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What do you hope\Nto get out of all this?

My place in my family.

My place in my\Ncompany. My name, son.

You're not even married.

And already sounds of Bobby\NEwing
coming out of your mouth.

I'm resigning as\Nyour personal banker.

Everybody's gonna\Nrendezvous.
Charges will be set.

And 24 hours later, it's gonna\Nlook
like the Fourth of July.

You were told to get off this\Nranch.
Get off and stay off.

ELLIE: Look,\NClayton, please, no.

He might walk with\Neverything that was Jack's.

- Including Ewing Oil?
\N- Everything that was Jack's.

Morning.

Sue Ellen.

And did we sleep well?

What kind of a dumb\Nquestion is that?

You mean, you didn't rest better\Nknowing
your daddy's back in your life?

Have you been lacing your\Ncoffee
already this morning?

That con man is not\Nmy daddy, you know it.

He did have Jock's things\Nand
from what he told...

I don't give a damn\Nwhat he told anybody.

Every word out of that\Nman's mouth is a lie.

He wants to get his\Nhands on Ewing money.

Theta you go. That's my JR.

Always afraid the world\Nwants
something you have.

What other reason would\Nhe have for being here?

He wants Ewing Oil,\Nthat's what he wants.

Did I fall asleep when Miss\NEllie
was talking last night?

Did she say that Jock\Nwanted Ewing Oil...?

Not Jock, Sue Ellen.

Parmalee or who\Nthe hell ever he is.

And, of course he\Ndidn't say that, but he will.

I'll bet everything\NI have on it.

- Good morning.\N- Morning.

Morning.

Well, there are some\Npoliticians who have...

one eye on, uh, legislation.

The other two eyes on\Ntheir election campaign.

And they read in the papers that\NCanada
can make a profit on $15 a barrel...

and the Persian Gulf\Nstates
at a fraction of that.

They don't understand why\NAmericans
should need tariffs...

to raise them up to 22.

It's because it costs more to produce\Na
barrel of oil here than anywhere else.

The prices are up\Nnow, and that's terrific.

When they go back\Ndown, we need protection...

and $22 a barrel\Nis a fair price.

What am I giving\Nyou a lecture for?

- You know as much about it as us.
\N- Because I'm playing devil's advocate.

It helps me sharpen\Nmy sales pitch.

Well, good. But I've\Ngot to take off now.

We're going to do a serious investigation\Nof Mr.
Parmalee's background today.

I think that's a good idea.

- Bye-bye, Mama.\N- Bye.

BOBBY: You keep punching, champ.
\NWe're almost at the end of round one.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Coming.

Cliff, Jack's here.

CLIFF: Okay.

JAMIE: Hi.\N- Hey, kiddo.

[CHUCKLING]

- How you doing?\N- I'm good, thanks.

- How are you?\N- Great.

- Good to see you.\N- Thanks.

Come on in the kitchen. I
still\Nhave something on the stove.

You know, the most amazingly\Ndepressing
thing happened to me yesterday.

- Oh?\N- Mm-hm.

Right after you left the pool...

my ex-wife showed up.

Jack, you never told me\Nthat you were married.

Well, on my achievement\Nscale
of about one to 10...

didn't seem to register.

Well, obviously it did for her if
she\Nwent to the trouble of looking you up.

Maybe she's still\Nin love with you.

[LAUGHING]

No, I don't think so.

April has one love in her life\Nand
she's very, very faithful to it.

- Money.\N- Hm.

Yup, she looked me up\Nbecause
she read somewhere...

that I got a piece of Ewing\NOil,
and she wants half of it.

Can she get it?

Well, I made a few\Nmistakes when I left her.

Like letting he! take\Ncare of the divorce.

Evidently, she batted her\Neyes
to the judge a few times.

And he made\Nher a little present.

Like 50 percent of\Nmy income for a while.

You've gotta be kidding.

Hm, I wish.

I mean, 50 percent, it kills me.

She's not entitled\Nto damn plug nickel.

New, Jack, she was your wife.

Wife? If I gave you a dollar\Nfor
every time she cooked...

it wouldn't buy you enough\Ngas to reach Demon.

I don't think you have\Nto worry about that.

Ewing Oil doesn't look like\Nit'll
be showing any profits.

Of course Cliff did just
gave\Nyou an awful lot of money.

