All language subtitles for Dallas s03e09 Mastectomy 1.eng

I don't wanna tell Jock.

- Miss Ellie, why not?
- I may need a mastectomy.

I just don't think he'll ever be able
to accept me again.

I asked you a few weeks ago to set up
a trust fund for my ex-wife.

- I lied to you, Daddy.
- Why, J.R.?

Mama. Have you told her yet?

You divorced a woman
because she was sick?

It was a long time ago,
over 40 years, Ellie.

If I get sick,
are you gonna walk out on me?

Harlan, it's Ellie Ewing.

I'm sorry to bother you at home...

...but I wonder if you could see me
in your office this morning.

I know, but I'm worried.

Thanks, Harlan.

Morning, sweetheart.
How about breakfast?

No, Jock. I had some coffee.
I'm not hungry.

- Are you all right?
- I'm fine.

I just have to do some errands
in Dallas this morning.

I'm going to the office. I'll take you.

No, that's all right.
I'll get a lift in with Pam.

Okay.

The well was sputted in, J.R.,
and it's a real gusher.

The core is all gray shale,
we've just put in the surface pipe...

...and I've just called
for the blowup preventer.

What time is it?

I knew that would wake up an oilman.

It's morning.

- You let me sleep here all night?
- I didn't have the heart.

- And besides, it was nice.
- I told you never to do that.

Why didn't you wake me up, anyhow?
Lord sakes...

Well, you tossed and turned
and you seemed so exhausted.

Well, you're an exciting
young woman, sugar.

Gets me all keyed up.

Thanks, J.R., but there are other reasons
for your being keyed up.

Yeah, where are my clothes?

I put a fresh suit in the bathroom.
I'm taking last night's to the cleaners.

Okay. I got them, I got them.

Listen, I really appreciate it,
but let's not do this again.

I like waking up with you
in the morning.

Yeah, yeah, I know, I know.
But that is no excuse.

- They're...
- J.R., I wish you'd let me help you.

Well, you're doing fine, darling,
just fine.

No, I mean, I know how worried you are.

I got everything under control.

Not exactly, J.R., considering
everything Ewing owns is mortgaged...

...including Southfork.
- Nothing to trouble yourself about.

Well, I know how concerned you are
about Uncle Jock finding out.

Maybe if you'd talk to me,
it would help you relax.

Well, now, Kristin, if you know about it
and I know about it...

...then what have we got to talk about?
You know how I'm gonna relax?

If you get your tail out of here
and get to the office before I do.

Go on, go on.

That woman just cannot make
a decent cup of coffee.

Well, you planning on seeing
Donna again, or what?

Well, not right away.

I talked to her on the day of the rodeo,
told her I got all her letters.

I still can't believe you let
all those letters stack up...

...without reading a single one of them.

Well, I tell you, I had no idea
old Sam Culver was dying...

...when I heard she and him
were getting reconciled.

I figured she just wanted me for a roll
in the hay every once in a while.

Feelings for Donna go way beyond that.

If that's what you thought about Donna,
you do not know your ladies.

Yeah, I guess I was burned
once too often.

That Sue Ellen leaving already
this morning?

Yeah.

I guess the doctor changed the time
of her appointment.

I saw her leaving the same time
yesterday when I was out working.

Yeah, well, I gotta get back.
I'll see you later.

Yeah, I'll get this gear in.

The mammogram does show
what might be cysts, Ellie.

Exactly like the last one.

But I've gone over it very carefully
with my radiologist.

There is no sign on the mammogram
of cancer in your breast.

I'm beginning to feel like
a hypochondriac.

But I felt a lump.

I know, Ellie, but most lumps
are not cancerous.

In self-examination,
you might feel a lumpy area...

...that's persistent and recurring...

...but it's a change in the breast tissue
that we wanna be on the alert for.

But, Harlan, what I felt was a change.

Ellie...

...since the last tests are negative,
I'm not gonna rush you into surgery...

...on that kind of evidence.

- What about the discharge?
- Most discharges are benign.

- Then there's nothing to do.
- Oh, no.

No, the first thing is to take a sample
of the fluid...

...which we'll do
before you leave today...

...and have the lab do a Pap test.
- Anything else?

Yes, continue with the self-examination
on a regular basis...

...and I'll call you with the results
of the test.

