Previously on Tribal...
I knew those guys were gonna hurt her...
One way, or another.
They have no respect.
No tradition.
It was obvious.
Dennis always had his hands in all kinds of dirt.
So, to the best of your knowledge,
Dennis was the lead perpetrator?
Hundred percent.
Girls like this go missing all the time.
I've got another one of those situations.
Meet me at the place in... twenty minutes.
Ahhh!
Grab him!
Why do you think it is that trouble
always seems to be attached to you, Phil?
I'm very magnetic.
Dallas said he made a delivery
out at the Dakota Reserve.
You do a lot of business out that way?
Sure. Why wouldn't we?
You people try to keep us isolated. Segregated.
But why wouldn't we work together?
Especially when we have the same enemy.
If you ever need someone to watch your back,
on anything,
call me.
My back?
I like that.
Hey.
Here.
Oh.
Uh, thanks, but I don't have time.
It's really late.
Don't you think you've kind of earned a sick day?
Oh, yeah, Mann would love that.
Another excuse for her to be herself.
Have you ever tried?
Come on, take the day off.
I'll call in sick, too.
We'll hang out.
Are you worried about me?
I want you to take care of yourself.
Well, that's what you're here for.
'Kay.
Oh, God.
What's up?
My mom said Casey was supposed to stay with her last night,
but never showed up.
You're not even gonna text her back?
She's a grown-up. She can make her own decisions.
Just call her, she's your sister.
Yeah, she's my older sister.
Want me to call her?
I already know how this is gonna go.
She's gonna need something.
A ride, some money.
It's always something.
You know, I spend every day of my life chasing after people.
Now, I have to chase after my own sister.
Family's family.
Yep.
Ahh, man.
What's so funny?
Wh... were you laughing at me?
I wasn't.
Yeah, okay, its just...
I heard you, so...
Whatever.
Is there a problem here?
Are you gonna apologize, dude?
Or do we have a problem?
Apologize for what?
What did Janey say?
I don't know who that is.
And I don't want any trouble, okay man?
Yeah, well, then, just tell me.
Why were you guys laughing at me?
I wasn't laughing at you.
I saw a stupid video on my phone.
All right, well then just show me.
No, man.
Wait, woah, woah, woah.
We're just having a conversation here.
What did Janey say?
She was laughing at me again, right?
Back off, man.
Or what?
That one's done.
Thanks.
Uh, Buke.
Yeah, what's up?
I need to talk with you.
Alone.
Talk.
Mackenzie said they picked up Hanson this morning.
What?
Apparently, he was at a bus stop on 8th.
Got in a fight with some guy.
Is he okay?
I don't know.
But they're bringing him in here, now.
- Here? - Yeah.
Did Mac say anything else?
Just that he's um...
I don't know he's just...
talking nonsense, crazy stuff.
And not making a lot of sense.
Look, what do you want me to do?
No... uh, nothing.
Yeah... thank you.
I'll handle it.
You sure?
Yep.
Okay.
You okay?
Yeah. Just gimme a minute.
I'll be right back.
Hey, Dad.
Hey.
You okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Just a stupid fight.
So, what happened?
This guy just...
all of a sudden, he was all over me.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah.
I was just sittin' there, minding my own business.
And he starts laughing at me.
Who was he?
I don't know.
You didn't know him.
No, that's what's so crazy about it.
Why didn't you just walk away?
You're already taking his side.
Hey.
I never said that.
Sounds like it.
So why were you talking about Janey?
Who said that?
It's in the report.
The guy said that you kept on repeating Janey's name.
What's your sister got to do with it?
Look, he was yellin'. I was yellin'.
Look, I don't know.
Whatever, it's just stupid talk.
It sounds like you were confused.
I'm takin' the meds, Dad.
I'm actually fine.
- Really. - Okay.
But is it possible that you missed a day or two?
I'm already guilty, right?
Stop. Stop.
Can we just go?
Now?
Hanson... you assaulted this guy,
and it sounds like he is going to press charges.