It'd serve you right it\Nshe took half of that.

All right, let's not get\Ninto
that again and we...

Ah, good morning.

Oh, perfect. Breakfast\Nis ready. Let's sit down.

Hi, Jack. I'm glad\Nyou came over.

JACK: Thank you, Cliff.

Keep on talking. Don't\Nlet me interrupt you.

No. No, it's all\Nright. Not important.

I'm gonna get some\Nbreakfast
and go to the office.

I have a feeling that today
is\Ngonna be one of those days...

where everything\Nstarts coming together...

my way.

J.R.: Well, what did he\Nsay? GORDON: Not a lot.

B.D. Calhoun never does.

But I got the impression that\Nhe
wasn't turned off by your idea.

Good. I wanna get going\Nand
do something about this...

before the American\Noil industry goes under.

You know. I was reading\Nin the trade paper...

320 independent oil\Ncompanies
filed for bankruptcy...

and that's just last month.

I don't see the\NArabs shutting down.

[PHONE BUZZES]

- Yeah? WOMAN:\NJ.
R., Bobby just came in.

- You said you wanted to
see him?\N- Yeah, ask him in, would you?

My little brother is\Ngonna be joining us.

He's a funny kind of guy.

He doesn't always appreciate\Nthe
way I handle things.

I think we'll just keep this\NCalhoun
business to ourselves.

- Fine by me.\N- He doesn't
have to know about it.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

J.R: Yeah, come in. BOBBY: J.R?

Say, Bob. I want you\Nto meet a friend of mine.

- Garrett Gordon.\N- How do you do?

GORDON: Bobby.\N- He has
an interesting background.

He was with the Central\NIntelligence Agency.

- Oh, is that so?\N- Yeah.

Well, I'm retired now.

I thought he'd be more helpful\Non
this Parmalee business...

than, well, say, a local\Ndetective
who only knows Dallas.

Where did you operate\Nwhen you were active?

Well, they liked to\Nmove us around a lot.

Knows South America\Nlike the back of his hand.

Oh, good.

I worked out of a couple of\NAmerican
embassies down there.

I gave him everything we\Nknow
about that impersonator.

Which is not very\Nmuch, I'm afraid.

He could start with that\Nranch up in Colorado.

And then work backwards\Ndown
through South America.

You sure you never\Nsaw him before?

From what your brother tells me,
\Nhe had to have known your father.

Well, he had Daddy's\Nthings, so we assume that.

Now the important thing is he knew\Nwhat
Daddy told me up at Lake Takapa.

And you have no idea of how.

No, I can't imagine.

Well, we'll do our\Nbest to find out.

I'm counting on it.

- So long.\N- Nice to meet you.

JR.

Oh, listen, Bob.

Uh, I made an appointment\Nwith Harv Smithfield.

Later on this afternoon,\NI'd like you to join.

What's it about?

Well, I don't know about you...

but as far as I'm concerned...

Parmalee has a gun at our heads.

And I'm gonna make\Nsure it's not loaded.

[SIGHS]

- Good morning, Jackie. My sister in yet?\N- Yes.

Call up Jordan Lee on the phone.

- Make an appointment for lunch.\N- Today?

[CHUCKLES]

At the Oil Baron's\NClub, that will do fine.

- Good morning,\NPam. PAM: Morning.

- Uh, I was wondering...\N- Oh.

- What...?\N- Here it is.

Great. Oh, that's great,\N$2 million.
That's just great.

Well, now Jordan promises me...

that this will protect the\N$11
million we've put in.

I've already put in.

What? Oh, yeah, well,\Nyeah.
But you did it for me.

- And I appreciate that.\N-
Good, because I'm not doing it again.

- Yeah, what?\N- I'm resigning
as your personal banker.

Wait. Wait a minute.

No, you wait a minute.

When was the last time you\Nconsulted
me about anything?

Asked my advice or even\Nlistened
to a suggestion?

Oh, boy, I knew it. You're\Nnot
even married yet...

and already sounds of Bobby\NEwing
coming out of your mouth.

Oh, you think so? Well,
\Nyou just shut up about Bobby.

Next time you bite the\Nhand that feeds you...

- it's gonna slap you down.\N- That feeds me?

Supports you, puts a\Nsafety net under you...

Oh, if you weren't my brother.

Pam, what has gotten into you?

