All language subtitles for Walker, Texas Ranger - S05E06 - Redemption.en

( light rock action
theme playing)

( ominous theme playing)

Sure you don't want me to drive?

Yep.

You ever notice
when we're together

you always get to drive?

Look, we flipped for it

and I won, okay? Yeah.

Five times in a row.

You know, you'd
better not be pulling that

Cherokee psychic stuff
on me, because it's not fair.

I hate it when you do that.

Okay, okay.

Next time I'll let you drive.

Yeah. If it was me, there
wouldn't be a next time.

How long we been working
this case, five months?

Yeah.

TRIVETTE: In five months
there have been 14 semis

and three freight trains

hijacked within a
hundred-mile radius.

Yeah, and over $9
million in goods stolen.

All of it gone right into
Karl Mayes' pocket.

Yeah, unfortunately we're
no closer to proving that

than when we first started.

And what are we doing?

Driving around and around,

hauling this high-end
computer gear,

hoping that maybe
Mayes will take the bait.

It's gotta be the lamest
thing we've ever done, man.

Oh, I don't know.

How about that time you went
undercover as an exotic dancer?

Remember that divorcée from
Lubbock ran up on the stage

and tried to rip
your clothes off?

Don't go there. Come on.

Okay. (Trivette sighs)

I'm just remembering.

You said you
wouldn't bring that up.

Okay, I won't bring it
up anymore, I promise,

but it was fun.

TRIVETTE: How
many miles of highway

do you think there are

running in and around
the Dallas Metroplex?

Hundreds. Thousands, right?

Why don't we multiply that
times the number of big rigs

out here on the
road, not to mention

the other criminal enterprises
that are taking up Mayes' time.

That would be drugs,

gambling, prostitution.

All right, what do you think
the odds are of Mayes' men

hitting this particular truck,

on this particular highway,
at this particular time?

(tires squeal)

I think we just beat the odds.

MAN: All right, get
on out of there, now.

MAN 2: Now, get out
of the truck. Get out.

Out of the truck, now!

Okay. Okay.

MAN 2: Get out.
TRIVETTE: All right, all right.

(screams)

Come on out from
under the truck.

Make sure there's
nothing in your hands.

Don't shoot. Don't shoot.

I'm not armed.

(starts car)

(tires screech)

MAN (on TV): The
charges were filed today

by Assistant District
Attorney Alex Cahill.

WOMAN (on TV): Mr. Mayes,
you're accused of being

the man behind the
recent string of hijackings.

How do you intend to
plead? What do you think?

MAYES: The man that District
Assistant Cahill has charmed...

You ready? Just a minute.

They're interviewing Mayes.

Is nothing but a
disgruntled former employee

looking for revenge.

The charges against
me are all lies.

I intend not only
to clear my name,

but to punish those
responsible for slandering it.

Something's wrong here.

With all the evidence
we have against him,

he's too cocky.

It's like he knows something.

WOMAN: Mr. Mayes,

who will you be hiring
to represent you?

Gordon Cahill.

Cahill?

Oh, my God, he's
hired my father.

( 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 ♪

( ominous theme playing)

(police sirens wail distantly)

Mr. Cahill, how does it feel

going up against
your daughter in court?

This case isn't about us, son.

It's about exposing the
charges against my client,

as the vicious
lies that they are.

Thank you. What lies, sir?

(all speaking indistinctly)

(soft piano music playing)

Pumpkin.

I'm glad you could make it.

Thank you for coming.

I'm not sure this was
such a good idea.

Oh, not such a good
idea to see your old father?

Come on.

We are gonna be seeing
each other in court, Dad.

Oh, you're afraid
that people will talk,

think we're conspiring
to fix the case.

All I wanna do

is have a lovely little dinner

with my only daughter.

Now we can do that, can't we?

Come on.

That's my girl.

There.

Now, what's it gonna be?

What will you have to drink?

Water's fine, thank you.

If you're a horse.

(chuckles)

My pumpkin.

Mm.

You look great.

And you're drunk.

Don't start that with me.

I had enough of that when I
was together with your mother.

Well, maybe you should
have listened to her.

And by the way, I stopped
being your pumpkin

the day you walked out on us.

Oh, well, I'm sorry.

I'm still the bad guy, huh?

You know, it takes two
to make a marriage, Alex.

I figured now that
you're all grown up,

you'd understand a
simple little thing like that.

