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( peaceful theme playing)

(hisses)

Ah, almost got me.

Ah. Hi, there.

Yeah.

Got you this time, Washoe.

I don't think so. How many rattles you got?

Ten.

One, two, three, four, five, six...

I got 12.

You cook again tonight.

I wish you could come visit us

here at the reservation more often, Washoe.

I wish I could too, Sam.

I love it out here.

It's real.

Well, here's to what's real.

Mm.

Tastes just like, um...

Rattlesnake.

Rattlesnake.

(both chuckle)

Where's those beans?

Now, in the past four years Agrifeed Co. has spent

in excess of $26 million developing these supplements.

The deadline for filing with the FDA

is two weeks from tomorrow.

Tell me we're ready.

Yes, sir.

The laboratory tests are on schedule.

Laboratory tests?

Didn't Uganda teach you anything?

Testing the stuff in the lab isn't enough.

Brad. Brad, relax.

Doug didn't say that we're only testing in the laboratory.

You're running field tests on this supplement?

Uh-huh. I sent Dr. Rizor out two weeks ago.

After what happened in Uganda?

My God, man, we only wiped out an entire village.

( ominous theme playing)

SAM: You know, Walker, I'm telling you,

this new cattle feed is the latest thing.

New cattle feed?

Well, actually it's a supplement they add to the feed.

Some kind of special mix of vitamins

and things like that.

Dr. Rizor, the guy that runs the program,

he says that in a few years this reservation

will have the only super cows in the whole damn country.

"Super cows"?

Yeah.

It's about time we Cherokee

got ourselves dragged into the 20th century.

I gotta see these super cows.

(chuckles)

Rizor is out at the Cherokee Nation Federal Reservation.

An Indian reservation?

(laughs)

It's perfect. (chuckles)

The nearest media outlets

are hundreds of miles away,

and should something happen,

the reservation is easily contained

and, uh... easily taken care of.

Sit down, Kyle.

( ominous theme playing)

(cattle mooing)

Hi, Katy.

Here's your milk, honey.

MAN: Have a good day at school, Katy.

WOMAN: See you when you get home.

(sneezes)

( 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 ♪

MAN: Father of the World, please hear my prayer.

Father of the World.

(speaking in Cherokee)

(chanting in Cherokee)

MAN: Someone help me with this truck for a moment.

That was good, Sam.

Why don't you go get yourself cleaned up, Walker,

and I'll take care of the horses?

Okay, thanks.

(phone rings)

Alex Cahill.

Alex, it's Kyle.

Kyle Erickson.

Kyle, it's been forever. How are you?

Actually, not too good at the moment.

We need to talk.

Can you meet me at Willoughby Park in an hour?

Kyle, it's really bad timing.

I've got this big trial and I'm...

Alex, you know me.

I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important.

All right, I'll meet you.

(sighs)

Sam, I'm glad you're back.

Something has to be done about this White Eagle situation.

White Eagle's at it again?

Had a report he's down at the south pasture

chanting at the cattle.

Well, actually, doc, my friend here

might be just what you're looking for.

Ranger Cordell Walker.

Oh, a Texas Ranger. I'm happy to meet you.

Nice meeting you.

I'm Stewart Rizor.

I'm sort of in charge of the experimental station here

and the dairy farm out back.

Except for Mr. White Eagle, everything's going fine.

White Eagle?

He's, uh, got some problems with the project.

Walker knows White Eagle even better than me.

Oh... Well, maybe you could convince him

that what we're trying to do is going to help his people.

Frankly, my patience is wearing thin.

This morning his chanting scared off two of my workers.

Well, White Eagle is our

spiritual leader here, Dr. Rizor.

Look, I don't want any trouble,

so maybe you could talk to him, if you will.

You know, do what you can?

Okay.

White Eagle, he just doesn't understand the new ways, Walker.

Well, let's go talk to him.

( ominous theme playing)

Hi, Alex.

Oh, my God, Kyle!

(White Eagle chanting)

(horn honking)

Hello, White Eagle.

Good morning, Washoe.

Are you and Coyote here to arrest me?

No, just to talk.

I would like to talk to you, Washoe,

but there's no time for that.

I had a dream.

When I woke up I heard an owl,

the worst thing you can hear on a new day.

What was the dream about?

Father of the World is angry.

He doesn't want chemicals in his milk and beef.

So I came here to warn everybody,

to watch out and stop making him mad.

But they don't listen.

I'll listen.

Ah.

The people around here do not understand

what kind of thing this is going on here.

( suspenseful theme playing)

What's the old man's problem?

