All language subtitles for Dallas s09e15 The Missing Link.eng

Hello.

I have information about
Ewing Oil you might be interested in.

Either you learn to trust me...

...or this is going to be a very long
and very painful partnership.

- Clayton's selling off his smaller companies.
- Why?

To save Farlow Refinery
from serious financial trouble.

You did great. He can kiss
that Marinos deal goodbye.

Your brother's out to bury me.
Thanks to you, he'll get his chance.

If this is what you mean by a painful
partnership, you better brace yourself.

Watch out!

Am I tickling you?

No, darling, no. It's just...

Barnes is gonna be mighty surprised
when he finds out...

...that the equipment I need
to consummate that Marinos deal...

...I bought from Wentworth Tool and Die
without him knowing anything about it.

- Well, how can that be?
- Oh, simple.

Since he won't sell to me...

...there's nothing to stop me from getting
somebody else to buy that equipment...

...and then I, in turn, buy it from them.

Everybody wins.

Barnes sells the product,
my friend gets a markup...

...I get my equipment.

That's what I call
greasing the wheels of industry.

But let's not talk anymore
about consummating business deals.

I got something better to consummate.

Mm. Mmm.

Have you seen my robe?

Well, it's gotta be around here somewhere.

That's what I was afraid of.

Look out.

Oh, look at this closet.
It's bigger than a corral.

I'll let you have that one
and I'll take this little one.

Deal. I'll take it.

What I wanna know...

...is how you're supposed to get
a whole houseful of stuff in one room.

Good question.

Hurry up and put all this junk away.
I got a lot to do in the morning.

Think you'll go out
to Woodgrove tomorrow?

Uh, I don't know.

It'd be good for you.

Well, I don't know
what's good for me anymore.

Hey, I am good for you.

Yes, you are.

As a matter of fact, you are the best thing
that ever happened to me.

- Wanna talk about it?
- Nothing to talk about.

Can't imagine
what use I'd be at Woodgrove.

- I don't know about kids.
- What does anybody know about kids?

You'll learn. Besides, McHenry
wouldn't just send you out there to fail.

That's not what's bothering you, is it?

I just don't know if I'm ready for it.
I don't know if I can handle it.

You'll never know until you try.

- Lf I try.
- Right.

Okay, I'll think about it.

- That's good enough for me.
- Good.

- Sure you haven't seen my robe?
- No, I haven't seen your robe.

Have you seen my nightgown?

Yeah. Yeah, I did.

I, um... I hid it.

You hid it?

Yeah. Yeah, I hid it.

Well, it seemed like
a pretty good idea at the time.

Oh, did it?

Yeah, boy.

- It was a great idea.
- Yeah.

Eddie, have you seen Mr. Farlow?

No, ma'am, can't say that I have.
I just got here a little while ago myself.

Morning.

Hi.

Beautiful day, isn't it?

You got up so early
I didn't hear you leave.

You were sleeping so hard I just
didn't have the heart to waken you.

Well, you should have.
I would've loved to have gone with you.

- Clayton.
- Hm?

- Is everything all right?
- Everything's fine.

Outside of the fact Lucky
has picked up a stone or something.

Didn't you, boy?

I mean with you, Clayton.

- You've been acting a little strange lately.
- Why?

Just because I took advantage
of a sunny Texas day?

- That's silly.
- Something's bothering you. I can tell.

There is nothing bothering me.

If there was something, I would tell you.

- Promise?
- Scout's honor.

Eddie, cool him out
and check his left front hoof.

- I think he's picked up something.
- Sure thing, Mr. Farlow.

Okay, Ellie. Something is bothering me.

You see before you a man
that has worked up a mean appetite.

- Clayton.
- Come on.

Why aren't you going
to go out with Jack anymore?

I'm afraid that is none of your business.

But if you care to see him,
you're welcome to.

- He's perfect for you.
- I'll decide who's perfect for me.

- But, Mom...
- That's it.

I don't wanna hear any more
about Jack and me. Do you hear me?

Loud and clear.

Oh, thank God. Company at last.

- Good morning, you two.
Good morning.

What would you like
for breakfast, Miss Jenna?

Eggs for both of us would be fine, Teresa.
Thank you.

