[theme music]
[sensual music]
It's about time you turned up.
Did you miss me?
Sometimes, five minutes away from you...
...seems like a lifetime.
April Ewing, you are an incurable romantic.
I told you all along I was the perfect woman for you.
And now that we're married, I'm gonna prove it.
How?
I'm not gonna tell my secrets.
I'm gonna unfold for you...
...just like a mystery novel.
We're gonna have a wonderful life together.
[April chuckles]
[phone ringing]
[panting]
[clears throat] Hello.
It's Liz. Sorry to call so late.
But I knew you would want to hear the news.
You got an ID on the photo?
Took a week of shaking every government tree I could.
But we now know the real name of that woman in Paris.
- And a lot more. - I'll be right over.
I'm not back in town yet. But I can be at Southfork...
...first thing in the morning.
Do you have the Petro Tech file?
- Yeah, of course, I do. - I'll see you then.
Thanks, Liz, goodbye.
[Leeann] Mmm.
I'm starved.
There's nothing like a slow seduction...
...to whet the appetite.
But it's been a week since you kissed him.
Don't you think that's just a little too slow?
J.R. and Vanessa have a relationship...
...that has been smoldering for decades.
Breaking that up and doing it well...
...is going to take a lot of patient effort.
I don't see how you do it.
I mean, he is so despicable.
How can you stand seeing so much of his face?
Because the payoff is going to be so sweet.
Taking his company.
Wrecking his engagement.
And with any luck,
I might cost him one or both of his sons.
I know you told me all the things that he did to you...
...when you were in college together.
But what make me think...
...that there's something else going on?
You're very intuitive, Michelle.
There is something else that J.R. did to me back then.
But it's, it's really too painful to even tell you.
I just wish there was something else I could do...
...to help you.
Oh, but there is.
I think you'll enjoy it.
[both chuckle]
Liz, so you got a positive ID.
Good morning to you too.
I'm sorry, I haven't been getting sleep...
...and it's hell on my manners. Come on in.
- Tracy made some coffee. - You don't look very well.
It didn't help that I woke you up.
No, I'm glad you called, really. Please, sit down.
I didn't mean to be rude,
but could we get to the information?
Of course.
Well, the woman in Paris, as we know,
is not Sheila Foley.
Her real name is Hillary Taylor.
Born and raised in Midland, Texas.
Harvard MBA, London School of Economics.
A model career in banking.
Ending as founder and co-owner of Red Rock Savings and Loan.
Which went bust.
And shortly thereafter,
Hillary Taylor vanished off the face of the Earth.
Red Rock Savings and Loan.
She did Business with Foley and Petro Tech.
[sighs] So she and John Foley did business together.
And both companies went belly up.
Liz. She was so emotional in Paris.
Her plan to avenge John Foley was so personal.
It doesn't make sense. There's got to be something else.
Did she have any family?
All dead as far as we know.
- So there's nobody. - Her partner,
co-owner of the S and L, he's still in Midland.
My jet has been repaired. Will you fly down there...
- ...with me tomorrow? - Sure, just let me tell Cliff.
How's it coming?
I keep trying to catch us some deals here in Texas,
but you've got me tied up with your Venezuelan problems.
[laughs] That's because you're so good at what you do.
Thank you.
[chuckles]
Well, a simple thank you is very nice,
but five percent of the company would be a lot nicer.
Seems clear you're going to deserve it.
Of course, there is another way...
...you can increase your profits.
You can sell me this building, along with some Ewing fields.
And I can build them up real big.
And cut you in for a major portion of the black ink.
Now, what do you say to that?
J.R., it will only be a little longer...
...and then you'll practically have the whole company...
...to yourself.
Look, can I get personal?
Sure.
I wanna apologize for that kiss last week.
It was out of line.
Oh, there's no reason for you to apologize.
The way you and I work together, it's, uh...
It's so close.
Just the way it used to be with my late husband.
