Dallas s13e16 Episode Script

NARRATOR: Last on Dallas: - Is that an engagement ring, April? - Bobby, could we go? And I know just what you're going to give the groom as a wedding present.
Bobby, could we please go? Three beautiful oil fields that once were the property of Ewing Oil.
By the end of the week, we'll be swimming in oil.
If you were doing the right thing, why didn't you tell me? - Why'd I have to hear about it from McKay? - With you backing me, how can I lose? Tom Baker, please.
April Stevens calling.
The three fields I just bought from Ewing Oil, I wanna sell them.
STEPHANIE: There's no angle, no deception.
I am the woman that can take you where you want to go.
There isn't "us" if you don't understand me.
- You can buy your oil fields back with this.
- This is our last option.
Well, I'm not gonna quit, you know.
I'm sorry, Mr.
Ewing, there just isn't any oil.
PHYLLIS: Bobby, is something wrong? You're gonna think I'm crazy but I think I just saw Pam.
Excuse me.
Evening, Sam.
SAM: Evening, Mr.
Ewing.
Can I get your car for you? No, actually, I was interested in that couple that just left.
I think I recognized an old friend.
SAM: Sure, that was Stanton Drake of the Stanton Drake Realty.
- Is he the one you're looking for? - No.
No, actually, it was the young lady he was with.
Sorry, I can't help you there.
Never seen her before.
Well, thank you, Sam.
ELLIE: Look, everybody, we tried, and that's all that matters.
It was a long shot, anyway.
Had to figure most of the oil been taken out the ground years ago.
You did everything you could, Dad.
Wasn't your fault this place was a bust.
Who says we have to stop looking? Maybe there's oil in the place we haven't looked.
Well, I still think there is.
I also think it's time for everybody to go home to Southfork.
I don't mind staying.
J.
R: You don't mind staying away from school, son.
Would you take him back for me, darling? I'll be home in a couple of days.
Well, where are you going? Well, I gotta check out some information.
I'm just waiting on a call from Sly.
Well, J.
R.
, I don't wanna go without you.
Well, I might have to travel a lot.
Be easier if I was alone.
I'm telling you, Bobby, these are sad days for Dallas.
We're putting up more houses than we can sell.
It's like living in a ghost town.
So if you're in the market, you've got plenty of choices and at bargain prices.
Now, for a million or so, you can do real well.
I just happen to have a brochure with our listing.
Actually, what I'm looking for is a little information.
It's all in the brochure.
I'll even knock down my commission for you.
BOBBY: No, no, not that kind of information.
I saw you at the Oil Barons Club last night.
I think I recognized the young lady that you were with, but I'm not sure.
STANTON: You mean Jeanne? Jeanne? STANTON: Jeanne O'Brien.
Do you know her? No.
Jeanne was Pam's middle name.
- Pam? BOBBY: My ex-wife.
Ha, ha.
Life is full of funny coincidences.
There's this beautiful new house that came on the market.
- I mean, this place is loaded.
- Have you known Jeanne O'Brien long? Well, to tell you the truth, Bobby, I've only known her for a couple of months.
Last night's the first I spent time alone with her.
That's just because we were celebrating her first sale.
She's a nice girl, but she keeps to herself, if you know what I mean.
A mystery woman? Yeah, I guess so.
But she's a terrific agent.
I mean, normally she doesn't represent houses in your price range but why don't I set up a meeting between the two of you, anyway? I'm sure Jeanne can find you exactly what you're looking for.
I'll take a warm-up.
[SIGHS.]
Thank you.
Tell me more about this, uh, Stephanie Rogers.
Mm-hm.
She is very intelligent, attractive, high-powered and she got some kind of an accent.
I don't know, English, yeah.
And she either owns her own PR company, or she works for one.
Except I don't trust her for a minute.
MAN: And you want me to, uh, check her out? I want you to do more than that.
I want you to go through all the doors, open every closet door just try to find me a skeleton.
