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( light rock action theme playing)

( suspenseful theme playing)

( action theme playing)

(gunshot) (grunts)

(coughing)

Who sent you?

You... You'll find out soon enough.

(gasps)

( ominous theme playing)

Oh, man.

You missed, didn't you?

Walker still alive?

It's not my fault. The Ranger's got eyes

in the back of his head or something.

Yeah. Where's Mason?

He's dead.

But it's okay. I'll get Walker next time.

(laughs)

There won't be a next time.

(laughs)

Everybody ready?

All set.

Let's do it.

Let's get out of here.

EDDIE: You know, I still don't understand

why we're hitting this bank today.

I thought everything was set up for tomorrow.

That's the way the boss works, kid.

You got a problem with that?

No. No, the guy's just being careful, that's all.

It's like he doesn't...

It's like he doesn't trust any of us, though, you know?

That's right, Eddie. None of us.

Now, why don't you just concentrate

on driving this vehicle and leave everything else

to people with a lot more brains?

(others laughing)

(all chattering)

(customers screaming)

On the floor! Now!

(grunts)

Anybody else wanna be a hero?

Do it! Do it! Do it! Move it!

Move it! Come on, let's move it!

Come on! Get it on!

Come on! We don't need any heroes!

(shouting)

(panting)

Fill it up! Fill it up!

Move it! Move it! Move it!

Come on, let's do it, guys. Let's go.

Hand me the bag!

MAN: Clear!

Drop it! Now!

Wait a minute, you don't und...

Nice doing business with you.

(groaning)

Jones, you drive.

(bank alarm ringing)

( 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 ♪

( mellow theme playing)

Voilà!

Pretty ding-darn good, if I do say so myself.

A heck of a lot cheaper than a professional painter.

No kidding.

Well, look who's here.

These two handsome men.

Huh. Wow!

Well, what do you think? Sorry.

Looking great. Yeah.

Hey, Josie. Hey, Walker.

Ranger Trivette.

Josie.

How goes the crime business?

Slow and easy. The way we like it.

JOSIE: Well, if you've got the time, James,

we're always in need of volunteers,

especially in our child-care department.

Child care? (laughs)

TRIVETTE: Josie, child care?

Listen, when it comes to dumpy diapers

and projectile vomiting,

you got the wrong Ranger, all right?

I'm a Texas Ranger.

Anyway, the daycare area is being renovated right now,

so this is the only place they have to play.

WALKER: It looks like it's going very well.

It is. The kitchen's gonna be done in a week,

along with the living quarters

for any women, children.

Anybody who needs a place to stay.

And donations are coming in.

(car door shuts)

Howdy, howdy, howdy!

(laughs)

Oh, my Lord.

I never thought I'd see the day that C.D.'s delivered.

Me neither, Jimmy, but some causes are worth it,

and Alex's center is certainly worth it to me.

Where do I put these, honey?

Right here. Thank you, C.D.

Hey, kids, come on!

Hey, leave the cookies alone, will you?

They're for the children.

Okay, kiddos.

Excuse me. C.D.: Let's eat them up!

It's feeding time at the zoo! Ha-ha.

KIDS: Thanks, C.D.!

It's really happening, Walker.

It really is.

Yeah, it sure is.

Amy.

Hi.

How are you?

Trivette, C.D., Walker,

I'd like you to meet Amy Ochoa.

How do you do? Hey, Amy.

How are you? Hi.

And this is her son Leon.

C.D.: Hi there, Leon.

Hey.

I'm sorry.

I must apologize for my son's lack of manners.

Well, if y'all excuse me, that's okay.

So how is the job going?

Oh, the job's going great.

It's going really good. I really love it.

Great.

(sighs)

What's not going very good is, um, Leon.

You know, because I'm working so much now,

putting in overtime and stuff like that,

I don't have that much time to spend with him

like I used to, and the Tre-Seven

are doing everything they can to recruit him.

Tre-Sevens. That's a bad gang.

AMY: It's a very bad gang, and, uh,

whatever is it that they're telling him,

he's believing, because, I mean, he's... He's changed.

He would've never, never have been

that disrespectful, you know, like, just now.

I don't know. I guess...

I guess the problem is

that he really doesn't have anyone to,

um, look up to,

you know? I mean, I have done everything that I could.

You know, teach him good manners,

and he just won't...

