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Over the next few days, you and I will attend...

several social events as husband and wife.

Better call your daddy, boy, tell him you're bust.

I am expendable and so is April.

We will kill her if we have to.

Don't think anybody'll mistake me for my old man now.

She is not Mrs. Ewing.

According to her passport, she is.

Johnny Dancer's on his way here.

You're nothing like my wife.

You bastard.

The offer still stands.

If you want me, you can have me.

You did it. You did it.

You can trust Captain de Rougement here.

He's the head of the local anti-terrorist unit.

I just don't want April to be hurt.

You're not the Captain de Rougement I met.

I am the only Captain de Rougement in Paris police.

What is going on?

Look, my wife is missing...

and someone using your name said he'd help me.

If he used my name, he was obviously an impostor.

And missing persons is not my department.

No, I'll bet it's not.

Something's going on here. Something I don't like.

Sorry.

Perhaps you should try your embassy.

I have a feeling that wouldn't do much good either.

Suit yourself.

Hello, April.

Are you all right?

Sheila.

I brought you some clothes.

Some makeup, a toothbrush.

You must be pretty tired of what you're wearing.

You're part of this?

Is that why you're always with Bobby?

He's very worried about you.

But he's all right.

I don't understand.

Why are you doing this?

It would be better if you didn't ask too many questions.

This is crazy.

You're crazy.

No, I assure you there are very good reasons for what we're doing.

Who the hell do you think you are?

I trusted you.

I'm sorry, April.

Really, I am.

Under other circumstances, we could befriends.

What are you talking about?

You kidnapped me.

You must be asking for a ransom. - No.

Bobby and I have a deal.

Your safety in exchange for my pretending to be you.

What?

Oh, come on.

We've already gone to several parties as husband and wife.

You're very lucky, you know.

He would do anything for you.

Just tell me why you're doing this.

I'm not sure you could handle the truth.

Try me.

Please.

You're too naive.

You don't know anything about pain or tragedy.

Oh, and you do? SHEILA: Yes.

Look at you.

Foolish little rich girl...

off on a great romance while the rest of us are going through hell.

Get off your soapbox.

Just tell me why you're trying to pretend to be me.

Believe me, there are times I would like to be you.

But only in moments of weakness.

All right, I'm going now.

If there's anything you need...

just ask one of the guards, he'll be in touch with me.

Just remember...

we don't want to hurt either you or Bobby.

A wonderful, sincere performance.

Now, why don't I believe any of it?

Don't make trouble, April.

All I have to do is nod my head...

and you'll be dead before you hit the ground.

I don't understand. What's the big deal?

Passing messages is against the rules.

Yeah. If Dania got caught, he could get sent to the pit.

He wouldn't last very long down there.

But this could be my only shot.

Donia's wife is the answer.

She can get a message to my secretary and my secretary can get me out.

We don't want you to leave.

We like having you around.

Well, thanks. I appreciate that. But I can't be happy here.

Besides, my family doesn't even know where I am.

That's too risky. We can't let Dania do it.

Wait. I wanna do it.

Thank God.

Dania, don't.

Big mistake.

What if you get caught?

I'm not so scared of things anymore.

Look how we all got together when we took care of Morrisey.

I'm ready to take chances. I'm ready to be a man.

In fact, I'm gonna tell that to my wife.

After I pass your message, of course.

I knew you were the one I could count on.

Do you know when Mr. Lee will get back?

Did he leave a forwarding number?

Yeah, listen, just take a message for me, okay?

Tell him Bobby Ewing called.

Yeah, I'm staying at the Royal Monceau.

When he comes back, have him call me, all right?

Thank you. Yeah, thank you.

Hey, Bobby. How are you doing, man?

- Uh, Mark, isn't it? - Heh.

We sure kicked some butt at practice today.

Nothing like having a sponsor to improve your chances.

- Glad I could help. - You're gonna be proud of us.

You're backing winners.

Mark, how would you like to earn a lot of money today?

That'd be excellent.

- How much and what do we have to do? - Just follow somebody.

No problem.

You hang around the Hotel Monceau tomorrow.

When you see me leave, follow me until I meet a car with a blonde woman in it.

