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Previously on Dynasty...

Jeff, this is Brady. My ex-husband.

There's a spy watching everything I do.

And I know who's tipping him off... Brady Lloyd.

JEFF: I spoke to the heads of the teacher's union.

I promised them that one of your first acts as senator

would be to push through a federal tax on oil companies

that directly funds education.

Some of my biggest donors are oil companies.

I never would've agreed to that.

I've landed a gig somewhere

I really belong, the hospital.

You should probably watch your back.

Ezra Feldman called.

He's an A-list divorce attorney

here in Atlanta-- why did he call?

He was asking if you had a lawyer

that he could reach out to?

Oh, my God.

Wish I could do something to make it better.

[panting]

I always knew there was something here,

but... wow.

Unless I'm totally misreading how great that was?

No, it was fantastic, really.

You should be thrilled with yourself.

Call me old-fashioned, but I'm generally not thrilled

unless my partner is, too.

And that's not the word I'd use

- to describe you at the moment. - Well...

I have no idea where my husband is,

the most aggressive divorce attorney in Atlanta

left me a message, and instead of

going to find him and beg for a second chance,

I decided to sleep with my archnemesis

turned business partner, so...

yeah, no, I'm not thrilled.

In your defense, he was the one who asked for time away.

I don't think I can Ross and Rachel my way out of this one.

Look.

Colin?

You can skip the whole

"it's not you, it's me" speech.

This was an itch we've been longing to scratch

since Wharton.

We're not soul mates.

This was still a mistake, so...

now I need to go find Liam,

confess my sins, and beg for absolution.

If you're trying to save your marriage,

I'm not sure confession is the best way to go.

I'm not sure I asked for your opinion.

Earlier this year, I had a... indiscretion

with my assistant.

Your assistant, really? How cliché.

I don't recall asking for your opinion.

The point is...

I thought coming clean would give my wife and I

the fresh start we needed.

Instead, I got a costly divorce settlement

and I had to hire a new assistant.

Rough day.

I should've kept my mouth shut and just

whisked my wife away for a romantic weekend.

Telling Liam

might make you feel better,

but it'll make him feel worse.

Okay. Bye.

Oh, Fallon, I, um,

I-I forgot my charger.

And then I saw an email that I hadn't answered yet and...

This is not what it looks like.

I didn't see anything and even if I did,

discretion is a part of my job.

Thank you. Since you're here,

would you mind locking up after he's done...

Of course.

Okay, thank you.

I have to go take care of something now.

Update?

The new VIP fleet is almost ready.

We should be up in the air in less than a month.

Make it three weeks.

DiFienza is gaining on us and his jets...

come with a sushi chef.

I'm not worried about a little spicy tuna roll

when we're about to build the only

private airfield in Metro Atlanta.

Let me get this open for you.

I'm glad he's confident.

If I don't win this election, we're not gonna get

within ten miles - of that land. - The numbers this morning

looked like they were trending up. Smile.

That's good news.

With Beto trying to sabotage me, I'm worried.

You know, this whole thing may be slipping through my fingers.

Leave the worrying to me-- I have a PI looking for Beto.

We'll know the moment he surfaces.

And you got an extra

boost from Adam's press release this morning.

What, for that anti-aging drug of his?

It's not exactly curing cancer, is it?

But I guess people want to see this family

doing good works.

Which is why you're making an appearance at a food bank today.

- Oh, really? - It's a good way to show

that Blake Carrington might be a one-percenter,

but he still works hard... for everyone.

So... maybe don't mention the private jets.

[indistinct chatter]

[birds chirping]

You know, I really should get back to my hotel.

You should.

You know, I hate the idea of...

wasting even one more second with you

when we've already lost so much time.

I know, in some ways

it's like we've picked up right where we left off.

But it is still

a little strange.

[knocking]

Jeff?

Are you okay?

No, I'm not okay.

I've been trying to reach you for days.

We were in a cabin in the mountains.

There was no signal.

Well, you're back now, and we need to talk.

Privately.

I'm heading out anyway.

But I hope we can spend some time together.

I'd like to get to know Dominique's son.

- Yeah, I bet you would. - Jeff!

- That was rude. - Yeah.

Maybe I'd be less rude if you'd told me

you were still married to that guy.

I was going to tell you.

Uh, when, on your 15th wedding anniversary?

Sweetheart, it's complicated.

Brady was the love of my life.

When he disappeared, I waited a year

for him to come back.

