Dallas (1978–1991): Season 7, Episode 6 - Check and Mate - full transcript

- Hey, there she is.
- Yes, Donna Krebbs.

Mrs. Krebbs, can we
get a statement from you?

- A statement about what?
- She doesn't know.

Haven't you heard the news reports?
Your husband's been arrested for murder.

They say he killed his nephew.

Oh, my God.

Where were you when it happened?

When's the last
time you saw him?

Please, excuse me.

Donna.

- You must have something to say about...
- Get out of my way.



Well, you're not expecting me
to make any speeches, are you?

No, this is just so the boys can
each formally tum over their books.

I think it's a good idea...

when the principals in
any contract situation...

actually get together.

It's a very emotional
moment. I'm touched.

Besides, I wanted you
all to meet Paul Gerber.

It's his firm that will
do the official audit.

Pleasure. Mr. Ewing.

Well, here are my books.
You can start counting now.

I reckon it's gonna
take three or four days.

Oh, yes.

I was just pulling your leg, you know.
Everybody's so serious around here.

Well, it is serious.



When the audit is finished
and the winner is declared...

it'll signal the end of a
long and very bitter year.

- Yes, Janet?
- These your books, Bobby?

Yeah.

Thank you.

J.R., Bobby, Ray's
been arrested.

What?

What's he done now?

His nephew died, and they're
charging Ray with his murder.

Well, that's absurd.

Call came from
your office, Bobby.

- Thank you. Where are they holding him?
- Police and Courts building.

He'll need a lawyer.
Can you come?

I specialize in corporate
law. He'll need a criminal man.

- But you gotta know somebody, Harv.
- Yes, of course.

I'll tell you what. You
go on down there.

I'll see if I can't round
somebody up for you.

- Thanks. You coming, J.R.?
- I can't see any need for me to be there.

You're not going
down to see Ray?

- To do what?
- I'm going.

- You get that lawyer as soon as you can.
- You know I will.

Lil.

Lil, it's Donna.

What happened?

He's gone, Donna.

Michael's gone.

I know, but can you
tell me how it happened?

The Lord took him away.

Lil... did Ray do something?

Did he?

Ray's a good boy.

He loved Michael.

Yes, he did.

But did he...?

I”, I have to know.

God.

Hi.

- What are you doing here?
- I came to thank you.

Please go away. I
shouldn't be seen with you.

Look, come walk with
me. Don't worry about it.

- J.R. could be coming back.
- Don't worry about J.R.

I've got some cash here for you.

I checked that information you gave me.
It's worth every penny in this envelope.

- It looks like a terrific deal.
- I don't want your money.

Oh, well, if I were
you, little lady...

I wouldn't be so quick to
tum down so much cash.

I didn't give you that for money.
It's to help my brother get a parole.

- And I will.
- I hope so.

As soon as the time is right,
I'll get a hold of my friends.

Because they're the ones
who can push the buttons.

All right.

Of course there
is one condition.

What is it?

That you continue to do exactly
what you're doing for me now.

What if J.R. found out?

You're a bright lady. I'm sure
you can see that he doesn't.

No, I can't do this
sort of thing again.

Well, then I strongly suggest that
you take this money because I...

I really don't know what I will
be able to do for your brother.

- You promised me.
- Yes, and I will. I'll keep my promise.

Just as long as you
continue to keep yours.

- Donna.
- Hey, Bob.

Hi.

Lil, Bobby's here.

Mrs. Trotter, I'm very sorry.

Where's Ray?

I haven't seen him.

They're keeping
him in a holding cell.

I talked to Harv. He'll call a
lawyer. He should be here any time.

Thanks.

So fill me in, what happened?

The people at the hospital...

say Ray did it.

Did what, exactly?

Disconnected Mickey's
life-support system.

- Mrs. Krebbs.
- Yes.

You wanna follow me?

We can let you see
your husband now.

What did you do?

Oh, Ray.

It was wrong.

It was wrong.

I did what I had to do, Donna.

Nobody has the
right to play God.

I wasn't playing God.

Mickey just died with a little
dignity. It was important to him.

The rest is out of my hands.

Harv Smithfield has some
lawyer coming to see you.

