Dallas (1978–1991): Season 7, Episode 22 - And the Winner Is... - full transcript

Good morning, Bobby.

Good morning, Sue Ellen. Looks
like you're dressed up to go out.

I am. I can't stay in my
room the rest of my life.

So you feeling better?

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

Well, I have a few
moments of depression...

but I thought the best way to handle
it was to get back into the routine.

So I'm gonna take John Ross
to school, do a few errands...

and I thought I'd see Jenna, thank
her for her help after the accident.

- I gotta go.
- Bobby, what's the matter?

Oh, I suppose I've been
rambling on, haven't I?



No, no, Sue Ellen. It's not you.

I don't think that Jenna and I are
gonna be seeing one another anymore.

What's the matter? I thought the
two of you were getting along so well.

We were.

Well, that's not the
brightest news this morning.

I hope this isn't a permanent
split between you two.

I don't know.

Wouldn't it help if
you talk about it?

No, Sue Ellen. I just have to do
some thinking about it, that's all.

Well, you and Jenna have
been in love along time, Bob.

I don't wanna see you do
anything hasty. She's a terrific girl.

J.R., this is just something I
have to work out myself, all right?

Well, the office is not the best
place to do that kind of thinking.

Why don't you take the jet, go
down to Mexico or the Caribbean...



get some R and R? That's the
place to work out your problems.

Why the sudden
interest in my love life?

Or do you just wanna get
me out of town for a few days?

Come on, Bobby, be fair. I've
always liked Jenna, you know that.

The only place I'm going right
now is over to see Christopher.

Pam says he has a cold. May
or may not be in to work today.

The last person in the whole
world he should see is Pamela.

Bobby's right. You're showing
much too much interest in his love life.

Sue Ellen, you just
will not understand me.

I love my little brother. I really
care what happens to him.

Christopher, what
are you building?

- What is it?
- House.

A house? Ohh.

- I'll get that.
- Thank you, Louise.

You want Mama to help you? Huh?

There you go.
Here, I'll watch you.

- Hi.
- Hi, this is a surprise.

I was on my way to the office, I
realized I needed to talk to you.

You haven't given an
answer on that offshore drilling.

- I wanna know if I can count on you.
- You're really something.

You know Christopher's been
sick. You don't even ask how he is?

He looks all right to me. I
mean, what's the big deal?

Deadline for that auction
is the day after tomorrow.

I gotta get my bid
in. I want you with me.

I can't give you an
answer right now.

Pam, just because of Mark's out of town,
doesn't mean you can't make a decision.

I told you, I've got somebody who's
willing to come in a third with me.

You stalled me long enough.
What is wrong with you?

Can't you make a
decision on your own?

Yes, damn it, I can
make a decision.

And if you need answer right
this moment, the answer's no.

Well, so much for the
Barnes family sticking together.

- Is that your final answer?
- Absolutely.

I want to tell you you're
lucky you inherited money...

because you sure
wouldn't know how to earn it.

Now, what the hell are you
doing here on a weekday?

Well, not that it's any of your
business, I have a son who lives here.

Oh, yeah, I forgot.

- What's eating him?
- Oh, he's just mad...

because I won't go into the
bidding with offshore tracts.

- Is he gonna go in on it anyway?
- I guess so.

What about Ewing Oil?

No, we're not gonna bid. I didn't
come here to talk about the oil business.

How's my partner doing?

How's his cold?

The doctor says
he's good as new.

How are you?

The last time I saw you, at the Oil
Barons, you, uh, looked pretty bad.

Oh, I'm all right. I'm fine.

- Listen, what are you building?
- House.

- A what?
- House.

A house?

Can Daddy help
you build a house?

Well, come on.
Let's get going here.

Home wasn't built it in a day. Here
you go. You're gonna build or me?

Bobby?

- Bobby?
- Sony, Jenna. Just me.

Can I come in?

Sure.

Well, I didn't expect
a big reception...

but you look like you
lost your best friend.

I have.

Well, Bobby had the same
expression on his face this morning.

