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We both know what's been happening to us.

I've been falling in love with you, and you've been falling in love with me.

If you feel you have to leave J.R., then do it.

But do it in the open, don't try and play his game, honey. He's too good at it.

- But what about little John? - That's a choice you may have to make.

- This is Cliff Barnes, Dallas DA's office. - What's up?

I wanna talk to you about the homicide on Southfork.

I have to arrest you in connection with the murder of one Hutchinson McKinney.

Sue Ellen.

Where's Miss Ellie? Wasn't she with you at the meeting?

Miss Ellie and some of her friends went over to Mimosa Park.

I had an appointment with Dr. Danvers.

- You okay? - I'm just fine. Just a routine checkup.

You think she's been drinking?

I don't know, Daddy. She looked fine to me.

Women, I just still can't figure them out.

Everything was all right, going just great with Sue Ellen. Now I'm not so sure.

And your mama...

Well, I stay away from the office just to be with her...

...she goes out and tries to save a park someplace.

- Come on, now, it's important to her. - Well, I guess so.

Hi, Barnes.

Never got a chance to welcome you to the DA's office.

Now that you have, you can turn around and get the hell out of here.

Now, is that any way to welcome an associate with seniority?

You're looking at the man destined to become...

...the next district attorney of Dallas County.

Sloan, I might have to work with you...

...but I don't have to like you.

You're still sore because I almost put you in jail for the murder of Julie Grey?

How did you guess?

Well, you're gonna have to get over that.

You'll be doing the same sort of thing yourself from now on.

Sometimes you'll be right, and sometimes you'll be wrong.

You live with it, Barnes.

I don't need a lecture on how to practice law.

No.

But it looks like you could use a lesson on how to be a winner.

These quarters must be kind of cramped after the Office of Land Management.

Sloan.

Okay.

I came in to do you a favor. Here's a homicide.

Should be right up your alley, knowing how you feel about the Ewings.

Body was found on Southfork.

Oh, you might have a little trouble. The remains have been buried a long time.

- That's right. - I agree.

Then you agree, Mr. Labella...

...we need Mimosa Park more than we need townhouses.

Mrs. Ewing, let me talk to the other members of the planning commission.

Now, maybe if we put pressure on the city council.

- We don't have much time. - I know.

Ladies, I resent the fact that you've taken...

...to holding your meetings on my property.

This is not your property, Matt Devlin. Not yet.

And it won't be, if we have anything to say about it.

The transfer of this property has been approved by the city.

It becomes mine, legally, in a week.

Not if we can get the planning commission to act.

- It won't happen. - Then you don't really know me.

But I've already given the city a comparable piece of land.

It's a fair deal.

If that's the way you feel, we have nothing more to talk about.

Excuse me, Mr. Devlin.

Miss Ellie, Marilee and I are going to lunch, won't you come with us?

- We can drop you at the ranch after. - No, thanks, I'll take a taxi.

I'm on my way to a meeting in Garland.

You can ride as far as Southfork with me.

Why would I do that? I'm through arguing with you, Matt.

We have things to talk about, and the car is the perfect place.

You know, I have no intention of giving up this fight.

- You've made that clear. - I'm not gonna let you ruin Dallas.

I'm not going to ruin Dallas. It's my home too. You know that.

I'm sorry, J.R., the only thing I had to eat in the kitchen was caviar.

Kristin, when you learned about all the ways to please a man...

...you got an A in bedroom and flunked kitchen.

Well, I'd learn if I had a man to cook for.

You know, somehow I can't imagine you getting all steamy...

...and grimy working over a hot stove.

I'd do it for you, J.R.

Moving a little fast for me, honey.

I don't think so.

You have everyone convinced that Sue Ellen's drinking.

Now all we have to do is to find a way to get her to take that first drink.

Let me do the thinking.

It works better that way.

I don't want you involved in a scandal. How would it look...

...you named correspondent in your sister's divorce action?

I really don't care. Sue Ellen's been a rotten wife to you, J.R.

