Dallas (1978–1991): Season 7, Episode 11 - To Catch a Sly - full transcript

Yes, come in.

- Oh, hi, honey.
- Would you like some breakfast?

No, I'll just have
coffee, Louise.

- I think I'll have it up here.
- Okay, fine.

Hi.

Oh...

Oh, Christopher.

Sometimes I wish I
could be your age again.

Life is so
uncomplicated for you.

Or is it? Hm?

Do you have any idea
what your mommy is feeling?



Mark is a wonderful man
and I like him very much.

But he's not your daddy.

Why couldn't your daddy
and I have stayed together?

You ought to be growing
up with both of us here.

I keep hoping
things will change...

that somehow we'll
get to be a family again.

Every time one of us
takes another step...

it seems to be in the
opposite direction.

Who are you?

- Morning, I'm, uh...
- And what on earth are you doing?

Mr. Stanger is an electronics
expert, an expert in wire-tapping.

J.R., really.

Don't tell me you're having
my telephone tapped now.

I mean, uh, isn't that a
bit much, even for you?



Sue Ellen.

If you think I'm going
to all this trouble to

spy on you, you've
got a vivid imagination.

- What's that man doing with the telephone?
- He's checking for bugs.

We have a serious security
problem in the company.

Somehow, somebody is getting
word of every move we make.

And you honestly think that somebody
is trying to tap the phones at Southfork?

I don't know how they're
getting their information.

But I'm gonna find that leak,
wherever it is, and I'm gonna plug it.

Is Bobby in on this?

Oh, no, he doesn't
have time for business.

He's too preoccupied
with his personal problems.

Mourning over his ex-wife 01...

Well, I don't know what he's doing.
Anyhow, I'm going to the office.

- On a Sunday?
- I'm gonna meet somebody.

Finished here, Mr. Ewing.

All right, I'll meet
you at the office.

Where's John Ross?

- He's in the kitchen, why?
- I'm gonna take him with me.

Oh, and Sue Ellen...

uh, you don't have to worry about
me bugging your phone, honey.

I'd never tarnish the
sanctity of your private affairs.

One, two...

- Hello.
- Good morning.

Uh, am I interrupting something?

Oh, I'm just working out, why?

I was wondering, are
we still on for today?

Well, of course we are.

I thought maybe
you'd be here by now.

Oh, no, is it that late
already? I'm sorry.

Look, I still have to
go pick up Christopher.

Uh, maybe Charlie and I
ought to meet you at Southfork?

Well, if you don't mind
driving over by yourself.

No, but it you get there first would
you mind waiting for me at the front gate?

I would rather that we
all drive up together.

Sure, I'll see
you in a little bit.

- Okay.
- Bye.

Bye-bye.

Hey.

Haven't heard from you in a
while, I missed your pretty voice.

There was nothing to call about.

J.R. hasn't been involved in anything
since he lost Kesey's company to you.

I find that hard to believe.

He hasn't. It's not like
deals come to him every day.

Are you sure?

Are you sure you're not
forgetting to tell me something...

- because you're scared?
- No, I'm not forgetting anything.

But as a matter of
fact, I am scared.

J.R. is furious about
losing those deals.

Well, I hope he gets ulcers.

Mr. Barnes, I can't
keep helping you like this.

Oh, yes, you can. And you will.

Don't play any games with me.

Mr. Barnes, please.

I've been talking to some
people about your brother.

And it's looking pretty
good that he'll get his parole.

That would be a
shame to mess that up.

If J.R. does anything,
I'll contact you.

See, that's what I
call a sensible plan.

Just remember, if you don't...

it's gonna be a long, long time
before your brother gets out of jail.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Christopher will be ready in a minute.
- Good.

What's wrong?

Pamela, we both changed so much.

I feel like I'm in
the back of a train...

looking out, seeing everything I
had in my whole life disappear.

I feel the same way.

What happened?

A lot of things.

I was sitting, holding Christopher, talking
to him this morning before you got here.

I was telling him how far apart
his mommy and daddy have grown.

And how sad it is.

Thank goodness he
doesn't understand me.

Is it sad for you?

Yes, of course it is. I'm
surprised you could even ask that.

