All language subtitles for Walker s02e10 Payback.eng

Elwood, come on. Let's just go grab a
Caddy or a Lexus and get out of here.

You know what
a handicapped van's worth,

all tricked out
with hydraulics like that?

It's too special.
Right here in the parking lot?

The keys are in the ignition.

We'll be gone before she knows
what's happening.

Look, maybe Chico vouched for you.

When you're with me,
you do what you're told,

all right?

Forty-two minutes.

What 42 minutes?

I've been waiting for you
for 42 minutes.

I was not in there for 42...

You know how many kinds
of bottled water there are?

- Yeah, one. Tap.
- No.

See, man,
you'd drink out of a swamp.

Okay, watch it there.

Come on.

Hey, what are you doing?

- Hey!
- What are you...?

The human body is
98 percent water, right?

The in and out, there's...

What's going on?

- Go, go.
- Texas Rangers!

Get out of here, kid.

- Texas Rangers.
- Somebody help us!

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

- It's all right. I'm a Texas Ranger.
- Okay.

- All right? What's his name?
- Robbie.

- Robbie? Okay, all right.
- They can't take my van.

I understand.
We're lucky to be alive, huh?

Damn it.

He's just a kid.

You had to do
what you had to do, man.

I think I know that boy, Trivette.

Yes, I'd recognize him if I saw him
again. And, yes, I'll testify.

- Those... so-and-sos.
- So-and-sos?

You could do better than that, Mom.

They didn't know
they were being followed,

and they hadn't
seen the carjacker before.

It's pretty much the standard m.o.,
except for the vehicle.

I'm just glad
you and your son are okay.

We're gonna get a police van
to take you home, okay?

What are the chances of us
getting our van back?

Not very good, I'm afraid.

I'd recommend you contact
your insurance company

- about getting a new one.
- Well, there's no replacing that van.

The equipment inside there
cost $80,000.

The insurance company only covers
the vehicle, and maybe 20,000.

You want us to call your husband,
ma'am?

No. About a year ago a drunk driver
ran a red light and killed my husband,

and put Robbie in a chair.

The church and the school,
the whole neighborhood

got a fund together
and had that van built

to take Robbie to therapy and so on.

The doctors said that
I'd never walk again.

They also said that I'd never
throw a ball again either.

Now I'm playing wheelchair basketball
at the center,

so we're not buying their story.

Yeah, we're not buying their story.

Attaboy.

Here's your van.

All right.

I don't think you're gonna fit in there.

We're gonna have to put you
up in front, okay?

All right, grab ahold.

Here we go. Ready? And up we go.

There you go.

Okay, let's buckle you in here.

There.

- All right.
- You going?

Yeah.

I'll see you a little later, okay?

The officer will help you
when you get home.

Oh, we can manage. We always do.

- Thank you.
- It's a pleasure.

Thanks.

Okay, you take care, son.
Keep playing that basketball, all right?

- Bye.
- Bye-bye.

We gotta get that boy's ride back.

Yeah, I busted Mark Burnette
two years ago for dealing in drugs.

- It was a good bust, but...
- It didn't stick.

I was in El Paso on an assignment

and he got off on a technicality.

They should've put him
in drug rehab,

but now he's dead.

We developed this information
on a carjacking ring.

It's operating out of a garage
in South Dallas.

You have to get these guys.

I mean, they're responsible
for 20 carjackings and three deaths

- in the last few months.
- We will.

See you, Alex.

How do you figure a kid
like Mark Burnette?

Comes from a rich family,

has all the advantages,

and winds up dead
beside a dumpster.

Hell if I know.

You know, I know it weighs on you,
but don't be so hard on yourself.

That's something I'll never get used to.

What was that?

- Hey, you ruined my suit!
- Let's get out the road

- before someone else tries to hit us.
- Did you get his license number?

- No. It's his lucky day.
- His lucky day?

Yeah. Any other time,
I'd chase him down.

But right now,
I wanna find that van. Let's go.

Come on, ladies. We ain't got all week.

Mancuso, get that tranny up
underneath there.

Shipment goes tonight.

Luther! Luther, come on.
Get these seats crated up.

I want nothing but dust by sundown.

Rangers?

What can I do for you?

We'd like to ask you
a few questions.

Always glad
to help law enforcement.

- Why you taking these cars apart?
- They're junkers.

