[GRUNTING]
J.R.: I want a truce. An honest-to-God truce.
Move in with me. You and Charlie would have a great life out there.
You are right. I am scared.
Get your hands off me, you worm, before I break them.
The Ewings might've lost their company.
Well, “might've“ just ain't good enough.
Will you run away with me?
- It's about your cousin Jamie. - What about her?
Her death may not have been an accident.
Oh, my God.
JACKIE: I know they do that in Los Angeles, but this is Dallas.
I know. Well, my son has his first T-ball game today...
and I'm gonna toss out the first ball.
How'd you rate that?
I don't know. They put the mothers' names in a hat. I got lucky.
Tell Christopher to hit one over the fence for me.
I'll do that, bye.
Hello, Pam.
Jeremy, what are you doing here?
WENDELL: Came to see Cliff.
Would you let him know I'm here, please?
See you later.
Cliff, Jeremy Wendell is here to see you.
CLIFF [OVER SPEAKER]: Oh, send him in-.
Heard the good news, huh? Come to congratulate me?
Well, in a manner of speaking.
I thought your good news might be mine too.
How could that be?
If I remember correctly, you do owe me $ million.
- Yeah, I'm working on that. - But you don't have it.
Eh.
Cliff...
suppose I would be willing to forget the $ million that you owe me.
Forget it? Oh, come on.
In exchange for selling me your percent of Ewing Oil.
- At the right price, of course. - No. You gotta be crazy.
No way in the world I'm letting go of that.
You're gonna have to let go of something, Cliff.
Not on your life.
Well, what are we gonna do about this $ million?
I'll get it some place.
According to our deal...
three days after I call in this loan you have to pay...
or I keep the one-third of Wentworth Tool and Die...
- that you put up as collateral. - I'll get you the $ million.
I mean, you don't need a piece of Wentworth.
No, I don't need it. I don't even want it.
But I'm gonna take it unless you pay off this loan...
which I'm calling right now.
You have three days to come up with the money.
Be reasonable.
That's why I'm here.
I think it's very reasonable for you to sell me percent of Ewing Oil.
Where in the hell am I gonna come up with $ million in three days?
You wanna explain to your sister...
how I own one-third of Wentworth Tool and Die?
You don't think this outfit is laying it on a bit thick?
Perfect, darling. Just perfect.
I feel like a vestal virgin.
The judge just loves virgins.
Good afternoon. We have your table ready.
Thank you, Dora Mae.
Shall I have Cassie bring you something?
Yeah, yeah. I'd appreciate that.
- Say, oh, isn't that Judge Loeb? - Yes, sir.
By gully, it is. Well, if this doesn't make my day.
I want you to meet a friend of mine.
Say, judge?
- What a pleasant surprise. - Hey, J.R. Son of a g*n.
- Well, it's been quite a while. - Yeah, yeah. It has, hasn't it?
How's that niece of yours down at the university?
Oh, fine. Just fine. I can't thank you enough for fixing that up for her.
I always like to help, you know me, huh?
I'd like you to meet a friend, April Stevens.
This is the good Judge Loeb. Best man to sit on a Braddock bench.
- I'm honored. - Pleasure to meet you, Miss Stevens.
Please, won't you sit down?
- I don't wanna interrupt or anything. - Oh, sit down.
- All right. STEVENS: Thank you.
So, how have you been, J.R.?
Well, to tell you the truth, I, uh, could be better.
You heard about us losing percent of Ewing Oil?
Yes, Cliff Barnes inherited it from his wife, if I'm not mistaken.
Yeah, and she'd be spinning in her grave if she knew about it.
I tell you, it's a travesty.
Uh, I can't claim to be very close to my cousin...
but I couldn't help noticing how badly he treated her.
He couldn't have treated her too badly, she left him her whole estate.
Well, that's just it. She didn't.
She just hadn't signed her will before she d*ed...
or her divorce decree for that matter. And he just got everything.
That's a shame if that wasn't what she intended.
It's more than a shame, it's a crime.
Uh, April here was married to Jack, that was Jamie's brother.