- He ought to be have pretty soon.
- Why?

To represent you, Ray. You're gonna
need somebody to handle your case.

I don't need a lawyer. I don't
see what a lawyer can do for me.

Ray.

I did what I did.

The rest is out of my hands now.

We make a pretty
good team, you and I.

Yeah. It was touch
and go there for a while.

I didn't think we were gonna
be able to keep those two apart.

To tell the truth, neither
did I. But it all worked out.

Well, a bunch of things have
been working out for me lately.

It I was into astrology, like my secretary,
I'd say that the moon was in Ewing.

With J.R. ascending.

It does seem like the planets
are moving to your command.

Yeah, besides arranging for a
nice little divorce for Bob and Pam...

I got an oil field I wanna buy
that's about to drop in my pocket.

That half-breed Ray
Krebbs got himself arrested.

Yeah, with any luck, he'll
be in jail for 10, 15 years.

Now, my only real problem is
Sue Ellen, and that's not so bad.

I mean, we're living under
the same roof with John Ross.

You know things are looking
pretty rosy for me right now.

What are you doing?

Well, this is a celebration.
I thought we'd celebrate.

For me, the celebration is
because Bobby will now be free.

And I can go after
him in an open way.

He may be free, but
he's not here, honey.

I see that.

And you're a very
attractive man, J.R.

But you're not your brother.

And he's the one
I'm in love with.

You sound like a schoolgirl.

I just feel that
way about Bobby.

I've had a crush on him
since the first minute I saw him.

It was awkward going after
him behind Pam's back...

but I couldn't help myself.

I want him.

Well, pretty soon, you'll
have him all to yourself.

When he comes out
of that funk of his...

he'll find that I have
51 percent of Ewing Oil.

And he'll be looking for
ways to spend his free time.

What do you mean?

Aren't the two of you
going to split the company?

Katherine, don't be naive.

When have you ever known
me to give anything away?

You haven't called
off the fight, have you?

You just tricked him
into thinking you did.

That'll be our little secret.

And what if I want Bobby to have
his rightful share of Ewing Oil?

You may be lovesick, but
you're not stupid, honey.

I don't think you want
Pam 01 Bobby to find out...

how you manipulated
their divorce.

Well, I did it with your help.

Of course.

But they expect that
sort of thing from me.

Now, you're gonna be
real happy with Bobby.

Far away from here.

And I'll finally have my
daddy's company all to myself.

As it should be.

Miss Ellie hasn't
seen this yet, has she?

- No, just bought the newspaper myself.
- Good.

This is gonna be hard on her.

You bet it will. In her condition,
that's about the last thing she needs.

Well, she is
improving, isn't she?

As of five minutes
ago, she was...

but news like this could
shock her system badly.

Well, if I know her, she'll be back
to Dallas on the first available plane.

Clayton...

any way you could
keep this news from her?

I don't know. We're
still in the state of Texas.

Ewing name's gonna
be all over the media.

How about if you
took her out of Texas?

Possible, I suppose.

What if you took her some
place where nobody cares...

what a Ewing does.

Why don't I do just that?

Thanks for handling this, Harv.

It couldn't have been
comfortable for you.

Well...

no problem to handle the bail
hearing, but from here on in...

you'll need an
expert in criminal law.

Well, have you
talked to anybody?

Called all the
best ones I know...

but those that can fit it in
their schedule are leery about it.

Now, wait a minute, Harv. Ray
has the right to a good attorney.

I know that, Bobby.

And I'm not gonna
rest till I find him one.

Harv, I appreciate your coming out
and everything and all you're trying to do.

When it comes down to it, I
don't think I'll need a lawyer.

That's ridiculous. You can't
go to court without a lawyer.

What I did, I did.

If I have to pay
for it, then so be it.

Can't you talk some
sense into him?

Ray, first of all, it you
won't hire a lawyer,

the court will appoint
one to defend you.

Might as well get someone
of your own choosing.

And second of all...

you better start realizing
you're in serious trouble.

This is no drunk and disorderly.

The charge is murder. And the name
Ewing is not gonna help you one bit.

Do you follow what
he's telling you?

Yeah, I follow.