Any specific skeleton? Yeah, a skeleton that has a little tag on it that says, "J.
R.
Ewing.
" [LAUGHING.]
Boy, these eggs benedict here, they're terrific, aren't they? Yes, sir.
Are you talking about the same J.
R.
Ewing, uh, of Ewing Oil? The one and only.
And, uh, you think this Stephanie Rogers is linked to him somehow? Could be.
I don't know.
She's just too good to be true.
And anytime someone like that crosses my path, I tend to get real suspicious.
I mean, even if she and J.
R.
Ate at the same restaurant at different times opposite sides of the room, I wanna know about it.
Mm-hm.
Aren't you gonna eat? Uh, in a minute.
Uh-huh.
Thanks.
- Well, you take care of yourself, J.
R.
- I will, Mama.
Bye-bye.
Don't take too long, okay, Dad? Be home as soon as I can.
- Where's your jacket? Everybody's ready.
- I don't wanna go.
Now, don't make a fuss.
There doesn't have to be a fuss if you let me stay here.
I'm going to be traveling.
Got a lot of things to check out.
It'd be easier for me if I was alone, I told you.
Easier? Am I a piece of luggage you can't wait to unload every time you've got business? - Can we discuss this when I get home? - Home? J.
R.
, you are never home.
You're always running to Austin or some place where I'm not allowed to follow.
Now, I'm your wife, J.
R.
I should be with you, not home alone at Southfork.
That's right, you are my wife, and I expect you to be on my side.
[PHONE RINGING.]
Now, would you excuse me? Yeah? Uh, what is it, Sly? Well, I called the DMV in Oklahoma.
Daniel Callahan does possess a valid driver's license so he's still alive, at least.
- You got an address for me? - Yes, but it's for his business only.
He is listed as president of Callahan Oil in Barkley, Oklahoma, right outside of Tulsa.
I knew that rascal would be around somewhere.
J.
R.
, are you sure about this? This guy's pretty old.
Never underestimate the elderly.
Now, I'll be in touch with you as soon as I get to Tulsa.
And, Sly uh, I don't want anybody to know where I am.
I mean, nobody.
Yes, sir.
Maybe this isn't such a good idea.
I mean, the last thing Dallas needs is another singles bar.
But it's not gonna be a singles bar.
APRIL: Honey, this looks like a singles bar to me.
Well, ours will be different.
It'll be for all singles, not just those on the make or in the mood for casual sex.
Now, come on, you were full of great ideas a few days ago.
I was in a better mood a few days ago.
But I guess a private phone at every table could work.
MICHELLE: Absolutely.
I mean, you said yourself, we wanna make this a casual drop-in kind of a place.
You could have your own booth, private phone.
The guy at the next table wants to call you, fine.
If not, disconnect the phone.
April, it's a brilliant idea.
[IN DEEP VOICE.]
You ladies look like you could use some company.
- Get lost.
- [IN NORMAL VOICE.]
Are you sure? Yes, I am very [CHUCKLES.]
I think I just changed my mind.
So why'd you wanna meet here, anyway? April and I have a wonderful idea, and we want you to be part of it.
Well, I'm always in the mood for a wonderful idea.
MICHELLE: Mm-hm.
First, you have a terrific background for business.
Ooh.
Ha, ha.
Second, you've been looking for a stake in Dallas.
- Excuse me.
- And third WOMAN [O VER PHONE.]
: Ewing Oil.
Is Bobby Ewing there, please? WOMAN: I'm sorry, this is the answering service.
Ewing Oil is closed for the day.
Do you wish to leave a message? No.
No, thank you.
Oh, hello.
MEG: Can I help you? Uh, yeah.
I'm J.
R.
Ewing.
I'm looking for Blackie Callahan.
Blackie no longer works here.
I understand he is still the president of Callahan Oil.
Oh, well, I guess he is in an honorary sort of way.
