Dallas (1978–1991): Season 11, Episode 7 - Last Tango in Dallas - full transcript

Last on Dallas:

I need to know everything
there is about somebody.

- Who is it?
- Wilson Cryder.

I own this piece of land in east Texas
that has more oil under it than Spindletop.

Nothing intrigues a beautiful
woman more than a man...

who won't mix
business with pleasure.

Why don't you find her?
You could if you wanted to.

But you won't, because you know
Mama doesn't love me anymore.

Two beautiful women in Valentine
Lingerie? It's a match made in heaven.

- That's him right there.
- He's a really handsome little boy.

Yes, he is.



Hi, buddy. Thank you.

- I've sent someone for the Galleria nurse.
- I don't think it's broken.

Well, we'll see. Let's
just get this boot 0”.

- It's probably just a sprain.
- Hmm.

Look, why don't you two go on.
You don't have to wait here with me.

Yeah. Let's go, Dad.

Wait a minute, buddy. We have
to make sure the lady's all right.

I understand this is not the
best way to meet somebody.

I'm Bobby Ewing. This
is my son, Christopher.

Lisa Alden.

Serena Wald is here, J.R.

All right, fine. Send her in.

Serena, come on in, darling.

- Good to see you.
- You too.



- Can I get you a drink?
- No, thank you.

What'd you find
out about Cryder?

Well...

he's nobody's
dummy, that's for sure.

Hmm. Well, dummies don't get to
be a head of companies like Westar.

According to this girlfriend of mine who's
gotten close to somebody in the company...

Cryder is shrewd, he's knowledgeable
and evidently, pretty well-connected.

Hmm. Well, gotta have
support from some place.

After all, he did get rid of
Jeremy Wendell, didn't he?

That's as much
as my friend knew.

Yeah, it's just not good enough.

I'm not looking for
merit badges, I want din.

He's clean. No
scandal, no skeleton.

From what I hear, he's
a happily married man.

Well, I guess we'll just have
to change our attack, won't we?

If the husband's gonna
be so squeaky clean...

we'|| just have to find out
something about his wife.

J.R., you are something else.

That's right,
honey. That's right.

I've just been in Dallas a couple
of months. I still get lost on the LBJ.

Ha, ha. Who doesn't?

- Where are you from?
- New Mexico.

I graduated from college there,
then I spent some time in California.

I've been working
odd jobs, mostly.

You know, a little
waitressing, a little modeling...

small parts in a
couple of movies.

I'm sure you don't
have trouble finding jobs.

Jobs, no. A career...

I took some language courses and
some government courses in college.

Pal, you have got more on your
face than you do in your mouth.

No, don't do that.
Oh. What are you...?

Here. Oh. Oh.

Actually, I've mostly been living on
money my mother left me when she died.

You lost your mother?

That's rough.

It's always rough when
you lose someone you love.

I'm sorry. Did I say
something wrong?

No, it's not your fault.

Uh, we just came through some
family problems of our own recently.

- Hi, how was everything?
- Oh, everything's just fine, thank you.

Well, good. You pay
the cashier, she's inside.

All right.

Well, we'd better get going. You
sure we can't drop you at your car?

Uh, no, thanks. I'd like
to sit a few more minutes.

Then I've got some
shopping to do.

- Your ankle, it...
- It's okay. Really.

The bandage is
taking the pressure off.

It was really kind of you
to take care of me like that.

If there's anything you need,
please don't hesitate to give me a call.

- Thank you.
- Say goodbye.

Bye.

Goodbye, Christopher.
I hope to see you again.

- Can I ask you a question?
- Sure.

How come you went to
Southfork the other day?

Well, I went to see Miss Ellie.
She's been under a lot of strain lately.

And I just wanted her to
know that we're here for her.

- We are, aren't we?
- Yeah, sure.

Did you see Bobby?

As a matter of fact, I did. Why?

I don't know.

What happened?

Well, nothing happened.

- What should happen?
- Nothing. I don't know.

