Dallas (1978–1991): Season 7, Episode 4 - My Brother's Keeper - full transcript

Bob.

Teresa, just a couple of
eggs and bacon. No grits.

Yes, sir.

Waistband's getting a little
tighter. We'll lay off for a few days.

Is something wrong? No
bad news about Mama, I hope.

No, I spoke to Clayton last night.
He says she's doing a little better.

Oh, good. What you reading?

A lot of legal mumbo jumbo.

I've got to meet with Pam's
lawyer later this afternoon.

Property settlement?

No, just a lot of I's to
dot and T's to cross.



I'm glad he knows what he's doing, I
can't concentrate on much of anything.

Well, you're going
through a divorce.

What you're experiencing
is absolutely normal.

Bob, I think you ought
to take some time off.

Don't even bother to
come into the office.

We're gonna be on cruise control
for the next couple of weeks anyhow...

until Harv Smithfield officially
calls off the contest we're in.

I don't know. It's just so
depressing around the house.

It always seems empty lately.
There's not much of a family left.

Oh, I don't know. My situation with Sue
Ellen is a little strained at the moment...

but it's only temporary.

She's still here with John Ross
and Lucy's around here somewhere.

Mama will be back soon.

Maybe it's just the
mood I'm in. I don't know.



I honestly think that you'd be
better off right here at home.

Now, I know we've fought like hell at
times, Bob, but you're still my brother.

I wanna see you
take care of yourself.

We'll knock them dead
at the office. I guarantee it.

The Ewing brothers
working together is...

gonna make this little old
town sit up and take notice.

All these children.

- Hi, Mrs. Ewing.
- Hi, Peter.

Hi, John Ross.

You remember Peter. He
showed you around camp last time.

- Yes.
- What would you like to do today?

- Would you like to go swimming?
- Would you like that?

With Mommy?

Well, I can't go in. I
don't have a swimsuit.

John Ross, watch.

Come on in. The water's great.

Go ahead, sweetheart.
You'll have fun.

Come on. You'll love it.

It's okay, it's okay. It's
just a game. Okay? See?

Hey! Hey! See, it's just a game.
Come on, come on, I wanna play.

John Ross, I have to go on an
errand. I'll be back soon, okay?

Okay, Mommy.

I'll give him your message
when he comes in.

- Hello.
- J.R. Ewing is expecting me.

- What is your name, sir?
- Colby. Clarence Colby.

Okay, hang on just a minute.

Yes, Kendal?

Sly, there's a Mr. Colby
here to see J.R.

All right. Just a moment.

J.R., there's a Mr. Colby
here to see you.

- Send him in, Sly.
- Yes, sir.

- Mr. Ewing can see you now, Mr. Colby.
- Thank you.

Mr. Ewing.

Hello, Clarence. Thank you, Sly.

I'm surprised you asked
me to come into your office.

Bobby's not here right now. He's
tied up with some personal business.

He wouldn't know who you
are, anyhow. Sit down. Sit down.

- Well, how'd it go?
- Terrific.

Would've been here sooner, but the
plane lost an engine light after takeoff.

I don't wanna hear about
your travel problems.

I do wanna know about the test well Bobby
and the McLeish brothers are drilling.

I tell you, that Wentworth
Tundra Torque is

the best cold-weather
drill bit I've seen.

Wentworth will
make a fortune with it.

Clarence, I don't want
to hear about that either.

I'm saving the best until last.

I did manage to foul
things up, like you asked.

- How so?
- Just before I left...

I diluted the mud stream into the
well have so the motors blew up.

I don't see that well
coming in for two months.

And that's what
I wanted to hear.

The contest is
over in two weeks.

A two-month delay on that
field would be just about perfect.

I figured you'd be pleased.

Is it cold up there?

You had to be careful
your breath didn't freeze.

Well, this might
help thaw you out.

The weather is very pretty
in Acapulco this time of year.

- Thank you.
- Thank you, Clarence.

Donna?

Donna Culver.

Hello.

You forgot my name.

No, it's, um, Paul.

Last name starts with an M.

Paul Morgan.

You always forget when you
haven't seen me in a while.

I think it's been
longer than a while.

Last time that I saw you,
I was married to Sam.

Well, half the time, you couldn't
remember my name then either.

But I understood. You were married
to the most powerful man in Texas...

and I was only assistant legal
counsel in his reelection campaign.

