Transcripts - Forever Dreaming

Believe me, I sympathize. Cliff Barnes hasn't been charged with a crime.

Where there's smoke, there's fire.

Things were bad enough with her in Braddock.

- Now she's living with your brother? - Please, let's try.

The last time we tried, we failed miserably.

Do you have any idea what you're asking?

If those high-and-mighty Ewings go scat-free again...

Learn to take no for an answer.

Well, if she hasn't said no yet...

- Take your hands... - Stop! Stop it! Stop it!

As far as I'm concerned, from now on I don't have a brother.

MAN: Are you sure you don't want an attorney present?

I told you. Hey, look, I am an attorney.

Now, look, this is something that I can... I can handle, you know.

I mean, it's just a screw-up, probably yours.

What do you know about the death of your wife?

Nothing. Nothing. Look, that's what I could list.

My wife and I, we've been separated for many months.

And, hell, last I heard, she was in California.

I didn't know she was in Mexico.

But you do know her friend, Mary Elizabeth?

No, I didn't know her.

Oh, no, wait. I've met her once...

when my sister and I went to California to settle up my wife's affairs.

Is that when you gave her the note on your memo paper we found in her purse?

Didn't give her a note on my paper, I told you that.

And your business card with your home telephone number written in.

Don't suppose you know where she got that.

Yeah, I... No, I gave her that. Uh-huh.

Look, she was injured in the same accident that k*lled my wife.

She was sitting there practically an invalid.

You know, I was just trying to help.

Of course, Mr. Barnes.

Yeah, of course. I'm telling you, this is a frame.

Why would anyone go to such lengths, not to mention the expense...

to involve you in the death of your wife?

Let me tell you something. I'm a businessman.

And businessmen like me make enemies.

Yeah, but I didn't have anything to do with this.

J.R.: Well, I'm nobody to pass judgment...

but everybody knows that Barnes is lower than a snake's belly.

Can you possibly imagine him arranging for somebody to m*rder his wife?

No. I think the whole thing is a mistake.

Of course it is.

The thing is, they found that $ , in that girl's apartment.

Yeah, well, that's the clincher.

Who's gonna believe Barnes would ever cough up $ , ...

to have a job done like that?

Couldn't do it cheap, he'd do it himself, and you know he's not gonna do that.

I must admit, I do feel a little sorry for him.

Yeah. Well, this'll keep him busy.

He won't have time to stick his nose in the running of Ewing Oil.

We can talk about it inside.

J.R.: If he k*lled his wife for percent of Ewing Oil...

who knows what the man is capable of?

I need that injunction, judge.

I do. I can't have a man like that in my organization.

I understand your position, J.R.. And believe me, I sympathize.

But Cliff Barnes hasn't been charged with a crime.

Well, where there's smoke, there's fire.

The police must have some reason to be suspicious of him...

or they wouldn't have brought him in for questioning.

Suspicions, yes, but the evidence is totally circumstantial.

My only concern is my company.

I need you to issue that injunction, judge...

even if it's only temporary.

Well, I suppose I could arrange a temporary injunction.

- How temporary would that be? - A week, maybe.

A wee...? I need more than a week. I mean, a couple of months.

Oh, J.R. Ha.

I could stretch the limit of the law just so far before it starts to screech.

For the sake of our friendship, pour oil on it.

I need all the time I can get, honestly.

Well, I'll see what I can do and I'll let you know.

I appreciate it. I really do.

Oh, listen, while you're at it...

why don't you get a restraining order against Barnes?

I can't have him show up at the office. I really can't.

You're asking a lot, J.R.

I know, I know. But it's important to me.

I appreciate it, judge. Oh, listen.

By the way, I heard some interesting rumblings about a new stock issue.

I know you dabble in the market, so I thought I'd call you when it's gospel.

Oh, I'd be obliged, J.R.

Let me see what I can do about that injunction.

Yeah, and don't forget the restraining order, heh-heh.

MAN : Where do you want this trunk, ma'am?

JENNA: That's upstairs, second bedroom to the left.

MAN : Thank you. MAN : How about this?

Uh, that goes in the kitchen.

Mom. My room is heaven.

It's even bigger than the one I have at Southfork. Wait till Mamie sees it.

