Walker, Texas Ranger (1993–2001): Season 5, Episode 20 - Trial of LaRue - full transcript
(light rock action
theme playing)
ALEX: And since Mr. Rebotco
has no current address,
nor any family ties in
Dallas, he is a flight risk.
We ask that bail be denied.
JUDGE: I agree
with you, Miss Cahill.
You are charged
with armed robbery,
two counts of aggravated assault
and resisting arrest,
wherein you wounded
a Texas Ranger.
Motion for bail is denied.
You are remanded to county
jail where you'll be held there
until the 6th of next month,
when you will stand
trial in Division 40.
Next case.
(crowd murmuring)
GUARD: This way.
I should've killed you
when I had the chance.
Come on. Couldn't
do it. Okay. Let's go.
GUARD: Chester. Over here.
Way to go, counselor.
Your statement did the trick.
Difficult to refute
empirical evidence.
Have you heard from Walker?
Yeah, just this afternoon.
He's after the Babbich boys.
Got a line on them
in Waxahachie.
( action theme playing)
(screaming)
(grunting)
Let's go.
TRIVETTE: Ready to go?
No.
There's something I gotta see.
For my own peace of mind.
What's that?
(man grunts)
( dramatic theme playing)
(laughs)
Victor LaRue.
(grunts)
TRIVETTE: I thought
he was in Loveless Prison
for the Criminally Insane.
He is.
Today is his
hearing to determine
whether he's mentally
competent to stand trial.
Come on. (laughing)
(laughing)
(grunting)
(sobbing)
(whispers): I love you...
(mouths words indistinctly)
Come on.
(laughing)
You sure you
wanna stay for this?
I have to.
I have to see that
he's put away for good.
My own rooting section. How
thoughtful of you, Alexandra.
You heard him.
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
(high voice): Help me.
Help me.
( 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 ♪
( dramatic theme playing)
The question is not
whether Victor LaRue
is criminally
insane, Your Honor.
Because he most certainly is.
The question is why.
It began when he
was 3 years old.
His father locked him
in a closet for a year.
He only opened the door to whip
Victor and feed him dog bones.
Now, who wouldn't
grow up maladjusted
with a beginning like that?
JUDGE: "Maladjusted"
doesn't even scratch
the surface, Mr. Rothbart.
ROTHBART: I'm glad you
see my point, Your Honor.
Yes, he's done many
vile and hideous things.
And he freely
admits killing 11 men.
But I submit that he is not
responsible for his actions.
What's he mean, not responsible?
I enjoyed every minute of it.
Tell her, Irving. Tell her
about my dear mother.
God, I loved Mommy.
Tell you again. (laughs)
JUDGE: Control your
client, Mr. Rothbart.
Alex, are you sure
you wanna stay for this?
Yes. You go ahead. I'll be fine.
ROTHBART: Can't
know right from wrong...
TRIVETTE: All right, I'm,
uh, gonna check up on Walker.
You okay?
Yeah, I'm okay. Thanks.
That's right. Right. I mean,
if it wasn't meant to be,
then, uh, h-how
could, uh, it happen?
That's a n-nice robe.
Can I try that on, please?
Mr. LaRue.
ROTHBART: To sum up,
not believing in the
concept of wrong,
Victor LaRue is not mentally
competent to stand trial.
Thank you, Your Honor.
JUDGE: The court
calls Dr. Austin Bell.
Dr. Bell. Hello, Dr. Bell.
Dr. Bell, you've
had an opportunity
to conduct your psychological
evaluation of the prisoner?
I have, Your Honor.
Please proceed.
I've interviewed
Mr. LaRue ten times.
Tell them about
your mother, Dr. Bell.
Hi, Lucy, this is Trivette.
Have you seen Walker today?
LUCY: Not today. You
want me to track him down?
No, thanks.
Dispatch, this is Trivette.
Patch me through
to Walker, please.
WOMAN (on CB): Walker,
do you copy? Come in, Walker.
Walker, are you
there? This is Dispatch.
Walker, pick up.
( action theme playing)
There's no doubt in my mind
that LaRue is criminally psychotic.
He displays all the
classic symptoms
of delusions of grandeur, to
a complete lack of remorse.
(gasps)
LaRUE (on phone): I got her.
Aagh! (grunts)
You're mine.
LaRue, come to the
phone, you son of a bitch.
Touch her again and
I'll rip your heart out!
(laughing)
WALKER: You're a dead
man. You're a dead man.
DR. BELL:
Manipulative, diabolical,
self-absorbed,
cunning, desperate...
Oh, well, careful who you're
calling desperate there, bub.
Morally bankrupt,
completely without principle.
He definitely knows
right from wrong.
And there is nothing
in his mental state
to suggest he would be unable
to assist with his own defense.
Whoa, now. Just a minute here.
It's therefore my professional
opinion that Victor LaRue
is fully competent
to stand trial.
Professional op...
How can a bloodsucking leech
have a professional opinion?
Mr. LaRue... Can
anybody answer that?
Anybody at all? How
about you, little girl?
JUDGE: Mr. LaRue. Answer
me. I'll give you candy.
I'll give you candy!
Please, please, don't...
I'll answer my
own question then.
Bloodsuckers like Bell,
who sponge their
living off the taxpayer,
can't have an
opinion... Mr. LaRue.
When it comes to deciding
the fate of a taxpayer.
I rest my case.
JUDGE: Mr. LaRue.
I'm through with your
outburst and your antics.
Good, because it's, uh...
It's almost lunchtime
back at the funny farm.
And it's Thursday,
which means, uh,
chicken-fried steak with
a side of cockroaches,
which is my favorite.
Thank you, Dr. Bell.
I hereby find you fit
to stand trial for kidnapping,
attempted rape, attempted
murder of a peace officer,
and 11 counts of
murder in the first degree.
LaRUE: No. Wait.
Time out. Time out.
You said this wouldn't
happen. You promised me.
JUDGE: The trial is set
for six weeks from this
date in superior court.
Next case.
(sobbing): You
can't do this to me.
You can't... JUDGE:
Mr. Rothbart,
subdue your client.
Mr. LaRue, please.
I won't go. I'm not gonna do it.
Bailiff, remove this
man from the courtroom.
