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Afton.

Hi. Just a minute.

Now.

What's the matter?

You know damn well what's the matter.
Vaughn Leland. You're turning him off.

J.R.. you have the loan. I don't have
to spend any time with him now.

Since when did you start
making decisions like that?

- Well. I thought...
- Don't.

Vaughn is very nervous right now.
I want you to calm him down.

And I don't want to hear any more
complaints from him...

about you being cold.

J.R.. you know that I'd do
almost anything for you.

I mean. Look how far I went
with Cliff Barnes.

I slept with him. I drugged him.

But Vaughn Leland is a pig.

He touches me and my skin crawls.

This is important to me.

Please. J.R.. I don't want him
within 10 feet of me.

Can't you find another girl?

Are you gonna give up your career
here in Dallas?

- J.R.. don't.
- And a lucrative recording contract?

Maybe a nice singing job
in one of the better hotels downtown?

You really gonna do that?

All right.

I knew you would.

All right. Bobby.
What's so all-fired important...

that you had to threaten my secretary?

I did not threaten your secretary...

I threatened you.
It's common courtesy to return a call.

I didn't expect a call from a Ewing
was gonna be something I'd like to hear.

Well. You're right about that.

What is it. Senator Ewing?
Have I violated some state law?

Take a look at that.

I loaned Kristin some money.
That any business of yours?

You gave Kristin $2000 a month
for almost a year.

Now. That is some kind of loan.

Well. I don't see where I have to explain
to you what I do with my money.

Maybe you can explain that.

Look. I don't know what you're doing
mixed up in this.

Some extortionist named Jeff
something or other came to see me...

tried to hold me up
using those very same documents.

- I had his butt kicked out of my office.
- Jordan. I know all about that.

Well. I suggest you do what I did.
Use a little muscle on him.

This birth certificate means Kristin
had a baby. Now. I can't ignore that.

Bobby. That girl was fooling around
with maybe a dozen guys.

Including you?

Yes.

Well. Then. Jordan.
You could be the father.

I don't know.

I paid her because it was cheaper
than having a scandal.

If my wife found out.
My life would be hell.

The mother of this child is dead.

If he's yours.
You have a responsibility to him.

Don't push me, Bobby.

I need some time to think about this.

Well. Don't take too long.

I'll call you.

- Good morning. Ma'am.
- Good morning. Willie. Good morning.

Good morning. How are you doing
this morning?

- Good morning.
- Oh. Good morning. Darling.

- How come you're not out riding?
- I didn't feel like it today.

Why. That's two or three mornings now.
You love to ride. What's happened?

What are all these questions, anyway?

Thought you might take Diablo out every
once in a while. He needs the exercise.

- He's your horse.
- That's why I want you to ride him.

Dusty. I'm not gonna be riding anymore.
It's too painful for you.

Sue Ellen. That's nonsense.

I see the pain in your face
when you're watching me.

Sue Ellen. My dad rides.

I see ranch hands on horses all day long.
I can live with that.

And I can live with you riding too.

No.

It's different when it's me.

But. Darling. Don't you understand? If you
quit riding. It's like I cripple you too.

You two ready for breakfast?

Yes. I'm famished.

That's Joe Ballard from Galveston.

Why don't you two go on in.
I'll join you in a couple of minutes.

Good morning. Joe.
What brings you here?

I flew up special to talk to you.
Mr. Farlow.

- Any crude delivery yet?
- Not a drop.

I talked with the foremen at your other
refineries too. They're in the same boat.

We got maybe two days' supply left.

What about other refinery owners.
They having problems?

No. Sir. I checked around.
We're the only ones.

Okay. While you're here. Let me see
if can get ahold of the other distributors.

We're gonna have to start
laying off people.

I know.

- Any idea what happened?
- Not yet.

But I'm damn well gonna get
to the bottom of this. And soon.

Chuck Williamson?
Hi. This is J.R. Ewing here.

Do you have some good news
for me, J.R.?

Oh. I sure do. The check is
on its way to you, special delivery.

Well. Soon as it arrives, the oil
will be on the way to your tank farms...

and I'm on the way
to the Virgin Islands.

Taking a little vacation, are you?

I expect Clayton Farlow
is gonna be tearing up half of Texas...

