All language subtitles for S13E27 - Three, Three, Three (Part2)

NARRATOR:
Last on Dallas:

WEXLER: Whoever you thought you were
on the outside, Mr. Ewing...

...doesn't matter in here.

[LAUGHING]

And what is this?
Abandon hope all ye who enter here?

Unless you can prove otherwise.

How do they treat you here?

[CHUCKLES]

Jackie, it's Bobby.

JACKIE DUGAN:
Bobby. How's London?

Oh, it's great. Would you tell everybody
we arrived safe and sound?

You on your way to Paris?

We're gonna stay a couple days.
I'll let you know when we get to Paris.

Jessica?

J.R. Ewing.

What are you doing here?

I bring you a message from Dusty.

Elizabeth Adams.

[YELLS]

I told you they were mad.

- We have to locate J.R.
- I'll find out. Believe me.

WEXLER: The newspapers call her
the black widow.

Oh? Why?

She's a woman
with insatiable sexual appetites.

By the time the authorities caught up with
her, she had disposed of four husbands.

- You sure you can copy J.R.'s signature?
- I'm an artist. I've seen it a million times.

And the rest is up to me.

It's nice. It's a nice place, very homey.

It's nice tonight.

You're my first guest.

Well, I'm quite honored.

You know, all of a sudden,
I feel kind of shy.

Could you turn your back?

Oh, yeah, sure.

Okay. You can look now.

So?

Outstanding.

Simply outstanding.

So, uh, are we gonna do something about it
or what?

It's been a long time.

I've got a hangnail. You wouldn't happen
to have scissors or a knife around here?

Are you kidding?
The only thing they let me have are crayons.

Now will you knock off the talk?

[J.R. GRUNTS]

Oh, I like a man who takes charge.

I just wanted to know
where your hands were.

Hang on tight.

[MO ANING SOFTLY]

And after this,
you'll tell me where Jessica is?

- Later.
- Yeah?

Much later.

[BOTH MO ANING SOFTLY]

[BOTH LAUGHING]

So this is a designer Dallas condo, huh?

Terrific, isn't it?

Well...

You don't like it?

I'm trying to find just the right words.

Well, I'll tell you,
it's got everything I need.

Didn't any of the places we saw today
inspire you to maybe, uh...

...take the next step up?

I thought we were looking for a place
for you to live, you know?

You're the one that's living in the hotel.

Well, that's true,
but then again, I like hotels.

You've got room service, maid service,
valet parking.

Yeah. But listen,
you are also spending a fortune.

Now, I have a plan.

Why don't you stay in my guest bedroom
until you can find a place, huh?

Save a lot of money.

You have a one-track mind.

I'm talking about staying in
my guest bedroom with no strings attached.

And I'm talking about your obsession
with money, not with sex.

I thought you told me
cheap men turned you on.

They do.

How long do you think we could have
this no-strings relationship?

Not long, I hope.

Good.

Hmm.

Do you wanna see
the guest bedroom now?

Isn't this the part
where I ask you for a drink first?

If you think you need one.

I think you're making it more and more
difficult for me to leave Dallas.

I think I'm gonna get some champagne.

How impressive.

Good stuff.

Imported...

...from California.

Well, the sky's the limit, huh?

- Cliff.
- Yeah?

That man we met at lunch today,
how well do you know him?

Carter McKay? Oh, well,
probably a lot better than I'd like to.

- Why?
- Just curious.

- Has he been in Dallas long?
- Only for a couple of years.

But he happens to be head of Westar...

...which is the largest
independent oil company in Texas.

Then maybe I'm wrong.

About what?

Well, I could've sworn
that I met him before in New York.

But his name wasn't Carter McKay.

Are you serious?

I'm probably wrong.

It must've just been somebody
that looked like him, heh.

It was a long time ago.

What happened to me?

Oh, just too many beers.

I never passed out like that.

Shh.

It's okay. Just get some sleep.

I don't know how that happened.

You get some sleep. You'll be fine.

[MURMURING]

I'll make this up to you someday.

[J.R. MUTTERS]

Oh, my God, it's morning.

I gotta get out of here.

Don't go. I'm getting in the mood again.

When aren't you in the mood?

Just a little while?

I've gotta get to Jessica
before this whole place wakes up.

Tonight?

Yeah. Trust me, I'll be here.

I'll be waiting.

