Dallas (1978–1991): Season 7, Episode 14 - Peter's Principle - full transcript

You mean to tell me he
still hasn't called or anything?

No, I'm not his
girlfriend. Um...

He was my nephew's
counselor at summer camp.

And he was very
friendly with our family.

- Good morning, Sue Ellen.
- Good morning.

- How's John Ross enjoying school?
- Great, do that.

- Just fine.
- Okay.

- Okay, thank you very much, Jerry.
- Ah.

- Thank you, Teresa.
- You're welcome.

Good morning.

- Just coffee.
- Yes, ma'am.



J.R., I'm not gonna be in
until later this afternoon.

Well, what time?

I don't know. Sometime
after lunch, I expect.

- Sue Ellen, you see Mama this morning?
- I don't think she's up yet.

Huh.

She always got up bright and
early ever since I can remember.

Fallow is keeping her out till
all hours, practically every night.

- It's none of your business, is it?
- I don't know.

Couldn't be good.
He could wear her out.

J.R., you're her
son, not her father.

You have no right to
question the hour she keeps.

- Maybe.
- Are you all right, Lucy?

Oh, I'm just worried.

I was on the phone just now with
Peter's roommate, Jerry Hunter.



He said Peter hasn't been
by for the rest of his things.

Is something wrong with Peter?

No, sweetheart,
he'll be just fine.

Well, we have to go to school
now. We've got to change that shirt.

Would you like me
to take him for you?

No, thank you, Lucy.

What's the hurry? The boy
hasn't finished his breakfast.

Well, we don't wanna be late.

- Goodbye, Daddy.
- Bye, son.

What's he! rush? There's
plenty of time before school.

- Yes?
- Mrs. Stone and Mr. Lee are here.

Oh, yes, show them in.

- Marilee.
- Cliff.

- Jordan.
- Hi, Cliff.

- Coffee or tea?
- No, thank you.

- Nothing for me.
- Thank you, Jackie.

Sit down, please.

We're surprised you
wanted to talk to us.

- Unless this is a social invitation.
- No, it's business.

If it had been social, I
would've invited you to my home.

We heard all your
ventures were with Graisco.

No, that's not entirely true.

I do have a few
deals with Mark...

but that's mainly out of
deference to my sister, Pam.

Because they are practically
engaged to be married.

That's the story around town.

No, but Mark's business
dealings are very conservative.

Graisco is a big company, and they
have a particular way of doing things.

Sometimes they just don't
move fast enough to suit me.

You have a specific
deal in mind, Cliff?

I have an area I'd like to be involved
in, and I'd like to do it with the cartel.

The federal government has
some offshore tracts for lease...

that are coming up at auction,
and they look potentially rich.

Cliff, we had the same
meeting with Bobby Ewing.

I'll tell you what I told
him: I'm not interested.

- Jordan, we haven't even talked.
- Don't have to. Too risky for me.

- Marilee, you coming?
- I have to make a couple of phone calls.

- Do you mind?
- No, not at all.

- Jordan, I'll see you later.
- Take care, now. Cliff.

If you want privacy, you can
use Pam's office. She's not in yet.

I don't really have to
make any calls, Cliff.

It was just an excuse
for Jordan's benefit.

Stonehurst Oil might just be interested
in a joint venture with Barnes-Wentworth.

- Terrific.
- I'd like to meet with you, alone...

- and quietly. We can discuss it.
- Okay. What about now?

Well, I have
another appointment.

Call me when you
have time some evening.

Okay.

Soon.

Okay.

- Excuse me.
- Mm-hm.

They told me at the dorm that
I could find Jerry Hunter here.

- Do you know him?
- Yeah.

See the brown-haired guy?
The one with the glasses...

packing his books right
there? Okay? All right?

- Thank you very much.
- Sure.

Excuse me. Excuse
me, are you Jerry Hunter?

- Yeah.
- I'm Sue Ellen Ewing.

Hi.

Oh, Mrs. Ewing, right. I
talked to your niece, Lucy?

And Peter was working with
your son in summer camp?

Yeah, that's right.

Well, I've been trying to find him. I
wanted him to tutor my son after school.

They told me you were his roommate.
Nobody else seems to know where he is.

I don't know if I
can help you, really.

Please, Jerry. It's
very important to me.

No, it's not that I don't
want to. I don't know if I can.

