Walker, Texas Ranger (1993–2001): Season 3, Episode 14 - Cowboy - full transcript
ALEX: I didn't say I
was gonna take the offer.
You didn't say
you weren't, either.
Yeah, I thought you said
you wanted to get the bad guys
as much as we do.
I do, but I've got a
future to think about.
Some future, Alex.
Defending the same
guys you were prosecuting.
I'm not the first person
that's ever considered
switching sides.
They offered me four times
what I make as an assistant DA.
If it was about money,
we'd all be doing
something else.
Yep.
I'm just gonna talk to them.
You know, maybe
it's good for my ego.
(ringing)
Oh, sorry.
(laughs)
Hello?
Yes.
Okay, I'll be right up.
Well, they're ready
to see me upstairs.
Thanks, guys.
I really appreciate
your moral support.
We'll walk you to the elevator.
Do you have any money?
Yes, I have money.
Then you...? You
don't mind buying?
The plane will be
waiting for you at 5:00.
You're at the Plaza tonight,
and the board meeting
is at 10 in the morning.
It sure was a hell
of a lot simpler
before I took the
company public.
I'm beginning to think
we're getting too big
for our own good.
All right, tear
them up, counselor.
Thanks.
They'd be stupid
not to take you.
I'll meet you back at C.D.'s
and let you know what happened.
MAN 1: Hold the car, please.
MAN 2: Excuse me, officer.
( ominous theme playing)
Walker, what?
That guy.
Which one?
The one in the maroon suit.
He looks familiar to me.
Maybe he's your long-lost
cousin or you owe him money.
What money?
You lost all of mine.
The chopper should get us there
with about five
minutes to spare,
then they'll take
you to the airport.
Helicopter. Good
way to beat traffic.
About the only way.
Larue, that's who that is. Who?
Victor Larue. He's
bad news, Trivette.
(elevator dings)
Sorry, nobody gets off.
Excuse me? Just step back.
What the hell is this?
Wrong attitude, Mr. Trask.
Nobody gets heroic.
( suspenseful theme playing)
He's got Alex.
( light rock action
theme playing)
♪ In the eyes of a Ranger ♪
♪ The unsuspecting stranger ♪
♪ Had better know the truth ♪
♪ Of wrong from right ♪
♪ 'Cause the eyes
Of the Ranger ♪
♪ Are upon you ♪
♪ Any wrong you
do He's gonna see ♪
♪ When you're in Texas ♪
♪ Look behind you ♪
♪ 'Cause that's where
The Ranger's gonna be ♪
Look, I don't know what
you think you're doing,
but my pilot is not
gonna fly you anywhere.
Really? Yeah.
(gunshots)
Mine will.
In the chopper.
Move it now. Let's go.
Come on.
Come on, get in there.
Get in.
Put it in lock. Come on.
Yeah, this is Trivette.
I'm on the top of
the Trask Building.
Alert all Air Traffic
Control to report sightings
of a blue and white
Bell Jet helicopter
heading south
from Ridgeland area.
This is Walker. Get a
chopper up here now.
All right. It's
off. Off the stud?
Yup.
All right, boys, let's go.
Careful.
All right, here we go.
Yeah, okay.
All right.
You all right up front? Yeah.
MOX: Stop.
Let's go, come on. Come on!
Let's go.
Well, if you're kidnapping him,
what do you want with us?
LARUE: Well, you're
bargaining chips, sweetheart.
I might need to
trade for a favor,
or, uh, heh, drop a dead
body on them now and then,
to prove I'm serious.
Oh, look, please,
I just got on the elevator.
I've got kids at home.
LARUE: Well, remember
that and do what you're told.
Let's go. She's clean. Let's go.
Get out, now.
TRASK: Please,
please, please, don't hurt us.
Let me call my
people. Let me go.
They'll give you anything.
LARUE: Call your people.
I promise, they
will. Yes, they will.
In our time and in our way.
Okay, he's clean, let's go.
Oh, very nice.
She's an assistant DA.
Well, this is really
getting interesting, isn't it?
Now, you don't have
any weapons hidden
in there, do you?
You tried to hurt me.
Yeah, she's clean. Let's go.
MOX: Move it, move it.
( fast, suspenseful
theme playing)
TRIVETTE (over radio): Walker?
Yeah, go ahead, Trivette.
You were right
about Victor Larue.
We got an FBI bulletin
on him a while back.
He was kicked
out of the military,
and they said he was too
ruthless in his missions.
Prone to overkill.
Right now, he's wanted
for a series of
high-dollar kidnappings.
Yeah, he killed them all.
What?
I remember his file.
Ransom or not, he
killed all the hostages.
That's right.
Okay, keep at it, Trivette.
There's nothing
here. Head south.
( tense theme playing)
(crossing bell ringing)
(train whistle blowing)
( suspenseful theme playing)
TRIVETTE: Walker, I got a
traffic copter over in Garland
that located Trask's helicopter.
It landed at an
abandoned warehouse
at Miller Road and Route 12.
I got units en route.
I'll meet you there.
( tense theme playing)
Did you get that? Let's go.
Keep a sharp eye.
All right, let's move it.
Come on, come on.
All right. Come on.
Let's go.
Come on out.
TRASK: This isn't right.
MOX: Come on.
TRASK: This isn't right.
