I never know if it's me or the secrets we share...
...that makes me so appealing to you.
Now, she talks to Barnes, we're in trouble.
She's gotta have proof.
You've got something to sell. I'm always ready to buy.
- I don't think you have the price. - J.R. hasn't hurt you badly enough.
No, what I had in mind was putting your friendship with Cliff Barnes to good use.
You don't want me to sleep with Cliff, do you?
It could mean a lot of money to you.
Three days down here, and what do we get? We get rain, sleet, sun.
I tell you, this Gulf weather's enough to drive you crazy.
Well, darling, one thing you don't have is power over the weather.
- I use my powers in other ways. - Yes, I've noticed. I'm constantly amazed.
Never underestimate your charms, my sweet.
Thank you, darling.
I never know if it's me or the secrets we share...
...that makes me so appealing to you.
Thank you.
Honey, does it ever bother you that I betrayed you once with Cliff Barnes?
Now I'm hungry. What do you want for lunch?
Now, J.R., we never talk about it.
I could've given him the whole red file instead of tidbits on payoffs to Center Oil.
That's water under the bridge, or over the dam, or however the saying goes.
I gotta know how you feel about me.
Well, I like that. I cancel every appointment I got in Dallas...
...we're supposed to be out inspecting the Ewing Oil platforms.
Now I ask you, what have we been inspecting?
I'm sorry. I don't mean to make demands. I'm having a wonderful time.
- But? - But sometimes I want to know...
...what you're feeling. I want to know what you're thinking.
All right.
That affair with Cliff Barnes.
Now, how does he rate on a scale of 1 to 10?
To Cliff Barnes, the new chief of the Office of Land Management.
The right man for the right job.
Thank you, Mr. Maxwell.
I'll drink to that.
So, Mr. Maxwell...
...you have no instructions for me?
No pressing projects for me to schedule for immediate rezoning?
You have a sense of humor, Mr. Barnes. I like that.
Well, if I didn't, I'd be toasting with hemlock instead of champagne...
...after having just sold my soul to the devil.
Oh, come on, now, Mr. Barnes...
...it's not as bad as all that.
You have a power now...
...and the opportunity to make a certain independent oil man very uncomfortable.
I may ask certain favors now and then...
...but you're free to leave at any time, travel your own road.
My own road into obscurity?
No, I have a job to do.
I intend to use the full power of this office...
...to bury J.R. Ewing.
- Hello? - Sue Ellen. Good morning.
I thought we weren't gonna play these silly little games anymore.
Right, we're not. I need to speak to Pam.
I'll see if she's here.
- Well, so have I. - But they don't come on a stick.
- Pamela, your brother's on the phone. - Oh, thank you.
- Morning, Sue Ellen. - Good morning.
- What are your plans? - I'm driving over to Fort Worth.
I understand they got some prime Brahma stock up for sale today.
You going with Ray or Bobby?
No, they went to the office early this morning.
Bobby's drawing up some plans for Ray's house.
Why don't you come with me, Miss Ellie?
I'd love to. It's been a long time since I've been to a cattle auction.
I don't know that I want to spend an evening with you, Cliff.
Now, wait a minute. Come on, Pam.
So you found out that your brother isn't a knight in shining armor...
... but I'm the only brother you've got. I've got to celebrate with someone.
Well, I'm really disappointed in you, to find out how low you can sink.
Pam, I'm a man, it happens.
I tell you what. I'll buy dinner, and you can even bring your husband...
...what's-his-name, along.
Okay, I'll talk to Bobby, and I'll call you later.
Bye.
Ray, those are just basic floor plans. You don 't have to pick one.
I'm just trying to find out the kind of house you're looking for, that's all.
Bobby, can I be honest with you for a minute?
Well, yeah, I hope so.
I sort of lost interest in the whole idea of building a house out there.
Well, how come?
Living alone just don't appeal to me anymore.
You're talking about what happened with Garnet.
Yeah.
I keep thinking of seeing her in bed with J.R.
I tell you, it makes my blood run cold.
The man's messing around with too many peoples' lives, you know.
One of these days, it's all gonna catch up to him.
You know, Ray, that wasn't entirely J.R.'s fault.
Now, he didn't exactly hold a gun to her head, did he?
No, he didn't.
- It's more than that, though, Bobby. - Like what?
You remember when Jock and I found that oil well of his tampered with?
Sure.
