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MAN: I gave you what I had.
I'll pay it all back next week.
One more week. That's... That's all I ask.
Really, I-I'm gonna get my old job back.
I have a wife and two kids.
I mean, they gotta eat, don't they?
Not until I get mine, they don't.
I've been very patient with you, Semple,
and generous.
You needed a grand and I was there for you.
Now I want my money.
But... But $5000?
Money costs, doesn't it?
(chuckles)
What can I say?
Gentlemen, break his legs.
Oh, no. Please!
(singing indistinctly)
MAN: Milo.
Milo Creech?
Yeah. What about it?
Step into my office.
What for?
Do it.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(sighs)
Assume the position.
What the hell's the problem?
What the hell is the problem?
You are, son.
Watch the fence, there, Milo.
(car starts)
Milo, Milo, Milo,
you don't write, you don't call.
No R.S.V.P. for the policeman's ball.
All right, all right,
what's this all about?
It's about justice, Milo.
Oh, okay, okay, I see.
You guys are just trying to scare me, right?
No.
No.
Oh, no!
(screaming)
(dog barking)
Whew.
TRIVETTE: Texas Rangers.
Got a warrant for the Bodine brothers.
( dramatic theme playing)
(buttons beeping)
(phone ringing)
Yeah?
Start the shredder.
Rangers comin' in!
You gotta buy us five minutes!
Come on.
Five minutes. Go!
MAN: Over here.
Make sure you destroy all the state-militia contact codes.
They're in there, they're in there.
TRIVETTE: Texas Rangers.
Everybody stay where you are!
(all clamoring)
Thanks.
WALKER: Ben and Frank Bodine,
you're under arrest.
TRIVETTE: Stop the shredder!
Damn! Walker, you know,
you cannot come in here without a warrant.
What the...?
FRANK: Easy. We want our lawyer.
BEN: Yeah, I want my lawyer.
FRANK: We want our lawyer.
They can have the whole bar association.
Won't do 'em any good this time.
( 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 ♪
TRIVETTE: Alex, what typographical error?
The biggest gunrunners in the Southwest
are gettin' off because of a typo? That's not right.
It doesn't take much to invalidate a search warrant.
Hey, Walker... Whoo!
Too bad, you had your chance.
You couldn't hold the Bodine brothers.
There'll be another time.
Well, not for us, because, uh,
we'll be in Costa Rica.
(both laugh)
And you will be out of luck.
You only beat this because of a clerical error.
Well, maybe you should pay your help more.
(laughing)
Just remember one thing.
A clerical error on your death certificate
won't mean you're still alive.
Oh, oh, Frankie, was that a threat?
Hey, hoss, did you just threaten me, huh?
Boo.
MAN (over TV): This is the third time in as many months
the D.A.'s office has lost a high-profile case
due to a seemingly trivial technicality.
Asked to comment on this latest case...
Now, if that don't beat thunder.
Both them guys are gonna get off on a typo.
There ain't a damn thing right about that.
I agree with you, big dog.
Well, unfortunately,
felons walking on a technicality
goes with the territory.
That doesn't mean we have to like it.
I know.
Señor Walker?
Oh, Marta.
Hello. It's good to see you.
Yes, and you too.
You remember Alex Cahill?
Si, como no.
Sure.
And Ranger Trivette?
Hello. Hey, how are you?
All of you helped us very much last year.
Yeah. How's that boy, Tom, of yours doing?
He staying out of trouble?
Yes. Thanks to Señor Walker, he's in high school now.
And he's making A's and B's.
Oh, you must be so proud.
That's terrific.
Yes, I'm very proud.
It's my oldest boy, Ernesto. He's in trouble.
Trouble?
Tommy told me he joined the Marines
and he was doing great.
Yes, he was doing fine,
until he came home on leave two days ago.
Sit down, Marta.
Tell us what happened.
Uh, Ernesto went out last night and I...
I don't know where he went but he came home very late,
and about 20 minutes later the police came...
and they say that Ernesto raped this white lady
in the parking lot of a shopping mall,
and then they took him away to jail.
We don't have any money for bail,
and I don't know what to do.
Have you heard anything about this?
No, it hasn't come to my office.
My Ernesto would never do anything like that.
No, we know he wouldn't.
Go home, Marta, and I'll check into it.
Everything will be all right, okay?
Thank you. Okay.
(sighs)
( suspenseful theme playing)
(cell phone rings)
(sighs)
Bodine here.
No, I already told you, Ben,
don't worry about it.