I mean, you did
almost marry him.

It was odd, though.

I wanted to hate
him all these months.

But now...

Now you don't?

He seems so vulnerable.

So alone.

No, I... I don't hate him.

Wait a minute.

Don't tell me you're getting
feelings for Bobby again.

- It's not the same feelings you mean.
- I sure hope not.

- Charlie, what's gotten into you?
- Me?

It's you.

You know, I really love Ray.

I thought you did too.

Don't worry so much.

You busy this afternoon?

No, not really. Why?

Well, I got to go into Braddock.
See Peter about my tux.

Haven't you seen him yet?

Clayton, the ball is
less than a week away.

Well, I've seen him already,
but I wanna see him again.

I mean, I wanna make
sure this thing fits.

With all the exercise I've been doing, I've
taken two inches 0” my waistline. Ha, ha.

Mm, I'm not surprised.

Now, don't start. I've
been a pretty good boy.

I've cut my workouts way back.

Hell, a turtle could beat
me in a walking race.

Oh, Clayton.

Well, I've done everything
Dr. Gordon told me.

Except going in to have
that procedure done.

Ellie.

The doctor says you should have it
and I think you should listen to him.

- The man is the...
- He's a fussbudget, that's what he is.

Nothing's good enough for
him. Been taking my medication.

I'm exercising sensibly. Now,
there's no reason for that operation.

Clayton, I can understand
if it frightens you, but...

It doesn't frighten me. Nothing
on this Earth frightens me.

But I wish that you and the
family would stop worrying.

It is under control.

All right, all right, all
right. I won't push it.

It's just that...

- Just what?
- Well, I just wish you'd reconsider.

And will you please stop going
so fast? I can't keep up with you.

- What do you think is this? A race?
- Well, no, but you seem to think it is.

Ha. You startled me.

Charlie in bed?

Now, I better quit or else
you're never gonna get any sleep.

Time to quit anyhow.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Don't tell me you're a runner.

Why not?

I believe in staying in shape.

Then this meeting
is just accidental?

Not much I do is accidental.

So I've noticed.

You're really quite the
little organizer, aren't you?

Getting me and Sue Ellen
to the meeting the other day.

And then showing up late so we
could get comfortable with each other.

You really know how to
put together a package.

Thank you. Unfortunately,
this one didn't work.

Mrs. Ewing called
me early this morning.

She turned the deal down?

Uh, in a sense.

She'd rather make
this acquisition alone.

Well, what do you know?

I guess a little rain even
falls on you from time to time.

What can I say?
That's the way life is.

But Mrs. Ew...

But Mrs. Ewing isn't
my only client, April.

Which is what I wanted
to talk to you about.

You've come into a lot of money.

Pillows and savings accounts
won't make your garden grow.

- But you can.
- That's right.

Actually, I haven't decided
what I'm gonna do with it.

I have my restaurant
now, my condominium.

I'm not talking about
the petty cash, April.

Meese-Cate is a very
prominent brokerage house.

Why don't you let us develop a program
that'll get your money working for you?

You and I could work
very well together.

Like I said, I have
everything I need.

I'm enjoying myself.

If you come up with something
interesting, I might listen.

I always come up with
something interesting.

Look, uh, why don't you and
I have a little dinner tonight?

- Afterwards we could...
- I don't think so.

I'm busy tonight.

As a matter of fact, I'm
busy right now, I'm running.

And I hate to have business
interfere with my workout.

But I don't mind company.

- How about five miles.
- You're on.

Four-eighty-seven.

Out of 5.

Thirteen cents.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Hi.

- Cliff, that man is here again.
- Send him in.

Not much of an introduction.

What'd you want? A fanfare?

You should talk to that young
lady out there, teach her her place.

- You're all spruced up, aren't you?
- I know how to dress for business.

- Oh, this is a business occasion.
- It sure is.

When I was talking to you about that
land the other day, well, I was serious.

I gotta ask you a question now.

If that land of yours is so good, how
come nobody's done any testing on it?