- looking for me when he finds out.
- Well, I dun 't wanna keep you.

- Have a nice trip.
- Thank you very much. Goodbye.

Farlow gets his oil...

as soon as he sends my son back.

- Walter.
- Ray.

- How you doing?
- Just fine.

Walter. This is my wife.
Donna Krebbs. Walter Sherr.

- How do you do?
- Pleasure to meet you. Mrs. Krebbs.

- Certainly heard a lot about you.
- Well. Thank you.

Here we go. The lady will have gin
and tonic. I'll have bourbon and branch.

- How about you. Walter? Want a drink?
- Yeah. Sure.

You didn't have to make this
into a lunch, Ray.

- We could've handled it on the phone.
- Well. I don't think you understand.

I wanna go ahead with this development.

Alone?

Well. Not exactly.
My wife will be my partner.

A silent partner. Mr. Sherr.

Is that so?

We'll be using our own money
to finance this project.

Well. That's just great.

This will be the first development I've
gone into without Punk or Jock Ewing.

So I wanna be damn sure
everything turns out perfect.

One thing I know.
You're certainly starting...

I wanna go ahead with this development.

Fine.

What do you say we go down
to San Antonio then?

The day after tomorrow.
Make a little inspection tour?

I'm glad to have you, Ray.

All right. How about a toast
to Krebbs Park Villas.

Krebbs Park Villas.

It looks like your family's here.
Mrs. Ewing.

- I'll be nearby if you need me.
- Thank you.

- Hi. Pam.
- Hi. Mama. It's good to see you.

- How are you, honey?
- I'm okay.

Hi. Pam.

- Cliff. I missed you.
- I missed you too.

When I was here before.
I thought it'd be better...

if you and Katherine
had that time alone together.

What's happening?
I feel so out of touch here.

Nothing's changed. Except Katherine's
back in New York now.

- I'd hoped she'd stay in Dallas.
- So did I.

Well. Cliff. You know some people
in the local newsrooms.

- Why can't you help get her a job here?
- I could. I would.

But she just thought her chances
in broadcasting...

would be better in New York.

I just wanted a chance
to get to know her.

You will. So you'll go visit her.

You know something...

you look great.

Well. I think I am.

I guess it was foolish what I tried to do
on top of that roof. But I'm not suicidal.

I think it's probably best for you
to continue in therapy. Though.

I will.

Dagmara... Dr. Conrad's been asking me
questions about my childhood...

but I can't seem
to remember anything.

Mama. Was I a happy baby?

Oh. Yes.

You were a happy baby.
You giggled and laughed.

You were never a howler.

- Well. When did I start walking?
- You were very young. Just 10 months.

I remember. Well. We were all in
the living room. And you just stood up...

and walked clear across the room
to Digger.

You mean. Just like that?

Just like that.

What about talking? When I could speak
so you could understand me?

Wait a minute. Look.
Let's don't dig up this ancient history.

You babbled all the time.
Aunt Maggie couldn't shut you up.

Aunt Maggie?

Cliff.

Pam...

everything's gonna be all right now.

I'm very tired.
I'm gonna go back to my room.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I was glad you called me when you did.
I was on my way out to a photo session.

- We could have met later.
- Oh. No. It's okay.

Besides. Tomorrow I'm going
out of town.

Where are you going?

I almost hate to tell you...

because I know how you feel
about the whole thing...

but I'm going to Houston
for a few days.

Ward Publications wants me
at the main headquarters...

to do some personal appearances
for Miss Young Dallas.

But. Mitch. It won't be forever.

Hey. You said you had some news.
What is it?

Well. All right. I've decided to intern
at Dr. Waring's hospital.

- I'm staying in Dallas.
- Congratulations.

Mitch. That's wonderful.

I just hope it's something that you
really wanna do for yourself...

and not just for me.

I think it's gonna make me happy.
Doing this. I really do.

And it also pays a lot more
than research.

Listen. You better get going. You don't
wanna keep a whole crew waiting.

- Okay. Bye.
- Bye.

Talk to you later.

Fix yourself a drink.
You're gonna need it.

What is it. Dad? You found out what's
happened to the shipments of crude?

Yeah. Just as I suspected.

