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Why didn't you drive
out? Riding's not your style.
Well, it's the Ewing
cattle drive, isn't it?
Are they bringing in
your motor home later?
Ha, ha! Come on,
give me a break.
It's important for us to be
together, he the Ewing family again.
The famous Ewing men's club.
What are you gonna do? Slap
a sex-discrimination suit on me?
Clint, come back to bed.
Is that the Chinese food?
Oh, jeez.
Must be an old
friend, right, Clint?
Now, that's the Cliff
Barnes that I know and love.
You see, you stay married to
him, then you are at Southfork.
It means you'll be a
spy in the enemy camp.
J.R. doesn't have
chance against us.
What do you want?
The name of Johnny
Dancer's m*rder*r.
Everybody knows
the answer to that one.
Don't give me that,
I'll break you in half!
It was Cliff Barnes.
You're not over the hill yet.
Well, I guess the oil business should
be run by young men like James.
Well, they said James
and Michelle were married.
So?
James is married to me.
Well, you’re in luck tonight,
darling, I'm in a good mood.
How much is it gonna take to send
you back where you come from?
It's a little more
complicated than that.
This is James' son.
Just why should I believe
this is James' child?
I don't care what you believe.
Just tell me when
James will be back.
Well, I'm not sure.
I suppose you have proof
of this alleged marriage.
Well, I don't walk around with
my marriage license in my purse.
I have my papers
back at the motel.
And why do I have to prove
anything to you anyway?
Because I'm J.R.
Ewing. James' father.
Ewing?
Why isn't it Beaumont?
Well, that's another story.
What I'd like to know is why
James never mentioned you.
Probably because he thought
our marriage was annulled.
First you say you're married,
then you say you're not. Which is it?
We were married but my parents
had a fit when they found out.
I was underage, and they
insisted we get the annulment.
Which you did?
No, I didn't.
Listen, I'm having a
hard time following this.
When did this all start?
When James was
going to business school.
I was working in a
bookstore near the campus.
We started dating and, Wham.
Wham.
I suppose that
means you fell in love.
I was still living
with my folks.
And one night, when he
was driving me home...
he said he wished we could
be together all the time...
so we drove over
to the next state.
- And get married?
- That very night.
Oh, it was wonderful.
Until my parents found out.
And that's where the
annulment came in?
Yeah. We tried to convince them we were
old enough to know what we were doing...
but it was no good. We
had a terrible fight with them.
James was so angry, he
quit school and took off.
Oh, so you're not married
now? You did get the annulment.
No, I didn't.
I made all the arrangements but
then I found out I was pregnant...
and my parents didn't
want me to go through with it.
They said if I was gonna have
the baby, I needed to stay married.
Did you ever try
to locate James?
Of course I did, but I
didn't have any luck until...
Until you saw him on television.
So here I am.
Now, can you please tell
me when James will be home?
Well, I'm not sure. He's on business.
I don't know when he'll be back.
Well, can you call him
and tell him I'm here?
Well, I don't know where he is.
He'll check in in a couple of days.
Days? I'm gonna go crazy cooped
up in that motel room by then.
- Where are you staying?
- The Green Door Motel, out on the highway.
Well, that won't do.
Well, I'll call the Single
Tree, get you a reservation.
- Here's some money.
- I don't need your money.
- I have my savings.
- No, I insist.
I can't let you stay at
that tacky little fleabag.
Trucks will keep
you awake all night.
I'll get one of the hands
to drive you to your motel...
and pick up your things,
take you to the Single Tree.
- What did you say your name was again?
- I didn't say, but it's Debra Lynn.
Debra Lynn Beaumont.
Here, let me write
it down for you.
Along with my maiden name...
where we were married...
the baby's name...
and where the baby was born.
That will make it easier
for you to check up on me.
That is what you're
gonna do, isn't it?
If you are who you say you
are, why should you care?
I don't.
Check away.
Hey, check that out.
It's a Southfork helicopter.
Hey, it's Dad.
Hey, Dad, over here.
Hey, how are you doing, son?
Just couldn't stay away, right?
Well, I got kind of
lonesome back at Southfork.
I thought I'd hitch a ride with
cookies and provisions here...
see how you boys are doing.
Ready to come back with me? I'll
give you a ride home if you want.
- Nah. It's fun here, Dad.
- Oh, yeah?
- You should have stayed.
- Ha, ha.
Well, I had an awful lot of business
to catch up to back at the office.
