EPISODE 20
"Starting Over"
Ewing Oil
“Jessica, come in here for a minute.”
Opening the door, “Yes sir?”
“I want you to pull all the information out of the file on JRE Enterprises and get a hold of Steven Tyler for me.” Several minutes later, Jessica returned with a thick file of papers. She handed them to JR, and picked up the phone dialing the number she had retrieved.
“Steven Tyler, please. JR Ewing.” JR flipped through the file until he found the information he was looking for. “JR, Mr. Tyler is on the line,” she said handing him the phone.
“JR Ewing here.”
“How are you, JR?”
“Good I guess. Listen, the reason I'm calling you. You remember a little job you did for me a few years back; well I need you to figure out what's still available in that area. I'm in a little bit of a hurry, so I need this information yesterday.”
“I'll get right on it, JR. I'll have an answer for you say around 2:00p.m. this afternoon.”
“That'd be great. Talk to you then,” JR said hanging up the phone, letting out a small evil laugh. “Checkmate, Ms. Benson.”
Pamela's house
Sue Ellen ran quickly up the steps to Pam's front door, avoiding the rain that had just begun to fall. “What am I doing,” she thought? “She probably won't even see me.” She took another deep breath and rang the doorbell. A few minutes later, Pam appeared at the door, talking on the phone. She looked suspiciously at Sue Ellen, but motioned her inside anyway.
“Yes Brett, I had a wonderful time too,” Pam laughed into the phone. “I'd like that very much. How about Friday night,” she asked motioning Sue Ellen to have a seat? “Great. I'll see you then. What? Oh yes,” she said, blushing, “I'll try. Goodbye.” Pam hung up the phone and turned her attention to Sue Ellen.
“New suitor,” Sue Ellen smiled nervously, trying to lighten the feeling of thick tension she felt saturating the room.
“I suppose so,” Pam said coldly.
“What about Bobby,” Sue Ellen asked?
“Sue Ellen, why are you here,” Pam asked becoming angry? “The last time we spoke, I thought we made it abundantly clear which sides of this feud we were on.”
“Pam, I came here to clear the air and mend fences. We used to be really close, and I miss that. I missed it all those years you were gone and I still miss it now. I just came to say I'm sorry for the things I did and said to you and Afton and Cliff. Looking back at everything, I wonder how I let myself do those things,” Sue Ellen said as tears filled her eyes. “I wonder who in the world that person was,” her voice trailing off.
“Sue Ellen,” Pam said compassionately, “I've been thinking a lot about it too, and maybe if I'd been in your shoes, I would've acted the same way. I think I can understand how you felt, how you feel about losing John Ross,” she said fighting back her own tears. “I loved him too, but he wasn't my son. If he had been, I would've have been just as angry as you. Probably angrier,” she smiled slightly, taking Sue Ellen's hand.
“Pam, you have to know that I never really believed that Christopher killed John Ross. I was just so angry and hurt and confused. Then he ran away and I didn't know what to think, but I still, deep down in my heart, believed in his innocence. After all, he is my nephew. I guess in reality, he's the only family I have left.”
The two ladies hugged in silence, both trying to gain control of their emotions, for several minutes. Finally Pam pulled out of their hug and said, “Why don't I make us some coffee and we can really talk?”
Sue Ellen smiled and nodded, following Pam into the kitchen.
Southfork Ranch
“So how do you feel now?” Lucy asked
“Better I think, kinda relieved but with every solution comes new problems.” Chris said.
“He'll come around in time Chris, it's just, well, it's a big thing for him to come to terms with. I mean you are his only son.”
Chris nodded “Well he better make it sooner rather than later. I know his reaction came out of shock and stuff, but he's gonna have to take some of the things he said back pretty soon. I may be gay but I am not gonna let anyone speak to me that way more than once. Even if that person is my dad.”
Lucy squeezed Chris's arm and they continued to walk across the grazing land far from the ranch.
“Well you can't avoid each other forever. Eventually we will have to meet at the ranch rather than in the city or miles out of the way.”
“I know, but would you really want to bump into JR if you were in my position? God I dread even imagining what he has to say on the situation.”
They both laughed at the thought of it.
“So enough about this, there is more goin' on than just my coming out. How is married life with Dean?
“Perfect, just perfect. He's everything I've been looking for, loyal, sexy, funny intelligent. I think I've finally found my Mr. Right.
“At last, Halleluiah! Dallas was running out of men!”
“Christopher! If I didn't know better I would swear you were jealous.” Lucy laughed.
For a moment they both were aware of the change in their relationship and Chris felt slightly awkward, having people know his secret was going to take a bit of getting use to.
“So everything is prefect for you then? Well that's great Luce”
“Well not quite perfect.” Lucy said gently pressing her hand over her belly.
Chris looked quizzically at Lucy.
“We want a family, but so far we haven't had much luck.”
“I see, well how long have you been trying?”
“Not long really I guess, but I just have a feeling. While I was away living Europe, I met somebody else and well to make a long story short, I thought that he was the one so I stopped using contraception but nothing ever happened. Lucky for me cause he turned out to be a rat, too. I put it out of mind but now, well, I'm wondering if there is a reason.”
“What does Dean think?”
“I haven't told him yet.”
“So where is he today?”
