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[PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]
Yes, um... A tad less rum
and a tinge more scotch, C.D.
That is the extra reserve you're using, isn't it?
That's 5,000 even, right?
Yes, precisely, and you make the check out
to Stoneham Investment Enterprises.
This old Ranger's been known to dabble in the Dow
every once in a while.
Just, uh...
how do you intend to double that investment?
Well, um... As in any endeavor, C.D.,
the mastery of high finance requires creativity
and diligence...
professional skill, and just
a pinch of luck, of course...
Much like concocting this libation, I imagine.
Uh...
Too much Cointreau and, uh, not enough bitters.
Oh. Lovely.
Quite...
quite lovely.
Gentlemen.
Stoneham.
Walker.
What are you doing here?
I thought you were away for a while.
Yeah, well, much as I enjoy my time spent, um...
abroad?
You know what people say--
All good things must come to an end.
Bye.
I didn't know you knew him, Walker.
Shredder Stoneham? Oh, yeah, I know him.
He's an all right kinda guy for a con man.
He just has a habit of selling property he doesn't own.
Hey, Trivette. Yeah?
Where's that investment counselor
we're supposed to meet here?
Yeah, uh...
Well... Um...
He showed up... earlier, and...
But don't worry because I already put you in for half.
You invested my money without my permission?
Relax. It's a sure thing.
[♪]
My people like your merchandise.
Yeah, how much they like it?
Five thousand.
Five? Hey, we're talkin' automatic rifles...
M-16s, grenades, mines.
Five doesn't even cover the samples we gave you.
Take it or leave it, huh?
You hear that, Pee-wee?
Hey, okay. All right. Okay. Wait a minute. okay!
Uhh! Okay. Maybe I could--
Shut up! Deal's off. Where are the samples?
In the Hummer.
Ooh!
Troy ain't gonna like us comin' up empty.
Who says we come up empty?
Huh? Ha-ha-ha!
[LAUGHING]
Y'all make sure he gets home safely, huh? Ha-ha-ha!
CORDELL: I can't believe you would invest my money without asking me.
Come on, Walker, how else you're gonna get
that grazing land you've had your eye on?
Losing money in the stock market is not one of the ways.
We're not gonna lose, and even if we do, I mean...
It's tax-deductible.
Well, tell it to my horse, Amigo
when he gets... When he gets hungry... W-what?
[BLOWS LANDING] MAN: Come on, get up!
[GROANING]
Get up!
All right, that's enough!
Hey! Hey, that's enough.
All right, back off. Back--
[GRUNTING]
I said it's all over, all right?
[GRUNTING] You had enough?
Aah! Oh! Had enough?
Are you okay?
[COUGHING] It's nothing. It's nothing.
I was in there, hitting the suds a little too good.
I started mouthing off about the Mavericks being losers.
One thing led to the other, and you know.
You wanna press charges? No. No, no, no. That's okay.
I gotta get going home.
My wife, she worries if I'm late, you know?
All right, you guys, get out of here.
Guy's lying through his teeth.
He didn't exactly smell like a brewery, did he?
Either that or my nose is broken.
Well, if you lose my money,
that could be arranged.
[♪]
Thank you much.
[♪]
[TIRES SCREECH]
Hey! Hey, what are you do-- M-my-- My purse!
My purse! Hey, bud, what's--
My purse!
No, get--
Oh! Hey!
Come on! You'll blow this place up!
Let's go, Pee-wee.
Pleasure doin' business with you.
[LAUGHS]
STATION ATTENDANT: Lady, forget about your purse! Come on!
Of course. It's a blue chip growth
with an income issue
with an excellent debt-to-earnings ratio.
Alex, we need to talk to you about the--
What's he doing here?
Is he up to his old tricks again?
No. He's an independent investment counselor now.
He's offered to come up-- Wait a minute.
Did you say "investment counselor"?
Yes. Yes.
Yes.
I got him into a training program
when he was paroled.
The man has rehabilitated himself.
Give him a chance.
We gave him more than that.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
Alex Cahill.
Mm-hmm.
Got it.
A couple of guys just blew up a gas station at Market and 25th.
You know,
I'm really not used
to having my battles fought for me
by, uh, a member of the fairer sex.
I'm not a member of the fairer sex.
I'm a district attorney. Indeed you are.
Hey, if it hadn't been for you,
I'd still be pacing around in a drafty prison cell.
You don't owe me anything.
Your debt was to society, and you paid it.
Oh, quite true. Quite true. Yes. Yes.
