- How's John Ross?
- John Ross is fine. Mama.
- How's J.R. taking it?
- Not too well. Mama.
I think I made a mistake
when I took John Ross to Sue Ellen.
Oh. Mama. I want a baby so badly.
I need him.
- J.R.. what is it?
- Lt's Daddy. He's real upset.
- What about?
- No matter what...
he wants that boy
back on Southfork.
J.R.. it would take an army
to get your son off the Southern Cross.
Well. Maybe not an army.
Maybe a Trojan horse.
Is now arriving at gate number five.
- Won't they have to go through customs?
- I don't think so.
- They probably did that in New York.
- Look. Here they come.
- Bet they're glad to be home.
- Look. There she is.
- I don't see Jock.
- Mama! Welcome home.
- Oh. Bobby. I'm so glad to see you.
- Welcome home.
Oh. Ray. How are you?
- Donna! I've missed you.
- Come on. We're blocking traffic.
- Come on.
- You look wonderful.
- Oh. I think I gained 10 pounds.
- No. No. Where's Daddy?
Oh. Dave Culver and someone
from the State Department...
met us getting off the plane
in New York.
They wanted Jock to go down to
Washington, D.C. with them right away.
- Washington? What's he doing there?
- It all happened so fast.
He didn't say. But he's gonna
call later tonight and explain.
Let me take your baggage tickets.
I'll pick it up.
Where's J.R. and Pam?
- I thought they'd be here to meet us.
- Pam is working.
- J.R. said he'd meet us at the ranch.
- Has he heard from Sue Ellen?
How's John Ross?
John Ross is fine. Mama.
Sue Ellen has him at San Angelo.
How's J.R. taking it?
Not too well. He's doing everything he
can to get John Ross back to the ranch.
I just don't understand how he ever let...
Let her get John Ross off the ranch.
Miss Ellie. There were just
so many things happening.
With Kristin coming back and Cliff
finding her body in the pool like that...
Sue Ellen is in Albuquerque
at the funeral.
Kristin's death must have been
a terrible shock to her.
It was to all of us. Mama.
- Hi. Darling.
- How are you?
Fine.
Maria. Could you put John Ross
to bed? He's exhausted.
- Take my purse. Thank you.
- Here we go.
- Oh. It's so good to see you.
- I have missed you.
How'd your mama take it?
Not very well.
Mama actually can't face the fact
that Kristin's gone.
She had such high hopes for her...
and for me.
And I know that she blames me
for Kristin dying.
Sue Ellen. It's not your fault.
Maybe.
Maybe.
But she kept telling me
that if I hadn't left J.R...
and if I had been on Southfork
that night, it never would've happened.
Maybe she was right.
Sue Ellen. You can't blame yourself.
You saw the coroner's report.
Whatever your mama remembered
Kristin as being. She had changed.
And you know she hadn't changed
for the better.
I know. But I have that feeling
that I could've helped her.
Oh. I knew what she was. But...
But she was my sister.
I was so relieved
when she went to California.
Because I finally felt
that she was out of my life.
Hold me.
Hold me.
- I'm sorry.
- Lt's all right.
- Dusty. I'm sorry.
- Lt's all right.
- I'm... Don't be sorry.
- I'm sorry.
I just got carried away.
So did I.
There was just nothing
I could do about it.
It doesn't matter.
All that matters to me
is that I know that you love me.
I love you.
That's all I want.
- Is this the chili powder you meant?
- That's it.
If you wanna cut up those onions.
I'll get this in the pan.
I'll tell you. I'm glad things are going
as well as they are.
From what Punk says.
We're gonna make a k*lling on this deal.
I think it's wonderful
he invited you in on it.
I kind of find it hard
to believe myself sometimes.
Well. I'm proud of you.
How do you like that cowboy
you married now. Donna?
He's got the makings
of a real businessman.
I liked him fine
when he was running the ranch.
Nothing wrong with a man
trying to improve his lot.
Well. I'm not so sure I think
that's an improvement.
- Ray. Bobby. Donna.
- J.R.
- Mama.
- J.R.
Good to have you home.
What are you doing.
Making my favorite chili?
