NARRATOR:
Last on Dallas:
Dang. Dang, man.
You said when it came to finding oil
you were never wrong.
If he's got a thing about his ex-wife,
then why shouldn't I use it?
The people you'll be dealing with
won't have your problem.
- I want you in my bed, James Beaumont.
- I'm not some stud for hire.
I promised you a favor,
I always keep my promises.
You're standing on it.
- On what?
- The oil.
APRIL: Does this have anything to do
with that woman?
The one that looks like Pam?
There's something going on
and I feel like I'm losing control of it.
Hey. Hey, stand by.
They have the blowout prepared.
[MEN LAUGHING]
I need the time.
I'm gonna get on with my life.
And when we get back...
...if we ever get back together,
it's gonna be at my convenience.
Just think, Bobby. I can be Pam.
And you can live it all over again.
This is crazy.
[PIANO MUSIC PLAYING]
[MAN LAUGHS]
Have you been hiding from me?
Come on, Melinda,
why don't you knock it off?
It's a good thing Daddy's been busy
or I would've k*lled your deal by now.
Lucky me.
Of course,
there's always time to change your mind.
And change mine.
Look, you're very pretty...
...and I'm sure
you have some redeeming qualities...
...but I'm involved with someone
right now.
Oh, good. For a while there,
I was thinking maybe you didn't like girls.
Why, because I didn't jump
right into bed with you?
- It's the only reason I can think of.
- Well, let me give you a few other reasons.
James, what are you doing here?
I know Mr. Carlisle.
I'm doing a deal with him.
Oh, you wish.
- How long have you been here?
- Oh, just about half an hour.
Don't tell me she's the one.
Aren't you gonna introduce me
to your date?
She's not my date.
She's Mr. Carlisle's daughter.
James just doesn't want anyone to know
that we're an item.
We're not anything.
Where's J. R?
- Hi, honey.
- Hi, Daddy.
Mr. Carlisle, we need to have a talk.
Well, I've done all the talking I need to.
It was nice speaking to you, son.
Maybe we can do business
sometime in the future.
- You said you didn't say anything to him.
- I didn't.
Well, hello, James.
Come on, darling. We're going now.
- You sh*t me down, didn't you?
- What makes you think that?
Because before you showed up,
I had a deal.
He's just using you.
- Of course, you didn't know that.
- No.
You didn't like the idea
of me operating on my own.
- I was protecting you.
- Well, I don't need your help.
- Or your protection.
- Oh, is that right?
Well, all I did was point out that the only
one who could spread enough grease...
...to get that racetrack built
would be me.
And I sure ain't gonna do that.
Why couldn't you have helped James
instead of hurting him?
For one thing, I don't want a racetrack
sitting right next to Southfork...
...or any place near it for that matter.
No, you couldn't stand the thought of me
making a deal without you.
James, you got a lot to learn.
And I just taught you your first lesson:
If you got a deal,
lock it up before somebody comes along...
...and knocks you out of the box.
Good night, son.
Good night, James.
[INTERCOM BUZZES]
- Yes?
SECRETARY: Mr. Barnes is here.
Have him come in.
[CLIFF LAUGHS]
What do you think, huh?
Worth it or not?
You cheated.
You don't look as though you lost an ounce.
A worm couldn't live on
what they feed you.
Truly, for the prices they charge,
they ought to be serving caviar every night.
Your self-control is admirable.
You are right.
- I made a lot of good contacts.
- I'm glad you've accomplished something.
While you were loafing in Austin,
I was making progress.
Loafing, was I?
[CHUCKLES]
Read this.
J. R:
I don't believe it.
Why is this moron's picture
still in the paper?
His picture is in all the papers.
If you ask me,
Cliff is gonna become the head of the ORC.
Well, nobody asked you, Lucy.
I can't believe this man is gonna be
regulating the independent oil industry.
Relax.
He didn't nail us for the tanker disaster.
- We don't have to worry about the ORC.
- Oh, yeah? You just wait, buddy.
I wish you should stop worrying
about Cliff Barnes.
You think he's got nothing to do
except plot against you.
Mama, the man is... He's like a virus.
Every time you think you're rid of it,
he bites again.
