All language subtitles for Walker s05e22 The Neighborhood

Come on, man.

Let's go, let's go, come on.

Come on.

Hurry up, hurry up.

We got to show those B -3 dudes who's
thirsty as is.

Bye.

Hey, little Mac, give me a dime, baby.

Let me be a bread.

Little man, you was on the door.

Get up, boy, get up.

Look at this fool of a dude.

That's the quarter meal of my
merchandise, boy.

Up in smoke, fool.

I gotta see him.

Firebomb. You think I can afford that?

Huh? In your ugly face.

Nobody does this at B3 Dukes. Keeps on
breathing.

Nobody.

Now, you new Dukes, I want you to go out
and find this firebug for me.

Give me a name.

I want a name.

And we're going to smoke this fool.

You know how we do it.

Just like everybody else to try to stop
us from taking down what's ours.

Word up, Zach.

B3 Duke.

Let's do this.

We have two promotions today.

First to Blue Belt, Melissa Echol.

Congratulations.

And to Red Belt, Kyla Jarvis.

That's my grandbaby.

I should mention that Kyla is our
youngest Red Belt in the Kick Drugs Out

America program.

We've got to stop the killing, the
robbing, and the drugs.

That means taking back the neighborhood.

Now! Oh, it's too late.

Now, last night...

Last night was the start.

Last night was crazy, Leon.

Now that could cause a whole lot of
trouble.

What did you learn in Nam, Cleet?

Survival.

Stay low and don't go home with no body
bag.

Yeah, well, I learned to hit them first.

And keep on hitting.

Word on the street say he the one.

Leon Barlow.

You know that's him?

Way to go, Bobby.

Since she was the one that dug this all
up for me.

You get the privilege to put some caps
in his butt.

Cool.

but I just disagree.

Whoever burned down that place was
wrong.

For torching a crack house?

Uh -uh. Whoever burned that house was
doing the neighborhood a favor. Two

do not make a right.

She's right, Leon. People can't take the
law into their own hands.

I do.

Oh, yeah.

We're terrific.

It's like back home.

Best time I've had in a month is Sunday.

You sang like an angel, Kyla.

I love you, Mr. Walker.

I love you too. This is the day that the
Lord has made. Oh, that was so good.

No, no, no, no, no. This is the thing
here.

Deadly arm.

Everybody was clapping and stuff like
this.

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 homie dude he's gonna see.

When you're in Texas, look behind you.

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

What'd you find out?

Ten people on the street when Kyla was
shot and nobody saw a thing.

We don't need witnesses. I know who's
responsible. It's Russell and them B -3

Dukes.

There's gonna be payback for what they
did to Kyla, too.

What are you gonna do, Leon?

Burn down another crack house?

What are you talking about?

I think they were shooting at you.
That's what I think.

Crack house that was burned down was run
by the B -3 Dukes, Leon.

Look, man, I don't know nothing about
nothing.

Except that somebody's got to do
something. Well, if you want somebody to

something, why don't you escort the kids
to school in the morning? Or videotape

the crack dealers?

Video.

You think them punks care about that?

Look, if you videotape them, we'll bust
them. All the Dukes understand is force.

Oh, stop it, Leon. Don't say any more,
please.

Violence will never be stopped with
violence.

Doctor, how is she?

The bullets did a lot of damage.

And she's bleeding internally.

You can't stop it. I'm very sorry.

I shot that little girl, Zach. Fight the
hell with her!

You know what we got to do now? We got
to get Leon.

That's what we got to do.

We got to set a example in this
neighborhood.

I'm getting sick of this.

Ain't that right, T?

You know what we got to do.

So what about you, bro?

Huh?

Are you down with this or what? Yeah,
man. Yeah, I'm down.

I just want to have that little girlie.
That's all. She's dying.

That's how she is.

Who are you?

Beat three dukes for life.

What's your name?

Bobby Miller.

I got this.

What do you want?

I want to know who shot that little
girl.

I'll be through Duke's. I ain't had
nothing to do with all that, man.

So don't even step up in here with your
big hat on, man. Ain't talking to all

that smack.

Then who did?

Somebody move in on your territory,
Russell?

Ain't nobody talking to you, Tonto.

Then maybe we should discuss it
downtown.

Maybe we should discuss it downtown.

I think it's funny, don't you, Russell?

As soon as I can prove you shot that
little girl.

I'm going to slap that smile right off
your face.

Why don't you do it now?

You can't do that, Walker.

I just did.

Go away, go away, go away.

Thank you.

She doesn't deserve this.

She's a good girl.