All right.

- Anything else, Mrs. Ewing?
- No, just the check, Mitzi.

No, Mr. Hanson, J.R. isn't in yet.

Yes, I'll have him call you first thing.

- Morning, Connie.
- Morning.

Sorry I'm late.
It's been one of those mornings.

- Is J.R. in yet?
- No, J.R. isn't in.

Loyal Hanson's called twice,
wants to talk to him first thing.

- Well, did he say what he wanted?
- Never does.

- Morning, Mr. Ewing.
- Ladies.

- Morning, Uncle Jock.
- J.R. in?

Not yet.

- Morning, Connie.
- J.R.

- Oh, hello, Dad.
- J.R.

I was hoping to talk to you last night.

I had a long meeting with the boys.
I was too tired to drive.

- Connie, did you make coffee?
- Yes, I did.

Oh, good, good. Fetch us a couple cups,
will you, darling?

- Dad?
- Yeah.

You know, that Fairview Hotel
is still the best damn hotel in Dallas.

Well, I'll tell you something, J. R...

...I didn't drive all the way down here
to talk about where you spent the night.

What's on your mind, sir?

Mr. Hanson called.

Thank you. I'll take care of it.

You know, she has turned out to be
the best secretary I've ever had.

- Is that Loyal Hanson?
- Yes, as a matter of fact it is.

The foreign-oil expert?

Yeah, he's been after me to invest
in some overseas stuff, I don't know.

- What about the import quota, J.R.?
- Well, you know how it is, Dad.

If you can find it there,
you can sell it there.

- Big world.
- Yeah.

J.R., what about those papers
I'm supposed to sign?

I asked you a few weeks ago to set up
a trust fund for my ex-wife.

Well, you're feeling fine now, Dad...

...and you've been sending checks
for Amanda's care to that institution.

I just don't understand the rush,
that's all.

Tell you what, J.R.

You get on that intercom.

Tell Kristin
to send accountants over here.

Tell her to get ahold of my lawyer,
Harve Smithfield, to get here right away.

I'll take care of this situation myself.

Well, I told you it's in the works.

Well, is it?

I'd like to see the papers.

I lied to you, Daddy.

That's the first time, I swear it.

Why, J.R.?

Mama.

It's none of my business
you were married before, Dad...

...but I can't help feeling as if I'm...

I'm doing something behind her back.

Have you told her yet?

No, it just...

It just never seemed the right time,
that's all.

Now, if you want me to go ahead with
this without telling her, I'll do it. I will.

No.

I'll tell her tonight.

What do you do now?

Keep going back for regular checkups.

Well, that doesn't sound too difficult.

I don't wanna tell Jock.

Miss Ellie, why not?

He gets better-looking as he gets older.

Tall and lean.

There's not an ounce of fat on him.

I admire his beauty.

I know...

...he still has an eye
for a good-looking woman.

How can I tell him that...

That I may need a mastectomy?

lt'll be all right.

He'll turn away from me.

I know he will.

No, he won't.

I just don't think he'll ever be able
to accept me again.

And I don't know if I'll be able to...

To face the possibility of that.

You once told me...

...that your marriage to Jock
was based on honesty.

Now more than ever...

...you've got to trust your love
for each other...

...and that honesty.

Well, I...

I guess it's what I wanted to do
all along.

I'll try and tell him tonight.

Jock, I think you've stirred that drink
long enough.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

Miss Ellie...

...when you've been married
as long as we have...

...you kind of sense
when something's wrong.

Yes, I guess we're beyond
keeping things from each other.

I could see it in your face.

I wanted to talk, Jock.

I guess you picked it up from me.

The other way around.

Well, I...

I never really knew how to tell you...

...but I must have been on
the verge of it a hundred times.

- Tell me what?
- About Amanda.

- Amanda?
- Here I wait 40 years to tell you...

...and wouldn't you know,
it all comes out backwards.

Jock, I don't understand
what you're saying.

Ellie, I'm trying to tell you
about my first wife.

Your first wife?

Yes.

I was married and divorced
before I met you.

Her name was... Is Amanda.

What are you talking about?

Well, when I...

...went hunting with the boys
a few weeks ago and got shot...

...I didn't know whether
I was gonna make it or not.

I realized I had an obligation to her.

