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MAN: (ON RADIO) Walker's on board.

Walker's on the rig.

Won't be long now.

TRIVETTE: Oh, we're gonna get you this time, Lomax.

Afternoon. Pull it over.

MAN: (ON RADIO) Walker's in.

All right, let's go. Let's go.

Whew. I'm gettin' too old for this.

(CHUCKLES)

(WHIRRING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

MAN: Hey, Lomax. Look at this.

Did I mention that this was my last go-around, Jimmy?

I'm thinkin' at least six times, Walt.

Yeah. Heh. Yeah, I guess I did, didn't I?

I can't think of a better way to retire

than to take out the likes of Grady Lomax.

Come on, let's go!

I'm not paying you to sit around on your duffs!

We gotta be history here by 1800 hours!

Move it or lose it!

MAN: Come on! You heard Mr. Lomax!

Get to work, you maggots!

TRIVETTE: Here comes Walker.

Start cutting. All right.

(MEN CHATTERING)

(FIGHTING GRUNTS)

MAN: Hey, what's going on?

(MEN YELLING)

AGENT: Everybody freeze! Texas Rangers!

MAN: Go, get out of here.

(GUNFIRE)

All right, don't, don't you move!

Let's go!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(GRUNTS)

Now drop it.

(YELLING)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

Get him, Bobbie! Go!

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

Freeze!

Hit the ground!

(YELLS)

(FIGHTING GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

Don't shoot, man.

We wanna live!

Right this way, slowly!

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Good work, officer.

Oh.

Oh? What do you mean, "oh?"

No, I didn't mean it that way.

How'd you mean it?

I meant you did a good job.

For a woman. No.

Damn right I did.

Jeez.

MAN: Get down!

Trivette, watch out!

Officer down!

Lomax!

(GUN SHOTS)

Walt.

Cordell...

Easy. Don't try to talk.

WALT: Did I mention I was retiring today?

Yeah, I think you did.

Can you believe it?

My last day.

That bullet was meant for me.

(THEME SONG PLAYING)

* In the eyes of a Ranger

* The unsuspecting stranger

* Had better know the truth of wrong from right

* 'Cause the eyes of a Ranger are upon you

* Any wrong you do he's gonna see

* When you're in Texas look behind you

* 'Cause that's where the Ranger's gonna be *

TRIVETTE: Means there's only two things standing between you and a Ranger star.

Two? I thought I only had to get by

the one-week field evaluation.

You got to do that, but by charter,

there can only be 99 Texas Rangers,

and we have one opening.

Two candidates for the opening

left by the death of ranger Walt Cobb.

Two?

You and an officer from the Brookdale Police Department.

Brookdale? (CHUCKLES) Yeah.

Officers from every law enforcement agency in Texas

are eligible to apply.

(SIGHS) Come here.

(CLASS BELL RINGS)

Good luck, Mommy. Thank you.

Go.

Ms. Hunt! Oh, Ms. Hunt.

I'm so glad to finally catch up with you.

Oh, I know how important Angela's education is to you,

and we're having a fund-raiser right here at the school,

and I just wondered when you would be able to help.

Wednesday, we have some time. Thursday, Friday.

Why don't I send a note home with Angela,

and you can sign it? That would be gr...

Wear your uniform. The kids would just love it.

Thanks. Bye-bye. Oh...

Anything new on Lomax? No.

It's as if he fell off the face of the earth.

How's Walt's widow doing?

Well, as good as can be expected.

This is, uh, Sergeant Santiago Perez.

He's one of the ranger candidates.

I'm in charge of his field evaluation.

Nice to meet you, Perez. Good luck.

Thank you, sir.

Where's the other candidate?

I think yours is running late.

Better have a good excuse.

Where were we?

Uh, my field evaluation, sir.

Roberta Hunt, sir,

reporting for a field evaluation.

Hey, Walker, your candidate's here.

You're late.

I had something to take care of.

You're the officer at the Lomax bust, right?

Yes, sir.

Look, you and I got off on the wrong foot,

so why don't we start over again?

I'm Ranger Cordell Walker.

I'll be in charge of your field evaluation.

Very good, sir.

Well, let's go see if you can shoot

as well as you can kick.

Competing against a woman.

It's not a competition.

From what I understand, you should worry about yourself.

Let's go.

(BUZZING) (BELL RINGS)

Good shooting, too. Thank you.

For all the good it'll do me.

What? Nothing.

