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[tense music]

♪ ♪

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- [sighs] Clear.

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

- You good?

- Yeah.

♪ ♪

- What?

♪ ♪

[lamp switch clicks]

♪ ♪

[lamp switch clicks]

♪ ♪

What the hell is that?

- It's a bug.

- She knows we're here.

- And she wants to know what we know.

Go pack now.

♪ ♪

Son of a bitch.

[moody guitar music]

♪ ♪

- [breathing heavily]

[distant siren wailing]

- Wake up.

Hey, man.

Wake up.

Wake your ass up!

I'm gonna ask you a question.

And I want you to think real hard before you answer.

- [breathing heavily]

- Who are you?

- You know who I am.

[grunts, coughs]

[panting]

- Let's try that again.

Who are you?

- Mike Garcia.

Ah!

Ah, shit, man!

[groans]

What is wrong with you?

- What are you doing here?

- [panting]

I--I came to see if Leroy was here.

- Oh, so you could break into

your long-lost friend's apartment,

what, out of the goodness of your heart?

Is that why you raided my place too?

Because we're such good friends?

- Look, I'm messed up, man. It's just--

I don't know if it's the party, the pills,

or stitching you up, but it just feels

like I'm back there, you know, War Zone C.

I don't know where I am or what I'm saying.

- Yeah.

You sounded fine over the phone earlier.

Who were you calling?

Huh?

Your partner?

Huh?

- Hey, hey. Come on, man. Untie me.

- What's this, huh?

Hmm!

- [spits]

Come on, Sonny.

I'm your friend.

- Hollywood Motor Hotel, please.

- I helped you out.

- Hollywood Motor Hotel. - Come on, Sonny.

- Hi. - Sonny.

- Can I get Mike Garcia's room, please?

- We don't have a guest named Mike Garcia.

- Oh, you don't have a Mike Garcia

staying at your hotel.

- That's right.

- My apologies. - Uh-huh.

- All right, thank you much. You have a good day.

- Yeah, you too. [line clicks]

- I--I can explain, OK?

- And back to another block of music.

You are cruising past sunset, and here is Jackson Browne...

- I--I can explain!

- With "Doctor My Eyes." - Wait! Wait! Wait!

- Oh, now you wanna talk, huh?

Huh? Now you wanna talk?

Huh?

What, you think I'm a moron,

that I'd just drive around all day, wouldn't figure it out?

Huh?

You wait till Albert finds out you traded on his name.

Then he's gonna wish you were alive.

- He's dead.

Albert Gorman is dead.

- Bullshit!

- It's true.

It's true.

I--I found his body back on the rez.

That's where I work,

at the Navajo Tribal Police.

- ♪ Doctor, my eyes ♪

- Son of a bitch!

- ♪ I hear their cries ♪

- [yells]

- ♪ Just say if it's too late ♪

- I don't give a shit what you're into.

That's not what I'm here for.

I'm here to find Leroy and his cousin Billie

before they end up like Albert.

I'm Sergeant Jim Chee.

Let's talk this out before you do something

to a police officer you can't undo.

- Shut your goddamn mouth.

Shut it.

♪ ♪

- [grunts]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Doctor, my eyes ♪

- Who killed Albert?

- He was hunted down

by a blonde woman, German accent.

You know her?

You call that number and, what,

she comes clean up the mess for McNair?

She murdered Albert's grandfather, too,

an innocent elder, in cold blood.

She's gonna kill Leroy when she finds him,

along with his little cousin Billie.

She's just a 16-year-old girl, man, a kid.

We're all dispensable to them, even you.

You know, she's looking for Leroy now,

so it's just a matter of time.

[banging at door]

♪ ♪

- You sure this is the place?

- Yeah, it's the address Chee said.

[tense music]

- Untie me, man.

If that's her, you're gonna need my help.

Sonny.

- She doesn't knock.

♪ ♪

- [whispering] Go down and around.

♪ ♪

- [breathing heavily]

♪ ♪

- Don't move.

- [grunting]

[unsettling music]

♪ ♪

No! No!

No.

- Don't move.

- You son of a bitch.

♪ ♪

[gun cocking] - Don't move.

Don't move.

- You OK? - Yeah, I'm good. I'm fine.

- Bern.

- Yeah.

- Get down on your knees. Hands behind your back.

Hey.

- Oh, God.

[both breathing heavily]

You're on fire.

- You gotta look at his wallet, Joe.

The card.

- Oh! - The German.

- We need to get him to the hospital, Joe.

- All right, take my truck. Here.

- [groans]

- [grunts]

- I'll stay here with him.

I'll call the feds.

- I'm gonna show up at your door!

I'm gonna find you!

- Oh, no, you're not.

This is how you get her to show up at your door, isn't it?

The German.

Hmm?

