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[MUSIC PLAYING]

Oh, I can't wait for next week.

Oh, I was just sitting here thinking.

In one week, seven days, we'll be back to normal.

Everything will be as it was.

Nothing's going to be like the way it was.

No, it'll be better.

It'll be better.

[LAUGHS]

[WAVES CRASHING]

HARRY WELLS: July 16, this is Assistant

District Attorney, Harry Wells.

OK, Sergeant Raines, I want you to tell

your story just one more time.

Lieutenant Dixon here may have a few questions.

We decided to meet at the Chickie

Stick, which is this biker bar I've been hanging out at.

Sergeant Burrell shows up.

And he's dressed like the Godfather,

driving a drop-top Jaguar.

Now you might want to find out how a Sergeant in vice,

pulling down, what, 40k a year, gets to drive a $60,000 sled.

Hey, Sergeant, can we just stick to what happened?

Give all these value judgments a rest.

Sure.

Sergeant Burrell tells me he's got a friend who wants

a job done and that he's contracting it,

that if I can take care of some "wet work"

there's $2,000 in it for me.

So I said, OK.

And he said that his friend was waiting in a beige SEL,

and that this friend would give me

the name and address of the guy I was supposed to take care of.

But the guy in the Mercedes turns out

to be a fat car dealer who wants his partner dumped.

Did Sergeant Burrell ever say specifically

he wanted you to kill him?

Like maybe he gave me the two large just to babysit?

The breakdown Beretta with no serial number and hollow points

was for maybe if we got bored and wanted to play

lights out with titanium tips?

Hey, and I don't need the sarcasm either.

I get enough of that at home.

You guys sent for me.

I mean, you asked me to come here because Harry

and I were cops together in San Diego.

You need somebody the cops in this town wouldn't recognize.

Now, I'm telling you.

Somebody better red flag Sergeant

Burrell before he jumps a divider

and hits your police pension.

He's setting up murder contracts and robberies.

And I can give you first-person testimony to that effect.

I want to take it upstairs and put it on the docket.

One of your officers is soliciting murder contracts.

Yeah, and I want to run it by Chief Murphy.

You give me till 9:00 tomorrow.

Personally, I don't think you guys

got enough to make this fall.

It's all here, Dutch, and you know it.

I'm going to have to set up a situation room

and get a story ready.

Um, Sergeant Raines has been compromised already.

He came in here today because I asked him to.

People have seen him.

He's in danger.

I can't sit on this forever.

OK, I'll give you protection.

Where are you staying?

The Solomon Rushdie suite of the Gene Autry Hotel.

Leave your packages outside.

We're exploding them on the fire escape.

You're a real funny guy, aren't you?

So are you.

[CHAIR SLAMMING]

I feel really bad about this, Reno.

You've got the goods.

Lieutenant Dutch over here is putting us in a bad place.

And I-- I don't have the resources to protect you.

Just file this thing and get me out of here.

I've got to get back down to San Diego.

I'm through being a cop, Harry.

I promised Val.

I'm pulling the pin.

Get it to drop.

I've got a bad feeling.

[DOOR OPENING]

[DOOR SHUTTING]

NARRATOR: He was a cop and good at his job.

But he committed the ultimate sin

and testified against other cops gone bad,

cops that tried to kill him but got the woman he loved instead.

Framed for murder, now he prowls the Badlands,

an outlaw hunting outlaws, a bounty hunter, a renegade.

[MOTORCYCLE ROARS] [THEME MUSIC]

3-5-6-8-9, your house is unlocked.

Step forward and face the wall.

[ELECTRONIC BEEPS]

[DOOR CLANGS]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOOR CLANGS]

He's agreed to identify his old partner from a string

of robberies last year.

We'll need him to pick him out of a lineup.

Have him back in the morning.

Let's go, Hog.

I'm Sergeant Burrell.

You're with me.

Come on.

I didn't think God could make anything so ugly.

You went and drew pictures all over yourself with green ink.

You're a regular walking piece of graffiti.

You know that, boy?