And when he didn't, I filed for divorce.

- So why aren't you divorced? - Because...

it turns out it's hard to divorce

someone who's missing.

You have to prove that you've

tried to find them, run classified ads

and a bunch of other things.

It got lost in the shuffle, I guess.

Does Brady know he's still my stepfather?

No. I was waiting for the right moment to tell him.

Yeah, well, the right moment is never.

Dom-Mystique just hit five million in sales on FSN.

Yeah, and your husband would be entitled

to half in a divorce.

Oh.

So you want me to stay

- secretly married forever? - No.

I want you to get secretly divorced as soon as possible.

If you truly

think this guy's the love of your life,

get a prenup and remarry him

the day after the divorce for all I care.

But you'll never know what he's really

after until you take money out of the equation.

This is my divorce attorney.

Call him... today.

Hmm.

Thanks.

What are you doing here?

Picking up my research files.

From my Alzheimer's trial you canceled.

We've been through this. The files are

hospital property, Dr. Larson.

They were hospital property.

But I spoke with a very helpful woman in the legal department

here who worked out a deal for me.

I think you may be related to her.

My long-lost sister is a real treat, isn't she?

All right, uh,

I'll put in a request to pull

those files from the archive.

It's about a 24-hour turnaround,

so you should... come back tomorrow.

I'll be here.

Kudos on the big drug trial.

I hope it doesn't hit a snag.

[knocking on door]

Fallon? I guess you found me.

I stayed up all night calling every hotel

in Atlanta looking for Liam Ridley.

And when that didn't work, I called them

all back using your other name.

Who knew that John Southside

was right here at La Mirage the whole time?

I figured this was the last place you'd think to look.

Come in.

It was.

But... I have to tell you something.

I booked us a romantic weekend getaway.

I know that you hired a divorce attorney,

and I just want to show you

that I'm not gonna give up without a fight.

I didn't call - a divorce attorney. - What?

But I got a message from Ezra Feldman

two days after you announced you wanted a break.

I-I don't know anything about that.

Fallon, I sa-- I said I wanted a break.

Not a divorce. Oh.

Well, good.

Because I miss you, Liam.

And I know you miss me, too.

Or you at least miss someone

remembering to put your bookmark in when you fall asleep reading.

I mean, how else you gonna know what page you're on

when you wake up all alone in this big, empty room?

It is a pain.

And of course I miss you, too.

All this break did was show me that nothing

is gonna get figured out by not talking.

So I guess the break was helpful, right?

Yeah, it was...

so helpful.

I just want a chance to prove

how important you are to me.

I just need the weekend.

Please?

I'm not ready to make any promises.

But okay.

The weekend is yours.

♪

Hey, thank you, everyone, for coming out.

You know, I'm just doing my small bit

to help out the community.

[reporters chattering]

You did great.

I heard a Gazette reporter refer to you

as "the billionaire of the people."

Well, I've always looked good in plaid.

I just hope it translates into votes.

Blake Carrington.

[car door closes]

Nice to finally meet you in person.

Lieutenant Governor.

Yeah, I think they're still packing boxes inside

if you're here to help.

Just hoping for a friendly chat.

I'll go see if the press have any questions.

Why don't you two check out the community composting display?

It'll be a nice photo op.

Your numbers were up again this morning.

Yeah. Congratulations.

Honestly, we thought you'd be out by this point.

But now I see you have a secret weapon.

Yeah.

Thank you, but I'm sure

you didn't come here to talk about my wife's

many attributes.

I'm here to ask you to drop out of the race.

Excuse me?

Senator North is a friend.

He told me all about your play to get

government land for your airport.

You drop out, it's yours.

What's in it for you?

The governor wants Cavendish in office.

They have a previous relationship.

And we'll be introducing state legislation

the governor needs support for at the federal level,

and Cavendish has made... promises.

Well, I can assure the governor

a mutually beneficial arrangement

if he throws his support behind me.

This isn't a negotiation. I have a direct line

to the appropriations committee and I can

deregulate that land overnight.

It's a win-win.

You get your airport and we leave

the politicking to the politicians.

I was hoping you could bring me up to speed

on the FSN meeting I missed while I was in L.A.

Really? You want to talk about work?

After you left on such a cliffhanger?

Okay, I took your advice,

and I didn't say anything to Liam

about, you know, what happened last night.

And we're going away for the weekend.

You and me?

Sounds like fun.[groans]

Too soon to joke.

