DALLASTALK
presents
STARRING:
(in alphabetical order)
PATRICK DUFFY (BOBBY)
LINDA
GRAY (SUE ELLEN)
KEN
KERCHEVAL (CLIFF)
AUDREY LANDERS (AFTON)
SASHA MITCHELL (JAMES)
CATHY PODEWELL (CALLY)
VICTORIA
PRINCIPAL (PAM)
TED SHACKELFORD (GARY)
CHARLENE
TILTON (LUCY)
JOAN VAN
ARK (VALENE)
CO-STARRING:
CHRIS DEMETRAL (CHRISTOPHER)
DAVID MARSHALL GRANT (WILL)
KIMBERLY FOSTER (SHEREE)
SPECIAL APPEARANCES BY:
HOWARD KEEL (CLAYTON)
and
SUSAN SARANDON
as MADELEINE
One month later...
The morning sun was lightening the Southfork Ranch
back patio, where all the Ewings had breakfast together...sometimes, though
always on sunday. That day, Bob, Pam,
Chris, Gary and Val were sitting at the table...
- When your daddy and I were growing up, the
Southfork breakfast would have been enough to feed a couple of cows for one
couple of week. - Gary explained to Chris, sounding nostalgic about the far
past, rather than the most recent. Chris had moved to the ranch after knowing
the truth about his mother, so he would be able to resume his relationship with
his parents and know each other again...
- Really? And what was cousin Lucy when she was a
child? - Gary and Val looked at each other, expecting some sort of help...
- She was the prettiest baby I had ever seen. Blondie
and with pinky cheeks... - Val explained, jumping in her scarce memories as
Lucy´s mother. - And when she started to cry, nothing and no one could consol
her, except a lullaby I used to sing to her...
- Why didn´t she marry again, aunt Val?
- I don´t know, I guess she´s happy the way she lives
now, devoted to her little boy. Anyway, you´ll can ask it to her yourself - Val
mysteriously revealed - because Lucy called me yesterday to tell me she´s
decided to come back to Southfork with Peter, at least for awhile. Next week
she´ll be staying with us again...
- Great, the Ewing family is filling up the new
Southfork again, one by one! -Bob exclaimed.
- I am so glad, Valene...Will she be staying at your
house or should I get ready her old room at the main house? - Pam carefully asked.
- I´m afraid Lucy is too independent to begin to live with
her parents, at her age...She´s told me she´d better stay with you. - Val said,
as she sadly smiled.
- Very deeply, Lucy will always be a real Ewing... -
Gary said ironically, as he toasted to her with his glass of orange juice...
At the Wentworth manor, Cliff was serving coffee to
his wife...
- Here you are my little woman, being served as if she
were a queen, just hoping she´ll want to have a swim with me at the pool...
Afton smiled sweetly, though she was feeling a little
dizzy.
- Honey, you are adorable...when you want to. Pass me
the cold milk, please...
- The throat still bad? - asked Cliff, who knew that
Afton had been trying hard to hide her ache over the last months.
- Yes, but I´ll be fine right away - she said as she
looked up to Beckie´s room window...- Have you asked her to have breakfast with
us?
- Sure, but she had already had a bit in her room...Don´t worry about her...
- Oh mine, Cliff... - Afton suddenly changed of
subject - Since we found her with that bastard from the network, you are
treating her even softlier...She doesn´t listen to me when I try to talk with
her. She only goes out for swimming and going to shool...You know we are
avoiding the real problem...
Cliff looked up as he ate half a "croissant"
spread with butter. - What problem? - he jabbered, full-mouthed...
- It´s time for Rebecca to know that she can´t be sleeping around with whomever
she wants to...neither now nor ever.
- I think butter affected my brain, because I missed
something...I´m lost- Cliff said, as he swallowed the rest of the
"croissant"...
- Do you want me to remind you? - she asked, looking
incredulously, as if she had forgotten the genetic disease he was carrier of -
O.K. In one word: neurofibromatosis.