You're up early this morning.

That's one of the drawbacks
of being married to a cowboy.

- Want some toast?
- No, thanks.

Are you going into town this afternoon?
I thought maybe some lunch.

Well, I'm not sure.

- Why don't I give you a call later?
- Sounds good.

Say, how would you like to go
to the Cowboys-Redskins game on Sunday?

Oh, boy. Would I ever.

Consider it a deal, son.

- Yeah?
- J.R., it's Angelica.

What are you doing up
so early in the morning?

When it comes to business,
I'm always up early.

That's the way I manage to stay
on top of things.

Well, I like a woman
who's on top of things.

Which is why I'm calling you.
Have you found Jack yet?

Angelica, why don't you worry your
pretty little head about other things?

I'll worry about Jack.

Because we're due in Caracas
in three days, or have you forgotten?

No, I haven't forgotten. He'll be there.

He had better be. Goodbye, J.R.

Well, where are you going
this morning all gussied up?

Graison Research.

Graison Research?

I've taken a job.

Oh. You're working for a living.
Well, that's a change.

A lot of things about me have changed.

It's just hard to imagine you
making money instead of spending it.

Uh, Jenna, you haven't by any chance
heard from Jack, have you?

No, I haven't.

Well, darling, you don't have to bite
my head off. I was just asking a question.

I'm sorry.
If I hear from him, I'll let you know.

Fine, fine. That's all I want.

- Fat chance.
- That is enough.

Well, I don't wanna be late
for my first day at work.

- John Ross, I'll take you to school.
- Neato.

- Will you drop me off too?
Sure.

- Don't forget about the game on Sunday.
- I won't.

- And you can bring a little friend too.
- Okay.

Okay.

I'm sorry, I...

I guess I'm not very hungry.
Please excuse me.

Hm.

Well, I guess you're it.

Matt, what are you doing back?

Shh.

Wait a minute.

Hi. I'm Matt Cantrell. Where's Bobby?

I tried to stop him, Pam.

Oh, so you're Pam.
Well, where the hell's Bobby?

Hello?

I have some information about Ewing Oil
you might be interested in.

Mandy. What have you got?

I don't wanna discuss it over the phone.

All right, I'll meet you for lunch.

No. I don't think
we should be seen together.

You name the place then.

I'll meet you at Lee Park,
2:30, by the bridge.

I'll be there with bells on.

I can't believe that Bobby's dead.

I mean, he was my best friend
ever since we were kids.

Could you tell me?

The last time I saw Bobby about a year ago,
he mentioned that you...

We divorced.

Ah.

I'm sorry, this can't be easy for you.

No, it's all right.

You know...

Back when I was just scraping
to get by...

...when everybody thought I was a loser,
Bobby believed in me.

Now he's gone.

I'll never get a chance to thank him.

Oh, I think he knew
how much you appreciated it.

Ah.

Did he ever mention anything to you...

...about an emerald mine
in South America?

Well, I received your package
and I read your letter.

Bobby saw to it that Ewing Oil
subsidized me...

...backed me all the way
when nobody else would.

But I had a feeling.

I knew deep down in my bones
we were gonna strike it big.

That's what I came to tell him.

I found the emeralds.

After all this time, I finally found them.

I couldn't wait to see
the look on his face.

I'm sure he would've been thrilled.
I couldn't believe the size of that stone.

Oh. Well, that's just the beginning.

Or the end.

Uh, I wouldn't ask you to get
involved in anything like that.

Well, I know that,
but, uh, let me think about it.

Say, Pam, I really need those
marketing reports I was talking about.

Well, well. Look what the cat dragged in.

Well, what happened, Cantrell?
Run out of money?

I guess you heard.
Your soft touch is gone.

I didn't know about Bobby, J.R.
I'm sorry.

What are you doing?
Hit up the grieving widow?

J.R., I showed you that emerald.

Yeah, I saw it.
It'd make a nice paperweight.

If Jack calls, I wanna know exactly
where he is.

Well, J.R.'s just as charming as ever.

Hm.

Sorry, I guess I shouldn't have come
barging in like this.

No, I'm glad you did.

I'm gonna give some thought
to what we were talking about.

Okay.

