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( light rock action theme playing)

These cars keep going back and forth here all the time.

My sinuses... I'm telling you,

my sinuses... (speaks indistinctly)

Get back here! I'm still talking, for crying out loud.

What's going...? (car horn honks)

Hey. I wanna talk to you guys.

Morning, Charlie. How you doing?

How am I doing? How does it look like I'm doing?

I'm staying out here in the rain, dying. Come on.

You know, this community service, guys, is one thing.

But you know what this is called?

Cruel and unusual punishment.

Ha-ha. Charlie, it's not that bad.

It's not that bad, huh?

Let me just tell you guys what you have done for me, okay?

I mean, from me working out here

and unmessing Texas, okay?

I mean, not only you're ruining my weekends,

but you're wrecking my health.

(cell phone ringing) Oh, and not to mention,

totally, unconditionally, destroying my love life.

Yeah? Guys, come on,

I haven't gotten anything for weeks.

Well, Charlie, you only have 562 hours to go.

Oh, that's great. That's wonderful.

I have a lot to look forward to.

I mean, what, for the next ten, 15 years here

just picking up roadkill?

That was Doug Foster. The FBI needs our help.

Later, Charlie. Wait a... Wait a minute...

Get your arm out of the way. But wait, wait.

I'm... I'm not done complaining yet!

I ain't done com...

Come on! Why can't I catch a break around here?!

You, huh? (thunder rumbling)

MAN: Maxwell Cronert's holed up in there with his wheelman.

Cronert the bomber? Yeah.

A.k.a. the Iceman.

I wonder what he's doing in Dallas.

(cell phone ringing)

Yeah?

MAN: You know who this is?

Yeah.

Lone Star Bar, 5 p.m., George.

You got it?

ICEMAN: Got it.

Lone Star Bar, 5, George.

( tense theme playing)

(beeping)

All right, check it out.

We got company.

ICEMAN: Start the car. I'll make them some lunch.

(beeping)

(beeping)

Bomb! Get out!

Hey, you all right?

(officers shouting)

(engine starts)

( action theme playing)

ICEMAN: Come on, Flynn. They're right behind us.

I got something that'll slow 'em down.

TRIVETTE: Walker!

Look out!

(horn honking)

Hang on. I'm gonna bump him.

All right.

ICEMAN: All right,

I'm through playing around.

FLYNN: Get that out of here! It... It's gonna blow!

(Flynn screaming)

(siren wailing in distance)

Is that the Iceman?

He's still alive.

Walker, that guy looks just like Ch...

Yeah, he does.

Charlie Brooks.

( 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 ♪

BOY: Tiger Cat to flight deck.

Tiger Cat to flight deck.

Requesting permission to approach.

Oh, this is flight deck. Permission granted, Tiger Cat.

Bring her in.

Nice job, Captain Sloan.

Thanks, Mom. Can we go home now?

MAN: Excuse me, Erica. The bank examiner wants to

review security measures for the vault.

I'll be there in a minute, Tom.

Sorry, kiddo.

That's okay, Mom.

Thanks, honey.

Tiger Cat to flight deck.

Tiger Cat to flight deck...

FOSTER: The doctors don't know when he'll regain consciousness,

which is a big problem.

Now, we know the Iceman was in town for a major job,

but, Walker, that's all we know.

No, it isn't. No, hey. Look at this.

I dug that up on the Iceman's HPC.

Last entry. Hm.

"Lone Star Bar. Five. George."

Sounds like the specifics for a meet.

Yeah, it does.

Any idea who the Iceman was in town to link up with?

Yeah, the Vickers crew.

George Vickers?

Do you know him?

Yeah, I know him.

Look, maybe all we need to do

is show up at the Lone Star tonight and bag him.

No, Vickers is too smart for that.

He'll send a middleman.

And the middleman won't show

unless the Iceman shows.

Well, then... looks like we've hit a dead end.

(elevator bell dings)

Trivette...

think he would do it?

CHARLIE: No, no, no, no, no, no.

I mean, let's get serious. Who could possibly think

that I look like this... Iceman guy, huh?

I can answer that, Mr. Brooks.

(country music playing on jukebox)

Oh.

He does look like me, don't he?

Mm-hm.

Yeah, but this guy's got... I mean, he looks horrid here.

See, I don't want to end up looking like this,

okay? You won't.

Piece of cake.

Slick your hair back like Lee Van Cleef,

give him a couple of tough moves like this.

You can do it.

