Last on Dallas:
I heard from my mother,
her plans have changed.
She lands at noon and
then she takes off again at 2.
Revenge is never stupid. It's the single
most satisfying feeling in the world.
- Who'd you sell it to?
- J.R. Ewing.
Why don't you just
stay out of my life?!
That is no way
to treat my guest.
Things are starting to
get fun around here again.
Yeah, just like
the good old days.
You may not be around for long.
One of us might not be.
Your mother and I have
some unfinished business, Jory.
- What do you think?
- I think you're a conniving little bitch.
When you see your mom, maybe she'll tell
you what all this is about, but I can't.
Tell her Bobby
Ewing saved your life.
Goodbye, Jory.
That Frasier's not
only got a hollow leg...
he's gotta be 100 proof from
his Adam's apple to his ankles.
Those old boys can
knock it back, that's for sure.
You look like death warmed over.
I was closing a deal.
Every time we agreed
on a point, we had a drink.
They like to keep their
deals lubricated too.
What deal?
Yeah, then he wanted
to close the deal...
by drinking a toast out of
the waitress' slipper. Ha, ha.
Wait a minute, you were
eating at the Saddle Horn, right?
Yeah, where all the waitresses wear
boots. Ugh, that was a disgusting sight.
Seeing three old geezers
fighting over a boot full of booze.
Hello?
- Daddy.
- Hi, pal. Oh, it's good to see you.
How did things go in L.A.?
Well, there was no Hillary
Taylor, if that's what you mean.
Damn.
Listen, I wanna congratulate
you two on your marriage.
Christopher told
me all about it.
- Thank you.
- Thanks.
We're living here at Southfork.
Yeah, I gathered as much.
Hey, Bob, I got some good news.
I got you some brand-new offices, just
standing by, ready whenever you are.
J.R., I think a new office for me right
now is a bit premature. Thank you.
Well, whenever you're ready.
Oh, I do have some bad
news. Blackie Callahan d*ed.
Callahan. He's that old fella that
helped you find all down in Pride?
Yeah. Yeah, his
funeral's tomorrow.
I'm going and I just wanted to
know if you wanted to come along.
I didn't know very much about him
except what you and Daddy used to tell me.
I'd just as soon stay here and
spend time with Christopher.
Yeah. Yeah.
Mighty good, mighty good.
Good evening, detective.
I thought you'd choose someone
else to sit with, McKay, for supper.
I'm not eating. I just came
here to tell you something.
I feel no animosity toward you.
I understand you were just doing
your job when you had me arrested...
and you testified
against me in court.
Mm-hm.
I suppose you've heard I'm no
longer on the board at Westar.
I heard.
But I have plans
for a new company.
Maybe not as big as Westar, but
substantial and with solid resources.
You know, men like you never end
up in line at the unemployment office.
Not exactly.
As a matter of fact, I'm in the market
for a highly paid chief of security.
And I think you'd be the
perfect man for the job.
Just because you
think I'm a good cop...
or do you want a little
something in return?
I wanna know who really
k*lled Johnny Dancer.
Well, mister, as far as I'm
concerned, I'm looking at him.
- Hi, Dad.
- Hey, did you finish your homework?
Finally.
John Ross helped me.
I always have trouble with math.
It's only fair. You help
him with his history.
It's easy.
I'll tell you, pal, I sure miss
this ranch when I'm gone.
- Dad?
- Hm?
What about the lady
who got April k*lled?
Well, that's funny.
I went out there to try and find her
and now it just doesn't matter anymore.
Don't you hate her?
No, I never did hate
her, only what she'd done.
I don't understand.
Christopher, there comes a time when
you have to stop looking for revenge.
Caring for the
living is important.
I wanna spend time with
you and the rest of the family.
Sounds good to me.
I think we can have
some fun together, huh?
Sure.
But me and John Ross have
been having fun already...
since James and
Michelle moved in.
- They're funny?
- Yeah.
You like Michelle?
She's okay. She
doesn't like kids.
But me and John Ross like to
watch her and James and J.R.
It's kind of like watching
The Three Stooges on TV.
Only there's no commercials.
I'm surprised you're still home.
Ha. After last night, I
needed a night to recover.
James, could we talk
seriously for a little while?
Sure, what about?
Us, as people, not
as business partners.
Okay. It's your dime.