Stripping them down for spare parts.
Big money on the resale market.

Hey, Walker,
this Jaguar's reported stolen.

I knew that guy looked suspicious.

So I guess that gives us probable
cause to tear this place apart.

Why don't we do this the easy way?
Are you running a chop shop here?

Chop shop? Get him, boys!

Come back here.

I'm gonna ask you one more time.
Are you running a chop shop here?

I'm gonna ask you one more time.

- Are you running a chop shop here?
- Yeah, just don't hit me again.

Did you chop up a van?
A special van for the handicapped?

- You'd remember it.
- No, no. I just deal in real-people cars.

Quick-resale stuff.

- Who deals in the other stuff?
- It's a whole other bunch.

They don't chop it up.

They're stolen to order and usually
ends up in Mexico or South America.

Give me a name.

I'm telling you,
it's a whole other bunch.

All right, turn around.

Hands behind your back.

How come you look like you're ready
for an inspection and I look like mud?

Well, sometimes you eat the bear,
sometimes the bear eats you.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- Hell, I don't know.

- I'll get Forensics.
- Yeah.

You look like something a coyote's ate
and puked over a cliff.

Thank you, C.D.

- Tough day?
- Yeah.

Walker's pushing pretty hard.

He really wants to get those jerks
that stole Robbie's van.

Yeah, he'll do it too.

Any new leads
in that courthouse shooting?

No, not yet.

The guy was up there
for a long time.

They found a bunch
of French cigarettes up there, C.D.

Hey, bartender, hit me again.

- Here you go.
- Thanks.

I wanna tell you, I can't wait
for this day to be over.

That makes two of us.

Somebody tries to shoot you,
somebody tries to run you over.

Hey, hey, hey. What do you mean
they tried to run me over?

Oh, this is my imagination?

Well, how do you know they didn't
try to run you over?

Because the bad guys
hate you more.

I'll see you tomorrow morning.
We'll get back on that van.

All right. Where you going?
It's early.

I'm gonna go see Robbie,

take him that football you had
Troy Aikman autograph for you.

Always glad to help a Cowboy fan.

Why'd you try to kill me?

I was only trying to take
a shot at the million dollars.

- What million dollars?
- That's the bounty on your head.

Don't give me that crap.

You said somebody put a contract out
on Walker. Who put it out?

I told you, I don't know.
I just heard it, that's all.

You just... Take off the hat.

- You just heard it?
- Yeah.

But you don't know who put it out?

Don't play with me, Kline.
You heard about it somewhere.

- In a pool hall.
- In a pool hall.

Okay.

So if everything goes right
and you kill Walker, then what?

Then I'm in Hawaii,
surrounded by hula dancers.

Don't you see the gap here?

How are you supposed to get paid

if you don't know
who put out the contract?

Word is, you can prove it,
you'd be contacted and paid.

And how did you intend to prove it?

I was gonna give them
Walker's badge and the bloody knife.

- You son of a...
- Easy, easy, Trivette. Easy, easy.

Did you hear anything in the pool hall
about a stolen van yesterday?

Would you...? Forget about the van.

He's saying
somebody's trying to kill you.

That's their problem.
I asked you a question.

I don't know anything
about a stolen van.

- You better not be lying to me.
- Yeah.

If it's that important to you,
I'd try and cut myself a deal.

I don't know anything
about a stolen van,

but maybe we could deal on a woman
that smuggles parrots.

Easy, easy, easy.

- Wow, is it really his signature?
- Yep.

- You can ask him yourself on Sunday.
- Sunday?

Yeah, I've got two tickets to the game.
You wanna go?

- Can I, Mom? Please?
- Sure. And I'm jealous.

Well, I just stopped by
to drop the football off.

- Okay, bye, Ranger Walker.
- Bye-bye, pal.

- Thanks.
- I'll see you Sunday.

- Yeah.
- Okay.

You've been terrific.

- Well, he's a terrific kid.
- Yeah. Anything new on the van?

Well, not yet, but we'll find it.

- Thank you for everything.
- My pleasure.

All right, I've been going over this list
of people who might want you dead.

It's a big list, man.

But I think we can narrow it down

by eliminating everybody who can't
afford the million-dollar price tag.

So I say we hit the streets,

rattle some cages
and see what jumps out.

- Later.
- Later? Why later?

Because the longer
that van's missing,

the less chance we have
of getting it back.