- That's right.
- I didn't see Daddy. Where is he?
He's in Washington.
- Well. What's he doing there?
- I don't know.
But he's gonna call tonight.
Let us know what's happening.
Well. Bobby. Did you know about that?
Well. I found out about it
when Mama got off the plane.
Well.
- Well?
- That's terrific. It's great.
Well. Mama. You know what.
You're really a good cook.
One of the worst things about
being a bachelor is the carryout food.
I swear I could sail to China on the
cartons I've carried through my door.
It's nice to have somebody
to cook for.
Don't forget. My door is always open.
A few more months and I wouldn't
be able to fit into any of my clothes.
Nothing would please me more than you
put on some pounds from good cooking.
You know. Mama. It's been nice
being with you the last few weeks...
but I don't know how much longer
I can stay in Dallas.
What do you mean?
Well. I don't think I can make it
in this town.
There just aren't any doors
left open for me.
- That can't be true.
- Well. It is.
Yeah.
You gotta be a member of the club.
And I'm an outsider.
Cliff. With your background in the law.
All the senate committees...
Doesn't mean a thing.
You gotta have money to make money.
And especially in Dallas.
And that's something
I just don't have.
- Cliff...
- No. Hey. Wait.
No. Come on now. We...
We gotta enjoy this meal. Really.
I don't wanna lay my problems on you.
- Dave Moore called from Galveston.
- Oh. Yeah? How is he?
Fine. Just wanted to report the refinery
is running up to capacity again.
That's good. Thinking of getting rid
of some of those Charolais of his.
Think it's something
we wanna look into?
I'd like to find out
why he wants to sell them first.
All right. Just let me know.
Dessert. Sue Ellen?
Oh. No. Thank you.
I never touch dessert.
As a matter of fact, I think it's time
that I put John Ross to bed.
I was just wondering.
After I put the baby to bed...
maybe you and I can drive
into San Angelo?
Listen to some music
or maybe see a movie?
Except for weekends.
We get to bed early around here.
We start the day
by getting up at sunrise.
Of course.
Maybe some other time.
No. If you wanna go
to San Angelo tonight...
- then that's what we're gonna do.
- No. no.
I think I'll take John Ross to bed
and go to bed myself.
Come on. Darling. Come on.
Okay. Say good night.
Here we go.
- Good night. Darling.
- Good night.
You can't go pushing yourself
too hard yet. Steven.
I know. Daddy.
I know.
Well. Jock. I don't know.
How long will you be gone?
I see.
Yes. I know you're excited about it.
Well. If it's what you want.
It's all right with me.
No. I haven't seen John Ross.
He's with Sue Ellen in San Angelo.
I don't know.
All right. Just a minute. J.R.?
Your daddy wants to talk to you.
- I'll have a little more of that chili, Raoul.
- Yes. Sir.
Jock. I'll talk to you tomorrow night.
All right.
Hi. Daddy.
- Yes. Sir.
- Mama. How's Daddy doing?
- Did he say what this is about?
- Ls Dave there?
- How's he feeling?
- Your daddy's fine.
He just got out of a meeting with the
State Department. Dave was with him.
What's he doing
at the State Department?
Well. It seems they've just signed
an aid agreement...
with one of the countries in
South America. He didn't say which one.
It seems there's an enormous amount of
oil down there that's never been tapped.
And they want Jock
and some other Texas oilmen...
to go down there and. In effect.
Start them in the oil business.
Who's going? Who you get to go?
- I'll bet he's real excited about that.
- When's he going?
He doesn't know when he goes.
But he's talked to Bo Kenny
and Tom Harris. And he's called Punk.
And now, I guess...
J.R.. what is it? What's wrong?
It's Daddy. He's real upset.
Well. What about?
About Sue Ellen having John Ross.
He told me in no uncertain terms...
no matter what.
He wants that boy back on Southfork.
Didn't you understand
why I sent you to the Southern Cross?
- I did. Mr. Ewing.
- Then what's this report? I can't use this.
I did everything I could. That ranch is like
a fortress. There's no way to get in there.
Doesn't she ever leave?
She did. But they were always together.
He drives her everywhere.
