Dallas s02e09 Episode Script

A little rougher trip than I thought it was gonna be.
- What's going on, John? - Good night, would you look at that.
- Can we get a mayday? - Everything's out.
Bobby and J.
R.
were taking the plane and it went down in the Cato Swamp.
I'm not money-hungry like you are, Sue Ellen.
- You brat! - That's right.
I'm a Ewing brat.
If J.
R.
is dead, you'll never have Southfork.
- Why didn't you tell me? - I was afraid to.
Both of them? Why? - Very nice, Dailey.
- Thank you.
How did you silk-screen that fabric? Two days straight at the mill, experimenting.
It's gorgeous.
Pam, let me have those figures again.
I wouldn't want to over-order.
That's two dresses each size and one gown.
We'll take four dresses and two gowns for each of the stores.
- Hello.
- Pam.
- It's me.
- Hi, darling.
Oh, I know I stood you up in New Orleans last night.
I called.
Didn't you get the message? Well, yeah, I got the message, but it was late last night.
We've been planning this trip for three weeks.
I even had a surprise for you.
We had the same room we had on our honeymoon.
Only surprise was I spent the night there alone.
Bobby, I'm sorry.
You don't know what it's been like here.
I'm as disappointed as you are.
Yeah, I'll bet you are.
Bobby, come on.
I'm new, and I have to take orders.
I can't just come and go as I please.
Sometimes it's going to interfere with our lives.
It's been doing that too much, in my opinion.
What do I have to do to see my wife once in a while? I have to give them the time they're paying me for.
Sweetheart, I know what you make.
They are not paying for 24 hours of every day.
I'm in a meeting, so let's talk about this when I get home.
There's a bright spot in the conversation.
You do plan on coming home.
You know you're impossible.
I'll see you tomorrow.
We'll talk about it.
- Would you just remember I love you? - Yeah, I just hope you remember.
Goodbye.
I swear I don't know what comes over you sometimes.
I wanted to be in that meeting with Charlie Cox.
It was Ewing Construction Company, J.
R.
No need for you to be there.
No need? Ewing Construction is a subsidiary of Ewing Oil.
There's every reason in the world for me to be there.
- You don't think I handled it right.
- You blew it.
I gave him a good bid on the project.
The rest is up to him.
You don't know Charlie Cox.
If you think he's gonna agree to anything without a reminder about that mortgage we hold on his property in Fort Worth.
A reminder that I plan on issuing him pretty soon.
You think that strong-arming is the only way to do business.
We're interested in that deal.
- How you doing, John? - Fine, Mr.
Ewing.
But there's a bad weather front moving in fast from the west.
It might be a pretty rough flight back.
Probably ought to lay in till it blows itself over.
We've ridden them out before.
I don't know.
If it's bad, let's stay.
What's the difference? We've an appointment with Ben Deering this afternoon.
Daddy expects us there.
Let's head north, skim around the edge of that storm.
Get airborne right now.
Yes, sir.
You never listen to anybody, do you? You have to run everything.
Yeah.
That's my job, running things, isn't it? Well, run Ewing Oil and keep out of my construction company.
You really don't know how to handle an old boy like Charlie Cox.
You don't.
I'm well aware of your opinion of my capabilities, J.
R.
I'll take care of my business.
If you handle your company the way you control your wife Ewing Construction's in a lot of trouble.
Well, what's the verdict, you old quack? Calling me names isn't gonna change the prognosis.
Sit down.
- I'd rather stand.
- Sit.
Been sitting too much.
Standing is a pleasure.
Sit down.
Harlan, I'm a busy man.
I don't have much time.
How much time you have is pretty much up to you.
- Meaning what? - You'll live longer than you deserve to.
Remember you have just come through a very serious heart operation.
You can't drive yourself the way you used to.
Do you know what it takes to run a big spread like this? You've got a foreman.
You don't have to do everything yourself.
I don't know why in the hell I asked you out here.
I don't know either.
This is the only house call I make, and you sure are not a joy to have as a patient.
Now, you either follow my professional advice or get yourself another doctor.
You know, Harlan, I'll think about that.
Jock go easy.
If not for yourself, then for Ellie.
All right.
Next week.
Same day, same time.
Unless you do plan to switch doctors.
Next week.
Same day, same time, okay? See you.
What did Harlan have to say? Oh, fine, fine.