I thought I knew Peter pretty
well, but he's really changed lately.

I don't even know the guy. One day
he's up, next day he's falling apart.

He threw a couple of things in a
suitcase, moved out of the dorm.

He hasn't gone to
any of his classes?

No, I think he
might've quit school.

He didn't even tell you
where he was going?

No.

Uh...

Well, if you do hear from
him, would you give me a call?

I'd appreciate it.

This is my number.

All right, Mrs. Ewing.

I gotta go to class.

Thanks.

- How are you, Dora Mae?
- Fine, and you, Mrs. Ewing?

- Thank you, Clayton.
- You're welcome.

Would you care for a cocktail,
Mrs. Ewing, Mr. Fallow?

Yes, Dora Mae. The
usual please, for both of us.

Thank you.

- Clayton, what's the matter?
- Nothing, Ellie, why?

You've been very distracted
ever since we left Southfork.

Maybe I'm just feeling down because it's
Steven's birthday and I can't reach him.

- Where is he?
- He's riding in the rodeo in Tucson.

I left my hotel number and your
number. I hope he calls back.

- Is that all that's bothering you?
- Well, I haven't seen him in months.

No, that's not all
that's bothering me.

- Are you ready for the menus yet?
- Are we?

- No, later, thank you.
- Yes, ma'am.

Thank you.

Clayton.

Are you worried about us?

Some.

I am sorry I let you talk me
into bringing you back to Dallas.

- Well, we can't go on traveling forever.
- It's certainly less complicated.

Yes, it is.

We never had to decide anything
except what restaurant to eat in.

What bothers me is how
different things are between us...

since we got back.

Different, how?
- I can't put my finger on it.

I, uh, sense a
distance from you.

Well, I'm home.

It's not just the two
of us alone anymore.

And we're each concerned
about other things.

- Like family?
- Yes.

Ellie.

I wanna many you very
much, you know that.

- But...?
- No buts.

Husk hope...

that family and even Southfork
itself doesn't keep us apart.

By family, you mean my sons?

Bobby and Ray
want what you want.

- But not J.R.
- I suspect J.R. would be more difficult.

J.R. has always been difficult.

There were times when his own
father had trouble controlling him.

Clayton.

When you marry me, you'll
get the whole Ewing family too.

And they're not always
very easy to live with.

If you want to back
out, I'll understand.

You're not getting
off that easily.

Matter of fact, neither's J.R. I
have no intention of backing out.

To us.

To us.

It's not good enough.

I want you to find
me another man.

Somebody who has access
to records and documents...

in San Angelo and the
county of San Heme...

where the Southern
Cross is located.

- I've been working on it.
- Well...?

You know somebody
who'd be ideal?

Somebody who works in the
San Remo sheriff's department.

Maybe a deputy or a clerk
who needs a little extra cash...

01 Who's ripe for blackmail.
You know what I'm talking about.

Yeah.

Fallow's background can't be that
clean. I wanna know everything...

about him, his wife,
his sister Jessica...

and that son of his,
Dusty 01 Steven...

or whatever that rodeo
rider calls himself nowadays.

I've got a vacation due me,
J.R. I'll work on it full-time.

If we keep opening
enough doors...

we're gonna find a family skeleton
behind one, I guarantee you.

Now, go on.

Hi, Mama.

I just came in to
say good night.

Good night, Mama.

Did Lucy find Peter?

I don't think so.

Am I ever going
to see Peter again?

I don't know.

Well, I hope so.

I hope so too.

Now it's time for
you to go to sleep.

Will you sit with me
a little while, Mama?

Of course, sweetheart.
I'll stay for a while.

Well, Bobby tried to sound very calm
about the empty racks and shelves.

I know that calm.
That's the way he gets...

- before he goes for the jugular vein.
- Only with you, J.R.

That's because I'm his family.

- Wait until you and Jenna get married.
- Wait, let's not rush things.

- Right now, it's strictly business.
- Good evening, everybody.

- Well, how do you do, Clayton?
- Good to see you. Jenna.

Can I get you
champagne or a drink?

- I'll have a drink.
- All right. You got it.

Well, you ready to hit the
hot spots tonight with Mama?

We're gonna see a
revival of Camelot.

Really? Well, that show's
been around a long time.

- I would've thought you'd seen that.
- I have.

