Dallas (1978–1991): Season 2, Episode 24 - John Ewing III: Part 2 - full transcript

Here are some scenes
from the first half of tonight's story.

Sue Ellen.

The effects of large amounts of alcohol
on the fetus are not known yet.

But enough is known
for me to be able to tell you...

...that you are putting
your baby's welfare in jeopardy...

...not to mention
what you're doing to yourself.

Now, no more drinking, Sue Ellen.

Hey, how'd it go with Lucy at the store?

Have you noticed anything strange
about her lately?

- No, can't say as I have.
- Well, she's just so quiet.

It's not like herself at all.



Hey, you want to borrow some of this?

- Is she all right?
- I don't know.

I don't think she's hurt. I think she just
pulled off the road and passed out.

Why won't Cliff talk to me?

I guess he doesn't wanna
hurt you anymore.

But I love him.

I love him, Pamela.

From the day you brought that girl
into this house, you've neglected her.

I don't know why she didn't
leave you years ago.

She loves you, J.R.
She always has.

You just never gave her half a chance.

Sue Ellen's in trouble, J.R.,
and your child's life is in danger.

You must do something about it.

What are you on, Lucy?



Something so wonderful.

You are gonna dry out, Sue Ellen.

I'm gonna see to that
one way or another.

You're gonna dry out...

...and you're gonna be an admirable wife
and a fine mother.

And what reward do I get for all that?

A loving husband?

A good father?

Not for that bastard
you're carrying, you don't.

Hi, Sue Ellen.

Where you gonna go?
You have your suit...

J.R., Ray called.
There's been some trouble at the ranch.

Sue Ellen fell.
They're taking her to Dallas Memorial.

How could I have just let her lie there
and not do anything to help her?

You know how.

Stop taking those pills.

If you don't stop, Lucy,
you'll never get better. Never.

We'll go now and let you rest
before J.R. brings you home.

Sue Ellen's not coming home, Mama.
Not for a while at least.

There's a clinic on the other side of Fort
Worth. It's owned by a friend, a doctor.

It'd do Sue Ellen good
to spend time there.

But there's nothing wrong with me.

I'm fine.

- J.R., don't leave me here.
- I don't have any choice.

You can't take care of your own life,
much less the life of your child.

And I can't trust you to keep quiet
when you drink. We both have...

...too many secrets
for anybody to find out.

Don't leave me here, J.R.
I'll do anything you say.

Anything, I promise. No!

Don't hurt her, now.

Somehow I'll get back at you, J.R.!

Just somehow, I don't know how,
I'm gonna get back at you for all this!

- Good morning.
- Mr. Ewing, good morning.

- Dr. Rogers in?
- Just a moment.

Dr. Rogers, Mr. Ewing here to see you.

- Thank you. You may go in.
- Thanks. Thanks.

- J.R., good morning.
- David, how are you?

- Come in, sit down.
- Thank you.

Well, how's Sue Ellen doing?

Well, it's only been a few days.
She's still pretty shaky.

She'd been hitting the bottle pretty hard.

And she's also very resentful
about being here.

- It's for her own good.
- Well, she refuses to believe that.

What else could I do?
I was very concerned about the baby.

- And Sue Ellen, of course.
- You did the right thing, bringing her here.

When can I take her back to Southfork?

That depends on how
she responds to therapy.

Out of a controlled environment,
she'll probably start drinking again.

Well, I suppose we'll just have to
leave her here as long as necessary.

- Can I see her?
- It's a little soon.

I can't go back to Southfork
without seeing her.

My mother and father
are very concerned about her.

- All right, let me take you.
- Thanks.

Hello, Sue Ellen.

How you feeling, sugar?

You had me caged like an animal!

Darling, it was for your own good.

Get out of here.
Get out of here and leave me alone!

She'll be okay, J.R.

Well, that was quite a trip, Lucy.

Grandma, I'm a good driver.
You had nothing to worry about.

- You drive a little too fast, Lucy.
- Oh, I do not.

The only time I drove fast
was when I passed that truck.

