Walker, Texas Ranger s04e26 Episode Script

Baboon, Baboon, Baboon.
Reggie, over here.
Reggie, you've gotta let me in.
- Reggie, please.
| - Hold it.
Reggie.
Reggie, please.
Reggie.
Reggie.
Reggie, over here.
Reggie, Reggie, please.
Reggie.
That is some crowd, eh? I hope I can get in.
| I've been here for three hours.
Yeah, it's been wild tour.
You're with the band? I'm their photographer.
Simon St.
Christopher.
| How you doing? - Really? | - Yeah, really.
- What? | - Oh, no, I'm sorry, I was just You've modeled, right? Well, yeah, some, but, you know, | not, like, professionally.
That's all the better.
No, it's just that we're looking | for a fresh face for the band's new video, | and I think you're perfect.
All I need's an -by- | to run past the lads.
Well, I don't really have, | you know, a good picture, so No worries.
| We can do a test shoot tonight.
- Oh, but the concert\.
| - Concert\.
Look, I'll tell you what.
I can take you backstage | to meet the lads after the shoot and get you tickets | for tomorrow night.
- You're kidding.
| - No, I'm serious.
- What's your name? | - Jenny Lynn Calder.
Well, Jenny Lynn Calder, | tonight's your lucky night.
- Shall we give it a go? | - Yes.
All right, come on.
Wonderful.
Great.
One second.
That's right.
Beautiful.
You're an angel.
Great, Jenny Lynn.
| Right, now swing your head back.
That's right, that's right, Jenny Lynn.
Oh, the lads are gonna love this.
| Lovely.
Beautiful.
Great.
Lift your chin just a bit.
Great.
Marvelous.
Great.
Get into the music.
That's right.
Good, love.
That's the color of the video.
| Great, marvelous.
Oh, the lads are gonna love these.
Right.
That's right.
Lovely.
Now, let's put the jacket on.
Right, right.
Loving it.
You're so natural.
| That's right.
Big Dog.
- One more question, Ranger Parker.
| - Of course.
I know you've been asked this probably | a million times in the past week, but how's it feel to be inducted | into the Ranger Hall of Fame? "Well, it is a mighty humbling | experience, and one I'm not sure | I rightly deserve.
But I'd be lying | if I did not say how proud I am to be thrown in with the likes | of Hays, Sterling, Hamer, and the rest | of those fine gentlemen.
" - Thank you very much.
| - I don't think Big Dog's feet have hit the ground | since he got the announcement.
He's had one hell of a career, | Trivette.
We got all exotic food, | mountain oysters, the whole shot.
- Thank you very much.
| - You bet.
Yeah.
Doggone it, I can't believe it.
I been looking at myself all week long | in television, the print, everywhere.
It looks like somebody else, | but today, no, it's not anybody else.
It's me, it's me.
I've had the dream | and the dream is real.
No one deserves it | more than you do, C.
D.
Well, I really appreciate that.
It's just coming together, | you know what I mean? - It's real.
It's gonna happen for me.
| - You gonna answer the phone? - You gonna answer the phone? | - Oh, the phone, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, C.
D.
's.
It's your move.
Who is this? Have you checked your mail today? Who am I talking to here? Go check your mail, old man.
I'll wait.
Yeah, Ruby, hand me that mail, | honey, will you, please? Sure thing, C.
D.
Thank you.
Oh, no, my Lord.
What is it? We never finished our game.
Please don't kill that girl.
She's pretty, isn't she? | She's sweet, isn't she? She's waiting for you, Ranger P.
At Hampton Bridge.
Bye-bye.
What's going on, C.
D? I'll explain it to you later.
| We gotta get down to Hampton Bridge.
My Lord.
The Hangman's back.
Get her in the truck.
What do we got | on this Hangman guy anyway? It was a case C.
D.
Had years ago.
Never seen Big Dog | so uptight before.
Bad memories, Trivette.
What is this? Earring could've fallen off | when he threw her over the side.
Yeah.
Hey, Big Dog.
- You okay? | - No.
No, I'm not wort\h a damn.
Walker, what's going on with C.
D? It's the only case C.
D.
Never solved.
I'm flying blind here.
Somebody's gonna | have to bring me up to speed or I'm not gonna be any help to you.
Well, it goes back years ago, | Trivette.
There was a serial killer out strangling young girls | with a -loop knot.
Just like this one.
They brought C.
D.
In on the case, and the killer start\ed taunting him, | daring him to catch him.
Then the killings stopped.
The guy just disappeared.
Till now.
Until now.
I don't know what to do, Cordell.
You know, this case retired me.
Eleven years ago, he killed seven beautiful women.
And he blamed me for not catching him.
And he was right.
Then I start\ed blaming myself.
And I got real sick.
I couldn't sleep.
I couldn't think straight.
