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Previously on "Dark Winds"...

Sylvia Washington, FBI.

This B.J. Vines character... did you know him?

Heard you lost your gun today.

I didn't lose it. Someone stole it.

I'm gonna find that van. I'm gonna find what's going on.

I think that woman and her daughter were being trafficked.

Ernesto Cata and George Bowlegs were gone

when mom went to wake them this morning.

What's the deal with you and Shorty Bowlegs?

Used to bully me at school.

Ah! Oh! God damn!

Gordo, he has something in his mouth.

♪ My sweetheart is gone ♪

♪ And I'm so lonely ♪

♪ She said that she and I were through ♪

♪ So I started out a-drinking for a pastime ♪

♪ Driving nails in my coffin over you ♪

♪ I'm just driving nails in my coffin ♪

♪ Every time I... ♪

Sorry about that.

♪ I'm just driving nails in my coffin ♪

♪ Lordy, driving those nails over you ♪

I was wondering when you was gonna ask me about that.

This is a goddamn gun...

the one I took right out of that holster.

Yeah, see, I was down by the river,

going after those girls.

Now, I could've got away, right?

Nobody'd ever saw me.

Then I saw that holster, and I thought, damn.

Run down there lickety-split and grabbed it.

They call me the Panther...

silent, deadly.

Never see me coming.

♪ And I just can't quit drinking that old brew ♪

We're here now.

♪ I'm just driving nails in my coffin ♪

♪ Every time I drink a bottle of booze ♪

♪ I'm just driving nails in my coffin ♪

Where's the crew?

Budge?

God damn it, Budge!

Don't leave, Budge!

No!

Somebody else can do this.

Doesn't always have to be you.

You know it does.

Oh, Jesus.

You okay?

I can handle this if you want.

Thanks.

Coroner said the murder weapon

was likely a small claw hammer of some kind.

Those cuts were deep, like it was personal.

Could be the boys fighting over something

that got out of hand...

What?

The arrowhead doesn't make sense, Gordo.

- Why not? - It's a sacred object.

Putting a arrowhead in the mouth of a dead...

Oh, it's like a...

Catholic defiling a crucifix.

Whoever did this isn't Diné.

George Bowlegs was our primary suspect

before we found Ernesto's body.

Nothing's changed.

What's... what's changed is the arrowhead.

And I have to assume whoever did this

is out there right now looking for George.

I'd like to find him before he ends up in here.

Cata's parents.

You always could fix anything, huh, Winford?

Jim Chee.

I heard you was in California...

loving on all those movie stars.

We fools just stuck around here and joined'ed the Army.

You and Shorty, you mean?

Where were you night before last?

Night before last... I wasn't nowhere.

That's funny. Shorty says that he was with you,

and you two were off hunting.

I was here.

But then we went hunting later.

I came back early.

When did, uh, Shorty get back?

I don't know.

- You know where George is? - No.

A kid was killed that night

you say you were off hunting with Shorty...

a friend of George's.

We're investigating your cousin in connection with that murder.

You sure you want to be covering for him?

That makes you an accessory.

I got work to do.

That's all you've ever been your whole life...

an accessory in the life and times of Shorty Bowlegs.

The question is, is he worth going to jail for?

I got nothing to do with that dead kid.

Tell me what happened, Winford.

Shorty told me to lie.

♪ He wants to settle down ♪

♪ Out on the edge of town ♪

♪ Far from the neon lights ♪

♪ Under the stars so bright ♪

Dr. Reynolds!

- Ma'am. - Lieutenant.

Lieutenant Leaphorn...

Dr. Reynolds.

Uh, Teddi tells me you're looking

for... for those two boys...

George and Ernesto.

- Found one of them. - Ah, well, good.

I'm sure the other one will turn up.

Dr. Reynolds, I was hoping you could tell me

something about this.

What's that?

Ah.

Huh.

Where did you find this?

I found it in Ernesto Cata's mouth.

Found him not far from here.

He's dead.

Dear God.

Are you sure?

You're sure it's him? It's Ernesto?

I'm sorry.

Teddi.

Teddi.

This way, Lieutenant.

Let's get you a closer look at your evidence, yeah?

- After you. - Thank you.

New find?

Mm, Teddi found it last night...

end-of-the-day miracle.

Piece of bowl.

These people were...

sophisticated potters.

That, we know.

Uh, it's not my area of expertise.

Packing it up for a colleague.

Unfortunately...

this, uh... this arrowhead...

is a fake.

A toy.

Have a look.

I haven't used one of these since my days at ASU.

Oh, a fellow Sun Devil... Teddi told me.

I, uh, did my grad work there many years ago.

Notice the fluting along the edges, the percussion hits?

Mm-hmm.

Well, no man with Stone Age tools was ever that precise.

That arrowhead of yours was spit out of a machine.

So this couldn't have come from your site?

No, but if you want to see more of them,

head down to the Teesto Trading Post.

You know, you can buy a dozen for $10.

No, unfortunately, this is just, uh, worthless.

