Walker, Texas Ranger s04e24 Episode Script

What? - Hey, wow.
| - What? Listen to this.
"No one, not even a lover, looks at you | as intensely and as closely as someone who intends | to knock you out in the ring.
I could actually feel my opponent's eyes | drilling into me, examining my slightest movement, measuring my breathing, calculating my physical condition.
And I did the same to him.
It's no exaggeration to say | that winning or losing a bout is directly related to concentration.
" What's the name of that book? The Secret Power Within.
- Who wrote it? | - Chuck Norris.
Never heard of him.
You never heard of Chuck Norris? Four-time world karate champion? Six.
How long have we been after | this Salvino guy? A year.
Now, his own boys are leading us | to him.
Yeah and we would've got him | before now if he wasn't in the middle of that war.
Somebody trying to take over | your territory makes you a lot more cautious.
Well, he wasn't cautious tonight | and we're gonna take him down.
Let's hope our information is good | and this delivery leads us to him.
He'll be there.
He always likes to check out his cargo | before he makes his payment.
It's a.
m.
It's gonna be light soon.
Yeah.
All right.
What's going on? Eliminate the men inside the building.
- Go.
| - Call it in.
This is Ranger Six.
| We're at the location.
We got some fireworks here.
| Send some backup.
Freeze.
- Hit? | - No, I'm all right.
Back to square one with Salvino, huh? Yeah.
Maybe we can find out now | who's trying to cut in on his operation.
The sixth time in a month one of Salvino's business enterprises | has been hit.
It sure would be nice to know | who's responsible for it.
- No ID.
| - Nothing? - Interesting label.
| - Cyrillic lettering? I think it's Russian.
Let's have that analyzed.
I think I'm gonna have his prints | faxed to NCIC and Interpol.
Okay, the Russian embassy too.
Let's get out of here.
So, Harry, how do you like this side | of police work? I know, not much.
Me neither.
Yes, sir.
I speak English quite well, sir.
Absolutely, sir.
To Dallas? On my own? Yes, sir.
Immediately, sir.
Yes.
Make my day, punk.
Now, you listen to me, jerk.
You ain't taking over my operation.
You got until noon Friday.
That's your deadline, Salvino.
And after that, | we start\ aiming for you personally.
I'm gonna find out exactly who you are, | where you're holed up and I'm gonna take you down.
You are a brave man, Benny.
Oh, you noticed.
But I'm going nowhere, | you miserable piece of dirt\.
I love it here in the United States.
You commie bastard.
I may not be sure of my father, but I've never, never been a communist.
It's too unprofitable.
You get out or you're dead.
| Understand? What I understand that | whoever gets dead first, loses.
We are teaching Mr.
Salvino | a lesson, boss? Yeah.
A lesson.
For Nikolai.
It will be pleasure to teach | these degenerate American criminals how we do it in Moscow.
Soon? Soon.
Very soon.
In my town, they have a saying: "If you got a corpse | and a question mark, you call in Petrovsky.
" You are lucky I could squeeze | a few days in to give you guys a hand.
We really appreciate that fact, | corporal.
Oh, it's no problem.
But what I'm surprised is | that your Texas Rangers needs help.
Well, they're tough but they're human.
I mean, don't the Russian policemen | occasionally need some extra help? Not this Russian policeman.
Oh, look out.
Hey, Walker.
Analysis came back | on those capsules we found | in the dead Russian's pocket.
Something special? Yeah, a new methamphetamine, | three times as powerful.
They say it makes a guy feel | like he's King Kong's brother.
Great.
Walker, Trivette, I'd like you to meet | Corporal Yuri Petrovsky, Moscow P.
D.
This is Rangers Cordell Walker | and James Trivette.
Welcome to Dallas, corporal.
Yeah, thanks for coming all that way.
No sweating, guys.
Now, the prints and the photos | you wired our embassy were tentatively ID'd | as Nikolai Stroyev.
My boss sent me over to eyeball this stiff | and make everything kosher.
It's nice digs you got here, guys.
| Lots of room.
Yeah, do you know this guy Stroyev? Busted him dozen times.
I even broke my hand once | on this dirt\bag.
- Is that right? | - It's no big deal.
So let's get this over with and then we can drain | a couple of cold ones and exchange war stories | all we want, hey? Well, let's get to the morgue.
| You wanna go, Alex? No, thank you.
Crazy.
Crazy.
This is nuts.
Look at this.
Salvino's taking percent | off your tables.
Oh, come on.
Unbelievable.
Unbelievable.
The jewel in Salvino's crown.
