- Previously on "Dallas"... - Those files contained
unflattering information about you.
I'm sure we can compromise young Mr. Ewing enough
to return those files.
Let's find you something hot.
And let me know how it goes, 'cause I love a good kiss-and-tell.
Rough day at the office?
I'm not really feeling that great.
You mind if I take a rain check?
You're pretty cute when you're angry.
You built a bomb? For Ryland?
He promised me there wouldn't be anyone on the rig.
John Ross applied for a permit to frack on Southfork.
I would like it
if you could deny that permit.
I've never even heard of a... lesser prairie chicken.
The Railroad Commission just won't issue
a permit to drill until the fate
of my little friend here is completely resolved.
You were right about John Ross and Emma.
I lied to you, Sue Ellen.
I am impressed by the team you have...
especially Elena Ramos.
I never wanted a woman more than I want you.
I want a chance to make you happy.
I've learned you've been asking questions
about Nicolas Treviño.
I'm Lucia Treviño His wife.
- You are... Nicolas' wife? - I am.
Well, I'm sorry if I caused you alarm
by asking questions around town.
Your husband has business with my Uncle, Cliff Barnes.
Some discrepancies in his account of their dealings
set off some red flags.
My husband is involved in so many deals, Mr. Ewing,
that it's a little difficult to keep track
of every single detail.
But I can assure you my husband has nothing to hide...
despite whatever Eduardo Vega might have told you.
I'll admit...
he didn't have the nicest things to say.
He even showed me a bunch of evidence
that Nicolas didn't exist before 1997.
Because my husband was an orphan living on the streets.
Once he had the wherewithal to leave
that penniless life behind,
he changed his name
to become the man he envisioned himself to be...
a generous man, a great man, beloved by his community.
I'm sorry you had to make
such a fruitless trip, Mr. Ewing.
But, as you can see, my husband has nothing to hide.
Thank you for your time, Mrs. Treviño.
Though I wouldn't say it was entirely fruitless.
I got to meet you.
You know, I never would have guessed
that Nicolas was married.
Not by the way he... conducts himself up in Dallas.
My men will take you back to town.
Mm.
What do you say we try this again?
Are there any bad omens about sleeping with your wife
the morning of your wedding?
Technically we're already married, remember?
Good. 'Cause I ain't stopping.
Mm.
No, no. Don't answer it.
No, no, no. No, no.
Hold on. Come on.
Just let me see what it is.
Hello?
So sorry to call today of all days,
but you said to get you a meeting
with the railroad commissioner as soon as possible.
- And? - Good news...
Mr. Babcock agreed to meet with you.
Bad news is, he'll only meet with you this morning
in an hour.
All right, thanks.
Just text me the info.
Mm.
Baby.
Hmm?
I got to take another rain check.
But it's got nothing to do with you, all right?
Look, last night, Bobby had just shut down my drill site
over some nonsense about an endangered chicken.
And now I got to go meet with the railroad commissioner
to get around him.
Wait, John Ross.
The ceremony's in a few hours.
All right, look, don't you worry, darling.
I'll be back in plenty of time for the wedding.
I promise.
Sue Ellen?
I was right.
John Ross and Emma are having an affair.
You're sure?
Yes.
And we have got to do something about it.
Emma has to move out.
S... Sue Ellen, it's... it's not that simple.
I mean, Harris was just in jail for drug trafficking.
Now that he's out, the cartel might think he turned.
They could come after his family.
It's not safe for Emma to be living away from Southfork.
So, we continue to have her live under the same roof
as Pamela and John Ross right across the hall?
We will find another solution.
And what do we do until then?
Knowing what I know,
I can't even look Pamela in the eye.
I keep asking myself
if I would rather have known
about J.R.'s cheating before it was too late.
No, Sue Ellen. You can't tell Pamela.
You are just saying this to protect Emma!
I am protecting Pamela, too!
Do you really want to ruin her wedding day
and publicly humiliate her?
Hey, you sleep okay the night before the big day?
Quite a stunt you pulled last night.
What are you talking about?
Whatever sick game you're playing,
you need to stop.
Come on.
You love playing games with me, and you know it.
You know...
you may screw like a woman,
but you act like an attention-starved little brat.
The truth hurts, don't it?
Go to hell.
So... how did John Ross like his sexy lingerie?
