Original subtitles

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

TRIVETTE: It's right there, right there.

You jump bail, you head straight home in a hot four-by.

This is the stupidest thing.

No one said they were smart.

Do me a favor, all right?

Are they killers and desperadoes? No.

Do they have a history of violence? No.

So this time let's just handle this my way.

Your way? What's your way?

Nice and easy.

We go up, we explain who we are, we tell them why we're here.

And they're gonna walk right out and give themselves up?

Well, how you gonna know if you don't try?

Well, then let's try.

WALKER: I'll let you out here.

Maybe for once I can come out of this with my suit intact.

(CHICKENS CLUCKING)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

(ROOSTER CROWING)

(FOOTSTEPS)

What?

You wouldn't be one of the Roberts brothers, would you?

Yeah, name's Hulk.

Really?

Well, Hulk Roberts,

I've got a warrant for your arrest,

and one for the arrest of your brothers,

Yaffit and Buford.

(LAUGHS)

So?

So go get your brothers, we'll head back to Dallas

peaceful-like. No problems.

(GRUNTS)

I hate to disappoint you, mister,

but you got a big problem.

(GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

(CHICKENS CLUCKING)

(DOOR OPENS)

WALKER: Hold it, boys.

Let's do this the easy way.

Just go back there and jump in the back of the truck.

You gotta be kidding.

Well, it was worth a try.

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

Get him, Buford. You get him.

Well, make up your minds.

(GRUNTS)

No problem, Mr. Ranger.

Get up.

Come on, get back there.

(LIGHT PATTING)

(GRUNTS)

Don't say a word.

Did I say anything?

(SIGHS)

(SQUEAKING)

(OPENING THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(DIGGING)

(CROW CAWING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Jake Sheppard,

you old fool.

How much longer?

How much longer are you gonna search for that

blasted gold?

(EXHALES)

(LAUGHS)

Thank you, Lord! Thank you.

(COINS RATTLING)

(WIND BLOWING)

(HORSE NEIGHS)

You guys are gonna have clean bed

and a good night's sleep. Let's move it.

Yes, sirree.

Get in there. Jail cell looks a heck of a lot better

than that motel room I stayed in last night.

Hey, Walker,

when you're finished dumping Backwoods Elmer here,

I got the restaurant, man.

Well, Alex is over in Plainview on that Turner trial.

I told her we'd meet her between here and there.

Where's between here and there?

At Gus'.

Gus'? What kind of restaurant is that?

Gus' Steakhouse. Food for the hearty.

Food for the hearty, my butt.

Food for the heart attack, man. I'm not...

How do you expect me to eat that stuff?

One bite at a time.

You know, I'd like to see your cholesterol level.

160. What's yours?

Hm?

180.

180?

Hm...

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(GUN COCKING)

Okay.

Let's roll.

(DOOR BELL BUZZING)

How you doing? Hello, sir. How are you?

(DOOR SHUTS)

Look, that was right.

(INSDISTINCT CHATTER)

Whoa, mister, they're closed today.

Nothing's getting in my way today.

(DOOR BELL BUZZING) Not today.

I found it.

I found it!

Forty years I've been searching.

Cooper's gold!

Jake, people been searching for that treasure for nearly 130 years.

Nobody's found it yet.

(COINS CLINK)

See for yourself.

(LAUGHS)

Where did you find these?

Buried where nobody was supposed to find them.

The rest of the gold's there, too.

I guarantee it.

Okay, Jake, you're coming with us.

(SCREAMS) Shut up.

Nobody panic and this will go as slick as ice.

You're going with us, Jake.

(SCREAMS)

Shut up.

I will shoot you, Jake.

(SCREAMS)

Shut up.

Look, Walker,

I don't eat meat.

Don't worry about it, Trivette.

Most of the time at Gus' the meat eats you.

(LAUGHS)

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

What, something wrong?

Let's go check that out.

Come on.

Cops!

(GUNS FIRING)

Come on, old man. Come on.

Get in.

Get in now.

(SCREAMS)

(TIRES SCREECHING) WALKER: Let's go.

Take him.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(HONKING)

Rangers Walker and Trivette are in pursuit of robbery suspects

heading south on Highway 5.

Requesting immediate assistance.

Possible hostage situation.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(HONKING)

You know, I'm still young. I got a lot to live for.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(HONKING)

Come on, come on, get rid of them.

