All language subtitles for Dallas S14E05

NARRATOR:
Last on Dallas:

This will all be over tomorrow.

What's your son doing
working on a construction site?

- Fire him.
- Try and get a hold of J.R.

Tell him what's gonna happen at the OPEC
meeting and tell him I need some help.

[SILENCED GUNSHOTS]

You must be able to remember
plenty about J.R.

We've got records of everything.

[LAUGHS]

[DOOR OPENS]

Hello, Liz.

Hello, Johnny.

Did you really think you could hurt me
by getting me fired?

I haven't even started yet.
I'm gonna keep after you...

...till you come crawling back to me
on your hands and knees.

SHEILA:
Not yet, Bobby.

Soon, Bobby. Soon.

[GASPS]

[CROWD SCREAMING]

No!

[SCREAMS]

April!

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

J.R.: Yeah?
JACKIE: J.R., Mr. Carlisle's here.

Bring him in.

Thank you, Jackie.
Close the door, will you, honey?

Well, Duke, how you doing?

You don't look well at all.

Oh, I know. It's about that terrible thing
that happened to Melinda.

You know, I always thought
she was such a nice girl too.

It's you, isn't it J.R.?

You setup Melinda
and you had my license jerked.

Well, now, how much power
do you think I have?

Enough.

- What'll it take to get Melinda off the hook?
- What makes you think I could do that?

What' II it take?

Well, maybe if you moved
your whole operation elsewhere...

...like Louisiana or Arkansas,
certainly out of Texas...

...then just maybe
those charges could be dropped.

It'll cost me a fortune.

But our children are worth it, aren't they?

All this because of a poker game?

No. All this because you thought
you had the right to teach my son a lesson.

Call off your dogs, J.R., I'm moving.

Carlisle, pass the message on for me.

Nobody but a Ewing touches a Ewing.

You got a lot of dirt
in that file of yours, Sly.

Just not the right kind.

What more do you need?

Well, names, places, details.

[SIGHS]

Well, I've got some more files at home.
I'll bring them by tomorrow.

There's gotta be a hundred guys
J.R.'s ruined.

Let's round a few of them up.

[SIGHS]

- You're not gonna find any takers, James.
- Why not?

We're not the only ones
dying to get back at the guy.

People are scared of J.R.

They know he doesn't mind
crushing someone over and over again.

You're not getting cold feet, are you?

- No way.
- Good, because right now...

...all I wanna do is pay him back
so I can get on with my life.

Meaning you wanna stay here?

What's wrong with here? I like it.

It's honest work.

Where's home these days, James?

Well, I put in some overtime
for a room in the back.

You sleep in a room in the back?

That's right.

One lamp, one mattress...

...and no J.R.

APR“;
Promise me we'll never be like they were.

Let's not ever put off anything
that we wanna do.

BOBBY: Some things have to wait
for the right time and place.

APR“; I'm serious. 1 don't want us to
ever lose any time we could spend together.

BOBBY:
[promise you...

"whatever you want,
whenever you want.

APR“;
Right now 1 wanna dance.

J.R.:
I don't want excuses, I want her found.

I want Lady Montfort's location
by the end of the week.

I don't care if you have to check
every mental hospital in the United States...

...I want her found. You got it?
Yeah, all right.

What is it, honey?

Did you hear the news
about what happened in France?

J.R.:
No.

Some American tried to assassinate
one of the major leaders of OPEC.

- No fooling?
- It was at this big oil reception in Paris.

- And you say the assassin blew it?
- I think so.

They haven't released all the details,
just that some bystanders were killed.

Huh. That's really something, isn't it?

I wonder what would have happened
if they'd actually bumped him off.

There would have been
an Arab oil embargo.

And the price of Texas crude
might just have gone through the roof.

- You think that was the reason behind it?
- I don't know.

But I guarantee it wasn't a Texan's finger
on that trigger. He wouldn't have missed.

Any way you look at it,
they ought to hang a medal on that fella.

Why don't you call Bobby?

- Maybe he knows something about it.
- Yes, sir.

Oh, really?

- You want me to wear a blindfold?
- That's right.

Let me guess,
I'm being lead off to a firing squad...

...for being such lousy company
at dinner.