Let's get settled in first before you start inviting friends over.

I know, but I can't wait to redecorate it.

I want a big canopy bed with lots of ruffles.

And a big lighted minor. You know, like the kind the movie stars have?

And specially built shelves to hold all my things.

Wait. Wait just a minute, Miss Spendthrift.

Let's get moved in before you start remodeling this house.

I know, but Ray said I could decorate my room.

I know he did, but let's not get carried away. Take this upstairs.

Okay. And Darius is here. I could ride him every day.

Mom, this is so cool.

MAN : What room do you want that trunk in?

JENNA: Charlie, show him where the wardrobes go.

I'm gonna start sorting things out.

How goes the battle? Get everything straightened out?

I was just getting ready to sun all this out.

You look a little frazzled. Here.

Let's get some fresh air, all right?

Thanks. You're a lifesaver.

You ought to be real careful about overdoing it, Jenna.

You can get as much help as we need.

- You just let me know. - No, no, no. I'm okay. I'm okay.

It's just that...

Just what?

I don't know.

I'm still not sure we're doing the right thing.

Southfork is so close.

So?

So won't belong until they find out I'm here.

Jenna, you have no one to hide from.

No one.

I just get the feeling that I really haven't

accomplished a whole lot here, Steve.

You can't be serious, Donna. Since you've been in Washington...

you've changed a lot of attitudes about the oil industry.

DOWLING: He's right.

From what I gather, sounds like members of the Congress, both North and South...

aren't as hard-nosed about the issue as they were.

Well, I hope so. I mean, I have heard some talk...

that they're considering putting a floor under the oil prices.

A floor? Not a tariff?

DONNA: No. Definitely a floor.

The question is, how high is it gonna be?

Well, I've heard the figure $ bandied about.

I think that's wishful thinking.

I've heard it as low as .

Well, you're our resident oil expert.

What do you think's a fair price?

Well, um...

I think we should split the difference. Twenty sounds like a fair price to me.

I could support a number like that.

DONNA: You could?

Well, that's great.

I was beginning to think I was tilting at windmills.

Yeah, I think things are gonna work out just the way you want them to.

I told you not to give up.

Yes, you did.

CLIFF: They "eat me... Treat me like a common criminal!

That's what. I'm gonna sue. I'm gonna sue the city of Dallas...

the police department, the whole damn state of Texas.

They had no right to keep me in jail like that.

Would you please calm down?

You can stomp and rail all you want to...

but you know as well as I do they were within their rights.

They didn't charge you with anything. It's over.

I hate to point this out, but I have a feeling you're a bit premature.

- What do you mean? - I'll tell you what he means.

Although they didn't charge me, they're still investigating.

And they could charge me it they find anything...

that they feel is incriminating.

But the evidence is purely circumstantial.

Many a horse thief had been hanged on the gallows...

of circumstantial evidence.

Oh, Scotty, I can't believe they'd prosecute Cliff...

- let alone convict him. - Oh?

Let's play a little game of courtroom.

Mrs. Ewing, isn't it true...

the defendant was often rude and derisive to his wife in public?

Oh, God. Come on, Scotty.

The witness will answer the question.

Well, Cliff was a little impatient with Jamie.

Why do you suppose he married her in the first place?

I don't know what you mean.

Well, could it possibly have anything to do with a court battle...

in which Jamie sought to gain one-third of Ewing Oil?

- I suppose so. - Wait a minute.

SCOTTY: Now, now, Cliff.

That information is common knowledge.

Any prosecutor worth his salt should uncover it.

The breakup of the marriage.

Was it easy...

or was it what you might call a shouting match?

It wasn't easy.

Didn't you tell me earlier that when Cliff heard"?

This is at the Ewing barbecue.

That when Cliff heard that Jamie got percent of Ewing Oil...

that he had a sudden change of heart?

Oh, you mean about the divorce? Yes, he did.

And how did Mrs. Barnes feel about this sudden turnabout?

Now I think you're just laying it on a little thick.

Let's talk about Los Angeles.

- Did you meet with Mary Elizabeth? - No.

SCOTTY: Did Mr. Barnes meet with Mary Elizabeth?

He went to her apartment.

- You didn't go along? - No.

SCOTTY: You were fond of Jamie.