[seagulls calling]

- You won't find a better

all-inclusive facility in the city.

Yeah, in fact, we are gold star plus rated

with the state regulators.

And perhaps you saw the recent article in "AARP" magazine

where we ranked above Mar Vista, every category.

- [chuckles] - Hmm.

- There's a swimming pool.

- Mm-hmm.

- Might be out of our price range.

- Oh.

No better exercise, though.

Do you like the water, Gunther?

- [speaking German]

- Mm. - No.

- Hmm.

[cat meowing]

Oh. [chuckles]

That's Marshmallow.

He has his run of the place. [chuckles]

[cat purring, bell jingling]

The residents find him very comforting.

- [speaking German]

- What'd he say?

- He said the cat just sealed the deal.

- Hmm.

- Where do I sign?

- Well, there's just the matter of the security deposit.

Now, I imagine you want a private room

with an ocean view?

That'll be $550 a month plus a $1,200 security deposit.

Nonrefundable, you know, should you change your mind.

[chuckles]

Will that be a problem, Ms. Hartmann?

- No.

- OK, great.

[dramatic music]

[door clicks open]

[door clicks shut]

- [scoffs] Yeah, Sonny Bear Heart.

He works with low-level thieves.

That won't get us to McNair.

- This will.

- What's this?

- That gets us to the German.

- I'll have my guys trace it, see where it leads.

- I have another idea.

We call it.

- And you want us to say what?

- Not us, Sonny.

He tells whoever answers

he caught me breaking into Leroy Gorman's apartment.

The German broke into my house on the reservation,

my hotel room in LA.

She bugged my room.

She's desperate to know what I know.

She's--she's obsessed with me.

Obsession makes people careless.

- So we bait her and then take her.

- Yeah, and we get her

before she gets Leroy Gorman or Billie Tsosie.

And you get justice for Upchurch.

♪ ♪

- That's if he cooperates.

- Do you mind if I take a shot at him?

♪ ♪

- Oh.

Am I gonna need a lawyer?

- You're gonna need more than a lawyer.

Don't do anything stupid.

- What are you charging me with,

driving around all day?

[grunts]

Was I speeding?

[distant siren wailing]

- You know the feds are searching your apartment?

They're gonna tear up every floorboard

until they have enough to take you down on conspiracy...

- [scoffs]

- For recruiting innocent, vulnerable Indian men

into a goddamn crime ring.

Jesus.

Those are our people, man.

- You got no clue what it's like out here for Native folk.

We chase some government flyer across the country

to land with no jobs, no resources, no future.

Just another generation of swindled Indians.

- You manipulated them.

- No, I gave them a family!

- Oh, is that what you tell yourself?

- A purpose, ways to survive.

And you can't prove shit, so I ain't worried.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- You might snake charges.

What happens when McNair finds out that you let

a cop into his organization... - [scoffs]

- While he's facing life in prison, hmm?

See, rich white men like him

don't take chances on men like you.

Why do you think he has the German on his payroll?

♪ ♪

- She killed Albert?

- And his grandfather.

You know what she did to him after she shot him dead?

Washed his hair, cleaned him,

wrapped him in a goddamn ceremonial blanket.

That's who you work for,

someone who treats our dead like dolls.

♪ ♪

Listen to me.

You know, you can't save Albert now,

but you can still save Leroy and his cousin Billie.

♪ ♪

[phone bells ding]

I need you to call her.

♪ ♪

- I can't.

- [sighs]

If we take down the German, do you understand

that they might have a chance?

Do you understand that you might have a chance?

♪ ♪

- If I do this?

- I will tell the feds.

I will get them to recommend reduced charges.

♪ ♪

Hey, man.

I understand what you've been through.

I know it's been extremely difficult for you.

♪ ♪

I give you my word.

♪ ♪

- [sighs]

[dial whirring]

♪ ♪

[line rings, clicks]

- Cliff's Side Bar.

- Delivery for McGinty.

- When?

- Tuesday, not Wednesday.

- Expect a call back.

♪ ♪

[line clicks, dial tone hums]

♪ ♪

[phone clatters]

♪ ♪

- [breathing heavily]

[water running]

Emma?

- It's good to see you too.

- Thank you.

- Get some rest.

- [speaking Diné]

- [speaking Diné]

[door clicks open]

Fever's dropping.

He should feel better in the morning.

- That's a relief.

Thank you.

- Mm.

You look exhausted yourself.

- Yeah, when I, uh--

I got back from the border, I had a lot of, uh,

spiritual work to do.

It just took me a while to feel like myself again.

- Our ceremonies don't erase what happened,

but they help us carry it with us.

- Yeah.

Things got ugly.

Even when I got back home, I didn't know

if I was gonna go back to work.

- Mm. - But--

- Joe told me about the promotion.

It's a big deal.

