Dallas s03e23 Episode Script

Here are some scenes from the first part of tonight's story.
I came here to do you a favor.
Here's a homicide.
Should be right up your alley, knowing how you feel about the Ewings.
Body was found on Southfork.
Oh, you might have a little trouble.
The remains have been buried a long time.
You have everyone convinced that Sue Ellen's drinking.
Now all we have to do is to find a way to get her to take that first drink.
You let me do the thinking.
It works better that way.
I think it's coming down to putting her back in the sanitarium again.
Why send her back to that place? She hated it.
Must I keep reminding you she's my wife? You gotta get better, you hear me? Because we've got a lot to do together, you and me.
I'm gonna fight them, I swear.
I'm gonna get the Ewings for what they've done to you.
Engraving in here, did the lab check that out? Yes.
It says, "To H.
M.
with love, R.
B.
" The body was found on Southfork.
Maybe the man worked on Southfork.
You're telling me you're not drinking and J.
R.
's trying to make you look like a drunk? - Yes.
- lf you feel you have to leave J.
R.
, do it.
But what about little John? That's a choice you may have to make.
You know any of those guys? Well, yeah - I knew McKinney.
- What about him? He was foreman on the Southfork for a couple of years, that's all.
- Ever have a fight with Jock Ewing? - Jock fired him.
- Fired him? - They hated each other's guts.
Do you have the strength to leave your child? Dusty will help me get him back.
You're still relying on someone else's strength.
Dusty will help me get him back, Dr.
Elby.
I know he will.
You know that DA investigator that's been going over my land with a metal detector? Yeah, what about him? He just found a real old .
38-caliber service revolver.
It was buried not 20 yards from where they found the body.
Well I think maybe you boys better see if you can call in a few markers and get Cliff Barnes off this investigation.
Because if Ray is right that was my gun, all right.
Right there in the bar, Jock fired him.
He ordered him to leave the ranch by morning, or he was gonna kill him.
We both know what's been happening to us.
While we've been arguing about the park, Ellie I've been falling in love with you.
And you've been falling in love with me.
Dusty Farlow, heir to the great Southern Cross Ranch was killed in that crash on a flight from San Angelo to Dallas/Fort Worth.
Wreckage of the twin-engine plane was scattered over several acres of rough terrain.
The plane apparently encountered difficulty while flying through an unexpected electrical storm.
I have to arrest you in connection with the murder of one Hutchinson McKinney.
You have the right to remain silent.
If you give up the right to remain silent anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
No more, Matt.
- My head's swimming already.
- But you've only had half a glass.
It's not the wine.
I shouldn't be here.
Seems perfectly natural, Ellie.
Matt I've been married for over 40 years.
I have three grown sons and two grandchildren.
What about your feelings and desires? I feel I'm betraying Jock.
It's not a betrayal to fall in love.
Matt, I haven't fallen in love.
I needed something very much, and you gave it to me.
I'm afraid I don't understand.
You made me feel like an attractive, desirable woman again.
I'm sorry if I've hurt you.
I'm scrapping the Mimosa project.
- Because of me? - Because it means so much to you.
Hello? Oh, yes.
Yes, she's here.
It's your son Bobby.
Bobby? Hello.
Mama, Daddy's been arrested.
No.
Yes.
I'll take you to the courthouse.
Harve Smithfield's gonna arrange bail.
But why was he arrested? What's the charge? Murder.
Dallas was shocked today to learn that one of its leading citizens independent oilman and rancher Jock Ewing had been arrested on suspicion of murder.
The most confounding thing about this arrest is that the alleged homicide apparently took place over 25 years ago.
The decomposed body of the victim, a former foreman on the Ewing ranch Here comes Mr.
Ewing now.
Mr.
Ewing, may we have a statement, please? Mr.
Ewing has nothing to say at this time.
How much is the bail? The judge took Mr.
Ewing's standing in the community into consideration.
The bail is a token $ 10,000.
Apparently, Cliff Barnes was a moving force behind this arrest.
- Any comment on that? - It's something Mr.
Barnes dreamed up.
- He's hated this family since he was born.
- The whole thing is a personal vendetta.
We consider the charges to be frivolous and unfounded.
Well, Mr.
Smithfield, are you going to be defending Mr.
Ewing? No.
I I asked Scotty Demarest to fly in from Houston to take charge of the case.