I didn't think so.

I don't even know why I'm bothering with this, Mom.

I'm just wasting my time.

Don't be foolish.

You're a good cop.

No, you're a great cop.

They'll see that.

No, they won't.

All they're gonna see is that I'm a woman.

That'll be enough.

That's not true.

That is true.

You don't know these rangers like I do.

They-- Uh...

They want another woman ranger on the force

like they want a good kick in--

Roberta. Well, it's true.

Mmm.

(LAUGHS)

Oh, face it, Mom...

I was finished before I even got started.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

C.D.: Hey, Cordell.

They tell me another woman's making a run at the Rangers.

Yeah, that's right, C.D.

She's a real pistol, too, Big Dog.

Don't that beat it all?

You know, Walt Cobb and I were partners for years.

It's gonna take an awful good man to fill his shoes.

I don't believe a woman can do it.

No way, Jose.

C.D.? I'm shocked.

That is such a sexist remark.

For your information, there are two female Texas Rangers.

Well, uh, she probably won't cut the mustard anyway,

will she, Cordell?

Well, if she doesn't make it, C.D.,

it won't be because she's a woman.

Right, right, yeah.

Well, have y'all got anything new on Lomax?

No.

Jimmy, just stay in there.

You and Cordell are gonna catch him.

And I don't think you're gonna have to have

a woman to help you, either. (CHUCKLING)

Would you knock it off?

Perez, Hunt, let's wrap it up.

Yeah, we've got a full day ahead of us.

Let's go, Hunt.

Come on, come on.

You work out anymore?

Yeah. Why?

Well, I just...

Thought you might want to see how good I am.

I did see how good you were, remember?

Aren't you gonna test me?

What do you mean?

Well, you're supposed to be evaluating me, right?

Why don't you evaluate me in the ring?

If I didn't know better, I'd think you were challenging me.

Well, you know, if you're not up to it...

(***)

(ROBERTA YELLS)

(GRUNTING)

I'll say uncle if you will.

No.

We can quit anytime.

Never! I will never quit.

Well, I do.

Don't you ever finish anything?

I finish what needs to be finished.

What are you looking at?

What are the odds of her lasting out the week?

With that attitude, with Walker?

I'd say her odds are slender to none.

(CLEARS THROAT)

(ROBERTA CLEARS THROAT)

That's it. What?

Get out. Fine.

So what's your problem?

I am sick and tired of having to prove myself to men.

This has nothing to do with you being a man or a woman.

The Texas Rangers are the best of the best,

and like it or not, you're gonna have to prove it to me

that you are the best.

I will put my record up against Perez's any day.

I've read your record. It's fantastic.

That's why you're here.

I'm not talking ability. I'm talking attitude.

Look, you may not believe this,

but I am on your side.

So talk to me.

I'm listening.

Ever since I can remember,

they wouldn't let me into the club.

What club?

See? That's just exactly what I'm talking about.

You don't even know it's there. You were born into it.

Okay, when I was little, I loved baseball.

I could, I could throw further, I could hit better,

I could run faster than any boy on the team,

but they wouldn't let me join Little League.

Men were always so quick to point out

what I could not do because I was a girl.

A lot of that's changed now.

Well, a lot of that hasn't.

So, you know, when I joined the force,

there were all the, the smirks

and the stupid jokes behind my back.

You want to talk about ability,

I had to outdo every guy on the force

just to get an even break.

If I were a man, I'd be sergeant by now.

Oh... Face it, Walker.

Texas Rangers' record for hiring women

hasn't exactly pushed the envelope.

I know I could be as good as

as any male ranger, and I also know I don't stand

a snowball's chance in hell of making the cut.

If you feel that way, why did you apply?

I'll tell you why.

You've been setting yourself up to fail from the very beginning,

using this men's club thing as an excuse not to make it.

That's not true. Yes, it is.

Think about it.

Do I have a chance?

Really?

That's up to you.

So you didn't get a chance to prove yourself when you were a kid.

So what?

Prove it now. To me.

What do you say?

ROBERTA: My father beat my mother something fierce.

I felt guilty about it, but I was really glad when he died.

I was free. She was free.

Although it took her years

to come out of her shell after that.

And I promised myself I would never give a man

that kind of power over me.

Well, not all men are like that.

The ones I know are.

DISPATCH: All units, there's a 211 in progress

at the corner of Sangrine and Rose.

Grab it.