There was a time...

after the separation, before the divorce,
when you said you were in love with me.

Bobby, a pan of me
will always love you.

I don't think that's really
what I wanted to hear.

Things change.

What about you and
Mark? Has that changed?

What are you asking me?

You told me you were gonna
keep the brakes on that relationship.

We were married then.

And now?

We aren't married anymore.

Yeah.

John Ross, now, don't pound on Sly's
computer too hard. You might break it.

I won't break it, Daddy.

- Now, how's everything?
- Oh, that's it.

This office is clean.

You sure you haven't
missed anything?

J.R., I combed every
office you showed me.

I can't answer for what might have
been going on around here yesterday.

But I guarantee no one's
tapping your conversations today.

Good, good. Say, Harry, punch the
hold button, this gentleman's leaving.

- Pleasure.
- Appreciate it, thank you.

John Ross, now, no fooling.

That's a very expensive toy,
just take it easy on it, would you?

Come on in here, Harry.

You know that man who just left?

- No, I don't believe I do.
- He's a wire-tap expert.

I took your advice. Had both Southfork
and these offices checked for bugs.

Good.

- Did he find anything?
- No.

Not a bug around.

Now, what I want you
to do is put some bugs in.

- I beg your pardon?
- I want all these offices bugged.

Mine, the secretaries', every
executive office on this floor.

I want some bugs
that I can control.

Oh. I understand.

While you're at it, put
one on Bobby's too.

- It always pays to know what he's doing.
- Yes, sir.

If I can reach my boys...

I can have most of them in
place by tomorrow morning.

Is it that simple, really?

These days, there's any number of
ways you can tap a telephone line.

Yeah. Well, when you've
finished with my office...

get somebody on Cliff Barnes'.

Both his private phone and
the ones at Barnes/Wentworth.

You'll have it.

- Can I make a call from here?
- Yeah, sure.

I want tapes of every conversation
around me and Mr. Barnes.

I'm gonna find that spy,
it it's the last thing I do.

- Why are we stopping?
- Bobby is probably still on his way.

He said to meet him at the
gate and we'd drive up together.

Look, Mom.

- Are they Bobby's?
- I think they belong to the family.

- Pretty, aren't they?
- Yeah.

I used to have horses like this.

- Or rather, my daddy did.
- You never told me that.

There's a lot of things your
mommy never told you, honey.

I used to live in a ranch not more
than three miles down the road.

And when Bobby
and I were kids...

he used to ride his own
horse over to see me.

- Right down there?
- Mm-hm.

A couple of years later
it was a motorcycle.

And then after that
it was a convertible.

He came to see you a lot.

Whenever he could sneak away from his
chores. He never liked to work much then.

He must have really
been in love with you...

to keep coming around like that.

We were in love with each other.

Boy, I wish I
could have a horse.

Oh, I wish I could afford
to give you one, honey.

- Even if I could, where would you keep it?
- Here.

At Southfork?

Sure. All you'd have
to is many Bobby.

You, young lady, are talking about
things you got no business talking about.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Well, hi.

I'm sorry I'm a little late.

- Mwah. How are you?
- I'm okay.

You're not okay.

Is something wrong?

Nothing serious. Anyway,
it doesn't concern us.

Are you sure?

Maybe you're having second
thoughts inviting me to Southfork?

I am not having second thoughts.

I'm a little down about
something. I'll get over it.

Charlie, hop in the back,
we'll go up to the pool.

Your mother can follow behind.

Get in, sit down, stay
all the way down, clown.

- Look there.
- Not too bad, huh?

You are no longer the sole
exhibitor on this trophy shelf.

- Oh, fingerprints.
- That's fine with me.

It's about time you started earning
some of the honors around here.

- Tired of carrying that burden alone.
- Humble, aren't we?

I really am proud of you.
You did a hell of a job...

- riding that mechanical bull last night.
- Yeah, I did, didn't I?

- Want some coffee?
- No.

But everything I learned,
I have to tell you...

I learned from watching my
wonderful, talented husband.

Well, you learned real well.

I tell you, I think Pam learned
something last night too.

Did you see the look on her face
when Jenna kissed Bobby like that?

Mm-hm. That's what I mean.

That kiss sure sent her
and Mark away in a hurry.

