Dallas (1978–1991): Season 6, Episode 22 - The Sting - full transcript

I just finished a deal that's gonna put
Ewing'. Oil right back in my pocket.

The oil is also in Cuba.
The ships offloaded last night.

You're saying that the oil is in Cuba
and I have not been paid?

I'm not gonna lie down for that. Garcia.

I don't have anything
to feel guilty about.

Everybody here seems to feel
the need to cover up for you.

J.R. J.R.. I'll get back at you someday.

If it's the last thing I ever do.
I'll get back at you. I swear!

Oh. no.

Hey. What's the matter with you?
Don't you have eyes?

Hold on there. Partner. You're not saying
this is my fault. Are you?



- Of course it is.
- You pulled right in front of me.

I'd... Look. I don't have much time.

There doesn't seem to be much damage
to your truck. 50...

Maybe not.

No. No. It's only my fender that's bent.
So why don't we just drop it. Huh?

My insurance will take care of me.

Just a minute. I think maybe we ought
to exchange driver information on this.

Look. Fella. I got a plane to catch.

Hey! What's the problem there?

It's nothing. Officer. Really.
Just a little fender-bender.

This guy doesn't wanna make a report.

We gotta do that.

Come on over here. Both of you.

- Here you go.
- Good.



I want to see your license
and registration. Please. Both of you.

Yes. Sir. You got mine.

I don't mean to make a whole
federal case out of this or nothing...

but I don't want us to be getting
any trouble with the law.

Doing the right thing.

No. Sir. It sure doesn't pay
to get in trouble.

Besides. There's the insurance
and all that.

I mean. Let's take care of things proper.
That's what I always say.

Yep. You're always supposed
to file a report.

Any time there's an accident.

Yeah. That's what I told him.

All right. But. Sir. I'm pressed for time.
Could I go while you get his information?

It's all right with me.

All right. You can go ahead.

Thanks.

Sorry about all the trouble.
We just didn't wanna do anything illegal.

Ted.

Thank you very much.

Well. We're always supposed to make out
an accident report, Mr. Ewing.

Good thing you called me
and let me know this was gonna happen.

Well. I like to do my civic duty.

Come on. Ray. Let's go.

- Thanks. Ted.
- You bet.

- Okay. What a team.
- Nice work.

There was no chance he saw me?

None. He was so frustrated.
He didn't know which end was up.

- Here. You're gonna need this thing.
- Okay. Yeah. Let's see.

Well. There.

Oh. We were dead right.
He is on his way to make a payoff.

Wait till he opens that case I slipped him.
The rest of his hair's gonna fall out.

- I'll go make the phone call. Wait for me.
- Okay.

Air Southern flight number 117 from
Jackson is now arriving at gate number 5.

Sir. You have to put your case
through the x-ray machine.

No. I want you to hand-inspect it.

- I'm carrying exposed film.
- The machine won't erase it.

Well. Now. I've heard that before
and ended up with blank film.

- Okay. I'll hand-inspect it.
- Thank you.

Look all you want. But please hurry.
My plane's ready to leave.

It won't take a minute.

- Okay. Thank you.
- Thank you.

Excuse me. Sir. Come with us. Please.

- May we see your ticket?
- The case. Too. If you don't mind.

- But that was just inspected.
- Won't take but a minute.

Please. I'm gonna miss that plane.

He's carrying guns.

Yeah. I think you'll miss that plane.

You better come with us.

- More coffee?
- Thank you.

- Can I pour you some more coffee?
- No. Thank you.

Okay. I'm sorry.
I don't know where J.R. could be.

We'll wait a little bit longer.

Okay. Well. If you need anything.
I'll be right out there.

Thank you.

Thank you. Sly.

- You know. I was...
- We...

- I'm sorry.
- It's all right.

Well. See. I hope
he hasn't forgotten about us.

Oh. I'm sure he hasn't.

I don't mind waiting. But I see no reason
for you to hang around.

What do you mean?
The three of us were supposed to meet.

Why. I was just trying
to save you the wait, that's all.

I guess J.R. didn't explain this to you.

That the two of us want to work
with you side by side.

- I see.
- Of course.

It'd be a start of a whole new life for us.

- Isn't that nice.
- It's exciting.

Yes. Yes. It is.

