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( light rock action theme playing)

( dramatic theme playing)

NARRATOR: Last time on Walker, Texas Ranger:

What, you're...? You gonna jump?

Yeah, I'll see you on the ground.

Ah! Oh, no! Oh!

Whoa.

Oh, yeah.

(cheering)

Whoa, yeah!

Hell, yeah.

(crowd cheering)

(whimpers)

(grunts)

Dad!

( melancholy theme playing)

Thunder?

KATIE (whispers): We had a wonderful life together.

And I'm really grateful for that.

I just wish it didn't have to end so soon.

But I know you're in a better place.

And don't worry about us, sweetheart.

We'll be fine.

Mom?

(sobbing): Trent. Oh, Trent.

WALKER: Someone is randomly killing cops.

Or killing people who happen to be cops.

( ominous theme playing)

You were one heck of a competitor.

One heck of a teacher.

( motivational theme playing)

(groans)

Okay, okay. I feel better.

What are your plans?

( suspenseful theme playing)

MAN: Easy, easy, Mitch.

Don't you recognize me?

Yeah.

(electronic beep)

(grunts)

TRENT: You know, I thought I had

my future all figured out.

But now, I just don't know.

Trent, your daddy was a hard man.

He was a good man, but he was a hard man.

He never took that picture out of his Bible.

Never.

Aren't you...?

(grunting)

Give it back to him.

What'd you say?

(screams)

BULLY: Yeah. (groaning)

You wanna talk about it?

There's nothing to talk about, Trent.

I'm not you, okay?

WOMAN: My preliminary investigation

shows it to be consistent with the other killings:

close range and face to face.

MAN: Hi, Danny, it's me.

OFFICER: What are you doing?

(grunting)

( soft choir theme playing)

(gunshot)

CARLOS: Why don't you join the police force?

TRENT: You know why, Carlos.

We was just kids, man. You... You gotta let that go.

Hey, that doesn't make it any easier.

Why does that mean you can't join the force?

Because I won't carry a gun, Carlos.

But, how do you get through the Army without carrying a gun?

Simple, I used my martial-arts training

to become a hand-to-hand combat instructor.

Still afraid of heights?

Heh. Sure am, Ranger Walker.

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♪ 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 ♪

All right, guys. Fighting stance.

High block.

Punch.

Kick.

Where's my kiai?

(giggles)

Here, I wanna hear a kiai, okay? Okay.

Okay. Punch. Kick. BOTH: Kiai.

Good, good. High block.

Punch. Kick.

BOTH: Kiai.

Good. That's it, guys.

High block. Punch.

Hey, Tommy, would you like to learn?

No.

I would if I were you.

Tyler.

Guys, you keep practicing what I showed you.

(yelling): I know what happened.

Roscoe called to see if you were okay.

Adam told me the whole story.

I want you to know, I'm real proud of you.

For what? Getting my butt kicked?

No, for standing up to those guys.

Look, Tommy, I'm your brother. I wanna help.

Now, there are a lot of things that I can't teach you,

but this is something that I can.

Nice one, nice one.

Keep those elbows in. Keep those elbows in.

Guard yourself. Guard yourself.

Nice and loose. Nice and relaxed.

Okay, recoil. You wanna recoil there.

You wanna bring that ankle down a little bit.

That's the one. That's a boy. Thattaboy.

Not bad, Malloys. That's it. Come on.

Hey, hey. Hey, Carlos.

Maybe this is something I oughta pick up.

I've only been telling you that for what, uh, 20 years?

CARLOS: I'm a little slow.

DISPATCHER: All units in the vicinity of Pearl and McKinney,

report of a domestic disturbance at 2216 Oak Lawn.

Repeat. 2216 Oak Lawn.

That's right down the street. Yeah.

I'll see you guys later. Okay.

CARLOS: Dispatch, this is A-14. I've got it.

All right, remember, relax, keep the elbows in.

CARLOS: Dispatch, A-14 on scene. 2216 Oak Lawn.

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CARLOS: How you doing?

All right. Everything okay?

Mm-hm. Just fine. False alarm.

Best kind to have.

(laughs)

All right. I'll see you later.

I don't know, Walker.

The idea of some nut out there

randomly gunning down police officers.

I don't think that's what we're dealing with here.

What do you mean?

