Rebecca opens her door to find Tommy standing there. She's surprised, even though there's a peephole in the door. He backhands her and forces his way inside. "I was fine with the little cons I was pulling," he says. "Then you show up, wiggle your ass, tell me I'm gonna make millions off this Texas oil kid..." Rebecca doesn't seem smart enough to have masterminded this whole thing, but whatever. Tommy knocks her around, pushes her onto the bed. She gets away from him, grabs the gun out of her purse. She begs him to leave. Instead of backing off, he tries to grab the gun. Rebecca must be a lot stronger than she looks, because he has to put up quite a struggle. The gun goes off. Blood spatters those monkey toys. Who was shot? It's not quite the "Who shot J.R.?" cliffhanger of old, but it'll do for now.

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