Hey.
Hi, Bob. BOBBY: Hi.
How are you doing? - Good.
- Come and get it while it's hot.
- Go ahead and eat.
Go ahead and eat,
I'm gonna talk to James.
- Come on, boys.
- Want some dinner?
Oh, no, no.
Yeah, gosh, I'll catch
up to something...
when I get home. I just
wanna talk to you a bit.
Whew. Boy, it's beautiful
this time of day, isn't it?
I was gonna bring
Michelle along but...
I don't know, she
wasn't around the house.
I wanted to show her what
the cattle business is about.
Michelle? What happened
to the Ewing Men's Club?
You know, I've been riding her
pretty hard and she's not a had little gal.
Yeah, she has her moments.
Why do you care?
For one thing, I really don't know
what kind of a deal you got with her...
as far as Ewing Oil goes.
And I just...
What if there was a
problem with your marriage?
Well, what kind of
problem could there be?
Uh...
For the sake of argument,
what if there is a problem?
How it would affect your
ownership of Ewing Oil?
Well, the way
things are set up...
I only own 50 percent of Ewing
Oil, as long as we stay married.
Why do you seem to be going out of
your way to ruffle that woman's feathers?
Oh, I just like to see
her get mad. Heh.
Besides, the chances of her
divorcing me are slim and none.
Uh-huh. And how
do you know that?
She's the one who
wanted to get married.
And she's the one that
really wants it to work.
Well, I think it would behoove
you to be a little bit nicer to her.
- At least until we can get a better deal.
- Yeah, I'm way ahead of you, Daddy.
I'm gonna be nicer to her in
the future, I can guarantee that.
All right, but don't overdo
it. She might get suspicious.
Yeah, Cliff Barnes here. Give me some
good news on my condo, will you, please?
No, I know the market's soft.
Yeah. Look, I tell you
what, just sell this dump.
I don't care what I get for it.
I've got my own
house in Georgetown.
Yeah.
Yeah, let me hear from you,
please. No, I gotta go, okay.
All right, all
right, I'm coming.
Hold your horses.
McKay, get the hell out of here.
No, Cliff, I've got
something to tell you.
What you wanna tell me
and what I wanna listen to...
are two different
things. Goodbye.
Is that any way for the
new energy czar to act?
- I will act any way I please.
- Possibly not.
Oh, yeah? Why not?
Because I decided that you're not
worthy of being the new energy czar.
In case you've lost your
memory with your mind...
I already have the appointment.
But not for long.
You're gonna resign.
Ha-ha-ha! You are crazy.
You wanna get out of here before I call
the police and have you thrown out of here?
No, I doubt if you want
anything to do with the police.
Unless you want me to tell them
who really k*lled Johnny Dancer.
It was you.
It was you who
made me lose Westar.
It was you who let me take the
rap for a crime you committed.
It was you who allowed
them to brand me a m*rder*r.
And now it's payback time.
Mm-hm. You're crazy, because I
had nothing to do with Dancer's death.
- I had nothing whatsoever.
- That's not what Liz says.
Well, she's crazy.
Why would she
talk to you anyway?
Something about
evening the score.
Cliff, I don't think you know
how she feels about you.
You must have done something
awful to make her so angry.
Doesn't matter what she says.
I agree with you
except for one thing.
What?
She gave me a copy of the
confession that you made to the police.
And now you're going to find out
what it feels like to lose everything.
Just like I did.
Either you resign in 24 hours...
or I tell the world
you're a m*rder*r.
Wait a minute, wait a
minute, McKay. Look. Look.
I am the energy czar and I
can make this worth your while.
- I really can.
- You pathetic little man.
You've got 24 hours.
No, wait.
No more.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Morning, Kendall. A
gorgeous day, isn't it?
Yes, it is.
Hi, Jackie. Derrick, could
you come to my office?
- I need to speak to you, please.
- Sure.
Sit down, Derrick. I need
to tell you something.
Yes, Michelle?
Today is your last
day at Ewing Oil.
You mean I'm fired?
No, I wouldn't want you
to think of it as being fired.
More like removed
from your post.
Have I done something wrong?
You've done exactly
what I hired you to do.
Only I just don't
need that anymore.
I think you're
being a little hasty.
Michelle, after all, you haven't give me a
chance to show where my true talents lie.
Oh, I don't doubt that you're
talented, but practically speaking...
I need someone whose skills run
more towards typing and dictation.