Can you tell me
how Miss Ellie's doing, by the way?

Well, under the circumstances,
she's doing really well.

You know, I wanted to go out
and see her, pay my respects...

...but it's been so long, I don't know.

I think she'd be glad to see you.

In that case,
I'm on my way to Southfork.

You know...

...why don't I give you a call tomorrow?

All right. Tomorrow.

Ohh.

I'm sorry to bother you, Punk,
but I just didn't know who else to turn to.

Oh, Ellie. You know hearing from you
is never any bother.

It's just that, uh,
I'm worried about Clayton.

He just hasn't been acting
like himself lately.

What's wrong?

Well, I have the feeling
that he's in some kind of trouble...

...and he doesn't want to tell me.

- What kind of trouble?
- I don't know. That's just it.

All I know is that he's been working a lot
on some kind of a deal in Houston.

And ever since he started that,
he's been totally preoccupied.

He doesn't eat well,
he doesn't sleep well...

...he's a million miles away.

You've asked him about it, I'm sure?

Yes. And every time I do,
he says everything's all right.

I'm really worried about him.

Let me snoop around a little bit
and see what I can find out.

Oh, yes, but, Punk, discreetly, please.

I'd hate to have him think
I don't believe him.

You don't, do you?

- No, I don't.
- Let me handle it.

- Thanks, Punk. I appreciate it.
- Don't mention it.

Try not to worry yourself
too much about it, you hear?

I won't.

Bye.

I was gonna take a walk.

- Care to join me?
- Yes, that might be nice.

Matt?

Matt Cantrell, is that you?

Yes, Miss Ellie, it is.

- Jenna.
- Matt.

It's been so long.
- Too long.

- It's good to see you again.
Thanks.

Well, what brings you to Southfork?

I just found out about Bobby.

Pam told me.

I'm sorry I couldn't have been here.

We tried to contact you,
but we didn't know where you were.

I was probably off in the wilds
of Colombia somewhere.

Bobby meant the world to me.
You know that.

I know, Matt.

Well, how would you like to tell us
what you've been doing all these years?

Well, weren't you
on your way out somewhere?

- Well, we were just going for a walk.
- You know how I love to tell a story.

Especially to two beautiful women.

- It's wonderful to see you.
- It's good to be back.

McHENRY:
We're gonna play some Simon Says.

You all remember how to play that?

Yeah.
McHENRY: What?

Yeah.
McHENRY: All right.

One question.
Edith, your name still Edith?

Are you sure it's Edith? You really sure?

All right.
Are we gonna have some fun here?

Yeah.
McHENRY: I couldn't hear what you said.

Yeah!
McHENRY: You said fun.

All right, let's play some Simon Says,
see how you guys do, all right?

Simon says, do this:

Simon says, do this:

Simon says, stand up.

Simon says, hands in front.

Simon says, hands on knees.

Simon says, hands on head.

Hands on nose. Edith.

Paul. We'll give you a second chance.

Stay right there.
We'll play some more, okay?

Simon says, clap your hands.

Simon says, stop.
All right, gang, that's enough for now.

Let's just take a break, all right?

Simon says, let's take a break.

Come on. Come on, Paul,
let me give you a little hand here, guy.

Okay. Okay, David, good job.

Whoa, Christopher.
There you go, watch that step.

I'll see you in a bit.

Mrs. Krebbs. I mean, Donna.

- Glad to see you again.
- Thank you.

So have you decided
to take me up on my offer?

Well, not exactly.

I just wanted to come down here
and take another look.

If you'd like, I'll introduce you.

Uh, no, no, not yet.

The truth is,
I really don't know why I'm here.

Can we take a little walk?

Sure.

It seems pretty clear to me that
you're here because you love kids.

That hardly qualifies me for anything.

It's the essential ingredient in our work.

Because even though each one of these
kids' handicaps may be different...

...their overriding need is the same.

Love and more love.

Well, I'm not sure
I have enough love to give.

Funny thing about love.

The more you give, the more you have.

Hello, Amelia, Anna. How are you?

- Fine.
- I'm fine.

Good.

Say hello.

Hi.

See, you just had your first lesson.

- Look what just came for you.
Oh!

They're beautiful.

