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Agents?

Ma'am, Agent Hightower?

Yeah, alright.

Narcotics needs help getting intel on the meth house in the southwest.

I said I could spare two of you. Sure, we'll get it.

Van Palden Show.

What's the job?

It's hard to believe there's intel on these. Better be. They're dripping on my

feet. Hightower knows about Ritzby and me. I noticed that.

She knows, but she hasn't said anything. What do you think that is?

I have no idea.

If you could guess.

I wouldn't.

I'll stop thinking about it.

That's just going to get you in trouble.

Can you help me?

Can you help me?

What happened to you?

I lost my shoe.

Can you tell me where I am? I'm going to call the center, all right?

Ma'am? Ma'am?

Okay, all right. We're going to get you some medical attention.

Come on. Hold your hands down.

Okay. What's your name?

Ma'am?

Ma'am?

Grace!

She said she can't remember who she is, where she came from, or what happened.

No ID. Nothing on her at all.

Where's Lisbon?

She's on her way.

EMTs think the bullet grazed the victim's head.

I thought we should talk to her here. She lost her shoes, so she could have

walked far. The crime scene's probably nearby.

Good thinking.

So, should we wait for Lisbon, or...? Nah.

Hi.

I'm Patrick Jane.

How you doing? My head hurts.

I don't remember who I am.

Hold my hand.

I'm going to try and help with the pain.

Okay, I want you to concentrate and let the pain flow out through your arm and

into my head.

Just let it flow like water.

Oh, I can feel it. Can you feel that?

Yes. You feel it flowing? Yeah.

The pain is flowing away.

Tell me your name.

Don't reach.

Just wait for it.

I can't.

That's okay. That's okay.

What were you doing this morning before you got hurt?

It's okay.

Don't worry.

Tonight, then, before my friends found you, what were you doing?

I was in a room.

Cold.

Can you see anything?

It's too dark.

Are you sitting in a chair or are you lying down?

Lying down. On the floor or on the bed?

On the floor.

There's dirt and straw.

It makes me cough.

What does it smell like?

Horses.

Fantastic. Grace?

Yeah, we're looking for a stable.

Yeah?

Shoe.

Yeah, that's a shoe.

There's a light switch right here.

The bullet creased her skull. It didn't fracture the bone?

But a hit like that can knock you around something wicked.

She could have been unconscious for a while.

Shooter probably thought she was dead and dumped her with the other bodies.

What about the amnesia?

I don't know what to tell you.

Retrograde amnesia usually recedes with time.

But I don't know how fast that'll happen.

Okay, what I want you to do is just focus on the queen. There's the lady.

And you saw where she is.

There's the lady.

Okay. Now tell me.

Where's the queen?

Wrong. First boy you ever kissed.

I don't know. What's your first name?

I don't know. Sorry.

Look, there she was. She was always there. Right in the middle.

In the point vein?

Oh, I'm just making sure she has amnesia, which, by the way, you do.

It's hard to lie when you're thinking about something else.

Great.

We're checking our missing person's database. Then we'll run your prints.

Something will probably come up.

Find somebody to come in and print her.

Agent Hightower. Morning, Lisbon. As soon as it's practical, I want to see

you, Van Pelt, and Rigsby in my office.

I've been meaning to address this issue for a while, but there's been so much

coming across my desk, I haven't had the time.

First off, neither of you is denying you're in a sexual relationship.

Are you?

No. No, ma'am.

You work together, you develop feelings.

Nothing wrong with that. But you know very well it's against CBI rules, and

like I tell my kids, rules are rules.

If you want to stay together, that's your choice.

But one of you has to transfer out of the unit.

If you both want to stay in the unit, then you can't be together.

That's what it is.

Give me your decision tomorrow at the latest.

Questions?

No, ma'am.

Okay.

Elizabeth, stay a moment.

Why didn't you handle the situation yourself?

I won't defend what I did. I understand these two sneaking around, but you're

their superior.

I expect more.

I'll be writing a corrective memo.

That's it. Thank you for your time.

Don't want to talk about it.

Joe, where are we with the victims?

Verify the two IDs we found at the scene.

Janine and Mitchell Langham from Chico. Both in their 50s, no family in state.

Neighbors said that they were hiking in Caston State Forest.

That's 100 miles from where we found them. What about the third victim? Same

as the Jane Doe, no ID of any kind.

The coroner says he's in his early 20s. I put his prints into the system.

Van Pelt, did you get any hits on them?

