- Fallon Carrington Colby: Take Miss Bethany, now. The innocence of Marie Osmond, the eyes of Grace Kelly, the smile of Goldie Hawn - it does rather look like she was put together out of spare parts, doesn't it?
- Steven Carrington: [about Blake] Yeah? Maybe he could take out an ad in the Denver Chronicle. "My son slept with a woman. He's not a freak after all'.
- Blake Carrington: [after winning a game of pool] That'll be five dollars.
- Joseph: Considering the difference in our incomes, that doesn't seem very sportsmanlike to me.
- Blake Carrington: Well, that's an old line of yours, Joseph, and it's not going to work. Besides, I need the money.
- [snaps his fingers]
- Jeff Colby: By the way, have you met these folks? I mean, really met them? Cecil Colby, you know, of course. Been called an "unprincipled conglomerature."
- Bethany: What's that?
- Jeff Colby: Oh, never mind. Oh, he's kind of proud of it though, anyway, and you know "pride goeth before destruction." Actually, he's a white slaver - buys and sells people. So you look out for him.
- Bethany: Not Cecil?
- Jeff Colby: And this fellow over here, Andrew Laird. He's gotten a little thick around the middle, but would you believe he was once one of the most brilliant criminal attorneys in the Rocky Mountain states? He gave up his career to shuffle papers for Blake Carrington. Oh, at a a scandalous salary, of course! But then who am I to judge Andrew Laird... when I've been bought for a spoiled little girl's monkey on a string?
- [Fallon stares daggers]
- Jeff Colby: It didn't even cost the price of a new polo pony. Blake Carrington I never did like very much. When I was a kid he scared the hell out of me. I sure wasn't real anxious to have him as a father-in-law. But tonight I got to confess, I feel sorry for him, because he's been bought, too, just like the rest of us. Or sold, depending on your point of view.
- Blake Carrington: Are you quite finished, Jeff?
- Jeff Colby: Not quite. The one I think we really ought to drink to is Krystle. Now, she married into this emerald-studded zoo of ours without any preparation at all. And who knows what price she's gonna pay for it.
- [raises his glass]
- Jeff Colby: To you, Krystle. Good luck, kid. You're gonna need it. Well, I'm done now. Oh, if there's anyone I haven't offended, please excuse me, but I promised this young lady the next dance.
- Fallon Carrington Colby: I guess deep down, well, let's just say I'm a romantic. And Krystle's a woman in love. She's in love with you, Matthew.
- Matthew Blaisdel: And you don't want to see the path of true love covered with tumbleweeds?
- Fallon Carrington Colby: Yeah, something like that.
- Matthew Blaisdel: Fallon, you and I don't know each other very well, but right now I can tell you this: you're about as convincing as a rattlesnake that's been taught to purr. Now what the hell do you really want?
- Fallon Carrington Colby: Okay, cards on the table. I want you to do us all a favor. Take Krystle off my father's hands and away from him. For his sake, and for hers.
- Matthew Blaisdel: And yours?
- Fallon Carrington Colby: And mine.
- Blake Carrington: Funny, isn't it, how the people you trust the most will do you in, cut you the closest? That's what Julius Caesar had to learn.
- Joseph: Learned a little too late to do anything about it, don't you think?
- Blake Carrington: Well, perhaps I should profit from Caesar's experience.
- Fallon Carrington Colby: I married you because I made a deal with the devil. I wish to God I hadn't!
- Jeff Colby: What kind of deal?
- Fallon Carrington Colby: Nothing. Forget it.
- Jeff Colby: [growing angry, grabs Fallon by the arms] I said, what kind of deal?
- Fallon Carrington Colby: Let go of me!
- Jeff Colby: [furious, grabs Fallon's hair, pulls her head back, speaks through gritted teeth] What kind of deal?
- Fallon Carrington Colby: You disgust me, you really do. I married you because your uncle promised to bail out my father if I did.
- Blake Carrington: Let me show you the cockpit of this flying hotel and you'll see what I mean.
- Bethany: Do you mind, Cecil?
- Cecil Colby: No, no, of course not. But just don't let him tell you he's run out of gas and wants to park.
- Blake Carrington: [raises his glass] Cecil, to you. You've been a good friend. And more. I don't think it's any secret here at this table that you helped me out of some small difficulty recently.
- Jeff Colby: And all it cost you was your daughter. Well, that's not a very large price to pay for survival, is it, Blake?
- Blake Carrington: What happened to those days when daughters were virgins, and sons took over their father's businesses, and wives cherished their husbands, forsaking all others?
- Fallon Carrington Colby: Sounds almost like a wedding invitation.
- Cecil Colby: If it were... could you find it in your heart to RSVP gracefully?
- Fallon Carrington Colby: [holds flimsy night-slip hidden behind her back] Steven, why didn't you tell me you were seeing a lady?
- Steven Carrington: Who said I was?
- Fallon Carrington Colby: The evidence, my dear Watson, the evidence.
- [holds it up]
- Steven Carrington: Give me that.
- Fallon Carrington Colby: [giggles, jumps back playfully, scampers about the room] Who is she? Is she somebody that I know?
- [jumps over couch, clutching the garment]
- Steven Carrington: [chasing after her] I said give me that!
- Fallon Carrington Colby: Why don't you invite her over for dinner? I made enough for four.
- Steven Carrington: [tries to snatch the slip from her, but Fallon quickly yanks it away] I can't. I'd like to.
- Fallon Carrington Colby: Is she married?
- Steven Carrington: Fallon, can we get off this, please?
- Fallon Carrington Colby: Okay.
- [tosses him the lingerie]
- Fallon Carrington Colby: You are gonna tell Dad though, aren't you? I mean, even if you don't tell him who it is.
- Steven Carrington: Dad? Why should I tell him?
- Fallon Carrington Colby: Because it would make him feel better about...
- [shrugs]
- Fallon Carrington Colby: everything.
- Steven Carrington: Yeah? Maybe he could take out an ad in the Denver Chronicle. 'My son slept with a woman. He's not a freak after all.'
- Fallon Carrington Colby: Come on, Steven, give him a little credit. It would just make him...
- Steven Carrington: Make him *what?* Love me?
- Fallon Carrington Colby: Couldn't hurt.
- Steven Carrington: Well, he *should* love me, and not because of - of who I'm seeing. He should just... He should just love me.
- Fallon Carrington Colby: Do you love him?
- [just then, the doorbell rings]