“He's actually gone into Dallas. I bumped into Charlie the other day while I was visiting Donna and she mentioned that she's opening up a club in town. Dean has been looking for something to do, so they're meeting up today. She's looking for a manger so who knows, they might be able to work something out.
“That's cool, I have to try and meet up with Charlie myself. It's been a long time since we spoke. By the way, has there been any word yet from Ray?
Lucy nodded her head negatively in reply.
“Well, my advice would be to go and see your doctor. You might be worrying about nothing.” Chris's cell phone rang interrupting him; he clicked it on and spoke.
“Hello?”
“Hey, how's it going?” Chris said.
He smiled at Lucy and mimed the word Ian to her.
“That's great…yes for sure… me too….so I will see you soon….cool.”
Chris disconnected the call and then looked at Lucy. “Well it looks like people are gonna have to get use to this sooner rather than later after all. That was Ian. He's flying into Dallas the day after tomorrow.
A Cemetery, somewhere outside Arkansas
“This is so sad,” Ellie said. “It looks like she had no one in the world and yet at one point she was someone's daughter and someone's wife,” she continued, placing the flowers she'd brought onto the grave. “At least these will bring a little color, and cheerfulness,” she said.
They stared in silence at the grave for a few minutes, each lost in their own thoughts. Mavis finally broke the silence. “Where do we go to now,” she asked?
Ellie thought for a moment “To the home where she lived for so long, I want to see if I can find anything out about her life,” she replied.
“What good will that do,” Mavis asked?
“I don't know,” Ellie replied. “I just suddenly have a need to know.”
Linz Brothers Jewelers
Katherine stepped into the store and walked over to the counter.
“Hi, I dropped off a watch for repair last week, now I seem to have lost the receipt but I have ID etc so I was wondering if I was able to pick it up?” Katherine said.
As she waited for the clerk to return, she thought about her plans. The watch was her mothers and once she had repaired, she was planning on taking it to Pamela. It was time she faced her sister and she thought this gesture might help to indicate her intentions.
“Miss Wentworth.”
“Yes.”
“It seems we have a problem, the item you have described has actually already been collected yesterday afternoon.”
“Well that's impossible. Nobody else knew about it.”
Katherine wasn't sure what to say. “I don't know, I was sure that it wasn't in the house I'm um, well.”
Katherine let her voice trail off as she became emerged into a state of confusion. The clerk looked at Katherine as she slowly walked away and out of the store. Katherine stood outside breathing in the fresh air. Something wasn't right here, ever since the attack, Katherine shuddered. This wasn't the first time something like this had happened. It wasn't the first time she'd gone to do something only to find she'd already done it without any recollection of having done so. She also seemed to be losing time. Quite honestly she couldn't remember what she'd done before 11.30am this morning.
She was pretty sure that she had woken up early and there were dishes for what had obviously been a shared breakfast, but she had no recollection of seeing Becky this morning or anything. Katherine knew she should go and see her doctor or mention this to her therapist; it must be the tablets she was on. Maybe they were too strong a dose. But what if that was the case; she couldn't risk coming off them and then returning to her previous state of mind. Suddenly the clerk came out of the store and called her name.
“Miss Wentworth. Great you are still here. I just remembered that we always get the person who collects an item to sign a collection slip. So I checked and your watch was collected by a Rebecca Wentworth.”
Katherine looked at the man in disbelief and then took the slip from his hand and stared at the signature in shock at what she saw.
Lutheran High School of Dallas
Margaret slammed on her brakes and swerved into the parking spot. As if high school wasn't bad enough in Washington. At least there she had been the archetypal blonde cheerleader type but now… “God, starting a new school in the final year was going to be hell,” she thought as she looked at her reflection in the mirror and applied some more dark lip liner.
She knew this was going to be a bumpy ride. With her newly darkened hair and general appearance, she really wasn't your typical Texas teen temptress. That was for sure. As Margaret got out the car and began to walk across the parking lot, she could see a group of girls standing in a group chatting and giggling. As Margaret approached, they became silent. She tried to walk by them but as soon as she had gotten past them a voice called out, “Hello.”
Margaret turned around and faced a blonde girl who had stepped forward from the group.
“In this part of the country it is considered bad manners not to say hello and introduce yourself when you arrive somewhere new.”
The other girls laughed in the background as the blonde girl stood with her hand on her hip cockily.
“I guess I will have to show you the right etiquette,” she said in her slow southern drawl. “Hi, I'm Leanne, how are you?”
Margaret stared at Leanne who stood with her hand out for a moment, before she finally spoke.
“In the part of the country where I come from it is considered bad fashion to have eighties hair and a bad boob job, but hey there you go, live and let live. Hi, my name is Margaret and I am just fine.”
A couple of the girls stifled sniggers as Margaret turned her back on a speechless Leanne and began to walk away.
“You have just made a big mistake, honey. Take my word for it.” Leanne shouted after her.
“Whatever,” Margaret replied sarcastically as she walked away without a backwards glance.
Leanne turned back to her friends in fury. “That bitch is gonna get it. I'm gonna make sure of that. Nobody makes Leanne Randolph look like a fool.” She looked at the other girls for reassurance. “And these tits were done by the best surgeon in the country,” she spat as she grabbed her bag and walked away with the other girls following closely in a pack behind her.