All right, we just keep trying till we
find the best man for the job, right?

Okay, come on, let's go.

Thanks, Harv.

You all right?

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Okay.

I was thinking about Ray.

Oh.

Ray Krebbs, huh?

Every time I feel you're
free of the Ewing family...

something pulls you right back.

Well, this is a little
different, don't you think?

Well, it always is.

If you went to them, what do
you suppose you'd accomplish?

I don't know.

I'd show them
that I'm with them.

I'd give them my support.

I talked to Donna and she
told me what happened...

but I didn't go to be with them.

- It's just tearing you apart?
- Of course it is.

They were my family for six
years. It's not easy to stop caring...

Nobody's asking
you to stop caring.

- To pull back now from Ray and Donna...
- If not now, when?

That's the question
I've been asking myself.

- I've been there when there's trouble.
- Before the divorce.

Well, that's hard.

Pam, you're doing
the right thing.

You've got your own
life to put in order now.

I know.

I need all the help I can get.

Hey, kiddo, I'm here
for you, don't forget it.

Thank you.

I'm glad you are.

How could you? How
could you kill him?

You had no right.
You are so cold.

With all they could
have done? Murder him?

Stop it.

- You murdered him. You murdered him.
- Stop it.

Stop it.

For God's sake, don't you know
that it's tearing him apart too?

Well, how you doing?

Mr. Ewing? Alan Murphy.

Yeah, good to connect the face
with the voice. Nice to meet you, Alan.

Yes, sir. I'm afraid you
made the trip for nothing.

I can't tell you how sorry I am.

- The trip for nothing?
- I'm afraid so. I tried to call.

Oh, I see. You haven't
got the land papers ready.

Yes, sir, I've got the land papers
ready, but somebody else signed them.

You were outbid on the deal.

Let me get this right. You sold
my leases to somebody else?

They were my leases,
and yes, I'm afraid I did.

Well...

I feel bad about bringing
you all the way here.

I called your office but
missed you by about 5 minutes.

I don't give a damn about that.

Just tell me who beat me out.

Another firm, you know.

Another firm, fine. Give
me the name, would you?

I'm sorry, Mr. Ewing...

but it's just not ethical
for me to tell you.

- We got it.
- Get what?

Hey! The Murphy deal.

- What's he talking about?
- Our first signed agreement.

Barnes-Wentworth-Graisco
is officially in business.

- I'll drink to that.
- I guess I will too.

Oh, imported all the way from
California. Must be quite a deal.

You bet your life. What's
sweeter is who I stole it from.

- You stole it.
- Yup, right from J.R. Ewing.

Oh, no, not again.

“Oh, no, " she says.
“Oh, yes," I say.

Aren't you gonna drink?

That means the Barnes-Ewing feud is
gonna heat up all over again, doesn't it?

Well, I'm not drinking to that.

You see? That's why I don't
buy expensive champagne.

Hi, Bobby.

Sue Ellen, I didn't
know you were home.

Yeah, well, my social calendar
is a little thin these days.

Yours and mine both.

- Oh, can I make you a drink?
- No, thanks.

I do make a pretty
mean club soda.

No, really, thank you.

How have you been? I
haven't seen you lately.

Oh, I'm making it through
the days and nights, I guess.

That good, huh?

- I was thinking about you last night.
- Well...

About the way you used
to be when I first met you.

J.R.'s kid brother.

You were so sweet.

Dashing and handsome.

I'm sorry to hear
I've lost all that.

Oh...

Bobby, no, you're
still quite handsome.

Oh, thank you.

Only the sweetness is gone.

And the naiveté.

I see...

a sadness in you now.

Well, Sue Ellen, life has a
tendency to change people.

And I've had more
than my share lately.

What brought all
this on, anyway?

Oh, I don't know. I...

I guess I was thinking
about John Ross...

and the day camp he's going to.

There's a camp counselor...

that's been looking
after him, Peter Richards.

Nice boy.

He's about 20, a
psychology major at SMU.

And he reminds me a lot of...

how you used to be.

There's a...

A youthful sincerity about him.

Life is important to him, Bobby.

Not business, not deals.

But life.

