Walker, Texas Ranger (1993–2001): Season 6, Episode 15 - Money Talks - full transcript

CD gets a job as acting Chief of Security at a Resort. When he asks his assistant, Grady what happened to his predecessor, Grady tells him that he had a drinking problem and disappeared. And it's only half right, he disappeared cause he caught Grady doing something without his permission so Grady killed him. Walker is told by the Commissioner that several of the wealthiest men in the country will be going to the resort that CD works at so he wants Walker to go there and covertly keep an eye on things. So he goes there and Alex goes with him posing as his wife and Trivette goes there posing as a venture capitalist.

( light rock action
theme playing)

( ominous theme playing)

(indistinct chatter)
(piano being played)

Hey, Shannon, let's jump
in and meet in the deep end.

(giggles)

Hi, how you doing?

(beeps)

(piano playing)

(both laughing)

Cheers.

(inaudible)

(beeps)

(beeping)

When this blows,

Golden Wells is gonna
be completely isolated.

No phones, no fax, no
TV, no radio, nothing.

Nothing but the
phones we give them

and the calls we
tell them to make.

MAN: Those rich people are
probably not too good at taking orders.

They'll get good
at it. I guarantee it.

Grady, what are you doing?

(laughs): Damn, Walt,

don't be sneaking
up on me like that.

The phones in the
Cottonwood suites went out

and my buddy Chet
here was helping out.

Hi. You know better than than.

I'm the head of security
here at Golden Wells.

All this stuff has got to
be cleared through me.

Should I clear this?

Oh!

GRADY: Too bad.

You know, you're
a good man, Walt.

You know the drill. Let's move.

TRIVETTE: No, no, no, no,

the market's on its way up.

You're gonna get
your money back.

I've heard that song before.

Ah, but this one
is a hit record.

♪ Oh, pack up your
troubles In your old kit bag ♪

♪ Smile ♪

♪ Pack up your troubles
In your old kit bag ♪

♪ Smile a little while ♪

♪ Wha... ♪
Sir, why are you so happy?

Well, my good
friend Tom Barris...

No, my great friend Tom
Barris over at Company F

just got a marvelous
job as chief of security

for Golden Wells resort.

Oh, that's right.

He's retiring soon,
isn't he? That's right.

Tom's out of here in two weeks.

Well, why are you so happy?

Well, the previous security
guard must have quit.

Golden Wells resort needs
a security man right now.

Tom retires in two weeks.

They hired me in the interim.

Good pay, just kick
back, take it easy,

and what can I say?

Congratulations. Thank you.

Can you handle it?
C.D.: Can I handle it?

For crying out loud,

rubbing elbows with
the rich and famous.

Yes, sirree, just tuck them
in and pull the light switch.

Is everybody here gonna miss me?

ALL: No!

(laughs)

( upbeat theme playing)

♪ Money talks ♪

Welcome to Golden
Wells. May I help you, sir?

C.D. Parker, reporting for duty.

♪ Money talks ♪

Hey, this is a real wingdizzer.

Boy, this place will
hold a lot of hay.

Excuse me?

Oh, never mind, son, never mind.

Welcome to Golden
Wells. Are you checking in?

Uh, I'm reporting for duty.

GRADY: As our
new chief of security.

Paul Grady, your number-two man.

Nice to know you.
It's my pleasure.

( 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 ♪

GRADY: Golden Wells is a little
slice of heaven, pure and simple.

You know, it's
hard to understand

how a man could walk
away from a job like this.

(sighs)

Yeah, Walt Kimber. He, uh...

He was a good man, but, well...

Well, I guess alcohol can
bring down the best of us.

An alcohol problem?

Yeah, he walked off the job
one day. We never saw him again.

Hm. (cell phone beeps)

Excuse me, C.D.

Grady.

All right. I'll be there
in a few minutes.

Seems one of the guests
got locked out of their suite.

Amy at the front desk
will set you up with a room,

and then we'll catch up later.

Okay. All right?

Thank you. Yeah,
you're welcome, okay?

Thank you. All right.

( mellow theme playing)

(clears throat)

Talk to her.

(clears throat)

Can I help you?

Yes, ma'am, I'm C.D. Parker,

retired Texas Ranger,

and I'm out here from Dallas.