- There will be a trial? That's all I have to say at this time.
- Mr.
Ewing would like to go home.
- Mr.
Ewing, how do you feel? I'm mad as hell, boy.
- Hi.
- Pam.
- Hey, Daddy.
- Oh, hi, Cliff.
- I'm sorry.
- You just worry about getting better.
How long was I out? Pam wouldn't tell me.
That is not important.
I've got some good news.
I had Jock Ewing arrested.
Jock arrested? Why? - For murder.
- Murder? - Have you lost your mind? - It's true.
You're using the DA's office to frame him? You just don't stop, do you? Daddy, I'm sorry.
I've gotta go home.
Daddy, I finally got Jock Ewing for you.
Hey, Cliff I sure could use a little drink.
A murder charge.
It's inconceivable.
It's something Barnes pulled out of thin air to make trouble.
Nobody's gonna convict Daddy.
What kind of evidence do they have to make an arrest? Cliff Barnes can't have that kind of power.
He must have convinced someone higher up.
Well, we won't know anything till Scotty Demarest gets here anyway.
Well, if you need Scotty Demarest to defend you, I'm worried.
He's the best, Mama.
We can afford the best.
That's why we got him, Mama.
Pam.
I'm so sorry, Jock.
Well, you can be proud of your brother today.
Shut up, J.
R.
Oh, Bobby.
With Digger so sick, what's wrong with Cliff? - What could he be thinking? - I don't know, but I intend to find out.
Honey, I'm sorry about Digger.
But I'm more concerned with what Cliff's doing to my daddy.
I can't stand it if you and Cliff are at each other's throats.
I don't want you to interfere.
Mr.
Demarest.
- You must be Bobby, right? - Sir, I am.
Let me take that for you.
I'd like you to meet my family right here.
My mother, my father and my brother, J.
R.
- Mr.
Demarest.
- Miss Ellie.
- Scotty.
- Jock.
- J.
R.
- Can I get you a drink, sir? - Scotch on the rocks.
- Why don't you sit down.
Thank you.
Just make yourself comfortable.
I'm very informal.
My name's Scotty.
- Here you are, sir.
- J.
R you were only a kid, but you're old enough to have killed Hutch McKinney.
- I don't find that particularly funny.
- Well, I didn't mean it to be funny.
- Miss Ellie could've killed him also.
- What the hell you getting at? There are five people in this room.
And out of this group here, only one, just one could not have killed Hutch McKinney, and that's Bobby because he was busy getting born.
Now, you step outside of this room and you take the entire population over 28 years old and that's the number of people who could've killed Hutch McKinney.
And that includes Hutch McKinney himself.
- Why are you telling us this? - That's going to have to be our defense.
That the odds are your husband did not kill Hutch McKinney.
Now, I've seen all the evidence the DA has.
And I'm gonna tell you, Jock, unless you have some other alibi we have a tough fight on our hands.
Jock.
- Is it really that bad? - I'm afraid so.
But I'm used to winning.
I'll get it.
Hello.
Yes, J.
R.
Ewing here.
Fort Worth? - Jock, I'd like to talk to you privately.
- Yeah.
- Miss Ellie, Bobby, excuse us.
- Sure.
- I'll be upstairs.
- All right.
I'll be there as soon as I can.
What's the matter, J.
R.
? And you said I was pushing Sue Ellen too hard.
What happened? - Where is she? Is she in trouble? - Police picked her up in Fort Worth.
She was so drunk, they had to break down a door to some apartment to keep her from destroying it.
- Well, why was she in Fort Worth? I don't know.
You gonna help me? - Yeah, let's go.
- All right.
You had no cause to worry Miss Ellie like that.
It's a murder case, Jock not some traffic violation.
- I have to be realistic.
- I understand that.
Now, there's at least one eyewitness to your fight with Hutch McKinney.
I'd like to hear your side of it.
Well, that That happened a long time ago, Scotty.
Why don't you give it a try, Jock.
Okay.
Well, I found out that Hutch had been cutting steers selling them, getting kickback on the feed money.
Maybe he padded other bills too.
I didn't have time to check.
He'd been up at Two Stick Pastures all day and I just couldn't talk to him.
But I knew that he and some of the boys liked to stop by the Braddock Saloon, have a few belts after they finished work.
It was the only saloon in town at the time.
