NARRATOR:
Last on Dallas:
I'll do anything to make it up.
I don't wanna lose you.
Who's paying to have this project stopped,
Rand? Who?
I leave tomorrow.
- Bobby.
- Rest is up to you.
MARSHALL:
Rabbit didn't k*ll himself after all.
Whoever hanged him
tried to make it look like a su1c1de.
Forty percent of Michelle's share.
That gives you 20 percent
of the entire action.
- You are your father's son, after all.
- You don't wanna look like the bad guy?
When Cally leaves me,
and I assure you she will leave me...
...there won't be a person on this earth
that won't feel sorry for old J.R.
Nice to meet you, J.R.
Well, looks like you have quite a fan club.
He was fun for a while.
But, actually, the chase
was more interesting than the capture.
Get out of my house
before I sic the police on both of you.
We're going to get that proof, Atticus.
And when we do,
we'll be siccing the police on you.
J. R: You're doing a hell of a job
busting up my marriage.
Keep up the good work.
[CHUCKLES]
WOMAN [ON SPEAKER]: This is the final
boarding call for Flight 134 to Dallas.
We'd like to thank you for flying with us
today and we hope you have a pleasant trip.
Uh, you're gonna have to board now,
Mr. Ewing.
Wouldn't want that plane taking off
without you now, would we?
[BOBBY SIGHS]
Are you expecting someone?
No, I guess not. Thanks.
WOMAN [ON SPEAKER]: This is the final
boarding call for Flight 134 to Dallas.
We'd like to thank you for flying with us
today and we hope you have a pleasant trip.
The way this polygraph works, we measure
your responses to a series of questions.
- But if you don't relax...
- Don't tell me to relax.
Tell those two busybodies who keep sticking
their big noses where they don't belong.
I can't believe it.
I actually have to prove I'm me.
Now, if you don't calm down,
I can't guarantee these test results.
[SIGHS]
Now remember, I want you to answer
with a yes or no only.
- Are you ready?
- Yes.
- Were you born in San Angelo, Texas?
- Yes, sir, I was.
DOCTOR: Remember, yes or no only.
- Ah.
Yes.
Are you wearing a blue suit?
ARLEN:
No.
Did you serve in the Second World w*r?
Damn straight l... Yes.
- Was your mother's maiden name Hailey?
- Yes.
- Do you reside in Denver, Colorado?
- No.
I'm surprised
he volunteered to do this test, Ellie.
He didn't even bring his attorney
with him.
He does look more angry than worried.
He honestly believes
that he can bluff his way through this thing.
- Arlen was never that arrogant.
- Well, this Arlen is.
Clayton, what happens
if he is telling the truth?
What if he's not Atticus?
Go back to square one.
Goodbye, Mr. Jones, Mr. Smith.
Hello, Mr. Barnes.
Ah, Dora Mae, Dora Mae.
Did you notice what a beautiful day it is?
I don't think I've ever seen the sky
quite so blue. Ha, ha.
Just one of those days
that makes you glad to be alive.
Every once in a while, you have to stop...
You know that cliché... Just smell the roses.
I don't think I'll be going to my regular table.
I'm gonna have lunch with Mr. Ewing.
[CLIFF CHUCKLING]
Let me guess, 19,000 barrels a week
with very little pressure loss.
What are you talking about?
Your new baby down at Pride.
Quite a pumper.
I was reading a report just like that
this morning.
- May I get you something, Mr. Barnes?
- Uh, yes.
I'll have a scotch and water
and a cattleman's steak, french fries.
No, I think I changed my mind.
I'll have a low-cal salad.
Well, I find it surprising
a man as busy as you...
...can find time to come out
and have lunch.
Networking, J.R. I'm just networking.
You know, now that I'm no longer
a dime-a-dozen oil man...
...l'm supposed to sit down
with companies in trouble...
...and see if I can be of assistance.
But Ewing Oil is just doing fine.
I don't need your assistance.
You don't get it, do you?
Don't you know that every morning
I wake up, I say to myself:
"Do I like Bobby Ewing
more than I hate J. R?"
What's this leading to?
