All language subtitles for Dallas s02e07 Runaway.eng

I want Mama invited
to my birthday party.

No way, honey. That's out.

I hate this family!

Lucy's gone.

Stole my car, ran off to see
that tramp mother of hers.

- Hey! What are you doing over there?
- You just be cool, right there.

Goes for everybody else too.

Come on.

- We pulled it off!
- I didn't know what you were doing.

- I had no...
- Shut your face!

- No way out, Willie.
- Oh, I got a way.

Just don't make me hurt her.

What about musicians?

I've arranged Forrester and his band.
They still play music you can dance to.

Forrester?

He can't even play bubble-gum rock.

I thought you were gonna hire a group
from Austin, like The Coffins.

Those terrible names.

Lucy, no one can stand that music.

Well, I can, and I thought this party
was supposed to be for my birthday.

Lucy, dear, why don't you just let us
do the planning.

You just come and enjoy yourself,
and you'll have a great time.

Sure. And if I'm lucky,
you'll even invite my friends.

- Good morning.
- Good morning, Pam.

- That what you wear to work these days?
- No.

It's for Lucy's birthday party.

- I wanna go see if Bobby likes it.
- Okay.

I love it, and it wouldn't look that good
on a hanger.

It's beautiful, Pam.

- It has lovely lines.
- Thank you.

Well, how about me?
What am I gonna wear?

I brought you some dresses home.
Why don't you go on up and try them on.

- You picked them out?
- Well, they're just on trial.

If you don't like them,
I know we'll find something you like.

Okay.

I'll be up in a minute.

Are you going to the office today?

Oh, Bobby, come on. Are you?

- Thought we might get together for lunch.
- I can't. I have to be in town in an hour.

They're gonna put a foundation
on the new building.

Okay, but if you change your mind,
call me.

Hell, J.R., if you wanna talk
to Congressman Oates...

...invite him to the party Sunday.

- Maybe we can get him to endorse Slade.
- That's a good idea.

I'll invite Slade to the party too.
That could do it, you know.

Put them together, I guarantee
they settle their differences.

Both of them are realists,
no matter what they tell the voter.

Pam, how are you?
You look very fetching this morning.

- Doesn't she, Daddy?
- Yeah.

Thank you, J.R.

Well, I guess you didn't like them.

Honey, Miss Ellie or Sue Ellen
will probably bring you into town later.

We'll find something you like.

I am old enough to pick out
my own clothes.

Yes, you are.

All right. Just trying to help.

This is supposed to be
my birthday party.

Grandma is making out the invitation list.

Sue Ellen is gonna hire
some old-fogy band.

And J.R.'s gonna use it
for one of his big deals.

And now you're gonna buy my clothes.

I hate this family!

I just don't understand that child.

- She's mad at the world this morning.
- She'll get over it.

I don't know, Miss Ellie,
she's got a good point.

She hasn't been allowed to participate
in planning her own birthday party.

Sounds like a legitimate gripe to me.

Well, I'll talk to her again,
see who she wants to invite.

Maybe we should change the band.

Well, certainly not The Coffins.

Well, I gotta go to work.
I'll call Oates from the office, Dad.

Better leave Slade to me.
You two don't hit it off very well.

Politics at breakfast? What's with Slade
and Congressman Oates?

Hell, you can't even get elected
dogcatcher here...

...unless you're endorsed by Oates.

- And he hasn't done that for Slade, huh?
- Well, not yet.

He keeps saying that Cliff Barnes
isn't such a bad candidate.

Well, good for Congressman Oates.

Your brother win that election, he's gonna
go after us Ewings with both barrels.

No, Bobby Oates is just playing a game.

He wants something from us
before he'll endorse Slade.

All we have to do is give it to him.

Nothing illegal, of course.

Of course.

Maybe if we back a better man
than Slade, we wouldn't have problems.

Slade's a good man, Bobby.

He does what he's told.

- I'll walk you to the car, J.R.
- All right.

Yeah, Bobby, I'm gonna get to work too.

- Have a good day.
- You too.

Well...

...I better trim that guest list,
or we'll have half the county here.

- Lucy, you'll be late for school.
- I'm going.

- Ray. Ray, I've gotta talk to you.
- What?

Well, it's my day off, you know.
I'm on my way into town, Lucy.

Please? It's important.

Well, make it fast.

- You too?
- What's the matter, eh?

