All language subtitles for Walker, Texas Ranger - S04E14 - Break In.en

( dramatic rock theme playing)

Okay, boys, let's go.

Hey, hey, ease up.

My nerves are dancing, man.
You don't know Joey Galloway.

Once I take the stand,
he's not going to let up.

I'm gold to you guys, right?

Yeah, you're gold, Kenyon.

Your testimony's gonna put
Galloway away 'till doomsday.

I don't know.

(nervous laughter)

Even behind bars,
he's got ways to find me.

WALKER: Well, you don't have

much of a choice.

It's either testify or do 50.

Look, don't sweat it.

They're gonna bury
you so deep in that

witness protection program,

we're not gonna
be able to find you.

Nelson and Collins are here.

Looks like somebody's
throwing a party.

Yeah.

What's going on?

We're uh, prepping a luncheon

for a wedding party at noon.

I gotta be here at 8 a.m.

What a life.

(chuckles)

How you doing?

Did you get the orders?

Mm-hm.

(elevator dings)

There we go.

(knock on door)

(gun cocks)

Bet you guys are glad to see us.

WALKER: It's been
a long 12 hours.

How's our star witness?

Don't ask.

You bring any more booze?

NELSON: Why don't you
eat something, Kenyon?

I'm drinking my breakfast.

So how's the new baby, Jack?

Cries all night. But I tell you,

Mary and I were trying to
have this kid for two years.

All yours, guys.

Thanks.

Thanks.

( mysterious theme playing)

MAN: Nobody crosses me

and lives to tell about it,

especially some wimp accountant.

Right, right.

I know that, Charlie,

but I'm taking out Mr. Kenyon
and the Texas Rangers.

Nobody messes
with Joey Galloway.

(car starting)

They're gone.

Right.

( suspenseful theme playing)

Kenyon, you really
ought to eat something.

(guns cock)

(gunshots)

(screams)

Joey knows I would
never turn on him.

No way!

Please!

(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 ♪

MAN: Forward, halt.

Firing position, move.

Ready, aim, fire.

Ready, aim, fire.

Ready, aim, fire.

Present, halt.

(playing "Amazing Grace")

(baby crying)

(baby cries)

TRIVETTE: Walker?

Special Agent Jack
Harris, Cordell Walker.

You said you wanted to see him?

Yeah, that's right.

What are the chances of
keeping Galloway in prison

without Kenyon's testimony?

(scoffs)

Well, right now, Galloway's
in for racketeering.

But his lawyers are working
overtime to reverse that.

We want him on murder one.

We need hard evidence to do it.

Did you know Pete Darnell?

Hitman? Yeah.

They just took him
into custody in Houston.

Everybody knows the name,

but nobody knows the face.

Are you thinking

what I think you're thinking?

I wanna go in as Pete Darnell
and I'll get your evidence.

Wait. You wanna go
inside the slammer?

You wanna assume the identity
of a guy that actually exists?

That's right.

The last guy we sent in there

got a screwdriver
through his neck, Walker.

How about it?

When?

Now.

( dramatic theme playing)

(inmates clamoring)

MAN 1: Let's go.

(chains rattling)

(all clamoring)

MAN 1: Hey, I'm talking to you.

MAN 2: Hey, lip, come on out.

MAN 1: Let's go.

All right, listen up.

(whistles)

Well, gentlemen,

I'm Assistant
Warden Harold Wells.

And this man here
is my chief of guards,

Captain Shankley.

WELLS: And you
best listen to him,

very carefully.

Know it now.

Life as you knew it
has ceased to exist.

Welcome to purgatory.

Now, the only way
to survive purgatory

is to follow the rules.

My rules.

This is a
maximum-security facility

and you men are in
here to do hard time.

Some of you are
gonna die in here.

Some of you,

are gonna think dying
was the easy way out.

There are no innocent
men inside these walls.

You all belong here.

Move them out.

MAN 1: Yeah.

MAN 2: You bought it, boy.

(inmates clamor and taunt)

(chains rattling)

GUARD 1: Step forward.

