All language subtitles for Walker s03e23 The Siege.eng

Hey, Dad, look who I found
coming through the south gate.

- Walker, it is so beautiful out here.
- Yep, sure is.

- What is that smell, C. D?
- That's called fresh air, my man.

This is the best bass fishing
and snipe hunting within 1000 miles.

Well, that's what I'm here for, boy.

- What are snipe?
- Snipes? Oh, well...

C.D. Parker, you old rhinoceros.

Hank Cotton,
you're a sight for sore eyes.

- Walker, good to see you.
- Hi, good to see you too.

What's it been now,
10 years in a row?

Oh, at least.

End of the season wouldn't be
the same without these two

coming up here and helping me catch
the big ones that the tourists missed.

- Oh, Hank, this is Alex Cahill.
- Hi.

- Jimmy Trivette.
- How are you?

- You guys ready for some fishing?
- You bet.

- That's what we're here for.
- Good.

You all met my son, Bobby.

Bobby, boy,
you look good in that uniform.

Hey, not as good as it feels, C.D.
It's been a long time coming.

Listen, he's been wanting to be
a park ranger

ever since
he was knee-high to a duck.

Just made it last month.

Congratulations, Bobby.

Thanks. I couldn't ask for a better
first assignment than Sawtooth Park.

Well, let's get your gear inside.

- What are snipe?
- Oh, snipes.

Well, a snipe is kind of a cross
between a possum and an armadillo.

- So you shoot them.
- No, no, no, you don't shoot them.

It'd tear them up too bad.
You couldn't eat them.

You mean to tell me that
you've never eaten any snipe?

Well, I didn't think you were serious.

I didn't think that they existed,
you know.

Jimmy, have I ever lied to you, son?

Excuse me, excuse me. Walker,
have you ever eaten snipe before?

Yeah, it's delicious.

It tastes kind of like
a lobster and chicken mix.

- Right, C. D?
- That's right.

- Yeah.
- That's pretty good.

Snipe. I can't believe you guys.

You went along with it.

C.D., why not?

It takes a special kind of personality,
a special kind of person.

A person that has patience,
yet perseverance...

Excuse me, excuse me.
When have I never exhibited patience?

Oh, Jimmy, I don't know if
your personality gets it or not.

- It's gonna be okay, sweetheart.
- No.

Don't worry, don't worry.

Please, mister,
I don't care what you got going on.

Just let us go.
I don't know you, I didn't see...

It's your own damn fault.

You were supposed to be
out of here by now.

Respect, huh?
Act nice. These are old people.

I tell you, kids today.

But he's right.

Whatever you want, just take it.
We can leave.

- We can leave right now.
- Yeah.

We never saw you.
We never saw you.

But you did see me.
You see, that's the problem.

- We won't say anything, I swear.
- No.

We've got social security,
the grandkids.

Oh, I don't care if
you're blowing up the world.

Please, just let us go.

You know, this is nothing personal.

Oh, no!

I just never leave witnesses.

Never.

Must be out of my mind.

Snipe. I'm beginning to believe
this is a bunch of hooey.

Oh, man.

They said I was not patient enough
to catch a snipe.

Oh, my... Man, it's a skunk!

Oh, man.

You throw a mean skunk, Cordell.

- Well, you throw a mean... C.D.
- Yeah.

See, man, I knew
there was no such thing as a snipe.

- Yeah, right.
- Oh, yeah, yeah.

- Yeah, right, right.
- Whoa, hey, hey.

Come on, you guys.
I read National Geographic.

I was just doing it
just to see how far you would go.

So are there any animals left
in the forest?

Actually, Miss Cahill,
I didn't shoot any of them.

They came with the place
when I bought it.

Last time I held a gun was Korea,

and I swore
it would be the last time too.

No, I'm a fisherman.
I'm not a hunter.

C.D. Told me
you were in the same unit in Korea.

Yeah, that's where we met.
Hated each other from the get-go.

I was a medic
and he was a squad leader.

I thought he was a loudmouth
and he thought I talked too much.

Imagine that.

Then one day, we got pinned down
together in a foxhole for 36 hours.

