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Kurt Woodley.

His priors read like a bio from the Marquis de Sade.

Felony assault,

assault with a deadly weapon,

aggravated mayhem.

The victim was a teenage girl.

Rape, murder two.

My partner and I busted him for the Rosewood shootings.

Husband and wife, asleep in their beds,

two slugs each at close range.

It was a clean collar. We had cause.

Judge didn't agree.

She said the search was illegal.

Woodley walked out of the courtroom

and smiled at us as he passed.

(distorted voice): You've all had a chance to review the file.

It's time to vote on Mr. Woodley's fate:

live or die?

Die.

Yeah. Die.

Die.

Die.

Die.

Die.

Live.

Die.

Die. Majority rules.

The sentence will be carried out.

I'll see ya, slimebag.

(techno music playing, indistinct conversations)

MAN: Come on, baby, shake it!

Yee-haw! Yeah!

MAN 2: Do it, baby, do it!

(shouting and cheering) (Resync by Chuck ;)

Thank you.

Show me you mean it, darling.

Hey, let go! Bruno!

Hey, hey! No hands on the girls.

What do I get in this dive for my 20 bucks?

You get to look.

MAN: Hell of a joint, huh?

All glands, no hands.

(laughs)

Hey.

I'll take a refund.

Hey, spare a light?

Thanks.

( ominous theme playing)

Hey, what the hell are you...?

You shouldn't smoke.

It's bad for your health.

( light rock action theme playing)

WOMAN (over radio): This is Central.

What is the status of the location, Ranger?

P.D.'s got the crime scene under control.

And Forensics will forward a report

as soon as they got something.

Copy that. Ten-four.

Kurt Woodley cut down in his prime.

You were right, man,

he's got a rap sheet as long as your arm.

Hell, it fits the pattern:

silenced .38, close range, no witnesses

and very professional.

That's ten in the last six months.

Yeah. Four in Tarrant County and six in Dallas.

Why don't you check Waco and Houston.

Let's see how far this thing spreads.

All right.

You got something on your mind?

Yeah, he's killing guys who are less than model citizens.

I think we have a vigilante on our hands.

We have no way of knowing who his next victim's gonna be.

I think he knows exactly who his next victim's going to be.

This guy's on a mission, Trivette,

and we gotta stop him.

(rock music playing in bar)

Hey, big dog, cookies and cream.

This isn't an intensive care,

and your foot's not set up in concrete.

Come on back around here and help yourself. I'm busy.

I'll have a coffee. Make it a double.

Sure, customer.

Comin' right up.

So, what's going on, Cordell?

Well, looks like we have a vigilante on our hands, C.D.

Our last victim was a guy named Kurt Woodley. Remember him?

Oh, yeah. I remember Woodley.

I busted him a couple of times there,

when he was trying to earn his bones.

He bought a one-way ticket to Clay County a long time ago.

Hi, guys.

Hey, Alex. Coffee?

No time. Thanks.

I just came by to remind you about dinner tonight.

At my place.

What are you talking about?

Cordell, don't you do this to me.

You said you were coming.

Now, I'm expecting you.

Dinner, you and me, tonight?

Yes. That's kind of what I had in mind.

Candlelight, rack of lamb.

You remember how this works.

Eight o'clock. Don't be late.

See you, guys.

Wait a minute, Alex.

ALEX: Eight o'clock.

What?

You didn't tell me that Alex invited you over for dinner.

That's because I didn't know anything about it

until two minutes ago.

Oh, come on, Cordell. This is family down here.

You don't have to be embarrassed.

C.D., I'm telling you, I don't know anything about dinner.

Yeah. So, what are you going to wear?

What do you mean...?

What do you mean, what am I going to wear?

I mean that Alex invited you over for a home-cooked meal.

You're not gonna go looking like something the cows drug in.

Then maybe I should wear a tuxedo.

No. It's too formal. Yes, you wanna wear a tie.

You wanna wear a suit. But you don't wanna look

like you planned it.