- I understand. - Do you?

Because the fate of my marriage rests on this weekend.

You're Fallon Carrington.

If anyone can will a man into submission,

it's you.

Well, I am glad that you think so,

because you are gonna have to take the lead here again

- while I'm away. - Consider it done.

Your company will be humming along

just as you left it, when you return.

Thank you.

I may replace the couch, though.

The springs leave something to be desired.

No, still too soon.

[sighs] Eva?

Clear my schedule-- I'm going away for a couple days.

No problem. I will forward your calls to your cell.

Oh, no, you know what, forward them to Colin.

He'll be running point while Liam and I are traveling.

You and Liam?

I just mean, after last night, I wasn't sure if you...

I'm-I'm so sorry, none of this is, uh, my business,

so forward your calls, check. [chuckles]

I want to thank you for your discretion.

I mean, what you saw last night, that is not me.

I love my husband very much.

And we're gonna work this out.

I am so glad.

And I know you will get everything you deserve.

I can't just backdate a divorce.

Jeff said you're the best.

Surely there's something you can do.

Filing fraudulent documents could get me disbarred.

The documents are real.

I filed them, I just didn't finalize them.

Brady already believes we're divorced.

I'm asking that you make it legal.

I'm sorry.

I can't help you.

This isn't just

about me, Henry.

This is about protecting Jeff.

He has a stake in Dom-Mystique, too.

I don't think he'd be

too pleased to know his lawyer put him at risk

because he was afraid of simple paperwork.

I just told you... it's not that simple.

Okay, I'll see if I can find any...

gray areas.

That's all I'm asking.

You're doing what?

Dropping out of the race.

- I know it's a little surprising. - A little?

Why? The numbers - have never been better! - Yeah,

which is why I caught the eye of some powerful people

who want Cavendish in office.

They promised me my land on the condition

that I drop out of the race.

Well, that's great for you. Did you forget about

the promises you made to us?

I didn't forget and I did right by Jeff.

I negotiated my land and his launch permits.

He and I are both walking away with exactly what we want.

What about me?

Hey, your high school is getting its athletic center.

That's not nothing.

That was supposed to be the beginning, not the end.

You were supposed to push for an energy tax bill

to help fund education programs.

You can't be okay with this.

If you win,

we can have the land and keep our promises.

Well, if I lose, we'll have nothing.

Listen, I may be polling well,

but so was Hillary.

No, this is our only guarantee.

I'm gonna make the announcement tomorrow.

Oh! Hey, stranger.

Look, I don't know why you're still living here,

but I'd get out of this snake pit as soon

as possible, before you get bit.

What happened? Are you okay?

I promised the people

that worked alongside my father--

the people that Blake poisoned-- that I would protect them.

Would improve their lives.

But Blake decided to stab us all in the back... again.

I might have something that can help.

Unless you have a map that can find

Blake's missing soul, I doubt it.

My father left me with some insurance

in case I ever found myself on the wrong side of Blake.

What kind of insurance?

I'll bring it to the hotel tomorrow.

Meet me there.

Wow, this place sure is, uh...

- extravagant. - And confidential.

Everybody has to sign a NDA when they make a reservation here.

Ah, I thought I saw Meghan and Harry outside.

Mr. Ridley and Ms. Carrington!

Welcome to a weekend in paradise.

I'm Brianna, your personal vacation director.

Our vacation needs direction?

[laughs] Oh, you're too funny.

But, yes, phones, please.

Uh... Well, this weekend is all about us,

and I don't want any distractions.

Wow. Yeah. Okay.

Okay, these...

have been individually coded.

They can be used to message one another, open your door,

order in-room spa treatments

and for atmospheric control.

That all sounds great. I guess we should head

- to our room. - Ooh, I almost forgot!

Here is your itinerary. I will see the two of you

down at the communication station in just a little bit.

Thank you.

"Communication station"?

Is that a thing?

What did you sign us up for?

This hotel hosts two couples' weekends a year.

And since traditional therapy didn't really work,

I was thinking this could be great. Look,

I just want you to give me a chance to prove to you

that you are the most important thing in my life.

Okay? And what better way to start than...

waking up bright and early

and rappelling down the Wall of Trust?

Um, paging the wine butler.

Okay, the Trust Wall is our version

of a "trust walk" exercise.

The seeing partner will verbally guide

the blindfolded partner down the wall.

Your success on the wall lives or dies

on your ability to communicate.

