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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ray_Krebbs" data-source="post: 64802" data-attributes="member: 28">I found one of the first episodes. I will post in parts.Phyllis’ Maine Home Overlooking Cliffside - MorningAn older Miss Ellie carefully steps out of the backseat of the taxi van that brought her here and graciously pays the driver before approaching the quaint home. Miss Ellie pauses at the doorway and lifts her fist to the door, then proceeds to knock. Almost immediately, she hears footsteps grow closer, and another older woman opens the door partially before completely opening it.The expression on this new woman's face remains speechless as she opens the storm door. "Ellie?"Miss Ellie holds back her tears as she reaches over to embrace the woman who allows her to, though does not show the same warmth."Oh, my God, Phyllis..." Ellie mutters amid her stream of tears."Why... why, after all this time?" Phyllis asks, clearly not as pleased as Miss Ellie."I wanted to find you... I really don't know why I chose now, but I just had to find you, get my family back together," Ellie addresses.Phyllis pulls back and shakes her head negatively. "We aren't a family, Ellie. A family keeps in touch over fifty years..."Ellie feels a twinge in her brittle, aged, heart as she finds the sister whom she just found reject her."But... we're still sisters, Phyllis... We've both made mistakes. I know I surely have... I want to make amends and spend whatever time together we can," Ellie bemoans."Well, I think it's too late for that now, dear sister. I mean, so much has changed. I have my own family to look after, and you have yours with Jock-""Jock... died in 82....""I'm sorry; I didn't know," Phyllis answers.Ellie struggles to fight back tears thinking of her dearly departed first husband, but she contains herself well. "You said you have a family?""Yes... I do. I've got a boy and a girl, Ellie. Well, they aren't too little anymore," Phyllis says, finally lightening up. "Why - why don't you come in? I think... I don't want to hold this bitterness anymore-"Ellie embraces her sister happily. "And neither do I."The newly found sister allows Ellie inside her cozy, pseudo modern-styled home and escorts her into the quaint lounge.Phyllis grabs a photo album from the curio cabinet and sits down next to Ellie on the beige sofa. She opens the book and passes through the pages containing a wedding photo of a much younger Phyllis and her husband."Are you still married to...?" Ellie asks."Nolan? Well... I'm not really sure. We've been separated for almost a decade but haven't legally ended our marriage yet," Phyllis says.Ellie looks at the picture of a toddler boy and girl posed in a black-and-white picture. "If those are your children, they take after our mother did...""Yes, those are my little sweeties... Michael and Mandy," Phyllis answers happily."Are they married and have children?" Ellie asks curiously."Well... Michael's living with me now because he and his wife Jill are having troubles, and Mandy was married a very long time ago right after high school but got divorced within a year; and, sadly, I have no grandchildren...""I'm really sorry to hear that. Maybe things will change, but you do have a beautiful family, nonetheless," Ellie comforts.Phyllis smiles weakly and closes the book. "I'd have you meet Michael, but he's doing our grocery shopping right now... Would you like tea or anything?"Ellie stands up. "Tea would be lovely but as long as you let me make it-""I can't let you do that; it would make me look like a terrible host, Ellie!"Ellie chuckles mildly. "Oh... Just tell me where your kitchen is," Ellie demands."You really were the controlling one of us both, you know," Phyllis chimes wryly.Suddenly, the door unlocks, and Michael walks in with a couple bags of groceries. He looks over at Miss Ellie.“I didn’t know we were expecting a visitor,” Michael says to Phyllis.Phyllis stands up and eagerly rushes to Michael. “Michael, Michael, I’d never thought you’d get the opportunity to meet her, but this is my sister, your auntie, Ellie Ewing.”“Well, it’s Farlow now, but it’s really nice to meet you. You look just like your father. I can’t believe it,” Ellie says, happy to see him.Michael puts his bags of groceries on the kitchen counter and nervously hugs his aunt. “Well, this is a surprise, indeed!”Ewing Oil; Conference Room - DaySue Ellen, J.R. and Bobby sit adjacent to one another at the long table covering much of the conference room.The eldest brother - followed by the youngest - signs a series of documents before handing them to Anita Smithfield, who sits quietly at the other end of the table with the witnesses.Anita browses through the documents before setting her sapphire eyes on J.R. “It’ll take a matter of filing the papers accordingly, but you now own 300 shares of Ewing Oil,” she states.J.R. grins before turning to his brother and his ex-wife. “Looks like I’m finally back right in the game,” he chimes merrily.“Don’t get too excited just yet,” Sue Ellen begins. “Your shares are still small compared to mine and Bobby’s. Also, we’ll be keeping a close eye on all your activities, so know you’re being watched.”