- You saw how he was hogging the road.
- No, I had my eyes closed.

Oh, Grandma.

- Oh, well.
- Fourteen thousand bushels by February...

- Well, back already, huh?
- Did you miss us?

Yeah, I sure did. By golly, Lucy,
it looks like you bought the store.

Not quite.
But I did get my prom dress.

- Do you wanna see it?
- I sure do.

Say, you haven't told me
who your date is yet.

- Lawrence Templeton.
- Oh, that's good, good. Fine family.

Come on. Come on, show me
what you got. Bobby, take care.

Yeah, I'll finish up for you.

- Has J.R. called?
- No, Mama, he hasn't called yet.

Well...

...I suppose putting Sue Ellen in that
sanitarium was the best thing to do...

...but I hate to think of her away
from the family.

That sanitarium has a good reputation.
They'll take care of her.

It's such a shock. Sue Ellen
was always so controlled, so proper.

She's the last person I thought
this kind of thing would happen to.

J.R. is not an easy person to live with.
You know that.

I always thought she was
strong enough for him.

And she was. Until now.

Come on, your worrying
won't help anything.

I know.

But I can't help but wonder
what happened to change her.

She should be happier now
than she's ever been.

- in nice colors. They'd look...

Excuse me? I understand
I can find Pamela Ewing here.

I think she just had to go
run an errand.

Oh, no, there she is.

Thanks.

Pam.

- Hi.
- Hello, Cliff.

"Hello, Cliff." What is this? No sisterly
peck, no warmth, no affection?

Look, I'm busy.

Well, I'm sorry for disturbing you,
but I haven't seen you in weeks.

You don't answer my telephone calls.

Can you blame me?
Every time we talk...

...you want me to take sides
in a Barnes-Ewing feud.

Well, I'm through taking sides.
I'm gonna live my life as I see fit.

I promise you, I have no
schemes up my sleeve.

I won't even mention
the great J.R. Ewing.

J.R. has more than enough trouble,
and I think you're the reason.

- Wonderful. What is it?
- Wonderful?

That Sue Ellen's in a sanitarium?

- A sanitarium? Why?
- Because she's a drunk, Cliff.

She'll kill herself and her baby
if she doesn't get help.

- That make you happy?
- Wait a minute, back off.

Why are you laying this guilt trip on me?

Because I think that's where it belongs.
She couldn't handle that affair with you.

- I can't erase the past. Be reasonable.
- No, you can't.

And I don't have to be reasonable,
and I don't even have to like you.

Oh, golly.

Pam, you're my sister.
Allow me some of my mistakes.

If I thought it were an honest mistake.
If you hadn't used Sue Ellen to get to J.R.

All right, all right.
I have to admit...

...that maybe it started that way,
to be honest.

Then it changed
into something much more.

Why didn't you go after her and tell her?

Because it would've meant
her losing everything.

Money, position. Everything that
goes with being Mrs. J.R. Ewing.

What about love?
Or didn't that mean anything?

- Not enough.
- To whom?

- Sue Ellen or you?
- That's not fair.

Fair? Oh, I know you, Cliff.
You were worried about the scandal...

...and what it would do
to your political career.

- Sue Ellen wasn't worth that.
- Well, I've got to do something.

- I've got to help her.
- lf you wanna help, you have to commit.

You have to give all the way
and give up everything for her.

And if you can't do that,
then stay the hell away from her.

- Evening, Dad.
- J.R. Why didn't you call...

...and let us know about Sue Ellen?
- I'm sorry.

I got caught up in meetings.
It was wall-to-wall.

Well, didn't you get
a chance to talk to her?

She's feeling out of sorts.
I didn't get a chance to speak to her.

But she's working with the doctor,
and the therapy seems to be helping.

Yeah, I got a lot of work to do.
I think I'm gonna have dinner upstairs.

This place is wonderful, Miss Ellie.

It's kind of like being on a vacation.

J.R. and I haven't had a vacation
since our honeymoon.

Well, you certainly look rested
after only a few days.