Walker, I realize that getting the kid's
van back is important to you.

No, it's important to him.

Yeah, but half of Dallas is out there
gunning for you.

Don't you think
we should deal with this first?

Nope.

Man, I think you should lay low
for a while.

Forget it, Trivette.

We're going to Mark Burnette's house
to talk to his parents

and see who he was
running around with.

Mrs. Burnette.

How dare you come here?

I'm very sorry
about what happened to your son.

Oh, please, spare me.
You shot him, for God's sakes.

It was the last thing I wanted to do.

- Oh, is that right?
- Yes, ma'am.

- I have nothing to say to you.
- Could I talk to your husband?

My husband died many years ago.

And now my son's dead too,
thanks to you.

Are you mad enough
at Ranger Walker

that you wanna see him dead,
Mrs. Burnette?

No. I'm a Christian.

But I'm a long way from forgiveness.

Now, please just go.

Well, from the looks of this place,

she could afford
a million-dollar contract.

She wouldn't know
how to put a contract out.

She's upset, but who can blame her?

Wait. Don't go.

I was inside. I heard.

Please don't be too mad at Mom.

- What's your name?
- Rita. Mark is...

Was my brother.

I just want you to know I don't
blame you for what happened to Mark.

I appreciate that.

Mom let him have his way
with everything.

Even after he was
busted for selling drugs,

she still cut him a lot of slack.

Do you know
who your brother's friends were?

Well, he didn't have many.

Not nice ones, anyways.

Well, we're kind of looking
for the bad ones.

Well, the only one I ever met
was Chico.

He and Mark used to
go down to Mexico a lot,

probably for drugs.

Does Chico have a last name?

Never heard it.

He's a big guy with a scar
across his forehead.

Mark said it was
from a bottle of tequila.

Do you know
where we can find him?

No, I'm sorry.

But I hope you bust the guys
that got Mark into this.

- Thank you.
- Thanks, Rita.

Hey, I got that chandelier
you ordered.

- Cobalt. Morning.
- Oh, Trivette, man.

What a pleasant surprise.
Long time no see.

Not long enough, huh?

What you got in the crate?

Oh, nothing. Just a little
cheap old cut-glass chandelier.

I'm trying to make 20 bucks off of it,
selling to this guy in the shop here.

The crate is worth
more than that, Cobalt.

Walker. Don't stand close to it,
please, okay?

I wanna know about
a carjacking ring

that stole a specially built van
for the handicapped two days ago.

Would you just please keep
away from my crate, huh?

Let me guess.

Since every lowlife in Dallas
is aiming lightning bolts at Walker,

you don't want him standing
next to this merchandise

- when the thunder claps, right?
- Yeah, something like that.

So why don't you tell me
who put out the contract?

- What about the carjacking ring?
- Walker...

I don't know anything about
no carjacking ring

because that's a violent thing.
I'm not into that stuff.

So can you just keep away
from my crate?

- Do you know a guy named Chico?
- No. A little farther away?

- Who put out the contract?
- He had a big scar on his forehead.

Oh, that'd be Chico Gonzales.
Yeah, real bad actor. Real bad guy.

I'm only gonna ask you
one more time.

Can we deal with
one thing at a time?

- You know where Chico hangs out?
- Hell, I don't know. Around.

Can we continue this discussion
on the other side of the alley?

I know what this is.

This is the chandelier from the heist
at the governor's mansion last week.

- Hey, no way.
- Who put out the contract?

Frank Sandreen. That's a maybe.

Everybody thinks it's him.
Nobody knows for sure.

Excuse me.

- Frank Sandreen?
- Yeah, don't tell him I told you, okay?

Well, you busted half of his
drug operation last month.

That would make sense.

- Who does Chico run around with?
- A guy named Elwood Trask.

Last I heard, they're running
black-market contraband out of Mexico.

- Where can I find this Trask?
- Same place. Around.

Now, would you guys
do me a really big favor

and just stay away
from my truck, okay?

This is starting to get old.

So, what are we gonna do now?

I'm gonna go see Sandreen.

I'd like for you to check
with all the dealerships in town.

See if anyone bought a window
that would fit the stolen van.

You got it.

- Hey, careful with Sandreen.
- Right.

You again.

Now you're beginning to tick me off.

I got greedy.
I should've brought more help.

- Who sent you?
- Hey, I work for my own account.

