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- You wanna marry me?
- One day.

I would rather sleep with
J.R. than sleep with you.

And I'd rather sleep with
a carnival geek than J.R.

- I hit oil before. I can do it again.
- Not with our money, you won't.

You started the range war?

So I told Hughes to kill
anyone who stood in my way.

Mr. Wendell, I'm
placing you under arrest.

What are you doing here?

You just left me there and
ran. But we was married.

- Did you marry this girl?
- I suppose I did, but...

Then you own up to it
and do the right thing.

It sure was quiet
at dinner, Miss Ellie.

I always thought city folks
talked a lot during supper...

because they had so much to say
about what happened during the day.

- We usually do, Cally.
- I mean, it was quiet as a church.

Course, my brothers and me,
we don't talk about nothing...

except maybe plowing
or slopping the pigs.

You think it was my fault?

No, no, I think things
are a bit new between us.

Your arrival was,
uh, very unexpected.

I guess J.R. never did
say nothing about me.

No. No, he didn't.

Bet he never figured I'd show up here.
- Grandma.

We finished dinner.

Good. I'll have Teresa
pick up your trays.

John Ross and Christopher,
I'd like you to meet Cally.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Are you friend of Lucy's?

Your fathers are downstairs.

Why don't you ask them
to explain about Cally?

Okay.

- The big one's J.R.'s, ain't he?
- Yes.

Funny, I don't remember
him being that old.

Now, I thought you might
like to stay in this room...

until you and J.R.
get things sorted out.

Oh, ain't this beautiful?

I never seen nothing like this.

Except maybe in a
magazine or something.

Oh, my. Is that there
just for this room?

Mm-hm. That's right.

Something like that sure
makes a body feel special.

So who is she, Dad?

Oh, uh, just a little farm girl
from up around Haleyville.

I remember her. She
worked in the restaurant.

Yeah, that's right.

- Yeah, but what is she doing here?
- Oh, she just came to visit.

Did you invite her?

Uh, no, not exactly. - J.R.

Well, the fact is,
son, I married her.

Married her? When?

Well, it's kind of complicated, but,
uh, she's not gonna be around long.

Why don't you boys go watch
TV in the den or something?

- Okay.
- Okay.

Well, go ahead, say it.

I told you not to mess around
with the local talent in that town.

I've been through hell because
of that girl. I don't need lectures.

- Well, you didn't have to marry her, pal.
- I didn't?

Her brothers would've
killed me if I hadn't.

Those guys we had
trouble with in the bar?

That's right.

Well, maybe I should've let them
beat some sense into you then.

Get off my back, will you?
She's nothing but a little hillbilly.

Heh. She's a hillbilly
with a marriage license.

Well, I'm gonna take
care of that soon enough.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

Divorcing her would be a lot
kinder than staying married to her.

Mama should've had her
tubes tied right after I was born.

Thank you for a safe trip...

and thank you for giving
me such a nice family.

Clayton and Bobby
and especially Miss Ellie.

And if it's not
asking too much...

can you make J.R. love me
the way he did in Haleyville?

Thank you.

I'm coming.

- Cally, we have to talk.
- I'm not talking to you here.

You said we weren't married,
so you just get out of my room.

It won't take long.

You're not gonna sweet-talk
me into bed again, so just go on.

Please, just listen
to me for a minute.

Cally, things are different here
than they were in Haleyville.

You just don't belong.

Everybody knows I'm a fair man.

I'll set you up with plenty of
money. You'll never have to worry.

Is that your answer
for everything? Money?

Well, let's be practical. In this
case, money is the right answer.

You think money's
what I come here for?

You'll be the richest person in Haleyville.
And you can help your brothers too.

I can't go back to Haleyville.

When I told Japhet and Boaz
I was gonna try to find you...

well, we had a terrible fight.

They said you was lying about
how you felt just to save your neck.

Well, that's not all true.

I was dumb, wasn't I?

You don't love me.

All you ever wanted
was just to get me in bed.

Cally...

you're so sweet and unspoiled.

You don't have to go back.

I can set you up in a nice little
shop and a nice little house...

and you'll never
have to be alone.

I could come and visit
you every once in a while.