What's wrong?

My crude's been bought up and diverted.
Someone's trying to shut me down.

Who?

I have my suspicions.
But I can't confirm it.

But I will. And when I do...

there's gonna be hell to pay.

All right. You told me
Williamson's not there.

Now. Let me speak to his assistant.

This is Don Martin.

This is Clayton Farlow.
Where the hell is my shipment of crude?

That went out to you on the 15th
like it always does.

- No. It didn't.
- Well. I'm sure it did.

Here. Hold on.
I've got the papers right here.

Yes, that was shipped out to you
on the 15th.

Not to me. It wasn't.

Well. That's funny.

Your name was crossed off.

It just says.
�Shipped per Williamson's verbal orders.�

Well. I don't understand that at all.

Well. That makes two of us.

- Where is Williamson vacationing?
- I dun 't know.

Now. You listen carefully. Boy.

When Williamson gets back.
You tell him from me...

that he is through
with Farlow Refineries forever.

You think Williamson's
pulling a fast one?

Yes. I do. And he may not be
the only one either.

I've been trying to reach
my other suppliers.

You'd think there was a convention.

Well. Dad. You thought about
other sources of supply?

I don't think we can get crude
fast enough to prevent a shutdown.

Something wrong with Sue Ellen?
I missed her at breakfast.

She took one of the cars
to town this morning.

- Alone?
- Yeah. She insisted on it.

Well. The prodigal returns.

I wanna talk to you, J.R.

Sure. Darling. Sit down.
Would you like a little coffee?

Or have you fallen back on your old ways
of having a little belt before breakfast?

I don't wanna sit down.
And I don't want any coffee.

The only thing I do want from you
is some answers.

Have you moved back to Dallas?

You getting a little tired
of the celibate life. Are you?

I flew in early this morning
to try to find out...

exactly what you hope
to accomplish...

by shutting down Farlow Refineries.

Old Clayton's shutting down. Is he?

Well. Maybe I can make him a deal
for those refineries.

Come off it, J.R. I know you.
You're buying up all his oil.

- I don't know what you're taking about.
- Oh. Yes. You do.

If I did. It's none
of your damn business.

When you moved out of my bed.
I stopped owing you any explanations.

Well. You just gave me the answer
I was hoping for.

It was you.

You're taking your anger at me
out on the Farlows.

Well. I'm delighted to see
how concerned you are...

with the Farlow family.

Perhaps you ought to be
a little more concerned about our son.

Send him back home where he belongs.

Never.

It's gonna be a lot sooner than that.

We go to court for our divorce hearing
in exactly one month.

I won the preliminary hearing.
And I'm gonna win this one.

You're gonna lose this fight.

When have you ever known me to lose?

What I want. I get. Eventually.

Not this time.

Well. You just keep on
thinking that. Darling.

Something to keep warm on those long.
Uneventful nights at Southern Cross.

Good morning. Grandma.

Well. That's a switch. You're ready
before the limousine arrived.

I wanted to talk to you
before I went to Houston.

Is that all you're taking to Houston
for three days?

All the clothes I need
are already there waiting for me.

I didn't tell you.
But I saw Mitch yesterday.

How is he?

He's decided to take the internship
with Dr. Waring.

You seem pleased about that.

I am. That means
he'll be staying here in Dallas.

Lucy. Did he tell you
that was the reason for his decision?

Well. He thinks that plastic surgery
is what he wants to do now.

Besides. He wants to stay
here in Dallas. Where I am.

Are you sure it isn't because
plastic surgery may pay better...

and he can keep up with you
that way?

Grandma. He doesn't care about money.

But he will be making
more money eventually.

And. Lucy. You have to be aware
that if he changes his ideals...

it could cause him
to resent you later on.

Well. What do I do about that?

Well. As long as Mitch made the decision
and you didn't force him to do it...

there's nothing you can do.

I was hoping that by him going
into a new field...

maybe we could
get back together again.

And maybe you will. But. Lucy.
Some things are out of your control.

I guess so.

Well. I'd better get going.
See you later.

- Bye.
- I love you.

Lucy...

have a good trip.

Thanks. I will.

Okay. Thank you.

I'll... I'll get back to you.

