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Previously on "Dark Winds"...
My son died on what's now your property.
Wherever this came from, it's got nothing to do with me.
Tomas Charley told me
BJ Vines is People of Darkness.
Why you interviewing for the Border Patrol?
I have to find my own way.
Last week I saw an astronaut.
I told my grandpa, and he said to stay away from him.
He blew up that well.
It's the blond man...
I think he murdered my son.
First the bad news.
That last guy really took you for a ride, man.
The Linda Maddox he found in Anaheim's too young.
- She ain't who you're looking for. - OK.
What's the good news?
She had a boyfriend,
- some dipshit, Buddy Shaw. - _
Tracked him to Vegas, got an address.
If she out there,
ole Deloyd gonna find her.
So who is this Linda Maddox to you anyway?
She's my mother.
Emma?
The FBI is just like any institution of power.
It attracts the best and the worst.
Best and the worst.
Cool.
Right.
Hey, thank you.
Really appreciate it.
And if you ever want to trade war stories,
my office is upstairs, third floor.
Cool.
Best of luck on the test.
Thanks.
Navajo Tribal Police.
Officer Manuelito. How can I help you?
- It's Chee. - Hi.
- You OK? - Yeah.
What's going on over there?
Oh, trading post lost power.
Everybody came here to watch the moon landing.
Was that a sheep?
Long story.
Hey! Don't touch that!
Get off of there!
Yeah, sorry. What?
Chee?
Hey!
Put that down!
Bern, he's here.
Chee?
Chee.
Natalie!
Call the sheriff's office!
Tell them to get over to the hospital right now!
Are you certain about this?
Not certain,
but I can get there.
That boy saw a blond man.
His grandfather warned him to stay away from him.
Said a blond man blew up the well.
Now suddenly we've got a blond man here killing people,
including the boy's grandfather and father.
He tried to kill that boy today
and damn near killed Chee yesterday.
I've been trying, Joe, so hard
to make sense of it,
to move forward without him, you know?
I know.
Me too.
Leaphorn.
- I'm on my way. - What?
He's at the hospital...
he's coming for Chee.
We're gonna be OK.
Excuse me, Doctor, we need to get this patient moved right away.
Chee?
Chee, where are you?
- Chee! - In here!
- Are you OK? - I... I'm fine.
Go.
We need a doctor!
We get him?
You did, Mike.
Hey.
Mike.
Doctor?
Are you OK?
- Hey. - Yes, I'm fine. Thank you.
All right. Well, clear the area, please.
- We've got a situation here. - Oh, w-will do, O-Officer.
All units, suspect is in the north parking lot.
He's wearing a white coat, posing as a doctor.
Go! Come on.
Bern.
We got blood.
Where would you go?
Highway 89's that way.
That way, empty desert.
Does he know that?
Assume he does.
- I'll let 'em know where we're at. - All right.
You can see our search radius
has expanded from here to here.
We don't know if he's got a map
or if he's navigating by the stars, but...
given his injuries,
blood found in the vehicle,
and the fact that he probably wasn't planning on hiking
through the desert for the last eight hours,
if we're lucky,
the environment will finish him off.
May have already.
Since sunup, we've had the Sheriff's Department
aerial team covering what it can.
But out there, even with a dozen planes,
there's no guarantee we'd spot him from the air.
Now, if he makes it to the river here,
assuming he has even the most basic understanding
of this area, he'll know
that following that river will lead him to Highway 89,
where he could commandeer himself a new vehicle
and be across the border before we know it.
This dude won't be leaving any witnesses,
so what we want this morning are vehicles stationed
every 5 to 6 miles between here and here.
I want every hitcher run down,
want every driver questioned.
I want every car in the area searched.
Stay alert to reports on stolen vehicles and abductions.
Check in every hour, and if you see anything,
put it on that board.
Let's establish checkpoints here, here, and here.
Here on the east, it's gonna be you, Jaramillo.
Ford smack-dab in the middle.
Reno, you're over here on the west.
You need any extra manpower, it's yours.
Rest of you all, take the patrol.
Any questions?
Let's bag this son of a bitch. Let's go. Go, go, go.
Hey, I need you to run down that paperwork from the Malpaís.
I'd rather be out there.
Sena's got a dozen uniforms out there.
Our guy wasn't burning that paper to keep warm.
It means something.
OK.
I'll see what I can find out.
Well, well, you look like shit...
which is an improvement from last night.
That kid out there yours?
The... n-no.
