Hey, Bobby.
Pam. You remember Julie.
Hi.
- Hello, Julie. - Hello.
- This is stupid. Daddy won't mess around. - Daddy's only human.
His wife treats him like a child.
His children treat him like an invalid.
I treat him like a man.
Oh, I bet you do.
- Butt out! Leave him alone! - Not on your life.
- Hey! - Bobby!
It's you who always insists the family be together at dinner.
Now I'm insisting.
I got other plans.
Hello, Victor. This is Julie Grey. Remember me?
Julie Grey, of course. Where are you?
I'm back in Dallas and loving it.
Well, come on in and see us. We missed you.
- Let me buy you a drink. - Oh, I'd love that.
- Listen, Victor, I need a favor. - Just name it.
I want to see Jock Ewing.
Could you let me know the next time he calls for a reservation?
Well, he doesn't come in as often as he used to.
That's okay. I'll give you my number.
It's 555-6144.
Just call me anytime.
Sure, Julie, but don't expect to hear from me for a while.
That's okay. Listen, thanks, and I'll take you up on that drink in a few days.
- Bye-bye. - Bye.
- Darling, I think you're getting real good. - Not enough to handle Millicent Lawson.
Considering you didn't have the advantage of a rich kid's upbringing, you're terrific.
- I was talking about my tennis game. - So am I.
- Morning, Daddy. - Morning.
- Where are you two going? - The Lawsons'.
We're playing tennis this morning.
Bobby, I thought we was gonna round up those strays in the north pasture today.
- I took care of that this morning, early. - Why didn't you get me up?
Are you kidding? Mom would skin me alive I wake you up early on a Sunday morning.
That woman is doing her damnedest to keep me alive, that's for sure.
Oh, when are we gonna move the herd over to that new grazing land?
- Ray'll take care of it first thing tomorrow. - Well...
Would you stop worrying? I have things under control here.
All right. Have a good game.
I'm happy sitting here all day if you are.
We are powerful.
As a bastion of society maybe, but I'm talking politics.
The Daughters of the Alamo have always been non-political.
That's not quite true, Sue Ellen.
We often use the organization to support our husbands' positions.
Exactly. But what about our positions? Our opinions?
Miss Ellie, surely you're not suggesting that...
- Oh, hello, Jock. - Excuse me, ladies.
- Jock. - Hello, Jock. You want something?
Oh, I just thought I'd have a drink.
Just a soda, Jock.
Well, what are you ladies up to this time?
- Another charity-do? - We're plotting the revolution.
Do your husbands know that?
They're too busy to care.
J.R. and Seth are locked up in a meeting in Dallas.
Imagine that, on a Sunday.
Must be those wells down in the Panhandle.
Sometimes I wonder if they know what they're doing.
Oh, Jock, those boys are older than you were when you started Ewing Oil.
You look tired.
Why don't you lie down for a while, and I'll call you when dinner's ready.
Oh, I don't think so, Miss Ellie. Ladies.
- Jock. - Nice seeing you again.
Come on, Lucy.
I told you I haven't decided yet.
Besides, that dance is a long ways off.
It's not that far away.
And I don't want you to go with anybody else.
That's all you get.
Lucy.
That thing's gonna kill somebody.
- We ought to get it out the way. - Granddaddy.
- You shouldn't lift that thing, okay? - Let me move it for you, sir.
- You have to admit... - She seemed to be nice too...
Where did she get those ideas?
You should hear our class adviser. She said we could rule the world.
How about we play a couple sets later this week?
- That's good. - Must be pretty good to be so cocky.
- Make it raquetball and you're on. - You got it.
No salt, Jock. You know what the doctor said.
This food's got no taste, Miss Ellie.
Jock, don't be difficult.
- What happened in the office today, J.R.? - Sir?
Did you and Seth Stone have any problems?
Oh, it's nothing to get concerned about, Dad.
Some of the wells up in the Panhandle are choked up...