Van Pelt.

I'll check, I'll check.

The coroner thinks that they were shot with a high-powered rifle. The Langhams

up close are Jane Doe and the unidentified male from a distance. Do

either of the Langhams have a record? No.

I think we can set the Langhams aside. I think they were byproducts. They weren't

planned. Oh?

Yep.

First two victims were shot from a distance.

IDs were taken. Two victims were shot up close. IDs were not taken. Clearly, the

first two victims were the targets.

And when the Langhams roll up to the scene, wrong place, wrong time.

Killer shoots the Langhams, freaks out.

Doesn't bother to take their IDs. Doesn't even notice that one of the

first victims that he shot was only wounded.

We got a hit on the male victim's prints.

His name's Leonard Railton, Native American, lived on the Storm River

Reservation. That's right next to the state forest.

Oh, he's been in and out of the system since his early teens.

Mostly small stuff, couple of drug busts, no family listed. His emergency

contact is his parole officer.

Go and show Jane Doe a picture of Leonard and the Langhams. It's worth a

shot. You guys check out the trail to the Langhams. We're hiking. It sounds

like something's going on up there.

Let's go talk to Railton's PO.

There's no point in hiding your frustration with Hightower.

Sooner or later, you're just going to explode.

Suppressed rage.

Whatever you want, keep it next to me.

Well, that's what I'm worried about.

Please.

You okay?

Sure.

You? This is a good thing, okay? No more sneaking around. We get to decide what

we want to do.

Do we know what that is?

Let's just get through the day, and then tonight we'll open up a bottle of wine

and we'll talk, okay?

Yeah, sounds good.

I love you.

I love you, too.

I thought Leonard had a chance, you know?

Good kid, really trying not to repeat old mistakes.

How long were you Leonard's parole officer, Ms. Roethl?

A little over a year. Any family we should speak to?

No, Leonard didn't have anybody.

But his mother was Shoshone. He grew up on the reservation.

That's why I got him to move there after he was released.

Why the reservation?

Leonard needed people in his life who cared about him. He could get that

there. It's a small community. Not too well off, but tight.

Do you live there?

Mm-hmm. My father's clan is from there. I'm Shoshone.

Shoshone, uh, with a New York, Italian, Irish...

thing going on if i'm not mistaken with the accent is that from your mother's

side i'm not the first person who needed time to figure out who she was were

there any indications that leonard was doing anything illegal no he had some

problems when he first got there but about six months ago he settled down got

a job had a girlfriend in the valley what was her name darian hopwood i met

her a couple of times no record good influence i thought

Is this her?

No, I don't know this woman.

Positive. I said no.

I got it.

Does Leonard have any friends on the reservation we should talk to? You're

going on the res?

Yeah. Will the tribal police be with you?

They're aware of the investigation.

We'll keep them in the loop.

I should go with you.

That's not necessary.

As far as some of them are concerned, you're foreigners.

Foreigners with badges. You won't get anything.

I'll get my coat.

Excellent.

Oh, we got ourselves a native guide.

Janine and Mitchell Langham. Any bells?

No, but I don't really meet people unless they're in trouble.

Well, these people got into trouble.

Any reports of crime on the trails, robberies, assaults? No, just, you know,

raccoons, birds, deer, rattlesnakes, bear.

I don't think a bear shot four people with a high-powered rifle.

No, bears can't do that.

Anybody said Lang was going to walk the Morningstar Trail?

Huh, Morningstar is not one of our more popular trails. Excuse me.

Cheers, Dale. Stand by, Warren.

Look, I got to go. I got to go up the hill. We have an animal control issue.

We need to check out the trail.

Okay.

Okay, the trailhead is right over there.

You just stay on the path. When you get to the fork, you go to the left, okay?

Just stay to the left. You'll be fine. Got it. Left.

Thanks.

I don't recognize any of these people.

Take your time. Think about it. I have.

They're all dead.

Right. Yes.

There's one piece of good news.

We ran you through the fingerprints database.

You're not there.

How is that good news?

It means you're not a criminal.

Or you're a very, very good one.

How's it going with the, um, missing persons thing?

Well, no one's filed a missing persons report fitting your description yet.

But I'm sure it's just a matter of time. You don't know that.

Look, you had a job to do and you did it, thanks.

You don't have to stay.

I'll stick around.

Okay.

Thanks. I've got a lot of time invested here.

If she leaves, we're into this whole sexism thing of whose job is more

important.

