[theme music]
[music continues]
[instrumental music]
[Pamela] Bobby James Ewing. I don't believe you.
[Bobby] Well, now, this is a fine state of affairs.
We're married less than 24 hours
and my new bride doubts my veracity.
I do if you say you're not nervous.
Well, I'm not nervous.
Except for maybe one or two little butterflies somewhere.
[music continues]
Your folks are gonna throw me right off that ranch.
Relax, honey. You're my wife now.
You're family. You are a Ewing.
And once that sinks in, they're gonna love you like I do.
Before it sinks in is what worries me.
Relax, sweetheart. Everything's gonna be fine.
- If you say so, Bobby. - Yeah, I say so.
Gonna be a cold day today, eh?
Not for everybody.
You wanna fill it up with unleaded
and check under the hood for me.
And then pull it over to the side
we're gonna have some breakfast.
Appreciate it. Come on, sweetie.
You work with Jock Ewing personally or Ewing oil?
Ewing Oil Company.
How long did you work for Ewing Oil, Mr. Bradley?
Um, about five years, Senator Barnes.
No, I'm not a senator.
The gentleman on my left and right are senators.
I'm just a legal counsel. I'm counsel for this committee.
[Phil Bradley on TV] I gotcha.
[Cliff Barnes on TV] Uh... did you carry..
J.R., you want me to open the drapes or not?
Daylight will make a glare on the TV.
Go ahead, open them up.
Maybe the glare will blind that jackass.
[Phil Bradley] I told you, my job was courier, not opener.
Those envelopes were sealed.
[Cliff Barnes] Did you ever have any reason to think
that there was money in those envelopes?
[Phil Bradley] I never had any reason to think
about anything except maybe traffic.
Were you ever told to be careful with the envelopes?
I wasn't hired to be careless
so no one told me, had to tell me about it.
Seems like old Phil is handling Cliff Barnes just fine.
Mm.
Old Phil will be spilling his guts by noontime.
I hope the old man ain't watching this.
[phone ringing]
John Ewing Junior's office.
Good, how about yourself?
Fine. Yes, he's right here.
It seems he is watching.
Hello, daddy.
- You watching this thing? - Yes, sir.
I see a couple of familiar faces sitting there.
Them old boys are supposed to be on our side.
Why in the hell ain't they saying anything?
- I don't know. - Where's Bobby?
I don't know, he's in New Orleans someplace.
New Orleans, get him back and send him down to Austin.
Tell him to spread around a few B's and collect
some of our markers, you hear?
Yes, sir.
[male #1 on TV] I don 't know.
To pay Pearl?
Now look, you're on to something that
I know nothing about.
Ouch.
That's for sticking your nose where it don't belong.
Most men keep work in their briefcases.
This is work, honey, I told you
I'm Ewing Oil's goodwill ambassador.
You got a whole sachel full of goodwill there.
Yeah. Daddy calls them B's. Booze, broads and booty.
That's what keeps the independent oil men independent.
I thought you had a hand in running the family business.
Well, I do, honey, I got a hand in keeping
the business running, same thing.
No, it's not.
Pammy, I like my job. It's people, it's a good time.
And women.
Now, just because I got what I want, don't mean I can't help
some old boys get a little of what they can
get on their own, does it?
Especially if the good old boys
do a turn for Ewing Oil now and then?
Well, see there? You're not so dumb.
[car revving]
[pleasant music]
[music continues]
[J.R.] Ray.
Ray?
Yes, sir.
That's you, Ray?
Yeah, yeah. Be right down.
- Good morning. - Morning.
Did you take my granddaughter to school today?
No, sir. Haven't seen her.
Well, maybe one of the boys took her.
Yeah.
You know what?
I want you to do something for me.
Sir.
I want you to make sure that
Lucy gets to school every day.
We've been getting letters saying she misses more
than she goes, and she ain't ever gonna graduate that way.
Sure thing. I'll take care of it.
I'm counting on you, boy.
Oh, Ray.
Yeah.
[coughs]
You and that fine looking Barnes girl
on or off these days?
- Mostly off, sir. - Well, too bad.
Thought maybe you might talk to her.
Get her down, call off her brother.
