♪
Navajo Police.
Anna was killed at the Big Rock Motel last night.
The FBI has to take lead on the investigation.
Since when do the FBI give a damn about a dead Indian?
Lieutenant Leaphorn, Jim Chee. I'm your new deputy.
Did you hear about that armored car robbery down in Gatlin?
♪
Thought we were talking about a double homicide.
One hand washes the other, kemo sabe.
Bernadette is worried about you.
Bernadette should worry about doin' her job.
♪
[Speaks Navajo]
♪
I'm fine, Officer.
There's no token here.
I put you here to find that helicopter.
And when you do, we get to ride around, take it out of here.
Just don't go forgettin' which tribe you belong to,
Special Agent Chee.
[mellow country music]
[indistinct chatter]
Have you heard this ad about "Devoted Dan's Used Cars?"
- Mm-mm. - Uh-uh.
The only car a missionary wants to sell an Indian
is a convertible.
[laughter]
[speaking Diné]
[laughter]
Lester.
Looking sharp.
The Native American Church welcomes you.
Thanks for the invite.
[exhales]
Little bit nervous.
Don't worry.
You're amongst brothers.
Lester, Dillon Charley.
He's our roadman.
He'll be leading the ceremony.
[speaking Diné]
Thank you for having me.
Did Guy fill you in on what to expect?
Uh, enough to know to get dressed up.
Remember.
What you see and hear in ceremony
stays in ceremony.
[tense music]
♪
[crow cawing]
[indistinct chatter]
Whew.
Man, food never smelled so good.
- [chuckles] - Your senses are open.
- Yeah. - That was a hard-earned meal.
- Right on. - Guy.
I need to see you alone for a minute.
We're amongst brothers.
Say what you need to say.
[exhales]
How many men work at the drill site?
Me, Yahz, and Emmerson.
I think you should stay home.
Go spend today with your family.
Tell the others to do the same.
I saw something last night.
[tense music]
♪
- Excuse me. - Yeah.
[whispers] Yeah, yeah, go ahead.
[birds chirping]
[engine rumbling]
♪ In the world you're living in ♪
♪ You are a queen
How you doin'?
Hey, buddy.
Cameron'd forget his head if it wasn't attached to his neck.
- Have a good one. - All right.
It's good to see you.
[mellow guitar music playing on radio]
♪
[explosions]
[whinnying]
[tense music]
♪
[distant clamoring]
[moody guitar music]
♪
[engine rumbling]
Stuck in one more.
Got it.
That good?
Yeah, that's fine.
Just pull back a little.
[apprehensive music]
[car door closes]
[tires squeaking]
[birds chirping]
[apprehensive music]
♪
[keys jingling]
[lock clattering]
[radio chatter]
Time to go, Raymond.
I haven't even got my breakfast yet.
Do you want me to tell your grandma
where you spent the night?
- Lieutenant Leaphorn. - Yeah.
- Call on line three. - All right.
Okay.
Which one of you is giving me a lift home?
This ain't a taxi center, little Ray Begay.
Your ass can walk.
Say, man, how about you?
[scoffs] Man, why don't you just leave?
Yeah. Yep.
- Sorry I'm late. - I hit a coyote on the way in.
Which way was it facing?
I don't know.
What does that matter?
Well, if it was facing north, that's not good.
For me or the coyote?
- Both. - [scoffs]
Well, it was worse for him.
I think he would agree. [chuckles]
[speaking Diné]
All right, that's enough.
Chee, Margaret Cigaret's talking again.
We need to get her statement.
Thought the FBI was on that.
Well, I won't tell if you don't.
I need you to do another follow-up
on the Growing Thunder girl.
Um, can we talk about that, Lieutenant?
She thinks she's encountered a dark spirit.
What do you know about it?
But I know I did.
She was getting into my head and then
she tried to take some of my hair.
Are you refusing to do your job?
That... that's not what I'm saying.
Then what are you saying?
I can follow up.
[scoffs]
[quietly] "I can follow up."
[hawk screeches]
[engine rumbling]
What's on your mind, Chee?
You carry a medicine pouch?
Well, that's kind of a personal question.
We just met.
Well, Manuelito said I should carry one
for protection from dark spirits.
Like hair grabbers, north-facing coyotes.
Yeah, you should watch that tone.