Well, I mean, the day that that answer is no,
then your company is out of business.
- What is this all about?
- Power.
The kind of power that Stephanie Rogers
has helped me grab. Heh, heh.
One of the best things I ever did in my life
was to hire that gal.
- Quite a lady.
- Mm. So I've heard.
Oh, listen, I know all about
you meeting with her.
She's got it all written down
and she's no fool.
Matter of fact, she's got you filed
in the blowhard category.
[CLIFF CHUCKLES]
Debbie, don't bother to sit that drink down
because I'm gonna move to my old table.
I don't think I can stand to sit here
and watch this man eat all this garbage.
Debbie, bring me a check.
I'm not hungry anymore.
DOCTOR: Did you have anything to do
with the m*rder of Mr. Curley Morrison?
ARLEN:
No.
DOCTOR: Did you have anything to do
with the m*rder of Robert Hutch?
ARLEN:
No.
Do you have any knowledge
of the whereabouts of Mr. Atticus Ward?
No.
All right. Thank you, Mr. Ward.
That should do it.
Let me help you take those wires off.
Mrs. Farlow, Mr. Farlow.
Good morning.
Did you come up with anything?
I'm afraid your suspicions
about Mr. Ward don't pan out.
We've checked fingerprints,
dental records, you name it.
They all add up the same.
The man in that room
is definitely Arlen Ward.
It'll take a day or two to analyze the test.
I'll call you as soon as I have the results.
Remember, this is not an exact science.
Any findings could be...
I'll tell you what the goldarn findings
are gonna be.
I'm Arlen Ward and I didn't have anything
to do with these murders.
Well, if that's true, I owe you an apology.
Apology, hell.
I'll be as rich as Daddy Warbucks
in a couple of days.
When rich people get mad, they start
looking around for someone to sue.
Farlow, get ready to spend
the rest of your life in court.
Bobby get off all right?
Yes. Yes, he did.
You know, I was half-expecting to get a call
from you saying you just had to go with him.
You sound like you wish I had.
Maybe I do.
I thought you wanted me to stay.
Honey, I only want what's best for you
and maybe staying here isn't it.
I don't understand this.
One minute you're telling me to stay and
the next, you're pushing me back at Bobby.
[AMY SIGHS]
Honey, Bobby loves you.
And I know you love him.
Please...
...don't use me or this town
to hide behind.
I'm not hiding.
I just don't wanna be hurt anymore.
April, love isn't all candy and flowers.
Of course there's hurt.
Of course there's pain. That's life.
Don't you think I know that?
I love Bobby so much sometimes,
I think I'm gonna explode.
But he doesn't feel the same way,
at least not anymore.
- Oh, that's not true.
- It is.
I know he loves me
but he also loves the oil business.
And I know there are gonna be times
where he puts his work ahead of me.
Honey, we all have ties to other things
in this life.
His love for his business...
...that doesn't take anything away
from his love for you.
Easy for you to say.
Happily married to a man
who adored you.
Happily married to a man
who d*ed far too soon.
Yes, we loved each other...
...and we thought it was gonna last forever,
but it didn't.
And I got hurt, and so did you,
and so did Shelley.
I'm glad I married him,
I'm glad I had those years with him...
...no matter how few they were...
...because I got to love
and be loved back.
And you don't ever wanna walk away
from that.
I'm afraid.
I'm so afraid.
Oh, honey.
We all are.
There are no guarantees in this life.
But it is so much better to be afraid
with someone you love...
...than to be afraid alone.
Yes, sir. I'm sure Mr. Ewing will be able
to clear up any misunderstanding.
Uh, no, sir, he's not here right now
but I'll be sure and give him your message.
[ELEVATOR BELL RINGS]
Yes, sir.
- Welcome back.
- Thank you. Is J.R. James in the office?
Uh, no. He hasn't been in all day
and I don't know where J.R. Is.
- Hi, Bobby, how was your trip?
- Just fine. Anything earthshaking?
Nothing critical.
Here's the updated geological report.
And here are your messages.
None of them were urgent.
- So how did it go in Ohio?
- Just fine, thank you.
Oh, uh, make reservations for me
at the Rafael Hotel in Paris.