Don't tell me you
believe those things too.

That's the only way to
find out if there's oil there.

Tests. That's all that people
talk about these days is tests.

They don't drill
anymore, they test.

Well, okay. So they did one.

- Oh, say again.
- They did one.

A couple of them longhairs
came, ran one of those things.

- A seismological test?
- That's right.

Obviously didn't pan out too
well or they'd be drilling on it.

Well, it was a damn stupid test.
They couldn't find oil in a gas station.

But I'll tell you one thing
about those eggheads...

they believed enough in the
land to spend some money.

Money that they'll
never see again.

If they spend it on in drilling
instead of research, they would have.

Kid, I guarantee you that
there's oil under that ground.

You think so.

I know so. Why, I'd
stake my good leg on it.

I don't expect these young Turks in the
business to understand something like this.

But you, you're Digger's
son, you should know better.

You can't find oil with tests.

You find it with a drill.

Hell, if those seismological
sissies were around the old days...

Spindletop would still
be under the ground.

Well, you got a point.

Yes, I have. If you're interested in
tests, why don't you try the sniffer test?

The sniffer test isn't reliable.

It's as reliable as the other one.
And it'll cost one-tenth as much.

A sniffer test, what,
50-, 60,000 dollars?

I know a guy who'll do it for 30.
I'll call now, we'll get this going.

No. No. No. If I'm gonna do
it, I'm gonna use my own guy.

Suit yourself. I was trying
to save you some money.

- Appreciate it.
- Well, when are you gonna do it?

Well, soon as you
get out of here. I'm...

Let me make some calls.

I'm telling you, that
Marilee is something else.

- Got you by the pool, did she?
- Among other places.

But she definitely wants
to bring me in on the deal.

- She spell it out for you?
- Pretty much.

Simple corporate takeover. I got
a hunch Jordan Lee is out, though.

Oh, well, I figured that.

His idea of taking a chance is a
six-month T-bill made out to bearer.

Uh, he didn't seem
like much of a gambler.

So, what do we do?

Well, we get into
bed with Marilee.

Especially on this
project, it's a good one.

If it's so good, how come you didn't
get ahold of it before the cartel did?

- You must've known about it.
- Well, of course I knew about it.

But there's no way they're
gonna sell me a piece of it...

that's why I got
you fronting for me.

Now, the way I figure it,
it's gonna be a two-way split.

You and her.

And once she's in, fully paid up.
She's gonna get a little phone call...

from an inside! of
that organization...

informing her that a confidential
memo's about to be circulated...

that will blow the
10010” that company.

It'll state that certain
high-level executives...

have been fiddling around
with the annual report...

boosting profits and making that
company look a lot better than it is.

You do have an
interesting way of working.

We're gonna scale
that lady so much...

she'|| tum around and
dump her half right in your lap.

Maybe, uh, 50
cents on the dollar?

Well, I don't know if
it'll scare her that much.

I'll settle for 75.

I tell you, as highly as
my daddy spoke of you...

he still didn't do you justice.

Nobody ever get
rich being dumb, boy.

- And four and hip...
- All right, put your head back.

- Sell it, girls.
- That's it. That's very nice.

- Show off the outfit.
- Two, three.

- Okay. And kick.
- Four, and one.

There you go. That's good.

- Good. That's good.
- She's moving very fast.

That's the point.

That's it, Lana.
Throw your head back.

That's it. That's great.

- Right, now show the outfit and tum.
- And up.

All right, now, and kick.

- Up and one.
- Great.

All right, now throw
your head back again.

- Four and kick.
- That's it. Great.

Four, and one.

Okay, reloading.

- Oh, thank you, Lana, that looked great.
- Thank you.

Girls, you can take a break. It was
wonderful. Thank you all very much.

Hello, Mr. Pearce.

“The future of
lingerie, Valentine's.“

You like it?

- It's perfect.
- Thanks.

Have you met Lana Rogers
our new Valentine Girl?

