Original subtitles

( light rock action theme playing)

( suspenseful theme playing)

TRIVETTE: Cole's helicopter should have been here by now.

What time you got?

Quarter till.

Ahh. My watch stopped again.

Maybe it's time you got a new one.

This is a new one.

That's pretty.

Thanks.

Too bad it doesn't work.

What's with all the doodads?

Those aren't doodads.

This is a tachometer, this is an altimeter...

Altimeter?

When's the last time you jumped out of a plane?

Well, with you, you never know.

Shelby? Hi, guys.

If it was your 20 million in cocaine,

you'd be on time, wouldn't you?

Yeah. But I don't mess with drugs.

I mean, honest to God.

Buddy, your information better be right.

Oh, come on, get real, will you, Trivette?

I mean, I did the best I could.

If Mr. Cole said he's gonna be here, he's gonna be here.

Look, you gotta let me go. If they catch me,

I'll be hamburger meat. I'll be in a body bag.

You're not going anywhere, Shelby.

Not till we get him.

Come on, Walker.

Here he comes. Get out of here.

Thanks.

Stay close. Don't go anywhere.

I-I promise.

This is Unit 1.

TRIVETTE (over radio): Everybody look alive.

(helicopter whirring overhead)

There's Cole's chopper.

( suspenseful theme playing)

( line ringing)

Mr. Cole?

Can you hear me okay?

It's your main man. It's Shelby.

Yeah, Shelby, I hear you. What do you want?

You better get out of here.

The place is crawling with cops.

Let's go.

What happened?

BOTH: Shelby.

We'll deal with him later.

Everybody, go, go, go!

( dramatic theme playing)

(guns cock)

(officers talking indistinctly)

(men chattering)

Rangers!

(men shouting)

( action theme playing)

(yells)

(groans)

Get him!

(yells)

All right, cuff 'em.

MAN: All right?

MAN 2: All right, all right!

MAN 3: You, get up!

(men chattering)

( dramatic theme playing)

It's not bad for a reproduction.

( suspenseful theme playing)

Okay, Alex. Thanks.

The guys we took down, they won't talk.

I don't understand that.

You give those guys an opportunity

to knock a big chunk off their prison time,

they don't wanna take it.

That's because they're more afraid

of their bosses than they are us.

That's what we get for being such nice guys.

All right, I'm logging onto the Internet.

I'm gonna access Museo Nacional

in Mexico City.

Find out where this puppy came from.

Wonder what happened to Shelby.

I don't know.

He's got to show up at his apartment

sooner or later, though.

( exotic theme playing)

TRIVETTE: Oh, wow.

Hey, Walker, come check this out.

What is that?

Whoa, baby.

Some kind of beauty contest or something.

I hit modelos. art, the museum's website.

I must have hit the wrong key, though.

Well, hit the right key.

Yeah, right.

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

(chuckles)

♪ Hey ♪

TRIVETTE: Well, how'd I do this?

I don't know.

I know what I did, I left off the second O.

I hit "models.art."

It must be some kind of online modeling agency.

She's gorgeous.

Trivette, hit the right key. Okay?

Okay, okay.

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ You're goin' places ♪

♪ With a look like yours ♪

♪ You're goin' places ♪

♪ I'm absolutely sure ♪

♪ You're goin' places ♪

♪ Gonna rocket to the top ♪

♪ You're goin' places ♪

♪ Baby, baby, don't stop ♪

Okay, good.

We gave 'em the girl-next-door look,

now I want seductress. Okay?

♪ You're goin' places ♪

♪ You know You can't go wrong ♪

Uh-huh. That's right. ♪ You're goin' places ♪

♪ You're really almost gone ♪

♪ You're goin' places ♪

♪ You've got what it takes ♪

♪ You're goin' places ♪

♪ All you need is a break ♪

ROLF: Okay. All right, good.

I think we got it.

Beautiful.

