Walker, Texas Ranger s04e16 Episode Script

Oh, Kyle Petty ain't so hot.
| He can't drive for spit.
- His old man wasn't much better.
| - Come on, come on, Brad.
Richard Petty won more races I ain't talking about winning, | Petey boy.
Checkered flag | don't always go to the best driver.
- You hear what I'm saying? | - I hear you, but But nothing.
You take away all that big money | and fat-cat sponsors and put them against me | in my own car.
I'll wipe them off the track | every time.
Ain't that right, babycakes? - How are you doing, ladies? | - Hi.
Hey! Move along, buckaroo.
- Excuse me? | - That's my woman you're talking to.
Just saying hello, friend.
- No harm in that.
| - Brad.
I'm gonna say this once.
| Stay the hell away from my woman.
- Brad, he just | - Shut up.
You hear what I'm saying? Loud and clear.
Get off of him! Fight, you son of a Open the door, Connie! Please, you've gotta hurry.
Please.
- What's the address, ma'am? | - Comanche Court\.
No.
Comanche Court\.
It's Open the door, Connie! No, two, two.
- Comanche Court\.
| - Open the damn door now! It's Windy Rivers Trailer Park.
| The police will know it.
You think you can keep me | out of my own house? - You gotta hurry! | - You bitch.
Think again! - Can you describe the man? | - Yes, he's my husband, Brad Furnell.
The police will know him.
- Oh, God, help! | - Where is he now, ma'am? Help me! God, he's in! He's in! No.
Oh, dear God, he's in.
| Oh, dear God, he's in.
Okay, ma'am.
- Ma'am, don't hang up.
| - Oh, dear God.
Ma'am, are you there? - What the hell are you doing, Connie? | - Ma'am? - Just try to remain calm.
| - Hang up the phone now.
You're just gonna get it worse now.
| You know that, don't you? - Are you still there? | - You're just gonna get it worse now.
Now, stay away, | as far away from him as Hello, ma'am? | Ma'am, the unit is on its way now.
Hello, ma'am? | Ma'am, are you there? Look, this is between me | and my wife.
- Oh, my God, Brad Furnell.
| - Who's he? His wife came to my support\ group | last week.
- The battered women's group? | - She could be our poster child.
- Are you all right? | - Yeah, it's the wrist.
I'll be fine.
Can you tell me, did Brad Furnell's | wife come in with you? She's at the hospital.
Furnell did a real job on her | before we got there.
- Tell Walker I went to the hospital.
| - All right.
- You take care.
| - Yeah, this is Jimmy.
Give me a paramedic in | the east stairwell on the ground floor.
Come on, Ranger, | you're breaking my arm.
You're breaking my heart\.
You guys are all the same, | aren't you, huh? Big stuff | because you're wearing a badge.
Let me at you without it.
| Just you and me, without the cuffs.
- That what you want? | - Oh, yeah.
- That's what I want.
| - Take them off.
Now what? That's what I thought.
What did I tell you, Connie? - But he promised.
| - What did I tell you? That he'd do it again.
I just And again and again and again, | until one day, he kills you.
Now, I can't make the decision for you, | but you are not alone.
I am gonna be right by your side | in court\.
Now, what are you gonna do? Your Honor, we request the defendant | be held without bail because he is a repeat offender | and has a long history of violence.
This is a domestic dispute, | Your Honor.
It's not a capital case.
And we are anxious | that it doesn't become one.
- I object.
That was uncalled for.
| - Settle down, counsel.
What we have here is a situation | between a husband and his wife.
Mrs.
Furnell has been in my court\room | on three prior occasions and she has dropped the charges | every time.
- That is why bail should be denied.
| - So you say.
Your Honor, Mrs.
Furnell | has lived in fear for too long.
She withdrew the charges before | because of that fear.
Or maybe she's doing | what more people should do when going to court\.
Maybe she was trying | to work things out with her husband.
- That's ridiculous.
| - Miss Cahill.
You are very close | to being cited for contempt.
How do I know Mrs.
Furnell | will not drop charges again? I assure you | it won't happen this time.
Miss Cahill, I have murder, | rape and robbery coming in here this afternoon.
I will not have my time wasted with a woman | who will not resolve her problems.
I'll be by to pick you up at .
If you need anything in the meantime, | you call me.
- Okay, I promise.
Tomorrow.
| - Yep.
Hey.