Yeah.

Well, there are those
who would say...

that it took a lot of guts for
Jenna to kiss Bobby like that...

in front of all those people.

Well, guts is one thing
Jenna Wade never lacked.

My question is, how much
of that kiss was for Bobby...

and how much of it
was directed at Pam?

Anyway, it sure was
fun watching you girls...

ride those mechanical
bulls last night.

I tell you, I sort of hope
it starts a new trend.

- A "end?
- You know...

girls mechanical-bull-riding
contest every Saturday night.

If it did start a new "end,
I might just become...

a regular customer
over at that place.

Oh, you will, will you?

- It's just a thought.
- I have something to say to you.

You make one move
towards something like that...

I'm gonna fill your fanny
so full of buckshot...

you won't be able to
sit on a bull for a year.

Okay, boss.

I wouldn't wanna make the
new champion angry now.

Better not.

- Let me get that for you.
- You've got your hands full.

You're right.
Would you hurry up?

Okay.

Good girl.

Ohh. What a day, huh?

- Did you enjoy yourself?
- I did.

Can I take Christopher
up to my room?

Uh, yeah, for a minute,
that'd be all right. Here you go.

- Oh, you're gonna carry him, huh?
- Be careful.

- All right, hang on, buddy.
- Hold on tight.

Well, what about you?
Did you enjoy yourself?

What do you think?

I think I'd better take
Christopher home.

Without talking to me about why
you were so depressed this morning?

Hey, listen, Bobby,
I've been pretty good.

I haven't brought up
the subject all day.

I have a feeling it has something to do
with Pam and what happened last night.

And that concerns me.

You're right.

And it does have to do with Pam.

We had a very awkward conversation
when I picked up Christopher this morning.

After she saw you and
me at the rodeo, she...

She and Mark went home together
and I think he spent the night there.

- She told you that?
- No, she didn't have to.

I picked it up from
what she didn't say.

And it hurt more than
you thought it would.

Look, I, uh, better go.

Hey, Bobby.

Why don't you drop
Christopher 0” and step back?

Charlie would be asleep and we
could spend some time alone together.

Not tonight.

Why?

I'm just not thinking
very clearly tonight.

Maybe I could help?

Jenna...

I had a really wonderful day.

I hate to see it end.

Now, look.

If I come back here, we both
know what's gonna happen.

And it's just not right.

Not while I'm this confused,
and not to get even with Pam.

It's odd, isn't it?

You have a son,
I have a daughter.

We spend Sunday afternoon
together like one big happy family.

And we end it with a
mere kiss on the cheek.

For a former all-American
boy and one madcap heiress...

we sure haven't done
much to set tongues wagging.

Well, maybe not.

But maybe if we hadn't tried to set the
world on fire when we were younger...

it we had taken it a little slower,
we might not have split up.

- Good morning, ladies.
- Good morning, J.R.

- Hany McSween's waiting at your office.
- Good, good.

- Hello, Harry.
- Morning, J.R.

- All right, talk to me.
- Well, sir, I got the bugs put in place...

and the tape's setup
in these offices here.

I'm going over and putting one
on Barnes' line when I leave here.

- What about his office?
- There's a little problem there.

That building's pretty well guarded,
so I couldn't tap into the main lines.

Might take a while
to manage that.

Well, what do you
have to do exactly?

Well, nothing too
complicated, actually.

Just have to drop this little
transmitter here down into the receiver.

First, I gotta figure out
a way to get in his office.

What else?

It just might be helpful to go
over a list of every person...

who's entered the Ewing offices
the past two or three months.

Who knows? A name
just might strike a bell.

Sly, send Kendal in
here, would you, please?

Yes, sir.

- Is that it?
- Yep, for now.

All right, you set up Barnes'
apartment and then come back here.

- I'll be waiting for you.
- I won't belong.

Sly, show Mr. McSween
out, would you, please?

Yes, sir.

Sly, how's your daddy?

- I haven't seen him in quite a while.
- He's just fine.

Is, uh, everything all right with J.R.? I
mean, there are no police problems...

- or anything?
- No.

He just asked me to come over
here to take care of something for him.

Well, you say hi to your
folks for me, will you, Sly?

