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You bastard.

Surprise, Bobby Ewing.

- I plan on being the perfect wife for you.
- What?

I am gonna have a
baby, April. I'm pregnant.

I swear, I'm not
a hit man. Honest.

Those voting rights will be mine, and
there's nothing you can do to stop it.

I'm here to see Lady
Jessica Montfort.

You can twist logic, threaten,
bribe or cajole until morning...

but you'll never outwit
a psychiatric nurse.

I've seen it all.

- I have some papers I want you to sign.
- What are they?

Nothing important.
Just tax documents.

Mr. Ewing, is there no other
way you can accomplish this?

You're taking a risk.

I don't wanna see your face
again, not in Southfork or Dallas.

I'm gonna have
J.R.'s baby, James.

I think I'm gonna enjoy
your little funny farm.

Now, don't you think it's time
someone showed me to my suite?

No one ever deals
with the equipment.

- I hate this game.
- I got it.

I don't have enough.

I'm gonna win, son.

Hey. Do you play chess?

- No, no, I don't.
- I could teach you.

It's a wonderful game.

I'm too good for
all these nutcases.

Mom, I did it.

I got him. Two
moves and it's all over.

I need to play someone better.

This guy's no
competition for me.

Well, maybe some other time.

Right. I'll be here whenever.

- Hey, you're the new guy, right?
- Yeah, that's right.

You like this?

- Oh, yeah, it's very nice.
- What are you, size 42, 44?

Something like that.

Well, I'm working on this for the nurse,
but I could knit you one when I'm finished.

- You got any money?
- I didn't bring much with me.

When you get some money, come see
me. They don't turn up the heat much here.

You could freeze your
buns off without a shawl.

Well... Well, I'll
keep that in mind.

- You got a favorite color, let me know.
- Okay, okay.

Bet a dime.

It's my bet.

I got a better hand
showing than you do, stupid.

Why do you have to be
such a stickler for details?

Didn't any of you play
cards before you got here?

- I did.
- What, crazy eights?

Bridge. At least there's some
sophistication to that game.

It's not merely luck.

None of you guys knows
your backside from your elbow.

I bet 30 cents.

I don't have enough.

So you're out.

- Goldman?
- No, this is boring.

If it's just you and me...

I have no wish to play.

Suit yourself, old man.

Got an empty seat. Feel like
playing a little head-to-head?

I'm fresh out of matches.

Well, hey, I'll lend you some.

Five-card stud.

Name's Ewing, J.R. Ewing.

Morrisey, Emett Scott Morrisey.

Never heard of me?

Should I have?

Yeah, well, I used to be a pretty big
wheeler-dealer over in San Antonio.

Nothing moved in
that town without me.

How did you end up here?

I killed a man for fooling
around with one of my girls.

And I copped a plea,
temporary insanity.

And they bought it.

How do they treat you here?

I'll tell you, it's better than being in
jail, but there is one serious problem.

- What's that?
- I'm gonna put it like this.

On the outside, there wasn't a night
that went by I didn't have a woman.

Being in here is driving
me crazy, you know?

I mean, with all those good-looking
broads practically right next door...

and I'm lucky if I can
get in there once a month.

But you can get in?

Yeah, right through
that door over there.

Come on.

I got him.

That goes to a corridor that
leads you right to heaven.

Isn't the door locked?

Yeah, but you do a little scratching
on the door and somebody opens it.

Who?

Well, you never know for sure...

but they're always real
happy to see a man.

- What about the attendants?
- I'm talking about late at night.

There's only a couple
around, and you can miss them.

Morrisey, go on back
to your card game.

You ain't gonna
see anything. Go on.

Well, I just might
give that a try.

Hey, don't you
even think about it.

- Well, you said you can get in.
- That's right. Me.

Let me explain something to you.

That's my own personal
little harem in there...

and nobody screws
around with what's mine.

You got that?

Yeah, I got it. You don't
have to worry about me.

I got him.

To tell you the truth, I'm surprised
the bank cashed that check.

I don't think even J.R. Would
stick you with a bad check.

Not if he wanted me out
of his life, which he does.

And believe me, he's
gonna get his wish.

- Like how?
- I'm going back to Haleyville.

