Mr. Ewing, Detective Bussey of the Dallas Police Department.
Sorry, but I need to ask you
and your family some questions about the murder.
I don't know how much help I can be. My brother told me
what happened, but I didn't see anything.
I understand, but I still need to see you both.
- Can we talk inside? - Yeah, yeah, sure. Come on in.
[female on radio] ...was arrested at the murder scene
and is being held at the Braddock County Jail
pending bail.
None of the Ewing family could be reached for comment.
In other news, the Secretary of State--
Do you think we should call Bobby?
I don't know. I don't wanna intrude.
Hello. Hello.
[chuckles] Kendall, Jackie, good to see you.
Cliff, what are you doing here?
Is that any way to greet the new owner of Ewing Oil?
- You're the new owner? - [Cliff] Isn't that great?
[chuckles] Well, no, actually, I own 50 percent.
But you know what they say? Fifty percent today, tomorrow,
the world. Looks like we'd be working together again.
- Yeah. - Mm-hm. Now, is Michelle in?
I gotta talk a little business strategy with her.
Boy, have I got plans for this place.
- Haven't you heard? - Heard what?
It was just on the radio. Michelle's been arrested
- for murder. - Oh, my God.
- She actually did it. - You mean you knew?
Well, no. I didn't think she'd go through with this.
- J.R.'s really dead? - [Jackie] J.R.?
The news said it was some woman.
She was with Bobby at the time, but they didn't say
who it was. What does J.R. have to do with this?
Never mind, never mind. Okay.
Uh, did they say where they were holding her?
The radio said Braddock County Jail.
Okay, Jackie, get a hold of my lawyer, Bob MacCubbin.
Connelley and MacCubbin, tell him I'm on my way over there.
And then I'm going straight to the jail and see Michelle.
Well, I think she's finally asleep.
You look like you could use a drink.
I sure could. Thank you.
Say, what about Jory Taylor?
Why did you keep her a secret, anyhow?
[sighs] She wasn't a secret. There was so much
going on here. Didn't wanna bring her to Southfork.
Oh, that poor kid.
Having to deal with the trial and all that publicity.
Hope she's strong enough to take it.
She doesn't have much choice, J.R..
I'll protect her as best I can.
- What about Michelle? - What about her?
Well, obviously, she's out of her mind.
Running around here half-naked,
packing a gun, for God's sake.
I couldn't make much sense out of what she was saying.
From what I did gather, she came here looking for you.
Well, that just shows you how crazy she was.
Not too crazy to recognize Hillary Taylor.
And to shoot straight enough to kill her.
Can you blame her? Wouldn't you have done
the same thing back in Paris if you'd had the chance?
What are you getting at, J.R.?
Look, this family is not without
some influence. I could talk to a bunch of people.
Maybe get the charges against Michelle dropped.
I mean, if that's alright with you and Jory, of course.
Why would you do that, J.R.? You've always hated Michelle.
That's not important. If she goes to trial,
she's gonna drag this family's name through the mud.
We're gonna have to live with it for a long time, Bobby.
[sighs] No, we've suffered enough.
I wanna get this family back on its feet
no matter how I feel about Michelle.
You just do whatever it is you have to do.
We're doing the right thing, Bobby. Trust me.
I thought you were my lawyer again.
Is that any way to greet your new husband?
What? You're not glad to see me?
Only if you came with divorce papers.
New owner of Ewing Oil can't very well divorce his wife
just because she's gonna spend the rest of her life in jail.
- Now, how will that look? - I don't care.
I want you out of my life, now.
You don't have much of a life left.
I'm not gonna be in here forever.
You killed that woman. Hey. Listen to me. What happened?
What, you aim for J.R. and missed or...
Keep your voice down.
That woman killed my sister.
Oh, that's who that was. The woman from Paris?
Yes.
I finally avenged April.
You're gonna need all the help you can get.
Now, my attorney, he and I
sat down and we talked over your whole situation,
and I think we got it pretty well worked out.
I'm gonna run Ewing Oil in your absence.
- What? - He and I figured
you're gonna be in here for years. There's not much
I can do for the company if I only own 50 percent,
so...
you sign these papers to give me power of attorney
over your half of Ewing Oil.