Come on, push this thing.

(GRUNTS)

WALKER: Hang on, Trivette. We're in for a roller-coaster ride.

TRIVETTE: Oh, no, no!

(ENGINE REVS)

Watch where you're going.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

I don't know what he's driving, but it's no contest.

We're gonna have to dump some weight.

No, please.

It stays. No.

Walker!

(TIRES SCREECH)

(GRUNTS)

(MOANS IN PAIN)

Hold on, old-timer. Help's coming.

Forty years

I searched for Cooper's gold

and finally struck it.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Darn.

(TRUCK DOOR CLOSES)

That belong to the old man?

1866.

What does that mean?

I don't believe this.

Cooper's lost gold.

What have you got? I got it.

That guy we nailed out on the street,

Rollins, Joseph J.

Just got out of Reno. He's a triggerman.

Headed for Boot Hill.

Anything else? Yeah.

Dean Nash, wanted for murder.

Clint Bradburn, that was the wheel guy,

and this guy, Fred Kimble.

This is a very bad dude.

If I had to read this file, I'd go hoarse.

That old man they killed, he was sort of an amateur geologist.

Local color around here.

Always looking for the big strike.

Well, if he found Cooper's gold, he found the big strike.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Hey, what is Cooper's gold?

Ranger Hays Cooper.

He was a legend.

About 130 years ago, he chased the Dealey Gang through these parts here.

Cooper was killed and...

The gold was never found.

You sure seem to know a lot about this guy.

I read everything there was about him.

Cooper used to say, "To be a Ranger, a man had to

"ride like a vaquero,

"shoot like a Kentuckian,

"track like a Comanche and fight like the Devil."

Yeah, you're right. That's the stuff legends are made out of.

Yeah, but this legend has been tarnished.

TRIVETTE: You know, Walker, the farther we go, the quieter you're getting.

I can't help thinking about that old man

finding Cooper's gold.

That mystery's been buried a long time.

Didn't you say something about his legend being tarnished?

What happened?

Well, after the Dealey Gang stole the gold,

they traveled through these parts here heading for Mexico.

Cooper tracked them all the way.

All the way, but the gold never reached Mexico.

Mm-mm. No, he was hot on their trail, so they ditched the gold.

What, somewhere out here?

Well, he caught them around here, yeah,

but the gold was never found.

Some claim that Cooper found it and buried it for himself.

Okay.

So how come he never cleared himself?

He got into a shootout with Dealey about three days later

and was killed.

But he wasn't alone when he died.

Another man was after the Dealey Gang,

besides Cooper.

TRIVETTE: So then he knows what really happened?

Maybe. The guy's name was Lockett.

He was a soldier, buffalo soldier.

They're part of the history, too?

Yeah, 10th Cavalry.

Lockett was in charge of a small company

responsible for transporting the gold.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(MAN SHOUTING) (HORSE NEIGHING)

(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING)

Evening. Evening, Sheriff.

Sergeant Lockett, 10th Cavalry.

You were expecting us.

Sure.

Eastbound's due in tonight, 9:00.

Train station's down at the end of town.

You and your men can bivouac there.

Thank you, Sheriff.

They tell me you're putting a shipment of gold on this train.

Newly minted gold coins bound for New York City, Sheriff.

(URGES HORSE)

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

WALKER: Sergeant Lockett's regiment was due to layover for only a few hours

before moving on to Fort Hood.

But the train due to pick up the gold shipment was running late.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Hill? Yes, Staff Sergeant?

That train is late, so I'm gonna head over to the telegraph office

and see if there's a message.

Yes, Staff Sergeant.

Hey, Private.

(KNOCKING)

Button that button.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(LAUGHS)

Ride.

(HORSE NEIGHS)

LOCKETT: Get my horse.

We're gonna head out at sunrise.

(LAUGHING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER AND WHOOING)

Beat it.

MAN: Come on.

Come on, guys, let's go.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER AND WHOOING)

(GUN FIRES)

(HORSE NEIGHS)

Help me!

DEAN NASH: I don't get it.

You heard what the old man said.

Cooper's gold.

So?

So, if what he said is true,

it could be worth millions.

We gotta ditch the car.

What, chance sticking around here because of that map?

How do you know it means anything?

The old man thought it did.

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(DOOR CREAKS)

Evening.