I mean, but not, like, literally.

You're in a triple-point safety harnesses.

Oh, good, good. Did you say blindfolded?

This is not how I imagined using blindfolds this weekend.

LIAM: Okay, hey, just relax.

Start by leaning slightly back into the rope.

Okay. Okay, good, good. Now just below your right foot,

there's gonna be a chock-- sorry,

a-a rock-- there-there you go.

When did you become such an expert at rock climbing?

I-I've been going a lot with friends.

Okay, now move your right hand down about six inches.

[screams]

Ooh, ooh, Liam!

- Help! Help! Help! Help! - Hey, hey, you're good, you're good.

All right? L-Listen to my voice, okay?

Okay, swing forward with your right foot.

Now once you get a toehold, you should be able to get

your left hand - on the wall. - Okay.

Perfect, perfect! Now get your left foot on

and then you basically got

a ladder down from there.

Stay close to that wall.

- Two feet-- I'm right here. - Okay.

- Jump down. Jump down. - Jump down?

[whoops] Oh, my God!

I made it! Wow!

Wow, that was... Awesome?

I was gonna say intense.

I hope you like your rock-climbing friends

because I am never doing that again.

[chuckling] Oh, not so fast, you two!

First, a quick stop at the Tent of Truth.

Because honesty is

the cornerstone of every relationship.

Hold on, Bri.

I didn't see anything on your itinerary

that said anything about tents,

- truth or honesty. - We keep it off the itinerary.

The exercise works best if you don't have time to overthink it.

Well, I'm thinking we should quit while we're ahead.

You know, or I could...

climb the wall again?

Hey, you're the one who said you wanted

a chance to prove you could prioritize our marriage.

And I do, but wouldn't you rather

me prove myself in a bikini

over a cocktail with a tiny, little umbrella?

No?

Okay, to the Truth Tent.

Yay!

You're gonna love it. Mm.

The DJ sent over his rider-- do you want that

on the catering budget or the music budget?

[yawns] Yes, yes.

Great, sounds perfect.

[gasps]

Sam, are you watching a telenovela?!

I'm sorry, but Adriana thinks her ex-husband

kidnapped her son, when really an evil nurse

took the kid to the hospital's secret lab

and is running experiments on him.

Oh, have I told you how great it is

to have you back as my events manager?

This was a one-time favor

for Blake's political gala/the club opening.

[clears throat] I'm gonna go check on that caviar shipment.

Bye.

Sammy Jo Jones!

Just the man I wanted to see.

Uh, I need a favor.

Well, can you ask someone else?

I'm kind of swamped here.

No, it's got to be you. I need a Spanish speaker.

Well, ask Cristal.

No, I need someone that no one at the hospital knows.

It-it'll be super quick. I...

I need a tiny distraction while I delete a file

from the digital archives.

Sounds shady, I'm out.

Shady? [scoffs]

I let Leo die on my table to save your life.

The least you can do is give me half an hour

of your time to save my future.

[sighs] Fine.

But then we're even.

Tell me you're calling with good news.

I'm calling with news.

I'm unable to take your case.

Surely there's something you can do.

However, I can tell you that

theoretically, if a court clerk

admitted to making a clerical error

while filing divorce papers, a judge could sign

a nunc pro tunc

and backdate said divorce.

So I need to find a clerk willing to take the blame.

And then forget this call ever happened.

I have to call you back.

Please don't.

Hate what you've done with the place.

You're trespassing.

Relax, I'm just here for some girl talk.

After all, it's been ages since our...

little chat in the diamond-less mine.

I think we've done enough chatting for a lifetime.

- Don't you? - But there's so much more to talk about.

I saw Jeff's lawyer leaving here yesterday.

And it didn't take much digging to find out

that your not-so-ex-husband is back in town.

Does this monologue have a point?

The point is...

I think you're trying to avoid

turning over half of your new fortune by getting...

[whispers]: ...a secret divorce.

Get out of my loft.

Oh, I will.

As soon as you give me

a financial stake in Dom-Mystique.[laughs]

I think 20% is fair.

I would say 30, but I'm not greedy.

You're delusional. Oh...

After all, that's less than 50%,

which is what Brady would get

if I let your little secret slip.

You got 24 hours.

You know I can't have ownership papers drawn up that quickly.

Get creative.

And you've got to do better than this.

[groans]

What is this?

Wait, is it...

A list of every Carrington secret my father ever learned?