Well, I am. They wait on you
hand and foot around here.

And the food is absolutely marvelous.

I think we should borrow their chef
for Lucy's graduation party.

Don't count on being home
in time for that.

Oh, I'm certain I will. The doctors
have guaranteed me I'm doing just fine.

- Do you know what happened?
- Well, of course, Miss Ellie.

I was just overtired.

Just a little exhausted.
I couldn't say no to those charities.

You know, each one is so important.

I was just exhausted, that's all.

J.R. said that you
wouldn't speak to him yesterday.

I was depressed.

It's a shock to find oneself
in a sanitarium.

Were you drinking
because of trouble with J.R.?

Miss Ellie, I told you I was tired.

Dear, I'm not blind.
I know a little of your life with J.R.

Maybe it would help
if you talked it out.

But there's nothing
to talk about, Miss Ellie.

J.R. and I are doing just fine.

We're looking forward
to having the baby...

...and making you and Jock
happy grandparents.

Sue Ellen...

...you have to live your life for yourself.

You can't always be concerned
about pleasing Jock and me, or even J.R.

I lead a very full
and satisfying life, Miss Ellie.

And just a couple more days rest here,
well, I'll be back at Southfork...

...and I can help you with the party.

Well, I'll be back to see you soon.

Well, Miss Ellie, another trip
won't be necessary.

I'll be out of here in just a couple days.

Bye-bye, dear.

Bye. Thank you for coming.

Do you have to lock it?

- I'm sorry.
- Can't you leave it open?

No.

I told you, you ring once. Just once.

I need my medication.

It's not time yet.

- Get it for me, Hatton.
- Orders, Mrs. Ewing. Orders.

But you're a rich woman.

There are other ways to keep calm.

I don't understand.

Everything's available,
if you have the money to pay for it.

- What are you talking about?
- I'm talking about what you need:

Booze.

Will you please get out of here?

Think about it, honey.

And when it gets tough enough, call me.

Hey, Muriel. Muriel, guess what.
I passed my government class.

- What did you get?
- I got a C. Can you believe it?

Now I can graduate.

Are you gonna invite Cindy
to the graduation party?

Sure. There'll be so many people,
I don't have to talk to her.

Okay, I'll be there.
Listen, I got a great idea.

After the prom, why don't you
and Lawrence come to my place.

I don't know. Lawrence and I
might stay out all night.

I wouldn't mind that if I was going out
with Lawrence Templeton.

- Yeah, he's all right.
- Oh, come on, Lucy. He's fantastic.

Hey, I'll see you at the prom.

- Hi.
- Hey, how you doing?

- Hey, Lucy. How you doing?
- Great. I just passed all my classes.

Hey, great.
Let's go someplace and celebrate.

- No, thanks.
- What's the matter?

- You too good for us now?
- No, I just don't feel like it.

Hey, your uncle will
never find us this time.

Look, I'm not taking
any of that stuff anymore.

Yeah, we've heard that one before.

What's that supposed to mean?

Listen, next time some guy dumps you
and you come scrapping around here...

...Iooking to feel better,
it's gonna cost you double.

Well, there won't be a next time.

So you see, Dr. Rogers, J.R. and I have
quite a successful marriage.

Does he ever have to stay out very late?

- He has enormous responsibilities.
- Yeah. Do you resent it?

I don't understand.

Well, the nights that he has
to spend away from you...

...do you resent that?
- It's just something that he has to do.

- But how do you feel about it?
- Well, it would be nice...

...if we had more time together.
- Do you ever feel angry...

...when he doesn't come home?

Well, when he's taking care of business,
I have no right to feel angry.

"No right." Why?

Well, he's working
for the both of us.

Mrs. Ewing, you have
your own feelings here.

Don't you get angry
when J.R. doesn't come home?

Well, I keep busy.
I have my own responsibilities.

Don't you ever get angry at J.R.?

Of course.

Two people can't live together
without having disagreements.

Disagreements?

- Yes.
- Not fights?

Oh, occasionally, we raise our voices.