You were lousy company tonight.
You were quiet, you were distant...

...and unbearably attractive.
But I forgive you.

I've got a lot on my mind.

Well, I don't want you to care about that,
not right now. Just follow me.

Hit it.

[BAND PLAYING]

[LAUGHS]

You are absolutely crazy.
Do you know that?

You got so much New York in you...

...I decided I had to bring a bit of New York
here just to get your attention.

Well, you've got it. Now what?

Okay. You remember we had a hot dog
from this very cart outside of my office?

Well, it was that exact moment
that I realized that I was in love with you.

Oh, Cliff.

Now, I know you've been running
hot and cold on me...

...but I've got very good instincts.

You know what my instinct
is telling me now?

- I'm afraid to ask.
- That you need a hot dog.

LIZ: But we just had dinner.
- I know, but you can handle it, really.

Here, open that,
and don't put mustard on it.

[GASPS]

Marry me, Liz.
We'll live happily ever after.

I know we can do it.

I don't know what to say.

Well, it's a three-letter word.
It begins with Y and ends with "yes."

Oh, gully, don't tell me it's gonna be no.

It's really something
I have to think about.

Not the answer I wanna hear.

I know. I'm sorry.

[PHONE RINGING]

Yeah, J.R. Ewing here.

WOMAN [ON PHONE]: Hello, Mr. Ewing. This
is Christine Faster with the Associated Press.

Well, I'm kind of busy right now.

I'd just like to get your quote.

- Quote about what?
- About what happened in Paris.

Oh, you mean that assassination thing.

And your sister-in law's death.

What?

It's rumored that April Stevens Ewing...

...had something to do
with the assassination attempt.

Was she involved in any kind of right-wing
political activity that you know of?

April's dead?

Well, you must have heard.

What about my brother Bobby?
Is he all right?

- He's fine.
- Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Poor April.

Hey, James, I pay you to work
on motorcycles, not blonds.

- Yeah, give me another minute, will you?
- Make it fast.

Boy, Bobby must be going through hell.

I can't even imagine
how bad it is for him.

- For J.R. too.
- J.R.?

He doesn't care about anything.
He's got a heart the size of a peanut.

You don't get it, do you?

I know J.R. is hurting.
Family is real important to him.

Oh, yeah, I know how important family is.

Look, did you bring your other files?

- No, I left everything at home.
- Why?

I wanna forget about our deal, James.

I don't wanna help you
stick it to J.R. right now.

- What, because of Bobby?
SLY: Yeah, that's part of it.

Look, maybe I'm a little soft...

...but I think this might be the perfect time
for you to make up with J.R.

Forget it.

[SIGHS]

What is the point
of hanging on to all that anger?

Come on, Sly.
You want me to start a list?

When you compare it to April, it really
doesn't add up to very much, does it?

Mr. Ewing.

The concierge at your hotel said
I'd find you walking this direction.

I have a few more questions.

We're very sorry about what happened.

This is where I lost her.

The first time.

I never should have let her shop alone.

None of this might have happened.

As of this moment,
Mrs. Foley is still uncaptured.

We think she may have slipped out
of the country.

Did you hear
Mr. Jordan Lee was murdered?

I heard.

It appears they intended to kill you
and your bride, Mr. Ewing.

Along with your bank minister.

I am aware of all of this now.

You stated that Mrs. Foley's plan
was some sort of personal revenge...

...based on her husband's suicide?

That's what I thought at first.

And now I know
there must be more to it than that.

INSPECTOR:
That's what I want to talk to you about.

Anything you can tell us about her,
anything at all...

...will help us track her down.

I don't even know why
April and I even came to Paris.

We were so happy in London
those first few days.

Don't blame yourself.

Fine. I'd be very happy to blame you.

Why didn't you listen to me?

If you had listened to me, my wife
wouldn't be lying in a morgue right now.

- I understand your pain.
- You don't have a clue.

Why is it
that every radical group in the world...

...has their headquarters in your backyard.
What kind of a country is this?

I remind you that Mrs. Foley
and her gunman...

...where countrymen of yours.

All that means is you'll never find them.

But I Will.

And you can go to hell. All of you.

You've still got that walk.

The one that drives me crazy.

And you still have a flair
for the dramatic.

