Walker, Texas Ranger (1993–2001): Season 5, Episode 5 - Plague - full transcript
( peaceful theme playing)
(hisses)
Ah, almost got me.
Ah. Hi, there.
Yeah.
Got you this time, Washoe.
I don't think so. How
many rattles you got?
Ten.
One, two, three,
four, five, six...
I got 12.
You cook again tonight.
I wish you could come visit us
here at the reservation
more often, Washoe.
I wish I could too, Sam.
I love it out here.
It's real.
Well, here's to what's real.
Mm.
Tastes just like, um...
Rattlesnake.
Rattlesnake.
(both chuckle)
Where's those beans?
Now, in the past four
years Agrifeed Co. has spent
in excess of $26 million
developing these supplements.
The deadline for
filing with the FDA
is two weeks from tomorrow.
Tell me we're ready.
Yes, sir.
The laboratory tests
are on schedule.
Laboratory tests?
Didn't Uganda
teach you anything?
Testing the stuff in
the lab isn't enough.
Brad. Brad, relax.
Doug didn't say that we're
only testing in the laboratory.
You're running field
tests on this supplement?
Uh-huh. I sent Dr. Rizor
out two weeks ago.
After what happened in Uganda?
My God, man, we only
wiped out an entire village.
( ominous theme playing)
SAM: You know,
Walker, I'm telling you,
this new cattle feed
is the latest thing.
New cattle feed?
Well, actually it's a
supplement they add to the feed.
Some kind of
special mix of vitamins
and things like that.
Dr. Rizor, the guy
that runs the program,
he says that in a few
years this reservation
will have the only super cows
in the whole damn country.
"Super cows"?
Yeah.
It's about time we Cherokee
got ourselves dragged
into the 20th century.
I gotta see these super cows.
(chuckles)
Rizor is out at the Cherokee
Nation Federal Reservation.
An Indian reservation?
(laughs)
It's perfect. (chuckles)
The nearest media outlets
are hundreds of miles away,
and should something happen,
the reservation
is easily contained
and, uh... easily taken care of.
Sit down, Kyle.
( ominous theme playing)
(cattle mooing)
Hi, Katy.
Here's your milk, honey.
MAN: Have a good
day at school, Katy.
WOMAN: See you
when you get home.
(sneezes)
( 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 ♪
MAN: Father of the World,
please hear my prayer.
Father of the World.
(speaking in Cherokee)
(chanting in Cherokee)
MAN: Someone help me
with this truck for a moment.
That was good, Sam.
Why don't you go get
yourself cleaned up, Walker,
and I'll take care
of the horses?
Okay, thanks.
(phone rings)
Alex Cahill.
Alex, it's Kyle.
Kyle Erickson.
Kyle, it's been
forever. How are you?
Actually, not too
good at the moment.
We need to talk.
Can you meet me at
Willoughby Park in an hour?
Kyle, it's really bad timing.
I've got this big
trial and I'm...
Alex, you know me.
I wouldn't ask if it
wasn't important.
All right, I'll meet you.
(sighs)
Sam, I'm glad you're back.
Something has to be done
about this White Eagle situation.
White Eagle's at it again?
Had a report he's down
at the south pasture
chanting at the cattle.
Well, actually,
doc, my friend here
might be just what
you're looking for.
Ranger Cordell Walker.
Oh, a Texas Ranger.
I'm happy to meet you.
Nice meeting you.
I'm Stewart Rizor.
I'm sort of in charge of the
experimental station here
and the dairy farm out back.
Except for Mr. White Eagle,
everything's going fine.
White Eagle?
He's, uh, got some
problems with the project.
Walker knows White
Eagle even better than me.
Oh... Well, maybe
you could convince him
that what we're trying to do
is going to help his people.
Frankly, my patience
is wearing thin.
This morning his chanting
scared off two of my workers.
Well, White Eagle is our
spiritual leader
here, Dr. Rizor.
Look, I don't want any trouble,
so maybe you could
talk to him, if you will.
You know, do what you can?
Okay.
White Eagle, he just doesn't
understand the new ways, Walker.
Well, let's go talk to him.
( ominous theme playing)
Hi, Alex.
Oh, my God, Kyle!
(White Eagle chanting)
(horn honking)
Hello, White Eagle.
Good morning, Washoe.
Are you and Coyote
here to arrest me?
No, just to talk.
I would like to talk
to you, Washoe,
but there's no time for that.
I had a dream.
When I woke up I heard an owl,
the worst thing you
can hear on a new day.
What was the dream about?
Father of the World is angry.
He doesn't want chemicals
in his milk and beef.
So I came here
to warn everybody,
to watch out and
stop making him mad.
But they don't listen.
I'll listen.