You don't stop singing at me, I'm going suck your brain out.

[LAUGHS] That'll be just before I connect

you to my old Ford tailpipe.

HOG ADAMS: What lineup?

I ain't got no partner I'm going to finger.

I don't know you. What's your story?

SERGEANT BURRELL: You remember a guy named Reno Raines?

HOG ADAMS: Yeah.

Yeah, I remember.

SERGEANT BURRELL: He arrested you, crippled and damn

near killed your brother.

I understand he'll never walk again without crutches.

In court you said you were living to kill him.

HOG ADAMS: Guys in court say a lot of dumb stuff.

Sergeant Raines has got me hung up between bases.

All you gotta do is give him the all-expense-paid ride to glory,

make it look like a suicide.

How do I find him?

I know where he's staying.

And I managed to get his standard-issue .38.

[CHUCKLES] It's in the car.

[BUZZER SOUNDS]

That's his backup.

His everyday is a 9 millimeter SIG P226 in an upside

down under his arm.

I'll, uh-- [CHUCKLES] I'll make it look like you

jumped me and took off.

Once you chill him, you're on your own.

The long blue line's get a few serious gaffes, don't it?

When I'm looking for moral judgments,

I won't be coming to some punk who carves names in his arm

with prison ink.

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[SURF RUSTLING]

Sometimes you seem so sad.

I wish I could cry for you.

I'm just glad you're getting out of this before it wrecks you.

[SIGHS] It's all I ever knew.

I mean, police work runs in my family

like dark hair and green eyes.

I never had a choice.

You know?

Well, we are going to have a home like other people.

And my brother Jim will give you a job in construction.

And we'll raise beautiful children and get old together.

You keep talking like this and you're going

to have to read me my rights.

[LAUGHTER]

[DOOR SLAMS OPEN]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[GUNSHOTS]

[SCREAMS IN PAIN]

Val!

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[GATE CRASHES OPEN]

[EXHALES] My God!

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

LT. DUTCH DIXON: Hey, Buzz, your friend Hog

dropped his on the way out.

What are you doing?

You're going to end a watch.

Come on.

We've been friends 10 years.

Well, guess the friendship's over.

[GUNSHOT]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

WOMAN (ON HOSPITAL LOUDSPEAKER): Dr. Santos--

Reno, what happened?

This guy I put in prison almost a year

ago, Hog Adams, he got out somehow.

He's supposed to be doing life for killing a girl in Fresno.

He came at me, and I shot.

But he shot Val.

He shot Valerie.

The motel, the motel where you were

staying at, the Seaside, there's a dead cop in your room, Reno.

It's Sergeant Burrell.

He was handcuffed.

They found a gun by his body.

It's yours.

You're being set up, man.

You gotta get out of here.

WOMAN (ON HOSPITAL LOUDSPEAKER): Nurse Ruben to pediatrics.

Nurse Ruben to pediatrics.

I can't.

I'm not going to leave her.

You can't help her by staying here and getting busted.

Oh, god, I got you into this.

Look, you gotta get out of here now, before there's

no more choices left.

[DOOR SHUTS]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

WOMAN (ON HOSPITAL LOUDSPEAKER): Dr. Rossman to ER, STAT.

Dr. Rossman--

What is it?

Tell me.

There's no easy way to say this, son.

But she has a flat EEG, no brain waves.

But she's alive, but just technically.

She's on full life support.

What?

I did all I could.

I'm sorry.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

HARRY WELLS: Reno, Reno, we've got to get out of here.

They're going to arrest you for killing Burrell.

We've got to go.

We've got to buy some time.

She took my bullet, Harry.

She sat up and took it.

I couldn't stop her.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

As pieces of the story are coming to us,

it appears Reno Raines, a San Diego

undercover police officer, was on loan out assignment here.

According to assistant prosecutor Harrison Wells,

Raines was investigating charges of wrongdoing

by the police department.

He had made his report.

That report was being analyzed when something

went very, very wrong.

