Walker, Texas Ranger S3E1 - English Transcript

- You wanna tell me something?|- Like what? Like how come this guy Harris|is doing five to 15 for taking down a bank, he escapes|and he heads to Midland. Instead of? Instead of any place|that's got a border crossing. Because this is where|he robbed the bank, and I figured he'd come back here|to pick up his stash. They're sure playing loud music. This guy has escaped|and he's hiding? You gotta know Harris. Texas Rangers. Open up. Harris, it's Ranger Walker. |Open the door. - What? What?|- Your gun. Oh, yeah. Hey, ladies. Ladies? Ladies! In the bedroom. Get dressed. Walker. You again. - Yep. |- Looks like he unstashed his cash. You had to show up right now? I just escaped three days ago. |It took me two days to get here. Look, what if|I give you my word, huh? You know me. |Take a little walk around the block, come back in a couple of hours. |I'll be here, I promise. Now, why would we wanna do that? You realize I've been in prison|for almost three years without a woman? Like cigars? Take those. |They're Cuban, the finest. Champagne? You should take Jeroboam with you. |Go ahead. Money. Everybody likes money. I got lots of money. Just give me a couple of hours. I think it's time you got dressed. |We got a long drive back to Dallas. You're a lot of fun. Walker, would you|give that to the girls? Tell them to go out|and have a part\y, my treat. Well, maybe I would, Harris,|if it wasn't stolen. Is there anything else? Tell them I'll see them next time. You want me to drive|the rest of the way? Well, maybe for a little ways|after we finish our dinner. Yeah. Now, James, you know|he just got his license. Ain't nothing but straight road|for a hundred miles. He's got to get some experience. That's true, but I still don't wanna be|driving up to that wedding reception with any dents in our car. Oh, Mama. Howdy. Haven't seen you folks|around here before. Just passing through, deputy. Well, don't let us stop you. Yeah, we're gonna have|some dinner. Y'all should've got here|ten minutes ago. They're closed. No, they're not. |There's still people eating. Well, now, they're just not|serving anymore. It's still light. Ain't but a little past 6. You folks must be hard of hearing. No, all we are is hungry. Well, there's a little town about|40 miles up the road called Wicksville, and they don't mind|who they serve. Thank you very much, officer. |Maybe we'll just go there. Jolene, B. J. , let's go. Hey, man, what is this?|What are you, some throwback to 50 years ago?|You can't just run us out of town. - Is that a fact?|- Come on, son. You best listen to your daddy, boy. No, I ain't going anywhere till I eat. |Excuse me. Get off me! Get off! B. J. ! Looks like|I'm gonna have to teach you a little respect for the law, boy. You believe this Harris guy? I believe it. It's the third time|I've had to catch him. Yeah, I know. It says here|the first time you captured him was when he robbed the bank,|and the second time was when he escaped|three years ago. But look at this. |Before you captured him, he sent the warden|a new set of tires for his car and a gift cert\ificate|from Neiman Marcus. That's Harris, all right. What, Harris? You know,|it's not very comfort\able back here. It's not like I'm John Dillinger. You're not planning|on driving all the way back tonight. This is inhuman. You know, we could|lay over for the night. Good. Find us a nice hotel. I'll spring for the rooms,|buy us a nice dinner, maybe a bottle of '61 Lafite. |We'll have a good time. That's not your money|to spend, Harris. There's a town|about 20 miles down the road. We'll spend the night there, but you're gonna|spend the night in jail. You got no style, Walker. But anything's better than|the back of this truck, so let's go. You just got no style, Walker. So I've been told. Lovely. I gotta picture|what the jail looks like. Hi, deputies. Sheriff around? Yes, what can I do|for you two gentlemen? - We have a prisoner that|- Walker. Cordell Walker. Beau Langley. You and I were together|at the Depart\ment of Public Safety. Oh, yeah, I remember. |You the sheriff here? You bet, this my town. - This is Ranger Trivette. |- Good to meet you. What brings you to these part\s?|Him? We're on our way to Dallas,|decided to spend the night here. - Can you put him up?