I'm in charge of security over
at the Golden Wells resort.

Oh, well, I'm Sheriff
Annie Wilkins.

Well, it's a pleasure.

Thank you. What can I
do for you, Mr. Parker?

I'd kind of like to
find out a little bit

about the fella that
had this job before me.

Walt Kimber.

Yes, ma'am.

I, uh... I heard that, uh...

That he was a drinker
and he walked off the job.

You heard wrong.

Walt was never a drinker,

and he would never
walk off any job.

Yes, ma'am.

Somehow I had that feeling.

That's why I'm here.

Well, I wonder if I could, uh,

eyeball that
missing-persons report.

All right, then.

( rock theme playing)

MAN: Whoa! Hey, watch it, kid.

(car honks)

MAN 2: Hey, watch
where you're going.

MAN 3: Somebody
should do something.

MAN 4: She better slow down.

MAN 5: Watch yourself! Hey! Hey!

WOMAN: Hey!

Close call, little lady.
Mighty close call.

Didn't I tell you to
stay off that thing?

Yeah, you told me.

I knew bringing you
here was a mistake.

I didn't know you
made mistakes, Dad.

You pull another
stunt like this,

you're gonna be grounded
for the rest of your life.

Gee, Dad, you mean
I'll have to spend

more time by myself?

That'd be different.

WOMAN: You know, Kelly,

that is, like, so rude.

Who asked you?

Watch your mouth, young lady.

Just a minute here.

Excuse me, I'm...
I'm C.D. Parker,

in charge of security here.

Charles Sanderson.

Nice to know you.

This is Tiffany. How do you do?

Of course, you
already met Kelly.

I assure you, Mr. Parker,

this type of foolishness
will not happen again.

I'm sure she's learned
a good lesson here.

She'll be more
careful next time.

Well, let's hope so.

Dinner's at 6:30.

I'll expect you to be
dressed appropriately.

"I'll expect you to be
dressed appropriately."

He's such a jerk.

( dramatic theme playing)

Now, Mr. Parker, I don't want
you to take this the wrong way,

but, uh, here at Golden Wells,

we try to observe
a certain decorum.

Especially with our
golden-circle guests.

Decorum. Yes, sir, I think I
understand that, Mr. Bracken.

With, uh, clients
like Benjamin Davis

dropping $10,000 a
night in one of our suites,

we find it's in
our best interests

to keep their blood
pressure on the low side.

Benjamin Davis.

The Benjamin Davis
is staying here?

Yeah, he's arriving tomorrow.

I thought Grady
filled you in on all this.

He wanted me to
get the lay of the land

before we got to particulars.

This is a pretty
important particular.

Mr. Davis is holding
his anniversary party

here at Golden Wells

with a small number
of his very close

and very rich associates.

Shut my mouth.

But Mr. and Mrs.
Davis will be hosting

an elite circle of
Fortune 500 families,

including the father of
that little girl you just saved.

Uh-huh.

They have to have their privacy.

So the best thing you,
Grady, and the others can do

is stay out of their way.

Mr. Bracken, it's, uh...

It's been my experience
with people like this

that, uh, the best
security man is a, um,

invisible security man.

Mr. Parker... Uh, C.D., please.

C.D., you and I are
gonna get along just fine.

Thank you, sir.

( dramatic theme playing)

WALKER: I'm on my way, Alex.

I'll meet you at Cafe
Marina in ten minutes.

We'll have lunch.

ALEX: Okay, I'll see you there.

(woman screams)

OWNER: Stop them!

They're robbing
my jewelry store!

Let's get out of here now.

(woman screams)

(punch lands)

(screams)

Don't you ever stop working?

I just stopped.

Let's eat.

ALEX: Thank you.

Maybe one of these days,

we'll get through lunch
without you arresting someone.

Maybe.

(cell phone rings)

Don't you ever stop working?

Alex Cahill.

Yes.

Just a minute.

It's for you.

Commissioner Johnson.

Yes, commissioner.

Ranger Walker,

yeah, I just got off the
phone with the governor.

Yeah, this weekend,
uh, ten of the richest

men in America
and their families

are gonna be coming to Texas

for a gathering at a
resort called Golden Wells.

