Original subtitles

( light rock action theme playing)

( ominous theme playing)

Sure you don't want me to drive?

Yep.

You ever notice when we're together

you always get to drive?

Look, we flipped for it

and I won, okay? Yeah.

Five times in a row.

You know, you'd better not be pulling that

Cherokee psychic stuff on me, because it's not fair.

I hate it when you do that.

Okay, okay.

Next time I'll let you drive.

Yeah. If it was me, there wouldn't be a next time.

How long we been working this case, five months?

Yeah.

TRIVETTE: In five months there have been 14 semis

and three freight trains

hijacked within a hundred-mile radius.

Yeah, and over $9 million in goods stolen.

All of it gone right into Karl Mayes' pocket.

Yeah, unfortunately we're no closer to proving that

than when we first started.

And what are we doing?

Driving around and around,

hauling this high-end computer gear,

hoping that maybe Mayes will take the bait.

It's gotta be the lamest thing we've ever done, man.

Oh, I don't know.

How about that time you went undercover as an exotic dancer?

Remember that divorcée from Lubbock ran up on the stage

and tried to rip your clothes off?

Don't go there. Come on.

Okay. (Trivette sighs)

I'm just remembering.

You said you wouldn't bring that up.

Okay, I won't bring it up anymore, I promise,

but it was fun.

TRIVETTE: How many miles of highway

do you think there are

running in and around the Dallas Metroplex?

Hundreds. Thousands, right?

Why don't we multiply that times the number of big rigs

out here on the road, not to mention

the other criminal enterprises that are taking up Mayes' time.

That would be drugs,

gambling, prostitution.

All right, what do you think the odds are of Mayes' men

hitting this particular truck,

on this particular highway, at this particular time?

(tires squeal)

I think we just beat the odds.

MAN: All right, get on out of there, now.

MAN 2: Now, get out of the truck. Get out.

Out of the truck, now!

Okay. Okay.

MAN 2: Get out. TRIVETTE: All right, all right.

(screams)

Come on out from under the truck.

Make sure there's nothing in your hands.

Don't shoot. Don't shoot.

I'm not armed.

(starts car)

(tires screech)

MAN (on TV): The charges were filed today

by Assistant District Attorney Alex Cahill.

WOMAN (on TV): Mr. Mayes, you're accused of being

the man behind the recent string of hijackings.

How do you intend to plead? What do you think?

MAYES: The man that District Assistant Cahill has charmed...

You ready? Just a minute.

They're interviewing Mayes.

Is nothing but a disgruntled former employee

looking for revenge.

The charges against me are all lies.

I intend not only to clear my name,

but to punish those responsible for slandering it.

Something's wrong here.

With all the evidence we have against him,

he's too cocky.

It's like he knows something.

WOMAN: Mr. Mayes,

who will you be hiring to represent you?

Gordon Cahill.

Cahill?

Oh, my God, he's hired my father.

( 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 ♪

( ominous theme playing)

(police sirens wail distantly)

Mr. Cahill, how does it feel

going up against your daughter in court?

This case isn't about us, son.

It's about exposing the charges against my client,

as the vicious lies that they are.

Thank you. What lies, sir?

(all speaking indistinctly)

(soft piano music playing)

Pumpkin.

I'm glad you could make it.

Thank you for coming.

I'm not sure this was such a good idea.

Oh, not such a good idea to see your old father?

Come on.

We are gonna be seeing each other in court, Dad.

Oh, you're afraid that people will talk,

think we're conspiring to fix the case.

All I wanna do

is have a lovely little dinner

with my only daughter.

Now we can do that, can't we?

Come on.

That's my girl.

There.

Now, what's it gonna be?

What will you have to drink?

Water's fine, thank you.

If you're a horse.

(chuckles)

My pumpkin.

Mm.

You look great.

And you're drunk.

Don't start that with me.

I had enough of that when I was together with your mother.

Well, maybe you should have listened to her.

And by the way, I stopped being your pumpkin

the day you walked out on us.

Oh, well, I'm sorry.

I'm still the bad guy, huh?

You know, it takes two to make a marriage, Alex.

I figured now that you're all grown up,

you'd understand a simple little thing like that.

I understood it then, Dad.

I understood you didn't care enough about Mom or me

to even try to make it work.