What do you think, Bruno?

I think she'll be on the cover of Cosmo in six months.

ROLF: That's it for tonight.

Good night, Tracy.

♪ Yeah ♪

( ominous theme playing)

(Tracy screams)

( 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 ♪

(country music playing inside bar)

(beeping)

WALKER: Well, I won again, C.D.

C.D.: Oh, come on now, Cordell,

give me one more, will you, please?

TRIVETTE: I mean, all of these are beautiful, Kristin,

but I-I like this one.

That one? Why? Mm-hm.

Because of the smile.

You're not supposed to smile, Jimmy.

Why not?

It's not the look they're buying.

Not commercial.

Men like the pout.

What pout?

And when did you become an expert?

It's a signal.

"I'm upset. Please come take care of me."

You know how you men like to be in control.

(laughs)

This is a great one, Kristin.

So when's your next photo shoot?

Tonight.

Tonight?

Oh, I tried to tell you earlier.

Excuse me. We had a date.

We do. We're just gonna meet a little later.

Rolf called me this morning,

and he showed my proofs to some agents,

and apparently they really liked them.

So he wants me to pick out my favorites,

and we're gonna do a whole layout.

You can meet me at the studio.

Okay, fine.

Jimmy, are you pouting?

No... Yes, I am.

I'm upset, and I want somebody to make me feel better.

(both laugh)

(beeping)

Cordell, what do you think?

About what?

Kristin.

Well, I think she's a nice girl.

No, no, no.

What do you think about she and Jimmy and...

You know what I mean. I don't know, C.D.

I don't pry into Trivette's personal affairs.

Look, I'm not prying, either.

I'm just a little bit curious, that's all.

Well, I'm sure you'd be the first one to know.

(beeping)

Cordell, um,

you know, I'm gettin' a little bit older.

I got this damn arthritis in my shoulder.

Why don't you play me left-handed

from here on out, will you?

Ah...

(beeps)

Do you want me to use my foot next?

That's funny. Real funny.

(laughing)

We gotta go. Wha...?

So soon?

Mm-hm. Gotta go.

Our turn on the stakeout.

See you at the photo shoot.

Mm-hm.

( suspenseful theme playing)

This Shelby guy has to show up sometime.

Hopefully.

(engine starts)

There's Walker. We can go now.

It's a quarter till.

New watch?

Yeah, look.

What do you think?

Well, still have all those doodads on it.

Modern technology.

Well, your modern-technology watch

is nine minutes slow.

What?

Oh, crap.

Oh...

There he is.

TRIVETTE: What is he doing?

Does Shelby think he's a ninja or something?

Let's go.

(Shelby yells)

What?! Hey!

Shelby.

Hi, guys.

I been looking all over for you. I called C.D.'s ten times.

Where you been?

Right. Let's go inside.

SHELBY: All right, all right.

I swear on my mother's grave.

I swear. I mean, I should go blind.

What kind of a crumb do you think I am?

I swear on a stack of bibles,

I did not tip Mr. Cole to the raid.

Shelby, you're gonna burn in hell.

I want Cole's phone number.

Hello? Hello, is anybody listening?

I don't have it. He never gave it to me.

He always called me.

He's a very careful man.

Really? What's this?

What? What are you...?

Man.

WALKER: What's Cole's first name?

Johnny.

Ah, J.C.

Oh, man.

I wonder what that stands for, Trivette.

It either stands for Jesus Christ or Johnny Cole,

and I seriously doubt that you have a connection

to Jesus Christ.

Ha-ha-ha. It's very funny, Trivette.

It's Joey Carucci. He owns a Chicago-style pizza joint

in North Dallas.

There! Let me borrow your phone.

Ah, what are you doing?

Callin' Joey. (Shelby groans)

You like pepperoni?

Hello, Cole? (groans)

COLE: Yeah, this is Cole.

Who is this?

This is Walker, Texas Ranger. Ugh.

