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( dramatic theme playing) (Resync by Chuck)

(men chattering)

( somber, suspenseful theme playing)

This is the infamous Lucasville Prison,

where fugitive Lyle Guthrie is about to be executed

for killing three Cleveland policemen.

The victims were shot in cold blood

after responding to an emergency 911 call

that turned out to be a trap.

To their fellow officers' frustration,

Guthrie's date with the electric chair has been put on hold,

pending extradition proceedings filed by the state of Texas,

where he's also facing the death penalty

for the execution-style murder of a Texas Ranger

prior to the Cleveland slayings.

REPORTER: The jurisdictional dispute ended this morning

when a federal judge

denied the extradition request.

Convicted killer Lyle Guthrie will die...

Let's go.

In exactly one minute, 35 seconds from now.

(door buzzes)

(door opens)

(ticking)

(breathing heavily)

Come on, baby. Give it to me.

(phone rings)

Yes?

The stinki" Supreme Court

says Texas gets to kill you.

( light rock action theme playing)

(crash, cat screeches)

Mabel, are you sure

you can run this place while I'm gone?

If an old sodbuster like you can run it,

don't you think an intelligent woman like me can run it?

C.D., Mabel has it under control.

Okay, okay, but listen.

If you run out of goobers

or you run out of beef jerky,

they're right up in under here in the preserve jars.

They're right up in under here in the preserve jars, Mabel.

C.D., that's the fifth time you've told her that.

Try tenth.

Fifteenth.

Listen, detail, detail.

That's what built this place down here.

Hey, uh, Walker,

you got any room in there for these?

What have you got in there?

Nothin'. I...

Well, you don't need this.

And you don't need that.

(laughing)

And you definitely don't need that.

Gimme that.

What am I supposed to do?

You're supposed to be at one with nature.

That's what.

I mean, you'll figure out somethin'.

Jimmy.

Alex, hi. You came to see us off?

Not exactly.

Uh-oh.

Alex, I just don't like the sound of that.

Extradition order. And two tickets to Cleveland.

Walker and Trivette are gonna go pick up a prisoner.

Now, dadgum it, Alex.

Me and Jimmy have been planning

this fishing trip for over a month.

It took forever to get Cordell to get some time off.

Alex, get somebody else.

I'm looking forward to this.

I could, but I don't think Walker would want me to.

Lyle Guthrie.

ALEX: He killed three Cleveland police officers

before they arrested him.

TRIVETTE: What's that got to do with us?

He's been on the top of our most-wanted list for three years.

He killed a Ranger, Trivette...

execution-style.

Now I remember reading this report.

Ranger's name was Barrett.

Yeah.

Had a wife and three kids.

Yeah, he did.

ALEX: What's the matter with Walker?

I thought he'd be delighted.

Cordell was godfather to one of his children.

He feels responsible for Barrett.

Why? Yeah, why?

Well, Cordell

was supposed to have picked up Guthrie.

He got busy doing somethin' else.

Barrett covered for him.

Guthrie wasted him.

Your contact in Cleveland will be Lieutenant Levar Dixon.

Barrett was a Ranger.

I'm sure he knew the risk that was involved.

Yeah, well, tell his family that.

(chattering, phones ringing)

(chattering stops)

Rangers Walker and Trivette

to see Lieutenant Dixon.

(chuckles)

Lieutenant, yeah, uh,

Roy Rogers and Dale Evans just rode in.

Easy does it, Dale.

He was looking at you when he said that, Walker.

Then he'd have to be cross-eyed.

OFFICER: Right through that door, gentlemen.

And, uh, try not to get any cow patties

on his new wall-to-wall.

(laughs)

Ahem, from the looks of this place,

it'd be an improvement.

Thanks for your time, lieutenant.

Don't thank me.

I had no choice.

You know, Walker, I'm not sensing the camaraderie

we've come to expect from Cleveland's finest here.

This slime-bucket took out three good cops.

Family men, friends of mine.

That Ranger was a friend of mine.

Guthrie made him kneel, beg for mercy.

