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Last time on Walker, Texas Ranger...

Bring the clients online.

Who are you?

You can call me "The Chairman".

I'm someone who can give you

the opportunity of ridding yourself

of undercover agents.

I can find each and every one of them

in your operation, rid you of them,

and all for the nominal cost

of $50 million a year.

The ATF has lost five undercover agents.

The DEA., seven.

The Marshal's Office has lost three.

The FBI have had ten.

How could a thing like that have happened?

Someone hacked

into our mainframe and started pulling out files.

Then let's establish a task force

exclusively of state peace officers.

And I think I know just the man

to head it up.

This is a national emergency, Ranger Walker.

And, Alex, we would like you

to be the liaison between Walker

and the Senate subcommittee.

So, you mean it's just us and all these toys?

No, we have a New York cop

named Rosetti who will be on the team.

Hi, handsome.

Uh, hi.

Geez, we need a computer expert,

he brings in a felon.

Only in Texas.

Got it.

You-you're in?

Not bad for a felon, huh?

Redman, what's going on?

Not much, Chairman.

I just took down another one of your clients.

So you're the one who's been causing me all this grief.

I guess you could say that.

And I'll be seeing you real soon.

Ranger Cordell Walker.

Hmm. What a record.

Well... at least we know who we're up against.

He's known simply as "The Chairman."

So this hacker, The Wizard... he's the one

who tapped into all the federal agencies?

Mm-hmm.

Is there any way to locate this Wizard?

Mm, I'm working on it.

What have we got so far?

We have a list of the crime families who've paid

this Chairman $15 million each to eliminate

these undercover agents from their organizations.

Okay, then that's the direction we'll go.

So we'll go after the mob bosses

that The Chairman's linked up with.

Right.

Who do we go after first?

Buzz, put all their pictures up, will you?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a minute,

I know this guy.

His name's not Billy Bob Jackson.

It's Roberto Jaconi.

He's a capo in a major crime family in New York.

Killed a couple cops.

We couldn't prove it in court,

so they shipped him down to Miami

to run his own operation.

He's got his fingers in everything: drugs,

prostitution, you name it.

Let's see what I can find on him.

Bingo.

The tax records show he owns properties all over Miami.

Griffin Metalworks.

That's got to be a chop shop.

Then why don't we go after Billy Bob?

Whatever you say.

When do we leave?

Right away.

You have mail.

So, you're Mr. LaForge's right-hand man.

You said you had something important to tell us.

Yeah, something I wanted to convey personally.

You see, we run a service for Mr. LaForge.

We eliminate undercover agents.

So you're the one who's been whacking

all those guys, huh? Yeah.

You don't seem very surprised.

Don't you remember me, Agent Douglas?

Oh!

You do still work

for the Justice Department, don't you?

I don't know who you're talking about.

Come on!

Think back.

Detroit, Motor City, 15 years ago.

Look, I told you, I-I don't know you.

All right.

Let me see if I can help jog your memory.

I was a numbers runner for the Scarpizi family.

You told me if I rolled over, I'd get protection.

But what did I get?

Ten years in prison, and this...

The mark of a snitch.

Nolan Pierce.

Wonderful.

I knew you'd remember.

Ten years. That's a long time to think...

about you, the syndicate and the cops.

Pierce, I didn't know it was going to go down

like it did.

Yeah, well...

what you don't know will kill you.

No!

Get this garbage out of here.

♪ In the eyes of a ranger ♪

♪ The unsuspecting stranger ♪

♪ Had better know the truth ♪

♪ Of wrong from right ♪

♪ 'Cause the eyes of the ranger are upon you ♪

♪ Any wrong you do he's going to see ♪

♪ When you're in Texas, look behind you ♪

♪ 'Cause that's where the ranger's going to be. ♪

We've got five of the nicest cars in Florida,

and I have to be driving the truck.

This ain't right.

I'll take that red turbo back there.

Yeah, take it straight to Billy Bob

and forget we ever saw it.

Go ahead, Trivette.

All right, Sydney, pull it up close.

We'll take them at the next stop.

I'm on it. You ready?

It's like taking a doe out of season.

Nothing to it.

Aw, come on!

Hey, genius, why don't you pull your car

over to the side of the road?

Who you calling genius? Don't you see it won't go?