Ah.
The people around
here do not understand
what kind of thing
this is going on here.
( suspenseful theme playing)
What's the old man's problem?
Well, White Eagle thinks that
whatever you're putting
in the feed is dangerous.
That's ridiculous.
Perfectly safe.
Well, I've known White
Eagle for a long time, Dr. Rizor,
and I respect his visions.
Mind if I take a look around?
No, no problem. Turn the
place upside down if you'd like.
(sighs)
I don't know, Alex.
For an attorney,
this guy doesn't seem
to have any enemies at all.
He was a really good man.
He said he had something
important to tell me.
You think it has anything
to do with Agrifeed Co.?
I don't know,
but I think it's a
good place to start.
Look, this project is
safe, and economically,
it's gonna help
our people a lot.
Yeah, I hope so. I really do.
Who's the vet?
Luther.
I thought he retired.
He tried, but he
couldn't stand it.
Luther's been with the
project from the beginning.
Washoe.
How you doing, Luther?
It's been a long time.
Yeah, it sure has been.
You remember my daughter, Shana?
Shana, you've grown up.
Walker, glad you noticed.
Little Shana Iron Shirt, M.D.
She took over from
Doc Black Storm
at the main reservation clinic.
So, Washoe, are you here
on a business call or pleasure?
A combination of both, Luther.
It's, uh, White Eagle.
Ah, White Eagle.
He's fought the dairy
project from the beginning.
Why don't I show you around?
Good. I'd appreciate it.
( ominous theme playing)
Well, my friend,
what do you think?
Everything looks good, Luther.
(groans)
Hey, Dad, how you
doing? You all right?
I'm okay, honey.
It's just the heat.
Yeah, I gotta get
back to Dallas.
I've got a court appearance.
It's good seeing you, Shana.
It's very nice
seeing you, Walker.
See you, Luther.
You bet.
So good buddy, when are
we gonna do this again?
As soon as I can.
Sam...
White Eagle's a very wise man.
I'd heed his warning.
Okay, thank you.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(gasps)
See, doc, like I said, three
dead and another one sick.
SHANA: What do you think it is?
I don't know, Shana...
but we'd better get back.
(grunts)
(grunts)
Oh. Whoa! Oh!
Dad. Dad, you're burning up.
Must... Must be the
sun. Let's get him back.
Yeah, this is
Rizor at Site Blue.
The tiger is loose.
I don't give a damn.
Advise King's Bishop.
( dramatic theme playing)
Come on, honey.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Kyle was right.
It's Uganda all over again.
We need to call Rizor,
tell him to start inoculating
people with the antidote.
Doug, just calm down.
You have an antidote?
Experimental,
synthesized from the blood
of one of the
survivors in Uganda.
Rizor's got a hundred
units with him.
I'll call Rizor and
tell him to get started.
No.
Now, we've already
spent millions
developing these
feed supplements.
We can't afford another mistake.
What are you
saying, Mr. Stanley?
I'm saying that little
reservation town
just became a living laboratory.
Whoever survives will
give us the answers we need
to create a supplement that
will never get out of control again.
Billions in future
profits, Doug...
or the lives of a few Cherokee?
Think about it.
(sighs)
Yes, sir, I understand.
STANLEY: Any lawmen around?
Just one tribal policeman.
There was a Texas
Ranger but he's gone.
Is it clear to send in a
Containment Squad?
Absolutely. Send them in.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(door opens)
Shana.
Katy?
Oh, my God.
I found her on the road.
Katy. Katy.
My God.
Same marks on
face and neck as Dad.
What's wrong with them?
I don't know, Walker.
I'm gonna... I'm
gonna go get my wife.
Their temperatures
are through the roof.
Now, we've got to cool them down
or they're never gonna make
it to Main Reservation Hospital.
All right, we need more
ice, more wet towels.
Okay.
I'll try and get
fluids inside of them.
All right, hurry!
(door closes)
(panting)
Emi... Emily? Emily,
are you all right?
Oh, no. I'll get the doctor.
(coughing)
(groans)
I got more ice.
There's gotta be a connection
between the dead cows we
found and what's happening here.
Dead cows?
Yeah, we found some dead cows.
(groaning)
Lie them down right there.
Same marks on face and neck.
Could this be from
food they've eaten?
Oh, yeah, it's possible.
But if it is, it's
crossing over right now.
What do you mean?
A virus mutates constantly.
It might have
started with the food,
but by now this
thing is airborne.
S-Shana?
(groans)
Find Dr. Rizor.
I'll find him.
I heard some of the
workers have become ill.
What's going on here, doctor?
When I learned animals
were found dead,
I contacted the Center for
Disease Control in Atlanta.
They're on their way out.
