Recap: Jeff pulls up in front of Claudia's apartment building and sees an ambulance and police cars parked out front. Someone is being wheeled out on a stretcher, and Nick is barking orders at the paramedics...and Jeff soon realizes that the person on the stretcher is Claudia. He asks Nick what happened, and Nick tells him he's not quite sure. The two spot Krystle stumbling out of the building, looking discombobulated...and Nick instructs Jeff to give her a ride to the hospital, and says he'll meet the two of them there. Jeff goes over to Krystle and steers her over to his car, and she moans, "Oh Jeff!" and tells him about how Claudia had a gun she intended to use on Cecil, and that she tried to wrestle it away from her just before it went off. She wails, "Oh God, Jeff! What if I've killed her?!" then climbs inside his car and starts weeping.
Blake and Andy are aboard the Denver-Carrington jet, en route to Las Vegas. Blake smugly says, "I'm finally going to meet Logan Rhinewood face-to-face." He adds that, at long last, he's going to get what he wants - and Andy somehow refrains from laughing out loud and replies, "I hope so." Blake declares that the $50,000 he offered to Ray Bonning to set up the meeting was definitely one of his better investments, which is high praise (of himself) since he's made a lot of great investments. Kudos to you, Blake!
Claudia's in the hospital, hooked up to a bunch of machines while Nick examines her. He assures her she's going to be OK, but she seems oblivious to his presence and repeatedly mutters, "No sign of life...Lindsay...sign of life...no..." blah blah..
Meanwhile, Jeff and Krystle are in the hospital's waiting room, anxiously waiting for word about Claudia's condition.
Nick is now testing Claudia's reflexes and eye movements, but her eyes can't seem to follow his finger. Mystified, he studies her x-rays and notices that there's a bullet fragment lodged in her brain, then remarks to the other doctors and nurses in the room that it might be contributing to the development of a blood clot. He declares that she needs immediate surgery...and in the background Claudia keeps muttering, "Lindsay...he lied to me...lied...lied to me...Lindsay..." I say just pull the plug - but then I'm a recapper not a doctor.
Nick comes out to the waiting room to give Krystle an update. He smiles and assures her that Claudia's doing just fine, but when she presses him for details, his smile disappears and he solemnly says, "There's a bullet fragment lodged in her head." LOL. Apparently, the fragment is lodged in her speech center, and she's beginning to show signs of dysfunction in that area. Krystle says she wants to see her, but Nick says there's no real point, then orders her to get some rest. He summons a nurse and asks her to find a room where Krystle can lay down...and a few seconds later Jeff appears and informs Nick that Blake landed in Las Vegas, but no one seems to know where he went after departing his plane. Nick urges him to do his best to find him and says, "His wife might be in trouble. Serious trouble."
Ray Bonning ushers Blake and Andy into a tacky looking suite and says that Logan Rhinewood will be along in just a minute. He asks Andy to wait in the den, and Andy's all, "Wha-a?" and insists on staying with his client...but Blake assures him he'll be all right on his own, so Andy obediently toddles off. Ray asks Blake for his $50,000, and Blake dutifully hands it over. Ray then gestures toward a chair and says, "He'll be with you when the light comes on" and Blake scrunches his wrinkly face in confusion and asks, "What light?" so then Ray opens the door of a little shelving unit, revealing a camera and a large speaker. Blake just stares up at it, mystified.
As Claudia is being wheeled off to the OR, Nick's boss (Tom) arrives and says he heard that Mrs. Carrington was involved in a shooting. Nick confirms that Claudia Blaisdel was shot, and that he's going to operate on her to remove a bullet fragment. He solemnly adds, "I pray to God she'll be able to talk again." Yeah, 'cause it'd be a tragedy if she was no longer able to bitch and moan about her missing/dead crybaby daughter 24/7.
A mystery man is in an elaborate control room, pushing a bunch of buttons until he gets a live video feed of the Las Vegas suite in which Blake and Ray are standing. Blake is griping, "It's been twenty minutes now. Where is he? What is this ridiculous set up?" LOL. Suddenly, the gruff voice of Logan Rhinewood growls through the speaker, "Good eeeevening, Mr. Carrington." LOL. Blake angrily demands to have a face-to-face conversation, but Rhinewood says he's a busy man and is a thousand miles away from Las Vegas. Blake whines that this set up wasn't the condition of the meeting and calls it a farce. He gets up to leave, but Rhinewood sternly warns him to sit his ass back down. He says this will be his last chance to talk to him for a loooong time, since he's off to Asia tonight...and Blake mulls that over for a few seconds and gives in. He tells Rhinewood that his sources have informed him that 40% of Denver-Carrington stock has been bought anonymously, and by anonymously he means him, and Rhinewood freely admits that he is indeed the buyer of all that stock. Blake takes a few seconds to absorb that admission, then proposes that Rhinewood bring some "creative thinking" to the table to make Denver-Carrington bigger and more profitable. He offers Rhinewood two seats on the company's board, but Rhinewood just chuckles and says it's obvious he just wants him on the inside so he can keep an eye on him, then snarls that that type of thinking is very misguided. Blake insists that he's only thinking of the good of the company, and Rhinewood smugly retorts that he owns nearly half of Blake's "erratic empire" and will figure out a way to own more. He growls, "And that will be the end of you!" Blake glares at the camera and shouts, "You maniac!" and suddenly Ray Bonning re-enters the room and says that the meeting is officially over, and promptly closes up the little shelving unit. Blake snarks about how the meeting wasn't face-to-face, which was the deal, then snaps, "I want my 50K back!" Ray just smirks back at him, and I doubt there's any way in hell he's getting his money back. Haha!
