Original subtitles

( light rock action theme playing)

( upbeat theme playing)

(tires screeching)

Ah, Texas.

Welcome back, Ranger. Thanks.

We'll take it from here. Okay.

You know, Walker,

as soon as I get out of this situation here,

which shouldn't be too long,

I think I'm gonna get myself a cowboy outfit too.

MAN: Let's go. (laughs)

Careful with him, Quinn. He's a bad one.

Don't worry.

On Monday, Eagleton'll be arraigned

on new federal charges

stemming from his terrorist attempt in California.

Till then, he'll never be out of my sight.

(car horn honks)

Hey, cowboy, you need a lift?

(car doors open)

Oh, I missed you.

It's all over the media. You're a hero.

Well, Ranger Forestor's the hero.

How's his wife doing?

She's putting on a brave face for the kids.

The funeral was yesterday.

It was so sad.

Well...

let's go home.

(whispers): Okay.

(indistinct chattering)

Hey. GAGE: Hey, boss,

nice job getting Eagleton.

Yeah, we've got him.

Now we gotta find the man who killed Ranger Forestor.

Anything new?

Well, there was a lot of shooting that day,

but one gun did most of the killing.

SYDNEY: Thirty-ought-six.

Same rifle killed three of the Dallas police officers,

as well as Ranger Forestor.

The way we see it,

seven men were involved in the ambush.

Any leads?

No, but we might've caught a lucky break.

We lifted a partial print from a .45 caliber casing

we found at the ambush site.

Did NCIC come up with a match?

No, not yet, but we're staying on them.

So how was L.A.?

Yeah, see any movie stars?

No, but I met a Chinese cop

on loan to the L.A.P.D. from Shanghai.

I'll tell you, I'm glad he's a good guy,

because he's one tough cookie.

( suspenseful theme playing)

Punch it. Keep moving.

(tires screeching)

(gunshots)

(car horns honking)

(screams)

(tires screeching)

Where'd he go?

DRIVER: There he is, on the left.

(groans)

Hey, Fescus, you're the only one left alive.

Give me the key.

Drop it.

Stop the car.

(tires squealing)

Let's get out of the car. What do you say, huh?

Real easy.

(gunshot)

( light rock action theme playing)

♪ 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 gonna see ♪

♪ When you're in Texas Look behind you ♪

♪ 'Cause that's where The Ranger's gonna be ♪

( suspenseful theme playing)

All right, according to the D.P.S. report,

a single shooter took out three of the marshals

from the chopper.

Then according to the witnesses,

the driver was killed by the man who escaped.

Eagleton.

Wait a minute. How could Eagleton set all this up

when he's been on ice since you took him down in L.A.?

Yeah, but his organization in Texas hasn't been on ice.

And now they have their leader back.

Yeah.

Welcome back, sir.

Thank you. It's good to be back.

You were right. Mott is the best.

It was a walk in the park.

Mr. Harding wants to see you.

He wasn't too happy about that fiasco in California.

We have a trick or two left up our sleeve.

We've got a ballistics report.

The weapon that killed the three marshals this morning

is the same weapon that killed Tom Forestor

and the three Dallas officers

when Eagleton escaped custody last week.

Walker.

Okay. Hold on, Trivette.

I'll put you on the speaker. Go ahead.

TRIVETTE (on speaker): NCIC gave us a name to go with that partial print

on the .45 shell casing found at the ambush site.

Lorenzo Small, a.k.a "Big Tiny" Small.

Where can we find him?

He's a bartender at a merc watering hole called

the Lock 'N Load Lounge.

Okay. Thanks, Trivette.

You know, maybe some of the crew

that sprang Eagleton last week hangs out there.

Yeah, maybe.

Gage, I want you to go to the Lock 'N Load undercover

and see what they say

after Sydney and I arrest Small.

You got it.

Let's go see Alex and get a warrant.

Okay.

(rock music playing)

(people chattering)

Boys, I been with the Eagle.

You ain't gonna believe what he came up with.

What? What?

Uh-uh. Right now it's on a need-to-know,

but it is gonna change everything.

Hey, butthead, what are you looking at?

Not much, dog breath.

Lorenzo Small?

Nobody calls me Lorenzo.

Well, that's what the warrant says, Lorenzo.

You're under arrest. For what?

For the murder of four Dallas police officers

and a Texas Ranger.

That's crap.

If I wanted any crap out of you, little girl,

I'd kick it out of you.

We're not gonna ask you again, Lorenzo.

Stick it, Ranger.

(grunts)

(glass shatters)

You don't wanna get us mad, Lorenzo.

GAGE: Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Wait a minute. Are we just gonna sit here

and let this happen? Come on.