- [chuckles]

Yeah.

- And big responsibility.

- Yup.

Emma, I'm having doubts.

I mean, I'm--

I'm grateful for the opportunity, but I'm--

I'm worried about Chee and us and just--

I don't know. Things have been rocky.

- Did I ever tell you I wanted to be a doctor?

When I was 12, my grandmother got sick with pneumonia.

I watched the doctors at the BIA clinic save her life.

And I knew that's what I wanted--

to bridge our traditions with Western medicine.

- What happened?

- I had the grades and the passion.

But the world believes women make good nurses,

not doctors.

- W-what did Joe think?

- We didn't have time to think.

Joe Jr. was born.

Joe started his training at the Navajo police station.

[somber music]

Everyone said I should be grateful for what I have

and that wanting more was selfish.

Don't let other people decide what you deserve.

♪ ♪

- [sighs]

[chuckles]

♪ ♪

[scoffs]

Look at me. [laughs]

♪ ♪

And what about his dreams?

- If he loves you, he will want your dreams

just as much as his.

It's a choice you both have to make every day.

- [sighs]

♪ ♪

Yeah.

♪ ♪

You know, Joe's making different choices these days.

He's going to sweat, retiring.

Hmm?

- I'm happy for him.

I'm late for my next rounds.

Go sit with Chee.

He's gonna wanna see you.

- [sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

[monitor beeping]

[indistinct chatter]

- Comms are all checked.

You guys, mic spot-- just keep it a little--

- They're gonna have my ass, pulling out all these resources

if she doesn't call.

- She'll call.

- You really came all the way out to LA

just for this Tsosie girl.

Seems like a lot of effort for a runaway.

- She's not a runaway.

She's a scared girl on the run without any family.

- Not much of a difference.

- You know, where I come from,

kids like Billie are a priority.

- And if the German's too smart to take the bait, what then?

- BIA has an employment file on Leroy.

They won't talk to tribal police.

Should be a photo, an address of next of kin.

We can track him if you get it for me.

[phone ringing] - Call's coming in.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Hello?

- What is it?

- I got a situation in Normandie.

♪ ♪

- It's not on the schedule.

There's a guy off Sepulveda.

He takes care of all the minor jobs.

♪ ♪

- I need a specialist.

- This is below my pay grade.

Figure it out.

- I caught a cop breaking into Leroy Gorman's apartment.

- How?

- I keep watch on all our places.

He says he works with the Navajo Tribal Police.

ID says Joseph Leaphorn.

♪ ♪

- [sighs]

I'll be there in an hour. [phone clicks]

♪ ♪

[person speaking German over radio]

[gun cocking]

- [speaking German]

- [choking]

- [sighs]

Um...

[sighs]

- [sighs]

[vehicle approaching]

- Where's your girl?

- Late.

- Do you think it's possible, Lieutenant,

that you made a mistake?

- I budget two per case.

Don't worry.

She'll show.

[phone ringing]

Answer it now. - Hello?

- Third and Central by the alley.

Five minutes, or I'll be gone.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- What do you wanna do? - Let's go.

Move in.

- Your men aren't in position.

We'll have no backup.

- We'll get in position.

- You can't get into position without tipping her off.

Do you understand that?

- You have my word.

[gun cocking]

- That's exactly what she wants.

- I want her.

[tires squealing]

- God damn it!

[sighs]

[tires squealing]

- I want overwatch on the northwest corner

of Third and Central.

Suit up, and be prepared.

♪ ♪

[tires squealing]

♪ ♪

- Go. Go. Move.

♪ ♪

- Subject is armed and dangerous.

Everyone on high alert.

♪ ♪

[car door closes]

- I don't like this.

♪ ♪

I think we should go back to the car.

♪ ♪

- The end of the world has been designed for us.

A rapture!

It won't be brought down by some God.

♪ ♪

We will be brought down by them.

Will you be ready?

When the war comes, will you be prepared

to outlast the cockroaches?

I ask you.

Before we know it, we'll be staring down

the face of the devil himself.

Take no comfort he lives in DC because he's coming.

- She's not here.

♪ ♪

- Look, we gotta get out of here.

We're sitting ducks.

♪ ♪

- The question is this.

Will you get down on your knees and commit to me?

- Oh, shit.

- Will you stand up and fight?

- Down! - What?

[gunshot]

♪ ♪

- God!

- Man down! Get eyes on the shooter now!

- Get your guy out of there!

[gunshot]

- [sighs]

♪ ♪

- Brick building, northwest corner.

[gunshot]

- [sighs]

[gunshot]

[grunts] [gunshots]

[gunshots]

♪ ♪

[horns blaring]

♪ ♪

[breathing heavily]

♪ ♪

- [breathing heavily]

- [wheezing]

[mysterious music]

♪ ♪

[wheezing continues]

- [groans]

[panting]

♪ ♪

[unsettling music]

- [wheezing]

♪ ♪

[wheezing continues]

♪ ♪

- [coughing, choking]

- No, Shima.