Golden Wells?

I want you to get a small
security detail together

and go down there

and keep an eye on things.

And, uh, let's
keep this discreet.

We don't want to raise
any unnecessary alarms.

Okay, commissioner,
I'll take care of it.

Golden Wells.

Isn't that where C.D. is?

Mm-hm.

I'd better call C.D.

About what?

They're having some big
function out there this weekend,

and the governor
wants me to go out

and keep an eye
on things. Discreetly.

Discreetly.

Well, you can't go by yourself.

That would be
completely suspicious.

You need to take your wife.

That's not a bad idea.

I wonder who I should take.

Very funny. (laughs)

Give me that phone.

(phone rings)

This is Grady.

He's a former Texas Ranger.

I think it would
be a big mistake

to underestimate this man.

That's what I'm saying. We
should keep an eye on him.

No.

No... No... No, sir, nobody's
gonna give us any trouble.

I won't allow it.

We have nothing to worry about.

VALET: Welcome to
Golden Wells, ma'am.

The bags are in the trunk.

C.D.: This dadgum
red clay sure is sticky.

If old Silas hadn't gone
deer hunting off-season,

we never would
have found Walt's car.

Yeah, this doesn't
look too good.

How tall was Walt Kimber?

About 6'2". Why?

Well, whoever drove this
vehicle was about 5'8".

I think Kimber's body is
somewhere in these woods.

Bitterroot Park's
over 4,000 acres.

Search could take days.

Well, sheriff, I'd
focus my search

on about a 1,000-yard
radius of this vehicle.

I'll get a team together.

(clicks)

Make sure they're all ready.

Right, you want to go ahead
and and pull the charges?

(shutter clicks)

(speaking indistinctly)

(shutter clicks)

( dramatic theme playing)

Stop!

What?

You know what I want to do?

What?

Drive this thing.

Oh, no, no. They
get real uptight

about stuff like
that around here.

Okay.

I get it.

Twenty now, 20 when we get back.

JERRY: I can't
take that. I'm sorry.

Look, if you're so
scared of losing your job,

maybe I'll make it so
you don't have one.

C.D.: Jerry!

Hi, Mr. Parker.

What can I do for you?

There's some folks
over by the pool

that need some refreshments.

Take care of them
for me, will you?

Absolutely, Mr. Parker.

Thank you.

That was kind of mean.

You're talking about
getting that young fella fired.

I was only kidding.

That's not the point, honey.

You could have caused
him an awful lot of trouble.

My dad would
have taken care of it.

You think your daddy can
take care of everything?

He's got enough money.

There's some things
that money can't buy.

Like what?

Friendship, loyalty.

Come on.

I'll walk you over.

Well, we're at that
point again, Walker.

What point's that?

Like the first day on the river,

or the first day
on the mountain,

when life couldn't
get any better,

where we couldn't
get any better.

Oh, yeah, I remember.

The calm before the storm.

ALEX: Exactly.

♪ Money talks ♪

Oh, I see that Mr. Van
der Vette has arrived.

I don't want to
see any scratches.

Yes, sir. That's
Italian leather.

VALET: Yes, sir.
BRACKEN: Mr. Van der Vette,

David Bracken.

I'm the general manager.

Welcome to Golden Wells.

My pleasure.

I heard a lot about your resort.

Mr. Van der Vette, I'm sorry,

all our golden circle
suites are taken,

but I'm sure you'll be very
happy with the Lone Star room.

I hope so.

Parker.

Yes, Mr. Bracken?

If you have any security needs,

please feel free to
call on Mr. Parker.

He's a former Texas Ranger.

You'll be in good hands.

Oh, is he playing it up.

Oh.

Very good.

Make sure that all of my luggage

gets to the Lone Star room.

Barker.

"Barker"?

Cheapskate.

One dollar. (both laugh)

Jack, don't stand there gawking.

Get back there
and help those guys.

Ah, Mr. Van der Vette.

Yeah, Mr. and Mrs.
Sprinter, how are you?

Very well. Hey, you
want to take a look

at that prospectus
we were talking about?

Uh, yes. I... I appreciate
you taking the time.

My pleasure.

Got it right here.

Okay, let's take a look here.

Hm, so, what'd you come up with?