It's time I had a vacation.
How many people
am I making reservations for?
Two.
Christopher's going with me.
It's time he got out...
...and saw the rest of the world.
Paris is a good start.
Uh, make reservations on the Concorde.
When do you wanna go?
- When's Easter?
- Mid-April.
The last two weeks in April
will be just fine.
J. R: Barnes gets this silly little grin on his
face when he thinks he's got me, right?
I wanted to reach across the table
and just punch his lights out.
Now, you've got to help me find those files
so I can nail that little man.
SERENA: Well, you know
I'll do whatever I can, J.R.
Well, press Rogers,
press him real hard, darling.
Now I know how persuasive
you can be.
And if you help me get those notes...
...you'll be sitting behind the wheel
of this pretty, little car if you like.
Long as I've known you,
you've been on Cliff Barnes' case.
This is different. There's something else.
Mm, you haven't met Ms. Rogers.
She's the kind of woman a man likes to see
kneeling at his feet, begging for mercy.
One of your specialties, I'm sure.
Mm. She's playing
some sort of game with me.
What she doesn't know is,
I don't play by the rules.
Can we have a salesman here?
I know you're the expert
on relationships...
...and I know that you have
my best interests at heart...
...it's just that I thought long and hard
about what you said at our last talk.
PATRICK: You mean about whether
your marriage is salvageable?
J.R. Can be really terrible sometimes.
He doesn't pay as much attention to me
as he did when we were first married.
But to be fair, I probably don't pay him
as much attention either.
It's the best thing you could do.
A man like J.R. Needs as much freedom
as he can possibly get.
He can't be expected to punch a time clock
in his own home.
That could be.
But lately, we've been together
a whole lot more...
...and we're working this thing out
together.
I think he's happier.
I know I am.
And we're gonna make this thing work.
PATRICK:
Now, Cally...
...l'm afraid you have a way
of oversimplifying complex issues.
Maybe, but I know you're wrong
about all this.
Lord knows J.R.'s got his faults.
A while back,
I thought just the way you do...
...and I was ready to leave him.
That's when he talked me into seeing you.
This is his idea.
He cares. He wants this marriage to work.
Oh, I'm sure he does want it to work,
but on his own terms.
No, sir, not my man.
He has been so great lately...
...it made me think about
the vows I took at my wedding.
And I swore "till death do us part,"
not once but twice...
...so I don't wanna hear the only answer
to my marriage problem is a divorce.
Now let's get back to work.
CLAYTON: That damn duck hook.
Now, why the hell do I do that?
There's got to be a simple explanation.
Well, there is, Ellie. My body stops
and my hands just take over.
Clayton, I'm talking about the murders.
This game is m*rder, Ellie.
Clayton, would you put
that stupid club down and talk to me?
- What's the matter with you?
- Clayton, do I have to remind you?
Two men were m*rder*d,
two men who you called friends?
No, you don't have to remind me.
Don't you think you should be paying slightly
more attention to them than this game?
There's no way I can bring them back.
I wish to God there was.
Well, then at least let's find out
who their m*rder*r is...
...and see that justice is done.
Well, I'd like to and I would.
But that polygraph expert called
and said that Arlen was telling the truth.
- He could have beaten that test.
- Maybe.
But that still doesn't give us any proof.
Being the last inheritor in the will
isn't enough.
Of course. The will.
- Clayton, that's the key.
- What is?
Curley Morrison was poisoned
at the reading of the will.
- So?
- So people don't walk around...
...with a bottle of poison in their pockets
just in case they wanna k*ll somebody.
And whoever k*lled Curley...
...must have known in advance
what was in the will.
Exactly.
My dear, don't you think it's time that
you and I paid Atticus' lawyer a little visit?
- Heh, ugh, I thought you'd never ask.
- Heh, heh. Come on.
MICHELLE: Here we go.
REYNOLDS: Sorry, Miss Stevens.
The price of material skyrocketed
since my bid.
Don't worry about it.
Do whatever you have to,
just keep this job moving.
Hey.
We had a deal, Reynolds.
This is not part of the deal.
