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Some scenes from the first part of tonight's story:

Better get dressed, honey. Time to go home.

- Already? - Yeah.

No sense worrying about the baby. Doctor says he's gonna be fine.

- Be home in a few days. - I'm not worried about anything.

Everything's gonna be fine.

Hey, Sue Ellen! Welcome home!

Oh, the boys are real happy to have you back.

Why don't you give them a wave or smile, huh?

I know how you feel, Cliff, but there's not just you to consider or the baby.

There's Sue Ellen. She's an emotional mess.

It's like she's walking a tightrope, and any disturbance...

...the slightest distraction, and she's gonna fall off.

I want them.

I want both of them.

I won't use what you told me about Cliff and the baby to hurt you.

I don't know what you're talking about, Bobby.

Were you planning to go into Dallas today?

Of course. I'll go change, and we can leave.

What is it, Sue Ellen? Are you all right?

Yes. I'm... I'm just a little dizzy. I'll go upstairs and rest for a while.

Why don't you two go into Dallas?

You know, Grandma, I don't think Sue Ellen wants to see the baby.

Of course she does.

You boys are in trouble, aren't you?

- You owe us, J.R. You owe us plenty! - I wouldn't give you a nickel.

Come on, show me how dumb you are.

Touch me, I'll have you in prison before nightfall.

We're gonna see to it you're real sorry for this, J.R.

The only thing I'm ever gonna be sorry for...

...is it wasn't you fell off that roof instead of Julie.

I told you to stay away from the baby.

How do you intend to stop it? The child in there is mine.

You really don't care how many lives you destroy, do you?

- As long as you get what you want. - How many Ewing lives? No.

I'm warning you. Sue Ellen can't take any pressure.

She's not well enough. Force her to choose between you and J. R...

...and you'll drive her back to that sanitarium.

I'm gonna have them both. Sue Ellen and the baby.

I'll get them any way I have to.

You tell him that if he comes near... Comes near Sue Ellen and that baby...

...I'm gonna take him apart.

Tell him J.R. and I will make a scandal so big it'll ruin him.

Ewing name goes through the mud, Cliff goes along with it.

I am not willing to put up with one of your scenes.

All I care about is that you start acting like a wife and a mother.

- I am doing the best I can. - Well, it's just not good enough.

You've got my mother and father, in fact, everybody in this household...

...wondering what is wrong.

Why you seem incapable of displaying any kind of normal maternal feelings.

Don't you have any sense of what's proper?

That is real good coming from you, J.R.

Here, pick out something real nice, and we'll go to Dallas.

Are you gonna get dressed, or am I gonna have to do it for you?

- Come with me, please. - Who are you?

Lieutenant Simpson, Dallas Police.

Well, what's going on here, lieutenant?

I'm sorry to have to be the one to tell you this, sir, ma'am.

Your baby's been kidnapped.

And about how long ago did you discover the baby was gone?

It was about, I would say, anywhere from 15 to 20 minutes.

And who did you talk to after that?

We contacted the Dallas Police Department and the FBI.

- Have the Ewings been contacted? - They are in the ward right now.

Is there anything you can tell us, Mrs. Ewing? Anything that might help?

Well, I haven't been well. I hadn't even seen my baby in days.

How long ago did you leave the hospital?

Two or three days. I'm not exactly sure.

Before you left here, did you notice anything suspicious?

Anything at all that might help us find out who took your baby?

He's gone, isn't he?

- Really gone? - I'm sorry, Mrs. Ewing.

I know this is not easy for you.

It's all my fault.

Exactly how do you mean that, ma'am?

Well, I've done some terrible things...

...and it's only right that I be punished for them.

You think something you did is responsible for your child's disappearance?

I think you're on the wrong track.

- lf your wife has something to tell me... - She doesn't.

- She doesn't know anything. - lf you obstruct this investigation...

Well, now, why would I be doing that? Don't you think I want my son back?

But I won't have my wife distressed unnecessarily.

Now, you gotta understand. She's just been in a terrible automobile accident...

...and as a result, my son was born prematurely. He almost died.

- And she blames herself for that. - I'm sorry. I didn't know that.

You can understand I don't want her dwelling on that incident.

