Walker, Texas Ranger (1993–2001): Season 5, Episode 16 - Full Contact - full transcript
Quit playing with the punk.
Get in there and finish him off.
You're a hot dog!
He's a hot dog.
Yeah, but he's good.
Get back. Come on, get up.
Fight!
Waste him.
Waste him.
One, two... You're out.
Get out of the ring!
At one minute,
15 seconds into the fifth round,
your winner by knockout,
Bart "The Destroyer" Valen.
Hey, Prado. I'm
coming for you, man.
You're a joke and I can
prove it. Come on, take me on.
When you've earned it.
Come on. Focus, Joey. Focus.
Let's go. Let's go.
I'm coming for you, Prado.
I'm coming for you, baby!
Ladies and gentlemen,
it's time your main event.
He's defending his title
for the eighth time.
Introducing
Dallas' favorite son,
the World Kickboxing
Champion, Joey Prado!
Hey!
Boy, I'll tell you, that Prado
was a walking cactus
Cordell first got ahold of him.
That old boy came
out of a broken home,
and I mean, Cordell put him
on the straight and narrow.
That boy is living proof
that Cordell's Kick Drugs works.
Hey!
You see that? You see
how he's drawing him out?
He's making him
make a mistake, right?
Yeah, Joey's a smart fighter.
Watch your pace, Joey.
Don't get ahead of yourself.
Let him do the work.
He's getting tired. Got it?
Yes, sir.
Okay, go get him.
You're out!
See what I'm telling you?
Hey, come on, Joey.
Talk to him, Gino.
Tell him what I'm offering here.
He knows what you're offering.
Look.
You read the script.
I read it.
And?
Okay, look.
Nobody's calling it art,
but it could take
you right to the top.
Too much sex and violence.
It's just like all your
other movies, Kingston.
Look, kid, you
were great tonight,
but nobody's champion forever.
And I've gotta believe
that a picture like this
pays a lot more than kickboxing.
Look.
Someday I might
like to do a movie,
but it probably won't
be one of yours.
Thanks anyway.
Okay.
All right.
Do you think you're the
only kickboxer in the world?
And now, the winner
and still world
champion, Joey Prado.
Yeah, Joey!
All right!
Thank you, C.D.,
but the credit goes to
these gentlemen right here.
Gino, for getting me
through another one.
Walker, for getting me started.
He ain't no champ.
He's a chump.
I want you, Prado, huh?
Any time, any
place, you name it.
I will be there.
Like I told you, Bart,
when you earned it.
You didn't.
They took my belt, remember?
Railroaded me.
That's the reason you're champ.
Now my little brother's
gonna whip your butt.
That's right.
Come on. Fight me now. Be cool.
Huh? Fight me now, punk.
Come on, outside. Right now!
Come on, fellas. Simmer down.
You don't wanna follow in
your brother's footsteps, son.
Keep your fat mouth
out of this, old man.
This is a private party, Valen.
You and your brother go
celebrate somewhere else.
Let's go.
You're mine.
Let's go. Let's go. You're dead.
We're out of here. Come on.
See you in the ring, pal.
Boy, that was fun.
♪ 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 ♪
Well, there's no
getting around it.
You gonna be fighting
him sooner or later.
Bart's coming down the
track like a locomotive.
Good.
Get the chance
to shut his mouth.
What did Frank Valen
mean by railroaded?
Frank Valen was the
world champion before Joey.
Thanks to steroids.
What steroids?
Well, the association
could never prove it,
but a sports reporter
started investigating Frank
and found out that
he was using steroids.
Frank blew his stack,
showed up on the
reporter's doorstep.
Said he just wanted
to shut him up,
but he almost killed him.
That's why they took
Frank's belt away?
Yeah, and Frank drew two
years for attempted murder.
Now he's pushing
his brother Bart
to become the next champion.
Quit goofing around,
Bart. Take him out.
Take him out!
One, two, three.
Students, I would
like to introduce you
to Joey Prado,
the world kickboxing champion,
and also a graduate of our
Kick Drugs program here.
I remember when I
was first starting out,
I was quite a handful.
Mr. Walker and his instructors,
they never gave up on me.
With focus and
discipline and hard work,
you guys can do anything
that you want to in life.
Uh, question?
Sir, do you sign autographs?
Um, sure. You, uh, want one?
Yes, sir.
No problem. Anybody else?
Yeah. BOY 2: All right.
Me.
Okay, well, is
it okay to, uh...?
Of course, yes.
All right, kids, form a line.
Let's form a line.
What's your name? Simon, sir.
Simon? Joey.
Hi.
One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
All right, baby.
You're out!
You're nothing, Prado!
You're a fake and I'm
gonna prove it when we fight!
Mr. Valen, you get
back to your seat.
Get off of me!
Get off of me, get off of me.
What's the matter
with you, Joey?
You can't let Bart
Valen get to you like that.
I know, Gino. I know.
You know better.
You're nothing!
Hey, shut up!
One fight at a time, Joey.
One fight at a time.
Got that? Good.
You're nothing, Prado!
One, two, three, four, five...