This isn't right. Come on.
Shut the doors.
All right.
Is everybody comfortable?
What? What? What's
with all the long faces.
Look, this is... It's
really not complicated.
Mr. Trask Oil here is...
Is worth a lot of money, okay?
And we... We are
gonna get some of it.
Now, this might
take a little while.
My people will pay.
I guarantee it.
Excuse me.
I was talking. I had the floor.
( ominous theme playing)
That's good, because...
'Cause I'm gonna get
them on the phone right now
and see if your life
is worth $10 million.
Oh, dear God.
It's all right. They'll pay.
( stirring theme playing)
When you're finished with
this, talk to Mrs. Meeks' family.
Find out if she needs
any special medication.
Mm-hm.
This damn rain has
washed out all the tracks.
What if something goes wrong?
(panting): What if...?
What if they don't?
I mean, the police...
The police might force them
not to give into their demands.
I mean... It's
gonna be all right.
You've gotta hold
yourself together, Mr. Trask,
for all of our sakes.
Excuse me.
I don't mean to
cause any trouble,
but I really need to
use the rest room.
She can't get out.
All right. Don't be too long.
Don't lock the door.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(cell phone ringing)
Trivette. ALEX: Jimmy.
Alex. Alex, where are you?
I don't have much time.
Listen. We landed in Garland,
they blindfolded us,
and loaded us into a van.
We drove for about 20 minutes,
until we came to
some kind of bridge.
Then we traveled for
about ten minutes more
and we came to a train crossing.
Then we went onto a gravel road
and stopped at a gate
with some cattle guard.
I think we're in
some kind of estate.
(knocking on door)
Time's up.
Excuse me.
Let's go. Come on.
( pensive theme playing)
( fast, suspenseful
theme playing)
We're getting low on fuel.
TRIVETTE: There's a
bridge about six miles west
of that warehouse
off the service road.
I got it. There's a
bridge. Over here.
WALKER: Stay over
the service roads.
Veer west.
I said, veer west.
Walker, we're onto
them now. We'll get her.
What if they caught her
making that call, Trivette?
(train whistle blowing)
TRIVETTE: There's the rail line.
That could be where
she heard the whistle.
All right, now you're supposed
to get to some ranch land.
She said an estate.
There's an estate over there.
Don't get too close.
Land over there.
We'll check it out.
We should call for backup.
Make sure they approach
with caution, Trivette.
Would you care for some wine?
We have a nice
chardonnay here. It's, uh...
not too pretentious. (cork pops)
You know,
I've known a few
assistant DA's in my time,
but, uh, I don't recall
any looking quite like you.
Am I supposed to
be flattered by that?
Absolutely.
I've got very high
standards for my women.
(sighs)
So are you somebody's
woman, Alexandra?
I don't see a ring.
I'm not married.
Ah.
Maybe a boyfriend, then?
Hm?
Maybe more than one?
Let's see.
A successful woman
like you dates who?
I don't know, an airline pilot?
No? What about a pro athlete?
Ah, wrong again.
Uh, a politician?
Definitely not a
politician. (laughs)
Well, well,
and she has a
sense of humor too.
(sighs)
Seems to me you have
everything a man could ever want.
I'll bet the guys just
can't get enough of you.
Listen, I have
connections at city hall.
If you let us go, I could...
Don't waste your time.
I don't even
wanna talk about it.
I can negotiate a deal for you,
for when you're caught.
(laughs maniacally)
You... You just
don't give up, do you?
The men I was with back
there are Texas Rangers,
and they don't give up, either.
Yeah, backwater cops
in... In cowboy costumes.
Oh, I'm shaking already.
Look at that. Uh-oh.
Oh, no.
Well, then maybe you
should think about this.
A man is dead,
and Texas is a
capital-punishment state.
Now, any effort that you
make to do the right thing
will be taken into
consideration by the judge.
Well, that's, um,
assuming that I'm caught.
You will be.
But I can help you.
And that's assuming
that you are still alive.
( disappointing theme playing)
( tense theme playing)
(grunts)
(grunts)
(sirens wailing)
I said "with caution."
It's im... It's impossible.
How could they find us
already? There's no way.
LARUE: Those two?
We gotta get out of here.
Mox, Boyer,
pack it in, let's go.
Move it. Right now.
Get up now. Come on.
(grunting)
Please, let me talk to
them. Get in the van.
I'll get them to back
off. Shut up. In the van.
(grunting)
(tires screeching)
Needless to say I
appreciate the help.
No problem.
(grunting)
Damn it.
I'm gonna borrow
your wheels. Sure.
You got two over
the hill over there.
All right, we'll book them.
( fast, suspenseful
theme playing)
(tires screeching)
TRIVETTE: Which
way, left or right?
Which way, left or right?
Left.
Walker. (tires screeching)
( tense theme playing)
LARUE: I don't believe this.
This operation was
planned down to the minute,
and now I'm running
from Texas Rangers!
How did they know where we were?
There's no way.
They couldn't have.
Maybe it's the van.
We should burn it.
The van, burn the van.
What a great idea, Mox.
What do you think about
that? BOYER: It couldn't be.
How could they get to
it? It couldn't happen.
What are you doing?
I just need a minute.
For what? Are you
out of your mind?
Maybe... Don't let
them get riled up.