I'm healthy as a horse.
That wasn't a horse that had a bypass operation.
Now, tell me what he said.
By the time he got through dancing around in a circle with that medicine rattle he told me I ought to take it easy.
- Well, he's right.
You've got to take care of yourself, Jock.
Don't you think it's about time that you quit worrying about me? Take a look for yourself.
Your old man's good as new.
What a morning.
May I never have another like it.
Are they always like this? Always.
What would you say to a nice, expensive lunch and a sauna and a massage and a short nap before dinner with Morgan? I was thinking that if I got on a plane now, I could be in Dallas this afternoon.
Oh, you miss him that much, huh? Now, listen, Josh Morgan's a good man to know.
He handles publicity for the entire store chain.
Do you mind if I pass? No, of course I don't mind.
If I had somebody as cute as Bobby waiting for me, I'd skip out myself.
Hello? Oh, hi, Pam.
How's the big city? Oh, why are you still there? Okay.
Yeah, I'll tell him.
Right.
Well, he and J.
R.
should be back by then.
Okay.
Bye-bye.
What are you doing home, Lucy? It was only a study period, Granddaddy, and I figured I could do that here.
That was Pam.
She wants Bobby to come pick her up at the airport, 2:30, flight 401.
I thought she was going to New Orleans and home with the boys.
Well, people do change their plans.
Time was this was a pretty orderly household.
Half the time anymore I don't know where in the hell anybody is.
You just gonna sit there staring out into space the whole trip? No use saying anything.
We can't talk for five minutes without getting into a fight.
Yeah, we got to do something about that.
Like what? Gotta learn to trust one another so you don't feel compelled to run off to meetings without me.
Or you without me.
Yes.
It's rougher than I thought it was gonna be.
Yes? Oh, show her in.
- Surprised? - To say the least.
- But not angry.
- I don't know.
That depends on why you came.
Come on in.
- Thank you.
- Have a seat.
- Can I get you a drink? - No, thank you.
Sit down.
I've come to ask you a favor.
I know that's ridiculous in view of the recent unpleasantness but there was no one else I could go to.
No one else I could trust.
- Well, what is it? - Do you remember the other day running into me while I was having lunch with Buzz Connors? Well, I was seeing him about adopting a baby.
J.
R.
agreed to that? Well, that's exactly it.
He didn't.
And when he found out about it, he was furious.
He got rid of Rita Briggs.
That's the mother.
He sent her away.
I don't know where.
He didn't tell me.
He just sent her away.
And I thought you might help me find her and help me go through with the adoption, in spite of J.
R.
As much as I would like to help upset the mighty J.
R I'm afraid I can't.
- I thought - Ethics have nothing to do with it practicalities have.
Even if I found the mother there's no way that you could adopt that baby without J.
R.
's consent.
- There's got to be some way you could - That's precisely it.
There isn't.
You can't adopt a baby without his consent.
Unless you plan to divorce him.
You plan to do that? No.
- I'm sorry.
- I was hoping there might be a miracle.
You know what I'm going to do to cheer you up? Buy lunch.
Look at that.
The whole electrical system's going out.
We're losing power.
- Can you get a mayday off? - Everything's out.
They're probably still tracking us on radar, though.
Hello? I'm sorry, Burt.
Jock's resting.
I don't want to bother him.
What's the problem? Miss Ellie, I just talked to air traffic control.
Our plane's gone off their scope around about Cato Swamp.
What happened? Nobody knows.
Their last check-in, everything was fine but there's a bad storm cutting across the flight plan they followed.
Get all the details you can, Burt.
Call Earl McGrady at the Department of Public Safety.
Tell him I want a search started as soon as he can get the helicopters out.
I'll be in touch with both of you.
And no one is to call here.
No one is to tell Jock anything.
You understand? Yes, ma'am.
What about Jock? Does he know yet? No.
And no one's going to tell him anything until Until we really know what's happened.
- I don't know, ma'am.
- It could kill him, Ray.
I still can't believe it.
We've got to hope for the best, Lucy.
Well, I better get going if I'm gonna meet Pam's plane at the airport on time.
- It's gonna be awful hard on her.
- But when she walks through that door she's gonna act as if he's just a little late for dinner.
If I've lost J.
R.
and Bobby I'm not going to lose Jock too.
Yes, ma'am.
