Dallas (1978–1991): Season 6, Episode 19 - Legacy - full transcript

You're building a wall between us and
it's impossible to talk to you through it.

I didn't build the wall. You did.

That battle is between me and J.R.

It has nothing to do with Rebecca
or Cliff or anybody else.

But Rebecca is dead.
And your marriage may soon be dead.

Bobby. You just don't see
what's happening to you.

Didn't you ever realize
that I was in love with you?

There's only one way
to get this family together.

- For us to stop our battling.
- Yes. Exactly.

Then I think we ought to.

Thank you.
Why don't you put that in the back seat?



Pamela. I wish you'd think this over.

I have. All night long.

And you don't think you're overreacting?

My mother's dead. It's hard to overreact
to something like that.

I mean about the fight
between J.R and me.

The fight killed her.

Pam. You can't blame everything
on that.

If it weren't for the fight
my mother would still be alive.

If it wouldn't for that and a million
other things. A million other things.

I'm sorry. Bobby.

I love you.

Doesn't that count?

- You know it does.
- Then don't go.

I have to.



Bobby. I've got to have
some time alone for a while.

Too much has happened to me.
I feel like my life exploded around me.

I need some time to stand back
until it settles.

Well. When it does. I'll be here.

Bye. Partner.

You take good care of your mama.
All right?

She's gonna need your help.

I love you.

- Hello.
- Good morning.

It sure is.

Well. It's nice to see you smiling.
You haven't done much of that...

since you lost the variance.

Well. It's a new day. Darling.

And the house is lighter
by one sister-in-law.

Pam's left?

That's right. Just now.
Bobby's out there moping in her dust.

I was so hoping that she would
have changed her mind overnight.

Well. Fortunately she didn't.

How can you be so happy
at a time like this?

Pam has been through so much lately.

She lost her mother.

Her life's in shambles.

Well. Darling. There's nobody sadder
than I am about Rebecca's death.

I mean it, sincerely.

But my overriding concern
is winning Ewing Oil.

And you know what? Pamela leaving
Bobby is gonna muddle his mind up...

more than anything
I could've done.

Now. You can't expect me
to be sad about that.

It's just so cruel.

Well. I'm not the cruel one, Pam is.
Now. You tell me...

why she's not standing by her
husband the way you're standing by me.

I talked to her about it when
Miss Ellie was trying to break the will.

Yeah. I know.

And she was just as stubborn then.
Just as stubborn.

Poor Rebecca. It's ironic. Isn't it?

As much as she hated me.
She sure can't be resting peaceful...

knowing her death
is gonna help me beat Bobby.

- J.R.
- Yeah?

Can you really beat Bobby now?

What did you say?

The commission took away your variance
and that was your big edge.

Darling. That was just one small battle
in a very long and complicated war.

Bobby?

Whiskey?

It's a little early in the day
for you to be drinking. Isn't it?

You don't do this very often.

Well. It's not very often
that my wife leaves me. Mama.

Oh. No. When?

This morning.

She took a suite at the Fairview.

- With the baby?
- With the baby. With everything.

She moved out.

I had a feeling this might happen.

Bobby. Listen to me. She'll be back.

Will she?

- I'm not so sure.
- Just give her time.

Well. I don't have much choice, do I?

I mean. The decision is all hers.

And how much choice did she have?

Living here
after what happened to Rebecca?

So you think Rebecca died
because of the battle too?

- If it hadn't been for the battle...
- That battle is between me and J.R.

It has nothing to do with Rebecca
or Cliff or anybody else.

All right. You keep telling yourself that.

But Rebecca is dead.
And your marriage may soon be dead.

And not just because of Rebecca.

Bobby. You just don't see
what's happening to you.

You can put Christopher to bed now.

His teddy bear's in the crib but would
you put the giraffe in his room?

- He likes that.
- All right.

- Say good night. Baby.
- Come on. Christopher.

- Let's go beddy-bye. Come on.
- Oh. Night-night.

Night-night - Oh. Look this.

- Any more?
- Just these.

