Cliff, what have you done?
What have you done?
How's my brother, doctor?
He's, uh, critical, sir.
Bobby was sh*t in your office, J.R.
That means someone
was trying to k*ll me.
CHARLIE:
Mama.
- Who'd wanna sh**t Bobby?
- I don't know.
Unless you think I had something to do
with Bobby being sh*t.
I think you went to the Ewing offices
to k*ll J.R. and you sh*t Bobby by mistake.
Ewing!
[g*nsh*t]
J.R., I wanna talk to you.
You and your lousy schemes.
You've ruined everything.
Oh, my God.
[GASPS]
Oh, my God.
Bobby.
[SO BS]
Cliff.
Cliff, what have you done?
What have you done?
[SO BS]
[DIALING THEN TELEPHONE BEEPS]
WOMAN OPERATOR:
May I help you? This is the operator.
Somebody's been sh*t.
I need an ambulance.
LUCY:
J.R.
Lucy. Where is everyone?
- I'm everyone.
- What's that supposed to mean, honey?
Well, it means that Bobby's out,
probably with Jenna.
And Sue Ellen isn't here.
Not here, huh? Where is she?
I don't know, I didn't see her.
Teresa just said she left in a hurry.
Listen, I wanna know
what happened with Peter.
Well, I have reliable information
he's on his way to New York right now.
New York? Why is he going to New York?
There's a lot of psychologists in New York.
He ought to fit in pretty well.
Wait a minute. Back up.
How can he leave Dallas
if he's lacing trial?
What about his bail?
They've, uh...
They've dropped all charges against him.
- How'd that happen?
- Lack of evidence.
Lucy, I don't wanna talk
about Peter Richards anymore.
[SCOFFS]
Charges dropped?
Lack of evidence?
Peter's on his way to New York.
And Sue Ellen is back in your room.
- So?
- So?
It's all very neat, J.R.
Almost like someone
with a lot of power and influence...
...stepped in and settled the case.
I don't appreciate
your tone of voice, Lucy.
You set Peter up, didn't you?
I'm going upstairs. Good night, darling.
[LUCY SIGHS]
Peter was playing around with Sue Ellen
and you found out.
I've been a damned fool.
Nobody around here cares
about anyone or anything.
[SIGHS]
[DOOR CLICK OPENS]
[DOOR SHUTS]
[SHOWER WATER PATTERING]
[DOOR CLICKS OPEN]
Uh, hello.
We had an agreement.
I'm here.
You were supposed to be at home
and in bed waiting for me.
Where were you?
Out.
[SCOFFS]
That's not an answer, Sue Ellen.
It's all the answer you're going to get.
Darling, that kind of attitude
is not gonna help our relationship any.
What relationship?
That really is a laugh, J.R.
Well, it's the only one you've got new.
You'd better make the best of it.
Tsk. Get undressed.
I need another drink.
I'll be back in a minute.
[DOOR SHUTS]
[SIREN WAILING]
POLICEMAN:
Clear the lobby, please.
Everybody stand back.
Stand back, please.
Please clear the area.
Have them stand back over here.
Stand back in the hallway. Please.
[CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
Huh?
[GRUNTS]
Hello?
Ray? Edgar Randolph.
Where the hell have you been?
- Who is it?
RAY [WHISPERS]: It's Randolph.
EDGAR:
I'm in Dallas.
Look, we need to talk to you.
We had a call from Martha.
I wanna talk to you too.
It's a terrible time, Ray.
[SOBBING]
It's a terrible time.
Well, where are you?
I'm...
[SO BS]
No, no, I can't talk to anyone now.
I'll meet you.
Pacific and Akard, tomorrow.
EDWARD:
Eight in the morning.
Well, wait a minute.
[CLICKS]
Well, what did he say?
Not much.
Said he'd meet us
tomorrow morning downtown.
Well, why not now?
What's the matter with right now?
[SIGHS]
I don't know. He sounded terrible.
I think I'd better call J.R.
[SIGHS]
[DIALING]
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
Yeah, hello?
RAY:
J.R., inst had a call from Randolph.
Everything all right there?
Yeah, everything's fine here.
Well, he sounded
like he'd done something.
RAY:
Or he's planning on doing something.
Ray, I don't expect to lose a minute's sleep
worrying about Edgar Randolph.
Well, you're welcome.
I'm certainly glad I called you.
[SIGHS]
You and I are more worried about this
than he is.
