02x01 - Na'niłkaadii

[bunniefuu]

Previously on "Dark Winds"...

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

Out here, sometimes the best
protection isn't your . .

Get down!

- [WHOOSHING]
- [HORSE NEIGHS]

She thinks she's
encountered a dark spirit.

Young, pregnant girl. Just wanna
make sure she's not in any trouble.

Why is it every time
that you get a feeling,

it always ends up
being more work for me?

Would you wanna stay with Joe and I?

This was your son's room?

The oil field. This
is where I lost my boy.

I'm sorry about your son.

You can cut the act. I know you're FBI.

- You're FBI?
- Left the Bureau.

Thinkin' about stayin' a while?

Keepin' my options open.

Well, we could always
use your help around here.

♪

[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC]

♪

Natalie, it's Leaphorn, do you copy?

Go ahead, Lieutenant.

Call Sheriff Sena,

tell him we tracked the
suspect to a trailer about

an hour south of Rough Rock
between Pinon and Chinle.

- Natalie, do you copy, over?
- Copy.

[GARBLED] Sheriff Sena...
find him, wait for backup.

Do not approach the suspect.

They're about to
hours away, best case.

I am tired of chasin' this guy.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪

[BANGING]

Navajo Tribal Police! Come out!

Keep your hands where we can see 'em!

[METRONOME TICKING]

Down, now!

♪

[DRAMATIC GUITAR MUSIC]

♪

[THE ALLMAN BROTHERS
BAND'S "MIDNIGHT RIDER"]

♪

♪ Well, I've got to run ♪

♪ To keep from hiding ♪

♪ And I'm bound to keep on riding ♪

♪ I've got one more silver dollar ♪

♪ But I'm not gonna
let 'em touch me, no ♪

♪ Not gonna let 'em
touch the Midnight Rider ♪

♪ Mm ♪

[HORSE GRUNTING]

♪ And I don't own the
clothes I'm wearing ♪

[SHOUTS]

♪ And the road goes on forever ♪

♪ And I got one more silver dollar ♪

♪ But I'm not gonna
let 'em catch me, no ♪

♪ Not gonna let 'em
catch the Midnight Rider ♪

♪ Mm ♪

♪

What happened?

I was att*cked.

By what?

[WHISPERING] Aliens.

It might've been a sheep.

I'm taking you to the hospital.

What's this?

The rest of me.

Oh.

Yeah.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[SCREAMS]

I'm sorry!

[ON TV] April .

April .

[TV CHATTER CONTINUES]

Emma Leaphorn?

He's out of surgery.

I'll let you know when you can see him.

Thank you.

[ON TV] You are watching coverage

of the ' draft lottery drawing

from the Selective Service headquarters.

The first birthdate selected...

[VENDING MACHINE WHIRRING]

[FOREBODING MUSIC]

[SPEAKING DINÉ]

[GRUNTS]

[TOOL CLICKING]

Joe!

- Joe!
- Yeah?

It's Emma. Something happened.

[TENSE MUSIC]

♪

Emma.

[SPEAKING DINÉ]

- [SPEAKING DINÉ]
- [CHUCKLES]

I'm OK,

just a bump on the head.

I'm ready to go home,

but the doctor wants to
go over X-rays with me.

OK.

He's treating me like one
of his regular patients

and not like an Ind...

Hey. Hey.

[WHISPERING] I got you.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

- Excuse me, Lieutenant.
- Yeah.

Mrs. Leaphorn.

[SPEAKING DINÉ]

[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

The victim was Navajo,

came in for his cancer treatments.

That stuff really work?

Yeah, well enough.

His name was Emerson Charley.

You knew him?

Recognize the name.

Brother was Dillon Charley.

Ran a church on the rez, called
themselves People of Darkness.

k*lled a couple of years
ago in a car accident.

Year before he d*ed, he predicted

something bad was gonna happen
out of the Drumco oil well.

