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Previously on "Dark Winds"...

I am tired of chasing this guy.

It's a funny thing...
The hunter and his prey.

Now!

The man who murdered my son.

Joe!

- Where's Leaphorn?
- Out there.

Joe won't rest until
the blond man's in jail.

Let me go with you.

Get up.

I got him, Bern.

We're no different.

Dad, turn it down.

Dad.

Mom?

Janey?

Janey?

Janey?

Mom?

My baby boy.

What did you do?

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry,
sweetie. I'm sorry.

Scarborough County warrant.

You open up them bars,

I will have him out of your
hair and off to the chair.

Where's the old-timer?

The eclipse...
Stayed home today.

Well, someone should tell
him it's just the moon.

Sun spirit ain't gonna
steal his eyeballs.

Give it a rest, huh?

I want to interrogate him,
but we need some more time.

Ah, Joe, he's looking at
three counts of murder one.

Then the Feds take their turn

for the Charley boy
he got on the Malpaís.

You add in all the attempteds
for you and Chee and the kid,

and blondie's
barbecue by Christmas.

It's over.

Why'd he do it?

Sweet Mary and
Julius, who cares why?

Monsters don't need reasons.

We got enough evidence to
bury him in the Grand Canyon.

He killed one of my boys.
I want him put down.

Benny Charley
told me he overheard

his dad and his grandpa

talking about a blond man
blowing up Drumco oil well.

Then a blond man shows up here,
he starts picking off Charleys.

Do you think that's
a coincidence?

I think it's a
six-year-old talking.

Let me search the trailer,

get some time with him
before you take him.

- Oh, man.
- If I can get at him,

you'll have six more
bodies to hang on him.

I don't need any more bodies
to put him in front of a judge.

You take him now, we'll never
find out who he's working for,

and I can't live
with that... can you?

Look, Joe, I know
where you're coming from,

but it ain't protocol, what
you're asking, you know?

So you're just
gonna take him now

after all I went
through to get him here?

Come on.

Oh, hell...

I could give you six hours.
Give me until tomorrow.

I got to come back
and get him tonight.

That's the best I can do.
Thank you.

Reno!

John, we're leaving.

What's going on?

Find me something in there

that links to the
Drumco explosion.

Now!

What?

I got him, Emma.

That's good.

I think someone
else is involved,

maybe somebody at Drumco.

I'm gonna find out who.

We can finally put
all this behind us.

When Sally moved in...

I was so excited.

The smell of a new baby...

little hands and feet...

Holding him while he slept.

There's been such a
hole the past few years.

I thought maybe...

I wasn't thinking about Sally.

I wasn't even thinking
about the baby.

I was thinking about myself...

Trying to fill that hole

my grief was digging every day.

I was convinced

that this is what I needed
to put this all behind us.

But there is no behind, Joe.

There's only through.

There's only grief.

And we're going through it...

together,

not in the same
way, but together.

I have to find out
who's behind this, Emma.

I have to.

I know. You do.

Jesus.

Hey, you
want to enjoy that inside?

I'm working.
Get out of here.

What, you
mean, like, surveillance?

Mrs. Vines?

She's got six rugs
laid out in there.

Still trying to decide.

Yep, it'll be a minute.

Don't tell her
I'm out here, okay?

If you say so.

Hey, you hear?

They got your man.

- What man?
- The blond man.

He's sitting in
Leaphorn's jail right now.

The eclipse
is starting at 1:23,

with all clear by 2:37.

Remember, stay inside.

No eating, no drinking.

This is not the time
for watching TV,

reading, or working.

Sit still. Stay reverent.

You going home, Nat?

I'll stay as long as I can.

You better get going.
You're gonna be late.

See ya.

What's this?

None of your business.

I saw a position
in Border Patrol.

Something you want to tell me?

What can I do
for you, Mr. Chee?

Did you get a new job?

Hey, what are you doing here?

I wanted to take a look at him.

Want to stay and help?

We could use the hand.

Nah, I should get back.
I'm working surveillance.

All right.

What's going on?

Nothing.

I'll get him into the box.

What's your name?

What's it matter?

I like to know
who I'm talking to.

You're a dead man.
You know that, right?

This isn't a charge
you're gonna slip out of.

Alfred Newman.

My name.

Try again.

Trent Ralston.

Yeah, we could sit
here and play games,

or you can tell me something
that's gonna help you.

No one can help a dead man,

not even me.

Coming down to the
rez and killing Indians

wasn't your idea, was it?

Who else's would it be?

That's what I want to know...

who you work for,

who got you into this
mess in the first place,

who told you to blow
up that oil well.

What oil well?

You're gonna be executed.

Feds, the sheriff...

They got more than they
need to make that happen.

The only way you
might prevent it

is if you tell me
who's behind this.

Who are you working for?

Well...

maybe...

I just don't like Indians.

Deloyd Webster... He's
a private investigator.

And they had a meeting

the morning our suspect went
after Chee in the hospital.

You think they're
working together?

Let's find out.

Um...

how you doing?
I'm Lieutenant Leaphorn.

