Dallas (1978–1991): Season 6, Episode 17 - Crash of '83 - full transcript

I want you to get closer.

If there's something there...

I'll find it.

You'll have to have patience.

There are very things in this world
J.R. Ewing cannot afford...

but patience is one of them.

You get me that refinery.

I like the way you're handling this.

When this is all over.
If you'd like to get together...

I knew how you were
all hot and bothered...

waiting for me to come back.



- Pucker up and we'll have a kiss.
- What?

You can say what
you want. Mr. Ewing...

but I won't change my vote
on your brother's variance.

You were appointed to that
commission because of your record.

It's got nothing to do with anything.

- I vote on my conscience.
- Does your conscience dictate...

that you let anybody who wants to
plunder Texas oil reserves?

Your brother's the only one
who's got a variance.

He's using it to help the people.

Hicks. I know the number
of variance requests...

piling up on your desk every day.

Why not let them help the people too?
Why just J.R.?

You're wasting your time. Mr. Ewing.

Answer me. Hicks.
Why just my brother?



Or do you have some special reason
for wanting to help him?

Of course not.

I never even met J.R.

Principle of the thing.

Hicks. I came here to see if I could
convince you to change your vote...

not listen to you lie to me.

You can think what you want. Ewing.

But I'll never change my position
on this issue.

Hicks. Never say never.

Russell. You are on
a first-name basis...

with the owner of every refinery
in Texas.

I simply cannot believe
you haven't found one for me yet.

Getting you a refinery has been
my top priority for over a month. J.R.

I've checked everywhere.
I've checked everyone.

You see that? That's my picture on the
front page. You know why it's there?

Because I provide low-cost gasoline
to the little man.

Without another refinery...

I'm not gonna be able to process
enough oil to satisfy the little man.

J.R.. getting a refinery
is just a matter of time.

Well. I can see you do not understand.

The minute my picture
is off that front page...

the TEC is gonna
rescind my variance.

They rescind the variance and
I'm gonna have...

to shut down all gasoline stations.

No gasoline stations means no profit.

And no profit means
I'm gonna lose my whole company.

And I guarantee you.
You will never read about that.

Well. I may have a lead.

Why didn't you tell me that
in the first place?

What do you let me rant on for?

Well. It's just south of here.
But the owner lives in Houston.

Get on a plane and lock it up.

Remember, it's only a maybe.
You'll have to have patience.

Russell, there are very few things in
this world J.R. Ewing cannot afford...

but patience is one of them.

You get me that refinery.

I need it now.

Okay.

Thank you.

Clayton. Thank you for the ride home.
It was so nice.

And thank you for your company.

Miss Ellie. I enjoyed yours too.
So the feeling is mutual.

- I must have talked your ear off.
- Nope. Still there.

- Miss Ellie.
- Sue Ellen.

Oh. Welcome home.

Clayton.

You look all relaxed.

Well. I had a better time
than I thought I would.

- Running into Clayton saved the day.
- Don't give me credit.

Those Gulf waters
are designed to soothe the spirit.

I'm sure you want me
to catch you up on the news.

Oh. Not yet. Sue Ellen. I don't want to
spoil the lovely mood I'm in.

If you're not careful, Miss Ellie...

you'll find those
little vacations are addictive.

I'm surprised the two of you
ran into each other.

Yes. I went down to check up
my refinery operation...

there's Miss Ellie
staying in the hotel I always do.

- How lucky.
- Yes. It was.

You're sure I can't talk you
into staying for lunch?

No. Thank you. I've got three days of
meetings crammed into one afternoon.

But how about dinner tonight?

I'm sure after all that seafood
you'd like a nice big Texas steak.

I just might.

- Say I'll pick you up say 7:00?
- Seven o'clock.

Clayton. I wanted to talk to apologize
for what happened the other day.

I really didn't mean to upset you.

Let's say it was
just a misunderstanding.

Is that right?
Oh. Wow. He didn't find one, did he?

Just a minute. Just a minute.

Hello. We'll just have
to stay on top of him...

to make sure he doesn't find
anybody that's gonna sell him one.

Right? Okay. I'll talk to you
later. Yeah, bye.

Yep.

- Hi.
- Oh. What a surprise.

- Yes. We wanted to surprise you.
- Hey. I'm glad you're here.