I told Miss Stevens here
the materials had just gone up.
I don't care what you told her.
Either you do the job at the price
you contracted or we'll get somebody else.
- Now wait a minute.
- Shut up, Michelle.
Look, sometimes
we underestimate things.
No, you low-balled the bid
to get the contract.
Well, live with it.
- From now on, I write the checks.
- Hold on a second.
If you wanna get paid, it will be the amount
we agreed to by contract. Understand?
Yeah, I understand.
Just what the hell
do you think you're doing?
Protecting you. Do you have any idea
how much money you're spending?
This is a big project.
It takes a lot of cash to keep it going.
Cash that doesn't belong to you.
April gave me full authority to spend
whatever I had to.
But you have no idea
what you're spending it on.
What did you think this is? Playtime.
Come on, James,
I'm building a dream here.
Who cares if I spend a few dollars
here and there?
A few dollars? Michelle, this is a fortune.
Fine. We can send some of the bills
to McKay.
McKay is not financially obligated to us.
He only has the piece you gave him.
- You gave him the piece, not me.
- Lf you're not careful, this project...
...is never gonna pay off what it costs.
- So what?
April has the deepest pockets in town.
April made you a full partner.
Is this how you thank her?
She deserted me.
My whole life
I've worked for a deal like this...
...and just when it gets rolling,
she takes off.
She doesn't give a damn about me,
so why should I for her?
You know, I always thought a person's
true character came out under stress.
- James, I didn't mean it.
- Yeah, I know exactly what you meant.
[SIGHS]
CALLY [ON RECORDING]:
You're wrong, Patrick.
Lord knows J.R. 's got his faults.
A while back,
I thought the way you do...
...and I was ready to leave him.
That's when J.R. Talked me into seeing you.
This is his idea.
He cares. He wants this marriage to work.
[SIGHS]
I'm sorry, J.R.
I had no idea your wife was so resilient.
Knelman, you're supposed to be the best
in the business...
...and you blew it.
The reasonings of the human mind
cannot always be predicted.
Don't give me that psychobabble stuff.
I'm paying you big bucks.
You hypnotize or tranquilize her
or whatever you have to do...
...but get that woman out of my house.
Look, I really appreciate the money, J. R...
...but I think you made a mistake here.
Cally would have been gone
if you hadn't insisted on these sessions.
Well, she's not gone, she's still there.
You're supposed to be destroying her,
not curing her.
- Now, you better change your tactics.
- I can't.
Look I...
I can only take her to the edge.
You're the one
who is gonna have to push her off the cliff.
That's a very interesting theory,
Mrs. Farlow...
...but, unfortunately,
no one else has seen the tape.
Well, how about the written will?
Could someone have got their hands on that?
We keep all those documents
locked up very tight.
In any event, Mr. Ward made the new will
only a few days before he left for Florida.
Then when did the videotape come in?
About two days after that.
See, Atticus thought it would be amusing
to jab his friends, uh, in person, so to speak.
Someone must have seen the video
before the reading of the will.
Impossible. Only I saw it beforehand...
...and no one else was in the room.
Could someone have been listening
outside your office?
That's highly unlikely.
- Did you have an appointment waiting?
- Well, let's see.
I looked at that tape
immediately upon arrival.
That was on, uh, the 27th.
Who was it? Who'd you see?
It's not important.
I turned the tape off
as soon as he walked into the office.
- He didn't hear a thing.
- Who?
Oh, I'm sorry, Mrs. Farlow,
but that's privileged information.
Look, Spangler, we have a m*rder here.
Do we have to go down
to the police department and get a warrant?
It was Arlen. Arlen Ward.
Arlen Ward.
But the lie detector test showed
he was telling the truth.
You know as well as I do
these tests are not foolproof.
All right, even if he managed to manipulate
the test and overhear the tape...
...he still had an alibi
for the day of the m*rder.
Miss North is his alibi.
She would have lied for him.
Maybe so, but you can't prove that.
And until you can, Arlen is innocent.
Look, I've bent over backwards
listening to you and your suspicions.
Enough is enough.
I don't wanna see either of you back here
unless you have a proof.