I need that.

Evidence.

Ah, yes, of course.

Thank you for your time, Doctor.

If you see George Bowlegs, I'd appreciate a call.

Oh, I'll do you one better. I'll drag him to you.

That would be helpful. Thank you.

Shit.

Mm.

He hates women who are in control.

It was lovely to meet you, Mrs. Leaphorn.

- You too, Sylvia. - Thank you.

Uh, oh, Lieutenant,

maybe we can, um, grab some time later, hmm?

You make a new friend?

- She's nice. - Mm.

Thank you for bringing my lunch.

I had no idea women could join the FBI.

She's so smart.

Yeah, they didn't send her out here

'cause she's smart, Emma.

No, just to clean up a few cases.

It means she'll be gone by next week.

Do you have any salt?

Thank you.

I invited her to dinner.

You did?

Why?

Because it's the nice thing to do, Joe.

You okay?

Yeah.

Oh, shit.

I'm sorry if I scared you,

but I've been tracking them.

They're unpredictable when they're hurt.

Could've run you through.

You're Tom Spenser, aren't you?

You, Agent Manuelito...

are the newest member of our local Border Patrol.

- It's nice to meet you. - And you.

What am I interrupting here?

I'm following up on a vehicle of interest...

over there.

Well, today's your lucky day, then.

Why? Because that's your ranch?

No, 'cause I'm not too busy to take you down there,

assuming you'd like a closer look.

I would.

My great-great-grandpap started all this.

He was a Santa Fe trader.

We've been here since...

this land was part of Mexico.

And my great-grandpap,

real good friends with James Calhoun...

the first governor.

This would have been 1850.

Not a good guy, I'm told, the governor,

but real good to my family.

And we've been pounding this sand ever since.

Hmm.

So that's how you get the oil out of the ground.

Well, that is...

Cora Mae...

the first one.

And they stink to high heaven when they're pumping,

but they sure pay the bills.

- What's in there? - In what?

Oh, that's a garage, darlin'.

I don't think...

All right.

You change the plates on this van

in the last couple of days?

- Tags are current, Agent. - Not the tags, the plates.

No reason to.

- Who drives this? - Well, anybody who needs to.

We got probably 30, 40 vehicles out here.

Well, who was driving it two days ago?

- Can you find out? - I could try, but...

If I didn't have a million other little things to do.

- I'd like to look inside. - Well, have you got a warrant?

All right, Bobby, open the back door for Agent Manuelito.

What's in there?

It a vapor barrier.

The vents trap gases from some of the wells

we don't run every day.

You breathe the air in there,

it's going to make you sick in a way you don't want.

Well...

thank you for your time, Mr. Spenser.

Tom.

Border Patrol, Agent Garza.

One moment, please.

Tom Spenser, line 2.

Oh, I know that face. We out of creamer?

I found the van.

Where?

Spenser Ranch.

So that whole "wait your turn" speech...

it really landed, huh?

I can't wait if there's other women at the ranch...

Spenser Oil...

a multimillion-dollar corporation trafficking women,

and Border Patrol knows nothing about it?

No.

Bernie, what you're doing...

you're going to get yourself in trouble.

I was there for ten minutes. It's no big deal.

Okay. Let me explain something.

The Spensers have been here forever.

They're responsible for one third

of the actionable intelligence we work from every year.

Don't mess with Spenser, okay?

Yes, sir.

Boss wants to see you.

Where you off to, Shorty?

None of your goddamn business.

Another hunting trip?

We're gonna search your house, the barn, and the property.

- Like hell you are. - Got a warrant.

You interfere, you'll be arrested for obstruction.

My kid's out there, and you're here

turning my life upside down... Looking for anything

that could be the murder weapon, boys...

Like you got nothing better to do!

- A claw hammer if we're lucky. - Hey. You got him?

Yeah.

Clothes, blood, photographs...

Find anything?

Move.

Phoenix PD, April this year... drunk and disorderly.

Tucson PD... assaulting a police officer.

Reno PD... violating a restraining order.

Two months before that... Reno, B&E.

Charges dropped by your ex-wife.

Four arrests by the NTP as a juvenile.

What about the Bronze Star and the Purple Heart?

You got that in your little library, asshole?

What I got is a murder weapon found in your barn

and an alibi that doesn't check out.

Ernesto Cata...

Slashed seven times across the face, the neck,

and the chest.

He bled out like an animal...

before he was stuffed down a goddamn drainpipe.

So it's time to tell us the truth, Shorty.

Did you do this?

Oh, man.

So turns out the blood on the hoof knife

belonged to a horse.

What? No, no, no. That can't be right.

- You run it again. - Excuse me?

I know him. I know what he was like growing up.

He hasn't changed. He's our guy. I know it.

I thought you said the killer couldn't be Navajo

on account of where you found that arrowhead.

If anyone would get off on doing something like this,

- it's Shorty. - Hey, hey, hey, Jim.

All right, without a confession, a witness,

or a murder weapon, we can't hold him.

