05x05 - One Kind of Justice

[bunniefuu]

Set a date yet?

By the time the Ewing's redistribute their inheritance

I'll be one of them.

Mrs. Gary Ewing.

Well, you've got the evidence.

Without you there won't be any justice.

Justice for me is happily ever after with Ken.

He's gonna pay for what he's done.

You know there's more where that came from.

With or without strings?

I don't do strings.

You spin webs.

-Do you think this case is over? -It's all over.

Chip, could I get a picture, please?

-Sure. -Would you stand right here?

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Why don't you just go for it, ma'am?

What?

Well I was watching you and you can't seem to make up your mind.

If I were you I'd throw caution to the wind and just go on in.

-You would? -What have you got to lose?

I don't know.

[indistinct chatter]

Well, I'll wait then.

[gasps] Diana!

-Have you seen Chip? -Not today.

He's gonna tell the truth, isn't he?

Well, you'll tell it then, won't you?

What is the truth, Diana?

I don't know.

All this time I've been defendin' him,

now I'm not so sure.

Lilimae, what're you doing here?

-I told you, I want to see Chip. -You saw him!

Well, I need to talk to him again.

Are you gonna hang around here all day?

As long as it takes.

We've got you, Fenice, you know we've got you.

Sure you got me, that's why I'm here.

I'd be pretty stupid not to know that.

What you don't have is anything on me.

-Can I have some of that gum? -Yeah, sure.

Nick, cut it out.

Well, you really gotta learn to control that temper, Nick.

Chip, just don't push it.

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-Hi, honey. -Hi.

Well, what happened? What's up?

[sighs] Oh, nothing. They wouldn't let me see Chip.

And Lilmae's been hanging around the police station all day long.

-Why? -I don't know.

To pester Chip, I guess.

To pester me.

I just couldn't stand being there.

Anything I can do?

Well, you could get Chip out and keep everybody else away.

You know I would if I could.

Yeah, I do.

Well, I'm gonna go take a shower.

-Okay. Bye. -Bye.

[horn honking]

-What brings you out here? -I was hoping you could tell me.

Gary called, said he wanted to see me.

Really? Did he say why?

No.

Well, he should be back any minute.

Come on.

Uh, have you set a date yet?

No, but I'm working on it.

Don't worry, by the time the Ewing's

redistribute their inheritance I'll be one of them.

Mrs. Gary Ewing.

-Time's running out. -Don't worry.

I'm a fast worker.

-Want some ice tea? -Yeah, I'd love some.

Good.

[chuckles]

[grunting]

That's alright. Don't help. I'm fine.

I can see that.

Sit still.

I won, didn't I?

-I know I still beat you. -Big deal. So you beat me.

What's that supposed to mean?

That your family didn't come over in steerage?

I don't play to prove my pedigree.

I play to win.

Sit still. Sit still.

You're doing just fine.

You don't think I'm gonna let anything like a bum knee

keep you from my fundraiser tonight, do you?

[chuckles] This, no. Karen, yes.

-Karen? -Yeah.

For all that's been going on lately, I don't know.

I'm lucky to get her to go anywhere.

You better insist on it, buddy.

'Cause from what you told me,

it sounds like you've got an obsessed woman on your hands.

[chuckles] You're damn right she's obsessed.

It's her daughter.

I know that. I know kids, too.

As long as Diana thinks that Karen's only objective in life

is to get her back in the house, she'll resist

and have fun doing it.

Ah, I don't know.

Listen, I'm going to take a run at the United States senate.

And I'm putting together a terrific team.

And I want you to be part of it.

Yeah? Karen?

Especially Karen.

We'll find something terrific for her to do.

We'll start with pictures. We'll get her picture in the paper.

Knott's Landing do-gooder joined summer campaign.

The kid will see the picture,

realize that her mother's not obsessed,

and come running home with her tail between her legs.

Yeah, um...

-You guarantee it? -You nuts.

-Oh, I got it. I'm okay. -Come on.

Let me give you a hand.

-Mom, no. -Eric, let go.

-Mom. J-just wait. -I have to see her, Eric.

-Just wait. Just wait. -Eric, I'm not kidding. Let go.

Mom, Diana doesn't want to see you.

Don't you think I know that? She's become a stranger to me.

And I-I...

[sobbing]

Oh, Eric. I'm losing her. I just have to make contact.

I've got to try.

Maybe if you could just give her a little time.