Look at me.

I don't take up much room, but I seem
to be getting in everybody's way.

What's in the letter?

- It's from my mama.
- Valene, eh? Well, that's a surprise.

- How is she?
- Oh, she's fine. She's fine.

Wish you a happy birthday?

Ray, she never asked J.R.
for any money to leave Southfork.

J.R. lied. He threatened her.

Yeah, well, come on, Lucy,
why would J. R do a thing like that?

Because he hated her, because she knew
what he was really like.

That'd be his word against hers.

Well, I believe her.

Of course you do, she's your mama.

Ray, I'm gonna invite her
to my birthday party.

Well...

...I don't know if I'd do that.

I don't think that's a good idea.

I think it's a great idea.

It's the only present I really want.

I was thinking about your granddaddy.
It's bound to set up a lot of tension.

Well, I was thinking of my mama.

She doesn't deserve what she's gotten
from this family.

Well, I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll drop you off at school. You just think
this one over a little bit, eh?

You don't have to decide right now.

Then you can do what you want.
Okay? Come on.

Did you talk to Oates, J.R.?

Yes, sir, I did. He'll be there.

I think we'll be able to talk
that old boy on our side.

We ought to think twice
about supporting Slade.

There's rumors all over the state
about money he's getting in payoffs.

Talk, Bobby. That's all it is,
is talk.

No, I'm gonna put Slade
and Oates together at that party.

And that's all the support
that Clay's gonna need to win.

Lucy?

I thought you were gonna come
to the store today...

...pick a dress for your party.

I looked for you after school.

I wanted to pick you up
and take you to town.

- I don't want a new dress.
- But it's your birthday.

Well, there is something I'd like more.

Well, now, you just name it, sweetheart,
and I'll buy it for you, okay?

You can't buy it, Granddaddy,
nobody can.

Even if they said they did.

Lucy, what are you talking about?

I want my mama invited
to my birthday party.

- No way, honey. That's out.
- Now, wait a minute. It's Lucy's birthday.

Maybe we can work something out.

I'll have to side with J.R., Bobby.

The way Valene left here the last time,
I won't allow her in this house.

Granddaddy, what J.R. said happened,
it's not true.

Calling me a liar, Lucy?

Yes.

My mama wrote me,
and she told me what happened.

- J.R. is a liar, Granddaddy.
- Now, hold on.

I won't stand for you being disrespectful
to your uncle.

Jock, please calm yourself.

J.R. lied about the money.
He lied about everything.

You go to your room now.

Why won't any of you listen to me?

J.R., I think what she said deserves
some kind of explanation from you.

Well... females, sometimes
their emotions get in the way...

...of their good common sense.

Besides, it's her birthday.

Nobody can predict
how a woman's gonna react to that.

Darling?

You seen my car keys?

No. Aren't they where
you always leave them?

- No, they're not here.
- Well, maybe you left them in the car.

- What are you looking at?
- I thought something was wrong.

- My car is gone.
- It's gone?

- Yeah.
- Well, maybe Raul took it to the garage.

Gasoline credit card's gone.

Lucy?

Lucy's gone.

Stole my car, ran off to see
that tramp mother of hers.

- Anything else, hon?
- No, thanks.

Oh, I didn't know you two
were together.

Yeah, well, she does me
like that sometimes, you know?

Well, maybe you
just ain't being nice to her.

Maybe.

Come on.

You know, I couldn't help
staring at you back there.

I didn't mind.

- I'm Willie Guest.
- I'm Lucy... Clements. Lucy Clements.

- Going far?
- San Antone. My mama lives there.

You steal that car back there?

What car?

Oh, come on.

Come on, the one with
the Ewing license plates on it.

Well, some people got more than
they need, you know?

Yeah, I know. I know what you mean.

Hey, you know...?

You know, San Antone's a long way off.
You got any money for gas?

I had 20 dollars. I got this.

It says "J.R. Ewing" on it.

Oh, I found it in the car.

Beautiful.

Beautiful, we are in business now.

- Anything about Lucy?
- Nothing.

I called the police. Enough is enough.

I see.

We will.

Thank you.

- The police found your car, J.R.
- Yeah? Where?

Near Waco, a coffee shop, abandoned.
Parked, but no sign of trouble.

What about Lucy?

They're not sure. A waitress thinks she
saw her up on the highway, hitchhiking.

