Dallas (1978–1991): Season 13, Episode 1 - Phantom of the Oil Rig - full transcript
A raging J.R. Ewing is consumed with vengeance after Sue Ellen blackmails him with her threatening motion picture.
Goodbye, my loving husband.
And good riddance.
[DOOR OPENS]
NARRATOR:
Last on Dallas:
[DOOR CLOSES]
- Burn it, Sue Ellen.
- Not on your life.
It's addressed to Jock.
Jock?
What's this?
Hello? Is anybody there?
Afton's daughter
turned out to be my child.
I gotta go find them.
If you've got something to say, say it.
CLIFF:
That's not her.
If you cross me for any reason,
then I'll release the movie.
And you, J.R., will be the laughing stock
of Texas.
MAN [O VER PHONE]:
I'll be seeing you soon.
Who is this? Who is it?
- Where's Tommy?
- Get the hell out of here.
One beating wasn't enough for him. Huh?
MAN [O VER PHONE]:
I know you are.
SUE ELLEN:
Don't forget.
I'll be back.
J. R: Nobody puts a screw to J.R. Ewing
and gets away with it for long.
Especially not that conniving
ex-wife of mine.
RATAGAN:
I'm sorry I didn't get here sooner, J.R.
J. R: That's all right. I wanted to make sure
Sue Ellen was out of this dump anyhow.
[HORN HONKS]
Hey, let's go!
J. R: Oh, Sue Ellen never told she had such
an attractive assistant here at the studio.
I'm afraid Mrs. Ewing isn't here.
You mean, she's already gone.
I told you we should've called ahead.
Maybe I can help you.
I don't know if you can or not. She was
gonna give me a key to the film vault...
...and said there was something
for me to look at down there.
Mrs. Ewing didn't specifically mention
the vault key but...
But she did leave it?
That little rascal.
She never misses a trick, does she?
[CHUCKLES]
- Where is it?
- It's in my desk.
But maybe you would like to call
Mrs. Ewing first.
Oh, I don't think that'd be necessary.
I'm sure she's much too busy packing
to bother with little details like that.
Now, which drawer did you say
it was in?
Come on, Ratagan, find it.
- I don't see the label, J.R.
- To hell with the label.
Just rip it open.
What's the matter with you?
All right.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
J. R: Yeah?
- You left so quickly, Mr. Ewing.
I forgot to give you this note
from Mrs. Ewing.
Very kind of you. Thank you.
[FILM REELS CLANKING]
"Having fun destroying my film vault,
J. R?
You surely didn't think
I'd make it that easy for you."
[CHUCKLES]
What are we gonna do now?
[SIGHS]
I guess that woman did know me better
than anybody else in the world.
[CHUCKLES]
[SIGHS]
Ratagan, you are gonna search every film
vault on this planet until you find that film.
Yes, sir.
In the meantime, I'm gonna hire a team
of detectives to watch her around the clock.
I wanna know what she's doing,
where she's going, who she's seeing.
And there won't be a day that passes
that I don't know exactly what she's up to.
BOBBY:
April?
In here.
I, uh... I talked to the police.
They're putting a tap on your home phone
even as we speak.
Won't do any good.
What's the matter?
He called me here.
Whoever it is
knows I moved to Southfork.
[SIGHS]
He does know every move you make,
that's for sure.
Bobby, I'm scared.
Hey.
[SOBBING]
I'm trying to be cool about this...
...but I'm not doing a good job.
- You're doing fine, you're doing fine.
The more I think about it,
the more I'm convinced...
...it is Tommy McKay
behind the whole thing.
Well, that would make sense.
When I talked to Carter McKay about him,
he swore Tommy wasn't in town.
But he has no control over his son.
We both know that.
And what if it is Tommy?
Then he will be a very sorry young man.
I'd almost be happy to learn it is him.
At least I'd know who I'm dealing with.
April, we're gonna handle this. I promise.
In the meantime, I guess you're
gonna have to stay here with me.
I can't stay here forever.
Hey, come on. I thought you liked
having me around...
...to take care of things
that go bump in the night.
Wallace.
Cliff Barnes.
Well...
...things didn't go that great
with Afton's ex-husband.
I'll explain it to you
first thing in the morning.
No, I want you to meet me here
at my house.
Okay. See you then.
[EASY-LISTENING MUSIC
PLAYING ON STEREO]
- J.R., that's a lot of barrels more.
- Well, we'll figure out something.
BOBBY: Heh.
- Yeah, lookie here.
Nothing like a hearty breakfast
on the day of battle.
Just hope we're not wasting our time.
This is a big refinery deal
we're trying to put together.
Well, you know my motto.
Why settle for a piece of toast
when you can have eggs and bacon?
McKay may have left open the entire market
when he started shipping all crude to OPEC.
Does it mean we have to go
for the whole thing?
Nothing wrong with a big appetite.
I just wish you'd stay away
from Carter McKay.
He's a dangerous man.
There's enough bad blood already.
It'd be nice if we could come down
in the morning...
...and have nothing more ominous
to talk about than the weather.
Heh, I'm not gonna hold my breath
for that day.
I can't wait to go to work someday
and kick butt.
Don't make me laugh.
Oh, yeah? You don't think I'm tough enough
to run my own company?
You're tough.
But you don't have my brains.
Hear that? That's what happens
when you stay at Southfork too long.
Well, at least your family eats together.
Mine never did.
Well, you've got a point.
If it weren't for J.R., I might never
have learned the thrill of indigestion.
[LUC Y CHUCKLES]
[CALLY SIGHS]
Did you sleep any better last night, April?
Well, I woke up around 4 in the morning.
I couldn't really drift back.
But I noticed you were up awfully early.
I'm starting a new painting.
I think I'm gonna call it
Sunrise at Southfork.
CLAYTON:
We got an appointment with the locksmith.
ELLIE:
We'll get to the bottom of this.
[PHONE RINGING]
I'll get it.
Sit down, April.
Hello?
April? Aren't you hungry?
BOBBY:
Yeah, okay. Thank you.
Not really.
It was Phyllis.
Our appointment at Texas City
is all set up.
The company jet is standing by.
Hell, yeah, Bob. We gotta deal this deal.
BOBBY:
I think Cliff should be in on this with us.
- You actually know where he is?
- No, I don't.
Well, wherever that idiot is...
...he's not doing Ewing Oil a hell
of a lot of good, I guarantee you.
WALLACE:
Mr. Barnes.
How did you get in here?
- I picked your lock.
- Oh.
Well, I am a private investigator.
Yeah, well,
you don't believe in knocking?
I believe in doorbells,
and I rang yours six times.
Well, never mind. Let's get to work.
- You want some coffee?
- Sure.
So Afton's ex-husband
turned out to be a dead end.
Yeah, only after he ripped me off
for $25,000.
- He gave me a hell of a bump on the head.
- Won't say I told you so.
- But you should've let me come with you.
- We'll get our hands on that sleaze.
What I wanna know is
do you have any news on Afton...
...or my little girl?
I've got the club circuit wired.
As soon as Miss Cooper
starts singing again, we got her.
Yeah? Well, what if they just
stay in hiding?
She knows you're after her.
You just have to be patient.
Why don't you go to the office...
...and leave the detective work
to the professionals?
Because my child's out there somewhere.
My beautiful little girl.
And she's with the only woman
that I've ever loved.
And until I find them...
...the rest of my life is meaningless.
SHAUGHNESSY:
Business is business.
BOBBY: McKay left your refinery
with nothing to refine.
You should be mad as hell.
SHAUGHNESSY:
I'll find a new supplier, I'm not bothered.
J. R:
Ha, ha, come on, Shaughnessy.
Everybody in Texas knows...
...how you've been scrambling to replace
that crude Westar was giving you.
And with Ewing Oil...
...hell, we can give you top quality
empire crude, the best there is.
You don't wanna get stuck,
Shaughnessy.