Police are speculating Sergeant Burrell was the target

of the investigation, that he came to this motel room

here, where Sergeant Raines was staying with his girlfriend,

that a struggle ensued, that Sergeant Raines and Sergeant

Burrell exchanged gunfire.

Police say a .38 caliber bullet from Sergeant Raines' police

service revolver critically injured

Valerie Prentiss, who appears to have

been caught in the crossfire.

Apparently Sergeant Raines gained control of the situation

and killed Sergeant Burrell after handcuffing

his hands behind him and shooting him twice

in the head execution style.

Police have issued an all points murder warrant

for Sergeant Reno Raines.

We'll continue to update you on this story

from the crime scene.

This is Dallas Cook.

Jane?

[THUD]

[CAR ENGINE ROARS]

Aaa-- this can't be the place.

Gotta be the wrong street.

[DOOR SQUEAKS OPEN]

Well, well, well.

Lieutenant Dixon.

Cheyenne Phillips.

My brother's in the den.

[DOOR SLAMS SHUT]

Lieutenant, welcome to my humble abode.

May I, uh, offer you a drink?

No, I don't think so.

I've heard a lot about you, Bobby.

Didn't figure you'd be living like a Turkish prince.

Only in America, Lieutenant, where every day

could be the wheel of fortune.

George Foreman, a black man raised in the ghetto,

eats hamburgers, wins millions.

Donald Trump, a white man, raised in a mansion,

eats caviar, loses millions.

Ah, what a great country we live in here, Lieutenant,

where everybody gets a spin at that wheel.

Yeah, but I suppose it helps if you've got a shiny suit,

great backup singers.

So, what caught your eye in the display case

when you walked in?

I need this guy--

yesterday.

And if he comes back to me in a body bag,

that's not going to tear me up either.

Well, I generally don't have to kill my bounties.

I like to bring them back alive.

And I'm usually too expensive for municipal courts.

Hey, Cochise, cut the BS, OK?

I didn't come here to get rolled.

Now, you play me too loose, you're gonna be back on the res

weaving rugs, selling turquoise.

I'm impossible to insult. Do you know why?

No. Why?

Because it doesn't bother me that I'm

a Native American Indian.

In fact, I love it.

People tend to think that I'm about as half

as smart as I really am. And I love that, too.

Because hypocrites don't hear me coming.

That's when I get my hands on your wallet

and jerk your pants down to about your knees.

So now that we have explored that,

let me tell you how this is going to come down.

Because in your case, there's absolutely no negotiation.

$10,000 if he's in the state.

If he's out of the state, I get $2,000 for every state line

I cross, expenses on top.

My lovely sister here will keep the books

and send you an accounting.

CHEYENNE PHILLIPS: I'm very quick and fair

with my accounting.

Yeah, but he's in Florida. I--

Aha!

If he's in Florida, I make big wampum.

Of course, you could, uh, hire somebody else.

But we both know that I am the best.

And I've been watching the news on this guy.

I know you can't leave the state.

We both know he already has.

So, Lieutenant, what's it going to be?

My business meetings generally don't take this long,

and I really hate hagglers.

You know what I think? BOBBY SIXKILLER: What?

I think you ought to take all this attitude you got,

Bobby, and you to box it up.

You ought to sell it to somebody who gives a damn.

Does that mean we have a deal?

Yeah, OK.

Yeah, we got a deal.

Good.

Welcome to my tribe.

HARRY WELLS: It's an old handbill from the year

before you arrested him.

I checked with the family.

They're still willing to pay the reward.

They want to put him back in jail.

You're going to need some money to keep Val alive.

How are you going to find him?

The way he found me.

I follow his brother.

Hound Adams, the guy you put on crutches?

Yep.

They'll hook up sooner or later.

I'll call you.

Look, you're going to need some money.

Take this.

They won't be able to trace it.

Thanks, man.

Hey, get off.

Creep.

[ENGINE ROARS]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

BOBBY SIXKILLER: Well, we can't go any further

without any help, Sis.

The Manitou isn't sending me any eagles to follow.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Do me a favor.

Run credit card companies one more time.