Katherine. You look as unhappy as I feel.

I just don't understand it.

What?

Why you left Bobby.

I mean. What are you doing
in this hotel room?

You've got a home.
A husband who loves you.

Not as much as he loves Ewing Oil.

Pam. How can you say that?

Katherine.
I just don't wanna talk about it.

Okay. I just hope you two
can work things out.

Gentlemen. Gentlemen. Please.
I don't like this a bit more than you do.

But it's as plain as day.
We're gonna have to shut down stations.

And I tell you that's all there is to it.

- There's got to be another way.
- Well. I wish there was.

When I had my variance. I could pump
enough oil to supply my stations.

But since they took it away from me.
My hands are tied.

Well. How about if we raise prices a bit?

It'll make up for the loss in volume...

and we'll still be undercutting
everybody else.

Horace. I planned to raise the prices, but
you can only raise them a few cents...

and still seem
like you're helping the little man.

We're just gonna have to
shut down something.

That sure puts the old handwriting
on the wall.

It's gonna mean the end
of J.R. Ewing Gas.

Now. Wait a minute. Boys.
Don't count me out yet.

Well. Most of your stations
are doing a pretty big volume of business.

I suppose we ought to draw up a list...

and shut down
those on the weaker end of the scale.

Well. Bill. I had something different
in mind.

You see. The important thing
is to keep this fight in the public eye.

Now. The people in the state of Texas
should never forget...

that old J.R.'s out there
trying to help them.

And that calls for publicity.

So. What I want you to do
is draw me up a list...

of all the stations
that'll give us the maximum exposure.

Really high profile.

Those are the ones
that are gonna stay open.

Okay.

You want the public to know
J.R. Ewing is still selling gas, eh?

You got it.

Well. That's all for today. Gentlemen.

But I want you all to realize that we're
talking about doing this right now.

Good talking to you.

- Thank you.
- Stay well.

Bill.

J.R.. is there anything I can do to help?

No. No. Everything's just fine.

Oh. Hi. Leslie.
I'm sorry. I know we're a little late.

That's all right. We held your table.

- Right this way.
- Thank you.

Hey. There's the lady
that brought down Goliath.

Hey. Donna. Come on over. Come on.

All right. We'll be over there in a minute.

Jordan. Marilee.

- We were just talking about you.
- Me?

We think you deserve a medal
for knocking out J.R.'s variance.

Really.

The whole industry
owes you a debt of gratitude. Donna.

Sure does. That's a mighty powerful gun
J.R. was holding to our heads.

Why don't you join us?

Well. Really. We have a table
waiting for us.

Donna?

Look. Jordan. I'd rather not. Really.

Oh. Ray. If you're still upset
about the barbecue...

I want you to know
we're mighty sorry about what happened.

Well. I guess
we all lost our heads a little. Huh?

J.R. isn't known for bringing out
the best in people. Is he?

Come on. Sit down.

Now. You're about the only Ewing
we can sit with these days.

Well. Now. That's not because Ray is the
only Ewing not in the oil business. Is it?

Well. Looks to me like J.R.
might not be in it much longer.

Taking away his variance
may just win Bobby the war.

We wonder if that's good or bad.

What do you mean?

Well. He means Bobby's getting
as underhanded as J.R.

Given a chance.
He may turn out a lot worse.

Well. I wouldn't sell Bobby too short.

Bobby's doing the selling himself.

I'm sorry. Thornton.
I know you're doing your best.

It's just that time keeps slipping by.

Sitting here freezing without pumping oil
is not my idea of having fun either.

I know. But those companies
that work Alaska...

they face the same
cold-weather problems.

- They keep pumping.
- It's not just the cold.

It's the combination of freeze.
Then thaw. Then freeze again.

N causes the ground to keep shifting.

We can'! Keep a hole from breaking up
even after we've drilled one.

All right. Look. Can you give me
any idea of time?

Sure. As soon as you tell me
when the weather's gonna stabilize.

I'm sorry, Bobby. I know how important
this field is to you.

