This is your fault.
All of it.
Just-just... just think for a second.
Will you just think? Think about what you're doing?
What I'm doing?
They're dead because of you.
My wife is dead because of you.
So don't tell me to think about what I'm doing.
Uh, well, I-I don't know what Carlos told you here.
No, he told me enough.
He told me you were there at the hospital with Cali,
a contract killer.
He told me you forced him to confess to Emily's murder.
Now, that's not... that's not what happened.
- You talked him through it, didn't you? - No.
Told him what to say? Because Stan Morrison,
DPS commissioner, would know exactly
what would hold up in court.
You forced us to live a lie.
That ends today.
Okay. Oh, I-I was there, all right? I was there.
All right? But Cali forced me to coach him how to take the fall.
All right? He was dying. It was my idea to pay him.
Oh, look at you. Quite a saint. Yeah.
No. That's not...
You are involved in a cover-up
with Northside Nation.
How deep do they have their hooks in you?
Santos.
He had something on you, didn't he?
No gunshot wound. They didn't do this.
You did this.
You don't even know what you're looking at.
I never figured you for a killer, Stan.
Did you kill my wife?
Cordi.
No.
So, what, you're gonna take me in now,
or what-what... what happens?
You said that like you were hoping I would say "Yes".
Like someone who still has people on the inside.
Give me your phone.
Then get in the truck.
Drop it.
Where we going?
Drive.
Subtle, isn't it?
Didn't he say he was gonna meet us here?
Yeah, Stan, it's Bonham.
Look, I don't know if you're having any regrets about hosting
this little vow renewal thing,
- but we're here and, uh... - Huh.
Hey. I found it.
Let's go.
Yeah, listen, don't file charges,
but we're, uh, about to break into your house.
Whoa-oa-oa.
Wow. If DPS pays this well,
why does Stan want to be district attorney?
Oh, man.
Wow. Hey, hey, hey, election results will
come in later. Just take a break.
Please?
Oh, hey. Look how happy Dad is here.
Oh, yeah. He was.
Your mama gave birth to you
- the next day. - Really?
Work before family.
I'm totally kidding.
Dad's actually been kind of cool lately.
Doesn't mean I still can't joke about it.
All right, how are we gonna make this place magic?
Okay, don't get mad at me,
but I need to ask you both something serious.
Are breakfast tacos just for breakfast?
No. No.
- Absolutely not. - No, no, no, no, no.
- They're 24/7, Ma. - Okay. Good.
Something we can all be on the same page about
- in this household. - Oh, 100%.
Have you tried kolaches yet?
- Mm. - No.
- Queso. We have to get queso. - Mm. Oh, yeah.
- Okay. - That Lonestar Pu-pu platter?
More like Choo-Choo platter.
Okay, Trey. You remember.
So, how'd it start?
When did you turn?
Some of us in law enforcement felt the strain of budget cuts.
Cops, judges, weren't going to make their pension.
It wasn't right.
So I decided to get creative.
Yeah, so you started putting drugs back on the streets?
- Unbelievable. - Seemed efficient.
But we got greedy. We had the product from a drug bust.
We just needed the distribution, and the, uh...
you know, the established dealers, and, uh...
...that was Northside.
Once they were in, and knew the play, they just...
Oh, they just wanted to keep it going.
You know how hard it is to crawl out of an abyss?
You and James put a big old dent in Northside,
but they're-they're still out there.
Yeah, I figured as much. Otherwise,
you'd be behind bars right now.
Uh, don't kill me, but
we're running on empty here.
I mean, that was a poor choice
of words, but, uh, you know.
Pull over at the next stop.
So how far we going, Cordell?
I mean, I know I'm talking to a man with a gun on me, but, uh,
we're getting gas?
I mean, you dug a perfectly good grave back there
if you wanted to put me in the ground.
Do you have any idea what I'm dealing with right now?
What I just found out?
You killed my wife.
I didn't kill her.
You're lying, Stan. I can feel it.