Was it Frank Sandreen?

Name rings a bell,
but it really doesn't matter.

- Why?
- Because by this time next week,

I'll be onto a new job, in Fiji.

Did I fail to mention
you're under arrest?

Arrest away, Ranger.

By the time I come to trial,
you won't be alive to testify.

Right.

I don't know how much you're paying
these boys, Frank, but it's too much.

Walker, Walker, Walker.

Don't you ever get tired
of harassing me?

I'm not here to harass you.

I'm here to threaten your life.

- Come again?
- Call it off, Frank.

It's beginning to irritate me.

I'm not following you.

One more attempt on my life,
and I'm coming after you.

Oh, the contract.

So that's what all this is about.

You're talking to the wrong man.

I didn't put the contract
out on you, Walker.

I heard about it.
As a matter of fact, it troubled me.

If you're assassinated, everyone
will assume that I'm behind it.

After that unpleasantness last month
with my pharmaceutical division,

I don't need the heat.

Then who did?

I honestly don't know.

There's not an honest bone
in your body, Frank.

And nothing goes down in this town
without you knowing about it.

I really don't know
who the principal is.

But I do have an idea
who put the word on the street.

Who?

An attorney I use
on several occasions.

Milo Crane.

Nothing like a lawyer
with no scruples.

Fortunately,
there's no shortage of them.

But you don't know
who his client is?

No. Milo handles anything
that pays well.

Could be anybody.

Well, I believe you, for now.

Well, that's a first.

What do you know about
the carjacking business?

Your welcome's wearing
a little thin, Walker.

How old is your son, Frank?
About 12 years old?

What does my family
have to do with this?

A couple of nights ago,
two clowns stole a van.

A special van,

built for a handicapped little boy
about your son's age.

I want it back.

Carjacking?

That's bad business.

No volume, high-percentage risk,
and you can't swallow the evidence.

- You have any names?
- Chico Gonzales and Elwood Trask.

Chico's a real psycho.
I'm surprised he's still alive.

Last I heard, he was running
big-screen TVs into Mexico.

Elwood Trask is a bad boy
out of Chicago.

- Who's he connected to?
- I don't know.

He used to run trucks
for some local company,

for a guy named Finch, I believe,
but I heard that didn't last long.

I appreciate it.

Oh, be sure to apologize
to my staff on your way out.

Yeah, sure.

Mr. Suthers. Mr. Suthers, please,
a couple of questions.

You were brilliant, Milo.

That sob story for the jury,
it even brought tears to my eyes.

Well, I hope when you get my bill,
you're still smiling, Mr. Silk.

- Hey, what the hell are you doing?
- Who you fronting for, Milo?

I beg your pardon.

Who put the million-dollar
contract out on me?

What are you talking about?

The word on the street
is you're the middle man.

The word on the street
is that Elvis Presley's alive.

The only stonewalling you're gonna do
is head-first into one.

- Now, who's your client?
- Take your hands off me

or I'll have your department's budget
in my bank account by noon tomorrow.

And how you gonna spend it
with tubes running up your nose?

- What's going on?
- Tell your client to back off.

Ranger life has obviously
made you paranoid, Walker.

You need some time off.

What was that all about?

I was just trying to shake
a rat out of a weasel.

Any word on that van window?

No, but I got about three
more places to check.

I think I've got a lead.

Now, it's got to be here somewhere.

My filing system
leaves a lot to be desired.

Here it is.

Yep, Elwood Trask.

He drove for me for two months.

Had to can him.
He was drunk, unreliable.

- Got in a couple of fender-benders.
- How long ago was that?

Seven months.

Got any address on him?

Yeah, a hotel out on the highway.
I doubt that he's still there.

What do you guys
want him for, anyway?

We wanna talk to him
in connection with a carjacking.

Yeah, sounds like him.
Sorry I can't be more help.

Have you ever heard of a guy
named Chico Gonzales?

- Chico Gonzales?
- Yeah,

a big guy with a scar
on his forehead?

Can't say that I have.

- Thanks for your time.
- Sure. Anytime.

Everything's set up
for tomorrow night.

That could be too late, Chico.
It's getting hot.

That's the way it's gotta be.

My cousin's only working the Aduana
checkpoint from 8 to midnight.

That means we gotta roll
no later than 3:00 tomorrow afternoon.

