Walker, Texas Ranger (1993–2001): Season 5, Episode 24 - Sons of Thunder - full transcript
When a friend of Walker's who is a Reverend dies, his son, Trent who's one of Walker's students who has been an instructor at the Army returns home. He is uncertain of what he's going to do. He doesn't exactly want to be like his father and would like to help people like Walker but doesn't want to carry a firearm. At the same time someone is killing cops and Walker is wondering why. And among his targets is Carlos, a friend of Trent's
( light rock action
theme playing)
( dramatic theme playing)
NARRATOR: Last time
on Walker, Texas Ranger:
What, you're...? You gonna jump?
Yeah, I'll see you
on the ground.
Ah! Oh, no! Oh!
Whoa.
Oh, yeah.
(cheering)
Whoa, yeah!
Hell, yeah.
(crowd cheering)
(whimpers)
(grunts)
Dad!
( melancholy theme playing)
Thunder?
KATIE (whispers): We
had a wonderful life together.
And I'm really
grateful for that.
I just wish it didn't
have to end so soon.
But I know you're
in a better place.
And don't worry
about us, sweetheart.
We'll be fine.
Mom?
(sobbing): Trent. Oh, Trent.
WALKER: Someone
is randomly killing cops.
Or killing people who
happen to be cops.
( ominous theme playing)
You were one
heck of a competitor.
One heck of a teacher.
( motivational theme playing)
(groans)
Okay, okay. I feel better.
What are your plans?
( suspenseful theme playing)
MAN: Easy, easy, Mitch.
Don't you recognize me?
Yeah.
(electronic beep)
(grunts)
TRENT: You know, I thought I had
my future all figured out.
But now, I just don't know.
Trent, your daddy
was a hard man.
He was a good man,
but he was a hard man.
He never took that
picture out of his Bible.
Never.
Aren't you...?
(grunting)
Give it back to him.
What'd you say?
(screams)
BULLY: Yeah. (groaning)
You wanna talk about it?
There's nothing
to talk about, Trent.
I'm not you, okay?
WOMAN: My
preliminary investigation
shows it to be consistent
with the other killings:
close range and face to face.
MAN: Hi, Danny, it's me.
OFFICER: What are you doing?
(grunting)
( soft choir theme playing)
(gunshot)
CARLOS: Why don't
you join the police force?
TRENT: You know why, Carlos.
We was just kids, man.
You... You gotta let that go.
Hey, that doesn't
make it any easier.
Why does that mean
you can't join the force?
Because I won't
carry a gun, Carlos.
But, how do you get through
the Army without carrying a gun?
Simple, I used my
martial-arts training
to become a hand-to-hand
combat instructor.
Still afraid of heights?
Heh. Sure am, Ranger Walker.
( 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 ♪
All right, guys.
Fighting stance.
High block.
Punch.
Kick.
Where's my kiai?
(giggles)
Here, I wanna hear
a kiai, okay? Okay.
Okay. Punch. Kick. BOTH: Kiai.
Good, good. High block.
Punch. Kick.
BOTH: Kiai.
Good. That's it, guys.
High block. Punch.
Hey, Tommy, would
you like to learn?
No.
I would if I were you.
Tyler.
Guys, you keep practicing
what I showed you.
(yelling): I know what happened.
Roscoe called to
see if you were okay.
Adam told me the whole story.
I want you to know,
I'm real proud of you.
For what? Getting
my butt kicked?
No, for standing
up to those guys.
Look, Tommy, I'm your
brother. I wanna help.
Now, there are a lot of
things that I can't teach you,
but this is
something that I can.
Nice one, nice one.
Keep those elbows in.
Keep those elbows in.
Guard yourself. Guard yourself.
Nice and loose.
Nice and relaxed.
Okay, recoil. You
wanna recoil there.
You wanna bring that
ankle down a little bit.
That's the one. That's
a boy. Thattaboy.
Not bad, Malloys.
That's it. Come on.
Hey, hey. Hey, Carlos.
Maybe this is something
I oughta pick up.
I've only been telling you
that for what, uh, 20 years?
CARLOS: I'm a little slow.
DISPATCHER: All units in the
vicinity of Pearl and McKinney,
report of a domestic
disturbance at 2216 Oak Lawn.
Repeat. 2216 Oak Lawn.
That's right down
the street. Yeah.
I'll see you guys later. Okay.
CARLOS: Dispatch,
this is A-14. I've got it.
All right, remember,
relax, keep the elbows in.
CARLOS: Dispatch, A-14
on scene. 2216 Oak Lawn.
( suspenseful theme playing)
CARLOS: How you doing?
All right. Everything okay?
Mm-hm. Just fine. False alarm.
Best kind to have.
(laughs)
All right. I'll see you later.
I don't know, Walker.
The idea of some nut out there
randomly gunning
down police officers.
I don't think that's what
we're dealing with here.
What do you mean?
Well, let's go back
to the first shooting.
Officer Williams makes
a routine traffic stop
on a deserted stretch of road.
Now, how did the
shooter know where to be
at that exact time and
that exact location?
You think he's stalking them?
Yeah, I do, and
I'll tell you why.
Mitch Williams was a
DPS Officer for seven years.
He was no rookie.
The driver he pulled over
stated that as she
was pulling away,
she saw another vehicle
pull behind the police car.
She also stated that
she saw a man get out,
start walking toward
Officer Williams.
Now, what's the first thing you
do when you feel threatened?
Unsnap the safety
strap from my sidearm.
That's right.
Take a look at this.
He knew the shooter.