Yeah? What's old Cliff Barnes up to now?
He's turning us Ewings up on TV.
Well, you know how it is with us.
As I start seeing her again, maybe I can help you out.
Sure, give it a try.
Trying's the... fun part of it anyway.
- Yeah. - See you.
[instrumental music]
Have a good day, sir.
[engine revving]
[woman giggling]
[music continues]
Damn. You know how close that was?
It weren't close at all. He'd never come up here.
Well, I tell you, if he'd knew, he'd kill me.
Well, I ain't gonna tell him.
Hey, who's number one, Ray, her or me?
Come on, Lucy.
She's probably real different, right?
Look, uh, I gotta go.
You ever call her Lucy by mistake?
No.
That'd be funny.
- Call me her name. - No.
Do it. Call me her name.
Pam.
Again.
Pamela.
[Bobby] But why, Pam honey?
Because you could be important.
- What am I now, bowl of chili? - Oh, Bobby.
You're the most important thing to me in the world.
You know that.
But you could be important to more than me.
You're the son of a big powerful oil family.
You know, if you wanna make a good impression on momma
you best remember her side of the family too.
Oh, that's right. Oil and cattle.
And with your daddy retired, I bet they could use another man
to help run the business.
- J.R.'s got the brains. - Oh, so do you.
You've been whooping it up for so many years, Bobby.
You haven't shut up long enough to hear
how good your brain ticks.
[chuckles]
- Okay. - Okay what?
Okay, I'll tell daddy and J.R. tonight.
Might as well spring it all on 'em at once.
[instrumental music]
[Pam] Oh, Bobby.
[Bobby] Pammy.
[tires screeching]
[birds chirping]
- Bobby's back. - Yeah?
[Lucy] And he's bringing home a lady.
Must be something special.
Ladies he usually runs with he don't bring home
to meet Ms. Ellie.
Here, Ray, you know this lady. Take a look.
Yeah, let me see those things.
Go right ahead.
Why is he bringing Pam here?
Last couple barbecues, you brought her here too.
While you were getting soused, they were getting chummy.
[birds chirping]
They're married!
You're crazy.
Yeah, you're blind. They're married.
Shut up.
- It's funny, Ray, I-- - Shut up.
Mama.
This is my wife.
I'm sorry. I-I-I don't know what to say.
Well, you could start by saying good luck. And hello.
Ms. Ellie, do you mind if I freshen up a little?
No, of course not.
- I'll show you, honey. - I'll find it.
Excuse me, Bobby.
[Pamela] Thank you.
Ain't she pretty, mama?
She's also Cliff Barnes' sister and Digger Barnes' daughter.
Now, mama.
I don't wanna hear any "Now, mamas"!
- You come on inside. - I'll get the bags.
It'll keep.
Hi.
[male #2] Now we didn't have no money for anything like that, Your Honor.
[phone ringing]
- Jock? - Yes, Ellie.
[Jock] Heard anything from Bobby yet?
He's here, Jock, just got in.
Well, send him right on. He's got to go to Austin.
- I don't think he can go. - Why not?
Because he came home with a wife.
What?
A wife.
He brought a wife home.
Well, who is she? Anybody?
J.R. wants to know if she's anybody.
She's anybody, alright.
And you two best come right on home.
[instrumental music]
[Bobby] Well, I'm not sure I can even tell you
how the whole thing happened.
Except that I said, "I loved you."
And she said, "I love you." And I said, "Are you sure?"
She said, "Of course I'm sure."
So I said, "Well, then let's get married right here
in this old city of New Orleans."
She said, "Bobby Ewing, that's about the dumbest idea
I've ever heard."
Twenty minutes later... there we were standing in front
of that old Baptist preacher saying, "I will. I will."
And that was that.
I never knew you were so impulsive, Bobby.
Well, I never knew I was, either.
Pamela, you settled into your room, alright?
Oh, yes, ma'am, of course, I only have the one suitcase
but I'll go into Dallas tomorrow and get my things.
Young lady...
...when's that brother of yours gonna give up
that crusade against us Ewings?
Daddy, I don't think this is the proper time to discuss that.
I don't know why not.
We don't talk business at this hour, Jock.
Anybody want a refill?