Sue Ellen looked thru the jet window: they were
getting close to the lands of the first field acquired by new Ewing Oil. John
Ross had preferred to stay down in Dallas, since he had had a tough week at
college. James was sitting at the seat next to Sue Ellen´s, and came a little
closer to her to look at the view too.
- What do you think? You are flying over field Ewing
1...
- So that´s the land that will make me a millionaire
or...completely broke. - he sarcastically added.
- You don´t sound too excited about it. Are you still
feeling guilty for choosing your brother instead of your second uncles? - Sue
Ellen went deep into the wound: she wanted to know if James had got stronger
over the years, or still was the fearful young man who used his brother to get
wealthy.
- No, not at all. My dad told me once "don´t..."
- ..."Don´t feel guilty of
whatcha you done, feel guilty of whatcha you didn´t do..." - Sue Ellen
openly smiled, looking mischievous. - I think that you learned something from
your father, after all...
- I´m just afraid of my decision to
have bothered Gary and started a new family rivalry...
- Don´t think so. I did business
with Gary Ewing. He used to be a black sheep as you are. Remember: wolves
devour themselves, not sheeps.
James tried to smile as he thought
it would be kinda funny to see if Sue Ellen was right...
At the Love Field Dallas Airport,
Gary and Val were waiting for Lucy and Peter´s arrival impatiently.
- I´ve talked to the twins before
leaving...They are excited about it and feel like coming on holidays to spend
more time with Lucy...-Val said, as she fixed her dress.
- Fantastic -Gary said, looking
serious.
- Oh, Gary Ewing. Put off that sad
clown face right now - Val had seen the same look many times over the last
forty years. - Don´t be nervous. Things are different and she was the one who
decided to live back in Southfork. I´m just feeling we are going to get a big
surprise with Lucy...
At that moment, Lucy and the child
came up in front of them, along with the nanny. After embracing and introducing
each other, Lucy left Peter with the nanny and hold to her parents´ arms.
- Honey, we have prepared a simple
dinner with a few guests for you to know...
- Single anyone? - Lucy asked
mischievously.
- All of them, except one: a
divorce.
Mother and daughter began to laugh
out loudly, as Gary helped the chauffeur out with her daughter´s big baggage.
Once inside the limo, they drove back to Southfork.
A couple of hours later, the last
guest came to the Southfork mansion. Raoul, the butler, opened the door and the
guest introduced himself:
- Hello, Raoul. I am Alan Beam. -
The man, in his sixties, looked up and down and inside, and let him in...
Gary had seen him come from the
living-room door, and called Bobby and Lucy,
who was playing with little Peter.
- Come on here. I´d like ya to
welcome my new lawyer: Alan Beam.
Bobby and Lucy stared at each other,
and tried to smile, unsuccessfully in her case.
(Fade out)
-
What the hell are you doing here? - such was the way Lucy welcomed her former
fiancé Alan.
-
Hello, Lucy. I´m happy to see you too. I´ve been told you´ve got a very pretty
son...
Lucy
looked cold and inexpressive, as if she were in front of her worst enemy. She
looked back at the living, where Pam,
Val, Chris, Peter and the nanny were chatting with the other guests...
-
Excuse me, can we talk father?
-
Sure Lucy - Gary stared at Alan and said - Just a moment. Please, Bobby,
introduce him to those who don´t know him.
Gary
and Lucy went to next room, a small library.
-
What is this, a bad taste joke? - she asked.
-
No. Alan is a great lawyer who´s just joined the Ewing Group...specifically, my
division, though we haven´t made it official until today.
-
Oh... Tell me you don´t know we were about to get married many years ago...and
tell me you don´t know he was a suspect of shooting J.R.
-
Like half the Dallas population... - Gary asked her daughter to sit down in one
of the armchairs - Darling: listen up to me: All that and more, he told me when
he arrived, as we were driving from the airport to his Dallas apartment. I got
the best references about him and I thought he deserved an opportunity. If
you´re gonna stay with us, you´ll have to begin to rely on your family...