Then he put a gun to his head and blew it off.

I want him to get the chair.

I wanna inflict as much cruel and unusual punishment

as the law allows.

Lethal injection is what Texas law allows.

That's why I want him executed here.

C.P.D. brought him down.

C.P.D. owns him.

TRIVETTE: Federal court says otherwise.

Look, he's gonna die no matter what,

all right?

Lieutenant...

If it means anything to you,

I'd rather see him fry too.

( dramatic theme playing)

The bed's still warm, babe.

Can't imagine why.

Hey, if you'd rather peddle headsets

for some airline, then go ahead.

(giggles): Mark.

(knock on door)

Why don't you get that.

It's probably Stephanie.

She's always early.

All right.

(shower running)

(yells)

(crash)

(squeaks)

Mark, tell Stephanie I'll be right out.

(groans)

DIXON: This is Rangers Walker and Trivette.

GUTHRIE: Two Rangers.

I guess they remember what happened

when they sent only one.

Yeah, I remember, Guthrie.

You know the only thing I regret?

What's that, Walker?

Is that you and I never got a chance to go one on one.

Well, come on in here, Ranger.

I'll make that dream come true.

There's nothing I would like better.

(chuckles)

Get this piece of garbage outta here.

Hey, handsome.

How's it going?

Good.

Got the special meals?

Right here.

To die for, just like you ordered.

Hey.

You be careful, now, you hear?

Yeah. Now, don't you worry about me.

What the hell? No way they're gonna let me

on no plane like this.

He's right. Regulations stipulate handcuffs only.

We're not on the plane yet.

(door buzzes)

(banging)

Oh, let me help you with that.

They're always getting stuck.

Thanks.

You're new on this run, huh?

Yeah.

You know, you're not gonna get very far without that.

Oh, my nametag again. Yeah.

I guess it's that identity crisis of mine.

Hey, I'm still gettin' over mine.

I'm Stephanie Marco.

Stephanie. You're a friend of Linda's, aren't you?

Yeah, I am.

She talks about you all the time.

As a matter of fact, this morning she called me

to cover for her last minute.

Yeah, that's weird.

We live in the same building, and we usually share a taxi,

but she didn't answer when I knocked this morning.

I guess she left early or something.

I think it's the something.

Between you and me, she and Mark,

they're lighting the sheets afire.

(chuckling): Oh, really.

Nice earrings.

Oh, thank you.

Here's his ticket.

If it was up to me,

he'd be traveling in the cargo hold.

If it was up to me, I'd put him in the cargo hold.

Okay, lieutenant, thanks a lot.

Take care.

Thirty-five?

Yeah.

Uh, excuse me, sir.

I believe you're in my seat.

My ticket says 35C.

Well, mine too.

There's not enough room for both of us.

Do we have a problem here, gentlemen?

Yeah, you bet your hide, honey.

You got you two 35Cs.

Hm.

Look, miss, my partner and I

are transporting a prisoner.

It's very important that we all sit together.

All right. I'll handle this.

Uh, Mr. Hollister,

it just so happens we have one seat left in first class.

And something tells me it's got your name on it.

Thanks, but no, thanks.

Company keeps putting me up there,

I keep trading the ticket in

for seats back here.

Sir, I'd really appreciate it

if you'd make an exception this time.

Look, partner, I'd like to help you, really I would,

but, see, I'm in insurance, Woodrock Life.

Yeah, well, statistics don't lie.

If this baby goes down,

your chances of survival

increase in direct proportion

to your distance from the cockpit.

Now, if she can hustle me up another seat

back here in the safety zone...

It'll be the dead zone

if you don't move your butt on out of there, pronto!

You pull that again,

you'll spend the next four hours on the wheel.

PILOT (over PA): Flight attendants, secure doors.

Ranger Walker, I'm afraid you'll have to move to first class.

I'm not gonna let this guy out of my sight. I'm sorry.

I guess that makes me odd man out, man.

Yeah, why don't you go.

I'm sorry, gentlemen,

but Ranger Walker's assigned to 35C.