Joseph informs Fallon that Claudia has been shot and that Krystle was with her when it happened. He asks her if she plans on going to the hospital, but Fallon scrunches her face and says she doesn't think she'd be of any help. Well, true enough. She asks Joseph if he's heard from Steven, and he tells her he hasn't. And speaking of Steven..
A shirtless Steven is in a motel room in Hollywood, paying a hooker for their romp. She asks him if this is his first time having sex with a 'lady of the evening', and he's like, "Not exactly" and needlessly tells her about how he spent an hour with a hooker during the Bordello episode, but all they did was watch TV. So, um, yes. The hooker says she likes him for him - which is apparently a rare reaction to her johns - then asks him why his wife dumped him. He shrugs and says, "Maybe 'cause I'm just me and she sensed I was uncertain of myself" (and by uncertain he means back in the closet). He finishes getting dressed and leaves the room, ending a painfully awkward and thoroughly pointless scene.
Blake and Andy are on the corporate jet, on their way back to Denver. Blake is seething about how horribly the meeting went and how Rhinewood humiliated him...and he snarls, "I'll get him." The pilot calls from the cockpit to inform Blake that there's an emergency back home: Krystle was involved in a shooting and is being questioned by police. Egads!
Nick looks pleased with Claudia's x-rays and is confident that he can remove the bullet fragment from her brain. Tom's concerned 'cause it's lodged in her speech center, but then just kind of shrugs and goes, "I'll be in my office. Let me know when it's over." LOL. An orderly informs Nick that a cop is asking to see him, so he goes out into the hallway and finds a portly police lieutenant. He tells Nick he wants to question the woman who was with Claudia when she was shot, but Nick says that the unnamed woman is in a state of shock and in no condition to answer questions. Isn't that obstruction of justice or something? He stalks off and then rushes over to the room where Krystle and Jeff are hiding out. He instructs Jeff to take Krystle home - but to take her through the rear exit so she can avoid the police. Apparently she's too fragile a porcelain doll to have to face police questioning just yet.
Alexis is hanging out in her studio decked out in a white silk negligee and fur trimmed robe, enjoying an episode of The Love Boat (hee!). Cecil drops by and giddily presents her with a bottle of champagne, and Alexis says she's flattered that he wants to share his good mood with her. He tells her that things have been going well for him lately, particularly when he learned he's not Fallon's bio dad. Alexis tries not to look offended by his utter joy at not fathering the insufferable brat, and he pours them both a glass of champagne then toasts their unholy coupling. He reminds her about his marriage proposal, and she coyly tells him he's being very persistent and that she hasn't decided if she wants to marry him, so he says, "It could be a delightful union. Just think of the possibilities." She mulls that over, then smiles and purrs, "Yessss." He eyes her suggestively and says he'd like to "explore" the possibilities again...and the two stare at each other hungrily while the camera pans from his face to her face and then back again for what seems like a really loooong time. OMG. He then slips off her fur trimmed robe, and the two start making out in earnest.
Post coitus, Alexis and Cecil lay together on her little daybed. As Cecil sleeps off the afterglow, Alexis watches the news and catches a news story about Krystle being involved in the shooting of Claudia Blaisel. She perks up, puts on a thick robe, and dashes out of the studio.
Fallon is watching the same news report in the mansion's kitchen. Alexis breezes in and poutishly says she had to find someone to talk to about "poor Krystle", and Fallon just rolls her eyes and tells her to cut the shit, since everyone knows how much she despises Krystle. As Alexis starts tinkering with the espresso machine, Fallon tells her that their days of plotting together against Krystle are over. Alexis claims she just came over to see her...and also because she wants to be forgiven for the whole paternity debacle. She then asks about Steven, and Fallon informs her that he went off to Los Angeles to look for Sammy Jo. Alexis looks dismayed for a few seconds, then tries to tempt Fallon with juicy dish about Krystle's first marriage - but when Fallon expresses no interest in learning what it is, Alexis wryly murmurs, "That will be revealed in good time." She suddenly loses her desire for espresso and remarks that Joseph is going to have a big mess to clean up, then snarks, "Good!" Hee! (Though I doubt Joseph will be the one to personally clean the espresso machine - he'll probably just delegate the task to a flunky level housemaid.)