And under the terms of her divorce...
she was entitled to percent of everything.
What's that have to do with Cliff Barnes' inheritance?
Jack originally owned that percent of Ewing Oil...
but he sold it to his sister for $ .
- A dollar? - Just before she d*ed.
Yeah, can you believe that?
I've been trying to help this girl. Been wracking our brains...
to find some way of turning that bequest around.
On what basis?
He did it just to cheat me out of my divorce settlement.
Yeah, isn't there something called “malicious intent“?
Well, I think you mean “fraud“ or “deception of a third party.“
Didn't I tell you the judge would understand?
LOEB: But it's very difficult to prove.
What's Jack Ewing say about this?
We're having trouble finding him.
Well, I suggest that'd be your first order of business...
and after that, young lady. I hope you get a very good lawyer.
Well, I just hope we have a good judge when we get to court.
[LOEB CHUCKLING]
It's an interesting case, but it looks pretty tough from your side.
You'd have to get that will put aside...
and then you have to prove your divorce rights.
Well, I don't wanna interrupt your lunch. It sure is good seeing you.
Oh, you too, J.R. It's always a pleasure.
J.R.: Thank you, sir. - Ma'am, it was a real pleasure.
Yeah, yeah.
Well, he sure didn't have much to offer.
One step at a time, darling.
One step at a time.
Videodisc .
Yeah.
Okay, thanks.
Here you go, Henrietta.
Put this in the Calhoun file and seal her up.
That's it?
I would think so.
It's the final coroner's report.
Good night, B.D. Calhoun.
Alfred, open that.
Sure.
Let's bury this, huh?
Thousand Island or blue cheese?
What does the chef recommend?
Um... Blue cheese.
JENNA . CHARLIE: Oh, no. RAY: Must be a fuse.
JENNA: No. Just sit right where you are.
We've been through this a hundred times.
Here we go.
CHARLIE: Here, I'll get the fuses. JENNA: Okay.
Great.
[METAL CREAKING]
This happen very often?
Often enough.
There.
Well, you sure have that routine down well.
It's no big thing.
If I ever need an electrician, I'll sure know where to come.
I have to admit, though...
I think I liked it better with just the candlelight.
Me too.
I swear.
[CHARLIE CHUCKLING]
Thank you.
I tell you what, somebody up there heard you.
RAY: Yes, they did.
You can't feel me, Clayton Fallow.
What, woman, are you talking about?
That.
Salsa and chips.
- You're gonna get indigestion for sure. - I will not get indigestion.
I've got a cast-iron stomach. I grew up eating this kind of stuff.
- Well, your growing days are over. - Well, since when are you my mother?
After the last time you had jalapeno dip...
and paced the floor until : in the morning.
Hm. Had things on my mind.
Ha-ha. You had things on your stomach.
- Heh, heh, heh. - Grandma! Grandma!
We're in here, Christopher.
- Hey. Well, step aside, Ty Cobb. - Hi.
- Who? - Would you believe Mickey Mantle?
CLAYTON: That good? - You bet.
Come on outside, okay?
I wanna show you what Mommy and Daddy bought me.
- All right. CLAYTON: Hm.
- Have a chip. CHRISTOPHER: Thanks.
PAM: Oh, now, wait a minute. Don't have too many of those, honey.
- You're all alike. ELLIE: Lucky for you.
BOBBY: Gonna spoil your dinner.
- Say, Bob, can I talk to you a minute? - Uh, sure.
J.R.: Hi, Pam. How you doing? - You go upstairs, honey.
- What's up? - Oh, nothing much.
Enjoy the game?
It was fine, why?
Uh, well, I just wondered if you had a chance to talk to Pam.
Pam and I always talk.
No, did she say anything about that clawed brother of hers?
No, she didn't, and I didn't ask her about him.
I'm going upstairs, have a shower and have a nice dinner with my family.
- I didn't mean anything by it. - Yes, you did.
You always do.
But what goes on between her and Cliff is their business.
Listen, you're taking this real lightly. I'm very concerned...
about that brother of hers owning percent of our company.