Try that with me.
Throw me in the ring.
Throw a real pro
in the ring, huh?
Ten, you're out.
One, two, three,
four, five, six, seven,
eight, nine...
You're mine, Prado.
I'm coming for you.
You gotta fight me now.
Yeah!
Bart, let's have a prediction.
What about a prediction?
You want a prediction?
I'll give you a prediction.
This fight won't
go the distance.
Neither will Prado.
Joey?
We don't make predictions.
Come on, Gino.
Let the champ give
us a quote, will you?
I'll give him a quote.
Um, we don't make predictions.
So how you gonna
win the fight, Bart?
With my fists and my feet.
And what about you, Joey?
With my head.
Yeah, well, it's
tough using your head
when my little brother has
kicked it off your shoulders.
Joey, you looked shaky
in your last title defense,
like you lost a step.
Joey hasn't lost a thing.
Can't lose what you don't got.
Like guts, and class,
and the heart of a champion.
My little brother's got it all.
Except the title.
I think that still
belongs to me.
Of course, you can't expect
a whole lot of class
from a kid whose mama
didn't know his daddy.
I'm gonna shut your
mouth right now...!
Hey, hey, hey.
I'm sick of their crap.
I wasn't expecting a fight.
Never know what you're
gonna get with this psychopath...
Save it for the ring.
All right, all right.
You know, we got no say
about how we
come into this world,
but when we get a little older,
you can choose
any family you want.
You're doing pretty
damn good, Joey.
You got a lot of good
people in your corner.
Come on, don't let
the Valens get to you.
That's what they want.
This is just another fight.
This is not just another fight.
This one's personal.
No, no. It's never personal!
I really don't wanna talk
about this right now, okay?
I've had it!
Stop telling me what to do.
Hey, what are you doing in here?
Hey, Gino.
That's Joey's bag.
Is that Joey's bag?
I just saw it sitting here.
I was checking to
see who it belonged to.
Yeah, well, there better not
be nothing missing out of here.
What did you do?
He's dead, Frank.
Yeah, well, I
hated that old man.
Let's get out of here.
Come on.
Let's get out of here.
Hey, Gino.
I'm sorry, man.
Gino?
Gino! Oh, my God.
Oh, my God, Gino.
Hold on.
Gino, no, no. Hold on, hold on.
Hold on, hold on.
We got into a beef, you know?
I couldn't leave it like that.
You know, I never
could with Gino,
so I came in here
to apologize to him.
He was just lying on the ground.
Excuse me.
He's dead, Walker.
What did you argue about?
I lost my cool at the
press conference.
Gino was pretty steamed.
I can't blame him, you know?
Who did this, Walker?
Who could've done this to him?
I don't know, Joey,
but I'm gonna find out.
Excuse me, Mr. Prado.
Can you explain this?
What is it?
Looks like crystal methedrine.
I just found it in your bag.
Well, it's not mine.
Wait a minute. I don't do drugs.
You can test me right now.
Ask Walker.
Ask him.
He's right, Sal.
Can I talk to you for a minute?
I know this kid, Sal.
He doesn't do drugs.
That may be,
but he blew up at the
press conference today.
We've got witnesses
who say they argued.
The last thing
they heard him say
was he didn't wanna
talk about something.
That doesn't mean
he killed Gino.
Look, Walker,
don't get me wrong.
I'm a Joey Prado fan too,
but you gotta
consider the possibility.
What if Gino finds the drugs?
He gets in Joey's face,
Joey flips out like
he did this afternoon,
pops the old guy.
Doesn't mean to hurt him,
but now the man is dead.
Whoever killed Gino
broke his neck with
a single blow, Walker.
You gonna arrest him?
No.
Not yet.
He was a man of the people.
A man whose gift was
to see the gift in others.
He will be missed by all.
Thank you for coming.
We'll serve refreshments
at the Hill Street
Baptist Church.
Yeah, let's go.
The Valens have
a pretty airtight alibi.
There's four people
that'll swear they saw them
playing poker at the
Royal Palm Inn last night.
Okay, right.
Think he'll be happy here?
You picked a great spot.
If I ever get my hands on
who killed him, I swear...
You let me worry
about that, Joey.
You've gotta
concentrate on the fight.
I don't even care.
Now that he's gone
it doesn't even matter.
Gino wouldn't wanna hear that.
He wouldn't want you to give up.
Now that he's gone,
who's gonna train me?
I will.
You coming?
No.
This is a big
waste of time, man.
Prado's head is so messed
up I could take him in my sleep.
Yeah, well, nobody's
saying you can't.
What the hell are
we doing here, huh?
Insurance, little brother.
You wanted me to manage you,
you gotta let me manage you.
Now, let's go.
I'm tired of your whining.
I'm tired of your act.
Yeah, what do you want?
I'm here to see Devlin.
He ain't here.
Just tell him
Frank Valen's here.
Well, you're just gonna have to
make an appointment, tough guy.
Oh, I did.
Oh, is that right? Yeah.
Yeah, it's right
here on my shoe.
Yeah, right.
