- Friends of the bride. - Yes, sir. Right on up the road.
Where's your mother? Isn't she coming down for lunch?
Uh-uh. She says she's not hungry.
Oh.
Must be my cookin'.
You wanna move some of that paper, honey?
Did you see this? Mr. Carrington is getting married today.
Yeah. I know.
How come we're not invited?
I'm sure he's only having close friends of the family.
Give me your plate, dear, would you?
Here's a picture of the lady he's marrying.
"The soon-to-be Mrs. Blake Carrington...
KrystleJennings, formerly of Dayton, Ohio. "
No bacon for me, please.
She is pretty.
Yeah, she is.
Do you know her?
We've, uh- We've met.
Is she as pretty in person?
Will you put that paper down and eat your lunch before it gets cold?
I guess if you're as rich as Mr. Carrington...
you can marry anybody you want.
- Yeah. I guess you can. - Hey!
I said I don't eat bacon.
Why not? You need a good lunch so's you'll grow.
I think it's gross-
murdering a living animal so you can cut it up and eat its body.
What are you, some kind of vegetarian?
I'm thinking about it.
Grandma tell you all that stuff?
She never made me eat anything I didn't want to eat.
Yes, sir, I do believe I plucked you out of there just in time.
Can I have my paper back, please?
Daddy?
I'm sorry I didn't come down for lunch.
Well...
that's okay.
It's Sunday morning. Lindsay and I thought we'd let you sleep in.
I wasn't sleeping.
I was just lying here hoping you'd come back to bed.
Hogamus, higamus man is polygamous. "
What the hell is that?
It's a poem. I remembered it from school.
It's been running through my head all morning.
Shakespeare?
Dorothy Parrer, I thinr.
( Sighs )
Men are really different from women, aren't they?
Don't seem to be a whole lot of people complaining about that.
What I mean is, I was away from you for 18 months...
and, uh...
men being what they are-
I don't know if it's what society expects of a man or what-
what he thinks he has to prove to himself.
Did I sleep with another woman?
Is- Is that what you're asking?
I don't know what I'm asking.
I'm not sure I even want to know.
Well, where I was in the Middle East...
rnow what they do to a guy...
that messes around with a woman that isn't his?
It isn't a very pretty sight.
What do they do to a guy that's caught...
messing around with a woman that is his?
That's expected of him. That's his duty.
Is that what you want from me?
When I was in the hospital-
when I wasn't so drugged that I couldn't think-
What I'm trying to say is, Matthew...
women have sexual fantasies, just like men.
Except mine were always about you, Matthew.
Sometimes, late at night, I'd miss you so much...
I'd, uh-
I'd just try and hold my breath till I passed out.
I couldn't thinr of anything else to do.
You see, I need to know, Matthew.
Is it ever gonna be good between us again?
It's fine between us, Claudia...
just like it always was.
Oh, Matthew!
If that's what you think...
then you're the one that should have been locked up.
It's lousy, Matthew.!
It's got all the flash and fire of two snails mating.
Snails are hermaphroditic. They mate by themselves.
I'm beginning to understand why.
All right. I'll tell you what.
You move over, and I'll go lock the door.
Damn it, Matthew. I'm not a charity case.
I can't hardly win with you, can I, Claudia?
Oh.
I just want for it to be so good between us.
I know. I know.
So do I.
It's just that...
I just got a lot of stuff on my mind today.
Hey.
Rain check?
( Whispering ) Rain check.
** ( Classical )
( Crowd Murmuring )
( Continues )
""Dearly beloved...
""we are gathered together here in the sight of God...
""and in the face of this company...
""to join together this man and this woman in holy matrimony.
"Into this holy estate, these two persons present...
"come now to bejoined.
"If any man can showjust cause why they may not lawfully bejoined together...
"let him now spear...
or else, hereafter, forever hold his peace. '"
Blake Carrington, wilt thou have this woman to thy wedded wife;
to live together after God's ordinance...
in the holy estate of matrimony?
Wilt thou love her, comfort her...
honor and reep her in sicrness and in health...
and forsaring all others...
reep thee only unto her...
so long as ye both shall live?