You've gotta be kidding.
No, sweetie, I don't have a lot of time to be kidding.
You're in a serious situation.
Somebody has to run the company while you're gone.
I knew you were a sleazebag.
But I didn't think even you would stoop so low.
Hmm.
I gotta go.
- [Bobby] Hey, buddy. - Hey, Dad.
- Well, how did it go today? - Okay.
I thought maybe we'd stop off for a snack on the way home.
- Dad, is something wrong? - Why do you ask?
- You never pick me up. - I'll make a habit out of it.
No offense, Dad. But my friends would rag
- on me forever. - Oh, yeah. Guess I wasn't
thinking straight.
Something is wrong, isn't it?
Is it Uncle J.R. or John Ross?
[sighs] No, they're both fine.
Dad?
Christopher, it's about the woman in Paris.
The one that kidnapped April.
What about her?
Get in, I'll tell you on the way.
What do you want?
Is that any way to talk to a man who'll get you outta here?
[scoffs] That's a laugh.
You're the reason I'm here in the first place.
[scoffs] Why do you insist
on always blaming J.R. for everything?
Listen, Bobby told me that you were coming after me.
You bet I was.
But you killed that poor woman instead.
Now, how's that gonna look to the police?
I don't care. Why don't you just get out of here?
Michelle, Bobby and I are willing to say
that you were temporarily out of your mind.
We can get you out of here.
Unless you want us to tell the truth
about why you were at Southfork.
Then, you could be in jail for the rest of your life.
And what do you want in return?
Nothing much.
Sell me Ewing Oil.
Forget it.
[scoffs] Now, don't be hasty.
Look at your present situation.
It's not what I'd call pleasant.
I'm not selling you my company.
I can keep you in here just as easily
as I can get you out.
And if you are in here,
some court-appointed idiot is gonna be running Ewing Oil.
And when you do get out, after a long, long time...
there won't be a Ewing Oil.
Now, is that what you want?
Alright, but not all of it.
Fifty percent.
For the price that I paid LeeAnn De La Vega.
Now wait a minute. Are you saying you'll sell me
half the company for what you paid with the whole thing?
Are you really willing to gamble with your life?
Why not?
- You're bluffing. - Then leave me in here.
And let the court-appointed idiot
run Ewing Oil into the ground.
Next time I have a poker game, I'm gonna invite you.
You play a hell of a game.
And you got yourself a deal.
Jory?
- Aah! - Easy, easy. It's me.
It's alright.
Oh, it's true. It really happened. She's dead.
Jory, I know it's painful, and I'm sorry.
Your mama loved you. You have to...
You have to hold on to that.
She was happy at the end, wasn't she?
We got a chance to talk.
And she knew that you didn't hate her anymore.
I think she was happy that the two of you made up.
You know,
we sat up all night talking, just like the old days.
If she hadn't come back, she'd been caught sooner or later.
We never would've had the chance to make up.
That's probably true.
But she loved you, Jory.
And she died knowing that you loved her.
That's what you have to remember and be thankful for.
You always make me wanna cry.
Here.
That better?
A little. Thank you.
Do you have enough courage to face one more visitor?
Who?
A young man I've been wanting you to meet for some time now.
- Then I'd like to meet him. - Good.
You ready?
[sighs] Ready.
Come on in.
Jory Taylor, I'd like you
to meet my son, Christopher Ewing.
I've told him all about you.
Hi. I'm sorry about your mom.
Thank you, Christopher.
I'm very pleased to meet you.
Listen, she's just too upset about being in jail
to pay any attention to the future of Ewing Oil.
But she won't sign me power of attorney.
Well, that's too bad, but on the other hand, if your wife
is found innocent, you don't have to worry.
She won't be. She did it. I mean, she had witnesses.
- She's guilty as hell. - I guess she's gonna be
running her half of the company from jail.
Well, now, isn't there a way
that I could be appointed conservator of her estate
so I could have control over her share of Ewing Oil
without having to buy it from her?
Yeah, maybe. I could petition the court
to make you guardian of her affairs.
There shouldn't be a problem as long as you
keep your half of Ewing Oil.
That's no problem. Wild horses couldn't drag me
out of that company. But we gotta get the ball rolling.