Yeah, I just spoke to Sully,
he reassured me that we're free to go anytime.
No, he can't touch us in Costa Rica.
And I wouldn't worry about Walker.
He's more Air Force than infantry.
Don't worry about it.
The cops can't touch us.
Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah, I'll talk to you when I get home.
Bye.
(panting)
Ah!
What did I do?
This is police brutality.
He thinks this is police brutality.
Oh, God. Okay, all right.
What are you doing?
You mind if I do this one, sarge?
No, go for it.
You can't do this. You can't do this!
They say he ran down my street.
I don't know. He must've looked like me, I don't know.
Cops rousted me,
brought me downtown,
they put me in a lineup.
She picked me out.
And here I am.
It's crazy, Walker.
I mean, me.
I mean, raping some woman.
I mean, you know me better than that.
I didn't do it, Walker.
I know you didn't do it.
Where were you last night?
(sighs)
I can't say.
Why? I-I just can't.
It's gonna be hard to help you, Ernesto,
if you don't tell me where you were last night.
It's a matter of honor.
It's a matter of your freedom.
I didn't do it, Walker.
Hey, Ernesto. How you doing?
Can I talk to you for a second?
Okay.
I'll talk to the D.A.'s office,
find out what they have.
Guess who got shot.
Who? Frank Bodine.
(buzzer)
You can take him away.
Small caliber at close range.
Hydroshock bullets.
Forget about ballistics.
Well, whoever did it knew what they were doing.
( dramatic theme playing)
Yeah, yeah, I know.
I just heard about it.
Sully, Sully,
how the hell am I supposed to know who it was?
Hey, in my line of work, it could be anybody.
Hell, for all I know, it could've been Walker.
Sully, I know it was my brother.
What the hell good does that do me now?
No. No.
I am not hanging out here
for another week, all right, pal?
I am going to Costa Rica this afternoon.
That's why I called you.
Yeah... No, no, no, listen.
Would you please just shut up for a minute, okay?
Now, listen, I want you to sell everything,
and then I want you to wire it to my account in Geneva.
I will call you from San Jose with a new number.
Do you got it?
Yes, I am calm, all right?
I'm calm. Smell it, feel it.
I'm calm.
All right. Thanks, Sully.
I owe you bigtime.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Going somewhere, Mr. Bodine?
What the h...?
Time to pay the piper.
Yeah. You're right.
( tense theme playing)
Beautiful.
Damn it!
I can't believe I did that.
We'd better get out of here, right? We'd better go.
Sarge, we gotta go.
Went clean through.
What?
We gotta find the bullet.
Sergeant Horne, I think we should go.
Come on, we gotta find the bullet.
Officer?
Get casts made of these prints, will you?
Yeah.
What have you got?
One shot, clean through the heart.
M.E. says it looks like a 9 mm.
Looks like?
Yeah, it went clean through the body.
Haven't been able to find it yet.
Right over there, the police were here.
Okay, just one car?
TRIVETTE: Hey, Walker.
This gardener says he remembers a police car in the area
just after the time of the shots,
except it wasn't a Laurel Park police car.
Did he get a number on the car?
Mm-hm. One of them.
First two, five, three.
But then after that he's not clear.
Five, three...
Why don't you find out what district uses that designation?
All right.
Trivette, something's bothering me here.
Someone went to a lot of trouble
to dig a bullet out over there.
And what's an out-of-district police car
doing in this area?
And if they heard the shot...?
Why didn't they respond?
Exactly.
(sighs)
I guess we'll find that out
when we know who's driving the police car.
Hey, Walker, wanna come here?
Look at this.
You remember Milo Creech, the loan shark?
Mm-hm.
Just last week, he beat an assault
with a deadly weapon on a technicality.
Three days later somebody threw him
off a roof and killed him, right?
Two weeks before that, some guy named Jefferson Brady...
The kiddie-porn guy? Yeah, yeah.
His case was dismissed on a technicality,
and three days later somebody gunned him down
outside his office.
Get this.
The killer used hydroshock bullets.
Like Frank Bodine.
And three weeks before that, we got another one.
Guy's case is thrown out on a technicality
and a few days later he's shot dead.
Hydroshock bullets?
You got it.
Now, in each one of these situations,
we got no witnesses and no suspects.
I think that's interesting.
Very interesting.
I'm gonna keep digging.
I'm gonna go see Alex,
see what's going on with Ernesto.
(groans)
What did you find out?
Doesn't look good, Walker.
He didn't do it, Alex. He's a good kid.
It would help if he told you where he was.