C.D.: Flowers.

A hell of a lot of flowers. Fifteen dollars'll go a long way

in that department.

C.D., I am telling you,

I was not invited to dinner tonight.

Cordell, you may know that penal code

from cover to cover,

but you don't know split peas from coffee about women.

Well, I'm not gonna argue with you about it.

It's just her style.

Doesn't make any difference if she invited you

two weeks ago or two minutes ago.

It all has the same result.

Oh, jeez.

Stay out of those damn peanuts, will ya?

She's gonna be slaving over

an oven for you.

At least you can go over halfway hungry.

MAN: It is tasty!

WOMAN: Mmm. Oh, it's good.

I'm hungry now.

You ain't gonna eat no peanuts.

You ain't gonna get any of my cookies.

Wow.

Am I dressed too, uh...?

No.

You look wonderful.

You smell good too.

Grant Wallace, this is Cordell Walker.

Nice to meet you, Ranger.

Oh...

Pleasure.

I've heard a lot about you.

Are those for me?

Oh, yeah. Um...

C.D. Wanted you to have these.

I'll have to thank C.D. next time I see him.

They're beautiful.

So, um...

You staying for dinner?

Dinner? Um, I'm not sure I understand.

Um, I can explain.

Why don't we all sit down.

Sure.

Trivette, I'm gonna kill you.

What?

Oh, nothing.

Grant works for the Justice Department,

and he wanted to meet you

without anybody else knowing about it.

Um, we went to law school together.

And he knew that I knew you,

and so he asked me to set it up.

It had to be done quickly.

So we're not going to have dinner.

I'm sorry if I threw you a curve.

But, um, if you're hungry, I think I have

a half a turkey sandwich in the fridge.

Oh, no, no, that's okay, I had a big lunch today.

Thanks, though.

Great. Can we get down to business?

What business?

Well, Ranger,

you're aware that there've been a large number

of these vigilante-style assassinations around here

in the last six months.

I'm aware of it. Why?

Well, we're beginning to suspect

it's the work of an organized group.

You have any leads?

Not enough.

What we need is somebody to get into this group.

We need somebody to infiltrate the organization.

Now I know why I've been invited here tonight.

I'll make it up to you. I promise.

You will?

( charming, light theme playing)

Only kidding.

You know how I hate it when you don't tell me stuff.

You better tell me. You better tell me. Wha...?

What, you want me to beg?

Yeah.

Boy, she must've fed you real good, though.

If you only knew, Trivette.

Well, come on. Tell me what she cooked.

No. No. No. Tell me what she wore.

You're really chomping at the bit, huh?

Sue me. I like details.

WOMAN (over radio): Walker, we just got a hit

on a P.D. want and warrant.

Suspect vehicle is headed west on Magnolia near Broadmore.

You sittin' down?

The car's registered to Reed Jameson.

We got it.

Do I know Reed Jameson?

Yeah, he was the wheel man

for that bank heist a while back.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I've never seen you carry a backup.

You never know, Trivette.

(tires screech)

(sirens wail)

( action theme playing)

Around the back.

Nah.

(screaming and shouting)

Ah! Whoa!

(yells)

Where'd he go?

Upstairs, upstairs!

Look out.

(groans)

Hey! Hey!

Let's split up.

MAN: Hey!

MAN 2: Hey, watch out!

WALKER: Hold it!

Okay! Okay!

I give, man.

Pick it up.

Man, what are you doing? You crazy!

(screaming)

I said, pick it up.

No way.

I got your back!

Stay back. Put it away, Trivette.

He's mine.

Put it away!

Now, for the last time, pick it up.

I said, no way!

Suit yourself.

(yells)

( moving theme playing)

(indistinct conversations)

MAN: How's he doin'?

WOMAN: His doctor changed that medication.

Will you relax? Sit down.

I don't wanna sit down.

Suit yourself.

Now, what the hell happened back there?

What do you think happened?

I saw you shoot a man in cold blood.

He had a gun.