Lieutenant, can I see you for a minute... my office?

- Yeah? - BJ Vines.

Okay.

All that evidence...

how does the judge let him go on bail?

I try not to think about him.

White man's justice.

Is there any other kind?

Okay.

Where did he go?

A guy like that...

old, soft,

used to his cushy life, sexy wife...

where does a guy like that go without his money?

When you find him, you can ask.

Oh, I will, believe you me...

if he can still talk.

Navajo Tribal Police.

You're not Natalie.

Well, well...

Agent Bernadette Manuelito.

Is Joe around?

He just left.

Oh.

Okay.

Something I can help you with?

Um...

I don't think so.

Try me.

Well, I got this case.

I don't know, the... the crimes down here are just...

Everyone's telling me to let it go,

and I just keep stepping on my own rake.

You punch anybody in the face yet?

Who'd you hit?

Shorty Bowlegs.

Wow.

- Touched my badge. - Oh.

I'm sure it has nothing to do with the, uh, grudge

you're still holding against him.

- Give Joe a half hour. You can reach him at home.

Just tell him I called.

Uh...

It's nice to hear your voice, Chee.

Oh, come on.

Jeez.

You need help?

No, I'm good.

Eh, you got the wrong gloves.

Ooh.

- You've done this before. - Nah. Never.

So...

what kind of intelligence we get at Spenser Ranch?

So we're working now?

Well, Ed Henry has me on weigh-station duty.

And these Spenser tankers, they run at night.

And I just... I want to make sure I don't step in it again.

They drive in. You write down their weight.

They drive out. It's pretty simple.

What, I don't... I don't inspect them?

They're hauling oil, Bernadette.

Hmm.

So still renting a room from Garza?

Yeah, it's cheap, and she likes to cook.

So you miss home?

Well, my parents are gone.

But still got my sister and my niece, Janey.

Yeah, I send money back.

How about you?

Who you missing?

Um...

depends on the day.

Tonight?

Nobody.

Wait a minute.

I think they're playing our song.

- No. No. - Yes.

- ♪ You know the nighttime ♪ - ♪ Why do they? ♪

♪ Oh, is the right time ♪

Excuse us.

- ♪ To be ♪ - ♪ Why do they? ♪

- ♪ With the one you love ♪ - ♪ Why do they? ♪

- ♪ Oh, said the nighttime ♪ - ♪ Why do they? ♪

- ♪ Oh, is the right time ♪ - ♪ Why do they? ♪

- ♪ To be ♪ - ♪ Why do they? ♪

- ♪ With the one you love ♪ - ♪ Why do they? ♪

- ♪ I said the nighttime ♪ - ♪ Why do they? ♪

- ♪ Oh, is the right time ♪ - ♪ Why do they? ♪

♪ To be with the one you love ♪

♪ Why do they? Why do they? ♪

- ♪ Baby ♪ - ♪ Why do they? ♪

- ♪ Oh, I said a-baby ♪ - ♪ Why do they? ♪

- ♪ Baby ♪ - ♪ Why do they? ♪

♪ Come on and drive me crazy, Lord ♪

- ♪ Why do they? ♪ - ♪ You know... ♪

What kind of Navajo man are you...

whistling at night like that?

What do you want?

Where are you going?

None of your business.

You said I'm free to go.

I don't got to tell you a goddamn thing.

I said you were free.

I didn't say you were innocent.

I am innocent.

This is for George, isn't it?

- You know where he is. - I already said I don't.

Now get out of here.

Where is he, Shorty?

I told you,

my son didn't have nothing to do with this.

Then let's go see him.

He can tell me himself.

You think I'm stupid.

You've hated me for years.

I'm not going to let you take it out on my son.

All right.

Let's say you didn't kill Ernesto.

Let's say George didn't.

If that's true, who did?

- I don't know. - I don't know either.

But I bet George does.

That's why he's out there running, isn't it?

That's why you're going out there, looking for him.

I don't trust you, man.

I don't trust you either.

But your kid shouldn't have to suffer

because of the bad blood between us.

Don't be stupid, Shorty. Let me help you.

Tell me where he is.

The cabin...

He's at our cabin.

I'm going to get Leaphorn. We're going to go with you.

And I'm not asking.

- Full load? - Yep.

Second driver, huh?

Yes, ma'am. Long haul.

I'm gonna need to see his license.

Let's take a look.

- Looks good. - Thank you.

Scare him, he'll run.

- Is there a back door? - Mm-hmm.

Give me a minute to get back there.

Get too close, he'll hear you.

Shorty?

Shorty?

George?

Shorty?

Shorty.

Ah!

Joe?

Joe.

You all right?

What happened?

Joe?

It's real.

Hey, Joe.

Looks like some kids found a body in a ravine.

I bet it's everyone's favorite fugitive, Mr. BJ vines.

Why do you have your security riding shotgun on your tankers?

There's lots of lonely road.

And sometimes the undesirables get ambitious.

- Stop, police! - Chee.

Do you realize what you've done?

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