Time to go.
Coming through.
It is the finding of this court
that in the matter of The People v. Victor LaRue,
judicial error denied the defendant's constitutional right to a fair trial.
The conviction is hereby overturned.
Mr. LaRue shall be released on bond, pending a new trial.
Oh, Walker, I can't believe we're here already.
Why not? You made me pick you up two hours early.
I did no such thing.
Well, at least an hour early. Take it easy.
How can I? It's not every day I give a speech.
It's not like being in court.
- Will you relax? Take a deep breath. - All right.
Did you remember my camera?
Yes, I remembered your dadgum camera.
- Now, sit down. - Okay.
Oh, Walker, I'm so happy you came with me.
I'm a nervous wreck.
What if I forget my speech?
Alex, you're going to do fine.
I hope I'm not interrupting.
LaRue.
Oh, how sweet, you remembered.
Keep your hands where I can see them.
You're very quick. He scared me.
You scared me, but there's no need for melodrama, Walker.
Haven't you heard?
I'm a free man.
I was just getting my release documentation.
Nobody in their right mind would unleash you on society.
Au contraire, counselor.
They're real, Alex.
This is also an opportunity to put the past behind us, Alexandra.
How fitting that I could be here today
to share in your happiness.
- This isn't happening. - Let's find out why.
- Yeah, Trivette. - Trivette,
Victor LaRue just got released from prison.
That lunatic? Not a chance.
Well, they did. Check and find out why.
That's what I'm gonna find out.
- Here you are, ma'am. - Thank you.
Does anyone know what's happening?
Then you want me to testify?
How could this have happened, Walker?
LaRue was supposed to be in prison for life.
The conviction was overturned on a technicality.
Trivette said it had something to do with the impartiality of the judge.
Why wasn't I notified? The man nearly killed me.
The system screwed up, Alex. So, what else is new?
You got that right.
Victor LaRue is the most detestable excuse for a human being
I've ever known.
After what he did, what he tried to do.
Are you up for this?
You're not talking me out of confronting him.
- I've earned the right. - Just tell me you're okay.
- You wanna know the truth? - Yeah.
No, I'm not.
Counselor, Ranger Walker, how lovely to see you both again.
Would you care for tea, croissant?
Why don't you tell me about the luncheon?
Well, I thought the entrÃ©e was a bit disappointing.
And I suppose you did too.
You could have saved yourself the trouble.
The dead rat was unnecessary.
Just seeing you was enough to turn my stomach.
You aren't suggesting I had anything to do
with putting that thing on your plate?
I'm not suggesting, I'm flat out saying it.
But I was as disgusted as you must have been.
Maybe more so.
You see, I've developed an aversion to rodents.
We had so many of them in the cellblock.
I often sat up at night unable to sleep,
listening to them moving inside the walls.
Sounds like a place made to order for you.
Careful. You can't talk to me that way. I'm a free man.
- Not for long. - Really?
Count on it.
I have been proved guilty of nothing.
I'm gonna change that.
And you're going back to the rodents, where you belong.
You're so big and strong, you scare me.
You don't know what scared is yet.
Judge Berlinger, isn't he the one that sentenced LaRue?
Yeah, he is. Wonder what he wants.
Morning, judge. Your office said you wanted to see us.
It's the least I could do,
since I'm the reason Victor LaRue's back on the street.
Walker, the warden at Copper Lake tells me that LaRue seems obsessed
with getting revenge on you and Ms. Cahill.
Isn't that reason enough to put him back in jail, judge?
Don't I wish.
Unfortunately, all we have to go on is hearsay.
We can't do anything about LaRue until he commits a crime.
What happened with LaRue's conviction?
It was a damned fluke. My wife handles our finances.
She moves accounts around,
invests for our retirement, the usual things.
I quit paying attention years ago.
You had no idea she held shares in Trask Oil
when the case came before you?
No, I didn't.
And with Trask a hostage,
and his company being extorted for ransom,
that stock port olio constituted reversible error.
That's a hell of a legal stretch, judge.