...with limestone or such. I don't know.
Yeah? What are you gonna do about it?
Well, I got a meeting with him tomorrow.
And he's got some pretty good ideas on how to deal with the problem.
Well, I just...
...might drop in on that.
Well, there's no sense in making a special trip. I got a handle on it.
- I've got to see Harv Smithfield, anyway. - Oh, yeah? About what?
Well, I wanna see about my will.
I wanna make sure...
...that my new grandson is well provided for.
- What if it's another granddaughter? - Hush up, Lucy.
Thank you very much, Jock.
Yeah. Very considerate of you. Appreciate it.
There's no rush on the will, though. No need to come to town, either.
- Why don't you stay here and take it easy? - Remember, you're not supposed to overdo.
And you weren't feeling well this afternoon.
Damn it!
I am not an invalid!
The day I start taking orders from anybody...
...is the day they bury me.
Now, I'm going into town tomorrow...
...see about my will.
Then I'll join you at the office, J.R.
And you tell Seth Stone...
...that I've got some interesting ideas of my own.
Don't start your meeting, J.R., until he gets there.
Of course not, Mama.
And the samples we got from the new well...
...show a high concentration of limestone.
Now, I think fracing is the way to deal with it.
- Jordan, you disagree? - I don't know, Seth.
We could try acidizing. That worked on some of the smaller wells.
Why don't you shoot the well with nitro? That's the way we always did it.
Well, they don't it that way anymore, Jock.
Fracing's faster and more efficient.
It sounds like you're talking a lot of money.
Not that much. I checked it. We can get the equipment at a decent price.
I still think nitro's the best way to go, the cheapest.
Not in the long run, Dad.
Now, I'd like to get these wells started as soon as possible.
Now I say let's go with the boys.
Where are you going, Daddy?
Got another appointment. See you later.
- Have J.R. sign and put them in the mail. - You bet.
- Hey, Daddy. - Hi, Bobby.
- How about lunch later? - I can't.
I'm having lunch with Phil Lawson.
Why don't you come? I know he won't mind.
But I will. Never did like the Lawsons anyway, all Harvard men or Yale.
- Princeton, Daddy. He went to Princeton. - Same thing.
- Go, I'll call Punk Anderson. - Okay.
- We'll make it next week. - Good idea.
- All right. Be back around 3. - All right.
- Connie, get me Punk Anderson, will you? - Right away, Mr. Ewing.
How you been, Louella?
Just fine. Thank you, Mr. Ewing.
That's good.
Mr. Anderson, please.
Oh, I see.
No. Never mind. Thank you.
Sorry, Mr. Ewing. Mr. Anderson's out of the office.
Well, let's see.
- Get me a table at The Cattlemen's Club. - For what time?
Oh, I'd say about 1:30.
I'll have to go see Harv Smithfield first. Club's down the street.
Just like old times. Your usual corner table, right?
Right.
I'll see you girls later.
- Bye-bye. - Bye, Mr. Ewing.
1:30?
Alone? Great.
Listen, I'll see you later. And thanks, Victor.
Are you in for a surprise, Jock Ewing.
Mr. Ewing, glad to have you back.
I'm glad to be back, Victor. How are things?
- Couldn't be better. - Good.
Right this way, sir.
- We've got your usual table. - That's good.
- Thank you, Victor. - Yes, sir.
Hello.
- Remember me? - Julie Grey.
- When did you get back? - Just a couple of weeks ago.
I've been meaning to call, but I haven't had a chance.
Won't you sit down?
- I'd love to. - Are you just...
...here on a visit or back for good? - For good.
Or for bad.
Anyway, it's great to be back in Dallas...
...in spite of everything.
I'm awfully glad I bumped into you.
I've been meaning...
...to say I'm sorry.
Well, I never will understand why you did it.
That file was Ewing property.
You were a Ewing employee.
You shouldn't have done it, Julie.
Besides, you let Cliff Barnes destroy Orloff.
