Dallas (1978–1991): Season 14, Episode 3 - One Last Kiss - full transcript

Last on Dallas:

Over the next few days,
you and I will attend...

several social events
as husband and wife.

Better call your daddy,
boy, tell him you're bust.

I am expendable and so is April.

We will kill her if we have to.

Don't think anybody'll mistake
me for my old man now.

She is not Mrs. Ewing.

According to her
passport, she is.

Johnny Dancer's on his way here.

You're nothing like my wife.



You bastard.

The offer still stands.

If you want me, you can have me.

You did it. You did it.

You can trust Captain
de Rougement here.

He's the head of the
local anti-terrorist unit.

I just don't want
April to be hurt.

You're not the Captain
de Rougement I met.

I am the only Captain de
Rougement in Paris police.

What is going on?

Look, my wife is missing...

and someone using your
name said he'd help me.

If he used my name, he
was obviously an impostor.

And missing persons
is not my department.



No, I'll bet it's not.

Something's going on
here. Something I don't like.

Sorry.

Perhaps you should
try your embassy.

I have a feeling that
wouldn't do much good either.

Suit yourself.

Hello, April.

Are you all right?

Sheila.

I brought you some clothes.

Some makeup, a toothbrush.

You must be pretty tired
of what you're wearing.

You're part of this?

Is that why you're
always with Bobby?

He's very worried about you.

But he's all right.

I don't understand.

Why are you doing this?

It would be better if you
didn't ask too many questions.

This is crazy.

You're crazy.

No, I assure you there are very
good reasons for what we're doing.

Who the hell do
you think you are?

I trusted you.

I'm sorry, April.

Really, I am.

Under other circumstances,
we could befriends.

What are you talking about?

You kidnapped me.

You must be asking for a ransom.
- No.

Bobby and I have a deal.

Your safety in exchange
for my pretending to be you.

What?

Oh, come on.

We've already gone to several
parties as husband and wife.

You're very lucky, you know.

He would do anything for you.

Just tell me why
you're doing this.

I'm not sure you
could handle the truth.

Try me.

Please.

You're too naive.

You don't know anything
about pain or tragedy.

Oh, and you do? SHEILA: Yes.

Look at you.

Foolish little rich girl...

off on a great romance while the
rest of us are going through hell.

Get off your soapbox.

Just tell me why you're
trying to pretend to be me.

Believe me, there are
times I would like to be you.

But only in moments of weakness.

All right, I'm going now.

If there's anything you need...

just ask one of the guards,
he'll be in touch with me.

Just remember...

we don't want to hurt
either you or Bobby.

A wonderful,
sincere performance.

Now, why don't I
believe any of it?

Don't make trouble, April.

All I have to do
is nod my head...

and you'll be dead
before you hit the ground.

I don't understand.
What's the big deal?

Passing messages
is against the rules.

Yeah. If Dania got caught,
he could get sent to the pit.

He wouldn't last
very long down there.

But this could be my only shot.

Donia's wife is the answer.

She can get a message to my
secretary and my secretary can get me out.

We don't want you to leave.

We like having you around.

Well, thanks. I appreciate
that. But I can't be happy here.

Besides, my family doesn't
even know where I am.

That's too risky. We
can't let Dania do it.

Wait. I wanna do it.

Thank God.

Dania, don't.

Big mistake.

What if you get caught?

I'm not so scared
of things anymore.

Look how we all got together
when we took care of Morrisey.

I'm ready to take chances.
I'm ready to be a man.

In fact, I'm gonna
tell that to my wife.

After I pass your
message, of course.

I knew you were the
one I could count on.

Do you know when
Mr. Lee will get back?

Did he leave a
forwarding number?

Yeah, listen, just take a
message for me, okay?

Tell him Bobby Ewing called.

Yeah, I'm staying at
the Royal Monceau.

When he comes back,
have him call me, all right?

Thank you. Yeah, thank you.

Hey, Bobby. How
are you doing, man?

- Uh, Mark, isn't it?
- Heh.

We sure kicked some
butt at practice today.

Nothing like having a sponsor
to improve your chances.

- Glad I could help.
- You're gonna be proud of us.

You're backing winners.

Mark, how would you like
to earn a lot of money today?

That'd be excellent.

- How much and what do we have to do?
- Just follow somebody.

No problem.