I can pay off the farm
and live there in real style.

Be back with my brothers.

And one thing for sure, old J.R. Ewing
wouldn't dare come after the baby there.

Why not?

That sheriff would have him in jail
so fast, he wouldn't know what hit him.

- I don't like it.
- What?

You're carrying around my
little half brother or sister in there.

How can you even think of taking
them away from what's rightfully theirs?

That 200,000 J.R. Gave you
is only a drop in the bucket.

He was counting on you
running to Haleyville with it.

It doesn't look to me
like I've got much choice.

The hell you don't. You could
hit him where it really hurts.

Let's hire the best
divorce lawyer in town.

You could get a
fortune out of him.

And a nice public divorce will
show the world how rotten he is.

You know what?

You're right.

I'll bet he was counting
on me just running off.

Well, I'm gonna show Mr. J.R.
Ewing what a mistake he made.

Ewing Oil, good morning.

Jackie? It's Bobby.

- Hi, Bobby. How's London?
- Oh, it's great.

Would you tell everybody
we arrived safe and sound?

Will do.

Although James is the
only one I'm expecting today.

J.R.'s off on
vacation somewhere.

Good, I hope he stays gone till I get back.
We dropped the boys off with Sue Ellen.

Are you on your way to Paris?

No, I think we're gonna
stay here a couple of days.

We're at The Athenaeum if you need us,
and I'll let you know when we get to Paris.

Have a great honeymoon.

- We already are. Goodbye.
- Bye.

Well, then, let's start by
learning a little more about you.

"J.R." That's John
Ross, is that correct?

John Ross Ewing. Same as
my daddy, same as my son.

- You act like you never heard of me.
- Well, I haven't.

And whoever you thought you
were on the outside, Mr. Ewing...

doesn't matter in here.

What is this? "Abandon
hope all ye who enter here"?

Unless you can prove otherwise.

So you're a "junior"?

I was. I'm a "second" now.

- Did that bother you growing up?
- What?

Well, being a "junior,"
living in your father's shadow.

And what has that
got to do with anything?

Well, was your father
a successful man?

You're damn right he was.

The most successful independent
oilman in the Southwest.

Well, big footsteps
for you to follow in.

You're getting at something.

Well, I'm just looking for
the cause of your behavior.

Well, it sure as hell is not my
daddy. Hell, he was like a god to me.

And made you feel
inferior by comparison?

No, not inferior. I just wanted
to make him proud of me.

And I think I did
most of the time.

Very good.

Well, that's all for today. I think
we've made an excellent start.

All right, sir.

Oh, say, just one more thing.

- Yes?
- About the other patients.

I know this is
high security here.

Just how dangerous are
the other people in my ward?

Well, in this area, everybody's
on his best behavior.

If they follow the rules and don't
cause any trouble, they stay in this wing.

And if they cause trouble?

They're moved to another area where
we can control them much more closely.

I trust it's one that
you'll never have to see.

Oh, I never will.

Unless one of those fruitcakes
does something funny around me.

Mr. Ewing, these are people we're trying
to put back on the path to mental health.

You, after all, are one of them.

Or don't you think so?

Well, I suppose if I was totally sane,
I wouldn't be where I am, would I?

Sanity is a legal term,
Mr. Ewing, not a medical one.

Well, until next time,
do your best to fit in.

Trust me, I'll just
be one of the gang.

- Feel free to look around.
- Thanks.

Thank you.

Huh? What do you think?

- You're blowing your image.
- What do you mean?

I pictured you living
in a little one-bedroom

apartment with
all the utilities paid.

That's very insulting. I happen to live in
a designer condo that has two bedrooms.

- And now you're moving up to this?
- No, I'm happy where I am.

- This isn't for me, it's for you.
- But I'm not looking for a place.

But you're staying in Dallas. You
have to be spending a fortune in hotels.

I don't know I'm staying
here. I have a life in New York.

New York, New York.
Now, listen to me.

New York, it's crowded,
it's dirty, it's expensive.

Look. Beautiful view, all this
room, and the price is right.

You couldn't get a cold-water
flat in New York for this.

You're right. But I just came
back to sell my company.