Well, J.R. comes there right afterwards...
...and he orders me to keep my nose out of it.
Daddy asked him to look into that.
He's always trying to find a way to impress him.
Well, I've been doing a little detective work on my own.
So far, I'm pretty sure that there was an oil crew working on the Southfork.
Does my daddy know about this?
I've been trying to get some hard facts before I went to him.
What have you got besides your suspicions?
Name of a roughneck that was on the crew. Charlie Waters.
Waters.
You figure this is all gonna tie into J.R. somehow.
That's what I think.
But I gotta find this guy Waters first.
Want some help?
I appreciate that, Bobby.
I'll let you know.
Mr. Barnes, you told me to check into those figures on oil production.
Isn't that jurisdiction of the Texas Railroad Commission?
Yeah. But different agencies control different things now.
The Office of the Land Management is gonna coordinate all these activities:
The drilling permits, the slum clearances, and all that sort of thing.
And then we're gonna decide.
We're gonna decide which projects get top priority...
...and which ones get scrapped altogether.
Don't you expect some static from the independent oil companies?
I expect that they're gonna be as interested...
...in the future of this state as we are.
What about Ewing Oil?
Now, what makes you ask about Ewing Oil specifically?
They practically stole the state senate election from you.
My, my, my.
You think that I would let my personal feelings control the way I run this office?
I would if I were you.
All right.
Then you pretend you're me.
And use the considerable powers of this bureau...
...to compile a dossier on Ewing Oil.
And when you're finished, bring it to me.
I think I'm gonna rent a helicopter tomorrow.
You ever been up in a helicopter?
It's mighty rocky. What do you need a helicopter for?
I think I'd just go out and check on some of our offshore platforms, that's all.
You said no business, J.R.
That's not business, honey, that's fun.
Sure, okay.
I'm surprised I could keep you away from business this long.
You know, you're the first woman who's ever had the power to do that.
- Yeah? - Mr. Ewing?
- Yeah, who's this? - O 'Neill.
You told me to call if I thought it was important.
O'Neill? Yeah, yeah. Well, what is it?
Big investigation into Ewing Oil.
That figures. Who's in charge?
- I am. - Well!
Well, that's just wonderful, isn't it?
You keep visiting that post office box of yours real regularly-like.
You might find a nice surprise in your envelope.
Why, thank you, sir.
Listen. I'm gonna be leaving for Dallas tonight.
Meet me in my office first thing tomorrow morning.
- All right. - Okay.
There goes our helicopter trip.
Yeah, it's just a little change of plans.
Your friend, Cliff Barnes, making waves again.
- Hi. - Hi.
I was gonna wait five minutes and open the champagne...
...celebrate my appointment by myself. - Sorry.
The furs were late from Copenhagen and the store...
...has an ad in tomorrow's paper, so I had to make sure they got to the floor in time.
Seriously, I didn't think you were gonna show up.
Well, I said I would.
Yeah, okay, but you're not happy about being here.
I'm not happy about your affair with Sue Ellen.
That's over.
I don't know how you ever got involved with her to begin with.
Pam, it's over.
- Bobby gonna make it? - He should have been here already.
He doesn't know anything about it, does he?
- No. - Thank you. I appreciate that.
- Hello. - Hello.
Well, a Ewing sitting down to eat with a Barnes.
There goes another old Texas family feud right in the dumper.
No, it's just a truce. Time out of war.
I expect to investigate the Ewings quite thoroughly with my newfound power.
Hope your hands are clean, Bobby.
- Want to open the bubbly for us, please? - Can I take a look at it first?
Oh, good, Cliff. Made in Juárez on Tuesday.
Listen, when you accepted my invitation, I decided to go to absolutely no expense.
Well, I anticipated that, and so I brought my own.
There you go, my dear. There you go, darling.
Something for me. Here's looking at you.
Just put them down anyplace. Thank you.
Hold the cab for me. I'll be right down.
Won't you stay for a nightcap?
No, no, honey, it's late. I got a lot of work to do tomorrow.
- It was beautiful. - It was.
J.R., you are so worried about what I know...
...you had my apartment searched.
You'll never find it...
...because you don't know where to look.
Howdy. Give me a beer, please.
I hear a roughneck, name of Charlie Waters...
...hangs out here sometimes.
- Right behind you. - Waters.
What's with you, cowboy? Don't you know when to quit?
I just wanna ask you a couple questions.