You hang around the
Hotel Monceau tomorrow.

When you see me leave, follow me until
I meet a car with a blonde woman in it.

- Then I follow the car.
- You got it.

Find out where they take her,
get back to me with the address.

You came to the right place.

See you tomorrow.

Ryan, would you
please stop that?

I'm sorry.

B-flat was never my key.

How did it go?

I did it. I gave her the note.

Boy, if I had a medal,
I'd pin it on you.

Ewing, over here on the double.

Well, don't waste your
charms on me, Tim.

Cut the smart talk.

Dr. Wykoff wants to see you now.

Dania.

Thank you.

What can I do for you, doctor?

First of all, you
can have a seat.

And second...

you can take the news I'm about to
give you calmly and unemotionally.

Oh, you finally realized
I'm not paranoid after all...

and Morrisey was out to get me.

Oh, in that instance, you were right,
but Morrisey's gone and you're still here.

- Not for much longer.
- I think for a great deal longer.

I was not surprised to view the
video and see your violent side.

Violent? Hey, I was just
trying to protect myself.

Along with the violence...

there are your nocturnal
visits to the women's wing.

That, and your detrimental effect
on the other patients in the wing...

have led me to decide to
change your course of treatment.

Oh?

I'm going to put you on a
treatment of drug therapy.

You're what?

It'll help calm you down
and make you less violent...

reduce your paranoia.

You just can't put me on drugs.

You gotta get a court order
or somebody's permission.

Your course of treatment
is our jurisdiction.

The treatment starts now.

You'll see a change very shortly,
and I promise you it'll be for the better.

Take him to the drug treatment
wing. Dr. Mandelson is expecting him.

Hey, you just can't pump me full of
drugs. Hell, I'm not crazy. You'll kill me.

I'll see you tomorrow.

It'll go much better.

Looking for something?

My wife.

That is why we're here.

You'll see her soon. Relax.

Oh, I'm very relaxed.

You, however,
seem a little uptight.

You still thinking
about the other night?

Heh. If you were smart,
you would forget that.

Well, who knows?

Tonight, I may have way too
much to drink, and you'll get lucky.

Keep it up.

I'll stop these drive-bys.

April.

I love you.

I love you.

There, you see her.

Now are you willing to
stop pushing your luck?

Yeah, trust me.

I'll stop pushing.

J.R.

What have they done to you?

Sly...

Where...?

Where have you been?

I just got your note today.

What are you doing in here?

I gave you the letter...

you were supposed
to open it in five days.

I did open it. And I gave James
the contract just the way you wanted.

No, no, no.

The letter told you that I was in
here and had my release papers...

not some contract.

No, it didn't.

It's said James was to be in charge
of the office while you're away...

and I was to give him that
contract in your absence.

He must have switched letters.

Did you show it to him?

Not exactly.

He asked me where you were
and I told him about the letter.

I never let it out of my sight
for a second, J.R., I swear it.

I don't know how he got it.

Well, think, Sly.

When you were with him,
did you ever leave the room...

go away from your
desk, even for a minute?

No, I had it right in my...

What?

My purse.

I had it in my purse.

One night, James and
I went out for drinks...

and I passed out.

I only had two beers.

He must have drugged me.

I don't believe
this. I'll kill him.

James knew you
kept it in your purse.

I'm sorry, J.R.

"Sorry" doesn't cut it. Not when
they're pumping me full of drugs.

What can I do?

I don't know.

Well, call in some favors.

Find somebody who will...

Who will pull some strings
and get me out of here quick.

I already tried.

Nobody I talked to would help.

A lot of them said they thought
this is where you really belonged.

They said that?

Well, you gotta get the
other set of release papers...

from James or Cally
or whoever has them.

- How? What do I say?
- I don't know.

Oh, beg, or lie,
or plead, threaten.

Whatever you
have to do to get it.

They gotta understand
that I got to get out of here...

before they turn
me into a vegetable.

I'll do it. I'll start tracking
them down right now.

Hurry, Sly.

I don't have much time left.

So this reception is
what it's all about, huh?

We've been to several
receptions and several parties.

Why should this
be any different?

Because this is the first one that
required photo ID on the invitation...

and yours says April Ewing.

Oh, that's just for
security reasons.

It's an important reception
with important people.

Like OPEC members?

Well, it is an oil
reception, Bobby.