Which is what he's got in his pocket if we don't find Jack Ewing.
Well, we're looking for him.
We have private detectives. We've got ads in the papers.
Yeah, I know all that. In the meantime, he's locking himself into Ewing Oil.
Listen, I'm as concerned about that as you are.
But I don't know what else we can do.
You don't, huh?
Well, I do.
Hello, Harry. J.R. here.
What are you doing for the next couple of days?
Uh-huh.
Well, you get yourself free.
I want you to take a little trip for me.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Come in.
Oh, hi, Pam. You want some coffee?
No. No, thanks.
Oh, listen. Tell me, how was Christopher's first ball game?
Oh, he was really great.
Cliff, what was Jeremy Wendell doing here yesterday?
Jeremy Wendell, uh.
Well, we had some business dealings. But you know what?
You know, I really respect him on certain things.
Would one of those things be the value of percent of Ewing Oil?
I didn't say that.
But that's the case, isn't it?
Well, as a matter of fact.
Well, he did offer to buy my shares.
And?
And what? You don't think I'd sell to him.
I hope not.
Pam, you really don't trust me, do you?
I mean, what kind of a person do you think I am, huh?
If I wouldn't sell to you, you think I'd sell to him?
I want to hear from you that you didn't.
Well, I didn't. There.
But, hey, I, uh...
Eh, now, there is something that has really been bothering me...
and that is the money that I owe you.
I almost thought of offering you my third...
of Wentworth Tool and Die. I mean, just to even us up.
You'd have to pay me a few million more, though.
What?
Yeah. Really been bothering me.
Cliff, I can't believe what you're saying. You would sell Mother's company?
I'd just sell it to you.
I mean, it'd still be in the family.
Not even me.
Wentworth Tool and Die was Mama's legacy to us.
I can't believe you would think of selling it.
Do you know what that company meant to her?
Don't you have any integrity?
It the money is bothering you that much...
then forget the half-million you owe me.
Look, don't you think you're going a little overboard? I was joking.
Yeah. I mean, I would protect Mama's company with my life.
I certainly hope that you would.
You wanna talk about it?
Nothing to talk about.
Come on. You've been like this ever since you got back from Texas.
- Why don't you get it off your chest? - Please, don't.
Why do you feel you have to act so damn brave?
- We all get hurt. - You wanna know what's hurting me?
- Yeah. Everything.
My whole life.
Nothing seems right anymore.
Because you're in the past. You gotta start looking at the future.
Don't you think I had to deal with that when my wife d*ed?
I'm sure you did.
Ray isn't dead.
I'm sorry. I just don't wanna talk about it.
You don't think I have any understanding...
about what you're going through, right?
No.
Well, I do.
Your feet hurt, right?
[CHUCKLING]
And your back aches? Huh?
- All right. - Yeah.
And you feel like you look like a big whale.
- Really. - Uh-huh.
And you're scared.
You're scared because you're all alone.
Well, you're not.
I'm here.
Why don't you let me help you?
The best way...
for you to help me...
is to just go away and leave me alone.
All right.
You've got it.
Have a nice day, Donna.
CLIFF: Oh, yes.
- Mr. Barnes, why don't you have a seat? - Oh, yeah.
Uh, your assets are solid...
and your net worth certainly qualify you, Mr. Barnes.
We'd be happy to accommodate you.
[CLIFF CHUCKLES]
Thank you. Well, you certainly won't regret this, Mr. Coombs.
Well, we'll start processing the loan almost immediately.
If things go smoothly, as I know they will...
you should have the million within about days.
Thirty days? No, no. You don't understand. I need it now.
Mr. Barnes, we are swamped with loan applications.
Well, what can we do to speed mine along?
- We can't. - Well, sure you can.
It's just what it'll cost me.
Cost you?
Yeah.
You know what I'm talking about.
I'm beginning to.
There's nobody here but you and me and the wallpaper...
so just name your price.
Mr. Barnes...
now I've been in the banking business for almost years.
I have never taken a bribe.
