All language subtitles for Walker, Texas Ranger - S02E02 - Storm Warning (480p x265 EDGE2020).eng

It's that crazy Ranger.

I told you what he done

up at the Wrecking Bar
last Saturday?

You sure that's him?

THUG:
Yeah.

( rock music playing
from inside building )

( rock music continues )

( indistinct chattering )

I'm looking for Snake Larkin.

Well, well, Curly.

Long time, no see.

Nobody gave you
an invite, Walker.

My badge is my invite, Curly.

Does anyone here
know Snake Larkin?

He used to run with Blackjack.

CURLY:
Come on.

Everybody in here used
to run with Blackjack.

We don't
give up our own.

I believe in family values, too,
Curly, but...

your idea of family

sucks the high wind.

( grunts )

( screaming )

Nice seeing you, Curly.

( moaning )

Where's Snake?

Who's Snake?

Never mind.

( switchblade clicks open )

( pinball bells and whistles
ringing )

For the last time.

Where's Snake Larkin?

SNAKE:
Over here, Ranger.

I'm Snake Larkin.

( upbeat action theme playing )

TRIVETTE:
I can't believe I did it.

Somebody tell me why
I was so stupid

as to volunteer for this gig.

Because you're a dedicated man,
Trivette,

and that's what it takes.

No, no.

Because I'm low man
on the totem pole.

Because I'm expendable,
and 'cause you're not.

Well, don't anybody just jump
in and argue with me here.

ALEX:
Look.

You both know I wasn't
in favor of this.

But you guys did a great job
setting Trivette's cover.

Blackjack's crew will get word
to him about the bust,

You'll go in with solid
credentials,

and that should make it easier
to get next to him.

Then we can find out
if this drug ring

is operating inside the prison.

So when I'm done with this job,
do I get paroled or what?

Walker.

Mm.

Warden Sikes
is in on this.

If you have any trouble
whatsoever,

you just get to him.

Is this just me,

or is this beginning to sound
like one of those movies

where the brave reporter
goes undercover in a prison,

and the only person
who knows about it

happens to die
of a heart attack,

and then
the brave reporter

ends up spending his life
doing life?

Now you know the reason
I didn't volunteer.

You're really building
my confidence.

You better get down to holding.

You're on the next bus
to Huntsville,

and it leaves within the hour.

See, now, even a real convict
has a chance

to put his affairs in order.

Well, if the affair
you're talking about

is Lainie the dispatcher,

she'll be here when you get out.

You see?
He's loving this.

Let's go.

You guys can kid all you want.

But what you're planning to do
is extremely dangerous.

If they even suspect
that you're a plant,

they won't hesitate
to kill you.

BOTH:
Ooh.

Hi, Cordell.

I just wanted to check

and see if your luck
had changed yet.

My luck had changed?

Yeah.

Dang it, C.D.,

I told you not to send me
another chain letter.

That's not an ordinary
chain letter.

That was written
by a Peruvian monk in 1947.

That very letter has been
around the world nine times.

Let it go around the world
ten times without me.

I know how you feel,
Cordell.

I was the same way.

One time I passed four days.
You know what happened to me?

My business went to hell
in a hand basket.

Termites ate down my smokehouse.

The IRS notified me
that I was under audit.

This is very, very
strong medicine.

TRIVETTE:
Hey, Walker.

You need a lucky rabbit's foot,
like me, man.

Yeah, lucky for you,
not for the rabbit.

C.D.:
Look, Cordell,
I'm begging you,

the last guy that
broke this chain

had a hell of a lot of bad luck.

Lightning struck a tree.

The tree fell on his home.

His wife was eating,
and she swallowed

an entire runaki.

"Runaki"?

Yeah, a piece of wood
with meat on its end.

"Rumaki," C.D.

They spent $15,000
getting it out of her throat.

Sounds critical, Walker.
Better listen to him.

Then let him send you one.

C.D.:
All right.
Let's just put it this way.