And I know how
much you love OPEC.

So? OPEC doesn't exactly
serve Ewing Oil's interest either.

Sheila, why don't you
just level with me...

and make both our
lives a whole lot easier.

All right. What do you
think I'm planning to do?

Come on. You had enough
time to come up with a good idea.

Well, I'd say you're heading
towards the finish line on this.

High-security party,
very selective guest list.

OPEC members making speeches.

I'm listening.

Well, that takes
care of the place.

Now, what's your
reason for attending?

Are you gonna
plant a bomb, Sheila?

Embarrass a diplomat?

Disrupt an
agreement? What is it?

I've only one real intention:

To change the course of history.

Work on that one.

Are you sure?

All right, thank you very much.

They can't just have dropped
off the face of the earth.

No one knows at Southfork?

Nobody's at Southfork.
What am I gonna do?

I gave you all the names
off James' Rolodex.

None of them have
heard from him?

No, not for days.

Well, you can always
take out a full-page ad.

You'd be surprised the
things people put in here.

You know...

that's not a bad idea.

In fact, I think
that's a great idea.

- Heh, Sly, I was kidding.
- Yeah. Well, I'm not.

What's the hurry?

Why is it so important that
you get in touch with them?

Trust me. I have a
very good reason.

Yes, uh, can I speak to the
advertising editor, please?

Team Ewing to the rescue.

Hmm.

Oh.

Anita, what are you doing here?

Relax, lover boy.

Just came to visit.

Hmm.

I'm not gonna be...

very good tonight,
Anita. I've...

- I don't know.
- I know, I know.

I heard you're under
new medication.

But that's not why I'm here.

No?

I got some news.

Really big news.

Well, can't it wait
until tomorrow at least?

The stuff they pumped me
full of makes me so sleepy.

No, no, no, you
gotta fight it, honey.

It's poison.

Wykoff shot me up with
that stuff when I first got here.

I didn't know day
from night for months.

What am I gonna do?

You gotta get out of here.

Like me.

You're getting out?

Ha, ha, that's my big news.

They're transferring me to
a minimum-security place.

They don't think I'm
dangerous to society anymore.

That's all because of you.

Well, congratulations.

You made me healthy.

Because you
weren't afraid of me.

I felt like a woman
when I was with you.

Well, I'm glad.

Thank you, J.R., for everything.

Good luck.

You too.

And who knows, that
place is minimum security.

Maybe I'll be out
before too long.

I can look you up.

Oh, good.

Well, just remember...

we're the Ewings of San Antonio.

It's the big blue ranch
just south of town.

You're gonna like
tonight's schedule.

A high-profile dinner at the
Tour D'Argent, just you and me.

Oh, that's great. You and I
always have so much to talk about.

After you.

Party on, dude.

Hello, Mrs. Ewing.

- Um, Phyllis, is Sly in?
- Uh, yes, she's in J.R.'s office.

- Okay, great. Thanks.
- Mm-hm.

Sly?

Oh, thank God. Come in.

I saw the paper this morning.

I was so afraid you wouldn't
respond. You're J.R.'s only hope.

These release papers are
what you want, aren't they?

You still have
them. What a relief.

You that sure I'll
give them to you?

Cally, I've seen him.

I've been to the institution.

You don't know what's
happened to him.

- What do you mean?
- They've got him on drugs.

He can hardly think straight.

Drugs? What kind of drugs?

I don't know. Thorazine, I
suppose. He's like a different man.

I... I didn't realize.

Whatever happened between
you and James and J.R...

no one deserves to go through
what J.R.'s going through right now.

You can't just leave him there.

No, of course not.

I'm just afraid of what he might do
to me and James when he gets out.

J.R. will do anything
to get out of there.

So right now you have
the upper hand, not him.

Whatever you want, tell
him. He'll give it to you.

But, please, just get him out.

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

I'm fine.

Oh, God. Is Sheila really
pretending to be me?

It doesn't matter. They think I'm
crazy. Come on, let's get out of here.

Bobby! No!

I'm so sorry.

I didn't know.

Oh, thank God Sly got to you.

Are you getting me out of here?

I'm not sure.

Oh, please.

Cally, it's getting
worse and worse.

They're turning
me into a vegetable.

One condition, J.R.

- Just name it.
- It's not that easy.