What are you, a moron?

Why don't you pull this thing over? Who's the moron?

My car's broken. What do you want me to do?

Now, get back in your car before I push your nose

behind your head and jack your wig, buddy.

What?!

That's right,

get back in there and back off.

Oh, everybody's a tough guy, huh?

Why don't you back off?

I paid a lot of money for this wig, man.

Fellas, wh-what's the problem?

You.

Easy!

Hold it.

Is it worth it?

What do you want?

Your clothes.

Open that door! Let's go!

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Got another load coming in!

Open that door!

Let's go! Get that truck inside!

Come on, today! Bring it in!

Come on, come on!

I want these cars unloaded in five minutes!

I want this truck out of here!

Hey. Hey. How's it going?

What's up?

I ain't seen

you two guys before. I ain't seen you before, either.

Now, is there somebody here that can sign for this or what?

Man, what are you talking about?

There's no invoice for this load.

What? Let me see that thing.

Oh, yeah, you're right.

This is a federal warrant to search

the premises and arrest everybody.

I'm afraid you're busted.

Hurry up!

Go, go!

Let's go.

All right, on your knees.

All right, Billy Bob Jackson is where?

You boys don't have any idea what kind of trouble you're in.

Yeah? Why don't you tell us how much

while I fry your face?

Excuse me, all right?

Now, you can't give us the information we need

with your face all melted.

He's not going to need a face if he doesn't talk.

Will you just go over there!

Just let me talk to him.

You see, my partner's crazy.

You tell us where Billy Bob Jackson is, I'll get him out of here.

I don't know what you're talking about.

You know what... Maybe I got something

that'll spark your memory.

You can't burn him alive.

Yes, I can. Watch me.

Or go outside,

but this guy's going to burn.

Whoa, get him out of here!

Get him away from me! He's crazy!

What'd I tell you?

All right, all right.

I'll tell you, but get him away from me. Well, sit down!

Sit down.

All right, let's go.

I got to hand it to you, T.

You're pretty good at that good cop, bad cop stuff.

So are you.

I always do bad cop.

I got to work on the other part.

No, what you got to work on is swinging the torch around.

Hey, Walker?

What have you got?

Artie Stanton.

Who's he?

Billy Bob's accountant.

And he's done some very creative double-entry bookkeeping.

I checked out the last couple of years tax filings.

Really. How'd you get it?

Compared Artie's records with the IRS statement.

You know their security isn't all it's cracked up to be.

Well, why don't you see

what else you can dig up on Artie boy?

Yes, sir.

Come on, sing for me, baby, huh?

You gonna sing?

You're gonna sing,

or you're gonna be part of tomorrow's club sandwich.

Forget about it.

Here.

Mr. Jackson?

There's some men here to see you.

Oh, look who's here.

My old pal from New York.

Hey, Rosetti,

little far from your turf, aren't you?

No, I'm coast to coast now, Billy Bob.

Or is it, uh, Robert Jaconi?

Who's this?

Your shadow?

You get it?

Shadow.

No, this is my partner.

I wouldn't get him upset if I was you.

But you're not me.

And I could be anybody I want to be.

You should know that by now, Rosetti.

Hey, for now.

But we're taking you down.

Along with The Chairman.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Let me break it down to you.

The Chairman can't help you

anymore. ROSETTI: See, we already took

down that little car ring of yours,

and that guy, Lyle...

He's singing like that bird.

I don't hear any singing.

You will.

And it gets better.

We're gonna take down every organization

you got in Miami.

There's nothing

you can do about it, Billy Boy.

We'll see about that, Rosetti.

We'll see about that!

Is he upset?

Oh, no, that's his personality.

Not interested in whatever you're selling!

Uh, we're Texas Rangers, sir.

You mind if we come in for a minute?

You might want to take a look at this offer.

It's sort of a get-out-of-jail-free card.

Well, uh...

what would I need one of those for?

Well, you wouldn't, if the idea

of eight to ten years in prison

for tax fraud sounds like fun.

Are you sure you have the right person?

You're Billy Bob's accountant, right?

Well, I-I wouldn't be at liberty to discuss that.

I understand.

I understand. So then why don't we discuss

failure to declare income?

Filing falsified returns.