But the actor who plays Arthur
has got quite a good voice.

- Here you go, Clayton.
- Thank you.

I didn't know you're
interested in that sort of thing.

Well, I used to sing a
little when I was younger.

Oh, we'd love to hear you
sing sometime, Clayton.

Musical talent run in
your family, does it?

As a matter of fact, my
mother had quite a lovely voice.

And your sister?

Uh, Jessica, isn't it?

She played the piano.

And quite well too.

Clayton, I didn't
know you had a sister.

Well, she left Texas quite a
while ago. She's living in England.

- Does she have a family there?
- No, she's a widow.

She was married to
Lord Henry Mumford.

Mr. Fallow, your
son's on the phone.

Thank you, Teresa.
I'll take it in the den.

Excuse me, please.

J.R., how did you know
Clayton had a sister?

Well, I met this fellow at the Oil Barons
who'd done business with Fallow...

and he mentioned
a Jessica Fallow.

Say, you know a good idea?

It'd be nice if she came
to the wedding, huh?

If there is gonna be a wedding.

Yes, Pam, of
course I understand.

Okay.

Well, give my love
to Mark. Bye-bye.

- Dinner ready?
- Mm-hm.

Why don't you just sit down,
relax. And I'll just put it on the plates.

- Who was on the phone?
- It was your sister.

- Oh, really? What'd she want?
- Oh, she didn't want anything.

I had invited Pam and Mark to
come to the club tomorrow night...

to see my new act,
but they can't make it.

Oh, tomorrow night. Are
you sure it's tomorrow night?

Of course I'm sure.

- Cliff, don't tell me you forgot.
- No, I didn't forget. No. Uh...

Maybe I might have
to come a little late.

I think I have an important
appointment tomorrow.

I may have a new partner to go in
on a bid with me for an offshore tract.

Can't you make the
meeting another time?

Well, look, I'll try.

But I'll tell you, if I can't,
I'll make it up to you.

What is this?

Chow Mein.

Did you make this?

No, I bought it and
reheated it. I was rehearsing.

I didn't have time to cook anything. I
was going to apologize, but now I won't.

No need to apologize.
This is terrific.

I knew there was
something missing.

What's that?

Your engagement ring,
you're not wearing it.

Well, I thought I was gonna do some
gardening later, so I left it upstairs.

Shoot, I don't know. I think
I'd rather give up gardening...

than take a rock
like that off my finger.

- It is beautiful, isn't it?
- Yes, it is.

You know what?

I am so excited about the prospects
of you and Clayton getting married.

You know, you really
make a gorgeous couple.

Donna.

- I keep thinking I'm rushing things.
- I don't know how you figure that.

You've been seeing
each other for over a year...

and you have been together
constantly for the past couple of months.

- I know.
- And you obviously get along very well.

Clayton's a wonderful man.

- What's the matter, Miss Ellie?
- I'm not sure.

The problems we left behind when
we went on our trip are very near now.

Well, I can't imagine a problem
in the whole wide world...

that you and Clayton
couldn't work out.

Well, there's the
problem of where we live.

And when Clayton and I
marry, he doesn't just get me...

he gets the whole family.

YOU mean YOU, SONS.

J.R. in particular.

Yes.

Well, I have to tell you, if there's
anybody that can handle J.R...

it's Clayton Fallow.

Maybe.

Miss Ellie.

Is there something else
that you're not telling me?

Not really.

It's just that when
Clayton and I were away...

even though we saw
each other every day...

we never had any real...

Real physical contact.

You know, beyond
a kiss and a hug.

Yes, ma'am. I understand.

There's been no one since Jock.

Miss Ellie...

Clayton is a very
understanding man.

And whatever it is, I
know you can work it out.

- Thank you.
- My pleasure.

Now, you wanna talk a little bit
more about offshore oil drilling?

I think we've discussed
it enough for one evening.

After all, my vice
presidents will eventually

tell me it I should
take the gamble or not.

Hey.

Come on, Marilee.

Come on. I know that you're
gonna make the ultimate decision.

Don't you remember? I used to
be one of your vice presidents.

- Yes. You've come a long way since then.
- I think so.

You know, I used to
have a hard and fast rule:

I'd never date anyone
that worked for me.

Oh, I know. You told me so.

I was tempted to
break that rule with you.

