All language subtitles for Dallas S11E03

NARRATOR:
Last on Dallas:

If Pam dies, little Christopher gets it all
and Bobby gets to control it for him.

-You know what you're doing?
-It's time you leave.

You're gonna sink.

DANDY: Digger Barnes.
Now, there was a man who could find oil.

Found it with his nose, just like me.

-I'm delighted to meet Mr. Pearce.
-Mr. Pearce is delighted to meet Mrs. Ewing.

I'm looking for Christopher,
have you seen him?

He said he was going to the junction.
Should have been back by now.

KATHERINE:
Now, sleep on, little sister.

Sleep on.

BOBBY:
Fenton, you've gotta find my son.

He's been missing
since early this morning.

My nephew saw him take off on his bike.

JOHN ROSS: He told me
he was taking a ride to the junction.

I didn't do anything wrong, did I?

I just gave him my canteen.

He didn't come back,
you should have told us.

BOBBY:
You know what he looks like.

How long is it gonna take you to get
that information to the Braddock Police?

-I'm sorry I didn't tell you.
-It's all right, we'll find him.

You know about Pam's accident.
Christopher's having a real tough time.

There's no telling what's on his mind.

Well, don't reassure me, just find him.

I think we should
go look for Christopher ourselves.

-Good idea. No use sitting around here.
-Bobby, he could be anywhere.

Then we'll look anywhere.
Let's take separate cars.

-He's got a two-hour start on us.
-He's riding a bike, how far can he get?

-Bobby's right, no sense in staying here.
-Come on.

Uncle Bobby.

Can I go with you?

No, no, buddy, you'd better not.
You stay here.

And when your folks come down,
you tell them what happened.

-Okay.
-Here, take that.

-You can get me in the car.
-01 course. Good luck.

BOBBY:
Thank you.

Everybody's gonna be wondering
where we are.

[ENGINES STARTING]

-They know where we are.
-But the family doesn't have to know why.

We overslept.

[GIGGLES]

Is that what they calling it nowadays?

-That's a very impressive dress.
-Hmm.

-For anybody in particular?
-Nicholas Pearce.

-Oh?
-A business associate from Meese-Cate.

The people that are going to do big things
with my little company.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

Well, with this dress...

...Mr. Pearce is gonna find it hard
to keep his mind on business.

Well, we are going to discuss future growth
and profit potential.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

I wish I was advising you, honey...

...but lingerie
is just not my line of business.

Well, I'm going to prove that it's me,
not Oswald or Mandy...

...that is the force
behind Valentine Lingerie.

You are the most exciting woman
I have ever known.

[SOFTLY]
Oh.

J.R., I know that breakfast
is a very important meal, but...

But there are meals and there are meals.

Mm-hm.

-Excuse me.
-Fill her up?

-No, no, this bike here.
-Yeah, the tire blew.

-It belongs to my son.
-That so?

-Well, he came here about an hour ago.
-Where is he?

Well, I told him
I'd fix the tire if he waited, but--

Wait a minute,
a kid that age and you let him go?

Well, there was nothing I could do.
I had customers to tend to.

Before I knew it he was gone.
Somebody gave him a ride.

Somebody? Who was it?
What kind of car?

I think it was a lady in a dark car.

-Which way did they go?
-That way.

Of course, the road forks up ahead.

[PHONE RINGS]

-He

-Teresa, any news?
-The hospital phoned.

The hospital?

Christopher's there.

Of course.

Is he all right?

His mother.

Thank you, Teresa.

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

J.R.: Yup?
SLY [OVER INTERCOM]: .J.R.

Uncle Harry is here.

J.R.:
Send him in.

-He

Well, a real nice office.

I thought that picture of your daddy there
would be the first thing you'd hang.

Well, I'll hang it
when I do something he'd be proud of.

-How was your trip?
-Pretty good.

Everything checked out.

I brought you a copy
of the marriage license...

...the birth certificate...

...a hospital record.

You know, it would help if I knew
why you wanted all of this.

Well, all you need to know
is you paid for your last house in cash.

Yeah, and I appreciate it.

Hmm. Well, I wish
more than this had turned up.

It did.

There was a relative,
one we'd never heard of before.

A relative? Huh.

I don't suppose you know
how to get your hands on this relative?

