Pamela Barnes Ewing: Hello, Jenna.
Jenna Wade: Hello, Pam.
Pamela Barnes Ewing: Is everything well?
Jenna Wade: It's great!
Pamela Barnes Ewing: And the boutique?
Jenna Wade: Well, I'm not sure. I'm spending most of my afternoons at the psychiatrist.
[sharply:]
Jenna Wade: But I'm sure you knew that.
Pamela Barnes Ewing: [nods] Yes, I did. I went through quite a bit of that myself a few years ago.
Jenna Wade: And you're all better now. Aren't you *lucky?*
[gives smile steeped in irony]
Pamela Barnes Ewing: Jenna, I know how difficult it's been for you since Bobby died.
Jenna Wade: [coldly] Do you?
Pamela Barnes Ewing: Yes, I do. It's been difficult for me too. But now I've gotten through the worst part of it. And I'm trying to go *on* with my life.
Jenna Wade: I fail to see what any of this has to do with me.
Pamela Barnes Ewing: Jenna, if I could be of any help to you... Even if you just want to talk, I'd be more than happy to listen.
Jenna Wade: [sharply] Why do you think that you can help me?
Pamela Barnes Ewing: Because of what we've both been through. Because of how we've both felt about Bobby.
Jenna Wade: We don't feel the same way. I loved him. You divorced him. And now you've got Mark Graison.
Pamela Barnes Ewing: Jenna, that's not fair!
Jenna Wade: What is fair? You had what I never did! That's why you could never understand how I feel. All Bobby ever wanted was to marry me.
[Pamela reins herself in]
Jenna Wade: The one thing in the world that he wanted the most... and I deprived him of it. All our lives we planned on being married, Pam... that will never happen. Now he's dead! We'll never be married.
[near hysterical:]
Jenna Wade: How do you expect me to... forgive myself for that?
[rushes past as Pamela gazes after her]