Mary Elizabeth was the last person to see her alive.

You must have wanted to talk to her to find out about things.

Well, yes, I did, but Cliff seemed to prefer to see her alone.

No, wait a minute. You could have gone along if you wanted to.

Mrs. Ewing, how'd you feel when Cliff inherited...

Jamie's percent of Ewing Oil?

Well, I didn't like it.

In fact, I tried to buy it, but he wouldn't sell.

Why do you suppose he wouldn't sell?

Well, you've got to answer the question.

Because that percent is the most important thing in his life.

It's Cliff's entrée into Ewing Oil.

Important enough for him to k*ll his wife?

Oh, for the love of God.

SCOTTY: All right, you don't need to answer the question.

Well, what do you think?

What do I think?

Well, what do I think of what?

Nice curtains.

Well, it's not big enough to be a show room.

Too high up to be a garage.

It isn't a show room. It's my new office.

- Office? - Mm-hm.

With the nose-dive the company is taking...

you're looking to take up residence in this schmaltzy, overpriced barn?

Don't exaggerate. Business has dropped off a bit...

A bit?

You call percent a bit?

What would you call percent, two bits?

Very funny.

You had to play Madame Bountiful and let the goose that lay the golden egg...

fly off to Hollywood land to make flicks. Brilliant.

I don't think we can blame our temporary setback...

on the loss of Mandy Winger.

Maybe it has something to do with our image.

I think “schlocky“ is the word that you would use to describe...

our present offices, isn't that right?

That's as good a word as any.

Well, I think it's time that we present a positive image.

I can't work out of my home...

or that little cubbyhole in the show rooms we have.

It's time that we have a positive image for our buyers.

Schlock-free, so to speak.

Well...

as long as you're in the process of improving images...

how about improving mine?

I wouldn't say no to a posh little palace for myself.

I am a partner, after all.

You are a -percent partner, Mr. Valentine. Don't forget that.

I didn't think penny-pinching was your thing.

Oh, well, don't go having a little fit.

- I'll think about it. - Good.

And I'll start picking out new furniture.

Oh. I wouldn't do that just yet.

Hmph.

Now you see how easy that is?

It's easy for you. You've been playing golf all your life.

- Well, I could teach you. - Why do you want to?

You practically tore my head off on the driving range just because I was so bad.

If you wouldn't hold the club so tight...

your body would relax and you'd get rhythm to your swing.

Clayton, I must have swung at balls...

and I only... Fact is, I only hit one, feet.

Oh, come on, you listen to me now...

and you'll be all right, okay? Come on. Hold the club the way I told you.

Come on, take your stance. And keep your head down.

No, no, no, Ellie. Get closer to the ball. A little closer.

That's it, that's it, okay. All right?

Now nice and easy, okay?

Well, come on, Ellie.

All right. If you could drive like you putt and putt like you drive...

you'd be a hell of a golfer.

[LAUGHING]

SLY: Oh, no, Mr. Barnes, not again. You can't go in there.

I wanna talk to you, J.R.

I'm sorry, J.R. He just pushed past me.

It's all right. The Barnes’s have never been known for their manners.

- Do you want me to call Security? - No, not yet.

This is becoming a habit with you, Barnes, and a bad one.

Say what you have to say and get out.

I've had plenty of time to think about it.

I've come to the conclusion that the only person...

that would want to see me spend the night in jail is you.

Every time you get in trouble, you think I'm to blame.

Because dirty tricks always have J.R. Ewing's name on them, that's why.

Now, you manufactured all that evidence against me...

because you found out...

that I'm gonna inherit percent of Ewing Oil through Jamie.

I figured out your problem. You're paranoid.

No. No. You're not gonna manipulate me.

I'm gonna keep that percent and use it to beat you at your own game.

[CHUCKLING]

Texas will make Spanish its official language before that happens, Barnes.

-Now you've had your say. Get out. CLIFF: Hey.

I own percent of this company. I will leave when I am ready.

Well, I have here a restraining order...

signed by the duly elected judge of Braddock County that says otherwise.

Now you can call Security, Sly.

Yes, JR.

Are you gonna go peacefully or do you need a little hand?

I'm going. But it's only because I'm ready.

And I'll be back.