You threw a glass
at your husband yesterday. Why?

I really don't know.

Mrs. Ewing...

...you've been here a week now.

You've got to start learning to trust me,
open up a little bit here.

Don't you want to find out
why you're drinking excessively?

Dr. Rogers...

...I think you are blowing my drinking
problem totally out of proportion.

I must admit that I've had a little bit
too much to drink the last month or so...

...but you and everybody else are making
such a big deal of my drinking problem!

- I'm sorry.
- Why?

Well, it isn't proper to get angry
at a perfect stranger.

Well, can we talk about it tomorrow?
Same time?

Well, you must've been pretty sure
I was gonna pass all my classes.

What makes you say that?

You bought all these invitations, and
you took me shopping for my prom dress.

Lucy, I have all the confidence
in the world in you.

Well, I'm glad you do.
Sometimes I'm not so sure about myself.

I don't know. It's... I feel like
I'm not in control of my own life.

Well, we all feel that at times.

It's known as growing up.

Well, look at Sue Ellen. She's an adult,
but her head is all messed up.

- Lucy.
- I'm sorry, but you know what I mean.

Yes, I do.

Why can't she handle her own life?

I mean, I thought she had
everything she wanted.

I don't know.

But I'm sure it's only temporary.

Well, maybe it's because all she cares
about is money and the Ewing name.

What's wrong with
the Ewing name, Lucy?

Nothing. It's just it's not the most
important thing that there is.

I'll go to the post office
and mail these now.

- See you guys later.
- Take it easy.

You keep that car
at a reasonable speed.

You think Lucy's right, Miss Ellie?

- About Sue Ellen?
- Yeah.

Well, Lucy's very perceptive.

Sometimes she can see right through
that veneer that we like to hide behind.

Well, I just don't understand how anybody
can get upset over the Ewing name...

...and having money.

It sure didn't send me
to the sanitarium.

You were born a Ewing. You didn't
have to marry to get the name.

- You did.
- Yes, but I didn't need the Ewing name.

I was a Southworth.

Besides, Jock, I always felt
secure in your love.

Except maybe once or twice.

- Evening, Dad.
- J.R.

Where is everybody?

Well, Pam and Bobby
are having dinner in town...

...and your mother and Lucy
are fussing over Lucy's clothes.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Lucy's real excited
about that prom, isn't she?

- Yeah.
- She's going with Larry Templeton's boy.

- That's right.
- Yeah, Templeton Banking.

Lot of clout in the Legislature.

Sit down, J.R.
I'd like to talk to you.

Well, sir, if it's about Cliff Barnes
and OLM, it's a matter of time...

...before I have enough independence
to force him out of office.

Right now, I'm not interested
in Cliff Barnes or the OLM.

Well, there's no reason you should be.
That's my business. I'll take care of it.

Yeah, I'm sure you will.

You know, J.R., I...

I've never pried into
your private life before.

- I want to talk to you about Sue Ellen.
- She's gonna be just fine.

- She's getting the best of care.
- I know that.

- Has the doctor told you anything yet?
- No, sir. It's too soon.

You know, I've been thinking.
A wife like Sue Ellen...

...shouldn't go to pieces because her
husband has a demanding business to run.

And doesn't show up
at night once in a while.

But is there anything else...

...that's causing a problem
between you two?

Nothing I can't handle.

Well, I'm not sure about that, J.R.
She ran out on you once, and now this.

She seemed to be reasonably happy
before she got pregnant.

Well, you know pregnant ladies.

Their hormones get all
jumbled up, you know.

Well, that's not what
your mama thinks.

No?

She thinks you've been giving
Sue Ellen a hard time.

No disrespect, Dad, but isn't this
between Sue Ellen and myself?

Not anymore.

The life of my grandchild is involved, and
I don't think you've been handling it well.

I'm gonna do everything in my power
to see that child comes into this world...

...safe and sound.

Now, let me tell you how
I plan on handling the OLM.

To hell with the OLM.

I wanna know what you'll do with
Sue Ellen. How you'll solve her problem.