[SCOFFS]
I don't care what J.R. feels.
We are gonna keep that appointment
in the morning.
Who called?
Ray.
What did he want?
Nothing.
Come on, honey, we have
more important things to attend to...
...than worry about
a phone call from that cowboy.
Please, J.R., you've got to give me
a little more time.
[LAUGHS]
Except for one night, honey, you've been
out of my bed for a whole year.
That's enough time.
J.R., I'm just not ready. Don't force me.
All I want you to do
is give me the same kind of attention...
...that you gave that college boy.
If it helps you, think of him, honey.
J.R., please.
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
[SIGHS]
You'd think the servants could answer
the phone around here every now and then.
Hello?
WOMAN: Is this the Ewing residence?
- Who is this?
This is Dallas Memorial Hospital
Emergency.
Mr. Bobby Ewing
has just been brought in.
NURSE:
He's been sh*t.
Bobby's been sh*t?
A little while ago at the Ewing offices.
He's in surgery now.
I'm his brother. I'll be right there.
- Is he all right?
- I don't know.
I'm coming with you.
[CAMERA CLICKING]
Tell me again, Miss Cooper, what were you
doing up here at 8:30 at night?
I said I had a meeting with J.R. Ewing.
This is Mr. Ewing's appointment book.
Your name is not in it.
Not for tonight. Not any time.
I called.
He picked up the phone.
I knew he was here.
And he asked you to come up here
at this time of night?
No, I didn't say anything.
I heard his voice. I hung up.
And then I... I just came
right over hereto see him.
Why didn't you say anything?
I didn't think he'd wait
if he knew it was me.
FOGARTY:
Why is that?
[SIGHS]
We don't like each other,
Captain Fogany.
Miss Cooper, did you just come up here
to talk to Mr. J.H. Ewing?
Yes, of course.
Isn't it possible
you had something else in mind?
What are you getting at?
What did you come up here
to talk about?
It's personal.
I see.
Miss Cooper, you realize of course...
...that Mr. Bobby Ewing was sh*t
in Mr. J.H. Ewing's office.
Yes.
How soon after the sh**ting
did you call for help?
I don't know when he was sh*t.
I called just as soon as I found Bobby.
Are you trying to say that I did it?
I'm not saying anything, Miss Cooper.
I think I want a lawyer.
You're not under arrest.
Then I'm going right over to the hospital
to find out about Bobby.
We may wanna talk to you again.
You can talk to my lawyer the next time.
FOGARTY:
Don't leave town unless you call us.
Miss, uh...
Miss, ahem, can you tell me
about Bobby Ewing? I'm his brother.
He's been moved to an operating room.
Just a minute.
I'll get Dr. Halperson, one of the doctors
who worked on him in Emergency.
- J.R., what is it?
- Oh, she went to get the doctor.
He's gonna tell us
what's the matter with Bobby.
NURSE [ON PA SYSTEM]: Dr. Ward, go to 561 West.
- Mr. Ewing.
- How's my brother, doctor?
He's critical, sir.
We did our best to stabilize him here
but he had two b*llet wounds...
...and he was bleeding internally
and he was in shock.
Apparently, both b*ll*ts
penetrated the intestinal tract.
Uh, he was also grazed by a third b*llet
across the temple.
HALPERSON:
We don't think that one did any damage.
How serious are the other wounds?
We won't know
till the surgical team opens him up.
Sony to be so graphic.
Will he be all right?
Can't say yet.
Uh, it looks serious, very serious.
Folks, there's a more comfortable place
to wait over there by the operating rooms.
It, uh, you'd like to go over there. It's liable
to be a long time before you know anything.
All right. Thank you, doctor.
Well, they're taking long enough,
that's for sure.
J.R., we've only been here for an hour.
I'm gonna get some coffee.
Anybody want any?
LUCY:
No, thank you.
Afton, what the hell
are you doing here anyhow?
I came to find out about Bobby.
Oh, how did you know about Bobby?
I was the one who found him.
You found him after he'd been sh*t?
Yes. Didn't anyone tell you?
Oh, we haven't seen anyone.
What were you doing at the office?
AFTON [SIGHS]: I went there to see you.
I had just found out what you did to Cliff.
That's not important now.
What did the police say?
They didn't say anything.
They just asked a lot of questions.
They don't know who sh*t him?
No. They also don't know
what he was doing in your office.
My office?
