Walker, Texas Ranger (1993–2001): Season 8, Episode 11 - Full Recovery - full transcript
An employee at a research facility realizes his company is making sarin nerve gas and plans to release it. The man asks his brother Danny to help collect evidence for the police. They are caught; the man is killed and Danny hit by a car.
( light rock action
theme playing)
SUNDOWN: I got you
locked on again, T.J.
If these weren't war
games, you'd be toast.
T.J.: Yeah, Sundown, but
you'd have to run around
every building
in Dallas to do it.
( mellow theme playing)
(jets flying overhead)
Whoa, whoa.
Sounds like it's gonna
fly right in the front door.
What's goin' on,
C.D.? War games.
They have 'em
out at Camp Stuart.
All the military's best
and brightest are out there
for three days studyin' tactics.
In fact, they're gonna
have an air show
Saturday at noon for the public.
All the top brass'll be there.
Sorry, guys. I ran
into a little traffic.
C.D., may I please have a soda?
Was your foot in a bear trap?
You've been comin'
here long enough, son,
to come around here
and get your own soda.
You and Jimmy'd walk
me into the ground.
So anybody seen
Walker and Trivette?
Yeah. Cordell took
Jimmy to the airport.
Where's Trivette off to?
You're just full of
questions, aren't you?
No more than usual.
Jimmy's gonna spend a week
up with his brother in Virginia.
Oh, yeah, yeah,
the, uh, FBI guy.
Simon. They're gonna
pin a medal on him.
GAGE: Oh.
Well, all I can say
is I hope Walker
doesn't get stuck
in that traffic.
He's supposed to have
lunch with Alex today.
( mellow theme playing)
Come on here, pigeon, come on.
MAN: Hey, sir.
Yeah.
Can I help you feed the pigeons?
Sure, son.
Here, little pidgey, pidgey.
He's so hungry. Yeah.
Here, pidgey, pidgey.
Pidgey.
(gangsters laughing)
Why you'd do that?
'Cause I can, old man,
which is more than
I can say for you.
All right, that's enough.
Leave him alone.
Well, now that
you're here, baby,
maybe I will.
Do the smart thing.
Walk away.
Or what?
All right, the lady
was trying to be polite,
but I won't be.
(grunts)
(grunts)
(crowd murmuring)
(grunting)
( heroic theme playing)
(grunts)
Sorry I'm late.
You okay?
Sure I am.
I'm grateful.
Well, my pleasure.
Let's go eat. I'm starving.
Nice timing.
(pigeons cawing)
BRADLEY: 'Night, Joe.
Workin' late tonight,
huh, Mr. Roberts?
If I want the
weekend off, I have to.
All right, nice mess.
Oh, thanks.
All right.
Good night.
Good night.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Oh, my cell phone.
(door closes)
So, what was the
name of this stuff?
Sarin.
Sarin? Yeah.
Sounds like that stuff
you wrap your food in.
(laughs)
MAN 2: Okay, nerve gas.
MAN 2: You know, we've
probably got enough nerve gas here
to take out an entire country.
MAN 1: Whoa.
Joe, we're ready.
(beeping)
MAN 2: Joe, we're ready.
(beeping)
( suspenseful theme playing)
Level C.
(keyboard clacking)
So, man,
what are they gonna
do with this stuff?
I could tell you, but
then I'd have to kill you.
(laughing)
Yeah. Heh!
Let's lock this sarin
up and get outta here.
( suspenseful theme playing)
BRADLEY: Uh-oh.
Don't freeze up on me.
Oh, man.
Reset. Come on, baby, reset.
Why won't you let me delete?
Come on.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Do it.
Please, please let me delete.
Got it.
( 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 ♪
( rock theme playing)
BRADLEY: Hey, little
brother? Little brother?
Danny?
Hey, brother? Danny?
Hey, would you stop for
one second and listen to me?
Hey, Danny!
Dude, I hear you.
But you're not
getting it, all right?
Sarin is a nerve gas.
It's highly illegal
and highly lethal.
Then stay clear of it.
Oh, man, he'll never grow up.
Watch this, bro.
Maybe you didn't hear
me or something, all right?
A single drop of this stuff
can kill everybody in this city.
Whoa.
Right, whoa. Bad news.
Major bummer. Am I
leaving anything out here?
That is so not cool.
Exactly.
Okay, so this outfit
you're working for
is making this killer
nerve gas, right?
Why don't you go to the
cops? Because I need proof.
So I'm goin' into the lab.