-Alright. Move over. -What're you doing?

I'm driving. You're in no condition to.

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Thanks for coming out on a Saturday, Jim.

What can I do for you, Gary?

Well, I think I'm ready to take care of my own affairs now.

Abby doesn't need power of attorney anymore.

Gary, it's wonderful to hear you say that.

-I knew you'd be delighted. -Oh, I am. I really am.

-Anything I need to sign? -Uh, I'll have to draw it up.

-Right away. -Absolutely.

Oh, Abby, I've accepted an invitation

for Gregory Sumner's fundraiser tonight for both of us.

-Sumner? -Mm-hm.

Well, I've never been a very big fan of his. I...

He's an environmentalist, Abby. He thinks the same way I do.

We ought to get involved in his campaign,

maybe give him some money.

We want to help get him elected, don't we?

It's important to me, Abby.

Come on.

Hyah.

Oh, boy.

Gregory Sumner. That's all I need.

You know him?

Yeah, we met.

It wasn't exactly love at first sight.

It seems to me that Sumner is the least of your problems.

The power of attorney? Oh, that was inevitable.

I've been expecting him to revoke it.

What shall I do?

Draw up the papers as soon as possible.

That'll mean Gary will regain sole control over everything

except the Appaloon holdings.

Well, Jim, it's Gary's money and Gary's decision.

I have to honor it.

Just divert every possible cent into the Appaloon accounts,

then draw up the papers.

Then revoke my power of attorney.

-Got it? Okay. -Got it.

-Detective Baines? -Yes, Mrs. Clements?

Chip hasn't confessed yet or anything?

-No, he hasn't. -Well, can I see him?

-No, Mrs. Clements. -But--

Mrs. Clements, we haven't charged Chip yet.

Now, unless we come up with some evidence,

he's going to be released tomorrow morning.

You can see him then.

But if you let me talk to him again,

I might be able to help.

How?

By looking him straight in the eye

and telling him to come clean.

Mrs. Clements, has Chip ever looked you

straight in the eye and lied?

All the time. That's why I can recognize his lies.

-Mrs. Clements, please go home. -Oh, but I can't.

I-I feel responsible.

I have to be here.

Well, that's up to you.

You'll have to excuse me. I'm sorry.

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[doorbell ringing]

Karen?

-Where is she? -She doesn't want to see you.

I didn't ask you if she wanted to see me.

I asked you where she is.

-She's not here. -I don't believe you, Abby.

She's at the jail waiting to see Chip.

Mom, let's go and come back, okay?

That's a good idea. Why don't you do that?

Or better yet, why don't I have Diana call you?

I'll wait for her.

-I didn't invite you to wait! -I invited myself.

-[sighs] Karen, look. -No, you look.

We are not talking about a pet or a pawn in a chess game

or any of the lives you use as currency

in the running of your own life. We're talking about my daughter.

Somebody I carried in my body and fed form my body

and raised and nourished for years and years

and months and days.

All of the minutes and hours

of care and concern

and doing what you have to do

even before you know whether it's wrong or right

and doing the best you can to make her

as good as you can make her, which means

better than you are yourself.

-Mom. -Don't you dare interrupt me.

You see, Abby, that's what I do.

I sit at home figuring out the number of days

and minutes and hours I have been her mother,

and I am not going to throw them in an ash can

because of a few minutes of idiocy,

mine, Diana's, or yours,

and I am certainly not gonna back away

because it's bad manners to stay here without--

-Karen, if you'll let me. -Let you what?

Make it worse? Tell her what she wants to hear?

That her mother's a thoughtless fool

who shouldn't be listened to?

Don't put it on Abby, mother.

Diana.

She didn't have to come between us.

You did all the damage yourself.

All I was trying to do--

[Diana] You don't have to tell me. I was there.

I know what you did.

I know how you felt, what you've been saying.

I know that if it weren't for you,

my husband would be with me this very minute.

But he's a k*ller. He confessed it to you.

I know that everything was fine

until you decided that you knew better than everybody

what was best and right for everybody.

-Listen to yourself, Diana. -Better to myself than to you.

Look, do us a favor.

-Get away. Leave us alone. -Diana!

-Butt out. -You don't mean that.

-I do mean it. Get lost. -Diana!

Leave us alone. Forget about me.

-Damn you, Diana. -Stay out of my life!

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Stay out of my life.

Olivia.