Well, White Eagle thinks that

whatever you're putting in the feed is dangerous.

That's ridiculous. Perfectly safe.

Well, I've known White Eagle for a long time, Dr. Rizor,

and I respect his visions.

Mind if I take a look around?

No, no problem. Turn the place upside down if you'd like.

(sighs)

I don't know, Alex.

For an attorney, this guy doesn't seem

to have any enemies at all.

He was a really good man.

He said he had something important to tell me.

You think it has anything to do with Agrifeed Co.?

I don't know,

but I think it's a good place to start.

Look, this project is safe, and economically,

it's gonna help our people a lot.

Yeah, I hope so. I really do.

Who's the vet?

Luther.

I thought he retired.

He tried, but he couldn't stand it.

Luther's been with the project from the beginning.

Washoe.

How you doing, Luther?

It's been a long time.

Yeah, it sure has been.

You remember my daughter, Shana?

Shana, you've grown up.

Walker, glad you noticed.

Little Shana Iron Shirt, M.D.

She took over from Doc Black Storm

at the main reservation clinic.

So, Washoe, are you here on a business call or pleasure?

A combination of both, Luther.

It's, uh, White Eagle.

Ah, White Eagle.

He's fought the dairy project from the beginning.

Why don't I show you around?

Good. I'd appreciate it.

( ominous theme playing)

Well, my friend, what do you think?

Everything looks good, Luther.

(groans)

Hey, Dad, how you doing? You all right?

I'm okay, honey.

It's just the heat.

Yeah, I gotta get back to Dallas.

I've got a court appearance.

It's good seeing you, Shana.

It's very nice seeing you, Walker.

See you, Luther.

You bet.

So good buddy, when are we gonna do this again?

As soon as I can.

Sam...

White Eagle's a very wise man.

I'd heed his warning.

Okay, thank you.

( suspenseful theme playing)

(gasps)

See, doc, like I said, three dead and another one sick.

SHANA: What do you think it is?

I don't know, Shana...

but we'd better get back.

(grunts)

(grunts)

Oh. Whoa! Oh!

Dad. Dad, you're burning up.

Must... Must be the sun. Let's get him back.

Yeah, this is Rizor at Site Blue.

The tiger is loose.

I don't give a damn. Advise King's Bishop.

( dramatic theme playing)

Come on, honey.

( suspenseful theme playing)

Kyle was right.

It's Uganda all over again.

We need to call Rizor,

tell him to start inoculating people with the antidote.

Doug, just calm down.

You have an antidote?

Experimental, synthesized from the blood

of one of the survivors in Uganda.

Rizor's got a hundred units with him.

I'll call Rizor and tell him to get started.

No.

Now, we've already spent millions

developing these feed supplements.

We can't afford another mistake.

What are you saying, Mr. Stanley?

I'm saying that little reservation town

just became a living laboratory.

Whoever survives will give us the answers we need

to create a supplement that will never get out of control again.

Billions in future profits, Doug...

or the lives of a few Cherokee?

Think about it.

(sighs)

Yes, sir, I understand.

STANLEY: Any lawmen around?

Just one tribal policeman.

There was a Texas Ranger but he's gone.

Is it clear to send in a Containment Squad?

Absolutely. Send them in.

( suspenseful theme playing)

(door opens)

Shana.

Katy?

Oh, my God.

I found her on the road.

Katy. Katy.

My God.

Same marks on face and neck as Dad.

What's wrong with them?

I don't know, Walker.

I'm gonna... I'm gonna go get my wife.

Their temperatures are through the roof.

Now, we've got to cool them down

or they're never gonna make it to Main Reservation Hospital.

All right, we need more ice, more wet towels.

Okay.

I'll try and get fluids inside of them.

All right, hurry!

(door closes)

(panting)

Emi... Emily? Emily, are you all right?

Oh, no. I'll get the doctor.

(coughing)

(groans)

I got more ice.

There's gotta be a connection

between the dead cows we found and what's happening here.

Dead cows?

Yeah, we found some dead cows.

(groaning)

Lie them down right there.

Same marks on face and neck.

Could this be from food they've eaten?

Oh, yeah, it's possible.

But if it is, it's crossing over right now.

What do you mean?

A virus mutates constantly.

It might have started with the food,

but by now this thing is airborne.

S-Shana?

(groans)

Find Dr. Rizor.

I'll find him.

I heard some of the workers have become ill.

What's going on here, doctor?

When I learned animals were found dead,

I contacted the Center for Disease Control in Atlanta.

They're on their way out.

Could this have anything to do

with the supplements in the feed?

I hardly think so.