This is Officer Hunt. We're a block away.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

MAN: He's dead, man! We'd better get out of here!

Come on, man! Get the money, man!

Come on!

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

Freeze!

(GUN SHOTS)

Aah! Shut up!

No!

Look, we walk, or she's dead.

(YELLS)

(FIGHTING GRUNTS)

Hands behind your back.

Walker, hit the ground!

(WOMAN SHRIEKS)

(WOMAN SOBS)

Is he, uh...

Yeah.

(SIRENS APPROACHING)

First time?

Yeah.

ROBERTA: Walker, there's someone I'd like you to meet.

WALKER: Okay.

Hey! Mommy, mommy!

Come on. Come on.

Right here, oh! Oh! Oh!

Okay, Angela. Hey, Mama.

Angela...

Remember me telling you about Ranger Walker?

Uh-huh. This is Ranger Walker.

Hi, Ranger Walker.

Hi, Angela.

Mommy says you're a mean slave driver.

Oh? Angela!

But you said I should always tell the truth.

You got me there, honey.

Come on, Angela. You've got homework to do.

Okay, Grandma.

Bye, Ranger Walker.

Bye, Angela.

Slave driver? Uh, yeah, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry about the slave driver thing.

I was just real teed off last night.

Well, that's okay.

I've been called worse.

You didn't tell me you had a daughter.

Well, it's complicated.

Where's your husband?

Let's just say I'm a single mom

and leave it at that, okay?

Sure. See you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

I don't care, Jerry! Lomax is somewhere.

I don't care if we have to take the money out of our own pocket.

I want every snitch in Dallas greased.

Yeah!

Could have used you this afternoon, man.

Meth lab in a residential neighborhood,

and Santos sniffed it out.

Put eight bad guys in the slammer.

I'll bet we kept a million bucks of that junk off the street.

Perfect bust.

Santos is sharp.

Glad to hear it.

Heard you had a roll-out of your own.

Yep.

So how did Officer Hunt do?

Well, you can read all about it in this report.

Right.

You know, I can understand

why you don't want to talk about it.

(***)

You're out! (APPLAUSE)

Hi, Mommy!

(APPLAUSE CONTINUES) WALKER: Hey.

ROBERTA: Hey! What are you doing here?

I stopped by your house, and your mom said you were here.

Yeah?

I thought maybe you might want to go to the gym

and get another crack at me.

Oh, boy, would I?

I figured.

But can it wait till after Angela's game?

I... I like to be here for all of 'em.

It's really important that she knows she has my support.

You bet.

Oh, that's gone. That's it. That's my girl!

That's my girl! Yes!

Yes!

Yes, that's my girl! That's my girl!

My girl!

Yeah! Yeah!

(CHEERING)

She packs a wallop, just like her mom.

Yeah, well...

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Bobbie, you held your own the last time we sparred,

but soon as I took you down,

you had a difficult time.

Yeah, I didn't know what I was doing.

Well, why don't I teach you

some close encounter movements, and, uh...

Well, that is, if you want to learn.

Are you kidding? I'd love to. Come on, let's go.

Okay, well, you remember what happened last time?

I took... (SCREAMS)

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Well, the key thing here

is not to let me straddle you like this,

'cause then you're in deep trouble.

To prevent that is to bring your knees-up in here

so I can't get my legs over yours. Okay.

Even when I do, you try to...

You hook your legs... Good, like that.

Right in there, right. Like that, okay.

Now you have better control. Okay.

Now, the most logical thing he's gonna do

is go for the throat. Okay.

When he does, grab my wrist with your hands.

There you go.

Bring your left leg up and over my head.

There you go, right.

Now, from there, I want you to pull your hips out slightly.

Now, with your right hand, put it underneath my thigh.

Now, what you're gonna do from here

is you're gonna push with your feet.

Uh-huh. At the same time,

push with your hand with my leg

and then flip me over into an arm-bar,

hanging on here.

(GRUNTS) Hang on with the right arm.

There you go. That's it.

This is great. What is this?

This is Machado Jiu Ji...

(GRUNTS) Machado Jiu Jitsu. Oh, it's great.

Yeah, I like this. Now, yeah...

I'm glad you like it. Uh-huh.

Okay, now, if you want to break the elbow... Uh-huh.

All you do is pull down with the hand

and lift up with the wri, with the hips.

That's it. There you go. (GRUNTS)

Oh, this stuff is great. What is it?