- Well, I'll be damned.
- What is it?
Guy I used to know
by the name of Atticus Ward.
They're reading his will
and his lawyer wants me to be there.
Was he rich or something?
He were rich, all right.
Miserable, old curmudgeon.
You didn't like him?
Well, I don't like to speak ill of the dead
but in this case, I could make an exception.
Well, why would you be in his will?
No reason I can think of.
Well, then you're not going?
Oh, I might. Just out of curiosity.
- And I want you to be there.
- What for?
Well, if I'm right...
...there are gonna be some characters there
that you should meet.
Most of us grew up together
in San Angelo.
Hey, boys,
you're gonna be late for the bus.
- Okay, bye.
- Goodbye.
Oh, I almost forgot,
next week is family night at school.
- Okay.
- And you can bring April if you want.
She's not family yet, son.
I'll probably just come alone, all right?
Sure. Bye.
Bye.
[INTERCOM BUZZES]
Yes?
WOMAN [O VER INTERCOM]: Mr. Inagaki,
there's a Mr. Carter McKay of Westar here.
He'd like to see you for a moment.
Ask him to come in.
Mr. Inagaki.
I hope you will forgive me
for coming by without an appointment.
But, of course.
It's a great pleasure to meet you.
I have heard much of you
since my arrival in Dallas.
And I you.
You're making quite a name for yourself.
Thank you. Please, be seated.
You got some of the local boys
a little worried.
How so?
Well, you're picking up a building here
and a mall there.
You must own quite a bit of property
in Dallas by now.
A few pieces.
Well, it's one of those pieces
that I came to talk to you about.
I didn't know Westar
was interested in real estate.
Westar is interested in everything.
But this is personal, it's not Westar.
I see.
And how can I help you?
In the warehouse district,
very near the west end...
...you own some property
that I would like to buy.
[SIGHS]
What is it about that property
that makes everyone want to buy it?
But not everyone who's interested
has my money or power.
It's not for sale.
Everything is for sale.
The right buyer at the right price.
- You're wrong.
- Name me a price and see how right I am.
Do you really think
you have that much money?
You don't know what real money is.
I must tell you something.
The days of the American oil barons
are over.
You are dinosaurs.
I represent
the real money in this world now.
And you think that a warehouse in Dallas
is your crowning achievement?
When it becomes what it will be.
A hotel, a mall? Dallas is full of them.
Let me make it simple for you.
My countrymen are now traveling
by the hundreds of thousands...
...spending millions of dollars abroad.
- So?
- So we are building hotels.
And buying others.
And malls, and stores.
So that these millions of dollars
that are spent...
...are spent in our stores, our hotels.
And that that money
returns to our homeland.
I'd go a little slowly with that
if I were you.
This isn't New York.
This isn't Los Angeles, this is Dallas.
They might not take kindly
to Tokyo cowboys around here.
Don't thr*aten me, old man.
Your time has passed.
It's been very enlightening talking to you.
Perhaps we'll meet again.
[DOOR CLOSES]
[SPEAKS IN JAPANESE]
Are you sure this place
has only been open a year?
- I'm positive. Why, didn't you like it?
- I loved it.
I also think it's an encouraging sign.
Why? Why is that?
Unless I'm very mistaken...
...most of the places we've gone
had been places you took Pam.
And tonight was different.
You noticed.
I'd have to be dumb not to.
Dumb you're not.
[SIGHS]
But, Jeanne, it's... It's gotta affect you.
Looking like her?
No.
I have looked like this all of my life.
They say we all have a double somewhere,
so she must be mine.
Well, I don't mean just looking like her.
I mean, reminding me of her.
Knowing that when I look at you,
a lot of the time I'm seeing her.
Bobby, I may have gotten you
to make love with me...
...by looking like Pam...
...but once we were in bed,
and the lights were out...
...there was only you and me in the dark.
No Pam.
I am not as sure about that as you are.
It must bother you.
Knowing that...
That much of the time you're...
I don't know,
you're standing in for someone else.
It bothers me.
Sometimes.
Then, why?
Why do you put up with it?
Bobby, how else will someone like me...
...gonna have a chance
with someone like you?
I mean, how would I even have met you?