“Well, I don’t think you’ll have too much to worry about on my part,” J.R. assures.Bobby glances at Sue Ellen. “I guess we shall see, won’t we?”Anita puts the documents in her dark brown attaché briefcase and rises from her leather seat. “I’ll leave the three of you alone to discuss things, and I’ll get these papers filed right away,” she says before leaving the room with the pair of witnesses.Bobby watches his brother’s attorney leave; then, he gains eye contact with J.R. “All right. One thing to make clear: Sue Ellen and I make all the shots; every single decision you want to make, you must consult us first. And number two: every meeting you have concerning Ewing Oil business has to be approved by us first. If we see just one slip up, you’re out. No warning or anything,” Bobby addresses firmly.“Well, Bobby, don’t you think you’re being a little harsh?” J.R. asks innocently.“Sue Ellen and I aren’t stupid or blind. We both know that you aren’t the world’s most honest businessman. I know I’ve certainly made the mistake of letting you back in the past, and I wonder why I’m doing it now; but, this time we have full control where you act as our employee,” Bobby answers.“I suppose this goes with the old saying, ‘Be happy with what you’ve got,” so I’ll accept it,” J.R. says.“I can see right through your lies, J.R.,” Sue Ellen answers mildly. “Just remember; you answer to us. We are God, and you are man.”“I suppose that makes me Beelzebub,” J.R. says jokingly.“You are who you make yourself to be,” Bobby answers solemnly. “And that means you make your place here at Ewing Oil. So, if after so many years, or possibly months, we see that you listen to our every order, a possible promotion could be in order. As of now, you are just our financial advisor.”“I’m a what?” J.R. cringes.“We’re short a financial advisor to help people make investments in our stocks, as Ewing Oil is no longer independent,” Sue Ellen answers. “As well as that, you have other obligations and a few privileges.”“But I own a darned 300 shares, and I’m reduced to this menial work? I might as well be working out in the fields. There’s more effort to that!” J.R. bemoans.“Look,” Bobby begins, “all this complaining isn’t going to gain you any points with us. You’re this low now because of your stupid actions throughout your life. Anyways, when Daddy was still president of this company, you worked in the mail room. You know he wouldn’t just hand the position to you. So, you worked your way up the ladder and became president after him.”“All right, little brother, I’ll go along with your game for now, but mark my words: I will work my way back to the top, just as Daddy would have it!”Sue Ellen and Bobby glance at each other before standing up and heading for the door.“You have a meeting with a lovely couple who would like to invest in one of our subsidiaries at a quarter to nine. Don’t dilly-dawdle around,” Sue Ellen quips before leaving with Bobby.J.R. retains his disgusted look until both of them leave his site and begins to chuckle. Anita, then, appears and puts her arm around her long-time closet lover.“You almost had me convinced there,” Anita says. “But why on earth did you let them know that you’re going to do something?”“Well, let’s look at it this way,” J.R. starts. “They know I’m coming, but they’ll be looking in the complete opposite direction. No way would they think of you and me buying stock under aliases.”A Prison in Warsaw, Poland DuskJennifer Jantzen is permitted entrance into the visitor’s room by a pair of Polish prison guards and sits across from a dark-skinned man whose time in prison has left no bearing on his appearance. The man picks up the phone receiver on his side of the room, and Jennifer does the same.“Is my bail set?” the man asks.Jennifer glances uncomfortably on the guard whose eyes are set on her. “It’s... it’s going through the warden right now, so you should be out of here within an hour or less, Orlando,” she assures.An evil twinkle flares in Orlando’s dark eyes as he chuckles. “I’ve waited ten years to get out of here, and now I’m finally getting that chance,” he says in disbelief. “Does Bobby Ewing know you’re here in Poland?”“No!” Jennifer answers bluntly. “I told him I was on business in London. He doesn’t know a thing.”“Good. Good. Just the way it should be, right?” A wry grin appears on Orlando’s youthful-appearing face.“Orlando, are you absolutely sure nothing will happen to Bobby?” Jennifer asks in her soft tone.Orlando grins weakly and leans forward. “I can’t guarantee anything, Jennifer, but I will do my best,” he says assuredly.“How do I know you will keep your word? You sent your men after Cally Harper in-“Orlando motions for her to be quiet and quickly glances at the prison guards. “Quiet. These people hear everything! We can’t do anything rash, now, all right?”Jennifer takes a deep breath before sitting back in her seat. “I don’t feel comfortable about this. I really don’t....”“You’re in too deep, Jennifer. If you walk away now, you’re risking so much,” Orlando answers venomously.Jennifer begins to tremble in her seat and tries to put the receiver away.“I wouldn’t do that if I were you. Meet me at the hotel at nine sharp. After that we will plan our return to Dallas,” Orlando finishes before hanging up his receiver.His cold eyes stare at Jennifer, who tries to not look back as she leaves the prison.</blockquote>

Verification: Who played Sue Ellen in Dallas?