Respect goes a long way out here, Chee.
- Come on, man. - This is all boogeyman stuff.
You can't tell me you believe all that.
"All that" are stories
that kept our people alive.
I'm surprised you buy into all this, Lieutenant.
You went to college.
Well, isn't college about exploring ideas?
Expanding the mind?
Ahh, I think you're confusing college with acid.
[distant whinnying]
[rooster crowing]
[car doors slamming]
[speaking Diné]
Helen.
[speaking Diné]
- Father. - Lieutenant.
Didn't expect to see you here today.
Father, Jim Chee.
Saw you at the station the other day but didn't
get a chance to introduce myself.
Pleasure to meet you, Jim Chee.
Say, Father, I drove by your grandfather's
place last night, and I was hoping I'd...
Yeah, sorry I missed you.
I was in Gallup delivering last rites.
Oh.
Who died?
Jack Wilson.
Do you know him?
No.
Cancer.
Poor man had no family.
Sat with him all night.
No rest for the weary, huh, Father?
Or the wicked.
Well, I find it helpful to stay busy,
times of loss.
Yeah, that's what they say.
- Gentlemen. - Father.
[speaking Diné]
What'd she have to say?
Said there might have been two men.
[speaking Diné]
What'd she say there?
Nothing I don't already know.
[somber music]
♪
Hey, Joe!
What good are you?
We have everything here except our little girl!
So come on down to Devoted Dan's,
where I'm devoted to three things!
One, our Lord.
Two, my wife here, Betty, and my little blessings.
And three, selling you a glorious car
at an affordable price!
♪ Little boy blue you're blowing too late ♪
♪ Little boy blue...
[crickets chirping]
[doors squeak]
[coyote howling]
[birds chirping]
Hey, Lester.
What do I owe you?
You know you don't need to be worryin' about that.
You just, uh,
I mean, you... you take whatever else you need.
Thank you.
This will do for now.
Hey, man, life never gives us an easy way out, does it?
Yeah.
If it's not some shit war,
it's a lightning bolt from the sky.
Yeah, I appreciate you saying that.
I need to get home.
Hey, wait, wait, I'm sorry, Joe, but... but...
I... I need you to hear me out.
Spit it out, Lester.
- What is it? - Okay, okay.
Um...
the other morning,
after the ceremony,
Dillon Charley comes out acting all crazy and shit, and I'm...
And I'm thinking it's just the peyote, right?
Well, it was probably the peyote,
like this conversation is probably the liquor, Lester.
No, no, Joe, I heard what I heard.
Okay, what?
Dillon warned a friend of mine
that he shouldn't go to work that day.
Yeah, yeah, you know, the... the day of the explosion.
[apprehensive music]
Are you telling me they knew something
was gonna happen, Lester?
No, no, no, I didn't say that, I...
Dillon Charley had a vision...
and he warned him.
Who? Who'd he warn?
Oh, shit, um...
Guy Atcitty.
♪
[coyote howling]
[shovel rattles]
[engine rumbling]
What's with you and that girl's father?
That's between us.
Open the glove compartment.
Need you to take that to the lab and get it analyzed.
I didn't know NTP had a lab.
We don't.
But there's one at the Flagstaff Federal Building.
What, do you guys have an agreement?
How does that work?
I figured you could just walk in and flash a badge.
Come on, Chee.
You can cut the act. I know you're FBI.
[chuckles]
I've never been accused of that before.
Yeah.
What's ol' Whitover gonna say when I tell him
you couldn't keep your cover even for one day, huh?
[exhales]
How did you know?
I didn't until you just admitted it.
- Jesus. - Shit.
Yeah, you're somethin' else, kid.
Wasn't anything you did, if it makes you feel better.
The other day when you were asking about the missing token,
ol' Highpocket shot you the same look my father
used to shoot me when I got outta line.
And what are you going to do?
Uh...
it's not what I'm gonna do.
It's what you're gonna do for me.
Need the autopsy reports for my two murder victims,
and I need you to get that water analyzed.
You do that...
your secret's safe with me.
[sighs] I don't really have a choice.
No, you don't.
[jazzy music playing]
♪
[bell jingles]
Scuse me.
Y'all're supposed to be holding a painting for me.
It's... it's for my anniversary.
Uh, case you hadn't noticed, this isn't the Smithsonian.