- Which he won.
- Oh, he always won.

No wonder you never paid attention to a shy
underpaid lawyer with a big crush on you.

- You were shy?
- Oh, very.

- And you had a crush on me?
- Of course.

Well, if I'd known have that, I'd have
remembered your name right away.

Besides, if that's the way you
felt, you certainly kept it to yourself.

Well, how could I say anything?

It, uh, wasn't politically wise for a
young lawyer wanting a career in Texas...

to start fooling around
with Sam Culver's wife.

Oh, we would have never
gotten to fooling around.

That was another reason
for not saying anything.

Well, you missed your
golden opportunity...

because I'm no longer Donna
Culver. I'm Donna Krebbs.

You mean, while I
was off in Washington,

building a great
reputation, you got married?

Yeah. To a terrific
guy. Ray Krebbs.

Well, that's the way it goes.
Lucky in court, unlucky in love.

Console me, Donna.

Have a drink with me and I
promise you'll never forget me again.

Like I said, I'm a
married woman.

Is he as politically strong
as Sam Culver was?

No, he's as physically
strong as a bulldozer.

Ah.

Well, then let's just make it a short
drink. I wouldn't want to upset him.

See, you're still
playing it smart.

That's what I am, smart.

- Okay.
- Great.

Bulldozer, huh?
- A really big one.

- Aunt Lil.
- Oh, I didn't hear you, Raymond.

Aunt Lil, what are you doing?
We got a vacuum cleaner inside.

Vacuum doesn't do a proper job.

After a Windstorm,
you get a lot of dust.

We got a girl that comes in
and does this kind of cleaning.

I gotta do something, Raymond.

I feel as if I'm gonna just
jump clear out of my skin.

Hey, come on. You'll
boil here in that sun.

- Let's sit down for a while.
- That's all I've been doing.

Sitting here and
sitting at the hospital.

It's a lot hotter than you think
out here. Now, come on. Let's sit.

Raymond, it's not natural,
the way Michael's been acting.

I know him.

All that joking and
cheerfulness and wisecracking.

Come on, come on. Sit down.

That's not how he really feels.

He's hurting inside.

He's hurting real bad.

I know he is.

Still, it's better than
giving in to depression.

I just think, if we can
keep his spirits high...

the better his chances
are for fighting this thing.

I just can't help wondering
what's going to become of us.

Well, don't give up.

The therapists haven't even had
a chance to work with Mickey yet.

Mickey's always
been a tough kid.

He can handle it. I know he can.

I want to believe you.

But I just cannot deny what
I see with my own two eyes.

Everything's turned out so
different than I expected for Michael.

Then Mrs. Ewing has agreed to
reasonable visitation by Mr. Ewing...

to see their minor
child, Christopher.

It's fine. As long as
we understand that...

reasonable visitation means that
Mr. Ewing gets to pick up his son...

and take him to his home
or out for a day or a weekend.

Also reasonable time with
Mr. Ewing for vacation and trips.

Well, we have no objection.

Mrs. Ewing doesn't want to deprive
her son of his father's companionship.

Now, of course, we
want to make sure...

that Mr. Ewing's life insurance
policy is in force relating to the child.

Well, I don't see any problem
with community properly, do you?

None. Mrs. Ewing is interested
only in her personal belongings.

Did you bring that
list of belongings?

- Yes. Here.
- Okay.

We'll study it and it
there are any problems,

I'll give you call
later this afternoon.

Well, I guess that's
it. It's all cut-and-dried.

Well, Garrity, for a change, I
think we have a simple divorce.

Oh, it's easier that
way. A clean break.

Goodbye, Garrity, Mrs. Ewing.

Bobby?

Was there something you
wanted to tell him, Pam?

No, I guess it's all been said.

Well, it's about time.

- Well?
- J.R., I'm sorry.

But right after we hung up,
Pam came by my suite again.

- Yeah, what for?
- Oh, she wanted company.

I had to really invent
a pressing appointment

just to get her out
so I could leave.

She in bad shape, is she?

Yeah, she's suffering through
every step of the divorce.

Bobby's on her
mind all the time.

How did it go at the
lawyer's office this morning?

Well, she said they didn't
even talk to each other.

Good, good.

She was all broken up.
She said it was all so cold.

J.R., if I know Pam...

she's gonna make another attempt
to try and see Bobby and talk to him.

Maybe that's not
such a bad idea.