And the sick monster kept saying that it was a game.
All the time that he kept saying | it was a game, young women | were losing their lives.
We're gonna catch him, C.
D.
I promise.
I need this one.
- I'll take a message.
| - Ranger's office.
One moment, please.
Well, here it is, fellas.
The long and the short\ of it.
Hey, Big Dog.
We're checking your Jane Doe | through Missing Persons.
We got her picture on the wire, | we're coordinating with Homicide, so everybody's on the same page.
We're gonna get this guy.
No, you're gonna get him because | I don't want any more part\ of it.
What is this, C.
D? I've never heard you say | "quit" before.
I'm quitting the case.
And I'm also asking not to be inducted | into the Hall of Fame.
Wait a minute, the Hall of Fame | isn't about one case, C.
D.
- It's about your whole career.
| - The guy's out there, he's alive.
You can't let the Hangman | do this to you, C.
D.
Jimmy, I put everything | I've got into this.
- I can't give it any more.
| - I don't wanna hear that.
You're gonna help us catch this guy, | C.
D.
, and that's the end of it.
All right, what about prison records? Guys with the profile who went in around the time | that the hangings stopped.
I did it.
I'm not just talking about here.
Across the country, or overseas.
I did it.
Hospitals? - I did it.
| - Military records? I did it.
- All right, what about? | - Jimmy, listen.
I checked cemeteries, | hoping he'd blown his brains out.
I looked under every rock.
| There was nothing there.
I had people come down from Virginia | to profile this man.
His mother abused him | when he was a child.
He hated her.
He hated his mother, | he hates women.
That's all there is.
That's all there is! - I'm sorry.
| - It's all here in the file, Trivette.
This psycho thinks this is a game, | and C.
D.
Is his opponent.
Pick it up.
C.
D.
's.
Hey, Ranger P.
Do you find you work better | out of a bar now? Well, what do you want? What do I want? I wanna finish our game.
- I'm not interested.
| - You better get interested.
If you think that I came back | to this town so that you could turn around | and quit on me, you'd better think again.
I got nothing to say to you.
Oh, yeah? Well, when they put you | in that Ranger Hall of old washed-up, burnt-out, | has-beens Now, look here.
- why don't you show them | that picture I sent you? She was pretty, wasn't she? She's not so pretty now.
Let's go nail the son of a bitch.
When's the time of death? Sometime after , | sometime before midnight.
Come on, Vince, | this is a high-tech society we're in.
You can do better than that, | can't you? We're always the last one | to get the call, C.
D.
Yeah, I know.
There was no trace of drugs.
In fact, | she was a very healthy young girl.
She was killed someplace indoors about two hours before | he strung her up on Hampton Bridge.
Well, what about the noose? Same rope you can find at just about | any good tack or hardware store.
Nothing's changed, C.
D.
It's the same m.
o.
| As it was years ago.
He's still a wacko.
And we don't have one damn thing | on him, do we? - Yeah? | - Hey, easy, C.
D.
It's me.
Got a Missing Persons | on your girl.
I'm sorry, I thought you was that Listen, her name | is Jenny Lynn Calder.
She's .
She lives at Brookhaven.
| She lived there with her parents.
I got Homicide going over there now.
All right, now listen to me, Jimmy.
| You gotta get on the street.
Somebody saw her going to eat, | going to a movie or something.
Get out and get on the street.
| I'm gonna go to see Cordell right now.
- I'm on it.
| - Thanks.
Vince, have to take | a rain check on that.
- Fine.
| - Thank you.
You up for this? Oh, this is the worst part\.
I don't understand.
The detectives have been all through | her room.
What are you looking for? Anything that would tell us | where your daughter was that night.
Prestonwood Mall.
| She went to a movie.
But I told the detectives all this.
- Why are the Rangers involved? | - Mr.
Calder, I've been working on this case | more years than I'd care to admit to.
- You mean this has happened before? | - Yes, sir, years ago.
A serial killer.
You're telling me that my daughter | was killed by a serial killer? Yes, sir.
Yes, she was.
Well, why haven't we heard anything | about it, or read about it? I don't understand.
It was an old case.
It's been years, | and it start\ed up again.
There's been a monster | on these streets all these years and you've never found him? Yes, ma'am.
Because of you, | my Jenny Lynn is dead.
I'm sorry.
Sir, if you don't mind, | we'd like to check her room.
Sure.
This way.
Beautiful girl.
Handsome family too.
For crying out loud.
What the hell was that, Cordell? A group called Baboon.
Boy, it sounds like it.
My gosh, what happened | to Johnny Cash and Willie Nelson? Different generation, C.
D.
I'll say.
C.
D.
, come here.
That group Baboon opened on the same night | Jenny Lynn was killed.
A place called Trees.
Yeah, I know that place.
| Down on Deep Ellum.