And my boy. Is he with them?
Sometimes.
- Didn't she ever go out at night?
- Not when I was down there.
Once they go in. There's no way
to know what's happening.
I mean. I even used a telescope.
But I couldn't see a thing.
Give your bill to my secretary.
You don't want me to go back?
Not if that's all you can come up with.
I'm sorry. Mr. Ewing.
Hello. Harry? J.R. Ewing here.
I want you to come over
to my office today.
Yeah. I need a favor.
Grandma. What are you doing?
I found out when I was in Europe
what bad shape I'm in.
Well. No more.
- All right. But don't overdo it.
- Lucy?
- I think we ought to talk.
- About what?
About you and Mitch.
There's not that much to talk about.
Well. There is when you're living apart.
We just didn't belong together.
Like Ray said. We were oil and water.
You loved each other.
We still do.
But he can't live my way.
And I can't live his.
All my life. I thought the only thing
I needed was someone to love me.
I guess sometimes love isn't enough.
Maybe you should've stayed in school.
Not become Miss Young Dallas.
Then it would've been something else.
The point is. Mitch is never gonna
be able to afford the things that I want.
Especially if we have children.
You're not pregnant?
No. Grandma. That's the one mistake
I didn't make.
I know you're busy.
But I really needed to talk to you.
Oh. That's all right, Mama.
I can't concentrate today anyway.
It's about Cliff.
I don't know what to do.
- What's the matter?
- Well. He's really down.
He's beginning to talk about leaving
Dallas. Starting over somewhere else.
- Again?
- What do you mean?
Mama. Whenever Cliff
has a disappointment in life...
he blames it on Dallas.
That's not fair. Pam.
Yes. It is.
Cliff can take care of himself just fine.
But I can give him so much help.
I wanted so badly to tell him that.
Well. Tell him and watch him grab on
with both hands.
Pam. This isn't like you at all.
For the past few years.
I have been worrying about Cliff...
I have been taking care of Cliff.
And he always lands on his feet.
This time. He's not nearly
as important to me as he used to be.
- He's your brother.
- Yes. And he's your son.
And I'm your daughter.
And you have Katherine.
But I don't have a baby.
And I'm never going to have one.
And that's all I care about.
That's all I think about.
Pam.
You know what I think?
I think I made a mistake
when I took John Ross to Sue Ellen.
Without her. There wouldn't be
anybody to take care of him.
J.R. doesn't care about him.
I know he's not mine.
But it could almost be the same.
I'd love him and I'd take care of him.
Oh. Mama. I want a baby so badly.
Harry. Come on in.
- I really appreciate this. Boy.
- Always glad to accommodate you. J.R.
- How about a drink?
- Ls this business or pleasure?
Well. It could be
a combination of both.
- Bourbon. Straight.
- Right.
Sit down.
- You got any time off coming?
- I can always arrange it.
Why?
Well. I might want you
to take a little trip.
Where?
You know anybody
in San Remo or San Angelo?
- Police or otherwise?
- Both.
Well. I know a lieutenant
who transferred down there from Dallas.
We were pretty close.
- I'm sure he'd have some contacts.
- That'd be fine.
What is it you want. J.R.?
Action. I've had a private investigator
working for me down there.
- Didn't do any good at all.
- Yeah.
Harry. I want you to go to San Remo.
Contact your friend.
I don't care how you do it
or how much it costs.
I want you to get my son off Southern
Cross Ranch and back to Southfork.
That won't be easy.
It means a lot of money to you. Harry.
Whatever you have to do.
Bring my boy back to me.
Consider it done.
I always remember my friends.
I'll leave this afternoon.
Bobby. Trust me.
A man with your money and standing.
Plus you're a state senator...
- it's in the bag.
- Are you sure?
- I don't want anything to go wrong.
- Nothing can. You're what they want.
All right. How long is it gonna take?
Once you sign the paper.
A month at the tops.
Well. That's not too bad.
- Jack. I wanna thank you.
- My pleasure. Senator.
Well. Mama.
I feel real bad about Lucy too.
But I thought there was something
peculiar about that boy.
Going into medical research. There's no
money in that. No wonder she left him.
