J.R., I waited for your call.
They told me at Southfork you'd probably still be here.
I'm sorry, darling, I-- I didn't mean to worry you.
What happened? What did Bobby say?
Bobby sold the company.
And to a woman.
I just can't believe he'd really do it.
I'm so sorry. How terrible for you.
I don't know what happened.
Harv Smithfield told me that Westar was the highest bidder.
Bobby went ahead and sold it to her.
Who is she? Where did she come from?
LeeAnn De La Vega. I don't know anything about her yet.
But I will, believe me.
Here. I made this for you. It's just the way you like it.
Mac, I just wanna say I'm sorry.
I never meant for any of this to happen.
It's too late for apologies, your damage is already done.
What do you mean? What happened?
What do you think happened?
J.R.'s got some tapes on me that could send me to jail.
Oh, my God.
Who helped you plant that bug?
- It doesn't matter. - Of course it matters.
J.R.'s already tried to blackmail me
if I couldn't do what he wanted.
So before he sends me to jail, tell me who helped you.
I know you didn't do it yourself.
It was a cop on J.R.'s payroll, his name is Ratagan.
He showed me what to do.
Ratagan.
Aren't you going to say anything?
I hope you don't expect me to congratulate you.
Actually, I was rather hoping you might.
J.R. and I are having an engagement party
tomorrow night at the Oil Barons.
We'd both like you to come.
- You're kidding me, right? - At least think about it.
I don't want any part of your marriage.
If you think you're gonna be happy, fine.
- But I know you won't. - Is this what makes you happy?
For the time being, I like it here.
Everybody leaves me alone.
And that's all you want out of life, just to be left alone?
- What's wrong with that? - Nothing, I suppose.
It's just... I had such high hopes for you.
And working in a place like this wasn't one of them.
You could do so much better, James.
Wouldn't you rather be the boss?
And run people's lives like J.R. does? No way.
It doesn't have to be like that. You could run things
- any way you like. - And where would I get
the money to do this?
I made an offer on this place.
- It's yours if you want it. - What?
If this is where you want to be, then I won't argue
with you, but at least be your own boss.
Are you listening to yourself? You sound just like J.R.
"Be the boss, be in control.
Have the power. Be the big man."
I just want what's best for you.
This is what's best for me.
This is nothing. You're an adult.
When will you start taking responsibility for yourself?
I have taken responsibility for myself,
by having nothing to do with J.R. Ewing.
Oh, James, you're just running away from him.
I'm trying to do what I wanna do.
You're just as bad as he is. You're both trying
- to take charge of my life. - I'm trying to help you.
You wanna help me? Stay out of my life.
Yeah.
[woman] Senator Dave Culver is here to see you.
Does he have an appointment? You didn't tell me
that he had an appointment.
He just dropped by, Mr. Barnes. He said
he could come back if you don't have time to see him.
You can't send the man away. He's a U.S. senator.
For God's sake.
Send him in.
Hey, Dave. It's really good to see you. How are you doing?
Fine, Cliff. Just fine.
I'm in from Washington for a couple of days.
Thought I'd look up some old friends.
Oh, that's really great. Hey, what do you think here?
Very nice.
Too bad it looks like you're gonna stay here.
What are you talking about? You know,
Washington's in love with me, I think I'm gonna be
- the next energy tsar. - That was before they heard
about the John Danzig murder and your involvement in it.
I don't know what involvement, you know? I mean,
I just... I had a fight with the guy, that's all.
Cliff, you're a murder suspect.
That's not making Washington very happy.
You know, I do my job and that's really all
- that matters. - Do your job?
Cliff, come on.
I can smell the booze on your breath a mile away.
You came all this way just to insult me?
Washington is very concerned about you.
Distance yourself from the Danzig case.
Don't ruin your political future.
Don't threaten me, I can take care of myself.
Oh, boy. Apologize about that, I just...
I think this thing's getting to me.
Well, you better clean up your act, right now.
Consider it done, I tell you. Go back and tell Washington
that everything's fine.
Oh, jeez, I got an appointment in two minutes.
Cliff, look.
Texas could really use another good man on the hill.
So don't blow this.
Okay.
Thanks a lot, Dave.