I've been doing a\Nlot of thinking lately.

Especially since I saw\Nhow
badly you treat Jamie.

It's appalling. But\Nyou know something?

It's no different than\Nyou treat anybody else.

Including me.

You don't want anything\Nfrom me, do you, Cliff?

Just my money.

In case Barnes-Wentworth\Ncollapses.

Pam, I'm shocked.

Oh, take your 2 million,
and\Nshore up your deal with Jordan Lee.

But don't come back here,\Nbecause
I'm not giving you any more.

Here's the belt\Nbuckle. And the letters.

But what gets to me is that
he\Nknows things about this family...

that only Daddy could know.
\NBOBBY: Or that he heard.

J.R.: What can he do\Nwith it? BOBBY: Nothing.

I tell you, this man is not Daddy.
\NThere's nothing he can do legally.

Is that right, Harv?

We're governed here by\Nthe
laws of Braddock County.

Now, normally. There's
a\Nseven-year waiting period...

before a missing person\Ncan be declared dead.

Now, at the time\Nof Jack's hearing...

he'd been gone for\Nless than two years...

and there was no\Nbody ever found.

Now, it someone should come\Nalong
to contest the court's decision...

- it's possible he could have a case.
\N- You gotta be out of your mind.

The law works in\Nmysterious ways.

Are you telling me some\Nguy can just walk in...?

Bobby, he'd have to\Nhave proof, of course.

The court would wanna\Nknow where he's been.

His medical history would\Nhave
to match up with Jack's.

- There's a matter of fingerprints.
\N- The man doesn't have fingerprints.

Conveniently burned off.

Well, there are other things.

Look, I don't specialize in this\Nkind
of law so I could be wrong.

All I'm trying to say, though...

is I think J.R. is right
to\Ntake this threat seriously.

The man is not Daddy.

I don't say he is. I couldn't.

But you've gotta\Nunderstand one thing.

Reality and the law are\Nsometimes
different things.

And it this man could convince\Nthe
court that he's your daddy...

he might walk away with\Neverything
that was Jack's.

Including Ewing Oil?

Everything that was Jack's.

Call and get more of those little\Nsocks
with the little frills on top.

Pick up (he pace.
We\Nhave 3 kn 01 orders.

[PHONE RINGS]

We gotta get them\Nall out today, hurry.

Hello. Yes, Ben?

Uh, all right, let me\Njust check on them.

Yes, let me check\Non it, all right.

Cynthia? I got Georgette's\Nboutique on the line.

What happened to that\Nred-
tasseled teaser we sent them?

- We didn't send them. They're here.
\N- Supposed to go out three days ago!

Tomorrow, Bert, guaranteed.
\NThey're already on the trucks.

Ben, when I say guaranteed,
\Nthat is a promise. Okay, goodbye.

- Hi.\N- Uh, yeah.

Oh, hi.

[PHONE RINGS]

Cynthia, will you get\Nthat other line, please?

Lady, you are killing me.

What are you talking about?

In the last two weeks...

I've sold more products than I\Ndid
in four years in this business.

I can't handle it.

- You're not complaining.
\N- It should go on forever.

This place turned into a circus.

I already hired on more help.
I\Ngotta find myself a new space.

I never dreamed it'd get so big.

Frankly, neither did I.

You know what my\Nproblem is? Supply.

See this stack of orders, it goes\Nup
to the ceiling. I cannot fill them.

You can manage.

I don't know. I got a call\Nin
to every manufacturer...

in the south and southwest.

Really? Well you better pick up the\Nphone
and call the rest of the country.

Because, um, things are\Nonly
going to get better.

VALENTINE: Lady...

you sure know how to pick them.

It's a family talent.

MAN 1: My, my, my.\NShe can go right up here.

MAN 2: Mighty fine.\N- Mighty fine.

[CAR HORN HONKING]

You go get the\Nfront. I'll put this up.

MAN 1: How do you do, sir?

Fill it up, unleaded.

Check oil and water?

Yeah, you might as well.\NYou got a soda machine?

Sod... Yeah, right through\Nthere,
and to your left, sir.

Oh, God.

Oh, ain't she something?

I'd give anything to\Nget my arms around her.

Yeah, I bet she\Nwould, you little lowlife.

Have a little respect for women.

Hey, what are you doing?

Buy yourself a book, learn how to\Nread
instead of looking at this trash.