No, no, no, no.

- [gasping]

[labored breathing]

- Shima.

Shima.

- [wheezing]

- [crying]

- [choking]

- I'm sorry. I wanted to take you home.

- [wheezing]

- [crying]

[somber music]

No.

♪ ♪

[vehicle approaching]

[horn honking]

What are you doing?

She was--she was right there.

- Who?

Shh. Come on.

Let's get you inside.

Come on.

[distant siren wailing, train crossing bell dinging]

[indistinct chatter]

[grim music]

♪ ♪

- Shaw.

♪ ♪

- She's prepared for war.

- Yeah, I tried telling you that.

What matters now is what we do next.

It's Upchurch's.

[distant siren wailing]

Mean anything to you?

- Looks like every other subdivision in LA County.

- These were developed recently.

- Think that's where she's headed next?

- I don't know.

She's surveilling it for a reason.

Maybe it's connected to Gorman.

[phone ringing]

[unsettling music]

♪ ♪

- Hello?

♪ ♪

She wants to speak to you.

♪ ♪

- [sighs] You broke the... [speaking Diné].

- You're getting messy.

I got your van.

Where are you?

- I've tried to honor your ways.

I washed the old man's hair.

I spared the young girl.

I've done everything your stories taught me

to try and keep the balance.

- Balance?

You've murdered innocent people.

- [laughs] You're the one who caused this chaos.

I told you to leave it alone, but you didn't listen.

And so now another man had to die because of you.

[chuckles] You made me do it.

♪ ♪

- I'm gonna find you.

You hear me?

- Yeah.

I hope so.

[line clicks, dial tone hums]

♪ ♪

- [exhales heavily]

- How you feeling?

- A lot better.

Thanks.

- Your tests are looking better too.

The cut is healing well. - Right.

You, uh, saying I'm ready to get out of here?

- Another 24 hours of antibiotics,

then you should be ready to be discharged.

Bern told me what happened last night.

- Yeah.

I got confused, you know?

Must have been the fever or drugs or something.

- The elders say when entering a death hogan,

it disrupts the... [speaking Diné]

Especially when someone's carrying a traumatic loss.

I pulled your mother's file.

[dramatic music]

It says you were there when she died.

- [sighs]

W-what does this have to do with my infection?

You said in a day, I'd be ready to be discharged.

- Our ceremonies are there for the wounds that

these medicines cannot heal.

♪ ♪

- [sighs]

- I can't be sure.

But I think what you're experiencing

is called ghost sickness.

The...[speaking Diné] From the death hogan

has attached itself to you... [speaking Diné]

Mixing with the grief you've been carrying

since your mother passed.

You need to go home.

Seek a medicine person who can perform the proper ceremonies.

- I can't go home until we've found Billie Tsosie.

I won't.

- [sighs] I've seen what happens

when these things are ignored.

You go out there without a clear mind,

you're putting everyone at risk.

♪ ♪

[sighs] I'm heading out for the day.

- [sighs]

- We can talk more tomorrow.

Get some rest.

♪ ♪

- [sighs]

[door closes]

What did you tell Emma about last night?

- [sighs]

What was I supposed to do?

You won't talk to me.

I can't be in a relationship with someone who won't talk

to me about what's going on.

I won't.

- OK.

I get that. I--

Look, I'll be out of here by tomorrow.

Then we can go find Billie and go home.

- And then what?

- We'll figure it out.

- That's not enough.

- Bern!

Babe! [door slams]

[indistinct chatter]

- Hey.

You all right?

- Yeah.

Yeah, that's--that's crazy, what happened with Sonny.

- [sighs]

I screwed up.

We have to find her.

- I know.

- [sighs] How's Chee doing?

- Uh, he needs--

he needs another day for the antibiotics.

But honestly, beyond that, I--

I don't know.

- We got a lead.

It's Jacaranda Estates.

Leroy's grandmother, she lives here.

The German was surveilling it.

♪ ♪

- OK, well, wanna run this down?

♪ ♪

- Where's Emma Leaphorn?

[uneasy music]

♪ ♪

[suspenseful musical sting]

- [gasps]

♪ ♪

- What does he see in you?

♪ ♪

Why is he choosing you?

- [shrieks]

♪ ♪

- [chuckling]

I see.

- [growls]

- You abandoned him.

♪ ♪

You deserve to die.

♪ ♪

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Emma? Hey. Hey.

Are you OK?

Are you hurt?

- [crying]

- Hey.

- [sobbing]

- I got you.

I'm here. I'm here.

I got you.

It's OK.

It's OK. - [crying]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