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: Well, hello Clayton. Come to take mama out? Clayton Farlow
: Yes, we're going out to dinner. Sue Ellen Shepard Ewing
: She'll be down in a minute. Oh, excuse me. Clayton Farlow, Roy Ralston. Roy Ralston
: How do you do? Clayton Farlow
: Oh yeah, you're the fellow that has the talk show J.R.'s been on. Roy Ralston
: Yes I do. I'm sure you share my enthusiasm for J.R.'s appearances on my show. Clayton Farlow
: Not really. Roy Ralston
: Well, J.R.'s becoming the champion of the underdog. "I have a feeling he'll be leaving for Washington right after the next election. Clayton Farlow
: Well, Dallas's gain'll be Washington's loss! Eleanor Southworth Ewing Farlow #1
: Clayton, I'm so sorry I kept you waiting. JR Ewing
: No more than we are, mama.
[Miss Ellie just found out the Justice Department is gunning for the Ewings, causing her to break down in tears
] Clayton Farlow
: J.R.! You're POISON!
[starts beating him up
] Clayton Farlow
: You keep stinking up our lives! And it NEVER ENDS!
[continues punching him
: There's gonna be hell to pay.
: [to J.R
] Look, you refugee from from a stud farm, don't push your luck!
: [to Bobby
] I don't why she would have any problem with your family. Outside of JR, everyone is pretty normal.
: Of course, you didn't know. How could you have known? You were too busy rollin' around in bed with that saddle-tramp. Or maybe it was gettin' stinkin' drunk at some motel. Clayton Farlow
: J.R., stop it! J.R. Ewing
: You're never around when anybody needs you. John Ross almost died; Bobby did die. All you ever think about is yourself. Sue Ellen Ewing
: That isn't true. J.R. Ewing
: Get out of here, Sue Ellen. Go back to your cowboy, go back to your bottle. I don't care where you go, just *get out of my sight!*
: How could you leave that little ninny alone in the house? If she's still at Southfork when I get back there, I'm gonna have her barbecued. Miss Ellie Ewing Farlow
: You moved out of Southfork, J.R. Lucy moved in. J.R. Ewing
: Where were you when she was handing my son over to Sue Ellen? Miss Ellie Ewing Farlow
: I was flying back here to see you to make sure you were all right. I even worried about you. I shouldn't have. J.R. Ewing
: Hmm. Now that female assassin's got my son. Clayton Farlow
: He's better off with her than hidden way some school. J.R. Ewing
: You butt out of this, Clayton. We're talking family here. Miss Ellie Ewing Farlow
: J.R., you keep a civil tongue in your head. Clayton is family. J.R. Ewing
: No matter what you say, mama, he's never going to be a family to me. Clayton Farlow
: J.R., wounds are no. I'll kick your butt around this room. J.R. Ewing
: Oh, that's great, yeah. Attack me when I can't defend myself. That figures. Yeah, ha, ha. Miss Ellie Ewing Farlow
: Well, obviously, J.R., you're not suffering from any serious effect from the shooting. And there's no other reason for us to stay here.
[Miss Ellie and Clayton are leaving
] J.R. Ewing
: Doesn't anybody care that I was almost killed? I was almost killed!