Yes, it was in
Mrs. Ewing's office.

Of course. Nice
to see you again.

You too.

- Where are the papers?
- Right here.

The lawyers have approved
them. All you have to do is sign...

and Secret Hours is yours.

Incidentally, I understand
your desire to go it alone...

but I wouldn't
forget about April.

One day you may need someone
with the kind of money she's got.

Are you getting
pushy, Mr. Pearce?

Not at all.

I'm only looking out
for your interests.

How selfless of you.

Ray.

Lunch is ready.

Hey, wait up.

Hi.

Well, I haven't seen
you all morning.

I went up the house
looking for you.

I guess you were upstairs, huh?

Yeah, I was
cleaning out a closet.

You got an invitation
to the Oil Baron's Ball.

Well, my God. Is it
that time again already?

Yup, in just two weeks.

Well.

Wonder if I can round
myself up a date.

Sure hate to go that
kind of dressy thing alone.

Well, I'm sure you could find a
couple of girls down in Braddock...

who'll be happy to go with you.

What about you?

Are you doing anything?

I'll have to check my calendar.

You know, I was thinking a lot about
what happened out in the barn last night.

I guess you don't wanna
talk about it, though, huh?

What's there to talk about?

Oh, I don't know.

I just thought...

You keep this up. People
are gonna start talking.

Oh, really?

- Who?
- Never can tell.

And I've got a
reputation to uphold.

Well, I've heard all
about that reputation.

Jenna.

Sooner or later you're gonna have
to make an honest man out of me.

We'll cross that bridge
when we get to it.

- Mr. Ewing.
- Thank you.

Please come in.

I, uh, appreciate you seeing me
like this without an appointment.

I'm glad I was here.

- How's Pam?
- She's as well as can be expected.

Well, that just doesn't
tell me very much.

Mr. Ellison, I'm
living a Charade.

I'm trying my best
to cheer up my son.

I'm putting up a front to my mama,
my brothers, the people I work with...

explaining very logically to them
how Pam has made the right decision...

when I can't even
explain it to myself.

Is it so hard for you to understand
why she couldn't face you?

No.

I think I understand how she felt
when she saw herself for the first time...

without the bandages.

Must've been devastating.

So she ran away, but
that was weeks ago.

What I don't understand is why
she hasn't been in touch with me.

- Mr. Ewing, I know how...
- You don't know anything.

Now, I wanna see her.

I'm sorry.

- I can't and I won't.
- Why not?

Genevieve, will you bring
those papers in now, please?

I'm glad you came
down, Mr. Ewing.

I have something for you.

From Pam?

I was gonna fly up
to the Dallas with it.

Thank you.

- But since you're here...
- What is this?

Power of attorney.
In your favor.

Pam controls a great deal of
Wentworth Industries' stocks.

She feels because of her
condition, it is very important...

that someone with a
clearer mind control them.

Then I guess I've got my answer.

She never really
intends to come back.

Hi, Mr. Barnes. Glad you could get
here. Results arrived this morning.

- Took long enough.
- Yes, sir, that happens sometimes.

- Let me have them. What'd you tum up?
- Nothing good, I'm afraid.

Aw, shoot.

Well, the old guy
that owns this land...

is so absolutely convinced
there's oil under here.

Anything's possible,
I guess, but if there

is any, it sure didn't
show up on that test.

Damn it.

Look, uh, Mr. Barnes, I'd be a lot more
worried if that test had come up positive.

It's not the most
reliable indicator.

Could have sent
you down a dry hole.

This way, at least, you
don't waste your money.

Now, if you're serious about drilling here,
why don't you get a seismological test.

- Already had one done.
- Really?

Yeah, it didn't tum up any
more oil than your test did.

I don't understand. The
seismological's the best there is.

Why'd you waste your
money on this sniffer test?

I don't know.

I guess I was just
hoping against hope.

My friend was so sure.

- She can't be found? I don't buy that.
- Mr. Ewing...

