Original subtitles

( ominous theme playing) (Resync by Chuck)

(men speaking in Spanish)

(whispering): Looks like there's only

two guards down there, Paco.

Well, let's get ready to rumble.

Apache One to Apache Two.

Ready, Apache One.

That's a nice jacket, Trivette.

Yeah, genuine sheepskin. Brand new, huh.

Yeah.

Can I see it for a minute?

Yeah.

We're the same size.

Yeah.

Here.

Boy, it is nice.

Wha...? You!

You...

(clattering)

Hey, Jose.

Oh! Ugh!

How come I always get the big guy?

Just lucky, I guess.

(chattering in Spanish)

WALKER: Hey!

Texas Rangers!

DEA! Freeze! Right now!

(talking in Spanish)

(gun clicks)

Drop it!

MAN: Hands are around my head. MAN 2: Hands up!

Don't you guys just hate days like this?

MAN: Paco Cruz again.

MAN 2: Who's with him?

Some Texas Ranger.

You want a two for Chuchu?

I can take Cruz and the Ranger out together.

Right now.

Save it, ese.

Durazo has some plans for Cruz.

Big-time plans.

( light rock action theme playing)

(country music playing in bar)

C.D., man.

These ribs don't get nothing but better.

It's... It's all in the sauce, Paco.

My own special blend.

Yeah? Yeah.

You oughta franchise that, man. You can make a fortune.

Really? Yeah.

You mean, kinda like Paul Newman

on the salad dressing label. Yeah.

I looked like Newman when I was a young man.

Yeah? I really did. I...

There's still a resemblance.

I mean, you can see.

Yeah! Still resemble him in a way.

The side of my face here.

I see it!

(laughing)

What's happening, Jimmy?

Same thing, big dog. Some more nuts.

Somebody new?

(huffs)

Are you still upset about the jacket?

I told you it would be replaced.

Jiminy Crickets! I'll buy it for you myself.

Buy me what?

Hey, he speaks!

(laughs)

PACO: So tell me, Trivette,

how do you like working with this guy?

It's hard on my wardrobe.

But I gotta admit, it's never been dull.

At least, not yet.

So what? You used to diss him about his clothes too?

Paco and I go a long way back.

Oof.

In fact, our first assignment,

I was new on the Department of Public Safety,

and you'd just started with the DEA. Yeah.

And that was the beginning of a beautiful relationship.

You got it.

(both laugh)

Jimmy.

What?

Come here.

What?

Jimmy, you know how it is with old friends.

I wasn't bothering 'em.

To Cobra.

Who's that?

Our agent in Mexico who fed us the coke mill.

Well, I hope I get a chance to meet him sometime and thank him.

Cobra's a little tied up right now.

Has Emilio Durazo staked out.

That's the guy who bankrolled the mill we just took down.

Emilio Durazo.

Head of the Mexican mafia, right?

Not for long, if I have anything to do with it.

Sounds personal.

You're right. This is personal for me.

As personal as it gets.

This man is responsible for killing children.

Babies born with drugs in their veins.

A whole generation of kids with no chance at a decent life.

Paco, you know what happens

when you get emotionally involved.

You get careless.

Look who's talking.

Well, watch your back, will ya?

Don't I always?

Ugh.

( dramatic theme playing)

The cocaine mill was a nice bust, Walker.

Clean.

No loose ends for me to chase for a change.

Are you tryin' to make a point here?

Well, I can only interpret your ongoing relationship

with other agencies as tenuous.

Tenuous.

Does that mean I'm not the caring, sensitive,

nineties type of guy?

Well, sometimes, my dear,

a little diplomacy would go a lot further

than kicking down doors.

But it wouldn't be as much fun.

How's Paco?

Great. It's good to see him.

Yeah. Oh, one more thing.

Trivette's expense sheet.

"One sheepskin jacket, $648.37"?

Is that what he said?

Uh-huh.

That jacket wasn't worth more than 50 bucks.

I wouldn't let him get away with that.

Okay.

Uh, Jimmy.

We were just going over your expense sheet, and...

Walker, I have some bad news.

It's Paco Cruz.

What about him?

You know Marlene, that DEA clerk I've been seeing?

She says that Paco's been missing since last night.

DEA got word through an informant

that he's been abducted.

He was with me at C.D.'s.

He left just a few minutes before I did.

Well, who do they suspect?

Mexican mafia.

Emilio Durazo.

Walker, they have to be pulling out

all the stops to find him.

Don't give me that look.