- Yes? - [man] Mrs. De La Vega,
this is Charlie from downstairs.
- Mr. Ewing is on his way up. - Thank you.
- Hello. - This is a lovely office.
You must feel very comfortable in it.
Oh, I'm sorry.
You don't even know who I am.
I'm LeeAnn De La Vega. And you must be J.R. Ewing.
Yes, I am. Of course you already knew that.
My name is still on the door.
Oh, yes. But not for long.
This is the office I intend to use
when the sale becomes final.
If it becomes final.
I have an offer I wanna make you. I wanna buy the company.
Why would I wanna sell it to you?
Because it's mine. It means everything to me.
Well, that's funny. Your brother owned Ewing Oil,
that's what the contracts say.
It's Bobby's company in name only.
Ewing Oil belongs to me. Heart and soul.
It's like your baby, isn't it?
It's the most important thing in the world to me.
I do feel badly for you.
It's a terrible tragedy to lose what you love the most.
But you'll get over it.
And now, if you'll excuse me, I have some work to do.
Not in my office. The sale isn't final yet.
So if you'll excuse me, I have some work to do.
[Ratagan] You're reporting a theft, Mr. McKay?
Oh, that's right, Detective Ratagan.
- Can I offer you a drink? - I'm on duty, sir.
Oh, of course. Some coffee, perhaps?
No, thank you. What exactly was taken, sir?
Some tapes, detective, of conversations
I've had with various people in this office. I have reason
to believe that you know exactly where they are.
I don't know what you're talking about.
It's all yours.
As well as an expense-paid early retirement
on the tropical island of your choice.
I don't understand.
The hell you don't, you bugged my office, you piece of slime.
- Mr. McKay. - Shut up and listen.
You get those tapes back from J.R. and all of this is yours.
If you refuse, I'm gonna have
a little chat with your Internal Affairs Department
and tell them all about you and J.R. Ewing.
- There's nothing to tell. - Save it.
You get those tapes back
or I will guarantee you an early retirement.
In jail.
Damn that man. He didn't even recognize me.
So what? You still have his company.
- Isn't that what you wanted? - But it's not the same.
Not if he doesn't remember who I am.
- I felt like strangling him. - Why didn't you? The world
would be a much better place without J.R. Ewing in it.
I stood there like an idiot, waiting for him
to come through the door and recognize me. All that time
I wasted planning on what I was going to say,
- how I was going to act and-- - Why didn't you just tell him?
Because he has to realize it for himself.
Ewing Oil may not be enough.
I'll take other things away from him.
Bit by bit, until he remembers me.
I had no idea you were like this when I first met you.
I had no idea I could be like this.
When I first met you...
What do you mean they're not out yet?
He said they would be out by this morning.
I need those rooms now.
Look, I've got a very important guest
waiting for that suite. Throw them out the window
if you have to. I don't care, just get them out.
I'm LeeAnn De La Vega, and I believe that is my suite
you are going to throw those people out of.
Believe me, I am not in that much of a hurry.
Mrs. De La Vega, I'm so sorry.
Oh, no problem. I'll just go do some shopping
and come back later. Unless your manager can find me
- me another suite. - I am the manager,
- Michelle Stevens. - Oh, I'm sorry.
I just did to you what everybody does to me.
- What's that? - Underestimate you.
I thought you were the desk clerk.
Everyone always thinks I'm some expensive ornament
for a wealthy businessman instead of the owner.
That's okay. I love proving people wrong.
Yeah, so do I.
Let me buy you a drink then.
Make a toast to breaking the conventions.
Oh, I'll drink to that.
[Cliff] Been over this a hundred times.
Then let's go over this a 101 times.
I wanna make sure I got your story straight.
You mean, you wanna make sure that you don't catch me
in a lie.
Oh, God.
Driving to Odessa, I got tired on the way over there,
so I pulled over to the side of the road and I took a nap
for an hour, maybe more, I...
And where did you stop for gas?
At some station off the highway.
Self-service, paid cash, nobody is gonna remember me.
And what time did you reach Odessa?
I don't know. Early in the morning.
How early, Mr. Barnes? Was the sun coming up?
Were stores opening? Was there traffic on the roads?
Let me tell you something.
If I knew that I was gonna need an alibi,
I would've checked my watch. I don't know.