You didn't like the way
I popped up in McKay's office.

Not much.

You've got a new look, Liz.

Your hair's different,
clothes are more conservative.

I'm wearing my skirts longer now,
Johnny.

- But you still can't hide that magic.
- Don't.

Oh, come on, you know you love it.

Hey, is this a great town or what?

Not only am I'm gonna get my girl back,
but I'm gonna get a little oil company too.

Stop it, Johnny.

[LAUGHS]

It's real, Liz.

Ace Geophysical
is just what the doctor ordered.

My investment group
needs a fresh new industry. This is it.

You're moving your operation here?

We've been looking into this market
for some time now.

And In and behold,
who do I know that inherits an oil company?

The love of my life.

- You'll never be able to pull it off.
- Why not?

- Our company is as clean as they come.
- Sure.

Since when did you start
making moral judgments?

- Or is that Cliffy's influence?
- Stay away from him.

He's much too good
to get involved with you.

Not to mention good in the sack.

- You'd love to know, wouldn't you?
- Really, I don't care.

You're gonna be back in my bed
soon enough.

Now...

How much do you want
for that company?

You still have a lot of attitude,
you know that, Johnny?

I'm staying at the Quorum.

Call me when you come up with a figure.

I just can believe it's true.
She was so beautiful.

- I know.
- Oh, here he comes.

- I'm sorry, J. R.
- Yeah.

Have you tried to reach Bobby?

I've been calling every 10 minutes
and I've left messages at the embassy.

All right.
Put me on the flight to Paris tonight.

ELIZABETH: Yes, sir.
- Try to get a hold of John Ross in London.

I wanna see
if Bobby's talked to Christopher.

ELIZABETH:
Right away.

And I'll keep trying Bobby's hotel.

Say, Elizabeth,
you'd like some time off or something?

No, I'll stay right here.
I just hope the boys will be okay.

Don't worry.
We'll take care of each other.

REPORTER: A few questions please. Do you
know where the assassins are hiding?

Do you know who else was involved?

Is it true you and Miss Foley
share the same room?

Was she acting alone or is there really
a right-wing group behind the shooting?

You can't hide from this, Mr. Ewing.
The world wants to know.

[WHIMPERING]

J.R.: Oh, Bobby, I can't tell you
how bad I feel about April.

I'm arriving in Paris tomorrow morning.
I'll be there right by your side.

I don't want you to come.

Well, of course I'm coming.

You heard me, J.R.,
I don't want you here.

All right. All right.

Have you called mama?

No, and I don't want you to either.

Listen, I can tell you're not thinking straight.
I wanna help, Bob.

I don't need help.

Well, I could help with the arrangements
or something.

The funeral is later today.

Her mother gave me permission
to bury April here. Look, I gotta go.

- Well, we got more to talk about.
- You wanna talk about something, J.R.?

We can talk about where the hell you where
last week when I really needed you.

Bobby, that was not my fault.

No, of course not.
It's never your fault, is it?

But April is still dead.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Not now.

[DOOR OPENS]

I said, not now.

What are you doing here?

I heard the news.
Made me feel bad enough to come here.

I thought maybe we could make up
or something.

Oh, you thought that, did you?

It seems stupid for us to keep going
at each other, especially after this.

The whole family is hurting.

Family? What do you know about family?
You're not even a half-breed.

Come on, let's bury the hatchet.

Why should I?
This whole mess is your fault.

What's my fault?

If you hadn't kept me in that sanitarium,
I'd have been able to help Bobby.

Hey, don't try and lay that on me.
You checked yourself into that place...

...all for another one of your stupid
useless dirty deals.

April is dead, Bobby's at my throat...

...and all because I got a vengeful
so-called son.

I made a major mistake coming here.

No, the next time I come to bury a hatchet,
I'm gonna bury it in your skull.

Just get the hell out of here.

[DOOR SLAMS]

Enough is enough. How many more years
of my life do you want?

We can't quit now, Liz,
we've almost got them all.

I don't care.

I'm sick of being a government agent.
I want my own life back.

When we recruited you,
your life was Johnny Dancer.

By the way, has Johnny asked
for your brother's company yet?

- How did you know that?
- I'm psychic.

LIZ:
I'm serious. How did you know?