MAN 1: Anything else for you, sir?\N- No, here.

- I'll get that change for you.
\N- I don't need any change.

- Dora Mae. DORA MAE:\NGood afternoon, Mr. Lee.

- Cliff Barnes get here yet?
\N- Yes, I'll take you right over.

Cliff? Sorry I'm late.

Couldn't break out\Nof my last meeting.

CLIFF: I just got here.

I'll have a bourbon\Nand branch, please.

Cassie will bring it right over.

Well.

I was glad to hear from you.

I guess you talked to Pam.

No, actually, I didn't.

You didn't ask her\Nfor the 2 million?

I'll tell you, without that, you stand\Na
chance of losing your investment.

That will mean $11\Nmillion down the drain.

Well, if I do, it's your fault.

- My fault?\N- That's right.

You talked me into it. You told\Nme
it was a no-lose situation.

I never said that.

I said it was a\Ngood deal, and it is.

Yeah, so good that sister\Nis
about to lose $11 million?

Talk to her, Cliff.

Pam is an intelligent\Nwoman, she'll understand.

No. Nope. I've thought\Nlong and hard about it.

Good conscience, I can't ask\Nher
to fill good money after bad.

Listen, I resent that attitude.

What I got you into was a\Nprime
situation, and it still is.

All right, then you buy me out.

Well, I'll do it the second it
I\Nhad the cash just to get rid of you.

I know somebody interested.

- Who?\N- Marilee Stone.

Great. Talk to her.

Tell her I'm ready to\Nsell,
75 cents on the dollar.

If it were me, I wouldn't\Ngive
one red cent over 50.

Forget it, Cassie. I'm leaving.

I'll tell you\Nsomething else, Cliff.

That's the last deal you'll\Never
get involved in with me.

Hey, at your rate of\Nreturn,
I certainly hope so.

Charlie, come on. I\Nhave to get to the shop.

Oh, no.

What on Earth do\Nyou think you're doing?

You get back in that house\Nand
take that paint off now.

But all the girls wear makeup.

I don't care about\Nall the other girls.

I care about you.

You don't care about anything.

[SIGHS]

Are you all right?

Oh, it's this constant fighting.
I\Ndon't know what to do with her.

She's getting worse and\Nworse.
It's making me sick.

The doctor took some\Ntests the other day.

He thinks I might\Nbe getting an ulcer.

No.

I don't know where you\Ntwo were headed now.

But the reason I stopped by...

was to see if Charlie'd like
to\Ncome and ride Darius for a while.

Oh, I don't think so, Ray.

Why not?

She told me this\Nmorning she hates Darius.

She hates Southfork, and\Nshe
never wants to ride again.

She's just hurting real bad.

She's still feeling\Na lot of pain.

One thing I'll\Nguarantee you, though...

is she does not hate\Nthat horse of hers.

I've been thinking.

What if we moved Darius...

from Southfork over\Nto my new place?

That way, you could come over\Nand
see her anytime you wanted to.

And neither one of you would have\Nto
face any of the rest of the family.

Oh, I don't know, Ray.

Why not?

Maybe it'd help take a\Nlittle
of that tension out.

Well, it's worth a try.

- Anything is worth a try.\N- Good.

I'm gonna go first thing
in\Nthe morning and do it myself.

You're a lovely man, Ray.

If I were Donna, I'd watch out.

[RAY CHUCKLES]

Thanks.

My pleasure. Yeah.

- See you tomorrow, Sly.\N- Bye-bye.

- Good night, ladies.\NPHYLLIS: Good night, J.R.

Say, Sly. What's the word\Non
that lingerie company...

I asked you to look into?

I got the address for you but\NI'm
trying to find out who owns it.

- Keep on it, will\Nyou? SLY: Yes, sir.

Excuse me. I'm\Nlooking for Jack Ewing.

You mean JR. Ewing?

No, Jack Ewing.

He owns a piece of Ewing Oil, and\NI
thought he might be working here.

You're right. He does
own\Na piece of this company.

But he doesn't have\Nanything to do with it.

- Who are you?\N- I'm
just an old friend of Jack's.

I heard about his good fortune,
\Nand I wanted to congratulate him.

Uh-huh. Well, his good fortune starts\Nthe
day he gets out of my company.

I'm J.R. Ewing.

April Stevens.

