All language subtitles for Dallas S10E29

Bobby, wouldn't it be
wonderful if I could carry a baby?

A squad of U.S. Marshals
came in and sealed our files.

The charges are coming in and
they're gonna bury the Ewings.

You two should let in jail
for all that you've done.

Make yourself useful.

- Sue Ellen, what are you doing?
- Cutting you off, you viper.

Wendell, you touch that painting
and I'll kill you where you stand.

For a man in his condition,
anything could happen.

Hey, hi there, honey.

How you doing there, honey?

Seven pounds, 14 ounces.

Gonna be some kind
of a strapping youngster.

And how is Jenna, is she okay?

Yeah, she's doing fine.

- What'd she name him?
- Lucas.

She named him after her father.

Lucas Wade.

Must be 20 years or
more since Lucas died.

Seems just like yesterday.

Good, I'm glad you're all here.

Well, J.R., did you hear?
Jenna had a little boy.

I'm not concerned about birth,
Mama. I'm concerned about death.

The death of Ewing Oil.

You missed all the fun
at the office today, Bobby.

A squad of U.S. Marshals came
in and sealed up all of our files.

- No, don't tell me.
- They locked us up as tight as a drum.

You can forget about
doing any business.

- Damn it.
- You told me that senator of Donna's...

was gonna help us out.

- I said he was gonna try.
- Where's Donna when we need her?

- What happened to all that influence?
- Oh, now, wait a minute, J.R.

You have no right to blame
Donna for what you did.

Do I have to remind you
that we're all in this together?

Thanks to you. You
dragged us into this.

- What?
- Bobby didn't start it.

- He didn't stop it either.
- What's going on here?

- We're supposed to be family.
- We were, but you destroyed that.

All right, desert me.

Fold your hands.

But I'm still in the game.
I got another card to play.

Come on, Sue Ellen, we're
gonna go out for dinner.

Who is it?

It's me.

I hope I'm not
interrupting anything.

It depends on why
you're here. Come in.

What's that, your lunch?

- I bought us some...
- Don't tell me. Chinese?

Here, make yourself useful.

Oh, okay. You
know, I'm thinking...

I was kind of funny
the last time I saw you.

Cliff, what's up?

Nothing. No, nothing.

I'm just kind of lonely. And
then I remembered the time...

you brought the Chinese
food over to my apartment...

and I just thought I'd take
you up on your rain check.

I didn't offer you a rain check.

You kicked me out and
kept the food, remember?

Knowing you, that's probably
the same bag I brought you.

Okay. I probably deserve that.

Why don't you finish getting
dressed, I'll open this up.

- I don't eat out of canons.
- Got plates?

No. You know, I thought we could just
spend a nice, relaxing evening together...

take off the gloves,
like you wanted to.

Why not?

I don't suppose you heard about anything
that happened over at Ewing Oil today?

Something's going on over
there and I just can't figure it out.

And you think I know?

I don't know, you're the
one who's friendly with them.

Why don't you just
give J.R. a call, ask him?

You know, I mean,
if it's no trouble.

I haven't talked
to J.R. for a while...

but I'd be happy to
give him a call for you.

Would you?

- I'll see what I can find out.
- That'd be great.

Hey, if we're gonna
work together...

we've gotta show each
other some good faith.

I could not agree with you more.

You know, I'm not wildly
ecstatic over Chinese food.

But there's this
wonderful new restaurant...

that I've been going to lately.

Why don't you let
me take you there...

and we'll celebrate
our newborn friendship.

I'll pick up the check.

I brought the baby a lion.

Well, I thought I could make sure nobody
else brought him a lion before I did.

Where's Charlie? I thought
she was here with you.

She went down to the cafeteria.

She said Pam and Bobby were here
when they told you about the baby.

Yeah. Yeah, they were.

- How did Pam...?
- She was fine. They both were.

- And you?
- Me? Just fine.

- Are you?
- Why shouldn't I be?

Come here and sit next to me.

Ray, why do you think I hesitated
when you asked me to move in with you?

Well, because you're
being pig-headed.

No.

I had a feeling that you didn't exactly
know what you were getting into.