"Congratulations on your new job. "

- They're from Pam.
What a gal.

- Are you meeting everybody?
- Mm-hm.

Quite a few. And they're very nice.

- Dr. Kenderson is coming in in a minute.
- Jerry. Oh, good.

He can be kind of gruff at times,
but he's a hell of a doctor.

And he's doing a great job here.

How'd I let you talk me into this job?

Mrs. Ewing.

Oh. Sue Ellen, please.

Dr. Kenderson.

Jerry. Welcome.

Thank you. I'm very happy to be here.

- You're gonna be happy to have her.
- I already am.

Mark's explained that
I am not good at raising money...

...but I'm a whiz at spending it.

Sounds familiar.
I'll do what I can to keep it rolling in.

Well, do that.

Just don't throw a lot of black-tie parties.
I hate black-tie parties.

People seem more generous
when they're dressed up, though.

Do they?
- Mm. They feel richer.

- Is that a fact?
It's a hunch.

- Based on what?
- Years of dressing up.

You did good.

I'll see you around.

- He doesn't seem so gruff.
- Mm.

What are you gonna do with those?

I think I need a bigger office.

Oh, that'd be fine.

Then I can expect delivery
by next week, huh?

All right, good.

J.R., I was checking
some purchase orders...

...and I noticed that you had ordered
from Finiman Industries.

Yeah, that's right. What about it?

Well, the equipment you ordered,
the Seahorse...

...is made by Wentworth Tool and Die.

Uh-huh. It's for the Marinos project.

Well, why buy it from Finiman Industries?

Who is Dick Finiman?

Friend of mine.

Seems to me by buying from him,
you're adding a middle man to the deal.

And you're putting us on the line
for a double markup.

Pam, did it ever occur to you that
your brother would never sell anything...

...directly to Ewing Oil
if he could help it?

Did it ever occur to you...

...that I'm part-owner
of Wentworth Tool and Die?

Mm-hm.
- And that I could've helped you.

Or hurt me.

What do you mean by that?

If Cliff knew about this deal,
he could cut me off at the knees.

I just couldn't take that chance.

- You mean you didn't trust me.
- That about sums it up.

No, not quite. This sums it up.

Either you learn to trust me...

...or this is going to be a very long
and very painful partnership.

Mandy?

Now, what's so important that
you couldn't tell me on the telephone?

You're supplying J.R.
With the parts he needs...

...for the Marinos project in Venezuela.

Ha-ha-ha. No, I'm not. That's ridiculous.

I wouldn't even give that man
a decent burial.

Well, you are
and you don't even know it.

- What parts?
- I don't know.

Wentworth Tool and Die
was selling the parts to someone else...

...and passing them on to Ewing Oil.

- Who are they selling them to?
- I don't know.

- Is that all you found out?
- I told you everything I know.

- That's what I thought you wanted.
- No, no. I'm sorry.

You did great.

Now, all I need to do
is find out what parts...

...and who he's getting them from.

And when I do, he can kiss
that Marinos deal goodbye. Ha.

Thank you.

Cliff, Ron and Stefan are here
from Wentworth Tool and Die.

Send them in.
- Come in.

- Can I get you something to drink?
- Oh, nothing. Thank you.

You wanted to see us, Cliff?

The deep-sea drilling equipment
we supply.

I wanna see every order we've received
the last 30 days.

What are you looking for?
Order from a specific customer?

Yeah, but I won't know who
until I see it.

Is there a problem?

Nothing to worry about.
I just need to see the paperwork.

Yes, sir. Right away.

- Keep a lid on this, please.
- You got it.

J.R. Makes me so mad sometimes,
I could scream.

Well, go ahead. Time's up.
No more talk about J.R.

Or anything at all to do with Ewing Oil.
The five-minute rule is in effect, okay?

Can I request a waiver?

I'm thinking about continuing
the investment in Matt's emerald mine.

What?

Come on, think about it.

Doesn't it sound exciting?

- You want emeralds, I'll buy you emeralds.
- It's not the same thing.

Whew. That was a close call.

Ha-ha-ha!
I let you off too easily, didn't I?

Mm-hm.

I think it could be
a good investment, Mark.

That's all it's gonna be?
An investment?