HI call you as soon
as we're able to start up.

Thanks.

J.R.. have you seen Bobby?

We darkened each other's
doorway once or twice, yeah.

- Well. How is he?
- Relative to what. Honey?

J.R.. he is your brother
and he's having a difficult time right now.

I appreciate that. But you gotta realize
we're in the midst of a battle.

I prefer to keep my emotional lines
clear of too much sentiment.

I'll get it.

- J.R. Ewing here.
- .J.R., it's Mark Graison.

- Oh. How you doing?
- Well. I'm just fine. Ls Pamela there?

Well. Pamela...
Pamela doesn't live here anymore.

What?

It's kind of hard to explain.
But Bobby and Pam. They split up.

They split up?

Yeah. Yeah. It's been really hard
on the family.

I'll be dammed. Well. I'm sorry.

Yeah. It's really tragic.

But if you wanna get ahold of her...

I know she moved into the Fairview.
She's got a suite there.

- The Fairview Hotel?
- Yeah, that's right.

I don'! Know her exact room number
but I'm sure they'd put you through.

Right. Well. Thank you. J.R.

- I really am sorry.
- We all are.

Who was that?

- Who was that on the phone?
- Oh. Just an old family friend. Honey.

Phyllis. Would you call the ranch
and give me Pamela, please?

A! The ranch?

Oh. Never mind.

- Hello?
- Hello. Pamela?

No, this is Katherine.

Oh. Katherine. Is Pamela there?
Can I speak to her?

Well. She's sleeping. Actually.

- Oh. Okay. thank you.
- Oh, Bobby...

I'm glad you called.

I wanted to tell you how sorry I am
about Pam's leaving.

- Well. Me too.
- Oh. By the way...

if you ever need a friendly ear.
Mine's available.

Well. Thank you. Katherine.

- Bye.
- Bye-bye.

I thought you were sleeping.

No. I washed my hair.

Listen. I just made a fresh pot of coffee.
You want some?

Oh. I'd love some.

Miss Ellie. Is it me?

No. It's the company you keep.
I'm afraid.

- I'm sorry.
- Don't be.

My conversation tends to do
that to people sometimes.

Stop. I love talking to you, Clayton.
You know that.

I was just thinking about the family
and the way things have turned out.

What do you mean?

Well. When you're young.
And you find a man like Jock...

the future's so full of promise.

One thing about the future.
It's always starting right now.

Not for Bobby and Pam. I'm afraid.

It's so hard to believe
that she's really left him.

It's hard on you. I can see that.

It's Bobby's fault, Clayton.

He's changed so much.

He was always the dependable one.
The loving one.

J.R. was the ruthless one.

But Bobby's become so obsessed
about beating J.R...

that he's getting to be just like him.

You have two very tough sons. Miss Ellie.

I know...

and that's what's so hard
to realize.

Where are the little boys
that I loved so much?

They're still there somewhere.

And the love you gave them is there too.

But it's time to get on
with your own life.

You're a lovely lady. Miss Ellie.

You have a lot of love left to give.

- I'm a little early.
- Would you like to wait here or the bar?

- I think I'll wait in the bar.
- Okay.

Well. Hello. Bobby Ewing.

Hello. Holly.

You sure are a man of quiet celebrations.

- I'm not celebrating.
- Well. You ought to be.

With J.R.'s variance overturned. You
got a great shot at winning Ewing Oil.

On second look.
I can see you're not celebrating.

Is there anything wrong?

It's a... It's personal.

I'm sorry. Ls there anything I can do?

No. Holly. As a matter of fact
I'd just soon be by myself.

Okay.

Well. I hope whatever it is.
That it clears up soon.

Katherine. Did Louise find
Christopher's extra diapers?

Yes. Everything's under control
except you.

- Now. Come on. We're going to be late.
- I'm almost ready.

Oh. I'll get it.

Hello? Yes.

Oh. Really?

Okay.

That was the front desk.

- You've got a visitor on his way up.
- A visitor?

We've got to be at Cliff's in half an hour.
Who is it?

