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Message: <blockquote data-quote="stevew" data-source="post: 108958" data-attributes="member: 130">John Ross sits at a conference table with Jeremy sliding him papers across and talking to him.  “This sells me Lone Star.”  Jeremey signs.  “I’ll take care of the payment to the estate of Viktor Sechin, paid in full.  That doesn’t leave anything for you or your sister but Sechin’s grandchildren need the money.  This buys the rest of your family’s estate.  And this sets up trust funds with the money for you and Jolie.  I’ve way over paid for their stuff by consider it a favor.  Lucy has a house in Switzerland.  You can stay there.  It’s comfortable.  Away from everything.  Enjoy life like you use to.”He signs.  “It’s funny how money can much such a difference.  I didn’t know what I was going to do.  I guess I just . . .”“Fell apart.   It helps to have friends.”“Yes, it does.  Viktor Sechin . . .”“Is gone.”  Collecting the papers John Ross says, “And now so are you.”  Lucy stops Melanie on her way from the house to her car.  “Yes Miss Ewing.”“I need to speak to you for a second.”  “Sure.”Lucy motions to the man approaching her car.  “This gentleman is going to escort you off the property and to your apartment.  I’ve informed your boss that you’re to be fired.  He’s arranged a nice severance package.  You will not have any further contact with this family.”  She hands her a flash drive and pats her hand.  “If you do our lawyers will descend on you in a very public and nasty way.  Consider this a gift for excellent service.  Good day Miss Scott.”  Lucy walks away from a stunned young woman who is lead to her car.  Steven stands in line for a coffee when the man in front of him turns around and bumps into him, spilling coffee down the front of him.   The man professes a sincere apology and Steven says it was his fault, standing to close.  He orders the man another coffee and the two look for a table as Steven takes off his sweeter.  “No worries.  I’m Steven Ewing by the way.”  “Dr. Paul Scott.   You’re from Dallas aren’t you?”“Yes.  How’d you know?”“I use to live in Dallas.  And my little sister, Melanie, works for your father.”“Oh, small world.  You work for the university?”“Yes.  Associate Professor of Sociology.”“Impressive.”“I’ve done some work for Ewing Industries looking at investment for them, the culture of an organization, that kind of thing.”  “Practically family.”   The two laugh. Melanie cries as she’s packing. “No Logan I’ve got to get away from your family.  John Ross. Jack.  They’re messed up.  All of them.  You probably are too once I get to know you.”“That’s not true.  We’re a good team together.”  “I can’t.  I can’t be around them anymore.  To think about what Jack made me do.”“Jack?  What did Jack do?”“I can’t talk about it. Please.  Just let me go.”   He grabs her up, “No.  I want to fix this.”“You can’t.” Petrio arrives at a D.C. townhouse and walks up to the front door.  Amy opens it and lets him in. “I swear to you I can’t figure it out.  These were your people.”Amy says, “I knew I should have been there to follow this through.  But without Jeremy signing anything over we’ve still got room to move.  Where is he?”“That’s why I’m here.  He’s gone.”“Gone. What do you mean gone?  For Christ shake.  Now what do we do?”“That’s why I came out.  I have no idea.”  Amy sits down. “If I find out you doubled crossed me.”“No of course not.”  Amy rides on top of Petrio in her bed up stairs.  She leans over and puts her hands on his neck and squeezes.  Jack and Amy are driven up to Southfork discussing a spending bill for federal grants to develop nuclear power.  They get out of the car and walk toward the back of the house.  Logan sitting by the pool comes after them, determined.  He grabs up Jack and swing him around.  “What the hells wrong with you?”Jack, taken by surprise says, “Logan.  What the hell!”Logan began beating in Jack’s face.  “You just use people!  You sick pig.”“Amy yells for him to stop.”  Jack takes some swings back and the two end up wrestling, falling over, knocking over patio furniture.  Security guards come running to break them up.  Lucy runs out yelling, “What the hell is going on?”  Jack is pulled back but doesn’t struggle.  Logan struggles to to get at him.    Lucy slaps him. “There is no fighting in my family.  Go in side,” she orders Amy.  “Sit down?” she orders Jack.  “What is the problem?”“He raped Melanie!”“Melanie?  She tell you that?”“Yes.  I went to see her and she’s leaving Texas.”“That’s because I told her to leave.  That tramp has slept with her way around this ranch and at the office looking for a Ewing to get her claws in.  What ever she told you about rape I’d second guess.  I’m sorry if you have feelings for her Logan.  Really I am.”  She looks at Jack and says, “Go in the house.”Jack walks by Logan.  “I’m sorry man, if she meant something to you.  If i’d have known, I’d have backed off.  But her and I was long before you got here.”  Jack walks in the house.  “It’s a hard thing to deal with.  Believe me, I’ve had plenty of people use me when I was your age.”   The two sit.  Lucy leans over and puts her arms around him.  The Dallas police knock on an apartment door. Melanie opens it.  They cone in showing a search warrant.  Lucy follows and says, “I thought you were leaving.”   Melanie makes a lot of excuses but then a police officer walks out of the bedroom with a diamond and sapphire necklace and asks, “Is this it Ms. Ewing?”“Yes it.”  Melanie objects as she’s arrested.   An office mentions they’ll dust it for prints but since her prints were all over Lucy’s room things are pretty clear.  Another officer says, “This is what five million dollars looks like.”   Melanie is pulled out.  Lucy says, “Should have left.”   In D.C. Amy gets into the back of a limousine surprised to find John Ross.  He says, “I wanted to talk to you along and this seemed the best way.”“Oh.  What is it?”“I don’t warn people or threaten them or go into long speeches.  But you’re my grandson’s mother.  I suggest you talk to my mother.  No one knows about marrying into the family better.  It’s one thing to be raised a Ewing.  Another to marry in.”“I don’t understand.”“Jeremy Wendell.”“Who?”“Don’t lie to me.  Either you’re with the family or against us.  What you did appears against us.  But I took care of everything.  I won’t again.”“I think I understand.”“I must say I was impressed.  Next time come to me.  We may be right and we may be wrong but we're Ewings, we stick together, and that's what makes us unbeatable.”“OK.”“Call her.  My mother.”“What about Pamela?”“I’ve been married three times all total about three minutes.   You’re better off talking to my mother.  Besides she taught me everything I know about business and family, good or bad.”  “Sue Ellen Ewing taught you the family business in oil?”  “The family business is information.  And I want to thank you for helping us gather a very large chunk of information.”   John Ross gets out of the car.  In New York City, at the MET, a cocktail party, people couldn’t be dressed finer.  Sue Ellen approaches a man about her age.  “Howard Burcroft.”“Lady Maitland.”  “Been a long time since anyone called me that.”“How are you?  How’s Lord Maitland?”“Excellent.  And Don’s doing well.”  “Good to hear.”“I just want you to know, I know about Viktor Sechin.”“Do you?”  He works hard to keep pleasant disposition. “Yes I do.  And know you know I do.”   Sue Ellen smiles and goes to talk to someone else.</blockquote>

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