Now, what happened? I thought
you two were hitting it 0” real well.

Bobby didn't tell you?

He doesn't always confide in me.

Yes, I know.

What happened was
Renaldo Marchetta.

What does that mean?

Believe it or not, he
was here looking for me.

It's the first time that I'd
see him since I've left him.

All right, so this Marchetta shows up.
What's that got to do with you and Bobby?

He's only an ex-husband.

And Charlie's father.

Well, you had me fooled.
I was sure it was Bobby.

So was Bobby.

Now, let me get
something straight.

You two split up because Bobby found out
that Marchetta is the father of your child?

No. Because I never
told him the truth.

And by never telling him that
he wasn't Charlie's father...

I let him believe that he was.

My sanctimonious little brother?

Well, you didn't lie to him.

No, but I didn't tell him the truth
and to him it's the same thing.

You love him, don't you?

I always have, J.R.

I was foolish.

I let him get away
from me once...

but now it looks like
history's gonna repeat itself.

Well, we can't let that happen.

I didn't know it then, but the
first time that you two split up...

- was one of the worst days in my life.
- Yours? Why?

Because he went on to eventually
many that Barnes woman.

We can't let these
two back together.

We're gonna have to fix
up this romance of yours.

I don't think there's
anything you could do, J.R.

It's kind of curious that
Marchetta showed up...

just when you and
Bobby were getting along.

- Do you think someone put him up to it?
- Uh-huh.

Who would do
something like that?

Somebody who
wants to cause trouble.

But who?

I don't know.

I've got some pressing
business to attend to right now...

but when that's finished...

old J.R. just might take
a tum at playing Cupid.

You're good for Bobby.

You have fun together, you
can travel and do all the things...

he never got around to doing with
Pam. You know, they hardly left Dallas.

Yeah, if anybody was born
to be a Ewing, it's you, Jenna.

And I'm gonna make
sure that happens.

Thank you, J.R.

Well, it's the least I can do.

Sometimes Bobby just doesn't
know what's good for him.

I'll think of something.

It looks like he loves it.

Well, I know he loves it.

I don't want him to get a tummy ache as
a reward for having gotten over his cold.

I'm sure he'll be glad to share it
with you if you wanna help him out.

Hey. I work hard at keeping
this figure, thank you.

I won't ruin it with ice cream.

You can go back to your carrot
sticks tomorrow when I'm not around.

It has been nice, the three of
us being together for a change.

Well, I think sometimes we get
so caught up in our own lives...

that we forget to show Christopher
he has a mommy and a daddy...

and they can spend
some time together.

He looks happy.

What about you?

I'm happy.

Well, I'm okay.

- Just got a lot to think about.
- Like what?

Mark.

He's still out of the country.

He left because he's asked
me to marry him several times...

and I keep putting him off.

So he decided that he was pressuring
me and we needed to be apart for a while.

I don't know what to do.

Well, I'm not the one you should
be asking advice from on that one.

I'm sorry, Bobby, I guess I
shouldn't be talking to you about this.

It's just Mark's gonna come back
and I have to give him an answer.

Mama.

- Oh, Christopher. Oh, honey. Oh, gosh.
- Here.

We'll get another. You want...
Honey, you want one more?

I don't like coming here, J.R.

Office hours were over
a long time ago, Edgar.

There's nobody in the building.
There's nothing to worry about.

Do you have the bids on
the Gold Canyon tract 340?

Yeah.

But you wanted me to call
you when all the bids were in.

Barnes-Wentworth
still hasn't bid.

Well, let me see
what you got so far.

Hold that, would you?

That's a lot of
money for one "act.

The government set a
very high minimum bid.

Every company agreed
it was a prime tract.

Oh, yeah.

Geologicals are fantastic...

but it's gonna
take a lot of drilling.

It's no concern of mine.

No, of course not.

I wanna thank you for
your cooperation, Edgar.

I also want you to call me when
Barnes-Wentworth places their bid.

And then I'll get my bid to
you just before the auction.

