Walker, Texas Ranger (1993–2001): Season 8, Episode 1 - In Harm's Way: Part 2 - full transcript

Last time on Walker,
Texas Ranger:

Smile for the camera.

Dallas is stunned
at the brutal murders

of the entire
Stamford household.

Same thing's gonna
happen to your family

unless you wire $50
million to my account.

What the hell's going on here?

Please tell me he's okay.

It doesn't look good.

The M.E. said that she
was sexually assaulted.

If it's Thomas Openshaw

I can tie him to
one of the crimes.

You're under arrest for the
kidnapping, rape and murder

of Tracy Barnett.

All it proves is he
had sex with her,

not that he kidnapped,
raped and killed her.

But what he doesn't
know is that I have a tape.

The federal court
in Austin is all yours.

All you have to do is
produce a shred of evidence

and we'll send him back to Texas

on 13 counts of murder.

These federal marshals are here

to escort
Mr. Openshaw to Austin.

You know who to call.

If we're not in her
courtroom by 3:00,

Openshaw could post bail.

Tell Openshaw his
troubles are over.

Hey! Hey, I need a doctor!

Clear. NURSE: Clear.

Come on.

Flat line.

I'd like for us to
sit down and talk

about our life together.

You mean about our marriage?

Yeah.

I love you so much.

And I...

I'm gonna try and
make Lake Evvie.

Put on a life vest.

We're going in. Aah!

♪ 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 ♪

Walker?

Oh. Oh, my head.

Oh...

Relax, Alex.

I'll get us to shore.

Is it far? It's close.

One more time.

Clear. NURSE: Clear.

Check for pulses.

We have a pulse.

Thank God. He's back.

Ha-ha. Got you this time.

What happened?

We got lucky.

Oh! Oh, baby.

Phew!

So?

Beautiful, man. Ha-ha.

Knocked her out of the sky

right smack in the middle
of Lake Evvie. Good.

Went down like a rock. Uh-huh?

Might have a little bit
of a problem though.

I don't know how, but somehow

the Ranger and the
lady survived the crash.

I tried to knock them
off in the water there,

but I ran out of
ammo, so it's like...

I don't believe this.

Hey, they're like a
long way from shore.

They probably drowned.

My employer's got
too much at stake

to count on probably.

So you're the only one who knows

they're still alive
and where they are?

Yeah.

The lake's, like, out in
the middle of nowhere.

How fast can you get
your hands on a Huey?

I'd say like an hour or so.

Ain't gonna be cheap.

Fifty grand cover it?

Like a blanket.

I'll have a squad of fully
outfitted jungle fighters

ready to deploy in an hour.

You fly them in.
They're still alive,

you finish the damn job.

You need to chill out, man.

Yeah, Ranger Trivette.

Ranger, Don Filmore.

I'm afraid I have some bad news.

What kind of bad news?

The governor's airplane

has gone off the radar
screen in the wilderness

somewhere between
Dallas and Austin,

with Ranger Walker
and Miss Cahill on board.

You mean it crashed?

That's the only explanation.

Well, did you get
a radio message

or a distress signal?

No. They've, uh,

staged a search
operation out of Dallas.

Where? At the
search and rescue unit

at DFW Airport.

All right, I'm
heading over there.

Any idea where they went down?

Well, last radio
contact was here,

about 50 miles out
of Addison Airport.

If something happened
right after that,

they could've gone down here.

Or if they veered off course,

here, here, or here.

It's a wide area.

It doubles if they went down

five minutes later,

and again at ten minutes.

Fifteen, 20, and after that,

they're over the hill country.

What do you got up there now?

Ten choppers, four fixed wing,

but they don't make a dent.

We're working out the
sector assignments now

and trying to round up
the resources to cover it all.

What do you think happened?

I have no idea.

Governor's pilot's as
good as they come.

Walker and Cahill
survived the crash.

Telling me they're
gonna walk in?