WAITER: Are you ready, sir? What?

Oh, uh... (chuckles)

give us a couple of minutes.

Come on, what do you say we change the subject?

You always do.

Order something lovely.

Come on, anything you want.

This, of course, is on me.

I can pay for myself, Dad.

On what you earn as a DA?

Not very often, my child.

I'm doing fine, Dad.

Besides, it's not about the money, for me.

Unlike me, huh?

How could you, in good conscience,

defend somebody like Karl Mayes?

Well, this helps a lot.

I don't wanna burst your bubble, pumpkin,

but not all of us are out to save the world.

If I only defended people I liked,

I'd be out of business.

Oh, so now it's a business.

I remember when the law meant something more to you than that.

Oh, now you're lecturing me about the law?

Who do you think you're talking to?

Some wet-behind-the-ears law student?

I don't know who I'm talking to.

I was right. This was not a good idea.

I have a case to prepare,

with a witness who's gonna put your client away for good.

MAN (on TV): How does it feel going up against your daughter in court?

GORDON: This case isn't about us, son.

It's about exposing the charges against my client,

as the vicious lies that they are. Thank you.

What lies, sir? MAYES: Still you gotta admit,

Cahill v. Cahill, it's got a certain ring to it.

It's sort of like those lawyer shows on TV.

I must say,

your daughter's sure got the looks for it.

Well, the less said about my daughter

the better, Mr. Mayes.

Your retainer.

Yeah, well, you keep that.

I'll bill you.

Oh, what's the matter?

My money ain't clean enough for you?

Does this go against your ethics somehow?

Listen, Cahill,

let's get one thing straight.

I brought you here because I want the best,

and I can afford it.

Well, I am the best,

and if you couldn't afford it I wouldn't be here.

Fine. Bill me.

Just as long as we understand each other.

I'll need a complete breakdown of all your operations.

(scoffs)

(laughs)

Now, why would I wanna do that?

They only got this hijacking against me.

That kid

better keep his mouth shut about my business.

We hear you wanna talk.

That depends.

What kind of deal you guys think I can cut for myself?

That's up to the DA.

Look, I got names,

I got dates, I got places,

but I ain't giving it up

unless I got some sort of guarantee in writing.

We'll set a meeting with the DA tomorrow.

Well, at least we got one of them to talk.

Yeah.

GORDON: If I know my daughter,

she's gonna prosecute you,

she's gonna go for the throat.

That's why I need to know all your operations.

If she drags any skeletons out of your closet,

I'd like to be ready for them.

This will be like church, right?

I'll confess, you won't tell anybody.

You'd be like a priest.

(chuckles): You got it.

Attorney-client privilege.

And here you lawyers get such a bad rap.

Well, how about another drink?

Um, uh, no, I'm fine.

You sure?

May take a while.

Well, just a short one, huh?

( dramatic theme playing)

Hey.

You got a prisoner here, name of, uh, Joe Styles.

Rangers want him for questioning.

They only brought him in last night.

Well, what can I tell you?

They want him back.

Rangers.

Tell me about it.

So, uh, where is he?

Down in isolation.

Wait a minute. This... This isn't the right...

Sleep tight.

You taking me to see the DA?

Hendricks.

I... I won't say anything, I swear.

I know you won't.

(grunts)

Hey, what's going on, sarge?

Sarge?

Sarge, you okay?

Call the paramedics.

Officer down. Secure the facility.

So I located four warehouses

where Mayes might be storing those goods.

(indistinct chatter)

What happened?

OFFICER: Somebody shot him.

Did you catch the guy?

No, we don't even know who it is.

Officer? Hey, officer?

(tires squealing)

Check on Styles.

(sighs)

Slow down.

Good afternoon.

Can I see you a minute?

Sweetie, you wanna get some lunch?

What's the problem?

What are you, an idiot?

You realize what you've done? You're an id...

Don't you ever talk to me like that again.

I'm your attorney.

You're paying me to talk to you like that.

At least you were.

What?

You wanna try and kill witnesses?

You wanna shoot at police officers?

Get yourself another lawyer.

Get one of the guys who advertise on TV.

You can't walk out on me.

Relax.

The attorney-client privilege still stands.

Fortunately, my sense of ethics

is stronger than my sense of smell.

