The Ewing’s watch a football game from their owners box. The Braddock Mustangs, Dallas’s second NFL team, plays the Dallas Cowboys.
Logan walks among the crowd and gets a beer at a concession stand. Roger Smith approaches him. “Thanks for meeting me. I take it you’re in the Ewing Box.”
“I hear you’re a Cowboys fan.”
“Unless they’re playing the Giants. I hear the Ewing’s use to be too.”
“That’s what I hear too.”
“Amy way, Logan, I have a deal for you.”
“Go ahead.”
“Jack can’t run the company and stay in politics. He’s got abortions a lot hirer than Congressman. And Steven isn’t suited for business. He’s got other plans. So that leaves you and your momma. If we can manage to get John Ross out of the way.”
“How do you propose to do that?”
“We can discuss that later. I just need to know if you’re in board.”
“I’m interested.”
“Good. I’ll be in touch.“
Pamela says, “What do you think your dad would say you owning a NFL team?”
“He’d look over the ROI and kick my ass. But sometimes you just gotta buy something you enjoy,”
“You enjoy owning a football team?”
“‘Bout the only thing I do enjoy out of life any more.”
“I doubt that. John Ross Ewing always lived life to the fullest.”
“Yea well goes to prove you never did know me.”
“Like you spent time getting to know me.”
“Your favorite color is green, emerald green. You like maple fudge. You’re third grade teacher said you were lucky your daddy was rich. You named your first two children Clifford Willard Ewing and Afton Arliss Ewing. You’re scared of spiders.”
“You have a good memory.”
“I have a terrible memory. Reading gives me head aches. I can’t tell right from left without writing in the air.” John Ross rights in the air.
Pamela calls, “Aunt Lucy, did you know John Ross is the happiest man in Dallas?”
“No I didn’t. I’m just glad he isn’t crying himself to sleep any more.”
Pamela looks at John Ross. John Ross walks away.
Lucy says, “When are you going to leave Dallas?”
“What?”
“With you gone at least he can pretend.”
Ellie leans over and asks Jack, “When do you think Pamela’s going to leave?”
“I hope for dad’s shake she stays.”
“I remember running into her when I was twelve. Dad and I sat in the back of the car and he broke down crying. First time I ever saw him cry. I held him. And I hated her.”
“I think we’ve all hated her.”
Ellie here up and walks across the room toward Colin at the buffet. “Can I speak to you?”
“Sure.”
She leads him into the hall and they walk. “What’ll it take to get you to change your name to Ewing?”
“What?”
“You’ve been working with Lucas. Talk to him about the decision. He spent most of his life a Krebs. Just like his father still goes by Krebs. But they’re Ewing’s and so are you. It’d mean the world to our father and Cantrell is dead. So I’m not sure why you wouldn’t.”
“My father, the man who raised me, was a good man.”
“So’s our father. The only reason you don’t know that is because your mother kept you away. Shouldn’t you be mad at her? And what’s she doing back her anyway? Just more twisting the knife in our father’s side.”
“Yeah I know. Lucas asked me the same thing actually.”
“He brought it up?”
“Yes. Sometime ago.”
“And?”
Colin shrugs.
“Well let me explain something to you. You continue this thing about being a Cantrell, you’re an outsider. To me, Jack, Steven. Southfork isn’t your home, but a place you’re working. You can visit anytime you’d like. But you’re just visiting.”
Lucy approaches Logan sitting alone to the side. “You ok?”
Logan forced a fake and angry smile and returns to drinking.
“How much have you had to drink?”
“What now you in charge of my drinking?”
“If you’re gonna get sloppy drunk, someone should say something.”
“Like you did with Melanie.”
“What about Melanie?”
“She didn’t steal your necklace. You set her up!”
“Melanie is a two bit tramp hoping from one Ewing bed to another trying to find herself a benefactor.”
“Stay out of my business!”
John Ross asks what’s going on.
“She set Melanie up because she didn’t do what she told her, to leave town!”
“First off, she is your Aunt Lucy.”