Well, April. If you're\Nreally
a good friend of his...

you might tell him that that piece
he's\Nholding is not gonna do him any good.

Really? I'd have thought\N10
percent of Ewing Oil...

would do a person a lot of good.

You know about that\Npercentage, do you?

He was in all the papers.

Oh, I see. Well, I guess\Nif
you read about that...

you also read that we're right
in\Nthe middle of a huge price slump.

And it's tearing\Nthis industry apart.

Are you telling me that Ewing\NOil's
having financial difficulties?

Well, every independent in\NAmerica
is having financial difficulties.

But Ewing Oil is\Nsuch a huge company.

Mm. Let me give you a little\Nlesson
in economics, huh?

You see, the bigger the\Ncompany,
the bigger the debt.

And I don't care if you\Ngot a billion dollars...

if your debt is a billion and\None.
You're losing money.

A billion dollars?

You'd have to be very\Nrich
to owe a billion dollars.

Yes.

Well, I don't know how\Nclose you are to Jack.

But like I said before, you\Nmight
explain a few things to him.

It could save us\Nall a lot of trouble.

Good night, J.R.

Uh-huh. Yeah. Night, Sly.

Good evening, Miss Ellie.

How dare you come\Nback here again?

No. Oh, no.

Don't do that.

I've been hanging\Naround out here for hours.

Not knowing if you'd\Ncome out, hoping you would.

Hoping you'd be alone.

What is it you want?

Just to see you, Ellie.

I can't tell you how much I've missed\Nyou,
and now it's worse than ever.

I don't know what\Nyou're talking about.

I don't know you!

Ellie, you don't\Nknow how it was.

At first, not knowing who I was.

Or what I meant to\Nanybody in the world.

And then gradually\Nfinding out...

but then realizing...

that life had changed so much for\Nyou,
my showing up again might hurt you.

You are not Jock Ewing.

Believe me, I\Nwish that I weren't.

It'd be easier. But I am.

Am.

Since I saw you again...

and touched your hand\Nand
looked into your eyes...

you've been drawing\Nme like a magnet, Ellie.

Just like the time that Punk...

lent us his lodge down\Non the lake, remember?

For that second\Nhoneymoon I took you on.

- How do you...?\N- What?

Remember?

How could I forget?

You think it meant any\Nless
to me than it did to you?

Neither one of us\Nwere kids then, Ellie.

But it was like\Nwe were 18 again.

[SIGHS]

- My God.\N- What the hell are you doing here?

ELLIE: Clayton?\N- You were
told to get off this ranch.

- Now get off and stay off.
\NELLIE: No, Clayton, please, no.

Amongst the three of us...

you've got about the\Nleast
amount of rights here.

Don't talk to me about right...

Oh, no, wait. Clayton, no.

Miss Ellie...

I can't believe\Nyou can't see me.

Even through this\Nmask of a face.

CLAYTON: We see\Nthrough you, all right.

Get off this property. Now.

Please.

I've done lots of readings\Nsince
I've been alone.

Some of it in the Bible.

And there's a line in there\Nthat
says forgive them, Father...

Joy they know not what they do.

I forgive you, Ellie.

But it's hard.

Hi.

Uh, excuse me. Do you happen\Nto
know 391“ named Apr“ Stevens?

Yeah. She's in the\Nchaise by the waterfall.

CLIFF: Okay. Thank\Nyou. MAN: Okay.

Uh...

Excuse me, I'm Cliff Barnes.

And if you really stretch\Nthe
point, we're family.

Don't tell me. You're\NAdam, I'm Eve.

No. No.

You see, we are... 01 I\Nsay,
we were related, son of.

Because I just married Jamie Ewing,\Nand
you were married to her brother, Jack.

- I'm surprised Jack told you about me.
\N- He didn't.

You know, I just overheard\Nhim
talking about you to Jamie...

and I, uh...

started to ask around,
I\Nfound out where you lived.

Rushed right over to\Nwelcome me to Dallas.

Hey, with looks like yours
I'd\Ngo anywhere to welcome you.

I'm amazed that Jack let you go.

Come here for a reason\Nor
to watch me oil my legs?

No. I heard that you get 50\Npercent
of everything that Jack owns.

And Jack has\Nsomething that I want.

Really?

A little piece of Ewing Oil.

And I'd be willing to pay
you\Na lot of money for your half.

