If you wanna cutoff the supply of Arab oil...
there are several things that can be done.
But it can be done.
We're talking about Bobby, who I loved, who I love new.
There, I've said it.
Take that check and change your life.
MANDY: That's him. - Who?
The man who's been following me.
- Are you sure? - Yes.
You never should have been in here.
Where did you get these?
GORDON: You wanna cutoff the world's supply of Arab oil...
there are several things you can do.
One of things would be to lay about a $ -million donation on Israel.
- That might get it taken care of. - Hmm.
But short of that, there are people who might be able...
to take care of what you need to have done.
Like B.D. Calhoun?
ED. is a good man.
How did you happen to come up with that name?
Oh, just in conversation.
I had lunch with General Longley recently.
Oh, how is the general these days?
Ha-ha. As audacious as ever.
He has some answers for the Arabs, I'll tell you.
You know, I think they retired him too soon.
Well, I could put you in touch with ED. Calhoun.
He and I worked together before I retired from the agency.
But whoever you do go to...
they're gonna require several things.
There are a lot of details.
You're gonna have to have a lot of cash ready at a moment's notice.
And I do mean a lot of cash.
But it can be done?
Oh, yeah, it can be done.
Thank you, Gordon. I appreciate it.
I just may move on this.
- You know where I live. - Yeah, indeed I do.
- Sly? SLY [OVER INTERCOM]: Yes, sir?
Hey, get a hold of Hen Helmut Kronkel at my bank in Zurich, would you?
Yes, sir.
We have the meeting with the lobby. Did you forget?
Oh, yeah, right. All right.
Ahem. Sly, cancel that call till later.
Yes, sir.
[APPLAUSE]
DONNA: We cannot compete with the Arabs.
I mean, you can dig for oil with a teacup in Iran.
Now, what we have to do is convince the American public...
that we need to spend more for oil.
Otherwise, there is not going to be an oil industry in this country.
Now, can you imagine what kind of a bill...
we're gonna get from the Arabs then, huh?
Well, that's the message that we have to get out and to the right people.
I mean, I have already been making calls to Washington to try to set up offices...
put people on the payroll. Just get the ball rolling.
We're gonna need money for public relations...
television time, campaign contributions.
You name it and we're gonna need the money for it.
Hold it. Hold, hold, hold, hold on.
Wait a minute. This is out of control. Out of control.
You got payroll, offices. We have not discussed any of this.
Cliff, we all knew that it was gonna be expensive, not cheap.
Cheap? Look, I don't... About expense... Look, we... No.
We need a line of authority.
We need communication. Now, this committee...
This tariff is kind of like my baby and I wanna make sure...
that it grows up right, in all due respect to Donna.
Donna, you have my deepest respect.
- I'm on my way. - Where are you going?
Didn't I tell you? This group couldn't organize a walk around the block.
We knew it wasn't gonna be easy. You got a better idea?
We'll see. You can waste your time here if you want to, but I'm on my way.
CLIFF: Sometimes it takes a man's hand to get things done.
Look, wait, wait. All I'm saying, Donna. Is this is the oil business.
Now, you've made your mark in other businesses.
That's true, you got your big toe in the oil business a little bit with Krebbs .
But how many barrels does that produce a day?
Cliff, my credentials are not measured in barrels per day.
That is not what I am bringing to Washington.
And I didn't come here to audition. Now, get on with this program...
or you can have this committee, lock, stock and confusion.
You see? Wait, wait, wait. You see? That's it. That's it.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
She's getting emotional, but that's... She can't help that.
You know, that's just women.
But that's what I'm saying. That's why you need a man.
BOBBY: Excuse me.
[BOBBY WHISTLES]
Excuse me.
In case anybody's interested, I'll tell you what Ewing Oil's gonna do.
I believe in Donna Krebbs and I'll a write a check for the whole thing...
but we're sending Donna to Washington.
For all the reasons we've gone over and over and over again...
she is the best person for the job.
Now, you can all join me and make this a united effort...
or you can hang back and keep all this confusion going, as you like.
But I'm going forward.
You can be in or out. It's up to you.
- Count me in, Bobby. MAN : We can.
[ALL CHATTERING, APPLAUDING]
MAN : I'll stay in. - Good. Good. Good.
Thank you. Thank you. Good to see you.
[MOUTHS] Thanks.
Thank you. Yes, thank you.
[DOORBELL BUZZING]
JENNA: Charlie, I'm here.