Well, let's go back to the first shooting.

Officer Williams makes a routine traffic stop

on a deserted stretch of road.

Now, how did the shooter know where to be

at that exact time and that exact location?

You think he's stalking them?

Yeah, I do, and I'll tell you why.

Mitch Williams was a DPS Officer for seven years.

He was no rookie.

The driver he pulled over

stated that as she was pulling away,

she saw another vehicle pull behind the police car.

She also stated that she saw a man get out,

start walking toward Officer Williams.

Now, what's the first thing you do when you feel threatened?

Unsnap the safety strap from my sidearm.

That's right.

Take a look at this.

He knew the shooter.

Easy. Easy, Mitch.

Don't you recognize me?

Yeah.

Exactly.

( suspenseful theme playing)

Hey, Trent, guess what I've got?

I got tickets to the Mav's game this weekend. You interested?

Who are they playing?

Chicago.

I'm interested. (chuckles)

Thought you would be.

How's Tommy doing?

He's doing good. Real good.

Ugh.

You know, I'm kind of gettin' to enjoy this.

Ah!

You call that karate? I'll show you karate.

Ah!

Oh, no. Moses, come back. Come back.

We haven't rinsed you off. Moses.

Peanut, pass me the Phillips.

Um, okay.

Thank you.

"Nevertheless, he still had some more questions.

How's it possible for...?"

Oh, no, not again.

( melancholy theme playing)

Tommy? Tommy.

What's goin' on?

I got into it with the same guy: Scott.

I was doing good, but then his two buddies jumped in and...

They all train over at the Jake Lyons Karate School.

They really know their karate, you know.

Those guys know nothing about karate.

(sniffs)

( grunts)

(man grunting)

MAN 1: No, no, no, no. MAN 2: Oh, man.

MAN 1: You call that a round kick?

Ugh.

INSTRUCTOR: Yeah, it's hard to breathe

when you don't keep your hands up.

That's a round kick.

Yes, sir.

( suspenseful theme playing)

Everybody break.

What can I do for you?

Can we talk in private?

INSTRUCTOR: Well, actually I'm a little busy,

so, uh, if you have something to say, say it.

Some of your students beat up my brother.

INSTRUCTOR: Really?

Well, maybe you should sign him up for some karate lessons.

(snickering)

He doesn't need your kind of lessons.

No?

No, and let me tell you something else,

if any of your students ever touch my brother again,

I'm gonna come back here

and I'm gonna whip your butt all over this mat.

(snickers)

Hey, don't walk away from me.

You're gonna whip my butt all over this mat?

If I see you again, that's it!

(typing)

How's it going with the arrest reports?

Slow, slow.

They were all good cops.

Past few years,

we're talking hundreds of arrests between 'em.

Hm. Well, keep at it.

We gotta get a break sometime.

I'll see you later.

All right. Where you going?

Oh, the mayor asked me to brief the city council.

No, more he told me to.

Unless you wanna do it?

No, no.

You sure? Yes.

Well, I tried.

Hey, Tommy?

You don't have to worry about those guys anymore.

Why? What's up?

I went over to that karate school

and had a little talk with their teacher.

You did what?

I was trying to help.

Trying to help?

Who asked you, Trent?

You know, you're not Dad, and you never will be.

( suspenseful theme playing)

(phone rings)

Yeah, Ranger Trivette.

I need to talk to Ranger Walker.

I see here where he's leading up

this investigation on the cop killer.

Is that right?

Yes, he is, but he's not available. Can I help you?

Can I have your name, sir?

Yeah, Sergeant Bill Douglas, Dallas P.D., two years retired.

All right, Sergeant Douglas, what can I do for you?

I may have some information on this cop killing.

If you have information,

why don't you tell me what you got?

No, not over the phone, Ranger.

You never know who might be listening.

All right, why don't you tell me

where you're at and I'll be right over?

2837 Angus, apartment 21.

(dial tone)

( melancholy theme playing)

Roscoe.

Trent.

Do you have a minute?

For you? Always.

Have a seat.

So how are things going for ya?

Fine.

Well... No, actually. Not fine.

As a matter of fact, pretty much rotten.

I've got a job I can't stand and a younger brother

who thinks I'm the biggest jerk in the entire universe.

Hm. Really?

