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[GRUNTS] [GROANS]

[BEEPS]

[CHEERING]

Yeah! MAN: That was great.

All right, good work. All right.

It's tough being a bad guy, isn't it? Yeah.

Is your jaw okay? Yeah.

Cadet Prado,

your unarmed and armed combat scores

are just short of fantastic.

Only a few points below the man who holds the record.

That'd be Cordell Walker, sir.

You know Walker, cadet?

Oh, yeah.

If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be here.

Well, he can be proud of you.

Thank you, sir.

You're a credit to this police academy.

Congratulations.

Cadet Georgina Williams.

Cadet Roger Yager.

And Cadet Maurice Zimmer.

Now a special congratulations to Cadet Joseph Prado,

who earned the highest scores

in today's graduating class and is therefore named

platoon honorman.

[APPLAUSE]

Congratulations, son.

Thank you, sir.

[APPLAUDS]

Class 1-1-9-7,

dismissed.

[ALL APPLAUDING]

Congratulations, Joey. Thanks, Walker.

For the first time in my life,

I feel like I'm going to make a difference.

Well, I'm really proud of you.

This is good stuff.

Sure it's good stuff.

What did you expect?

Oh, nothing but the best from you, Benny.

That's right.

So...

You got the money?

Since Mr. Brown's going to give these drugs away

to kids in school,

I... I kind of figured you wouldn't mind

if I didn't pay you this time.

Yeah. I mind.

Well, you know, that's... that's too bad.

[GROANS]

[GUNFIRE]

No hard feelings, Benny. It's just business.

[INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

Who did this, Benny?

Solano...

Solano?

Victor Solano?

Yeah.

Why?

Gonna give out,

free samples.

Give it to the kids.

Can you believe it?

PARAMEDIC: He's gone.

You know this Solano guy?

Yeah, I know him.

SOLANO: Hey, Mr. Brown.

BROWN: It's about time. Any problems?

No, no problems.

I decided you should save your money, Mr. Brown,

but still keep the merchandise you asked for.

I suppose Benny had nothing to say about this.

Oh, no, not anymore, he doesn't.

What about those two boys of his?

Oh, I wouldn't worry about them.

They're a couple of cold statistics

in tomorrow's morning news.

Very, very cold.

Why take the risk, Vic?

What's on your mind?

You know, I've been thinking about that, you know.

Remember that idea you had

a couple of months ago,

about some free heroin samples?

You know, local high schools, colleges,

give them a free taste

and reel in the new customers?

It's instant supply and demand, you know?

Heroin's popularity with the kids has never been higher.

Oh, I remember that idea...

I also remember the problem with it.

Right, right. You didn't want to waste your own supply

to hook up those fresh customers.

Well, now you don't have to.

Benny and his boys were kind enough to donate

all the free smack that we need.

You got guts and initiative, Victor.

You'll go far,

if you can just manage to stay alive.

[TYPING ON COMPUTER]

TRIVETTE: All right, there's what we know for sure.

The late Benny Knox was the main supplier

for the big-time drug dealer Mr. Brown.

Which means Vic Solano is connected to Brown.

You're right on the money about that one.

Knox said that the drugs taken

were going to be given away as free samples.

That means only one thing.

Brown's getting ready to distribute the heroin into the schools.

Exactly.

Thanks for giving me this chance to help out, Walker.

Well, there's something I didn't tell you, Joey.

What's that?

Victor Solano works for this Brown.

Vic Solano?

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

JOEY: Vic Solano?

TRIVETTE: You and Solano were pals?

More than pals.

Vic was like a brother.

Well, Vic made his choice,

and you made yours, Joey.

So you want me to use Vic to get to Brown?

That's right.

But I'll understand

if you decide to turn down the assignment.

No.

No, I can't turn it down.

Good.

[OPENING THEME MUSIC 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*

Officer Joey Prado reporting for duty.

Reporting for duty, but not in those clothes, Joey.

What? You... you said civvies. I...

Joey, I'm afraid for this particular assignment,

we're going to have to, um...

Well, Joey, that wasn't exactly what we had in mind.

TRIVETTE: Yeah, but don't worry about it.

Walker and I will take you shopping.

I have a better idea.

Alex...

Would you do me a big favor?

You're better at it than I am.

Please?

[CHUCKLES]

I would be happy to take you shopping.

You owe me.

Good, I hate shopping.

I'll pay you back. I promise.

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

[INAUDIBLE DIALOG]

So, how do I look?

You did a great job, Alex.