Yeah, I bet you will.

Oh, God.

NURSE: After physical therapy,
you can go back to sleep.

PATIENT:
I don't need therapy.

Lover boy.

Oh, God.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

- James?
JAMES: Yeah.

- Thought you were gonna call me last night.
- It was late when I left Sly's.

- I figured it could wait till morning.
- Is she all right?

She's a lot better than I was
when I read this.

What does it say?
Do you know where J.R. Is?

Yeah, I know. I just don't know
how we're gonna get to him.

I don't understand.

You wanna see what a real snake is?
Read this.

Oh, my Lord.

He's really something, isn't he?

He must be crazy.

I can't believe it. I can't believe
anyone would do something like that.

Neither can I.

But we can't serve him the divorce papers
in there, can we?

I don't know. Maybe.

What was the name of that lawyer
Sly was supposed to see?

Berman. Walter Berman.

I think we should pay him a visit.

Well, he's not gonna tell us anything.

If we do it right, he just might.

Yeah.

Trust me.

You really like the furniture?

I told you, I thought it was very you.

Haven't had that office very long.
I'm not really finished decorating.

Is that why there weren't any pictures?

Oh, I haven't decided
what I want up there yet.

- I'm open to suggestions.
- Why don't you just hire a decorator?

Are you crazy?
You know what kind of money that costs?

I'm sure the state would pay for it.

I can't do it. I can't do it.

I can't see spending somebody else's
money like that.

Hey, I'll treat you to a snack
before I have to go.

I can't. Do you know how many years
I walked by these in New York...

...and I would've killed to have one?
- You're not in New York.

So you just have one for the Big Apple.

- You are an evil man.
- Yeah.

Two with everything.

Hold the onions.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

So how did a nice Texas girl like you
get to New York?

It just sort of happened.

I wasn't cut out to be a big business whiz,
I didn't wanna be a secretary...

...and I was in no hurry to get married.

So I sent some pictures back
to a big agency in New York.

Condemned yourself to a life
of carrot sticks and cottage cheese.

Simply put, that was it. I got lucky.

I did a lot of magazine covers,
I was a cosmetics spokesperson.

There you go. Only hurts for a minute.

[CHUCKLES]

[LIZ CLEARS THRO AT]

- Come on.
- This is pure heaven.

Mm.

So you never told me
if you'd ever been married.

Didn't I?

- Did you?
- No.

I never found the right man.

Boyfriend?

Oh, I'm not sure I like that hesitation.
Got somebody waiting for you back there?

Nope. Just one apartment,
one roommate and one cat.

Your roommate can watch the apartment
and the cat.

Until I get back.

But don't make any plans yet,
because I'm still showing you Dallas.

Whoa, I am gonna be late.

- You're gonna run off and leave me?
- No, I'm gonna drop you off.

But really, I gotta get going right now.

- Stop stuffing your face.
- Give that back!

- No...
- I want every horrible bite.

I'll buy you another one tomorrow,
but really, I gotta get going now.

- Where are we going tonight?
- I'll take you someplace nice, I promise you.

[MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY NEARBY]

[SIGHS]

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

Yes?

SECRETARY [O VER INTERCOM]:
Mr. Berman, Mrs. Hassler is here.

All right, send her in. Thank you.

Hi!

Mrs. Hassler, I'm Walter Berman.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Berman.

I truly appreciate you seeing me
on such short notice.

- That's all right. Won't you sit down?
- Thank you.

Now, how may I help you?

I wanna divorce that no-good, lying,
cheating, double-crossing snake I married.

The Hassler family lawyer wouldn't handle
my case, so I talked to some friends...

...and they recommended you.

I mean, over in Midland,
how many good divorce attorneys are there?

So I take it you're from Midland,
Mrs. Hassler?

That's right.

And your husband is in the oil business?

He was, but he sold that
before the big bust, made a fortune.

Now he just sits around on his fat butt.

That is,
when he's not running around on me.

Yes, well, that's unfortunate,
Mrs. Hassler.

Uh, I have an extremely heavy caseload
at the moment.

And I'm not sure
I could devote the proper time to you.

You don't understand.

I need somebody from the big city
to help me.

I can get millions from him.

I've got all kinds of evidence
about what he's been doing.

Well, I could perhaps listen to your story.

You do understand we'd have to agree upon
a fee before I could represent you.

