All language subtitles for Walker, Texas Ranger - S06E25 - The Wedding (1).en

( light rock action
theme playing)

( ominous theme playing)

(siren wailing, tires squealing)

(gunfire)

(gunfire)

(gunfire)

MAN: I can't believe it, Kim.

Why does this always happen

when it's your turn to drive?

I don't know, Ron.
Just lucky, I guess.

Hey, get on the horn. See if
we have any cavalry in the area.

(gunfire)

(horn blaring)

TRIVETTE: I'm telling you,
Walker, Kim's wedding's

getting really expensive.
You know what they're getting

for roses these days?

No idea.

Alex said you wouldn't know.

What do you mean
by that? Hey, partner,

if you don't know,
I can't tell you.

But that's not what
I'm talking about.

I gotta buy a hundred
dozen roses for the wedding.

You know, they don't
even give you a little break.

A hundred dozen roses?

What are you gonna do
with a hundred dozen roses?

I don't know. Ask Mimms.

He's the wedding coordinator.

DISPATCHER (over CB): All
units in the vicinity of Third and Main.

This is Trivette. We're
near there. Go ahead.

Suspects fleeing north
in a late-model Impala.

Shots fired. Detectives
Rivers and Parnell

in high-speed pursuit.

Go ahead and patch us through.

(gunfire)

It's Detective Parnell.

Hey, Ron, this is
Ranger Trivette.

What's your 20?
RON: Third and Elm

just went by way too fast.

(gunfire)

Tell them to cut down Cherry.

TRIVETTE: Ron, Walker says
cut down Cherry for an intercept.

Too much gun power
for us to get that close.

Wait... Wait.

Walker, it's Kim.

You want him on Cherry?

You got him on Cherry.

(siren wailing)

(tires squealing)

(gunfire)

(horn blares)

(tires squealing)

(gunfire)

(horn blares)

(tires squealing)

(tires squealing)

TRIVETTE: Freeze!

Get out. Get out!

MAN: Yeah, okay. Don't shoot.

Drop it.

(grunts)

(grunting)

(groans, grunts)

You're dead meat.

Ah!

(groans)

(police chatter over radio)

KIM: Thanks for
the backup, Walker.

Anytime.

That's great work, guys.

We just took a major
bite out of the biggest

carjacking ring in Texas.

Good work, Kim.

We still don't have
our main man.

We'll get him.

(indistinct chatter)

Kim, I owe you.

Good. You can do the paperwork.

You know, I'll tell you what.

The hotter things get,
the cooler you become.

I just hope I can be that cool
next Saturday at my wedding.

A high-speed chase is nothing
compared to a long, slow

walk down the aisle.

Ah, you're gonna
make a beautiful bride.

I hope so, Walker.

(country music playing)

I guess I'm just a
little old-fashioned,

but I always think about
a wedding in a church.

Yeah, but wait
till you see it, C.D.

The gardens at
the Holland estate

are the most beautiful
places on earth.

Pretty fancy for
a girl who grew up

in the country
outside Amarillo, huh?

You deserve the best, Kim.

Thanks, C.D. I
was all for eloping,

but Phil's dad wanted to
have a big, fancy wedding.

Well, what's a
few thousand here,

and a few thousand
there to a billionaire, huh?

Hey. (chuckles)

PHIL: Way back when my
mom and dad got married,

they couldn't afford
a big wedding.

Dad wants to do
this for her memory.

Couldn't afford a big wedding.

And now he owns half the
drilling rigs in West Texas.

(laughs)

Not back then.

All they had was a
battered old pickup,

a big dream,
and... a lot of love.

What else do you need?

Aw, aren't they sweet?

They make a nice couple.

Mmm. Oh. I hope I don't start

crying at the wedding.

It's awful to have
the maid of honor

with mascara
streaking down her face.

That's something I
could never figure out.

Why do people cry at weddings?

The joy, the promise,
the commitment.

You've never cried at a wedding?

No, not that I can recall.

I've sweated a
little bit, though.

(scoffs) Just the very
subject does that to you.

Phil, Kim, hey.

You ready? Just about.

Good. 'Cause Mimms is
gonna be here any second.

What are you so
damn nervous about?

Listen, this fella's
gonna love this chili.

Look, you haven't met the guy.

Cory Mimms is the
most sought-after

wedding coordinator in Texas.