I'm his daughter, Meg Callahan.
Can I offer you a sandwich? Uh, liverwurst or chicken? Uh, no, nothing for me.
Thanks.
Maybe you can tell me where he is.
It's important I talk to him.
Really? Would you like something to drink? What you got? Uh, milk.
Uh, regular, low-fat, non-fat.
Uh, regular will be fine.
Why do you wanna see Blackie, anyway? Well, he was a friend of my daddy, Jock Ewing's.
Oh, sure.
I've heard Blackie mention him from time to time.
Now, they used to go wildcatting together with Digger Barnes.
- Yeah, yeah, that's right.
- Ha, ha.
Daddy used to say, when Blackie sniffed oil, everybody was covered with crude as soon as they started drilling.
Yes.
That's why they call him Blackie.
I've heard that too.
Well, I need his magic now.
I got a little field in Texas, and I know there's oil there.
And I need your daddy to help me find it.
Why don't you hire me? I got the background and experience.
Uh, well, I'm sorry.
I've gone that route.
And now you want a lucky charm.
Well, it's more than that.
Blackie's got a proven track record.
I wouldn't be here if it wasn't important.
[SIGHS.]
Okay, Mr.
Ewing.
Blackie's indisposed at the moment but if you'll come back here first thing tomorrow l'll take you to see him.
Thanks.
Mr.
Ewing.
I'm Jeanne O'Brien.
Stanton Drake asked me to show you the house.
I'm sorry.
This is gonna sound really corny but have we met somewhere before? I don't know.
Have we? Oh, of course.
You're the Bobby Ewing of Ewing Oil.
I've seen you on TV almost every night this month.
Congratulations on the committee verdict.
Thank you.
I just wish we hadn't needed that verdict in the first place.
Oh, I know.
All that oil in the gulf, it was terrible.
I'm sorry.
I don't have to tell you that.
Is there something wrong? Why do you ask? Well, you're staring at me.
Do I have food caught between my teeth or something? No.
I'm sorry.
Uh, my mind just wandered, I guess.
Well, that's all right.
You just looked a little strange for a minute.
- Well, shall we look at the house? - Please.
All the rooms are light and airy and you have plenty of spare bedrooms for your family and guests.
Uh-huh.
Uh, Stanton tells me that you're one of his best agents.
Really? Well, that was very nice of him.
- And as you can see, this is the living room.
- Yeah, it's nice.
Um - Are you from Dallas? - Born and bred.
Uh, the kitchen is right through here.
BOBBY: Well, what made you decide to take up real estate as a profession if you don't mind my asking? I was poor, grew up on the wrong side of the tracks.
I thought real estate would make me rich.
I guess I should have moved to L.
A.
So, what do you think? It's fine.
I suppose now you're gonna tell me your daddy's in the oil business.
Well, yes, he was.
If you consider being the assistant mechanic at the local gas station in the oil business.
This area off of here would make a nice, um, dining area, if you like.
I don't know much about that stuff.
What would you do? Me? Oh, I don't know.
I guess I'd put in a round table with some comfortable chairs maybe even build in a window seat.
I guess that's what I'd do.
- Do you have any brothers and sisters? - One brother.
What does he do? Ha, ha.
He's a teacher here in Dallas.
Why? I don't know.
I guess I'm just curious.
Would you like to see the pool area? No.
This really isn't what I'm after.
Do you have anything else you could show me? Yes.
WOMAN: Right this way, gentlemen.
Can I get anyone some coffee? - No.
- Ah, no, thank you.
- Thank you for coming.
- Thank you.
I guarantee this won't be a waste of your time.
We know that, Mr.
Ewing, or we wouldn't be here.
It's Beaumont.
My name is James Beaumont, not Ewing.
Well, you are J.
R.
Ewing's son, aren't you? Yes.
Ah.
Well, then, that's quite all right.
Please continue.
Okay.
Here's what I'm going to do for you.
