Dallas (1978–1991): Season 7, Episode 5 - The Quality of Mercy - full transcript

Mr. Ewing, it's that just as well
you and your brother called a truce.

To the best of our knowledge, you
stand 12 to 15 million dollars behind him.

Unless some miracle happens,
there's no way you could catch up.

Well, thank you, Martin.

Just have these reports
ready for the meeting Friday.

- Phyllis?
- Yes, sir?

- Would you make me drink, please?
- 01 course.

And if you'd like, make
one for yourself too.

I'd like that very much.

Bobby? Here.

Thank you.



- Cheers.
- Cheers.

Bobby... No, I'm sorry.

No, it's all right. You
can say what you'd like.

Well, I'd just wanted to
tell you how bad I feel.

I've never been married, but...

well, after six years, it
must be very difficult for you.

I mean, you and
Pam getting a divorce.

Yes, it is.

And thank you for saying it.

I just have this
helpless feeling.

I wish there was something I
could say to make you feel better.

But there's nothing to say.

No.

You know, the worst part
about this whole thing...



is the finality of it.

Even when Pam and I were separated,
I still thought of her as my wife.

I was so sure we'd
get back together.

But now I see I've lost her
and Christopher forever.

Oh, you'll still see him.

Weekends.

And that's just not the same.

I always had this picture of all of us
sitting around, having breakfast together.

We're very big on
breakfast at Southfork.

And me teaching him things
that my daddy taught me.

Fishing, hunting...

And just to be there
in case he needs me.

Well, I'm sure Pam will still let
you do all those things with him.

The point is,
he's still my son...

and I shouldn't have to ask permission
to take my own son out fishing.

I don't know. I guess...

I guess when I lost
Pam and Christopher...

it just made me very
much alone in the world.

Bet you can't guess
where I spent last night.

My first night alone
as a bachelor again.

Well, I don't think
you went out partying.

No, not exactly.

There's a little
restaurant in Braddock.

It has a counter right
near the short-order cook.

And I sat there all night and watched
him make hamburgers and pancakes...

just so I could be near people.

But I didn't mean to cry in my
Scotch and bore you with my story.

Thanks for listening.

Sure.

Look, I am a terrible cook.

But my boyfriend and I would
be happy if you'd like to come by...

and watch me boil
water and bum toast.

Thanks. Maybe some night I will.

Okay.

Lucy.

Lucy, are you all right?

No.

What's wrong?

Has something
happened to Mickey?

Yes.

No, I mean, he's still the same.

But something's
happened between us.

Would you like to talk?

Come on over here. Sit down.

Lucy, I know we've
never been friends...

but I just want you
to know that I care.

And I'm here to
help, if you'll let me.

I don't know what to do.

I was in the room with Mickey...

and I know I was just chattering,
but he was feeling so down.

I just wanted to cheer him up.

That's understandable.

And then he
started yelling at me.

He said that we would
never get married.

And that I was stupid to even think
he would ever get out of that bed.

But you must understand how
difficult it is for him right now.

I do. That's not the problem.

I'm the problem.

I've done something terrible.

What?

When he told me to
forget about the wedding...

I felt relieved.

I thought...

Well, all this time, we've
talked about getting married...

I've been thinking...

what if he never
does get any better?

Could I really spend the
rest of my life with him?

I know Mickey loves me.

And he really
needs me right now.

And I love him.

Whether or not he recovers, that shouldn't
have anything to do with getting married.

But I still have
all these doubts.

There must be
something wrong with me.

Lucy, there is nothing
wrong with you.

You're young.

And you're about to make the
biggest commitment of your life.

And of course you're
going to have doubts.

But you won't sacrifice
anything by marrying Mickey.

Not if you really love him.

Do.

- Only...
- Only, what?

I was just thinking what terrible luck
I've had with the men that I've loved.

You're not alone, Lucy.

All the Ewing women
have had terrible luck.

- Yeah?
- Mr. Anderson is here to see you.

Punk? Send him in. Thank you.