Without playing our little
game of one-upmanship...
do you feel anything
for me at all?
Well, I...
- What do you want?
- A snack.
Didn't you have
enough to eat at dinner?
I'm hungry.
Can't you eat in your room?
- Grandma hates to see crumbs.
- She's not home.
Hey, come on, Michelle,
lay off him, all right?
- SO, what were you guys talking about?
- We were trying to talk in private.
Oh, sorry.
Don't mind me.
This isn't private.
- Hey, I live here too.
- You could leave us alone.
- I'm eating.
- He's doing this for spite.
- No, he's just a kid.
- Don't defend him.
You know, you don't know
the first thing about kids.
Sure, I do, I married one.
Don't you guys ever
get tired of fighting?
Yeah, I sure do.
Come on, John Ross,
let's go someplace quiet.
Yeah.
Oh, boy.
Wait just a minute, I'll
get you some money here.
We need to talk.
We can't now. You're
gonna have to wait...
- I don't wanna wait.
- I'll take you to lunch.
It took a lot of courage to come here. I
think it's important. We had something.
Yeah, well, I don't
want to talk now.
Look, it happens. You
got mad, I got mad.
But if we take the time
to talk it out calmly...
we do love each other, Cliff.
Clint, come back to bed.
Is that the Chinese food?
Oh, jeez.
Must be an old
friend, right, Clint?
Didn't take you long
to get over me, did it?
How would you rate
the argument at dinner?
Mm. Maybe a three or a four.
They were at it again
in the kitchen last night.
- I'm sorry I missed it.
- Yeah, they're experts.
- It's so easy to get her angry.
- But it's fun.
Yeah.
Go out for a pass.
Son, you'd better
get dressed now.
- Okay.
- Uncle Bobby, can I go riding with you?
Sure, come on.
Come on, one more lap.
McKay?
J.J.
You like it?
Is that why you asked me up here
today? To see your new offices?
- Can't you just tell me if you like it?
- Sure, why wouldn't I? So?
- We'll get to that.
- Get to what?
J.J., I'm willing to let
bygones be bygones.
I'm out of Westar and you're
down to prosecuting traffic violators...
which is quite a comedown
after trying to put me in prison.
And I understand your
political career is on ice too.
Did you call me up here to talk
about something I already know?
Well, there may
be something else.
This is the lease
to this suite...
your name is on it, and it'll be
paid for by an unknown benefactor.
I have a painter waiting right
now to put your name on the door.
I can throw a lot of
legal business your way.
And there'll be lots of wealthy
clients coming through that door?
Guaranteed.
You wanna tell me what kind
of favor I have to do for you?
You already know.
Okay, but I wanna
hear it from you.
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!
Now, are you in or out?
It was Cliff Barnes.
I have a copy of his confession.
Why does he have
to come along with us?
He never keeps up and
we always have to go slow.
He doesn't ride as well
as you do, Christopher.
I think he takes
more after his daddy.
Hey, Mr. Ewing.
Glad I found you.
- Is something wrong, Lyle?
- No, sir.
Just moving one of the herds
to spring pasture tomorrow.
- I just need your signature.
- Tomorrow?
Heh, heh. Seems to come around
faster and faster every year, don't it?
Boy, I'll tell you.
Yeah, that's all right.
- There you go.
- Have a good ride.
Thank you, take care.
Is it gonna be a big herd?
It'll be 50-50. The boys got
some nose counting to do...
a little branding, and
cut a few out for market.
That's totally awesome. You
used to do that, didn't you?
Sure did. I remember
how much fun it was...
when your grandpa would
take me on a cattle drive.
Sometimes grandma would come
along. She was darn good with a rope.
Must've been fun when
you were growing up.
It sure was. You know, I don't think I
was much older than you are now...
when grandpa took me
on my first cattle drive.
Why don't you take
me? I could do it.
- Heh. You think so, huh?
- Pfft. You bet.
All right, we'll give it a try. It'll be
kind of like the good old days, huh?
Well, there you are.
Come on, let's go. See if
you can keep up now, huh?
Just one more question.
Do you find that being married and
running an oil company together...
puts a strain on
your relationship?
I mean, 24 hours a day is a lot of
togetherness, even for newlyweds.
Not for me, I love it.
And what about you,
Mr. Beaumont, do you love it?
Oh, I'm having all
kinds of fun. Ha, ha.