- Tell them we'll get together real soon.
- I'll do that, Uncle Harry.

- What did J.R. want?
- He wanted a list of everybody...

who's been in and out of the
office in the past two months.

Did he say what for?

No, but he sounded kind of
concerned about it, though.

I wonder why he
asked you and not me.

We", probably because I'm the receptionist
and I keep a record of those things.

- Sly?
- What?

- Is anything wrong?
- No, why should there be?

You seem a little, uh...

Well, never mind.

I think it's just terrific that you're
getting so involved with your work.

- It's good therapy.
- Therapy, for you?

It keeps me busy.

If I had a man like Mark Graison,
I'd keep myself busy with him.

- It's not the same thing.
- What's the matter?

There's nothing wrong
between you two is there?

No. In fact, we seem to be getting
more and more involved every day.

- It's just...
- Well, what? Say it.

He's not Bobby.

And every time I see
Bobby, I know that

he's still a very
important part of my life.

Now, look, Pam, you're not thinking
about going back to him, are you?

I mean, after what you
went through last year?

Besides, he's got his
eyes on that waitress.

I know. That's one woman I never
thought would be back in my life.

Well, she's not exactly in your
life, but she sure is in Bobby's.

You know, I'm curious.

What do you know about
that daughter of hers, anyway?

Not much.

What, you don't know
or you're not saying?

I don't want to know.

Bobby is free to see
whomever he wants to.

I'm not interested
in her, or her family.

- Sorry I brought it up.
- Katherine...

- could we just drop the subject now?
- Sure.

One of the reasons
I'm staying so busy...

is so I don't have to
think about things like that.

Come on.

Mr. Barnes, Mr. Ewing's
out here. He'd like to see you.

- J.R. Ewing?
- Yes, shall I show him in?

Why not?

J.R., you're about the last person
I expected to see in this office.

Good evening, Cliff.

Uh, I don't suppose you came
to apologize for that ruckus...

- you caused at the ball the other night?
- No.

I didn't come to get an
apology from you either.

That's good, because I'm
not about to give you one.

I did come here to
congratulate you, however.

That'll be the day.

For hooking up
with Mark Graison.

- He's got a very powerful company.
- You noticed that, huh?

And for beating me out
of two excellent deals.

You finally figured out I'm the
one that beat you out of them.

I don't know how you did it,
but I gotta take my hat off to you.

That's something
I'll let you do.

Congratulations from you
have been a long time coming.

You're beginning to be
a very serious adversary.

Finally noticed that, huh?

You know. I've been
thinking about our feud.

What it's cost us, and what
it could cost us in the future.

I bet you paid more for
those companies you bought...

than you would have if
we had not been at odds.

Probably.

So I came here not
only to congratulate you.

I brought a peace proposal.

Oh.

You gotta be joking.

No, no, I've been thinking
about it for some time.

I'd like to lay it out for you.

No harm in listening.

I was sure you'd feel that way.

The hell is that?

Oh, it's one of these
telephone pagers.

Every time my office wants
me, they set this damn thing 0”.

- Can I borrow a phone?
- Oh, sure, yeah, go ahead.

It's going to be a private call. Maybe
I should go to one of your offices?

Oh, no, you want to
be alone, that's okay.

I've got some calls I want my
secretary to put through anyway.

Thank you, thank you,
I really appreciate it.

Never been known to be
a man who eavesdrops.

You just don't know
what you're missing, boy.

Take him on in
here for me, will you?

- Good morning.
- Hey, Bob.

- What are you doing out here so early?
- I thought I'd go for a ride.

Well, I wish you would have let me know,
I'd like to have gone riding with you.

I'm sorry, maybe next time.

- How are you doing?
- Not too bad.

Called Emporia, talked
to Aunt I” the other night.

She seems to be
getting along pretty good.

That's good.

Donna's proud as a peacock after winning
that bull-riding contest the other night.

That was a night to remember.

How you doing?

I'm all right.

Well, you seem a lot happier
since that divorce business...

is kind of behind you.

Funny how things
work out sometimes.

You're walking with your head in your
hands, and suddenly there's Jenna Wade.

Pops right up
in your life again.

It's good seeing her again.

The Oil Barons Ball,
Billy Bob's last week.

