Dallas1978

J.R. Ewing:
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!*