I understood it then, Dad.

I understood you didn't care
enough about Mom or me

to even try to make it work.

WAITER: Are you
ready, sir? What?

Oh, uh... (chuckles)

give us a couple of minutes.

Come on, what do you
say we change the subject?

You always do.

Order something lovely.

Come on, anything you want.

This, of course, is on me.

I can pay for myself, Dad.

On what you earn as a DA?

Not very often, my child.

I'm doing fine, Dad.

Besides, it's not about
the money, for me.

Unlike me, huh?

How could you, in
good conscience,

defend somebody like Karl Mayes?

Well, this helps a lot.

I don't wanna burst
your bubble, pumpkin,

but not all of us are
out to save the world.

If I only defended
people I liked,

I'd be out of business.

Oh, so now it's a business.

I remember when the law meant
something more to you than that.

Oh, now you're lecturing
me about the law?

Who do you think
you're talking to?

Some wet-behind-the-ears
law student?

I don't know who I'm talking to.

I was right. This
was not a good idea.

I have a case to prepare,

with a witness who's gonna
put your client away for good.

MAN (on TV): How does it feel going
up against your daughter in court?

GORDON: This case
isn't about us, son.

It's about exposing the
charges against my client,

as the vicious lies that
they are. Thank you.

What lies, sir? MAYES:
Still you gotta admit,

Cahill v. Cahill, it's
got a certain ring to it.

It's sort of like those
lawyer shows on TV.

I must say,

your daughter's sure
got the looks for it.

Well, the less said
about my daughter

the better, Mr. Mayes.

Your retainer.

Yeah, well, you keep that.

I'll bill you.

Oh, what's the matter?

My money ain't
clean enough for you?

Does this go against
your ethics somehow?

Listen, Cahill,

let's get one thing straight.

I brought you here
because I want the best,

and I can afford it.

Well, I am the best,

and if you couldn't
afford it I wouldn't be here.

Fine. Bill me.

Just as long as we
understand each other.

I'll need a complete
breakdown of all your operations.

(scoffs)

(laughs)

Now, why would I wanna do that?

They only got this
hijacking against me.

That kid

better keep his mouth
shut about my business.

We hear you wanna talk.

That depends.

What kind of deal you guys
think I can cut for myself?

That's up to the DA.

Look, I got names,

I got dates, I got places,

but I ain't giving it up

unless I got some sort
of guarantee in writing.

We'll set a meeting
with the DA tomorrow.

Well, at least we got
one of them to talk.

Yeah.

GORDON: If I know my daughter,

she's gonna prosecute you,

she's gonna go for the throat.

That's why I need to
know all your operations.

If she drags any
skeletons out of your closet,

I'd like to be ready for them.

This will be like church, right?

I'll confess, you
won't tell anybody.

You'd be like a priest.

(chuckles): You got it.

Attorney-client privilege.

And here you lawyers
get such a bad rap.

Well, how about another drink?

Um, uh, no, I'm fine.

You sure?

May take a while.

Well, just a short one, huh?

( dramatic theme playing)

Hey.

You got a prisoner here,
name of, uh, Joe Styles.

Rangers want
him for questioning.

They only brought
him in last night.

Well, what can I tell you?

They want him back.

Rangers.

Tell me about it.

So, uh, where is he?

Down in isolation.

Wait a minute. This...
This isn't the right...

Sleep tight.

You taking me to see the DA?

Hendricks.

I... I won't say
anything, I swear.

I know you won't.

(grunts)

Hey, what's going on, sarge?

Sarge?

Sarge, you okay?

Call the paramedics.

Officer down.
Secure the facility.

So I located four warehouses

where Mayes might
be storing those goods.

(indistinct chatter)

What happened?

OFFICER: Somebody shot him.

Did you catch the guy?

No, we don't even
know who it is.

Officer? Hey, officer?

(tires squealing)

Check on Styles.

(sighs)

Slow down.

Good afternoon.

Can I see you a minute?

Sweetie, you wanna
get some lunch?

What's the problem?

What are you, an idiot?

You realize what you've
done? You're an id...

Don't you ever talk
to me like that again.

I'm your attorney.

You're paying me
to talk to you like that.

At least you were.

What?

You wanna try
and kill witnesses?

You wanna shoot
at police officers?

Get yourself another lawyer.

Get one of the guys
who advertise on TV.

You can't walk out on me.

Relax.

The attorney-client
privilege still stands.