I've been thinking about that.
You got a great little company.

Why sell? Why not
stay right here and run it?

For the obvious reason: That
I don't know anything about it.

Yeah, but you've got
friends in high places, you do.

- You, for instance?
- Exactly.

Nothing would make me happier
than to work behind the scenes with you.

I'm telling you, in a year or two, that
company would be worth twice the money.

Are you sure you weren't a
used-car salesman in a previous life?

- That's not the best part.
- How could it possibly get better?

Well, I would do all of
that hard work for no salary.

It will not cost you one penny.

Course, I would require
some fringe benefits.

I knew there was a catch.

But it's easy.

Your free time, you
spend it with me.

Look, we got a spark
going, you and me.

And if we fan it, maybe we
can turn it into a real flame.

- You're complicating my life, Cliff.
- I hope so.

You're the nicest man
I've met in a long time.

Oh, I hate nice.

But I honestly don't
know what I'm going to do.

Okay. So you don't like
this place? Forget about it.

There are a million places around
here. I'll take you to lunch, my treat.

Thank you, this isn't
the place. Sky's the limit.

You really know how to
sweep a girl off her feet.

He planned the whole thing.

As soon as Miss Ellie and John
Ross were gone, he threw me out.

And he tried to buy her off
for a couple hundred thousand.

Two hundred thousand?
That's a jumping-off place.

So we can nail him, right?

Considering his net worth and
the way he's treated you, Cally...

I think we have a
very interesting case.

- Then let's get started.
- Yes, well, I guess we'd better.

From the way he's acted, I
wouldn't be a bit surprised...

if J.R. Weren't getting ready
to file against Cally right away.

So we have to beat
him to the punch.

I'll start preparing the papers
immediately so that we serve him first.

That way, we'll be the
ones who file for the divorce.

- Now, there's a little problem.
- Uh-huh?

He's gone somewhere, and
he didn't tell anyone where.

Undoubtedly, he is lying
low until Cally's been served.

But he doesn't know
where I am either.

Then you keep a very low
profile for the next few days.

In the meantime,
we have to locate J.R.

Someone must know where he is.

- I told you they were mine.
- Hey, hey, hey, stop. Wait a minute.

Nobody gets them but me.

I lent you matches.
Now I'm gonna kill you.

Guards! Ah!

Help! Guards!

You were warned about
getting violent, Morrisey.

- You know where you're gonna go.
- I'm gonna get you, Ewing.

- I'm gonna get you.
- Shut up.

- Get your hands off!
- Shut up.

I'm gonna get you,
Ewing! I'm gonna get you!

Get your hands off of me! I'm
gonna get you! I'm gonna get you!

- He tried to kill me.
- It looked that way.

What kind of a place is this?

What were you doing
here? It's off limits.

Trying to go to the
bathroom. I lost my way.

You lost your way right
to the women's wing.

Is that what that is?
No wonder it was locked.

Don't do it again. You'll end
up in the place Morrisey's going.

- Oh. Where's that?
- Not a very nice place.

The real bad cases end up there.

Sometimes they make it
back out, sometimes they don't.

It was an accident. What would
I want in the women's wing?

Don't get smart, and don't let me
catch you wandering around at night.

- You got me?
- All right, fine.

You'll never see me here
again, I guarantee you.

James? JAMES: Yeah.

Come in.

Sorry I called so early, but I
suddenly had to have some shaved ice.

And tomato juice. Don't
forget the tomato juice.

- Can you open the can for me, please?
- Yeah.

I thought pregnant women
wanted pickles and ice cream.

I don't know about that. I need
tomato juice. Can you hurry?

Do you think this is
gonna happen a lot?

How do I know? I've
never had a baby before.

Yeah. I guess this is
a first for both of us.

Ahh.

That's true, I guess
it is both of us.

You don't mind me
turning to you all the time?

Hey, that's a relative
of mine you're carrying.

I think by the time
that sucker's born...

I'm gonna feel more like the
father than the brother. Heh.

You know, sometimes I kind
of forget that you are J.R.'s son.

Yeah? And who do you think I am?

About the best friend
I've ever had in my life.

And more than that. I
really do care about you.

Hey, just because you're pregnant,
don't start getting mushy on me.