That was Jordan Lee on the phone.

He told me that J.R.'s
been looking up and down this state...

trying to find a refinery to buy.

Let him look.

I can't get away from this fight
anywhere I go.

- Yeah. Well. What if he finds one?
- What if he does?

Look. Wentworth Industries
does business...

with practically every
refinery in Texas.

If J.R. gets close to a deal. I'll use
all the influence I have to kill it.

That's all I wanna hear.

Cliff. Do you recognize this child?

- It's Christopher.
- How do you know?

When was the last time you saw him?
When have you ever seen him?

Well. I know who he is.

You have never seen him.
Your own nephew.

We've never met? Hi. hi.

You can hold him.

Okay. Come here.

He's not gonna throw up on me
or do anything like that. Is he. Huh?

Well. If he does. You deserve it.

Hey. What do you think of your
Uncle Cliff's apartment here. Huh?

I don't know. Ls that good
or bad. Huh? Ls he hungry?

You hungry?

I got some leftover Chinese food
we could warm up for him.

No. Thank you. Christopher came
prepared. He brought his own.

His own. Here you go.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Found what you're looking for?
- Yeah. I just about got it fixed.

You not working today?

No. I'm just hanging
around the house.

- Restless?
- Yeah. Sort of.

You wanna go
over to the boys over here?

Only if you'll come modeling
with me tomorrow.

Haven't seen Mickey
around here lately.

He's busy shoveling out a barn.

You sound angry.

He screwed up again.

I sent him into town a couple
of days ago to pick up vaccine...

he shows up the next morning.
A day late.

Was it that important?

Sure it was important.

But the real problem is his attitude.

Yeah. I mean. I don't know
Mickey that well...

but I think he might come around.

Sure like to believe that. Lucy.

I'm just not sure I can wait that long.

Bobby, we're through in Canada.
Line one.

Thank you.

Thornton. How are you?

A bit on the chilly side, Bobby.
How about you?

Well. Not too bad.
Listen. You have an update for me?

How's our drilling operation going
up there in Canada? Any good news?

Some. But some problems too.

- The weather?
- It's been really erratic this year.

Were you able to
move in the equipment?

Yeah. But it was slow.
We haven't been able to start drilling.

- When do you think you can?
- Soon, I hope.

You know my problem. I have to show
that profit on my books within a year.

The field looks as good as ever.
Bobby. Hang in there.

Yeah. I'll do that.
You keep in touch. Bye.

- Hello. Darling.
- Hi.

I can't believe Mama's not back
from the Gulf yet.

How long a vacation
did she plan on taking. Anyhow?

She's back.

Oh. Yeah? When?

This afternoon.
Clayton Farlow dropped her off.

Clayton Farlow.

What's he doing with Mama?

Well. Apparently. They met
each other in Galveston...

and spent some time together.

- Is she upstairs?
- Clayton's taken her out to dinner.

What?

Clayton's taken her out to dinner.

I have the feeling
that they've gotten very close.

They seem very warm
with one another.

Of all the people for Mama to
take up with. Clayton Farlow.

J.R.. I think that they're both
a little lonely right now.

Miss Ellie's fighting with her family
and Clayton really doesn't have one.

What are you defending them for?

It bothers you as much as it does me.
I can see it on your face.

Well. I'm not bothered. Actually. J.R.

I did feel close to Clayton but...

Actually. I think it's rather funny
that he's seeing Miss Ellie.

Yeah. Funny. Very funny.

They're old friends, J.R.

Come on. You know. It's not as if
they were getting serious or anything.

Mama's very vulnerable right now.

It wouldn't take much
for that man to move in on her.

I'll be damned if I'll let that happen.

So Hicks took the bait?

We're going out to dinner tonight.

Good. I was afraid
he wouldn't go for it.

Well. Come on. Bobby. Hicks may be
cautious. But he's not out of his mind.

He's called me twice
since I bumped into him. He's hooked.

Bobby. My girls know their stuff.

So where do we go from here?

My private investigator
thinks Hicks is clean.

I want you to get in closer. Maybe
dig out something that he couldn't.

Something that I can use
to turn Hicks around.

It's a classic move. Bobby.
Works every time.

Can you do that. Wendy?

If there's something there...