Clean slate on
all the employees.

No pops on anybody
named Paul Grady.

An alias?

Paul Gravis.

He spent time for
aggravated assault,

weapons violations,
and drug trafficking.

Well, that's C.D.'s
second in command.

How did he get clearance?

Probably the same way we did.

Put a false ID on a computer.

Maybe C.D. can find
out who brought him in.

Wow.

What?

Not what, who.
Howard Barclay, Unitec.

Look over there.

TRIVETTE: That
guy's worth millions.

And there's Everett Bond

and Morgan Daniels.

The commissioner wasn't kidding.

The richest of the
rich really are here.

You know what?

I know how much you make.

I want to go sit with them.

TRIVETTE: Mr. Bond.

He did not just say that.

(laughs)

(laughing)

Any favorite courses, Jim?

Well...

You know, I'd have to go
with St. Martin's in Brussels.

Played there last month.

St. Martin's flooded
last year, son.

It's a swampland.

Some people would call it that,

but I've hit out of worse rough.

(both laugh)

(laughs)

There's Ben.

Ahem, sorry I'm late.

I, uh, got turned the
wrong way at the, uh...

Uh, at... At the clubhouse.

BOND: It's not a problem, Ben.

Benjamin Davis,
Macro Systems, uh...

You are?

I'm Jimmy Van der Vette.

VDT Corp.

I just heard you never
come out in public.

Well, I think my wife would
be a little disappointed

if I didn't show up at my
own anniversary party.

(all chuckle)

New man does the honors.

All right.

BARCLAY: Same as usual?

A thousand dollars?

A thousand dollars a round.
That sounds reasonable.

BARCLAY: That's per hole.

(glass breaks)

(both snicker)

(chuckles)

Parker's definitely
up to something.

He's got Kimber's
missing-person file here.

I agree. I'll take care of it.

(phone rings)

(beeps)

GRADY: Time's come.

That old Ranger's gotta
go. You know the drill.

Consider it done.

Hey, Kelly, what are you
doing down here by yourself?

My goodness, what's that?

Two hundred dollars.

All I wanted to do was
play tennis with him

and he gives me this instead.

Ever since he divorced Mom,

I hardly see him anymore.

Scoot over a little bit, hon.

Well, your daddy's
kind of confused,

and you're a
real fine little girl.

And one of these days
when you get a little bit older,

he's gonna regret that.

Excuse me, Mr. Parker,

but there's been
a break-in reported

at the utility shed
by the golf course.

I thought you might
want to check it out.

Okay, you bet.

You just hang in
there, kiddo, okay?

I wonder what that's all about.

(grunts)

( ominous theme playing)

Should have minded your
own business, old man.

(howls)

(grunts)

(C.D. grunting)

You okay, C.D.?

Hell, no, my head hurts.

Here.

There you go.

Come on. Whew.

WALKER: There
was no ID on the body.

The sheriff's taking
him back to Dallas.

They're gonna run his
prints through N.C.I.C.

How's C.D. doing?

Well, he's got a headache,
but he'll be all right.

What do you think
these guys are up to?

I don't know,

but whatever it is, it's
gonna come down soon.

I bet it's got something
to do with Davis.

You might be right.

You keep an eye on him.
We'll watch the other CEOs.

You got it.

DAVIS: That is the first time

I ever got the ball out
of the sand trap in one.

TRIVETTE: Scooping
the yolk off an egg.

DAVIS: Right. Right.
TRIVETTE: That's right.

Remember what I told you
about using too much wrist.

Think metronome.

That's right, metronome.

Yeah, that's right. You
got a good eye. Trust it.

I guess the only way I'm
gonna improve my golf game

is to get out and
play more often.

You know, that's not the
only thing you'd improve, sir.

What do you mean?

I mean Macro Systems.
Down 18 percent last year.

You know why? Why?

Because everyone
thinks you're a recluse.

I... I'm not
comfortable in public.

No kidding. But listen,

how are people gonna know

if you're a hands-on
kind of guy?

How are we gonna
know that you're a leader?

Maybe you're right, Jim,

Maybe I have
become too isolated.

Yes. You ought to try showing up

at a stockholders'
meeting once in a while.

Yeah.