Right, so, I gotta stay in here all day?
Your mom and I haven't heard from you in weeks.
I've been busy.
What... working?
Shifts, yeah, on and off.
Good.
How's the apartment?
Don't even get me started on that.
You still bangin' heads with the landlord?
Please just help me.
Okay.
I'll take care of it.
Sam: Hey... what have we got?
Nothing good.
Best guess is hypothermia.
The driver who spotted him says
he wasn't here yesterday afternoon.
These tire tracks from the same guy who spotted him?
Not sure.
We can get 'em checked out, though.
You find his other shoe?
One shoe, no jacket, no phone.
No phone?
He still had his wallet with some cash,
and we found this in his pocket.
Nash Sarcee.
Long list of priors.
Drug possession, intent to distribute.
Nine various assault charges.
Last April, he was discharged from a healing lodge
after 6 months for the third time.
So, he was known to the police?
He was at The Stampede last night.
What, the one downtown?
How much is it for?
$39.50.
That's a long way to go for a drink.
Not for him.
He lives in the city.
Then what the hell's he doing
all the way out here on the rez?
I'm not saying my brother was a bad person.
He was just older, and we never really got along.
Do you have any idea what Nash was doing
on the reserve or how he got there?
Nash didn't go back if he could avoid it.
Maybe once in a while to see our mom.
But he was banned a long time ago.
Why was he banned?
He was selling drugs, causing fights.
They said he was a negative influence on the community.
Any chance he was dealing drugs?
I know he got in some trouble in the city.
Nash was always a scrapper.
But he didn't deserve to die like that.
Now he's just another statistic.
He fell through the cracks.
And here we are.
We're gonna find out what happened.
Uh, excuse me.
Woodburn.
Hey.
We found Nash's truck.
- Where? - A few crossroads over.
We also found his other shoe.
Looks like the truck broke down and he started walking.
Okay, well, uh, get the truck towed in.
We'll have Mitch look it over.
Already on it.
But Chief, there's one more thing.
We also found a toolbox in the back of the truck.
It looks like it belongs to Thundercloud Transport.
Thanks.
Bye.
Nash was a good worker.
He came on maybe 18 months back.
We knew he had rough edges, but we gave him a chance
'cause that's what we do.
One thing, though.
He did know his way around an engine.
He get into any kind of trouble out here?
No. Kept his head down. Worked hard.
Felt like he was turning it around.
How'd he die?
Hypothermia.
We found him on the Blackfoot Reserve.
Nash doesn't live on the reserve.
Where'd you find him?
On the side of the road.
In the middle of nowhere?
We don't know what happened yet.
The hell you don't.
You gonna let them get away with this?
Get away with what?
Like you don't know.
What else can you tell us about Nash?
He didn't deserve to die like that.
We good?
Yeah.
Shit.
Hey, Daniel.
Listen, we need to talk.
I wanna know who these cops are
that left Nash Sarcee to die.
C'mon, Daniel.
Those days are over.
What happened then?
We're handling it.
Come on, Sam.
You know how these cops work.
Guy like Nash...
Drug dealer.
Repeat offender.
Out getting drunk, night after night.
You know what they did.
They put him in the back of a police car.
Bitch and moan about the amount of
paperwork that's coming to them.
And, so, instead, it's just easier to drive him
out to the reserve.
Ain't that right, Buke?
Oh!
But, first, they take away their shoes.
Let them walk it off...
'til they freeze to death.
Was he wearing his shoes?
One of them.
You're too young to believe that something
like this still happens.
And you...
You wonder why I had to protect my community,
bend a few rules.
It's because of cops like them.
How did he know that?
You think Phil told him?
What does it matter?
This is personal for him.
You're sure the tracks at the scene don't belong to a Metro vehicle?
No doubt.
Way too big.
This truck was running dualies,
double-rear wheels.
We don't use those.
So, it was an accident, then?
I'm not so sure yet.
There were some pre-mortem bruising on his right hand
and his left cheek.
He definitely got into some kind of trouble.