I'll find it.

Good.

Let me know as soon
as you find anything.

Time is very important to me.

Bobby. You couldn't be
in better hands.

Hi.

Nice to know one of us
is earning an honest buck today.

How come you're in the doghouse
with Ray?

Ray thinks hard work
is good for what ails you.

It's nothing personal.

He told me about you being late
with that delivery.

I wouldn't think a rich girl be
that interested in a cattle vaccine.

Well. I just wanted to know...

if you were late because
you drove me to the airport.

Maybe.

It was because of me. Wasn't it?

You know. No big deal.

Besides. Being a chauffeur is
a lot better than being a delivery boy.

I'm really sorry. I'll talk to Ray.

Look. Don't bother.
I'm not gonna be here...

long enough for it
to make any difference.

What do you mean?

I mean. I'm tired of this cowboy crud.

I'm getting out of here.

You quit easy. Don't you?

Why do you care?

I don't exactly care.

Look. I got you into trouble.
I feel responsible. Okay?

So I'll tell Ray the whole story.

Look. Just stay out of it.

- I can't. I'm...
- I said. Drop it!

How did you keep Hicks
out of your apartment?

L just told him I had a roommate
who was home.

- So you left him high and dry.
- And hungry.

Isn't that what a first date's all about?

Anyway. I think I have something
you can use.

- What?
- Cocaine.

That was his big come-on last night.

Cocaine?

Hicks is a user? Are you sure?

I guarantee he's into it.
I've been around enough of them.

That's perfect.
That's exactly what I need. All right.

Next step is to get him
to take you to his place.

And let me know before you do.

I think I might need a couple of days.
Oh. He'll ask me out.

It's just that I don't wanna push it.

All right.

Wendy...

I like the way you're handling this.

And I like you. Mr. Ewing.

When this is all over.
If you'd like to get together...

Wendy...

you're very beautiful.

And you're nice.

But this is strictly a business deal.

I haven't been to Galveston in years.

I'm sure it's a lot different.

Well. There are a lot of new buildings
but it still has its charm.

I enjoyed it.

We've gone through so much lately...

I was afraid that
you'd have a terrible time.

I almost did.

I guess the trial took a lot out of me.

You seem much calmer now.

Well. That's because
I've made a decision about all this.

I've decided to leave the battlefield.

All I can do now is close my eyes...

and pray that my sons
won't destroy each other.

And I'm sure you discussed all this
with Clayton.

Yes. He was...
He was really very helpful.

Well. I was just a little surprised that it
wasn't Frank Crutcher you turned to.

Well. I didn't turn to anyone.
I ran into Clayton in Galveston.

Still. You and Frank
seem to get along so well.

Frank is a very charming man
and I like him. I really do.

But Clayton is very special.

He has something different.
A sweetness. A strength.

- Clayton is a fine man.
- Yes. He is.

And I was lucky.

He was there for me just like
he's always been there for you.

Bobby, Mrs. Krebbs is here.

- Donna. Hi. Come on in. Have a seat.
- Hi. Thank you.

Well. I don't suppose
you managed to persuade...

any other votes over
to our side, huh?

Well. Not exactly...

but I just got through
meeting with Elton Lawrence.

Now. He won't change his vote
on the variance as it stands...

but if we can get
one of the others...

either Figueroa
or Hicks to change his mind...

he's willing to join us.

If he's that close.
Why doesn't he join us now?

Well. He understands the problem
the same way we do...

but on the other hand. He sees
the newspapers and the television...

focusing all the attention
on the low-priced gasoline side of it.

And a man with political aspirations...

doesn't wanna play Sheriff
of Nottingham to J.R.'s Robin Hood.

- You got it.
- Wonderful.

But I'm still gonna work on him.

Actually. Donna.
I'm working on the problem too.

Good.

But I have to tell you.
If we don't get Figueroa or Hicks...

I'm afraid we're sunk.

Well. You never know. One of them
just might change his mind.

Oh. Honey. Did I tell you
two reporters called today?

Yeah. Rumors have it.
That the political deal-makers...

are throwing my name around.

Are you serious. J.R.? Politics?

Well. It's just a lot of noise right now.
Nothing to really think about.

Besides. Can you imagine
me leaving Ewing Oil?

