Yeah, let's get tickets!
Get up.
Get up!
My partner, he's in the back.
All right. Come on, open it up.
Stay down, man. We got help coming.
You're gonna be fine.
You don't have to do this, you know?
That's enough.
Open it.
Slowly.
Is that all of it?
Put 'em back.
If I catch you stealing artifacts again,
the hole you'll be digging will be a lot bigger.
Are you the one I spoke to on the telephone?
I'm Anna. Come in.
Did you bring a token?
Tribal Police.
Hello?
Anna.
Got some nerve showing up here.
She's in shock.
Maybe we should talk inside.
You arrest her? For what?
She ain't done nothing.
Guy, we should talk inside.
You think I'm gonna let you set foot in my house?
Anna was killed at the Big Rock Motel last night.
I'm sorry.
Damn you!
Oh, man, you all right?
Guy, you okay?
Let me go, let me go!
Now they're both dead!
Are you happy?
I said, are you happy?
Traitor!
How?
I'm sending her body to Flagstaff for an autopsy,
but the scene...
where I found her suggests foul play.
I'm afraid that's all I can say right now, Helen.
- Did you catch who did it? - No, not yet.
Homicide's a federal crime.
The FBI has to take lead on the investigation.
Since when did the FBI
give a damn about a dead Indian?
You, of all people, should know that.
♪ You know there's going to be a revolution ♪
♪ You know we got no solution ♪
Hey! Hey!
Hey!
♪ We gotta stand up and we gonna fight ♪
♪ We gonna take up for all our human rights ♪
♪ Because we got rights just like they do ♪
♪ We're gonna stand up
♪ And get back what they took from you ♪
♪ Know that they do
♪ Long hair and short hair, it don't go together ♪
♪ Just like rain and snowy kinda weather ♪
♪ We're not gonna fight and we're not gonna run ♪
♪ We're not gonna shoot nobody with a gun ♪
♪ Because we got rights just like they do ♪
You got a visitor, Lieutenant.
Jim Chee. - Who?
He says you're expecting him.
I'll be right out.
Lieutenant Leaphorn. Sorry I'm late.
Jim Chee.
Have we met?
Uh, they didn't call you?
Somebody from Window Rock was supposed to call you.
I'm your new deputy.
You know about this?
How long you been with the Tribal Police?
Almost three months working in Window Rock
for Captain Largo as his adjutant.
Hmm.
Didn't know Captain Largo
to have an adjutant.
Well, looks like you gus could use the help.
Yeah, a few of my men enlisted.
Did you serve?
I went to college, sir.
Get out of 'Nam for free card, huh?
Wasn't cheap.
Yeah. Well, you picked a hell of a morning to show up.
I'm sorry, what is your name again?
- Chee. - Chee, yeah. Hmm.
Well, you caught me in the middle of something.
Sergeant Manuelito's my number two.
She'll show you the ropes. You and I can talk later.
Welcome aboard. - Thank you, Lieutenant.
Mm, nice suit.
You look like Pat Boone.
Thanks.
You got a uniform, Pat?
It's in the car.
Well, go get it.
Right, Sergeant.
Oh, there we are.
Okay.
So sometimes late in pregnancy,
as the fetus grows,
there's less room for it to move.
That's most likely why you haven't felt anything lately,
but nothing to be alarmed about.
Everything sounds perfectly normal.
Were you planning to deliver here at the clinic?
'Cause I would like to strongly discourage
against a home birth.
It's dangerous for you and for your baby.
She'll think about it.
Okay.
Suit yourself.
You're good here? All right.
I have to go.
Can I help you?
I'm looking for Lieutenant Leaphorn.
You got him. What can I do for you, Father?
I'm here about my grandfather, Hosteen Tso.
I'm sorry for your loss.
The officer in Window Rock said
that you were handling the case.
Well, homicide's a federal crime.
I'm required to turn over all evidence to the FBI.
So no leads, no idea who may have done such a...
terrible thing?
Well, I'm afraid I can't comment on that, Father.
But I can put you in touch with the Flagstaff field office
if you let me know how to get a hold of you.
I'm staying at my grandfather's place
until his services are seen to.
It's out by Many Ruins Canyon, right?
Doesn't have a telephone, unfortunately.
Yeah. Do you have any other family
that need to be notified? - No.
Well, I don't mean to take
any more of your time, Lieutenant.
Sorry, Father. I didn't get your name.
It's Benjamin. Benjamin Tso.
Huh.
You don't see many Diné who take the Jesus road anymore.
No, you don't, do you?
Hollow points?
Welcome to Kayenta.
- Chee. - Lieutenant.
Grab these boxes. Let's take a ride.
We'll talk on the way.
- Where you going, Lieutenant? - Morgue.
On a good day, we've got 50 tribal officers
to patrol 27,000 square miles.
If you break down out here, you lose radio signal,
it could be hours before
somebody even notices that you're missing.
So carry a gallon of water in your vehicle at all times.
Do you smoke? - No.
Buy a carton anyway.
People around here will tell you more for a pack of smokes
than in an interrogation room.
I read your file. You graduated from Berkeley.
Did you grow up here?
