Dallas

Previously on "Dallas"...

- What the hell is this? - A trust document,

your father may own Southfork,

but mine controls the mineral rights.

We're shutting your drilling down.

Veronica Martinez.

A.K.A. Marta del Sol.

I got a feeling she's gonna try to hurt Elena.

Frank Ashkani.

What is it exactly you want with Mr. Cliff Barnes?

Hello, Bum.

I need you to do a little diggin' on Ashkani.

Just find out who he really is.

Vicente.

My buyers overseas are anxious

to know when they can expect their oil.

I found a DVD

of John Ross having sex with Marta.

It proves he was in on the fraud.

Thugs like Harris Ryland

never do anything without strings attached. Annie!

Mr. Ewing. What brings you to forth worth?

Stay away from Ann.

Rebecca. You okay?

What did the doctor say?

She's gonna run a few more tests.

You and I are done, Tommy.

Just get out of Dallas

so we can both move on with our lives.

I am in love with Christopher.

And I'm pregnant.

Whoa, whoa.

I need to drill,

and I can't if I don't have the mineral rights.

Don't tell me it's legally binding.

You're a trust lawyer. Unbind it.

Don't you have some cows to go birth?

You and Marta.

You know, I could've used this against you,

but I didn't have to.

I shouldn't have to.

Remember when we used to play pickup basketball, first to 10?

I always knew if I let you score a few points,

you'd get cocky, let your guard down.

The trust is airtight.

You're not gonna be able to dissolve it

or get a majority vote.

We'll see about that.

You can't win, John Ross.

Without the mineral rights on Southfork,

you can't even sell the mud off your boots.

I'll let you have that for free.

The Ewing name might not mean anything to you,

but it means something to me.

And whatever your next move is,

I hope you leave Elena out of it.

Thanks for the coaster.

You know, just 'cause I'm fighting fair

doesn't mean I won't fight...

For Southfork and for Elena.

Rebecca.

What are you doing here?

Um, I just came to thank you

for driving me to the hospital the other day.

I know I put you in a really awkward position,

and, well, you were really cool about it,

so... Thank you.

That's sweet.

I don't expect you to forgive me

for what I did to Christopher.

And I certainly know it'll take

more than a gift basket to get you there.

But I just... I just hope...

Are you okay?

Yeah. Yeah, no, I'm fine.

No, no, you look sick.

Okay, my bathroom's right there.

Nosebleed the other day wasn't just random, was it?

No.

How far along are you?

Nine weeks.

Did you know before the...

the hospital? No.

Have you told Christopher?

I tried calling.

He... he doesn't answer.

Becca, he has to know.

I know. I...

I'm sorry.

Um, I should go. I...

Oh, um...

I'm sorry I threw up in your bathroom.

Hey.

Hey. Where are you?

I'm at Neiman's. Oh.

Well, you gonna be home soon?

I thought maybe the two of us

could take a quick ride before dinner.

Oh. Um...

I don't think I can make it.

Rain check?

Sure. A rain check would be fine.

I-I should go. I'm in line.

Okay. I'll see you at dinner.

Come on. Come here.

Come here.

All the grown-ups were drinking.

I wanted to be grown-up, too.

So I snuck that key, got in that cabinet,

poured my drink to the top.

Funny thing was, I thought it was gonna taste like iced tea,

and even though it tasted like battery acid,

I forced myself to drink that whole drink.

Introduction to bourbon 101.

And that's when you found me.

You were half past gone on the floor,

and first thing I thought was, "yep, he's his mama's son."

Lucy, you were, and always will be, my favorite cousin.

What do you want?

I need you to talk to Uncle Gary.

There's a mineral-rights trust tied to Southfork,

and the only way I can drill

is if J.R. And Gary sign off.

Southfork's is sittin'

on two billion barrels of the purest crude.

Now, when Ewing oil is back in the game,

we will all benefit.

You're not that drunk little boy I found

passed out on the floor anymore, are you?

No, ma'am, I am not.

I'm sure your daddy's real proud.

If there's anyone Uncle Gary'll listen to more than Bobby, it's you.

Now, if you can get him to come down

in favor of me drilling on Southfork,

I'm prepared to offer you a stake in Ewing oil.

A significant stake.

Battery again?

No. Uh, spark plug, I think.

Actually, could you give it a crank?

Sure. Thanks.

Any sparks?

Crankshaft sensor, maybe?

Yeah, maybe.

Elena.

Christopher, don't.

I know. You're with John Ross now.

Yeah, and you need to respect that.

I do.

I mean, I should.

It's just...

I owe you a better apology for the things I've said to you lately.

The only reason I shut you out of the methane project was because...

you and I were getting too close.

You were trying to be fair to Rebecca.

I get that.

I care about you, Elena.

And I always should've fought harder for you.

When you didn't show up at our wedding,

instead of me acting like some hurt teenager,

I should've gone after you.

You need to call Rebecca. Why do I need to talk to her?

Because she's been trying to reach you.

Wait, how do you know that?

You really need to call her.

Why are you harping on this?

There are other ways to push me away, if that's what you're trying to do.

She's pregnant!

She should've been the one to tell you.

Wait, Christopher.

Okay, boys. Come on. This'll be the last one.

Get him in there. You can just drop it, Tommy.

There we go.

Got him? All right.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Mr. Ewing?

Hey, boys, it's all right. It's all right.

Just take that.

Officers.

Can I help you with something?

Hi. Are you Bobby Ewing? Yes.

Is there anything wrong?

Mr. Ewing, you're under arrest

for the assault of Harris Ryland.

- Lew, these charges are bullshit! - I agree.

All Harris wants to do

is get me involved in some stupid fight

so he can get his hooks back into Ann.

There's a deal on the table.

What kind of deal?

All Mr. Ryland really wants is an apology.

Apologize, and he will drop the charges.

Bobby, trust me, you don't want to take this to court.

Mr. Ryland is...

Ryland is a smug son of a bitch,

and I refuse to go to him and kiss his ring.

Mr. Ryland has his tentacles

wrapped around everyone, everywhere...

big business, governments, the courts.

One tug, Bobby, and he can make this

unravel all around you.