All language subtitles for Dallas s08e26 Terms of Estrangement.eng

The airline is withholding information.
You're not telling me what it is.

- Bobby.
- It's Jenna's life!

Your seeing other men
is none of my business?

You're the one who's married here, not
me. You're the one who's being unfaithful.

Why would he want you to
forgive me in the first place?

He said if I didn't, we
might not have a chance...

- of getting back together.
- What?

You're a born loser, Sue Ellen. The
only institute that works for you is this:

I don't wanna see you again.

Jenna!

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I appreciate it, I really do.

But I just don't think I'm gonna
need your testimony in court.

But if my lawyers think so,
I'll give you a call, guaranteed.

All right, all right.

Boy.

More people despise
Barnes than I thought.

Someone else with a grudge?

He's stiffed a lot of people
in this town, you know that?

- J.R., you still owe these phone calls.
- All right.

Oh, get ahold of
Harv right away.

And I'll talk to Dennis
tomorrow. Anything else?

Some man called
about five or six times.

He wanted to talk to you
and only you about the trial.

He wouldn't leave
a name or number.

- Another grudge.
- Wonderful.

We go to court next week and all I
got is a handful of personal vendettas.

Well, that does it for me. I'm
going home. You need a lift?

Yeah.

A week's a long time. We'll
come up with something.

Say, Bobby, anything
more on Jenna's appeal?

No, nothing yet.

You know, the more I see Bobby
moping around without Jenna...

the more I think he ought to
get back together with Pam again.

Do you mean that? I
thought you hated her.

Sometimes you have to put other
people's feelings above your own, you know.

Yeah, maybe I could help them.

Pardon me?

Well, if Pam does get
back together with Bobby...

she might not support
that weasel Barnes.

And any support he
loses is leverage I gain.

But wouldn't Bobby and Pam
see through that in a minute?

Oh, sure, absolutely.

And they'd be
mad as hell, at first.

But it would start them thinking
about getting back together again.

And the more they think...

Listen, what do you mean
this kind of leak is unavoidable?

Seals break, casings crack.

The way we're pumping 340, we're
gonna wear out every working part.

It's gonna get worse?

It's just a small leak. It'll only take a
couple of days to locate and repair.

The Texas Energy Commission does
not seem to share your confidence.

The TEC doesn't usually
shut down production...

every time something
like this happens, either.

What do you mean?

I mean that the leak
is not the problem.

Are you telling me that they're
trying to make an example out of us?

Well, I'm saying that we ran into a guy
who got out of the wrong side of the bed.

- There's just no reasoning with him.
- I'm telling you to get that thing fixed.

I wanna be back in production
right away, and if I am not...

then you are gonna be reasoning
with the unemployment office.

That's right.

I'll tell you, if I were paranoid, I'd
think that J.R. Ewing was behind this.

Cliff, don't you think
you're overreacting a little?

Hey, I borrowed money against
the production of those fields.

I can't afford to shut down.

It's not forever, it's
just for a few days.

Yeah, in a few days, the bank gets
very nervous about my cash flow.

Ha-ha. Well, I don't think
you have to worry about that.

I am going to need that money when
our case for Ewing Oil comes to court.

Well, Cliff, I told you, between us,
we have more money than we need.

You still feel that way?

Well, of course I do. Why?

Because J.R. is not the
only Ewing we're fighting here.

Well, we've been
through that already.

Yeah, but that was before
Jenna got sent to prison.

Well, nothing's changed.

Ah. Thank you, sis.

Hey, I want you to come and
have dinner with Jamie and me.

Well, if it's Chinese,
I think I'll pass.

Okay.

Better wash up. We can at least
ride down the elevator together.

Come on, Norman, you owe me one.

I owe you more than one, Bobby, but
you're asking for something I don't have.

I talked to that
flight attendant.

She told me she didn't hear or see
anything unusual during that flight...

but she made it very plain
that someone in the front office...

knows a lot more
than they're saying.

I don't know.

If this airline is
withholding information...

- Crazy!
- And you're not telling me...

- Bobby.
- Look, it's Jenna's life!

Now, was something found on the
plane? Did somebody overhear something?

You've gotta tell
me what it was.

I promise that nothing
will happen to your job...

or to you, all right?

