All language subtitles for Walker, Texas Ranger S03E18 Trust No One

Come on, let's go.

Hi, guys.

Took your sweet
time getting here.

I had the feds looking at me
soon as I crossed the border.

Took the scenic route.

But I lost them.

Manna from heaven.

Come on, boys, load him up.

Let's take them down.

( suspenseful music
swells dramatically)

We got trouble.

Move them out! Come on!

(gun fires)

Okay, okay! Okay.

(Resync by Chuck)

( 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 ♪

It's a trumped-up,

phony little case
you got here, Walker.

Not as phony as
the money, Buford.

That plane was supposed to be
loaded with diesel-engine parts.

Someone switched
loads. I've been set up!

So why did you run?

I thought you were

a bunch of hijackers,
gonna kill us all.

You believe that, Trivette?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, I
know lots of guys

who get their diesel parts

from airplanes out in
the middle of nowhere.

You know, this is the nicest
job of wrapping and packaging

counterfeit money
I've ever seen.

Really, this is the best
job we've ever busted.

Why don't you take it in,

count it, and turn
it over to customs.

All right.

Buford, I'm gonna
call your brother Lyle

and tell him that the, uh,
diesel parts didn't come in.

(laughs)

Well, you think you're just
pretty damn funny, don't you?

The only thing
funny is you spending

the next 20 years in Huntsville.

Let's go.

They switched diesel parts?

That story wouldn't raise suds
in the preacher's bubble bath.

Consider the source.

My little brother
sure don't have

any respect for his limitations.

Can you count on
the two new men?

Well, they were
lookouts, that's all.

They don't even know
my name, I don't believe.

Well, your brother sure does,

and you know how he
likes to shoot off his mouth.

Best he's out of jail before
he says something you'll regret.

Bail them all out, and
do whatever it takes

to get Buford out of this mess.

You still counting this money?

We've counted it
three times, Walker.

There's a problem.

What's the problem?

There's only 25 million here.

That's what I counted.

The problem is, our
man in Mexico said

there was 30
million in the plane.

Well, could he be wrong?

No, he helped Steve Macy
load the plane, if he said

there was 30 million in
funny money when it took off,

that's how much there was.

Well then, Steve
Macy's freelancing.

He's also our informant.

I was counting on his
testimony to nail Lyle Pike.

Without Steve Macy, I
don't have a solid case.

Well, I don't understand,
Alex. You got all this.

Evidence is missing,
which is gonna be confirmed

by the customs
agent from Mexico.

Defense will have a field day.

All they have to do is
knock over that first domino,

tainted evidence,

the rest will fall over
all by themselves.

No, we got Pike and
those guys red-handed.

They're not gonna walk
because our tally's off.

That's a technicality.

Do you know how
many cases we lost

because of
technicalities, Trivette?

ALEX: Why would
Steve Macy run like that?

We had a deal. He was guaranteed
immunity from prosecution.

Well, $5 million in
counterfeit money.

Laundered, that's
about a million bucks.

Now see, that's incentive
enough for anybody.

Walker, is there something
that we're overlooking?

I mean, could anyone else
have skimmed off this shipment?

No, no one.

No, it had to be Macy.

He and Ranger
Trivette are the only ones

that ever had
access to the money.

( suspenseful,
thrilling music plays)

Just let me do the talking.

Hello?

Oh, you must be Stacy.

That's right. Who are you?

All right. Where's Steve?

He's not here right now.

Oh, shucks.

That's a shame. I
was hoping to see him,

because airplanes have
always fascinated me.

I don't understand them.

How in the world a hunk of metal

can fly thousands
of feet in the air.

Did you know that your boyfriend

was supposed to
smuggle in $30 million

in counterfeit money for us?

And now word has it that
he's come up 5 million short,

so you can understand
how surprised we are.

Well, I'm sure that Steve
didn't take your money.

Well, but, I... I... I
need to have him

tell me that face to face.
Where's he got off to?

I don't know.

But this... This...

This is Steve's plane, isn't it?

You are his woman?

He left the two most
important things in his life,

without saying where he went?

Go on. How come
I don't believe you?

Do you have any
idea how easy it is

for a person to get
their neck broke?