I can’t wait.

Look at it this way.
In a couple of days...

you'll be free of me forever.

I'll have everything
I want. Thank you.

Actually, it was Ellie who
was the matchmaker...

because she'd insisted that I
come out to this party at Southfork.

I said, no. That I didn't
wanna come there alone.

I'd just been through a
rather painful divorce, so...

I'd already told
Jock that I'd show up.

I didn't really wanna start
dating after my divorce.

I told him, “Forget about
finding an extra lady for me.“

And he said, "Okay.“

Well, he lied.

Jock lied?

All this time, I thought
it was an accident.

No, he lied.

But I put him up to it. I
thought you and Mavis were...

so right for each other, and
I didn't wanna scare you off.

Mavis was my best friend...

and I thought she
deserved a wonderful man.

Ellie, I'm gonna forgive you...

your manipulation because
it's been a wonderful 25 years.

It will be on Saturday.

Well, we're looking
forward to the party.

Good.

Have you gotten Ellie to set
a date for the wedding yet?

- I'm ready anytime.
- Well, Clayton...

could I suggest that you put
a little pressure on the lady?

Punk, if there is one
thing I've learned...

is you don't put
pressure on Ellie.

Good, Clayton. Then you and
I are gonna get along just fine.

But I have made one decision.

I, uh... I don't
want a big wedding.

Just a few close friends, like
Mavis and Punk, and my family.

Agreed.

And I'd like your family too.

Dusty and his wife
and your sister Jessica.

Uh...

Ellie, I don't think that Jessica would
come all the way over from England.

For our wedding?
01 course she would.

She can be a very
headstrong lady.

Well, you give me her address
and I'll write her a letter...

and tell her how lucky I am
to be marrying her brother.

And I'll bet she'll be on the next
plane, just out of sheer curiosity.

Well, maybe you're right.

May I bring you
another bottle of wine?

You bet your life. We've
got a lot to celebrate tonight.

Yes, I'd like some champagne.

Hi.

Yeah, good morning.
You got the bids?

I know the amounts.

No, no, no. You got
copies of the bids?

That's impossible.

Edgar Randolph has the only
copies. He had a meeting with J.R.

He told J.R. what the bids were.

The whole thing was done
verbally. Without my intercom on...

even I wouldn't know
what the amounts were.

Okay, so how much are the bids?

The lowest one is 105 million
and the highest is 153 million.

Ohh...

Hundred and fifty three
million dollars for one "act.

Yeah. J.R. was surprised too. That's
why he's only going in on one "act.

Which one?

Gold Canyon 340.

- Did he submit his bid yet?
- He's filing today.

- How much?
- Hundred fifty-five million.

Mm.

You absolutely sure?

I typed out the bid form myself.

Then why don't you
have a copy of it?

Mr. Barnes, if you don't trust me,
we can call our little deal 0” right now.

This thing makes me
very uncomfortable.

Hey, do you realize I'm about to
make a very large commitment?

Yes, I do. But J.R. stood over my
shoulder while I typed out the form.

I had no chance to make a copy.

Okay.

A hundred and
fifty-five million.

I've gotta top 155 million.

- I'll get it.
- Thank you.

- Hello.
- Hi, Louise. Where's Pam?

In the dining room.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I called the office to see if
you wanted to have lunch.

Jackie told me you
were working at home.

I didn't feel like
going into the office.

- Oh, you're feeling all right?
- I feel wonderful.

I played hooky yesterday
and had such a good time...

I decided not to spoil it by
going anywhere near Cliff today.

Oh, I'm surprised. You
two have been so close.

I refused to go into
the offshore bidding.

It's gonna take him
a while to get over it.

Well, I don't understand much about
the oil business but from what I hear...

I think you made
a wise decision.

I don't know how wise
it was. I was just mad.

Well, you said you played hooky.
Did Mark get back? Were you with him?

We", believe it or not, Christopher
and I spent most of the day with Bobby.

And it was wonderful.

You know, I felt like I had my
whole family back together again.