I will.
( Minister ) KrystleJennings...
wilt thou have this man to thy wedded husband...
to live together after God's ordinance...
in the holy estate of matrimony?
Wilt thou love him, comfort him...
honor and reep him in sicrness and in health...
and forsaring all others...
reep thee only unto him...
so long as ye both shall live?
I will.
With this ring, I thee wed.
** ( Classical )
- Wasn't it a nice wedding? I'm so glad you came. - Oh, yes.
- This is Krystle. - Hello.
This is Nancy, an old, dear friend.
- Hello. How are you? - It was lovely.
( People Chattering )
- Blake, darling. - This is my wife, Krystle.
- This is Louise. - Hello.
They are lovely--
but you must take care not to wear them at the supermarket.
Why not, Louise? They're just a starter set.
( Chuckling )
- Darling? - Yes?
- See that man over there? - Mm-hmm.
- Haven't I see him on television? -Jerry Henderson?
Of course you have. Best congressman money can buy.
Hello, Elizabeth.
- You look so beautiful, Krystle. - We're so happy for you.
Um, this is my, uh-- Mr. Carrington's daughter, Fallon.
This is Charlotte, and this is Margaret.
They both worked with me at the refinery.
And this is Bob and Frank.
- I'm Steven. - And that's Steven.
- Thank you for coming. - Nice to meet you.
- Brad, old fellow, good to see you. - Well, Blake, you--
This one's Bradley Milburn. He killed his wife three years ago.
He strangled her with her own panty hose.
Cost him half a million to get him off.
( Blare ) This is my wife, Krystle.
- Hello. - Well, aren't you a beauty? Brad Milburn.
Friend of Blake's for 20 years...
and I'm gonna kiss the bride whether he likes it or not.
Come here.
( Chuckling )
Andrew Laird you already know.
He's the attorney who got Milburn off.
- The best of everything to you, Mrs. Carrington. - Thank you.
And may we have that in writing, Andy?
( Chuckles )
That's not funny, Fallon.
( No Audible Dialogue )
You've done very well so far. You really have, you guys. I'm very proud of you.
That's the backfield of Daddy's football team.
Got the quarterback, halfback, mattress-back.
Fallon!
- Say, I'll see you soon, okay? - Okay.
- Fallon, how you doing? - Oh. Mmm.
- I hope to see you. - You too.
- I'll give you a call. - ( Laughs )
- Fallon. - Hey. Mmm!
- How are you? - ( Blare ) Oh, Krystle?
- Krystle? Krystle? - Oh.
I want you to meet an old and dear friend, Cecil Colby.
- Hello. Hi. - Krystle.
- I wish you all happiness. - This is his nephew,Jeff.
And Fallon-- May I say congratulations to you?
- You certainly may. - Congratulations.
Fallon! It's really good to see you again.
I mean, I've really been looking forward to seeing you again.
So, I--
I understand you're in the media relations end of it now.
- How's that going? - I'm glad you asked.
- ( Laughing ) - Excuse me. Come on.
He's terrible, right?
Actually, I think my campaign is going to be kind of effective.
The layout where we used Brer Rabbit and the Tar Baby--
that's really directed at America's dependence on foreign oil.
You see, that tar baby symbolizes the--
Yes, I know what that symbolizes,Jeff.
Oh, yes, of course you do. I didn't mean to imply--
Actually, I find it all a bit precious.
- My campaign? - The whole simpering attitude.
I mean, Lord save me from cute little tar babies and cute little rabbits...
and cute little oil company apologists.
It's easy for you to be so cavalier.
You've been out of the country while the rest of us have been taking the heat.
- There is such a thing as public opinion, Fallon. - Yeah, so?
And what have we got to be ashamed of?
That we've worked hard and we've helped build this country...
and made an honest dollar in the process?
Some people would say a dollar and a half.
Some people would also say this country...
should be divided into collective farms and run by a politburo.
Come on,Jeff.Are the oil companies the biggest profiit tarers?
- Of course not, but-- - You bet your sweet assets they're not.