Like a fight?
That would be consistent with these types of injuries.
We did call the bar from that receipt you found.
They sent over security footage.
And we found this.
There's the victim.
Bartender said they came in around 9:00.
Woah-woah, wait... stop.
You know them?
Yeah.
That's my sister.
- What? - That's Casey.
Look who else showed up.
Dennis?
What is he doing there?
He's out on bail.
With no restrictions on a murder charge?
Did you know about this?
I heard a rumour.
Didn't know it was real 'til now.
Well, how can this happen?
Circumstantial evidence in a first offense.
That, plus, fifteen years behind the badge.
This kind of thing is exactly why people hate cops.
Look at what the system does.
Just lets them go.
Sam.
You track down your sister.
I'll talk to Drucker and Langford.
Find out if they saw anything.
If?
We don't know that this is connected.
Sure you do.
You just don't wanna believe it.
- Where've you been? - Nowhere.
Stayed at a friends. Why?
You were at The Stampede last night with Nash Sarcee.
Okay.
So?
You spying on me now?
No.
Oh.
One of those cops tell you?
What happened?
It's really none of your business.
What, so you don't wanna tell me now?
It was nothing... I don't know.
It was Nash's birthday.
We had some food, some drinks.
That's all.
Yeah, well...
Nash is dead.
No, he's not.
We found his body frozen on the side of the road
on the rez this morning.
Come on.
His truck was nearby.
Looked like he got into some kind of fight.
Are you sure it was Nash?
Casey, what happened?
Do it.
Come on.
Enough. I gotta work in the morning.
Man, when did you grow up?
- Shut up. - It's one drink. Maybe two.
More than that.
I... I've gotta keep myself on track.
I promised my mom this time was for real.
Well, if he doesn't drink it, I will.
Uh-uh. Uh-uh.
Just a little bit of fun.
Just tonight.
It's your birthday.
Once a year, man.
All right.
One drink.
Yeah!
Whoo!
There, you happy?
Mm-hmm. I'm glowin'.
You're a bad influence... that's what you are.
I mean, it was just a regular night.
Got off shift. Grabbed a drink.
Why The Stampede?
Cheap beer.
Good people.
Usually.
Usually?
You mean Nash Sarcee wasn't good people?
Oh, I didn't say that.
Until you just told me,
I didn't even know this guy's name.
Never mind that he died.
Right.
So why don't you tell me what happened?
So, I knock on the door and this chick answers, right?
And I can tell that she's freakin' out.
'Cause standing behind her is this dude,
this big, bastard, mean lookin' guy,
and I know that if I don't do something right then,
he's gonna hurt her.
So, I start talking to him, real calm...
Hey...
You know who that is?
That's one of the guys who strung up Jack Bowden for poaching.
Jack shoots one elk on the rez.
And they kill him for it.
Report said it was suicide, no?
No. Just because you can't prove it's murder,
doesn't make it suicide.
And don't forget.
There are two different laws.
One for us, and one for them.
He's just whooping it up.
Hey, you know that guy?
Isn't that the cop that killed Justine Trueblood?
So how come he's not in jail?
Are you surprised, man?
Hey... they're not all bad.
My sister's not.
Your sister's a cop?
She's Chief of Tribal, man.
For real? What happened to you?
You kids havin' a party?
Huh?
Here, these are for you.
We're just minding our own business, Officer.
My partner bought you some drinks.
Consider it peace offering.
What's your problem?
You don't wanna have a drink with a cop?
I just don't wanna drink with a killer.
I'm not the one lynching white men.
Oh yeah?
That's enough.
Everyone just chill out.
Okay?
We all wanna have a good time,
so let's have a good time.
The cops left us alone.
Nothing happened.
We just had some fun.
Why are you interrogating me?
Because Nash is dead.
What... that doesn't bother you?
Yeah, of course!
And you think that I had something to do with it?
I know you're hiding something.
Great. Perfect little Samantha.
You always do this.
Do what?
You think I'm guilty without even talking to me first.