Look, Charlie, if you do this,

I'll put a good word in to Judge Weston.

We all will.

Time out here. Time out. Time out.

Are my ears hearing me right, here?

Are we talking about...

walking on my community service stuff?

So, what do you think?

I mean, just slick my hair back, uh... and...

And... no more community service,

uh... and look tough.

Yeah, why not? I mean, uh, what could possibly go wrong?

( blues rock theme playing)

You're late, Magill.

And you know how much we hate waiting.

You got a job for me or what?

The Iceman's coming to town.

You and your boys be at the Lone Star at 5.

If he checks out, give me a call.

MAGILL: Hm.

TRIVETTE: Charlie, meet Maxwell Cronert.

CHARLIE: Whoa. TRIVETTE: Alias the Iceman.

Served time with the SEALs,

till he got kicked out.

TRIVETTE: Explosives expert, safecracker, killer.

Wanted for murder, robbery and assault.

Boy, this... This guy's a regular one-man crime wave here, huh?

I mean, you already got him, so why... Why bring me in on it?

We want the Iceman's boss.

(typing, computer beeping)

George Vickers.

Lots of arrests and not enough convictions.

His gang has pulled at least ten major jobs

in the last two years.

And they don't leave witnesses.

This Iceman's got some real cute little friends here, huh?

Well, actually, Vickers has never met the Iceman.

TRIVETTE: But he knew Flynn.

They did time together at Elgin.

He's gonna expect him to show tonight too.

CHARLIE: Hey, wait, wait, wait, wait.

What, should I be taking notes here or something?

I mean, who's this Flynn guy?

He's the Iceman's wheelman.

He didn't make it to the hospital.

We're gonna have to come up with a reason why he's a no-show.

Well, that's no problem. I'll just say:

"I iced him."

The Iceman iced him. I... iced him.

Ha-ha-ha! How's that?

Maybe it won't come up.

Huh?

ERICA: Are you telling me, Mr. Wallace,

we won a vacation to Lake Ray Hubbard?

BOY: Can we go, Mom? Can we, please?

I've always wanted to go to the lake.

And remember, you promised we were gonna try

and spend more time together.

Well, Mr. Wallace, looks like you're gonna have yourself

a couple of guests this weekend.

(laughs): Excellent. Now, you wait and see.

You're gonna have yourselves the time of your life.

Okay, all right, all right.

Okay, the ignition box... This thing

it connects with the, uh... Okay, the detonator.

Which is this thingamabobby here, right?

Blasting cap. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Okay, the blasting cap. Good, good. And...

Then we take, uh, a blasting cap,

and just wire it right into the old C-14 here.

C-4, Charlie.

Eh... Whatever, whatever.

All right, look, let's... Let's try this once more.

Wait a minute. Wait. Why don't we do it a thousand more times?

Look, nobody told me that I should be making no bombs.

You know that? Nobody.

The last thing in the world

we want you to do, Charlie, is make a bomb.

But you got to be able to talk the talk, just in case.

Okay. I understand what you're saying, okay?

You want me to be like the real Iceman, right?

Yeah, because he's one cool customer.

Unbeknownst to you, Walk,

that's no stretch for me, all right?

Because "cool" happens to be my middle name.

So let's just show me the moves.

Just show me what goes on here,

what makes this Iceman special. Come on.

And this was my idea.

All right, look, when it comes to blasting caps,

he's a true original.

Now, SOP is you take a pair of pliers...

All right, all right. Give 'em to me.

And you crimp the leads behind a shield.

The Iceman uses his teeth.

If you do it wrong, you blow your head off.

Uh-huh. You know, uh...

that... That guy sounds like a...

I mean, A... A-a real wacko.

I mean, that's... That's insane.

Well, that's why they call him the Iceman.

( slow blues rock theme playing)

WALKER: According to the plan, he's supposed to meet here

at the Lone Star Bar at 5 p.m.

FOSTER: Now, you're gonna wear this.

It's the latest in microcircuitry.

We'll hear everything you're saying.

We can also track you.

FOSTER: Your contact will never suspect you've been wired.

This bolo is a trademark of the Iceman's.

Even if Vickers pats you down,

it won't arouse any suspicion.

All right, according to the Iceman's computer,

you just walk into the bar and ask for George.

Then wait for him to contact you.

TRIVETTE: When he does, stall him.

Tell him you're not gonna do the job

unless Vickers agrees to a bigger payoff.

And then we'll follow him to his boss.

And then we'll nail Vickers.