By the time the smoke cleared,

we'd run out of words
and we were best friends.

Been best friends ever since.

- He's Bobby's godfather.
- Oh, I know.

C.D.'s been talking about Bobby
ever since I met him.

- He's really proud of you.
- C.D.'s like a second dad.

I think he's kind of disappointed
that I didn't wanna be a Texas Ranger.

But I'm a lot like Dad.

The more time that I can spend
out in nature, the happier I am.

- Well, then you have the perfect job.
- I know.

- Hey, are you an early riser?
- That all depends.

I have to go up to the north gate
and close it off for the winter.

If you'd like to ride along,
I could show you the park.

That sounds delightful. I'd love to.

Boy, that was fun.

Don't feel bad, Mr. Trivette.
You're not the first one C.D. Sniped.

I was not sniped.

- You were sniped and skunked.
- I was not sniped.

Come on, Trivette.
It happened to me too.

Yeah, right, it happened to you.

Sure did.

The great Cherokee warrior
got himself sniped?

Yep.

All right, I don't feel so bad after all.

Of course, I was only 4 years old.

See, you guys?

Beautiful light, huh?

Sorry.

We were supposed to get new trucks
last year, but then the downsizing hit.

Maybe this year, I can get a truck with
better shocks and a police band radio.

And a little padding
for the seats maybe?

Well, if the park's closed,
what do you do all winter?

Repair hiking trails,
keep an eye out for poachers,

haul alfalfa for the deer
if the snow gets heavy,

play checkers with Dad.

Not a bad life, huh?

Sounds just about perfect.

- You have a girlfriend?
- Yeah, over in Soda Springs.

She's finishing
her last year of college.

We're going to be married in June.

- Well, that's great. Congratulations.
- Thanks.

- You married or anything?
- No.

Well, maybe to my work.

- What the heck?
- What's the matter?

Seaplanes are not allowed to land
on the lake without a special permit.

Our office has not issued one
in months.

- Well, maybe the pilot's in trouble.
- Maybe.

Looks like he's putting down
near Baker's Bait Dock.

Mind riding along
while I check it out?

You're the ranger.

Watch our backs, huh?

- Hey, Glen.
- Hey.

- Good to see you.
- How's it going, brother?

You're late, huh?

Oh, I had to go around some new
radar coming out of out of Corpus.

Got all the stuff?

Nine hundred and ninety-eight kilos
of China White.

Nine ninety-eight, huh?
What happened to the other two keys?

Freighter captain wanted
a little extra commission

before he'd open the cargo hatch.

There was nothing I could do.

No problem. No problem.

- Come on, muchachos, let's do it.
- Yeah, we're doing it.

Come on, little brother.

Drug dealers.

Bobby, don't.
There's too many of them.

Besides, I think I recognize
the one in the black suit.

If I'm right, it's Glen Larkin
and his brother, Chip.

They are not to be messed with.

Now, let's just go get Walker
and let him handle this.

By the time we got back, they'd
all be gone and so would the plane.

Look, there's a phone
inside the bait store.

Once I get a drop on them,
you go inside and call the lodge.

You get Walker
and Trivette here fast.

Bobby,
there's no place for cover out there.

Let's go, let's go.
We don't have all day. Come on.

Hold it, right there!

Put your weapons down! Do it now!

Do it now!

All right, put them down,
put them down.

Okay, okay!
Everybody, assume the position!

Get against the truck! Do it now!

Do it!

Do it!

Assume the position, now.

Kill that punk.

- Hey, come on.
- Let's go, let's go.

- They're getting away.
- Come on.

- Go to the van.
- Come on.

Come on. Let's go, let's go.

Hang on, Bobby.

Hey!

- Come on.
- Let's go, let's go.

Move.

You may want to use
a little bit heavier lure, like this.

It might help get into a Loch Leven.

You know,
they weigh as much as 90 pounds.

Ninety pounds.

So I put that in the water and then I put
my face in the freezing cold water.

And then I make little fishy noises,
right? Get out of here.

He doesn't believe me, Cordell.
Tell him.

Well, it's true, Trivette.