But after that, we shut down a while.
Walker's getting too close.

Oh, I'd like to get close to Walker.

I'd pay him back
for blowing Mark away,

and make a million bucks doing it.

Hurry up, Trask. I need these loads
buttoned up by midnight.

Hell, that's not the worst of it.

I just bought a private suite
for next year's Rangers games.

But you think there's gonna be
a '95 baseball season?

I doubt it. I heard about it last year
and sold my interest in the Rangers.

Oh, thanks a lot, Harper.
You could've told me.

Now, why would I tell you, J. P?

Did you tell me last year
when you changed contractors

on your restaurant chain?
You cost me a bundle.

But, Harper, if you'd sell your cement
by the bag instead of the ounce...

You gentlemen will have to continue
this fascinating discussion without me.

- Good night, Milo.
- Good night, Milo.

The next time a deal comes up,
you give me a call. I will make you a...

I didn't take you to...

- Hey, what...?
- Keep driving.

Both hands on the wheel.

I wanna talk to you about
the contract on Ranger Walker.

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

I'm not here to play games.

The contract's been out for three days
and nobody's even come close.

Now the department's been mobilized
to watch Walker's back.

If your man wants results,
it's time you turned to a pro.

A pro, huh? And that's you?
Well, that's interesting.

You have a gun in my neck. You also
have a tape recorder in your pocket?

I'm on the inside.

I know Walker. I know his moves.
I can deliver him.

Just what did you wanna say
about this, mister?

No, now it's your turn.

Once I hit Walker, what assurance
do I have that I'll be paid?

- I have no idea.
- I said, how do I know I'll be paid?

Hey...

...l'm an attorney
with a gun in his neck.

As that attorney, my guess is that
nobody gets paid for a piece of work

till he shows
he's done that piece of work.

I can name the time, place,
caliber of the bullet.

That should be very interesting
to someone who was interested.

Walker has to testify at a sentencing
hearing tomorrow morning.

He'll be walking down the courthouse
steps after the noon recess.

I'll hit him then. Thirty-thirty.

Hell, I'll even leave
the empty shell casing.

Now, do we have a deal?

My friend...

...if I ever hear of anyone who wants
anyone killed, you're the person I'll call.

I'll call your office
once the hit is done.

I'll use the name Mr. Prudhomme.

We'll arrange for a meeting
and the payoff.

Let me off at the next corner.

What did you mean,
you're on the inside?

Texas Ranger.

Retirement will look a hell of a lot
better with a million bucks in the bank.

I'll make the hit for you,
but if you don't pay off, you're next.

Somebody get an ambulance!

And other than
a single thirty-thirty shell

found on a rooftop
adjacent to the courthouse,

there are no leads.

Speculation is that
it was an underworld hit,

but at this point,
nobody really knows.

One thing is certain.

At noon today, one of Texas'
finest Rangers passed away.

He did it, that son of a gun.

There's a Mr. Prudhomme
on line one.

Mr. Prudhomme,
you're a man of your word.

All that's left is where and when.

It'll take me a couple of hours
to get the wherewithal.

I'll meet you at the south side
of Crockett Park at 4:00.

I'll be there.

The trap has been set.

- Good work, Lou.
- Well, it's not over yet, Walker.

He's right.
We have to get the man behind this.

Well, we'll be there
when Milo makes the payoff.

You can't believe how long
I have waited to nail Milo Crane.

- Looking pretty fit for a dead man.
- I feel pretty fit.

You should've seen that paramedic's
face when Walker sat up

and showed him
that blood bag under his shirt.

Yeah, I was nervous as hell.

Even though I knew
I was firing a blank,

it's just the thought
of aiming at a fellow Ranger.

What about that van window?

Yeah, last dealership I checked
sold a rear window for that model

- yesterday morning.
- To who?

Our old friend
Finch's Trucking Company.

Finch, huh?

Let's go.

Excuse me. Don't you think
you're forgetting something?

What?

You're gonna take down Milo Crane
in three hours.

We'll be there.

"We'll be there."

I trust you saw the news?

Oh, hundreds would be just fine.

Where would you like to meet?

I'll see you there in a half hour.

Look, follow me so there's
no slip-ups, all right?

Just in case,
this is where we're heading.

Five miles apart, no speeding.

Right?

Texas Rangers. Move!
Get out of that truck.

Adolph, out of the rig. Let's go.