JONES: He's looking for new ways
to launder his money.

What could be more inviting than his
girlfriend's tight little oil-exploration unit?

My brother loved that company.
I'm not letting Johnny have it.

Oh, but we want him too. It's perfect.

He can setup his dirty laundry,
you'll work with him.

When we've got an ironclad case,
we ship them all up the river.

Sorry, I want him out of my life.

All right, he's out of your life.
Then what?

You become Cliff Barnes'
little house Frau.

Don't try to push my buttons.

JONES: Doesn't it upset you
the way Johnny can still get to you?

Why does he always send you 13 roses?

Some women
would consider that bad luck.

Go back to Washington.
Tell them to get a new cover girl.

I'm out of it.

So be it.

There's one last thing.

Didn't you think it was strange that your
brother's brand-new car had faulty brakes?

That's unusual, isn't it?
How often does that sort of thing happen?

No.

Don't try that.

It's all there.

Last year, Johnny Dancer
approached your brother Ace.

He tried to buy the company,
Ace told him to take a hike...

...and Johnny had your brother killed.

That way
you would inherit the company...

...and Johnny would end up with it.

Don't look at the last two photos,
they're morgue shots.

Everything else in that dossier
will prove I'm telling the truth.

How long have you known?

How long?

Don't hate the wrong person, Liz.

I tried to keep this from you
until we put Johnny away...

...but we can't do that now
without your help.

Just tell me he wasn't killed
because of me.

It all comes down to this:

You can nail the slime
who killed your brother...

...or you can hide under a log
with Cliff Barnes.

It's your call, Liz.

[SIGHS]

[MAN SPEAKING IN FRENCH]

[SPEAKING IN FRENCH]

Mr. Barnes, I'd like to talk to you.

Not really a very good time.

I know.
I just found out about April myself.

- You were good friends, weren't you?
- Yeah.

Real good friends.

Well, look,
I won't take up much of your time.

Well, that's good because
I'm not really in the best shape right now.

Yeah. I have a deal for you.

It's a lousy time
to try to make a deal with me.

It's about J.R. I know you've been trying
to bring him down for years.

Well, I can make it happen for you.

- Some other time.
- Did you hear what I said?

Yeah, I heard you.

Look, I'm giving you a chance
to finally nail him to the cross.

I've get incredible information,
fully documented.

We could take him down together.

Why should I?

- Isn't it obvious?
- No, it's not obvious.

Your his son, why should I trust you
more than I trust your daddy?

Hey, I hate him worse than you do.

Well, maybe that's so.

But like I say, timing is everything.
Right now your timing stinks.

What are you talking about?

Hey, I'm giving this to you.
I don't want anything in return.

You know something? You're not a bit more
compassionate than your old man.

Did you ever think of what Bobby's
state of mind is right now?

And you want me to go gunning
for his brother at this time?

This has nothing to do with Bobby.

That's where you're wrong.
You just don't understand, it's a family.

So why don't you take
your fully-documented information...

...and go blow it out your exhaust?

You know, you're as big a loser
as everybody says you are.

CLIFF:
One of these days maybe you'll grow up.

And hopefully you'll find out that revenge
is not the most important thing.

BARTENDER:
Same again, Mr. Ewing?

- Yeah.
BARTENDER: Yes, sir.

McKAY:
Can you keep your voice down?

BARTENDER: I knew it was too quiet tonight.
ROSE: What other pleasure do I get--?

Mrs. McKay
been drinking too much again?

McKAY: I heard you, Rose.
- She's been hitting it real hard.

ROSE:
I'm talking about sex, Mac. S-E-X.

I heard you, Rose,
and so has everybody else.

Well, you don't listen to me in private.

[LOUDLY]
So let's just make this public.

You've had too much to drink
and we're going home.

Well, of course
I've had too much to drink.

- What other pleasure do I get from life?
- Dora Mae.

ROSE: Why don't you make love to me
anymore, Mac?

We might have trouble getting
Mrs. McKay to the car.

You don't touch me. And it's all because
you made me sleep with Cliff Barnes.

I'll take her myself.
Come on, Mrs. McKay.

Just remember,
you were the one who made me do it.

And if my body's too dirty for you now,
it's your fault.