Well, she's got my car,
why would she do a thing like that?

Well, why does Lucy
do half the things she does?

Have you told Daddy?

I'm not gonna tell him anything
unless I have to.

He blames himself because she ran off.

The police made a list of the things
in the car. I asked.

Overnight case, some clothes,
a letter from Valene from San Antonio.

I think Lucy went to her.

Yeah, that figures.
I'm gonna have my boys pick her up...

...explain the facts of life on
the way home. That goes for Valene too.

No, you're not, J.R.

Well, I'm not gonna hurt her, she's my
niece. You want her to stay with Valene?

I think she should be here,
but you shouldn't drag her back.

Well, all right, what do you suggest?

I'll go get her, Mama.

All right. You have any trouble,
you call me, hear?

Be in touch.

Iced tea.

My daddy worked for them rich folks.

They drove him off. I had to stay.

So the ones whose car you stole...

...you live with them, right?

Well, it was more of a charity thing.

You know, guilt, I guess,
for what they did to us. I don't know.

So you stole their car?

You can't park in front.
You'll get a ticket.

Hey, I keep on moving,
you know what I mean?

Let's go. Come on.

Excuse me, I'm looking for Valene.
She works here.

Not anymore. She quit.

You looking for a job?

No, no. She's my mama.

- Your name Lucy?
- Yeah.

She talked a lot about you.

I might have an address
around here somewhere.

We already checked her apartment.
They said she moved.

- Thanks, anyway.
- Hold on.

She talked a lot about Austin.
You got any...?

- What do you think you're doing there?
- You just be cool, right there.

Goes for everybody else too.

Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Hurry up. Let's go.

We did it, pretty lady.

- You and me, we pulled it off!
- I didn't.

- I didn't know what you were doing.
- Shut your face!

- But I had no part of it. I didn't know.
- Shut your face!

I said, don't make me mad.

Look.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Okay?

- Okay.
- Okay. Okay.

Okay.

I was standing here by the counter.

She gives me some cute look...

...and something about her mama
being in Austin.

Bang, he's in my cash register with four
hands, and then they run out together.

Was...?

Was anybody hurt?

He busted my register, stole my receipts.
Ain't that enough?

- It was a green van, right?
- Well, sort of.

Multicolored, like a sunburst or...

Heck, I don't remember.
I wasn't watching the van.

Now, you will press charges
against both?

He couldn't have done it without her.

Okay. I got it.

- Officer.
- Who are you?

My name is Bobby Ewing.
I'm the girl's uncle.

She had nothing to do with this.

She kept me busy talking
while he got in the register.

Look, you said she asked for Valene
by name.

- I guess.
- And she told you her name.

No, I had to ask her.

She told you who she was.
She identified herself.

Now, how many robbers do that?

Officer?

Not many. Sounds a lot like she didn't
know what was gonna happen.

Now, look...

...I'll be more than happy to pay
for any damages to your cash register.

- Hundred dollars ought to cover it, huh?
- Yeah. Or two.

And also anything
the robber got away with.

I'm sure you had a very good day.

Well, it's been better than most.

- And we had to close early too.
- Sure.

Now, where did you say
they were going?

I told that girl that her mama
talked a lot about Austin.

That might be the way.

- Thank you very much.
- Mr. Ewing?

I think she was innocent...

...but we'll have to find that van
and the fella she's with.

He's in trouble, and she's with him.

I know. I know.

Where do you think you're going?

I've been thinking, Willie.
I think we should split up.

What are you talking about? Split up.

I can go on alone. I'll be okay.

I don't like alone.

I do.

What's the matter, huh?

You and me, we're good for each other.

I mean, I knocked off a gas station.
You stole a car and a credit card.

Right?

Didn't you?

Didn't you?

Yes.

Well, see?

See? We were meant
for each other. See?

Hey, Lucy...

...you're my girl from now on.

Right?

Right.

Hey, you ain't mad at me, are you?

All right. All right, I'll tell you what.

I'll take you straight to Austin.
How would you like that, huh?

Now, let me see those big, blue eyes.

Let me see them.

Would you like to have
some breakfast, huh?

You like ham and eggs? Steak, maybe?

Let me go, please.
I won't tell about the robbery if you do.

I know you wouldn't say
anything mean about me.

See, we're together now.

We're together now, pretty lady.
See, that's the way it was meant to be.