And she's been through so much already.

be okay grandma it's gonna be okay oh my
baby

thank you

it's

incredible but absolutely all internal
bleeding has stopped i mean through all

the tests that we're trying to say she's
healed

Yes, ma 'am, she is. Completely.

She's healed, Ranger.

And for no scientific, understandable
reason, I simply can't explain it.

It's pretty hard to explain the power of
faith, Doctor.

Thank you.

Thank you.

At first it was hurting real bad.

And I was afraid I was going to die.

But then I didn't feel anything.

Nothing at all.

Except peaceful.

It was like rising out of the darkness
and into the light.

Such beautiful light.

That's where I met my angel.

So it must have been heaven.

Your angel?

Mm -hmm.

I wish you could see her like I do.

She's beautiful.

She told me I had to come back here.

I didn't want to.

It was so beautiful and peaceful there.

But she said it was important and that
you'd help.

That I'd help? Mm -hmm. To do what?

Stop the killing and save the
neighborhood.

Well, Kyla, how I can help is if you can
describe those men for me that were in

the car.

My angel says don't worry about any of
that.

It'll all be taken care of.

Walker, I checked out that Bobby Miller
kid from Metro Gang Unit.

His address is 1437 Lynch Street,
apartment 10C.

Thanks, Trevette.

I'm on my way.

Ranger, you saw.

I was just defending myself against this
damn gangbanger.

Your father?

He ain't nothing to me.

I'm Bobby's mother.

You all right, ma 'am?

She's fine.

We's coupled is all.

Nobody hit nobody.

Ain't that right, baby?

Tell him.

Nobody did nothing to get arrested for.

So I guess I'll go on back inside.

I'll pick up my things tomorrow, Mom.

Bobby, please.

Please. No need for that.

Hey, Bobby.

What you doing down here walking? What
you want?

What do I want?

I want the violence in this neighborhood
to stop.

And what's that got to do with me?

Right now, you're part of the problem.

What I'd like is for you to be part of
the solution.

And how's that, man?

Since you know my set, turn in my homies
now.

You don't break off from them. You're
going to wind up in jail or the

That's the way it is, old man. You can't
change that.

See, my daddy was in a gang, and his
daddy was in a gang, too. And they both

went down out in the street, man.

All right?

You saw, man. You saw what I'm dealing
with here.

I got one real family, one real home.

Beat three dukes.

That's what you really believe.

You're going to wind up dead before
you're 20.

Hope I am.

It was here, just half a block

away from singing in the church choir,
that 10 -year -old Kyla Jarvis was

down during a drive -by shooting.

Bullets were of large caliber and caused
extensive damage. At best, Kyla's

chances of recovery were very slim.

But Kyla Jarvis did recover, and fully.
Not six months or a year later, but a

mere eight hours after her surgery.

Kyla's cubicle suddenly just filled with
light.

A really weird light.

It just lasted a short time, but I'll
never forget it.

It was incredible.

A miracle, I guess.

Like a really...

Tomorrow morning, Kyla Jarvis checks out
of St. Mary's just two days after she

was shot. I'll be there to bring any
further developments of her amazing

This is special assignment reporter
Sharon Stafford reporting from the hood

Dallas, Texas.

And the angel brought me back home.

And she says she will stay as long as it
took to stop the killing and save our

neighborhood. What does this angel of
yours look like, Kyla?

She's beautiful, like heaven, where she
comes from.

He's going to teach us how to be real
neighbors again.

Yeah, right.

How does your angel plan to make that
happen?

Well, we're going to be asking people
around Bell Avenue and 3rd to come to

Fallon Park on Easter Sunday morning.

And by getting everyone together, we can
show how different people can become

friends and change things.

Because if we believe hard enough, then
anything is possible.

We can use all the help we can get from
you people in TV and newspapers and

stuff, okay?

And remember, Sunday morning at Fallon
Park.

All right, let's go.

Thank you all for your support.

I don't know if she's real or not, but
angels are hot this year.

I think it's a great story.

You're an idiot.

Mary, you see that little girl on TV?

She made you trippy.

Talking about angels and stuff. They're
saving the neighborhood.

Walker said she was dying, and now she's
fine.

You call that tripping, Devon? Shut up!

Boom, y 'all. Why don't you just shut
the hell up?

What we got to worry about now is her
identifying us.

Now, come on, y 'all.

She ain't never a little girl. I tell
you to shut up.

That little girl can put you away from
life.

And she saw us.

What you want to do?

You want to wait for the day that she
walks up and points her finger at you

tells that ranger that you was the one
that pulled the trigger?

Huh? No.

Is that what you want to do?

No, man.

Good.

Step off.