Yeah, it would.
What do you have on him?
Right now it's the victim's word against his.
How solid is she?
Scale of one to ten? Yeah.
I'd say about a five.
The detectives said it took her a long time
to pick Ernesto out of the lineup.
Hm, what about DNA tests?
We should have the results back in about a week to ten days.
That'll be too late.
He'll be AWOL from his unit by then.
Can you hurry it up?
Sure.
Can you do me another favor?
Can you contact the judge
and see if he'll lower the bail?
Walker, this is a very serious charge.
Yeah, but the kid deserves a break.
All right, I'll see what I can do.
Okay. Thanks.
RIKER: A couple of seconds left,
you know. Popeye's got the ball.
He passes it to Jason, who won't pass it to Jim,
who's wide open under the basket.
They lose the game.
I swear, if the Mavericks don't start winning,
I'm gonna bomb their locker room.
It's gonna take more than a bomb to wake 'em up.
Pay up, son. I'm light today.
Ah, come on. I don't care.
You're never gonna get rich bettin' on losers.
(fake laughter) Yeehaw.
Hey, boys, there's, uh,
something in here might interest you.
Oh, hey.
Oh, man, that's a shame.
RIKER: Yeah, that's... That's terrible.
What's the world coming to?
Check out page two.
"Felons to benefit from early-release program."
"Parents protest the early release
of the Maple Street Molester"?
They just put this guy in.
How can they be letting him out?
I don't believe this crap.
Well, he won't be out long.
No, no, he won't.
Yo.
Turns out 53 isn't a Dallas designation after all.
Belongs to the Brookdale Police Department.
Brookdale Police Department?
Long ways from Laurel Park.
Checked it out myself.
Brookdale had 20 units on patrol
at the time of Frank Bodine's murder.
Why don't you arrange for us to talk to those 20 officers?
(phone rings)
Walker.
Walker, it's Alex.
I talked to the judge
and he has agreed to drop the bail to $10,000.
Oh, that's great.
I'm going over now to take care of it.
Okay. I'll call Marta and I'll have her meet us
outside the courthouse.
Alex... thanks.
You're welcome.
ERNESTO: Mom.
Mom.
Thank you so much.
Oh, thank Alex Cahill.
She's the one that got the judge to lower the bail.
I just paid for it.
Thank you, Miss Cahill.
Yeah, thanks.
It's my pleasure.
But now can you tell us about your alibi?
And you won't tell anyone?
Strictly off the record.
Angela Escobar.
Ay, Ernesto, no.
Who is she?
Well, obviously you haven't been
reading the society pages, Walker.
Angela is Congressman Escobar's daughter.
She just got accepted to Harvard Law School.
Yeah, we met last May, just before I got into the Marines.
I was still working at Phil's Garage.
She brought her Beemer in and,
well, we hit it off right away.
And you never told me?
Well, we only had three dates,
and then her father found out about it
and told her never to see me again.
But you did see her.
Yeah. I called Angela before I came home on leave.
We still feel very strongly about each other.
I saw her the night of the rape.
Well, we talked almost all night.
I love her.
And she loves me.
And we agreed to keep our relationship secret
until she finishes law school and I get out of the Marines.
Then the heck with her father, man.
So you couldn't use her as an alibi
because her father would find out you were together.
Right, right. I mean, She has enough to worry about,
getting ready for law school.
I just didn't wanna get her into trouble.
That's very honorable but you're not out of trouble yourself.
When will we know?
The DNA results should be in tomorrow.
If they're negative,
the D.A.'s office will drop all charges.
As soon as we find out, we'll let you know.
Now, go on home and enjoy yourselves.
Okay.
(speaking Spanish)
Thank you.
Thanks, Walker. Thank you, very much.
Miss Cahill, thanks. Appreciate it.
Bye. See you guys later.
(chuckles)
Feels good to help somebody who deserves it.
Yeah, sure does.
DRIVER: Get on the bus.
Get on the bus.
Got you something to do tonight?
Your girlfriend, your mama?
Maybe you got some boyfriends at home.
MAN: Getting out of here.
Yeah, got some freedom coming up.
Freedom.
MAN: Was that a pothole you missed?
( tense theme playing)
(tires screech)
Hey, now, ain't that nice?
They giving y'all an escort.
(beeping)
(tires squealing)
(screaming)
MAN (coarse voice): Last thing I remember,
those two cop cars come alongside.
Next thing I know, I'm packed in jelly
and they're shining lights in my eyes.
You're absolutely sure they were real policemen?