Actually, I, uh...
I decided to save it for the honeymoon.
That's not a bad idea.
The patio out there. That would be lovely.
Thank you.
Oh, hi, Sue Ellen.
Hey. Is everything all right?
Yes.
Yes, o... of course it is.
I'm just a little anxious.
I want to make sure that everything goes perfectly today.
Don't worry. It will.
Having been through all this before,
I can say that this time everything just feels right.
Is John Ross around?
Oh, you know, I think I saw him leave a little earlier.
- Really? - Yes, he had some business to attend to.
On the morning of the wedding?
Well, whatever it is, I'm sure it's important.
I'll talk to him when he gets back.
I'll, uh, go check on the caterers.
Hello?
Joaquin?
Drew.
¿Cómo estás, hermano?
You tell me.
I knew you were away on business,
but I didn't know you were in Dallas.
Where did you hear that?
Christopher Ewing came to the house last night.
Did he see you?
I couldn't face him, Joaquin.
I... I... I planted the bomb that killed his babies.
I'm ashamed.
I hid while he talked to Lucia.
Lucia's back from la Costa Azul?
Yeah, she brought the boys back a couple of days ago.
Seeing Christopher reminded me
of all the pain I caused him and Pamela.
I can't stop thinking about what I did.
Joaquin, I... I'm not sure how much longer I can take this.
Maybe I should just go back to Dallas and turn myself in.
T... that... that won't change anything.
It will only kill your mother if you go back to jail.
Just... stop torturing yourself.
I'll come and see you soon, okay?
Sí, hermano.
Nice of the best man to make it back on time.
Hey. Didn't know you were working the wedding.
Oh, well, I was waiting for a certain someone
to ask me as his date,
but I suppose he got a better offer.
What? No. I... I've just, um...
- I'm teasing. - Right.
You sure are cute when you stammer.
Christopher. Was the trip successful?
You have no idea.
Uh, come on.
So, what did you find on Nicolas down in Mexico?
I talked to his former partner.
He said that before 1997 there's no evidence
that Nicolas Treviño even existed.
How is that possible?
According to his wife, he changed his name
to leave his childhood as an orphan
living on the streets behind him,
but I'm not buying it.
The fact that his old partner
spent a decade searching,
found absolutely no trace of his life before that
implies some kind of cover-up.
If he's hiding something, there's a reason.
We need to figure out who he was before 1997.
Carlos is coming to the wedding.
I'll see if he can help us out down there.
- Great. - Okay.
Good to have you home.
Good morning, John Ross.
What the hell are you doing here?
Well, Stanley Babcock's a personal friend of mine.
When I heard that he was meeting with you,
I asked if I could take the meeting instead.
Have a seat.
We've got some business to discuss.
What kind of business you got in mind?
Well, I know you were champing at the bit
to frack on Southfork,
but Bobby blocked you with the Sierra Club's
endangered species investigation.
And you know this because... ?
Well, Stanley's a friend of mine.
And because of that,
he's willing to do me certain favors
like shutting down the investigation
and issuing you your permit.
So, I guess this is where I ask you what you want.
Those files my daughter took from me...
I want them back.
All of them.
All of them, huh?
I don't know if I'd call that a fair trade, Ryland.
Well, I guess that depends.
- How much is it worth to you to drill that land? - Quite a bit.
And I'm sure the information
in those files is worth a lot, too.
I tell you what... I'll let you have...
just one thing.
Whatever you want most.
All right.
The orange flash drive,
the one that looks like a grenade.
Must be one hell of an important flash drive.
Take it to this address in an hour...
you'll get what you want from Babcock.
Okay, so, we're gonna wear your hair down
with a nice, soft curl?
Yes.
Oh.
What, mom?
Well, I... I just assumed
you would be wearing it up in a French twist.
Oh, Pammy, you know that sometimes
when you wear your hair down
it makes your face look long.
You always know just what to say.
I think the way you planned on wearing it was perfect...
romantic, classic.
- Hello? - Hey.
Look, I, uh...
I'm really sorry about what happened this morning,
but we need to talk.
I'm sorry.
This isn't really a great time for me.
I'm helping my friend get ready for her wedding.
Emma, please, just...
I need to see you.
And I need you to bring
that orange flash drive from the accordion file.