Just a mere change from a lump of coal

to a polished diamond.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

Here's your rap sheet.

Wow. I've been a bad boy for the last four years.

That's petty stuff compared to Solano.

And Vic's gonna check you out.

You can count on that, Joey.

Oh, I know.

So, what's next?

The merchandise.

China white.

Pure as it comes.

When Brown's people test that heroin,

they're going to want more of it.

You can step all over it and still charge top dollar.

Joey Prado's going to become a very popular guy.

Yeah. Lucky me.

Well, show it around.

Vic will hear about it.

WALKER: Okay, now let's set you up at the Savoy Hotel.

You can set the bags down there.

Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you very much. Anything you need...

I'll let you know.

All right, sir.

Ah, full cable and tape capabilities, sir.

Four telephones, and a Jacuzzi.

Let me show you the Jacuzzi...

Yeah, let me show you the door. Thanks.

Wow.

[KNOCK ON DOOR] It's all clear.

Okay, Joey, come here.

I want you to go see this guy.

Amos Dugan.

He owns a place called the Table Stakes.

It's a strip joint. It's a cover

for his drug dealings, but we can't prove it yet.

And Dugan'll get me to Vic?

No. He's a rung on the ladder

that'll get you to Mr. Brown.

And Mr. Brown is how I get to Vic.

You got it,

so make a good impression.

Yeah, all right.

[BLUES ROCK MUSIC PLAYS]

MAN: Come on, darlin'.

* Ain't that a piece of work?*

* Ain't that a piece of work?*

* So lean and so long*

* I don't see nothin' wrong*

* Ain't that a piece of work, yeah*

* Ooh, work it, baby*

* That works for me*

Whoa, whoa, buddy.

You've had enough. Let's go.

* Oh, your sexy ways, baby *

* For days and days *

Anything special, good-lookin'?

Just make it sexy.

Oh, yeah! All right!

* When you do like you do *

* When you do like you do *

I want to talk to Dugan.

* You play that game, baby *

* And I forget my name *

* When you do like you do... *

Somebody wants to talk to you, Mr. Dugan.

No.

Excuse me.

Hey, my name's Joey Prado.

I just want a second of your time, if you don't mind.

AMOS: I mind.

Beat it, punk.

Where's your manners, Dugan?

I'm here to do you a favor.

Yeah, right.

Get this guy out of here, Bruno. Now.

[PUNCHES LANDING]

JOEY: There's a whole lot more of this

at a very fair price.

Hey, my name's Joey Prado.

I'm staying at the Savoy.

You got that, mud-for-brains?

All right. Kid's a natural.

Amos Dugan was easy.

Vic Solano's another story.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

JOEY: Yeah.

SOLANO: Yeah, who am I talking to?

Joey Prado. Who's this?

Joey Prado?

The same Joey Prado who did time

at Mesquite Boys Ranch?

Yeah, if you call

junior high at a state school doing time.

Well, it was for me, Butch.

I don't believe it.

Victor Solano...

SOLANO: The one and only.

Wait a minute. How'd you find me?

How'd you know I was here?

Well, you left a sample with an associate of mine,

and that sample tested so righteous,

your name shot straight to the top.

I didn't know you were in the business, Vic.

Well, you don't sound a bit surprised.

No, I'm not surprised.

It's where you said you were always headed.

Well, to be honest with you, Joey,

I'm the one who's a bit surprised.

I mean, hearing your name connected to this, uh,

enterprise.

So I checked your record,

and I find out the last four years

old straight-arrow Joey's got a little bent.

Yeah. Well, that's a long story, bro.

Well, we'll have to meet and you can tell me all about it.

Okay.

Name the place.

St. Dismas cemetery,

where we used to meet as kids. Two o'clock.

2:00 p.m.

All right, bro. See you there.

Good. Oh, and Joey,

make sure that you're alone, okay?

Of course.

I'm meeting Vic.

So it was him, your old pal?

Yeah, it was him.

What's your plan?

I listen, and if I believe him, we do business.

And if he's a ringer somebody tossed into the mix?

I kill him.

I think it's better if I don't wear this thing.

That could be dangerous, Joey.

Yeah. We got to get in too close to cover you, then.

Then don't cover me. I just think

it's better if I go to this first meeting clean

and unarmed.

You're a drug dealer. He's going to expect you to wear a gun.

Then I'll do the unexpected out of trust.

It'll impress him.

Well, you know Vic better than we do.

It's your call.

Yeah. I'll be okay.

YOUNG SOLANO: No, Joey,

the best movie ever wasThe Godfather,

not all that Star Wars junk.

