Original subtitles

( light rock action theme playing)

( suspenseful theme playing)

MAN (over radio): Walker's onboard.

Walker's on the rig.

Won't be long now.

TRIVETTE: Oh, we're going to get you this time, Lomax.

( action theme playing)

Afternoon. Pull it over.

MAN (over radio): Walker's in.

All right, let's go. Let's go.

Phew. I'm getting too old for this.

(chuckles)

(machines buzzing)

MAN: Hey, Lomax, look at this.

Did I mention that this was my last go-around, Jimmy?

I'm thinking at least six times, Walt.

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess I did, didn't I?

I can't think of a better way to retire

than to take out the likes of Grady Lomax.

Come on, let's go!

I'm not paying you to sit around on your duffs!

We've got to beat history here by 1800 hours.

Move it or lose it!

Come on, you heard Mr. Lomax.

Get to work, you maggots.

TRIVETTE: Here comes Walker.

Start cutting. All right.

Okay.

(grunts)

(shouting indistinctly)

WALT: Everybody freeze! Texas Rangers.

MAN: Come on, let me out of here!

(grunts)

All right, don't shoot. Don't shoot!

Don't move!

(grunts)

Now drop it.

(grunting)

OFFICER 1: Incoming! Go!

OFFICER 2: Freeze! Hit the ground.

(grunting)

Freeze!

Hit the ground!

(yelling)

(grunts)

Hey, don't shoot!

We're moving. We're coming out. Don't shoot, man.

(men talking indistinctly)

(grunting)

Good work, officer.

Oh.

"Oh"? What do you mean "oh"?

No, I didn't mean it that way.

How'd you mean it?

I meant you did a good job.

For a woman. No.

Damn right I did.

Jeez.

(men speaking indistinctly)

OFFICER 1: Right there. On the ground.

OFFICER 2: Spread 'em. Get down.

( suspenseful theme playing)

Trivette, watch out!

Officer down!

(car engine starts)

Lomax!

Walt?

Cordell.

Easy. Don't try to talk.

WALT: Did I mention I was retiring today?

Yeah, I think you did.

Can you believe it?

My last day.

( somber theme playing)

That bullet was meant for me.

( 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: Means there's only two things standing

between you and a Ranger star.

Two? I thought I only had to get by

the one-week field evaluation.

You got to do that, but by charter,

there can only be 99 Texas Rangers

and we have one opening.

Two candidates for the opening

left by the death of Ranger Walt Cobb.

Two?

You and an officer from the Brookdale Police Department.

Brookdale?

Yeah.

Officers from every law enforcement agency in Texas

are eligible to apply.

(sighs)

Come here. Come here.

(school bell rings)

Good luck, Mommy.

Thank you.

Go.

WOMAN: Miss Hunt?

Oh, Miss Hunt, I'm so glad

to finally catch up with you.

I know how important Angela's education is to you.

We're having a fundraiser here at the school.

I wondered when you would be able to help.

Wednesday, we have time. Thursday, Friday.

Why don't I send a note home with Angela and you can sign up?

It'd be great... Wear your uniform.

The kids would just love it.

Thanks. Bye-bye.

Anything new on Lomax?

No. It's as if he fell off

the face of the earth.

How's Walt's widow doing?

Well, as good as can be expected.

This is, uh, Sergeant Santiago Perez.

He's one of the Ranger candidates.

I'm in charge of his field evaluation.

Nice to meet you, Perez.

Good luck. Thank you, sir.

Where's the other candidate?

I think yours is running late.

Better have a good excuse.

TRIVETTE: Where were we?

Uh, my field evaluation, sir.

Roberta Hunt, sir,

reporting for a field evaluation.

Hey, Walker, your candidate's here.

You're late.

I had something to take care of.

You're the officer at the Lomax bust, right?

Yes, sir.

Look, you and I got off on the wrong foot,

so why don't we start over again?

I'm Ranger Cordell Walker.

I'll be in charge of your field evaluation.

Very good, sir.

Well, let's go see if you can shoot

as well as you can kick.

Competing against a woman.

It's not a competition.

From what I understand,

you should worry about yourself.

Let's go.

(buzzes, rings)

(buzzes, rings)

Good shooting too.

Thank you, for all the good it'll do me.

What? Nothing.

I didn't think so.

I don't even know why I'm bothering with this, Mom.