Well. Lookie here.
There's somebody I know.

Until you get rid of that animal.
I'll be in the ladies' room.

Go on.

Hi. Gil. She's just going
to the powder room.

Your wife seems to prefer
the powder room to my company. J.R.

Well. I suppose our recent evening
together is fresh in her mind.

Well. What's up your sleeve. Gil?

You spent all that refinery money
Cliff Barnes and the cartel gave you?

Now. There are no hard feelings. J.R.
I gave you a fair shot at the deal.

I'd have beat Barnes in any fair deal.
You know that.

What edge did he have?

He just made me the kind of deal
that you used to. J.R.

- Like what?
- Five-foot-four.

Long blond hair. Pretty.

Name's Afton Cooper.

I can't remember the last time
I got so little sleep.

- That explains it.
- Explains what?

Why Afton was talking
about you so much.

What. Afton Cooper's
been talking about me?

Yeah. Your name
came up several times.

You tell me what kind
of conversation was that.

You and Afton aren't even
on speaking terms.

Yeah. That's for sure.

No. I was down at Cattlemen's Club
talking to some of the old boys.

Cliff Barnes' friends were
there. And Afton...

was present and
your name was mentioned.

And I got the impression
she's very fond of you.

Well. I must say. The both of us.
We did have a pretty good time.

Of course. I could be wrong. It's
just conversation passing. You know.

Maybe I ought to look the lady up.

She's a pretty little thing.

Well. You take care of yourself. J.R.
and say hello to your wife.

Oh. Darling.

How'd you get rid of him?
What a truly loathsome man he is.

Oh. Don't be so hard
on him. Sue Ellen.

A man like that
might do us some good sometime.

So Hicks wants to see you tonight?

All the signals
point to us ending up at his place.

All right.

- Do you have everything you need?
- Yes.

Just say the word. I'm ready to roll.

All right. Do it.

Let me hear from you tomorrow.

Hi.

What's this? You getting interested
in running Southfork?

No. Just interested in talking.

Pull up a saddle.

What's on your mind?

I just found out something
that I'd like to clear up.

Oh. Yeah?

Remember when Mickey
was late with that vaccine?

It was my fault.

Your fault?

I was desperate for
a ride to the airport...

so I talked him into taking me.

That's why he was late getting back.

Why didn't he tell me that himself?

What the hell is wrong with that kid?

Did you ask him?

You know. I think all
he wants is for you...

to trust him without
jumping on him first.

I'm glad you told me this. Lucy.

You kind of like him. Don't you?

Your cousin's all right.
He's hardly my type.

Look. I wouldn't wanna ask you
to stay away from him...

but the kid's still
trying to find himself.

I don't think you want anybody
like that in your life.

I'm all right. I can handle myself.

He's got a lot of shaping up to do.

I just think the two of you
are much better off apart.

Ray. There's nothing going on
between Mickey and me.

Believe me. Don't worry.

Russell. You have
just about made my day.

Read my report, J.R..
That's just the refinery you need.

Close by and big enough.

You're a genius.
A master at your craft.

We were lucky.
I wasn't sure he wanted to sell.

- What made him change his mind?
- Cash flow.

He has some huge notes coming due
and he can't cover them.

Well. Let's not hang around here.

We don't want the cartel
to snatch this one away.

Don't worry.
I'm on the 3:00 flight to Houston.

Whatever it takes.
Make this deal for me.

Right.

J.R., there's a call on line two.
It's from the Cayman Islands.

Cayman Islands?

All right. Put it on.

Hello. J.R. Ewing here.

J. R., Walt Driscoll.

Driscoll. What on earth
are you calling me for?

Listen. J.R..
I'll be flying into Dallas tomorrow.

I wanna talk to you
about a business deal.

I don't think that's a very good idea.

I sent you down there
for a good reason.

It's important.
Listen, Driscoll.

The TEC is giving me a lot of trouble...

trying to take my variance
away from me.

And I don't need the man
who gave it to me suddenly appearing.

This deal I'm into J.R..
I'm talking about millions in profit.

And I'm talking
about immediate profit.

All right. When you get into town.
Give me a ring.

We'll meet some place
off the beaten path.

Goodbye.

- Oh. Clayton. It's beautiful.
- I thought you'd like it.