(laughs): Oh, that's right.

You're a man of ethics,

a man who honors his commitments.

Well, let me tell you something, so am I.

And if you ever think about turning on me,

you won't be the only Cahill to leave the case.

I told you before,

leave my daughter out of this.

That's up to you, counselor.

So... which Cahill goes first?

GORDON: "Mr. Cahill,

I have a good mind to find you in contempt of court."

I said, "Your Honor, if you had a good mind,

I wouldn't be in contempt."

(cackles)

Barkeep.

Dad? Huh?

Pumpkin.

Oops.

Not supposed to call you that, am I?

What do we got here, backup?

(chuckles)

This is my friend Cordell Walker.

Oh, the famous Ranger Walker.

I've heard a great deal about you, sir.

This is indeed an unexpected pleasure.

Thank you.

You just come here, sir.

I am gonna buy you a drink.

I can't have a drink right now. Thank you very much.

Oh, because you're on duty, sir? Yes, sir.

Well, I am not, sir.

We heard you took yourself off the case, Dad.

Right.

I've worked for some slimeballs in my time,

but Mayes crossed the line

after what he did down at County.

ALEX: Can you prove it?

Anything Mayes said to me is privileged, Alex.

You know that as well as I do.

Believe it or not, sir, I have scruples.

Well, Mayes doesn't.

Walker thinks you might be in danger, Dad.

(scoffs)

No one walks away from Mayes, Mr. Cahill, and lives.

Are you saying that Mayes

might come after me?

Yes, sir.

(scoffs)

Come on, Dad. Huh?

We'll take you home.

Come on, let's call it a night, huh?

Well, you know,

perhaps I could use a designated driver.

Two designated drivers.

( ominous theme playing)

(gun cocks, gunshots)

(tires squeal)

Attempted murder

sure as hell cancels out attorney-client privileges.

( tranquil theme playing)

(horse whinnies)

Mr. Walker,

you... You've got a real nice place here,

but why can't I just get on a plane and go home?

Because it'd be a lot easier to protect you here.

I don't n... I don't need protection.

Dad, you were almost killed last night.

We all were.

Now that you've agreed to testify,

you're my key witness.

Yeah, Mayes will go to any lengths

to stop you, Mr. Cahill.

This is the best place for us

to put the case together.

You have to go with me on this.

Okay, okay.

Who'd believe this?

Gordon Cahill being coached how to testify

by his own daughter.

(groans)

You want Mayes' operations, you got them.

( dramatic theme playing)

(police sirens wailing)

(indistinct shouting)

(grunts)

(grunts)

MAN: Hey, cop. Don't even think about it.

(whimpers)

WALKER: Strike one.

Texas Rangers. You're under arrest.

(screams)

Strike two.

All backup units establish at 10:20, at 1148 Delmar.

Surround the building.

ETA three minutes. Hang on.

Make that two minutes.

(men scream)

(coughs)

( suspenseful theme playing)

All right, come out with me.

(grunts)

(screams)

Strike three.

That should get Mayes' attention.

I'd say so.

Keep walking.

MAYES: Cahill's told them everything.

They're pounding me to pieces,

busting all my big operations.

Took all the workers away too.

But after what I did to Styles,

we won't have to worry about them talking.

They don't have to talk to them.

They have Cahill.

Now you listen to me.

I don't care what it takes,

I don't care how much money it takes,

I want him dead.

Dead.

(crickets chirping)

Come on, Dad, sit down.

It's getting cold. What? I know.

Isn't there a drink around here?

I mean, what is this Walker, a Boy Scout?

(chuckles)

This is supposed to be a celebration.

That information you gave us about Mayes' operation

panned out.

Dad, the case is really coming together.

How on earth can we celebrate without a drink?

Damn it, Dad, is that always gonna be

the most important thing to you? A drink?

Don't you talk to me like that.

Well, somebody has to,

because you're not dealing with it on your own.

Now what are you talking about?

Dad, you're an alcoholic,

and you have been for quite some time.

If you don't get some help or quit soon,

it's gonna kill you.

Oh, now I finally get it.

You and your friend Walker didn't bring me here

to protect me.

You brought me here to dry out.

I brought you here because I need you.

As a witness in your precious little case.

Well, yes.

No, not just that.

I mean...