Obligation?

Miss Ellie, she's not a well woman.

She had a complete mental breakdown
shortly after we were married.

The doctor finally advised divorce.

I paid all of her sanitarium bills.

I figured that if anything
happened to me...

...there ought to be some sort of a
trust fund to continue those payments.

But I had to talk to you first.

You divorced a woman
because she was sick?

No, Miss Ellie.
It was on doctors' advice.

And you kept this from me?
All this time?

I wanted to tell you, believe me.
I didn't wanna lose you to Digger.

I wasn't so sure of myself
in those days.

What else haven't you told me, Jock?

- What else?
- Nothing.

It was a long time ago,
over 40 years, Ellie.

A long time ago.

You walked out on a sick woman.

If I get sick,
are you gonna walk out on me?

Miss Ellie, come back here!

What do you think that was about?

I've never seen Grandma so angry
before. What were they saying?

I don't know, honey.
J.R., do you know anything about it?

Got me.

Daddy, is there anything I can do?

No, not a damn thing.

- Is Miss Ellie still in the bedroom?
- Yeah, apparently.

Daddy's in the den smoking cigarettes
like he's trying for another heart attack.

Bobby, I'm afraid I may be responsible.

I had lunch with Miss Ellie today...

...and she told me some things
she hadn't told Jock...

...and I said she shouldn't keep anything
from him.

What things?

Honey, what could be so bad...

...that it would make Mama and Daddy
fight like that?

Well, I don't know, but I do know
that she was so on edge...

...that anything could have set her off.

But why?

Bobby, Miss Ellie has a lump
in her breast.

Oh, my God.

- A tumor?
- Dr. Danvers doesn't think so.

But Miss Ellie seems so sure it is.

Well, then we'll get another opinion.

Apparently they've done
all the tests they can.

Now it's just a matter of waiting it out
and Miss Ellie getting frequent checkups.

Something else happened in that den,
something we don't know about.

I don't know.

I just know how worried Miss Ellie was...

...about the way Jock
would take the news.

Well, I don't understand that.
Daddy loves her, she knows that.

Some women worry
that if they aren't perfect in all ways...

...they can't keep their man.

Well, maybe it's time that...

...they understood that a man can love
a woman so much that nothing matters...

...as long as they're together.

That was quite an explosion
from Miss Ellie last night.

Look here. My favorite tie's
got a spot on it.

I don't think I have ever heard her raise
her voice to Jock like that ever before.

Well, it'll blow over.
Here's one with a rip in it.

I tell you, they don't make ties
the way they used to. Doggone it.

You know what it's all about, don't you?

Whatever gave you that idea, honey?

The way you avoided
answering Bobby last night.

Well, you've become quite a little analyst
since you started going to Dr. Elby.

It's serious, isn't it, J.R.?

Never mind, you won't tell me anyway.

I can just imagine what would happen
to your precious Ewing empire...

...if your mom and daddy
were to split up.

You'd have to choose between
Southfork and Ewing Oil.

And I can't imagine you wanting to
give up a piece of either one of them.

Now, hang on, Sue Ellen.

Before you have Mama and Papa divorced
and halfway through a settlement...

...just remember you're only here
because it pleases my mama and papa.

After your little therapy session...

...I want you to stop by The Store and
get me a couple dozen of these things.

Ellen, number three up.

Special on rye, hold the mustard.

- Coffee, Mrs. Ewing?
- Yes, thank you.

Here you are.

Thank you.

Sue Ellen.

Hello.

You care for some company?

Why not.

Hello. Let me have a coffee, black, and
scramble six eggs with the trimmings.

Six eggs?

The usual, Mrs. Ewing?

- No, thank you, Mitzi. Just the coffee.
- Right.

Order up, six eggs.

Do you know I've been in here
a number of times?

Yes.

You know, we had such
a nice conversation at the rodeo...

...and I wanted to talk to you again...

...but right now I feel a little awkward.
- Well, you shouldn't.

I didn't know how to get ahold of you.
I didn't wanna call the ranch.

You could've. It's not as if
you're an ordinary ranch hand.

Your family does own
the Southern Cross ranch.

That makes you an equal of the Ewings.

I wasn't planning on visiting
with the Ewings.

It's you I wanted to see.

Dusty, I think you're getting
the wrong idea.