- Well, a good morning to you.
- Punk, how are you?

Fine. Fine. How are
you getting along?

Okay, I guess.

Bobby, I reckon you know
how bad Mavis and me feel...

about you and Pam
getting a divorce.

I mean, we just never figured
it would happen to you two.

Neither did I.

You know, it's a shame she couldn't
have stuck by you just little bit longer...

until you got Ewing Oil
finally straightened out.

- I think it might have made a difference.
- I'm not so sure about that.

Come on in and sit down.

How's Miss Ellie
taking the news?

Well, I don't think
she knows about it yet.

She's still away
with Clayton, is she?

That's right.

Hey, what do you think if Mavis
and I drive down to Takapa...

for a visit with her? I think
we could do her some good.

It's nice of you to offer, Punk.

But from what Clayton and the
doctors say, she's better off by herself.

Say, Punk. What brings
you to the Ewing brothers?

J.R.

Well, Jock's will
brings me down here.

It's been almost
a year, you know.

I've been talking
to Harv Smithfield...

and we've decided to hold
the final audit in his office.

Have you and he
decided on a time?

It'll be about a week to 10 days,
but I'll let you know exactly when.

Now, if you boys are telling the truth,
this is gonna be more or less a formality.

But I want you to both to have
your books in order at that time.

Well, like you say
Punk, it's just a formality.

And I can't speak for Bobby...

but I'll be ready
for that big audit.

Dr. Klein, call your
office, please. Dr. Klein.

There you are.
You did very well.

Yeah.

There's nothing I like better than
having somebody feed me my soup.

Without spilling a drop.
Can I get you anything else?

Yeah...

the use of my hands.

I'm sorry.

Not your fault.

That's all right.

Lucy wanted to come
back with us tonight...

but she had a lot of
things she had to do.

Good.

Ray, could you do me a favor?

Sure, bud.

Ask Lucy never to
come here again.

I don't want her throwing
her life away on me.

She's not throwing her life away
on you, Mickey. She loves you.

I don't think you should
shutout the people that love you.

All we're trying
to do is help you.

Do you really wanna help me?

Course we do, Michael.

Then get on with your own
lives and leave me alone.

I don't want to see
any of you anymore.

I don't know how much
more of this I can take.

I just want it all to end.

You still awake?

Yes, Daddy.

- Want me to tuck you in?
- Yes.

You had a good day at camp?

Yes, but there's a bigger
hey there that's mean to me.

Mean to you?

- What's his name?
- I don't know.

I'll tell you what, you find
out his daddy's name...

and I will see what I can do about
getting him kicked out of camp.

And maybe out of Dallas.

Not gonna have anybody
picking on my boy.

Peter talked to him, and he said
he wouldn't be mean anymore.

Oh, Peter did, did he?
Well, that's good. That's good.

But the one person you come
to when you're in trouble...

is your daddy,
you remember that.

I'll make everything
good for you.

Matter of fact, I'll make
everybody happy around here.

I'm gonna make your Uncle
Bobby happy by making sure...

that he won't have to worry
about running Ewing Oil.

And that'll make your Momma happy,
seeing that we're not fighting anymore.

Well...

And then, I have a
feeling that pretty soon...

Uncle Booby's gonna
be leaving Southfork too.

And that will leave
everything for me and for you.

- That'd be fun, huh?
- I guess so.

No, son.

No, that's the one thing
you gotta be sure of.

Ewing Oil and Southfork
should be yours.

And I'm gonna get them for you.

Night now.

Just a minute.

- Who is it?
- Who is it? It's us.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Sorry we just dropped
in on you like this.

Oh, it's fine, Afton.
It's good to see you.

- I thought you were working at the club?
- I'm just singing on occasional weekends.

Hey, what's going on?
Are you going somewhere?

Yeah, out of this hotel.

I'm moving in to
Momma's house, Cliff.

Well, that's terrific.

That's one of the best
things that you could do.

It's about time you got
started on your own life.

You're in luck, because Afton
and I, we're gonna help you.

Come on, Afton. Let's help.