Here's $ 10,000 as a, um...
What do they call it? A retainer?

And about your fee,
I don't care what it costs.

I just wanna get back at him.

So you can have half of everything I get.

Well, I'm sure
that would be quite substantial.

Now, about this evidence.

Oh, I don't have that with me.
There's stacks and stacks of it.

Well, when could I see it?

Well, I rented a place over on the north side
and I've got everything there.

Well, fine. Why don't you bring it
by tomorrow and we'll look it over?

I can't tomorrow.

I have to go to a funeral.

Well, then the day after.

Would it be possible for you
to come by tonight?

I mean, I'd really like to get going on this
as soon as we can.

Well, I, uh...

Please. It's really important.

Here's the address.

Please, I really do need your help.

All right, I'll stop by at about 8:00
if that's convenient.

Oh, that's perfect.
You are just the nicest man.

And I just feel so wonderful knowing
I'm gonna be in your hands.

Okay, well, I'll see you tonight.

Bye.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[SIGHS]

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

McKAY:
Yeah, Nancy?

NANC Y [O VER INTERCOM]:
There's a John Dancer on the phone for you.

- John Dancer?
NANC Y [O VER INTERCOM]: Yes, sir.

Shall I tell him you're busy?

No.

No, no, I'll, uh... I'll take the call.

John, how are you?

[LAUGHS]

Yeah, what has it been now,
eight or nine years?

Yeah, that's right.
How are you and the boys doing?

Yeah, that's fine. I have my own company,
but you knew that.

That's where you reached me.

Okay, to what do I owe the pleasure
of the call? Just to say hello?

You are.

Well, phone me when you get into town.

Better still, let me know your flight number
and I'll come and pick you up.

Ha, ha. That's great.

Will it be you and your wife
or didn't you marry that girl?

Oh, well, I just knew you were very serious
about her at the time.

John, you know we did some nice
business together in the past...

...but, uh, I'm clean now.

Yeah. Yeah, well, of course.

I'd love to sit back
and talk about old times.

I'll look forward to it then
in just about a month, huh?

Okay, well,
until then you take care of yourself.

Yeah. Bye, John.

Damn.

MAN 1:
I hate this game.

What are you doing?

You should make them
change your medication.

- You've been sleeping all day.
- What medication?

- You don't think I'd swallow that, do you?
- Who does?

Would you stop measuring me?
Just get out of here.

A shawl would help you sleep at night.
That way you'd stay awake during the day.

I'm going to sleep tonight.
Now just leave me alone. Go on.

I bet you're gonna sneak out again.

Just like last night.

- You saw me?
- Don't worry, I'm not gonna tell anybody.

But I think you should buy a shawl.

God. Blackmailed, even in here.

What blackmail?
I wanna knit you a nice shawl.

[J.R. GRUNTS]

Listen. There's gonna be some excitement
around here in a little while.

And when that happens,
if you can keep that nurse busy...

...l'll buy all the shawls
you can knit in the next year.

I don't do exclusives.

But if you need a little help, I'll help you.

- I'll make it in blue.
- Okay. Great.

MAN 2:
I don't have enough.

MAN 1:
Bet a dime.

Well, how's the game going?

- Very nicely, thank you.
- I think it's going lousy.

- I hate this game.
- Why do you play?

I have a streak of sadomasochism.
That's what the doctor says.

He says that I enjoy pain.

Nobody cares what the doctor says.

- You just don't know how to play cards.
- I know how to play!

Nobody ever deals me a good hand.

Hey, what are you doing there?

- What do you mean?
- You're a card shark.

You're using the Memphis slide.

- What's the Memphis slide?
- He's dealing from the bottom of the deck.

I'm not. I'm not.
I don't even know how to.

- No wonder I always lose.
- Gonna let him get away with that?

Now, look.
You stop talking about me like that.

- You've been cheating.
- I hate cheating!

Orderly! Orderly!

ORDERLY: Hey, you guys, break it up.
Get off him. Get up.

Get back to your chair.

Help!
Help me, I'm having a heart attack.

[YELLING INDISTINCTLY]

Nurse, nurse, I think that fellow
is having a heart attack.

KELLER:
Help!

[DOORBELL RINGS]

[SIGHS]

Hi.

I'm sorry, am I early?
We did say 8:00, didn't we?

Oh, no, no, no. Come in.
I was just taking a nap.

