JR sat reading the Dallas Press Newspaper. He was in his wheelchair whenever he heard a car pull in. He turned to see Sue Ellen exit the car. "What are you doing here?" shouted JR from his spot by the pool. "Come to finish me off?"
"No," said Sue Ellen. "Where's Kristen?"
"How the hell am I supposed to know!" shouted JR as he sat the newspaper down on the table and rolled over to Sue Ellen. "What I want to know is why you are here?"
"I must find Kristen!" shouted Sue Ellen.
"Well," said a voice coming from JR's left. "If it isn't my murderous sister."
"Kristen!" said Sue Ellen as she glared at Sue Ellen. "You selfish bitch!"
"Sue Ellen," Kristen said. "I thought that you were in jail."
"I was," said Sue Ellen.
"Sue Ellen," said JR. "If you don't get off my ranch in ten seconds, I'll shoot you just like you shot me, now get the hell off my ranch."
"YOU'RE RANCH!" shouted Jock as approached JR. "What do you mean, you're ranch."
"Daddy," explained JR. "She shot me!"
"Does it look like I give a damn!" stated Jock. "It's my ranch!"
"Dammit people!" yelled Sue Ellen. "I didn't shoot JR!"
"Well," said Kristen in her sly voice. "Then who did?"
"You should know better than anybody!" said Sue Ellen. She walked over to Kristen and said, "It was you!"
"Is that true?" JR asked as he rolled his wheelchair over to Kristen. She kept silent. "I'm called the police!" shouted Sue Ellen as she ran over to the telephone.
"NO!" said Kristen. "JR, how would you like it, Jock Ewing's grandson; Jail Baby!"
"What?" said Sue Ellen. "I'm not going back to jail just so you can't have a scandal, JR!"
"Kristen," said JR as he rolled back over to Kristen. "Fuck you!"
"I believe you already have," said Kristen. "And JR, I didn't shoot you."
"Then who the hell did?" asked JR.
"JR," said Jock. "It was me!"