Till we find out what this is,

the CDC has ordered a quarantine.

They'll be out here in a couple of hours.

There could be other sick people out there.

I'll check the houses, you check the stores.

Yeah.

( suspenseful theme playing)

Hello? Anyone home?

(groaning)

(Emily groaning)

Okay, come on.

I'll get you to the clinic.

Yeah, I understand, Walker.

Is there anything I can do from this end?

Yeah. Check out a company called Agrifeed Co.

You want me to check out Agrifeed Co.?

Yeah. Why?

This guy, Alex's friend, was their corporate counsel.

He called her and says he's got

some information for her. She goes to the meeting,

he shows up at the meeting, and somebody takes him out

with a high-caliber round to the chest.

Is Alex okay?

Yeah, she's all right.

She's a little shaken up, but she's okay.

Anything else?

Yeah, Agrifeed Co. Has a project out here

where they're adding supplements to the feed.

And another thing: Check out a Dr. Stewart Rizor.

He's heading the project.

All right.

Hey, Walker, how bad is it?

It's real bad.

All right, I'm on it.

Okay, thanks.

What's your status?

Sick people are in the vet's clinic.

Now, the virus is contagious and virulent.

Four people are dead, and more on the way.

We've got a medical doctor and a Texas Ranger.

A Texas Ranger? I thought he left.

Well, he came back.

You gotta make it look good, Sullivan. Okay?

Don't I always? Don't worry, Rizor.

This tiger won't be any different than the other.

All right.

Tell the chopper pilot to fall back to Base Alpha.

( suspenseful theme playing)

(tires screeching)

Let's get out of here.

Come on, let's go.

(shouting indistinctly)

We wanna leave.

Nobody leaves. Get back now.

But people are dying. We don't wanna die.

(crowd shouting)

The next one gets shot.

WALKER: That's enough.

You okay?

Stay out of this. You'll get the same thing.

I wouldn't try it if I were you.

Oh, no?

Drop it.

Hey, what's the problem?

Stop this. Stop it.

I'm Dr. Sullivan, Ranger. I'm in charge here.

And I apologize for these men. I'm sorry.

Return to your posts.

All right, everyone get back to the clinic.

It'll be all right.

Thank you.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got a lot of work to do.

( tense theme playing)

SULLIVAN: We've set up a triage center outside.

After preliminary examinations,

the most serious cases will be sent

to a containment center a half mile from here.

All right, well, what can I do to help?

Well, all the basics.

Temperature control, vital signs.

We're gonna be testing everything in sight,

so don't worry, we'll get to the bottom of this.

Uh-huh.

Why don't you go ahead and go with him, doctor?

All right, thanks.

You bet.

(White Eagle chanting)

What the hell are you doing?

Healing.

Healing?

(chuckles)

Get out of here, you old fool.

He's not an old fool, Dr. Sullivan.

He's the spiritual leader of this reservation.

Oh, well, well.

All he's doing is getting in the way.

Get him out of here.

You heal their bodies, he'll tend to their spirits, okay?

Okay.

That one hides himself and thinks no one can see.

What's White Eagle talking about?

He says he thinks Dr. Sullivan speaks with

forked tongue.

(chanting)

Another dead Cherokee.

Last one this trip.

Right.

Okay, lift.

Now.

( somber theme playing)

WHITE EAGLE: Father of the World, hear my words.

I have tried to stop this plague

upon our mother, the Earth,

but my people do not listen.

They hear only the empty promises of these strangers,

who will not respect the spirits

or the land that keeps us.

And now I am a man alone, asking for your help.

Show me the way, Father of the World.

Give me the power to make my people see

that no one can own the Earth.

That is like saying you can own the wind.

Give me the words to strengthen their hearts

so that we may vanquish the foe.

And then show us the way through the dark smoke of evil,

so that our spirits will once again

rise and soar like eagles.

( eagles cry)

STANLEY (on phone): Rizor, this is Brad Stanley. What's our status?

Ahem. Well, sir, with the number

of infected subjects increasing significantly,

our chances of isolating the virus

increase at the same rate.

And how long before we get positive results?

I'm not sure, sir.

We've never let the virus run this long before.

You got 24 hours.

And then I'm ordering the extermination

of that little Cherokee town.

(dial tone)

( suspenseful theme playing)

How's your father?

Oh, God. Very sick.

Thank God he's holding his own.

Shana, why haven't we gotten it?

Well...

The only rule for this kind of contagion

is that everyone's different,

and finding out why some people resist a virus

is a first step to finding a cure, so...

Hey, what are you doing?

What the hell are you doing?