And regulations require that he be the one who moves.

Flight attendants prepare for departure.

Please, gentlemen, take your seats.

We're about to take off.

Please.

Put him in the middle seat.

If he's trouble, you know what to do.

I know.

Shoot first and come find you later.

One more thing, the handcuffs.

Who has the keys?

I do. Why?

The FAA Requires that the law enforcement officer

accompanying the prisoner

be in possession of them at all times...

in case of an emergency.

You understand.

(clinking)

Outside pocket.

This way, please.

( suspenseful theme playing)

ATTENDANT (over PA): We'd like to welcome you

to flight 453 to Dallas-Fort Worth.

Our food service will be commencing shortly.

In the main cabin, we'll be offering a choice

of chicken a la king, or beef stroganoff.

We also have a special vegetarian plate.

And today's in-flight movie will be An Innocent Man.

Oh. Looks like we're in special-meal city here.

You want me to handle them?

No! Actually, there's a tofu sprouts in 40

who's kinda cute.

(ding)

Oh.

They never give us a break, do they?

Would you get that one?

Sure. Thanks.

Can I help you with something, sir?

Yeah, this is busted.

I can't get my seat to go back.

Let me see what I can do here.

This is for the far gentleman.

Thank you.

Come on, Ranger.

No way I can chow down in these.

Well, maybe you'll starve to death

and save the taxpayers some money.

Could I have an apple juice with this, please?

Certainly.

Yeah.

I thought you looked familiar.

Say, I hope you don't have a policy with Woodrock Life.

I-it's a joke.

It's just a joke.

I hope your policy's paid up, pal.

You better sell him one too.

He's gonna need it sooner than he thinks.

Here's your apple juice.

Thanks. Flight attendant, uh...

I'm Ranger James Trivette, 35G.

I'm a semi-vegetarian, so I ordered

the vegetarian special.

You did?

I'm sorry, sir. We're out of those.

Yeah, but check...

(sighs)

Okay. We have a vegetarian special.

And the same for you, sir?

We have plenty on board.

Ranger Walker?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Uh... just coffee.

Thanks. Okay.

Are you sure we can't open that curtain?

I'm positive.

Regulations.

Uh, Ranger as in Texas Ranger?

Yes, ma'am.

Oh, really?

My daughter-in-law, Nadine, is from Texas.

She's the one that made George move down here.

I know it.

She made him buy this fancy house.

It's not my taste,

and it's not George's, either, believe me.

I mean, all those rooms.

I call it a hotel.

I am always getting lost in that place.

Can you imagine?

No, ma'am, I can't.

George is in pork bellies.

He's doing very well.

He always sends me a first-class ticket,

round-trip, of course.

Just between us,

I think Nadine's afraid that I might stay,

if you know what I mean.

Yes, ma'am.

Uh, would you excuse me a minute?

Oh.

Ranger Walker, please,

you'll have to return to your seat.

The captain still hasn't turned off the seatbelt sign.

Are you sure we can't open this curtain?

I'm positive.

But to be truthful, I have thought about it.

Staying, I mean.

She wouldn't even know we were there.

I mean, Nadine, that's my daughter-in-law,

well, she made George buy this huge place.

Well, it's not my taste.

Here's that special meal you ordered.

Yeah, to die for.

(whispers): God.

Everything's going according to plan.

Not exactly.

Seat mix-up.

His partner ended up in first class.

You mean, that's not him?

No.

I'll take care of it.

Prisoner's loose!

Hey! What's going on here?

(yells) (woman screaming)

Miss, miss, wait a minute!

GUTHRIE: Shut up!

Sit down and shut up!

Do it! Or what happened to him

will happen to you.

(gasps)

Where's the Ranger sitting?

I don't know.

Where, damn it?

Those kids are gonna miss their mommy real bad.

Five, 4, 3, 2...

He's up front on the other side.

Freeze!

Stay put. Stay quiet.

Nobody'll get hurt.

Ranger's not here.

He probably slipped into the cargo hold

or one of the johns.

I'll go check 'em out.