Could this have anything to do
with the supplements
in the feed?
I hardly think so.
Till we find out what this is,
the CDC has
ordered a quarantine.
They'll be out here
in a couple of hours.
There could be other
sick people out there.
I'll check the houses,
you check the stores.
Yeah.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Hello? Anyone home?
(groaning)
(Emily groaning)
Okay, come on.
I'll get you to the clinic.
Yeah, I understand, Walker.
Is there anything I
can do from this end?
Yeah. Check out a
company called Agrifeed Co.
You want me to
check out Agrifeed Co.?
Yeah. Why?
This guy, Alex's friend,
was their corporate counsel.
He called her and says he's got
some information for her.
She goes to the meeting,
he shows up at the meeting,
and somebody takes him out
with a high-caliber
round to the chest.
Is Alex okay?
Yeah, she's all right.
She's a little shaken
up, but she's okay.
Anything else?
Yeah, Agrifeed Co.
Has a project out here
where they're adding
supplements to the feed.
And another thing: Check
out a Dr. Stewart Rizor.
He's heading the project.
All right.
Hey, Walker, how bad is it?
It's real bad.
All right, I'm on it.
Okay, thanks.
What's your status?
Sick people are
in the vet's clinic.
Now, the virus is
contagious and virulent.
Four people are dead,
and more on the way.
We've got a medical
doctor and a Texas Ranger.
A Texas Ranger?
I thought he left.
Well, he came back.
You gotta make it look
good, Sullivan. Okay?
Don't I always?
Don't worry, Rizor.
This tiger won't be any
different than the other.
All right.
Tell the chopper pilot to
fall back to Base Alpha.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(tires screeching)
Let's get out of here.
Come on, let's go.
(shouting indistinctly)
We wanna leave.
Nobody leaves. Get back now.
But people are dying.
We don't wanna die.
(crowd shouting)
The next one gets shot.
WALKER: That's enough.
You okay?
Stay out of this. You'll
get the same thing.
I wouldn't try it if I were you.
Oh, no?
Drop it.
Hey, what's the problem?
Stop this. Stop it.
I'm Dr. Sullivan, Ranger.
I'm in charge here.
And I apologize for
these men. I'm sorry.
Return to your posts.
All right, everyone
get back to the clinic.
It'll be all right.
Thank you.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I've got a lot of work to do.
( tense theme playing)
SULLIVAN: We've set
up a triage center outside.
After preliminary examinations,
the most serious
cases will be sent
to a containment center
a half mile from here.
All right, well, what
can I do to help?
Well, all the basics.
Temperature
control, vital signs.
We're gonna be testing
everything in sight,
so don't worry, we'll
get to the bottom of this.
Uh-huh.
Why don't you go ahead
and go with him, doctor?
All right, thanks.
You bet.
(White Eagle chanting)
What the hell are you doing?
Healing.
Healing?
(chuckles)
Get out of here, you old fool.
He's not an old
fool, Dr. Sullivan.
He's the spiritual
leader of this reservation.
Oh, well, well.
All he's doing is
getting in the way.
Get him out of here.
You heal their bodies, he'll
tend to their spirits, okay?
Okay.
That one hides himself
and thinks no one can see.
What's White
Eagle talking about?
He says he thinks
Dr. Sullivan speaks with
forked tongue.
(chanting)
Another dead Cherokee.
Last one this trip.
Right.
Okay, lift.
Now.
( somber theme playing)
WHITE EAGLE: Father of
the World, hear my words.
I have tried to stop this plague
upon our mother, the Earth,
but my people do not listen.
They hear only the empty
promises of these strangers,
who will not respect the spirits
or the land that keeps us.
And now I am a man
alone, asking for your help.
Show me the way,
Father of the World.
Give me the power
to make my people see
that no one can own the Earth.
That is like saying
you can own the wind.
Give me the words to
strengthen their hearts
so that we may vanquish the foe.
And then show us the way
through the dark smoke of evil,
so that our spirits
will once again
rise and soar like eagles.
( eagles cry)
STANLEY (on phone): Rizor, this
is Brad Stanley. What's our status?
Ahem. Well, sir, with the number
of infected subjects
increasing significantly,
our chances of
isolating the virus
increase at the same rate.
And how long before
we get positive results?
I'm not sure, sir.
We've never let the
virus run this long before.
You got 24 hours.
And then I'm ordering
the extermination
of that little Cherokee town.
(dial tone)
( suspenseful theme playing)
How's your father?
Oh, God. Very sick.
Thank God he's holding his own.
Shana, why haven't we gotten it?
Well...
The only rule for
this kind of contagion
is that everyone's different,
and finding out why
some people resist a virus
is a first step to
finding a cure, so...