|- Sure can. Always glad to do a favor|for a fellow lawman. I'll tell you, you go down here,|turn to the left, it's a good hotel. Right across the street,|excellent restaurant. Gentlemen, make yourself to home. - Great, appreciate it. |- Thank you. Beg your pardon. |You're Rangers, right? Yes, sir. I'm Ranger Trivette. |This is Ranger Walker. Is there something wrong? Yes, there is. It's our son, B. J. Excuse me. Walker. Come to check on your prisoner,|he's safe as can be. I'm here to check on|the other prisoner. Check that out, will you, Roy? Now, what possible interest|could you have in him at all? What's he in jail for? Plain and simple. |Disturbing the peace. Way we heard it,|he just wanted something to eat. They got there too late. |Place was closed. To them. No, just plain closed. Problem is their kind|is always looking to cause trouble. - "Their kind," Beau?|- What kind is that? Tourists? Drunks? Blacks? What? Fact of the matter is, my deputy said|he was being very uncooperative. He even took a swing at him. Now, he owes|the town of Adelaide $150, and I don't take checks|and I don't take credit cards. Until he pays the fine,|he's staying right here. Cousin B. J. , is that you? Sure it is. Well, don't you worry none. |Cousin Jimmy just came into town. I'm gonna pay your fine. |You'll be on your way. You ain't no cousin of his. Well, how do you know that?|Don't we all look the same to you? Cousin Cordell,|could I borrow 10, please? Yeah, sure. Here you go. - Hundred and fifty, right?|- That's right. Roy? - I'd like a receipt, please. |- Sure. Come on, Cousin B. J. ,|let's get out of here. Something don't smell right. Yes, sir, Cousin Jimmy,|I'm with you. You guys go on. |I'll catch up with you. You got yourself|quite a part\ner there, Walker. Is that what the Texas Rangers|is coming to? I hope so. |He's one hell of a part\ner. And he did pass his Ranger test. |More than you did, Beau. This is the best thing|that ever happened to me. I got this little town here. |I keep it safe and secure, nice and quiet,|the way the people want it. Yeah? At what price, huh? I don't have any proof|of wrongdoing, but the law's for everyone. |Don't forget that. No, don't even worry|about the money. It was wort\h it just to see|the looks on their faces. We'll get it back to you. Just wanted to thank you|for what you done. - You too, Mr. Walker. |- Pleasure. - Thank you, sir. |- All right. Be careful. - Mr. Walker, thank you. |- You're welcome. Bye, now. - So you hungry?|- I'm starving. All right, let's get over there. |Maybe we can get in before it closes. I guess you hope|they take credit cards. Why? I got lots of|Oh, well, you can pay. What do you mean?|I paid last night. - You did not. |- Yes, I did. I think I'll have a chicken-fried steak,|mashed potatoes and gravy. Oh, man, I can't wait. Walker. You know how bad|this fried food is for you, don't you? - Yeah, it's just awful. |- Look at this gravy. I can feel my art\eries|hardening as we speak. Well, here, give it to me|if you don't want it. - You want this last biscuit?|- Take it. Hi, Ben. Mind if I sit down? - Well, we're just finishing up. |- Well, you don't wanna leave yet till you've had some of that|cherry cobbler. Millie? Bring over three cherry cobblers,|would you? You got it, darling. Boy, I'll tell you, that fella Harris you got in my lockup|is a real character. He offered me|a whole bunch of money if I turn my back|while he went sashaying away. He's trying to bribe a lawman. Did you check our credit card? Because he sure didn't have|any cash money. You're still fretting about that boy|I had in the lockup, aren't you? Well, what was I supposed to do?|My deputies come in there, they tell me somebody's out there|disturbing the peace. Am I supposed to just let him go? Then maybe you should keep|a tighter leash on your deputies. Yeah. Well, they're young. They'll learn, just like we all did. |They'll be fine. - Well, I'm done. How about you?|- Here, let me get the check. No, don't worry about it. |Walker's paying. See you in the morning. - You have a good evening, you hear?