Original subtitles

(light rock action theme playing)

ALEX: And since Mr. Rebotco has no current address,

nor any family ties in Dallas, he is a flight risk.

We ask that bail be denied.

JUDGE: I agree with you, Miss Cahill.

You are charged with armed robbery,

two counts of aggravated assault

and resisting arrest,

wherein you wounded a Texas Ranger.

Motion for bail is denied.

You are remanded to county jail where you'll be held there

until the 6th of next month,

when you will stand trial in Division 40.

Next case.

(crowd murmuring)

GUARD: This way.

I should've killed you when I had the chance.

Come on. Couldn't do it. Okay. Let's go.

GUARD: Chester. Over here.

Way to go, counselor.

Your statement did the trick.

Difficult to refute empirical evidence.

Have you heard from Walker?

Yeah, just this afternoon. He's after the Babbich boys.

Got a line on them in Waxahachie.

( action theme playing)

(screaming)

(grunting)

Let's go.

TRIVETTE: Ready to go?

No.

There's something I gotta see.

For my own peace of mind.

What's that?

(man grunts)

( dramatic theme playing)

(laughs)

Victor LaRue.

(grunts)

TRIVETTE: I thought he was in Loveless Prison

for the Criminally Insane.

He is.

Today is his hearing to determine

whether he's mentally competent to stand trial.

Come on. (laughing)

(laughing)

(grunting)

(sobbing)

(whispers): I love you...

(mouths words indistinctly)

Come on.

(laughing)

You sure you wanna stay for this?

I have to.

I have to see that he's put away for good.

My own rooting section. How thoughtful of you, Alexandra.

You heard him.

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

(high voice): Help me.

Help 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 ♪

( dramatic theme playing)

The question is not whether Victor LaRue

is criminally insane, Your Honor.

Because he most certainly is.

The question is why.

It began when he was 3 years old.

His father locked him in a closet for a year.

He only opened the door to whip Victor and feed him dog bones.

Now, who wouldn't grow up maladjusted

with a beginning like that?

JUDGE: "Maladjusted"

doesn't even scratch the surface, Mr. Rothbart.

ROTHBART: I'm glad you see my point, Your Honor.

Yes, he's done many vile and hideous things.

And he freely admits killing 11 men.

But I submit that he is not responsible for his actions.

What's he mean, not responsible? I enjoyed every minute of it.

Tell her, Irving. Tell her about my dear mother.

God, I loved Mommy.

Tell you again. (laughs)

JUDGE: Control your client, Mr. Rothbart.

Alex, are you sure you wanna stay for this?

Yes. You go ahead. I'll be fine.

ROTHBART: Can't know right from wrong...

TRIVETTE: All right, I'm, uh, gonna check up on Walker.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm okay. Thanks.

That's right. Right. I mean, if it wasn't meant to be,

then, uh, h-how could, uh, it happen?

That's a n-nice robe. Can I try that on, please?

Mr. LaRue.

ROTHBART: To sum up,

not believing in the concept of wrong,

Victor LaRue is not mentally competent to stand trial.

Thank you, Your Honor.

JUDGE: The court calls Dr. Austin Bell.

Dr. Bell. Hello, Dr. Bell.

Dr. Bell, you've had an opportunity

to conduct your psychological evaluation of the prisoner?

I have, Your Honor.

Please proceed.

I've interviewed Mr. LaRue ten times.

Tell them about your mother, Dr. Bell.

Hi, Lucy, this is Trivette. Have you seen Walker today?

LUCY: Not today. You want me to track him down?

No, thanks.

Dispatch, this is Trivette.

Patch me through to Walker, please.

WOMAN (on CB): Walker, do you copy? Come in, Walker.

Walker, are you there? This is Dispatch.

Walker, pick up.

( action theme playing)

There's no doubt in my mind that LaRue is criminally psychotic.

He displays all the classic symptoms

of delusions of grandeur, to a complete lack of remorse.

(gasps)

LaRUE (on phone): I got her.

Aagh! (grunts)

You're mine.

LaRue, come to the phone, you son of a bitch.