I told you once, I'm not gonna
end up being your fancy lady.

Either you tell everybody I'm your
wife or you just stay away from me.

- Oh, come on, now.
- No, I mean it.

Good night, Cally.

J.R.

Sweet dreams, Cally.

I found this on the dresser.

I didn't realize that Oil
Barons' Ball was so soon.

I left it out to remind me of the date.
I answered for the family weeks ago.

It's on the same day that we go
to Europe to see Ray and Jenna.

I changed the flight. We
leave at midnight, after the ball.

If I was still an oil baron, I'd be
excited about going to the party too.

- We have an agreement, J.R.
- And I stand foursquare behind it, Bobby.

Are you saying you're
not gonna be there?

No, Mama, I'll be there. I'm
not gonna let the family down.

What about you, Bobby?

I'm gonna ask Tracey Lawton to go with
me if she and McKay get back from Florida.

Florida?

They're going to see
his son in the hospital.

I'm gonna drop
them off at the airport.

Getting kind of cozy with
McKay, aren't you, Bob?

What's that suppose to mean?

Well, he worked for Jeremy
Wendell. Isn't that enough?

He explained all that.

You bought that story about
having to rescue his son, but I didn't.

- That story was the truth.
- Bobby, McKay was with Westar.

Now, that's not my favorite
company. They're very devious people.

Well, you are an expert on
devious. How is your child bride?

- I'll take care of that.
- I'm sure you will.

- I gotta get a limo.
- Bye.

J.R., you sound so cold.

You talk about Cally like she's
some deal that didn't work out.

I don't need you all
checking up on my love life.

- I'm a grown man, you know.
- That's debatable.

If you'll excuse me...

We're gonna go worldwide
with automatic teller machines.

They'll take any credit
card, any bank card...

and they'll automatically compute the
rate of exchange in foreign countries.

Well, I'm afraid I have
no expertise in banking.

You don't have to. I have
enough for both of us.

Well, let me think about it.

Not too long. It's a
hot deal, really hot.

Thank you, Mr. Nakas. Leave
your card with my secretary.

Goodbye.

- Uh, Kelly, uh, can you come in please?
- Yes, Mrs. Ewing.

I don't wanna see any more people
like that coming in for financing.

They'll have to be all
screened by my banker.

Yes, ma'am. I'll
start that right now.

- Thank you. BRUCE:
Hi, lucky people.

I'm back.

Bruce Harvey.

Kelly, we should have
changed those rules yesterday.

Mrs. Ewing, you look
more beautiful than ever.

Oh! These are for you.

Their beauty pales
in your presence.

Heh. Thank you.

Kelly, could you put
these in water for me?

Certainly.

- Young, isn't she? Heh.
- Heh.

Well, Bruce Harvey, what brings you
all the way from Hollywood? Sit down.

- Thank you. May I?
- Thank you.

I wanted to personally hand
you your share of the profits...

from the Mandy Winger film.

As you can see, it was a hit.

Yes, it was.

Of course, it would've
been considerably larger...

but there's the usual
cost for prints, negatives...

uh, demos, advertising,
promotions, et cetera, et cetera.

Um, there will, of course, be
a full accounting in the mail.

Well, this is a surprise. Uh,
but you could've mailed it.

Nope. I wanted to
talk business with you.

I have a great new property...

and an even greater
star, Mandy Winger.

I haven't been a fan
of Mandy Winger...

since I found out she was
sleeping with my husband.

No problem, we can dump
her. This is a great property.

I don't know.

Read. We'll talk. Dinner, 8:00?

- You don't give up, do you?
- No, not when we're on a roll.

I see.

Hi. I'm Cally.

- I'm Lucy.
- I was looking for Miss Ellie.

- She and Clayton went shopping.
- Oh.

I was wondering where
the laundry tub was at.

I got a few things
that I'd like to rinse out.

Oh, just give them to the
servants. That's their job.

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know.

Wait a minute.

Who are you, anyway?

Cally Ewing.

Ewing? Are you
cousin or something?

No. I'm Mrs. J.R. Ewing.

You're kidding.

What, you too?

Look, do I have prove who I
am to everyone in this house?

Maybe I just ought to get me a
big old sign and paste it on my chest.