Not gonna run off to the Colombian jungle
with a pickaxe and a helmet, are you?

Ha-ha-ha! No, I'm just gonna
give Matt a check.

Any traveling I do
is gonna be with you...

...and it's not gonna have anything
to do with business.

The Orient Express.
You ever sleep on a train?

Sleep?

You are gonna love it.

Ready to call it a night?

No, I got to finish this.

Well, what is this?

This... It's, uh, some sort of billing snafu.

That feels good.

There's more where that came from.

We have to go
to the container plant tomorrow...

...and check out the trouble
with the loading.

We might have to put that off.

I don't know if I'm gonna be able to make it
because I've gotta clear up this mess.

- Maybe I can help you with that.
- No, you can't, really.

It's just something I have to handle.

Okay. Well, then I'll handle
the other thing.

There's no sense
in both of us going anyway.

- I can go myself.
- You don't have to.

I'll go with you. I just can't go tomorrow.

I know I don't have to, Cliff. I want to.

It's time that I prove that I can take
more of the workload off your shoulders.

You're doing just fine.

But I wanna do better.

I want you to be proud of me.

- Proud that I'm your partner.
- I am proud of you.

Partner.

Come in.

Here's Bobby's file on Matt Cantrell
and the mine venture.

With a canceled check Bobby signed
and a cover letter he wrote to Matt.

Thank you.

Bobby said he considered Matt
a modern-day Peter Pan.

The adventurer who refused to grow up.

What is it, Pam?

Oh, uh...

Bobby said that he wished he'd had
the courage to do what Matt was doing.

Matt was living out a part of his life for him
because he had to be here.

Bobby was stuck here,
so he put all of his dreams with Matt.

And Matt dreamed of finding emeralds.

And he did.

Thanks for getting back to me
so fast, Punk.

Ellie, you know I'll always do
whatever I can for you.

And I can understand your concern
about Clayton.

You found out something, haven't you?

Yes.

How bad is it?

I made a few calls to Houston,
nosed around a little.

It's not common knowledge, but Clayton
is selling off his smaller companies.

Why?

To save Farlow Refinery
from serious financial trouble.

Clayton's in financial trouble?

It's become cheaper
to refine crude overseas...

...so the suppliers are importing it
already refined.

Well, why didn't he come to me
and tell me?

He couldn't do that, Ellie.
Not a man like Clayton.

Why not?

Well, I can guess a half a dozen
different reasons, starting with pride.

Can you imagine
how emasculated he'd be...

...if he came to you asking for money?

Why, he'd feel like a failure.

Oh, come on, now, Punk.

Clayton isn't a failure.

We're man and wife for heaven's sakes.
I love him.

There's nothing I wouldn't do for him.

Well, Ellie, there are some things
a man's gotta do for himself...

...if he's gonna feel like a man.

But I can't just sit idly by
and watch what he's doing to himself...

...when it would be so easy for me
to help out.

Easy for you, maybe.
Not so easy for him.

- Would you talk to him?
- No. I shouldn't even know as much as I do.

Will you at least keep track of things for me
and let me know what's going on?

I'll try.

What are you gonna do?

I don't know.

But I'm going to do something.

Well, that's it.

The equipment's ordered
and everything seems to be on track.

Nick and I are planning
to go down there on Friday.

Good. Good.

Make sure you have plenty of cash
to cover the glad-handing...

...you'll be doing down there.

- Yes, sir.
- And I want reports.

We can talk about that before you leave.

Check with Sly out there
and make an appointment for Thursday.

Miss Nero.

- Well, if there's nothing else, uh...
- You still haven't told me where Jack is.

And until you do,
I'm going to have a hard time believing...

...that everything is on track as you say.

You're just gonna have to believe me
on this one.

- Do you always worry so much?
- Always.

About important matters, that is.

Call me when
your elusive cousin appears.

- Yeah?
Dick Finiman is waiting to see you.

- He says it's urgent.
- Good. Send him in.

Hey, Dick. Good to see you.
When can we expect delivery?

That's what I came to talk to you about.
I mean, I got bad news.

Barnes returned the deposit check
for the Seahorse drill bits that I ordered.