I tried to tell you.

I don't come alone.

I'm a package deal.

What are you getting at?
That you wanna move out?

No.

But that I'd understand if you
wanted to change your mind.

Change my mind?
What kind of talk is that?

You've had time with
me and my teenager.

But now there's Lucas.

And along with that baby, there
comes a mountain of problems.

I know that.

Knowing it and living it
are two different things.

Ray, maybe you don't feel
like you'd be close to the baby.

Close to a little baby?

Sure I could.

Not just a baby, that baby.

Listen, I know why you're
asking me all these questions. I...

I must have reacted
when the nurse came in...

and thought I was the father.

Charlie probably
said something to you.

Okay.

I got hit by a little
dose of reality.

Bobby's the father, I'm not.

It's just something I'm gonna
have to learn to live with.

That doesn't mean that
I can't love the little boy.

Or that I want you to leave.

Ray, you know the trees you
planted out in front of the house?

What makes them yours?

Not the fact that
you planted them...

but that you watered them and you
nurtured them and you made them grow.

That's the same
way it is with kids.

Lucas is gonna belong
to the ones who raise him.

- I'm not gonna be able to have...
- How dare you.

- What?
- After all your ranting last night...

about the marshals closing
down your company...

you forgot to mention one thing,
that Mandy Winger was with you.

What?

This time, I wanted to believe you,
J.R. I thought it was finished with her.

It is. There's nothing going
on between her and me.

Oh, I see that.

She came to the office, she wanted
to talk, and that's all we did, just talk.

Well, it that is true, it's only
because the marshals showed up.

I was gonna tell you, but
everything was happening so fast, I...

- Frankly, I forgot about it.
- Uh-huh.

Like you forgot to tell me
you met her at a restaurant?

How did you know that?

That was the day you and I were
supposed to have lunch, you didn't show.

Oh, Sue Ellen.

You set me up so you could spy
on me. Are you still that paranoid?

Why not? You've given
me every reason to be.

I gotta admit, my record
had not been spotless...

which is why I didn't tell
you I bumped into her.

I didn't want to upset you. She is
out of my life, you gotta believe that.

Oh, I can see
that by the picture.

Would you look at the picture?
There are other people in it too.

People who are capable of
bringing my whole life crashing down.

That's why I have to get to the office.
Would you trust me for once in your life?

Mandy, there's a lot going on.

Honey, I'm telling
you, I got plans for you.

Madonna would give her
eyeteeth for such deals.

That's all very nice, Bruce...

but I have some
plans of my own...

and they don't include
leaving Dallas just yet.

Sweetheart, you're
a very nice girl.

You did a beautiful
campaign for Sue Ellen.

Wonderful. That's nice, Mandy.

But now it is time that Mandy
start thinking about Mandy.

And I spoke with Mrs. Ewing
and she is in complete agreement.

- Is she?
- Absolutely.

She's behind your
leaving 100 percent.

Well, I wonder just
how behind it she'll be...

when I leave Dallas
with her husband.

Excuse me?

Don't tell me you didn't know.

Wait a second. Run
this by me one more time.

I wanna get a grip on this.

You're telling me...

that you're fooling around
with Mrs. Ewing's husband?

- You really didn't know, did you?
- Oh, my God.

Sue Ellen doesn't care
about this movie business.

She set this whole thing up
just to keep me away from J.R.

I can't believe what I'm hearing.
Mandy, this has gotta stop.

- Stop?
- Sue Ellen is my major investor.

You're gonna blow my deals.

That's all you
care about, isn't it?

There's a million men in this world,
why do you have to pick J.R. Ewing?

Why are you doing this to me?

I'm not doing anything
to you, Sue Ellen is.

She's manipulating your
life just as she did mine.

But that's all over now.

I'm back to teach her a lesson.

A lesson she'll never forget.

Either that congressman is
out or he's ducking your calls.

J.R., I'm going down to
Accounting, you wanna come along?

Yeah, might as well.

Get some exercise anyhow.

- I'll buzz you there if you're needed.
- All right.

If they're going over the
records, I'd better be there.

Well, they gonna do
what they gonna do.