You want me to go find Sue Ellen or something? No.
I guess I better do it.
I don't know where she's gone off to today.
Lucy.
Remember your granddaddy's not to know a thing.
I understand.
- No, I've had enough, thank you.
- Oh, just have a little bit more.
It puts you in a really cheerful mood.
Well, I'm almost as cheerful as l As I care to be.
See what wonders can be performed? A beautiful, most unhappy lady walks into my office and just a few hours later, she's beautiful and laughing.
The change is only temporary I can assure you.
What are you doing the rest of the day? Be a shame to let such a good mood get away too quickly.
Well J.
R.
's expected back from New Orleans anytime now.
Planes are late.
You should call him.
Waiter.
Remember, Pam, Jock doesn 't know.
You got to get ahold of yourself.
Miss Ellie wants you and Sue Ellen and everybody to act like nothing's wrong.
Miss Ellie's been calling.
She wants me home right away.
- What's wrong? - She didn't say.
Well, you don't have to go running just because Miss Ellie wants you to.
When Ellie says, "Right away," she doesn't mean soon.
She means right away.
We'll have our afternoon some other time.
Ray told me.
Now, go upstairs and wash your eyes before Jock sees you've been crying.
I'm going to call and see if there's any news.
Come back down as soon as you can.
Burt.
It's Ellie Ewing.
Any more news? Nothing, ma'am.
I just talked to Earl.
He's got as many choppers and light craft up as he can spare but that storm's making it mighty rough.
Thanks, Burt.
I'll call Earl myself.
I think I'd like to talk to him.
Where's Miss Ellie? Sue Ellen, could you come here, please? I don't want Jock to hear us.
What is it, Pamela? What is going on around here? - I want to tell you - I called Miss Ellie from the restaurant.
I don't know what's going on.
Just tell me! - Pamela, are you trying to hide something? - Sue Ellen! There was a storm.
Bobby and J.
R.
were taking the plane and it went down in the Cato Swamp.
Oh, Sue Ellen I am all right, Pamela.
Miss Ellie doesn't want Jock to know anything about this.
When did this happen? A little while ago.
There's a search party out already and they were tracking the plane with radar so they almost know where it is.
There's not a sign of them.
Not a sign.
They know.
They know where the plane went down.
Pam said so.
I just talked to Earl McGrady.
His boys can't see anything.
It's the storm.
It's so bad they can't do anything until it's over.
- Well, they've got to keep on searching.
- They can't stop now.
I can't bear it if I lose both of them.
Suki and Jane are going to go to New York for a week in the spring and I thought maybe I might go.
What's New York like these days, Pam? I haven't been there in years.
Our 10th wedding anniversary, Jock.
Remember? I sure do.
To tell you the truth, I spent most of my time in the hotel Iooking at collections with Liz.
Hardly saw anything of the city.
You know, Pam I think you'd do better traveling with Bobby instead of Liz.
Seems to me you'd have a much better time.
Well, I didn't have a bad time.
I'm really enjoying my work.
Did you and Bobby have a fight? Now, Jock, you know that's none of our business.
To tell you the truth, Bobby and I did have a disagreement.
He was mad because I didn't meet him in New Orleans.
Well, now.
I knew something was going on around here but that's no excuse for Bobby getting huffy and staying over in New Orleans.
He had a meeting with Ben Deering this afternoon.
What I can't figure is how he talked J.
R.
out of coming back.
Bobby wouldn't miss a meeting because of a fight with me.
I mean There's been a bad storm around New Orleans.
They probably just decided to wait until it blows over.
What do you mean? Without calling? Well, they're having a problem with the phones to New Orleans.
We've been trying.
We couldn't get through.
Oh? Well I've got work to do.
Paperwork, Miss Ellie.
And when those boys get back you tell them I want to see them.
Both of them.
Thank you.
Yes.
I'd like to place a person-to-person phone call to area code (702) 389-6212.
And I'll speak to the man in charge of the casino.
Hello.
My name is Lucy Ewing and I'm trying to locate my father, Gary Ewing.
He used to be a dealer there.
Oh, I know, but I just thought maybe you could tell me where he's working now and Yes.
Gary Ewing.
That's right What are you doing? Wait until we know they're dead at least.
He has a right to be here.
They're his brothers.
Jock will call him if and when he ever needs him.
- He should be here.