There's a lot more to marriage
than money.
- Well. I guess so.
- Evening.
- Hey.
- Hello. Bobby.
Mama. Where's Pam? I saw her car.
She came home a little while ago.
She's probably upstairs.
Okay. Thanks.
Pam?
Pam.
I know how much not being able
to have a child has bothered you.
But I think we can work it out.
How?
We're going to adopt a baby.
- Adopt?
- I met with a lawyer friend of mine.
He's worked the whole thing out.
We have an appointment with an
adoption agency tomorrow morning.
We'll have a baby. Soon.
Really. Bobby?
Oh. Will we really?
I promise. Honey. I promise.
Thank you. Thank you.
You're very nice.
Now I'd like a nice round of applause
for my brother Mitchell.
He just graduated
from medical school today.
My brother. The doctor.
Come on. Stand up.
- Your sister is really pretty. Mitch.
- And she can sing.
How come you never told us about her
before or brought her around?
I haven't seen that much of her
myself lately.
- Is she married?
- Why do you care?
No. She's not. Unless it happened
within the last month.
Here you go.
- We didn't order any champagne.
- Compliments of the house.
- You're kidding.
- That's what I said.
Milton hasn't bought anybody a drink
since he was caught watering the booze.
Well. Here's to Milton.
Thank you.
I'm gonna take a short intermission
and I'll be back in a few minutes.
- She is good.
- You have a sister with such talent.
- Beautiful voice.
- Happy graduation.
Thank you. Everybody.
This is my sister, Afton.
- Hi. Afton.
- How you doing?
This is Harriet. Ben. Robert. Jim.
Bob. Fred...
- and this is Judy.
- You're really good.
- Thank you.
- Who's Milton?
- Milton?
- Yeah. He sent us a bottle of champagne.
He did?
Well. He owns the place. You mind
if I steal Mitch for a few minutes?
- No. Go ahead.
- I'll be back.
So where we gonna go
after we leave here?
- Who's Judy?
- What's this Milton guy...
sending me a bottle of champagne?
He doesn't know me.
Well. He knows me, doesn't he?
And you're my brother.
You're not fooling around with him.
Are you?
What's that supposed to mean?
I mean. You can do a lot better
than a guy who owns a dump like this.
No. Thanks.
I see. You mean.
Better like you did with Lucy?
Lucy and I don't
live together anymore.
I know. And why is that?
Now. Why do you make it
sound like it's my fault?
Because I know you
and your stupid pride.
And I know about Lucy
being Miss Young Dallas.
I can't believe you let her get away.
I like how you put it. “Let her get away."
as in “the Ewings have money“?
That's exactly what I mean.
Mitch. You may like the idea
of being poor all your life. I don't.
I don't wanna be poor.
- So?
- Well. It's one thing to want money...
and it's another thing
to figure out how to get it.
It's easy.
You just have to take it
from the ones that have got it.
- Good morning.
- Morning.
- Morning. Bobby.
- Good morning.
How are you feeling. Pam?
You looked a little peaked last night.
I feel fine. I feel better
than I have in along time.
- Any particular reason?
- Yes. There is.
You gonna tell us or must I
face the day without knowing?
You gonna tell us or must I
face the day without knowing?
You just might face the day
lying flat on your back.
Oh. Come on. Bobby.
Don't be so touchy.
Is there something
you wanna tell us. Pam?
I suppose so.
Bobby and I have an appointment today
to see about adopting a baby.
Oh. Pam. That's fine.
- That's wonderful.
- Oh. That's real nice.
No wonder you're so excited.
Well, just because Sue Ellen
ran off with John Ross...
- What are you talking about. J.R.?
- Mama. I just don't think it's proper...
to replace the boy
with an adoption.
We're not trying to replace him. J.R.
It has nothing to do with John Ross.
Yeah. That's all this family needs.
Another half-breed.
J.R.
I might just see if that hat of yours
fits in your mouth.
Now. Stop it.
- Hey. Punk.
- Good morning. Folks. Good morning.
Miss Ellie. I'm sorry to barge in on you.
But I had good news this morning...
that I wanted
to tell you all personally.