J.R., I think it's the call
you've been waiting for.

Go ahead, Bobby,
I'll join you later.

J.R. Ewing here.

We met in a garage
in Washington.

Where have you been? I thought
we could work something out.

I'm at the Park Towers in
North Dallas, Room 472.

Be here about 9:00 tonight.

I'll be there.

Jackie.

Jackie.

Why do I always have to
be the one to catch the types?

Cliff, I'm sorry. But I never
said I was a good typist.

- Good morning.
- Pam.

Pam, I'm glad to see you.
What's going on over at Ewing Oil?

- Oh, I have no idea.
- You gotta know something.

I know as much as I want to know,
which is nothing. Look, come on.

Come here.

Oh, I have the most
wonderful news...

and if I don't tell
somebody, I'm going to burst.

Don't tell me you're excited
about Bobby becoming a father.

Cliff, for some
strange reason...

remarks like that do not endear you
to me, they make me want to kill you.

I'm kidding. I know, you've come to your
senses and you're coming back to work.

Wrong again.

Cliff... I think I
can have a baby.

How? You can't get pregnant.

Yes, I can get pregnant, I just
can't carry a baby to full term.

But they've made these advances
in this whole area of medicine.

My doctor, Dr. Everson, I've
been seeing him for six months...

and he thinks he's found
something that will work for me.

Well, that would be fantastic.

Have you told Bobby?

No, he doesn't even
know about the test.

I think I'm gonna
tell him tonight.

I get the final results from
the test in two days and...

What if it works?
What if it works?

Maybe it will.

I gotta say, you know. You
deserve a little luck now.

Oh, I want to have a baby.

- It's the senator, ma'am.
- Hi.

Good evening.

- And good evening 10...
- Shh.

- She's almost asleep.
- Okay.

- Think you can put her upstairs?
- Sure.

Thanks.

Well, you look
absolutely gorgeous.

Well, thank you. You
look pretty good yourself.

Thanks.

You know, we don't have to be there
till 7, how about something to drink?

Sure. Soda would be fine.

Well, I...

to

And I talked to some people
over at the Justice Department...

and the charges are coming in
and they're gonna bury the Ewings.

I guess I'm sorry to hear that.

You guess?

J.R. is guilty.

And Bobby?

I don't know.

I mean, legally, I guess so.

Morally?

I don't think so.

Why are you telling me all this?

I mean, sooner or later, it's
gonna come up before a court...

and justice...

will be served.

Justice can be served
in a number of ways.

And despite the mounting
evidence, not everyone's out for blood.

I don't know what you mean.

Well, I do have
certain influence.

And I might be able
to talk to some people...

and suggest that justice
might better be served by...

working something out.

No guarantees...

but there are reasonable
voices on both sides.

This doesn't have anything
to do with me anymore.

I think it does.

I can't tell you what to do.

Well, you can tell
me how you feel.

- Honestly?
- Honestly.

Well, I think a thousand
years behind bars...

would be just
great for J.R. Ewing.

But...

I don't want to
see the family hurt.

Can you understand that?

Of course I can.

You wouldn't be the woman
I fell in love with if I couldn't.

I think I'm very fortunate to
have you, Andrew Dowling.

I'm sorry, ma'am,
this office is closed.

Oh, that's all right.
I've seen what I wanted.

Oh, uh... Would
Bobby Ewing be here?

I'm Bobby Ewing. Can I help you?

You don't recognize me, do you?

- Am I supposed to?
- I guess not.

I guess you people up
here in this ivory tower...

don't recognize the faces of
those people that you've hurt.

Now, wait a minute.

You're Mrs. Scotfield.

Surprise. He remembers.

I feel sorry for your wife.

She's a decent woman.

But you and your
brother, I tell you...

you two should let in jail
for all that you've done.

- Look, ma'am, I think you'd better...
- Phyllis.

Why don't you go on
downstairs? Thank you.

- Would you come in here for a minute?
- Sure.

Mrs. Scotfield, what
are you doing here?

And what were you talking about?

I just wanted to make sure...

that you know who's
responsible for all of this.

What?