You check into the cockpit.

Give the crew their new destination.

Open up.

Open up, or there's gonna be

a lot of dead people in here.

First,

the only heroes on this plane are dead ones.

Second, we're revising the flight plan.

We're headed to the Cayman Islands now.

You're going to jail first, honey.

Then you can go

to the Cayman Islands. Now, sit down.

Tie her up and gag her.

Say, uh...

you're not gonna fire that cannon in there, are ya?

This bird'll depressurize so fast...

All right. This'll do.

You take this one.

He's not in the cargo hold.

Check on first class again.

See what's keeping Rhonda.

(woman sobbing) MAN: It's gonna be okay.

Don't make a move.

Let's go.

(banging on door)

It's Walker.

Sit down.

Okay. Two down. One to go.

You find a parking spot yet?

Returning to Cleveland's our best bet.

The tower's just given us emergency clearance.

We'll be jettisoning fuel over the lake and going in.

Okay, get it down as soon as you can.

Tie and gag him up.

( slow electric guitar theme playing)

Where's the Ranger hiding? Where?

Here I am, Guthrie.

Drop the gun.

You miss, Walker, we all go down.

I don't miss.

Neither do we, Ranger.

Right there, Ranger.

Drop it.

Drop it, or I'll blow you away!

Guthrie goes first.

You think he cares about you?

Do ya?

You bet your butt he doesn't.

How 'bout you?

He doesn't know you from spit, does he?

'Course not,

but somethin' tells me he's gonna lose

his nerve real quick

the minute it gets personal.

When you killed that Ranger, it became personal.

Made my day too...

listenin' to him plead for his life.

"My wife, my kids.

Please, please."

The way his eyes looked when I popped him.

I get goose bumps just thinking about it.

Now, you drop that sidearm,

or these good folks are gonna see

a real cop killer in action.

Don't do it, Walker.

You got to the count of ten, cowboy.

Five, 6...

He's gonna do it, anyway. Walker...

(rumbling)

Guthrie, we're landing.

What are you talking about?

The airport. We're going down.

You get this landing aborted, Walker.

The fuel's been dumped.

We're going down one way or another.

MAN: Stay where you are.

Hang on.

(tires screech)

We got a com hookup yet?

OFFICER: Yeah, lieutenant.

We patched into the airport.

Check on Rhonda and Boland.

Clean out that cabin and cockpit while you're at it.

(groans)

I want everybody back here where I can see you.

I don't know, I don't know.

The Ranger thought he had all of them but one.

Turned out there's more on board.

What's Walker's status now?

A standoff at last report.

Any casualties?

One wounded. Poor guy tried to...

(knock on door)

Open up in there!

I got the Ranger.

Open up, or I'll kill him.

They've got Walker.

They're beating on my door. I'm gonna have to go.

Captain. Captain, listen.

Okay.

How is he?

I can't stop the bleeding

and his pulse is very weak.

Where do you think you're going, Ranger?

I'm going to see if I can help.

Who's gonna help you when you're dying?

We gotta do something about the cops outside.

Make 'em start listening up.

Why don't I just pop this one...

You start poppin' Rangers

and this thing goes wrong,

we're all gonna fry.

Not just Guthrie.

Shut up.

I do the thinkin' around here.

Me and my sister.

If I can't call the shots, she does.

You got that?

He's right, sis.

No sense you all frying if this goes bust,

but it ain't,

'cause push comes to shove, we can use the Ranger

to make sure we're doing the pushing and the shoving.

DIXON (over bullhorn): Guthrie.

Guthrie, this is Dixon.

We're tied into the airphone.

Pick it up. Talk to me.

Lieutenant Dixon.

Well, well, well. The gang's all here.

Your gang's grounded, Guthrie.

Not for long.

We're gonna be heading into the wild blue yonder

as soon as you gas up this bird.

We'll talk about that after you release the passengers...

all of 'em.

Half now.

Half later.

That's not good enough, Guthrie.

I need more.

Make me a better offer.

Dixon.

Dixon, we have three wounded aboard.