Remove this man
from the courtroom.
Stay back, 'cause I'm not
going. You can't get me.
No! Don't go under the table.
JUDGE: Mr. LaRue!
(judge raps gavel)
(gunshot) (all gasp)
( suspenseful theme playing)
(all gasping)
(all screaming)
MAN: What's going on?
(laughs)
No, Victor, please.
Please, don't.
You know how I
hate people who...
Who can't keep
their promises. I... I...
(all screaming)
No. Stop, now.
Take your seats.
Do it, quick.
Let's play a little game called,
"Last One Standing Dies."
Sweetie, sit down.
(both sobbing)
Sorry, I... I liked that.
Now, the rules
have just changed.
This is my courtroom now.
I'm in charge.
(laughing)
Yes.
Where's your precious
Walker now, Alexandra?
Hm?
You will never
get away with this.
You've been saying that
ever since I've known you,
and you've always
been wrong, haven't you?
Haven't you?
God, you are so beautiful.
People,
we're going to be spending
a little quality time together.
So I hope nobody had any plans.
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
( suspenseful theme playing)
You want any part of this?
Any part of what?
GUARD: Clear the hallway. Go!
(all yelling indistinctly)
(all screaming)
Police. Stay back!
Now, where were we?
Did I want any part
of, uh... Oh, yes.
Uh, helicopter, a million bucks,
disappearing someplace
they don't have an
extradition treaty.
You in?
I'm facing a lot of
time, thanks to her.
Yeah, it sounds
good. Count me in.
LaRUE: Well, your
fan club is growing.
But I'm still president,
so I get you first.
What's your name, soldier?
Buddy Rebotco.
Victor LaRue, your
new best friend.
Can I have one of those guns?
You're not that
good of a friend.
Hello, "Loretta Paxton."
Please step down.
You're in my seat.
Absolutely not.
LaRUE: I said, get down here.
LaRue, don't.
Shut up.
Come here.
(speaks indistinctly)
Now, take off my robe.
What?
I will not.
I always wondered what you
parasites wore under this thing.
Wouldn't it be hilarious
if she was buck naked?
Heh-heh-heh-heh.
Take off my robe.
It's your fault.
If it weren't for you,
we wouldn't be here.
Phil, for Pete's sake.
I just wanted Karen
for the weekends.
But no, you... (gasps)
It's no talking in my court.
Next one to utter a peep
buys the big black hole.
( tense theme playing)
Thank you, sir.
Ah.
(laughs)
Oh.
One-size-fits-all, huh?
Looks nice, eh?
Is it hot in this thing,
or am I just crazy?
What do you wanna
put a robe on for, man?
To amuse myself until
our demands are met.
Do you have a problem with that?
You haven't made
the demands yet.
All in good time, my friend.
All in good time.
The rest of the party animals
are just beginning to arrive.
(laughing)
Hear ye, hear ye.
The court of Victor
LaRue is now in session.
Alexandra Cahill will
take the witness stand.
I said, get in the box.
No.
You've done everything
you could to me.
I am not gonna be
your victim again.
You have 30 seconds
to take the witness stand
or there will be
one less rug rat.
No! Mom!
Twenty seconds and counting.
That's more like it.
For the record, state
your name, occupation,
and preferred method of demise.
You're trying my patience.
(gasps)
Alexandra Cahill,
Assistant District Attorney.
Go to hell.
So how's that new baby?
He's great.
Have you heard from Cordell?
No, Big Dog. How you doing?
I'm doing pretty good.
I don't think those Babbich boys
can give him a bad time, do you?
(phone rings) No. No.
Yeah, Trivette.
MAN (on phone): LaRue
just killed two bailiffs
and he's taken
over the courtroom.
We need backup, now.
Be right there.
We got a hostage
situation in the courtroom.
C.D.: Somebody
call the SWAT Team.
( action theme playing)
Drop it.
On the ground.
Hands behind your back.
You're under arrest
for the murder of
your parole officer.
Oh, yeah?
(laughing)
It's 20 miles to the road.
How you gonna take
me in? Piggyback?
We'll walk.
What do you got, Wes?
Jimmy, man, am
I glad you're here.
Some psycho just
took over the courtroom.
I know, LaRue. He's got Alex.
Should I know him?
Nobody should know him.
What? Couple of years ago,
he kidnapped the
president of Trask Oil.
Three innocents. D.A.
Cahill was one of them.
Gave her a pretty bad
time. Took them to a junkyard
and stuck them
in a car compactor.
Yeah, they'd have
bought the farm too,
if it hadn't been for
Cordell and Jimmy here.
Conviction was
overturned on a technicality.
C.D.: As soon as
he got out of the joint,
he made a beeline for Alex.
I'm telling you, this
man needs killing.
Anybody communicate
with him yet?
I've got an open line here
to the judge's squawk box.
But so far he's
not answering me.
Let me try.
TRIVETTE: LaRue, this
is Ranger James Trivette.
Trivette, what took you so long?
Better yet, what's
taking Walker so long?
What do you want?
What do I want?
Let's see.
Tell him about the
chopper and the money.
Excuse me, I'm
conducting this negotiation.
I want many things, Jimmy.
I can call you Jimmy, can't I?
You can call me
anything you want.
Just let everyone go before
anybody else gets hurt.
What do I care if
anybody gets hurt?
What do you want?
I want Walker to walk
through that door unarmed
so I could blow his head
off in front of his girlfriend.
How's that for openers?
( Western theme playing)
No way you're gonna
make it out of here alive.
Old Rudy's probably got his
9 mm aimed at you right now.
Shut up, Babbich.
Rudy, we're coming
to Gookin's Fork.
(muffled speaking)
You two, with the kid.
Yeah, you.
Approach the bench.
Yeah. Yeah, please
take your time.
I have all day.
That's... That's a great idea.
Why did you bring
this little girl to court?
This is no place for a child.
I asked a question.
We're divorced, and
it's about custody.
Oh. What's your
name, little girl?
Karen Mallory, sir.
How nice.
A polite child.
Karen,
which one would you
like to go home with?
Your mother or your father?
Hm?
Mommy or Daddy?
Daddy or Mommy?
Go ahead and choose
so I can make your day.
Neither, sir.
Uh, I just want them to
be back together again.