Afton
had come up to the television Studio to pick up a dress of her own she had
unwillingly left in her dressing-room.
She opened the door and a noise made her tremble: it only was an air
current...or maybe was anybody else there at the Studio, besides the security
guards?
-
Wow, look who´s here: our biggest stare...
Afton miró la silueta que se veía reflejada en su gran espejo.
- Oh, it´s you... What are you doing
here? - Afton tried to look quiet. It was Joe, the technician who had seduced
her daughter...
-
Well, I´ve come to get some stuff fixed for a special we´ll shoot tomorrow, not
your swell show but one with barely dressed chicks for sure...though not as
delicious as your baby, course.
Afton
was very self-centered and did not intend to lose the chance to solve that
matter out.
-
You listen to me, low-rate casanova: if I ever know you´ve got close to my
daughter again, be sure no other woman will enjoy seeing you naked...
- Oh, I´m so scared. You think you´re so big...You and your
new-rich husband. Let me tell ya one thing: you both are just a rag-to-rich and
his favorite playmate. And Beckie must be one of your clients´ daughter...but
you don´t know whose, I bet.
Afton
slapped him, unable to hold her anger in, as he was insulting her.
-
I loved that...Gimme more...- he said, as he hold her hand and put it close to
his body. - By the way, baby, I´m gonna do you a favor.
-
If you don´t let me go now, l´ll call the guards...
-
This is my favor. Open your eyes: ev´rybody here but you know that your little
husband put this show upon for you. He´s behind the sponsors and the network´s
director owed him a favor. If you don´t believe me, ask it to Cliff...
Afton
wide opened her beautiful eyes and, in her mind, all the pieces began to fit:
maybe Joe was right...about her show. The woman picked up her dress and rushed
out of there, slamming the door...
Sunday
morning, James and Cally went to the Leavenworth race circuit. The wedding was
going to happen one week later and James had promised his future wife to quit
the risk sports: parachuting, mountain climbing, car races...but he wanted to
enjoy the speed pleasure for the last time...
-
Wish me luck baby - Cally kissed him in
his mouth before he put on his case.
-
James, why don´t you forget about this last race?
-
I´ve been running in the circuits for years and I´ve hardly had a few
scratches. Next week, we´ll get married and I want our life to be different,
more peaceful: just you and the kids...- James caressed her and fitted his case
as he whispered: I love you. - Cally stood there, cheerless until she was
obliged to get out of the racetrack.
A
dark woman wearing a big hat and sun glasses had been watching her from the
distance, and then she watched James´car, until he drove off. The woman walked
to a young man who seemed to be James´car mechanic.
-
He´s a Ewing, isn´t he? - she said, making believe she was just feeling
curious.
-
Yes, the fastest of all, undoubtedly. Gary Ewing also runs once in awhile but
there seems to be some trouble between them...
-
Oh really... - The woman looked over her glasses - Fascinating. But, isn´t it
dangerous for someone like him to take chances? A family man...You´re not
married, aren´t ya?
He
smiled at her. Then he invited her to have a drink after the competition.
Suddenly, Cally came up from behind the unknown woman.
-
Excuse me...- The woman put her glasses back, nervously - Sorry Bill, will you
tell James I´ll be waiting for him at the car? I couldn´t stand watching the
race...
Bill went along with Cally after
apologizing to the unknown lady. She vanished and the race started off.
Cliff
had got a call from his nephew Christopher. He wanted to talk with him about
something important. Though it was a sunday, Afton was not home, nor she had told
him where she would be. Cliff and Chris met at Cliff´s favorite Chinese
Restaurant. .
-
Have I ever told ya they make the best chop-suey I´ve ever tested? - Cliff
asked, without expecting an answer: he knew he had.
- Sure, and the owner´s daughter is your exec
secretary now...
-
Oh, yeah...When I come here, they treat me as if I were "the Last
Emperor"...
-
Uncle Cliff - the young man said, after some laughs - I wanted to talk with you
about my mother...