I'm gonna bring you in on the best investment you'll ever make.
- What's that? - I wanna buy some property on the West End, redesign it and turn it into a restaurant.
Well, but Dallas has plenty of restaurants.
But not a real New York-type restaurant.
I know people that work in the hottest places in Manhattan.
They're willing to work with me to create an upscale extremely trendy New York-style bistro.
Like this.
Oh, hmm.
Well.
Well, that's quite an idea, Mr.
Ewing.
Uh, Beaumont.
So how much money are you thinking of putting down? I'm prepared to invest $200,000.
The balance of a million-two is what I require from you with prevailing interest rates to be paid up at the end of five years.
Sounds fine to me.
Who's cosigning this loan for you, uh, J.
R.
Or Bobby? Neither.
I have established bank accounts in both New York and Paris.
I have the list of banks right here.
Well, I'm sure you have a fine bank balance, son but, uh, New York's New York.
This is Dallas.
So? We know Bobby and J.
R.
- We don't know you.
- Call my bank.
They'll tell you all about me.
That's just some stranger's voice on the other end of the phone, Jimmy.
The only reason we even agreed to this meeting is because we thought we were doing business with J.
R.
And Bobby.
Why isn't your daddy helping you out on this? Because I don't need his help.
I have my own money.
Why is this such a problem? The problem is that 25 percent of our banks went belly-up doing business with strangers.
And we stayed afloat, because we only deal with people we know.
Get your Daddy or your Uncle Bobby to cosign the loan for you, son.
Then we can do some business.
No.
You come into the twentieth century.
Then we can do some business.
Poached red snapper and no dressing on the salad.
CLIFF: That's it? Women, all alike, always on a diet.
Here, okay, I want cheddar-cheese-and-bacon potato skins sour cream on the side, cattlemen's steak, rare French fries, no ketchup.
[GRO ANS.]
And I'll check out the dessert tray later.
- Of course.
- Scotch.
I need more Scotch, Debbie.
So where were we? Well, I was just about to get you an Alka-Seltzer.
Ha, ha.
Hey, I'm hungry for food and political spotlight.
Cliff, the governorship is not gonna happen overnight.
Now, this state has an Oil Regulatory Commission.
What the ORC needs is Cliff Barnes.
- Forget it.
It's a dead-end job.
STEPHANIE: Not for you.
The ORC is the most visible nonpolitical office in the state.
You're saying that half the media's there.
And the public's undying gratitude because with my help you're gonna make things happen.
Well, it sounds great.
When is this great plan gonna be set into motion? Two days.
I have an interview scheduled for you on Newsmakers.
Primetime in color? I'm impressed.
Gordon Wickstrom is a tough interviewer but I think you can handle him with my research and your charm.
You'll own him in five minutes flat.
What do you do in your spare time? Whip up a soufflé for six? Never let your husband think he's not the main man.
What do husbands have to do with anything? CLIFF: Just curious.
- Why? Because husbands like to know how you spend your time.
- And with whom.
CLIFF: That's right.
So the bottom line is, you wanna know whether or not I'm married.
- Maybe.
STEPHANIE: Maybe.
Not even elected, and already the master of evasion.
Ha, ha.
So are you? So am I what? Oh [LAUGHING.]
[SIGHS.]
- Are you married? - My personal life doesn't matter.
Cliff, it's yours that we have to worry about.
If I'm the master of evasion you're the queen.
Well, I think a little mystery is so important to a good relationship.
Don't you? It's not fair.
You should be allowed to build your own business if you want.
Yeah.
It's the good-old-boy network at its worst.
No wonder this city's falling apart.
The only people doing business are too damn old and set in their ways.
I bet they spend too much time making deals and not enough time with their wives and children.
Yeah, and J.
R.
Is a prime example.
Tell me about it.
J.
R.
's got all these guys fawning all over him.
I mean, you're nothing if you don't have J.
R.
Backing you.
He plans it that way.