Right now, emotionally, she's... She's in a very depressed state.

So I'd really appreciate it if you'd just let us go home.

Believe me, neither one of us knows anything that'd help.

And you don't know of anyone who might want to kidnap your son?

Well, of course I don't know anyone.

Go home, Mr. Ewing. I'll send some men with you.

We'll want to tap your phone.

Undoubtedly, you'll get a ransom demand before long.

- I suppose you're gonna call the FBI in. - Yes, sir, right away.

And please, Mr. Ewing, don't do anything foolish.

If the kidnappers manage to make direct contact with you...

...or any member of your family, let us know.

We can handle these people a lot better than you can.

Okay. Thank you. Appreciate it.

Sue Ellen, lieutenant says we can go home.

- What have I done? It's all my fault. - Nothing. No, darling, it's not...

- I didn't mean it to end this way. - Be quiet.

- Please. I know it. I know it... - Is she all right?

She's having a hard time. You got anything to calm her down?

Of course. Bring her this way.

Looks like he's gonna be okay. Get that ointment on good, you hear?

As soon as we finish up here, we can go give Ray a hand.

Sorry, sir. Miss Ellie wants you home fast.

- What's up? - She didn't say nothing...

...except I was to get you and Bobby. - You'll find Bobby in Little Horn country.

Yes, sir.

- Jimmy. What are you doing here? - Your grandma sent me.

- What's going on? What's the matter? - She didn't say, Miss Lucy.

She said she wants you back at the house quick-like.

- Okay. - I'll follow you home.

- Let's go. - Okay.

Ellie?

What's the matter, Miss Ellie?

It's... It's the baby.

What do you mean, "the baby"?

He...

He's... He's been kidnapped.

Oh, my God.

- Bobby, what's going on? - I don't know, honey.

Grandma had Jimmy come and get me at school. What's the matter?

- Grandma? - In here.

- Grandma, what's going on? - Mama, what's the matter?

J.R. called me a little while ago from... From the hospital.

- The baby's been kidnapped. - Kidnapped?

We should've learned a lesson from last year.

We can't walk around with guards for the rest of our lives.

I'm beginning to think it's the only way.

- Don't the police have any idea? - Not yet.

- Is Pamela home yet? - I sent Joey in to get her.

She had appointments this afternoon. No one knows when she'll be back.

- I'm going into town to get her myself. - Oh, no, Bobby, please.

- Let one of the boys go. - Mama, I'll be all right. Don't worry, okay?

Come on, Sue Ellen. You all right?

Come on.

Come on, darling. I'll take you upstairs.

J.R.?

Oh, Mama. Nobody knows anything yet.

Police think we'll get a ransom demand soon.

- Sue Ellen... - She's all right.

The doctor gave her a sedative. I'm gonna take her upstairs.

These are Detectives Sutton and Rollins. They're gonna put a tap on the phone.

They notified the FBI.

Questioning continues of possible witnesses to the kidnapping...

... but so far, police sources tell me there are no substantial clues or real leads.

The disappearance of baby John Ross Ewing III remains shrouded in mystery.

Great, great. That's all we needed.

We'll be hearing from every crank in Texas now.

Well, there's no way of stopping them this time.

- No way I know of, sir. - How can it be that no one saw anything?

It's always that way at the beginning. It doesn't mean much.

Eventually, somebody remembers something.

I've seen it happen time after time.

That's why we keep digging, keep going over and over all the statements.

Hello?

Muriel. No, she's not home.

Well, I'll have her call you as soon as she gets in.

No, no, don't call here.

Cheerleading seminar. Boy, that's all we need now.

- Sorry, J.R. - All right.

My guess, the contact won't be by phone.

Any pro would know we have a tap on yours by now.

Last time they called Cliff Barnes.

Last time? Oh, yeah, I remember. It wasn't my case.

Come to think of it, it wasn't anybody's case.

- You handled the whole thing yourselves. - We did all right.

Got Bobby back, caught the kidnappers. Didn't cost us a damn cent.

You were lucky.

News bulletin. John Ross Ewing III...

... 3-week-old son of oil magnate J.R. Ewing, has been kidnapped.

The baby was taken from his crib in the Dallas Memorial Hospital earlier today.