What you see is what we got.
Wanda said that she would hold it for me.
It's the one with the cactus.
I sold that one five minutes ago.
[chuckles]
You sold it?
To who?
Mormon family just passin' through.
You don't happen to know which way they went, do you?
I don't know.
Probably on their way back to Utah
to do whatever the fuck they do in Utah.
Okay.
[scoffs]
White folks, am I right?
[bell jingles]
[jazzy music playing]
Yes.
Sierra Bravo, we have an emergency.
Come in.
[tense music]
Sierra Bravo.
We have an emergency. Come in.
Do you copy?
♪
Copy.
["Speedy Gonzalez" playing on radio]
[vocalizing]
all: ♪ You better come home, Speedy Gonzalez ♪
♪ Away from tannery row
♪ Stop all of your drinking
♪ With that floozy named Flo
♪ Come on home to your adobe ♪
all: ♪ And slap some mud on the wall ♪
♪
♪ The roof is leaking like a strainer ♪
♪ There's loads of roaches in the hall ♪
♪ La la la la
♪ Speedy Gonzalez
[tires squealing]
[engine revving]
What's wrong?
[tense music]
♪
[engine revving]
- How fast are we going? - Um...
What's happening?
It's okay, it's okay.
♪
- [crashing] - Whoa!
- Ah! - Sorry! Sorry.
- [hyperventilating] - It's o... it's okay.
- It's okay. - He's still right there.
[engine revving]
[dramatic music]
♪
- ♪ Speedy Gonzalez ♪ - ♪ Speedy Gonzalez
♪ How come you leave me all alone? ♪
"Hey, Rosita, I have to go shopping downtown
"for my mother.
She needs some tortillas and chili peppers."
♪ La
[both panting]
- Is everybody okay? - Yeah.
- Are you okay? - Mm-hmm.
- How about we just... - [exhales]
[engine rumbling]
Should I play some music?
No.
- Just drive. - Okay.
Everything's gonna be okay, girls.
It's okay.
- [screams] - What?
[tires screeching]
[gasps]
- Okay. - [hyperventilating]
[tense music]
Get out of the car.
- What? - Oh, God.
- Get out of the car! - Get out of the car!
Do what he says, for God's sake!
Okay, okay, okay!
- [hyperventilating] - No, don't go.
It's okay, I've got you.
Okay.
- Okay. - Open the trunk.
We don't have anything that you'd want, we...
♪
[trunk squeaks]
Just luggage from our trip.
[creaking]
[ominous music]
♪
[creaking]
[birds chirping]
[yells in Diné]
Tribal Police.
[knocking]
[door creaking]
♪
[door creaking]
[dramatic music]
♪
Shh.
[door creaking]
Do you remember the nurse that you met at the clinic?
That's my wife, Emma.
You know, I stopped by the school,
but there wasn't any record of attendance on you.
My mom used to hide me when I was little.
Whenever the BIA agents came by,
I would hide out in the baseboards.
Yeah.
I understand that.
Do you have any other family?
[birds chirping]
Maybe you can tell me his name, then.
I'll be fine.
I don't doubt it.
Tell you're very tough.
But I think you'd be better off in a women's shelter in Gallup.
We can help you find a place, hmm?
Maybe get some work.
- Gallup, huh? - Mm-hmm.
The city.
Yeah.
Would be hard, but I think it'd be good for you.
No father that hurts the mother of his child
is worth sticking around for, Sally.
You're nicer than the other cops, Lieutenant.
But this is my life.
I can't live in Gallup.
[machinery whirring]
[clears throat] Excuse me.
Oh, sorry, I... I didn't see you there.
Yes?
Yeah, I have this water sample here
that needs analysis.
It's from my family's well on the Navajo reservation.
Just need to know if there's anything in it
that can kill me.
Are you with the Bureau?
Five years.
You don't look like FBI.
Now do I?
Just leave it. I'll get around to it.
Kind of need it right away.
Navajo never heard of tap water?
Yeah, we'd like tap water,
but instead, we have wells,
thanks to scientists like you who need uranium for your labs.
It means that we have cancer and kidney disease.
I'm not asking you to drink it. I'm asking you to analyze it.
I'll have it for you this afternoon.