That's true enough.

I don't think my mama and daddy would take kindly to you...

...replacing her until there's sufficient cause.

Patience, sugar. Patience.

I don't wanna wait, J.R. I want you now.

Well, I got at least an hour before I have to be back at the office.

Thank you.

Then you're not so tough after all.

I am about business, Ellie. Make no mistake about that.

- But you do get sentimental about Texas. - State's been good to me.

- Then you be good to it. - Always have been.

You mean that's what you're paying for hay now?

- Yep. - Can't believe it.

- Hello, Jock. - Matt.

My foreman, Ray Krebbs.

- Matt Devlin, Ray. - Hi.

- Jock, I'd better make a few calls. - Okay.

- Good evening, Miss Ellie. - Ray.

You know, I'm kind of surprised to see you two together.

You're supposed to be the enemy, Matt.

I couldn't think of anyone I'd rather fight with than Miss Ellie.

- Nice seeing you again, Jock. - Yeah.

- Thanks for the lift. - Anytime.

What...?

What's that all about?

I needed a ride home.

Sue Ellen?

You're gonna hurt somebody. Sue Ellen, stop it.

- You're right, I'm gonna hurt you! - All right. What are you doing?

I gave you this for Christmas. $200 an ounce.

While I was at the DOA meeting, somebody went through my closet...

...taking all my dresser drawers. - For your own good.

My own good? A lot you care about that.

I didn't want any alcohol up here.

- You know how you are when you drink. - I have not been drinking.

That's what you said last time we had to put you away in that sanitarium.

And that's exactly what you're trying to do now.

You used to be a drunk.

- Now you're paranoid. - Paranoid?

Dr. Elby has shown me what a thoroughly rotten man you are...

...and how you'd do anything to keep me out of the way, away from my baby.

I didn't come up here to listen to an ode about Dr. Elby.

- You coming down to dinner or not? - No.

All right, suit yourself.

- Hello? - Hi, Lucy. It's me, Greg.

- Well, hello, professor. - Just Greg, Lucy.

Okay, Greg. I'm kind of surprised to hear from you.

I finished marking exams sooner than I expected...

...and wondered if you'd have dinner with me.

Well, I'm sorry, I really can't.

My family's just getting ready to eat.

It's kind of short notice.

What about tomorrow?

I don't think I can. I can meet you for lunch.

Okay. I'm sorry about tonight.

- That's all right. I'll see you tomorrow. - Okay. Bye, Greg.

J.R., maybe you should have a talk with Dr. Elby.

I've tried, Mother, he just won't talk to me.

I think it's coming down to putting her back in the sanitarium again.

Why send her back to that place? She hated it.

Must I keep reminding you she's my wife?

She's also a human being.

You can give her more time before having her locked up.

Now, why don't you guys just knock it off.

Well, maybe we should just wait and see what happens.

- Hello? - Is Pam there?

Just a minute. Pam, it's for you.

Thank you. Hello.

Pam, Daddy's back from Galveston. He's been on a killer drunk.

I'll be right there.

- Honey, what is it? - Daddy's back.

He's been drinking. I wanna go see what I can do.

Okay.

- Where's Daddy? - He's in the bedroom.

- How is he? - Well, I was at work when he got home.

I had a couple of fifths of booze and some wine, he drank all that.

And when I walked in, he was tearing the place apart looking for more.

I called you because I didn't think I could handle him alone.

And then he passed out.

What happened to him in Galveston?

He mumbled something about being fired. Pam, it's not Galveston.

It's the Ewings. Then the ultimate blow when the baby turned out to be J.R.'s.

Come on, Cliff, the baby has nothing to do with this.

They've done it to him.

The Ewings have finally finished off Daddy.

You're the one who filled his head with stories...

...about what a great man you were going to be.

You're as much to blame as Jock, J.R. or anyone.

No.

I'm gonna find a way to hurt them.

They're gonna pay for what they've done to Digger.

I don't wanna listen to this.

- Hello. - Sheriff Washburn?