Right here in the file.

How about that?

An unknown relative. Huh.

WOMAN [OVER P.A.]:
Nurse Diner, 4323.

Excuse me.
I'm looking for my son, you called me?

-He's right over there, Mr. Ewing.
-Thank you.

[SIGHS]

Thank you.

Are you mad at me, Daddy?

I am not mad at you
for wanting to come and see your mama.

But you are never, ever to get into a car
with a stranger, and you know it.

I wanted to see Mommy so much,
I forgot.

Christopher,
I explained the hospital rules to you.

But I was hoping they'd let me see her
if I told them how important it was.

[SIGHS]

It's been a hard time for you, hasn't it?

Me too.

You and your mama are the most important
people in my life, son.

Is that why you're not gonna yell at me
for running away?

I'll tell you what, I'll make you a deal.

I won't get mad at you...

...it you promise me
never to pull a stunt like that again.

Promise?

You make me a promise too.

-We got here as soon as we could.
-Christopher, are you all right?

Uh-huh.
Daddy and I were making promises.

I won't run away again it Daddy promises
that Mommy's gonna get better.

Sweetheart, the doctor's doing everything
he can to make your mama better.

But I wanna see for myself.

Christopher, we've been all through this
and you know the hospital rules.

It's not the rules.

I know the real reason
they won't let me see Mommy.

What real reason?

It's because I'm adopted.

If I was a real child, they'd let me.

[SIGHS]

Christopher, the hospital rules
have nothing to do with you being adopted.

How do you know?

Because I do.

I don't believe it.

WOMAN: You're coming along very well,
Mrs. Ewing.

We'll be moving you
to the Bum Step-Down Unit today.

[MONITOR BEEPING STEADILY]

PEARCE:
Have I, uh, disappointed you, Mrs. Ewing?

To be quite honest, yes.

I thought this meeting would be about the
ideas you might have for Valentine Lingerie.

Ideas come after I've had a look
at the books.

Well, you have everything you need,
Mr. Pearce.

Sales figures, flowcharts,
advertising layouts.

Don't misunderstand me, Mrs. Ewing.
you have a nice little company...

...but you've made some mistakes.

We have to find those mistakes
and make sure you don't repeat them.

I know this is all a part of your job,
but I haven't done that badly.

You want to be famous, am I right?

You want Valentine and Sue Ellen Ewing
up in lights.

I can do that for you.
That's why you're gonna listen to me.

-This your Valentine Girl?
-Was.

Huh.

Does she have a name?

Mandy Winger.

Don't you think that we should
go over these flowcharts?

In the initial sales figures...

...I could see that Oswald Valentine
was very lucky to meet you...

...and you were very lucky
to meet Mandy Winger.

Mandy Winger is history
as far as this company is concerned.

Staring at her poster
won't bring her back.

Mrs. Ewing...

...one glance at your sales figures indicates
a dramatic drop when your Miss Winger left.

-If we're gonna put you on the map--
-We're gonna do it without Mandy Winger.

Good morning.
I can't wait to see the baby.

-How are you doing, Mamie?
-Okay.

Hi. Oh, he's so cute.

-I love looking at him.
-Ha-ha-ha.

Hi, you little guy.

Hi, Charlie.
How was school today, honey?

Okay, I guess.

Lucas did the cutest thing.
I can't wait to tell you.

Can't you tell me later, Mom?
I'm really not into baby stories.

I think I'd better go help Charlie
out of the refrigerator.

Hey, Mamie, wait a minute.

-Charlie's waiting for me.
-Just let her wait.

Now, Charlie seems to be having
some kind of a problem.

I think maybe you know what it is,
Mamie.

The kids at school
are giving her a bad time.

-Why?
-I don't think you wanna know.

Try me.

Well, they're saying that Charlie's mom
is living with you...

...but Bobby Ewing
is the real father of her baby.

And this kid she was hanging out with
won't even talk to her.

I feel real bad about this, Mamie.

I feel worse than had.

They're giving me the heat
just because I am her friend.

I have to go, Mr. Krebbs.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

What's all the whispering?
Is it about Charlie?

I'm gonna have a little talk with Charlie.

If it's all right with you,
I'd like to talk to her alone.

Okay.

Okay.

I thought we'd never get home.

-I'm about ready to drop.
-Heh.

