All language subtitles for Dallas S14E11

NARRATOR:
Last on Dallas:

She told me you were the father.

She did?

If you know what's good,
you won't say a word about this.

Trust me, Daddy.
It will be our little secret.

BOBBY: This is the woman I'm looking for.
- Well, I'll try, Bobby.

Just a name.

You got no morals, no scruples.
You might be worthy of me yet.

That little where is trying to crucify me.

I couldn't go home
and I couldn't have the baby.

I'm going to change his life totally.

You better get it in your thick head
there is no Ewing Oil anymore.

But one Ewing works here,
it's still Ewing Oil.

Tomorrow will be fine.

I'll see you tomorrow morning.

Boss.

I thought as long as we'll be sharing J.R.,
it would be nice to know one another.

What an odd thing to say.

LEEANN:
It really is too bad.

This doesn't have to end with Ewing Oil.

It's about time you turned up.

Did you miss me?

Sometimes, five minutes away from you
seems like a lifetime.

April Ewing,
you are an incurable romantic.

I told you all along
I was the perfect woman for you.

And now that we're married,
I'm gonna prove it.

How?

I'm not gonna tell my secrets.

I'm gonna unfold for you...

...just like a mystery novel.

We're gonna have
a wonderful life together.

[APRIL CHUCKLES]

[RINGING]

[PANTS]

- Ahem. Hello.
LIZ: It's Liz.

Sorry to can so late but 1 knew
you would want to hear the news.

You got an ID on the photo?

Took a week of shaking
every government tree 1 could.

But we now know the real name
of that woman in Paris and a lot more.

- I'll be right over.
- I'm not back in town yet.

But 1 can be at Southfork
first thing in the morning.

Do you have the Petro Tech file?

Yeah, of course, I do.

I'll see you then.

Thanks, Liz, goodbye.

LEEANN:
Mmm.

I'm starved.

There's nothing like a slow seduction
to whet the appetite.

But it's been a week
since you kissed him.

Don't you think
that's just a little too slow?

J.R. and Vanessa have a relationship
that has been smoldering for decades.

Breaking that up and doing it well
is going to take a lot of patient effort.

I don't see how you do it.

I mean, he is so despicable.

How can you stand seeing
so much of his face?

Because the payoff
is going to be so sweet.

Taking his company.

Wrecking his engagement.

And with any luck, I might even cost him
one or both of his sons.

I know you told me all the things
that he did to you...

...when you were in college together.

But what make me think
that there's something else going on?

You're very intuitive, Michelle.

There is something else
that J.R. did to me back then.

But it's really too painful
to even tell you.

I just wish there was something else
I could do to help you.

Oh, but there is.

I think you'll enjoy it.

Liz, so you got a positive ID.

Good morning to you too.

I'm sorry, I haven't been getting sleep,
it's hell on my manners.

Come on in. Tracy made some coffee.

You don't look very well.
I'm sure it didn't help that I wake you up.

BOBBY:
No, I'm glad you called, really.

Please, sit down.

I didn't mean to be rude
but could we get to the information?

Of course.

Well, the woman in Paris, as we know,
is not Sheila Foley.

Her real name is Hillary Taylor.

Born and raised in Midland, Texas.

Harvard MBA,
London School of Economics.

A model career in banking.

Ending as founder and co-owner
of Red Rock Savings and Loan.

Which went bust.

And shortly thereafter, Hillary Taylor
vanished off the face of the Earth.

Red Rock Savings and Loan.

She did Business
with Foley and Petra Tech.

So she and John Foley
did business together.

And both companies went belly up.

Liz.

She was so emotional in Paris.

Her plan to avenge John Foley
was so personal.

It doesn't make sense.

There's got to be something else.

Did she have any family?

All dead as far as we know.

So there's nobody.

Her partner, co-owner of the s and I,
he's still in Midland.

My jet has been repaired,
will you fly down there with me tomorrow?

Sure, just let me tell Cliff.

LEEANN:
How's it coming?

I keep trying to catch us
some deals here in Texas...

...but you've got me tied up
with your Venezuelan problems.

That's because you're so good
at what you do.

Thank you.

