Barbara. Yes, Mr. Carrington?
Get Mrs. Carrington for me, will you, please, on her private line?
Yes, sir.
Mr. Carrington. Yes?
There's no answer. Mrs. Carrington must be out.
Well, try her for me again in 20 minutes, will you, please?
Yes, Mr. Carrington.
How does it look?
Dynamite, I think.
Oh,you look wonderful. Really?
Oh, yeah, it looks great. Oh, good.
Thanks for making it. That's what mothers are for.
Listen. I want you to call me when you get to Tania's tonight.
And I want you to call me in the morning so I know what time to pick you up.
Okay. Daddy's gonna be so proud of you.
Yeah.
Oh, thank you, honey.
Where is she? Getting dressed.
She looks beautiful. Just like her mother.
Better. It's nice, isn't it?
Lindsay going out, you and me being able to be alone tonight.
[ Phone Ringing ] I'll get it. Hello.
Hey, Claudia. Yeah. How you doing? Good. Matthew around there?
Yeah, sure,just a minute. It's Walter.
What happened? That old Jeep of yours conk out and you need a lift?
Not this time, boy.
No, unless I've been around this sometimes filthy, sometimes impossible business...
for over 40 years for nothing, then we're getting awful close, boy.
We're at 6,5 50 feet and getting a good show of oil across that shaker.
Maybe you ought to come on out here.
Did you hear me, boy? I hear you, Walter.
Well, come on, come on. You want me to send you your half of the RollsRoyce maybe?
No need for that. I'm on my way.
She's coming in, Claudia. He feels pretty damn sure this time.
Oh, Matthew, that's great. I'll come with you.
Well, uh, I'd like you to, but...
well,you can't, honey. Matthew, I wanna come with you.
I know, but if it does come in...
well, they're gonna be wanting to go out and celebrate and
Well,you understand, don't ya?
Matthew, I really need to be with you tonight.
You just can't. You know what I feel?
I feel that you care more about that damn well than you do about a marriage that is
What? Sinking slowly. Disintegrating.
Don't start on me now. I mean, not now.
What happens when a well comes in, Matthew? Does everybody cheer?
Yeah, everybody cheers.
And what happens after they cheer? They celebrate?
If it comes in, yeah.
Who are you planning on celebrating with, Matthew? Walter and the boys.
Who were you planning on celebrating with...
after you celebrate with Walter and the guys?
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
Exactly what it sounds like. Who, Matthew? What's her name? Who?
I don't think I get your meaning.
Maybe it's my English. Maybe my English isn't that good. With whom, Matthew?
Now I'm real excited and I'm happy.
And this could be just could be
the happiest and most important time of my life.
Now, are you gonna cut out all this and at least allow me that?
Mom, I really don't feel so hot. [ Engine Starts ]
I'd rather not go to some drippy party anyhow. [ Engine Revs, Tires Screech ]
You heard us. Part of it.
Now you don't want to go to Tania's? No.
Come here, baby. Come on.
Now all married people argue.
We do, Tania's parents do.
Everybody who wears a marriage band argues.
Well, maybe, but...
I don't know if they argue that heavy.
If all the husbands and men...
walk out like he just did
Lindsay, he's your father.
He's the best man I've ever known.
I want you to know that, and I don't ever want you to forget it.
And if he has to blow once in a while...
like he said, he's entitled.
Okay. Yeah.
I just don't want to see you get hurt.
I'm not getting hurt.
And what'll hurt me is if you don't want to go to this party tonight...
and you think you have to stay home and babysit me that'll hurt me.
Now come on. You look beautiful.
I want you to go and have a good time. Hmm?
Okay. Good. Go on.
That's my girl.
Go on.
I'm late. Sorry.
Andy Laird came in. Had some news about the overseas situation.
It seems that the crisis over there is lessening somewhat...
and we may be able to get at least half our oil reserves back.
Good news, huh?
Oh.
On the way home, I asked Michael to stop by at Mr.Jurgen's.
It seems that Mr.Jurgen closes up that flower shop promptly at 6:00 every night...
and he sits himself down to dinner...
and nothing's going to interfere.