When is Daddy
coming back from the hospital?

A little later, sweetheart.

Are you hungry?
Would you like Teresa to fix you something?

No. I'm too tired to eat.

Well, I've got my second wind now.
I think I'll just saddle up and--

-You will not.
-Now, Ellie.

We just had one harrowing experience,
I'm not in the mood for another.

I am not in a mood for a fight.

I'm not gonna fight,
because you're gonna do just what I say.

-Rest and relaxation.
-Mm-hm. With excellent company.

Come on.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Bartender.
-What'll it be?

Vodka martini, very dry.

-J.R. Ewing, if I'm not mistaken.
-That's right.

Wilson Cryder.

Bartender, give me another one of these.
-Sure, Mr. Ewing.

Obviously you know who I am.

Yes, I do. You're that flunky
Jeremy Wendell left behind.

What he left
was a man capable of running Westar...

...and making sure that J.R. Ewing
stays down for the count.

[SCOFFS]

You haven't even got me
on the canvas, boy.

Oh, no? I can't tell you how much we enjoy
owning your old company.

And I think that you'll probably have
many more leisurely afternoons...

...just like this one drinking alone.

Because, you see...

...I predict that you will never be
a force in Dallas again.

Pleasure meeting you, J.R.
Too bad you can't say the same.

I think you'll be needing this.

Give me the phone. Take this thing away.

[PUNCHING BUTTONS]

Hello, Sly. It's J.R. here.

I want you to get a hold of a fellow named
Carswell Denault. He lives up in Oklahoma.

Yeah.

You'll find his name
in my private numbers.

I want you to tell him to
get down to Dallas as soon as he can.

Check in to Singletree Hotel.

Yeah. I got a job for him.

[PUTS PHONE DOWN]

[RAY SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]

-I've been waiting to talk to you, Charlie.
-What for?

I think you know the answer to that.

Mamie left early because you talked to her,
didn't you?

You had no right.

Now, just whoa there a second, Charlie.
I didn't come out here to start a tight.

You're gonna tell me I haven't been nice
to my mother, aren't you?

[LOUDLY]
I'm gonna tell you...

[CLEARS THROAT]

[NORMAL VOICE]
...that I think I understand why.

Mamie told you? I'll kill her.

Just stop it, Charlie.

Now, look...

...if the kids are razzing you at school,
that's our problem, all of us.

Yeah?
So, what are you gonna do about it?

I'm gonna offer you another way
to look at this.

You're gonna beat up some kids for me?

I'm gonna tell you something
I think might help you a bit.

Here comes the advice.

Charlie...

...your mother is probably the finest woman
I have ever known.

She raised you all by herself.

And from what I can tell,
she did one hell of a good job.

I know you've been through
some real tough times.

I just figured the two of you
need a good home life as much as I do.

You think I can ignore the kids
at school...

...if I think of what a great home life
we've got here?

I thought you like living here.

I do, that's not the problem.

Is it the baby?

-It's you.
-Me?

Ray, how do you feel about my mother?

[CLEARS THROAT]

Well, where are you getting at, Charlie?

You know what I'm getting at.

If you really care about my mother,
you could solve all of our problems.

We could be a real family.

Why don't you ask my mother
to many you?

Does that mean
you could think of me as your daddy?

Yeah, that's what it means.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

KATHERINE:
Hello, Bobby.

BOBBY:
Katherine. I don't believe it.

KATHERINE:
Bobby, I know I shocked you.

-What the hell are you doing here?
-I came to see my sister.

-Why?
-Well, I heard about the accident and--

And you risked being picked up
by the police just to be by Pam's side.

I didn't expect you to believe me.

After everything you've done.

Bobby, I've changed.

Oh, of course you have.

Do you think I'd risk coming back here
if I hadn't?

Yes.

Knowing you, that's exactly what I think.

Don't tell me you're here
because you're worried about your sister.

But I am.

Bobby, I was sick before,
a sick person can get better.

I see.

And that big terrible monster that was inside
poor little Katherine has finally gone away?

Yes. I'm me now.

I did a lot of terrible things before
and I don't expect you to forgive me.

But please, just let me see Pam.

No.

Bobby, how can I convince you?
I really have changed.

Prove it.

Take what's coming to you,
tum yourself in.

