All language subtitles for Dallas S10E20

We've got quite
a file, Mr. Ewing.

If we proceed with it, you
can kiss Ewing Oil goodbye.

And I'll tell you another thing.
Don't you come crawling back to me.

I know you're upset.
You have every right to be.

- You'd never sell Dad's company.
- The hell I wouldn't.

That's some triple play, from
Pam to Barnes to Wendell.

- I got you to double-check everything.
- Pam, that is a terrible thing to say.

Well, it's not over yet.
They may all go to jail.

Oh, my God.

Oh, the kids are right here. Sue
Ellen's at the hospital with J.R.

- I got you.
- Uh-uh. No way.

- Keep the door closed!
- Not fair. I got you.

What?

No. Oh, no, I think
J.R. is gonna be fine.

Okay, please be quiet.

I think J.R. is gonna be fine. It was
just a superficial wound in his side.

Right now, it's Bobby and
Ray I'm more worried about.

Well, you can't imagine
how it is around here.

It's all over the
radio and television.

Oh, I bet. “A Shootout
at the LA. Corral.“

Are the police still
holding Ray and Bobby?

Yes.

Clayton had better
call Scotty Demarest...

and see if there's a law
firm here that we can rely on.

I think they'd
better be very good.

I understand. Pam, can
I speak to John Ross?

Sure, hold on.

John Ross, it's Grandma.

Hi, Grandma.

- Hello, my darling.
- Hello there, old buddy.

Are you all right?

Sure. But you
should have seen it.

My daddy was really neat.

He wasn't afraid or anything,
even when he got shot.

And then Uncle Bobby and
Uncle Ray shot that man.

He was gonna shoot me, I think.

But they got him first.

- Any messages?
- Everybody's calling you.

I don't suppose one of
them's from Pam, huh?

I'm sure Pam's too
worried about Bobby to call.

Why would she be
worried about Bobby?

- Don't you know?
- Don't know.

Come on, folks. What
is this, a guessing game?

The shooting in California.

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

A man was killed. J.R. was shot.

The police are still
holding Bobby and Ray.

JR. was shot, huh? How bad?

They didn't say.

But he's in the hospital and
it's been all over the news.

They didn't mention
the hotel they were at?

Because if I don't get a hold of
Pam, I'll blow this Park Bell deal.

Is that all you care about?

Now, wait a minute.

Who do you think
you're talking to?

I care about Pam and
Christopher, that's all.

- But...
- No “buts“ about it.

This world would
be better off...

without the human
blight of J.R. Ewing.

Keep listening to the radio...

and if they mention the hotel,
you come in there and you tell me.

John Ross, please use
your napkin. There, honey.

And would you
please eat something?

- Hello everybody.
- Daddy.

- Hi.
- Mommy.

Hi.

- Hey.
- How's Daddy?

- How you doing?
- Good.

- I was worried about you.
- Well, everybody's fine.

Went by the hospital to see J.R.

Did the police drop the charges?

Boys, get over there and
finish those hamburgers.

- Scat.
- Go on.

They... They released us
on our own recognizance.

Until the district attorney decides
whether or not to press charges.

But it was a kidnapping.

Well, the police aren't too happy
about us gunning down Calhoun.

Well, J.R. did it again. He
got everybody in trouble.

- Pamela, that's a terrible thing to say.
- It's the truth.

If he hadn't gotten involved with
Calhoun, none of this would've happened.

And nobody is sorrier
about that than J.R. is.

And if he has done anything
wrong, he has paid the price.

Well, it's not over yet.
They may all go to jail.

Wait a minute. Let's not
jump to conclusions, honey.

Doesn't anyone
understand what I mean?

I think we all understand.

It's just that what's
done is done.

Bobby, I called Miss
Ellie to calm her down...

but I think you should call her.

Okay, yeah. First, I wanna take a
shower and get out of these clothes.

Will you order me
up some dinner?

Could you order me up
a steak and some coffee?

- I'll be back in about an hour.
- Sure.