That's why I invited
four of your biggest retailers.
If you get stuck, they get stuck.
None of us were pleased to hear Westar
is bedding down with the Bedouins.
But, uh, frankly, I don't think that Ewing Oil
is big enough to satisfy my operation.
We can give you
a hundred thousand barrels a day.
I need two.
Well, ha, ha, with us,
you're halfway there, aren't you?
Gentlemen, I told you this would happen.
As you probably know, my stations cover
big accounts from Georgia and Florida.
Now that's a lot of hungry outlets.
We're aware of that.
Well, none of us here mind
a perceived shortage of gasoline.
That's good for business
but a real shortage is not acceptable.
We need our supply.
And that means Shaughnessy's supply.
It's just too unreliable for Mr. Shaughnessy
to get a supply of crude...
...from small companies.
He's not comfortable with it,
we're not comfortable with it.
With Ewing Oil,
you won't need anybody else.
- We'll be your one and only.
BOBBY: In time.
We can't meet your figures without cutting
off some customers from our refinery.
- Ewing Oil will never do that.
- Unless the price is right.
- We'll never do it, J.R.
- Well, Bob...
Well, in that case, we can't do business.
I'm sorry to hear that, Shaughnessy.
But that's the way it has to be.
Sure nice talking to y'all.
What the hell's the matter with you?
I'm not gonna let you
talk me into robbing Peter to pay Paul.
Bobby, are you crazy?
You can't let this slip away like that.
All right, so we drop a few
of our old customers.
Don't you realize how much profit
we can ream off of this deal?
I said no.
Shaughnessy's got his back to the wall.
We'll make a lot of money.
I'm not gonna let you put
Ewing Oil's reputation in jeopardy again.
All right. Okay.
Shaughnessy is not the only game in town.
I'll tell you what,
I'm gonna stay here by the coast...
...see what I can drum up.
- That's not a bad idea.
I'll stay down here with you for a while.
That's the way
I like to hear you talk, bud.
[J.R. LAUGHS]
If you're gonna call April,
better do it now.
Once we hit the road,
we're gonna be going like hell.
Listen, on second thought,
there's no need for both of us to be here.
Now, I'll go back to Dallas.
April's a little shaky right now.
You stay down here and scout around.
Oh, all right. You go home
and protect your little girl...
...and I'll stay down here
and get the job done as usual.
You keep me posted.
I will, Bob. I'll keep you informed.
Every step of the way.
CHRISTOPHER:
Dad, this ain't so tough.
BOBBY: Well, I wanna taste them
before I let you brag.
ELLIE:
Don't forget. I want mine well done.
BOBBY:
They're all well done, Mama.
Cally, did J.R. Say
when he was gonna be home?
Oh, he's decided to stay overnight
in Texas City, Miss Ellie.
Heh, surprise, surprise.
You'll get used it, Cally.
J.R. Has slept in more beds
than a motel inspector.
[LUC Y GIGGLES]
- Well, um, he's on the road a lot.
- It's just part of his job.
- And Bobby left him there alone?
- He was worried about you, April.
April, have the police come up
with anything yet?
Not that I know of.
I'm just mad at myself
for being so jumpy.
[PHONE RINGING]
I'll get it.
Hello?
What?
Who is this?
[SIGHS]
Well, why didn't you say so?
Lucy, it's Cliff.
He needs Mitch's telephone number
in Atlanta.
Hello?
Hi, Cliff.
Yeah, I got it.
All right,
I'll go upstairs and call you back.
Good night, son.
[APRIL GRUNTING]
April?
[SIGHS]
[CHUCKLES]
Can I help?
Yeah. You can drag in the creep making
these crank calls so I can rip his teeth out.
[APRIL PANTING]
If I could, I would.
I mean, this has gotten so out of hand.
I've been behaving like a prisoner.
I've been letting myself feel trapped
by the thought of his phone calls.
I told you I think you're handling it well.
I can do better. A lot better.
I've decided to stop being afraid.
Because every time I feel fear, he wins.
I am not gonna act like a victim
and I'm not gonna let him spoil my life.
Good. I like your attitude.
But you still have to take
certain precautions.
If this turns out to be something
I'll have to face, I'll do it.
I'm saying, I'm not gonna break stride,
I'm gonna go on living and to hell with him.
[CHUCKLES]
You are something else, April Stevens.
[SIGHS]
So are you.
[SIGHS]
You know the only good thing
that's happened out of this?
What?
Is that you're right down the hall
from me.
And we'll supply you with every drop of oil
you need, I guarantee it.
- What about your brother?
- What about him?
Well, he seemed dead set
against this deal.
- I'm sorry, what did you say?
- He seemed dead set against this deal.
[J.R. LAUGHS]
Can't believe an old hand like you...
...would fall for one of my little brother's
business ploys.
Hell, he's just seeing how far he could
push it and jack the price up, that's all.
- You two boys are quite a pair.
- Yeah, I guess we are.
I got a letter of agreement
you might wanna look at.
Yeah, I'll bet you do.
Uh, yeah. Of course, now,
Ewing Oil's gonna have to ask...
...for a larger profit margin
than McKay was making.
Um, fifty cents a barrel
I figure ought to do it.
Well, we both know that's steep,
but, uh, I'll accept it.
As long as that crude
arrives like clockwork.
But if it doesn't arrive as promised...
...let's just say
I can be a real mean son of a bitch.
Heh, don't you worry.
Ewing Oil's gonna put a smile
on your face.
LOCKSMITH:
You've got a devil of a problem.
Been a long time
since I've seen a key like this.
Where did it come from?
It was sent to us
under very strange circumstances.
It came in a birthday card
to a man who's been dead seven years.
- With no return address.
- Just a smudged postmark.
Could be Missouri, could be Maine.
Sounds like something
right out of a mystery novel.
[LAUGHS]
It's gonna be over before it starts
if you don't identify that key.
Well, my best guess
is that it fits some kind of a strong box.
I'll go over and look up the serial number
and, uh, see what we can learn.
I didn't realize that
this would be so much trouble.
Oh, no trouble at all.
[MUMBLING INDISTINCTLY]
Tell you what...
...if this is the key to buried treasure...
...you come back
and treat me to a chili dinner. Okay?
It's a deal.
Let's see.
Aha!
Here we are.
Your key was made by a company that
manufactured deed boxes for bank vaults.
You know, to store,
uh, papers, valuables.
Kind of like today's,
uh, safe-deposit boxes.
That's wonderful.
Well, can you match the serial number
to any specific bank?
Nope.
Is the manufacturer still in business?
Went bankrupt 40, 45 years ago.
- Well, looks like we've hit a brick wall.
- No, not exactly.
This company only made deed boxes
for a part of New England.
And if the bank is still there,
then it has to be an old one.
That doesn't narrow it down much.
Well, what good is a mystery
if you solve it on page one?
MARIE:
He's here, finally.
[MARIE SIGHS]
Cliff, I've got 37 calls for you.
When are you gonna reschedule
those appointments?
Everyone's starting to complain.
Bobby needs to talk to you.
He's juggling about a dozen balls.
Okay, okay.
Well, you'll think of something
to tell them, huh?
[WOMEN CHUCKLING]
Is that the return of the prodigal partner?
- In the flesh.
- At least we think so.
He was moving rather quickly.
BOBBY: Are you looking for something?
- Oh, yeah. I'm looking for a file on Afton.
I had it made out for a detective.
Would you like a little update
on Ewing Oil business?
Yeah, I'd love it.
Well, the word is out that we're
making a play for McKay's former clients.
Okay, no surprise there.
Well, some of our old customers
are understandably nervous.
Oh, yeah, very understandably so.
I've assured them we're not gonna cut
them off just to beat McKay.
No, never do that.
We're going for a much smaller part
of McKay's old business.
Yeah, that makes sense.
Oh, hey. Here I got it.
Cliff, I've ordered our fields
to increase their production.