So, let's talk.
I didn't even know Nash was dead.
Case.
Is there anything you're not telling me?
It's really foggy, okay?
I didn't even have that much to drink.
But it's weird.
I can't remember anything.
It...
I think I passed out.
Hey, what are you doing with these two guys?
Why don't you come drink with me?
Thanks, but I'm trying to be good.
Oh yeah?
Well, you think that I'm bad?
Sweetie, I know that you're bad.
See, the problem is, that's what I like.
You taking that girl home or what?
She's playing hard to get?
You lose your magic, Drucker?
Give her an hour.
Trust me.
She'll be good to go.
Nothing happened.
They did their thing.
We did ours.
'Bout an hour later, they all left.
They all left. Together?
- You sure about that? - Oh, I'm pretty sure.
You still drive that big, black, pick-up truck?
You know, the one with the dualies?
Yeah. Yeah-yeah. I do... I do.
Transmission blew, though.
- It's in the shop. - Oh, that's too bad.
What shop was that?
It's that one on... on 12th.
It's Hyperion.
You know that one?
Oh, it's a good one.
Manny's good.
You tell him you're a cop,
you tell him that I sent ya.
He'll go nice and easy on ya.
Well, thanks, pal.
I'll do that.
Thanks for coming in.
I know you don't believe in coincidence.
You're right, I don't.
So, Nash winds up dead at the bar a few hours after
he's been seen with Dennis Fitz,
and you seriously think that's not related?
I think we need more evidence.
Well, what about the truck?
- You said the truck... - Look, everybody drives a truck like that here.
Trust me. I'm on it.
So, you get anything from your sister?
She says she doesn't remember.
She doesn't remember?
She's not lying.
Maybe I should talk to her.
- No way. - Why not?
Don't you think you're a little close to the situation?
Look, we're fine.
She's just resents me.
Why?
- Does it matter? - Hey. I am the king of resentment.
Hit me.
She just hates that I'm her little sister with
a life that's not all tangled up like hers.
What do you mean 'tangled up'?
She's just one of these people that
lives off of chaos. It energizes her.
It's like nothing is ever her fault.
I was better at school, better at sports, you know?
So, she's jealous?
More like, searching?
You know... always searching for something else.
Yeah, family's tough.
How's Hanson?
He's still in lock up.
Why?
Judge hasn't set bail yet.
I don't know, Sam. I'm at a loss.
I mean, this kid has been lying to us for weeks now.
About what?
Everything.
But how do I stay mad at him? It's not his fault.
He hears things.
You know?
Voices.
It's especially bad if he misses his meds for a couple of days.
Family's tough, man.
Well, we've been here before.
Unfortunately, it gets worse before it gets better.
Mitch.
We examined Nash's truck,
and there's your problem.
The ignition relays been disconnected from the fuse box.
Disconnected, how?
It looks like someone pulled it out.
But this guy was a mechanic, right?
He had a toolbox right there.
Yeah, it wouldn't take tools to fix that.
So, obviously, someone disabled it.
And then left him way out there, alone.
Keep chasing it.
What about the bruising and the tire marks?
And you think it's just a coincidence
that Dennis Fitz happens...
Even if you found the truck,
that doesn't prove that anybody killed the guy.
It's a homicide, Victoria.
So, if you wanna call it a murder, prove it.
And what happens if this happens again,
while we're covering our asses?
Then we'll know you were right.
What is it about you, Dallas?
Karma? Bad luck?
Or are you just trouble?
I didn't do nothin'.
I told you.
We're trying to help you here.
You get that, right?
Right now, we're the only ones willing to listen.
Oh, now you wanna be friends.
We just wanna find out why Nash died.
Wasn't his fault.
Nash didn't start anything.
What do you mean?
Start what?
The fight.
He was just trying to do the right thing.
Who was he fighting with?
Dallas, what happened?
You know, why don't you go talk to your sister?
She's the one getting all cozy with the cops.
What do you mean, cozy?
Come on, just give me one kiss.