Yeah, who's this?

This is Cliff Barnes, Dallas DA's office. I'm sorry to bother you so late.

Can I stop by and see you in the morning?

Sure. What's up?

I wanna talk to you about the homicide on Southfork.

Sure looks good.

Pamela, how's your daddy?

Well, he's really very sick. Thank you, Lucy.

You mean drunk?

- A lot of that going around. - J.R.

You know, Miss Ellie, I've got a wonderful day planned.

- I'd like for you to spend it with me. - Oh, Jock, I can't. I'm sorry.

Yeah.

Mama, I don't mean any disrespect, but I don't think you're being fair to Daddy.

He's just staying home from the office to spend time with you.

Can I have a rain check?

I promised Matt Devlin I'd meet with him today...

...and try and solve this Mimosa Park problem.

You got a rain check.

- Pam, can I drive in with you? - Why, sure.

- Just give me a minute to get my things. - I'll wait for you in the car.

Mama's really got herself a project, doesn't she?

I'll tell you, she won't convince Devlin to do anything he doesn't want to.

How long had he been dead?

Mr. Barnes, why are you pushing this investigation? We didn't find anything.

- You trying to second-guess this office? - No offense, sheriff.

I'm new in the DA's office. I was given this case.

Now, the medical examiner said he'd been dead for how long?

He said with a body that's been dead for two or three years...

...he can be pretty accurate. A thousand years, he can do well too.

- In between... - All right, his best estimate?

- Twenty-five to 30 years. - And the weapon was a.38?

Yes. The bullet was still lodged in the skull.

Do you have his effects here...

...or are they down with the remains at the Dallas morgue?

They're here. We were just getting ready to send them to Dallas.

May I see them?

Please.

Not much here.

Just the kind of stuff any itinerant cowboy would have.

Obviously, robbery wasn't the motive.

This buckle was worth something even 25 years ago.

Engraving in here, did the lab check that out?

Yes. It says, "To H.M. with love, R.B."

- Who is H.M.? - How in the hell do I check that out?

The body was found on Southfork. Maybe the man worked on Southfork.

You see, sheriff, you're still going with the theory that he was an itinerant.

Mr. Barnes, I have a lot to do. Thanks for coming by.

Sheriff, I would like the employment records from Southfork...

...covering a period of 25 to 30 years ago.

Then you best get a court order.

All right, you win. I'll ask for them.

Can I use your phone?

Sure. Why not?

Maybe you'd like for me to put your name on the door there too?

- Hello? - Anthropology department, please.

- Professor Wilbur Calder. - Yes, sir.

- Hello? - Hello, Will, this is Cliff Barnes.

I need a favor. I've got something I think will really be challenging for you.

Happy to, Cliff.

How's your time? Can you meet me down at the Dallas morgue in two hours?

- I'll be there. - Bye.

Yeah, when I get back from town, I'd like to talk about those new steers.

- Sure thing. - Okay.

Hey, Bobby.

Aren't you cutting yourself thin trying to stay on top of the ranch and the office?

Well, can't last forever.

- See you. - See you later.

- Hello, Sue Ellen. - Hi, Bobby.

- He doesn't sound too happy. - Oh, he's not at all.

- Well, hi. - He doesn't have a hat.

You want a hat?

Can you say "Uncle Bobby"?

- Go on. - Can you say "Uncle Bobby"?

Just "Bobby"? "Bob"?

Nothing.

- Well... - You want that hat? Don't want it?

- Want to wear it? - You can play with it?

Well, he's a Ewing. His first word will probably be "oil."

I think you're right.

Sue Ellen, you've been spending an awful lot of time by yourself lately.

Is there anything I can do?

Oh, I don't think so.

Bobby.

You don't really believe that I've started drinking again, do you?

I don't wanna believe it.

I need someone on my side.

I am on your side.

Sue Ellen, I've always been on your side.

J.R. has done everything he can to put me back in that sanitarium.

Why?

Everything's been going so well between you two.

No, it hasn't.

I just made it seem that way.