Fun doesn't really describe it.
But one of the terrific perks is that
I've learned so much about my husband.
Well, if looks have
anything to do with success...
I know you both are
going straight to the top.
Thank you, Mr. and
Mrs. Beaumont.
As you've just heard...
the torch has been passed to a
new generation in the oil business too.
And with Michelle and James
Beaumont, it's still burning brightly.
Back to you, Dave.
Well, that's a wrap.
Oh, terrific,
terrific interview.
You both were wonderful.
- Oh, thank you, thank you.
- Thanks.
If you'll excuse me, I have
business to take care of.
Oh, I hope you'll come back
on the show again sometime.
- Sure.
- Great.
- Oh, you too were very good.
- Oh, thank you.
- Thank you for coming.
- Thanks for having us.
- Are there any messages?
- Yes, I put them on your desk.
And I just finished the
contract for the Frasier deal.
- Kendall.
- Hi, Mr. Barnes.
- Hey, Jackie.
- Hey, Cliff.
- What are you doing here?
- I could ask you the same thing.
You pretending to be an oilman, are
you? Heh, heh. No, no, that's a joke.
Well, I don't know,
your father fooled the
world for a long time.
I suppose you could.
Yeah, talk about
fueling the world.
They actually confirmed
you national energy czar?
Jackie, bring that
contract into my office.
Okay.
- Mrs. Beaumont has people in her office.
- Fine.
Hey, what's going
on around here, huh?
What's happening? You
gonna be on the news?
Network special on young
executives including James and I.
That kid's no executive, he's dead
weight. You should get rid of him.
You're talking about my husband.
Wait a minute, look at me.
I'm your buddy, remember?
You shouldn't snow your buddy.
I mean, he's no kind of husband,
your marriage isn't working.
You've probably got
grounds for an annulment.
I thought you were my buddy.
I am.
He just don't belong here. It still
smells like a Ewing around here.
So I got a proposition for you.
You get rid of James, you sell me
his half and we go straight to the top.
Cliff, that's crazy. That's a
conflict of interest for you.
No, no, no. I set up a dummy
corporation to cover my half.
Thank you.
But I don't wanna leave James.
Maybe it's crazy and I
know he's not mature yet...
but I really want
this marriage to work.
I just don't understand you.
You're intelligent, you're
beautiful, you've been around.
When I came back
from the Bahamas...
I thought I'd gotten
James out of my system.
But I hadn't.
I really want him to
fall in love with me.
And you think it'll happen by working
with him and staying in the marriage?
- Yes.
- Well, you're wrong.
Maybe.
I know J.R. is trying to break
us up but I think I can stop him.
Oh, yeah, yeah, a lot of
people think they can stop J.R.
I just need enough time for James
to feel for me what I feel for him.
And I know that that means
spending a lot of long lonely nights.
Well, you shouldn't
make yourself so available.
See, all the Ewings, they
only want what they can't have.
So you're gonna step out with me
tonight. I'm gonna take you to dinner.
Chinese or Mexican?
- Maine lobster.
- Oh, the big bucks.
Yeah, market price. I'll
pick you up here, 6:30.
Who is it?
It's Bobby Ewing.
- Hi, hi.
- Hi.
- I didn't know you were back.
- Yeah, yeah.
What happened?
Well, a lot and nothing.
- Hillary Taylor wasn't in Malibu?
- No.
- It was the right house.
- Yeah, it was the right house.
- Well, then there must he leads.
- Yeah.
I, uh... I stopped
looking for her, Liz.
That's what I
came by to tell you.
I got better things to do with my
life than chase her around the world.
So I took all the information I
had and turned it over to Interpol.
I see.
My son deserves to have
his father around for a while.
So my next order of business...
is to be the best man at the
famous Barnes-Adams wedding...
if Cliff wants me.
Liz, what's the matter?
There isn't going
to be a wedding.
Ohh.
Oh, honey.
Is that because of you or Cliff?
The higher he climbs, the
more insufferable he becomes.
He's more lovable as a
loser than as a winner.
Hey, come on now.
Don't you go burning
any bridges yet, okay?
There aren't any more
bridges, believe me.
I'm sorry, Liz.
I'm truly sorry.
Thanks.
Yeah, yeah, it's sad.
Oh, I don't look at it that way. Daddy
enjoyed life until the day he d*ed.