Why, I was there. It must have been only four minutes after 6.00.
But you know how stubborn the old fella is. He just wouldn't open up the place for me.
How about that?
But then I told him that I happened to be married...
to the most beautiful woman that I'd ever known...
and ever will know.
And that something happened between us the other day that
Well, something that I'm very sorry about...
and deeply ashamed of.
Something that I know hurt her very much and...
something that could have damaged her faith in me and her love for me.
Well, anyway...
Mr.Jurgen finally put down his fork...
and he left the rest of his Rouladen mit dumplings sitting in the plate...
and he went down and he opened up the shop for me...
so I could buy these and...
tell you how truly sorry that I was.
Would you open them, please, Krystle?
The old fuchsia routine.
It worked for me once.
Oh, Krystle...
you seem to have the strangest kind of power over me.
It's just that it's not my nature to have anyone affect me this way...
to be so close to me.
It's not that I wanted the child that much; it's just that...
I wanted a part of me...
to live inside you...
to be with you
to be with you after I'm gone.
Oh, Blake, you're not going anywhere.
Maybe,just maybe...
if you loved me, I could live forever.
[ Walter ] We've been here all night. I hope something happens soon.
What are you thinking?
I'm thinking just what I thought on my last job and the one before that.
I'm nervous as hell. How about you?
Same. The same.
Want to dance?
No, thanks, Christopher.
Boy, you're really into this. Why'd you even come tonight anyway?
Because she's my best friend, and I invited her, turkey.
You want to dance? Later.
He's right, you know.
You look real cheerful. I'm not feeling so hot tonight.
Well, don't let my mother, the hypochondriac, hear it.
She'll figure it's contagious, and, poof, there'll go the whole party.
Did you call your mom? Yeah, but she didn't answer.
Oh. She's probably in the shower or something.
Why don't you go ahead and try again while I get some more potato chips.
BecauseJohnny Epstein and Christopher are eating like their fathers went on welfare.
Can I have a martini, please? Martini coming up.
Hi.
First time here?
Mmhmm.
Hey, haven't we met somewhere before?
No.
Hmm. I guess you've never been to Detroit. Great city.
I keep hearing a lot about it.
Want to hear more, the real inside stuff?
I mean, about what really goes on in Grosse Pointe?
Not particularly.
Okay.
You have excellent taste.
He's a creep.
A certifiable, bona fide, doubledigit I.Q. creep. Yeah.
As a matter of fact, that guy is the sovereign state of Michigan's gift to creepdom.
Now, on the other hand, I am generally regarded as fairly likable...
reasonably good looking
I'm a whiz at my job. And very modest.
I'm an account executive for Marlin Cosmetics.
My name is Lawrence Armstrong, and I'm known as Larry to my friends, both old and new.
What's your name? Claudia.
It's nice to meet you, Claudia. Paul.
You'll be so kind as to put Claudia's drink on my bill? Will do.
No, please! Oh, please. Please
Stop. Hey, ease up.
All right, look. I'm sorry if I came on a little too fast.
Why don't we go upstairs and have a drink? No.
No?
Claudia, we just spent practically the whole evening together.
I mean, what was the point of coming here to my apartment?
Now I thought that we were having a real good time together...
that we felt something for each other.
I made a mistake. I'm married.
So am I. What difference does that make?
Please. Please.
Hey, what the hell are you, some kind of a tease?
Mind if I come in?
Does it make any difference if I mind?
You're the boss's daughter. I'm paid to do what I'm told.
I couldn't sleep.
Besides, I was kind of bored, what with Jeff away and all.
You look more bored when he's around.
Cheap shot, Michael.
Makes us even. This is some kind of cheap visit, isn't it?
Only it so happens that now that you're a...
married woman...
far be it for me to take advantage of the fact.
Boy, that English wench must be something terrific.
What wench?
Colby's secretary. Janet, is it?
Oh.Jennifer.
""Oh.Jennifer.''
Well, I understand that you and ""Oh,Jennifer''...
have become quite close, as it were.
As it were.
How is she?