That's exactly what I plan to do.

And give up the plush life
you've been leading in Europe...

...or wherever it is you've been?

Trade all that for a jail cell in Dallas?
No way, Katherine.

Bobby.
my life has been anything but plush.

I've been running and hiding.

Wherever it is you came from,
you should have stayed there.

Now, get out of here
before I call the police.

Bobby, please, this is my tragedy too.

Katherine...

...from now on there's gonna be a guard
at this doc! 24 hours a day.

And if you show your face here,
I will have you arrested.

Now, get out of here.

Goodbye, Bobby.

I'll play for Pam...

...and you.

[SIGHS]

[METALLIC RATTLING]

[MACHINE WHIRRING]

Mama, look how strong I'm getting.

Oh, I see. You're gonna have
to show your daddy those big muscles.

You're gonna have bigger muscles than me,
that's for sure.

SUE ELLEN: Heh.
-I'm gonna go show Daddy right now.

[TURNS MACHINE OFF]

Clayton, there's something
I'd like to talk to you about.

Something about my health, no doubt.

[CHUCKLES]

Guilty.

[SIGHS]

I'm doing fine, Sue Ellen.
Better than everyone thinks.

Clayton, you have always been
a wonderful friend to me.

And whenever I needed one,
I knew that I could tum to you.

Why can't you do the same thing?

Because I believe if you let people
treat you like an invalid...

...you're gonna end up in the one place
you're out to avoid, and that's the hospital.

I'm not talking about turning you
into an invalid.

That's what it turns out to be.

Happened to a friend of mine,
and he has a live-in nurse now.

Clayton, sometimes we compromise.

Compromise, hell.

I've always lead an active life
and it's not gonna change now.

And what about Miss Ellie?

-What is she supposed to do? Say nothing?
-Ellie watching me like a hawk...

...is not gonna do anybody any good.

What if it had been Miss Ellie
in the hospital?

But it wasn't, it was me.

Sue Ellen, I know you mean well
and so does Ellie and so do the doctors.

But that's the trouble, you mean well.

And when you get right down to it,
it's my body and my life.

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

DANDY: Are you going out?
-Would I dress like this to watch the TV?

-I'm not sticking around here, neither.
-Fine. That's fine by me.

Could you spare me 20 bucks?

[KEYS JINGLING]

-For what?
-For me, for your pal, for tonight.

[CHUCKLES]

I'll give you 20 bucks.

No, I won't give you 20 bucks,
because you'll just use it for booze.

-You're a real pal.
-I'm doing you a favor.

And I'll tell you what,
I'm gonna do you another favor.

I'm taking this booze right here
and I'm gonna pour it right down the sink.

I suppose you're gonna tell me
when to brush my teeth too.

Look, nobody's running me, mister.

Nobody's done that in 40 years.

Not to Dandy Dandridge.

[DOOR SLAMS]

You're still awake?

I'm not sleepy.

You still got your clothes on.

-I don't feel like getting undressed.
-You want some help?

No.

Look, son...

...you and I are gonna have to have a little
talk about what happened this morning.

About my running away?

No.

About you thinking the hospital wouldn't
let you see Mama because you're adopted.

Christopher, the hospital doesn't know
about you, and even if they did...

...there aren't different rules
for being adopted or not being adopted.

Honest?

Honest.

And Mommy's getting better?

A little hit every day.

Okay.

I'm ready to get in my pajamas now.
Would you help me, Daddy?

You betcha, pal. Come on.

[GRUNTS]

CLIFF:
Pam.

Pam.

Oh. I can't tell you how bad it makes me
feel to see you like this.

I wish you'd just open your eyes
and say something to me.

I don't care...

Tell me what a stupid, lousy brother I am.
Ha.

I don't care, just talk to me.

[SIGHS]

I never did let anybody
get too close to me, but I let you.

And then I'd do something stupid,
and then you'd just keep right on loving me.

Didn't make any difference
how awful I did.

[CHUCKLES]

[SIGHS]

You know, the Ewings,
they lost their company.

So all that revenge that I was after,
it's all different.

Something interesting happened.
Let me tell you.

There's this Dandridge guy,
he calls himself Dandy.

[CHUCKLES]
And you gotta meet this guy.

I mean, you'd get a kick out of him.