Mark Graison.

Mark's here?

You want me to get rid of him?

No. No. Maybe I should see him.

Would you check
and see if Louise is ready?

Sure.

- Hello. Pam.
- Hi.

How did you know I was here?

Well. I called the ranch.

Look. I don't want to disturb you.

But I wanted to tell you I'm sorry.
I really am.

I know it can't be easy for you.

Why don't you come in for a second?

Oh. Mark. This is my sister, Katherine.
Mark Graison.

- Hello.
- How do you do?

Look. I'm sorry
if I've come at a bad time.

Well. We have to go in a few minutes.

Well. I won't keep you.
I just want you to know...

that you can count on me
if you need anything.

Thank you.

I know this must be a difficult time
for you. So if I can help...

I really appreciate it, Mark.

- Well. It was nice meeting you.
- Goodbye.

Thank you for coming. Mark.

Look. Listen. I've said it before.

Call me. For whatever reason
you may want to.

What a lovely man.
He certainly is concerned about you.

Yes. He is. Isn't he?

Maybe I misjudged him.

J.R. Ewing.

Well. I'll tell you. Selling you these
stations is an historic event in my life.

First time I've ever
taken a bath like this.

I sure am pained
to see you hurting this way. J.R.

Yes. I can sense your discomfort.

Well. If you did like me and kept
your prices up where they belonged...

you might not have
to unload your stations.

Teddy. The prices are where they belong.

You mean you're gonna keep on
selling it cut-rate?

Well. Somebody's gotta stand up
for the American way.

You just keep on playing Santa Claus
and I'll be back in a couple of months...

to take the rest of the stations
off your hands.

That'll be a cold day.

You each have copies of the document.

If you'll turn to page 23...

you'll see that each of the children.
Cliff. Pamela. And Katherine...

is left a substantial trust fund
derived from Mrs. Wentworth's assets...

in cash. Stocks and bonds.

There are the customary gifts
to servants and friends.

And trust funds not only
for her grandson. Christopher...

but for any future grandchildren
as well.

And of course the handsome bequest
to Afton Cooper.

Now for the business interests.

If you turn to page 32...

Wentworth Industries...

which is a public entity and run
by an elected board of directors...

will. Of course. Continue to be run
by this board.

This was the wish of Rebecca's
late husband Herbert Wentworth...

and it shall be carried
out in the future.

Income. However, as well as voting
shares from stock held by Rebecca...

will now be divided evenly
between daughters Katherine and Pamela.

As for her son, Cliff...

he will remain
with Barnes-Wentworth Oil Company.

He will inherit Mrs. Wentworth's shares
and continue as sole owner...

and chief executive officer.

Now to page 74.
Wentworth Tool and Die.

As this was the first company
Herbert Wentworth created...

the seedling of his entire empire.
It was extremely precious to him...

and subsequently to his wife.

It is therefore Rebecca's wish
that ownership of this company...

be equally divided
among her three children.

This is to ensure
that any decision on any major issue...

will be agreed to by at least
two members of her immediate family.

Now. You all have pertinent copies
of the documents.

You can take your time
and read them over.

If you have any questions.
I'll be happy to answer them.

I can't believe your mother
remembered me in her will.

Afton. She loved you very much
and she knew how much you loved Cliff.

Goodbye. My condolences, of course.

Your mother was not only a client.
But a friend.

Thank you.

I'll show you to the door.

- Are you sure you can't stay for coffee?
- Thank you. But I'm late as it is.

- Goodbye.
- Thank you.

Katherine. I have something
I have to say to you.

I know how you feel about the company
that your father built...

and I wish Mama
hadn't left me any of it...

because I don't feel worthy
and I don't deserve it.

Look. Cliff.
I know we've had our differences.

I blamed you for Mama's death.
But I really didn't mean that.

I guess I was as confused
and upset as you were.

There's just the three of us now...

and we've gotta work together
and do the best we can.

Okay?

Oh. Katherine.
Oh. I'm so glad you said that.

You are a wonderful sister.
More than we could ever have hoped for.