Easy, boys. A little girl with a gun.

Well, hello, there, little girl.

You know, I got another gun you could play with.

Actually, I prefer something in a much larger caliber.

Hey, man,

messing with Texas Rangers like that. Are you crazy?

That ain't crazy. It's just stupid.

How many times do I have to say it?

I didn't kill the Ranger or any other cop.

And how many times do I have to say it doesn't matter?

I can put you at the scene with a gun,

and it's murder one.

I don't know too many guys

who'd take a lethal injection just to protect his buddies.

It would take quite a friend.

SYDNEY: Yeah, I would say,

but would they do the same for you?

Not that I'm gonna take it,

but what are you offering?

The name of the shooter buys you life without parole.

Give up the rest of the gang, and it's straight life.

You could be out in 12 years.

Rats don't last two minutes in prison.

No one will know you rolled.

SYDNEY: We'll put it out on the street

that we just couldn't crack you.

I don't have to testify?

Not if you give us the names

of the team that sprung Eagleton.

(sighs)

Deal.

Who's the shooter?

Everyone was shooting. It was just a diversion.

Mott took out the Ranger and most of the cops.

Who's Mott?

Never saw him before that day,

and I haven't seen him since.

He's a marksman that Eagleton lined up from prison.

What's his full name?

I don't know. They just called him Mott.

That makes Mott the shooter in the chopper too.

(spectators clapping)

(horse neighing)

(horse neighing)

( dramatic theme playing)

Is that the Eagle?

In the flesh.

That man's got more lives than a litter of bobcats.

Yeah, and he's gonna need all of them.

You let me down, Eagleton.

We lost a battle, not the war.

According to your manifesto,

the cleansing's supposed to begin one week from today.

And it will.

How? I've already lost $2 million financing

this California adventure.

You have no weapons. You're back at square one.

I still have my organization and a new idea,

one with catastrophic effect and no chance of failure.

Yeah? And what is this gonna cost me?

A hundred grand,

and the use of your ranch for a staging area.

For what?

It's all in here.

You can do this?

Yes, I can.

Then make it happen.

There was a day when the country

would stick up for the people.

Hey, that day coming back, bro.

Yeah, yeah, there's still people

who'll stick up for the country

instead of trying to suck it dry.

Tell you what. After the day of cleansing,

all them bloodsucker's gonna die of thirst.

(laughing)

The Eagle's gonna see to that.

(laughing): That's right. Now pay up.

Pay up, pay up, whatever. That's my quarter.

I'm up next, all right?

(laughs)

Get lost.

You heard him.

Fight for your country and it dumps on you,

I can't do anything about that,

but a couple of loudmouths like you,

that I can do.

Challenging a Ranger is stupid,

but messing with us, now that's just plain crazy.

Yeah, well, the way I see it,

you guys are bunch of pansies,

bitching about the country going down the tubes

and not doing anything about it.

How you didn't even have the guts to do anything

about that Ranger taking your pal out of here.

Hey, someone is doing something about it, okay?

Who's that? This Eagle fool

you keep jaw-jacking about? Give me a break.

Hey, man, you don't know what you're talking about.

The Eagle's gonna... Shut up, Cody.

Get out of here.

I'm gone. Who wants to hang out

with a bunch of lightweights anyway?

Yeah, lightweights that kicked your butt.

Next time you want a piece one on one,

you give me a call.

Well, the buzz is about something called

the cleansing, but that's all I can get.

These guys are a pretty tight group

and I can't seem to get inside.

Maybe what you need is a little help.

Hm, I don't know if I like the sound of that.

What do you think this cleansing thing is all about?

Let's find Eagleton and ask him.

Hello, Sammo. Hi. How are you?

Good. Sammo Law, the L.A. cop I was telling you about.

Oh.

This is Rangers Gage, Cooke and Trivette.

Hi, it's nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

And Deputy D.A. Alex Cahill.

The one who owns the Ranger's heart.

Well, I don't know about owns,

but it's a pleasure to meet you.

What are you doing in Dallas, Sammo?

I'm here to help you catch Eagleton.

Oh. Well, I don't mean to sound disrespectful,

but isn't that a little out of your jurisdiction?

Actually, I invited Sammo here.

And I thank you, Ranger Walker.

Let's get to work.

Walker says you've got a unique fighting style.

Can't wait to see it.

I hope you don't.

(laughs)

It was really nice to meet you,

but I've gotta go. I'm due back in court.

You know what? I've gotta get to a deposition too, so...

It is true what you said about Texas women.

They're very beautiful.

I like this guy.

(laughs)

Do you have any leads on where Eagleton is hiding?