Doesn't seem to be too much left to
do. Maybe we could help at the house?

- That's fine.
- That's what we'll to do.

We'll come over and help
you unpack over there.

Now that you're cutting the ties with
Bobby, there's something I wanna do.

Cliff, no business, please?

No, it's not business, it's different.
Well, it could be, but it's different.

- What is it?
- I am gonna give you...

the office next to mine
at Barnes-Wentworth...

because I want you to
come and work with me.

Cliff, that's silly.

I have no desire to work and I don't
know anything about the business.

Didn't stop Cliff.

That's right. That
didn't stop me.

I learned. Look...

Hey, listen, you are
not the kind of lady...

to sit and watch the grass grow.
You gotta be involved in something.

He's right, Pam. You're gonna
have to keep yourself busy.

Well, maybe I will work again.

But at something I know
about, not the oil business.

Look, I'm not talking about
the nuts and bolts of it.

Think what a great PR
lady you would make.

After all, you're the one that
convinced the McLeish brothers...

to go with Bobby instead of me.

- Cliff.
- Oh, no. That's okay.

I mean, I don't hold
a grudge anymore.

- Oh, that's big of you.
- I don't know.

One of the biggest parts
of making any deal...

is selling the company
on your own people.

Keeping them happy
until the deal's closed.

Now, Pam, there isn't anybody
that can handle big-money people...

as well as you can.

Cliff, I need some
time to think about it.

There's one other thing.

Maybe the Ewings couldn't work
together, but I know that you and I can.

It would be just like the
old days, just you and me.

And Afton?

Yeah, and Mark. And
we'll all join forces.

There won't be an independent
company in Texas that can stand up to us.

There's one thing.

If... And I mean
it's a big "if," Cliff.

If I decide to work with you...

I don't want it to be the Barnes
against the Ewings again.

It won't. Believe me, J.R. Ewing
is the furthest thing from my mind.

Hello, Sly.

Mr. Barnes, what
are you doing here?

- You know someone in the building?
- No, just you.

I just stopped by. I thought you
and I could have a little chat...

away from your
office. Do you mind?

I don't think we have
anything to talk about.

Maybe not, maybe.

How's your brother, Steve?
Have you heard from him lately?

How do you know Steve?
01 anything about him?

Oh, didn't you know? I used
to work for the district attorney.

Oh, no. I guess not, because that
was before you went to work for J.R.

Well, anyway, you see, I was there when
your brother got sent to the penitentiary.

I remember thinking at the
time, “Gee, that's a shame.

Such a nice boy getting
in trouble so young.“

Why are you telling me all this?

Well, it's just not
a coincidence.

I was going through some papers
and I came across his case file.

What does that
have to do with me?

- I don't think I wanna talk to you.
- No, wait a minute. It gets better.

I mean, I know you work for J.R.

Matter of fact I met you
there couple of times...

and so I just got curious. I
checked in to see how he was doing.

And you know what I found out?

Hound out that he is
eligible for a parole soon.

- Mr. Barnes...
- Cliff. Call me Cliff.

I don't know why you're telling me this,
or why it should possibly interest you.

Why are you nosing
around in my life anyway?

Because I can
do you a big favor.

I happen to know a couple of
people on the parole board...

and one favorable word
from me and Steve is out.

And you want something
from me in return?

Bright girl.

Well, I may get sick afterward,
but if that's what you want...

let's go up to my room
and get it over with.

Oh, no. Oh, no,
baby. No, I'm sorry.

You thought I was after
your fair white body?

Well, that's not a bad idea...

but, no, you're wrong.

Then what do you want?

Well, I thought maybe
we could team up.

- I could put you on my payroll.
- I have a job.

Exactly. And I want
you to stay right there.

It's just that I know that you type
up all of J.R.'s business deals...

you know who he talks to,
you probably sit in his meetings.

- Now, you don't think...
- I sure do.

And all I want you to do
is just to let me know...

if it looks like J.R. is
into some really big deal...

or if he get excited
about something.