Dad, I put her in a sanitarium.
I got her a fine doctor.

What else do you want me to do?
Daddy, I've always tried to please you.

I've always tried to do
what you wanted me to do.

And always tried to be the man
you wanted me to become.

- What else do you want from me?
- You've always been good at business.

Now try to become
a good father and husband.

Yes, sir, I will. I surely will.

J.R., I'm ready to come back
to Southfork now. I'm feeling just fine.

Sue Ellen, I'm gonna take you out of here
as soon as Dr. Rogers says you're well.

I don't think you realize
how dangerous your drinking was.

You almost killed yourself and the baby.

That precious baby.

- Don't you care for the child?
- I just wanna go home.

- When it's safe...
- J.R., I'm not drinking anymore.

- I am sober. Can't you tell that?
- The reason you stopped drinking...

...is because you can't
get anything to drink.

I don't know what you've told
Dr. Rogers...

...but I know when you're
gonna stop drinking.

And that's when you get all those
romantic fantasies out of your head.

Now, I brought this along
to show you...

...that Cliff Barnes has moved on
to fresh territory, so to speak.

I suggest you use your time here to think
about where your real loyalties lie...

...and who you're married to
and what's at stake.

Then maybe you'll get well,
and I'll take you home.

You faked this.

Sue Ellen, call the orderly,
ask for another copy.

Get out. Get out!

Think about what I've been saying.

Unless, of course,
you want the baby born here.

- I told you to hide this.
- I need some more.

There's a Bobby Ewing at the reception
desk. He wants to see you.

Bobby's here?

Would you tell him that...

...I'll meet him in the garden area?

- But give me a few minutes.
- Yeah.

You need a booster shot?

Yeah.

This still smells like mouthwash.

Well, this is the only way
I can get it to you.

I'm gonna need more than this.

I said you had a visitor.
Do you want him to know?

Bobby. How nice to see you.

I thought you'd enjoy seeing
a friendly face around here.

- You're right.
- These are for you.

- Thank you. I love flowers.
- Want me to have an attendant...

...put them in your room or something?
- Oh, no. No, no.

I'll carry them.

- They're beautiful, thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Well, how they treating you here?
- Oh, fine, fine.

This place is just marvelous.

- How's Miss Ellie and Jock?
- They're fine.

- They miss you.
- And Pamela, how's she?

She's fine. She sends her best.

Well, I bet Lucy's all excited
about her graduation.

- Did she pass all her subjects?
- Barely.

She's getting ready for the prom tonight.
She looks real pretty.

Well, I wish I could be there to see her.

Well... But I'll be home
for her graduation party.

Sue Ellen, I wouldn't plan
on leaving here right away.

- Give the doctor time so you feel better.
- But, Bobby, I am fine.

I know that, but you're gonna feel
a lot better once you have the baby.

You are starting to sound
just like J.R. now.

Sue Ellen, I care about
the baby too. That's all.

Everyone is so damn concerned
about the baby! What about me?!

Sue Ellen. Sue Ellen.

- Stop. Sue Ellen.
- Bobby, let go of me.

- Let go of me.
- We'll bring her inside, Mr. Ewing.

- I'll take her in.
- Mr. Ewing, she's our responsibility.

I said I'd take her in.

- Okay, Mr. Ewing, I'll handle it now.
- Just sit down, Sue Ellen.

Bobby, can you stay with me
for a while?

Sure.
She'll be all right with me.

You can leave.
Shut the door behind you.

Charming.
Does she treat you all right?

Bobby, I'm sorry I lost control out there.

That's all right.
You're under a lot of stress.

But I'll be better once we get home.

This place is nothing but a glorified jail.

Sue Ellen, they can help you here.

- They can't help me.
- It takes time.

You have to give them a chance.

Yeah. Time.

Sure. Why not?

That's all I have, is time.

That's what I do all day, is try to figure
out what I'm gonna do with my time.

I wake up in the morning, and I think:

"What am I gonna do all day
till I go to sleep?