I was wondering.

Last time we spoke...

you were a little concerned
about being in the spotlight so much.

Have you changed your mind
about that?

Well. The way I look at it is
if J.R. can face it, then so can I.

Well. Then...

welcome aboard.

I've missed you.

I think I just showed you
how much I missed you.

Well. Are you gonna tell me about it?

- What's that?
- What we're celebrating.

No. No. We're not gonna talk about that.

Well. It sounds like your ship's come in.

What?

Nothing. Just an expression.

Oh. Yeah.
Well. In a matter of speaking. It has.

Or it will, in a very short period of time.

I just finished a deal...

that's gonna put Ewing Oil
right back in my pocket.

All of Ewing Oil?

Every delicious drop.

Well. Now. That is something to celebrate.

You can bet your sweet face it is.

I've got some more champagne.

Well. Let's just pop another cork.

Oh. We will.

My gosh.

Cliff told me
he's gonna buy your company.

Oh. Really? Well. That's terrific.

- It's just given him the lift he needed.
- Well. That was your plan.

Yes. It was. But you made it work.

I'm really grateful. Mark.
I can't ever thank you enough.

Well...

- you know. I can think of a way or two.
- Mark.

Okay. Okay.

You're really a very nice man.

And I try so hard not to be.

- Pam?
- Oh. Miss Ellie.

You remember Mark Graison.

- Yes. Of course I do. Hello. Mark.
- Mrs. Ewing. How are you?

- This is Clayton Farlow.
- Yes. We met through Brooks Oliver.

Right. How are you, Clayton?

- Good to see you.
- I'm fine. Thank you.

Well. Don't let us interrupt your lunch.
Miss Ellie?

Bring the baby to see me soon.
Will you. Pam?

Yes. Of course I will.

Bye.

- Very nice seeing you again.
- Good to see you.

Oh. I'm sorry.

Why?

Well. I was afraid you might
be embarrassed by that.

No. Why should I be?

Miss Ellie. Would you like to go
somewhere else?

No. No. Of course not. Why?

I just don't want you to feel
awkward. That's all.

Well. Pam is entitled
to have lunch with friends.

I wouldn't read anything
more into it than that.

Do you think it's more than that?

I don't know.

And I'm not passing judgment
on it anyway.

Well. Neither am I.

But...

I must admit, it does feel strange
to bump into her like that.

Seeing her in the company
of another man besides Bobby?

Yes.

Miss Ellie.

She and Bobby are separated.

I know.

Unless she has every meal
in her hotel room...

you're bound to run into her sometime.

I guess so.

In many ways...

Dallas is a very small place.

Bobby isn't there either.

So then you haven't heard
from either one of them.

Well. Do me a favor. Teresa.
If Ray comes up there...

would you tell him to call me at home?

Okay. Bye.

Hi. Honey.

Hi.

Where have you been?

Well. Maybe I need to make
some coffee.

Oh. Wait a minute. Now. We're not drunk.

Well. You could have fooled me.

Oh. Come on.

Here.

- Just what you need. Huh?
- Oh. Yeah.

We just had a couple of beers
in celebration.

Celebration? Well. That's terrific.

I guess you know you had
me half worried to death.

Worried? Why?

Ever since he called. You two have
been running around like crazy.

I mean. You don't tell me why or what
for. Do you know what time it is?

Oh. Honey. I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to scare you.

You know you could have called
your wife. Ray Krebbs.

Would you like to tell me
what it is you're celebrating?

Think we ought to tell her?

We rode out in the spirit
of John Wayne. Donna.

Yeah. We headed J.R. off at the pass.

What are you talking about?

- Okay. In plain English?
- Please.

J.R...

will never sell guns
to the Indians again.

- J.R.. you had a...
- I know. I had a meeting...

with Sue Ellen and Ralston.
They stay long?

Well. About two hours, but...

It just slipped my mind.
Get Sue Ellen on the phone for me.

There's another call I think you
might wanna make first. To Walt Driscoll.

Oh. He called. Did he?

Yeah. Get him on the phone right away.
Did he leave his number in Puerto Rico?

He didn't call from Puerto Rico.
He called from Dallas.

Mr. Driscoll's in the county jail.

- What the hell happened?
- I don't know.

What do you mean. You don't know?