You talking about that expl*si*n,

k*lled those six men,

your boy?

Yeah.

Yeah, well,

I figure this thing had
a leak in the gas line.

You knick the line,

and then the engine heats
up and ignites the gas.

And the next thing you know, you know.

You said this went up about : ?

About.

What time was his appointment?

: .

So the truck had been
here nearly three hours,

sitting here.

Assuming he wasn't on Indian time.

Engine would have been cold by then.

The engine was cold.

What was the accelerant?

Let me borrow your flashlight.

[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪

You think he mighta lost an
earring when he got blowed up?

What's that?

Timer spring.

Won't be the only piece of b*mb you find

if you look close enough.

Oh, now... now... now
wait a quick minute.

That... that man was dying
of cancer, Lieutenant,

had less than two months,
according to his doctor.

- Who'd want to blow him up?
- Who and why?

Oh, God damn it.

This is not how I
wanted to start my day.

Man has a son.

Name is Tomas. Lives out by Red Mesa.

Start there, tell him what happened.

See if I can figure out the why of it.

You might want to take a
closer look at that truck,

see if you can get a line on who.

[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

[ENGINE SHUTS OFF]

[CHICKEN CLUCKING] [JOE SIGHS]

You OK?

This whole family needs
to have a ceremony.

Again?

You had it your way,
I'd never leave ceremony.

It's not normal for us to be

around so much death and v*olence.

We have to stay in Hózhó.

_

_

And what you went through
this morning scared you.

It scared me too.

This family needs to
be put back in balance.

We're having a ceremony.

[SOFT MUSIC]

♪

[DOOR SLAMS]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[ENGINE ACCELERATING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Go ahead, Bernie. Whatcha got?

I'm in pursuit of a male Navajo, s,

headed North of the Old Road,
a couple miles east of Kayenta.

I think it's Dean Bitsuie.

- . What'd he do
now? Steal another car?

Worse.

Tell Leaphorn I'm gonna be late.

[DOG BARKING]

[FLY BUZZING]

[SPEAKING DINÉ] _

[GIGGLING]

Lieutenant, Bernie called in.

She's gonna be late.

Take it easy on her.

Guess I'll handle roll call.

All right, everyone, listen up.

Felix, got another
complaint from Gerald Nez.

Says somebody's illegally
dumping RV waste on his property.

- Let's see what's going on, OK?
- Yes, sir.

Greetings, Earthlings.

Sit.

In a chair, Begaye.

[CHUCKLES]

You heard about the truck
b*mb in Skunkborough yesterday?

- Who?
- Victim's Navajo.

Elder named Emerson Charley.

[SPEAKING DINÉ] Thought
those kinds of things

only happened in big cities.

Yeah, well, there's monsters everywhere.

My uncle knew Emerson.

Said he only had a few months to live.

I'm gonna go talk to his son, Tomas...

- [HORSE NEIGHS]
- And find out...

What the?

Oh come, Bernadette, why
you gotta lock me up, man?

What'd I tell you last time, Dean?

Right, that next time,
I was gonna lock you up.

Well, guess what? It's next time.

Come on, [SPEAKING DINÉ]. Have a heart.

Grow a brain.

[SPEAKING DINÉ], Dean.
What'd he do this time?

Before or after he got
my car stuck in the sand?

All right, we're done
here. Let's get to it.

That an Appaloosa?

How about "Good job, Sergeant"?

Well, how 'bout you
ask for help next time

you have to ride a
suspect in on a horse.

Hmm?

When you're done here,
see what Steve has to say.

[SOFT GUITAR MUSIC]

Well, sail on, on Silver Girl.

'Member me?

No.

You bought a horse
off my brother, Danny,

like, three, four years ago.

We met when you came to pick him up.

Good luck.

Let me ask you something,
Sergeant Manuelito.

Do you believe?

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[DOOR CLICKS, SQUEAKS]

[DOOR SQUEAKS, CLICKS]

[GROANS]

[SIGHS]

[NECK CRACKS]

[GRUNTS]

No last digit.

