Dallas

Nuevo Laredo tower

Helicopter 616 Alpha Charlie's landing assured.

Nuevo Laredo tower. Roger.

You're clear to land.

Mr. Ewing, we're a minute out.

All right. Thank you.

Welcome to Nuevo Laredo.

I'm first Sergeant Maricela Ruiz with the Federal Police.

I'm Robert James Ewing. I'm J.R.'s brother.

What happened?

Can you tell us what's going on?

This way.

Looks like your brother was shot

during the commission of a burglary, Mr. Ewing.

That's impossible.

For one thing, I spoke to J.R. last night.

He was in Abu Dhabi.

Customs records show your father

entering Mexico from Abu Dhabi two nights ago.

So, if you talked to him last night,

it was from Nuevo Laredo.

But what the hell would J.R. be doing here?

The reason for the visit was listed in the manifest

as "quail hunting."

Why wouldn't he tell us? It doesn't make any sense.

He was in Abu Dhabi to close oil leases.

None of this makes any sense, sergeant.

None of it.

- - This way.

What would J.R. possibly be doing here?

He would never stay in a place like this.

He must have heard that tamaulipas has been

under siege by the cartels for several years now.

As the cartels have grown more sophisticated,

we have seen them reach out to successful businessmen

across the border for advice.

If you're suggesting my brother came down here

to do business with the Cartel,

you're out of your mind.

Then he was just

in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Someone must have spotted a rich tourist,

followed him here, robbed him, and killed him.

Sad to say, it happens too often in Nuevo Laredo.

The culprit is hardly ever found.

No. I don't believe it.

Things with J.R. were

almost never as they appeared to be.

Now, I don't believe he was killed here.

As a matter of fact, I'm not even sure he's dead.

You told me there was no I.D. on the body.

We found his cellphone.

Under the bed,

where it most likely fell in the struggle.

Somebody could've stolen that and brought it here.

I know it's hard to accept,

but I'm afraid that J.R. Ewing...

is dead.

Take me to my father's body, then.

Hey.

Dallas S02E18 "J.R.'s Masterpiece"

A physician authorized by the secretary of health

must certify the death.

Then a civil registry judge

will issue the official death certificate.

How long is all of this gonna take?

It could take several days.

Is there no way you can move this along, Mr. Gilchriest?

I want to take my brother home.

The Consulate will try to expedite this

as much as we can, Mr. Ewing.

All right, John Ross. What do you know about this?

What was J.R. doing in Mexico?

You brought Vincente and his thugs into our lives.

What the hell have you brought into our lives this time?

Look, I swear to you, uncle Bobby,

all I know is what J.R. told me on the phone.

He said he had a plan...

and that this was gonna be his masterpiece, and...

then I heard the gunshots.

- Carlos? -

Carlos?

Bobby.

Carlos.

Thank goodness you're here.

Sue Ellen.

I'm terribly sorry about J.R.

Carlos. It's been so long.

How did you know?

Well, I make it my business

to know what goes on in my country,

especially when it concerns my good friend.

Then you know what J.R. Was doing here?

I assure you, I will find out.

Now, you're all going to go back to Dallas

and leave everything in my hands.

I'll take care of all the red tape.

And I will get back to you with what I find as soon as I can.

I'm not leaving my father.

I give you my word, John Ross.

My people will get to the bottom of this,

and I will personally escort your father home.

I won't leave his side

until I deliver him home to you...

in Dallas.

I miss you, Emma.

You need to believe how sorry I am

for any pain that I might've caused you.

It's just 'cause I love you so much.

Oh, please come home with me, my darling girl.

The house is unbearable without you in it.

I promise I'll let you visit your mother

as much as you want to.

Let me?

That's just the reason why I can't come home, daddy.

I'm asking you nicely, Harris,

to get off this property before I call the police.

What are you gonna do, annie? Shoot me again?

In front of our daughter?

No, but I will.

Oh, you don't want to get in the middle of this, son.

I'm already in the middle, Mr. Ryland.

You heard Mrs. Ewing.

Please leave.

I know you just got out of the hospital.

It'd be a shame for you to have to go back.

You gonna watch these people

threaten me like this, sweetheart?

Come on, please.

Come home with me.

Tell your husband...

that he has no idea what he's started.

Hey.

Hey, honey.

Hey.

I'm so sorry.

Bobby, I don't know what to say.

I spent my whole life hating the man, and now...

I don't know how to feel.

Yeah, it's a sad day.

I got a lot to do.

The memorial and the funeral,

and if anything goes wrong,

I know he's gonna haunt me,

so I got to get busy.

Excuse me.

You think he's okay?

I think he's in shock.

He probably just needs his space.

I've expected this to happen to J.R. for 30 years now,

and now that it's happened,

I don't know how to feel, either.

I better look in on John Ross.

Talk to you later.

What are you doing?

Trying to find answers.

I need to know who killed my father and why.

You want to know who killed your father?

Half the people in this phone book wanted to.

J.R. said he had a master plan,

and I'm not gonna rest until I find out what it was.

You know, John Ross, you could be right.

J.R. may have, indeed,

been working on a master scheme when he died,

and it could also be that

dying at the hands of a petty thief

may be one of the many ironies of his life.

John Ross, you may have to accept that.

In the meantime,

I'm going to keep working on Gary

to get that oil turned back on.

I don't see why I should stop doing business

just because J.R.'s gone.

Are you kidding me?

My father's barely cold,

and you're talking about already going to seduce his brother?

Could you at least pretend to mourn him for five minutes?

For my sake?!

And we'll set up a meeting after that.

Oh, Thomas, tell your mother we got the flowers.

They're just lovely. Thank you.

I'm good.

J.R. says to Miss Ellie,

"Ray's gonna be just great in the ranching business.

He might even be able to tell

one end of the horse from the other."

I can top that.

When I married Mitch, J.R. said, "Why don't you

have that junior plastic surgeon you married

design you a new face?

One without a mouth."

Ooh.

Oh, that man could make the devil himself cry.

- Ray. - Bobby.

Bobby.