Oh, we were such great partners,
both in and out of bed.
I get carried away by my emotions, J.R.
It's... it's really my only weakness.
But, don't worry. I won't let it happen again.
Mmm. It's my favorite sound.
What is?
Your key in my lock. I missed you.
- [moans] - I'm glad you're back.
You say the nicest things.
Although your food skills could use a little work.
- Look at that, you want some? - Sure, but I'll serve myself.
By the way, I have to go to Midland...
...tomorrow with Bobby.
Yeah?
I hope you don't mind that I'm still helping him.
Mm-mmm. No problem,
just as long as you spend the night here.
That's a deal. I see you're following...
the McKay trial as closely as I've been.
You can't read a paper without seeing something about it.
I wish it would be over so we can get on with our lives.
Yeah, so do I. Oh.
Dave Culver stopped in the office.
Looks like I might be going to Washington after all.
- Oh, Cliff, that's great. - Oh!
Oh, ho, ho. Look what you did.
I guess you'll just have to take your pants off.
Are you trying to seduce me?
Either that or Chinese water torture.
Take your pick.
- Better take these home, J.R. - All right.
- Anything else? - No, that's fine.
- Okay, goodnight. - Yeah.
- Goodnight, J.R. - Bye.
Goodnight, ladies.
[clears throat]
- Oh, I'm so glad I found you. - Well, what's wrong?
Allegio Casul called me at my hotel.
The refinery is shut down in Maracaibo.
We're going to shortfall.
What about the Ewing refinery?
I could stall some of our regular customers.
We could ship the stuff down there...
...with only a three-day lag.
That's the answer.
Oh. Thank God you're here to help me J.R.
Come on, let's get on it.
Say, couldn't this wait till tomorrow?
I've got some dinner plans.
You look like you're going somewhere.
Well, I-I was going to the theater, but...
I need you, J.R.
Please cancel your plans.
All right, I'll see what I can do.
Fine, I understand, J.R.
Goodnight.
Oh, thank you.
Does that mean Mr. Ewing won't be joining you after all?
I'm afraid not.
Would you like to order anyway?
No, Dora Mae.
I never have liked dining alone.
And I'm not going to tonight.
I understand, Mrs. Beaumont.
- Goodnight. - Goodnight.
Hello, Vanessa.
- Oh. - How are you?
Fine, thank you. How are you?
Well, it doesn't look as if my date is gonna show.
I find it hard to believe that any man would stand you up.
It's funny to hear you say that...
...considering what your own son did to me.
From what I've heard,
I suspected that you knew James.
But it sounds as if there's more to it.
Typical that James didn't tell you about me.
You know, we had a real special relationship.
No, I-I didn't know.
[chuckles] In fact...
In fact, I was really in love with him.
- Oh. - I wish I could get over it.
But I just can't stop thinking about him.
Even seeing you is painful for me.
I'm...
I'm very sorry.
Look. I don't mean to make you feel uncomfortable...
...or anything.
But I really think it would help...
...if I talk to you about James.
Would you like to come over for coffee day after tomorrow?
I'm not much of a Dear Abby, Michelle.
But it would mean so much to me.
Why?
I just think I could get over the hurt better...
...if I understood more about him.
I know it's an imposition, but please?
Here's my address. Say four o'clock?
- All right. I'll be there. - Thanks.
Goodnight.
[Carter] Detective Bussey,
where in fact was the water glass found?
On a table about four feet from John Danzig's body.
Now, forensics has told us that Carter McKay's prints...
...were on that glass.
- Did you interview the maid? - Yes, sir.
And did she not confirm that...
...the water glass had been changed that very morning?
Hotel policy.
Which convincingly places Carter McKay...
...in the room on the night of the murder.
Our client has already admitted visiting Mr. Danzig.
He also admitted threatening Mr. Danzig on the tape.
- Objection. - Mr. Carter.
He admitted attempting to conceal his presence...