Ha, no.

They went down in Lake Evvie.

Hatch isn't sure whether
they made it to shore or not,

so he's sending in team
of mercs just in case.

Okay.

So...

What are the chances
of getting me out of here?

Shouldn't be a problem.

Did you get the South
African passport?

Yes, sir, and I have a
private jet standing by.

Good, good.

All I need is one
hour's head start

and they'll never find me.

All rise.

This is an informal hearing

to determine if
sufficient evidence exists

to bind Thomas Openshaw

over for arraignment
on the federal charge

of kidnapping and murder.

Mr. Filmore?

Good afternoon, Your Honor.

Thank you for making
the time to hear this matter.

There is a situation

which is not yet
public knowledge.

As I'm sure you're aware,

Tarrant County Assistant
District Attorney Alex Cahill

and Texas Ranger Walker
will present evidence

that tie the suspect not only
to the kidnap and murder,

but to a series of brutal and...

We know why we're here.

Where are Cahill and Walker?

I wish I could say.

I thought you said it was close.

Well, it's closer.

Your Honor, without
evidence there is no foundation

for not dismissing the charge
against my client right now.

Your Honor, I ask
for only one more day.

I'm sure by then the
governor's plane will be found,

the evidence along
with it, and God willing,

Cahill and Walker will
be alive to present it.

Mr. Filmore, you have
until noon tomorrow.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Your Honor, I'd
like to ask the court

that you grant my client bail.

Your Honor, the evidence
in Walker's possession,

as well as a number
of testimonies

from victims of the suspect,

indicate that Mr. Openshaw
is in possession

of a half billion dollars
in extorted funds.

He is a flight risk
of the highest order,

and if you grant him bail,
there is no doubt in my mind

that this is the last
we will ever see of him.

Pure speculation, Your Honor.

Mr. Brockmeyer, that's enough.

Suspect will be
held without bail

until we resume this
matter at noon tomorrow.

Well...

How you doing, Big Dog?

They said that they don't
know if you can hear me or not.

I don't care.

They said your heart
stopped a full 30 seconds.

What's that about, huh?

You know, because of you
we caught those home invaders.

I don't know how
you held it together

long enough to
write that message.

You're one tough hombre.

I know you're gonna make it.

You hear me?

And when you do,

I'm never gonna tease
you about that chili anymore.

Okay?

After you kill them,
you bury them so deep

the worms can't get there.

Done deal.

Don't underestimate Walker!

I know all about Walker.

He put a lot of my
old friends away.

I've been looking
forward to this.

Guys, let's get
this baby in the air.

We're losing light.

I'll see you on the
other side, Hatch.

And bring money.

Get out of here, T.J.

Let's get this off.

You could have a concussion.

Not with my hard head.

I'd say more bullheaded
than hardheaded.

Do you have the pouch
with the evidence?

Oh, yeah.

I've got a score to settle
with Mr. Openshaw.

Walker, what are we gonna do?

First thing is
start a signal fire.

Do they know where we are?

No.

The radio was broken,

but if I know Phil Keswick,

he'll have everything in the air

but pigeons looking for us.

We haven't assigned sectors
that far yet. You in the area?

BRODY: I will be shortly.

What's your ride?

Stress testing a Huey
for a potential buyer.

Was planning on doing some
high-speed low-altitude runs

down here away
from the population.

Lake Evvie's the
perfect place for that.

You need some eyes
here, I'm your man.

I can cover about a
hundred square miles.

Thanks, T.J. It's all yours.

Yeah, roger that. KB 201, out.

Okay, guys, it's all ours.

Who was that?

T.J. Brody,

answering our call
for pilot volunteers.

Huey? That's a gunship.

T.J.'s an ex-fighter
pilot, test pilot.

You name it, he flies it.

He's a little wild, but
he's a good search pilot.

If that plane crashed
anywhere near Lake Evvie,

Brody will find it.