MAN: Dr. Rizor ordered a blood sample.

He is still alive, all right?

God, the least you could do

is take basic sterility precautions.

Here.

Ever get the feeling you were completely expendable?

I just did.

I can't believe he's only giving us 24 hours.

Word's out there's a problem here.

If I don't identify the virus mutation,

the whole program goes down the drain.

Well, then, doctor, I'd suggest that you get busy.

Sam.

Hey, you okay?

(Sam coughs)

Maybe it was that snake we ate.

Let me get you inside.

Shana.

You may not even have 24 hours.

I better get a shot of the antidote.

( mysterious theme playing)

(Sam speaking in Cherokee)

(speaking in Cherokee)

What are you doing, Sam?

Talking to the ancestors, Washoe.

Come on, let's get you back inside.

What's the use?

I'm dying.

I don't wanna hear that, Sam.

You're too tough to die.

SHANA: Walker's right, Sam.

People survive these kinds of viruses.

Besides, you've always been too good-looking.

I need to talk to White Eagle.

WHITE EAGLE: He's here, Coyote.

Will Father of the World still listen to me

after me wanting to be so modern?

Will he still hear me?

(speaking in Cherokee)

He never stopped, Sam.

( tense theme playing)

(talking indistinctly)

Rizor doesn't seem too worried about catching this thing.

SHANA: Yeah, well, he's a doctor.

Comes with the territory.

Maybe.

I'm gonna call Trivette.

See if he's found out anything.

Oh, wait, you can't.

Phone's out. I tried earlier.

Well, I've got a phone in the truck.

You wanna come along?

Yeah.

MAN: Okay, right here.

( ominous theme playing)

What are we gonna do now?

Get some answers.

TRIVETTE: Brad Stanley's the chairman of Agrifeed Co.

Suspected of infecting animals

with an experimental feed supplement.

Wiped out everyone in the village.

The same one that was involved in the Uganda meningitis mess.

Walker mentioned the CDC had already been notified.

Well, let's see if they have.

Okay, what is it that we're looking for?

I don't know.

Walker, I don't believe it.

What is it?

It's the antidote.

What are you two doing here?

We've, uh... We've come to see Dr. Rizor.

Come with me. I'll take you to him.

Give me your gun.

What's going on over there?

In the truck.

(soldiers shouting indistinctly)

(cocking guns)

(engine starts)

Don't let them get away!

( action theme playing)

(gunshots)

( dramatic theme playing)

( somber theme playing)

Shana?

You okay?

I think so.

Where are we?

WALKER: In the cooler.

SULLIVAN: Walker's attempted escape was the last straw.

We've got to cut our losses immediately.

That's crazy.

I'll contact King's Bishop. He won't...

King's Bishop ordered cleanup, Dr. Rizor.

Oh, and, uh, something else.

Put everyone in the clinic, then torch it.

Nobody gets out to testify. You understand.

Sarah Big Tree.

We just found Dr. Sullivan's containment center

for more serious cases.

Texas Ranger James Trivette.

Thanks.

(grunts)

Come here.

WHITE EAGLE (outside): Washoe.

Are you alive or dead?

We're alive, White Eagle, but we're freezing.

Good. There's a lot of work out there for one old eagle.

( tense theme playing)

The antidote. Where the hell is it?

Looking for this?

Tie him up.

Let's go! Get to it!

Let's burn it to the ground.

(grunting)

Oh!

Hey.

Hey, what are you doing? Torch it.

No way, man. We can't kill all these people.

Fine. I'll do it myself.

(gun cocks)

Get out of here, quick!

(soldiers shouting)

( action theme playing)

(sirens wailing)

ALEX: All right, guys, let's find Walker.

Right.

Thanks.

Thank you, Walker.

Hi, Katy.

I talked to the doctor. He says you're gonna be fine.

And so is your mom and dad.

I told you you were too tough to die.

I like Shana's reason better.

What's that?

She said I was too good-looking to die.

Oh, brother.

(laughs) Oh.

How you doing? Good.

All right. Hey, I talked to Alex.

They arrested Brad Stanley.

Oh, great. Yeah.

Oh, you shouldn't have taken off your mask, Ranger.

Why not?

Because you have to get a shot now.

Oh, no. I just got here.

No. You took the mask off.

No, but I don't like shots.

It doesn't matter. What?

Just a small needle.

No, they're never small.

They're never small. Is it gonna hurt?

Well, it hurts going in.

Oh, man.

Bigtime.

What?

All done, Ranger.

That's it?

You big liar!

(all laughing)

TRIVETTE: It didn't hurt.

( upbeat 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 ♪