- Then I follow the car. - You got it.

Find out where they take her, get back to me with the address.

You came to the right place.

See you tomorrow.

Ryan, would you please stop that?

I'm sorry.

B-flat was never my key.

How did it go?

I did it. I gave her the note.

Boy, if I had a medal, I'd pin it on you.

Ewing, over here on the double.

Well, don't waste your charms on me, Tim.

Cut the smart talk.

Dr. Wykoff wants to see you now.

Dania.

Thank you.

What can I do for you, doctor?

First of all, you can have a seat.

And second...

you can take the news I'm about to give you calmly and unemotionally.

Oh, you finally realized I'm not paranoid after all...

and Morrisey was out to get me.

Oh, in that instance, you were right, but Morrisey's gone and you're still here.

- Not for much longer. - I think for a great deal longer.

I was not surprised to view the video and see your violent side.

Violent? Hey, I was just trying to protect myself.

Along with the violence...

there are your nocturnal visits to the women's wing.

That, and your detrimental effect on the other patients in the wing...

have led me to decide to change your course of treatment.

Oh?

I'm going to put you on a treatment of drug therapy.

You're what?

It'll help calm you down and make you less violent...

reduce your paranoia.

You just can't put me on drugs.

You gotta get a court order or somebody's permission.

Your course of treatment is our jurisdiction.

The treatment starts now.

You'll see a change very shortly, and I promise you it'll be for the better.

Take him to the drug treatment wing. Dr. Mandelson is expecting him.

Hey, you just can't pump me full of drugs. Hell, I'm not crazy. You'll kill me.

I'll see you tomorrow.

It'll go much better.

Looking for something?

My wife.

That is why we're here.

You'll see her soon. Relax.

Oh, I'm very relaxed.

You, however, seem a little uptight.

You still thinking about the other night?

Heh. If you were smart, you would forget that.

Well, who knows?

Tonight, I may have way too much to drink, and you'll get lucky.

Keep it up.

I'll stop these drive-bys.

April.

I love you.

I love you.

There, you see her.

Now are you willing to stop pushing your luck?

Yeah, trust me.

I'll stop pushing.

J.R.

What have they done to you?

Sly...

Where...?

Where have you been?

I just got your note today.

What are you doing in here?

I gave you the letter...

you were supposed to open it in five days.

I did open it. And I gave James the contract just the way you wanted.

No, no, no.

The letter told you that I was in here and had my release papers...

not some contract.

No, it didn't.

It's said James was to be in charge of the office while you're away...

and I was to give him that contract in your absence.

He must have switched letters.

Did you show it to him?

Not exactly.

He asked me where you were and I told him about the letter.

I never let it out of my sight for a second, J.R., I swear it.

I don't know how he got it.

Well, think, Sly.

When you were with him, did you ever leave the room...

go away from your desk, even for a minute?

No, I had it right in my...

What?

My purse.

I had it in my purse.

One night, James and I went out for drinks...

and I passed out.

I only had two beers.

He must have drugged me.

I don't believe this. I'll kill him.

James knew you kept it in your purse.

I'm sorry, J.R.

"Sorry" doesn't cut it. Not when they're pumping me full of drugs.

What can I do?

I don't know.

Well, call in some favors.

Find somebody who will...

Who will pull some strings and get me out of here quick.

I already tried.

Nobody I talked to would help.

A lot of them said they thought this is where you really belonged.

They said that?

Well, you gotta get the other set of release papers...

from James or Cally or whoever has them.

- How? What do I say? - I don't know.

Oh, beg, or lie, or plead, threaten.

Whatever you have to do to get it.

They gotta understand that I got to get out of here...

before they turn me into a vegetable.

I'll do it. I'll start tracking them down right now.

Hurry, Sly.

I don't have much time left.

So this reception is what it's all about, huh?

We've been to several receptions and several parties.

Why should this be any different?

Because this is the first one that required photo ID on the invitation...

and yours says April Ewing.

Oh, that's just for security reasons.

It's an important reception with important people.

Like OPEC members?

Well, it is an oil reception, Bobby.

And I know how much you love OPEC.