Have you? Oh, Bobby, you're a genius.
- And you're neglecting the company.
- I know.
I got personal problems.
- How much longer, Cliff?
- Don't know.
J.R.'s upset with your attitude.
J.R.'s upset with the fact
that I'm alive, period.
BOBBY:
Cliff.
[SIGHS]
I'm willing to bear with you.
But this job doesn't have an off switch.
Whatever your personal problems,
Ewing Oil has to go on with the show.
You either go on with it...
...or you leave it behind.
I know we've got a problem.
And I wanna talk about it...
...but tomorrow.
[DOOR CLOSES]
And this one, you know.
"I'm looking forward to hearing from you,"
the usual stuff.
PHYLLIS:
Mm-hm.
All right.
The next letter should go
to Peter Reuther.
And we're gonna have
to bring him along slowly.
I think he's gonna be happy
to move from Westar to Ewing Oil.
[BOBBY SIGHS]
Bobby, I don't mind working late,
but you're looking a little tired.
I'm just trying to speed things up for us.
By now, McKay's gotta know
what we're up to.
TOMMY:
Hello.
I thought I locked that outer door.
Don't shoot. It's only me.
BOBBY:
Tommy McKay.
- Phyllis, I think you better leave.
- I'd rather stay.
Look, you wanna frisk me? That's okay.
The only thing I came in here with
is an apology.
Phyllis.
When did you get back?
I just flew in about two hours ago
from Orlando.
Have your ticket? I'd like to see that.
Aisle seat, business class.
No luggage.
I travel light nowadays.
April's been getting
some crank phone calls.
Somebody's making threats.
And you think it's me?
- Is it?
- No.
You can call Tracey in Orlando.
She's been taking care of me.
I've been through rehab
and I'm one clean and sober guy.
By the way, she sends her love.
She's found a nice new boyfriend.
Not a bigshot like yourself,
but I think she's in love.
I'm glad to hear it.
Look.
I came back to Dallas to make up
with my father, if he'll take me back.
I'd like a fresh new start
with everyone, you and April.
- April doesn't wanna see you.
- That's why I came to you instead.
Just tell her that I plan
to stay away from her.
I'll do it.
I knew I've screwed up a lot
of people's lives, including my own.
I've caused a lot of hurt
and a lot of pain.
But none of that's gonna happen again.
I sure don't wanna see that right-cross,
left-hook combination you dealt last time.
I'll tell you what,
you just stay out of my way...
...and I'll stay out of yours.
[SIGHS]
J. R: Cally, darling?
- Hi, J.R.
I'm so glad you're back, I missed you.
Oh, ha, ha, I missed you too.
Oh, what's going on here?
April teaching you investments?
- She's deciding what new stocks to buy.
- Yeah? Got a tip for me, April?
Actually,
the best buy in the market is Westar.
Up three and an eighth.
Maybe I'll buy back my block of shares.
Yeah, you do that. While you're at it,
book yourself on the Titanic.
[J.R. LAUGHS]
CALLY:
Mm...
- You ladies excuse me. I need to shower.
- Oh, that's funny, so do I.
- Well, you look clean to me.
- Well, you haven't checked behind my ears.
J. R: Ha, ha, well, I hadn't thought to look.
Let me see here now.
[CALLY GIGGLES]
CALLY:
J.R., not here!
You start the water.
I'll just slip my clothes off.
Everybody's wrong about you.
I always hear how you don't know
how to leave your work at the office.
That just isn't true.
[J.R. LAUGHS]
I'm a changed man
because of you, honey.
[SHOWER RUNNING]
Uh, I'd like to speak to Mr. Ramirez, please.
This is J.R. Ewing.
Hey, Manuel.
Are you ready to finalize our deal?
I need your company. I need it right now.
CALLY:
J.R., hurry up. It's getting cold.
Ha, ha, sure, Bobby is in on this...
...but I'm afraid he's not gonna
be able to attend the meeting.
No, no. He's up to his eyeballs
at the office, you know how it is.
[SIGHS]
[DOOR OPENS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
I hope you don't mind, Dad.
I kept my key to the front door.
I'm sorry, Dad, for everything.
It's okay.
It's okay. Ha, ha.
All the lies...
...the drugs, the craziness.
You're better, aren't you?
I mean,
Tracey's been sending me the reports.
I'm clean, Dad. I swear.
Not only that, I'm not angry anymore.
No more blaming you
because life didn't go my way.
But I need you to forgive me.
I need that from you.
[SIGHS]
Of course I forgive you.
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, check out the suit, huh?
- You look great, ha, ha!
- Oh, and a haircut.
It's terrific.
I'd like to try
to earn your trust again, Dad.
Maybe work for you at Westar,
if you'll let me.
I'll even start at the mail room.
You're serious?
Do you think I can come back?
I mean, live with you for a while.
Hey, I'd be home early for dinner.
I mean, I'll vote Republican. L...
I'll even drink my coffee
decaffeinated, Dad.
Welcome home, son.
I love you, Dad.
J. R:
Well, there's a man in a hurry.
BOBBY: Have you seen April?
- I think I heard her go up into her room.
I mean, my old room.
I mean, Sue Ellen's old room.
I'm, uh, going out on the road tomorrow.
Wanna come along?
No, I can't, something's come up.
Excuse me.
Thought you wanted
to go back on the road by yourself.
How come you asked Bobby to go?
That way, he won't be able to accuse me
of going behind his back.
The secret to getting the answer you want
is to ask the question at just the right time.
And that is in the J.R. Ewing handbook.
Oh, yeah? When do I get my copy
of this famous handbook?
Soon as you fix me a drink.
[SIGHS]
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Come in.
Oh, I'm glad you're home.
[DOOR CLOSES]
I think.
You'll never guess
who just stopped by my office.
- Tell me.
- Short hair...
...a business suit
and was very apologetic.
- Not Tommy?
- The one and only.
April, he swears up and down...
...he had nothing to do
with those calls you've been getting.
Even had a plane ticket from Florida
to prove he wasn't in town.
Well, if he was really in Florida...
...he couldn't have known
I moved to Southfork.
Do you believe him?
I don't know what to believe.
But I'll tell you,
I want you to stay here at the ranch...
...for another week, all right?
I need to go back to my place.
I need to get some clothes and some stuff.
All right, all right. I'll take you, come on.
CLIFF: Any idea
why Van Buren turned up in Charleston?
Well, it's his hometown.
Other than that,
we don't know what he's doing there.
Yeah, well, maybe he just needed a place
to drink up my $25,000 that he stole.
- When is the next plane out?
- Tomorrow morning.
Gonna need two tickets.
Oh, boy, I'm that predictable, huh?
- You said it, I didn't.
- Uh, hold it.
Uh, just one more thing.
Any sign of Afton there, or my little girl?
I'm sorry.
APRIL: I'll just be a minute.
- Take your time.
I don't remember leaving my light on.
[CLATTERING NEARBY]
[APRIL GASPS]
- Oh, my God, there's somebody here.
- Stay here, stay here.
Hello?
[THUDDING]
Couldn't we at least start
with dinner and a movie?
It's true, I do like a man
who's good with his hands.
Shelley, what are you doing here?
I'm not sure...
...but it feels pretty nice.
- Obviously, you know each other.
Bobby, meet my little sister.
Although she's not so little anymore.
I, uh... I hope I didn't hurt you.
We were expecting someone else.
Hey, I'm fine.
Shelley always lands on her feet...
...even when it appears otherwise.
Hi, I'm Michelle Stevens.
Bobby Ewing.
Ewing?
Any relation to your ex?
Or do you just have a thing
for the last name?
Why didn't you call first?
I did. You were never home.
Most of those clicks on
your answering machine are from me.
Anyway, Mom told me big sis was doing
well here in the land of the longhorn...
...so I thought I'd come
check out the action.
You never told me much
about your sister.