Like I said, it's complicated.

No, it isn't. Which do you want more, the job or Van Pelt? What?

It's not that easy.

Sure it is.

This is the fork, right? No, we took the fork.

No, I don't think that was the fork. I think this is the fork. Oh, whatever.

Left.

It's not that simple.

Jobber Van Pelt. All there is to it.

The rec center's the community gathering spot.

Leonard used to come here.

This is Joseph Silverwing. He helped to settle Leonard in here.

He's on the tribal council. Joseph, these are the detectives from CBI I

called you about.

Teresa Lisbon, hi.

Patrick Dean.

We're investigating the murder of Leonard Railton. Can you tell us

anything about him? He was a good kid.

Worked hard. Stayed out of trouble. We heard he had a job.

Down at Markham Willis' place.

It's a souvenir shop just off the reservation.

Was Leonard having any problems?

No.

Did you hear about any arguments or fights?

No.

Money problems, health issues?

No. You're right. We are opening things up here.

Do you know about any relationships he's having off the reservation, maybe?

No.

Nice shot.

Don't you guys know Leonard Relton?

I'll take that as a yes.

I'm trying to find the person who killed him.

Do you want to help me with that?

Don't all speak at once.

Who's going to talk first?

We're going to talk to Popo.

Popo.

I like that.

But I'm not Popo. I'm a Popo consultant.

How about this?

I bet that I can sink a ball before your best player can.

And he can have...

Three chances to my one. And if I lose, 50 bucks.

But if I win, you tell me about Leonard.

We got a deal?

Great. Who's your sharpshooter?

It's you, isn't it, Shorty?

Let's do this.

Okay. All right.

First ball in wins.

You get three chances.

I get one.

Okay. And by the way...

That girl you crushed around, the one in the blue sweater?

It's never gonna happen. She's into the tall guy.

Good luck.

My money's on the kid.

One.

Two.

Last time. Good luck. Lucky last.

That's three.

There's a hole in that ball.

Here's the hard part.

school okay so uh what was leonard's story he had

money a lot of it always had the newest kicks since when like six months

ago well i heard he had a job oh yeah i will it's a souvenir shop

that's pennies leonard had money any idea where that might have come from he

wouldn't say

But it was out in the woods all the time, so we figured, you know?

Yes.

Everybody knows what goes on in the woods.

Oh, sure, the woods.

Yeah, this is not the trail.

It's over here. You sure? I thought it's out over here.

What'd he say?

Show?

Yeah.

There's a pot plant here.

Actually, there's a whole bunch of pot plants here.

Looks like a farm. Oh, yeah. Which means there's probably some bad guys with

guns.

No bars.

So much for backup.

I think there's only one shooter. You draw fire, and I'll take him from the

side. Ready? One, two, three.

Rig bay, clear.

Cut it.

It's the kind of farm you find all over public lands.

You've got an acre of plants, irrigation pipes everywhere.

Must be tapping into water from up the valley.

Did you hit the shooter? Maybe he's in a hospital.

He didn't see any blood, I doubt it. Do you think the ranger knowingly directed

you toward the pie farm? Was this a setup?

It's hard to say. We got pretty turned around. I'm not exactly sure we were on

the trail.

Where's the ranger now?

Up in the mountains.

Supervisor says he's out of calling range. Find out when he's back.

So it looks like Leonard Railton was working for the pot farmers. There's a

hundred ways that could turn ugly.

Meh. If Leonard was farming the weed, he would have told his friends about it.

Whatever he was doing, he felt shame or ambivalence.

Which takes the investigation where?

Well, we haven't spoken to the girlfriend yet.

So go do that.

You two talk to narcotics, see if there's a line on marijuana players in

that area.

Hear what she said?

We weren't living together or anything.

Just hanging out.

So Leonard isn't the baby's father, Miss Alford?

Kai's father?

No.

Oh, yeah, I know.

But Leonard liked your little boy, didn't he?

Sure.

Leonard bought most of the toys here.

And this, uh...

An enormous stack of infant formula.

Yeah, like a thousand bucks worth.

What's the story with that?

It was because Kai got this rash.

It was going around, you know, a couple of kids had it.

He had this idea it was the powdered formula.

He made me throw all the powder out, which is crazy, because it's cheaper and

it's real easy to use.

All you do is add water.

How's the rash now?

It's all gone.

I guess he was right.

You weren't surprised to hear about Leonard, were you?

I mean, you cared for him, but you weren't startled to learn that he was

dead.