Yeah, you're right.
Took you long enough.
Ah-ah. Right there, fellas.
Frank.
Bart.
What the hell are you
two guys doing in here
busting up my place?
We need to talk, Devlin.
Put the gun away.
Talk?
You ever hear of
using the telephone?
Y'all wanna buy another load?
You just got enough for an army.
Nope.
I got a deal for you.
How'd you like to
make ten grand?
Talk to me.
Here's what we want you to do.
I want you to take this,
and I want you to go over
to Joey Prado's apartment
and I want you to leave it
in a convenient place.
Then I want you
to call the police
and I want you to tell them
where that might be.
And then you'll have your money.
You cats really
wanna win this fight.
All right, I got you a team
running down every
meth dealer in Dallas.
Who's on it?
Dobbs and Beaton.
Good.
What about Kingston?
He's legit. Anything else?
Well, your big
fix theory's a bust
because there's no
serious money on Valen.
I figured as much.
And I'm not saying he's a saint,
but Mother Teresa's got
more enemies than Gino.
Well, I'm sure the
Valens are involved.
All we have to do is find
out who sold them the drugs,
then we can prove it.
So you're really
getting in there, huh?
Yeah. Why?
Nothing.
Just, um, knock yourself out.
Come on.
You're history, Jake.
It's payback time.
Real hard, and real slow.
This dialog is crap, man,
all right? I would never
say any of this stuff!
All right, hold on, hold on.
Just a minute.
We're gonna be in Singapore
three weeks before
shooting starts.
That'll give us plenty of time
to make it all yours.
There you go.
Sounds good to me.
This whole script
needs a rewrite, man.
He hasn't even won the title yet
and he's already
making script changes.
Ah, don't you worry.
He'll win.
I've got a quarter of a
mil in this picture, Frank.
I don't need the grief.
Yeah, but you do
need my little brother.
Just keep him in line, okay?
No problem, Mr. Kingston.
All right.
Well, how do you like it?
Like it?
I love it.
That's it. Come on.
Come on, Joey.
Come on, put
some energy into it.
Yep.
Come on, again. Come on.
Cover up. Cover up, Joey.
Joey,
after you throw it,
bring your hands up.
I know. I'm trying, Walker.
That's it. Here we go.
Kick. Now again. Round.
Round.
Round.
Hold it.
What is it, Joey?
You're not concentrating.
I keep seeing Gino dead there,
lying on the floor.
Look, Joey.
Gino's death was
a terrible tragedy,
but Gino would be
the first one to tell you
that you've got to
focus on the future,
not the past.
Now, if you're
gonna lose this fight
because your heart's not in it,
then all of Gino's training
has gone for naught.
Are you gonna let that happen?
No.
Well, good. Let's
get to it then.
Come on, now. Yes, sir.
All right. Go! That's
it. There you go.
That's what I wanna see.
Yeah. Yeah, that's it.
Come on. Good.
That's it. Hit it.
Come on, hit it. That's it.
Come on. Right. Walker?
Excuse me.
What is it, Sal?
I'm sorry about this, Walker.
Joey.
I'm afraid I'm gonna have
to place you under arrest.
What?
Why?
Possession of a
controlled substance
with intent to sell.
We found 3 ounces
at his apartment.
That's crazy. W...?
Who told you it was there?
Anonymous tip.
Cuff him.
Judge Frost won't budge.
Alex, come on.
A million dollars?
He's high-profile,
and the judge is
up for reelection.
Joey's just gonna have to wait
for his day in court.
Okay, then.
I'll put my ranch
up for collateral.
I'm sure they would accept
your ranch as collateral,
but that's gonna take time.
Well, time we don't have.
You really believe
in this kid, don't you?
I've known Joey since
he was 12 years old.
Everything he has,
he made for himself.
No father, no handouts, nothing.
Alex Cahill.
Really? When?
Okay, thank you.
Joey's been released.
Who made his bail?
Mr. Kingston?
Yeah?
I'm Ranger Walker.
Why did you put up
Joey Prado's bail?
Are you kidding?
I've got a lot riding on this.
No fight, no champ, no movie.
Look, Mr., um...
Agent Walker, uh,
just make sure he
shows up to the arena,
okay?
Hey, Walker.
Man, your meth dealers
are like weeds, man.
Pull one off the street, three
more pop up in his place.
Yeah, I know.
Will you keep on it?
Yeah, sure. Where you going?
To rattle a cage.
All right, now,
stay focused, Bart.
All right, Joe, you're up.
Get in there.
It's a good thing they're paying
me a hundred bucks for this.
You think you got away with it,
don't you, Frank?
Walker?
Aren't you in the wrong camp?
Oh, I just stopped by
to let you know that I know
what you did to Gino.
Oh, yeah?
Yep, and I'm gonna
find the dealer
that sold you the drugs
that you planted in Joey's bag.
Well, if I'm so guilty,
why don't you just
arrest me now?
I will, just as soon
as I can prove it.
Maybe you'd better
prove something else.
Like how are you
gonna get out of here.
Like that.
What is it, Joey?