And Wild Bill was a good friend of mine.
I know.
I just wanted to apologize.
I'll be going.
Don't go, Julie.
What the hell? It's politics. We've done as much to Barnes.
I'm glad you're back.
Thanks, Jock.
Will the young lady be joining you, Mr. Ewing?
- I'd love to. - Good.
Victor, we'll start off with some champagne, the best you've got.
- We've got some celebrating to do. - Yes, sir.
Welcome home, Julie.
Very much obliged.
Why did you decide to come back to Dallas the first place?
I was homesick all the time.
My job was boring...
...and I had very few friends.
I just couldn't wait to get back to Dallas.
Don't say you weren't fighting off young bucks in New York.
I wish. No, the men I met were...
...either married or crazy or underage.
Anyway, it's great to be back.
Although I haven't seen anyone from the old days.
How's Louella working out?
Well, she seems to be doing fine.
Though I think J.R. misses you.
You know, a good secretary is harder to find than a good wife.
Speaking of which, how is Sue Ellen?
Well, she's pregnant about four months now.
Well, J.R. must be very happy.
Well, I think they both are.
And I'm looking forward to romping around with that grandson of mine.
- You sure it'll be a grandson. - Well, I got J.R.'s word for it.
- You mind if I smoke? - Oh, not at all.
You still smoking five a day?
Hell, it's more like five a month.
I'm supposed to quit smoking, you know. Doctor's orders.
If Miss Ellie could see me now, she'd scream the place down.
I don't do much of anything these days.
J.R.'s running Ewing Oil.
- Bobby and Ray is running the ranch. - Well, I can't believe that.
Big Jock Ewing, who could outrun...
...outwork and outsmart any 10 men put together?
Do you remember the fire in Coveton Field?
Yeah. That was something, all right.
You handled that fire almost single-handedly for three days.
No sleep, no food.
Men younger than you were collapsing.
You seemed to thrive on the excitement.
Well, that was a long time ago, Julie.
Not that long ago.
Most everything is behind me now.
But you...
...you've got it all ahead of you and you don't seem very happy about it.
Well...
...actually, at this moment...
...I'm happier than I've been in a long time.
Anything else, sir?
- Just the check. - Yes, sir.
They won't be sorry to see us go.
You know, it's after 3:00.
Hope I haven't kept you too long, spoiled any of your plans.
No plans. I had three job interviews this morning.
That's enough for one day.
I just thought I'd go shopping this afternoon.
Like to have some company?
I'd love it.
Any word yet?
Oh, J.R.'s calling a couple of the boys, Mama.
Maybe Daddy stopped off to see some friends.
It's just 6:30, Miss Ellie. I'm sure he'll call.
He's always called before, Miss Ellie, if he was gonna be late.
- That's what I think, Sue Ellen. - Well, nobody's seen him.
Connie said he went to Smithfield's office, then The Cattlemen's Club, so I don't know.
I just don't understand, what could he be doing all day?
Take these to my room, Raul. Open them up.
Lay them out right away. I want to show them to Miss Ellie.
For heaven's sakes, where have you been?
We were starting to worry.
Yeah, Dad. If you were gonna be late, why didn't you give us a ring?
I just went shopping. That's all.
What's for dinner, Miss Ellie? I'm starved.
That was so good, it'll kill me for sure.
- Now, what time is your interview? - Oh, 2:00.
I think I'm a little nervous.
I really want this job.
You want me to call Jonas? He and I go way back.
No, thanks.
I wanna know I got this on my own.
- The least I can do is drive you over, huh? - All right.
Waiter.
Here, let me help you.
Oh, I'm starving.
Sweetheart, come on. Daddy's here.
Excuse us.
Hey, Daddy.
Hey, Bobby. Pam.
You remember Julie.
Hi.
- Hello, Julie. - Hello.
Your father's forgiven me, Bobby.
I hope you can too.
- Well, sure. Water under the bridge. - Just what I told her.