Well, just give him
time, Sue Ellen.

He'll change.

Maybe not.

If he doesn't look for the
things that are important to you...

then maybe he'll grow up to be
as wholesome as he is right now.

Well, that's a
real nice thought.

I just wonder if it's possible.

So... the final audit
is this week, right?

It's Friday. Why?

Who's ahead? Do you know?

J.R., I guess. It doesn't
much matter anymore.

Bobby, we both know J.R.

Don't take too much for granted.

Sue Ellen, I never
take J.R. for granted.

Ray, we got a stray
heading off on us down there.

You go back and try
cut him off there, Jack.

Clarence, get back here. Hook
around and cover Jack's comer.

You got it.

Ray.

Ray.

Ray.

- Hi.
- Howdy.

What did the doctor say?

Well, he said that your Aunt I” was
suffering from a case of severe depression.

Kind of what I figured. She hasn't
said a word since Mickey died.

Well, he also said she'll
eventually pull out of it.

I sure hope so. I've been
real worried about her.

So have I.

It's not what's bothering
me though, Ray.

I'm worried about you.

You, you just act
like nothing matters.

What mattered was Mickey and
all the pain he was going through.

It's been taken care of now.

Damn it, Ray. I'm
talking about the trial.

It's still hanging
over our heads.

What's gonna happen
is gonna happen.

There's just not much I can
do except take what's coming.

Who the hell do you
think you're talking to?

You just think you're some
drifter that just lives all alone?

Well, what do you want
me to tell you, Donna?

I want you to tell me what's
supposed to happen to us.

You and me.

You do remember that
you have a wife, don't you?

A wife who'd like to see you more than
on Sunday afternoons behind iron bars.

You listen to me.

We've been through
a lot together.

Don't you dare sit there and
tell me that it was all in vain.

I don't have any answers, honey.

Well, I got an answer for you.

I am gonna get you the
best lawyer I can find.

You're what I
wanted all my life.

You may not think your
life is worth saving...

but I sure as hell do.

I don't believe it.

Well, you better believe it.

Somebody grabbed that Murphy
land right out from underneath me.

- No, it's impossible.
- Really? Why don't you call up Mr. Murphy?

But how could anyone
even know about us?

I'd like to know that myself.

Now, wait a minute. You don't think
I told anybody about that land deal.

Rest assured I
didn't tell anybody.

Now, look, J.R. You
know I'd do no such thing.

- Do you think I'm crazy?
- I don't know you much, Slater...

but I'll tell you one thing:
somebody got that deal from me.

You and I are the only
two who know about it.

Well, I never even
mentioned it to a soul.

Well, you better help me find
out who it is. And when I do...

hey, that's gonna be the sorriest
person that ever walked the face of Texas.

So the deadline's tomorrow.

Yeah. The end of the
business day tomorrow.

And that'll end
a year of fighting.

A year and a fight that cost
a lot of people a lot of pain.

And not all of them named Ewing.

Well... wounds
heal after a while.

At least mine do.

I'm not even so
angry at J.R. anymore.

What about you, Bobby?

Can you forget what happened?

With J.R.?

With me and J.R.

Holly, what are
you really saying?

It's hard to fall out of love.

Please, Holly.

And I was just wondering if I was
gonna get another chance with you...

now that you're a free man.

Look, Holly, we can be
friends, we can help each other...

but I can't see having the kind of
relationship that you wanna have.

Tell me something.

Is it because I set
J.R. up that time?

I don't know, maybe.

Is it because I set him up or
because I slept with him to do it?

I don't know. Maybe both.

Men have such fragile egos.

If this conversation
were reversed...

and you'd done the
sleeping and the setting up...

you'd expect me
just to forget about it.

You wouldn't care how I felt.

You know something?
You might be right.

But I don't see
myself changing, Holly.

Well...

I guess that's the
end of the road then.

Not that there ever really
was a road for you and me.

Holly, I meant what I
said. We'll still befriends.

Friends?

No.

We won't.

I could never be comfortable
being just your friend.

Goodbye, Bobby.

You know what really kills me?

There's someone out there
somewhere who's gonna end up with you.

And it won't be me.

