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- There only seems to be one solution. - You don't mean a divorce?

- It's late, I'd better be going. - I guess so.

The boy's in a lot of pain.

- Keeps losing consciousness. - We'll take care of him.

You're a totally unfit mother.

- J.R., stop, wait! - He doesn't need you, Sue Ellen.

He'd be a lot better with you out of his life.

- We'd all be better off. - Where is he? Stop!

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- You wanted to talk to me? - Yeah, yeah, you and Ray.

Well, I called him. He said he'd be here.

Oh, good, I've been trying to get you all day. Where you been?

I drove out to see Jenna.

- That couldn't have been very pleasant. - No, it wasn't.

- Hey, Ray. - J.R., Bobby.

Say, I'm glad you could make it. I've got some very interesting news.

- About the company? - Mm-hm, that's right.

People have been calling me...

claiming that they can save Ewing Oil. Uh, for a price, of course.

Well, I've gotten a few of those calls myself.

And one fella was very persistent.

He wouldn't give his name or his number, so I just wrote him off as a crank.

- So? - So I finally talked to him on the phone.

He wants to see me. He says he knew Jason.

What makes you think this guy's different than the rest of the cranks...

who've been calling you?

I asked him if he knew Jason's nickname and he told me.

- He knew about Tumbleweed? - That's right.

Maybe he's been doing some research.

I don't know, Bobby. That's pretty obscure information.

Well, anyhow, I saw him last night at the Oil Baron's Club.

I don't suppose that we'd be having this meeting...

if you still thought he was a phony.

- What'd you find out? - Not much.

But I got a gut feeling he has something.

He says he has information that will prove that Barnes and Jamie Ewing...

do not have a claim on Ewing Oil.

- How much does he want? - Ten percent of the company.

He's out of his mind.

Did this guy give you any idea what kind of proof he had?

No, but he did say that if we didn't go for his deal...

he was gonna sell his silence to Cliff Barnes for a bundle.

Wait a minute, we got nothing to go on.

If this information turns out to be worthless,

we've given away a chunk of our company.

No, Bobby, that's not the deal.

If his information does not win the fight for us, he doesn't get anything.

Where's the 10 percent supposed to come from?

Five members of this family own Ewing Oil. Each of us would have to put up 2 percent.

That's ridiculous. You and I have 35 percent each.

Mama and Gary and Ray only have 10 percent each.

I'd be glad to give up 2 percent if it would save the company.

See?

If we're going in on a scheme, J.R. and I should share the burden.

- Five percent each. - Bobby.

When it comes down to the wire, we'll start dealing.

We'll call his hand.

What's his name?

I don't know his name, but I have his phone number.

I say call him.

- Ray? - Call him.

Jamie, I thought we should celebrate your moving in with a really wild dessert.

So Cherries Jubilee flamb�.

Jamie, you must really be special.

Usually, Cliff celebrates with an imported champagne from California.

Don't pay any attention to her.

She likes to kid me because I'm careful with money, you see.

But she forgets our humble beginnings.

That's okay, Cliff. I don't believe in throwing money around either.

See? A lady after my heart.

Ah, isn't that terrific? Oh. I hope they taste as good as they look.

Jamie, you've been awful quiet through dinner.

- Are you feeling all right? - Yes, I'm fine. Thank you.

You're not having second thoughts about moving in, are you?

Oh, no, no. Of course not, Cliff. I'm sorry.

It's just that Jack came to see me this afternoon.

- It was quite a shock. - He's in town?

- Who's Jack? - My brother.

I haven't seen him in years, and while I was packing...

he just walked into my apartment.

Just like that? He just appeared? No call, no...?

Well, he probably heard about the fight for Ewing Oil.

- He wants his share. - I don't know. He never mentioned it.

Well, why else would he be in town, huh? I mean, our court date's next week.

Well, I wouldn't put it past him.

Jack's lived by his wits for as long as I can remember.

He's a natural-born con artist.

Yeah, well, did he talk about Jason's copy of the document dividing up Ewing Oil?

- No. - Oh.