Easy. Easy, Mitch.
Don't you recognize me?
Yeah.
Exactly.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Hey, Trent, guess what I've got?
I got tickets to the Mav's game
this weekend. You interested?
Who are they playing?
Chicago.
I'm interested. (chuckles)
Thought you would be.
How's Tommy doing?
He's doing good. Real good.
Ugh.
You know, I'm kind
of gettin' to enjoy this.
Ah!
You call that karate?
I'll show you karate.
Ah!
Oh, no. Moses, come
back. Come back.
We haven't rinsed
you off. Moses.
Peanut, pass me the Phillips.
Um, okay.
Thank you.
"Nevertheless, he still
had some more questions.
How's it possible for...?"
Oh, no, not again.
( melancholy theme playing)
Tommy? Tommy.
What's goin' on?
I got into it with
the same guy: Scott.
I was doing good, but then
his two buddies jumped in and...
They all train over at the
Jake Lyons Karate School.
They really know
their karate, you know.
Those guys know
nothing about karate.
(sniffs)
( grunts)
(man grunting)
MAN 1: No, no, no,
no. MAN 2: Oh, man.
MAN 1: You call
that a round kick?
Ugh.
INSTRUCTOR: Yeah,
it's hard to breathe
when you don't
keep your hands up.
That's a round kick.
Yes, sir.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Everybody break.
What can I do for you?
Can we talk in private?
INSTRUCTOR: Well,
actually I'm a little busy,
so, uh, if you have
something to say, say it.
Some of your students
beat up my brother.
INSTRUCTOR: Really?
Well, maybe you should sign
him up for some karate lessons.
(snickering)
He doesn't need
your kind of lessons.
No?
No, and let me tell
you something else,
if any of your students
ever touch my brother again,
I'm gonna come back here
and I'm gonna whip
your butt all over this mat.
(snickers)
Hey, don't walk away from me.
You're gonna whip my
butt all over this mat?
If I see you again, that's it!
(typing)
How's it going with
the arrest reports?
Slow, slow.
They were all good cops.
Past few years,
we're talking hundreds
of arrests between 'em.
Hm. Well, keep at it.
We gotta get a break sometime.
I'll see you later.
All right. Where you going?
Oh, the mayor asked
me to brief the city council.
No, more he told me to.
Unless you wanna do it?
No, no.
You sure? Yes.
Well, I tried.
Hey, Tommy?
You don't have to worry
about those guys anymore.
Why? What's up?
I went over to
that karate school
and had a little talk
with their teacher.
You did what?
I was trying to help.
Trying to help?
Who asked you, Trent?
You know, you're not
Dad, and you never will be.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(phone rings)
Yeah, Ranger Trivette.
I need to talk to Ranger Walker.
I see here where he's leading up
this investigation
on the cop killer.
Is that right?
Yes, he is, but he's not
available. Can I help you?
Can I have your name, sir?
Yeah, Sergeant Bill Douglas,
Dallas P.D., two years retired.
All right, Sergeant Douglas,
what can I do for you?
I may have some
information on this cop killing.
If you have information,
why don't you tell
me what you got?
No, not over the phone, Ranger.
You never know who
might be listening.
All right, why don't you tell me
where you're at
and I'll be right over?
2837 Angus, apartment 21.
(dial tone)
( melancholy theme playing)
Roscoe.
Trent.
Do you have a minute?
For you? Always.
Have a seat.
So how are things going for ya?
Fine.
Well... No, actually. Not fine.
As a matter of fact,
pretty much rotten.
I've got a job I can't stand
and a younger brother
who thinks I'm the biggest
jerk in the entire universe.
Hm. Really?
I mean, you know, Roscoe, I
was good at being in the Army.
I-I knew what needed to be
done, and I knew how to do it,
but this, I'm just
no good at it.
Part of me thinks I
should just go and reenlist.
For unto whomsoever
much is given,
of him much shall be required.
Luke, Chapter 12.
Yeah.
I see you've got a little bit
of the Thunder in
you after all, huh?
You know, Trent,
the Lord has given you
some pretty extraordinary gifts.
Now, granted, he's given
you some burdens too,
but it's gonna be up
to you to decide which,
the burdens or the
gifts, win out in the end.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Sergeant Douglas,
this is James
Trivette, Texas Ranger.
Sergeant Douglas?
( dramatic theme playing)
Ugh.
(groaning)
(struggled breathing)
Police!
Oh, jeez.
It's Bill Douglas.
(gasping, coughing)
Oh, my God. He's still alive.
10-71.10-71.
We've got an officer down.
2837 Angus. 2837 Angus.
Coming through! Coming through!
Coming through.
We got a double
GSW to the chest.
Only one exit wound.
Lost a lot of blood.
Pulse thready.
Blood pressure, 85/30.
Everybody ready? Yeah.
One, two, three.
Got it. Got it.
Everybody quiet.
Let's get another line in.
Shallow on the left.
No breath on the
right lung. Roll.
Exit wound.
Upper right, no breath.
Shallow on the left. All
right, I need a trauma kit.
We need a portable chest, stat.
MAN: All right.
His pressure's dropping, 60/30.
All right, open up the
fluids. What's his blood type?
O-positive.
O-positive, B and C, six units.
O-pos, stat.
WOMAN: We're
losing him. No pulse.
He's in V-tach.
Let's defibrillate.
Two hundred joules.
Charging.
Clear.
Pulse? No pulse.
DOCTOR: Three hundred.
Charging.
DOCTOR: Clear.
DOCTOR: Pulse? NURSE: No pulse.