I'm gonna get a sample,
I'm gonna bring it out,
and then I'm gonna
blow the whistle.
So, what's the plan, my man?
I'm going in tomorrow.
It's gonna be Sunday,
nobody around.
Sneak in, sneak out.
End of story.
I'm goin' with,
'cause if anything
happens... (grunts)
(laughs)
you're gonna need me.
All right.
I'll pick you up at 9. Great.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Remember, Danny, meet
me in back in two minutes.
DANNY: Okay, Brad.
Hey,
so you didn't get the
weekend off after all,
huh, Mr. Roberts?
Yeah, never ends, Joe.
Boy, you got that right.
(laughs)
Thank you.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(beeping)
(buzzing)
(elevator dings)
Danny, we have to take one
of these sarin gas canisters
to the authorities.
Dan, just be careful with that.
Okay.
All right, give it to me.
Okay, okay, let's go. Okay.
What's wrong with the computers?
I-I don't know. They've
been on the blink
about eight minutes.
All the cameras are offline.
RADER: Bradley Roberts,
the computer geek.
What's he doin' here?
( dramatic theme playing)
Roberts, come over here.
Hold it.
(grunts)
Brad?
Oh, man, you're hit, you're hit.
Danny, take this to the police.
Go get him.
(panting)
The car.
( suspenseful theme playing)
( upbeat theme playing)
( action theme playing)
(grunts)
(grunts)
(grunts)
(grunts)
(grunts)
( rock theme playing)
(tires squealing)
(gunshots)
(yelling)
( dramatic theme playing)
(grunts)
( sinister theme playing)
(exhaling)
And I'm takin' my morning
run, and I hear these shots.
I look up, and I see this guy
come flyin' over the bridge.
Now, that's a hit and run.
And is there any ID on him?
No, none,
but, you know, he
was carrying this.
Well, how's he
doing? How you doing?
No, I'm fine, I'm fine.
And his injuries are
not life-threatening,
but he's in a coma.
He's lucky you were
there, Syd. I know.
(grunts)
( upbeat theme playing)
(grunts)
Ah.
(laughs)
Oh, man, Gage, come on.
You've gotta stop
leading with your chin.
Yeah, okay.
Okay, look, big shot,
why don't you come in here
and get your butt kicked
around for a while, okay?
Because I can see that you
are having way too much fun.
Nice shot, boss.
(groans)
You know that cylinder
you found on the John Doe?
Yeah. We just got
the test results back.
Sarin. One of the world's
deadliest nerve gases.
( dramatic theme playing)
Sydney, get over
to the hospital.
Don't let anyone in that room.
Right.
I'll call the State Department.
Gage, get his prints
and photo out on the wire.
You got it.
MAN: He's still alive, Rader.
Some low level programmer
brings an outsider into my company,
violates our security, steals
a very important product,
and you manage to let
one of them get away.
Sir, the newspaper
didn't talk about the sarin.
I'm betting it
washed downstream.
Are you willing to gamble
our mission on unknowns?
No.
I'm just saying the
cops don't have it.
We'll keep looking
till we find it,
and this guy Roberts
brought in is still in a coma.
And if he wakes up?
That's not gonna happen.
See to it.
( dramatic theme playing)
(door closes)
(buzzing)
They'll pay for what
they did to you, son.
I promise you.
They'll all pay.
(indistinct chattering)
(moaning)
( dramatic theme playing)
Hey.
(grunts)
Texas Ranger. Stop.
(indistinct voices)
(screaming)
Are you all right?
GAGE: Well, that's the second
time you've saved his life.
Dumb luck.
If we can find out
who's trying to kill him,
maybe we can find
out who this guy is.
And what he was planning
to do with the sarin.
Mm-hm.
(Danny grunts)
( dramatic theme playing)
Whoa.
Are you an angel?
SYDNEY: No.
Will a Texas Ranger do?
What's with the cuffs?
You're under arrest.
Possession of a
deadly substance.
Not to mention
suspicion of conspiracy
to commit a terrorist act.
Whoa.
What's your name?
Come on, what's your name?
Uh... Your name.
I don't know, man.
I don't know.
Does the word sarin
mean anything to you?
How about nerve gas?
How about two guys in a silver
sedan knocking you off a bridge?
I'd give it up, man.
I'd give it all up, but I
just can't remember.
I'll get the doctor.
RADER: Mr. Cox, I'm
afraid I have some bad news.
The man at the
hospital is still alive.
He has round-the-clock
protection by cops and Rangers.
I just got off the
phone with the Iraqis.
Saddam's people
have agreed to a price.
