- Previously on "Dark Winds"...
[loud explosion]
- But that timer spring.
That man was dying of cancer.
Who'd want to blow him up? - Who and why?
How can I help you, Mrs. Vines?
- We had a burglary here, someone who stole a box.
I'll pay you to get it and bring it back.
[sheep bleats]
You ever heard of the People of Darkness?
- A little out of your jurisdiction,
aren't you, Lieutenant?
- You heard about the truck bomb.
The victim's Navajo.
This belonged to my son.
He wore it on the day he died.
[gunshots] - Ahh!
- There's monsters everywhere.
[gunshot]
[ominous music]
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- [groaning]
[groaning]
[coughing]
♪
- Here.
You're dehydrated.
- [groans]
- Just--just go get help.
- You'll bleed out before I get back.
- That'll happen anyway.
- Yeah.
Maybe.
Hey, stay with me.
Come on. Stay with me.
♪
- Joe?
[horn honking]
Joe!
[tires screeching]
[moody guitar music]
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- [singing in Diné]
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[pensive guitar music]
♪
- Hey, Bern.
- [speaking Diné]
- I got your mail.
Here you go. - Thanks.
- See you, Bern. - Yeah.
♪
[giggling] [thumping on roof]
- Uh, what's Bigman doing on the roof?
- Trying to fix the TV antenna. Moon landing's tomorrow.
[speaking Diné], right?
[sheep bleating]
- Hey, did he get it working yet?
You know, my dad was a lineman for NTOA,
so I know about that kind of stuff.
- I think we're good.
- Come on, man, I gotta see the moon landing.
It's important.
They're gonna drive their little space car around.
- Bernie, Leaphorn for you.
- It'll be there in three days. You'll have plenty of time.
Hi. Where are you?
- Chee and I got into a mess.
He's been shot. We're at the hospital.
[soft apprehensive music]
- How bad?
- Well, it went through his shoulder.
Doctors have him stabilized, but he's gonna
have to stay here a few days.
I need you to come and take a statement when he's up.
- Well, aren't you there now?
- Yeah, but, uh, I have to run somethin' down.
I'm pretty sure the man who shot Chee was the same one
who blew up Emerson Charley's truck.
Emerson's son Tomas has something to do with it,
and I need to find him.
- Well, I'll check if anyone's seen him around.
- Chee got a good look at the shooter.
When he can think straight,
I wanna know what else he knows.
- All right.
I'll be there soon. - All right.
- Hey.
I'm glad you're both okay.
- Yeah.
♪
[ominous music]
♪
[baby crying]
- Where were you?
I was worried.
- I'm okay.
- Joe. [sighs]
Can you set the table?
- Emma, I said I'm fine.
- You don't look fine.
The medicine man is coming to the house today at 5:00.
- I can't today.
Just tell him to come on Monday, okay?
[somber music]
♪
- [speaking Diné] Bernie. - [speaking Diné]
- What you need?
- Uh, just a pouch.
- Okay, pouch. You got it.
There you go. No, no, no, no, here.
Take that.
- Is this all for the moon landing?
- Everyone's coming over.
I'll save you a seat.
You better take this too.
There you go.
Who's it for?
- A friend's in the hospital.
- Well, I hope your friend feels better soon.
- Have a good one.
- Lieutenant Leaphorn, it's good to see you again.
I apologize for the state of things here.
I just got back in last night and I'm trying to catch up.
I'm sorry. Please, what can I do for you?
- This was in your lockbox.
I'd like to know why.
- No idea, I-- what is this?
- This is my son's.
He was wearing it the day he died.
- Yeah. Um.
The Drumco explosion.
I remember.
I'm-I'm truly sorry for your loss, Lieutenant.
But there's-there's no reason for me
to have possession of something like this.
And there's certainly no reason
I would keep it if I came across it.
Y-you say you found it in my lockbox?
- We got a tip on the location.
The buckle was nearby.
- But not actually in the box?
- We haven't recovered the box yet.
- So you assumed I'm capable of something this ghoulish.
- My son died on what's now your property.
- Three years before I purchased the land.
That's a lot of time for folks to pick through the site.
Explain something to me, Lieutenant.
The burglary we had here, how is it your business?
- Your wife hired a private investigator.
He came to me.
- I wasn't even in town when this break-in happened.
Rosemary had to tell me.
She has some conspiracy theory, uh,
about this crazy Indian church.
I was a good friend of Dillon, their chief.
Even knew his family a bit.