- Ready to take over? No, I didn't mean that.
As hard as it may be for you to believe I'm not money-hungry like you are, Sue Ellen.
You brat! That's right.
I'm a Ewing brat.
A born Ewing.
I bet you're real sorry that you don't have a little brat of your own, like me because if J.
R.
is dead without a child, you'll never have Southfork.
- Hello? - Mrs.
Ewing? - Yes? - Ken Jackson, Dallas Press.
We heard that the company plane carrying your sons J.
R.
and Robert has been reported missing.
Do you have any comment? - None whatsoever.
- Well, is there any truth to the report? - Are they missing? - I just said no comment.
I don't care to repeat myself.
- Hello? - Ray? - Miss Ellie.
- A reporter just called.
I wouldn't talk to him, but I'll bet there'll be more and some trying to get to the house.
I want you to tell the hands to close off all the roads on the property and keep a good eye out for any trespassers.
- And if I see anybody out there? - I want them taken off Ewing land.
Yes, ma'am.
Good cigar? Yeah, it sure is.
All your fault, though.
You keep that humidor filled.
Habit.
Obviously, a bad one.
- I could use a touch of brandy with it too.
- No brandy.
And that's all of that cigar you're having.
You're a hard lady, Miss Ellie.
Somebody around here has to have discipline and you're gonna follow the doctor's orders if it kills you.
I thought that that's what we were trying to avoid.
Bad choice of words.
But you've got to get your strength back.
I really wouldn't know what to do without you.
You're beautiful.
I want two men on each of the main access roads to the ranch.
Get some sawhorses and set up blockades.
One man stands guard at all times.
About a half dozen four-wheel drive vehicles around here.
Use them to ride fence.
I want no reporters on Ewing land till Miss Ellie says so.
There's an awful lot of open country out there, Ray.
It's all fenced.
That means anybody you find on this side of the fence is trespassing.
What if we find somebody? We going armed? No guns, you hear? You find somebody out there's not supposed to be, you hustle him off.
The most important thing is keep everyone away from the main house and get rid of them fast.
Don't you think you've had plenty of that? What is plenty? Changes from person to person, you know.
Well, for me plenty might be enough to put me to sleep.
That's it.
That might be plenty.
Come on, Sue Ellen.
Let me help you upstairs.
I love J.
R.
That's why I married him.
Why doesn't anybody understand that? I have tried everything I know how to get him to love me.
Don't make it worse for yourself.
I was just sitting here, counting my blessings.
You know what? They all add up to J.
R.
The country clubs, the committees, the invitations.
It is all because I am Mrs.
J.
R.
Ewing.
Sue Ellen, that just is not true.
I had lunch with a man today.
He thought I was very attractive.
Still, maybe it's only because I'm Mrs.
Ewing.
Mrs.
J.
R.
Ewing.
Everything is because I am Mrs.
J.
R.
Ewing.
Everything, including that? Come on, you need some rest.
At least let me help you upstairs.
Don't you look at me like that.
How's it gonna feel for you to be plain old Miss Barnes again? And don't you talk like that.
Now, they're both coming back home.
You don't like that idea, do you? You pretend so well.
You know, I've always thought you were just a gold digger anyway.
Is that all you can think about? I mean, even now? The Ewing money? Goodbye.
Goodbye, everything.
Oh, stop it, Sue Ellen.
I'm not gonna listen to your disgusting self-pity about your finances.
How dare you talk to me like that? How many men paid your bills before you found Bobby to pick up the tab? Nobody ever paid my bills! I worked at a job, just the way I'm doing now! What did you ever do? Do you know what happens if J.
R.
is dead? I lose everything.
I don't even have a child and I wanted one so bad.
I didn't want to ring.
I just got Jock off to sleep.
- No word yet, huh? - No.
I talked to McGrady.
The storm's over.
They're sending out more planes.
How are things outside? I ran off a bunch of reporters, TV people at the main gate.
They managed to interview a couple of hands.
I don't think they got anything, though, ma'am.
Who's that this time of night? Mrs.
Ewing? - Who are you? - Ken Jackson.
I'm with the Press.
- I called earlier.
- You're trespassing, mister.
I'll take care of this, Ray.
How did you get in here? How did you get on the ranch, Mr.
Jackson? I did an article on the place a couple years back.
I remembered an arroyo that led into the feed lot.