You want my wallet, take it.

It ain't your wallet we're after. It's your car.

Four-wheel drive.

Yeah, we're gonna need it where we're going. Tell Kimble.

(PATS ON THE BACK) Keys.

(CLICKS TONGUE) Get in.

(ENGINE REVS)

(THUDS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Now slow up.

Slow up.

Here.

(HORSE GALLOPING)

(UPLIFTING MUSIC PLAYING)

(LAUGHS)

The old fool was a regular hill rat.

(RATTLING)

(SCREAMS)

(SNAKE RATTLING)

(GRUNTS)

(SNAKE RATTLING)

(LAUGHS)

You get bit by a rattler,

they say the poison makes you crazy.

(SNAKE RATTLING)

Horrible way to die.

Not even you deserve that, Bradburn.

Kill it. (LAUGHS) No.

No.

I bet you the old man left him here

just to guard his gold.

(GRUNTS)

Give me one of them gunnysacks.

(SNAKE RATTLING)

Here, Nash. Damn it, Kimble.

He needs a new friend. (LAUGHS)

(SNAKE RATTLING)

All right.

Let's dig.

WALKER: It's kind of hard to believe, isn't it?

130 years ago,

Hays Cooper chased the Dealey Gang right through here.

There's hundreds of square miles out here.

(LAUGHS) How can you know he chased them right through here?

I can feel it.

You can feel it?

Yeah, don't you?

No.

(CHUCKLES) Well, you gotta open up, Trivette.

I am open. I'm an open guy.

Hey, I don't go around kicking people's butts all the time.

I'm the open guy in this car.

Okay, okay.

Well, since you're so open,

you must feel how this land has its own brand of

spirit and power.

I mean, the sun, the hills, everything around here

has its own mysterious force.

That's the Cherokee in you talking again.

Well, maybe,

but it's speaking loud and clear.

(PHONE RINGS)

"Loud and clear." (PHONE BEEPS)

Trivette.

All right, thanks.

(PHONE BEEPS)

Found a man's body in the same area where the getaway car was found.

Looks like they took his vehicle.

A late-model ATV.

Headed south.

How would you know that?

I can feel it. All right, that's it.

I'm gonna tell you something right now, Walker,

you're starting to get freaky on me here.

Now, why would you say that?

Because it's true. There's no way you can tell

where the bad guys went.

Is that a fact? Yeah, that's a fact.

Where are we going?

Well, if they headed this way, they'd have to fill up.

(SONG ON RADIO PLAYING)

He's been shot through the heart.

You're right on this one.

How do you wanna handle it?

You wait here for a chopper.

I'm gonna go after them.

Hey, you're never gonna find those guys out there alone.

I won't be alone.

See, now there you go with that freaky stuff again.

I knew you'd understand.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(GUNS FIRING)

(SCREAMS)

LOCKETT: Help me!

Kimble!

(LAUGHS)

It's here.

(WHIRRING)

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING OVERHEAD)

(ENGINVE REVS)

(HORSE GALLOPING)

(HORSE PANTING)

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(MEN LAUGHING) (COINS CLINKING)

(MEN WHOOPING)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(ALL GRUNTING)

(LAUGHS)

That old man was right.

(ALL LAUGHING)

(COINS CLINKING)

(WHOOPS)

(LAUGHTER CONTINUES)

KIMBLE: Oh!

(LAUGHTER CONTINUES)

Storm brewing.

Lost a lot of time waiting for the coroner.

How soon?

Soon.

(LAUGHING)

(WHOOPING)

CLINT: That old man was right. We're gonna be rich.

Damn Ranger from town.

(CAR DOOR CLOSES) Burn him.

The gold.

Yeah, bury it.

We'll come back for it later.

(GUNS FIRING)

(SNAKE RATTLING)

I got a surprise for you, Ranger.

(GUNS FIRING)

Walker, come in.

Walker, respond.

TRIVETTE OVER RADIO: Walker, come in. This is Trivette.

Walker, respond.

Come in.

KIMBLE: Come on, come on. Go!

(SNAKE RATTLING) (LAUGHS)

(ENGINE REVS)

(ENGINE STARTS)

He's cutting close. Can't you go any faster?

CLINT: I'm trying to go faster.

(SNAKE RATTLING)

(SCREAMS)

(SNAKE RATTLING)

(EXHALES)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GRUNTS)

This is Ranger Walker.

