Dallas (1978–1991): Season 7, Episode 18 - Twelve Mile Limit - full transcript

John Ross, take
it easy, you hear?

Okay, Daddy.

John Ross, now, I told you
to be careful. You all right?

I'm sorry, Daddy.

John Ross, I've
been looking for you.

You're gonna be late for school.

- Okay.
- Go get your bag.

- Meet me down by the car, okay?
- Okay.

Bye, Daddy.

Bye, son.

Well... what are you doing?



Working 0” your frustrations?

What frustrations?

Don't tell me you're
not upset by the fact...

that Miss Ellie and Clayton
are getting back together.

I cannot believe she's
reconsidering marrying that man...

especially after his
behavior last night.

The way he barged
into this house like that.

Hell, I should have shot
him when I had the chance.

I thought you weren't going to
interfere in your mother's life anymore.

You didn't hear
any gunfire, did you?

Oh, hello, Sue Ellen.

Good morning, Bobby.

Uh, we were just talking
about Clayton and Miss Ellie.

I think you can continue
the conversation.



Yeah, as a matter of fact,
I saw Clayton yesterday...

at the Oil Baron's Club, looked
like he was trying to tie one on.

Oh, he tied one on, all right.

Then he came charging all the way
out here and made a spectacle of himself.

- Last night?
- Well, you had to be deaf not to hear it.

I wasn't here last night.
I had a late meeting.

Oh, well, you could hear
him all the way to Fort Worth.

Bellowing like a bull
at the top of his lungs.

What did he want?

Mama. That's what he wanted.

And he got her too.

Whatever problems they
had, they worked out pretty well.

So the marriage is on?

Yep, that's what
I'm telling you.

Unless, of course,
they've eloped already.

Damn.

Oh, and my airline
ticket, wait a minute.

- It's your airline ticket right there.
- Thank you.

There's your taxi.

Baby, I still don't understand why you
wouldn't let me take you to the airport?

Sweetheart, I know how busy you are
and I'm sure something would have come up.

Well, you be sure and
congratulate Mitch for me.

I will.

I'm gonna miss you.

I'll miss you too, but I'll
only be gone about a week.

Well, then, I'll miss
you for a week.

Okay, well, I'll call you
as soon as I get to Atlanta.

- Will you be here?
- Yeah.

Oh, no, no, no. I'll
be in Houston by then.

And I don't know
what hotel I'll be at.

All right, well, you just be sure
to call me, then, at Mitch's, okay?

I will. Okay. Bye, kiddo.

- I love you.
- I love you too.

Oh, that's right. The tracts we're
looking at are Gold Canyon 340...

Port Ferdo 225, Gold Canyon 818.

We did complete geophysical
investigations on all of them...

ran all data through our computers.
This is a copy right here for you, sir.

Well, what do you think?

Well, I think
they look terrific.

But with all the action out there, I
think you'll have a lot of competition.

Well, I didn't count
on us being alone.

Alone?

Mr. Ewing, there's more survey ships
out in these waters than there are fish.

And they're all running
seismographic tests.

Is that right?

Oh, yes, sir. Westar,
Four State, all the majors.

Most of the names I
know in the oil business...

are running tests in these waters
and some I've never even heard of.

Frankly, I think it's gonna cost you
a fortune just for the bidding alone.

Well, offshore drilling is not
exactly for the faint of heart.

Or for the faint of wallet.

You're talking about a couple
of hundred million dollars.

As good as those geologicals
look, when you're drilling offshore...

there's no guarantees.

All right, I'll take your advice
into consideration, that's for sure.

Appreciate it, you did a great
job. Hope to work together again.

- Thank you very much, sir.
- Hey.

Sly? Come in here a minute.

Harry McSween phoned when
you were at conference, J.R.

- Oh?
- He has some information for you.

Good, tell him to
drop it by here tonight.

All right.

And I have some
information for your little friend.

- Oh, Cliff Barnes?
- Mm-hm.

I'm gonna make
him happy as a clam.