(CHOKING) Machado Jiu Jitsu.

What is it? (WALKER SCREAMS)

Machado Jiu Jitsu. You heard me.

I did not. Oh, yeah, you did.

I didn't hear you, Walker. What is it?

Let go.

(LAUGHS)

Well, Cordell, I heard about that shoot-'em-up you was in.

Got a shudder down my spine to thinking

about being in a jackpot like that with a

woman backing you up.

I don't think he wants to talk about that.

You two may be surprised.

I'm surprised you're still alive.

The usual?

Yeah. Please.

What do you want, Rusty?

So you finally figured out

the best way to get into the Rangers

was to get it on with a ranger.

Okay, um...

You need to get out of here.

Leave us alone.

I'm warning you.

Warning me?

You?

That's a good one.

This is just beginning, Roberta.

See, I've been watching you.

I know your every move,

and one of these nights real soon,

you might come back from enforcing the law

and just find little Angela nowhere to be found.

She'll look real cute on the back of a milk carton.

If you touch Angela, I will kill you.

She's mine as much as she is yours.

Not according to the settlement.

Oh... The settlement.

It was till death do us part, Roberta.

I'm back now.

From now on, your life

is gonna be as miserable...

...as you made mine.

(SCREAMS)

(PANTING)

You forget who taught you, Roberta?

Don't ever forget it again.

Uh.

(COUGHS)

Mommy. You're not listening.

Yes, Angela, I'm listening.

I need you to hurry up,

or you're gonna be late for school.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

That's all right, Mom. I'll get it.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Where's your uniform?

What's wrong?

I'm sorry, Walker.

I'm resigning from the...

Ranger candidate program.

ROBERTA: So, uh, 12 years ago,

I was a rookie on the Brookdale PD.

I met a PI named, uh, Russell Stafford.

His friends called him Rusty.

He was young and handsome,

and I was a lousy judge of character.

We got married.

And had Angela.

His PI business was on the rocks,

so he hired out to loan sharks.

Bird-dogging?

Yeah, finding people that didn't want to be found.

Watching his dreams go down the drain.

So he, uh...

He started drinking.

He started, uh, doing coke.

He started taking everything out on me.

He used to beat me every day.

And one day, he, he hit Angela.

That's when I woke up, and I divorced him.

And I changed my name back to my maiden name.

And finally, he was arrested for, uh,

beating a man to death behind a bar.

He got six years in prison.

Did he show up this morning?

Yes.

I have to get Angela, get out of state.

You can get a restraining order.

(SCOFFS)

That's not gonna stop him.

You can't run from this guy.

He'll find you no matter where you go.

There's no other way, Walker.

You've worked too hard and too long.

You don't want to give all that up.

I don't know what else to do.

Well, I do.

We're gonna get a DPS officer to patrol the house,

and then we're gonna get a restraining order against this guy.

Okay?

Come on.

(CHUCKLING) Come on.

Is that a yes?

Yes. Good.

Now, go get your uniform on

before I write you up for being late for duty again.

(GROWLS) (CHUCKLES)

Thank you.

ALEX: So what did you find out about Bobbie's ex-husband?

According to his parole officer, Stafford is working security

for the Lottie Tripp concert at the Bronco Bowl.

What's he driving? A '65 GTO.

License number 487-victor-two-john.

You have a home address?

Mm-hm. 429 South Flatline, room eight.

Nice neighborhood.

Well, I'll get Judge Danner to issue the TRO.

He should be served today or tomorrow at the very latest.

I just hope it stops him.

I think I'll go have a talk with him.

Careful, Walker. He hasn't done anything wrong yet.

Alex, I said I'm gonna go talk to him.

Talk.

Talk.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Anyone around here named Stafford?

That'd be me, sweetheart.

What's your problem?

I'd like to speak to you.

In private.

This is that ranger I was telling you about.

The one that's boffing my wife.

Ex-wife, Stafford.

And I'm here to tell you to leave her alone.

What, is that supposed to scare me?

I don't care if you are a Ranger.

I'm gonna kick your butt.

(FIGHTING GRUNTS)

I didn't come here to fight.

Tough. Hyah!

Now, stay away from her, Stafford.

(PANTING)

(GASPING)

RUSSELL: Yeah?

Are you Russell Stafford?

Who is it?

Tim Beaudry, Dallas County Constable.

What the hell do you want?

You're officially served

with a temporary restraining order, Mr. Stafford.