There's a six-month
waiting list for his services.

I told you, I could have
done this by myself.

Uh, you don't like
working with Cory?

Let's just say...
the man's intense.

Okay, just...

Ah. The lovely bride
and the dashing groom

out slumming.

Watch out. Paparazzi.
Paparazzi. Paparazzi.

James, James, James.

What on earth are you
doing in a place like this?

I like it here. I spend
a lot of time here.

MIMMS: Oh, of course.

It's that crude
side of your nature

I find just fascinating.

All right. Now, what
was so important

that you had to lure
me into this tacky dive?

You just watch your mouth.

TRIVETTE: Cory,
I've been looking at

the menu for the reception,

and I think it needs
a little bit of work.

A little bit of work?

See, first of all,
everything's in French.

And your point being?

And the point is we
don't like mushrooms

rooted out by a hog,

or a worm that
leaves a silver trail

across the sidewalk.

Just taste the chili

so we can get on
with the business.

Taste the chili.

A flash of anger.

How exciting. All
right, all right, all right.

I see there's only one way
to put an end to this madness.

( whimsical theme playing)

Mmm!

Mmm! Mmm!

Mm! Napkin! Napkin!

Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.

Mmm. Mmm.

Mmm.

I've tasted better Sterno.

You better shut your mouth.

Hold on. Look, all I want to do

is give the guests an option.

Is this what you want?

C.D. does make the
best chili in Texas.

MIMMS: All right.

All right.

Jimmy, where in the
hell did you get that guy?

( ominous theme playing)

(air brakes hiss)

MAN: I'm bringing
in some shooters.

From Chicago.

You're a good man, Drell.

Are you bringing in Carla?

DRELL: Just like
you asked, Storm.

(laughs)

Let's let Carla kill the bride.

You got money in the account?

The transfer just
came in from Zurich.

Mm-hm. Oh.

Thought you might
get a kick out of this.

STORM: Assistant District
Attorney Phil Holland

and Officer Kim Rivers.

(scoffs)

Aren't they lovely?

Maybe they'll use the same
pictures for their obituaries

when we're through with them.

Drell, I don't care
what it takes, all right?

I expect... their wedding

to be the most
unforgettable social event

of this season.

No one gets out alive.

( ominous theme playing)

( 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 ♪

( light rock suspense
theme playing)

Welcome to Dallas.

You should have sent a limo.

Nice to see you
again too, Carla.

Come on in, boys. All right.

You'll find the
bar well stocked,

but keep your heads.

We've got plenty of work to do.

ALEX: No, sir, we do not
know who runs the operation.

Walker hopes the
raid on the chop shop

will provide the answer.

Thank you, Judge Smith.

Phil Holland is on his way
over to pick up the warrant.

This one's gonna
go down hard, isn't it?

Probably.

You better get going.
Walker's waiting.

Here's the warrant.

Thanks, Phil. Let's go.

You be careful out there.

No sweat.

It's a piece of cake.

I'll see you later.

(men chattering)

OFFICER: Everybody,
freeze. Hit the ground.

MAN: I give up.

Ah.

OFFICER: Stay
down on the ground.

Hands behind your head.

Walker, what part of "freeze"
don't they understand?

No one said that car
thieves were smart.

Let's hook 'em up. Yeah.

(cell phone rings)

Great.

What? Getting so I hate

to answer my own phone.

Hello. Trivette.

James?

Hi, Cory.

MIMMS: If you're not
here in 30 minutes,

then we're going to
call off the wedding.

Call off the wedding?

I need you here, James. Now.

Cory, where's here?

Holland estate, south lawn.

I can't believe
you did this to me.

Whoa. Did what?

Well, if you don't know,

then we're in a lot deeper
trouble than I thought.

I hope you're
already on your way.

Cory, you know I'd
like to help you out.

We just got finished
with this big bust,

and I'm gonna be tied up
with paperwork for hours.

That's all right, Trivette. I'll
take care of the paperwork.

MIMMS: I heard that.

James, please.

I've never had a
wedding crash before,

and I'm not about to start now.

( hangs up)

Thank you.

Since you're in
charge of making sure

that everything goes
well with the wedding,

I just thought I'd help you out.

Heh, heh. Well, I guess I'd just

better get over there,
see what's so important.

I think you should. Thank you.

You're welcome.