Well, he's gotta know about it.

Maybe he read about it in the papers. He didn't say.

Heck, I didn't know about it till after Daddy died.

By that time, Jack was long gone. Even before he left, we never spoke much.

I think I ought to talk to him.

Well, I don't know how to get ahold of him. And even if I did, I wouldn't want to.

You don't even know where he's staying?

Cliff, can't you see she's really upset? Take it easy.

I see she's upset.

I just don't want any surprises at the last minute.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Good morning, Lucy. Are you having breakfast?

No, maybe I'll have a little something on the plane.

You look like you could fly to Atlanta without the plane.

I know.

I keep telling myself not to make such a big deal out of seeing Mitch again.

I mean, after all, we are divorced, but I can't help it.

You've both had a chance to mature since then.

Yeah, but that doesn't mean we'll get along any better now than we did before.

- What broke you up, anyhow? - Money. I had too much of it.

Well, he's a very successful doctor now, isn't he?

Yes, he is.

Maybe things will be different, then.

- Hmm. I better go. Bye. - Bye, Lucy.

Say, Lucy, I understand you're going to Atlanta to see Mitch.

- That's right. - Well, good luck, honey.

Thanks.

Say, Clayton, uh...

We haven't had a chance to talk since our little dispute the other night.

That's right, we haven't.

I want to apologize. I was very rude and I'm sorry.

I was worried about my little boy and my marriage.

- And I obviously talked out of turn. - Well, I accept that, J.R.

But I think it's Sue Ellen you should apologize to.

Yes, well, I agree.

Well, I've tried, but she won't listen to me.

She won't pay any attention to me. Here I am, involved in the fight of my life...

I need a wife to stand by me, and I don't have one.

You should have thought about that a long time ago.

Yes, I guess I really should have.

I mean, she just kept putting me down, putting me down.

Till finally, I just turned and walked out of the room.

I felt I no longer had to listen to that. I no longer felt dependent.

How do you feel now, Carrie? You feel like your own person?

I do.

Anyone else wanna share an experience with the group?

I came very close to starting to drink again.

My husband and I had a fight.

I mean...

I have a drinking problem, but it's been under control for a long time now.

But I know that I can't drink.

- And then he attacked me. - Attacked you? How?

He accused me of being an unfit mother, and I wasn't.

My son was ill, but his grandmother was there to take care of him.

Besides, the illness came on very suddenly, so I couldn't really have known, anyway.

I was here, trying to get myself better.

And then, in front of the whole family, he, uh...

He accused me of being unfit and he left the room.

I was near the bar and there was liquor there.

And I was so depressed.

But I didn't drink.

It was so hard to resist, but I didn't drink.

How do you feel right now, Sue Ellen?

I feel pretty good, I think.

And I'm so grateful to be around some real friends.

Thank you.

Thank you. Hi, Christopher.

How you doing?

Come back. I've gotta finish dressing you.

Whoops. You're not dressed? You've gotta button your shirt.

- Come on, let Mama button your shirt. - Okay.

Oh, you look great.

You look tired, Bobby. Why don't I keep Christopher for the weekend?

Oh, no, I'm never too tired for him.

Sweetie, you put these things in your case, okay?

Pack everything up. There you go.

I know how much you've been through, what the trial took out of you.

And I still can't stop trying to get Jenna out.

- And I know you will. - I hope so.

I just left Charlie. She's taking it so hard.

Well, of course she is.

But she's trying to be real grown-up about it...

find a way to deal with it.

She even said she wants to go back to school.

Bobby, do you think that's a good idea?

Pam, if Charlie wants to go to school, I've gotta let her.

She needs activities, contact with people other than the family.

Especially with our family so upset all the time over the control of Ewing Oil.

I'm sorry.

I guess even I'm adding to your problems right now.

I think Cliff and Jamie would go through with this even without you.

Maybe, but I am committed to Cliff.

Listen, I wasn't gonna ask you to back out.

Thanks.

I have an idea.

Why don't we put everything aside for a while?

When you come tomorrow to drop off Christopher...

Come here, buddy. Oh.