Aerospace takes a higher percentage return on capital and equity.
So do television networks. So do drugs and electronics.
Now why is that such a flaming big secret?
That argument is specious and irrelevant.
Figures can be made to say anything you want them to, and you know it.
- Would you like to take a walk? - You're not even listening to me.
You wanna make this country energy independent?
Who's gonna pay for it? The government's gonna do the exploration?
Has the Department of Energy ever sunk a single well?
I've heard this speech. Your father delivered it at the Petroleum Club.
There ought to be dancing and singing in Washington over oil company profits.
The president ought to throw a party on the White House lawn...
and invite all the members of Congress to celebrate.
And their wives. And their mistresses.
( Clapping )
Hmm. I'm going to get myself a glass of hemlock.
Can I bring you some champagne?
Yes, thank you.
Excuse me.
Fascist.
Bolshevik.
I suppose I should apologize. I guess I got a little spiky out there.
Don't worry aboutJeff. He doesn't have the sense to be insulted.
If that boy had any less imagination...
I'd have to promote him to my board of directors.
That's not your problem though, is it?
I expect, bright as you are, you'll end up running your father's company.
Not likely. See, there's an unwritten law at Denver Carrington--
at the upper management level there are no blacks, noJews...
no Eskimos, and...
no women.
Maybe I should give you a company to run.
I'm sure I've got a couple small ones lying around.
- Don't tell me you're a feminist. - No, I'm not a feminist.
I'm not a masculinist.
I don't care if a person buttons his fly on the right or the left.
But ifhe's smart, ifhe puts a dollar's profiit in my pocret--
Or a dollar and a half?
That's right. I'll hire him-- or her.
What would you like to get into?
Electronics? Cosmetics?
Sorry. I don't take anything for nothing.
( Cue Sticr Strires Ball )
You don't give away anything either, do you?
You don't even miss a shot occasionally to make an old man feel good.
- You're not an old man. - ( Chuckles ) No?
Your nephew's an old man.
You, they're gonna have to nail your coffin shut...
to keep you from kicking the lid off.
- ( Laughs ) - But you're right.
Feeling good's not something I give away.
Not unless I can see some way to get some back.
How would you like to take a ride with me?
Why? Have you got another nephew locked in the boardroom at ColbyCo Oil?
No. I'm fresh out of nephews.
Well, how do you suppose Jeff's going to get home?
I don't know.
He could walk or, uh, he could call a cab.
We'll take my car. I'll go change, and I'll meet you in five minutes.
( String Quartet )
Excuse me. Have you seen Fallon?
- Am I my sister's keeper? - Hey, sorry.
Didn't mean to intrude.
Jeff, wait up.
Um, you didn't deserve that.
Wasn't meant for you anyhow.
Just a little free-floating aggression.
Yeah, I know what you mean.
I remember the day my mother remarried.
Here. You might as well have this.
Fallon seems to have slipped away someplace.
My mother's wedding--
All I wanted to do was shove that guy's face into the punch bowl...
and hold him there until the orange sherbet started running out of his ears.
Then I remembered poor, dumb Oedipus Rex.
Killed his father, married his mother.
Ended up stabbing his own eyes out with her sorority pin.
I think it was her brooch.
Anyhow, I got to thinking.
There has to be a better way than that of dealing with infantile aggression.
So what can I tell you? I get along with the guy.
Besides, the new Mrs. Carrington...
is a whole lot prettier than my stepfather.
That's gotta count for something.
You want me to shut up?
No.
I guess now that you're back, you're going to be going to work for Denver Carrington.
Yeah, I guess.
You don't seem altogether thrilled about it.
Well, you know what Oscar Wilde said--
""Work is the curse of the drinking classes.''
Clever man, Oscar Wilde.
Shame he was a homosexual.
Yeah, I know what you mean.
Kind of makes you long for the good old days...
when we used to burn them at the stake.
You know, I think that's, uh--
that's a little rough, Steven, isn't it?
I mean, even for a joke.
Oh? You mean, ""Gay is okay''? ""Give a cheer for a queer''?