So far there has been no word from either the police or the Ewing family...

...concerning a ransom demand. - Something else, ain't it?

Somebody just walk into a hospital, pick up a baby, walk right out again.

Pammy.

Bobby.

I just heard a radio report. Is it true?

Yes.

Oh, I can't believe it.

Do the police have any idea?

No. Apparently nobody saw, nobody heard a thing.

Pam, have you seen Cliff today?

No, I just stopped by his office, but his secretary hasn't seen him all day.

You don't think Cliff had anything to do with this?

Yes, I think that's a pretty safe bet.

It could have been anybody, just anybody.

Who kidnapped you? Cliff couldn't do something like this.

Pamela, every time that we've said that in the past, we've been wrong.

Right now, I think Cliff is capable of doing anything.

- Not kidnapping. - He as much as told me yesterday...

...he was planning just that! - Stop reading things in his words!

- He didn't... - Don't take his side in this, not this time.

I'm not taking his side. Why don't you be reasonable?

- Bobby, where are you going? - To find your brother.

Please don't do that.

Pamela, how many times is it gonna take for you to understand...

...just how much your brother hates my family?!

Hello, Agnes? It's Pamela Ewing. Has Cliff checked in yet?

Well, if he does, would you ask him to call me before he talks to anybody?

It's real important.

Thank you.

Shouldn't we have heard something by now?

Well, it's hard to say, ma'am. Sometimes kidnappers move fast...

...thinking it's the best chance they have.

Sometimes they go slow to let the tension and fear build.

Sutton's on the door. He'll get it.

I'm Mrs. Reeves, the baby's nurse.

There's a lady here who says she's Mrs. Reeves, the baby's nurse.

- Anybody know her? - Mrs. Reeves.

I forgot all about her.

- That's all right. She's expected. - Good day, Mrs. Ewing.

Hello, Mrs. Reeves.

The police just told me what happened. I don't know what to say.

I know. If you'll come with me, I'll show you your room.

You can get comfortable, meet the rest of the family later.

Well, thank you. That's very kind of you.

Do the police have any suspects yet? Any clues?

No, nothing.

My brother must've been delayed. I'm sure he'd rather I waited inside, though...

...than out on the street. Thank you.

Thank you.

Come on, Cliff. You must have written down where you're going somewhere.

I'm getting sick and tired of just sitting around here doing nothing.

If there were any way to hurry, sir, we would.

Lucy, where are you going?

I'm gonna change clothes and go to the stable.

It's all right, Mama. Police all over the place.

She's right.

Hell, I'm not gonna sit around here all day.

Hello?

Marilee.

Yes, honey, we're taking it kind of hard.

Well, she's asleep right now.

Yeah, I'll tell her as soon as she wakes up.

I hope you don't think I'm short with you, but we gotta keep these lines open.

All right, bye.

No point in sitting around doing nothing. I'm going to Dallas.

- J. R... - Dad, I can take care of myself.

You need me, I'll be in my office.

Let him go, Miss Ellie.

J.R.?

J.R., it's all my fault.

Sue Ellen, everything's gonna be all right. Just go to sleep.

- What happened? - Just go to sleep, honey.

It's all my fault.

J.R.

J.R.

I came in as soon as I heard.

- Is there anything you want me to do? - Thank you, Ray.

Not much any of us can do, Ray.

Boys still working?

- Yes, sir. Everything's under control. - Good, good.

- I'm Detective Rollins. - Ray Krebbs.

- Would you pick it up, Mr. Ewing? - Yeah.

Hello?

Yes.

Yeah, I'm listening, go ahead. Now, wait a minute here!

Wait a minute!

Hello, hello?

- She hung up. - Who was it?

Some woman. Said she took the boy, and now she's sorry about it.

We'll find him at City Hall by the flags.

- Do you think that means...? - Maybe.

If you go in your car, some of the boys will follow.

- I'll have Lieutenant Simpson meet you. - Right.

- Want me to go with you, Jock? - Yeah.

- Be careful. - I will.

- We just heard, J.R. Any news? - No, not yet.

Miss Ellie called. She wants you to call right away.

All right. Get her on the line.

- Yeah? - Mr. Ames is on the line.