Well, we'll answer those questions outside.
Well, just answer one of them.
I'll go, no problem. I'm going, man.
Well, you were awfully quiet at dinner tonight.
Well, you and Cliff got along.
I seemed to hit it off better with him than you. What's wrong?
- Nothing. - Spent all night talking to me...
...you two hardly talked. - I didn't notice.
Bobby, can I talk to you for a minute alone?
Yeah. Honey, go on upstairs. I'll meet you in a minute.
What the hell happened to you?
That lead I told you about...
...well, I had a little meeting with Charlie Waters and a couple of his friends.
That must have been some little meeting.
Look, Bobby, I'm convinced now.
Waters never would have jumped me...
...unless he knew what was going on out there.
Now, someone is trying to keep this quiet.
Obviously. Come on, I'm gonna get you to a doctor.
Look, I'm all right. I'm just a little bruised.
Okay.
Look, let's not tell Daddy about this, all right?
Just keep it secret till we get a handle on it.
Don't know how you'll explain that face when he and Mama come back.
Lot of ways to get hurt on a ranch. I'll think of something.
Okay. Stop trying to be a Barnaby Jones, all right?
I'll make a couple of phone calls, see if I can find out something.
- Okay. - You hit the rack, take care of yourself.
Thanks.
You sure must have a cast-iron stomach.
Hey, Julie.
- When did you get back to town? - A couple weeks ago.
You must know that I am now a power in Dallas.
Can't be much of a power. Look where you eat.
Oh, no. I like to eat among the people.
For a politician, you sure take rotten care of your most valuable possession.
- What? - Your mouth.
Very funny.
Is this a coincidence that we meet, or are you doing undercover work for J.R.?
Whoops. Bad choice of words.
I assume you've resumed your relationship with Texas' answer to Michael Corleone?
- He's not that bad, Cliff. - Are you his emissary?
No, I'm early for a job interview across the street.
You're not working for Ewing Oil?
- No. - See, I don't understand that.
I do not understand why J.R. doesn't give you a vice presidency...
...with a large yearly bonus.
Why do you think I'm worth that?
Because you're gorgeous.
Very sexy.
It might be worth a vice presidency, but it's not enough for a bonus.
Plus, you know where every one of J.R.'s skeletons is buried.
That might be worth a bonus.
You've got something to sell. I'm always ready to buy.
I don't think you have the price.
It would take more than I got from you the last time.
Oh. Well...
No, I sold out very cheaply last time, Cliff.
I think my lovemaking has been put down.
No. No, just putting things in perspective.
You know what this means, Julie?
J.R. hasn't hurt you badly enough this time.
Cliff, order me one of those, huh? I'm talking too much.
Waters. What's this all about?
Well, I thought you better hear this from me first.
Me and that cowboy, Krebbs, we had a little scene last night.
You're supposed to be in Midland. Why are you in Dallas?
Well, I got this girl...
I pay you enough for six girls.
- I'm sorry, Mr. Ewing... - What did you tell Krebbs?
Nothing. We just messed him up a little bit.
Well, that's wonderful.
You got a passport?
- I don't wanna leave the country. - I don't care what you want.
You're gonna get yourself an airline ticket.
You call and let me know where you are, understand?
I hope you do.
- Jock, that was fun. - Glad you came along.
Get the bags out of the trunk, will you?
Funny thing. I had forgotten just how much you know about cattle.
Another couple years, and you'll think you founded Southfork all by yourself.
I told her to go home.
That tutor was highly recommended. We were lucky to get her.
Wait a minute. What's going on here?
I hired a marvelous woman to help Lucy with government studies.
"Marvelous woman"? She was about 100 years old!
And she spoke with a whistle! She drove me bananas.
She's also very bright, and not a day older than I am.
- Probably. - I'll help you, Lucy.
Let me change first.
Hello?
Alex, yes, I did. Thank you for calling back.
You know a roughneck named Charlie Waters?
You do? Well, good. Where can I find him?
In Mexico?
No, no, but thanks for calling back. Goodbye.
Bobby.
- Well, Daddy, how was the auction? - We bought some good stock.
Why are you looking for a roughneck?
A friend of mine is putting together a crew. I told him I'd give him a hand.
Seems you have enough to do, with the ranch and construction business.
Just a couple phone calls, no problem.
Well, Charlie Waters is a problem.
- How so? - I fired him off a job five years ago.
