Walker

- Last season on Walker... Years ago,

there was this serial killer.

W-We called him "the Jackal."

Larry and I chased it.

But a man just died.

Seems like the Jackal may have finally got him.

I now pronounce you husband and wife.

- You may kiss the bride. - (cheering, applause)

You know what that case did to me.

You know what that case did to me and Kelly.

There is no way.

I can't go back there.

You're telling me the FBI

is trying to poach my two best Rangers?

That's what you're telling me?

Relax, Cap. It's not poaching.

It's an eight-week operation.

I think I'm gonna go for it.

But between you and me,

it might be for more than just a summer.

What do you think about staying here?

You serious?

I know him. He's cool. Hey, Witt!

Um, this is Stella.

Stel, meet Witt.

Oh, my God.

- (gunshot) - (panting)

Where's the body?

("Easier to Hold Her" by Dan Dyer playing)

- Looks like I didn't quite make it out the door.

There's still time.

I don't want to make it out the door.

Well, that's a different problem

entirely.

But you can't be late when you're leaving early.

So you're saying we have a whole weekend ahead of us for this?

- Might be selective hearing, but... yeah. - Mm.

- Oh. Oh. - Make a wish,

- birthday boy. - No.

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no. - Come on.

C-Carbs are not on the menu today.

- I got to save space. - Really?

Yes.

For the Grand Lonestar's steak-eating competition?

That's a full 24 hours away.

It's all about the prep. Mental and physical.

But... thank you.

Okay. (Inhales)

Still can't believe you're into this.

What could be more romantic than watching my boyfriend

go toe-to-toe with an 80-ounce steak?

I would imagine

- all the things. - You're right.

All the things.

But

you have been talking about this contest

since we were, what, 16?

- Yeah. Yeah. - Yeah. So...

I'm glad we get to cross it off the list.

Even if it does mean an eight-hour drive.

- Yeah. Hey. - Hey.

You are still late.

Yep. Yep. Okay.

Uh, I am.

Let me, uh

get this.

And, uh...

All right.

- See you tonight. Can't be late. - Okay.

Uh, got to be on the road by 5:00.

And don't be I...

Keep dodging those carbs, babe.

Okay, I'm just saying, this is a prime-time fall weekend.

For another Scooter party?

Lake house party.

Senior year. Seriously, Ben,

- back me up here, man. - No, you're not

- pulling me into this one again. See,

now, there's some good thinking right there.

Traitor.

Oh, God forbid you should spend the weekend

on a party bus eating steak and mashed potatoes.

Whatever will you do?

You know? Now hush up.

It's your father's birthday, and Geri wants to surprise him

with all of us being there

- at Grand Lonestar. And for those of age,

I have whipped up a birthday bottle

of limoncello.

Really? Another one?

You kept at it.

Lucky us.

Oh!

Look at you!

I haven't seen you wear

- that purple tie since... - The campaign commercial?

That's right. You ran for D.A.

- Mm-hmm. - Is it ever weird thinking about

how hundreds of thousands of people voted for you once?

Only when I think about it. Which is not this morning.

- (chuckles) - BEN: Yes. - Right. So,

what did Detective Parra say on the phone?

Uh, new development in the break-in at Geri's.

Wants to see Stella and me in person.

That's it.

- Maybe this is the end? - Don't know. It's an ongoing investigation

with nothing to report and then... this.

I mean, it could be the end or it could be a new lead.

Let's just hope for Stella's sake it's the former.

- All right. Thank you. - Yeah. 'Course.

Will you help her get out of that cocoon?

Yeah, I...

And the bus leaves at 5:00.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah.

5:00!

- (pounding) - (inhales sharply)

Stella. Come on. Let's go.

- (knocking) - Hurry up. - Oh. Crap.

- You ready? - Crap, crap, crap.

Come on.

Crap. I thought we were meeting at the police station.

Well, we were. But you never answered your texts.

- (door closes) - Another late night?

(sighs) When isn't it?

It's freshman year, right?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah.

Let me give you a hand

with some of this stuff. (Grunts)

You know, we missed you at the rescue this weekend.

Everybody's been asking about you. But don't worry...

I've been blocking and tackling.

You don't need to cover for me.

I just needed...

I need a little bit of space.

But I'm doing a lot better.

Yeah, yeah, of course. It's just, you know...

It's your dad's birthday this weekend and

it might be nice to be around some family.

I'll be there.

How's he doing with his birthday this year anyway?

You know, I haven't seen him yet,

but I'm sure that he's great.

Come on.

Guys, I'm starting to think this may have been a bad idea.

You're the one that jumped in the back of the truck, Walker.

- Yeah. - They were getting away. Again.

And, besides, it was Trey's move

with the horses that gave me the idea.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Time out.

Now you're throwing me under the bus?

- Well... - That was my first case.

Just saying, I think we can all agree

- there's enough blame to go around. - (scoffs)

But, hey, there's some good news here, right?

Really? We're trapped inside with limited oxygen,

and we're sitting ducks whenever the thieves realize

- that we're in here. - He's making some good points right now.

Sure, sure. But this guy has been slipping

through our fingers for weeks now.

This is his fourth bank.

Can't exactly do that again now, can he?

We got that going for us.

- (tires screeching) - (grunting)

Walker?

Give me a sec.

Haven't gotten to this part of the plan yet.

Okay.

You know what? Yeah, yeah.

Stay back. Um...

I got this. (Chuckles)

Oh, boy.

- (grunting) - (panting)

Walker, Texas Ranger.

You're under arrest.

Yep, yep. Okay.

Yeah, yeah, you sure about that?

Oh, come on, Cap. Absolutely none of that

was about trying to leave work early.

- Yeah, but it didn't hurt. - Didn't hurt.

- Oh. Well, I c... I can't argue with that. - Closed case.

- You can't argue that. - Not at all.

Yeah, but now he's just got to figure out

how to best 80 ounces, medium rare.

Mm-hmm. And the lettuce wedge,

the creamed spinach, the mashed potatoes,

- the rolls. Mmm, mmm. I don't know, Cap.

I don't think he has it in him.

Please. I got it all figured out.

Listen, at the opportune moment,

I'm gonna fire up the mid-steak bourbon,

open up some space on the sides.

- (chuckles) - You know? Then, boom,

picture on the wall.

Commemorative T-shirt come Monday.