I'm surprised she told you anything at all.
I'm sure she forgot to mention
we used to be hookers.
Called ourselves "The Calendar Girls."
She was April...
...and I was May.
Shelley.
Ha, ha, okay, I'm kidding.
Look, sis, I'm sorry.
I know we hadn't gotten along that well
in the past.
But I've come a long way
to make up with you.
Can't you just give me a chance?
Please?
I'll tell you what I'll do.
I'll take you to a hotel
and we can catch up tomorrow.
I'm sure you've gotta rush back
to New York.
I quit my job.
Said goodbye to my old life.
In fact, everything I have left in the world
is unpacked in your new guest bedroom.
What?
She never used to be so emotional.
It's funny what happens when you get...
...two members of the same family
in one room.
Heh, you should meet my brother.
If he's anything like you, lead me to him.
[PHONE RINGING]
- Can I help you with that canvas?
- No, thanks. I almost got it.
Looks like the hardest part about painting
is getting started.
TERESA:
Phone call, Miss Ellie.
Who is it, Teresa?
It's a gentleman who would like to speak
with Mr. Jock.
Oh.
Well, then I guess l...
I'd better see who it is.
It's good.
It's very good.
Thanks, Dad.
I mean,
most of your proposals won't work.
[McKAY CHUCKLES]
But two or three of your ideas
are real clever.
You're trying to figure out
how I got such decent grasp of the oil biz.
I admit, that's the first thing
that crossed my mind.
Well, every night...
...in my room at the rehab hospital,
Tracey came by to talk.
I picked her brain.
And I wrote these ideas up for you.
Well, you're honest.
She obviously taught you something.
I've got a good imagination, Dad.
I just need some hands-on experience.
Then I take it you don't really
wanna start in the mail room after all.
Well, this is gonna sound corny.
But I'd like to be your son and heir.
I'd like to learn
what you're willing to teach.
- You're willing to put in long hours?
- No problem.
Heavy responsibility.
As much as I can handle.
Well, then there's the real downside,
being the boss' son.
People trying to use you to get at me...
...sucking up to you...
...while they try and stab you
in the back.
Nobody's seeing
your talent and intelligence.
Everybody's just thinking
how easy it is to ride on dad's coattails...
...when actually
it's a bloody, awful roller-coaster ride.
Look...
...l'll just do my best.
The hell with what people think.
I don't need to be an executive.
I just wanna work by your side.
You got yourself a job.
And I'm ready to go.
In fact, I'd love to hear
what you have in mind for Ewing Oil.
[SCOFFS]
Funny you should mention them.
It turns out that they'd been
running all over the state...
...trying to scoop up the business
that Westar dropped.
But I have come up with a few counter
measures that should set them back a bit.
Ah, ooh, excuse me, Dad. I'm sorry.
I just realized I'm late for a lunch date.
Got a new girlfriend already?
Uh, no, I've got a new barber.
Anyway, I'll get a trim, be back by 1.
[DOOR OPENS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
[SIGHS]
It turned out to be a Mr. Mallory.
One that sent the birthday card to Jock?
No, no. This was Mallory Junior.
His father just recently died...
...and he found the card
among his father's things.
He just sent you the card
without opening it?
Yes, he said his curiosity
was driving him crazy...
...and that's why he called.
And when I told him
that Jock had been dead for some time...
...he was very apologetic.
- Did you mention the key?
ELLIE: I did.
He said he remembered
something in his father's will...
...about a certain safe-deposit box...
...that was in an old bank
in Stockbridge, Massachusetts.
This all seems kind of fishy to me.
First the card then the call? How do we
know this whole thing isn't a scam?
Evidently, Jock and Mallory served together
in the England during the war.
Jock never liked to talk
about the war years much...
...which would explain why I never heard
of Mallory before.
Then why didn't Mallory Senior
send the card and key before he died?
Well, I got a feeling
from Mallory Junior...
...that he thought his father
was just a bit eccentric.
Anyway, I told him I would be there with
the key as soon as I could book a flight.
CALLY: Really?
LUC Y: You're kidding? Ha.
Well, that's not like you Ellie.
Pack your bags, Clayton.
How often do you get a chance
for a little adventure?
JUDSON:
Hey, how are you?
WALLACE: Everything ready?
- Uh, change of plans.
- Huh? What's happening?
- This is Judson Neil, one of my operatives.
Hi. So where's Van Buren?
We plan on nailing him
outside his so-called ancestral home.
Trouble is, when he got there,
old patriarch wouldn't let him in.
- Heh, must have smelled his breath.
- Yeah.
So last night, he, uh, checked
into this motel, he got himself boozed-up...
...got himself in an all-night poker game
where he lost big.
Sounds like you're not gonna see
your 25 grand again, Mr. Barnes.
I told you, I don't care about the cash,
I wanna know where the jerk is.
He wasn't a very happy loser...
...and as you recall,
he packs a pretty mean wallop.
Started a brawl, put two guys in the
hospital, ended up in the local slammer.
He's in jail?
Twenty-five thousand dollar bail.
- Nice irony.
- Let's go.
Mr. Barnes, he's in the isolation tank,
we can't get to him till tomorrow.
Well, okay,
I don't mind waiting another day.
So long as I get my payback.
[BO YS CHATTERING]
BOOMER:
Payback, huh?
Is that the name of the game, Tommy?
I don't remember you being such
a vengeful guy down in South America.
Look, you want the money or not?
Don't get mad. Didn't I make
all those crank calls you asked me to?
Hell, I even followed her out
to Southfork for you.
Well, that's over.
How come?
I was just beginning to have some fun.
I realize I had the wrong idea.
Why don't we get to business?
Fine, Tommy, just lighten up a little, okay?
You're always so damn intense.
Hey. I bet you didn't know
I had a hell of a fastball in high school.
Pitched a perfect game,
struck out 19 batters.
- I really don't care.
- Sure you do, Tommy.
Of course, uh, I blew out my arm
before I got a shot at the bigs.
Take about your bad luck, right?
I could have been playing
in Yankee Stadium now.
Instead, I'm selling guns
to half of South America.
[BOOMER LAUGHS]
Oh, by the way.
That's that plastique explosive
I was telling you about.
[LAUGHS]
You're a real pain, Boomer.
Tommy, you're gonna have to tell me
what kind of a little bomb...
...you'd like me to design for you.
It's gotta be small.
Undetectable.
And something that's gonna vaporize
anyone within 10 feet.
No problem. How small?
TOMMY:
It's gotta be able to fit...
...into something like this.
BOOMER:
No problem.
[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]
MANUEL: J.R.
- Hi there, Manuel.
Nice rig you got here.
MANUEL:
Yep.
I'm about to launch a new platform
near Morgan City.
That makes four in all.
Ramirez Explorations really hit it big.
- That's right.
- Yeah.
You made it in a tough business, buddy.
I gotta admire that.
Well, I come from a big family, J.R.
Competition is my middle name.
[J.R. LAUGHS]
Sounds like the story of my life.
Anyway, I got adjoining tracks in the
central Gulf. You know what that means.
Rule of first capture.
Get in there, suck that stuff
before your enemies can.
That's the name of my game.
Anyway, let's get down to business.
You wanna buy my company?
- You got my offer.
- You sure that's the best you can do?
I couldn't go another penny, Manuel.
You know,
it's not nice to lowball a friend.
What's going on here?
You got another offer on your table,
don't you?
Carter McKay called me this morning.
Carter McKay?
Now, there's a man
with a lot of spare cash.
He doubled your offer, J.R.
Doubled it, so I cut a deal with him.
I need your crude and I need it right now.
It's not gonna happen.
Wait. We had a verbal agreement.
McKay is willing to pay a crazy price,
that's my good luck and your bad luck.
But frankly, I don't care who I sell to
as long as the bucks are big.
Hey, you little weasel.
You tell McKay
this is just the first round.
You better start
getting scared too, buddy.