Charlie, I'm over here.
Hello, Jenna.
Oh, I thought you were my daughter.
Maybe I should have called first. I meant to.
It's okay.
Oh, bad timing, huh?
What do you want me to say?
One of us should make the first move.
We're bound to run into one another sooner or later.
I don't think we'll be traveling around the same social circles from now on.
I know how you feel.
Oh, do you?
I know you were going to many Bobby...
and I know it could have turned out that way.
Don't ask me to be a good sport.
We're not playing bingo. We're talking about a lifetime.
And I know that.
We're talking about Bobby, who I loved...
who I love new.
There, I've said it.
I just wanted you to know that I understand.
Then can you understand that I can't look at you...
without seeing him with you.
That I can't put my head on a pillow at night...
without having all those pictures in my mind.
Look, I'm sure it was hard for you to come here.
I'm sure I should be adult about the whole thing too.
But I just really wish you would leave.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
- Cliff? Jack Ewing's here to see you. - Send him in.
What do I pay you for, girl?
JACK: Thank you.
- Hi, Cliff. - Jack, it's good to see you. Come on in.
- How you doing? - Good. Have you had lunch yet?
- I got a lot of rice. - No, I'm fine.
I can get Jackie...
I'm fine. I'll pick something up later on.
Well, I'm listening.
[CHUCKLES]
To the point. I like that.
[CHUCKLES]
Without the birdseed, Cliff.
You said you can make me an offer that I couldn't refuse, to coin a phrase.
So here I am.
Sweet and simple.
See that little piece of paper on my desk?
Do you know what that little piece of paper is?
That's a check for about a half a million bucks.
Who's it made out to?
[CHUCKLES]
Is a check with my name on it supposed to make me tum into jelly?
Come on, I'm not that big of a hick.
No, no. I don't mean a hick. No, I mean smart.
Smart man.
Smart enough to pick up that check, put it in your pocket...
and walk out of this doc! And give up nothing.
- Nothing? - That's the beauty of it.
Yeah, I'll still pay you top dollar later.
That is kind of an option...
when you sell your share of Ewing Oil...
the name of the buyer is Barnes, not Ewing.
What do you say?
Jack, look, let me tell you, when I was poor...
when I was out there grubbing around...
I took a lot of guff from a lot of people.
But not today.
I walk down the street, people smile.
They tip their hats and they say, "Yes, sir.“
Go ahead, take that check, change your life.
Five hundred thousand dollars. You're not poor relation anymore.
You know what, Cliff?
You make a real good point there.
Rich man. Heh-heh.
[LAUGHS]
Cheers.
Oh, it's beautiful. You've gotta have it.
Ha-ha-ha. All right. Sold. Put a how on it...
- and send the paperwork to my office. - Excellent. Thank you.
We're gonna need a couple of hours to prepare the car.
I'll see you this afternoon.
- A pleasure doing business with you, sir. - Yeah.
That is the most beautiful car I've ever seen.
Yeah. It's American. These days we gotta buy American.
[MANDY GASPS]
MANDY: That's him. - Who?
I told you. The man who's been following me, that's him.
- Are you sure? - Yes.
J.R.: Hey, fella? Hold up there.
Hey you.
You've been following my lady friend? Why?
- I don't know what you're talking about. - We're talking about you following her.
MAN: I'm looking for a car. I'm not following anybody.
- That's not what she says. - That's her problem.
I wanna know who you are and what you want.
I ask you a question...
I want an answer.
Put another hand on me and I'll take it off at the elbow.
J.R., are you all right? What did that man say to you?
Don't worry about it, darling. I'll take care of him.
PAMELA: Maybe I shouldn't have gone to see Jenna...
but I thought it would smooth things over.
I guess it's just too soon.
Well, she's still hurt.
It was nice of you to try but...
Mm. Bad timing.
Did you know she's in Braddock?
Yeah, I heard.
Anyway, after I went to see her, I was so in the dumps...
I did the only sensible thing.
- What? - I went shopping.
[BOTH LAUGH]
Absolutely, what else?
Our wedding is coming and nothing, I mean nothing, is going to spoil it.
I know how much Jenna hurts.
I know how long it's gonna take her to get over it, but...
This may sound cruel, Bobby. I'm glad it's her getting over it and not me.
There are no words. I'm so happy.
Yeah. So am I.
CHRISTOPHER: Mommy, Mommy.