But by then, I was I was just so damn mad I couldn't wait for him to get back to the bunkhouse.
So I drove into town to meet him.
Well, I got there a little early and had four or five belts before Hutch arrived.
Then all hell broke loose.
He was surprised to see me.
Hey, boss.
Let me buy you a drink.
Leave the bottle.
Long day, long day.
Here you go, boss.
You're real generous with my money, Hutch.
You pay the best wage in the state of Texas.
- That ain't good enough, is it? - What are you talking about? I'm telling you that you're finished, fired.
Pack your stuff and get off of Southfork.
- Why? - Because you're a thief, that's why.
You don't mean that.
I'll get you for this, Ewing.
Now, get off of Southfork and out of my sight, or next time, I'll kill you.
Don't you bet on it.
Picked himself up and left.
When I got back to the ranch, he was asleep with an empty jug of gin beside him.
Well, I jerked him outside, and we went at it again.
I guess I just lost all control, I was so damn mad.
Jock I don't think I'm gonna put you on the stand.
Well, aren't you gonna ask me if I killed him? I don't deal in guilt or innocence.
I deal in acquittals.
Jock, why don't you put away the paper.
It's just upsetting you.
Only a week.
Didn't take them long to get an indictment.
You didn't do it, Jock.
They won't convict you.
Well, anyway Iooks like all this business kept you from your meetings.
What happened? You let Matt Devlin build that project of his? No, he's not building.
At least, not there.
That mean the end of you and Matt Devlin? What makes you think there ever was a me and Matt Devlin? Well, I just thought maybe you spent more time with him than you had to, that's all.
- And you never said anything.
- Nothing to say.
I just figured that after all these years if you didn't know that I loved you, there's no way I'm gonna convince you.
Jock I hope you can understand what I was feeling.
I hardly do myself.
But after the mastectomy I felt unsure of myself as a woman.
I had to know if I could still be attractive to a man.
I used Matt Devlin.
But I'm afraid I I hurt him.
And you.
What did you find out? That I love you so much I could never be unfaithful to you.
Gonna stay in bed the rest of your life? Really doesn't matter anymore.
What is that supposed to mean? Nothing.
Give you a chance to talk to your family, tell them more lies about me.
I suppose it was a lie, Bobby and I having to bail you out of a Fort Worth police station.
I don't remember that.
No? And you don't remember tearing that apartment up in Fort Worth? Little love nest, Sue Ellen? I don't know what you're talking about, J.
R.
And I can't imagine you really caring about what you think I've done compared to the trouble that your daddy's in.
Daddy's in no trouble.
Being indicted for murder is trouble, J.
R.
, Ewing or no Ewing.
Well, honey, there's a big difference between being indicted and being convicted.
There's not a jury in Texas gonna convict my daddy on the flimsy evidence Cliff Barnes has.
Well, if your daddy goes to jail then you'll be in charge of Ewing Oil again.
Are you trying to tell me you're not on Cliff Barnes' side? Sue Ellen, after nine years of marriage you still don't know much about me, do you? I have a pretty damn good idea, J.
R.
Ewing Oil is my daddy, to me.
And everything I do, I do for my family, but especially my daddy which you might see if you'd stop looking at the world through the bottom of a glass.
How is he? Well, he woke up for a while, but he didn't say anything.
- He didn't recognize me.
- I'm worried about you, honey.
You get up every morning before dawn to be with him.
Well, I'm all right.
I don't want Daddy to be alone now.
No Cliff, huh? Well, he's had something else on his mind.
Yeah.
I talked to the hospital administration got a full-time nurse for Digger.
Bobby, thank you but I wanna be with Daddy when he wakes up.
Not gonna do him any good if you ruin your own health.
I'm gonna take you home.
Now.
Okay.
Vicky, I want copies of this sent to all prospective jurors.
Oh, I don't know if we can handle such a big mailing, Mr.
Barnes.
Try.
Really.
It's important.
- Hi, Vicky.
- Hello, Mr.
Sloan.
Sloan, I'm just on my way out.
Well, I wanted to congratulate you on the Jock Ewing indictment.
Well, wait till you hear the next step.
It's my understanding that Scotty Demarest likes to profile all prospective jurors.
- Yeah, so I heard.
I'm sending letters to all of them telling them they don't have to talk to his investigators.
Clever move, if you can afford the stamps.