This is the geological survey
for those offshore tracts...

that Cliff Barnes thinks I want.

Oh, boy, they sure are good.

I almost regret that I'm not gonna
be involved. But they're too expensive.

Well, I'll give him
the report today.

No, you won't. You're not
going to give him anything.

I want him to pay a very
healthy bonus for this.

That way he'll realize
how valuable it is...

and at the same time, gain
some extra confidence in you.

Confidence in me?
- That's right.

By upping the price for
something as special as this...

he'll feel confident that
you're just as crooked as he is.

Donna?

Hello?

I know you're home,
your car's out there.

Yes, I am. I am.

Good morning.

How are you?

Well, I think I'm all right now.

I'm glad.

You do look more relaxed.

How about a cup of coffee?

Yes, that would be
very nice. Thank you.

Sit down.

Clayton and I finally
had a talk last night.

Good, and...?

We're, uh... We're
back together again.

Well, that's terrific.

Does that mean you're gonna
go ahead with the wedding?

Yes, we, uh...

We seem to have
worked out the problem.

Which problem did you work out?

Where you're gonna
live, or the mastectomy?

I had a feeling you knew.

Well, I've been in
the family for a while.

Miss Ellie...

did you really believe that Clayton
would be put off by something like this?

I mean, he is a
wonderful person.

Oh, yes, he is.

But he's a man.

Who loves you very much.

Yes, Donna. But
he's still a man.

The real test is still to come.

Miss Ellie, you told me that
you talked to him about it.

Yes, I'd told him that
I'd had a mastectomy...

and he said that he understood.

But talking is one thing...

seeing is another.

Knowing Clayton, now,
I just can't believe that...

Please, Donna.

Forgive me, but
you just don't know.

Unless you've been
through it, you can't.

You're right.

I went through this
once before with Jock.

I'd been married to
him for a long time.

Making love with another man...

well...

it's gonna be very difficult.

Cliff, there's a Miss
Wells on line two.

I asked her what
it was regarding...

but she said you'd know.
Do you want to take it?

Miss Wells? I... Oh, yeah, yeah.

Hello, Sly.

You're code name fooled me
for a minute. What do you want?

Well, I have some
information for you.

Well, I gotta catch a plane
this afternoon, can't it wait?

It's about the offshore deal. I
think you ought to see it right away.

I'll meet you in an hour
at Cody's. Don't be late.

I never am.

He didn't even say goodbye.

The man has no manners.

But we're gonna teach
him some, aren't we?

Yeah.

Bobby, there's a lady out here
who says she's your tenant?

My tenant?

Send her in, thank you.

- Hello.
- My tenant.

No, no, no. Sit back
down, I'm here on business.

- What business?
- I have come to pay my rent.

- Your rent's not due for a week.
- You better get it while you can.

When we run out of friends, I don't
know who's gonna buy from my shop.

Jenna, the whole world is gonna
buy from your shop. I have confidence.

Well, so does Charlie.

In fact, she has so much confidence in
me, she's off in one of her wild fantasies.

- Charlie has fantasies?
- Mm-hm.

She had one after that
first time we came to swim.

About you and me getting married
and her moving in to Southfork.

Well, that doesn't sound
like such a wild one to me.

Uh, right. But since we had a
great opening at the boutique...

and a terrific first
couple of weeks...

she's decided I'm gonna make all of
this money and buy my daddy's old ranch...

I'm gonna get her
a horse, I'm gonna...

Now, wait a minute. Suppose
we do buy you that ranch.

Don't even think about it. A boutique
is as much as I'll accept from you.

And if she wants to ride,
I'll take her up to Southfork.

Good. Maybe we could do it this
weekend. But, right now, I am starved.

I am also flush, so why
don't I take us to lunch?

- Oh, I thought you'd never ask.
- Oh, you did, did you?

- Where do you want to eat?
- I don't know.

- I'm falling.
- You're not.

- Come on, where do you want to eat?
- How about Oil Baron's?