I suggest you take your offer...
someplace else.
There are banks in this town that are ready to do business with Cliff Barnes.
[CHUCKLES]
Yeah, and I'll tell you something else.
It'll be a cold day in Bermuda before I walk back into this bank again.
Well, let us pray the ice age never comes again.
Have a good day...
Mr. Barnes.
Yeah.
John Ross?
- Hi. - Hi.
He's about this high and faster than a speeding b*llet.
He went that way.
SUE ELLEN: John Ross.
Mom, look.
I have been chasing you all over the place.
Can't we get one, Mom? Please?
I'll take care of it. I promise, I promise, I promise.
I know, I know, I know.
Oh, John Ross, they are adorable, aren't they?
Well, maybe one of these days.
I have to ask your daddy about it first.
And you realize that pets are a big responsibility.
[DOG BARKING]
- Is he your dog? - Oh.
No, I'm just playing with him.
John Ross, what am I gonna do with you?
I want this kind of dog.
Just like this one.
You have a cute little boy.
On certain days.
Do I know you?
I'm April Stevens. Jack Ewing's ex-wife.
We met at Bobby's wedding.
Oh, yes.
And also at the Oil Baron's Ball.
Yes, you have a good memory.
I admired your dress.
I admired your earrings.
You were there with Cliff Barnes.
Yeah, he and Jamie were already separated.
Excuse me. I didn't mean it that way.
They never were very happy.
Anyway, that all seems so unimportant now.
Such a tragedy.
Yes, it was.
John Ross? John Ross, come on.
My feet are k*lling me and my stomach's growling. Let's go.
- Oh, Mom. SUE ELLEN: Now.
Um, I was just about...
I was just about to get a little lunch myself.
- I don't suppose you'd like to join me? - That would be very nice...
- but we're due at Southfork for lunch. - I understand. Maybe some other time?
Absolutely.
- Nice to see you again. Bye-bye. - Bye.
Jackie, give me James Mooney over at Tristate Savings.
- Uh, Cliff... - Please, do it for me now.
Cliff, I'm just trying to tell you that Mr. Ewing is here.
CLIFF: J.R., what are you doing here?
[J.R. CLEARS THROAT]
Cliff, I'd like to talk to you in private if you don't mind?
Hold my calls.
Well, come on in here.
Now, tell me, have you got some problem over there at Ewing Oil...
that you need my expertise on?
Uh...
Cliff, I know we've had differences over the years...
What do you want?
I want a truce.
An honest-to-God truce.
Mm-hm. Yeah. Now that I own percent of Ewing Oil...
you wanna wave a white flag?
What do you really want?
I want to buy back Jamie's shares.
And I'd just as soon give them to charity.
I'm telling you, I'm gonna be looking over shoulder...
at every deal that comes across your desk...
so you better get used to it from now on.
Well, Cliff. We've never been friends exactly.
But I know that deep down inside, you're a decent person.
You know how I feel about Ewing Oil.
And it's always been my dream that...
well, one day, my little boy... [GASPS]
will grow up and take over the company for me.
CLIFF: You are tearing at my heartstrings but I'm sorry, I'm just out of time...
An...
What's wrong, huh?
- What's wrong with you? - Give me a drink, will you?
Yeah, I'll get you...
J.R.: Oh, man. - Now wait a minute.
Hold on, I got it.
Don't worry. I got one right here.
I'm telling you, times are changing.
That's for sure. Hold on, I got it right here.
- Here, drink this. - Ah.
Are you all right?
- You all right? - Yeah, yeah. I'm fine.
Okay. Well, I wanna make a toast to the Barnes family.
They're finally gonna get what's coming to them.
Oh, you'll get what's coming to you, all right.
But it's not gonna be a piece of Ewing Oil.
Good night, Bobby. Can I get you anything before I go?
- No, everything is fine. Good night. - Good night.
I'll get it, I'll get it. Good night.
Ewing Oil.
MAN [ON PHONE]: I wanna speak to Bobby Ewing.
Speaking.
Yeah. You don't me, Mr. Ewing. But we got a mutual friend.