And I just don't know what to do, you know?

His father was no help.

God knows, he was a waste.

I mean, he was never around. I'm sorry.

Come on, Mom, let's get out of here.

One minute, Leon!

Man, I'm out of here!

I just don't know what to do.

What Leon needs is a positive male influence.

Yeah, he sure does.

Hey, wait a minute.

I know just the guy.

Carlos.

Yeah.

That is a great idea.

Who's Carlos?

Carlos is a detective on the Dallas Police Department.

Oh, detective. Wow. (cell phone rings)

Yeah. Trivette.

Yeah, we'll be right there. Another bank robbery.

Will you call Carlos?

You bet.

(siren wails, police radio chattering)

( dramatic theme playing)

Witnesses say the officer took this guy by surprise,

then the rest of the crew came out

and took out the officer.

Definitely the same crew from the Arlington heist

and two other ones from downtown.

The same military style.

REPORTER: Ranger Walker, please,

could we get a statement from you?

I have no statement at this time.

Do you have any leads?

None that I can talk about. Sorry.

REPORTER: Thank you very much.

And that is the latest here

from the scene of the bank robbery.

We will have complete details coming up tonight at 6:00

We'll see you then. (sighs)

Damn it.

You know him, Doug?

Yeah. Eddie Wilson.

He was one of ours.

An agent?

Yeah. He was a good man.

What's going on, Foster?

Well, he was working undercover.

None of this was supposed to go down until tomorrow.

Who was your agent working with?

Garett Stone.

Garett Stone?

FOSTER: Why, yeah. Do you know him?

WALKER: Hold it! Texas Ranger!

( ominous theme playing)

(grunting)

(screams)

(tires screeching)

What is it, Walker?

I thought Stone was in Huntsville.

Well, he was.

Paroled out about a month ago.

Took him about a week to get back to his old ways.

Well, if you knew what Stone was up to,

why didn't you just take him out?

Stone was a hired gun.

He's working for a guy they call the Big Boss.

Know who he is?

FOSTER: No. No, he kept his identity

under tight wraps.

Everything was done over the phone.

The only face-to-face contact he had was with Stone.

Garett Stone.

Well, there's a blast from the past.

Garett Stone and Walker went head-to-head,

complete with a couple of major shootouts,

for about a year before Walker finally brought him down

and put him away.

When was that? About 12 years ago.

Walker's still carrying an ounce of lead in his shoulder

from the first time he caught Stone

in the middle of a takeover robbery.

Stone got away that time.

Walker wounded him,

tracked him all the way to Memphis.

And then Stone went to prison?

Yeah.

Now he's back.

Stop it with the inside of your foot.

That's right there.

There you go.

Well, you're a natural at the sport.

Sport ain't nothing but hype.

Yeah? Well, what's something then, Leon?

Gangbanging with the Tre-Sevens?

Banging with the Tre-Sevens is the way of the warrior, man.

(laughs)

Now that's hype, Leon.

You're wrong, man.

The way of the warrior's the real deal.

Not playing this sissy soccer stuff

with you pretending to be my big brother.

Come here.

You agreed to this Big Brother program

same as me, Leon, all right?

My mom, Detective Sandoval, sir,

not Leon Ochoa.

My mom.

Yeah. Speaking of whom...

(chuckles)

Wave.

How do you think it's going?

It's gonna be just fine.

Smiling?

REPORTER: Ranger Walker, please, could we get a statement from you?

I have no statement at this time.

REPORTER: Do you have any leads?

None that I can talk about. Sorry.

REPORTER: Thank you very much.

MAN: You think that's true, Stone?

You think he's got anything?

He's got nothing but Eddie's body.

But I know Walker, and he'll never let go.

Then I say let's waste him.

Yeah. Bring in another shooter, boss.

(phone ringing)

Yeah?

MAN: Congratulations on a job well done.

Thanks. I heard that you lost a man.

Yeah, my driver.

Will there be a problem replacing him?

Nah.

Good.

Oh, by the way, I've learned

that you've hired a pair of assassins

to eliminate a Texas Ranger named Walker.

Is it true?

That's right. My money, my play.

There's no such thing

when you're working for me.

I don't want it to happen again.

Understood?

Understood.

( dramatic theme playing)

So what's the plan? We going after Walker again?

No. No?

