All language subtitles for Walker s08e11 Full Recovery

I got you locked on again, T .J. If
these weren't war games, you'd be toast.

Yeah, fuck that, but you had to rattle
every building in Dallas to do it.

Whoa, whoa.

Sounds like it's going to fly right in
the front door. What's going on, C .D.?

war game.

They're having out at Camp Stewart.

All the military is best and brightest.
They're out there for three days

studying tactics.

In fact, they're going to have an air
show Saturday at noon for the public.

All the top brass will be there.

Sorry, guys, went into a little traffic.

CD, might you please have a soda?

Is your foot in a bear trap?

You've been coming here long enough,
son, to come around here and get your

soda.

You and Jimmy'd walk me into the ground.

Oh, anybody seen Walker at your bed?

Yep, Cordell took Jimmy to the airport.

Where's your bed off to?

You're just full of questions, aren't
you?

No more than usual.

Jimmy's going to spend a week up with
his brother in Virginia.

Oh, yeah, yeah, the FBI guy. Simon.
They're going to pin a medal on him.

Huh. Well, all I can say is I hope
Walker doesn't get stuck in that

He's supposed to have lunch with Alex
today.

Hey,

sir.

Yeah? Can I help you feed the pigeons?

Sure.

Why

you

do that?

Because I can, old man.

Which is more than I can say for you.

All right.

That's enough. Leave him alone.

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.

Sorry I'm late.

You okay?

Sure am.

I'm grateful.

My pleasure.

Sweet, I'm starving.

Thank timing.

Night, Joe.

Working late tonight, huh, Mr. Roberts?

Once the weekend's off, I have to. All
right, next mess.

Serum. Serum? Yeah. Sounds like that
stuff you wrap your food in.

Okay, nerve gas.

You know, we've probably got enough
nerve gas here to take out an entire

country. Whoa.

Joe!

So, man, what are they going to do with
this stuff?

I could tell you, but then I'd have to
kill you.

Let's lock this thing up and get out of
here.

Uh -oh.

Don't breathe up on me.

Oh, man.

Reset. Come on, baby, reset.

Why won't you let me delete?

Come on.

Do it.

Please, please let me delete.

In the eyes of a ranger, the
unsuspecting stranger had better know

wrong from right.

Because the eyes of the ranger are upon
you.

Any wrong you do, he's going to see.

When you're in Texas, look behind you.

Because that's where the ranger's going
to be.

Hey, little brother! Little brother!

Get him!

Hey, brother!

Get him!

Hey, would you stop for one second and
listen to me?

Hey, get him!

Dude, I hear you!

But you're not getting it, all right?
Darren is a nerve gas. It's highly

and highly lethal.

Then stay clear of it.

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 the 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 just go to the cops?

Because I need proof.

All right, so I'm going into the lab.

I'm going to get a sample. I'm going to
bring it out.

And then I'm going to blow the whistle.

So what's the plan, my man?

I'm going in tomorrow.

It's going to be Sunday. Nobody around.

Sneak in.

Sneak out. End of story.

I'm going with.

Because if anything happens... You're
going to need me.

All right.

I'll pick you up at nine.

Great. Remember, Danny, meet me in back
in two minutes.

Okay, Brad.

and get the weekend off after all, huh,
Mr. Roberts?

Yeah, never ends, Joe.

Well, you got that right.

Dan, we have to take one of these gas
canisters to the authorities.

Dan, just be careful with that.

Okay. Thank you.

Let's go.

What's wrong with the computers?

I don't know. They've been on the blink
about eight minutes.

All the cameras are offline.

Bradley Roberts.

Computer geek.

What's he doing here?

Robert!

Come over here.

Hold it!

You're hit! Take this to the police.

Go get it!

The car.

Thank you.

I'm taking my morning run. I hear these
shots.

I look up, and I see this guy come
flying over the bridge.

That's a hit and run.

Is there any ID on him?

No, none.

But, you know, he was carrying this.

Well, how's he doing? How are you doing?

No, I'm fine. I'm fine.

And his injuries are not life
-threatening, but he's in a coma.

Lucky you were there, Sid. I know.

Oh, man.

Gage, come on.

You've got to stop bleeding with your
chin.

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.

You are having way too much fun.

Nice shot, boss.

You know that cylinder you found on the
John Doe?

Yeah. We just got the test results back.

Theron. One of the world's deadliest
nerve gases.

Sidney, 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.

Still alive, Raider. 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
Theron.

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 going to happen.

See to it.

They'll pay for what they did to you
son.

I promise you.

Hey! Texas Rangers, stop!

Well, that's the second time he's 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
Saren. Mm -hmm.