I mean, you know, Roscoe, I was good at being in the Army.

I-I knew what needed to be done, and I knew how to do it,

but this, I'm just no good at it.

Part of me thinks I should just go and reenlist.

For unto whomsoever much is given,

of him much shall be required.

Luke, Chapter 12.

Yeah.

I see you've got a little bit

of the Thunder in you after all, huh?

You know, Trent, the Lord has given you

some pretty extraordinary gifts.

Now, granted, he's given you some burdens too,

but it's gonna be up to you to decide which,

the burdens or the gifts, win out in the end.

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Sergeant Douglas,

this is James Trivette, Texas Ranger.

Sergeant Douglas?

( dramatic theme playing)

Ugh.

(groaning)

(struggled breathing)

Police!

Oh, jeez.

It's Bill Douglas.

(gasping, coughing)

Oh, my God. He's still alive.

10-71.10-71.

We've got an officer down. 2837 Angus. 2837 Angus.

Coming through! Coming through!

Coming through.

We got a double GSW to the chest.

Only one exit wound. Lost a lot of blood.

Pulse thready. Blood pressure, 85/30.

Everybody ready? Yeah.

One, two, three.

Got it. Got it.

Everybody quiet.

Let's get another line in.

Shallow on the left.

No breath on the right lung. Roll.

Exit wound.

Upper right, no breath.

Shallow on the left. All right, I need a trauma kit.

We need a portable chest, stat.

MAN: All right.

His pressure's dropping, 60/30.

All right, open up the fluids. What's his blood type?

O-positive.

O-positive, B and C, six units.

O-pos, stat.

WOMAN: We're losing him. No pulse.

He's in V-tach. Let's defibrillate.

Two hundred joules.

Charging.

Clear.

Pulse? No pulse.

DOCTOR: Three hundred.

Charging.

DOCTOR: Clear.

DOCTOR: Pulse? NURSE: No pulse.

DOCTOR: Three-sixty.

Charging.

Clear.

Pulse?

NURSE: We got a heartbeat.

All right, all right. Thank you, Lord.

DOCTOR: He's suffered a tremendous trauma.

Quite a bit of blood loss.

Both bullets missed the heart by less than an inch.

One passed through cleanly.

We removed the second during surgery.

What caliber was it?

DOCTOR: Probably a .38.

Is Jimmy gonna be all right, doctor?

Of course he's gonna be all right, Alex.

He's strong, he's healthy...

Actually, Ms. Cahill, it's too early to tell.

He is stable now, but the next 48 hours are critical.

If you have any questions, don't hesitate to contact me.

Cordell, me and Alex

talked it over and we're gonna stay here in shifts.

You know, just in case something comes up.

I want you to find the fella that did this,

and when you find him...

(voice cracking): if you don't bring him in,

that's sure as hell all right with me.

TRENT: I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have just gone to the karate school.

I should've talked to you first.

And I know I'm not Thunder. I'm not trying to be.

You know, Tommy, this is new for all of us,

and the only way it's gonna work is if we help each other.

I can't do this by myself.

Well, that's for sure.

(chuckles)

(sighs)

Good.

TRENT: All right.

(grunting)

He's looking pretty good, isn't he?

Uh-huh. Yeah.

All right. That's right. Come on.

C.D.: Jimmy, I don't know if you can hear me or not.

I just wanna talk to you.

I wanna apologize for, uh... For kiddin' ya so damn much.

I... I don't... I don't mean anything by that.

(sobbing)

I, uh...

You're a mighty good fella.

I mean, you're a good person,

and, of course, you're a good Ranger too.

Jim, if I ever had a son...

I'd want him to be just like you.

Don't you die on me.

Don't you die, Jimmy.

Are those the ballistic reports from Jimmy's shooting?

Yeah.

Take a look at this.

Trivette was shot with Bill Douglas' .38 service revolver,

but Douglas was shot with the same 9 mm

that killed the other four officers.

I don't get it.

I mean, why would the killer

shoot Jimmy with a different gun?

I don't know.

But there's someone I can go see

who may help me answer that question.

I'll see you a little later.

Okay.

( suspenseful theme playing)

Hello, doctor.

Oh, Ranger Walker.

I need to ask you a question.

Oh, of course. Please, have a seat.

Thanks.

WAITRESS: Do y'all want a menu? Nothing, thanks.