The good Lord
put up the goal post.

We can play this game
any way we wanna play it.

If you don't forward
that letter,

go ahead and tear it up.
Just tear it up.

( rustic theme plays )
Oh, my God, no.

You're out of your mind.

You must be out of your head.

Do you realize
what you've done?

That's a very dangerous
thing to be doing.

( laughs )

Dire circumstances can arise
out of something like that.

Say goodbye.

Jimmy,

stay away from him for ten days.

He's poison.

( chattering )

Hey, Lainie.

Hi, Trivette.

I tried to call you
last night for dinner.

I was at my mom's.
I got your message really late.

What's up with the new look?

I'm going--
He's going away for a while.

Away?

Yeah.
Say goodbye.

Goodbye.
I'll call you later!

( thunder rumbling on TV )

REPORTER:
This footage, shot earlier
in the day near Shreveport,

shows rescue efforts in--

We have this word just in
from the coast guard.

Hurricane Patty is expected
to hit Galveston tonight.

All coastal area residents
are being advised

to begin evacuating
their homes.

I don't want to go out in that.
( security door buzzing )

Man, why do we gotta
go out in that?

Hey, if you guys
stop jerking around,

we'll beat this storm.

GOMEZ:
Man, this ain't no storm.

This is some killing
waiting to happen.

ROLLINS:
That suits me fine.

Quicker I die,
the quicker I'm out of here.

Yeah, well, after what you did
to that family in Addison,

you dying quick would suit
a lot of people just fine.

It was borin'.

I was just killin' time.

Walker.
What you got?

Happy camper for you.
Going to Huntsville.

Hey, you're just
in time for the bus.
What did this guy do?

Killed three cops,

two of 'em friends of mine.

This one's personal.

Put your junk on the counter.

Now.

Your mother ever teach you
to say please, man?

You know,
it's gonna be a lot harder

to say goodbye to you
than I thought.

Excuse us.

INMATE:
Hey, what are you doing?

Hey, come on, man.

Just hit him.

( men shouting )
I'm gonna break your face!

Stay back.

I'm enjoying this.

Hit him with it!

( inmates hollering )

Okay, Snake.

Right here.
Swing it right here.

Come on.

TRIVETTE:
You broke my nose!

Dang, I didn't think
I hit you that hard.

Nyah-nyah,
nyah-nyah-nyah.

You pothead.

He's ours now.
Yeah, for life.

Let's go.

( thunder booming )

Move it.

( indistinct muttering )

INMATE:
It stinks on this bus, man.

Hey, is there a problem
back there?

Anybody say there's a problem?
INMATE 2: Come on, let's ride.

INMATE 3:
What's the hold up?

No, there's no problem.

All right, you guys,
sit down.

Move it.

INMATE 3:
Beat the storm.

Keep her steady, Kyle,
we're almost there.

( crying )

There's thunder and lightning.

Man, I'm so scared.

Yo, shut up, man.

( whimpering ):
Leave me alone.

Yo, man, somebody shut him up!

GUARD:
Hey.

The two of you
are out of population

soon as we get there.

It's all right, man.
It's all right.

GUARD:
We're almost there.

If we get there.

We'll get there.
Only ten more miles.

Me and you, man.

Me and you, brother.

I love a man
who can't get enough.

Yo, man, I ain't givin'
you nothing, fish-man.

You a mama's boy.
Shut up, man.

Scared of a little rain?

Man is smart.

This storm's like
a runaway freight train,

tearing across this county,

stomping and killing
everything in its path.

INMATE 4:
Listen to that wind
out there.

Sounds like somebody's
killing an animal.

Probably the sound we'll
be making when it catches us.

GUARD:
Okay, that's it.

Shut up, look straight ahead.

( thunder crashes )

( tense theme playing )

( inmates shouting )

ALL:
Move! Move!
Come on! Come on!

Woo.
Great!

Let's go, let's go!

How's it feel?
Scared now, O'Malley?