Shiprock.
How long were you gone?
Nine years.
You know, most Diné your age would've jumped at the chance
to get off the rez and get a college degree,
but you came back.
You still have family in Shiprock?
No, when my mom died, I kinda lost touch.
Well, you are back now.
♪
Who buys this crap anyway?
Tourists, mostly.
Assholes looking for something to show off
when they head back to Kansas or Missouri.
People like you.
I'm from Nebraska.
Oh.
That's for protection.
Yeah? From what?
Dark energies,
evil beings,
shape shifters, and skin walkers and such.
- And you believe that? - Mm.
You spend as much time on this reservation
around people who believe it, you start to believe it too.
- Don't make it real. - Ha.
Real is in the eye of the beholder.
The mind's a powerful thing.
Hey, Lester, what about these here?
Oh, my wife's taken up a new hobby.
I think they're ugly as sin, but white people have no taste.
I sold six last week. I'll cut you a deal.
Why pay more when you could pay less?
You're late.
Well, it's good to see you too, High Pockets.
Lester. - Hey.
What did I tell you about calling me that?
This is my new deputy, Jim Chee.
Well, this is Special Agent Springer.
Oh, Low Pockets.
Let's get on with it.
I don't wanna spend my whole damn day here.
Yep.
Wow.
Y-you kidding me here?
Why'd you put the bodies in an ice box?
Why go to the trouble of staging the scene
like a damn bear is in the room?
I don't know. Mess with the FBI, I guess.
It's the same reason the killer took the man's liver and eyes.
Spooks people around here.
You think it's just some kind of witchcraft?
No.
See, the Diné believe that talking about witchcraft
or even speaking the name of the dead invites more death.
When word spreads about what happened,
even if people know something,
they're not likely to say.
Smart, actually.
You wanna introduce me?
Hosteen Tso, age 60.
Address on his ID card
puts him out by Many Ruins Canyon.
It's Canyon De Chelly.
All right, let's have a look at the other one.
Anna Atcitty, age 19.
What's the... cause of death?
I was hoping you could tell me.
Couldn't find a bruise or a broken fingernail.
- OD? - Considered it.
Can't find any needle marks though.
You guys can do a tox screen
when you get her back to Flagstaff.
Canyon De Chelly to Monument Valley
is a hell of a long drive for a lay.
She's not a prostitute. Have some respect.
Well, what in the hell was she doing
in a motel room with the ma, having a sewing circle?
- He was there for a sing. - A what now?
Male victim appears to have been in poor health.
Looks like he was there to get a healing.
There's no token here.
It's supposed to sit in the center of the sing cloth.
All the other pieces are here, but the token is missing.
Hey, Springer, load these bodies up.
I wanna get back to Flagstaff before dark.
Give Low Pockets a hand with the bodies.
Special Agent Springer, asshole.
You'll get back to me
on the cause of death of the Atcitty girl?
Do you know that gal or somethin'?
Why you got such a burr in your saddle about her?
Two people were murdered. Isn't that reason enough?
There's a witness, by the way.
Oh, yeah?
It's the girl's grandmother, Margaret Cigaret.
She was in the room at the time of the murders,
but they left her unharmed.
Probably 'cause she can't ID 'em.
- Why's that? - She's blind.
Well, did she hear anything?
Don't know. She wouldn't talk.
She was in shock at the time.
A blind, mute witness.
That ought to look just great in my report.
Well, I think you should question her again.
Maybe she recognized a voice, heard a name.
I'll go with you if you'd like.
You hear about this armored car robbery down in Gallup?
The one they used the helicopter for?
Thought we're talking about a double homicide.
We're talkin' about both.
One hand washes the other, Kemosabe.
I got five eyewitnesses place that hijacked chopper
headed north into Navajo country.
If you have something to say, I wish you would say it.
I think I just did.
You know, my people have a saying
for white folks that steal from white banks.
Okay, what's that mean?
White people's problems.
Well, who said they was white?
Tell you what, High Pockets,
I will pretend that your bank robbers are Navajo
if you pretend my two murder victims are white.
Let's see which one of us does our job quicker, huh?
Where'd you get that?
The Big Rock. She was wearing it.
- What's it doing here? - Em, it's just a jacket.
You need to get rid of it.
Promise me. - Yeah.
I'll get rid of it, I promise.
The killings are bad enough, but...
out of all the girls on the rez,
why'd it have to be her?
The feds are gonna screw this up, too, I know it.
There's not a damn thing I can do about it.
I got something you can do.
What's this?
It's an address.
Well, I see that. Whose?
Dick Cavett's.
He wants to have you on tomorrow night
so you can charm America with your pleasant disposition.
Well, I can't.
I'm doing Carson tomorrow night.
What's this about?
Young pregnant girl came into the clinic today.
I just wanna make sure
she's not in any trouble is all.
It's just a feeling I have.
Why's it every time that you get a feeling,
it always ends up being more work for me?
I'm sorry.
I'm just in a hell of a mood tonight.
Hey.
I love you.
Can you pour me a cup?
Another cup in the glove box for you.
Oh, thanks.
You know, the other day at Short Mountain,
you noticed the token was missing from the ceremony.