( whimsical theme playing)

TRIVETTE: Cory, what
the devil is bothering you?

All right, all right, all right.
Now just tell me once again

where you unilaterally
decided to place the bandstand.

Over there.

Now, then, close your eyes.

Imagine the event. Oh.

And what do you see?

Gee, you know, I still see

the bandstand right over there.

I see the people
dancing right there.

Oh, but the sun is setting
dramatically in the west.

It's moving me. Tears are
coming to my eyes, Cory.

Exactly as I thought.

Exactly as what?

The music, as you
have positioned it,

is blowing the young
lovers into the darkness,

toward the clouds and confusion.

Excuse me?

Haven't you been listening?

Feng shui. Feng shui.
Feng shui. Feng shui.

Relationship
without consequence.

Blending "harmonial" proximity

with blissful unity.

It's what we're all
about here, James.

So unless you want to condemn
this beautiful young couple

to a sad, bitter
life, then please,

get with the program.

Okay.

(clears throat)

Cory, what you're telling me is

if I move the
bandstand over there,

I move the dance
floor over there,

the woods can stay
where they're at.

Right? And the sun
still sets in the west?

Then the wedding can go on.

Please. Done deal.

Ah. Yes. I knew
you'd come along.

Isn't it exciting?

It's great.

Mr. Mimms.

Ranger Trivette. How's it going?

Splendid, Mr. Holland.
Just splendid.

(helicopter
approaching) Splendid.

Good.

(camera clicks)

Oh.

(camera clicking)

Kim, what is the matter?

You should be happy. The
raid on the chop shop went great.

Mm. Still, we haven't
been able to figure out

who's running the operation.

Besides, it's... It's
not that. It's Phil.

What about Phil?

Last night, on the way
home, he asked me

to consider quitting
the department.

You quit the police department?

He feels it's too dangerous.

As the future mother
of his children,

he feels I should
reconsider my options.

Well, what did you tell him?

KIM: I told him no.

I was a cop when
he fell in love with me,

and I was a cop when
he asked me to marry him.

Yeah, it's dangerous...

but why should that get
in the way of our marriage?

Well, ideally, it shouldn't,

but I'm sure sometimes it does.

Is that why you and Walker
have never tied the knot?

That's a hard
question to answer.

(birds chirping) (
ominous theme playing)

DRELL: This is ground zero.

The dancing will most likely
take place on the tennis courts,

so we set up right here.

How many people?

Ah, at least 200...

including more than
a few Texas Rangers.

(Drell laughs) Tsk. Terrific.

So once it's over, how
are we gonna get out?

The explosion, some
smoke grenades,

should give us time to
get in, mop up, get out.

Once they get a handle on
the screaming and the dying,

we should be long gone?

That's the plan.

Here are the primary targets.

The groom, Phil Holland.

His beautiful bride, Kim Rivers.

Carla, Mr. Storm
thought you might like

to have her for yourself.

(chuckles)

Her partner, Ron Parnell.

And the assistant district
attorney, Alex Cahill.

Get to know these faces.

Nobody comes out alive.

( ominous theme playing)

(door opens)

( tense theme playing)

Hey. Hm?

Get anything on the guy
that ran the chop shop?

Yeah. Got a statement.

What'd we get?

A warehouse. No,
not another warehouse.

I hate warehouses.

What's in it?

Stolen cars for the last month.

Waiting to be driven
across the border.

That should cut pretty
deep. Get the top dog?

Nah. He didn't know who he was.

Are you sure?

Trivette, I made him confess

to stealing candy
in the third grade.

Yeah, I'm sure.

I'm gonna call Alex,
get the warrants.

( knock on door)

Sorry, uh, Kim,
we're ready to roll.

All right. Give me two seconds.

(door closes)

Don't worry.

I'll be there.

All right. I'll
hold you to that.

( dramatic theme playing)

( siren wailing)

Texas Rangers.
Get out of the car!

MAN 1: Don't shoot.
MAN 2: Move, move.

Freeze!

(groans)

(yells)

(tires squealing)

(grunting)

(Kim screams)

(bone crunches)

RON: Kim, you're bleeding.

KIM: Oh, it's no big deal.

Long way from the heart.

Let me see this.

Ah.

Here. Hold this.

All right.

Get her to the hospital. Okay.

Wait, I'm fine. I-I'm
not going anywhere.