Interesting.

Well, I'm no expert.

But I was talking\Nto someone who is.

And he said that given the\Ncondition
of today's oil market...

that 10 percent wouldn't show\Na
profit for a long, long while.

So why are you willing\Nto pay me lots of money?

Because my interest in\NEwing
Oil is strictly personal.

And unlike you, I\Ncan wait for my profit.

Why unlike me?

Because I sense that\Nyou're a girl in a hurry.

Here's my card...

with my private office\Nnumber on there.

I want you to think it over.

Just came in to a\Nlot of extra money...

and I think we could\Ndo business together.

Stranger things have happened.

J.R.: Nervous?

CALHOUN: Why? Do I look nervous?

J.R.: Why the bodyguard?

CALHOUN: Jack, wait outside.

Okay, I'm gonna figure\Non 15, 20 men in all.

I'm gonna filter them\Ninto the country slowly.

- Not gonna look like us, are
they?\N- No, they're gonna look Arabic.

Most of them are\Ngonna fly into Riyadh...

and the port cities. New...

the fuel itself has\Nbeen my main problem.

It's right smack in\Nthe middle of a desert.

Yeah. Probably surrounded\Nby a small army too.

No, but it's pretty\Nwell-protected.

Now getting explosives
to\Nthem has been my headache.

We figured out a way to do it.

We're gonna carry them\Nin with the Bedouins.

- The Bedouins?\N- That's
right, on horses and camels.

That's the craziest\Nidea I've ever heard of.

Why don't you get\Nthem in on helicopters?

Oh, I can get in that way. I\Nmean,
getting out is another story.

I don't send my men\Non suicide missions.

Huh. I don't... Bedouins.

CALHOUN: The Bedouins are\Nan
interesting group of people.

They're like the Gypsies.

They're the only tribe alive
that\Ncan travel those sands freely.

They can even cross in and out of\NIsrael
without too much interference.

- Is that a fact?\N- Yeah.

But as I said, I only plan on
using\Nthem to carry some equipment in.

And a couple of our men.

Now, everybody's\Ngonna rendezvous...

the charges will be set\Nand
our people will slip out.

And 24 hours later, it's gonna\Nlook
like the Fourth of July.

What about the risk factor?

What, financially?

No, no. We'll get to that later.
\NWhat if somebody gets killed?

Hey, this isn't a Sunday school\Npicnic,
but then that's not your problem.

No. But I'll tell you\Nwhat my problem is...

somebody finding out\Nthat
I'm behind this project.

Just suppose one of your men does\Nget
killed, the body is traced back here.

Mr. Ewing, if you don't think I know\Nmy
business, you find somebody else.

I might leave a few\Nbodies scattered around...

just to throw\Nbloodhounds off the track.

I mean, they're gonna\Nbe dead before I get them.

- I don't plan on creating any new ones.
\N- All right. All right.

I just don't wanna be responsible\Nfor
another Bay of Pigs fiasco.

Yeah. Well, neither do I.

Now, what I have outlined\Nhere
is just a general plan.

I'm gonna narrow it down. I'm gonna\Nget
back to you with a cost estimate.

But when I do I'm gonna\Nexpect
you to say yea or nay.

Then I'll need some\Nkind of down payment.

How much?

A million ought to\Nbe good faith enough.

All right, you got a deal.

I just wanna make\Nsure my name is in clear.

BOBBY: And what else?

And a hamburger with mustard\Nand
ketchup and everything.

And a double\Nscoop of chocolate...

and a soda.

PAM: Wait a minute.

- And popcorn.\N- Where
are you gonna put all that?

He's gotta put it on his face,
\Non his shirt and all over my car.

Daddy, look. It's Charlie.

Hi, Charlie.

Get out of here, kid.

Charlie, it's me.

Go on. Beat it. She\Ndoesn't wanna talk to you.

Hey, just keep your\Nhands off the kid.

Here comes Daddy\Nto protect little precious.

Does your mama know you're\Nhanging
around with these clowns?

- Leave me alone.\N- Charlie, I'm talking to you.

- Bobby, maybe we\Nshouldn't. MAN: You heard her.

She said leave her alone.

When I wanna hear from\Nyou, son. You'll know it.

Isn't that cute?

You have no right\Nto tell me what to do.

Daddy?

What are you smoking, partner?