Fortunately, my sense of ethics

is stronger than
my sense of smell.

(laughs): Oh, that's right.

You're a man of ethics,

a man who honors
his commitments.

Well, let me tell you
something, so am I.

And if you ever think
about turning on me,

you won't be the only
Cahill to leave the case.

I told you before,

leave my daughter out of this.

That's up to you, counselor.

So... which Cahill goes first?

GORDON: "Mr. Cahill,

I have a good mind to find
you in contempt of court."

I said, "Your Honor, if
you had a good mind,

I wouldn't be in contempt."

(cackles)

Barkeep.

Dad? Huh?

Pumpkin.

Oops.

Not supposed to
call you that, am I?

What do we got here, backup?

(chuckles)

This is my friend
Cordell Walker.

Oh, the famous Ranger Walker.

I've heard a great
deal about you, sir.

This is indeed an
unexpected pleasure.

Thank you.

You just come here, sir.

I am gonna buy you a drink.

I can't have a drink right
now. Thank you very much.

Oh, because you're
on duty, sir? Yes, sir.

Well, I am not, sir.

We heard you took
yourself off the case, Dad.

Right.

I've worked for some
slimeballs in my time,

but Mayes crossed the line

after what he did
down at County.

ALEX: Can you prove it?

Anything Mayes said
to me is privileged, Alex.

You know that as well as I do.

Believe it or not,
sir, I have scruples.

Well, Mayes doesn't.

Walker thinks you
might be in danger, Dad.

(scoffs)

No one walks away from
Mayes, Mr. Cahill, and lives.

Are you saying that Mayes

might come after me?

Yes, sir.

(scoffs)

Come on, Dad. Huh?

We'll take you home.

Come on, let's
call it a night, huh?

Well, you know,

perhaps I could use
a designated driver.

Two designated drivers.

( ominous theme playing)

(gun cocks, gunshots)

(tires squeal)

Attempted murder

sure as hell cancels out
attorney-client privileges.

( tranquil theme playing)

(horse whinnies)

Mr. Walker,

you... You've got a
real nice place here,

but why can't I just get
on a plane and go home?

Because it'd be a lot
easier to protect you here.

I don't n... I don't
need protection.

Dad, you were
almost killed last night.

We all were.

Now that you've
agreed to testify,

you're my key witness.

Yeah, Mayes will
go to any lengths

to stop you, Mr. Cahill.

This is the best place for us

to put the case together.

You have to go with me on this.

Okay, okay.

Who'd believe this?

Gordon Cahill being
coached how to testify

by his own daughter.

(groans)

You want Mayes'
operations, you got them.

( dramatic theme playing)

(police sirens wailing)

(indistinct shouting)

(grunts)

(grunts)

MAN: Hey, cop. Don't
even think about it.

(whimpers)

WALKER: Strike one.

Texas Rangers.
You're under arrest.

(screams)

Strike two.

All backup units establish
at 10:20, at 1148 Delmar.

Surround the building.

ETA three minutes. Hang on.

Make that two minutes.

(men scream)

(coughs)

( suspenseful theme playing)

All right, come out with me.

(grunts)

(screams)

Strike three.

That should get
Mayes' attention.

I'd say so.

Keep walking.

MAYES: Cahill's
told them everything.

They're pounding me to pieces,

busting all my big operations.

Took all the workers away too.

But after what I did to Styles,

we won't have to worry
about them talking.

They don't have to talk to them.

They have Cahill.

Now you listen to me.

I don't care what it takes,

I don't care how
much money it takes,

I want him dead.

Dead.

(crickets chirping)

Come on, Dad, sit down.

It's getting cold. What? I know.

Isn't there a drink around here?

I mean, what is this
Walker, a Boy Scout?

(chuckles)

This is supposed
to be a celebration.

That information you gave
us about Mayes' operation

panned out.

Dad, the case is
really coming together.

How on earth can we
celebrate without a drink?

Damn it, Dad, is
that always gonna be

the most important
thing to you? A drink?

Don't you talk to me like that.

Well, somebody has to,

because you're not
dealing with it on your own.

Now what are you talking about?

Dad, you're an alcoholic,

and you have been
for quite some time.

If you don't get some
help or quit soon,

it's gonna kill you.

Oh, now I finally get it.

You and your friend
Walker didn't bring me here

to protect me.

You brought me here to dry out.

I brought you here
because I need you.