Cliff, Cliff. She hasn't even gone to trial yet.
Yeah, but that could take months.
[sighs] Alright.
I'll see what I can do.
But just remember. This conservatorship?
It's only good as long as Mrs. Barnes is in jail.
[chuckles] It's okay, she's gonna be in jail
for a long time.
Alright, you go to trial,
you put her on the witness stand,
and you know what's gonna happen, Frank.
That poor girl is gonna start to sob and cry
over the tragic loss of her sister.
Hillary Taylor was a kidnapper and a murderess.
And Interpol had been looking for her for months.
Her daughter told us that she was gonna turn herself in.
Yeah, yeah. But she didn't do it, did she?
Then all of a sudden,
Michelle comes face-to-face with this woman.
And she just goes crazy. And she shoots her.
I guarantee you, there is not a jury in the world
- that will convict that girl. - Well, that may be.
But justice demands that we try her for her crime.
Don't talk to me about justice.
You had Carter McKay nailed to the wall
for the murder of Johnny Dancer, and then,
the judge turns around and declares a mistrial.
Now, what kind of justice is that?
Well, we didn't have enough proof.
I happen to know for a fact you had a tape of McKay
practically threatening Dancer's life.
Well, that was different.
Is it? Well, now wait a minute. Heh.
You arrested him, you put him on trial,
and you convicted him, and then you let him go,
Frank, you looked like an idiot. Now, you wanna go
through that whole thing again with Michelle?
J.R., it isn't the same thing.
The hell it's not. Now, you put her
on that witness stand, and you're gonna blow it.
Especially when you figure that she'll be represented
by the best lawyers that Ewing money can buy.
Okay, maybe you have a point.
She certainly is no threat to society,
and we know for a fact that Hillary Taylor was.
Yeah. Now you're talking.
Well, the grand jury meets tomorrow morning.
I suppose I can convince them
that we'll never get a conviction in this case.
It won't be that hard. Believe me.
Just one thing.
Why do you care so much about Michelle Stevens?
Well, like I told you.
She was married to my eldest boy.
She's worth a lot to me. A lot.
Jory?
Right here. Feeling slightly more human.
If I'd known you were up and about, you could've come
- riding with me. - Oh, that's okay.
I had to start thinking about the arrangements
for my mother. The funeral's tomorrow.
It's in Odessa. Would you mind taking me
back to the hotel to pick up my clothes?
- No problem. - Thanks.
Would you do me one other favor?
Name it.
Would you come to the funeral with me?
Of course, I will.
[J.R.] Uh, just sign here and here.
And then, you're out of this place.
What's the matter? You haven't changed your mind?
No. But how do I know
I'm gonna get out of jail after I sign this?
Once you own half of my company,
you could leave me in here to rot.
Michelle, I've done a lot of deals in my time.
Some good and some bad.
But I've never reneged on any of them.
I'm not gonna be tried for murder.
No, no. But this could turn him into the grand jury.
He told 'em that he didn't have evidence to bring you
to trial. It's, uh... It's all in the contract.
It goes into effect as soon as you're released.
- What about my money? - Well...
cashier's check in the amount that we discussed.
Fine.
Michelle, just-just sign the damn thing, would you?
I just wanna make sure I'm selling you
half of Ewing Oil and not marrying you.
But it all looks okay.
Congratulations.
You're now half owner of Ewing Oil.
We're gonna make a hell of a team.
[chuckles] Hell of a team.
It's all there. The judge is a friend of mine.
He okayed the petition immediately.
I'm now conservator of Michelle's estate.
That's right, you now have total control over Ewing Oil.
[chortles] Total control. Bob, thank you.
Thank you. You've earned your year's salary.
I'm telling you. Thank you. Thank you, thank you.
- You're welcome. - Thank you, Bob, you did
a really great job. Gonna see some changes around here.
Oh, I hope so.
Hey, have a good time, Cliff.
Hello, Kendall, how're you doing?
- [Kendall] Just fine, J.R... - [Cliff] Get Wilkinson up here
tomorrow at nine o'clock.
Oh, I wanna talk to him about Ewing 23.
Barnes, what the hell are you doing here?
Who gave you the right to interfere with my company?
Your company? This hadn't been your company in months.