[upbeat music playing]
♪
♪ When I go to bed at night ♪
♪ And lay my head on a pillow, why... ♪
[song continues indistinctly]
♪
♪ But I'll drive you from my mind ♪
♪ Or you'll only do time in time, and my... ♪
[song continues indistinctly]
♪ In you
♪ You go find another man [tires squeaking]
♪ I'll... [music stops]
Four-zero-one to dispatch, over.
Dispatch to four-zero-one.
Mile marker 28 Eastbound, BIA route 166, 1037.
Requesting another officer.
Is Leaphorn around?
Ten-four, hold.
[western music playing]
♪
He stayed here, you know.
They said his shit was so big, it clogged the goddamn toilets.
[chuckling] Imagine that.
- I'd rather not. - [sighs]
Why did you drag me here, Chee?
You find our money yet?
Not quite.
I, uh, think I found a lead.
A lead?
You brought me out here for a lead?
What, you need a couple of dimes?
Actually, I need a favor.
Oh, this just keeps getting better.
Next you're gonna tell me you want me to buy you lunch.
The NTP cop, Leaphorn,
he has his hairy eyeball on my ass.
I need to get him off.
Yeah.
Yeah, he takes his job too seriously.
Yeah, don't we all.
So what can I do for you?
I need the autopsy reports from the Big Rock murders.
Take 'em.
Th... that's it?
Look, Chee, anything you want.
You get it?
We crack this case,
we make like Moses out of this desert.
There's an opening in the D.C. field office.
I'd like to bring you with me as my number two.
What do you think of that, son?
[exhales]
Anywhere but here, sir.
Good boy.
[tense music]
♪
[sighs]
[truck engine humming]
[pensive music]
♪
[tires squeaking]
[cow mooing]
[horse whinnying] [chickens clucking]
Guy.
Guy!
We need to talk.
The hell's your problem?
Hollering around disturbing me?
Why weren't you at work on the day of the explosion?
- Mm? - I was sick.
That's not what I heard.
Well, if you know everything,
why are you talking to me, then?
Is everything okay, Dad?
Everything's good.
Back inside.
She shouldn't be wearing that jacket.
I know.
I'll have her give it back to you, then.
No. She knows what to do with it.
And so do you.
Arrest me, then.
But you know you have no one else to blame.
Yeah, except you and her.
[grunts]
- [grunting, yelling] - Guy!
Stop, stop!
Guy!
Stop! Just stop!
Okay, okay, okay.
- [growls] - Guy, no!
Stop! No!
Guy, stop.
Guy, what're you... what are you doin'?
Stop, Guy.
Stop.
Stop!
Guy, I said stop! [gunshot]
- [yells] - [screaming]
No!
- [sobbing] - [yelling]
What did you do?
- Guy... - What did you do?
- [groans] - I told you to stop, Guy.
- [yells] - Jesus.
♪
Agent Chee. We spoke on the phone.
Yes, we did.
I have the file ready for you.
[sighs]
What's the weather like out there?
Hot.
Good day for a cold beer.
So she died of cardiac arrest?
Never seen anything like it before.
No underlying condition.
Ran blood, heart, and lung tissue.
Thought about brewing my own.
You know, beer.
What about the white streak in her hair?
There's not any empirical science
to back it up, but it's not uncommon either.
You've seen this before?
No, but I was at a convention with a bunch of other pathies,
and some of my colleagues have come across this.
Do they have any ideas on, uh, COD?
Cardiac arrest plus the whitening of the hair follicles
suggests the victim may have been scared to death.
[foreboding music]
♪
[truck engine turns off]
Oh.
23 minutes flat.
Impressive.
What do we got?
Nothing much. Broken taillight.
Looks like the car just quit on him.
Must've been the color.
What do you even call this?
I dunno, puke green?
Probably headed back through the Grand Canyon.
Thought the rez was a shortcut,
but then car gives out.
[grunts] Yeah, I doubt that.
A brand-new car like this doesn't just give out.
Something's not right.
I agree.
It's kind of strange.
[door opens]
Originally, I thought maybe they ran out of gas,
maybe the whole family got a ride off the rez.
Well, gas gauge reads three-quarters.
Hmm.
Overheated?
Well, no sign of fluids leaking on the ground.
I'll pop the hood, check the tanks.
[trunk unlocks]
Check the glove box.