Boring. Okay, I'll
surprise you, all right?

Bobby, what are you doing?

I'm just teaching you a
very important lesson.

Never trust your landlord any
farther than you can threw his building.

Bobby, come on.

All right, Sly. What have
you got that can't wait?

The geological survey
on the offshore tracts.

The ones J.R. wants.

“Gold Canyon 818, Port
Ferdo 225, Gold Canyon 340.“

You sure these are
the tracts he'll bid on?

Positive.

And after seeing the survey,
he's in seventh heaven.

These tests
came out brilliantly.

I wanna see them.

Um, Mr. Barnes, this material is
kind of special, don't you think?

I'd say so.

So would I.

So I think I ought to get
some extra money for it.

Now, wait a minute.
Don't I pay you regularly?

Well, not what something
like this is worth.

What do you think it's worth?

Ten thousand dollars.

That's a lot of money.

Well, it's a lot of information.

Well, I'll think it over.

- I'll get back to you.
- Fair enough.

Have a good trip.

J.R. Ewing, here.

It's me. I just saw him.

How'd it go?

I told him how
good the survey was.

He's gonna think it
over before he buys it.

Oh, that cheap penny pincher.

Well, it doesn't matter.

- You give him the tract numbers?
- Yes.

I told him you're gonna bid
now that you've seen the report.

Oh, perfect.

He figures he won't need the surveys since
you told him it was good enough for me.

- Good job, Sly.
- Thank you.

And don't worry about the money.

That little rodent will pay
and a lot more than $10,000.

Okay, bye.

Frankie, this group
looks about eight short.

Head on back by the back
fence, lock them out, will you?

I'm on my way.

- Clayton.
- Hey, Ray.

What happened to you?

Thought you wanted to
work with us this morning?

I'm ready.

Work starts out here at sun up.

Looks like I missed it.

Kind of counting on you
being one of the hands today.

Well, if you got nothing
for me to do, I'll just...

Well, I got something for you
to do. I was just pulling your leg.

Glad to have you
out here with me.

Everything okay with you today?

Sure, fine.

Let's head over
there and go to work.

- Yeah, let's go.
- Hyah! Hyah!

Bring them two on over.

Pam, Mark Graison
is here to see you.

- I wasn't expecting him.
- I'm glad that I caught you, come on.

I wanna take you somewhere.

- Oh, I can't.
- Why?

Mark, I'm expecting Katherine.

That's not a reason.
Jackie, come in here.

I'm not kidding. I've got
a lot of work. Look at that.

- No.
- Did you need me for something?

When Katherine arrives, tell her we left.
I have to take her somewhere important.

Why don't we wait and take her?

Can't. This time, it's
you and me alone.

- Tell her Pam will see her tonight.
- Sure.

I'll check the figures
in the morning.

Doing good, Frankie.

Just about got that
last bunch in here.

- Get them loaded up.
- Okay, boss.

Mr. Fallow and I
are gonna break new.

- Gotcha.
- Good job, boys.

Come on, Clayton.

Hyah!

Ho!

Well, it feels good
to take a little break.

Yes, it does.

How about a drink of water, huh?

- Don't mind if I do.
- There you go.

- You been mighty quiet this morning.
- Thank you.

One how or another, I got the idea you
came here to talk more than to rope cows.

Well, I got a couple
of things on my mind.

If you'd like to get it off your
mind, I'd be happy to listen.

Ray...

you know about Miss
Ellie's mastectomy.

Yes, sir.

Well, I didn't until
last night, that is.

And it really shocked me.

Well, you didn't let
Miss Ellie know that.

No, no, of course not.

But it bothered me and
I'm not proud about that.

Why does a man have to feel
that way about something like that?

It, uh...

It doesn't change
our relationship.

And it doesn't stop us from being
a man and wife to one another.

Really, it shouldn't
make any difference at all.

No, it shouldn't.

But damn it, why do
I feel the way I do?

Well, just how
you feel, Clayton?