- Well, that ends that. - Postpones that.
Hi, champ.
Aah. How are you?
- All dressed for bed, huh? - Mm-hm.
What do you say, I go tuck you in before Mommy and I go out?
- Okay. - Okay, come on.
Night.
RAY: No, take it away from me. - I have just a couple.
- I can't put this in the refrigerator. - Have them bronzed...
- make a doorstep out of it. Away. - Charlie?
- No, thanks. - No, thank you.
I have apple pie for dessert.
RAY: Ooh. - Heh.
- Maybe just a little coffee? - Maybe just.
[CHUCKLES]
- Can I go out for a little while? - After the dishes.
Mom, it's gonna be late.
Charlie, please don't start with me, all right?
I've had enough headaches for the day.
Thank you.
Why don't we go inside and sit and I'll bring in the coffee?
You'll have to excuse Charlie for her spoiled-brat routine.
Heh.
Oh, she wasn't much in the way of cheerful.
Well, she didn't like moving from Southfork.
And she's definitely letting me know about it.
She thinks her room is too small.
She doesn't like her school and doesn't like her friends anymore.
And I certainly don't like some of her new friends.
- She'll settle in. - Or I'll get gray before my time.
I'm already feeling thoroughly frazzled.
Well, you look beautiful.
Thank you.
I could have used you this afternoon when Pam came by dressed to the nines.
And, naturally, caught me at my worst.
What was Pam doing in Braddock?
Carrying an olive branch.
Oh, her intentions were good...
but Pam is a very gracious winner. I'm not a very gracious loser.
Loser?
You wanna hear something real funny?
Way back, once upon a time...
Pam was my girl.
I lost her to Bobby.
That's when they got married that first time around.
I guess all of God's children got something in common, huh? Heh.
[MOTORCYCLE REVVING]
[YELLS] Charlie.
Mm-hm. Yes, it's very nice.
Designed to keep out the winter cold, no doubt.
- At least to warm things up. - Indeed.
Usually, these kinds of garments would be promoted in direct-mail catalogs...
some of those skin magazines, that sort of thing.
That is the most cost-effective...
but you say that's exactly what you don't want.
I want a campaign that puts Valentine Lingerie...
right into the laps of the respected.
I want...
I want ads in all the so-called slick magazines.
I wanna come on to the scene with a splash.
I want it to be sensational.
I see. Well, just how sensational are we talking about?
Money is no object.
Well, at that price, sensational it will be.
And I want models to promote the line. I want a look.
I'll line up some girls for your approval, right away.
And the models should look like the lingerie:
Trashy, you know? Trash with class?
Men seem to like that type.
- Ray. - Bobby.
Well, the place looks real good.
Yeah, it's coming right along.
Now, if I could just get somebody to live in it.
Donna's got her politics to keep her warm.
What brings you this way?
Well, I heard that you helped Jenna get moved in.
I wanted to let you know it was appreciated.
Nothing to it.
Look, Ray, for obvious reasons, I can't look in on them right now.
But I'd consider it a personal favor if you'd look in on her...
and make sure she has whatever she needs...
whatever the expense. Just let me know.
Don't worry about it. I'll take care of it, Bob.
Whatever it costs, I'd like to do it.
Don't worry yourself about it. I said I'd take care of it.
The nurseryman said I'd have more fruit from this tree...
than I could ever eat.
I pictured my son...
picking me some. Is that too much to ask?
RAY: You met Wes Parmalee? BOBBY: Well, I have now.
Wes Parmalee, Bobby Ewing.
- I'm sure glad to meet you, Bobby. - Pleasure's mine.
I wouldn't worry, Ray. You'll be picking fruit...
just like the nurseryman said.
It's gonna take a little time. See you all later.
Take it easy.
So that's the Bobby Ewing I've been hearing so much about.
RAY: That's him, all right.
[ENGINE STARTS]
Hi.
What's for supper?
I don't know what you're having but I'd like your head on a platter.
[CHUCKLES]
Are we upset about something?
No, I always talk this way.
Obviously, I'm upset. Jack told me about your meeting yesterday.
He told me about the money you gave to him.
- That's light enough. - How could you do that to Jack?
Hey, I made him a rich man.
You mouse-trapped him with that half a million dollars.
Well, I wish somebody would mouse-trap me like that.
[CHUCKLES]
You know. I finally got my brother back...
and now you're gonna ruin it for me.