Oh. It's just lovely.

It's a little something to remind us
of our days together in Galveston.

You liked it there. Didn't you?

- Didn't you?
- Oh. Very much.

Just getting away from all
the pressure was wonderful.

Well. That ties into something
I've just done.

I've sold Southern Cross.

Oh. No. Clayton.

Too big for one person alone.
I just rattle around down there.

I'll be signing the final papers
pretty soon.

So if you can spare the time...

why don't you come down for one
last look around before it's all gone?

Clayton. I had a wonderful time
in Galveston.

I've thought a lot
about those few days.

But I've thought about something else.
Too. Since I've been back. Rebecca.

Rebecca?

- We've grown very close again.
- Yes?

Well. I wouldn't want her
to misunderstand our relationship.

Of course. But why should she?

Well. You were seeing each other.
Weren't you?

Oh. No. Miss Ellie. Not like that.

I like Rebecca very much. She was
married to a dear friend of mine.

And we share a pleasant friendship
like yours and mine. But that's all.

Really. That's all there is to it.

- Just a friendship.
- I see.

Miss Ellie. I'd like you
to come down to San Angelo...

but if it makes you uncomfortable.
I understand.

Well. I'll... I'll think about it.

Political ambition?
I really never gave it a thought.

Perhaps you're unaware. Mr. Ewing.
Just how your name...

is being bandied about
in political circles.

I had no idea.

There's talk of your being groomed
for a possible government position...

perhaps even Dave Culver's
senatorial post.

That kind of attention
is always flattering...

but I'm an oilman, not a politician.

But what do you think of the rumors?

It's talk. Talk is cheap.

But supposing you were approached
directly. Would you run?

Well. You can't cross a bridge
until it's built.

I imagine your reluctance to talk
about Dave Culver's senatorial seat...

has something to do with his
connection to the Ewing family.

That connection is very distant.
I can assure you.

It wouldn't bother you
to run against him?

Dave Culver is one man
that can certainly be replaced.

I take that to mean
that you would not...

totally reject out of hand
a political offer.

If... If a political offer
were made to me...

I would seriously have
to weigh the good...

I can do the little
man at the gas pump...

against the good I can do
for the little man...

as his political representative.

Thank you.

I swear, if I didn't know the man.
I'd believe him.

I never knew a man in my life
that could lie so well.

I'm gonna tell you what.

He can ride that variance
and that low gasoline price...

right on into Washington.

Donna. You know. J.R.'s got
a reputation for sharp dealing...

but I don't think he can take
this cut-rate gasoline issue alone.

Ray. There are a lot of one-issue
candidates getting elected.

The economy is shaky.

J.R. looks like a hero.

It's all just a big publicity hype.

He's doing his big grandstand play
to keep you...

and the Energy Commission
off his tail.

I agree with you. But don't you see?

It's publicity. Just like that...

that gets a movement started
to get a J.R. Ewing elected.

You don't think Dave Culver
is in danger...

of losing his Senate seat to J.R.?

I don't know. But I think we need to...

get Dave down here
and talk about it...

because I think we need to stop J.R.
before he gets out of hand.

Just heard from my source in Houston...

and they tell me that J.R. has
finally smoked out a refinery for sale.

I've been expecting this.

Who's the owner?

Mike Hughes. He's got a lot
of big notes coming due.

He wants the easy way out.

I know Mike.

He's done business with
Wentworth Tool and Die for years.

I can't believe he'd ever cross me.

Well. My source says that he's
desperate. He'll do anything.

What you gonna do?
You gonna call Hughes?

- Why not?
- Because it won't do any good.

J.R.'s offered him a pot of gold
at the end of the rainbow.

The name Wentworth still carries clout
with men like Mike Hughes.

He won't sell to J.R.

Not if I personally ask him not to.

Oh. Come on. Mama. He's gonna
cut his own throat out of loyalty?

Is he that good of a friend?

Well. Wentworth Industries can buy up
his debts and extend the due dates.

We'll work something out.

Did your source say
when the deal with J.R. might close?

Yeah. Yeah.
As soon as day after tomorrow.

You might have to fly
to Houston tomorrow...

to bring Mike Hughes
a letter from me.

It's all right with me.

Fly to the end
of the moon to stop J.R.