I just wanna be sure you
know how special you are to me.

I do.

But I got a full
day ahead of me.

You got enough ice
and juice to last you?

- I think so.
- Okay.

Well, I'll call you in a
while just to make sure.

Okay.

Maybe it's the acid in
the tomato juice you need.

I'm gonna ask about that.

Bet a dime.

Thirty cents.

Anybody gonna call?

We want you to win.

Why?

- For getting rid of Morrisey.
- Nobody liked him.

You tried to see a woman
last night, didn't you?

No, no, I got lost. Morrisey
jumped me, that's all.

If that's what you
say, we believe you.

I got him. OLD GUY:
Of course we do.

But you'd better be careful
next time. You might get Anita.

Who?

Morning, gentlemen.

How are we all today? - Fine.

Oh.

That's coming along
very nicely, Mr. Keller.

What's your favorite
color, doctor?

I'll knit you one when I'm done.

Well, thank you, Mr. Keller,
but I still have the last one.

Whatever.

I wanna remind you all
that tonight is the social.

And to remind you that we expect
all of you to be on your best behavior.

Dr. Wexler, do we have
to wear our coats this time?

Well, don't you wanna make a
nice impression on the ladies?

I'm sure they're
gonna dress up for you.

And when the music plays...

it would be nice if all of you
found partners and danced.

- We're having a dance?
- With the ladies next door.

It's very pleasant.

They have sandwiches and punch,
only you don't get any if you don't dance.

So in preparation...

let's all line up and
get our medication.

- Come on. Come on, everybody.
- What kind of medication?

You know, the kind that won't let
us get too excited with the ladies.

- I've looked everywhere, James.
- You find anything?

Nothing. Not a name
of a hotel, nothing.

- Well, we tried.
- Yeah.

You know... the
more I think about it...

the stranger it is that J.R. Would
disappear and not even call us.

You know, that's how I feel.

I didn't think much
about it at the time...

but before he left, he
gave me an envelope.

And he said if he didn't
return in five days...

I should open it and
follow the instructions.

- I keep it with me all the time.
- And you didn't think that was strange?

I thought it was a contract...

or some kind of business
that needed taking care of.

- Can I see the envelope?
- Sure.

Oh, well, there's something
in there besides a letter.

Yeah, well, that's why I
thought it was a contract.

Maybe we should
take a look at it.

If there is something wrong,
the sooner we know, the better.

Uh... I don't think I
should. J.R. Said five days.

I'm gonna wait.

J.R. Is a lucky man to have
someone like you working for him.

You know, someone he can trust.

Anyway, we're probably
getting in an uproar over nothing.

I'll bet he'll be back
before you have to open it.

I hope so.

Yeah.

Hey, Sly, you get out a lot. Do
you know any new hot places?

You know, I'm getting bored
doing the same thing all the time.

Yeah, well, I
wish I could help...

but to tell you the truth,
my social life has been nil.

I'm thinking about
changing deodorants.

- You're kidding.
- No.

All right, tell you what.

You name a place and
I'll take you there tonight.

Um... I have
exercise class tonight.

Well, tomorrow
night, then. Come on.

- I don't know.
- Hey, Sly, we're old friends.

It's just a friendly
date, I promise.

Well, all right.

But you choose the place.

- Okay, I'll pick you up at 8.
- Okay.

See you then.

Not till the dance
starts, Mr. Ewing.

All right.

Welcome, ladies.

Well, oh, my, you're all
looking lovely this evening.

And I'm certain we're all going
to have a most enjoyable time.

Well, here they are.

Now, remember, do
your best to dance.

Pick out a nice lady and dance.

I was wondering when
you would get up your nerve.

Well, if I was gonna dance with
anybody, it would certainly be you.

You're the new one.

The guy they caught
trying to get to our rooms.

Well, I think I was
walking in my sleep.

Huh. I think you were
looking for a little action.

Well, look no further.

Well, as a matter of fact, there
is somebody I wanna see here.

Well, guess whose room
is right next to the door.

Anything that goes on
has to go right by me.

Can we talk about this a
little later? I'll be back soon.

Jessica?

J.R. Ewing. What
are you doing here?