The world is littered
with bodies of people...
...who tried to stick it
to old J.R. Ewing.
[ENGLISH SDH]
And good riddance.
[DOOR OPENS]
NARRATOR:
Last on Dallas:
[DOOR CLOSES]
- Burn it, Sue Ellen.
- Not on your life.
It's addressed to Jock.
Jock?
What's this?
Hello? Is anybody there?
Afton's daughter
turned out to be my child.
I gotta go find them.
If you've got something to say, say it.
CLIFF:
That's not her.
If you cross me for any reason,
then I'll release the movie.
And you, J.R., will be the laughing stock
of Texas.
MAN [O VER PHONE]:
I'll be seeing you soon.
Who is this? Who is it?
- Where's Tommy?
- Get the hell out of here.
One beating wasn't enough for him. Huh?
MAN [O VER PHONE]:
I know you are.
SUE ELLEN:
Don't forget.
I'll be back.
J. R: Nobody puts a screw to J.R. Ewing
and gets away with it for long.
Especially not that conniving
ex-wife of mine.
RATAGAN:
I'm sorry I didn't get here sooner, J.R.
J. R: That's all right. I wanted to make sure
Sue Ellen was out of this dump anyhow.
[HORN HONKS]
Hey, let's go!
J. R: Oh, Sue Ellen never told she had such
an attractive assistant here at the studio.
I'm afraid Mrs. Ewing isn't here.
You mean, she's already gone.
I told you we should've called ahead.
Maybe I can help you.
I don't know if you can or not. She was
gonna give me a key to the film vault...
...and said there was something
for me to look at down there.
Mrs. Ewing didn't specifically mention
the vault key but...
But she did leave it?
That little rascal.
She never misses a trick, does she?
[CHUCKLES]
- Where is it?
- It's in my desk.
But maybe you would like to call
Mrs. Ewing first.
Oh, I don't think that'd be necessary.
I'm sure she's much too busy packing
to bother with little details like that.
Now, which drawer did you say
it was in?
Come on, Ratagan, find it.
- I don't see the label, J.R.
- To hell with the label.
Just rip it open.
What's the matter with you?
All right.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
J. R: Yeah?
- You left so quickly, Mr. Ewing.
I forgot to give you this note
from Mrs. Ewing.
Very kind of you. Thank you.
[FILM REELS CLANKING]
"Having fun destroying my film vault,
J. R?
You surely didn't think
I'd make it that easy for you."
[CHUCKLES]
What are we gonna do now?
[SIGHS]
I guess that woman did know me better
than anybody else in the world.
[CHUCKLES]
[SIGHS]
Ratagan, you are gonna search every film
vault on this planet until you find that film.
Yes, sir.
In the meantime, I'm gonna hire a team
of detectives to watch her around the clock.
I wanna know what she's doing,
where she's going, who she's seeing.
And there won't be a day that passes
that I don't know exactly what she's up to.
BOBBY:
April?
In here.
I, uh... I talked to the police.
They're putting a tap on your home phone
even as we speak.
Won't do any good.
What's the matter?
He called me here.
Whoever it is
knows I moved to Southfork.
[SIGHS]
He does know every move you make,
that's for sure.
Bobby, I'm scared.
Hey.
[SOBBING]
I'm trying to be cool about this...
...but I'm not doing a good job.
- You're doing fine, you're doing fine.
The more I think about it,
the more I'm convinced...
...it is Tommy McKay
behind the whole thing.
Well, that would make sense.
When I talked to Carter McKay about him,
he swore Tommy wasn't in town.
But he has no control over his son.
We both know that.
And what if it is Tommy?
Then he will be a very sorry young man.
I'd almost be happy to learn it is him.
At least I'd know who I'm dealing with.
April, we're gonna handle this. I promise.
In the meantime, I guess you're
gonna have to stay here with me.
I can't stay here forever.
Hey, come on. I thought you liked
having me around...
...to take care of things
that go bump in the night.
Wallace.
Cliff Barnes.
Well...
...things didn't go that great
with Afton's ex-husband.
I'll explain it to you
first thing in the morning.
No, I want you to meet me here
at my house.
Okay. See you then.
[EASY-LISTENING MUSIC
PLAYING ON STEREO]
- J.R., that's a lot of barrels more.
- Well, we'll figure out something.
BOBBY: Heh.
- Yeah, lookie here.
Nothing like a hearty breakfast
on the day of battle.
Just hope we're not wasting our time.
This is a big refinery deal
we're trying to put together.
Well, you know my motto.
Why settle for a piece of toast
when you can have eggs and bacon?
McKay may have left open the entire market
when he started shipping all crude to OPEC.
Does it mean we have to go
for the whole thing?
Nothing wrong with a big appetite.
I just wish you'd stay away
from Carter McKay.
He's a dangerous man.
There's enough bad blood already.
It'd be nice if we could come down
in the morning...
...and have nothing more ominous
to talk about than the weather.
Heh, I'm not gonna hold my breath
for that day.
I can't wait to go to work someday
and kick butt.
Don't make me laugh.
Oh, yeah? You don't think I'm tough enough
to run my own company?
You're tough.
But you don't have my brains.
Hear that? That's what happens
when you stay at Southfork too long.
Well, at least your family eats together.
Mine never did.
Well, you've got a point.
If it weren't for J.R., I might never
have learned the thrill of indigestion.
[LUC Y CHUCKLES]
[CALLY SIGHS]
Did you sleep any better last night, April?
Well, I woke up around 4 in the morning.
I couldn't really drift back.
But I noticed you were up awfully early.
I'm starting a new painting.
I think I'm gonna call it
Sunrise at Southfork.
CLAYTON:
We got an appointment with the locksmith.
ELLIE:
We'll get to the bottom of this.
[PHONE RINGING]
I'll get it.
Sit down, April.
Hello?
April? Aren't you hungry?
BOBBY:
Yeah, okay. Thank you.
Not really.
It was Phyllis.
Our appointment at Texas City
is all set up.
The company jet is standing by.
Hell, yeah, Bob. We gotta deal this deal.
BOBBY:
I think Cliff should be in on this with us.
- You actually know where he is?
- No, I don't.
Well, wherever that idiot is...
...he's not doing Ewing Oil a hell
of a lot of good, I guarantee you.
WALLACE:
Mr. Barnes.
How did you get in here?
- I picked your lock.
- Oh.
Well, I am a private investigator.
Yeah, well,
you don't believe in knocking?
I believe in doorbells,
and I rang yours six times.
Well, never mind. Let's get to work.
- You want some coffee?
- Sure.
So Afton's ex-husband
turned out to be a dead end.
Yeah, only after he ripped me off
for $25,000.
- He gave me a hell of a bump on the head.
- Won't say I told you so.
- But you should've let me come with you.
- We'll get our hands on that sleaze.
What I wanna know is
do you have any news on Afton...
...or my little girl?
I've got the club circuit wired.
As soon as Miss Cooper
starts singing again, we got her.
Yeah? Well, what if they just
stay in hiding?
She knows you're after her.
You just have to be patient.
Why don't you go to the office...
...and leave the detective work
to the professionals?
Because my child's out there somewhere.
My beautiful little girl.
And she's with the only woman
that I've ever loved.
And until I find them...
...the rest of my life is meaningless.
SHAUGHNESSY:
Business is business.
BOBBY: McKay left your refinery
with nothing to refine.
You should be mad as hell.
SHAUGHNESSY:
I'll find a new supplier, I'm not bothered.
J. R:
Ha, ha, come on, Shaughnessy.
Everybody in Texas knows...
...how you've been scrambling to replace
that crude Westar was giving you.
And with Ewing Oil...
...hell, we can give you top quality
empire crude, the best there is.
You don't wanna get stuck,
Shaughnessy.
That's why I invited
four of your biggest retailers.
If you get stuck, they get stuck.
None of us were pleased to hear Westar
is bedding down with the Bedouins.