Maybe there's
something we can do.
Maybe there's a way out of here.
I don't consider a
body bag a way out.
And that's where I'll wind up
if you don't do what they say.
I know what men
like these are like.
I've prosecuted dozens of them.
They don't care if
they hurt other people.
The don't care if
you cooperate or not.
Either way,
they're gonna kill
you if they want to.
MEEKS: She's right.
We've all known that
since the beginning.
No, I'm ordering
you to stay here.
Mr. Trask, believe it or not,
I don't work for you,
and I'm not gonna sit
here and wait to die.
I'm gonna do something.
( tense theme playing)
LARUE: Don't push me.
Go for it.
Good luck.
She'll be sorry.
You just wait and see.
She'll be sorry.
LARUE: You... You just
don't give up, do you?
(dialing)
( urgent theme playing)
(sighs)
We should've gone left.
But I'd have gone right too.
(cell phone rings)
Jimmy.
Jimmy, we're at... Trace me.
It's her.
Alex?
(gasps)
They got her.
Maisy, I need a priority trace
to a cellular call to my number
from ADA Cahill's
private number.
Yes, yes, we're
locked on right now.
(panting) What
are you doing here?
ALEX: I just needed
a moment alone.
You needed a moment alone?
To pray.
You know.
I just wanted to pray. You
can't hold that against me.
Tell her to hurry.
Come on, Maisy.
Well... I've got some good news.
Your prayers have been answered.
Don't touch me.
Right, they're onto her phone.
ALEX: Don't touch me.
(grunting)
(gasping, then grunting)
( Alex grunting, screaming)
(screams)
( panting, yelling)
South side.
Oak Cliff.
(panting)
(screams)
Map coordinates, map... C... C4.
( Alex screams)
(tires screeching)
ALEX: Let go of me.
( Alex screaming)
You're mine.
I've got you.
(screaming): No!
Animals! Shut up. Sit down.
No!
Got it.
No. Larue!
(screams) WALKER
(over phone): Larue!
Larue!
ALEX: No. WALKER:
Can you hear me?
Come to the phone, Larue.
Larue, come to the
phone, you son of a bitch.
Of course, and that's how
they knew how to find us.
You wanted me, you
got me. Who is this?
Touch her again and
I'll rip your heart out.
You're the one on the roof.
Is that right? That's right.
And you'd better let them go.
And why would I do that?
Because if you don't,
you're a dead man.
( ominous theme playing)
( ominous theme playing)
Move, come on, get, get.
Move, move, move it, move it.
LARUE: Hurry up.
Let's go. MOX: Go, go.
LARUE: Let's move it.
We're out of here. Let's go.
( rock theme playing)
(tires screeching)
Coordinate C4, Oak
Cliff warehouse district,
approximately Elmont and Dale.
All units respond,
but do not approach.
This is a hostage situation.
Do not approach.
Or I'm gonna be
all over your butts.
Just don't attract attention.
Just stay at the
speed limit, will you?
Let's drop them and get
the hell out of here, man.
This thing hasn't gone
right from the beginning.
As long as we keep
moving, we're fine.
No surprise. Nobody home.
(telephone ringing)
(beeps)
Trivette.
Thanks, Maisy.
She's got nothing.
Alex had this on.
Dial Larue.
He's never gonna answer.
Guys like Larue always
have to be in charge,
but when they get rattled,
they make mistakes.
( mysterious theme playing)
One, two, out. Redial.
One, two, out. Redial.
One, two, out. Redial.
( soft theme playing)
(ringing)
What the hell's with that
phone? They're driving me crazy.
They're crazy if they think
that I'm gonna pick it up,
and give them a
chance to trace me.
Throw the damn
thing out the window.
Who are you talking to?
When the time comes,
I'm gonna give this cowboy
something to listen to.
(phone continues ringing)
(muffled ringing)
( menacing theme playing)
You know, maybe he doesn't
even have the phone on anymore.
All he has to do
is switch it off.
He's got the phone on.
He could take it out on Alex.
I know that.
Just dial.
(beeping)
Don't run the light.
(phone continues ringing)
(tired screech)
(phone continues ringing)
Don't push me.
Mr. Larue, hold for
Mr. Walker, please.
I'm right behind you, Larue.
Stay out of this,
cowboy. I warned you.
Maisy, we got him again.
You thought you had it
all figured out, didn't you?
But you've got one
big problem. Me.
Back off or they all die.
I see one cowboy hat
behind me and I'll kill them all.
Give it up, Larue.
It's your only chance.
(grunts)
Did you get anything?
Yeah, we are right behind
him. He's in this area.
(shouting angrily): Go, go, go.
(tires screeching)
Here, dial him back.
(beeping)
(telephone ringing) What now?
Just shut up and drive.
Ranger's got him spooked.
Shut up.
I promise you, the world
will end and everyone will die,
before I am spooked
by some cowboy.
Look, you don't
know Ranger Walker,
but I do, and he is
never gonna let up.
He will never leave us,
so why don't you just
drop us at the corner?
Drop? Okay. Okay.
How about I drop
some dead bodies
out of the back of this van?
You think that'll
work then, huh?
And I'd start with you,
but we still have a date.
Ringing, ringing, ringing.
Pull up in front of the bus.
He knows what we're doing.