What are we gonna do about him?

If he shows up at the wrong time

I'll take him out.

Up close and personal.

( ominous theme playing)

( mellow theme playing)

TRIVETTE: Stone's vital statistics.

FOSTER: He's a busy guy. WALKER: Yeah, he is.

Why didn't you let us in on this, Doug?

You're right. We should have let you guys in on it,

but we weren't sure ourselves.

And then, after Eddie got in and...

How did Agent Wilson get hired

to drive for Stone in the first place?

One of our informants told us

about this night club on the east side.

Real weird place.

The owner is this guy named Bob.

Eddie paid Bob a fee, and this Bob

arranged for him to interview with Stone.

And then after a short test

to see how good he was behind the wheel,

Eddie got the job.

I don't think Stone knows that Agent Wilson was undercover.

So they'll be looking for another driver.

Yeah.

Maybe I should apply for the job.

I don't know, Trivette.

They'll want you to test-drive.

You don't think I can handle it?

Well, let's see.

( upbeat theme playing)

Now what?

Okay, I want you to hit the emergency brake,

crank the wheel to the left at the same time.

As you're turning, release your E-brake

and press down on the accelerator.

Hit the emergency brake, crank the steering wheel...

To the left. To the left and then

hit the E-brake...?

As you're turning. And then?

Hit the E-brake... Uh, release the E-brake.

Right. okay.

Then press down... Well, let me say...

Okay, all right. Let me say it.

All right, say it. Jeez. All right.

Um... Could you repeat it again, please?

Hit the emergency brake, crank the wheel to the left.

Right, at the same time.

As you're turning... Release.

As you're turning. Right.

BOTH: Release the E-brake.

And press down on the accelerator.

Okay, okay, okay.

All right, I got it, all right.

Um, okay. Um, one more time.

One more time, okay?

Hit the emergency brake.

Okay, hit the emergency brake,

crank the steering wheel to the left,

release the E-brake,

stay on the accelerator.

Okay, here we go.

(engine revving)

Yeah! Ha-ha-ha!

Yeah! Ha-ha-ha!

Okay. All right, let's do it again.

Okay. A little faster this time.

TRIVETTE: All right, all right.

Okay, repeat it. You gotta say it to me one more time.

The emergency brake... Emergency brake.

Crank... The steering wheel to the left,

release your e-brake, hit the accelerator!

TRIVETTE: Yes!

(laughing)

Yeah, baby! That's what I'm talking about!

You did good. Thank you.

(sighs)

Oh, Officer Sandoval, thank God you're here early.

Leon is missing, and I just feel it in my heart

that he's out there running with the Tre-Sevens.

Okay, don't worry about it, Mrs. Ochoa. I'll go find him.

How are you gonna find him?

I grew up three blocks from here.

Man, I saw them colors on these dudes,

and out came my stuff, ése,

cranking some caps!

(all speaking in Spanish)

Come on, Leon, time to go home.

Man, I don't have to go with you,

Detective Sandoval.

Hey, you're that Big Brother detective

Leon was telling us about, huh?

The cop who's trying to turn our little brother Leon

into a punk like yourself, ése?

The punk I see around here is you, man.

Come on, kid, let's go.

Hey, man, how about you step out

from behind your badge, ése?

I'll make you eat it.

What's with you? You afraid, cop?

Come here.

Your mother's worried, Leon.

I don't care what you think about me,

but you should honor her. Now, let's go.

Hey, man, he's a chicken. He's afraid, ése.

Hey, chicken! Bock-bock!

(taunting continues)

You know, this whole neighborhood here

is where I grew up.

This is the park where I joined a gang.

The Deuce Street Rollers.

You were in a gang?

Mm-hm. I was about your age.

We all have choices, Leon.

I know sometimes we don't think so, but we do.

Now, I made the choice to get out of the gang

and do something more constructive with my life.

You have that choice too.

What happened to the Deuce Street Rollers?

Hmph. Dead. Or in prison.

Just like the Tre-Sevens eventually will be.

This was our park, our turf.

And we fought for it.

This is where a little girl died

when Rollers and a nasty new crew called the Tre-Sevens

started shooting at each other.

I don't believe it.

Yeah, you do.

In your heart, you do.

You know, I learned something that day, Leon,

that I almost forgot today.

What's that?

