Walker

Look at you.

Did you get your guy?

- Come on. You have to ask? - You get huffy when I don't ask.

Yeah, I got my guy. You heading out already?

Yeah, I got to pick up Geri. She's got the supplies.

And you are gonna be...

On the approved route that you gave me.

- Okay. - Don't worry, Ranger Walker.

Now get up to the house. The kids are waiting on you, with your parents.

- It's game night. - Right.

How do I play that again? Every time you tell me the rules, I black out.

Babe, just go in there, go have some dinner, go play some games.

They're just so excited to see you.

You could lose every game and it wouldn't matter.

Why are you talking...? Straight to me losing?

Hey. Be safe.

You be safe.

Stella's gonna whup your butt.

- All right, yes. - Oh!

- Dang. - Dang.

I've been in prison three times now.

How...? You get a six and a five...

- Just watch, just watch. Okay. - Come on, good roll.

Oh!

Oh, my God!

Okay, wait, wait, wait.

What?

Okay, okay, okay. What's happening?

What's happening is your son is mopping the floor with you.

Yeah, I know he is, clearly.

But I don't understand the rules, so it's not fair.

Oh! Oh!

- I knew it! - Yeah!

You knew... What?

- What's going on? - We all get a bonus turn

when someone says it isn't fair, and Stella knew you would crack.

Stella.

Et tu, Brute? Your own dad?

This is a very serious game.

- No loyalties. - All right, well, 1...

Get it. Come on.

- We're playing a game. - Good roll.

Yeah. Hey, just a sec.

- He can't handle it. - I know.

What a sad state of affairs. Okay, come on. It's my turn.

Emily.

You all right?

Just had to call you. Something's not right.

What do you mean?

Emily.

Emily.

Hey.

Good one.

- Allie, take it. - Come on.

- I'm going. - No, no, no.

Dad, it's your turn.

- Uh, Augie, why don't you take my turn? - Cordell?

Just work stuff.

It's... Got my turn, bud?

- Yeah. - Be back.

You've reached Emily Walker.

I'm probably trying to save the world or something. Leave me a message.

- Let's just go inside. - He's coming.

Oh, absolutely.

Neither hell nor high water could keep him away.

Did he call you when he got in?

You're asking if my brother checked in with me,

gave me his whereabouts

as well as an update on his emotional state of mind?

Fair.

Does he know that his old partner is his boss now?

Mm.

Last time we spoke, he was a little busy.

Didn't seem like the right time to tell him I was getting promoted.

Told you he'd be here.

Hello, good people!

We should have told Stan we were running late.

Please. That man loves two things.

Being in the room where it happens and your mother's brisket.

- Young dude, how you are? - I'm good. How are you?

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- Baby girl. - Hey.

- How are you, sweet pea? - Good.

Where's the hero?

Making history, I'm sure, Stan. Why don't you head inside?

I'm sure my folks would love to share a drink with you.

Well, thank you, young Liam.

- Larry, hey. Always good to see you. - Absolutely.

If I had to guess, I'd say the lookout.

- Lady Bird Lake? - Yeah, Emily and Cordell's place.

All right, I'll get a patrol car out there.

Trooper Ramirez, DPS.

You got a plan for the night, sir?

A plan? Uh, not as such.

Sir, this is a public space. Can I please see your license?

Yep. You ask so nicely.

Yeah, they train the girls special.

I'm gonna take you home. You can pick your truck up in the morning.

These seats go back at all?

It's not designed for comfort.

Most guys, when they're drinking

with no intention of putting the cap back on, just do it at home.

Yeah, well, I've been out of town for a while.

For more than ten months.

Flew in just a couple hours ago. Haven't seen my kids yet.

I'm still, you know, carrying the work with me.

Didn't want to get the stink of it on them.

Needed to go visit a ghost instead.

Doomed for a certain term to walk the night.

It's been a while since I had an actual conversation.

I mean, you know, as myself.

So you've been out of town, not yourself. Sounds like undercover.

Law enforcement?

Cordell Walker.

Texas Ranger.

Respect.

All right, this you?

I guess.

I'll thank you for this in the morning, I bet.

Consider it my last good deed as a state trooper. I just got promoted.

Respect.

Lot of daylight there. Getting sticky.

- Yeah, buddy. - Kept the beard on.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

All right.

Well, there he is.

Good to see you, Dad.

Might have been better to see you last night at the appointed time

when we were gathered to express our awe and admiration.

I appreciate it.

Just curious to me as to why they're so impressed with something

that took you so damn long to accomplish.

Ten months? That's over 14 breeding cycles here.

You really did the math there.

Colts look strong this year.

Yes, they do.

- Listen, Dad, I wanted to... - No need.

Get on up that house. Let your mama think she's the first to lay eyes on you.

All right, Daddy.

- He lives! - Yeah. Yeah.

Had you told me you were coming, I would've kept Stella home.

- No, I'll catch her tonight. - Dad!

August! My boy. Hey.

You grew.

- Yeah. - Feet!

Hey, bro.

- Good to see you, stinker. - Get over here.

All right. You're getting stronger.

- Yeah. - I'm still the big brother.

Boys, knock it off!

Oh, all right, all right, all right.

Be careful. Your hands got soft since you got promoted.

I am the most well-groomed assistant DA in Austin.

August, grab your lunch.

William Edison, get your butt in the shower.

I did not press that suit for my own amusement.

I know, Mama. I'm... I got to go.

Hey, you been living here?

Oh, I got my own place in town. I do have a social life.

Or I did.

I don't think Bret was expecting to play My Two Dads quite so soon,

but it's all good.

- Just been helping out. - Yeah, thank you.

All right. Yeah. You're good.

- All right. - Hey.

You know how many slices of pie I put away in your honor last night?

It's okay because I got to listen to Stan Morrison

pontificating on your greatness for almost an hour.

Your daddy finally just got up and left. Grabbed a bottle, went to the bunkhouse.

Well, that sounds like your own fault, James. Or Captain James?

- Is this gonna be a thing now, or...? - You mean, congratulations?

Is that what you're trying to say?

- You good? - Yeah.

Yeah, I just needed a minute to pull myself together, that's all.

So what are we looking at?

Officer was assaulted when he stopped to offer roadside assistance.

His name is Sergeant Curtis.

He's not talking.

He's asking for his union rep.

Something spooked him.

Whoever he assisted obviously didn't want help from a cop.

Yep. Officer gets assaulted, they call in the Rangers.

Oh, here. She's new to the unit.

I'm putting her with you.

Ranger Micki Ramirez, this is Cordell Walker.

Micki. Figured you'd be a guy.

So did my mom. Pleasure.

Walker just closed the Rodeo Kings case. You're familiar with that one?

Yes, sir. I have to ask...

Yeah, I'd really not want to talk about that one.

Okay, then. Ramirez, fill Walker in on where you're at.

Welcome back, Cordell.

Guess I got some catching up to do.

Congratulations on the promotion.

Should have celebrated last night.

I think you celebrated enough for the both of us last night.

Look, Captain put me on patrol. It was a chance to let the new kid do recon.

Go on, then. Let's hear your report.