Okay.
That's all for now.
- I'll be in touch. - Oh, sure.
I'm sorry, your secretary wasn't at her desk.
No problem, Ms. Adams, I'm finished for now.
Glad to see you're still in town.
I got your message.
I just wanted us to talk.
I'm miserable without you.
I never should have doubted you. I love you.
Will you come back to me?
Try and keep me away.
Hey, let's have a drink. Here.
Cliff, why don't you ease up on the drinking?
Maybe you ought to mind your own business. Oh, God.
I never should have said that. I--
Cliff, what is it?
What's wrong with you? What's happening?
I'm just scared, that's all.
I just see my whole career just going down the tubes.
Not a damn thing I can do about it.
But there has to be something.
No.
I already know how Washington feels about my involvement.
You know, it doesn't really matter who killed
Johnny Dancer. I mean, his death
has just poisoned everything. You, me, my job.
You're still head of the ORC. No one's threatening
- to take that away from you. - Yeah. Not yet.
That will happen.
That's the trouble with a crooked cop.
You lose him to the highest bidder.
- I can explain, J.R. - Forget it.
There's some light. It's not gonna help you find the tape.
J.R., maybe we can make some kind of a deal.
Well, if we do, it will be by long distance.
Because after tonight, you're out of here, boy.
Feel free to use the phone and call McKay.
Tell him you couldn't find that tape.
[man #1] We love you, baby.
- So no suntan? - No night club?
Ah, this is more of my style.
- Since when? - Since I decided
to please myself instead of everybody else.
What are you doing here? How'd you find me?
It wasn't hard. And I wanted to see you again.
Why?
Bobby sold Ewing Oil out from underneath J.R.
- Thought you might wanna know. - I don't give a damn
- about Ewing Oil. - Don't you care anymore?
Not about Ewing Oil. J.R. is marrying my mother.
Unless I can do something about it.
- What happened to Cally? - What do you think happened?
And my mother's next. I could kill him.
You're still looking for blood, I see.
What about you? You still hate J.R. as much as I do?
Sure. I just got other things on my mind.
Oh, yeah. I'm sorry about April.
Thanks.
So is this the real James Beaumont?
Hey, you got it.
Well, I hope you're happy now.
Hey, Michelle, wait.
- You in town for good now? - I don't know.
I moved my things into April's place. I'll see how it goes.
Maybe we can get together sometime.
I don't think so.
Goodbye, James.
He's made enemies out of almost everyone,
but before I left,
the biggest one was Carter McKay of Westar.
My attorneys told me Westar made a bid for Ewing Oil.
Do you think Mr. McKay would still want the company
- even though I own it? - Sure. He's the last person
J.R. would want to have the company.
With the possible exception of yourself.
Michelle, this has all been very helpful to me.
More than you can imagine.
Oh, believe me, it's been a pleasure.
- You love it here, don't you? - I'm having a great time.
- I can't believe I said that. - Why?
Do you wanna know how I got here?
The father of this guy that I loved wanted to break us up,
so he went behind my back, pulled some strings,
and got me this cushy little job.
Not bad.
He thought he was ending the relationship.
Little did he know he was doing me
the biggest favor of my life.
Because you're so happy here?
Because I've learned from this job.
I've changed. I'm a lot tougher now.
But one day, I'm going back to Dallas
to nail J.R. Ewing's hide to the wall.
J.R. Ewing?
Yeah, do you know him?
I haven't thought about him in years.
There was a time when I knew him very well.
[Dora Mae] Hurry, Peter, Mr. Ewing's due to arrive
any moment.
Michelle, you probably have things to do.
Why don't you go on ahead?
I think I'll just sit here and finish my coffee.
Okay.
And don't give J.R. my best.
This place would be perfect.
I'm very excited about tomorrow night.
I am very excited about showing you off, girl.
- Good evening, Mr. Ewing. - Oh, Dora Mae,
- our table ready? - Yes, sir. Follow me, please.
[Vanessa] I'm still hoping James will show up.
- Or am I being too optimistic? - [J.R.] You never can tell
with that boy. He's full of surprises.
[Vanessa] I hope so.
Dora Mae, let's have some champagne to start off with.