Stole a truckload of tools.
I'll tell my friend. Thank you.
You do that.
- Connie. - Good afternoon, Mr. Ewing.
- Any calls for me while I was out? - Seth Stone from the Panhandle drill site.
- Sounded real excited. - How long ago?
About a half-hour ago.
Mr. Ames and Mr. Garr are in your office.
- Great. Get Seth on the phone for me. - Okay.
- Well, boys, make yourselves at home. - Well, J.R.
J.R., we're getting just a little bit tired of being summoned here like office boys.
Now, you know we carry a lot of weight in the cartel, J.R.
We stop voting with you, Ewing Oil loses its power in Austin, in Washington...
Then you're just another independent, like a hundred other oil companies.
Something eating you boys? What's this about?
- Yeah. - Well, I got a little beef too.
You know that oil reserve test you insisted on, Daddy's old oil well at Southfork?
Oh, J.R., that's over and done with. We know there's a lot of oil there.
We'll get it, eventually.
Will you? I told you there was oil there. You wouldn't take my word for it.
Now I've had to get one of your crew out of the country...
...because he couldn't shut up.
Now, you know we'd have taken care of him.
I asked you to. You didn't do it.
There's a bigger problem than a roughneck.
Is that right? Well, then, I'd like to know what it is.
Yes?
Put him on.
Hello, Seth. What's the good news?
Is that right? How much?
Well, that ought to put a little meat on the table, shouldn't it?
Thank the boys for me.
I'll be in touch.
The Panhandle oil well came in. A gusher.
Ten thousand barrels a day.
Oh, Lord.
- You did it again, J.R. - Yeah, I did, didn't I?
Now, you were saying something about not voting with me in the oil cartel.
- What was that all about? - Oh, forget it, J.R.
You know how worried I was about that Panhandle field.
Something else was on your mind. What was that?
Yeah, well, maybe it's nothing, J.R.
But your ex-secretary, Julie Grey? I saw her having lunch with Cliff Barnes.
- Is that a fact? - She knows about every deal...
...every payoff we ever made, J.R.
Now, she talks to Barnes, we're in trouble.
Talk means nothing. She's gotta have proof.
She's got no proof.
If you say so, J.R.
- I say so. - Good enough for us.
- Have a nice day, gentlemen. - Thank you, honey.
- Well, what do you think? - Talking about Julie Grey.
Can we take J.R.'s word she won't talk to Barnes?
- She did before. - Yeah.
J.R.'s always been blind where Julie's concerned.
Soon as I get back to the office, I'll call Dan Marsh...
...have him put a tail on her.
You sure have a lot of confidence, coming up here without calling.
Were you expecting somebody?
I do have a life when you're not around, you know?
Yes, I know that.
I don't mind you having a boyfriend, so long as you leave a little time for me.
You know you're the only one, J.R. You always have been.
- What about Cliff Barnes? - That was a long time ago.
I was angry at you.
I understand you had lunch with him today.
You heard about that already?
Very little goes on in Dallas without me hearing about it.
- I'm aware of that. More than anyone. - Yeah, I guess you are.
You had this apartment searched while we were away, didn't you?
- Did I? - Who else?
Cliff Barnes?
Not his style.
What is his style?
You're lousy, you know that? You're really lousy.
What's he like?
You know, I'm thinking of putting you back on the payroll.
Honey, I don't want to go back to the office to work.
No, no. No, you don't understand.
You don't have to go back to the office to work.
Darling, I don't want you to keep me.
I mean, I want us to be together because we're together.
All right. Yeah, we can work that out.
No, what I had in mind was putting your friendship with Cliff Barnes to good use.
See, he's gonna take all this new power he's got...
...and try to cripple Ewing Oil. We can't have that.
Well, J.R., even if I agree to do that...
...Cliff's not gonna tell me anything.
Well, you might pick up a little pillow talk.
Pillow talk?
I've known men to give away state secrets in the height of passion.
You don't want me to sleep with Cliff, do you?
I'm not the jealous type. I'm not cheap, either.
You think about it, though.
Could mean a lot of money to you.
Yeah, Dan, what do you got?
Just a routine check, Mr. Ewing.
And just that call to his sister I told you about.
Call to the laundry, and he sent out for Chinese food for one.
Last of the big spenders, huh?
How about Sue Ellen? Any calls from her?
No. How long you want me to keep this going?