Oh, Bobby. Clayton called.

He said Scotty Demarest is
going to contact an attorney for you.

Good, I have a feeling
we're gonna need one.

I'll be out in a minute.

Sue Ellen, I'm sorry...

but I can't help but blame J.R.
for everything that's happened.

You can't blame him more
than he blames himself.

I think you should give him a little
credit for the way he acted this morning.

Come on, John Ross. I'm tired.

Say “good night.“

Good night, Christopher.
Good night, Pam.

- Good night, John Ross.
- Good night.

Is Uncle J.R. gonna be okay?

Oh, honey. One thing
you can depend on...

is Uncle J.R. is always
going to be okay.

Sleep tight, sweetheart.

I'll be in the next room if
you need anything, okay?

Night-night.

- Mama?
- Yes.

Why is Aunt Pam mad at Daddy?

I think she's just worried
about Uncle Bobby and Ray.

But Daddy is the
one who got shot.

I know.

He kept telling me
not to be scared.

He kept telling that man to
let me go and take him instead.

Your daddy is a
very brave man...

and there is nothing he
wouldn't do for you or his brothers.

Do you love Daddy again?

Why did you ask that?

Because you went to
the hospital with him.

And when Aunt Pam was mad...

you said good things about him.

Did you listen to
everything that went on?

Sure.

You know, I was so
impressed with your daddy.

I saw a side of
him that I saw...

when I first met him
and fell in love with him.

When we go home...

can we be a real family again?

A real family?

You know... not
fighting all the time.

You and Daddy kissing like
Uncle Bobby and Aunt Pam.

Well, maybe.

Maybe what your daddy went through
today will have enough effect on him...

that he'll wanna be
a real family again.

I know I'd like that.

Me too.

Good night, Mama.

I love you.

Good night.

Daltry.

What are you doing here?

I thought you would
be delighted to see me.

I know you don't have
many other friends out here.

With friends like you, I
sure don't need any enemies.

In my world, it is sometimes difficult
to tell the difference between the two.

Oh, I can tell the difference.

You and that damn company of yours
got my son kidnapped, almost killed.

No, Mr. Ewing. You
caused that to happen.

I warned you
when we first met...

about the kind of man
you were dealing with.

All you had to do was
give me some protection...

when I blew the
whistle on Calhoun.

We're not in the business of
giving private citizens protection...

especially ones that
involve themselves...

with international terrorists.

If you came here to give me
a lecture, I don't wanna hear it.

Actually...

I came to...

accept your thanks.

For what? Being alive?

No. For a favor I just did you.

That'll be the day.

You're free, Mr. Ewing.

On the company's behalf, I managed
to convince the local agencies...

not to proceed with charges
against you and your brothers.

How'd you do that?

Well, we pointed out that
Calhoun was, after all, a terrorist...

wanted by the CIA and the FBI.

If for nothing else, the
murder of Garrett Gordon.

And he did, of course,
kidnap your son.

They're gonna let us go?

Not too happily...

but they finally
saw the big picture.

You are all, however,
wanted out of Los Angeles...

as soon as you're
able to travel...

which according to your doctor,
should be a couple of days.

That can't be soon
enough for me.

And after all this time...

why did you help us?

Well, you did do us a favor
in getting rid of Calhoun.

It saved us a lot of trouble.

Bye, Mr. Ewing.

One more thing.

As far as we're concerned...

the files in this
case are still open.

So watch yourself in the future.

One step out of line...

one more foreign adventure...

and this entire matter
could be turned over...

to the attorney
general's office.

We've got quite
a file, Mr. Ewing.

If we proceed with it...

you can kiss Ewing Oil goodbye.

- Yeah?
- Cliff...

Bertram Fugue of
Park Bell Oil is here.

Show him in. Oh, boy.

- Would you care for anything, Mr. Pogue?
- Nope.

Nothing for me, Jackie. Heh.

- Well, Ben, what a surprise.
- I don't know why.