You know what? I've got a hunch that Jenny Lynn | didn't tell her parents the truth about where she was that night.
I think you're right.
Hi, this is Jenny Lynn.
Please leave a message after | that silly tone and I'll call you back.
You know I will.
Ranger P.
, this is your conscience.
Are you there? Ranger P.
, I know you're there.
Pick up the phone.
Ranger Parker.
Ranger Parker.
Now, that's more like it.
Back in the old saddle.
Yeah, and I'm gonna stay in the saddle | till I run you to the ground.
That's the spirit.
Back in the game.
It's not a game, it's for keeps.
Oh, is it? Well, good.
Did you figure out where I picked up | Jenny Lynn the other night? Why don't you tell me? Nothing's changed, has it? You're still stupid.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
You're not gonna figure it out, | are you? You were too stupid years ago | to figure it out, and you're still stupid.
Am I going to have to lead you | by the nose again? - Could be.
| - A poem.
Trees.
I picked her up at Trees.
- Did you get that, Ranger P.
? | - Yeah, I got it.
God, you bore me.
And you do not want | to get me bored again, do you, Ranger P? Now, listen, don't be doing anything | that's gonna be Don't tell me what to do.
This is the game, and I am winning.
Cordell, he's gonna do it again.
Let's go check out that club.
Yeah.
What did they? | What did they say? Gotta get | Gotta get away Who's got? | Who's got the insight? Nice.
You say she's missing | or something? She's dead.
Sorry, I just can't seem to place her.
There must have been a thousand girls | here that night, you know? Not a thousand that look like her.
| Now, think.
- Can I see that again, please? | - Sure.
There was this girl outside, | a preppie type.
This could have been her.
I was gonna let her in, but when I turned around, | she disappeared.
Anybody with her? | Being friendly or anything? I don't know.
There might have been this guy, but if I told you I knew | what he looked like, I'd be lying.
Ranger Parker.
Hey, Ranger P.
| It's crowded, isn't it? He's here.
What would they? | What would they say? They'll twist it in you | And play Who's got? | Who's got the insight? Who's that? | Who's that they shot? - Did you see anything? | - Didn't see a thing.
Over there, Cordell.
Can't fear | Lost concentration Can't feel | Too scared to say Who's got? | Who's got the insight? Who shot? | Who shot him dead? I can't believe it.
Thanks.
Somebody looks pissed.
Yeah, well, my girlfriend | was supposed to be here a half hour ago with the tickets.
Listen, I don't mean to be rude, | but do you have a comp card? - A what? | - Oh, I mean a composite.
You're a model, right? | I mean, you gotta be a model.
Good line.
Hey, I'm dead serious.
If you're not, you ought to be.
Actually, you know, you're not | the first person that told me that.
I just never really What? - Well, you know, l | - Yeah, I'll tell you what I know.
I've been shooting pictures | for over years.
And I know a potential supermodel | when I see one.
- Really? | - Yeah.
I see next month's cover of Vogue.
| I see Cosmo.
I see you.
I don't know about that.
Now Now, let me see.
This fella was up there | close to you, but you didn't | Didn't notice anything? Well, it was dark | and there were lots of people around.
I was really | just watching the dancers.
Yes, ma'am, | but with all due respect, now, here's a man that's less | than five feet from you that's created this commotion, and you tell me | that you don't see him? I didn't see a man.
- I just saw her, I saw her jump.
| - That was a damn mannequin.
Mannequins don't jump.
| She had to be thrown.
He had to throw her over that railing.
Look, I'm sorry, | I just didn't see anybody.
No, ma'am, I'm sorry, I'm very sorry.
Yes, ma'am.
I know that you did | the best you could.
Yes, ma'am, I'm sorry.
I don't have any more questions | for you, ma'am.
- Okay.
| - You can go now.
C.
D.
, why don't you go home | and get some rest? You've been working | around the clock, okay? Yeah, I'll go home | and get some rest.
- You bet.
Okay.
| - Yeah.
I'll just get some rest.
I just got this crazy idea.
Well, it's not so crazy.
| It makes perfect sense to me.
Why don't you come over to my studio, | I'll shoot a couple rolls of you, and I'll put it on my editor's desk | first thing in the morning? No, I really wanna see this.
Oh, darling, you'll be coming up | to things like this in a limousine before long.
Oh, I don't know about that one.
All right.
My name's Kale Davis.
My studio's just around the corner.
I could have had you done | in minutes.
Wait.
- Sure.
| - You're sure? Yeah, I mean, | what do I have to lose, right? Yeah, well, there you go.
- What is your name? | - I'm Annie.
Annie Braxton.
Well, Annie Braxton, | tonight is your lucky night.
Here we go.
Oh, there she is.
- Who? | - Carrie Ann.
What? Do you have a little card or something? | I could call you tomorrow.