Yeah, I know.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(tires screeching)
LARUE: Excuse me. Hi.
Could you hold on a
second? DRIVER: Yeah.
My friends need
to get on the bus.
No problem. Yeah, thanks a lot.
Everybody, stay
down and shut up.
All right, we're taking the bus.
BOYER: Everybody keep
still or we start shooting.
All right, let's go, man.
Back of the bus. Okay.
All right, you drive.
When you get to the edge
of the city, leave the bus,
and disappear until
I contact you, okay?
All right, if anybody gets
in your way, just kill 'em.
Got you. (beeps)
( ominous theme playing)
TRIVETTE: He picked up.
Hello?
TRIVETTE (over phone): Larue?
(tires screeching)
What's that sound like to you?
A motor?
Yeah, it's not the same
background sound, though.
It sounds like a...
(in unison): A bus.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(horn honking)
There it is.
TRIVETTE: I saw
two of 'em, one gun.
Take the wheel.
Yeah, why don't
I take the wheel?
Let me get this right. My
partner has just leaped
from the hood of this moving
car to the back of that moving bus.
Yeah, that's right.
(gunshots)
(horn honking)
(horns honking)
WOMAN: The driver!
(passengers screaming)
(horn honking)
Hold on!
(tires screeching)
(passengers screaming,
tires screeching)
(passengers cheering, clapping)
(chatter)
Follow the officer.
Oh. Get me to a hospital,
man. My shoulder's on fire.
(grunts) Where are the hostages?
I don't know. You'd better know.
Look, after the safe
house, all bets were off.
He's waiting for the
money. Don't know where.
What money are
you talking about?
Waiting for the money, man.
For the oil people
to deliver the money.
How are they
supposed to deliver it?
Whoever's carrying the money
has to go to a roadside call box,
n-number 19 on LBJ,
and wait for a call at 4:00.
( suspenseful theme playing)
TRIVETTE: Any units in the area
of emergency call
box L 19, 635, LBJ,
be on the lookout
for a caller there.
Report, but do not respond.
(ringing)
POLICEMAN 1 (over radio): This
is L12-11. I have your caller sighted.
I've passed his
location. Please instruct.
L 12-11, don't go near the
guy. I repeat, do not respond.
Lives are on the line.
POLICEMAN 2 (over radio): Subject
vehicle exited LBJ at Cuttler Road exit.
Now moving south
to Mainway Boulevard.
We're two blocks away.
We're at Mainway and
Third, heading south.
POLICEMAN 3 (over radio): I'm on Mainway
and Fifth. I have your man in sight.
All right, we got him. We'll
take it from here. Thanks.
POLICEMAN 3: Do you need backup?
I said we got him.
Now let's see what happens.
WALKER: You hear something?
Look.
(panting)
TRIVETTE: Hope he
doesn't pee on the money.
(machine approaching)
MAN: Move it on in. That's it.
Up higher, higher.
(Trivette yelling)
(grunts)
(gunshot)
(grunts)
(grunts)
( triumphant theme playing)
(whistles)
LARUE: Hey.
You know what this
is, don't you, cowboy?
They're all gonna die.
(screams): Walker!
LARUE: Are you gonna
take a chance with their lives?
I don't think so. Now lower
the car with my money in it.
You want it, come and get it.
( action theme playing)
(machine whirring)
Everybody on the floor.
(people yelling)
(glass shattering)
(grunts)
(machine continues
whirring, people shouting)
(shattering)
(people crying out)
(both grunt)
(people sobbing)
(woman screams)
(shattering, people screaming)
(screaming): Walker.
(woman screams)
(woman screams)
(people screaming)
(machine shuts off)
(people sobbing, sighing)
( melancholy theme playing)
MAN: Let us out of here.
Walker. Jimmy.
Hey, there, girl.
Everything's all right. Here.
Watch your head.
Okay. Are you all right?
Just hold me.
One week. One lousy week,
I'm gone to my nephew's wedding,
and everything goes
to hell in a hand basket.
Are you referring to
something specific?
I most assuredly am.
You let them kidnap Alex.
Oh, we let Alex get kidnapped.
C.D.: If she'd been at lunch with
me, that wouldn't have happened.
And, fellows, that's
not the worst part.
I'm sure you're gonna tell
us what the worst part is.
Exactly. She's interviewing
the firm of Thomas, Barton...
Bell... Clements.
Yeah, yeah, that's the firm.
She's gonna take
the job, fellows.
I feel it in my bones.
You feel it in your bones?
Here she comes.
Hi. Hey.
Can I get a cup
of coffee, please?
Yes, ma'am. Well,
um, how'd it go?
Good. Yeah?
And they offered me more
than I ever dreamed I was worth,
including a key to my
very own washroom.
Well, that'd be hard to pass up.
That's what I thought.
Until I realized
that they survived
by defending men
like Victor Larue.
So you turned it down.
You got it, cowboy.
(in unison): Yeah.
See, fellas, I told you,
no way in the world was
she gonna take that job.
No, siree. I just
felt it in my bones.
He just felt it...
(in unison): in his bones.
♪ 'Cause the eyes of a ranger ♪
♪ Are upon you ♪
♪ Any wrong you do ♪
♪ He's gonna see ♪
♪ When you're in Texas ♪
♪ Look behind you ♪
♪ 'Cause that's where ♪
♪ The ranger's gonna be ♪
was gonna take the offer.