All the same, um...
I bet that you've got
a nice little nest egg squirreled away somewhere
that I could sort of, you know, nurture for you
as a way of showing my gratitude.
Hey.
Lookee there.
Need a little help, honey?
No. It's okay. I think I can handle it.
So can my brother here,
but he likes to be paid in advance.
[WOMAN SCREAMS]
You said there were two of them?
Yes, sir.
What'd they look like?
Mutt and Jeff. A couple of real slimebags.
They were driving one of them newfangledy things
that they used over there in the Gulf War.
A Hummer? Yeah. Yeah, a Hummer.
We got an assault in progress at Danbury and 20th.
That's not far from here. Could be them.
[♪]
[TIRES SCREECH]
[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]
[TIRES SCREECH]
What happened?
Well, she was sexually assaulted.
There were two of them.
Apparently came up and--
Big guy and a little guy in an ATV? Yeah.
That's what she said.
In fact, they took off
around this corner over here.
[♪]
What do you want to do next, Pee-wee?
How about one of them convenience stores?
We ain't hit one of them in weeks.
Good idea.
[CHUCKLES]
[SIREN WAILING]
Damn. We got cops.
[GUN COCKS] Lose 'em.
[CAR HORN HONKS]
[HORN HONKS]
I got this one.
[GRUNTING]
[GRUNTS]
Come here.
Spread 'em.
You know the drill.
Trivette. take a look.
MAN [OVER SPEAKER]: Step back.
Turn to the right, please.
TRIVETTE: Don't worry, ma'am, they can't see. It's a one-way glass.
MAN: And face front.
I'd say 2...
and 6.
No doubt about it.
Take your time, Mr. Dalgas.
Be certain.
2 and 6.
Number 2...
and number 6.
You're all positive
of the identifications that you've made.
Yeah, I am.
Are you willing to sign complaints?
Sure am.
Name's Troy Cochran. Here to bail out my brothers.
These the three that fingered them?
ALEX: Don't let them frighten you.
Um... I'm not sure anymore.
You were pretty sure a few minutes ago.
I'm sorry...
Everything's kind of hazy. I--
I can't see their faces anymore.
Uh, yeah, me too.
I'm just glad I'm alive.
I'll sign.
I'm not gonna let them get away
with what they did to me.
Only my brothers wasn't the ones who done it.
You'd be makin' a big mistake, girl.
[♪]
You'll be making a big mistake
if you don't shut your mouth, bud.
You the ranger that beat up my younger brother, Royce?
That's right.
Oh, you're a real big man with that badge on.
You should see me without one.
[CHUCKLES] [COCHRANS CHUCKLING]
[♪]
Shut up and sit down.
Okay, Farkas...
Why did they do this to you? Ow!
I already told you.
What reason would I have to lie about it?
Well, take your pick.
These were found with two guys named Cochran in your Hummer.
Mine? Heh.
As far as I know,
my Hummer was in the garage all night long.
Well, it's in the impound now.
It was involved in a federal crime...
so it's gonna stay there... permanently.
Why? These guys must've ripped it off, okay?
These guns belong to them
because I've never touched them in my life.
Is that a fact?
Then why are your prints all over them?
Hmm?
[TWO KNOCKS ON DOOR, DOOR OPENS]
TRIVETTE: Got a match.
The armory heist, right?
Federal task force Alex is on
has been working this case for months,
so I guess she'll stop going gray
when we solve it for her.
These automatic weapons are on this inventory
of stolen military ordnance, Mr. Farkas.
Well, we're listening.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY, ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
Give me a pitcher,
a vodka rocks,
and microwave this for me, will ya?
[SHRILL BEEPING]
[MAN YELPS]
[BEEPING CEASES]
[MEN LAUGH]
So I says, "Five grand don't buy jack."
He says, "Take it or leave it."
So Pee-wee here takes his face
and starts pavin' the parkin' lot with it.
[SNARLING] Shut up! Shut up!
[GRUNTS]
You messed up.
You brought rangers down on us. Rangers.
Pee-wee too.
The Farkas deal was yours.
Instead of mouthin' off, you ought to be out there
rustlin' up another buyer real quick.
And if you don't,
you're gonna end up as dog meat.
Don't, Troy.
Don't mess up again.
I'm on my way out.
I've gotta meet Stoneham for lunch.
Lunch!
It's business, Trivette. Well, so is this.
These are automatic weapons from the armory heist.
Farkas claims that these are samples
from the Cochrans' sales kit.