No. We've got surveillance going on his known associates.

We're waiting for one of them to lead us to him.

The men we arrested in L.A. gave us three names.

Mott. We know this guy.

Yeah. That's the sharpshooter

that killed Ranger Forestor

and helped Eagleton escape from the Federal Marshals.

Unfortunately, we still don't have any lines on him.

Benny Tumwater?

Mott's brother-in-law.

Maybe he can lead us to Mott.

And what's Harding's connection?

The man I questioned heard Eagleton say

his name four times. That's all.

All right, then I'll cross-reference Harding

with Eagleton, see if something comes up.

Okay. Gage, do you think you can get back

into the Lock 'N Load without getting any more bruises?

Yeah, I'll give it a try.

Benny Tumwater. Did he say where we could find him?

Yes. With the lions and tigers.

Benny Tumwater?

Yeah. What do you want?

We wanna know about a guy named Mott.

Never heard of him.

He is married to your sister, Gloria.

Oh, yeah, that one.

(laughs)

Last I heard, they got a divorce.

Where can we find him?

No idea.

Maybe if we take you down to Ranger Headquarters

and question you, it'll help jog your memory.

Uh, just let me feed the animals

while I... I think about it and then I'll...

Oh! Oh!

(grunts)

(growls)

Nice throw, Sammo.

He has a big head.

What do you guys want?

What's Mott's full name?

Ron. Ron Mott.

I don't like the guy. Gives me the creeps.

A man I arrested said you steal animals for him.

No way. Hey, who the hell is this guy?

He's a man you don't wanna mess with.

So's Mott.

But this man's standing over you,

and he's a Chinese martial arts master.

Have you ever heard of the Chinese pretzel?

No. Why?

Well, if you don't tell us what we wanna know,

he's gonna give you one.

(elephant trumpets)

Okay. Okay, okay, okay.

Sometimes, when there's a cat

or another big game animal to be put down,

I arrange it so Mott can get the animal first.

What does he do with them?

Takes them out into the bush,

let's them loose, tracks them down and he kills them.

Where can we find Mott?

Okay, Sammo, give him the Chinese pretzel.

Okay, okay, okay.

He has an apartment,

Preston Arms south of the Beltline, number 904

That's all I know.

And whatever you do,

please, please don't tell him I told you.

(tiger growling)

Here.

Chinese pretzel.

(monkey gibbers)

(knocking on door)

(beeping)

I have a strange feeling.

That's what we call hugot in Chinese.

(beeping)

Come on.

( suspenseful theme playing)

(bomb beeping)

Benny called Mott.

Yeah. Let's look around.

(beeps)

ROCKY (on speaker): Hey, Ron, it's Rocky. Just checking in to see

if we're still on for tonight. Let me know.

Let's see who Mott last called.

(beeps)

(auto-dialing)

(phone line ringing)

ROCKY: Westmore Ranch. Rocky Fields at your service.

Hello? Hello?

(phone beeping)

So how did Walker get on to you?

My ex-brother-in-law.

(laughs)

Well, at least he had the sense to warn me.

EAGLETON: Yeah.

It's my leak. I'll plug it.

You do that.

You know that Chinese cop

is in Texas working with Walker.

I'm glad to hear that.

You'll need to kill both of them

before this cleansing thing gets started, all right?

Consider it done.

Attaboy.

Hey, sorry about earlier.

Don't take it personal. Lomax ain't so bad.

He's a flake, Cody.

The men I served with went to the wall,

and a lot of them didn't come back.

Hey, we're the same way, man. We're a tight unit.

It takes a pretty tight unit to whip one guy, huh?

CODY: Man, if you only knew.

So tell me, Cody. Tell me about it.

What the hell are you doing here?

Actually, I came back to whip your butt,

unless you need your tight unit to back you up.

I don't need nobody.

TRIVETTE: Texas Rangers.

We have a warrant for the arrest of Cody Danner.

Yeah, well, he's not here,

so why don't you get your butts out of here?

Shut up.

I've seen a mug shot of Cody. Turn around.

Put your hands behind your back.

You're under arrest for unpaid parking tickets.

Unpaid parking tickets? Are you kidding me?

You guys gonna let this happen?

Hey, chill. No, I'm not gonna chill.

I don't even know this guy

and I'm a better friend to him than you are.

And what I said was, why don't you guys take off?

Now you're under arrest.

GAGE: That's why this country's self-destructing, man.

Hey, man, you awake?

I am now.

What's your name, anyway?

My friends call me Whiplash.

Cool.

Hey, what you tried to do for me today,

it took a lot of heart.

I didn't do nothing for you.