- I don't want to talk to him. - He's called three times.

He says it's important. He's sure you'll want to talk to him.

Okay. All right. Put him on.

And you and Connie can go on home.

I don't think we'll get anything accomplished today anyway.

Ames, I thought I told you not to bother me here again.

You're mighty disagreeable for somebody in need of a favor.

I don't any need favors.

You telling me you don't wanna see your son?

- What do you want? - That's better, J.R.

Let's say a million.

That ought to tide me over in my hour of need.

- I'm Detective Lieutenant Simpson, sir. - I'm Jock Ewing.

- My foreman, Ray Krebbs. - Lieutenant.

You go on down to the flag, sir, and wait...

...and you come with me.

I'm not gonna cry.

I won't cry anymore.

I've just cried too much already.

When I think...

...of how they hurt me and used me...

...Cliff and J. R...

But they're not gonna hurt me anymore.

Nobody's gonna hurt me anymore.

Not even you.

- They left about a half an hour ago. - Well, I think it's a hoax.

- Well, Detective Rollins seems to think... - That man is a fool.

If the call was genuine, Dad would be on his way to the bank instead of City Hall.

J.R., not everyone's motivated by greed.

Mother, I don't have time to talk about it right...

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Well, I guess we're all short-tempered today.

- Lucy, quick, help Sue Ellen. - God.

- Oh, my God. Sue Ellen. - I'm okay, Lucy. I'll be all right.

Thank you.

Is that Sue Ellen there?

Yes, she just came down.

What's she doing downstairs? She should be in bed.

I'll take care of Sue Ellen, J.R. You just get home as soon as you can.

All right, Mother.

How do you feel, Sue Ellen?

I'm all right. I'm just a little tired.

The doctor gave you a sedative.

A sedative?

Oh, yes, I remember.

I hope you won't mind. I found the kitchen...

...and Teresa's made some fresh coffee. We'll all feel better for a cup.

- That's very kind of you, Mrs. Reeves. - Is this the baby's mama?

Poor little thing.

Sue Ellen, this is Mrs. Reeves, John's nurse.

My daughter-in-law, Sue Ellen Ewing, and my granddaughter, Lucy.

Hi.

I had hoped that we'd meet on a happier day, Mrs. Ewing.

I am sorry.

Vaughn Leland. It's J.R. Ewing here.

Say, Vaughn...

...I need a favor from you, old buddy.

Yeah, I'm gonna need some money.

Cash.

A lot of money.

Yeah. Yeah, I got the call about five minutes ago.

Okay. I'll be over there in a little bit. Do me a favor.

Keep this under your hat. It's real important to me.

All right. Thanks, Vaughn.

- I'm Bobby Ewing. Is Cliff Barnes here? - No. Can I take a message?

Is he really not in, or did he tell you to say that?

He's not been in all day.

I'll just check for myself.

- I told you he wasn't in. - Where is he?

I don't know. Look, I've got a list of calls out there a mile long.

- Sure. - Even the governor's been calling.

- Nobody's heard from him. - Doesn't he tell you where he'll be?

Yes, usually, not always. What are you doing?

- Get away from those! Those are private. - Lady, it is all in the family.

Mr. Ewing, I am allowed to let no one near this desk.

There is not a single appointment for today.

These are government offices. You'll either leave immediately...

...or I'm gonna call and have someone remove you.

Shall I tell him what you wanted?

He'll know.

Okay, Cliff, you're not here.

Where the hell are you?

How'd you get in?

I bribed the manager.

Becoming more a Ewing every day, my dear.

I don't care how you got in. I'm glad you're here.

I've been in Austin, and I just heard on the car radio coming in from the airport.

Do they have any idea who could have taken him?

You didn't have anything to do with this, did you?

I don't believe you said that.

- Bobby thinks you're responsible. - I don't care what Bobby thinks.

Well, you'd better care because he cares.

He's gonna show up here sooner or later.

Now, would you try and stay calm so I can handle him, if I can?

I'm supposed to be scared?

If you had any sense, you would be.

I've never seen him this angry.

- So far, that's all anyone knows. - It's not much.

That's probably Bobby. Let me...

I'll get it.