Yes. Bobby was sh*t in your office, J.R.
There were b*llet holes
right through the back of your chair.
Oh, my God.
That means
someone was trying to k*ll me.
[BIRDS SINGING
AND TELEPHONE RINGING]
- Hello?
- Jenna?
It's Sue Ellen.
JENNA [ON PHONE]: Good morning. How are you today?
I just wanted you to know
that Bobby was all right.
What are you talking about?
What's wrong with Bobby?
SUE ELLEN [ON PHONE]: I was hoping
you hadn't heard the news reports. Uh...
I didn't wanna call you until
we were sure that he was out of danger.
Was there an accident?
SUE ELLEN:
Na.
Bobby was working late
at the office last night and, ML...
Somebody sh*t him.
sh*t him? Where is he?
SUE ELLEN:
Dallas Memorial.
He's in the recovery room right now.
We just spoke to the doctor.
And he came through the surgery well.
I'll be right there.
Okay. I'll wait for you.
Mama, what happened?
Ha... Um...
Bobby's okay. Uh...
He's been hurt
but the doctor says he'll be all right.
Can I go with you?
Mmm...
Maybe you better stay home, okay?
In fact, maybe you shouldn't
go to school today.
CHARLIE:
Mama.
Who'd wanna sh**t Bobby?
I don't know.
I've got to get dressed.
RAY:
What time is it?
DONNA:
It is only 8:15.
RAY:
Edgar said 8:00. I'm sure about it.
DONNA:
Ray, you can wait 15 more minutes.
I mean, what's the big deal?
I couldn't tell exactly from what he said
on the phone last night...
...what he's planning to do.
You did talk to J.R., right?
He was okay.
so you know Edgar didn't get to him.
I'm telling you,
he sounds like he's off the deep end.
What about that cruise that he
and Martha were supposed to go on?
I thought that would let him
make peace with himself.
Listen to me. JR. desiroved
the man's career and his integrity.
Don't you think it would take more than
a little cruise to forget something like that?
[DONNA SIGHS]
RAY:
Hey. Hey, they're talking about Bobby.
It looks like he's been hurt.
Better call Southfork.
There's a big sale at NorthPark today.
Why don't we skip lunch
and see what bargains we can find?
Oh, I don't think I can.
I have a feeling
today is gonna be very busy.
Hey, isn't that your boss's car?
Yes, it is.
Excuse me, Sally. I'll talk to you later.
JACKIE:
Cliff?
Cliff?
Cliff, wake up.
Cliff, you're sleeping in the parking lot.
Wake up.
[MUMBLING]
What? Jackie?
Cliff, I tried to reach you
half the night last night.
I think I really tied one on.
Ha, I don't blame you,
with good news like that.
What good news?
You don't know?
What? Did I get an extension on my loan?
Better than that.
Bull Dawson called. Tract 340 came in.
He says it's the biggest strike ever.
My God. I struck oil?
[CHUCKLES]
Was that before
Vaughn Leland's deadline ran out?
Yes. The news came in
from the Gulf while he was there.
He wanted to shut you down
and he couldn't.
You mean I won?
Yes.
[LAUGHS]
You mean I b*at Vaughn Leland?
- Yes.
- You mean that...?
- You mean that I b*at J.R.?
- Yes.
After all this time, I've finally won.
Yes, yes.
Here, let me help you up to the office.
Ha, ha, I won! I won!
I am a winner!
I'm a winner! I won!
JACKIE:
Yes.
[CLIFF LAUGHS AND CHEERS]
KATHERINE:
I want it, Irene.
IRENE:
Katherine, the house isn't on the market.
KATHERINE: Don't you understand?
This is my family's home.
I was raised here.
Now, I'm moving back to Houston
and I wanna live here.
[REPORTER ON RADIO
SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
IRENE: I know, but the owners
may not want to sell.
KATHERINE:
Everything is for sale at the right price.
IRENE:
I'll do my best.
KATHERINE:
I want you to do more than your best.
And after I get the house...
...there's an enormous bonus
along with your commission.
Miss Wentwonh, there's something
on the radio about your sister's ex-husband.
Oh, tum it up, please.
REPORTER: --said that two b*ll*ts only
entered Mr. Ewing's body.
And both b*ll*ts were removed
during five hours of surgery...
...at Dallas Memorial Hospital.
A spokesman announced this morning...
...that Mr. Bobby Ewing
was still in critical condition.
