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What the hell?

Hold it!

Hold up!

What you got?

Hold on, Ron.

Somebody better notify the authority.

Coroner says he needs a little more time. I'm going to talk to the

Right.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

All right, I'm going to talk to the contractor.

Right.

In the eyes of a ranger, the unsuspecting stranger had better know

wrong from right.

Cause the eyes of the ranger are upon you.

Any long you do, he's gonna see.

When you're in Texas, look behind you.

Cause that's where the ranger's gonna be.

Coroner finished his prelim exam.

Skeleton appears to be that of a teenage boy.

Murdered.

That's exactly right.

The bullet's lodged in the fourth vertebrae. Looks like a .30 cal. The

also believes the victim might be Asian.

Native American.

This necklace is Apache.

Escalero.

Walker, where's all this coming from?

How do you know it's a boy? How do you know he was murdered?

Now, you sure he's Indian?

Because I saw a young Indian boy on a white pony.

Okay. Where is he? Where'd he go? You wouldn't believe me if I told you. Try

Okay.

He rode right through these rocks.

I don't believe you.

I know.

What? There are no tracks?

What, is he a ghost rider?

I don't know, Trevette.

All I do know is this necklace is real.

And it belonged to the dead Indian boy. Yeah, but how do you know? The coroner's

saying that those bones have been there for eight or ten years. How can the

necklace and the skeleton possibly be connected?

It's crazy.

Yeah.

Real crazy.

I'm Walt Taylor, chief of security for Foreman Development.

I'm Walker.

This is my partner, Trevette.

What can we do for you?

Mr. Foreman sent me down here to see if we can be of any help. Words out about

what you boys found down here.

News travels fast.

Well, we appreciate the offer, but what's your concern?

Well, since that skeleton was dug up adjacent to Foreman Development land and

Foreman City limits, Mr. Foreman sent me down here to see if there was anything

we could do to make certain.

that neither would be adversely affected by the death of an Indian kid.

This case will be investigated just like any other.

Well, sure.

Of course.

If there's anything I can do to help, just ask, okay?

Anything at all.

Anything.

Did you tell anyone about my idea that the victim was an Indian boy?

No, I try to leave that speculation up to my mystical partner.

Then how did Mr.

Taylor know it was an Indian boy?

Yeah, how'd he know?

16 years old.

He had his whole life ahead of him.

What a shame.

And who is this guy?

How are we going to find out anything after eight years? There's nothing in

hole with him.

Right? There's no ID, no belt buckle.

He didn't have anything on him.

You know what I'm thinking? Why don't we do dental impressions?

Because if he's an Apache, like you say he is, there's that Mescalera

Reservation on the other side of the New Mexico border.

It's not a bad idea.

I've got another idea.

Roger Walker.

Ah, Professor Lebeau. Hello. Professor Lebeau, Alex Cahill, James Trevette. Hi.

Hi. You want to take a look?

Please, yes.

Of course.

I read an article about you in the paper.

I read the same one.

Hey, well, I didn't read the article. What's up?

Professor Lebeau does anthropological and facial reconstruction, forensic

sculpture. Oh, okay. I read about that in National Geek.

So you're going to take the caveman's skull, you're going to slap some... clay

on it and you're going to tell us what he looks like.

It's a bit more complicated, but that's the general idea.

I think it's worth a try.

Great.

Damn. After all the time that's got to come flying right back in our face.

Well, that's bad, Mitch. Bad for Forman City, and it's bad for this family's

good name. Good name?

You flatter yourself.

Powerful name, maybe.

A name that keeps certain politicians up at night. But good?

Please, Daddy, spare me.

You watch your mouth, son.

You understand each other?

Mitchell bad boy, Mitchell gets spanked. Consider my butt tan and my attitude

adjusted. This laissez -faire attitude of yours is getting a little hard to

swallow.

Is that why I'm still not running a form of development?

Oh, not again.