I hope that's good news. We had
to lay off over 100 people last week.

Well. I found a new source of supply.
But it won't help us in the short run.

They're cutting back in production
at wellheads all around the world...

trying to ease up
the surplus of crude.

It may be two months
before we can get delivery.

Two months?

In a few days, we're gonna have
to pink-slip another 6 or 700 workers.

And the distributors we supply
are gonna be going to other refineries.

I don't want you to hand out
those pink slips yet.

I'll draw down from the general fund
to meet the next payroll.

But beyond that. I don't know
what else we can do. Mr. Farlow.

Do your best. Masters.

Yes. Sir.

Senator Dickson, this is a surprise.
I didn't know you were in Dallas.

- Come on in. Sit down.
- Well. I had some business in town.

I only have a couple of minutes.
But I wanted to see you.

Well. What's on your mind?

- Senator. May I speak frankly?
- Of course you can.

We know down in Austin
that your wife has been ill...

and we know how concerned
you must be.

Well. I appreciate that.

However. We've had
some tough floor fights...

and some of the party's programs
barely made it out of committee.

Yes. Sir. I know.

I was almost defeated
on my reclamation project in my district.

I had to give away a lot of favors.

I needed your vote.

I'm sorry. Senator. But I couldn't be
in Austin on that day.

Look. We all have personal problems.

With all due respect.
I don't think I need a lecture from you.

You're right.

But someday you may need a favor.

I've said enough.

I hope I see you
at the next committee meeting.

Never mind. I'll let myself out.

Senator, Jordan Lee is here.

Send him in.

Jordan.

Brought this.
I thought you might like to see it.

- A doctor's report?
- I went to him right after we talked.

Didn't think you'd take my word for it.
So if you read that...

you'll see the child
has type AB blood...

Kristin had type A blood...

and I have type O blood.

I could not possibly have been
the father of Kristin's baby.

Getting worried about you.

Thought you must have bought out
all of San Angelo by this time.

I didn't go to San Angelo.

- I flew into Dallas.
- Dallas. Why?

I went to see J.R.

What'd you do that for?

When I heard that someone was shutting
off the crude oil to Farlow Refineries...

well. I just knew it had to be him.

Can't say it surprises me.

Well. He's done it to get back at you...

for taking John Ross and me in.

The thing is.
What's he doing with all that crude?

There's no way a Ewing refinery
can be processing it.

He has to be storing it.
And that is costing him a fortune.

Well. J.R. will go to any lengths
for revenge.

You're absolutely sure it's J.R.?

Yes.

Clayton...

Dusty...

John Ross and I are going to have
to leave you and the Southern Cross.

Bull. He's not gonna win.

Well. I can't stay
and see you destroyed...

all that you've worked for, gone.

He won't have any reason
to buy your oil if I leave.

We're still in business, Sue Ellen.

Dusty. There's never gonna be
any peace for us.

J.R. won't let up.

You've been so good to me.

You just don't deserve this.

I don't want you to worry about a thing.

I don't want you to be hurt
because of J.R.'s insane vengeance.

Please...

let me go away.

Thank you. I'm gonna take a short break.
And I'll be back in about five minutes.

Cliff. Order me a mai tai.
I gotta go the little girls' room.

You don't order a drink like that
in a joint like this.

Okay.
-

Well. What'll it be. Mr. Barnes?

I'll have the usual
and give me a mai tai.

Mai tai? You plan on making it
a short evening.

Look. No jokes. Tony. No jokes.

What are you doing here?

Hi. Well. This was my watering hole
a long time before you were around.

It's gonna be my watering hole
a long time after you're gone.

That may be soon.

You quitting?

Or is J.R. having you fired?

- You aren't drinking this. Are you. Afton?
- No.

I didn't know you were here
with a date.

I just found it tough sitting around
night after night waiting for you to call.

Cliff. Look. I don't want you
to take this personally.

You're a nice guy without a future.

- Nothing has changed.
- Something has already changed.

What do you mean?

Well. You obviously don't read
the financial pages.

You've never heard
of Wentworth Industries?

- No. I don't think so.
- If you're ever curious. Call me.

I'll tell you all about it.

Here comes my girlfriend.
She's the jealous type.