I miss him, Walker.
He's the only father I ever had.
Yeah, I know.
I know.
I'm trying.
Yeah?
It's Valen.
Hey, Frankie, how you are?
Look, I need you
to leave town now.
Just until the fight's over.
Whoa, whoa, hold
the phone, Frank.
Nobody said anything
about leaving town.
I ain't going anywhere.
I am doing you a favor, Devlin.
There's a Ranger
looking for you.
Yeah, well, I don't do favors.
You want me to leave town,
it's gonna cost you
more than ten grand.
All right, just be at
the airport at 6:30.
I'll send over a care package.
You're too good to me, Frank.
Just be there.
Hey, Gino.
It's me, Joey.
I hope you don't mind,
but I needed to talk to you.
See, um,
Walker's been training
me for my fight with Bart
and things aren't going so good.
He says I'm not focused
and my heart's not in it.
He's right.
It's all my fault.
It's all my fault.
If I hadn't yelled at you,
if I hadn't have lost
my temper at the gym,
if I had been there with you,
this wouldn't have happened.
I'm sorry, man.
I'm sorry, Gino.
Here you go.
You know what to do. You got it.
Hey, there they are.
Hi.
Hey, Joey.
Hey.
Hi, Joey.
Hi, kids.
Hey, Mr. Walker.
Hey, Mr. Prado.
How are you, Simon?
Fine.
We wanted to let you know
that what they're
saying in the papers,
we don't believe it.
Not even for a minute.
Yeah.
Hey, I appreciate that.
You guys wanna
come in, see the fight?
You mean it? Sure.
Yeah, come on. Great.
There's eight of us.
They're with us, no problem.
Come on in.
All right, heads up, everybody.
Wait for the handoff,
then move in.
You got the cash, Meggett?
I don't want you to worry, Sal.
I hear crow tastes
a lot like chicken.
I'm glad I was wrong, Trivette.
Let's get him.
Hold it right there!
Going somewhere, Devlin?
Hold it!
Turn around.
Man, what you got?
To the center of the ring.
Fight.
I don't know, Gino.
It's just not the same.
Don't know if I can win
without you in my corner.
One, two, three...
Okay, my friend, we're
booked to Singapore,
first class.
Hope you don't mind.
God, I love this business.
It only gets better.
Look at those numbers.
Yep. Let's go.
You're number one!
Now, from the
world-famous Sportatorium
here in downtown Dallas, Texas,
the Global Kickboxing Group
is proud to bring
you this main event:
The Kickboxing
Championship of the World.
Introducing first,
from Scranton, Pennsylvania,
out of the red corner,
he weighs in at 166 pounds.
His record stands at 23 wins,
19 by knockout.
Bart "The Destroyer" Valen.
Get out of here!
You're a bum!
And his opponent,
defending his title
for an unprecedented
tenth time, he weighs
in at 161 pounds.
His record stands at 28 wins,
24 by knockout.
It gives me pleasure to present
the world kickboxing champion,
Dallas, Texas' native
son, Joey Prado.
All right, fighters in.
Let's go.
All right, I've already
given you your instructions.
Any questions? All
right, I want a clean fight.
When I say break, break.
Touch gloves and good luck.
Valen, you're a bum!
Get him, Joey.
Hit him!
Yeah.
You okay?
Focus, Bart.
Come on, Bart, come on.
Let me see your eyes.
Fight!
You all right?
Let me see them.
Prado's up at the count of three
but he just can't
seem to get going.
Valen's taking the
fight to him now.
Left, right, cobble.
Roundhouse kick to Prado's head.
Oh, he staggered
him with that one.
Come on, Joey!
Come on, come on.
Take him out, Bart.
Whoa!
Get up!
Get up. Come on.
Come on, fight me, come on!
Come on, get up, chump!
Seven, eight.
And Prado's saved by the bell.
Valen's power just seems
to be too much for the champ.
Joey's heart just isn't in it.
Joey.
Star time, baby.
Hey, get out of the way, man.
Gotta start moving your feet!
Look, Joey, if you
don't wanna fight,
let's throw in the towel.
No.
No.
I can take him. I can take him.
Finish him off, all right?
Get in there. No.
I'm gonna hurt him first.
No, you quit playing out there.
Finish him up and
finish him off now.
You understand me?
Let's go.
You can do it, Joey.
One fight at a time, Joey.
One fight at a time.
Frank's meth dealer
rolled over on him.
We've got enough to
prosecute Frank and Bart
for the murder of Gino.
What?
Don't arrest them
till the fight's over.
Go, Joey!
Joey.
Joey, come on!
Hey! Go, Joey!
Joey! Joey!
Stay here.
For you, Gino.
Yeah!
One, two, three, four, five...
You're under arrest, Frank.
I wish you luck, Walker.
One, two, three, four... Fight!
Come on.
Come on, Walker.
Like I said, Frank.
You're under arrest.
Yeah!
One, two... Get up! Get up!
Get up, get on your feet!
Eight, nine, ten. You're out!
Yeah!
Joey! Joey!
Joey! Joey!
Joey! Joey!