-
About Pamela?
-
No. Kristin Shepard.
Cliff
looked serious and began to speak in a transcendental way...
-
Good, I see they told you...finally. Yes, I tried to save her from
drowning...but just couldn´t. - Suddenly, he realized he had been exaggerating
- I mean when I...came to Southfork, she was already dead.
-
That´s what my parents explained to me but, was it an accident? What happened
to her?
-
Dear Christopher: I´m glad you make me that question. Your mother falled down
the balcony by accident, so to say. Although the coronary said she had taken
some substances and it was considered a suicide...she lost control. But I
always thought it was damned J.R. who pushed her, to get even on her for the
shooting...
-
So what I found on the net was true...they were lovers and, when he walked on her,
Kristin tried to kill him.
-
Sometimes, truth is harder to take than fiction, dear Chris.
- What about Lisa Alden? - he added.
- Obviously you´ve got qualities for
a good detective... - Cliff had a shot at his drink - Lisa was your natural
father´s sister, Jeff Farraday. A good girl, though she was not centered and
your uncle J.R. just messed it all up and get things red heat...There´s a story
being told at Southfork that says that, when Bobby found it out, he threw
himself over J.R. and tried...Well, we´ll let that for next time...
Cliff noticed the frustration in his
nephew´s face:
- But remember, my boy, that nobody
in the world could ever have loved you more than those you call mama and
daddy...
Chris
thanked him for the chat and the waiter brought the dinner´s first dishes...
-
Cally! Wake up...come on!... - it was Bill, warning her about something
unexpected that had happened. Cally opened her eyes and saw her friend´s
face...
-
James! - Cally cried, as she opened the car´s door and rushed out of it...
The
woman wearing a big black hat was using her binoculars to follow the frightened
bride...and, when she saw what she came to see, she got on her second-hand
sports car and drove away...
(Fade out)
At the Velodrome Infirmery, James
was receiving first aids: he only had a wrist twist, due to a rough turn on the
last curve. The car was useless, however. James had been able to jump out
before the engine exploded...
-
See I really am a lucky guy? - James
said to his wife, who didn´t let his other hand go.
-
Yes, but you almost can´t explain it. Besides, you´re left-handed and your
damaged hand is the left one... - she added, as a loving reproach.
-
I don´t understand how the engine could explode that way if the crash was such a
little thing - Bill had accompanied them there. - I´ll examine the remains of
the body...By the way, James, you really are a lucky guy and you passed me a
little of luck to me: before the race, I met a blue-eyed beauty who was
continuously making questions about you...
Cally
and James looked at each other, with a bit of concern in their eyes.
-
Did she tell you her name? - James asked.
-
If I understood well, her name was something like...yeah, Sheree, right...or
maybe Shelly...She must be a society columnist...
One
second later, the couple remembered that was the name her family used to call
the late Michelle...Shelly.
Cally
caressed his fiancé´s bandaged hand as she thanked Bill for his attentions.
Afton
drove on for hours, until she was so tired that she had to stop. Her throat was
aching enormously and she was getting dizzier and dizzier. Then she picked up
her cell phone and dialed a number with the code for Biloxi, Mississippi: it
was her mother´s, Arliss.
-
Mama, it´s me. I just felt like talking to you...
That
evening, at Southfork, Pam and Bobby were having dinner, with a romantic
atmosphere and nothing breaking the silence of the night, apart from the usual
night animals of the surroundings.
-
So, you and me together and alone, again... - Bobby served her a glass of
champagne.
The couple kissed with equal doses
of tenderness, lust and complicity.
-
It seems we got to pass by the Kristin page...what do you think?
-
No doubt. Our son already knows where he comes from, he only has to decide
where to go to from now on. Patricia´s inheritance will be great for him...
-
What such a generous woman...Knowing all these years that her daughter had had
a son and refusing to see him for his own good, for not threatening his
happiness.
-
And how generous from her to leave exactly the same share of Union Oil stock to
both of them. Chris says he wants to sell them out and donate half to charity.