Oh, Cliff you've done so well on this case I hate to be the one to tell you this.
The higher-ups are concerned about your prejudices against the Ewings.
You're not prosecuting the case, I am.
The Ewings applied pressure, and then you knife me.
- No.
- Sloan.
Sloan there wouldn't be a case without me.
I know that.
Now, as a concession they're gonna let you assist me in court.
What I cannot understand, Scotty, is how Cliff Barnes got a grand-jury indictment against my daddy for a case that is 28 years old.
Grand juries are hard to handle.
Is a trial jury gonna be any easier to handle? I hope I didn't hold you boys up.
No, we just got to the heart of the problem.
Bobby asked about trial juries.
Now, I have a special method for that.
Well, now, I know somewhat about that myself.
How much is it gonna cost? J.
R.
, I don't deal with juries the way you deal with elected officials.
I have no intention of landing in jail.
Well, suppose you tell us what we can do.
I want you gentlemen to hire a team of investigators.
And I want them to visit each and every name on the jury list.
We've got to get to know the jurors as well as we know our own family.
Well.
- Anything else, Scotty? - Yeah, it would help if you can remember what you did with your gun.
How it disappeared.
Well, I noticed it missing one day, that's all.
Maybe McKinney stole it.
That's about all I can tell you.
It's just not gonna help our case very much, is it? Jock, I'm the best, but I'm gonna tell you what they have.
Number one, they have identified the dead man and they found the body on Ewing property.
Number two, there was at least one eyewitness, maybe more to the fight between you and McKinney where you told him that you would kill him.
And third, they found your gun buried near the body and the bullet in the skull was fired from that gun.
You make it sound like my daddy's already convicted.
Murder trials are not predictable.
Now, your daddy is a very rich oilman, not very popular these days.
I expect to earn my fee.
Cliff Barnes has put together a very believable case.
Louella, I told you I didn't wanna be disturbed.
It's Pamela calling for Bobby.
- It's your wife on the phone.
- I'll take it at the desk.
- When will we get started, Scotty? - I'll bring that jury list in the morning.
- Yeah, hon, what is it? - Bobby, Digger's conscious.
- Is Cliff there? - Well, he's on his way.
So am I.
I wanna talk to him.
Okay, bye.
Cliff.
Get out of here, Bobby.
I came to see my daddy.
You and I are gonna have a talk about my daddy.
Nothing to talk about.
Get your hands off me! And what are you gonna do about it, have me arrested too? You want a real murder charge? Damn it, I'll give you one.
Yours.
- Now, come on.
- Bobby.
How you feeling? Would you get out? Can't you see the man's sick? Oh, come on.
You care? You spend all your time running around trying to send my daddy to prison.
Only thing you're interested in is vengeance.
Your son's framing my daddy for murder.
He is not being framed.
I have solid evidence You want Jock to go to prison for a murder he didn't commit? Come off it.
Jock's managed to hide it for all these years but he did kill Hutch McKinney - He didn't kill Hutch McKinney! - Bobby.
Answer me, Digger.
Is that what you want? For Daddy to go to jail and Mama be left alone? Is that how much she means to you? I didn't know your hatred for Daddy included her too.
I thought you loved her.
Bobby I never wanted this.
Not this.
I don't want it to hurt Miss Ellie.
Prosecution ready to call its first witness? Yes, sir.
Sheriff Fenton Washburn.
Scotty did you get the jurors you wanted? Well, Barnes was blocking us pretty good, but we'll see.
Do you swear that the testimony you're about to give will be the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help you God? - I do.
- Please be seated.
Would you state your name and occupation for the record, sir? Fenton Washburn, sheriff of Braddock County.
Now, kindly tell the court, in your own words, about finding the remains.
Well, sir, I didn't find it.
Actually, it was two of my deputies.
J.
R what's the matter? - I don't wanna testify.
- Well, you have to.
Daddy will be all right.
I'm afraid I'll say something to hurt his case.
Just tell the truth, that's all.
I tell you, no matter how the case comes out I'm gonna drive Cliff Barnes out of the state of Texas.
Well, you're gonna have to stand in line behind me, brother.
I wrote articles on this reconstruction technique for law-enforcement journals.
Your Honor, may I ask the bailiff to bring in results of Professor Calder's work? Objection, Your Honor.
Bringing that monstrosity into this courtroom could only be prejudicial to my client's case.