I'll make you dinner.

- You don't have to go to that trouble. - Oh, but I want to.

We haven't had a chance to just be together for a long time.

All right. I'd like that.

- You ready to go? - Yes.

- Okay, we'll see you tomorrow. - All right.

Tomorrow.

- Hello. - Hi, it's J.R. Ewing here.

Yeah, I know.

Well, you said you wanted a speedy answer. I'd about given up on you.

Well, you didn't, so I guess you're interested.

Well, I'm interested in talking to you.

Talking isn't gonna win the fight for Ewing Oil.

Do we have a deal?

My brothers and I would like to meet you tomorrow. Say, my office, 10:00?

- On Sunday? - Yeah. You got a problem?

No, no, not at all.

- Then it's all set. - All right, J.R.

You won't regret this.

Hmm.

And neither will I.

- Hi. - Hello, Mitch.

You look beautiful.

Thank you.

May I get you something from the bar?

Um, yeah, I'll have a vodka tonic, please.

- I'm fine. - Would you like me to leave the menus?

- Later, please. - Yes, sir.

- Well, I'm really surprised. - Why? That I came here?

That you wrote me, that you flew down here, everything.

We haven't seen each other in a long time.

Things change.

I thought it would be nice to catch up on what you've been doing.

I know. That's what you said in the letter.

You mean I'm repeating myself?

Don't tell me we've run out of conversation already.

Hardly. Ha-ha.

How's your family? I've heard there's been some serious problems.

My family's the same as always.

Grandma's married to a really nice man now.

His name is Clayton Farlow. And, uh, what else...?

Well, Bobby... Bobby's had a lot of heartache lately.

- I know about Jenna Wade. - Yeah?

How's Afton and your mama doing? Are they both okay?

- They're fine. - Good.

Thank you.

Well, Mitch, it seems like we've talked about everyone else but us.

Well, it's just strange seeing you after all this time.

I know.

I hope you didn't have to break a date or anything.

As a matter of fact, I did.

Oh.

But I told her I was seeing you. She didn't like it, but she accepted it.

I should have realized there were other women in your life.

You're very attractive. You're a successful doctor.

Well, what about you, Lucy? Is there a special man?

Well, there was someone, but that's over now.

Well, I'm glad you're here. Atlanta's a terrific city.

I wanna show you around.

You're gonna stay here for a few days, aren't you?

I'll see.

Maybe we ought to order dinner now.

Did this guy say what time he was gonna get here?

Mm-hm. Ten o'clock. He's only a couple of minutes late.

- Did you leave word with the guard? - Well, of course I did.

- Hello, anybody home? - We're in here.

Good morning.

Mm, got any more of that stuff?

Help yourself.

Well, it's nice of you guys to invite me out on a Sunday.

Apparently, you're not real regular church-going folk.

Let's just get down to business.

Well, I figured that's why you were here, because you were ready to accept my deal.

- I think we still have to talk about that. - Oh?

Now, as I understand your proposition...

it calls for 10 percent ownership of Ewing Oil.

- Right. J.R.: All right, we're ready to make a deal.

A cash deal.

No piece of the company and no ownership.

And no deal.

Wait a minute, you don't understand.

This fight with Cliff Barnes is not just over money and control of the company.

Ewing Oil was given to us by our daddy. It's a family business.

Like I was telling you at the Oil Baron's Club...

nobody but a Ewing will ever own a piece of Ewing Oil.

Well, yes, I can understand that, and I can go along with it.

Good. Then the deal is straight cash.

No.

No, the deal is that nobody but a Ewing will own Ewing Oil.

Let me introduce myself, cousins.

I'm Jack Ewing, Jason's son.

Jack Ewing?

- Jamie's brother? - Absolutely.

There's nothing like the smell of money to get the relatives out of the woodwork.

Why didn't you tell me this the other night?

Well, because I wanted your brothers around when I did.

Dealing alone with you, J.R., is a little risky.

That reputation of yours reaches all the way to the Yukon.

Do you have any way of proving who you are?

My passport.