I just don't know how to prove it... yet.
Listen,
we both know you still got people on the inside.
So, uh, if you're getting nervous
thinking if I'm gonna do this by the books
or put a bullet in your head, that's fine with me, Stan.
Put your hands on the wheel... ten and two.
Yeah, there you go.
Just like DPS standard procedure says.
So you don't try anything funny.
Thank you.
_
What did you do?
I did what I had to do.
Maybe even saved you from yourself.
Give me that.
Emergency services. Are you kidding me?
You're trying to get ahead of this, huh? Shift the narrative.
You know all the angles in the courtroom, right, Stan?
So what is it here? Huh?
Ranger with a checkered past
still grieving the loss of his wife
forces a confession from a trusted family friend.
Thing is,
none of that's a lie now, is it?
There's no evidence, son.
And you know why?
_
Because I didn't kill your wife.
I'm another crooked politician. Yeah. Yeah, bring me in.
But going all lone wolf on this isn't gonna help anybody.
Yeah, you're right.
Start the truck. Go.
Damn it, Walker. We should've seen it.
I'm gonna keep calling you, man. Call me back.
I need to know what the hell's going on.
All right.
Everybody, listen up!
For now, I just... I need y'all to keep doing your jobs. Okay?
We're still gathering info.
There's no need to jump to conclusions.
I don't want anybody speaking to the press.
If you're working a case, just keep working that case.
Don't get distracted by all this.
Ramirez, you hear the news?
No, but I think I know what the problem is. Walker.
A text came in from Stan Morrison.
He's saying that Walker is holding him hostage.
- What? - I don't know.
He's not answering my calls.
I think it's probably because he...
He doesn't want to disobey an order.
Actually, that's-that's not my guess,
but, yeah, we'll go with that.
Micki, find him
and find out what's going on.
Loud and clear, Cap.
I'll fill you in once I find something.
All right.
Micki?
Walker, what the hell is going on?
- Stan... he killed Emily. - Oh, come on.
- Walker... - I went to talk to Carlos.
He told me Stan was with Cali at the hospital.
He's been working with Northside Nation all along.
They tried to kill me.
- What? When? - Couple hours ago.
In a field outside Marshal's Ford.
There are bodies there. Stan also killed Byron Santos.
- He must have been on the same track. - Walker,
Captain James called. Everyone is looking for you.
If you have Stan, you got to bring him in now.
No, I can't. I can't. Micki, not right now. There...
There was McLawson, Campbell.
There are others.
Micki, you're the only person I can trust right now.
What do you need?
Stan knew I was going to see Carlos.
His guys were probably gonna
take care of him after they killed me.
Oh, my God. I-I told him. This is all my fault.
I'm leaving to get Carlos now, okay?
Be careful.
I will. And Walker...
I'm sorry.
Hey, what's going on?
Trey, I need your help.
So, what's our signature drink?
Oh, bourbon and honey is fancy enough for me.
We can call it "The Taylor-Burton".
Why Taylor-Burton?
For couples that remarried.
It's better than Wood-Wagner.
Oh, good move.
You picked the place that we liked when we went sampling.
Oh, yes, I did, and August ate
all the samples that night, by the way.
Oh.
All right.
Check it.
Your phone. You've been fidgety for the past hour.
I want to know, too.
What is it?
My office has been trying to reach me.
My brother took Stan hostage.
- What? - I have to tell my family.
It's from Mom. She, uh, kept a few of the chips
so she could show people.
Please step out of the car
and place your hands above your head.
Stay in the car.
He murdered my wife!
He's not a hostage. He's in my custody.
You didn't call it, Ranger.
Yeah, 'cause I didn't know who to trust.
Guess I still don't.
You're awfully far south of Travis County, Sheriff.
I'm betting you didn't call this in, either.
Get down!
- They're shooting at us! - Yeah, I know, Stan.
Go! Start the truck! Drive through it.
- What? - Drive! Go!
- They tried to kill us! - Yeah, you're expendable now, Stan.
