Walker, Texas Ranger (1993–2001): Season 5, Episode 3 - Ghost Rider - full transcript

Come on, this way.

Keep your head down.

What the hell?

Hold it!

Hold up.

What you got? MAN 2: Get it up.

What's going on, Ron?

Whoa.

Somebody better
notify the authorities.

Hey, guys, look at this.

Coroner says he
needs a little more time.

I'm gonna talk
to the contractor.

Right.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

All right, I'm gonna
talk to the contractor.

Right.

♪ 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, coroner
finished his prelim exam.

Skeleton appears
to be that of a...

Teenage boy.

Murdered.

That's exactly right.

Now, the bullet's lodged
in the fourth vertebra.

Looks like a .30-cal.

The coroner also believes
the victim might be Asian.

Native American.

This necklace is Apache.

Mescalero.

Walker, where's
all this coming from?

How do you know it's a boy? How
do you know he was murdered?

You're sure he's Indian?

Because I saw a young Indian boy

on a white pony.

Okay, where is
he? Where'd he go?

Won't believe me
if I tell you. Try me.

Okay.

He rode right
through these rocks.

I don't believe you.

I know.

Wh...? There are no tracks.

What is he, a ghost rider?

I don't know, Trivette.

All I do know is
this necklace is real.

And it belonged to
the dead Indian boy.

But how do you know?
The coroner's saying that

those bones have been
there for eight or ten years.

How can the necklace
and the skeleton

possibly be connected?

It's crazy.

Yeah.

Real crazy.

Hello, Rangers.

I'm Walt Taylor,
Chief of Security

for Forman Development.

I'm Walker.

This is my partner, Trivette.

Howdy.

What can we do for you?

Mr. Forman sent me down here

to see if we can be of any help.

Word's out about what
you boys found down here.

News travels fast.

Well, we appreciate the
offer, but what's your concern?

Well, since that
skeleton was dug up

adjacent to Forman
Development land

and Forman City limits,

Mr. Forman sent me down here

to see if there was anything
we could do to make certain

that neither would
be adversely affected

by the death of an Indian kid.

This case'll be investigated
just like any other.

Well, sure.

Of course.

If there's anything
I can do to help,

just ask, okay?

Anything at all.

Just any... Anything.

Did you tell anyone
about my idea

that the victim
was an Indian boy?

No, I try to leave
that speculation

up to my mystical partner.

Then how did Mr. Taylor know

it was an Indian boy?

Yeah, how'd he know?

Just 16 years old.

He had his whole
life ahead of him.

What a shame.

Who is this guy?

How are we gonna find out
anything after eight years?

There was nothing
in the hole with him.

Right? There's no
ID, no belt buckle.

He didn't have anything on him.

You know what I'm thinking?

Why don't we do
dental impressions?

Because if he's an
Apache like you say he is,

there's that
Mescalero reservation

on the other side of
the New Mexico border.

That's not a bad idea.
I've got another idea.

Ranger Walker.

Ah, Professor Labeau.

Hello.

Professor Labeau, Alex Cahill,

James Trivette.

Hi. Hi.

You wanna take a
look? Please, yes.

Of course.

I read an article
about you in the paper.

I read the same one.

Hey, well, I didn't
read the article.

What's up?

Professor Labeau
does anthropological

and facial reconstruction.

Forensic sculpturing.

Oh, okay.

I read about that in National G.

So you're gonna take
the caveman's skull,

you're gonna slap
some clay on it,

and you're gonna tell
us what he looks like.

It's a bit more complicated,
but that's the general idea.

I think it's worth a try.

Oh, great.

That's him.

Damn.

After all this time
it's got to come flying

right back in our face.

Well, it's bad, Mitch.
Bad for Forman City

and it's bad for this
family's good name.

Good name?

You flatter yourself.

Powerful name, maybe.

A name that keeps certain
politicians up at night.

But good?

Please, Daddy, spare me.

You watch your mouth, son.

We understand each other?

I'm sorry.

Mitchell bad boy,
Mitchell gets spanked.

Consider my butt tanned
and my attitude adjusted.

This laissez-faire
attitude of yours

is getting a little
hard to swallow.

Is that why I'm still not
running Forman Development?

Oh, not again.

We've been there
and back on that one.

No, that's it, all right.

Me.

It should be me in charge.

Because without me,

none of this would've happened.

That's right.

None of this would've happened.

Walt, you look like
you seen a ghost.