Like I'm gonna believe
you guys now?

- Hunters?
- Hunters don't use automatics.

Bobby's been shot!

Get him in the house.

- Let's get him in here.
- You okay, Alex?

I'm fine.

- Who are those guys?
- Drug dealers.

It's Glen Larkin and the one
next to him is his younger brother.

Who are these guys?

I don't care who they are.

Nobody comes out alive.

Nobody.

Phone's dead.

They cut the power.

Go around back and cover me.
Anything moves, kill it.

- You understand?
- Yeah.

Springer.

All right,
take John and go over there.

- Got it, boss.
- Go on.

They're spreading out.
They're surrounding the place.

Okay, watch the front.

Easy, son. Just take it easy.

You're gonna be all right, Bobby.

- How is he?
- He's lost a lot of blood.

I still haven't been able to stop
the bleeding completely.

- Where's your cell phone?
- It's upstairs in my room.

Forget it, Walker.

Cell phones, pagers,
none of that stuff works this far out.

We gotta get that boy to a hospital,
Cordell, and pronto.

Walker, they're on the move.

Who the hell is this Glen Larkin?

We think he's responsible for
supplying Dallas

with most of its heroin.

But we've never been able to
arrest him,

because he doesn't leave witnesses.

Two coming in.

Stay there!
Don't move until I tell you.

Who are these guys?

Larkin? Glen Larkin?

How the hell does he know
who you are?

Doesn't matter.
He ain't going nowhere.

How can I help you?

I'm a Texas Ranger.
We have a wounded man in here.

So what?
We got two dead men here.

I'll make you a deal.

You drive away from here,

and I won't chase you to hell and back
for what you did to him.

- But who the hell are you?
- The name's Walker.

Walker. Walker.

The only thing you're chasing,
Walker, is your tail,

and you ain't doing that
for too much longer.

No deal.

You had your chance, Larkin.

- Maybe we ought to do it.
- Shut up!

You think I stayed alive all these years
by making deals with the law, you...?

Sanders, come here. Come on.

Take some gas out of the rig.

Hurry up. What are you waiting for?

I love you.

We can't get out,
they can't get to us.

Looks like a standoff,
at least until tonight.

I don't think Larkin's
gonna wait around that long.

Cordell, you cover me,

I'll try to get to the woods
and down to Baker's for help.

You'd never make it, C.D.
Too many guns out there.

Walker, check this out.

Get behind the car.

What's going on?

They're trying to burn us out.

Nice shooting.

That was my vehicle.

- How much ammo have you got?
- Down to my last clip. You?

I got three left.

Good thing they don't know that.

Well, I think it's time
we took the fight to them.

How are we gonna do that?

This is gonna take longer
than I thought.

If you were in charge,
what would you do right now?

I don't know. I'd create a diversion
on one side of the lodge

and send a couple guys in
through a window on the other.

All right, that's good, that's good.
And what if it didn't work?

Then you wouldn't have enough men
left to cover all sides of the lodge.

No, no, no.

We can't risk leaving an opening
for them to slip away, right?

So, what do we do?

First, find out
what kind of weapons they have

and how much ammunition
they have left.

Well, it's a hunting lodge. I mean,
they could have elephant guns.

- Elephant guns?
- Yeah.

You come from the same father?

Elephant guns.

No, my guess is
they're down to small handguns.

The question is
how much ammo they have left.

Elephant guns.

The bleeding's stopped,
but he's lost a lot of blood.

Too much. He needs a transfusion.

- How we gonna do that, Hank?
- I improvised in Korea. I can do it.

What about blood type?

Well, I'm a match,
but I had a bout of hepatitis last year.

I'm B positive, if that helps.

No. Bobby's O negative.

It's a tough match.
Only another O is compatible.

What are we waiting on?

- You're an O negative?
- Yeah.

Hank,
is the backup generator working?

No, it fritzed out on me
about a year ago.

I meant to fix it.
I never got around to it.

You wanna check it out?

- I'm gonna find a way out of here.
- You going after help?

No, by the time I got back,
it might be too late.

I'm gonna try to
cut down the odds a little bit.