(PANTING)

I'm 40 miles south of Fort Angelo.

(PANTS)

Bit by a rattler.

Need help.

(WIND BLOWING)

Jimmy? What?

Too dangerous, man. I'm gonna have to take her back.

Look, are you absolutely sure?

Yeah, I'm sure. It's too dangerous. We gotta go back.

Yeah, Alex, it's Jimmy.

Look, Walker's in trouble. Meet me

at the Fort Angelo Police Station.

ALEX: All right, I'll see you there.

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(WIND BLOWING)

(THUD)

(HORSE NICKERING)

(JAUNTY PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)

MAN: Yeah, how's it going?

(MEN LAUGHING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

MAN: How about another one there?

WOMAN: I think you two have had enough.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(LAUGHTER CONTINUES)

(CHATTER CONTINUES)

(LIGHTNING CRACKS)

Here's to you.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Pour me another glass, honey.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

See that man who just came in?

There's gonna be a shooting.

I'd better move this here picture.

It's an antique direct from Paris, France.

What do you want?

Name's Cooper.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Ranger Hays Cooper.

Last night, a shipment of gold was stolen,

and 10 men were bushwhacked.

Oh, yeah.

Those colored boys.

(LAUGHS)

Where's your boss, Dealey?

None of your damn business.

I'm taking you two boys in.

Like hell you are.

I told you so.

(GUN FIRES) (GRUNTS)

(GLASS SHATTERS)

(HORSE NEIGHS)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

I'm sorry I ruined your evening, miss.

Maybe you haven't.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(WIND BLOWING)

Cooper.

Cooper, wait.

Wait.

(WIND HOWLING)

(HORSE NEIGHS)

What's the rush?

Gotta get on the trail before daybreak.

Can't let the trail get cold, huh?

Did Dealey say where he was going?

Wouldn't you like to know.

Yes, I would.

Those two men?

Dealey told them that he and the others

would be camped at Eagle Lake Canyon.

It's only a couple of miles south,

and it's not daybreak yet.

(MOANS SOFTLY)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(GIGGLES)

(HORSE NEIGHS)

So I don't suppose you'll be back this way.

I don't suppose.

Good.

I hate waiting.

Ranger.

Keep yourself alive, okay?

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

LOCKETT: Cooper.

Sergeant Lockett, 10th Cavalry.

Heard you were after the Dealey Gang.

That's right.

Heard some of his men were here in town.

Two were.

You going after Dealey?

I am.

I'd like to ride along.

Sorry.

(HORSE NEIGHS)

Those men that died, they were my men.

I know.

(HORSE NEIGHS)

(WIND BLOWING)

(GROWLS)

(GROWLING)

Where are we going? Highway 380 south.

What happened, Jimmy? Where's Walker?

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(WIND HOWLING)

(GROWLS)

(URGING HORSE)

Move that. Move!

Come on!

Come on, come on. Move that wagon. Come on.

Come on.

(HORSE NEIGHS)

Come on. Come on.

Come on. Move it.

(WIND BLOWING)

Damn Rangers.

(URGES HORSE)

(GUN FIRES)

(GRUNTS)

(GUN FIRES) (GRUNTS)

(GUN CLICKS)

I recommend we ride together.

Let's ride.

(GROWLS)

This is awful.

Damn it, I can't even see the road.

(GROWLS)

(GROWLS)

What is that?

Do you suppose it's a signal?

I don't know. Let's go check it out.

ALEX: Walker! There he is.

Hang on.

I'm going for help.

Okay, hurry.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Fort Angelo P.D., this is Ranger Trivette.

I'm about 40 miles south of Highway 83.

We found Walker. Give me some assistance.

DISPATCHER: I'll alert all units in the area to report in.

We'll get every man on it.

No, this is serious. Get me a chopper.

Sorry, Trivette, no chopper. The weather won't permit it.

Damn it, don't tell me that. I got a man's life at stake out here.

Sorry, Ranger. I'll get help out there as soon as possible.

Stay on your radio.

All right. Make it fast.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(HORSE NEIGHS)

If the Dealey Gang rode through here,

they'd have to stop for provisions.

And whiskey.

MAN: Damn you, boy, you better start minding me.

You know, if brains were leather, you couldn't even saddle a bug.