Can I just ask how old you are?

Near 24.

How did he talk you
into marrying him?

Well, it looks like I'm the only
one who wanted to get married.

But married I'm gonna stay.

I don't believe it. You can
leave and you're gonna stay?

I love him.

Well, if you're gonna stay, we
ought to do something about you.

What do you mean?

Well, your clothes,
for one thing.

Yeah. And your hair
and your makeup.

- I'm gonna take you shopping.
- Oh, but I don't have no money.

Oh, J.R. does.

Besides, I'm gonna teach you the
only two words you need to know.

- What are they?
- "Charge it."

J.R., can't you be
honest with anyone?

I'm your lawyer. Anything
we say in here is privileged.

I knew that wasn't some
friend you were telling me about.

Harv, would you save your lecture
for the chicken-à-la-king circuit?

Okay, down to business.

Now, you know drill with divorce.
You wanna file in Dallas or in Haleyville?

I don't want a divorce,
I want an annulment.

- Wasn't the marriage consummated?
- Well, what does that means nowadays?

The fact is, I was forced to marry
her or her brother would kill me.

Do you have proof of that?

- No.
- Any witnesses?

No.

- Did you ever promise to marry the girl?
- Well, it's my word against hers.

But I promised to marry her as I
was literally digging my own grave.

Well, J.R., I'm afraid the annulment
can't be handled from Dallas.

You're gonna have to
go to Haleyville for that.

We can probably prove that the
felony charge was trumped up.

It'll give us foundation
for our case.

I can't go back to Haleyville. If I
set foot in that town, they'll kill me.

In that case, J.R., I'm
afraid you're legally married...

until death or the divorce
court, whichever comes first.

Oh, I am glad we decided
to do this instead of eating.

Yeah, me too.

Well, now, listen, I'm glad you don't
think I'm cheap because we skipped lunch.

See, uh, unfortunately, some
people think I'm a bit frugal.

You've been very
generous with me.

With all those big
meals at lunchtime...

since I met you, I think
I gained a dress size.

No, you haven't.

Do you think this is
anything like Venice?

- A little.
- A little?

Thank you.

Hey, watch it.

- Cliff Barnes. What are you doing here?
- Same thing you're doing here.

Heh, what, taking your
date on a dollar boat ride?

Oh, I get it. You're
trying to impress the lady.

Tammy Miller, uh...

Clark James. Glad to meet you.
- Mr. James.

- Hello.
- My pleasure.

Marilee Stone.

- Hello.
- Right.

Listen, I couldn't believe it when I heard
that you were partnered in Ewing Oil.

The feud's over, Marilee.

- Heh. Does J.R. know that?
- He has nothing to do with oil.

- You mean this week.
- No, I mean forever.

You know, Cliff, you've
always lived in a little fantasy.

Listen, if this is
practice putdown...

I'd just as soon take my
friend into some of the shops.

Heh, well, I was gonna stop by your
office later, but to save me the trip...

take a look at this.

Potentially big gas
strike in Louisiana.

Jordan Lee and I are partnered
in picking up the leases.

- You and Bobby interested?
- Might be.

- Let me talk to Bobby. I'll call you.
- All right.

Come on, hon. Well, bye, Cliff.

- Have a fun afternoon.
- Cliff. Tammy.

- She's a very rude woman.
- Oh, Marilee. She runs an oil company.

And I think somewhere
along the line...

her brain cells got
scrambled with dollar signs.

- Were you and she ever...? Heh.
- No, uh-uh, no. Nope, nope.

Tammy, for the first time in a long time,
I feel like getting back in the harness.

I feel like I should call Jordan
Lee, tell him I saw Marilee...

before I tell Bobby.

And I need to do that.

I think I'll go do that. So
can I drop you somewhere?

You go ahead. I'm gonna
stay and do some shopping.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- I'll call you.
- Great.

She's coming down now.

Well, come on.
What do you think?

- Good evening, Cally.
- Evening, Miss Ellie.

What the hell is that?

Lucy took me shopping.

See? I told you, all she
needed was a little help.

Don't you like it?

Mama, I'll be having
dinner in town tonight.

J.R.

Why don't you sit down, Cally?