- But I've really...
- Don't worry.
I'll give you a great reference
and a healthy severance check.
Thanks.
Liz. Liz, open the door.
Come on, open
the door or I will.
Liz? Liz?
Where are you, huh?
You traitor.
Hold it, buddy. What do
you think you're doing?
Oh, my God, it's 417,
I thought it was 517.
So what? That doesn't give you
an excuse to tear the place apart.
Yeah, I know that, I know
that. I understand, but I'm in 517.
I'm Mr. Beavers, and
my wife, she's been sick...
and when nobody answered
the door, I kind of freaked out.
You're gonna have
to come downstairs.
Yeah, okay, but listen...
Okay, I understand.
Can you take this?
Take this, because it's...
That'll cover the damages,
plus a little some extra for you.
I gotta fly. I gotta check
on my wife. Thanks.
What do you want?
Oh, don't tell me the great
Ewing cattle drive is over.
Oh, no. The boys are
still out on the range.
Then what are you doing here?
Thought it'd be a good
time {or 3 “Ne chat.
- About what?
- Well, I spent a lot of time with James...
out on that cattle drive.
And he spent a lot of
time jumping on my case.
He thinks I'm too tough on you.
- Really?
- Yeah.
It surprised the hell out of me.
You know, James
really cares for you.
He said that?
In no uncertain terms.
And that being the case, I'm
willing to do anything in my power...
to make you feel like a
member of this family.
Well, it seems to me you've had
an awfully quick change of heart.
Well, not when you consider
how important family is to me.
When Bobby first brought Pam Barnes
here, we didn't get along for a second.
And in no time at all, we
were as thick as thieves.
You told me the other day in the
dining room that you couldn't stand her.
That was at the beginning, but I
soon saw the error of my ways.
Believe me, Michelle...
to me, you are another Pam.
Bet you a soft bed will
feel good to you guys.
Yeah, but I'm ready to go again.
You like ranching, huh?
Sure do.
I'm going to a cattle auction
at Fort Worth tomorrow.
- You wanna come?
- You bet.
- You wanna come too, John Ross?
- No, I had enough cows to last me a while.
- Hi, Michelle.
- Welcome home.
- Hi.
- Everybody in one piece?
I missed you.
- I'm glad you're back.
- Yeah, so am I.
It'll be a long time before I
wanna get back on a horse again.
You know, I was
thinking it might be nice...
if you and I went into
Dallas and had dinner tonight.
Oh, not tonight,
I'm really tired.
I ain't had a bath
in about three days.
I don't know what
cowboys think is so terrific...
about nursemaiding
a bunch of cows.
But I was hoping we could have
that little talk now that you're back.
Oh, sure. After dinner.
Right now, I'm going upstairs to
soak in a tub for about two hours.
Um, want me to scrub your back?
No, I can manage. Heh, heh.
Is J.R. home?
No, he left a little while ago.
Didn't say where he was going.
Just said he'd be
back for dinner.
Okay.
Mr. Ewing, come in.
Have you heard from James?
No, no, I haven't.
I just dropped by to
see how you're doing.
We're fine.
You're right, it's much
better than that motel.
Yeah.
Well, what did you
find out about me?
You said you had your papers here. I
thought maybe we can save some time.
I don't have any
problem with that.
- Help yourself.
- Thank you.
- Well?
- Well, according to these...
you are Mrs. James Beaumont...
and that's James' son.
That's his son, in
name only so far.
Must be pretty difficult for you,
having a child, bringing it up all alone.
Oh, I'm not alone.
I'm still living
with my parents.
Sounds like you have
a very close family.
You probably think
that's old-fashioned.
No, not at all.
There's nothing more
important than family.
Ohh.
He's probably hungry.
Can you stay with
him? I'll get the bottle.
- Yeah, sure. Thank you.
- He's trying to get out.
Ha-ha-ha. There you go, son.
Look at that.
Here, look here.
What I've got for you.
I can take over now.
No, no, I know how
to feed a baby a bottle.
It's okay, you are his grandpa.
Yeah.
- Who is it?
- Cliff.
Go away, Cliff, I don't need
another door broken down.
Come on, come on, open up.
You said you wanted
to talk. Let's talk.
You happy with yourself, huh? You're
so angry you wanna ruin everything?
What are you talking about?
I'm talking about McKay forcing
me to resign as the energy czar.
Forcing you? How?
Oh, listen, don't play Little
Miss Innocent with me.