I don't like the sound of that.

What are you trying to pull?

I heard there was one.

Well, you heard wrong, and you get them first.

After you gas up this bird,

then you get the passengers.

Women, kids, geezers.

You know the drill.

Then we're outta here.

Take it or leave it.

Guthrie, he's hurt bad. We need a paramedic.

No!

Nice try, Walker.

But I don't want cops in white jackets up here.

Dixon, gurneys only, and make it fast,

or you're gonna be taking out dead instead of wounded.

I want a refueling truck out there now.

I want two paramedic vans and a hydraulic lift.

Yes, sir.

I want sharpshooters there,

there and there.

I want this bastard. I want him bad.

I want him dead.

Guthrie!

Three wounded?

I don't know what the hell you're up to, man.

They're never gonna let us take off out of here.

Get out of my face, damn it.

I told you, I do the thinking.

They're never gonna let us take... (yells)

That makes two casualties.

Guess who's gonna be number three.

Guthrie.

Guthrie, the gurneys are coming up.

Okay, Dixon. One at a time.

I wanna see that fuel truck,

and I want to see it now.

As soon as we get the casualties.

Let's go, let's go, Let's go, let's go.

Watch yourself in there.

Everybody that's in there is armed.

You stay put, Boy Scout.

Come with me, princess.

Open it when I tell you.

OFFICER: Stay steady.

They're armed, and they're dangerous.

I don't want anybody to get hurt.

( suspenseful theme playing)

Check out those injured.

Put him in.

DIXON: Get that fuel truck in here

so we can get the rest of the passengers off.

(sirens wail)

( suspenseful theme playing)

Drive like I say or die.

Her brother sold you a bill of goods, Boland.

What are you talkin' about?

That line that Guthrie said

about being the only one that will fry?

Mm-mm.

Accessories to murder get the same ticket

to the hot seat as the guy that pulls the trigger.

Get that buttoned up.

Come on.

Move it.

Come on.

Move it.

Unless they cooperate.

Cooperate?

You mean, we can cut a deal?

WALKER: You cooperate, we'll talk.

Hey.

He's not in charge.

No deal.

Are you gonna let her tell you what to do?

Yeah, he is.

So get that pilot up there,

and get this bird in the air.

BOLAND: Shut up!

Don't you be telling me what to do.

OFFICER: They're coming out!

(officers shouting)

OFFICER 2: Watch your arm!

OFFICER 3: Legs together!

Walker, Walker, where the hell are you going?

Guthrie got away in one of the ambulances.

Airport road is the only way out of here.

Heads east towards downtown.

Hey, hey! This is my car.

Then hop in.

(siren wails)

Stand on it, man.

Stand on it!

(horn honking)

( action rock theme playing)

(gunshots)

DIXON: All right! Follow him in!

Get around the back, now!

Move!

(motorcycle revs)

Guthrie!

(gunshot)

Dreams do come true, huh?

You wanna do it the easy way

or the hard way?

(grunts)

Good. The hard way, huh?

(yells)

(screams)

You just can't get it right, can ya?

Having fun yet?

This is for the Ranger's family.

And this one's for me.

(groaning)

Guthrie's back there.

Alive? Oh, yeah.

How bad is it?

Flesh wound.

First time?

As a matter of fact, it is.

Did I ever tell you about the first time I got shot?

No, why don't you tell me

while I sit here and bleed to death.

Well, it was about ten years ago.

I was chasing this guy through a cemetery...

C.D., let's go.

I'm coming just as fast as I can.

I can't go any faster than I'm going.

Are you sure you can handle this place while I'm gone?

Like I told you, you old coot,

if you can run it, I can run it.

Haven't we heard this before?

They're worse than being married.

Look, just in case you run out of Goobers and beef jerky,

they're in the preserve jars up in under the bar.

Up in under the bar, Mabel.

Isn't this the tenth time he's told you that?

Try a hundred.

All right. Let's get the hell outta here.

Oh, my God, there she is.

Let's head out the back door!

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(Resync by Chuck)

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