Nice work.
So we figure we'd set up the Cochrans,
bust them, and make it stick.
So who's going undercover?
I mean, they'd make either one of you in a second.
Yeah, she's right.
How about Cobalt?
STONEHAM: How about me?
Look, you do know that I was the fellow
who once sold the Reunion Tower
to three different buyers on the same day, don't you?
No. Nuh-uh.
Too flashy. Cochrans are filth. It's the wrong mix.
But that's exactly what would make them go for the fake.
In my day, I have duped men
far more ruthless than the Cochrans,
and I lived to tell the tale.
Okay, Shredder.
What's the catch?
I-- I take exception to that, Walker. I-I-- I really do.
I want him wired.
One glitch and we bail him out.
Agreed?
Ha!
Let me have your jacket.
She's, um... Ahem...
She's quite wonderful, isn't she?
Best prosecutor I ever worked with.
Oh, really, Walker, I was referring to her warmth,
her sophistication, her electrifying sexuality.
I don't mix business with pleasure.
Quite frankly, I think Alex would fancy it if you did.
I'm not a fancy type of guy.
No, you're more the sort of strong, silent type.
How's our stock doing?
Quite predictably.
It's undergone a mild correction
due to profit taking
and should fairly soon resume a steady climb up, up, up.
And how much profit did we take?
Profit?
We made a profit?
Am I gonna wear this?
You do realize this is gonna completely wreak havoc
with the line of my jacket, don't you, hm?
STONEHAM: Howdy, friends.
Into the breach I go.
[PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY, ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
Hi. Hello.
Can I get you something?
Yes, thank you. I'd, uh...
I'd like a draft...
and, um...
an introduction
to some chaps called Cochran.
Well, they're not here right now,
but they might blow in.
How lovely.
When they do, could you possibly see to it
that they sort of blow in this direction?
Brew's on me. Oh, you are nice.
If I'd known that, I'd have ordered
a bowl of your chili as well.
You got it, slick.
Slick?
He doesn't seem like the chili type.
He's a con man, Trivette.
He can be anything he wants to be--
a chili lover...
a gun runner...
or an expert in the stock market.
Alex invested too.
How is our stock doing?
Will you give me break?
Walker, I'm doing this for your own go--
[ENGINES REVVING]
[LAUGHS, WHOOPING]
[SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY]
[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]
I hear you're lookin' for us.
Well, if your name is Cochran, I rather think I am.
Take your pick.
Hmm?
Now, who the hell are you? Me? Oh, um,
well, I'm just somebody who's heard
that you can help me acquire
a, um... certain capability.
And what might that be?
Superior firepower.
It's rather important in my trade.
Of course, if I've been misinformed, then I'll, um...
Ow.
You talk weird.
But your info is prime.
Now, what's your game?
Yes, ahem, before we go any further,
I couldn't help noticing in the newspapers
that some of your brethren have been charged
with, uh, having their way with a young lady against her will.
Oh, you mean that rape thing.
Well, I'm concerned it might complicate matters.
Well, I wouldn't worry about that.
'Cause she ain't gonna live to testify.
Now, are we doin' business... or what?
Yeah.
Did we get all that on tape? Loud and clear.
Now, remember,
we're talkin' a whole truckload or no deal.
Fair enough, pending my examination of the goods
and an agreement on an equitable price.
Shall we say 10,000 in good faith?
[CHUCKLES]
All right.
Ahem. Now...
the rest is between you and my brother.
Troy says it's all right, we'll set up a meetin'.
[LOUD INTERFERENCE]
MAN: Come on, man!
[SHRILL BEEPING]
What the hell is that?
Huh? Uh...
He's wired! It's a setup!
He's been made.
You're dead.
No, wait. He's our ticket out of here.
Let's go, boys.
Come on, move! Move!
[GUNSHOTS] Watch it!
Let's go, boys!
[GUNSHOTS] Cops!
[GRUNTS] [MOTORCYCLE REVS]
Get down! Get down!
[GRUNTS]
[♪]
[SIREN WAILS]
STONEHAM: Five hundred at 20 and a half.
There you are. Simple as that.
NURSE: Double in a month? STONEHAM: Mm-hm.
If there's anything I can do...
Well, um, arranging for the chef
to send up a crusty beef Wellington
and a vintage Bordeaux would more than suffice.
[CHUCKLES]
Hello, counselor, you look like you've seen a ghost.
They said you had been shot in the back at close range.