He had money, and not from that lame souvenir store job.

He wouldn't tell me where he was getting it.

My experience is that means trouble.

Your best guess?

I don't know.

Whatever else he was doing, he was always good to me and Kai.

He was a good man.

You'll find out who did this. We'll do everything we can.

Mr.

Willis, how long was Leonard working here?

I don't know. I guess about six months.

I hired him on Dolores Britton's recommendation.

He's a great kid.

Good worker.

Oh, yeah, that's what I'm talking about.

Pretty great, huh?

This is fantastic.

Do you deliver?

As a matter of fact, we do.

All right. Jane, put it back.

What? You heard me. Now.

Okay.

Now. All right.

We think that Leonard was getting money from someplace else. Any idea what that

was about?

No, never said a word about it.

What was he doing?

We're still working on that.

I can give you a deal on that bonnet.

Special law enforcement discount.

You're not self-conscious about peddling your own culture, are you?

This is not my culture.

This war bonnet is from the Laguna people.

It has nothing to do with us, Shoshone.

It's kind of a pastiche, really.

But that's what you Americans want to buy, so that's what I sell.

Thank you for your time, Mr. Williams.

Jane?

Jane. I'll meet you outside.

Is this some kind of service for Leonard?

Tomorrow afternoon, I believe.

That's such a shame.

I'm going to take that.

And I like this one, too.

It's really beautiful.

So that as well.

This thing, let's see if I can get a tune out of that.

Just love those feathers.

Grace,

hi, it's Jane.

How's it going with Jane Doe there? She got her clue yet?

Didn't think so.

You know, bring her down to the office. I think we're going to have to get a

little more interventionist.

If you start to feel dizzy or woozy or anything... Grace, quit hovering.

She's fine.

I took her out of the hospital, Jane. She's my responsibility.

I get that, but she's fine, aren't you?

What are these?

Oh, these are pictures of where you're from.

I don't know where I'm from.

Sure you do.

I'll lay money on the fact that you're a local. You have roots around here.

You visited places like this as a kid.

One of these pictures here will mean something to you.

I get nothing from that.

What about this?

Chris, a minute?

Oh, sure.

I'll be right back.

Chris?

Just relax. Don't work so hard.

Look at that.

Have you ever seen a more beautiful, more peaceful place?

But it'd be cool if I could just say the word and you could be right there.

Listening to the birds sing.

The wind rustling. through the trees, the water lapping against the shore.

If I could just say the word.

Wayne, we couldn't wait.

This is so simple.

I love you.

More than this job, more than anything.

You got shot at today. You're pumped full of adrenaline. No, no. Well, yes,

but that doesn't matter.

I know what I want to do.

I, uh... I talked to a guy in the San Francisco office today.

There's an opening in the major crimes unit.

It's only an hour and a half away.

You mean it? Please.

Let's just do this.

I don't care where I work.

I want you.

You really mean it?

Ranger Tisdale should be off the mountain in an hour or so. His bank

records say he's depositing two grand a month over and above the salary. Cash.

Let's go talk to him.

Tisdale.

I was going to call you. I just heard.

Pot farm.

Doesn't that beat everything?

Yeah, right in your own woods. Yeah. I've been hiking these trails for eight

years. I had no idea.

I don't know where you ended up, but you must have gotten seriously turned

around.

That's hard to believe when the pot farmers are paying $2,000 a month.

I don't know what you're talking about. You're going to have to come with us.

Nice

work.

Felt good.

to keep you away from it. All you had to do was stay on the trail.

Is that really so hard?

So you were taking money from the pot dealers to protect their farm, right?

They were paying me to direct tourists away and let them know if there were any

local cops or feds snooping around.

But that's it, okay? These people who got killed, I never even saw them.

I need the names of the people who paid you.

I can't do that.

Look, these aren't hippies growing weed.

in the forest, okay? These are serious, serious men. If they learn that I gave

up their names, they'll kill me.

Look, they know you've been arrested.

They think you're giving them up right now.

Now, with these men walking around, you're in danger. Give us their names,

and we'll lock them up.

Not a chance.

It's your call.

You got a family?

Uh, yeah.

Well, I suggest you send them somewhere.

Not out of town. Get them out of state.

Know anybody on the East Coast.

Too bad. How about overseas?

That's a first-rate interview you got there.

Thank you. Hey, what's up? So Rigsby and Cho tell me there was only one dude with

a gun. That doesn't seem like much.

No, it's not.

