Walker, Texas Ranger (1993–2001): Season 4, Episode 23 - The Siege - full transcript

( soft theme playing)

Hey, Dad, look who I found
coming through the south gate.

(laughs)

Walker, it is so
beautiful out here.

Yep, sure is.

What is that smell, C.D.?

That's called fresh air, my man.

(both chuckling)

This is the best bass fishin'

and snipe huntin'
within 1000 miles.

Well, that's what
I'm here for, boy.

What are snipe?

Snipes? Oh, well...

C.D. Parker, you old rhinoceros.

(laughing)

Hank Cotton, you're a...

You're a sight for sore eyes.

Hey, Walker, good to see you.

Hi, good to see you too, Hank.

What's it been now,
ten years in a row?

Oh, at least.

End of the season
wouldn't be the same

without these two comin' up here

and helpin' me
catch the big ones

that the tourists missed.

Oh, Hank, this is Alex Cahill.

Hi. Pleased to meet you.

Jimmy Trivette. How are you?

You guys ready for
some serious fishin'?

That's what we're
here for. Good.

Y'all met my son, Bobby.

Bobby, boy, you look
good in that uniform.

Hey, not as good
as it feels, C.D.

It's been a long time coming.

Listen, he's been
wantin' to be a park ranger

ever since he was
knee-high to a duck.

Just made it last month.

Congratulations, Bobby.

Thanks. I couldn't ask
for a better first assignment

than Sawtooth Park.

Well, let's get
your gear inside.

Hoo.

Uh... What are snipe?

S... Oh, snipes.

Uh, well, a snipe
is kind of a...

A cross between a
possum and an armadillo.

So you shoot 'em.

No, no, no, you don't shoot 'em.

It'd tear 'em up too bad.
You couldn't eat 'em.

You mean to tell me

that you've never
eaten any snipe?

Well, I didn't think
you were serious.

I didn't think
that they existed.

Jimmy, have I ever
lied to you, son?

Excu... Excuse me, Walker,

have you ever
eaten snipe before?

Yeah, it's delicious.

It's... Taste kind of like

a lobster and chicken mix.

Right, C.D.? That's right.

Yeah. That's pretty good.

Snipe. I can't believe you guys.

You went along with it.

Jimmy, I don't think I'm
gonna take you snipe huntin'.

Why not?

I don't think you qualify.

C.D., why... Why not?

It takes a special
kind of personality,

a special kind of person.

A person that has
patience... Excuse me.

Yet perseverance. Excuse me,

when have I never
exhibited patience?

Oh, Jimmy, I don't
know if your personality

gets it or not.

( ominous theme playing)

(loons calling)

MAN: It's gonna
be okay, sweetheart,

don't worry, don't worry.

Please, mister, (woman sobbing)

I-I don't care what
you got goin' on.

Just let us go.

I-I don't know
ya, I didn't see...

GUNMAN: It's your
own damn fault.

You were supposed
to be outta here by now.

Respect, huh?

Act nice. They're old people.

I tell ya, kids today.

But he's right.

W-whatever you
want, just take it,

we can leave.

We can leave right now. Yeah.

We never saw you,
we never saw you.

But you did see me.

You see, that's the problem.

We won't say anything, I swear.

We... We've got social
security, the grandkids.

MAN: Oh, I don't care

if you're blowin' up the world.

Please, just let us go.

(sighs)

You know, this is
nothin' personal.

Oh, no!

(gunshots, groans)

(thud)

I just never leave witnesses.

Never.

( light rock action
theme playing)

♪ In the eyes of a Ranger ♪

♪ The unsuspectin' 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 ♪

( mysterious theme playing)

(owl hooting)

TRIVETTE: Coo-coo-roo.

Coo-hoo-coo-roo.

Pitty-pitty-poo.

Coo-coo-roo.

Pitty-pitty-poo.

Coo-coo-roo.

Coo-coo... (sighs)

(hooting)

Must be out of my mind.

(sighs)

Snipe. I'm beginnin' to believe

this is a bunch of hooey.