This is out of our jurisdiction.

Please just let the Feds handle it.

( resolute theme playing)

He never listens.

Just a moment, please. Can I help you, sir?

Name's Walker. I phoned.

Mr. Walker, I told you Mr. Maddox was not available.

Mr. Maddox, I'm sorry. He just...

I'll have to get back with you.

Well, you must be Walker. (door closes)

And you must be the guy I can't get on the phone.

Do I sense an atmosphere of tension here?

Let's cut to the chase, Maddox.

I'm here about Paco Cruz.

Fine. Let's do be concise.

You're with Cruz for a few joint undercover operations.

More than a few.

Whatever.

You're here because you're concerned with his safety.

However, I'm not at liberty

to discuss his situation with you.

Then you're confirming that he was kidnapped.

I can speak only on a need-to-know basis.

Now, I appreciate your professionalism

and care, Walker.

But you're not part of the equation.

I've just become part of the equation.

Okay, off the record.

All we know for sure is that he was last seen

in Cortelano, Mexico.

What have you done to find him?

Everything we can.

You haven't answered my question.

We've concluded our business, Ranger Walker.

Yeah, we have.

(door slams shut)

( melancholy theme playing)

You okay, Washoe?

Yeah.

Just thinking.

Ah.

Here, I made some tea.

Some of my own secret ingredients

to induce serenity.

What's in it?

Well, if I told you,

it wouldn't be a secret anymore.

(sighs)

You know, I remember Paco, he visited the ranch.

He was a good man.

He is a good man.

If he's still alive.

If they'd a wanted to kill him,

they'd a killed him last night at C.D.'s.

You know, Washoe,

I know you feel you must have to act

in order to help your friend, but you also

took an oath to uphold the law.

I know that, but I've gotta do something,

even if it means going into Mexico.

Well, then you must do

what I know you've already decided to do.

(sighs)

Let's go.

(horse neighs)

WALKER: Hand me that rope, Trivette.

You've got enough stuff to take out an army, man.

I may have to.

Then I should go along.

It's not your fight. Hand me that 950.

Uncle Ray, you gonna help me out?

Ain't no use trying to stop Washoe when his mind's made up.

(car approaches)

Walker, what in the world do you think you're doing?

Going on vacation.

Hand me that box of ammo.

You're going across the border.

Your badge doesn't mean anything.

So what you're doing is you're walking

into hell.

With no resources.

No backup.

Uncle Ray.

I'm outta this. I'm gonna make some tea.

I'll send you a postcard.

( country theme playing)

Mm.

And don't let me forget to call Judge Grasos in the morning.

It's very important. (knock on door)

Can I talk to you for a minute, Alex?

Sure.

Just a second, Myra.

While I'm sitting out there, I could... I don't like it.

I mean, he could be walking into a firestorm

down there in Mexico.

I know that. But what can we do?

We gotta do something, Alex.

I've been trying.

Call the attorney general.

Already spoke to him.

He referred me back to the DEA.

I gotta do something.

You know what I gotta do?

I gotta start thinking like Walker.

Jimmy! Please.

(sarcastically): That's all I need.

( mariachi theme playing)

(townspeople conversing in Spanish)

(braying)

Gracias, señor.

Hey, señor.

Wanna see some watches?

Give you a good deal too.

(Vargas chuckles)

Gracias, señora.

Hey, Vargas.

Walker, what are you doing here?

I'm looking for Paco Cruz.

Your timing is perfect, hombre.

I just got in a new shipment of expensive watches.

Here. Let me show you.

The word is Emilio Durazo snatched him.

That's who I'm tracking.

Huh. Then he's probably tracking you by now, Walker.

I hope so.

Ah, you don't want to find this guy, amigo.

He's as bad as they come.

He's way out in the country someplace.

I don't know where, but I saw one of his men in town today.

Chuchu Sanchez.

He passed right by here maybe an hour ago,

bragging to a couple

of his friends about picking up a car for Durazo.

Something very expensive.

(chuckles)

He was all excited because he gets to drive

Durazo around in it all the time.

Did he say where he's going to pick it up?

Hombre, there's only one dealer in this town.

Bernardo Lopez.

Avenidas de las Flores.

Avenidas de las Flores.

Now, this a nice one.

Authentic.

Paco had an undercover contact.

Code name: Cobra.

Uh, Cobra's in deep cover.

Do you know where?

No one knows but Paco.

What do you think, señor?

Give you a good deal.