You know, I can understand
how you did undercover work.
Because you lie easier
than you tell the truth.
Cliff, what are
you talking about?
You told McKay
that I k*lled Dancer.
Do you honestly
believe I would do that?
You sold me out to J.R. Why
wouldn't you sell me out to McKay?
I didn't sell you out to anyone, if
he found out, it wasn't from me.
That's not what McKay said. You
not only told him, you gave him proof.
You gave him a copy of the
confession I made to the DA.
He could've gotten
that from someone else.
He got it from you...
because you are so ticked off
with me that you had to get even.
You really are a
hopeless case, aren't you?
You're willing to believe
McKay instead of me.
I'm beginning to think
you enjoy being a loser.
That's a hell of a
thing to say to me.
I've been working my buns off to
try to make something of myself.
- But you...
- No, no, not me.
Don't lay that guilt trip on me,
it's you. You are addicted to losing.
Get out, Cliff. I can't stand
the sight of you anymore.
Hey, hey, double for me.
Okay, here I am.
All yours, just as promised.
Should I prepare to defend myself,
or we gonna keep this friendly?
Friendly is definitely
my first choice.
Okay. sh**t.
It's about our marriage.
- Such as it is, you mean.
- Ha, ha.
Yes, such as it is.
Maybe our biggest problem is that
we got married for the wrong reasons.
To get back at J.R.
Right.
Well, that wasn't the only
reason, at least it wasn't for me.
You know that.
Yeah, I know.
It may be hard for you to tell sometimes,
but I think you're pretty okay yourself.
Gee, thanks.
James, all the fighting
that we've been doing...
it isn't any fun anymore.
It's beginning to hurt.
You know, I never
meant to hurt you.
You know why?
Because you've
cared for me all along.
You're just
starting to realize it.
I guess I am.
I'd really like for us to work on our
marriage instead of trying to tear it down.
What do you say?
Please, won't you try?
Yeah, I'm willing to try.
Mr. McKay, Ms. Adams
is here to see you.
Well, thank you.
That will be all, Carla. I won't
need you anymore this evening.
Thank you,
Mr. McKay. Good night.
You can come in.
Well, well. If you've come
to plead mercy for Barnes...
you're wasting your breath.
You're really proud
of yourself, aren't you?
The mighty McKay sh*t down
Cliff and me with the same b*llet.
I thought that was a nice touch.
I can understand your wanting
revenge, but why make him think I did it?
Not revenge, my just due.
Call it what you like.
Are you such a miserable son of a bitch
that you can't stand to see anyone happy?
Look, lady, you both
got just what you deserve.
Now, buzz off.
- Not until you see this.
- Not interested...
- in anything you have to show me.
- Oh, don't be hasty, McKay.
I have a file on you that contains
names, dates, places and times.
You weren't just a minor player
with Dancer's people back East.
What are you getting at?
You've got your
revenge. It stops here.
- Oh, really?
- Yes, really.
You have Cliff's confession.
If you turn it over
to the newspapers...
I'll turn the original of that
over to the newspapers.
It was a long time ago, you'd have
a tough time making that case stick.
Maybe.
But I can sure as hell
make it embarrassing for you.
And haven't you had
enough bad press already?
I'll take that as a yes.
Just one thing.
What?
Why aren't you using
this information now?
Because Cliff doesn't deserve
to be national energy czar.
I always thought Texas was a
desert. But it is so green and pretty.
Yeah.
I guess where you come
from is real nice, huh?
Yeah, and I miss it.
Do you have any idea
when James will be back?
No, darling. He hasn't
gone in touch with me yet.
Say, Debra Lynn, I know
you have a claim on James...
but you haven't seen
him in almost three years.
Well, that wasn't because
I didn't wanna see him.
I know that, but that's
how it worked out, honey.
Now, listen.
Don't you think it'd
be a good idea...
if you went home to your
parents and got a divorce.
And I'd have James contact
you just as soon as he can.
No.
I came this far. I
wanna see it through.
And even though I still care for James,
it's as much for him as it is for me.
Well, it's just that James and
Michelle are so happy together.
It'd be a shame to have
something come between them.
Well, that's not my intention.
James is the baby's father.
He has a right to know that
before any more time has passed.
I don't think more time is
gonna change things, honey.
Surprised to hear you say that.
You told me how
sorry you were...
that you didn't find out about
James until he was grown up.
Don't you think James
would feel the same way?
