- Jeff Colby: The gate just called. Blake and Krystle are on their way. Where's Adam?
- Fallon Carrington Colby: Probably at the office making arrangements for his coronation.
- Jeff Colby: [to Sammy Jo joining them] Did you bring Krystle's diary?
- Sammy Jo Dean Carrington: [patent black leather trousers] No.
- Jeff Colby: Why not?
- Sammy Jo Dean Carrington: Because I didn't. I'm going upstairs to get Krystina.
- Fallon Carrington Colby: Trouble in paradise?
- Jeff Colby: Knock it off.
- Sammy Jo Dean Carrington: [going up the stairs, where the little girl, now blonde, is sitting midway up] Well, there you are, Krystina. Guess what? Your Mommy's here.
- Krystina Carrington: [uncertain] Is she... all right?
- Sammy Jo Dean Carrington: Of course she's all right. She can't wait to see you.
- Jeff Colby: [at front door, Krystle and Blake enters] Hi.
- Krystina Carrington: Mommy!
- Krystle Carrington: [greeting Jeff and Fallon] Hi.
- Krystina Carrington: [charging down the stairs] Mommy!
- Krystle Carrington: Krystina!
- [scoops her up]
- Krystle Carrington: Oh, hello, darling. I missed you.
- [Blake smiles]
- Krystina Carrington: Where did you go? You scared me.
- Krystle Carrington: Did I? Oh, I'm sorry, darling.
- [strokes her hair]
- Krystina Carrington: Please don't leave me again. Please.
- [Blake looks on wistfully]
- Fallon Carrington Colby: You don't find it strange that none of us has actually talked to Krystle since she's been back? I mean, people don't just disappear into the middle of nowhere without some sort of explanation.
- Sammy Jo Dean Carrington: Some people do. Some people go off in spaceships.
- [smirks]
- Jeff Colby: Sammy Jo, please.
- Jeff Colby: I... I don't understand. Now, if... if Steven left the letters at the house, how did you end up getting them?
- Sammy Jo Dean Carrington: Actually, Fallon was nice enough to bring it over.
- Fallon Carrington Colby: Me, nice? There goes my image.
- Krystle Carrington: [at dining room table] What I don't understand is how did the letters get burned?
- Fallon Carrington Colby: [has clear suspicion] How do letters ever get burned? You drop them on a stove, you rub two boy scouts together, or maybe somebody put a match to them.
- Jeff Colby: Oh, come on, Fallon, who would do something like that?
- Fallon Carrington Colby: [sarcastic] Oh, I don't know.
- [Adam enters]
- Fallon Carrington Colby: Hello, Adam.
- Adam Carrington: Sorry I'm late.
- Blake Carrington: No problem.
- Krystle Carrington: [tension building] Do you think that somebody intentionally burned them?
- Sammy Jo Dean Carrington: [pointedly] I'd like to hear what Adam thinks.
- Adam Carrington: Excuse me?
- Sammy Jo Dean Carrington: Steven left two letters, mysteriously burned.
- Adam Carrington: [all innocent] What letters?
- Sammy Jo Dean Carrington: [snarls] Oh, you know damn well what letters! And you burned them!
- Adam Carrington: [scoffs] When did you dream that up?
- Fallon Carrington Colby: Oh, come on, Adam. You've always tried to make Steven look bad. But this is pathetic, even by your standards.
- Blake Carrington: Fallon...
- Adam Carrington: It's all right, Dad. I should have known who was behind this little fantasy.
- Krystle Carrington: [nearing breaking point] Please stop.
- Adam Carrington: Maybe Steven burned them himself. Maybe he decided he didn't wanna give them to you.
- Fallon Carrington Colby: [seething] Well, you got what you wanted.
- Blake Carrington: All right, now that's enough.
- Fallon Carrington Colby: By the process of elimination, you're finally the favorite son.
- Adam Carrington: I don't have to take this!
- [unnoticed, Krystle is imploding rapidly]
- Blake Carrington: I said that's enough! I don't want to hear any more about those letters. If Adam said that he didn't do it, he didn't.
- Krystle Carrington: [clutches tablecloth, upsetting every kitchen utensil on table] Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!
- [everything clatters]
- Sammy Jo Dean Carrington: [scoffs] I don't know what you're so wound up about. There's nothing in it that would interest them anyway.
- Jeff Colby: What?
- Sammy Jo Dean Carrington: The police. There's nothing in the diary they'd care about.
- Jeff Colby: You mean you read it?
- Sammy Jo Dean Carrington: Yes.
- Jeff Colby: Ugh, Sammy Jo, what right do you have to pry into somebody else's life?
- Sammy Jo Dean Carrington: I have my reasons.
- Jeff Colby: Reasons? Why?
- Sammy Jo Dean Carrington: [scoffs] Because I... I was worried about my aunt. Because I wanted to know what happened.
- Jeff Colby: Sammy Jo, we specifically...
- Sammy Jo Dean Carrington: Oh, shoot me, okay? I did it! I also cheated on my eighth grade English exam, I... I steal ashtrays out of hotels, and I have been known to cross the street when the sign says 'Don't Walk.' Not everyone is blessed with your instincts for right and wrong.
- Jeff Colby: Okay, all right.
- [two second pause]
- Jeff Colby: What did it say?
- Sammy Jo Dean Carrington: [scoffs] Don't tell me you wanna know.
- Jeff Colby: Yeah. I'm concerned about Krystle too.