It's a whole lot easier than
making a hunk of metal fly.

It's a miracle how easy it is.

Miracles never cease, Lyle.

Now, let her go.

Well, what? There's
nothing wrong here.

Just having a little
friendly chat with the lady.

Isn't that right, Stacey?

Didn't look too friendly to me.

( yelps in pain)

Buford, I swear, how
many times have I told you,

man has a badge on, you
don't lay a glove on him?

My brother is a whole
bucket short of a full tank.

Now, I hope this
is not gonna cause

any little old charges
to be brought.

When I make charges, Lyle,

they'll be for a lifetime.

Get your sorry carcass moving.

Well, am I ever
glad you showed up.

What were they doing here?

He said something about
Steve taking his money.

Well, that's why I'm
here. Where is Steve?

How much trouble is he in?

He's in a lot of trouble, Stacy,

unless he turns himself in.

Now, where is he?

I don't know.

Honest.

( telephone rings)

Steve?

Steve?

You're not
supposed to call here.

I'm at a phone booth,
I'm not at the shop.

So don't get mad, okay?

Lyle was here. He
means business.

And Walker too.

Says he wants to talk to you.

Says you're in a lot of trouble
and should turn yourself in.

Like that's news?

Please.

Honey, I can't
take this, all right?

I'm scared.

Everything's gonna be
okay, Stacy. You'll see.

We're almost there.

ALEX: We just got this
tape of last night's broadcast.

The latest scandal to
rock local law enforcement

is the hush-hush disappearance

of $5 million in
counterfeit money.

Now, where did all
those forged funds go?

Inside sources say that this
man may have the answer.

Oh, I hate that picture.

Texas Ranger James Trivette.

Now, before their big
raid, the Rangers expected

about $30 million
in bogus bills.

But after it was confiscated,

Ranger Trivette transported
the phony greenbacks

to Ranger
headquarters by himself.

And surprise, our sources say
they counted only $25 million.

What happened?

Has this former
street kid... Yes.

Turned star athlete, turned
Texas Ranger, now turned bad?

Or is he merely a
victim of circumstance?

Or is it simply the
fault of bad math

on our poor, beleaguered
law enforcement officers?

We'll bring you more on this
story when we ask the question,

where did the buck
stop, and with whom?

Now, how does that guy
get away with stuff like that?

Insinuating a Texas
Ranger would steal money?

Well, as soon as we find Steve
Macy and the counterfeit money,

this'll all blow over,
so just grin and bear it.

Yeah, it's the price of fame.

Hey, could I borrow some
change for the coffee machine?

I left my million dollars
in my other pants pocket.

ALEX: Very funny.

( telephone rings)

You know, a TV report like
this is extremely inflammatory.

I'm worried about how the judge

is gonna react
in court tomorrow.

Alex Cahill.

Yes, sir.

If that's what you
want, I'll get right on it.

Who was that? My boss.

Internal Affairs has requested
all the department files

on the Pike brothers,
and James Trivette.

( mysterious music plays)

Your Honor, may I
approach the bench?

Perhaps counsel would like to

hear all the charges
before interrupting...

I'm sorry, your honour, but
this is extremely important.

Miss Cahill has a point.

Your Honor, it has been
reported in the media

that there are some serious

and profound irregularities
regarding the state's evidence.

And before we
proceed any further,

you might wanna find
out if these are true.

Your Honor, counsel
should know better

than to believe everything
that he sees on TV.

Miss Cahill, this
court would also like to

discuss those reports.

According to the report,

the arresting officers
were expecting $30 million

in counterfeit money, not 25.

Your Honor, an
unsubstantiated rumor

promoted by this gossip
monger, Ron Packwood,

hardly warrants sidetracking
these proceedings.

Well then depose
Customs Agent John Halbert

and we'll find out for certain.

Packwood is notorious for

playing fast and
loose with the facts.

Well yeah, well, that the
evidence was tampered with

could render it
inadmissible. You know it.

Oh, first-year law-school
theatrics. Oh, is that right?

Stop squabbling.

Your Honor, if any part of
Packwood's report is accurate,

then my clients have
a right to know it,

and so does this court.