Oh, thank you, Judge Loeb.

Heh, heh. Thank you.

How about you guys?

That's good.

Oh, I'll have to get back to you.

Mr. Wendell, I'm sorry.

As I told you before when you called, Cliff won't be in this afternoon.

Yes, I know. Would you see if Pam has a moment to spare, please?

PAM [OVER SPEAKER]: Yes, Jackie?

Pam, Jeremy Wendell is here. He'd like to see you.

To see me?

WENDELL: Tell her it would be in her best interests.

JACKIE: He said... I heard him.

Show him in.

PAM: Are you sure you're here to see the right person?

No doubt in my mind about it.

All right. I'm listening.

Presently, I'm holding a promissory note...

as collateral on a company in which you have some interest.

Oh.

Wentworth Tool and Die.

That's impossible.

I loaned your brother $ million.

He used his share of Wentworth Tool and Die as collateral.

I can't believe this.

It was a condition of the loan that it'd be repaid within three days of demand.

And you called it in?

I did.

Unfortunately, your brother cannot come up with this money.

My mother meant for this company to stay in our family.

Well, I certainly appreciate your wanting to respect her feelings in the matter.

How much?

On the other hand, I have no particular desire to obtain it.

How much?

Six million plus four.

You interested?

I'll have a check to you in hours.

You can make it out to Westar Oil.

And now, if you don't mind...

Not at all. I'm sure we both have things to do.

[BUTTON CLICKS]

-Jackie? JACKIE: Yes?

Where's my brother?

JACK: Well, you can call off your dogs, Bobby.

You've been looking for me hard enough. Well, here I am.

- Jack, I, uh... - It's okay, Bobby. I, uh...

I heard about Jamie's accident.

I can't tell you how sorry I am. I know you and she were pretty close.

Well, you know, it's a little like a nightmare that just doesn't end.

I guess I just don't really believe she's gone yet.

She was so young.

Anyway, I've been staying away because I knew you and J.R...

would be after me for Jamie's percent.

You don't know.

Know what?

Jamie died without obtaining a divorce from Cliff...

and without signing her will...

so the percent was granted to him and not to you.

That creep has no right to any part of Ewing Oil, much less Jamie's pan.

That's why I've been trying to find you. You've gotta stay in Dallas and help us.

No.

I can't do it, Bobby. I, uh...

There's just nothing left inside of me anymore. I mean, I feel hollow.

Empty.

Then the best place for you is right here. I mean, after all, we are family.

Family?

I wish I never would have heard of the Ewing family.

They brought me nothing but misery and heartache.

If I'd never come to Dallas and gotten involved with you...

Jamie might just still be alive today.

- You can't blame yourself for that. - Who am I gonna blame?

No.

No, I am leaving Dallas for good.

- This isn't my fight. - The hell it isn't.

Look, I said just deal me out.

If it's not your fight, whose is it?

Jamie wanted you to have her piece of the company.

Okay, so what if I do get it back? April gets half of it.

Wouldn't you rather April get percent...

than Cliff Barnes get any part of it?

Look, once we've won, you can leave town if you want to.

But right now, prove yourself a Ewing.

Jamie left those shares to you in her will.

A will she never lived long enough to sign.

That doesn't alter the fact that she wanted you to have them.

Come on, Jack. You've gotta do this for her. And for us.

She would've wanted you to fight with us.

Why don't you stop telling me what my sister wanted me to do?

What makes you think you knew her? You never gave her the time of day.

- That's not true. - Oh, bull.

Look, you and J.R. handle Cliff Barnes any way you like.

I just wanna be left alone.

J.R.: Hey, have I got some good news.

Judge Loeb granted a restraining order and an injunction against Cliff Barnes.

I don't think we'll make it stick, but we'll slow him down.

Good.

Are my ears hearing me right? Did you say “good“?

I never thought I'd see you side with us against your brother.

I don't think Cliff deserves Jamie's percent any more than you do.

I wish Jack felt the same way.

Jack?

- You found Jack? - I didn't find him.

He found me at the Oil Baron's Club.

Oh, Bobby, now that's really good news. Where's he staying?

I don't know that.

- You don't know? - I didn't get a chance to ask him.

He was real broken up about Jamie's death.