We've been there and back on that one. No, that's it, all right.

Me.

It should be me in charge.

Because without me...

None of this would have happened.

That's right.

None of this would have happened.

Walt, you look like you've seen a ghost.

What are we going to do, Mr. Foreman, about all this?

Damn it, Foreman.

What are we going to do?

Nothing.

Not yet.

We're going to keep quiet?

Well, Mr. Foreman, I don't think you understand.

Don't tell me what I don't understand.

Because you're in deep. You're as deep as we are.

Now, there's a difference.

See, the Foreman name can turn us any which way we want it to go.

And we got the money for the best lawyers in Texas from what you got.

He's a public defender and the rest of your life in prison. So you keep your

mouth shut, Walt.

Do as you're told.

You frightened, Walt?

Well, what are we going to do, Mr. Foreman?

I think you ought to do what Daddy said, Walt.

My name is Ranger Walker.

I'd like to ask you a few questions.

What is it I can do for you, Ranger Walker?

Well, I understand you've been working here for over ten years. That's right.

I'm looking for someone who might know this boy.

Yeah.

I think I do. This looks like Tom's little brother.

Tom who?

Tom Raven.

This could be his brother, Billy.

Do you recognize this?

This is Billy.

I have to get to the kitchen now. Just a couple more questions, please. No, no

more questions.

I already told you all I could remember, Ranger Walker.

Por favor, señor.

What have you done now?

What I've done is now 15 targets without a mess.

You know what I'm talking about.

Not until you tell me. The attempt on the life of that ranger, Cordell Walker,

that's what. Oh, yes, that.

Yeah. I heard something about it.

But you don't think I had anything to do with it, do you?

Look,

I give you my word.

Well, your word isn't worth much. Apparently.

Apparently? You mean obviously.

Ever since your mother died, it's been one lie after another like some kind

of... Cheap novel. Oh, please.

I've been trying to love you for 27 years, Mitchell.

I paid very dearly.

Go inside, please.

Hello.

Had a feeling I'd see you again.

Mrs. Alonzo, this is my partner, Ranger Kevett. Pleasure.

Please take a seat.

Can you tell us anything else about Billy and Tom Raven?

Not much, but I will try.

Tom and I were seeing each other.

He'd come by the diner and Billy would be with him.

It was a happy time.

One night about eight years ago, Tom and I were supposed to go on a date.

He didn't come to pick me up.

The next day I went to his place, a trailer he lived in with Billy.

But he was not there.

The police were there.

They told me Tom had been shot in the head.

They thought that Billy had done it, then ran away.

Anyway, that's what they told me.

Do you believe that?

No. Billy could never do such a thing. He and Tomaste loved each other.

Tom's dying?

They told me he survived with severe brain damage.

Who told you?

Dr. Sheldon.

At the Brookside Sanitarium where they put Tom.

I went there, but Dr. Sheldon said it was useless to see Tom.

That the bullet had completely damaged his brain.

That he would never recover.

I understand Tom is still there at Brookside. He's been there 18 years.

Okay.

Thank you very much, Mrs. Alonzo. We appreciate it. You're welcome.

Well, let's go to Brookside and see Tom Raven. Okay, that's fine.

Well, Walker, you've got to do me a favor on this, all right?

What? Don't say anything about seeing ghosts to those people. We're going to

spend a lot more time at Brookside than we want to.

Okay?

Whatever you say.

The Raven's file could be a chapter in verse, a definitive textbook on the

variance inherent in depression -related violence.

Sociopathic tendencies, schizophrenia.

Of course, the brain damage done by the bullet that almost killed him.

Is that him? Yes, it is.

He looks dangerous.

So then I can go with you?

No.

I could insist, you know, as Raven's physician of record, it's my right to go

with you.

You can insist all you want, Doctor, but you're not going in with him. It's a

murder investigation.

You have no authority, Doctor.

Very well. Let them in.