John Ross only thinks about oil, like his daddy, and he´s already bought his
first oil field...
-
By the way, Clayton will return for the weekend with a guest. I wish James and
Gary could make up before the wedding...
-
I wish James and you could make up at once... - Valene was saying at that very
moment, at next house.
-
No way - he answered, as he got into the bed, wearing only the pajamas pants. -
James is a drifter and has been using us to get a position in Dallas. When he
first came here about ten years ago, he didn´t even have a profession and had
been expulsed from a few colleges...
-
Sometimes I think that, somehow, he reminds you to yourself a little bit, the
way you were many years ago...- Valene hinted, as was being afraid of having
gone too far in her wanderings. - For what I know, James has always felt an
outsider in his own family: being so different from the Ewings of Texas and
losing his daddy led him to booze and get out of control...
Meanwhile,
Bobby offered his wife his own version of it, though not very different:
- I think Gary adopted James as his
son emotionally because they had a lot of things in common, at least in the
past. Now, James has chose his closest family: his brother.
- James has chosen what´s best for
him: his brother´s money - Gary
assured, as was holding his wife Valene - and I already got three swell kids.
Think your theory doesn´t stand at all. All these years, James associated with
his daddy´s enemy, Cliff, became a suspect of shooting him, he almost married
his daddy´s lover, Mandy, and now he´s gonna marry J.R.´s second wife. Can´t
deny it´s an impressing cv...
- Gary, the Ewing Group has taken
benefit of his work over these years, he´s doing a great job for enviroment and
he´s trying real hard to build up a family...
- Why is that? After all he´s got
J.R.´s blood in his veins...
- Maybe Michelle´s death affected
him - Bobby said - and family comes first for him now...Something he never had.
Gary has no reasons to be angry about...
-
I´m the one who should be angry...You´re going off on a tangent... - Pamela
said as she unbuttoned her blouse...
-
I´ll try hard to find the right direction... - he answered as he proceeded to
undress her very slowly...
The next morning, Lucy and Valene went out shopping to
Dallas downtown, and made an appointment with Pamela for lunch. During their
walk around the fanciest boutiques of downtown, Valene tried to prove her
daughter how important their comeback was to Gary and to her...All of sudden,
she changed of subject...
- What´s Clayton Farlow like? He´s gonna return to
Southfork this week and I hardly know him. When we moved in here, five years
ago, he had left to San Angelo with his son and his daughter-in-law - Valene
meant Steven, also known as Dusty, and his wife Carrie, Barbara Baxter´s
daughter.
- He´s a great man. Sweet, understanding, and he´s got
an iron patience. J.R. used to drive him wild but he never was afraid of J.R.
Grandma was very lucky to find two extraordinary men like Clayton and
Grandpa... - Lucy stopped by a display window - I love that gown, I think I´m
gonna wear that at Cally´s wedding...Besides, Clayton was the most faithful
person who ever lived in Southfork, as a husband, as a grandfather and as a
friend.
- What about you Lucy? What are you gonna do with your
life, now that you sold out your share of Cally´s Art Galleries?
- My baby is my life, mother. I could kill to defend
him. - she assured as she pushed the boutique´s door...
A couple of blocks further, Pamela got out of the
fancy car that had brought her to downtown, driven by her personal chauffeur.
Since she got desfigured due to a huge car crash, Pamela had not dared to drive
again. Now she had no scar visible on her face any more, but she did have
psychological scars. Not even a therapy had helped her to overcome that.
She went into the shopping mall and got onto the
escalators, without noticing a man following her, a man a little younger than
she was. He was wearing sun glasses and a haute couture executive suit.
Suddenly, Pam stopped in front of a mirror displayed
at the window of an antiques shop, and fixed her make-up smoothly. Afterwards,
she put her hand in her purse...
- Pammy...! - the man cried out not too loudly.