Sooner or later, he'll pop his head out.
Lot of ground to cover.
- Anything I can do? - You don't work here anymore, remember?
Who's the kid?
That's Thomas Charley's kid.
Found his dad yesterday faceup on the Malpaís.
Natalie's about to take him to his mom's in Shiprock.
I can take him.
Yeah?
Yeah, you got a manhunt to worry about,
and I don't work here tomorrow, remember?
I appreciate it. Thank you.
Thanks for driving, Chee.
Now I don't have to.
Ha, ha, ha.
Hey, let's go.
In case you change your mind.
- Hey. - Hello, I'm Mary Landon...
Mary Landon from the "LA Times." I know.
You can't be here harassing our patients.
I'm... I'm not here harassing anyone.
- Women are here trying to take - I am a reporter working on a story...
care of their health,
and there are complaints that you're interfering.
May I ask you one question?
Just one, and then I'll leave.
I'm not gonna be a part of some newspaper story.
Nothing on the record, just...
The Family Planning Services Act
passed last year in Congress 298 to 32.
Since then, there has been a 350% spike
in women being involuntarily sterilized,
as many as one in four Native women.
If we don't shine a light on this,
if we don't tell the world what is happening...
- What is your question? - The question is,
how does it stop
if we don't stop it?
I told her we shouldn't have listened to you.
I'm here now.
It's too late.
We should be at the hospital already.
She's in there freaking out.
Shh. Calm down. Let me see her.
Let me see her.
_
We are early.
You want a snow cone?
All right, cool.
You know, I'm gonna show you
the only way to eat a snow cone.
You're gonna dig it.
Dude blew the checkpoint. Stolen tags.
Gave us a pretty good run in this old jalopy,
but we got him.
- He carrying? - Yep,
.38 special in the glove box, police issue.
Get him out!
Come on.
It's not him.
What do you mean it's not him? How do you know it's not him?
It's not him.
- Shit. - It feels like him.
I was really hoping to put this day to rest, Joe.
So if you ain't sure...
[IN DINÉ] You coyote! Stealing my water!
[IN DINÉ] Why didn't you ask first?
[IN DINÉ] I struggle carrying the water up here.
Yeah.
[IN DINÉ] Don't you know anything?
[IN DINÉ] It takes a long time to carry water up here.
[IN DINÉ] Quit pulling away. I'm trying to help you!
Yeah.
[IN DINÉ] Stop moving!
What is this?
[IN DINÉ] Sheep eyeball.
Delicious.
My mother cooks for me every Sunday.
I'd love to give her this recipe.
[IN DINÉ] My Grandmother told me that
[IN DINÉ] when she was a little girl
[IN DINÉ] she saw a monster for the first time.
[IN DINÉ] He was comming out ot the desert.
[IN DINÉ] Just like you.
[IN DINÉ] Grandma was so frightened she ran home
[IN DINÉ] and told her brothers and sister.
[IN DINÉ] The monster had red, thick hair all over its body.
[IN DINÉ] It had green eyes and the sun had burned its skin.
[IN DINÉ] The monster turned out to be an Irish farmer.
I bought my mom a scarf just like this
last year for Mother's Day.
[IN DINÉ] This is made of thin paper.
[IN DINÉ] We use it for outhouse.
Mm, am I right?
Spicy pickle.
You know, when I was your age,
I wasn't really into spicy stuff so much.
More of a sweet tooth, you know?
When you mix the spice and the sweet,
it's a match made in heaven, mmm.
Are you a policeman?
You don't dress like a policeman.
'Cause I'm not.
I'm a PI.
Do you know what a PI is?
No.
Well, people call me when they have problems.
Why?
So I can help them.
Yeah, I even have my own business cards and everything
so people know who I am.
That's my name right there, Jim Chee.
That's my number, you ever need to get in touch.
How come you didn't put your clans on here
if it's so people know who you are?
You know, I never thought of that.
That's a good idea.
What's your clan?
[IN DINÉ] I am Black Streaked Wood clan born for the Tangle clan,
[IN DINÉ] maternal grandmother is Towering House People,
[IN DINÉ] and my paternal grandfather is B
[IN DINÉ] What's yours?
The One Who Walks Around,
Black Streaked Wood clan,
Many Hogans, Water's Edge.
What?
We're related.
... makes me your father.
Damn. What?
You know, I lost my mom when I was young.
Left the rez right after.
You hold on to that.
OK, and you call me anytime,
if you have a problem and need help with it
or if you just need to talk.