That being a man isn't about fists or knives or guns.

That being a man is about courage.

You know, the courage to realize

that helping people is more rewarding than hurting them.

WALKER: Watch out for this Bob character.

TRIVETTE: Yeah, yeah. I'm sure he'll be eyeballing me

up close and personal, huh?

You can count on it.

Okay, who are you?

All right, I'm Anthony "Tony Boy" Whitman,

35, just out of Huntsville,

where I pulled a full pair.

Before that, I did a nickel in Quentin,

and before that, I did nearly nine years in Chino.

All of it for armed robbery

and grand theft.

Now I'm looking for work as a getaway driver.

Well, I guess that's it. Yeah.

You got the stuff?

Watch yourself, Trivette.

Kind of worried, aren't you?

Well,

you know, it would be hard to break in a new partner.

I should've known better than to ask you anything.

Hit the emergency brake,

crank the steering wheel all the way to the left...

(dance music playing inside club)

(dance music playing over speakers)

I'm looking for Bob.

I'm looking for Bob!

And who wants to talk to Bob?

Well, well, well...

What's your name, cutie pie?

Tony Boy Whitman.

Mm. Perfecto.

I'm Bob.

Enchanté.

Baby, I wanna talk to you.

Come on. Come on.

I won't hurt you. Come on.

(dance music playing inside club)

So you're a California boy, huh?

Yeah, yeah.

San Quentin, Chino.

Yeah, I'm stuck in Dallas.

Aww.

My cash reserve's running low, you know what I mean?

Quelle tragedie.

So, how did you find out about me and this place

and the little service I provide?

Um... Huntsville prison.

Oh.

You're kind of a legend behind the wall.

(laughs)

You sure know how to flatter a girl, don't you?

Yeah.

But I'm afraid I can't help you, honey.

Why not?

Well, at least not until I check you out

deeper than a full-body search.

Hmm.

No problem.

Check me out.

WALKER: Texas Rangers.

I have a court order and a warrant

to search the place.

What are you talking about, Ranger?

You'll be first.

Up against the wall. Get up.

What you got in here?

Girl stuff.

Well, let's see.

Is this girl stuff?

You planted that.

You lousy, stinking Ranger.

You're under arrest.

Go!

Okay, tough guy, now me.

Okay, break it up. Move aside. Move it.

Whoo, hoo-hoo.

All right, Tony Boy, show me your stuff.

Whoo!

(police siren)

Wow!

(Bob cheers)

(Bob cheers)

Wow.

No.

(Bob laughs)

Wow.

Hey,

you sure you don't want to come home with Bob tonight?

No.

Oh, give me a chance to show you some gratitude.

Don't worry about it. It's my pleasure, Bob.

Look, you got my number. If anything comes up,

you give me a call, all right?

Okay.

A driver with your skills...

Don't worry. As soon as I race

through your background check,

you'll be hearing from me.

That's great.

Ciao, bambino.

Bye, Bob.

Gee.

Hey, Amy. Leon.

AMY: Hello.

Since when did he start calling you Amy?

Leon.

I'm sorry. Maybe I shouldn't have been so personal.

No, that's okay, really, Carlos.

As a matter of fact, I do prefer that you call me Amy.

AMY: Would you like something to drink?

CARLOS: Oh, no, thanks.

No?

Is this heap all a cop can afford?

(speaking Spanish)

Yeah, Leon, that's all I can afford right now.

It's not that bad.

Thanks.

Leon, I'm on my way to the park

to go see the homies, ése.

Why don't you jump in and come with me, homes?

Leon is not going anywhere.

Come on, homes, who you going to listen to, your mommy

or the Tre-Sevens?

She said he's not going.

You know what, ése,

I've had just about enough of you,

so now I'm going to kick your ass

whether you like it or not, homes.

Leon, come here.

Don't start something you can't finish, Sanchez.

Don't worry. I can finish.

(grunts)

So what do you say now, detective?

You ready to finish this?

Hey, man, take it easy. Come on!

All right?

Now you're under arrest.

MAN: Hey, Whitman, telephone.

Yeah, Tony Boy.

Hey, Bob. What's going on?

(telephone rings)

Walker.

Yeah, I just got the call. I got an audition.

The group sounds just like Stone's crew.

Where are you meeting them?

321 South and the old FM 15, out in the boonies, man.

Okay, good luck, Trivette.