I passed through security
and everything was okay.

I was ready to go for the plane...

when these two other guards
came out of nowhere...

and made me open my case again.

And they went right past the cameras
and into the false bottom.

They found the money?

No. Not the money.

The money wasn't there.

There were two loaded guns in that case.

God. What the hell are you talking about?

There were guns in that...

J.R.. I don't know how they got there.

Those ships are in Cuba and
there's no payoff money in Puerto Rico.

I gotta try and reach your contact.
See if this deal is still on.

Well. All Garcia cares about
is his $100,000 payoff...

- and we didn't get to him...
- You didn't get it to him.

J.R.. I swear, I don't know
what happened.

Give me Garcia's number.
Where is he? San Juan?

Yes.

Area code 809-555-8143.

I don't know his home.

Well. You better pray he works late.

J.R.. what about me?

- You gotta get me out of here.
- Just hang loose.

You'll be taken care of.

- Well. It was a very lovely evening.
- Yeah. Hey. What do you know.

Guess you never figured a ranch hand
would have anything more to say than:

"“Yup. Howdy."

Well. It was a little dull in some spots.
You know. In between the dancing...

but generally speaking.
It wasn't too boring.

Wait. I don't want you
to flatter me too much.

I wouldn't want it to go
to my head. Now.

Lucy...

I never...

masked a girl if I could kiss her before.

I just always did it.

I'm not real sure what to do
right at this moment.

I really like you.

That's not something
I'm used to saying either.

I like you. Too. Mickey.

You do?

Maybe you wouldn't mind...

if I did kiss you.

Hello. Mr. Garcia. Are you there. Sir?

Oh. This is J.R. Ewing in Dallas.

Yeah. Well. We had a little problem
yesterday.

Mr. Driscoll couldn't get out
with your money.

I know that. Señor Ewing.
I waited for him all day.

Well. I can't tell you how sorry I am
for that inconvenience...

but I can get the $100,000
to you today. I guarantee that.

Excellent.

And of course. When I have it.
I will then give you the papers showing...

that you sold me 1 million barrels
of oil to my company here in Puerto Rico.

Yes. And the Swiss bank draft
in the amount of $40 million American...

that's the cost of the oil.

Well. Regrettably. Señor Ewing...

I don't have that bank draft here.

What do you mean.
You don't have it there?

Well, let me explain.

There': A gentleman from Cuba.

He was here with me all day
yesterday waiting.

Now, he had that bank draft with him.

However. When Señor Driscoll
did not arrive with my money...

this Cuban official, who is a very
close personal friend of mine...

he thought that maybe
I was being double-crossed.

Of course. He didn't want
to see me get hurt...

so he took the bank draft
hack with him to Cuba.

And the oil?

Well. The oil is also in Cuba.

The ships offloaded last night.

You're saying that the oil is in Cuba
and I have not been paid?

I'm not gonna lie down for that. Garcia.

Yes. Señor. Please.

- What can I do?
- I want my $40 million.

Then I suggest you go to Cuba to gel it.

And. Señor Ewing...

don't involve me any further, please.

I don't like the way you do
business. Mister.

Garcia.

Garcia!

Here we go. Mommy got your jacket.

- Come on.
- Let's go bye-bye.

- Oh. You don't want the jacket?
- Come here.

That's okay. I'll get it.
It's probably Bobby.

Thank you.

- Hello.
- Hi there. Bobby.

Hello there. How's my boy?

Christopher's terrific.

Hey. Buddy.

How's his mama?

She's okay.

I guess Miss Ellie told you that we
bumped into each other yesterday.

No. She never mentioned it.

I mean it. Honey. She never said a word.

Where'd you meet?

In a restaurant.

She was having lunch with Clayton
Farlow and I was with Mark Graison.

I see.

Bobby. It's not the way it sounds.
Though.

Pam was just trying to help Cliff...

Katherine. Stop it.
I don't have anything to hide.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interfere.

Now. This is silly. It sounds like
something much bigger than it really was.

I don't have anything
to feel guilty about.

Everybody around here seems to feel
the need to cover up for you.

Bobby. Nobody has to cover up
anything for me.

Why wouldn't Mama
have mentioned it?

Well. I don't know.
Why don't you ask her that?

I just might.