Please, just meet me outside my penthouse.
I'll explain everything.
Okay.
Where are you going?
Oh, just a quick errand. I'll be back.
Oh, by the way, has anyone heard from John Ross?
Mom, he'll be here.
Sue Ellen, do you know where your son is?
Thank you.
Something isn't adding up.
I get why Treviño would work for Cliff
as a business opportunity,
but trying to prove his innocence?
Why would he be so invested in that?
That's what we're trying to find out, my friend.
Carlos.
Christopher.
¿Cómo estás?
Bien. It's good to see you.
Your father was just telling me about your problems
with Nicolas Treviño and his mysterious past.
I'll reach out to my contacts.
If Nicolas has any secrets, I assure you I'll find out.
Thank you.
Look, what I said this morning was way out of line,
and I'm sorry.
But after what you did with Pamela,
I had the right to be pissed.
Look, I thought we were at a good place.
- Why would you want to screw that up? - Well, maybe I got sick
of watching you and Pamela Fawn all over each other
as you plan for your wedding.
Emma, we were already married.
You knew that when you started this.
You mean when you started this.
You came to me.
You asked me to steal my father's files.
I took that risk for you.
No, for both of us.
So that you could put your father away
and take over his company.
And then we can help each other as partners.
Look, that's why I need that flash drive now,
so I can put your father back in jail...
this time for good.
I didn't bring it.
Why not?
Because I needed to know how you really felt first,
that I wasn't in this alone.
You're not. I promise.
Come here.
I care about you.
You just got to stop pushing me away, okay?
Come here.
Now, would you go get
that flash drive and bring it back to me?
Okay.
Hello?
- I thought I told you one hour. - Sorry.
- I got a little delayed. - Time is of the essence, John Ross.
You don't come now, there's no deal.
Do you have the flash drive?
Absolutely.
Excuse me.
Surprised to see you here.
Elena invited me.
Huh.
Did you enjoy your trip to Mexico?
If you wanted to know more about me,
all you had to do was ask.
I could have saved you the trip.
Well, if I hadn't gone, I wouldn't have met your wife.
Lovely woman, by the way.
I'm glad you think so.
See? We do have the same taste in women.
Christopher.
Hey, you two.
Hi.
How are you?
Hey. Good to see you.
You, too. You look great.
Thank you.
You know, it's the strangest thing...
being here for a wedding,
seeing you all dressed up in a tuxedo,
I'm feeling a little déjà vu.
How long you been working on that one?
- The whole way over here. - Yeah.
You know I love you.
Sure is a shame J.R.'s not around to see this.
Christopher?
Excuse me.
Sure.
Mr. Ewing. We've been expecting you.
Well..
Follow me.
Thank you, Steve. Give us a second, would you?
What the hell is this?
Well, see for yourself.
Is that the railroad commissioner,
Stanley Babcock?
Let me give you some volume so you can get the full effect.
Oh, Roscoe.
Nobody understand me the way you do.
God, I love you so much.
Are you a naughty doggy? Are you?
Are you?
That's a good doggy.
What kind of sick, twisted, messed-up dude is this?
Well, I think his dog got hit by a car when he was a kid,
so he comes here to get his rosebud rocks off.
And now that you know,
I'm sure he'll do whatever you need
to make sure that you can drill your ranch.
I thought you said this guy was a friend.
Well, I have all kinds of friends.
Some are friends 'cause they like me.
Others are friends because they're afraid
of what I know about them.
Now, Stanley here is the latter.
No shit.
Tell you what, John Ross...
I will hold on to this disc
while you go in there and cut your deal.
It's the third door on your right.
Mr. Babcock.
Geez!
Sit! Sit!
- What? - Who's your furry little friend here?
Just, uh... what are you doing here?
I actually wanted to talk to you
about a permit you denied me
over a lesser prairie chicken.
Hey.
Didn't know you were bringing Nicolas to the wedding.
I told you,
I'm getting closer to him to get information.
Did you know he's married?
- He's divorced. - You're wrong.
Look, Elena, you don't even know this guy.
I met his wife in Mexico,
and it seemed to me they're very much together.
You know, for someone who needed an annulment
before marrying me,
you seem pretty cavalier
about playing around with a married man.
I'm not playing around. I'm playing him.
I'm not so sure who's playing whom.