He'll just slow us down.

He's our ticket out
for down the line.

I've got a family.

We love you, too,
O'Malley.

Come on.

Let's go.

MALE REPORTER:
--risen considerably.
Business owners

are trying to prepare
for the coming storm.

Just south of here,

wind has been measured
up to 60 miles an hour.

Despite predictions,
hurricane Patty

smashed into Galveston
early this evening,

catching many residents
by surprise.

Winds have been estimated
at 125 miles an hour.

( clicks off )

C.D.,

if I wasn't a man
of great reason,

I'd be tempted to lay
this hurricane business

at your doorstep.

You and that chain letter.

WALKER:
Speaking of chain letters,

why did you
send me another one?

That's not another one.

This is a replacement of the one
you accidentally tore up.

C.D., you were
a Ranger for 25 years?

28 years, young lady,

unless I've lost
some years along the way.

I should think
you'd know the penalty

for sending this stuff

through the federal
postal system.

Clause five says,
"Send no cash."

Faith has no price.

It's still
emotional extortion.

John Doe A inherited
a million dollars,

while John Doe B
broke the chain

and then died nine...

...days later.

Well, garden seed.

Look at that, Alex.

Just look at that.

And look at this roof.
It's just like a sieve.

That's proof.

( laughs )

WALKER:
Don't argue with him, Alex.

Since he's retired,
his brain's gone sideways.

( phone rings )

Hello. C.D.'s.

No, we're closed.

What?

All right, just a minute.
Alex.

Alex Cahill.

Yes.

What?

( ominous theme playing )

Are you sure?

When was the last time
you talked to the warden?

Try again.

Yes, right now.
Call me back.

WALKER:
What about the warden?

Is Trivette okay?

The bus...
It never got there, Walker.

They thought it would be late
because of the storm,

but it's three hours overdue.

Where do you think
you're going?

Walker.

( door opens )

Walker, are you crazy?

There's a hurricane out there!

( door shuts )

Uncle Ray,
what can he hope to do?

My son never hopes.
He just does.

When Cordell Walker
saddles up to somethin',

nobody can stop him.

Not even the wrath of God.

( thunder crashes )

How you coming?

Almost got everything
boarded up out there.

It's bad.
Yeah.

It's like
a morgue up there.

I guess everybody
got out okay.

Got out? When that trooper
arrived, it was like a stampede.

I'm not sure it was
necessary to evacuate.

Well,
think of the complaints.

As soon as the electricity goes,

the elevator won't work.
We won't be able to serve meals.

Can you imagine the lawsuit

if somebody got hit
by flying glass?

Did you see Robin leave?

She probably left
with her boyfriend.

Mr. Charm.

She picked him.
I didn't.

INMATE:
Get him in here,
get him in here.

( inmates chattering )

Come on,
bust the door.

( distorted electric guitar
playing )

Good evening, folks.

( screaming )

( tense theme playing )

We'll take
the bridal suite.

And everything
that goes with it.

( chuckles )

ROLLINS:
There you go, new boy.

Relax.

Give us a big smile.

Be stupid if you want to,
Rollins, but not me.

He's right, man.

Shouldn't we post
lookouts or somethin'?

Hicks, you been
institutionalized too long.

We're five miles
in the middle of nowhere.

The only way cops
are going to reach us

is by tractor
or submarine.

Minute it lets up,
we're out of here.

While it keeps blowing,
we're safe.

Ain't no one's gonna be out
looking for us tonight.

( ominous theme playing )

So, what are your names?

Dick Sant.

I run this place.

And your wife?

Cathy.

I'd like to hear her say it.

I'm Catherine Sant.

GOMEZ:
You know, Catherine,

you weren't married, I'd
propose to you in a minute. Mm.

ROLLINS:
Don't worry, Mrs. Sant.
No one's gonna hurt you.

Soon as the storm's over,
we'll be gone.

But we'll need
transportation.