What do you do? Come to hang and dream about the old days?
Will you get out or you want me to have
security throw you out?
Did you hear that, girls? He wants security
to throw me out. Maybe I should've security here
to throw you out. You don't work here anymore.
Oh, yes, I do. Michelle just sold me
50 percent of this company. She and I are partners.
You're full of it. She can't do that.
I'm the conservator of her estate,
and I own 50 percent of this company.
Read it and weep, Barnes. This is the contract
she and I signed.
Well, this is my contract. Read it and weep.
Oh, my God.
[both] You and I are partners?
This is not legal. I'm the conservator
of Michelle's estate. And she cannot sell it.
- How the hell did this happen? - Because I married
that lying, cheating, no-good bitch.
Why'd somebody smart as Michelle marry somebody
- as dumb as you? - Don't you think
- it's the other way around? - Are you kidding?
I had her backed into a corner, and she still managed
to double-cross both you and me.
Bet I know how much you paid for it.
So what? You can't even own Ewing Oil.
The Justice Department won't let you.
Oh, yeah? Well, I can incorporate it
into Ewing and Ewing. Why don't I write
- a check and buy you out? - No, no.
- I'm gonna buy you out. - Are you kidding?
Dream on, Barnes. Dream on.
You'd probably go bankrupt before your first decision.
I'll be damned if I'm gonna see that.
You don't have any choice because I'm here to stay.
Oh, really? My lawyer will have something
- to say about that. Yeah. - So will mine.
That idiot will never learn. Come on, got some work to do.
I want you to call security. Tell them never to let
- that jerk up here. - Right.
Bye, Mama.
Be at peace.
You're right about not prosecuting Michelle.
I just wanna put all of this behind me.
Bobby, I'm going back to Los Angeles this afternoon.
Are you sure you're ready? You can stay at Southfork longer.
I know. And thanks.
But I made peace with my mother and starting
to make peace with myself. It's time I move on.
So, it's back to the house on the beach and acting, huh?
- I think so. - Well, I'm gonna miss you.
I'm glad. So much has happened,
I think we need a little space between us to see how we feel.
If you want more than a long-distance friendship,
well, I understand the beach house next door's
- still available. - [laughs] You never know.
You may find a guy in funny-looking cowboy boots
- standing on your doorstep. - I hope so.
I can't believe you haven't told him yet.
J.R.'s been through so much this week.
I've been waiting for a good time.
Sly, there is never a good time
- with J.R... - [J.R.] What's Beaumont doing
on the door? Thought I told you to take it off.
The workmen are coming tomorrow.
Would you like Ewing and Ewing put back in its place?
No. It won't be here that long.
- Any messages? - No, but George Thompson
and Frank Cobb from Weststar are in your office.
Oh. Alright. Hold my calls.
- Ahem. - I'll tell him. I promise.
Well, Thompson, Cobb. Never thought I'd see two
of Weststar's finest standing in the middle of my office.
- Can I get you a drink? - Nothing for me, thanks.
- I'll have a mineral water. - That's all we have.
J.R., Weststar has been like a huge, rudderless ship
since McKay was kicked out, and frankly,
we desperately need a new captain.
We know that you have a large chunk of voting rights.
Frank and I control a huge block of stock.
So you wanna make a deal?
George here wants to be president of Weststar,
and I'd be happy as secretary.
Well, there's nothing I could do about that.
There is, if the board elects you chairman.
But now, wait a minute. Let me get something straight.
You want to elect me the new chairman
of the board at Weststar, is that right?
And we would report directly to you.
- When would this happen? - We meet later this week.
You interested?
- Definitely. - Good, good.
I'll tell you, this is out of the blue.
I never expected anything like this.
- But there is just one thing. - Yeah.
Ewing and Ewing is small enough
that there should be no conflict of interest.
But you will have to get rid of Ace Geophysical.
Consider it done.
It's good you and Bobby don't own Ewing Oil anymore.
You'd have to give that up too.
Yeah. Yeah, it's funny how those things
work out, ain't it?
Well, I'm gonna enjoy doing business with you.
Our pleasure, J.R..
Chairman, Westar. [chuckles]
Dad.
Christopher, what're you doing up so late?
Waiting for you. Where's Jory?