Touch her again and I'll rip your heart out!

(laughing)

WALKER: You're a dead man. You're a dead man.

DR. BELL: Manipulative, diabolical,

self-absorbed, cunning, desperate...

Oh, well, careful who you're calling desperate there, bub.

Morally bankrupt, completely without principle.

He definitely knows right from wrong.

And there is nothing in his mental state

to suggest he would be unable to assist with his own defense.

Whoa, now. Just a minute here.

It's therefore my professional opinion that Victor LaRue

is fully competent to stand trial.

Professional op...

How can a bloodsucking leech

have a professional opinion?

Mr. LaRue... Can anybody answer that?

Anybody at all? How about you, little girl?

JUDGE: Mr. LaRue. Answer me. I'll give you candy.

I'll give you candy!

Please, please, don't...

I'll answer my own question then.

Bloodsuckers like Bell,

who sponge their living off the taxpayer,

can't have an opinion... Mr. LaRue.

When it comes to deciding the fate of a taxpayer.

I rest my case. JUDGE: Mr. LaRue.

I'm through with your outburst and your antics.

Good, because it's, uh...

It's almost lunchtime back at the funny farm.

And it's Thursday, which means, uh,

chicken-fried steak with a side of cockroaches,

which is my favorite. Thank you, Dr. Bell.

I hereby find you fit

to stand trial for kidnapping,

attempted rape, attempted murder of a peace officer,

and 11 counts of murder in the first degree.

LaRUE: No. Wait.

Time out. Time out.

You said this wouldn't happen. You promised me.

JUDGE: The trial is set

for six weeks from this date in superior court.

Next case.

(sobbing): You can't do this to me.

You can't... JUDGE: Mr. Rothbart,

subdue your client.

Mr. LaRue, please.

I won't go. I'm not gonna do it.

Bailiff, remove this man from the courtroom.

Remove this man from the courtroom.

Stay back, 'cause I'm not going. You can't get me.

No! Don't go under the table.

JUDGE: Mr. LaRue!

(judge raps gavel)

(gunshot) (all gasp)

( suspenseful theme playing)

(all gasping)

(all screaming)

MAN: What's going on?

(laughs)

No, Victor, please. Please, don't.

You know how I hate people who...

Who can't keep their promises. I... I...

(all screaming)

No. Stop, now.

Take your seats.

Do it, quick.

Let's play a little game called,

"Last One Standing Dies."

Sweetie, sit down.

(both sobbing)

Sorry, I... I liked that.

Now, the rules have just changed.

This is my courtroom now.

I'm in charge.

(laughing)

Yes.

Where's your precious Walker now, Alexandra?

Hm?

You will never get away with this.

You've been saying that ever since I've known you,

and you've always been wrong, haven't you?

Haven't you?

God, you are so beautiful.

People,

we're going to be spending a little quality time together.

So I hope nobody had any plans.

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

( suspenseful theme playing)

You want any part of this?

Any part of what?

GUARD: Clear the hallway. Go!

(all yelling indistinctly)

(all screaming)

Police. Stay back!

Now, where were we?

Did I want any part of, uh... Oh, yes.

Uh, helicopter, a million bucks,

disappearing someplace

they don't have an extradition treaty.

You in?

I'm facing a lot of time, thanks to her.

Yeah, it sounds good. Count me in.

LaRUE: Well, your fan club is growing.

But I'm still president, so I get you first.

What's your name, soldier?

Buddy Rebotco.

Victor LaRue, your new best friend.

Can I have one of those guns?

You're not that good of a friend.

Hello, "Loretta Paxton."

Please step down. You're in my seat.

Absolutely not.

LaRUE: I said, get down here.

LaRue, don't.

Shut up.

Come here.

(speaks indistinctly)

Now, take off my robe.

What?

I will not.

I always wondered what you parasites wore under this thing.

Wouldn't it be hilarious if she was buck naked?

Heh-heh-heh-heh.

Take off my robe.

It's your fault.

If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be here.

Phil, for Pete's sake.