You were lucky the other day.

You won't be so lucky next time.

How'd you get this number?

Shelby gave it to me. I'm gonna puke.

I just wanna let you know that we're gonna take you down.

Hard.

(phone beeps off)

That's just great! I'm a dead man!

Do you understand that?

I'm gonna take a dirt nap.

Uh-huh. There's only one way you can save yourself now, Shelby.

Help us get Cole before he gets you.

Oh, terrific. That's just great.

That means that I'll be in your protective custody

for the rest of my life.

Better than dead.

Why don't you go take a shower? You smell.

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ You're goin' places ♪

♪ You're goin' places ♪

Great. Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

♪ You're goin' places ♪

♪ You're goin' places ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Hey, hey ♪

Beautiful, you got it. Beautiful.

♪ Uh-huh ♪

♪ You're goin' places ♪

ROLF: All right, all right.

♪ You're goin' places ♪

ROLF: The camera loves you!

♪ You're goin' places ♪ You're gorgeous. Love you, girl.

Oh, yeah!

♪ You're goin' places ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Ooh, yeah ♪

All right. All right. Great job.

♪ Oh, oh, ahh ♪

Hey! Ha-ha!

♪ Uh-huh ♪

How are you?

Great.

Don't I remember this blouse?

Shh.

I-I'm sorry. I really don't like an audience.

Oh, don't worry, Rolf,

he will not distract me. No.

Okay, fine.

Oh, oh, by the way,

the Brennan Agency loved your test roll.

(gasps) They loved it.

(laughs)

Now we'll give them some glamour.

Bruno, set up the fan.

(upbeat pop music playing on stereo)

Shouldn't you be wearing a coat?

Shh.

Uh, Kristin, can we take off the cross?

Let me get a roll without it.

You know, show off that beautiful neck of yours.

Sorry, Rolf, I never take it off.

Not even in the shower.

It's a gift from my dad before he died.

Oh, okay, okay.

That... That's no problem. That's fine.

That's fine. Um...

You know, maybe you could swing it around your neck,

so we could just see the chain?

Oh.

Ah, voilà.

C'est magnifique. Beautiful, beautiful.

Get these shoes on.

Go sit down. I am.

Okay. Do you have a coat for that one?

Go sit down.

(giggles)

Well, I'm wearing a coat.

TRIVETTE: Hungry?

KRISTIN: Starving. I haven't eaten since breakfast.

Hold on.

(over radio): She's with someone.

What do you want to eat?

What do I want? Ha-ha.

A bacon cheeseburger, a side order of chili cheese fries,

and a big piece of apple pie.

He's only one man, Harris.

It's not worth the risk.

We'll take her later.

Yeah.

Let's move.

(engine starts)

( suspenseful theme playing)

( funky theme playing)

Whoa! W-What's happening?

I'm gonna snap your neck, you freakin' little weasel.

What'd I do, what'd I say? I didn't say nothing.

You gave the Rangers my number. What else you been giving 'em?

I swear to God on my mother's grave, I ain't...

Don't start that crap with me.

Okay. T-They got your number out of my book.

You put my number in your book?

You stupid sack of... Whoa. Wait a minute.

If I was gonna double-cross you,

I would have told them about the 50 kilos

that you hid at the train station.

And because I knew you were gonna double-cross me,

I moved it all to the hangar.

You're not gonna tell anyone... No, no, no, no!

Help! Help, help!

( action theme playing)

(yells)

Walker, what took you so long?

Did you stop for a hot dog or something?

He had a big gun. He was gonna blow my brains out.

Shelby. Do you have any... What? What?

Shut up.

So, what you got, a weapons beef or something?

Big deal. You've got nothing.

Really? Trivette.

(tape rewinds)

(clicks)

SHELBY (on recording): If I was gonna double-cross you,

I would have told them about the 50 kilos

that you hid at the train station.