I need love, Mac.
I can't go on like this any longer.

DORA MAE:
Mrs. McKay.

Hi, Mrs. McKay.

[ELEVATOR DINGS]

Leave me alone, Dora Mae. I can make it.

DORA MAE: Are you sure, Mrs. McKay?
- Oh, I'm fine.

Hey, Mac.

What's the matter? Can't raise the flag?

Shut up, J.R.

You shouldn't be wasting your time
talking to me.

You'd better get yourself home,
take care of business, boy.

I'm sorry about April's death...

...but it just might
bring Clayton back real soon.

And once he comes back,
Westar's gonna eat you for breakfast.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

CLIFF: Yeah, who is it?
LIZ: It's Liz.

Hi, Liz, what a surprise.

I know it's late, but I'd like to come in.

- That's okay, I'll make some coffee--
- No, I can't stay.

I don't know how to say this
without hurting you.

Wait a minute. You told me that you would
take a couple of days to think about this.

I can't marry you, Cliff.

Why not?

Please, don't make this hard on me.

Wait a minute,
I wanna make it hard on you.

No, no, luck. Okay, I'm sorry,
I'm pressuring you again, so...

I'll take back the proposal and we'll date
again and we'll just take our time.

No, we have to call the whole thing off.

- That's the only way.
- What's wrong with you?

- Can't you see what we've got going?
- There's someone else, Cliff.

You told me there wasn't.

I thought it was over. It's not.

I don't believe you.

- Come on.
- I care about you, I really do.

This is the wrong time and place for us.
It just can't happen between us now.

I don't buy it. I don't buy it.

I'm not gonna let you get out of here
tonight by being vague again.

- Now, I know something's the matter.
- I have to go.

CLIFF: Wait a minute.
Goodbye.

- Why can't you talk to me?
- Stop pressing me.

What's going on?

- Just stay away from me, Cliff.
- Maybe I can help.

WOMAN:
Mr. Ewing.

- We are boarding first class now.
- Thank you.

APRIL:
Bobby.

April.

WOMAN [OVER PA]: American Airlines flight
405 for Dallas is now boarding at Gate 5.

American Airlines flight 405 for Dallas
is now boarding at Gate 5.

BOBBY:
Oh, my God.

CALLY:
Oh, my Lord. Bobby.

You poor man, it's so awful.

Cally, I'm sorry.

- I just saw your hair, and I--
- Oh, no, I'm sorry.

No, it's okay.

You must be going through hell right now.

It's the most terrible thing in the world.
I just wish there was something I could do.

Why are you here?
Why aren't you at the ranch?

J.R. kicked me out of Southfork right after
Miss Ellie and John Ross left town.

- I'm divorcing him.
- Good.

You're smart, Cally.

Get away from my family,
and don't just walk, run.

Marrying a Ewing is a curse,
and the only way you can beat it is to run.

[J.R. LAUGHS]

J.R.:
The best bourbon in Braddock.

He's never home before 5.
Why aren't you meeting in his office?

Oh, it's a top-secret deal.
For all I know, his office could be bugged.

You don't know Mac.
He has his security people--

What's it called?
--sweep it clean every week.

- He is just so tidy, that man.
- Hmm.

We'll he's gonna be home real soon.

How about a little more hospitality,
say, another drink?

Help yourself.
Pour me another while you're at it.

J.R.: Make it double?
- Now you're talking.

J.R.:
You know, I hate to say it...

...but I overheard that little marital tiff
you had at the Oil Barons.

It's a real shame.

No, I'm glad everyone heard.

No, what I mean is, it's a shame
that a beautiful woman like you...

...isn't getting what she deserves.

Ain't that the truth.

Yeah, I think Mac's clearly a fool.

After all, he is sharing a bed with a woman
who could peel the paint right off the walls.

I like the way you put that.

Now, you take me...

...I find it a real turn on
to see a satisfied smile on a lady's face.

I love Mac.

Of course you do.

He's making a big mistake with me.

I'm still desirable.
If he can't see it, other men can.

Marriage is not easy, honey.

My wife just left me.

ROSE:
Oh...

Oh, that's terrible.

Sol know what it's like to feel needy.

But maybe I could help you.
And you could help me.

What do you mean?