- Cousin Jimmy! - she turned to him and smiled
happily: her suspicions had been confirmed. That man she had seen when she got
out of the car was cousin Jimmy, the one she hadn´t seen for years. And the one
everybody called Mr. Monahan now...
- Can you call me Will, little cousin? - he said, as
he embraced Pam.
(Fade out)
Pamela
and Will were sitting at one of the outside tables in a nearby restaurant.
-
I´m so sorry about what happened with Cliff... - Pam apologized.
-
So do I. I don´t know why, but I thought he´d have changed over the years. He´s
exactly the same he was when he was ten: grumpy and suspicious.
-
If you knew all that he went through, you´d understand him...
-
Maybe, but we all have had our problems, look at my mama, Digger or yourself...
-
I´d love you to explain me how you´ve become a big financial executive...but I´ve
got a date for lunch and I cannot miss that. Lucy and her mother, remember Lucy, don´t you?
Will
widely smiled and Pam noticed the expression:
-
Because you don´t wanna join us, do you? - Pamela proposed subtly, just to
check if his cousin still was a shy guy with women, in spite of his position.
-
No, I can´t today. - Will looked at his watch - but I wouldn´t mind coming to
one of those barbecues you hold at Southfork...
-
It´s your lucky day: next month we´ll hold one, and you´re one of the guests.
You have no excuse...
Pam
said goodbye to his cousin and he got up to embrace her. Then, he looked on her
and saw her meeting two attractive blondes;
one, the youngest, alluring and proud, took a look at him from the
distance...
Becky
was looking at his daddy´s portrait on his desk. At last, he came in...
-
Hello baby, what a nice surprise...- exclaimed - Come on here... - Cliff opened
up his arms and kissed his daughter tenderly - Will you tell me what´s wrong?
- Why do you think something´s wrong? - Becky asked,
unaware that her eyes revealed she had been crying. Cliff smiled and sat by her
daughter.
- I need you to do me a favor, honey.
-
Course. What is it?
-
Your mama. She´s been very depressed lately. I don´t why but she doesn´t feel
she´s being a good mother...especially, since she found out you are no innocent
child any more.-Besides of her business skills, the best of Cliff came up when
he was with his family: he was an excellent father and husband.
Becky
started to cry, silently. She knew that her parents had to tell her something
important for a long time. Her flirting with Joe had just been a way to call
their attention and annoy them...She only wanted everything to be the way it
used to be, like when they came back from Paris and Afton confessed her that
Cliff was her real daddy. Since that day on, life had been perfect, at least to
her. But, what was wrong about her mother?
-
We´re gonna do something special: not gonna go to work and you´re not gonna go
to school. We´re gonna go for your mother at the studio and will go on a picnic
the three of us. What da ya think?
-
You´re such a tricker, daddy...- Becky started to laugh and Cliff looked up for
his cell phone to call Afton.
That
evening, the Ewings had gathered for dinner at the house: Bobby, Pam, Gary,
Valene, Christopher and Lucy. Suddenly, when they proceeded to go into the
dining-room, a claxon could be heard from outside: it was Clayton Farlow´s
limo. His return had been brought three days forward. They all went out to
welcome him. The driver got out of the car, opened the other door and,
unexpectedly, two thin legs in black stockings came up...complete with high
heel shoes, black too. From the other door, came out the old patriarch,
Clayton.
The
woman was in her fifties, though she looked a little younger. Dressed in a
jacket suit with a not too long skirt, her hair was gathered down in an elegant
horsetail. The woman said hello to the family:
-
You must be those adorable Ewings...I am Madeleine. I was just dying to know
you...
Clayton
came close to her and threw his right arm around her shoulders.
-
Let me introduce you my wife, though I think she´s introduced herself yet...
Bobby,
Pam, Gary, Valene and Christopher twinkled. Lucy just raised an eyebrow.
At
the Ewing Building, Sue Ellen was arguing with John Ross on the phone...
-
But, darling, remember our deal: therapy with Dr. Wyler wasn´t negotiable. If
we went with this, you had to make your part of the deal. Yes, I know class
steal most of your time away but that is no excuse...