You get everything you wanted?
He couldn't be more agreeable.
Now I just need that disc
as insurance in case he backs out.
Well, you give me that flash drive and it's all yours.
It's on its way as we speak.
I thought you said you had it.
Now, come on, now, Ryland.
You think I'd come down here and risk you shaking me down?
Just needed to know that you could deliver.
All right.
Now we wait for you to deliver.
John Ross, where are you?
The wedding's in 20 minutes. Please call me back.
Where's John Ross?
You bring what he asked for?
Sorry I'm late.
I hope he doesn't miss the wedding.
What kind of man does this to a woman?
I guess the apple
doesn't fall far from the tree, huh, Sue Ellen?
After all the despicable things
J.R. did to you through the years,
I would think you'd have taught your son better than this.
Just so you know, Afton,
the most despicable thing J.R. ever did...
was you.
How dare you?
- How dare you?! - Hey!
Let's try and compose ourselves.
For Pamela.
Aren't you getting married today?
Must be cutting it close.
I got plenty of time.
I'll tell you what...
why don't you let me get you a little wedding gift
while you're waiting?
Now, this is Sapphire.
And Chastity, right, darling?
Hi, there.
You're awful cute.
Uh, pleasure meeting you, ladies, but I'm a taken man.
That doesn't bother us.
I'll give you a little privacy here.
Yeah, uh...
- Really not interested. Sorry. - We can change that.
- Uh, well... no. - Come on, let's have a little fun here.
You should probably keep that buttoned.
- Sit down. - Okay...
- Not to be rude, but I should... - No, hey.
Just sit back...
Uh, yeah, I wouldn't do that.
- No. That's not... -... And enjoy yourself.
That's definitely not good.
What was your name... "Sprinkles"?
No, that's not...
Oh, God. Ah, that's weird.
You smell like my wife.
Okay... nope. That should stay done here.
Oh, that's a little... whoa. Okay.
- Mr. Ewing. - Yes.
There's a gentleman named Bum here to see you.
Okay. Good. Good, good. Uh, excuse me.
Uh, ladies.
I should get going. Thank you.
That was awkward.
Did you make a copy of the drive like I asked?
I did, but it looks like a bunch of vacation pictures.
Whatever's really on there, it's encrypted.
Well, then, you better find a way to decrypt it.
Ryland wants that thing pretty bad, so it must be important.
Plus, it got me in deeper with him.
You're flying mighty close to the sun
in all this, John Ross.
Objection noted.
Here you go.
Now, how about that disc?
Just a sec.
You know, Christopher, there's some grumblings
that, uh, the groom is nowhere to be found.
What?
Do you know where John Ross is?
No idea.
Yeah, it looks like we're all good here.
Much obliged, Ryland.
I hate to do business and run, but I got a wedding to get to.
Good luck with that.
Hopefully it'll make an honest man out of you.
'Cause if you know what's best for you...
You'll stop sleeping with my daughter.
I just spoke to Christopher.
He said he talked to your wife in Mexico.
Yes, he told me the same.
He clearly got the wrong impression.
We agreed to a divorce a few months ago,
and the only reason the papers haven't been signed yet
is because the lawyers haven't reached a settlement.
It is the truth, Elena.
I swear it on the lives of my children.
But technically you are still married?
Yes.
In the eyes of the church.
But in the eyes of God, no.
I have a lot of respect for Lucia.
She's the mother of my children.
But my heart is not with her anymore.
In many ways...
it never was.
It was always with you.
We've got to talk, John Ross.
Sorry I'm late, mama.
I was tending to some business.
Is that right?
In fact, congratulations are in order.
It turns out the railroad commissioner
has a few strange sexual fetishes
he wants to keep under wraps, and I have him in my pocket.
The shale play is back on.
I know you're sleeping with Emma.
All this time, I was hoping
that you wouldn't make the same mistakes as your father.
Apparently, the blood of J.R. runs too pure in your veins.
I don't know what you think is going on,
but I guarantee that you do not understand
what I am doing or why.
I understand the pain you are causing Pamela.
She doesn't know anything about this,
and she doesn't need to.
Look, this does not change how I feel about her.
I love her.
This is just business.
Just like your daddy...
finding a way to explain infidelity.
I will not stand by and watch you destroy Pamela
like J.R. destroyed me.