Yeah. My dad loved Blake, but...

he wasn't an idiot.

He wanted to protect himself... and me.

Wow, this is just...

I haven't even read all of it yet.

I feel weird 'cause Blake's

been so nice to me since the whole rehab thing.

But I know what your friendship meant to my dad.

And I-I think he'd want me

to share it with you if it could help.

There's enough dirt in here to take down Blake for good.

And I'm not just talking about his political career.

I know.

You're welcome.

Jeff?

Are you okay?

Your phone keeps going straight to voice mail.

I'm fine.

And why are you lying around and why is it so dark in here?

Oh, no, leave it.

I turned my phone off 'cause I've got a migraine.

Hence the lying down... and darkness.

Maybe I should call a doctor.

I'm just stressed.

So...

what's so important you couldn't wait?

I found a New York court clerk

who is willing to sign an affidavit

that she made a clerical error

while filing my divorce papers.

Sounds like good news.

It is, but it will take her 72 hours

to get it notarized and Alexis is threatening to expose me.

- Alexis? - She knows I'm still

married to Brady and she wants

an ownership stake in my company.

I know you two are still friendly.

So I was hoping you could talk to her.

The last time I asked her for a favor,

it cost me an original Ruscha.

Unfortunately, I don't have any more priceless art.

I've worked too hard to give Alexis part of my company.

My mother's legacy.

I'll just come clean to Brady

and hope that he's the man that I think he is.

Are you insane?

If he's the man I think he is,

you'll be giving away millions.

What other choice do I have?

Who'd like to go first?

Liam. I just...

I think he's got a lot to share.

- Not wrong there. - All right, then.

I'm going to walk you through a Naikan Reflection,

or the practice of "looking inward."

First reflection.

What have you received

from your partner in this relationship?

Um, let's see.

A place to sleep

while my partner works around the clock.

Um...

free meals, although those

technically come from the cook.

Okay, sounds like someone's hiding

behind a little bit of sarcasm there.

So we'll move on to question two,

and have you reflect on what you bring to the relationship.

I bring, uh...

I mean, I-I-I always try to...

Actually, I'm not sure.

What?

No, you're smart, you're loyal,

you're funny... some of the time. [chuckles]

Fallon's the CEO of an international corporation.

This-this year I wrote an article.

Yeah, an amazing article that won him a huge award.

Yeah, that led to nothing.

No book deal, not even a freelance gig.

I mean, I-I thought it was going to open up doors,

but I'm right back where I started.

I haven't been honest with either of us.

You haven't?

I'm upset that our marriage always seems

to take a back seat to everything else in your life.

But I'm also mad at myself

for not being the husband you deserve.

I mean, Fallon, I want to be someone that you're proud of.

I am.

I-I think I've been lashing out at Fallon

so I didn't have to admit that I was feeling like such a failure.

Wow, I can't believe

how good that felt to say out loud.

Maybe there is something to this whole Truth Tent.

Yeah.

- Really, really nice work, Liam. - Thank you.

Thank you.

Shall we move onto Fallon,

and see what things she's ready to get off her chest?

Yeah, yeah.

Is it warmer in here?

No, all of our tents are carefully climate-controlled.

Oh. So let's start with the third question.

Sorry.

"What mistakes have I made

in my partnership?"

[exhaling]

I'm gonna faint.

- Fallon? - I'm gonna faint.

All right, Dr. Larson should be here in about ten minutes.

We need to make this quick. I can delete the files,

but I'll need to get her ID badge--

So you can access the database, yes.

You've said it 6,000 times.

Can we get this over with?

I-I'm sorry, I don't speak Spanish.

No, no, no, no, no...

Dr. Carrington, everything okay? Lucia,

this man is hysterical. By any chance,

- do you speak Spanish? - I do.

Oh, Dr. Larson. Wow, you are early.

Dr. Carrington, don't you have more important things

to do than supervise clerical work?

Just wanted to make sure there are no issues.

Lucia, would you do me a favor, and pull up a copy

of Dr. Larson's trial research, please?

- Yeah, of course. - Thanks.

Lucia, everything okay?

Yeah, I just can't seem to find the files for that trial.

Wait, I'm gonna try one more thing I just remembered.

And...

I think I got it.

And...

No, there's nothing in the system.

- So weird. - I'll take the hard copies then.

Oh, no, those are long gone.

Have you forgotten how it works?

Uh, we shred the hard copies once they've been scanned.