I know too much. Northside Nation, my cops on the inside.
They don't want me to talk.
Turn south.
Where we going?
We're going to the border. Go.
Go.
- Daddy? - Cordell. Where are you, son?
He killed her.
I believe you.
We all do.
But you need to bring him in now.
No, not yet.
Not until I can prove he did it.
Let us help you. Don't shut us out.
Trust me, what you need now is family.
Don't do this alone.
Daddy, I-I got to talk to my brother.
- Cordell, I'm here. - Listen to me.
I need your office to get protective custody
for Carlos Mendoza.
Carlos Mendoza?
He knows the truth about Stan,
about Northside Nation, everything.
Liam, I need him safe.
I'll do it. Where-where is he now?
I... I, uh... I have someone bringing him in.
Cordell, did Stan confess?
No.
Of course not.
You and I both know he's gonna fight this till the very end.
Hey, maybe there's something we can all do, all of us.
Together.
Look, Northside or God knows who else could already be here.
I'm a Ranger. This is my job.
- I can't risk getting... - Hey, hey.
I was in Fallujah and Kandahar.
I'm not about to go back out there in the damn car and wait.
I got your six.
All right, so what's the plan?
Excuse me.
What room is Carlos Mendoza? I need to run blood work
and get him in for an EMG.
- I'm sorry. You're...? - Uh...
Dr. Thomas.
I got an SOS from Admin,
and the patient was complaining about numbness in his right leg.
So, they want to run a chem panel
before heading to neurology.
Give me a minute.
Thank you.
He's in room 348, down the hall.
- Room 348. Thank you. - Mm-hmm.
It's not hard playing doctor when you almost became one.
Mr. Mendoza?
Who are you?
Cordell Walker sent me, sir. I-I'm his partner,
Micki Ramirez.
We need to get you out of here now. You might be in danger.
Are your clothes here?
- Yes. - Can he handle a move?
Yeah. I got some meds in my kit.
- You want to get the chair? All right. - Yeah. Yeah.
All right, let's go.
Excuse me? Excuse me, Dr. Thomas?
Dr. Thomas?
Sorry, we've got to get the patient down to X-ray stat.
Doctor, I have some questions.
See you later.
Later, Geri.
Safe to come in now.
I told them it was an early night after you called.
Sheriffs came by earlier looking for Walker.
What-What's... what's going on?
Stan Morrison.
He killed Emily.
- What? - Look, Northside Nation's
- gonna be looking for Carlos. - Oh, my God.
We have to keep him safe until morning until we can get him
into protective custody for him to testify.
I'm sorry, Geri. I just...
- I didn't know who to trust right now. - No.
It's-It's Okay. We're... We're gonna get you settled.
Where is Walker now?
Where are we going?
Wait a minute. I've been here.
Wait. This is where...
Pull over.
I brought you
to the last place anyone would look for us
to face the people
who deserve to know the truth about what happened that night.
Get out of the truck.
No more lies, Stan.
No more games.
You're gonna tell us the truth.
You're gonna confess.
All of this...
this ends tonight.
So, tell me.
Tell me how it went. Tell my family.
No. You know what?
Tell Emily's family.
Why would you want to do this?
You ever lost someone, Stan?
You ever had someone taken from you like this?
So, uh...
Northside Nation...
uh, they control... the, uh...
Oh, they control everything.
You were with them?
So that's why my mom is dead?
No. No, no, no, I'm not with them.
I wanted to save her.
Tell me how I'm supposed to believe a single word you say.
After everything.
Tell me how I'm not supposed to kill you right now.
I found these at your house.
Well, you'd better start talking, you son of a *.
Uh, we were making a drop down by the border.
surveillance drones would have eyes so we stuck to the roads
that no one would be looking at.
Not bad.
And, uh, we heard something.
We looked up, and we saw her there.
Emily.
You know her?
Cali saw that we knew each other.
- And that it was trouble. - Well, that's a problem.
So she took a shot.
