All language subtitles for Dallas S10E17

You do exactly
what he tells you.

I want the very best
for my grandchild.

That's one thing this
baby can never be.

There can be no ties
with the Ewing family.

Is it written that a man can't
raise his child as well as a woman?

You have to prove
Donna is a witch...

and a blight on the good
name of motherhood.

If I didn't know better, I'd
swear you were following me.

Why, Mrs. Ewing. I wouldn't
follow a married woman.

- What's the matter?
- God, please don't let this be happening.

7?

It's all right, Sue Ellen.

Go back to sleep.

Did you ever see so
much promise in a cult?

Hey, look. You see that
front hoof right there?

I guess we can correct
that with the right shoe.

There he goes again, see?

Hey, you hearing me?

Oh. I'm sorry.

I was thinking of
something else.

You should let
go of that, Clayton.

Wish I could.

Forget about Wes Parmalee.
We all got hurt on that one.

Not just you.

So it's just business
as usual, huh?

That is not what I said.

I was raised to believe
there's a right and a wrong.

And Wes Parmalee
did a wrong thing.

Now, everybody just
seems to wanna let it slide.

Well, I just can't.

- Morning.
- Good morning, Sue Ellen.

- Morning, Pam.
- Morning.

Where is everybody?

Let's see, Clayton is over to see
Ray, and Mama left this morning.

- I don't know what she's up to.
- She was going to town.

She said she was gonna
see Mavis Anderson.

Oh.

Morning. JR.

- Is it?
- Whoo.

Somebody got up on
the wrong side of the bed.

What's eating you
so early this morning?

For your information, I
was up most of the night.

Well, I'm sorry to hear that,
but don't take it out on us.

I heard a noise in the night, and
I got up and walked the house.

You came into my room.

I got so excited by the idea,
I went right back to sleep.

Do you think this
is funny, Sue Ellen?

Well, I went around
checking doors last night.

This house is supposed to have
a burglar-alarm system, isn't it?

Well, the alarms didn't go off.

Anybody knows when the last
time that thing was checked?

Well, I guess it's something
I don't think about a lot.

I always think of
Southfork as being safe.

Safe? Doesn't anybody
read the newspapers?

Here we are, an enormously rich
family, right out in the middle of nowhere.

We're fair game for anybody.

You've got a point there.

I guess it wouldn't hurt
any of us to be more careful.

I'll talk to Miss Ellie, and we'll
get the alarm people out here.

No, no. I'll take care
of that from the office.

In this day and age, anybody with $3
more than their neighbors is a target.

We're in the oil
business, aren't we?

With all the nuts
and all the terrorists...

it wouldn't surprise me if the Eskimos
started hijacking airplanes nowadays.

- Jenna?
- Oh, Miss Ellie.

Oh, well, for heaven's
sakes, give me a hug.

Oh-oh.

- It's been a long time.
- Since before the wedding.

- I've wanted to call you.
- Well, I appreciate you did, Miss Ellie.

I'm just not so sure
this is such a good idea.

Well, I know. It's awkward.

But I've always been
very fond of you, Jenna.

We were always friends.

I was very happy at your house.

It just didn't work out the
way it should have, so...

But that doesn't mean
we shouldn't befriends.

Of course it does.

- How are you doing?
- Fine.

Life goes on.

- Well, you look very well.
- Well, I feel good.

Doctor says I'm healthy as a horse,
but he did say I had to take it easy.

That's typical, a man telling a woman to
take it easy just because she's pregnant.

I remember, with my
sons, the energy I had.

Yeah, that's true.

My doctor's very nice, but it's for sure
he's never had a baby himself. Heh.

To me, it was a miracle. To my
doctor, it was a medical condition. Ha.

You would've thought
I caught something.

But the point is...

you listen to your doctor, young lady.
And do exactly what the doctor says...

because I want only the
very best for my grandchild.

Miss Ellie, that's one thing
this baby could never be.

It could never, ever
be anything else.

There can be no ties
with the Ewing family.

For all our sakes.

Don't say that, Jenna, please.