I saw you toss him your gun, Walker.

Trivette, this has nothing to do with you.

The hell it doesn't.

All I know is what I saw.

I can't just let it slide.

There's gonna be a shooting review.

What the hell you want me to tell 'em?

Come here.

Get in here.

Now, I thought I knew you pretty well, man.

Hey, I look up to you. You...

You know what I tell people?

I say, "Cordell Walker, he's the finest Ranger we got.

He's the guy that goes to the wall for the law."

You cut the guy down. I saw you.

Now, I'm asking you. How the hell could you do that?

Like this.

Everybody okay in here?

Yeah, everything's okay,

but I think Trivette thought he was going to meet his maker.

Trivette, meet agent Adcock.

Looks like you two put on a pretty convincing performance.

This was all a setup.

Yeah, I'm sorry, but it was something I had to do.

And you were in on it?

Only 'cause I had to.

And I don't like being shot at, even if it is blanks.

ADCOCK: Cooperating got you a reduced sentence, didn't it?

Well, I got to get this piece of work

to an out-of-county lockup under an alias.

Thanks, Walker.

You bet.

Come on.

I'm just checking.

(both chuckle)

Scared you, huh.

Yeah. Boy, so I'm not dead, huh.

No.

Oh, man. Whoa.

Least I don't have to testify against you.

Well, don't count on that.

Besides, how could you ever believe that I would shoot

a man in cold blood?

Oh, I knew all along this was a setup.

Get outta here.

Sure. Sure.

I did.

TRIVETTE: At that point, the suspect exited

the rear of the building.

Ranger Walker instructed me specifically

to hold my position,

and he went out the back to cover the alley.

And did you hold your position, Ranger Trivette?

Yes, ma'am, I did until I heard the gunshot,

and then I went out back to the alley, also.

And what happened?

I saw Ranger Walker, and I saw the suspect

with his hands in the air.

Ranger Walker had his revolver drawn.

Was the suspect armed at this time?

Was the suspect armed at this time?

No, ma'am, he wasn't.

But there was a weapon on the ground.

So when Ranger Walker fired his revolver,

the suspect was not armed?

No, sir, he was not.

Do you have anything to add to this,

Ranger Walker?

The only thing I have to add

is the world's a lot better off without him.

Yeah, we've been going over your record, Walker.

It's hardly a testimonial for good police work.

Three warnings in two months.

Excessive force.

One month suspension for beating a confession out of a suspect.

( mysterious theme playing)

The confession was thrown out at the trial.

March 9, 1993,

brought up before the disciplinary board

for conduct unbecoming a Ranger

June 25, 1993, demerits issued

for insubordination towards a senior officer.

December 8, 1993,

almost suspended but officially reprimanded

for overly aggressive behavior toward suspected perpetrators.

The board ordered two months' psychiatric evaluation.

I have to be honest with you, Ranger Walker.

I've heard good things about you,

but all this comes as somewhat of a shock.

You got nothing to say?

Well, the only thing I've got to say is,

how come everyone has water here but me?

Well, in that case, my recommendation

is, uh, that you be suspended

and that this case be taken to the grand jury

for an indictment.

And at that time, you'll be removed

from the Texas Rangers, permanently.

(distorted voice): I would say that our search

for someone from the Ranger service

to join our committee is over.

Ranger Walker would be a fine asset to our organization.

It's time for a vote: yes or no.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

(country music playing, indistinct conversations)

You missed.

Wouldn't be the first time.

You're Ranger Walker, aren't you?

Was Ranger Walker.

And you're blocking my shot.

Could I buy you a drink?

No, thanks.

You know, there are a lot of people

who are on your side.

And what side is that?

The right side.

And if you're interested in getting to know

some of those people who share your point of view,

we're having a meeting tonight, 8:00.

Here are the details.

That's a pretty lady.

What you got, a nibble?

C.D., looks like we got the whole doggone fish.

Good.

( suspenseful theme playing)

(hums)

(distorted voice): We're glad you could make it, Ranger Walker.