You didn't say
you weren't, either.
Yeah, I thought you said
you wanted to get the bad guys
as much as we do.
I do, but I've got a
future to think about.
Some future, Alex.
Defending the same
guys you were prosecuting.
I'm not the first person
that's ever considered
switching sides.
They offered me four times
what I make as an assistant DA.
If it was about money,
we'd all be doing
something else.
Yep.
I'm just gonna talk to them.
You know, maybe
it's good for my ego.
(ringing)
Oh, sorry.
(laughs)
Hello?
Yes.
Okay, I'll be right up.
Well, they're ready
to see me upstairs.
Thanks, guys.
I really appreciate
your moral support.
We'll walk you to the elevator.
Do you have any money?
Yes, I have money.
Then you...? You
don't mind buying?
The plane will be
waiting for you at 5:00.
You're at the Plaza tonight,
and the board meeting
is at 10 in the morning.
It sure was a hell
of a lot simpler
before I took the
company public.
I'm beginning to think
we're getting too big
for our own good.
All right, tear
them up, counselor.
Thanks.
They'd be stupid
not to take you.
I'll meet you back at C.D.'s
and let you know what happened.
MAN 1: Hold the car, please.
MAN 2: Excuse me, officer.
( ominous theme playing)
Walker, what?
That guy.
Which one?
The one in the maroon suit.
He looks familiar to me.
Maybe he's your long-lost
cousin or you owe him money.
What money?
You lost all of mine.
The chopper should get us there
with about five
minutes to spare,
then they'll take
you to the airport.
Helicopter. Good
way to beat traffic.
About the only way.
Larue, that's who that is. Who?
Victor Larue. He's
bad news, Trivette.
(elevator dings)
Sorry, nobody gets off.
Excuse me? Just step back.
What the hell is this?
Wrong attitude, Mr. Trask.
Nobody gets heroic.
( suspenseful theme playing)
He's got Alex.
( light rock action
theme playing)
♪ In the eyes of a Ranger ♪
♪ The unsuspecting stranger ♪
♪ Had better know the truth ♪
♪ Of wrong from right ♪
♪ 'Cause the eyes
Of the Ranger ♪
♪ Are upon you ♪
♪ Any wrong you
do He's gonna see ♪
♪ When you're in Texas ♪
♪ Look behind you ♪
♪ 'Cause that's where
The Ranger's gonna be ♪
Look, I don't know what
you think you're doing,
but my pilot is not
gonna fly you anywhere.
Really? Yeah.
(gunshots)
Mine will.
In the chopper.
Move it now. Let's go.
Come on.
Come on, get in there.
Get in.
Put it in lock. Come on.
Yeah, this is Trivette.
I'm on the top of
the Trask Building.
Alert all Air Traffic
Control to report sightings
of a blue and white
Bell Jet helicopter
heading south
from Ridgeland area.
This is Walker. Get a
chopper up here now.
All right. It's
off. Off the stud?
Yup.
All right, boys, let's go.
Careful.
All right, here we go.
Yeah, okay.
All right.
You all right up front? Yeah.
MOX: Stop.
Let's go, come on. Come on!
Let's go.
Well, if you're kidnapping him,
what do you want with us?
LARUE: Well, you're
bargaining chips, sweetheart.
I might need to
trade for a favor,
or, uh, heh, drop a dead
body on them now and then,
to prove I'm serious.
Oh, look, please,
I just got on the elevator.
I've got kids at home.
LARUE: Well, remember
that and do what you're told.
Let's go. She's clean. Let's go.
Get out, now.
TRASK: Please,
please, please, don't hurt us.
Let me call my
people. Let me go.
They'll give you anything.
LARUE: Call your people.
I promise, they
will. Yes, they will.
In our time and in our way.
Okay, he's clean, let's go.
Oh, very nice.
She's an assistant DA.
Well, this is really
getting interesting, isn't it?
Now, you don't have
any weapons hidden
in there, do you?
You tried to hurt me.
Yeah, she's clean. Let's go.
MOX: Move it, move it.
( fast, suspenseful
theme playing)
TRIVETTE (over radio): Walker?
Yeah, go ahead, Trivette.
You were right
about Victor Larue.
We got an FBI bulletin
on him a while back.
He was kicked
out of the military,
and they said he was too
ruthless in his missions.
Prone to overkill.
Right now, he's wanted
for a series of
high-dollar kidnappings.
Yeah, he killed them all.
What?
I remember his file.
Ransom or not, he
killed all the hostages.
That's right.
Okay, keep at it, Trivette.
There's nothing
here. Head south.
( tense theme playing)
(crossing bell ringing)
(train whistle blowing)
( suspenseful theme playing)
TRIVETTE: Walker, I got a
traffic copter over in Garland
that located Trask's helicopter.
It landed at an
abandoned warehouse
at Miller Road and Route 12.
I got units en route.
I'll meet you there.
( tense theme playing)
Did you get that? Let's go.
Keep a sharp eye.
All right, let's move it.
Come on, come on.
All right. Come on.
Let's go.
Come on out.
TRASK: This isn't right.
MOX: Come on.
TRASK: This isn't right.
This isn't right. Come on.
Shut the doors.
All right.