He would have liked what
that preacher said at the service.
If anything's sad, is
that there weren't a
lot of his friends left
to pay their respects.
He was pretty near
the last of a generation.
That's for sure.
Well, I guess that's
what life's all about.
The young taking over from
the old, shaping things their way.
You gonna be all
right? Financially?
Oh, fine. Callahan Oil is doing
well, especially in today's market.
I do have a question, J.R.
You know, Blackie had just a handshake
deal on that gusher down in Pride...
and he was receiving
royalties from Ewing Oil.
But you're no longer
a part of Ewing Oil and
yet, Blackie keeps
getting his royalties.
So who's paying it? Hm?
Well, Ewing Oil, I suppose.
You know how computers are.
Once something gets in them,
it's almost impossible to get it out.
Oh, that is 313“ take, JR.
You've been paying him
out of your own pocket.
Well, it's not important.
I've heard a lot of stories about
J.R. Ewing, most not flattering.
Now I find out
there may just be...
a heart of gold
b*ating in that chest.
Well, I don't know about that, but
I do know about what I believe in.
Contracts were made
to be broken, honey...
but a handshake
is the law of God.
Thank you.
Anything else, Mr. Barnes?
No, not right now,
we'll order in a minute.
- Okay, just let me know.
- Okay.
I think I was wrong
telling you to dump James.
- Well, that's a fast turnaround.
- Yeah.
No, I think your marriage to
him could work to our advantage.
- Our advantage?
- Sure.
You see, you stay married to
him, then you are at Southfork.
It means you'd be a
spy in the enemy camp.
Now, that's the Cliff
Barnes that I know and love.
See, your information and my new clout.
J.R. doesn't have a chance against us.
I see Miss Ewing Oil is smart enough to
cozy up to our country's new energy czar.
Well, if it's not Carter
McKay, ex-head of Westar.
And where's the lovely
Miss Adams tonight?
I think she'd worry about you
dining with such a beautiful woman.
It doesn't make any
difference where she is.
McKay, we're trying to
have a private conversation.
Don't tell me a
little thing like Liz
selling her company to
J.R. broke you two up.
I'm not trying to tell you
anything except excuse us, please.
I understand.
Cliff, I really think that you and
Michelle look like a great team.
Have a pleasant evening.
You know, McKay isn't stupid.
We do make a good team.
Maybe you're what I've needed
all along, a tough cookie, huh?
You stand up to J.R., managed
to take Ewing Oil away from him.
That's incredible.
I usually get what I want.
Yeah, including James.
Too bad you're in
love with that guy.
What do you mean by that?
Because all my life, I always wind up with
these women who do not understand me.
And I understand
you very well, don't I?
Hey, we could do worse.
Well, if James and
I don't work out...
it's nice to know I have a
good friend waiting in the wings.
- Are you okay, Mr. Ewing? BOBBY:
Yeah, we're fine. How do you feel?
- I'm ready.
- I don't want you complaining...
- after spending all day in the saddle.
- You won't hear any.
- All right, what do you say?
- Let's head them out.
You heard him,
Lyle, let's move them.
We'll go down the back here,
okay, and move them on down.
Thank you.
- Morning, Dad.
- Morning, son.
I thought you'd
still be in Oklahoma.
Well, I got a late
flight out last night.
I spent some time talking to
Blackie's daughter after the funeral.
Say, I'll just have some bacon
and eggs, you now, the usual.
- Where's Bobby and Christopher?
- They're playing cowboys.
They're out on a cattle drive.
Oh, and I was hoping Bobby
would come into the office today.
Dad, can we go
out on the drive too?
They're gonna be sleeping
on the range and everything.
Well, I'd like to,
son, I really would...
but I got a lot of catching
up at the office to do.
Oh, come on, Dad.
It'll be good for you.
Well, maybe you're right.
Maybe it would be good for me.
How about it, James,
you wanna go with us?
It'd make it a real
Ewing family outing.
- Sure, I'll cancel my meetings.
- It'll just take me a second to change.
Michelle, I don't
remember asking you.
Well, that is priceless, the
famous Ewing men's club.
No women or outsiders allowed.
What are you gonna do? Slap
a sex-discrimination suit on me?
Oh, no, maybe it's just
as well I'm not going.
Seeing you on a horse, I
might laugh myself to death.
Michelle, you know, I really don't
think J.R. meant to hurt your feelings.