Well, that's understandable. She was his only sister.

All the more reason for him to stand with us against Barnes.

J.R., Jamie's only been dead a couple of weeks.

It takes time to get over a less like that.

Your problems will be the last thing to be in his mind.

I agree with Clayton. He just wants to be left alone.

You're a feel if you think we can beat Barnes without Jack.

You should never have let him go.

What would you want me to do, tie him up?

Hell, yes, if that was necessary to keep him from leaving.

BOBBY: He wants to be left alone for a while.

- You realize how important he is to us? - course I realize it.

What you don't realize is he doesn't care.

Well, you should've made him see the light.

Our chances of getting that percent back are slim to none without him.

Mrs. Farlow, should I serve dinner now?

Yes, please, Teresa. At least at the dinner table, we'll get relief...

from this endless arguing about business.

Yeah, let's have dinner.

Sue Ellen, where you going?

J.R., I thought you were asleep.

I've been up half the night...

thinking about how Bobby let Jack just walk out on him.

Well, apparently. The way Jack feels right now...

there's nothing he could do to stop him.

Well, that's just stupidity on Bobby's pan.

If he had used his head, he'd at least found out where Jack was staying.

You don't think that they're gonna allow Cliff to keep those shares, do you?

Not if I can stop it.

But that's not gonna be easy without Jack's help.

You'll think of something.

Sue Ellen, don't go.

God, it's so wonderful having you here.

Well, it's wonderful for me too.

Then why don't you come back for good?

Have Teresa move your things in here tomorrow.

Into my room. Our room.

I want to.

I really do, but I'm afraid to.

The last time we tried, we failed miserably.

Oh, darling. I think we can make it work.

Please, let's try.

Oh, Sue Ellen.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

- Bob. - Hello, Ray.

I, uh, didn't expect you until this afternoon.

Oh, I called the office. My first two appointments were canceled.

I figured I'd swing by.

Gets a little nippy out here. Mind if I come in?

- Sure, come on in. - Okay.

I know things have been a little bit awkward between us...

ever since the wedding.

I can't tell you how glad I was to get your call to stop by.

Well, I'm glad you came out.

There's something I wanna tell you about.

All right. You know how I feel about mending fences.

Ray, before I leave, I have to get that bag with...

Hi, Bobby.

Hi, yourself.

What are you doing here so early in the morning, Charlie?

I live here.

- You what? - It's what I wanted to tell you about.

JENNA: Ray, have you seen those"?

Jenna, is this true? You live here?

Yes, it's true, Bob.

I don't believe it.


You said you wanted to sever all connections to the Ewings.

You have a damn funny way of doing that.

What I do is no concern of yours.

BOBBY: No concern?

The fact that Jenna and Charlie are living here...

is nobody's business but mine and theirs.

-The hell it is. RAY: Well, you got a lot of nerve.

You leave Jenna to go fend for herself, and then you object when I help her.

Help her or help yourself?

-What? BOBBY: I just think it's a little strange.

Three and a half seconds after your divorce, they move in.

You sure you're not trying to make her a substitute for Donna?

- What? - Get out of my house.

Not till I understand what's going on.

I said, get out of my house, now.

-Keep your hands off me, Ray. JENNA: What is this? Stop!

CHARLIE: Make them step! - For God's sake!

Please.

There's not another man alive that I'd let get away with that.

It's all right.

I'm sorry.

NANCY: It seems strange to me. Are you sure they got all that evidence?

Yup. From what I can tell.

They've got some video cassettes of meetings...

the Ewings had with Calhoun.

They even used ultrasensitive microphones.

Picked up some pretty interesting conversations.

They're just burying it?

Like I told you, as far as the CIA is concerned, the case is closed.

I don't know.

It's funny to me no one seems to care...

that the Ewings practically start a w*r just for their own benefit.

I never said that.

I'll bet the Justice Department would care plenty.

If they knew about it.

Isn't there some way they could find out?

No. All the information concerning the case...

has been completely locked away and forgotten.

That doesn't have to be, does it?

Nancy, what are you suggesting?

I mean, you've got a key to that place.

Couldn't you get some information?

Not a whole bunch, something that we could give to the Justice Department.

Sis, that's crazy.

Do you have any idea what you're asking?