- What? Why?
- There was a tremendous backorder.

Could be months before we get it.

Apparently,
they're having production problems.

Like hell, they are.

All right, Matt. I'll see you there.

- Pamela, whose side are you on anyhow?
- What are you talking about?

Wentworth Tool and Die
has stopped shipment...

...on Finiman's order
of Seahorse drill bits.

My order of Seahorse drill bits.

Well, when? Why?

Production problems.

- Well, isn't that possible?
- No, it's not possible.

The only reason we're not getting that order
is because your brother is out to bury me.

- Thanks to you, he's gonna get his chance.
- Thanks to me?

I didn't have anything to do with this.

If this is what you mean by a painful
partnership, you better brace yourself.

Wait a minute, J.R.
I'm a part of Ewing Oil...

...and I wouldn't do or say anything
to jeopardize this company.

And I don't care whether or not
you believe me.

I did not tell Cliff
anything about that order.

Well, I hope you didn't.

Because whoever did
is gonna pay the price.

Break!

Ready?
Break.

Hut.

All right! Good hit!

I've never had a business meeting
at a football practice before.

Oh. Sorry.

I couldn't resist.

I've been in the jungle so long,
I just had to see all this again.

Of all things to miss
while you're in the jungle...

Well, not the game so much
as everything else that goes along with it.

Oh, the other things.
The camaraderie, the teamwork...

...the tears and sweat.

Mostly, I was thinking about
the cheerleaders.

I never did care much for the game,
but Bobby did.

He made me try out for the team
with him.

- You're kidding.
- Oh, no.

Made me work harder than anyone else.
He pushed me. He used to say to me:

"You can do it, Matt. You can do it. "
I used to say to him:

"I don't wanna do it, Bobby.
I don't wanna do it. "

- Ha-ha-ha!
- Oh, hey.

I think we'd better move.

Bobby made first-string quarterback.

I made third-string halfback.

Well, it couldn't have worked out better.
He did all the actual playing...

...and I was sitting nice and safe
over on the bench.

After the game, he'd get all the cheers...

...and I'd get all the cheerleaders.
- Ha-ha.

Everything was perfect until
the first-string halfback flunked math...

...and the second-stringer's family
moved to Tulsa.

All of a sudden, I found myself in there
actually playing the game.

Well, you know, Bobby had a great arm.
Probably the best in the conference.

Every time we'd get in a huddle,
I'd beg him, "Throw the bomb. "

He'd just look at me. He'd grin.
He'd call for a run up the middle.

Know what it's like
to run up the middle?

No, I don't.

Well, it's like charging headlong...

...into a long, black tunnel full
of broken bodies and horrible screams.

All you can do is run as hard as you can.

When you can't run anymore,
you punch and kick.

It's a profane and painful way
to spend a Saturday afternoon.

There are guys in that tunnel
who like it there.

As for me, the only tunnel I ever liked
was the tunnel leading out of the stadium.

Ho-ho!

I think you liked more than that.

Bobby told me you made
all-conference with him twice.

He made me look good.

He made us all look so damn good.

Ready?
Break.

Maybe it's time we made him look good.

I know how much you and that mine
meant to Bobby.

If you're convinced
that we're going to hit it big...

...then I'll have Ewing Oil
continue the investment.

Now I know why Bobby
spoke about you the way he did.

I'll try not to let you down, partner.

Aw, come on. What are you afraid of?
Up the middle! Up the middle!

Are you sure you didn't say anything
to anybody? Inadvertently, maybe?

- I swear, J.R.
- It's no coincidence.

Barnes knew the equipment I needed,
then just happened to run out.

Someone has access to that information
and told him.

He could've figured it out for himself.

I mean, Angelica approached him
even before she approached you.

He had to know what equipment
was needed to set up the drilling.

Maybe he just put two and two together.

If Barnes put two and two together,
he'd get three.

Why'd he cancel all the orders
and not just Finiman's?

Smokescreen. He knew
if he singled out Finiman, I'd be onto him.

Isn't he losing millions
by canceling all those orders?

He's not canceling anything.
He's just delaying.

Long enough to screw up my deal.

Isn't there anywhere else
where we can get the parts?

Not in a month.

- How could this happen?
- I don't know.