Yeah, all right. I'll keep in touch.

Okay.

Heard you had a little action today.

A little.

Who was it?

One of Leon's buddies.

Goes by the name of "Cyco" Sanchez.

An O.G. with the Tre-Sevens.

He was trying to recruit Leon for the gang.

So the Tre-Sevens are trying to recruit you, huh, Leon?

You've got a big decision to make here.

And if you decide to join this gang,

chances are one day

we're gonna take you down.

So I hope you make the right choice.

Ranger Walker, you don't live where I live,

and you know nothing about my choices.

I'll be in the hallway.

( tender theme playing)

Maybe you should introduce Leon to some guys

who did make the wrong choice.

Hmm. Good idea.

I know just the guys.

Anything from Trivette?

Yeah, he made contact.

He has a test drive tomorrow.

Hmm. While you and the FBI move in

to grab these guys.

No. The FBI is trying to find out

who the big boss is first.

( dramatic theme playing)

STONE: Good. Very good.

You were just as good in the city.

I know my trade.

Yes, you do.

Bob says your rap sheet checks out.

All right, Tony Boy.

I could use a man like you.

When do we start?

Right now, Tony Boy.

Right now.

So then we hit this city maintenance warehouse.

Got all these uniforms, gear,

vests, hard hats, that kind of stuff.

Some cash, not enough to justify the risk, though.

Then Jones and Brown come out with a couple of city trucks.

A week after that was when we hit

the National Guard Armory in Addison.

Hold it.

TRIVETTE: Then that night, I'm getting ready to leave,

Stone comes over and thanks me.

Whoa. Tony Boy, Tony Boy.

I want to thank you for taking out that guard tonight.

Thank you.

Didn't want to lose my meal ticket.

I like your style.

You think on your feet. That's valuable.

I've decided you can come in on the big one.

A full share of that,

and you'll never have to work again.

Great.

It's the rocket launcher that worries me.

Me too.

So we gotta find out what the job is.

Or when it is.

I'm working on it.

Okay, stay in touch.

Hi.

(indistinct chatter)

(light piano playing)

Walker, this is wonderful.

There are so many more people here than we expected.

Oh, there's somebody I want you to meet.

Come on.

His name is Richard Denardo.

He's the curator for the new Dallas Museum of Modern Art.

He's a little eccentric,

but he just okayed a really nice donation for the center.

Richard.

Excuse me.

Alex.

I would like you to meet my fiancé Cordell Walker.

This is Richard Denardo.

Oh, yes.

Ranger Cordell Walker.

I've heard so much about you.

Pleasure.

( ominous theme playing)

(cell door opens)

Come on in.

Leon, these are some guys

that used to live where you live,

and they all have something they want to tell you

about the way of the warrior

and how crime pays

and what it means to make the wrong choice.

( dramatic theme playing)

No! No!

MAN: Yeah!

WOMAN: They got my brothers!

( gunshots)

No!

( dramatic theme playing)

I'm sorry about that, Leon.

You ain't sorry about nothing.

You enjoyed every minute of it.

Listen, Walker and I thought it would do you some good

to hear the truth from people you'd believe.

Those guys in there are losers.

They said so themselves.

They don't know what they're talking about.

And even if they do,

it doesn't make a difference.

I hate you, man.

You and Walker and all you damn cops.

Why? Why, Leon, because we took away

the lies you believe in?

You took away everything.

I don't know what's right or wrong.

That can be tough to deal with sometimes.

You know, getting a real look at the truth.

Shut up. Shut your lying mouth.

Leon. Leon! Come here!

L-Leon! Hey.

Leon! Leon!

( dramatic theme playing)

STONE: Here it is.

The final plans for the big one.

There it is, all nice and neat.

So exactly what are we stealing

from this museum warehouse?

The Sultan of Kunai's royal jewels.

They'll be arriving here tomorrow.

And all of this is top secret.

And the jewels are worth millions.

That's pretty high profile stuff.

Who are we gonna get to fence it?

Boss'll handle that,

and we'll still make a ton more than any job we ever pulled.

(laughs)

And one thing.

As of now, nobody makes a call,

and nobody leaves here until we do this.

Clear?

( suspenseful theme playing)

( hip-hop theme playing)

Orale, Leon.

Come on over here and have a beer with us, homes.