Not some freak accident
that brought you down.

It's one of the little
people fighting back.

Me.

You?

Yes, sir. Me.

I didn't get a lot of pleasure out
of it, but I got some satisfaction.

You make decisions to just
close people's lives down...

without even so much
as a, “Beg your pardon.“

You think you can tromp all
over anybody and get away with it.

Well, you're not gonna
get away with it this time.

You still blame me for your
husband's death, don't you?

It was not my fault.

I even came down
to Navarro for you.

Your wife made you.

All of this...

for vengeance.

It didn't start out that way.
I just wanted some justice.

- Oh, justice, yes.
- Yeah.

But I couldn't get
that, not alone.

And then somebody as
powerful as you come to help me.

He wanted some vengeance.

And who was that?

Doesn't matter anymore.

Nothing matters anymore.

It's all over.

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

- Yeah.
- Ewing just got an the elevator.

Ewing's on his way
up. You better get out.

All right. I think we're okay.

See you on TV.

Mr. Ewing.

Come in.

Well, I can't tell how relieved
I was to get your phone call.

Those accountants are swarming
around like flies around a dead horse.

Sit down, Mr. Ewing.

Bourbon?
- Yeah, fine.

Yes, the case is proceeding.

Yeah? Well, we got to find
a way to stop it, don't we?

That's why we're meeting.

I realize that I'm in
somewhat of a hold here...

and I need your help
to negotiate my way out.

They've got quite
a case, Mr. Ewing.

Just what kind of negotiation
did you have in mind?

Well, you know.

No. I'm not sure I do.

Well, I got the impression when
we were talking in the garage there...

that you were amenable to
making some sort of a deal.

Well...

what kind of a deal
were you thinking about?

Look, I'm just a little
old Texas oilman.

I'm not savvy to the
ways of Washington.

I'm gonna need your help in
finding out what's required, you know?

You know, Mr. Ewing. Desire
plays a great part in a" this.

He's a wily son
of a gun, isn't he?

Say the words, sucker.

You see? Now how can
we create this desire?

When we met in the garage...

you mentioned something
about my salary...

being only 40 or $50,000 a year.

Precisely what
were you getting at?

What?

What were you getting at?

Well, I wasn't
getting into anything.

You must have misunderstood me.

I don't think so.

You implied that there
was a lot of money at stake.

No, I never implied that.

I told you I was a good,
solid American citizen...

that was duped by
that terrorist, Calhoun.

But if you gentlemen are
gonna tum this whole thing ugly...

and hound me because of
something I did out of patriotism...

well, I guess I do
have a problem.

Mr. Ewing. Come on, sit
down. Let's discuss this.

No. I couldn't have gotten
out of this whole thing.

A very high official approached me and
told me that it I paid the right price...

he could fix things and I'd never
have to worry about this again.

But that person didn't know J.R.
Ewing. I don't believe in bribery.

Damn it.

I nailed the Abscam people.

I've nailed senators,
congressmen.

How the he“ did this
Texan get off the hook?

Well, this was just going to be
the icing on the cake anyway.

We got enough to nail this guy.

What time you gonna go
to the doctor tomorrow?

Eleven.

Bobby, wouldn't it be
wonderful if I could carry a baby?

Make me the happiest
man in the world.

That is unless, of
course, I go to prison.

I'll take a shower.
Hey, partner. Morning.

- Well, hi, sweetheart.
- Hi.

Bobby, my car has been sounding
funny. Would you check it out?

Sure. You can take
mine for a couple of days.

Probably just needs
servicing. I'll take care of it.

Hi.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Oh, it doesn't look like
nothing to me. Come on.

Come here and tell me.

Well, you went to the
hospital, didn't you?

- To see Jenna's new baby.
- Yes.

Well, I just wondered...

if you went to the hospital
when I was born too.

Well, what do you mean?
What made you ask that?

I'm adopted, aren't I?

Maybe you and
Daddy weren't there.

Christopher, how did you
know that you were adopted?

I heard Clayton and Grandma
talking a couple nights ago.

Oh, sweetheart.

Listen, Daddy's gonna be
out of the shower in a minute...

and I think the three of
us will talk about it, okay?