So? OPEC doesn't exactly serve Ewing Oil's interest either.

Sheila, why don't you just level with me...

and make both our lives a whole lot easier.

All right. What do you think I'm planning to do?

Come on. You had enough time to come up with a good idea.

Well, I'd say you're heading towards the finish line on this.

High-security party, very selective guest list.

OPEC members making speeches.

I'm listening.

Well, that takes care of the place.

Now, what's your reason for attending?

Are you gonna plant a bomb, Sheila?

Embarrass a diplomat?

Disrupt an agreement? What is it?

I've only one real intention:

To change the course of history.

Work on that one.

Are you sure?

All right, thank you very much.

They can't just have dropped off the face of the earth.

No one knows at Southfork?

Nobody's at Southfork. What am I gonna do?

I gave you all the names off James' Rolodex.

None of them have heard from him?

No, not for days.

Well, you can always take out a full-page ad.

You'd be surprised the things people put in here.

You know...

that's not a bad idea.

In fact, I think that's a great idea.

- Heh, Sly, I was kidding. - Yeah. Well, I'm not.

What's the hurry?

Why is it so important that you get in touch with them?

Trust me. I have a very good reason.

Yes, uh, can I speak to the advertising editor, please?

Team Ewing to the rescue.

Hmm.

Oh.

Anita, what are you doing here?

Relax, lover boy.

Just came to visit.

Hmm.

I'm not gonna be...

very good tonight, Anita. I've...

- I don't know. - I know, I know.

I heard you're under new medication.

But that's not why I'm here.

No?

I got some news.

Really big news.

Well, can't it wait until tomorrow at least?

The stuff they pumped me full of makes me so sleepy.

No, no, no, you gotta fight it, honey.

It's poison.

Wykoff shot me up with that stuff when I first got here.

I didn't know day from night for months.

What am I gonna do?

You gotta get out of here.

Like me.

You're getting out?

Ha, ha, that's my big news.

They're transferring me to a minimum-security place.

They don't think I'm dangerous to society anymore.

That's all because of you.

Well, congratulations.

You made me healthy.

Because you weren't afraid of me.

I felt like a woman when I was with you.

Well, I'm glad.

Thank you, J.R., for everything.

Good luck.

You too.

And who knows, that place is minimum security.

Maybe I'll be out before too long.

I can look you up.

Oh, good.

Well, just remember...

we're the Ewings of San Antonio.

It's the big blue ranch just south of town.

You're gonna like tonight's schedule.

A high-profile dinner at the Tour D'Argent, just you and me.

Oh, that's great. You and I always have so much to talk about.

After you.

Party on, dude.

Hello, Mrs. Ewing.

- Um, Phyllis, is Sly in? - Uh, yes, she's in J.R.'s office.

- Okay, great. Thanks. - Mm-hm.

Sly?

Oh, thank God. Come in.

I saw the paper this morning.

I was so afraid you wouldn't respond. You're J.R.'s only hope.

These release papers are what you want, aren't they?

You still have them. What a relief.

You that sure I'll give them to you?

Cally, I've seen him.

I've been to the institution.

You don't know what's happened to him.

- What do you mean? - They've got him on drugs.

He can hardly think straight.

Drugs? What kind of drugs?

I don't know. Thorazine, I suppose. He's like a different man.

I... I didn't realize.

Whatever happened between you and James and J.R...

no one deserves to go through what J.R.'s going through right now.

You can't just leave him there.

No, of course not.

I'm just afraid of what he might do to me and James when he gets out.

J.R. will do anything to get out of there.

So right now you have the upper hand, not him.

Whatever you want, tell him. He'll give it to you.

But, please, just get him out.

- Are you all right? - I'm fine.

I'm fine.

Oh, God. Is Sheila really pretending to be me?

It doesn't matter. They think I'm crazy. Come on, let's get out of here.

Bobby! No!

I'm so sorry.

I didn't know.

Oh, thank God Sly got to you.

Are you getting me out of here?

I'm not sure.

Oh, please.

Cally, it's getting worse and worse.

They're turning me into a vegetable.

One condition, J.R.

- Just name it. - It's not that easy.