With percent of Ewing Oil, Jack is part of something.
That money will just bum a hole in his pocket. He'll drift away forever.
Hey, damn it. Listen, why aren't you ever on my side, huh?
I am out there every day, every day.
I am fighting the world, making hard decisions...
trying to build up my company...
and you never give me the support that I deserve.
You sit around here and you cry in your beer.
What about me, huh? What about me?
Me, me, me. That's the only song you ever sing.
If just once you'd use the word “we," we might have a marriage.
But maybe you don't want that.
[DOOR CLOSES]
- Hi. - Hi.
Oh.
- Donna, how are you? - Oh, it's so good to see you.
Well, you just look glorious.
- Thank you. - But that's as usual. You never change.
Well, uh... I think I'm gonna change a little.
Oh.
Next summer, you're going to have a little stepbrother or a little stepsister.
- You're pregnant. - Yeah.
[BOTH LAUGHING]
Well, I'll be darned.
- Oh, that is terrific. Congratulations. - Thanks.
Ray must be thrilled.
Uh...
Yeah, he's really excited.
Well, why the long face?
Well, it's no secret. Ray and I are having problems.
- I'm sorry. - Aren't we all?
Maybe under the circumstances...
a stint in Washington is out of the picture, huh?
I think, under the circumstances, it's just exactly what the doctor ordered.
Good.
Dave Culver. Are you gonna stand there talking all day?
Oh. Miss Ellie. How are you?
- Oh, I'm glad to see you. - So good to see you.
- Good to see you. Come on in. - Sure.
DONNA: Oh, it's good to see you.
Just let me answer a few messages, return some phone calls...
and I promise I will give you the finest lunch...
- you have had all day. - Ha-ha-ha.
Would you arrange lunch at the Oil Baron's?
- Yes, sir. BOBBY: Okay.
- You're Mr. Ewing? BOBBY: Yes.
I saw your picture in the papers. It's wrong for me to be here.
- She insisted on seeing you. - I have to get back.
Hold it, hold it, whoa.
- She insists on seeing you. BOBBY: Yeah, so I gather.
Uh...
Okay. My office?
- Thank you. - Thank you, Phyllis.
BOBBY: Here you go. - Thank you.
- I'm really very sorry. - No.
Listen, you have my undivided attention.
What can I do for you?
This is my fiancée.
Anything you have to say to me can certainly be said in front of her.
I'm Mrs. Scotfield.
- Okay. - Mark Scotfield?
My husband was the man who caused that fire at your Navarro fields.
Well, what do you expect me to say about that?
The arraignment is tomorrow.
Ewing Oil is a big power in that county.
I went to see a lawyer.
He tells me, he thinks the judge will hang him from the highest tree.
Well, I think that's exactly as it should be.
I'm sorry. Were you expecting me to say something else?
I guess you haven't been laid off in quite a while.
I guess all your bills are just paid ahead.
Mrs. Scotfield, I think you're out of line.
Now, look, if you have a reason to be here...
I wish you'd tell me what it is.
I came to ask your help.
[HUFFS]
I think that's a remarkable thing.
Now, on what basis can you possibly ask me to help you?
Are you gonna tell me your husband didn't mean to do it?
I'm sure he's a good husband, a wonderful provider...
- but he happens to have... - He was drunk.
- Ah. - No, he never drinks.
Well, I don't mean to be rude...
The bank sent us a letter. They were gonna take our mobile home back.
We just got it.
We're just getting ahead.
And he never drinks...
except that you shut that field down.
These are tough times.
They're tough for oilmen and they're tough for farmers.
And, believe me, I feel for people that are having it tough.
You don't go around blowing up things because you're down on your luck.
It's a miracle someone wasn't k*lled in that expl*si*n.
Don't you see?
He did it when no one was around. Even drunk...
BOBBY: It's a miracle that a fireman was not k*lled trying to put out the blaze.
That's exactly what he said. Those were his exact words the next day.
He couldn't bear that he had done that.
That's why he turned himself in.
He turned himself in?
Yes.
He was crying.
I'd never seen him cry before.
Mrs. Scotfield...
this is not a simple matter.
I couldn't dismiss this even if I wanted to.
You could help. Ewing Oil is a power.
It's a criminal matter now. It's in the hands of the law.
If you could just talk to him...
it you could just see the kind of man that he is.
Mr. Ewing...
what am I gonna do if my husband's in prison?
