Dallas

Previously on "Dallas"...

- Will you marry me, Pamela? - Yes!

I need you to follow John Ross for me.

What kind of trouble you think he's gotten himself into?

Emma Ryland.

Now, you got to be smarter than that,

'cause next time it might be an enemy instead of me

on the other side of that lens.

Followed that boy 24 hours a day.

Never went near Emma Ryland.

- Are you sure? - Absolutely.

There's no drilling on Southfork.

Our whole cattle operation's in this section.

You'll put all the hands out of work.

I'm fracking.

I started taking more pills.

Can you get me some?

I might be able to help you.

My name is Nicolas Treviño, and I'm here on behalf

of Cliff Barnes to act as his proxy.

Cliff and Nicolas probably never worked together.

So there's got to be some other reason

why Nicolas is doing this for Cliff.

You saved my life when I was a boy,

and now it's my turn.

We will get justice for your family.

You need leverage and the gun that killed J.R.

They stole out of my locker at the gun range.

I'd like you to meet Rhonda Simmons.

Rhonda was the witness that testified

that Cliff was in the bar the night J.R. was killed.

And if your trucks don't deliver our product within 24 hours,

we'll have to teach your daughter a lesson.

Taking orders from a drug lord.

He's not working for a drug lord.

He's working for the CIA?

Harris working with the CIA.

If things go sideways between Harris and the cartel,

Emma could be in danger.

I mean, that's what drug lords do...

go after the loved ones of their enemies.

I wonder if it's even safe

for Emma to go riding on her own at Southfork.

I'll see to it that it's safe.

We get back get home, I'll have Nate beef up security.

You and Emma will always be safe on Southfork.

Always.

You can count on that.

That one looks a little bit like the map of Texas.

- What is wrong with that? -

Who says pancakes got to be round to taste good anyway?

It is the thought that counts.

Hmm.

Voilà !

Sweets...

for my sweet.

- Well? - Mmm.

It actually tastes better than it looks.

- Oh, does it? -

Let me taste. Shhh!

- - Oh.

That does taste good.

- Just a little bit more. -

- Oh, yeah. - Stop!

Mmm.

Oh, hey, Emma. Sorry.

We didn't see you there.

Oh, don't stop on my account.

I'm just gonna go hang out by the pool for a bit.

Enjoy your breakfast.

Okay.

Mm. I think I will.

- Okay. - Mm-hmm.

Well, I want more.

- Do you? - Mm-hmm.

- Here it comes. -

Dallas S03E28 "Playing Chicken"

Thanks for riding the perimeter with me, Nate.

It all looks pretty secure.

Listen, from now on, I want to put

a few extra men riding the fence line

and some extra muscle on all the gates.

Yes, sir.

I also want all the hands to ride armed from now on.

I don't want to take any chances.

Excuse me.

Yeah.

I'm with Mr. Ewing now.

Okay. We're on our way.

Looks like we got trouble already.

Hold up, Nate. Hold it.

Want to make sure John Ross learns his lesson.

All right, all right! That's enough.

I said, "that's enough."

Now get back there.

Now, everybody just simmer down.

You're angry. I get it. So am I.

Southfork is a cattle ranch, not an oil field.

And I intend to keep it that way.

Nobody is losing their jobs.

We will if J.R. Jr. here has his way.

I stopped J.R. every time.

I can damn well keep his son from drilling, too.

John Ross, you threaten to take away a man's livelihood,

this is exactly what you get.

All right, I'm stopping this before it gets started.

You also have work to do.

So do I. So get about it. Go on.

Go on.

Climb down off your high horse, Uncle Bobby.

I'm not the enemy here. Cliff Barnes is.

We want the same thing, you and I.

We pretty much want the same thing.

We just have different ways of going about it.

Traditionally, of course, the bride's mother sits here,

to the left of the groom's father.

But since J.R.'s not here,

maybe we should put Afton next to you.

- How does that sound? - That's fine.

Sue Ellen, is something wrong?

- No. No, I'm fine. - Really?

Because you just agreed to Afton as your dinner partner

at your son's wedding without so much as peep.

Now, that doesn't sound fine to me.

Maybe I am a bit distracted.

We have been friends a long time, Sue Ellen.

If there's something bothering you,

you know you can come to me.

Maybe I'm crazy,

but I have this sinking feeling

that something might be going on with John Ross and Emma.

What?

But... But John Ross and Pamela

- seem so happy. - Yeah.

They're renewing their vows. We're planning their wedding.

I know.

But the other night,

I saw John Ross leaving Emma's room.

He said it was business,

but I think there was something more.

And then the look between them this morning.

Well, have you talked to John Ross about it?

It won't do any good.

I learned the hard way

that cheaters are almost always liars, too.

I know I've been defensive

about Emma's behavior in the past.

You were right about her drug use.

Yeah.

Maybe you're right this time, too.

I shouldn't have told you about all this.

It's my cross to bear, not yours.

And I should be the one that deals with it.

And I will.

Hey.

Right now you can see what it feels like

to be a caged animal,

where just a glimpse of the sky constitutes a room with a view.

Could I get a café con leche, por favor?

Sí, señor.

Your money may be buying you

special privileges in here...

But it's not gonna get you out.

No?

And neither will Nicolas Treviño.

Oh, listen. How is he doing?

I mean, is he fitting in with the company?

I know your alleged purchase

of his telecommunications interest back in Brazil in 2008

is bullshit.

I don't know what you're up to with him at Ewing Global,

- but I'm gonna find out. - Ewing Global?!

That's what you're calling

the company that I built now, huh?

How very J.R. of you to come in here

and accuse me of underhandedness

when it's you and your family

who framed me for a crime I did not commit.

The only person you have to blame for being in here

is you.

You murdered my unborn children.

Any way you justify it,

you are exactly where you belong...

Rotting in a Mexican prison.

I'm glad J.R. is dead.

But I didn't kill him.

And the truth will come out.

And when it does, I will be set free.

Whoa! Hey.

You okay?

Adios.

Don't worry. We'll figure it out.

I'll have a little chat with our friend Rhonda,