Have you found her?

Take a look.

See that?

Linda Maddox.

Ring a bell?

You think that could be her?

[TENSE MUSICAL STING]

Is it?

- [CHAIR SQUEAKS]
- [CHUCKLING]

Huevos rancheros and
your breakfast burrito.

Gracias.

[SOFT TENSE MUSIC]

♪

[TENSE MUSICAL STING]

There's something else.

The needle in the
haystack... [TAPS TABLE]

Just got a little shinier.

Hey, trust me.

So...

what're you doing out here
in Indian country anyway?

Vacation?

I need her to be found.

♪

This is... this is... [SIGHS]

Relax, man. [CHUCKLES]

We're close.

We are close.

I can feel it.

I'm just gonna... wash my hands.

[LOCK CLICKS]

It's, uh, occupied, pal.

[HAND DRYER WHIRRING]

♪

Damn it, man.

- Don't be scared.
- I'm scared for you, assh*le.

'Cause when I... I'm gonna... [STAMMERS]

[g*nsh*t]

[NAVAJO SONG PLAYING OVER RADIO]

♪

[ENGINE AND MUSIC STOP]

[SPEAKING DINÉ]

- Nice bike.
- [SPEAKING DINÉ]

Is your dad home? No?

OK, well, if you see your dad,
you tell him I stopped by, OK?

All right.

Be careful on that thing.

[ENGINE TURNS OVER]

[RAY PRICE'S "INVITATION
TO THE BLUES" ON RADIO]

♪ Received your invitation ♪

♪ To the blues ♪

♪

Your nephew's the one who's
been stealing your piñon nuts.

_

I'm sorry, Másání.

He didn't think you'd notice.

_

♪ You took the laughter
from this world of mine ♪

♪ Thanks to you, the
sun will never shine ♪

_

♪ Walk the floor so
much, wore out my shoes ♪

♪ Received your invitation ♪

♪ To the blues ♪

You call me if you need anything.

Yeah, I will.

Hey, a biligáanalady
wants to talk to you.

♪ I just hope I'll never ♪

♪ Go through this much again ♪

♪ Lonely me, I don't know what to do ♪

Jim Chee.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

[PENSIVE MUSIC]

♪

[DOOR CREAKS OPEN]

Jim Chee, here to see Mrs. Vines.

This way.

♪

Wait here.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[CANISTER CLANKING]

You're younger than I expected.

Should you be doing that?

Don't scold me, Mr.
Chee. We've only just met.

Drink?

- Coffee, if it's no problem.
- [BELL RINGS]

Gabriela, bring us
scotch and some coffee.

How can I help you, Mrs. Vines?

Been a burglary here a few days ago.

Someone broke in, stole a
box from my husband's safe.

I want you to get it and bring
it back before he comes home.

He's on a hunting trip.
He'll be home in two days.

Thank you.

I'll pay you $ now and another $ ,

when you bring me the box.

You report this to the police?

My husband supported the sheriff's
opponent in the last election.

He's not gonna lift a finger to help us.

And besides, it's an Indian problem.

That's why I called you.

You ever heard of the
People of Darkness?

Should I have?

They're a mystical sect
out here in the desert,

healers who have peyote
ceremonies and visions,

all that Navajo type of thing.

I believe they're
responsible for the burglary.

OK.

What was in the box?

I don't know. And that
makes no difference to you.

All you need to do is
find it and bring it back.

Sounds simple.

Couldn't be simpler.

Except nothing is.

You're not telling me
something, Mrs. Vines.

And I've found that when people
aren't telling me something,

that's a good way to get hurt.

[SOFT, LABORED BREATHING]

Don't agitate me, Mr. Chee.

It affects my breathing.

[HOSE HISSING]

[LABORED BREATHING]

Come with me.

