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Whoever you thought you
were on the outside, Mr. Ewing...

doesn't matter in here.

And what is this? Abandon
hope all ye who enter here?

Unless you can prove otherwise.

How do they treat you here?

Jackie, it's Bobby.

Bobby. How's London?

Oh, it's great. Would you tell
everybody we arrived safe and sound?

You on your way to Paris?

We're gonna stay a couple days.
I'll let you know when we get to Paris.

Jessica?

J.R. Ewing.

What are you doing here?

I bring you a
message from Dusty.

Elizabeth Adams.

I told you they were mad.

- We have to locate J.R.
- I'll find out. Believe me.

The newspapers call
her the black widow.

Oh? Why?

She's a woman with
insatiable sexual appetites.

By the time the authorities caught up with
her, she had disposed of four husbands.

You sure you can
copy J.R.'s signature?

I'm an artist. I've
seen it a million times.

And the rest is up to me.

It's nice. It's a nice
place, very homey.

It's nice tonight.

You're my first guest.

Well, I'm quite honored.

You know, all of a
sudden, I feel kind of shy.

Could you turn your back?

Oh, yeah, sure.

Okay. You can look now.

So?

Outstanding.

Simply outstanding.

So, uh, are we gonna do
something about it or what?

It's been a long time.

I've got a hangnail. You wouldn't happen
to have scissors or a knife around here?

Are you kidding? The only thing
they let me have are crayons.

Now will you knock off the talk?

Oh, I like a man
who takes charge.

I just wanted to know
where your hands were.

Hang on tight.

And after this, you'll
tell me where Jessica is?

- Later.
- Yeah?

Much later.

So this is a designer
Dallas condo, huh?

Terrific, isn't it?

Well...

You don't like it?

I'm trying to find
just the right words.

Well, I'll tell you, it's
got everything I need.

Didn't any of the places we saw
today inspire you to maybe, uh...

take the next step up?

I thought we were looking for a
place for you to live, you know?

You're the one that's
living in the hotel.

Well, that's true, but
then again, I like hotels.

You've got room service,
maid service, valet parking.

Yeah. But listen, you are
also spending a fortune.

Now, I have a plan.

Why don't you stay in my guest
bedroom until you can find a place, huh?

Save a lot of money.

You have a one-track mind.

I'm talking about staying in my guest
bedroom with no strings attached.

And I'm talking about your
obsession with money, not with sex.

I thought you told me
cheap men turned you on.

They do.

How long do you think we could
have this no-strings relationship?

Not long, I hope.

Good.

Hmm.

Do you wanna see the
guest bedroom now?

Isn't this the part where
I ask you for a drink first?

If you think you need one.

I think you're making it more and
more difficult for me to leave Dallas.

I think I'm gonna get
some champagne.

How impressive.

Good stuff.

Imported...

from California.

Well, the sky's the limit, huh?

- Cliff.
- Yeah?

That man we met at lunch
today, how well do you know him?

Carter McKay? Oh, well,
probably a lot better than I'd like to.

- Why?
- Just curious.

- Has he been in Dallas long?
- Only for a couple of years.

But he happens to
be head of Westar...

which is the largest
independent oil company in Texas.

Then maybe I'm wrong.

About what?

Well, I could've sworn that I
met him before in New York.

But his name
wasn't Carter McKay.

Are you serious?

I'm probably wrong.

It must've just been somebody
that looked like him, heh.

It was a long time ago.

What happened to me?

Oh, just too many beers.

I never passed out like that.

Shh.

It's okay. Just get some sleep.

I don't know how that happened.

You get some
sleep. You'll be fine.

I'll make this up
to you someday.

Oh, my God, it's morning.

I gotta get out of here.

Don't go. I'm getting
in the mood again.

When aren't you in the mood?

Just a little while?

I've gotta get to Jessica before
this whole place wakes up.

Tonight?

Yeah. Trust me, I'll be here.

I'll be waiting.

Yeah, I bet you will.

Oh, God.

After physical therapy,
you can go back to sleep.

I don't need therapy.

Lover boy.

Oh, God.

James? JAMES: Yeah.

Thought you were
gonna call me last night.