And I hear it takes him good money.
Very good money.
Look, we're closed up here right now, | all right? But if you're looking for a good time, | you come back after .
Otherwise My name is Karpov, Joey.
And I'm here to collect | what Benny Salvino collects.
In his place.
Man, you are crazy.
No doubt.
But like a fox Joey.
A Russian fox.
Man, Salvino's gonna kill you.
First of every month, myself or an associate | will be here to collect our share.
So I was in here.
| Remember that girl with that redhead? - What the hell is that? | - Mark Those are Salvino's guys.
See you soon, Joey.
God I love this country.
You can call the police now, Joey.
But keep me out of your description, | okay? Sure.
Sure, whatever you say, | Mr.
Karpov.
So the third time I busted Stroyev | in the Trotsky District, it's a tough neighborhood.
You can hire a cop killer | for a thousand rubles there.
- How much is a thousand rubles? | - It's American dollars.
So I walk in, alone, - because a man's gotta do what | - What a man's gotta do.
Right.
Haven't you ever been | to an autopsy, corporal? What? Oh, many times.
Dozens, in fact.
Well, is this the guy? That's him.
Nikolai Stroyev.
Bullet penetrated the sternum, | exploded.
Oh, man.
A real mess.
- Well, how about lunch? | - Lunch? That's a good idea.
I'm hungry.
What should we have? - Spaghetti? | - With meatballs? Yeah, Trivette.
All right.
Thanks.
The Lodge.
Two more | of Salvino's men bit the dust.
Oh, boy.
Do you think Yuri's done barfing? Let's go see.
All right, bring him on.
Come on.
- Here we go.
| - What's this? - Who are these guys? | - Get down.
Get us out of here.
| What's the matter with you? Drive.
You lose, Salvino.
Got it.
Here we go.
- Got nothing up here.
| - Excuse us, please.
Looks like somebody won the war, | left no clues, except for this.
Yeah, Salvino got careless.
Yuri, does this card mean | anything to you? We found one just like it | at the other club.
- My God! | - What? I was so busy observing | your procedures, I didn't see.
My God! What is it, Yuri? I should've noticed.
You see, this is so new to me.
Murder scenes I mean, your way of doing things, | of course.
My God, he's here.
- Who's here? | - Max Karpov.
Who's Max Karpov? - English, Yuri.
| - One of the biggest criminals in Russia.
He was finally convicted for murder.
But he escaped the last day | before his execution and this Hanged Man card | was Karpov's signature.
You seem to know a lot about this guy.
All of it.
His friends, his enemies.
On Karpov, I'm an expert\.
Good, because we need you | to help us find him.
Me? English, Yuri.
This mad dog killer? I mean, I'd love to, guys, but I have only day or two | in your country.
I don't think it's possible.
Maybe he's scared to death.
But we need him.
He's the only one | that can identify Karpov.
We got to figure out some way | to keep him here.
Want me to try to take his mind off it? - Yeah, if you can do that, it'd be great.
| - Yeah.
Hey, Yuri.
You all right? You know, I was thinking.
You're in Dallas for a couple more days.
We need to show you around | so you can have some fun.
Anything you wanna see? - Yeah.
| - What? A visit | to a country-western dance club could be something nice | to remember in my old age.
That's, of course, if I have old age.
Country-western? Yuri, I think we can do that.
I just don't understand it.
One minute, we're nuclear | eyeball to eyeball with the Russkies and the next minute we're doing | the two-step with them.
International relations, C.
D.
| Besides, he's a pretty nice guy.
A little green, but a nice guy.
Howdy.
Howdy.
Those boots are a bit tricky, | but they'll learn.
- C.
D.
Parker, retired Texas Ranger.
| - Nice to meet you.
Nice to know you.
Sit down, sit down.
I'm really here.
An authentic country-western | dance club.
Well How about round of drinks for y'all? Sure, sounds good to me.
What you drinking, part\ner? Beer would be fine.
Beer? Well, we just use that down here | to marinate a steak with and maybe just drop a raw egg in it | once in a while.
I thought you Russkies were | real drinkers.
Well, vodka, then.
Vodka? For crying out loud, | that's just potato juice.
That's just a little better.
How about a real authentic | Texas drink? I'd love that.
I'd love to try a real authentic | Texas drink.
What is it? - Tequila.
| - Oh, Lord.
It is a bottom burner, let me tell you.
It's the best.
- Tequila? | - Tequila.
Ma'am, tequila, straight up.
Great.
One and two, one.
One and two, one.
You're getting it.
That's right.
All right.