On the contrary, the way our courts work these days,
we're lucky LaRue's case gets sent back for trial,
and didn't get thrown out altogether.
Yeah, real lucky.
Okay, thanks for your time, judge.
Walker.
I remember how LaRue's hostages suffered.
I'd give anything to go back in time and keep this from happening.
I remember too, judge.
Gotta be some loophole, Walker.
The only loophole is the one that let LaRue out.
No argument here. What's our next move?
I want 24-hour protection for Alex.
And let's get a stakeout on LaRue.
I wanna know his every move.
Hey, Sleeping Beauty, wake up. Our boy's on the move.
- What the hell's he doing? - I don't know.
Good morning, officers.
I can't imagine how miserable undercover surveillance must be.
Sitting out here all night.
I thought you might enjoy some donuts.
It also occurred to me that I could make things easier
if I just gave you my itinerary for the day.
Now, I'll be apartment hunting this morning,
then I'm hoping to spend time sightseeing.
Don't fall behind, now. We don't want Ranger Walker getting angry with us.
Ms. Nemcek, where do you live?
2534 Silver Creek Drive, in Franklin Park.
And what do you do for a living?
I teach typing at Anderson Business College.
Are you acquainted with the defendant, Mark Steven Lindstrom?
I am.
Don't touch me.
- Don't touch me. - Relax.
Don't touch me.
You're mine. I found you.
No! No!
Down.
Ms. Cahill.
We're waiting.
Your Honor, may I have a moment?
Please make it brief.
Yes.
What are you doing here, LaRue?
I'm just taking a walk down memory lane.
If you recall, this is the very court oom
where I was wrongfully convicted those many months ago.
Well, walk somewhere else, because I don't want you here.
Pardon me?
You heard me. Get out, before I have the bailiff throw you out.
Excuse me,
but I have every right as a free citizen, to be here, in open court,
and you know it.
Ms. Cahill?
Someone's in the doghouse.
Ms. Nemcek, let's return to the scene of the crime.
Yeah, okay, we're waiting on it. Call me right back, all right?
LaRue's been watching Alex in court all day. It's driving her nuts.
Her worst nightmare's coming true.
That's why we're gonna do something about it.
Walker, do you think this is a good idea?
No, it's not a good idea, but we're gonna do it anyway.
We got no warrant.
I know, but sooner or later LaRue's gonna stop talking
and start killing.
Miss, do you have a key for room 18?
Thanks.
We got one sick puppy, man.
- That's why I'm worried about Alex. - Look at this.
Charles Manson, Jack the Ripper, Marquis de Sade.
Trivette, come here.
We gotta stop this guy.
Well, isn't this interesting.
I'm assuming you gentlemen can show me
a duly authorized search warrant.
We left it at the office.
Do you mean to tell me that this is an illegal search?
A violation of my constitutional right to privacy?
What is this country coming to?
If you bother Alex Cahill one more time,
you're gonna wish you were back in prison.
You're a little testy today, aren't you? Please, please hit me.
Come on.
Harassment is one thing.
You might be able to worm your way out of that,
but police brutality, no.
That could cost your badge.
Let's go, Trivette.
What, I don't get a kiss?
Okay.
Let's make it look good. I want everything I paid for.
City hall takes it very seriously
when citizens accuse law-enforcement officials of mistreatment.
LaRue's no citizen, he's a criminal.
- His conviction was overturned. - On a technicality.
That's for a judge and jury to work out, Walker, not you.
Maybe.
The media's wondering if your history with LaRue
made you think you had the right to beat him senseless last night.
I didn't beat LaRue.
- He says you did. - Well, he's lying.
But how do we prove it?
Easy.
If I'd beaten him, he wouldn't be around to file a complaint.
Your illegal search of his motel room
sure doesn't do much to reinforce your position.
What in the world were you thinking?
I was thinking about the time he tried to rape Alex Cahill.
And now he's stalking her.
And I'm gonna stop him, one way or another.
I saw the photos of LaRue's injuries.
Somebody really worked him over.