Well, I'm very flattered.

But I also remember that you
preferred your man young or rich.

- Or both.
- Cliff, you're rich now.

Yeah, I certainly am.

Listen, Marilee.

Now, suppose you were to throw in
with me on this oil drilling in the gulf...

what kind of a deal
would you wanna strike?

Oh, something with
great fringe benefits.

Afton.

Is this your important
business meeting?

Yes. What are you doing home?
You're supposed to be at the club.

You're supposed to be
breaking in your new act.

A water pipe burst.
The club was flooded.

My performance was canceled.
It looks like yours just was too.

Don't come near me.

You are jumping to conclusions.

I am not jumping to conclusions.

You're insulting a
business associate.

That is the least I can do.

Does she storm
out like that often?

She's done it before.

Will she stay away
the whole night?

I don't know.

Well, I guess it doesn't
matter anymore tonight...

- one way or the other.
- Sony.

Ewing residence.

Just a moment please.

Mrs. Ewing, there's a
Jerry Hunter on the phone.

Uh... Thank you,
Teresa. I'll take it in here.

- Hello?
- Hello, Mrs. Ewing?

I just heard from Peter.

- Then he's all right?
- Yes.

- Well, where is he?
- I don't know.

But he said he'd be coming by the
dorm tomorrow at 4 to pick up his things.

- Thanks.
- Look, I...

I didn't get to tell him
you were looking for him.

That's all right.

Well, do you want me to tell him
to give you a call or something?

No. I'll be there myself.

Okay, bye.

Goodbye, and thanks.

Bye.

Well, isn't this cozy, Mama.
Us having breakfast together?

I tell you, it's a real
treat for me lately.

Well, now that I'm home, we'll
have lots of time together, J.R.

Well, no, not
just the two of us.

Not if you're still planning
on marrying Clayton Fallow.

What I do or don't do is
my decision, J.R.. Not yours.

Oh, I know that, Mama.
And I respect it, I do.

Clayton doesn't feel that you're gonna
make it too easy for him around here.

Well, he and I had
some rough moments...

when Sue Ellen was living
with him, that's for sure.

And I think my feelings were
justified under the circumstances.

You make it sound as if
they were having an affair.

Oh, no, no. That is
not my intention at all.

It's just that, that was
a difficult time for me...

and, well, I'm just slow
getting over it, I guess.

I understand how you feel, J.R.

That part of your life
is over and done with.

You should put it behind you.

I'm trying, I really am.

Because I want you to have
all the happiness you deserve.

Want some more coffee?

Mm-hm.

- Well, good morning, everybody.
- Morning, Donna.

- Donna, I'm pouring. You want some?
- No, thank you.

Well, are you ready to
go shopping, Miss Ellie?

I don't have a choice.

I hadn't realize how many of
my clothes were ruined in the fire.

Hello.

J.R.

J.R. Ewing.

Oh, hello there, Edgar.

Yeah, yeah. Good
talking to you too.

She's right here.
I'll put her on.

Edgar Randolph.

Thank you. Hi, Edgar.
When'd you get back in town?

Terrific. I'd love
to have lunch.

Well, 1:00, Oil Barons?
Sure, I look forward to it.

Goodbye.

Well, we better go, Miss Ellie.
We got a lot of territory to cover.

- Gonna pick up a wedding dress too, Mama?
- Oh, it's too soon for that, J.R.

Oh, I don't know about that, Miss Ellie. I
saw a two that would be perfect for you.

Oh, Ray, you sure
married a winner.

- I wanna talk to you.
- That's obvious.

No jokes, Cliff. What the
hell are you doing to Alton?

Slow down.

She arrived at my
home early this morning.

She was devastated after finding
you last night with Marilee Stone.

Afton's making a big
deal out of nothing.

Are you having an
affair with Marilee?

Oh, now, wait a minute.

Wait a minute. That's
none of your business.

It is when Afton is
staying in my house.

You know, she's
really in love with you.

I'm not having an
affair with Marilee Stone.

Does that satisfy you?

Well, how about a partnership?

To help beat Ewing Oil? Bidding
for those offshore oil leases.

Pam, you don't know
what you're talking about.

There are gonna
be a lot of companies

involved in the bidding,
not just Ewing Oil.

Oh, but would you be involved if
Ewing Oil wasn't? I don't think so.