We were supposed to close
this deal a couple of days ago.

Yeah, I know, I know.

If you've been reading the paper,
my sister's been in California.

Well, I know all about that.

The point is, I'm taking
my deal elsewhere.

- She's coming back today. We can close.
- That's too late.

I stick by my word.

I said I'd give you two
days. It's been four.

We don't have a deal anymore.

No, no. Wait a minute.
We do have a deal.

We have a deal in principle.

“In principle“? You don't even
know what that word means.

And I'll tell you
something else.

That 6-million-dollar kickback
you wanted still sticks in my craw.

Hey, look, I told you, Ben.
That wasn't a kickback.

That was a way for
Barnes-Wentworth...

to get ready cash without
it showing on the books.

Barnes, no matter what
you call it, I don't like it.

I never did.

As a matter of fact, I
don't very much like you.

I don't like the way
you do business.

Wait. There's no need to get
personal. We can still have a deal.

We can do business. We
don't have to like each other.

I told you, I'm going
elsewhere with my company.

Well, you'll never get anybody
to pay you what I was going to.

It might be worth a little less
to sell it to somebody else.

Well, you go ahead then.

You try to dump that
crummy company somewhere.

See if you get any offers.
I'll tell you another thing.

Don't you come
crawling back to me.

Pam, how could you
do this to me now?

Hey, look at that. Ha-ha.

- Grandma, we're home.
- We're back.

- Did Mama tell you I got kidnapped?
- And my daddy shot him.

- Well, my daddy tried to first.
- Oh, buy, now settle down.

Well, that must have
been very exciting.

- Mama.
- J.R.

J.R., are you all right?

- Oh, I'm feeling real good.
- Oh.

- Where's Ray?
- We dropped him off at his place.

- Hi, boys.
- You must have quite a story to tell.

- Oh, quite a story.
- It you'll excuse me, I'll go upstairs.

- All right, J.R.
- I'll help you.

Come on, Grandma, come on.

- I wanna tell you the whole thing.
- It's really neat.

He locked me up in
this old warehouse...

and we even made
a tape for Daddy.

I saw it. That man
was real mean.

I was scared for a while, but
he didn't hurt me or anything.

Hell, there was a time I never
thought I'd see this room again.

At least it ended well.

You know...

for all the tragedy
it almost brought...

it could make
things better for us.

Well, I suppose it could.

I'd like that.

And so would I.

But it's up to you.

Excuse me.

I'd like to talk to
J.R. for a minute.

Of course.

Alone. Please.

- I'll be back later.
- Thanks.

You know, Bob...

I didn't have a chance to
thank you for what you did.

You saved my
boy's life. Mine too.

I didn't come up
here for thanks, J.R.

Oh, I know that.

As usual, the Ewing
brothers stuck together...

when things from
outside threatened.

Even old Ray.

Yeah, but we never should have
been threatened in the first place.

You almost lost your son out
there, and Ewing Oil to boot...

and all because you couldn't
stop playing your dirty games.

You know I did that
for the right reasons.

I don't give a damn
about your reasons.

I'm tired of it. I'm tired of
you getting into trouble...

and then me and the rest of the family
having to pull your fat out of the tire.

I'm not gonna put
up with it anymore.

If you can't stop this
secretive crap, then I'm out.

We can sell Ewing Oil.

We can divide up
everything and I'm on my way.

Oh, Bob, I know you're upset,
and you have every right to be.

- But you'd never sell Daddy's company.
- The hell I wouldn't.

There's not a member of this
family that wouldn't do the same thing.

They're all fed up with you.

Yeah, you're right.

Now, don't you think I realize
I almost cost my son his life?

He's the most precious thing
in the world to me. And why?

Just to get the
price of oil back up.

Hell, all the oil in the world is
not worth a hair on that boy's head.

I never should have gotten
involved with Calhoun.

When I did, I should have
told you about it sooner.

I'm sorry, Bobby. I'm
sorry, that's all I can say.

Are you really?