We're too close, Rader.
We're too close to have a
man like this get in our way.
I have an idea, sir,
but it will involve bringing
in an outside team.
( dramatic theme playing)
Do it.
Yes, sir.
(door opens, closes)
DPD's canvassing all the
places sarin could be made
and all the places that could
potentially be chemical labs,
but for right now
we got nothing.
So, what's our next move?
Sydney, I want you
to call the paper.
Let's run a story on
this guy with his picture.
And the story will ask
anyone who knows this man
to make contact.
A trap. Right.
But where?
At a place where whoever
tried to take him out
can make another run at him.
All right.
( dramatic theme playing)
You understand what
you're supposed to do?
You know what it means
to create a diversion?
Hey, don't be talking
down to me, all right, ése?
You want noise,
plenty of action. Okay.
That's right. Very good.
So show me the green.
It's pretty rich for
some fireworks, man.
What's the deal?
Just get the cops
away from the house.
You got it.
Well, looks like it's gonna
be along, quiet night.
Yep, you're right about that.
Yes, sir.
( action theme playing)
(siren wailing)
(clicking)
(grunts)
(grunting)
( dramatic theme playing)
(indistinct voices over radio)
(scoffs)
Your plan worked, Walker.
Yep.
They want this guy bad.
Bad enough to bring in pros.
ALEX: How did
your interrogation go?
Not good.
It was a blind hire.
They got the instructions
over the phone.
How'd you make out?
The State Department has
no evidence of any activity
among arms dealers, foreign
nationals, Interpol suspects,
or anyone who might
be dealing in sarin.
Well, we're still
drawing a blank
on our John Doe's
prints and face.
Either this guy is the
smartest terrorist in the world,
or, uh... Or he's
just a regular guy,
who's never been in
trouble with the law before.
Yeah, a guy with
sarin in his pocket.
Okay, this guy Santos, the
gangbanger, a real brain trust.
Says he never met the
guy who hired him before.
Just some guy who
paid him big bucks
to shoot up the neighborhood.
I've got him
looking at the books,
but I'm not very optimistic.
Well, then that puts
us back to square one.
SYDNEY: Hm.
Looks that way.
WOMAN: Hi. My name is Seagull.
( dramatic theme playing)
Seagull?
Can we help you?
I wanna see my boyfriend,
the guy in the paper.
Well, I-I went to the house
that was listed in the paper,
but he wasn't there.
He's your boyfriend?
Yes. His name is Danny Roberts.
Why did you wait
three days to come in?
Well, I hadn't talked to
him in a couple of days
and I was afraid that
he was like, you know,
angry or something.
Did you two have a fight?
Oh, no, no, no.
It's just, well, I've got a way
of getting on peoples'
nerves sometimes,
but, you know, I... I
knew he'd eventually call
because, um, I
have his wallet here.
Uh, may I?
Oh, yeah. See, there he is.
ALEX: "Roberts, Daniel F."
COX: You and the
driver take the truck
through Gate C at Camp Stuart.
Here are your papers.
You're from Camp Lejeune.
You're there for the games.
They'll wave you right through.
Then what?
There are weapons bunkers
just off the main air strip.
Park the truck on the south
side, get out and walk away.
Our contact will load
the sarin aboard a jet
and fly it overseas
to Saddam's people.
But those war games
are still going on out there.
That's right, but there's
an air show today.
That gives us the perfect cover.
How do we get off the base?
Walk through the
south gate, Gate A.
Go to the bus station.
There'll be a van waiting.
You'll come straight back here
where I'll have a million
dollars waiting for you.
( dramatic theme playing)
(door closes)
(buzzing)
(beeping)
Today's the day, son.
They'll all pay.
(knocking on door)
( somber theme playing)
Hi.
Hi.
Who are you?
Danny, it's m-me.
It's S-Seagull.
Your... your kindred spirit.
Your... Your soul mate.
I'm sorry. It's...
I'm just at...
I'm at a loss here.
You left this at my place again.
Oh, you mean, you
and me, we're like...
Yeah.
That's what I've
been trying to tell you.
You...? You're not
disappointed, are you?
Definitely not.
(chuckles)
(giggles)
"Roberts, Daniel F."
I like that. Oh, no, no, no.
No, nobody calls you that.
You're Danny.
Ahem. This isn't working.
Let's try something else.
Okay, Danny, Seagull says
you're a black belt
in the martial arts.
I am?
Well, let's see if you are.
Gage is going to throw some
kicks and punches at you,
and I want you to
defend against him.
Okay.