We've had a lot of trouble
with hijackings recently.

I know that.

Well, our security have tried to
come up with ways to prevent them.

Or ways to cope with
them once they occur.

I'm not following what
you're saying, Norman.

Obviously, we haven't come
up with a way to prevent them...

but we have come up with a way to
monitor them once they're in progress.

- Monitor?
- A hidden camera in each section.

Very much like a bank...

or those fast-food stores that
photograph the day's comings and goings.

You have film of that flight?

Tape. Anyway...

It's still experimental and we
don't have it on all our planes.

And I don't know whether it's on
Veronica Robinson's. I'd have to check.

- All right, check!
- But even if it were, Bobby...

once the plane lands safely, the
tape's either destroyed or used over.

- The odds aren't good here.
- They're the only odds I've got.

Now, how soon can you find out?

Like I said, the whole thing's very
confidential for obvious reasons.

A lot of the employees
here don't even know about it.

I'd have to be very discreet, but I promise
you that I'll work as fast as I can.

Would you call and let
me know how you're doing?

Yeah, I'll keep you posted.

- I'm sorry about blowing up.
- Forget about it.

Thanks.

I'm sorry, Miss Jamie...

but Mrs. Ewing says she
does not wanna see you.

Oh, is that so? Well,
thank you, Teresa.

Sue Ellen, you
can't hide in here.

Perhaps you didn't
understand what Teresa said.

We have to talk.

Ha. I have said everything
to you that I'm going to say.

When I first came to
Dallas, to Southfork...

you were the first person to
treat me like a human being.

- That was a stupid mistake.
- And I appreciated that, then and now.

I'm here because
I care about you.

You care about me?

Yes.

And I'm mad as hell at you.

You're mad at me?

Don't you think you
have it backwards?

What's backwards
is your attitude.

You're blaming me for not telling
you about J.R. and Mandy Winger.

You bet I am.

You could have told me about
it before Marilee Stone did.

I didn't know how to.

The last time I spouted
off to you about J.R.

and his girlfriends,
I hurt you terribly.

So instead you let that
woman humiliate me in public?

I didn't let her do anything.

Oh, and you really tried
to stop her, didn't you?

That's not the point.

Oh, really? What is?

The point is you're blaming
me and Marilee Stone...

and anyone else you can
for something that is your fault.

Oh, a lecture, hmm?

No, just a little truth.

The only one who can stop J.R.
from hurting you, Sue Ellen, is yourself.

I can't control what J.R. does.

Can't or won't?

Jamie, you just
don't understand.

I understand that as long as
J.R. Ewing is your husband...

well, that's your problem.

But burying your head
in the sand is no solution.

And blaming your
friend is not fair.

Sue Ellen, you have
to do something.

And when you realize that,
you can count on me to help.

Would you like to
order now, Mr. Ewing?

No, I'm fine.

I just came to see the show.

I'll take another drink.

Here you are, Mr. Ewing.

A lot of this isn't important, so I'll
run it down to the interesting parts.

I had some of this tape blown
up so we can see it better.

I still can't believe
you found it.

You guys must live right.

There's Veronica Robinson.

That's Parrish
sitting next to her.

Yeah, and she's about
to spill a drink on him.

He's doing exactly
what he said he did.

Nothing much happens here for
a while, except she orders a drink.

But it gets better.

All right, up until now,
everything seems normal, but...

Look at this.

- Who's that?
- I don't know.

- What's he carrying?
- It's a handbag of some kind.

Yeah, and it's
full of surprises.

Now, they chat for a while.

Then...

She gets up and
goes to the lavatory.

Now, he rings
for the attendant...

and orders a drink for them.

Now...

The drinks come.

Now, watch this.

What's he doing?

Slipping her a Mickey.

I think it was something
much more lethal than that.

Good Lord.

All right, now they talk and drink,
talk and drink a little bit, and...

Here, here.

Look, the drug already hit her.

All right, now she gets up again
and she goes to the lavatory.

He's putting
something in her bag.

That's probably the drugs the
police found in her possession.

He obviously wanted it to appear
that she'd overdosed on her own.

And that's it. Five minutes
later, the flight landed.

That's when they found the body.