But, uh, I-I can't imagine anything
in my lockbox that would mean a damn thing to them.
- Did you hear what happened to his brother?
- Oh yeah, cancer.
Horrible. - No.
He was murdered day before yesterday.
Somebody blew up his truck.
[tense music]
- Lieutenant, I-I am sorry that you've been dragged
into this mess, and I'm even sorrier
that it's brought up painful memories.
But...
Wherever this came from,
it's got nothing to do with me.
- Thanks for your time.
♪
[cheery music]
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- Everything was in the box according to Vines.
What do you have to do to get a Silver Star?
- Way you talk sometimes, I thought you had one.
- Topped out at bronze.
This the whole list?
- Why? Is something missing?
This your boy's?
- Yeah. I found it up there.
Chee got a tip that that's where the box would be.
There's a buncha other stuff up there too.
Guy who shot at us was trying to burn it.
- Mm.
You got yourself involved in some Navajo witchy witch here.
There's a lotta talk about that back when Drumco went up.
- I remember.
- This, uh, People of Darkness business,
you gotta keep that shit on the rez, Lieutenant.
Makes white folks uneasy.
- What doesn't?
- You know who you should talk to?
Your old man.
Those peyote freaks used to twist his panties, boy.
Turned him cranky.
Wasn't always cranky.
- [scoffs] Hell he wasn't.
The People of Darkness doesn't explain the blond man.
- Well, what does the Charley kid say about it?
- I don't know.
He's in the wind.
I got a feeling he's what connects the dots
between the truck, the blond man,
and the People of Darkness.
- You got any leads?
- No.
Guess I gotta talk to the old man.
Can I keep this?
- Sure. - Thank you.
- Tell Pops I said... [speaking Diné].
- [speaking Diné] Okay.
[knock at door]
[door clicks open]
- Leaphorn sent me to take your statement.
Said that you got a look at the shooter,
that you'd seen him earlier at the rug market.
- Yeah.
Some white dude.
Blond. Real blond.
Pasty. Tall. Six-feet-plus.
- So how'd he get away?
- Truck.
He had a pickup.
- Make, model?
- Ford, two-tone, green and white, F-100.
- Don't suppose you got a plate?
- Seriously? This is what we're doing?
No "how are you, good to see you"?
[coughing]
Listen, I owe you an apology.
- For what?
- I put you in a bad spot at the cave with Whitover.
I...
Under the circumstances,
I don't know how we could have played it any different.
I'm sorry, Bernadette.
- Did you have protection with you?
- No.
I don't carry anymore.
- I mean your... [speaking Diné].
That first day I told you.
- I didn't, no.
No.
- Well...
if you'd been carrying this, you might not be here.
- And if I wasn't here, you wouldn't be.
[soft apprehensive music]
♪
- [speaking Diné]
[television playing indistinctly]
[both speaking Diné]
- [speaking Diné] I'm gonna give this to Dad.
[speaking Diné]
- You here for dinner?
- [speaking Diné]
I got a couple questions.
Police business.
- I still gotta solve your cases for you, huh?
- People of Darkness came up.
Thought you might know where I can find them.
- Tribal Police dropped the ball
on those peyote freaks when I left.
They were called [speaking Diné].
They disobeyed the law, held their meetings in secret,
taking in [speaking Diné], looking for a vision quest.
That's not what our people are about.
They weren't like the Native American church.
They were real criminals.
- You remember who was involved?
Anybody I could talk to?
- I remember a lot of things.
I remember dragging your hide back to school too many times.
I remember telling you, "Make somethin' of yourself,"
and here you are, same place you were born.
Worst decision you ever made
was letting that woman drag you back here.
- She's my wife.
Her name is Emma.
And I'm doing the same job you did, Pops.
- Yeah?
That's the problem.
Go talk to your friend's mother,
Margaret what's-her-name.
She knows all about the People of Darkness.
[door slams]
- [speaking Diné]
[soft pensive music]
♪
Jesus, you look like hell warmed over.
- Mm, getting shot'll do that to you.
- Yeah. Thought you might be hungry.
- Thanks.
What, no Jell-O?
You find Tomas?
- Nope.
- Any leads on the blond guy?
- Not yet.
- You haven't gotten any more talkative
since I saw you last.
- What exactly did Mrs. Vines tell you about the burglary?
- She said that Tomas Charley took the box
and they saw him do it.
- Did she specifically mention People of Darkness?
- She believes they're behind the whole thing.