[Dora Mae] Yes, sir.
Do you think we're tempting fate, J.R.?
Planning an engagement party so soon?
I wanna show everybody in Dallas how happy we are.
Nothing wrong with that, is there?
J.R., how nice to see you again.
Oh, well, hello.
LeeAnn De La Vega, this is my fiancée, Vanessa Beaumont.
Oh, so you're the lucky lady. I heard rumors of a wedding.
How do you do? It's very nice to meet you.
Thank you. Me too. Well, I see
I'm buying Ewing Oil at the right time then.
It will free you for a nice, long honeymoon.
Oh, well, I don't have to give up Ewing Oil
to go on a honeymoon, Mrs. De La Vega.
Please, please, LeeAnn.
As a matter of fact, tomorrow night is our engagement party.
Maybe you'd like to join us.
I could introduce you to everybody in Dallas tell them
that you're the new owner unless you change your mind.
Well, I would love to come to your party.
Even though I may be changing my mind.
You mean you'll sell it to me?
Oh, no, no. Not to you.
I received a phone call from a very nice man.
Carter McKay of Westar.
He made me a very attractive offer.
You'll sell it to him, not to me?
Well, it's not so much a sale, as it would be a merger.
If that happens, then there wouldn't be a Ewing Oil
for us to talk about anymore. I am so happy to have met you.
I'll see you both tomorrow night.
A merger?
J.R., can they do that?
She might.
But not to Carter McKay, I can guarantee you that.
[man #2] In the case of Ewing v. Ewing,
are all parties present?
Cally Harper Ewing and counsel are both present, Your Honor.
Counsel for J.R. Ewing is also present, Your Honor.
Mr. Ewing is not contesting this divorce
and has therefore chose not to attend.
Very well, proceed, Ms. Byrnes.
Your Honor, Mrs. Ewing is seeking a divorce
on the grounds of irretrievable breakdown
of the marriage. You have the details in front of you.
She does not seek any alimony or community property.
The marriage is childless, therefore custody provisions
will not be necessary.
- Mr. Smithfield. - As I've already stated,
Your Honor, Mr. Ewing makes no protest.
I have here a waiver signed by him agreeing to
the grounds for the divorce. He's also aware
of the restraining order requested by Mrs. Ewing
and imposed on him by the court.
Very well, everything seems to be in order.
Therefore, the divorce between Cally Harper Ewing
and J.R. Ewing is hereby granted.
There will be a 10-minute recess
before we start the next case.
If you ever need me for anything else,
give me a call. Good luck, Mrs. Ewing.
It's Harper now. Cally Harper.
- What are you doing here? - I thought you could use
a friend.
James, you haven't been a friend to me in a long time.
I know, but I finally got my life back together.
I wish I could go to court and get rid of J.R. as you did.
You'll never get rid of him until you let go.
Look, it doesn't matter. As long as you feel
- like you got what you wanted. - I wish I could feel
something, but I don't feel anything.
- I'm just kind of numb. - Well, let's go out tonight.
Have dinner or something. Today is the first day
of the rest of your life. Let's start celebrating.
James, I don't feel much like celebrating.
Well, look, I'm not gonna let you sit home and mope
all night. Come on, Cally, we'll have some fun.
Okay, but I'm not gonna stay out too late.
Whatever you want. We'll have a good time, I promise.
What's the matter with you? I thought we were celebrating.
Come on, toast.
I'm gonna need another bottle of this, please.
Cliff, I really don't want any more.
Come on, Liz, why the long face?
We're free to be together.
Cliff, Liz, how nice to see you.
- Hey, McKay. - Mind if I join you
for a moment? I'd like to talk to you.
If it's about that variance, I told you to forget that.
No, it's not about the variance, it's about
- Johnny Dancer. - What about him?
Liz, you must be as curious as I am.
- Who do you think killed him? - It doesn't make
any difference. The man's dead, we forget it.
It's easier said than done, especially for you, I think.
Aren't you both considered suspects?
So are you.
You were seen leaving Johnny's hotel the night of his death.
It's just a case of mistaken identity.
Besides, what reason would I have for killing him?
He wasn't my ex-boyfriend,
come back to pick up things where we left off.
And I didn't threaten to kill him
in the middle of this room for everyone to hear.