(sighs)
So be it.
You will kiss your wife.
What?
You heard me.
And I'd better be
convinced that you mean it.
I don't have all day.
(scoffs)
Harder, like you mean it.
Hard.
Yes. Hard.
Yes.
Yes.
Bravo, bravo.
I better start
hearing some claps,
or I'm gonna take
some people out.
That's more like it.
(sobbing)
Okay.
Good.
I declare you back
together again.
You may take your seats.
See?
That's the trouble
with this country today.
There are no family values.
People don't stick together.
First sign of trouble,
they take a hike.
They... They throw
the kid on a scrap heap.
The world's a mess
because of adults.
Well, not in my court, by God.
(groans)
Welcome back, parasite.
You have something to say?
No.
Good.
Good. Good.
Well, I think things are
shaking out quite nicely.
Don't you think, Alexandra?
Oh. Ooh.
You're so angry
with me, aren't you?
See, I can tell when she
gets mad because her lips,
they get real
tight just like that.
You see that? Look at her.
Don't you get it?
I bask in your hatred.
It makes me feel
warm and fuzzy all over.
You still with me, Jimmy?
TRIVETTE: Yeah, I'm here.
LaRUE: Where's Walker?
TRIVETTE: Still trying.
Send out the women and
children, I'll see about a chopper.
(with Spanish accent): I don't
want no stinking chopper, man.
(normal voice): I
want to stay here
and play strip poker
with Alexandra.
What are you doing, man?
Turning down a chopper?
Hassling a D.A., waiting
for some Ranger to show?
How's that gonna
get us out of here?
Don't make me regret
that I let you join my army.
Capice?
Here's the deal,
Jimmy Crack Corn.
I want a television
set so I can watch
this whole thing
unfold on the news.
In return for what?
I-I don't kill anybody
else. How's that?
Oh, oh, and I want
a peanut butter,
banana, and bacon sandwich.
On white.
Figures.
Hey, there's no way
we're giving you anything
until you release a hostage.
You understand me?
Alrighty then.
(gasps)
I just released one.
Yeah, yeah, she's
released, all right.
( suspenseful theme playing)
( tense theme playing)
I'm still waiting.
Trivette, we need to
take this place down now.
No. No.
He just killed a judge. No.
And there's nothing to stop
him from killing everyone else.
♪ Getting hungry ♪
♪ Starting to select ♪
♪ A new target ♪
TRIVETTE: LaRue,
I'll personally bring in
the television set
and the sandwich,
but you have to start
letting some hostages go.
The men can leave
once you get inside.
TRIVETTE: I need 20 minutes.
Twenty minutes and counting.
(clears throat)
Oh, any word from Walker?
Don't forget, he's
at the top of my list.
We're still trying
to locate him.
"Trying" isn't going to get it.
Find him now.
( light rock action
theme playing)
(gunshots)
Come on, Luke.
You waiting for sunset?
LaRUE: Okay, Buddy.
You may now open
the gates of hell.
Clear the door.
Sheriff, clear the door.
I didn't give you permission
to approach the bench.
Where's Walker? We're
trying to reaching him.
Here's your sandwich
and your television set.
Let's see some hostages
moving out of here.
I make the schedule
around here, chief.
Now, you stay
right where you are,
and keep your hands
where I can see them.
Pat him down.
I don't even want a tick on him
that I don't know about.
You're not so big now.
He's clean.
LaRUE: Good.
Now bring me my
sandwich and plug in the TV.
I want to hear what
they're saying about me.
TRIVETTE: I kept
my end of the deal.
Let the hostages go.
LaRUE: You're not listening.
I give the orders
around here, Jim.
With the exception
of Ranger Trivette,
all the men can now leave.
(men speaking indistinctly)
Hey, hey, aren't you
forgetting something?
The stiffs.
You think I want them
getting ripe on me?
Now, take them with
you, or take your seats.
Let's go, move.
Yeah, two at a time.
Why don't you just grab...
Yeah, both of you grab him. Go.
I'm getting very impatient here.
I'm very impatient.
Clear the door!
I said, clear the door!
What are you still doing here?
I'm not leaving without
my wife and daughter.
Phil, please, just go.
No, Betty, I left you
one too many times.
No more.
Oh.
Isn't that touching?
And you thought I'd never
do anything for society, huh?
Can I take them with me?
Please?
Don't press your luck, hero.
You can stay here with them.
Daddy.
(mumbling)
This bacon is hardly cooked.
Have you eaten a
peanut butter, banana,
and hardly-cooked
bacon sandwich?
I distinctly asked
for bacon, crisp.
I don't remember
you saying that.
You remember him
saying "crisp," Alex?
No, he didn't.
I did too.
I always order it crisp.
Maybe it's the
tension of the situation.
Shut up. Shut up.
I did say, "bacon, crisp."
You heard me. Crisp, right?
Yea? What did you hear me say?
Uh, yeah, crisp. You said crisp.
What about you?
Karen, what di...?
What did you hear?
No.
You just said bacon.
Excuse me?
Excuse me?
"Bacon," that's all you said.
I put your family back together
and this is the thanks I get?
I'm officially
reopening your case.
What the hell is this, man?
What the hell's what?
Playing dumb games with a kid,
moaning about your sandwich.
What is this crap?
When are we getting out of here?
You're not going anywhere.
Bull. He said.
He knows he's not
getting out of here.
Tell him, LaRue.
We're getting
out of here, right?
Just you and me.
Of course, just like I said.
He's using you.
Wait. Just... What? I...
Just go put your chains on him,
see how he likes that.
You still got time to get
out of here alive, you know.
You're the one who ain't
getting out of here alive.
Right, Victor?
LaRUE: That's right.
That's right. That's right.
Because, he's not
getting out of here alive,
and, you know, he's
just an added attraction
to draw Walker in.
( action theme playing)
We've got to untie
your hands, man,
that Ranger will
run us to ground.
Let's go.
Go, go, go.
I'll tell you when I
want the chopper.
I'll tell you when
I want the money.
Don't bother me
about that right now.
What I want to know is,
where the hell is Walker?
You might as well go
ahead and take that chopper.
Walker's not here.
And what turkey-necked,
peckerwood cop
am I speaking to now?