DOCTOR: Three-sixty.
Charging.
Clear.
Pulse?
NURSE: We got a heartbeat.
All right, all right.
Thank you, Lord.
DOCTOR: He's suffered
a tremendous trauma.
Quite a bit of blood loss.
Both bullets missed the
heart by less than an inch.
One passed through cleanly.
We removed the
second during surgery.
What caliber was it?
DOCTOR: Probably a .38.
Is Jimmy gonna
be all right, doctor?
Of course he's gonna
be all right, Alex.
He's strong, he's healthy...
Actually, Ms. Cahill,
it's too early to tell.
He is stable now, but the
next 48 hours are critical.
If you have any questions,
don't hesitate to contact me.
Cordell, me and Alex
talked it over and we're
gonna stay here in shifts.
You know, just in case
something comes up.
I want you to find
the fella that did this,
and when you find him...
(voice cracking): if
you don't bring him in,
that's sure as hell
all right with me.
TRENT: I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have just
gone to the karate school.
I should've talked to you first.
And I know I'm not
Thunder. I'm not trying to be.
You know, Tommy,
this is new for all of us,
and the only way it's gonna
work is if we help each other.
I can't do this by myself.
Well, that's for sure.
(chuckles)
(sighs)
Good.
TRENT: All right.
(grunting)
He's looking pretty
good, isn't he?
Uh-huh. Yeah.
All right. That's
right. Come on.
C.D.: Jimmy, I don't know
if you can hear me or not.
I just wanna talk to you.
I wanna apologize for, uh...
For kiddin' ya so damn much.
I... I don't... I don't
mean anything by that.
(sobbing)
I, uh...
You're a mighty good fella.
I mean, you're a good person,
and, of course, you're
a good Ranger too.
Jim, if I ever had a son...
I'd want him to
be just like you.
Don't you die on me.
Don't you die, Jimmy.
Are those the ballistic
reports from Jimmy's shooting?
Yeah.
Take a look at this.
Trivette was shot with Bill
Douglas' .38 service revolver,
but Douglas was shot
with the same 9 mm
that killed the
other four officers.
I don't get it.
I mean, why would the killer
shoot Jimmy with
a different gun?
I don't know.
But there's someone I can go see
who may help me
answer that question.
I'll see you a little later.
Okay.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Hello, doctor.
Oh, Ranger Walker.
I need to ask you a question.
Oh, of course.
Please, have a seat.
Thanks.
WAITRESS: Do y'all want
a menu? Nothing, thanks.
Oh, okay.
Uh...
why did he use Bill Douglas'
gun to shoot Trivette?
Well, given the often
twisted logic of a serial killer,
the use of a different gun
to shoot Ranger Trivette
makes perfect sense.
Well, just...
Just assume for a moment
that your theory is correct,
and that the shootings
are not random,
and the killer has some sort of
vendetta against these officers.
Well, in that case,
the killer would...
Would plan out each
murder in minute detail.
So Trivette wasn't
part of his plan.
Exactly.
His shooting wasn't
a part of the vendetta.
It was purely a case of survival
on the part of the shooter.
Ranger Trivette was just
in the wrong place
at the wrong time.
What does all this mean?
He's lost his pattern,
and from this point on,
anything can happen.
I mean, anything.
Whoever this maniac is,
he's just become a
complete loose cannon.
Jeez, what took you
so long? You see this?
A $300 silk scarf.
She had it in her purse.
Three hundred
dollars for that thing?
And you have the
nerve to call me a thief?
Oh, please.
Come on.
Okay, this better
be good, Malloy.
( dramatic theme playing)
Carlos.
(clock tolls 12:00)
(shoppers screaming)
(clock tolling)
Okay, Trent,
can you give me a description
of the guy in the mall?
Yeah, he, uh,
was wearing a gray overcoat,
um, black shirt, black pants.
Um, he was wearing these
black boots with, uh, silver tips.
I'd say he was about 5'11",
6 feet. Maybe 200 pounds.
Dark-haired.
Officer Sandoval,
can you give me a
name to that description?
It couldn't be.
H-He's still in prison.
Who is?
Rod Barkley.
He was a metro cop.
(beeps)
Alex, can you pull a
file on a Rod Barkley?
Used to be at the Metro P.D.
Okay. Get it to me as
soon as you can, will ya?
Thanks.
You wanna tell me about it?
(sighs)
It was about three years ago.
I was out on the third
shift, around 2 a.m.
Call came over the radio. A
high-speed pursuit on 6-35.
I was in the vicinity
so I joined the pursuit.
You know how
it is after a chase.
The adrenaline, the fear.
We were all worked up.
(police siren)
( dramatic theme playing)
Get out of the car. Now!
Get out of the car now!
All right. Take it easy.
Jeez, what's the big deal?
What's the big deal?
(grunts)
You wanna know
what the big deal is?
Ugh!
(grunting)
OFFICER 1: Grab him, grab him.
OFFICER 2: Get him off, man.
(groaning)
OFFICER 3: What are you doing?
OFFICER 1: Get off! Get off!
(all clamoring)
OFFICER 2: Take is easy. Ugh!
Take it easy.
OFFICER 3: Come on.
All right, all right. Aargh!
CARLOS: It happened so
fast. We were all shocked.
Barkley just lost it.
I mean, he almost
killed the kid.
What happened to Barkley?
Charges were brought up
against him on attempted murder.
At first he was gonna fight it,
but when he found out we
weren't gonna back him up,
he pled it out.
Took a six to ten with
assault with a deadly.