Wait a minute. Before you start swinging, let's talk.

Not this time, Barnes. This time you've gone too far.

- Bobby... - You knew he was here, didn't you?

Wait a minute. I just got here. Can't we talk?

He didn't know anything about it.

You'd swear he could walk on water if he told you.

That's not fair! Would you wait a minute?

I want my son. I'm gonna have him. I did not, I repeat, I did not kidnap him.

Wait. You can push me around, but that's not gonna solve anything.

We should try to figure out who took him.

For God's sake, listen to him!

I swear I did not kidnap him. I wasn't even in Dallas.

He's telling the truth.

Let's stop wasting time. We can be at each other's throats tomorrow...

...but today, for today, let's try to find my boy.

Okay.

Okay.

I don't think there's any point in waiting anymore.

I'm sorry, sir. Some people have a very strange sense of humor.

Yeah. I'd just like to get my hands on whoever did this, that's all.

Jock, you ought to go back to Southfork. I think we can do a lot better there.

Let's get the hell out of here.

Thank you, lieutenant.

What is it, Grandma?

J.R. was right. It was a hoax.

Nobody came with the baby?

No one came.

May I have another cup of coffee, please?

I appreciate this, Vaughn. I really do.

Yes. I don't like it, J.R. I don't like it one bit.

I don't like it, but I don't have a lot of choices.

- It's a lot of money. - Ewings are good for it. You know that.

Let me sign that receipt.

- It's my son's life. - I know. I understand.

- There are better ways of handling this. - I don't have time!

I'm only trying to talk some sense, J.R. The FBI should handle this thing, not you.

Remember when Bobby was kidnapped? You almost...

Almost nothing. Everything went the way I planned it.

That ranch is crawling with police and FBI.

I can't move without them knowing, and they're waiting for me.

I want to sign that.

Thank you, Vaughn.

I appreciate it.

We have Mr. and Mrs. Ewing here. Perhaps we can get a comment now.

Mr. Ewing, Mrs. Ewing. Have you any comment to make at this time?

No, not right now.

Please come to Recovery. Dr. Durwin, please come to Recovery.

- May I help you? - Yes, I'm Bobby Ewing.

Oh, Mr. Ewing, I'm sorry. I didn't recognize you at first.

- Mrs. Ewing, hello. - Hello.

We're all upset about what happened. Is there any news yet?

- No, not yet. - We're trying to get some information.

We'd like to talk to patients, nurses that were on duty...

...doctors, anybody who might have seen something.

The police have been here all day, and everyone's been questioned over and over.

It's not gonna take very long.

Is something the matter?

Dr. Freilich, yes. This is Mr. and Mrs. Ewing.

- I've been explaining... - It's very simple.

We want to talk to the staff and patients and look at some of your files.

Who are you?

He's my brother-in-law. He's here to help.

As I'm sure Mrs. Barker has explained, the police have been most...

Doctor, my nephew was kidnapped from this hospital...

...and I intend to find out who did it and how.

- We're sorry... - We're wasting time.

I'm not interested in sympathies. It's your cooperation I want.

Now, you let somebody walk out of here with a Ewing baby.

I don't think it's too much to ask for you to help get him back, do you?

Of course not, Mr. Ewing.

- Where would you like to start? - With patients.

And then we'd like to see who was on duty and when.

We'd like to see who was admitted or discharged today, things like that.

- Get them the records. - Yes, doctor.

Thank you.

- Yes? - Have you got it?

- I got it. - You just wait there. I'll drop by.

- When? - Oh, don't be impatient. Soon.

J.R., while I'm with you, Willie Joe's gonna be with the baby...

...so don't try anything funny, huh?

You be alone when I get there, you hear?

I hear.

He fell for it.

What a stroke of luck, somebody snatching that kid.

We're gonna get a million bucks for nothing.

There's nothing. There's nothing that I can make any sense out of.

No one remembers anything.

Well, nothing here, either. It's like he vanished into thin air.

No, wait a minute, because there has to be a clue. If we can just find it.

They're so tiny.

They're so tiny.

Bobby?

Bobby, I just remembered. There was a woman here every day I came.

She used to be in front of the nursery window.

Bobby, she used to stay there for hours.