Well, Jory went back to Los Angeles.
She asked me to say goodbye to you.
But what about you? Is everything alright?
- Dad, I have to talk to you. - Okay. What's the matter?
I got a letter from John Ross in England.
He's having a really great time, and I kind of miss him.
He's got a tutor there and everything.
So I was wondering if I could go see him for a while.
You sure that's the only reason you wanna go?
You wanna see John Ross?
Yeah, honest. I miss him and he misses me too.
But I don't want you to think I'm running out on you
or anything.
Christopher, you're not running out on me.
As long as you remember I'm here waiting for you.
- I won't forget. - So when do you wanna go?
- Tomorrow? - Tomorrow?
- Too soon? - No.
Not if that's when you wanna go.
At least let me take you for a farewell burger and fries?
- You bet. - Okay.
Let's go.
Calling security is not gonna stop me.
As far as I'm concerned, this is still my office.
Barnes, this is an impossible situation.
- Let me buy you out. - No, forget it.
I'll buy you out. You're gonna sell me your half.
- Alright. - You gonna sell me your half?
You got a deal.
Well, yeah, but, ha. I didn't think it would be this easy.
That's because this is not Ewing Oil anymore.
Ewing Oil is wherever I am. And that is not
in a partnership with you. I want out.
How much do you want for your half?
Just exactly what I paid Michelle.
- I can live with that. - Good.
I'll have Jackie type up a letter of agreement,
and hopefully,
you and I'll never have to do business again.
Well, good morning, ladies. Beautiful day, huh?
George Thompson called. Board meeting at Weststar
has been scheduled for two o'clock tomorrow,
congratulations, Mr. Chairman.
Ha. Well, thank you. I guess that means
we'd have to move to newer offices, huh?
How could you sell Ewing Oil so easily?
Oh, the old Ewing Oil doesn't exist anymore, honey.
I'm moving on to bigger and better things.
- Phyllis, I don't think-- - If you don't, I will.
Okay. Wish me luck.
- Hmm? - J.R., there's something
- I have to talk to you about. - Yeah?
- I'm getting married. - You're kidding?
Well, that's wonderful. Who's the lucky guy?
He's an engineer in the oil business.
Um, we just met a couple months ago.
Well, congratulations. We're gonna have to celebrate.
And he got this great offer from this offshore oil company
near the North Sea and I'm going with him.
- What? - I'm sorry, J.R..
I have to give my two weeks' notice.
I know a lot of people in this town I can talk to.
Pull some strings, get him to stay here.
No, J.R., he wants to go. And I wanna go with him.
- Oh, Sly, for God sakes. - Please, J.R..
Please. Don't try to change my mind.
I love him and I wanna be with him.
I'm sorry I have to leave Ewing Oil.
Yeah, well, I'm sorry too. I'm gonna miss you.
Um, take a long honeymoon. Charge it to me.
Thanks, J.R... I'm gonna miss you too.
- If there was any other way-- - Yeah, yeah, I know.
You're gonna have to show Phyllis how things work here.
- Better call her in. - Okay.
Might as well start now, I suppose. Ha.
Phyllis?
Oh, Phyllis. It looks like it's just
you and me now. There's a bunch you have to learn.
- I don't think so. - What?
I work for Bobby, J.R... And only Bobby.
Well, Bobby doesn't work for this company.
Well, then I guess neither do I.
[J.R.] What?
J.R., I've been waiting to tell you this for a long time.
Hell would have to freeze over before I'd ever work for you.
What are you doing here? What's going on?
Since it's your company now, I thought you'd wanna call it
- something else. - No, no, don't touch that.
Leave that just like it is. No, not only do I want it
to remain Ewing Oil, but right underneath that sign,
in big bold letters I want it to say,
"Cliff Barnes, President."
We're gonna take a picture and send it to J.R..
Mind if I come in?
What do you want?
Thought maybe there was an office you wanted me to bug.
Oh, this is nice. This is very nice.
Oh, yes. I especially like your desk.
It's so... Big. Use it much?
How the hell did you get in here?
Your assistant seems to have vacated her post.
Hello, J.R.. Rose is right. It's a very nice office.
I thought you left Dallas for good.
Only to find Rose.