Dude, you're not
gonna hurt me, are you?
No, he's not gonna hurt you.
Let's just see if we can
jog your memory a little bit.
Okay, let's do it.
All right.
Hands up.
A little rep. Good.
(grunting)
Sorry, bro. I didn't
mean to do that.
No, that's okay, Danny.
Good job. Good job.
Gage, kick it up a little bit.
( action theme playing)
(both grunting)
(groans)
(screams)
I can't do this.
I can't do this. I can't...
I can't remember.
I can't...
I just keep flashing
back to that bridge.
(sighs)
Okay.
Uh, let me work
with Danny alone.
( dramatic theme playing)
Take off your headgear.
All right, sit down.
Okay, cross your legs.
Okay. I want you
to shut your eyes.
I want you to totally relax.
Okay, block everything
out of your mind.
All you see is
complete blackness.
Total blackness.
Now go deep into your
subconscious mind.
Remember what happened that day.
(exhales)
BRADLEY: Maybe you
didn't hear me or something.
A single drop of this stuff
can kill everybody in this city.
Whoa.
I hacked into the
boss' computer.
Whatever Cox has
planned for the sarin,
it's going down a
week from today.
Okay, so, what's
the plan, my man?
I'm going in tomorrow.
I'm going with.
(gunshots) (groans)
Ungh, Brad?
Oh, man, you're hit.
Danny, take this to the police.
(gunshots)
(exhales)
I remember.
Oh.
I remember.
My brother, Brad,
they killed him.
Who killed him?
It was those dudes
at Cox Genetics,
and whatever they had
planned for that sarin stuff,
Brad said it's going
down Saturday.
That's today.
(siren wails)
( action theme playing)
A genetics lab.
No wonder DPD missed it.
What kind of sickos are
we dealing with here?
The worst kind.
People who kill their neighbors
because they don't believe
in the same things they do,
because they have
different colored skin
or a different religion.
Yeah.
Ready to go.
You have to be on base by noon.
I'll be there, sir.
You're a good man, Rader.
Thank you.
( action theme playing)
(siren wailing)
(indistinct speech)
GAGE: Texas Rangers.
(men grunting)
(groans)
(screams)
Take us to Cox.
(beeps)
Cox, Texas Rangers. Let us in.
( action theme playing)
(gunshot)
Cox, open the door.
(door buzzes)
Looks like suicide.
Looks like his son
committed suicide too.
It says here his son
was accused of cowardice
in a live fire exercise
that resulted in the
death of some of his men.
Cox is quoted as saying
his son was a scapegoat
and the military brass will
pay for the death of his son.
Mmm. (plane turbine flying by)
Camp Stuart.
There's an air show there today
and all the top brass
is gonna be there.
Any vehicles go to Camp Stuart?
Yeah, a military 5 ton
about 15 minutes ago.
Let's go.
( dramatic theme playing)
(beeps)
(siren wailing)
(tires squealing)
Welcome to Camp Stuart, folks.
Parking is just
straight ahead there.
Enjoy the show.
(siren wailing)
GUARD: Hey, stop!
Hey, you two, come here.
(beeping)
(airplane zooming)
(grunting)
(yells)
(clicks)
(grunting)
(yells) (groans)
(beeping)
Get down! Get down!
( heroic theme playing)
(horn honking)
I wanna thank you all.
Especially you, Ranger Cooke.
I wouldn't be here without you.
You saved my bacon, twice.
Your brother would be proud.
You were very brave.
Well, Brad was the brave one.
Here's to Brad.
BOTH: To Brad.
My bro.
Well, ready to roll, Seagull?
Hee. Yeah.
Let's go. You guys take care.
Bye. All right.
See you, Danny.
Bye-bye.
Hey, everybody.
Miss me? Hey, you're back.
Yeah, what's that on your
chin, a caterpillar? Hey.
(all laughing)
So anything happen
while I was gone, huh?
Oh, not really too much.
Sydney did save
a guy's life. Twice.
He had amnesia and
enough nerve gas on him
to wipe out half of Dallas.
But Walker helped him
get his memory back.
The doctors couldn't do
it, but Walker sure did it.
And then these hit
men tried to kill the guy,
the one with amnesia.
But we took care of them.
SYDNEY: Yeah. Oh, and
Camp Stuart was almost
destroyed by the nerve gas.
But we took down the bad guys
just seconds
before it detonated.
SYDNEY: Yeah.
That was about it.
( humorous theme playing)
You guys.
All that didn't happen
while I was gone.