Well, unless I'm crazy,
we just witnessed a murder.

Hey, Billy, listen, I really
appreciate the great work you did...

on Gold Canyon 340.

Yeah.

No, no, don't apologize.

It didn't have to be a big leak.

Everything worked out much
better than I thought it would.

Yeah, the environment is safe...

and nobody's suffering
but that cretin Barnes.

Yeah, okay.

I'll be in touch.

J.R., it's that same man
again. I can't get him off the line.

All right.

Yes, J.R. Ewing here.

Mr. Ewing, you're a
hard man to reach.

Yeah, I know that.

- For someone about to lose so much money.
- Uh, which brings us to you, huh?

I've flown into
town to meet you.

I have some
information for sale.

Information that could
very well tip the scales...

in the fight for
control of Ewing Oil.

Tip the scales in whose favor?

Whoever buys it.

Who are you?

I'll tell you in person.

Over dinner Thursday
night at the Oil Baron's.

Well, I'm sorry, I really like knowing
the names of my dinner partners.

I'm someone who knew
Jason Ewing very well.

He shared a secret with me, a
secret that could save your company.

You say you knew Jason?

Yes.

Well, um, I'd like to ask
you a little personal question.

- Personal question?
- Mm-hm.

All of Jason's really close
friends had a nickname for him.

Could you tell me what that was?

Nickname?

Uh...

Tumbleweed.

What'd you say your name was?

Ha. Over dinner.

All right, the Oil Baron's
Club, 7:30, Thursday.

See you then.

Do you think he's for real?

I don't know.

But he knew who Tumbleweed was.

I'd be a fool not to meet him.

Well, I think you must be early.
Sue Ellen hasn't come down yet.

Well, actually, I came a
little early hoping I'd see you.

Oh, really? Why?

Bobby, I know what
you did for Charlie.

And I just wanted to tell you how wonderful
I think you are for having done it.

I'm afraid I don't understand.

The birth certificate naming
you as Charlie's father.

Yeah.

J.R. told me.

He did what? When?

He paid me a
visit the other day.

If J.R. hadn't told me the truth, I might
never have forgiven you for lying to me.

But why would he want you
to forgive me in the first place?

He said if I didn't, we might not have a
chance of getting back together again.

What?

Well, I'm quoting him, not me.

No, I'm sorry. I didn't
mean it the way it sounded.

I know.

Why would he want
us to get back together?

My guess is he thinks
I'd change my mind...

about supporting Cliff
in the fight for Ewing Oil.

Boy, is he out of
line on that one.

Is he?

I mean, expecting you
to abandon Cliff like that.

Oh, well, I hope you understand.

Yes, I do.

Unfortunately.

Why do we always get
caught in the middle?

- I'm sorry I'm late.
- Well, you're not late.

But I am. Uh...

I'll be seeing you.

Is something wrong?

Oh, no.

Nothing at all.

How did you get in here?

- You know me, darling.
- Get out.

- Now, wait a minute.
- No, you wait a minute.

- Just who the hell do you think you are?
- What are you getting so excited about?

- Expecting somebody?
- What are you talking about?

I'm talking about that cowboy...

you gave your phone number
to yesterday afternoon at lunch.

You're sick.

You don't deny it?

I didn't give him
my phone number.

I gave him the shop where
he could buy that dress.

If I'd wanted to give him
my number, I would have.

If I'd wanted to give every
man my number, I would have.

It'd still be none
of your business.

- None of my business?
- You bet it isn't!

You're the one who's married here, not
me. You're the one who's being unfaithful.

- Look, Mandy.
- Don't "Look, Mandy" me.

You make me feel cheap. I fell in
love with you, I didn't want to, but I did.

Now I'm gonna do everything
I can to forget about you.

- I don't want you to forget about me.
- I can be one of two things to you:

Either your mistress or the woman
who breaks up your marriage...

and I won't be either.
Now, get out of my life!

I don't disagree
with you at all.

I mean, that's about the closest
you can get to proof without having it.

All right.

Does this mean we can get
Jenna released from prison?

Oh, not so fast.

So far, this has nothing
to do with Jenna's case.

Well, you just saw the tape.

What we just saw was very probably
the murder of a woman on a plane...

by a man who we can't identify.