Would you gentlemen approach the bench.
Sloan, why do you need this thing? Well, a 28-year-old homicide has lost its relevance, Your Honor.
I'd like to show that Hutch McKinney was a real man that he lived and was killed.
Your Honor, it's a stunt.
It's like bringing a corpse into this courtroom.
Considering how old this case is, I'm gonna allow it.
Bring it in.
Your Honor, I'd like to have this marked people's exhibit A.
Your Honor, I object to this so-called piece of evidence.
It's been tampered with.
It's been mutilated by adding this.
It was not there when the assistant district attorney showed it to me.
Mr.
Sloan and Mr.
Demarest, I'd like to see you in my chambers.
Court is recessed for a half-hour.
When we return, I want that thing out of here.
Sue Ellen what are you doing right here in the middle of the courthouse drinking? Isn't that what you've always wanted? You should be supremely happy.
Here, use this mouth spray.
Here.
Daddy's in enough trouble without you sitting in there smelling like a distillery.
I only had one drink, to calm my nerves.
You know the worst thing that's happened to you, Sue Ellen? You've lost your class.
No, J.
R.
, the worst thing that happened to me is you.
Ray did Jock Ewing actively try to prevent the sheriff from getting the old employment records? No, sir, he didn't.
When you offered to look for them, did he stop you? No.
Has the sheriff ever mentioned the name Hutch McKinney? No, he never did.
So that even though the sheriff was merely on a hunting expedition to manufacture some evidence Jock didn't stop him.
- I object.
I'll rephrase it.
Did Jock Ewing prevent the sheriff from looking for him? - No.
Aunt Maggie.
Should've let me know sooner.
I didn't want you to make the trip from Kansas.
I know you haven't been feeling well.
It's nothing.
Just a touch of old age.
How's Digger? - He's not so good.
- What does the doctor say? They're not really sure.
Well I know it's no comfort, but we ought to have been prepared for this.
All that drinking.
My poor brother.
He was bound to end up like this.
Well, I'm really glad you're here.
Daddy, look who's here.
Well, you could've saved yourself a trip, Maggie.
I ought to be out of here in no time.
Mr.
Ewing, do you recognize this pistol? Mr.
Ewing, your daddy is not on the stand to answer the question, you are.
- It's a.
38.
- Could you be a little more specific? Objection.
Mr.
Ewing is not an expert on guns.
I am not questioning the witness as an expert.
I am questioning him as a Ewing.
Overruled.
Answer the question, Mr.
Ewing.
- It's an 1892 six-shot Colt.
- Go on.
It's a double-action .
38 service revolver.
It is also a presentation model, isn't it? - Yes, it is.
- Presented to whom by whom? The president of the company presented it to my grandfather, Aaron Southworth.
And your granddaddy gave it to whom? My father.
You were there on that occasion? Yes, I was.
It was my granddaddy's favorite gun.
- He wanted my daddy to have it.
- What was the occasion? My grandfather was dying.
He wanted my father to know that he had finally been accepted as part of the family.
Well, that must have been a very special gun to your daddy.
Yes, it was.
Probably kept it well oiled and clean all the time.
He did.
Any mention of it when it was missing? No.
You mean to tell me that he'd never told you that this special gun was missing? He never made mention of it at all? I find that hard to believe.
Well, I don't remember.
I was just a little kid at the time.
Mr.
Ewing, I understand if you're trying to cover up for your daddy.
Your Honor I object to the assistant district attorney's strong implication that Mr.
Ewing is a liar.
I demand an apology in front of this court.
I'm sorry, Mr.
Ewing.
One more question.
Did you ever see this gun again after McKinney disappeared? I don't remember.
Yes or no? No.
No more questions.
- Mr.
Demarest? - No questions, Your Honor.
You may step down, Mr.
Ewing.
Mr.
Tuttle, tell me what happened that night at the Southfork bunkhouse.
Everybody calls me Virgil.
Okay, Virgil.
What happened? Well, old Hutch, he start coming in the bunkhouse.
That? That's Hutch McKinney? Well, of course it's Hutch McKinney.
Go on.
Well, anyway, he went over to his bed, and he spread out and no time at all, he's snoring.
When old Hutch gets to snoring I could tell you stories - Virgil, Virgil.
What happened? - When? - Then.
That night.
Well, about midnight door to the bunkhouse flew open, and Jock Ewing come in.