In the garage, there's a van
and a pickup truck. Here.

Fly.
Fly.

Here.
Go check it out.

Hey, bud.

Ninety percent of all accidents
happen in the home.

( rustic theme playing )

Don't feel bad, old boy.

The dumb ones
always go first.

ROLLINS:
New boy, front and center.

You want me for something,
Rollins, you call me by my name:

Snake.

No offense meant.

Seeing as how you and Gomez

are gonna be the only two
that are completely sober,

and you get along so well,

maybe you could go help
keep an eye on our guest.

Yeah, all right.

I-I ain't want no fish.

What you want
is what I tell you.

Now, take him inside.

Get up.

We don't want Mrs. Sant

breathing the same air
as scum like that.

All right, so, what about
hooking me up?

Gomez has one.
Should be enough.

( Hicks crying )

Now, Dick, Cathy,
either of you care for a drink?

( ominous theme playing )

Who you calling, fish?

Tony's Pizza, man.
I'm hungry.

( laughs )

That sounds good, O'Malley,
doesn't it?

You hungry, huh?

Maybe you wanna
eat this, huh?

Look, all you guys have to do

is just turn your head
for five seconds,

and I'm gone, okay?

When this is all over,
I'll tell them you helped me.

Both of you.

No kidding.
Jeez, what a deal.

That sounds good,

huh, Snake?
You gonna say something?

Man, my stomach's talking.

There's gotta be some grub
in this place, man.

What kind of hotel is this?

Let me go check it out.

No, I'll go.

You wait, just like
Rollins told you to, man.

God, this whole thing's
a nightmare.

The only reason I took this job

is 'cause of the recession.

I mean--
Shh! Take it easy.
Take it easy.

I'm one of the good guys.
Not letting anything happen.

Right, I'm a Texas Ranger.

What?
All right?

Now, you gotta wait
for your moment.

You know the area
very well?

Do you know the area?
Yes.

You gotta get
to a telephone.

Watch out
for Rollins and Gomez.

Gomez is wired.
Rollins is smart.

Shh!

Man, this place is huge.

I can't find any kitchen.

Have to tie a rope to myself.

Otherwise I'll never
find my way back.

You didn't even go check.

Let me go get some food.

Yo, forget it, man,
all right? Forget it, okay?

( ominous theme playing )

( gun cocks )

( gasps )

Who are you?

Walker, Texas Ranger.

Who are you?

Robin Henley.

What do you think
you're doing, Robin?

( scoffs )

That's a pretty
dumb question for a Ranger.

All right.
Why are you doing it?

It's none of your business.

Please give me my gun back.

Well, it is my business,

but right now I don't have time
to deal with it.

This hotel's been taken over
by a group of escaped convicts.

They've got the owners hostage.

Cathy and Dick?

If that's their names.

( crying )

I can't take anymore of this.

Just give me my gun back
and leave me alone!

Look.

Right now I need your help.

Now, are you willing to help me?

What can I do?
I'm a cripple.

Your mind's not crippled.

Okay?

Oh, yeah.

What are you doin'?

Treasure huntin', man.

So far I found $70
in petty cash.

Seen Fly?

No. Uh-uh.

Sent him out to the garage

over half-hour ago.

( Cathy screaming )

DICK:
Let her go!

You pig!
You pig!

TRIVETTE:
Leave her.

Rollins said--

Rollins said leave her alone!

( Cathy sobbing )

Yeah, that's right.

That's right.
A man who listens.

Next man touches Mrs. Sant's

gonna be outside swimming back
to Galveston. Understand?

INMATE:
Yeah, we understand.

You want her all for yourself.

( action theme playing )

( crashing and grunting )

Get him!
Get him!

You told me--

That's twice I've seen it now.

You move like lightning, bucko.

( whispers ):
I'll be back as soon as I can.

( thunder crashing )

Please let
Cathy and Dick be all right.

( muffled grunting )

So tell me, mate.
What'd you mean back there?