I wanted to be the perfect wife...

...so everyone would forget my past.

I don't understand. Why all this game playing then?

- To try to get custody of little John. - What?

Bobby, I can't live with J.R. anymore.

I want a divorce.

You're telling me you're not drinking...

...and J.R.'s trying to make you look like a drunk?

Yes.

Sue Ellen...

If you feel you have to leave J.R., then do it.

But do it in the open, don't try and play his game, honey. He's too good at it.

And...

...don't rush into anything.

But what about little John?

Well, that's a...

That's a choice you may have to make.

You're gonna have to take your chances.

Here.

Take a look at these.

Aren't they beautiful?

Matt, that's not the point.

I guess there's just no convincing you.

I don't want Dallas to start looking like those old cities...

...people are running away from.

How did you ever get involved with Jock?

What do you mean?

Love of the land, open space.

You told me Jock's oil wells ruined the countryside.

Your daddy hated him for that.

My daddy hated all oilmen, not just Jock.

But Daddy had a feeling for the land that only a rancher can know.

Or a rancher's daughter?

Yes.

I don't often meet a woman with your tenacity.

- Is that a compliment? - Definitely.

- Mr. Devlin, these need your signature. - Yes. Thank you. Just leave them here.

Why don't we continue to talk over lunch?

- I could have something sent up... - No, Matt.

- But thanks. - Please.

I don't think so.

Maybe we can reach some sort of compromise about the project.

Matt, I have to leave.

I'll call you.

We can discuss it over lunch tomorrow.

Wonder what the sheriff wants.

Howdy, sheriff. What brings you out here?

Well, I hate to keep bothering you with this, Jock...

...but the Dallas DA's office just won't let that body rest in peace...

...without poking around a little more.

Well, what can I do for you?

I need to look at your employment records.

We don't keep those records anymore.

Accountant's been taking care of that for years.

- How many years? - Oh, maybe 10, 15.

I need to look at the records from 25 to 30 years ago.

You gotta be kidding, Fenton. We don't keep that stuff around here that long.

- Oh, well, I just thought I'd ask anyway. - Well, Jock, I can go check the shed.

Got a lot of old ledgers and things over there.

- You mind, Jock? - No, I don't mind. Be my guest, Fenton.

- Might as well go on out then, huh? - See you later, Ray.

Sheriff.

Daddy?

Daddy?

Daddy?

Daddy? Daddy.

Daddy?

Oh, please. Daddy.

Operator, this is an emergency. Please, help me. I need an ambulance.

And I hope that in the near future...

...you will allow me the honor of visiting your beautiful country and vast oil fields.

Sign it:

"Reverently, J.R. Ewing, Ewing Enterprises," and so forth.

Type that up for me right away, will you?

Yes, sir.

Hi, Bobby.

J.R., why did you cut back production on those East Texas fields I opened up?

I gave it some thought, and with all the oil...

...we're pumping off the coast of Asia...

...I figured we could afford to sit back and wait while the prices rise...

...here in the good old U.S. of A. - You didn't talk about it with me.

Well, I guess it just slipped my mind.

I wanna be consulted about things like this. That's why I'm here.

Now, two riders can't steer the same horse. You know that.

Maybe you're right.

Maybe only one person can run this company.

Would you like to have a showdown as to who it'll be?

We can ask Daddy who he'd like for it, you or me.

Now, hold on, Bob. There's no reason to worry Daddy with this.

If you feel that strongly about it, go ahead, set your own production levels.

And I promise I won't make a move without you in the future.

I'm gonna make sure of that.

Okay.

We got four men with the initials "H.M." What do you expect to prove, Barnes?

Let me see that list.

"Harlan March, Hutchinson McKinney, Hap Martin, Herbert Minter."

You've been around for a long time, Newly. You know any of those guys?

Well, yeah.

Let's see...

- Hap Martin kicked off a few years ago. - Okay.

- Minter, I think he moved to Tulsa. - What about the other two?

- Come on, Barnes. - What about March and McKinney?