[OFFICERS SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]
You're gonna love Paris.
There's no place like it.
I can't wait. It'll be so neat.
Paris? They don't even speak
English there.
Yeah, they speak French.
What do you expect?
England's better.
When I was there with my mom,
she took me all over.
Whoopee.
Uh, I bet you had a wonderful time
with your mother, John Ross.
I'm gonna be there with my dad,
kicking butt and taking names.
Hey, how do we look?
A little dressed up for a family dinner.
That's because we're going out.
I'm gonna be on The Lizzie Burns Show.
- You're kidding.
LUC Y: Nope.
They're doing a series on the Texas rich
and tonight's segment is on...
...inherited wealth
and how we inheritors spend it.
Heh, well, you're an expert on the subject,
so go, um, break a leg.
Oh, great, that's all I need. Heh.
When J.R. Gets home, will you tell him
I've gone with Lucy and we won't be late?
BOBBY: Sure.
- He called earlier. I forgot to tell him.
- Well, wish me luck.
- Good luck.
Hope she doesn't do anything dumb.
My friends watch that show.
You are your father's son, John Ross.
[SIRENS WAILING NEARBY]
This is quite a gift just for finding out your
Ms. Rogers keeps her files in her office.
Ha. Well, it's worth it, darling.
Too bad you couldn't find out
exactly where though.
Well, I didn't wanna press it too hard.
Can I break if off with Phil Rogers now?
You get everything out of him you could?
I think so. I don't think
he knows much more about her.
All right. You have fun with your car,
relax for a while...
...and then we'll go find those records.
Why are they so important to you?
Well, if somebody keeps
meticulous records like that...
...writes down more than they know...
...and I wanna find out what that is.
[CHUCKLING]
Fire it up, honey.
[ENGINE REVS]
J.R., you really would have been proud
of Lucy last night.
Oh? She tell the whole world
how us rich folks live?
Well, mainly I discussed the problems
of having so much money.
Ha. Not knowing what to do with it.
Excuse me but I am the owner
of a very successful art gallery.
JOHN ROSS:
When do we get to see the show?
LUC Y: In a couple of weeks.
- Were you scared?
She was wonderful.
And the people were so nice.
Even Lizzie Burns was real nice.
- Mama and Clayton down yet?
CHRISTOPHER: They left about an hour ago.
- I'll run you boys to school.
- See you at the office.
Don't hurry. Phyllis called.
A water pipe broke. They're cleaning up.
I'm not going in myself till later.
J.R., now that everyone's gone,
Cally has something she'd like to tell you.
Yeah? What about?
Well, it's kind of about
The Lizzie Burns Show.
J. R:
Yeah.
Like I said,
those people were awful nice...
...and they asked me to be on
the next show.
Why in the world would they want you?
And why would you wanna do it?
Because they're doing a show on young
women who are married to older men.
Rich, but much older men.
Well, I think that's the dumbest thing
I ever heard.
Those shows wanna make
you look stupid.
I don't think it's a good idea.
I already said I'd do it.
Well, darling, just call them
and tell them you changed your mind.
You afraid I'm gonna embarrass you
or something?
Well, of course not.
It's just that we've been going through
some troubled times...
...and I don't think we ought to air that
on television.
I'm not gonna talk about the bad things.
I just wanna tell them
that age and money don't matter.
Not if you wanna try to make
a marriage work.
- And that's what we both want, isn't it?
- Well, of course it is.
But you know
what our marriage counselor said.
He didn't want us talking about
our problems outside of his office.
He doesn't know everything anyway.
Besides, I'm just gonna be honest.
Now, what can be wrong with that?
Well, nothing, I suppose.
All right. Go ahead and do it.
ARLEN:
You could have apologized over the phone.
That's not good enough.
I wanted to apologize to you in person
for all the accusations that I've made.
You hurt me, Clayton. You truly did.
We've been friends all our lives.
And to have you think that of me,
well, it hurt.
I know. And I am sorry.
It's just that that night when we met
and I told you Robert was dead...
...you didn't seem to be very surprised.
And then you were with
that beautiful girl that, uh...
Well, it was more like Atticus than you.