Yeah, but w-what if this contact... You know, contact guy

gets upset about me upping the ante?

You stay cool. All right?

You stay put. You give us the word.

Like, you mean, a... Like a code-word word, you mean?

Something like that? But what is it?

Well, you name it.

Okay. Okay, if, you know...

If things start to heat up... hot.

All right. We'll come running.

All right, put that on. That's the Iceman's leather jacket.

You carry that. That'll complete the disguise.

Now, remember, Charlie,

stay calm and don't say any more than you have to.

What? I look stupid here or something, or what?

Come on.

All right. Here we go.

Okay.

(crowd chattering)

(rock music playing over speakers)

All right. So far everything is cool, huh?

CHARLIE (over radio): Okay... I'm walking.

I'm, uh... I'm looking for George.

Are you, uh... George?

No, I'm trouble. Hey, hey.

All right, take it easy. Take it easy, guys.

Hey, I'm cool. I'm cool. I'm cool.

Yeah, I am. Ha-ha! I'm ticklish.

He's gonna blow it.

Turn around.

You know, it is getting a little warm in here.

Look, there's my friends. Hi, guys!

( action theme playing)

Hold it, hold it, hold it.

Split up.

You go that way. We'll get that cowboy.

Got it.

CHARLIE: Hot, hot. Hot, hot. I'll go check it out.

Uh-oh. It's hot, Walker, H-O-T.

Hot, hot, Walker. Hot.

(grunting)

(grunts)

Charlie, get out of there.

Walker. Oh, man, it's sure good to see you.

Who d...? Who did this?

WALKER: You did.

Now get back in the bar and act tough.

Yeah. okay. okay. Good.

Good. Good. Good. Okay, I'll be, uh... I be tough.

I be cool. I be good.

(rock music playing on jukebox)

Yo!

And next time...

you don't send boys to do a man's job.

You understand? Now whiskey, straight up.

You leave the bottle.

Ha!

I think your package just arrived.

(gags)

(coughing)

That's real... smooth.

Your reputation is well-deserved, Iceman.

You, um...?

You George?

No. But I'll take you to him.

No. Some other time, okay?

You just tell Vickers that I need a bigger cut.

I think it would be better

if you told him that yourself, personally.

( ominous theme playing)

Sure is hot out here, huh?

Back of the bar. H-O-T, hot.

I'll turn up the a.c. Get in.

(static buzzing on radio)

TRIVETTE: Uh-oh. Charlie's transmitter must have fallen off.

Wow. This is one hot machine, huh?

Something's going on. Charlie's not talking.

Well, if he's not talking, something is wrong. Let's go.

This is one white-hot mama.

Shut up.

MAN: What's going on?

(crowd chattering)

(tires screeching)

MAN: Hey. What's goin' on?

Oh, no, Walker. He's gone.

( dramatic theme playing)

( suspenseful theme playing)

Hey!

This is as far as I go, Iceman.

Thanks for that really hot ride.

This is really a... A hot garage here.

Walker, where are you?

You're right behind me, right? Huh?

You are? Are you? Because I'd be getting nervous

if I was here all alo-one, you know?

( rock theme playing)

Uh-oh. (door opens, closes)

Check that...

Check that one right now.

Guess what.

(singsong voice): I'm not alone.

Who were the guys that went out the back?

Ha. How should I know?

Did we mention it was important?

Okay. Um...

One of them, think his name is Magill.

Yeah. Drives a Lamborghini.

Oh, but the other guy, the... Scary one.

Hey, man, I ain't never seen him before.

WALKER: Okay, you can leave.

Scary one? Is he talking about Charlie?

I'm afraid he is.

Magill says you're tough, Iceman.

Yeah, that's right.

I am tough. Real tough.

And hot.

Where's Flynn?

Who?

Your driver.

Oh, yeah. That jerk, huh?

I iced him.

I told him to go get me a double latte.

And it wasn't hot enough, huh?

Check him for bugs.

( tense theme playing)

He's clean.

VICKERS: All right, Iceman,

you're with us from here on.

We'll run a rehearsal in the morning,

then pull the job Saturday morning.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

I, uh... (chuckles)

I haven't got my gear, see?

No, I need timers, C-4, depinators.

"Depinators?"

Yeah.

Depinating... detonators.

State-of-the-art, cutting-edge technology.

Well, that's covered.

I already picked up all that stuff.

Now, let's go.

Guy must be living right.

Look at this.