How are you gonna get out of here?
This place is surrounded.

I'm gonna take the high roads.

Alex, I'll need you and Trivette
on the second floor.

Here, take this.

Now.

You stay here. Tatum, go on.

Tatum. Come on.

Come on.

Walker, would you please
drop your gun?

I said, please drop your gun, now.

Chip, come over here.

Let the people inside go
and I'll let your brother go.

No deal.

You wanna see your brother alive?

He's an unarmed man.
You are a Texas Ranger.

You're not gonna harm him.

Don't shoot.

You'll hit my brother. Don't shoot.

Will you look at this crew
I gotta deal with?

Find something to tie him up with,
will you? Sit down.

Five left, including Larkin.

Your life's not worth a damn now,
ranger.

When my brother gets hold of you,

you're gonna be groveling
on your knees.

If you don't shut up, I'm gonna
stick this right in your mouth.

- Did you get any ordinance?
- Got better than that.

This is Larkin's brother.

All right, that means
they won't try to burn us out.

You got that right.

It's a good thing they don't know
we're low on ammo.

Glen, they're al...!

I said shut up.

You know, the Lord gave
Martha and I this boy late in our life,

when we'd given up all hope,

just so we'd know
what a special gift he is.

Everything's gonna be all right, Hank.
You just wait and see.

C.D.'s right.
He's gonna pull through.

Well, it's out of my hands now.

You know, Bobby was 5 years old
when Martha died.

I swear, loving this boy is
the only thing that got me through.

Oh, please, God,
don't take him now.

- How's it going?
- I think we got a shot.

How long do you think?

- Hour, maybe two.
- Okay.

Well, that ought to do it.
Thanks, C.D.

You know, there's plenty more
where that came from.

You gotta get some rest,
get your strength back.

- Is he doing better?
- Yes.

He's sleeping peacefully and his
temperature has finally come down.

- Thank God for that.
- Amen.

We're going on a scavenger hunt.

Scavenger hunt?
What does that mean, Cordell?

That means we're the spiders
and they're the flies.

You'll see what I mean.

I still don't remember
what happened.

Here, Bobby. Drink this down, son.
You're gonna feel a whole lot better.

Here, you take this, Hank.

Everyone ready?

Then let's do it.

Shut up.

Drop it.

You don't have the guts, old man.

You're right.

Hello?

It's me again.

You happy to see me?

Well, come on in, fellas.
I got something I wanna read to you.

"C.D., thanks again for all the help.

Bobby and I are taking a break
in California.

Maybe y'all could meet us for
some grunion hunting.

Well, take care and please give my
regards to Walker, Alex, and Jimmy.

Keep in touch.
Your friend, Hank Cotton."

I thought that was real nice.

- Sounds like fun.
- Yeah. I love grunion hunting.

Yeah. What are grunion?

Are those those little animals
that hop into your gunnysack at night?

- No, those are snipe.
- It's a fish, Jimmy, a fish.

Back to fish? Ninety-pound trout?

- Loch Leven.
- Loch Leven.

I love the sound of that. Loch Leven.

- You got something for me?
- Jimmy, it's true.

I mean, they're a little bony,
but it's really fun,

because you can
only catch them in a full moon.

What am I gonna do?
Go all the way to California,

stand out in the middle of the night
with a big fishing pole?

I don't think so.

Jimmy, you can't use a fishing pole.
It's illegal. So is a net.

You whistle,
they jump into your pocket?

No, no. You pick them up
with your hands on the beach

when they come up to mate
under a full moon.

Oh, yes, they come up on the beach
at night to mate under a full moon.

I'll bet you $100 each
there's no such thing as grunion,

there never were,
and there never will be.

- You're on.
- Hey, I'll take that bet.

Get the book, C.D.

- Get the book.
- You got it.

Loch Leven.

There's no Loch Leven in that book.

Let's see. Loch Leven, Loch Leven.

So?

Grunion.

Grunion, grunion. G-R...?

- Rhymes with onion.
- That helps a lot.

- Grunion.
- Snipe.

Grunion, grunion, grunion.

Grunion.

"California grunion
spawn on the beach at moonlight."

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