Oh, okay.

Uh...

why did he use Bill Douglas' gun to shoot Trivette?

Well, given the often twisted logic of a serial killer,

the use of a different gun to shoot Ranger Trivette

makes perfect sense.

Well, just...

Just assume for a moment that your theory is correct,

and that the shootings are not random,

and the killer has some sort of vendetta against these officers.

Well, in that case, the killer would...

Would plan out each murder in minute detail.

So Trivette wasn't part of his plan.

Exactly.

His shooting wasn't a part of the vendetta.

It was purely a case of survival on the part of the shooter.

Ranger Trivette was just

in the wrong place at the wrong time.

What does all this mean?

He's lost his pattern,

and from this point on, anything can happen.

I mean, anything.

Whoever this maniac is,

he's just become a complete loose cannon.

Jeez, what took you so long? You see this?

A $300 silk scarf. She had it in her purse.

Three hundred dollars for that thing?

And you have the nerve to call me a thief?

Oh, please.

Come on.

Okay, this better be good, Malloy.

( dramatic theme playing)

Carlos.

(clock tolls 12:00)

(shoppers screaming)

(clock tolling)

Okay, Trent,

can you give me a description of the guy in the mall?

Yeah, he, uh,

was wearing a gray overcoat, um, black shirt, black pants.

Um, he was wearing these black boots with, uh, silver tips.

I'd say he was about 5'11", 6 feet. Maybe 200 pounds.

Dark-haired.

Officer Sandoval,

can you give me a name to that description?

It couldn't be. H-He's still in prison.

Who is?

Rod Barkley.

He was a metro cop.

(beeps)

Alex, can you pull a file on a Rod Barkley?

Used to be at the Metro P.D.

Okay. Get it to me as soon as you can, will ya?

Thanks.

You wanna tell me about it?

(sighs)

It was about three years ago.

I was out on the third shift, around 2 a.m.

Call came over the radio. A high-speed pursuit on 6-35.

I was in the vicinity so I joined the pursuit.

You know how it is after a chase.

The adrenaline, the fear. We were all worked up.

(police siren)

( dramatic theme playing)

Get out of the car. Now!

Get out of the car now!

All right. Take it easy.

Jeez, what's the big deal?

What's the big deal?

(grunts)

You wanna know what the big deal is?

Ugh!

(grunting)

OFFICER 1: Grab him, grab him.

OFFICER 2: Get him off, man.

(groaning)

OFFICER 3: What are you doing?

OFFICER 1: Get off! Get off!

(all clamoring)

OFFICER 2: Take is easy. Ugh!

Take it easy.

OFFICER 3: Come on.

All right, all right. Aargh!

CARLOS: It happened so fast. We were all shocked.

Barkley just lost it.

I mean, he almost killed the kid.

What happened to Barkley?

Charges were brought up against him on attempted murder.

At first he was gonna fight it,

but when he found out we weren't gonna back him up,

he pled it out.

Took a six to ten with assault with a deadly.

As part of the agreement

he got to serve it at a federal facility,

someplace in California, I think.

Lompoc.

He was cited three times for excessive force,

numerous citizen complaints,

and twice investigated by the IAD.

He just got released

on good behavior three months ago.

Where does he live?

4100 Buckner Boulevard.

Can you get me a warrant?

You bet.

( suspenseful theme playing)

(police sirens wailing)

OFFICER 1: All right, this way.

OFFICER 2: Yes, sir.

( dramatic theme playing)

Police, open up.

Police, open up!

(beeping)

Police. Open up.

OFFICER 1: You all right? OFFICER 2: Yeah, I'm fine.

( ominous theme playing)

Dispatch, this is Ranger Walker.

DISPATCHER: Go ahead, Ranger Walker.

Patch me through to Carlos Sandoval, Dallas P.D.

Officer Sandoval is 10-7.

What's his 20?

118 Providence Way.

Whoa, I better be getting back to work.

I'll walk you out.

CARLOS: After you, partner. Thank you.

Homework. Who's got it?

Not me. Nope.

Done, done, done.

Oh, bah. All right.

CARLOS: Thanks again for saving my butt.

(chuckling)

Seriously, Trent, I mean,

you've got some amazing instincts and abilities.

There's gotta be some way for you to use 'em,

and I don't mean at the mall.

