♪ ♪
[birds squawk]
Man: Um, all right.
- Woman: And I'll roll sound. - Man: Sound.
Beth "Morning Deer" Regan: I'm waitin' for you, kid.
- Man 2: All right. - Morning Deer: Ready?
- Man: Green Veil interviews-- - [clapboard snaps]
Man 2: Can you go lower?
Little lower, second set.
Yeah, Green Veil interviews--
Man 2: You're going like this, so we can see it.
- Man:--take one. - Man 2: Go ahead.
- Woman: Second sticks. - Man 2: Thank you.
♪ ♪
[Morning Deer speaking Mohegan dialect]
I'm called Morning Deer.
The memories you don't remember are really odd, for me.
They're hard, they're difficult,
they're fun.
They're complex.
They're--sometimes I wonder, "Is that a real memory?
Or is that a photograph that my mom was telling me about?"
♪ ♪
This--it's emotional.
When I look back as an adult, when I look back as we reflect,
as we grow, I see that abandonment,
that she had this sense, perhaps, of abandonment.
And that shame, that comes with it.
And--and I don't wanna speak for my mother,
because it's probably just not fair.
I'm just speaking from my interpretation of my mother.
I--I feel like I'm this person that's torn,
but not necessarily badly,
because human--we are these people
that have--are pulled in directions,
that's who we are, as human beings.
I've sort of resented her sometimes,
because I wanted her to be stronger.
♪ ♪
Morning Deer: You know what I really learned as I look back,
and as I grew, and as I talked about it?
Is my mother did the absolute best she could.
As she got older, is what she was most proud of.
Who we were.
♪ ♪
And--and she always said, "I guess I did something right."
♪ ♪
♪ [theme] ♪
♪ ♪
[tires squealing]
[motor chugs]
♪ ♪
- [engine idles] - ♪ ♪
♪ ♪
I knew you'd come back.
[gunshot]
Joe: Stay back!
- Stay back! - [gunshot]
Glennie: Mabel!
- Mabel! - Joe: That's right!
That's right, close the door!
- [yelling and commotion] - [laughs]
- Ah ha. - Glennie: Gibby!
♪ ♪
- Wait, Dad, don't-- - Shh, shh, shh, shh.
♪ ♪
Mabel: Gordo, stop!
Stop it!
- Get-- - Stop it!
Mabel, get back in the car!
Gordon, stand down.
- That's an order! - Shh, shh, shh, shh.
Joe, this is my mission.
Stay out of it!
♪ ♪
Stand back.
Stand back!
What happened, what happ--I thought you were
the reasonable one, huh?
Yeah, well maybe I'm not.
You don't just take a man's child.
She's my daughter!
Here's what I would do if I were you:
I would put that gun down, and return the girl
back to her rightful owners.
Otherwise, you're not gonna make it out of here alive.
No!
Oh shit.
You want the deed?
Here.
Deed is yours, the land is yours.
Take it.
♪ ♪
Take it!
- ♪ ♪ - [crickets chirp]
♪ ♪
I wanted that.
I wanted that in the worst kind of way.
But that was yesterday.
Today, I want you to walk that girl
back to her parents, and I'm gonna count to three.
What's your angle here, Gordo?
Lay low, Joe.
Sound familiar?
- One. - Listen to me, brother.
I'm not your brother!
- Two! - Isabelle: Dad!
- Gordo! - Isabella: No!
And three!
Mabel: Put the gun down, Gordo.
♪ ♪
Oh Mabel.
Don't.
♪ ♪
[gunshot]
Just take it easy.
Glennie: Come on.
Joe: Okay, just take it easy, Gordo.
[crickets chirp]
They're not gonna get far.
Take a step back, ma'am.
Joe: Deep breaths, 'kay?
Deep breaths.
And then what do you think is gonna happen to you, Mabel?
Huh, what do you think?
You're being hysterical, Gordon.
You made a mistake marrying me.
But you only have yourself to blame.
I wonder what the neighbors are gonna think
when they see you like this.
I don't care.
[grunting]
- [grunting] - ♪ ♪
Come on!
[Gordon gasping, groaning]
♪ ♪
Open the trunk, open the trunk!
Oof!
♪ ♪
- [crickets chirp] - [dog barks]
♪ ♪
[heavy breathing]
♪ ♪
Appreciate your help here, miss.
Apologies for the, um, inconvenience.
Where are you taking him?
Rogue agents are dealt with appropriately.
It's nothing to worry about.
I just--I want to know if maybe there's a chance
he'll come back.
Joe: No.
No, Miss Rogers.
♪ ♪
Let's go.
[engine rumbles]
- ♪ ♪ - [dog barks]
- [crickets chirp] - ♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[exasperated breaths]
[crickets chirp]
[exasperated breaths]
- [crickets chirp] - ♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[bell rings]
♪ ♪
Welcome to the UFO Diner.
Do you know what you're havin'?
No, not yet, I'm just looking.
It's cold out there, isn't it?
A bit.
Waitress: Say, where are you comin' from?
Nowhere.
Let me get you some coffee.
♪ ♪
[coffee pouring]
Excuse me.
What are these?
Oh well, it ain't called the UFO Diner for nothin'.
You really believe in all that stuff?
Well, where did all those folks go,
if it wasn't out to space?
I wonder.
♪ ♪
Waitress: Hey!
Missy, that's not yours!