- Yeah, I knew McKinney. - What about him?

He was foreman on the Southfork for a couple of years, that's all.

Newly, it's getting late. Why don't you go home?

- What was McKinney like? - He had a bad temper, touchy guy.

- Did you know him well? - No.

You said he had a temper. How did you know that?

He used to get in fights all the time.

- Ever have a fight with Jock Ewing? - Jock fired him.

- Fired him? - That's enough, Barnes.

No. Wait a minute.

- Why did he fire him? - There was bad blood between them.

- How bad? - They hated each other's guts.

- You think Jock could have killed him? - Stop it, Barnes. You're way out of line.

- How could you leave him alone? - He was okay when I left.

I had some business.

So, what do the doctors say? Is he gonna be okay?

It's too soon for the doctor to know. He was very blunt, though.

He said Digger's body can't take the abuse. The drinking.

Hey, Daddy.

You gotta get better, you hear me?

Because we've got a lot to do together, you and me.

I'm gonna fight them, I swear.

I'm gonna get the Ewings for what they've done to you.

Sue Ellen, why don't you sit down. You're gonna wear yourself out.

I am worn-out. I just can't fight anymore.

I knew J.R. would break me...

...but I can't let him do that.

I'm gonna take your suggestion, Dr. Elby.

I'm gonna leave him.

What about your baby?

I have thought about nothing else but my baby.

Don't you see, Dr. Elby? I'm no good to him this way.

You know what I was gonna do? I was gonna take him with me.

In the middle of the night if I had to.

Then I realized I couldn't get away with it.

J.R. would just hunt me down.

You're gonna leave your child with J.R.?

Are you able to do that?

Not with J.R., with Miss Ellie. With Pamela.

They'll take real good care of him till I can get him back.

Sue Ellen, if everyone is convinced you're an alcoholic...

- Including you. - I didn't say that.

You almost did the last time I was here.

What you think I say, or for that matter, what anyone says is not important.

Do you have the strength to leave your child?

If I stay, J.R. is gonna put me back in that sanitarium...

...and I'll be leaving him anyway.

But if I go on my own...

...Dusty will help me get him back.

Sue Ellen, you're still relying on someone else's strength.

Dusty will help me get him back, Dr. Elby. I know he will.

You'll see.

Tiny, listen, I want you to make the rounds...

...of all the places where the old-time cowboys hang out.

Gene, I want you to get a search warrant. Go out to Southfork.

Comb the area where the body was. See if you can find any trace of a weapon.

Look, Cliff, we're working on a couple of other cases.

Yeah, I mean, finding anyone who knew Hutch McKinney isn't gonna be easy.

That's not true. Sheriff Washburn's deputy knew him. There must be others.

You sure it's McKinney?

I'm convinced. I've got the dental records right here.

What about Washburn?

He's not too happy about it, but he's making the rounds too.

Come to think of it, Gene, I think you better use metal detectors on Southfork.

The sheriff said he searched, but I'm not sure to what extent.

- Okay. - Thank you.

- Oh, hi, Lyle. - Gentlemen.

I don't believe you're tying up investigators...

...in that old homicide of yours.

I wasn't aware of the fact that the DA's office...

...was interested in letting people get away with murder.

Oh, come on, Barnes. All you got is a dead body with a bullet hole in it.

That could have been an accident, suicide, self-defense...

- Or murder. - Don't kid a kidder.

You just wanna pin a rap on somebody at Southfork.

The only motive you got is vengeance, yours.

That isn't good enough for the DA.

No, I'm interested in solving a murder and punishing the murderer.

You see, that's my job.

You go on believing that if you want, but you can't tie up investigators forever.

We got a couple of homicides happened yesterday we'd love to get cleaned up.

- Hello? - Professor Calder, please.

- Hello? - Will, how's it coming?

- You're not giving me much time, Cliff. - I don't have much time.

I'm already starting to get static. I need it tomorrow.

- Okay, I'll try. It means working all night. - I appreciate it. I owe you.