- Is he all right?
- Yeah. I think he just had a bad dream.

Pam. You should eat something.
You've gotta keep up your strength.

You know. The thing is I do love Bobby.

I miss my home. I miss my things.

I miss Bobby.

Well. You're the one who left.

Well. I had to. And I have to stay away.

As long as he's fighting J.R..
Nothing will change.

- You want him to change?
- Yes.

I want back the Bobby I married.

I want the sweet. Wonderful
honest man I fell in love with.

Well. Maybe I could talk to him.

What could you say?

I don't know.
Whatever you want me to say.

Maybe I could reason with him...

tell him how much you love him.
How you want your marriage to continue.

I don't know what good
would come of it.

Pam. Let me try.

I've got a stake in this thing too.

I wanna see you two
get back together.

So do I.

Lucy. We're dressed
for civilized cruising in Dallas.

We're not dressed for a place like this.

Well. You're the one
that's always complaining...

about how boring the places we go are.

I tell you. I'm practically
running the whole thing myself.

You should all come out and...
You know. I could take...

Oh. I get it.

What do you get?

Well. You're wrong.

Well. We can play another game. Maybe.

I tell you what. I buy you a drink
and you tell me your name.

And then I buy you a drink.
And then we can...

I don't know, we'll think of something.
You know?

I already told you I'm with someone.

I think you better get out of here.

Buster. You're standing in my space.

Your space?

Well. I thought I smelled something...

You can't scare me.

No. I'm sorry. This is entirely my fault
and I'm going to take care of it.

Mickey.

Mickey. Mickey. Are you all right?

You better get him out of here. Honey.
Or he'll never sing again.

- I want one good shot.
- Shut up!

Muriel. Come on. Help me. Mickey.

If I could just remember
the karate I learned.

Muriel. There's a Southfork wagon.

My eye hurts.

Muriel. Do me a favor. Get the door.

Lucy. He is a mess.

Okay. I'm ready.

Here. Bring me...
Don't let him hit his head.

Believe me. He'll never feel it.

Here.

Muriel. Look. My keys are in here.

Take my car. I'm going to stay with him.
Make sure he's all right.

Great. Lucy.
Hey. It's been a fun evening.

- Don't you have a watch. Driscoll?
- Sorry.

- I got hung up at customs.
- You what?

But why not accept this as an apology?

- Everything go okay?
- Perfectly.

The ship arrived exactly on schedule.

The crude was offloaded at Havana
and I got the payment right away.

- Didn't they x-ray that case at customs?
- No.

They hand inspected it.
I told them I didn't want my film ruined.

Driscoll. I didn't know you had it in you.

One million nine hundred thousand dollars
in cash and a Swiss bank draft.

Now. Hold on Driscoll.

Fifty thousand barrels at $40 a barrel
is exactly $2 million even.

Minus my cut.

I figured it would save a little time
if I deducted it myself.

Now. Doesn't this convince you
that the plan can work?

Putting 50.000 barrels of crude
through that embargo...

was not exactly like
raising the Titanic.

But it does prove the setup
can go off without a hitch.

I think we're ready for the big one.

I don't know.

This Cuban thing is not gonna last long.
Once their shortages ease up...

they're gonna go back to buying crude
on the open market.

The time to hit them is now.

Yeah. It's very tempting.
Very tempting indeed.

But moving that much oil
through the embargo in one shipment...

is very risky proposition.

For me too. But I'm willing to do it.

Well. What the hell
are you risking anyhow?

In addition to a jail sentence.
Just like you...

if this doesn't go
off, I stand to lose...

quite a lot.

But not capital.
And that's all that counts.

I'm risking a fortune in crude and maybe
all of Ewing Oil if we're caught.

All right.

But don't forget every time we ship out.
There's a chance of getting caught.

I'm for making it in one big load.

I'll make that decision.
And I'll let you know when it's made.

Hi.

Don't tell me. I remember everything.

Yeah. I'll bet.

It's all right.

You don't have to be afraid.

- Does it hurt?
- Yes.