COLE: And because I knew you were gonna double-cross me,

I moved it all to the hangar.

(growls)

(groans)

Ha. See? Don't mess with us.

You guys are terrific. I mean, you're really great.

All those moves... Shelby?

Huh?

Shut up.

( suspenseful theme playing)

Hey, Kristin?

(tapping on door)

Kristin?

( ominous theme playing)

KRISTIN: Sorry, Rolf, I never take it off.

Not even in the shower.

It was a gift from my dad before he died.

( ominous theme playing)

( mellow theme playing)

Work the body, work the body.

There you go, there you go.

(shouting indistinctly)

Hey, Walker.

Hey.

Something wrong?

Yeah, Kristin's gone.

I thought you two were hitting it off.

That's not what I mean.

I went over to her apartment

to pick her up for lunch at 1:30.

The place had been stripped clean.

The front door was open, all her clothes were gone.

That's strange.

I found this.

She would have never left that behind.

Her dad gave it to her.

Think I'm going nuts?

I've got an idea, Trivette.

I'll see you at the office.

( dramatic theme playing)

I want you to log in on that models. art

that you had before.

Why?

I don't know, it's just a hunch.

Keep going.

( suspenseful theme playing)

TRIVETTE: Oh, my God.

Kristin's on there now.

That's what I was afraid of.

( ominous theme playing)

Prince is gonna love blondie.

She looks better in the flesh than she does in her pictures.

You know, maybe we ought to sample some of the product

before we let the prince bid on it.

First man touches any of these women

gets a taste of biblical retribution.

Keep your hands to yourselves, or you lose them.

You're the boss.

That's right, I am.

You'll do well not to forget that.

Styles?

Did you make contact with Mr. White and the other bidders?

Yes, sir. They're all online and they're all onboard.

Good.

The auction will begin soon.

They're all listed as missing persons.

There's no record of ransom demands,

there's no contact with potential kidnappers.

These are all the girls that are missing, including Kristin.

I was there when this picture was taken.

I recognize the dress.

The photographer's name is Rolf Gaines.

He's got a studio in Sheridan Square.

I gotta crack this code.

Okay, keep at it.

I'm gonna go talk to this Rolf guy.

I'll see you later. Okay.

( suspenseful theme playing)

(sobbing)

I can't believe this is happening.

What's your name?

Donna.

Well, Donna, everything's gonna be all right.

No, it's not. I heard them talkin'.

We're gonna be sold like slaves.

Look, that is not going to happen.

I have a friend. He's a Texas Ranger.

He's gonna find us, I know he will.

I got you turkey sandwiches today.

Gobble, gobble. Come on, gotta protect those girlish figures.

Are you out of your mind?

Do you think you can strap us to camels like pots and pans

and sell us across the desert?

You'll never get away with it.

Hm.

Last ten said the same thing.

Never seen 'em again.

WOMAN: The last ten?

Please. I just wanna go home.

You are going somewhere, honey,

it's just not gonna be home.

( dramatic theme playing)

(laughs)

Ooh...

(door closes)

(knock on door)

Texas Ranger. I'd like to talk to Rolf.

He's busy right now.

I need to ask him some questions.

Can't this wait?

No, it can't.

Hey, wait.

Hey, you can't go in there. He's processing film.

Watch me.

ROLF: Hey, what are you doing?

You just ruined a whole night's work.

Did you know Kristin is missing?

K-Kristin?

What, that little girl from Denton?

I-I haven't seen her since last night, all right?

What do you want?

The photograph you took of her

showed up on the Internet,

along with other missing girls.

I-I don't know what you're talking about, all right?

I took some pictures of her.

What's the crime in that?

Well, let's see. Come on.

I'm taking you to Ranger headquarters.

(grunts)

But, look, I-I... Let's go.

You too.

( suspenseful theme playing)

Did you get anything?

It's a tough code, Walker.