Stop it!

I've taken a lot of
abuse lately from Afton.

Now you?

Out of brotherly love, I set
you up an office next to mine...

tried to teach you
about the oil business.

Now, all of a sudden, you wanna
be my keeper, not my sister?

I've had one goal in mind since
Mama left me Barnes-Wentworth...

and that's to turn this company into
the largest independent oil company...

in the state of Texas.
And I'm gonna do that...

with or without Mark Graison.

And with or without you.

Cliff, why is that the most
important thing in your life?

Because I've been the
underdog for a very long time.

And I've been kicked...

and kicked hard.

You mean by the Ewings?
You're still singing that old song?

I'm going to build this
company into such a power...

that nobody will ever be in a
position to ever hurt me again.

Never again.

- Good afternoon, Mr. Krebbs.
- Hi, Dora Mae.

I was supposed to meet
Mr. Fallow. Is he here?

Yes, he is. This way.

- Oh.
- Mr. Fallow.

Hello, Ray.

Call me Clayton, hmm?

- I'll take that.
- Thank you.

- The usual?
- That'll be fine.

- Mr. Fallow?
- I'm fine, thank you.

Okay.

- How you doing?
- Just fine.

- You?
- Fine.

Frankly I was surprised that you wanted
to have lunch with me here today alone.

Well, I think that I can
discuss certain things with you...

that Bobby and certainly
J.R. would never understand.

Mr. Krebbs.

- Oh, thank you, Kathy.
- Anything else?

I'm fine, thank you.

So...

just what is it that you thought
Bobby and J.R. wouldn't understand?

Ray.

You became a pan of the
Ewing family comparatively late.

You had a separate life...

and in some respects,
our positions are similar.

I guess so.

Sometimes I still feel a
little bit like an outsider.

Well, same way with me.

All my adult life,
I've been in charge.

I've lived on my own
land and in my own house.

Ray, I don't know if I can move
onto another man's ranch...

and into another man's house.

Clayton.

I think it's time for a
little history lesson.

The land was
always Miss Ellie's...

before she met Jock and married
him, it was family land, Southfork land.

It belonged to her father, and
her grandfather before that.

I know.

So, in a sense, Jock was in
the same position that you're in.

Miss Ellie would
never leave Southfork.

So Jock married her
and moved onto her land.

Now, if it ever bothered him, he
never let on in any way that I know of.

Miss Ellie always used to treat it as
though it was their land, their ranch.

Ray...

years have passed.
Things have changed.

The only thing that's
changed is the ranch house.

That's just a building.

Just some stone
and plaster and wood.

Is that enough to keep
you and Miss Ellie apart?

You make it seem very simple.

Well, it is simple.

Depending on how much you
want Miss Ellie to be your wife.

Hello.

I'm so excited. I had
to tell you in person.

I'm glad you came now. Come in.

Calm down, and sit down,
and tell me all about it.

I have found several young new designers
whose work is absolutely brilliant.

Are these local people?

Well, there's two herein
Dallas, one in New York...

and one in La
Jolla, California...

and there is this
fabulous Japanese...

who just happened to be
here in town on business.

Ha-ha! Well, you are
off to a running start.

Wait. That's not all.

I called my friends in
Paris, Rome and London.

And they're sending
me gift items...

that are guaranteed to
start a stampede of buyers.

Well, I would say this calls
for a little luncheon celebration.

Excuse me.

- Yes, Phyllis?
- You have a call on line two.

I wanna go to lunch. Who is it?

It's very important.

All right.

Hello.

Bobby, it's me.

Oh. Hi, Pam. Is
something the matter?

Not exactly, but I'd like to
see you for dinner tonight.

Well, I'm not sure.

Bobby, I wouldn't ask
unless it were important.

Yeah.

All right. How about
8:00 at Provencal?

That's fine. Thank you.

Hmm. Bye-bye.

She said it was important.

Of course.

- Would you like to come along?
- Are you kidding?

No, I'm serious.

No.

Ah.

Lunch?

All right.

Peter?

- Jerry said you were asking about me.
- Yes.

I was frantic. No one
knew where you were.

I had been abrupt.
I knew I'd hurt you.

No, I hurt myself.

- What I did was dumb.
- Peter, you're a brilliant student.

Don't just drop out of school.
It doesn't make any sense.

It does to me.