Maybe.
Atticus dying made me realize
I might not have much time left...
...and I wanted to enjoy it.
Of course, with Rabbit gone,
now I can afford to.
How long have you known that woman?
Honey? Oh, a little while.
How'd you meet her?
Friend of mine, uh, Charlie Taylor,
the photographer.
He, uh...
Well, she did some work for him.
- Oh, she's a model?
- And an actress too.
Who knows? I might be able to help her
in her career.
Well, I'm sure
she's grateful to you for that.
You might say.
It's a good that the two of you, uh,
were together the day Rabbit was k*lled.
- Why is that?
- Well, she's the perfect alibi.
Ha, ha. Not that I need one. But she is.
- There's one thing that still puzzles me.
ARLEN: Yeah, what's that?
Aren't you worried that whoever k*lled
Rabbit and Curley might come after you?
Oh, I've thought about it.
Then why didn't you want police protection,
or at least some guards around the house?
Oh. I don't need them.
[ALARM BLARING]
[CHUCKLES]
That's the best security system
money can buy. Nobody can get in.
Plus, I always carry this.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
Excuse me.
Yeah? Uh, sorry, I was just testing it.
The code is "Atticus." Thanks.
The, uh, patrol was on its way.
Well, I guess we don't have to worry
about you.
We'll let ourselves out.
When that money comes in,
I'm gonna take us all to dinner.
We look forward to it.
- What was the name of that photographer?
- Charlie Taylor.
Shouldn't be hard to find.
Actress and model, indeed. Ha!
I can just imagine
the kind of movie she was in.
My, Ellie Farlow, how would you know
about those kind of movies?
Clayton, Miss Ellie.
McKay, what are you doing here?
There's no law against me visiting Arlen,
is there?
Being you said you didn't know
any of these people, I find it strange.
Just doing a little business.
Arlen's gonna be a very wealthy man soon.
No harm in reminding him
what a powerful friend Westar could be.
Excuse me.
What is there about that man
I don't trust?
Give me time,
I could give you a lot of reasons.
But right now,
I wanna find Charlie Taylor.
WOMAN: Thank you. I'll give Miss Rogers
the message when she returns.
Goodbye.
I'm sorry. Can you tell me where
the employment office is? I seem to be lost.
Employment office for which company?
There are about 20 in the building.
- Raytech Office Supplies.
- Uh, that's two floors down.
Oh. Thank you.
- Oh, I'm so sorry.
- Oh! That's all right.
You better get some water on that.
Is there a restroom near?
- Maybe I better.
- Let me help you. I'm so sorry.
- It's all right. It'll come off.
- I am so embarrassed. Please.
[DOOR CLOSES NEARBY]
- Hello.
- Oh, hi.
Mr. Ewing, what are you doing here?
- I'm writing Miss Rogers a note.
- Well, you shouldn't be in here.
- I thought you were at lunch.
- Well, I wasn't.
You don't have to worry about it.
I won't tell her that you went for
a coffee break and left the office open.
Be sure she gets that for me, would you?
Thank you so much.
Bet you never guessed
I was a great cook.
Yeah, I'm learning a lot about you.
I was a bitch, wasn't I?
I didn't like what I saw very much.
Story of my life.
Somehow, I always manage
to screw things up.
Why? You got so much going for you.
You don't need to be like that.
I know.
It's like everything I ever wanted
was finally there.
I could reach out and feel it.
And I kept saying:
"I better hurry.
I better get this warehouse converted.
I'm not committed enough.
It'll all disappear."
And I'll be on the outside again...
...my face pressed up against
the candy store window.
And everybody's inside.
And they all have what they want.
All I can do is look.
And that's why I took advantage of April
and probably turned you off.
In the end...
...it's not gonna mean anything
without the both of you.
Well, everybody's entitled
to one screwup.
It won't happen again...
...not as long as I've got you to keep me
on the straight and narrow.
Remember that.
Next time I'll let you sign the check.
Yes, sir.
There's something a little special.
I'm gonna cook you dinner tonight
and breakfast in the morning.
- I can't.
- Why?
I have to meet Cally.
Cally?