Joey! Joey! Joey!
♪ '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 ♪
Get in there and finish him off.
You're a hot dog!
He's a hot dog.
Yeah, but he's good.
Get back. Come on, get up.
Fight!
Waste him.
Waste him.
One, two... You're out.
Get out of the ring!
At one minute,
15 seconds into the fifth round,
your winner by knockout,
Bart "The Destroyer" Valen.
Hey, Prado. I'm
coming for you, man.
You're a joke and I can
prove it. Come on, take me on.
When you've earned it.
Come on. Focus, Joey. Focus.
Let's go. Let's go.
I'm coming for you, Prado.
I'm coming for you, baby!
Ladies and gentlemen,
it's time your main event.
He's defending his title
for the eighth time.
Introducing
Dallas' favorite son,
the World Kickboxing
Champion, Joey Prado!
Hey!
Boy, I'll tell you, that Prado
was a walking cactus
Cordell first got ahold of him.
That old boy came
out of a broken home,
and I mean, Cordell put him
on the straight and narrow.
That boy is living proof
that Cordell's Kick Drugs works.
Hey!
You see that? You see
how he's drawing him out?
He's making him
make a mistake, right?
Yeah, Joey's a smart fighter.
Watch your pace, Joey.
Don't get ahead of yourself.
Let him do the work.
He's getting tired. Got it?
Yes, sir.
Okay, go get him.
You're out!
See what I'm telling you?
Hey, come on, Joey.
Talk to him, Gino.
Tell him what I'm offering here.
He knows what you're offering.
Look.
You read the script.
I read it.
And?
Okay, look.
Nobody's calling it art,
but it could take
you right to the top.
Too much sex and violence.
It's just like all your
other movies, Kingston.
Look, kid, you
were great tonight,
but nobody's champion forever.
And I've gotta believe
that a picture like this
pays a lot more than kickboxing.
Look.
Someday I might
like to do a movie,
but it probably won't
be one of yours.
Thanks anyway.
Okay.
All right.
Do you think you're the
only kickboxer in the world?
And now, the winner
and still world
champion, Joey Prado.
Yeah, Joey!
All right!
Thank you, C.D.,
but the credit goes to
these gentlemen right here.
Gino, for getting me
through another one.
Walker, for getting me started.
He ain't no champ.
He's a chump.
I want you, Prado, huh?
Any time, any
place, you name it.
I will be there.
Like I told you, Bart,
when you earned it.
You didn't.
They took my belt, remember?
Railroaded me.
That's the reason you're champ.
Now my little brother's
gonna whip your butt.
That's right.
Come on. Fight me now. Be cool.
Huh? Fight me now, punk.
Come on, outside. Right now!
Come on, fellas. Simmer down.
You don't wanna follow in
your brother's footsteps, son.
Keep your fat mouth
out of this, old man.
This is a private party, Valen.
You and your brother go
celebrate somewhere else.
Let's go.
You're mine.
Let's go. Let's go. You're dead.
We're out of here. Come on.
See you in the ring, pal.
Boy, that was fun.
♪ 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 ♪
Well, there's no
getting around it.
You gonna be fighting
him sooner or later.
Bart's coming down the
track like a locomotive.
Good.
Get the chance
to shut his mouth.
What did Frank Valen
mean by railroaded?
Frank Valen was the
world champion before Joey.
Thanks to steroids.
What steroids?
Well, the association
could never prove it,
but a sports reporter
started investigating Frank
and found out that
he was using steroids.
Frank blew his stack,
showed up on the
reporter's doorstep.
Said he just wanted
to shut him up,
but he almost killed him.
That's why they took
Frank's belt away?
Yeah, and Frank drew two
years for attempted murder.
Now he's pushing
his brother Bart
to become the next champion.
Quit goofing around,
Bart. Take him out.
Take him out!
One, two, three.
Students, I would
like to introduce you
to Joey Prado,
the world kickboxing champion,
and also a graduate of our
Kick Drugs program here.
I remember when I
was first starting out,
I was quite a handful.
Mr. Walker and his instructors,
they never gave up on me.
With focus and
discipline and hard work,
you guys can do anything
that you want to in life.
Uh, question?
Sir, do you sign autographs?
Um, sure. You, uh, want one?
Yes, sir.
No problem. Anybody else?
Yeah. BOY 2: All right.
Me.
Okay, well, is
it okay to, uh...?
Of course, yes.
All right, kids, form a line.
Let's form a line.
What's your name? Simon, sir.
Simon? Joey.
Hi.
One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten.
All right, baby.
You're out!
You're nothing, Prado!
You're a fake and I'm
gonna prove it when we fight!
Mr. Valen, you get
back to your seat.
Get off of me!
Get off of me, get off of me.
What's the matter
with you, Joey?
You can't let Bart
Valen get to you like that.
I know, Gino. I know.
You know better.
You're nothing!
Hey, shut up!
One fight at a time, Joey.
One fight at a time.
Got that? Good.
You're nothing, Prado!
One, two, three, four, five...
Try that with me.
Throw me in the ring.