Three Lamborghinis, one Magill, Ted.

And guess what?

What?

Our Magill loves exotic autos.

Especially stealing them.

You have a lead on him? Yep.

Then let's go see him.

Gettin' an early start on the weekend, Ms. Sloan?

Sure am, Ernie. Ross and I are headed

up to Lake Ray Hubbard for the weekend.

Oh, well, good for you.

That Ross is a real good boy, Miss Sloan.

Say hi to him for me, okay?

I will. You have a good weekend, Ernie.

Hm. Well, ma'am, I'll be workin', but I'll try my best.

Ortiz, monitors! Kyle, the guard!

Nash, stairwell!

( action theme playing)

(men shouting indistinctly)

Clear!

VICKERS: Okay, let's go.

Let's go. Come on, move!

(panting)

Let's go!

Ooh, I... I knew I should have stayed on the road crew.

(coughs)

(Charlie grunting)

I'm gonna get that Walker now, boy.

(grumbling): I mean it.

(groans)

(groans)

(panting)

All right, 4:22.

Five minutes for you to blow the vault,

ten minutes to make the haul,

and we're back on the road in less than 20 minutes,

with an easy 7 mil. (grunting)

Let's go.

(panting)

Gee, that's great.

( suspenseful theme playing)

Unless someone's got a problem,

we hit Travis Towers Saturday morning.

(muffled): Hey. Wait a minute.

I wanna tell you guys something,

'cause I got a big problem here, okay?

Because if I don't figure out a way

how to equalize the nitotron with the schramstigator...

The, uh, techno oxydron won't energize right.

What are you talking about?

What am I talking about?

I'm talking about the C-4 you guys gave me, all right?

It's too old, unreliable.

Come on. Come on.

We need new stuff here. Here. Smell it.

That stuff came straight from the armory at Killeen.

Oh, is that right, wise guy? That's right.

Did you read the serial numbers?

You check the dates on this?

This stuff is as old as D-day.

I have an easy way to settle this.

We test what we have.

That's right. We...

Test what we have. T... We test what we have.

TRIVETTE: We're in luck.

Our Mr. Magill is in.

Why don't you take the back?

All right.

It's open.

It ain't now.

Okay. It's closed.

That's definitely closed.

Do it.

(saw whirring) MAN: All right, you got it.

(man talking indistinctly)

I still can't hear you.

Magill. Come here.

Will you get him?!

(grunting)

(man grunts)

Well, I got him.

Yeah, you sure did.

Where's Vickers and the Iceman?

Never heard of them.

You ever heard of 30 years in prison?

Yeah. Instead of buying these, you'll be making 'em.

Vickers said he had a big job planned for this weekend.

That's all I know. I swear.

Ow.

CHARLIE: Ignition box.

Blasting caps.

C-14... I mean, four.

Oh, boy. How much... How much would I...?

That's enough to blow a vault?

Yeah. It's enough to blow a vault, huh?

What do you think?

This is the first time I did something like this or what?

What are you doing here?

I wanted to see the great Iceman at work.

Go on.

Make an impression.

Oh, yeah?

Well, just don't faint on me, okay?

You're nuts.

Biting a blasting cap.

Ow.

(groans)

( playful theme playing)

Okay, stay calm. I'm the Iceman.

I'm the Iceman. Stay calm.

Stuff is unstable.

I ain't making no predictions.

Just do it.

All right.

( tense theme playing)

Oh, oh. Oh, this... This could be the problem.

(men yelling, grunting)

I told you that stuff was unstable.

(men grunting)

You idiot! You almost killed us!

Hey. Like I told you, that stuff...

(spits) was unstable.

Let's get out of here. Come on.

(sirens wailing in distance)

MAN: Let's go.

All right. Come on.

NASH: All right. Let's go.

Yeah, Noth... Nothing could happen, right, Walker? Oh, boy.

NASH: Let's go! Move! Let's go!

(sirens approaching)

Mom?

Uh-huh?

How come Daddy left us?

I don't know.

Is it something I did?

Something you did? Oh, honey, no.

Nothing like that.

Your daddy loves you very much.

And you know what?

What?

So do I.

Come on. You're not going anywhere.

What are you doing? Come on.

Why would he blow up an entire building for a rehearsal?

Maybe he was testing Charlie.

Well, it looks like he...

used a little too much C-4.

What's that over there?

Look at this.

WALKER (reading):

TRIVETTE: No such word as oxydron.

Or techno oxydron.

Charlie's message doesn't make any sense.