I just hate Texas Rangers and any goon squad they hire

to protect the rich from the poor, okay?

Yeah, I hear you, but thanks anyway.

TRIVETTE: All right, the Rocky Fields

that's on Mott's answering machine

is the foreman at Westmore Ranch.

They offer week-long riding clinics.

Does he have a record?

No, but get this.

The owner of Westmore Ranch is one Linus Harding.

Harding? That name I heard in L.A.

A regular contributor to ultra right-wing causes.

Basically, he's a heart-and-soul bigot.

Which means we can tie Eagleton to Mott,

and Mott to Rocky who works for a very wealthy

racist who's probably picking up the tab.

Are you going to question him?

Not yet, Sammo.

If Harding is involved,

we shouldn't let him know we're on to him.

It worked, Walker.

Someone's posting bail for Cody and Gage.

Who?

A lawyer known to represent supremacist groups.

Naturally, he wouldn't divulge his client.

Gage could be in.

But only holding one hand of the octopus.

You're right, Sammo.

Sydney, I want you to check

into the Westmore Ranch as a guest.

Okay.

Try to get close to this Rocky Fields.

See what you can find out about Harding.

You got it.

All right, what the hell's going, man? Where are we going?

Who put up my bail?

You'll find out.

Hello, loudmouth. Keep walking. Keep walking.

Don't tell me you're the one who put up my bail.

Nope, but some like-minded friends of mine did.

Yeah? Why?

Someone wants to meet you.

Who might that be? You'll find out.

This means you're in, Whiplash.

Right, Lomax?

I'm in what?

You wanted a war? History will remember

the day of cleansing as the big one.

It all starts tomorrow morning.

Go with Cody. Do what he says.

( suspenseful theme playing)

( upbeat theme playing)

Welcome to the best riding school in Texas, ma'am.

Well, thank you.

I'm Rocky Fields.

No.

Yep. My real name.

Folks all come from Oklahoma.

Well, that explains it then, doesn't it?

You know, I'll bet you got a big old six shooter too,

don't you, Rocky?

Oh, well, ma'am...

Uh, you know, ma'am is nice,

it's rustic and all,

but why don't you just call me Kate?

Okay. As in Katherine Cutler?

Yes, the textile Cutlers.

Recently divorced and here to recover

what little dignity I might have left.

Well, you've come to the right place, Kate.

It'd be my honor to show you to your private cabin.

Teach you how to work the hot tub,

help you fluff your pillows and so on.

And so on sounds pretty interesting.

(horse neighing)

( suspenseful theme playing)

They say good things about you,

but I'd rather judge for myself,

so who the hell are you?

Mike Judson.

Everybody calls him Whiplash.

Whiplash?

Yeah, you ride my tank,

you'd better bring a neck brace.

Tanks. What unit?

Second Cav, Company A.

First ones over the berm in the Big Storm.

Yeah, you boys did some good work.

Set the pace for the whole thing.

Well, enough of this small talk, okay?

What's this all about?

I need one more driver.

One who's extremely cool under fire.

Could you be that man?

What kind of fire?

The biggest fire imaginable.

Okay, just hold on a second. It's the guy from the zoo.

Put him on the speaker.

This is Walker.

I know where Mott'll be at 3:00 this afternoon.

Where?

Meet me at Diarama at 2:30.

Say something to make me believe it.

There's a lion that'll be put down with lung disease

unless Mott takes the delivery by 3:00.

He always wanted to bag a lion.

I want to get this psycho out of my life, okay?

Now remember, 2:30, Diarama.

A trap.

Yep.

So let's go get trapped.

( suspenseful theme playing)

What are you doing, buttercup?

Oh, you scared me there.

(laughs) I'm sorry.

You know, I'm just trying to find the real West.

The only thing I've seen so far is the inside of my cabin,

and that riding ring over there.

What's going on out here?

Well, honey, this area's off limits to guests.

Oh.

If you wanna experience the real West,

you and me ought to go for a trail ride.

Well, now, just who's gonna be riding whom?

Well, if you're a good girl,

I might just let you ride old Thunderhead.

Yeah, that sounds really interesting,

but all of a sudden I have this really bad headache

and I'll just, you know what?

I'll see you later. Thank you.

(rifle cocking)

TRIVETTE (on radio): Look out!

( suspenseful theme playing)

Where is he, Trivette?

Okay, he's off the roof.

He's moving west towards the camels.

He's coming towards the monkeys, Sammo.

Head towards the kangaroos in case he takes a left.

(gibbers)

Sammo, he took the left.

Walker, he's going towards the tiger habitat.

Take your next right.

(roars)

Heads up, Sammo. He's coming right at you.