See, J.
R.
Wants everybody to believe he's the most important man in the world.
- Well, that's not always true.
- It is.
He pays more attention to his precious business than he does our marriage.
I know he loves you.
I am so tired of everybody telling me that.
Sure, in the beginning, he was wonderful.
He paid all sorts of attention to me.
And now I don't have to worry about him and other women.
I have to worry about him and Ewing Oil.
Well, fight back, Cally.
I mean, you've got your painting.
- Build a career.
- I thought my marriage was my career.
I know this sounds old-fashioned, but I like taking care of J.
R.
I wanted to be married to him, not my painting.
Yeah.
I wanted him to be my father, not my boss.
I won't be another Sue Ellen.
I won't.
Ow! - You okay? - Ow! There's no broken bones.
I don't care about broken bones.
I just don't want a broken heart.
Just coffee for me, please.
I had a big dinner last night.
BOBBY: That'll be fine for me too.
So how's it going? I see your face and see your name everywhere.
Oh, yeah.
Well, it's no big deal.
You made the right decision.
I wanna thank you.
A lot of stuff you didn't know about.
I had no choice.
You've always got a choice, Cliff.
No, I had no choice, not if I wanted to sleep at night.
I'm telling you, J.
R.
Is not off the hook.
I'm watching him.
He makes one mistake, he and Marie Antoinette can compare notes.
Well, I hope that's a long time coming.
There's something else I wanna talk to you about.
- I hope it's not too serious.
- Just somebody I want you to meet.
If you got some time later, I'm gonna meet her in a few hours.
Her? Whoa, someone new.
But I wanna know what happened with you and April.
Don't jump to any conclusions.
I just want you to meet this person and give me your impression.
Well, I'm flattered, but I think you're going too quickly.
- Don't read into it, Cliff.
Just meet her.
- Yeah.
What's going on? You'll see.
Meg, I don't like mysteries.
So why don't you tell me where we're going? Well, you'll see for yourself in a minute.
Uh, Blackie, do you remember me? Jock Ewing's boy.
Junior Ewing.
Well, I'll be damned.
I thought you'd be dead by now or at least on my side of the glass.
What the hell you doing here? Well, I kind of wanna talk to you.
You got me out of a card game just to talk? Talk's cheap and you're costing me a lot of money, boy.
Hey, wait.
Pick it up.
Hey.
Well, to tell you the truth, I wanna get you out of here.
Well, thanks, Junior.
But there's no place I'd rather be than right here behind these prison walls.
[BECKMAN LAUGHING.]
BECKMAN: I'm not surprised Blackie wouldn't go with you.
He likes it here.
- Warden, you're pulling my leg.
- Damnedest thing I've ever seen.
This is about the lowest security you can get.
Nobody's ever here more than a month or two, except Blackie.
- And why's that? - Who knows? We let him go, he throws a brick through the window so he can get back in.
He's due out next week.
I guarantee he'll break a window and be back inside before we can even change his bed linen.
I don't suppose you could speed up his release? Mr.
Ewing, if you can promise he won't be back you can have him tonight and for the rest of his life.
- You got a deal.
- Done.
Oh.
So you spent all day showing houses and didn't even get a nibble? Well, maybe one, and you will never guess from who.
Bobby Ewing.
The Bobby Ewing of Ewing Oil? - Well, give the girl a kewpie doll.
- That's great.
- He's gorgeous.
He's rich.
He's single.
- No, he's not.
I saw a wedding band on his finger.
Oh, okay.
So shoot me for looking.
Listen, I don't know what the ring's all about, but, honey, he is divorced, for years.
Never mind about the house.
Marry him.
Why didn't I think of that? Well, what's he like? You know, it's funny.
He was asking me a lot of questions.
- Really? - It had nothing to do with the house.
- Really? Like what? JEANNE: Like about me.
- Girl, he is interested in you.
- Sheryl, let's face it.