He went over, and he pulled old Hutch right up out of the bed.
And he warned him what would happen if he found him on Southfork.
Then they both went outside.
What was the warning? Jock would kill him.
Did you go outside too? No, I figured it best I stay put.
Did you ever see Hutch McKinney again after that night? Never did.
- Or Jock Ewing? - Oh, sure.
He come in to wash up.
To wash up? At that time of night? Yeah, he had blood splattered all over him.
- Your Honor, may I approach the bench? - Yes.
May I ask the court's indulgence to call a recess? I've just found out my father's dying.
Yes, Mr.
Barnes.
Considering the time, the jury will be sequestered.
Court is adjourned until 9:00 tomorrow morning.
Miss Ellie, Digger is asking for you.
He's dying.
I'll be there.
- Where's Ellie? - She'll be here.
Just a couple of minutes.
Just take it easy.
Here, put this back on.
Oh, doesn't matter anymore.
- Oh, no, Daddy.
- Pam.
Now, you listen to your aunt Maggie, Pamela.
Ellie.
Hello, Digger.
I wanna talk to you.
- Cliff? - I'm right here, Daddy.
Cliff, I wanna know if everything I say now is legal.
I don't know what you're trying to say.
Ellie, I wasn't gonna say anything.
I was gonna let Cliff get his final revenge against Jock for me.
He'll probably ask do I still love you.
I do.
Even though I do And you were Jock's girl all along.
- Digger.
- I can't let Cliff do this to you.
What do you mean? I was drinking.
It was another of those three-day benders.
We were living in Braddock.
Maybe a mile from Southfork.
I came home to your mama, Pam Cliff like I always did.
Only this time, it wasn't the same.
Hey, what are you doing here, McKinney? None of your business, Barnes.
Digger Jock fired Hutch.
He's leaving Dallas.
I'm going with him, and we're gonna take Cliff.
Going with him? I don't understand.
What's McKinney doing here? - I'm in love with him.
- Go in the bed, Rebecca.
He's drunk.
Get rid of him.
We'll finish packing.
You're pregnant.
What about my baby? It's not your baby, Digger.
It's mine.
Rebecca? Digger Hutch is the daddy.
- You whore! - Why, you Say your prayers.
Don't shoot! Dragged him outside.
Put him in my car.
And I buried the body in the first open space I saw.
I realized later it was a section of Southfork.
And then I took Becky and Cliff and we moved to Corpus Christi.
When Becky died we went to Dallas to Maggie.
- Digger.
- I couldn't let Jock take the blame for what happened to Hutch.
Ellie you had to be taken care of.
Daddy what about the baby? - Baby? - The baby McKinney fathered.
I always loved you, Pam.
Me? Just like you were my own.
Is she gonna be all right, doc? Physically, yes.
She suffered a double blow today, Bobby the loss of her father and terrible confusion about her identity.
Is there anything I can do to help? Well, I can't tell you to give her plenty of love.
You do that already.
She may need some counseling, though.
- Psychiatric help? - Yes.
But give her a chance to come around on her own first.
That is don't put her into therapy right away.
And we'll see how she does.
Bobby she'll need a period of mourning too.
I talked to Scotty.
The DA's withdrawing the charges.
I guess McKinney did steal my gun.
I thought I lost it.
That's the reason I never said anything.
Jock.
Digger.
Killing McKinney.
- Man, that's hard to believe.
- Always knew you didn't do it, Dad.
Well, the way that prosecutor was going, I was beginning to believe I did.
I'm sorry about having to testify against you.
- I sure didn't wanna do that.
- Well, you did what you had to do, J.
R.
And you did it like a man.
What a loss for Pam.
Oh, I don't know.
I don't think Digger's a loss for anybody.
Well, he saved my neck, J.
R.
I can forgive him a lot for that.
Well, no offense, sir.
Y'all excuse me now.
I can't believe Digger's gone.
Well, you know, before Digger and I split up, Ellie we sure had some great times together.
I swear that man could smell oil Digger finally accepted our marriage, Jock.
Yeah, I guess he did.
Are you sure there's nothing else you'd like me to say, Mrs.
Monihan? No, please.
Just the 23rd Psalm.
It's all he'd have had patience for.
Are you all right? The Lord is my shepherd.
I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.
He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul.
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil.
For thou art with me.
Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.