- Alone."
- Sue Ellen.

- Am I embarrassing you, Bobby?
- No. Yeah.

- Yes, you are a little, yeah.
- I sleep alone a lot.

J.R.'s been out with his sluts...

...comes home smelling
like their perfume...

...and I just pretend I'm asleep,
just blot the whole thing out.

Why aren't you having this conversation
with him? Confront him.

Oh, I have, Bobby. I have often.

But your brother has that wonderful
knack of finding one's weak spot...

...the Achilles' heel. Takes the knife
and goes right up to the hilt.

Sue Ellen, what is your Achilles' heel?

Your mama and your daddy.

And Pamela and Lucy.

And even you.

You think it's Southfork,
the Ewing money...

...the Ewing name...

...but you're wrong.

If I'd only met you first, Bobby...

...I would've married you
instead of J.R.

You are so kind
and strong and loving...

...just like a man should be.

You are so understanding, Bobby.

My men are not understanding.

Your men? Sue Ellen,
what are you talking about?

Oh, Bobby.

I have something the doctors
won't ever find a cure for.

Let's see, how am I gonna
explain this to you?

Your life is so simple.

Pamela loves you,
and you love Pamela.

And I really do love J.R.

But you know what?
J.R. doesn't love me.

But I wanted to have his baby so bad.

I even thought
we would adopt a baby...

...but J.R. put a stop to that.

Then I thought, "Well, Sue Ellen...

...just go out and get yourself pregnant."

And that's what I did.

And I just thought, "But maybe
I can hurt J.R., hurt him real bad."

Instead, all I did was hurt me...

...and my little baby...

...and the baby's father.

You went out and got pregnant?
Sue Ellen, what are you saying?

Yeah, but it could've been J.R.'s.
Chances are it's J.R.'s.

Sue Ellen!

But, Bobby...

...he hardly makes love to me anymore.

Who is the father of your baby?

Cliff Barnes.

Now do you see?

That's why no one can help me.
No one in the world can help me.

Hey, Bobby.

- No, wait a minute. Wait a minute.
- I just came from talking to Sue Ellen.

You've reached a whole new low, Cliff.

I thought J.R. played dirty, but, by God,
you could teach him a few tricks.

I don't know what you're talking about.
It had nothing to do with J.R.

The ultimate weapon:
Have an affair with his wife.

- It happened because I care for her.
- Don't feed me that!

You know exactly what you're doing.
You never make a move...

...until you calculate the results.
- Not true.

You took advantage
of a very vulnerable woman.

Somebody who can give you
information about J.R.

- Information you'll use against him.
- No, look. I fell in love with her.

The only time that you fall in love
is when you look in a mirror!

Now, look. Wait, look...
What do you want to do?

Keep punching me?
I don't know, what do you want?

I want to give you a warning, Cliff,
and you better listen good.

Mama, Daddy and J. R...

...are never to know that you could be
the father of Sue Ellen's baby.

Well, look, now. I...

I've got to tell you something...

...and that is that J.R. already knows.

Well...

...that's not something
that he's likely to talk about.

No, I guess not.

And neither are you.

You are a very lucky man, Cliff.

Today.

God, can't you keep this place clean?

You're a slob, you know that?

When you leave, I want you
to leave that door unlocked.

- I'm leaving this place. I'll show them.
- I can't do that.

- I'll pay you whatever it is that you want.
- Forget it.

Do you feel any pain
in the abdomen, Sue Ellen?

Yes.

Is the baby all right?

Yes.

We're going to have to deliver
your baby now, Sue Ellen.

- And the only way is by doing a cesarean.
- Oh, my God.

It's best for you and the baby.

- How is she?
- Mr. Ewing, I'm sorry. It's touch-and-go.

She's bleeding inside the uterus.
The placenta is separating.

We have no choice.
We have to go in right away...

...and take the baby, or it won't survive,
and we could lose Sue Ellen.

- What are her chances, doctor?
- She was banged up badly in the crash...

...and she'd been drinking.

- Drinking?
- Yes.