I never liked the idea of putting one in Mimosa Park.

- Good night, everybody. - I thought you had a dinner date.

- I do. - Well, where is he?

- I'm meeting him in town. - Well, why isn't he picking you up?

He had to work late. I didn't want him to drive all the way out to the ranch.

Now, Lucy, I don't like that. It's not proper. Who is he?

You don't know him, Granddaddy. He's just someone from school.

- Night. - Good night.

Bye.

I'll sure be happy when she finds somebody substantial to marry.

Oh, come on, Daddy...

...she solved that relationship with Alan Beam all by herself.

She did the right thing. I think you're gonna have to stop worrying about her.

Bobby's right, Jock.

Well, I just don't like the women of this family...

...running around by themselves, that's all.

- What did Pam say about Digger? - Well, there's no change.

She's gonna stay in the hospital with him tonight.

- She must be exhausted. - Yeah.

- Is Cliff with her? - No, he hasn't been there all day.

He's on his vengeance trip again...

...blaming the Ewings for everything that happened to Digger.

Well, that's the Barnes family for you.

Never did take responsibility for their failures.

Jock, Digger was your friend and your partner.

I still think of him as a friend.

- Sue Ellen coming down for dinner? - No, she has an upset stomach, Mama.

Maybe I ought to go up and see her.

Mama, please. Sue Ellen and I are just gonna have to work this out ourselves.

I don't think you're really trying, J.R.

- What's that? - I talked to Sue Ellen.

She's afraid you wanna put her back in that sanitarium.

That's none of your business, is it?

She's part of this family, and needs help. That makes it my business.

- I'm giving her all the help she needs. - Help to what, drive her over the edge?

Stay out of my marriage, Bobby.

And how do you plan to stop me? Try to make me look like a drunk too?

What does that mean?

Hi, Pam.

- Where have you been all day? - I had something I had to do for Daddy.

- For Daddy? What? - Any change in his condition?

No. No change.

Why don't you go home and get some rest. I'll sit here with him.

I don't wanna leave him, Cliff.

Come on, come on. Go home and get some rest. I'll be here.

I'll call you if he wakes up.

I'll lie down on the couch in the waiting room.

You'll let me know if there's any change?

I love you, Daddy.

Little John.

You're gonna love Dusty, little John.

I just know you will.

I called him and asked him to fly in from San Angelo tomorrow.

And I'll meet him in Fort Worth.

And after a little while, you can come live with us.

Dusty's gonna make a wonderful father.

I just know he will.

I don't wanna leave you, little John...

...but I have to.

But it won't be long.

Mama promises you, it won't be long.

Mama.

I used a reconstruction technique based on the average depth of tissues...

...at 18 critical points on the face.

How did you come up with the color of the eyes?

That's a guess based on the shreds of hair that were still attached to the skull.

I tried to match the shirt to the tiny pieces of cloth you gave me.

Cliff, you still haven't explained the rush.

I'm gonna have some photographs taken of this bust...

...both front and side view, and then I'll send them out to my investigators.

And I'll send one to Sheriff Washburn in Braddock.

Maybe that will jog some memories.

You got a powerful enemy there, gentlemen.

That Barnes is real gung ho on this case.

I knew it. I knew it. That man just won't quit.

An old derelict's body is found on Southfork...

...and he makes it the biggest case since Bonnie and Clyde.

Who was it they found, sheriff? Do you know?

Name is Hutch McKinney. You remember him?

Yeah, he worked for me.

Well, I won't bother you any more now.

I just thought you all ought to know about it.

- Thank you, Fenton. - Yes, sir.

Fenton.

- Sheriff. - Ray.

- What's up, Ray? - You know that DA investigator...

...that's been going over my land with a metal detector?

Yeah, what about him?

He just found a real old .38-caliber service revolver.

It was buried not 20 yards from where they found the body.

- You get a good look at it? - Yeah.

Investigator said it was an 1892 Colt six-shot service revolver. Double action.

Well...

I think maybe you boys better see if you can call in a few markers...