Throw a real pro
in the ring, huh?
Ten, you're out.
One, two, three,
four, five, six, seven,
eight, nine...
You're mine, Prado.
I'm coming for you.
You gotta fight me now.
Yeah!
Bart, let's have a prediction.
What about a prediction?
You want a prediction?
I'll give you a prediction.
This fight won't
go the distance.
Neither will Prado.
Joey?
We don't make predictions.
Come on, Gino.
Let the champ give
us a quote, will you?
I'll give him a quote.
Um, we don't make predictions.
So how you gonna
win the fight, Bart?
With my fists and my feet.
And what about you, Joey?
With my head.
Yeah, well, it's
tough using your head
when my little brother has
kicked it off your shoulders.
Joey, you looked shaky
in your last title defense,
like you lost a step.
Joey hasn't lost a thing.
Can't lose what you don't got.
Like guts, and class,
and the heart of a champion.
My little brother's got it all.
Except the title.
I think that still
belongs to me.
Of course, you can't expect
a whole lot of class
from a kid whose mama
didn't know his daddy.
I'm gonna shut your
mouth right now...!
Hey, hey, hey.
I'm sick of their crap.
I wasn't expecting a fight.
Never know what you're
gonna get with this psychopath...
Save it for the ring.
All right, all right.
You know, we got no say
about how we
come into this world,
but when we get a little older,
you can choose
any family you want.
You're doing pretty
damn good, Joey.
You got a lot of good
people in your corner.
Come on, don't let
the Valens get to you.
That's what they want.
This is just another fight.
This is not just another fight.
This one's personal.
No, no. It's never personal!
I really don't wanna talk
about this right now, okay?
I've had it!
Stop telling me what to do.
Hey, what are you doing in here?
Hey, Gino.
That's Joey's bag.
Is that Joey's bag?
I just saw it sitting here.
I was checking to
see who it belonged to.
Yeah, well, there better not
be nothing missing out of here.
What did you do?
He's dead, Frank.
Yeah, well, I
hated that old man.
Let's get out of here.
Come on.
Let's get out of here.
Hey, Gino.
I'm sorry, man.
Gino?
Gino! Oh, my God.
Oh, my God, Gino.
Hold on.
Gino, no, no. Hold on, hold on.
Hold on, hold on.
We got into a beef, you know?
I couldn't leave it like that.
You know, I never
could with Gino,
so I came in here
to apologize to him.
He was just lying on the ground.
Excuse me.
He's dead, Walker.
What did you argue about?
I lost my cool at the
press conference.
Gino was pretty steamed.
I can't blame him, you know?
Who did this, Walker?
Who could've done this to him?
I don't know, Joey,
but I'm gonna find out.
Excuse me, Mr. Prado.
Can you explain this?
What is it?
Looks like crystal methedrine.
I just found it in your bag.
Well, it's not mine.
Wait a minute. I don't do drugs.
You can test me right now.
Ask Walker.
Ask him.
He's right, Sal.
Can I talk to you for a minute?
I know this kid, Sal.
He doesn't do drugs.
That may be,
but he blew up at the
press conference today.
We've got witnesses
who say they argued.
The last thing
they heard him say
was he didn't wanna
talk about something.
That doesn't mean
he killed Gino.
Look, Walker,
don't get me wrong.
I'm a Joey Prado fan too,
but you gotta
consider the possibility.
What if Gino finds the drugs?
He gets in Joey's face,
Joey flips out like
he did this afternoon,
pops the old guy.
Doesn't mean to hurt him,
but now the man is dead.
Whoever killed Gino
broke his neck with
a single blow, Walker.
You gonna arrest him?
No.
Not yet.
He was a man of the people.
A man whose gift was
to see the gift in others.
He will be missed by all.
Thank you for coming.
We'll serve refreshments
at the Hill Street
Baptist Church.
Yeah, let's go.
The Valens have
a pretty airtight alibi.
There's four people
that'll swear they saw them
playing poker at the
Royal Palm Inn last night.
Okay, right.
Think he'll be happy here?
You picked a great spot.
If I ever get my hands on
who killed him, I swear...
You let me worry
about that, Joey.
You've gotta
concentrate on the fight.
I don't even care.
Now that he's gone
it doesn't even matter.
Gino wouldn't wanna hear that.
He wouldn't want you to give up.
Now that he's gone,
who's gonna train me?
I will.
You coming?
No.
This is a big
waste of time, man.
Prado's head is so messed
up I could take him in my sleep.
Yeah, well, nobody's
saying you can't.
What the hell are
we doing here, huh?
Insurance, little brother.
You wanted me to manage you,
you gotta let me manage you.
Now, let's go.
I'm tired of your whining.
I'm tired of your act.
Yeah, what do you want?
I'm here to see Devlin.
He ain't here.
Just tell him
Frank Valen's here.
Well, you're just gonna have to
make an appointment, tough guy.
Oh, I did.
Oh, is that right? Yeah.
Yeah, it's right
here on my shoe.
Yeah, right.
Yeah, you're right.
Took you long enough.
Ah-ah. Right there, fellas.