I'm just wasting my time.

Don't be foolish.

You're a good cop.

No, you're a great cop. They'll see that.

No, they won't. All they're gonna see is that I'm a woman.

That'll be enough.

That's not true.

That is true.

You don't know these Rangers like I do.

They...

They want another woman Ranger on the force

like they want a good kick in... Roberta.

Well, it's true.

(groans)

(both laugh)

Oh... face it, Mom.

I was finished before I even got started.

C.D.: Hey, Cordell.

They tell me another woman

is making a run at the Rangers.

Yeah, that's right, C.D.

She's a real pistol too, Big Dog.

Don't that beat it all?

You know, Walt Cobb and I were partners for years.

It's going to take an awful good man

to fill his shoes.

I don't believe a woman can do it.

No way, José.

C.D., I'm shocked.

That is such a sexist remark.

For your information, there are two female Texas Rangers.

Well, uh,

she probably won't cut the mustard anyway,

will she, Cordell?

Well, if she doesn't make it,

it won't be because she's a woman.

Right, right, yeah.

Well, have y'all got anything new on Lomax?

No.

C.D.: Jimmy, just stay in there.

You and Cordell are gonna catch him.

And I don't think you're gonna

have to have a woman help you either.

(C.D. laughs)

Would you knock it off?

Perez, Hunt, let's wrap it up?

Yeah, we got a full day ahead of us.

Let's go, Hunt.

Come on, come on.

You work out anymore?

Yeah. Why?

Well, I just thought

you might want to see how good I am.

I did see how good you were, remember?

Aren't you gonna test me?

What do you mean?

Well, you're supposed to be evaluating me, right?

Why don't you evaluate me in the ring?

If I didn't know better, I'd think you were challenging me.

Well, you know, if you're not up to it.

( action theme playing)

No!

Damn it!

I'll say uncle if you will.

No.

We can quit any time.

Never! I will never quit.

Well, I do.

Don't you ever finish anything?

I finish what needs to be finished.

What are you looking at?

What are the odds of her lasting out the week?

With that attitude with Walker?

I'd say her odds are slim-to-none.

( ominous theme playing)

(clears throat)

(Hunt clears throat)

That's it.

What?

WALKER: Get out. Fine.

So, what's your problem?

I am sick and tired of having

to prove myself to men.

This has nothing to do

with you being a man or a woman.

The Texas Rangers are the best of the best.

And like it or not, you're gonna have to prove it

to me that you are the best.

I will put my record up against Perez's any day.

I've read your record. It's fantastic.

That's why you're here.

I'm not talking ability.

I'm talking attitude.

Look, you may not believe this,

but I am on your side.

So talk to me.

( somber theme playing)

I'm listening.

Ever since I can remember,

they wouldn't let me into the club.

What club? See?

That's exactly what I'm talking about.

You don't even know it's there. You were born into it.

Okay, when I was little, I loved baseball.

I could... I could throw further, I could hit better,

I could run faster than any boy on the team,

but they wouldn't let me join Little League.

Men were always so quick to point out

what I could not do because I was a girl.

Well, all that's changed now.

Well, a lot of that hasn't.

Say... You know, when I joined the force, there were all the...

The smirks and the stupid jokes behind my back.

You want to talk about ability?

I had to outdo every guy on the force

just to get an even break.

If I were a man, I'd be sergeant by now.

Oh, God.

Face it, Walker.

The Texas Rangers' record for hiring women

hasn't exactly pushed the envelope.

I know I... I could be as good as...

As any male Ranger.

And I also know I don't stand

a snowball's chance in hell of making the cut.

If you feel that way, why did you apply?

I'll tell you why.

You've been setting yourself up to fail

from the very beginning,

using this men's club thing

as an excuse not to make it.

That's not true.

Yes, it is.

Think about it.

Do I have a chance?

Really?

That's up to you.

So you didn't get a chance to prove yourself

when you were a kid.

So what?

Prove it now, to me.

What do you say?

HUNT: My father beat my mother something fierce.

I felt guilty about it,

but I was really glad when he died.

I was free, she was free.

Although it took her years

to come out of her shell after that.

And I promised myself I would never give a man

that kind of power over me.

Well, not all men are like that.

(scoffs)

The ones I know are.

WOMAN (over radio): All units, there's a 2-11 in progress

at the corner of Sandgreen and Rose.