Elsewhere in the mansion, Jeff tells the portly police lieutenant he'll have to come back tomorrow 'cause Krystle has already gone to bed. Fallon suddenly appears and tells the cop she just saw Krystle a little while ago and offers to go get her...and an irritated Jeff shoots her the stink-eye.
Alexis rushes back to the studio and giddily tells Cecil about the shooting. Cecil just kind of shrugs disinterestedly and says he should probably get going...but she urges him to stay, and the two start getting it on all over again. Gross.
Krystle is in the study, wailing to the portly police lieutenant that he has it all wrong. She insists that she and Claudia argued over the gun 'cause she was afraid that Claudia would use it to harm herself or someone else (aka Cecil). Blake suddenly storms into the study and demands to know what's going on, so the portly police lieutenant explains that he's trying to determine if a crime has been committed. Blake snarls that the DA's office has been trying to get back at him ever since the Dinard trial, then barks, "No more questions!" and orders the cop to leave...which he fucking does. Get some balls, Portly. Blake hugs Krystle and says he's sorry he wasn't here during the traumatic aftermath of Claudia's shooting, and Krystle tells him that the police don't believe her account of the shooting. He tells her he spoke to Nick on his car phone on the way over and learned that the bullet fragment was successfully removed from Claudia's brain...and that she'll be OK. Sort of.
Back at the hospital, Nick is standing over a comatose Claudia, pleading, "Please come back." When she fails to respond, he begs, "Come on...come on!" LOL. I guess she's not so OK after all.
The next morning, Blake tells Joseph he's going outside to get some air. As he ambles around his estate, he catches Cecil leaving Alexis' studio and snarls, "You're on my property!" Cecil snarks back that Alexis owns her little house, and that he "lost that prize" when he divorced her. Cecil then fake sympathizes about Claudia's injury, and Blake bitchily informs him that Krystle is very traumatized by the shooting, then yells at Cecil for being worthless scum. Cecil counter-retorts that he's a "two-bit oil speculator who scrambled his way up from a hovel into a grand house" but is still so very common. Ouch.
Back in the tacky Vegas suite, Ray is sitting in front of the camera and speaker, telling Rhinewood he was able to locate another 10,000 shares of Denver-Carrington stock. Rhinewood agrees to buy the shares, even at the inflated price - and when he finishes the call, he swivels his chair around...and we see that Rhinewood is really Cecil. A-ha! Dull mystery solved.
Andy drops by the mansion to tell Blake that the DA refused to meet with him, and Blake gets all snappish and bitchy about his failure to arrange a simple meeting despite the giant retainer he pays him...then grumbles about how Krystle is "being tortured" by her involvement in the shooting. He's convinced that it's 'cause of their vendetta against him, but Andy says he doubts that the DA's office would give enough of a rat's ass to spend time and energy getting back at him. Blake insists they do and snarls that he refuses to allow them to attack Krystle. Their conversation is interrupted when Nick phones to inform him that Claudia is coming around and starting to speak. Blake looks pleased and says she'll be able to tell the police the truth, which means that the DA will no longer be able to implicate Krystle in the shooting.
Nick is testing Claudia's reflexes when Krystle and Blake enter the hospital room. Claudia stares listlessly at Nick and tells him to stop, so he starts testing her brain function and asks her her name, and she whimpers, "Claudia." Krystle looks visibly relieved, and Claudia stares over at her and menacingly snaps, "You." Krystle approaches her bedside and is all, "Hey girl!" and Claudia nonsensically mumbles, "Mistress of the house...the lady who has everything." Krystle scrunches her face in confusion and goes, "Alexis?" then says, "I'm not fond of her, but that's not important - 'cause you and I are." Claudia spacily asks, "Am I? Why am I important?" and Krystle ignores her question and breezily says, "Thank God you're recovering." She tries to get Claudia to talk about what happened when she was shot, but Claudia just stares at her and looks befuddled. Krystle then engages in some brazen witness tampering and prompts, "Remember? You snatched the gun and it accidentally went off..?" and Claudia unhelpfully mumbles, "Matthew gave me that gun a long time ago." Suddenly, the portly police lieutenant appears in the doorway and listens intently to Claudia's gibberish. Krystle prompts her again about how she merely tried to take the gun away from her, and Claudia moans, "I felt the pain. I felt the pain...when they told me about you and Matthew together." A panicked Krystle implores her to stay on track and focus on what happened last night, but Claudia just mumbles, "You stole him from me...was it last night?" She stares at Krystle in confusion for a few seconds, then finally tells her to go away 'cause she's too tired to talk.
A frustrated Krystle starts crying, and Nick and Blake look on grimly from across the room. The portly police lieutenant continues to stare with an inscrutable expression on his face, and when Krystle notices him in the doorway, she looks even more upset and cries harder...despite the fact that none of what Claudia is mumbling actually implicates her as the shooter.