Yeah, I believe I will. Can I help you?
Excuse me, Mr. Ewing?
- Come in, Ray. Have a drink. - No, thanks, sir.
- Ray. - J.R.
I believe you know Pamela here.
- Sure. Pam. - Hi, Ray.
Ray Krebbs, have you heard that our Bobby
has up and married Pamela Barnes?
Yeah, I heard. Congratulations to you both.
[Lucy] Where are your manners, Ray?
You're going to kiss the bride, aren't you?
Sure. Where are my manners?
[Ray] Congratulations.
You don't want a drink or anything, do you, Ray?
Some other time, Bobby.
I do wanna wish you luck, though.
Thank you very much.
Just sign right here, sir.
- Much obliged, Ray. - Y'all have a good evening.
- Goodnight, Ray. - Goodnight, Ray.
Well, there's some light left.
I'd like to show Pamela our little house.
There's plenty of time for that, J.R..
Let's get to know each other first.
I always get to know people best one-to-one.
You will excuse us?
Excuse me, please.
[J.R.] It's getting a bit chilly out.
I think we ought to get some warm clothes on.
I think this is all so exciting. Don't you, Sue Ellen?
Weddings always are, aren't they?
Fine country, ain't it?
It's beautiful.
I-I gotta apologize for my father.
He's from another generation.
He's just used to speaking his own mind.
Now, he really doesn't expect you to reveal anything
about your brother's political activities.
Well, I don't know anything to reveal.
Well, of course, you don't.
This is mother's garden. It doesn't look like much now
but I tell you, in the spring it just bursts with beauty.
- I can't wait to see it. - Yeah.
Yeah, Sue Ellen and I, this is our little house over here.
It's not very big, but it's comfortable.
Has a little kitchen and a sitting room
and even has a extra bedroom
that we're thinking of making into a nursery.
- Oh, is Sue Ellen-- - No, no, no. Not yet.
But it's just a matter of time.
We do want an heir to head the family and the business
for the next generation.
Me and Bobby want kids too.
Of course you do.
- Who lives there? - No one now.
That-that's my middle brother Gary's house.
He used to live there with a little bride, briefly.
Did your brother put you up to this, Ms. Barnes?
Well, I-I don't think that's an unusual question
to ask, Ms. Barnes?
Mrs. Ewing. Excuse me, please.
Perhaps it'd be more appropriate to ask what sort of settlement
you'd require to annul this farce.
Let go of my arm.
I'm willing to spend some money now
to avoid any inconvenience.
But if you insist on being driven away
which you surely will be
you're gonna come out without anything, honey.
Hi, there. What's going on?
[J.R.] Oh, just talking a little business.
Mama don't like business talk with supper on the table, J.R..
Well, you know mama. She's so old-fashioned.
Come on, honey. Let's go.
[intense music]
I didn't know you were allowed to smoke those things.
Smoke what things?
I asked her how much she'd take.
You did what?
I tried to pay her off.
You jackass.
Now, wait a minute, daddy.
You called me at the office all upset
because Cliff Barnes is crucifying us on TV.
You really want Bobby married to his sister?
I ain't saying I do
but it's about time you learned the art of subtlety.
Why should I be subtle?
Because the lack of it turns competitors into enemies
and enemies into fanatics.
[Bobby and Pamela laughing]
Anyway, I ain't so sure it's a bad thing.
[J.R.] You're not?
Well, you've seen what's happening.
Bobby wanting to come in off the road, be an executive.
What's wrong with that?
PR is important.
Pimping, that's what it is.
I got nothing against him settling down
and taking on a little responsibility.
Well, you put me in your chair, daddy.
Sure, that's fine. Just keep it that way.
But I got more than one son.
And nobody says that you've got to run things alone.
[Bobby and Pamela laughing]
You better go see your wife, junior.
If they get too much of a head start
my first grandson's gonna be theirs.
Goodnight.
[instrumental music]
[music continues]
J.R.
Thought you might wanna talk to me.
How in hell did she end up marrying him?
You asking me?
I brought her to a couple of barbecues here.
I didn't know they were getting on that well.
Well, I don't about you, Ray, but I'm not
standing still for this.
I don't wanna stand still for it either, J.R.
but they're married, ain't they?