Now, if you would, please sit down.

We still have some questions we need to ask.

You do understand, Ranger,

that if you decide to join us,

once you know who the other members of the committee are,

there's no turning back.

I didn't come here to turn back.

I'm glad you could make it.

Good to meet you, Walker.

I'm sure you know Judge Riley.

Yeah, I do. Officer Strangis.

Nice to meet you, Walker. Welcome aboard.

Thanks.

Emory Harris, detective, homicide.

Walker, it's good to have you with us.

Harris.

Lisa Dutton, public defender.

Public defender?

Aren't you on the wrong side of the fence here, counselor?

I try to protect and defend innocent people, Walker,

but all too often I'm forced to put the wrong ones

back out on the street.

I'm just trying to balance the scales.

Mm.

Where's the guy I was talking to?

Oh, the chairman never comes to the meetings.

You were talking to him by telephone.

The shy type, huh? Do I get a chance to meet him?

You've met all the people you need to.

We meet every Tuesday.

The next meeting is five days from now.

Just tell me when and where.

Well, Lisa's your contact,

but we still have a few preliminaries

to take care of before you're invited to a meeting. We'll let you know.

What sort of preliminaries?

You'll just have to wait till we contact you.

Rules of the game.

Whatever you say.

(gobbling)

(mooing)

( tranquil theme playing)

(horse whinnies in distance)

Are we having problems with the electricity?

Not since the storm month before last.

How 'bout the telephone?

The only big problem we've had is you pacing around in here

like a caged animal for the last couple days.

I thought you liked having me around.

Well, you know, as the spirits say, too much of a good thing

isn't always such a good thing.

And which spirit is that?

"Dear Abby."

Oh. Alex, uh, dropped by and left this for you.

It's your file.

Much better than the false record that they replaced.

I read it already.

It says "confidential," Uncle Ray.

Oh? (phone ringing)

I'll get it.

All right.

Hello.

Walker, it's me.

What do you want?

Well, I wanted to find out how you were making out,

and if you had had a chance yet to look at...

Will you get off my back, Alex?

What?

Where were you?

I didn't see you sticking up for me at the hearing.

Walker, I don't understand.

The system, Alex. It doesn't work.

You should be as disgusted as I am.

ALEX: Well, I am disgusted,

but it's the law, and we have to abide by it.

WALKER: Well, not me. Not anymore.

ALEX: I'm sorry you feel that way.

Sure.

(hangs up)

Boom.

Did he have anything new?

I'm not sure.

I think I just got act two of Nobody Loves me Anymore.

They might be on to his phones.

He's probably just being careful.

That sounds like Walker.

Don't worry.

Trivette will make contact.

Have you heard from him yet?

Yes. As a matter of fact, he should be coming in soon.

(chattering)

Hey, partner, let me have a double meat cheeseburger,

an order of fries... The seat's taken.

I know it is.

How's it going?

Fine until you came in.

I said, the seat's taken.

Well, as far as I could see, partner, it was empty.

Then maybe you need glasses.

Hey, hey, hey. You guys take it out of here.

I just got this place cleaned up before you came in.

Outside.

Man, that was... That was, like, real in there.

Don't you think...?

Easy, big fella. We're just acting, right?

We gotta make it look good.

Great. Method actors.

Okay. I'm almost in.

The names are under the counter.

( ominous theme playing)

You're almost in?

(groans)

You're getting good at that.

Yeah, well, I had a good teacher, thanks.

Okay, walk away.

I need more time.

I don't know who the big boss is yet.

He uses a speakerphone in the meetings.

So you want a tap?

Yeah. Have Alex get one.

All right. Okay.

I'm glad he's in a good mood.

Je-ee-eez.

You know what? I'm just gonna eat his.

He's not gonna be able to make it back.

He did pay for this, didn't he?

Nope.

(bell tolls) LAWYER: Your Honor,

these two men robbed a convenience store,

lined the customers up along the floor and executed them

one by one in cold blood.