- Even after all that's happened?
- Yeah.

Well, I'm surprised.

Katherine, I know now
why it's taken me so long...

to give Mark an
answer to his proposal.

Bobby's still a pan of my life. I
couldn't many any man if I feel this way.

Are you telling me that you're
thinking about going back to Bobby?

If it weren't for
Jenna, I'd consider it.

Cliff?

- Can I fix you dinner?
- No, hon. This is all I want.

Listen.

Everything is gonna
work out just fine.

Yeah, I know,
everything will be fine.

It's just that it's big. It's very
big. I've already put my bid in.

The 20 percent deposit alone is
more than I ever expected to have...

in my whole lifetime.

Yes, but you've
been very careful.

I know how much you've studied.
All those research reports...

Oh, no, deal. I'll be fine.
I've done my homework.

- I wonder if Mark's home. I'll call him.
- Cliff, you can't call him now. It's late.

No, I'll call him. It'll be
all right. He won't mind.

- Graison residence.
- This is Cliff Barnes.

- Has Mr. Graison come back yet?
- I'm sorry. He's still out of town.

Okay. Sony.

It's not like I'm doing this alone,
you know? I mean, it's okay.

Everything will be all right. It's
not like I'm going in this alone.

I do have a partner to help
share the risk, you know? So...

don't worry, everything
will be all right.

Oh, come on, Ray.

I mean, aren't you gonna
talk to me. We are home.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

You know exactly
what I am talking about.

You got on that airplane...

you said to the stewardess,
“Bourbon and water“...

then buried your head in
that magazine and that was it.

What do you want
me to say, honey?

Ray, I'd like you to make a
comment about Edgar Randolph...

the stuff that J.R. has on
him, about the blackmail...

Now, wait a minute. We don't know
that J.R. is blackmailing Randolph.

Besides, Bob said that J.R. was
not bidding on the offshore tracts.

Ray.

Maybe J.R. lied to Bobby.

- He lies to everybody.
- Okay, maybe he did.

I'm just not so sure that there's anything
you and I can do for Randolph anyhow.

Is that it?

Or is it just that you don't
wanna do anything about it?

I hate what he did.

Ray, I hate what he did.

He hates what he
did, for God's sakes.

That man tried
to commit suicide.

But he put himself into treatment,
didn't he? And now he's well.

Why can't you accept that?

Maybe I'm just a dumb cowboy.

Would you just stop that?

- You use that as an excuse...
- No. Wait a minute.

I don't know all this
fancy psychiatrist lingo...

but I do know that they can make
a mistake. They can be wrong.

You read about their mistakes
in the newspaper every day.

Yes, I do. That's exactly what I
read in the newspaper, mistakes.

Tell me something. Did you
ever read about the successes?

About people who did something
with their lives and went on?

Tell me something.

Have you ever done anything in
your life that, uh, you were ashamed of?

Sure.

Sure. Sure. Lookie here. I
don't mean just “sure, sure, sure.“

I mean, did you ever do anything
that you were really ashamed of...

- that nobody ever found out?
- I guess so.

What if they found out?

What if I found out?

Wouldn't you hope...

that I would be understanding,
that I would be forgiving?

Okay, Donna, you're right.

I don't think I can ever feel the same
way about this Edgar Randolph again.

Nobody's asking you to.

I'm just saying don't condemn
him for the rest of his life...

tor something that he
did once a long time ago.

Suppose I go along with you.

Suppose J.R. really is
blackmailing Randolph.

The only way he's gonna get J.R.
off his back is to make his past public.

Mm-hm.

- He's a government official, right?
- Mm-hm.

That's the end of his career.

Well, why don't you
let Edgar decide that?

All right, fine.

Why don't you go
call him right now?

Okay.

Mr. Randolph's office.

Uh, yes, this is Donna Krebbs.
I'd like to talk to him, please.

Just a minute.

- Danna, hello.
- Hi, Edgar.

Look, Ray and I would like stop by
and talk to you if you have some time.