Mr. Ewing was found at the Ewing offices
by a Miss Afton Cooper...
...apparently only minutes
after the sh**ting.
The fact that he was discovered
so quickly, the spokesman said...
...is probably the reason
he has survived so far.
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
Barnes-Wentwonh.
Jackie, it's Pam.
Pam, where are you?
I've been trying to find you.
I'm in San Antonio. I'm gonna head
to the Gulf in a couple of days.
I wanted to call Cliff and congratulate him.
I just read about his oil strike.
Didn't you hear about Bobby?
No.
Is something wrong?
He was sh*t.
Oh, my God.
I checked with the hospital
about an hour ago.
He seems to be out of danger.
Jackie, I'm coming back to Dallas.
Well, I just can't understand it, Fogany.
I don't see how--
Look, would you just leave that, please?
Thank you, this is fine.
Fogany, I cannot believe
that you don't have any leads yet.
The sh**ting took place less than
24 hours ago. We're not miracle men.
Somebody pumped b*ll*ts into my brother,
thinking it was me, by the way.
And that person is loose on the streets.
What kind of police force are you running?
One of the best and you know it.
But we need physical evidence.
All the lab tests aren't ready.
We took a b*llet out of the wall
right over here. It was damaged.
What about the b*ll*ts
they dug out of my brother?
It's too soon for that kind 01a report.
But we do know it's a .38.
Ballistics can't give us any more than that
until we find the w*apon.
Those sh*ts were obviously meant for me.
Now, my life's in danger.
I agree.
Now, we're looking into a list of suspects.
Afton Cooper appears in the clear.
Cliff Barnes is another story.
We're checking on him.
The same goes for Edgar Randolph,
but we don't know where he is.
Now, that man
actually threatened my life.
- You know that, don't you?
- I know.
What about Katherine Wentwonh?
She's in Houston.
The police there are investigating.
All right. Just one other person.
A young man
by the name of Peter Richards.
Richards, hmm?
Any idea where I can find him?
Yes, he just moved to New York.
Well, I'll call New York
and check on that one.
Until you find the maniac
that tired these sh*ts...
...I'm gonna get myself some protection.
I'll have bodyguards 24 hours a day.
Somebody tried to k*ll me.
And you can be damned sure I'm not
gonna give them a chance to try again.
- Dr. Forbes?
FORBES: Yes?
- Can we come in?
FORBES: Certainly.
- He's still groggy from the anesthesia.
- Is he gonna be all right, doctor?
Well, as I said after the surgery,
he's a strong man.
FORBES:
He should do fine.
[BOBBY MOANS]
Bobby, you're all right now.
Jenna?
[GASPS]
Yes, my love, I'm here.
Jenna, what the hell happened?
You've had some surgery.
BOBBY:
Huh?
You've been sh*t.
JENNA:
But you're gonna be just fine.
The doctor's here.
Did something happen to my eyes?
BOBBY:
Jenna, I can't see.
Ican't see.
SLY:
J.R., Mrs. Stone is here.
The building is crawling
with security people.
There are six downstairs
and one in your reception area.
Bobby was sh*t
herein this office, honey.
Whoever tried before might try again.
Well, you solved
that little mystery for me.
I know 01a dozen people
who'd like to sh**t you, including me.
But Bobby is a pussycat.
Huh. Well, thanks, Marilee.
I thought we were friends.
Not after that stupid stunt you pulled.
You cost me a fortune.
If I had a g*n, I'd put a b*llet
between your eyes right now.
You're rambling on like you're demented.
Now, what are you talking about?
Well, I thought
you were wired into everything.
My brother's been sh*t.
The latest report from the hospital
is that he was also blinded.
Now, I am in no mood
to play guessing games with you, Marilee.
You act like you don't know
what Cliff Barnes did.
What does Cliff Barnes
have to do with this?
He just brought in what could be
the richest tract in the Gulf.
Cliff Barnes struck oil?
[SCOFFS]
Don't tell me you didn't know.
I've been all tied up with police
and Bobby's sh**ting and everything, uh...
I should've been part
of that oil strike, J.R.
I was partners with Cliff Barnes
until you talked me out of it.
Now, just hold on, Marilee. I made
suggestions based on Barnes' history.
You talked yourself out of that, honey.
Don't try and twist the facts, J.R.
I'm not part of that field
and it's your fault.
There will be other tracts.