Yeah, he probably would.
Well, that's all I want for
him, to know that he has a son.
And if he wants to be
involved in his life, he can.
Even if it's from a distance.
I understand, but
if it ever gets out...
that he's still married to you,
he could be charged with bigamy.
I won't let that happen.
I'll let him think that I went
through with the annulment...
then go ahead and get the
divorce as soon as I get back home.
If that's what I think he wants.
Now, that's very
understanding of you.
If things had worked
out differently, I'd have
been very happy to
have you as a daughter.
Well, look at
this little rascal.
He's got me fetching for
him like an old bird dog.
Come here, you little rascal.
All right, let's start the
bidding, 500, 500. Oh, yes.
We got here “we and 3 ha“.
Five, 600, 600.
We got six. Yes,
you're out, sir. Yes, 600.
Six hundred. Eight
hundred dollars.
Eight, eight down there.
Nine hundred dollars. A
thousand. Yes, we got a thousand.
Well, keep your eye on
those. They're prime stock.
And I've sold them
to Billy Lawrence.
That's more than four.
What did I tell you? They
went for a good price.
All right, just bring
those long-horned cattle...
from Folsom County, Texas.
Let's bring them in, we'll start
the cattle at the same price.
These look good too.
Hey, you're catching on
pretty fast, Christopher.
- Anybody could have figured that out.
- Ha-ha-ha.
Hey, Bobby Ewing. Haven't
seen you since Hector was a pup.
- Frank Jobe, how are you?
- Good, good.
Oh, no, this can't be
young Christopher.
- He's practically grown.
- That's him.
You remember Mr. Jobe, son?
Sure. Hi, Mr. Jobe, how are you?
Never better.
Frank, you looking to expand
your herd, or just looking?
Well, maybe a little bit of
both, I suppose. Yourself?
Oh, I'm just here to give
some pointers on buying beef.
Listen, Bobby, next time you're
up in my neck of the woods...
drop in and sit a
spell, and bring the boy.
Okay, we'll do it.
Oh, say, did you hear about your
friend, Cliff Barnes? You hear the news?
No, what?
He resigned as a national energy
czar. Darnedest thing I ever heard of.
You all take care.
Say, Debbie, go fetch a bottle
of my favorite champagne.
- I've got some celebrating to do.
Ha, ha. DEBBIE: Yes, sir, Mr. Ewing.
- Hey, James.
- Hey, you're in a good mood. What's up?
Well, sometimes, even
when the blinds are drawn...
the light comes
streaming through.
Not only is Cliff Barnes out of
the ORC, he's out of Washington.
The man resigned.
- No kidding. How come?
- Mm-hm.
Hell, I don't know. Who cares?
He's his own worst enemy anyhow.
- Is this satisfactory, Mr. Ewing?
- Yeah, that's fine. Go, pour it.
You know, you may find
this surprising, James...
but I spent a lot of time with
Michelle while you were gone.
You must have loved that. Heh.
Yeah, there's a lot more to
that girl than meets the eye.
I hope you're making your
homecoming a memorable occasion.
Well, we've at least agreed
to stop hurting each other...
and we decided to try and
make our marriage work.
Well, that is good news.
Now, don't you think it's
time for you to sit down...
and work out the
ownership deal on Ewing Oil.
Now, why are you so
concerned with that?
Well, James, anything could
happen to upset the apple cart.
I mean, what if she got mad
at you for some little thing?
You could be out the door.
Yeah, I suppose you're right.
Do you have any suggestions?
Yeah.
I think you ought to concentrate
on keeping her happy.
You know, send her some flowers
and trinkets and things like that.
- You know, women like to be pampered.
- Yeah.
Well, I'm not real good
at that sort of thing.
It just takes practice.
You get her all nice and softened
up, then sweet-talking her...
into changing that premarital
agreement will just be a cinch.
Yeah.
Cliff, are you sure you really
know what you're doing in here?
I've eaten enough of this stuff.
Seems like I should be able to cook it.
You invited yourself over
here, now what do you want?
I know I'm butting in.
I just thought that maybe
you could use a friend.
A-ha. Well, friends generally
mind their own business.
Why'd you resign, Cliff?
Everything was going your way.
You had the right girl, the right job.
- What happened?
- J.R. happened.
How can that be J.R.'s
fault? Aren't you reaching?
No, I'm not. No.
It started when Liz sold
J.R. her brother's company.