Come on.

How you doing. Bob?

We're on our way to the airport.
Gonna take a late flight down to Austin.

Bob. Miss Ellie told us
about you and Pam.

And we just really wanted to come by
and tell you how sorry we are.

Well. Thank you.

Why don't I wait in the car?

Bob. Look. I know it's not my place
to speak out here.

You're my brother
and we've always been close.

I just wonder if being the head honcho
of Ewing Oil...

is worth all this pain for you.
For everybody.

Tell me it's none of my business
and I'll understand.

No. Ray. It's all right.

You're Jock Ewing's son too.

Now. If Daddy put you head-to-head
against J.R...

could you give up. Just quit?

I'm not sure I can answer that.

But I can't tell you
that you're right in what you're doing.

Because I just don't know that you are.

Well. I'm not too sure I am either.

All I know is I can't quit.

Okay.

You just take care.

I tell you. I've never read
such depressing news.

Rebecca's poor old husband
must be spinning in his grave.

He worked his butt off all his life. Building
a fortune under the Wentworth name...

and two-thirds of it
now goes to some family named Barnes.

Darling. Get yourself some breakfast
and sit down.

Look here. Look there.

The oil company. Barnes-Wentworth.
Goes to Cliff Barnes outright.

I should have stayed
with the funny papers.

I don't know why you're so concerned
about all this.

With Pamela an heiress.
Barnes wielding major power.

When Rebecca was alive.
She could at least temper his idiocies.

Now she's gone, he's free to do
any fool thing he wants to.

I think Rebecca was very wise
the way she took care of her children.

Giving Barnes complete control
of that company...

is like giving John Ross
a loaded gun to play with.

J.R.. Rebecca's will
shouldn't concern you at all.

Well. Barnes is Bobby's brother-in-law.
You know.

And Bobby's not far behind me
in this little contest we got going.

Cliff's not gonna help him.
He hates all the Ewings now.

Well. Who knows
what that lunatic's gonna do?

And look where Pam
came out on this deal.

Bobby and Pam are separated.

- Yeah. Let's just hope it stays that way.
- I don't hope any such thing.

Sue Ellen. I just mean
until I win Ewing Oil.

Darling. You really seem
to be worried about all this.

- Are you afraid we're gonna lose?
- I am in trouble.

I lost my variance. Bobby made a killing
on that Wellington deal.

Pamela inherited a fortune.

If they ever get together again
and she starts to help him...

they could wield
a frightening amount of clout. Really.

- I've never heard you talk like this before.
- Like I said, Sue Ellen. I'm in trouble.

Just got to find a way out.

Hi. Thanks for coming.

Still the same?

Yeah. I'm really getting worried
about him.

Cliff. We know how bad you feel.
But it's time to get moving.

Something's come up.
We'd sure like you to go in with us. Cliff.

It's the Mardigan Storage Tank outfit
in Galveston.

I talked to you about it once. They've
had some management problems...

and they're ripe for a takeover.

We're flying to Galveston
to make the deal.

Come with us. Cliff. Please.

- It's a fine deal. Cliff.
- I'm not interested in making any deals.

Cliff. They're your friends.
They wanna help.

This could be very good
for Barnes-Wentworth.

I don't care about Barnes-Wentworth.
That's what you don't understand.

The only reason I have that company
is because I let my mother die.

- It should've been me on that plane.
- Stop blaming yourself.

I don't have any right to make any deals.
To be alive.

Cliff. Please stop it!
You're frightening me!

You better watch him carefully. Afton.
He's liable to try to kill himself again.

- Hello.
- Hi.

Well. How's Christopher?

- He's fine.
- Good.

- Are you ready to order?
- I'd just like a cup of tea. Please.

- Coffee's fine.
- Thank you.

How are you?

Not so terrific. I'm managing.

It was awful hard
watching you drive away.

- It wasn't the easiest thing I've done.
- I know.

You're spending some more time
with your sister.

- How's she doing?
- She's all right.

It's Cliff I'm worried about.