No, I won't do that.

- It's wrong, it's immoral.
- So is breaking and entering.

That's what your
brother went to prison for.

I just thought you might like to
help him. You know, it's up to you.

You think about it,
and then I'll be in touch.

How dare you?

What in the world
gives you the right...

to tell Ray you don't want
me here? How dare you?

I don't want you around
here wasting your time on me.

I'm not wasting my
time, you little dummy.

I'm here because I love you.

I wanna be with you and
that's what I'm gonna do.

Don't you understand I'm
never gonna get any better?

Yeah, I understand
and it frightens me.

That's all I've thought
about since I saw you.

Then you know you'd
be better off without me.

You're wrong.

I want you to get better.

And if you do, that's wonderful.

But if you don't,
all right, you don't.

But either way,
I'm here to stay.

So you can take it or leave it,
but that's the way it's gonna be.

You've got some temper.

Well, if you don't like
it, don't get me so mad.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

So...?

So what?

So am I welcome to be here with
you? And do you know that I love you?

Yes, you're welcome.

And I love you too.

I don't know...

maybe with you...

and grandma pulling for me...

maybe I can lick this thing.

Who knows?

Maybe we'll get married yet.

You better believe it.

Come here.

Here we go. Oh, lovely.

- Well, I can't believe it.
- Believe what?

Pam Ewing's declaration of independence.
Out of the hotel and into a house.

It was time, Mark. Christopher
needs a place to grow up.

I also think it's time he has
a man around the house.

- And I think that man should be me.
- Oh, do you now?

Well, I don't mean right
now, this very second...

but after you've had time to pull
things together and sort things out...

I wanna many you.

I know you think this
house is wonderful...

And it is. "but you might wanna
live someplace else besides Dallas.

And I've got a great
house in Aspen.

Well, there's... Palm
Beach might be nice.

And of course there's
the villa in Portofino...

Mark, I have to stay in Dallas.
Bobby has a right to see Christopher.

What I'm trying to say is it's
not important where we live...

only that we're together.

You're a very nice man.

That mean there's
a little hope for me?

Maybe a little...

maybe much more than that.

You'd never regret it, Pam.

I'd like nothing more than to
spend my life making you happy.

Surprise! Whoa-hon!

Oh, my goodness.

- What a gorgeous house.
- Jackie!

Mary, what are you doing here?

We are helping you
celebrate your new house.

I saw your furniture order.

Since they were delivering it on
a Saturday, we decided to help.

Oh, that's swell.

- You called.
- Mark, come here.

Mark, this is Jackie Dugan. We
used to work together at The Store.

Well, I worked for her, anyway.

- This is Mary and Shirley and Laura and...
- Mary, Shirley.

Well, everybody,
this is Mark Graison.

How do...? How do you do?

Aren't you gonna
show us the house?

Well, yeah, come on. Come on.

Hi.

Peter.

How are you?

- Fine. Come and see my pool, come on.
- Okay, easy tiger.

- Hi, Peter.
- Hi.

- Please sit down.
- Thank you.

This is a surprise. What
are you doing out here?

I hope you don't mind
me dropping in like this.

Oh, no, no. It's
nice to have you.

I thought you might have
something better to do on your day off.

No. It helps working with a child
when I can see his home environment.

That's wonderful. You
show that kind of attention...

to all the children
you work with?

Well, I do if the parents do.

You see, a lot of times parents
just use the camp as a babysitter.

Some place to keep their
children so they're no trouble.

You seem very concerned about John
Ross, so I'm gonna do everything I can.

Well, I'm very flattered.

I want you to know that I'll help
you as much as you think I should.

- Let's go swimming. Come on, come on.
- Easy, easy, pal.

- I didn't come here just to go swimming.
- So why?

Well, just wanted to spend
some time with you. I missed you.

I missed you too, but
I wanna go swimming.

- Peter, why don't you go in?
- You don't mind?

- No, no. I like your company.
- Okay.

- Wanna race to the end?
- Okay.

Okay, I'm gonna count to
three now. One, two, three.