I don't know if I
can sit down in this.

Sure you can. Just
don't be self-conscious.

Cally, can I make you a drink?
- Oh, no, thank you.

Lucy, I don't wanna hurt
your feelings or nothing...

but I just don't feel
like I'm dressed right.

Cally, why don't you
go upstairs and change?

We'll hold dinner for you.

Oh, but I don't have
nothing fancy to put on.

Oh, that's all right.

And tomorrow we go into town
and buy you some new clothes...

and pick out a dress
for the Oil Barons' Ball.

- What's that? ELLIE: The
social event of the Dallas season.

- And I'm invited to that?
- You're J.R.'s wife.

Well, everybody
seems to say so but him.

All I ever hoped for...

is that we'd share the same
bed and he'd take supper with me.

But I don't think
that's gonna happen.

Hmm.

I thought she looked terrific.

- I read the script.
- Great, wasn't it?

Well, I have a hard time
understanding outer space.

What's to understand? Look what,
uh, Alien did for Sigourney Weaver.

You think this will do the
same for Mandy Winger?

Absolutely.

But what will this do
for Sue Ellen Ewing?

This is gonna make us, you,
a couple of million dollars.

After all the studio
costs come off the top.

You learn fast.

Aren't those, um, outer-space
special effects very costly?

- Now I'm really surprised.
- Heh.

I talked to some friends in Los
Angeles after I read the script.

Look, you could've
asked me anything.

I wanted a second opinion.

So, what do you wanna do?

I wanna be the person the
studio accountants work for.

I ran my own business, and I don't
want someone looking over my shoulder.

You talk like somebody
that wants to own a studio.

How do I go about that?

- All it takes is money.
- I have that.

- And know-how.
- You have that.

Your friend in L.A. said that?

He gave you very
good report card...

but I've had my own
experience with you.

I think we ought to fly to the
coast and look things over.

- No commitment yet.
- I understand.

- I'll set up some meetings for tomorrow.
- Fine.

Oh, and, uh, there's
just one more thing.

No Mandy Winger.

Who?

Morning, John Ross.

I didn't think
you'd still be here.

Why'd you think that?

I could tell last night that
my daddy doesn't like you.

- Did he tell you that?
- No.

But he says that you
trapped him into marrying you.

I didn't, John Ross. You
just have to believe that.

I don't.

My daddy's too smart to just
marry someone he doesn't like.

He told me he loved me.

I was kind of hoping
you and I could be friends.

No, we can't.

And don't expect me to
call you "Mother" either.

Because I already have a mother
who looks and acts like a mother...

not like one of the
girls in my class.

Come on, J.R.

Last night you hit an
all-time low even for you.

Would you stay out of this?
The girl doesn't have any sense.

- Why didn't you notice in Haleyville?
- You don't pick women any better.

Not if you've still got the
hots for that McKay girl.

Stop worrying
about Carter McKay.

Ah, Little Cally
will be long gone...

while you're still being led
down the garden path by Tracey.

I stumbled onto a good deal.

Yeah, uh, I bumped into Marilee
yesterday, then I talked to Jordan.

There's this great
gas field in Louisiana.

Look at that, it's about
56 miles out of Opelousas.

Some guy named Wilson owns
it. The leases are up for grabs.

Look at this geology report. I'm
telling you, it's a can't-miss situation.

- Huh?
- All right, so, what's the deal?

Well, Marilee and Jordan,
they take half, we take the rest.

Well, boys, since I don't have
responsibility in the gas-and-oil deal...

I think I'll take
an early lunch.

- Are all these oil runs up to date?
- Yeah, yeah.

This thing is going
to go like crazy.

I know it. I'm telling
you, you can't miss.

You seemed very
anxious on the phone.

You're gonna have to
move fast on this, April.

I want you to charter a plane
and get yourself to Louisiana.

No ifs, ands and
buts about this, honey.

There is a great gas field
just outside of Opelousas.

- I want you to close on it today.
- Our very first deal?

Ha-ha-ha. I'll tell you, we're gonna
put your little oil company on the map.

If my husband or your wife
find us here, we're both dead.

Ha, ha. Don't worry about that.

Cut. Excellent.