Getting ready for a twirl? Ready when you are, ma'am.
One and two and one.
Come on.
Mr.
C.
D.
Is sleeping, huh? Yeah, Mr.
C.
D.
Is sleeping.
This tequila is nice little drink.
It's light but tasty.
We need a favor tomorrow, Yuri, | if you don't mind.
Don't be silly.
You're my friends, no? We're your friends, yes.
Yuri, what we'd like you to do is go with us to a couple | of Russian clubs in town, see if you can recognize | any of Karpov's men.
Or Karpov himself.
It's no sweating.
It's my pleasure.
Shall we continue? I really showed that Russkie, | didn't I, Cordell? Yeah, you sure did, C.
D.
If you recognize anyone, | just point him out to me.
- Don't do anything.
| - Absolutely.
Walker, after all, I'm a professional.
Moscow Police.
Victor Zaryev, | you're under arrest.
Victor Zaryev.
Stop your running.
Stop, you criminal.
Don't get Stop.
Stop or I'll shoot, you'll see.
| I'll shoot.
Stop.
- Oh, my Hey.
| - He's got a gun.
Where you? | Hey, what is your problem? - Who's that guy? | - What guy? Stop.
Stop.
Stop.
I'll catch you anyway.
Stop.
Missed me.
I'll get you, | I'll get you alive.
You missed again.
Watch out, watch out.
Vic, Vic, Vic.
I'll get you.
I'll get you, man.
Can't believe it! Stop, stop.
Stop it, you Right.
My bullets.
So how many rounds did I fire? Feeling lucky, punk? Was it six or only five? Six.
You Moscow cops are nothing.
How about a Texas Ranger? You okay? No, I'm not okay.
You just saw me make a fool of myself, and exposing what I really am.
A fake.
My first year on the streets | was a disaster.
I couldn't do anything right at all.
Once I helped a man to push | his stalled car until it start\ed.
He drove away.
I was so proud to have helped him.
Until I found out that the car was stolen | and the trunk was full of contraband.
How were you supposed | to know that, Yuri? I knew I was no Dirt\y Harry, | that's for sure.
Not even a little Dirt\y Harry.
Something was missing.
And then they assigned me to How do you call it in English, | the Identification Bureau? Yeah and chained me to the desk | for the last years.
Now's your chance | to prove yourself, Yuri.
Yeah, huh? And today I reached new heights | of ashamedness.
I'll go back to Moscow | and resign myself from the force.
Listen to me, Yuri.
You chased a hardened criminal | into that alley, alone.
That took a lot of guts.
Believe me, you're no coward.
And I need you here.
I'd like to do anything | to deserve your trust.
Even walk into the mouth of hell.
Well, I hope you don't have to do that.
Alex, can you figure out a way | to release Victor Zaryev? - What? | - To release Zaryev? But we just got him, didn't we? Yeah, we sure did | and I want to release him.
Can you do it? I'll see what I can do.
Good.
Okay, dosvedanya.
Trivette, I'm approaching | Washaw at Randall.
- Ready to leapfrog? | - Yeah, ready to leapfrog.
Leapfrog, the real police language.
He's all yours.
Not too loose.
Absolutely, Walker.
Absolutely, Walker.
We stay not too loose.
Out, Yuri.
Hold on a minute, Walker.
| We might have gotten lucky here.
I'm on my way back.
Drink vodka.
It's good.
Good.
Good.
Good, that vodka.
Stay here, Yuri.
Hey, boss, I'm free.
I called lvan | and he said you might be here, so I thought I'd surprise you.
You fool.
You've led them to me.
I don't know.
Sit down.
Dr.
Williams to pharmacy.
| Dr.
Williams to pharmacy, please.
You think he's getting | any information out of Zaryev? That's what I'm gonna find out.
Did he say anything? Nothing of import\ance.
| He is delirious.
He spoke about Russia, his mother, | his sisters, the Afghan War.
I am very sorry, Walker.
Well, you did what you could.
- Try again tomorrow? | - Yeah.
You have reached | Ranger Walker's desk.
Please leave a message.
Dear friend, this is Yuri.
I lied to you.
Zaryev did tell me | something useful, I hope.
A telephone number to contact Karpov and other information | that I will use tomorrow to hopefully go undercover | with Karpov's gang.
When I get what I need to trap Karpov, | I will call.
I know this is a betrayal, but you | wouldn't let me to do it otherwise.
Too dangerous, you would say.
I am terrified of dying, I admit it.
But if I go along like this | with no respect for myself, I might as well be dead anyway.
Please forgive me.