I've been running an encryption program for three hours,

and nothing.

Hey, what about Rolf?

Well, Alex and I are getting ready to interrogate him.

TRIVETTE: Got it.

They're calling her Tiffany.

What are those numbers for?

I don't know.

Do you have her missing person's file?

Read off the numbers.

TRIVETTE: Five, seven, three, five, two...

Wait, wait, wait.

I says here she's 5-foot-7.

What's the other numbers?

Three, five, two, four, three, six.

That's her measurements: 35-24-36.

Why would they have her height and measurements on here?

Two, seven, five, zero, zero, zero?

275,000... Dollars.

I wonder, is someone running

a sex slavery ring on the Internet?

( dramatic theme playing)

(door opens)

(door closes)

(sighs)

A woman's work is never done.

What's the matter, sweet-cakes?

You got no appetite?

You know you gotta eat.

You gotta keep up your strength.

The prince, he likes his women strong,

'cause he likes to break 'em.

I know what gives me an appetite.

Well, what do you say?

Why don't you just relax and we'll take it nice and easy?

Leave her alone!

What are you getting involved for?

I don't gotta take that from you.

(coughing)

Come on, guys. What are you doing?

Look, I lost my head, okay? I lost my head.

Now you're gonna lose your hand. No!

(screaming)

It was nobody's fault but your own, Iverson.

(whimpers)

(screams)

I told you what would happen. No!

(screaming)

(whimpering)

Next time you go against me, I'll cut your heart out.

Okay.

( ominous theme playing)

ALEX: Okay, Rolf, let's start with what we have on you.

All of the ladies on the Internet

had their pictures taken by you before they disappeared,

and they're all still missing.

And it looks like they're being sold.

White slavery, Rolf?

That's some serious downtime.

Ahem. I don't know anything about it.

Well, I think I can prove otherwise,

and you could spend the rest of your life behind bars.

But if one of those ladies turns up dead...

WALKER: It's Huntsville.

Lethal injection, Rolf.

I don't know anything, I didn't do anything,

and I'm not saying anything.

Okay.

Alex, let's see what Bruno has to say.

Good idea.

If he talks to us, you go down for the count.

You know, Alex,

we've already got Bruno for assault on a peace officer.

Maybe if we drop the charges,

he'd be more willing to talk, huh?

Hm.

Think about it.

(door closes)

( suspenseful theme playing)

TRIVETTE: Damn it.

We need to know how to make contact.

We've gotta save her.

The only way we'll track her down

is if I get into that auction

and make them think I'm a player.

Walker?

Rolf's ready to talk.

Good.

( tense theme playing)

I'm just the photographer.

All I did was just take the pictures.

That's all I did.

That's not all you did.

You set them up.

And that's conspiracy.

When it comes to kidnapping,

conspiracy carries the same weight.

Shouldn't I be talking to a lawyer or something?

Sure, you can have a lawyer.

But any offer the D.A. puts on the table

flies right out the window the second you make that call.

You better talk, while you still have time.

Help us find those women,

and you can help yourself.

I swear, I don't know where they are.

Give us the code to the auction, Rolf,

or I'm gonna make your life a living hell.

You understand?

Now write!

I wired the minimum bid to their account.

Now they're doing an electronic background check on me.

What's your cover?

Kim Park, Korean industrialist,

presently doing ten to 20 for espionage.

Won't they know that?

Uh-uh, I scrubbed the arrest off his record.

We've been accepted.

And the auction begins.

If the tracer works, we can get a location.

WALKER: Starting trace.

Oh, we've got a high roller, gentlemen.

The Korean opens at 300 thou.

The prince is in at 345.

Tiffany looks like somebody

Mr. White would be interested in.

HARRIS: There he is.

Yep, you're right on, Harris.

White's in at 350.

Come on, come on, come on. Baby needs a new pair of shoes.

This is crazy.

What kind of people would do this?