Frank.
Bart.
What the hell are you
two guys doing in here
busting up my place?
We need to talk, Devlin.
Put the gun away.
Talk?
You ever hear of
using the telephone?
Y'all wanna buy another load?
You just got enough for an army.
Nope.
I got a deal for you.
How'd you like to
make ten grand?
Talk to me.
Here's what we want you to do.
I want you to take this,
and I want you to go over
to Joey Prado's apartment
and I want you to leave it
in a convenient place.
Then I want you
to call the police
and I want you to tell them
where that might be.
And then you'll have your money.
You cats really
wanna win this fight.
All right, I got you a team
running down every
meth dealer in Dallas.
Who's on it?
Dobbs and Beaton.
Good.
What about Kingston?
He's legit. Anything else?
Well, your big
fix theory's a bust
because there's no
serious money on Valen.
I figured as much.
And I'm not saying he's a saint,
but Mother Teresa's got
more enemies than Gino.
Well, I'm sure the
Valens are involved.
All we have to do is find
out who sold them the drugs,
then we can prove it.
So you're really
getting in there, huh?
Yeah. Why?
Nothing.
Just, um, knock yourself out.
Come on.
You're history, Jake.
It's payback time.
Real hard, and real slow.
This dialog is crap, man,
all right? I would never
say any of this stuff!
All right, hold on, hold on.
Just a minute.
We're gonna be in Singapore
three weeks before
shooting starts.
That'll give us plenty of time
to make it all yours.
There you go.
Sounds good to me.
This whole script
needs a rewrite, man.
He hasn't even won the title yet
and he's already
making script changes.
Ah, don't you worry.
He'll win.
I've got a quarter of a
mil in this picture, Frank.
I don't need the grief.
Yeah, but you do
need my little brother.
Just keep him in line, okay?
No problem, Mr. Kingston.
All right.
Well, how do you like it?
Like it?
I love it.
That's it. Come on.
Come on, Joey.
Come on, put
some energy into it.
Yep.
Come on, again. Come on.
Cover up. Cover up, Joey.
Joey,
after you throw it,
bring your hands up.
I know. I'm trying, Walker.
That's it. Here we go.
Kick. Now again. Round.
Round.
Round.
Hold it.
What is it, Joey?
You're not concentrating.
I keep seeing Gino dead there,
lying on the floor.
Look, Joey.
Gino's death was
a terrible tragedy,
but Gino would be
the first one to tell you
that you've got to
focus on the future,
not the past.
Now, if you're
gonna lose this fight
because your heart's not in it,
then all of Gino's training
has gone for naught.
Are you gonna let that happen?
No.
Well, good. Let's
get to it then.
Come on, now. Yes, sir.
All right. Go! That's
it. There you go.
That's what I wanna see.
Yeah. Yeah, that's it.
Come on. Good.
That's it. Hit it.
Come on, hit it. That's it.
Come on. Right. Walker?
Excuse me.
What is it, Sal?
I'm sorry about this, Walker.
Joey.
I'm afraid I'm gonna have
to place you under arrest.
What?
Why?
Possession of a
controlled substance
with intent to sell.
We found 3 ounces
at his apartment.
That's crazy. W...?
Who told you it was there?
Anonymous tip.
Cuff him.
Judge Frost won't budge.
Alex, come on.
A million dollars?
He's high-profile,
and the judge is
up for reelection.
Joey's just gonna have to wait
for his day in court.
Okay, then.
I'll put my ranch
up for collateral.
I'm sure they would accept
your ranch as collateral,
but that's gonna take time.
Well, time we don't have.
You really believe
in this kid, don't you?
I've known Joey since
he was 12 years old.
Everything he has,
he made for himself.
No father, no handouts, nothing.
Alex Cahill.
Really? When?
Okay, thank you.
Joey's been released.
Who made his bail?
Mr. Kingston?
Yeah?
I'm Ranger Walker.
Why did you put up
Joey Prado's bail?
Are you kidding?
I've got a lot riding on this.
No fight, no champ, no movie.
Look, Mr., um...
Agent Walker, uh,
just make sure he
shows up to the arena,
okay?
Hey, Walker.
Man, your meth dealers
are like weeds, man.
Pull one off the street, three
more pop up in his place.
Yeah, I know.
Will you keep on it?
Yeah, sure. Where you going?
To rattle a cage.
All right, now,
stay focused, Bart.
All right, Joe, you're up.
Get in there.
It's a good thing they're paying
me a hundred bucks for this.
You think you got away with it,
don't you, Frank?
Walker?
Aren't you in the wrong camp?
Oh, I just stopped by
to let you know that I know
what you did to Gino.
Oh, yeah?
Yep, and I'm gonna
find the dealer
that sold you the drugs
that you planted in Joey's bag.
Well, if I'm so guilty,
why don't you just
arrest me now?
I will, just as soon
as I can prove it.
Maybe you'd better
prove something else.
Like how are you
gonna get out of here.
Like that.
What is it, Joey?
I miss him, Walker.
He's the only father I ever had.
Yeah, I know.