We've connected them to the gun.

Ballistics says the gun we found on the defendants

is the murder weapon.

We just can't let these animals back out onto the street.

LISA: Objection, Your Honor.

These "animals,"

as the prosecutor likes to call them,

are still human beings and, under our constitution,

are entitled to the same rights as we have.

Officers Paulsen and Wright had no warrant.

They had no probable cause,

and the gun was obtained

by an illegal search and seizure.

(scoffs)

The prosecutor's opinion of my clients' demeanor

is not what is at question here.

Do you have anything else to add?

No, Your Honor.

All right. We'll break for lunch.

I'll review the motions before the court

and give you a decision when we come back.

We'll reconvene at 2.

(gavel bangs)

(chattering)

Hi.

What are you doing here?

I'm here to take you to lunch.

This is bad form, Walker, and bad judgment.

We shouldn't be seen together.

Why is that?

An ex-Texas Ranger taking a pretty lawyer to lunch.

It doesn't seem suspicious to me.

(elevator bell dings)

Here you go. Thanks a lot.

So tell me, Walker,

are you this extravagant with all your dates?

I like to make a strong first impression.

Well, I hate to imagine where you end up.

So, what's on your mind, Walker?

Somehow I have the feeling

you're not working your way towards dinner and a movie.

I wanna know about the committee.

It's not my place to tell you anything about them.

Look, you guys are checking me out,

so I think it's only fair that I check you out

before I make a decision.

Besides, I got a feeling something's bothering you

about the committee.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Yes, you do.

I was watching you at the meeting.

You don't seem to be as committed as the rest of 'em.

Understand this, Walker.

It's a lifetime commitment.

Once you're in, you're in.

What if it doesn't have to be?

What if you had a choice?

No.

We shouldn't be talking about this.

Whatever's said here stays here.

(sighs)

Tell me, why'd you join?

There's so much wrong with the system, Walker.

I mean, you're there. You see it.

The idea of justice. It's just that. It's an idea.

When you're in it day to day,

sometimes you begin to forget what the word means.

Yeah, you're right.

It's not a great system.

But it could be a lot worse.

Yeah, that's easy to say.

You know, there are nights when I come home,

and I turn on the shower,

and I stand under it for what seems like hours,

just trying to wash off the dirt.

When I heard about the committee, it...

It just seemed like what the system needed.

Another set of checks and balances

to plug up the holes that are getting bigger day by day.

How do you feel now?

I don't know.

I don't know that what we're doing

is any better than what the criminals are doing.

We form an opinion about what's right and wrong,

and we act on it.

It's getting late, Walker.

I gotta go.

( pensive theme playing)

Do me a favor, okay?

Let's make this our last date.

MAN (on screen): Come on, come on!

(suspenseful music playing on screen)

WOMAN (on screen): I can't. I can't reach.

MAN: Take my hand. Take my hand.

Run!

You got it. You got it, baby.

( woman gasps)

MAN: All right.

MAN 2: I see him. He's up there.

Let's go, cover me.

( indistinct shouting)

( clanking)

WALKER: Trivette, you there?

This is the good part.

This is where Bruce Willis actually loses

to one of the bad guys, man.

Would you like for me to come back later?

No. No, no.

How'd it go with the public defender?

I think she's having second thoughts

about her participation in the committee.

What makes you think that?

She was just trying too hard to convince herself

that what she was doing was right.

And I don't think she convinced herself.

How do you know she's not testing you,

fishing for a reaction or something?

I just know.

Well, just to be on the safe side,

why don't we just bust these guys

and get this thing over with.

No.

I wanna know who the voice is behind that speaker box.

I'll talk to you later.

All right.

Hey, I paid for that popcorn. Go ahead and take it.

(chuckles)

Thanks a lot.

MAN: I could sure use a cup of cappuccino right now.

MAN 2: Get him up there.

You all right up there?

MAN: Come on, get her out of here.

