Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah?
Who was I kidding?
- What? - A wife.
- J.R., what are you doing? - Something distasteful...
Yeah. Daddy calls them B's. Booze, broads and booty.
Soon as I start seeing her again, maybe I can help you out.
Well, I'm not sure I can even tell you how the whole thing happened...
John Ewing Jr. 's office.
...but I'll go into Dallas tomorrow and get my things.
Sure.
I'm just a legal counsel. I'm counsel for this committee.
...that we're thinking of making into a nursery.
I'll send a truck for the rest of this.
And that was that.
- Are you okay? - Sure, sure, sure.
...but it's about time you learned the art of subtlety.
I brought her to a couple barbecues.
- I can't wait to see it. - Yeah.
We'll always be brothers, J. R...
Just sign right here, sir.
In my former position, being an optimist was a virtue.
Well, when they don't want somebody, that somebody ain't got a chance.
That's what keeps the independent oil men independent.
Hi.
Is that...? I don't believe that car.
...but you and me, it was good. Real good.
- Anyway, I ain't so sure it's a bad thing. - You're not?
Why in the hell ain't they saying anything?
- A couple more minutes... - It's all right, Ray. Not your fault...
And he went back to register the claim and I stayed there and I drilled...
I'm sorry. L... I don't know what to say.
What am I now, a bowl of chili?
Where are you going? What is this?
...except that I said, "I love you. "
I don't know.
Bobby, you said it'd get better, and instead, it's getting worse.
I wasn't hired to be careless, so no one told me... Had to tell me about it.
Because the lack of it turns competitors into enemies, and enemies into fanatics.
Oh, you are mean, you know that?