I've got plenty of other identification, uh...

Although the easiest thing to do would be to call my sister Jamie.

Of course, she can't stand the sight of me right now.

Jamie said you split five years ago. Where you been?

- All over the world. JACK: Well, that doesn't matter now.

What matters is that with me as a partner, the company keeps the name Ewing Oil.

Nobody can change it to Ewing-Barnes, or worse, Barnes-Ewing.

All right.

If you are who you say you are, I'm prepared to do business with you.

- Bobby, Ray? - All right.

I'll go along with it if your information helps us win the case.

- No win, no 10 percent. - Agreed.

Now, talk to us.

Well, some time back, my daddy and I had a real falling-out.

Things got real rough in Alaska.

I guess you Texas boys don't know too much about hardship unless you've tried...

roughnecking out in the Alaska oil fields.

Even little Jamie used to work 10-, 12-hour shifts, no school.

All the while I was growing up, my daddy would boast to me...

about this document he had giving him ownership of one-third of Ewing Oil.

But he never said anything to Jamie when she was around, just to me.

So finally, after we'd all been out of work for about six months...

I got him aside and faced him down and I said:

"The hell with this independence bull, let's

just get the one-third that belongs to us."

- Mm? Then what happened? - Nothing.

At first.

But I kept after him.

Finally one night, he was drinking real heavy...

and Daddy told me the whole story.

The Dallas Ewings own Ewing Oil. He didn't have a claim on any part of it.

And Digger Barnes?

Same with Digger. No claim.

All right, where's the proof?

Well, now, when we all put our signatures on a legal document...

giving me 10 percent of Ewing Oil, I'll take you to that proof.

Donna?

- Yes? - Oh.

Would you rather be alone?

No.

Are you feeling all right? You hardly touched your dinner.

Oh, I...

I just wasn't hungry, I guess. Got a lot of things on my mind.

Well, I'm a good listener.

I've been thinking.

Things cannot go on the way they are between Ray and me.

I feel like my life is at a complete standstill.

Well, you both needed a cooling-off period.

No, we've passed that.

I love him, Miss Ellie. I always will.

But I don't think I can ever live with him again.

I mean, we seem to be at odds over everything.

And I think back and I remember everything was fine...

until I started being successful in my work.

The reason that I dropped out of politics is because it made Ray uncomfortable.

And then my books.

I think that was the hardest time for him.

Especially when they hit the bestseller list.

Now we have the oil field.

I always thought that Ray was a success in his own way.

But I guess he never accepted that.

Well, I thought that part of the reason Ray loved you...

was because you are so capable.

I thought that for a while too.

You know, Miss Ellie...

I like being capable.

I don't want to have to be ashamed of it.

Oh, Donna, there must be some compromise.

A solution.

I've thought about all the alternatives.

There only seems to be one solution.

You...

You don't mean a divorce?

Yes, I guess that's what I mean.

I'm just not sure that I'm ready to face that yet.

- Well, is Christopher asleep? - Finally.

He's always so excited after a weekend with his daddy.

Sometimes it takes him a lot longer than this to settle down.

- I'm sorry, I didn't know. - Well, it's fine.

I wouldn't deprive him of the pleasure of being with you.

Dinner was terrific. You went all out, didn't you?

Well, I never had much opportunity to cook when we lived at Southfork.

- Well, I appreciate it now. - Well, the pleasure was mine.

You know, when we were married, I was Pamela Barnes-Ewing.

And now there's going to be a Ewing-Barnes.

- What? - Cliff's going to marry Jamie.

Cliff's...

- When did they decide this? - Just a couple of days ago.

I'm sorry, Pam, I know how you feel about Cliff.

Despite the problems we're having with Jamie right now...

I think she's a fine young woman.

Are you sure this isn't just another one of Cliff's manipulations...

to get control of Ewing Oil?

I really think they care about each other.

Well, I hope so. For her sake, I hope so.

- Want some more? - No, thanks.

You know, right now, I can't help but think about all those times we talked...

about moving away from Southfork.

It is peaceful here.