- You two were too real. MAN 2:
Got it. Let's move in for close-up.

Let's get the camera off
the crane and onto the dolly.

- Makeup, I need lots of blood in here.
- Is that gorgeous?

- Are you having fun?
- Oh, I love it.

- How about a cup of coffee?
- Thank you.

That blond has
a certain quality.

- Why did I think you'd say that?
- Ha.

Hello. BRUCE: Hi, Jeff.

Mrs. Ewing, I'd like you to meet
Jeff Salem, head of, uh, RAD.

- Mrs. Ewing, a pleasure.
- Thank you.

You're not what I expected.

Oh?

One of the wealthiest women
in Texas, I thought you'd be, uh...

Frumpy?

Older.

Well, I'll take that
as a compliment.

But don't think that'll make
dealing with me any easier.

Mm-hm.

- Mrs. Ewing.
- Yes?

I heard about the way you built up
Valentine from a shoestring operation.

Of course, this isn't lingerie.

Um, obviously. Heh.

But after all, selling is selling.
First it takes a good product.

Then you have to find a way to promote
it, advertise it, and then market it.

You're right about that.

Uh, did I tell you that Mrs. Ewing
was interested in investing in the studio?

Yes.

This can be a real
moneymaker, Mrs. Ewing.

If you make a movie for the
right price, there is no risk...

because the first thing you do
is lock up the network sales...

then the off-network sales,
then cable, then cassette.

Bruce is right, Mrs. Ewing.

We have a very good
management team in place here.

If I do invest...

I'll have to be in on all the decisions
about which properties are made.

Oh, sure. We'll
share that with you.

No, no, no, heh,
you don't understand.

If I do put my money into
RAD Pictures, I wanna run it.

I'll be in charge.

- Ah.
- Yes, boss.

Hi.

You okay?

Yeah.

How come you didn't come down
to dinner? We had a great meat loaf.

Yeah, but she was there.

- You mean Cally?
- What a dumb name.

I like her. She's pretty.

I thought you were my friend.

I am. What's that
got to do with Cally?

Well, I can't wait till my
dad sends her packing.

That's what she deserves for
tricking him into marrying her.

Why would she do that?

Maybe because he's rich.

Anyhow, we don't need her.

Me and Daddy have been
doing real well without a woman.

Yeah, me and my dad too.

John Ross?

Do you think all
women cause trouble?

- Yeah.
- What about Grandma?

She's different.

And your mom?

She shot my dad.

But she's my mom.

I don't know what
to think about her.

- It's gonna be okay, Mac.
- Yeah, I guess so.

Considering what
he went through...

another couple of weeks in
the hospital is not a bad deal.

I talked to the doctor. He
had to go cold turkey in prison.

Could've killed him.

Maybe he won't do drugs anymore.

I sure hope not.

- He was glad to see you.
- Heh.

Tommy and I
always got along fine.

Hey, Mac, listen to me.

Give him time. He still
thinks you're the enemy.

It hurts, Tracey.

He didn't even wanna talk to me.
It was just as though I wasn't there.

Don't expect too much right
now. He's still in a lot of pain.

I didn't believe
you for a long time.

I know.

But I love him,
and it hurts like hell.

Lucy?

Aren't you getting
ready for the ball tonight?

- It always takes you most of the day.
- I'm not going.

Not going? Why not?

Oh, I just don't feel like it. Heh.
Besides, I don't have a date.

But, Lucy, this is a tradition
that we've had every year...

for the whole family.

And I expected
you to be the one...

to give out the Jock
Ewing Memorial Awards.

You could give
them out, Grandma.

Lucy.

And I have to go to
Atlanta and pack my things.

I just got my final
divorce papers from Mitch.

Oh, Lucy. I'm so sorry.

I think it would have been easier on
me if I was still seeing Casey Denault.

But he turned out
to be a real con artist.

Well, it's a good thing you
found out when you did.

I know.

But I'm beginning to think
there's something wrong with me.

I just don't have
any luck with men.

Well, you certainly don't
want a con man in your life.

I'm not just talking
about Casey.

Mitch was a good man...

but we just couldn't make it.

And there were others, you know.

You'll find the right one.

I don't even trust my
own judgment anymore.

