Dynasty

This is moment you find out who you are.

— Believe me, there was no other choice.
— You, Blake, should never start a sentence with believe me.

You are the one on the right, in case you're confused. And if you think a pair of sunglasses and a dark lip will be enough for me to let this go, then your face isn't the problem, Mother, your brain is.

— Fallon, you're sitting in your own publishing house.
— That will never be a real empire, because I am too busy putting out my dad's fires. And every time I think I have gotten a breath of fresh air, I end up choking on his smoke.

I'm Fallon Carrington. I run this town. I make the rules and I always win.

— Good thing you're just a hack. Now, get your sorry ass out of my house, now.
— You have nothing to show for yourself but a string of failures and scandals. Now you want a memoir celebrating your success? Sure, I'm the hack. You're an entitled little rich bitch.

— It's our dynasty.
— No, it's not. Femperial is mine. But do I ever get a chance to work on it? No, because I am too busy covering for your malfeasance. And all you care about is Adam.

You make me look like a liar, and worse, an abuser sympathizer. And my company, my entire brand, is specifically about giving a woman a voice after they've been silenced. And here I am, the daughter of a man who's trying to silence them.

I swear, this family has more secrets than Trump's mistress.

A marriage may not last, but an ex-wife is forever.

You've done nothing but tear this family apart since the day you arrived. You tried to drive a wedge between Steven and Sam, you did your best to destroy my marriage with Blake, you even pitted your own children against each other. The truth is Alexis, I'm a much better mother to your children than you ever were. Then again, you set the bar pretty low.

— I'm sorry. Why wouldn't they look for a woman who tried to kill all of you last Thanksgiving?
— Oh, daddy didn't tell you? He didn't report it to the cops. Instead, he paid to lock her up in a loony bin. Don't worry, they had crafts.

You know, I grew up in a family where, if you don't stab someone in the back before dinner, you don't get dessert, so I forget sometimes that there are some decent people in this world.