Come on. Partner.
Come on. Come with me.

Here we go.

I'll have him back by Monday morning.

Come on. Partner.

Goodbye.

Those ships were not supposed to be
offloaded until you gave the signal.

What can I tell you, J.R.?

Tell me how a bunch of cigar-chompers
got a half-million barrels of my crude...

another half-million
that I was responsible for...

and didn't pay me
one single penny for it.

Now. What happened with that deal?

What happened to that $100,000?
How did it turn to guns?

Okay. I've had some time
to think about that.

Yes. You have.

Obviously somebody switched
cases on me.

- Who?
- I don't know who.

But the only time it could've happened
was when I had that accident.

What accident?
What the hell are you talking about?

I was pulling out of my hotel.
This pickup truck hit me.

Not hard. But enough
to leave some dents.

I wanted to let the whole thing drop...

but this cowboy who was driving
insisted we exchange license numbers.

- And of course you did.
- I had to.

Police showed up and I was
already late for my plane.

Cowboy. That's a likely story.

Yeah. A gray-haired cowboy
in a white pickup truck.

I should have my head
examined for ever...

getting involved with you.
You know that?

J.R.. it wasn't my fault.
Somebody knew about the deal.

Well. It must have been you.
Because I sure didn't tell anybody.

- What are you gonna do?
- I don't know.

- But you're sure not helping me.
- J.R.. you can't leave me here.

They want $25,000 bail.

- You don't expect me to pay that?
- J.R. please.

I wouldn't give you the dust off my car.

- J.R.. we were in this thing together.
- But we're not anymore.

I'm not giving you a dime.
You've cost me a fortune already.

J.R.. I lost too. I lost everything.
I lost my wife.

That's a good idea. See if you can
get your wife to raise your bail.

J.R.. I won't forget this. I swear!

I'll get back at you
if it's the last thing I ever do.

I'll get back at you. I swear!

Well. There he is.
Uncle J.R. to the rescue.

Oh. That'll be the day.

A gray-haired cowboy
in a white pickup truck.

Hey. Ray Krebbs here?

No. He just lent me his truck.

- How about Bobby?
- He's in his room. I guess.

There's something so likable
about him. You know?

Bobby!

Oh. J.R.
It's nice of you to drop by.

You hit me below the belt. I find it hard
to believe you'd do such a stupid thing.

Well. I can't imagine what it is
that you think I've done to you.

I think you and Ray Krebbs
pulled a switch on Walt Driscoll...

and it cost Ewing Oil
a half a million barrels of crude.

Oh, no, J.R.

Not Ewing Oil, just your half of it.
My half didn't lose a drop.

- You're gonna pay for this. Bob.
- I almost did.

The whole family almost did.

Now. I wasn't able to stop your ships
in time. And I'm sorry about that.

But I think I might have stopped you from
ever trying to pull a stunt like that again.

How dare you jeopardize
everything that Daddy...

I didn't jeopardize a damn thing. You did.

It would have gone through
if you hadn't jumped in.

- What if the government found out?
- I did it before. Went without a hitch.

Well. Maybe with a little luck.
No one will hear about that.

As far as I'm concerned. J.R..
It stops right here.

I've watched you do a lot of things
with your half. But not this.

I won't stand for it.

The government's not
gonna care which Ewing shipped that oil.

They'll shut us down.
Lock. Stock and barrel.

Now get out of my room!

- Can I get you some breakfast?
- No.

Well. Morning. J.R. How you doing?

I guess this belongs to you.

I won't forget what you two did to me.

Well. I don't expect you will.

Oh. Be sure to look in the bottom
of this thing.

There's $75,000 in it.

It was 100.000.

Oh. We had to bail your friend out of jail.

We figured you'd take care of it yourself.
But we all knew how busy you've been.

You know. It dawned on me this morning
how different my life's become.

It's like I turned a corner and
suddenly my entire world was different.

I'm really sick of room service.

I'm sick of this room
and I'm sick of this hotel.

Are you sure it's not just the fight
you had with Bobby?

No.

I understand how he felt.

Well. How about how you feel?

Pam. You ought to have the right
to see anybody you want to.

Besides. Mark is just a good friend.

You're lucky to have him there.

You know. You're right. You and he
have been the only real support I've had.