Yeah.
So were those fine ladies we spent that memorable weekend
with up at Waco last year.
[laughs]
So they were.
What are you gonna do?
Not me. Us.
You and me, Ray. We're gonna bust it up, Raymond. What else?
Yeah, what else?
[Bobby and Pamela laughing]
[upbeat music]
[music continues]
You gettin' up? Or just gonna roll in when I open the door?
What are you doing up from Austin?
No hearings today.
When I heard about my little sister getting married.
What do you think you're doing marrying a Ewing?
I'm marrying a man.
Bobby Ewing is not a man. Pamela, he's a Ewing.
You know who those people are.
They're me now.
You know, you used to be worse than I was.
Breaking out windows in the Ewing building downtown.
You used to plot revenge.
Maybe marrying one is the best revenge.
Oh, I'll bet the Ewings think so.
I don't care what they think. I don't care what you think.
I love Bobby Ewing, that's it.
Well, I don't believe you.
Does that mean I think you do care what they think.
And I think you care what I think. I think you care a lot.
I'll send a truck for the rest of this.
I got it.
Let's go.
What about Digger? When you gonna tell him?
I'll get around to it.
Get around to it. Come on, Pam.
Telling your father ought to be first priority.
I can't deal with Digger now.
I don't blame you.
Just don't go telling me
how strong you are.
Where're you going? What is this?
Is that..? I don't believe that car.
Alright, I believe it.
Where are you goin'?
Pam, where you goin'?
To look for Digger. Are you coming?
No. I'm not riding in that car.
Fine.
[instrumental music]
Yeah, just in front of the sofa, guys. Thanks.
- Julie. - Your new secretary.
Want to meet her?
Not right yet. Thank you.
Uh, Julie.
I'm gonna need the combination to the safe.
Oh, J.R. changes it every month.
I'll have to ask him.
How's baby brother doing?
He wants the combination.
Well, how's all that reading coming along, Bobby?
You get through that stuff yet?
It's all pretty much routine, J.R.
Yeah, well, nobody ever said
nuts and bolts are interesting
but they hold everything together.
I'd like to look at the red files now.
Well, now, if you think what you've been reading is dull
wait till those red files, that'll just put you to sleep.
Come on, J.R., by the time I was three years old
I knew the red files meant current and important.
And when daddy retired, I seem to remember
he very ceremoniously presented you
with the combination to the safe.
So don't tell me it's all routine.
Okay, I just thought you ought to get through
that harder stuff.
You know, all the procedures and operations and everything
that background stuff is real important.
Okay, Bobby. Here you go.
Thank you very much.
Anytime. Anything you need, you just let me know.
I'll be with you in just a minute.
Okay. Thanks.
I want you to go to the bank, put this in my safe deposit box.
Aren't you gonna share your secrets
with your little brother?
You just do like I tell you.
Tch, tch, tch.
[instrumental music]
Come on, buddy, another drink here.
- I'll drink to that. - Thank you, thank you, sir.
[Digger] That's mighty nice of you. Now, 1930 was my year.
My partner and I walked out right here in Texas.
And I just followed my nose and I said, "Here!"
And he went back to register the claim and I stayed there
and I drilled, and when I thought we had enough--
Own ten times more than we could ever spend.
[all laughing]
I said, "That's plenty."
He looked at me and laughed in my face and said
that I own nothin', nothin' at all.
And I even owed him some money.
Well, I tried to kill.
I tried to kill Jock Ewing once or twice
but I bungled it.
See, I can drill, but I can't kill.
There you have it, Pammy, product of Jock Ewing's ethics.
[indistinct chatter]
- No more drinks? - Listen, don't take him away
- We're havin' a good time here. - Come on, now!
What's goin' on?
There.
- Pammy. - Hi, daddy.
- You okay? - Sure, sure.
Daddy, uh, I came...
Hmm...
I came to tell you...
I came to tell you that I got married.
Well, now, what do you think of that?
Daddy, please don't be mad or hurt.
I love my husband, daddy.
Sure you do.
But he's-he's Bobby Ewing.
Uh-huh.
Daddy, the boy I married is a Ewing.
- Hmm. - Jock Ewing's boy.