I just wanted Karen for the weekends.

But no, you... (gasps)

It's no talking in my court.

Next one to utter a peep

buys the big black hole.

( tense theme playing)

Thank you, sir.

Ah.

(laughs)

Oh.

One-size-fits-all, huh?

Looks nice, eh?

Is it hot in this thing, or am I just crazy?

What do you wanna put a robe on for, man?

To amuse myself until our demands are met.

Do you have a problem with that?

You haven't made the demands yet.

All in good time, my friend.

All in good time.

The rest of the party animals are just beginning to arrive.

(laughing)

Hear ye, hear ye.

The court of Victor LaRue is now in session.

Alexandra Cahill will take the witness stand.

I said, get in the box.

No.

You've done everything you could to me.

I am not gonna be your victim again.

You have 30 seconds to take the witness stand

or there will be one less rug rat.

No! Mom!

Twenty seconds and counting.

That's more like it.

For the record, state your name, occupation,

and preferred method of demise.

You're trying my patience.

(gasps)

Alexandra Cahill,

Assistant District Attorney.

Go to hell.

So how's that new baby?

He's great.

Have you heard from Cordell?

No, Big Dog. How you doing?

I'm doing pretty good.

I don't think those Babbich boys

can give him a bad time, do you?

(phone rings) No. No.

Yeah, Trivette.

MAN (on phone): LaRue just killed two bailiffs

and he's taken over the courtroom.

We need backup, now.

Be right there.

We got a hostage situation in the courtroom.

C.D.: Somebody call the SWAT Team.

( action theme playing)

Drop it.

On the ground.

Hands behind your back.

You're under arrest for the murder of

your parole officer.

Oh, yeah?

(laughing)

It's 20 miles to the road.

How you gonna take me in? Piggyback?

We'll walk.

What do you got, Wes?

Jimmy, man, am I glad you're here.

Some psycho just took over the courtroom.

I know, LaRue. He's got Alex.

Should I know him? Nobody should know him.

What? Couple of years ago,

he kidnapped the president of Trask Oil.

Three innocents. D.A. Cahill was one of them.

Gave her a pretty bad time. Took them to a junkyard

and stuck them in a car compactor.

Yeah, they'd have bought the farm too,

if it hadn't been for Cordell and Jimmy here.

Conviction was overturned on a technicality.

C.D.: As soon as he got out of the joint,

he made a beeline for Alex.

I'm telling you, this man needs killing.

Anybody communicate with him yet?

I've got an open line here to the judge's squawk box.

But so far he's not answering me.

Let me try.

TRIVETTE: LaRue, this is Ranger James Trivette.

Trivette, what took you so long?

Better yet, what's taking Walker so long?

What do you want? What do I want?

Let's see.

Tell him about the chopper and the money.

Excuse me, I'm conducting this negotiation.

I want many things, Jimmy.

I can call you Jimmy, can't I?

You can call me anything you want.

Just let everyone go before anybody else gets hurt.

What do I care if anybody gets hurt?

What do you want?

I want Walker to walk through that door unarmed

so I could blow his head off in front of his girlfriend.

How's that for openers?

( Western theme playing)

No way you're gonna make it out of here alive.

Old Rudy's probably got his 9 mm aimed at you right now.

Shut up, Babbich.

Rudy, we're coming to Gookin's Fork.

(muffled speaking)

You two, with the kid.

Yeah, you.

Approach the bench.

Yeah. Yeah, please take your time.

I have all day.

That's... That's a great idea.

Why did you bring this little girl to court?

This is no place for a child.

I asked a question.

We're divorced, and it's about custody.

Oh. What's your name, little girl?

Karen Mallory, sir.

How nice.

A polite child.

Karen,

which one would you like to go home with?

Your mother or your father?

Hm?

Mommy or Daddy?

Daddy or Mommy?

Go ahead and choose so I can make your day.

Neither, sir.

Uh, I just want them to be back together again.

(sighs)

So be it.

You will kiss your wife.

What?

You heard me.

And I'd better be convinced that you mean it.

I don't have all day.