I've been so upset lately,
all I seem to do is sleep.

Would you like to go and change?
I don't mind waiting.

Oh, no. I'm fine, thank you.

Would you care for some champagne
or a drink?

No, no, thank you.

Oh, please? I just hate to drink alone.

Um, all right, then.
Scotch, if you've got it.

Is this Scotch?

Yes. Yes, it is.

You know, I feel just awful about it...

...but I don't think I told you
everything today.

What haven't you told me?

About my husband.

Well, he's been accusing me
of having affairs.

I see.

I assume then
that there's no truth to that.

Do I have to be honest?

Ahh, yes, I think you should.

Well, it's not like I jumped into bed
with every man I saw.

He was just so awful to me that I'd...

Well, you know.

Only a couple of times.

Uh-huh. And does your husband have
the same sort of evidence that you do?

Oh, good heavens, no.

I was always went out of town
for the weekend. I was real careful.

Uh, does your husband know
any of these men?

Well, only his brother,
but I'm sure he wouldn't say anything.

- Can I get you another drink?
- No. Thank you.

What I would like is to see whatever
evidence you have against your husband.

Oh, well, that's right upstairs
in the bedroom.

It's in a big box.
Can you help me with it?

Why don't you stay here? I'll go get it.

James!

What is this?

Let go. What is this? What...?

What the hell is going on here?

Oh, just taking some pictures
to show her husband.

What? What do you want?
Give me that camera.

I'm afraid I lied again.
I'm not Mrs. Hassler.

She's Mrs. J.R. Ewing.

And he's gonna be mighty upset
to see what you're doing.

- Mrs. Ewing?
- That's right.

To think the lawyer he trusted
to get him out of the sanitarium...

...is carrying on like this with his wife.

- What do you want from me? Give me that.
- We want J.R.'s release papers.

And then we want you
to take a nice long trip.

You're crazy. I know J.R. Ewing.

I don't show up there tomorrow,
I'm a dead man.

Well, I know J.R. Too.

And if I show him these pictures,
you're gonna wish you were dead.

See, we have these very important papers
we have to give to him.

So we need you out of the way.

We've got tickets for you
to go on a nice long cruise.

You can take somebody with you.

And by the time you get back,
maybe J.R. Will have cooled off.

Besides, eventually we'll let him know
that it wasn't your fault.

Oh, my God.

Cally, why don't you go get Mr. Berman
another Scotch?

Now, just relax and I'll tell you
just what we're gonna do.

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

Yes, Nancy?

NANC Y [O VER INTERCOM]: Mr. McKay,
there's a Miss Adams here to see you.

All right, send her in.

Very nice to see you again, Miss Adams.

It's very nice of you to see me.

Well, did Cliff convince you to stay
or to sell me your company?

Actually,
I haven't decided what to do yet.

I see. Well, sit down. Please.

Not that I don't find you
pleasant company...

...but there's gotta be a reason
you came to see me.

I've been thinking about you quite a bit
since we met.

You recognized me, didn't you?

Should I have?

Well, it's been quite some time...

...but we spent one very interesting
evening together.

Did we?

Yes.

I was with some friends.

And you had just laundered
a great deal of money for them.

So no more games. We know each other.

So what?

So now you're the CEO
of a major oil company.

Is that what you used the money for?

Actually, I bought a beautiful
hotel casino in the Bahamas.

It was to be my retirement nest egg,
you might say.

Unfortunately, I no longer own it.

Oh, and the phony name.
Or is it McKay that's the phony?

No, McKay is my real name
and it was well known even then.

When I entered that little venture
with your friends...

...I thought it best to use another one.

Why would someone like you
get tied up in a filthy game like that?

Why not?

I was only a troubleshooter for Westar.

A chance came for some money
and I took it.

Don't you get holier-than-thou with me.

You were the one
who was Johnny Dancer's girl.

Until that night,
I didn't know who he really was.

Oh, I knew he was rich and powerful...

...but I had no idea
he was tied into anything like that.

Right.

And you were just a poor little innocent.

Don't give me that crap.

I don't give a damn
if you believe me or not.

What is this all about?
You think you can blackmail me?

I don't care about you
one way or the other.

I like Cliff Barnes a lot.

And I don't want you upsetting
any applecarts.

Ah, a gentleman's agreement.

You don't talk about me,
I don't talk about you.