Is everybody comfortable?
What? What? What's
with all the long faces.
Look, this is... It's
really not complicated.
Mr. Trask Oil here is...
Is worth a lot of money, okay?
And we... We are
gonna get some of it.
Now, this might
take a little while.
My people will pay.
I guarantee it.
Excuse me.
I was talking. I had the floor.
( ominous theme playing)
That's good, because...
'Cause I'm gonna get
them on the phone right now
and see if your life
is worth $10 million.
Oh, dear God.
It's all right. They'll pay.
( stirring theme playing)
When you're finished with
this, talk to Mrs. Meeks' family.
Find out if she needs
any special medication.
Mm-hm.
This damn rain has
washed out all the tracks.
What if something goes wrong?
(panting): What if...?
What if they don't?
I mean, the police...
The police might force them
not to give into their demands.
I mean... It's
gonna be all right.
You've gotta hold
yourself together, Mr. Trask,
for all of our sakes.
Excuse me.
I don't mean to
cause any trouble,
but I really need to
use the rest room.
She can't get out.
All right. Don't be too long.
Don't lock the door.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(cell phone ringing)
Trivette. ALEX: Jimmy.
Alex. Alex, where are you?
I don't have much time.
Listen. We landed in Garland,
they blindfolded us,
and loaded us into a van.
We drove for about 20 minutes,
until we came to
some kind of bridge.
Then we traveled for
about ten minutes more
and we came to a train crossing.
Then we went onto a gravel road
and stopped at a gate
with some cattle guard.
I think we're in
some kind of estate.
(knocking on door)
Time's up.
Excuse me.
Let's go. Come on.
( pensive theme playing)
( fast, suspenseful
theme playing)
We're getting low on fuel.
TRIVETTE: There's a
bridge about six miles west
of that warehouse
off the service road.
I got it. There's a
bridge. Over here.
WALKER: Stay over
the service roads.
Veer west.
I said, veer west.
Walker, we're onto
them now. We'll get her.
What if they caught her
making that call, Trivette?
(train whistle blowing)
TRIVETTE: There's the rail line.
That could be where
she heard the whistle.
All right, now you're supposed
to get to some ranch land.
She said an estate.
There's an estate over there.
Don't get too close.
Land over there.
We'll check it out.
We should call for backup.
Make sure they approach
with caution, Trivette.
Would you care for some wine?
We have a nice
chardonnay here. It's, uh...
not too pretentious. (cork pops)
You know,
I've known a few
assistant DA's in my time,
but, uh, I don't recall
any looking quite like you.
Am I supposed to
be flattered by that?
Absolutely.
I've got very high
standards for my women.
(sighs)
So are you somebody's
woman, Alexandra?
I don't see a ring.
I'm not married.
Ah.
Maybe a boyfriend, then?
Hm?
Maybe more than one?
Let's see.
A successful woman
like you dates who?
I don't know, an airline pilot?
No? What about a pro athlete?
Ah, wrong again.
Uh, a politician?
Definitely not a
politician. (laughs)
Well, well,
and she has a
sense of humor too.
(sighs)
Seems to me you have
everything a man could ever want.
I'll bet the guys just
can't get enough of you.
Listen, I have
connections at city hall.
If you let us go, I could...
Don't waste your time.
I don't even
wanna talk about it.
I can negotiate a deal for you,
for when you're caught.
(laughs maniacally)
You... You just
don't give up, do you?
The men I was with back
there are Texas Rangers,
and they don't give up, either.
Yeah, backwater cops
in... In cowboy costumes.
Oh, I'm shaking already.
Look at that. Uh-oh.
Oh, no.
Well, then maybe you
should think about this.
A man is dead,
and Texas is a
capital-punishment state.
Now, any effort that you
make to do the right thing
will be taken into
consideration by the judge.
Well, that's, um,
assuming that I'm caught.
You will be.
But I can help you.
And that's assuming
that you are still alive.
( disappointing theme playing)
( tense theme playing)
(grunts)
(grunts)
(sirens wailing)
I said "with caution."
It's im... It's impossible.
How could they find us
already? There's no way.
LARUE: Those two?
We gotta get out of here.
Mox, Boyer,
pack it in, let's go.
Move it. Right now.
Get up now. Come on.
(grunting)
Please, let me talk to
them. Get in the van.
I'll get them to back
off. Shut up. In the van.
(grunting)
(tires screeching)
Needless to say I
appreciate the help.
No problem.
(grunting)
Damn it.
I'm gonna borrow
your wheels. Sure.
You got two over
the hill over there.
All right, we'll book them.
( fast, suspenseful
theme playing)
(tires screeching)
TRIVETTE: Which
way, left or right?
Which way, left or right?
Left.
Walker. (tires screeching)
( tense theme playing)
LARUE: I don't believe this.
This operation was
planned down to the minute,
and now I'm running
from Texas Rangers!
How did they know where we were?
There's no way.
They couldn't have.
Maybe it's the van.
We should burn it.
The van, burn the van.
What a great idea, Mox.
What do you think about
that? BOYER: It couldn't be.
How could they get to
it? It couldn't happen.
What are you doing?
I just need a minute.
For what? Are you
out of your mind?
Maybe... Don't let
them get riled up.
Maybe there's
something we can do.
Maybe there's a way out of here.