I mean I believe in different strokes for different folks.
But you wouldn't want your brother to marry one.
Certainly not a poor one.
( Laughs )
You know what I think,Jeff?
I think probably you're not such a bad guy... for a Republican.
How do you know I'm a Republican?
Well, because we were all brought up...
to believe in the one-party system.
You see, I was 1 8 years old before somebody...
told me that Franklin Roosevelt wasn't president of Bulgaria.
Okay, then tell me this.
How would you feel about having a Republican for a brother-in-law?
You're not serious.
Well, liberal Republican.
I mean, I know that Roosevelt was actually president of Czechoslovakia.
Jeff, you haven't seen Fallon since we were kids in camp. You don't know anything about her.
Sure I do. She's smart, and she's pretty, and...
she can climb a tree like a monkey.
And you may have also noticed that she has a tongue like a buggy whip.
You really love her, don't you?
Of course I do.
Yeah, I really do.
Then why shouldn't I?
( Cheers, Applause )
( Doorbell Rings )
Lindsay, get that, will you?
- ( Doorbell Rings ) - Lindsay?
( Doorbell Rings )
Lindsay!
( Ringing Continues )
You want to give that phone a rest, honey?
Daddy may be trying to call.
I'll call you later.
Good afternoon.
Do you know where you'll be spending eternity?
I'm sorry. I don't have the time right now.
How do you know you won't be going to hell?
Because I've already been there. Excuse me.
I told you I'd do that.
That was more than an hour ago.
Yes, ma'am. Would you like me to do it now?
Lindsay, look. You don't have to walk on tiptoe around me.
I'm not made of porcelain. I'm not gonna shatter.
Just because I've been away for a while, it doesn't mean we can't be close.
Oh, no!
( Groans )
Don't you think it would have been better to make two trips?
Yes, ma'am.
Will you stop calling me ma'am!
I am your mother, for God's sake.
( Sobbing )
( Sobbing Continues )
Lindsay, it's Mommy.
I'm sorry that I yelled at you before.
I-- I didn't mean it.
I'm trying, Lindsay.
I'm really trying.
( String Quartet )
( Pop )
Don't just stand there. Come on in.
No, no. I mean, uh, come on in here.
See, I figured about now you'd be wanting to see me.
I'm going out now, Michael. Don't be here when I get back.
I don't suppose your daddy would be too pleased to hear what, uh...
good friends we've become.
That's ugly, Michael.
I mean, I'm not asking you to marry me or anything like that.
But driving some rich guy around all day...
is not the most interesting way of making a living...
especially if you got the brains to do better--
which I believe I do.
And you were just kind of thinking...
that since I have a few dollars of my own...
I might want to put you on a special housekeeping allowance?
How did you know that?
I just had a feeling.
And if I were to say no, you'd what?
Go to my father?
Send an anonymous letter?
Well, I guess I wouldn't have any choice.
( Muffled Shouting )
( Gasping )
You mess with me again, Michael, and I'll tell my father myself.
And he really will kill you.
( Coughs )
Now be a love and bring my car around.
( Indistinct Murmuring )
Krystle, throw the bouquet!
( People Clamoring )
- ( Woman ) Toss it.! - Go ahead.
( Laughter)
Well, it's time.
Daddy.
- Bye, darling. - Bye, Daddy.
Krystle.
( Horn Honks )
Okay, we'll stop him.
I need to talk to you, Carrington.
It's business.
Fred?
All right.
What the hell are you doing, coming in here, interrupting my wife's wedding?
Get yourself back in that thing and get on out of here, Walter, while you're still able.
You tricked up my rig and sent the driller to the hospital.
Things like that have to be discussed now, and you can take your wedding...
and shove it in a dry hole.
You're a fool, Walter. Why would I want to sabotage your rig?
Hoping I'd go busted so you can move in and pick up the leases.
What are you babbling about? I've got enough to last me three lifetimes.
I don't need your leases.
Since when have you ever had enough, Carrington?
You got a fever, just like the rest of us.
It's not even the money anymore now.