I am a middle-class Dallas girl who's been driving used cars all of her life.
I'm not exactly what you'd call a prime catch especially for somebody like Bobby Ewing.
Would you stop that right now? Look at Craig Heifer.
He was captain of the football team in high school.
He was gorgeous, smart.
He was interested in you.
He was interested in my biology notes.
So if Bobby Ewing wants your biology notes, who are you to turn him down? [BOTH LAUGHING.]
Well, of course you didn't get no oil.
All the pressure in the world's not gonna bring oil up out of a formation when there's none to be brung up.
Well, there's a fellow in town.
He has a well.
Now, he thinks he's found something.
Oh, sure, you're going to find a drib or a drab here and there but nothing like the old days.
Well, sorry to have bothered you, and thank you for your time.
Of course there's always Buck Flat.
- What's that? - Buck Flat.
Now, I'm sure there's an ocean of oil under there.
I was just beginning to talk about it to a few people when, well, the oil business went in the mud pit.
What are you saying? Well, oil went to 30 cents a barrel.
It didn't pay to look for it, let alone bring it up out of the ground so we all just packed our suitcases and went home.
Me, it didn't make me no never mind, because I was rich as Midas anyway.
Are you telling me there's oil under Buck Flat? I've told you that about eight times.
To quote an old oil-field buddy of mine, read my lips.
There is oil under Buck Flat.
Come with me, Blackie.
Help me find it.
Like I told you, all my friends are in here and I don't wanna be out there, growing old and lonely.
Listen, I'll pay you enough you can live in your own private jail cell.
I've got all the money I need.
Well, what do you want? Anything, you just name it.
- Anything? - That's right.
All right.
Beth-Anne Templeton.
Beth-Anne Templeton.
Beth-Anne Templeton, prettiest thing in Tulsa.
She had thick black hair, big round blue eyes and the tiniest little feet you ever wanted to see on a human being.
[CHUCKLES.]
- And? - Tell you what.
You arrange for me to have one night with Beth-Anne and I'll go with you to Pride.
What do you say? You got a deal.
[CHUCKLES.]
Deal.
Oh, my God.
BOBBY: So it's not my imagination.
CLIFF: Well, if it is, we're both hallucinating.
She is a spitting image of Pam.
- You wanna meet her? - I wouldn't miss it for the world.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Jeanne, this is Cliff Barnes.
- Cliff, Jeanne O'Brien.
Delighted to meet you.
Cliff Barnes of the Barnes Commission? You're friends? We've known each other for years.
Boy, it's just amazing.
You look just like my sister.
Do I? Pam, yeah, she was in an auto accident a couple years ago and she had plastic surgery.
She looks just like Pam would have after surgery.
Well, that's very interesting, I guess.
Mr.
Ewing, are you even interested in looking at houses? Oh, absolutely.
Let me tell you what I'm looking for over dinner.
Okay.
- Cliff.
CLIFF: Yeah.
And Phil Simms lets a long one go.
BOTH: Phil Simms? John Ross, the idea is to catch the ball.
That's not fair.
Phil Simms plays for the Giants.
- Well, so? - We play for the Cowboys.
And only the Cowboys.
I think it's a do-over.
All right, you guys be the Cowboys.
I'm gonna go help Cally clean up.
- Oh, come on, James, don't leave now.
- We were just warming up.
- All right, well, let's all help her.
- No, that's all right.
Christopher and I can go play by ourselves.
Come on, Christopher.
That was quick thinking.
Now, why would they wanna be the team with the worst record in football? I don't care.
I'm having the best day in the world.
Ha, ha.
I'm having a pretty great day, myself.
I thought you liked working.
- Well, I like playing a whole lot better.
- Me too.
I know it sounds like I'm complaining all the time but it's just that my life has become real boring.
Aw, I don't blame you for feeling upset.
J.
R.
Hasn't been home a lot these days.
But even when he is home, we have to go to business dinners and business parties.