Is that alcohol I smell on your breath?
Perhaps your drinking is making you forget
your loyalties, mama.
If you don't stop doing what you're doing,
I'm gonna tell Pamela myself.
You have looked the other way your whole life, mama.
One more time's not gonna hurt.
You're a son of a bitch, you know that?
Afton, I just... I need one minute to explain.
Please.
You promised me.
You promised me you would be here.
I know.
I know, and I'm sorry, okay?
I need you to understand
that I did what I did today for us.
Okay, so that I can get you everything that you deserve.
My father used the same explanation
every time he didn't show up for me.
But the truth was,
everything he did, he did for himself
to satisfy his endless need for power and success.
But I'm here.
And I will always show up for you.
I need you to believe that, sweetheart.
Hey. Hey, look, we are meant for each other.
I know that with every cell of my being, okay?
And I'll prove it to you.
I just need you to give me the chance.
Will you?
So, if you need any advice, you know...
someone who's been through this before...
with the same bride...
That's the last one of those you're gonna get, cousin.
Bourbon and branch, please.
Thank you.
By the way, Uncle Bobby, I wanted to let you know
that those lesser prairie chickens,
they're not gonna be stopping me
from drilling Southfork anymore.
And why not?
Well, it turns out that Stanley Babcock,
well, he sees it my way,
and he's shutting down the investigation
and issuing my permit immediately.
So, I guess those cute little chickens of yours
have come home to roost?
Is that the right usage?
Yeah, I don't know. I'm drilling.
I'll give you credit, John Ross.
You are more and more like your daddy every day.
But he never drilled this ranch.
And mark my words...
neither will you.
What do you mean the decision has already been made?
When?!
Well, why wasn't I told about it?
Stanley, this is not right, and you damn well know it.
Bobby.
Sue Ellen.
I can't imagine how low your son had to stoop this time,
but he managed to get to the railroad commissioner.
Now I don't have a move left to stop him from drilling this ranch.
But I do.
Thought I saw you sneaking off down here.
You following me?
No, I just came to see
if there was any horse crap in the barn.
Yep, there is.
I'll see you.
Hey.
Wait a second.
You off duty?
Yeah, why? You want to take me somewhere?
No.
I just wanted to make sure
I wasn't breaking any rules of conduct by doing this.
So, um...
Good things really do come to those who wait.
Maybe.
You know...
You know, I got to say...
You are entirely too overdressed for this barn.
Lucia.
What are you doing here?
I've decided not to call
because I wanted to talk to you in person.
If this is about the settlement,
we agreed to let the lawyers negotiate everything.
I've given this a lot of thought,
and I've decided I want to stay in this marriage.
A divorce would only color us poorly in the church,
and we have too much invested in our life together
to not give this another try.
At the very least, Nicolas, we owe it to our children.
I thought we had reached an understanding.
I've made it very clear how I feel.
This is what I want.
The Ewings seem determined to know who you really are.
If you don't do as I say, I'll tell them
what you owe and who you owe it to.
That would only hurt both of us, Lucia.
It would also put an end
to whatever you have going with Elena.
Like you say...
we owe it to our children to at least open the door.
The madam wants to see you.
I saw John Ross brought you whatever it was you asked for.
What was it?
It's a log of all the transfers that I made for the cartel.
Covering your own ass first, I see.
Typical.
So, what's your plan to get the rest of the files from him?
Well, actually, the fact that it took him so long
to get that here means that he's not holding on to them.
Emma is.
We did raise her to be smart.
John Ross is still dangerous, though.
He's controlling her.
And we need to break them up.
And I got the insurance right here
to make sure that we can do that.
A bunch of photographs?
How is that going to keep him away from Emma?
Remember Monica Lewinsky
and how she kept her dress
from her special time with the President...
And how on that dress
was evidence implicating him in foul play?
Well, the girl wearing this dress...
in that photograph...
is only 16.
That's a very exciting plan, Harris.
But if I understand you correctly,
it's still lacking a certain key substance.
And for the life of me,
I can't imagine how you intend on getting it.
Come on in.
So sorry to call today of all days,
but you said to get you a meeting
with the railroad commissioner as soon as possible.
See, Candace here has been working double duty
as John Ross' secretary.
And that dress is gonna fit her just fine.
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