|- Yeah. Well, the sheriff's right|about one thing. It sure is quiet around here. Sorry, I didn't realize it was so late. Hey, you hit the curb, man. - Moron. |- Hey, don't worry about it. Let's go. I'm closed. Hey, we just want something|to drink and some chips. - I told you, I'm closed. |- Come on, open up. - It'll only take a minute. |- Come on, give us a break. - Real cash money. |- Yeah. Hey, hey, store's closed. |Now, get back on the road. What's going on down there? The guy's right there. We'll get|the stuff and get out of here. No, what you'll do|is you'll get back in this car and you'll get out of here now. Okay, man, come on. |Maybe we ought to go. Let's get out of|this crappy little dump. - Hey, don't do that. |- You want some too, boy? - I guess you|- All right, all right, back off. I said, back off. What the hell's going on here? - You let that deputy up. |- Put that gun away. What's going on here, Roy? These kids were trying to make|all kinds of trouble here, Beau. We tried to take them out peaceful,|but they weren't having none of it. Ain't that what happened, Sam?|Ain't it? - Yeah, that's it, sheriff. |- They hit me for no reason. I hit you because you were|giving us lip, you little punk. - Well, now, that's not exactly|- All right, hold it, hold it. How did you get involved in this? We stopped him|from kicking the kid again. There was no reason for him|to do it in the first place. There was no reason for you|to attack a brother officer. - He ain't no brother of mine. |- You bet your butt he ain't. - Come on. |- All right, hold it, hold it, hold it. Roy, take these two fellas|and put them in the lockup. - Let them cool off. |- Yes, sir. Sheriff, can I talk to you|for a minute? There's no reason for that. Walker, you gotta let me|run my own town. Now, I know you're a Texas Ranger, but that doesn't give you|special privileges. Don't you think a warning|would be enough for these kids? I can't do that. I can't let somebody break the law. Pretty soon everybody wants to do it. Roy, go ahead and run them in. We didn't do anything. - And read them their rights. |- Yes, sir. Do you understand what I'm saying? I don't believe it. Man, am I glad|to get out of this town. You still upset about last night? You think that would've happened if it|had been two white guys from Baylor? Never. You know, you have a bad habit|of answering your own questions. But no, probably not. - Bye-bye. |- Bye, sheriff. Use your fork, pal. - Morning. |- Good morning. They're feeding Harris now, so he|should be done when you're finished. Okay, good. Walker, I know you think|I was a bit harsh on those two boys last night,|but I love my badge and I won't let anyone disrespect it. I can understand that. - See you over there. |- Okay. I don't know about you, but I got|a hard time believing anything he says. - Morning, boys. |- Hey, Millie. There you go. Boy, you boys must be|good friends with the sheriff. I tell you, that must make you proud. - Why's that?|- Why, what he's done for this town. Beau Langley's the best thing|that ever happened to this town. I wish he'd been here|when I was growing up. It wasn't always this nice|around here, let me tell you. But the sheriff,|he keeps the bad element out. No drunks, no carousing. Why, folks hardly even bother|to lock their doors anymore. So, what you're saying is|everybody's real fond of him. Well, every now and then|there's some malcontent complaining that|he's too *** some folks. But the good, law-abiding folks|in this town would like to see him sheriff forever. |I know I would. Listen to me yackety-yak-yak, you haven't even|looked at your menus. - See the problem?|- I know the problem. As long as he keeps|the good citizens happy, they don't care much|what he does to anybody. Especially if they're different. Roy, get that clown out of here,|would you? Hi! Well, you boys|sure take your own sweet time. I thought we'd be on the road by now. What's your hurry, Harris? This is not a nice place. At least where I'm going,|they've got television. What happened to those boys|you arrested last night? I cut them loose|first thing this morning. A night in jail|sure improved their manners. Well, don't let me keep you boys here. |Have a nice trip. Don't expect I'll be seeing you|back here, though. I don't know. I was thinking,|a nice, safe little town like this, gathering up all my relatives|and moving them out here. Now, you do that, and old Beau will be on|the reception committee. Now, how'd I know you'd say that? Come on, Harris. |I think I like your company better. Yes, sir. Something? Yeah. I don't like the way you run this town. And you'd better put a rein|on these deputies of yours, because if they step over the line,|I'm gonna be back. They're my boys,|and I back them all the way, so if you do come back here,|you better bring an army, because just you alone|is not gonna cut it. That's a threat you'd better hope|you never have to back up. Stay in there, Harris. Well, could you at least|get me a cola, see if they have|some soft cushions in there? - What'll it be?