MAN: Coo-coo-roo.

Coo-coo-roo.

Coo-coo-roo.

Ahem. Coo-coo-roo.

Pitty-pitty-poo.

Coo-coo-roo, pitty-pitty-poo.

(laughs)

Coo-coo-roo.
Pitty... Coo-coo-roo.

Coo-coo-roo, pitty-pitty-poo.

Coo-coo-ro... Oh!

Oh, man.

They said I was
not patient enough

to catch a snipe.

Oh, my... Man, it's a skunk!

(men laughing)

(laughs)

Oh, man, oh.

You throw a mean skunk, Cordell.

Well, you throw a
mean coo-coo-roo, C.D.

Yeah. (laughing)

See, man, I knew

there was no such
thing as a snipe.

Yeah, right. Oh, yeah.

Yeah, right. Whoa, hey.

Hey!

Come on, you guys. I
read National Geographic.

I was just doin' it

just to see how
far you would go.

(laughs)

(groans)

(whispers): Oh, man.

(hoots)

ALEX: So are there any animals

left in the forest?

Actually, Miss Cahill,

I didn't shoot any of 'em.

They came with the
place when I bought it.

Last time I held
a gun was Korea,

and I swore it would
be the last time too.

No, I'm a fisherman.
I'm not a hunter.

C.D. told me you were
in the same unit in Korea.

Yeah, that's where we met.

Hated each other
from the get-go.

I was a medic and
he was a squad leader.

I thought he was a loudmouth

and he thought I
talked too much.

Ha, ha. Imagine that.

Yeah, then one day we
got pinned down together

in a foxhole for 36 hours.

By the time the smoke cleared,

we'd run out of words
and we were best friends.

Been best friends ever since.

He's Bobby's godfather.

Oh, I know.

C.D.'s been talking about
Bobby ever since I met him.

He's really proud of you.

C.D.'s like a second dad.

I think he's kind
of disappointed

that I didn't wanna
be a Texas Ranger.

But I'm a lot like Dad.

The more time that I
can spend out in nature,

the happier I am.

Well, then you
have the perfect job.

I know.

Hey, are you an early riser?

(breathes deeply)

That all depends.

I have to go up to the
north gate in the morning

and close it off for the winter.

If you'd like to ride along,
I could show you the park.

That sounds
delightful. I'd love to.

(door opens)

(C.D. laughs)

Boy, that was fun.

BOBBY: Don't feel
bad, Mr. Trivette.

You're not the first
one C.D. sniped.

I was not sniped.

You were sniped and skunked.

I was not sniped.

WALKER: Come on,
Trivette. It happened to me too.

Yeah, right, it happened to you.

(groans)

Sure did.

The great Cherokee warrior

got himself sniped?

Yep.

All right, I don't
feel so bad after all.

Of course, I was
only 4 years old.

See, you guys? (laughs)

(both laughing)

(both chuckling)

( serene theme playing)

Beautiful light, huh?

BOBBY: Sorry.

We were supposed to
get new trucks last year,

but, uh, then the
downsizing hit.

Maybe this year I can get
a truck with better shocks

and a police band radio.

And a little padding
for the seats maybe?

(both chuckle)

Well, if the park's closed,
what do you do all winter?

Repair hiking trails,

keep an eye out for poachers,

haul alfalfa for the deer

if, uh, snow gets heavy.

Mm. Play checkers with Dad.

Not a bad life, huh?

Sounds just about perfect.

You have a girlfriend?

Yeah, over in Soda Springs.

She's finishing her
last year of college.

We're going to
be married in June.

Well, that's great,
congratulations.

Thanks.

You married or anything?

No.

Well, maybe to my work.

What the heck?

What's the matter?

Sea planes are not
allowed to land on the lake

without a special permit.

Our office has not
issued one in months.

Well, maybe the
pilot's in trouble.

Maybe.

BOBBY: Looks like
he's putting down

near Baker's Bait Dock.

Mind riding along
while I check it out?