(chuckles)

Um, maybe I'll come back.

Ah, señor, you don't want to buy a watch?

Hey, stay away from there.

BERNARDO: Slowly, slowly.

Careful!

She's a beauty, no?

I told you to take it easy!

You can get out of the car now.

She's the perfect color too.

Uh, I think.

Is it what Mr. Durazo ordered?

Oh, yes, señor.

This is exactly the car Mr. Durazo ordered.

I made sure of that myself.

What about the leather?

Genuine catskin.

I thought we said lambskin.

Oh, w-well, yes, of course!

And that's exactly what it is too.

Better be.

Huh?

(chuckles)

Yeah.

It's real good.

Veritech rubber.

Cherry wood dash. CD player. Phone.

It's all there. (truck approaching)

Yeah, I like that new car smell.

(truck door opens)

CHUCHU: Hey, I know you.

You're the Ranger was with Cruz the other night, huh.

Well, if you know that, then you must know where Cruz is.

Don't know what you're talking about.

Oh?

Does that jog your memory?

Maybe you should call up Information

for his phone number.

Tell Durazo I'm coming for him.

(grunts)

Did Durazo pay for the car already?

Yeah.

Hey!

( upbeat theme playing)

(guard whistles)

You lookin' at, eh?

(men yelling in Spanish)

(helicopter whirring)

(guard exclaims in Spanish)

What's your problem?

Ma'am.

Miss.

(door opens)

Where's Durazo?

Oh, he's downstairs.

Did you get the new car?

Maybe we can all go for a ride.

Get out of this place a little bit.

Sí. I am so bored! I gotta get...

You're here to see that Durazo doesn't get bored.

That I don't get bored. (cries)

Animal!

Go ahead! I'm sure Durazo will want

to know where the bruises came from.

Ugh!

I like foreplay.

How 'bout you, Cruz?

I don't want to start the real torture

till you're completely warmed up.

I want the earth to move for you, my man.

Now, tell me...

how did you find my operation in Dallas?

Huh?

Talk to me, man!

Don't play games!

Who gave you that information?

It was somebody on the inside, wasn't it?

You'll never know, jefe.

(in Spanish)

Ah!

You're already dead, my man.

But I can still make you feel the pain of living.

It will go on for hours. Days! If I want it to.

Is that how you wanna play it?

(door opens)

Did you get the car?

Yeah, sort of.

What? What? Talk, talk, man.

A Texas Ranger showed up.

It was the one with Cruz the night we picked him up.

That's very interesting.

Come down here to find his compadre, huh?

I wonder who he is.

His name is Walker.

(laughs)

After so much, why?

Why, now, do you tell me this?

Because... he would want you to know.

MADDOX: Look, Ms. Cahill,

I wouldn't have come down here

if I didn't feel the situation was critical.

But I hear you're close to Walker,

and right now, he's into something

way over his head.

He's been seen in Cortelano, Mexico,

looking for Paco Cruz.

I can't verify that.

Really? Well, I can.

And if you hear from him,

you better tell him to get his butt

back over the border pronto,

or he's at risk of losing his badge. Or worse.

You don't have that authority.

Others do, and they're prepared to move on it.

Wait a minute. Paco Cruz is your man.

I would think that you'd want to get him out too.

We're talking about the vagaries of international law.

Sometimes it's within our sanction to help our people.

Sometimes not.

And sometimes individuals must be sacrificed.

That's barbaric.

That's the way it is,

and your friend Walker's caught right in the middle of it.

So, what are you saying?

Right now, he's operating on his own.

His badge is meaningless down there.

He's a man without a country.

If he gets caught by either side, he's gonna go down.

And you won't lift a finger.

I can't.

(mariachi music playing) (patrons speaking in Spanish)

(car horn honking)

( ominous theme playing)

I've been waiting for you guys.

Is that so?

Are you gonna tell me where Durazo is,

or do I have to beat it out of you?

(men laugh)

Sure, we'll take you,

only you won't be conscious when we get there.

You wanna bet?

Six to one odds.

I like those odds.

I like the odds.

How about 6-2?

I'll take that bet.

Ugh!

Oof!

Ahh! Ugh!

Uhh!

Trivette!

Ah!

What? Who was that?

I don't know.

(sheep bleating)

Oh, by the way, nice room.

What do you expect on Rangers' pay?

Besides... what are you doing here?

I'm on vacation.

Besides, postcards are cheap.

I wasn't gonna send you one anyway.

(knocking on door)

( suspenseful theme playing)

I am Maria Alcantar.