As part of the agreement
he got to serve it
at a federal facility,
someplace in
California, I think.
Lompoc.
He was cited three
times for excessive force,
numerous citizen complaints,
and twice
investigated by the IAD.
He just got released
on good behavior
three months ago.
Where does he live?
4100 Buckner Boulevard.
Can you get me a warrant?
You bet.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(police sirens wailing)
OFFICER 1: All right, this way.
OFFICER 2: Yes, sir.
( dramatic theme playing)
Police, open up.
Police, open up!
(beeping)
Police. Open up.
OFFICER 1: You all right?
OFFICER 2: Yeah, I'm fine.
( ominous theme playing)
Dispatch, this is Ranger Walker.
DISPATCHER: Go
ahead, Ranger Walker.
Patch me through to
Carlos Sandoval, Dallas P.D.
Officer Sandoval is 10-7.
What's his 20?
118 Providence Way.
Whoa, I better be
getting back to work.
I'll walk you out.
CARLOS: After you,
partner. Thank you.
Homework. Who's got it?
Not me. Nope.
Done, done, done.
Oh, bah. All right.
CARLOS: Thanks
again for saving my butt.
(chuckling)
Seriously, Trent, I mean,
you've got some amazing
instincts and abilities.
There's gotta be some
way for you to use 'em,
and I don't mean at the mall.
Actually, I've been
thinking about that myself,
and I think I may
have found the answer.
So, what is it?
I'll tell you soon, but I,
uh, promised someone else
that they'd be
the first to know.
Well, I'll be the second.
You got it.
See you later, buddy. All right.
(tires screech)
Hey, Carlos. (bell tolls)
(grunts)
Let's go!
( dramatic theme playing)
(siren blares)
They're up there. Let's go.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(gunshot)
(gunshot)
Trent!
What's wrong?
I'm sorry. I-It's
the height. I-I can't.
It's okay, buddy.
It's okay. Come on.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Don't worry about
it. You stay there.
( eerie whispers)
Oh.
( dramatic theme playing)
(grunts)
Oh!
(both grunting)
Take it easy. Jeez.
What's the big deal?
What's the big deal?
Take it easy. Take it easy.
What's... What's the big deal?
What's the big...
What's the big deal?
(grunting)
(screams)
Walker, you're gonna fall
with me if you don't let me go.
(grunts)
CARLOS: Trent. Hang on, buddy.
Okay, give me your hand.
All right. All right.
( joyous orchestral
theme playing)
(all panting)
Looks like you overcame
your fear of heights, Carlos.
Now, who's afraid of heights?
Get me off this thing.
(snoring)
(snoring)
Welcome back, partner.
I might need a
couple of days off.
Well, Thunder, you sure left
me some pretty big shoes to fill.
And you know what?
That's the best thing
you could've left me.
I know what I wanna do now.
I wanna help people.
Might not be able to help
them the way that you did,
but I can help them my way.
I hope this doesn't
come too late, Dad.
I love you.
(whimpers)
And, Dad...
I know you love me too.
(whimpering)
So how's the shoulder?
(grunts)
Better.
Sorry I asked.
You know, Trent,
I've been thinking
about your future.
Well, that makes two of us.
Now, you said that
you wanna help people,
but you won't carry a gun.
So my thoughts are
that maybe you should
become a karate teacher...
Private investigator.
Private investigator?
Karate teacher?
BOTH: Hmm.
Well, what do you think?
I think this is it.
( upbeat theme playing)
Hey! Hey!
(giggles)
Oh, you didn't...
Man, it is so great that Walker
helped you get
this thing started.
There's a lot of
people out there
that really need
the martial arts.
That's not all they need.
Tommy, just the
man I was looking for.
Here, take this out
to the trash for me.
Why me? Now, you see,
that might be an
excellent question
to ask your older brother,
but it's a lousy question
to ask your sensei.
W-Why do I get the feeling
there's gonna be times when
I'm really gonna hate this?
(laughing)
Come on. Let's get back to work.
Do you really think that you
can compete against us, punk?
Yeah. Yeah, I do.
I guess we'll see about that.
Why do I get the feeling
that there's gonna be times
when I'm really
gonna enjoy this?
(laughs)
ALL: One, two, three.
(laughing and groaning)
Well, there's only
one thing else to do.
Trent, you have the honors.
Thank you, sir.
Yay.
(everyone cheers)
All right.
TRENT: Hiya, Hiya, Hiya...
EVERYONE: Hai. Hai. Hai...
(phone rings)
Thunder Karate.
Yes, we accept
children 5 and up.
(buzzer)
(buzzer)
Trent Malloy,
when all else fails.
(yells karate command)
Tommy.
KATIE: He'll be right
with you. All right.
Would you like to come
down and get a schedule?
All right, thank you.
Thank you. I'll see you then.
This is Trent Malloy.
(yelling)
I see, and how long has
he been stalking you?
Have you gone to the police?
I can help you.
All right, give me your address.
(yelling)
I'll be right there.
Mom, I gotta go.
Tommy's taking
charge of the class.
(yelling)
I hope you can help that woman.
And, son, be careful, okay?
I hope so too. I always am.
THUNDER: And seeing the
multitudes, he went up into a mountain.
When he was set, his
disciples came unto him.
And he opened his mouth,
and taught them, saying,
"Blessed are the poor in spirit,
"for theirs is the
kingdom of heaven.
"Blessed are they that mourn,
for they shall be comforted.
"Blessed are the meek, for
they shall inherit the earth.
"Blessed are they which hunger
and thirst for righteousness,
"for they shall be filled.