Actually, I've been thinking about that myself,

and I think I may have found the answer.

So, what is it?

I'll tell you soon, but I, uh, promised someone else

that they'd be the first to know.

Well, I'll be the second.

You got it.

See you later, buddy. All right.

(tires screech)

Hey, Carlos. (bell tolls)

(grunts)

Let's go!

( dramatic theme playing)

(siren blares)

They're up there. Let's go.

( suspenseful theme playing)

(gunshot)

(gunshot)

Trent!

What's wrong?

I'm sorry. I-It's the height. I-I can't.

It's okay, buddy. It's okay. Come on.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Don't worry about it. You stay there.

( eerie whispers)

Oh.

( dramatic theme playing)

(grunts)

Oh!

(both grunting)

Take it easy. Jeez. What's the big deal?

What's the big deal?

Take it easy. Take it easy. What's... What's the big deal?

What's the big... What's the big deal?

(grunting)

(screams)

Walker, you're gonna fall with me if you don't let me go.

(grunts)

CARLOS: Trent. Hang on, buddy.

Okay, give me your hand.

All right. All right.

( joyous orchestral theme playing)

(all panting)

Looks like you overcame your fear of heights, Carlos.

Now, who's afraid of heights?

Get me off this thing.

(snoring)

(snoring)

Welcome back, partner.

I might need a couple of days off.

Well, Thunder, you sure left me some pretty big shoes to fill.

And you know what?

That's the best thing you could've left me.

I know what I wanna do now.

I wanna help people.

Might not be able to help them the way that you did,

but I can help them my way.

I hope this doesn't come too late, Dad.

I love you.

(whimpers)

And, Dad...

I know you love me too.

(whimpering)

So how's the shoulder?

(grunts)

Better.

Sorry I asked.

You know, Trent,

I've been thinking about your future.

Well, that makes two of us.

Now, you said that you wanna help people,

but you won't carry a gun.

So my thoughts are

that maybe you should become a karate teacher...

Private investigator.

Private investigator?

Karate teacher?

BOTH: Hmm.

Well, what do you think?

I think this is it.

( upbeat theme playing)

Hey! Hey!

(giggles)

Oh, you didn't...

Man, it is so great that Walker

helped you get this thing started.

There's a lot of people out there

that really need the martial arts.

That's not all they need.

Tommy, just the man I was looking for.

Here, take this out to the trash for me.

Why me? Now, you see,

that might be an excellent question

to ask your older brother,

but it's a lousy question to ask your sensei.

W-Why do I get the feeling

there's gonna be times when I'm really gonna hate this?

(laughing)

Come on. Let's get back to work.

Do you really think that you can compete against us, punk?

Yeah. Yeah, I do.

I guess we'll see about that.

Why do I get the feeling that there's gonna be times

when I'm really gonna enjoy this?

(laughs)

ALL: One, two, three.

(laughing and groaning)

Well, there's only one thing else to do.

Trent, you have the honors.

Thank you, sir.

Yay.

(everyone cheers)

All right.

TRENT: Hiya, Hiya, Hiya... EVERYONE: Hai. Hai. Hai...

(phone rings)

Thunder Karate.

Yes, we accept children 5 and up.

(buzzer)

(buzzer)

Trent Malloy, when all else fails.

(yells karate command)

Tommy.

KATIE: He'll be right with you. All right.

Would you like to come down and get a schedule?

All right, thank you.

Thank you. I'll see you then.

This is Trent Malloy.

(yelling)

I see, and how long has he been stalking you?

Have you gone to the police?

I can help you.

All right, give me your address.

(yelling)

I'll be right there.

Mom, I gotta go.

Tommy's taking charge of the class.

(yelling)

I hope you can help that woman.

And, son, be careful, okay?

I hope so too. I always am.

THUNDER: And seeing the multitudes, he went up into a mountain.

When he was set, his disciples came unto him.

And he opened his mouth, and taught them, saying,

"Blessed are the poor in spirit,

"for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

"Blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be comforted.

"Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.

"Blessed are they which hunger and thirst for righteousness,

"for they shall be filled.

"Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy.

"Blessed are the pure at heart, for they shall see God.

"And blessed are the peacemakers,

for they shall be called the children of God."

( joyous orchestral 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 ♪