You're the ranger.

(both chuckle)

( mysterious theme playing)

Watch our backs, huh?

( mysterious theme continues)

Hey, Glen. Hey.

Good to see ya.

How's it going, brother?

You're late, huh?

Well, I had to go
around some new radar

comin' out of out of Corpus.

Got all the stuff?

Nine hundred and ninety-eight
kilos of China White.

Nine ninety-eight, huh?

What happened to
the other two keys?

Freighter captain wanted
a little extra commission

before he'd open
the cargo hatch.

There was nothin' I could do.

No problem.

No problem.

MAN: Come on,
muchachos, let's do it.

Yeah, we're doin' it.

(chuckles)

Come on, little brother.

(all grunting)

Drug dealers.

Bobby, don't.

There's too many of 'em.

Besides, I think I recognize
the one in the black suit.

If I'm right, it's Glen Larkin
and his brother, Chip.

They are not to be messed with.

Now, let's go get Walker
and let him handle this.

By the time we got
back they'd all be gone,

and so would the plane.

Look, there's a phone
inside the bait store.

Once I get a drop on 'em,

you go inside
and call the lodge.

You get Walker and
Trivette here fast.

Bobby, there's no place
for cover out there...

( suspenseful theme playing)

Let's go, let's go.
We don't have all day.

Come on.

Hold it!

BOBBY: Right there!

Put your weapons down!

Do it now!

Do it now!

All right, put 'em
down, put 'em down.

(groans)

Okay, okay!

Everybody, assume the position!

Get against the
truck, do it now!

Do it!

Do it!

Assume the position! Now!

(horn honks)

(men yelling)

Kill that punk.

MAN 1: Hey, come on!

MAN 2: They're gettin' away!

MAN 3: Go to the van!

MAN 1: Come on.
Let's go, let's go.

(groaning, coughing)

Hang on, Bobby.

Hey!

MAN 4: Come on. Let's go.

Move!

( suspenseful
Western theme playing)

(panting, moaning)

(tires screeching)

(gunshot)

You may want to use

a little bit heavier
lure like this.

It might help get
into a Loch Leven.

Hm.

You know, they weigh
as much as 90 pounds.

Ninety pounds.

So I put that in the water,

and then I put my face
in the freezing cold water,

and then I make little
fishy noises, right?

Get outta here!

(laughs) He doesn't
believe me, Cordell.

Tell him.

Well, it's true, Trivette.

Like I'm gonna
believe you guys now?

(laughs)

(gunshots)

Hunters?

Hunters don't use automatics.

(screams)

(groaning)

Bobby's been shot!

Get him in the house!

( tense theme playing)

Let's get him in
here... You okay, Alex?

I'm fine.

(moaning)

Who are those guys?

Drug dealers.

It's Glen Larkin

and the one next to him
is his younger brother.

Who are these guys?

I don't care who they are.

Nobody comes out alive.

Nobody.

(sighs)

(tapping phone cradle)

Phone's dead.

(clicking lamp)

Cut the power.

Go around back, cover me.

Anything moves, kill it.

You understand? Yeah.

Springer!

All right, take John
and go over there.

Got it, boss. Go on.

They're spreadin' out.
They're surrounding the place.

Okay, watch the front.

(coughing, moaning)

Easy, son. Just take it easy.

You're gonna be
all right, Bobby.

How is he?

He's lost a lot of blood.

I still haven't been able

to stop the bleeding completely.

Where's your cell phone?

It's upstairs in my room.

HANK: Forget it, Walker.

Cell phones, pagers,

none of that stuff
works this far out.

We gotta get that boy
to a hospital, Cordell,

and pronto.

( tense theme continues)

TRIVETTE: Walker,
they're on the move.

Who the hell is
this Glen Larkin?

We think he's responsible
for supplying Dallas

with most of its heroin.

But we've never been
able to arrest him,

because he doesn't
leave witnesses.

Two comin' in.

( suspenseful
action theme playing)

Stay where you are!
Don't move until I tell ya.