Hey, what are you doing?
What the hell are you doing?
MAN: Dr. Rizor
ordered a blood sample.
He is still alive, all right?
God, the least you could do
is take basic
sterility precautions.
Here.
Ever get the feeling you
were completely expendable?
I just did.
I can't believe he's
only giving us 24 hours.
Word's out there's
a problem here.
If I don't identify
the virus mutation,
the whole program
goes down the drain.
Well, then, doctor, I'd
suggest that you get busy.
Sam.
Hey, you okay?
(Sam coughs)
Maybe it was that snake we ate.
Let me get you inside.
Shana.
You may not even have 24 hours.
I better get a shot
of the antidote.
( mysterious theme playing)
(Sam speaking in Cherokee)
(speaking in Cherokee)
What are you doing, Sam?
Talking to the
ancestors, Washoe.
Come on, let's get
you back inside.
What's the use?
I'm dying.
I don't wanna hear that, Sam.
You're too tough to die.
SHANA: Walker's right, Sam.
People survive
these kinds of viruses.
Besides, you've always
been too good-looking.
I need to talk to White Eagle.
WHITE EAGLE: He's here, Coyote.
Will Father of the
World still listen to me
after me wanting
to be so modern?
Will he still hear me?
(speaking in Cherokee)
He never stopped, Sam.
( tense theme playing)
(talking indistinctly)
Rizor doesn't seem too
worried about catching this thing.
SHANA: Yeah,
well, he's a doctor.
Comes with the territory.
Maybe.
I'm gonna call Trivette.
See if he's found out anything.
Oh, wait, you can't.
Phone's out. I tried earlier.
Well, I've got a
phone in the truck.
You wanna come along?
Yeah.
MAN: Okay, right here.
( ominous theme playing)
What are we gonna do now?
Get some answers.
TRIVETTE: Brad Stanley's
the chairman of Agrifeed Co.
Suspected of infecting animals
with an experimental
feed supplement.
Wiped out everyone
in the village.
The same one that was involved
in the Uganda meningitis mess.
Walker mentioned the CDC
had already been notified.
Well, let's see if they have.
Okay, what is it that
we're looking for?
I don't know.
Walker, I don't believe it.
What is it?
It's the antidote.
What are you two doing here?
We've, uh... We've
come to see Dr. Rizor.
Come with me.
I'll take you to him.
Give me your gun.
What's going on over there?
In the truck.
(soldiers shouting indistinctly)
(cocking guns)
(engine starts)
Don't let them get away!
( action theme playing)
(gunshots)
( dramatic theme playing)
( somber theme playing)
Shana?
You okay?
I think so.
Where are we?
WALKER: In the cooler.
SULLIVAN: Walker's attempted
escape was the last straw.
We've got to cut our
losses immediately.
That's crazy.
I'll contact King's
Bishop. He won't...
King's Bishop ordered
cleanup, Dr. Rizor.
Oh, and, uh, something else.
Put everyone in the
clinic, then torch it.
Nobody gets out to
testify. You understand.
Sarah Big Tree.
We just found Dr. Sullivan's
containment center
for more serious cases.
Texas Ranger James Trivette.
Thanks.
(grunts)
Come here.
WHITE EAGLE (outside): Washoe.
Are you alive or dead?
We're alive, White
Eagle, but we're freezing.
Good. There's a lot of work
out there for one old eagle.
( tense theme playing)
The antidote.
Where the hell is it?
Looking for this?
Tie him up.
Let's go! Get to it!
Let's burn it to the ground.
(grunting)
Oh!
Hey.
Hey, what are
you doing? Torch it.
No way, man. We
can't kill all these people.
Fine. I'll do it myself.
(gun cocks)
Get out of here, quick!
(soldiers shouting)
( action theme playing)
(sirens wailing)
ALEX: All right,
guys, let's find Walker.
Right.
Thanks.
Thank you, Walker.
Hi, Katy.
I talked to the doctor. He
says you're gonna be fine.
And so is your mom and dad.
I told you you were
too tough to die.
I like Shana's reason better.
What's that?
She said I was too
good-looking to die.
Oh, brother.
(laughs) Oh.
How you doing? Good.
All right. Hey,
I talked to Alex.
They arrested Brad Stanley.
Oh, great. Yeah.
Oh, you shouldn't have
taken off your mask, Ranger.
Why not?
Because you have
to get a shot now.
Oh, no. I just got here.
No. You took the mask off.
No, but I don't like shots.
It doesn't matter. What?
Just a small needle.
No, they're never small.
They're never small.
Is it gonna hurt?
Well, it hurts going in.
Oh, man.
Bigtime.
What?
All done, Ranger.
That's it?
You big liar!