Two dozen red
roses, the card to read:
"For Michelle. To the first
day of our new life, James."
- Is that it? J.R.: Yeah,
yeah, that's good for now.
Pardon my curiosity, but why isn't
James sending the flowers himself?
Well, James is a nice boy...
but he doesn't know the first thing
about keeping a woman happy.
I can't take a chance on
their marriage busting up.
If it does, he's right
out of Ewing Oil.
I thought they were
getting along much better.
Yeah, they seem to be.
But there's a torpedo boat on the horizon
just waiting to sink their marriage.
And I've gotta hold it
off for as long as I can.
Cliff, why did you
knuckle under to McKay?
The DA obviously believed
it was self-defense...
or he would have prosecuted you.
Doesn't matter.
I didn't want the
damn job anyway.
Not the way I got it.
Why are you so angry with Liz?
She sold the company to
J.R. because she loves you.
She wanted to help you.
She loved me so much, then why
did she tell McKay that I k*lled Dancer?
Huh? Answer me that, friend.
Why would you believe
anything McKay tells you?
Because Liz hates me and
she wanted to stick it to me.
- I don't believe that.
- I don't care what you believe.
You know, I've had it with you.
Why don't you just get out of here?
You're right, I'm out of here.
Go stick your nose in
somebody else's business.
Just get out of here
and leave me alone.
You know, Cliff, you
deserve to be left alone.
You are so full of self-pity, I'm
surprised you haven't choked on it by now.
Hello, James.
Hi.
Well, hello.
You are the sweetest,
most thoughtful thing.
Thank you.
Yeah, those roses are lovely,
I was here when they arrived.
Oh, I'm glad you liked them.
They're absolutely beautiful.
Why don't you come upstairs
and see them for yourself?
Yeah, why don't I?
Don't worry about dinner, I'll have
Theresa keep something warm for you.
Aww!
- You b*at me again.
- I just got lucky.
No, you didn't, you
b*at me fair and square.
And I'm gonna have
to start practicing.
Christopher, I have an
important question to ask you.
Okay.
All your life you've heard
about the oil business...
and the Ewing dynasty...
and how passing the torch
from one generation to the next...
is the most important
thing in our lives, right?
Uh-huh.
Well, things are different
for me right now, son.
How would you feel if I weren't
in the oil business anymore...
if I didn't pass it on to you?
Because you want to
stick with ranching instead?
That's right.
I'd take cattle drives and going
to Fort Worth over oil any day.
Good.
Then cattle it is.
We'll leave the oil slicks to
James and John Ross, okay?
- One more game?
- Sure.
All right.
- Loser's serve.
- Loser's serve. Okay, goggles on.
- Good morning.
- Good morning.
Well, hello there.
You all must have
quite an appetite.
Oh, we skipped
dinner last night.
Yeah, where were
you guys, anyway?
We had a little something
to take care of. That's all.
James, are you coming to my
scout cookout Saturday night?
We're having hot
dogs and everything.
I'm sorry, John Ross, I promised Michelle
I'd take her out to dinner that night.
He can go with you
next time. Right, James?
- Sure.
- No problem.
Well, I gotta get going.
Get one of the hired
hands to drive you to school.
I got an appointment.
- Oh, come on, Dad.
- No, it can't be helped.
I'd be happy to
take you, John Ross.
- You would?
- Of course, I'd love to.
Nothing like exercise
early in the a.m., huh?
It gets my blood flowing.
Gets my competitive edge
pumping, know what I mean?
Yeah, I feel the same way.
You know, I do some of my
best thinking when I exercise.
Like, I was thinking about
this James situation...
when I was running
a 10K yesterday.
I actually b*at my best
time by 12.3 seconds.
What about James?
There's no way he's gonna
get nailed on the bigamy charge.
He clearly thought he was a free
man when he married Michelle...
who, by the way, he's
obviously not legally married to.
Well, the girl was underage
at the time of the wedding.
Can we make a case
that the marriage is invalid?
No, she only thought
she was underage.
The state had lowered the illegal age
a month or two before they got married.
So I'm afraid young
Mr. James is unequivocally...
and legally married to
the lovely Miss Debra Lynn.
I wanna know what James'
options are. I wanna know now.
Well, if James wants Michelle, he's
gonna have to divorce Debra Lynn.
The alimony and the child
support are gonna be a disaster.
But he'll be free to marry Michelle, or
anybody else he wants to, for that matter.
I'll be happy to represent them.
Is there no other way?