Yes, I am.

I've been doing
a lot of thinking.

I'm gonna take a little rest, stay
away from the office for a while.

At least till I get back on my feet,
emotionally as well as physically.

And I want you to
run the company.

Will you do that for me?

If I take over, I
do things my way.

Of course.
Absolutely. I trust you.

You can run the company
any way you want to.

No questions about
the decisions I make?

No questions.

All right.

I'll do it for a while.

But when you get back...

are you gonna be able to
play everything aboveboard?

I'll try, I promise.

Hope so. JR.

Because I'd sure like to work
with somebody I could trust.

Bobby, Mr. Fugue from Park
Bell Oil is here to see you.

Show him in, thank you.

- Mr. Pogue.
- Thank you.

Thank you, Phyllis.

- Mr. Ewing, Bert Pogue.
- Bert, how are you?

Oh. I'm just fine, thank you.

Do you mind if I
get to the point?

Not at all. Have a seat.

You know my
company, Park Bell Oil?

I'm aware of it, yes.

Well, I wanna sell it
fast, and I mean fast.

Here is my annual report,
my financial statement...

my reserve report
and my drilling status.

I want $18 million for it.

Now, I think that's a fair price
for me and a fair price for you.

Mr. Pogue, I'm very
aware of your company...

and that is a fair asking price.

To be honest, I
get a little nervous...

when someone comes in wanting
to sell as fast as you seem to.

I understand.

I'm not trying to put
anything over you.

As a matter of fact, I almost
had the company sold.

Based a lot of things
on closing the deal.

But I got jerked around by...

Well, it doesn't matter by who.

The point is I
have to sell fast.

Ewing has a reputation
of moving fast.

Well, I can move
as fast as I have to.

Let me take a look at this.

If I like it, we could close
as early as tomorrow.

You need approval
from your brother?

- No. It's my decision. Why?
- Well, I like dealing with a man...

who can make his own decisions
and has the money to back it.

You'll hear from me this
afternoon one way or the other.

- Looking forward to it.
- Mr. Pogue.

- Good night, Daddy.
- Good night, son.

- I love you.
- I love you too.

You're the best
daddy in the world.

Good night, Mama.

Good night, sweetheart.
I'll tuck you in in a minute.

- All right.
- Okay.

Um... Can I get you anything?

No.

You know how good it feels
to have your son look at you...

with love in his eyes like that?

He's very proud of you.

He thinks you're a hero.

I wish I was. I'd
be prouder myself.

The morning that you
left to meet Calhoun...

do you remember what
we said to each other?

Yes.

I told you that I loved you.

Yeah. We had so many things
that could have been so good.

A shame we wasted it.

It may not be too late.

I appreciate you now
more than ever, Sue Ellen.

Taking over Valentine
the way you did...

knowing that I'd
break off with Mandy...

when she became
the Valentine Girl.

It showed me a
whole new side of you.

A side that I could
really relate to.

That was a very
painful time for me.

Mandy was so
young... so beautiful.

And there had been so
many other women in your life.

But even I knew that they
didn't mean anything to you.

But Mandy...

Mandy was different.

For the first time, I really thought
that you cared for another woman.

Yes, I thought so too.

But when it came right
down to it, I let her go, honey.

Not you.

And that had nothing to
do with losing John Ross?

Well, at first it did.

But mostly...

mostly it was you.

A new, exciting you, Sue Ellen.

Someone who could be a
challenge to me, someone I...

Someone who I could
relate to as an equal.

Someone who I could fall
in love with all over again.

And be just like it
started out to be.

Only better.

Much better.

For how long?

I can't guarantee anything...

but I wanna try.

I really do.

So do I.

Good evening,
Mr. and Mrs. Ewing.

Hello, Dora Mae.

- I have your table ready.
- Good, good.

- Glad to have you back, Bob.
- Thank you.

I'm happy you wanted to eat out. I
don't think I could've faced J.R. tonight.

Well, we deserve
a little time together.