This is Sergeant Manuelito.
Hello.

Thank you for coming.

Take a seat.
Yeah.

Not every day an Indian
cop asks for my help.

What can I do you for?

Well, we're hoping that, um,

you could tell us where
you were last Tuesday

around 10:00 in the morning.

We're trying to
establish a timeline.

You're not a suspect,
but this man is.

You know him?

Sure, yeah, my
Tuesday morning...

First time I had the pleasure
of meeting him in person.

- What's his name?
- Said it was Al Newman.

It isn't.

Not surprised.

What was the meeting about?

I was giving him an update.

On?

Hey, now, come on, Lieutenant.

Dealing with a professional.
That shit's confidential.

Client is currently sitting
in my interrogation room.

He's facing four
counts of murder one.

So you can either tell us
what you discussed now,

or you can take a seat in
there and wait for the sheriff.

That weird-ass teddy bear?

Four counts of murder
and more to come.

Shit.

Dude hired me to
find his mother...

Linda Maddox, he
said her name was,

But the whole thing's kind
of squirrelly, you know?

Kept having me run down
things that didn't check out,

bringing up new
places, new leads.

Money's good, though, so
no complaints, you dig?

Do you know any of these women?

Nope.

This one.

Who is she?

I just told
you... Linda Maddox.

Took that one myself.

But as you can see,

she ain't old enough to
be that dude's mother.

I need a favor.

This seat taken?

Cops found your little book.

Had my name in it,
so they brought me in

and told me what you been up to.

- And what have I been up to?
- No good, baby.

Look, if you did it,
I don't want to know.

I'm not a cop or a lawyer.

As far as I'm concerned,
you are a client

who hired me to do a job.

Do you think I'm stupid?

I think you killed four
people and got caught.

So...

what do you think?

Hey, partner, I don't
care about rez business.

I don't work for the rez,

and I'm not beholden
to these cops.

I work for you.

And...

I found something...

I think you might
be interested in.

Chandler, Arizona, just
outside of Phoenix.

She's the right age,
right height, right build.

Thing is, her name
is not Maddox.

It's Maguire.

And that's why none of
the other mopes you hired

were able to find her.

But I told you...

old Deloyd gon' find her.

Here's the deal.

If you want to see your mama
again, even through bars,

you're gonna have to
give them something.

That's how it works.

Ain't no time in history it
ain't worked that way, you dig?

Thank you all for coming.

As you know,

my work at IHS has been...

Hannah, I'm so
sorry for being late.

What's she doing here?

I thought she
could sit in with us.

I think she should be here, too.

What about the rest of you?

Are you okay with
this, with her?

- Yeah.
- Yeah, we're good.

Mm-hmm.

You are not to write or publish

anything from this meeting
without my permission.

Of course.

Thank you.

I've met some of you already,

but for the rest, my
name is Mary Landon.

I work for the "Los
Angeles Times,"

and I'm writing a story

about the Family
Planning Services Act.

I want to thank Helen and Emma

for allowing me to sit in
and hear more about the work

they are doing on
this reservation.

I'm really just here to listen.

All right, let's
just get started.

Dean, what the hell?

Caught him at the Laundromat
trying to hot-wire a car.

Wasn't trying to hot-wire it.

I was trying to get it
started for a friend.

That's code for
he's guilty as hell.

I'll take him.

Leaphorn's sending everyone
home for the eclipse.

What's with you? It's
the second time this week.

What's going on?

I got picked.

What do you mean
"you got picked?"

The draft.

Where you been?

They're supposed to take us
out to Phoenix tonight, but...

if I'm locked up, they can't.

That's not how it works.

They don't want criminals, Bern.

That's exactly
who they want, Dean.

Hey, listen to me.

It's our duty to serve
when we're called.

I served.

Lieutenant Leaphorn served.

What about your uncle,
the code talker?

He's a legend around here.

Look, I can't go.

I take care of my
grandmother and my sister.

What are they gonna do if I
go off to fight for a country

that doesn't even recognize
me as an American?

What are they gonna do
if I don't come back?

Go home, Dean.

Talk to your...

And she'll help you figure
out the right thing to do.

You tell me how going to
Vietnam to get my ass shot off

is the right thing to do.

Hey, go home.

Another reminder
to everybody listening...

The eclipse is
starting at 1:23,

with the all clear
by 2:37.

Stay inside. Stay reverent.

Said he was hired by
a man named Carl LeBeck.

That name mean anything to you?

Thank you, Mr. Webster.

Natalie?
Yeah.

Have Bern bring
Guy Atcitty in here

as soon as the eclipse is over.
Yes, sir.

You know,

normally, I charge $25
an hour for my services.

Normally, I hand over
criminal associates to the FBI.

Man, you one funny Indian.

No offense.

You lost?

I didn't think you'd be home.

What's this?

An apology from earlier.

Piñon nuts.

You pick these yourself?

Well, okay.

Where you going?

You only got 15 minutes
before the eclipse.

You either come inside

or be the bad Navajo
out roaming the streets.

You're inviting me
into your trailer?

Offer expires at
the count of three.

One...
Okay.