(scoffs)

Harder, like you mean it.

Hard.

Yes. Hard.

Yes.

Yes.

Bravo, bravo.

I better start hearing some claps,

or I'm gonna take some people out.

That's more like it.

(sobbing)

Okay.

Good.

I declare you back together again.

You may take your seats.

See?

That's the trouble with this country today.

There are no family values. People don't stick together.

First sign of trouble, they take a hike.

They... They throw the kid on a scrap heap.

The world's a mess because of adults.

Well, not in my court, by God.

(groans)

Welcome back, parasite.

You have something to say?

No.

Good.

Good. Good.

Well, I think things are shaking out quite nicely.

Don't you think, Alexandra?

Oh. Ooh.

You're so angry with me, aren't you?

See, I can tell when she gets mad because her lips,

they get real tight just like that.

You see that? Look at her.

Don't you get it?

I bask in your hatred.

It makes me feel warm and fuzzy all over.

You still with me, Jimmy?

TRIVETTE: Yeah, I'm here.

LaRUE: Where's Walker?

TRIVETTE: Still trying.

Send out the women and children, I'll see about a chopper.

(with Spanish accent): I don't want no stinking chopper, man.

(normal voice): I want to stay here

and play strip poker with Alexandra.

What are you doing, man? Turning down a chopper?

Hassling a D.A., waiting for some Ranger to show?

How's that gonna get us out of here?

Don't make me regret that I let you join my army.

Capice?

Here's the deal, Jimmy Crack Corn.

I want a television set so I can watch

this whole thing unfold on the news.

In return for what?

I-I don't kill anybody else. How's that?

Oh, oh, and I want a peanut butter,

banana, and bacon sandwich.

On white.

Figures.

Hey, there's no way we're giving you anything

until you release a hostage.

You understand me?

Alrighty then.

(gasps)

I just released one.

Yeah, yeah, she's released, all right.

( suspenseful theme playing)

( tense theme playing)

I'm still waiting.

Trivette, we need to take this place down now.

No. No.

He just killed a judge. No.

And there's nothing to stop him from killing everyone else.

♪ Getting hungry ♪

♪ Starting to select ♪

♪ A new target ♪

TRIVETTE: LaRue, I'll personally bring in

the television set and the sandwich,

but you have to start letting some hostages go.

The men can leave once you get inside.

TRIVETTE: I need 20 minutes.

Twenty minutes and counting.

(clears throat)

Oh, any word from Walker?

Don't forget, he's at the top of my list.

We're still trying to locate him.

"Trying" isn't going to get it.

Find him now.

( light rock action theme playing)

(gunshots)

Come on, Luke.

You waiting for sunset?

LaRUE: Okay, Buddy.

You may now open the gates of hell.

Clear the door. Sheriff, clear the door.

I didn't give you permission to approach the bench.

Where's Walker? We're trying to reaching him.

Here's your sandwich and your television set.

Let's see some hostages moving out of here.

I make the schedule around here, chief.

Now, you stay right where you are,

and keep your hands where I can see them.

Pat him down.

I don't even want a tick on him

that I don't know about.

You're not so big now.

He's clean.

LaRUE: Good.

Now bring me my sandwich and plug in the TV.

I want to hear what they're saying about me.

TRIVETTE: I kept my end of the deal.

Let the hostages go.

LaRUE: You're not listening.

I give the orders around here, Jim.

With the exception of Ranger Trivette,

all the men can now leave.

(men speaking indistinctly)

Hey, hey, aren't you forgetting something?

The stiffs.

You think I want them getting ripe on me?

Now, take them with you, or take your seats.

Let's go, move.

Yeah, two at a time.

Why don't you just grab... Yeah, both of you grab him. Go.

I'm getting very impatient here.

I'm very impatient.

Clear the door!

I said, clear the door!

What are you still doing here?

I'm not leaving without my wife and daughter.

Phil, please, just go.

No, Betty, I left you one too many times.

No more.

Oh.

Isn't that touching?

And you thought I'd never

do anything for society, huh?

Can I take them with me?

Please?