I thought we'd play hooky
and spend the night in town.

- Oh, I'd love that.
- Good.

- Cassie will be right over.
- Thank you.

- Well, lookie there.
- Oh.

- New menus.
- Yeah.

They said they had a
new chef in from California.

Supposed to be pretty good.

- Good evening.
- Hi, Cassie.

Hi. Would you care for
a cocktail this evening?

No, I'll tell you what.

Why don't you break
into the Ewing stock...

- bring us a bottle of Palms, '45?
- Yes, sir.

I am impressed.

Nothing but the best for you.

- What do you wanna have?
- This looks great.

This really is
new. Look at this.

Hello, Pam. Bobby.

Hello, Jeremy.

It's a shame what happened to J.R.
I hope that he wasn't hurt too badly.

No, no, he's fine.

I'll be sure to tell him you
were asking about him.

You know, I heard rumors
about this man that was killed...

that he was a
terrorist of some sort.

Whatever connection was there
between J.R. and this Calhoun?

Calhoun had kidnapped John Ross.

And beyond that, Jeremy. It's
none of your damn business.

Well, of course it is. I wouldn't want
anything to happen to Ewing Oil...

till I personally have the
pleasure of destroying it.

01 don't you know about the
threats that J.R. made toward Westar?

I know all about it.

But you know what
I don't understand...

is why you and J.R.
have this hate on.

If you're coming after Ewing
Oil, you're coming after me too.

If you wanna get down and dirty,
Wendell, that's just fine with me.

Well...

as I see it, the way you boys
fight amongst yourselves...

just works to my advantage.

Whatever goes on
between J.R. and I...

when it comes to
you, we'll be together.

And when we're together, we
are one tough family, Wendell.

It's been my experience that even
tough families have a weak link.

Pam.

I'm gonna enjoy
whittling him down to size.

I don't like him.

Bobby, does there
always have to be a war...

between Ewing Oil
and somebody else?

Pam, if you wanna stay in
business, you gotta be willing to fight.

But he's wrong about one thing.

The Ewing family does
not have a weak link.

Tonight. Tonight is
a perfect example.

I mean, they're all so
polite and they listen.

And they're all terribly upset
about the oil business in Texas.

But I guarantee you, I
didn't swing one vote.

- Look, you can't win every time.
- Well.

- But you're making headway.
- Slowly, slowly.

I feel like I'm running in
quicksand. I'm struggling.

Even if I do the oil lobby some
good, it's gonna be too late.

Donna, if it were easy.
They wouldn't need you.

That is the same thing Ray said to
me before I left to come to Washington.

Then we have a couple
of things in common.

One of which...

is that we can recognize
a winner when we see one.

I'm not too sure about that.

Maybe I'll just chuck it all
and head on back to Dallas.

Oh, I would hate
to see that happen.

Look... oil lobby
or no oil lobby...

you belong in Washington.

Even from a personal standpoint,
I'd hate to see it happen.

I'd like to think we were
more than just friends.

I'd like to ask you something.

Is Ray a thing of the past?

Uh...

Our marriage is.
That's for sure.

Thank you for seeing me home.

Anytime.

Well, as much as I'm
not looking forward to it...

I guess I have to face Cliff.

What's the matter with Cliff?

I left for California right
in the middle of a deal.

I'll bet he's furious at me.

I can always get you a
job at Ewing Oil, honey.

Thanks. But no thanks.

Bye.

- Good morning.
- Well, good morning.

Pam.

- Good morning.
- Morning.

Ellie, I don't wanna be late.

- Where are you off to, Mama?
- We're going up to Oklahoma City.

We're gonna run a
Sunbelt in Cherokee.

Ray and I are gonna buy
us a champion cutter...

help establish our name.

I don't think I'll be
much help to you there.

Yes, you are. There's a
furniture maker there...

that's got a roll-top desk I
wanna put in our bedroom.

- Ha. A roll-top desk?
- Mm-hm.

I live here too. I want
some place to put my things.