Well, now, that's a [ Clears Throat ]
that's a real big order.
Know what I like the most about her...
hard as it'll be for you to believe?
What, pray tell?
Her accent...
and the way she talks...
and the things she knows and says.
About her boss and me?
You and Cecil? A little bit, yeah.
Yeah, I'll bet a little.
I don't think she's particularly interested in you, Fallon.
Not when it comes to the fine, upstanding Carrington clan.
But Mrs. Carrington
Krystle Carrington.
Now therein lies
lays
lies another story.
Which you are going to tell me. Why should I?
I don't owe you anything.
Well, because if you don't tell me what I wanna know...
I'm going to have to assault you
despite your best efforts destroy your reputation.
Tell me about my father's wife.
Well, now, it, uh, seems that Jennifer knows the secretary
private secretary
another English wench, as you'd put it
of a loan shark by the name of Volkert.
And it seems that one day not too long ago...
your father's wife paid him a visit...
along with some jewelry.
And that when she left his office...
she was about $40,000 richer.
You want me to go on?
Yes, go on.
Say ""please.''
Michael, I said it. Go on.
Your father ever finds out about this, and he'll kill me...
and the lady's liable to get hurt.
He won't find out... from me.
Go on.
Please?
Hello?
It's Claudia, Steven.
I'm in trouble.
I didn't know who else to call.
Where?
Uh, give me about 1 5 minutes, okay?
Where have you been? Slumming. Where are you going?
Emergency. What time is it, anyway?
Digital's not working. Oh, did your biorhythm screw up the works?
What kind of an emergency? Steven? [ Door Opens ]
I'm sorry. I I needed a friend tonight.
I don't know what got into me tonight.
That bar...
that man.
I've never done anything like that in my life.
But you didn't do anything.
I almost did.
Come on.
You feeling better?
Yeah, a little.
I feel safe with you. [ Scoffs ]
I don't mean ""safe.'' I mean, I feel good with you.
Even after I made a pass at you?
Steven, a stolen kiss in that messy kitchen
it's hardly a pass.
It's hardly an affair.
Anyway, I thought of it as a brotherly kiss.
Oh, did you now?
Well, I mean...
it was very sweet and sensitive...
like you are.
Don't ever change, Steven. Promise me.
I promise.
I should go home. Where are you going in the morning?
Uh, our cabin. Up on the lake.
Manchester Lake. You know where it is?
Yeah.
I go there sometimes, to be by myself...
and just to... get away.
I know what you mean. It sounds great.
I wish I could go with you.
I should get back to my car now.
Morning. Is Daddy sleeping in?
No. He got up early and went to the club.
Then he's going riding. Oh, good for him. The sun'll do him good.
He's been looking sallow lately. Yuck!
These eggs look powdered. Could I have some softboiled eggs, please?
You ever get the feeling that someone in the kitchen is doing a little pocketing on the side?
Krystle, what are you wearing to the party tonight?
I mean, so that we don't clash, heaven forfend.
You mean the Randolph party?
Your father and I decided not to go.
Oh, I don't blame you. Bores.
But I promised Lenore I'd be there, so
Can I ask a favor of you? Sure. What?
Can I borrow your necklace to wear? The emerald job?
Just for tonight?
Of course.
You sure you don't mind? No.
Thanks.
[ Knocking ] Just a minute.
Come in.
Wait till Lenore comes down those stairs wearing those river pebbles she calls emeralds.
She'll make Fritzie sell the Corniche and fly to South America for replacements.
You know, I remember the first time I saw these.
Daddy and I went shopping before the wedding.
He said he wanted to get you something really special...
and he wanted me to help him decide.
Well, I saw these and I said, ""Right.
They will turn any woman into a princess.''
You were in Reno when your father bought me the necklace, Fallon.
Was I? [ Chuckles ]
Oh, yeah. Of course. I must be confusing it with something else.
Getting old.
Well, I can't take them.
I mean, they're yours, sparkling with love and sentiment and God knows what.
Is there something you want to have out with me, Fallon?
Krystle, what a melodramatic question. Have what out?