Oh, just visiting.

I heard that Clayton put you in
here, so I thought I'd come to see you.

Oh, well, I'm not
allowed to have visitors.

Well, I know Dr. Wexler.
He did me a big favor.

How nice.

Well, you look very well.

And so do you. I bring
you a message from Dusty.

Steven.

- You've seen Steven.
- Yeah, just recently.

He was gonna come with me to visit
you, but he thought it might depress you.

He was always a thoughtful boy.

I'm glad Atticus left
everything to him.

You know, that's exactly what
I wanted to talk to you about.

Mr. Ewing, are you going to
ask Lady Montfort to dance?

You know I won't dance.

But thank you for
letting Mr. Ewing see me.

Oh, it was wonderful seeing
you. And we'll talk again soon.

Excuse me, doctor.

- A little quirky, aren't you?
- What?

You like old broads? That's
okay. I can put on a gray wig.

No, she's an old friend of mine.

You know, I'd like to get to see
her room. Maybe you could help me.

Or maybe we could
help each other.

You have to go right past
my room to get to hers.

So why don't we
talk about it tonight?

Well, that might be a little difficult,
getting through that locked door.

But I understand you
could open it from your side.

No problem now.

Wait until after midnight.
It's a lot quieter then.

Okay.

Now, we can't have
any mistakes on this.

I told you, I took typing in
high school. I'm real good.

Okay, address it to Sly.

Probably just "Sly" at the top.

If you're reading this...

then I'd been
gone for five days.

But don't worry, I've just decided
that I need more time to be by myself.

Paragraph.

Now, as you know, my marriage
hasn't been working out...

and I'm trying to find
some way to make it better.

I don't know how
long it'll take...

but don't expect to hear
from me until I return.

Paragraph.

While Bobby is in Europe,
James will be running the company.

Give him the enclosed document.

It's a wonderful feeling to
have a son you can trust...

to take care of things
in your absence.

And I want you to do
everything you can to help him.

Paragraph.

If I do contact
anyone, it'll be James.

So until then, keep
up the good work...

and you can expect
a bonus when I return.

That's it.

Are you sure you can
copy J.R.'s signature?

I'm an artist. Besides,
I've seen it a million times.

Ooh.

I couldn't wait.

I have a feeling you're
something special.

Well, let's get moving
before somebody shows up.

Not tonight, baby.

A couple of the old bags
are seeing pink elephants.

- The place is crawling with nurses.
- Well, then when?

Tomorrow. Same time.

- You'll never forget it.
- All right, tomorrow.

I've only got a couple
more nights here.

Honey, one is all
I'm gonna need.

Damn.

All right.

Shall we go back to why
your wife had you committed?

Because she was driving
me crazy. No pun intended.

Well, can you be more specific?

Yeah. Well, she tricked
me into marrying her.

Said she was pregnant.

Now, she is a lot younger than I am,
and we had trouble from the very beginning.

And I guess I was
cruel to her on occasion.

You thought that her having your child
was a good enough reason to marry her.

Well, a man like me can't
have enough children.

I want the Ewing name
to just go on forever.

You know, old H.L. Hunt claimed
that he had these special genes.

"Genius genes" is
what he called them.

I don't know if he was right or wrong,
but I sure go along with his theory.

You think you have such genes?

- I think it runs in my family, yeah.
- Starting with your father?

Well, he produced me.

Or am I crazy for thinking that?

Well, there's nothing wrong with having
a high opinion of yourself, Mr. Ewing.

So long as you don't
carry it to an extreme.

Mm.

Well, is there anything
else you'd like to say?

Oh, I did enjoy that dance last night. I
didn't think you had things like that here.

Well, we find that social interaction
is very beneficial for our patients.

I noticed you were
talking to Lady Montfort.

- Do you know her?
- No, no.

She just seemed like a nice, lonely
lady. Didn't seem to belong here.

Most of our patients don't.

That's what makes
them dangerous.

Except for some, well,
peculiar aberrations...

they appear to be what
society would call "normal."

Yeah, there was another
lady I felt like that about.

- Anita, the woman you were dancing with.
- Yeah, what's her story?