[dramatic music]
[music continues]
[female #1] ...Daffodils.
[female #2] 'Oh, he loves them, you know?
Well, can you move..
[female #1] Well, I haven't got enough..
[indistinct chatter]
Hi. You all look busy.
Just a few friends comin' over tonight.
Can I help?
Oh, I don't think so.
We got sort of a routine here, you know.
Raul, would you put these spoons over there, please?
I had your bag sent upstairs for you.
Thank you.
You ain't got a chance.
What do you mean?
When they don't want somebody
that somebody ain't got a chance.
- Do you ride horses? - I wish I did.
All you need is a good teacher.
Ray Krebbs would teach you if you asked him nice.
Did you ever hear the story on how I come to be here?
No.
My daddy, he's the third brother in the middle.
Gary, I heard about him.
Yeah, the black sheep.
A drunk... like your daddy.
Anyways, once upon a time
he went off and got this lovely 15-year-old girl pregnant.
My mommy.
He brought her home, but he couldn't do nothin' right.
He started drinking all the time.
Disappeared for weeks and months.
Came back again and started hitting my mom.
So she up and left. Her and me.
When J.R. found out, he called some nice old boys in Dallas.
They went after her.
They caught up with her all the way over to Virginia
and they took back the baby, me.
They told her that if she ever came near Texas again
they'd kill her.
Yeah, one time, I heard she even went to the law to get me back.
Didn't amount to anything, though.
It was J.R. who'd done it all.
You ain't got a chance, lady.
Bobby, you said it'd get better and instead it's getting worse.
Nobody said ten words to me at dinner.
Well, I don't know, honey.
Maybe I was being too much an optimist.
In my former position, being an optimist was a virtue.
It'll just take a while to adjust, that's all.
[knock on door]
Come in.
Bobby, I'm sorry, I don't mean to disturb you.
Now, we just got a word that the hearings have been
closed down for a while so I want you to get down
to Austin in the next couple of few days, okay?
Uh, J.R., I thought this was all decided.
Bobby, this is the last time, but it's gotta be done.
There's some old boys down there that owe us.
I want you to remind 'em of that.
The ones that don't owe us it gives you little time
to rectify the situation, huh?
J.R., I said I was through
with this kinda work.
Bobby, you'll be through when the hearing's are over.
I want you to leave early in the morning, shouldn't take
more than three, four days.
Night now.
It's the last time, honey. I promise.
Sure, Bobby.
It's family, Pammy, what can I say?
No.
[intense music]
Go up to the north pasture and see if you
can spot any of those strays.
I don't know what happened to 'em.
They're just gone. Gone.
Uh, Pamela, where's Bobby?
He'll be out in a minute.
Oh, yeah, going for a walk?
Yeah.
Say, Ray is going up in the helicopter today
and since you're a Ewing now I-I really want you
to see the place right.
So why don't you go up with him?
- No, thanks. - No?
What's the matter? You afraid of flyin' or...
- No, I'm not afraid of flyin'. - Oh.
Okay, sounds like a good idea.
Hey, you're gonna like it.
Hey, you ever been out in a helicopter before?
- No. - Huh!
Why don't you take her around the place?
Forget anythin' I said, alright?
You show her the whole place.
Anythin' she wants to do. Okay.
[engine revving]
[instrumental music]
- Bobby. Yeah - J.R.
Have you seen Pammy this morning?
Well, yeah, I did, she was
fixing to take a walk around here
looking place over.
She must be upset about this trip.
I can't say I blame her.
Oh, it's wrong feeling sorry for yourself for it.
I just don't like leaving without saying goodbye
that's all.
[instrumental music]
[engine revving]
[instrumental music]
[Ray] 'Yeah, there's plenty oil under this ranch land too, I expect.
[helpcopter whirring]
Old man Southworth, Miss Ellie's daddy..
...he left the Southfork to Jock Ewing
but with the provision that it'll remain a working ranch.
Running cattle, it don't bring in much.
Not compared to oil, anyhow.
But old Jock, he's gotten to love it, the cow part.
Likes to think of himself as a rancher.
Who was I kiddin'?
What?
Nothin'.
[helicopter whirring]
Hey, how about this now?