You have to look me straight in
the eye and give me your word.

And I can tell if you're lying,
J.R., so you better mean it.

I promise, Cally.

Anything you want, just name it.

But please get me out of here.

Okay.

I want the divorce.

It's yours.

And I want you out of my life.

Forever. That means don't
follow me, don't look me up...

don't have anything
to do with me again.

Remember these?

It's the property settlement
James made you sign.

As long as you leave me
be, I won't show it to a soul.

You can have the cheap
divorce of your dreams.

But if you come after me, I'll
hold you up to millions. I swear.

Hmm... Oh, this is too easy.

There's something else you want.

I want you to really
listen to me, J.R.

Because I'm gonna
speak from my heart.

When I married
you, I truly loved you.

And I wanted our
marriage to last forever.

Sue Ellen warned me you'd end up crushing
my hopes and dreams, and she was right.

But I'm not gonna look upon
our marriage as a mistake.

It taught me to grow up.

Fast.

And, in a way,
I'm better for it.

And I thank you for that.

But once I'm gone...

I want you to remember
me as the woman who...

for a while at least,
brought out the best in you.

And not some pathetic
plaything you got tired of.

Cally, you can
believe this or not...

but I truly loved you.

I did.

And no matter what
happens to me...

I'll always remember that.

Thank you for saying that.

I'll give the release papers
to the people in charge.

You stupid fool.

You almost ruined everything.

What if you'd been killed?

- Where's April?
- Why can't you just do what you're told?

There's no reason for
you to be so damn difficult.

What if she'd been killed?

Is it hard on your male
ego to take orders from me?

Tell me where she is.

She's gene. We took
her somewhere else.

No more long leash. No
more playing by your rules.

From now on, it's
my game all the way.

Come in.

That's all.

Have a seat, Mr. Ewing.

Can I get you some coffee?

I didn't think caffeine
and Thorazine mixed.

Heh. Oh, the Thorazine is
almost out of your system.

And the coffee will perk you up.

All right. I'll have
one, thank you.

I've examined your,
uh, release papers.

Everything seems to be in order.

Well, in that case I'll say
my goodbyes and I'll be gone.

This came for you by messenger.

Thought I'd give
it to you in person.

No hard feelings, right?

Hard feelings doesn't
exactly describe it.

Goodbye, Mr. Ewing.

I bet it's breaking your heart
to see me get out of here.

It's not my decision.

- You'd keep me if you could, wouldn't you?
- You're damn right, I would.

Until you made a
vegetable out of me.

These drugs were
for your own good.

These drugs were an easy
out for you, you miserable quack.

Now, just a minute.

I want you to listen
to me. And listen good.

I'll be in real close contact
with my buddies here.

If they tell me that they're unhappy
or you're not treating them real well...

you'll be hearing from
me and my lawyers.

Don't threaten me.

No, that's not a threat.

It's a promise.

I'll go after you with the biggest
lawsuit in the history of Texas.

I'll have you so tied up in knots,
they'll be feeding you drugs.

Now, don't you forget that.

Because it's just as easy for them to
put you in one of those strait jackets...

as it was for you
to put me in one.

Hi, Tim.

DEL GREGG“. Checkmate.

Rematch?

Del Greco.

I got a little present for you.
It's a kind of a going-away gift.

What is it?

In case you ever get tired of playing
with what's-his-name over here.

Looks interesting.

Thanks.

I'd rather have taught you.

Hey, Keller.

So you really are a
big Dallas millionaire?

We all figured you made that up.

You're quite a guy, Keller.

And I really like your shawls.

You're so rich, you could
buy any shawl you want.

Oh, can't beat handmade.

Especially if it's cashmere.

Oh, I love cashmere.

Well, maybe this will get
you thinking about colors.

And there's more on the way.

Oh, that's beautiful.

Would you like a nice pattern?

Heh, no, you decide.

You're the artist.

Hey, fellas.

It won't be the same
around here without you.

You'll probably
forget all about us.

No, I'll miss you all.

Really?

Really.

Um, this is, I guess, my
way of saying goodbye.

It's, uh, 24-karat gold-plated.
Your initials are right there.

Oh, my...

It's lovely.

And this is everything you ever
wanted to know about playing bridge...

without wanting to ask.

It doesn't tell you
how to cheat, does it?

No.