Come on. We've gotta
tear this place apart,

find out something that
will lead us to the head guy.

You're not gonna
tear anything apart.

Huh, Walker... Do
I have to carry you?

You are the only man I
know who could pull that off.

Then why are you
still standing here?

All right, I'm gone.
All right? I'm gone.

( melancholy theme playing)

Oh, no, Kim.

Look, it's not a problem.

My wedding gown
has long sleeves.

That's not what I
meant. Hey, listen, guys.

Um, I'll catch
you later, all right?

Yeah, Ron.

Thanks.

You betcha.

I am so sorry.

(kiss)

Does it hurt bad?

It's just a scratch.

Kim, for us...

for the family we want to have,

back away from this.

I make a good living
with the D.A.'s office.

My trust fund could
finance a third-world country.

You don't need
to do this anymore.

I want to marry
you, not bury you.

Phil, I'm not quitting, so if
you really want to marry me,

then you're gonna
have to accept me

for who I am and what I am.

I just don't know if
I can handle a life

waiting for a phone call

saying you're not coming
home because you're dead.

Well, then, maybe we
shouldn't get married.

(sighs)

( somber theme playing)

Why aren't you at home?

It's just a scratch, Walker.

So did we get the
hit at the warehouse?

Yeah. The leaders are
two brothers from Addison.

They run a junkyard down there.

They take the serial
numbers off the junkers

and transfer them to
the forged pink slips?

Yep. Sneak 'em over
the border and disappear.

Well, that's great. So
let's take 'em down.

Not yet. We're setting
up a wiretap to make sure.

(scoffs)

Something on your mind?

Huh?

Uh, no. No. Nothing. Why?

Well, your face
says differently.

I am about this far from
calling off the wedding.

Phil wants you to
quit the department.

How did you know?

Well, I've seen it before.

Walker, my mama left me
and my daddy when I was 6.

And then my dad
died a year after that.

But I'm proud of what I've done.

I started out as dirt, Walker,

and I have made
something for myself,

and I'm not gonna give
that up, not for anybody.

Well, Phil's a good guy,

and he loves you a lot.

You know, he's just
concerned about your safety.

But he'll come around.

I know.

(exhales)

At least I hope so.

So tell me, for someone who

seems to know
how stressful it is

to be married to the law...

is that why you've never
asked Alex to marry you?

(laughs)

Well... that's a hard
question to answer.

DRELL: How's it
coming with your release?

Are you gonna be out
in time for the wedding?

Yeah.

The night before.

(chuckles)

What about the rocket launcher?

It's on its way in from Georgia.

That's good.

That's very good.

That ought to
get their attention.

(chuckling)

( ominous theme playing)

(laughs)

( dramatic theme playing)

( suspenseful theme playing)

Dean and Tony Lake.

Junk biz must pay well,

especially when you
don't have to buy the cars.

They look a little nervous.

Rats always know when
to leave a sinking ship.

(metal clicks)

Wiretap's in.

TRIVETTE: Hope they're
rattled enough to get stupid.

We gotta go now, Walker.

Where?

To the wedding rehearsal.

I hear there's a good chance

we'll warp the feng shui...

Or "fung shwee,"
or whatever it is

if this thing doesn't
come off like clockwork.

Well, I'm not even gonna
ask what feng shui is.

(engine starts)

MIMMS: James, I've
done hundreds of weddings,

and it's always the same:

the pins, the needles,
the sweat, the fear,

and then the crescendo of joy

as it all comes together.

Uh-huh.

This will be my
greatest triumph.

I can feel it in my loins.

Cory, that's a little
more information

than I wanted to hear.

( wedding march playing)

MIMMS: All right,
now, the lovely bride

is escorted down the
aisle by Ranger Walker.

Yes. No. Not too fast.

Not too fast. Yes. No. Yes.

Oh, that's lovely. Oh...
Oh, that's lovely. Yes.

More of that. No, here. Ah.

Thank you. You're welcome.

I'm really sorry about yesterday

at the hospital.

So am I.

They're gonna be just fine.

Romance is in the air.

You know, it's kind
of catching, Cordell.

(exhales)

(chuckles)

MINISTER: Dearly beloved,

we are gathered here
in the sight of God...

We're on our way.
- -and in the presence

of this company
to join Phil and Kim

in holy matrimony.