Don't press your luck, hero.

You can stay here with them.

Daddy.

(mumbling)

This bacon is hardly cooked.

Have you eaten a peanut butter, banana,

and hardly-cooked bacon sandwich?

I distinctly asked for bacon, crisp.

I don't remember you saying that.

You remember him saying "crisp," Alex?

No, he didn't.

I did too.

I always order it crisp.

Maybe it's the tension of the situation.

Shut up. Shut up.

I did say, "bacon, crisp."

You heard me. Crisp, right?

Yea? What did you hear me say?

Uh, yeah, crisp. You said crisp.

What about you?

Karen, what di...? What did you hear?

No.

You just said bacon.

Excuse me?

Excuse me?

"Bacon," that's all you said.

I put your family back together

and this is the thanks I get?

I'm officially reopening your case.

What the hell is this, man?

What the hell's what?

Playing dumb games with a kid,

moaning about your sandwich.

What is this crap?

When are we getting out of here?

You're not going anywhere.

Bull. He said.

He knows he's not getting out of here.

Tell him, LaRue.

We're getting out of here, right?

Just you and me.

Of course, just like I said.

He's using you.

Wait. Just... What? I...

Just go put your chains on him,

see how he likes that.

You still got time to get out of here alive, you know.

You're the one who ain't getting out of here alive.

Right, Victor? LaRUE: That's right.

That's right. That's right.

Because, he's not getting out of here alive,

and, you know, he's just an added attraction

to draw Walker in.

( action theme playing)

We've got to untie your hands, man,

that Ranger will run us to ground.

Let's go.

Go, go, go.

I'll tell you when I want the chopper.

I'll tell you when I want the money.

Don't bother me about that right now.

What I want to know is,

where the hell is Walker?

You might as well go ahead and take that chopper.

Walker's not here.

And what turkey-necked, peckerwood cop

am I speaking to now?

My name's C.D. Parker,

I'm a good friend of Cordell's

and Alex and Jimmy too.

Young man, if you hurt any of them,

you're going to answer to me.

Ooh-wee. Now I'm scared.

( laughs)

If Walker was a good friend,

he'd be here by now.

You better pray to whatever you pray to

that he ain't here, and don't you underestimate me.

Enough.

Enough.

If he doesn't get here soon,

your friend Jimmy and my friend Alexandra

are both going to get whacked.

Capice?

It's impossible, he can't get here.

Then you better start thinking up nice things

to say over the bodies.

REPORTER (on TV): The standoff is now going

into its fourth hour and there is no end in sight.

Police are apparently ready to meet

the notorious madman's demands,

but for reasons known only to him,

Victor LaRue isn't budging from the courtroom

where he killed five people

and continues to hold at least eight others...

"Notorious madman."

You all hear that? I could've been back at Loveless by now,

weaving baskets and socially interacting

with a better class of people.

Oh, well.

You didn't want the chopper in the first place, did you?

It was a nice thought at first. A...

A bit clichéd, but worth a try.

What do you mean, "at first"?

And the million dollars?

Don't they always ask for money?

Notice how it's always a million dollars?

I wonder why that is. I don't...

Did you notice they didn't mention you in the news report?

That means that they think you're a hostage just like us.

Who gave you permission

to address my troops?

You see, LaRue knows he's not getting out of here.

He doesn't plan to let anybody else out of here either,

including you.

Victor,

is that true?

Alas, Buddy.

Sad, but true.

But... You heard that reporter on the TV.

Even if they did give us a chopper and the money,

it'd be a trick.

There's...

There's no way we'd ever be able to escape.

I've already been deemed fit to stand trial. I...

I'd get the death penalty in a quick minute.

And they will kill me this time,

there's no avoiding it.

So why not go out

doing that which would give me

the most pleasure?

And what would that be?

I'm going to make passionate love

to Alexandra while her boyfriend,

Ranger Walker, watches.

Then I'm going to kill them both.

After that, who cares what happens?

(gasps)

And by the time I'm finished with you,

you'll be begging me for more.

LaRue!