Besides, I think
that the more time we spend together...
...the more you'll get to know me,
Jeanne.
Maybe it will be me
that has what you want.
Till then,
you can have the best of both worlds.
How is that?
You can have Pam when you want her...
...and you can have me
the rest of the time.
[SIGHS]
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
[MUSIC PLAYING O VER SPEAKERS]
- Hey, buddy.
MAN: Hey.
Okay. Hey.
- Debbie, come here.
WOMAN: Ha-ha-ha.
What's going on here anyhow?
I'm sorry, Mr. Ewing,
it's a private party for the ORC.
Only their guests are allowed tonight.
Oh. Mm.
CLIFF:
Hey, good to meet you.
[LAUGHS]
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
Bye. Ha-ha-ha.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
April, you really are punctual.
- Oh.
- May I come in?
Why not?
So have you seen Inagaki?
Today.
How much is that property
gonna cost us?
There's a problem.
Inagaki is a very difficult man.
It's not a matter of money with him.
You said anything. Anytime.
Perhaps there's another favor
that I can do in place of this?
Oh, no.
You promised me a favor
and I'm calling it in.
Don't tell me the great McKay
is a welsher.
Don't get smart with me, little girl.
I'll keep my promise.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
I better be going.
- What are you doing here?
- Leaving.
I'm sure you can explain it to her.
My regards to Bobby.
Well?
He's our ticket to that property we want
on the west end.
Why is McKay our ticket to anything?
How do you even know him?
He owes me a favor...
...and he's gonna repay it
by getting us that property, okay?
I don't know, I'm not even gonna ask
why he owes you a favor.
But I don't trust him.
And neither do I.
But if he gets us what we want,
what difference does it make?
None, I guess.
I mean, he's no better or worse...
...than anybody else
we have to deal with in this town.
Okay.
If he can get us what we want,
let's use him.
Now, shall we go see
what the opposition is up to?
All right.
Hey.
Pretty hot, huh?
You look real nice.
Your enthusiasm is overwhelming.
I'm sorry, Luce. You do look great.
You're going out again?
You don't think I'm gonna sit around here,
do you? Of course, I'm going out.
A friend of mine
is opening up a new club tonight.
- Sounds like fun.
- Yeah, it will be fun.
You know, if you're not doing anything,
you could finish some of those paintings.
People are starting to call.
I'm tired of painting.
I don't give a damn about painting
and I'm tired of sitting around here.
- No J.R., huh?
- What else is new?
- Do you have to leave right away?
- Why?
Because if you can wait 10 minutes,
I'll change and go to this club with you.
All right.
Are we gonna have fun or what?
You bet we are.
Congratulations, J.R.
You've done it again.
You know what we are?
- Bored.
- That too.
What we are is dumb.
In general?
Or is there a particular reason?
For thinking that Dallas is just waiting for us
to open some fabulous new club...
...that singles can go to and feel safe.
I mean, look around.
I'm looking.
You see anybody
that looks like they want that?
Just you and me.
Maybe we were lucky
Inagaki didn't sell to us.
Now, of course,
you got McKay working on it.
I didn't wanna tell you before
but McKay's having trouble too.
I thought it was a good idea at first.
But now, I don't know.
I don't suppose you'd want a bad evening
getting even worse, would you?
Not on purpose. Why?
Because I think it's going to.
Sure is crowded and noisy.
Oh, yeah, but that's what makes it fun.
Oh, come on, let's just walk around
and see if we can find anyone we know.
Hello, Cally. Lucy.
April.
Mrs. Ewing, how are you?
J.R., how you've changed.
- And you gotta be Michelle, right?
- Why don't I like the way you said that?
Come on, Shelly, let's get out of here.
- Well, now. Don't run off on account of us.
- I wouldn't dream of it.
You two out on the town, are you?
It's none of your business.
I don't blame you for getting away
from J.R. Whenever you can.
Cally, we're gonna leave.
Why?
So you can go outside and laugh about me?
[CHUCKLES]
Why would we wanna waste our time
doing that?
Look how much we have in common.
We've all slept with J.R.
- Well, that's not exactly true.
- No, it isn't true.
Cally, would you get off that, please?