He's not handling this well at all.

You know the promise I made to Mama
about taking responsibility for him?

I guess it's time I started fulfilling it.

You do have a responsibility
to your husband. Too. And your marriage.

Bobby. We've been all through that.

I never got an answer
I could understand.

I don't feel that I have that responsibility
after everything that's happened.

Well. I see.

Does that mean you'll be joining Cliff
at Barnes-Wentworth...

in his vengeance trip
against us Ewings?

Cliff is my brother. I'll do whatever I can
to help him when he needs my help.

Even against me?

I feel the same way
about what Mama asked of me...

as you feel about
what Jock asked of you.

- It's not the same.
- It's exactly the same!

You're building a big wall between us.
It's impossible to talk to you through it.

I didn't build a wall. You did.

Clayton.

Sue Ellen.
I just stopped by to see Miss Ellie.

She went to do a little shopping in Dallas.

Oh. That's too bad.

Stay for a minute?

Lemonade?

No. Thanks. I'd better push on.

Clayton?

Well. We really haven't had a chance
to talk since that day that...

Well. Since the day I asked you
to refine J.R.'s oil.

That day's already forgotten.

- It was a stupid thing for me to do.
- It's in the past.

Anyway. Maybe it was for the better.

Actually. It helped clear up
some things in my mind.

What things?

Oh. Things probably better left unsaid.

I notice you've been seeing
a lot of Miss Ellie lately.

Yes. That must be a thorn in J.R.'s side.

- I was thinking more of myself.
- You?

Why should my seeing Miss Ellie
bother you?

Because I thought you were my friend.

You mean to the exclusion
of everyone else?

No. It's just that our relationship
was so...

One-sided?

Sue Ellen. Didn't you ever realize
that I was in love with you?

- What?
- I was in love with you.

- Clayton...
- Look...

I'm telling you how I felt.

- I had no idea.
- Well. That's the point. Sue Ellen.

My feelings for you must have been
written all over my face.

But not anymore.

What changed them. Miss Ellie?

Partly. I do find many qualities in her...

that I used to think were in you.

Well. Just how do you feel about her?

I don't think that's any of your business.
Sue Ellen.

Clayton. I just don't understand.

Not then...

and not now.

Bobby.

Bobby. I stopped by the nursery
to say good night to Christopher...

and then I remembered he's not there.

I know how hard it must be for you.

- I know. Mama.
- Fix you a drink. Bob?

Yes. Please.

It's just not the same without him here.

You know. I've been thinking
about this.

With Pam gone.
And little Christopher gone...

something absolutely awful
has happened to this family.

You noticed?

No. I'm not joking. Lucy.

Unless something is done
there's not gonna be any family left.

There's only one way
to get this family together.

I know. Mama.
For us to stop our battling.

Yes. Exactly.

That's right
and I think that we ought to.

I don't think I heard
what I just heard.

Yes. You did. Lucy. Let's end this.

Let's call a halt to this feuding
right now...

before somebody else suffers.

Hey. Bobby. There's no reason in the
world we couldn't work together.

Hell. We're brothers.
And deep down we love each other.

It'd be like the old times.
I'd be the president...

and you'd be standing
right by my side.

You almost had me believing you
that time. J.R.

- I'm serious. Lucy.
- I'll bet you are.

Well. Bobby. It's a fair offer. And you
would get Pam back to Southfork.

- You know what to do with your offer...
- Wait. Hear me out.

- I've heard enough.
- Bobby. At least listen to him.

There's only one reason
he's making that offer.

It's because his variance is gone
and he's losing.

- That's wishful thinking. Bobby.
- Ls it?

I'm making it for the sake of the family
and Ewing Oil, and your marriage.

- We're all taking a terrible beating.
- You can save that. J.R.

There might have been a time
I would accept that. But not now.

Because I'm ahead of you
and I'm gonna whip you.

And I'm gonna take Ewing Oil
right out of your hands.

You heard him. Mama.

I tried my best. I really did.

Bobby wants all-out war...

and believe me, he's gonna get it.