"Blessed are the merciful,
for they shall obtain mercy.
"Blessed are the pure at
heart, for they shall see God.
"And blessed are
the peacemakers,
for they shall be called
the children of God."
( joyous orchestral
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 ♪
theme playing)
( dramatic theme playing)
NARRATOR: Last time
on Walker, Texas Ranger:
What, you're...? You gonna jump?
Yeah, I'll see you
on the ground.
Ah! Oh, no! Oh!
Whoa.
Oh, yeah.
(cheering)
Whoa, yeah!
Hell, yeah.
(crowd cheering)
(whimpers)
(grunts)
Dad!
( melancholy theme playing)
Thunder?
KATIE (whispers): We
had a wonderful life together.
And I'm really
grateful for that.
I just wish it didn't
have to end so soon.
But I know you're
in a better place.
And don't worry
about us, sweetheart.
We'll be fine.
Mom?
(sobbing): Trent. Oh, Trent.
WALKER: Someone
is randomly killing cops.
Or killing people who
happen to be cops.
( ominous theme playing)
You were one
heck of a competitor.
One heck of a teacher.
( motivational theme playing)
(groans)
Okay, okay. I feel better.
What are your plans?
( suspenseful theme playing)
MAN: Easy, easy, Mitch.
Don't you recognize me?
Yeah.
(electronic beep)
(grunts)
TRENT: You know, I thought I had
my future all figured out.
But now, I just don't know.
Trent, your daddy
was a hard man.
He was a good man,
but he was a hard man.
He never took that
picture out of his Bible.
Never.
Aren't you...?
(grunting)
Give it back to him.
What'd you say?
(screams)
BULLY: Yeah. (groaning)
You wanna talk about it?
There's nothing
to talk about, Trent.
I'm not you, okay?
WOMAN: My
preliminary investigation
shows it to be consistent
with the other killings:
close range and face to face.
MAN: Hi, Danny, it's me.
OFFICER: What are you doing?
(grunting)
( soft choir theme playing)
(gunshot)
CARLOS: Why don't
you join the police force?
TRENT: You know why, Carlos.
We was just kids, man.
You... You gotta let that go.
Hey, that doesn't
make it any easier.
Why does that mean
you can't join the force?
Because I won't
carry a gun, Carlos.
But, how do you get through
the Army without carrying a gun?
Simple, I used my
martial-arts training
to become a hand-to-hand
combat instructor.
Still afraid of heights?
Heh. Sure am, Ranger Walker.
( 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 ♪
All right, guys.
Fighting stance.
High block.
Punch.
Kick.
Where's my kiai?
(giggles)
Here, I wanna hear
a kiai, okay? Okay.
Okay. Punch. Kick. BOTH: Kiai.
Good, good. High block.
Punch. Kick.
BOTH: Kiai.
Good. That's it, guys.
High block. Punch.
Hey, Tommy, would
you like to learn?
No.
I would if I were you.
Tyler.
Guys, you keep practicing
what I showed you.
(yelling): I know what happened.
Roscoe called to
see if you were okay.
Adam told me the whole story.
I want you to know,
I'm real proud of you.
For what? Getting
my butt kicked?
No, for standing
up to those guys.
Look, Tommy, I'm your
brother. I wanna help.
Now, there are a lot of
things that I can't teach you,
but this is
something that I can.
Nice one, nice one.
Keep those elbows in.
Keep those elbows in.
Guard yourself. Guard yourself.
Nice and loose.
Nice and relaxed.
Okay, recoil. You
wanna recoil there.
You wanna bring that
ankle down a little bit.
That's the one. That's
a boy. Thattaboy.
Not bad, Malloys.
That's it. Come on.
Hey, hey. Hey, Carlos.
Maybe this is something
I oughta pick up.
I've only been telling you
that for what, uh, 20 years?
CARLOS: I'm a little slow.
DISPATCHER: All units in the
vicinity of Pearl and McKinney,
report of a domestic
disturbance at 2216 Oak Lawn.
Repeat. 2216 Oak Lawn.
That's right down
the street. Yeah.
I'll see you guys later. Okay.
CARLOS: Dispatch,
this is A-14. I've got it.
All right, remember,
relax, keep the elbows in.
CARLOS: Dispatch, A-14
on scene. 2216 Oak Lawn.
( suspenseful theme playing)
CARLOS: How you doing?
All right. Everything okay?
Mm-hm. Just fine. False alarm.
Best kind to have.
(laughs)
All right. I'll see you later.
I don't know, Walker.
The idea of some nut out there
randomly gunning
down police officers.
I don't think that's what
we're dealing with here.
What do you mean?
Well, let's go back
to the first shooting.
Officer Williams makes
a routine traffic stop
on a deserted stretch of road.
Now, how did the
shooter know where to be
at that exact time and
that exact location?
You think he's stalking them?
Yeah, I do, and
I'll tell you why.
Mitch Williams was a
DPS Officer for seven years.
He was no rookie.
The driver he pulled over
stated that as she
was pulling away,
she saw another vehicle
pull behind the police car.
She also stated that
she saw a man get out,
start walking toward
Officer Williams.
Now, what's the first thing you
do when you feel threatened?
Unsnap the safety
strap from my sidearm.
That's right.
Take a look at this.
He knew the shooter.
Easy. Easy, Mitch.
Don't you recognize me?
Yeah.
Exactly.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Hey, Trent, guess what I've got?
I got tickets to the Mav's game
this weekend. You interested?
Who are they playing?
Chicago.
I'm interested. (chuckles)
Thought you would be.