No, sir.
Damn.
Damn.
Go away.
Come on, Cliff. It's
Michelle, let me in.
Yeah.
So, what do you think?
- What do I think about what?
- My outfit.
Isn't it the most gorgeous
thing you've ever seen?
I wanna show you
what else I bought.
Hell, I don't want a fashion show.
Don't you know what happened to me?
You don't read the papers?
You turned down the energy job.
So you could go into
Ewing Oil with me, right?
No, that's not the reason why.
But now that you bring it up...
it's still not a bad idea.
Well, that's really what I
came by to talk to you about.
I know that we had a
deal to get James and J.R.
But things are going really
well between us right now.
I think we should call
the whole thing off.
Please, Michelle,
don't do this to me.
Cliff, I'm sorry, but my
marriage is finally working out.
I'm getting everything
I ever wanted.
Don't go after J.R.
Don't go after J.R.?
He's the reason my
life's in pieces right now.
But it'll ruin it for me.
It'll ruin it for you?
Cliff, please.
As a friend, just forget it.
- Don't you want to see me happy?
- Yeah, sure, I do.
I just don't see how you
can be happy with a Ewing.
It's you and me, we're the team.
As friends, absolutely.
But you know
that I love James...
and he's finally realizing
that he's in love with me.
Cliff, please.
Promise me you
won't spoil this for me.
I promise. Yeah.
I knew I could count on you.
And don't worry, you'll
land on your feet again.
You always do.
He takes after his uncle.
- Your brother?
- Yeah, he's the horseman in the family.
Well, it's an adorable rocking
horse but you really shouldn't have.
Mr. Ewing, it's hard for me to believe
you still haven't heard from James.
Oh, well, it's not unusual for
him to be out in the field this long.
He'll be back in a couple
of days. Three at the most.
That long? Maybe I
should talk to his wife then.
No, you can't. She's with him.
Mr. Ewing, you know James
can go to jail for bigamy.
I don't want to turn him in...
but I will if I find out that you
haven't been telling me the truth.
Debra Lynn, I'm
surprised at you.
Why should I lie to you?
I don't know.
But in this age of
CB's and car phones...
and satellite dishes, I don't understand
why you can't get a hold of him.
Well, I tell you what I'll do.
I'll go home and make some calls and
then see what I can find out, all right?
I think you've made
yourself a conquest, Grandpa.
Bye-bye.
Hello.
Hello, mother.
I thought you would've
called before this.
I know I missed your plane.
I have to see you.
Well, I don't care
where you are. Either I'll
go there or you can
come and meet me here.
No, next month won't
do. It has to be now.
We have to talk.
I met Bobby Ewing.
Okay. Then I'll
see you tomorrow.
Goodbye, mother.
Ewing Oil.
No, I'm sorry,
Mr. Beaumont isn't in.
Can you please tell me
when he'll be back in town?
He's in town. He's
just not in the office.
When did he get back?
He hasn't been away. Do
you wish to leave a message?
No, thank you. I'll call back.
Hello, does the hotel
have a babysitting service?
They do. Good.
Hey, James, how'd your day go?
Great.
Michelle?
Very eventful, in fact.
Well, James and I
went to my lawyer...
to see about making James an
unconditional partner in Ewing Oil.
Now, wait a minute, don't tell me
you two had a prenuptial agreement.
Oh, well, nothing to
worry about, but we...
Get out of my way.
Can't come in without
being announced.
Oh, yeah? You watch me.
- Debra Lynn?
- Who?
Oh, my God.
You lied to me.
James was never
even out of town.
Well, all bets are off, Grandpa.
I am still legally
married to James.
Still his wife and the mother of
his child, and she's out of here.
Next on Dallas:
I'm the one he is married to.
I am not talking to you, sweetie,
I am talking to my husband.
- So am I.
- Well, this story has a two-drink minimum.
I can spot them a mile away.
Yes, sir, this one has
the eye of the devil.
Oh, man.
Daddy?
That's right. Daddy.
I can't believe you're
taking this crap.
Cliff, I can't get into a
spitting contest with Bambi.
I could be pregnant now.
- You kind of got two wives now, right?
- Yeah, sort of.
Are you all gonna
stay in the same room?
- Don't get carried away.
- If I'm not legally married...
you can forget about a Ewing ever
having anything to do with Ewing Oil.
You got that straight, Grandpa?
- Jory?
- I've seen my mother.
She told me everything.