Let me, Tom.

I need to ask you some questions.

Do you understand?

Understanding is what none of us do.

Except for me.

And you?

Can you tell me what happened?

Anything at all?

He rides the lightning.

Lightning?

Are you talking about the lightning on your brother's chest?

The thunder.

The thunder is filled with God's fire.

And this protects him.

From the evil.

From the evil.

The evil.

Tom.

I need to know who shot you.

Who shot you? Oh, no, no, no, no, no more.

No more.

No more. I'm going spawning. I'm going spawning. I'm going spawning. No, no,

no more. No more. I'm going spawning. I'm going spawning.

I'm going spawning. I'm going spawning. I'm going spawning. I'm going spawning.

I'm going spawning.

Oh, but you don't think so?

No, I don't.

You know what? And I'm not even going to ask why.

Yes, I am. Why don't you think he's crazy?

Because... Watch out!

Shoot!

breaking myself.

Bye.

This is Trevan. I'm at Diplomat and Farmer's Branch. I got a crashing,

tractor.

Ambulance.

Take it easy, partner.

Guess who owns Brookside Sanitarium where Tom Raven's been hanging out for

years? Tell me.

Del Forman.

So what do you think?

I think Tom Raven is telling us who shot his brother. And whoever it is has a

distinctive mark on his face.

Trevette? Yeah?

Run him. profile of Del Foreman and his son.

Same birthmark.

That's not evidence.

Especially coming from a man who's been declared legally insane.

Walker.

What do you think, Doctor?

Walt Taylor can talk.

I'm going to go see what he knows. You guys keep digging.

Right.

You know, Jimmy, I'm beginning to think that Walker really did see a ghost out

there.

You doubt it?

And you didn't? Not for an instant.

Alex, paranormal events are as commonplace to me as the changing of the

Oh, right.

Since when?

Why didn't you do it, Walt?

Why didn't you shoot?

I'd done a lot of bad things.

But murder ain't one of them.

You want to talk about it?

Tell me, Walt.

Did you shoot Billy Raven?

No.

Then who did?

I can't tell you.

I can't tell you.

Yeah, it's Ranger Walker, isn't it?

I met you for him.

I know who you are.

Yeah, well, just came by to see how Walt Taylor was coming along, but they won't

let us in to see him.

Well, Walt must have gone crazy to try something like that, huh?

Not half as crazy as you putting him up to it. Well, well, now, Ranger Walker,

what a high and mighty one we are, huh?

It's no wonder people are trying to take you out.

I want to tell you something, Foreman.

I know you killed Billy Raven.

It's just a matter of time before I prove it.

You disobeyed me again, didn't you?

Went straight against my orders.

I used my initiative.

You haven't got brains enough for initiative.

Damn, I can't believe you went after Walker again.

Oh, don't fret, Daddy.

Three strikes and Mr. Walker will be out.

For good.

He hit me.

He laid his hands on me.

And now he is dead.

And you're a stupid fool.

Jeopardizing everything we built up for your own two -bit ego.

Using former company personnel in attempted murders?

Connecting an entire organization to felonies?

You know what you've done? You've put every one of our heads right on the

Me?

Who kept the crazy Apache alive all these years, huh?

Alive and just waiting to burn me to the ground.

He's locked up. He's harmless.

Harmless.

Harmless.

He put Walker on my tail.

That's why I went after him, to defend myself.

Because you don't have the guts to put Tom Raven where he belongs.

In a grave.

No, it's because I've still got a little bit of honor left.

That's the least I could do after taking away everything poor mad fool had.

Help me here.

Help me here, son.

Damn you.

And damn me for bringing you into this world.

Amen.

Amen. Amen.

the king.

It's Foreman, the man with the power.

So it should be interesting now, huh?

Our little game to find out who goes down first?

We'll see, won't we, Foreman?

Yeah, you're right, Walker.

We will see.