But, uh, frankly, I don't think that Ewing Oil
is big enough to satisfy my operation.
We can give you
a hundred thousand barrels a day.
I need two.
Well, ha, ha, with us,
you're halfway there, aren't you?
Gentlemen, I told you this would happen.
As you probably know, my stations cover
big accounts from Georgia and Florida.
Now that's a lot of hungry outlets.
We're aware of that.
Well, none of us here mind
a perceived shortage of gasoline.
That's good for business
but a real shortage is not acceptable.
We need our supply.
And that means Shaughnessy's supply.
It's just too unreliable for Mr. Shaughnessy
to get a supply of crude...
...from small companies.
He's not comfortable with it,
we're not comfortable with it.
With Ewing Oil,
you won't need anybody else.
- We'll be your one and only.
BOBBY: In time.
We can't meet your figures without cutting
off some customers from our refinery.
- Ewing Oil will never do that.
- Unless the price is right.
- We'll never do it, J.R.
- Well, Bob...
Well, in that case, we can't do business.
I'm sorry to hear that, Shaughnessy.
But that's the way it has to be.
Sure nice talking to y'all.
What the hell's the matter with you?
I'm not gonna let you
talk me into robbing Peter to pay Paul.
Bobby, are you crazy?
You can't let this slip away like that.
All right, so we drop a few
of our old customers.
Don't you realize how much profit
we can ream off of this deal?
I said no.
Shaughnessy's got his back to the wall.
We'll make a lot of money.
I'm not gonna let you put
Ewing Oil's reputation in jeopardy again.
All right. Okay.
Shaughnessy is not the only game in town.
I'll tell you what,
I'm gonna stay here by the coast...
...see what I can drum up.
- That's not a bad idea.
I'll stay down here with you for a while.
That's the way
I like to hear you talk, bud.
[J.R. LAUGHS]
If you're gonna call April,
better do it now.
Once we hit the road,
we're gonna be going like hell.
Listen, on second thought,
there's no need for both of us to be here.
Now, I'll go back to Dallas.
April's a little shaky right now.
You stay down here and scout around.
Oh, all right. You go home
and protect your little girl...
...and I'll stay down here
and get the job done as usual.
You keep me posted.
I will, Bob. I'll keep you informed.
Every step of the way.
CHRISTOPHER:
Dad, this ain't so tough.
BOBBY: Well, I wanna taste them
before I let you brag.
ELLIE:
Don't forget. I want mine well done.
BOBBY:
They're all well done, Mama.
Cally, did J.R. Say
when he was gonna be home?
Oh, he's decided to stay overnight
in Texas City, Miss Ellie.
Heh, surprise, surprise.
You'll get used it, Cally.
J.R. Has slept in more beds
than a motel inspector.
[LUC Y GIGGLES]
- Well, um, he's on the road a lot.
- It's just part of his job.
- And Bobby left him there alone?
- He was worried about you, April.
April, have the police come up
with anything yet?
Not that I know of.
I'm just mad at myself
for being so jumpy.
[PHONE RINGING]
I'll get it.
Hello?
What?
Who is this?
[SIGHS]
Well, why didn't you say so?
Lucy, it's Cliff.
He needs Mitch's telephone number
in Atlanta.
Hello?
Hi, Cliff.
Yeah, I got it.
All right,
I'll go upstairs and call you back.
Good night, son.
[APRIL GRUNTING]
April?
[SIGHS]
[CHUCKLES]
Can I help?
Yeah. You can drag in the creep making
these crank calls so I can rip his teeth out.
[APRIL PANTING]
If I could, I would.
I mean, this has gotten so out of hand.
I've been behaving like a prisoner.
I've been letting myself feel trapped
by the thought of his phone calls.
I told you I think you're handling it well.
I can do better. A lot better.
I've decided to stop being afraid.
Because every time I feel fear, he wins.
I am not gonna act like a victim
and I'm not gonna let him spoil my life.
Good. I like your attitude.
But you still have to take
certain precautions.
If this turns out to be something
I'll have to face, I'll do it.
I'm saying, I'm not gonna break stride,
I'm gonna go on living and to hell with him.
[CHUCKLES]
You are something else, April Stevens.
[SIGHS]
So are you.
[SIGHS]
You know the only good thing
that's happened out of this?
What?
Is that you're right down the hall
from me.
And we'll supply you with every drop of oil
you need, I guarantee it.
- What about your brother?
- What about him?
Well, he seemed dead set
against this deal.
- I'm sorry, what did you say?
- He seemed dead set against this deal.
[J.R. LAUGHS]
Can't believe an old hand like you...
...would fall for one of my little brother's
business ploys.
Hell, he's just seeing how far he could
push it and jack the price up, that's all.
- You two boys are quite a pair.
- Yeah, I guess we are.
I got a letter of agreement
you might wanna look at.
Yeah, I'll bet you do.
Uh, yeah. Of course, now,
Ewing Oil's gonna have to ask...
...for a larger profit margin
than McKay was making.
Um, fifty cents a barrel
I figure ought to do it.
Well, we both know that's steep,
but, uh, I'll accept it.
As long as that crude
arrives like clockwork.
But if it doesn't arrive as promised...
...let's just say
I can be a real mean son of a bitch.
Heh, don't you worry.
Ewing Oil's gonna put a smile
on your face.
LOCKSMITH:
You've got a devil of a problem.
Been a long time
since I've seen a key like this.
Where did it come from?
It was sent to us
under very strange circumstances.
It came in a birthday card
to a man who's been dead seven years.
- With no return address.
- Just a smudged postmark.
Could be Missouri, could be Maine.
Sounds like something
right out of a mystery novel.
[LAUGHS]
It's gonna be over before it starts
if you don't identify that key.
Well, my best guess
is that it fits some kind of a strong box.
I'll go over and look up the serial number
and, uh, see what we can learn.
I didn't realize that
this would be so much trouble.
Oh, no trouble at all.
[MUMBLING INDISTINCTLY]
Tell you what...
...if this is the key to buried treasure...
...you come back
and treat me to a chili dinner. Okay?
It's a deal.
Let's see.
Aha!
Here we are.
Your key was made by a company that
manufactured deed boxes for bank vaults.
You know, to store,
uh, papers, valuables.
Kind of like today's,
uh, safe-deposit boxes.
That's wonderful.
Well, can you match the serial number
to any specific bank?
Nope.
Is the manufacturer still in business?
Went bankrupt 40, 45 years ago.
- Well, looks like we've hit a brick wall.
- No, not exactly.
This company only made deed boxes
for a part of New England.
And if the bank is still there,
then it has to be an old one.
That doesn't narrow it down much.
Well, what good is a mystery
if you solve it on page one?
MARIE:
He's here, finally.
[MARIE SIGHS]
Cliff, I've got 37 calls for you.
When are you gonna reschedule
those appointments?
Everyone's starting to complain.
Bobby needs to talk to you.
He's juggling about a dozen balls.
Okay, okay.
Well, you'll think of something
to tell them, huh?
[WOMEN CHUCKLING]
Is that the return of the prodigal partner?
- In the flesh.
- At least we think so.
He was moving rather quickly.
BOBBY: Are you looking for something?
- Oh, yeah. I'm looking for a file on Afton.
I had it made out for a detective.
Would you like a little update
on Ewing Oil business?
Yeah, I'd love it.
Well, the word is out that we're
making a play for McKay's former clients.
Okay, no surprise there.
Well, some of our old customers
are understandably nervous.
Oh, yeah, very understandably so.
I've assured them we're not gonna cut
them off just to beat McKay.
No, never do that.
We're going for a much smaller part
of McKay's old business.
Yeah, that makes sense.
Oh, hey. Here I got it.
Cliff, I've ordered our fields
to increase their production.
Have you? Oh, Bobby, you're a genius.
- And you're neglecting the company.
- I know.
I got personal problems.