Yeah, he's convincing, all right, isn't he?
The detectives said he slipped out the back of a restaurant at 8 p.m.
They didn't see him again till 10.
Giving him plenty of time to get in a fight with someone.
We're gonna have to get some more men on him.
What difference would it make, C. D?
LaRue would just evade them too.
Hey, come on, Alex.
Walker and I are marionettes, and Victor LaRue is pulling the strings.
You know, maybe you ought to think about taking some time off.
Do you know what my caseload looks like?
Take the afternoon off, honey.
Hello?
What are you doing, counselor? Playing hooky?
How did you get this number?
I'm a persistent man.
You ought to know that by now. I always get what I want, eventually.
What I don't understand is, what do you want with me?
You know the answer.
I wanna be your friend.
Friends don't harass each other.
Is that what you think this is, harassment?
I'm just trying to make up for any bad feelings
I may have inadvertently caused between us.
Oh, so it was a misunderstanding when you tried to rape me?
Rape?
That is a terrible, terrible thing to say.
Do you have a problem with men in general,
or is it just me that you hate?
I have a problem with kidnapping and assault, LaRue.
You know, if I didn't know better,
I'd swear you were part of Walker's plot to get me.
I'm not part of any plot.
Then why are you rejecting me?
All I want is a chance to show you
that I'm not the monster that you think I am.
Sorry, they don't make a drug strong enough to accomplish that.
How dare you talk to me that way.
I'm a free man, don't you get it?
I won, and you and Walker lost, so nana nana poo-poo.
It's not over yet, LaRue.
Really? What makes you say that?
Because I've taped this phone conversation,
and I'm gonna use it against you in court.
Well, I certinly hope that you do, counselor,
because then the world will see once and for all
how my heart elt gesture of friendship was turned ugly by you.
Alex, I want you to go into the nearest district court,
and get a restraining order against this fella.
It's not as easy as it sounds, C.D.
I don't care, hard or easy, difficult or whatever.
It's a step in the direction to send him back to Uncle Bud.
A baby step at best.
He called you at your house.
It's not against the law to call somebody at their house.
I seriously doubt a judge would grant my request.
Even if he did, it wouldn't stop LaRue, would it?
Exactly.
Look, Jimmy, let's move on this. Let's do something.
Let's run through the files and see
if we can find something to stick LaRue with.
- Hey, humor me, okay? - Do it.
Counselor. Hi.
Guess who's moving in next week.
What?
I used you as a character reference. I hope you don't mind.
"Dear Alexandra,
so sorry to hear of your impending death."
You gave me this horse for Christmas two years ago.
I'll get you another one.
That's a painting my father painted for me,
and now he's gone.
It's no use, Walker.
Victor LaRue is everywhere, even in my own home.
I can't escape him.
I'm getting you out of here.
You're going to my ranch.
Hi, this is Alex. I'm not available right now,
so leave me a message and I'll call you back.
Alexandra,
where in the world have you run off to?
I'll just have to find you, won't I?
Hey.
We better check that out.
LaRue, you all right?
Let's go.
You'd never leave without telling folks how to reach you, would you?
This is... It's just too easy.
Amigo. Amigo, get it.
- Good boy. Yeah, good boy. - Walker!
Walker, both detectives are dead, and LaRue has vanished.
Walker, I'm scared.
You're not safe here anymore. Go get packed.
Okay.
Alex, hurry up.
Alex, you ready yet...
What's that?
Please, don't hurt him.
Hurt him?
I've got you tied up,
and you're worried about me hurting him?
Well, isn't this interesting, Walker?
The lady has special feelings for you.
- No! - Shut up!
I didn't hear you getting upset when Walker was hurting me last year.
Do you remember helping me?
I don't remember you helping me.
Where were you then, counselor?
Where was your, "Please don't hurt him, Walker"?
I didn't hear word one out of you.
This isn't easy for you, is it?
Watching, as the man you love finally gets what he deserves.
You do love him, don't you?
I can tell by the hate that you have for me in your eyes.