Who are these guys?

Larkin?

Glen Larkin?

How the hell does
he know who you are?

Doesn't matter. He
ain't goin' nowhere.

How can I help you?

I'm a Texas Ranger.

We have a wounded man in here.

So, what?

We got two dead men here.

I'll make you a deal.

You drive away from here,

and I won't chase
you to hell and back

for what you did to him.

But who the hell are you?

The name's Walker.

(quietly): Walker. Walker.

The only thing you're
chasing, Walker, is your tail,

and you ain't doin'
that for too much longer.

No deal.

You had your chance, Larkin.

Maybe we ought
to do it. Shut up!

You think I stayed
alive all these years

by making deals
with the law, you...?

Sanders, come here.

Come on!

Take some gas out of the rig.

Hurry up! What
are you waitin' for?

(kiss)

I love ya.

We can't get out,
they can't get to us.

Looks like a standoff,
at least until tonight.

I don't think Larkin's
gonna wait around that long.

Cordell, you cover me,

I'll try to get to the woods

and down to Baker's for help.

You'd never make it, C.D.
Too many guns out there.

Walker, check this out.

( suspenseful theme playing)

Get behind the car.

(engine starts)

What's goin' on?

(engine starting)

They're tryi" to burn us out.

Nice shootin'.

That was my vehicle.

How much ammo have you got?

Down to my last clip. You?

I got three left.

Good thing they don't know that.

Well, I think it's time
we took the fight to them.

How are we gonna do that?

( dramatic theme playing)

This is gonna take
longer than I thought.

If you were in charge, huh,

what would you do right now?

Uh... um... I don't know.

I'd create a diversion
on one side of the lodge

and, uh, send a couple guys in
through a window on the other.

All right, that's
good, that's good.

And what if it didn't work, huh?

Then you wouldn't
have enough men left

to cover all sides of the lodge.

No, no, no.

We can't risk leavin' an openi"
for them to slip away, right?

So, what do we do?

First...

find out what kind
of weapons they have

and how much
ammunition they have left.

Well, it's a hunting lodge.

I mean, they could
have elephant guns.

Elephant guns?

Yeah.

You come from the same father?

(quietly): Elephant guns.

No, my guess is they're
down to small handguns.

The question is,

how much ammo they have left.

(quietly): Elephant guns.

(anxiously): The
bleeding's stopped,

but he's lost a lot of blood.

Too much.

He needs a transfusion.

How we gonna do that, Hank?

I improvised in
Korea. I can do it.

ALEX: What about blood type?

Well, I'm a match,

but I had a bout of
hepatitis last year.

I'm B positive, if that helps.

No. Bobby's O negative.

It's a tough match. Only
another O is compatible.

What are we waitin' on?

You're an O negative? Yeah.

Hank, is the backup
generator working?

No, it fritzed out on
me about a year ago.

I meant to fix it. I
never got around to it.

You wanna check it out?

I'm gonna find a way outta here.

You going after help?

No, by the time I got
back, it might be too late.

I'm gonna try to cut
down the odds a little bit.

How are you gonna
get out of here?

This place is surrounded.

I'm gonna take the high roads.

Alex, I'll need you and
Trivette on the second floor.

Here, take this.

(chuckling)

ALEX: Now.

You stay here. Tatum, come on!

LARKIN: Tatum...

come on.

( intense theme playing)

( action country-rock
theme playing)

(grunts)

Come on.

Walker, would you
please drop your gun?

I said, please drop your gun.

Now.

Chip, come over here.

(laughs)

Let the people inside go

and I'll let your brother go.

No deal.

You wanna see
your brother alive?

He's an unarmed man.

You are a Texas Ranger.

You're not gonna harm him.

Don't shoot!

You'll hit my
brother. Don't shoot.

(quietly): Will you look at
this crew I gotta deal with?

Find something to tie him
up with, will ya? Sit down.

Five left, including Larkin.

Your life's not worth
a damn now, ranger.

When my brother
gets hold of you,

you're gonna be
groveling on your knees.