- Margaret Cigaret told me that the People of Darkness
might have reshaped themselves.
Might still be in play.
- Tomas Charley told me BJ Vines is People of Darkness.
Said that he's a witch and that he witched his father.
He blames him for the cancer.
- Where'd he get that idea, I wonder?
- Rosemary Vines' theory was that Dillon Charley
gave her husband something.
Emerson wanted it back.
When Vines wouldn't give it to him, they argued over it.
- So Emerson sent his son to get it.
Question is,
what does it have to do with the People of Darkness?
- Are you gonna finish those?
- No, actually.
You can have 'em.
Bern and I are gonna go back up to the malpais tomorrow.
Maybe there's somethin' up there we missed.
I'll see you later.
- See you.
[baby crying]
- I don't know what to do. He's been crying all day.
Please don't be mad. Please don't kick us out.
I just-- I don't know what to do.
I'm not good at this.
- Here. Let me see.
Shh.
Yeah. It's okay.
Yeah. Yeah.
Shh.
[soft heartfelt music]
He's just cuttin' his teeth.
It hurts and he can't make the pain go away.
I'll make some [speaking Diné].
♪
[water running]
When the [speaking Diné] cools, just dip your finger in it
and let him suck on it, okay?
It's what Emma and I used to do.
♪
- [speaking Diné]
- Emma Leaphorn?
- Yes. How can I help you?
- Mary Landon with the "LA Times."
I'm reporting on a story, and a few women I've talked to
said that you might be able to help.
- Help? How?
- I'm writing about the effect
of the Family Planning Services Act on Indian women.
I can protect your identity
if that is what you are concerned about.
Can we schedule another time to talk?
- I don't think I can help you.
I'm sorry.
- Please.
I know what you are doing to help
these young Navajo mothers.
The world needs to know what is going on here,
what you are doing to help.
I wanna help get the word out.
- Get the word out?
It's not about me or you.
You wanna take these women's stories?
For what?
So you could write something about us poor Indians
on the rez?
These are our lives you are playing with, our stories.
You have no idea what it's like to wake up every day
knowing everything you couldn't do,
everyone you couldn't save, not even your own--
- What?
What were you going to say?
- Excuse me.
- Hey. - Hey.
- [sighs]
- Mm.
- Carburetor? - [groans]
There's something wrong with the throttle cable.
- It's easier to check if you take it out.
- Yeah, I tried. The screw is stripped.
[sighs]
Thank you.
- [chuckles]
- You're about eight hours early for the malpais.
- There's, uh, something I wanna talk to you about.
- Yeah?
Border Patrol?
- It's just an interview.
- Why are you interviewing for the Border Patrol?
- Well, there's a law passing through Congress,
and next year, they have to hire Native officers.
- We have a border here, Bernie.
- Well, I passed the lieutenant's exam.
I'm ready to move up.
There's nowhere to go.
- Well, you'll get my post.
All right? Shit, I can't do this forever.
- I appreciate everything you've done for me, Joe.
I do.
And I'm gonna miss it here.
But how many women have made lieutenant?
- Well, how many women have they got
down at the Border Patrol?
You really think you're gonna be better off down there?
- I don't know, but this isn't--
- What?
- I have to find my own way.
- Why do you have to go down there to find your own way?
Why can't you just find it here?
- Man.
- Ber--hey, Bern, wait a second.
Hang on.
Bern, come on.
[sighs]
I'm sorry if that came out wrong.
Let me know if you need a reference.
I'll...
see if I can find someone to write one for you.
[both laugh]
- I'll be back in the morning. - All right.
[ominous music]
♪
- This look like Navajo witchcraft to you?
- It doesn't feel Navajo.
Feels like someone trying to be Navajo.
Drumco.
- Bag it.
Bern.
[ominous music]
♪
- Ugh. Is that Tomas?
- That's my guess.
[flies buzzing]
♪
Hey.
We need to find his boy.
[speaking Diné] Benny.
- [speaking Diné]
- Ooh.
What do you got there?
- I think my dad left it for me.
- Well, here, let me help you with that.
♪
Ooh.
Careful now. It's heavy.
There you go.
- Is it your birthday?
- Sometimes he just gets me things.
Not usually girl toys, though.
- Girl toys?
- Uh, hey, Benny, can I see it just for a sec?
♪
Bern.
Get him in the car now.
- Hey, Benny, let's take a ride.
- The lieutenant will get it as soon as he can.
- Bern.
Get Henry.
Send him here now.