YOUNG JOEY: But there was no hero inThe Godfather.

What are you talking about?

Michael Corleone's the hero.

Well, Michael may start out that way,

but he turns into a rat.

I mean, he has his own brother killed.

Sure, 'cause Fredo betrayed the family.

He was a traitor, man.

Yeah, but would you do something like that to your own brother?

I don't have a brother.

You got me.

We're blood brothers, right?

Yeah, sure. Blood brothers.

YOUNG SOLANO: To the death, right?

YOUNG JOEY: To the death.

SOLANO: Lots of memories, huh, Joey?

Vic.

How you doing?

Not too bad. Not too bad.

No wire. That's good.

No gun...

Good. Yeah. Well,

I might be dumb, but I'm not stupid.

[SCOFFS]

So lay it on me, Joey.

The whole sad tale.

Last I heard, you were a, uh,

kickboxing champion.

Yeah, but, uh...

Hey, kickboxing barely paid the rent.

When my knee blew out, so did my ideas of right and wrong.

Especially after I got busted for possession.

So, when I got out, I tried my hand at dealing the stuff.

So where'd you get the merchandise you gave Dugan?

A connection I made in Caracas.

I spent some time down there.

But now I'm back in town,

and I'm looking for customers

who will pay the big bucks,

like this cat named Brown. Mr. Brown.

You ever heard of him?

Well, first things first, Joey.

You know, it's not that hard

to get your name on a rap sheet.

Especially if you're working with the cops.

Yeah. What if I said I wasn't?

Well, unfortunately, it's not that simple.

You're going to have to pass a little test first.

Walker.

How'd it go?

He wants me to pass a test

to see if I'm for real.

What kind of test?

He wants me to kill a guy.

TRIVETTE: Harry Morrison Fitch,

A.K.A. Harry Fields, Morris Fenner,

and so on, and so on.

Yeah, he's a small-time operator

who has a penchant for informing.

He's a snitch.

To date, he's made three deals

to turn associates for state's evidence.

Word is he works for Vic.

Lower echelon stuff, though.

Drug mule, that kind of thing.

Yeah. Looks like Vic found out that he's informed before.

So why didn't Vic just take him out himself?

He probably would, but this way,

he gets to kill two birds with one stone, so to speak.

You prove yourself by taking Fitch out,

and Vic gets rid of an informer.

So what are we going to do?

Well...

I guess,

you're gonna have to kill Fitch.

* It's like I'm seeing double-vision*

* And the day feels like night*

* Got a life-and-death decision*

* But it isn't black and white*

* Ohh-ohh*

* I want to be anywhere but here*

* Anyone but me*

* 'Cause even if I'm right this time*

* I'm wrong*

* I want to be anywhere but here*

* Anyone but me*

* Somehow, some way*

* I wish I could be gone*

* Oh, I want to be anywhere but here*

* And anyone but me*

* 'Cause even if I'm right this time*

* I'm wrong, yeah*

* Anywhere but here...*

No!

No! No!

No! No!

* 'Cause even if I'm right...*

Oh, man.

Get out of there, Joey. Move.

* I'm wrong*

* Anywhere but here *

* Anyone but me *

[CHATTER ON RADIO]

[CHATTER ON RADIO]

WOMAN [ON RADIO]: Suspects are down the alley of the apartment...

MAN: What happened?

[SIREN WAILS]

WOMAN: And then it freaked me right out. It was wild.

I tell you, them things kind of hurt

when they go off, you know? Pow!

And they sting right there where you taped them on.

When that thing went off, man...

Fitch. Oh. What?

You're going south.

Oh. Right. Mexico. Just like you said...

Right. Police escort, yeah.

No problem.

You fellows saved my bacon for sure, so no complaints.

Disappearing's just, uh,

hunky-dory with old Harry Fitch.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Who is it? SOLANO: It's Vic.

Hey, what's up? Hey.

Hey.

Come here.

Ah!

Congratulations on a job well done.

Well done? I stood there like a jerk, frozen.

Oh, no, you did fine. You came out of it. You did great.

To be honest with you, I really didn't think you had it in you.

I guess I was hoping that you didn't.

Why is that?

Oh, I don't know. I guess...

Joey Prado being a bad guy

sort of turns my whole world upside-down, you know?

I mean, all those times I was in the joint,

pulling something, being a criminal,

I could always look at this stinking world and think, hey...

I know at least one honest guy.

But honesty's for suckers, right?

I mean, the upside of this situation

is that you and me get to work together.