Not until I tell your sister
what I think about her.
Don't start taking your problems out
on me.
It's women like you and April
that are my problem.
Maybe you'd be better off at home
with J.R.
And maybe you'd be better off out
with Bobby.
SHELLY:
That's hardly the same thing.
She wasn't talking to you.
- Will you butt out?
- Hey, don't start with me...
...l'll pop you one.
Well, find yourself a ladder
so we'd be eye to eye.
You wanna come after someone,
you come after me.
Well, what do we do?
Wrestle, country-style?
- Just watch this.
- Cally, no.
Cally, stop it. Shelley, you too.
I'm all right, Lucy, let go off me.
You know, you got a real mean mouth.
Funny, J.R. Seemed to like it.
[PEOPLE MURMURING]
[PEOPLE CLAPPING]
You know, Lucy, you were right.
This is a lot of fun.
And you said
tonight was gonna be a bad night.
[BOTH LAUGH]
Well, the prodigal son has returned.
Can we just not talk?
You still sulking about old Duke Carlisle?
I'm not sulking. I've had it.
To hell with you
and the horse you rode in on.
James, you know, you're too old for me
to sugarcoat your medicine.
Your problem is, son...
...you think you know a lot more
about life than you really do.
Oh, and you know it all.
Yeah. Well, I learned the hard way.
That's the way
you're gonna have to learn.
I'll tell you about the hard way.
If it have been anybody else but you
to cut me out of the deal...
...l'd have knocked them on their butt
instead of letting them walk away.
James, I have had a miserable night.
I couldn't get in to the Oil Baron's...
...because that idiot Barnes
was throwing a private party.
So I ended up someplace
drinking terrible bourbon.
My stomach's kicking up on me.
And you are an ungrateful little pup.
So if you want a piece of me, boy,
come and get it.
Here I am.
[OBJECTS CLATTERING]
I wish.
No matter what I think of you,
you're still my father.
I can't hit you.
Well,
maybe there's some hope for you after all.
Don't push your luck.
Well, I'm glad to hear
that you're taking losing hard.
Wouldn't have it any other way.
Yes, J.R. Here.
Listen up.
Well, of course I know what time it is.
So what?
Listen.
I wanna know
why Cliff Barnes is riding so high.
That committee was over weeks ago.
He should be yesterday's news.
And every time I pick up the paper,
there's his name.
Well, somebody's helping him.
And I wanna know who.
Damn straight I wanna know who.
You should've seen Michelle's face
when that drink hit her.
I don't know what came over me
but I'm glad I did it.
She was really nasty, huh?
She just has an attitude I can't stand.
Well,
maybe she isn't as bad as you think.
No, she deserved it.
Especially after throwing J.R.
Out to Cally like that.
At least April seems ashamed
of what she did.
What? Throw the drink?
No, I think she was just standing up
for her sister.
- I mean, about her and J.R.
- What about them?
Maybe we should change the subject.
No, there's no reason
James shouldn't know everything.
I'm tired of standing up for J.R.
And pretending everything's wonderful.
Things would be more wonderful
if you'd be where you're supposed to be.
- And where is that?
- In my bed.
- Where were you last night?
- Where were you?
Business.
You didn't answer my question.
I was taking care of business too.
The business of making me happy.
I'm tired of waiting for you to come home
whenever you feel like it.
Well, considering I found you slapping hogs
in Haleyville...
...I should think you'd be grateful...
...for a place like this to sit in.
Where did you spend the night last night?
[PHONE RINGS]
I had too much fun last night
to spoil it by getting into a fight with you.
Pull another stunt,
you'll find out what fighting's all about.
Table this argument
until I get a chance to leave.
- I'm not through with you yet.
- It's for you.
Yeah. This is J.R.
Uh-huh. What's the name?
You got an address on that?
All right. That was quick work. Thanks.
- That okay?
- Hi, Phyllis.
- You can go in.
- Hey, what?
Everybody on a coffee break or
are they just down to the two of you now?
Bobby's waiting for you.
Things looking good.
You're not gonna be here much longer.
Right, Cliff.
CLIFF: Hey, Bobby.
- Thanks for coming over, Cliff.
Yeah, you want me to come back
to Ewing Oil? No can do.