Grab it.

This is Officer Hunt. We're a block away.

( action theme playing)

MAN: He's dead, man.

We'd better get out of here.

Come on, man. Get the money, man. Come on.

(woman screaming)

Freeze!

No! Shut up!

No!

Look, we walk or she's dead.

(Walker yelling)

Hands behind your back.

Walker, hit the ground!

(woman crying)

Is he, uh...?

Yeah.

(sirens wailing in distance)

First time?

Yeah.

HUNT: Walker, there's someone I'd like you to meet.

WALKER: Okay.

Hey, hey. Mommy, Mommy.

Come on, come on. Wait a minute.

Ooh! Oh! Mm.

Okay, Angela. Hey, Mama.

Angela, do you remember me telling you about Ranger Walker?

Uh-huh. This is Ranger Walker.

Hi, Ranger Walker.

Hi, Angela.

Mommy says you're a mean slave driver.

Oh? Angela.

But you said I should always tell the truth.

You got me there, honey.

Come on. You've got homework to do.

ANGELA: Okay, Grandma.

Bye, Ranger Walker.

Bye, Angela.

Slave driver? Yeah, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry about the slave driver thing.

I was just real teed off last night.

Well, that's okay.

I've been called worse.

You didn't tell me you had a daughter.

Well, it's complicated.

Where's your husband?

Let's just say I'm a single mom

and leave it at that, okay?

Sure. See you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.

(engine starts)

( dramatic theme playing)

( ominous theme playing)

I don't care... Jerry, Lomax is somewhere.

I don't care if we take the money out of our own pocket.

I want every snitch in Dallas greased.

Yeah.

Could've used you this afternoon, man.

Meth lab in a residential neighborhood,

and Santos sniffed it out.

Put eight bad guys in the slam.

I'll bet we kept a million bucks

of that junk off the street.

Perfect bust.

Santos is sharp.

I'm glad to hear it.

Heard you had a rollout of your own.

Yep.

So how did Officer Hunt do?

Well, you can read all about it

in this report.

Right.

You know, I can understand

why you don't want to talk about it.

( suspenseful theme playing)

You're out.

(crowd cheering and clapping)

MAN: Way to go.

ANGELA: Hi, Mommy.

Hey.

HUNT: Hey, what are you doing here?

WALKER: I stopped by your house,

and your mom said you were here. Yeah?

I thought maybe you might want to go to the gym

and get another crack at me.

Oh, boy, would I.

I figured.

But can it wait until after Angela's game? I...

I like to be here for all of them.

It's really important that she knows she has my support.

You bet.

Oh, that's gone. That's it. That's my girl!

That's my girl, yes!

You got it! Yes!

Yes! That's my girl!

That's my girl!

My girl.

Yeah! Yeah!

She packs a wallop, just like her mom.

Yeah, well...

( ominous theme playing)

Bobbie, you held your own the last time we sparred,

but as soon as I took you down,

you had a difficult time.

Yeah, I didn't know what I was doing.

Well, why don't I teach you

some close-encounter movements, and, uh...

Well, that is if you want to learn.

Are you kidding? I'd love to. Come on, let's go.

Okay, well, you remember what happened last time?

Yeah. I took... Aah! Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Okay? Well, the key thing here

is not to let me straddle you like this.

Right. Okay. Then you're in deep trouble.

To prevent that

is to bring your knees up in here,

so I can't get my legs over yours.

Okay. And even when I do, you try to...

You hook your legs... Good, like that.

Like that? Right in there.

Now you have better control. Okay.

Now, the most logical thing

he's gonna do is go for the throat.

If he does, grab my wrist with your hands.

There you go.

Bring your left leg up and over my head.

Right? There you go. Right. Okay.

Now from there, I want you to pull your hips out slightly.

Now, with your right hand,

put it underneath my thigh.

What you're going to do from here is you're gonna push

with your feet. Uh-huh.

At the same time,

push with your hand with my leg,

and then flip me over into an arm bar,

hanging on here.

Hang on to the right arm. There you go. That's it.

This is great. What is this? Now, you have...

This is Machado jujitsu... Ow!

Oh, this is great. Machado jujitsu.

Yeah, I like this. Yeah, I'm glad you like it.

Okay. Now, if you want to break the elbow,

all you do is pull out the hand and l-lift up with the hips.