- Oh, but Clayton.
- A roll-top desk.

- Hi, Jackie.
- Pam, how are you?

Well, fine so far. Heh.

- Is he in?
- Yes, and very anxious to see you.

I bet.

I cannot believe that you
just left Dallas like that.

Cliff, I'm really sorry. I
didn't have any choice.

Didn't know where you were,
didn't know how to reach you.

I could've closed
that Park Bell deal.

Do you know how good
that was? It's lost now.

- That didn't matter to you?
- 01 course it did.

Not to mention the fact
that that cretin Pogue...

said some very insulting things to me.
That story is gonna be all over Dallas.

Cliff, I'm so sorry things
turned out the way they did.

Hey, look. I just wanna
ask you one thing.

Now that you own part of my company,
are you gonna work here full-time...

or are you gonna take off...

the next time something
happens with the Ewings?

Well, now let me
tell you something.

What was happening in my
life was a lot more important...

than Park Bell Oil, that Pogue person
or anything else in the oil business.

And if you don't
like it, that's too bad.

Well, now, what are
you so upset about?

Well, you were absolutely right.

J.R. told me that they wanna
close a deal with MacArthur Mining.

Excellent. Glad to know
my sources were correct.

And what sources are those?

Well, that's confidential.

But I'll follow through
on it, believe me.

It's a job well-done,
April. Thank you.

Well, that's what
you're paying me for.

Bye.

Well, what'd he say?

He said he's gonna
follow through on it.

Good.

As long as he's convinced
you're working for him...

I'll be able to feed him
all sorts of information.

Bobby will be running the company
and I'll get to Wendell through you.

Very good, my dear. Very good.

As long as you remember
who you really are working for.

Well, can't you
stay for a while?

Darling.

I'm back with my wife. I'm
not going to bed with you.

That's not what I meant.

I mean, I could make you a sandwich
or something, and we could talk.

Not about the oil
business, just talk.

If I need conversation,
I'll talk with my wife.

You know, pretty soon you're
gonna be a very wealthy young lady.

Isn't that enough?

Did Miss Ellie say when
they're coming back?

Not for a couple of days, but I
think Ray should be here tomorrow.

Well, I sure hope Clayton
finds his roll-top desk. Heh.

- Hello, everybody.
- Hi.

- How you feeling, J.R.?
- Oh, pretty well. Oh, damn.

I have got some news that is gonna
make you feel like a million dollars.

Yeah, what's that?

I just closed a deal to buy
Park Bell Oil from Ben Pogue.

Bobby, how could you do that?

How could I do what, honey?

Steal Park Bell
Oil away from Cliff.

What are you talking about?

When I left for California,
he was making the deal...

and then Pogue backed out.

- I guess you made a better offer.
- Oh-ho. Whoa. Wait a minute.

Pogue came to me and
asked me to buy his company.

I didn't know about any deal with
Cliff and Fugue didn't mention it.

Well, it seems
very strange to me.

Aren't you forgetting
where your allegiances lie?

- You are a Ewing again, you know.
- Oh. And don't I know it.

I've done everything in
my power to stop the feud.

But now this is gonna
start it all over again.

How do you think you're
gonna stop the feud?

For one thing. I've
steered Cliff away...

from every company Ewing
Oil was interested in buying.

So there'd be no competition.

Do you remember the
companies you told Cliff about?

Richmore Oil, Talbott, MacArthur
Mining, Harrison, a couple of others.

There you go. You
see, it's all working.

We bought three of those. We've
almost closed the MacArthur deal.

And if you tell me sooner...

I will keep away from anything
that he's interested in. I promise I will.

Okay.

Well, about time.
Where you been?

I was bored, so I went shopping.

Say, did Wendell ever mention a
connection with Cliff Barnes to you?

Well, I was at Wendell's house
one day when Cliff came over.

He wanted a loan from him.

Oh, yeah? Did he get it?

Six million dollars’ worth.

Aha.

So Wendell does
have a hold on Cliff.