And who might that be?
Jack Ewing.
- You know where he is? - Yeah, I might.
But that kind of information doesn't come free.
Of course not.
How much does it cost?
Ten thousand dollars in cash.
Where can we meet?
There's a bar, The Rialto, at the end of Oak Lawn.
What do you say you come by there about : tomorrow?
All right. How will I know you?
I'll know you.
Good night, Mr. Ewing.
JENNA: sh**t.
RAY: Jenna?
I'm in the kitchen, Ray.
- What in the world? - Oh, it's this stupid sink.
I mean, look at this. Look at me.
Come on, just get away from the sink. Sit down over here.
- Oh. - Put these in something.
Oh, they're beautiful.
You know, this is crazy.
Lights going out.
Sinks leaking.
Here I am in a big old brand-new house...
all alone.
And something's not quite right about it.
There.
That ought to fix it.
I can't guarantee for how long.
Thank you.
You know, Jenna. I've said this before.
I'm real serious.
Move in with me.
You and Charlie will have a great life out there.
I know.
No strings attached.
It's not a matter of strings.
But you know as well as I do, Ray Krebbs...
you don't move in with somebody...
who's been as close as we have these past few months without...
- Without what? - Without, you know.
Besides, you'd be biting off more than you can chew.
You know what it's like living in a house with a teenage girl?
I'd sure like the chance to find out.
- Oh! - sh**t!
- God. - Ha, ha, ha.
Maybe you ought to get a plumber, huh?
- Ah. - God.
Mmm, you smell good.
Do I?
Mm-hm.
Is that something French you're wearing?
It's not Lithuanian.
[LAUGHING]
- You want some more champagne? - Why not?
It's pretty nice being together again like this, isn't it?
Uh-huh.
And the best part is that neither one of us...
want anything more from each other than just ourselves.
Hey, what could we possibly want from each other?
Well, word around town is you're looking for $ million.
But I know that wouldn't have anything to do with us being together again.
No. Uh-uh. Absolutely not.
Well, I mean, it's true that...
you know, I am in a bit of a bind, but I...
That's for later, not now.
- You do want me, don't you, Cliff? - Yeah.
You know what I was just thinking about?
How I've been waiting for this moment for a long time.
Ever since the last time we were together.
Do you remember the things you said to me?
Sure, I do.
There's something so special about you.
I never forgot what you told me.
- Remember? - Mm? Uh...
- Wait a minute, let me think. - Well, we were out by my pool...
and we'd just made beautiful love.
And you asked me if I had a good time, and I said:
“ It was marvelous.“
Well, I don't remember the words exactly...
but it was something like:
You didn't need my money, and you wouldn't miss my body.
Wait a minute, Marilee.
Now I would never want you to be accused of going back on your word.
Oh, but that was then and this is now.
You may not need my body, but you sure need my money.
Well, no. Now, listen. Let me see.
- No, I'll tell you what that was... - I know what that was.
And I know what this is.
Now get your hands off me, you little worm, before I break them.
How about some more champagne?
You're all wet.
Never again.
He'll be with you in a moment.
- Make yourself comfortable. - Okay.
- Could I get you anything? - No, no, I'm fine.
[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
- Hi. - Hi.
- Patty, would you see to the guests? - Yes, sir.
I really apologize. I did not know that you had guests.
I should have called.
- That would have been nice. - Heh.
Um...
I don't wanna seem rude, but I do have people waiting.
I'm not going to b*at around the bush.
All right, I'm listening.
You were right.
You are right.
I am scared... and I'm frightened.
I don't wanna be alone, but...
Lord, I...
I don't know any other way to say this.
It's you. You frighten me.
I just think that you want something from this relationship...
I'm not prepared to give.
How do you know what I want?
Because you're the one that said you hope we could be more to each other.
And more to you means that I...
knock you over the head with a club...
and drag you kicking and screaming to my bedroom?
Not exactly.
Well, I certainly hope not.
That's not my style.
And besides...
you're hardly in any condition.
That is not what I meant.