J.R. you were sure right
when you asked Ray...
- to head up that Lubbock deal of ours.
- Well. What it is, Punk?
I just got a call this morning.
And those units are selling like wildfire.
Now. We only broke ground
on this yesterday. You know...
but we're already half sold-out.
And that means that we're gonna be out
and in the black...
before we even put a building
on that property.
- Old Ray here have a piece of that?
- That's right.
Punk offered me a piece.
I knew it was too good to pass up.
Donna. It looks like you married yourself
a real businessman.
Didn't l. Though.
I'm worried about her. Cliff.
She'll be all right, believe me.
She's a strong lady.
You wanna do that for me?
But not being able to have a child
seems to have really changed her.
So did finding out
that you were still alive...
but believe me, she adjusted to that.
So she'll adjust to not having any kids.
Neither one of you seems
to worry much about the other.
It's because I'm the one
who's got the problems.
I am so sick and tired of b*ating
my head up against a stone wall.
Cliff...
if there was something worthwhile
for you. Would you stay here in Dallas?
That's a strange question.
The truth is, I need your help.
Here we go.
The best omelet in town.
- Looks wonderful.
- Try that.
Okay. What kind of help?
There's a small company
my husband left me when he d*ed.
You own a company?
What kind of company?
They make parts for drilling rigs.
Really? Well. What's that
got to do with me?
Well. I don't understand
much about business.
It's being run by trustees.
And I'm not sure it's being run properly.
Yeah. Mama. I'm a lawyer.
I'm not a businessman.
But you do understand good
business practices and bookkeeping.
Could you at least
check the company out?
- I need somebody I can trust.
- Yeah. I'll check it out.
- Now. Do me a favor.
- Sure. What?
You check out the omelet
before it gets cold.
I wondered where you'd gotten off to.
Did you have a good time?
It was wonderful. I let him take me
wherever he wanted to go.
Oh. Boy. I missed you.
Felt kind of funny not having you around.
- Oh. I was only gone an hour.
- I know that.
I just wish I could've gone with you.
You'll be able to ride again.
- He's a wonderful horse.
- Yes. He is.
I learned to ride on his granddaddy.
I was about... A little kid.
About 2. 3 years old...
and his granddaddy was a tall horse.
He was 16 hands high. Come on, Sam.
- How'd you control him?
- Well. It wasn't easy.
My daddy put me up front
and he'd sit up back.
He'd hand the reins to me, and I'd sit
there and I'd pretend like I was all alone.
And it wasn't too long before I was.
Seems like I spent all my life
on horses.
It's real different up there.
Sitting up there...
and mostly using your knees
to tell him where you want him to go.
And then you're off...
riding. Riding full tilt.
Face into the wind.
You must have had
a wonderful childhood.
Oh. Yeah. It was.
I was young and I was strong...
and even when I was riding
the rodeo circuit...
I never thought anything
was gonna happen to me.
Guess I was wrong about that.
Oh. Sue Ellen.
I wish you could have married me then.
Well. I wouldn't have loved you
any more.
Whatever it is that you lost.
I'll make it up to you.
Because all that I want
is for you and I to stay together.
Mrs. Bruce. I don't understand.
Mr. Prescott assured me...
I did talk to Mr. Prescott
and told him that I could help you.
But I had no idea
that time was so important to you.
Well. Time is very important to us.
But what I don't understand is how
there can be a shortage of babies.
Mr. Ewing. With the new
birth-control methods, abortions...
and the surprisingly large number
of unwed mothers...
who choose to keep their children...
well. We have more people wanting
to adopt than we have children.
How many of those other people can
offer the things to a baby that we can?
Look. I don't like the way that sounds
any more than you do, but it's a fact.
And aside from our financial position.
We have a lot of love to give a baby.
I'm sure you do.
And if I could help you. I would.
You mean it could be
18 months or more?
I'm afraid so.
Well. You'll be sure to let us know
if there's any change.
I'll be in touch immediately.
Thank you. Come on, honey.
Thank you.
- Pam. I'm sorry.
- I know.
There are other adoption agencies.
We'll hit them all.