I didn't mean to do it.

(GROANS)

It's not what you meant to do, boy.

It's what you did do that's sticking in my craw.

We got a job to do, Cooper.

Don't get all bothered up about a local matter.

Now, you lay there and you take your whupping like a man.

The boy got your point, mister.

Who the hell are you?

Just passing through,

but I don't abide with anyone using a whip,

especially on a boy.

That coward is my boy, and I'll tan him any damn way I please,

and you if you don't back off.

(GRUNTS)

Walk softly, gentlemen.

Let it be settled, mister.

LOCKETT: Sure glad you didn't get all bothered up.

Two whiskeys.

I said, two whiskeys.

Yes, sir.

A hard bunch came through here recently.

LOCKETT: Trailing a wagon.

The kind that leave their mark.

We've had tornadoes and we've had floods,

and a couple of days ago we had the Dealey Gang.

They cleaned out the mercantile, killed old Bert.

Who's he?

Well, he's the proprietor.

Shot him like a sick dog.

Shot up the whole town and moved on.

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

MAN: It's not settled between us.

Not by far.

I'm a Texas Ranger, boys.

Best thing you can do is turn around and walk out of here.

Well, you might bluff them, but you ain't got no Indian sign on me.

Be smart. Follow those boys out of here.

Like hell.

(GUN FIRES) (GRUNTS)

Now, if I hear of you abusing that boy again,

I'm gonna be back.

I won't be so nice next time.

Now get out of here.

DOCTOR: Let's go, folks. Increase the IV.

Get me the antivenin.

Call the pharmacy, see how many vials we have available.

MAN: Got it. What do you think his chances are?

DOCTOR: Well, he's delirious but you got him here in time.

Let's go, folks.

(POT CLANGS)

Obliged.

Sorry about your men, Sergeant.

Most people think those men were ex-slaves.

Milton was a dentist, from Missouri.

Dawson was a music teacher.

Hayley was a farmer.

Greeley, a blacksmith.

Each one of them was my friend.

I'm the only one that was a slave.

Run out here from Tennessee

to fight Apaches

and taste Uncle Sam's beans and black coffee.

How'd you become a buffalo soldier?

My pa and ma...

Were slaves and died slaves.

No way I was gonna die one.

One day, I had to tell the big plantation man just that.

He reached for his whip.

No man puts a whip to my back.

So I ran off.

Kept running.

Got out west any way I could.

Apaches picked me up, made me a slave all over again

till the cavalry came along.

10th Cavalry. That's right.

That day on, I've been wearing blue.

That badge,

that Ranger badge,

I heard that comes hard.

A man has to earn it.

How did you?

Didn't come likely.

My early years were spent on a farm.

(CROWS CAWING)

(INDISTINT CHATTER)

(RINGING)

Whoa!

Come on.

You two get down here before supper gets cold.

WOMAN: Come on, Ben. Come on, Hays.

Supper's on.

You know, you're turning into a fine farmer.

(MEN URGING HORSES)

(HORSES NEIGHING)

(MEN LAUGHING)

(SCREAMS)

You stay put, you hear?

No, no.

No!

MAN: Oh, really? (LAUGHS)

MOTHER: No!

(GROANS)

MOTHER: (SCREAMING) No!

No! No!

Let's get her inside, man. Let's have some fun.

(SCREAMS)

Hey, lady! No!

Ma, Ma! Leave her alone.

(MAN LAUGHS)

(GROANS)

MOTHER: Stop. No, Son.

Go back!

No, no!

Let's take her in here. No. No!

No! No!

Open the door.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

Pa.

Ma.

Ma?

Ma.

Ma?

Ma. Ma.

Ma.

(SNIFFS)

(STIFFLING TEARS)

(SNIFFS)

With my mom and pop gone,

there wasn't anything left for me there,

except revenge.

COOPER: It took me a few years, but I finally tracked down the first one.

(PATS HORSE)

You gazing at anything in particular, kid?

Seven years ago, you and two others rode onto our farm.

I was 12 then.

Well, kid,

I've ridden on to lots of farms.

You killed my pa,

and then,

when you were done with my mother,

you killed her, too.

Remember now?

(GRUNTS)

I saw your fire.

Yeah?

Well, get your own damn fire. This ain't no hotel.

Didn't figure on sharing it with you.

Figured on having it all for myself.

Just what do you want?