What are my kids gonna do without a daddy?
- If you could talk to him, that's all. - How can I do that?
Uh...
What's the use?
Damn it.
Bobby.
You have to go down there. You can't just disregard that woman.
Pamela, please.
I know it doesn't make any sense, and I know what he did was wrong...
and maybe I'm just being female and sentimental.
Call it whatever you want...
just talk to the man.
All right.
We'll go see him tomorrow morning.
Hello?
ELLIE: Hello?
Hello. End-of-month bills. Mr. Fallow said just bring them on in.
Ha. Oh, it's that time again. Thank you.
Paydays seem to come faster and faster.
Beautiful home you have here, Miss Ellie.
Beautiful family.
Good place, good people.
Thank you. I'm glad you're comfortable here.
Clayton and Ray can't say enough good about you.
I hope you'll be around for a while.
I surely will. Good day, ma'am.
- Uh, Wes? - Yes, ma'am?
Do I know you from somewhere?
I have the strangest feeling that we've met before.
I guess I just have that kind of face.
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS]
We're giving you a variety of looks here.
Now, that girl is very exotic.
Extraordinary figure, wouldn't you say?
Ah. Now there is a sensuous face, that girl-next-door quality.
We're trying to appeal to a broad base.
Now, secret woman.
The unattainable, the unimaginable.
By day, she's an executive, the modem woman on the go...
and by night...
Well, by night, men are her slaves.
Stop. Just stop.
Horace, k*ll the music.
[MUSIC STOPS]
Well, thank you all very much.
I take it you didn't see the concept you wanted.
Mr. Barton, I don't want any concept at all.
And I don't want pop psychology.
And, please, spare me today's “modem woman on the go.“
I am selling sex.
Well, yes, of course, it's always been a big seller.
The Valentine Girl...
and let's call her that...
the Valentine Girl should... exude sex.
The suggestion should be that she is, in every way...
available.
But not cheap.
Oh, no, no.
But she should be instantly recognizable.
A sex symbol.
A sex object.
The look should say:
“That's what she's there for...
that's what she's good for.“
Chauvinistic for the ' . It's interesting.
Some things never change.
Trash... but with class.
Well, we are beaming at an upscale market.
The man of accomplishment, the man of society.
- You know, what he wants... - Mr. Barton...
I'm a woman.
I know my audience.
Yes, of course.
In fact, the other day I found a girl who was modeling at a restaurant...
who fits all the particulars.
I took her name.
Aah. That certainly makes my job easier.
Who is this lucky lady we're going to make so famous?
Her name is Winger.
Mandy Winger.
Hmm. Thank you.
MAN: Thank you.
[SOFTLY] Excuse me. I'll be right with you.
Well, J.R. Eating all by your lonesome?
Where's Mandy? Everything's all right between you two, isn't it?
Mandy's just fine. She's at work.
Is there a convention in town? Or maybe the fleet's in?
Not that it's any of your business, but Mandy is with her agent...
discussing a very important modeling job.
- Really? - Yes, really.
Modeling? Let me guess, mattresses?
[SIGHS]
You don't have any class, Sue Ellen. You never have.
I took lessons from you all these years. I guess I must have learned very well.
The only thing you ever learned is that vodka doesn't smell on your breath.
[SPEAKS IN FRENCH]
[UTENSILS CLINKING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
DAVE: Basically, the same city...
it always has been. CLAYTON: I think so.
- Donna? Now, don't you forget to write. - Yes, ma'am.
- Nice meeting you, Dave. - Nice meeting you.
Bye. Bye, Donna.
Give me a minute.
Take all the time you need.
Hi.
[SIGHS]
Hi. Uh...
There's something...
I feel kind of awkward coming to say goodbye to my own wife.
No reason for that.
Do you have to do this?
Yes.
It's important.
And what about the baby?
[EXHALES]
I wouldn't do anything to hurt the baby.
I promise not to leave him anywhere.
Or her.
You know...
they say that babies are supposed to bring luck.
Did you ever hear that? That's what they say.
It's gonna be hard up there in Washington.
I'm gonna need some luck.
Wish me some?
Donna Krebbs, out to save the world.
Please, wish me some luck.
Donna, oil goes up and oil goes down, and the world goes round and round...
but all that really matters...
is that little baby that you're carrying.
Chuck all this.
Come home with me. Come and be my wife again.
I never stopped being your wife.