I've been in and out of every joint in Texas.
I know a cop when I see one.
They were the real thing.
No doubt about it.
Thank you for your cooperation, gentlemen.
You guys ready?
Yeah. Sarge.
You two were on patrol together last Wednesday?
Yes, sir.
Where were you around 2:45?
Two forty-five?
Uh, well, I don't know. Let me think.
We were up at Oakwood, weren't we?
Yeah, I wrote that down, uh...
Yeah, we rolled by Oakwood Plaza at 2:40.
Were you in the Laurel Park area
any time that day?
Laurel Park? No, sir.
Got no reason to go to Laurel Park.
Okay. Thank you.
Thank you.
Sure. Thank you again.
Well, okay, captain, that's, uh, the last of them.
Okay, very good.
You've spoken to everybody that was on duty that afternoon.
Does that clear it up?
For now, captain.
Ranger, I'd like to get this resolved.
I don't want a cloud hanging over any of my officers' heads.
I can understand that.
You know, whoever did this
killed two arms dealers
and a busload of early releases.
Well, I'm sorry. I just don't feel
any great sense of loss here.
WALKER: That's not the point, sergeant.
We can't have people going around killing
whoever they think deserves killing, can we?
No, you're... You're...
You're right, you're right.
(clears throat)
Well, I'm sure that none of my people
had anything to do with it.
Thanks for your time, captain.
Thank you, Ranger.
Thanks, Ranger.
Well, what do you think about the Tuna Texas Twister?
You're the first one that's eaten one of them.
It was fine.
Just fine?
Yeah. C.D., a tuna sandwich is a tuna sandwich.
Oh, no, no, no. No, that's where you're wrong.
This is a special blend of tuna fish.
I've got some Hungarian paprika in there
that cost damn near $100 an ounce.
Once a week,
I try to bring something to this restaurant
that'll improve the culinary habits
of the people that come in here.
Now, you've been honored to eat this first.
Now, what do you think?
I'd be honored to eat it again.
Good. Good.
You liked it. Yeah.
Good.
Ranger Walker.
Bob Horne, Brookdale P.D.
Yeah, didn't we talk this afternoon?
We sure did.
Can I join you?
Sit down.
I spoke to Sergeant Ross.
He says you're bent out of shape
because someone's taking out bad guys.
I guess you could say I'm a little bent.
Maybe they're just doing everybody a favor.
I mean, think of all your hard work
arresting the Bodine brothers.
Meant nothing.
They'd be in Costa Rica right now
if somebody hadn't done something, and that is wrong.
I'll bet that secretly you're cheering these guys on.
Well, you'd lose that bet.
I have a hard time with anyone who becomes judge,
jury and executioner.
Maybe that wouldn't be necessary
if liberal judges would do their jobs
and put these crazies where they belong.
Come on, Walker, this country is tired of hiding
behind locked doors.
Well, there's only one problem with that point of view.
What happens when they make a mistake
and kill an innocent person?
What happens when they kill the people
they're paid to protect?
For every innocent person,
a hundred bad guys go down.
Sounds like lousy odds to me.
You wouldn't happen to know who's behind this, would ya?
No.
But you gotta love 'em.
No, I gotta take 'em down.
And how are you gonna do that?
Real hard.
Ain't gonna be any room left for good people
unless somebody does something about the scuzzoids
that are ruining this world. Watch your hands.
Nobody seems to be willing to step up to the plate,
but I am.
And screw anybody who gets in my way.
Well, the problem is that Walker is a cop.
One of the best.
Yeah, what was my brother, chopped liver?
All his life, all Randy ever wanted was to be a cop.
Two months. Two months on the force.
You saw what the legal system did to the guy that shot him.
Yeah.
Nothing.
Nada. Zip.
That's how all this got started,
and I'll tell you something.
It felt good to shoot the bastard that killed Randy.
It felt good.
(balls clacking)
I hear ya, sarge.
I'm just saying I think we ought to
give it a rest for a while.
Well, we'll give it a rest when the revolving door
stops spitting vermin back onto the streets
faster than we can arrest 'em.
Look at that, gentlemen.
Read it and weep.
That's a list of all the murderers,
rapists and pedophiles
released by Dallas courts in the last week.
Will you look at that?
Makes you wanna puke.
I'll tell you, Lou, we need more forces.
Three of us aren't gonna be enough to turn the tide.
Well, I think Romero and Leach are ready to play. Fulton too.
No, no, no, not Fulton.
Fulton's too much of a straight arrow.