How's Tommy doing?
He's doing good. Real good.
Ugh.
You know, I'm kind
of gettin' to enjoy this.
Ah!
You call that karate?
I'll show you karate.
Ah!
Oh, no. Moses, come
back. Come back.
We haven't rinsed
you off. Moses.
Peanut, pass me the Phillips.
Um, okay.
Thank you.
"Nevertheless, he still
had some more questions.
How's it possible for...?"
Oh, no, not again.
( melancholy theme playing)
Tommy? Tommy.
What's goin' on?
I got into it with
the same guy: Scott.
I was doing good, but then
his two buddies jumped in and...
They all train over at the
Jake Lyons Karate School.
They really know
their karate, you know.
Those guys know
nothing about karate.
(sniffs)
( grunts)
(man grunting)
MAN 1: No, no, no,
no. MAN 2: Oh, man.
MAN 1: You call
that a round kick?
Ugh.
INSTRUCTOR: Yeah,
it's hard to breathe
when you don't
keep your hands up.
That's a round kick.
Yes, sir.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Everybody break.
What can I do for you?
Can we talk in private?
INSTRUCTOR: Well,
actually I'm a little busy,
so, uh, if you have
something to say, say it.
Some of your students
beat up my brother.
INSTRUCTOR: Really?
Well, maybe you should sign
him up for some karate lessons.
(snickering)
He doesn't need
your kind of lessons.
No?
No, and let me tell
you something else,
if any of your students
ever touch my brother again,
I'm gonna come back here
and I'm gonna whip
your butt all over this mat.
(snickers)
Hey, don't walk away from me.
You're gonna whip my
butt all over this mat?
If I see you again, that's it!
(typing)
How's it going with
the arrest reports?
Slow, slow.
They were all good cops.
Past few years,
we're talking hundreds
of arrests between 'em.
Hm. Well, keep at it.
We gotta get a break sometime.
I'll see you later.
All right. Where you going?
Oh, the mayor asked
me to brief the city council.
No, more he told me to.
Unless you wanna do it?
No, no.
You sure? Yes.
Well, I tried.
Hey, Tommy?
You don't have to worry
about those guys anymore.
Why? What's up?
I went over to
that karate school
and had a little talk
with their teacher.
You did what?
I was trying to help.
Trying to help?
Who asked you, Trent?
You know, you're not
Dad, and you never will be.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(phone rings)
Yeah, Ranger Trivette.
I need to talk to Ranger Walker.
I see here where he's leading up
this investigation
on the cop killer.
Is that right?
Yes, he is, but he's not
available. Can I help you?
Can I have your name, sir?
Yeah, Sergeant Bill Douglas,
Dallas P.D., two years retired.
All right, Sergeant Douglas,
what can I do for you?
I may have some
information on this cop killing.
If you have information,
why don't you tell
me what you got?
No, not over the phone, Ranger.
You never know who
might be listening.
All right, why don't you tell me
where you're at
and I'll be right over?
2837 Angus, apartment 21.
(dial tone)
( melancholy theme playing)
Roscoe.
Trent.
Do you have a minute?
For you? Always.
Have a seat.
So how are things going for ya?
Fine.
Well... No, actually. Not fine.
As a matter of fact,
pretty much rotten.
I've got a job I can't stand
and a younger brother
who thinks I'm the biggest
jerk in the entire universe.
Hm. Really?
I mean, you know, Roscoe, I
was good at being in the Army.
I-I knew what needed to be
done, and I knew how to do it,
but this, I'm just
no good at it.
Part of me thinks I
should just go and reenlist.
For unto whomsoever
much is given,
of him much shall be required.
Luke, Chapter 12.
Yeah.
I see you've got a little bit
of the Thunder in
you after all, huh?
You know, Trent,
the Lord has given you
some pretty extraordinary gifts.
Now, granted, he's given
you some burdens too,
but it's gonna be up
to you to decide which,
the burdens or the
gifts, win out in the end.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Sergeant Douglas,
this is James
Trivette, Texas Ranger.
Sergeant Douglas?
( dramatic theme playing)
Ugh.
(groaning)
(struggled breathing)
Police!
Oh, jeez.
It's Bill Douglas.
(gasping, coughing)
Oh, my God. He's still alive.
10-71.10-71.
We've got an officer down.
2837 Angus. 2837 Angus.
Coming through! Coming through!
Coming through.
We got a double
GSW to the chest.
Only one exit wound.
Lost a lot of blood.
Pulse thready.
Blood pressure, 85/30.
Everybody ready? Yeah.
One, two, three.
Got it. Got it.
Everybody quiet.
Let's get another line in.
Shallow on the left.
No breath on the
right lung. Roll.
Exit wound.
Upper right, no breath.
Shallow on the left. All
right, I need a trauma kit.
We need a portable chest, stat.
MAN: All right.
His pressure's dropping, 60/30.
All right, open up the
fluids. What's his blood type?
O-positive.
O-positive, B and C, six units.
O-pos, stat.
WOMAN: We're
losing him. No pulse.
He's in V-tach.
Let's defibrillate.
Two hundred joules.
Charging.
Clear.
Pulse? No pulse.
DOCTOR: Three hundred.
Charging.
DOCTOR: Clear.
DOCTOR: Pulse? NURSE: No pulse.
DOCTOR: Three-sixty.
Charging.
Clear.
Pulse?
NURSE: We got a heartbeat.
All right, all right.
Thank you, Lord.
DOCTOR: He's suffered
a tremendous trauma.
Quite a bit of blood loss.