James, please,
surely this can wait.

No, it can't. I'm sorry,
folks. Sorry to inter...

We've got something going on.

You were right about the
Lake brothers being jumpy.

Wiretap picked up Tony
transferring his accounts

to an offshore bank.

Well, it's not illegal
to transfer funds.

TRIVETTE: He also admitted
to killing Benny Rupert.

Told his accountant the
same would happen to him

if he didn't close his
accounts in one hour.

Then he bought two
one-way tickets to Brazil.

Flight leaves in three hours.

Surveillance has 'em shreddin'

and packin' as fast as they can.

Well, then you have all the
probable cause you need.

We gotta leave now,
or we're gonna lose 'em.

Let's go.

I am so sorry. I'm so sorry.

I know. It's your job.

(sighs) You ever
get used to this?

Yes. You don't like it,
but you do get used to it.

Come on. Let's go to the office

and start working
on those indictments.

( rock theme playing)

(grunting)

(gunfire)

(bone crunches)

(grunts)

(groans)

(helicopter whirring)

(indistinct police chatter)

OFFICER: I'll take him.

All right. I'll take him, Jimmy.

Let's go. Come on.

MAN: All right.
Now, take it easy.

This bunch is wrapped up.

They don't look so tough now.

Never do.

Has anyone seen Ron?

I haven't.

(coughing)

(groans)

Oh, no.

Oh, my God. Ron?

KIM: Call an ambulance.

(Ron groaning)

(groaning)

Ron. All right.

I see.

Well, call me the second
you know anything else, okay?

It's all over at the junkyard.

And?

One officer down.

They didn't say who.

(sighs)

(door opens)

KIM: Ron was shot.

PHIL: How is he?

It was close, but
he's gonna be all right.

He might even be
back in the saddle

by the time we return
from our honeymoon.

That is, if you still
want to marry a cop.

Kim, I don't care if you
join the damn Marines.

I thought I lost you today,

and I'm not gonna
let you get away.

TRIVETTE: See,
now, this is a great day:

Ron beats the odds,

Lake brothers are behind bars,

we've got a great
wedding tomorrow.

Doesn't get any
better than this, huh?

CARLA: It's great to have
you back and all, Mr. Storm,

and I know it's bad
form to ask questions,

but why the hell
are we doing this?

What are these people to you?

They're not people.

They're lice.

( eerie theme playing)

I was running the Southern leg

of a... very sweet

hijacking operation
for Mo Shafer,

Galveston to Chicago,
when this one...

and her partner...

they pull a random
ICC security check

for documents on one of the
rigs that we had just grabbed.

They arrested my drivers,

and one of 'em gave me up.

Then this one. This one
puts me away for five years.

I spent a lot of time
thinkin' about Ms. Cahill.

What about the
groom. This Phil guy?

He was second chair
to Cahill at my trial.

I think that's when he
met, uh, Detective Rivers.

They fell in love going
over her testimony.

(men laugh)

That's sweet, huh?

I brought 'em together.

Oh, yeah. You're a real Cupid.

And tomorrow, I'm
gonna take 'em apart.

Now, you got
your targets, right?

I want you to remember
one thing, okay?

And one thing only:

When the fun
begins... Alex Cahill...

is mine.

( tense theme playing)

( majestic theme playing)

Mm-hm. This is disastrous.

You do realize, of course,
that we're much too late

to reprint the new programs.

Cory, the man
didn't ask to get shot.

Wait. If Ranger Walker's going
to take the poor man's place

and become the new best man,

who is going to
give away the bride?

C.D. Parker.

Not the chili man?

Yes, the chili man.

James, whatever you do,

don't let him
wear a plaid shirt.

( playful theme playing)

( tense theme playing)

Well, this has been a
long time coming, Drell.

I appreciate everything
you've done for me.

I won't forget it.

It's been my
pleasure, Mr. Storm.

I'll see you on the other side.

MIMMS: This doesn't make sense.

James.

James, roses in
front, orchids in back.

Yes, yes. Come.

Come. Come.

Hmm.

Hm? And lose the
tacky baby's breath.

Move along here. I
don't understand it.

Hm? All right?

Fine. Fine. No.

No, no.

No.

Yes. Yes.

Good. It's good.

( upbeat theme playing)

Hey, Walker. Hey.

I want to give you the ring

so I don't lose it, okay?

