And the Winner Is...

Cliff Barnes: You haven't given me an answer on that off-shore lease. I wanna know if I can count on you.

Pamela Barnes Ewing: You know, you're really something. You know Christopher's been sick, you don't even ask how he is?

Cliff Barnes: [gives the kid one glance] He looks all right to me. I mean, what's the big deal? The deadline for that auction is the day after *tomorrow*. I gotta get my bid in. I want you with me.

Pamela Barnes Ewing: I can't give you an answer right now.

Cliff Barnes: Pam, just because Mark's out of town doesn't mean that you can't make a decision. You know, I told you, I've got somebody who's willing to come in a third with me. You stalled me long enough. I don't know what the hell's wrong with you? Can't you make a decision on your own anymore?

Pamela Barnes Ewing: [annoyed] Yes, damn it, I can make a decision.

[doorbell rings]

Pamela Barnes Ewing: And if you need an answer right this moment, the answer is no!

Cliff Barnes: [as the servant girl opens the door for Bobby] Well, so much for the Barnes family sticking together! Is that your final answer?

Pamela Barnes Ewing: Absolutely.

Cliff Barnes: Pam, I want to tell you, you're lucky you inherited money, because you sure wouldn't know how to earn it.