Both bullets missed the
heart by less than an inch.
One passed through cleanly.
We removed the
second during surgery.
What caliber was it?
DOCTOR: Probably a .38.
Is Jimmy gonna
be all right, doctor?
Of course he's gonna
be all right, Alex.
He's strong, he's healthy...
Actually, Ms. Cahill,
it's too early to tell.
He is stable now, but the
next 48 hours are critical.
If you have any questions,
don't hesitate to contact me.
Cordell, me and Alex
talked it over and we're
gonna stay here in shifts.
You know, just in case
something comes up.
I want you to find
the fella that did this,
and when you find him...
(voice cracking): if
you don't bring him in,
that's sure as hell
all right with me.
TRENT: I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have just
gone to the karate school.
I should've talked to you first.
And I know I'm not
Thunder. I'm not trying to be.
You know, Tommy,
this is new for all of us,
and the only way it's gonna
work is if we help each other.
I can't do this by myself.
Well, that's for sure.
(chuckles)
(sighs)
Good.
TRENT: All right.
(grunting)
He's looking pretty
good, isn't he?
Uh-huh. Yeah.
All right. That's
right. Come on.
C.D.: Jimmy, I don't know
if you can hear me or not.
I just wanna talk to you.
I wanna apologize for, uh...
For kiddin' ya so damn much.
I... I don't... I don't
mean anything by that.
(sobbing)
I, uh...
You're a mighty good fella.
I mean, you're a good person,
and, of course, you're
a good Ranger too.
Jim, if I ever had a son...
I'd want him to
be just like you.
Don't you die on me.
Don't you die, Jimmy.
Are those the ballistic
reports from Jimmy's shooting?
Yeah.
Take a look at this.
Trivette was shot with Bill
Douglas' .38 service revolver,
but Douglas was shot
with the same 9 mm
that killed the
other four officers.
I don't get it.
I mean, why would the killer
shoot Jimmy with
a different gun?
I don't know.
But there's someone I can go see
who may help me
answer that question.
I'll see you a little later.
Okay.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Hello, doctor.
Oh, Ranger Walker.
I need to ask you a question.
Oh, of course.
Please, have a seat.
Thanks.
WAITRESS: Do y'all want
a menu? Nothing, thanks.
Oh, okay.
Uh...
why did he use Bill Douglas'
gun to shoot Trivette?
Well, given the often
twisted logic of a serial killer,
the use of a different gun
to shoot Ranger Trivette
makes perfect sense.
Well, just...
Just assume for a moment
that your theory is correct,
and that the shootings
are not random,
and the killer has some sort of
vendetta against these officers.
Well, in that case,
the killer would...
Would plan out each
murder in minute detail.
So Trivette wasn't
part of his plan.
Exactly.
His shooting wasn't
a part of the vendetta.
It was purely a case of survival
on the part of the shooter.
Ranger Trivette was just
in the wrong place
at the wrong time.
What does all this mean?
He's lost his pattern,
and from this point on,
anything can happen.
I mean, anything.
Whoever this maniac is,
he's just become a
complete loose cannon.
Jeez, what took you
so long? You see this?
A $300 silk scarf.
She had it in her purse.
Three hundred
dollars for that thing?
And you have the
nerve to call me a thief?
Oh, please.
Come on.
Okay, this better
be good, Malloy.
( dramatic theme playing)
Carlos.
(clock tolls 12:00)
(shoppers screaming)
(clock tolling)
Okay, Trent,
can you give me a description
of the guy in the mall?
Yeah, he, uh,
was wearing a gray overcoat,
um, black shirt, black pants.
Um, he was wearing these
black boots with, uh, silver tips.
I'd say he was about 5'11",
6 feet. Maybe 200 pounds.
Dark-haired.
Officer Sandoval,
can you give me a
name to that description?
It couldn't be.
H-He's still in prison.
Who is?
Rod Barkley.
He was a metro cop.
(beeps)
Alex, can you pull a
file on a Rod Barkley?
Used to be at the Metro P.D.
Okay. Get it to me as
soon as you can, will ya?
Thanks.
You wanna tell me about it?
(sighs)
It was about three years ago.
I was out on the third
shift, around 2 a.m.
Call came over the radio. A
high-speed pursuit on 6-35.
I was in the vicinity
so I joined the pursuit.
You know how
it is after a chase.
The adrenaline, the fear.
We were all worked up.
(police siren)
( dramatic theme playing)
Get out of the car. Now!
Get out of the car now!
All right. Take it easy.
Jeez, what's the big deal?
What's the big deal?
(grunts)
You wanna know
what the big deal is?
Ugh!
(grunting)
OFFICER 1: Grab him, grab him.
OFFICER 2: Get him off, man.
(groaning)
OFFICER 3: What are you doing?
OFFICER 1: Get off! Get off!
(all clamoring)
OFFICER 2: Take is easy. Ugh!
Take it easy.
OFFICER 3: Come on.
All right, all right. Aargh!
CARLOS: It happened so
fast. We were all shocked.
Barkley just lost it.
I mean, he almost
killed the kid.
What happened to Barkley?
Charges were brought up
against him on attempted murder.
At first he was gonna fight it,
but when he found out we
weren't gonna back him up,
he pled it out.
Took a six to ten with
assault with a deadly.
As part of the agreement
he got to serve it
at a federal facility,
someplace in
California, I think.
Lompoc.
He was cited three
times for excessive force,
numerous citizen complaints,
and twice
investigated by the IAD.
He just got released
on good behavior
three months ago.
Where does he live?