Miss Ellie, this was a mistake. We
never should meet like this again.

Don't tum away from me, Jenna...

if only because someday
you may need me.

I told you, I'm just fine.

Jenna, whatever else it is, having a baby
is a time when a woman needs support.

And you're alone.

Your son may not
have married me...

but I'm not alone.

Goodbye, Miss Ellie.

Harry, I don't care
about your other cases.

Listen, I wanna
see you right away.

I can't talk about
it on the phone.

This office has been bugged
already. For all I know, it still is.

Well, I really appreciate
the call, Harry.

- Yeah, all right. I'll be back to you.
- Ha.

Don't stand there like you're
posing for a toothpaste ad.

You obviously heard some
good news. Let's have it.

I just got off the phone with
Mr. Michaelson from Tidelands Escrow.

The deal closed. We now
own an operation on the gulf.

“Ebb Water Offshore Oil and
Exploration.“ Well, I'll be damned.

How about that, Bobby? To be honest
with you, I didn't think you'd pull it off.

Wait a minute, there's
more. I got Canadyne...

to take all the hardware
0” our hands for cash now.

What we purchased is reserves and
real estate for a traction on the dollar.

- J.R., it was the sweetest deal.
- Ha-ha. Bob.

Well, I gotta take my
hat off to you. Ha-ha.

- Ewing Oil is back.
- Yes, sir.

- Uh...
- Oh, uh, JR.

This morning, you were talking
about security for the house.

What was that all about?

Oh, just about security
for the house, that's all.

You never think about it until
something happens, you know.

Well, I understand that,
but did something happen...

that set you to thinking
about it? Is anything wrong?

No, no. Nothing in particular.

Bob, I just didn't
wanna get into it...

but I'm kind of concerned
about Mama and Clayton.

Yeah, Wes Parmalee
has dropped out of sight...

but who knows what
kind of madman he is?

I think we've seen the
last of Mr. Parmalee.

Yeah, well, I wonder.

I mean, here we are
back in business...

and he's out there
somewhere licking his wounds.

How do we know what's
going on in that man's mind?

I guess it wouldn't hurt to
update the system a little.

No. No, it wouldn't.

Thank you, Bob.

I just don't know what to say.

This agency used to be reliable.

I must say I'm very disappointed
in the selection this time.

Well, now, here's a good example.
This girl has a very pretty face...

but no, mmm...

- Bust?
- Yes, thank you.

Well, they were told lingerie,
I mean, not high fashion.

These girls are
supposed to have figures.

This is all wrong.
She's just flat and no...

Fanny?

It's all right...

to use those terms in
your presence, Mr. Barton.

I'm a trained professional.

Yes. Well, there's no point in
wasting any more of your time.

Let me send these
people home, okay? Ahem.

Who's this?

Uh... Yes.

Well, I've seen prettier, but...

There's something
about her. Something...

I can't identify. Mysterious?

Hmm.

Well, take her name. Tell Miss Newsom
I'll make my decision in a couple of days.

Mm-hm.

- Bye-bye.
- Bye. Bye-bye.

Thank you.

Thank you all very much. Thank
you, Miss Newsom. That'll be enough.

Excuse me, can I speak
to you for a moment?

I don't see why there
should be any question.

Jack sold those shares of
Ewing Oil to his sister for $1.

One dollar can be
proper legal consideration.

The only purpose of
that sale was meanness...

in order for Jack to keep
me from what was mine.

We'll have a strong
case if we can prove...

he acted out of malicious
intention to defraud you.

- But on the other hand...
- There is no other hand.

On the other hand, there
could be valid reasons...

why a brother might transfer
such an asset to his sister.

If he trusted her financial judgment
more than his own, for instance...

or if he owed her a debt.

No way.

Another problem
we have here is...

we can't sue him if
we can't reach him.

- You say you can't reach him.
- I don't know where he is.

He hit the ground
running and kept on going.

But his sister
Jamie is reachable.

She's in California, an
executive with Valentine Lingerie.

It could be enough
to go straight to her.

If not, there are ways to find
the elusive Mr. Jack Ewing.