[exhales]
[objects rattling]
Well, they're Mormon with a terrible taste in music.
Anything that gives us a name?
Negative, no registration.
Let me try somethin'.
[sniffs]
Ugh.
Ugh, the car has that smell.
What's it called?
[grunts] New car smell?
No, um...
English leather.
Ah, my ex used to bathe in it.
One of the many reasons why he's my ex.
[zapping] [engine turns over]
[engine rumbling]
Well...
engine checks out.
Well, go back to the station, run the plates and the VIN.
I'm gonna double back and check out the area.
I'll catch up to you, though.
Sergeant Manuelito?
I didn't mean to jump on your case yesterday.
Yeah, you got good instincts.
I trust 'em.
[soft music]
♪
[tense music]
[crow cawing]
♪
[indistinct radio chatter]
Hey.
[phone ringing]
I'm glad you're here.
You can stay in here.
Please make yourself at home.
Can you help me with that side?
This was your son's room?
Mm-hmm.
Does it make you uncomfortable to be in here?
No.
Good. Take a seat.
Were you happy when you were pregnant?
Yeah, I was really happy.
And I was scared too.
It's perfectly natural
to be confused or overwhelmed.
There's not a wrong way to feel about being pregnant.
Why didn't you have any more kids?
I couldn't.
After I gave birth to Joe Jr.,
the doctor at the clinic
performed a surgery on me
that kept me from ever having another child.
Why would you want that?
I didn't.
He did it without my permission.
But that's not going to happen to you
because I'll be right there with you,
every step of the way.
Relax here.
I'll get you something to eat.
Does it make you uncomfortable
to have me here?
[sighs]
[whispers] No.
[soft music]
♪
Sorry I'm late.
That back tire keeps letting out air.
I told you, you can't be driving
on that spare, mm?
Eat up, there's plenty.
Hey.
I'm not following you to college, either,
to wipe your ass.
[chuckles]
I don't think I'm gonna go to college.
[clears throat]
Are you gonna help me out here?
I want to stay around here and make some money.
You worked at the mercantile this summer.
[scoffs] I can barely buy smokes
with the money I made there.
You smoke.
Busted.
You're going to school, end of story.
Hey, Joe.
Joe.
[somber music]
♪
Yeah, baby. Hey, baby.
[sighs]
[horse whinnies]
[whinnying]
[tense music]
[whinnying]
♪
Hello?
♪
[flies buzzing] [crow cawing]
[gasps] [horse whinnying]
♪
[panting]
Why'd we come here?
People who care about me are worried.
They think I'm too close to this case.
Why is that?
[crickets chirping]
This is where I lost my boy.
Thought you should know that.
I'm sorry for your loss.
Anna Atcitty was his girlfriend.
I thought you should know that too.
Now tell me what I need to know.
Anna died of cardiac arrest.
Cardiac arrest? She was 20 years old.
Coroner didn't understand it either.
Said her heart just stopped, said that the white streak
may suggest she was scared to death.
What about the water?
Test came back inconclusive.
What were you hoping to find?
I wasn't sure.
You didn't send me back to Flagstaff
because you weren't sure.
I want to help find who did this to her.
I just need your help.
And there's no reason for you to trust me,
but I promise you I'll prove my worth.
Thought I might've found your helicopter.
What're you smiling at?
You did find it.
There was hydraulic fluid in your water sample.
[suspenseful music]
See?
I promised, and I delivered.
♪
Guess the rez will be swarming
with Feds tomorrow, then, right?
Oh, I doubt it.
I didn't tell them.
Hmm.
Guess people aren't what they seem after all.
♪
[chittering]
Is it all there?
Every penny.
Now what do we do?
Stick to the plan.
♪
On the next episode of "Dark Winds"...
Still think this is all random?
♪
Whitover: Family of four just up and disappears.
You've got any explanation for that?
♪
Chee: When's the last time you saw Father Saul?
♪
I cannot thank you enough for your kindness.
Chee: Stop runnin'!
Woman: I didn't tell them anything, I swear.
- She's lyin'. - Yeah, I know.
♪
♪ You can't run
♪ And you can't hide
♪ You can't get away, baby
♪ No matter how hard you A-one more time, baby!
♪ And you can't run
♪ And you can't hide
Here we go.
♪ And you can't get away, baby ♪
♪ No matter how hard you try