I think that's what I like most about you.
It isn't your beautiful face, or your sensational body.
What really appeals to me is that passion inside of you.
I'll tell you a little secret.
When I was in prison, I used to think about it.
I used to imagine what it would be like to feel that passion for myself.
You can do better than that, Alexandra, and you will.
I insist.
Do you like opera? I do.
Well, Italian opera.
I believe the Italians best understand
the artistic power of life, and death and love.
I hope these bracelets aren't too tight,
and I hope they don't hurt you,
but I have to make sure that you won't get away while I'm gone.
- You're gonna leave me here? - Just for a little while.
I have to kill Walker.
No.
No, no. Please, please.
That's another thing that I thought about in prison.
The best way of killing Walker. Would you like to hear about it?
Well, first, I'm going to take him deep into the badlands, and...
Well, I can't tell you everything. The rest is a secret,
but he will die an unbelievably slow and painful death.
Then I'll be back.
But the thought of you lying here, waiting for me,
it's almost enough to keep me from killing Walker.
That's a good one, isn't it? Not killing Walker.
Sometimes I crack myself up.
Seriously,
you do pose a distraction.
But, like they say: "Good things come to those who wait."
Walker will be my meal, Alexandra, and you will be dessert.
Welcome back, Walker.
You came to just in time.
How you doing?
Not so hot, I take it.
I'll take care of you. Trust me.
Come on, Walker.
Come on, Walker, wake up.
Half the fun of winning is gloating over your defeated opponent.
No matter. As you can see,
my plan is working extremely well.
I have a little gift for you.
Oh, yes.
See this?
Hey, there.
These, my friend,
are Centruroides excilicauda.
The deadliest scorpion species in this country.
All for you.
One day, in the corner of the prison yard,
I noticed something fascinating.
A tiny field mouse was attacked by a swarm of scorpions.
The mouse never had a chance.
It was steadily stung to death.
And the scorpions must have known it was a goner,
but they just kept attacking
over, and over, and over again.
Why, you ask? Because they like it.
You should have seen the way that little mouse struggled. It was...
It was valiant,
but it was no use.
And all the time I watched those scorpions in action, I kept thinking
how marvelous it would be
to see you struggle like that little mouse.
Valiantly, but hopelessly.
I'm sorry I have to leave now, I really am,
but I have to take care of our ladylove.
And you have no idea how long I've waited for that.
I'll come back in a few hours to see them finish you off.
Stupid beast. God, I hate animals.
Amigo, come here.
Amigo, come here, boy.
Amigo.
Come on. Come here, Amigo.
Thattaboy.
I'm sorry I took so long, darling.
The late Cordell Walker wasn't known for his wine selection.
Oh, Alexandra, what a vision you are.
And to think you're all mine.
Hear that?
Listen.
Hear it now?
Pounding.
Pounding, pounding.
Why, it's your heart.
Racing with anticipation at what will happen next.
And what will that be, Alexandra?
Will you give yourself to me, over and over, with unrestrained passion?
Or do I simply kill you now?
- No, please, please. - You can beg all you want.
But someone has to teach you a lesson.
No.
I strongly suggest that you cooperate with me.
The better you are, the longer you'll live.
Walker!
Walker?
Walker!
Oh, Walker.
- Are you okay? - Yeah.
- What about LaRue? - He'll never bother you again.
This is Walker, Texas Ranger. I need a medevac.
Out at my ranch, right away.
Are you sure you're okay?
Walker?
- Hi. - Hi.
- You all right? - Yeah, I'm fine. How about you?
I'm fine.
Doctor said one more hour and you wouldn't have made it.
It was a close one, all right. For both of us.
What are we gonna do about people like LaRue?
Well, until the justice system becomes more concerned
about the victims of crimes,
all we can do it catch them and prosecute them.
Let's hope they keep LaRue in prison this time.
They will if I have anything to say about it.
There'll be no more legal technicalities for Victor LaRue, ever.
You sure don't look bad for a man who's been stung by scorpions.
You look pretty good yourself.