(all laughing)
TRIVETTE: It didn't hurt.
( upbeat 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 ♪
(hisses)
Ah, almost got me.
Ah. Hi, there.
Yeah.
Got you this time, Washoe.
I don't think so. How
many rattles you got?
Ten.
One, two, three,
four, five, six...
I got 12.
You cook again tonight.
I wish you could come visit us
here at the reservation
more often, Washoe.
I wish I could too, Sam.
I love it out here.
It's real.
Well, here's to what's real.
Mm.
Tastes just like, um...
Rattlesnake.
Rattlesnake.
(both chuckle)
Where's those beans?
Now, in the past four
years Agrifeed Co. has spent
in excess of $26 million
developing these supplements.
The deadline for
filing with the FDA
is two weeks from tomorrow.
Tell me we're ready.
Yes, sir.
The laboratory tests
are on schedule.
Laboratory tests?
Didn't Uganda
teach you anything?
Testing the stuff in
the lab isn't enough.
Brad. Brad, relax.
Doug didn't say that we're
only testing in the laboratory.
You're running field
tests on this supplement?
Uh-huh. I sent Dr. Rizor
out two weeks ago.
After what happened in Uganda?
My God, man, we only
wiped out an entire village.
( ominous theme playing)
SAM: You know,
Walker, I'm telling you,
this new cattle feed
is the latest thing.
New cattle feed?
Well, actually it's a
supplement they add to the feed.
Some kind of
special mix of vitamins
and things like that.
Dr. Rizor, the guy
that runs the program,
he says that in a few
years this reservation
will have the only super cows
in the whole damn country.
"Super cows"?
Yeah.
It's about time we Cherokee
got ourselves dragged
into the 20th century.
I gotta see these super cows.
(chuckles)
Rizor is out at the Cherokee
Nation Federal Reservation.
An Indian reservation?
(laughs)
It's perfect. (chuckles)
The nearest media outlets
are hundreds of miles away,
and should something happen,
the reservation
is easily contained
and, uh... easily taken care of.
Sit down, Kyle.
( ominous theme playing)
(cattle mooing)
Hi, Katy.
Here's your milk, honey.
MAN: Have a good
day at school, Katy.
WOMAN: See you
when you get home.
(sneezes)
( 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 ♪
MAN: Father of the World,
please hear my prayer.
Father of the World.
(speaking in Cherokee)
(chanting in Cherokee)
MAN: Someone help me
with this truck for a moment.
That was good, Sam.
Why don't you go get
yourself cleaned up, Walker,
and I'll take care
of the horses?
Okay, thanks.
(phone rings)
Alex Cahill.
Alex, it's Kyle.
Kyle Erickson.
Kyle, it's been
forever. How are you?
Actually, not too
good at the moment.
We need to talk.
Can you meet me at
Willoughby Park in an hour?
Kyle, it's really bad timing.
I've got this big
trial and I'm...
Alex, you know me.
I wouldn't ask if it
wasn't important.
All right, I'll meet you.
(sighs)
Sam, I'm glad you're back.
Something has to be done
about this White Eagle situation.
White Eagle's at it again?
Had a report he's down
at the south pasture
chanting at the cattle.
Well, actually,
doc, my friend here
might be just what
you're looking for.
Ranger Cordell Walker.
Oh, a Texas Ranger.
I'm happy to meet you.
Nice meeting you.
I'm Stewart Rizor.
I'm sort of in charge of the
experimental station here
and the dairy farm out back.
Except for Mr. White Eagle,
everything's going fine.
White Eagle?
He's, uh, got some
problems with the project.
Walker knows White
Eagle even better than me.
Oh... Well, maybe
you could convince him
that what we're trying to do
is going to help his people.
Frankly, my patience
is wearing thin.
This morning his chanting
scared off two of my workers.
Well, White Eagle is our
spiritual leader
here, Dr. Rizor.
Look, I don't want any trouble,
so maybe you could
talk to him, if you will.
You know, do what you can?
Okay.
White Eagle, he just doesn't
understand the new ways, Walker.
Well, let's go talk to him.
( ominous theme playing)
Hi, Alex.
Oh, my God, Kyle!
(White Eagle chanting)
(horn honking)
Hello, White Eagle.
Good morning, Washoe.
Are you and Coyote
here to arrest me?
No, just to talk.
I would like to talk
to you, Washoe,
but there's no time for that.
I had a dream.
When I woke up I heard an owl,
the worst thing you
can hear on a new day.
What was the dream about?
Father of the World is angry.
He doesn't want chemicals
in his milk and beef.
So I came here
to warn everybody,
to watch out and
stop making him mad.
But they don't listen.
I'll listen.
Ah.
The people around
here do not understand
what kind of thing
this is going on here.