- Are you in Dallas to stay? - Well, it's home.
Right now I'm looking for work.
We gotta go. I'm driving Julie to her interview.
But I want to talk to you, Bobby. I'll drop by later.
- I'll be there all day. - Bye-bye.
- See you later. - Bye.
Come on, let's go eat.
Good night, Louella. Don't work too late.
No, I'm just finishing up. Good night, Connie.
Good night.
- Good night, Connie. - Good night, Mr. Ewing.
- Did my daddy come by? - He hasn't been by all day.
Get these in before last pickup, would you?
Will do. And these are the papers that you wanted.
- Good night. - Okay. Good night.
J.R., did Daddy call you?
No, no reason to. Why?
Well, I ran into him this afternoon. He was gonna stop by.
- I canceled an appointment just to be here. - Where'd you see him?
The Angus with Julie Grey.
- Julie's back? - Yep.
- What was she doing with Daddy? - Oh, they were just having lunch.
She's living in Dallas now, J.R., and she's out looking for work.
Mama, Bobby.
Yeah, is Daddy home?
No. I just wanna get his advice on something. That's all.
No, I'll check with him when I get home, okay?
All right, bye-bye.
- Are you thinking what I'm thinking? - I guess I am.
Oh, this is stupid. Daddy wouldn't mess around.
Why not?
I know it's hard to believe sometimes...
...but Daddy's only human.
And if I know that lady, and I do know that lady...
...she wouldn't object.
See you tomorrow?
Can't think of a nicer way to spend the day.
I sure enjoy our three-hour lunches. I don't know what I'll do when you work.
Well, if you keep making me miss my appointments...
...you won't have to worry about it.
Didn't I tell Bobby that I'd stop by this afternoon?
Oh, you did, Jock. You started talking about wildcatting.
That's what made you forget. Will he be angry?
Oh, no, not Bobby.
It wasn't the wildcatting that made me forget.
- That's got me worried too. - Why is that?
Well, you're the first woman that ever made me miss an appointment.
Jock Ewing, coming from you, that's the sweetest thing I ever heard.
You're a good friend, the best I've had in a long time.
I'm grateful.
Tomorrow, then?
Tomorrow.
- Dad here yet? - Yeah, he's just coming in now.
J.R., Mom was worried sick. This has got to stop.
Well, how do you propose we go about doing that?
Well, I figured we'd talk to him right now and straighten it all out.
Well, for once, we agree on something.
Let's go.
Hello, Daddy.
- Good evening, boys. - We'd like to talk to you.
About this afternoon, I'm sorry. I had another appointment. Couldn't call.
What was the other appointment, Dad?
Personal business, J.R. Nothing that concerns you.
We'd like to know what kind of personal business.
Since when do I have to account to either one of you for my comings and goings?
I think we know the kind of business...
...that's occupied you for the last couple days.
- That's what we want to talk about. - I don't like your tone, J.R.
And I sure as hell don't like answering a whole lot of questions.
Jock, where have you been? Why didn't you call?
Don't you fret, Miss Ellie. I'm feeling fine.
Had a good day, a real good day.
Yes, sir, I'll bet you did.
- Ms. Grey. - Yes.
- These are for you, ma'am. - Oh, how beautiful.
One second.
"Welcome home, pretty lady."
Well.
Yellow roses. I remembered.
Well, actually, it's gardenias.
But it's the thought that counts.
How are you, J.R.?
All the better for seeing you, honey.
Well, I guess I knew you'd turn up.
Well, do I get an invitation to come in and sit down and have a drink and whatever?
Well, sure, J.R., come in.
As if I could keep you out.
Well, that's mighty hospitable of you, honey.
Bar's on the counter. Help yourself.
Well...
...it's beginning to feel like old times.
- Can I fix you a drink? - No, thanks.
You know...
...I missed you.
Really?
Could have fooled me. I understand congratulations are in order.
John Ross Ewing III is in the works.