We'll have to take care of that.
Now exactly what do you want with me, Mr.
Jackson? Well, you know, maybe a statement.
You know, just a few words.
You hear a rumor that a plane is down my two boys missing and with no respect for human feeling or private grief you come circling around here like a vulture.
Do you know what we do to vultures out here, Mr.
Jackson? Ray, get me the shotgun out of the hall closet.
Yes, ma'am.
Now, Mrs.
Ewing, I'm just doing my job.
Then find a better job or a better way of doing this one.
Now, Mr.
Jackson anybody on my land without invitation is a trespasser.
So unless I see your tail heading out of here right now, and fast I'm gonna blow it off.
- Yes, ma'am.
- Yes, ma'am.
- Now, get out.
Get out! I'll get a couple men down that arroyo, ma'am just in case any more of these creeps come snooping around here.
Why didn't you tell me? Why, Miss Ellie? You heard.
Why didn't you tell me? I was afraid to.
Of what it would do to you.
When are you gonna understand, woman? When? That I'm all right? Damn it, Ellie.
Both of them.
Why? It's not certain, Jock.
There's still a chance.
A search is on.
I've already notified Earl McGrady that you'd be joining the search.
You won 't be able to see before daylight.
Yes, sir.
Evidently, the homing beacon's not on, meaning it's out or lost or Johnny's hurt too bad to set it in operation.
There's one more signal that I want you to look out for.
I used to spend a lot of time with J.
R.
, fishing, hunting when he was a kid.
One thing I drilled into him was how to signal for help if he was ever out alone, lost or hurt.
Three of anything, Ray.
Three.
Shots, fires, mirror flashes.
- That's what I want you to watch out for.
- I'll keep my eyes open.
Anything else, sir? Yes.
No matter how it turns out dead or alive bring my boys home.
- I will, Jock.
Thank you, Ray.
Any news? No.
Jock found out.
Is he all right? I think so.
He sent Ray to join the search.
I'm scared, Pam.
I've never been so frightened in my life.
Even when Jock was in the war, I didn't feel this scared.
I guess it's because we were both so young then and somehow you think you just can't die.
But now Don't, Miss Ellie.
Don't even think that.
Those boys of mine.
You should have seen them when they were babies.
J.
R.
was so quiet, so shy.
When I took him shopping he held on to my skirt so tight.
I think Jock scared him at first.
And then when Gary came along Jock just took over raising J.
R.
"Make him a man's man," he said.
I guess that's why I fussed over Gary so much because Jock had J.
R.
And Gary Gary was a lot like my daddy.
Always in trouble with Jock.
And Bobby.
We all spoiled him.
Bobby was given everything that J.
R.
had to fight for and Gary didn't care about.
And I had to watch them, and love them in spite of everything.
And I do.
In spite of everything.
Oh, listen to me.
I wanted to cheer you up a little but I've just gone and made it worse.
No, you haven't.
You haven't at all.
I haven't given up hoping yet.
And don't you, either.
Now, you should get some sleep.
- Good morning, Granddaddy.
- Lucy.
Made you some breakfast.
What makes you so ambitious this morning? Oh, I just felt like cooking.
I made eggs just the way you like them.
Well, it sure looks like another beautiful day.
- Maybe we could do some - Lucy.
I know about J.
R.
and Bobby.
I'm sorry, Granddaddy.
- Granddaddy? - Yeah.
Don't you think my daddy should be here? - Have you been talking to your daddy? - No.
He had his chance, Lucy, and walked away.
- But he's still your son.
- Eat your breakfast.
They're his brothers.
I don't wanna hear any more about it, Lucy.
Bobby? Did you hear that? It's a chopper.
J.
R.
, it's a helicopter.
Yeah.
What did I tell you, boy? Look, there it is! Hey, over here! Come on! GR-540 to ground control.
Come in, ground control.
Yeah? Where? He did? Thank God.
Bring them home, Ray and thank you.
I remembered, Dad.
You sure did, son.
I'm proud of you.
Both of you.
It's so good to see them like that.
Maybe now we can be a real family.
I don't know what you mean, Miss Ellie.
We are a real family.
We're all Ewings.
Excuse me.
J.
R.
might need me.
She wishes.
Now, that's enough, Lucy.
Sorry, Grandma.
- Are you coming, honey? - Oh, right now.