He just grew up in a
different time, that's all.
Yeah, the Stone Age. Of
course he wanted to hurt me.
But I'll be damned if I
ever let him see it happen.
That's something I really like about
you. You give as good as you get.
You're one of the few people
that knows how to stand up to J.R.
You get under my skin sometimes,
but there's a lot there to like too.
- You mean that?
- Yeah, I do.
Now, why don't I have a talk to
J.R. about you coming with us?
No, I don't wanna give
him the satisfaction.
You know, we could
stay home together.
I'd really like the chance
for us to be alone and talk.
Yeah. Well, I told him I'd go.
But we'll have that little talk
as soon as I get back, all right?
I promise.
Okay, let's go down here and keep
them from moving up this hill, okay?
Come on. Giddap!
Dad, this is neat.
I'll tell you, when
I was a boy...
the herd was so large, there
were cattle as far as you could see.
Sometimes it'd take a week, maybe two,
to get them from one pasture to another.
You really liked
it then, didn't you?
Oh, those were the
best times of my life.
Then the Ewing Oil
business started taking over.
I let your Uncle Gary
and Uncle Ray run the
ranch and I started
going into the office.
Liz? This is Carter McKay.
Why are you calling?
We have some things to discuss. I'd
like to meet you for dinner tomorrow night.
No, thank you.
I thought the Oil Barons at 7.
I wanna talk about
Johnny Dancer.
Why would I wanna
talk to you about that?
Because I have something
very interesting to tell you...
and I need to do it in person.
Believe me, it won't
be a waste of your time.
All right, I'll be there.
Good. Goodbye.
- Everything's all set?
- Yes.
You'll arrive right
after we're seated.
Heh, heh. It's arranged.
Don't fail me.
Hey, Dad, I'm getting
good at this, aren't I?
You're getting darn good. I
barely had to help you with this.
You'll be atop hand
on this ranch in no time.
Hyah! Hyah!
Ho!
Over there, son.
That's right, you see?
- Hey.
- There you go.
- Son, you're doing pretty good.
- Yeah.
- We'll make a cowboy out of you yet.
- Ha, ha.
Well, look who's coming.
Here, hold up for a
second, son. Whoa.
Yeah, that's your Uncle J.R. on a
horse. This is the age of miracles.
Howdy, Bob, how you doing?
Well, J.R., why didn't you drive
out? Riding is not your style.
Well, this is a Ewing
cattle drive, isn't it?
I brought the rest of the Ewing
men out to ride with you, buddy.
- They bringing your motor home out later?
- Ha, ha! Come on, give me a break.
It's important for us to be
together, to be a Ewing family again.
Well, I couldn't
agree with you more.
But we work cattle by
moving not by standing still.
Why don't we find something
for these boys to do.
You betcha, boy, let's go.
Bring them on down. J.R.: How
you doing, Bill? Get back in there.
It's a beautiful place.
Are you sure you wanna sell it?
Yes.
Lovely view.
I'm really surprised
you changed your mind.
Oh, well, I wanted to keep
it for sentimental reasons...
but I think it's time
to let go of the past.
That's important too.
And I think living at Southfork
is gonna work out real well.
Well, it looks like your
life is all falling into place.
It's beginning to.
Michelle, you know how
the real estate market
is these days. It's
been a little slow.
I want it sold, Stephanie.
So let's price it right and
get some buyers in here.
I'll get the paperwork to
your office in a couple hours.
- Thanks.
- Are you coming?
In a minute.
Okay.
How about a game of cards?
Yeah, a game of five-card
stud would be great.
No more gambling for
me. Let's play crazy eights.
- That's a kid's game.
- Hey, you're a kid.
- I like crazy eights.
- Okay, if that's what you want.
- Okay.
- Deal, John Ross.
- Hey, James.
- Hey.
Boys.
J.R., I, uh...
I didn't get a chance to ask
you about Blackie's funeral.
Well, you know, a
funeral's a funeral.
It wasn't a lot of laughs.
It was sad, in a bunch of ways.
Well, he was a good old boy.
That he was, and
I'm gonna miss him.
The last of the
great wildcatters.
You know, you're right. Most of
those old oil giants are gone now.
Yeah.
Daddy.
Seth Stone.
- Jordan Lee.
- Jordan Lee. Yeah, that's right.