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Honey, are you okay?

Yeah.

This is all gonna go away, you know?

-No, it's not. -Come on.

Your mother and you are both like that.

Neither one of you meant what you said.

-I meant it. -We'll see.

I don't know what I'd do without you now, Abby.

What're aunts for?

Your mom didn't mean what she said, though, did she?

About what?

Chip confessing to you?

-Wait a minute now. -Honey, wait, I-I-I'm...

-I'm not prying, believe me. -No.

You're just asking me if my husband's a k*ller.

Wait a minute, remember, I'm not your mother.

You don't have to tell me anything you don't want to.

-There's nothing to tell. -Okay.

Have you seen Olivia?

No.

You sure you're okay?

Yeah, I'm sure.

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Karen?

-Have you heard the news? -What news?

Well, they're gonna let Chip go tomorrow morning.

I spoke to Detective Baines.

Now they can concentrate on looking for Richard.

M-maybe if they can't pin anything on him,

maybe Chip isn't the m*rder*r.

-You two should hear yourselves. -What?

Listen to me.

Chip confessed to Diana, that's a fact.

Diana can't be forced to testify against her husband,

and my saying that she admitted it to me

isn't admissible in court because it's hearsay.

So if they released Chip, it isn't because he's innocent,

but because they've got no evidence.

-Are you sure? -Yes.

I'm positive he's the k*ller.

He told Diana, Diana told me.

Chip, not Richard, not Gary, nobody else. Chip.

And if you two can't accept it, then you're both a lot stupider

than you've been acting. And that's pretty stupid.

-Sounds pretty ugly. -It was ugly.

[Olivia] Gary.

[Gary] Don't ask me questions

I can't answer.

[Olivia] Okay.

[Gary] Okay what?

[Olivia] Do you think Diane and Aunt Karen

will get to be okay again?

[Gary] I hope so. I don't know.

[Olivia] My mom doesn't like Aunt Karen.

[Gary] It's mutual.

-I wish... -What?

Never mind.

What?

I wish that I knew whether my mom

really wants to help Diana.

-Or... -Or what?

I don't know. Sometimes I think she likes it.

You know, being the one Diana turns to.

Well, when two people like each other,

they turn to each other.

There's nothing wrong with that, is there?

No, I mean...

she likes seeing Aunt Karen miserable.

Do you think she does?

Don't ask me questions I can't answer.

Olivia, your mother's human.

Don't be too hard on her for that, okay?

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Hi, honey.

What's that?

What's what?

Come on.

Come on, you don't have to hide it. What is it?

Huh?

It's okay to look at pictures of daddy.

Hey.

You know, daddy and I weren't getting along with each other.

He wanted to stay with you and Daniel,

but I guess I didn't make it easy on him.

I guess he just couldn't take it anymore.

I guess you and I have to face up to the fact

that he's gone, huh?

Yeah.

But why did he go?

You know, without telling us where he was going.

I don't know.

Maybe I didn't give him any choice.

He loved me.

Your daddy loved you more than anything.

If he loved me, he wouldn't have left.

Never say that.

Wherever daddy is, he's thinking about you

and he's missing you very much.

If he missed me, he'd come and see me.

Other kids whose dads don't live with him come and see them.

Well, things are different in this house.

I hate him.

You don't hate him, you miss him, that's all.

I hate him.

I hate him.

-Jason? -I hate him.

I hate him.

I hate him.

[sobbing] Oh, God. Oh, God.

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[policeman] No, you can't see him.

But if I can see him, I can help.

I can get him to confess.

No doubt. But you can't see him.

Well, how about, uh, how about Detective Baines?

Can I see her or that other officer?

Gone to dinner. Anyway, he has a visitor.

-His wife's in with him. -Diane is in there?

If that's his wife, yeah.

Come on, lady. Let me do my job.

Piece of cake. I'll be out of here in 20 hours.

-And then what? -Just you and me, kid.

On the road to who knows where together.

We'll put all this behind us.

I can't wait. This is excruciating.

I'll never forget how you stood by me.

Every step of the way.

I never once said anything.

You know what I'll never forget?

All that you've done for me.

♪ What I did for love ♪

♪ Love love and love ♪♪

[laughing]

I'll bring the parts invoices on Monday.

-I'm coming in on Monday. -You are?

Enough is enough. Life goes on.

And this is no way to run a business.

Mack.