You have to look me straight in the eye and give me your word.

And I can tell if you're lying, J.R., so you better mean it.

I promise, Cally.

Anything you want, just name it.

But please get me out of here.

Okay.

I want the divorce.

It's yours.

And I want you out of my life.

Forever. That means don't follow me, don't look me up...

don't have anything to do with me again.

Remember these?

It's the property settlement James made you sign.

As long as you leave me be, I won't show it to a soul.

You can have the cheap divorce of your dreams.

But if you come after me, I'll hold you up to millions. I swear.

Hmm... Oh, this is too easy.

There's something else you want.

I want you to really listen to me, J.R.

Because I'm gonna speak from my heart.

When I married you, I truly loved you.

And I wanted our marriage to last forever.

Sue Ellen warned me you'd end up crushing my hopes and dreams, and she was right.

But I'm not gonna look upon our marriage as a mistake.

It taught me to grow up.

Fast.

And, in a way, I'm better for it.

And I thank you for that.

But once I'm gone...

I want you to remember me as the woman who...

for a while at least, brought out the best in you.

And not some pathetic plaything you got tired of.

Cally, you can believe this or not...

but I truly loved you.

I did.

And no matter what happens to me...

I'll always remember that.

Thank you for saying that.

I'll give the release papers to the people in charge.

You stupid fool.

You almost ruined everything.

What if you'd been killed?

- Where's April? - Why can't you just do what you're told?

There's no reason for you to be so damn difficult.

What if she'd been killed?

Is it hard on your male ego to take orders from me?

Tell me where she is.

She's gene. We took her somewhere else.

No more long leash. No more playing by your rules.

From now on, it's my game all the way.

Come in.

That's all.

Have a seat, Mr. Ewing.

Can I get you some coffee?

I didn't think caffeine and Thorazine mixed.

Heh. Oh, the Thorazine is almost out of your system.

And the coffee will perk you up.

All right. I'll have one, thank you.

I've examined your, uh, release papers.

Everything seems to be in order.

Well, in that case I'll say my goodbyes and I'll be gone.

This came for you by messenger.

Thought I'd give it to you in person.

No hard feelings, right?

Hard feelings doesn't exactly describe it.

Goodbye, Mr. Ewing.

I bet it's breaking your heart to see me get out of here.

It's not my decision.

- You'd keep me if you could, wouldn't you? - You're damn right, I would.

Until you made a vegetable out of me.

These drugs were for your own good.

These drugs were an easy out for you, you miserable quack.

Now, just a minute.

I want you to listen to me. And listen good.

I'll be in real close contact with my buddies here.

If they tell me that they're unhappy or you're not treating them real well...

you'll be hearing from me and my lawyers.

Don't threaten me.

No, that's not a threat.

It's a promise.

I'll go after you with the biggest lawsuit in the history of Texas.

I'll have you so tied up in knots, they'll be feeding you drugs.

Now, don't you forget that.

Because it's just as easy for them to put you in one of those strait jackets...

as it was for you to put me in one.

Hi, Tim.

DEL GREGG“. Checkmate.

Rematch?

Del Greco.

I got a little present for you. It's a kind of a going-away gift.

What is it?

In case you ever get tired of playing with what's-his-name over here.

Looks interesting.

Thanks.

I'd rather have taught you.

Hey, Keller.

So you really are a big Dallas millionaire?

We all figured you made that up.

You're quite a guy, Keller.

And I really like your shawls.

You're so rich, you could buy any shawl you want.

Oh, can't beat handmade.

Especially if it's cashmere.

Oh, I love cashmere.

Well, maybe this will get you thinking about colors.

And there's more on the way.

Oh, that's beautiful.

Would you like a nice pattern?

Heh, no, you decide.

You're the artist.

Hey, fellas.

It won't be the same around here without you.

You'll probably forget all about us.

No, I'll miss you all.

Really?

Really.

Um, this is, I guess, my way of saying goodbye.

It's, uh, 24-karat gold-plated. Your initials are right there.

Oh, my...

It's lovely.

And this is everything you ever wanted to know about playing bridge...

without wanting to ask.

It doesn't tell you how to cheat, does it?

No.