I'm afraid from a lawyer's point of view, we don't have much hard evidence

against Foreman.

What we do have is an eight -year -old murder with no physical evidence except

for an eight -year -old bullet. And yes, in our minds, we have a very strong

suspect, but one who can be linked by proof that is, at best, circumstantial.

Finally, we have two possible witnesses whose corroboration might get us to

trial, but one witness is in the hospital too afraid to talk, and the

is in a sanitarium by court order.

Prosecution rests.

So what do we do?

Until we can prove Tom Raven isn't crazy.

Walt Taylor's our best bet.

But he's scared to death.

Yeah, I know.

But I think he wants to talk.

He's been carrying a big burden of guilt for a long time.

Let's go talk to him.

Walt, this is Alex Cahill, Assistant District Attorney.

Mr.

Taylor, we have reasons to believe that the Foremans were threatening to blame

you for what happened eight years ago.

I can't talk about this.

Walt, we know who killed Billy Raven.

Mitch Foreman.

Now talk to us.

It was late, toward dawn.

Mr. Foreman and his geologist buddies, they was digging for test samples of

uranium and finding pretty good traces.

Mitch was keeping a lookout, and I was giving him a hand.

We'd been on the Raven Brothers' property for a couple of nights, but

the closest we'd come to their trailer.

And everybody was jumping.

So he thought he and his brother might stay clear.

But Billy, Billy had other ideas.

He thought he'd be a crazy Apache and go down there and have fun with whoever

was there.

And if there was trouble, he'd just ride. But it didn't work that way.

It just didn't work out that way.

Uranium. Mr. Foreman yelled, and that's when I saw the kid in the dunes.

You see, that one word, that's all he needed to hear. I guess he was too happy

to be careful.

He jumped on his horse, and he made a beeline for the trailer.

I could hear him yelling.

And I heard something else.

I heard a shot.

Those shots put a chill in me that reached way down.

No!

And I ran on the head of Mr. Foreman.

Damn fool, what the hell are you... What have you done?

There was only blood on the sand and the darkness.

Mr. Foreman, he took his son Mitch away and told me to bury the body.

Told me if I didn't, he'd say I did it.

And you already know what happened to Tom Raven.

Mr. Foreman pulled his strings to keep him locked up.

All this because of a greedy old man and a

crazy young fool.

Well, do we have enough to get Tom Raven released and reexamined?

More than enough.

Thank you.

We heading to Brookside?

As fast as we can get there.

Take it easy, Walt.

We're going to set you free, Raven.

Oh, yeah, like my baby brother? You murdering bastard?

Like you kill a little billy, huh?

After all these years.

You were playing crazy.

Let's go.

Keep helping these pillars, Doc, and they'll put you away forever.

Get him out of here.

Mr. Police, listen.

My God, please.

He's right. I can't have anything to do with murder. Get out of my way.

I'm not doing it right.

This foreman has some men. They took Tom.

Where? I don't know, but they hit me and they just took him by force.

Look, I didn't have anything to do with this. I swear to God.

How are we going to find him?

I didn't know this was the way.

Billy's showing us the way.

Where?

Billy, no.

Stand up here for Walt Taylor, that self -righteous father of mine. I would have

finished you off years ago, Raven.

Now, I'm going to make up for that mistake.

It's fresh air.

That sneaky, patchy brain of yours.

Any last words?

I always knew that truth would win out and that justice would be done.

Everything you do from now on will be like committing suicide.

Me and Billy have won.

We've won!

You've got a funny way of winning.

Stupid.

Hold it, Texas Ranger!

Look, you handle him.

I'll take care of Geronimo here.

Man, I see it, but I still don't believe it.

Get up.

What's the matter? You haven't seen a ghost?

Thanks, Billy.

Bye, little brother.

Cause the eyes of the ranger are upon you.

Ain't all you do, he's gonna see.

When you're in Texas, look behind you.

Cause that's where the ranger's gonna be.