[engine turns over]
♪
- Sally.
[baby cries]
Do you know how Father Sky and Mother Earth
were brought together with the lightning bolt?
Sit.
[baby fussing]
The first [speaking Diné]
was created for [speaking Diné].
She was crying,
and [speaking Diné] and [speaking Diné]
wrapped her in clouds and cliff rose bark.
They put a rainbow high up to protect her head
and another rainbow below for her tiny feet.
Then they held her between [speaking Diné]
and [speaking Diné] with a lightning bolt.
- It's a nice story.
- We have to make sure our babies hear them
so they don't forget.
♪
[line trills]
- Scarborough Community Hospital.
How may I direct your call?
- This is Special Agent Ralston
with the Flagstaff Field Office.
Uh, the FBI is investigating the shootings
out of the malpais yesterday.
I was hoping to interview the victim.
- Oh, of course.
Should I have someone tell him when to expect you?
- No, all I need is his room number.
[goat bleats]
- You're just gonna stand there?
- Doll's loaded with Semtex.
It's hooked to the pull string.
- What kinda sick freak would do somethin' like that?
- Can you diffuse it?
[ominous music]
- Pliers.
Needle nose, dum-dum.
- You didn't say needle nose.
- I'm saying it now.
You need to pull that metal bit out.
- Why do I have to pull it?
- My hands shake.
You need to ground yourself first.
You spark that, and we're both toast.
♪
Easy.
- I'm being easy.
- There. - Jesus.
- Safe.
- What I do with it?
- A good cop would take it as evidence.
You do what you want.
Is that it?
Come on.
I'll give you a ride to the station.
Gotta get home in time for the moon thing.
[pensive guitar music]
♪
- [speaking Diné]
- Cool your jets, man.
- Astronauts Scott and Irwin will take a drive on the moon.
Can you make out what we're seeing there, Wally?
- That looks like the ladder he'll come down.
- I think we're seeing the insulation,
the orange insulation and gold insulation
across the equipment bay.
I think we're sitting here waiting
for what Dave's immortal quote is going to be.
- Bet you it's gonna be something about exploration.
White guys love exploring.
- What's the wager?
- Two cups of Jell-O
and a shot from that tequila bottle in your desk.
- You're bad.
- And there he is.
Hey, look at that.
A perfect picture.
- Okay, Houston.
As I stand out here in the wonders
of the unknown at Hadley, I sort of realize
there's a fundamental truth to our nature.
Man must explore.
- Hey. - Hi.
You take care of it?
- Yeah.
Hey, Benny.
We're gonna keep your doll for a little while.
Is that all right?
- What are we gonna do with him?
- I just made some calls. Somebody will come pick him up.
- I realized what this is.
Arizona state seal.
This is paperwork Drumco had to file with the state.
- Yeah, first thing tomorrow, head over there
and see what you can make of it.
♪
You know the astronauts used to train around here?
A couple of years ago, an elder found them out in the desert.
They told him that they were goin' to the moon.
The elder asked them if they could take
a very important message
from our people to the moon spirits.
The astronauts said okay.
So the elder, he repeated the message in Diné
so they could say it perfectly.
- What was the message?
- [speaking Diné]
- Why doesn't she just call my dad?
- She can't.
♪
- [speaking Diné]
- And nice.
Coming out very clean.
- There's a car on the moon.
[all cheering]
[all groaning]
- [speaking Diné]
- For you to come back again to the homes of men
on the cool green hills of Earth.
- Thank you, Joe, we're ready to...
- Here you go, Benny.
- Last week I saw the astronaut.
He was near our house.
- Yeah?
- He looked like that but with lighter hair.
I told my grandpa,
and he said to stay away from him,
that he was bad.
- Why'd your grandpa say he was bad?
- Because he blew up that well.
- What well?
- I don't know.
[ominous music]
♪
[horn honking]
- Yeah.
[crowd chattering]
Joe?
What's wrong?
It's okay. Just breathe.
What the hell's going on?
- It's the blond man.
- What?
- I think he murdered my son.
[elevator bell dings]
♪
-Excuse me. -Yes, may I help you?
Have you seen an Indian?
Jessica: Chee?
He's here.
♪
Joe: He's at the hospital.[Alarm blares]
He's coming for Chee.
Let's bag this son of a bitch!
♪
-[Screaming] -There has been a spike
in women being involuntarily sterilized.
Chee? Chee, where are you?
Thing about rabid animals, they're unpredictable.
[Grunting]
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