That's it.

And remember,
you can get hurt a lot worse than I can.

[CHUCKLES]

Maybe yes, maybe no.

Then we understand each other?

Oh, yes.

Good.

By the way...

...guess who called me the other day
right out of the blue.

Johnny Dancer.

Still sounds unhappy
that you dumped him.

He may be coming our way soon.

What would he want in Dallas?

We'll have to wait and see, won't we?

So if you wanted to sell me your company
and disappear...

...no one would have to know where.

Thanks, but I'll take my chances.

KELLER:
Psst!

Anita?

ANITA:
Here and ready, lover boy.

Open the door.

Hi.

[MUFFLED SHOUTING]

Jessica?

Jessica, it's J.R.

What are you doing here?

It must be very late.

They kept me waiting a long time.

Well, how did you get in here?

When you've got enough money,
you can get into any place you want to.

I just had to talk to you.

Well, for heaven's sakes.

Why couldn't you have picked
a more respectable hour?

No, no. If I had picked a more
respectable hour, I wouldn't have gotten in.

And this is important.

It's about Dusty.

What about him?

You remember me telling you
that I talked to him?

Yes, the dance.

- How is he?
- Oh, he's fine.

He misses you.

He's coming to visit you soon.

Well, why hasn't he been here already?

He didn't want to upset you
before you were ready to see him.

All he's doing is waiting for me to give him
the word that it's all right with you.

Well, for heaven's sakes.
Of course it's all right with me.

He's very unhappy about something.

What? Can I help?

Well, Clayton is going to court to get
control of Dusty's stock away from you.

And Dusty doesn't want that to happen.

He's very angry at Clayton for lying to him
about being his father all these years.

Well, I should think he would be.

I don't want Clayton
to get his hands on that stock.

What can I do?

Well, Dusty game me this paper
for you to sign.

It gives me control of that stock.

And then my lawyers
will turn it back to Dusty.

Poor Dusty.

My poor son.

I'll do anything for him.

Well, just sign right here...

...and he'll never have to worry
about this again.

Right here.

WEXLER:
Well, shall we get started?

Oh, ha. It'd just be a waste of time.

I got what I came here for
and now I'm ready to leave.

How nice.

What if we start with your wife.

And why she signed
the committal papers.

Yeah, I might as well tell you the truth.

I couldn't commit myself to this joint,
so I had her sign a bunch of papers.

She didn't know what was in them,
but she signed them.

One was the commitment order...

...and tomorrow, my lawyer is gonna be
coming here with the release order.

So, what you're saying is that you
don't think you needed to be committed.

Only to get a piece of paper signed.
That I got.

To get a little piece of paper signed.

By anyone in particular?

I don't think that concerns you.

Well, just curious.

Why do you need that paper signed?

To stop my mama's husband from teaming
up with my worst enemy against me.

Oh, I see.

You know, we've never discussed
your paranoia.

What paranoia?

This feeling
that people are out to get you.

Did you feel that way about your wife?

What are you talking about?

What is it that people are trying to do?

They're trying to take Ewing Oil
from me.

Hell, they all hate me. Is that paranoia?

They say if people really hate you,
you're not paranoid.

[CHUCKLES]

Is something funny going on here
I can't see?

No. Regrettably, in your case,
it may be serious.

I hate to say this,
but you're not making a lot of sense.

Well, perhaps I can make myself
more clear for you.

Yeah, I'm sure you can.

But you can save us both a lot of time
if you just call my lawyer in Dallas.

His name is Walter Berman.

Tell him I got the paper signed
and for him to get out here today.

And he'll show up with the release
signed by the judge.

Yeah, that's right. You got it.

And one other thing, about my daddy.

He's the only person
to ever call me Junior.

And I was damn proud of that.

And why are you telling me that?

This is probably the last time
we're gonna meet.

And I just wanted
to set the record straight.

Well, thank you, Mr. Ewing.
I appreciate that.

Well, until your attorney shows up...

...suppose I have someone
take you to your ward?

Oh, I know the way.

Yes, doctor?

WEXLER:
Would you take Mr. Ewing to his ward?

Stay with him for a while, will you?

Yes, sir. Come on, Mr. Ewing.

Do yourself a favor, doctor.
Call my attorney.

Of course. After you've gone.

Well, all right. Don't call him.

But when he shows up tomorrow,
you'll wish you had, ha.