He sure asks a lot of questions.

Come on, Charlie.\NI'm taking you home.

- No.\N- You're about to make a big mistake.

- You just made one.\N- Oh, yeah?

[GRUNTING]

Come on, you're coming with me.

CHARLIE: No, I hate\Nyou. BOBBY: Yes, you are.

I hate you. You have\Nno right to do this.

Come on.

Get in and sit down.

- I'll take her to Jenna's, all right?\N- Sure.

I'll send Cassie right over.

ELLIE: Thank you.

Thanks for coming, Mavis.

Did you think I wouldn't?

Something from the bar?

Oh, yeah. I'll have\Nsome white wine, please.

MAVIS: And I'll have\Nan iced tea, please.

I had to talk to somebody\Noutside
the family, Mavis.

Something's happened...

that's just thrown\Nme so completely.

If you're talking about the new\Nforeman
that you hired, I know about it.

- How?\N- Punk told me.

It's staggering.

He seems to know so\Nmuch about our lives.

On the way over here, I was\Ntrying
to imagine how I would feel...

if something like this\Nhad happened to me.

Could you imagine it?

I mean... what if it was Punk?

And you thought... You\Nthought he was dead.

And then he came back.

But he looks so different.

Ellie, I can't be really sure...

but I think that I\Nwould feel something.

Four years is along time.

Memory can play\Nfunny tricks on people.

Oh, I know. Good Lord, Ellie.
\NThough, you were his wife.

You know that man inside.

Forgetting the face\Nor anything else.

I thought... I thought\Nabout that.
I think that's so.

No.

Whoever this man\Nis, he cannot be Jock.

Ellie, you'd sense\Nsomething if he were.

You don't, do you?

The odd thing is...

that I do sense something.

There's something,\Nsomething familiar about him.

Maybe that's why...

I can't pass the whole\Nthing 0” as a hoax yet.

There's something about...

the way he talks to me.

That very gentle...

but strong way that Jock had.

Here you are.

Ellie, do you really\Nthink it's possible?

No. No, not really.

But what if it were?

Oh, Ellie.

I have this vision...

that's kept me awake every\Nnight
since he's appeared.

That the man behind...

that unfamiliar face...

really is Jock.

And... he's homeless...\Nand rejected...

by his sons and his wife.

My God, Mavis.

What if he really is Jock?

What are you doing here?

Oh, I, uh... We\Nbrought Charlie home.

What was she doing with you?

BOBBY: Well, she\Nwasn't with us, really.

We went to a hamburger place...

she was in the parking\Nlot with some rough guys.

Well, they were\Nprobably her friends.

No, I don't think these were the kind\Nof
friends you'd have chose for her.

Jenna, we don't\Nmean to interfere.

Well, you're doing a\Npretty good job of it.

I just didn't think she should\Nbe
hanging around with them.

Who are you to tell me who
my\Ndaughter can hang around with?

Jenna, they're smoking dope.

- The last thing that we want to do is.
..\N- Look, you stay out of this.

You have no right to interfere.
\NIt has nothing to do with you.

BOBBY: Jenna...\N- And you either.

Charlie is my daughter, and\NI
can raise her perfectly well.

It's only because\Nwe're concerned, Jenna.

JENNA: She doesn't need\Nyour
concern and neither do I.

What she does is our business.

Now, would you please just"?

Just leave?

DONNA: Hi. RAY: Hi.

Well, it's like you to work\Non
the barn before the house.

Yeah.

I figure you came out here\Nfor
more than an inspection.

- So, what is it, Donna?\N- Well...

I just got something on my mind.

And I can't quite get it out.

You're gonna tell me what it is\Nor
am I suppose to start guessing?

Oh, look. When I called you\Nfrom
Washington the other night...

and Jenna answered the phone...

Why was she here?

Pardon?

Jenna Wade.

Why was she have\Nat your house at night?

I'm not so sure I\Nwanna answer that.

- Don't you think I have
a right to know?\N- I sure don't.

Ray, um...

Jenna is a woman who's\Nbeen hurt real badly.

So now...

you're saying that she's\Nbouncing
0” Bobby on to me?

No.

No, but things happen.

Jenna is alone.

And so are you.

Not by my choice.

Are you having an\Naffair with Jenna Wade?

You mean, am I\Nsleeping with her?

No, I am not.