That's it. There you go. Ow!

Oh, this stuff is great. What is it?

(gasping): Machado jujitsu.

What is it? Aargh!

Machado jujitsu. You heard me. I didn't.

Yeah, you did. I didn't hear you, Walker.

What is it? Ugh!

Let go.

(laughing)

Well, Cordell, I heard about that shoot-'em-up you was in.

Got a shudder down my spine too,

thinking about being in a jackpot like that one

with a woman backing you up.

I don't think he wants to talk about that.

You two may be surprised.

I'm surprised you're still alive.

The usual? Yeah.

Please.

( ominous theme playing)

What do you want, Rusty?

See you finally figured out

the best way to get into the Rangers

was to get it on with a Ranger.

Okay, um... You need to get out of here.

Leave us alone.

I'm warning you.

Warning me? You?

(laughs)

That's a good one.

This is just beginning, Roberta.

See, I've been watching you. I-I-I know your every move.

And one of these nights real soon you might come back

from enforcing the law and...

Just find little Angela nowhere to be found.

She'll look real cute on the back of a milk carton.

If you touch Angela I will kill you.

She's mine as much as she is yours.

Not according to the settlement.

Oh, yeah, the settlement.

It was till death do us part, Roberta.

I'm back now.

From now on, your life is gonna

be as miserable as you made mine.

(grunts)

You forget who taught you, Roberta?

Don't ever forget it again.

(coughing)

Mommy, you're not listening.

Yes, Angela, I'm listening.

I need you to hurry up

or you're gonna be late for school.

(knocking on door)

That's all right, Mama, I'll get it.

Where's your uniform?

What's wrong?

I'm sorry, Walker.

I'm resigning from the Ranger Candidate Program.

( dramatic theme playing)

HUNT: So, uh, 12 years ago,

I was a rookie on the Brookdale P.D.

I met a PI named, uh, Russell Stafford.

His friends called him Rusty.

Ah, he was young and handsome,

and I was a lousy judge of character.

We got married...

and had Angela.

His PI business was on the rocks,

so he hired out to loan sharks.

Bird-dogging?

Yeah, finding people

that didn't wanna be found.

Watching his dreams go down the drain.

So he, uh...

He started drinking,

he started, uh, doing coke,

he started taking everything out on me.

He used to beat me every day.

And one day he hit Angela.

That's when I woke up, and I divorced him,

and I changed my name back to my maiden name.

And finally he was arrested for, uh,

beating a man to death behind a bar.

He got six years in prison.

Did he show up this morning?

Yes.

I have to get Angela

and get out of the state.

You can get a restraining order.

That's not gonna stop him.

You can't run from this guy.

He'll find you no matter where you go.

There's no other way, Walker.

You've worked too hard and too long.

You don't want to give all that up.

I don't know what else to do.

Well, I do.

We're gonna get a DPS officer

to patrol the house,

and then we're going to get a restraining order

against this guy.

Okay?

Come on.

Well?

Is that a yes?

Yes. Good.

Now, go get your uniform on before I write you up

for being late for duty again.

(growls) (laughs)

Thank you.

ALEX: So, what did you find out about Bobbie's ex-husband?

According to his parole officer,

Stafford's working security

for the Lotty Trip concert at the Bronco Bowl.

What's he driving?

Sixty-five GTO.

License number, 4-8-7-Victor-2-John.

You have a home address? Mm-hm.

429 South Flatline, Room 8.

Nice neighborhood.

Well, I'll get Judge Danner

to issue the TRO.

He should be served today

or tomorrow at the very latest.

I just hope it stops him.

I think I'll go have a talk with him.

ALEX: Careful, Walker.

He hasn't done anything wrong yet.

Alex, I said I'm gonna go talk to him.

Talk.

Talk.

( suspenseful theme playing)

(men speaking indistinctly)

(microphone feedback squeals)

(tuning guitar)

Anyone around here named Stafford?

That'd be me, sweetheart.

What's your problem?

I'd like to speak to you, in private.

This is that Ranger I was telling you about.

The one that's boffing my wife.

Ex-wife, Stafford,

and I'm here to tell you to leave her alone.

What, is that supposed to scare me?

I don't care if you are a Ranger.

I'm gonna kick your butt.

( action theme playing)

I didn't come here to fight.

Tough.