Well, if you want to know
the truth, I'm a little scared.

Scared? What are you scared of?

Play, I have never been in a
personal way with Miss Ellie.

And I've never seen
her with her clothes off...

and I just don't know how
I'm gonna react when I do.

Well, I can sure
understand that, Clayton.

But when you get right down to
it, it's just a physical thing, isn't it?

Doesn't have anything
to do with love.

Yes, that's true, it
is. And it doesn't.

Well, I just got this feeling
that when the time comes...

it's all gonna
tum out just fine.

I wonder.

Knowing the kind
of man you are...

I'll just bet on it.

Thank you. I'm
sorry I'm late, Edgar.

Central Expressway was
backed up for three miles.

Never mind, what's the
purpose of the meeting?

Let me order a drink. We're
civilized human beings, aren't we?

Darling, a bourbon and branch,
please. And how are you doing?

- Don't worry about me.
- Bourbon and branch, yes sir.

Thank you.

Well, the reason that I wanted
to meet you, is to give you this.

What is it?

It's my intention to bid
on those offshore tracts.

All intentions are
normally sent to my office.

Well, I thought you might
wanna handle this personally.

You really intend to go
through with this, huh?

I certainly do.

Will there be anything
else at the moment?

No, that's fine.

What makes you think
I'd change my mind?

I can't believe anyone
would do what you're doing.

Edgar, I don't know
what kind of blowhard...

you deal with back
in Washington.

But you'd be very foolish
to confuse me with them.

When I say I'm gonna
do something, I do it.

J.R...

don't push this any further.

Of course, I will.

All the way.

Mark, what are you
being so secretive about?

Oh, just wait. Wait.
You'll see, you'll see.

Well, what are we doing here?

Taking a look at this ranch.

You like it?

I think it's beautiful.

I wanted you to like it.

I saw it, but I didn't wanna make up
my mind until I could bring you over.

Make up your mind about what?

I'm thinking of buying it.

Why? You have a beautiful home.

Thank you for saying that. I'm
glad you like it. I really am, but...

Well...

the way I always
felt about the house...

the problem was
it was in the city.

Not very much land...

certainly not enough
for raising horses.

Now you're gonna raise
your own polo ponies?

Well, you know, that's not a bad idea.
But it wasn't exactly what I had in mind.

I just thought it would be good for
Christopher to grow up around horses.

Well, what's this ranch
got to do with Christopher?

Well, I hope he'll be living
here. With me and with you.

Pam, I know this is a roundabout
way of getting to the question.

What I'm asking, though...

will you marry me?

Is that such a shock?

Well, it's just that...

That what?

Mark, you know
how I feel about you.

But I just got a divorce.

I don't see what that
has to do with anything.

Well, it does for me.

Marriage is such
a gigantic step.

You bet your life it is.

I don't know, I'm going
to have to think about it.

Mm.

So your answer's not yes.

But then again, it's not no.

I guess you could
look at it that way.

Tell me something, how
well do you know me?

Why?

I'm not a man to take
“maybe“ for an answer.

Do you realize how many
proposals you'll be put through?

Why don't you just say yes right
now and get the whole thing over with?

You're so good to me.

I'm gonna answer you
very soon, I promise.

Okay.

But very, very soon.

J-R-? Harry McSween's here.

Oh, good, send him in.
And you can go home, Sly.

- I won't need you anymore tonight.
- Thank you.

Good night.

- Hello, Harry, come on in.
- Thank you.

- Sit down.
- Thank you.

Hey, you finally managed to
dig out something in San Angelo?

Yeah, a couple of
pretty interesting things.

Drink?

No, thanks. I spread
a little money around.

I guess it got to some people, made
them wanna talk about Clayton Fallow.

Oh, good, what
did they tell you?

Well, sir, around the time that
his first house burned down...

Farlow had invested a lot of
money in a couple of refineries.

Put himself pretty
heavy into debt.

How heavy?

Real heavy.

The man left himself cash poor.