What? I thought we were
trying to keep them apart.

Well, maybe we
shouldn't keep them apart.

Yeah, maybe they
should see each other.

Oh?

Under conditions that
we control, of course.

That's right. Can you do it?

Whoa.

That was very good.

Come on, it's time
to get out of here...

- before your skin turns into a raisin.
- Okay.

You know, that's very
good. You're doing really well.

Are you happy? Did you
have a good day today?

- Did you have a good day?
- Okay.

Listen, tomorrow, I'll teach you
how to hold your breath underwater.

- All right? Would you like that?
- Okay.

Yeah?

- Where's Mommy?
- She'll be here soon.

You learn to hold your breath
underwater, you'll swim like a shark.

- Mommy?
- Well, there she is.

Hi, sweetheart.

I told you she'd always come back for
you. Come on, let's get your shoes on.

- Hi.
- Hi, Peter.

- Did you have fun today?
- Yeah.

- Tell her what we did today, John Ross.
- We played.

He's still a little
shy around the kids.

I think he'll grow
out of that in time.

I know about shyness
from personal experience.

You don't seem shy.

Well, I still am at times.

- But John Ross and I got along great, huh?
- Yeah.

I love working with children.

I suppose that you'll get married and
have children of your own someday soon.

I think that's a long
way down the road.

First I have to finish school, then get
my master's and hopefully my Ph.D.

- In psychology?
- Yeah.

I'd like to have the kind of practice
Dr. Lacey has, working with kids.

Oh, Peter, that's wonderful.

Most boys your age don't have
a career plan for themselves.

I guess I just don't
think of myself as a boy.

- I'm sorry, I...
- Oh, no. That's okay.

It's just that I've been on my own
a lot and I've had to grow up fast.

Peter. Oh, excuse me. Are
you coming to the party tonight?

Sony, Dee. I don't
think I can make it.

Well, if you get the
chance, come by.

Okay, thanks.

I've got a lot of
studying to do.

This is a great place for a young
man to work, with pretty young girls.

Well, unfortunately. I don't get
much chance to socialize either.

- Well, we've kept you.
- Oh, no, that's okay.

- John Ross, say goodbye to Peter.
- Bye, Peter.

- Bye-bye.
- Goodbye.

- Here you go, Kendal.
- Thank you, Sly.

- Good afternoon, J.R.
- Hello, Kendal.

Anything earthshaking
happen while I was out?

No, but you got some phone
messages. And, uh, Bobby came in.

He was gonna take the day off.

He just asked me to
hold all his phone calls.

Now, why did you come in?

It's better than
driving around town.

I didn't want to go
back to the house.

You had a rough
time at the lawyer's?

Pam come up with some
last-minute demand?

No, no demands.

It was all very
adult. Passionless.

The marriage will disappear
as though it never existed.

Well, I know how rough it can
be. I lived through it, you sure can.

I guess so.

Bobby, you're gonna need some friendship.
It's really the only thing that helps.

I think it's time we started
acting like brothers again.

How long has it been since we had
dinner together, just the two of us?

How about tonight?
What do you say?

I think I'd like that.

Well, I think I know a
way to cheer you up too.

I'll see you later, Bob.

Lucy, why do you
keep coming here?

You're here every day,
practically all day long.

Don't you have anything
better to do with your life?

Mickey, I'm here
because I want to be.

Think about me.

Maybe it makes you feel good to
stand here and, uh, stare at me...

but it doesn't
make me feel good.

Isn't that what you're supposed to
be doing, looking out for my welfare?

I care about you. I don't
want to abandon you.

You're a constant reminder
of a life I can't have.

I can't hold you.

I can't touch you.

I'll never make
love to you again.

I just wish you'd stay away.

No. You can't do
that to us. You can't.

I love you.

I won't leave you.

You're not listening to me.

Yes, I am.

I understand how you feel.

But this has happened
to other people before.

Accidents, soldiers
during the war.

Do you think the people that really
love them tum their backs on them?

I want to be with you.

If you give up on me, you're giving
up on life, and I won't let you do that.

I suppose you're gonna start
telling me about some miracle cure?

I don't know about
miracle cures.

All I know is that you're
alive and I'm happy about that.

And you should be, too.
Because life is what it's all about.

You've, uh, turned into a
regular little philosopher, huh?

I don't care how grumpy you
are, you still can't get rid of me.