Okay, next.

( suspenseful theme playing)

(buzzer)

GUARD 2: Here you go.

These are yours.

Three-thirteen. Cell block six.

Let's go, convict.

SHANKLEY: Go on, you heard him.

( ominous theme playing)

(buzzer)

Where did you transfer in from?

Harriston.

Maine winters, you know.

As soon as I got the
call, I was already packed.

Yeah, well, since
you're new here,

let me give you
a piece of advice.

You watch who it
is you antagonize.

That guy back there?

Just letting him
know who's boss.

You know who that guy was?

That's Pete Darnell, the Iceman.

That's the Iceman?

Everything that guy
touches turns to rigor mortis.

He's got over 50 scores.

Five years ago, he busts out
of Attica and wastes a judge.

Now he's here finishing
out that sentence

and waiting on a
trial on the last one.

I mean, this is his
kind of neighborhood.

He's in the same
block as Joey Galloway.

All highliners.

MAN 1: Y'all make me sick.

( ominous theme playing)

(buzzer)

(inmates grumbling)

(saw buzzes)

MAN 1: All right,

you use your lathe, like that?

MAN 2: Yeah, give
me another minute.

You gotta clamp it down.

MAN 1: Go easy with that, man.

MAN 2: Clean that up.

MAN 2: Yeah,
that's it right there.

Shave it down more.

Yeah, all right.

My new neighbor,
Mr. Pete Darnell.

MAN: Iceman cometh.

There was a rumble
he was coming in

and he don't look too friendly.

In his line of work, you
can't afford to be friendly.

(buzzer)

Hey, let's eat.

MAN 1: Let's go, guys.

MAN 2: Feels good.

Let's move, convicts.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Let's move!

You too.

MAN 1: It's quitting time.

Did you hear me? Back off, man.

Assume it.

What are you doing here?

Your contact's the chaplain.

GUARD: You okay over there?

I don't need any help.

Let's go!

GUARD 1: Let's move, gentlemen.

MAN 2: Stay alive.

GUARD 2: Come on.

All right, everybody
in their cells.

( ominous theme playing)

( ominous theme playing)

After mess hall tonight,

Mr. Galloway's extending
you an invitation.

Yeah, good fight
on cable tonight.

Decent food, bonded whisky

and intelligent conversation.

Things you don't usually
find in a maximum lockup.

Well, tell him thanks,
but no, thanks.

At Harriston, you uh,

you know a guard named Quintero?

Yeah, who doesn't know Quintero?

He's meaner than
the devil himself.

Except he's a con, not a guard.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Is he still there?

Yeah, he's still
there, for life.

You uh,

You spotted that
envelope, didn't you?

You wonder what
was in that envelope?

Love letter?

Harriston holds
a nasty population

but you're gonna find out
we can be even nastier.

I'm starting to get worried
here, guys. What's up?

Hey, a tough guy, huh?

(laughter)

I know what I see.

I see Galloway's got more
protection than the warden.

He's probably making
more money in here

than he did out on the street.

You should learn how
to keep your mouth shut.

A guy's gotta know
the score. I'm curious...

Don't be.

Now, you spot something,
you just keep on walking.

You don't want Joey
Galloway on you.

Now, you do your job,
you keep your mouth shut

and you uh,

you don't try to cut
in on anything, huh?

(chuckles)

Harriston.

(laughs)

( suspenseful theme playing)

Let me ask you.

(groaning)

There.

That's it.

Yeah, I know, I know.

I know that.

MAN 1: That's right. I got two.

MAN 2: Pump it, man.

Yeah? Here's a new one.

That's him.

MAN 2: Pump it out. Pump it out.

MAN 3: I don't
know, but check it out.

Hold on a minute.

MAN 1: What's up, lady?

MAN 2: Look up,
eh. Look at this.

MAN 3: He only just got here.

Charlie, I want you to hear me.

You tell those
damn Apaches just...

All right, Cheyennes, whatever.

Tell them they're gonna buy
their slot machines from us.

They argue, tell them they got
another massacre on their hands.