Well, a simple "thank you" is very nice...

...but another 5 percent of the company
would be a hell of a lot nicer.

Seems clear you're going to deserve it.

Of course, there is another way
you can increase your profits.

You can sell me this building,
along with some Ewing fields.

And I can build them up real big.

And cut you in for a major portion
of the black ink.

Now, what do you say to that?

J.R., it will only be a little longer...

...and then you'll practically have
the whole company to yourself.

Look, can I get personal?

Sure.

I wanna apologize for that kiss last week.
It was out of line.

Oh, there's no reason for you
to apologize.

The way you and I work together, it's--

It's so close.

Just the way it used to be
with my late husband.

Oh, we were such great partners
both in and out of bed.

I get carried away by my emotions, J.R.

It's really my only weakness.

But don't worry.

I won't let it happen again.

Mm. It's my favorite sound.

What is?

Your key in my luck.

I missed you.

I'm glad you're back.

You say the nicest things.

Although your food skills
could use a little work.

Look at that, you want some?

Sure, but I'll serve myself.

By the way, I have to go to Midland
tomorrow with Bobby.

Yeah?

I hope you don't mind
that I'm still helping him.

Mm-mm. No problem, just as long
as you spend the night here.

That's a deal.

I see you're following the McKay trial
as closely as I've been.

Oh, you can't read a damn paper
without seeing something about it.

I wish it would be over
so we can get on with our lives.

Yeah, so do I. Oh.

Dave Culver stopped in the office.

Looks like I might be going
to Washington after all.

- Oh, Cliff, that's great.
- Oh!

Oh, ho, ho.
Look what you did.

I guess you'll just have
to take your pants off.

Are you trying to seduce me?

Either that or Chinese water torture.

Take your pick.

- I think you better take these home, J.R.
- All right.

- Anything else?
- No, that's fine.

- Okay, good night.
- Yeah.

RECEPTIONIST: Good night, J.R.
- Bye.

Good night, ladies.

[CLEARS THROAT]

- Oh, I'm so glad I found you.
- Well, what's wrong?

Allegio Casul called me at my hotel.

The refinery is shutdown in Maracaibo.
We're going to shortfall.

What about the Ewing refinery?

I could stall
some of our regular customers.

And then we could ship the stuff down
there with only about a three-day lag.

That's the answer.

Oh. Thank God you're hereto help me J.R.
Come on, let's get on it.

Say, couldn't this wait till tomorrow?

I've got some dinner plans.
You look like you're going somewhere.

Well, I was going to the theater, but--

I need you, J.R.

Please cancel your plans.

All right, I'll see what I can do.

Fine, I understand, J.R.

Good night.

Oh, thank you.

Does that mean Mr. Ewing
won't be joining you after all?

I'm afraid not.

Would you like to order anyway?

No, Dora Mae.

I never have liked dining alone.

And I'm not going to tonight.

I understand, Mrs. Beaumont.

- Good night.
- Good night.

- Hello, Vanessa.
- Oh.

- How are you?
- Fine, thank you.

How are you?

Well, it doesn't look
as if my date is gonna show.

I find it hard to believe
that any man would stand you up.

It's funny to hear you say that
considering what your own son did to me.

From what I've heard,
I suspected that you knew James.

But it sounds as if there's more to it.

Typical that James didn't tell you
about me.

You know,
we had a real special relationship.

No, I didn't know.

In fact...

In fact, I was really in love with him.

- Oh.
- I wish I could get over it.

But I just can't stop thinking about him.

Even seeing you is painful for me.

I'm--

I'm very sorry.

Look.

I don't mean to make you feel
uncomfortable or anything.

But I really think it would help
if I talk to you about James.

Would you like to come over for coffee
day after tomorrow?

I'm not much of a Dear Abby, Michelle.

But it would mean so much to me.

Why?

I just think I could get over the hurt better
if I understand more about him.

I know it's an imposition, but please?

Here's my address.

Say 4:00?

All right.

- I'll be there.
- Thanks.

Good night.

CARTER: Detective Bussey, where in fact
was the water glass found?

On a table about 4 feet
from John Danzig's body.

Now, forensics has told us that
Carter McKay's prints were on that glass.