Twenty-four hours a day till I tell you.
- Okay. - Talk to you later.
Well, the clan gathered for dinner?
Yes, they are. I wanna talk to you first.
Sounds serious. What's the matter?
You tell me. You know that old oil well of Daddy's...
...that he found tampered with on section 40?
- Yeah. - Well, he asked you to look into it.
I wanna know what you found out.
Bobby, I've been busy. I wasn't planning on telling anybody until dinnertime...
...but seeing you've redeveloped your interest in oil, might as well tell you now.
We hit a gusher up in the Panhandle.
- Big one, Bob. - Congratulations.
And the last few days I've been inspecting our Gulf holdings...
...and I'm happy to say that everything is functioning normally, with a profit.
We were talking about Daddy's old oil well.
On Southfork, remember? Where nobody's supposed to drill for oil.
No, I wasn't talking about it. You were talking about it.
Daddy likes to eat on time. Let's go.
There was an oil crew on Southfork, J.R.
And Ray turned up a name, Charlie Waters. That mean anything to you?
Waters. No.
You told Ray to keep his nose out of it. He didn't.
Waters and a few of his friends damn near beat him to death...
...and now I find out Waters has taken a trip to Mexico.
And I wanna know what the hell's going on.
Are you gonna punch me out?
- No, I'm not. - Good.
You're younger and stronger than I am, and I don't wanna eat with our mother...
...with a split lip. Let's eat.
This is Cliff Barnes. I'm out right now.
Leave your name and number after the tone and I'll get back to you.
Hello, Cliff? This is Julie.
You're right, I do know where the skeletons are buried.
I've been hurt enough, and I'm ready to sell.
All we have to talk about is price.
- Yeah? - I just picked up something unexpectedly...
...on Julie Grey. - Okay, Marsh. What is it?
Let me play something for you, Mr. Ames.
This is Peters. Nothing important, Cliff.
I'll talk to you in the morning.
Hello, Cliff? This is Julie.
You're right, I do know where the skeletons are buried.
I've been hurt enough, and I'm ready to sell.
All we have to talk about is the price.
- Hi, Julie. - Mr. Ames.
- Well, this is a surprise. - Can I come in?
Yes, I guess so.
Julie...
...I know you just got back to Dallas and all...
...but I'm afraid it's time for you to move on again.
I see.
- Did J.R. send you? - Oh, no.
No, but I'm sure he'll agree once he finds you're trying to make a deal with Barnes.
You had my phone tapped, didn't you?
Julie, when you were J.R.'s secretary, you knew about all our deals.
Now, we can't allow you to sell out to Barnes.
That wouldn't be smart, now, would it?
Look, you don't understand, Mr. Ames.
There's a lot that went down this afternoon.
I understand.
I understand you got five minutes to pack.
You don't have anything to worry about.
Time's running out, Julie.
Now, you get packing.
Leave the door open.
Hey, Julie.
Julie?
Come on, Jeb, hurry up.
You're sure she came all the way to the top?
- Yeah, I'm sure. - Look around.
Julie?
You home?
Hey, Julie.
- Now, don't be a damn fool. - Let go of me!
- Now, quiet down! - You're gonna kill me, aren't you?
- Aren't you? - Let's go. Come on.
Aren't you?
- Morning, everybody. - Good morning, Daddy.
I heard, Mama, that you were an invaluable asset...
...to that auction the other day.
Your mama's the best judge of beef on the hoof...
...than any ranchers I've ever seen.
Maybe you ought to hire her on full-time, Dad.
I might just take him up on that.
Can I work on the ranch instead of going to college?
- Are you having trouble in government? - Yeah.
- Jock, what's the matter? - Julie Grey.
- She's dead. - J.R.'s old secretary?
- My God, what happened? - They don't know.
Murder or suicide.
- Can I see that, Daddy? - Sure.
She had no reason to kill herself.
I just don't understand it.
- Excuse me. - J.R.?
Is there anything I can do, J.R.?
I know how much she meant to you.
Leave me alone for a minute, Bobby.
- Yeah? - Mr. Cliff Barnes?
- Right. - I'm Lieutenant Sutton.
This is Sergeant McSween.
Okay. What can I do for you?
We'd like you to come over to the station.
Maybe answer a few questions.
Answer a few questions about what?
- You don't know? - No.
Listen to the news this morning?
No.
Julie Grey is dead.