It was late when I left Sly's.

- I figured it could wait till morning.
- Is she all right?

She's a lot better than
I was when I read this.

What does it say? Do
you know where J.R. Is?

Yeah, I know. I just don't know
how we're gonna get to him.

I don't understand.

You wanna see what a
real snake is? Read this.

Oh, my Lord.

He's really something, isn't he?

He must be crazy.

I can't believe it. I can't believe
anyone would do something like that.

Neither can I.

But we can't serve him the
divorce papers in there, can we?

I don't know. Maybe.

What was the name of that
lawyer Sly was supposed to see?

Berman. Walter Berman.

I think we should
pay him a visit.

Well, he's not gonna
tell us anything.

If we do it right,
he just might.

Yeah.

Trust me.

You really like the furniture?

I told you, I thought
it was very you.

Haven't had that office very long.
I'm not really finished decorating.

Is that why there
weren't any pictures?

Oh, I haven't decided
what I want up there yet.

- I'm open to suggestions.
- Why don't you just hire a decorator?

Are you crazy? You know
what kind of money that costs?

I'm sure the state
would pay for it.

I can't do it. I can't do it.

I can't see spending
somebody else's money like that.

Hey, I'll treat you to a
snack before I have to go.

I can't. Do you know how many
years I walked by these in New York...

and I would've killed to have one?
- You're not in New York.

So you just have
one for the Big Apple.

- You are an evil man.
- Yeah.

Two with everything.

Hold the onions.

So how did a nice Texas
girl like you get to New York?

It just sort of happened.

I wasn't cut out to be a big business
whiz, I didn't wanna be a secretary...

and I was in no
hurry to get married.

So I sent some pictures back
to a big agency in New York.

Condemned yourself to a life of
carrot sticks and cottage cheese.

Simply put, that
was it. I got lucky.

I did a lot of magazine covers, I
was a cosmetics spokesperson.

There you go. Only
hurts for a minute.

- Come on.
- This is pure heaven.

Mm.

So you never told me if
you'd ever been married.

Didn't I?

- Did you?
- No.

I never found the right man.

Boyfriend?

Oh, I'm not sure I like that hesitation.
Got somebody waiting for you back there?

Nope. Just one apartment,
one roommate and one cat.

Your roommate can watch
the apartment and the cat.

Until I get back.

But don't make any plans yet,
because I'm still showing you Dallas.

Whoa, I am gonna be late.

- You're gonna run off and leave me?
- No, I'm gonna drop you off.

But really, I gotta
get going right now.

- Stop stuffing your face.
- Give that back!

- No...
- I want every horrible bite.

I'll buy you another one tomorrow,
but really, I gotta get going now.

Where are we going tonight?

I'll take you someplace
nice, I promise you.

Yes?

Mr. Berman, Mrs.
Hassler is here.

All right, send
her in. Thank you.

Hi!

Mrs. Hassler, I'm Walter Berman.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Berman.

I truly appreciate you seeing
me on such short notice.

- That's all right. Won't you sit down?
- Thank you.

Now, how may I help you?

I wanna divorce that no-good, lying,
cheating, double-crossing snake I married.

The Hassler family lawyer wouldn't handle
my case, so I talked to some friends...

and they recommended you.

I mean, over in Midland, how many
good divorce attorneys are there?

So I take it you're from
Midland, Mrs. Hassler?

That's right.

And your husband
is in the oil business?

He was, but he sold that before
the big bust, made a fortune.

Now he just sits
around on his fat butt.

That is, when he's not
running around on me.

Yes, well, that's
unfortunate, Mrs. Hassler.

Uh, I have an extremely
heavy caseload at the moment.

And I'm not sure I could
devote the proper time to you.

You don't understand.

I need somebody from
the big city to help me.

I can get millions from him.

I've got all kinds of evidence
about what he's been doing.

Well, I could perhaps
listen to your story.

You do understand we'd have to agree
upon a fee before I could represent you.

Here's $ 10,000 as a, um...
What do they call it? A retainer?

And about your fee, I
don't care what it costs.

I just wanna get back at him.

So you can have
half of everything I get.

Well, I'm sure that
would be quite substantial.