|- Twenty bucks. Yes, sir. You know, it's gonna be a long drive|all the way back to Dallas if all you're gonna do|is sit and think all the way. I gotta get personal|about something, all right? Sure. Now, I know you ran into a lot|when you were growing up. You know, the name-calling,|the way people treat you. What was it, "half-breed"? Yeah, that. Sometimes worse. Didn't like it then,|and I hate it more now. Well, see,|people don't do that to you now because they don't know|what you are by the way you look. Are you thinking about|Beau Langley and his boys? Well, yeah. They're no better, they're no worse|than what I've run into all my life, but I was thinking, man, you know,|one time when I was on the Cowboys, just before I blew out my shoulder, we played this Monday-night game|against the Bears. And, I mean, this was|a tough game, man. But we beat these guys,|and I scored two touchdowns. So, like, this was like|the best game of my life. So we go over Danny's house|to celebrate afterwards, because he used to have|this huge house up in nort\h Dallas. And I get out of there|about 2 in the morning, and I'm completely sober. I'm driving in my shiny car, you know,|in this fancy neighborhood, the radio's on,|and I'm reminding myself: "What a wonderful guy you are,|Trivette. " All of a sudden, these cops, they start\ flashing their lights|behind me. You know, so I pull over|and I get out. These guys wanna know|what I'm doing driving through this neighborhood|at this time of night. They say I look suspicious. Because I look suspicious,|they take me down to the station. - What happened?|- They threw me in the tank. Finally, somebody looks at my|driver's license or they recognize me. I'm out. They're apologizing. "Hey, wow, we were watching you|on television today. " But I'm not black now,|I'm Jimmy Trivette. I'm scoring for the Cowboys. This guy comes up to me|and he wants to know if I can get him tickets|for next week's game. You know why I became a Ranger? The real reason is I was hoping|I could put a stop to this kind of thing. But we drive off and we leave|Beau Langley as sheriff of Adelaide. I don't know what the cure is|for bigotry and ignorance, but I do know one thing: There's a lot more of us|than there are the Beau Langleys of the world. Come on, drive! Drive!|Son, drive this car. We're not picking up people|to go to lunch here, we're escaping! How in the devil did he get loose? This isn't like Harris. - Sorry about that. |- Yeah, right. Next time, I'm driving. Come on, drive! Drive! Let me see your hands. Get them up! - Please don't kill me. |- We're not gonna kill you, kid. - But you're in a lot of trouble. |- What we're gonna do is arrest you. - Wait a minute. You guys are cops?|- Texas Rangers. Well, he told me|that you had kidnapped him. I was just trying to help him|get away. I didn't know, honest. Well, what do you want from me?|I hate the back of that truck. Okay, okay, okay. All right, you're a Good Samaritan,|but next time, why don't you find yourself a kidnap|victim who's not wearing handcuffs? Can you get this car out of here, kid? - Yeah, yeah. |- Come on, Harris. I'm coming. I'm coming. Did you get my cola? Easy, easy. Hey. Hey! How about a short\cut, Trivette? This ain't no waterbed back here,|you know. I got my rights. Wait till the ACLU hears about this. They'll have your badges. Hey. Hey. Wait till my lawyer gets hold of you! Do I hear laughing in there? You think this is funny? - Say, would you like to dance?|- Sure. - Excuse me. |- Pardon us. You are definitely getting better|at this. Are you sure, when you're supposed|to be out tracking dangerous criminals, that you're not taking|dance lessons instead? Alex, do you mind?