- Did you, in fact, interview the hotel maid?
- Yes, sir.

And did she not confirm that the water
glass had been changed that very morning?

Hotel policy.

Which convincingly places Carter McKay
in the room on the night of the murder.

Our client has already admitted
visiting Mr. Danzig.

He also admitted threatening Mr. Danzig
as we all heard on the tape.

Objection.
- Mr. Carter.

He admitted attempting to conceal
his presence in the hotel.

He also admitted using his wife
as a phony alibi.

Mr. Carter, that's enough.

No, Your Honor, I've had enough.

Why doesn't Carter McKay also just admit
that he killed John Danzig...

...save the taxpayers a fortune?

Mr. Carter, stop.

The jury will please disregard
the district attorney's performance.

This isn't a circus
and I'm not a ringmaster.

So please, leave the trapeze at home.

I apologize to the court, Your Honor.

[GAVEL HITS]

Ten-minute recess.

BOBBY: Paul Keats?
- That's right.

Do I know you?

- My name is Bobby Ewing.
- Ewing Oil?

Well, my company no longer exists,
sort of like yours.

What do you want?

I'm looking for your ex-partner,
Hillary Taylor.

Well, I haven't seen her since our savings
and loan went under, sorry.

She is responsible
for a major international incident.

- I don't care, Mr. Ewing.
- Which led to the death of my wife.

I'm not gonna talk about Hillary
and that's it.

Now get out of my way.

Mr. Keats, I need your help
and right now you are my only hope.

Look, I'm not gonna help you, period.

Then why don't you answer me
one question?

How come I go to the office of a bankrupt
savings and loan president this morning...

...the office of a man involved in one of the
largest bank failures in the state of Texas...

...to find impressionist paintings,
Chippendale desk...

...and more antique silver
than you find in a museum?

You're no stranger
to independent wealth.

That's a lot of bull.

I happen to know that you and Hillary
started Red Rock Savings and Loan...

...with $50,000 and a couple
of key government connections.

Now, you're hiding
more than an ex-partner, Mr. Keats.

And if you're half as smart as you think,
you're gonna tell me what I wanna know.

You know what I like about this country?

If you make enough money,
you're above the law.

Why don't you spend yours
and I'll spend mine.

[CAR ENGINE STARTS]

LIZ: I'm not surprised
you had trouble with Keats.

He's a slick customer.

While you were stonewalled,
I worked some of my channels.

And came up with that government jacket
on Red Rock 8 and I.

You're a very handy lady to have around.

But I don't get it, if the feds are dying
to nail Keats on fraud...

...what's stopping them?

As you can see from that file,
they almost have a case.

All they need is a paper trail...

...the location of his off-shore bank
or his phony umbrella company.

He's clearly good at hiding things.

Yeah, like Hillary Taylor's location.

Maybe.

Well, he knows something.
I'm sure of that.

That's why I wanna set him up.

- How?
- I don't know.

Is there anything in here on his vices?
Drugs, booze, women?

Oh, he's a major lady's man.

Some of his biggest depositors
were rich older women.

Although, he prefers them
firm, young and willing.

You know, I used to occasionally wear
a wire with Johnny Dancer.

I could wear one again.

I can't ask you to do that, Liz.

Oh, come on, my entire wardrobe
was designed for seduce and sting.

Seriously, I can handle this.

We just have to work out a script,
and pick the right spot.

I think Mr. Keats
is about to meet his match.

Well, I don't know
what I would do without you, Sly.

I guess I'll just have to give you one of
those "employee of the month" plaques.

Mrs. De La Vega
wrote nine business letters today...

...and two personal ones.

As usual, I copied them all.

Wow.

Yeah, that's quite a haul.
Do you think anything slipped by you?

No, sir, they're all there.

Oh, and take a look at this one.

I think it's to her sister-in-law in Caracas.

Listen to this.

"I'm trying so hard to hide my feelings
but J.R. is so much like Roberto.

I know I shouldn't let any man
control me ever again...

...but sometimes I feel this urge
to just let him take charge."

My God, I don't believe that.

Yeah, you do seem
to have a strange effect on her.

Yeah, I do, don't I?