- Is that a fact?
- Well, according to my sources...

he came within a hair of
losing everything he owned.

- Is that about the same time as the tire?
- Yes, sir.

Are you trying to tell me that
he torched his own house...

to collect the insurance money?

How much could it
be? A million dollars?

That wouldn't begin to
solve all the problems he had.

Well, now, I also found out that his wife
was enormously wealthy in her own right.

The family left her a trust fund with
more money than the Fallows ever had.

And it all went to
him when she died?

Every cent.

Harry, are you saying that he
killed his wife for her money?

No, new, I can't
be sure of that.

But you know as well as I do that
people do some strange things...

when they're in danger
of losing everything.

Well, no wonder he
tried to hide his past.

How about that?

Houston's always been
a favorite city of mine.

Especially on a
night like tonight.

Oh.

Marilee, that
was really terrific.

Except we are gonna do some
business on that offshore deal too, right?

You're coming in on
me with that, right?

Nobody can say you don't
have a one-track mind.

No, I mean seriously, I don't think you
really know how important this is to me.

Oh, I think you made
that clear enough.

I got some partnership papers in the other
room and all I need is your signature.

Wait a minute,
hotshot, slow down.

- What about the geologicals?
- They're terrific.

Well, I'm happy to hear that. But
what have you got that I can read?

Well, I don't have the
reports with me now.

Sweetheart, sex is sex.

But when it comes
to doing business...

I wanna see more
than your pretty face.

Listen, you're just gonna
have to trust me, I'm telling you.

The surveys came
out with flying colors.

Cliff, here I trust you.

In business, I
don't trust anybody.

Now, for the kind of
money you want me to risk...

I want to examine
the geologicals.

Okay, I'll fly back to Dallas
tomorrow and get the surveys.

Wonderful.

Now, I don't see why either
of us should be lonely tonight.

But, Pam, it's no secret
that Mark wants to many you.

I know, but it was
always son of vague.

You know, something
in the future.

But when he asked me
today, it suddenly became...

very real.

But I don't see
why it's so difficult.

I mean, Mark is a wonderful guy.
You two get along together beautifully.

I know.

Besides, whether you want to admit
it or not, I think you're in love with him.

We", certainly there are some
things that I love about him.

Oh, come on, Pam,
don't play it down.

Mark means more
to you than that.

Maybe.

But I keep thinking about Bobby.

And Mark isn't Bobby.

Pam, look, Bobby is the past. Now,
you've got to get him out of your mind.

It's so hard to do.

You know, I don't think a day
goes by that I don't think about him...

and the way it used to be.

We had lunch together.

Did I tell you?

You had a date with Bobby?

Well, not exactly. It
was kind of an accident.

I was to have lunch with Mark
and then he couldn't show up.

And I ran into Bobby in the restaurant,
so we ended up having lunch together.

You know, Katherine?

It was a lot like the lunches we used
to have when we were first together.

I mean, we just sat and talked.

You know, and we
ordered and we talked...

and we had dessert
and we talked.

And then we had
coffee and we talked.

The day just drifted by.

Sounds like you
had a wonderful time.

It was so nice.

But then when we were leaving, Bobby
said something that made me realize...

that he and Jenna Wade
are sleeping together.

That surprised you?

It surprised me how
much it hurt to hear it.

Pam, I don't know why
you still carry a torch for him.

Isn't it time to give that up?

It's not that easy.

Besides, you and Mark
are sleeping together.

Why shouldn't Bobby and Jenna?

I'm sorry I brought it up. Let's
just change the subject, okay?

Oh, hello, Mama.

Can't you sleep?

Actually, I haven't tried.

I'll be going up in a minute.

I hear you and Clayton
have worked things out.

Yes, I think so.

I'm glad.

Do you mean that?

Of course I do, Mama.

Outside of Daddy, I think Clayton is
the finest man you could have found.

I'm glad you feel that way.

Isn't it odd how life works out?

People change.
Partners come and go.

I must say it's odd seeing you with
Jenna Wade again after so many years.