Okay.

Maybe you know me as Cobra.

WALKER: So Paco is alive.

If you can call it that.

I have not been able

to get in to see him since yesterday.

I can only imagine what they're doing to him.

At least, he's still alive,

so we have a chance to get him out.

Alive, yeah. As long as he doesn't talk.

As long as he has something they want.

What do they want?

Durazo wants the person inside his organization

that has been tipping off Paco.

Which is you.

I have been waiting for two years

to get my revenge on Durazo,

ever since he killed my sister.

What happened?

What happens so often the world has stopped noticing.

Like so many other children in Mexico

looking for a way out, looking for something better,

she wound up being a prostitute for Durazo.

Then on drugs.

Then overdosing.

We'll take care of Durazo. You don't have to go back there.

No, the hacienda's like a fortress.

You won't be able to get in without me.

We'll find a way.

I have to go back.

If I don't, Durazo will know something is wrong.

He will kill Paco.

And if Paco dies,

it will be because he was protecting me.

MARIA: Okay, Durazo keeps

three Dobermans on the grounds.

TRIVETTE: Dobermans.

They have Dobermans.

So?

So the last time we ran into Dobermans,

I almost lost a very nice, very expensive pair of boots.

Not to mention a leg. (helicopter whirring)

So I don't like dogs that don't have hair on them.

MARIA: Don't worry, I'll take care of 'em.

WALKER: What about the guards?

They rotate at intervals.

Four are left outside for the night after 2 a.m.

Do you know where the alarm system's at?

The main panel's near the front door.

What about the surveillance cameras?

At the gate, front entrance.

You know, it's gonna take an army

to get through that security system, Walker.

How are we gonna do it?

We're gonna surround 'em.

( ominous theme playing)

You got a lot of heart, Cruz.

I'll give you that.

You refuse to show weakness.

The mark of a man.

But now the thrill is gone, my man!

I wanna know who sold me out.

No more foreplay, man!

Talk to me!

You're scared, aren't you, Durazo?

You're scared because you know he's out there.

And you know he's coming for you.

You find this man,

and you bring him to me. Alive.

Okay? You understand me?

Sí, jefe.

I'll kill him myself!

Do it!

(chattering in Spanish)

Hey, hombre.

Sorry, amigo. We're closed.

Maybe for good.

Oh!

I heard you were talking

to a Texas Ranger this afternoon, huh!

I don't know. I talk to a lot of people.

Oh!

How many gringos come to this dust hole, huh?

Many, hombre.

This one was looking for Durazo.

I see no one who looks for Señor Durazo.

Keep your eyes open from now on, eh?

Oh!

( ominous theme playing)

Ah.

(gun clicks)

Walker... Don't tell me...

You need my help again, huh?

I'm afraid so.

Well, it just so happens, mi amigo,

I am in the mood to give it.

What do you need?

Right here.

Ah, no problem.

Meet me here at midnight.

(country music playing in bar)

ALEX: I have been trying

to reach Jimmy all day.

The office said that he called in sick,

but when I tried him at his house,

all I got was his machine.

I think he went down to Mexico to help out Walker.

More likely.

We have to do something.

Alex, all you have to do is order a beer and drink it.

And then what?

When they come back, they'll tell their story.

But what if...?

My God, I hate feeling like this.

Alex, just relax.

Cordell's not gonna get anywhere he can't get out of.

And you sure as hell can't talk him out of this.

Paco saved his life.

I didn't know that.

Mm-hm.

On their first assignment, Cordell got wounded.

Paco saved his life.

So he went down there to return the favor.

It's just that simple.

You want some goobers?

(crickets chirping)

(car approaching)

Here she is.

(honks)

(guards yelling in Spanish)

Okay, we've got three hours.

Let's get ready.

Hey, Durazo's been looking for you.

So?

So you'd better see what he wants.

(scoffs)

I know what he wants.

Get away from me, you pig.

Where have you been tonight, eh?

Out.

Out where?

Since when do I have to report to you?

I'm not your property. I'm Durazo's girl.

Hm.

I've seen so many like you come and go.

One day soon, he'll be bored with you, and then...

Lapping up leftovers from the floor

like a dog, huh?

Somebody jumped me today.

Knocked me out cold.

Funny thing, as I went down, I thought maybe...

Maybe what?

DURAZO: Maria!

Gotta go.

(exhales)

( rock theme playing)

What's going on, Walker? He said he'd be here, right?