Now, about this evidence.

Oh, I don't have that with me.
There's stacks and stacks of it.

Well, when could I see it?

Well, I rented a place over on the
north side and I've got everything there.

Well, fine. Why don't you bring it
by tomorrow and we'll look it over?

I can't tomorrow.

I have to go to a funeral.

Well, then the day after.

Would it be possible for
you to come by tonight?

I mean, I'd really like to get
going on this as soon as we can.

Well, I, uh...

Please. It's really important.

Here's the address.

Please, I really
do need your help.

All right, I'll stop by at about
8:00 if that's convenient.

Oh, that's perfect. You
are just the nicest man.

And I just feel so wonderful
knowing I'm gonna be in your hands.

Okay, well, I'll
see you tonight.

Bye.

McKAY: Yeah, Nancy?

There's a John Dancer
on the phone for you.

John Dancer? NANCY Yes, sir.

Shall I tell him you're busy?

No.

No, no, I'll, uh...
I'll take the call.

John, how are you?

Yeah, what has it been
now, eight or nine years?

Yeah, that's right. How
are you and the boys doing?

Yeah, that's fine. I have my
own company, but you knew that.

That's where you reached me.

Okay, to what do I owe the
pleasure of the call? Just to say hello?

You are.

Well, phone me
when you get into town.

Better still, let me know your flight
number and I'll come and pick you up.

Ha, ha. That's great.

Will it be you and your wife
or didn't you marry that girl?

Oh, well, I just knew you were
very serious about her at the time.

John, you know we did some
nice business together in the past...

but, uh, I'm clean now.

Yeah. Yeah, well, of course.

I'd love to sit back and
talk about old times.

I'll look forward to it then
in just about a month, huh?

Okay, well, until then
you take care of yourself.

Yeah. Bye, John.

Damn.

I hate this game.

What are you doing?

You should make them
change your medication.

- You've been sleeping all day.
- What medication?

- You don't think I'd swallow that, do you?
- Who does?

Would you stop measuring
me? Just get out of here.

A shawl would help you sleep at night.
That way you'd stay awake during the day.

I'm going to sleep tonight.
Now just leave me alone. Go on.

I bet you're gonna
sneak out again.

Just like last night.

- You saw me?
- Don't worry, I'm not gonna tell anybody.

But I think you
should buy a shawl.

God. Blackmailed, even in here.

What blackmail? I wanna
knit you a nice shawl.

Listen. There's gonna be some
excitement around here in a little while.

And when that happens, if
you can keep that nurse busy...

I'll buy all the shawls you
can knit in the next year.

I don't do exclusives.

But if you need a
little help, I'll help you.

- I'll make it in blue.
- Okay. Great.

I don't have enough.

Bet a dime.

Well, how's the game going?

- Very nicely, thank you.
- I think it's going lousy.

- I hate this game.
- Why do you play?

I have a streak of sadomasochism.
That's what the doctor says.

He says that I enjoy pain.

Nobody cares what
the doctor says.

- You just don't know how to play cards.
- I know how to play!

Nobody ever deals
me a good hand.

Hey, what are you doing there?

- What do you mean?
- You're a card shark.

You're using the Memphis slide.

- What's the Memphis slide?
- He's dealing from the bottom of the deck.

I'm not. I'm not. I don't
even know how to.

- No wonder I always lose.
- Gonna let him get away with that?

Now, look. You stop
talking about me like that.

- You've been cheating.
- I hate cheating!

Orderly! Orderly!

Hey, you guys, break it
up. Get off him. Get up.

Get back to your chair.

Help! Help me, I'm
having a heart attack.

Nurse, nurse, I think that
fellow is having a heart attack.

Help!

Hi.

I'm sorry, am I early? We
did say 8:00, didn't we?

Oh, no, no, no. Come
in. I was just taking a nap.

I've been so upset lately,
all I seem to do is sleep.

Would you like to go and
change? I don't mind waiting.

Oh, no. I'm fine, thank you.

Would you care for some
champagne or a drink?

No, no, thank you.

Oh, please? I just
hate to drink alone.

Um, all right, then.
Scotch, if you've got it.

Is this Scotch?

Yes. Yes, it is.