If it's that sweet talk I overheard between you and Matthew, I mean, it was a party.
We, all of us, say things at parties.
I mean, if I had been quoted after two sips of champagne. Really, have what out?
Never mind.
[ Dr.Jordan ] Newjob bugging you?
Nope.
I like the job.
I mean, I think it's the job that's saving me
the job and Lindsay.
Lindsay? How? She likes me, and that makes me feel really good.
So far, so good. Now about the real rotten.
I went to a singles bar last night.
I got smashed, and I let this man pick me up.
That's not true. I picked him up.
Now what is wrong with me? Am I some kind of an animal? A hooker?
What did Matthew say when you got home?
Matthew wasn't there.
Matthew was at the drill site. His partner called.
Go on. I exploded.
Why? Because I wanted to go with him.
I asked him if I could, and he said no.
What did you feel? Do you think he was wrong?
Yes, I thought he was wrong. What do you think now?
Now I think that maybe I was the one that was wrong.
Now I think that I am concerned about myself picking up strange men in bars.
I'm concerned about my life.
Am I ever going to get it together? Ever?
I am concerned about Matthew.
Why can't I even get him to respond to me?
Sexually? Still? Yes, sexually still.
Emotionally. Verbally. Name it.
And that is why you picked up a man, and you had a fight with your husband...
and you are sitting here now, fighting back the tears which you refuse to let out.
It's Matthew you're angry with, isn't it?
You've been hinting for sometime now about another woman.
Are you gonna talk about that, or we gonna pretend it doesn't exist?
His exboss's wife.
I'm not interested in who.
I'm interested in whether or not you've confronted Matthew with this yet.
How do you know it's true?
Have you talked about it with him, given him a chance to at least defend himself?
No, I haven't.
I don't have to.
Because in my heart...
I know he loves her...
not me.
Hello, Claudia.
Mrs. Carrington.
Call me Krystle. How's your family?
Matthew's fine.
He's at the drill site waiting for good news.
That's great.
Do you come here often? I used to.
Hmm. I never used to.
But I'm beginning to appreciate new things.
How wonderful to have that gift, that that talent.
There are all kinds of talents, Mrs. Carrington.
There's the talent of being beautiful...
and getting any man that you want to fall in love with you.
There's the talent of getting what you want out oflife.
Now that's a true talent, isn't it?
Sorry. I hope that doesn't sound like a strange question coming from someone with my background.
Your past is past, Claudia. It could happen to any of us.
Don't you be nice to me, because I'm not here to be nice to you.
I'm not here by accident, either. I called your house to see where you were.
You see...
I think that you and my husband slept together when I was in the hospital.
Have you asked Matthew about this?
I'm asking you.
That's very unfair, Claudia.
Matthew's your husband. I'm nothing to you.
And Blake Carrington is your husband.
What is it that you want?
I mean, don't you already have enough?
Damn, I think we got something, Walter. Yeah, we do, boy. We do.
Hey, something's about to happen over here!
[ Blake ] Any word from Jeff?.
Yeah, he called from Paris. He's hating it, he says.
Might be nice if you joined him over there. You trying to get rid of me?
No, I just know how much he'd like to have you with him.
You need me here. To do what?
Well, brush off and polish your boots.
Fallon, you have a husband now.
I hate the George Cinq Hotel.
Call him up. Tell him you're coming and for him to move to the Meurice.
I loathe the Meurice.
Do you know they used it for Nazi headquarters during the war?
Suppose I found myself sleeping in Field Marshal Goering's favorite room?
I tell you, if it comes to a showdown between you and Goering's ghost...
you know where I'd put my money.
Have you heard? What?
LankershimBlaisdel Number 1 . What about them?
The well came in this morning, 1 1 :00.
Hmm.
*[ Ends ] Here you go, fellas.
[ Chuckles ] All right, hold it now.
Let's have a little quiet here. I, uh
I'd like to propose a toast...
to a man that's been like a father to me.
A man who taught me a lot aboutabout life.
To Walter Lankershim.