My name's C.D. Parker,
I'm a good friend of Cordell's
and Alex and Jimmy too.
Young man, if you
hurt any of them,
you're going to answer to me.
Ooh-wee. Now I'm scared.
( laughs)
If Walker was a good friend,
he'd be here by now.
You better pray to
whatever you pray to
that he ain't here, and
don't you underestimate me.
Enough.
Enough.
If he doesn't get here soon,
your friend Jimmy and
my friend Alexandra
are both going to get whacked.
Capice?
It's impossible,
he can't get here.
Then you better start
thinking up nice things
to say over the bodies.
REPORTER (on TV):
The standoff is now going
into its fourth hour and
there is no end in sight.
Police are apparently
ready to meet
the notorious madman's demands,
but for reasons
known only to him,
Victor LaRue isn't
budging from the courtroom
where he killed five people
and continues to hold
at least eight others...
"Notorious madman."
You all hear that? I could've
been back at Loveless by now,
weaving baskets
and socially interacting
with a better class of people.
Oh, well.
You didn't want the chopper
in the first place, did you?
It was a nice
thought at first. A...
A bit clichéd, but worth a try.
What do you mean, "at first"?
And the million dollars?
Don't they always ask for money?
Notice how it's always
a million dollars?
I wonder why that is. I don't...
Did you notice they didn't
mention you in the news report?
That means that they think
you're a hostage just like us.
Who gave you permission
to address my troops?
You see, LaRue knows
he's not getting out of here.
He doesn't plan to let
anybody else out of here either,
including you.
Victor,
is that true?
Alas, Buddy.
Sad, but true.
But... You heard that
reporter on the TV.
Even if they did give us
a chopper and the money,
it'd be a trick.
There's...
There's no way we'd
ever be able to escape.
I've already been
deemed fit to stand trial. I...
I'd get the death
penalty in a quick minute.
And they will kill me this time,
there's no avoiding it.
So why not go out
doing that which would give me
the most pleasure?
And what would that be?
I'm going to make
passionate love
to Alexandra
while her boyfriend,
Ranger Walker, watches.
Then I'm going
to kill them both.
After that, who
cares what happens?
(gasps)
And by the time
I'm finished with you,
you'll be begging me for more.
LaRue!
TRIVETTE: LaRue!
LaRue! (screams)
Oh, you disgust me.
LaRue! What?
You got a kid here!
You want her to grow
up as twisted as you?
Who says she's going to grow up?
No. This crazy crap is
going to stop right now.
I am stunned at the depth
of your ingratitude.
This is my courtroom now.
Give me the gun, Buddy.
I'll give you what's in it.
No.
Please, Buddy,
whatever you do, don't shoot me.
Look.
Look, I'm begging you, okay?
Don't... Don't kill
me, okay? Please.
I thought that we were
friends, you and me.
Hey, don't pull that
stupid crap with me.
I saw what you
did to the bailiff.
(sobbing): No, no,
this is real this time.
Please, please don't kill me.
Please.
BUDDY: Yeah, right.
I'm going to put you out
of your misery right now.
(gun clicks)
(clicking)
Got ya.
You didn't actually
think that I'd leave
a loaded gun lying
around, did you?
It isn't safe.
Oh, hey, man, p... Please.
Now, doesn't that
sound familiar?
No!
( suspenseful theme playing)
Are we having fun yet, or what?
LaRue? LaRue?
Let the Mallory
family go, all right?
No, I haven't
made my ruling yet.
What ruling?
Which parent
Karen will live with,
and which one will die.
LaRue, you're sick.
That's what I
tried to tell them.
LaRue, let them go! Let them go.
Alex and I are the
only hostages you need.
This is my show, Jim.
My show.
And there you go
trying to run it again.
Oh, look.
Come on, man.
I'm trading my legs
in on some wheels.
Come on, Rudy, he'll
never catch us now.
( action theme playing)
Hi, folks.
Mind if I use your phone?
Where the hell is Walker?
He's probably afraid to show up.
It'll be a cold day in hell
before Walker's
afraid of you, sport.
Oh. Welcome back, Jim.
And you are mistaken.
He's scared.
See, he remembers
the last time we met.
It was beautiful.
You remember, don't you?
I had you.
I had you both.
(muffled scream)
Alex, you ready yet?
Please, don't hurt him.
No! Shut up!
Wasn't that fun?
Almost as fun as this is, right?
You remember what happened next?
I remember.
He was so helpless.
But at least that
time he showed up.
And kicked your butt too.
For the second time.
(grunts)
(grunts)
No matter how long you live,
Walker will always
be the better man.
What?
A couple of lucky punches.
Besides, that was
then, and this is now.
I think you'll notice
that he hasn't arrived yet.
You may step down now.
You will step down now.
LaRue.
Down on your knees.
LaRue! LaRue, don't...
LaRUE: On your knees, Alexandra,
in front of me where you belong.
Don't do it, man.
LaRUE: Unbutton your blouse.
No.
Okay, Alexandra,
it's your call.
Three, two, one...
( yelling)
ALEX: No. ( LaRue laughs)
( suspenseful theme playing)
(panting)
( dramatic theme playing)
No!
OFFICER: Everybody move!
Stay back, now.
You know, Jimmy, in all my years
I never liked to see
a body on a gurney.
This time I do.
I hear you, Big Dog.
REPORTER: Can we just get a
statement from one of the officers inside?
OFFICER: Come on, now. Go back.
You need to give
us some room here.
(people speaking indistinctly)
♪ See you in my dreams ♪
♪ You're all I need ♪
♪ And I'll relive The memories ♪
♪ Sweet memories ♪
♪ Won't you ♪
♪ Of you and me ♪
♪ It's you and me forever ♪
♪ And if ♪
♪ You are the sun ♪
♪ Tomorrow never comes ♪
♪ My heart is one ♪
♪ I'll always love you ♪
♪ My one true love ♪
♪ I see you in my dreams ♪
♪ You're all I need ♪
♪ And I'll relive The memories ♪
♪ Sweet memories ♪
♪ Won't you ♪
♪ Of you and me ♪
♪ It's you and me forever ♪
♪ And if ♪
♪ You are the sun ♪
♪ Tomorrow never comes ♪
♪ My heart is one ♪
♪ I'll always love you ♪
♪ My one true love ♪
theme playing)
ALEX: And since Mr. Rebotco
has no current address,
nor any family ties in
Dallas, he is a flight risk.