No, that's not it.
Things are looking good.
I got it locked. I know it.
Governor,
he's gonna appoint me to the ORC.
Congratulations.
Had a party at the Oil Baron's last night.
I was the star.
Plus the fact
I hired this real high-powered PR lady.
Makes all the difference in the world.
You don't really care about this, do you?
Not very much.
- So why did you ask me over?
- To talk.
Maybe to hear myself talk,
see if I'm as crazy as I think I am.
That doesn't sound
a heck of a lot like you.
Remember the girl that I introduced you to?
The one that looked so much like Pam.
- You're not still seeing her?
- I am.
Then you're right, you're crazy.
Or stupid.
Why are you doing this to yourself?
Pam is gone. Now, I've accepted that.
You are never gonna get her back.
I know that.
The funny thing is,
I went to her place to break it off with her.
And she came out
looking so much like Pam.
I couldn't do it.
I felt like I'd be turning my back
on every good year I had with Pam.
Oh, boy.
- Well, you think you're in love with her?
- No.
I still love April.
I don't know what the real problem is.
I don't know why I feel this way, Cliff.
I don't know why this woman
has such a hold on me.
Neither do I, pal.
There's only one thing
you have to remember...
...and that is
that that part of your life is over.
Or it should be.
You're right. It should be.
Until I can figure out why I can't let go,
it never will be.
Whoa!
Lady.
- Say, darling, that's my spot.
- I doubt it.
No, I was just about to pull in there.
If you would have taken the time
or knew how to read...
...you'd have seen the reserved sign.
Visitor parking's over there.
Why aren't you home
fixing lunch for your husband...
...instead of taking up parking spaces?
Hot damn.
[TIRES SCREECHING]
Oh, hello. I'm J.R. Ewing.
Mrs. Rogers is expecting me.
That's Miss Rogers.
WOMAN: Yes, Virginia?
- Your 11:00 is here.
Send him in.
- You may go in.
- I heard, thank you.
Oh, Miss Rogers, I'm...
WOMAN:
J.R. Ewing.
I thought I'd recognized you before.
Yeah,
well, I guess I'm used to valet parking.
[CHUCKLES]
Obviously.
Nice place you got here.
Very comfortable.
Feel free to try one of the chairs.
I assume you did come here
to talk business?
Yes. Yes, I have.
I may need your help.
You have my undivided attention.
How may I help you?
Well, it has to do with that Westar tanker
that ran into my ship down in the gulf.
Very unfortunate, that.
Well,
the whole thing left the oil industry...
...and Ewing Oil in particular,
with an unfortunate image.
So you're here
to have me correct that image?
Yeah. Yeah, that's right.
Now, I have in mind
a multi-million dollar campaign.
Something that would show the public...
...that the oil companies are their friends,
not their enemies.
Ah. Sounds like quite a challenge.
Yeah.
Well, that's why I came to the best.
Now, I want you to concentrate
all your time and energy on this project.
It's should take,
well, probably a couple of months.
Well, I have several other accounts
at the moment.
Well,
nothing on the scale of what I have in mind.
You see, cost is no object.
And I guarantee you, financially,
you'll be a lot better off taking me on.
Well, I admire you for if nothing else,
your arrogance.
Well, I just tell it like it is.
Now, why don't you tell me
how big a retainer you want.
A retainer won't be necessary.
- How do you wanna handle it?
- I don't.
There are two things
that I won't be doing today:
One, is fixing my husband lunch.
The second,
is taking on the Ewing account.
You're making a mistake.
Perhaps.
Good day, Mr. Ewing.
Well, when you change your mind,
and you will...
...I can be reached at Ewing Oil.
Hey, pal, time for dinner.
I'm not hungry.
That doesn't sound much like you.
What's up?
Are you upset with me
because I came to family night alone?
It's Davy Hamilton.
Did you two have a fight?
I thought he was your best friend.
He was.
But they moved to Houston.
Oh. Well, you can always talk to him
on the phone. Houston's not that far away.
You don't understand.
Davy always liked my fielder's mitt.
[CHUCKLES]
Christopher, you're right.
I don't understand.
I thought they were leaving tomorrow.