This is Rebecca Wentworth.
May I speak to Mr. Hughes, please?

Not until tomorrow?

Would you tell him that my son.
Cliff Barnes...

will be flying down to see him
tomorrow afternoon?

Thank you. I'd appreciate that.

One way or the another. Cliff. We'll
keep J.R. from getting that refinery.

I'll drink to that.

Mr. Ewing. I thought we settled
this last time.

I still have no intention
of changing my vote.

Mr. Hicks.

- You'll change your vote.
- Not likely.

I don't know what
my brother offered you...

for your vote, but
it's not gonna be enough.

Isn't it a little dangerous
throwing accusations you can't prove?

- I don't have to prove anything.
- Then why don't you get out.

I will. But first.
I'd like you to see those.

Now. That... That white stuff there
is your favorite party substance.

It's cocaine.

It seems like your house is just
overflowing with this stuff. Hicks.

Are you blackmailing me?

Blackmail. Bribery.
I don't see the difference.

You wanted to play hardball.
My friend.

Wendy.

She planted them. This is a frame-up.

She only added
to what was already there.

That isn't cocaine.

It looks like powdered sugar to me.

In that case, there's a lot of powdered
sugar hidden all over your house.

Just waiting for a police lab
to test it out.

And I'm sure the results
won't be as sweet as you think.

I don't use coke. Never have.

Come on. Hicks.
You're a user and we both know it.

Don't you really think I could find
your supplier if I set my mind to it.

I think you're bluffing.

Try me.

Besides. Why can't I just rush home
and find them and get rid of them?

How many of them are there?
Five? Ten?

How you gonna be sure
you find them all. Hicks?

What if you miss one. Maybe two?
You have such a big house.

You really willing to bet three years
in the slammer...

against a game of hide-and-seek?

What do you want. Ewing?

Just exactly what it is you want?

You've got 48 hours
to call a meeting of the TEC.

And then I want you to vote
the way you used to vote...

before you got mixed up
with my brother.

How can I vote against J.R.'s variance
after all that I've said?

- How will I explain it?
- Hicks.

You'll figure it out.

Ewing.

I gotta give you credit.

You're just as dirty
as your famous brother.

Yeah.

Mike Hughes calling from Houston,
line one.

Good. Good.

Hello. Mike. How you doing?

Well. There's no reason for you
to feel that way.

Have you met with Russell Slater yet?

Well. Mike. I can't understand
your reluctance on this matter.

It's a rich deal.

Well. If it's not the money. What is it?

Well. I think we ought
to make the deal...

on your refinery right this minute.

Wentworth is not gonna top this.
You know that as well as I do.

Could I consider that done?

You have my word on it.

You will never regret it.

And just remember:

Old J.R. never forgets a friend.

Good. Good.

Well. It's been a lovely afternoon.

- Oh. Mama. Don't go yet.
- I have to. Pam.

I have to pick up Cliff
to take him to the airport.

- Where's he going?
- Houston.

He has to convince a refinery owner
not to sell to J.R.

I know what I said, Ellie.
But I really had no choice.

I don't need an explanation. Rebecca.

I feel as though I owe you one.

Well. To be honest.
I don't want to hear it.

I've done everything I could.

Even if the boys are determined
to destroy each other...

they're not gonna destroy me.

Can you really walk away from it.
Miss Ellie?

Pam. The only way
I can continue to live here...

is to ignore the war
and get on with my own life.

Well. I'm not Miss Ellie.

Why are you getting involved
in the feud again?

Somebody has to stop J.R.
from getting that refinery.

I can do it.

You're just escalating the war.
You're just making it worse.

I'm making it worse?

Look at what J.R. is up to.

Look at how your own husband
is behaving.

The stakes are very high here. Pam.

I'm sorry. Mama.

I'm just terribly frightened
somebody's really going to be hurt.

Cliff. What did you do?

You forget your key?

Y m“!

Wait a minute.
I thought you'd be glad to see me.

Cliff's gonna be here in any minute.

You'd be surprised
at what we can do in a minute.

What are you doing here?
What do you want?

Same as you.
An instant replay of our last time.

Get out!

You don't have to tease me
to get me excited.

I knew how you were all hot and
bothered waiting for me to come back.

So just pucker up and we'll have
a little kiss. Those mushy lips.