We ask that bail be denied.
JUDGE: I agree
with you, Miss Cahill.
You are charged
with armed robbery,
two counts of aggravated assault
and resisting arrest,
wherein you wounded
a Texas Ranger.
Motion for bail is denied.
You are remanded to county
jail where you'll be held there
until the 6th of next month,
when you will stand
trial in Division 40.
Next case.
(crowd murmuring)
GUARD: This way.
I should've killed you
when I had the chance.
Come on. Couldn't
do it. Okay. Let's go.
GUARD: Chester. Over here.
Way to go, counselor.
Your statement did the trick.
Difficult to refute
empirical evidence.
Have you heard from Walker?
Yeah, just this afternoon.
He's after the Babbich boys.
Got a line on them
in Waxahachie.
( action theme playing)
(screaming)
(grunting)
Let's go.
TRIVETTE: Ready to go?
No.
There's something I gotta see.
For my own peace of mind.
What's that?
(man grunts)
( dramatic theme playing)
(laughs)
Victor LaRue.
(grunts)
TRIVETTE: I thought
he was in Loveless Prison
for the Criminally Insane.
He is.
Today is his
hearing to determine
whether he's mentally
competent to stand trial.
Come on. (laughing)
(laughing)
(grunting)
(sobbing)
(whispers): I love you...
(mouths words indistinctly)
Come on.
(laughing)
You sure you
wanna stay for this?
I have to.
I have to see that
he's put away for good.
My own rooting section. How
thoughtful of you, Alexandra.
You heard him.
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
(high voice): Help me.
Help me.
( 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 ♪
( dramatic theme playing)
The question is not
whether Victor LaRue
is criminally
insane, Your Honor.
Because he most certainly is.
The question is why.
It began when he
was 3 years old.
His father locked him
in a closet for a year.
He only opened the door to whip
Victor and feed him dog bones.
Now, who wouldn't
grow up maladjusted
with a beginning like that?
JUDGE: "Maladjusted"
doesn't even scratch
the surface, Mr. Rothbart.
ROTHBART: I'm glad you
see my point, Your Honor.
Yes, he's done many
vile and hideous things.
And he freely
admits killing 11 men.
But I submit that he is not
responsible for his actions.
What's he mean, not responsible?
I enjoyed every minute of it.
Tell her, Irving. Tell her
about my dear mother.
God, I loved Mommy.
Tell you again. (laughs)
JUDGE: Control your
client, Mr. Rothbart.
Alex, are you sure
you wanna stay for this?
Yes. You go ahead. I'll be fine.
ROTHBART: Can't
know right from wrong...
TRIVETTE: All right, I'm,
uh, gonna check up on Walker.
You okay?
Yeah, I'm okay. Thanks.
That's right. Right. I mean,
if it wasn't meant to be,
then, uh, h-how
could, uh, it happen?
That's a n-nice robe.
Can I try that on, please?
Mr. LaRue.
ROTHBART: To sum up,
not believing in the
concept of wrong,
Victor LaRue is not mentally
competent to stand trial.
Thank you, Your Honor.
JUDGE: The court
calls Dr. Austin Bell.
Dr. Bell. Hello, Dr. Bell.
Dr. Bell, you've
had an opportunity
to conduct your psychological
evaluation of the prisoner?
I have, Your Honor.
Please proceed.
I've interviewed
Mr. LaRue ten times.
Tell them about
your mother, Dr. Bell.
Hi, Lucy, this is Trivette.
Have you seen Walker today?
LUCY: Not today. You
want me to track him down?
No, thanks.
Dispatch, this is Trivette.
Patch me through
to Walker, please.
WOMAN (on CB): Walker,
do you copy? Come in, Walker.
Walker, are you
there? This is Dispatch.
Walker, pick up.
( action theme playing)
There's no doubt in my mind
that LaRue is criminally psychotic.
He displays all the
classic symptoms
of delusions of grandeur, to
a complete lack of remorse.
(gasps)
LaRUE (on phone): I got her.
Aagh! (grunts)
You're mine.
LaRue, come to the
phone, you son of a bitch.
Touch her again and
I'll rip your heart out!
(laughing)
WALKER: You're a dead
man. You're a dead man.
DR. BELL:
Manipulative, diabolical,
self-absorbed,
cunning, desperate...
Oh, well, careful who you're
calling desperate there, bub.
Morally bankrupt,
completely without principle.
He definitely knows
right from wrong.
And there is nothing
in his mental state
to suggest he would be unable
to assist with his own defense.
Whoa, now. Just a minute here.
It's therefore my professional
opinion that Victor LaRue
is fully competent
to stand trial.
Professional op...
How can a bloodsucking leech
have a professional opinion?
Mr. LaRue... Can
anybody answer that?
Anybody at all? How
about you, little girl?
JUDGE: Mr. LaRue. Answer
me. I'll give you candy.
I'll give you candy!
Please, please, don't...
I'll answer my
own question then.
Bloodsuckers like Bell,
who sponge their
living off the taxpayer,
can't have an
opinion... Mr. LaRue.
When it comes to deciding
the fate of a taxpayer.
I rest my case.
JUDGE: Mr. LaRue.
I'm through with your
outburst and your antics.
Good, because it's, uh...
It's almost lunchtime
back at the funny farm.
And it's Thursday,
which means, uh,
chicken-fried steak with
a side of cockroaches,
which is my favorite.
Thank you, Dr. Bell.
I hereby find you fit
to stand trial for kidnapping,
attempted rape, attempted
murder of a peace officer,
and 11 counts of
murder in the first degree.
LaRUE: No. Wait.
Time out. Time out.
You said this wouldn't
happen. You promised me.
JUDGE: The trial is set
for six weeks from this
date in superior court.
Next case.
(sobbing): You
can't do this to me.
You can't... JUDGE:
Mr. Rothbart,
subdue your client.
Mr. LaRue, please.
I won't go. I'm not gonna do it.
Bailiff, remove this
man from the courtroom.
Remove this man
from the courtroom.
Stay back, 'cause I'm not
going. You can't get me.