Now either you talk to us

about Billy Bob, or it's gonna be

you that ends up going down.

And you're going down hard.

Now, you don't seem like such

a bad guy to me, Artie.

No, you probably just got in a little

over your head and couldn't see a way out.

The problem is,

the deeper in you get, the harder

it's gonna be to get yourself out.

Now, Billy Bob's the guy we're after.

But if we have to go through you

to get him, we will.

It's your choice.

How do you know so much about me?

Oh, that's our little secret, Artie.

But we do know.

So I guess that's not good for me, huh?

No, it's not.

Mr. Jackson,

I understand you've had a bit of a problem.

That's the understatement of the year.

I pay you to keep the law out of my backyard.

Calm down, Mr. Jackson.

Calm down? I got a task force running out of my house like

there's no door.

Now they got my accountant to roll over on me.

I want to know what you're gonna do about it.

Mr. Jackson, I'm already in the process

of looking after your problem.

Good-bye.

Got it.

They allocated a federal jet, Number 6407 Alpha.

Justice Department from Miami to Dallas.

Did they list Artie Stanton

on the passenger manifest?

Oh.

Just a John Doe and two Texas Rangers

to be met on arrival by District Attorney

Cahill hyphen Walker.

Must be the good ranger's wife.

What time did they depart?

2:10, according to this.

Tell Kane what to do.

I'm not getting much out here, Walker.

Everyone's too afraid to talk.

Yeah, Billy Bob's just not a man

they want to cross.

Okay, stay on Billy Bob.

According to Buzz,

he owns a club called Slick Johnny's.

It's run by a guy named McKnight.

McKnight, huh?

I should have known.

All right, we'll check it out.

Okay.

You're not getting what I'm telling you.

Billy Bob is never gonna let me get to Dallas alive.

We're not gonna let anything happen

to you. We haven't lost a customer yet.

And we don't plan on starting now.

You don't know this guy.

Nobody crosses him and lives.

Well, Artie, you're gonna be the first.

Artie, the only way the DA is

gonna get you immunity is if you fly to Dallas and testify.

So, why don't we just get this over with?

Did you get ahold of Trivette and Rosetti?

Yeah, they're gonna stay here

and keep the heat on Billy Bob.

Oh, those are storm clouds there.

Then we're gonna be flying right into them.

No. You know what?

Artie, don't worry about it,

'cause we're gonna fly west.

That's-That's north,

and west is... that way.

Over there in the clear blue yonder.

No... Don't sweat it.

Come on.

Artie, why don't you go ahead and take a seat in the back?

Okay?

Okay.

Okay.

Sir, Kane called.

The flight-control override is attached.

You ready?

Oh, yeah.

Walker.

Yeah, it's Gage. We got Artie in the air,

and we're on our way.

Good. Alex will meet you at the airport.

Any problems? Not a one.

Uh, scratch that. There is one.

Artie's losing his lunch.

Hey, Walker?

Hang on, Gage. What is it, Buzz?

I got something here.

I don't know what it is, but I definitely got something.

Okay, I'll be right there.

Got to go, Gage.

Call me every half hour.

Will do.

What's going on?

The Wizard's up to something.

Do you know what?

He's exchanging info with some kind of mobile unit.

It's moving, too.

I can't nail it down.

Can you locate the source of the signal?

No. I tried.

I think he's bouncing it off a satellite.

Maybe military or something?

I don't know.

But I am gonna find out.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I'm getting

some kind of feedback on my signal here.

Oh, it's Buzz.

Oh, she is persistent.

She is zeroing in on us pretty good.

Do we have a problem?

No.

No, she's good.

But I am much better.

You'd better be.

You say you know this guy, McKnight?

He's just another jerk Billy Bob brought down

from New York with him.

Hey.

What are you doing here, Rosetti?

I was just telling Ranger Trivette, you know,

how we go way back.

I should come and pay my respects.

Yeah, well, neither one of you are welcome here,

so why don't you turn around and get out the door while you still can?

Come on, McKnight. Me and you, Billy Bob,

old times... that don't count for nothing?

Still got this.

Oh, a little New York tin, huh?

Doesn't do any good down here, okay?

So let me tell you... Why don't you take

your business and go back up north?

You know what? My territory's expanding.

Kind of like your gut.