Don't need to tell me twice.
Good choice.

What's with Elvis?

Uh...

we went on a date.

He had a pretzel.
I had a beer.

He told me he couldn't wait
to start touring again.

And I don't know... it kind
of went downhill from there.

So you had a
date with Elvis Presley?

The Elvis Presley?

Mm-hmm, when I was
stationed in Germany.

Elvis, the Pelvis.

Don't call him that.

Quiet.

Some Navajo you are.

Mm.

Ah, you tell Leaphorn
about the job?

He knows that I applied,
not that I got it.

You know, I can't imagine
you not wearing that uniform.

It's just...

there's no way for me
to move up around here.

You know, Leaphorn's
not going anywhere,

and there's always gonna
be another you, so...

What would it take...

to get you to stay?

Here?

It's not that simple.

But you love it here.

Your life is here, your animals,

your weird little trailer.

Yeah, wel...

I can always come back.

Can you?

You did.

I got to get back to work.

I got to pick up Guy Atcitty.

- Thanks for the safe haven.
- Yeah.

Chee?

If you mention Elvis to
anyone, you're a dead man.

You know that, right?

That might be fun.

Navajo Police.

Hold, please.

Lieutenant?

Carl LeBeck's
sister... line one.

Ms. LeBeck.

Yes, Lieutenant Leafhorn, is it?

It's Leaphorn.

I'm at the Kayenta Substation,
Navajo Tribal Police.

We're, um... we're trying
to track down your brother.

Oh.

Well, that's gonna be a problem.

How so?

Well, because he's
dead, Lieutenant.

My brother's been dead
for over three years now.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Is there anything else
I can help you with?

No, thanks.

Thanks for your time.

- What's going on?
- , brother.

Thanks for coming down.

Bern said you had some
questions about Drumco,

Carl LeBeck.
Yeah, I did.

Not sure it matters anymore.

I just got off the
phone with his sister.

LeBeck's dead.

What do you mean?

That's LeBeck right there.

You killed Carl LeBeck,
and you assumed his identity

to gain access to
that drill site.

You set those charges,
and you killed six men...

Six men who didn't have to die.

Everyone has to
die... eventually.

Why?

Why do you care so much?

Six men...

dead.

For what?

Six men have died since
we began this conversation.

Why are those six men
so important to you?

Oh...

Oh, I see.

Now we're back to that.

It wasn't the six men, was it?

It was one of the
six men, wasn't it?

It was your son.

Okay, yeah.

So you don't like Indians, huh?

Who hired you to
blow up that well?

You just want to know
why he died, don't you?

I'll tell you, Joe.

It...

it was because he was there.

That's all.

He wasn't even important.

I know you didn't
find my mother.

Sena's office called.

The FBI is anxious to get
their hand on their suspect.

Sheriff's on their way.

Get Vines down here.

Okay.

People of Darkness,

welcome to our holiest of days,

for today the moon
goddess Hawake

concealed the wicked sun,

gracing us with
her blessed dark.

All: All hail
the blessed dark.

So we've come together here now

to partake in the
sacred medicine

for the enlightenment
we know it will bring,

knowing that it will
revive and renew.

All: Revive and renew.

- What are you doing here?
- I need you to heal me.

All: Heal her.

Heal her. Heal her.

Heal her. Heal her.

Heal her. Heal her.

Heal her. Heal her.

Heal her.

Heal her, I shall.

Yeah. Heal her.

- What are you doing here?
- What are you doing here?

What's going on? What's that?

You need to listen to me.

This is not Navajo, okay?

This is a bunch of
crazy white people

eating peyote and
playing Indian.

Hey, you. Where you
going with that bag?

No, no, no, no.
Get out of here.

Hey, come on, what's
going on here? Hey.

All right, I'm
gonna get Rosemary.

Wait here.

Up. I said, get up.

Don't you test me,
you son of a bitch.

Just need your chicken scratch

on the change of custody.

Okay, Mother...

Give me the gun.

Never packed a suitcase before.

Dean...

Will you check in on
them while I'm gone...

My grandma and my sister?

Of course.

Hey, maybe when I come back,
I can do something, you know?

Help people...

you know, on the rez...

kind of like you do.

Yeah.

Hold on.

It's for protection

when you leave the land of
the Four Sacred Mountains.

Yeah.

Hey.

Is it over?

I don't know.

Feds have got him now. It...

it's out of my hands.

It's out of our hands.

Yeah, it's Leaphorn.

Shit.

Jesus.

Gordo.

Take it easy. Take it easy.

Just relax.

Dispatch.

I'm Lieutenant Joe Leaphorn,
Navajo Tribal Police.

There's been an accident.

Sena's hurt.

We're on the rez, mile
marker 113, route 60.

Copy.

What happened?
Hey, Joe, he got away.

Okay. Okay - He got away.

- I'm sorry.
- Stay still.

They're on their
way. Just relax.

You ever kill anyone, Joe?

When you kill a man,
they're bound to you.

Wherever you go in this life,

they're with you.

White justice. Indian justice.

My grandson deserves a
little Indian justice.