- He takes after his father.
- I can see that.

Come on, Peter.

Here I go, here I go.

When she first came to work,
we knew she was a Ewing.

- And we expected someone real stuck-up.
- And she wasn't?

Pam? Oh, no, no way. She
was just like the rest of us.

We used to go out to lunch
together and everything.

It was a shock when
she and Bobby broke up.

Oh, I'm sure it was.

You know, you are getting
yourself one terrific person.

Well, I haven't got her
yet, but I'll keep trying.

Jackie, are you still
happy at The Store?

It's all right, it's not the
same since you're not there.

Would you leave
for the right job?

Do you have something in mind?

Cliff's been talking to me
about working with him.

The oil business?

Well, that's what I said. But the
more he talked, the better it sounded.

- Just let me know when, I'll be there.
- Maybe pretty soon.

Did you hear that?
Did you hear that?

- I tried not to.
- I bet she's gonna do it.

I mean, Barnes-Wentworth-Graisco
is gonna be a reality.

- I don't believe that. I can hardly wait.
- It's wonderful, if it happens.

- Let me ask you something.
- Shoot.

Cliff, are you ever anywhere having a good
enough time not to talk about business?

Hey, I'm having a
terrific time right now.

Besides, I really don't have
to do any more business today.

- Good afternoon, Mr. Ewing.
- Hello, AI.

Haven't seen you around
on weekends for a while.

I know. You're liable
to see a lot more of me.

Hi, it's Bobby.

How are you?

I'm fine, I guess.

No, I'm at work.

I just couldn't stand the thought of
going back to Southfork by myself.

No, I'm just killing time.

Listen, I know it's
late to call like this...

but would you mind having
dinner with me tonight?

Oh, I'd love to.

Anytime, you know that. All
you have you have to do is ask.

Fine. All right,
I'll see you then.

It's working.

It's really working.

When you're an only child,
sometimes it can get lonely.

Maybe that's why I like working with
children so much: I can relate to them.

If John Ross is an
example, then I can see why.

Well, you know there's
something so rewarding...

about taking a child who's
withdrawn and troubled...

and drawing them out again
and making them happy.

- And psychology's your major?
- Yeah, at SMU.

SMU. My niece went there.

- Do you like it?
- Oh, it's a great school.

Besides, if you wanna succeed in
Dallas, SMU is the school to go to.

- And success is important to you?
- Oh, sure.

I mean, I don't mean
money so much...

but success at what I really wanna
do. And that's working with the children.

And what about your
other attachments?

Do you have a steady girlfriend?

- No, not hardly.
- Oh.

- You do date, though?
- Oh, sure, every so often.

I don't know, I just don't find
girls my age very interesting.

I mean, not that I'm so
mature. We just think differently.

Well, I, for one, think
you're very mature.

Well, hello there, Peter.
Everybody having a good time, huh?

Say, John Ross, you have an
appointment over at the barbershop.

Why don't go get some clothes
on? What do you say, bud?

I didn't realize. I
have to be running too.

Don't run off on my account.

No, sir. I really gotta go.

- John Ross, see you Monday?
- Okay. Bye, Peter.

Take care.

- Thanks. It was fun.
- You're welcome.

- Sir, nice seeing you.
- Nice seeing you.

- Bye, now.
- Bye-bye.

That's a nice young man.

Yes, he surely is that.

And I gotta complement you on your
devastating charm, my dear. No one is safe.

- What does that mean?
- He may have told you...

he came here to see John Ross...

but if I've ever seen a young
man with a crush, he is it.

J.R., you have a sick
mind. He's just a child.

I didn't say he did anything wrong,
but even children can develop a crush...

and he has a big one on you.

Dr. Farley, report to Admitting.
Dr. Farley, report to Admitting.

Hello, Lucy.

Oh, I'm glad you're here.

I take it things went pretty good
between you and Mickey today?

Better than good.

We got some things
cleared up between us.

And his spirits are good?

- Code blue.
- I'll say.