Now. One of them's gotta be able
to help us.
- Morning. Ladies.
- Good morning. J.R.
Mr. McSween is waiting for you.
Is it all right that he's in your office?
Oh. Yeah. Yeah. That's just fine.
Harry. I didn't think I'd see you
back this soon.
No reason for me to stay
in San Angelo.
- What does that mean?
- I couldn't do you any good.
The Farlows have too much power
down there.
Nobody wants to go up against them.
They run San Remo county
like the Ewings do Braddock.
There's gotta be somebody.
Nobody down there is gonna help
an outsider against the Farlows.
And that ranch of theirs
has men all around it.
- Are they armed?
- They sure are.
J.R.. it would take an army
to get your son off the Southern Cross.
Maybe not an army.
Maybe a Trojan horse.
- Good afternoon. Mama.
- Why. You're home early. J.R.
Yes. Ma'am.
No sense hanging around the office.
Never get anything done.
I keep thinking of how much
I miss John Ross.
So do l. J.R. We all do.
I keep wondering
what's happening to him down there.
Do you think Sue Ellen
would let me see him?
Yeah. I'm sure she would.
She was always fond of you. Mama.
Yeah. If you called her personally...
and asked to see John Ross.
I'm sure she'd let you see him.
I might just do that.
Probably be best to take the helicopter.
Then you could land right on the ranch.
That's a good idea.
Operator. Would you give me
the telephone number...
of the Southern Cross Ranch
in San Angelo.
Pam? Pam. Honey.
Pam? Honey. Honey.
Pam?
It's all right.
- Bobby?
- Lt's me.
You're having a dream.
- I don't remember.
- I know.
Just go to sleep.
It'll be all right.
Just go to sleep.
Mama. What are you doing up so late?
You're a fine one to ask that.
I'm excited about flying down
to San Angelo and seeing John Ross.
I thought maybe some cocoa
would calm me down.
You miss him an awful lot. Don't you?
You know. You haven't had
a whole lot of luck with grandchildren.
Do you remember how I used to sit
in that chair over there for hours...
trying to feed Lucy?
I just remember
she was awful stubborn, that's all.
She still is.
But I was just so happy
to have her here.
What a beautiful child she was.
Mama. What if there weren't gonna be
any more Ewing grandchildren?
Well. You said you and Pam
were gonna adopt.
That should take care of that.
Is there a problem?
Would you believe
a wait of almost two years?
Well. That does surprise me.
I know two years seems like a long time.
But it's not really.
Not when it's that important
to both of you.
Well. I don't know
if Pam can wait, Mama.
I don't know if she can handle it.
Well. She may have to
if there's no other way.
Well. I don't know
whether there is or not.
But whatever it takes.
One way or the other...
Pam's gotta have a child.
Look there.
Oh. Look at it.
Look. Look.
Look.
- Hello.
- Hello.
Sue Ellen. Thank you
for letting me see him.
- Well. He's your...
- Lt's Grammy. Darling.
- I know you love him.
- He's gotten so big.
You've gotten so big.
- I hardly know you anymore.
- Isn't he huge?
Do you see it? Yes.
- Oh. He's so beautiful.
- Sue Ellen!
Sue Ellen. He's so beautiful.
You didn't tell me J.R.
was coming with you.
Oh. Sue Ellen. I'm sorry.
I suppose I should have...
but I didn't even know myself
until this morning.
Anyway. He misses the baby so much.
He won't cause any trouble. Sue Ellen.
John Ross. Look at Grammy.
Is there anyone you won't use, J.R.?
- What's that supposed to mean. Honey?
- Miss Ellie.
Having her lie to me
so that you can get on this ranch.
Oh. Now. Wait a minute.
My mama doesn't lie to anybody.
If I came with her.
That was my doing. Not hers.
Well. After all. She's playing
with my little boy over there.
Don't do anything. J.R.
I'm warning you.
Well. What am I gonna do?
I'm surrounded by armed men.
Come on. Sue Ellen.
Let me see the boy.
Please.
Do you see any butterflies?
Mrs. Ewing. Clayton Farlow.
Not the best of circumstances
to meet under.
That's unfortunately true.