Is it?

Yes, I thought you two
were through for good.

So did I.

When you were growing up, I would've
beta million dollars you'd many Jenna.

But you didn't.

And Jenna left and
you married Pam.

Now, Pam's gone
and Jenna's back.

Life has come
full circle for you.

Boy, it sure has.

Well, what do you think?

Will you two get married?

I don't know, Mama.

It took me a long time to get
over Jenna when she left me.

It's taken a long
time to get over Pam.

Mm. I had a feeling it would.

And then there's Christopher.

Whatever happened to that
carefree playboy I used to be, huh?

He grew up.

Hello?

Yeah.

It's Edgar Randolph's wife
calling from Washington, honey.

Hello?

Mrs. Krebbs?

I'm sorry to bother you.

Well, that's okay.

Is there something wrong?

I don't know.

It's about Edgar.

I just got off the
phone with him...

and, Mrs. Krebbs, he
was barely coherent.

I don't understand.

Well, he was drinking heavily.

And that's not like him at all.

I have the feeling that something is very
wrong and he's not telling me about it.

Would you like
for me to call him?

Well, I hate to put you to this
trouble and we've never even met.

But do you think you might possibly
go over to his hotel and talk to him?

I'm very worried.

Sure, it's no trouble at all.

I didn't know who else to call.

He's in room 410
at the Fairview.

I will go right now and I'll call you
just as soon as I've talked to him.

Oh, I can't thank you enough.

Well, I'm glad
that I could do it.

Edgar's a friend.

Goodbye.

Bye-bye.

- Something's wrong with Edgar Randolph?
- Well, his wife seems to think so.

Honey, would you go
over to the hotel with me?

- I wouldn't let you go alone.
- Thanks.

Come in.

Good morning.

What's this?

Oh, just some toast,
coffee and stuff.

You didn't come for breakfast, I
thought you might like something.

Thank you.

You're not in or
anything, are you, honey?

No, I'm just feeling a bit
queasy. This is very nice of you.

Oh, well, I thought
you might enjoy it.

Kind of reminds me
of the old days, huh?

Some Sundays I used to bring
you breakfast in bed, remember?

Oh, yes. Several lifetimes ago.

Well, maybe I'll
start doing it again.

Well.

It looks like that marriage is
going to take place after all.

I suppose I'll just
have to accept it.

It would be really
nice if you did.

Well, I guess I don't
have any choice, do I?

I do see how much
Mama cares for the man.

I just wish I knew more
about him, that's all.

It might make for
better communication.

Well, I never thought you ever
wanted to communicate with Clayton.

Well, if he's gonna many
my mama, I'll have to, won't I?

Say, did he ever talk much
about his life and family?

Hell, you lived in San
Angelo long enough.

Outside of Dusty, I never
met any of his relatives.

I didn't even know he
had a sister until recently.

Yeah, strange about that,
he never mentioned her.

How about his wife?
He ever talk about her?

Clayton isn't the type of man who feels
comfortable talking about his private life.

And I didn't want to pry.

All I do know about his wife
was that she was killed in a fire.

Must have been
quite a shock for him.

Yeah, I'm sure it was.

And he never brought it up?

Only once.

I was out riding one day.

I came across Clayton.

He was standing all alone,
letting his horse graze.

He was looking at
something further away.

Yes, and...?

So I rode up and asked
him what he was looking at?

And he told me that it was the
place where the old house used to be.

And what did he say about it?

Just that it had been the
house where Dusty was born...

and where his wife died.

And he said that after the
tire, he tore down all the ruins...

so that nothing would be left.

And that's all he said?

Yes.

I think he was so traumatized
by the whole thing...

that he wanted
to block it all out.

Hmm.

J.R., I'd like to eat my
breakfast alone, please.

Oh, well, sure, honey.

I hope you enjoy it.

Just because he didn't
answer the phone...

doesn't mean that
something's gonna be wrong.

- He could be anywhere.
- I want to see, okay?