Well, maybe it's not supposed to.

Take a look.

"T-T-O-W-E-R."

Tower.

Walker, there's probably dozens of towers

in the metroplex.

Yeah, and Vickers could be targeting any one of 'em.

So how do we find the right one?

We don't even know what he's planning.

What, a heist? A hijacking?

I don't know.

(phone rings)

Walker.

Okay, thanks.

The Iceman has regained consciousness.

Let's go talk to him.

( suspenseful theme playing)

CHARLIE: About time you guys showed up.

W-wait, wait, wait, wait.

What, uh...?

What'd you grab them for?

Erica here's a VP at the bank at Travis Towers.

She's gonna help us get to the vault.

Otherwise, her boy will have a short,

but not very sweet, life.

CHARLIE: Uh-uh. I... do not believe

in killing kids.

Well, the way I heard it, you killed plenty of people.

Yeah. That's right.

But not... kids.

What about that job in Shreveport?

You killed a kid then.

Oh, yeah. Forgot.

But that kid was a brat.

He deserved it.

REPORTER: And police and fire crews responded to the explosion...

What kind of idiot did Vickers get to replace me?

Someone smart enough not to get arrested

as soon as he arrives in town.

Yeah, right.

That's what I was saying.

Now Vickers has somebody who knows

how to give him exactly what he wants.

Yeah, if he wants that vault... Vault?

Bank vault.

( tense theme playing)

What do you want?

CHARLIE: Look, um...

maybe things ain't what they seem to be here.

Understand?

A-and, um, what I'm trying to tell you is I just...

Okay, I-I don't want you two to be scared.

I mean too scared, okay? Because all you have to do is...

Everything they tell you do to, you do it.

And you're gonna be okay. Believe me.

Just... Just trust me on this.

Hey. How you doin' there?

You like airplanes?

Uh-huh. I'm gonna be a pilot someday.

Oh, that's good. Good.

Do you like planes?

Who, me?

No, I... I...

( men and women screaming)

( ominous theme playing)

Are you okay?

Whew. Whoo.

Boy, I just had a... A...

Yeah, I mean, I'm okay. I... I, uh...

Uh, see, I was in a plane crash once. Uh...

A crash? Really?

Oh, yeah. Really, really.

Your... Your daddy like airplanes too? Huh?

I don't know.

What do you mean, you don't know?

I mean, you... You never asked him?

He's gone.

Gone? I mean, you know, what do you mean, gone?

He's just gone, all right?

ORTIZ: Hey.

Hey.

You keep that up, you know,

I'm gonna give you a beating.

ORTIZ: What's going on? Here you are,

supposed to be some kind of tough guy,

and you're in here playing with the kid.

Is that right? Playing, huh?

Ha.

I'm just playing.

(sobs)

Yeah, that's playing, all right...

tough guy.

(heart monitor beeping)

(beeping accelerates)

He's coding! He's in here.

Prepare to defibrillate.

Defib, stat!

Ready. (machine humming)

Two hundred joules.

MAN: Charge to 200.

Charging.

Clear!

(women screaming)

Down, down, down! Get down!

( suspenseful theme playing)

Ortiz, you and Nash scout the south side.

Kyle, you're with me. Back here in five.

Iceman, keep an eye on our guests. Yeah.

Keys. Keys. Keys.

Where are the keys?

There's no keys. There's no keys.

For once, you'd think I'd get a lucky break.

I mean, I deserve at least one, right?

One lousy break.

Look, now. Don't, uh... Don't say thanks. Don't say nothing.

Just... Just run. Come on. Here.

Come on.

Just run now. Go on. Go on.

( tense theme playing)

You... You wouldn't, uh...

happen to... ha... Have a quarter?

It's amazing.

He looks just like you, Iceman.

I knew it.

Oh, m...

WALKER: All we know is that they're supposed to hit a tower

sometime this weekend.

There's 15 of 'em with bank vaults

between Dallas and Fort Worth.

Now, that's an awful lot of territory to cover.

Yeah. So let's get to it.

MAN: Okay, let's move it out. Move it.

VICKERS: What do we do with him?

He wants to be the Iceman...

we let him be the Iceman.

When they find his body...

they'll think it was me who died in the blast.

Are you nuts? We can't pull that job now.

Thanks to Mr. Setup here,

we'll have the Rangers all over us.

If they knew where we were,

they'd already have jumped on us with both feet.

We stick to the plan.