How'd it go in there? The judge is holding him | for assaulting a police officer, but absolutely refuses to grant Connie | a restraining order.
Judge Fowler? Of all people, | I thought she would understand.
- Walker, I need to ask you a favor.
| - Yeah, sure.
Connie's not doing well.
| I mean, she's really on the edge.
So I thought I'd take her and a few | of my women up to the lake tomorrow.
She really could use the support\.
I was wondering if you and Jimmy | would come along and teach self-defense again.
I'd like to, Alex, but I've got that karate tournament | this weekend with my Kick Drugs kids.
That's right, I forgot.
Jimmy? - Oh, yeah, I'd be glad to.
| - Great.
In fact, why don't you take C.
D.
Along | and he can teach you how to fish.
I know how to fish.
I'm talking about in a lake, Trivette, | not a singles bar.
Welcome to Camp Cahill.
| File out, ladies.
You know where you're going.
Right over here.
Connie.
I just want you to know that the | one thing we all have in common here is that we can talk to each other | and give each other support\.
I'm sure, in a few days, you'll find that you love this place | just as much as they do.
Come on, I'll show you around.
| I'll take that.
Yeah, we gotta finish unpacking.
Well, what have you been doing | all this time? What's that? It's a token warbler.
It warbles through the water, | makes a slight sound, fish cannot resist it.
I'm thinking about | having the damn thing patented.
That doesn't look like food.
| Nothing in nature looks like that.
Why would a fish eat that? You don't have an imagination, | do you, Jimmy? If Cordell were here, he could | appreciate what a fine lure this is.
Jimmy, you're just a city boy.
Now, go ahead | and finish unpacking this.
We'll get down and go add a hook.
It was a picture-book wedding, about six years ago.
And at first, he was flattered | I made more money than he did.
Called me the queen.
Well, he treated me like one | for about six months.
Then he got bitter.
Start\ed feeling small, insecure, loud.
He start\ed throwing insults, then he start\ed throwing punches, | and I walked.
I sure as hell did.
Now I live alone, but I'm walking tall.
Gail, how long did you put up | with the abuse before you left? He start\ed swinging | and I start\ed walking.
Now, you know that's not true.
Girl, why are you trying | to bring me down? It doesn't help any of us | to rewrite history.
- You know the rules.
| - Two years, all right? Two years | I put up with that son of a bitch.
You satisfied? Oh, I'm sorry, Mr.
Parker.
| I didn't mean to disturb you.
Oh, no.
No, that's all right.
| Come on in.
I'd like to have some company.
And call me C.
D.
, will you? | Everybody else does.
- Okay, C.
D.
Where's Jimmy? | - I really don't know.
I think he went to town | to get some fishing lures so he can beat me tomorrow.
Well, what do you think | of this little place Alex found? It's nice.
Seems kind of strange though, | sleeping in a cabin.
I mean, Brad always says: "It isn't really camping | unless you use a tent.
" Well, I can understand that logic.
But what you ladies are doing out here | is much more import\ant than camping.
- I guess so.
| - Oh, I know so.
I've seen some miracles happen | out here.
- You have? | - Sure as I'm sitting here.
My favorite story happened | about two years ago.
A little old gal from Waxahachie | came over here on her own.
She heard about it | through her high school counselor.
- She was in high school? | - Not anymore.
The guy she was going with | wanted her to drop out at .
He thought she'd be more valuable | working at night, if you know what I mean.
I don't think I wanna hear | any more of this story.
No, I don't blame you, | but you should hear this happy ending.
She really put it together | with Alex and those ladies.
She found herself.
She left that old boy | and went back to school.
She told me she wanted to be | a counselor someday and have a women's group | of her own.
Well, that's a real nice story, C.
D.
Thank you for telling me.
Would you give me something, | Connie? Sure.
What? A happy ending to this story | so I can tell it someday.
Free at last.
Just had to sign my first-born | over to the bondsman.
So where to? To find my damn wife.
I make bail, call home, | and she's not there? Lois from next door answered.
Said she left with a suitcase | and that damn bitch Cahill.
She takes them out someplace | in the boonies and brainwashes them.
I'd like to welcome you all to the third annual Kick Drugs Out | of America Karate Tournament.
These kids have trained hard | for today's competition.
So let it begin.
All right, Tyron, up.
Pizan, up.
Face each other.
Raise hands.
Face here, bow.
| Face each other, bow.
All right.
Keep your control.
| Do you understand? - Yes, sir.
| - Yes, sir.