You can't just throw
your life away like this.

It's my life. I can do
anything I want with it...

including making the mistake
of falling in love with you.

It's clear that you don't feel the same
way, and there's nothing I can do about it.

But you just can't run
out without talking about it.

Words won't fix anything.

Mrs. Ewing?

He rented an apartment
at 44 Blue Hill Road.

I see.

He won't be there
until tomorrow though.

He's driving up to see his
mother in Demon this evening.

Oh.

Is there anything else I can do?

Okay.

Mr. and Mrs. Ewing, I
have held your favorite table.

- Oh, thank you.
- Thank you.

White wine for Mrs. Ewing...

scotch on the
rocks for Mr. Ewing.

That'll be fine,
Robert, thank you.

- Why'd you pick this restaurant?
- I don't know. First one came to mind.

So you haven't forgotten?

That it's your favorite?
No, I didn't forget.

Robert acted as though
we're still married.

If you'd feel comfortable in a
different restaurant, I don't mind.

Oh, no. I'm just
being silly. I'm sorry.

You know, we were a couple
for a good number of years.

It's only natural for people
to still think of us that way.

Ah.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

In fact, it still feels natural
to me for us to be together.

Me too.

Except that lately, whenever we're
together, it seems like we end up fighting.

I'll tell you what.

Tonight, why don't we draw
up a non-aggression pact?

I'd like that.

We do have to get one thing
out of the way first, however.

- What?
- How's Mark?

He's fine.

- How's Jenna?
- She's fine.

Now, what's the problem?

There's nothing the matter
with Christopher, is there?

No. No, the
problem's with Cliff.

Pam, how am I supposed to help
you to solve a problem with Cliff?

You can't solve it directly, but I thought
if you were aware of the problem...

that maybe you could prevent it
from becoming bigger than it is.

Now you've got me
thoroughly confused.

After all that's happened
between our families...

I finally believed there was
really going to be peace.

And I've just discovered that Cliff is
still obsessed with heating the Ewings.

Well, forgive me if I'm less surprised
at that news than you seem to be.

What's he up to now?

Well, he's preoccupied with
getting into offshore drillings.

And I know it's only because
Ewing Oil is interested.

Are you and Mark involved?

No, we're involved in some
of Cliff's other investments.

Mark thinks offshore
drilling's too expensive for Cliff.

Well, Mark is right. Don't
let Cliff talk you into it...

until you do a lot
of investigating first.

Wildcatting for oil offshore is
much riskier than trying it on land.

It can cost 2 01 $300,000
just to tow the rig to the site...

and $40,000 a day
rental on the rig...

and operating costs
of up to $20,000 a day.

I mean, you can invest millions and
millions of dollars, and never find oil.

I'm puzzled about
one thing though, Pam.

Why are you giving me
confidential information...

on Cliff's potential
business ventures?

I don't wanna betray Cliff, but I thought
if you knew what was happening...

we could avoid another one of those
deadly conflicts between our families.

It takes two to start a war.

I suppose you're right.

In this case, you don't
have anything to worry about.

The tracts are posted by
the federal government...

and any oil company can bid
on one or more of the tracts.

The government sets a secret
minimum bid that it'll accept...

and all the bids are sealed.

So it's not really alight
between Cliff and Ewing Oil.

Not this time.

There's no way Cliff or Ewing
Oil... Even bidding on the same tract.

Can find out which
bid is higher or lower...

until the government officially
opens those bids at the auction.

I'm sorry, Bobby. I
guess I just overreacted.

Well, I'm not sorry.
It gives us a chance...

to have a nice,
quiet dinner together.

How long are you
gonna be in Dallas?

Well, I'll be going back
and forth to Washington...

tor the next couple of months,
until the offshore-lease auction.

We sure would like to have
you at the house for dinner.

I'd enjoy that.

I can bring Martha along on one
of the trips. We could do it then.

That'd be great. But
I have to tell you...

my house is nothing like that old
mansion that Sam and I had in Washington.

What's important is you're
happy with Ray, aren't you?

- Yes, very.
- I can tell. You never looked better.

Ahem. I'll have my usual.

You were absolutely
right about Randolph.

He's the one. No doubt about it.

You're sure?

I've been watching him for 20
minutes. I'd stake my life on it.

I appreciate you coming
all the way from Washington.

