Previously on "Dark Winds"...
My son d*ed 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 m*rder*d my son.
[WIND WHISTLING]
["FUR ELISE"]
♪
[METRONOME TICKING]
♪
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.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
So who is this Linda
Maddox to you anyway?
She's my mother.
♪
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪
[INDISTINCT DIALOGUE OVER RADIO]
♪
[MOODY GUITAR MUSIC]
♪
[ENGINE RUMBLING]
[DOG BARKING]
Emma?
[DOOR CLICKS OPEN AND SHUT]
[EXHALES HEAVILY]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪
[INDISTINCT DIALOGUE OVER RADIO]
♪
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.
- [CLEARS THROAT]
And if you ever want
to trade w*r stories,
my office is upstairs, third floor.
Cool.
Best of luck on the test.
Thanks.
[INDISTINCT DIALOGUE OVER RADIO]
[LINE RINGS]
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.
- [SHEEP BLEATS]
- Was that a sheep?
Long story.
Hey! Don't touch that!
Get off of there!
Yeah, sorry. What?
Chee?
- [NO AUDIBLE DIALOGUE]
- Hey!
Put that down!
Bern, he's here.
[TENSE MUSIC]
[NO AUDIBLE DIALOGUE]
♪
Chee?
♪
Chee.
♪
Natalie!
Call the sheriff's office!
Tell them to get over to
the hospital right now!
♪
[ALARM RINGING]
[PEOPLE CLAMORING]
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 k*lling people,
including the boy's
grandfather and father.
He tried to k*ll that boy today
and damn near k*lled 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.
[PHONE RINGING]
Leaphorn.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
- I'm on my way.
- What?
He's at the hospital...
he's coming for Chee.
♪
We're gonna be OK.
♪
[ALARM RINGING]
♪
[PANTING]
♪
[GROANING]
♪
[PANTING]
♪
Excuse me, Doctor, we need to
get this patient moved right away.
♪
[TENSE MUSIC]
♪
[PANTING]
♪
[ALARM RINGING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪
[METALLIC CREAKING]
♪
[SUPPRESSED g*nshots]
♪
- [SUPPRESSED g*nshots]
- [GASPING]
♪
[BOTH GRUNTING]
♪
[YELLING]
♪
Chee?
Chee, where are you?
[PANTING]
♪
[GLASS SHATTERING]
- Chee!
- In here!
♪
- Are you OK?
- I... I'm fine.
♪
Go.
♪
We need a doctor!
♪
[GRUNTS]
♪
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.
[SIREN WAILING]
[g*nsh*t]
♪
[TIRES SQUEALING]
♪
[TIRES SQUEALING]
[g*nshots]
♪
Go! Come on.
♪
[ENGINE TURNING OVER]
[SIREN WAILING]
♪
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[DOG BARKING]
[TENSE MUSIC]
♪
Bern.
We got blood.
♪
Where would you go?
♪
Highway '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.
♪
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
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 ,
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 to 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.
♪
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
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 sh*t...
which is an improvement from last night.
That kid out there yours?
♪
The... n-no.
♪
[SIGHS]
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.
[ENGINE TURNING OVER]
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...
[SIGHS]
The Family Planning Services Act
passed last year in Congress to .
Since then, there has been a % 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?
[SOMBER MUSIC]
♪
[SIGHS]
♪
[CRYING AND SCREAMING]
[PANTING]
[MOANS]
♪
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.
[DOG BARKS]
♪
[MACHINE WHIRRING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
♪
[TENSE MUSIC]
_
♪
We are early.
[CLEARS THROAT]
[ENGINE TURNING OVER]
[GRUNTS]
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.
[DOOR SLAMS]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪
[ENGINE RUMBLING]
Dude blew the checkpoint. Stolen tags.
Gave us a pretty good
run in this old jalopy,
but we got him.
- He carrying?
- Yep,
. 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.
- sh*t.
- It feels like him.
♪
I was really hoping to
put this day to rest, Joe.
♪
So if you ain't sure...
[ENGINE TURNING OVER]
♪
[SHEEP BLEATING]
[HORSE WHINNIES]
[DOG GROWLS]
[PANTING]
[SPEAKING DINÉ] _
_
_
Yeah.
_
_
_
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Yeah.
♪
_
♪
[GRUNTING]
What is this?
_
[SPEAKING DINÉ]
Delicious.
My mother cooks for me every Sunday.
I'd love to give her this recipe.
[SPEAKING DINÉ]
_
_
_
_
_
_
_
_
_
_
♪
I bought my mom a scarf just like this
last year for Mother's Day.
♪
_
_
♪
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?
_
_
_
The One Who Walks Around,
Black Streaked Wood clan,
Many Hogans, Water's Edge.
What?
We're related.
[SPEAKING DINÉ] makes me your father.
[LAUGHS]
Damn. What?
[LAUGHS]
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. [SCOFFS]
"Collar's funny."
You're a funny kid, you know?
♪
That's my mom.
♪
_
[CHUCKLES]
♪
[ENGINE TURNING OVER]
♪
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
♪
- Hey, I need some air.
- Yeah.
Thank you.
[SIGHS]
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?
[SIGHS]
Life.
[AIRPLANE ENGINE HUMMING]
[SHEEP BLEATS]
[MUG THUDS]
I don't know, man.
I don't know.
[SIGHS] 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.
[SIGHS]
Great-uncle was in the long walk.
Over miles in the dead of winter.
He survived.
Wasn't about to let the
U.S. Cavalry k*ll 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 k*lled him.
♪
Monsters ain't new, Gordo.
Not everyone's held to account.
[COFFEE SPLASHES]
♪
Man, oh, man.
♪
You sure can cheer me
up when you want to.
♪
[WIND WHISTLING]
[LINE RINGS]
[PHONE RINGING]
- 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 k*lled 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.
[BABY FUSSING]
[SPEAKING DINÉ]
[SINGING IN DINÉ]
[SOFT MUSIC]
♪
[CRYING]
♪
[SOBBING]
♪
[BREATHING DEEPLY]
♪
OK. [CLEARS THROAT]
OK.
♪
[SPEAKING DINÉ]
[SPEAKING DINÉ] my ass.
You filed a complaint
about someone dumping
RV waste on your property?
Called y'all months ago
about someone stealing my sheep,
took y'all three months to get here.
One call about a sh*t 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.
[HORSE CHUFFS]
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.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[METRONOME TICKING]
♪
[TENSE MUSIC]
[HORSE WHINNYING]
♪
[HORSE CHUFFS]
♪
[METRONOME TICKING]
♪
[RADIO TUNING]
The battery-powered LRV,
lunar roving vehicle,
has been successfully deployed,
and the astronauts seem to be enjoying
their time behind the wheel.
[RADIO TUNING]
♪ 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 ♪
- [RADIO CLICKS OFF]
JOE: This is the man who
m*rder*d 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.
JOE: I am tired of chasing this guy.
Aah! [GRUNTS]
02x03 - Antigonish
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Based on the Leaphorn & Chee book series by Tony Hillerman and set in 1971 on a remote outpost of the Navajo Nation, Lieutenant Joe Leaphorn of the Tribal Police as he is besieged by a series of seemingly unrelated crimes.
Based on the Leaphorn & Chee book series by Tony Hillerman and set in 1971 on a remote outpost of the Navajo Nation, Lieutenant Joe Leaphorn of the Tribal Police as he is besieged by a series of seemingly unrelated crimes.