- You must be very happy. - I am...
...now that I'm here with you.
Think I'm gonna need that drink.
Well, let's get on with it.
- What's that, honey? - Why are you here, J.R.?
You.
- Why are you really here, J.R.? - What are you doing with my daddy?
I wanted to apologize.
A two-day apology? That sets some sort of record, doesn't it?
Well, to be honest...
...I guess I looked for him because it would bring you running.
Oh, you didn't have to go to all that trouble.
A simple phone call would have been sufficient.
That's how it started, but it's different now.
Oh, yeah? How's that?
Well, you wouldn't understand if I told you.
Try me. Go ahead.
We talk, we laugh...
...we enjoy each other.
He's lonely, and very frankly, so am I.
Oh, that's a lot of bull, honey.
Jock Ewing's got family and friends. He's not a lonely man.
It seems to me his wife treats him like a child.
His children treat him like an invalid.
I treat him like a man.
Oh, I bet you do. That was always your specialty, if I remember correctly.
Get out of here.
Well, I'm afraid I can't do that.
I came here to get some information.
I knew it. I knew it wasn't to keep the old Ewing homestead together.
Now, don't tell me. Let me guess.
You came here to find out whether I'm gonna tell your Daddy about the red file.
I got it. The million-dollar question.
Or is it billion-dollar?
Oh, yeah. Must be billion-dollar...
...because oil fines don't come in smaller denominations.
I don't find this amusing.
Well, J.R., you don't have any sense of humor.
But Jock Ewing has a wonderful sense of humor.
I know it would just tickle him to know that his own son forged his will.
It was the red file that brought you here, wasn't it?
You plan on telling him?
Tell him what?
That his son intends to turn his ranch into an oil field when he dies?
- Now, why would I do that? - To get back at me.
- That's why you're seeing him, isn't it? - For years, I never asked you for anything.
I knew you'd never leave Sue Ellen.
I knew I'd never be anything in your life but a convenience.
But I was here when you wanted me...
...and I was grateful for the time that you gave me.
So grateful you slept with Cliff Barnes...
...and gave him secret information about Wild Bill Orloff.
No, angry. Finally angry at being used.
But, look, now I'm back, and things are gonna be different.
I'm not gonna let you run my life. I'm gonna do things my way.
Like using a sick old man to get back at me.
He's twice the man you ever were.
- Is that right? In what way? - In all the ways that are important to me.
Aren't you forgetting how good we were together?
I haven't forgotten and I don't want you to refresh my memory.
- Now, I want you to get out of here now. - I didn't get what I came for.
And you're not going to.
I always get what I want, Julie.
You know that.
Sooner or later, I always get it.
Like it says on the card...
...welcome home, pretty lady.
Don't overdo it, Dad. You want some coffee?
Can't now. Soon as I shower, I'm going into town.
You spend a lot of time in town lately, haven't you?
That's right. I'm gonna be spending a lot more, J.R.
Been thinking this over. I'm getting sick and tired sitting around here.
I'm coming back to work.
Is that your idea or Julie's?
Julie?
What are you talking about?
I know you been seeing her, she's trouble. I think you ought to stay away from her.
Don't tell me what to do, J.R. Julie and I are just friends. That's all.
Dad, Julie can have only one kind of friendship with a man.
Is that right?
It seemed to me you spent a lot of time with her when she worked for you.
I know that girl.
She has only two interests in life, money and more money.
She has no interest in a friendship with a man older than her father.
You've got a lot to learn, boy, about a lot of things.
I know everything I need to know about her.
She's no good, Dad. She's dirt.
Which she manages to cover up with nice clothes and a great deal of style...
...but she's still dirt. Everybody else can see it. Why can't you?
Now, you watch what you say to me.
And you watch what you say about a fine lady like Julie.
I'm not too old that I can't keep you in line. Do you hear me?
- I hear you, and I just can't believe you. - I'm gonna see Julie today...