And I was gonna give him my glove
to take with him as a goodbye present.
But?
They left today.
And I'm never gonna have a chance
to give it to him now.
I never even said goodbye.
Holy mackerel. Look who is here.
[LAUGHS]
Ellie, I want you to meet Curley Morrison.
- My wife, Ellie.
- Ma'am.
Curley, you still drinking milk?
I feel a lot better in the morning
when I do.
[LAUGHS]
And I want you to meet Robert Hutch.
Howdy. Everybody calls me Rabbit.
[LAUGHS]
And this is Arlen Ward.
Atticus' twin brother.
Pleased to meet you, Mrs. Farlow.
Hello.
Hey,
we weren't sure you'd show up, Clayton.
Well, I wouldn't miss seeing you
all again.
I didn't know Atticus had d*ed.
What happened?
Well, he was deep-sea fishing in Florida
and the boat went down in a storm.
They never did find the body.
I wish they had.
Just to be sure he really was dead.
Well, the reading of the will
will make it perfectly official.
Well, excuse us, boys.
We're gonna have a drink.
I have a feeling you'll need it.
- Listen, would you like something?
- Yes, please.
Let me have a Scotch and water.
Make it two.
Didn't that man have any friends?
Everyone here seems to be delighted
that he's dead.
If he ever did, I never met them.
And that includes his brother.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
Yes, Mercy, come in.
It's not your secretary.
We have nothing further to discuss.
Good night.
Have you met the chairman
of your company?
[SPEAKING IN JAPANESE]
You know Mr. McKay?
When I was a troubleshooter
for Westar...
...Mr. Shimada and I
did some business together.
He was very helpful to me...
...at a very delicate time
in our company's history.
I see.
So when he called and asked for a favor,
I flew here to meet with him.
We've worked out a little swap.
A hotel casino in the Bahamas
that I've owned for years...
...for your piece of property in Dallas.
But, Shimada-san, our plans
for establishing a base in the Southwest...
Those will proceed
but at a different location.
You will meet with Mr. McKay...
...and take care of the necessary
arrangements to exchange properties.
You can come by at the office in the
morning, sonny. We'll work out the details.
Isn't it interesting that in this part
of the world, dinosaurs are still alive?
Mr. Ward, of course,
had a fully ex*cuted will.
But he requested
that you watch his video...
...so he can explain his bequest
to you himself.
Oh, I can just see all of you sitting there.
Rubbing your hands together
wondering what I left you.
You'll find out soon enough.
Fact is, I'll probably outlive most of you.
What the hell, just in case.
[LAUGHING]
But more specifically...
...to Harry Thomas, Ken Horton, Joe Martin,
Willie Reagan and Lefty Simmons...
...I leave $ 100 apiece.
They're rich.
That's about all the money
any of them are capable of handling.
Oh, to Clayton Farlow...
...I leave the sum of $ 1.
[LAUGHING]
I figure that's about
what our friendship was worth.
To Carter McKay, I leave $ 10.
Not so much you can do with $ 10.
But I have a feeling he's gonna need it.
Now, the rest of my estate,
which I figure is worth a few million...
...I leave to Curly Morrison.
- I don't believe it.
- It's you.
Mostly because I screwed him out
of more deals than I can remember.
[LAUGHS]
It was the most fun I ever had.
Oh, one thing more.
This here will doesn't go into effect
until 30 days after you see this.
Now, if anything should happen to Curley
in those 30 days...
...then old Rabbit Hutch gets it all.
Probably drive him crazy
having all that money.
And, lastly,
if something happens to Rabbit...
...then my good brother gets it all.
Who knows
maybe you'll finally do something smart...
...and knock the other two off...
...and finally get his hands on my money.
[ALL LAUGHING]
He's crazy.
HUTCH: I may do that.
CURLEY: And you may.
Hey, sorry about the other night.
You know how those things are.
Don't you have any other place to drink?
You're really pathetic.
You're still up to your same dumb...
Would you take that idiot smile
out of my sight?
Give me a minute. Here.
Hey.
I mean the...
You know that ad-campaign thing of yours?
Did you really think that
you were gonna get Stephanie to dump me?
You mean, you're the one responsible
for what's happening with him?