I want you to know
that I hired a decorator

simply because I
didn't trust my own taste.

That's good thinking, Cliff.

- Who's the wise guy?
- Hey, not bad.

Cliff.

This is lovely.

It's like I said.
Plus the fact...

right across the
hall from my office.

I really appreciate the
trouble you've gone to.

It was no trouble. I want this relationship
to start off on the right foot.

You'll have everything
you need for your job.

What job? I mean, you haven't even
told me what you want me to do yet.

I will. I will.

The fact is, Cliff, I'm not sure it I
really want to get involved with all this.

What? In this partnership?

She's having
second thoughts, Cliff.

Oh, no, I don't accept that.
No. What are you gonna do?

You gonna sit home and
watch Christopher grow?

- You're not that kind of lady.
- I keep very busy.

Oh, no, no, no. Just
keeping busy isn't enough.

You're too dynamic, you need to
be working, you need to be involved.

Well, I did enjoy
working at The Store.

Well, there you are.

That is exactly what you
need and we need you.

Right here, where you can use your
brains and your beauty to help the family.

- And you think I should do this too?
- Yep.

Well, there's nothing
indecisive about you.

Well, okay. Let's...

- Let's give it a try.
- Fantastic.

- That's what I wanna hear.
- All right.

What's the best time
estimate you can give me?

Really? Not till then?

All right, Thornton. I know
you're trying your best.

Believe me, nobody appreciates
it more than I do. All right.

Thank you, Thornton. Bye-bye.

Bobby.

Bad news from Canada?

Well, I guess that doesn't really
matter much anymore, does it?

No. You know
how I feel, partner.

Yeah.

I'm glad you still do.

- Listen, you want a drink?
- Sure.

Since we're both going
to Harv Smithfield's...

tor the final audit tomorrow,
why don't we drive there together?

Sure, why not?

Yeah, a drink's not a
bad idea right about now.

After all, we do have
something to celebrate.

What's that?

The end of the contest, Bob.

- Battle's over.
- Oh.

Yeah, that's right.

- To tomorrow.
- Tomorrow.

And may the warmth that we
feel for each other right now...

remain no matter what.

Come on, pull.

Pull, come on. Come
on, you can do it.

Come on, you got
them. You got them.

Yeah, that's it, go. All
right. All right, good job.

- Hi, sweetheart. You won.
- I know.

- Good job. Wasn't it fun?
- Did you have fun?

- Yeah.
- Good job. Good job.

- Hi, Caroline.
- Hi, Mrs. Ewing.

- Hi. Is he free?
- Yep.

- He's ready. Good job.
- Great.

- You ready to go home and have supper?
- No.

No? Well, I am. I'm starving.

- Caroline, where's Peter?
- Oh, he's at a staff meeting.

- Tell him goodbye for us.
- Sure.

- Okay.
- Sure.

Bye-bye.

- Come on, sweetheart.
- Bye-bye.

- See you later.
- Eye.

- Hi, Peter.
- Hi, Peter.

Hi. Hi, Mrs. Ewing.

- Hi, Peter.
- Hi, Peter.

We won the tug-of-war game.

I told you you would.

He's doing great.

Good. Well, he certainly
has taken to you.

- Well, we're getting along pretty well.
- Let's go swimming.

Well, I think your
mom wants to go home.

Not yet, Mom, please?

Well, honey, it's getting late.

Please, Mom?

Well, if it's all
right with Peter.

I don't mind.

See? Then let's go.

Come on.

Of course I can get a lawyer.
Shoot, anybody can get a lawyer.

What Ray needs is somebody
with a solid reputation.

And Smithfield can't
come up with a name?

No, Harv's talked to all the
top criminal firms around...

but they all seem to be too
tied up to do the case justice.

Come on, Donna. Smithfield's
just trying to spare your feelings.

What is that supposed to mean?

Look, this case is gonna
have a terrific tee attached to it.

The reason I know for a
good lawyer to avoid it...

- is because he's afraid he might lose.
- Lose?

Yes, a lawyer's win record is
more important to him than his fee.

And what do you think?

- Do you think we're gonna lose?
- I don't know.

You're not on very
solid legal ground here.