Jock.

Miss Ellie, that's just...

...plain old club soda.
And I know what the doctor said.

But, you know, I've been thinking.

Maybe I should have let
Lucy's mama come for a visit.

Jock.

You said what you had to say.

- Bobby should be with her now.
- I hope so.

Put a couple of shooters of bourbon
in there before I rust my stomach.

That's good.

- That's 10 gallons, Mr. Ewing.
- Thank you.

Thank you.

Have you seen any other cards like this?

I don't understand. That's the only
card we take. Company credit card.

No, no, I mean with the name
Ewing on it.

No, I don't think so.

There's three, four other
stations in town.

There's one just about 10 blocks south.

Thank you.

Thanks a lot.

Cash or charge?

- Got change for the cigarette machine?
- Yeah.

That sucker! Come on, count it.
See how much we've got.

There's 30.

What?

- Let me see. Give me that.
- Thirty.

What? Let me see that.

I'm... That lousy, no-good... I'm gonna go
back there, and I'm gonna fix...

Willie!

You're right. You're right.

I got a bad temper, man.

You're right. We gotta be...
Keep it cool. Gotta keep it cool.

Yeah, cool.

Oh, thank you. Thank you so much, l...

Thank you. I know Lucy will just...

Lucy will love them.

Make yourselves at home, now.

The guest of honor will be a little late,
but make a dramatic appearance.

Ah, to be young again.

I think it'd be a heck of an idea if you
support the orphanage from the beginning.

We get a lot of TV experience for you.
You know, lots of coverage.

- It sounds like good exposure.
- And...

Say, darling.

I want you to meet Congressman Oates.
My lovely wife, Sue Ellen.

Oh, it's a pleasure. I voted for you.

You did? Well,
you're an independent thinker.

I'm sure your husband didn't.
Did you, J.R.?

I didn't, but I'm certainly going to
in the next election...

...and I guarantee you
my whole family will too.

See that the congressman is comfortable.
I'll see if Mr. Slade's here.

I sure will.

Now, do you think that Cliff Barnes
can actually beat Mr. Slade?

- Are you really interested, Mrs. Ewing?
- Very.

- What was it you wanted?
- A little information about the van.

Well, what's it to you?

Does this cover what you lost?

Yeah, but I don't know what kind of
information I can give you.

- Was it headed towards Austin?
- That direction.

But there's a million turnoffs
between here and there.

- You get the license number?
- It was on the sales slip I was writing...

...before he popped me.
I gave it to the police.

- You didn't say they were going to Austin.
- No.

Okay. Do me a favor.

Call the Austin Police Department
and ask for Captain Novak.

Give him the license off that slip
and tell him to be on the lookout.

- Tell him Bobby Ewing asked, okay?
- Sure will.

Ask him to be careful. That girl is family.

Sure will.

Well, looky there.

We sure could use 100 bucks.

You said you sing, right?

Well, you just be nice...

...because we're gonna get a chance
to put your talent to work.

- I can't sing. I don't...
- Yes, you can.

What do you say, folks, huh?
The show must go on.

Go on.

Hey, Lucy.

Catch.

Hey, you listen.

You sing, you sing good. Okay?

Because the way you look, see,
a lot of people are gonna be watching.

Come on.

Come on.

I see a lot of you are family people.
I'm a family man myself.

Every evening, I come home,
my boy runs out to me.

"Da-da, Da-da." Isn't that cute?
"Da-da, Da-da."

He's only 18.

But he's sweet.
He calls me at work. "Da-da."

I say, "What, Rover?" We wanted a dog.
I say, "What, Rover?"

He says, "I got the part in the play.
I'm the lead in Abraham Lincoln."

I'm not surprised. He's the only kid in
the second grade that can grow a beard.

I'm really proud of you, sweetheart.

Listen, I don't want you to be nervous.
I don't want you to get sick or anything.

Because I'm gonna be right up front
watching every step you make.

- 101 to the 303.
- Go ahead.

113, check a license for stolen.

It'd be a '78 Texas
Edward-Charles-9767.

J.R., you keep him clean,
or I'll throw my weight to Barnes.

- Oates, I don't like what you're implying.
- I'm not implying anything, Slade.

I don't trust you.
That plain enough for you?

Gentlemen, I thought we'd agreed
we're gonna bury the hatchet.

Only because I need Ewing funds
for my reelection...