( dramatic theme playing)

Play it straight, Erica, or your boy's dead.

Uh, Ms. Sloan.

I thought you were spending the weekend at the lake.

I did too, but those darn bank examiners.

I need to move some files.

Okay. We haven't been notified,

so I'll have to check with the office.

(grunts)

ERICA: Ernie!

Shut up!

Ohh!

VICKERS: Move. I got your back.

Go on.

Go!

(clattering in stairwell)

Clear!

(coughing)

(coughing)

(grunts)

( suspenseful theme playing)

WALKER: Why did you type in 2 T's, Charlie?

Trivette, this is Walker.

TRIVETTE: Go ahead, Walker.

Are there any towers that start with the letter T?

CHARLIE: Think... Think... Think about it, Iceman.

I mean, you know, we look so much alike,

that we could be, uh, uh, you know, twins, huh?

Separated at birth.

In fact, long-lost brothers.

You... You wouldn't kill your own brother, would you? Huh?

I mean, uh, you know, what would Mom say?

Shut up, funny man.

Five minutes... and the vault goes.

Hey. Kid, you ever see a bomb, hm?

(bomb beeping)

You ever been blown up before?

VICKERS: Messy, but effective.

Obviously, you guys don't know Walker like I do,

because you know...? He won't give you guys a moment's rest

i-if... If you kill us.

Did I happen to mention

I happen to be one of his best friends, okay?

VICKERS: I've been killing people for years.

No cowboy cop's about to stop me.

ORTIZ (over radio): Vickers, come in.

Vickers. We have a visitor.

Anything wrong, Ranger?

I was gonna ask you the same question.

No. Quiet as a mouse.

Mind if I take a look at the monitors?

No, not at all. Take a look.

( tense theme playing)

(grunting)

(grunts)

Ortiz?

Nash? Kyle?

( tense theme playing)

Your turn.

(grunts)

What's going on?

(over radio): Report.

Well, it's like this, Vickers.

Your boys are out cold,

and I'm coming after you.

It's Walker?

( tense theme playing)

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Come on, Ranger. It's me, huh? Charlie.

Hey, we gotta get out of here.

I mean, they're just about to blow this place up. Come on.

Well, how'd you know?

Well, the real Charlie calls me Walker.

Besides... you weren't scared enough.

(grunts)

Sorry. Ran out of handcuffs.

( dramatic theme playing)

(bomb beeping)

Lay the gun down, or the lady dies!

Give it up, Vickers. There's nowhere to go.

VICKERS: I'll take my chances.

Lay it down, or I'll kill her right here!

WALKER (whispers): Stay there, Charlie.

(normal voice): All right. All right.

Here I come.

VICKERS: All right, back off.

Get away.

Oof!

(grunting)

Ohh. They're killing me around here.

Okay. Okay.

Okay, look...

Okay, just everything's gonna be okay, huh?

Everything's gonna be fine.

Walker! Come on! I need some help here.

Quit fooling around! It's gonna blow!

Aah! Aah!

CHARLIE: The depinator...

The detonator is connected to the...

The ignition-box thingamajig, down here, I think.

Or is it?

I can't... I can't do this.

Yes, you can.

You said before that I should trust you.

Well, I do.

I know you can do it. (punch in background)

Charlie... Charlie's gonna come through.

Charlie's gonna come through.

( tense theme playing)

Eight, seven, six. Eeny, meeny,

miney... All right.

(beeping stops)

Ohh.

(laughing) Ohh.

CHARLIE: Ohh.

Hey.

Good job, Charlie.

Hey. Hey.

Ohh.

( whimsical theme playing)

(scoffs)

C.D.: Well, Jimmy,

I'm concerned that Charlie's not here for his own party.

Hey, C.D. I appreciate that concern, huh? Ha-ha.

But there's a little something I had to pick up first.

Hi, everybody.

Look at... this.

That's for me?

You better believe it, huh?

And wanna know something? This thing really flies.

(chuckles)

Will you come fly it with me sometime?

You just gave me goose pimples.

Of course I will. I sure will.

You go ahead and play. Go on.

Just do anything you want to.

What do you think, Walker?

You did real good, Charlie. Yeah?

That was real nice of you. Yeah?

You know, I've been thinking.

You've been thinking? About what?

(sighs): You and me.

You and me?

Yeah, you know, fighting the bad guys.

Fighting the bad guys.

Saving the day.

Saving the day.

You and me.

Yeah. You and me.

We have got a lot in common.

( blues rock 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 ♪