Good. Because I don't cheat.

- We all know that.
- Thank you.

For everything.

I don't suppose that there's
anything in that box for me?

What I have for you
doesn't come in a box.

It's a promise.

Now, when you get out of
here, I want you to call me.

I'm gonna get you a good
job, nice place to stay.

I'm gonna take care of you.
You will never want for anything.

Time to go, Ewing.

- Ha, ha.
- I'm gonna miss you.

Now, Tim...

you take care of those fellas or
I'll come back and take care of you.

By the way, if you ever decide
to give up the hospital business...

I'm in the market for
a good bodyguard.

I've been thinking, and
I've come to a decision.

I'm listening.

You've been moving me
allover Paris like a pawn...

on a chessboard.

You got one minute to tell me...

what you got planned
for that OPEC conference.

If I can live with it,
I'll go along with you.

If I can't or if you refuse
to tell me, I'm out of here.

And April?

Kill me.

Kill April. I'm not sure you
weren't gonna do it in the first place.

But you'd better
convince me, Sheila.

Or pull the damn trigger,
you got 60 seconds.

You're making a scene.

Fifty-five.

- All right, let's go back to the hotel.
- Fifty.

All right, why not?

You might as well know.

There's a man who will
be at the oil reception.

It's his first time
out of his country.

He's not royalty, but he's
the most powerful man...

behind the throne
of any OPEC nation.

I'm going to embarrass him, Bobby.
I'm going to confront him in public.

What do you mean you're
gonna embarrass him?

It's his policies that have nearly
destroyed our domestic oil industry.

In fact, he did
destroy my husband.

I'm going to take over the
microphone at the oil reception...

and tell the world
exactly what he's up to.

- This is all a protest?
- That's right.

Heh. And for that you needed me?

The only way I could be invited
is as the wife of an oil man.

And as Mrs. Bobby Ewing,
I can give them an earful...

and people will
listen and believe me.

You're crazy. Crazy.

Maybe.

Maybe my husband's
death pushed me to the edge.

But it also pushed
me to the truth.

These people are our enemy
and the world has to know.

Not only do I not
agree with you, lady...

this speech is not gonna
bring back your husband.

No.

But at least it will give
his death some meaning.

And I'm not just
doing this for me...

there are others who share
my anger and want change.

All I want to do
is say my piece.

It's worth it to me.

Now you have to
decide if stopping me...

is worth your life, or April's.

Welcome back.

Oh, thank you.
I'm glad to be back.

I can't tell you how sick and tired I
was staring at those filthy white walls.

Maybe you should take
time off. Take a real vacation.

No, I gotta get back
to work. Bobby called?

Uh, yeah. There's a ton of messages
and a stack of mail to be answered.

Oh, I left the most, uh,
important items on your desk.

Uh-huh, well,
first things first.

Get building maintenance
up here right now.

I want them to clean
out James' office.

Get a hold of those good old boys who
thought I deserved to be in that place.

I'm gonna have a chat with
each and every one of them.

We'll see who has
the last laugh, huh?

Oh, and, uh, finally, write
yourself a letter of recommendation.

After that letter-switching
fiasco, you are fired.

So nice to see you.

Aren't you glad you came
tonight after all, darling?

I just hope I'm
doing the right thing.

Why don't you work
the room. I need a drink.

I'll have my usual, then.

Jordan. Jordan.

Bobby, I was hoping
I'd see you here.

Did you get the
message I left for you?

- No, I didn't...
- No matter. No matter. You're here now.

I'd like you to meet my friends,
Paulette and Gerard Montbertrand.

- This is Bobby Ewing.
- Hello.

Good friend from Dallas.

Jordan, I have to tell you about
our Captain de Rougement.

Bobby, darling, there you are.

Where's my drink?

Oh, I know you got all caught
up in conversation as usual.

Hello.

April, pleasure
to see you again.

You're looking
absolutely radiant.

I'd like to introduce
you to my friends.

This is Paulette and
Gerard Montbertrand.

This is Mrs. Bobby Ewing.

Next on Dallas:

This will all be over tomorrow.

What's your son doing
working on construction site?

Fire him.

- What do you want, Bobby?
- Try and get a hold of J.R.

Tell him what's gonna happen
at OPEC. Tell him I need help.

What the hell are
you doing here?

Soon, Bobby. Soon.