And she missed.
Wait! What are you...? Hang on!
But when Emily started running,
she saw that Emily was on the phone.
Something's not right.
She, uh, took another shot.
There were two gunshot wounds, Stan.
She wasn't dead...
when you found her, was she?
Oh.
Who is she to you?
She was a friend. Uh, was a...
a Ranger's wife.
Oh, hell no.
Wait, wait a minute. No, no.
We... we got to get her to the hospital.
It's okay, Emmy.
If we leave now, we...
She's your problem.
You pull that trigger, or I'll finish you myself.
They owned me.
They still own me.
It's... I just felt like I couldn't take the risk.
Take a risk?
Take what kind of risk?
A risk on my wife, on my wife's life?!
I know what I've done.
I'm sorry.
Well...
I need to hear you say it.
Emmy, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Why did you take the poker chips?
I don't know.
I mean, maybe I didn't want to forget what I'd done.
Um...
but I think a part of me wanted to get caught.
So,
you back for good now?
I-I thought I cut ties,
but it's harder than I thought.
You know, this family...
it's, um, not an easy thing to walk away from.
I was the one who found Emily that night.
Em?
Emily?!
Sorry.
Oh, my God, Emily!
Um, and when I found out
that Northside was involved in Emily's murder
and that they were running their money through my own damn bar...
that's why I left for a little bit.
Just makes me sick.
What I got myself into, what it cost.
The same people who paid him off.
They ran the money through my family businesses.
And my niece's art gallery was the biggest.
That's just like they ran it through The Side Step.
So, when did you
decide to start lying to us?
Was it right away?
What about the, uh,
first time you looked in my eyes? Was it then?
Or-or was it at Emily's funeral?
What about the intervention?
You sat on my couch and watched my son tell his children
he was leaving them.
When you called me
"Sweetpea", or Augie "Sport",
did you even think for a second
about what you had taken from us?
I...
I'm a selfish bastard.
I... couldn't admit what I'd done.
Every day, I tried... to forget it.
When I was at your house, around your table,
I-I... I just hated myself.
I was trying to make it up to you
every second, but what makes up for that?
So, yeah, I pushed you out of town, undercover,
'cause I knew you'd never stop looking
into what happened to Emily.
I knew you'd never quit.
Hell,
I thought the Rodeo Kings might even end you.
I'd throw the book at me if I could.
We're on site, east entrance.
Hold tight. Feds are inside.
One last security check.
So, you ready to testify?
Hell, yes, against all of 'em.
And?
Yeah, and to that, to what I did.
You know, the, uh, final count came in.
Tight race, but...
you-you beat my brother.
You'd have been named D.A. today.
Not your time, I guess.
You should've killed me while you had the chance.
- Do you think you're gonna walk? - What? No, no.
- No way in hell. - No, no. No, that's not what I meant.
I think you know what it's like to s-split your soul.
Oh, don't you dare compare
- what I went... - No, no, no, no, of course not.
No, what I did was unforgivable,
but I had to go on, I had to live.
I had to live with that regret,
believing in my own version of things.
The difference between you and me?
You're on the right path.
Ah, hell, if you hadn't have stopped me, I...
I probably would've just kept going.
Perimeter's secure.
Walker, you're clear.
Time to face the music.
You sure you're okay to walk?
I got him.
Get down!
We got a shooter!
- Let's go. - Go!
Go, go. Go.
Right there. Right there.
Right there.
- You okay? - Yeah.
Stan Morrison's been hit! We need a medic!
We need a medic in here!
Breathe, breathe.
Hey, hey. Medic!
Well, someone's looking out for you.
We-we need a medic!
Over here!
Stan's in critical condition.
- Okay. Okay. - I know.
If he makes it through, his testimony will help us
take down the rest of Northside Nation.
Yeah.
You know, this, uh... this has your stamp all over it.
I hope you're proud.
Well, the question is, who takes their place, right?
Oh, come on, Cap.
Take a moment to feel good.