Good then. That's great.

I cannot believe you
did that with two sticks.

Any Boy Scout can
do it. Yeah, right.

Listen, Alex.

What is it?

Sounds like a Huey.

Hey, check it out down here.

My, my, look at that.

Walker lit a fire.

KB 201 to operations.

Operations Control.

Can you inform Commander
Keswick that I am in sector

and commencing search?

See anything, T.J.?

Oh, that'd be a negatory.

It looks pretty quiet up here.

Run your grids,
check back with me.

Yeah, roger. This'll be 201 out.

Okay, guys, he's all ours.

Thirty seconds to the LZ.

I hear it. I hear it now.

I don't like it.

You don't like it?
Why don't you like it?

We're getting rescued.

They found us too soon.

But you said Phil
Keswick would have

everybody in the
air looking for us.

I know.

It's just a feeling.

Oh, I wish you hadn't said that.

And what are you
basing this feeling on?

The guy that shot us
down knows we're alive

and he knows
exactly where we are.

Walker, please tell me
that these are the good guys.

They're not.

Oh, my God, Walker,
there's so many of them.

Yeah.

Here, take this.

Where are you going?

I'm going to take a look around.

Where's your gun?

At the bottom of the lake.

Don't you go and
get yourself killed.

Wouldn't think of it.

Slate?

Walker got Thompson.

Spread out. Sweep the area.

He can't be far away.

Be careful.

Alex?

Oh, thank God.

Come on. We gotta go.

Okay, okay.

Well, that's it
for today, Jimmy.

We'll be back up
as soon as we can.

Yeah. Thanks, Phil.

Hey, we will find them.

Slate, you wrap
this baby up yet?

Negative.

All right. I'm out of here, pal.

We'll be ready for
extraction at dawn.

Ten-four.

All right, we're pulling
an all night patrol.

He's gonna try to use the
night to cut his odds even more,

but he doesn't know
we can see in the dark.

God.

On top it all, I'm
getting a cold.

I've gotta go.

You're gonna leave me again?

I'm gonna set up a
few surprises for them.

Walker...

hurry back.

Okay.

I'm...

I'm gonna hold you to that.

What?

I'm gonna hold you to that

about funning me about my chili.

What?

I've never been so
happy to hear some words.

Hey! Doctor.

You've been funning
me, haven't you?

Want some water.

Please let me have
some... Some water.

Shh.

Oh, Walker, we're
at that place again.

What's that?

You and me, and
things couldn't be worse.

Don't worry, Alex.
We'll get out of this.

Get some sleep. Sleep?

You scared me half to death,

now you want me to sleep?

Okay, then I'll sleep.

How long will you be gone?

Until it's finished.

Stay quiet and you'll be safe.

This is Operation Control.

Please advise on the
status of your search.

Control, Sector 32

has been searched
with naked results.

Phil, we haven't seen

as much as a field
mouse out here.

We didn't spot a thing
on that last trip, Phil.

You got another?

Nada, nil.

Not even a kite down here.

I tell you, I haven't
searched the ground so long

since Grandma lost her dentures.

KB 201 to Operations.

I'll run the lake
grids again here,

but as far as I'm concerned,

I'm just spinning my blade here.

Thanks, T.J.

Look, there's tracks.

Don't move.

Come on.

Where'd that come from?

We've checked

and cross-checked every
grid and every sector.

If that plane hit the ground,
we'd have spotted it by now.

What if it didn't
hit the ground?

Some good-sized lakes out there.

Huh.

Byron, call Houston. Yeah.

I want sonar capability,
and I want it now.

Ping every pond, puddle and
lake between here and Austin.

Right.

Walker!

It's only a matter of time.

There he is.

Get out of here!

God Almighty.

Slate, that done
deal Ranger of yours

just unloaded a couple of
rounds in the side of my bird,

undoubtedly with
one of your guns.

So I'm out of here,
pal. You're on your own.