No! Don't go under the table.
JUDGE: Mr. LaRue!
(judge raps gavel)
(gunshot) (all gasp)
( suspenseful theme playing)
(all gasping)
(all screaming)
MAN: What's going on?
(laughs)
No, Victor, please.
Please, don't.
You know how I
hate people who...
Who can't keep
their promises. I... I...
(all screaming)
No. Stop, now.
Take your seats.
Do it, quick.
Let's play a little game called,
"Last One Standing Dies."
Sweetie, sit down.
(both sobbing)
Sorry, I... I liked that.
Now, the rules
have just changed.
This is my courtroom now.
I'm in charge.
(laughing)
Yes.
Where's your precious
Walker now, Alexandra?
Hm?
You will never
get away with this.
You've been saying that
ever since I've known you,
and you've always
been wrong, haven't you?
Haven't you?
God, you are so beautiful.
People,
we're going to be spending
a little quality time together.
So I hope nobody had any plans.
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
( suspenseful theme playing)
You want any part of this?
Any part of what?
GUARD: Clear the hallway. Go!
(all yelling indistinctly)
(all screaming)
Police. Stay back!
Now, where were we?
Did I want any part
of, uh... Oh, yes.
Uh, helicopter, a million bucks,
disappearing someplace
they don't have an
extradition treaty.
You in?
I'm facing a lot of
time, thanks to her.
Yeah, it sounds
good. Count me in.
LaRUE: Well, your
fan club is growing.
But I'm still president,
so I get you first.
What's your name, soldier?
Buddy Rebotco.
Victor LaRue, your
new best friend.
Can I have one of those guns?
You're not that
good of a friend.
Hello, "Loretta Paxton."
Please step down.
You're in my seat.
Absolutely not.
LaRUE: I said, get down here.
LaRue, don't.
Shut up.
Come here.
(speaks indistinctly)
Now, take off my robe.
What?
I will not.
I always wondered what you
parasites wore under this thing.
Wouldn't it be hilarious
if she was buck naked?
Heh-heh-heh-heh.
Take off my robe.
It's your fault.
If it weren't for you,
we wouldn't be here.
Phil, for Pete's sake.
I just wanted Karen
for the weekends.
But no, you... (gasps)
It's no talking in my court.
Next one to utter a peep
buys the big black hole.
( tense theme playing)
Thank you, sir.
Ah.
(laughs)
Oh.
One-size-fits-all, huh?
Looks nice, eh?
Is it hot in this thing,
or am I just crazy?
What do you wanna
put a robe on for, man?
To amuse myself until
our demands are met.
Do you have a problem with that?
You haven't made
the demands yet.
All in good time, my friend.
All in good time.
The rest of the party animals
are just beginning to arrive.
(laughing)
Hear ye, hear ye.
The court of Victor
LaRue is now in session.
Alexandra Cahill will
take the witness stand.
I said, get in the box.
No.
You've done everything
you could to me.
I am not gonna be
your victim again.
You have 30 seconds
to take the witness stand
or there will be
one less rug rat.
No! Mom!
Twenty seconds and counting.
That's more like it.
For the record, state
your name, occupation,
and preferred method of demise.
You're trying my patience.
(gasps)
Alexandra Cahill,
Assistant District Attorney.
Go to hell.
So how's that new baby?
He's great.
Have you heard from Cordell?
No, Big Dog. How you doing?
I'm doing pretty good.
I don't think those Babbich boys
can give him a bad time, do you?
(phone rings) No. No.
Yeah, Trivette.
MAN (on phone): LaRue
just killed two bailiffs
and he's taken
over the courtroom.
We need backup, now.
Be right there.
We got a hostage
situation in the courtroom.
C.D.: Somebody
call the SWAT Team.
( action theme playing)
Drop it.
On the ground.
Hands behind your back.
You're under arrest
for the murder of
your parole officer.
Oh, yeah?
(laughing)
It's 20 miles to the road.
How you gonna take
me in? Piggyback?
We'll walk.
What do you got, Wes?
Jimmy, man, am
I glad you're here.
Some psycho just
took over the courtroom.
I know, LaRue. He's got Alex.
Should I know him?
Nobody should know him.
What? Couple of years ago,
he kidnapped the
president of Trask Oil.
Three innocents. D.A.
Cahill was one of them.
Gave her a pretty bad
time. Took them to a junkyard
and stuck them
in a car compactor.
Yeah, they'd have
bought the farm too,
if it hadn't been for
Cordell and Jimmy here.
Conviction was
overturned on a technicality.
C.D.: As soon as
he got out of the joint,
he made a beeline for Alex.
I'm telling you, this
man needs killing.
Anybody communicate
with him yet?
I've got an open line here
to the judge's squawk box.
But so far he's
not answering me.
Let me try.
TRIVETTE: LaRue, this
is Ranger James Trivette.
Trivette, what took you so long?
Better yet, what's
taking Walker so long?
What do you want?
What do I want?
Let's see.
Tell him about the
chopper and the money.
Excuse me, I'm
conducting this negotiation.
I want many things, Jimmy.
I can call you Jimmy, can't I?
You can call me
anything you want.
Just let everyone go before
anybody else gets hurt.
What do I care if
anybody gets hurt?
What do you want?
I want Walker to walk
through that door unarmed
so I could blow his head
off in front of his girlfriend.
How's that for openers?
( Western theme playing)
No way you're gonna
make it out of here alive.
Old Rudy's probably got his
9 mm aimed at you right now.
Shut up, Babbich.
Rudy, we're coming
to Gookin's Fork.
(muffled speaking)
You two, with the kid.
Yeah, you.
Approach the bench.
Yeah. Yeah, please
take your time.
I have all day.
That's... That's a great idea.
Why did you bring
this little girl to court?
This is no place for a child.
I asked a question.
We're divorced, and
it's about custody.
Oh. What's your
name, little girl?
Karen Mallory, sir.
How nice.
A polite child.
Karen,
which one would you
like to go home with?
Your mother or your father?
Hm?
Mommy or Daddy?
Daddy or Mommy?
Go ahead and choose
so I can make your day.
Neither, sir.
Uh, I just want them to
be back together again.
(sighs)
So be it.
You will kiss your wife.