Hey, pal, you better move!

Hands against there.

Come on, come on, come on.

Out of there.

- Are you Trask?
- Yeah, I am.

Hold it, Finch.

Hit the deck. Now!

Well, I hope you're satisfied.

I'm ecstatic, Mr. Crane.

There's a million in here, and 100,000
for making the arrangements.

- May I ask one question?
- Of course.

How does someone like you
get involved in something like this?

Walker first harassed, then killed
someone very close to me.

A young man that had
his whole life in front of him.

Now, he made some mistakes,
but he didn't deserve to die.

Now it's settled.

You carry a mean grudge.

I've studied the great masters,
Mr. Crane.

And as a student
of Eastern philosophies,

I have learned that retribution
is the only way to cleanse the soul.

And I have learned
never to leave a witness.

Trivette, is this the van?

- Yes, it's the Robbie-mobile.
- Hot diggity dog.

- It's all been worth it, then.
- Good.

- So now can we go get the payoff?
- You bet, buddy. Let's go.

- What happened?
- It's been an hour. He didn't show.

Well, maybe he stiffed you.

No, I didn't leave him
that kind of wiggle room.

Yeah?

Alex.

- Yeah?
- So how'd it go?

It went great.
We captured the whole bunch.

Milo Crane didn't show up, though.

He's not going to, Walker.

What do you mean?

Some joggers found his body at
Lake Cliff Park about 20 minutes ago.

Whoever put the contract out on you
killed the middleman

and severed all ties to his complicity.

That means we're back to square one.

Well, not exactly.

You asked me to run a computer
check of Milo's court cases?

Yeah.

You'll never guess what name
popped up.

Ranger Walker?

Surprised to see me alive,
Mrs. Burnette?

- Well, yes. The news, it...
- I know what the news said.

You know Milo Crane,
Mrs. Burnette?

Well, yes, of course I do.

His firm defended Mark two years ago
when Ranger Walker arrested him.

- Why did you hire him?
- I didn't hire him.

My brother took care of all that.
What is all this about?

- Who's your brother?
- Harper Ridland. Why?

- The developer?
- Yes. Why?

- Who's that?
- He built half of Dallas.

When your son was arrested,
did you call your brother?

Yes, I did. I don't know about
these things. Who else would I call?

I don't know what I would've done
without Harper after my husband died.

I mean, he's been supporting us,
but more than that,

he was like a father to Mark.

They were so close.
It broke his heart when you...

When Mark was killed.

Sorry to have bothered you.

Trivette, this is something
I have to do alone.

Your bodyguard
is resting comfortably.

You should've stuck
to building bridges, Ridland.

You're under arrest.

You're still alive.

Mr. Walker...

...I have studied
with the grand masters.

And as a student
of Eastern philosophy,

I think it's important
that the people that I have to kill

know that retribution is the only way
to cleanse the soul.

And by the way,
I've never lost a fight.

There's always a first time.

You're good.

Glad you like it.

But not that good.

You son of a...

Kill me, damn it!

That'd be way too easy, Ridland.

Now, don't get nervous, Robbie.
Now, this is for the big one.

Don't get nervous.

Oh, dad-gum it, you beat me again.

- That's three in a row.
- Well, you're too tough for me.

I can't believe we are actually going
to see the Cowboys game tomorrow.

You bet.
I'm gonna pick you up at noon.

- Okay.
- All right, Robbie, it's time to go now.

Why don't you go
thank Ranger Trivette?

- Bye. See you tomorrow.
- Okay, Robbie.

Okay.

The words seem so inadequate.

- Thank you.
- It was my pleasure.

Harper Ridland confessed

and has been charged
with the murder of Milo Crane

and conspiracy to contract
the murder of a police officer.

Well, any man ought to know
that Cordell won't go easy,

no matter what you pay.

I'm just glad it's over,

because my wardrobe
can't take much more of this.

Today's been longer
than a rainy weekend.

- I'm gonna call it a night.
- Me too.

See you. Bye.

- Well, I guess it's just the two of us.
- Yeah.

Alex, did I ever tell you about the time
when the mob tried to kill me?

Once or twice.

- So how's it feel?
- What?

Not having to look
over your shoulder anymore.

Who was looking
over their shoulder?

What the devil are you doing?

Well, where is it written
that everyone in Dallas

knows there's no more
contract out on you?

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