-Hi. -What happened?

I re-injured an old trick knee.

-Hey, Marcia. How you doing? -Fine.

-Sorry about your knee. -Yeah, it'll be alright.

It's one of those things, you know, comes and goes.

No reason or nothing.

Take care of it. See you Monday, Karen. Bye, Mack?

I'll see you, Marcia. Is there a-anything I c-can get you?

No, fine, fine. What did she mean, see you Monday?

-I'm going back to work. -Well, that's terrific.

-Yeah, I mean... -Great.

I can't stop living. I've got my own, got my own life.

Sure you do.

You did it, didn't you? You went to the ranch.

-Yeah. -God.

It's rough, huh?

Oh, Mack. I mean it, though.

I just have to put some distance between...

Hey, you tell me about your day.

Well, I destroyed Greg's son to one-on-one.

-With ease. -With ease!

Then he invites us to his fundraiser tonight.

Oh, Mack, no. I just can't.

Okay, fine. Terrific.

Oh, God, Mack.

It was so awful.

Just to talk.

Everybody needs to talk to me,

only nobody has anything new to say.

Oh, I do. I do.

See, Diana, you and I are alike in one way.

We both understand him.

W-we both loved him, didn't we?

Love, not loved. Present tense.

Alright, fair enough.

I do love him, too, still and in spite of it all.

But because we love him, because we understand,

we have an obligation.

What kind of an obligation?

An obligation to turn him in?

An obligation to our family and friends, to protect them,

because it was our love for him, for Chip,

that led him into our lives and into the lives

of our family and neighbors.

I don't want to hear any of this, okay?

So if you've got a say it go to church or someplace,

but leave me alone.

Justice isn't easy to come by, Diana.

If he's guilty, let justice find the evidence.

Well, you've got the evidence.

Without you there won't be any justice.

Justice for me is happily ever after with Chip.

Well, somebody's got to make sure.

He's got to pay for what he's done.

Who's going to make sure he pays?

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Well, I don't know.

Well, I guess I'd better go check in.

-Oh, okay. Mm-hm. -Excuse me.

I'm that guy right there.

-Val? What're you doing here? - Hi!

Oh, Ben's interested in Sumner's Senate campaign.

-Oh. -What about you two?

I've known him for years. This is terrific.

-When do we meet Ben? -Mr. and Mrs. MacKenzie?

-Hi, I'm Carol. -Oh, hi.

Hi, um, Senator Sumner would like to have a word with you

before he enters the party.

-Oh. -Well, go ahead.

You'll get a chance to meet Ben later.

-Okay. -Alright. Have a good time.

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-What's the matter? - Huh?

-What's the matter? -Nothing.

-Your tight as a drum. -I'm not.

What's she doing here?

I don't know.

Gary, do we have to stay?

No.

But I want to.

Excuse me, Detective Morrison.

What can I do for you, Mrs. Clements?

Well, I-I want to talk to Chip again.

I mean, to Tony Fenice. I know I'm not supposed to.

Sure, why not?

Lonnie, let this lady see Fenice, alright?

I've looked you up, Mrs. MacKenzie.

You're one terrific citizen, Karen.

You know, you and I have been on the same side

of a lot of issues.

Me in the legislature, and you on the picket lines.

-Or manning the phone. -Yes, I know.

But see, it's Mack's help that I need right now.

Precisely because

he isn't associated with any dogma.

See, the truth is, Mack, while Karen and I have been out

defending civil liberties,

the people have been getting mugged.

Their homes are being broken into.

Their children are being molested, poisoned by dope.

People are wondering,

what in the hell has happened to their civil liberties.

You're not suggesting that we forget about them.

I'm not suggesting anything. I've got nothing to suggest.

The law and order crowd hasn't done

any better or worse than we liberals.

So it seems to me...

that what we need is a new way of thinking.

I'd like to establish a crime commission in California.

Great, California needs another crime commission

as much as California needs another blue blazer.

Witty guy, right?

How do you stand living with this guy?

Look, this one's going to be different, Mack.

There's no statistical analysis,

no studies of causes.

What we're going to do here is collect

and dissect solutions.

Scenarios, if that's a word you can stand.

Every crime-reducing scenario,

that anyone comes up with will be evaluated.

How effective, the upside, the downside,

immediate effects, long-range effects.

The only thing we're gonna care about, at first,

is finding the solutions that work.

Sounds formidable.