Thank you. That makes
me feel very hopeful.

I'm sorry, Mr. Fallow, but I just
don't know what more I can do for you.

You can keep looking
for Wes Parmalee.

Or Wyatt Haynes, or
whatever he calls himself now.

There's just no point to it. We've
made inquiries in four states.

If anybody knows about anything
about that character, they're not talking.

Well, this old earth hasn't
just swallowed him up.

No. He's out there some place.

At least hospitals
and morgues...

don't record anybody
fitting his description.

And they'd hardly
fail to notice a body...

that'd been broken and
reconstructed the way Parmalee's had.

Yeah. We're fairly certain
he didn't leave the country too.

At least, he hasn't
applied for any passport.

Now, people, even fugitives...

they tend to stick close to what
they know best, familiar ground.

You're saying he's still here
in the Southwest somewhere?

Oh, I'd bet on it.

All right.

What else would you bet on?

Well...

he's probably doing
daywork some place.

Because he hasn't put his Social
Security number on any job application.

Leastwise not that we can find.

Will you look at that?
It's all computers today.

Well, that narrows it even more.

Mr. Fallow...

I'm trying to describe
to you a dead end.

You got a man, alone...

who just decides to up
and head on down the road.

Well, there's no way
we're gonna find him.

Unless, of course,
he wants to be found.

Or he stumbles.

See, that's not impossible...

but it's just not enough for
me to keep taking your money.

I told you, money is
not a concern to me.

I appreciate that,
Mr. Fallow, I do.

But that's just not the
way we do business here.

Well, if you can't help me,
I'll find somebody who can.

Pick up any phone book.

I'm sure you'll find any number of
firms that'd be glad to take your money...

just as long as you're
willing to write that check.

Thank you.

Hi, Ray.

Keeping busy, I see.

Keeping out of
trouble. Thank you, Phil.

- You got any good news for me?
- Well, no surprises, no magic answers.

I told you that
visitation rights...

were pretty much up to the discretion
of the judge in each individual case.

Nothing in my research
says anything different.

We're just gonna have to play
it by ear when the time comes.

Well, the thing is... See, I...

There's no way I can
make Donna stay here.

If she decides to
move to Washington...

obviously. She's gonna
raise the child there.

Obviously.

Which means I won't
get to visit very much...

no matter what the judge says.

Let's just wait
until we get there.

I've been giving this
a whole lot of thought.

I guess...

I'm gonna have to take
that child from Donna.

- I'm gonna have to get custody.
- Custody?

Not a chance, Ray.

Is it written anywhere that says a man
can't raise his child as well as a woman?

Are you crazy?

For openers, you'd have to
prove that Donna's an unfit mother.

Well, I'm sure Donna would be
a wonderful mother to her child.

Not if you want custody.

If you want custody, you're gonna
have to prove Donna is a witch...

and a blight on the good
name of motherhood.

And even then, the child almost
always goes with the mother.

I know.

But, you see. Donna's
gonna be living life on the run.

She's got political ambitions.
She's gonna be dragging that child...

from Washington to here,
leaving it with strangers.

Ray, forget it.

I'm the one that wants to
make a home for that child.

Do yourself a favor.

Paul, you are my friend.

But if you're not
gonna get behind this...

I'm gonna find
somebody who will.

You're right, I
am your friend...

or I'd tell you what you could
do with that arrangement.

Now, look...

it you want the
slightest prayer...

you have to prove that child's
gonna be better off with you.

You're gonna have to
put Donna in question...

and you're gonna have to present
your own character as unimpeachable.

- What are you so worked up about?
- Ray, your divorce isn't final yet.

Now, there can't be the
slightest suggestion of any...

relationship.

That's not how it is
between Jenna and me.

Not the slightest suggestion,
not the appearance, nothing.

Period.

Ma'am.

Hi.

Hi, Ray. Are you
gonna go riding with us?

Ray?

No, I can see where this
conversation is going...

and I told you before that
it is out of the question.

Ewings are on the move.

They pulled off a neat trick
in buying Ebb Water Offshore.

Deals like that are gonna
make that company stronger.