They're getting rich, Charlie.

First the bingo,
now the casinos.

Move in. I want
part of the action.

Chaplain wants to see you.

What does he want?

How in the hell should I know?

Maybe he wants to
take your confession.

Come on, let's go.

MAN 1: Why they always mess

with that new guy?

MAN 2: Come on,
clear off the floor.

I don't trust new guys.

Check him out.

You can't keep it
all to yourself, Joey.

It ain't like it is
out on the street.

I'm here.

GALLOWAY: You're nothing, Dunne.

You couldn't make
it on the streets,

you can't make it in here.

You couldn't make it in Podunk.

We'll see, Joey.

We'll see.

( ominous theme playing)

Hey, uh, Pete,
just out of curiosity,

how did you kill all
those guys, anyway?

One at a time.

Come on, open the door.

Here's your man, Carberry.

Thank you, Captain Shankley.

Yeah.

Sorry I had to pull you
out of the yard like that.

I'm Chaplain Carberry.

What's this all about, chaplain?

Something's come up.

Galloway was sentenced
to ten years for racketeering.

It's been reduced to five.

Good behavior.

You bet someone
in the warden's office

had something to do with that.

How long has he been in?

Close to five.

Well, that doesn't
give me much time.

I'm gonna have to
get close to him fast.

(saw buzzing)

Did you unload your conscience?

Did the chaplain make
you say you're sorry?

Did you bare your soul to him?

No, I didn't bare
my soul to him.

But I'm gonna bare
my fist in your face

if you don't get
the hell out of here.

(snickers)

You're dumb, you know that?

Joey Galloway's
the big-man in here,

more than even the warden.

You need something,
booze, drugs, he's the guy.

And I'm kind of like
his point man, see?

So it pays to be nice to me too.

You savvy?

( rock theme playing)

MAN 1: Well, well,

here comes Mr. Antisocial.

Take a couple of
boys, try him out.

All right?

What are you gonna
do, Iceman? Melt?

SHANKLEY: Enough!

I don't know about you
but I don't like that guy.

You don't need to.

You know, you're
bucking for solitary, Darnell.

Don't try putting me
in the hole, Shankley,

because sooner
or later, I'll be out.

Know what I mean?

MAN: All right, come on.

I hear you're king of
the hill around here.

If you wanna talk, it's
by appointment only.

Murphy, it's okay.

What can I do for you?

I want a cell phone
and some real food.

You know, there's a kind of
guy who can eat airline food

and then ask for seconds.

I don't think you're
that kind of guy.

Why don't you
join me for dinner?

( ominous theme playing)

(crickets chirping)

(radio plays classical music)

Hey, hey, hey,
it has to be done.

One time I had a guy
come in carrying a knife.

Another time, it was
a guy wearing a wire.

Not very smart, were they?

Join me.

Voilà.

Help yourself.

Cognac.

Very nice.

But it dulls the senses.

Always alert, huh?

That's a very
impressive quality,

but it's not necessary here.

Join me, huh? I'd
consider it a favor.

Murphy, I need to
talk with my guest.

(crickets chirping)

Yeah, I had a lot of action
on the outside, a lot of heat.

I'll be damned if I was
gonna let being in here

break the momentum.

Well, looks to me like
you haven't missed a beat.

It's like staying
in a good hotel.

You'd be surprised
what a little cash will buy.

I put together a very
nice operation in here.

The ability to inspire
unquestionable loyalty.

That's how it's done.

Well, I have a better way.

Yeah? What?

Fear.

How'd you wind up in here?

Oh, I blew this guy
away at a fish market.

You did it personally?

Yeah.

Why didn't you
have your men do it?

Well, like you say,
it was personal.

And I'll tell you
something, Darnell,

it was very gratifying.

So, what was your
most gratifying hit?

I don't talk business.

Ah, come on.

You trust me, I trust you.

My most gratifying hit?

Yeah.

Well, I did this hit once,

and my employer decided
that it would be cheaper

to take me out than to pay me.

So we met late one night
at a rendezvous point,

brought along the briefcase,
supposedly with my money in it.