You see, this this guy here...
he's the one who had the guts, the courage and the brains
Tell 'em! [ All Chuckle ]
the one who smelled it down there
[ Chuckles ] oil
when every damn major oil company around here passed over this land.
Including Carrington and his dumb leasehounds. Yeah!
Yeah, but they got into it a little too late, didn't they? Even for dumb!
[ All Shout Agreement ] Well, all right.
So, hold it. So, to Walter Lankershim.
The man who had the foresight to go out there and buy those leases...
with the money he got from a hundred farmers...
by begging and pleading...
and, well, shall we say just a little bit of manipulating.
You? Just a little.
I'll drink to that. Yeah!
Now I want to give a toast, and I want to say...
the only serious thing that I'm gonna say all evening, maybe forever.
I want to give a toast to my friend...
Matthew...
who gave up the security of a major oil company...
and the security of a check every week...
to come in on 50% of nothing but a dream.
A dream that now, thanks to you boys, and thanks to Matthew, is a reality.
To Matthew Blaisdel! [ All Cheering ]
Mmm. Okay.
Now that we've got this guy in a mellow mood...
what do you say we get him over to the piano to play us a little tune?
I mean, like Padrewski...
and Stradivarius and Horowitz and Terry Bradshaw...
and all the other great musicians that have passed on before me...
how could I say no to such a devout group of oilmen...
and toolpushers and riggers and musicologists?
That's us! Ha!
Where's your mother? I didn't see the car. She's out.
Where? I don't know. She phoned.
She said that she might be out for a while.
She told me to go back to Tania's if you got too late.
Hmm.
Well, guess what.
I got some good news. The well came in.
That's good.
I thought I might bring you a little present.
I kind of think you're partial to chocolatecovered Brazils.
I am. Thank you. You're welcome.
I got this for Mom. It's a Beatles album she always liked.
In fact, it's the first song we heard when we first met.
Well, honey, you can do that later.
[ Sharply ] I want to do it now.
Hey. Come here.
Okay.
Unload on your old man. What is it?
Nothing.
Problem at school?
Yeah.
Sometimes I feel bad about dropping out of the play...
after Mom finished making the costume and everything.
Lindsay, you're talking to your father now.
What is it?
Am I a bastard?
Hey, hey, hey. What kind of a question is that?
Well, that's what you call them, isn't it?
People who are born when their parents aren't married?
Lindsay, where'd you ever get such a notion?
I looked up your marriage license.
I see.
I went to the hall of records, or whatever you call it, and I looked it up.
Well, you listen to me very carefully.
Your mother and I, we were young, and we were kids...
but we loved each other very much.
So...
by having it happen before it should have happened...
doesn't mean anything.
It just means that we both love you that much more.
You say that you loved Mom when it happened.
Yes.
Do you love her now?
I mean, more than anything in the whole world, including me?
Well, sure I do, honey, but I love you in a different way.
Do you love her more than anything...
in the whole world, period?
Yes.
I don't think so, Daddy.
I'm glad about your well.
What did Krystle say?
She said ask your husband.
Did you?
Don't you see? By her saying nothing, she was saying it was true.
Here. Here's some wine.
I understand that.
But I don't understand why you didn't ask Matthew.
I just didn't.
He's at the drill site. The well came in.
I know that.
But I don't think that's really the reason, Claudia. I mean, is it?
You can tell me. It's okay. I mean, all you have to do is just say it.
I just guess...
I didn't wanna ask him.
I didn't wanna hear him say it.
Oh, I just don't want to feel hurt anymore.
Am I wrong?
No, you're not wrong.
Wrong is when you hurt somebody. That's the only wrong I know.
I don't even know what I'm doing here.
You didn't even ask me here. Why don't you just say it to me?
Say, ""Claudia, leave.'' Steven, say it.
Because I don't want you to leave.
I want you to stay here.
Hold me.
Do you know how important this night is to me, Claudia?
You see, I, uh
I've never really been with a woman before.
And I guess, uh, that's why I wonder
You don't have to wonder, Steven.
There's a beautiful gentleness about you.
A tenderness that transcends gender.
That's something you're never gonna lose...
no matter what happens after tonight.