That's where he found
out about MacArthur Mining.

Well, that's some triple play.

From Pam to Barnes to Wendell...

and I got you to
double-check on everything.

Good. Very good. Ha-ha-ha.

- Give me a lift up here, honey.
- Oh.

J.R., can we go out
to lunch or something?

Well, now, April. You've
got everything you need.

You got a nice apartment...

car, money, clothes.
What else you want?

How about someone to talk to?

Some companionship.

I don't know anybody here.

The only people I ever see
are you and Jeremy Wendell.

Well, why don't you
join a bowling league?

Or if you're really lonesome,
get yourself a puppy.

On second thought...

these are new carpets.
Forget about the puppy.

Hello.

Mama?

Hi.

How are you?

Oh, that's good.

Me?

I'm doing just great.

Couldn't be better.

I met a lot of real
nice friends here.

Why, sure I'm keeping busy.

You know, with
work and all of that.

Well, there's this one
real nice guy I'm seeing.

He works at a bank.

No, not the vice
president, just a teller.

But I know you'd like him.

Am I happy?

Why, sure I'm happy.

I have everything I
ever wanted almost.

I love you too, Mama.

- Club soda, Mrs. Ewing?
- Yes, thank you, Cassie.

And you, sir?

I'll have a Scotch
and ginger ale.

Not too heavy on the ginger ale.

Fine.

So, uh...

So, heh, how were
things on the West Coast?

Oh, not too good.

I still haven't been able to
get the operation moving.

I tell you, it's a real shame.

Because if ever I saw
people who was ready...

for what we have to sell...

There's some weirdoes out there.

Then why are you having
trouble getting the operation going?

Well...

the problem is
that cousin of yours.

- Jamie?
- Yup.

See, you made it so she
has to cosign for everything.

Well, she hasn't
been around much.

What do you mean?

She and a girlfriend took off...

for some trip to Mexico
almost a month ago.

We haven't heard from her since.

Well, she's been going
through a rough time lately.

Divorce...

and she's just getting
herself back together.

Huh. And costing
us a lot of money.

I'll worry about the money.

Here you are.

As a matter of fact, something
good did happen while I was out there.

Hound the new Valentine Girl.

Oh.

You wanna talk built, this
girl has the best set 01...

Yeah, I'm sure she does. Um...

I'd like to see her.

Why don't you setup a meeting?

And then we can get the
business working again.

Amen to that.

Amen.

Amen.

Ray.

How'd you get out here?

I got a lift from a friend.

Does your mother
know you're out here?

No.

I figure you have
something to say.

The best way I know is just
for you to come out and say it.

Why don't you wanna
see us anymore?

Your mother didn't tell you.

All she says is that we
have to leave you alone.

But she misses you.

She misses you a lot.

I miss her too.

Well, she's all
alone and pregnant.

You know, you were the
only friend that she had.

And now she doesn't even
have you anymore either.

She takes everything
out on me...

and I know it's only
because she misses you.

Well, I didn't mean for any of
this to end up hurting you, honey.

You said you would stand by her.

You said you'd be our friend.

Look, I know there's a lot
going on in your life right now.

But is it really that much
more important than us?

You gave us your word.

You said you cared about us.

I do care.

I care about you and
your mom a whole lot.

It's just that, now things
are real complicated...

and there's not a whole
lot I can do about it.

I just can't be seeing you and
your mama right now, for a while.

You know, I may not know
a whole lot about things...

but I know what friends
are, and you're sure not one.

At least not of mine.

Southfork Ranch.

Which Mrs. Ewing?

One moment, please.

- Miss Sue Ellen?
- Yes.

- Phone call for you. Okay.
- Thank you.

Hello.

Yes, this is Sue Ellen
Ewing with Valentine Lingerie.

Oh, no.

Oh, my God.

How?

Sue Ellen, what's wrong?

That was a friend of Jamie's
calling from California.

There was an accident...

while they were hiking.

Jamie's dead.