(all laugh)
( light rock action
theme playing)
♪ 'Cause the eyes
Of the Ranger ♪
♪ Are upon you ♪
♪ Any wrong you
do He's gonna see ♪
♪ When you're in
Texas Look behind you ♪
♪ 'Cause that's where
The Ranger's gonna be ♪
theme playing)
SUNDOWN: I got you
locked on again, T.J.
If these weren't war
games, you'd be toast.
T.J.: Yeah, Sundown, but
you'd have to run around
every building
in Dallas to do it.
( mellow theme playing)
(jets flying overhead)
Whoa, whoa.
Sounds like it's gonna
fly right in the front door.
What's goin' on,
C.D.? War games.
They have 'em
out at Camp Stuart.
All the military's best
and brightest are out there
for three days studyin' tactics.
In fact, they're gonna
have an air show
Saturday at noon for the public.
All the top brass'll be there.
Sorry, guys. I ran
into a little traffic.
C.D., may I please have a soda?
Was your foot in a bear trap?
You've been comin'
here long enough, son,
to come around here
and get your own soda.
You and Jimmy'd walk
me into the ground.
So anybody seen
Walker and Trivette?
Yeah. Cordell took
Jimmy to the airport.
Where's Trivette off to?
You're just full of
questions, aren't you?
No more than usual.
Jimmy's gonna spend a week
up with his brother in Virginia.
Oh, yeah, yeah,
the, uh, FBI guy.
Simon. They're gonna
pin a medal on him.
GAGE: Oh.
Well, all I can say
is I hope Walker
doesn't get stuck
in that traffic.
He's supposed to have
lunch with Alex today.
( mellow theme playing)
Come on here, pigeon, come on.
MAN: Hey, sir.
Yeah.
Can I help you feed the pigeons?
Sure, son.
Here, little pidgey, pidgey.
He's so hungry. Yeah.
Here, pidgey, pidgey.
Pidgey.
(gangsters laughing)
Why you'd do that?
'Cause I can, old man,
which is more than
I can say for you.
All right, that's enough.
Leave him alone.
Well, now that
you're here, baby,
maybe I will.
Do the smart thing.
Walk away.
Or what?
All right, the lady
was trying to be polite,
but I won't be.
(grunts)
(grunts)
(crowd murmuring)
(grunting)
( heroic theme playing)
(grunts)
Sorry I'm late.
You okay?
Sure I am.
I'm grateful.
Well, my pleasure.
Let's go eat. I'm starving.
Nice timing.
(pigeons cawing)
BRADLEY: 'Night, Joe.
Workin' late tonight,
huh, Mr. Roberts?
If I want the
weekend off, I have to.
All right, nice mess.
Oh, thanks.
All right.
Good night.
Good night.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Oh, my cell phone.
(door closes)
So, what was the
name of this stuff?
Sarin.
Sarin? Yeah.
Sounds like that stuff
you wrap your food in.
(laughs)
MAN 2: Okay, nerve gas.
MAN 2: You know, we've
probably got enough nerve gas here
to take out an entire country.
MAN 1: Whoa.
Joe, we're ready.
(beeping)
MAN 2: Joe, we're ready.
(beeping)
( suspenseful theme playing)
Level C.
(keyboard clacking)
So, man,
what are they gonna
do with this stuff?
I could tell you, but
then I'd have to kill you.
(laughing)
Yeah. Heh!
Let's lock this sarin
up and get outta here.
( suspenseful theme playing)
BRADLEY: Uh-oh.
Don't freeze up on me.
Oh, man.
Reset. Come on, baby, reset.
Why won't you let me delete?
Come on.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Do it.
Please, please let me delete.
Got it.
( 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 ♪
( rock theme playing)
BRADLEY: Hey, little
brother? Little brother?
Danny?
Hey, brother? Danny?
Hey, would you stop for
one second and listen to me?
Hey, Danny!
Dude, I hear you.
But you're not
getting it, all right?
Sarin is a nerve gas.
It's highly illegal
and highly lethal.
Then stay clear of it.
Oh, man, he'll never grow up.
Watch this, bro.
Maybe you didn't hear
me or something, all right?
A single drop of this stuff
can kill everybody in this city.
Whoa.
Right, whoa. Bad news.
Major bummer. Am I
leaving anything out here?
That is so not cool.
Exactly.
Okay, so this outfit
you're working for
is making this killer
nerve gas, right?
Why don't you go to the
cops? Because I need proof.
So I'm goin' into the lab.
I'm gonna get a sample,
I'm gonna bring it out,
and then I'm gonna
blow the whistle.
