Dallas1978

J.R. Ewing:
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 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!

[Door slams]