- No - Just one.
Just one.
- Come on. - No, I should get back.
What are you talking...
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Don't be a tease.
Alright?
I'm just trying to be friendly here.
Okay?
So just come in here.
Come on.
- No, please don't. - Come on.
- Stop... Stop! - Come here.
She told you to stop.
Nash, it's okay.
You need to walk away now.
It's okay, Nash.
Let's just calm down.
What are you gonna do big man, huh?
Nothin'. Nothin'!
Go get Dallas!
Dallas.
You have to come help Nash.
What happened?
Just come on.
They were-they were right here.
Nash, what happened man?
Where are you?
Hey.
Like, I kicked that cop's ass, bro.
I need to go to my mom's house for a bit and lay low.
Is Casey alright?
Yeah, she's fine. What about you?
Don't worry about me, I'm... I'll call you tomorrow.
Nash, I didn't mean to get you in trouble.
I'm okay.
Happy birthday.
Yeah, sure, thanks.
Look at me.
Come on.
So... so, where is he?
He's still in holding.
Why?
The judge is setting bail as we speak.
He'll be out soon.
So, this guy's actually gonna press charges?
Looks like it.
- How is he? - He's shaky.
Hanson claims the guy came at him.
And what do you think?
I can't get a straight answer out of him.
Was he making any sense?
Maybe in his own mind.
He claims that he's taking his meds,
but there's no way.
Right.
I heard back from his landlord.
He hasn't been living there all month.
So, where's he staying?
Who knows?
Thought we were passed all this.
I'll get the room ready, okay?
Mm.
Oh!
I don't have time for whatever this is.
Well, you better make time, Chief.
Why haven't you arrested anyone yet?
You should stay out of this, Phil.
Everyone knows, if it wasn't for those cops,
Nash would still be alive.
Actually, no one knows anything for sure yet.
Well, if you're not gonna do something,
we're gonna do it for ya.
Daniel, come on.
The cops can't keep pulling this shit.
Look, if you wanna take down a Metro cop,
I'm not gonna be able to help you.
We're not asking you.
We're telling you.
Don't make things worse.
Sam, they're killing us out here.
Now it's right in our face.
How could it possibly get any worse?
Hmm?
Sam, come on!
Maybe he's right.
Are you serious? You're on their side.
It's not about sides.
But if the police can't help,
what does that tell the community?
I just can't believe Daniel's in on this.
Threatening me, and Metro.
Just look at the big picture.
Big picture?
What is that supposed to look like?
There's gonna be a community meeting
about this issue on the reserve today.
A meeting?
About my case?
Yeah.
And I think you should come.
Who organized this meeting?
I'm not exactly sure,
but after what happened to Nash,
some people have reached a tipping point.
Yeah, well, I don't blame them.
So, come.
It's not gonna change anything.
Well, something needs to change.
And if our Tribal Police can't get it done, then...
Then what?
These people wanna hear your voice, Sam.
They wanna believe that they have a leader
and that the Tribal Police doesn't belong to Metro.
I say we let them know this ends now.
They took away our tribal police, and now they
won't even step up to defend us.
We can't pretend this started with Tribal.
The corruption in the police, and this government
has gone unchecked from the beginning.
The Metro cop that murdered Justine Trueblood
is still out there, walkin' on the streets.
And you know they're probably behind that tomb
at the water treatment plant.
She's right.
And now, it's Nash Sarcee.
A good man.
He's dead.
'Cause his crime was being an Indian.
Those Metro cops,
who drove him out to the middle of nowhere,
dropped him off at the side of the road,
left him to die.
The Starlight Tours are back.
Yeah!
You've got that right.
They've been doing it for years.
Well, I say we don't take it anymore.
We've tried to talk.
We've had protests.
They don't listen.
Well, we make them listen.
Can I say something?
Oh, yeah.
Hey. Let her speak.
I know you're angry and frustrated.
Damn right, we are.
And you should be.
So am I.
Nash Sarcee didn't deserve this.
But the truth is, we don't know what happened to him.