The allegation that a Texas
Ranger may have taken

some of the evidence
for personal gain, well,

it's extremely
relevant to this case.

Your Honor, let's not forget
who the accused are here.

Oh, what do you
care about justice?

You just wanna
convict my clients,

and notch up another
victory. That's all.

Enough, both of you.

A television report is not
to be ignored, Miss Cahill.

Round up the arresting officers.

In chambers, right now.

Well, at least Judge Gorman only

postponed the preliminary trial.

She could've dismissed
the charges outright.

Thank God for small favors, huh?

Well, she really
didn't have a choice.

Either she clears it up now,

or Ross will make a
bigger stink on appeals.

Look, I don't like it.

I mean, what have we heard
from our informant, Steve Macy?

Well, there's an all-points
out on him, but nothing yet.

Well, if you hear from Macy,

and if he turns himself
in, and the money,

we will still offer him
immunity in exchange

for his testimony
against the Pikes.

Ranger Trivette, are you pleased

with Judge Gorman's
delay of pretrial?

Yeah, I thought the judge
did what she thought was right.

Yeah, how does this affect

your credibility as
a Texas Ranger?

I don't follow you.

How can you function
as a Texas Ranger

with this cloud of
suspicion hanging over you?

What...?

That's enough questions for now.

I'm sure Ranger Trivette will be
happy to answer some more later.

How do you feel about

the charges your
partner may have stolen?

There were no charges.

Yeah, that's right. Oh, really?

Then why did you purchase a
one-way ticket to Mexico City?

What are you talking about, pal?

A very reliable source told me

the tickets were
delivered to your desk

in Ranger headquarters
about an hour ago.

You care to comment on that?

ALEX: Come on.

I didn't do nothing, Lyle.

Are you playing games?

Huh?

No, Lyle. With me?

You leave me alone.

I don't get that five mil,

I'm short a lot of hard cash,

which means I can't pay
the boys in Mexico their end.

And that means they're
gonna cut my heart out,

with a dull shovel.

I want that
money! I ain't got it.

Who does?

Must be that Steve
Macy or that Ranger.

Macy?

You hired Macy? You
helping him to rip me off?

You're like the devil hisself.

You get my money back,

or I'll make the devil look
like a Sunday-school teacher.

Come on in. Make
yourself at home.

I've been going over
this, uh, Jim Trivette file.

Trivette, Carl.

Trivette. He looks first-rate.

He is first-rate.

Mind if I record this?

No, go ahead.

Carl Blanford interview
with Ranger Cordell Walker,

March 23rd, 3:40
in the afternoon.

Just go ahead and
tell me what you think

of Sergeant James Trivette.

I'm proud to be his partner.

We've been together
now for almost two years,

and Trivette has distinguished
himself many times.

So it's your estimation that

he can be trusted
with valuable evidence,

even $30 million in
counterfeit currency?

Absolutely.

Look, Carl, he's clean.
You know it, I know it, okay?

Look, I know you're
very loyal to him.

And I started believing
that straight-arrow stuff

you say about
him till... Till what?

Oh, well, we got some very
damaging information today.

What kind of information?

Well, we questioned that Ron
Packwood over at Channel 3.

He laid some very volatile
documents in our laps.

Like what?

Well, like Trivette buys a
one-way ticket to Mexico City.

Like he wires $5000
to a realtor there

as earnest money on a
condo in Puerto Vallarta.

I can't believe you guys are
believing this Packwood guy.

Like, uh, there's a bank
account in the Cayman Islands

in Trivette's name,

at a very well-known
laundering institution.

Anyone could've done that.

Yeah, like there's 70
grand in that account

until it's transferred
to Zurich yesterday.

Let me see that.

He's being set up, Carl.

You can see that
as well as I can.

Yeah, well it doesn't
matter what I can see.

It's what the
review board thinks,

and you and I both know
that a lot of good men

have been terminated
for a lot less.

All right, look.

I've got an APB out
on this Steve Macy.

I know he's got the
counterfeit money.

Trivette and I'll go
track him down, all right?

Well, Sergeant Trivette's
been taken off active duty

until further notice.

He's gonna be given
some desk work.

You can't do that, Carl.

Look, that is department policy.

It is not up to me.