Bye.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Who was the blond?

She works here.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

- How you doing?
- I'm fine. I'm fine.

How's Pam. Bob?

Well. I'm going in to see the doctor.
I'll let you know when I get back.

- Well. You take it easy. Okay?
- Okay.

Gonna have a little breakfast?

No. I think we'll just have
some coffee, thank you.

- Here's the paper and mail.
- That's what I've been waiting for.

- Where's Miss Ellie?
- She'll be down shortly.

There we are.

Everybody's saying
the price of oil's gonna drop.

Steady as a rock. Just the way
I predicted. How about that?

I don't believe it, J.R.

After everything that's happening.
You're laughing about the price of oil?

Well. If you were a genuine Ewing with
oil in your veins instead of fertilizer...

- you'd know what I was talking about.
- J.R...

Ray. It isn't worth it.

- Just coffee, Raoul.
- Hi. Mama.

- Morning.
- Morning.

- What's the matter, Miss Ellie?
- I was just on the phone with Jock.

Daddy called?
Now. Why didn't you tell me?

I would have, except the connection
was so bad, we spent five minutes...

trying to understand each other.
Then got cut off.

Did he say how things were going?

No. Just that he'll try
and call back tonight.

If he calls. Please tell me.
We got a lot of things to discuss.

Donna. I didn't expect you
for another hour.

I just wanted to tell you I'm not
gonna be able to make that meeting.

- Flying down to San Antone with Ray.
- Yeah? What's going on down there?

I'm gonna built a tract of townhouses
down there.

Well. Now. How you gonna do that?
Punk's down in South America.

Well. I'm going in
on this one alone. J.R.

Ray. You don't have enough money to go
in on something like that on your own.

Look. I think it's time we left.
We're gonna miss that plane.

- Talk to you later, Miss Ellie.
- Miss Ellie.

Hey. Donna.

You know. Sam Culver would be
spinning in his grave...

if he ever knew some cowboy
sweet-talked you...

out of his hard-earned graft.

Oh. God.

Well. Donna. Don't go away mad.

Mr. Ewing.

Well.

You struck out.
Jordan Lee is not the father.

- You're sure?
- Yes.

- Now. I wanna see that baby.
- No. I can't take a chance like that.

You're too powerful. You're too rich.
You'd take the kid from me like that.

No. That little fella
is my ace in the hole.

Maybe it's time I called the police.

You really wanna do that? Maybe
I should take the kid to Kristin's sister.

- She'll reimburse me for my trouble.
- And charge you with kidnapping.

Nobody can hang that on me.

Kristin asked me to take care of the kid.
And I'm doing that.

I'm clean.

Somebody else had to be
paying her money.

No.

No one.

Are you sure?

The only other money she was getting
was from her trust fund.

- What trust fund?
- Well. That's what she called it.

Some law firm sent her
$2000 a month.

Regular as clockwork.

I didn't know she had a trust fund.

It had to be something like that.
I saw the checks.

I tried to talk to them. But I got the
same treatment I got from Jordan Lee.

I wanna see the checks.

Okay. I don't know what good
they'll do you.

Meet me at the esplanade
at Fair Park in two hours.

And. Mr. Ewing.
It'll cost you another 2000.

You know the only way I can help you
is if you talk to me.

I have to know what you're thinking.

All right. What do you wanna talk about?

Pam. It's not what I want to talk about
that's important.

It's your thoughts that are important.

Well. I don't have anything to say.

I feel well now.
And I think I'm wasting your time.

Maybe you'd like to tell me about
your visit with your mother and brother.

We just talked about family things.

Cliff remembers things I did when
I was a baby. Of course, he's older.

He remembers Mama, and I don't.

She was there
when I first started walking.

She told me that.

Anything else?

No.

She wasn't around after that anymore.

Emily.

I think you can take Mrs. Ewing
to her room.

This is Dr. Conrad. Ls the senator in?

Yes. He is.

Dr. Conrad.

Doctor. Is everything all right?

I don't want to alarm you
unnecessarily...

but I think you and I should talk
about Pam as soon as possible.

I'll be right there.

He doesn't look too happy.

- Hi. How'd it go with the bankers today?
- Not good.