What?
You heard me.
And I'd better be
convinced that you mean it.
I don't have all day.
(scoffs)
Harder, like you mean it.
Hard.
Yes. Hard.
Yes.
Yes.
Bravo, bravo.
I better start
hearing some claps,
or I'm gonna take
some people out.
That's more like it.
(sobbing)
Okay.
Good.
I declare you back
together again.
You may take your seats.
See?
That's the trouble
with this country today.
There are no family values.
People don't stick together.
First sign of trouble,
they take a hike.
They... They throw
the kid on a scrap heap.
The world's a mess
because of adults.
Well, not in my court, by God.
(groans)
Welcome back, parasite.
You have something to say?
No.
Good.
Good. Good.
Well, I think things are
shaking out quite nicely.
Don't you think, Alexandra?
Oh. Ooh.
You're so angry
with me, aren't you?
See, I can tell when she
gets mad because her lips,
they get real
tight just like that.
You see that? Look at her.
Don't you get it?
I bask in your hatred.
It makes me feel
warm and fuzzy all over.
You still with me, Jimmy?
TRIVETTE: Yeah, I'm here.
LaRUE: Where's Walker?
TRIVETTE: Still trying.
Send out the women and
children, I'll see about a chopper.
(with Spanish accent): I don't
want no stinking chopper, man.
(normal voice): I
want to stay here
and play strip poker
with Alexandra.
What are you doing, man?
Turning down a chopper?
Hassling a D.A., waiting
for some Ranger to show?
How's that gonna
get us out of here?
Don't make me regret
that I let you join my army.
Capice?
Here's the deal,
Jimmy Crack Corn.
I want a television
set so I can watch
this whole thing
unfold on the news.
In return for what?
I-I don't kill anybody
else. How's that?
Oh, oh, and I want
a peanut butter,
banana, and bacon sandwich.
On white.
Figures.
Hey, there's no way
we're giving you anything
until you release a hostage.
You understand me?
Alrighty then.
(gasps)
I just released one.
Yeah, yeah, she's
released, all right.
( suspenseful theme playing)
( tense theme playing)
I'm still waiting.
Trivette, we need to
take this place down now.
No. No.
He just killed a judge. No.
And there's nothing to stop
him from killing everyone else.
♪ Getting hungry ♪
♪ Starting to select ♪
♪ A new target ♪
TRIVETTE: LaRue,
I'll personally bring in
the television set
and the sandwich,
but you have to start
letting some hostages go.
The men can leave
once you get inside.
TRIVETTE: I need 20 minutes.
Twenty minutes and counting.
(clears throat)
Oh, any word from Walker?
Don't forget, he's
at the top of my list.
We're still trying
to locate him.
"Trying" isn't going to get it.
Find him now.
( light rock action
theme playing)
(gunshots)
Come on, Luke.
You waiting for sunset?
LaRUE: Okay, Buddy.
You may now open
the gates of hell.
Clear the door.
Sheriff, clear the door.
I didn't give you permission
to approach the bench.
Where's Walker? We're
trying to reaching him.
Here's your sandwich
and your television set.
Let's see some hostages
moving out of here.
I make the schedule
around here, chief.
Now, you stay
right where you are,
and keep your hands
where I can see them.
Pat him down.
I don't even want a tick on him
that I don't know about.
You're not so big now.
He's clean.
LaRUE: Good.
Now bring me my
sandwich and plug in the TV.
I want to hear what
they're saying about me.
TRIVETTE: I kept
my end of the deal.
Let the hostages go.
LaRUE: You're not listening.
I give the orders
around here, Jim.
With the exception
of Ranger Trivette,
all the men can now leave.
(men speaking indistinctly)
Hey, hey, aren't you
forgetting something?
The stiffs.
You think I want them
getting ripe on me?
Now, take them with
you, or take your seats.
Let's go, move.
Yeah, two at a time.
Why don't you just grab...
Yeah, both of you grab him. Go.
I'm getting very impatient here.
I'm very impatient.
Clear the door!
I said, clear the door!
What are you still doing here?
I'm not leaving without
my wife and daughter.
Phil, please, just go.
No, Betty, I left you
one too many times.
No more.
Oh.
Isn't that touching?
And you thought I'd never
do anything for society, huh?
Can I take them with me?
Please?
Don't press your luck, hero.
You can stay here with them.
Daddy.
(mumbling)
This bacon is hardly cooked.
Have you eaten a
peanut butter, banana,
and hardly-cooked
bacon sandwich?
I distinctly asked
for bacon, crisp.
I don't remember
you saying that.
You remember him
saying "crisp," Alex?
No, he didn't.
I did too.
I always order it crisp.
Maybe it's the
tension of the situation.
Shut up. Shut up.
I did say, "bacon, crisp."
You heard me. Crisp, right?
Yea? What did you hear me say?
Uh, yeah, crisp. You said crisp.
What about you?
Karen, what di...?
What did you hear?
No.
You just said bacon.
Excuse me?
Excuse me?
"Bacon," that's all you said.
I put your family back together
and this is the thanks I get?
I'm officially
reopening your case.
What the hell is this, man?
What the hell's what?
Playing dumb games with a kid,
moaning about your sandwich.
What is this crap?
When are we getting out of here?
You're not going anywhere.
Bull. He said.
He knows he's not
getting out of here.
Tell him, LaRue.
We're getting
out of here, right?
Just you and me.
Of course, just like I said.
He's using you.
Wait. Just... What? I...
Just go put your chains on him,
see how he likes that.
You still got time to get
out of here alive, you know.
You're the one who ain't
getting out of here alive.
Right, Victor?
LaRUE: That's right.
That's right. That's right.
Because, he's not
getting out of here alive,
and, you know, he's
just an added attraction
to draw Walker in.
( action theme playing)
We've got to untie
your hands, man,
that Ranger will
run us to ground.
Let's go.
Go, go, go.
I'll tell you when I
want the chopper.
I'll tell you when
I want the money.
Don't bother me
about that right now.
What I want to know is,
where the hell is Walker?
You might as well go
ahead and take that chopper.
Walker's not here.
And what turkey-necked,
peckerwood cop
am I speaking to now?
My name's C.D. Parker,
I'm a good friend of Cordell's
and Alex and Jimmy too.