[CHUCKLES]

Yeah, I do.

The trouble is he's much too clever
to fool for long.

Meaning what?

Now that I've slipped him that phony letter
to my sister-in-law...

...I'm going to speed up the seduction.

How?

Well, let's just say, J.R. and I
are going to take a little trip.

J.R.
Now, let me get this straight.

You want me to fly this weekend
with you to Caracas?

- Is that right?
- That's right.

- To do what?
- To help me sell off that damn refinery.

I've had too much trouble with it.

Then I can buy another one
here in Texas.

Oh, well, I don't think
that's a real good idea.

I mean, what the hell,
you got the best of both worlds as it is.

Well, maybe it's your influence.

But I'm enjoying the oil business
a lot more now that I'm here in Dallas.

Why shouldn't I expand here?

Well, I just thought you were planning
on moving back to Venezuela...

...leaving me up hereto run the show.

I suppose that's still possible.

But you'll have to come to Caracas with me
if you want to discuss it.

Well, to tell you the truth,
I am not real partial to South America.

It's where I lost my daddy.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

But Venezuela is quite beautiful
in a romantic sort of way.

I think once you see it though my eyes,
you'll like things south of the border.

KING: Isn't it true that, initially,
you lied to the police...

...claiming that you spent
the night in question with Carter McKay?

I explained all that.

Yes or no?

Yes, but--

KING: Then you went to Detective Bussey
and you changed your mind.

Why?

- It was my conscience.
KING: Mm-hm.

Or were you just paying him back?

Prosecution is using you
as a key witness...

...to convince the jury
that Carter McKay is lying.

But I submit that you're the one
who's incapable of telling the truth.

Objection.

JUDGE:
Sustained.

Mr. King, get to the point.

As we all know...

...the wife has no legal obligation
to testify against her husband.

Yet here you are, Mrs. McKay.

And there is your husband.

A mum-millionaire corporate CEO.

Married you, a small-town hairdresser
for love.

Can you really sit there
and tell us that he's the kind of man...

...who would go to a hotel room himself
and gun down a man in cold blood?

CARTER:
Objection.

And you accuse me of a trapeze act?

Can I say something, Your Honor?

Objection sustained.

And yes, Mrs. McKay, you may speak.

If it's germane to the area of inquiry.

Well, I'm not really sure what that means,
but I just wanna say this.

I don't care what anybody thinks
about me anymore.

But I didn't marry Mac for his money.

I married him
because he said he trusted me.

And that's why...

...I slept with the men
he asked me to sleep with.

[CROWD MURMURS]

And that's why
I lied when he asked me to lie for him.

He's not a bad person.

But yes.

I think he was capable
of killing that man.

KING: Objection, Your Honor, I move that
her testimony be stricken from the record.

[DOOR KNOCKING]

VANESSA:
Hello.

Oh, dear, are you all right?

I'm sorry, I've just been crying.
I'll be okay.

Perhaps I should come back
another time.

No, I need to talk to you.

Please, come on in.

I just brought out these photographs
of James and me.

VANESSA:
Oh.

I don't know,
they just start me off crying.

[RATTLES]

Here, here, let me.

Do you think I'm stupid for loving a man
that doesn't love me?

I mean, it just seems like a huge mistake.

I don't know a woman in the world...

...who hasn't fallen madly in love
with the wrong man at least once.

It's all part of life.

Sometimes, it's the best part.

You know,
I was married when I first met J.R.

And yet, our affair was the most wonderful
relationship I have ever known.

That's the way I felt about James
until it was over.

Why did you break up in the first place?

Actually, it was J.R. that broke us up.

He tricked me into taking a job
in the Bahamas...

...so he could split us up.

J.R. did that?

But why?

I guess he just wanted James
all to himself.

That's why he ruined
all of James' business deals.

There was this big one
with Duke Carlisle.

It would have made James a fortune.

But J.R. wanted James
to stick to Ewing Oil.

You know, so they could be together.

He interfered that much?

The worse was when he was sleeping
with that Diana Farrington...

...to get her committee vote.

He used James to cover up the fact
that he was cheating on Cally.

Just think it's that sick
father-son relationship...