He's gonna beat this
thing yet, and he knows it.

- Code blue, Room 305.
- In here.

It's Room 305.

Hey, can you tell me
what's going on in there?

Boy's in defib.

- Stan CPR.
- I'm sorry, you can't come in now.

- What happened?
- What's wrong?

Can't you tell us anything?

We got an abnormal
reading from his monitor.

The doctor will have
to tell you the rest.

What could have happened?

Ray, he was so happy.
Everything was so good.

- Watch him for a second.
- We're gonna know soon enough.

Oh, hey, doc, what
happened in there?

- What's wrong with my boy?
- I don't know.

The monitor indicated a cardiac
arrest. But we do have him stabilized now.

What does that mean? Is
he gonna be all right or not?

Long-term, I don't know.

But for now, he has
slipped back into a coma.

I'm sorry.

Damn it.

A week's gone by and all you
can tell us is that there's no change?

I don't quite know what you
expect from me, Mr. Krebbs.

At this point, we have no
control over Michael's condition.

He was in a coma before
and he pulled out of it.

Yes, but the
situation was different.

A coma's a coma.

He can still regain
consciousness, can't he?

Yes, there is always
that possibility.

What do you mean, "possibility“?

Well, let me explain again.

It seems a clot formed in the legs,
broke off and traveled to the lungs.

That caused a lack of
oxygen to the brain and heart...

which lead to the
cardiac arrest...

which lead to the coma.

What's the difference how it
happened? Can he recover?

Yes, there is still a
remote possibility.

Very remote.

But the machines
will keep him alive.

For how long?

Indefinitely.

Doesn't matter.

That's not my boy.

And after today. I'm not gonna
come over here anymore...

and watch that
machine breathe for him.

J.R., Mr. Slater is here.

Oh, good, good. Bring him in.

- Right this way.
- Hey, Russell.

- J.R.
- How are you doing, bud?

- Just fine.
- Good, good.

- I'll buy you a drink.
- A little bourbon.

- Make it two.
- Yes, sir.

Now, what brings you to Dallas?

I'm not in the market for
any refineries, that's for sure.

I didn't think you would be.

But in my travels, I came across
some prime leases down near Midland.

Son of thing you
asked me to look out for.

Is that a fact?

Yeah, they're owned by a
fellow named Alan Murphy.

You know him?

No, I can't recall
him. Why's he selling?

Well, he's a bit
of a wildcatter.

He was gonna drill himself,
but the oil glut caught him.

Well, he doesn't seem
to have too much money.

So I think the right bid
could get them from him.

As it happens, I might be
looking for some prime fields...

to replace some
old Ewing fields.

- Have you seen the geological?
- I have and they look A-one.

- I can get him up here for you.
- Well, why don't you just do that?

In the meantime,
contact this Murphy.

Put some kind of a hold on the
property until I read the reports.

Yeah. I might as
well do that now.

Don't want anybody
beating J.R. out, do we?

It's a solid-gold
proposition, J.R.

Yeah, if it's half
of what you say.

As good as mine.

- Thank you, Russell.
- Yeah.

Look, Lucy, would you wait
in the car for me a minute?

Maybe I should just stay
in there with Mrs. Trotter.

No, she really
wanted to be alone.

It won't take me
but a minute, okay?

Ray? Honey, it's time to go.

No.

You've done everything
that you can do today.

I can still be with Mickey.

The only thing that
you can do for Mickey...

is to sit up in that hospital room and
watch that machine breathe for him.

Aunt Lil may not think that's still Mickey
up there in that hospital room, but it is.

Funny way he needs me more
now than he ever has before.

Look, why don't you just
come home for a little while?

I can't do it, Donna.

Well, okay, then. I'll
just stay here with you.

No, you just get Lucy and
you head on home with her.

I” and me will be all right. I just
wanna see Mickey one more time.

I'm all right.

This is a pretty place. I've
never been here before.

Well, it's convenient.
Close to the office.

I've really enjoyed seeing
you these past few days.

I'm glad. But I feel a little guilty.
I'm monopolizing all your time.