- That makes me uneasy.
- I hate to see J.R. prosper myself.

Well, you see? We're
in the same boat.

If I had known about that pending
deal, I could've headed it off.

I'm with you.

But what kind of a man is
gonna use his sister as a spy?

We're gonna have to
work together on this, Cliff...

out of mutual self-interest.

I don't think so.

Well, I think so.

You remember what it was
like when you were poor?

Well, not exactly poor, but the
way it was before you had 340.

You didn't have
many friends then.

People didn't
"eat you very well.

Are you threatening me?

I'm talking about
mutual self-interest.

I head a big company.

Westar can do a lot for a
little independent like you.

And I think I'd sleep a lot better
it I'd just go it all by my lonesome.

- You owe me a lot of money, Cliff.
- I will pay you back.

If you're able to pay.

I understand you're
having trouble...

renewing your contract
with the refineries.

They're holding me up, and I don't know
what's gotten into them all of a sudden.

Coincidentally, Westar has
an interest in those refineries.

Any other problems that I
can help you with these days?

The union.

All of a sudden, they're making
noises about my rig being unsafe.

I heard.

The business agent for the
pension fund is a friend of mine.

He was saying it would be a
shame if they had to walk out...

to clear this thing up.

We're talking at least two
or three months of downtime.

You dirty dog.

Pam isn't ever going
to hear about this, Cliff.

That's why we're meeting here.

And if you're making
Barnes-Wentworth richer...

aren't you really
doing her a favor?

Can't find anything.
Place is clean.

He put that bug in here just to
shake me up, that's what he did.

Who is "he“?

Come on, J.R., you've waltzed me
around enough. Some answers now.

That's him right there.

B.D. Calhoun.

Yeah, I've heard of him.

A very heavyweight
mercenary type. But how...?

All you have to know, Harry, is I
got hooked up with him, and I'm sorry.

The answer to the
second question is:

Yes, he is the one that put the body of
Garrett Gordon right there in that chair.

And he sabotaged my
pipelines and hugged the office.

Ah. This is out of my league.

Don't fade on me now, Harry.

Then come up with some answers.

How heavy is this?

Well, he came to me
waving the American flag...

with some cockamamie scheme
about blowing up the Arabian oil fields.

Can you believe that?

And, of course, I
turned him down.

Then he threatened me. And I guess
I didn't take him seriously enough.

Let me get together with
the commander and...

Uh-uh. No-oh. This has
gotta be strictly off the record.

I don't want anything like that.

No. My company's just
getting back on its feet.

I don't wanna upset the family.

You just find this guy
and have him disappear.

He's a very dangerous man.

Harry, have this reproduced.
Get it to some of your boys.

- J. FL. I...
- Harry.

If you pull this off, you can
buy your next house with cash.

Ha-ha. That was wonderful.

See? If you set your mind to it,
you can do anything, even cook.

Well, I wouldn't say barbecuing
steaks was cooking, exactly.

Now, wait a minute. You
had com, and you had pie.

Well, I bought the pie.

Ray, when you get a
compliment, just say thank you.

Thank you.

- I'm gonna go give Darius an apple.
- Okay.

Charlie has been doing
wonderful these days.

I mean, she's really
gotten it together.

Thank you.

For what?

For being here
when I needed you.

I didn't do anything.

Ray. Heh-heh.

When you get a
compliment, say...

Thank you.

You know, I...

I talked to Miss
Ellie this morning.

She said I was alone.

But she was wrong...

because you've been here.

You've been a strong
shoulder when I needed it, Ray.

I mean, you've helped Charlie so much.
Even if it's just by having Darius here.

You've given her
a sense of place...

to get over it all when
Bobby went back to Pam.

Anyway...

you're my best friend.

Jenna...

What is it, Ray?

I guess I might as well just
come right out and say it.

You know...

I'm still thinking about the possibility
of getting custody of my child.

Yes.

Well, the thing is, my lawyer says
if I wanna have any chance at all...

well, I can't look like I'm having
any kind of relationship with anyone.

I see.

It's not fair.