I know I was out late last night,
but I was not out with Mandy Winger.

You're the one who
brought up the subject.

I know how much it bothers you.
I wanna put your mind at ease.

I was in a meeting with a very high
official of the Justice Department.

You know what he tried to do?

He tried to entrap me
into offering him a bribe.

That's how big this thing is. They're
coming at me from every direction.

- Well, did you?
- Did I what?

Offer him a bribe.

Well, I gotta admit
I was ready to...

but I smelled a trap
and just slipped right out.

Well, slipping out of things
seems to be a real talent with you.

Well...
- Morning, Mama.
- Morning.

Sorry I'm late. With all this
construction on Braddock Road...

that traffic must have
been backed up five miles.

I guess Clayton must be just
about ready to chop off my head.

Well, Clayton overslept.
He'll be down in a minute.

Good. I'll join you for
a cup of coffee, then.

I have an office to get to.

I don't know how long
this meeting will last.

- I'll try to be home as quick as I can.
- Sure.

I'm not surprised Clayton overslept.
He's really been pushing himself lately.

Not you too, Ray Krebbs.

She's been trying to tie me to an
easy chair since the day I met her.

I'll grab a cup of
coffee and we'll take off.

Christopher, do you understand?
Because it's important. Do you?

Yeah.

You didn't tell me I was adopted,
because you didn't want me to know.

Sweetheart, we
were going to tell you.

We wanted to make sure you
were old enough to understand...

what being adopted really meant.

It means you're not
my mommy and daddy.

It only means that you
weren't born from our bodies.

But you came
into our hearts, pal.

That's what's really important.

Christopher...

there are two kinds of parents.

There are natural parents
and there are adoptive parents.

And natural parents have to
take whatever baby is born to them.

But not adoptive parents.

They have their pick of all the
babies that have already been born.

That's right. And out of all the
babies in the world, we picked you.

Because we loved you so much.

Well... where was I burn?

You were born in California.

Is that where my real mommy is?

Christopher...

this is your real mommy.

Now, you take a
good look at her...

because she loves you more
than anything in the whole world.

And I'm your real daddy
for exactly the same reason.

The lady that...

That brought you
into the world, she...

She's not alive anymore.

What happened to her?

Christopher, we're going to
answer all your questions...

when you're old
enough to understand.

But until then...

the most important thing
for you to remember...

is that you're our son.

And you will always be our son.

See?

We're a family, and that's
the most important thing.

And nothing on Earth
can ever change that.

All right?

Well, here you are.

I've been looking
all over for you.

Don't start on me again.

I don't know what's wrong
with you, Clayton. I really don't.

There's nothing wrong with me
that a good woman can't cure.

Damn it, Clayton. You
are overexerting yourself.

I'm not. I'm just building up.

To what? An early grave?

Oh, you are so exasperating!

I'm doing exactly what
the doctor ordered.

Exercise is the best
thing in the world for me.

Well, yes, of course. But look at you.
You're out of breath. You're sweating.

What's wrong
with a little sweat?

And as far as being out
of breath is concerned...

you're the one
that's taken away.

Come on, Clayton. No.
No, I'm serious, Clayton.

- So am I.
- No.

I've been thinking about
that little baby of Jenna's.

Why don't we lock the door over
there and start working on a new uncle?

Clayton, no, no.
I don't like this.

No, Clayton. Really,
I'm worried about you.

Oh, you worry about everything.

Oh, you are bad. You are so bad.

Tell you, I feel like a man waiting
for his last meal to be brought in.

Bobby...

I never thought in a million
years this would happen.

You just didn't think.

Good morning.

I'm Richard Taylor,
Department of Justice.

Let's sit down, shall we?

You all know
what we're here for.

Before we begin, there's
something I like to say.

If you don't mind, you
let me do the talking.

It's their show.
Let them run it.

Now, I'm not a judge
and this isn't a trial.

There's an effort to determine
the best way to create justice...

out of what was a shocking
breach of our nation's security.

I'd like everyone to know
that my own inclination...

was to not hold this meeting,
but to proceed to trial...

for which I am personally
convinced of a conviction.