But I'm gonna find out
who tipped off Barnes...

...and I'm gonna make sure
that traitor lives to regret it.

Damn sure.

I kind of expected
Mr. Barnes would be here too.

Oh, well, an emergency came up, Ben.

There's no need for both of us...

...to spend time checking out
something I can do myself.

I suppose not.

Well, the empty drums
are put through this furnace over here.

And all the residue
then gets turned to ash.

Have you been able to figure out
why some of them still have faulty seams?

Well, I know it's not the burning process.

I think maybe we got a problem
with one of the new robot welders.

Really? I'd like to check that out.
Can you show me?

- Sure can. It's right over here.
- Great.

I gotta see this guy a minute.
I'll be right with you.

Okay.

Watch out!

God.

Somebody call an ambulance.

Jamie Barnes. I'm looking for Jamie Barnes.
She's my wife.

- Uh, Dr. Kenfield.
- Yes?

- We have the accident victim's family.
- You're related to Jamie Barnes?

Yeah, I'm her husband.
How is she? Where is she?

- I wanna see her.
- Just come out of surgery.

They're setting her up in intensive care.

Uh, Mr. Barnes,
your wife's injuries are quite severe.

Several of her ribs were broken.

One of them punctured a lung
and it collapsed.

But more importantly,
she's bleeding internally.

She has a ruptured spleen
and a contused kidney.

Now, she's lost a lot of blood,
which for her could be dangerous.

Did you know that her blood type
was AB negative?

No. Yeah, yeah. I don't know.

Fortunately, we had enough on hand
to meet our immediate needs.

- She's gonna be all right?
- Right now, all we can do is wait.

You can spend a few minutes
with her, that's all.

Mr. Barnes...

...don't expect too much.

She's gonna be unconscious
for some time.

Gracie, this is her husband.

Jamie.

Jamie, I love you.

I never should've let you go down there.

You know I never should've let you
go down there alone...

...but I just didn't think
it would be a big deal.

I didn't know that anything like this
could happen.

I didn't know you'd get hurt.
I don't want you to get hurt.

You gotta believe me.
Gotta believe me that I love you.

Oh!

Sir, you're gonna have to leave now.

Gonna need sodium bicarb, stat.

Any word yet?

No, I don't know
what's taking them so long.

- Cliff, why don't you sit down and relax?
- You sit down and relax.

You know... I'm sorry.

It's okay.

- Mr. Barnes.
- Doctor, how is she?

She's alive, but I'm afraid
she's gone into hemolytic shock.

It's a very rare situation...

...but it can sometimes happen
with a blood type like hers.

What is hemolytic shock?

Well, in this case, her antigen matchup
is not as precise as we need it.

I don't know what that means.

The blood we've been giving her
is not a close enough match to hers.

- You don't have any more AB negative?
No, we have AB negative.

The problem is not all AB negative blood
is the same.

- Well, how do we get the same?
Are you her sister?

- No, a friend.
- Does she have any brothers or sisters?

- Jack.
Her brother.

You wouldn't happen to know
if he has AB negative?

How soon can he get to the hospital
to have his blood tested?

I don't know.
I don't even know where he is.

Well, you better find him fast.

His sister's life may depend on it.

- Remember this place, Mr. Ewing?
- Oh, yeah. Sure do.

It's perfect.
Some of the best fishing around.

Lake's just been stocked.

Cabin's got supplies
to last at least two weeks.

Still no phone though. Ha-ha.
Ain't no nothing.

So if there's anything you need,
let me know before I leave you.

The only thing I need
is a little peace and quiet.

- Luck with the fishing.
- Peace and quiet's guaranteed.

Fish ain't. Here's the key to the place.

Not that you need to lock up anything
way out here.

- Okay, thanks a lot.
- Yes, sir.

I thought we had an 8:30 reservation.

Oh, yes. So we do.

I'll just get a shower, get cleaned up
and be with you in just a minute.

Hey, you smell wonderful.

Well, we don't have to go out,
you know.

I don't mind. That was your
agreement with Sue Ellen, wasn't it?

Not to be seen around town with me.

No. Our agreement was to be discreet.

And the little French restaurant
we're going to tonight is just that.

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