I can understand how you
and Mr. Ewing miss the boy.
Since he's been here.
He's brought a lot of joy to me.
My husband feels he belongs
at Southfork.
- He's a Ewing.
- That he is.
But what my son wants
is just as important to me...
as what J.R. wants is to you.
And he wants Sue Ellen
and John Ross here.
Boy belongs with his mother.
My husband usually gets
what he wants.
You're not in Ewing country now.
And what happens is between
Steven and J.R. It's not our fight.
- You all right, darling?
- Yes. I'm just fine.
Well. I do believe you two
belong together.
Just to show you how reasonable I am.
I'm gonna make you a deal.
You give me back John Ross right now
and I'll divorce Sue Ellen tomorrow.
You're never gonna get John Ross
away from me.
Now. Now. Never's a long. Long time.
Darling. I wouldn't count on that.
I wanna see my boy.
As you can see, the company.
For the last 10 years...
has had an excellent ratio
of earnings and gross sales.
I see that the gross sales have remained
the same for that length of time.
Thank you.
That's not a compliment.
I beg your pardon?
You have heard about
decontrol of oil prices.
We're not an oil producer.
That has no effect on us.
But it should.
Drillers all over the states
of Oklahoma and Texas...
are trying to get their hands
on rigs and derricks...
and there aren't enough
to go around.
And you supply the equipment
for the derricks.
But I don't see any plans for expansion
or speeding up the output.
For the next few months.
The gross should double...
the sales should triple.
And I just don't see any indicator here.
As trustees. We don't believe in capital
investments of a speculative nature.
Besides. There's no reason
to assume...
that the demand
for derricks will continue.
Mr. Dorsey. You're the manager
of this company.
Do you think that the demand
will continue?
Yes. Sir. I've tried to get expansion
funds from them with no results.
Well. If you want your company
to maintain a nice, safe income...
then your trustees should do
exactly what they've been doing.
Mrs. Wentworth. We make what we
consider sound financial investments.
As long as you wish to retain us.
We will continue to do so.
You think the company
should be doing better?
I know it.
Gentlemen. I agree with Mr. Barnes.
Wentworth Tool and Die
no longer requires trustees.
It will be run by the family again.
Mr. Dorsey. Pending the approval
of the new president...
- I'd like you to stay as plant manager.
- Yes. Ma'am.
Thank you. Gentlemen.
I really need you now.
I've really b*rned my bridges.
Well. What is this about the family
running the company?
Well. That's you. Of course.
I want you to take over the presidency.
If you look at the financial statement.
You'll see it pays very well.
Of course. It means
that you'll have to stay here in Dallas.
You see. I thought
I was the manipulator.
But you seemed to have orchestrated
this whole meeting.
I thought I was going
to lose you again.
So will you take the job?
Only if the president
can take the owner out to lunch.
- On my new expense account. Of course.
- Agreed.
Here. Oh. John Ross.
- That's a good boy.
- Hey. That's great.
Here you go. Boy. Here.
- Do it again.
- Here you go.
Go get it. Go get it.
Oh. John Ross. You're so good.
- That's a good boy.
- Come on. John.
Hey. John Ross. Lookie here.
Go fetch that. Boy. Go on. Get it!
Here. Look here. There's your ball.
There's a good lad.
Oh. I'll tell you.
That's wonderful. Isn't it?
Get near the helicopter. Mama.
Well. What do you mean?
If I try to get John Ross
on that thing. They'd nail me.
They wouldn't lay a glove on you.
J.R.. I don't think
that's the right thing to do.
Mama. Come on. Come on. Mama.
Here. Take John Ross. Take him now.
- There you go. Get him there.
- He's got him! No. No!
Come on now.
Sue Ellen kidnapped the boy
from Southfork.
We're only taking what's
rightfully ours. Come on, get in.
Miss Ellie. Please!
Come on. Mama. You know how much
that boy means to my daddy.
He wants him back on Southfork.
Now come on. Get in.
Miss Ellie. Let the courts decide.
Mama.
Please. Miss Ellie.
John Ross belongs on Southfork.
Please!
He may belong on Southfork.
But not this way.