Dad, I need you as a father.

Somebody I can look up to,

somebody I can talk to, like I used to

before you left.

I walked out of your life.

Stay out of mine.

Damn this.

Dad, where are you going?

Out!

No, Dad, please.

(cell phone rings)

Hello.

ALEX (crying): Walker, he's gone.

He's gone. He's left the ranch, my Dad.

Okay, take it easy, Alex.

We'll find him.

I never should have

confronted him like that.

Well, there's a roadhouse

not far from the ranch.

If he's looking for a drink,

that's where he'll go.

Oh, Walker, please find him.

Please, I'm so worried about him.

I'm on my way to pick you up.

(dial tone)

(sobs)

(Gordon cackles)

(indistinct chattering)

Mwah!

This place is marvelous.

A true slice of the Old West.

(woman laughs)

One of the last remaining bastions

against the onslaught of political correctness

on our national character.

Remember the Alamo, boys.

(all cheer)

How about another round for the West?

Done, my boy.

Bartender, all around.

(all cheering)

GORDON: He said, "I object."

I said, "Your Honor, if he understood my English,

I wouldn't mind if he objected every time."

(Gordon laughs)

GORDON: I kept talking so long,

the judge got up and went home.

You know, when I was a lad,

I always wanted to ride a bull in the rodeo.

Dad. Never happened,

but I get paid a lot of money to talk.

Dad?

(laughing): What?

Oh, well, if it isn't pumpkin.

Come on in. Join the party.

Dad? What?

I'm sorry I got upset with you.

I mean, please, can we just go home?

No way, pumpkin. We're gonna have another drink.

Yeah, come on, pumpkin. Come join us.

The lady and her father are leaving.

Well, they'll leave when I say they'll leave.

Let's go, Mr. Cahill. Did you hear what I said?

The lady and her father are leaving.

Did you hear what I said?

Yes, sir. Okay, okay.

(sighs)

MAN: Yes, it's all right.

You know something?

How dare you come in there

and insult my friends?

Dad, he was just trying to help.

Get away from me.

Dad, please.

Get away from me. (screams)

(Alex sobbing)

Are you okay?

Alex.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

I'm so... So terribly sorry.

(sobbing): It's okay, Dad.

It's okay.

(sighs)

I'm okay.

It's okay, Dad.

GORDON: God, I'm cold.

Aren't you cold?

I'll get some blankets.

It's all right, Dad.

We're gonna get through this together.

I don't deserve you.

Shh. Don't say that.

Oh, it's true.

You've done something with your life.

I've wasted mine defending scum like Mayes,

worse.

Worse.

You know, you... You said it.

You said it right.

I used to practice law because I believed in it.

I used to know that what I did mattered.

Somewhere I lost it.

All that mattered was

where I was gonna get another drink.

How could I get so weak?

It's not about being weak, Dad.

Alcoholism is a disease,

but you can beat it.

I know you can.

I don't.

Why don't you try to get some rest?

Huh? Yeah.

Yeah.

(phone ringing)

Yeah?

HENDRICKS: I know where he is.

Cahill?

Oh, yeah.

He's holed up with that Ranger.

Well, then what are you talking to me for?

Do what I pay you to do.

Hm.

She's a good girl.

The best.

She certainly thinks the world of you.

Well, I think the world of her too.

Uh, do...? Do you have to go?

No.

I... I just wanted to say

how much I appreciate you looking after me.

I'm sorry. It took so long for me to realize I needed it.

No apology needed.

I sure owe her one, and her mother more.

You know, it's one thing to throw your life away.

Hey, hey, it's mine.

I can... I can deal with that.

But, you know,

it's the wreckage you leave behind you,

you know, that... That's what hurts.

Well, we all make mistakes.

That's part of being human.

Not me.

Gordon Cahill, fastest mouth in the West.

I had to be perfect,

make people think I was.

Well, that's a pretty tough act to pull off.

Exactly.

"Act."

Hell, not that I wasn't good at it.

I was so good I...

I started to believe it myself.

And all... All the...

All the work and the money and the...

And the booze.

Just doesn't work anymore.

Well, the first step is

realizing that it is bigger than you.

This is bigger than me.

I know that now.

And the second step is knowing

that you don't have to do it alone.

Well, what do you me...? What?