That's a flat out lie!
We all know what happened.
Hey.
You're all complaining about
how the police dealt with Nash,
thinking you all know what happened.
And yet, you're all guilty of practically
banishing him from his own community.
Instead of offering him the chance to recover from
a terrible addiction.
It was easier to just... get rid of him.
So, who's fault is it?
We need to start looking at how we dealt with Nash.
The solution is to look for answers instead of
just getting rid of them.
Sit down, Casey.
You think you know this rez?
But you and your sister don't even have
connections around here anymore.
You see, this is exactly the attitude
she's talking about!
Listen, I know this looks bad.
And I think we can all agree, this is something
that never should've happened.
There's no easy answer.
And arguing is exactly what they want.
Daniel's right.
I see it every day.
Politicians and leaders love it when we argue
amongst ourselves.
It makes it easier to point and say
they can't even get along with each other.
Thanks for the uninspiring speech, counselor.
Now it's time to take action.
This has gotta stop.
And we're not gonna take this anymore.
Violence is not the answer.
What do you propose, Chief?
Trust me.
Things are changing.
I see it everyday.
Daniel.
This is how it's gonna go for us?
I'll take care of it, alright?
Every day, every week, every month?
Look, just chill out.
Yeah, I'm gonna chill out.
We think you should leave now.
I'm trying to help!
Sam.
It's better if you don't hear what we're gonna say.
I... uh.
You should probably roll, too, hermano.
Well?
Thanks for your support in there.
They do have a point.
So, you think violence is the answer?
I'm not sure violence is their objective.
Something needs to be done, and they're gonna do it
with or without you.
What are you doing?
Hey...
Hey, what's wrong?
I just couldn't stay there
with how you were talking about Nash
and knowing I was there.
It was my fault.
What's your fault?
I didn't remember before.
I swear.
But I keep getting these flashes.
What do you mean?
I'm just so tired of you judging me.
Nobody's judging you.
Just tell me what you remember.
The only reason Nash took off on his own
was because he got into a fight protecting me.
I knew he drove himself out to the reserve.
I know it was an accident and I didn't say anything.
If it wasn't for me, Nash would still be alive.
Did you make him drive out there?
No.
Okay.
Then you don't know.
Look...
Someone disabled his truck, out there on the rez.
And at some point, Nash stopped,
and someone made it so that his truck wouldn't start back up.
Who?
We're not sure yet.
Look at me.
Nash did not die because of anything you did.
How can you be sure?
Hey.
Hey! What!
What happened to you?
Nothing.
Alright?
It was a misunderstanding.
Well...
No shit.
Just leave it.
Come on.
Where do you think you're going?
Hey, I don't want any trouble.
Hey, just leave him, it doesn't matter.
It doesn't matter?
Hey... it doesn't matter?
Hey, Chief.
Assaulting an officer's a serious offence.
I was just tryin' to go home.
I can't let you... I can't let you drive buddy.
'Cause it looks like you're drunk.
I've only had a couple drinks.
What do you wanna do, call it in?
And spend the rest of my night
writing out a statement slash report on some drunken squaw.
Hell no.
Okay, then let's go.
Nah, I got a better idea.
Here, help me out.
Let's go.
I was just tryin' to go home.
Give me those keys.
What are we gonna do?
Well, the guy wants to go home, right?
So, let's take him home.
Here, get the gate.
You know where he lives?
He's an Indian, ain't he?
Indian's live on the reserve.
Let's get him in the back.
Get in there.
Alright, go get your truck.
Follow me.
What'd you do to his truck?
I just made sure he's not gonna hurt anybody.
That's all.
Okay, relax.
He's fine.
Look at him.
We shouldn't leave him here.
If he's gonna fight cops,
he's getting what's coming to him.
Besides, he's just gonna sleep it off.
We're practically doing the guy a favor.
Oh, come on.
Let's go.
Let's go!
Drive the car.
Drive!
No!
Hey!
Ugh!
Come on.
Ugh!
Hey!