Well, I don't know. The auction's
tomorrow and I'm kind of busy.

Edgar, we just get
back from Maryland.

I think we need to talk to you.

No, Donna.

We don't need to talk.

In fact...

I want you to
stay out of my life.

Well, he doesn't wanna see us.

Ray, J.R. got to him, for
heaven's sake, I know it.

We're going to that
auction tomorrow.

If J.R. was lying to me
about those offshore tracts...

he's gonna answer for it.

The next bid is from
FourState Oil, 87 million.

Circle Field Oil, 100 million.

Havelock Oil, 92 million.

The last bid is from
Westar, 108 million.

The Arkansas 18 "act
goes to Westar Oil.

There are five bids on
the Gold Canyon 340 tract.

The first bid is
from FourState Oil.

Total amount is 140 million.

The second bid is
Varick Oil, 105 million.

The third bid is Westar.

One hundred fifty-three million.

The fourth bid is from Ewing.

One hundred three million.

And the fifth and
final bid on this tract...

is from Barnes-Wentworth.

One hundred
fifty-seven million dollars.

The tract goes to
Barnes-Wentworth...

for $157 million.

There are four bids on
the Port Farm 225 tract.

The first bid is from
Havelock Oil, 87 million.

- Yeah.
- Mr. Randolph.

Mr. and Mrs. Krebbs
are here to see you.

Okay, thanks.

Donna. Donna, Ray, how are you?

I saw you at the auction. I didn't
know you were interested in such things.

Well, we're not. Uh...

But we were interested in you.

You got a lot of
guts, I'll give you that.

Obviously you didn't give J.R.
any of the information he wanted.

You said you were in Maryland.

Yes.

We saw Barbara Mulgravy.

I wish you hadn't.

Oh, look, Edgar. I was convinced
that J.R. was trying to blackmail you...

and we were just trying to help.

You didn't need help because
you didn't give him any information.

You're wrong. I gave him every
bit of information he asked for.

J.R. was a low bid, Cliff
Barnes won that "act.

I know. I know. I just
don't understand it.

Then what did J.R. have?

Because Dr. Mulgravy
said that you were all right.

He had a copy of the
file from the sanitarium.

But the treatments
at the sanitarium...

were successful.

There was no real treatment.

My father put me in there just to keep me
out of jail and appease Barbara's mother.

He wanted a chance
to get over the shock.

He needed to put me away.

I was a disgrace. I
was an embarrassment.

I see.

But we thought you
had psychiatric help.

I did. But on my own.

When I was released from the sanitarium,
I was tortured by what I'd done, so I...

I was afraid it
might happen again.

I wanted to live a
full and normal life.

So I put myself into analysis.

It took five years...

before I felt I was well.

If you're so well, why did
you try and commit suicide?

Why?

Why?

That blot was
there from my past.

I was so ashamed.

I didn't want Martha and
the rest of the world to know.

I understand.

Look, Edgar. I guess
I owe you an apology.

You? What for?

You went through hell. I
jumped to the wrong conclusions.

You and Donna helped
straighten me out on that.

I'll be happy to
put this behind me.

How do you do that?

I plan to resign
from the government.

But you can't resign from life.

Edgar, don't you see?

You can't go through the rest of your life
with a cloud like this hanging over you.

Don't you think it's time
that you tell Martha?

If you don't...

you're gonna leave the door
wide open for another J.R...

to step in and blackmail
you some more in the future.

I don't know.

I just don't know if I can.

- J.R.
- Hello, Bob. I didn't know you were in.

I watched the television coverage
of the oil lease auction this morning.

Oh, well, then you know that
your former brother-in-law...

won the most expensive
tract in the Gulf.

I also know that you bid
$103 million on the same tract.

Win some, lose some.
That's the oil business.

That's not the point, damn it. You
weren't gonna bid without a partner.

What are you making so much noise
about? You saw it on TV. I didn't win.

You lied to me. We're
equal partners here, J.R.

You're not supposed to
enter a deal without telling me.

Bobby, would you
just hear me out?