What are we gonna do,
Mr. Forman, about all this?

Yeah, Mr. Forman.

What are we gonna do?

Nothing.

Not yet.

We're gonna keep quiet.

But Mr. Forman, I don't
think you understand.

Don't tell me what I
don't understand, Walt.

'Cause you're in deep.
You're deep as we are.

Now, there's a difference.

See, the Forman name

can turn this any which
way we want it to go.

We got the money for
the best lawyers in Texas.

And what you got
is a public defender

and the rest of
your life in prison.

So you keep your
mouth shut, Walt.

Do as you're told.

You frightened, Walt?

Well, what we gonna
do, Mr. Forman?

I think you ought to do
what Daddy said, Walt.

Keep your mouth shut.

My name is Ranger Walker.

I'd like to ask you
a few questions.

What is it I can do for
you, Ranger Walker?

Well, I understand you've been
working here for over ten years.

That's right.

I'm looking for someone

who might know this boy.

Yeah, I think I do.

This looks like
Tom's little brother.

Tom who? Tom Raven.

This could be his brother Billy.

Um, do you recognize this?

Yeah, this is Billy's.

Um...

Order up.

I ha... I have to get,
uh, to the kitchen now.

Just a couple more
questions, please.

No. No more questions.

I already told you all I could
remember, Ranger Walker.

Por favor, señor.

Got to get him in crossfire.

What's that?

What's going on?

Come on, drive, man, drive.

Go, go.

What in the hell
have you done now?

What I've done is now
15 targets without a miss.

You know what I'm talking about.

Not until you tell me.

The attempt on the life

of that Ranger, Cordell
Walker. That's what.

Oh, yes, that.

Yeah, I heard
something about it.

But you don't think I had
anything to do with it, do you?

Look, I give you my word.

Well, your word
isn't worth much.

Apparently. Apparently?

You mean obviously.

Ever since your mother died

it's been one lie after another

like some kind of cheap novel.

Oh, please.

I've been trying to love you

for 27 years, Mitchell.

I've paid very dearly.

Keep going, you're so close.

Hurry! Catch him on the swing.

Catch him on the swing.
Can you push him?

Push.

Lupe, go inside, please.

Hello. Hi.

Had a feeling I'd see you again.

Mrs. Alonzo, this is my partner,

Ranger Trivette. Pleasure.

Um, please take a seat.

Can you tell us anything else

about Billy and Tom Raven?

Not much, but I will try.

Tom and I were
seeing each other.

He'd come by the diner
and Billy would be with him.

It was a happy time.

One night about eight years ago,

Tom and I were
supposed to go on a date.

He didn't come to pick me up.

The next day I
went to his place,

a trailer he
lived in with Billy,

but he was not there.

The... The police were there.

They told me Tom had
been shot in the head.

They thought that
Billy had done it,

then ran away.

Anyway, that's
what they told me.

Do you believe that?

No. Billy could
never do such a thing.

He and Thomas,
they loved each other.

Did Thomas die?

They told me he survived,

with severe brain damage.

Who told you?

Dr. Sheldon.

At the Brookside Sanitarium
where they put Tom.

I went there,

but Dr. Sheldon said it
was useless to see Tom,

that the bullet had
completely damaged his brain,

and that he would never recover.

I understand Tom is
still there at Brookside.

He's been there eight years.

Okay, thank you very
much, Mrs. Alonzo.

We appreciate it.

You're welcome.

Thanks. Thank you.

So?

So let's go to Brookside
and see Tom Raven.

Okay, that's fine.

But, Walker, you gotta do
me a favor on this, all right?

What? Don't say anything

about seeing ghosts
to those people,

or we're gonna spend a
lot more time at Brookside

than we want to, okay?

Whatever you say.

Mr. Raven's file could
be a chapter and verse,

a definitive textbook
on the variants

inherent in
depression-related violence.

Sociopathic tendencies,
schizophrenia.

Of course, the brain damage done

by the bullet that
almost killed him.

Is that him?

Yes, it is.

He looks dangerous.

So then I can go with you?

No.

I could insist, you know.

As Raven's physician of record,

it's my right to go in with you!

You can insist all
you want, doctor,

but you're not going in with us.

It's a murder investigation.
You have no authority, doc.

Very well. Let them in.

Turn this on.

Is that me, Tom?

I need to ask you
some questions.

Do you understand?

Understanding is
what none of us do,

except for me

and you.