...certainly not because I like this man.

Well, that's good enough for me.
Thank you, congressman.

- Good day, Mr. Ewing.
- Good day.

Congressman.

Don't worry about a thing. I found out
what that old boy wants, gave it to him.

- It was so nice of you to come.
- Enjoyed it. Thank you.

- Bye.
- Bye.

- Leaving so soon?
- Well, it looks like I'm almost the last one.

- I certainly enjoyed meeting you.
- A pleasure, congressman.

I suppose my father-in-law
and husband...

...have convinced you
to support Mr. Slade.

You do surprise me.

I didn't realize such a pretty woman
could be interested in politics.

- Or is it politicians, Mrs. Ewing?
- Perhaps a little bit of both.

Well, Barnes certainly has
more sex appeal than Slade.

- Seems to be closer to you politically too.
- Well, you know what they say:

"Politics sometimes make
strange bedfellows."

Yes, they do say that, don't they?

- Goodbye, Mrs. Ewing.
- Bye, congressman.

Everybody's gone, Jock.

I'm still here.

Why don't you go in.
I'll call you when they get home.

I chased her away.

I'll be here to welcome her back.

I wish you'd lie down for a while.

Lucy will be here soon. You said that.

And in 40 years,
you've never lied to me, Miss Ellie.

Isn't that right?

That's the way it's been, Jock.

Then I'll wait.

And now, folks, we've got a real cute
little gal here from North Texas.

Let's give a great big hand,
and let's hear it for Lucy Clements.

Hands together. Come on.

Louder, I can't hear you in the back.
Come on! Lucy Clements.

Hey, get on the roof with a rifle. Okay.

You two, around the back.
Move, but keep it quiet.

Charlie, get inside with the walkie-talkie.

There's only three ways out.
We'll get him.

- My niece is in there...
- We'll be careful.

All your bills, pronto.

And remember, business as usual.
No cops.

Keep your eye on the entertainment, eh?

Hey, let's hear it for Miss Clements,
cute little gal from North Texas.

They're coming out the back.

Let's go.

You were good, baby.
You were real sweet.

Police. Freeze!

You freeze, turkeys!

No way out, Willie.

Oh, I got a way.

You just don't make me hurt her.

I'll give you two minutes.

- Lieutenant, call back your men.
- Sorry, Mr. Ewing, not even for you.

- Then let me talk to her.
- What will that do?

I don't know, but it's worth a try.

Lucy? Are you all right?

Hey, how does he know your name?

- How come?
- He's my uncle.

Oh, he's your uncle, huh?
Well, what's his name?

Bobby.

Ewing.

That's funny. Bobby Ewing.

You didn't steal that car.

You are them rich people.

Lucy.

He hasn't hurt me, Bobby.

Willie, you're in a lot of trouble.
Don't make it worse on yourself.

Oh, I'm fine, Mr. Ewing, sir.

You know why?

Because you got a lot of power,
and you're gonna get me out of here.

Nobody can do that.

Oh, man, don't make me laugh.

The fuzz will dance for you.
Those fuzz would dance for you.

Willie, I'll make you a deal.

No deal.

Her for me, a better hostage.

And what makes you a better hostage?

Money.

I've got over 2000 dollars.

So big deal. What do you want me
to do? You got money. So what?

We trade, her for me,
and the money comes with me.

We'll walk out of here, Willie,
and you'll have 2000 dollars.

Now, just let her go.

Yeah?

Okay, that sounds like a real good idea.

Come on.

No guns.

No guns, Willie. I'm unarmed.

Doing real good, now. Keep coming.

- Don't trust him, Bobby.
- Shut up!

- Leave her alone, Willie.
- You stop right there.

Turn around. Turn around.

Boy, you sick...!

Get him out of here.

Okay, thank you.

Bobby, were they mad?

Honey, I don't think anybody's
gonna be mad at you tonight.

I never even got to see my mama.

It's not the last birthday
you're gonna have.

It almost was.

Thanks.

We did real good today, Sue Ellen.
Congressman loved your party.

- Thank you, darling.
- So long as you're happy, darling.

Jock! Jock, they got Lucy.
They'll be home tomorrow.

Oh, that's wonderful.

Just wonderful.

You know, Miss Ellie,
there's just one thing.

I was hoping to have a dance
with my granddaughter.

Well...

...what about tomorrow?

All right.

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