I don't consider a
body bag a way out.
And that's where I'll wind up
if you don't do what they say.
I know what men
like these are like.
I've prosecuted dozens of them.
They don't care if
they hurt other people.
The don't care if
you cooperate or not.
Either way,
they're gonna kill
you if they want to.
MEEKS: She's right.
We've all known that
since the beginning.
No, I'm ordering
you to stay here.
Mr. Trask, believe it or not,
I don't work for you,
and I'm not gonna sit
here and wait to die.
I'm gonna do something.
( tense theme playing)
LARUE: Don't push me.
Go for it.
Good luck.
She'll be sorry.
You just wait and see.
She'll be sorry.
LARUE: You... You just
don't give up, do you?
(dialing)
( urgent theme playing)
(sighs)
We should've gone left.
But I'd have gone right too.
(cell phone rings)
Jimmy.
Jimmy, we're at... Trace me.
It's her.
Alex?
(gasps)
They got her.
Maisy, I need a priority trace
to a cellular call to my number
from ADA Cahill's
private number.
Yes, yes, we're
locked on right now.
(panting) What
are you doing here?
ALEX: I just needed
a moment alone.
You needed a moment alone?
To pray.
You know.
I just wanted to pray. You
can't hold that against me.
Tell her to hurry.
Come on, Maisy.
Well... I've got some good news.
Your prayers have been answered.
Don't touch me.
Right, they're onto her phone.
ALEX: Don't touch me.
(grunting)
(gasping, then grunting)
( Alex grunting, screaming)
(screams)
( panting, yelling)
South side.
Oak Cliff.
(panting)
(screams)
Map coordinates, map... C... C4.
( Alex screams)
(tires screeching)
ALEX: Let go of me.
( Alex screaming)
You're mine.
I've got you.
(screaming): No!
Animals! Shut up. Sit down.
No!
Got it.
No. Larue!
(screams) WALKER
(over phone): Larue!
Larue!
ALEX: No. WALKER:
Can you hear me?
Come to the phone, Larue.
Larue, come to the
phone, you son of a bitch.
Of course, and that's how
they knew how to find us.
You wanted me, you
got me. Who is this?
Touch her again and
I'll rip your heart out.
You're the one on the roof.
Is that right? That's right.
And you'd better let them go.
And why would I do that?
Because if you don't,
you're a dead man.
( ominous theme playing)
( ominous theme playing)
Move, come on, get, get.
Move, move, move it, move it.
LARUE: Hurry up.
Let's go. MOX: Go, go.
LARUE: Let's move it.
We're out of here. Let's go.
( rock theme playing)
(tires screeching)
Coordinate C4, Oak
Cliff warehouse district,
approximately Elmont and Dale.
All units respond,
but do not approach.
This is a hostage situation.
Do not approach.
Or I'm gonna be
all over your butts.
Just don't attract attention.
Just stay at the
speed limit, will you?
Let's drop them and get
the hell out of here, man.
This thing hasn't gone
right from the beginning.
As long as we keep
moving, we're fine.
No surprise. Nobody home.
(telephone ringing)
(beeps)
Trivette.
Thanks, Maisy.
She's got nothing.
Alex had this on.
Dial Larue.
He's never gonna answer.
Guys like Larue always
have to be in charge,
but when they get rattled,
they make mistakes.
( mysterious theme playing)
One, two, out. Redial.
One, two, out. Redial.
One, two, out. Redial.
( soft theme playing)
(ringing)
What the hell's with that
phone? They're driving me crazy.
They're crazy if they think
that I'm gonna pick it up,
and give them a
chance to trace me.
Throw the damn
thing out the window.
Who are you talking to?
When the time comes,
I'm gonna give this cowboy
something to listen to.
(phone continues ringing)
(muffled ringing)
( menacing theme playing)
You know, maybe he doesn't
even have the phone on anymore.
All he has to do
is switch it off.
He's got the phone on.
He could take it out on Alex.
I know that.
Just dial.
(beeping)
Don't run the light.
(phone continues ringing)
(tired screech)
(phone continues ringing)
Don't push me.
Mr. Larue, hold for
Mr. Walker, please.
I'm right behind you, Larue.
Stay out of this,
cowboy. I warned you.
Maisy, we got him again.
You thought you had it
all figured out, didn't you?
But you've got one
big problem. Me.
Back off or they all die.
I see one cowboy hat
behind me and I'll kill them all.
Give it up, Larue.
It's your only chance.
(grunts)
Did you get anything?
Yeah, we are right behind
him. He's in this area.
(shouting angrily): Go, go, go.
(tires screeching)
Here, dial him back.
(beeping)
(telephone ringing) What now?
Just shut up and drive.
Ranger's got him spooked.
Shut up.
I promise you, the world
will end and everyone will die,
before I am spooked
by some cowboy.
Look, you don't
know Ranger Walker,
but I do, and he is
never gonna let up.
He will never leave us,
so why don't you just
drop us at the corner?
Drop? Okay. Okay.
How about I drop
some dead bodies
out of the back of this van?
You think that'll
work then, huh?
And I'd start with you,
but we still have a date.
Ringing, ringing, ringing.
Pull up in front of the bus.
He knows what we're doing.
Yeah, I know.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(tires screeching)
LARUE: Excuse me. Hi.