So when you say these are not hippies, these are serious, serious men, that

implies many.

Scary men with large guns, right?

Yes. So why just one?

I don't know. They might be low on money. The crop is doing badly.

Plants are dying.

Yeah, yeah.

And the word is that it's been going on for about six months. Nobody can figure

it out. They're really kind of freaking out about it. Jane.

Yeah?

I think I gotta go. I'll see you later. Thank you.

So what'd you get from the guy?

The pot farmers didn't kill Leonard.

That so?

Yep. You certain?

Well, certainty's the mother of fools.

So all this is just guesswork with you? Pretty much. I mean, that's...

That's what I do, I guess.

For instance, I guess that you're married.

I'm wearing a ring.

Well, I guess that you're married, but not happily.

Not that there's divorce proceedings in place, but possibly a trial

separation.

Guess I should have put up a photo, huh?

Mm-hmm.

I know you're not giving me relationship advice, so I have to wonder why you

would go there.

I guess it's your way of expressing unhappiness.

Could be.

I guess it's your way of saying you're unhappy with the way I'm handling

Lisbon. We spend a lot of time together.

And when she's unhappy, I'm less happy.

It's human nature.

Yes, it is.

I'll tell you what, Patrick.

Why don't you let me handle my business my way and then judge me by the results?

And I'll let you handle yours your way.

Up to a point.

That sounds fair.

Up to a point.

Yeah, very fair.

We done?

No.

Please don't interrupt interrogations.

It's rude.

That's a rule, is it?

Guideline.

I'll keep it in mind.

Now we're done.

Loving those pups.

Thank you.

Bye.

Oh, what's this?

Interesting. We need to take Amnesia Girl up to the reservation, maybe in the

parking lot in ten minutes.

Why take her to the reservation?

They're holding a memorial for Linda Brown. She should be there. She might

remember something.

Worth a try, I guess.

Oh, do me a favor.

Don't mention this to Lisbon or Hightower. Um, why not?

And why complicate things?

How? How, Van Pelt? You shouldn't have taken her out of the hospital in the

first place.

Your car, parking lot, ten minutes.

Mr. Chang, what are you doing here?

Well, we're here to pay our respects.

It's okay, we won't eat much.

Leonard had only been with us a short while.

But if you saw him...

Walking a trail up at the lakes or riding a horse you could see that he was

home So remember the old words When a friend dies, we should not cry.

We should not hate someone or fight We should do right

always And we should listen to the old words and remember Leonard

If anyone else has something to say... Oh, I would.

This woman was with Leonard when he was shot.

She has lost her memory.

So we brought her here today to see if a face or a place or

anything could help her remember who she is.

This is kind of a sacred moment. Is this really the time?

It'll take but a second.

Anything?

No.

Never mind. The trip was not entirely wasted. I was also looking at all of you

to see if anyone recognized her.

And it seems to me that somebody here does know this woman.

And that somebody is you, sir.

Me?

I think you're mistaken.

Prove it.

Look into my eyes and hold this.

Now tell me you don't know her.

I do not know this woman.

Okay.

Okay.

It appears that I'm mistaken, which is very good for you. That eliminates you

from our inquiry.

My apologies. Carry on. We'll just take our seats in the back.

Thank you.

And listen, if you don't want us here, then just say the word and we'll go.

Just say the word. I think it would be better. I see it.

I see it. I see it. I see it.

I see it.

I see it.

I just relax, breathe, and tell us

what you see.

There's a blue lake.

Pine trees.

A mountain.

There's a bird singing.

Tell us what's happening at this lake.

It's where the bad thing happened.

What bad thing?

Go look. They left something on the shore.

Who did? Go look. They left something.

Okay, show's over.

Come on.

Watch your head.

So Mr.

Silverwing is going to complain to our superiors in the strongest terms? Nice

work. See, that's why I didn't bring you along.

Deniability. How did you know we were here?

I had little tiny GPS trackers sewn into all your suits.

For a second there, I almost believed you.

Grace?

Sorry, Jane. I had to tell her it's my job.

It's noted.

Get her back to the hospital. Yes, boss.

She did remember something. We have a clue.

A lake in the mountain, something on the shore?

Could be where the murders happened.

There's over 50 lakes in those mountains.

Take her back to the hospital.

Listen, I'm sorry I didn't tell you where I was going. I was trying to

protect you. I knew I was going to stir things up and what with Hightower...