The Wall Street Journal
has been after me for months

for an interview.

I was thinking about this.

You ought to start
your own web site.

That's a good idea, Jim. Yeah.

That's a very good
idea. Yeah, yeah.

I hear you're having
an anniversary party.

Yes, we are. You should come.

Well, thank you,

but I promised this other couple

that I'd join them for dinner.

Well, bring them along.

Well, all right, Ben.

(both laugh)

Look out! Whoa!

Dad, Dad, Dad!

He's busy right now, honey.

Don't call me that. Dad!

What is it, Kelly?

Well, come on.
Let's go play tennis.

You promised yesterday.

I can't right now. I'm busy.

Son. Yeah, you.

Come over here
a second, will you?

Yes, sir.

Take my daughter
over to the courts

and let her hit some
balls with the pro.

Sure thing, Mr. Sanderson.

Come on, Kelly.

ALEX: Sanderson
better watch out.

One of these days,

that little girl's just
gonna walk away.

That's for sure.

What'd you find out, C.D.?

Grady was hired by
Bracken, the general manager,

but he wasn't promoted

even for the two weeks till
Tom Barris could get here.

That's because he
knew Grady had a record.

Stockholders would have demanded

a more in-depth
background search.

I've got a hunch Bracken
set you up last night.

Yep.

Okay, let's stay on alert, C.D.

Dadgummit, I thought I was
gonna get a vacation out of this.

You and me both.

Well, let's let Trivette
know what's going on, okay?

Okay.

Speak of the devil.

(crowd laughing)

He's supposed to protect
that fella, not drown him.

BRACKEN: All right, in two hours

there'll be no turning back.

No mistakes, Grady.

I want this thing to
go like clockwork.

GRADY: Don't worry
about it, Bracken.

My men know exactly what
to do. BRACKEN: Good.

See you at the party.

All right, let's get packed
up. Get ready to move.

MAN 1: All right, let's
move. MAN 2: You got it.

Le't go. Double
time, double time.

Go, go, go, go.

MAN 1: Weapons are secure.
MAN 2: Secure weapons.

Roger.

MAN 3: Magazines in the belt.

(laughter) (jazz music playing)

(inaudible)

(inaudible)

(inaudible)

Dad. Daddy.

In a minute, sweetheart.

Vodka and orange juice, please.

Just make that
orange juice, son.

Yes, sir.

You're gonna be
grown up soon enough.

There's no need pushing it.

Mr. Parker, how come
you care what I do,

but my dad doesn't?

Well, I'm sure he does.

The two weeks I get
with him, we come here,

where he hardly pays
any attention to me at all.

Look, hon, your dad is
just confused right now

about what the
important things in life are.

I'm sure after a while,
he'll... He'll change it.

I wish he was more like you.

And if I had a daughter,

I'd want her to
be just like you.

( tense theme playing)

(inaudible)

(inaudible)

They're all here.

(beeping)

Alex, you about ready?

ALEX: I thought the
party started at 8:00.

It does. It's 8:15.

(tires squeal)

Oh!

(phone rings)

Hello.

Yeah, this place
is filling up, Cordell.

Yeah, well, what's keeping you?

Alex. Who else?

(chuckles)

Is that Walker?
Let me talk to him.

Oh, I'm sorry, Jimmy.
I didn't hear you.

My... My ear was
full of pond water.

(laughs)

Walker, I think you could
be right about tonight.

(static over phone) Trivette?

Trivette.

Ta-da

Something's wrong. Stay here.

(door opens)

(door closes)

So much for my ta-da.

Move it!

(gunshots)

(screaming)

GRADY: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Quiet down. Quiet down.

Quiet down!

All right, you want to play
hero, everybody's gonna die.

(screaming)

All right, check security for
their weapons. Get their guns.

All right, make no
mistake about it.

You are alone here.
Nobody's gonna help you.

Get those phones.

These radio phones
are your only contact

with the outside world.

What is it that you want?

I want you out of my face.

Contain the guests
and the rest of the staff.

Keep them by the pool.

I do not want anybody
to leave the resort.

SOLDIER: Yes, sir.

All right, everybody down.
Get down on the ground.

Make me happy. Get
down on the ground.

Let's go. Now! Move! Come on!