I got a brainstorm
at the last minute.

You were preoccupied with Jenna at
the time, so I didn't wanna bother you.

I took a look at those geologicals
and I'm telling you, they were terrific.

So I put in a bid as low as I
thought we could get away with.

Now, if my scheme had worked...

I figured we could sell that
lease for 20, 30 percent profit.

But it didn't work.

And we're not out any money, so
there's nothing to get excited about.

We'll invest elsewhere.

You know, you're sounding more and more
like you did before the fire at Southfork.

I don't believe
your explanation.

You wanna go back to running this company
the way you did before: all by yourself.

Don't try it.

Thank you.

And thank you for meeting me.

We had fun the other day. I thought
I'd take a chance, have lunch with you.

With a compliment like that,
when we sit down to eat...

you can have anything you
want on the menu. Up to a dollar.

Your mood's improved.
You're making jokes again.

That's no joke.

When I talked to you, you sounded
like you just finished wrestling a bear.

Now, how do you know
what that sounds like?

Well, before I met you,
I dated a bear wrestler.

- You wanna elaborate on that?
- No.

Good. I don't
wanna hear about it.

Actually, I just went a
couple of rounds with J.R.

You don't mean physically?

Oh, no. He's not worth
two rounds physically.

I caught him lying again.

- About the auction?
- Mm-hm.

He said we weren't gonna bid.

Then he went off and
bid anyway, all by himself.

It looks like he's back
to his old tricks again.

I guess I knew it was bound
to happen sooner or later.

How did he get away with it?

I, uh, didn't really have my
mind on business, I guess.

I was thinking about
something else.

Is there anything
you wanna talk about?

I stopped seeing Jenna.

Is it over between you?

I'm not sure.

Look, I don't wanna
talk about Jenna.

I wanna have a
nice lunch with you.

- All right?
- All right.

- Jackie.
- Yes, Cliff.

- Come here a minute please.
- Sure.

- Do me a favor. Pour me a drink.
- Sure.

- Anything else?
- Yeah.

Call Marilee Stone
and see if she's in.

Cliff Barnes calling
for Marilee Stone.

- She's out. Do you wanna leave a message?
- No.

Thank you. No message.

I suppose she'll be at the post-auction
party at the Oil Barons tonight.

I don't need anything else.

Thanks, Cassie.
I'm gonna need this.

Marilee.

Ha-ha-ha. Am I glad to see you!

Are you really?

- We did it.
- No, you did it.

- What are you talking about?
- I'm pulling out of the deal, Cliff.

You can't. I don't know
if I can do it without you.

I said I wanted to
be a silent partner.

Well, it's no longer silent
and I am no longer a partner.

I never said
anything to anybody.

You talked, Cliff. And
not only about business.

I never said anything.

You disgust me.

What are you doing here?

Curiosity.

I wanted to see it the biggest idiot in
the oil business was gonna show tonight.

- Well, you are a sore loser.
- Yeah, maybe.

But I've been in this
business along time, Cliff.

You're just a rookie. You're
in over your head, Barnes.

You're not gonna bring those wells
in, so I'm gonna give you a little advice.

Cut your losses.

Forfeit that 20-percent deposit
you had to give the government.

You suggesting I get out?

Well, I'm telling you that a $32 million
loss is a hell lot better for you...

than the loss of your company
your mother gave to you.

That's a rich tract. There are
millions of dollars worth of oil there.

You wouldn't recognize oil
dripping out of your crankcase.

And you can't stand that Barnes-Wentworth
is gonna be bigger than Ewing.

Barnes, you're as dumb
as your daddy used to be.

You know the difference
between your daddy and my daddy?

My daddy knew how to invest in
the right talent and the right tools.

He knew how to pump
oil out of the ground.

Your daddy claimed
he could sniff oil out.

Didn't need
anything but his nose.

The only place his nose
ever lead him was skid row.

And your mouth's
gonna lead you...

You were right about one
thing, Cliff. There is oil in that "act.

Millions and millions
of dollars worth of oil.