I think things would have worked out differently for us...

if we'd gotten away from the Ewing family.

And if I hadn't gotten so involved in the company.

Well, after J.R. was shot, nothing was ever the same, was it?

You and I were on our way to California.

And then the family found us and asked us to come back.

And I took over control of the company until J.R. got better.

And after that, you never got the company out of your blood.

I guess not.

We could have gotten a house of our own. I think it would have been better for us.

Well, we shouldn't sit around here and play what might have been.

No.

- It's late. I'd better be going. - I guess so.

- Pam, I'm sorry, I... - No. No, no.

- Good night. - Good night.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

- Ready for school, Charlie? - I think so.

If things get difficult for you, we'll get you a tutor.

I'm gonna be all right.

John Ross, you've hardly touched your breakfast.

I'm not real hungry, Mama.

- Are you feeling sick again? - I think so.

You don't have a test today at school, do you?

No.

You haven't had a fight with anyone, have you?

No.

You feel a little warm.

Maybe you should stay home from school.

Oh, I'm sorry, John Ross.

But I want to ride to Charlie's school with her to see that she's okay.

Tell you what, John Ross. I'll take Charlie to school, talk to her teacher.

There won't be any problems.

Thanks, Mr. Farlow.

We're family now. Don't you worry about a thing.

- Come on, sweetheart. Let's go upstairs. - Okay, Mama.

- Yes, Phyllis? - Bobby, Lieutenant Spaulding is here.

Send him in. Thank you.

Lee, what a surprise.

I got some interesting news. I wanted to tell you about it.

- Well, come on in. Sit down. - Thank you.

- Is this about Schumann? - Yup.

They've come up with a lead. Andr� Schumann was spotted in Brussels.

Do they have him in custody?

Well, no. Someone saw him leaving a restaurant, getting into a car.

- You mean they lost him? - The police know where he's staying.

They're very confident they can pick up his trail again.

Lee, if they arrest him in Belgium, it could take months to get him back here.

Well, one step at a time, Bobby. I think it looks very promising.

Good. Listen, why don't we go downstairs and get some breakfast?

I've been here since the crack of dawn.

- Good idea. - Okay.

Just a minute. Yes, Phyllis?

There's a call on line two for the lieutenant.

- Okay. - Thank you.

Yeah, Spaulding.

Yeah. Okay, I'll be right there.

Bobby, I'm awfully sorry, I've gotta run. Listen, we're gonna solve this case.

- We're gonna get Jenna out of jail. - Thank you.

When you two get married, I want an invite to the wedding.

You got it.

- I thought you were getting into bed. - I am in bed.

But you're supposed to be in your pajamas and under the covers.

Mama, I'm okay.

- Does anything hurt? - No.

You still have a fever. I think we should see the doctor.

I don't wanna go to the doctor. I feel a lot better.

I think I can go to school.

Okay.

No doctor, but no school either. We'll see how you feel tomorrow.

Tomorrow, I'll be fine. I think I'll play with my train later.

Well, you don't seem to be too sick.

I'm gonna go off to my group at the institute.

If you need anything, you call Grandma, okay?

- I will. - Okay.

I'll see you later. I love you.

I love you too.

Bye.

Billings, the leak has been fixed!

And here is my report from the crew in the Gulf.

The report hadn't reached my office by the time I left this morning.

- Well, here, take mine. - Oh, no, Mr. Barnes. Oh, no.

You know the regulations.

All documentation on repairs must be sent

to the Energy Commission via certified mail.

I don't believe it.

You're talking about certified mail, I'm losing millions in the Gulf!

If everything is in order, you're gonna be able to pump oil again soon.

I don't see why this meeting needs to turn into a shouting match.

How soon?

How soon what?

How soon will I be allowed to open 340 again?!

As soon as the documents reach my office.

And we conduct an investigation to verify your report.

- And how long will that take? - We'll move as expeditiously as possible.

- An hour, a day, a week, how long? - It's a very big tract.

- It's a very small leak. - We can't be too careful, Mr. Barnes.

I'm sure you remember that last oil spill and the damage it did to our beaches.