At least formidable.

And I'd like to do it here, right now.

If it works in California, it'll get me to Washington.

And once I get there, I'll put it into effect nationwide.

[chuckles] And once you get it done on a national level,

it'll get you to the White House.

Well, that thought has crossed my mind, old buddy.

But first things first,

commissions need commissioners.

Three, four tops. Guys who know what they're talking about.

Guys who know the streets and understand the courts.

Guys who look good on the tube, talk like real people,

not like social workers.

Mainly, guys who are 100%

absolutely whistle-clean.

So far, the only guy I know who has those characteristics

are Mack MacKenzie.

Well, Greg, thank you for the thought.

Listen, I need a couple of guys to do a dirty job

and to come off like heroes doing it.

And you're one of those guys.

I think that means he won't take no for an answer.

She's a whip, man.

[indistinct chatter]

Evans, Pam, thanks for coming.

Senator Gary Ewing,

representing the Shoreline Preservation Society.

Oh, pleased to meet you, Mr. Ewing.

Pleased to meet you. Um, a donation.

Why, thank you very much.

My fiance, Abby Cunningham.

Miss Cunningham, nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

Why don't you give my office a call, Mr. Ewing,

and we'll set up an appointment

to talk about, uh, the preservation program.

-Great. -Nice meeting you.

Thank you.

I'm not religious.

Lord, preserve my sinner's soul.

But I do believe it's more blessed to give than to receive.

And God knows you gave me plenty of opportunity to give.

I'm grateful for that.

Chip, I know you k*lled Ciji,

and I know how much you must be suffering with it.

But, Chip, it's not enough

just to suffer remorse,

because if you get away without punishment,

well, you'll start thinking,

well... here I am.

I'm going about my business feeling pretty good.

I don't think about it all the time, just some.

Then it gets easier to bear as time goes by,

so maybe, well, maybe the k*lling's not so bad.

I mean, not bad like I was taught it was.

But, Chip, it is bad.

That sweet, beautiful girl,

all that talent, all that lovely singing,

snuffed out, silenced forever.

Well, maybe you could say it was an accident.

I know you're not a k*ller deep down,

and what good could prison do you?

But there's others in this, Chip.

There's others suffering.

I mean, there's Diana and her mama,

that whole nice family.

Chip...

I want you to tell them what you did.

Tell the police.

Everybody makes mistakes. The law takes that into account.

It won't be bad, and you'll feel better

because you'll be letting people get on with their lives.

You'll start to repair the damage you've done.

Please, Chip.

Please, for me.

For Diana. For Ciji.

For yourself, please.

Lilimae...

I can't tell you how lovely you look today,

and how much your visit has meant to me,

but I'll be getting out of here in the morning,

and I think I should start getting my things together.

I asked you, Chip.

I begged you.

Lilimae, you've done everything you could.

You've nothing to be ashamed of.

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Shame is all I've got now.

It's time then to strip away labels,

forgo dogma,

roll up our sleeves, draw back the curtains,

and let in the light of new ideas.

Asking ourselves

not if we're sure they'll work

but only if they're worthwhile.

Only if they're worth trying.

And if the answer is yes,

well then we're gonna give them a shot.

[applauding]

You're gonna accept, aren't you?

Of course he's gonna accept.

I'll probably accept.

I just need some time to think about it.

What do you have to think about?

-Listen to him, come on! -He's great, I think he's great.

Ben, what do you think, you're around these guys all the time?

Well, it sounds like a terrific approach to a bull of a problem.

-Sumner, I mean Sumner. -You see, Ben's a journalist.

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Hold off till I finish, fellas, thank you.

He thinks that all politicians are fake.

No, I didn't think that at all.

Um, just Sumner?

Sumner's clean as far as I know.

-Then what's the problem? -I don't know.

Just look around, this is a very rich crowd.

This isn't Sumner's traditional constituency at all.

I mean, he was locked in the state legislature for years.

He was an uncompromising idealist.

He couldn't raise a nickel to run even for congress.

And now in one fell swoop

he's going for the senate, and he seems to have

the wherewithal to do it.

Just makes me wonder, that's all.

And when we find out we're gonna move to plan C.

Well, I just need some more time to think about it.

But I'd like to talk to Ben some more.

[Greg] We've got to take big chances.

Like Franklin Delano Roosevelt

we're going to put a greater premium on trying, on action

rather than on being right all the time.