- Hey! What the hell is going on?
- Cliff.

What are you doing here. Thurman?

All I'm do is having another ride
on the roller coaster.

What are you talking about?

You know what I'm talking about.

Our little Afton here.

The refinery. I told you
you know how to put a deal together.

Get out of here.

Get out of my home! Get out of here!

So you did sleep with him.

You needed that refinery.

I know how much it meant to you.

You slept with him!

That was his price.

He said he wouldn't sell it to you...

unless I went to bed with him.

So you're telling me
that I didn't put that deal together...

that you put
the deal together in bed!

I thought you were my girlfriend.
Not my whore!

I did it for you. Cliff.

- Walt.
- J.R.

What's this deal
that brings you back to Dallas?

I've fallen into a good one, J.R.

We're gonna run out of money bags
to put it in.

All right. I'm listening.

I made contacts in the Caribbean.

There's this country down there...

that will pay over-the-market price
for your excess oil.

Well. That's crazy. Why don't they
just buy it on the market?

Because they're on
the State Department's embargo list.

Well. These days they could get
a pretty good price from the Arabs.

They could and they will too.

They'd have to wait
a couple months for delivery.

They need oil now
and we can get it to them fast.

It's illegal. Of course...

but I've arranged
to cover your shipment of oil...

with phony papers
from a third non-embargoed country.

Oh. I see.
That's the kind of deal it is. Huh?

It's all set. We make obscene profits...

you get rid of that stockpile of oil
you can't refine.

What do you think?

And whatever happened
to old Walt Driscoll...

the honest public servant
all Texans admired?

I learned all about honesty
from you. J.R.

Don't pretend my idea shocks you.

To tell you the truth. I don't need
a deal like that right now. Walt.

The oil I'm pumping goes straight
to my gasoline stations.

Even that's not enough.

Maybe another time.

Cliff? Cliff? Anybody home?

Afton.

What's the matter? Where's Cliff?

I don't know.
A bar might be a good guess.

- But he must be coming back soon.
- Oh. I doubt it. We had an awful fight.

The Wentworth jet
is waiting for him right now.

- Maybe he's at the airport already.
- Oh. I doubt that too.

He was pretty upset. I don't think
he had business on his mind.

Hello. This is Rebecca Wentworth.
Is my son there?

All right. Thank you.

Where are you going?

To find Cliff and get him to Houston.

We've gotta stop J.R.
from getting that refinery.

Oh. Afton...

don't give up on him.

I know that Cliff loves you
and you love him.

Whatever your problems are...

you'll work them out.

SOUTHFORK RANCH

Cliff. Where...?

Who is this?

Oh. My God.

You look terrible.

Well. Nothing like a celebration
to really depress me.

I don't understand.

You know that guy Hicks?

On Donna's commission?

Well. J.R. had him bought
and paid for.

Till I pulled a little number on him.

What do you mean?

I got down in the mud. Honey...

just like I said I could.

And I forced him to change his vote
on the variance.

What did you do?

I blackmailed him.

And I feel so dirty.

What do you want
from me? Sympathy?

Because you're not going to get it.

Pam. I don't want your sympathy.

Oh. Yes. You do.
You want me to slap your wrist...

and then reassure you
that you're still...

the same wonderful
man underneath it all.

Well. I'm not gonna help you out.
You can stay dirty.

You don't understand.

Understand?

I understand
that you're not the man I married.

The Bobby I love would
rather be dead...

than blackmail a Hicks
or anybody else.

Double-cross the cartel
or force his own mother into court.

There were reasons.

Reasons?

There's only one reason.

You would do anything to beat J.R.
and get the company. Anything!

- I have to see Pamela.
- Come in.

Please go get Pam.
I have to see her. It's very important.

Yes. Ma'am.

Well.

Afton.

What on earth are you doing here?

- Delivering messages for Cliff Barnes?
- Who's at the door?

Oh. Afton.

My goodness. What's wrong?

- I I have some very bad news.
- What bad news?

I was at Cliff's.

A call came.

They told me what happened
and I had to tell you in person.

Afton. Just tell us. Please.

The Wentworth jet crashed.

Cliff?

No. No. It wasn't Cliff.

Pam. It was your mother.

She went in his place.

My mother?