I'm very sorry, amigo.

Yeah, right. Yeah, right.

Thanks for coming by.

Here you go, darling.

Mabel, I didn't order all this.

You gotta keep your
strength up, Jimmy.

I'm fine.

You don't have
to pretend with me.

What's wrong is wrong.

I want you to know that these
shoulders are for crying on.

That's nice, but I'm
great. Really I am.

I'm just sick about what
they've done to you.

Jimmy, let me
tell you something.

You can learn something
from that old gal.

She gets her feelings up,

she handles them,
she gets them out.

She doesn't keep it
bottled up inside her.

I'm not holding
anything inside, C.D.

Jimmy, you can't do
it like you did football.

You can't play in pain.

You gotta reach down,
get those feelings,

get them up there,

find out what they
are and handle them.

There's no pain, C.D.
I didn't do anything.

Remember, it's America.

I'm innocent
until proven guilty.

Walker's over at I.A. He's
clearing everything up.

He's gonna come
through the door smiling.

Everything's gonna be fine.

Hi, C.D.

Hi, Trivette.

How'd it go?

Let's go for a walk.

( sad, slow theme plays)

(inaudible dialogue)

(grunts)

(horn honks)

Ranger Walker, I
heard from Steve.

Where is he?

He didn't tell me where he was,

but he told me to come see you.

He didn't steal that
money from the Pikes.

Then who did?

How should I know?

Look, I believe him, that's all.

Steve is a really good guy.

He just panicked when
all that shooting started.

He says he'll testify
against the Pikes

if you'll still grant
him immunity.

I want him in, Stacy.
I want him in now.

He's gonna call me
for an answer later.

Well, tell him he
doesn't have a choice.

( mysterious,
suspenseful theme plays)

(sighs)

(groans)

Hey. Hey.

You shouldn't have come here.

I had to come see you.

This is really gettin' to me.

I don't know if I
can do this anymore.

It's done, Stacy.
We pulled it off.

In a few days it'll all be over.

Okay?

Okay.

( slow, romantic theme playing)

Hey. (pants)

Now, go home.

I'll call you soon.

( tense, mysterious
theme playing)

Now, remember, Bama,

we gotta bring him back alive.

(gunshots)

(groans)

PIKE: The last
thing in this life

I needed was Steve Macy dead.

Tell me you didn't shoot him.

It was either him or me, Lyle.

He took Bama out.

On account of you,

I'm on the hook
and nowhere to go.

I gotta make a whole
new deal on credit

just to pay off

what I lost on the last one.

Well, this time,
I'm gonna be there

to make damn sure
you don't screw it up.

Hey, it wasn't me who brought
those Rangers down on us.

I don't know how they
found out about us.

( slow, melancholy
theme playing)

PACKWOOD: For
years, I've objected

to police internal
affairs departments.

I don't know, maybe
it has something to do

with, uh, cops
policing other cops.

It doesn't turn me on.

What I favor instead

is a civilian
investigation board,

especially in cases

like the one involving
Texas Ranger James Trivette.

Now, it wasn't the
Internal Affairs Department

that broke the news
of Ranger Trivette's

planned extended
stay south of the border.

No.

You heard it from a civilian.

Me.

Right here on Texas Undercover.

Now, perhaps if more civilians

were allowed to
investigate cops,

there'd be fewer bad
apples in our police forces

all over our great state.

Think about it, Texas.

I'm Ron Packwood.

I'll see you tomorrow
right here on 3.

Okay, stop tape.

Tape's good.
That's a wrap, guys.

Good show.

Mr. Packwood.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

I was wondering
when you'd show up.

I just wanna ask you
a couple of questions.

Well, it'll have
to wait. I'm busy.

But... Where'd you
get that information

about me taking off to Mexico?

Freedom of the press.

Ever hear about it?

I don't have to reveal
my sources to anyone.

Your sources are wrong.

You ever heard of libel?

(chuckles)

My information was
checked and rechecked

by your own Internal
Affairs Department.

It's right on target.
Go ahead and sue me.

Listen.

Somebody is trying to set me up.

I don't know
anything about tickets

or condominiums
or bank accounts.

I don't know anything
about any of that stuff.