You were seen at her apartment last night.
We'd like to talk to you.
- Am I under arrest? - No.
Okay. Come on in.
Because I gotta get my jacket or get my coat on... A tie. I'll be there.
And I'm ready to sell.
All we have to talk about is price.
You say they've picked up Cliff Barnes?
Just for questioning.
Yeah, he killed her, all right.
Maybe she had something on him.
Maybe she had something on me, and he went there to pick it up...
...and she changed her mind. He has a terrible temper.
- Yeah, he killed her. - We can't use the tape.
- It's illegal, Mr. Ewing. - I know it.
That's all I need right now. Thank you, Dan.
I'll be in touch.
- McSween. - Hello, Harry. It's J.R. Ewing.
Hi, Mr. Ewing. What can I do for you?
I understand you arrested Cliff Barnes.
Well, no, not yet.
He's just in for questioning.
Did you know he has a telephone answering machine in his apartment?
- Is that a fact? - Oh, absolutely.
Too cheap to get a service. Personally, I can't stand those machines.
You know, you never can tell who's gonna leave a message on it.
You know, it sure is a comfort to know...
...we have public-spirited citizens around like you, Mr. Ewing.
Yeah.
Have a nice day, Harry.
You're right, I do know where the skeletons are buried.
I've been hurt enough, and I'm ready to sell.
All we have to talk about is price.
Bring in Barnes.
We're gonna play this for you, Mr. Barnes.
- Then we're going to read you your rights. - Okay.
Then we're going to arrest you for the murder of Julie Grey.
Hi. How could this happen?
Don't know.
I keep thinking I'll wake up and discover this is the worst nightmare of my life.
- Daddy... He doesn't know, does he? - I don't think so.
He's on a job in California. Aunt Maggie's not feeling well.
- She won't call him. - Thank God he doesn't listen to the news.
Cliff, why'd they pick you up?
Well, I was in Julie's apartment that night.
She called me. My fingerprints were all over the place.
- But that doesn't mean you murdered her. - No, no. Of course not.
I thought they were gonna let me go.
And then one of the detectives got a phone call.
The next thing I knew, they had my phone answering machine.
What Julie had to say on the recording was pretty incriminating.
Looked like blackmail.
What did she mean?
No, she was gonna give me evidence to nail J.R.
Well, how did the police get the message?
- Phone tap. - Who would do that?
The oldest Ewing heir. Your brother-in-law.
- J.R. - Are you sure of that, Cliff?
Oh, yeah. Tapped my phone.
Wanted to know if I was talking to Sue Ellen.
I'm sorry, Cliff.
I don't understand why you didn't go with Pam.
I couldn't, Mama.
She heard the news, she just went cold.
I couldn't even talk to her.
Well, must come as quite a shock, finding out your brother's a murderer.
Charged with murder, J.R., not a murderer. There's a difference.
Won't be after the trial.
Pammy.
- Honey, how's Cliff? - Why don't you ask your brother?
J.R.? What are you talking about?
He's the reason Cliff's in jail.
He's in jail because he killed somebody.
That's not true, and you damn well know it, J.R.!
I can understand you being upset, I can.
- You framed him. - Framed him?
- You had his phone tapped. - Now, that's a very serious accusation.
- Did you, J.R.? - Tapping a phone's a crime, Bob.
That's not much of a denial. What were you afraid Cliff would find?
He's afraid Cliff's gonna find out...
...that the Ewing empire is built on deceit and downright theft.
Now, that's enough of that, Pam.
And he'd rather see Cliff dead than have the world find out...
...how really rotten the Ewings are.
Running away's not gonna help.
Maybe not, but it's what I need right now.
First my daddy, and now Cliff!
Well, I don't know if I can be married to a Ewing!
If Cliff is convicted, l...
- I don't know how. - You can't let all this affect us, Pamela.
What I need now is some time alone.
Please let me have that, Bobby.
Well, that's no loss.
What kind of a man are you, anyway?
Cliff could go to jail, maybe even the death penalty.
Well, he deserves it. He's guilty.
You don't believe that.
It's all because you didn't want me and he did.
Well, you believe what you want, Sue Ellen.
Come on, get it together. Daddy likes to have dinner on time.
And I don't think it's proper that the mother of my unborn son...
...should go all teary-eyed over a stranger she hardly knew.
A murderer.
Next on Dallas, the conclusion of this week's story.
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