I had to confirm my information.

Thank you.

Anytime, J.R.

- Would you like a table, Mr. Ewing?
- No thanks, Dora Mae. This is fine.

- Well, I'll just check this for you.
- Mm-hm.

No.

No. You see, this is too busy.

How about this one?

That's the pattern.

I think if we put it
on these back walls...

it'll give the store a
much more open feeling.

Okay, and we've got that one
in stock, and we'll start tomorrow.

- Great. Thanks, Doug.
- Sure thing. See you bright and early.

- Okay.
- Okay, bye-bye.

Well, you ready for lunch?

Oh, yes, but I'm telling you, I hate
leaving this place in such a mess.

It's gonna look wonderful
when you get it finished.

Keep telling me that. I panic every time
I realize how much money I'm spending.

You're lunching with your banker.
You have nothing to worry about.

Okay. It's locked.

Good.

So how was dinner last night?

- You mean the food?
- No, I don't mean the food.

- What was the emergency?
- Eh...

It was some kind
of problem with Cliff.

- So, what can you do about Cliff?
- That's what I asked Pam.

She's worried that the Barnes-Ewing
feud is gonna start up all over again.

This time with Cliff behind it.

The Barnes-Ewing feud has been
going on for as long as I can remember.

I find it hard to believe that Pam
would talk to you about it now.

Cliff's getting involved in something
that might end up being a problem.

So why doesn't she
settle that with Cliff?

Obviously, she can't.

You know, Bobby. I think
you're being a little bit naive.

And I think I'm in for a
big dose of female logic.

Exactly. The whole thing sounds
like a device that Pam used...

- to spend an evening with you.
- Don't be silly.

All we talked about was
the feud and the oil business.

- Is that so?
- Yeah.

Well, I think that she wanted
to spend some time with you.

And I'm not gonna
let you out of my sight.

No problem.

I don't understand it. Why
would you go to Bobby?

The way Cliff was acting, I was
afraid the Barnes-Ewing feud...

was gonna start all over again.

Well, isn't that something
you could discuss with me?

I didn't wanna involve you in a
fight between Cliff and the Ewings.

Bobby told me not to worry. He explained
how the offshore bidding is done...

and said that Cliff and the
Ewings won't be competing directly.

I could've told you that.
I am in the business too.

I know about bidding
for offshore tracts.

I'm sorry, Mark. I mean,
I just didn't think of that.

All I could see was that
damn fight starting again.

What kind of a
relationship is this, anyway?

You sense trouble, and
run off to your ex-husband.

I don't like it. I
don't like it a bit.

Unless, of course, it was just
an excuse to see him again.

- That's not true.
- Excuse me.

I'm sorry.

I'm going now.

Afton, you can stay
as long as you want.

I have to face Cliff sometime,
might as well be now.

- Thanks, Pam. Bye, Mark.
- Goodbye.

Pam, maybe I've just
become too possessive of you.

Just hold me.

It's unlocked.

Hello.

How'd you find me?

- Your friend Jerry.
- I see.

It's not much of
an apartment, is it?

Oh, it's fine.

It was supposed to be for us.

- Where are you going?
- I'm leaving Dallas.

Probably go back
east, look for a job.

I... I talked with
Professor Small...

and he said that you were throwing
away a very important career.

Doesn't seem important anymore.

Sue Ellen, why
are you really here?

Why did you go through
all the trouble to find me?

I can't have you
run out like this.

I feel so responsible.

Stop feeling responsible
for what I'm doing!

I don't blame you.

Peter, I think that the
reason you're leaving...

is that you believe
you're in love with me.

And you think that I
don't care about you.

Caring isn't enough anymore.

Don't you see? I can't stand the
fact that I'll never be able to touch you.

- Or to hold you.
- Peter...

Maybe if I just go off to another
city, it won't hurt so much.

You can't just give up
everything you've trained for.

It doesn't matter anymore.

I can't stay here without you.

Without you, nothing matters.

If, uh...

If I were with you...

If we saw each other...

would you go back to the university
and continue your studies and training?

Yes.

It would all be
completely different then.

I'd have you.

Do you know what
that would mean to me?

Peter, you are so young...

and so sweet.

This is just a moment for us...

to get lost.

That's not the way I feel.

- Not now, perhaps.
- Not ever.

Oh. Not ever.