TRIVETTE: LaRue! LaRue! (screams)

Oh, you disgust me.

LaRue! What?

You got a kid here!

You want her to grow up as twisted as you?

Who says she's going to grow up?

No. This crazy crap is going to stop right now.

I am stunned at the depth

of your ingratitude.

This is my courtroom now.

Give me the gun, Buddy.

I'll give you what's in it.

No.

Please, Buddy,

whatever you do, don't shoot me.

Look.

Look, I'm begging you, okay?

Don't... Don't kill me, okay? Please.

I thought that we were friends, you and me.

Hey, don't pull that stupid crap with me.

I saw what you did to the bailiff.

(sobbing): No, no, this is real this time.

Please, please don't kill me.

Please.

BUDDY: Yeah, right.

I'm going to put you out of your misery right now.

(gun clicks)

(clicking)

Got ya.

You didn't actually think that I'd leave

a loaded gun lying around, did you?

It isn't safe.

Oh, hey, man, p... Please.

Now, doesn't that sound familiar?

No!

( suspenseful theme playing)

Are we having fun yet, or what?

LaRue? LaRue?

Let the Mallory family go, all right?

No, I haven't made my ruling yet.

What ruling?

Which parent Karen will live with,

and which one will die.

LaRue, you're sick.

That's what I tried to tell them.

LaRue, let them go! Let them go.

Alex and I are the only hostages you need.

This is my show, Jim.

My show.

And there you go trying to run it again.

Oh, look.

Come on, man.

I'm trading my legs in on some wheels.

Come on, Rudy, he'll never catch us now.

( action theme playing)

Hi, folks.

Mind if I use your phone?

Where the hell is Walker?

He's probably afraid to show up.

It'll be a cold day in hell

before Walker's afraid of you, sport.

Oh. Welcome back, Jim.

And you are mistaken.

He's scared.

See, he remembers the last time we met.

It was beautiful.

You remember, don't you?

I had you.

I had you both.

(muffled scream)

Alex, you ready yet?

Please, don't hurt him.

No! Shut up!

Wasn't that fun?

Almost as fun as this is, right?

You remember what happened next?

I remember.

He was so helpless.

But at least that time he showed up.

And kicked your butt too.

For the second time.

(grunts)

(grunts)

No matter how long you live,

Walker will always be the better man.

What?

A couple of lucky punches.

Besides, that was then, and this is now.

I think you'll notice

that he hasn't arrived yet.

You may step down now.

You will step down now.

LaRue.

Down on your knees.

LaRue! LaRue, don't...

LaRUE: On your knees, Alexandra,

in front of me where you belong.

Don't do it, man.

LaRUE: Unbutton your blouse.

No.

Okay, Alexandra,

it's your call.

Three, two, one...

( yelling)

ALEX: No. ( LaRue laughs)

( suspenseful theme playing)

(panting)

( dramatic theme playing)

No!

OFFICER: Everybody move!

Stay back, now.

You know, Jimmy, in all my years

I never liked to see a body on a gurney.

This time I do.

I hear you, Big Dog.

REPORTER: Can we just get a statement from one of the officers inside?

OFFICER: Come on, now. Go back.

You need to give us some room here.

(people speaking indistinctly)

♪ See you in my dreams ♪

♪ You're all I need ♪

♪ And I'll relive The memories ♪

♪ Sweet memories ♪

♪ Won't you ♪ ♪ Of you and me ♪

♪ It's you and me forever ♪

♪ And if ♪ ♪ You are the sun ♪

♪ Tomorrow never comes ♪ ♪ My heart is one ♪

♪ I'll always love you ♪ ♪ My one true love ♪

♪ I see you in my dreams ♪

♪ You're all I need ♪

♪ And I'll relive The memories ♪

♪ Sweet memories ♪

♪ Won't you ♪ ♪ Of you and me ♪

♪ It's you and me forever ♪

♪ And if ♪ ♪ You are the sun ♪

♪ Tomorrow never comes ♪ ♪ My heart is one ♪

♪ I'll always love you ♪ ♪ My one true love ♪