♪ ♪
Wait a minute.
That's you.
- ♪ ♪ - Waitress: That's you!
Randy!
You gotta get out here!
Okay, stay right there, miss.
I need to call the hotline!
Yeah, well, there's a girl here,
and she, well--her face is in the paper
sayin' that she was abducted by aliens,
but she is right here.
Yes, the UFO Diner.
That's right, at the UFO Diner!
[laughs] Who woulda thunk it?
They're sendin' a whole investigations team,
and everything!
They say you need to stay--
[footsteps retreating]
- [bell rings] - Waitress:--put.
♪ ♪
- [bottle clink] - ♪ ♪
President [on phone]: On behalf of the entire administration,
I'd like to congratulate your team
on complete eradication.
You boys, you make your president proud.
♪ ♪
Gentlemen.
To the greatest country in the world!
[cheering, laughing]
♪ O beautiful for spacious skies ♪
Joe.
Where did you get this stuff?
This is, like, the greatest whiskey
I've ever had in my life.
It's, um... local.
♪ For purple mountain majesties
♪ Above the fruited plain
♪ America, America
♪ God shed his grace on thee ♪
♪ ♪
♪ And crowned they good, with brotherhood
♪ From sea to shining sea ♪
- [plane engine humming] - [brakes squeak]
[plane passes overhead]
This is all still exceptional, Mabeline,
but we can't hire you, you know that.
- You said to check in. - In a while.
Well, it's been a while.
It's been two weeks.
Sir, with all due respect,
my flight record rivals that of your most seasoned pilots.
And if you look right there
on the bottom left of the first page,
I've had it verified by an Air Force official.
And well, they--they don't do that for just anybody.
Your record was never in question.
Well, I'm happy to hear that.
♪ ♪
The world's changing, Mr. Abernathy.
Wouldn't you like to be the first commercial airliner
to welcome that change?
I mean, imagine the press.
Imagine those headlines.
[inhales]
♪ ♪
Get out.
- Who are you? - Get out.
♪ ♪
What is this?
Hell if I know.
But they give me five bucks to drop your ass
at the border.
♪ ♪
Gordon: I'm a federal agent.
I'll have you arrested, you can't--
Woman: Gordito!
♪ ♪
Woman: Mi Gordito.
[speaking Spanish]
♪ ♪
[woman speaks Spanish]
♪ ♪
[speaking Spanish]
♪ ♪
[speaking Spanish]
♪ ♪
[gate rattling]
♪ ♪
- [fence rattling] - [Gordon pants]
♪ ♪
- [wind whistles] - ♪ ♪
♪ ♪
Waitress: The first female commercial airline pilot!
Well, I'll be!
Mabel: If you think that's something,
you should've seen me in the war.
Waitress: The war?
Mabel: I was a pilot.
Waitress: Like a fighter pilot?
- Mabel: Well-- - Waitress: Jimmy!
We got a real war hero sitting here at our bar!
♪ ♪
Abigail: The first female commercial airline pilot.
I'll be.
♪ ♪
I'm fine.
- Thanks for asking. - Good.
You--you look well.
♪ ♪
Mabel: I don't think I was ever really meant
to be a mother, Abigail.
And I don't know if you can understand that.
I'm sorry.
The world's changing, Mabel.
Women don't need to be mothers if they don't wanna be.
♪ ♪
[sighs]
♪ ♪
Filmmaker: What does being Indian mean to you?
[sighs]
There's a sense of--of...
Love.
I--I'll probably have to start this again,
it's--it's hard to articulate.
I keep using the word, "pride,"
I can't get away from that.
I have such admiration and pride,
I--we gotta start this over.
I have to think of it.
It's--it's hard for me to articulate.
♪ ♪
Morning Deer: I think about our--just the trail of life.
♪ ♪
This is my--this is my journey,
this is our journey, my family's journey.
That trail, those ups and downs, those dots,
those people along the way.
And it's never ending, and it's not gonna end,
and this is--I think it's a unique story,
but I--it's not, is it?
It really isn't.
♪ ♪
Morning Deer: About identity, about who we are.
♪ ♪
And it's good enough,
and it's--and that's what I feel.
I--I'm good enough.
But never complete.
[birds chirp]
♪ ♪
- Bob: Hi, Mabel! - Oh hey, Bob!
Still watering, I see.
♪ Lying awake intent at tuning in on you
♪ If I was young it didn't stop you coming through
♪ Oh-a-oh
♪ They took the credit for your second symphony
♪ Rewritten by machine on new technology
♪ And now I understand the problems you can see
♪ Oh-a-oh
♪ I met your children
♪ Oh-a-oh
♪ What did you tell them?
♪ Video killed the radio star
♪ Pictures came and broke your heart
♪ Oh-a-a-a-oh
♪ And now we meet in an abandoned studio
♪ We hear the playback and it seems so long ago
♪ And you remember the jingles used to go
♪ Oh-a-oh
♪ You were the first one
♪ Oh-a-oh
♪ You were the last one
♪ Video killed the radio star
♪ In my mind and in my car
♪ We can't rewind we've gone too far
♪ Oh-a-a-a-oh
♪ ♪
♪ Video killed the radio star
♪ In my mind and in my car
♪ We can't rewind we've gone too far
♪ Pictures came and broke your heart
♪ Put the blame on VCR
♪ You are a radio star
♪ You are a radio star ♪