- You didn't get the loan?
- I don't wanna talk about it now.

Well. Thank you. Elwood.
I really appreciate that.

Oh. Yeah. Check's in the mail.

All right. Bye.

Well. That's the last of the tank farms.
We got enough storage space now.

Write a letter of confirmation
to all those old boys.

Yes. Sir. Anything else?

Anything else?

Oh. Type out a check
for Elwood's rental fee. I'll sign it.

Okay. J.R.

Say. Sly?

Get Clayton Farlow
on the phone for me.

Yes. Sir.

- Hello.
- J.R.

Mr. Farlow. Are you finding the supply
of crude getting a little tight?

What do you want. J.R.?

Well. I thought we might meet.
Discuss a mutual problem.

Westside room.
Tomorrow morning. 10 a.m.

I want you to know that what I'm asking
is highly unusual.

But I'm worried that Pam may be going
into a full-blown psychotic depression.

Well. What can I do to help?

Maybe you can tell me what you know
about her early life.

She's not opening up much.

Pam was raised by her aunt. Aunt
Maggie. Along with her brother. Cliff...

and Digger. Digger Barnes.

So I gather her mother disappeared
when she was very young...

and then reappeared only last year?

Well. Pamela hired a private detective
to find her.

She was remarried
and living in Houston.

Why. After all these years.
Did Pam start looking for her mother?

Two years ago.
When Digger was dying...

he confessed that he really wasn't
Pamela's father.

That her mother had had an affair
with a man named Hutch McKinney.

- That was the first Pam knew of it?
- Yes.

- Is her natural father still alive?
- No.

No. Digger shot Hutch McKinney
when he found out about the affair...

- before Pam was born.
- Good Lord.

But I think Digger loved her
just like she was his own child.

He was a very bitter man. Alcoholic.

So she lost her mother
and both fathers.

One was murdered
and the other drank himself to death.

Mr. Ewing. Thank you.

What you've told me may be very helpful
in Pam's therapy.

Doctor. Is Pam gonna get well?

She's in a critical stage. I...
I don't know yet.

It's obvious that her desperate desire
for a child...

is rooted
in her own unhappy childhood.

She wants a baby that she can
give all that attention and love...

that she feels she missed.

That way Pam thinks she can
make it right for the baby Pam.

Of course. She can't do that because she
believes she can't have her own child.

Right.

It all seems so simple.
Except for the patient.

I want you to know I'll do
everything I can to help her.

I know.

If she asks how I discovered
information about her childhood...

I'll have to tell her about this talk.

I understand you have to be honest
with your patient.

The subconscious likes to guard
its secrets.

If she finds out it was you who told me.
She may hate you for a while.

Doctor. I just want her healthy again.
That's all I care about.

- Senator Ewing 's office.
- Yeah, is he in?

- He's still nut.
- I have an appointment with him.

He had an emergency this morning.
Can you leave a number?

As you can see. Ray.
It's in a prime area.

It sure is beautiful.

Those were all new houses
we passed on our way?

Fastest-growing part of town.

Well. What about schools. Markets.
Public transportation?

Well. A bus line runs downtown
on that boulevard.

There's plenty of markets.

The elementary school and junior high
school are within walking distance...

and the high school.
About a mile from here.

We checked out the zoning restrictions.

No problem with the kind of project
we wanna build.

There's Neal Hart. Right on time.

Didn't know you hired Hart.
Good architect.

Only the best.

- Hey. Neal.
- How you doing. Ray?

- Real good. Nice to see you.
- Lt's good to see you. Mrs. Krebbs.

Neal Hart. This is Walter Sherr.
The man I bought the land from.

Mr. Sherr. Nice meeting you, sir.

It's a nice area.
You conclude your deal yet. Ray?

Yes. Sir. Just signed the papers.
Ready for you now. Neal.

Great. Great.

Say. Mr. Sherr.
How long did you own this land?

Couple of years.

- Did you ever had any soil problems?
- No. Not a thing.

Ray. You got a soil and drainage report?

No. Not yet.

That's okay. I'll bring in
one of my own engineers.

- You care if I look around a while?
- Not at all.

That's what you're here for.

- You don't need us anymore, do you?
- No. I'll catch you back in Dallas.