If you don't shut up,
I'm gonna stick this

right in your mouth.

Did you get any ordinance?

Got better than that.

This is Larkin's brother.

All right, that means they
won't try to burn us out.

You got that right.

It's a good thing
they don't know

we're low on ammo.

Glen, they're al...!

I said shut up.

( melancholy theme playing)

(sobbing)

You know,

the Lord gave
Martha and I this boy

late in our life,

when we'd given up all hope,

just so we'd know
what a special gift he is.

Everything's gonna
be all right, Hank.

You just wait and see.

C.D.'s right. He's
gonna pull through.

Yeah... well...

it's out of my hands now.

You know, Bobby was 5 years old

when Martha died.

I swear, lovin' this boy

is the only thing
that got me through.

Oh, please, God,
don't take him now.

(sighs)

( melancholy theme continues)

How's it going?

I think we got a shot.

How long do you think?

Hour, maybe two.

Okay.

HANK: Well, that oughta do it.

Thanks, C.D.

You know, there's plenty
more where that came from.

You better get some rest,
get your strength back.

Is he doing better?

Yes.

He's sleeping peacefully

and his temperature
has finally come down.

Thank God for that.

Amen.

We're going on a scavenger hunt.

Scavenger hunt? What
does that mean, Cordell?

That means we're the spiders

and they're the flies.

You'll see what I mean.

( dramatic theme playing)

I still don't remember
what happened.

Here, Bobby. Drink
this down, son.

You're gonna feel
a whole lot better.

Here, you take this, Hank.

Everyone ready?

Then let's do it.

( tense theme playing)

(generator purring)

(panting)

(grunts)

(creaks)

(screaming)

Shut up.

( tense theme continues)

(yells)

(grunts)

(grunts)

(groans)

Drop it.

You don't have
the guts, old man.

You're right.

(grunts)

LARKIN: Hello?

It's me again.

You happy to see me?

(grunts)

(cracks)

(country music playing inside)

(C.D. humming)

Well, come on in, fellas.

I got somethin' I
wanna read to you.

"C.D., thanks
again for all the help.

"Bobby and I are taking
a break in California.

"Maybe you all could meet
us for some grunion hunting.

"Well, take care and
please give my regards

"to Walker, Alex, and Jimmy.

"Keep in touch.

Your friend, Hank Cotton."

I thought that was real nice.

Sounds like fun.

Yeah. I love grunion hunting.

Yeah. What are grunion?

Are those those little animals

that hop into your
gunnysack at night?

No, those are...
Those are snipe.

It's a fish, Jimmy, a fish.

Back to fish?
Ninety-pound trout?

Loch Leven.

Loch Leven.

I love the sound
of that. Loch Leven.

You got something for me?

Jimmy, it's true.

I mean, they're a little
bony, but it's really fun,

because you can only
catch 'em in a full moon.

What am I gonna do?
Go all the way to California,

stand out in the
middle of the night

with a big fishing pole?

I don't think so.

Jimmy, you can't use a
fishing pole. It's illegal.

So is a net.

You whistle, they
jump into your pocket?

No, no. You pick 'em up
with your hands on the beach

when they come up to
mate under a full moon.

Oh, yes, they come
up on the beach at night

to mate under a full moon.

I'll bet you $100 each

there's no such
thing as grunion,

there never were,
and there never will be.

You're on. Hey,
I'll take that bet.

Get the book, C.D.

Get the book. (chuckles)

You got it.

Loch Leven.

There's no Loch
Leven in that book.

Sniped.

Loch Leven, Loch Leven.

So?

Grunion.

Grunion, grunion.

G-R...?

Rhymes with onion.

That helps a lot. (laughs)

Grunion.

Snipe.

Grunion, grunion, grunion.

Grunion.

"California grunion,

"spawn on the beach

at moonlight."

TOGETHER: Coo-coo-roo...

Coo-ah-roo... (
lighthearted theme playing)

(light rock action
theme playing)

♪ '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 ♪