Yeah, it's important.
But I've got a couple of hours.
- Good afternoon, Bobby.
- Hi. Was there much water damage?
What?
- From the broken pipe.
- Oh, no.
Well, good.
Bobby.
- Is J.R. In his office?
- No, sir. No one here but us girls.
Why is everybody acting so strange?
Oh, it's just one of those days, I guess.
Bobby, is it okay if Kendall and I leave?
- Sure, go ahead.
- Have a good day.
Thank you.
Welcome to Austria
and the best time of my life.
[WOMEN GIGGLING]
Better than Springdale?
No comparison.
I finally realized that.
And I know
it may not always be wonderful...
...but even when it hurts...
...I love you.
Hmm. So for better or for worse...
...here I am.
Welcome home.
We're here today with four women
who have one thing in common.
Nancy Ann Rowe, Cally Ewing,
Carol Sue Slade, and Katie Lynn Dougherty...
...are all married to rich
and powerful Texans...
...who also happen to be old enough
to be their fathers.
[AUDIENCE CHUCKLES]
Ladies, some people might consider you
home wreckers.
After all, you dated your husbands
while they were still married.
- That's not exactly...
LIZZIE: Oh, now.
How does that make you feel...
...to be called a home wrecker?
- Heh.
My Billy was out there looking for love.
If it wasn't me,
it was gonna be somebody else.
[AUDIENCE LAUGHING]
Nancy Ann, how much younger are you
than Billy's first wife?
Who knows?
She was a dried-up, old, Texas matron.
She deserved what she got.
[ALL JEERING]
Oh, you can boo if you want to
but it's a fact of life.
Men don't go for a diet of prunes
if they can have fresh plums.
[AUDIENCE LAUGHING]
Is that what they call it these days?
Ladies, a few years from now,
as you get older...
...don't you think that your husbands
are gonna be out there...
...looking for younger versions of you?
I don't think he will.
My husband loves me because I'm me,
not because I'm young.
[AUDIENCE SCOFFING]
I mean, what difference does age make?
Good marriages are good,
bad marriages are bad.
If you work hard enough at it,
any relationship can make it.
LIZZIE: Well, that's an interesting way
of looking at it.
Okay, how about any of you others?
Katie Lynn, do you think your husband
is eventually gonna get tired of you?
Well, you can't be certain.
That's why I make sure my Johnny gets
all the sugar he needs...
...whenever and wherever he wants it.
[ALL LAUGHING]
APRIL: I leave town for a few days
and you write more checks...
...than I've written in my entire lifetime.
How could you commit us
to so much so fast?
MICHELLE:
What is this? Dump on Michelle week?
We don't even have approval for our plans.
You've got us on the hook for a fortune.
Sure, take off,
leave the responsibility to me...
...and then waltz back in and complain.
- Don't act like a child.
- Stop treating me like one.
You're gonna have to find a way
to work things out.
Yeah, how?
All construction ceases now.
This building is condemned.
Everybody vacate the premises now.
Who are you and why are you doing this?
Name's ludecello, just doing my job.
- What's going on pal?
- We own this property.
Ah! You're the people I wanna see.
There's the demolition order.
Must come down in 30 days
at your expense.
- You're crazy.
- I'm following orders.
You got a problem,
talk to my boss downtown.
There won't be anything left of your boss
when I get through.
- I'm not finished...
- I'm not your problem.
- This is terrible. How could it happen?
MICHELLE: I want you guys out.
Well, obviously,
somebody's trying to jerk you around.
I'd find out who it is
before your charming sister kills somebody.
MICHELLE: Get out of here now.
- You're not doing anything.
I see less and less of him now.
His work is very demanding.
He takes lots of trips, works late at night.
You know, that kind of stuff.
- Was it always this way?
- Oh, no. It was wonderful in the beginning.
We had a great honeymoon in Europe.
He supported my career.
He was so attentive and faithful.
And then...
...he started...
I don't know.
Losing interest, I guess.
Carol Sue, is he cheating on you now?
I don't know. He's such a good liar.
LIZZIE:
Are you trying to change him?
Are you trying to get him
to fall back in love with you?