Twice. Ah, Walker, you do realize
that I'll never be able to wear that jacket again, don't you?
I had to force him to wear this bulletproof vest.
Well, Walker was quite right to insist.
Actually, it wasn't as bad as all that.
Apart from a few cracked ribs and a very nasty bruise,
I'll be out of here in no time. ALEX: Where's Trivette?
He went to pick up Pamela for her protection.
She's staying with a friend. All right.
I don't understand why
I have to go into protective custody.
You'd be a lot safer
until we get these guys behind bars, all right?
The ranger's right. We both will be safer.
Okay, you're right.
I mean, I am scared of them.
I just don't want to give in to it.
You're not giving in, Pam. You're doing what's smart.
Yeah, listen, for what it's worth,
you've got more guts
than a lot of people I know, all right?
[TIRES SCREECHING] We're right over there.
[MOTORCYCLE REVVING]
[YELPS]
Ow! [YELLING, WHOOPING INDISTINCTLY]
PAM: Help!
[GRUNTS]
[SCREAMING]
C.D.: Good thing you got Jimmy watching that little gal Pamela.
Those Cochrans are meaner than rattlesnakes.
Yeah, and we believe they're hiding out
somewhere in Waxahachie.
You have any idea where?
Well, I had a run-in with them some time ago.
They've got a compound west of the river.
But that-- That's awfully rugged country out there, partner.
I don't think that truck will get in there.
But I think I know what will.
And it's sitting in a police impound yard.
Be careful.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
Walker.
Walker, it's Alex.
The Cochrans got Pamela.
What about Trivette?
He's okay. He just called in.
He's on his way out there.
Hold on a sec.
WOMAN: Sorry, Ms. Cahill, it's important.
We just got a report.
A sheriff at a roadblock stopped the Cochrans
and got himself into a shootout.
In Waxahachie?
Yes. County Line Road.
I'm not far from there. Send backup.
[♪]
WOMAN [OVER POLICE RADIO]: Unit 45, come in.
Conflict spotted Highway 71 near County Line Road.
Unit 45, do you copy? [MOTORCYCLE ENGINES REVVING]
Unit 45? Come on, come on! Let's go!
[SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]
Best remedy in the world against Texas heat.
Throw one of these down your system.
You will be fine. Howdy.
Mabel, listen, can you take over for me
for just a little while? Sure.
Where are you headed, your stockbroker's?
No. I'm going to Waxahachie.
There ain't nothing there but rocks and rattlers.
Cordell's down there alone.
I gotta get the hell out of here.
Oh, they paid.
[SIREN WAILING]
[OFFICER SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]
[COUGHS] Take care of it.
[OFFICERS SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
[♪]
CORDELL: The Cochrans' place is west of the river. I know a shortcut.
TRIVETTE: Land mines? I wonder what other surprises they have for us.
MAN: Here they come! Right behind you!
[♪]
Well. Sign back there says private property.
No rangers allowed.
[COCHRANS LAUGH]
[WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER POLICE RADIO]
I got a deputy critically wounded, Alex.
Looks like the Cochrans came out on top.
what about Walker and Trivette?
Jimmy's car's here.
I don't see the Hummer or the girl.
Well, they're out there somewhere, C.D.
I'll get a chopper in the works.
Okay.
[ROYCE LAUGHING]
[GRUNTS]
See, we like to catch lawbreakers
and put 'em in the slammer too--
Our slammer.
[COCHRANS LAUGHING]
I thought pigs is supposed to be smart!
ROYCE: Well, if they so smart,
how come they missed that land mine?
TROY: In case you're wondering,
uh, this here is booby trap city.
And as soon as Pee-wee gets a dozer fired up,
you're all gonna be permanent residents.
[COCHRANS LAUGH]
You all right?
We're gonna die, aren't we?
Oh, no. We're gonna be just fine.
You just take it easy,
save your strength.
You got any ideas?
No. Do you?
No. You're the one that's been in this situation before.
Well, it's my first time in a pit.
Well, there's gotta be some way out of here.
First thing we gotta do is get...
untied here.
How are we gonna do that?
Start chewing.
What?
[CLEARS THROAT]
[LAUGHING]
[♪]
[BULLDOZER MOTOR STARTS] Hurry up, Trivette.
Hurry!
Untie her.
Come on down, ugly.
[GROWLS]
[GRUNTS]
[CHOKING]
Trivette.
Come here. Help her up.
Come on.
Come on.
Hey! They're out! Hey, Troy!
Troy, get out here! They're gettin' away!