Not with you, there won't be.
I'm gonna see Cliff Barnes.
And I'm gonna beg him to forgive me.
You know that the cartel
and every independent in Texas...
...will be lining up
to do business with him.
He was lucky, that's all.
[SCOFFS]
Well, that luck could make him
a mighty big man in this town.
And you, J.R..
you're on your way out, finished.
You're yesterday's news.
JENNA: Maybe we should've waited
in Bobby's room.
Dr. Forbes said they were taking him down
for a CAT scan plus several other tests.
So it could be quite a while.
We need the air.
Sue Ellen, who in the world
would wanna sh**t Bobby?
I just can't believe it.
Jenna, I don't think anyone
wanted to sh**t Bobby.
He was in J.R.'s office.
I think they just mistook him for J.R.
JENNA:
His whole life may be destroyed.
SUE ELLEN: The doctors are doing
everything they possibly can.
Sue Ellen.
I just got back. I heard about Bobby.
They're taking him down
for tests right now.
Oh, then he's out of surgery.
Well, apparently the g*nsh*t wounds
didn't do any serious damage.
Then why are they running more tests?
JENNA:
Because there's another problem.
Pam, Bobby's blind.
Do they think it's permanent?
We don't know.
- Afton, you home?
AFTON: Yes.
We", come on. We gotta celebrate.
I've gotten permission from the police
to visit my mother in Biloxi.
You've gotten permission from the police?
What are you talking about?
I need permission from them
to leave the state.
Why?
Cliff, where have you been?
Didn't you hear that Bobby was sh*t?
Yeah, I heard. But I don't know
what that's got to do with us.
Why do you have to have permission
from the police?
I found him just after he was sh*t.
You don't seem to understand, do you?
Bobby was sh*t in J.R.'s office.
So?
Doesn't that mean something to you?
No. No, Why should it?
Now, wait a minute. Unless you think I had
something to do with Bobby being sh*t.
Yes.
I think you went to the Ewing offices
to k*ll J.R. and you sh*t Bobby by mistake.
Well, that's ridiculous.
That is absolutely ridiculous.
- Is that why you went there, to stop me?
- Yes.
Well, I hope you didn't tell the police
that crazy story.
- I could be in a lot of trouble.
- Cliff, where were you last night?
I got drunk. I slept it off in my car.
But where were you drinking?
Uh...
I don't know. I don't know, I...
Ha, two or three places.
You don't know.
You've blacked out before,
so I guess you blacked out again last night.
So I blacked out.
Then you could have done the sh**ting.
Look, if that's what you wanna think,
that's fine.
But I got a rich oil strike to celebrate.
Doesn't it even bother you
that Bobby was sh*t?
No, not really. No.
He's not married to Pam anymore.
He's a Ewing.
[WINE POURING]
Want a drink?
I'm not drinking with you.
You are the coldest man I've ever met.
You make J.R. Ewing look like a saint.
[CLIFF LAUGHS]
We", say hello to your mama
in her new house.
When you coming back?
I'm not.
[SCOFFS]
Now, that's ridiculous.
No.
No, Cliff, our relationship is ridiculous.
It's over.
I just wish I could say it's been terrific.
I'll send for the rest of my things.
Just when everything is going great.
Great?
Great for whom?
For you.
The only one you've ever cared about.
Cliff Barnes.
Who needs her? Tsk.
FORBES:
Miss Wade.
This is Dr. Caner. He's a neurosurgeon.
- Dr. Caner.
- I called him in for a consultation.
- How do you do?
- I'm fine.
This is Pam Ewing.
This is Bobby's former wife.
CARTER: Nice to meet you.
- How do you do?
Hello.
The CAT scan showed
that Mr. Ewing is suffering...
...from small hemorrhages
of the occipital lobes.
That's the area of the brain
that registers vision.
CARTER:
Also a slight edema.
- Will he need more surgery?
CARTER: No.
I'd be reluctant
to perform surgery now anyway.
Usually, in cases like this we wait it out.
Treat with Decadron, cortisone.
That should reduce the swelling
and help him regain his sight.
- Was there any damage to his eyes?
CARTER: No.
I had him examined by an ophthalmologist.
The eyes themselves are fine.
No detached retinas.
No damage of any kind.
How soon will his sight return?
That's hard to say.
Sometimes 24 to 48 hours.
CARTER:
Sometimes longer.
Then he'll be able to see, right?