|I'm trying to concentrate here. Well, then I won't mention the fact|that I heard through the grapevine you have a complaint|filed against you. You mean Harris? I'm surprised at you, Walker. Don't you know you're not supposed|to jeopardize the well-being of the prisoners|that you're transport\ing? How about another mineral water,|or are you driving home? No, I'm fine, C. D. No, Jimmy, you ain't fine. You ain't been wort\h a damn since you and Cordell come back|from Midland. Now, why don't you either get|to feeling better or let's talk about it? Hey, you ever run into a guy|named Beau Langley when you were with DPS? Beau Langley. Yeah. Yeah, people walked real soft|around that man. - What kind of people?|- People that broke the law. He'd take you in. |It didn't make a damn how, either. Of course, that was a while ago. Things are different now. I don't know. It seems like|time's standing still for Mr. Langley. What happened between you|and Langley? Where'd you run into him? In my nightmares, C. D. Hey, Mrs. Mays. Nice to see you again. - I came to give you your money. |- You didn't have to make a special trip. - You wanna come inside?|- Yes. I need your help. My son B. J. , he done|something awful stupid. I'll be glad to help you any way I can. |You know that. I know, that's why I came to see you. B. J. , he went back to Adelaide|to talk to that sheriff. - Oh, no. |- Tried to get our money back. You stood up|to that sheriff before. You can get B. J. Back for me. |If you don't, they're gonna kill him, - I know it. |- Let me go get Walker and we'll He's testifying in court\ all day. Mrs. Mays, don't you worry, all right? I'm gonna head out now. |I'm gonna get your boy. - You be careful yourself. |- I will, I will. What do you mean?|He hasn't come back to the office yet? Has he checked in yet? All right, yeah. Thanks. C. D. 's, this is C. D. C. D. , this is Jimmy. |I need you to get ahold of Walker. Tell him I'm on my way to Adelaide,|that Langley's got B. J. Mays again, and I'm gonna try to get him out. Jimmy, what in the dickens|is this all about? Look, just get ahold of Walker. |He knows what I mean. All right. Yeah, hello? Hello, Charlie? Yeah. Yeah, this is C. D. |Have you seen Cordell? What? Look, I don't give a damn|about the golf game. No, no, just Have you seen him? Yeah. All right, well, if he comes in,|have him call me, would you? Yeah, well, that's fine, I'm sure. |Yeah. Well, I know it took forever|and you hate testifying, but you were great. Another couple of days,|we're gonna have this one wrapped up. We're gonna convict. I just know it. - You know it, huh?|- Yeah. Sometimes you just know|when you got it. And to show my gratitude,|I'm gonna treat you to an early dinner. How's that for the best offer in town? Well, how can I pass up|an offer like that? - You can't. |- Besides, I'm starving. Lookie here. Look who's back. Big as life and twice as ugly. And what can I do for you? Sheriff, you're holding a prisoner|wanted back in Dallas for car theft. And I'm here to bring him back. - Is that a fact?|- You mean, your cousin is a crook? I want you to turn him over to me. Well, you got two chances of that,|and one of them is slim. Look, why don't you|just turn around, go back where you came from, and I won't have to put you|in the cell with that boy? I'm not going anywhere without him. Suit yourself. Roy? I should shoot you|right where you stand. That's attempted jailbreak,|assaulting an officer. I knew you were trouble|first time I saw you. You don't know what trouble is. |You're gonna find out. What are you gonna do,|you gonna organize a march? You gonna get some pickaninnies|to come walking down Main Street? That's not a bad idea. Well, it is. You would have|a bunch of dead darkies. You might have a dead one now. You got the guts to come after me? - You really wanna kill a Ranger?|- You ain't a Ranger. Not a real one. Take his gun, Roy. |Put him in the cell with his cousin. And get his car keys too. We're gonna|have to get that car off the street. You think you can keep this town|lily-white forever? Yes, I think so. Don't give me any more of your lip,|or I'll do you right here. Put him in there, Roy. I don't feel very pleasant, Al. No, no, it's just like he's vanished|off the face of the eart\h, that's what. Yeah. Okay, all right. Thank you, Al. - Who's vanished?|- You. I've called everybody but the pope|looking for you. Do you ever check in? Not while I'm having dinner|with a beautiful woman, no. - What are you so hot about?