Can you tell me what happened?

Anything at all?

Mm-hm.

He rides the lightning.

Lightning?

Are you talking
about the lightning

on your brother's chest?

The thunder.

The thunder is
filled with God's fire,

then this protects
him from the evil.

From the evil.

The evil.

Tom, I need to
know who shot you.

Who shot you?

Oh, no, no, no.

No, no more. No more!

No more! I go exploding.

I go exploding! I go exploding!

No, no, no. No more, no more.

I go exploding. I go exploding!

I go exploding. I go
exploding. I go exploding.

I go exploding. I go exploding.

Whoa-ho-ho.

I gotta tell you, I
gotta go with Sheldon.

That guy is as
loony as a June bug.

I don't think so, Trivette.

Oh, but you don't think so?

No, I don't.

You know what? And I'm
not even gonna ask why.

Yes, I am. Why don't
you think he's crazy?

Because... Watch out!

Shoot!

Shoot!

I'll take him myself.

No!

This is Trivette.

I'm at Diplomat
and Farmers Branch.

I got a crashed
and burning tractor.

Ambulance is coming. Okay.

Take it easy, Walt.

Guess who owns
Brookside Sanitarium

where Tom Raven's been
hanging out for eight years.

Tell me.

Del Forman.

So, what do you think?

I think Tom Raven

is telling us who
shot his brother,

and whoever it is

has a distinctive
mark on his face.

Trivette? Yeah?

Run a profile on Del
Forman and his son.

Same birthmark.

That's not evidence.

Especially coming from a man

who's been declared
legally insane.

Walker.

Okay, thanks, doctor.

Walt Taylor can talk.

I'm gonna go see what he knows.

You guys keep digging.

All right.

You know, Jimmy,
I'm beginning to think

that Walker really did
see a ghost out there.

You doubt him?

And you didn't?

Not for an instant.

Alex, paranormal events
are as commonplace to me

as the changing of the weather.

Oh, right. Since when?

How you feeling?

Why didn't you do it, Walt?

Why didn't you shoot?

I done a lot of bad things,

but murder ain't one of 'em.

You wanna talk about it?

No.

Tell me, Walt.

Did you shoot Billy Raven?

No, no.

Then who did?

I can't tell you that.

I... I can't tell you that.

Cardiologist, please
report to the O.R.

Well, it's Ranger
Walker, isn't it?

I'm Mitch Forman.

I know who you are.

Yeah, well,

just came by to
see how Walt Taylor

was coming along,

but, uh, they won't
let us in to see him.

Heh-heh.

He must have gone crazy
to try something like that.

Not half as crazy as
you putting him up to it.

Well, well, now, Ranger Walker.

What a high and
mighty one we are, huh?

It's no wonder people
are trying to take you out.

I wanna tell you
something, Forman.

I know you killed Billy Raven,

and it's just a matter
of time before I prove it.

You disobeyed me
again, didn't you?

Went straight against my orders.

I used my initiative.

You haven't got brains
enough for initiative.

Damn, I can't believe you
went after Walker again.

Oh, don't fret, Daddy.

Three strikes and
Mr. Walker will be out

for good.

He hit me.

He laid his hands on me,

and now he is dead.

And you're a stupid fool.

Jeopardizing
everything we've built up

for your own two-bit ego.

Using Forman company
personnel in attempted murders.

Connecting an entire
organization to felonies.

You know what you've done?

You put every one of our
heads right on the block.

Me?

Who kept the crazy Apache
alive all these years, huh?

Alive and just waiting

to burn me to the ground.

He's locked up. He's harmless.

Harmless.

Harmless.

He put Walker on my tail.

That's why I went after him,

to defend myself.

Because you don't have the guts

to put Tom Raven
where he belongs:

in a grave.

No, it's because I've still got

a little bit of honor left.

It's the least I could
do after taking away

everything the
poor mad fool had.

Help me, son.

Help me.

Help me here.

Help me here, son.

Damn you.

And damn me for
bringing you into this world.

And so on this sad day,

we commend the soul of
Delmont James Forman

to his lord and
savior Jesus Christ.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

That which is of the earth
shall return to the earth,

but the soul of the righteous

shall be one with
the heart of God.

Amen.

Amen.

Amen.

Amen.

The king is dead.

Long live the king.

Mitch Forman:

the man with the power.

So it should be
interesting now, huh?

Our little game to find
out who goes down first?