Got some proof? I really think you should go to the police.
No, there's no proof. Not yet.
But, Liz, where were you the night that Dancer was killed?
Leave her alone, she had nothing to do with this.
How admirable, a man defending the woman he loves.
Especially knowing the interesting past
- she had with the dead man. - I said, that's enough.
I'm not the only one with an interesting past, McKay.
Or perhaps you've forgotten to mention that to the police.
Too bad I can't stay longer. Cliff, Liz, always a pleasure.
It's not too bad he has to leave.
- J.R. Ewing here. - J.R., this is Bobby.
The lead I had on Sheila Foley didn't pan out.
- I'll be coming home soon. - There's not much
to come home to since you're selling the company.
I spoke to Mama while I was here.
- Told her the whole thing. - So she's coming home?
No, no, I told her not to. She understands.
She and Clayton are gonna finish their trip.
Well, I'll never understand that,
but, well I'm glad she knows anyhow.
Is Christopher there? I'd like to say hi.
No, he's not here. I'll tell him you called.
Say, listen, Bob, it's not too late to call off the sale.
I haven't changed my mind. Goodbye.
- What the hell is this? - The dress you're wearing
to J.R.'s engagement party tonight.
Well, why don't you just spell "whore" across the front
so everyone can get the message?
I think everyone has already got the message.
You know why I slept with J.R., Mac?
To get back at you.
Then you won't mind sleeping with him again, will you?
- Have you lost your mind? - I don't care
what you've got to do and I don't care how you do it,
but I want you to find out where he's got those tapes.
Don't do this, Mac. What about Ratagan?
Ratagan screwed up and you...
my dear, are my last hope.
So you're gonna wear that dress.
And you're gonna tell J.R. you're available,
and you're gonna find out where he's got those tapes.
He bought your act once, he'll buy it again.
You're good, Rose.
You're very, very good.
- Yeah. - Congratulations, J.R.
I'm sure you know how much happiness I wish you.
Well, thank you, Mac. Mrs. McKay.
- I'm very pleased to meet you. - Hello. It's very nice
- to meet both of you. - Thank you for inviting us.
- It was kind of you. - Well, enjoy yourself, Mac.
I've a feeling you won't go to many parties in the future.
- It won't last. - Don't think they'll be
- as happy as we? - He'll cheat on her
and you'll see to it.
[J.R.] Thank you. Yeah, really nice seeing you all again.
Just help yourselves over at the bar.
- Congratulations to you both. - [Vanessa] Thank you.
It's a lovely party.
We're so glad you could make it.
Tell me, have you invited Carter McKay?
I hate to talk business at parties, but sometimes,
- it can't be helped. - He's sitting over there
at the corner of the bar with his wife.
- Scotch on the rocks. - Double vodka martini, please.
Oh, yes, yes. I see him. Thank you.
Hey, Dad, can we have some champagne?
No, you can't have any champagne.
Dora Mae, darling. Take these kids to the limo.
- It's too late for them. - Come on, can't we just stay?
- Just a bit longer? - No way.
Good night, boys. Thank you very much for coming.
Good night, Vanessa. Good night, Dad.
Good night, Uncle J.R.
- Oh, thanks. - Thank you very much.
We haven't met, but I want to introduce myself.
I'm LeeAnn De La Vega.
Oh, yes, you're the new owner of Ewing Oil.
I'm Carter McKay of Westar, and this is my wife, Rose.
- Hello. - Oh, nice to meet you both.
So you're the lady that beat me out for Ewing Oil?
[laughing] Yes, guilty as charged.
I hope you're not too upset with me.
It's only business, Mrs. De La Vega.
Oh, I'm glad you think so. Because I look forward
to seeing both of you again very soon.
I wonder what her angle is.
Maybe she was just being friendly.
You could take lessons from her, Rose.
Not that you need to practice.
I think it's time for a little toast.
Thank you. Thank you so much.
Say, everybody, can I have your attention, please?
Come on, everybody. Come on, folks.
I got a little announcement to make.
Come on here.
- What's going on, James? - Relax, it will be fun.
Years ago, I met the one true love of my life.
And I was stupid enough to let her get away from me.