“She ain’t married to my Uncle Mitch anymore. She’s a two bit tramp.”
John Ross smacks his face. “Your Aunt Lucy cares about you. I warned you off that girl. But you won’t listen. Now you’re using this to deal.” John Ross grabs his drink from him. “Maybe you better talk to your grandma about how this don’t work.”
“Which grandma?”
“My mother.”
“Now she’s my grandma.”
“Take that up with your momma.”
Pamela steps up, “This is enough. Leave my son alone.”
“Your son!” Holding up the glass, “These the kind decisions you approve of? The boy can’t even stand up.”
“He’s upset about something. How about ask him in private?”
Lucy says, “We already know what he’s up set about. Some slut working for John Ross got in his pants. I told her to leave. I don’t there’s a Ewing make here she hasn’t tried to get with. Except maybe Steven.”
The whole room’s paying attention now. Steven says, “Oh she tried.”
“Aunt Lucy set her up. She planted a necklace in her apartment. She’s booked on charges.”
“Do you know she didn’t steal it sweetheart?” She rubs his cheek.
“Ask Lucy.”
Lucy says, “This is a police investigation. I’m not saying anything.”
Pamela says, “Well I guess I have my answer.”
“Enough,” John Ross says. “So you got taken in by this girl. You ain’t alone. They get their claws in you and they turn you inside out. But you ain’t gotta turn to this. And I can assure you, what ever your Aunt Lucy did, she did for your benefit.”
“Stay out of my son’s life.”
“He’s a Ewing,” Lucy declares.
“No I’m not.”
“But I am,” Colin says. He approaches. “I’m going to official change my name to Ewing. If that’s alright?”
“Alright? That’s the best news I ever heard.” John Ross hugs him. Holds him tight. “Dr. Colin Andrew Cantrell Ewing. ‘Bout time Southfork has its own vet running things. Ain’t that right Lucas?”
“Sure is. I was beginning to worry we wouldn’t have a next generation of ranchers.”
Logan leaves the box.
Pamela turns on Lucy and John Ross. “These are my sons. You’d better back off.”
John Ross says, “It don’t work that way darlin’. They’re my boys two. Whether they’ll have me or not.”
“You don’t want to fight me, John Ross.”
She walks away and John Ross says, “Don’t want to, but will.”
Then the room turns to celebrate, first time the Mustangs beat the Cowboys.
At a thunderously loud night club the younger Ewing’s gather. Ellie sits at a bar speaking to Logan next to her. “You just gotta blow it off. It’s what Ewing’s do. We but in.”
“I’m not a Ewing.”
“Then why are you at Ewing Industries? You could get a job anywhere. You’ve got the money to start up your own company. And why at Southfork for that matter. Look it, you just got to look at it for what it is. That girl was just a tool. You had your turn. Certainly don’t need to drink over a tool.”
Colin and Karin are joined on the dance floor by a good looking young man. Jolie pulls Lucas out to dance.
Ellie stands at a sitting area of the club with Logan. “Hi. I’m Ellie Ewing. This is my brother Logan. I was telling our daddy how Logan should take over running the Mustangs and thought you girls, as cheerleads, could give him some inside into the organization.”
The girls happily make room for Logan in the middle of them.
Steven says to Karin as they walk away from the dance floor with Colin, all three exhausted, “No serious. I like this guy. And he’s from Dallas.”
“What’s He doing in Ann Arbor.”
“Professor of sociology. And he’s this Melanie Scott, the girl Logan was yelling about, her brother.”
“You better be careful than.”
“He doesn’t seem anything like that.”
“Still.”
Jolie falls into Lucas, exhausted on the dance floor. She looks up into his face and they kiss. Lucas holds her tight and the quick kiss heats up.
At the bar Ellie says to a gorgeous young man who sits up next to her, “You must be Tom Bennett the Mustang’s Backup Quarterback.”
“Yea guess I am. An who might you be?” Tom says, turning on the charm.
“Ellie Ewing. We own you.”