Tell Hatch we'll get the
job done and walk out.

Yeah, or you'll rot
where Walker kills you.

You'll never get away with this.

You don't keep your mouth
shut, you'll never know.

Walker!

We got your lady!

You got ten minutes
to show yourself

or she eats a frag.

Walker, don't do it!

Take the pouch to Austin...

He'll come.

Looks like you guys

have been dumping cars and
refrigerators in Lake Charles,

and I'm not reading any shape

resembling the governor's plane.

Thanks, major.

Can you run a pass
over Moon Lake?

Break and X-Ray

Bravo 422 on
course for Moon Lake.

Not many ponds or lakes left.

SB 22 to Search Control.

We could possibly have
a match in Lake Evvie.

Please stand by
for confirmation.

Standing by, SB 22.

What's SB 22?

The Navy's next
generation sub chaser.

From 20,000 feet it can
lock onto a one-man sub

30 fathoms beneath the surface.

Sighting confirmed.

Shape matching target aircraft

resting on the
bottom of Lake Evvie.

Exact coordinates to follow.

Roger that, SB 22.

Ralph, get some divers
over to Lake Evvie.

I'm gonna go with him.

Where's the nearest
Ranger chopper?

There's one refueling in
a police hangar right now.

Tell them they have a passenger.

You heard the Ranger,

except tell him he's
got two passengers.

Your Honor, the
wreckage has been found

and divers are on the way.

I realize that it's noon,

but I'm asking only
for a brief lunch break

before you decide on the
defense motion to dismiss.

I'm sure by then we'll
have some new information.

Very well, Mr. Filmore.
Court will recess for lunch.

Your Honor, please.

With all due respect, it appears

you're allowing the
prosecution extraordinary latitude

at the expense of my
innocent client's rights.

Well, as court is in recess,

and this is off the record,

You're right, Brockmeyer.

I am giving them every break,

because if what
they allege is true,

I won't have it fall through
the cracks of my court.

But after lunch you'd better
come up with something

besides smoke and mirrors,

or you'll be the one bending
over backwards, not me.

Yes, Your Honor.

His ten minutes are up.

Maybe he doesn't
give a damn about her.

Yeah, or he's playing
with our minds again.

No. Walker knows as soon
as he shows his face he's dead,

or he'd have to kill
all of us to save her.

Oh, yeah? Well, that hasn't
been a problem for him

so far now, has it?

You're a wuss, Munson.

He knows no matter
what choice he makes,

he gets killed,

and he can't leave her behind
so he doesn't know what to do.

So who's messing
with whose mind, huh?

I've just forced
the famous Walker

to show his true color.

Yellow.

Grenade!

Grenade!

Run.

I hit him.

Hang on, bud. Hang in there.

I got you.

All right, let's move out.

Move out?

Morton's dead and
Davis is shot up pretty bad.

Let's move out.

Oh, my God.

Walker, you've been shot.

You all right?

The bullet's still in there.

Oh, God.

Help me get the shirt off.

Oh, my God.

Oh, Walker, what do
you want me to do?

You're gonna have to dig it out.

No, I can't.

Alex, I can't reach it.

You have to dig it out.

They're not down there.

What?

Walker and Alex
aren't down there.

The pilot and co-pilot are dead.

And the plane didn't
crash. It got shot down.

Shot down? Yeah.

There's hundreds
of bullet holes.

Look at that.

Fifty millimeter. Obviously
fired from another aircraft.

Yeah.

Whoever did it could
know they're still alive.

Walker and Alex are
probably running for their life.

Or... Or what?

Or they drowned trying
to make it to shore.

Look, if a 50 mm
didn't kill Walker,

no damn lake's gonna do it.

I gotta get back to Dallas. Why?

To find out all I
can about this slug.

You might wanna
start with T.J. Brody.

Huey pilot?

Yeah, he knows everything

there is to know
about aerial armament,

from World War I
Spads to fighter jets.