Uh-huh.

Pardon me. I have deadlines.

What is with you?

What, do you like
wreckin' people's lives?

Is that it? No, I
like telling the truth.

Especially about bad cops.

Now, you take your hands off me,

or we can add police brutality

to your bag of tricks.

( tense, suspenseful
theme playing)

You haven't heard
the last of me.

Is that a threat?

It's whatever you
want it to be, pal.

Did you get that on tape?

We got it.

(plane roaring)

( tense, mysterious
theme playing)

(footsteps approaching)

What are you doin'
in Steve's plane?

I'm not really sure.

I've just got the feeling
I'm missing something.

Thought I'd look around.

Can't you just let
him rest in peace?

Not till I clear my
partner, Stacy.

Yeah, well, at least
your partner is still alive.

You know, all Steve
wanted was immunity.

If he hadn't turned informant,

we would have something
really good right now.

I'm sorry, Stacy.

But if Steve had
followed the plan,

he'd still be here today,
and you know that.

I'm sorry.

( slow, melancholy
theme playing)

( slow, mysterious
theme playing)

( upbeat theme playing)

Walker.

Come in. Walker?

Walker, you out there?

What is it, Trivette?

Hey, you feel
like taking a spin?

On my way.

I'm just east of the
Highway 80 junction.

I got Buford and
Beeman on my tail.

I bet he's headin' for
that money right now.

Aren't you supposed to
be working behind a desk?

Yeah, I know.

I got my laptop in the trunk.

Look, you want a
piece of these guys?

I'm tired of these
yahoos on my butt.

Then let's do
something about it.

( fast, upbeat theme playing)

What the...?

(screeches)

I'm right behind 'em, Trivette.

Have you ever
played bumper cars?

(screeching)

(bangs)

(bangs)

(screeches)

(bangs)

(screeching)

(bangs)

You feel better, Trivette?

As a matter of
fact, I do. Thanks.

Mr. Packwood.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

PACKWOOD: I was wondering
when you were gonna show up.

TRIVETTE: I just wanna
ask you a couple of questions.

It'll have to wait. I'm busy.

Well, look. What?

You like wrecking
people's lives?

Is that it?

No, I like telling the truth,

especially about dirty cops.

Now, you take your hands off me

or we can add police brutality

to your little bag of tricks.

You haven't heard
the last of me.

Is that a threat?

It's whatever you
want it to be, pal.

It didn't happen like that.

That's not how I said
it. He edited the tape.

Packwood's gonna air
this on his show tonight.

He already sent
a copy over to I.A.

This is not gonna help you
with public opinion, Jimmy.

Now it's public opinion.

First it's rumors,
then it's innuendoes.

Is that what my
career's hanging on now?

Well, you made a big mistake

by going in and
confronting this guy.

That's so easy for you to say.

Why don't you try
being me on this one?

I'm the one in the
toilet now, okay?

Well, you're not alone.

I didn't see you
on the television.

Look, you don't go nose
to nose with Packwood

on his own turf, Trivette.

How much of my
career's gonna be left

if I stand around
taking it on the chin?

Well, not much,
according to you.

I'm... Man, look.

I'm being framed, all right?

And he's doing a damn good job.

Everything I worked for
is going down the drain.

( tense, melancholy
theme playing)

Let him cool off.

This isn't good, Walker.

I know.

(sighs)

I need that
information right away.

You got it.

(dialing)

Maisy, do you know
where Trivette is?

MAISY: I have no idea.

Okay, thanks.

What's up, John?

My agent in Mexico

passed some news you might like.

(grunting)

(panting)

( gentle, pleasant
theme playing)

How'd you know I was here?

Gut feeling.

Looks a lot bigger
from down here.

I remember my first
football game ever.

Changed my life.

Still miss the roar of
the crowd on game day?

Make a touchdown here...

the place becomes
a big, fat cat roaring.

It's great.

Then the cheering stops.

Done this hundreds of times.

I'm gonna shake
this corner back,

go down 30 yards,
curl into the sideline.

On two. Hut, hut.

(grunts)

I saw it into my hands!

Gave him the sideline. Bam!

That instant, I knew
my career was over.