[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪

Last Wednesday, in the
middle of the night,

Gabriela heard a noise, came down here,

saw the safe open and
Tomas Charley outside,

sneaking away with
the box under his arm.

Tomas' father, Emerson,
introduced my husband

to the People of Darkness,

then gave them money for a while and
then grew disenchanted. I think...

I think this is their way
of getting back at him.

You sure these people are Navajo?

Mr. Chee, I don't want to punish anyone.

I just want the box back.

All you have to do is find
Tomas Charley and get it.

Can you do that for me?

[SIGHS]

Please.

What if I can't find him?

Then you are $ richer

and not the man I thought you were.

Good.

[UPBEAT GUITAR MUSIC]

♪

- [BIRDS CHIRPING]
- [SIGHS]

Told ya, the sheep that bit
my fingers off was an alien.

That's how it got here.

Property of the U.S.
Air Force, hemp-head.

Wait.

No way.

Of course.

That's what they want us to think.

I'm telling you. I saw a sheep
come out of here last night,

a freaky sheep, with
horns, twisted and weird,

probably trying to communicate
with the mother sheep.

You need to get
yourself straight, Steve.

Get off all these substances.

There's a Navajo man in there,

and if you're not careful,
you're gonna k*ll him.

Geez.

For my trouble.

- Wait.
- No.

What man?

[CHARLEY PRIDE'S "KISS AN
ANGEL GOOD MORNIN'" ON RADIO]

♪ They wonder how does a
man get to be this way? ♪

♪

♪ I've always got a smilin' face ♪

♪ Any time and any place ♪

♪ And every time they ask me why ♪

♪ I just smile and say ♪

♪ You've got to kiss
an angel good mornin' ♪

♪ And let her know you think
about her when you're gone ♪

♪ Kiss an angel good mornin' ♪

- ♪ And love her like the devil ♪
- [SHEEP BLEATS]

♪ When you get back home ♪

[SOFT INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Tomas Charley?

- You police?
- No.

I work for Mrs. Vines.

OK.

Does she need a rug or what?

She needs the box you
stole from her husband.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Listen, I don't give a
damn if you broke in there,

stole that box. I'm just
getting paid to bring it back.

Or you can come with me to the sheriff.

That white man's a witch.

He's k*lling my father.

- How?
- Cancer.

Witchcraft doesn't cause cancer, Tomas.

My father told me B.J. Vines cursed him.

He told me to get that box,

take it to the sacred place we know.

He said that there's something
in the box to reverse the spell.

This is, uh, People of
Darkness hocus pocus, isn't it?

Vines is People of Darkness,

him and his rich hippie friends.

It's bad medicine now.

White people medicine.

- Where's the box?
- O-OK.

OK.

I left the box on the Malpaís.

If my father hasn't gotten it
yet, it should still be there.

Bullshit.

I can draw you a map.

Make it a good one.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪

Little out of your jurisdiction,
aren't you, Lieutenant?

[SPEAKING DINÉ], Jim Chee.

You buying rugs or
looking for a new old lady?

Hey, you borrowed a sense of
humor since I saw you last.

Actually, I'm working.

Every hotel needs a
good manager, I guess.

For Mrs. Vines.

Wow.

She hired me to recover
some stolen property.

What're you doing here?

Hear about the expl*si*n
yesterday at the hospital?

Yeah, I heard there was a
gas leak in some rez wagon.

No, it was a car b*mb.

k*lled an elder. Emerson Charley.

Looking for his son, told
he's here selling rugs.

Wait, not a Tomas Charley?

Yeah. Why?

He's the one that broke into the Vines'.

I was just talking to him.

[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪

Guess I scared him off.

What'd he take from the Vines' house?

Box, uh, from the safe.
Don't know what's in it.

Tomas give you the box?

No, but he did tell me
where to find it, though.

Drew me a... a map.

Yeah.

I'll drive.

Better be careful that
thing don't melt in the sun.

It's a new synthetic polymer.

Space Age, Joe.