Don't. Don't ever try to protect me. I can protect myself from Hightower or

anybody else. Okay.

Let's go back to the office. We could. Or we could stay here and catch Leonard

Relton's killer.

How are we going to do that?

I need a cup.

Paper or plastic? I'd prefer paper.

So Jane Doe didn't remember the lake.

Post-hypnotic suggestion.

I showed her a beautiful picture of the lake and told her that she would

remember it when she heard the trigger phrase, say the word. She remembered the

picture associated with the crime and felt that something was left behind

there. What something?

Well, it doesn't matter.

The killer's feeling paranoid now, so he or she will be compelled to go back to

the scene of the crime and make sure that nothing was left behind. That's

assuming the murder occurred at the lake. Well, it did. Because?

Because the potcrop died, Leonard Relton was worried about the water his

girlfriend's baby was getting. Hey, it's over here.

And the water supply for around here comes from the mountain lakes.

Joe followed whoever left the memorial for the lake.

And? Who is it? We'll see.

Where is he?

Straight through the trees.

Hands up.

What's going on? Get your hands up.

I don't understand.

What are you doing?

Rifle shell.

Where'd you get that, Mr. Willis?

I just found it.

I was going to give it to you.

Do you think it's connected to those murders?

That's the best you got?

Why'd you shoot those four people, Mr. Lewis?

I didn't. Well, keep in mind the two of them, the Langhams, they were

byproducts, latecomers. But Leonard?

Leonard, you killed because of what's in the lake, didn't you?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Toxic waste.

Great big barrels of it, I expect.

Dumped by you.

That's why the pot plants in the valley were dying.

That's why Darian Hopwood's child got a rash.

Leonard was going to tell, so you had to shoot him.

And anyone else that just happened to come along that day.

I don't even know what to say.

That is not true.

Well, this is ground zero for the dumping, so the water here must be much

more toxic than it is down in the valley.

That is nonsense.

Really? Fill in little parts?

Have a drink.

No.

No. Why not?

Oh, come on. Cheers. Have a drink. No. We'll sit. No, please stop.

No!

All right!

I tried to get so many ideas across the tribal council.

But somebody didn't like it, or it wasn't culturally appropriate, or blah

-de-blah-de-blah.

So this guy said that he needed to dump some stuff.

And did I know any place on the res that he could do it?

So I had Leonard take them up to the lake.

And I figured with his record, he'd take the money and keep his mouth shut.

And we did well.

Got more trucks up there.

And something was finally working for me.

And then that kid in the valley got a rash.

And Leonard was worried.

Said that we were poisoned in the valley.

And if we didn't stop, that he was going to blow the whistle.

I overheard him on the phone.

Arranging to meet somebody up at the lake.

So I went too.

When did the Langhams get there?

I was cleaning up.

What were they doing there anyway?

They were taking a hike.

I'm sorry.

I am.

I'm sorry.

Well, that's okay then.

As long as you're sorry.

And we'll just let you go.

I'm kidding.

Hey, I've got something for you.

Driver's license.

We got it from Mark and Wallace.

Your name is Camille Dillon.

You live in Oakland.

You're an internet journalist and writer.

We contacted your family.

Your mom's on her way from Des Moines.

My name's Camille.

Apparently you taught Leonard Whaleton while he was in the juvenile system.

A little while ago, he got in touch with you. Wait.

Something... Something was wrong.

There were... Someone was dumping... Toxins. Yes.

And he... He wanted people to know. He... He called.

And he asked for my help. I remember him.

I remember him asking for my help.

I remember.

I remember.

I know who I am.

Just let me finish this up and we'll go talk to Hightower.

Wayne.

What's up?

I love you.

I do.

But I think I love the job more.

The job's not a problem. I'm going to go.

You'd be leaving the unit for us.

I don't want that responsibility.

You'll hate me for it.

Maybe not today, but someday you will. No, Grace, we will. I'm so sorry.

You're, uh, concerned about this?

I know who I am.

Narcotics picked up the pot farmers off the ranger's confession.

I also got a call from a guy named Silverwing about a stunt you pulled up

on the Storm River Reservation. Well, I wouldn't call that a stunt. Whatever, he

was displeased. Yes, ma'am, I filled out a peanut. You saw the triple, right?

Yeah. Nobody got hurt? No.

In the hell with him.

He got justice done.

Keep up the good work.

I wasn't expecting.

I'll say.

Hey, Grace. Hey.

You all right?

I'm okay, but... I just...

I just forgot my stuff.