But...

I can't be seeing so
much of you and Charlie.

Especially...

in my home.

I'm sorry.

I told you I understood.

I know how much this
baby means to you.

Listen, it's getting late. I
better think about wrapping it up.

I feel terrible
about this, Jenna.

There's nothing you can do.

Your lawyer's right.

Ain't it the darnedest thing?

All I ever wanted was
a home and a family.

Really, that's all
you ever wanted.

I guess we both just tell in
love with the wrong people.

Listen, I gotta be getting home.

All right, now. This time, we're
going for the record. You ready? Go.

Go, go, go!

Ha-ha. Ha.

Pretty good. Not the
best, but pretty good.

Okay. Now, what I want you to do
is bounce about two more times...

get higher, and make
the splash bigger.

- Make the water go to the 1001.
- Up to the root?

The roof. I had to make it go
to the 1001 when I was a kid...

or they wouldn't let me in Scouts.
One more time. Here we go.

Think “heavy.“ Think “bounce.“

Whoa.

Not too bad. Are you down there?

Hey. Okay, you got one left in you? I
think we're going for a record this time.

- Almost beat the Bobby Ewing record.
- Okay, that's it. Bedtime.

- Aw, Mom.
- Aw, Mom.

“Aw, Mom.“ No more, "Aw, Mom.“

I told you half an hour
ago that it was bedtime.

I told you 15 minutes
ago it was bedtime.

And now it's bedtime.

- Just one more cannonball?
- Ha-ha.

- Come on, hurry up.
- I have to shower.

Not tonight. You're
waterlogged as it is.

I'll come up and tuck you in as
soon as you get your p.j.'s on.

It's so nice seeing
the two of you together.

I don't have a word for
how nice it makes me feel.

I love this time I have with
him. What little of it I get.

They're the happiest
moments of my life.

Well, among the happiest
moments of my life.

I wish I could freeze
this moment forever.

I wish I could always feel
the way I do right now...

as though nothing could hurt
us or interfere with our lives.

Honey...

have you noticed anything
peculiar about J.R. lately?

Hah. More peculiar than usual?

- No. Why?
- Well, I'm not sure.

But something's wrong.

I don't know what it
is, but I know J.R...

and something's up, and
it's going on behind my back.

Well, if you feel so sure,
why don't you talk to him?

That's the point. Talk
to him about what?

It's not anything I
can put my finger on.

- Well...
- Daddy, you coming up?

Sure, but come here. I wanna
talk to you about something.

- Okay.
- Oh, Bobby.

- It's snorkel time!
- No, no, no. He's ready for bed.

Ha, ha. Come on.

Oh. Oh, boy, are
we in trouble now.

Off to bed.

Well, I'm not really
sure about this.

Uh... Tell you what, if
you'll look at these papers...

give me your opinion in
the morning, I'd appreciate it.

Just check that Hanley bill and
then report back to me, okay?

- Good.
- Bye-bye.

Well, well, well.

I finally caught up with you.

You're always out. Your
phone's always busy.

- How are you, senator?
- I am hungry.

Long past dinner.
What do you think?

You wanna go have
some dinner with me?

Well...

Look, I promise I will not
argue with your politics...

and I'll even let
you call me Andrew.

Truth is, I'm having
dinner with Dave Culver.

Well, then...

how's about I pick
you up Sunday...

and you wear your grubbies?

Grubbies?

Yeah. I'll take you to a
place I know in Maryland...

where they dump a dozen crabs
in front of you, give you a bib...

duck out of the way, and let you get
positively Tom Jones-ish about it all.

You ever had our
Chesapeake crabs?

Mm. I think so.

Don't you import them
from the Texas Gulf?

Well, we'll ask the cook.

So...

Sunday?

I'm sorry. I really
am very busy.

Well, then, I'll
see you in church.

Senator.

Uh... Could I have a rain check?

You got it.

Good night, Mrs. Krebbs.

Donna.

Donna.

I hate tension.

Heh.

We'd have sat around all
evening knowing this was coming.

And it would've been
on both of our minds.