Yeah.
That sounds great.
Especially since there's never anybody my own age.
Everyone always seems so much older, and we don't have anything in common.
That's why a day like today is so nice.
Yeah, ha, ha, sure, now you have someone your own age to play with.
It's not just that.
You understand.
My life was so empty before.
And now? I'm glad you're here.
So am I.
JOHN ROSS: You're gold.
Where'd it go? I'm gonna go show Christopher and John how great the New York Giants really are.
CHRISTOPHER: Come on, let's go for another one.
Why, sure, I know Beth-Anne Templeton.
She's the love of Blackie's life.
Here, have a look.
J.
R: This is Beth-Anne Templeton? - The one and only.
Taken in 1930-something, right before she and Blackie had a huge fight and Blackie married Mama instead.
He never saw her again.
- Well, she must be a hundred years old.
- Mm, closer to 80.
Are you telling me I'm pinning all my hopes on a crazy old man that wants to spend one night of love with his 80-year-old ex-girlfriend? You got it.
I must be just as crazy as he is.
[CHUCKLES.]
I'll be right back.
I just need to call my office.
Sure.
What the hell's going on here? - Having dinner.
I'm looking for a house.
- No, you're not.
What kind of game you playing? I find her interesting, Cliff.
That's all.
She's gotten under your skin, hasn't she? No, she hasn't.
Let me tell you something.
She's not Pam and the longer you're with her, the more you should realize that.
There are so many similarities, Cliff.
Not only does she look like Pam, they have the same kind of background.
You're crazy, you know that? Chasing some fantasy.
Well, maybe I am.
What's with you and April? We're not getting along too well right now.
We broke up for a while.
Well, I'm sorry to hear that.
What about this girl? How you think she's gonna feel when you tell her? It's harmless.
I know she's not Pam.
But every time I look at her, Cliff I flash back to the times that Pam and I had together.
Bobby, I'm telling you, this is not healthy.
I'll tell her the truth.
CLIFF: When? Soon.
Sorry about that.
But I just found out about another house on the market and this one I think you're really gonna like.
BOBBY: I can't wait to see it.
So how do I look? Fine.
Fine? I look great.
I look more than great.
I look ultra-great.
And we're gonna be late, so hurry up.
Maybe I shouldn't go.
Why? Because you're afraid we might run into Bobby? Bobby doesn't go to singles bars.
And neither do we, except to buy them.
So come on.
- I did what you asked, J.
R.
- And? Wasn't easy.
In fact, we almost got thrown off the plane.
- But they're all here.
- Well, show them to me.
- Girls.
ALL: Blackie, at last we meet again.
Oh, my lord.
Problems can be solved as long as we have the leadership who is willing to help solve them.
Where are we going to look for that leadership? Not in the halls of Congress where competency has reached an all-time low.
We have to look to ourselves, Gordon.
Each and every one of us has to figure out what we as individuals can do to solve the problems.
GORDON: Now, that's a little easier said than done, isn't it? No.
We need to elect people who are willing to do the dirty work.
I see.
And you are one of these people? The environment is one of our biggest problems.
And, yes, I am more than willing to do the dirty work for ourselves, for our children and for our future.
And we are out of time.
Thank you, Cliff Barnes.
And thank you for tuning us in.
For Newsmakers, this is Gordon Wickstrom.
Good night.
Well, thank you very much, Cliff.
You have my vote.
Thanks.
- You were magnificent.
- Hey.
Thanks.
Excuse me.
Uh, would you give me just a minute? Just a minute.
Sorry.
I thought you might want this information as soon as possible.
Yeah.
What do you got for me? - Stephanie Gale Rogers - Yeah.
Owner of Stephanie Rogers and Associates one of the biggest public-relations firms in the state.
Her father was an American, in the diplomatic service and she spent most of her childhood in England.
She was married for four years, divorced the last three.
She's a high-powered savvy lady with plenty of contacts.