So PI work pays enough to stock
up in space-age monkey suits?

Don't entice me with
your BIA police salary.

[CHUCKLES]

Given any more thought to coming back?

To what? Pound sand for a living?

You mean on the rez?

I mean, wherever sand grows.

Yeah.

The rez is getting more complicated.

When hasn't it?

How's, uh, Bernadette?

Eh, got a new rookie in the office.

I think she might like
the roly-poly type.

- Wait, you kidding?
- [LAUGHS]

She's still pissed off.

At who?

Any advice on how to work
my way out of the doghouse?

I don't know, maybe
she'll snap out of it

when she sees that space-age fabric.

Couldn't hurt, though.

Wait, could it?

Hurt? sh*t, 'less you mean my eyes.

'Ey? [LAUGHS]

You, you're something
else, Joe Leaphorn.

- [LOCK CLICKS]
- [SHEEP BLEATS]

[SHEEP BLEATING]

The hell's that, man?

[SPEAKING DINÉ]

Relax, people, it's just a sheep.

[SPEAKING DINÉ], who does it belong to?

I don't know, but somebody will.

I'll be at the trading post.

[SOFT FOREBODING MUSIC]

♪

[SHEEP BLEATS]

[UPBEAT NAVAJO MUSIC PLAYING OVER RADIO]

♪

[BRAKES SCREECH]

- You get it?
- Got it.

[ENGINE AND MUSIC STOP]

[SOFT SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

♪

There.

♪

[SIGHS]

[WIND WHOOSHES]

[FOREBODING MUSIC]

♪

What?

This belonged to my son.

He wore it on the day he d*ed.

[WIND WHOOSHING]

That's some crazy
witchcraft sh*t right there.

- [g*nsh*t]
- Ah!

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪

- Come on.
- [GROANING]

Come on.

[GROANING, WHIMPERS]

[GROANING, PANTING]

I'll be... I'll be okay.

[g*nshots]

OK, hold on.

We got to get to the
truck, get the r*fle.

Hold this.

[SOFTLY] Here. Here.

All right.

Try to get on top of him.
I'll come up from below.

You ready?

Go.

♪

[RAPID g*nshots]

[SPEAKING DINÉ]

[GRUNTS]

♪

sh*t.

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTS]

[ENGINE TURNS OVER]

You son of a bitch.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

♪

Chee. Chee.

[GRUNTING, PANTING]

Come on, get up.

- Come on.
- [GROANS]

Sit, sit.

Let me see.

["DEATH DON'T HAVE NO MERCY"]

Hold that tight.

[GRUNTING]

I get him?

No.

- He get you?
- No.

Can you walk? Can you walk?

Can you give me a minute?

♪ Well, death don't have
no mercy in this land ♪

♪

♪ I said death don't have
no mercy in this land ♪

♪

♪ Well, he'll come to your house ♪

♪ And he won't stay long ♪

♪ Look down the room, one
of your family will be gone ♪

♪ Death don't have no
mercy in this land ♪

♪

♪ Well, he never take
time for vacation ♪

♪ In this land ♪

JOE: I have to find
out who's behind this.

I have to.

♪

Leaphorn sent me to take your statement.

No "How are you? Good to see you."

JOE: That boy said a
blond man blew up the well.

Now suddenly we got a blond
man here k*lling people.

Bern, he's here.

[FIRE ALARM RINGING]

My son d*ed on what's now your property.

That's got nothing to do with me.

The world needs to know
what is going on here.

EMMA: So you can write something

about "us poor Indians on the rez."

BERNADETTE: What the hell's going on?

It's the blond man. I
think he m*rder*d my son.

I am tired of chasing this guy.

Joe, Joe, Joe!

This isn't about you.

BERNADETTE: Joe Leaphorn
is like a father to me.

The monsters ain't just in the shadows.

They're in broad damn daylight.

If we don't get him by
sun-up, he'll be gone forever.

JOE: I'm not going to lose him.

♪