As a witness in your
precious little case.

Well, yes.

No, not just that.

I mean...

Dad, I need you as a father.

Somebody I can look up to,

somebody I can
talk to, like I used to

before you left.

I walked out of your life.

Stay out of mine.

Damn this.

Dad, where are you going?

Out!

No, Dad, please.

(cell phone rings)

Hello.

ALEX (crying):
Walker, he's gone.

He's gone. He's left
the ranch, my Dad.

Okay, take it easy, Alex.

We'll find him.

I never should have

confronted him like that.

Well, there's a roadhouse

not far from the ranch.

If he's looking for a drink,

that's where he'll go.

Oh, Walker, please find him.

Please, I'm so
worried about him.

I'm on my way to pick you up.

(dial tone)

(sobs)

(Gordon cackles)

(indistinct chattering)

Mwah!

This place is marvelous.

A true slice of the Old West.

(woman laughs)

One of the last
remaining bastions

against the onslaught
of political correctness

on our national character.

Remember the Alamo, boys.

(all cheer)

How about another
round for the West?

Done, my boy.

Bartender, all around.

(all cheering)

GORDON: He said, "I object."

I said, "Your Honor, if
he understood my English,

I wouldn't mind if he
objected every time."

(Gordon laughs)

GORDON: I kept talking so long,

the judge got up and went home.

You know, when I was a lad,

I always wanted to
ride a bull in the rodeo.

Dad. Never happened,

but I get paid a
lot of money to talk.

Dad?

(laughing): What?

Oh, well, if it isn't pumpkin.

Come on in. Join the party.

Dad? What?

I'm sorry I got upset with you.

I mean, please, can
we just go home?

No way, pumpkin. We're
gonna have another drink.

Yeah, come on,
pumpkin. Come join us.

The lady and her
father are leaving.

Well, they'll leave
when I say they'll leave.

Let's go, Mr. Cahill.
Did you hear what I said?

The lady and her
father are leaving.

Did you hear what I said?

Yes, sir. Okay, okay.

(sighs)

MAN: Yes, it's all right.

You know something?

How dare you come in there

and insult my friends?

Dad, he was just trying to help.

Get away from me.

Dad, please.

Get away from me. (screams)

(Alex sobbing)

Are you okay?

Alex.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

I'm so... So terribly sorry.

(sobbing): It's okay, Dad.

It's okay.

(sighs)

I'm okay.

It's okay, Dad.

GORDON: God, I'm cold.

Aren't you cold?

I'll get some blankets.

It's all right, Dad.

We're gonna get
through this together.

I don't deserve you.

Shh. Don't say that.

Oh, it's true.

You've done
something with your life.

I've wasted mine
defending scum like Mayes,

worse.

Worse.

You know, you... You said it.

You said it right.

I used to practice law
because I believed in it.

I used to know that
what I did mattered.

Somewhere I lost it.

All that mattered was

where I was gonna
get another drink.

How could I get so weak?

It's not about being weak, Dad.

Alcoholism is a disease,

but you can beat it.

I know you can.

I don't.

Why don't you try
to get some rest?

Huh? Yeah.

Yeah.

(phone ringing)

Yeah?

HENDRICKS: I know where he is.

Cahill?

Oh, yeah.

He's holed up with that Ranger.

Well, then what are
you talking to me for?

Do what I pay you to do.

Hm.

She's a good girl.

The best.

She certainly thinks
the world of you.

Well, I think the
world of her too.

Uh, do...? Do you have to go?

No.

I... I just wanted to say

how much I appreciate
you looking after me.

I'm sorry. It took so long
for me to realize I needed it.

No apology needed.

I sure owe her one,
and her mother more.

You know, it's one thing
to throw your life away.

Hey, hey, it's mine.

I can... I can deal with that.

But, you know,

it's the wreckage
you leave behind you,

you know, that...
That's what hurts.

Well, we all make mistakes.

That's part of being human.

Not me.

Gordon Cahill, fastest
mouth in the West.

I had to be perfect,

make people think I was.

Well, that's a pretty
tough act to pull off.

Exactly.

"Act."

Hell, not that I
wasn't good at it.

I was so good I...

I started to believe it myself.

And all... All the...

All the work and
the money and the...

And the booze.

Just doesn't work anymore.

Well, the first step is

realizing that it
is bigger than you.

This is bigger than me.

I know that now.

And the second step is knowing

that you don't
have to do it alone.