- How much longer, Cliff?
- Don't know.
J.R.'s upset with your attitude.
J.R.'s upset with the fact
that I'm alive, period.
BOBBY:
Cliff.
[SIGHS]
I'm willing to bear with you.
But this job doesn't have an off switch.
Whatever your personal problems,
Ewing Oil has to go on with the show.
You either go on with it...
...or you leave it behind.
I know we've got a problem.
And I wanna talk about it...
...but tomorrow.
[DOOR CLOSES]
And this one, you know.
"I'm looking forward to hearing from you,"
the usual stuff.
PHYLLIS:
Mm-hm.
All right.
The next letter should go
to Peter Reuther.
And we're gonna have
to bring him along slowly.
I think he's gonna be happy
to move from Westar to Ewing Oil.
[BOBBY SIGHS]
Bobby, I don't mind working late,
but you're looking a little tired.
I'm just trying to speed things up for us.
By now, McKay's gotta know
what we're up to.
TOMMY:
Hello.
I thought I locked that outer door.
Don't shoot. It's only me.
BOBBY:
Tommy McKay.
- Phyllis, I think you better leave.
- I'd rather stay.
Look, you wanna frisk me? That's okay.
The only thing I came in here with
is an apology.
Phyllis.
When did you get back?
I just flew in about two hours ago
from Orlando.
Have your ticket? I'd like to see that.
Aisle seat, business class.
No luggage.
I travel light nowadays.
April's been getting
some crank phone calls.
Somebody's making threats.
And you think it's me?
- Is it?
- No.
You can call Tracey in Orlando.
She's been taking care of me.
I've been through rehab
and I'm one clean and sober guy.
By the way, she sends her love.
She's found a nice new boyfriend.
Not a bigshot like yourself,
but I think she's in love.
I'm glad to hear it.
Look.
I came back to Dallas to make up
with my father, if he'll take me back.
I'd like a fresh new start
with everyone, you and April.
- April doesn't wanna see you.
- That's why I came to you instead.
Just tell her that I plan
to stay away from her.
I'll do it.
I knew I've screwed up a lot
of people's lives, including my own.
I've caused a lot of hurt
and a lot of pain.
But none of that's gonna happen again.
I sure don't wanna see that right-cross,
left-hook combination you dealt last time.
I'll tell you what,
you just stay out of my way...
...and I'll stay out of yours.
[SIGHS]
J. R: Cally, darling?
- Hi, J.R.
I'm so glad you're back, I missed you.
Oh, ha, ha, I missed you too.
Oh, what's going on here?
April teaching you investments?
- She's deciding what new stocks to buy.
- Yeah? Got a tip for me, April?
Actually,
the best buy in the market is Westar.
Up three and an eighth.
Maybe I'll buy back my block of shares.
Yeah, you do that. While you're at it,
book yourself on the Titanic.
[J.R. LAUGHS]
CALLY:
Mm...
- You ladies excuse me. I need to shower.
- Oh, that's funny, so do I.
- Well, you look clean to me.
- Well, you haven't checked behind my ears.
J. R: Ha, ha, well, I hadn't thought to look.
Let me see here now.
[CALLY GIGGLES]
CALLY:
J.R., not here!
You start the water.
I'll just slip my clothes off.
Everybody's wrong about you.
I always hear how you don't know
how to leave your work at the office.
That just isn't true.
[J.R. LAUGHS]
I'm a changed man
because of you, honey.
[SHOWER RUNNING]
Uh, I'd like to speak to Mr. Ramirez, please.
This is J.R. Ewing.
Hey, Manuel.
Are you ready to finalize our deal?
I need your company. I need it right now.
CALLY:
J.R., hurry up. It's getting cold.
Ha, ha, sure, Bobby is in on this...
...but I'm afraid he's not gonna
be able to attend the meeting.
No, no. He's up to his eyeballs
at the office, you know how it is.
[SIGHS]
[DOOR OPENS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
I hope you don't mind, Dad.
I kept my key to the front door.
I'm sorry, Dad, for everything.
It's okay.
It's okay. Ha, ha.
All the lies...
...the drugs, the craziness.
You're better, aren't you?
I mean,
Tracey's been sending me the reports.
I'm clean, Dad. I swear.
Not only that, I'm not angry anymore.
No more blaming you
because life didn't go my way.
But I need you to forgive me.
I need that from you.
[SIGHS]
Of course I forgive you.
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, check out the suit, huh?
- You look great, ha, ha!
- Oh, and a haircut.
It's terrific.
I'd like to try
to earn your trust again, Dad.
Maybe work for you at Westar,
if you'll let me.
I'll even start at the mail room.
You're serious?
Do you think I can come back?
I mean, live with you for a while.
Hey, I'd be home early for dinner.
I mean, I'll vote Republican. L...
I'll even drink my coffee
decaffeinated, Dad.
Welcome home, son.
I love you, Dad.
J. R:
Well, there's a man in a hurry.
BOBBY: Have you seen April?
- I think I heard her go up into her room.
I mean, my old room.
I mean, Sue Ellen's old room.
I'm, uh, going out on the road tomorrow.
Wanna come along?
No, I can't, something's come up.
Excuse me.
Thought you wanted
to go back on the road by yourself.
How come you asked Bobby to go?
That way, he won't be able to accuse me
of going behind his back.
The secret to getting the answer you want
is to ask the question at just the right time.
And that is in the J.R. Ewing handbook.
Oh, yeah? When do I get my copy
of this famous handbook?
Soon as you fix me a drink.
[SIGHS]
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Come in.
Oh, I'm glad you're home.
[DOOR CLOSES]
I think.
You'll never guess
who just stopped by my office.
- Tell me.
- Short hair...
...a business suit
and was very apologetic.
- Not Tommy?
- The one and only.
April, he swears up and down...
...he had nothing to do
with those calls you've been getting.
Even had a plane ticket from Florida
to prove he wasn't in town.
Well, if he was really in Florida...
...he couldn't have known
I moved to Southfork.
Do you believe him?
I don't know what to believe.
But I'll tell you,
I want you to stay here at the ranch...
...for another week, all right?
I need to go back to my place.
I need to get some clothes and some stuff.
All right, all right. I'll take you, come on.
CLIFF: Any idea
why Van Buren turned up in Charleston?
Well, it's his hometown.
Other than that,
we don't know what he's doing there.
Yeah, well, maybe he just needed a place
to drink up my $25,000 that he stole.
- When is the next plane out?
- Tomorrow morning.
Gonna need two tickets.
Oh, boy, I'm that predictable, huh?
- You said it, I didn't.
- Uh, hold it.
Uh, just one more thing.
Any sign of Afton there, or my little girl?
I'm sorry.
APRIL: I'll just be a minute.
- Take your time.
I don't remember leaving my light on.
[CLATTERING NEARBY]
[APRIL GASPS]
- Oh, my God, there's somebody here.
- Stay here, stay here.
Hello?
[THUDDING]
Couldn't we at least start
with dinner and a movie?
It's true, I do like a man
who's good with his hands.
Shelley, what are you doing here?
I'm not sure...
...but it feels pretty nice.
- Obviously, you know each other.
Bobby, meet my little sister.
Although she's not so little anymore.
I, uh... I hope I didn't hurt you.
We were expecting someone else.
Hey, I'm fine.
Shelley always lands on her feet...
...even when it appears otherwise.
Hi, I'm Michelle Stevens.
Bobby Ewing.
Ewing?
Any relation to your ex?
Or do you just have a thing
for the last name?
Why didn't you call first?
I did. You were never home.
Most of those clicks on
your answering machine are from me.
Anyway, Mom told me big sis was doing
well here in the land of the longhorn...
...so I thought I'd come
check out the action.
You never told me much
about your sister.
I'm surprised she told you anything at all.
I'm sure she forgot to mention
we used to be hookers.
Called ourselves "The Calendar Girls."