Both of you.

Dead.

I know this kid.

(GUNS FIRING) (GRUNTS)

COOPER: On the one hand, it was over.

On the other,

it was just beginning.

Made it back to town,

badly wounded.

Doc was patching me up

when a Texas Ranger walked in.

He said he was arresting me for the murder of three men.

Told him what happened,

about my ma and pa.

He stood there looking at me

for the longest time.

Finally, he said,

"Boy, the way I see it,

"you got two choices.

"You can either work for the law,

"or against the law."

Well, I guess you can see which one I picked.

Legend has it you're half-man, half-cougar,

mean as hell.

When you track a man, he either dies or gets run to meat.

Well, you can't believe everything you hear.

I also heard that when it comes

to a man to ride the river with, you'll do.

(SIGHS WITH RELIEF)

WOMAN ON PA: Dr. Carley, Emergency Room.

Where am I?

You're at Memorial Hospital.

No, no, no, just relax. Relax, relax.

(SIGHS) How did I get here?

Trivette and I found you.

We brought you here in the medevac.

You have been through quite an ordeal.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Where's Trivette?

He went after those guys.

Alone?

Yeah.

Walker, no.

Walker, you aren't going anywhere.

Walker, do you hear me? You are not leaving this hospital.

WOMAN ON PA: Dr. Shagner, 314.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

This is Ranger Walker.

I need a helicopter at Memorial Hospital

in Fort Angelo.

Right away.

(GRUNTS)

KIMBLE: Okay. Yes. Easy.

(RATTLING)

(GRUNTS)

(COUGHS)

(GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

(RATTLING)

(COINS CLANGING)

(ALL LAUGHING)

All right.

Let's bring the car and load up.

(LAUGHING)

Okay, come on, come on.

(LAUGHING)

Okay, muchachos,

we're off to Mexico.

(LAUGHING)

(ENGINE REVS)

Finally have the weather on our side.

Yeah.

Head south through the badlands.

We'll try to pick up Trivette on Highway 80.

You got it.

(WHEEL RATTLING)

(HORSE NEIGHS)

Whoa.

Hold that wagon off right there

Damn horses ain't never gonna make that river.

(WIND BLOWING)

(HORSE NEIGHS)

We gotta leave the gold behind.

No, Dealey, no.

That gold will make it across.

What are you talking about?

It's slowing us up.

That Ranger's gonna be on us like an eagle.

What about Gates and Crager?

They're dead.

How do you know? Maybe they ambushed that Ranger after all.

Because they would have caught up with us by now.

Now bury this gold.

Now bury it.

(URGES HORSE)

(WIND BLOWS)

(GRUNTS)

I can't believe Dealey's making us bury the gold.

Give me a hand with this. Give me a hand.

I hope we can find it when we get back.

(HORSE NEIGHS)

(ARROW WHOOSHES) (GRUNTS)

(GUN FIRES) (COMANCHES WHOOPING)

Dealey.

You don't wanna die, do you?

(GRUNTS)

(COMANCHES CONTINUE WHOOPING)

(GRUNTS)

(SCREAMS)

What about the gold?

What about it? It ain't gonna go anywhere.

Be thankful what you got in your teeth.

I'm going to Mexico. You coming?

Appears the Comanches got to them first.

Dealey among them?

No, looks like he slipped away.

Then it ain't over yet.

Nope.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

Push it, Jim.

Been redline for 20 minutes, Walker.

Can't do better than that.

(TIRES SCEECHING)

KIMBLE: A little bit of mescal never hurt a senorita.

(LAUGHS)

Yeah, and they don't care if... (HUMMING)

(SING-SONGY) South of the border.

(LAUGHS)

(LAUGHING)

Hey, hey, hey. That Ranger's back.

Come on, come on, Ranger.

Let's ditch a couple of bullets right next to that badge.

Now, why don't you just nail the tires?

(GUN FIRES)

I've got him.

Can you plug me into him? Yeah.

Trivette, can you hear me?

WALKER OVER RADIO: Trivette?

Walker, is that you?

I'm not even gonna ask why you're not in that hospital bed.

Never mind.

I'm gonna go ahead of you, Trivette.

Let's give them a wake-up call.

That sounds exciting.

Okay, let's tap them. Okay.

(GRUNTS) (TIRES SCREECHING)

That woke them up.