Am I?

Here you are.

More coffee, Mrs. Ewing?

No, thank you, Mitzi.

- I have to go now.
- Stay and keep me company.

- I have an appointment in Dallas.
- Just spare me a few minutes.

I don't think I should.

You haven't asked why
I went to work at the ranch...

...instead of moving on
like I usually do.

I didn't even think about it.

Want some of these eggs?

I never eat six eggs.

Then why did you order them?

I guess the sight of you
made me hungry.

That looks good.
Pull your end down a little bit.

Perfect, perfect. That's great.

- Hi, Carrie.
- Hi. Do you approve, Mr. Beam?

Oh, yeah, that looks great.
And, listen, it's Alan.

- We're informal around here, all right?
- Okay, thank you.

Yeah, thank you.

J.R., you're wanted on the private line.

J.R. Ewing here.

We've rounded up a bunch of eager
volunteers, printed the leaflets.

- We're open for business, J.R.
- Good.

Missed you at dinner.

I wasn't up to a family dinner.

Mama...

...would it help if we talked about
the problem between you and Daddy?

Thanks, Bobby, I don't want to.
Not now.

Pam told me about your visits
to Dr. Danvers.

- Is that what the fight was about?
- No.

- She told me you were gonna tell him.
- Bobby...

...I try not to pry
into yours and Pam's affairs.

I wish you'd give me
the same consideration.

- Hello?
- Ellie.

This is Harlan. The results
of the Pap test are suspicious.

I want to see you.

Oh, good, Pam. You're still here.

Good morning.
Something I can do for you?

Could you drive me into Dallas again
this morning?

- Why, sure. Dr. Danvers' office?
- No.

Dallas Memorial Hospital.

Am I boring you, Dr. Elby?

Why do you think you're boring me?

Answer a question with a question,
that's what I hate about you.

No, I guess I don't.

How can I hate you when
I don't even know anything about you?

There's gotta be a reason for anger.
It just can't happen in a vacuum.

You're right.

But you can experience an emotion
without always knowing why.

Or having it justified.

I guess so.

But I'm sure that you have patients
much more interesting than I am.

My husband said
that of all the psychiatrists in Dallas...

...you're the one most likely
to get me into bed.

Is that why you're angry with me,
because I haven't tried to seduce you?

I don't wanna be seduced by you
or anybody else.

- May I have a drink of water, please?
- Of course. Help yourself.

You're not much of a gentleman.

You could've gotten me the water
instead of having me get it myself.

Sue Ellen, don't you wanna tell me
what's really on your mind?

Nothing special.

I met a man.

I don't know why I'm making
such a big deal about it.

I hardly even know this man.

I spoke to him at the Ewing rodeo
and again yesterday at a coffee shop.

Actually, I'd gone to the coffee shop
every morning for breakfast...

...hoping that I'd meet him.

He wants to see me again...

...and I'm afraid to see him.

I know he wants me
to go to bed with him.

I don't... I don't know
what's the matter.

I feel so cold inside.

I have no desire for sex.

And I wanna see him again...

...but then, maybe I shouldn't
see him again.

It's not surprising that
you're turned off sexually right now.

You need time for your wounds to heal.

You know, we've never discussed how
you feel about an extramarital affair.

Does it offend you?

Well, it doesn't seem
to be bothering J.R.

Sue Ellen, you're not J.R.

You've learned in your affair
with Cliff...

...what happens to you
when you fight fire with fire.

In other words, I should be careful.

Just try and be Sue Ellen.

Well, I'm afraid I don't even know
who she is yet.

I have a very comfortable position
with Smithfield-Bennett.

I wouldn't be making waves
if I didn't think you could win.

I heard about your fight with J.R.
My dad told me.

I just don't quite understand what kind
of birdseed you're trying to hand me.

You know I'm out to destroy him.

Unless, of course,
you wanna jump on the bandwagon...

...and take a few chops
with your own little ax.

I wanna hit him where it hurts.

And I figure you're the one who can
paint the target on the right place.

But that's not my only motive.

Vengeance is stupid unless
you make something on the deal.

Well, you say you're solid
with Smithfield & Bennett, huh?

Well, that's 60,000 now,
maybe 100,000 in a couple of years.