Yours must not have been scanned.

I scanned them myself.

Well, obviously not.

Just another example

of your careless work.

Hey.

You've been pretty quiet the whole drive home.

Is everything okay?

Other than, you know, almost fainting?

No.

I thought I could just move on from my mistakes,

and leave them in the past, but...

I was wrong.

We really need to talk, Liam.

Okay.

Hey, you know you can tell me anything.

I... I don't think this is the place.

No, especially not with that creepy valet guy

staring at us, so...

will you meet me back at the manor in a few hours?

Yeah.

It'll give me time to pack, so I can move back home.

Okay.

The warehouse sends inventory directly to the consumers,

as well as bulk shipments to our retailers.

That's all fine, but where's

the good stuff I can take home with me?

Right behind that door.

I will sign over 20% of my company

contingent upon two things.

One, you keep your mouth shut about Brady.

And two...

you learn about the product.

Give me your phone.

I'm not giving you my phone.

Then you don't go in.

I don't see anything good but granola bars!

What?! Dominique, open this door!

Open this! Do you hear me?

And there are some water bottles and a bucket.

I'm not a monster.

I'll be back to let you out on Monday when my divorce is final.

[exhales]

I have had some very inventive

lovers, your son included.

You think I can't pick a lock?

Of course you can.

You've pissed me off, so the timeline's moving up.

Get a contract on my desk by 5:00 p.m.

or Mr. Brady and I are gonna have a little chat.

Fallon! You're back early.

Um... did something happen on your trip?

Yeah. It went great.

Colin will be here in a half an hour, so hold my calls.

Will do. Uh, is this

for business or personal?

Just asking in case you want me

to make myself, you know, scarce.

I'm making it clear to Colin that what happened

was a mistake and it's time he goes his separate way.

I do appreciate

your continued discretion.

- Of course. - But I think

that maybe let's go back to having

normal professional boundaries after today.

Okay?

Okay.

Liam? It's Eva.

I think I may have lost my necklace

in your car after the event last week.

Oh, thank you so much, yeah, I need to return it

to the friend I borrowed it from tonight.

Any chance you can swing by the office in 45 minutes?

Perfect.

See you soon.

Remember, short and sweet. You've got a family emergency

that needs your attention and you're wishing

Cavendish the best of luck.

Got to admit, I'm...

kind of gonna miss this.

[indistinct chatter]

Thank you for coming on short notice.

Um, as you all know, I entered this race

because I wanted to help

better the lives of my fellow Georgians.

But I've never kept a secret of the fact

that I am a family man

and family always comes first, so...

I have some news that I need to share with you.

Can you confirm rumors that you've got your eye

on a cabinet position for 2023

and that you're already on the White House's radar?

[reporters whispering]

Well, I don't respond to rumors,

but, obviously, if I was offered

a cabinet position, I wouldn't decline.

Do you feel more pressure to win with that on the line?

Well, I never feel pressure, Melanie.

Well, you're already one of America's richest men.

If you were to be a cabinet member,

you'd become one of America's

most influential men.

That's a lot of power for one person.

As Voltaire once said,

"With great power comes great responsibility."

Which brings me to the reason

I called this press conference today.

To announce my support for an energy tax bill

that funds education

in the great state of Georgia.

I have big plans for renewable energy

to become a reality

to preserve the future for our children.

Thank you.

[reporters clamoring]

What the hell was that?

We had a deal.

Sorry, plans change.

You can kiss your airport goodbye.

When I win this election, I'll get my airport,

and you... can kiss your job goodbye.

Dominique, I wasn't expecting you.

Not that... I'm complaining.

What is this?

Half of my current assets.

Which you are legally entitled to because...

- we're still married. - What?

I don't understand.

Why didn't you say something?

It's a long story.

I just wanted to enjoy our time together

without complicating things.

But I can't live in a fantasy, so...

we should get an official divorce.

Which would make that money yours.

What are you doing?

I don't want your money.

I just want a chance to be with the woman

I fell in love with over a decade ago.

Just a little thank you for helping that poor man earlier...

- What's going on? - Just came back for my files.

Do you have low-grade amnesia?

The opposite, actually.

Driving home, I suddenly remembered that copier

stores a copy of all scans for three months.

I was sure I scanned my files, so I came back.

And good thing you did-- we were able to reprint everything.

That's wonderful.

It feels good to have my work back where it belongs.

With me.

I bet.

Well...

all's well that ends well.