Besides, there are people in
this hospital who can help you...

and I'm gonna see
to it that you let them.

You know, there's something
about you I never realized before.

What's that?

You're a real tyrant.

- Who is it?
- Who are you?

- Hi, Katherine.
- Hello.

- Hello, Katherine. How are you?
- I'm fine, thanks.

- Where's Pam?
- Uh, she's lying down.

- Is she sick?
- No.

It's just that meeting in the lawyer's
office this morning really got to her.

- Maybe we'd better go.
- Oh, no. Not on your life.

That's why we're here, to
help her out of her depression.

Hello.

- Hello.
- Hello.

You have got to get dressed. We've
got a big evening planned for you.

We'll see how many clubs in
Dallas we can hit in one night.

- Right?
- Oh, I don't know.

Oh, Mark, Cliff. Pam looks
like she'd rather be alone.

Why don't you let Dr. Graison and
Dr. Barnes take over for the next hours?

I think we have a surefire cure
for whatever ails this lovely lady.

A night on the town.

Well, actually, Pam and I had
dinner reservations at Jovan's.

Well, that's just great.
We can all go together.

Well, I know. I'll call them and
make the reservation for four.

Five. There are five of us here.

No, no, no. You four go
and have a terrific time.

Katherine, I don't
wanna leave you behind.

Oh, frankly, Pam, I'm exhausted. I
just didn't want you to be alone tonight.

That's marvelous. Okay, you
call and change the reservation.

- You go and get dressed...
- Quickly.

Because I'm starved.

- See how masterful I can be?
- I noticed. Uh-huh.

Could you all get
close together?

Smile. Thank you.

So, what did Daddy do?

Well, old Charlie wanted
this piece of land real bad.

But he wasn't about to pay the
farmer who owned it peanuts.

So he was planning, however,
to put down an illegal test well.

He didn't know Daddy's a
good friend of this farmer.

And he thought it was time
to fix old Charlie's wagon.

Well, Daddy got this enormous
tanker and hid behind some trees.

He had some roughnecks run pipes where
they're drilling under this test well.

Well, when they were started
on... Well, look who's here.

- Serena.
- J.R., how have you been?

Just fine. Just fine. You
know my brother, Bobby.

- This is Serena Wald.
- How do you do?

Hello, Bobby. This is my
friend, Diane Kelly, from Houston.

- Nice to meet you.
- Bobby Ewing. J.R. Ewing.

- Hi.
- Diane. Nice to meet you.

You remember a Judge Eckworth?
Well, Serena is his granddaughter.

- Hey, you ladies here all alone?
- Yes. I'd heard this place was excellent.

And I wanted to give Diane a "eat
here before she had to go home.

Well, why don't you
have dinner with us?

Uh, Bobby's had
kind of a rough time.

He needs some cheering
up. I'm fresh out of stories.

Well, uh, we don't
want to impose.

No, you won't be
imposing, believe me.

Let's sit here. I think we need more room.
The ladies are gonna be dining with us.

- Bring some champagne, will you, Ralph?
- Certainly, sir.

- I hope you don't mind.
- No, no, it's all right.

You know, maybe
we can cheer you up.

So I said, "Well, it's in your hands.
There's nothing I can do about it now.“

- Here you are, Mr. Ewing.
- Oh, thank you, Ralph. I'll pour.

Let's keep this is party going.

Serena, I haven't seen your
granddaddy in some time.

- How is that old devil, anyhow?
- Oh, he's wonderful.

Oh, good. I'm glad to hear that.

Uh, Diane, why don't you stay in town
for a couple more days? We'll have fun.

Well, I was planning
to go back tomorrow.

Oh, come on.

- Uh, say, miss?
- Yes, sir?

Would you come over here
and take our picture, please?

Well, I'd be delighted, Mr. Ewing.
Could you all get real close?

- Now, look happy.
- Say cheese.

Thank you, darling. Thank you.

I don't know.

Well, I'd like to propose a
toast to my brother, Bobby.

To his future happiness.

May he have all the best.

Your brother is very attractive.

Well, I suppose so, if you
like tall, dark and handsome.

- He's all that.
- Oh.

You're not thinking what I
think you're thinking, are you?

Never in a million years, J.R.

It's important you're able
to trust me completely.

Besides, you tum me on.

- You enjoy evil, do you?
- Absolutely.