My career as a Dallas
Cowboy was over.

Now, I want you to tell me,

is my career as a
Texas Ranger over?

Not on your life.

( slow, tense theme playing)

See, I knew you
could throw the brick.

( upbeat, cheerful
theme playing)

( tense, mysterious
theme playing)

You're taking a risk
having me here, you know.

Let me worry about it.

All right, let's rock
and roll, gentlemen.

(muttering)

Do you feel lucky with
that monkey wrench, Lyle?

Here, let me give
you a fighting chance.

Okay.

Come on.

(clanks)

That's what I thought.

Son of a gun.

My brother's a chicken.

Hey, Lyle, I always
thought you had some guts,

but you're nothin' but
a big, yellow chicken.

(clucks)

That's what you
are, you're a chicken.

The big old chicken.
Nothing but a big old hen.

(clucks)

Mr. Chicken.

(clucking)

(chattering)

You know, gentlemen,

I could take one of you
in that room over there,

and one of you over
in the other room.

MAN: I wanna talk to
my client. Do you mind?

It's not.

Would you calm down
and let me handle this?

You are not helping matters.

Frick and Frack in there

are at each other's throats.

One can't wait
to hang the other.

Well, I'm not surprised.

You know, that's not helping me.

I'm still in hot water.

Well, I may have a way
to cool you off. Come on.

( slow, pleasant theme playing)

(clucking)

You showed your true color:

(squawks)

I mean it! I'll take
you out behind the...

Stop it! Stop it!

( slow, mysterious
theme playing)

Keep the change.

(sighs)

What are the hours?

Three eighteen, 887.

Just as I figured.

The hours don't
match the logbook.

Hello, Walker.

Hello, Stacy.

Going somewhere?

Thought it best if I
took some time off

and saw some new scenery.

You know, you
might've got away with it.

If I hadn't found those photos

in this logbook,

I wouldn't have known
you could fly this thing.

Why don't the two of you

get away from the plane?

Your license says you're rated

for night and instrument flying.

You and Steve planted
that evidence against me.

It was a pretty
good job, though.

The tickets, the
condo, bank accounts.

It wasn't that hard to do.

Airport security guard
saw you take off at 2 a.m.

in Steve's plane the
night he was killed.

He said you came
back around dawn.

Well, I guess I didn't
think of everything, did I?

No, I guess you didn't.

We checked Steve's logbook

against the engine
hours on the Hobbs meter.

Four and a half
hours unaccounted for.

Just enough time

to pick up the
counterfeit money.

How'd it feel leading those men

to Steve's door?

Poor guy didn't know

you wanted
everything for yourself.

Come on, Stacy, give it up.

Just get away from the plane...

Now.

Okay.

No, no!

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Trivette, can you
get out over there?

No, I can't get out.

In the plane.

(screeches)

Come on, man.
Get us out of here.

Here goes.

You're not gonna chase
her in this, are you?

You got a better idea?

Yeah, running would be good.

Oh, I don't like this. I
didn't know you could fly.

I can't. You can't fly?

Well, I've had a
couple of lessons.

Walker, the tanker.

Walker, the
tanker! I'll clear it.

No, you won't! Yes, I will!

Well, I'll be. We're flying.

Yep.

(pants)

WALKER: There she is.

Whoa.

Aren't you supposed to pick
the nose up or something?

(whimpers)

Take the nose up, Walker!

I don't believe this.
Will you calm down?

You're making me nervous.
I'm making you nervous?

Slow it down. Do something.

Where's the brake?

If I ever get out of here...

Oh, no, this is crazy.

You're not gonna
go under the bridge.

It's wide enough.

No!

Told you.

(bangs)

You hit your truck.

You hit your truck.

I didn't mean to.

(grunts)

Okay, okay, come on.

Are you sure this
stock is going to go up?

No. Ha!

No, that one goes
down. This is the one...

(cheering)

(laughs)

What? What?

Oh!

That's me. That's me.

What is this?

It's that spare million
you were looking for.

Yeah, play money.

Every one with my face on it.

Could've got a better picture.

Is there such a thing?

(group laughing)

Hey!

(group squeals)

(laughing)

$ Resync by Chuck $

( upbeat theme playing)