You know, I feel
just awful about it...

but I don't think I told
you everything today.

What haven't you told me?

About my husband.

Well, he's been accusing
me of having affairs.

I see.

I assume then that
there's no truth to that.

Do I have to be honest?

Ahh, yes, I think you should.

Well, it's not like I jumped
into bed with every man I saw.

He was just so
awful to me that I'd...

Well, you know.

Only a couple of times.

Uh-huh. And does your husband have
the same sort of evidence that you do?

Oh, good heavens, no.

I was always went out of town
for the weekend. I was real careful.

Uh, does your husband
know any of these men?

Well, only his brother, but I'm
sure he wouldn't say anything.

- Can I get you another drink?
- No. Thank you.

What I would like is to see whatever
evidence you have against your husband.

Oh, well, that's right
upstairs in the bedroom.

It's in a big box. Can
you help me with it?

Why don't you stay
here? I'll go get it.

James!

What is this?

Let go. What is this? What...?

What the hell is going on here?

Oh, just taking some
pictures to show her husband.

What? What do you
want? Give me that camera.

I'm afraid I lied again.
I'm not Mrs. Hassler.

She's Mrs. J.R. Ewing.

And he's gonna be mighty
upset to see what you're doing.

- Mrs. Ewing?
- That's right.

To think the lawyer he trusted
to get him out of the sanitarium...

is carrying on like
this with his wife.

- What do you want from me? Give me that.
- We want J.R.'s release papers.

And then we want you
to take a nice long trip.

You're crazy. I know J.R. Ewing.

I don't show up there
tomorrow, I'm a dead man.

Well, I know J.R. Too.

And if I show him these pictures,
you're gonna wish you were dead.

See, we have these very important
papers we have to give to him.

So we need you out of the way.

We've got tickets for you
to go on a nice long cruise.

You can take somebody with you.

And by the time you get back,
maybe J.R. Will have cooled off.

Besides, eventually we'll let
him know that it wasn't your fault.

Oh, my God.

Cally, why don't you go get
Mr. Berman another Scotch?

Now, just relax and I'll tell
you just what we're gonna do.

Yes, Nancy?

Mr. McKay, there's a Miss
Adams here to see you.

All right, send her in.

Very nice to see you
again, Miss Adams.

It's very nice of you to see me.

Well, did Cliff convince you to
stay or to sell me your company?

Actually, I haven't
decided what to do yet.

I see. Well, sit down. Please.

Not that I don't find
you pleasant company...

but there's gotta be a
reason you came to see me.

I've been thinking about
you quite a bit since we met.

You recognized me, didn't you?

Should I have?

Well, it's been
quite some time...

but we spent one very
interesting evening together.

Did we?

Yes.

I was with some friends.

And you had just laundered a
great deal of money for them.

So no more games.
We know each other.

So what?

So now you're the CEO
of a major oil company.

Is that what you
used the money for?

Actually, I bought a beautiful
hotel casino in the Bahamas.

It was to be my retirement
nest egg, you might say.

Unfortunately, I
no longer own it.

Oh, and the phony name. Or
is it McKay that's the phony?

No, McKay is my real name
and it was well known even then.

When I entered that little
venture with your friends...

I thought it best
to use another one.

Why would someone like you
get tied up in a filthy game like that?

Why not?

I was only a
troubleshooter for Westar.

A chance came for
some money and I took it.

Don't you get
holier-than-thou with me.

You were the one who
was Johnny Dancer's girl.

Until that night, I didn't
know who he really was.

Oh, I knew he was
rich and powerful...

but I had no idea he was
tied into anything like that.

Right.

And you were just
a poor little innocent.

Don't give me that crap.

I don't give a damn if
you believe me or not.

What is this all about? You
think you can blackmail me?

I don't care about you
one way or the other.

I like Cliff Barnes a lot.

And I don't want you
upsetting any applecarts.

Ah, a gentleman's agreement.

You don't talk about
me, I don't talk about you.

That's it.

And remember, you can
get hurt a lot worse than I can.

Maybe yes, maybe no.

Then we understand each other?

Oh, yes.

Good.

By the way...

guess who called me the
other day right out of the blue.