...just messed everything up.

I'm sorry, I'm a terrible host.

- I have some croissants in the kitchen.
- Uh...

No, thank you, Michelle, I--

I don't really have much of an appetite.

You're not eating very much.

And you're not saying very much.

Is something wrong?

Yes.

But I don't want to talk about it, not yet.

Well, since we're an awkward subjects,
I got one for you.

I'm listening.

I'm flying down to Caracas tomorrow
night with LeeAnn De La Vega.

Weekend.

We have a refinery to sell.

I know you're not asking
my permission...

...but I haven't seen very much
of you lately.

Well, now, you're the one
who wanted me to fight for my company.

J.R., I think LeeAnn De La Vega
has feelings for you...

...and that makes me
very uncomfortable.

What feelings?

I don't like her, she doesn't like me.
That's it.

I don't want you to go
to Caracas with her.

Darling, I'm trying to put her
in my debt not my bed.

I think you're overreacting.

I'm just frightened for us.

Please, don't go.

Well, I'm sorry, I have to.

Have you heard?
They found Carter McKay guilty.

- Go.
- Test, test, test.

Test, test.

- Okay.
- Okay.

So, what's so special
about the Midland Cantina?

Well, from what I hear...

...they have a kind of happy hour
that Paul Keats just loves.

Lots of ladies?

Mm-hm. Party girls.

I thought casual pick-ups
were out of vague.

All it's gonna take
is one sweet old-fashioned gal.

Here I am.
So are we gonna nail him tomorrow?

To the wall.

I can't wait.

[PHONE RINGS]

Hello.

Yeah.

Yes, Cliff, she's right here.
Hang on, hang on.

Hi, Cliff, What is it?

No, no, I can't.

Cliff, I promised Bobby, I--

Cliff.

Okay.

I understand. Yeah, I'll be there.

I love you too.

What's the matter?

I have to go back to Dallas tonight,
Bobby.

Why?

He didn't say.

Liz, I need you here.

Keats goes on vacation,
we can't do this next week.

Call him back.

He needs me, Bobby.

And tonight I have
to put my life ahead of yours.

I'm sorry.

Things really that bad?

They're that bad.

Hard to believe a good-looking man like you
could have a whole lot of problems.

Not a whole lot, just one.

But it's a good one.

You know,
I'm pretty good at chasing the blues.

Thanks, but I'm not interested.

Now, how do you know until you try?

I do have a favorite little game
I like to play.

Is that a fact?

It is.

It's called The Price is Right.

Dare I ask how this game
of yours is played?

Well, I say a price and if it's right...

- I win.
Guaranteed.

I'm smart, I'm pretty.

And when it comes to men...

...there isn't much I can't do.

You know, you might be right.

Maybe you are exactly what I need.

Come on.

Only we'll play my game,
Price is No Object.

Cliff.

I got here as soon as I could.

What is it?

What's wrong?

Come on, talk to me.

My life is so screwed up.

Uh...

I was so sure.

What are you talking about?

I just knew McKay was gonna beat it.

There was just no way
that they could convict him.

I just knew it.

I thought that he would get off.

This whole thing would just blew over.

I wouldn't have any worries...

...about losing you or my career.

Cliff, you're never gonna lose me.

What are you saying?

You don't know, do you?

Know what?

They convicted McKay.

Fine.

He did it, they convicted him, it's over.

But it's not.

Why not?

Because he's not guilty.

They convicted him.

But he's not guilty.

How can you be so sure?

Because he's not.

How do you know?

Because I am.

Because I did it.

Because I killed Johnny Dancer.

[80 BS]

God.

Oh, God.

I was so sure that he would get off.

And this whole thing
would just fade away.

And then everything would be all right.

They found him guilty, all right?

And now...

He's facing a murder charge.

The death penalty.

But I killed him.

How did it happen?

Uh, it was...

It was a pretty horrible thing.

Face it, Cliffy, she's mine.

Let her go, Dancer.

Are you kidding?

You know how hot Liz is.

This time it's gonna be better than ever.

In fact, if you're lucky
I might even let you watch.

You are a son of a bitch.

Careful now, CI iffy.