What is going on here? You really think
that Kyla believes she can change that

neighborhood? She seems to think so,
with the help of an angel. So what

saying is she's on a mission from God or
something?

Tibet, you didn't see the light shining
in her room.

I mean, here was a girl that was dying.

The doctor said she had no hope.

Then all of a sudden, she's healed.

How do you figure?

A miracle.

Well, for want of a better word, yeah.

What's this, sugar?

Leave it in peace.

Save our neighborhood.

We can do it if we try.

Come to Salem Park on Easter Sunday
morning and help us make our very own

miracle. With enough love, anything is
possible.

Well, I should know that last part is
true.

But, um, you gotta be crazy running
these bad streets.

I see what you're saying, girlfriend.

If you're crazy, then so am I, huh?

Mm -hmm.

Okay.

You got it.

God bless you.

You too, sweetheart.

Thank you.

You got to stay and fight, man.

No, you stay and fight. First that kid
shot dead at my door. Then last night

the final straw for me, Leon.

That guy who robbed me, he had a gun
pointed at my head right here.

The next time could be the last time.
I'm not saying you got to do it alone,

Frank. We'd be right alongside you. Me,
Cleet, all of us. Oh, yeah, sure.

Against the Duke. Right.

Don't leave, Mr. Nazino.

Please. Wait a second. Who are all these
people?

Just stay for a little bit longer.

What for, huh, Kyla?

What, so I can get robbed again like I
did last night?

You give me one good reason. For the
miracle at Fallon Park.

The miracle of Fallon Park.

Right. Where decent people can't even
walk down the street in broad daylight.

Where there's been 16 killings in the
past year.

Then help us do something about it.

If folks like you stand and help them,
there will be a miracle.

Don't run away, Mr. Narzina.

We need you.

Yes.

Listen to her.

Okay, Kyla.

You got the guts, and so does Frank
Marzino.

I'll give it a little more time.

I'm glad you're better, kid.

My mind's on it now, I'll be high till I
die.

If the crew's flying, I'm feeling good.

With some firecrackers on for the night,
but we ain't seen the backseat voting.

Down the window, letting out some smoke
from the lanyard.

I've seen the folks in Monte Carlo,
sitting on crews in the road like

Some cool caddies and caddies too. You
come back here.

It's okay, Grandma.

Up and down, up and down, that's what
I'm calling.

That's what I'm calling.

Yolo, what'd she say?

I forgive you.

She said what?

She said I forgive you.

Kind of thinking of flyers all over your
place.

Look, Mabel, I know Kyla believes in all
this, but let's be honest.

Only miracle will be if anybody shows
up. You know, you have just about gotten

on my last nerve. How you can fix your
lips to just shoot down a little girl's

face. You got to fight fire with fire,
Mabel, not fairy tales. You're wrong,

Leon. So what do we do, Walker? I'll
tell you what you do.

You start a neighborhood watch.

A neighborhood watch?

Yes, Leon.

We could make this neighborhood a better
place to live in. Let's show every

neighborhood in the country what you can
do.

If people work together.

Whether or not you believe in Kyla's
angel or not, that's not important.

But her message is, you don't stop gangs
with violence, but with caring.

Mr. Walker, can you help me?

Come in, Kyla.

Well, you've got them everywhere.

Ready?

You okay, Kyla? Yeah.

Kyla!

I'm okay.

It's that ranger!

If they're trying to kill Callis, he
must be right.

Get up.

Get up.

Okay. Me and mine are with you.

Just a short while ago, unless you were
a gang member, this park was a no -man's

land of drug dealing and gun battle. But
today, things are beginning to change.

Slowly but surely, the average
hardworking people of this neighborhood

beginning to take their first steps in
reclaiming what is rightfully theirs.

According to Mr. Barlow here, this is a
neighborhood problem. And the people...

That's right. It's a neighborhood
problem.

And ain't enough cops on the street to
solve this thing.

I mean, for way too long, we've been
depending on the city, the county, and

state to take care of all the crime and
stuff.

But that's over. At least here, anyway.
We're doing it ourselves.

Because you can't stop these gangs with
violence.

You got to stop them with Karen.

Thank you, Mr. Barlow.

But the question remains, can a 10 -year
-old girl bring about any real change

in her crime -ridden neighborhood?

My angel told me that we got to believe.

We got to have faith that things can
change for the better.

Hope. You know what I mean.

That things don't have to stay the way
they are now.

We can change our worlds one way or the
other.

One neighborhood at a time.

Because if we believe hard enough, then
anything really is possible.

You'll see. I promise. This Sunday at
Fallon Park.