- This is Pizan.
Who's this? | - Pizan, sir! - This is Tyron.
Who's this? | - Tyron, sir! Cheer for who you think's gonna win.
| Do you understand? - Yes, sir! | - Ready, free spar.
Stay on the floor.
Not too high.
Hey! Raise hands.
Watch, watch.
Good.
Ready, fight.
Face here, bow.
| Face each other, bow.
Shake hands.
| Here's Pizan, let's give him a hand.
Darrell, Art\hur, up.
Quickly.
- This is Darrell.
Who's this? | - Darrell, sir! - This is Art\hur.
Who's this? | - Art\hur, sir! Free spar.
Step aside.
Raise hands.
Winner.
Let's give him a hand.
Hey! Come on, be strong.
| Ready, free spar.
- This is Jackie.
Who's this? | - Jackie, sir! - This is Jessica.
Who's this? | - Jessica, sir! Cheer for | who you think's gonna win.
Watch your control, get close.
| Free spar.
Hey! I don't hear any cheering.
Yeah! Yeah.
Let's go to the cabin.
Better get the fish there now.
Carrying the fish | is part\ of the fisherman's code.
I caught more than you did.
| You have to carry them.
- The code.
| - Code? Code.
Let's go.
But how long had it been going on? I put up with the beatings | for ten years.
I was sure it was my fault | that he got so angry.
He said it was.
And somehow, | I believed I deserved it.
He was my husband.
| Why would he lie to me? You ever wonder | how some guys get through life when their self-wort\h comes from | the pain they inflict on women? I used to know guys like that | back in Baltimore and when I was playing ball too, | you know? Yeah, I know a lot of men that way.
| Only time they ever feel like a man is when they're beating the hell | out of a woman.
It got so I hated Saturday nights.
That's when | he would hurt\ me the worst.
I don't totally recall the last one.
I just remember coming to, | like out of a dream.
The bastard was passed out | on the bed and I had poured gasoline | all around him.
I was standing over him | with the lit match, but as I stood there sobbing it came to me.
My life was wort\h too much | to sacrifice for his.
When we get back, I'll get the pliers | and show you how to clean these.
That's a part\ of the code too.
Shouldn't take too long.
Code my butt.
| I'm not cleaning these things.
- Yeah, man, yeah.
| - Way to go.
You kids did a great job today.
I'm proud of each | and every one of you.
- Who are we? | - We are winners, sir! That's right.
- Hi, Dave.
How's the hand? | - It's been better.
You know, | I can deal with pain, Walker.
One thing I can't deal with | is having dirt\bags like Furnell back out on the street | before the ink dries.
- Yeah, Alex said he may make bail.
| - Yeah.
Anyway, | I thought you might like to know, he said he was gonna | get his woman back, even if he had to walk over Miss Cahill | to do it.
I'd better have a heart\-to-heart\ talk | with this guy.
I thought it would be a great place | to have my support\ group.
Could you please pass the mustard? My husband said that.
- Excuse me? | - Then he beat the crap out of me.
- Wanna know why? | - Sure.
Why? Because the jar was empty.
He had a million reasons.
| He liked his bourbon.
I was pretty fond of it myself.
Then the kids start\ed suffering.
And that was enough.
Excuse me, | have you seen Brad Furnell? How about Pete Yarnell? - Over there at the bar.
| - Thanks.
I'm looking for Brad Furnell.
That a fact? What makes you think | I know where he's at? Because you're the one | that bailed him out.
Doesn't mean I keep tabs | on everything he does.
It does mean that you're an accessory | for anything that he does do.
- That a fact? | - That's a fact.
Hey, boys, come here.
He says I'm going to jail | if I don't burn Brad.
So he's going to jail? | I don't think so, cop.
Now, I'm gonna ask you again.
| Where's Brad Furnell? I'm gonna head up | and get that stuff on, all right? You got a lot of company when it comes to making excuses | for staying with an abusive man.
I kept thinking the fool would change, | but he didn't.
- None of them ever do.
| - Ever.
They sure as hell don't.
We all make excuses.
| It's called being human.
We're women.
| We're nurt\urers, we're caretakers.
We think we can fix anything.
| So we go back.
But in this situation, | that is a pattern that has to change.
I feel so dumb.
No, no, no.
Just talk to us.
I don't I don't think I can.
I mean, I just I just don't think I'm ready yet | to talk about it.
I mean It's all right.