The inspection will take as long as necessary.

It could take months. This meeting, I'm afraid, is over.

Bureaucrat.

Any luck with those phone calls?

No. I called every hotel in the Dallas phone book.

There's not a Jack Ewing registered.

I checked with my buddy at the phone company and he has no listing either.

Maybe he's staying with a friend or subletting a place.

I think it's time I got ahold of a private detective.

Because I have to talk to Jack Ewing before J.R. does.

Well, Jack, does that satisfy you?

Well, everything seems fine. Of course, I'm no lawyer.

I can assure you that this agreement is clear and aboveboard.

Once it's signed...

J.R. and Bobby will then each own only 30 percent of Ewing Oil.

And Miss Ellie, Ray, Gary and Jack will each own 10 percent of the company...

provided the information that Jack supplies firmly establishes...

that Cliff Barnes and Jamie Ewing have no legal claim to Ewing Oil.

And that Daddy was the sole owner and had the right to pass the company to us.

That's correct.

Well, I'm ready to sign if you guys are.

Are you sure you can prove those papers that Cliff and Jamie have are phony?

Oh, not phony. Just not valid.

Jock Ewing owned Ewing Oil.

All right, let's sign it.

Bobby.

J.R.

All right, Jack. You got your agreement.

Where's the proof?

I don't have it with me.

But I'm gonna arrange for you to meet the gentleman who does, Wallace Windham.

- How much is he gonna hold us up for? - This sounds a little like a con job.

Now, take it easy. Wally doesn't need your money.

But when you meet him, treat him with a little respect and dignity.

He's the man who will prove that you really do own Ewing Oil.

- Well, where is he? - Patience.

I will let you know very shortly.

Grandma!

Grandma!

Grandma!

- John Ross. - Ow.

- John Ross, what's the matter? - Ow.

Oh...

Ray, it's John Ross.

- What's the matter? - I don't know.

- Clayton, you better get the car ready. - Yeah, sure.

We'd better get him to emergency, Miss Ellie.

- Oh, what happened? - I don't know. The boy's in a lot of pain.

- He keeps losing consciousness. - We'll take care of him.

- Bob. - I wanna go with him.

Of course.

Will you stop at the desk? They need some information.

Yes, of course.

- What is the child's name? - John Ross Ewing.

- Are you a relative? - Yes, I'm married to his grandmother.

I hope he's gonna be all right.

- Hi. - Hi, Jackie, is Cliff in?

- We have a lunch date. - Sure.

- Cliff? - Yes.

- Jamie's here. - Send her in.

Great, thanks.

Hi, Cliff. I hope I'm not interrupting.

Nope. It's okay.

Great. Well, you ready to go?

Uh, yeah. Uh, yeah...

But I'm waiting for a call from this detective and I think he's out to lunch.

What's wrong? What detective?

I think it'd be a good idea to get ahold of your brother.

You haven't seen him, have you?

No, but why would you wanna talk to Jack?

Well, he's involved in this fight for Ewing Oil, you know.

Well, we have the documents that prove that the company was owned...

by my daddy, Digger and Jock.

- Jack can't change that. - No, he can't...

but he can change the percentages.

- What do you mean? What percentages? - You see, Jack is your father's heir too.

So you and he are entitled to a third of Ewing Oil.

I know. So?

When you break that down, he's gonna control a sixth of the company.

Now, if he decides to throw in with Bobby and J.R., then the odds for control change.

You know, until he showed up, you and I stood to own two-thirds.

I mean, we'd control it.

But now that he's in the picture, why, everything's up in the air.

That's why I have to get ahold of him, to convince him to join forces with us.

But, Cliff, I've never been concerned with who controls Ewing Oil.

The main reason why I got into this thing...

was because Jock Ewing wronged my daddy...

- and I wanna make things right. - Oh, me too.

If Jack is entitled to one-sixth of the company...

and we win the fight, then he'll get it.

Oh, definitely. Oh, yes, yes. Yeah, fair is fair.

I mean, our daddies' honor, that is the most important thing.