I know.
I'm trying.
Yeah?
It's Valen.
Hey, Frankie, how you are?
Look, I need you
to leave town now.
Just until the fight's over.
Whoa, whoa, hold
the phone, Frank.
Nobody said anything
about leaving town.
I ain't going anywhere.
I am doing you a favor, Devlin.
There's a Ranger
looking for you.
Yeah, well, I don't do favors.
You want me to leave town,
it's gonna cost you
more than ten grand.
All right, just be at
the airport at 6:30.
I'll send over a care package.
You're too good to me, Frank.
Just be there.
Hey, Gino.
It's me, Joey.
I hope you don't mind,
but I needed to talk to you.
See, um,
Walker's been training
me for my fight with Bart
and things aren't going so good.
He says I'm not focused
and my heart's not in it.
He's right.
It's all my fault.
It's all my fault.
If I hadn't yelled at you,
if I hadn't have lost
my temper at the gym,
if I had been there with you,
this wouldn't have happened.
I'm sorry, man.
I'm sorry, Gino.
Here you go.
You know what to do. You got it.
Hey, there they are.
Hi.
Hey, Joey.
Hey.
Hi, Joey.
Hi, kids.
Hey, Mr. Walker.
Hey, Mr. Prado.
How are you, Simon?
Fine.
We wanted to let you know
that what they're
saying in the papers,
we don't believe it.
Not even for a minute.
Yeah.
Hey, I appreciate that.
You guys wanna
come in, see the fight?
You mean it? Sure.
Yeah, come on. Great.
There's eight of us.
They're with us, no problem.
Come on in.
All right, heads up, everybody.
Wait for the handoff,
then move in.
You got the cash, Meggett?
I don't want you to worry, Sal.
I hear crow tastes
a lot like chicken.
I'm glad I was wrong, Trivette.
Let's get him.
Hold it right there!
Going somewhere, Devlin?
Hold it!
Turn around.
Man, what you got?
To the center of the ring.
Fight.
I don't know, Gino.
It's just not the same.
Don't know if I can win
without you in my corner.
One, two, three...
Okay, my friend, we're
booked to Singapore,
first class.
Hope you don't mind.
God, I love this business.
It only gets better.
Look at those numbers.
Yep. Let's go.
You're number one!
Now, from the
world-famous Sportatorium
here in downtown Dallas, Texas,
the Global Kickboxing Group
is proud to bring
you this main event:
The Kickboxing
Championship of the World.
Introducing first,
from Scranton, Pennsylvania,
out of the red corner,
he weighs in at 166 pounds.
His record stands at 23 wins,
19 by knockout.
Bart "The Destroyer" Valen.
Get out of here!
You're a bum!
And his opponent,
defending his title
for an unprecedented
tenth time, he weighs
in at 161 pounds.
His record stands at 28 wins,
24 by knockout.
It gives me pleasure to present
the world kickboxing champion,
Dallas, Texas' native
son, Joey Prado.
All right, fighters in.
Let's go.
All right, I've already
given you your instructions.
Any questions? All
right, I want a clean fight.
When I say break, break.
Touch gloves and good luck.
Valen, you're a bum!
Get him, Joey.
Hit him!
Yeah.
You okay?
Focus, Bart.
Come on, Bart, come on.
Let me see your eyes.
Fight!
You all right?
Let me see them.
Prado's up at the count of three
but he just can't
seem to get going.
Valen's taking the
fight to him now.
Left, right, cobble.
Roundhouse kick to Prado's head.
Oh, he staggered
him with that one.
Come on, Joey!
Come on, come on.
Take him out, Bart.
Whoa!
Get up!
Get up. Come on.
Come on, fight me, come on!
Come on, get up, chump!
Seven, eight.
And Prado's saved by the bell.
Valen's power just seems
to be too much for the champ.
Joey's heart just isn't in it.
Joey.
Star time, baby.
Hey, get out of the way, man.
Gotta start moving your feet!
Look, Joey, if you
don't wanna fight,
let's throw in the towel.
No.
No.
I can take him. I can take him.
Finish him off, all right?
Get in there. No.
I'm gonna hurt him first.
No, you quit playing out there.
Finish him up and
finish him off now.
You understand me?
Let's go.
You can do it, Joey.
One fight at a time, Joey.
One fight at a time.
Frank's meth dealer
rolled over on him.
We've got enough to
prosecute Frank and Bart
for the murder of Gino.
What?
Don't arrest them
till the fight's over.
Go, Joey!
Joey.
Joey, come on!
Hey! Go, Joey!
Joey! Joey!
Stay here.
For you, Gino.
Yeah!
One, two, three, four, five...
You're under arrest, Frank.
I wish you luck, Walker.
One, two, three, four... Fight!
Come on.
Come on, Walker.
Like I said, Frank.
You're under arrest.
Yeah!
One, two... Get up! Get up!
Get up, get on your feet!
Eight, nine, ten. You're out!
Yeah!
Joey! Joey!
Joey! Joey!
Joey! Joey!
Joey! Joey! Joey!
♪ '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 ♪