Well, we got a real different opinion about what it is to be a wife.
Are you living in my house?
Are you sleeping in my bed?
I could do that.
[SIGHS]
But you see...
you want me to just let the rest of the world go by.
You want me to give up the things that I believe in.
I can't do that.
Well, then you just go on.
You ride on out of here.
Go, knock the world over, then.
Mr. Ewing, I just knew that you'd come here.
I just had a sense about it.
Well, a pretty accurate sense it it brought you to the airstrip.
Oh, when you called to let them know, the word just spread around.
I mean, they're all talking about it, you coming here in person...
I'd just assume the men didn't know that I was gonna be here.
Wait till my husband sees you. Heh.
Oh, he has been in such despair.
I'm not sure that my coming here is gonna change anything.
I just wanna talk to the prosecuting attorney and get some details.
I certainly don't want some judge thinking he's gonna impress Ewing Oil.
Mr. Ewing? I'd like to speak to you, sir.
Sure. Excuse me.
You convinced him to come down here, didn't you?
Well, I suppose I did.
Well, I'm so sorry for the way I acted in that office.
- It's all right. - No.
You would do the same thing for your man.
Yes. Heh.
It's just, you know, what a thing this is.
My Mark is sitting there in that jail cell and got such along face, you know?
As steady as he is, you know. Every Friday night...
he's got that paycheck right there on that table.
And in all the years we've been married, he has never hit me.
Yes?
Mr. Marsh just came from the jail.
Oh, he talked to my husband?
I think we better go there right away.
NANCY: Straight there?
What's the matter?
Mrs. Scotfield, your husband's dead.
[MOUTHS] Oh-
What?
Yes, he hung himself in the jail cell.
- Oh, my God. BOBBY: I'm sorry.
No.
No, I... He's upset.
Oh, please, no.
[SOBBING] Oh, please, no, I... Oh.
Shh. No.
No.
No, Mark.
No.
No, Mark.
They're here. They came.
Hey, Bill, I've been looking for Mr. Fallow.
He's supposed to be down this way with Wes Parmalee.
Yes, ma'am, I did see him. I believe they went over to Mr. Parmalee's.
- Oh, fine. Thanks very much. Bye. - Mm-hm.
Oh, J.R...
if you don't stop feeding me like this, I'm gonna be out of a career.
Ha-ha-ha. You're on to my plan, are you?
I don't like sharing you with the world.
If I can't talk you out of a modeling career...
I'm gonna to try to feed you out of one.
[BOTH CHUCKLING]
Oh.
- I'm so full. - I want you to go to your apartment.
J.R.: Go on. MANDY: What?
Go to your apartment, sweetheart.
- J.R., what is it? - Just go on. Do what I'm telling you.
All right, go on.
- What is this? What do you want? - Shut your mouth.
The question is, what do you want?
You, huh? That's what this is.
It's nice being rich. Got your own pet cops.
[GRUNTS]
Mind your manners, boy.
Who are you?
Okay, you're gonna check the ID anyway.
That is procedure.
Carl Huckstead, private investigator, license number .
Private investigator?
That's what it says.
Tell your girlfriend to relax. No one's after her body.
What do you want with her?
Her and you.
We're supposed to keep track, keep a record. Nothing fancy.
Who are you keeping a record for?
I don't disclose the name of my clients. It's a matter of principle.
I'm just trying to earn a living, you know what I mean?
Who hired you?
J.R.: Forget it, Harry.
Only one person who'd be interested in what I'm doing with my friend.
It's my wife, isn't it?
[J.R. CHUCKLES]
Look at the expression on his face.
You better never play poker, Huckstead.
Thank you, Harry.
- I don't wanna see you around anymore. - No.
- Mandy Winger doesn't wanna see you. - Right.
If I ever see you hanging around us again, it won't be the police...
it'll be my own private security.
And they'll make sure you're not walking behind us. You won't be walking at all.
Now, you get my meaning, don't you?
Good. You have a nice day, Huckstead.
ELLIE: Wes?
[SIGHS]
[GASPING]
[Kn*fe CLATTERS]
Where did you get these?
You never should have been in here.
These are letters to my husband.
They were lost in South America, where my husband d*ed.
What are you doing with them?
This is the last thing I wanted.
These are my husband's things. His buckle, his Kn*fe.
Where did you get them?
They're mine, Miss Ellie.
Always have been.
[ENGLISH SDH]