Make a pretty
fine-looking couple, Bob.

That's what
everybody used to say.

How do you feel about her now?

I'm not sure.

Thirteen years ago, she was the
best thing that ever happened to me.

Then she left.

And it took a long time
to get her out of my mind.

But I still like her.

But she's not Pam.

No, she's not.

I am gonna take her out for
dinner and dancing, though.

How'd you and Donna
like to come along?

- You buying?
- Yes, I'll buy.

We'll make it a victory celebration
for the bull-riding contest.

Well, then, I'm sure Donna
would like to go along.

All right, I'll see
you then. Bye-bye.

John Ross, hurry up, honey.

- I'm coming.
- Okay.

Hi, Sue Ellen.

Where you going?

I have to take John
Ross to camp...

and then I have an
appointment at the hairdresser's.

Do you want me to
take John Ross for you?

That would be wonderful.

I have to be at
Mr. David's in a half-hour.

Actually, I have another
reason for wanting to take him.

Do you have a second?

John Ross, where's
your little bag?

Upstairs.

- Hurry up and go get it, okay?
- Okay.

Lucy's going to take
you instead of mommy.

- Okay.
- Hurry up.

Now I do. Ha-ha-ha.

I was thinking...

you and Bobby were right...

when you said that I should
start getting out a little more.

Regardless of what's
happened, my life's gotta go on.

I'm glad you've come
to terms with that.

I got an invitation to my
girlfriend Cathy's wedding.

- You remember Cathy, don't you?
- Um, vaguely.

Well, anyway, I wasn't
gonna go, but I think I should.

Well, of course you should go.

But I didn't want to go alone.

Invite someone.

I was thinking
about inviting Peter.

- Peter Richards?
- Yeah.

I know we didn't talk
very much at the ball...

but I found him
to be really nice.

I thought maybe
he'd like to go with me.

You think it would
be all right to ask him?

Um...

I guess so. Sure.

You don't think it would
cause any problems, do you?

No, no, of course not.

Maybe I will.

I'd better change
so we can get going.

See you later.

- Yeah?
- Mr. McSween is here, J.R.

Oh, all right, send him in.

I brought you yesterday's tapes
from the tap on Cliff's phone.

- Oh? Did you screen them?
- No, not yet.

Harry, would you please do that?

I don't want to hear any more of
that man's drivel than I have to.

I've had the sound of his voice
in my ears for a solid week.

And he hasn't uttered
an intelligent word yet.

- That had, huh?
- That ignoramus.

Can't make a deal on his own.

Only time he has any success...

- is when he steals something from me.
- I remember...

that you never did have
much respect for his talents.

Yeah, I had a hell a lot more
before I started listening to these.

Anyway, these aren't getting
us any closer to nailing that spy.

You know I think we
ought to put a tail on him.

- Think it'd do any good?
- At least we'd know where he goes...

and who he meets.

All right, do what you have to.

But do it fast, I
want some results.

Having a spy in our midst
not only turns my stomach...

I can't get any business
done around here.

- Hi, Peter.
- Hi, pal.

I got archery today.

Yeah, you'd better
get over there too.

- Okay.
- Look, I'll meet you, all right?

- Okay.
- Bye.

Hello, Peter.

How come, uh, Sue Ellen didn't
drive John Ross to camp this morning?

- She had an appointment with Mr. David.
- Who?

Mr. David. That's
her hairdresser.

But I didn't mind coming today
because I wanted to ask you something.

I was talking with Sue Ellen
and I mentioned to her...

that I had a girlfriend's
wedding to go to.

- And that I didn't have a date yet.
- What?

This wedding, and...

- She thought you might like to go.
- Lucy, listen.

- She thought I should ask you myself.
- I'm sorry.

Will you excuse me?

Well, sure. But, uh, well,
can you let me know soon?

Yeah, um, look,
I really gotta go.

- We'll talk about this later, okay?
- Oh, okay, sure.

The thing is, he didn't
ask me for anything.

- That doesn't mean he won't.
- But it's been a week ago.

He hasn't called,
he hasn't stopped by.

Cliff, you know J.R.
Ewing as well as I do.

Do you really think he stopped by
Barnes/Wentworth just to bury the hatchet?