At
that moment, James came into the office, after being listening to the talk from
outside...
Sue
Ellen decided to postpone that argument when she saw him:
-
I´ll call you later, honey. - after this, she hung off, as she felt embarrased
by James´ appearance. - Next time, knock on the door before coming in, all
right?
-
Next time, just close your door. You could hear every word from my office. Sue
Ellen stared at him, as he was putting the Ewing 1 contract on her table. -
Read it when you can. The deal must be closed as soon as we can. Unless you
wanna change your mind and close down the company...
-
Why should I do that? - she said.
-
For what I could hear, it seemed to that this new Ewing Oil is kinda toy for my
brother, in exchange of his good behaviour and not doing any more naughty
things...
-
John Ross must go on with his therapy though he doesn´t really have to...look
for the wrong help. He´ll always have that weakness if he doesn´t assume
it...and acts consequently. - The woman sat down as James turned to her.
-
Why should he follow a therapy? You don´t go to the A.A. meetings, do you?
Sue
Ellen got up to James´ eyes. Afterwards, she slapped his face.
-
Never say anything like that to me again, you bastard - Sue Ellen swallowed
hard as she was walking to the door - Only the way I hated your father allowed
me to quit drinking. I want my son to have a much better life than mine...or
yours.
James
walked out of her office and into his own. When nobody could see him, he put
his hand in his hand: Michelle had been the only woman who had ever slapped him
in all his life...until now. But Sue Ellen had hurt his feelings and
self-esteem too...
In
one the apartments the Ewing put at their most privileged employés´
disposition, Alan Beam was serving himself a drink and lighting his favorite
pipe...as he re-read the "Dallas
Press". A headline had
called his attention: "Imminent dissolution of Ewing Group. Who´s to take
the biggest piece of cake?" And below: "Ewing Oil reborn out of
ashes."
-
Not if I can help that. I´m not gonna let you do without a legacy, my son.
Though your mother or your uncles try to, we´re gonna get what belongs to us by
law: the Ewing fortune.
Alan
turned down and picked up a portrait he had put on his bedtable: it was Peter,
Lucy´s healthy little son...
Teresa
had added two more settings at the table: Clayton and Madeleine had become the
talk of the evening. She talked unrelentlessly: they had married one week
before and only had been dating for one month. Clayton was admiring her
silently, which was obvious to Bobby and Gary. The women put more attention in
her style and elegance, in her confident way if talking and her caring gestures
to Clayton.
After
dinner, they had a drink. Bobby reported Clayton about the wedding to be held
next week at the mansion´s garden. Gary looked angry and Val held his arm,
trying to avoid discussions.
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A wedding at the garden? For God´s
sake, how can you organize a wedding at the garden when you have such an
amazing mansion as this is? If it seems to belong to one of those marvelous
80´s supersoaps..Please let me do it and you´ll see that wedding becoming the
season´s event in the State of Texas...I can see the headlines now: "Texan
Dynasty holds a royal wedding..."
Bobby,
Pam, Gary, Valene and Christopher twinkled. Lucy just raised an eyebrow. Again.
While
this was happening at Southfork, Cliff Barnes and his daughter Becky were
arriving at the Wentworth manor in Antioch Drive, Dallas. When they saw Afton´s
car, they realized she had come back from wherever she had been, since she
hadn´t come up at the Studio to shoot the programme...
Cliff
and Becky came into the house and began to call her out loudly, quietly first,
then nervously. The maid had had the night off...
When
he walked out to the patio, Cliff saw a dark spot in the pool...He got close
and called her wife´s name again. Shockingly, Cliff identified Afton´s face and
jumped into the pool, as Becky did. Both of them tried hard to take her body
out of the water and put her on the floor.
Then, Becky proceeded to apply the artificial breathing on her, but
Afton began to spit red-colored water out...
Cliff
held on her tightly, as he tried to revive her...
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Oh please, Afton, wake up... - he desperately begged - Wake up my love...
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