And until we can identify
him, we can't find him.

Now, judging from the way
he moved around that plane...

he's a professional hit man.

And professional hit men
are nearly impossible to find.

But we can start
looking for him.

Bobby, even when you find a
hit man, it'll be a cold day in hell...

before he ever puts the finger
on the person who paid him.

Isn't catching him enough?
Who cares who paid him?

You do.

Because your only hope is that whoever
hired him to kill Veronica Robinson...

also hired him to
kill Naldo Marchetta.

And that we can pin
both crimes on him.

Bobby, I'm sorry, but I just want
you to know the odds going in.

I mean, this is a great lead,
but right now, that's all it is.

You and I go back
together a long way.

I don't have to tell you how
important your help is to me.

We'll make optical blow-ups.

We'll circulate them to
the FBI and to Interpol.

And believe me, if he's
out there, we'll find him.

Thank you.

I can name that
tune in one note.

It really isn't a tune.

Oh, yes, it is.

I've heard it many times
when you're worried like this.

What's going to
happen to us, Clayton?

What's going to happen to us as a
family if we lose two-thirds of Ewing Oil?

You've been through
tougher crises than this.

But the family...

This family wasn't
built on wealth.

It was built on character.

And you have to make sure that no
matter what happens to the Ewing fortune...

nothing happens
to the Ewing spirit.

With it, the family will survive, and
without it, it doesn't stand a chance.

I don't know if I
have the strength.

Well, together, we do.

Am I interrupting?

- Oh, not at all.
- No.

- How's John Ross?
- Well, he's sleeping comfortably.

Thank you for taking
care of him, Miss Ellie.

Sorry I wasn't here
when they sent him home.

It wasn't any problem. You
know I love to take care of him.

- How was your day at the group?
- The Institute for Advanced Awareness.

It was, um, very encouraging.

Well, sounds very imposing.

It's basic stuff, really.

But sometimes
that's what it takes.

Just getting back to basics.

Yes.

- Clayton.
- Hi, J.R.

- Mama.
- J.R.

Well, you seem troubled.

Well, yes, a little bit.

I learned from Teresa that John Ross was
sent home from school because he was sick.

Nothing to worry about. It
wasn't any more than a bellyache.

It's not his bellyache
that troubles me.

It's the fact that his mother
was not home to take care of him.

When the school phoned, I saw no
reason to bother Sue Ellen at her group.

- Her what?
- The Institute for Advanced Awareness.

Oh, that's wonderful.

My son is so ill they send
him home from school...

and you're out someplace
getting your awareness advanced.

- What do you care what I do?
- What are you trying to prove?

I am trying to prove that I
can survive in this marriage.

- Why don't you prove you can without it?
- J.R., stop this.

- You're protecting her again.
- I won't let you talk to her that way.

- It's none of your business!
- I won't have you talking to me that way.

I can talk any way I want
to because this is my house.

- If you...
- Why don't we go outside?

- I'll teach you some manners.
- Clayton, Clayton! J.R.!

Let's get out of here, Ellie.

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

Well, Sue Ellen...

You've managed to ruin my life,
now you're trying to ruin the family.

Maybe those new friends of yours at
the Institute for Advanced Awareness...

will tell you what none of
your old friends seem willing to.

You're a loser.

You're a born loser, Sue Ellen.

The only institute that
works for you is this:

Sue Ellen, are you all right?

Just thinking.

Well, do you feel
like thinking out loud?

Do you do this every night?

Uh, it's a new habit, but one
I'm becoming very fond of.

Well, maybe that's my problem. I've
been thinking on an empty stomach.

That is not brain food.

Well, on the other hand, fish
would make a terrible midnight snack.

You do have a point.

How was Hong Kong?

Hong Kong.

Poor Pam.

Hmm.

Poor Pam, poor you, poor me.

Do you detect a pattern?

It seems more like an epidemic.

Yeah. The curse of the Ewings.

Oh, there must be a cure.

Nothing known to man.

It wasn't supposed
to happen to me.

I know.

The tone of this conversation
is very upsetting to me, Mr...?

- Waldron.
- Mr. Waldron.

I'm not some two-bit
operator in this region.

I'm a wealthy man about
to become wealthier.

