Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- You said J.R. And Ray were back. - Well, they are...
...for justice. - Justice? What kind of justice?
I can imagine.
No, Jock.
Damn.
- At least we ain't gonna be freeloading. - What?
Think all of them are gone?
What'd you do for the talent contest, honey?
The doctor's stuck somewhere in the storm.
Hey, I'm with you.
...and you.
Junior and the cowboy were with Wanda and Mary Lou last night.
Tie him up.
- Hello? - J.R.? Am I glad to hear you.
Granddaddy...
- I've lived through hurricanes before. - You're also a city girl.
The boredom is almost as bad as the migraine.
We come looking for two of them.
I swear I'll shoot.
Now get out of here!
I appreciate it.
Relax. They'll be back soon. Besides, I made dinner plans for us.
- We don't have any. - Find some!
Take him in the living room. Right there.
- Allen, come with me. - I'll get my horse.
Sing what you sang then, only modern it up.
Oh, yeah.
You don't go away, now, you hear?
Then what have you come here for?
Right, honey?
We're done, Allen.
Southfork, Braddock, Texas.
Honey...
Not another word about it, Mr. Frick.
If I were you, Junior...
Because we need you in the other room, Junior.
Lover left his calling card.