- No.
- I'm having trouble with that idea myself.

Okay, so we'll just have to wait
and see then. I'll see you guys.

- I thought we were having lunch.
- I can't, I've got an appointment.

- It's down the street, we can have a bite.
- I better not.

I'm late already, so
you guys go ahead.

- I'll meet you back at the office.
- All right.

Sue Ellen.

Peter, what are you doing here?

Have you stopped
coming to day camp again?

No, I had a hair appointment.

I thought we were
gonna befriends.

Of course. How did you
know that I was gonna be here?

Lucy told me. Sue Ellen...

why did you say I
would go out with her?

Well, I thought it
would be good idea.

You know how I feel about you.

Peter, I really thought that
we could be friends, but, um...

it just isn't possible.

I can't accept that.

- Well, you're just going to have to.
- No.

Tell me why. I want
you to tell me why.

Peter, please, just
don't push, all right?

Something happened that made me realize
that I have to break this relationship 0”.

What happened?

When Lucy asked me if she
could invite you out on a date...

well, it bothered me.

Oh, come on. I took
her to the Oil Barons Ball.

That didn't bother you. And
you were the one that fixed it up.

But you weren't exactly
her date, you were an escort.

You knew I was only
there because of you.

But it's different.

- I started to feel jealous.
- Good.

It's not good. I was
astonished. I didn't know that I...

I didn't know that I felt
that way toward you.

Well, I'm glad.

It just means you
have feelings for me.

But I can't afford to
have those feelings.

I have them for you.

No. No, it's wrong.

Can't you see that it's wrong?

Sue Ellen.

Wait.

He was trying to scare me.

- He was famous for that sort of thing.
- Wait, I knew she was in the barn.

I was gonna sneak around
behind the barn, climb up the loft...

and swing down on a rope, make an
Errol Flynn entrance, and impress her.

Bobby Ewing, boy swashbuckler.

The rope was attached
to the grain chute door.

I grabbed onto it, swung the doors open,
a couple thousand pounds of hay fell out.

He wasn't too welcome at
my father's ranch for a while.

Your daddy took it way too serious,
I was only 12 years old at the time.

Did he keep him away from you?

He was really crazy
when we were kids.

I don't think he's changed
a whole lot since then.

- Do you?
- Nope.

- You hear that?
- Mm-hm.

- Come on.
- Well, if you insist.

Do.

Have fun.

Think he's changing?

I don't know. You think he is?

Well, I haven't seen him
laugh like that in a long time.

I mean, she must be
pretty good for him.

Well, maybe on the surface.
I'm not sure how deep it goes.

All I mean is he seems
more at ease with her...

than he was with Pam
over the whole past year.

Just look at them out there.

Whatever it looks like,
I guarantee you he's

a long way from being
over his marriage.

- You think so?
- I know so, honey.

John Ross, will you stop
playing and eat your eggs?

- I'm eating them.
- No, you're not.

You're smashing them up and
moving them all over the plate. Stop it.

Where's your mama, anyhow?

Oh, she's inside on the phone.

Still? Who on earth could she
be talking to this long, anyway?

How should I know?

Not all of us are interested
in other people's business.

All right, I don't
need your comments.

I just wanted some information.

Well, that must have been
a stimulating conversation.

It was. I was talking to
Larry Dalton, the caterer.

Making arrangements
for the barbeque.

Now, wait a minute, we can't
have a barbeque this year.

Why not?

Well, for one thing,
Mama's not here.

And another thing, I can't think
of anybody who'd wanna come.

Lucy's still half in mourning.

Bobby's ex-wife and
little boy don't live here.

And you and I can't
exchange a civil word.

I just can't think of any reason
why we should have such an affair.

Annual barbeque is the
Ewing family tradition.

Just because Miss Ellie isn't here is
no reason to have that tradition broken.

She's got a point.

Besides, I am tired of sitting
around here doing absolutely nothing.

I haven't done any charity work, I
haven't gone to a DOA meeting in ages.

I just want to get
involved in something.

Get my life busy. And
Lucy, you could help me.

Yeah, Lucy will be a big help.

You can start by taking
John Ross to camp for me.

That'll, uh, save me some
time running back and forth.