We decided to come back here for a while.
Just to see how things were doing.
- You heard, huh? - [McKay] Heard what?
That I'm gonna be the chairman of the board of Weststar.
You come here to stop me?
I did receive a few phone calls about it.
Frankly, J.R., I think you'd make
a terrible chairman of the board.
I do have some affection for Weststar.
I'd hate to see you destroy it.
Well, that's too bad. Because I now have the voting rights.
Oh, that's right. Clayton gave them to you,
didn't he? They carry a lot of weight.
Heh, heh. That's an understatement.
Maybe, but maybe the voting rights aren't enough.
Don't you have to have the shares to go with them?
Oh, don't you worry about that. I'll get them.
In time, I'll get them.
Wouldn't be too sure of that, J.R..
You do remember Dusty Farlow, don't you?
Like I remember athlete's foot.
I don't know what rock you had to turn over to find him,
but those voting rights are legally mine.
You haven't changed. You're still plotting
and scheming and one-upping everyone you can.
Ha. Well, some people are easier
to one-up than others, as I'm sure you remember.
[Dusty] Oh, I remember, J.R., except
this time, I don't think your schemes are gonna work.
- You'd try to stop me? - I already have.
You see, those shares were more trouble
than they were worth. I was happy to sell them to Mac.
You son of a bitch. You set me up.
[McKay] True. And I didn't think it would be that easy.
I'm the majority stockholder now, J.R., and tomorrow,
I'm putting my own man in, and you can kiss your dream
of becoming chairman goodbye, too.
So long, J.R... Give my regards to Sue Ellen.
Oh, that's right. I forgot. She dumped you.
Home sweet home.
[shouting] Damn you!
Damn you, James.
J.R..
[Sly] J.R., I'm going home if that's okay.
Why did you come in? You've been gone most of the day.
I told you I had some shopping to do.
Half the trash of Dallas
has been through this office. [clears throat]
How many bottles do you have
- hidden in here? - Nine hundred and forty sev--
Hell, it's none of your business, Sly.
Well, it is if you're trying to kill yourself.
- Get out of here. - I'm going.
I'm calling a limo to take you home.
Well, that will be the last thing you do.
You can forget about that two weeks' notice.
You're out of here. Right now, honey. Go on. Get out.
Hmm.
[Bobby] Christopher, you hurry up.
- We're gonna miss that plane. - [Christopher] I'm coming.
I'm coming.
Oh, oh. Son, did you pack a toothbrush?
Dad, they have toothbrushes in England.
I know, but I don't want Aunt Sue Ellen to go
- shopping when you land. - What's about Sue Ellen?
What do you want with her?
Well, so much for going on the wagon, huh?
Well... Now, don't tell me you're leaving too.
Why is everybody in such a rush to get out
- of this place anyhow? - Christopher, wait for me
in the car and take this with you.
I'm taking Christopher to the airport
and I'll be back in a couple of hours.
I need to talk to you, Bob.
J.R., we can talk when I get back.
No. This is important. I need to talk to you right now.
[sighs] Alright, make it fast.
[sighs] Bobby, I need your help.
This has been the worst day in my whole life.
[sighs] I lost Ewing Oil.
And I lost Weststar too.
J.R., I can't bring any of them back for you.
All I have left is Southfork. You're not gonna take that
- away from me, too. - Give it a rest.
Tomorrow, you're gonna be sober,
back at your desk, and everything will be fine.
I'm getting out of the oil business, Bobby.
Sell me half of Southfork.
We can be ranchers together.
I need to know I have a home.
You've got a home.
You're always gonna be welcome here.
But I'm not selling it to you. Talk to you when I get back.
Doesn't anybody answer the phone around here
but me? [clears throat]
- J.R. Ewing here. - Dad.
It's me, John Ross.
Well, hello, John Ross. What a nice surprise.
You ready to come home? I really miss you.
Don't count on it, Dad.
Mom's about to take me riding, so I don't have much time.
I'm not coming back to Dallas.
Well, of course you're coming back.
No way. I like it here.
And Mom wants me here. So this is my home now.
Listen, now...
do I've to come there and pound some sense into you?
Just try it.
You don't have any rights over me.
So play with James and his baby,
'cause I'm never coming back.