You are expressly forbidden... (YELLS)

WALKER: You're in a cheerful mood today.

I feel like a thousand-pound weight

has just been lifted off my stomach.

I talked to Rusty today. Mmm.

He said he was sorry for all the trouble he caused.

I guess you talked to him yesterday?

We exchanged a few words.

Well, whatever you said must've done the trick.

He arranged with his parole officer

to have his case transferred to Florida.

He's leaving today.

I'm never gonna see him again.

We're free, Walker. We're free.

I'm glad to hear that.

Well, I guess you can call off the patrol now.

Well, let's wait until we're sure he's gone.

Okay.

Thanks for everything.

You bet.

Anything new on Grady Lomax?

Mmm-hmm.

(GRUNTING)

(DRILLS WHIRRING)

Hey, Swede, cut me a little slack, okay?

In the past five years,

I've cut you more high-end Japanese trannies

than they got left in Tokyo.

I'll get one more shipment out by tomorrow,

and then that's it. Getting too hot.

Once the Rangers got onto me, it was just a matter of time.

Monica and I are going to Greece and chill out.

Good doing business with you, too, Swede.

Adios.

Let's go, ladies! They got to be nothing but bones by tomorrow morning!

(MEN CHATTERING) Move it or lose it!

(CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

Lomax!

Hey!

(GUN SHOTS)

Go! Go!

RANGER: Show me your hands!

On the ground! On the ground!

Put your hands where we can see them.

Hold it!

(GUNFIRE)

I'll draw 'em out.

You're under arrest for the murder of Ranger Walt Cobb.

You have the right to remain silent.

If you give up that right,

then I get to rip your windpipe out.

Good job, both of you.

Hey.

No matter what happens between the two of us...

...Texas will be getting the best person for the job.

You mean that?

Yeah, I do.

(PATS SHOULDER) Me, too.

So tomorrow is the big day, huh?

Yep.

I know you probably can't or won't tell me anything,

but do you have any idea how it's gonna turn out?

Truthfully, I don't.

(CLEARS THROAT) I want to apologize

for my behavior in the beginning.

And I want to thank you

for your help and support and...

You know, everything.

And I want you to know

that no matter how it turns out,

I will never forget this week.

Or you.

Bobbie, I want you to know that

if it doesn't work out for you this time...

...you'll be at the top of the list.

Fair enough.

(TRUCK LEAVES)

(FLICKING SWITCH)

(MUFFLED SCREAMS)

Rusty. Upstairs.

Angela!

Stafford.

(TIRES SCREECH)

(ROBERTA SCREAMS) God!

You whore!

You ungrateful whore!

Who the hell are you to turn your back on me?

Where is Angela?

She's dead, and you're about to join her.

(GRUNTING)

(ROBERTA YELLS)

(RUSSELL CRIES OUT) (WRIST CRACKS)

(SCREAMS)

(GROANS)

Upstairs! Upstairs!

(GRUNTS)

(VOICE BREAKING) Baby, my baby!

Oh, my God, he killed my baby!

(SOBBING) Oh, my God!

ANGELA: Mommy?

She's fine, Bobbie. She's fine.

Angela!

She was hiding in the closet.

ROBERTA: Oh, baby! Oh, God, baby...

Oh, God, baby, I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry. Mommy, Daddy tried to hurt me.

I'm so sorry.

I'm-- Mommy's sorry.

Mommy's so sorry. I'm so sorry, honey.

I'm so sorry, honey...

I promise, it's gonna be all right...

Let's all toast to the 99th Ranger.

ALL: To the 99th Ranger!

(APPLAUSE, CHEERS)

Well, thank you.

You have no idea what this means to me.

I think I do.

TRIVETTE: Hey, come on, you're at the top of the list.

Next slot opens up, you're the man.

Great. Sure one of you guys doesn't feel like retiring?

ALL: No. (LAUGHTER)

C.D.: I'm awful proud of you, Bobbie.

If Cordell said you made the cut,

that's good enough for me.

Honey, you're welcome down here anytime.

I'm proud of you, like I said.

I think old Walt Cobb would be, too.

Thank you, Mr. Parker.

Coming from you, that means a lot to me.

(WHISPERING) You have no idea.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

* 'Cause the eyes of a Ranger are upon you

* Any wrong you do he's gonna see

* When you're in Texas look behind you

* 'Cause that's where the Ranger's gonna be *