Well, what do you me...? What?

You don't have to do it alone.

( ominous theme playing)

(grunts)

(door crashes open)

Alex!

Get back.

(screams)

(gun clicks)

(gunshots) (grunts)

Gonna try and help him. No, Dad.

(Alex shrieks)

Well, well.

Cahill versus Cahill.

Ooh.

(both grunt)

DISPATCHER (on
radio): One-fifty to 103.

OFFICER 1: We're
working that room now.

OFFICER 2: Right.

OFFICER 1: We're gonna
bag up some shells for you.

OFFICER 2: I want you to get
the full count. Watch your step.

Dad, I brought you some tea.

What's the matter,
Dad? Are you all right?

You could've gotten killed,

and all because of me.

Look at this.

No, Dad, because
of Mayes. (scoffs)

Who got in bed with Mayes?

Who was too stupid to realize
what a dangerous son of a...?

What a dangerous
scum he really is?

It's over. It's gonna be okay.

It's never over with
a guy like Mayes

until I'm dead.

God forbid he comes after you.

No. Dad, Mayes is going to jail.

I mean, with your
testimony and after this,

we have more than enough
evidence to put him away.

Maybe, maybe not.
You know the system.

No matter what, it takes time.

Time Mayes will use

to hire another killer,
and another and another.

So we'll put you someplace safe,

someplace that Mayes
cannot get to you.

There's no such place.

Mayes can get
anywhere. We know that.

I'm, uh...

I'm gonna wash up.

Dad?

Hm?

I love you.

Someday I hope I deserve it.

Walker, have you seen my dad?

No, I haven't seen him.

He's not upstairs.

WALKER: Alex, your car's gone.

ALEX: Oh, my God,
he's taken it again.

Make sure he
pays for these, now.

Will do.

(country music
playing on jukebox)

(inaudible)

Why, thank you.

BARTENDER: Well, all right.

I'll see you later.

Hey, friend. What's
your pleasure?

Uh, hi.

Uh, just give me some change.

There you go.

Yeah.

(rings)

Yeah?

Mayes?

Who is this?

This is your
attorney. Surprised?

I don't think much
of your hired help.

Where are you gonna find
four more men to die for you?

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

I'll make it real simple.

I know all your dirty
little secrets, right?

Now, you showed me a
briefcase full of money.

Give me two of those

and I'll get a sudden
case of amnesia.

Well, I always knew your ethics

were nothing but
a song and dance.

Now we just establish
the right price for them.

Just meet me at Travis Park

by the baseball diamond, 2 p.m.

And Mayes, leave
your goons at home

or you'll never find me.

(sighs)

Well, like my daddy always said:

"If you want
something done right,

you do it yourself."

BARTENDER: Hey! Huh?

Don't you want a drink?

Uh, no, some other
time, thank you.

Oh.

Meh.

WALKER: Walker.

WOMAN: Walker, this is dispatch.

Go ahead, dispatch.

I've got a call for you
from a Gordon Cahill.

He says he'll only talk to you.

Patch him through.

GORDON: Walker, is that you?

Yeah, it's me. Where are you?

That... That's not important.

It is important. I
need to come get you.

No, no.

I've got something to do first.

Now, be at Travis Park at 2 p.m.

That is important.

Mr. Cahill?

( ominous theme playing)

WALKER: Trivette,
what's your ETA?

About five minutes.

Come in code two

till we find out
what's going on.

You're early.

I missed you.

You bring the money?

Twice my original offer.

I put it in a
suitcase because...

Just put it on the ground.

Kick it over to me.

You'll scratch
the leather. Do it.

Surprise.

You know, for somebody
who's supposed to be so smart...

I suppose my plan
was somewhat flawed.

(laughs): You call this a plan?

Case closed, counselor.

(grunts)

Mayes!

(grunts)

Hang in there, Mr. Cahill.

Walk, let's go.

Just like you said, case closed.

TRIVETTE: You know
anything about this?

No, I didn't know
anything about it.

Whoo.

Attempted murder.

Not even I could
get him off this one.

That was a big gamble.

A gamble worth taking, huh, son?

ALEX: Dad, I'm proud of you.

For what? Oh, for doing this.

For being strong enough
to know that you need to.

I am truly sorry

that I haven't
been there for you

as a father.

It's okay.

I'd lost you,

but now I feel like
I'm getting you back.

( 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 ♪