- You two looked wonderful out there.
- Thank you.

Bobby here won't
dance with me...

so I've just been forced to sit here
and enjoy his charming company.

He is a charmer.

It's been a pleasure to have met
you, but it's late and I have to go.

- Oh, no.
- Bobby, the evening is young.

J.R., I'll see you at home or
in the office in the morning.

Good night, Serena, Diane.

Excuse me, ladies.

Bob, hold up.

J.R., I just want to go
home and go to bed.

Oh, I know you.
You're not gonna sleep.

- You'll sit there and blood all night.
- Whatever.

I wouldn't have asked them to come
over it I thought it was gonna upset you.

It just turned out to be a different kind
of evening than I thought it was gonna be.

I'll tell you what. Let's dump
them. We'll go someplace else.

I couldn't ask you to do that.

Not with what this evening
already must have cost you.

What kind of a cost? A
little wine? A little dinner?

Don't tell me the Ewing family
went bankrupt behind my back.

No, but I think you're gonna
be out quite a bit of money...

with what you've already
paid Serena and Diane.

What?

Don't you think I can
recognize call girls?

This might be your
idea of a wonderful time,

but it's not mine. You
have a nice evening.

I think we could
all use some coffee.

Uch. Not if I have to
move from this seat.

We'll get it.

- Come on, Cliff.
- Yeah, sure.

- Wait a minute, baby.
- Where are we?

- We're going to get some coffee.
- Make mine black, with a straw.

We'll be right back.

Ohh...

I can't remember the
last time I was this tired.

It feels like the morning
after my high school prom.

Mm. Me too.

I remember everyone
wanted to stay up all night long.

I fell asleep on
someone's front lawn.

Oh! Oh, I don't think
my brain's working.

I feel like my head
is stuffed with cotton.

Well, I think that's exactly the way
Mark and Cliff wanted you to feel.

Nothing can make me forget what happened
in the attorney's office yesterday.

I wanted to talk to
Bobby so badly after it.

Then, when I saw the way he
acted at Jovan's, I felt like such a fool.

I thought he was
hurting as much as I was.

Obviously I was wrong.

I've been thinking
a lot about last night.

You know. Katherine
made those reservations.

I wonder if she knew
Bobby was gonna be there.

Anon, why are you so
suspicious of Katherine?

You called me in France to
say that she was after Bobby.

Nothing was going
on between them.

Now, come on, Pam.

I'm really not trying to create a
problem between you and your sister.

It's just that I've seen a
different side to Katherine...

a side I'm sure she
never shows to you.

You think she knew
Bobby was at Jovan's?

There are so many restaurants in Dallas.
It's just too much of a coincidence.

Well, it really doesn't
matter, does it?

Katherine didn't put
that girl in Bobby's lap.

- Thanks.
- Well, this ought to keep us awake.

We did it, sis.

We got you through the toughest
day of your life, just like we wanted to.

Thank you, Cliff. Thank you all.

I think yesterday was
the second-worst day.

I think the really bad one's
gonna be tomorrow, in court.

I thought you were on
your way to the hospital.

Yeah, I was.

I just got to thinking that
it's been about a year...

since we heard from Aunt I”
that Amos Krebbs had died.

I remember.

Oh, I never wanted anything to
do with that man when he was alive.

I wish I would have stayed
away from that funeral.

Why do you keep
going over all this?

I mean, I was just a kid the last
time I was back in Emporia, Kansas.

Why, why did I
go back this time?

Because your Aunt Lil needed
you, Ray. That's why you went back.

We were on our way to New
York for a second honeymoon.

Never should have
canceled that trip.

Everything would
have been so different.

What are you doing?

You can't go through life
playing what-might-have-been.

You have got to learn
to live with what is.

What it I can't learn to
live with the fact that...

I'm the one that brought
Mickey to live in Dallas?

Ray, that had nothing to
do with what happened.

And even if it did, you are going
to have to learn to live with it.

There are a lot of people
depending on you, especially me.

Donna, you don't have to
depend on me to make it.

Well, what...?

What do you want to do, Ray?

Do you just wanna run out?

That's just exactly
what I feel like doing.

There's no place to run to.

There never is.

- Breakfast?
- For a special friend.

Hell, I don't think I earned
breakfast this morning.

You don't have
to earn breakfast.

Besides, you just had a little too
much to drink last night, that's all.

How come women are so
understanding in a situation like that?