He might be able to tell you

what kind of wing
cannon fired this 50 mill.

Okay. Great, help me up.

I see it.

I got it.

Oh, God, I think
I'm gonna be sick.

Here.

Let's go.

Your Honor, we have new
information from the crash site.

Go on.

It appears the governor's
plane was shot down.

Probably an attempt to
keep Walker and Cahill

from appearing in your court.

The good news is they
were not found in the wreck

and they're probably trying
to get to us as we speak.

It's been nearly 24 hours.

If they survived,

surely they would've
contacted someone by now.

Well, not necessarily,
Your Honor.

Lake Evvie is surrounded
by miles of wilderness.

It would take some
time to walk out,

and they could be injured.

What I'm asking for, Your
Honor, is a continuance

until tomorrow morning
to give them a chance.

Your Honor, here we go again.

Probably and could be.

The area has been
extensively searched.

If they had survived,

they would've lit a signal fire.

There's no reason to keep
my client in custody any longer.

Your Honor,

the man is responsible
for 14 deaths

and the extortion of
half a billion dollars,

and he's probably behind

the shooting down of
the governor's plane.

Another probably, Your Honor.

May I remind the prosecution

that Mr. Openshaw has
been in custody all this time.

I'm only asking for one day.

You're not gonna get it.

You have until the
close of business today.

If you can't present
anything new by then,

I will grant bail.

We'll be in recess until 5 p.m.

Thank you, Your Honor.

It's not my fault
they didn't die.

You got exactly
what you paid for.

I put the governor's
plane on the deck,

dropped a full load of
firepower right on top of them.

They're still alive. I
didn't pay for still alive.

Hey, man, so then
you talk to your

little John Wayne Brigade

you sent out there,
if they're still alive.

You get your butt in the
air and get back out there.

I ain't going nowhere,
pal. You can forget that.

Hell, Walker damn
near took me out himself.

I'm not going out there
for all the tea in China.

T.J. Brody?

Yeah. Name's Ranger Trivette.

You're the pilot that covered
Lake Evvie's grid, right?

Yeah.

And that's your mustang?

Yeah. What about it?

Well, I came here to
talk to you about this slug,

but that all just changed.

I was at search and
rescue when you signed off.

Lack of fuel you said, right?

Yeah.

Why didn't you say
anything about taking fire?

Oh, pfft, just a
bunch of deer hunters

just took potshots at
me when I was coming in.

These guys get out
there, they start drinking.

You know how
they kid, just like...

Yeah, I might be
able to buy that

if it wasn't for two things.

See, I found this slug
on the governor's plane.

What do you wanna
bet it matches the bore

in your mustang's wing cannons?

Hey, hey, man,
that's a bunch of crap.

You know, you can't...
You can't prove that.

I'm gonna let
Ballistics do that.

See, but here's the clincher.

This is Cole Hatch.

This is the man that
hired the mercenaries

that slaughtered those
wealthy families for Openshaw.

And since I find
you two together,

it's not an unreasonable
leap to believe he hired you

to shoot down the
governor's plane.

So that's probable cause.

You're under arrest.

All right, get up.

Where's Walker and Alex Cahill?

Go to hell.

That's the wrong answer.

But we can't go on.

You're bleeding to death.

I'm gonna light
this signal fire.

Oh, man, he isn't here.

Another damn trick.

Well, I'll tell you what, boys.

I'm out of here.

Where is he?

Wouldn't you like to know?

Yeah, I would, lady.

Now either you tell me,

or I'm gonna have to
blow your brains out.

I'm gonna kill you.

Now you can light the fire.

Come on. Hey!

Oh, thank God you guys are okay.

No, no. Walker's been
shot in the shoulder.

Oh. Let me get you out of here.

Yes, it's a travesty,
Mr. Filmore,

but I've waited a half an
hour beyond my last ruling.

It's now 5:30 and I can
no longer bend the rules.