Women can't just disappear
off the face of the Earth.

- She's gotta be somewhere.
- I'm sure she is.

She's gotta have people
around to help her.

I guarantee Parker Ellison
will know where she is.

He might, but how am I supposed
to get that information out of him?

That's for you to figure it
out, that's why I'm hiring you.

- You can bug his damn phones.
- Well, I thought of that.

But then I remembered he has his
office debugged on a regular basis...

as Wentworth chairman,
he makes sure of his privacy.

All right, you can go
now. Go on, go on.

I did find out one thing
that might interest you.

Yeah?

It looks like Pamela Ewing is
gonna be gone for a pretty long time.

Oh?

She sent Bobby a power of attorney
to control all of her Wentworth stock.

Are you sure about that?

All of her Wentworth stock?

I saw the papers.

Well, what do you
know about that?

Well, that's pretty big
for Bobby to handle alone.

I guess I'll just have to help him
out with some investment advice.

Bobby, I'm sorry to bother you,
but there's a Lisa Alden out here.

She says she met
you at the skating rink.

Would you like me to have
her make an appointment?

- Uh, no, no, it's fine. I'll see her.
- Okay.

- You can come in, please.
- Thank you.

- Hi. I hope this isn't a bad time.
- No, no, it's fine. Please, uh, come in.

Thank you.

Well, you're not limping.

I get an occasional twinge.

- I'm sure that'll go away in time.
- Mm.

Oh, I guess you're
wondering why I'm here.

Well, after I got home the other day
and I looked at that card you gave me...

I realized that you
were in the oil business.

And I think I told you that, uh,
my mother left me some money.

And I just thought...

That is, I've heard...

that, uh, oil is a pretty good thing to
invest in these days on the stock market.

And, uh...

Well, I...

I thought I'd come
and ask your advice.

- You came here for my advice?
- Yes.

About oil?

Lisa, why did you
really come here?

Truth?

I think it's worth the try.

I've been wanting to come and see you
ever since I crashed into you that day...

but it's taken me this long
to work up the courage.

You see, I've only been
in Dallas a short while...

and all I've met have
been jerks, and...

You're the first person I've
met who's had some charm...

some attractiveness, some...

Lisa.

I'm a married man.

Well, I wasn't exactly
sure about that.

I mean, I thought you might
be separated or something.

I don't know, I just keep remembering
the way you took care of me after I fell.

And I was alone. I wanted someone
to talk to with some sensitivity.

And you know, you
seemed kind of alone too.

Like, maybe you'd
lost somebody and...

Would you like to have a drink?

Sure.

But not here, we'll go
somewhere, do you mind?

- No, I'd love to.
- Let's go.

Hi, Cliff. I didn't wanna
leave until you got back.

- Oh, and your friend is in there.
- Oh, thanks. You can go ahead and leave.

What are you doing here?

Looking for you.
What do you think?

I can see by the look on your
face that I'm wasting my time.

Okay, so I lost.

Put my money on the wrong horse.

Why, if your daddy, Digger Barnes, came in
here today and told you he smelled oil...

you'd kick him right out
the door. Just like me.

Nobody's kicking
you out of the door.

Ah, you might as well. Well, I'm
not sticking around here anyway.

Did I say the tests were bad?

Did I?

Didn't I tell you that was
a test you could bank on?

Why, that old
sniffer test never lies.

- Yeah, you can say that again.
- Let's go punch holes in the ground.

No, no. Just hang on now.
Hold on to your horses.

I've got to get my accounts
together, run some numbers...

we gotta figure out the cost,
and then maybe we'll go for it.

I knew it. I knew it.

Kid, I'm gonna make you the
richest man in Texas. Ha, ha.

Yeah, sure.

I'm sorry, Bobby. But
as badly hurt as she is...

I think the way she's
handling it is wrong.

Well, maybe it is wrong.

But it's her decision.

- Ellie.
- Mavis.

- Hi, how are you?
- Fine, how you feeling?

- Never felt better.
- Good to see you.