It was a good catch.
Yeah, my grandfather was a medicine man.
You know, he'd let me hang around
and help out with some of te ceremonies when I was a kid.
We were close.
You know, it could've been the killer who took it.
The token.
Maybe it was something valuable?
Well, they didn't bother with the money
or the girl's jewelry so...
What if it was something personal?
Or something he thought might tell who he is.
What is this?
Knife was found on Navajo land.
It's got copper deposits on the blade.
That's why it's yellow.
Mineral composition like that isn't native to this area.
Wrote my thesis on the interconnectedness
of the Northern and Southern Athabasken peoples.
Wait, so you went to college.
Arizona State.
What, you thought you're the only tribal officer
with a college degree?
If you consider ASU a college.
How's your Diné?
It's been awhile.
How's he holding up?
How long's he been up there? - Since yesterday.
Should we go and talk to him?
You can talk to him till you're blue in the face.
He's not gonna hear a word you say.
Leave him be.
Has she spoken at all?
You're welcome to try.
Was Anna seeing anyone?
Anybody you know that could've done this?
No one since...
If you think of anything... Anything...
You send for me.
Otherwise, I'll be by in a day or two to check on her.
Hopefully she'll be better by then, hmm?
Wait.
I found this in Anna's things.
I figured you and Emma might want to have it.
Take care of yourself, sister.
Lieutenant, everything okay?
I have to check on something.
I'll radio Sergeant Manuelio to pick you up.
She's doing a welfare check out by Medicine Hat.
Just ride along with her.
So, what, you're just leaving me here?
Why can't I ride with you?
I don't understand.
Tribal Police.
Have a look around back.
Anyone home?
Hello? Tribal Police.
What do you want?
I'm officer Manuel it a with the Tribal Police.
What do you want?
Does Sally Growing Thunder live here?
No.
Are you Sally?
She's my daughter.
Any particular reason you lied to me just now?
Is it just the two of you living here?
Yes.
What is this about?
What do you want with her?
She hasn't done anything...
I need to speak to your daughter alone.
I could do it here or I can take her
down to the sub station.
You choose.
He doesn't live with us.
He just comes by sometimes.
Do I have to tell you?
Can I go now?
Hey.
Are you okay here?
I mean...
But don't look at her.
I'm fine, Officer.
What was that?
Hey.
Hey, you said it was just a...
Would you like to come inside?
Walk in beauty, Officer.
Chee!
Let's go.
What are we doing here, Sergeant?
What are you doing?
Got a medicine bundle with you?
Well, if you don't,
at least get you a pouch of juniper ash and corn pollen.
Keep it with you while on patrol.
Out here,
sometimes the best protection isn't your .38,
but your medicine.
I'll keep that in mind.
Let's go before these roads turn to mud.
Let's go.
What's up with you Navajos and being late?
It's 'cause we're on Indian time.
Hmm.
You want a beer?
What the hell am I doing here?
Well, I thought you might enjoy
seeing a little piece of film history.
This is where all the big stars used to stay in their day
when they were making those great westerns
in the '40s and '50s.
They even put their pictures on the door
so you can see which room they slept in.
My wife and I, we stayed in the Tyrone Power suite
for our anniversary one year.
Where did the Indians sleep?
- What Indians? - Exactly.
I mean the rez. What am I doing here?
Oh, is your homecoming off to a bumpy start, Chee?
All right, look,
now, I'm assuming you heard about them old boys
took down that armored car up in Gallup?
Just what was in the paper. Why?
Well, here's something that wasn't in the paper.
That helicopter was last sen headed into Canyon De Chelly.
So you think that the bank robbers are Navajo?
- Not just Navajo. Radicals. - AIM?
Ripping off armored cars doesn't seem like their M.O.
But your old friends...
Buffalo Society.
Why would the Buffalo Society be here?
Well, it's the largest Indian reservation
in the goddamn world.
Not a bad place to hide out
if you're a bad Indian doing bad shit.
So what exactly do you want me to do?
Search 27,000 square miles by myself?
They could be anywhere.
Navajo land is the tribe's jurisdiction,
but if the FBI found a tangible lead,
like a positive ID or a location,
we could go to the tribe
and negotiate a joint task force.
Ergo, I had to get creative.
Why does Leaphorn call you High Pockets anyway?
You report directly to me and only to me.
Understood?
And what about the two homicides?
What, the Indians at the motel?
I put you here to find that helicopter, okay?
You are the one that can help me bring this home.
And when you do,
we get to write our own ticket out of here.
Organized crime? Bank robbery?
DC, Chicago, New York... Whatever you want, Chee.
It's yours.
Just don't go forgetting which tribe you belong to,
Special Agent Chee.
Hey, buddy.
How are you?
Come here.
Father?
Father Tso!
Father Tso, Father Tso...
This season on "Dark Winds"...
I saw something last night.
C'mon man, this is all bogeyman stuff.
Frank Nakai, ring a bell?
That is Federal jurisdiction.
That's my life on the line.
You're scared of my mother aren't you?
She's not the one you should be afraid of.
Get down!
- Think we should call for backup? - What backup?