Hands it out to me and
shoots me with the other hand.

But he made one big mistake.

He didn't make sure I was dead.

When I recovered,
I tracked him down,

followed him to a
nightclub one night,

waited for him outside.

He comes out, starts
walking to his car.

I thought, you know, it'd
be too easy to shoot him.

So I take my garrote,
sneak up behind him.

Just as he sticks
the key into the lock,

I loop the garrote over
his neck and start pulling.

I can hear the tendon snapping

and there's blood
all over my hand.

And I give it a jerk

and his head falls
right off his shoulders.

(clears throat)

I'd have to say that was
my most gratifying hit.

Well, the Iceman.

It fits.

Me, I started out on the
streets. Running my own gangs,

a little of this,
a little of that,

one thing lead to another.

I did whatever it
took to get to the top.

How about you?

My family was rich.

I just like to kill.

You know, there's
not many men I trust.

In fact, none, except maybe you.

You think I can
trust you, Darnell?

What do you want?

I got a problem

and I'd consider it a
personal favor if it got solved.

Over there.

GALLOWAY: White-trash rednecks.

Name's Dunne. He runs them.

He's pushing me into a turf war.

First, he wanted to carve
up the drug action in here

and now he wants it all.

He goes down, the others
will fold, they'll scatter.

Why me?

You are the best.

I need to move around.

It can be arranged.

Nine-thirty tonight.

(thunder rumbles)

( ominous theme playing)

Galloway wants me
to take someone out.

If I do it, I pass the test.

CHAPLAIN: Who's the target?

The Aryan leader, Dunne.

What do you need?

Well, I need that body wire.

Also, contact Trivette.

Tell him to meet me at
the machine shop at 10:00.

Here's the wire.

I'll take care of the rest.

If you're caught wearing
that, no one can help you.

Well, that's my job, chaplain.

Why are you doing it?

A life dedicated
to saving souls.

I'm lucky if I've
managed to salvage one.

Maybe helping you get Galloway

is the only way to see
something accomplished.

Look out for yourself, Walker.

Yeah, you too.

( mysterious theme playing)

(thunder rumbles)

(grunts)

( suspenseful theme playing)

(thunder rumbles)

He's all yours.

We have a tornado
watch in effect.

It's a big storm, folks,
and it's blowing our way,

so let's not panic.

Let's be prepared. Keep your
flashlights, portable radios...

Iceman.

First-aid kits handy and
stay tuned for updates.

You got yourself a visitor.

What are you doing here?

I had to see you, Darnell.

Jimmy is out of the picture.

Gone. It's only you, baby.

How so?

I'm not gonna see him anymore,

and I want you back.

I need you.

I'll make you real
happy, you'll see.

I'm sure you will, baby.

But I can't leave just yet.

No, Darnell, I need
you. I need you now.

I said I can't leave just yet.

You're so stubborn.

You never listen to me.

Win some, lose some.

Hey, Darnell.

Mr. Galloway wants to see you.

Okay.

(radio playing Beethoven's
"Moonlight Sonata")

Hey, my mutual fund just
went up two and a half points.

(laughs)

That white-trash I
was telling you about,

he's gone.

Disappeared.

Yeah, I know.

What'd you do with him?

I put him in the furnace.

Two thousand degrees.

(wheezy laugh)

You're something else.

Sit down.

I haven't celebrated like this

since I had my
accountant whacked.

Must be a dangerous
profession with a man like you.

Only if you cross me.

What happened?

He copped a plea.

Tried to cop a plea.

Had the almighty Texas
Rangers to protect him

but he found out different.

I took out him and
the Texas Rangers.

It was a sweet hit.

(thunder rumbles)

(wind howling)

(grunts)

So you're wondering what
happened to your boss, huh?

Well, a guy like Dunne
just doesn't disappear.

Now, where is he?

You don't wanna know.

But Mr. Galloway had
nothing to do with it.

Then, who did?

MURPHY: Him.

Why?

Heh.

Because Dunne
looked at him wrong.

Let's go.