But now, I'm lucky enough
that she's come back to me and agreed to be my wife.
So I'd like you all to raise your glasses in a toast
to the most beautiful woman in the world,
my fiancée, Vanessa.
And I'd also like to make a toast.
The last time I made a toast, I shocked the family
by telling J.R. he had a son he didn't know about.
But this time, I'd like to toast the new Mrs. Ewing
- on her wedding-to-be. - Thank you.
And I'd also like to toast the ex-Mrs. Ewing...
on her child-to-be.
I'm sorry, Vanessa.
I wanted this to be the happiest night of your life.
I'm sorry too.
- What an absolute disaster. - Well, I've got to see her
and straighten this whole thing out.
J.R., why don't you leave Cally alone?
If she wanted you to know, she would have told you.
Because she is carrying my child,
and I'm not gonna let her walk away with it.
I'm sorry, I'll drop you off at your hotel.
No. No, I want to see James first.
Would you drop me off on your way to Cally's?
Yeah, yeah. Listen, I'm not gonna hurt that poor girl,
and I just wanna see her and talk to her.
Everything's gonna be just fine, darling.
- Hi, Rose. - Am I disturbing you?
No, you're not. Come on in here.
I'm sorry to bother you this late at night.
I took a chance you might still be up.
There's no problem, no problem at all.
What can I do for you?
I came to say goodbye. And thank you.
Cliff, I'm leaving Dallas. Things just didn't work out
- with Mac and me. - Oh, sorry, Rose.
Not that that should surprise me, I mean, after what he did
to both of us. Anyway,
I know this might sound funny, but I really liked you.
You were nice to me. You treated me with respect.
And I remember one night when you found me very attractive.
Rose, you're still very attractive.
You don't have to say that, but thank you.
Cliff, I apologize
for all the trouble I've caused you.
You're a nice guy. I hope you have better luck than I do.
If I didn't have bad luck, I wouldn't have any luck at all.
Oh, my. You're gonna be okay.
Yeah, well, we'll see. Thanks again.
Hello, Mother. I left the shop unlocked for you.
How dare you?
Well, that wasn't very maternal of you.
How could you have been so cruel?
I wanted you to see what you were marrying.
Can't you give me a little credit? Don't you think
- I know something? - Obviously, it's not enough if
- you're still gonna marry him. - That's my choice to make,
not yours. Don't interfere with my life.
It's my life too. I love you.
I don't wanna see you get hurt.
And what about Cally?
Do you want to destroy her only chance of happiness?
Oh, James. Why couldn't you have left well enough alone?
He went after her, didn't he?
I knew it.
Don't you see? Nothing is more important to him
than leaving behind pieces of himself.
And nothing is more important to you than yourself.
Now, that isn't true. Mother, you just don't get it.
J.R. is evil. He's a monster.
The only monster I see is you.
Destroying other people's lives and happiness
because you can't be happy.
Who is it?
It's Detective Bussey, Mr. McKay.
Please open the door.
Detective?
Mr. McKay, I'm here to inform you
that I have a warrant for your arrest
in the murder of John Danzig, alias, "Johnny Dancer."
- That's ridiculous. - Cuff him.
That's stupid. You know my alibi,
my wife told you where I was that night.
I'm sorry, Mr. McKay, a lot of new evidence has come our way,
including a tape of you and Johnny Dancer.
I don't care what you've got. I didn't kill him.
That's for a jury to decide.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be used against you
in a court of law. You have the right to talk
to a lawyer, have him present with you while you
are being questioned. If you cannot afford to hire
a lawyer, one will be appointed to represent you
before any questioning, if you wish.
You can decide at any time to exercise these rights
and not answer any questions or make any statements.
Hey, what do you think you're doing?
Stay away from me, J.R., our divorce is final,
remember? You don't have a claim on me.
You're carrying my child, you're not
- running away from him. - I have a restraining order
against you. Leave me alone or I'm calling the police.
I don't give a damn about your restraining order. You lied.
Yell all you want, I'm not afraid of you.
You ought to be, honey. I'm not letting you go
until that child is born.
That's the day you'll never see.
I'm not letting my son be raised on a pig farm
by a little country hick like you.
Sorry, J.R., you don't have a choice
because you're not the father.
James is.