Dallas

Clayton: Atticus left his entire estate to his son, Dusty. And, because he feels that Dusty can't manage his affairs, all votings rights went to Dusty's mother, Jessica. McKay: Jessica? Clayton: Mmm. McKay: No offense, Clayton, but that lady is nuts. I mean, she can't even tie her own shoelaces.

Jessica: I haven't done anything wrong. Detective Marshall: Then you deny having murdered Curley Morrison and Robert Hutch and Arlen and Atticus Ward? Jessica: Of course, I murdered them. But I had a good reason. Clayton: Jessie, there's never a good reason to murder. Jessica: Oh, Clayton, now you're being silly. Of course, there is.

J.R.: When are you gonna grow up and face reality? You live in my house, you live by my rules and you do what I tell you to. James: No, I won't. I'm out of here! I don't want your house or your rules. Now, find yourself another puppet, because this one just cut his strings.

J.R.: Well, from time to time, I'll come to you and ask for a little favor. A whisper or two in the right politician's ear, you know what I mean. And if you don't, none of your client's secrets are safe, nor are yours. Stephanie: Get out of my sight. J.R.: Remember, you belong to me. Stephanie: Maybe you think that you won this round, but I promise you, 'til the day you die, you will regret ever having tangled with me.

Bobby: Why don't we just figure out the best way of catching her? Clayton: The only way you're gonna catch Jessica is if I'm in standing in the middle of a parking lot with a "Come and Get Me" sign hung around my neck.

Stephanie: Well, let me tell you something, Mr. Chairman, your career is over. You don't stand a chance in Hell of becoming a sanitation engineer, let alone governor. Cliff: As I think of it, I would rather be a sanitation engineer than rely on you. I'm doing a great job at the O.R.C. The governor treats me like his first-born son. So, I don't really need you to help me become governor. Stephanie: Is that right? Well, let me warn you that this is not the last door that is going to be slammed in your face. (Stephanie slams door)

Serena: Am I dreaming or did you really ask your ex-wife to take John Ross away? J.R.: No, you're not dreaming. And she won't have him forever. Serena: But why are you doing this? J.R.: Because John Ross is too young to be exposed to the sight of blood. Serena: And whose blood are we talking about this time? J.R.: Cally's.