Even old Digger Barnes.
You know, they were young
and vital men when we were kids.
They're the ones that made the
Texas oilman a legend around the world.
I'll tell you.
They were there before
OPEC, and offshore drilling...
and supertankers
and all the stuff.
His death really hit
you hard, didn't it?
Yeah, it just made me realize that the
world I know is disappearing real fast.
Yeah.
Bobby, at that funeral, I didn't
recognize one face from the old days.
J.R., that happens
in every business.
It happened to Daddy's
generation when we grew up.
Yeah.
Well, I guess the old business
should be run by young men like James.
J.R., you're not an old man. You
are reacting to the funeral of a friend.
I don't know, maybe. I
suppose. Hell, I don't know.
Well, look what happened when
daddy d*ed. You and I almost gave up.
Yeah, well, that was different.
He was flesh and blood.
And now you think
the world is changing.
I don't know, I...
Look, I could go on
but I'd be all alone.
And who am I gonna
have a drink with? Some...?
Some kid accountant
half my age? Good God.
There are still people
around you can cut a deal with.
You're not over the hill yet.
If not today, then tomorrow.
Oh, I suppose I could let go.
But what am I
gonna do with myself?
Can you imagine me sitting at the
poolside at Southfork just day after day?
No, I can't.
Well, neither can I.
What?
Well, you all ready to go?
- Yeah. CHRISTOPHER:
We're ready.
Who won the big game last night?
It was called because
Christopher fell asleep.
And I was ahead too.
You guys better get saddled
up, we're burning daylight.
Boy, you could choke
a goat with this stuff.
You do love it out
here, don't you?
You know, considering I slept on
a bunch of pointy rocks last night...
I'm really just
happy to be alive.
You sound in a better mood
than you were in last night.
Bobby, I may not know what I'm
gonna do with the rest of my life.
But I sure know
what I'm not gonna do.
I have a pretty good
idea what that is.
Ranching, now
who am trying to kid?
You know... My body just doesn't
take to sleeping on the ground.
I really don't get a kick out
of talking to a bunch of cows.
Sly makes a hell of a lot
better cup of coffee than this.
Are you trying to tell me this
is the end of the trail, partner?
No, no, I owe it to the
boys to finish this drive.
But I don't plan on spending
my golden years like this.
I'm gonna make it back to my
office and I'm taking you with me.
No, J.R., you're not.
I thought you put April's
death behind you, Bob.
This doesn't have anything
to do with April's death.
It doesn't have
anything to do with you.
I've been thinking a
lot about my future too.
You may not have come
to a decision, but I have.
Well, you know how I feel about you. I
want you working side by side with me.
Well, I don't think
that's gonna happen.
Come on, J.R., you and I
have spent our entire lives...
trying to win Daddy's approval
by fighting with one another.
Neither one of us giving up until we
were sure we were his favorite, right?
That's for damn sure.
Well, I don't miss the
board meetings anymore.
And I don't miss the three B's.
I'm giving up the fight,
J.R. You are Daddy's son.
As a matter of fact, you're
Jock Ewing right now.
Thank you, Bob.
Well, in that case, Jock Ewing
wants you working right alongside him.
No, I belong right
here working this ranch.
Who knows? Maybe there's more
of Mama's genes in my blood...
the Southworth's,
than there are Daddy's.
The oil business is
all yours, big brother.
You've earned the
right to Daddy's throne.
Who knows, maybe there won't be
anything left for us to fight about, huh?
Could you give us a
statement, Mr. Barnes?
Yeah, well, let me read you a message
that I just got from the governor here.
"It's with great reluctance...
that I accept your resignation as
chairman of the Oil Regulatory Commission.
But the state of Texas is pleased
that one of its most talented citizens...
will new direct the energy policy for
the nation. We wish you good luck."
I appreciate those
words from the governor.
Does that mean you'll be
making Washington your home?
Absolutely.
Anything you can tell us
about your program yet?
Well, that'd be a bit premature
right now, but I can say one thing.
The energy needs
of this country...
will never be held hostage
by a foreign government again.
Bob, this is my last night.
I'll tell you, you all
are just flat-out crazy.
Come on, you said you
were gonna finish this drive.
Yeah, but this damn
horse almost finished me.
See how you all can
get along without me.
What about the boys?
You said this was supposed
to be a Ewing family outing.