Mr. Brockmeyer, I'm gonna
order your client released

on $1 million bail,

but require him to
turn in his passport

before I release
him from custody.

Thank you.

In anticipation of
Your Honor's fair ruling,

I have Mr. Openshaw's
passport, which I'll hand over.

Bail will be posted immediately.

Very well.

Mr. Openshaw, you're
required to return to this court

in six weeks for arraignment.

I'll be here, Your Honor,

and I look forward
to the opportunity

to clear my good name.

Assistant District Attorney
Alex Cahill, I presume?

Yes, Your Honor,

and this is Ranger Walker
and Ranger Trivette.

Welcome back.
Congratulations on surviving

what must have been
an incredible ordeal.

Thank you. You
have something to add

before I close
these proceedings?

Your Honor, I must vehemently...

Sit down, Brockmeyer.

Ranger Walker? Yes, Your Honor.

This pouch contains the evidence

we obtained in the investigation

of Thomas Openshaw.

It contains a videotape
of Thomas Openshaw

raping and strangling
Tracy Barnett.

Ranger Walker
obtained this evidence

under a legal search warrant
of Openshaw's residence.

We also have two men in
custody in Dallas, Your Honor.

One of them is Openshaw's
co-conspirator in these matters,

and the other is the pilot
that he hired to shoot down

the governor's plane,

and both of them are
willing to testify for leniency.

Which means life

without the
possibility of parole.

We now have enough evidence

to secure a conviction
of a capital offense,

so I'm asking the
federal government

to return custody
of Mr. Openshaw

to the State of Texas,

where he will certainly
receive the punishment

befitting his crimes.

Thomas Openshaw will be
remanded to the State of Texas.

Federal charges will
be held in abeyance

until the outcome of his trial.

Can she do that?

I just did.

Thank you.

Thank you.

“Openshaw sentenced to death.

“Three month trial ends
as Cahill gets her man.”

That is a real
nice article, Jenny.

Alex, way to go.

I'm glad it's over.

That makes two of us. Yeah.

I'd just as soon forget
these last 90 days.

Of course, I don't
remember all of them anyway.

How are you feeling? I'm good.

I still get those pretty
little lights up here

in the corner of my eye,
but other than that I'm fine.

♪ I can hear her thinking ♪

♪ From this end of the bar ♪

♪ From what I hear
You let it go too far ♪

♪ I think it's time You
put your heart into it ♪

What?

What was it that you were saying

just before the plane crashed?

Just before.

“Brace yourself,
we're going in.”

No. Before that.

“Buckle up.”

Before that.

“Put on your life vest.”

“I'm going to try to
make Lake Evvie”?

Walker, you said
you'd be serious.

Oh.

Oh...

You're talking
about our wedding.

Yes, I am,

and it was a very
special moment.

Mm-hm.

Did I ever tell you
what White Eagle says

about special moments in life?

Walker, I don't care
about White Eagle.

Well, anyway, White Eagle says

that a moment not seized

is a moment squandered,

and the will of
life is ever turning,

and that moment
will be... Walker.

Lost.

You and I are gonna
have this serious talk,

so you just come
over here and sit down.

You're not gonna
make this easy, are you?

Hey, Walker, we got an
armed robbery in progress

at the Jewelry Mart.

Well, I can't go, Trivette.

I'm having a serious
talk with Alex.

You're kidding. Mm-mm.

Go.

Are you sure? Go.

Okay, if you insist.

♪ I think it's time ♪

♪ You put your heart into it ♪

Well, now that was one
of life's special moments.

C.D. Cordell's a mustang.

Now, you've got
the bridle on him.

The saddle's just a
little bit heavy, honey,

and he won't take to the cinch.

It's gonna happen, Alex.

That guy loves you
more than life itself.

Be patient, sweetheart.

Give him some time.

I know.

♪ Put your heart
Into it tonight ♪

♪ '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 ♪