Could you hold on a
second? DRIVER: Yeah.
My friends need
to get on the bus.
No problem. Yeah, thanks a lot.
Everybody, stay
down and shut up.
All right, we're taking the bus.
BOYER: Everybody keep
still or we start shooting.
All right, let's go, man.
Back of the bus. Okay.
All right, you drive.
When you get to the edge
of the city, leave the bus,
and disappear until
I contact you, okay?
All right, if anybody gets
in your way, just kill 'em.
Got you. (beeps)
( ominous theme playing)
TRIVETTE: He picked up.
Hello?
TRIVETTE (over phone): Larue?
(tires screeching)
What's that sound like to you?
A motor?
Yeah, it's not the same
background sound, though.
It sounds like a...
(in unison): A bus.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(horn honking)
There it is.
TRIVETTE: I saw
two of 'em, one gun.
Take the wheel.
Yeah, why don't
I take the wheel?
Let me get this right. My
partner has just leaped
from the hood of this moving
car to the back of that moving bus.
Yeah, that's right.
(gunshots)
(horn honking)
(horns honking)
WOMAN: The driver!
(passengers screaming)
(horn honking)
Hold on!
(tires screeching)
(passengers screaming,
tires screeching)
(passengers cheering, clapping)
(chatter)
Follow the officer.
Oh. Get me to a hospital,
man. My shoulder's on fire.
(grunts) Where are the hostages?
I don't know. You'd better know.
Look, after the safe
house, all bets were off.
He's waiting for the
money. Don't know where.
What money are
you talking about?
Waiting for the money, man.
For the oil people
to deliver the money.
How are they
supposed to deliver it?
Whoever's carrying the money
has to go to a roadside call box,
n-number 19 on LBJ,
and wait for a call at 4:00.
( suspenseful theme playing)
TRIVETTE: Any units in the area
of emergency call
box L 19, 635, LBJ,
be on the lookout
for a caller there.
Report, but do not respond.
(ringing)
POLICEMAN 1 (over radio): This
is L12-11. I have your caller sighted.
I've passed his
location. Please instruct.
L 12-11, don't go near the
guy. I repeat, do not respond.
Lives are on the line.
POLICEMAN 2 (over radio): Subject
vehicle exited LBJ at Cuttler Road exit.
Now moving south
to Mainway Boulevard.
We're two blocks away.
We're at Mainway and
Third, heading south.
POLICEMAN 3 (over radio): I'm on Mainway
and Fifth. I have your man in sight.
All right, we got him. We'll
take it from here. Thanks.
POLICEMAN 3: Do you need backup?
I said we got him.
Now let's see what happens.
WALKER: You hear something?
Look.
(panting)
TRIVETTE: Hope he
doesn't pee on the money.
(machine approaching)
MAN: Move it on in. That's it.
Up higher, higher.
(Trivette yelling)
(grunts)
(gunshot)
(grunts)
(grunts)
( triumphant theme playing)
(whistles)
LARUE: Hey.
You know what this
is, don't you, cowboy?
They're all gonna die.
(screams): Walker!
LARUE: Are you gonna
take a chance with their lives?
I don't think so. Now lower
the car with my money in it.
You want it, come and get it.
( action theme playing)
(machine whirring)
Everybody on the floor.
(people yelling)
(glass shattering)
(grunts)
(machine continues
whirring, people shouting)
(shattering)
(people crying out)
(both grunt)
(people sobbing)
(woman screams)
(shattering, people screaming)
(screaming): Walker.
(woman screams)
(woman screams)
(people screaming)
(machine shuts off)
(people sobbing, sighing)
( melancholy theme playing)
MAN: Let us out of here.
Walker. Jimmy.
Hey, there, girl.
Everything's all right. Here.
Watch your head.
Okay. Are you all right?
Just hold me.
One week. One lousy week,
I'm gone to my nephew's wedding,
and everything goes
to hell in a hand basket.
Are you referring to
something specific?
I most assuredly am.
You let them kidnap Alex.
Oh, we let Alex get kidnapped.
C.D.: If she'd been at lunch with
me, that wouldn't have happened.
And, fellows, that's
not the worst part.
I'm sure you're gonna tell
us what the worst part is.
Exactly. She's interviewing
the firm of Thomas, Barton...
Bell... Clements.
Yeah, yeah, that's the firm.
She's gonna take
the job, fellows.
I feel it in my bones.
You feel it in your bones?
Here she comes.
Hi. Hey.
Can I get a cup
of coffee, please?
Yes, ma'am. Well,
um, how'd it go?
Good. Yeah?
And they offered me more
than I ever dreamed I was worth,
including a key to my
very own washroom.
Well, that'd be hard to pass up.
That's what I thought.
Until I realized
that they survived
by defending men
like Victor Larue.
So you turned it down.
You got it, cowboy.
(in unison): Yeah.
See, fellas, I told you,
no way in the world was
she gonna take that job.
No, siree. I just
felt it in my bones.
He just felt it...
(in unison): in his bones.
♪ 'Cause the eyes of a ranger ♪
♪ Are upon you ♪
♪ Any wrong you do ♪
♪ He's gonna see ♪
♪ When you're in Texas ♪
♪ Look behind you ♪
♪ 'Cause that's where ♪
♪ The ranger's gonna be ♪