...and get Cliff Barnes off this investigation.

Because if Ray is right...

...that was my gun, all right.

Donahue, there must be a dozen guys in the DA's office who can handle this.

The way Barnes feels about my family, he's gonna build this into some kind of...

...cockamamie case that will cost the county a fortune.

All right. All right, bud, do whatever you can. I appreciate it. All right, bye.

- Well, I just talked to Curly Hobson. - Yeah, anything?

Said he'd do what he can, but it's hard to fool around with the DA's office.

I got Donahue talking to the DA himself. He owes me a few favors.

We gotta keep the pressure on. Who's left on your list?

Here, take that bottom part, would you?

Right there. Take those guys, and I'll handle the rest.

That thing's spooky. Can't you throw something over it?

Looks like old Hutch is coming right out of the desk.

I can, if it bothers you.

No, that's all right. I'm getting used to it.

Come in.

Sheriff Washburn, glad you could be here.

- Who's this? - This is Merdo Ferris.

This is investigator Tiny Voight.

- Hello, sheriff. - Tiny.

Tiny hadn't had these pictures for more than an hour...

...when he ran into Mr. Ferris here at the Wild Bronc Saloon.

- Shall I tell him, Mr. Barnes? - Please do.

Well, I was in that bar at Braddock...

...when Hutch McKinney and Jock Ewing almost tore the place apart.

When was this, Ferris?

Oh, I'd say, near as I can remember, 27, 28 years ago.

Which was it, 27 or 28 years?

- Oh, come on, sheriff. - No, no. It was 1952.

Eisenhower had just beat the pants off that Stevenson guy.

It was a couple weeks after the election. Some of us were still celebrating.

Tell him about Hutch.

Hutch, he was the foreman on Southfork.

He was until that night, anyway.

Right there in the bar, Jock fired him.

He ordered him to leave the ranch by morning, or he was gonna kill him.

Dusty?

Dusty? You here yet?

Dusty?

You've been very quiet.

I wanted you to take the lead...

...offer some solution to Mimosa Park.

That's not what I wanted to talk about.

Well, then I don't understand the reason for this lunch.

Don't you?

Matt, if you're trying to trick me with some sort of delay...

Ellie.

I think it's time we talked about us.

- Matt. - You're not a schoolgirl.

We both know what's been happening to us.

Nothing has been happening.

While we've been arguing about the park, Ellie...

...I've been falling in love with you.

- No. - And you've been falling in love with me.

- Matt, I think I better go. - Ellie.

Finish your lunch.

I'll be quiet.

The fight to preserve Mimosa Park in Dallas has gone down to the wire...

... with Daughters of The Alamo pressuring to stop a development project.

We now have more information on that crash of a private plane reported earlier.

Dusty Farlow, heir to the great Southern Cross Ranch...

... was killed in that crash on a flight from San Angelo to Dallas/Fort Worth.

Wreckage of the twin-engine plane was scattered over acres of rough terrain.

The plane apparently encountered difficulty...

... while flying through an unexpected electrical storm.

A rescue team, which has reached the wreckage, reports finding no sign of life.

A check with the airport at San Angelo...

... revealed that Mr. Farlow was apparently flying alone.

His parents have been notified by authorities...

... and his father is on the way to the scene of the crash.

Dusty Farlow had spent several years as a popular rodeo rider...

... before returning to San Angelo to assume respons...

Hello, sheriff.

- Seen a lot of you lately. - Yes, sir, I guess you have.

Well, what can I do for you this time?

- It ain't a pleasant duty, sir. - You got a job to do, you do it.

I'm sorry, Jock. I gotta read you your rights.

What the hell you talking about, Fenton?

I have to arrest you in connection with the murder of one Hutchinson McKinney.

You have the right to remain silent.

If you give up the right to remain silent...

...anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.

You have the right to speak with an attorney...

...and to have that attorney present during questioning.

If you so desire and cannot afford one...

...an attorney will be appointed for you without charge before questioning.

To be continued.

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