He reminds me of Digger.

He talks like him and he sounds like him
and he even looks like him.

He even knew Digger. He knew him.

[CHUCKLES]

Yeah, he crashed on my couch
a couple of nights.

Yeah, yeah, he's a boozer.

[CHUCKLES]
He's a booze! just like old Digger was.

I'll tell you,
I'd probably, under any circumstances...

...wouldn't give a hoot
about this old codger...

[SIGHS]

...but, you know, I got to thinking...

...what if Digger
would've had somebody?

You know, if Digger would've had
somebody to believe in him?

[SIGHS]

Pam, if you get well,
I'll introduce you to this guy...

...because you'll really
get a kick out of him. Hmm?

Could you just do me one thing, huh?

Would you just wake up?

Please?

[CHUCKLES]

Miss Ellie, may I get anything
for you in town today?

No, thanks, Sue Ellen.

Bobby, may I do anything for you?

What? No. No, thank you.

CHRISTOPHER:
I'm not hungry.

Is it time to go to school yet?

Christopher,
why don't I take you and John Ross...

...and drop you off this morning, huh?

BOBBY: Okay, buddy.
you got everything you need?

You got your money for lunch,
apple for the teacher?

[CAR DOORS OPEN]

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

Go on.

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

[SIGHS]

[PHONE RINGS]

Yeah?

Speaking.

Twenty-four hour--

Well--

Uh-huh.
No, no, you've got the wrong Mr. Ewing.

Well, he's not here right now, but--

All right. Fine, I'll give him the message.

-Hey, Bobby, the hospital called you.
-Is Pam all right?

Oh, Pam's fine.
I told them you weren't here.

Why?

First I wanted to find out about
those guards you had posted at her door.

-Guards?
-What's wrong?

J.R.: Hospital wants to know
it it's a permanent situation.

I got a couple of questions too.

When I was with Pam last night...

...she had another visitor.
Her sister, Katherine.

-Katherine?
-How dare she.

She's wanted by the police.

She said she was just there to see Pam.

J.R.: And you let her go?
-For the time being, yes.

What's the matter with you?
She shot you, tried to poison you.

_J.R___
J.R.: My little brother will trust anybody.

It has nothing to do with trust.

Katherine you let go
with not even a slap on the wrist...

...and I always try to help you. I give you
an office, you throw that back in my face?

Keep your office. The only thing
I care about is Pam and Christopher.

-The rest means nothing. Nothing.
-Oh, now, please stop.

God, why must you fight?

You need each other now,
can't you see that?

I gave you that office
from the bottom of my heart.

I am not like you, J.R.
I don't eat, sleep and drink the oil business.

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

[ENGINE ROARING]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

Morning, Ray.

Good morning, Clayton.
Any news on Pam?

Not much.
It's real hard on little Christopher.

It's not exactly the kind of thing
that's gonna go away easy.

All the more reason
to grab onto life while you can.

That's why I'm here. Let's get a move on.

Well, come on. These horses
are not gonna get any younger.

Clayton, I know you planned
on spending the afternoon here, but...

You're not gonna back out on me,
are you?

Well, see.
I gotta take Jenna in to the doctor.

It's one of those after-the-baby visits.

Oh, I see. Yeah.

CLAYTON: Good morning, Jenna.
-Hi, Clayton.

-Baby all right?
-Yes, fine.

Well, good. Good.

I can't say I'm happy about the doctor's
appointment. Is it gonna take all day?

Well, we've got some errands after that.
I don't expect we'll be back before dark.

Ah. I understand.

Your days must be pretty full now.

You take care of yourself, Jenna.

You too, Clayton.

Yeah.

[ROOSTER CROWS]

[ENGINE STARTS]

You mind telling me
what that was all about?

You mean me taking you to the doctor?

Did you forget? It isn't until tomorrow.

I didn't forget.

You lied to Clayton?

I had to.

I promised Miss Ellie.

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

[RIPPING]

I'm not sure that opening those crates
is such a good idea.

Oh. Bobby, you scared me.

J.R. sent all this stuff over, didn't he?

You're right, he did.

So I thought as long as I'm here, I...

Well, what do you think?
Nice offices, huh?

That is if you decide
you want to move in.

This is all his idea, you know that.

Yes.

Bobby, how's Pam?