- I told you he's in great shape.
- I know, but I just had to see for myself.

Do you realize that we haven't had
lunch or dinner in I don't know how long?

- It's all our fault.
- We're gonna change that right now.

Do you mind if I borrow your
beautiful lady for a dance?

As long as it's not the last
one, because that one is mine.

- We'll try to remember that.
- Okay.

Come on, Mavis. Come
over here to the bar.

We should've tried this at
home so you don't embarrass me.

Me embarrass you? Ha, ha.

You got a lot of nerve.

Bad timing.

Story of my life.

Good to see you. Oh. I am sorry. Did I
get anything on that pretty dress of yours?

I don't think so. If you
had, you would've known.

- Lana.
- Oh, hello, Mrs. Ewing.

- I don't think you've met my husband.
- No.

J.R., Lana Rogers.
Our new Valentine Girl.

Is that right?

- It's a pleasure to meet you.
- Oh, you too.

- I didn't know you were gonna be here.
- Well...

She came with me. Hello.

- Hi. You two are together?
- Hm-hm.

He invited me.

I thought it would be good for Lana
to be seen by the, uh, right people.

And you must be the J.R.
Ewing? Nicholas Pearce.

- Oh, the stockbroker, yeah.
- Investment banker.

He's the one who's
helping me get going.

Oh. Now, tell me, what is an investment
banker doing at the Oil Baron's Ball?

Why not? Most of our
clients are oil people.

- Oh, is that a fact?
- It is.

And if I could ever be of any
service to you, don't hesitate to call.

Now, if you'll excuse us,
I promised Lana a dance.

It's nice meeting you.

- Nice seeing you.
- Yeah.

So that's the young man you've been
flying all over the country with, huh?

Hello?

- Is this Lisa?
- Yes.

This is Bobby Ewing.

- Well, hi.
- Hi.

Uh, we hadn't talk in over a week, I
just wanna make sure you were all right.

- I'm fine. Thank you.
- Your ankle not hurting?

No. No, it's getting me around.

That is, whenever I've got
some place to get around too.

Which, obviously
I don't tonight.

It doesn't sound
like you do either.

No. Usually I'd be at the
Oil Baron's Ball tonight...

but this year, I didn't
feel much like it.

Oh.

I wouldn't guess that
you'd wanna come over...

and have a cup of coffee
with me, or tea, or anything?

No, I wouldn't, but I am hungry.

- Have you eaten?
- No. And I'd love to.

All right, give me about an hour to shower
and change clothes. I'll pick you up.

Okay. See you then.

All right, bye.

You know, a couple
of weeks ago, uh...

the day after the night
we spent in the barn, I, uh...

I asked you something silly about
making an honest man out of me.

I guess I was just scared
that it I came right out with it...

you might tum me down.

Jenna.

I have grown to love you.

And the more time I spend
with you, the more I love you.

I love you too, Ray.

Oh, you don't know how
good that makes me feel.

I, uh...

I went into Dallas and
I bought this for you.

Oh, Ray.

I hope you like it. I
picked it out myself.

It's beautiful.

It's yours if you'll have
it and if you'll have me.

I really want you to
be my wife, Jenna.

Is there something the
matter? What's wrong?

Ray, forgive me.

I sensed you were
gonna ask me...

- I didn't know how to prevent it.
- Prevent it?

- You just said that you love me.
- Oh, I do.

Very, very much.

Then what's the matter?

It's just that...

Well, our situations
are still so confusing.

- I mean, there's you and Donna and...
- Donna and me are finished.

I know you are.

But how long has it
been? A couple of months?

You just don't throw away years
of marriage in a couple of months.

There's little Margaret, whom you've
barely even seen, and then there's Lucas...

Okay.

Okay, you've made your point.

I just want you to
understand, Ray.

I understand.

I know that there are problems.

I just think that you and I
can work them out. Together.

Maybe we can.

It's just the decision to
be married is a big one.