I keep praying this guy's not using any cash.

He's got to be using some kind of plastic.

I've done it three times since 1 o'clock.

Although, I did manage to hack my way into the San

Diego police computer.

Did you get anything?

I've been running Reno Raines' Police Academy class.

I figure maybe he's got some buddy he keeps in touch with.

And?

There's a guy, Harry Wells.

Isn't he the assistant DA we saw on TV?

Run Harrison Wells through the credit card company.

We got some good medicine here, Chey.

Way to go.

CHEYENNE PHILLIPS: I got it.

Harry Wells-- his card went active 600 miles from here--

east end of the state--

gas station, near Loomis. - Let's go.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

HOG ADAMS: Hey, Little brother.

HOUND ADAMS: What Hog!

Hey, big brother.

[LOUD MUSIC PLAYING]

[LOUD PARTY CHATTER]

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Good morning.

Any one of these primates wake up,

and I'm going to spread your arithmetic all over them.

Now get up.

And don't make a sound.

Where are the keys?

I ain't got 'em.

Pa's got 'em. - Wrong answer.

All right.

All right.

Here. - Good.

You're driving.

So what are you going to do?

[SHOTGUN CLICKS COCKED]

All you need to know is it's taken

all my self-control to keep from dumping you right now.

I didn't mean to shoot her.

I was trying to kill you.

Get in the truck and drive.

[TRUCK DOOR SLAMS SHUT]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Thank you much.

You know, uh, we could cut a deal.

You think?

I got money.

Open your mouth.

[THUD]

[SCREAMS IN PAIN]

[MUFFLED EXCLAMATIONS]

[TRUCK ENGINE REVS]

They left about half an hour ago.

North.

[INAUDIBLE] carry it well.

Hey, man, thanks a lot, huh?

Oh, yeah.

Take care.

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[SHOTGUN COCKS]

I think you're gonna need these.

[KEYS JINGLE]

Ain't we having some fun now?

[LAUGHS] Hello, boys.

You guys heard any good Indian jokes lately, huh?

I collect them.

Old Hog Adams over there, please listen up because I think

you're going to like this.

There's this Indian laying in the sun.

And this tenderfoot walks up and says, why ain't you working?

And the Indian says, why should I work?

The tenderfoot says, you should work so you can earn money.

You earn money, you save it.

Put it in the bank, you earn more money.

You work. You earn.

You save.

And by the time you're 50, you don't have to work anymore.

And the Indian says, me no work now.

[LAUGHS]

[YELLS]

[THWACK]

He's such a talker.

I figured he needed some rest.

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

So why are you hanging out with this feather hat?

He's my brother.

Not much of a family resemblance.

My mother divorced my dad when I was six.

We moved to an Indian reservation

so she could teach at the Indian school.

She fell in love with Bobby's father, who was a tribal elder.

They got married.

Bobby and I have lived in the same house since I was six

and he was nine.

He's brave and strong.

When he was small, nobody dared pick on him.

He could be gentle when you were frightened and strong

when you were afraid.

He was my best friend then, and he still is.

Answer your question?

Um-hm.

Here's a question for you.

If you didn't shoot your fiance and murder

Sergeant Burrell, then who did?

Hog shot Val.

I don't know who killed Burrell.

Maybe Hog, I don't know.

I didn't stick around.

Hog took off running, and I grabbed Val

and got her to the hospital.

They found your gun there, your cuffs on Sergeant Burrell.

It was all over the news.

Well, you know, [CLEARS THROAT]

if you're that interested, there's going

to be room in court.

You can get the whole case front row.

I'll tape off a seat for you.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to pry.

And I wasn't accusing you.

I don't think you're a killer.

You could have gone after Hog, chased him out the door

and killed him.

But you chose to save your fiancee.

I think that says a lot.

I loved her.

I still love her.

I know where she is, I just don't know whether she's there.

I don't know whether she's in there or not,

just a machine keeping her alive.

I feel like I'm caught somewhere in between,

like it's not over yet but it is over.

There's no us anymore.

But she's still alive.