She's making progress.

-I know it.
-Oh, I'm so glad to hear that.

Anyway, now that you're here,
J.R. sent over these catalogs for furniture.

Furniture, Phyllis--

Maybe just a few chairs and desks
to start off with. Hmm?

I don't know.

What should I do about the crates?
Should I open them?

Just a couple to start off with?

BOBBY: Yeah, if you want to.
-What was that? I couldn't hear you.

I said yes to both questions.

Unpack the boxes...

...and order the furniture.

MAN:
May I help you, sir?

Yes. You have a guest, Carswell Denault.
He's expecting me. JR. Ewing.

Okay, Denault.

Yes, Mr. Ewing. Mr. Denault left word,
if anyone asks, he'll be out by the pool.

It's right over here.

[WOMAN LAUGHS]

Pardon me, miss.
I'm looking for a Carswell Denault.

He's got an Oklahoma accent.

Big old boy, much older than I am.
Kind of big paunch on him.

Well, I can show you a Mr. Denault,
but he... I...

Follow me.

That's him.

-Ha. No, no, that's not him.
-That's him.

All of him.

Thank you.

Carswell?

J.R. Ewing.

Hey. Carswell Denault, Jr.

-Like to sit?
-Yeah, sure.

Since nobody bothered to tell you
when we got your call...

...my daddy died last year.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

We go back a long ways.

You look disappointed.

But you don't need to be.
I can do whatever it was you had in mind.

-Can I get you anything to drink?
-Yeah, I'll have a bourbon and branch.

A Scotch, rocks. Thank you, miss.

I'll be right back with your drinks.

I thought you might be a beer drinker
like your daddy.

Well, some days I like the finer things.

And something tells me
this is one of those days.

Oh.

You know, the last time I saw you,
you were just a little kid, Carswell.

[LAUGHS]

-Casey.
-Casey.

Well, not even my worst enemy
calls me Carswell, Mr. Ewing.

Well, not even my worst enemy
calls me anything but J.R.

Well, I sure have heard a lot about you,
J.R.

-Your daddy talked about me, did he?
-Yeah.

He said making deals with you
was the most fun he ever had.

Yeah.
We did a lot of good business together.

-There you go.
-Thank you.

Mm-hm.

Honey.

Oh.

Um-- Will there be anything else?

-Oh-- We'll let you know.
-Okay.

So are all the Texas ladies that pretty?

Uh-huh.

So you flew all the way down to Dallas
without knowing the reason.

Now, tell me why you did that.

Like I said, I heard a lot about the Ewings
when I was growing up...

...and knowing what I do, I figured
it must be something pretty interesting.

Well, if you're anything like your daddy,
it could be. Heh.

JACKIE: Cliff, there's a Mr. Dandridge
here to see you.

CLIFF:
Is he drunk or what?

Um... You're gonna have to
judge that for yourself, Cliff.

What's he asking? That I smell of booze?

Where did you drag yourself from?

I gotta admit,
I tied one on last night, Cliff.

But I had a couple of pots
of your fresh-ground coffee.

It made a new man of me.

What are you doing here?

Well, I saw one of your cards
and I got curious.

You look like you could use a visitor here.

I mean, it's awful quiet for a big office.

So you just thought you'd
stop in and see me and get a handout?

You got a nice place here, Cliff.

-You got a nice bar.
-Yeah, nice bar.

Mm-hm. Want a glass of water?

Water? You know what fish do in water.

I wasn't so sure by the name on the door.
What kind of business are you in?

Oil. I'm in the oil business.

Oil. Is that so?

What do you know about that?

Hello, Sly.

Well, it sounds like you had a nice lunch
with Mr. Denault.

You'd better get ready.

Those phones are gonna start ringing off
their hooks. Hmm.

They think they got us beat, Daddy.

But I'm still your son,
and this is still our town.

NARRATOR:
Next on Dallas:

-We

...there was a Mandy Winger.

What happens
when they want me in on a deal?

Be right in there with them
buying me back into power.

MAN: Please keep in mind
what I told you to expect.

-You must come around have often.
-I have to, I own it.

-I'm impressed.
-Thank you, so am I.

What the hell are you doing down here?

-Why aren't you up with Pam?
-Mr. Ewing, it wasn't my fault.

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