We could join forces.

See, Mac's problem is not Cliff Barnes...

...is just that he's trying too hard
to take over the world.

And if you help me,
we might slow him down.

And he might come back to your bed.

I don't think I can wait that long.

There's no reason for you to wait, honey.

[PIANO PLAYING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

- Bartender.
BARTENDER: Yes, sir.

You call this Scotch? I thought they shot
you in Texas for serving this kind of crap.

BARTENDER: We do have a better label.
- I'll bet you do.

Your charm is slipping.

Well, I save it for the people who count.

You look terrific.

Thank you.

Glad you came.

Well, when you whistle, I sit up and beg.

Really?

What about you and Cliff y?
I thought the two of you had a thing going?

We did.

Until you came back.

I thought I was over you.

Nostalgic for the bad old days, huh?

Well, they weren't all bad.

Remember the first night I ever saw you?

The Rainbow Room.

Sixty-fifth floor.

Every man in the place turned
and watched you walk in.

But you were all I could see.

- Club soda with lime, please.
BARTENDER: Yes, ma'am.

Like you were a target
and I was an arrow.

I love it when you get poetic.

Does that also mean
you're gonna sell me your company?

You can have my company, Johnny...

...but I wanna be a part of the action.

You know I don't work that way.

Well, make an exception.

And I'll make an exception.

And then we'll see what happens.

MAN:
I see you like Chinese food, that's good.

Because if I ever see you in the same room
with Liz Adams again...

...I'm gonna turn your brains
into moo goo gai pan.

- Who are you?
- Just think of me as your guardian angel.

Now stay still for a few moments.

Don't move, don't breathe
or I'll blow your brains out.

And remember,
it's time to kiss Liz Adams goodbye.

- Well, hello, Phyllis.
- Hello.

Did Detective Ratagan
leave something for me?

Yes, sir.
And Bobby's back. He's in his office.

He's here?

- All right, you have a nice evening.
- I'll try.

BOBBY:
Come in.

Hello, Bob.
I didn't expect you back at the office--

J.R., these boys have the largest
detective agency in the Southwest.

Oh, is that right?

BOBBY: I just bought it.
- What?

We'll be meeting tomorrow, but I want you
to compile Sheila Foley's dossier tonight.

Well, then I'd like to fly a team
of my best detectives...

...to Odessa right away. If I may, sir.

Also check out Jordan Lee's connections,
social and political.

HEAD DETECTIVE: We'll look under
every rock he ever stepped on.

With the entire agency on this case,
I guarantee the fastest result possible, sir.

That's good, because we're gonna be living
and breathing this together.

When you find Sheila Foley, don't tell
the police until I've seen her, okay?

Absolutely.
- All right, then, get to work.

Bobby, I can't tell you
how bad I feel about April.

There's no need to talk about that.

I know I wasn't here
when you needed me most...

...but I was literally locked up.

I don't wanna talk about that either.

I just wanna get out of here.

Oh, I know this is eating you up...

...but I think I got a way to make it better,
Bobby.

Throw yourself into your work.
Just keep busy.

I got a project
that's gonna be perfect for you.

I did something to Westar
that's gonna knock your socks off.

I don't care.

I recruited McKay's wife.
Isn't that sensational?

You and I can work together,
take that company over.

- Just you and I--
- Shut up.

Well, I-- Well, Bobby, I only did it for you.

J.R., look around here, what do you see?

Daddy's company. Our company.
Our sons' company.

You don't know why April's dead,
do you?

It's because of money and oil.
The very thing that built this company.

She didn't die
because she was April Stevens.

She died because she was April Ewing.
Bobby Ewing's wife. Mrs. Ewing Oil.

- Well, you can't blame the all business.
- To hell with the all business.

You'd better take
a real good look around, J.R.

Because I'm changing all the rules and
nothing's gonna be the same from now on.

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I gave you the first one,
you don't get another.

Bobby's wife is dead,
mama needs to know.

He can call her himself.

He's your father, James.

- Are you sure you wanna do this to him?
- Yeah.

Johnny. Johnny, don't.

- Oh, my God.
- It's not gonna be okay, not for a while.

Not until the people who killed April
have been punished.

- Yeah.
- I have to go after them myself.

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