- You do believe that, don't you? - As much as you do.

Good, I'm glad.

Uh...

I think we should skip lunch.

- What did you have in mind? - Ha-ha-ha.

Yeah, that's a good idea, but I was thinking of something else.

Like what?

I think we should go get a marriage license.

I don't wanna wait any longer for you.

Oh, Cliff...

What's the matter with him, doctor?

Well, he's suffering tenderness and rigidity

in the lower right quadrant of his abdomen.

In short, John Ross has very clear symptoms of appendicitis.

The appendix could rupture at any minute.

- That means surgery, Dr. Welles. - Yes, I recommend it immediately.

Yeah, and I think we ought to transfer these two fields...

into one of the dummy corporations.

We might not have to go through this if Jack comes up with the proof.

- I don't wanna take a chance. Do you? - No, I don't. I agree with you.

- Yeah, Sly? - Your mother is on line one.

Oh, all right.

- Hello, Mama. - J.R.

Clayton, Ray and I are at Braddock Emergency.

- What's the matter? - We brought John Ross here a while ago.

- John Ross? - He's in surgery now. Appendicitis.

All right. I'm on my way.

Something the matter with John Ross? He sick?

- He's in surgery. Appendix. - What hospital is he at? I'll follow you.

Braddock Emergency.

Yeah, Sly?

Lieutenant Spaulding is on line two for you.

Thank you.

- Hello, Lee. - Bobby.

They spotted Andr� Schumann getting off a plane at Kennedy Airport in New York.

- Did they pick him up? - No. He's traveling with a woman.

They're not sure who she is. They've got a tail on him now.

They're waiting for the right moment to grab him.

- Lee... - Don't worry, Bobby.

They're under strict orders to try and take him alive.

- Thank you. - Okey-doke. Bye-bye.

- I'm sorry to keep you waiting. - That's all right.

I just wanted to recheck one of your tests to make sure.

- Was there something wrong? - Oh, no, no, no.

You're in great shape. Wonderful shape.

I wish that all of my patients would take as good care of themselves as you do.

Well, what was the test that you had the problem with?

Well, there was no problem.

I just wanted to double-check to make sure that congratulations are in order.

- Harlan? - You're going to be a mother.

- Are you sure? - Sure, I'm sure.

I know that you and Ray have wanted a child for a long time.

Yes, we have. Oh...

I mean, you know, I should have known it.

All the signs were there, if I had just paid any attention.

Oh.

I guess I've just been under a lot of stress lately.

I think you'll just have to ease off on things now.

The last thing you need is stress.

- I guess so. - I know so.

And I think Ray will agree.

Is there something you're not telling me, Donna?

No.

Donna, please.

Ray and I have separated.

Oh.

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

I don't know how to tell him.

I know I can't keep it a secret, that wouldn't be fair, but...

Harlan, I don't want our marriage to be held together solely...

because of the baby.

Look, I'm sorry, I...

I don't mean to burden you with my problems.

No, Donna, that's all right. That's all right.

It's just a decision I have to make myself, isn't it?

You'll make the right choice, I know that.

Where's Miss Ellie?

I hope I didn't hold up dinner, but I stopped off...

to do a little shopping on the way home from the institute.

- Buy pretty things for yourself, did you? - Yes.

Do you object to that too?

Well, while you were out seeking help for your psyche...

and boosting the economy of the more fashionable boutiques of Dallas...

- your son was being rushed into surgery. - My God. What happened?

What happened was his mother wasn't around.

She didn't think it was necessary that he see a doctor.

J.R., I was with him and he seemed better.

Oh, really?

He was close to a ruptured appendix when Mama and Clayton got him to the hospital.

He could have died, Sue Ellen.

You're a totally unfit mother.

- J.R., stop, wait! - He doesn't need you, Sue Ellen.

He'd be a lot better with you out of his life.

- We'd all be better off. - Where is he?

Stop!

Braddock Emergency? Is John Ross Ewing there?

He's my son. He just had surgery.

How is he?

Serious?

Well, can I talk to the doctor?

I'm coming right over.

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