Because men are so fragile.

J.R., I was wondering
about something.

When I tried to send you
home at 2:30 this morning...

you said you didn't
have to go home.

Well, Sue Ellen doesn't care
who I sleep with nowadays.

Does that mean I'm no
longer forbidden fruit?

Uh, I guess.

Maybe I should have
asked Diane to stay.

I don't think it would
have mattered.

You are in a mood. J.R.,
it's temporary. It'll pass.

I was surprised to see you
and Bobby so chummy last night.

When you said to bring a friend along,
I didn't realize it'd be for your brother.

Well, he needs special handling.

He's so close to divorce now, I
don't want anything to go wrong.

What could go wrong?

They could get back
together, reconcile.

- And you don't want that.
- I want what's best for Bob.

Of course you do, and you're being
very nice to him, sharing Ewing Oil.

- I'm gonna do something even better.
- Oh?

I'm going to protect him from all
the headaches and responsibilities...

of being an equal
partner in the company.

You mean the fight
for Ewing Oil isn't over?

It is for Bobby.

- Hello. Hi-J-R-here.

Last night worked like a
charm. But where were you?

I didn't expect Mark
and Cliff and Afton too.

Well, when they all showed
up at Pam's hotel suite...

I thought it would be the perfect
touch to give them my reservation.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, only one more
day to get through.

It shouldn't be too difficult keeping
them apart for one more day.

I like the way your mind works.

- Talk to you later.
- Bye.

I tell you, there is nothing better
than some good Mexican food...

to clear the cobwebs
out of your head.

Ugh. Just the thought of Mexican food
right now is enough to make me sick.

I need some more sleep. You know
what time Christopher got me up?

You're healthy, you
don't need sleep.

There's a good Chinese
restaurant around this comer.

- There's a coffee shop down the block.
- You can't exist just on coffee.

I'll have some toast. Since when are
you so concerned about what I eat?

I'm not concerned about what you eat.
I'm more worried about you right now.

- You really are.
- Yeah.

I'll tell you, I'm gonna be the one to pick
you up and drive you to court tomorrow.

Why, you afraid I'll
change my mind?

No, except I know that you're hurting
right now and I don't want you to be alone.

Believe it or not, I understand
how much you love Bobby.

And tomorrow is gonna be a
rough day, and I want to be with you.

You know, whatever else has gone
wrong for me these past few years...

it's wonderful to
have my brother back.

Well, good morning.

It's not morning. It's
almost time for lunch.

Got me punching the
clock around here now?

No, but I was waiting to go over
these reserve reports with you.

Well, you are the eager beaver.
You shouldn't have left last night.

The girls were crazy about
you. Especially that Diane.

Well, that is what
you paid her for.

Now, I wanna go
over this report.

I'm in no mood to
go over some reports.

Why don't we get out
of here, take the day off?

Do a little golfing,
maybe play racquetball?

Know how long it's been
since we played racquetball?

J.R., what are you trying to do?

Well, I'm trying to be a good
brother and to apologize for last night.

I want to get you out of here.

You're gonna hang around here and
start brooding about all your problems...

I am not brooding, I'm
worried about this report.

All right, but I still think
you ought to take time off.

- Maybe get out of town...
- Would you read it?

All right. What is it?
What am I looking at?

J.R., there is a marked decrease
in oil reserves over last year.

I don't find that unusual.

We were both pumping a lot of
oil because of the competition...

and we didn't add
any major new fields.

- That doesn't worry you?
- Not unusually so, no.

We ought to call a
meeting with the geologists.

If it means that much to you, fine.
We'll have a meeting tomorrow.

- Let's get out of the office.
- I've get work to do.

- We're going to lunch.
- J.R., you just got in here.

I'm privileged. I own 50
percent of this place, you know.

Five minutes, boy. Five minutes.

- Five minutes.
- All right.

- Well, I gotta go, bud.
- Yeah. Um...

Your mom and Lucy are
waiting for me to drive them home.

Well, listen, thanks
for coming by.

- I'll see you again tomorrow.
- Mm-hm.

Ray, I've been thinking.

There's nothing else I can do.

There's something I
want to talk to you about.

Sure. What is it?

Well, it's something I can't
talk about to Lucy 01 Ma.

I'd rather you not
say anything to them.

Okay.

Just between you
and me then, huh?

Well, I think I can
adjust to what happened.