You must realize it's not a certainty.
You mean he could be permanently blind?
It's possible.
Doctor, I'd like to see him now.
Well, he's asleep.
But you can go in.
Excuse me.
J.R.: Keep your eyes open, Patterson.
- Yes, sir.
Ewing!
Oh, my God.
[g*nshots]
GUARD 1:Hold it.
GUARD 2: Freeze.
GUARD 1: Easy now, easy.
EDGAR: All right.
Careful new. Easy, easy.
It's okay.
GUARD 1:
All right, it's all right, it's all right.
All right, okay. Don't move.
You're sick, Randolph.
And you damn near k*lled my brother too.
J.R., I'm gonna spend the rest of my life
trying to k*ll you.
Well, I'm gonna make sure
they keep you in jail for the rest of your life.
[SIREN WAILING]
- What's going on?
- This man tried to k*ll me.
Okay, we'll take over now.
Let's go, mister.
I'll get you, J.R. I'll get you!
I'll get you, J.R.! I'll get you!
Cliff. Didn't the trunks fit?
I don't know. I didn't feel like a swim.
Oh.
Well, I'm glad you could make it today.
I know how busy you must be now.
Oh, ha, my office is packed with people
who wouldn't talk to me a week ago.
Is there anything else, Mrs. Stone?
No, Pearl. I'll call you if I need you.
And please don't disturb us.
Can I freshen your drink?
Thank you.
I'd like to toast the most courageous man
in the oil business.
- Thank you.
- I don't know how you did it.
The tension would have tom me apart.
It did.
You walked out on me,
I almost went belly up.
Well, I wanna make amends, Cliff.
I felt we had something special going.
And it wasn't just business.
I thought so too.
It was a big investment. I was scared.
I was worried about my relationship
with the cartel.
And then JR. did a numbet on me.
Ha, he has a way of doing that.
I was so terribly confused.
I don't know how to make it up to you.
I'll do anything, Cliff.
Well, we had a pretty good time
in Houston.
You were wonderful. Fantastic.
I have so many people in my life.
So many telephone calls.
So many meetings.
That's gonna be your life from now on.
You're a powerful man, Cliff.
I guess I am.
Exactly the kind of man I like.
Powerful and rich.
Well. How's the patient?
Hi.
Badly in need 01a kiss.
Hey, uh.
don't let the glasses put you off.
The doctor said it my eyesight
started to come back...
...it'd be easier on the eyes
if I wore them.
Then I'll just pretend we're on a beach
on some tropical island.
Oh. Well, I like that fantasy.
Bobby, let's do it
when you get out of here.
Well, only if I can see.
Well, what is it?
Jenna, would you ring
for the nurse, please?
- What's the matter?
- This headache is k*lling me.
JENNA: Hello.
PAMELA: Hi.
Pam?
Pam, come on in.
Bobby, I can come back later.
No, no, come on in. It's okay.
NURSE [ON SPEAKER]:
Can [help you?
Um, yes, Mr. Ewing needs
something for pain.
NURSE:
I'M be right in.
So how's Christopher?
Oh, he's at the house with Louise.
PAMELA:
He's been asking for you.
Well, I miss him too.
I suppose you've both heard the news.
What news?
Edgar Randolph tried to sh**t J.R.
in front of the Ewing building.
The police have him in custody.
They're holding him in connection
to your sh**ting too, Bobby.
Randolph?
[CHUCKLES]
Well, how's that for being
in the wrong place at the wrong time?
Excuse me.
This should ease that headache,
Mr. Ewing.
Oh.
Oh, let's see how you're doing.
Well, other than the fact that my stomach
is wrapped up like a cocoon...
...I'm weak as a puppy
and I can't see a damn thing...
...I guess I'm fine.
Well, you are doing just great.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
Thanks.
What did you mean when you said that you
were in the wrong place at the wrong time?
Oh,uh...
I was in J.R.'s office.
If it was Randolph,
he was trying to sh**t J.R., not me.
BOBBY:
I don't have any quarrel with him at all.
What were you doing in J.R.'s office?
Well...
...I had a lot of paperwork
that I had to finish up.
BOBBY: Remember, Jenna,
I said! wouldn't be able to pick you up.
[had an overseas call to make...
-...and I cauldiust reach my party...
- Hello, John?
-...first thing in the morning.
- John?
The partv on the other end
couldn't hear me.