We'll see, won't we, Forman?

Yeah, you're right, Walker.

We will see.

I'm afraid from a
lawyer's point of view,

we don't have much hard
evidence against Forman.

What we do have is
an 8-year-old murder

with no physical evidence

except for an 8-year-old bullet.

And yes, in our minds, we
have a very strong suspect,

but one who can be linked

by proof that is, at
best, circumstantial.

Finally, we have two
possible witnesses

whose corroboration
might get us to trial,

but one witness
is in the hospital

too afraid to talk,

and the other one
is in a sanitarium

by court order.

Prosecution rests.

So, what do we do?

Until we can prove
Tom Raven isn't crazy,

Walt Taylor's our best bet.

But he's scared to death.

Yeah, I know.

But I think he wants to talk.

He's been carrying

a big burden of
guilt for a long time.

Let's go talk to him.

Walt, this is Alex Cahill,

Assistant District Attorney.

Mr. Taylor,

we have reasons to
believe that the Formans

were threatening to blame you

for what happened
eight years ago.

I c... I can't talk about this.

Walt, we know who
killed Billy Raven.

Mitch Forman.

Now, talk to us.

All right.

All right.

It was late, toward dawn.

Mr. Forman and his
geologist buddies,

they was digging for
test samples of uranium

and finding pretty good traces.

Mitch was keeping a lookout,
and I was giving him a hand.

We'd been on the
Raven brothers' property

for a couple of nights,

but this was the
closest we'd come

to their trailer.

And everybody was jumpy.

So he thought he and his
brother might stay clear.

But Billy.

Billy had other ideas.

I guess he thought
he'd be a crazy Apache,

and go down there and have fun

with whoever was there.

And if there was trouble,
he'd... He'd just ride,

but it didn't work that way.

It just didn't
work out that way.

Uranium. "Uranium."
Mr. Foreman yelled,

And that's when I saw
the kid in the dunes.

Guess he...

That one word, that's
all he needed to hear.

Guess he was too
happy to be careful.

He jumped on his horse

and he made a
beeline for the trailer.

And I could hear him yelling.

And I heard something else.

I heard a shot.

Billy!

And those shots
put a chill in me

that reached way down.

No!

And I ran on ahead
of Mr. Forman.

Damn fool!

What the hell have you...?
What have you done?

There was only blood on
the sand and the darkness.

Mr. Forman, he took
his son Mitch away

and told me to bury the body.

Told me if I didn't,
he'd say I did it,

and you already know what
happened to Tom Raven.

Mr. Forman pulled the strings

to keep him locked up.

All this because
of a greedy old man

and a crazy young fool.

Well, do we have
enough to get Tom Raven

released and re-examined?

More than enough.

Thank you.

We heading to Brookside?

As fast as we can get there.

Take it easy, Walt.

We're gonna set you free, Raven.

Oh, yeah, like my baby brother,

you murdering bastard?

Like you killed
little Billy, huh?

After all these years,

you were playing crazy.

This is impossible,
Mitch. Mitch, this can't be.

Let's go. Mitch. Mitch.

Keep helping these killers, doc,

and they'll put
you away forever.

Get him out of here.

Mitch, please, listen...
Mitch, my God, please.

He's right.

I can't have anything
to do with murder.

Look, out of my way.

This time I'm doing it right.

What happened?

Mitch Forman and some
men, they... They took Tom.

Where?

I... I don't know.

But they hit me

and then they just
took him by force.

Look, I didn't have anything
to do with this, I swear to God.

How are we gonna find him?

I don't know.

This way.

How do you know this is the way?

Billy's showing us the way.

Where?

Billy knows.

There he is.

If it hadn't been
for Walt Taylor

and that self-righteous
father of mine,

I would have finished
you off years ago, Raven.

Now.

I'm gonna make
up for their mistake.

Let some fresh
air into that sneaky,

Apache brain of yours.

Any last words?

I always knew that
truth would win out,

and that justice would be done.

Everything you do from now on

will be like committing suicide.

Me and Billy have won!

We've won!

You got a funny way of
winning, you stupid Indian.

Hold it! Texas Ranger!

Look, you handle 'em.

I'll take care of Geronimo here.

Billy.

Man, I see it,

but I still don't believe it.

Get up.

What's the matter,
Mitch? Seen a ghost?

Thanks, Billy.

Bye, little brother.

Be star bright, Billy.

♪ '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 ♪