- Okay. Here it is.
- Yeah.

Hello?

Oh, hi. Excuse me. We've locked
ourselves out of the room here.

- Oh, that's all right.
- I'm sorry.

If you knew how many times a day I
have to do this. Don't worry about it.

- I just left my purse.
- Here, here.

Well, thank you very
much. Have a nice day.

- Thank you.
- Bye-bye.

Look at this.

This place is a mess.

Donna.

Edgar. Edgar.

Oh, my God.

Oh, you can go in, Mrs.
Krebbs, but I wouldn't stay long...

- he's not going to be feeling too well.
- Thank you.

Edgar?

Well, you sure gave us
a scare, I'll tell you that.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to put
you through any trouble.

I'm sure glad your wife
called when she did.

Lord knows what
could have happen.

Yeah.

I'll have to call her.

Donna already spoke with her.

She told her that everything's
gonna tum out all right.

Thanks.

What did happen?

Well, you saw...

I just passed out.

No, I mean what happened...

to make you take pills
and liquor at the same time?

Now, wait a minute, wait a
minute. You have the wrong idea.

Well, something must have happened
to make you do a thing like that.

You think I did it on purpose?
That I tried to kill myself?

No, it's nothing like that. I just took
some pills because I couldn't sleep.

Then I forgot I took them...

and I had too much
to drink, that's all.

You're saying it was
an accident, then?

Of course.

I mean, I have some problems,
but nothing serious enough...

to make me want to
end my life over. I mean...

Really, really. Don't make
more out of it than it is.

Excuse me.

I'm going to have to
ask you to step out.

The doctor will be
making his rounds.

We were just leaving.

I'll come by and see
you tomorrow, okay?

Thanks, Donna.

Take care of yourself, Edgar.

An accident?

Those pills and booze,
about as much an accident...

- as somebody jumping off a building.
- Yeah, you're right.

My question is, why does a man like
Edgar Randolph try and kill himself?

I don't know.

But I've got this
funny feeling...

that it has something
to do with J.R.

J.R.?

Listen, do you remember last week
when I had that lunch with Edgar?

All he wanted to
talk about was J.R.

Well, he only met
him a few weeks ago.

Yeah, that's right.

But that is who he
wanted to talk about.

And he wanted to know if I thought
J.R. was capable of blackmail.

Blackmail...?

Blackmail?

Ray...

I think I wanna
pay J.R. a little visit.

Yeah, I'd like to talk
to that man myself.

Hi.

I'll pay you the price for
the survey because I need it.

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

I thought you had some ethics.

All I want is a fair price
for what I am giving you.

Do you know what J.R.
would do if he found out?

No, no, no. We had a
deal, I was paying you...

and I don't appreciate you jacking up the
price just because you got me in a bind.

Well, I'm sorry
you feel that way.

I do think that this
is a special situation.

Okay, I said I'd
pay you this time.

I don't want it to happen again.

Ten thousand dollars, right?

Yes, but cash, please.

What makes you think I carry
that kind of money with me?

Well, if you don't have it, I could
always give you the survey tomorrow.

You don't trust anybody, do you?

- You learned that from your boss?
- Oh, you did bring cash.

- I don't guess I have to count this?
- Give me the surveys.

To an oilman like you,
it'll read like a dream.

I'll be glad to take a message
and have him call you back.

- Can I help you?
- No, but J.R. can.

Oh, wait.

Who said y'all could
come here like that?

Your secretary was out.

What did you do
to Edgar Randolph?

Who?

Don't pretend like
you don't understand.

Edgar Randolph.

I didn't do anything to
him. I hardly know the man.

You're a liar.

Just a minute, Ray.

The man is in Dallas
Memorial Hospital.

He tried to commit
suicide today.

Well, I am sorry. What's
that got to do with me?

That's just what
we wanna find out.

Well, I'll tell you what it's got
to do with me. Nothing at all.

I don't believe you.

A week ago, I had a
conversation with him.