MAN: Whew, step back.

( dramatic theme playing)

(thunder crashes)

(rain falling)

(wind howling)

( ominous theme playing)

(wind howling)

MAN 1: Yeah, check it out.

MAN 2: Man, can you see that?

(alarm beeps)

MAN 1: Take it easy.

MAN 2: What's going on, man?

SHANKLEY: All right, listen up.

We've got a tornado.
Go out to the mess hall.

We've got men who are trapped
and hurt. Come on, let's go.

Everybody, move.

Hey, you, Darnell,
come on, let's go.

Come on, move it, move it!

I'm way ahead of you, governor.

I've already got a rescue
operation underway.

Right.

I'm going to the mess
hall. I may be needed.

Yeah, fine, chaplain, fine.

GALLOWAY: What
does this yo-yo want now?

What's this all about, Wells?

WELLS: Found out that guard

from Harriston's a plant.

And Pete Darnell,

he's in a jail in
Texas someplace.

Then, who's the guy in here?

Well, I think that's your
job to find out, Galloway.

(thunder rumbles)

I think I know who'll tell us.

(rain falling)

(electrical squeals)

Agent Jack Harris, please.

It's an emergency.

(door crashes)

Chaplain?

Go, move, move, move.

The chaplain
wouldn't tell us nothing,

which is too bad for him.

What did you do?

If the guy's not Pete
Darnell, then he's a cop.

What are we gonna do?

We're gonna act fast or
else we're both flushed.

That cop's not in his
cell, he's at the mess hall.

So is Shankley.

Get over there, Murphy,
take some of the boys.

Galloway, we
gotta... Don't worry.

All you gotta do is tell
the feds: " He died a hero."

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

MAN 1: Put it out, man.

Put it out!

Who's in there?

I'll lift it up. Get him out.

MAN 1: Wait!

Where is Darnell?

He's in there. Why?

He's a cop.

He's gotta go down playing hero.

Come on. Let's go.

Come on. Let's go.

You stay right here.

MAN 1: Help me.

MAN 2: Over here.

(thunder rumbles)

MAN 1: Come on, in here.

MAN 2: Over here.

Take him.

MAN 2: Over there.

There's your hero. Get him.

MAN 1: Over here! Somebody!

MAN 2: Help him first.

MAN 3: I'm all
right. I'm all right.

(sirens wailing)

MAN 1: Here.

MAN 2: Give me a hand.

MAN 3: I got one over here.

MAN 1: We're almost there.

MAN 1: Get off him.

MAN 2: Help me.

Over here.

Hold on, I'll get you out.

What the hell is this?

F.B.I., Special Agent Harris.

Chaplain Carberry's dead.

Well, I'm sorry to hear that.

You're gonna be a lot sorrier.

What do you mean by that?

Chaplain Carberry documented
everything that happened here.

I think I need to
speak to my attorney.

Where's Pete Darnell?

Where is my partner?

The mess hall collapsed.

He's down there with
the rescue operation.

( suspenseful theme playing)

MAN 1: Come on,
we gotta get him out.

MAN 2: We got
two more over here.

MAN 1: Watch that wire.

(groans)

(screams)

MAN 3: Help me.

Kill him!

(gunshot)

Give me a gun.

Give me a gun!

Okay, let's find him.

MAN 1: Oh, no, man.

MAN 2: Quit yanking.

MAN 3: Over here.

MAN 1: Watch your head.

MAN 2: Get him out.

MAN 3: Keep working.

Texas Rangers!

Okay.

Texas Ranger, drop the gun.

(screams)

(thunder rumbles)

(groans)

(creaking)

Come on!

GALLOWAY: I haven't
celebrated like this

since I had my
accountant whacked.

Must be a dangerous
profession with a man like you.

Only if you cross me.

What happened? He copped a plea.

Had the almighty Texas
Rangers to protect him,

but I took out him and
the Texas Rangers.

It was a sweet hit.

You son of a...

Have a nice life, Galloway.

( melodramatic theme playing)

It's going to be a great day.

( light rock action
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 ♪