But you're not gonna get it.

You'll bankrupt your mama's company
and wind up just like your daddy:

A drunk and a bum.

I'll show you who
can find oil. I'm drilling

full out and nobody's
gonna stop me.

And when I hit, I'm gonna
buy and sell Ewing Oil.

I think he was ready to back
out until you came on so strong.

Is that a fact?

He won't now.

I know.

Mr. Barnes.

Sly, I wanna know why you
gave me false information...

why you said J.R.'s bid would be
the highest when it was the lowest.

You said you typed up the
form, that he was hot for that tract.

Now, what happened?

I don't know.

It must have had
something to do with the tight.

I don't know
anything about a fight.

We", just as J.R. was getting
ready to leave to file his bid...

he and Bobby had a terrible row.

Now, I didn't hear most of it
but what I heard was pretty awful.

Bobby was dead set
against offshore drilling.

He even threatened
J.R. with violence.

You know. Bobby has
a pretty bad temper.

I know about Bobby's temper.

Well, J.R. was really doing a lot
of talking. He was really squirming.

Finally, Bobby must have convinced
him that it was too much money.

He evidently talked
him into a low bid.

Um, Bobby said something about
turning the tract over for fast profit.

Why didn't you call when
you typed the new form?

I didn't type one.

Bobby evidently wanted
to control the whole thing.

- I guess Phyllis typed it.
- You couldn't have warned me?

Well, I couldn't put
all the facts together

until after I saw the
auction on television.

I still don't know if I'm right.

Mr. Barnes...

I can I understand if you
wanna take me off the payroll.

I guess I really goofed.

I don't know.

Until the tight with Bobby, I don't think
I realized how much J.R. has changed.

Maybe it's this terrible marriage
he has now with Sue Ellen.

Or maybe it's sharing
the company with Bobby.

What are you saying,
that he's lost his courage?

He's just not the same old J.R.

In fact, you remind me now
of the way J.R. used to be:

A little ruthless at
times, and smart.

Very smart.

Thank you.

I'm convinced that, one of these
days, you will be the top oilman in Dallas.

Maybe.

I did get what I
went after, didn't I?

Yes, you certainly did.

You certainly did.

Sir, you can't just
walk in that office.

Now, just get out of my way.

- J.R., I'm sorry.
- It's all right. Let them in.

J.R., I want some answers.

Phyllis, would you shut the door, please?
I'm sure Mr. Randolph wants his privacy.

Edgar, I'm surprised
that you're so indiscreet.

You don't want my staff to
know as much about you as I do.

What was this whole thing about?

Why did you go to great
lengths to try to destroy me?

You must be Martha.

Edgar has spoken
so often of you.

You didn't use the
information I gave you.

Why? What was it? A game to you?

To see if you could
blackmail a public official?

- Calm down, it's all over.
- Answer me, damn it.

Edgar, you're in no position
to make any demands.

Why I did what I did
to you is my business.

So just take it easy.

I didn't win that bid anyway.

Mr. Ewing, I hope that this is
the last time that we ever meet.

I wanted to see the kind of person
that would place a business deal...

above a man's life.

You were prepared to ruin
Edgar and me and my two children.

Who are you?

I find it hard to believe that
anybody can be that inhuman.

Well, I'm surprised you
feel that way, Mrs. Randolph.

Edgar has obviously
told you everything.

You no longer have any
secrets from each other.

The way I see it,
I've done you a favor.

Your marriage is gonna
be much better now.

- Just shut up.
- Mrs. Randolph... Ooh!

J.R.

Here.

Are you all right?

- Of course I'm not all right.
- What happened?

I saved that man's marriage
and gave him a new lease on life.

He doesn't have a
grateful bone in his body.

Give me a drink, go on.

Okay, now, Lucy. Give
him a big kiss on the cheek.

Okay.

Terrific.

Okay, now, face each other.

Tower over her Peter.
Almost nose to nose.

Good, good, that is great. I think
we ought to switch sunglasses now.

Okay.