Tomorrow's no good.
| I have a deadline.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
| - No, I just think we should go now.
No, let me go.
Annie, what's the matter? I don't know.
I mean, I was just talking | to that guy, and he's cute.
- He said something about pictures | - Well, are you okay? - C.
D.
's.
| - No, no, no, not C.
D.
's.
You're Ranger P.
Say it.
Ranger P.
You know who I am.
- Say it.
| - Why? Your face.
The look on your face.
I am celebrating | the look on your face when that dummy of mine | swung down before you dummies.
Do you know how easy | it would have been for me to put another bitch out of her misery | right before your very bug eyes? - Do you, old man? | - Then why didn't you? Because there is order in the game.
There is precision in the game.
There is beauty in the game.
Where have you been | the last years? I've been sad.
But now, I'm happy.
You forgot who you're talking to.
| I can tell by your tone.
You ain't happy at all, boy.
These bitches.
You think they're angels and you just can't trust them.
You can't trust them | to play by the rules.
Is that too much to ask? - Yeah, did you get anything, Jimmy? | - No, nothing.
That's what I was afraid of.
Listen, I think there's | some young lady out there that was almost snatched tonight | by the Hangman.
I'll get a bulletin out ASAP.
Yeah, if you get anything on that, | let me know, will you? - Stay by the phone.
| - Yeah.
I'll get back to you.
Oh, okay.
His eyes were bigger than that.
His nose wasn't as flat.
He was a really good-looking guy, | you know.
I mean, he kind of reminded me | of that actor, dark hair, you know, really intent.
Oh, that's him, right there.
That's him.
So that's our man.
Jimmy, get that face | on the wire ASAP, will you? The man who did these drawings, | named Adam Quinn.
He's years old | and release date was April th to our outpatient facility | on Gaston Avenue.
And I'm afraid that's all the information | I can give you, Ranger.
But I can tell you that he made | very substantial progress.
Do the drawings look like the work | of a troubled mind? Those drawings | look like crime scenes, doctor, where he left his victims hanging.
Mr.
Quinn's paid up | through the end of the month.
Real nice fella.
Quiet.
Hold it.
Clean as a whistle, Cordell.
Yep, I've jumped our bogeyman.
"Congratulations, Ranger P.
You've picked up the scent.
Maybe you'll make | the Hall of Fame after all.
" More brass | the damn government knew.
Much obliged.
Officer Blake, this fella just kills | on Friday and Saturday nights.
All the victims range | from to years of age, blond or fair-haired.
And they're all out on the town | on a special occasion.
We now know | what those occasions were.
Special concert\s, movie openings, | things of this nature.
Anywhere people | are gonna be taking pictures.
Annie Braxton said he posed | as a photographer.
- What openings do we have tonight? | - Well, there's two.
A club opening on McKinney, and a new art\ exhibit | at the Edith Baker Gallery.
Quinn thinks he's an art\ist.
He'll be at that one.
Okay, then we'll stake out the gallery | and we'll have the other place covered.
- Okay? | - Any questions, officer? If I should make contact? We'll be on him like white on rice.
C.
D.
, what makes you think | he's gonna strike tonight? Well, I'm supposed to be inducted | in the Hall of Fame tomorrow.
I feel like he'd wanna rub my nose | in it tonight.
- Susan, you be careful out there, hon.
| - Okay.
Smile.
Beautiful.
Thank you.
Oh, I'm doing great.
| I didn't know you were gonna be here.
You look wonderful.
In and clear.
Stay alert\.
May I? Thank you.
All right.
This could be him.
Hi.
Heads up.
False alarm.
Wrong guy, C.
D.
I may be wrong about this, Cordell.
| He may not make a move tonight.
We have to play it | all the way through, C.
D.
I'll go get some fresh air.
- It's him! | - Excuse me.
Cordell! Jimmy! I got him.
I got him.
Trivette, he's outside.
It's him! Quinn.
What's going on? He went way up there.
He's too fast.
Trivette, there's stairs.
| I'm gonna check it out.
Trivette! Texas Ranger.
You're under arrest.
It's been a great game, Ranger P.
It's never been a game.
Put the knife down | and put your hands up.
Don't make me shoot you.
Don't make me shoot you.
Do what you gotta do.
Damn you.
| Don't make me shoot you.
Don't do this.
Damn you.
What a great shot, Ranger P.
Game's over.
The Ranger's motto is: "No man in the wrong can stand up against | a man in the right who keeps on coming.
" The people of the State of Texas | honor C.
D.
Parker for years of dedicated service, above and beyond | anyone's call of duty.
You embody the proud tradition | of the Texas Rangers.
It is my honor to bestow on you | this commemorative plaque as a keepsake.
C.
D.
Parker, you may now take | your hard-fought and rightful place in the Texas Rangers | Hall of Fame.