Young man, if you
hurt any of them,
you're going to answer to me.
Ooh-wee. Now I'm scared.
( laughs)
If Walker was a good friend,
he'd be here by now.
You better pray to
whatever you pray to
that he ain't here, and
don't you underestimate me.
Enough.
Enough.
If he doesn't get here soon,
your friend Jimmy and
my friend Alexandra
are both going to get whacked.
Capice?
It's impossible,
he can't get here.
Then you better start
thinking up nice things
to say over the bodies.
REPORTER (on TV):
The standoff is now going
into its fourth hour and
there is no end in sight.
Police are apparently
ready to meet
the notorious madman's demands,
but for reasons
known only to him,
Victor LaRue isn't
budging from the courtroom
where he killed five people
and continues to hold
at least eight others...
"Notorious madman."
You all hear that? I could've
been back at Loveless by now,
weaving baskets
and socially interacting
with a better class of people.
Oh, well.
You didn't want the chopper
in the first place, did you?
It was a nice
thought at first. A...
A bit clichéd, but worth a try.
What do you mean, "at first"?
And the million dollars?
Don't they always ask for money?
Notice how it's always
a million dollars?
I wonder why that is. I don't...
Did you notice they didn't
mention you in the news report?
That means that they think
you're a hostage just like us.
Who gave you permission
to address my troops?
You see, LaRue knows
he's not getting out of here.
He doesn't plan to let
anybody else out of here either,
including you.
Victor,
is that true?
Alas, Buddy.
Sad, but true.
But... You heard that
reporter on the TV.
Even if they did give us
a chopper and the money,
it'd be a trick.
There's...
There's no way we'd
ever be able to escape.
I've already been
deemed fit to stand trial. I...
I'd get the death
penalty in a quick minute.
And they will kill me this time,
there's no avoiding it.
So why not go out
doing that which would give me
the most pleasure?
And what would that be?
I'm going to make
passionate love
to Alexandra
while her boyfriend,
Ranger Walker, watches.
Then I'm going
to kill them both.
After that, who
cares what happens?
(gasps)
And by the time
I'm finished with you,
you'll be begging me for more.
LaRue!
TRIVETTE: LaRue!
LaRue! (screams)
Oh, you disgust me.
LaRue! What?
You got a kid here!
You want her to grow
up as twisted as you?
Who says she's going to grow up?
No. This crazy crap is
going to stop right now.
I am stunned at the depth
of your ingratitude.
This is my courtroom now.
Give me the gun, Buddy.
I'll give you what's in it.
No.
Please, Buddy,
whatever you do, don't shoot me.
Look.
Look, I'm begging you, okay?
Don't... Don't kill
me, okay? Please.
I thought that we were
friends, you and me.
Hey, don't pull that
stupid crap with me.
I saw what you
did to the bailiff.
(sobbing): No, no,
this is real this time.
Please, please don't kill me.
Please.
BUDDY: Yeah, right.
I'm going to put you out
of your misery right now.
(gun clicks)
(clicking)
Got ya.
You didn't actually
think that I'd leave
a loaded gun lying
around, did you?
It isn't safe.
Oh, hey, man, p... Please.
Now, doesn't that
sound familiar?
No!
( suspenseful theme playing)
Are we having fun yet, or what?
LaRue? LaRue?
Let the Mallory
family go, all right?
No, I haven't
made my ruling yet.
What ruling?
Which parent
Karen will live with,
and which one will die.
LaRue, you're sick.
That's what I
tried to tell them.
LaRue, let them go! Let them go.
Alex and I are the
only hostages you need.
This is my show, Jim.
My show.
And there you go
trying to run it again.
Oh, look.
Come on, man.
I'm trading my legs
in on some wheels.
Come on, Rudy, he'll
never catch us now.
( action theme playing)
Hi, folks.
Mind if I use your phone?
Where the hell is Walker?
He's probably afraid to show up.
It'll be a cold day in hell
before Walker's
afraid of you, sport.
Oh. Welcome back, Jim.
And you are mistaken.
He's scared.
See, he remembers
the last time we met.
It was beautiful.
You remember, don't you?
I had you.
I had you both.
(muffled scream)
Alex, you ready yet?
Please, don't hurt him.
No! Shut up!
Wasn't that fun?
Almost as fun as this is, right?
You remember what happened next?
I remember.
He was so helpless.
But at least that
time he showed up.
And kicked your butt too.
For the second time.
(grunts)
(grunts)
No matter how long you live,
Walker will always
be the better man.
What?
A couple of lucky punches.
Besides, that was
then, and this is now.
I think you'll notice
that he hasn't arrived yet.
You may step down now.
You will step down now.
LaRue.
Down on your knees.
LaRue! LaRue, don't...
LaRUE: On your knees, Alexandra,
in front of me where you belong.
Don't do it, man.
LaRUE: Unbutton your blouse.
No.
Okay, Alexandra,
it's your call.
Three, two, one...
( yelling)
ALEX: No. ( LaRue laughs)
( suspenseful theme playing)
(panting)
( dramatic theme playing)
No!
OFFICER: Everybody move!
Stay back, now.
You know, Jimmy, in all my years
I never liked to see
a body on a gurney.
This time I do.
I hear you, Big Dog.
REPORTER: Can we just get a
statement from one of the officers inside?
OFFICER: Come on, now. Go back.
You need to give
us some room here.
(people speaking indistinctly)
♪ See you in my dreams ♪
♪ You're all I need ♪
♪ And I'll relive The memories ♪
♪ Sweet memories ♪
♪ Won't you ♪
♪ Of you and me ♪
♪ It's you and me forever ♪
♪ And if ♪
♪ You are the sun ♪
♪ Tomorrow never comes ♪
♪ My heart is one ♪
♪ I'll always love you ♪
♪ My one true love ♪
♪ I see you in my dreams ♪
♪ You're all I need ♪
♪ And I'll relive The memories ♪
♪ Sweet memories ♪
♪ Won't you ♪
♪ Of you and me ♪
♪ It's you and me forever ♪
♪ And if ♪
♪ You are the sun ♪
♪ Tomorrow never comes ♪
♪ My heart is one ♪
♪ I'll always love you ♪
♪ My one true love ♪