But I sure would love to have
a baby or a family someday.

I'd like that too.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Sit down.
- Okay.

You said something about
lunch. Is there a restaurant here?

- I don't know.
- You don't know? What, you on a diet?

No.

I brought you your favorite, but
we have to eat it here while it's hot.

Hot food on a picnic? What, you
want...? Right here in the square, huh?

I think it's pretty here.

What have we got?
Look at that. Good Lord.

- Chinese takeout.
- You told me it was your favorite.

Absolutely.

You're terrific.

Thanks. Heh.

We could skip the Oil Barons' Ball
tonight and have leftovers for dinner.

Not on your life. I wanna go
to that ball and dance with you.

That's what I wanna do.

Hello.

- Oh, Bobby, you look very handsome.
- Thank you.

I'm late to pick up
Tracey and McKay.

Have time for a drink?

I'm afraid not. I'll see
you all there, okay?

- You ready? J.R.:
Yeah, I'll see you there.

All right.

- Well, Mama, you just look wonderful.
- Well, thank you, J.R.

I have a very handsome family.

- Ha, ha. Well, I'll see you at the ball.
- What are you talking about?

I gotta pick up my date.

Your date?

Well, what about your wife?

Mama, that little girl
upstairs is not my wife.

Never was, never will be.

Oh, Cally. Cally, why
aren't you dressed?

Miss Ellie, I can't go.

Do you love my son?

Yes.

From the first moment I saw him.

Then, Cally, I'm gonna
teach you your first lesson.

The Ewing men are very tough...

and the Ewing women
have to be even tougher.

I had to take a horse
whip to the boy's father...

before he'd do right by me.

And you may have
to do the same thing.

I don't know.

Come on. I'll help
you get dressed.

You're coming with us.

- I am very impressed.
- Come on, you don't have to be impressed.

You could beat any
of them at the pool hall.

Can you believe that?

My daughter crisscrossing
the country, hustling pool.

- Hello, Bobby.
- Hello, Sue Ellen.

Sue Ellen, I'd like you to meet Carter
McKay and his daughter, Tracey Lawton.

- Hello.
- How do you do?

- Tracey.
- Hi, Sue Ellen.

McKay?

Weren't you two trying to
kill each other? I'm surprised.

Uh, that's a long story, Sue Ellen.
But everything's fine now. It's all over.

- Are you John Ross' mother?
- Yes.

I'm very sorry about the boys. I
never meant for them to be involved.

I certainly hope not.

Well, lookie here. My
brother has finally arrived.

Well, J.R. and April.

Come on, let's dance.

Your ex is with a
very attractive woman.

Yes, and I used to
think of her as a friend.

Well, it happens
that way sometimes.

What do you mean by that?

Nothing. I was just thinking
of a similar circumstance.

Can I buy you a drink?

Yes.

Could it be that underneath,
there's a very nice man?

Some people have said
that, and some haven't.

Heh. And a very complex one too.

No more than any other man.

I see Bobby's found
a new Snow White.

Bobby's found himself a load
of trouble, that's what he's done.

Speaking of trouble...

don't you think people are gonna
get suspicious seeing us together?

Why should they?
We're old friends.

You're the most eligible lady in
Dallas, and I'm the most eligible bachelor.

- What could be more natural?
- Heh.

Who's that with your mother?

Oh, my God.

Come on, April, I wanna
introduce you to someone. Heh.

You're my kind of man.

I don't know if I can
wait until this ball is over.

- Oh, Marilee. Heh.
- Heh, heh.

Shall we?

Well, will wonders never cease?

- I see you're still with the same woman.
- Oh, cool it, Marilee.

Bobby and I are about ready to go for
that gas deal with you and Jordan Lee.

Forget it, it's too late. Somebody's
stole it right out from under us.

- You're kidding, who?
- I don't know. But wait till I find out.

Oh, boy. I have
to talk to Bobby.

Can't it wait? We're
having such a nice time.

Yeah, I know we are, but
truly, I really need to find him.

He's over there, dancing.

I think your friend
wants to cut in.

- I'm gonna deck any friend.
- Bobby, I gotta talk to you.

- Hello, Tammy.
- Hello, Bobby.