What was all that
"you said" guff?

He said he'd kill me.

( thunder crashing )

Why don't we give O'Malley
a taste of what it's like.

Go stick him in the closet.

A small, dark closet.

As small and dark
as I can find.

( grunting )

Hey.

Where'd you get
that speed of yours, bucko?

High school football,
bucko.

You move
at the speed of sound.

Gonna have to
keep my eye on you.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Well, I understand that.
Yeah.

Just-- Just keep trying
to get through, will ya?

Please.
Yeah, much obliged.

Still no word?

Not from the bus
or from Walker.

Well, he'll need this fire
when he returns.

You're so sure
he's gonna be okay.

Look here, young lady.

Washoe's in harmony
with the spirits around him.

They'll take care of him.

What if...

What if the prisoners
got loose?

Washoe's smarter and meaner

than any prisoner I ever knew.

If you're gonna
waste your time worrying,

worry about them.

( ominous theme playing )

You're the ugliest sucker
I've ever seen.

( grunting, blows landing )

Ah.

You did a great job, Robin.

Yeah, for a cripple.

Why are you feeling
so sorry for yourself?

I mean, there's millions
of handicapped people out there

living very productive lives.

I had a productive life.

I was the resident golf pro

at Cathy and Dick's
hotel in Arizona.

When the accident happened,

my fiancé said
he still loved me.

We'd work
through it together.

I never heard from him again
when I got out of the hospital.

Jeez--

Easy.

( panting )

You almost gave me
a heart attack.

Never relax, Trivette.
It'll get you killed.

Relax?
Do I look relaxed to you?

How are the hostages doing?

Okay, so far.

Well, we got another problem.

There's a woman upstairs
who's trying to commit suicide.

You got to be kidding me.

Yeah,
she's in a wheelchair.

Drunk driver hit her
six months ago,

and she can't move her legs.

So, what are we
gonna do about her?

Well, I've got her
calmed down for now.

That's all we need
is for those convicts

to hear something
and start searching this place.

Especially since
one of them's missing already.

I don't suppose
you know anything about that?

About what?
Hey!

That's my butt down there,
man.

If you just keep
pulling those guys out.

When you just picking
guys off--
Okay.

Where you headed?

Rawlins or Rollins
sent me to check on that guy.

Rawlins, Rollins?
How do you spell it?

R-O--

Only kidding.

( sighs )

Let me tell you something.

That's the head honcho,
and he needs his tires rotated.

Then tell him that his buddy
took off in the hotel van.

Okay.

When I see Rollins,

I'm gonna rotate
his tires for him...

and clean his carburetor,
to boot.

I believe you.

Write if you get work.

( gun cocks )
Hold it!

Turn around.

A Ranger.

( laughing )

Rollins is gonna
want to talk to you.

Let's go.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( grunts )

( Robin grunts )

You okay?

I'm fine.

I can get up myself.

I know you can.

Then I wouldn't have
got a chance to put
my arms around you.

( thunder rumbling )

You two okay?

( thunder crashing )

You know, Dick,
it occurs to me

there must be a safe
somewhere in this hotel

with a considerable
amount of cash in it.

Am I right?

It's just some petty cash.

Would you be so kind

as to go with
those two gentlemen

and get however much
there is?

Gomez, Hicks!

( ominous theme playing )

Oh, don't worry, Dick.

She'll be fine.
You got my word on it.

( Gomez and Hicks chattering )

Spangler,
go call your mother.

My mother's dead.

Well,
go call her anyway.

Look, Mrs. Sant.

Cathy.
I know you're upset.

"We have no choice
in the matter"

is about how I can say it,
Cathy girl.

We're just human beings,

just like you and your husband.
Just men.

Why don't you let us go.

( whispering ):
Oh, Catherine.

Pretty Catherine.

Don't be afraid of me.

Nothing happens
if we don't want it to.

Hey, Rollins.

Can't find Fly, man.

And your van's gone.