SOLDIER 2: Get
down. Get down, now.

All right, you will
use these phones

to contact your bankers.

Each one of them will
electronically transfer

$10 million to a
foreign account.

That account number is taped

onto each one of
these radio phones.

You've got 20
minutes. Start dialing.

Or I'm gonna start
thinning out families.

(beeps)

I suggest you start dialing
right now, gentlemen.

That means you,
pal. Start dialing.

(all speaking indistinctly)

MAN: Just get the money
into this account immediately.

I'm scared. What's gonna happen?

I'll give you something
to be scared about.

Move it. Up the
stairs. Let's go.

Thanks.

Get to your rooms
and stay there.

Yes, sir.

DAVIS: The 10 million is there.

Excellent.

Another transfer completed,

but for the rest of
you gentlemen...

Tick tock.

MAN: Okay. WOMAN: Oh, my God.

(engine starts)

(gunshots)

I guess you weren't
up to the job, were you?

Night's still young, sonny boy.

Yeah, but you're not.

Leave him alone!

I'll kill you!

(grunts)

What's the matter? Don't
you know that I will kill you?

You touch her again, and you'll
never see a dime of my money.

Dial.

You two, drag them over here.

Right.

You two, take off your ties

and tie them up.
With pleasure, sir.

Daddy, are you okay?

I'm okay, sweetheart.
Don't worry.

Time's up, Sanderson.

(screams) No!

MAN: What was that?

(gunshots)

KELLY: Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!

Daddy! Daddy!

Daddy, help!

C.D.: Cordell!

Grady's got the girl.

My hair! Daddy! MAN:
Get out of the way.

(all cheering)

(sirens blaring)

Let go of me!

Suck it up, you little brat!

C.B.: He went here.

(Kelly squeals)

(screams)

Let go of me!

Let go of me!

(gunshot)

Oh, my God!

Get out. Get out! Get out!

MAN: Okay, whatever you want.

(Kelly screams)

Come on, Kelly, let's go.

Get out of there.

(sirens blaring)

Kelly!

Daddy! You okay?

Oh, Dad!

I was so scared.

I was afraid I'd lost you.

I thought I lost you too, Daddy.

Are you sure
you're okay? I'm fine.

I love you. I love you too.

(siren blares)

(tires squeal)

C.D., may I have the
pleasure of taking Grady in?

All yours, ma'am.

I've really got
to thank you, sir.

WALKER: You're welcome, Bracken.

And you're under arrest.

Take him.

ANNIE: You have the
right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and
will be used against you

in a court of law.

You have the right to
speak to an attorney

and to have an attorney
present during questioning...

Wow.

You look gorgeous.

You finally noticed.

Mm.

Mr. Parker, thanks
for everything.

Well, now, what am I gonna
get for having saved your life?

Huh?

(laughs)

You're gonna be okay,
Miss Kelly Sanderson.

You're gonna be okay.

Now, scoot.

Mr. Parker?

Oh, your daughter's
already thanked me.

I realize there's no way
I can show my gratitude

for what you've done.

But...

with Kelly, it...

Hey, there's... There's
no mystery to it.

All you gotta do is just

put your arms around
her and squeeze.

She doesn't work for you.

She's not on your schedule.

And believe me,

she's the most precious
thing you'll ever have.

Thank you.

You bet.

(inaudbile)

(clears throat)

So tell me, darling,

are we ever gonna
have a vacation

without you arresting someone?

Well, we can work on it.

Mm.

That's what I'm saying.
That's what I'm trying to tell you.

I happen to know for a fact he's
gonna spend more time in public

promoting the company.

What are you talking about?
The stock's gonna skyrocket.

This is what I want you to do.

Sell everything I got
and buy Macro Systems.

That's right. Buy,
buy, buy, buy, bye, bye.

Walker, you
gotta get in on this.

No.

TRIVETTE: It's the
chance of a lifetime.

♪ It's the chance
Of a lifetime ♪

No.

(whoops)

(laughing): Your loss.

DAVIS: Let's throw
a party, you said.

You'll have a great
time, you said.

I'm never going
out in public again.

Never.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

(both laugh)

Leo! Leo!

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♪ Any wrong you do
He's going to see ♪

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Texas Look behind you ♪

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