Yeah.

Trivette!

He's dead.

Sorry, Vargas.

Got the stuff.

How're we gonna use this stuff without Vargas?

Our plan requires three men.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

What?

The watches, man.

What about 'em?

If I can modify the mechanism...

Can I do that?

I don't know. Can you do it?

We're in business, partner.

( tense piano theme playing)

Try this on.

How's that sound? (feedback hisses)

Too dadgum loud.

Turn it down.

Just getting a snack.

You want something?

No, no.

I better go see where Raul is.

He should have relieved me an hour ago.

( country theme playing)

Trivette, how's it going?

Right behind you, Walker.

This stuff just takes a little more time.

Well, time we don't have. Hurry it up.

Ten minutes. Let's go.

I'm on it, man. Come on.

(beeps)

(beeps)

(beeps)

(beeps)

Hey.

You having a picnic, señorita?

Uh, this meat was about to go bad,

so I thought I'd give the dogs a snack.

Smells good to me.

Mm.

Like steak tartare, eh?

Hey.

You be careful.

Those dogs will take your head off.

( acoustic guitar theme playing)

(whistles)

(Maria whistling)

(dogs barking)

Come and get it, boys.

You all set?

Oh, yeah, buddy.

I'll tell ya, if this thing works,

they're gonna think we're a dang army, Walker.

Let's see. Twenty minutes.

Let's get into position.

It's all right.

Walker's here.

( action theme playing)

Here. Just lean on me.

I told you I didn't trust you, baby.

(grunts)

So this is your little spy, huh?

Does she hop from Durazo's bed to yours,

telling you of all the jefe's plans?

Just like your sister, huh, chiquita?

You know what happened to her.

I won't make it so easy for you.

Go to hell.

I will see you there, no?

Chuchu, do what you want with her.

But first, find out who else she's been talking to.

Mami, treat him as nice as you've treated me.

Kill them both when you're done.

(chuckles)

Now, we're going to have some fun.

(grunts)

I'll come back for him myself.

Let's go. Come on.

(guards shouting in Spanish)

Trivette.

Yeah.

We got about 38 seconds if it works.

If it works? You said it would work.

It will.

I hope.

Anything unusual outside?

No, nothing.

What about the dogs?

What about 'em?

Where the hell are they?

I don't know. They were here.

Turn on the lights! Now!

(shouting in Spanish)

WALKER: Pst.

GUARD: Check on number three.

Let's go.

(Chuchu laughs)

So far so good.

Yeah. Boy, don't you love this job?

What's happening?

Hey. It's gonna work.

(alarm buzzes)

GUARD: Drop your guns!

GUARD 2: Don't move!

(beeps)

Let's get out of here.

(beeps)

Wait here.

(beeps)

(guards shouting in Spanish) (more explosions and gunfire)

(shouting in Spanish)

Hey. Qué?

Señor. Hola.

(gagging)

( country theme playing)

Look at me.

(grunts)

Just isn't your day.

(panting)

Trivette.

MARIA: Let me out! Damn it, let me out!

Get away from the door, Maria.

(gunshot)

You all right?

I'm all right. You sure?

Yeah, I'm fine. Let's go.

PACO: Let him go, Walker.

I'm not finished with him yet.

Now, I'm finished.

(men speaking in Spanish)

PACO: Well, I guess we're even now, huh, amigo?

I saved your life. Now, you saved mine.

And I'd do it again.

And I as well, my friend.

WALKER: Take care of yourself.

You too.

The three of us made a pretty good team, huh?

You bet. See you around.

You too.

(engine starts)

He's a great guy, Walker.

Yeah, the best.

All right. So where we park the truck?

I don't know.

It all looks different at night.

You don't remember?

Well, it's not like I didn't have other things

on my mind.

Walker, I'm tired. My feet hurt. You...

Look, the next time you get yourself

in a situation like this,

don't expect me to come down here

and bail your butt out.

I didn't ask you to come.

No, not in so many words,

but you knew I wouldn't let you

come down here by yourself.

Trivette, I specifically told you not to come.

Yeah, but see, that's not what you meant.

You wanted me to make the decision on my own.

Hey! And another thing.

They didn't approve my expense account,

so you owe me for my sheepskin coat.

Six hundred and forty-eight dollars,

thirty-seven cents, pal.

Can I pay you in pesos?

No, you can't pay me in pesos!

Where is that dadgum truck?

Walker!

( guitar theme playing) (Resync by Chuck)

( upbeat theme playing)