- Well. Okay. Thank you.
- See you.

- Take care.
- Goodbye.

Jock. Call me when you get back
from the interior.

I love you too.

- No. The boys haven't come home yet.
- Ls that Daddy. Mama?

Yes. Jock. Just a minute. J.R.'s here.
I'll put him on.

I love you. Bye.

Thank you. Mama. Hello, Daddy.

Hey. How are things going?

Oh. Is that a fact?

The reserves are that good, huh?

Well. Listen. Maybe we can make a deal
with those old boys.

Yeah. I know they're government-owned.
But you can't blame me for trying.

Right.

Say. Listen. Everything's going
like a charm with the Farlows.

Yes. Sir. I got the crude, and I got a
meeting with Clayton Farlow tomorrow.

Daddy. He's a businessman. He's not
gonna let those refineries shut down.

And I'll be able to repay those loans
next week.

Yes. Sir.

And. Daddy. When you get home.
John Ross will be here.

And we'll just be
one big happy family again.

Yeah.

Good morning. Raoul.

- Good morning. Mama.
- Good morning. Bobby.

I was expecting you at dinner
last night. Where were you?

Well. I drove around for a few hours.

Ended up at White Rock Lake.

Thought I'd
park there and watch the moon come up.

But I missed Pam so bad
I couldn't stand it.

Oh. Bobby.

Mama. I talked to Dr. Conrad yesterday.

I'm afraid that Pam might not
get better.

- What did the doctor say?
- That she's critical.

Mama. I think the only thing that's
gonna pull Pam out of this is a baby.

And I've called every adoption agency
in the state. And it all seems hopeless.

I even contacted friends of mine
out of state.

The idea of a private adoption
is difficult.

I even considered adopting illegally.

But I can't do that.

Bobby. Do you think that Pam's
well enough to care for a baby?

Mama. You've seen how she acts
when she's around children.

Maybe it's just the thing she needs
to pull her out of this depression.

Bobby. Give Dr. Conrad a chance.
It really hasn't been very long.

Mr. Farlow. Mr. Ewing
has been waiting for you.

I'll call you when I need you.
I'm sure he has.

Well. I was beginning to think
that you'd changed your mind.

I heard a lot of stories
about you. J.R.

I heard you were a snake. But I never
realized just how low you'd sink.

Did you come here
to evaluate my character?

No. J.R.. I didn't. I just wanna know
why you bought up all my crude.

What your terms are.
So I can get back into business.

Have a little eye-opener, we can
discuss this in a civilized manner.

No. Thank you.

And this is not a civilized situation.

How much do you want for the oil?

Oh. I think you'll find
my terms acceptable.

You paid over market price.
Otherwise. You wouldn't have got it.

Now. Why would I find that acceptable?

You have no choice?

You see. I happen to know that you
are shutting down your refineries.

You've invested a fortune
trying to box me in. Why?

Is it vengeance
because I protected Sue Ellen?

It's business.
Before I sell you a drop of my oil...

I want Sue Ellen and John Ross
off the Southern Cross Ranch...

away from you and from your son.

You're holding my oil hostage
in return for Sue Ellen?

I don't give a damn for Sue Ellen.
I want my son back.

And I'm willing to sell you that oil
at the going market price...

if you send those two packing.

Then what? You think Sue Ellen's
gonna return to Southfork?

She hates you so much.
She'd never do that.

Oh. Mr. Farlow. I know that woman
a lot better than you do.

She can't make it on her own.

Every time she runs away.
It's to another man.

And what do you care anyway?

With this deal. You can keep
your refineries open...

your employees employed
and not suffer any loss.

No deal. J.R.

How long do you think
you're gonna be able to keep open?

With the terms you offered me.
Forever.

- She means nothing to you.
- You're wrong.

I respect her.

And she means everything to my son.
And the child belongs with her.

I'll break you.

Better men than you have tried it.

No. J.R.. you're the one
who's going broke.

I was late getting here because I stopped to
find out the latest report on oil prices.

Down almost a dollar a barrel
and still falling.

And you're sitting on 5 million barrels.

Now. Your bankers
are not gonna be patient forever.

By the time your daddy gets back
from South America...

there just might not be
a Ewing Oil.

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