Come on, homes. Yo, little man.

Leon.

♪ Nothing's been easy ♪

♪ Nothing's been clear... ♪

Wanna be a Tre-Seven, little brother?

Huh? You wanna be with us?

GANG (chanting): Tre-Seven, Tre-Seven.

Tre-Seven, Tre-Seven.

♪ I'm at the crossroads Of now and never... ♪

Tre-Seven, Tre-Seven.

I mean, I have done everything that I could, you know.

Teaching him good manners, sending him to school.

And I just don't know what to do.

You know, his father was no help.

♪ I don't know... ♪

(gangbangers continue chanting)

CARLOS: We all have choices, Leon.

Huh? You wanna be with us?

(chanting continues)

WALKER: And if you decide to join this gang,

chances are one day, we're gonna take you down.

♪ Take a minute for decisions ♪

Leon is with the Tre-Sevens.

♪ One chance, one choice... ♪

I made the choice to get out of the gang

and do something more constructive with my life.

You have that choice too.

(chanting stops)

♪ One chance, one choice ♪

♪ I hear each voice ♪

That's one you don't get.

It's not legal to drink in the park,

so down 'em or dump 'em.

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Mmm-hmmm ♪

WALKER: I don't like it.

Trivette should have checked in by now.

Whatever is going down is going down soon.

They've stolen enough arsenal to start a small war.

What do we have in Dallas

that would warrant so much effort?

Whatever it is, it'd have to be worth a king's ransom.

A king's ransom.

Wait a minute.

The Bureau just got notification.

The royal jewels of Kunai,

they're being displayed in a special exhibit

at the Dallas museum.

When do they arrive?

Today.

( ominous theme playing)

Hey, how are you doing?

You're already, boys.

Good. Right on time.

Nobody move.

Guns down now. Guns down.

Hit the ground now. Get on the ground.

Come on, down. Down!

Let's go! Let's go!

Get down! Get down!

Look up again, and I'll shoot you!

You got me?

Please.

You can't do this.

You hush up now.

You don't... understand.

Hands in the air.

What is this, Tony Boy?

Texas Ranger.

Drop your weapon.

(laughs) Don't even.

Tell 'em!

Guns down now, boys.

Put 'em down.

Sir, you want to step over here?

Thank god you got here in time.

The jewels... Give me a reason.

They're priceless.

STONE: Drag him out, boys.

Drag him out now.

Get the jewels, then kill them all.

Let's do it, boys. Let's do it. Now.

( ominous theme playing)

Fire in the hole.

(guards screaming)

Whoo!

MAN: Keep your head down.

( upbeat theme playing)

(beeps)

Come on. Get busy.

You got it, Stone.

(tires screeching)

MAN: Stone, we got company.

(cracking)

(screams)

Doug.

Watch him.

The big boss.

Doesn't look so big now.

No.

(groans)

♪ One chance, one choice ♪

Hey, hey, hey, nice uniform, buddy.

(laughs)

Police Scout of America, Leon Ochoa,

ready for duty, sir.

(chuckles)

Ha.

You do look good, Leon.

(laughs)

Hey, Walker.

What you got there?

Well, this came to my office,

but it's addressed to you and Walker.

It's from the Sultan of Kunai.

The Sultan of Kunai...

The sultan of the richest

of the six richest oil-producing

nations in the Middle East?

That sultan?

That would be the one.

Holy mackerel.

CARLOS: Do you think it's a reward?

I mean, those jewels you guys recovered were priceless.

TRIVETTE: Oh, my gosh, you know, Walker, he's probably right?

It's probably a reward. Yeah, I wonder what it is.

Do you think it's money?

(jingling)

No. Oh, my god. Oh, it's jewels!

(jingling) I can hear it.

(opening package)

TRIVETTE: We're gonna be rich.

Read that.

"Order of the Desert Palm,

"Kunai's highest award for bravery,

"to Cordell Walker and James Trivette.

"Thank you for your valiant service.

The sultan is very happy to present this award."

They're medals.

Trivette, it's the thought that counts.

Yeah, but this guy...

This guy could have thought of something better.

ALEX: Trivette.

What?

(Alex gasps) TRIVETTE: Okay.

Okay.

Allow me to do the honors.

Thank you, madam.

(chuckles)

My brave man.

Oh, hmm.

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