...in the hotel. He also admitted...
...using his wife as a phony alibi.
Mr. Carter, that's enough.
No, Your Honor, I've had enough.
Why doesn't Carter McKay just admit...
...that he killed John Danzig...
...and save the taxpayers a fortune?
Mr. Carter, stop.
The jury will please disregard...
...the district attorney's performance.
This isn't a circus and I'm not a ringmaster.
So please, leave the trapeze at home.
I apologize to the court, Your Honor.
- [taps the gavel] - Ten-minute recess.
- Paul Keats? - That's right.
Do I know you?
- My name is Bobby Ewing. - Ewing Oil?
Well, my company no longer exists, sort of like yours.
- What do you want? - I'm looking...
...for your ex-partner, Hillary Taylor.
I haven't seen her since our savings and loan...
- ...went under. - Sorry.
She is responsible for a major...
- ...international incident. - I don't care, Mr. Ewing.
Which led to the death of my wife.
I'm not gonna talk about Hillary and that's it.
Now get out of my way.
Mr. Keats, I need your help and you are my only hope.
Look, I'm not gonna help you, period.
Then why don't you answer me one question?
How come I go to the office...
...of a bankrupt savings and loan president,
the office of a man involved in one of the largest...
...bank failures in Texas,
...to find impressionist paintings, Chippendale desk...
...and more antique silver than you find in a museum?
You're no stranger to independent wealth.
That's a lot of bull.
You and Hillary started Red Rock Savings and Loan...
...with $50,000 and a couple of key government connections.
Now, you're hiding more than an ex-partner, Mr. Keats.
And if you're half as smart as you think,
you're gonna tell me what I wanna know.
You know what I like about this country?
If you make enough money, you're above the law.
Why don't you spend yours and I'll spend mine.
[Liz] I'm not surprised you had trouble with Keats.
He's a slick customer.
While you were stonewalled, I worked some of my channels.
And came up with that government jacket...
...on Red Rock S and L.
You're a very handy lady to have around.
But I don't get it, if the feds are dying...
...to nail Keats on fraud, what's stopping them?
As you can see from that file, they almost have a case.
All they need is a paper trail,
the location of his off-shore bank...
...or his phony umbrella company.
He's clearly good at hiding things.
Yeah, like Hillary Taylor's location.
Maybe.
Well, he knows something. I'm sure of that.
That's why I wanna set him up.
- How? - I don't know.
Is there anything in here on his vices?
Drugs, booze, women?
Oh, he's a major lady's man.
Some of his biggest depositors were rich older women.
Although, he prefers them firm, young and willing.
You know, I used to occasionally wear a wire...
...with Johnny Dancer.
I could wear one again.
I can't ask you to do that, Liz.
Oh, my entire wardrobe was designed for seduce and sting.
- [chuckles] - Seriously, I can handle this.
We just have to work out a script,
and pick the right spot.
I think Mr. Keats is about to meet his match.
Well, I don't know what I would do without you, Sly.
I guess I'll have to give you one of those...
...employee-of-the-month plaques.
Mrs. De La Vega wrote nine business letters today...
...and two personal ones.
As usual, I copied them all.
Wow.
Yeah, that's quite a haul.
Do you think anything slipped by you?
No, sir, they're all there.
Oh, and take a look at this one.
I think it's to her sister-in-law in Caracas.
Listen to this.
"I'm trying so hard to hide my feelings...
...but J.R. is so much like Roberto.
I know I shouldn't let any man control me ever again,
but sometimes I feel this urge to just let him take charge."
Ha! My God, I don't believe that.
[chuckles] Yeah, you do seem to have...
...a strange effect on her.
Yeah, I do, don't I?
[chuckles]
Yeah, I do.
The trouble is he's much too clever...
- ...to fool for long. - Meaning what?
Now that I've slipped him that phony letter,
to my sister-in-law,
I'm going to speed up the seduction.