That's right.

[POPS] SOLANO: Ohh.

Friends to the death, huh?

To the death.

JOEY: So now,

we got to talk about me moving some merchandise.

I got to make my bones with my boys in Caracas.

And... soon.

You mean you'd like to meet that Mr. Brown you've been asking about?

Would be a nice start.

You bet it would.

All right, you got it. JOEY: Cool.

SOLANO: He's out of town, but as soon as he gets back,

we'll set up a meet, we'll set up a sale.

Yeah. We'll go from there, all right?

Now, what kind of merchandise you got?

Anything you want, bro, I can get it.

Anything.

[WHISTLES]

Check us out, huh?

Vic Solano and Joey Prado... gangsters.

Hey, Butch and Sundance.

Butch and Sundance. I like that. Butch.

Well, Butch, let's go do a little partying, huh? What do you say?

Yeah, man. All right?

After that test you put me through,

I could definitely use a little shot of fun.

No, no, no, no. He was nothing, okay?

I mean, all you did was rid the world

of a rat fink little snitch, all right?

Now, come on, let's go have some fun, okay?

All right, bro.

[DOOR CLOSES]

He's in.

Yeah, he's in.

You worried about him?

Yeah, a little.

He's new at this.

ALEX: Hey.

WALKER: You're working late tonight.

You're a fine one to talk.

I'm just doing a little paperwork.

[RINGING] Walker.

Yeah, Trivette.

Well, they're going to have to wind down sometime.

Okay. Call me if you need me.

Joey?

Yeah. He and Vic Solano

have been partying for three days.

And we're still waiting for Mr. Brown to return from his trip?

Yeah. There's nothing we can do

until he gets back.

I'll be glad when this is over.

You really care about this kid.

Joey's a good kid,

and he's going to make a great cop.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Anybody here? Hello?

What's up with your hair?

What, is he your shadow now, Vic?

That's good.

Don't get smart with me, Dugan,

or I'll have to wash your mouth out with soap.

What do you want, Vic?

Mr. Brown's monthly cut of his drug sales.

Sure. No problem.

And a couple of your best girls maybe.

It's a joke, Dugan, relax.

We're just having a little fun, okay?

Where's your sense of humor?

[CHUCKLES] A little too early, I guess.

I'll get that package right away.

Hello. Out to lunch.

The guy's a lox.

He's dumber than spit.

Dumber than dirt.

Dumber than an honest job.

The old days, huh?

You know, a couple of dumb kids who didn't have a clue.

Yeah, but when things got tough, we knew who to depend on.

That's right.

Old Butch and Sundance were pretty tight, huh?

We were.

Uh-oh.

Just keep your hands where I can see 'em,

and we're going to have a little talk

about my sense of humor.

It looks like Mr. Dugan here is making a career move.

Yeah, you got it.

When Mr. Brown gets back,

he's gonna find out there's been a few changes made.

And you're first.

Uh, Amos. Um, if you're going to be running the business,

you're gonna be needing merchandise, right?

Maybe we could talk a deal.

Joey, you no-good traitor.

[LAUGHS] You're right, Prado.

I am gonna be needing some merchandise.

This is some good friend you got here, Vic.

[LAUGHS]

That'll work.

Are you okay, bro?

I'm sure glad you know all that karate stuff.

Look out, Joey!

[GRUNTS]

Come on. Let's go.

I owe you one.

He would've got me.

JOEY: I don't want to let you down, Walker,

but Vic saved my life today,

and I'm gonna pay him back by sending him to prison?

WALKER: Joey, you can't let yourself

get emotionally tied-up about this.

Vic's a criminal, and it's our job to take him down.

I just don't know if I can.

Okay. If you want to quit the assignment,

then I strongly suggest that you turn in your badge.

You can't walk the fence, Joey.

You got to be strong,

just like you had to be when Gino was killed.

JOEY: Gino! Gino!

If I ever get my hands on who killed him, I swear...

You let me worry about that, Joey.

You've got to concentrate on the fight.

I don't even care.

Now that he's gone, it doesn't even matter.

Gino wouldn't want to hear that.

He wouldn't want you to give up.

Now that he's gone, who's gonna train me?

I will.

What is it, Joey? You're not concentrating.

[PANTING]

I keep seeing Gino dead there, lying on the floor.

Look, Joey...

Gino's death was a terrible tragedy.

But Gino would be the first one to tell you

that you've got to focus on the future...

Not the past.

Now, if you're gonna lose this fight because your heart's not in it,

then all of Gino's training has gone for naught.