James and John Ross will
be just fine with you, Bob.
When you all get back to Southfork, we'll
have a barbeque, sit around the pool...
and I'll explain the
whole thing to them.
It's all right, I understand.
You know what I
was just realizing?
Things will never be really
the same between you and me.
Well, who knows? It
could even be better.
Well, I hope so.
You know, I've never
seen you this happy before.
But I don't belong here. He“, I'm an
oilman, always have been, always will be.
They'll probably strike oil
when they dig a hole to put me in.
Well, I can't see you
doing anything else.
Yeah.
Well, I'm gonna turn in. Tomorrow
morning, bright and early...
I'm gonna go back to work at
getting Michelle out of Ewing Oil.
You've been b*ating
around the bush, McKay.
Why don't you come to the point?
It's a delicate subject.
That's a joke, you've never been
delicate in your life unless it suited you.
On the phone, you said you had something
interesting to tell me about Johnny Dancer.
Yes, I did.
- Must be an oilman. CLIFF: It
was magic meeting you there.
- Good evening, Mr. Barnes.
- Is my table ready?
- Yes, sir, this way, please.
- All right.
Well, come on, I don't wanna
sit here longer than I have to.
I think you know more about Dancer's
m*rder than you've told anyone.
You're free. Why do you
care who knows what?
I think you really know
who k*lled Johnny Dancer.
Sure, I do. I'm
sitting here with him.
- Nice to see you.
- Good night.
- She's pretty.
- Yeah.
I'll send the waitress over
with your usual, Mr. Barnes.
And you, sir?
- I'll have a Scotch rocks, ma'am.
- Okay.
What do you think about subsidies to
open up some of those old deep wells?
Yeah. Yeah, I think we're gonna
be getting into that real soon.
Give me a minute, Herbert.
I gotta talk to somebody.
Come on, Liz, you
know more than that.
I only know what I
read and see on TV.
Two of my favorite
people having dinner.
Buzz off, Barnes. Can't you see
we're having a private conversation?
I can see that. Why do I
think you're talking about me?
Cliff, why don't you go
somewhere else and be miserable?
Me, miserable? No, I'm
the happiest guy in Dallas.
I came by to make you an offer. If
you're gonna be hanging out in Dallas...
- I can give you my condo at a good price.
- No, thanks, I never did like that dump.
And I don't like this
place much now.
I can't wait for you to get
back in the oil business.
So I can crucify you.
We'll see who crucifies who.
Oh, damn.
Mr. Ewing, is Mr. James
coming home too, sir?
No, he'll be gone for
a couple more days.
Well, there's a young woman waiting.
She just arrived, and she wants to see him.
Did you tell her that
he's away or what?
Yes, sir, but she looked like she was
going to cry and I didn't know what to do.
All right, all right, I'll
talk to her. Get my bag.
Yes, sir.
Hello.
I'm J.R. Ewing, is there
something I can do for you?
Hello.
I'm sorry to intrude
into your home.
I didn't mean to bother anyone,
but I need to speak to James.
Dames?
- Beaumont.
James Beaumont? I
was told he lived here.
Yes, he does. He's
away for a few days.
Maybe I can help you.
Maybe you can. There's
something I'm very confused about.
- What's that?
- The other night on television...
I saw James do an interview.
It was about young business executives
and how they're running big companies now.
There was a woman with James,
Michelle. I think that's what her name was.
Well, they said James
and Michelle were married.
So?
- Well, that can't be.
- Why not?
James is married to me.
Married?
Ha. Well, sure he is. I gotta give you
points for being the first one to show up.
What? I don't understand.
Well, of course you do.
You see a good-looking
young oil executive on TV...
and decide to create
a little nuisance value.
See if you can
get a quick payoff.
Well, you're in luck tonight,
darling, because I'm in a good mood.
How much it gonna take to send
you back where you come from?
It's a little more
complicated than that.
Come on.
This is James' son.
Next on Dallas:
We have to talk.
I met Bobby Ewing.
Why'd you resign, Cliff?
Everything was going your way.
You had the right girl, the
right job. What happened?
J.R. happened.
What if there was a
problem with your marriage?
What kind of problem?
If James wants Michelle...
- he's gonna have to divorce Debra Lynn.
- Yeah.
- Don't go after J.R.
- My marriage is finally working out.
Debra Lynn?
- Who?
- Oh, my God.