I forgot you know each other.
Well, listen, I just saw Marilee.

Tammy, this is Tracey Lawton.
Tracey Lawton, Tammy Miller.

- Hi.
- Good evening.

You're with Cliff?

Yes. A lady can
only wait so long.

I understand.

Bobby, I gotta talk to you because...
Could we get out of this noise?

Marilee said somebody
swiped that deal from us.

- What? TAMMY:
Will you excuse me?

I have to go to the powder room.

- I'll go with you.
- Come here.

You mean all these ladies
bought a dress just for tonight?

Mm-hm. I'm sure they did.

But there's not one of
them in this whole room...

that looks as good as you do.

I wish J.R. thought so. He
hasn't even seen I'm here.

Hmm. He will, Cally, he will.

Why don't we get something
cool to drink, hmm?

Bobby told me there
was no one else in his life.

There's nothing between
Bobby Ewing and me.

You have a clear field.

Nothing as far as he's concerned,
maybe, but you're carrying a big torch.

Does it show that much?

Like a flashing red light
on a deserted highway.

Well, I see we have two new
members of the Bobby Ewing Fan Club.

Bobby's foul-mouthed
friend from the restaurant.

Look, honey, that foul
mouth is necessary...

to relieve the pressure when
you're involved with a Ewing.

Otherwise, I might bleed
all over my expensive dress.

- Hello, Clayton, Miss Ellie.
- Good to see you, Sue Ellen.

- Thank you. ELLIE: You
look beautiful, Sue Ellen.

Thank you, Miss
Ellie, so do you.

I don't think I've
met your guest.

Uh...

Cally, this is, uh, Sue
Ellen Ewing, J.R.'s ex-wife.

This is Cally, J.R.'s new wife.

- His new what?
- Well, I'm real surprised.

You don't look at
all the way J.R. said.

He said you were a hopeless drunk,
that you cheated on him all the time...

that you neglected your child.

And I bet after he told you all
that, you went to bed with him.

How'd you know that?

Just a wild guess. Excuse me.

It's one of those
things you just can't...

- J.R.

Hey, Sue Ellen. I thought you
were building marinas or something.

What are you doing here
at the Oil Barons' Ball?

Slumming.

I just met your child bride.

What junior high school
were you cruising this time?

Well, that's real funny.

I'm sure there are a bunch of people
here you can bother besides us. Uh...

J.R.

J.R., you got that
little girl in your bed...

by telling her that I was a drunk,
a cheat, and I neglected my child.

That's true, darling.
Ask anybody here.

- Sue Ellen!
- Let go. You're not my friend.

I am. SUE ELLEN: You're not.

You're probably sleeping with him.
- Sue Ellen.

- Oh, J.R., are you all right?
- Would you leave me alone?

Can I have your attention
for a moment please?

Can I do anything?

Short of killing J.R., there's
nothing anyone can do.

McKAY: I'm not
ready to do that yet.

I'd like to welcome you all
to the annual Oil Barons' Ball.

Now, we've got some
awards to present...

but first, since all you oil
barons are together in a group...

the board of
directors of Westar...

has asked me to announce
the name of their new chairman...

who is replacing Jeremy Wendell.

Please join me
in congratulating...

Carter McKay.

I knew it. You used us.

We thought we were just
getting rid of Jeremy Wendell.

All the time, you were
plotting to frame him...

so you could get control
and chairmanship of Westar.

- I tell you, that's pretty damn good.
- Shut up, J.R.

J.R., you're paranoid. - Yeah?

I'll bet you anything he got his daughter
down here so he could sniff us out.

Mind your manners or I'll
finish what Sue Ellen started.

Well, maybe you can stand
this garbage, but I can't.

It won't be long before we're wishing
Jeremy Wendell was back at Westar.

Next on Dallas:

- I'll do just about anything to keep him.
- You have to tease him and tantalize him.

Don't let him touch you.
Don't let him into your bed.

That's sick, ain't it?

- How long since you've been with a man?
- J.R.

You didn't use us to help
you get rid of Jeremy Wendell?

You look up the word "paranoid,"
and beside it you'll find a picture of J.R.

Yeah.

Yeah, it feels nice, all right.