( suspenseful theme playing)
What's the old man's problem?
Well, White Eagle thinks that
whatever you're putting
in the feed is dangerous.
That's ridiculous.
Perfectly safe.
Well, I've known White
Eagle for a long time, Dr. Rizor,
and I respect his visions.
Mind if I take a look around?
No, no problem. Turn the
place upside down if you'd like.
(sighs)
I don't know, Alex.
For an attorney,
this guy doesn't seem
to have any enemies at all.
He was a really good man.
He said he had something
important to tell me.
You think it has anything
to do with Agrifeed Co.?
I don't know,
but I think it's a
good place to start.
Look, this project is
safe, and economically,
it's gonna help
our people a lot.
Yeah, I hope so. I really do.
Who's the vet?
Luther.
I thought he retired.
He tried, but he
couldn't stand it.
Luther's been with the
project from the beginning.
Washoe.
How you doing, Luther?
It's been a long time.
Yeah, it sure has been.
You remember my daughter, Shana?
Shana, you've grown up.
Walker, glad you noticed.
Little Shana Iron Shirt, M.D.
She took over from
Doc Black Storm
at the main reservation clinic.
So, Washoe, are you here
on a business call or pleasure?
A combination of both, Luther.
It's, uh, White Eagle.
Ah, White Eagle.
He's fought the dairy
project from the beginning.
Why don't I show you around?
Good. I'd appreciate it.
( ominous theme playing)
Well, my friend,
what do you think?
Everything looks good, Luther.
(groans)
Hey, Dad, how you
doing? You all right?
I'm okay, honey.
It's just the heat.
Yeah, I gotta get
back to Dallas.
I've got a court appearance.
It's good seeing you, Shana.
It's very nice
seeing you, Walker.
See you, Luther.
You bet.
So good buddy, when are
we gonna do this again?
As soon as I can.
Sam...
White Eagle's a very wise man.
I'd heed his warning.
Okay, thank you.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(gasps)
See, doc, like I said, three
dead and another one sick.
SHANA: What do you think it is?
I don't know, Shana...
but we'd better get back.
(grunts)
(grunts)
Oh. Whoa! Oh!
Dad. Dad, you're burning up.
Must... Must be the
sun. Let's get him back.
Yeah, this is
Rizor at Site Blue.
The tiger is loose.
I don't give a damn.
Advise King's Bishop.
( dramatic theme playing)
Come on, honey.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Kyle was right.
It's Uganda all over again.
We need to call Rizor,
tell him to start inoculating
people with the antidote.
Doug, just calm down.
You have an antidote?
Experimental,
synthesized from the blood
of one of the
survivors in Uganda.
Rizor's got a hundred
units with him.
I'll call Rizor and
tell him to get started.
No.
Now, we've already
spent millions
developing these
feed supplements.
We can't afford another mistake.
What are you
saying, Mr. Stanley?
I'm saying that little
reservation town
just became a living laboratory.
Whoever survives will
give us the answers we need
to create a supplement that
will never get out of control again.
Billions in future
profits, Doug...
or the lives of a few Cherokee?
Think about it.
(sighs)
Yes, sir, I understand.
STANLEY: Any lawmen around?
Just one tribal policeman.
There was a Texas
Ranger but he's gone.
Is it clear to send in a
Containment Squad?
Absolutely. Send them in.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(door opens)
Shana.
Katy?
Oh, my God.
I found her on the road.
Katy. Katy.
My God.
Same marks on
face and neck as Dad.
What's wrong with them?
I don't know, Walker.
I'm gonna... I'm
gonna go get my wife.
Their temperatures
are through the roof.
Now, we've got to cool them down
or they're never gonna make
it to Main Reservation Hospital.
All right, we need more
ice, more wet towels.
Okay.
I'll try and get
fluids inside of them.
All right, hurry!
(door closes)
(panting)
Emi... Emily? Emily,
are you all right?
Oh, no. I'll get the doctor.
(coughing)
(groans)
I got more ice.
There's gotta be a connection
between the dead cows we
found and what's happening here.
Dead cows?
Yeah, we found some dead cows.
(groaning)
Lie them down right there.
Same marks on face and neck.
Could this be from
food they've eaten?
Oh, yeah, it's possible.
But if it is, it's
crossing over right now.
What do you mean?
A virus mutates constantly.
It might have
started with the food,
but by now this
thing is airborne.
S-Shana?
(groans)
Find Dr. Rizor.
I'll find him.
I heard some of the
workers have become ill.
What's going on here, doctor?
When I learned animals
were found dead,
I contacted the Center for
Disease Control in Atlanta.
They're on their way out.
Could this have anything to do
with the supplements
in the feed?
I hardly think so.