I'll talk to you when it's over.
Why don't you wait downstairs.

Maybe I better go up
and see what's going on.

No, Jock. Let the boys handle it.

I don't like sitting around here
not knowing anything.

- Would you like some coffee?
- Not for me. Thanks, Pam.

Well, I could stand a straight shot
of something, but not coffee.

What are they doing, J.R.?

Taking her to the operating room
for an emergency cesarean.

Oh, no.
She's only seven months pregnant.

They don't have a choice.
They don't wanna lose Sue Ellen.

I don't understand.
What was she even doing driving?

- Nobody knows.
- Well, I'm sure gonna find out.

That's supposed to be the best
sanitarium in the state.

I'm gonna get a breath of fresh air,
if you all don't mind.

- Do you want some company, J.R.?
- No.

Dr. Krane?
I'm Dr. Miller, the neonatologist.

I've alerted the unit
to expect a preemie.

- I'm glad you could make it.
- How early is she?

Eight weeks.
The mother's been drinking heavily.

Oh, my God. That really
doubles our troubles, doesn't it?

I'm afraid so.

Dr. Krane, I'm gonna crash intubate.

You'll have two minutes
to get that baby out.

I'm ready.

Ready? Start...

...now.

Here you go, Mama.

You never told me what happened
when you went to see Sue Ellen.

Well...

I do know why you didn't go with me.

You knew about Cliff and her.

Yeah.
I didn't know how to tell you.

Did you find out from him?

- Yeah.
- What else did he tell you?

That it's over.

- That's all?
- Yes.

You know what this is gonna do
to Mama and Daddy if they find out.

Oh, I hope Cliff wouldn't
do anything foolish.

- I don't think he will.
- Why?

Did you see him?

I paid him a visit, yeah.

He's all right.

But I felt like killing him for what
he did to her. Do you understand?

I think so.

Bobby, he already hates
the Ewings so much.

This is just gonna make it worse.

Let's hope he makes it.

I'm concerned about his retracting.

I'm putting the arterial line in here
and moving the baby to the unit.

Mrs. Ewing's blood is not clotting.

Get four more units
of fresh whole blood...

...and have the lab check
the fibrinogen level, stat.

And now a bulletin.

Mrs. J.R. Ewing,
wife of the president of Ewing Oil...

... has been involved
in a serious accident.

At the moment, she's undergoing
emergency surgery at Dallas Memorial...

... in an attempt to save her life
and the life of her unborn child...

- Mr. John Ewing Jr.?
- Yes?

You have a son.
You can see him in the nursery.

Doctor will be out to talk to you shortly.

John Ross Ewing III.

- He's so tiny.
- Give him time, Miss Ellie.

- Doctor, how is...? How's Sue Ellen?
- Oh, we've given her fresh whole blood...

...and her blood seems to be clotting.
- She's gonna be all right?

Mrs. Ewing, at the moment,
she's staying even, and that's good.

- What about the baby?
- He's stable.

But I've got to be honest with you.

It's touch-and-go and will be
for several more days.

Can I see Sue Ellen?

- No, she's asleep.
- Just a few minutes.

Sure.

There's nothing more for you
to do here tonight.

Might as well go home,
get some rest.

I'll go with J.R.

Oh, Jock.

I'm so worried.

So am I.

Let's go. Pam.

Here we are.

I forgot something.
I'll be down in a minute, okay?

- What are you doing here?
- What about Sue Ellen?

- She's alive, that's all we know.
- What about the baby?

She had a boy.

I wanna see my son.

Cliff.

That's him?

Oh, God.

- Is he gonna live?
- They don't know.

Well, I know he's mine...

...and if he lives, he's gonna
be raised a Barnes, not a Ewing.

I swear that.

J.R., it's time to go.

I don't understand it.

Why couldn't we get along?

When we were first married...

...I just loved her so much.

And what happened?

Oh, she's so pretty.

Even now, Bobby, she's just beautiful.

I don't know where it all went wrong.

Oh, Bobby, she's gotta live.

She's just got to.