[applauding]

I can't imagine that g*ng

that's temporarily in power in Washington

saying something like that today. Can you?

[indistinct chatter]

We're going to try anything to lick a problem.

And keep on trying until we get it right.

With one exception, the election,

I think we ought to get that right the first time.

And with your help we will. Thank you.

Now.

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[all exclaiming]

Where's Matt going?

Oh, h-he has to go see Janet Gaines.

They can only hold Chip until tomorrow morning.

So he just wants to see what's up.

So, what do you think?

About what?

-Oh, Ben. -Of course Ben.

-What do you mean? -He's cute. Very cute

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Well, tomorrow he walks. I don't believe it.

-That's it. -For now maybe.

But he'll slip, somewhere down the line you'll get him.

No not me.

Maybe you will, maybe Morrison. Not me.

-Why? -Because...

I'm taking myself off the case.

Oh, come on, Janet, that doesn't sound like you.

No. It is me.

You know, I'm too close to this Mack.

I hate this case.

I hate that lousy schlub we're letting go guilty as sin.

I hate... I hate that...

Laura Avery for hanging on to that sick story of hers.

Practically hoping that her husband was a m*rder*r.

He was just a poor unloved guy

who just couldn't cope.

And you know what else Mack?

I hated what happened to Gary Ewing.

And I hated myself for feeling sorry for him.

A millionaire drunk, a millionaire drunk!

And I hated hating that smart little lady

who'll probably put him right back where he started

before he... before this whole case began.

-Hey, wait a minute. -Hey, Mack, listen.

No, I'm just I'm just talking, you asked that's all.

No, I'm just talking, just listen.

You know I-I-I hated watching your family fall apart.

And I hated myself for...

deep down inside feeling a...

a twinge of satisfaction, you know?

Satisfaction? Why?

You really have to ask?

Mack, what do you do with your feelings

when you're through with them, huh?

You just toss them out?

I don't.

No, once I care, I always care.

Janet, we were never really right.

I know that.

But we weren't all that wrong.

Oh, I guess just some stupid part of me

thought that, um...

it was okay for us not to be right

as long as you weren't right with someone else.

You know what I mean?

You're human.

No, I'm not. I'm a cop.

-Janet. -What?

Um...

I'll miss you.

Yeah, I'll miss you too.

[Abby] I really did enjoy your speech.

[Greg] Well, I did read. That's really helpful.

That check bears a Ewing signature, you know.

And I'm delighted to have it.

I thought you weren't interested in Ewing money.

I'm interested in any money that's gonna

help me with the campaign.

So long as there's no strings attached.

Besides, Gary Ewing and J.R. Ewing

are two different breeds of contributor.

I see you've done some research.

The moment you left the office.

-That's impressive. -Well, I do what I can.

You know, there's more where that came from.

With or without strings?

I don't do strings.

You spin webs.

Now and then.

Any complaints?

Not so far.

Well, we'll have to talk.

Mm-hm.

-Yeah, I feel great. -Well, you look great too.

-Thanks. You too. -Thank you.

Yeah, the ranch has really been a godsend.

I wish you could see it.

-Well, maybe sometime. -Yeah, sure.

Yeah, alright. uh-huh.

Honey, we gotta go hit the, uh...

Um, Ben, this is Gary.

-Gary, this is Ben Gibson. -Hi.

This is awkward as hell, isn't it?

You're telling me.

-Karen. -Hello, Abby.

Karen, I wanted you to know that Diana is fine.

I saw how fine she was this afternoon.

I thought you'd be interested that tonight she's much better.

She's real excited about Chip's being released tomorrow.

-Abby. -Yes.

Never mind.

Mama! Look, you, you've tried.

Well, maybe this time.

I know, but you've already done

all that you possibly could!

It can't hurt to try once more.

I mean, maybe there's some good in him yet.

Something I can reach.

Mama, I swear, I give up with you.

-I really do. -Lilimae.

I'll go with you. Diana's there.

Mama...

[Lilimae] Just take it easy.

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Okay, guys, let's get going.

Yeah, I want you right over here.

Okay, a wallet containing $7, count it.

Watch, black.

Lip balm.

Nail clipper.

Pocket knife.

Ninety-six cents. Count it.

Keys.

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Thanks, boys.

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-Chip! -Over here Chip!

-You think the race is over? -It's all over.

-Chip, could I get a picture? -Sure.

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