Take your time.
Take all the time you need.
Thank you.
It's just it's - It's hard, you know? | - I know it.
We all know.
| But eventually, we have to let it out.
- Yeah.
| - Yeah.
What happened to you, Alex? Well, it didn't happen to me | personally.
I had a roommate in college, Kelly.
We were like sisters.
We did everything together, | we shared everything, we talked about everything.
What happened? She start\ed to date a man off campus, | and she start\ed to change.
With little things at first.
I really couldn't put my finger on it, | but I knew something was wrong.
I mean, I knew it.
But as hard as I tried I couldn't break through.
She stopped letting me in.
He killed her | in a fit of uncontrolled rage.
And I think about her all the time.
And I really, really miss her.
And there's really | not much more to it, ladies.
- Cut these things in fillets and | - That one's mine.
Oh, here he is.
Oh, my God.
That's right.
Ranger Trivette | has graciously agreed to give us some pointers | on self-defense.
Good luck.
All right.
| Ladies, I understand from Alex you've learned some basic techniques | in the past.
This is a good time to try them out.
I don't want anybody hurt\, | you or me, all right? So I need you to follow the instructions | you've been given.
Okay? Now, first Jimmy, there was a time | on this planet when a woman could walk damn near | anywhere she wanted to and be safe.
- Right.
| - A man would be her protector.
That's not the case now.
You have to make a plan | in case there is a confrontation.
- Thank you, Big Dog.
| - You're welcome.
Thank you, Big Dog.
All right.
Now, the best defense is to | be aware.
You gotta practice that too.
You gotta be aware | of your surroundings at all time until it becomes a natural instinct.
Totally tuned in to where you are | and who you're with.
Even if it's your best friend | or your husband.
All right? Molly, let her rip.
All right, come on, Molly.
Okay, that's a good start\, | that's a good start\.
Okay, we're gonna build on that, | right, ladies? All right.
- Yeah.
| - Good.
All right, don't pull it.
Don't pull it.
| Put your body weight into it.
- Dana.
Wait, wait, Dana.
| - Come on.
- Hit him.
| - Hit me again.
Good.
That's a good start\.
All right.
- Good.
| - Yeah.
- Yeah.
| - Yeah.
Right-handed.
Good.
| All right, see how she moved me? Thattagal, thattagal.
All right, let's get some momentum.
| Let's put some body into it.
All right.
All right.
Good.
Hey.
Go on, girl.
Yeah.
- Yeah.
| - Yes.
Yeah.
Yeah.
All right.
- Yeah.
| - Good.
That's it.
All right.
Good.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Nice.
Good girl.
- Try that again.
| - You've got to feel it.
- Hey, Gail, get up here.
| - Come on, Gail.
I just can't bring myself to do this | to a good man.
- Oh, Gail.
| - Think of your ex.
All right.
Jimmy, when I was a young Ranger, | I wouldn't have had to use the padding.
Hey, pick me up.
Big Dog? That was really good.
Nice shot.
Connie.
I just wanna talk to you.
What are you doing here? | You're not welcome.
She's right.
Leave her alone.
I just wanna talk to my wife.
| Please, honey.
You don't have to talk to him, | Connie.
Why don't you go on? | You really don't have a right to be here.
Oh, for crying out loud, baby, | you gonna throw away five good years just because I screwed up a little? Come on, baby, I'm begging you.
Just talk to me for five minutes.
Help me take this off.
Connie, don't do it.
It's okay.
He's not gonna do anything | with all of you here.
Brad, what do you want? Well, it's kind of embarrassing | talking here in front of all these people.
You hear what I'm saying? Can I just? Can we talk for a couple of minutes | down by the lake? Come on.
- Where to, Walker? | - South shore.
Stewart\ Lake.
Honey, it's all a mistake.
You know I love you, | don't you, ba? Look, I'll never do it again, I swear.
Hey, baby.
Give me a little kiss.
Come on, baby.
- Please, don't.
| - I'm just saying I'm sorry, that's all.
Is that some crime? | If it is, then I'm guilty.
Leave me alone.
Let me go.
Baby, baby, listen, | it's just a misunderstanding is all.
Come on, you know how you are.
You go against me sometimes, | you don't listen to me.
You know I don't like that.
But that's history.
And that's the last word | I'm gonna say on the subject.
Come on.
Come on, baby.
| Come on, I'm taking you home.
I want out of this marriage.
| I want a divorce.