Can I help too, Mommy?

Of course you can, sweetheart.

Your mommy is
gonna be very busy.

I'd be happy to
help you, Sue Ellen...

but it just won't be the
same without Grandma here.

Yeah, I know. It would be
nice if Miss Ellie were here.

I really hope she is, but if she isn't,
we'll go ahead with the barbeque.

You'd better give it
some thought, honey.

You're talking yourself
into a lot of work.

Frankly, I'm, uh, looking
forward to burying myself in it.

Okay.

- It's all setup.
- Oh, great.

This is the time you asked about. I've also
given you a few months earlier and later.

- Thank you.
- Tum this dial and you'll skip the pages.

All right, I think I
know how to work it.

J-R-, Judy Baker is here.

Uh, show her in.

- Mr. Ewing?
- Yes. Thanks, Sly.

I'm Judy Baker, I work
for Harry McSween.

Yeah, Harry called me about you.

He hasn't seen what I've got yet,
but he told me to get them over to you.

Not any more tapes, please.

No. Pictures.

I think we found your spy.

Come in.

These are the
reports you asked for.

And a couple of books Research
thought you might be interested in.

Great.

They give a general idea about
the oil exploration in the Southwest.

That's perfect.

I don't know how you're
gonna understand them, though.

- Well, I'm just gonna have to learn.
- Good luck.

- Oh, I'm sorry.
- That's okay, I've got another foot.

Mm-hm. Ha-ha.

- What is all that?
- Journal reports, facts and figures.

You're gonna read that?

I'm not gonna be window
dressing for this company.

I'm gonna learn
as much as I can.

I'll tell you, I'd have a tough
time getting through this myself.

In the future if you need some
answers, you know where to come.

Nobody likes a wise guy.

Seriously, that's some
heavy-duty reading.

I know you wanna help the
company. I'm glad for that.

But the fact of the matter is...

that we already have things
exactly where we want them.

We have a direct line to everything
that's happening in the oil business.

What do you mean? What line?

All you need to
know is that it's terrific.

If your name
happens to be Barnes.

- And that's all you're gonna tell me?
- It's all I can tell you right now.

Enjoy.

Great.

Would you like to
go have a drink?

- Good night, ladies.
- Good night.

Sly, would you mind hanging
around for just a few more minutes?

- Something I'd like to discuss with you.
- Uh, yes, sir.

- Join me?
- No, thank you.

You're not gonna
let me drink alone.

- You're a white-wine lady, aren't you?
- Mm-hm.

You know, you've been
looking a little peaked lately, Sly.

Well, I've just been having some
personal problems. It's nothing serious.

If it's the problems I'm thinking
of, it's very serious indeed.

You nervous?

Well, maybe you
have your reasons.

Sit down, Sly.

You recognize anybody
in these pictures?

Hm?

Sure, you do.

This is you, and
this is Cliff Barnes.

A man you know feels as
kindly towards me as I do to him.

I'm sorry, J.R.

Sly, why did you
betray me to that man?

He forced me.

He found out my
brother is in jail...

and that he's up
for parole soon.

He promised that
if I helped him...

he'd talk to the right
people and get him off.

Cliff used to be with the
district attorney's office.

Yes, I know. One of the darker
periods of our city's history.

Why didn't you come to me, Sly?

I couldn't.

I was so scared.

Don't you see? He threatened me.

He said if I didn't help him...

he'd make sure my brother
served his full sentence.

And he had years
and years to go.

J.R., I love my brother.

I couldn't pass up a
chance to help him.

I'm so sorry. I
didn't wanna do it.

You have every right to fire
me. Even to call the police.

I'd never do that.

You didn't try to cover up after I showed
you these pictures. That pleases me.

I didn't mean to hurt
the company, J.R.

No, of course you didn't.

As a matter of fact, I'm
glad I found out it was you.

Not somebody else.
Because I can trust you, Sly.

You've given me something
I've always wanted.

A way of communicating
with Cliff Barnes.

What do you mean?

He doesn't have to know
I found out about you.

And you can be very useful
in passing on information.

Information I control.

You're gonna set him up?

Mm-mm.

He set himself up.

What I'm gonna do
is bring him down.

And bring him
down very, very hard.