I'm very good at what I do, Cliff.
Do you mind if I call you Cliff?

You just did.

I like money well enough,
don't get me wrong...

...but I'm also young enough
to wanna make my mark.

How do you intend to do that?

By climbing right to the top,
holding firmly onto your shirttails.

Wait a minute.

You know, you seem to be
overlooking one very important fact.

I'm not running for office. Any office.

You stand for the things
the people in your district want.

It's a natural.

I want you to endorse the
Draft Barnes for Congress movement.

No, can't do that.

Here's a list of people and organizations
that are lining up to back you.

It's flattering. You've been very busy.

I didn't do much, you've got plenty
of support. I just had to organize it.

I'm impressed.

Cliff, are you gonna stop me?

- No.
- That's all I need.

As long as you don't fight me,
I'm gonna make you a winner.

Pam, you didn't have to come up here.
I don't want you to be late for work.

Oh, don't worry, I spoke to Liz.
I'm taking the day off.

Pam, that's not necessary.

They have some tests to make,
then they're just gonna remove the cyst.

Miss Ellie, I know you're expecting it
to be more than that...

...but even if it isn't, you still
have to spend the night in a hospital.

Don't you think you should call Jock
and let him know?

No.

How do you expect to spend
the night away from Southfork...

...without Jock finding out
you're in the hospital?

The man's gonna worry himself sick.

Don't you think
you should be the one to tell him?

Pam, I appreciate your concern for me.

But what I tell or do not tell my husband
is none of your business.

Well, I'm sorry, but I feel especially
close to you, so it is my business.

Stay out of it, Pam.

I can't believe you'd think Jock
wouldn't stand by you at a time like this.

I don't care what you believe.

Excuse me. As soon as you're ready,
Mrs. Ewing, we'd like to start the tests.

Yes, I'll be ready in a minute.
My daughter-in-law is just leaving.

Ms. Laveesy, 1736. Ms. Laveesy, 1736.

Ewing Oil.

Connie, it's Pam. Is Bobby in, please?

Ellie, this is Dr. Mitch Andress.
He'll be doing the surgery.

Hello, Mrs. Ewing.
I'll try to explain everything to you.

Thank you.

- Maybe we'd better wait for Jock.
- No, that's all right. Go ahead.

- Are you sure?
- Please. Tell me what you're gonna do.

The cyst will be removed...

...and we'll have a frozen section done
to test for cancer.

Then there is a chance
that I may need a mastectomy?

Ellie, even if Dr. Andress does find
a tumor, it may not be malignant.

We'd send the tumor down to the lab
while you're on the table.

We can tell very quickly.

Ellie, you know, if there is malignancy...

...you have a choice
other than mastectomy:

Lumpectomy.

That's where just the tumor is removed,
followed by special radiation treatment.

We're getting more experienced
in that area.

No, I don't think so.

If you have to, do the mastectomy.

I know this is very difficult, Mrs. Ewing,
but I think you should know everything.

I do what is known
as a modified radical.

I leave the muscles, which will give you
better use of your arm later...

...but I do remove the lymph nodes.

I see.

After about six months, Ellie,
depending upon what happens...

...I'll have you see a plastic surgeon
for reconstruction.

As good as new, Harlan?

Not exactly.
But they're doing excellent work.

And it will be an important
psychological boost for you.

Anything else?

Only one thing.

If we find that we do have to do
a mastectomy...

...do you want us to wake you first
so we can talk...

...and give you a chance
to think about it again?

No.

I haven't thought about anything else
for weeks.

All right, Ellie.

I'll need your signature
on these two pages.

Nurse.

- Jock?
- Yeah, where is she?

- 302.
- Good. I wanna see her alone.

- Did she say anything to you?
- No, she just doesn't want Jock around.

I don't understand it, Bobby.

- She's been sedated, Mr. Ewing.
- Thank you.

God, I'm so sorry, Ellie.

Why didn't you say something?

It may only be a minor operation.

But Bobby said you're worried
that they'll find cancer.

They might.

But why keep it from me?

I was afraid to tell you.

Afraid? Of what?

Sorry, Mr. Ewing. We have to take
Mrs. Ewing into surgery now.

- Jock.
- Yes, Ellie?

If it's bad...

...if they find cancer...

...will you leave me
like you left Amanda?