Exactly.

And Bobby ought to appreciate that too.

Honestly. Pam...

you know that I more than anyone
wanna see you two back together again.

But at the moment. You're not together.

He can't expect you to live
like a hermit. Can he?

I'll get it.

- Hi.
- Hi. Beauty.

Oh. Good. You're both here.

Let's get Christopher. I wanna take you
all out to a nice Sunday brunch.

Sounds like a great idea.
But Bobby has Christopher.

That's too bad.
All right. The three of us will go.

I have got to do something to thank you
for introducing me to Mark Graison.

Funny. We were just talking about him.

He's a terrific guy. I tell you.
I've got another meeting with him.

We're gonna get together
and see about some more deals.

Well. That's wonderful.

Yeah. I got a feeling we're gonna
be doing a lot of business together.

- If you're on a roll, you go for it.
- That's what I always say.

I'm gonna make Barnes Oil
into the flagship of the industry.

Barnes Oil? You mean
Barnes-Wentworth, don't you?

Yeah. I mean Barnes-Wentworth.

I'll make it
one of the biggest independent...

oil companies in the state of Texas.

Oh. My goodness. I'm not gonna buy you
a new car if you do that.

That's better. Okay.

- Who's coming?
- Hello. Christopher.

- Grandma's here.
- How are you?

- Hi. Grandma.
- Oh. Such a big boy.

- Yeah.
- Such a big boy.

Yeah. There's Teresa. Come on. Teresa.
You wanna take him inside for a while?

- Sure. Christopher.
- Here you go. Here's his car.

- Okay.
- Bye-bye. Son.

Bye. Bye-bye -

Bye.

I do miss him.

So do l. Mama.

Pamela said you bumped into her
at lunch yesterday.

Yes, I did.

Why didn't you mention that to me?

Was it because she was having lunch
with Mark Graison?

Bobby. Your life with Pam
is not my business.

I don't wanna get in the middle of it.

Mama. You're not in the middle
of anything.

It was very strange for me, Bobby.

I thought about it all night.

I can't tell you how it upset me.

It upset you? Why?

Oh. Bobby. J.R. and Gary's marriages
have always been so troubled.

But yours I thought would last.

And seeing Pam there with Mark
that way suddenly made me realize...

that your separation may be
more than temporary.

Mama. It was only a lunch.

I know that.

But that's the thought
that occurred to me...

and it was something that
I'd never considered before.

Well...

it's not the penthouse at the Fairview
or anything. Is it?

It's okay.

Lucy.

I'll take you home if you wanna
change your mind.

I mean it.

I know you do.

That's exactly why
I can be here with you.

Yeah.

But you're still afraid. Aren't you?

Lucy. I don't understand.

What is it about this that bothers you?

After all. You were married.

Did something happen
with your husband?

It did. Didn't it?

Hey.

You can tell me.

Did your husband do something to you?

No.

Then what?

It's kind of hard to talk about.

I've got as much time as you need.

You are really one of the nicest...

most gentle people I've ever met.

You can trust me.

I was working with this photographer.

He was young. Good-looking.

He was a real nice guy.

And he got this crush on me.

But then this crush
turned into an obsession and...

I don't know...

he flipped out.

One day he just flipped out...

and he kidnapped me...

and he raped me.

Oh. Lucy.

And lucky Lucy here got pregnant.

And the baby?

I had an abortion.

I couldn't have that man's baby.

So that's why I was so much fun
when you first met me.

Well. I just thought
you were just some...

spoiled kid.

No wonder you're afraid.

I haven't told this to anyone
except for Pam.

Lucy...

I wish I knew what to say.

I'm really sorry.

Look. Why don't I take you home?

I had to tell you. Mickey.

I wanted you to know.

I'm glad you did.

I've really started to care about you.

I've cared about you for quite a while.

I don't wanna go home.

Just kiss me.

Please.

Garcia.

Señor Garcia. Would you just listen?

Well. Sir. It wasn't my fault.
And it certainly wasn't your fault...

but we're both losing from this.

And I think we can turn it around
so we both end up on top.

Well. Talk to me. I'm listening.
Señor Ewing.

I thought it might be a good idea if you
and I huddle with your friend from Cuba.