Are you gonna let that happen?

No.

Well, good. Let's get to it, then. Come on, now!

Yes, sir. All right. Go!

That's it! There you go!

[BELL RINGS]

For you, Gino.

[CROWD CHEERING]

Four... Five!

[GRUNTING]

[CROWD CHEERING]

Nine... Ten!

[BELL RINGS]

BOY: Joey! Joey! Joey!

Mr. Brown's coming back in town tomorrow.

He's going straight to the meet.

I'll be there to sell him the merchandise.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

Thanks for straightening me out...

Again.

[SIGHS]

Thanks for dinner, Vic.

Miss you.

Bye.

Whoa! Hold it, Vic. Hold it.

What are you gonna do, man?

Whack old Harry again?

* Anyone but me... *

Hey, Joey.

Hey.

You got a location and time?

Yeah. Longhorn Stockyards in Fort Worth. 1500 hours.

Old Main building.

You up for it?

Oh, yeah.

I know what I got to do, and I know how to do it.

Okay. Good luck.

Thanks.

Big day, huh?

Meeting with el jefe.

Sale of a lifetime.

Yeah, right, the big day.

What's up, you get in fight with your old lady or something?

Come on, Sundance. You can tell old Butch about it.

I don't want to talk about it. Is that all right?

What's up, Vic? What's wrong?

You got the smack? Is it here?

Yeah.

Twenty keys of the best China white around.

[SCOFFS]

China white, huh? Tested to the max, I'm sure.

Of course.

Why, you think I'd sell you anything less?

Oh, no, no, because we're friends.

To the death, right?

Of course.

What's going on, Vic?

Turn right here, then go west on the highway.

Yeah, I thought we were going up to Fort Worth.

A little change of plans, my friend.

Oh, but I wouldn't worry about it, Butch.

I talked with Mr. Brown last night,

and he said he didn't like the smell of stockyards.

So the location got changed.

Is that gonna be a problem?

That's no problem.

What is it?

Check the scanner.

See where Joey is.

[BEEPING]

Hey, we got a problem.

Where is he? Clear across town.

This is where we're meeting Mr. Brown?

Yeah. For old times' sake, Joey. Now, let's move.

Looks like they're running a little behind.

What's this, some kind of joke, Vic?

Put it down.

Put it down.

[BAG HITS GROUND]

Dead man by the name of Harry Fitch

paid me a little visit last night, Joey.

He was looking for a little getaway cash,

but all he got was a bullet.

And this time, it was for real.

You're a cop, aren't you, Joey?

I knew it.

But I was stupid, you know.

It was right in front of my face.

I mean, you're the only real friend I ever had, Joey.

I mean, I guess there was a part inside of me

that really wanted that bad.

You know, Butch and Sundance. You know, everything.

What did I ever do to you to stab me in the back like this, huh?

It's not what you do to me, Vic.

It's what you do to others.

Hey, I don't force anybody to buy anything.

They're kids, Vic. You're selling smack to kids.

What are you thinking?

Why don't you shut up, you damn boy scout?

The friend that I had,

the Vic Solano that I knew growing up,

he never would've sold that poison to kids.

He never would've done that. Shut up!

[TRACKER BEEPING]

How far?

Five minutes.

So what are you going to do now, Vic?

You're gonna die, cop.

You do what you gotta do, just like I did.

So who's your contact, huh?

It's not important.

Hey. It was Walker, wasn't it?

That's what I thought. Old home week.

Turn state's evidence on Brown,

and I will do everything I can to help you, Vic, I swear.

What, are you going to play this for the rest of your life,

making money on misery and pain?

You're hurting people, Vic.

Help us.

Help us and yourself.

Please.

Well, Vic? Answer Officer Prado.

What the hell are you doing here?

I told you to stay away.

I came to protect my investment.

You sounded a little shaky on the phone.

So I decided to make sure you picked up the smack

and took care of your old buddy

just exactly like you said you would.

You don't trust me?

Oh, I trust you.

Kill him.

Turn around, Joey.

You're gonna do it, you have to do it looking at me.

Kill him.

BROWN: Kill him, Vic.

I can't.

Well...

I can.

No!

[GRUNTS]

[GROANS]

Vic!

[GROANS]

Vic!

Vic.

Hey, Butch.

SOLANO: Joey...

I'm here, man.

Victor Solano, good guy.

Who would've ever guessed, huh?

YOUNG SOLANO: To the death, right?

YOUNG JOEY: To the death.

* Anyone but me *

[THEME MUSIC 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 *