- Yeah, she's right. - What about this guy? Cordell,
these past months, you had a lot of chances to...
make the wrong decision, but...
you ended up doing the right thing
in almost impossible circumstances,
and I'm... I'm pretty sure I know why.
Yeah, of course.
Uh, I know why.
You know, 'cause I... I-I really
dug deep and put in the hard work, yeah?
Uh, no, it's 'cause I'm a genius,
and I partnered you two up.
Oh, come on, Cap.
- No, no. - Yeah, he's a little bit right.
I'm a lot a bit right. Please.
He's a... he's a lot a bit right.
Thank you.
Thank you both for-for trusting me and-and
believing in me.
Everything we've been through. Of course, man.
So, uh, any leads on the sniper?
Well, there's gonna be an investigation.
Try to figure out what the hell happened.
Wait. You think they had inside help?
I don't. Uh, chatter's pointing to a new crime syndicate,
connections in Del Rio.
Might need to send someone down there.
Okay. We'll stay on top of it.
No, you... you are not going anywhere.
I'm not aiming to, Cap. I am, uh...
I'm steady.
I'm square.
All right, man.
Thanks, Cap.
Actually, Ramirez,
can you close the door?
The Del Rio situation... it's looking like ex-military.
Oh, yeah, I, uh... I crossed there when I served, sir.
I know. That's why I'd like your eyes on this
if you're interested.
Undercover?
Look, it might be that Stan wasn't the target.
I took a look at the CCTV footage.
The first hit was definitely on Walker.
You think someone was trying to kill Walker?
This Del Rio group?
Look, we could really use you down there,
but only if you're up for it.
So, you're gonna throw your hat
into the special election or what?
I don't know.
You know, I let so much get between us.
The stuff with my brother.
- And then the politics. - Yeah, yeah, I'm...
pretty aware of what happened,
Mr. Walker.
You know, I didn't take partner in New York
because I wanted to... concentrate on family.
Hmm.
Somewhere along the way I forgot
that you were supposed to be family.
Maybe it's time to start over.
For us to start over.
How?
You want to go on a date?
I love you, Mrs. Walker.
And I, you, Mr. Walker.
I'm sorry we didn't get to do our shindig.
Not that we're ever gonna step foot in that house again.
No.
Well, I've realized...
...we've already been saying everything
that we needed to say.
And I'm not going anywhere.
Are you ready to call the kids in?
Tell 'em?
I am.
Should have done it a long time ago.
I've put off a lot.
Hey.
Where are you right now?
Uh, I don't know. You just... you...
seemed a little bit away, I guess.
Yeah.
I was thinking about the looking glass.
You know, mom and dad's
- mirror in their old bedroom. - Oh.
Oh, yeah. Yeah.
Yeah, it's-it's weird. I'd-I'd find you, like, tapping
all over it, like...
like you were waiting for some invitation
to the other side or whatever.
What were you doing?
I kept hoping I could walk through some portal,
like a dream,
and be somewhere else.
Hey.
What-what are y'all...
what are y'all doing awake?
What's going on? What are we, uh,
what are we talking about?
Thinking of going somewhere.
Not right now. Like,
I'd rather it be an adventure
than an escape, you know?
Yeah.
You, uh, you are...
far wiser than I ever was at your age.
You both are.
- Dad? - Yup?
I don't mean this in a bad way.
Just curious.
Why do you stay here?
Like, right where you grew up?
Baby girl, I... I-I did, uh...
You know, I d-I did travel.
I left, and then... and went away,
- and, uh... - The Marines?
Yeah. Yeah.
Why'd you come back?
Well, uh, Augie,
I-I... I came back because I, uh...
I wanted to start a family.
I-I wanted to start a family with-with your mom.
You know?
Um, I needed to come back home.
And this is home.
This-this... this place,
this house, oh, the... our land...
uh, it's home.
Um... Texas... is home.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Yeah.
That's why I stayed.
All right.
Oh, no.
I can reach it, too.
No, I can reach it.