You're not convinced
of anything...

or you wouldn't be playing
games like you did the other night.

- J.R.
- I beg your pardon?

If you pursue this...

it's gonna be the longest trial in
United States government history.

Would you back 0”? What's
the point of antagonizing him?

Frankly, the only reason we're
here is that we are fully aware...

01 just how costly a trial
of this nature could be.

Unlike you, we do feel a
sense of responsibility...

- to the taxpayers of this nation.
- Wait a minute.

Mr. Taylor...

the Ewings are patriotic
American citizens.

You bet we are.

Now, despite what you may
think, it is our considered opinion...

that should this case go to
trial, our side would prevail.

At the very least, all company
business would be suspended.

We'd ask that a sizable
fine be assessed...

and a prison term for
both of you gentlemen...

would be a fairly good bet.

My brother was
not involved in this.

He was an officer of the company. In
the eyes of the law, he was involved.

Now, our accountants
have come out...

with a preliminary tally
of the company's worth.

Our figures coincide with
those of your own recent audit.

So I'd be fairly close in
assessing the company's value...

mat, round figures, $2 billion.

We'll accept as penalty
one-third of that total figure.

One-third?
- Are you out of your mind?

You're talking about
over $600 million.

In addition to that...

Ewing Oil would be required
to divest itself of all assets.

Fields, accounts,
subsidiaries, the Ewing building.

The Ewing building too?

And the name must be retired.

No business must
ever be conducted...

under the Ewing
Oil banner again.

Don't you feel this
is a little extreme, sir?

- I feel it's generous.
- We'll fight this.

The terms you're
talking about are steep.

Not as steep as going to jail.

Once you rid
yourself of Ewing Oil...

you can operate
under any other name.

We will be keeping pretty
close tabs on you for a while.

How long will my clients
have to consider your proposal?

Too much press
has already gone out.

Any more will make it
impossible for us to accept a deal.

So I'm afraid we'll have to
make a decision at this meeting.

Wait, even if we decide to
go along with you on this...

it's gonna take months
to sell off those assets.

Oh, there are buyers out there.

Even I might know one or two.

Gentlemen, it's fairly simple.

You either sign now, lose
Ewing Oil and pay a heavy fine...

or take a pretty good
chance of losing Ewing Oil...

paying a higher fine and
spending a couple of years in jail.

We'll leave you to
make a decision.

- Yes?
- Doctor, Mrs. Far/aw is here.

- Send her in.
- Yes, doctor.

- Mrs. Fallow, come in.
- Thank you.

Your phone call puzzled me.

You have a bone to pick with me?

Well...

it's just that I find it
difficult to believe...

that my husband should be
quite so active, Dr. Gordon.

He did just get
out of the hospital.

What do you mean, “active“?

Well, he's lifting weights.
He's riding horses all day.

It's a little as if he was
searching for his youth again.

That's crazy.

I don't understand why
you told him to do that.

- Is that what he said?
- Well, yes.

Sit down, Mrs. Fallow.

He says that he feels all right.

But he did just receive a head
injury and he's not a young man.

Mrs. Fallow, I'm afraid your
husband is doing a little evading.

Yes, I told him he needed
exercise, but nice brisk walks.

And I told him he
should be very careful.

And it's not his
head that worries me.

Did you know that
he'd had a heart attack?

No.

About 10 years ago.

It's all right.

That is, the recuperation
was fairly complete.

- Fairly?
- Yes, fortunately.

But in the tests we
just did in the hospital...

we found some blockage that
will have to be taken care of.

Obviously, Mr. Fallow didn't
want you to know about this.

But I think it best you do.

You're going to have to make
sure that he doesn't overdo it.

Because...

with a man in his condition...

anything could happen.

Yes?

Mrs. Ewing, Mandy
Winger is here.

- Send her in.
- Yes, Mrs. Ewing.

Sue Ellen, I'm
so angry with you.

I came from a meeting
with Bruce Harvey...

and he told me you and he agreed
to send me back to Hollywood.

That's right.

Why? I told you I don't
care about being a star.

I mean, really.