Let's go.
[GUNSHOTS]
Hold! Hold it, hold it, hold it.
Let him go, let him go.
Been a long time
since we've had ourselves a real good hunt.
[COCHRANS LAUGH] Yeah.
[♪]
Want me to go check it out?
Yeah. Hey, keep your head down.
All right.
Look out here.
[HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING]
[MAN GRUNTS]
[GRUNTS]
Damn it.
Let's go.
I owe you.
Yeah, you do-- 2,500 bucks.
[MOTORCYCLE BUZZING]
[REVS MOTOR]
[♪]
[GRUNTING]
[HANDCUFFS CLICKING]
What happened?
She slashed her ankle.
[QUIETLY] God.
[MOTORCYCLE BUZZING] Let's go.
[GRUNTS]
Where's Lyman?
I don't know.
I can't find Grady, either.
Rangers!
Booby traps don't get you, we will!
We love to hunt!
[♪]
Hold it.
TRIVETTE: How'd you know that was there?
In 'Nam you developed a sense for it,
or you didn't go home.
What do you think?
Depends on what's on the other end of this wire.
Check that side.
TRIVETTE: Walker.
But I think it's time we stopped running
from these guys, Trivette.
[MOTORCYCLE REVS]
[TRUCK MOTOR STOPS]
[LAUGHING] [WHOOPS]
Bull's-eye! Yeah!
That's the tripwire down by the creek, isn't it, Troy?
Yeah.
Razorback, go check it out.
Take the walkie with you.
[REVS]
[MOTORCYCLE BUZZING IN THE DISTANCE]
[BUZZING QUICKLY APPROACHING]
[GRUNTS]
[GRUNTS]
Where is he, man?
He ought to be back here by now.
Razor.
Razorback, come on in here, y'all.
CORDELL: He can't talk right now, Cochran.
And I'm out here waiting for 'ya.
Ranger.
Ranger... you're dead.
You're dead! This is your last day on earth!
It'll take more than talk, Cochran.
[GRUMBLES] Damn.
[QUIETLY] God.
[IN NORMAL VOICE] It's bleeding a lot.
Well, let's switch it.
Well, what's it look like out there?
C.D.: About like World War III.
This Hummer hit a land mine.
All kind of tracks going off into the bush.
They got Walker and Trivette, didn't they?
That's what it looks like, yeah.
I don't think anybody walked away from this damn thing.
I'm going in to take a look myself.
It's fresh.
TROY: So one of you's hurt, huh?
Aw, that's real disappointing.
You're making this easier
than finding blood in a slaughterhouse.
He's right. I'm dragging us down.
Don't worry about it.
Royce, circle around back.
Pee-wee, you drive.
We'll go right at him.
[REVS]
Sounds like they're right down on top of us.
That's exactly where I want them.
[♪]
[MAN COUGHS]
[GRUNTING]
Time's up, ranger. [GUN COCKS]
CORDELL: Hey. Drop it, or you're dead.
[GRUNTS]
They never listen.
[TROY YELPS]
Aah! Aah!
TRIVETTE: Hey!
[GASPING] Oh, no.
Well... [COUGHS]
They're all yours, C.D.
No, no, no. Like hell they are, Jimmy.
Texas livestock law requires
that we run them through the sheep dip.
We're too tired to laugh, C.D.
[♪]
TRIVETTE: What?
Are you ki--
You tol--
You told me it was a sure thing.
No, not at this time.
As a matter of fact, never.
I--
Oh, man.
The mutual fund went bust.
Hmm.
Well, what am I gonna tell Walker?
[CLEARS THROAT] CORDELL: About what?
Tell me.
Stoneham called.
We lost all our money.
You lost all my money?
Yeah, he said something about the fund manager
declared Chapter 7, 11,
or, ha-ha-ha, one of those crazy numbers.
You lost all my money.
And I'll pay it all back.
With interest. With interest.
This could be the best investment
of your life, Cordell. You bet it could.
And, Jimmy, heck, you might win the lottery.
Hi, guys.
So did you hear about, uh, the stocks?
It skyrocketed.
Skyrocketed?
Yeah. Up 15 points.
Well, then why did Stoneham say that it crashed?
I'll just bet you that somebody put him up to doing that.
I can't imagine anyone doing something that terrible.
Nor can I.
I mean to say, that is utterly despicable
and, heh, uh...
[CHUCKLING] totally unconscionable.
[ALL LAUGH]
Why, you no...
Ab-- Absolutely abominable.
[♪]
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