|- Jimmy's been looking for you all day. He's gone to Adelaide. |Langley's got B. J. Mays. Cordell, what the hell|does all this mean? It means Trivette bit off|more than he can chew. Give me the phone. This is Ranger Walker. |I need a helicopter right away. All of them? Okay, thanks. Well, if I push it,|I can be in Adelaide by sunrise. Hold it, Cordell. Just wait a minute. |If you're going after Langley, you sure as hell gonna have to have|all the help you can get. What's going on? It ain't the bruises. |They'll go away in time. It's the way they look at me and talk to me,|like I'm some kind of animal. You should have gotten over that|a long time ago, son. No, I should tell you the truth. |You're not gonna get over that. Don't worry,|we're not gonna be in here that long. We'll get another shot at Langley. I don't know. Last night when they thought|I was asleep, I heard a couple of deputies talking. Wondering if I was gonna|end up in the pit. - What's the pit?|- Best I could make out, it's where some of the prisoners|disappear to. Wait a minute. You're telling me|Langley kills prisoners and dumps their bodies someplace? Sounded like it. And it sounded like he meant me|to be one of them. I've got a bad feeling|about this, C. D. Yeah, me too. Old Langley got kicked out|of the Depart\ment of Public Safety for excessive brutality. We may have a tiger by the tail. Yeah. Did you leave word with Walker|where you were headed? Why would I do that?|I can handle you myself. Yeah, right. I can see that. Well, Walker's gonna be|coming here. Roy, go get *** and Tom. - Take these two guys for a ride. |- Where to, the pit? Yeah, I know about it. |So does Walker. Well, then maybe you ought|to see it firsthand. Maybe you ought to do some digging. Six-by-six ought to hold|both you guys. When you fill it in,|smooth it over real good. Take off, Roy. You best keep digging, boy. I've seen the coyotes|get to the real shallow ones, and I'd sure hate to see that|happen to you. - Wait here, C. D. |- Yeah. Where's Trivette and the Mays boy? Wanna tell me|what you're talking about, Walker? You know what I'm talking about. Trivette called,|said he was on his way here. Well, look around. See anybody? I don't know what's going on, but if anything's happened to him,|I'm gonna take you down. Hard. Well, go ahead and try. |I'm right here. Ranger? - Yes, sir?|- I just want you to know not everybody here holds|with Beau Langley. It's about wort\h my life|if the sheriff sees me, but I can't take this no more. - You're looking for your part\ner, right?|- That's right. Well, I saw some deputies|put him and a young boy in their car. - Drove out of town. |- You know where? Maybe. Been some rumors|about an old abandoned farm about three miles east of here. They say there's bodies buried there. Let's go. There. Give me about 60 seconds,|then honk the horn. That's it. I'm not digging anymore. Go ahead and shoot me. But you're gonna have to do it|looking at me. Not a problem. Jimmy. You guys couldn't have got here before I had to dig this entire hole,|could you? Yeah, worked up quite a sweat,|haven't you? - Don't start\. Don't start\. |- Let's tie these guys up and go get Beau Langley. I'm right here, Walker. Take your gun out and put it down. The whole belt. You, drop that shotgun. And you, Mr. Texas Ranger,|get over here. I had this place all locked up|till you showed up. It's all over, Beau. - Don't move. |- How many bodies are buried here? It doesn't matter. Nobody cared about those guys|when they came into town. Nobody's gonna miss them now. Who's gonna miss you, Beau?|And you can kiss my black Them boys are hogtied, Cordell. Looks like Adelaide's|gonna have to elect a new sheriff. I don't really know how to thank you. |I never been so scared in my life. All over now, B. J. |Let's get these guys to jail. Thank you for risking your life|to save me. Well, I promised your mama. Wouldn't wanna disappoint her,|would we? Come on. Did I give you the Thompson file? Yeah, here it is. How come when you join the Rangers,|nobody tells you about the paperwork? Hey, you guys Walker and Trivette? - Yeah. |- Could you sign for this? - What is it?|- I don't ask and they don't tell me. Here you go. Thanks. - Wonder what it is. |- I don't know. Open it up. Wonder why somebody|would send us a box. We're not gonna know|unless you open it up. Hey, hey. I don't believe this. "See you soon. |Please put a mattress in your truck. " - He's out again. |- He's out again.