You know, first time...

how it's gonna
be, and all of that.

So I thought I'd tum
the evening around.

And we can talk business later.

I don't know.

I just feel like
I'm at loose ends.

You know, the
divorce pending and...

Well, this isn't...

This isn't home, but it's
where I feel like I should be.

That house back
there, it's not home.

Oh, I don't know.

From what I hear from friends
who have gone through it...

you know, this is
par for the course.

Yeah, son of like a man
without a country, huh?

Oh, it'll just take
some time, that's all.

My mother could always
tell a fever this way.

I never could, but I can now.

You're burning up.

Donna, for crying out loud,
why didn't you say something?

Waiter, can we have
the check, please?

Donna? What's the matter?

Oh, God.

Oh, God. Please don't
let this be happening.

I'm getting you to a hospital.

Attention on the
firing line. Cease tire.

Clear and unload your weapons.

Step back from the
booth. Check your target.

Huh. Hey, that's
not too bad, huh?

Mm-hm. Yeah, you
done real good, Mr. Ewing.

Not bad at all. Ah. You're gonna have
to keep that gun open 0” the firing line.

- Oh, sorry.
- Now, that's a snub-nose.

It's gonna be less
accurate than a long barrel.

Well... Well, it feels
pretty good to me.

Well, now. The advantage
of having a snubby...

is ease of concealment.
Fits right under your jacket.

Heh. How about stopping power?

Oh, make no mistake because
of its size. It's extremely effective.

All right, sold American.

This weapon is issued to
more police departments...

than any other gun in America.

Oh.

Now, then, you want some fun?

Something that fits in your glove
compartment or your night table?

This is an entirely
different concept.

- Try that out.
- Okay.

Thank you.

Everybody, back to the
firing line. Resume firing.

Maybe you better put
your headset on, Mr. Ewing.

- This is where Jackie works, out here.
- Hi, Christopher.

Hi.

You don't have an office?

This is it. Oh, until my
promotion and raise...

which I'm expecting
any time now.

Well, lookie, lookie here.
Why aren't you in school?

Well, it's a school holiday, and he's
been wanting to see where Mommy works.

That's a good idea.

Cliff, there's no messages.
Can I go to lunch now?

Oh, absolutely, yeah.
I'll see you later. Mm-hm.

Sit down here, Christopher.
How you like it up here?

It's all right.

But Mom's computer
doesn't have any games.

Oh, well, we're gonna have
to talk to Mommy about that.

Of course, Mommy doesn't
talk that much anymore.

What's that supposed to mean?

Uh...

Ebb Water Offshore
Oil and Exploration?

It's all over town what a
sweet deal the Ewings made.

I was the last one to
hear, so I feel like an idiot.

Oh, that's so silly. Ewing
business is Ewing business.

And it just highlights how little I
see of you now that you're married.

I mean, outside of the office.

And then even here, it's like
walking on eggshells when we talk.

- I thought we agreed not to talk shop.
- No, look, it's all right.

You know, we are
brother and sister...

but then, you know.
Forget I said anything.

I'll get over it.

It's just, when I tum, and I see this
kid growing up before my very eyes...

and realize what little time
I get to spend with him...

now that he's at Southfork...

Cliff, I had no idea
you felt that way.

I'll tell you what I'm gonna do. I
am gonna buy some video games...

to have herein the
office when you come up.

All right.

And I'm gonna pick up some more
and take them over to my condo...

in case your Mom ever
brings you by for a visit.

All right, Uncle Cliff, we're
gonna come see you real soon.

Come on. We're also gonna
go to lunch because I promised.

Hey. Well, listen. Now, what are
you gonna have? I might go with you.

A Whopper taco and
a super-scoop shake.

- I insisted.
- Oh. Oh, that sounds great.

Yeah, but I've got an appointment,
so I better make it next time.

Hey, wait a minute.
Yep. I'm treating, though.

Wow, thanks.

Wow, I'm impressed.
Come on, honey.

Wait up. I wanna ask you, kid.
Hey, did you ever try mushu pork?

- All right, easy, easy.
- Ooh, aah.