[elevator bell dings] Right on time.

Ready to turn over the key to my loft?

You can choke on that damn key.

And your threats.

Brady knows everything.

You have no more leverage, Alexis.

I'm so sorry.

How quickly did he leave town with half your money?

You know, it's funny.

You tried to destroy my happiness,

but all you did was shine a light on your sad life.

My sad life?

Do you want a tour of the penthouse

before you go home to your little stable?

You're obsessed with me because I managed to do

what you never could-- become a real member

of the Carrington family,

have huge success,and, oh,

my kids still talk to me.

Three strikes.

You're pathetic.

You were right.

Of course I was.

I still can't believe I ripped up a seven-figure check.

We needed to convince her that your affection is real.

And don't worry, once we've destroyed Dominique--

emotionally, spiritually and financially--

you will get your millions, I will get my revenge.

And everyone is happy.

Well...

almost everyone.

Happy to report that things around here

have been utterly boring in your absence.

Well, it's nice to know I left the place in such good hands.

Which is why it's so hard for me to say this.

I need to buy you out of your shares.

The romantic getaway went well, did it?

Actually...

I almost fell off a 50-foot wall

and had a panic attack in a Truth Tent.

Hmm? Don't ask.

The point is... I tried to move on,

like you suggested, but my body had other ideas.

Turns out, keeping secrets

from my husband is bad for my health.

- So you told him? - Not yet.

And he might forgive me or he might never talk to me again.

But either way, I can't work with you anymore.

I get it, although it's a shame.

Consulting here's been the most fun I've had in a long while.

I guess that'll teach me to...

stop sleeping with CEOs.

- Can I come in? - Of course.

I heard what you said at the press conference.

And just wanted to say thank you.

I know how hard

it can be for you to do the right thing.

[laughs] You're funny.

You're funny, but yeah!

It was the right thing.

Hey, why don't you have a seat?

I was just about to track down some champagne,

so we could toast to our revitalized campaign.

That press conference was amazing.

I know.

I wasn't sure he was gonna change his mind

until he actually started talking.

So how much did you end up having to pay that reporter?

Let's just say she can probably retire a few years early now.

I got to say I'm impressed.

I didn't think you had it in you to go behind Blake's back.

It was for the greater good.

I knew appealing to Blake's

sense of community would never work.

Because he doesn't have one.

But he's never been able

to resist the chance to get more power.

Crafty... and cold.

But...

I appreciate you having my back.

It wasn't entirely altruistic.

As the head of a charity, my ability

to effect change is limited.

But as Blake's partner in this,

I'll finally have some real influence.

Now all we have to do is win.

Wow.

Guess Blake isn't the only one

who couldn't resist the allure of power.

DOMINIQUE: Jeff? Are you home?

Jeff! Oh...

I'm going to break my neck in here.

Look... even flipping through this thing made me feel dirty.

Maybe we should get rid of it.

Really? Well, there are

some things you just don't need to know.

And I know if this thing's available,

I might be tempted to use it someday.

I don't want to be that kind of person.

I don't think you do, either.

[exhales]

Thanks for keeping us both decent.

FALLON: Hi, there.

That took me longer than I thought.

So, um...

I have something to tell you.

And...

I think it's better if I just...

get it out...

you know, before I lose my nerve.

Wait, why haven't you unpacked?

You're sleeping with Colin?

I came by the office,

and I heard you two together.

Liam, that's not how I wanted you to find out.

Oh, I-I'm sorry, I guess this is my fault, then.

So Colin...

is really what you were doing

all those times when you were working late?

I mean...

you even had me believing that you hated the guy.

What a joke that was!

- I did hate him. - Oh, my God...

I did hate him, Liam, and...

it was not a thing.

Okay? It was one time.

And it was a huge, huge mistake.

Oh, well, in that case, everything's cool, then.

You left me.

You stopped answering my calls.

I got a call from that attorney.

I thought you filed for divorce.

I was upset and I was miserable.

And I made a terrible decision.

But I still love you, Liam.

Don't touch me.

I'm supposed to believe that you were gonna tell me?

I was gonna tell you-- that's what

I wanted to talk about tonight.

Oh, what, a-after you stopped by

to see your boyfriend first?

I can't believe I thought that we could

actually make this work.

Liam, please.

Oh, please what?

Please what, Fallon?

Forgive you?

I don't think I can.

It's over, Fallon.

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♪ Here comes the bride.