It's the bringing in. It's the owning.
You'll never be satisfied till you're as big as Colby--
and he's not gonna be satisfied till he's as big as God.
Well, I'm gonna be bigger than all three of you...
because I'm sitting right on top of 5,000 acres of 48-gravity crude.
And you're not gonna stick your spoon into it...
regardless ofhow many of my people you put in the hospital.
I think my friends are getting a little bored with this conversation.
If you want to talk, come inside. We'll talk.
No. What I've got to say I can say out here.
I'll repeat it one last time.
If you or any of your people come near me or any of my people or that rig...
- or those leases, then I'm gonna-- - ( Growling )
( Dogs Barring, Snarling )
Back! Back!
Down.
Old Walter never was an easy man to do business with.
Say, what is this anyway, a wedding or a wake?
Joseph! I haven't heard the musicians playing...
and I'm sure we all need some champagne.
(Joseph ) I'll have more brought out right away, Mr. Carrington.
( Blare ) Good. Come on, folrs. Let's go bacr inside, shall we? Michael--
- Bring that lunatic someplace where I can talk to him. - Yes, sir.
( Blare ) Come on. Let's go bacr in.
( Dialing )
( Phone Ringing )
( Ringing Continues )
- Hello? - ( Muffled Voice )
No. No, he's not here. He's gone out to do some errands.
He should be back soon.
- ( Muffled Voice ) - ( Car Approaches )
I'll tell him it's import-- Hang-Hang on a minute.
That may be him. Just a minute.
Matthew? It's Steven Carrington...
on the phone.
Yes, Steven.
You did me a favor once. I don't know if I'm doing you one or not, Matthew.
( Muffled Voice )
What is it, Matthew?
You can tell me.
Hold on.
Uh, Walter's gone up to Blake Carrington's with a gun.
Accused Carrington of causing an accident at his drilling rig.
Steven's afraid someone will get hurt if I don't go up...
- and get him out of there. - You better go.
You'd think after a month working in a restaurant...
I'd learn how to carry a stack of dishes without dropping them.
Matthew, I'm all right-- truly.
Go on. Go do what you have to do.
I'll be right there.
Go on.
Claudia--
( String Quartet )
( No Audible Dialogue )
Joseph, is--
( Thuds, Groans )
( Sharp Groan )
( Tires Squeal )
You stay out of it, Steven. Get on back to the house.
( Thuds, Walter Groans )
All right, hold it!
You back off or I'm gonna knock your damn heads in, and I mean it!
All right, that's enough. Hold it.
I said hold it!
What are you doing here, Matthew?
What were they beating on him for?
He wouldn't hold still, Mr. Carrington.
And he had this.
You come to my house-- on my wedding day-- with a gun?
That is bad form, Walter.
However, because this is a special day for me...
and because I'm infused with a certain generosity of spirit...
I'm prepared to overlook your little faux pas.
We'll discuss this lire the businessmen we both are.
I'm listening.
I made you a very generous offer for those leases, Walter.
I'm going to up it-- 3 20,000...
plus two percent carried interest...
to the casing point of everything those leases produce--
which probably won't be anything but swamp gas and dirty water anyhow.
All right. I'll take it.
What do you mean, you'll take it?
I mean I'm twisted off, and he knows it.
Got a ragtag crew out there that couldn't find oil in a barrel...
and, well, with my rig busted up...
I'll just take his money and pay off some debts.
Mr. Laird, write the man a check.
Hold it. You can't sell that property now.
It could be worth a hundred times what he's offering you.
This is your shot, Walter...
what you been scratching and scrambling for your whole life.
What's it to you, Matthew?
You're a company man.
Your responsibilities belong to Mr. Carrington here.
He's not wrong about that. Who are you working for anyway, Matthew?
Did you wreck his rig?
If I did or I didn't...
that's none of your business.
Your job is to dig where I tell you to dig...
and that's all.
Well, then maybe you oughta take that job and stuff it.
Come on, Walter.
We weren't invited to this party.
Hope you have a happy life, Krys.
Don't you worry. I'll see to that.