- You all right?
- Yeah, I'm all right.

Just don't ask me to dance.

Ha-ha-ha. Not for a while.

Well, this kind of
thing, it can happen...

but it doesn't make the
operation any easier.

That's right.

Hi, Ray.

- Hello.
- Hi.

IV nurse to 4-West, stat.

- I didn't want Dave bothering you.
- I appreciate that he did.

Well, I'm sorry
it was necessary.

Well, I'll stop by later.

- Thanks for all your help.
- Okay.

- Dave.
- See you, Ray.

Oh, they're
beautiful. Thank you.

How you feeling?

Well, about like you'd expect.

It was nice of you to come.

Did you think that I wouldn't?

Well, there wasn't
anything you could do.

Just because we're getting a divorce
doesn't mean I don't care anymore.

How's the baby?

Fine.

It was just appendicitis.

Ta-da.

Ha. Oh, excuse me.

Oh, it's all right.
Ahem. Come on in.

You sure I'm not
interrupting here?

No.

No. Senator Dowling, I'd like you
to meet my husband, Ray Krebbs.

Ray, Andrew Dowling.

- Nice to meet you.
- Pleased to meet you.

- Are you sure, now?
- Yeah.

Well...

my campaign manager
hates these things.

He says they're not hip enough.

- What do you think?
- Oh, I don't know.

I kind of think my
downstate constituency...

just might remember these signs
and think fondly on those times.

Traditional times.

Hmm.

Oh.

I thought this would
be appropriate.

Thank you.

He's awful cute.

Yeah. I figured everyone else
would be bringing flowers and...

Well...

don't you go doing
that again, all right?

Oh, uh... Mm.

You can bet your
life I won't. Heh.

Take it easy, now.

And nice meeting you.

Dr. Campbell,
please call the OR.

Dr. Campbell,
please call the OR.

J.R., I...

All right.

You tell me what the
hell is going on right now.

It's nothing for you
to get excited about.

Don't give me that. You're standing
there with a gun strapped on.

- I'm comfortable with the gun.
- Come on, J.R.

You replace the security
system at Southfork.

You're worried
about Wes Parmalee.

You're worried about
being rich, and terrorists...

Wes Parmalee could come back. We are rich.
There's terrorists all over the world.

Are you forgetting about that
pipeline that was sabotaged?

- People like us are sitting ducks.
- Come on... Leave us alone for a minute.

All right, J.R., you talk real
fast, and it all sounds real good.

But for some reason,
what you're hold...

Yes?

Sorry to interrupt...

but Bobby wanted to be alerted
the minute Mr. Holden arrived.

Well, you heard her.

We're gonna have this conversation
tonight when you get home.

I'd like to, but I'm
staying in town tonight.

We're not finished
with this, J.R.

Are you all right?

Thank you.

Hello there.

And hello again.

For goodness
sakes, Mr. Duncan...

if I didn't know better, I would
swear you were following me.

Why, Mrs. Ewing. I wouldn't
follow a married woman.

- I'll get it.
- Goshdam it.

Every time I'm around
you, I knock over packages.

- Okay.
- I don't know what it is you do to me.

Although, if I were to
follow a married woman...

you're the married
woman I'd follow.

- Thank you very much.
- Heh-heh.

- Can I get you anything?
- Oh, no, thank you. I'm just a second.

I just wanted to stop by...

I saw you through the window.
- -and say hello again.

I want you to have a nice day.

- Bye-bye.
- Bye.

She's from right here
in Dallas, you know.

She was the calendar girl.

Oh.

- That's right.
- Mandy Winger.

Now she's a movie star.

In real life, she's very shy.

Is that so?

My sister had a friend who used
to know the girl that did her nails.

Well, this article says that
her next movie is gonna be...

a scorcher.

Mm-hm. What's she got left to
hide? What they get away with today...

I was born too soon.

Are you all right?

- Yeah, fine, thank you.
- Have a nice day.

Miss?

Can I help you, miss?

Ma'am, it's all right.
I'll take care of her.

- I'm a friend of hers.
- Okay.

Are you all right?