I mean, I feel I can handle
what's happened to me.

Sure, you can, Mickey.

I don't have much choice. I can't
blow my brains out or anything.

Let's not have
any talk like that.

I'm just being realistic.

Fate dealt me this
hand and I gotta play it.

So I'll go along with whatever kind of
therapy or rehabilitation they offer me.

Well, there's a lot you can do, Mickey.
If you just put your mind to doing it.

Maybe, maybe not.

I'll live with whatever they do until
something better comes along...

if it ever does.

I'm alive.

You are alive. That's right.

It's not a bad thing to be.

And we're gonna do everything
we can to help you, Mickey.

Well, I'm coming to
the real important part.

Well, spit it out.

If anything happens, Ray...

I don't know what.

But the idea of living
like a vegetable...

with some damn machine
keeping me alive disgusts me.

It's the worst
honor I can imagine.

I don't even wanna hear
you talk like that, Mickey.

I have to.

If it happens...

I hope and pray that no one's
gonna let me live that way.

It's not gonna happen.
You're gonna be okay.

It's a nightmare I have
over and over again.

And I'd much rather be
dead than live like that.

I'm glad you didn't think I was
too bold, inviting you to dinner.

No, I'm delighted.

It saves me from having
another dinner with J.R.

You know, I think I liked him a lot
better when we were fighting one another.

He's so concerned about me lately,
I'm starting to get a little suspicious.

I suppose so.

But you know, I imagine, deep
down, J.R. really does care about you.

You are going
through a difficult time.

Yeah, I guess so.

I must have been on the
verge of picking up the phone...

and calling Pam half
a dozen times today.

But it was she that
wanted the divorce.

You know I think she's wrong.

Well, right or wrong, it doesn't
make much difference now, does it?

I guess not.

I was thinking of stopping
by court tomorrow.

But that's not customary, is it? I
mean, the divorce isn't being contested.

No, but some strange! is
gonna decide my future.

I thought I might
as well be there.

Well, Bobby. I don't
think that's a good idea.

I mean, you know how Pam feels.

If you show up. She'll
feel she's being cruel.

You don't wanna hurt her, Bobby.

Maybe you're right.

It's for the best. Stay away.

I’ll see.

- Are you hungry? I'm starving.
- Mm-hm.

Waiter, could we have
some menus, please?

The amount of pumping that went on
this year depleted our reserves seriously.

Now, if new discoveries
aren't made, and soon...

the company could suffer
a severe drop in revenue.

Do we enough to fulfill
our current contracts?

Yes, we can for the next six months.
After that, we may run into trouble.

Oh, I'm sure we'll have
acquired new sources by then.

Well, I surely
hope so, Mr. Ewing.

Because those existing fields are
getting old. Your daddy discovered them.

Now, we've done everything
we can to pump the oil out...

but frankly, it's just
getting too expensive.

As you all know...

the contest for the control of Ewing Oil
is gonna be over in a couple of weeks.

At that time, whatever steps are necessary
to build up the company will be taken.

I appreciate you all
coming. Thank you.

- Mr. Ewing.
- Yeah.

See you, Harold.

J.R., why wait two weeks?

Nothing's gonna change
between now and then.

I know that, but I think
you need two weeks, Bob.

I want your mind clear.

Well, if you'll excuse me, it's
10:00. I gotta make some phone calls.

What's the matter?

No, nothing.

It's just that, right about now,
my marriage is coming to an end.

Case number 5706, Ewing
v. Ewing. Suit for divorce.

Mr. Garrity. You represent
the plaintiff, I presume.

Yes, Your Honor. This
is Mrs. Pamela Ewing.

I know Mrs. Ewing.

Uh, Mr. Moran, you
represent the respondent?

Yes, I do, Your Honor. Mr. Bobby
Ewing will not be present.

He has decided not
to contest the divorce.

There is an affidavit in the tile showing
agreement on property settlement.

Well, I know there is a minor child
involved here, little Christopher.

Have custody and visitation
been agreed upon, Mr. Garrity?

Yes, sir. It's, uh, in the file.

I see.

Mrs. Ewing...

has there been any effort
to effect a reconciliation?

Yes.

Then it is apparent that
you and your husband...

both feel you are
no longer compatible.

- Yes.
- Well, then, there's nothing else.

This divorce is granted.

Court will recess
for 10 minutes.

Pam, it's all over.