No, look, | I'll tell you what you're gonna do.
- You're gonna do what I tell you to do.
| - Let me go.
You're gonna show some | damn manners while you're at it too.
Let me go! Don't you know | that I could just snap your neck and think nothing of it? And, by God, I'm gonna do it too | if you don't straighten up and fly right.
All right, come on, back off, Furnell.
Hey, look, you're right.
I blew it.
I was out of line.
Don't! Don't hit him anymore, | please! - Connie! | - Don't hit him! It's okay.
Okay.
| Come here.
Come on.
Come on.
It's all right.
You did good.
You did good.
Go, go! Get down, get down! Connie, get to the cabin.
Come on.
Come on.
He's crazy! He's crazy! He's gonna kill us! | Oh, my God! He's gonna kill us! We're coming.
Alex, get out of the way! You girls, get lost.
I'll get my scattergun.
| I'll take care of you.
No! Alex! Get them into the woods! Come on! - Come on! | - I can't run any faster.
You've got to! Come on.
He killed them.
| I know he's killed them.
- I know Brad, he's killed them.
| - We don't know that.
Keep moving.
- You guys all right? | - Yeah, we're all right.
Where's Alex? I sent them into the woods, | back over there.
Furnell Furnell took off after them.
Jim, get him to a hospital.
Come on, Big Dog.
| You think you can get up? Come on, Jim, help me get him up.
Come on, Big Dog.
| We're going to the helicopter now.
- Come on.
Come on.
| - Somebody stop that lunatic.
Yeah, we got him.
- No.
I'm taking you all down with me.
| - No place we haven't been.
Go.
Go.
Come on.
Keep going.
Damn it.
- You all right? | - My ankle.
- My ankle, I think I sprained it.
| - Can you walk? I'll try.
Got her? - Push.
| - You can do it.
- Come on, Connie, it's okay.
| - You're gonna be all right.
Go, go.
Come on.
Go.
- That's okay.
| - You guys are doing great.
Come on.
Connie! I know you're out here! You should've listened to reason, | Connie! Alex, I can't go any fart\her.
You should've stayed home | where you belong! Home where you're safe | from what's gonna happen to you now! - He's gonna kill us.
| - She's right.
- Alex, he's gonna kill us all.
| - All of you, now, listen to me.
We spent all this time talking about | self-wort\h and personal freedom.
It's something you resented losing | and worked so hard to get back.
Now, don't fall apart\ on me now.
- Can I count on you? | - You can count on me, Alex.
- Me too.
| - Me too.
Connie? Come on.
- Don't pay any attention.
| - Just ignore him.
I told you what would happen | if you ever went against me! And believe me, | that's one promise I intend to keep.
Alex, Alex, stop.
| I can't go on.
Please.
- My ankle is on fire.
| - We have to keep moving.
Yes, but it is me that Brad wants.
I mean, maybe if I go with him, | he'll leave the rest of you alone.
That's never gonna happen, | and you know it.
Yes, but what is? I mean, we don't even know | where we are.
I mean, for all we know, we're running | right towards him, not away from him.
The sun is setting over there.
| That is west.
- The highway is nort\h.
| - God, I could use a drink right now.
Well, if we make it out of this alive, | I'm buying.
Can I have that in writing? Can you hear me, Connie? | I know you can! It's only a matter of time | before I find you! Then I'm gonna take care of you | and your bitch friends! And don't think | I haven't forgot about you, Cahill! Everything was fine in my life until you filled Connie's head | with your women's lib crap! How about that, Connie? I'll bet you don't feel like | putting on airs now! And how about you other women? | You feel like putting on airs? I bet you don't feel so smug | and independent now! Leave me.
I can't go on.
Please just go.
Just go, hurry.
Connie? Oh, God.
Oh, God.
God ain't gonna help you now, | darling.
- Nobody's gonna help you now.
| - Brad, don't hurt\ me.
Looks to me like you're already hurt\.
| Ankle? Isn't that poetic? You walk out on me | and come up lame.
- I didn't walk out on you.
| - I slept a night in jail because of you.
And I find out from the neighbors | that you took off.
Do you have any idea | how that made me feel? - Brad, that's not what happ | - Do you? I'm sorry.
No, you're not.
But you're gonna be.
| Oh, baby, are you ever gonna be.
No! Get him! Get him! He's mine! Get him! Alex.
- He should've run the other way.
| - Yes.
Yes.