Johnny Dancer.

Still sounds unhappy
that you dumped him.

He may be coming our way soon.

What would he want in Dallas?

We'll have to wait
and see, won't we?

So if you wanted to sell me
your company and disappear...

no one would have to know where.

Thanks, but I'll
take my chances.

Psst!

Anita?

Here and ready, lover boy.

Open the door.

Hi.

Jessica?

Jessica, it's J.R.

What are you doing here?

It must be very late.

They kept me
waiting a long time.

Well, how did you get in here?

When you've got enough money,
you can get into any place you want to.

I just had to talk to you.

Well, for heaven's sakes.

Why couldn't you have picked
a more respectable hour?

No, no. If I had picked a more respectable
hour, I wouldn't have gotten in.

And this is important.

It's about Dusty.

What about him?

You remember me telling
you that I talked to him?

Yes, the dance.

- How is he?
- Oh, he's fine.

He misses you.

He's coming to visit you soon.

Well, why hasn't he
been here already?

He didn't want to upset you
before you were ready to see him.

All he's doing is waiting for me to give
him the word that it's all right with you.

Well, for heaven's sakes.
Of course it's all right with me.

He's very unhappy
about something.

What? Can I help?

Well, Clayton is going to court to get
control of Dusty's stock away from you.

And Dusty doesn't
want that to happen.

He's very angry at Clayton for lying to
him about being his father all these years.

Well, I should
think he would be.

I don't want Clayton to
get his hands on that stock.

What can I do?

Well, Dusty game me
this paper for you to sign.

It gives me control
of that stock.

And then my lawyers
will turn it back to Dusty.

Poor Dusty.

My poor son.

I'll do anything for him.

Well, just sign right here...

and he'll never have to
worry about this again.

Right here.

Well, shall we get started?

Oh, ha. It'd just
be a waste of time.

I got what I came here for
and now I'm ready to leave.

How nice.

What if we start with your wife.

And why she signed
the committal papers.

Yeah, I might as
well tell you the truth.

I couldn't commit myself to this joint,
so I had her sign a bunch of papers.

She didn't know what was
in them, but she signed them.

One was the commitment order...

and tomorrow, my lawyer is gonna
be coming here with the release order.

So, what you're saying is that you
don't think you needed to be committed.

Only to get a piece of
paper signed. That I got.

To get a little piece
of paper signed.

By anyone in particular?

I don't think that concerns you.

Well, just curious.

Why do you need
that paper signed?

To stop my mama's husband from
teaming up with my worst enemy against me.

Oh, I see.

You know, we've never
discussed your paranoia.

What paranoia?

This feeling that people
are out to get you.

Did you feel that
way about your wife?

What are you talking about?

What is it that people
are trying to do?

They're trying to take
Ewing Oil from me.

Hell, they all hate
me. Is that paranoia?

They say if people really
hate you, you're not paranoid.

Is something funny
going on here I can't see?

No. Regrettably, in your
case, it may be serious.

I hate to say this, but you're
not making a lot of sense.

Well, perhaps I can make
myself more clear for you.

Yeah, I'm sure you can.

But you can save us both a lot of
time if you just call my lawyer in Dallas.

His name is Walter Berman.

Tell him I got the paper signed
and for him to get out here today.

And he'll show up with the
release signed by the judge.

Yeah, that's right. You got it.

And one other thing,
about my daddy.

He's the only person
to ever call me Junior.

And I was damn proud of that.

And why are you telling me that?

This is probably the last
time we're gonna meet.

And I just wanted to
set the record straight.

Well, thank you,
Mr. Ewing. I appreciate that.

Well, until your
attorney shows up...

suppose I have someone
take you to your ward?

Oh, I know the way.

Yes, doctor?

Would you take
Mr. Ewing to his ward?

Stay with him for
a while, will you?

Yes, sir. Come on, Mr. Ewing.

Do yourself a favor,
doctor. Call my attorney.

Of course. After you've gone.

Well, all right. Don't call him.

But when he shows up
tomorrow, you'll wish you had, ha.

Yes, Sarah?

Mrs. Ewing and
Mr. Beaumont are here.

Ask them to come in.