She was April...
...and I was May.
Shelley.
Ha, ha, okay, I'm kidding.
Look, sis, I'm sorry.
I know we hadn't gotten along that well
in the past.
But I've come a long way
to make up with you.
Can't you just give me a chance?
Please?
I'll tell you what I'll do.
I'll take you to a hotel
and we can catch up tomorrow.
I'm sure you've gotta rush back
to New York.
I quit my job.
Said goodbye to my old life.
In fact, everything I have left in the world
is unpacked in your new guest bedroom.
What?
She never used to be so emotional.
It's funny what happens when you get...
...two members of the same family
in one room.
Heh, you should meet my brother.
If he's anything like you, lead me to him.
[PHONE RINGING]
- Can I help you with that canvas?
- No, thanks. I almost got it.
Looks like the hardest part about painting
is getting started.
TERESA:
Phone call, Miss Ellie.
Who is it, Teresa?
It's a gentleman who would like to speak
with Mr. Jock.
Oh.
Well, then I guess l...
I'd better see who it is.
It's good.
It's very good.
Thanks, Dad.
I mean,
most of your proposals won't work.
[McKAY CHUCKLES]
But two or three of your ideas
are real clever.
You're trying to figure out
how I got such decent grasp of the oil biz.
I admit, that's the first thing
that crossed my mind.
Well, every night...
...in my room at the rehab hospital,
Tracey came by to talk.
I picked her brain.
And I wrote these ideas up for you.
Well, you're honest.
She obviously taught you something.
I've got a good imagination, Dad.
I just need some hands-on experience.
Then I take it you don't really
wanna start in the mail room after all.
Well, this is gonna sound corny.
But I'd like to be your son and heir.
I'd like to learn
what you're willing to teach.
- You're willing to put in long hours?
- No problem.
Heavy responsibility.
As much as I can handle.
Well, then there's the real downside,
being the boss' son.
People trying to use you to get at me...
...sucking up to you...
...while they try and stab you
in the back.
Nobody's seeing
your talent and intelligence.
Everybody's just thinking
how easy it is to ride on dad's coattails...
...when actually
it's a bloody, awful roller-coaster ride.
Look...
...l'll just do my best.
The hell with what people think.
I don't need to be an executive.
I just wanna work by your side.
You got yourself a job.
And I'm ready to go.
In fact, I'd love to hear
what you have in mind for Ewing Oil.
[SCOFFS]
Funny you should mention them.
It turns out that they'd been
running all over the state...
...trying to scoop up the business
that Westar dropped.
But I have come up with a few counter
measures that should set them back a bit.
Ah, ooh, excuse me, Dad. I'm sorry.
I just realized I'm late for a lunch date.
Got a new girlfriend already?
Uh, no, I've got a new barber.
Anyway, I'll get a trim, be back by 1.
[DOOR OPENS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
[SIGHS]
It turned out to be a Mr. Mallory.
One that sent the birthday card to Jock?
No, no. This was Mallory Junior.
His father just recently died...
...and he found the card
among his father's things.
He just sent you the card
without opening it?
Yes, he said his curiosity
was driving him crazy...
...and that's why he called.
And when I told him
that Jock had been dead for some time...
...he was very apologetic.
- Did you mention the key?
ELLIE: I did.
He said he remembered
something in his father's will...
...about a certain safe-deposit box...
...that was in an old bank
in Stockbridge, Massachusetts.
This all seems kind of fishy to me.
First the card then the call? How do we
know this whole thing isn't a scam?
Evidently, Jock and Mallory served together
in the England during the war.
Jock never liked to talk
about the war years much...
...which would explain why I never heard
of Mallory before.
Then why didn't Mallory Senior
send the card and key before he died?
Well, I got a feeling
from Mallory Junior...
...that he thought his father
was just a bit eccentric.
Anyway, I told him I would be there with
the key as soon as I could book a flight.
CALLY: Really?
LUC Y: You're kidding? Ha.
Well, that's not like you Ellie.
Pack your bags, Clayton.
How often do you get a chance
for a little adventure?
JUDSON:
Hey, how are you?
WALLACE: Everything ready?
- Uh, change of plans.
- Huh? What's happening?
- This is Judson Neil, one of my operatives.
Hi. So where's Van Buren?
We plan on nailing him
outside his so-called ancestral home.
Trouble is, when he got there,
old patriarch wouldn't let him in.
- Heh, must have smelled his breath.
- Yeah.
So last night, he, uh, checked
into this motel, he got himself boozed-up...
...got himself in an all-night poker game
where he lost big.
Sounds like you're not gonna see
your 25 grand again, Mr. Barnes.
I told you, I don't care about the cash,
I wanna know where the jerk is.
He wasn't a very happy loser...
...and as you recall,
he packs a pretty mean wallop.
Started a brawl, put two guys in the
hospital, ended up in the local slammer.
He's in jail?
Twenty-five thousand dollar bail.
- Nice irony.
- Let's go.
Mr. Barnes, he's in the isolation tank,
we can't get to him till tomorrow.
Well, okay,
I don't mind waiting another day.
So long as I get my payback.
[BO YS CHATTERING]
BOOMER:
Payback, huh?
Is that the name of the game, Tommy?
I don't remember you being such
a vengeful guy down in South America.
Look, you want the money or not?
Don't get mad. Didn't I make
all those crank calls you asked me to?
Hell, I even followed her out
to Southfork for you.
Well, that's over.
How come?
I was just beginning to have some fun.
I realize I had the wrong idea.
Why don't we get to business?
Fine, Tommy, just lighten up a little, okay?
You're always so damn intense.
Hey. I bet you didn't know
I had a hell of a fastball in high school.
Pitched a perfect game,
struck out 19 batters.
- I really don't care.
- Sure you do, Tommy.
Of course, uh, I blew out my arm
before I got a shot at the bigs.
Take about your bad luck, right?
I could have been playing
in Yankee Stadium now.
Instead, I'm selling guns
to half of South America.
[BOOMER LAUGHS]
Oh, by the way.
That's that plastique explosive
I was telling you about.
[LAUGHS]
You're a real pain, Boomer.
Tommy, you're gonna have to tell me
what kind of a little bomb...
...you'd like me to design for you.
It's gotta be small.
Undetectable.
And something that's gonna vaporize
anyone within 10 feet.
No problem. How small?
TOMMY:
It's gotta be able to fit...
...into something like this.
BOOMER:
No problem.
[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]
MANUEL: J.R.
- Hi there, Manuel.
Nice rig you got here.
MANUEL:
Yep.
I'm about to launch a new platform
near Morgan City.
That makes four in all.
Ramirez Explorations really hit it big.
- That's right.
- Yeah.
You made it in a tough business, buddy.
I gotta admire that.
Well, I come from a big family, J.R.
Competition is my middle name.
[J.R. LAUGHS]
Sounds like the story of my life.
Anyway, I got adjoining tracks in the
central Gulf. You know what that means.
Rule of first capture.
Get in there, suck that stuff
before your enemies can.
That's the name of my game.
Anyway, let's get down to business.
You wanna buy my company?
- You got my offer.
- You sure that's the best you can do?
I couldn't go another penny, Manuel.
You know,
it's not nice to lowball a friend.
What's going on here?
You got another offer on your table,
don't you?
Carter McKay called me this morning.
Carter McKay?
Now, there's a man
with a lot of spare cash.
He doubled your offer, J.R.
Doubled it, so I cut a deal with him.
I need your crude and I need it right now.
It's not gonna happen.
Wait. We had a verbal agreement.
McKay is willing to pay a crazy price,
that's my good luck and your bad luck.
But frankly, I don't care who I sell to
as long as the bucks are big.
Hey, you little weasel.
You tell McKay
this is just the first round.
You better start
getting scared too, buddy.
The world is littered
with bodies of people...
...who tried to stick it
to old J.R. Ewing.
[ENGLISH SDH]