You know I'm just looking for a reason
to blow your head off.

[PHONE RINGING]

[GRUNTING]

[GUNSHOT]

CUFF“.
And that's exactly how it happened.

I knew it was self-defense
but 1 didn't know he was dead.

I just panicked.

All 1 could see was your face
and my career gone.

My life behind bars.

I couldn't think straight.

So 1 did the wrong thing.

I ran.

And I've been running ever since.

Don't ever doubt my love, Cliff.

Even

I'm glad you told me.

Now what?

Now we're together.

Yeah.

[CHATTERING]

- Whoa, excuse me.
- I'm sorry, my fault.

You're absolutely right.
Now you're gonna have to buy me a drink.

You're gonna have to show me the bar
because I'm new in town.

- How new?
- This is my first day as a matter of fact.

Mama always told me I was a lucky boy.

Hold on, you're not an oilman, are you?
I don't do oilmen.

No, no, honey, I'm a banker.

- You're kidding.
- That a problem?

Oh, well, I don't know.

I have this kind of kinky thing, I guess.

I love the business section
of the newspaper.

There's something about numbers.
They just kind of turn me on.

You know, on second thought,
I'll buy the drinks.

I can't believe it was so easy.

Scamming all those suckers
and just sailing off into the sunset.

Well, it was boom time,
we were making loans like crazy.

And I made myself take a huge hunk...

...for myself
out of every single transaction.

And do you know
that they wanted to nail me for that?

But, hey, everyone was doing it.

You know what I find sexy?

- What?
- Deregulation.

Yeah.

[LAUGHING]

Along with federal guarantees.

Gave smart boys like you a chance
to make good money.

Yeah.

Thank you for telling me how you did it.

Maybe I'm not very smart...

...but what could you do
with all that cash you made?

You can't put it in the bank.
You can't spend it.

Wrong.

I've got accounts in two great banks
in the Grand Cayman Islands.

All stashed under my uncle's name.

What a guy.

Why don't you forget about that drink,
come back to my place?

I've got a $2 million painting hanging
over my bed.

Sorry, but I think you put the screws
to enough of the American public.

Thanks for the bucks, Bobby.
I'll drop the wire in your car.

Thank you, Jill.

Hello, Keats.

- Remember me?
- What's your game?

Well, it's not Candid Camera,
but it's close.

You do talk an awful lot about things
a taxman would dearly love to hear.

You still wanna know
about Hillary Taylor, okay.

Okay, I'll trade you.

Where is she?

I don't know, I swear.

- You're gonna hate it in prison.
- I haven't seen her for a year.

Do you have any guesses
where she might be?

None.

But if I were you, I would stay away
from her, especially since Foley's suicide.

Why is John Foley so important to her?

She was his mistress for years.

When he killed himself, she went berserk,
dying to blame someone.

I'm glad it wasn't me.

So now I know why
she did what she did in Paris.

What else?
Is there anyone I can contact?

She's got a daughter somewhere.

Nobody knows much about her.
Jory is her name, short for Marjorie.

Okay.

Hey, what about the tape?

You know, Keats, you and people like you
have ripped off America.

And everybody in this country
is paying for what you did.

Get off your soapbox, Ewing.

The rich get richer,
that's how it has always been.

Maybe 50.

But maybe the times
they are a-changing.

[WHISTLING]

J.J. Carter?

Well, Mr. Barnes and Miss Adams.

Here for the sentencing?

Not exactly.

I thought I'd have to subpoena you,
but it turned out not to be necessary.

You did a brilliant job convicting McKay.

We were both impressed.

Biggest case of my career.

There's one problem.

I killed Johnny Dancer.

And I wanna make a full confession.

NARRATOR:
Next on Dallas:

Isn't it sad to have all these feelings
for someone...

...and never do anything about it?

Sheila Foley's real name is Hillary Taylor.
And she has a daughter.

Nickname is July “if that's any hem.

J.R. and I are lovers.

That is absolutely absurd.

You haven't got the nerve.

[GUNSHOT]

All you have to do is marry me.

If you want my company, J.R...

...you make love with me now,
tomorrow and forever.

[ENGLISH - US - SDH]