When he gives me that cashier's check.
I could pay you your money...

and I guarantee you it's gonna be
a lot more than that $100,000“.

That we were talking about.

I know how much trouble
this has caused you.

Well. You're absolutely right.
It's caused me a lot of trouble.

Well. I know that. I really do. I appreciate
it. And I'm gonna make up for it.

Say. Listen. Why don't you put me
in touch with your friend in Cuba...

- and then I could deal with him direct?
- No. No. Señor Ewing.

I'm afraid that's not possible.

- Well, Fm sure you understand.
- Oh, sure. Sure I do.

Why don't you set it up and I'll
meet you two anywhere you want?

All right.

I'll think it over.

Yes. Maybe we can do something.

Well. We'd be idiots not to. Wouldn't we?

Right.

Look. Call me back tonight.

I'll see what I can do.

Oh. I appreciate it.
Muchas gracias, señor.

Yeah?

Katherine Wentworth is here
to see you, J.R.

All right. Show her in.

Right this way.

- Well. Hello. Katherine.
- Hello.

- You sure you got the right Ewing?
- Yes.

It's been along time
since you and I have talked.

Indeed it has. Yes.

Do we have something to talk about.
Or is this just a social visit?

I think we have something to talk about.

Oh. Don't tell me.
Not Cliff Barnes, I couldn't handle that.

J.R.. you and I have similar goals.

Like what?

Well. It occurred to me that both of us
have brothers that we'd like to be free of.

Maybe we should talk
a little lunchtime strategy.

Well. This day's working out a lot
better than it started. That's for sure.

Why don't you amuse yourself
for a couple of hours...

and come back around noon.
We'll have a nice lunch?

- All right. I'll see you then.
- All right.

- Good morning.
- Good morning. Louise.

Mrs. Ewing's dressing.
She's been waiting for you.

Yeah. I'll bet she has. Here you go.
Goodbye. Partner.

- Thanks for the weekend.
- Hello. Baby.

Got him?

Bye-bye.

Pam?

Honey. It's me. I'm sorry.

- Bobby. You're an hour late.
- I know. I know.

The phone doesn't stop ringing
and I had to get...

Christopher's things together
by myself.

Something I'm not used to doing. The
morning got away from me. I'm sorry.

I wish you'd called.

- I have plans for today.
- I'm sorry.

- I'll get it.
- Oh. Thank you.

- Good morning.
- Mr. Graison. Mrs. Ewing will be right out.

How are you, Bobby?

- What are you doing here?
- Sorry?

What are you hanging around
my wife for?

Well. I'm not hanging around, Bobby.

Your wife is a lady
with a mountain of problems.

I'm just trying to help her.

The only thing you're trying to do.
Graison. Is help yourself.

And she doesn't need that kind of help.

Well. I think I'll let Pam decide
what her needs are.

If you were concerned about her.
You'd do something to get her back.

What's going on between us is our
business. Get the hell out of here.

Sure. As soon as Pam and not you
says that's what she wants.

Well. I'm telling you
to get out right now!

What's going on? Stop it!

Stop that! Stop this!
This is my home, not yours, Bobby.

Mark. I'm sorry.

Yeah. It's all right. Pam.

I don't blame Bobby.

If you were my wife.
I'd fight for you too.

But then. I'd never have let you
get away in the first place.

It's nice to have lunch with at least
one of your mother's children...

without the fear
of getting indigestion.

Cliff is a Barnes, not a Wentworth.

I want him out of my father's company.

Yes. I can sympathize with that.
Being in a similar situation...

but how do you think
we can help each other?

Well. Don't forget. I'm staying
in the suite adjoining Pam's.

And I know what's happening
between her and Bobby...

and occasionally
I might even get a glimpse...

into what Bobby's doing
with his side of the company.

Now. You could find information
like that interesting. Couldn't you?

Yes. Could be. Could be.

And it's easy enough for me
to find out what Cliff is up to.

Since we're all part of Wentworth now.

You are a devious little lady.
You know that?

And I like it.

But I also have a feeling that it's not
only Cliff Barnes you wanna hurt.

I mean. After all.
Pam is not a Wentworth...

and she got more of your daddy's
money than he did.

Doesn't that bother you just a little bit?

Maybe a little. But things are bad enough
for Pam right now.

You mean with Bobby?