( sobbing quietly )

GOMEZ:
Yo, Rollins!
Rollins!

Yo, Rollins.
Man, we hit pay dirt.

Five grand.

Seems to me
you underestimated

the amount of cash
in your safe, Dick.

Good thing
it wasn't intentional.

Now, go sit with your wife.

( sobbing )

I can't take too much more
of this storm, man.

The sound's driving me nuts.
Yo, man.

You keep it up, knucklehead,
I'm gonna slash you up.

Why don't you chill, man.

Yo, who you talkin' to, Snake?

I'm just sayin'
it's no time to lose your cool.

And you don't need
to mess with him.

We're gonna be outta here soon.

Oh, we gonna be outta here?
Yo, man,

two days ago
you wasn't even alive to me.

Now, I don't know who you are
or why we brought you along--

Stop pointing that knife at pe--

What you gonna do, man?
What you gonna do?

( rustling nearby )

Right. Hold it, everyone.
Shut up!

( suspenseful theme playing )

Go check it out.

Come on, man.
It's probably just the storm.

Well,
then it's just the storm.

So go check it out.

Yo, come on,
you big knucklehead.

Let's go. Let's move!

Move, knucklehead!
Let's go!

Let's go!

Go. Let's move. Move!

( thunder crashing )

ROBIN:
You hungry?

Hey!

There's some chick
in a wheelchair here.

What are you talkin' about?
Here in the hotel?

Yeah. She just--
She just smiled at me.

Come on.
Come on. Come on!

You go that way.

Hurry up. Go that way.
All right!

I'm not crazy.

And just who are you?

The last person you'll see
before lights out.

( gasps )

Yes.

What's going on?
I-I don't know.

It's Spangler. Span--
He's wigging out.

What? About what?
Where's Tripp?

What, he's gone too?

GOMEZ:
He said there's
somebody else in the hotel.

I knew it. That's
what happened to Fly.

Man, there ain't nobody else
in this hotel.

Yeah, yeah.
H-he said there's some...

chick in a wheelchair?

Come on.
Yeah, yeah.

Man, that's what
Spangler said, man.

There's some-- Some--
Some invalid broad?

Some invalid broad took out
Fly and Spangler and Tripp.

Man, get real.
HICKS: You'd be surprised.

Some people with wheelchairs,
man, they black belts.

They play basketball.
I seen on Special Olympics.

Shut up, you idiot!

( ominous theme playing )

There's someone else
in this hotel

besides us, mates.

So we're gonna search this place
floor by floor...

and kill anything
that moves.

( rain pattering )

( thunder crashes )

Okay. Tie the wire
to that nail over there.

I can't reach it.

You sure?

Yes, I'm sure.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( thunder crashing )

( creaking )

Hey, there he is.

Oh, jeez, I can't look.
( laughing )

You can't what?

( grunts )

Man, he--

( groans )

Thank you, God.

( giggling )

Hey, you should
never relax, partner.

It'll get you killed.

Not a chance.

Oh.

Come meet a friend.

Robin Henley,
Major Trivette.

TRIVETTE:
Charmed.

They're searching this place
floor by floor.

I came up the back stairs.
A couple of other people

took the elevator
to three and four.

( elevator bell dings )

( ominous theme playing )

GOMEZ:
What the hell?

Hey, Snake!

Snake,
what the hell happened to him?

Man, I don't know.
We split up.

I'm looking down here.

He's supposed
to be looking down--

Oh, and you didn't see anything,
and you didn't hear anything?

No, man. I just
talked to him a minute ago.

Whoever got him must've

went down the steps
or down the elevator.

Yeah, right.
Unless you did it yourself.

Oh, yeah, right, Gomez.

Even if I did, man, at least
you don't have to listen to him

crying about
the storm anymore.

Get out of here.
Hey,

take him downstairs.
I'm gonna go check up here.

All right.

Wow.

Hey,
that was pretty slick, Trivette.