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

Yes, Sarah?

SARAH [O VER INTERCOM]:
Mrs. Ewing and Mr. Beaumont are here.

Ask them to come in.

Come in, come in.

Well, I have the papers.

Are you sure
you can serve them on your own?

Yeah, we'll be seeing him real soon.

- Oh, he's back in Dallas?
- No, but we know where he is.

Oh.

Well, I have just been going over
a list of J.R.'s assets.

He is a very rich man.

Yeah, isn't he, though?

In addition to those...

...l'm sure that there are bank accounts
squirreled away in other places.

We're checking into that right now.

Yeah, I told her that 200,000 J.R. Gave her
didn't mean anything to him.

Exactly.

I mean, you are gonna come out of this
a very wealthy woman.

Now, I have taken the liberty
of drawing up a property settlement.

If you would just get Mr. Ewing to sign it,
it would save us all a lot of time...

...and what might be a messy divorce.

I bet J.R. Isn't gonna sign that.

He's not gonna give me anything
he doesn't have to.

On the other hand...

...we do have some leverage.

He does what we want...

...and we do what he wants.

That's right. We do.

Um, I have not addressed one subject.

Child custody and visitation.

No visitation and no chance at custody.

He is never gonna touch this child.

Unfortunately,
that will be for the courts to decide.

Not if the courts and J.R.
Don't know I'm pregnant.

As far as I'm concerned,
he's never gonna know I had a baby.

That seems rather harsh, Mrs. Ewing.

Whatever I do to him, he deserves.

There she is.

Now, I wanna know where she goes,
what she does and who she sees.

Ewing.

Got a visitor. Come on.

Yeah? Who?

Guy by the name of Berman. Come on.

Move it.

Only thing I'm gonna miss about this place
is your smiling face.

Just zip your mouth and move.

JAMES:
Hello, Daddy.

James, what the hell are you doing here?

I thought you'd be happy to see me.

How'd you know where I was?

I got a phone call from your lawyer,
Walter Berman.

He's in the hospital.

Oh, my God.

Don't worry.

They think I'm him.

- Did he give you my release papers?
- You bet.

What are you doing in here?

I'm putting the screws to Carter McKay.

I don't understand.

I got Jessica Montford to sign over
the voting rights to the Westar stock to me.

You got yourself committed to this place
just to get some voting right?

Yeah. No big deal.

You got my release papers...

...and now McKay
is gonna be dancing to my tune.

I don't know much about law, but how can
anything she signs in here be legal?

It was all dated
before she was sent here.

You really think of everything, don't you?

Well, you wanna be where I am,
you have to.

Right now, where you are
is a high-security sanitarium.

Yeah, well...

...you got my release papers.

I'll be out of here real soon.
Let me see them.

I just remembered.

Cally asked me to give you this.

She knows I'm in here?

No. Nobody does but me.

I think she just meant in case
I ever saw you.

Don't tell me she's still at Southfork?

Oh, no. She left some time ago.

- What is it?
- Divorce papers.

She's suing me for divorce.

- That's what you wanted, isn't it?
- Yeah, but on my own terms.

I thought she'd be back in Haleyville
by now.

I'll take care of this
when I get out of here.

- I've got your release papers right here.
- Yeah?

What's going on?

There's another paper
you have to sign first.

What are you up to, boy?

Just sign this property settlement and
I'll take your release papers to the office.

I'll predate it, just like you did.

Why, you little turncoat.

You're no son of mine.

Obviously, I am.

I'm doing exactly what you'd do.

Now sign it and you're a free man.

You're in this together, aren't you?

Behind my back, my wife and my son.

You've got a sick mind.

Cally and I are friends. That's it.

Now, you gonna sign this or not?

Now take my release papers
down to that office. Get me out of here.

It's funny. You look right at home here.

Well, enjoy it while you can,
but I'm gonna destroy both of you.

You're gonna regret
the day you ever met me, boy.

No threats, J.R.

This is not a threat. This is a guarantee.

Get me the hell out of here,
you little bastard!

No way, Daddy.

It's payback time.
You're in here for good.

- What?
- Easy, Mr. Ewing.

He's got my release papers.

Not anymore.

What are you...?

I'm not gonna... What are you doing to me?

Enjoy your stay.

You little bastard!

ORDERLY:
Get out of here.

[ENGLISH SDH]