I'm in the process of
legally reclaiming what

should have been my
family's 50 years ago.

- We understand that.
- Then what are you doing here?

We merely wanted to
express our concern...

over the length of time
your Gulf fields will be idle.

They'll be fixed in
a matter of days.

Fixed, maybe, but Mr. Billings of
the Texas Energy Commission...

has informed us that
the inspection of the

repair work and the
process of approvals...

may take as long
as 30 to 45 days.

Now, we consider that a
tremendous loss of income.

That's a delay.
That's not a loss.

Are you calling in your loans?

No, not yet.

Well, that's good.

Because when my partner and I
take over two-thirds of Ewing Oil...

we're gonna be
needing a bank with guts.

So how does your
board feel about that?

Well, actually, the board feels
that even if you win the suit...

which they consider
a very long shot...

your control of the
company will be short-lived.

What are you talking about?

They feel that as a
Ewing, your partner

will eventually succumb
to family loyalties.

And when she does, J.R. will
control two-thirds of Ewing Oil, not you.

And from that point on...

he'll spend every waking hour
driving you out, Mr. Barnes.

Oh, I see, huh? That's
how your board feels.

Well, I'll tell you.

You can go back to your board
and you tell them for me that...

Well, what's it gonna take to
get the bureaucracy off its butt?

All right, how long
is that gonna take?

Look, Lee, I'm sorry, I know how
hard you're working on this for me...

but Jenna is not a criminal.

She's not gonna be
able to survive in prison.

Okay. Thanks, Lee.

Every hour counts.

Bye.

Lee who?

Lee Spaulding. He's a
lieutenant in Homicide.

Looks like we may have
a break in Jenna's case.

Yeah, Ray told me.

He also said that you may have a
long way to go before you prove anything.

Yeah, but that doesn't mean
I should give up, does it?

Hey, Bob.

You know how
much I care for Jenna.

But I'm just worried that you might
be setting yourself up to get hurt again.

What do you mean?

Well, if this plan of
yours doesn't work...

Jenna could spend the next
seven years of her life in prison.

That's a long time to
wait for the wrong girl.

What are you getting at, J.R.?

I'm just saying...

maybe you ought to start
getting on with your own life.

Now, this doesn't
have anything to do...

with why you told Pam about
Charlie's birth certificate, does it?

- She told you?
- Of course. Did you think she wouldn't?

She also said you believe we
should be back together again.

Well, I didn't exactly say that.

Well, what did you say, exactly?

I said that I knew that telling
her about the birth certificate...

could open up that possibility.

- And I felt I had to tell her.
- Oh, you did?

Why? So you could
split up her and Cliff?

Well, I don't deny that'd
make me happy, but...

Don't you deny that you love
Pam more than you do Jenna.

Bobby, I think it's great
that you saved Charlie's life.

I think it's great that you're
trying to save Jenna's.

Don't you think it's time
you start saving your own?

Thank you, thank you.

Sue Ellen.

Why the long face?

If I didn't have a long
face, I wouldn't belong here.

I don't mind you coming in with
one, but I object to you taking it home.

It's gonna take more than a two-hour
encounter session to get rid of this.

It's gonna take longer
than that if you don't try.

That's what this place is for.

Right, to solve all my problems.

To try.

I don't even know
what my problems are.

You don't know what they are?

Or you don't wanna
deal with them?

I'm here.

You might as well not be.

I think I'm having trouble discussing
my problems with perfect strangers.

Imperfect strangers, who
could become imperfect friends...

if you let them.

- I don't need any more friends.
- Well.

You must be
someone very special.

I hurt my friends.

I blamed them for, um...

For my problems.

I accused them of
things that were my fault.

They'll forgive you.

They'd be fools to.

They'd be friends to.

Your dinner guest is waiting
at your table, Mr. Ewing.

Well, good, I'm hungry.

Mr. Ewing.

Hi, how you doing?

Bring me my usual,
will you, Dora Mae?

I'm fine, thanks.

Well, Mr. Ewing, I'm glad you
could find time to make this meeting.

I think you'll find
it time well spent.

Well, I certainly hope so. I
haven't got a hell of a lot left.

First I'd like to discuss
the terms of our agreement.

