- Awards
- 7
John Ross stops working in the barn and meets a man in a suite. Bobby watches. “Adam. Glad you could make it. You know my Uncle Bobby?”
“Mr. Ewing.”
“Adam.”
“So we’ve got a deal to buy the Leland family's share of Texas Standard Bank?”
“Your friend Harris Ryland hasn’t left us much choice.”
“Of course you have a choice. Turn down the deal and we’ll go else where. No one’s forcing you.”
“I’ve talked to Dave Grimison.”
“I guy you’ve got running your bank.”
“He says we can survive you pulling your business, all your businesses. He suggested we sell and diversify. He apparently looks forward to expanding the bank under the Ewing umbrella.”
“We’re going to take Texas Standard private and merge it with a Pittsburgh bank we acquired.”
“I heard. Your cousin Margret arranged the purchase.”
“She’s our lobbyist in D.C.”
“I just wanted to look you in the face before I sold out what my family’s worked at for generations. Sort of like you being forced to sell Southfork.”
“I don’t think anyone owes me business to sell our cattle.”
“I guess I should thank you. If I was dealing with your father I’d be bankrupt.”
“I don’t need thanking.”
“My wife works for Ewing Alternative, Cindy. And my son’s interning with Texas Standard, so I guess we’re a Ewing family.”
“I guess so.”
Adam leaves.
Bobby says, “Did your father leave you instructions to take over the Leland’s Bank?”
“Yes.”
“How much more does he have you doing?”
“Enough to keep me busy. He thinks we should separate Southfork. Ewing Global owns four other ranches.”
“All of which he suggested.”
“Yes.”
“I tell you what. I’ll agree to sell the cattle company to Ewing Global, if we give the land to the foundation.”
“Sounds like a perfectly good deal. We’ll make you Ranch general manager.”
“I can’t believe I’m still letting JR run things around here.”
“You can’t. Every time I turn around I get another letter from him of some task to perform.”
“You think they’re from Bum?”
“I don’t know. Who else?”
“Mr. Ewing.”
“Adam.”
“So we’ve got a deal to buy the Leland family's share of Texas Standard Bank?”
“Your friend Harris Ryland hasn’t left us much choice.”
“Of course you have a choice. Turn down the deal and we’ll go else where. No one’s forcing you.”
“I’ve talked to Dave Grimison.”
“I guy you’ve got running your bank.”
“He says we can survive you pulling your business, all your businesses. He suggested we sell and diversify. He apparently looks forward to expanding the bank under the Ewing umbrella.”
“We’re going to take Texas Standard private and merge it with a Pittsburgh bank we acquired.”
“I heard. Your cousin Margret arranged the purchase.”
“She’s our lobbyist in D.C.”
“I just wanted to look you in the face before I sold out what my family’s worked at for generations. Sort of like you being forced to sell Southfork.”
“I don’t think anyone owes me business to sell our cattle.”
“I guess I should thank you. If I was dealing with your father I’d be bankrupt.”
“I don’t need thanking.”
“My wife works for Ewing Alternative, Cindy. And my son’s interning with Texas Standard, so I guess we’re a Ewing family.”
“I guess so.”
Adam leaves.
Bobby says, “Did your father leave you instructions to take over the Leland’s Bank?”
“Yes.”
“How much more does he have you doing?”
“Enough to keep me busy. He thinks we should separate Southfork. Ewing Global owns four other ranches.”
“All of which he suggested.”
“Yes.”
“I tell you what. I’ll agree to sell the cattle company to Ewing Global, if we give the land to the foundation.”
“Sounds like a perfectly good deal. We’ll make you Ranch general manager.”
“I can’t believe I’m still letting JR run things around here.”
“You can’t. Every time I turn around I get another letter from him of some task to perform.”
“You think they’re from Bum?”
“I don’t know. Who else?”