Well, I really didn't know that.
STEPHANIE:
Very good, Mr. Ewing.
Very quick and very believable.
Almost.
It just so happens
I've had a chance to rethink my position.
And I don't need anybody
to make Ewing Oil look good.
Especially a woman
who's liberal like you.
You need teaching a lesson.
You truly do.
Well, that won't be coming from you,
honey. Or you, Barnes.
We'll see, won't we?
[CHUCKLES]
Oh, my...
Hey, buddy.
If you want a meal,
come on over and join us later.
What have I done to deserve this?
[ALL LAUGHING AND CHATTERING]
- What are you gonna be there for?
- I'll get myself another.
MAN 1: I'm not buying him nothing.
MAN 2: No way.
- Clayton.
- Hi.
I'll have another.
Our paths keep crossing.
That surprised me too.
What are you gonna do with your dollar?
Spend it on wine,
women and song, I suppose.
Or I could just blow it foolishly.
I didn't know you knew Atticus.
He's the one I bought my ranch from
up in Colorado.
- Ah.
- Miserable, old goat he was.
He was certain I'd go bust up there.
Old Clayton?
He was a scourge in San Angelo.
Wasn't a girl in town
didn't have her bonnet set for him.
I think they still do,
but I've got him now.
Hey, Curley.
How does it really feel to be a rich man,
huh?
Wonderful.
[CHUCKLES]
Hey, but don't you boys get too close.
I don't wanna end up
with a Kn*fe in my back.
You better watch yourself.
I got 30 days to get you.
Yeah, and then I'm coming after you.
[MEN LAUGHING]
Now,
why don't you all stop teasing that way?
CURLEY: What's going on?
RABBIT: Come on?
CURLEY: Come on.
RABBIT: Turn on the lights.
ARLEN:
Put them lights on. That's not...
RABBIT: Jeez, I hate things like that.
CURLEY: You bet.
I was afraid we were gonna find Curley
with a Kn*fe in his back.
Sorry, boys, I'm still here.
And thirsty.
[CHUCKLES]
[GASPS THEN CHOKES]
[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]
ELLIE:
Oh!
[GASPS]
CLAYTON:
Hey.
RABBIT:
Curley? Come on, quit kidding.
Don't clown.
He's dead.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
- Bobby?
BOBBY: It's me.
- Hi.
- Hi.
You sounded so funny on the phone.
Are you all right?
Yeah, I think I am, finally.
Are you talking about us?
Yes.
Please don't start with,
"You're a great girl but."
Oh, Jeanne,
it has nothing to do with you.
It's more about me.
And how I'm feeling and why.
It's over, isn't it?
Yes.
So...
...what happened?
When I first saw you, Jeanne,
something happened.
Something wonderful.
It was like the first time I saw Pam.
All those old emotions...
...it was like I had the best years of my life
once again.
But you knew I wasn't her.
Oh, I knew.
But there was something.
A spell that I couldn't break.
A magnet that kept pulling at me.
I didn't know why.
Why Pam had this hold on me.
And now you know, don't you?
Actually,
my son gave me the answer tonight.
It's really pretty simple.
I never got the chance to say goodbye.
[BOBBY SIGHS]
One day Pam was gone
and I just never said goodbye.
Sort of like unfinished business.
And now tonight, I can finish it.
And you're going back
to your someone else.
[SIGHS]
If she'll have me.
Funny.
I kind of knew we'd end up like this.
It was fun while it lasted.
[SIGHS]
If there's anything I can do for you ever,
l...
You can tell all your friends
you know a great real-estate broker.
I will.
Goodbye, Jeanne.
Goodbye, Pam.
NARRATOR:
Next on Dallas:
- What are you doing here?
- I'm looking for April.
I hope you enjoy sleeping alone, honey.
You're gonna be doing a lot of that.
- What do you mean she left Dallas?
- Just what I said.
Well, we got something
that you're never gonna get.
In your case, that's a small blessing.
But he didn't die of a heart att*ck.
He was m*rder*d.
Where's J. R? Is he still sleeping?
If he is, it's not in my bed.
Now, why should old J.R.
Put up with incessant nagging...
...and punching a time clock?