Her heart's still beating.

That must be hard.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

OK, he's coming your way.

There's this eastern tenderfoot, OK.

You guys with me?

So, the eastern tenderfoot is driving

through the Indian reservation with his wife Buffy,

spots a big Indian sitting on a porch.

Stops, walks over to the Indian and says,

uh, we understand that you Indians

can tell what's going to happen far away and in the future.

And the old Indian says, yes, we can.

And the Easterner says--

I gotta go to the bathroom.

This rig doesn't have a bathroom.

All the electronic components are in that compartment.

So what am I supposed to do?

BOBBY SIXKILLER: Chey, do you mind pulling over?

No problem.

BOBBY SIXKILLER: Right over there is fine.

I'm good, but I'm not that good.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[GROANS]

[THUD]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Damn.

How you doing, Chief.

Oh, I'm doing just fine, fellas.

How are you guys doing, huh?

What do you got in the motorhome?

Inside there?

Yeah.

Trash, buddy, nothing but trash.

But I tell you what, all you guys

follow me over to Bakersfield, I'll buy y'all a drink, on me.

No problem.

Won't be fun without old Hog to make the first toast.

Hog?

I know Hog.

He's a very good friend of mine.

[SHOTGUN BLASTS]

BIKER: Come on, move.

Let's get out of here now.

Fire 'em up.

Go!

[ENGINE REVS]

Woo!

Woo!

[MOTORCYCLES REV]

Don't pull over. You keep going, Chey.

You hear me?

Having, uh, some fun now, ain't we, Chief?

[THUD]

[GROAN]

[MOTORCYCLE REVS]

[TIRES SCREECH]

[MOTORCYCLE REVS]

BOBBY SIXKILLER: Keep going.

Don't pull over.

Those guys get close to you and you hit 'em.

You hear me?

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[LAUGHS]

Get 'em!

[LAUGHS]

Get 'em!

Get em!

BIKER: Let's go [INAUDIBLE]!

CHEYENNE PHILLIPS: Oh, my god.

Bobby!

Bobby, I can't see.

BOBBY SIXKILLER: [INAUDIBLE] the wipers up.

Pull over.

I'll fix us up.

BIKER: Come on, man.

Come on out, Pal.

[DOOR CRASHES OPEN] [SHOTGUN BLAST]

[GUNSHOT]

Uh!

[PAINFUL GROANS]

Let him go.

Get out of here.

Hey, let's play with him.

Don't shoot him.

[GUNSHOTS]

BIKER: Shoot him.

Yeah, shoot him.

Shoot him!

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Come on, Bobby.

[MOTORCYCLE REVS]

[GUNSHOTS]

[LAUGHS]

BIKER: Hey, Hog.

You're going to be rectified and certified, baby.

This is your chance to be an outlaw.

[MOTORCYCLES REV]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

I'm not feeling so good.

Man, you're burning up.

You need more water.

Save the water.

RENO RAINES: Look at this.

BOBBY SIXKILLER: Those guys must've

been following us all the way from where you picked up Hog.

That three-wheeler's leaking a lot of oil, buddy.

Go ahead give me some of that engine grease over there.

Will ya?

Do what?

Forget it.

War paint-- you kill me, man.

BOBBY SIXKILLER: Keeps the mucous membranes wet.

I learned it in marine combat school.

And if you were smart, you'd do it too.

Yeah, as soon as I get my hemorrhoid operation.

This road heads due west.

If it keeps going straight, it should

hook up with the highway.

That guy's bike is leaking a lot of oil.

If she's with him on the trike, which she should be,

they're going to have to stop soon.

All right, hotshot, let's go.

[MOTORCYCLE REVS]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

She's down there.

She looks OK.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

We've gotta wait.

Now there are 20 of them.

They're not doing anything to her.

We gotta hit them while they're sleeping.

Thanks for saving my life.

You could have taken off.

I got my own reasons for being here.

But you're welcome anyway.

You going to be all right?

You up for this?

In the old days, it was the custom

of my tribe to eat the heart of a brave enemy slain in battle.