I can't get it off my mind, Alfred.

Ever since you told me about that evidence...

If those high-and-mighty Ewings go scat-free again...

when I know there is a way we can put them behind bars...

I just don't think that...

I just don't think that I could...

I could live with myself.

I couldn't.

I couldn't live with myself.

Good afternoon, Jackie. How are you this fine day?

Gee, it's great to see you in such a good mood.

I got a call from the LA. Police.

It was all some stupid mistake, and I'm free as a bird.

Not that that surprises me because the morons...

never had a case against me to begin with.

- Pam here? - Yeah, she's in her office.

Ha, ha, Fantastic news.

I've been cleared of all those trumped-up charges...

which I will lay you - - that J.R. Ewing was behind.

You know, even I am amazed at how low that man would sink.

Low?

Compared to you, J.R. is a saint.

How could you jeopardize what Mama left you?

Huh?

Mama's company, Wentworth Tool and Die?

Oh, God, no. Wait a minute.

Now, wait a minute. See, I can explain.

Explain? Oh, I would like to hear that.

Explain to me how you sold it to Jeremy Wendell...

matter swearing to me that he was the last man...

on the face of the earth you'd consider selling to.

Pam, it's far more complicated than that.

Oh, complicated?

Are things too complicated for you, Cliff?

Well, I tell you what I'm gonna do for you.

I'm gonna simplify things for you.

I'm gonna walk out of here for good.

It's all yours now. You're all alone.

You're in charge. Does that make things simple! for you?

Pam, you don't understand.

Oh, but I do understand.

I've had it. I've had it with your explanations...

your excuses, your lies and your fabrications!

I am finished.

- No, wait, you can't do that. - Oh, but I can.

I am finished.

I may love you, but I don't like you.

And as far as I'm concerned, from now on I don't have a brother.

[WATER SPLASHING]

-Bobby, is that you? BOBBY: Yeah, honey. I'll be right out.

Well, you're not gonna believe what my brother did this time.

- All right, what did he do? - Well, I...

[GASPS]

What happened to your face?

Oh. Don't worry, it'll heal.

Well, what happened?

It's just a minor disagreement, that's all.

It doesn't look like a minor disagreement. With who?

All right.

With Ray.

Ray?

Ray called this morning after you'd gone to work.

He wanted me to talk to him. I...

I went to his place and I discovered...

that Charlie and Jenna have moved in with Ray.

You can't be serious.

I'm afraid I am.

Things were bad enough with her living in Braddock.

Now she's living with your brother?

I know how much this hurts, but I don't know what to do about it.

Next thing you know, he'll be bringing her to dinner...

right here at Southfork, baby and all!

Damn it, Bobby!

[GLASS BREAKS]

[HORSE NEIGHING]

Jenna?

I think that male is gonna foal tonight.

Got one of the hands out there keeping an eye on it.

I'm gonna go out and check in a few minutes.

See, the thing is, Charlie's been bugging me.

She wants to go out and watch.

What do you think, Jenna?

Ray, I've been thinking about it all day.

Charlie and I can't stay here.

Well, we went all over that this morning when Bobby left.

I know.

I just don't think it's gonna work.

It won't if you don't give it a chance, that's for sure.

Don't you wanna stay?

Of course I do.

Well, then, you'll stay. That's all. It's simple.

Well, I wish it were that simple.

Ray, I never wanted to come between you and your family.

Jenna, it's like I told Bobby. What we do is our business.

The rest of the world can just go hang.

And if the Ewings can't accept the way I run my life, they can go hang too.

- But, Ray... - There's no buts about it.

This is my house.

You and Charlie are welcome to stay.

So, what do you say?

We'll stay.

Great. Where's Charlie?

Velcro. That's the ticket.

- Ticket to what? - Our newline of lingerie.

We could call it “the breakaway bodice.“

See, the way I got it figured, too many sweet young things...

have been getting their tender flesh pinched...

in all them nasty hooks and eyes.

Oh.

Well, I didn't realize the situation was so serious.

Oh, they're murderous. Absolutely murderous.

And now it we were to substitute a strip of Velcro...

- Instead of hooks and eyes. - Right-o.

Not only does it remove the danger.

Think what it will do to facilitate the removal of all those nasty...

waist-pinchers.