So, what's the plan, my man?
I'm going in tomorrow.
It's gonna be Sunday,
nobody around.
Sneak in, sneak out.
End of story.
I'm goin' with,
'cause if anything
happens... (grunts)
(laughs)
you're gonna need me.
All right.
I'll pick you up at 9. Great.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Remember, Danny, meet
me in back in two minutes.
DANNY: Okay, Brad.
Hey,
so you didn't get the
weekend off after all,
huh, Mr. Roberts?
Yeah, never ends, Joe.
Boy, you got that right.
(laughs)
Thank you.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(beeping)
(buzzing)
(elevator dings)
Danny, we have to take one
of these sarin gas canisters
to the authorities.
Dan, just be careful with that.
Okay.
All right, give it to me.
Okay, okay, let's go. Okay.
What's wrong with the computers?
I-I don't know. They've
been on the blink
about eight minutes.
All the cameras are offline.
RADER: Bradley Roberts,
the computer geek.
What's he doin' here?
( dramatic theme playing)
Roberts, come over here.
Hold it.
(grunts)
Brad?
Oh, man, you're hit, you're hit.
Danny, take this to the police.
Go get him.
(panting)
The car.
( suspenseful theme playing)
( upbeat theme playing)
( action theme playing)
(grunts)
(grunts)
(grunts)
(grunts)
(grunts)
( rock theme playing)
(tires squealing)
(gunshots)
(yelling)
( dramatic theme playing)
(grunts)
( sinister theme playing)
(exhaling)
And I'm takin' my morning
run, and I hear these shots.
I look up, and I see this guy
come flyin' over the bridge.
Now, that's a hit and run.
And is there any ID on him?
No, none,
but, you know, he
was carrying this.
Well, how's he
doing? How you doing?
No, I'm fine, I'm fine.
And his injuries are
not life-threatening,
but he's in a coma.
He's lucky you were
there, Syd. I know.
(grunts)
( upbeat theme playing)
(grunts)
Ah.
(laughs)
Oh, man, Gage, come on.
You've gotta stop
leading with your chin.
Yeah, okay.
Okay, look, big shot,
why don't you come in here
and get your butt kicked
around for a while, okay?
Because I can see that you
are having way too much fun.
Nice shot, boss.
(groans)
You know that cylinder
you found on the John Doe?
Yeah. We just got
the test results back.
Sarin. One of the world's
deadliest nerve gases.
( dramatic theme playing)
Sydney, get over
to the hospital.
Don't let anyone in that room.
Right.
I'll call the State Department.
Gage, get his prints
and photo out on the wire.
You got it.
MAN: He's still alive, Rader.
Some low level programmer
brings an outsider into my company,
violates our security, steals
a very important product,
and you manage to let
one of them get away.
Sir, the newspaper
didn't talk about the sarin.
I'm betting it
washed downstream.
Are you willing to gamble
our mission on unknowns?
No.
I'm just saying the
cops don't have it.
We'll keep looking
till we find it,
and this guy Roberts
brought in is still in a coma.
And if he wakes up?
That's not gonna happen.
See to it.
( dramatic theme playing)
(door closes)
(buzzing)
They'll pay for what
they did to you, son.
I promise you.
They'll all pay.
(indistinct chattering)
(moaning)
( dramatic theme playing)
Hey.
(grunts)
Texas Ranger. Stop.
(indistinct voices)
(screaming)
Are you all right?
GAGE: Well, that's the second
time you've saved his life.
Dumb luck.
If we can find out
who's trying to kill him,
maybe we can find
out who this guy is.
And what he was planning
to do with the sarin.
Mm-hm.
(Danny grunts)
( dramatic theme playing)
Whoa.
Are you an angel?
SYDNEY: No.
Will a Texas Ranger do?
What's with the cuffs?
You're under arrest.
Possession of a
deadly substance.
Not to mention
suspicion of conspiracy
to commit a terrorist act.
Whoa.
What's your name?
Come on, what's your name?
Uh... Your name.
I don't know, man.
I don't know.
Does the word sarin
mean anything to you?
How about nerve gas?
How about two guys in a silver
sedan knocking you off a bridge?
I'd give it up, man.
I'd give it all up, but I
just can't remember.
I'll get the doctor.
RADER: Mr. Cox, I'm
afraid I have some bad news.
The man at the
hospital is still alive.
He has round-the-clock
protection by cops and Rangers.
I just got off the
phone with the Iraqis.
Saddam's people
have agreed to a price.