( dramatic theme playing)

(distorted voice): First of all,

I'd like to take this opportunity

to welcome Mr. Walker to the committee.

We're glad to have you.

(applause)

Now, down to business.

I realize that this is not our regular meeting date

and that not all could attend,

but we have a matter that could not wait.

Despite the absence of some of our members,

a unanimous vote will still be carrying the sentence.

We seem to have a serious problem on our hands

that needs to be dealt with immediately.

If you'll all open your folders...

( ominous theme playing)

It is regrettable,

but I believe that Miss Dutton

has become a serious security risk.

That not only puts the committee at risk,

but all of us individually.

The evidence in this file is pretty weak.

What makes her a security risk?

She's had some second thoughts,

made some calls.

We've had her phone tapped.

You'll think otherwise when you see the transcripts.

It's time for a vote.

Live or die?

Die.

Die.

Die.

Die.

Die.

Die.

Your vote.

We're waiting, Mr. Walker.

Die... but I wanna do it.

Well, thank you for the offer,

but that's why Mr. Strangis isn't here.

He's standing by to carry out the execution.

Appreciate your enthusiasm,

but there'll be plenty of opportunities.

(motorcycle starting)

That's some kind of club you joined.

I can't wait to see the Halloween party.

Did you get a trace?

Yeah, seven pretty little digits,

972 exchange, in the Dermont section,

not too far from here.

Go check it out. I gotta find Lisa.

( action theme playing)

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Texas Rangers. Our Turn Corporation, where's that?

Eighth floor, 810.

(elevator bell dings)

(elevator bell dings)

(cocks)

Candy-gram.

Nobody in the shower.

Just little old me and the electronics.

Hello. (beeps)

(distorted voice): It is regrettable,

but I believe that Miss Dutton

has become a serious security risk.

That not only puts the committee at risk,

but all of us individually.

It's time for a vote.

Live or die?

(tape rewinding)

First of all,

I'd like to take this opportunity

to welcome Mr. Walker to the committee.

We're glad to have you.

That's very, very nice.

Very nice. (beeps)

(phone ringing)

Walker.

Walker.

I got your Mr. Big, man.

Who is it?

It's not "who." It's a "what."

It's a random access computer voice

with a multitrack playback unit

and a modem dialer.

It's operated by a remote from the other side.

So, what he's got is a number of preset responses

on any one of the tracks.

Whenever he needs it, he just punches the right button.

You mean, it's one of the guys in the room?

You got it.

( dramatic theme playing)

Where's everyone?

It's almost 5 now.

They kicked off about ten minutes ago.

Later, darling.

Hold it, Strangis!

Hey!

What are you doin'?

(horn honking)

(honking)

(car honking)

(honks)

(honks)

(angry muttering)

You all right?

Yeah.

That was exciting. Yeah.

I'm telling you, Walker...

(indistinct conversations)

Well, if we're ready, we'd better get started.

( ominous theme playing)

Hi, everybody.

Well, everyone's here but Strangis.

Does anyone know where he is?

(distorted voice): I do.

Oh?

Where might that be?

In jail, where the rest of you will be.

Who the hell is that?

That's my partner, Trivette.

You're all under arrest.

That's not very smart.

You either.

What a guy.

(police radio crackles indistinctly)

Hey, judge.

Looks like you'll see the system in action

from the other side of the bench this time.

You need us, Walker.

You can't do this alone.

Well, we'll just have to do the best we can, judge.

Put him in.

Trivette.

Lisa?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry too.

( melancholy theme playing)

JUDGE: Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

thank you for your verdict.

Due to the close scrutiny that this trial has received,

I would like to poll you all individually

to confirm your findings.

By number order, please state your verdict.

Guilty. Guilty.

Guilty.

Guilty.

Guilty.

Guilty.

WOMAN: Guilty.

MAN: Guilty.

WOMAN 2: Guilty.

MAN 2: Guilty.

WOMAN 3: Guilty.

MAN 3: Guilty.

(Chuck Guilty of Resync)

( upbeat theme playing)