Now, you remember that drunk driver that killed his wife?
He just walked.
His name is on this list.
We'll save him for Fulton.
Can I get a beer?
Yeah.
All right, I believe what we're doing
is for a good cause.
You're damn right it is.
And God knows it's something that needs to be done.
That's right.
I just think we ought to draw the line somewhere,
and I'm drawing a line at killing cops.
Listen to me a minute.
We became policemen because we believed
it was a calling, not just a job.
That's why we joined the force.
That's why Horne's brother joined the force.
He paid the price.
And that's why Horne had to
take the law into his own hands.
You see, Foster, we are answering
to a higher call now.
Walker gets in the way, he's dead.
( ominous theme playing)
Okay.
Good. Let's go over the list.
MARTA: Listen to my Ernesto. Don Juan.
(chuckles)
I'll send two dozen roses,
and on the card I'll write:
"One for each hour of the day that I think about you."
What do you think?
You're getting to be such a romantic, Ernesto.
But sending her flowers, isn't she gonna get in trouble
with her father? Nah.
I'll just send them from a secret admirer.
Angela will know they're from me.
I'll bring you back roses too, Mom, okay?
I know.
You have dinner ready, right?
Si. All right.
Don't be late.
Yeah, yeah.
Walker, come check this out.
This is interesting.
All right, we got this cop-killer
who's released on a technicality
three months ago because he wasn't properly Mirandized.
He kills this Dallas rookie named Randy Horne,
and then three days later,
he's gunned down in his driveway
by a hydroshock bullet.
Randy Horne?
Is he related to Bob Horne?
How about his younger brother?
Good news.
The DNA results just came back in.
No possible match to Ernesto.
My office is dropping all the charges.
Oh, man. Marta's gonna be so happy.
Yeah, she sure is.
In fact, I'm gonna go tell her personally.
Great.
When I get back,
we'll follow up on this Bob Horne.
All right.
( ominous theme playing)
Mr. Lopez?
Yeah, what's the matter?
Well, you won't be rapin' anybody else.
Drop the flowers.
Turn around.
Put your hands behind your head.
Hands behind your head.
I didn't do anything, man.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's what they all say.
Get down on your knees.
Now!
On your belly.
All the way on your belly.
I didn't do anything.
On your belly!
You're making a mistake, man.
Turn over.
Turn over.
What are you doing?
(grunts)
(car starts)
DISPATCHER (over CB): Attention, all units.
Shooting in the alley between Salinger and Moore.
Shooting in the alley between Salinger and Moore.
This is Ranger Walker. I've got it.
(radio chatter)
Shot three times.
He was dead when we got here.
Oh, God.
Do you know him?
Yeah, I knew him.
( melancholy theme playing)
Mr. Walker.
Ernesto will be back any minute now.
Marta, I, um...
Can I come in?
Sure.
MARTA (screaming): No!
( suspenseful theme playing)
I said it would happen.
The hell are you talking about?
I said one day an innocent person would be killed,
and now one has.
Ernesto Lopez.
And you can tell whoever did it
I'm coming after him.
(crying)
I'm so sorry, Marta.
You know, Señor Walker, for years and years,
I worried that the gangs were gonna get mi hijo.
But with your help,
he got out of the gangs.
And then for years I worried
that they were going to retaliate
and he'd be gunned down
in some kind of senseless drive-by.
And then that happened last year, you remember?
You remember my Ernesto lying on the sidewalk
in a pool of his own blood?
But he recovered.
You should've seen him in therapy,
day after day, working so hard.
And I never thought that he was gonna come back all of the way,
but he did,
because my Ernesto is a fighter.
He survived the gangs
and he survived the drive-by.
And then he joined the United States Marines.
And I thought everything was gonna be okay.
He had his whole life in front of him.
He... He was making something of himself,
and he was in love.
And I don't know why.
Can you tell me why?
Señor Walker, can you tell me
why my Ernesto had to die?
I don't know. Can you just tell me why?
(sobbing)
( melancholy theme playing)
HORNE: Walker.
We need to talk.
Too late for talk, Horne.
I'm getting a warrant for your arrest.
I don't think so.
Drop it.
(groans)
Foster?
Ross. I'm here!
Get up, Horne. It's over.
(groans)
(groans)
We were right, Walker.
Tell that to Marta Lopez.
Sergeant Ross in there?
Ross.
Foster and Horne are dead.
This doesn't have to go any farther.
Give it up.
I'm coming in.
(gunshot)
( dramatic theme playing)
( 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 ♪
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