Whoa.

Are you an angel?

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?

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.

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. Some people have agreed to a

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.

Do it.

Sir?

DPD's canvassing all the places serum
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?

Sidney, 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.

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? Let's see.

You want noise?

Plenty of action. Okay.

That's right.

Very good.

Show me the green.

It's pretty rich freaking fireworks,
man. What's the deal?

Just get the cops away from the house.

You got it.

Looks like it's going to be a long,
quiet night.

Yeah, you're right about that.

Oh.

You're playing work, Walker.

Yep.

They want this guy bad.

Bad enough to bring him probe.

How did your interrogation go?

Not good.

It was a blind hire.

They got the instructions over the
phone.

How'd you make out?

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 base.

Either this guy is the smartest
terrorist in the world, or... Or he's

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 at square
one.

Looks that way.

Hi, my name is Siegel.

Siegel?

Can we help you?

I want to see my boyfriend.

The guy in the paper.

I went to the house that was listed in
the paper, but he wasn't there.

He's your boyfriend?

Yeah, his name is Danny Robert.

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,

you know, angry or something.

Did you two have a fight?

Oh, no, no, no.

Well, I got a way of getting on people's
nerves sometimes.

But, you know, I knew he'd eventually
call because I have his wallet here.

May I?

Oh, yeah.

See, there he is.

Roberts, Daniel F.

You and the driver take the truck
through Gate C at Camp Stewart.

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 airstrip.

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 for Saddam's

people. But those war games are still
going on up 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.

Today's the day, son.

They'll all pay.

How are you?

Hey, Danny, it's me, Seagull.

Your kindred spirit, your soulmate.

Sorry, I'm just at a... I'm at a loss
here.

You left us 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're not disappointed, are you?

Definitely not.

Roberts.

Daniel F.

I like that.

Oh, no, no, no, no. Nobody calls you
that. You're Danny.

This isn't working.

Let's try something else.

Okay, Danny.

Siegel says you're a black belt in the
martial arts.

I am?

Well, let's see if you are.

Gates is going to throw some kicks and
punches at you.

I want you to defend against him.

Okay?

Dude, you're not going to hurt me, are
you?

No, he's not going to hurt you.

Let's just see if we can jog your memory
a little bit.

Okay, let's do it.

Hands up.

Move around. Good.

Sorry, bro. I didn't mean to do that.

No, that's okay, Danny.

Sure, sure.

Gates, pick it up a little bit.

I can't do this. I can't remember.

I can't... I just keep flashing back to
that bridge.

Okay.

Let me work with Danny alone.

Take off your headgear.

Shut your eyes.

I want you to totally relax.

Lock 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.

Hear me or something. A single drop of
this stuff can kill everybody in the

city.

Whoa. I hacked into the boss's computer.

Whatever Cox has planned for the Saren,
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.

I'm back.

Oh, man, you hit.

Damn it. Take this to the police.

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
parent stuff, Brad said it's going down

Saturday.

A genetics lab.

No wonder D .P .D. meant it.

What kind of thickos 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 different religion.

Ready to go.

You have to be on base by noon.

I'll be there.

You're a good man, Rick.

Thank you

Texas

Rangers

Come on.

Yeah!

Take us to Cox.

Cox, take this Rangers. Let us in.

Cox! Open the door!

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 has quoted a saying, his son was a
scapegoat, and the military brass will

pay for the death of his son.

Camp Stewart.

There's an air show there today.

And all the top brass are going to be
there.

Any vehicles go to Camp Stewart?

Yeah, military five -ton. About 15
minutes ago.

Let's go.

Welcome to Camp Stewart, folks.

Parking is just great ahead there.

Enjoy the show.

Hey, you two, come here.

Ugh!

uh

I want to thank you all.

Especially you, Ranger Cook.

I wouldn't be here without you.

Saved my bacon. Twice. Your brother
would be proud.

You were very brave.

Well, Brad was a brave one.

Here's to Brad.

To Brad.

My bro.

Well, ready to roll, Seagull?

Yeah.

Take care. 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.

So anything happen while I was gone?

Oh, not really too much.

Sidney 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.

Doctors couldn't seem to do it, but
Walker sure did. And then these hitmen

to kill the guy, you know, the one with
amnesia? We took care of them.

Yeah. Oh, and Camp Stewart was almost
destroyed by the nerve gas. But we took

down the bad guys just seconds before it
detonated.

That was about it.

You guys.

All that didn't happen while I was gone.

Cause the eyes of the ranger are upon
you.

Any hope you do, he's gonna see.

When you're in Texas, look behind you.

Cause that's where the rangers...