...tomorrow and the next day.
And whenever I damn well please. Do you understand?
Yeah.
- Jock, are you and J.R. fighting? - Nothing to worry about, Miss Ellie.
What's going on, J.R.?
Oh, Dad and I just had a little difference of opinion. That's all.
I don't want him upset. Do you understand?
I want no fighting and shouting in this house.
He said he's going to work.
Now, you heard the doctor, and I told him I didn't think it was a good idea.
Then find a more quiet way of telling him.
Mama...
...we got a problem. - Well, what kind of a problem?
A serious problem.
Do you remember my secretary, Julie Grey?
- Yes. What about her? - Dad's been seeing a lot of her lately.
And I'm sorry. I didn't mean for you to find out this way.
I've done everything in my power to stop it.
- It's nonsense, J.R., and you know it. - It's not.
This is the last time you'll speak of this...
...to me or anyone else.
You understand?
- Jock. - Yeah?
I want to talk.
Can we talk about it later?
I'm on my way into town.
You've been going into Dallas a lot the last few days.
If you had it your way, I'd spend all my time in a rocking chair.
Jock, that's not true.
Near enough.
Where do you go in Dallas? What do you do?
Doesn't concern you, Miss Ellie. Not at all.
If it concerns you, it concerns me.
It's not important.
I want to know.
Miss Ellie...
...when I married you...
...I told you that I account to no woman for my time.
Jock, I'm not just any woman. I'm your wife.
See you later.
Information, I'd like the telephone number of Julie Grey, G-R-E-Y, Dallas.
It's a new listing.
I'm glad you could come, Julie.
Everybody's out. We can talk.
Well, you knew I would.
There aren't many people in this world that intimidate me...
...but you're one of them. - Because I'm Mrs. Jock Ewing.
No. Because you're Ellie Ewing.
You don't need a man's name to give you power.
But I've got that man's name.
And I intend to keep it.
Ewing men don't give up their wives that easily, Miss Ellie.
You should know you've got nothing to worry about.
Your relationship with Jock...
...has gone far enough.
Your husband and I are just friends.
We keep each other company...
...while the people we love...
...are too busy to see that we're in pain, that we're lonely.
We make each other feel needed, respected.
We shop, we lunch, we talk about the people we love.
That's all.
I want you to stop seeing him.
Why? What harm are we doing?
For you, he's a man who's got to be told not to smoke...
...not to eat salt, not to get excited, not to overdo.
For me, he's Jock Ewing.
And for that man to need my friendship...
...to want my company, you don't know what that means to me...
...and to him.
Can you deny that he seems younger...
...more full of energy, happier than you've seen him in a long time?
Our relationship is not what you thought it was.
No, Julie, it isn't.
It's far more serious.
- Good morning, Mr. Ewing. - Hello, Mr. Ewing.
Louella, would you get Julie Grey for me, please?
Yes, sir.
- Is J.R. in? - No. He's in a meeting right now.
- I'll take it in his office, okay? - Okay.
- Yeah? - There's no reply, sir.
Okay. Thanks.
Bobby.
Daddy...
...I wanna talk to you.
Why is it all of a sudden that everybody is so anxious to talk to me?
Look, this is not a conversation that I want to have.
Well, don't have it.
Daddy, I'm worried about you.
No need. I never felt better in my life.
Well, you've never acted this way before.
You never let anybody know where you're gonna be. You're late for dinner.
And Mom's worried sick.
You and J.R. are acting like 10-year-olds who's caught their daddy cheating.
Well, you're not 10 years old. You're a grown man.
Even if I was cheating on your mama, which I am not...
...you should be able to understand.
You don't have to like it, Bobby...
...but that's part of my life that's none of your business.
Don't you care, Daddy, how Mama's gonna feel if she finds out about this?
How many times do I have to say so?
There's nothing to find, nothing going on.
- Oh, hello, Mrs. Ewing. - Hello, Connie.
- Are they expecting you? - No. Is my husband here?