Till we find out what this is,
the CDC has
ordered a quarantine.
They'll be out here
in a couple of hours.
There could be other
sick people out there.
I'll check the houses,
you check the stores.
Yeah.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Hello? Anyone home?
(groaning)
(Emily groaning)
Okay, come on.
I'll get you to the clinic.
Yeah, I understand, Walker.
Is there anything I
can do from this end?
Yeah. Check out a
company called Agrifeed Co.
You want me to
check out Agrifeed Co.?
Yeah. Why?
This guy, Alex's friend,
was their corporate counsel.
He called her and says he's got
some information for her.
She goes to the meeting,
he shows up at the meeting,
and somebody takes him out
with a high-caliber
round to the chest.
Is Alex okay?
Yeah, she's all right.
She's a little shaken
up, but she's okay.
Anything else?
Yeah, Agrifeed Co.
Has a project out here
where they're adding
supplements to the feed.
And another thing: Check
out a Dr. Stewart Rizor.
He's heading the project.
All right.
Hey, Walker, how bad is it?
It's real bad.
All right, I'm on it.
Okay, thanks.
What's your status?
Sick people are
in the vet's clinic.
Now, the virus is
contagious and virulent.
Four people are dead,
and more on the way.
We've got a medical
doctor and a Texas Ranger.
A Texas Ranger?
I thought he left.
Well, he came back.
You gotta make it look
good, Sullivan. Okay?
Don't I always?
Don't worry, Rizor.
This tiger won't be any
different than the other.
All right.
Tell the chopper pilot to
fall back to Base Alpha.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(tires screeching)
Let's get out of here.
Come on, let's go.
(shouting indistinctly)
We wanna leave.
Nobody leaves. Get back now.
But people are dying.
We don't wanna die.
(crowd shouting)
The next one gets shot.
WALKER: That's enough.
You okay?
Stay out of this. You'll
get the same thing.
I wouldn't try it if I were you.
Oh, no?
Drop it.
Hey, what's the problem?
Stop this. Stop it.
I'm Dr. Sullivan, Ranger.
I'm in charge here.
And I apologize for
these men. I'm sorry.
Return to your posts.
All right, everyone
get back to the clinic.
It'll be all right.
Thank you.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I've got a lot of work to do.
( tense theme playing)
SULLIVAN: We've set
up a triage center outside.
After preliminary examinations,
the most serious
cases will be sent
to a containment center
a half mile from here.
All right, well, what
can I do to help?
Well, all the basics.
Temperature
control, vital signs.
We're gonna be testing
everything in sight,
so don't worry, we'll
get to the bottom of this.
Uh-huh.
Why don't you go ahead
and go with him, doctor?
All right, thanks.
You bet.
(White Eagle chanting)
What the hell are you doing?
Healing.
Healing?
(chuckles)
Get out of here, you old fool.
He's not an old
fool, Dr. Sullivan.
He's the spiritual
leader of this reservation.
Oh, well, well.
All he's doing is
getting in the way.
Get him out of here.
You heal their bodies, he'll
tend to their spirits, okay?
Okay.
That one hides himself
and thinks no one can see.
What's White
Eagle talking about?
He says he thinks
Dr. Sullivan speaks with
forked tongue.
(chanting)
Another dead Cherokee.
Last one this trip.
Right.
Okay, lift.
Now.
( somber theme playing)
WHITE EAGLE: Father of
the World, hear my words.
I have tried to stop this plague
upon our mother, the Earth,
but my people do not listen.
They hear only the empty
promises of these strangers,
who will not respect the spirits
or the land that keeps us.
And now I am a man
alone, asking for your help.
Show me the way,
Father of the World.
Give me the power
to make my people see
that no one can own the Earth.
That is like saying
you can own the wind.
Give me the words to
strengthen their hearts
so that we may vanquish the foe.
And then show us the way
through the dark smoke of evil,
so that our spirits
will once again
rise and soar like eagles.
( eagles cry)
STANLEY (on phone): Rizor, this
is Brad Stanley. What's our status?
Ahem. Well, sir, with the number
of infected subjects
increasing significantly,
our chances of
isolating the virus
increase at the same rate.
And how long before
we get positive results?
I'm not sure, sir.
We've never let the
virus run this long before.
You got 24 hours.
And then I'm ordering
the extermination
of that little Cherokee town.
(dial tone)
( suspenseful theme playing)
How's your father?
Oh, God. Very sick.
Thank God he's holding his own.
Shana, why haven't we gotten it?
Well...
The only rule for
this kind of contagion
is that everyone's different,
and finding out why
some people resist a virus
is a first step to
finding a cure, so...
Hey, what are you doing?
What the hell are you doing?