Come in, come in.

Well, I have the papers.

Are you sure you can
serve them on your own?

Yeah, we'll be
seeing him real soon.

- Oh, he's back in Dallas?
- No, but we know where he is.

Oh.

Well, I have just been going
over a list of J.R.'s assets.

He is a very rich man.

Yeah, isn't he, though?

In addition to those...

I'm sure that there are bank accounts
squirreled away in other places.

We're checking
into that right now.

Yeah, I told her that 200,000 J.R.
Gave her didn't mean anything to him.

Exactly.

I mean, you are gonna come
out of this a very wealthy woman.

Now, I have taken the liberty of
drawing up a property settlement.

If you would just get Mr. Ewing to sign
it, it would save us all a lot of time...

and what might
be a messy divorce.

I bet J.R. Isn't
gonna sign that.

He's not gonna give me
anything he doesn't have to.

On the other hand...

we do have some leverage.

He does what we want...

and we do what he wants.

That's right. We do.

Um, I have not
addressed one subject.

Child custody and visitation.

No visitation and no
chance at custody.

He is never gonna
touch this child.

Unfortunately, that will
be for the courts to decide.

Not if the courts and J.R.
Don't know I'm pregnant.

As far as I'm concerned, he's
never gonna know I had a baby.

That seems rather
harsh, Mrs. Ewing.

Whatever I do to
him, he deserves.

There she is.

Now, I wanna know where she
goes, what she does and who she sees.

Ewing.

Got a visitor. Come on.

Yeah? Who?

Guy by the name
of Berman. Come on.

Move it.

Only thing I'm gonna miss about
this place is your smiling face.

Just zip your mouth and move.

Hello, Daddy.

James, what the hell
are you doing here?

I thought you'd be
happy to see me.

How'd you know where I was?

I got a phone call from
your lawyer, Walter Berman.

He's in the hospital.

Oh, my God.

Don't worry.

They think I'm him.

- Did he give you my release papers?
- You bet.

What are you doing in here?

I'm putting the screws
to Carter McKay.

I don't understand.

I got Jessica Montford to sign over the
voting rights to the Westar stock to me.

You got yourself committed to this
place just to get some voting right?

Yeah. No big deal.

You got my release papers...

and now McKay is gonna
be dancing to my tune.

I don't know much about law, but how
can anything she signs in here be legal?

It was all dated before
she was sent here.

You really think of
everything, don't you?

Well, you wanna be
where I am, you have to.

Right now, where you are
is a high-security sanitarium.

Yeah, well... you got
my release papers.

I'll be out of here real
soon. Let me see them.

I just remembered.

Cally asked me to give you this.

She knows I'm in here?

No. Nobody does but me.

I think she just meant
in case I ever saw you.

Don't tell me she's
still at Southfork?

Oh, no. She left some time ago.

- What is it?
- Divorce papers.

She's suing me for divorce.

- That's what you wanted, isn't it?
- Yeah, but on my own terms.

I thought she'd be back
in Haleyville by now.

I'll take care of this
when I get out of here.

- I've got your release papers right here.
- Yeah?

What's going on?

There's another paper
you have to sign first.

What are you up to, boy?

Just sign this property settlement and I'll
take your release papers to the office.

I'll predate it,
just like you did.

Why, you little turncoat.

You're no son of mine.

Obviously, I am.

I'm doing exactly what you'd do.

Now sign it and
you're a free man.

You're in this
together, aren't you?

Behind my back,
my wife and my son.

You've got a sick mind.

Cally and I are
friends. That's it.

Now, you gonna sign this or not?

Now take my release papers down
to that office. Get me out of here.

It's funny. You look
right at home here.

Well, enjoy it while you can,
but I'm gonna destroy both of you.

You're gonna regret the
day you ever met me, boy.

No threats, J.R.

This is not a threat.
This is a guarantee.

Get me the hell out of
here, you little bastard!

No way, Daddy.

It's payback time.
You're in here for good.

- What?
- Easy, Mr. Ewing.

He's got my release papers.

Not anymore.

What are you...?

I'm not gonna... What
are you doing to me?

Enjoy your stay.

You little bastard!

Get out of here.