(gun cocks)

(grunts)

(snorts)

Go ahead, Walker. Do it.

That'd be too easy, Mott.

Book him, Sammo.

You won't get your assignments till morning,

but know this.

You're playing the most important part

in the cleansing.

We leave at dawn to be in formation

at the Westmore Ranch at 0700.

Is the Eagle gonna be there?

Yeah, he'll be there.

All right.

(all clapping)

Hey!

Where do you think you're going?

Lock 'N Load for a brew.

No, you're not. We're on lockdown.

No passes, no exceptions.

Yeah, we're at Defcon One, man.

You guys really talk that way?

Hey, pal, we got a lot riding on this

so let me make it simple.

Nobody leaves. Lock him in, Cody.

CODY: Yes, sir.

(rooster crows)

(indistinct chattering)

Get me Walker now.

Walker, this is Oklahoma City all over again.

They've got enough ammonia nitrate

and sodium phosphate here at the Westmore Ranch

to make the Federal Building look like a camp...

Still got a headache, buttercup?

Not anymore, but you do.

(phone ringing)

Put her in one of the trucks.

They've got Sydney.

I'll roll the entire company. Okay.

I'll get the warrants.

Gentlemen, today we will make a statement

that'll resonate in the hearts of every true American.

We will no longer tolerate genetically inferior races

sucking us dry with financial tricks

and then taking our jobs.

The first shot fired will not be from a gun,

but it will be heard around the world.

I will promise you that.

Yeah!

Ten trucks loaded with four times the charge

it took to level the Federal Building in Oklahoma City.

Ten strategic targets, from foreign banks

and black churches, to liberal courthouses,

to City Hall itself.

You, gentlemen, are the first wave

of a new order for the new millennium.

Your actions will be the cue for the revolution to begin.

You'll each find a map to your individual target

on the seat of your assigned truck.

In the cab of each truck there's a wire loop.

All you have to do is pull it.

When you pull the loop, the chemicals begin to mix

and you've got four minutes

to get as far away from there as you can.

Once you pull that loop,

even divine intervention can't reverse the process.

At 9 on the dot, pull your loops.

The bloodsuckers should be arriving for work at that time.

Once the explosions go off, a team of snipers will move

into position and open up

on all fire, police, and EMT units.

The demo team will take out

all television and radio stations.

Each unit will take its cue

from the initial explosions.

Destruction of this magnitude is unfortunately necessary,

because when the people see

how impotent their government is,

they will rise up and ask for change.

We are that change, and the change is now.

Today is the day of cleansing.

MAN: Amen. Yeah!

(all cheering and applauding)

MAN: All right, come on. Let's roll.

Let's roll it. Come on.

You wanted action, bro? You got it.

(grunts)

Foolproof, huh? Shut up, Harding.

( suspenseful theme playing)

(grunts)

(siren wailing)

TRIVETTE (over speaker): Texas Rangers. Drop your weapons

and get down on the ground.

I said stop!

(sirens wailing)

Where's Sydney?

She's in back of one of these trucks.

(indistinct shouting)

Ah, nothing.

She's gotta be in the back of that one.

Come on, Sammo.

Whatever you do,

don't let him pull the wire loop in the cab of the truck.

If he does, it'll explode in four minutes,

and you can't stop it.

( action theme playing)

There he is.

Jim, contact DPD.

Have them set up roadblocks at Elm, Houston and Commerce.

(siren wailing)

(beeping)

Eagleton!

(groans)

He pulled the loop. Stay here.

(beeping)

Get out of here, Sammo.

Where you go, I go.

We have two and a half minutes, Walker.

Say your prayers.

I already have.

( suspenseful theme playing)

One and a half minutes.

(car horns honking)

SAMMO: One minute.

If we wait any longer,

our prayers will not be answered.

Okay, Sammo, jump!

I'm not even gonna think the worst.

Oh, dear God.

(people screaming)

God.

Walker, it is a good day to live.

That it is, Sammo.

( mellow theme playing)

So did you enjoy your stay, Sammo?

Yes. Texas is a wonderful country.

You liked the Ranger Museum in Waco?

Yes, very much.

And what about the Alamo?

Yeah, I remember it very much.

(all laugh)

I must go, but I'll miss you all.

We'll miss you too, Sammo.

Pleasure working with you.

The pleasure was all mine.

Goodbye, Walker. Bye.

Bye-bye. GAGE: See you later.

Take care. Bye-bye.

You were right, Walker.

I'm glad Sammo's one of the good guys too.

Yeah. Yep.

( upbeat theme playing)

♪ 'Cause the eyes Of the 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 ♪