And I wanna be sure that
it we make that decision...

our heads aren't muddled
up with other concerns.

If we get married...

I want it to last.

Me too.

- What is it?
- What?

You haven't been rude tonight.
You've insulted practically nobody.

- What's wrong?
- Oh, I can't believe what I'm about to do.

Most people can never
believe what you're about to do.

- What is it this time?
- It's Dandy.

He's got this piece of land
that he swears there's oil in.

But we've run two tests
and there ain't no oil.

So?

So I'm gonna drill it anyway.

I see.

Taking him in off the streets,
feeding him, clothing him...

putting up with
him isn't enough.

How come you hate him so
much? Because he's a drunk?

Coming from my family,
that's a pretty good reason.

- But let's not get into that now.
- All right.

Well, I'm just gonna
humor him a little bit.

Give him his last hurrah.

You're gonna sink a fortune into
a dry hole is what you're gonna do.

I got the money.

Boy, Cliff, are you
deluding yourself.

This old wine is not your daddy.

Look, April. I know
he's not my daddy...

but I also know how my daddy died,
lost and beaten. And you know why?

Because nobody gave him that little
bit of dignity that I'm gonna give Dandy.

- You're really determined, aren't you?
- Yeah.

I mean, I can't change the past,
but I can help this little old guy out.

And you know something else?

Maybe if old Digger is walking around
up there and looking down on me...

he'|| know who I'm
really doing it for.

You wanna dance?

Hey, all you oil barons, can you
keep it quiet out there for a minute?

Yeah.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Now, I'm not gonna
detain you all for long...

but it's that time of
the evening again.

- What time is that, Punk?
- You know what time it is.

It's time to open
that envelope...

and find out who's gonna
be the Oilman of the Year.

Hey, yeah. All right, all right.

Okay. It is about time.

You know, in years passed...

I could usually guess...

uh, who's gonna get the award...

because his contribution to
the industry was so outstanding.

But this year, it's
a little different.

Although we got prices going
up, we still got a lot of problems.

But, anyway, listen. There's
no sense in going to your seats.

I know you all are just as
excited and anxious to find out...

who the Oilman of
the Year is as I am.

So may I have that
envelope, please?

Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen.

The Oilman of the Year is...

There's no name
on it, it's blank.

Oh, I've got you
this year, Punk.

I have the envelope right
here, folks. Don't panic.

Now, I know it's, uh, usual for
the, uh, chairman of the ball...

to, uh, name the winner of the year,
but I'm the president of the association...

and, uh, I had something to do
with choosing this year's recipient.

It gives me a great pleasure to bring
to you the name of this year's winner.

He's a good friend of mine...

and for years of service to
the oil industry and to the ball...

Marvin “Punk“ Anderson.

Come on up here, Mavis. Stand
beside your husband. Come on.

- Son of a gun.
- You deserve it, buddy.

You certainly do. Yes, sir.

Come on here.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
let's hear it. Yeah.

Yeah, let's hear it for
old Punk. Come on.

- Yeah. Yeah, yeah, Punk.
- Thank you. Thank you very much.

Oh, Jesus.

- Clayton.
- Oh, Clayton.

Give me that chair.

Clayton, what is it?

My chest.

Just take it easy.

Clayton, Clayton.

Look out, honey.
Get out of the way.

If there's a doctor in the
house, get up here quick.

Clayton's having a heart attack.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Just take it easy, pal.

Just take it easy.

Next on Dallas:

You've got to do whatever.

If Marilee needs coaxing,
that's what you're gonna do.

I'll tell you what's wrong. She's
still in love with stupid Bobby.

- What's on your mind?
- I am bored.

- What do we do now?
- We wanna operate tomorrow morning.

Nicholas Pearce?

- How did he happen to call you?
- Well, you must know he's quite a charmer.

- What's wrong?
- I'm not real sure about us.

I sure hope Mr. Fallow
makes it all right.

Yeah, well, if he does, he does.

If he doesn't, he dies. Never should've
married my mama in the first place.