(laughs)

(pats pocket)

(pats pocket)

Oh, man. No, don't tell me.

It was my mother's.

This it?

Yeah.

Yeah, you keep it.

Man, you sure are nervous.

Uh, yeah. Not only am I nervous,

my mouth's dry,

stomach feels like
somebody threw a firecracker

into a birdcage.

(laughs)

Ay. Is this how you're

supposed to feel, Walker?

You're asking the
wrong man, Phil.

(chuckles)

MIMMS: Oh, Pierre, oh. Yeah.

(sniffs) Oh. Oh, ye...

What is that awful smell?

C.D.: Well, where do you
want me to set up business?

Um... I hear Houston's nice.

Smart aleck.

Oh. Look.

(gasps) Thing of beauty.

Oh. Just take a look at that.

Oh. Buzzard Breath Chili.

Oh.

( suspenseful theme playing)

(tires squeal)

MAN 1: All right.
Get out of the car.

(woman screams)

MAN 2: All right.
All right. All right.

(all chattering)

MAN 3: Just don't
hurt us. Please.

( upbeat theme playing)

You look beautiful.

Why, thank you.

You look pretty
handsome yourself.

Thank you.

Alex, um...

after the wedding, there's
something I'd like to ask you.

What?

I said, after the wedding.

( romantic theme playing)

See the band? (gasps)

My God, you're right. The band.

(pager beeps)
Well... Oh... Oh... Oh.

Ah. The Wine & Roses band.

They'll be five minutes late.

(breathes deeply)

(wedding march playing)

MINISTER: Who gives this woman

to be married to this man?

I do.

( suspenseful theme playing)

We are gathered here
in the sight of God,

and in the presence
of this company,

to unite Phil and Kim
in holy matrimony.

Marriage was ordained
by God in Eden

and confirmed in Cana of Galilee

by the presence
of the Lord himself,

and is declared by the
inspired apostle, Paul,

to be honorable among all men.

Wow, am I glad to see you guys.

All right.

Let's get set up.

Now, what I want...
Wait a minute.

You're not Weintraub.

You're not Rose.

What?

(gasps, gurgles)

(fist punches)

(radio buzzes) Ready, Drell?

(radio buzzes)

Everything's ready.

(radio buzzes)

Yeah, we got a go here too.

TRIVETTE: Hey, guys. Has
anybody seen Cory Mimms?

Nope. Haven't seen him.

What instrument do you play?

The flute.

If anybody sees
him, they want him

in the catering tent, all right?

MAN: Yeah. Sure.

( tense theme playing)

MINISTER: In its
sacredness and its unity,

it is like the mystical relation

between Christ and his church.

It is therefore the
most significant

and binding covenant known

in human relations.

It is therefore not to be
entered into unadvisedly

or lightly, but
reverently, discreetly...

Mimms is missing.
It's weird for someone

who's always everywhere
to suddenly be nowhere.

They also have a lady
flute player who's got hands

look like they've been
crushing concrete for 20 years.

It's starting to feel
weird around here.

Keep your eyes open.

MINISTER: not
be joined together,

speak now... or
forever hold your peace.

Do it.

(gun cocks)

Alex, get back!

(crowd screaming)

(women screaming)

(gun cocks)

(gunfire)

(Kim grunts)

(groans)

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go.

(grunts)

Ah!

(grunts)

(screams)

Ah!

(grunting)

(grunting)

(grunting)

(screams)

(grunting)

(grunting)

(Kim growling)

(grunting)

( tense theme playing)

This is for ruining my wedding.

TRIVETTE: Cory!

(muffled screaming)

(muffled): Get me out of here.

Ah. James.

We're talking major
disaster here, aren't we?

(crowd chattering)

(panting)

WOMAN: What happened?

Oh. Oh.

You were unbelievable.

I love you so much.

Are you two all right?

I think so.

So, Carter, how
about if we just elope?

(all laugh)

I may never work again. Yeah.

( dramatic theme playing)

(sighs)

You okay, Alex?

Yes.

Now, what is it that
you wanted to ask me?

Get down, Alex. Get down.

Walker...

(Alex gasps)

Alex! Alex.

(gasps) Alex.

Alex.

Alex.

Alex.

(echo): Alex.

(echo): Alex. Alex Oh, my God.

( dramatic theme continuing)

( 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 ♪