Could've been a bad connection, something
wrong with the phone, so [hung up.
But for some reason,
I decided to look in the mouthpiece.
I was a little surprised
to find my phone bugged.
My first thought was...
...there was some kind of industrial
espionage or something going on.
Maybe all the phones were bugged.
I was sure by this time,
the entire staff had gone home.
The logical place to start checking
would be in J.R.'s office.
Then I would see
if Phyllis or Slv's phones were bugged too.
J.R. had left a little while ago,
so I went into his office.
He had two phones.
! examined the guest phone first.
It was clean.
So I went tn the desk...
...and sat down on J.R.'s chair
and picked up his phone.
I was just about to unscrew
the mouthpiece when...
[g*nsh*t]
I don't remember anything after that.
You don't know
if J.R.'s phone was bugged?
I never had a chance to find out.
What did J.R. say about it?
I haven't told him about it.
And I may not.
Who do you think bugged your phone?
It could've been anybody.
Including him.
Why would he do that?
Jenna, you've been
away from JR. 3 kmg time.
He often moves
in mysterious and devious ways.
Mmm. Ready for lunch?
CLIFF:
I'm not hungry.
Mm, I'm starving.
Lovemaking always gives me an appetite.
You notice how discreet
the servants were?
I gave strict orders.
Planned for this to happen, did you?
[CHUCKLES]
I hoped.
[LAUGHS]
Have a good time?
Mm-hm. Marvelous.
Good. I hope you can live
on the memory for along time...
...because that was the last time
that you and I will ever be partners...
...in any endeavor,
professional or personal.
I don't need your money,
I won't miss your body.
I hate to be double-crossed
and I don't forgive and I don't forget.
[SCOFFS]
- Pam.
- Katherine.
- Where do you think you're going?
- I don't think that's your business.
If you're on your way up to see Bobby,
it's my business.
Look, I flew all the way up
from Houston to see him.
- Houston?
- Yes.
I bought Mama and Daddy's house.
Fine.
Then I suggest you get
on the first plane back there.
When did you appoint yourself
Bobby's protector?
I'm not. I just don't want you with him.
And I'm sure
Bobby doesn't want you either.
Pam, you have no right
to tell me what to do.
I have every right.
You're a troublemaker, Katherine.
And Bobby's in no condition
for your antics.
I don't live by your rules.
I'm a big girl and Bobby's a free man.
I have every right to see him.
Doesn't it penetrate, Katherine,
that he's very sick?
Oh, he's not that sick.
I called the hospital
and they told me he's recovering nicely.
Did they tell you that he's blind?
Blind?
No. How?
Does that matter to you?
It happened when he was sh*t.
I'm sorry, I-- I didn't know.
Katherine, go back to Houston.
And stay out of our lives.
Bobby?
[SIGHS]
Come in, JR.
Did you hear about Edgar Randolph?
- Police arrested him for sh**ting you.
- Yes, I heard.
[SCOFFS]
Well, now it's just a matter of time
before you get better.
And then we'll both go out
and stand Dallas on its ear.
Meanwhile, I'll...
I'll be taking care of the store for you.
That's a little like having the fox
watch the henhouse, isn't it?
Oh, Bob, everything's going to be fine.
I'm not so sure.
About me getting better or you
watching Ewing Oil while I'm stuck in here.
Bob.
You took two slugs in the guts
because of me, I know that.
Don't forget to mention
my being blind, J.R.
Oh, that's just gotta clear up.
Yeah, I hope so.
You don't think I'd take advantage of you
at a time like this, do you?
I'm not sure
just what you'd try anymore, J.R.
You never explained to me
that stunt you pulled on Randolph.
Ha, ha, oh, come on.
This is no time to talk about business.
Let's put all that behind us. The police
are gonna take care of Randolph anyhow.
The important thing is...
...we don't have to worry about that maniac
taking sh*ts at us anymore.
- Gentlemen?
- Capt. Fogany. What are you doing here?
I thought I'd better tell you.
There was no ballistics match between
the b*ll*ts they took out of Bobby...
...and Edgar Randolph's g*n.
So? Randolph used
another g*n to sh**t Bobby.
No, sir. We got three reliable witnesses that
place him in the lobby of the Chase Hotel...
...just sitting there
at the time Bobby was sh*t.
What are you trying to say?
Just that Edgar Randolph
didn't sh**t Bobby.
Whoever tried to k*ll you is still at large.