Mr.
Karpov? Gregory Rostov.
How about a little Moscow hug, Rostov, like an old pal to another? Hug? Sure.
No wire, no gun.
Good.
- Hi, are you okay here? | - Yeah.
So Zaryev told you about me.
Like I said on the phone, he said that a guy with contacts | like mine in Dallas can make great money for both of us.
Or just for you.
Selling to the cops, for instance.
No, I don't play game like that, | Mr.
Karpov.
What's the proposition? I've got snitches everywhere.
Even in the police.
What can you tell me | that I don't already know? I think nothing.
Have a nice day.
What about Rawhide? Your meth factory in Fort\ Wort\h? Who told you about Rawhide? - Victor Zaryev? | - My guy on the police.
See, I was looking to sell you something and when I mentioned the name Karpov, he told me | about a Texas Ranger named Walker who's trying to bring you in.
It seems that he found out | that you took over Salvino's operation.
One of the Salvino's old boys | snitched about Rawhide.
So now Walker put himself | in charge of the raid.
What raid? Tomorrow morning at a.
m.
Okay.
I clear the place out.
If you're right, we got a deal.
But if you're wrong you're dead.
I don't want you doing this, Yuri.
No, no, it's too late.
| Remember, Rawhide Enterprise.
Make the raid at or I'm historical.
And again, I apologize, guys.
But you're my good friends | and I want you to be proud of me.
And of course, also, I want | to make me proud of myself too.
Love you.
Goodbye.
What else can we do | but follow his plan? Make it look as real as possible.
Inside the building, open up.
We have a search warrant.
Here we go.
Hit it.
Force it.
All right.
On three.
- In there.
| - Let's go, go, go.
Clear.
Thanks for the help.
Damn it.
Seems we cleaned up the place | just in time.
I'm happy if you're happy, Mr.
Karpov.
You'd have gone off this roof | headfirst if I wasn't, Gregory.
How would you like to take | a firsthand look at the operation? I'd like that very much, sir.
Come on.
Headquart\ers.
And thanks to you, | all the inventory from Rawhide too.
At first, my idea was simply | to come in here, rape Salvino's operation, take all I could handle | and retire in South America.
But now, I think maybe I should clean myself up | with a good lawyer and seek the American dream.
You've got a good start\, boss.
Don't I? Everything.
From thousands | in counterfeit hundreds, tons of hijacked TVs, VCRs, to these: Borrowed automobiles.
It's incredible.
So Zaryev was right.
You are the boss for me.
- Where's the bathroom? | - What? The toilet? Oh, sure.
Over there.
I'll be back.
- Walker.
| - Walker, hi.
- This is Yuri.
| - Yuri, where are you? The address here is Delmar.
Okay, we're on our way.
Get out of there, Yuri.
| Now, you understand? Yeah, I'll try, I'll try.
| I'll make up some excuse, yeah.
See you soon.
Delmar.
Boss, this is great.
I have to run.
Hey, what are you doing? So what? It's easy to explain.
I was talking to a girl.
| Yeah, my girlfriend.
In the toilet? Yeah, I didn't wanna bother anyone.
And we like to talk nasty to each other.
All backup units establish | at - at Delmar.
Surround the building.
| ETA, three minutes.
Hang on.
Make that two minutes.
I want to know everything, | what you told the authorities.
And I want to know it now.
I told them nothing.
Don't lie to me.
Freeze.
- Get down.
| - Get down.
Put your arms right down.
- Put it down.
| - Hands behind your back.
Thanks, Yuri.
You saved my neck.
You all right, Yuri? I never felt better in my life.
And out of nowhere, | Yuri comes flying through the air, takes Karpov down, knocks him out | and saved my life.
- Great.
| - Yuri, I wanted to say goodbye.
Oh, wait, wait.
Walker, tell Mr.
C.
D.
| What happened at the warehouse.
Well, Trivette and I | burst into this warehouse and we see Karpov working Yuri over.
- Go on.
| - Okay, okay.
We get into a firefight | with Karpov and his men and I jump one of Karpov's men | to take him down.
And then I'm getting ready | to handcuff him, Karpov gets me in his sights.
And out of nowhere, | Yuri comes flying through the air, takes Karpov down, knocks him out | and saves my life.
- Well, you're a bona fide hero.
| - Oh, it's nothing.
Hey, Yuri.
| I came by to say, "Bon voyage.
" Oh, thank you.
It's so good to see you.
Oh, hear this.
Walker, tell Alex what happened | at the warehouse.
Well, it was like this.
Trivette and I | burst into the warehouse