We're too close, Rader.
We're too close to have a
man like this get in our way.
I have an idea, sir,
but it will involve bringing
in an outside team.
( dramatic theme playing)
Do it.
Yes, sir.
(door opens, closes)
DPD's canvassing all the
places sarin could be made
and all the places that could
potentially be chemical labs,
but for right now
we got nothing.
So, what's our next move?
Sydney, I want you
to call the paper.
Let's run a story on
this guy with his picture.
And the story will ask
anyone who knows this man
to make contact.
A trap. Right.
But where?
At a place where whoever
tried to take him out
can make another run at him.
All right.
( dramatic theme playing)
You understand what
you're supposed to do?
You know what it means
to create a diversion?
Hey, don't be talking
down to me, all right, ése?
You want noise,
plenty of action. Okay.
That's right. Very good.
So show me the green.
It's pretty rich for
some fireworks, man.
What's the deal?
Just get the cops
away from the house.
You got it.
Well, looks like it's gonna
be along, quiet night.
Yep, you're right about that.
Yes, sir.
( action theme playing)
(siren wailing)
(clicking)
(grunts)
(grunting)
( dramatic theme playing)
(indistinct voices over radio)
(scoffs)
Your plan worked, Walker.
Yep.
They want this guy bad.
Bad enough to bring in pros.
ALEX: How did
your interrogation go?
Not good.
It was a blind hire.
They got the instructions
over the phone.
How'd you make out?
The State Department has
no evidence of any activity
among arms dealers, foreign
nationals, Interpol suspects,
or anyone who might
be dealing in sarin.
Well, we're still
drawing a blank
on our John Doe's
prints and face.
Either this guy is the
smartest terrorist in the world,
or, uh... Or he's
just a regular guy,
who's never been in
trouble with the law before.
Yeah, a guy with
sarin in his pocket.
Okay, this guy Santos, the
gangbanger, a real brain trust.
Says he never met the
guy who hired him before.
Just some guy who
paid him big bucks
to shoot up the neighborhood.
I've got him
looking at the books,
but I'm not very optimistic.
Well, then that puts
us back to square one.
SYDNEY: Hm.
Looks that way.
WOMAN: Hi. My name is Seagull.
( dramatic theme playing)
Seagull?
Can we help you?
I wanna see my boyfriend,
the guy in the paper.
Well, I-I went to the house
that was listed in the paper,
but he wasn't there.
He's your boyfriend?
Yes. His name is Danny Roberts.
Why did you wait
three days to come in?
Well, I hadn't talked to
him in a couple of days
and I was afraid that
he was like, you know,
angry or something.
Did you two have a fight?
Oh, no, no, no.
It's just, well, I've got a way
of getting on peoples'
nerves sometimes,
but, you know, I... I
knew he'd eventually call
because, um, I
have his wallet here.
Uh, may I?
Oh, yeah. See, there he is.
ALEX: "Roberts, Daniel F."
COX: You and the
driver take the truck
through Gate C at Camp Stuart.
Here are your papers.
You're from Camp Lejeune.
You're there for the games.
They'll wave you right through.
Then what?
There are weapons bunkers
just off the main air strip.
Park the truck on the south
side, get out and walk away.
Our contact will load
the sarin aboard a jet
and fly it overseas
to Saddam's people.
But those war games
are still going on out there.
That's right, but there's
an air show today.
That gives us the perfect cover.
How do we get off the base?
Walk through the
south gate, Gate A.
Go to the bus station.
There'll be a van waiting.
You'll come straight back here
where I'll have a million
dollars waiting for you.
( dramatic theme playing)
(door closes)
(buzzing)
(beeping)
Today's the day, son.
They'll all pay.
(knocking on door)
( somber theme playing)
Hi.
Hi.
Who are you?
Danny, it's m-me.
It's S-Seagull.
Your... your kindred spirit.
Your... Your soul mate.
I'm sorry. It's...
I'm just at...
I'm at a loss here.
You left this at my place again.
Oh, you mean, you
and me, we're like...
Yeah.
That's what I've
been trying to tell you.
You...? You're not
disappointed, are you?
Definitely not.
(chuckles)
(giggles)
"Roberts, Daniel F."
I like that. Oh, no, no, no.
No, nobody calls you that.
You're Danny.
Ahem. This isn't working.
Let's try something else.
Okay, Danny, Seagull says
you're a black belt
in the martial arts.
I am?
Well, let's see if you are.
Gage is going to throw some
kicks and punches at you,
and I want you to
defend against him.
Okay.