“Mr. Ewing’s daughter?”
“One and only.”
“Shit. Well I’ll leave you alone. Not many men scare the shit out of me. And your daddy ain’t particularly big. But we hear rumors.”
“What rumors?”
“He And his buddies took out a while Mexican drug gang. What weren’t killed in the shoot out were snuffed out in jail before they even got to trail.”
“I heard that one too.”
“Is it true?”
“I don’t know. I wasn’t there. Listen. Your athletic. Particularly skilled I imagine. You don’t have to worry about my daddy. I ain’t gonna fall in love or get pregnant. But I’ve got a place we can go, if you’re agreeable. By that I mean do as your told.”
“As I’m told.”
“I’m not interested in you talking back or thinking. I say it, you do it.”
“Well I never ummm.”
“What ever. There’s a limousine out there with the license plate Ewing. That’s me. I’ll meet you out there.”
In a hotel room Logan has sex with two girls.
In an apartment over looking Dallas Ellie walks in ahead of Tom and orders him to strip and then at the bar asks him, “What’ll you have.”
He stands in front of her naked. “Tequila.”
Back at the Club the guy Steven’s dancing with kisses him. Some guy says something about liking to “watch those two go at it.” Then two the two he says, “Why don’t you two go out on a show in the bathroom.”
They ask to be left alone. The guy and his friends, girls and guys, keep it up, prodding them into performing.
Lucas says, “Knock it off.”
They argue with him.
Colin says, “What’s your problem,” to the original agitator.
Next thing anyone knows they’re swinging and the entire club is engulfed in a fight.
Jack lays in bed with Damae. “I don’t think the articles are having the desired effect,” she says. “I’ve drummed up more protests in D.C. over nuclear than support.”
“You don’t worry about the effect. You leave that up to me. You just keep writing. You’re building a very good career off my in put.”
“Then answer me this, what are you really up to.”
“That’s none of your business. Just do as you’re told.”
In the Southfork kitchen Lucy tends to the boys wounds from the fight, giving Steven a frozen stake package to hold up to his eye. She then cleans the cuts on Colin’s face. Jolie, who’s not to touched, tends to Lucas. Karin tends to her own hand, holding another package of frozen meat to her knuckles.
Pamela says, “This is absurd. You’re grown men,” looking at Karin, “and women. You handle a disagreement like people not animals.”
Lucy says, “Well other than running away what was left to do. They were swung on.”
“Wish I’d been there,” John Ross says.
“John Ross,” Pamela admonishes.
“Oh come on now. Nothing wrong with a fight now and then. Keep a man young.”
“Oh for the love of God.” Pamela says.
Colin flinches at the touch of alcohol to his wounds.
Howard Burcroft meets with Roger Smith. “The goal is to make sure Ewing Oil can’t pay off all the debt it’s run up to get at this off shore methane.”
“But the problem is no matter what happens Ewing Industries can bail it out.”
“So we go after a series of attacks on Ewing Industries. Cash strap the company. If Ewing Oil can’t get these Gas rigs producing and Ewing Industries is as strapped and Burcroft Hathaway owns Ewing Oil’s debt. You see where I’m going? The president about to announce some crippling tariffs that should cost Ewing Industries a great deal to cover. And this Logan kid will help us with another time kick in the gut. We put together enough of these and keep delaying Ewing Oil’s profits, well call in the loans and take Ewing Oil away from them.”
In a morning meeting in John Ross’s study, Pamela walks in to join him, Mateo and Juan. “We know the situation,” he says to her. “And we’re having trouble coming up with the cash to help. Out reserves have been depleted. The last straw was our sons ill fated investment to compete against Amazon. I backed his play just like you insisted.”
“How was he suppose to prevent drug tampering a supplier?”
“He wasn’t,” Mateo says. “He’s being used by someone willing to kill seven people. More if your son hadn’t acted so quickly. Of course that destroyed his on-line drug delivery company.”
“So what do we do? You’re not going to excelt loosing Ewing Oil are you?”