Traveling around the
world, I can do that anytime.

I wanna stay here and help
you get the campaign going.

That is amazingly
generous of you.

You'd really stay here for me?

Well, of course I would.

How could I ever
repay you for that?

Sue Ellen, that's not important.

No, no, no. It's very
important to me.

Maybe...

I have an idea.

Do you know what this is?

That's my contract.

Yes, with Valentine Lingerie.

Sue Ellen, what are you doing?

Cutting you off, you viper.

Came back to help me?

You came back
to help yourself...

to my husband.

Okay, Sue Ellen.

Think what you may.

But aren't you cutting off
your nose to spite your face?

You saw what your company
was without me. It was nothing.

We survived. We will again.

What I don't understand is why.

Couple of months ago, I could've
thrown you away like last week's garbage.

J.R. wouldn't have
said a word, but I didn't.

Not only did I leave you
with your self-respect...

but I built a career for you.

I made you into a star.

Oh, yes.

You built me.

You made me. You gave me.

You pulled my strings like I was
some kind of a puppet is what you did.

And you expect
me to be grateful?

I built you a company.

No, lady.

I built the company. Me.

I bought it. I molded it.
And I made it what it is.

- Oh, you were a terrific poster girl.
- Poster girl?

But it takes more
than that to succeed.

You were useful.

You bitch.

As a tool.

But you're nothing more than a
disposable piece of facial tissue.

I'll show you how disposable I am
when I leave Dallas with your husband.

You know, Mandy, I am really
happy that we had this little chat.

Because now, for the
first time, I fully realize...

it is not J.R. who needs you.

It is you who needs J.R.

But I have a feeling that there
isn't a Winger in his future.

Don't count on it, Sue Ellen.

You'll hear from me again.

- Look at this.
- Hey.

- Hey, where y'all going?
- Hey, y'all.

Hey, hi there, honey.

Who's a real cowgirl?

Hey, hi there, honey.

- This is good.
- Come on, honey. Hey.

Hey, you little baby.

Move it!

Move it!

Kind of sad, isn't it?

I've been in this
office a long time.

But why do you have to get out?

Well, the building's been sold.

Whoever owns it...

I guess he wants the
space for somebody else.

Son, I wanna tell you something.

Longtime ago...

I promised you that someday
you'd be running Ewing Oil.

But there's not gonna
be a Ewing Oil anymore.

There's not even
gonna be a building.

Well, there might not be a
building and the name may change...

but don't you ever believe
there won't be a Ewing Oil.

I don't understand.

Well, a name is just a name...

and a building is nothing
but a bunch of glass and steel.

But Ewing Oil is everything
that this family stood for.

It's in here, son.

Inside of me.

One day, it'll be
inside of you too.

Hello, J.R.

Wendell, what are
you doing here?

Just wanna be sure that you don't
take anything that belongs to me.

What are you talking about?
Get the hell out of my office.

Your office?

This is not your office anymore.

It's not your building anymore.
This is my building new.

- What?
- That's right.

No, it was sold to a...

Posner Realty Company?

It's a minor subsidiary of mine.

Friend of mine in the Justice
Department told me that you were...

looking for a buyer.

Justice Department?

Now, wait a minute. You're
the one who aimed them at me?

Wouldn't take the entire credit for
it. I did have something to do with it.

Warned you not to cross me.

You're gonna pay
for this, Wendell.

If it takes the rest of my
life, I'll get back at you.

More threats.

Take your boy and
get out of my building.

We'll leave when
we damn we" please.

No, you leave now and
take this eyesore with you.

Wendell.

You touch that painting and
I'll kill you where you stand.

John Ross?

This is Ewing Oil.

Come on, boy.

The doctor says
everything looks fine.

He thinks I can carry
a baby to full term.

Oh, honey, that's wonderful.

How's Christopher?

Oh, he's great. We spent
the whole day together.

Bobby, we both better start
spending more time with him...

especially now.

Pam, he's gonna be fine.
Now, you hurry up and get home.

If we're gonna have another
baby, we got some work to do.

Well, if that's the case,
I'll be home in 10 minutes.

Bye.