If you don't take your hand off me, I'm gonna

rip your arm off and beat you over the head with it.

Yeah.

You got nothing on me!

Ow!

Oops.

Ow!

Wow. This ought to do.

Bet it's unregistered, too.

That's possession.

Who knows what little tale we'll find

when we, uh, run it down.

All right, all right!

One more Billy Bob enterprise down.

Not gonna be a happy camper.

You got it.

Better keep our heads up, though.

He's gonna want to even the score.

Walker.

It's Gage.

Everything's smooth as silk up here.

How about there?

Buzz picked up something strange on her computer.

Any idea what?

No. Have you checked on the pilots?

Uh, no, not in a while.

I'll go check right now.

Okay, call me back.

Will do.

How much time we got, fellas?

One hour, 14 minutes till touchdown.

Any problems?

No, sir.

Okay.

They're way out over the gulf now.

It's time.

Dump the fuel, kill the radio.

We're bleeding fuel.

What, leak?

Well, we're losing 40 pounds per minute.

It's an awful lot for a leak.

I'm showing an open dump valve on the right wing bladder.

These dump valves are fail safe.

They're not supposed to open up like this.

No change.

I'm trimming left to compensate

for the fuel loss.

Roger that.

Guys, what's going on?

Got a little malfunction going on.

Emergency dump valve's open.

We can still make it

to Dallas on the left tank.

Dallas Control, this is Federal Jet Alpha 750.

Do you copy?

Repeat, Dallas Control,

this is Federal Jet Alpha 750.

Does anyone copy?

The radio's dead.

You take over.

Put it on the intercom.

Walker.

Yeah, this is Gage.

We got a malfunction on the jet.

What kind of a malfunction?

Well, we're leaking fuel out of the right wing,

and the radio's gone dead.

Are you going to have to make an emergency landing?

No, they say we can get to Dallas

on what we have left.

Okay, I'm showing another open dump valve

on the left tank.

Repeat, left tank.

Losing fuel.

Roger. Fuel loss now

at 60 pounds per minute, both tanks.

Walker.

We're spilling fuel

out of the left tank now.

Can you do anything, Buzz?

The Wizard's bouncing the signal all over the place...

Cell phone repeaters, sat com transceivers.

If I can hitch a ride on his carrier frequency, my input

will sync with his interface.

Then do it.

Got it. The valves are closed.

Valves closed.

Fuel reading now at 1-6-0 pounds.

Roger, 1-6-0 pounds.

Balancing tanks for trim.

What happened?

They, they closed the valves.

But still, there can't be enough fuel left

to fill a cigarette lighter.

Depressurize the cabin.

Yes, sir.

Walker, look at this.

Hmm.

Any idea what his next move will be?

No, but it won't be good.

Something's wrong.

I know it.

Everything's fine.

Air speed 1-6-5 knots.

Altitude steady, 29,000.

Guys, are we going to make it?

We'll make it somewhere.

Just not Dallas.

Walker, they're losing cabin pressure really fast.

Yeah, it's Gage.

Gage, I'm afraid we got trouble.

You don't have to tell me; I'm up here.

You've got to put the plane down now.

Well, it's coming down one way or the other.

We don't have much fuel left.

I'm getting lightheaded.

You need to put an oxygen mask on now!

Call me back.

What do you think?

Well, the pilots must be unconscious by now.

And there's just enough fuel left

to make a nice fireball.

Well, then we just sit back and wait for the news flash.

Yeah, Walker, this is Gage. Listen, the pilots are out cold.

I put oxygen masks on them,

but I don't know what else to do.

I can't repressurize the plane.

Gage, we've got to get the jet

to a lower altitude.

How are we going to do that?

I'm going to give you a flying lesson, buddy.

I was afraid you were going to say that.

Okay, get in the pilot's seat.

Okay.

Now, what's your heading?

Um... uh, 2-4-0.

Altitude?

29,000 feet.

Okay. Do you see the autopilot?

Uh...

Yeah, yeah.

All right, you're going to turn it off.

But when you do,

you're going to be flying the jet,

so hold the yoke steady.

Okay.

Okay, uh, here goes.

Autopilot disengaged.

Okay.

All right, Gage, now push the yoke forward,

and give me the altitudes.

All right.

27,000.

25,000.

22,000.