Your name came up and so
did the subject of blackmail.

Now wait just a minute,
let's get something straight.

Edgar Randolph said that
I was blackmailing him?

No, not in so many words. I mean,
he didn't just spell it all out exactly.

He didn't have to.

Well, what exactly did he say?

Just like she said, the subject of
blackmail came up and so did your name.

Knowing you, it wasn't too
hard to make a connection.

Oh, so this is just pure conjecture.
You don't have a shred of evidence.

Well, I sure am glad the wheels of justice
are not controlled by people like you.

Well, this is not
a court of law.

And I don't need any concrete proof to know
that you are directly involved in this.

You just won't step,
will you, Donna.

All right, let's examine this.

If I was gonna
blackmail somebody...

I'd have to have a
pretty good reason, right?

Oh, you got a damn good reason.

What about those
offshore oil leases?

That's right. You know that
Edgar receives the bids for them.

Of course I do. But I'm not
gonna bid on those tracts.

Oh, well, that's not
exactly what we heard.

We heard that you and Bob have
been out scouting the city for partners.

You got that part right.
But we didn't find any.

And I'm not about to
let Ewing Oil go it alone.

- Is that the truth?
- Well, why don't you ask Bobby?

Of course, we wanted in on
those deals, but it's just too risky.

So, what reason would I have to
blackmail your friend, Randolph?

Well, maybe, I mean, just
maybe, I owe you an apology.

Yes, I think you do.

And the next time you have a friend
with personal problems in his life...

get your facts straight
before you blame me.

Come on, Donna,
let's get out of here.

Please have a seat. I have the
file right here, Miss Wentworth.

Sony, we're in the process
of expanding our office.

- Not everything is where it should be.
- Oh, I understand.

Well, it's pretty
much as I told you.

This Renaldo Marchetta
seems to get around.

Yes, he certainly does.

Sometime after he and
Jenna Wade split up in Home...

he moved to Paris for a while, then
we were able to trace him to Argentina.

What was he doing in Argentina?

Not much. It doesn't
seem he was employed.

He was living with
an Italian contessa.

Go on.

It seems he and the
contessa parted ways.

He shifted around South
America for a while, at one point...

we don't know exactly
when, he moved to Montreal.

To Canada?

Yes, he's been living
there for the past two years.

Do you have his address?

- Yes, we have the address.
- Good. I'd like to see him.

Unfortunately, he moved from
the apartment he was renting...

just about two weeks ago.

Oh, no.

We talked to his neighbors. They believed
he was headed for the United States.

Where, nobody knew.

- He didn't leave a forwarding address?
- No.

- Damn.
- Don't be discouraged, Miss Wentworth.

If he did come to the U.S., there
are various ways we might find him.

Oh, I know, it's
just so frustrating.

Two weeks earlier and
you would have had him.

That's why patience is the
backbone of my business.

You want us to keep
looking, don't you?

Oh, yes, definitely.

I really need to
talk to that man.

Then, we'll find him.

Hello, Edgar.

Thought I'd bring a little
something to brighten up your room.

What are you doing here?

So you decided to take
the easy way out, did you?

I'm disappointed. I thought you
were more intelligent than that.

Actually, I would rather die
than give you what you want.

Well, that's easy
enough for you to say.

But what about your
wife? Your children?

If I die, they wouldn't
know about my past.

Oh, sure, they would.

I'd break your story to the newspapers
before you'd turn cold in the ground.

Even then, you'd do that, huh?

Well, naturally.

So if you're thinking of repeating
that booze and pills act, forget it.

It's not gonna do you any good.

But why?

What purpose would it serve?

It would testify to the fact that J.R.
Ewing always keeps his promises.

You're not a human
being, you're scum.

Edgar, I know how you feel. But it's
not gonna change the way things are.

Now, don't make
it hard on yourself.

I'm really a nice fellow
when I get what I want.

Oh, and by the way, don't you ever
mention my name to Donna Krebbs again.

Or you'll really regret
that you didn't die today.