Has that been a problem as well?

Well, under certain circumstances, it could be.

It takes forever to undo all them hooks and eyes.

Mr. Valentine, shame on you.

- Sue Ellen, what a surprise. - Oh, April.

Sue Ellen, you know this gorgeous creature?

Uh, yes. This is April Stevens.

We have a habit of running into each other.

I'd like you to meet Oswald Valentine, a business associate of mine.

- How do you do? - Uh-huh.

Did you get the puppy?

SUE ELLEN: Uh, no, did you?

Um, no, I decided that the companionship wasn't quite worth...

the wear and tear on the carpets.

Sue Ellen, you never cease to amaze me.

Why have you kept...

this tender flower of womanhood hidden from me?

This is a face that could launch orders a week.

You're a model, right?

No, I'm not.

Well, baby doll, you could be.

Maybe we should talk about this sometime.

I'm very flattered, Mr. Valentine.

Please, don't stand on formality with me.

Why don't you rest your little hands and feet?

Please, join us.

Thank you.

Now, this is a today kind of face.

Really, I'm very flattered, but I have no experience.

Well, you can walk and talk and smile, can't you?

There's nothing more to it than that.

Mr. Valentine, you'll have to learn to take no for an answer.

Well, she hasn't said no yet, have you, little lady?

Well, then I'll say it.

No.

Catch the phones for me, will you, Alfred?

I've gotta run these things up to Section H.

- Old Man Jurgens called three times. - All right.

You'd think the world would end...

if this man didn't get what he wanted when he wanted it.

[DOOR OPENS]

WOMAN: I knew it.

That jerk. He didn't have the courtesy to even say “thank you.“

[CHATTERING]

Hello, Cliff.

Celebrating, I see.

I must have made you a very happy man.

I made it possible for Tool and Die to stay in your family.

That must please you. It certainly pleased your sister.

Wendell, I didn't think you were capable of such a rotten deal.

You knew that I did not want my sister to know about that deal.

If you're talking about my means of getting my loan repaid...

you brought that about by your own stupidity.

Hey, maybe you're right. Maybe I should have leveled with her.

- Would've been a first. - Hey.

You had no business going to my sister for that money.

I had every intention of paying you back.

And now with your meddling...

you have alienated the one person that mattered.

Who is that, your financier?

Ha, ha, ha, ha.

No, my sister.

That's the only person I have left that I really care about.

You brought it on yourself by lying to cover your inadequacies.

And then not being clever enough to carry that off.

I would have paid you back!

Well, they say human race will be extinct too.

Of course, that's not a problem that concerns you.

You're very smug.

You think you're untouchable. I tell you, I'll get you.

I promise you, I will get you back when you least expect it.

Mr. Barnes, Mr. Wendell, please.

It's all right, Dora Mae.

I think you better cancel my reservation.

I'm not gonna eat here tonight. Ambience leaves a bit to be desired.

Of course, Mr. Wendell. Perhaps another evening.

I told him, huh?

[LAUGHING]

All right, I admit it. I set Barnes up.

But I knew the police couldn't make it stick.

In the long run, nobody got hurt, not even Barnes.

What about that girl in California?

She might've been inconvenienced, but she wasn't hurt either.

In the meantime, she walked away with $ , .

You've gotta stop playing so fast and loose with other people's lives.

Well, Bobby, I gained a little time.

If you hadn't let Jack slip through your fingers...

We“. he didn't have much of a choice, JR.

Well, if you're not a sight for sore eyes.

- I never thought I'd see you again. - Neither did I.

The way Bobby was talking, it sounded like you were off in the woods...

and was never coming back.

-J.R. JACK: That's all right, Bobby.

No, I guess I have been feeling pretty sorry for myself.

- Can I fix you a drink? - Yeah, Scotch, rocks, sounds good.

Jack, I hope your being here means what I think it does.

I've been giving our conversation a lot of thought, Bobby.

I decided that you're right.

Jamie wanted me to have her share of Ewing Oil...

and I owe it to her to see that he! wishes are carried out.

Does that mean you're gonna stick with us and tight Cliff Barnes?

Whatever it takes.

I gotta take my hat off to you, Jack. You are a Ewing through and through.