How?
Well, let's just say, J.R. and I...
...are going to take a little trip.
[J.R.] Now, let me get this straight.
You want me to fly this weekend...
...with you to Caracas? Right?
- That's right. - To do what?
To help me sell off that damn refinery.
I've had too much trouble with it.
Then I can buy another one here in Texas.
Oh, I don't think that's a real good idea.
I mean, what the hell, you got the best...
...of both worlds as it is.
Well, maybe it's your influence.
But I'm enjoying the oil business...
...a lot more now that I'm here in Dallas.
Why shouldn't I expand here?
I just thought you were planning on moving back...
...to Venezuela,
leaving me up here to run the show.
I suppose that's still possible.
But you'll have to come to Caracas with me...
...if you want to discuss it.
To tell you the truth, I am not real partial...
...to South America. It's...
it's where I lost my daddy.
Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
But Venezuela is quite beautiful...
...in a romantic sort of way.
I think once you see it though my eyes,
you'll like things south of the border.
[King] Isn't it true that, initially, you lied to the police,
claiming that you spent the night...
...in question with Carter McKay?
I explained all that.
Yes or no?
- Yes, but-- - Then you went...
...to Detective Bussey and changed your mind.
Why?
- It was my conscience. - Mm-hmm.
Or were you just paying him back?
Prosecution is using you as a key witness...
...to convince the jury, that Carter McKay is lying.
But I submit...
that you're the one who's incapable...
- ...of telling the truth. - Objection.
[judge] Sustained.
Mr. King, get to the point.
As we all know, the wife has no legal obligation...
...to testify against her husband.
Yet, here you are, Mrs. McKay.
And there is your husband.
A multi-millionaire corporate CEO.
Married you, a small-town hairdresser... for love.
Can you really tell us that he's the kind of man...
...who would go to a hotel room himself...
...and gun down a man in cold blood?
[Carter] Objection.
And you accuse me of a trapeze act?
Can I say something, Your Honor?
Objection sustained.
And yes, Mrs. McKay, you may speak.
If it's Germane to the area of inquiry.
Well, I'm not really sure what that means,
but I just wanna say this.
I don't care what anybody thinks about me anymore.
But I didn't marry Mac for his money.
I married him because he said he trusted me.
And that's why...
...I slept with the men he asked me to sleep with.
[crowd murmurs]
And that's why I lied when he asked me to lie for him.
He's not a bad person.
But yes.
I think he was capable of killing that man.
Objection, Your Honor,
I move that her testimony be stricken from the record.
[door knocks]
Hello.
Oh, dear, are you all right?
I'm sorry, I've just been crying. I'll be okay.
Perhaps I should come back another time.
No, I need to talk to you. Please, come on in.
I just brought out these photographs of James and me.
Oh.
I don't know, they just start me off crying.
[rattles]
Oh! Here, here, let me.
You think I'm stupid for loving a man...
...that doesn't love me?
I mean, it just seems like a huge mistake.
I don't know a woman in the world...
...who hasn't fallen madly in love...
...with the wrong man at least once.
It's all part of life.
Sometimes, it's the best part.
You know, I was married when I first met J.R.
And yet, our affair was the most wonderful...
relationship I have ever known.
That's the way I felt about James until it was over.
Why did you break up in the first place?
Actually, it was J.R. that broke us up.
He tricked me into taking a job in the Bahamas...
...so he could split us up.
J.R. did that?
But why?
I guess he just wanted James all to himself.
[sighs] That's why he ruined all of James' business deals.
There was this big one with Duke Carlisle.
It would have made James a fortune.
But J.R. wanted James to stick to Ewing Oil.
You know, so they could be together.
He interfered that much?
The worse, when he was sleeping...
...with that Diana Farrington,
to get her committee vote.
He used James to cover up the fact...
...that he was cheating on Cally.
Just think it's that sick father-son relationship,
just messed everything up.