Good. Because I don't cheat.

- We all know that. - Thank you.

For everything.

I don't suppose that there's anything in that box for me?

What I have for you doesn't come in a box.

It's a promise.

Now, when you get out of here, I want you to call me.

I'm gonna get you a good job, nice place to stay.

I'm gonna take care of you. You will never want for anything.

Time to go, Ewing.

- Ha, ha. - I'm gonna miss you.

Now, Tim...

you take care of those fellas or I'll come back and take care of you.

By the way, if you ever decide to give up the hospital business...

I'm in the market for a good bodyguard.

I've been thinking, and I've come to a decision.

I'm listening.

You've been moving me allover Paris like a pawn...

on a chessboard.

You got one minute to tell me...

what you got planned for that OPEC conference.

If I can live with it, I'll go along with you.

If I can't or if you refuse to tell me, I'm out of here.

And April?

Kill me.

Kill April. I'm not sure you weren't gonna do it in the first place.

But you'd better convince me, Sheila.

Or pull the damn trigger, you got 60 seconds.

You're making a scene.

Fifty-five.

- All right, let's go back to the hotel. - Fifty.

All right, why not?

You might as well know.

There's a man who will be at the oil reception.

It's his first time out of his country.

He's not royalty, but he's the most powerful man...

behind the throne of any OPEC nation.

I'm going to embarrass him, Bobby. I'm going to confront him in public.

What do you mean you're gonna embarrass him?

It's his policies that have nearly destroyed our domestic oil industry.

In fact, he did destroy my husband.

I'm going to take over the microphone at the oil reception...

and tell the world exactly what he's up to.

- This is all a protest? - That's right.

Heh. And for that you needed me?

The only way I could be invited is as the wife of an oil man.

And as Mrs. Bobby Ewing, I can give them an earful...

and people will listen and believe me.

You're crazy. Crazy.

Maybe.

Maybe my husband's death pushed me to the edge.

But it also pushed me to the truth.

These people are our enemy and the world has to know.

Not only do I not agree with you, lady...

this speech is not gonna bring back your husband.

No.

But at least it will give his death some meaning.

And I'm not just doing this for me...

there are others who share my anger and want change.

All I want to do is say my piece.

It's worth it to me.

Now you have to decide if stopping me...

is worth your life, or April's.

Welcome back.

Oh, thank you. I'm glad to be back.

I can't tell you how sick and tired I was staring at those filthy white walls.

Maybe you should take time off. Take a real vacation.

No, I gotta get back to work. Bobby called?

Uh, yeah. There's a ton of messages and a stack of mail to be answered.

Oh, I left the most, uh, important items on your desk.

Uh-huh, well, first things first.

Get building maintenance up here right now.

I want them to clean out James' office.

Get a hold of those good old boys who thought I deserved to be in that place.

I'm gonna have a chat with each and every one of them.

We'll see who has the last laugh, huh?

Oh, and, uh, finally, write yourself a letter of recommendation.

After that letter-switching fiasco, you are fired.

So nice to see you.

Aren't you glad you came tonight after all, darling?

I just hope I'm doing the right thing.

Why don't you work the room. I need a drink.

I'll have my usual, then.

Jordan. Jordan.

Bobby, I was hoping I'd see you here.

Did you get the message I left for you?

- No, I didn't... - No matter. No matter. You're here now.

I'd like you to meet my friends, Paulette and Gerard Montbertrand.

- This is Bobby Ewing. - Hello.

Good friend from Dallas.

Jordan, I have to tell you about our Captain de Rougement.

Bobby, darling, there you are.

Where's my drink?

Oh, I know you got all caught up in conversation as usual.

Hello.

April, pleasure to see you again.

You're looking absolutely radiant.

I'd like to introduce you to my friends.

This is Paulette and Gerard Montbertrand.

This is Mrs. Bobby Ewing.

Next on Dallas:

This will all be over tomorrow.

What's your son doing working on construction site?

Fire him.

- What do you want, Bobby? - Try and get a hold of J.R.

Tell him what's gonna happen at OPEC. Tell him I need help.

What the hell are you doing here?

Soon, Bobby. Soon.