- Are you tired?
- No, I'm doing fine.

- Good. Peter?
- No, I'm fine.

Great. You're a real pro.

All right, let's try this.

- Billie.
- Yeah?

Can you come here a minute?

What do you think about
these with the outfit?

- They look good to me.
- Those are great.

Good. Good.

Okay, we are just
about ready to shoot.

Peter.

Hi.

Hi, Mrs. Ewing.

- Hi, Sue Ellen.
- Hi.

- Peter, what are you doing?
- I'm a model.

Like an airplane model?

No. Like a person who stands in front
of a camera and gets his picture taken?

Can I watch?

I'm afraid not, John Ross.
You're lunch is ready. Come on.

Okay. Bye, Peter.

Bye, kiddo.

Jackie, has Cliff come in yet?

Na, Pam.

Gosh, I haven't seen
him since the auction.

Oh, Pam, your
sister just came in.

Oh, well, bring her in.

- Can I get you some coffee?
- No, thank you.

- Okay.
- Hi.

Hi.

I didn't expect
to see you today.

I wanted to find out
if you got the notice...

to attend the board of directors'
meeting of Wentworth Industries.

Oh, I got it but I forgot about it. I
think I filed it away some place here.

Well, I thought that we could
fly down to Houston together.

Would you like me to
make the reservations?

No, Jackie can do that, but I've
forgotten the date. When is it?

It's this weekend.

Oh, no.

Do I have to go?

Absolutely. I talked to the
chairman of the board. He said...

Mama's will has gone through
probate. Legalities are cleared.

It's a must for us to be there.

I'd really like
to get out of it.

Why? What could
be more important?

When Bobby and I were
having lunch yesterday...

we were talking about the
Andersons' party on Saturday.

I really got the feeling he
was working up to inviting me.

Oh, Pam, I'm really sorry.

It's too bad that board meeting
has to be the same weekend.

I think it might have been a
fresh start for Bobby and me.

Well, there'll be other times. You
really have to make this meeting.

Okay.

Yeah, terrific.
Okay, now kiss him.

Yeah, that's it. Now, almost
kiss him. Just about an inch away.

I love it. It's terrific. Yeah,
give me a little smile.

Just a little. Just a hint of a
smile. Yeah, I love it. Oh, it's terrific.

- That's the last shot.
- That was great, kids. Thanks a lot.

Billie, what a fabulous set-up.
It's gonna get their attention.

Yeah, I'm happy with it.
Okay, folks, you can leave now.

- I guess I should go get dressed.
- No, I like that suit on you.

Wear it, Peter. It was
a gift from the client.

Besides, I wanna take
you all out to dinner.

- Oh, I don't know.
- Oh, come on, it'll be fun.

I can't make it. I'm late
getting the film to the lab as it is.

Okay, Billie. Remember, you
have a rain check for dinner.

- Thanks.
- I'm gonna go freshen up my makeup.

- Fine. Oh, I have to make a phone call.
- Oh, come on right in.

- Peter?
- No, I'm gonna wait out here.

- Hi, Sue Ellen.
- Hi, Lucy. Is the photo session finished?

Yes. Jan's gonna take
us out to dinner now.

- That's nice. Have a good time. Okay.
- Thanks.

Maud, hi. It's Jan.

No, no, we just wrapped.

Uh-huh. No, it went terrific.

- That's just about it.
- Let's get out of here.

You got it.

Sue Ellen.

No, wait.

We have to talk.

- We don't have anything to talk about.
- Yes, we do.

Why do you think I agreed to
do this stupid photo session?

I had to get here
and I had to see you.

Peter, for God's sakes,
just leave me alone.

I can't.

I don't wanna hurt you.

But I'm in love with you.

And we have to find
some way to be together.

What is it gonna take to convince
you that I wanna forget everything?

Sue Ellen, how can you do this?

Don't you think I feel the hurt?
Don't you think I feel the pain?

After all, that baby
wasn't just yours.

You said I could
have been the father.

I was.

And I'm sure of it.