It's too late, Lizzie.
Once you lose them,
you can never get them back.
[CAROL SUE SOBBING]
Well, I wanna wish all of you at home
good luck with your marriages.
And tune in tomorrow
for men who married prostitutes...
...and are willing to talk about it
on The Lizzie Burns Show.
Till then, goodbye and God bless you all.
[AUDIENCE APPLAUDING]
- You handled that pretty well.
- I hated every minute of it.
You came off strong and classy.
You did good.
Just get me out of here, please?
Well, that was a hoot, wasn't it?
Oh, you're either her brother
or someone more interesting.
He's my friend.
Cally, you did a real nice job
standing up for your man.
But I wanna give you just a bit of advice
because I like you.
What kind of advice?
Find yourself a good lawyer, honey,
because it sure as hell won't last.
J. R: Here's the safe, like I told you.
Grab the lamp, will you?
RATAGAN:
Yeah.
Here.
I didn't think Miss Rogers with all her money
would buy herself a real safe.
- How are we gonna handle this?
- Well, first, we'll pry the back off.
That way she'll never know
we've been here.
Second, I'm gonna cut a hole in the center.
But it's gonna take some time.
I've gotta use a low flame.
I don't wanna catch this rug on fire.
All right. Get cracking.
[ALL CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]
[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]
Harry, I have got to warm up my knees.
Can we take five?
HARRY:
Sure.
Uh, Miss North?
I wonder if we could have a word with you.
Oh, I remember you.
You're Arlen's friends from his oil club.
That's right. Would you mind
if we asked you a couple of questions?
Oh, if I could just borrow your jacket
I'd be glad to yak all you like.
Ugh. The modeling business is hell
this time of year.
- Look, Miss North...
- Oh, call me Honey.
How formal can you get
with a woman wearing a negligee?
Arlen seemed, uh, vague about where you
and he were the day of Rabbit's m*rder.
I already told the police everything.
Well, we don't think that
that's necessarily the truth.
You're not calling me a liar?
I'm suggesting
that Arlen encouraged you to help him.
After all, he was helping you
with your acting career.
Or was he just paying you a flat fee?
Oh, here, you take your coat back.
I won't be called names.
Look, Charlie Taylor told me
that you were at work that day...
...and you didn't finish till almost 5.
He must've mixed up the dates.
I was with Arlen.
Well, do you wanna lie for Arlen
in a court of law?
Are you willing to do that?
Because if you do...
...that's called perjury
and that means jail.
Jail? That's crazy.
He did pay you, didn't he?
Look, I'm no tramp.
You may think you're talking to
a dumb blond with big assets.
Why, I got a B.A. In Theater Arts.
I've got talent.
Arlen recognizes that
and I'm not gonna sell him out.
Two men have been k*lled.
I think it's time everyone told the truth
and that includes you.
All right. You want the honest truth?
Fine.
Arlen didn't have an alibi for the time
that man was k*lled.
He was desperate
so he asked me to help.
But he's completely innocent. I know it.
I think you better come with us
to the police.
I better get dressed first.
Yes, I, uh...
I think that would be a good idea.
[J.R. LAUGHING]
RATAGAN: Something good, J. R?
- Yeah.
Get out that copier, Ratagan.
Oh, I tell you, it appears our Miss Rogers
kept a very, very personal diary.
MARSHALL:
All right folks, let's get it over with.
Can you arrest him based on
what Miss North told you?
Let's see how he reacts
to the loss of his alibi first.
Mr. Ward?
That's strange.
What happened to his alarm?
Mr. Ward, are you here?
Don't suppose he found out about
Miss North and skipped town, do you?
MARSHALL:
No, ma'am, I don't think so.
Oh!
NARRATOR:
Next on Dallas:
I want you to keep your mouth shut
until I do talk to my brother.
Don't be foolish, Clayton.
MAN: You got troubles enough,
especially for the next two days.
CALLY [ON RECORDING]:
James has been giving me strength.
- James?
- He's very special to me.
That can be tricky.
You and James, I mean.
No way. I'll k*ll him.
You cost me my first-born son.
[SOBBING]