MAN: Dr. Rizor
ordered a blood sample.
He is still alive, all right?
God, the least you could do
is take basic
sterility precautions.
Here.
Ever get the feeling you
were completely expendable?
I just did.
I can't believe he's
only giving us 24 hours.
Word's out there's
a problem here.
If I don't identify
the virus mutation,
the whole program
goes down the drain.
Well, then, doctor, I'd
suggest that you get busy.
Sam.
Hey, you okay?
(Sam coughs)
Maybe it was that snake we ate.
Let me get you inside.
Shana.
You may not even have 24 hours.
I better get a shot
of the antidote.
( mysterious theme playing)
(Sam speaking in Cherokee)
(speaking in Cherokee)
What are you doing, Sam?
Talking to the
ancestors, Washoe.
Come on, let's get
you back inside.
What's the use?
I'm dying.
I don't wanna hear that, Sam.
You're too tough to die.
SHANA: Walker's right, Sam.
People survive
these kinds of viruses.
Besides, you've always
been too good-looking.
I need to talk to White Eagle.
WHITE EAGLE: He's here, Coyote.
Will Father of the
World still listen to me
after me wanting
to be so modern?
Will he still hear me?
(speaking in Cherokee)
He never stopped, Sam.
( tense theme playing)
(talking indistinctly)
Rizor doesn't seem too
worried about catching this thing.
SHANA: Yeah,
well, he's a doctor.
Comes with the territory.
Maybe.
I'm gonna call Trivette.
See if he's found out anything.
Oh, wait, you can't.
Phone's out. I tried earlier.
Well, I've got a
phone in the truck.
You wanna come along?
Yeah.
MAN: Okay, right here.
( ominous theme playing)
What are we gonna do now?
Get some answers.
TRIVETTE: Brad Stanley's
the chairman of Agrifeed Co.
Suspected of infecting animals
with an experimental
feed supplement.
Wiped out everyone
in the village.
The same one that was involved
in the Uganda meningitis mess.
Walker mentioned the CDC
had already been notified.
Well, let's see if they have.
Okay, what is it that
we're looking for?
I don't know.
Walker, I don't believe it.
What is it?
It's the antidote.
What are you two doing here?
We've, uh... We've
come to see Dr. Rizor.
Come with me.
I'll take you to him.
Give me your gun.
What's going on over there?
In the truck.
(soldiers shouting indistinctly)
(cocking guns)
(engine starts)
Don't let them get away!
( action theme playing)
(gunshots)
( dramatic theme playing)
( somber theme playing)
Shana?
You okay?
I think so.
Where are we?
WALKER: In the cooler.
SULLIVAN: Walker's attempted
escape was the last straw.
We've got to cut our
losses immediately.
That's crazy.
I'll contact King's
Bishop. He won't...
King's Bishop ordered
cleanup, Dr. Rizor.
Oh, and, uh, something else.
Put everyone in the
clinic, then torch it.
Nobody gets out to
testify. You understand.
Sarah Big Tree.
We just found Dr. Sullivan's
containment center
for more serious cases.
Texas Ranger James Trivette.
Thanks.
(grunts)
Come here.
WHITE EAGLE (outside): Washoe.
Are you alive or dead?
We're alive, White
Eagle, but we're freezing.
Good. There's a lot of work
out there for one old eagle.
( tense theme playing)
The antidote.
Where the hell is it?
Looking for this?
Tie him up.
Let's go! Get to it!
Let's burn it to the ground.
(grunting)
Oh!
Hey.
Hey, what are
you doing? Torch it.
No way, man. We
can't kill all these people.
Fine. I'll do it myself.
(gun cocks)
Get out of here, quick!
(soldiers shouting)
( action theme playing)
(sirens wailing)
ALEX: All right,
guys, let's find Walker.
Right.
Thanks.
Thank you, Walker.
Hi, Katy.
I talked to the doctor. He
says you're gonna be fine.
And so is your mom and dad.
I told you you were
too tough to die.
I like Shana's reason better.
What's that?
She said I was too
good-looking to die.
Oh, brother.
(laughs) Oh.
How you doing? Good.
All right. Hey,
I talked to Alex.
They arrested Brad Stanley.
Oh, great. Yeah.
Oh, you shouldn't have
taken off your mask, Ranger.
Why not?
Because you have
to get a shot now.
Oh, no. I just got here.
No. You took the mask off.
No, but I don't like shots.
It doesn't matter. What?
Just a small needle.
No, they're never small.
They're never small.
Is it gonna hurt?
Well, it hurts going in.
Oh, man.
Bigtime.
What?
All done, Ranger.
That's it?
You big liar!
(all laughing)
TRIVETTE: It didn't hurt.
( upbeat 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 ♪