Three-fifty, going once,

going twice... Whoa!

Four and a quarter to the Korean.

Four-fifty.

Four sixty-five.

Four seventy-five.

Four seventy-five, going once.

Going twice.

Sold to Mr. Kim Soo Park.

(sighs)

Ooh, I hope she likes Chinese food. Ha-ha.

He's Korean, nimrod.

What's that blue light flashing on your other TV screen, geek?

Trace. We've been traced. We got cops on the line.

TRIVETTE: We've been made.

Did you get a location?

All right, calm down, everybody. Let's get out of here.

Styles, call the prince's guys at the airport.

Yup.

Offer him a discount.

He'll take the inventory off our hands.

Hodge, Nichols, get the women.

Iverson, the van.

Let's go!

Okay, on your feet. Get up now and get your bags.

Let's go. Let's go.

Get your bags! Let's go.

5801 Sycamore Canyon Road.

We gotta hurry.

( suspenseful theme playing)

We just missed 'em.

They knew we were coming.

Yeah.

(sighs)

They left the mainframes.

(beeping)

Bomb, Trivette! Get out! Go!

( action theme playing)

That was way too close, Walker.

I can't wait to get my hands on that guy.

I prefer my feet.

( dramatic theme playing)

Trivette, come here.

What does that number look like to you?

Five, five, five... Oh, one... Nine?

Seven? Seven.

Call your guy at the telephone company.

See what was the last number dialed from here.

Very nice.

Yes.

Uh-huh.

No, no.

Prince, he will not like this one.

Why not? What's the problem?

Red hair.

It's bad luck.

Uh-huh.

What about the others?

MAN: They're all good.

Prince, he'll be very happy.

What do you wanna do with the redhead?

What do you think?

Take 'em.

(women whimpering)

( action theme playing)

Texas Rangers!

(men shouting)

(screams)

Freeze!

Drop your weapons now!

(women whimpering)

OFFICER: Hold it. Hold it right there.

(yelling)

(metal clangs)

OFFICER: You two, march, now!

TRIVETTE: Kristin! Kristin!

KRISTIN: Jimmy!

Oh, Jimmy!

It's all right.

You're okay. You're okay.

(sobbing)

( tender theme playing)

Come on. Come on. Come on.

TRIVETTE: I was worried about you.

I'm glad it's over.

Yeah. See that.

Oh, I have something for you.

Oh... Oh, my God.

I thought I'd never see this again.

(chuckles)

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Let me put it on you.

Aww.

I can't believe it.

(sighs)

What's wrong?

I've been trying to find a way to tell you.

There's this agency in New York,

Benton and Boles,

they saw my face on the news,

and they want to see me in New York on Wednesday.

That's... That's great. It's great.

I didn't give them an answer yet.

What's in your heart?

You.

That's a good answer.

And my career.

Yeah, well, you know,

remember what I told you.

I'm not gonna stand in the way of your dreams.

You'll never forgive yourself if you never try.

Oh, thank you, Jimmy.

Thank you for everything.

Aww.

I deserve another one. (giggles)

Hey. Hi, there.

Hey.

Thought you guys would like to know,

the State Department is coming down on the prince

with the full weight of the law.

They picked up Mr. White in Europe,

and all the other bidders are under investigation.

Yep, they ought to hang 'em by their...

C.D. C.D.

Well, they should.

Oh, we better get if we're gonna make the matinee.

My watch stopped again.

Trivette...

There's no doodads, but it keeps good time.

Oh, hey, thanks. You know what?

I-I like this one, actually.

C.D.: You know, when I was a young man,

we didn't have to have watches.

I could always tell the time of day by the sun.

Or at night, by the stars in the sky.

Or moss on a rock.

Or the phases of the moon.

C.D., uh, what time is it?

It's, uh, high noon, Cordell.

Straight up.

(all laughing)

TRIVETTE: What was that about?

( upbeat 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 ♪