- Yes, he's in J.R.'s office with Bobby. - Good. I'll go in.
Maybe it's none of my business, I don't want Mama hurt.
Neither do I, son.
- Hello, Bobby. - Mama.
Would you excuse us? I want to talk to your Daddy.
Sure.
- Well, Miss Ellie? - I want to talk to you.
- Can't it wait till we get home? - No.
I want it settled.
I talked to Julie Grey this morning.
- Just why did you do that? - I want it to stop.
What do you think is going on anyway?
I know what's going on. Julie told me.
- Well, then you know she's just a friend. - Yes, I know.
You have lunch together and talk...
...and keep each other company.
And that's fine, except it won't stop there, and you know it.
She's young and she's beautiful.
Jock, we have to talk about this.
All right.
Dinner is at 6. I'll expect you.
It's you who always insists the family be together at dinner.
Now I'm insisting.
Six o'clock. Remember.
I'm sorry, Miss Ellie.
I got other plans.
Miss Ellie, I was wondering if Cora Kincaid called...
...about the membership meeting for the Daughters of the Alamo.
I'm sorry. What did you say?
I was just wondering if Cora had called about the membership meeting.
No, she didn't.
Grandma?
May I please be excused? I have to study for a history exam.
Yes, Lucy.
All right, I've had enough of this, everybody sitting around.
Nobody is saying what we're all thinking.
Mama, Daddy's with Julie right this minute...
...and I wanna know what you intend to do.
- J.R., shut up. - lf she won't do anything...
...I will. - That's enough, J.R.!
You're meddling in things that don't concern you.
I'm perfectly able to manage my life as I see fit!
- Did you tell? Is that how she found out? - Somebody had to.
- Not that! - What'd you want to do?
Sit while she breaks up their marriage?
You did better than she ever had a prayer of.
Just butt out, you hear? Leave them alone!
Not on your life, boy.
- Hey! - Bobby, Bobby!
- Wait a minute. - Bobby, don't!
J.R.
Sweetheart, it wouldn't have done any good.
It had done me some good. It would have helped me a whole hell of a lot.
Who is it?
Miss Ellie, it's Pam.
May I come in?
I thought you might like to talk about it.
I'd like to help you if I can.
Thanks, Pam...
...but I have to handle this my way.
Miss Ellie...
...not long ago, you told me about a woman who loved a man.
And he couldn't decide whether or not to marry her.
So she went after him with a horsewhip and helped him to decide.
I remember.
What happened to that woman?
She's here, Pam.
- Not hungry? - No.
Me either.
I'm sorry, Julie. I...
I shouldn't have just dropped in like this.
I'm lousy company tonight.
No, you're not.
It's been a rough day for all of us.
I've...
...got something for you.
You do?
It's beautiful.
Thank you.
I'm glad you like it.
I love it.
Oh, it's lovely.
- Well, it sure looks lovely on you. - Oh, what I want to know is...
...is it a hello present...
...or is it a goodbye present?
Married men, charming at lunch and can't keep their eyes off their watches at dinner.
It's a goodbye present, isn't it?
I...
I don't know exactly why I bought it, Julie, but...
Well, sometimes things start out one way and end up another.
I know.
Your friendship meant a lot to me.
- I don't want to give it up. - But...?
I don't want anything more, either.
It would hurt Miss Ellie too much.
And what hurts her, hurts me.
Go home, Jock.
I'm sorry, Julie.
Nothing to be sorry about. You love your wife, she loves you.
Go home.
- I'll call you tomorrow. - No, you won't.
You sent the taxi away.
I'm hoping I'll have a ride home.
- You got your horsewhip with you? - Do I need it?
No, ma'am.
I'm sorry, Miss Ellie.
It wasn't all your fault, Jock. I can see that.
- I never meant to hurt you. - I know.
Let's go home.
I told you to keep away from me, J.R.
- I don't want you anymore, J.R. - I know.
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