I'm sorry, I'm a terrible host.
I have some croissants in the kitchen.
Uh...
No, thank you, Michelle, I...
I don't really have much of an appetite.
- You're not eating very much. - [sighs]
And you're not saying very much.
Is something wrong?
Yes.
But I don't want to talk about it, not yet.
Well, since we're on awkward subjects, I got one for you.
I'm listening.
I'm flying down to Caracas tomorrow night...
...with LeeAnn De La Vega.
Weekend.
We have a refinery to sell.
I know you're not asking my permission,
but I haven't seen very much of you lately.
Well, you're the one who wanted me...
...to fight for my company.
J.R., I think LeeAnn De La Vega...
...has feelings for you and that makes me...
...very uncomfortable.
[chuckles] What feelings? I don't like her,
she doesn't like me. That's it.
I don't want you to go to Caracas with her.
Darling, I'm trying to put her in my debt not my bed.
I think you're overreacting.
I'm just frightened... for us.
Please, don't go.
Well, I'm sorry, I-I have to.
Have you heard? They found Carter McKay guilty.
- Go. - Test, test, test.
Test, test.
- Okay. - Okay.
So, what's so special about the Midland Cantina?
Well, from what I hear, they have a kind of...
...happy hour that Paul Keats just loves.
Lots of ladies?
Mm-hmm. Party girls.
I thought casual pick-ups were out of vogue.
All it's gonna take is one sweet old-fashioned gal.
Here I am. So are we gonna nail him tomorrow?
To the wall.
I can't wait.
[phone ringing]
Hello.
Yeah. Yes, Cliff, she's right here.
Hang on, hang on.
Hi, Cliff, what is it?
No, no, I can't.
Cliff, I promised Bobby, I-- Cliff.
Okay. I understand. Yeah, I'll be there.
I love you too.
What's the matter?
I have to go back to Dallas tonight, Bobby.
- Why? - He didn't say.
Liz, I need you here.
Keats goes on vacation, we can't do this next week.
- Call him back. - He needs me, Bobby.
And tonight I have to put my life ahead of yours.
I'm sorry.
[jazz music]
Things really that bad?
They're that bad.
Hard to believe a good-looking man like you...
...could have a whole lot of problems.
Not a whole lot, just one. But it's a good one.
You know, I'm pretty good at chasing the blues.
Thanks, but I'm not interested.
Now, how do you know until you try?
I do have a favorite little game I like to play.
Is that a fact?
It is.
It's called "The Price is Right."
Dare I ask how this game of yours is played?
Well, I say a price and if it's right,
- I win. - Guaranteed.
I'm smart, I'm pretty.
And when it comes to men,
...there isn't much I can't do.
You know, you might be right.
Maybe you are exactly what I need.
Come on.
Only we'll play my game, Price is No Object.
Cliff.
I got here as soon as I could.
What is it? What's wrong?
Come on, talk to me.
My life is so screwed up.
Uh... I was so sure.
What are you talking about?
I just knew McKay was gonna beat it.
There was just no way that they could convict him.
I just knew it.
I thought that he would get off.
This whole thing would just blow over.
I wouldn't have any worries about...
...losing you or my career.
Cliff, you're never gonna lose me.
What are you saying?
You don't know, do you?
Know what?
They convicted McKay.
Fine. He did it, they convicted him, it's over.
But it's not.
Why not?
Because he's not guilty.
They convicted him.
But he's not guilty.
How can you be so sure?
Because he's not.
How do you know?
[voice breaks] Because I am. Because I did it.
Because I killed Johnny Dancer.
[sobbing]
God.
Oh, God.
I was so sure that he would get off.
And this whole thing would just fade away.
And then everything would be all right.
They found him guilty, all right?
And now...
He's facing a murder charge.
The death penalty.
But I killed him.
[dramatic music]
How did it happen?
Uh, it was...
It was a pretty horrible thing.
Face it, Cliffy, she's mine.