All right, shoot.

- Here you are, Mr. Ewing.
- Thank you. Thank you, Cassie.

If I could stop Jason Ewing's
daughter and Digger Barnes' son...

from stealing
two-thirds of Ewing Oil...

I think maybe a fair compensation would
be 10 percent of Ewing Oil for myself.

Oh, really?

Well, I can give
you a lot of money.

But nobody but a Ewing is
ever gonna own Ewing Oil.

Cliff Barnes is not a Ewing.

Unless you make
a deal with me...

Cliff Barnes is gonna
be sitting in your office.

No way, and I'm not gonna
give you a piece of my company.

Mr. Ewing, I'm saving you 66
percent and asking for 10 in return.

Now, I could ask for 20, 30,
it'd still be a good deal for you.

I'm just trying to
be reasonable.

And if I say no?

You lose control of
Ewing Oil to Barnes.

And you lose too.

Ha-ha. Not quite.

No, I'll sell my
silence to Barnes.

Let him destroy the information that would
prove he has no legal claim on Ewing Oil.

I could go to trial and win.

No, you could go to trial and
gamble away your inheritance.

Are you telling me that the
papers Barnes has are not real?

Oh, no, they're very real.

But I think I got
something better.

Look at it this way.

If what I'm selling
doesn't hold up in court...

you don't owe me a dime.

You can't lose.

Who are you?

Well, who I am
doesn't really matter.

What does matter is
whether or not we have a deal.

Now, here is my number.

If I don't hear from
you real soon...

Cliff Barnes will hear from me.

See you.

I'm stuffed.

- How about some dessert?
- Are you kidding?

Did you see what I just ate?

Come on.

You're not supposed to order
seconds in a restaurant like this.

And I already
embarrassed myself once.

Waiter.

- Here we are.
- No, thank you.

Come on.

- Take it away.
- Yes, ma'am.

No, no, I want you
to leave it right here.

Yes, sir.

I'm going to burst.

It's the house specialty.

- Just look.
- No.

- Look.
- Absolutely not.

- You can't get fat looking.
- I can.

The chef's gonna be hurt.

He should be tortured.

Now, just take the
lid off and look...

and then you can put the lid back
on and we'll go home, I promise you.

I'm gonna get you for this.

I want you to marry me.

Will you be my wife?

Yes.

Yes.

Come on, John Ross.
We're gonna be late.

You were up with the chickens.

I have to take care of some
things in town early today.

Come on, sweetheart.
Say goodbye to everybody.

I'm so glad you're
feeling better.

- Hurry up.
- Bye, partner.

Come on.

Here.

- Bye, hon.
- Bye, everybody.

Bye.

- I think that group is helping her.
- Mm.

I think so too.

What group?

Mr. Ewing, Lieutenant
Spaulding is here to see you.

Oh, Lee, come on in.

I'm sorry to interrupt
you-all like this.

Not at all. I'd like
you to meet my family.

- This is Ellie Farlow, my mother.
- How do you do?

Her husband, Clayton.

How do you do, sir?

And my sister-in-law,
Donna Krebbs.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Everybody, this is
Lieutenant Spaulding.

How do you do? Would
you like some coffee?

Uh... No, I'm sorry,
ma'am. I really can't stay.

I wanna show you
something, Bobby.

Interpol ran a positive ID
on the man on the airplane.

His name is Andr� Schumann.

A professional assassin?

As good as they come.

Oh. What are you gonna do now?

We're gonna reopen the
Veronica Robinson case.

We're gonna start an all-out
search for Andr� Schumann.

Well, that's great news.

Well, Bobby, heh, it might be
next to impossible to find this guy.

And even if we do find him...

there's no guarantee that
it'll lead to Jenna's freedom.

- But now we're on the right track.
- Oh, we're on the right track.

I mean, even I
have to admit that.

Well, I really better be going.

And it was a real pleasure
to meet you people.

Hey, I'll show you out, come on.

I'm very grateful, Lee.

Well, I tell you what, Bobby.

When Jenna's out of prison,
you can invite me to the wedding.

The wedding, sure.

- Thanks again.
- So long.

Jamie, it's beautiful.
I'm so happy for you.

Really? I was awake
all night worrying.