You're dealing with
very sensitive issues...

and the judge might react emotionally
rather than the clear legal logic.

Especially since the whole thing's
gonna be swimming in a sea of publicity.

Right. That's another
reason for a lawyer...

to try and duck it if he
thinks he's gonna lose.

How do you feel?

It's very iffy.

Look, I've checked you out.

I know you have
a good reputation.

Aha, so we're down to me, huh?

The best of what's left?

No, I'm serious. Ray
needs somebody.

Will you take the case?

All right.

You start putting
together some details,

everything that
happened, what led up to it.

I'll go through it and if I
think we have half a chance...

I'll represent your husband.

Thank you.

- I'll call you in a day or so.
- All right.

Well, boys... it's
been a tough fight.

It certainly has.

The audit is finally completed.

We'll bring the results in a few
minutes. Before we do, though...

Punk has something to read.

You got another
appointment, Bob?

Boys, what I'm
about to read you...

is a letter that your daddy wrote
last year down in South America...

just a short time after he
added the codicil to his will.

Now, this letter came
to Harv a year ago

and he gave it to me
with the instruction...

not to open it until the
contest year had finished...

and the winner was
about to be announced.

That letter's being opened
new for the very first time.

No one present
knows what Jock wrote.

It's in Jock's own handwriting.

And...

it's addressed to me.

“Punk...

after I wrote the
codicil to my will...

I had one other thought that I
wanted to set down here on paper.

If you're smart
enough to outlive me...

you're gonna be
administrator of my will.

So I'd appreciate it if
you'd read this to the boys.

Bobby, J.R...

by the time you
hear these words...

a year will have
passed since I died.

Now, I know you two never
had been able to work together...

but in throwing you against
each other, as I decided to do...

I will have been
able to prove a point.

I'm convinced that the tight for Ewing Oil
will bring out the best in both of you...

and that when you add up
your two halves of the company...

you'll find that together
you'll have taken Ewing Oil...

to the heights of
success and profitability.

Boys, if nothing else, this
battle should teach you...

to respect one another as
businessmen and as adversaries.

I don't care which of you ends
up with the higher profit number.

I truly don't.

My deepest wish is that,
at the end of this year...

you two will have learned...

that you're far better
0” together than apart...

and it you just took the same
energy you used to fight each other...

and went to work side by
side, there'd be no limit...

to what you'd be able to
accomplish in the future.

Sons, that was the
purpose of your contest.

Not to make one of you a
winner and another a loser.

It was to make you look
at each other as family.

I know that's what your mom would
want, and that's what I want too.

J.R., Bobby, do it without me.

For your mama's sake and mine.

Put your arms around each other
and work that company like brothers.“

Harv...

that's not a legal
document, is it?

Well, it has no binding
effect, if that's what you mean.

However, it is an express
wish on your daddy's pan...

which I, for one,
hope you respect.

Amen.

Oh, yes. Yes, of
course, that's fine.

It's my feeling, though, that...

After all the trouble that
this battle has caused...

shouldn't we at least
find out who won?

How do you feel about that, Bob?

Whatever you say, J.R.

The auditor's in the outer
office. I'll have him sent in.

John Ross, where
are your clothes?

In the clubhouse.

Well, go get them and I'll
meet you in the car, okay?

- Peter.
- Hurry up, slowpoke.

Don't keep your
mom waiting like that.

Peter, I can't tell you how grateful I am
for everything you've done for John Ross.

- Just doing my job.
- Yeah.

- You certainly do it well.
- Oh, thanks.

You all do. The staff, the counselors,
everybody's been wonderful.

He's been so much happier
since he's been coming here.

Yeah, well, we do have fun.

I was just trying to think of a way to
thank everyone for being so kind and...

Well, I thought about giving
a little party at my home.

Mrs. Ewing, you don't
have to do anything like that.

Peter, I know I don't have to.

But if I were to give such
a party, would y'all come?

Why, sure.

I'll talk to the others, but...

Sure, it'd be terrific.

Good.

I'll go hurry him up.

How you feeling, Aunt Lil?

Aunt Lil, I need to talk
to you about something.

It's kind of important.
It's been on my mind.