Leon Barlow's Neighborhood Watch Group,
just a few days old and already

numbering nearly 50, and the men are
deeply involved in monitoring the

neighborhood and providing adult
supervision for the neighborhood youth.

Are miracles possible in this cynical
20th century? And can faith still move

mountains? With just a few days left
before Easter Sunday, we media cynics

soon find out.

You're not braving these boys, are you?
Look at that.

Look at that. Oh, boy. Mm -hmm.

Yeah, that's him.

That's him.

Is that him? Mm -hmm. Oh, yeah. He can
walk in that area. Yeah. Mm -hmm.

Okay, here he goes. Yeah, that's little
Mac's brother. We got enough for him

now, you know?

Yeah.

Oh, something going on for him.

Man, Red. That one there. He's Red Bull.
All right, we got it. Mm -hmm. Got it

all right here.

That was your boy, right? Yeah.

Yeah.

Right out in the open.

No, they don't care.

Yeah,

I remember her.

Man, that ought to do it, Walker.

He did good, Leon.

You mean you can use it?

You bet we can.

All right!

Yeah, it worked me out. He did good.

I got two guys in the convertible.

Yo, I don't want to hear it. They
arrested all of them last night, man.

Joker, Red Bull. Hey, shut up.

Yo, man, Zach, he just telling you how
it is, man. That's it.

Look at them over there.

Laughing and playing.

Having fun, thinking they safe.

Man, we gonna lose this hood if we don't
start hitting back.

Man, how you gonna hit back with that
videotape all up in your grill?

They want a videotape.

I'll give him some of the videotape.

Tibet.

I'm ready to move.

Better think twice, brother.

Kyla, get out of the way, honey.

The Lord is my shepherd.

I shall not want.

He maketh me lie down in green pastures.

He leadeth me beside the still water.

He restoreth my soul.

He leadeth me in the path of
righteousness for his name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of
the shadow of death, I shall fear no

evil. For thou art with me.

Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.

I think you best back off. This is
bigger than you.

Well, that's blasé.

I'm telling you now, man, ain't no way
we getting thrown out this park.

But we got to take back what's ours.

And all this hoping and praising and
singing and all this, man, it's got to

stop. We at the end of this now.

We got to fight to the end, yo. You know
what I'm saying? And we done.

There it is, man.

The only way to stop it is the way it
starts, right?

Got to dig up the roots. You got to kill
it.

Right.

Right?

No.

No, man.

They going to get what's theirs.

Well, first things first, see that
little girl and her angel and that

thing and grandma and her started on it.

To a world of trouble, I wish I could
run away.

And that old fool Leo.

Yes, sir.

Today we're going to do what we should
have done a long time ago. If I show and

activate,

uh -huh, I'm running to the head.

Oh, that's what I say.

She forgave me.

One more date.

Think she's going to make it?

Get all those people together at Fallon
Park?

Yeah, I think she will.

Russell and Duke, they're going to blast
you, man.

Barlow, Barlow, and Grandma, too, man.

Bobby? Come on, get in here.

Let's go.

I'm running to the hands of the Lord.

Kyla, baby, looks like you're going to
get your miracle.

Just like you and your angel wanted. All
right, it's true.

Never would have said it before, but
it's true.

Don't be afraid. The angel said it's
going to be okay.

Yo, where you going, old man?

Go turn around and fight me.

We're going to be all right if we just
believe.

Yo, what the hell you doing?

You can't do this back.

Oh, no?

Just watch me, cuz.

Oh, yeah, but that's right. You ain't my
cuz no more, are you, Bobby?

Huh? Because you ain't down for this,
right?

You're not going to change anything by
killing.

It doesn't matter what you do to us.

The miracle's already happening. Hey,
shut up!

All right? I'm sick of you and your
little angels and your little miracles.

That man's actually right.

We can't stop nothing by hurting her,
man.

No, Jack. He's not dead.

Dead men is what he is. No, please
don't.

Oh, you want it first, huh?

You shot our old man.

Weble, put the cap in your butt and
leave me alone.

Got it?

Hang on, Bobby.

That's on the way.

I think I saw your angel, Kyla.

Beautiful, isn't she?

Yeah.

Mama, don't cry.

He's gone, Robert.

Jackson's gone.

Just you and me, baby.

Bobby, I think you've become part of the
solution.

Not all the way.

You know I was the shooter, don't you?

Not anymore, you nut.

Words don't work at a moment like this.

Let's just let the sights and sounds of
this little miracle in the hood speak

for itself.

Join us.

All right, all right.

Come on, young man, come on.

Who would have believed it?

Kyla and her angel praise the Lord

he's gonna see when you're in Texas left
behind you

cause that's where the Rangers gonna be