Worried? About what?

Worried about
making a good wife.

About being a
good sister-in-law.

About being accepted
into a brand-new family.

Oh, that.

Jamie, Cliff and I
are lucky to have you.

Thank you.

Isn't it wonderful? Just
what I always wanted.

It's great.

- What a surprise.
- Hmm? Oh, uh, you know me.

I know, that's what worrying me.
Aren't you rushing into this a little bit?

Hmm? No, no, no, I've
given it a lot of thought.

- Yeah.
- Mm.

Do you love her?

Uh... What kind
of question is that?

Well, I was just wondering if this
has anything to do with the court fight.

I thought you'd be happy for me.

I love her.

The fact that we're involved in a
lawsuit together has nothing to do with it.

Well, good, because I'd hate to see
somebody else hurt over Ewing Oil.

No one's gonna
get hurt, sis. I swear.

- Hi, Jamie.
- Sue Ellen.

Oh, what's she doing here?

Sue Ellen.

Hi, Sue Ellen.
What a nice surprise.

Hello, Pam.

I was just in town
doing a little business.

Um, how would you like
to have lunch with me?

Anytime.

How's 1:00, Oil Baron's?

- Great, I'll be there.
- Good.

Nice to see you. Bye-bye.

Bye.

- How you doing?
- Hi.

Say, did you ever
write Mitch that letter?

Yeah.

I thought you might have.

Was it hard?

No.

Well, in a way.

I mean, how do you tell
someone you finally figured out...

where the relationship went
wrong two years after the fact...

and then make it sound
like an astute observation?

What'd you figure out?

Well, that despite all my
efforts to do otherwise...

I finally grew up.

And in the process, I became someone
that Mitch always wanted me to be.

Who's that?

Me. I became myself.

Older and wiser?

Older and different.

I don't really need to be the belle
of the ball anymore, you know.

I like myself.

That's older and wiser.

Why were you so sure I wrote to
Mitch? Is my behavior that obvious?

Nope.

A letter came from
him in today's mail.

Oh.

Well, goodness,
what do you know.

I told you not to come here.

Honey, you don't understand.

The police have reopened
the Veronica Robinson case.

No.

You don't understand.

I don't wanna see you again.

Jenna, you're not
listening to me.

They believe she was murdered
by this man on the plane.

I don't care about
Veronica Robinson.

He probably killed Naldo too.

Why don't you leave me alone?

Oh, Jenna, you've gotta hold on.

You have to have faith.

I had faith in the trial.

I let you build up my hopes.

Oh, no, but this
time, it's different.

Yes.

This time it is different.

Because I'm not gonna
let you do that to me again.

Jenna?

Look where my hopes got me.

Jenna!

I don't wanna see you again.

Jenna!

Jenna, please stop!

Jenna!

J.R., is everything all right?

What do you mean?

Well, it's been a couple of hours
since you asked me to hold all your calls.

That fella I had dinner
with, has he called?

No. Was he supposed to?

No.

Can he help you?

He says he can.

Do you believe him?

I can't afford not to, honey.

Who is he?

I wish I knew.

Who is it?

What are you doing here?

That's the way you're
gonna greet me?

Go away.

Uh... Oh...

After all this time?

Believe me, it hasn't
been long enough.

Well, hey.

Heh. Look at this.

Are we coming or going here?

What does it look like?

Well, looks like we're
moving uptown, maybe, hmm?

New wardrobe,
new hairdo, new you.

- Mm.
- You got it.

So why don't you just leave?

Oh, look at this. Mm.

Pretty.

Come into a little money?

My life is none
of your business.

Oh, now, come
on, don't be so sure.

Look, if you've come to
town to mooch off me, forget it.

You're not gonna do
that to me anymore.

Listen to you. I come into town
and I could be sick, in trouble, broke.

And what do I get, hmm?

Nothing. Get lost.

Get lost? Just like that?

Your own brother.

I stopped thinking of you as a brother
when you stranded Daddy and me in Alaska.

Oh, come on. That
was a long time ago.

Not long enough.

So why don't you just crawl
back to wherever you came from?

You make me sick.

Well, I'm sorry
you feel that way.

Because I kind of
like it here in Dallas.

I'll see you around, sis.

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