I wouldn't want
it any other way.

I'm serious. You should be see other
men, instead of consoling me all the time.

I told you, Bobby, nothing makes
me happier than being with you.

Well, if you can
stand it, I can.

Bobby? Hi.

Holly. How are you?

It's so good to see you. I thought
you left Dallas or something.

I did for a while,
but I missed...

Well, I missed it here.

Took me a while to get up
the nerve to call your secretary.

She's told me that you
were having lunch here.

I'm sorry to barge in. I
didn't know you have a date.

Oh, no, it's not a date.
This is my sister-in-law.

Actually, my ex-sister-in-law.
Katherine Wentworth, Holly Haywood.

- Hello.
- Will you join us?

- Oh, I don't wanna interrupt.
- Oh, no, you're not interrupting.

Please, sit down.

- Yeah, come on, sit down.
- All right, I will. Just for a minute.

- I was sorry to hear about you and Pam.
- Oh, thank you.

And I guess it's my fault that
J.R.'s going to control Ewing Oil.

I did have to pay him off.

Well, Holly. That doesn't
matter much anymore.

J.R. and I have decided
to split the company.

You did?

I'm surprised.

That battle was so bitter.

I mean, I'm an outside! And
look at the things that I did.

I suppose it changed all of us.

It's taken me quite a while
to start liking myself again.

Well, if you can
do that, I'm glad.

I'm having a little
trouble liking myself lately.

But I'm glad to see you.

Thank goodness.

Took all the courage I
had to come talk to you.

Why?

Well, because I know that I've
done things that you don't approve of.

But you know how I
always felt about you, Bobby.

And I just wanted
us to befriends again.

Well, right now, I can
use all the friends I can get.

Would you order me
another drink, please?

- Miss, could we have another, please?
- Yes, sir.

And what would you like, Holly?

No, I've gotta be going. I've taken
up enough of your time already.

That'll be all.

I just wanted to see you again.

But I do know that you
have to have dinner.

Could we do that
together some night?

Holly, I'm afraid I wouldn't
be very good company.

I'm willing to
risk it if you are.

I don't know.

I thought that for once the
two of us could sit down...

and have a civilized
meal. No business.

Just kind of get to
know who we are.

Not Haywood Oil,
not Ewing Oil, just us.

All right.

All right, we will. I'll call
you and we'll set a date.

Good.

- I'll be in my office all afternoon.
- Fine.

Nice meeting you, Katherine.

I hope you'll forgive me for
monopolizing Bobby like that.

Oh, that's all right.
We have plenty of time.

And I think it's admirable, your
helping Bobby get over your sister.

Thank you.

- Bye, Bobby.
- Bye-bye.

Nice lady, isn't she?

Wonderful.

Code blue. Code blue, Room 305.

Mike.

Open the door.

Open it.

- Open it.
- I can't. It's locked.

- There are no locks on these doors.
- Something must be wedged in.

How can it be stuck? Shove it. Hurry
up. We're gonna have brain damage.

- I think somebody's holding it.
- Open this door.

Get the orderlies. We need some
muscle. Whoever's in there, open this door.

- John, over here.
- What's going on?

Somebody's holding the
door. Give us some shoulder.

- Sure.
- What's his monitor showing now?

- Lean against this door.
- Open this door.

Push.

We've got about
a minute. Get us in.

Push.

Come on, push.

Push.

- Come on, everybody together now. Push.
- We're in.

- This man was holding it.
- Don't worry about him now.

Start CPR. Quick,
you start bagging.

Something happened
with the respirator.

Give him an amp of
bicarb and an amp of epi.

Hey, look at this, the
respirator is unplugged.

- What?
- We'll deal with that later.

He's flatlined.

Try an amp of calcium.

- Still flatlining.
- Give him another amp of epi.

- Still flatline.
- Give me the inner-cardiac epi.

- Still flatline.
- Try charging the paddles.

- Paddles are charged.
- Everybody, clear.

Nothing.

I think we've done
everything we can.