But a Chippewa warrior would choose only

to eat the heart of a brave enemy he respected

whose spirit was strong.

He would ask permission of the Manitou, the great spirit.

And then he would have to wait when there would be a sign.

He would be told if he was as worthy as the fallen foe.

It was a religious ceremony.

The belief was that one would gain courage

that the heart possessed, that one would gain spirit

and the strength of the fallen for

and that they would be brothers forever in the afterlife.

Hard to admit, but I think I prefer the jokes

to the tribal history.

[LAUGHS] [COUGHS] Let me tell you something about yourself,

Reno Raines.

Your spirit is strong, but your heart

is gentle, a very bad combination

in this kind of work.

And it's going to get you killed.

Valerie thought that way. But she was wrong.

They got her instead.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[SHOTGUN COCKS]

Let's do it, friend.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[GASP]

[MOTORCYCLE REVS]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[INDISTINGUISHABLE EXCLAMATIONS]

[SHOTGUN BLAST]

[SHOTGUN COCKS]

BOBBY SIXKILLER: All right, everybody down on the ground.

Let's go! [SHOTGUN BLAST]

Come on. Right now!

That means you, Curly.

Face down, now!

Do it!

Talk to me, dirtbag.

Why did you try to kill me?

Did Burrell set you up for it?

I ain't talking, so you can cook in hell.

You shot my girl.

You shot her, man.

You son of a-- - Come on, Reno.

Forget it. Forget it.

He's not worth it.

You OK, Sis? - Yeah, I'm OK.

Are you?

Yeah.

All right, let's get these guys ready for court.

Your half is $5,000, less $700 to repaint my Winnebago.

You saved my life, my friend.

I still owe you.

I keep thinking.

What was Buzzy Burrell doing in my motel room that night?

I mean, I can understand why Hog was there.

He had a score to settle, but Burrell, how did he

know I was going to nail him?

Almost sounds like the cops are trying

to close in on your show.

I was hired by Lieutenant Don Dixon to come after you.

Cheyenne did a check on him.

Career cop, 25 years.

They call him Dutch.

He's got some pretty questionable

stuff in his package.

He wants you bad.

Lieutenant Dixon knew I was going to testify.

I wonder if he was involved in Burrell's shakedown.

Maybe he was the one who set me up.

If you're right, Lieutenant Dixon and Hog

have already cut that deal.

I want you to send this to the hospital.

I'm going to keep sending you more as soon as I get it.

You've got to make sure they take care of Valerie.

That's all I ask for saving your life.

You got it.

Where are you going to go?

I'm going to keep doing what I do, chase bounties.

And I'm going to start with this guy.

The family of the marine he killed put up $20,000.

The point is, is you can't turn

these bounties in without running

the risk of getting busted.

Of course, I could take care of that little detail for you

for, uh, what do you say? What sounds fair?

15%?

Bobby, 6 and 1/2.

Hey, it's a service.

I have to charge for everything.

And let's not forget the restraint

I'm using for not turning you in myself and getting that bounty.

So, if I need information, you'll send it to me?

Just call me.

I'll get you into any computer you want--

police records, known associates, anything you need,

no charge.

Hold on.

Let's not lose our head over this, OK?

Any bond where we assist in the apprehension,

we'll charge an additional 10%.

That sound fair?

Fair enough.

[LAUGHS] When I went away to college, my grandfather said,

while I sleep, you come up.

Go on your course many times.

Do good things for us always.

My granddaddy said, kick butt, boy, and take everybody's name.

Of course, he was just a Chicago cop.

[LAUGHS] You be safe, Reno Raines, huh?

Right.

Thanks.

I'll call you.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

BOBBY SIXKILLER: He's in love with a living

corpse, little sister.

He doesn't have any time in his life for you.

You're not as smart as you think you are, Bobby.

That's your only weakness.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[MOTORCYCLE REVS]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[HEAVY FOOTSTEPS]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

Lock down cell block 3.

Lock down cell block 3.

[LOUD THUD]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

One down, one to go.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]