Let her go, Dancer.
Are you kidding? You know how hot Liz is.
This time it's gonna be better than ever.
In fact, if you're lucky,
I might even let you watch.
You are a son of a bitch.
Careful now, Cliffy. You know I'm just looking...
...for a reason to blow your head off.
[phone ringing]
[groaning]
[gunshot]
[Cliff] And that's exactly how it happened.
I knew it was self-defense,
but I didn't know he was dead.
I just panicked.
All I could see was your face and my career gone.
My life behind bars.
I couldn't think straight.
So I did the wrong thing.
I ran.
And I've been running ever since.
Don't ever doubt my love, Cliff. Ever.
I'm glad you told me.
Now what?
Now we're together.
Yeah.
[indistinct chattering]
- Whoa, excuse me. - I'm sorry, my fault.
You're absolutely right.
Now you're gonna have to buy me a drink.
You're gonna have to show me the bar...
...because I'm new in town.
- How new? - This is my first day.
Mama always told me I was a lucky boy.
Hold on, you're not an oilman, are you? I don't do oilmen.
No, no, honey, I'm a banker.
- You're kidding. - That a problem?
Oh, well, I don't know.
I have... this kind of kinky thing, I guess.
I love the business section of the newspaper.
There's something about numbers.
They just kind of turn me on.
You know, on second thought, I'll buy the drinks.
I can't believe it was so easy.
Scamming all those suckers and just sailing off...
- ...into the sunset. - Well, it was boom time,
we were making loans like crazy.
And I made myself take a huge hunk...
...for myself out of every single transaction.
And do you know that they wanted to nail me for that?
But, hey, everyone was doing it.
You know what I find sexy?
What?
- Deregulation. - Yeah.
[laughing]
Along with federal guarantees.
Gave smart boys like you a chance to make good money.
Yeah.
Thank you for telling me how you did it.
Maybe I'm not very smart,
but what could you do with all that cash you made?
You can't put it in the bank. You can't spend it.
Wrong. I've got accounts in two great banks...
...in the Grand Cayman Islands.
All stashed under my uncle's name.
Mmm. What a guy.
Why don't you forget about that drink,
come back to my place?
I've got a $2 million painting...
...hanging over my bed.
Sorry, but I think you put the screws to enough...
...of the American public.
Thanks for the bucks, Bobby.
I'll drop the wire in your car.
Thank you, Jill.
Hello, Keats.
- Remember me? - What's your game?
Well, it's not Candid Camera, but it's close.
You do talk an awful lot about things...
...a taxman would dearly love to hear.
You still wanna know about Hillary Taylor, okay.
Okay, I'll trade you.
Where is she?
I don't know, I swear.
You're gonna hate it in prison.
I haven't seen her for a year.
Do you have any guesses where she might be?
None.
But if I were you, I would stay away from her...
...especially since Foley's suicide.
Why is John Foley so important to her?
She was his mistress for years.
When he killed himself, she went berserk,
dying to blame someone. I'm glad it wasn't me.
Now I know why she did what she did in Paris.
What else? Is there anyone I can contact?
She's got a daughter somewhere.
Nobody knows much about her.
Jory is her name, short for Marjorie.
Okay.
Hey, what about the tape?
You know, Keats, you...
...and people like you have ripped off America.
And everybody in this country is paying for what you did.
Get off your soapbox, Ewing.
The rich get richer, that's how it has always been.
Maybe so.
But maybe the times they are changing.
[whistling]
J.J. Carter?
Well, Mr. Barnes and Miss Adams.
Here for the sentencing?
- [sighs] - Not exactly.
I thought I'd have to subpoena you,
but it turned out not to be necessary.
You did a brilliant job convicting McKay.
We were both impressed.
Biggest case of my career.
There's one problem.
I killed Johnny Dancer.
And I wanna make a full confession.
[closing theme music]
[instrumental music]
[tinkling]