4100 Buckner Boulevard.
Can you get me a warrant?
You bet.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(police sirens wailing)
OFFICER 1: All right, this way.
OFFICER 2: Yes, sir.
( dramatic theme playing)
Police, open up.
Police, open up!
(beeping)
Police. Open up.
OFFICER 1: You all right?
OFFICER 2: Yeah, I'm fine.
( ominous theme playing)
Dispatch, this is Ranger Walker.
DISPATCHER: Go
ahead, Ranger Walker.
Patch me through to
Carlos Sandoval, Dallas P.D.
Officer Sandoval is 10-7.
What's his 20?
118 Providence Way.
Whoa, I better be
getting back to work.
I'll walk you out.
CARLOS: After you,
partner. Thank you.
Homework. Who's got it?
Not me. Nope.
Done, done, done.
Oh, bah. All right.
CARLOS: Thanks
again for saving my butt.
(chuckling)
Seriously, Trent, I mean,
you've got some amazing
instincts and abilities.
There's gotta be some
way for you to use 'em,
and I don't mean at the mall.
Actually, I've been
thinking about that myself,
and I think I may
have found the answer.
So, what is it?
I'll tell you soon, but I,
uh, promised someone else
that they'd be
the first to know.
Well, I'll be the second.
You got it.
See you later, buddy. All right.
(tires screech)
Hey, Carlos. (bell tolls)
(grunts)
Let's go!
( dramatic theme playing)
(siren blares)
They're up there. Let's go.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(gunshot)
(gunshot)
Trent!
What's wrong?
I'm sorry. I-It's
the height. I-I can't.
It's okay, buddy.
It's okay. Come on.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Don't worry about
it. You stay there.
( eerie whispers)
Oh.
( dramatic theme playing)
(grunts)
Oh!
(both grunting)
Take it easy. Jeez.
What's the big deal?
What's the big deal?
Take it easy. Take it easy.
What's... What's the big deal?
What's the big...
What's the big deal?
(grunting)
(screams)
Walker, you're gonna fall
with me if you don't let me go.
(grunts)
CARLOS: Trent. Hang on, buddy.
Okay, give me your hand.
All right. All right.
( joyous orchestral
theme playing)
(all panting)
Looks like you overcame
your fear of heights, Carlos.
Now, who's afraid of heights?
Get me off this thing.
(snoring)
(snoring)
Welcome back, partner.
I might need a
couple of days off.
Well, Thunder, you sure left
me some pretty big shoes to fill.
And you know what?
That's the best thing
you could've left me.
I know what I wanna do now.
I wanna help people.
Might not be able to help
them the way that you did,
but I can help them my way.
I hope this doesn't
come too late, Dad.
I love you.
(whimpers)
And, Dad...
I know you love me too.
(whimpering)
So how's the shoulder?
(grunts)
Better.
Sorry I asked.
You know, Trent,
I've been thinking
about your future.
Well, that makes two of us.
Now, you said that
you wanna help people,
but you won't carry a gun.
So my thoughts are
that maybe you should
become a karate teacher...
Private investigator.
Private investigator?
Karate teacher?
BOTH: Hmm.
Well, what do you think?
I think this is it.
( upbeat theme playing)
Hey! Hey!
(giggles)
Oh, you didn't...
Man, it is so great that Walker
helped you get
this thing started.
There's a lot of
people out there
that really need
the martial arts.
That's not all they need.
Tommy, just the
man I was looking for.
Here, take this out
to the trash for me.
Why me? Now, you see,
that might be an
excellent question
to ask your older brother,
but it's a lousy question
to ask your sensei.
W-Why do I get the feeling
there's gonna be times when
I'm really gonna hate this?
(laughing)
Come on. Let's get back to work.
Do you really think that you
can compete against us, punk?
Yeah. Yeah, I do.
I guess we'll see about that.
Why do I get the feeling
that there's gonna be times
when I'm really
gonna enjoy this?
(laughs)
ALL: One, two, three.
(laughing and groaning)
Well, there's only
one thing else to do.
Trent, you have the honors.
Thank you, sir.
Yay.
(everyone cheers)
All right.
TRENT: Hiya, Hiya, Hiya...
EVERYONE: Hai. Hai. Hai...
(phone rings)
Thunder Karate.
Yes, we accept
children 5 and up.
(buzzer)
(buzzer)
Trent Malloy,
when all else fails.
(yells karate command)
Tommy.
KATIE: He'll be right
with you. All right.
Would you like to come
down and get a schedule?
All right, thank you.
Thank you. I'll see you then.
This is Trent Malloy.
(yelling)
I see, and how long has
he been stalking you?
Have you gone to the police?
I can help you.
All right, give me your address.
(yelling)
I'll be right there.
Mom, I gotta go.
Tommy's taking
charge of the class.
(yelling)
I hope you can help that woman.
And, son, be careful, okay?
I hope so too. I always am.
THUNDER: And seeing the
multitudes, he went up into a mountain.
When he was set, his
disciples came unto him.
And he opened his mouth,
and taught them, saying,
"Blessed are the poor in spirit,
"for theirs is the
kingdom of heaven.
"Blessed are they that mourn,
for they shall be comforted.
"Blessed are the meek, for
they shall inherit the earth.
"Blessed are they which hunger
and thirst for righteousness,
"for they shall be filled.
"Blessed are the merciful,
for they shall obtain mercy.
"Blessed are the pure at
heart, for they shall see God.
"And blessed are
the peacemakers,
for they shall be called
the children of God."
( joyous orchestral
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 ♪