I hate bringing
this up right now.

Well, it's about
Mickey's funeral.

We're gonna have to do
something about burying Mickey.

I had a thought on that.

Seeing how...

Mickey loved it so much here
on Southfork this past year...

I was wondering, Aunt Lil...

if maybe he would have
liked it if we buried him here.

There's this comer...

up above the meadow
underneath this big old oak tree.

He used to go up there whenever
he wanted to be by himself.

I just keep thinking how
much he might have liked it...

if we laid him to rest up there.

Are you hearing me, Aunt Lil?

I hope so.

I talked to Donna
about this this morning.

She seemed to think it
was probably a good idea.

I know how you wanted to take
him back to Kansas with you.

I understand whatever you
wanna do about this, of course.

It'd sure mean something to me.

You just think it over.

You let me know.

All right, that takes care of the
breakdown, section by section.

Now, let's hear the totals.

All right, these tallies are accurate
to the close of business yesterday.

Mr. Bobby Ewing has improved
the assets he was initially given...

by the sum of $24,160,000.

Well, that's a pretty
good year's work, Bobby.

And Mr. J.R. Ewing.

J.R. Ewing has improved
the assets he was given...

by the sum of $40,220,000.

Well, now, that's a fair margin.

J.R.'s clearly the winner.

- Yes. Congratulations, J.R.
- Thank you, Harv, thank you.

Now, boys, what
about this letter?

It pleases me to say that
even before they knew about it...

they already agreed
to split the company...

no matter who won the contest.

That's what Bobby said, and
then J.R. confirmed that yesterday.

Right, J.R.?

Yes, there's some truth in the idea
that we were gonna share the company.

- J.R...
- But that was in the aftermath...

of what happened at Southfork.

It's very special circumstances.

Both Bobby and I were, oh.
Highly emotional at the time.

What is it? I told you I
didn't wanna be interrupted.

There's a gentleman here who
says it's urgent he talk to Bobby.

Would you ask him
to come in, Harv?

- Could that wait, Bob?
- No, it can't, J.R.

- Thornton.
- I got here as fast as I could.

You had me a little worried.

Everybody, meet
Thornton McLeish.

He's my partner in those
Canadian frozen fields...

that I was involved with.

- Mr. McLeish.
- Howdy.

- Mr. McLeish.
- Hello.

I asked Thornton to come
down here because I...

Well, Thornton, why don't
you explain it to them?

When Bobby invested with us, we
were sure our fields would come in.

And come in big. What we
couldn't tell was when they'd come in.

That was crucial to Bobby because
of this contest with his brother.

Hello, J.R.

Things looked pretty
grim there for a while...

but Bobby not
only stuck it out...

he was instrumental in
persuading another company...

Barnes-Wentworth...

to provide us with a special drill
that would solve problems we had.

I assume there's
a point to this.

Oh, I'm sorry,
J.R. I'll cut it short.

I just wanna give
Bobby his check...

for $26 million.

Twenty-six million.

It's his share of the
profits from the fields.

The drill bit worked.

The test well came in gushing
and we just sold out to the majors.

That was the original deal.

Well, this means that
you win the contest, Bobby.

The hell it does.
The contest is over.

The winner's been declared.

Harv, correct me if I'm wrong...

but the contest doesn't officially
close until the end of business today.

That's right.

So I still have time to enter
this check into my books.

Mr. Gerber.

Congratulations, Bobby.
- Good work, Bobby. Good work.

Well, I'll be damned.

I've never been a sore loser.

Congratulations
on your win, Bobby.

Not that it makes any difference. We
had decided to be partners, right, huh?

Punk, if you don't mind, I'd
like to keep Daddy's letter.

You betcha.

You've never gone
back on a deal.

We're partners, right?
The way Daddy wanted.

Jock would be proud of you.

Yeah, J.R. It's gonna
be just like Daddy wanted.

Good boy.

Good, good, that's just fine.

Now, Harv, so there's no
loose threads hanging around...

draw up some papers, make this
legal. We'll be in tomorrow to sign them.

Get rid of the old business
and on with the new.

Now, Bob, like I said...

just the way Daddy
wanted, you and me together.

Brothers.