19,000.

Seems like we're going down awful fast, Walker.

You're doing fine.

14,000.

Okay, I'm at 10,000.

All right, level off, Gage.

Okay.

Okay, okay, I think I'm level, I'm level.

8,000 feet.

Gage, you're repressurized.

Weather's a little rough up here, Walker.

It's kind of turbulent.

Hang in there, Gage.

Okay, if you can, come left 2-9-0.

With 14 minutes of fuel left,

I can vector them to Mobile, Alabama.

Gage, we have to turn the jet.

Here's what I want you to do.

I want you to push the left rudder pedal,

and slowly turn the yoke to the left.

Here goes.

What's going on?

Someone, someone turned the plane.

Who? I don't know.

I don't know, but they've got no radio,

and eight minutes left of fuel.

I mean, it's a flying coffin.

Now. Okay, Gage, straighten it out.

All right.

2-9-0.

Okay, maintain that heading.

I always wanted to take flying lessons,

but this is ridiculous.

Take out their navigation system.

Disable their landing gear.

Walker, I've lost all my navigation equipment.

Gage, I'm contacting ground control

in Mobile now.

What am I supposed to do when I get to Mobile?

I can't, I can't land this thing.

We'll figure that out when you get there.

Okay, great, well, I hope you come up with a good plan.

Gage?

Gage?

Oh, you're kidding me.

Gage, can you hear me?

Gage?

Come on, where's that autopilot?

Autopilot engaged.

Walker.

Yeah, my phone went dead. I had to grab Sydney's.

Okay, are you on autopilot?

Uh, yes.

Okay, leave it on autopilot.

How are the pilots?

Um...

looks like they're starting to come around.

Gage, you're 15 miles

from Mobile Airport with four minutes of fuel left.

You're going to have to wake one of the pilots.

Okay. Sir.

Captain. Captain, I need you to wake up.

All right, listen, we have four minutes

of fuel left, and we're 15 miles outside

Mobile, Alabama.

Get yourself together

so you can fly this thing, okay?

Okay, Walker, I got the pilot back.

Okay, good.

Something's wrong

with the landing gear... It won't deploy.

Walker, now the landing gear

won't come down.

Gage, you're gonna have to lower them manually.

Pull on that T-handle.

They're lowering the gear manually.

Do something.

What's with the instruments?

Walker, the pilot says

the instruments aren't working properly.

Gage, turn left ten degrees,

and you'll be vectored for Mobile approach.

Okay, left ten degrees.

Okay, roger that. Tell me when we're lined up.

Okay, tell us how far.

Right there, Gage.

Okay, that's enough.

Okay, copy.

Hey, strap in.

You let me have that phone. We'll take it from here.

Yeah, this is the captain, Flight 7-5-0.

Are we on direct heading to Mobile runway,

and how much fuel do we have?

Captain, you're two miles out on direct course,

and you're on fumes.

Roger that.

Is everything all right?

Uh, absolutely.

Just, uh, stay buckled up.

Uh, we're getting ready to land.

Okay.

Do something.

I am... I'm trying

to actuate the thrust reversers.

Yeah, I see runway.

We've cleared you to land.

Oh, I've almost got it.

I just need ten seconds!

Wizard's trying something.

Three more seconds!

Two!

They've landed.

They're safe.

Good job, Buzz.

Thanks.

They're down, aren't they?

That was a nice flight.

Are you sure everything's all right up there?

Syd, would I lie to you?

Yes.

It's all right.

You did your best.

You fail me again, and I'll kill you.

Do you understand?

Do you?

Is there anything you'd like to add

to your deposition before we conclude?

No, um, that's everything.

You can have all the warrants you want.

Okay, I'll call Trivette and have him take Billy Bob down.

Hey, Billy Bob, come out of the house with your hands up,

or I'm going to drag you out by your feet.

Come on, do your job, will you?

Stay here.

I got this side.

What are you going to do,

shoot me, Rosetti?

Nah.

I told you I was going to drag you out by your feet.

I want the names

of everyone on that task force.

I want to know everything about them! Everything!

It's time I eliminated them all! Especially him!

♪ 'Cause the eyes of the ranger are upon you ♪

♪ Any harm you do he's gonna see ♪

♪ When you're in Texas, look behind you ♪

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