Walker, Texas Ranger s03e10 Episode Script

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 wort\h, 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? Fort\y-two minutes.
What minutes? I've been waiting for you | for minutes.
I was not in there for 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 | 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.
It's loaded with | a lot of whistles and bells to make life easier for Robbie.
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 $,.
The insurance company only covers | the vehicle, and maybe ,.
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 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 part\s.
| Big money on the resale market.
Hey, Walker, | this Jaguar's report\ed 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 court\house 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, bart\ender, 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 import\ant 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 import\ant to you.
No, it's import\ant 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 bucks off of it, | selling to this guy in the shop here.
The crate is wort\h | 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 fart\her 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 start\ing 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.
Fort\unately, | there's no short\age 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 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 depart\ment'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 to midnight.
That means we gotta roll | no later than : 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 ' 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 depart\ment'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 court\house | steps after the noon recess.
I'll hit him then.
Thirt\y-thirt\y.
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 :.
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 , | 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 wort\h 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 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 support\ing 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 comfort\ably.
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 import\ant | 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?