If she was here, she might've seen something.

- Who is it? Is it a patient? - I'm not sure.

She isn't here this afternoon or I'd have recognized her.

Let's ask the nurse, see if she knows.

You mustn't give up hope, dear.

Hope. Of course not.

Things have a way of turning out for the best.

You just keep believing that.

- Hello. - Mrs. Duncan?

Do you remember me?

You're the lady from the hospital.

Come on in.

Can I get you a cup of coffee or...?

I have some ice cream in the refrigerator.

No thank you, Mrs. Duncan.

Oh, you can call me Priscilla.

What is it you wanted to talk about? Or are you one of them social workers?

No. No, I'm Pamela Ewing.

My nephew was kidnapped from the hospital this morning.

Did you hear about it?

Oh, yes. I saw it on the TV, on the news.

I saw a picture of the baby's mother. Poor lady.

You know, my baby was premature too.

That's why you saw me so many times at the hospital. I was visiting him.

Yes, I know. That's why I wanted to talk to you.

Nurse Barker told me that you were there this morning.

I hoped that maybe you'd seen something that would help us find my nephew.

Well, I was only there for a short time.

You didn't see anybody near the baby?

I don't even know which baby it was.

I'm sorry. I wish I could help.

It's a terrible thing to lose a baby.

Yes, it is.

If you do remember anything, would you please call me?

Sure.

Thank you for talking to me.

- What's that? - That's my baby.

I brought him home today. I guess he's still hungry.

I'll be right back. Just wait.

Bobby? Cliff?

- What? - I think she's got the baby.

Well, it can't be hers, honey. The nurse said hers died.

I don't know. Maybe she's blocking it out, pretending it didn't happen.

Let's go take a look.

This is my husband, Bobby Ewing, and my brother, Cliff Barnes. Priscilla Duncan.

- Hello, Priscilla. - Hi.

I already told her I don't know anything.

Why, that's a cute baby.

- Can I hold him? - Oh, no.

He's a beautiful baby.

Yes.

I don't have much time. I have to feed him.

Priscilla, we all saw your records, before we came over here, at the hospital.

Yes?

He's really not your baby, is he?

Yes, he is.

He's mine.

No. I'm sorry, Priscilla.

We don't want to hurt you. Really, we don't.

He really is.

He's my baby.

You can't take him away from me.

Please don't take him away from me.

Priscilla, we won't take him away from you.

Not yet.

Not until you understand.

J.R.?

Well, is that it?

Where's my boy?

Well, you just let me take a look at it first, huh?

That's nice.

That's very nice.

Where's my boy?

Willie Joe's taking real good care of him.

So far you've done everything just fine, J.R. Don't spoil it now.

As soon as I leave with the money, Willie Joe will give you a call.

You think I'll let you go before I see my son?

You don't have a choice, J.R., now, do you?

Why don't you answer your phone? I'll just go and fix myself a little old drink.

- Yes? - J.R.?

- Yes? - We found him, the baby.

He's safe. He's just fine.

But what happened? How?

It's a long story, and I can't talk right now.

We'll see you back at the ranch about a half-hour.

More bad news, I hope.

No. No, it's good news.

Trying to make a fool out of me?

If I had the time to clean up the mess, I'd use this on you.

Get out of here before I change my mind.

I'll go.

I'll go. But you're not through with us, J.R.

By a darn sight.

You owe us, J.R., Garr and me.

We're gonna see to it you pay, one way or another.

I wouldn't count on living that long if I was you.

What do you think is going to happen to her?

She'll probably be remanded for psychiatric care.

It's no wonder. Husband runs out on her, baby dies.

It's a rough one to handle.

If there's anything we can do to help, hon, we will.

I'm ready.

Cliff.

They're expecting us at the ranch.

I know.

Priscilla.

Priscilla, this is Sue Ellen, the baby's mother.

I'm sorry.

I just wanted to tell you myself how sorry I am.

I know I've done a terrible thing.

What I must have put you through...

It's just that when the doctors told me that my baby was dead...

...I didn't want to believe them. I wanted my baby so much.

I don't know what I did. I don't know what I said.

I'm sorry.

I thought he must be mine.

Thank you.

Mrs. Reeves?

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