Look, Donna, relationships...
some of the best I've had, started with friendship.
And not all of them ended up on the physical side.
We do have to start somewhere, don't we?
I'd like to be your friend.
You sure that's gonna be enough?
Come here.
Come on over here.
You do trust me a little, don't you?
Yes.
All right, I'll tell you what.
We'll make a deal.
If anyone is to move on anyone in this relationship...
you're the one who's gotta do it.
Deal?
Deal.
Oh, Andrew. There you are.
- Um... - Oh.
I really have to go.
You wouldn't wanna miss dinner.
Good night.
You're Bobby Ewing?
That's right.
Sit down.
You bring the money?
I'd like to see what I'm paying for first.
Sure.
What's that?
It's a card from Jack.
“Carl, I'm doing great. Hope you are too. Jack.“
Yeah, well, the card don't say much but give a look at the postmark.
I saw it. Little Tree, Texas.
It's about a half-day's drive from here.
Yeah, not too far, I don't think.
He's probably doing ranch work up that way.
You shouldn't have any trouble running him down.
Where do you know Jack from?
Here and there.
Met him in Alaska.
How long's it been since you've seen him?
Not too long ago.
What else?
What else what?
You mean this is it?
That's about it.
I tell you what, why don't you keep this...
and try and hustle somebody else with it.
You owe me $ , , dude.
Good luck, dude.
Now look, that money don't mean squat to you.
You just hand it over and go on back to your fancy house...
while you're still in one piece.
You... [GRUNTING]
The doctor said my cast can come off next Wednesday.
It's itching like crazy. I'll be counting the days.
Count your blessings. You came ” better than your friend.
Poor Jamie. You know, by rights, that fall should have k*lled me too.
Down there in Mexico in the middle of nowhere?
You are lucky, kiddo.
Thanks, Ned.
Bye-bye. I'll see you.
Hey! Hey!
He stole my purse, Ned.
- Mary Elizabeth, are you all right? - Yeah, I guess so.
Want me to call the police?
Give it to me.
- Here. Now b*at it. - Yeah.
Uncle Harry for you on Line , J.R.
All right, thank you.
Hello, Harry.
Everything went just the way you expected, J.R.
No loose ends?
Not a fine.
Good, good.
All right. Make your next call, then come on back.
I'll see you at Southfork around dinnertime?
I'll be there.
Well, you are true to your word, Mr. Harvey.
Please, call me Bruce.
You said that you'd come in on budget...
and from the looks of things, you're gonna come in a little bit under.
News too gladden an investor's heart.
You know, I can't figure you out for the life of me.
What's there to figure out?
Well, here you are, an enormously wealthy woman...
charming, and if I may say so, a great beauty.
Thank you.
And you have that nose buried in the books...
trying to figure out how many man-hours the grips are putting in...
and what we're paying for on our location fees.
[CHUCKLES]
Well, I am the executive producer.
You are really something.
I went into the lingerie business...
and it became a major success.
Now that I'm in the motion-picture business...
I don't see any reason why we shouldn't make money.
Business is business, Mr. Harvey.
Will you run away with me?
[CHUCKLES]
So how does the film look?
Oh, the film.
My dear lady, the film is fantastic.
It's okay. I read the script.
It has nothing to do with the script.
It's Mandy Winger.
Of all the years I've been in the business...
I've seen it once or twice, but when you turn that camera around on her...
something happens. It's magic.
Oh.
Well, that must have been good for the film.
She doesn't even need dialogue. Sometimes she just stands there.
And I'm telling you, from a man's point of view...
she's all the candy you've ever wanted to eat.
She's the reason that a kid stays up late night.
She's every fantasy fulfilled.
But of course, you know that.
You discovered her. You made her the Valentine Girl.
I remember I was in the projection room with some guys.
They were cracking jokes and horsing around.
Mandy Winger came on the screen...
and it was silent.
She just has something. She's got something very special.
For the last time, you two. New tum that light off and go to sleep.
Go on.
I figured it was gonna be hard to raise these kids...
without their daddy, but I had no idea it'd be this hard.