Dude, you're not
gonna hurt me, are you?
No, he's not gonna hurt you.
Let's just see if we can
jog your memory a little bit.
Okay, let's do it.
All right.
Hands up.
A little rep. Good.
(grunting)
Sorry, bro. I didn't
mean to do that.
No, that's okay, Danny.
Good job. Good job.
Gage, kick it up a little bit.
( action theme playing)
(both grunting)
(groans)
(screams)
I can't do this.
I can't do this. I can't...
I can't remember.
I can't...
I just keep flashing
back to that bridge.
(sighs)
Okay.
Uh, let me work
with Danny alone.
( dramatic theme playing)
Take off your headgear.
All right, sit down.
Okay, cross your legs.
Okay. I want you
to shut your eyes.
I want you to totally relax.
Okay, block everything
out of your mind.
All you see is
complete blackness.
Total blackness.
Now go deep into your
subconscious mind.
Remember what happened that day.
(exhales)
BRADLEY: Maybe you
didn't hear me or something.
A single drop of this stuff
can kill everybody in this city.
Whoa.
I hacked into the
boss' computer.
Whatever Cox has
planned for the sarin,
it's going down a
week from today.
Okay, so, what's
the plan, my man?
I'm going in tomorrow.
I'm going with.
(gunshots) (groans)
Ungh, Brad?
Oh, man, you're hit.
Danny, take this to the police.
(gunshots)
(exhales)
I remember.
Oh.
I remember.
My brother, Brad,
they killed him.
Who killed him?
It was those dudes
at Cox Genetics,
and whatever they had
planned for that sarin stuff,
Brad said it's going
down Saturday.
That's today.
(siren wails)
( action theme playing)
A genetics lab.
No wonder DPD missed it.
What kind of sickos are
we dealing with here?
The worst kind.
People who kill their neighbors
because they don't believe
in the same things they do,
because they have
different colored skin
or a different religion.
Yeah.
Ready to go.
You have to be on base by noon.
I'll be there, sir.
You're a good man, Rader.
Thank you.
( action theme playing)
(siren wailing)
(indistinct speech)
GAGE: Texas Rangers.
(men grunting)
(groans)
(screams)
Take us to Cox.
(beeps)
Cox, Texas Rangers. Let us in.
( action theme playing)
(gunshot)
Cox, open the door.
(door buzzes)
Looks like suicide.
Looks like his son
committed suicide too.
It says here his son
was accused of cowardice
in a live fire exercise
that resulted in the
death of some of his men.
Cox is quoted as saying
his son was a scapegoat
and the military brass will
pay for the death of his son.
Mmm. (plane turbine flying by)
Camp Stuart.
There's an air show there today
and all the top brass
is gonna be there.
Any vehicles go to Camp Stuart?
Yeah, a military 5 ton
about 15 minutes ago.
Let's go.
( dramatic theme playing)
(beeps)
(siren wailing)
(tires squealing)
Welcome to Camp Stuart, folks.
Parking is just
straight ahead there.
Enjoy the show.
(siren wailing)
GUARD: Hey, stop!
Hey, you two, come here.
(beeping)
(airplane zooming)
(grunting)
(yells)
(clicks)
(grunting)
(yells) (groans)
(beeping)
Get down! Get down!
( heroic theme playing)
(horn honking)
I wanna thank you all.
Especially you, Ranger Cooke.
I wouldn't be here without you.
You saved my bacon, twice.
Your brother would be proud.
You were very brave.
Well, Brad was the brave one.
Here's to Brad.
BOTH: To Brad.
My bro.
Well, ready to roll, Seagull?
Hee. Yeah.
Let's go. You guys take care.
Bye. All right.
See you, Danny.
Bye-bye.
Hey, everybody.
Miss me? Hey, you're back.
Yeah, what's that on your
chin, a caterpillar? Hey.
(all laughing)
So anything happen
while I was gone, huh?
Oh, not really too much.
Sydney did save
a guy's life. Twice.
He had amnesia and
enough nerve gas on him
to wipe out half of Dallas.
But Walker helped him
get his memory back.
The doctors couldn't do
it, but Walker sure did it.
And then these hit
men tried to kill the guy,
the one with amnesia.
But we took care of them.
SYDNEY: Yeah. Oh, and
Camp Stuart was almost
destroyed by the nerve gas.
But we took down the bad guys
just seconds
before it detonated.
SYDNEY: Yeah.
That was about it.
( humorous theme playing)
You guys.
All that didn't happen
while I was gone.
(all laugh)
( 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 ♪