WALKER: Now stay away from her, Stafford.

( upbeat theme playing)

(both panting)

( suspenseful theme playing)

STAFFORD: Yeah?

Are you Russell Stafford?

Who is it?

Tim Beaudry, Dallas County constable.

What the hell do you want?

You're officially served

with a temporary restraining order, Mr. Stafford.

You are expressly forbidden... Aargh!

( ominous theme playing)

WALKER: You're in a cheerful mood today.

I feel like a thousand-pound weight

has just been lifted off my stomach.

I talked to Rusty today. Mm-hm.

He said he was sorry for all the trouble he caused.

I guess you talked to him yesterday?

We exchanged a few words.

Well, whatever you said must have done the trick.

He arranged with his parole officer

to have his case transferred to Florida.

He's leaving today.

I'm never gonna see him again.

We're free, Walker. We're free.

I'm glad to hear that.

Well, I guess you can call off the patrol now.

Well, let's wait until we're sure he's gone.

Okay.

Thanks for everything.

You bet.

Anything new on Grady Lomax?

Mm-hm.

( upbeat military theme playing)

(grunts)

Hey, Swede, cut me a little slack, okay?

In the past five years I've cut you

more high-end Japanese trannies

than they got left in Tokyo.

I'll get one more shipment out by tomorrow, that's it.

Getting too hot.

(grunts)

Once the Rangers got onto me,

it was just a matter of time.

Monica and I are going to Greece and chill out.

Good doing business with you too, Swede.

Adios.

LOMAX: Let's go, ladies. They've got to be nothing

but bones by tomorrow morning.

Move it or lose it.

Lomax!

Go! Go!

OFFICER: Show me your hands!

Right there!

Put your hands where we can see them.

WALKER: Hold it!

I'll draw him out.

(grunts)

(grunts)

(grunts)

You're under arrest for the murder of Ranger Walt Cobb.

You have the right to remain silent.

You give up that right,

and I get to rip your windpipe out.

Good job, both of you.

Hey, uh...

No matter what happens between the two of us,

Texas will be getting the best person for the job.

You mean that?

Yeah, I do.

Me too.

So tomorrow's the big day, huh?

Yep.

I know you probably can't or won't tell me anything,

but do you have any idea how it's gonna turn out?

Truthfully, I don't.

Ahem. I want to apologize

for my behavior in the beginning.

And I want to thank you

for your help and support and...

You know, everything.

And I want you to know

that no matter how it turns out,

I will never forget this week.

Or you.

Bobbie, I want you to know

that if it doesn't work out

for you this time

you'll be at the top of the list.

Fair enough.

(light switch clicks)

(muffled screams)

Rusty, upstairs.

Angela!

( ominous theme playing)

WALKER: Stafford.

( tense theme playing)

(grunts)

HUNT: Aah! God!

You whore! You ungrateful whore.

Who the hell are you to turn your back on me?

Where is Angela?

She's dead, and you're about to join her.

(grunts)

(grunts)

(bone snaps)

Argh!

(Stafford grunts)

Upstairs. Upstairs.

(gasping)

Baby. My baby.

Oh, my God, he killed my baby.

Oh, my God.

ANGELA: Mommy?

She's fine, Bobbie. She's fine.

Angela.

WALKER: She was hiding in the closet.

HUNT: My, baby. Oh, God, baby.

Oh, God, baby, I'm so sorry.

Mommy, Daddy tried to hurt me. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

I'm so... Mommy's sorry.

Mommy's so sorry.

I'm so sorry, honey.

I'm so sorry, honey.

It's okay. It's going to be okay.

I promise it's going to be okay.

Let's all toast to the 99th Ranger.

ALL: To the 99th Ranger!

(all clapping and cheering)

Well, thank you.

You have no idea what this means to me.

I think I do.

TRIVETTE: Hey, come on. You're at the top of the list.

Next slot opens up, you're the man.

Oh, great. Sure one of you guys

doesn't feel like retiring?

ALL: No.

C.D.: I'm awful proud of you, Bobbie.

If Cordell said you made the cut, that's good enough for me.

Honey, you're welcome down here any time.

I'm proud of you, like I said,

and I think old Walt Cobb would be too.

Thank you, Mr. Parker.

Coming from you, that means a lot to me.

You have no idea.

(both laugh)

( 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 ♪