And that's about all I'm gonna\Ntell
you about Jenna and me.

I'm sorry, I...

You're really something else.

First, you wanna know who\NI'm
with, then why I am with her.

You know. That is\Nnone of your business.

As long as you're living\Nunder
somebody else's roof.

We are still married.

Oh, yeah?

Look at that.

See that big, beautiful\Nhouse over there?

I bought that for us.

Look here.

That is the key\Nto the front door.

Let me see you move in.

You're not gonna\Ndo that, are you?

You wanna stay\Nright where you are.

You don't wanna be here, but\Nyou're
jealous of anybody who does.

I am not jealous.

Then what's all\Nthis about Jenna?

I may have trouble\Nliving with you...

but I still love you.

Well, hi, Dave.

Well, hello. Don't\Nwe know each other?

I don't think so.

I don't think I'd\Nforget a face like that.

Would you excuse me, please?

- Who is that?\N- I don't know.

He's just someone
who\Nthought he knew me.

Oh?

Good evening. I\Nhave your table ready.

Oh, thank you, Dora Mae.

Dora Mae.

You know, I almost got\Nin
a fight over you today.

- Over me?\N- Yeah.

At a gas station,\Nthis grease monkey...

was stapling up that centerfold\Npicture of yours.
I almost laid him out.

My hero.

You're not taking\Nthis seriously.

Of course I'm not.

There's nothing\Nto take seriously.

Oh, look. Let's just drop it.

Why ruin my first\Nnight out of prison.

Prison?

It's the first time since that\Ndetective
started following us...

to see if you're\Ntaking me out in public.

Excuse me. Would you like\Nsomething
to drink before dinner?

- Just a plain soda.\N-
My regular, please. Thank you.

Excuse me.

Ma'am, you look real familiar.

Oh, not again.

Yes, ma'am. We'd\Nknow you anywhere.

Especially now.

What's going on here?\NWe're
trying to have a dinner.

- J.R.\N- We just want an autograph.

This is a decent restaurant.

- Don't you respect anybody's privacy?\N- J.
R., it's not important.

Huh?

Ma'am, you sure are pretty.

Would you get the hell out of here,
or\NI'll have you thrown out. Go on. Go on.

See the kind of vermin\Nthat picture attracts?

For somebody who's worried\Nabout
being noticed in public...

you certainly made a scene.

Me? Quite a scene.\NLook at yourself.

Where's that drink?

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Am I disturbing you?

Another voice from the chorus?

What chorus is that?

The one trying to\Nsing me out of town.

No. No, not at all.

I came to help.

Well, I'm afraid I don't have\Nmuch
to offer in the way of comfort.

I understand that.

In fact, um... that's\Nwhy I came over.

I don't imagine you\Nhave very much money.

I've seen better times.

So you say.

And until you see them again...

I'm hereto help.

With money?

I have more than\Nenough for my needs.

That's interesting.

Sit down.

If you're offering me help, it must
be\Nbecause you believe I am who I am.

Well, I wouldn't\Nstake my life on it.

But I am willing to give\Nyou
the benefit of the doubt.

I never thought\Nyou'd be the first.

Anyway. Whether\Nor not you are Jock...

your being here is\Ndriving J.R. crazy.

And I can't tell you how\Nthat brightens my life.

Well, Sue Ellen...

you've certainly changed\Nin the last few years.

Used to be whenever\NJ.R. hollered “boo“...

you headed\Nstraight for the bottle.

Have you turned over a
new\Nleaf since I've been away?

Something wrong?

Just thinking.

Wouldn't it be funny if\Nyou really were Jock?

You haven't given me an answer.

How much do you need?

Nothing.

There is one thing\NI would like, though.

I barely even seen my grandson.

Would you bring\Nhim around one day?

I might just do that.

[PHONE RINGING]

Charlie!

CHARLIE: What?

The phone is ringing.

Probably for you.

Well, would you get\Nit? I'm doing something.

So am I.

Hello?

Hold on a minute.

I knew it was for you.\NNobody ever calls me.

Well, who is it?

The doctor that you went to see.

Hello?

Yes, Dr. Fordham.

Well, it comes and goes.

Sure. I can come\Nand see you tomorrow.

Well, do you know\Nyet what's wrong?

Oh, no.

Yes.

Tomorrow.

Thank you, Dr. Fordham.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, no.

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