Okay, little one. Let's go to sleep too, huh?
[SINGING LULLABY]
Shh.
Okay.
[BABBLING]
He'll go to sleep.
- You know the thing I dread? - Hm?
The day...
one of my kids ask me what really happened.
Oh, God, Alfred.
I have played that through my mind a thousand times.
One day that door is gonna bang open...
and one of my kids is gonna come running in, crying...
because some other kid has told him...
that his daddy didn't just die the way I've always said.
That his daddy hung himself in a jail cell...
after he set fire to the Ewing Oil field.
What am I gonna tell them then, Alfred?
The truth.
The whole truth.
You can tell them that their Uncle Alfred will be right there to back you up.
Lord, Alfred...
I don't want them to think anything bad about their daddy.
Mark was a good man. He...
Well, blowing up that field, that was just out of frustration.
The Ewings.
It was the Ewings' fault. It wasn't his fault.
They closed down that field and they are responsible for Mark's death.
Put your napkin in your lap.
I'm sorry. I'm just going on and on and...
It's all right.
Well, you must be pretty fed up with all my complaining.
Come on, sis.
If you can't let it out on me, then who else can you let it out on?
Alfred?
Hm?
What's the matter?
Nothing.
Don't give me that.
You have that expression on your face...
that you had when you were a little kid...
and you were always trying to hide something from Mama.
Now, what is it?
All right.
The fact is, I did have something I wanted to tell you. But I...
I've been waiting for it to develop so I could bring you some good news.
Unfortunately, it didn't work out the way I'd hoped.
Well... what is it anyway?
Remember we talked a couple weeks ago about a sh**ting out in Los Angeles?
The one involving the Ewings?
Yeah.
Well, the man who got k*lled, this B.D. Calhoun...
was a t*rror1st that the CIA had been investigating.
Now, from what I understand, the Ewings paid this man a lot of money...
to blow up an oil field in Saudi Arabia.
That's unbelievable.
Why didn't you tell me about this before?
Knowing you hate the Ewings, I didn't want you all stirred up again.
Especially if nothing was gonna come of it.
Well, what did come of it?
That's just it, nothing.
Nothing?
You mean they're just gonna bury it over?
Seems that way.
They deep-sixed all the evidence in the vault.
Nothing stops those people, does it?
Now, these kind of people can do anything...
and they can just get away with it.
I'm sorry, sis. I knew you'd be upset.
Well, it's unfair. It is so damn unfair!
Well, they came real close.
The Ewings might've lost their whole company.
Well, “might've“...
just ain't good enough.
BOBBY: So he asked the genie, “Please, could I be a little bit taller?“
- Could you wait here a moment, please? McSWEEN: Yeah.
Heard that one at the club, Bob.
It is pretty good though.
Excuse me. Mr. McSween here to see you.
Oh, yeah. Thanks. Excuse me, Mama.
Hey, Harry.
- I'm sorry to bother you like this. J.R: Yeah, what's up?
Well, it's about your cousin Jamie.
We got some information from the LA. Police Department.
Her death might not have been an accident.
What?
They're saying she might've been pushed over that cliff in Mexico.
Oh, my God.
Excuse me, but I think the rest of us like to hear this conversation.
You all know Lieutenant McSween from the Dallas Police Department.
You say Jamie might've been pushed?
Who'd wanna do a thing like that?
Well, her friend, Mary Elizabeth, the lady who went on the trip with her?
They searched her apartment and found $ , in cash...
hidden in a shoebox.
That doesn't prove a thing.
And they found a piece of paper from one of those memo pads...
like executives use.
It had Cliff Barnes' name on it.
And they also found a business card with his home number on it.
Cliff?
Cliff Barnes?
Yes, ma'am.
And they found a note. The note read:
“Probably best if we don't communicate again.“
This is unbelievable.
Well, I don't care how much evidence they have on him.
I've known the man all my life. He's capable of a lot of things...
but not of k*lling his wife.
That's not what the LA. police think.
They asked us to bring him in. We got him downtown right now.
Hmm.
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