Walker

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.

Well, thank you.

Wow.

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.

- No, no. - Choo, choo.

- Well, wait. What? - No, no, no. Mama, no.

- Choo, choo. - What's happening?

You never heard about Choo Choo Trey?

- Ma... - No, but I think I'm about to.

Ma.

Ah.

- This is nice. - Yeah?

Yeah. Hanging out, meeting your mom.

Being a family.

I just want to hold on to this, you know?

- Yeah. - I was thinking...

Uh-oh.

...about inviting my mom. Moms.

Mom and aunt.

- Is that crazy? - No. No, not at all.

That's... that's great.

If you think you're ready, I'm down.

- Mom brunch? - Mom brunch.

- Yeah? Chugga-chugga. - All right.

- Oh. - Chugga-chugga, chugga-chugga. Choo, choo!

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.

Captain, have you talked to Ranger Ramirez yet?

Next order of business, Connie.

- Oh, my gosh. - Oh, you two are like

little rays of sunshine, you know that?

It's like a superpower.

Well, times will get tough, so,

you got to hold on

- to what brings you light. - True.

I'm sorry, babe, but your phone is blowing up.

- Excuse me. - Mm-hmm.

Hello.

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.