- Well, I think we should go to the room.
- I think they need some time together.

Honey, I tried to talk to him,
and he shut me out.

Well, neither one of them
will talk about the argument.

J.R., did he say anything to you
this morning?

- Any mention of what this fight's about?
- Leave me alone, Bob.

Dr. Mondonio, report to Intensive Care.
Dr. Mondonio, report to Intensive Care.

I'm gonna get Daddy a cup of coffee.

We better call the ranch. Lucy will be
getting home. I don't want her to worry.

It's better if I go home and tell her.

Okay. We'll call you
as soon as we know something.

Okay.

This where I catch the bus to Lubbock?

I don't believe you.

- There is a crazy side to you.
- You bet.

Don't you have one?

Don't you ever feel like...

...scaling Reunion Tower...

...or climbing the Eiffel Tower?
The outside of it?

No, I don't think
I've even thought about it.

Well, Sue Ellen, that's what I'm here for,
is to help you think about it.

I wanna cut that rope that's tying you
so firmly to the ground, lady...

...and I want you to fly.
I want you to fly just as high as you can.

Dusty, I'm not ready to fly.

I'm still learning how to walk.

I know you've been hurt.

Remember I met your husband
at the rodeo?

Well, if it was just him,
I could've handled that.

Sue Ellen...

...if you wanna tell me anything
about it, I'm here.

But don't think you have to.

Because I accept you
just the way you are.

That's what's important to me.

I don't know that I'm ready
to trust another man.

Not yet.

Hell, why don't you just
up and leave J.R.

Well, I did once,
and he grabbed me back.

- Well, maybe you need some help.
- You don't know J.R.

He'll find a way to break any man
that gets in his way.

Well, there's no way
he's gonna break me physically...

...and you keep forgetting I am heir
to a whole lot of money if I want it.

Dusty, hold on.

Why do you think that I'd leave J.R.
for you anyway?

Now, wait a minute.
I didn't say, "Leave J.R. for me."

But if you wanna leave,
for whatever reason...

...I wanna be there to help.

- Why?
- Because I care about you.

Dusty, you can't.

You don't even know me.

I'm a snob.

And I can be a witch at times
if I don't get my own way.

Sue Ellen...

...you don't expect me...

...to think that you're all that bad,
now, do you?

Yes.

Not now.

- Not now.
- Well, I'm gonna wait.

I'll see you again soon.

I just can't believe your mom
would check into a hospital for surgery...

...without telling me.

Daddy, don't you think it's time
that you let us know what's going on?

I don't wanna talk about it, Bobby.
J.R. can tell you if he wants.

- I'll be in the waiting room.
- Yes, sir.

You knew all along?

It was told to me in confidence.
There's nothing underhanded about it.

That's a little hard to believe when
you're involved. You better tell me now.

Daddy was married and divorced
before he ever met Mama.

- I don't believe it.
- It's true.

When he told Mama,
she just about exploded.

And what I can't believe
is that he kept the secret all these years.

- Hi, Pam.
- Hi.

- Do you know where Sue Ellen is?
- I think she's out riding.

Lucy...

...Miss Ellie is in
Dallas Memorial Hospital.

- What's wrong?
- She's going to have surgery.

Why?

She's been concerned
about a lump in her breast.

Dr. Danvers and a couple of other
doctors have decided it's a cyst.

- Well, a cyst isn't dangerous, is it?
- I don't think so.

But they want to remove it anyway,
just to be sure.

Is that why Grandma and Grandpa
were arguing last night?

I don't know, baby. They aren't talking.

Do you think there's something
to worry about, Pam?

I'm gonna be honest with you, Lucy.

Miss Ellie's worried that it might be
something more serious.

Now, I want you to be strong.
And be prepared for whatever it is.

- Mr. Ewing.
- Yes.

Mrs. Ewing is back in her room now.
Dr. Danvers would like to see you.

Oh, that's good.
Would you please tell my boys?

They're down there having coffee.

- Hello, Jock.
- Harlan.

- How is she?
- Ellie was right.

Malignant?

My God.

Her breast was full of cysts.

There was a small cancer nearby.

It never registered on the mammogram.

What are you telling me?

We had to perform a mastectomy.

Jock...

...when Ellie wakes up,
we'll have to tell her we took her breast.

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