- One of them being? - Not J.
R.
Ewing.
Really? Really? You sure of that? Mr.
Barnes, I checked under every rock I could find.
They don't shop at the same store, eat at the same restaurant, drive the same cars.
Okay.
Now, Carter McKay and Westar, what about them? You didn't tell me to look for them but, uh, as far as I remember, none of those names came up.
Okay.
That's great.
Thanks.
Thanks.
You did a good job.
You really Um, bill me.
So now you know my full name, that I was married and if your man was thorough enough, the fact that I can do what I say.
I don't know what you're talking about.
He's a friend.
You are going to make a wonderful politician, Cliff.
You lie with such a straight face.
Ha, ha.
I had you checked out.
- Now, what's wrong with that? - Nothing.
I'd have been very disappointed if you hadn't.
Where do we go from here? Well, I go down to Austin and you go to the poshest and most expensive health spa in Texas.
Why would I do something like that? To get rid of the French fries and donuts.
Well, I'm not gonna go any place like that.
How's it gonna look for me to be there? You know, no, I can't, anyway, because I can't be out of the action that long.
You'll be surprised at the people that'll be there with you.
You play this right you could make some very important contacts.
How expensive is it? Call it business.
Take it off your taxes.
Now, Blackie, just remember, it's been a long time since you've seen Beth-Anne.
Now, she may not look the same.
Now, don't be such a nervous nelly, Junior.
Uh, she'll look the same.
Her looks is timeless.
We all change, Blackie.
Not Beth-Anne.
Well, this is it.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR.]
WOMAN: Come in.
Now, oh, before I forget to Thank you, Junior.
Well, here goes nothing.
Have a good time, now.
WOMAN: Oh, Blackie.
At last we meet again.
BLACKIE: Beth-Anne, you look the same as when I last saw you.
Holy jumping Jehoshaphat.
Oh, God.
JEANNE: So that's your vision of the perfect house.
That's it.
Well, I know just where to find it.
- Really? - Uh-huh.
It's about 40 minutes from here.
You just described everything I've ever heard about a place called Southfork.
[LAUGHING.]
- I described Southfork? - Yes, you did.
I'll call the owner, ask her if she's willing to sell it to you.
Now, that would be Eleanor Ewing.
Why don't you see if I can just stay there a while, find out if I like it or not? I can see my commission going right out the window.
You know what? The house we looked at the other day, I'll buy that one.
- You promise? - I promise.
Then I'm gonna sell it, and you can make two commissions.
Now, which house are we talking about? The one we saw in the morning or the one we saw with your friend Cliff? I'll buy them both.
One for you and one for Cliff? Oh, sure.
Cliff loves anything he can get for free.
Why are you two friends? Especially after this tanker business? I thought you'd be sworn enemies for life.
Cliff and I have a stronger tie than friendship.
What do you mean? I brought this to show you.
- That's me.
- No.
That's Pam.
Pam was Cliff's sister.
And she was my wife.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR.]
Oh, crap.
All right.
I'm coming.
Hold your horses.
Junior, I wanna thank you.
That was the best night of my life.
- I'll tell you.
- Well, good.
- Everything go all right with Beth-Anne? - Uh, Beth-Anne? Ha, ha.
You think I'm crazy? That old broad must be 90 if she's a day.
But this new lady, she's pure de-terrific.
Well, buddy, you gave me my night.
Let's go find us some oil.
NARRATOR: Next on Dallas: Dang.
Dang, man.
You said when it came to finding oil you were never wrong.
- I want you in my bed, James Beaumont.
- Well, I'm not some stud for hire.
I promised you a favor.
I always keep my promises.
BLACKIE: You're standing on it.
- On what? - The oil.
APRIL: Does this have anything to do with that woman? The one that looks like Pam? There's something going on, and I feel like I'm losing control of it.
Hey! Hey! Stand by.
They have the blowout prepared.
I can be Pam, and you can live it all over again.