All right?
It's long-distance, so call collect. Cool?
All right.
Your collar's funny.
Man, this shirt, it's the future.
OK?
Remember that.
"Collar's funny."
You're a funny kid, you know?
That's my mom.
_
- Hey, I need some air. - Yeah.
Thank you.
Lieutenant...
Sena's suspect,
- turns out, he's wanted for arm... - Anything on our guy?
Uh, no, not yet.
I, uh... I thought...
Why's he mad at you?
He's not mad at me.
Then what's he mad at?
Life.
I don't know, man.
I don't know.
Last few years...
life's gotten cheap.
The monsters ain't just in the shadows.
They're in broad damn daylight.
Country's got the devil in it, Joe,
and no one is calling him to account,
which you know...
more than most.
Great-uncle was in the long walk.
Over 400 miles in the dead of winter.
He survived.
Wasn't about to let the U.S. Cavalry kill him.
Time they got to Fort Sumner,
they hadn't eaten anything but some grass
and a few potatoes and leeks.
To their surprise, the place was full of government rations.
They'd all gone bad.
Soldiers didn't want the officers
to see any provisions being thrown away, so...
they fed them to the Indians.
Huh.
Some things never change.
After all he went through...
cold, the starvation...
great-uncle survived.
And then when the soldiers offered him food,
he mistook the gesture for kindness.
That last meal's what killed him.
Monsters ain't new, Gordo.
Not everyone's held to account.
Man, oh, man.
You sure can cheer me up when you want to.
- Joe. - Yeah.
I'm not sure what it adds up to, but I got something.
According to the geological archive,
those papers you found up on the Malpaís...
- Mm-hmm. - They were from a survey
of the same drilling site Joe Jr. was killed at.
The serial number matches.
And get this.
The person who delivered the report from the drill site
to the geological bureau...
Dillon Charley.
He was working as a courier for Drumco.
Is there anything unusual about the mineral content?
Not a thing.
Um, the oil was tapped out.
Traces of uranium were found,
but according to the state, it was not recoverable...
not enough to justify the expenses of extracting it, anyway.
So with no oil and no recoverable uranium,
Drumco sold the property to...
B.J. Vines Mining Company.
Sold it for cheap too.
So if there's no uranium there,
why is Vines building a mine?
- Lieutenant. - Yeah.
Ok, my guys just got back from the last settlement on your map.
Nothing.
All right.
Put these docs someplace safe.
You know, thing about rabid animals...
they're unpredictable.
This is just...
I mean, even a rabid animal leaves scat you can follow.
Scat.
Hey, Sergeant, do you know if Felix
ever followed up on Gerald Nez's complaint
about illegal dumping on his property?
He did, but he couldn't find him.
Well, let's find him now.
OK.
... my ass.
You filed a complaint about someone dumping
RV waste on your property?
Called y'all 12 months ago
about someone stealing my sheep,
took y'all three months to get here.
One call about a shit stain in my yard,
you're here in three days.
Good to see y'all got priorities straight down at the station.
Mr. Nez, did you happen to see the person who did the dumping?
If I seen them, I wouldn't be calling you, wouldn't I?
Handled it myself.
Just tell us where it happened, Gerald, and we'll get out of your hair.
We got two sets of tracks.
There you go.
Take as much evidence as you want back to the station.
Pickup and a trailer.
What do you think's out that way?
Nothing.
So in other words,
- exactly what we're looking for. - Yeah.
Thanks for your help.
Sure thing.
And if someone kicks in my door, robs me blind,
I'll be sure to tell them they popped the squat on my porch
so y'all can get out here on the double.
- Comedian. - Yep.
The battery-powered LRV, lunar roving vehicle,
has been successfully deployed,
and the astronauts seem to be enjoying
their time behind the wheel.
♪ I held you, held you tight ♪
♪ 'Cause I love, love you so ♪
♪ Promise I'll never let you go ♪
♪ In the still of the night
♪ In the still of the night ♪
♪ I remember that night in May ♪
♪ The stars were bright above ♪
♪ I'll hope and I'll pray
♪ To keep your precious love ♪
♪ Well be ♪
This is the man who murdered my son, Bern.
I'm not going to lose him.
Joe! Joe! Joe!
Suspect jumped down a canyon, Leaphorn went after him.
I never asked to have a baby.
He cries. He knows that he's trapped me here.
I told you to never interfere in my business.
- I was trying to help. - Don't.
I am tired of chasing this guy.
Aah!
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