Yes. She doesn't know
whether to go back to him or not.

And you think by helping me beat Bobby. It'll
make things better for Pam. Is that it?

I think it'll help her make up
her mind one way or the other.

And of course you have nothing
but her best interests at heart.

Of course.

Of course.

Matthew. How accurate
are these estimates of yours?

On your side, they're very accurate.

We know how much you have
in storage. How much you're pumping...

how much you're selling. Cash
reserves. Loan fees. Interest. Everything.

And J.R.'s side?

Finding where he is in this contest
is much more problematical.

We do know where he started
and we have a good sense...

of the kind of deal he can cut into.
So I'd say our guesstimate is pretty close.

What is it?

According to our figures.
J.R. should be 10 to 12 million...

ahead of you at this point in time.

Ten to 12?

Yes. The imponderable
is the McLeish deal in Canada.

If that field comes in.
It'll give you a tremendous advantage...

depending on what your brother does.
Unfortunately. Bobby. Time is running out.

Matthew...

you say J.R.
is 10 to 12 million ahead?

As far as we can figure.

That includes his 500.000 barrels
that he still has in storage. Doesn't it?

Oh. Yes. And I'd say. At the current
market value. We're talking 17 million.

Well. I wouldn't put us out
to pasture just yet.

- Hey!
- Hey. Look who's here!

- Hey. Cliff. You're looking fine.
- How are you?

He's better than fine. Cliff is going
to buy Mark Graison's company.

- Graisco Industries?
- No. No. Not the whole thing.

That'd be like
buying General Motors. Afton.

No. I'm buying a little subsidiary company
that makes drilling-related equipment.

Well. That is good news. Cliff.

Yep. I'm excited about it.

I think it'll complement
Barnes-Wentworth very nicely.

I'm happy to see you getting back
on your feet again.

Once you settle.
We've got a couple things cooking...

you might wanna look at too.

That sounds good. Now. I need a drink.
Afton needs a drink.

Y'all want a drink? I'm buying.

- Cliff is buying. Can you believe it?
- That's no big deal. Come on.

- Hi. Bobby.
- Hello. Honey.

- You going out tonight?
- Yeah. I'm gonna go meet Mickey.

- You two are seeing a lot of one another.
- Yeah.

Oh. You got a message.
A Mr. McLeish called you from Canada.

He'll be in Dallas tomorrow
and wants to meet you.

- That's the whole message?
- Yeah. Bye.

Goodbye.

Hello. Mr. Garcia.

It's J.R. Ewing here.

I was wondering if you'd
considered my proposition.

Yes, I have, my friend.

And I think we can reach
a very nice agreement.

Oh. Good. Good.

Walt Driscoll said you're
a very intelligent man.

Good.

Well. I can put you in touch
with my friend in Cuba.

But as you say...

my fee should be more than
the $100,000 that I agreed to before.

Oh, absolutely.
We're gonna double that.

Maybe a little more than that.

Well. What kind of figure
did you have in mind?

Well, Cuba owes you $40 million...

I think 25 percent
of that would be fair.

Garcia. Are you out of your mind?
I'm not gonna pay you $10 million.

Serial, you better think it aver.

It's the only way you can get back
any of your money.

Well. Let me know what you decide.

Evening. J.R.

When it rains. It pours.

According to schedule...

that oil was supposed
to have been delivered by now.

But the money hadn't showed up
in the Harwood account yet.

Well. My dear...

the oil was delivered.

But the money was not.

What are you telling me?

I'm saying that we both lost
a half a million barrels of crude.

And you can blame
my brother Bobby for that.

Oh, no, J.R.

You're not gonna do this to me.

This is your fault.
And your fault alone.

Talk to Bobby.
He'll tell you what happened.

This has nothing to do with Bobby. J.R.
It has to do with you.

I didn't ask to sell oil to Puerto Rico.

I didn't even wanna make the deal.

The deal was solid. Bobby screwed it up.

I want my $17 million. J.R.

And I want it right now.

Well. In that case. You'd better get
on a phone and book a flight to Cuba.

Cuba? Why Cuba?

Because that's where your oil
and your money is right now.

You'll pay for this.

I'll make you pay dearly.

Now. Holly...

I'm afraid you're just
gonna have to stand in line.