What do you think of that, huh?
[both laughing]
[helicopter whirring]
You're gonna get your feet wet.
No, we're okay. We're okay.
Let's set her down over here now.
[engine revving]
Bobby, you could have had any woman in Texas.
I didn't want that anymore.
So she's special.
Why? 'Cause the way she makes you feel?
Oh, hell, Bobby...
...Ray Krebbs has been telling me about that girl for years.
- That's enough, J.R. - I don't think it is.
We need you down in Austin.
There's things happenin' down there that are important.
Could mean millions of dollars to us, Bobby.
But it's not as important as your peace of mind.
Oh, to hell with it.
J.R., what are you doing?
Somethin' distasteful...
...but necessary.
[instrumental music]
[Ray] It's not workin' out, is it, Pam?
No, it's not.
Well, there's somethin' to be said for like stickin' to like.
I never believed that before.
What're you gonna do now, Pam?
I don't know.
Hey...
...maybe this isn't the time to say this...
...you and me, it was good, real good.
We should have got hitched a long time ago.
I guess I just needed to lose you to realize that.
Oh, Ray, that is so sweet.
You've been sweet right along.
Maybe it's not too late.
Oh, I don't know. I can't even think straight.
Sure.
Well, aren't you gonna swim?
Are you kidding? It's freezing.
You used to like the cold.
[laughs] Not that much.
You know, in the old days, I wouldn't have to do this.
[Pamela screaming]
[water splashing]
- Aah! - Ah!
It's so cold.
- Oh, what a lousy idea. - It was a hell of an idea.
Oh, it's cold.
Oh, you are mean, you know that?
Well...
Well, now, it wasn't... that's real.
We'll go up to the shack.
I'll build a fire, make us some food and coffee.
Okay? Just like old times.
No, in old times it was summer.
[Ray] Sure you don't want more of this hot Joe now?
Mm-mm. I'm fine.
You don't like my coffee.
Oh, I love your coffee.
[laughs]
You're so beautiful.
Shouldn't we be getting back now?
Now I suppose you're gonna tell me this isn't
the most fun you've had in the last three days.
I had a real good time.
Yeah.
[intense music]
- What's that? - What?
Wait a minute.
It's J.R.
Well, it can't be. He's on the way to Austin with Bobby.
Well, it is, and Bobby's with him.
This is a set up.
What?
J.R. set me up
and you helped him.
No, Pam, I don't know
where you get that idea.
Nothing happened here. You better back me up.
I can't help what conclusion your husband's gonna draw.
[Pamela] Yes, you can.
And if you don't back me up, I'll tell J.R.
about you and Lucy.
Me and Lucy?
I saw you and Lucy coming out of the barn.
She couldn't wait to tell me all about it.
If you tell J.R., he's gonna kill me.
That's right. So back me up and make it good.
[footsteps approaching]
- Hi, J.R. - Hello.
Hi, honey. Nice to see you.
Isn't it nice J.R. knew exactly where we'd be?
Pam fell in the lake. I slipped in tryin' to help her out.
- Bobby, if I were you-- - If I were you, I'd shut up.
Ray showed me the ranch, but it was J.R.'s idea.
[Bobby] Is that true, J.R.?
Is that why going to Austin
could wait till you brought me up here?
It stops right now, J.R.
Pamela's my wife and you're gonna treat her with respect.
Now, listen here, little brother--
No, I won't listen!
You can stop that "little brother" nonsense too
'cause that stops from here on in.
- Hold on. - No.
We'll always be brothers, J.R.
But if you ever try and force me to choose, there's not a chance
in a million I'd choose you or any family above my wife.
- Are you listenin'? - Yeah, I'm listenin'.
Pamela's past is none of my business.
She was not my wife in the past but she is now.
And you better remember it.
- Well, I don't think-- - It was a dumb stupid trick.
Bobby, Bobby, stop it! He's your brother.
Please.
She's my wife, J.R.
And she's gonna stay that way.
[intense music]
Come on.
Sorry, J.R.
A couple more minutes...
It's alright, Ray.
It's not your fault.
It's mine.
I underestimated the new Mrs. Ewing.
Well, I surely won't do that again.
[music continues]
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