You know, that son of a bitch is hard to kill.

Stand on it, stand on it.

No, man. I already got my foot to the damn firewall.

(TYRES SCREECHING)

(GUN FIRES)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(HONKING)

TRIVETTE: This is Ranger Trivette. I need an ambulance

on Highway 80 at mile marker 37.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(CHOPPER WHIRRING)

(TYRES SCREECHING)

(HONKING)

Watch it.

(GUNS FIRE)

Damn.

We took a bullet hit. We're losing oil pressure.

We're gonna have to take it back.

You're going back?

No, we're not going back.

We're gonna have to take it back, Walker.

You're going back?

I said we're not going back.

We gonna have to or we're gonna crash.

You're gonna crash?

WALKER: No, we're not gonna crash.

Okay, I'm gonna bail out.

Where?

Yeah, where?

In his jeep.

In my jeep?

This is gonna be exciting.

(CHOPPER WHIRRING)

Walker, what the hell are you up to?

A man walks out of a hospital, he's obviously delirious.

I should be a little more understanding.

(SIGHS)

You're crazy, you know that?

Some of that snake venom must have escaped to your brain.

What's your excuse for going after these guys alone?

You know something? You're just like him.

Who? Cooper.

You never stop, man.

Once you sink your teeth in, you never let go.

No turning back. You just keep on going.

Not until you get yourself shot down.

(TRIVETTE'S VOICE ECHOING) Shot down... Shot down...

Shot down... Shot down...

(HORSE NEIGHS)

(GRUNTS)

(GUN FIRES)

(GUN CLICKS)

(GUN FIRES) (GRUNTS)

(GUN FIRES)

(GUN FIRES)

Hold on, Lockett, here I come.

No, they're trying to draw you out.

(GUN FIRES)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

Cooper, don't you die on me.

(PANTING)

Hey, you all right?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

If that guy was our wheelman, we'd be out of here.

Go around him.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(MOANING IN PAIN)

(GRUNTS)

(CAR DOOR SQUEAKS)

(COUGHS)

(COUGHS)

(GUN FIRES)

(GRUNTS)

(GUN FIRES)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

Hold it, Trivette. I'm coming.

No, they're trying to draw you out.

(HORSE NEIGHS)

(GUNS FIRE)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

TRIVETTE: They're carrying the gold.

It's not here.

They were carrying it, Walker. I know they were.

What are you looking at?

Cooper was here.

Now you're saying he took it?

What I'm saying is,

the gold's back where it belongs.

You were one hell of a man, Ranger Hays Cooper.

You fought rustlers, bandits,

renegades...

You were the best.

But 140 years later,

your name's still tarnished.

Only one man believed your innocence.

(DOOR CLOSES)

That's a lie.

It didn't happen like that.

Cooper's innocent.

How would you know?

Because I was there.

Show the gentleman out. No, wait, wait.

Don't you wanna print the truth?

Not always, boy.

Sometimes the legend makes for better reading,

and Hays Cooper is a legend.

You can't leave it like that.

You, get out of here, boy.

I can tell you how it really happened.

He said get out of here, nigger.

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

WALKER: Rest in peace, Ranger.

I'll take it from here.

(HORSE NEIGHS)

This isn't the way back to Dallas.

I've got someone to see first.

Who?

Benjamin Lockett III.

ALEX: Who's he?

(CHUCKLES)

It's a long story.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Mr. Lockett?

You're a Ranger. Yes, sir.

Ranger Cordell Walker.

My grandpa knew a Ranger.

Hays Cooper.

Yeah, that's right.

Well, that's right.

You wanna sit down?

Thank you.

My grandpa was a buffalo soldier.

A hero.

That's how he met Ranger Cooper.

Your grandfather was with Ranger Cooper the day he was killed.

Not many folks know about that.

Is there anything else you can tell me about Ranger Cooper?

My grandfather believed

that Ranger Cooper was about the best man he ever knew.

And that story about him stealing that gold?

It's not right.

It's not true.

Take a look at this.

It's the words of my grandfather.

And words of others.

That's the truth.

Words that would clear Ranger Cooper's name for good.

It's time to set history straight.

I tried, long time ago.

So did my grandpa.

Back then,

nobody put much stock in the words of a black man,

even if he was a war hero.

Well,

they will now.

(CLOSING THEME MUSIC PLAYING)