You don't have to do it alone.

( ominous theme playing)

(grunts)

(door crashes open)

Alex!

Get back.

(screams)

(gun clicks)

(gunshots) (grunts)

Gonna try and help him. No, Dad.

(Alex shrieks)

Well, well.

Cahill versus Cahill.

Ooh.

(both grunt)

DISPATCHER (on radio): One-fifty to 103.

OFFICER 1: We're working that room now.

OFFICER 2: Right.

OFFICER 1: We're gonna bag up some shells for you.

OFFICER 2: I want you to get the full count. Watch your step.

Dad, I brought you some tea.

What's the matter, Dad? Are you all right?

You could've gotten killed,

and all because of me.

Look at this.

No, Dad, because of Mayes. (scoffs)

Who got in bed with Mayes?

Who was too stupid to realize what a dangerous son of a...?

What a dangerous scum he really is?

It's over. It's gonna be okay.

It's never over with a guy like Mayes

until I'm dead.

God forbid he comes after you.

No. Dad, Mayes is going to jail.

I mean, with your testimony and after this,

we have more than enough evidence to put him away.

Maybe, maybe not. You know the system.

No matter what, it takes time.

Time Mayes will use

to hire another killer, and another and another.

So we'll put you someplace safe,

someplace that Mayes cannot get to you.

There's no such place.

Mayes can get anywhere. We know that.

I'm, uh...

I'm gonna wash up.

Dad?

Hm?

I love you.

Someday I hope I deserve it.

Walker, have you seen my dad?

No, I haven't seen him.

He's not upstairs.

WALKER: Alex, your car's gone.

ALEX: Oh, my God, he's taken it again.

Make sure he pays for these, now.

Will do.

(country music playing on jukebox)

(inaudible)

Why, thank you.

BARTENDER: Well, all right.

I'll see you later.

Hey, friend. What's your pleasure?

Uh, hi.

Uh, just give me some change.

There you go.

Yeah.

(rings)

Yeah?

Mayes?

Who is this?

This is your attorney. Surprised?

I don't think much of your hired help.

Where are you gonna find four more men to die for you?

I don't know what you're talking about.

I'll make it real simple.

I know all your dirty little secrets, right?

Now, you showed me a briefcase full of money.

Give me two of those

and I'll get a sudden case of amnesia.

Well, I always knew your ethics

were nothing but a song and dance.

Now we just establish the right price for them.

Just meet me at Travis Park

by the baseball diamond, 2 p.m.

And Mayes, leave your goons at home

or you'll never find me.

(sighs)

Well, like my daddy always said:

"If you want something done right,

you do it yourself."

BARTENDER: Hey! Huh?

Don't you want a drink?

Uh, no, some other time, thank you.

Oh.

Meh.

WALKER: Walker.

WOMAN: Walker, this is dispatch.

Go ahead, dispatch.

I've got a call for you from a Gordon Cahill.

He says he'll only talk to you.

Patch him through.

GORDON: Walker, is that you?

Yeah, it's me. Where are you?

That... That's not important.

It is important. I need to come get you.

No, no.

I've got something to do first.

Now, be at Travis Park at 2 p.m.

That is important.

Mr. Cahill?

( ominous theme playing)

WALKER: Trivette, what's your ETA?

About five minutes.

Come in code two

till we find out what's going on.

You're early.

I missed you.

You bring the money?

Twice my original offer.

I put it in a suitcase because...

Just put it on the ground.

Kick it over to me.

You'll scratch the leather. Do it.

Surprise.

You know, for somebody who's supposed to be so smart...

I suppose my plan was somewhat flawed.

(laughs): You call this a plan?

Case closed, counselor.

(grunts)

Mayes!

(grunts)

Hang in there, Mr. Cahill.

Walk, let's go.

Just like you said, case closed.

TRIVETTE: You know anything about this?

No, I didn't know anything about it.

Whoo.

Attempted murder.

Not even I could get him off this one.

That was a big gamble.

A gamble worth taking, huh, son?

ALEX: Dad, I'm proud of you.

For what? Oh, for doing this.

For being strong enough to know that you need to.

I am truly sorry

that I haven't been there for you

as a father.

It's okay.

I'd lost you,

but now I feel like I'm getting you back.

( upbeat 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 ♪