- I'm sorry, Mr. Ewing.
- I'm not gonna write a book about it.

I just noticed how the other
fellows stayed away from her.

And considering the way
she looked and everything...

I thought that a bit strange.

She is a rather unusual case.

How's that?

The newspapers called
her "the Black Widow."

Why?

Well, she's a woman with
insatiable sexual appetites.

By the time the authorities caught up with
her, she had disposed of four husbands.

Well, according to her, they
were unable to satisfy her needs.

She's been here almost
a year now without a man.

And that, along with her
medication and therapy...

seems to have
helped her a great deal.

So she's not insatiable anymore?

Well, we really won't
know that until it happens.

We have to stop
meeting like this...

or I'm gonna have a wardrobe
full of clothes I can't get into.

We'll have to join a nudist
colony that serves great food.

- You wish.
- It's not a bad thought.

I think I'd have to
pump a little iron first.

Feeling a little out of shape?

Well, I just like to make
a good first impression.

You already have.

- Oh, look who's here. Mac, Rosy.
- Cliff.

Liz, I'd like you to meet Carter
McKay and his lovely wife, Rose.

Elizabeth Adams.

- It's very nice to meet you, Miss Adams.
- Likewise.

Hello.

You've obviously just eaten, but
perhaps you'd care to join us for a drink.

No, I don't think so,
but thanks for asking.

We have an appointment with a
realtor because Liz is looking for a place.

Does that mean that you're
new in town, Miss Adams?

- In a way. CLIFF:
She's an old friend.

She used to live
here in Dallas...

and now I'm trying to
convince her to move back.

Well, I hope you find
something that you like.

- Yes, good luck.
- Thank you.

We should go, Cliff.
We don't wanna be late.

Ah. That's the
spirit. We'll see you.

Bye-bye. McKAY: We'll see you.

Pretty, wasn't she? Cliff
sure seems to like her.

I wonder who she is.

You look real nice.

- Wish me luck.
- I do. You know that.

I'm just wondering if
we're doing the right thing.

Will you quit being
such a butter-heart?

I know how important it is that we find out
where J.R. Is so we can serve him first.

Then what's the problem?

Well, I'm thinking about Sly. I
mean, she could lose her job over this.

With all she must know about J.R.,
he'd probably be afraid to fire her.

Anyway, once he gets
served, I'll explain it all to him.

And I'll love it. I want him
to know I was part of this.

You should be more concerned
about that baby you're carrying...

and what's right for him.

I am concerned. And what
makes you think it'll be a him?

Well, from what I've seen,
J.R. Only produces sons.

Well, I want a girl.

Yeah, I can handle a sister.

Here I go.

You're sure that stuff
you've got's gonna work?

It's guaranteed,
and it won't hurt her.

She'll be fine tomorrow, won't
ever know what happened.

I sure hope you're right.

- I'll see you later.
- Okay, bye.

Actually, I thought for a long
time that I wanted to be a doctor.

Until I discovered that I
couldn't stand the sight of blood.

Well, I thought you saw a
lot of it working at Ewing Oil.

Well, there have been times...

but I think most of it get
spilled outside the office.

So you never made it to
medical school or anything?

Not even close.

Well, you're too pretty
to be a doctor anyway.

Well, pretty or not, that
last drink did it for me.

- Will you excuse me? I'll be right back.
- Sure.

Hey, buddy, two more.

Thanks.

Next on Dallas:

There's gonna be some
excitement around here.

Do you know where J.R. Is?

I know. I don't know how
we're gonna get to him.

- Orderly! Orderly!
- Take that back.

Hey, you guys, break it
up. Get off him. Get up.

Get back in your chair.

- Oh, my Lord.
- He's really something, isn't he?

He must be crazy.

They all hate me.
Is that paranoid?

- Is something funny going on I can't see?
- In your case, it may be serious.

Here's the address.

- Knock off the talk.
- Ooh.

- Oh, I like a man who takes charge.
- I wanted to know where your hands were.

- Don't go. I'm getting in the mood again.
- When aren't you in the mood?

It's payback time.

Whatever I do to
him, he deserves.

What are you doing?

- Get him out of here.
- Let's go.

I'm not gonna... What
are you doing to me?