( door closes )

Don't encourage him.
Flattery goes to his head.

( chuckles )

Okay, now what?

Well, I think it's time
to go for the kill shot.

Take Rollins out.

Now, he's down there
with the Sants.

I don't know if we can
get him before he gets them.

When I was downstairs,
I noticed the main breaker

for the hotel's
electrical system.

You get back to Rollins,

and at exactly 3:10,
I'll pull the main.

You grab Dick and Cathy
and get the heck outta there.

I'll count to ten
and throw it back on.

Is there anything
I can do to help?

( tender theme playing )

Robin, you've been
a real trouper.

I couldn't have done this
without you.

But now it's time for
Trivette and I to finish it.

So I'd like for you
to wait here.

Okay?

What time do you got?
Okay, I got 2:58.

So I'll meet you
downstairs at--

( gun cocks )
I got me two Texas Rangers.

Back up, boys.

Back up.

Let me have your gun.

Now, move. Move!

Let's go.

Got me two
Texas Rangers here, huh?

Okay, you guys.
Right here.

Down the stairs.
Let's go.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( thunder crashing )

Hey, Rollins!

Rollins,
look what I got here.

( laughing )

We ain't dealing
with no invalid

in a wheelchair after all.

( whispers ):
Robin?

( grunting )

Ohh!

Well, well,
look who we got here.

( thunder crashing )

A couple of living,
breathing Texas Rangers.

Oh. Man, you're not going
paranoid on me like Gomez.

Don't you recognize this guy?
This guy brought me down

from Fort Worth.

Oh, yeah. I saw that
little exhibition, remember?

Fascinating, isn't it?

Here we were, so trusting.

So willing to share our fortune.

And all the time
there was a wolf among us

in sheep's clothing.

Tsk, tsk, tsk,
tsk, tsk, tsk.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Stinkin' snitch.
You know,

I knew there was something funny
about this guy.

You know,
I'm truly sorry about this.

Killing really wasn't
part of my plan.

( thunder crashing )

Especially not you, Cathy girl.

( grunting )

( grunting )

Ah!

( dramatic theme playing )

Rollins!

Hey, Rollins!

( Walker and Rollins grunting )

Arrhh!

( Rollins yelling )

( grunting )

I'm gonna rip
your bloody head off.

Not quite that easy.

( thunder crashing )

( wheelchair approaching )

( gasps )
KATHY: Oh!

Oh, thank God!

Thank God.

Thank God.

What about it, Walker?

You must've been
as surprised as they were

when those lights went out.

No.

Actually,
I was counting on you.

You're my secret weapon.

Did you really think
I could do it?

Didn't you?

( tender theme playing )

( crowd chattering )

( country music playing
over speaker )

C.D.:
Yes, sirree!

That little lady knows
that gourmet chili

when she eats it.

You bet your booty she does.

Well, she's eating it
like there's no tomorrow.

Oh, there's a tomorrow.

Plenty of them,
as a matter of fact.

Hey, C.D.,
how about another bowl?

Yes, ma'am.
We got ten gallons of it left.

The kind Mama used to
try to make but couldn't.

Well,
put some more pepper in it.

You need to spice it up some.

It'll put hair on your chest.

You need that, don't you?

Come on, Trivette.
Aren't you even gonna try it?

Are you kidding?
No, no.

I'm trying to figure out how
you guys are eating any of it.

Let me smell.

Oh, man! Eww!

If I eat that,
I'm gonna get an angiogram.

Well, you'll be eating
a lot of it here real soon.

Say what?

You're going to Huntsville.

We still have to bust
that drug ring.

Blackjack awaits
your arrival.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Oh, yes, yes, yes.

You were the one
that tore up the chain letter.

Come on, criminal.

( handcuff clicks )
Aah! Get--

TRIVETTE:
Hey, don't laugh.

Oh.
Say goodbye.

TRIVETTE:
Hey,

I'll call you!

( rustic theme playing )

( upbeat theme playing )