Previously on "Dark Winds"...
Where were you the night that B.J. Vines disappeared, Lieutenant?
Since that night, when I left him out there,
I have tried to keep you out of it.
You're not the only one suffering!
Some of the drivers are hauling drugs in their trucks.
Run!
They have to be going out some other way.
Aah!
There's no such thing as monsters.
He's just a man.
Aah!
Aah-aah!
Wake up! You gotta wake up.
He's not a monster, Jim.
Joe, it's Chee. Say again, over.
Joe, do you copy?
Chee?
Are you there?
It's not a monster, Jim.
It's a man.
It's just a man.
Natalie, it's Chee. You copy?
Go ahead, Chee.
Coal Mine Canyon, south end.
You get any of that from Leaphorn? Over.
What I did, it didn't sound good.
- Keep this line open. - Copy.
Ya! Ya!
Natalie. - Go ahead.
I found Leaphorn's truck, looted.
Copy.
Natalie. Shit.
Chee.
Joe?
I'm down, west side of the canyon,
maybe a half a mile up.
Suspect's on foot, heading northwest.
He's wounded.
All right, hang on.
Ya!
- Oh. - You hit?
Oh, my leg.
Oh, shi--
Yeah. All right, just stay with me, all right?
Yeah.
Hold still.
Aah!
Take it easy.
Aah!
All right.
Where is George?
If you didn't see him, he's-- he's gone or dead.
Hey.
- Yeah.
Shh. Shh.
You get the son of a bitch.
No, I got to get you to a hospital.
No. He's wounded.
It should slow him down.
Go get him. That's an order.
There's a fire road up there.
If he's got a car, that's where he's headed.
Natalie, I got Leaphorn. He needs a medic.
We're on the west side, about a half mile
up from the mouth of the canyon.
Copy, Felix and Bigman are en route.
He comes back, you call me.
Got to go back.
Hey! Navajo Tribal Police!
Put your hands in the air now!
Hands up!
Keep your hands where I can see them.
Mm.
- Hey. - Hey, Gordo.
Well...
this finally settles it.
You win.
You couldn't even get shot at with something normal,
could you?
Had to get hit with a damn ketamine dart.
Son of a bitch shot you with horse tranquilizer, Joe.
Look at that. - Jesus.
Guess he didn't know what kind of thoroughbred
he was trying to put down.
Michael Halsey was murdered in cold blood
inside the NTP.
Why didn't he come after me
the same way?
You know?
Why am I still here?
You should let us worry about that right now.
I'm convinced
Roberto De Baca killed Michael Halsey.
I got a gut feeling about it.
But he wasn't the one with me in the canyon
looking for George.
I don't think he has anything to do
with Ernesto Cata's murder.
But you should get back in bed now, man,
and stay there till Emma comes to take you home.
She's not coming. - What do you mean?
She's not coming, Gordo.
She kicked me out.
- Well, that's just-- - It's what I deserve.
You know, there are things that I've lost in life...
That were taken from me.
And there are things that I've lost
because of the choices I made.
I made mine.
She made hers.
Can't go back and undo anything, Gordo.
I'm going forward.
I'll fix it that way, starting at the canyon.
You ain't done nothing wrong, Joe.
"When you kill a man, he's bound to you."
Isn't that what you said?
I thought I knew what you meant.
I thought I'd never see BJ Vines again either.
But I do...
every day.
You know, I convinced myself it was--
it was a...
Haunting me,
that this...
Was real, but...
it wasn't.
It was him--Vines.
What he did...
what I did.
BJ Vines is bound to me now.
I've accepted it,
and I am prepared to go on living with it.
But I'll tell you one thing.
Whoever it is that's after George,
he is on the wrong side of me right now.
Hear me, man.
You ain't alone in this.
I can't guarantee it will go well.
No, rarely does, but...
we might could get lucky.
I appreciate that.
Looks like you got a little hitch
in your giddyup there, partner.
Yeah, what's new?
Heard you couldn't hit the broad side of a barn,
even with a shotgun.
The guy was wearing a hood.
- Ah. - It threw me off.
Any hits on the APB?
Got roadblocks on every major artery in and out of here.
Got my boys running the back roads,
but so far, no sign of a shot-up sedan
or a wounded man wearing a hood.
Uh, I'll see if there's any updates here.
- Thanks, Gordo. - Yeah.
Any sign of George?
No, but we found his campsite just up the wash.
Somebody, uh, looted your truck...
- Yeah. - And your wallet.
Had to be George-- the guy you ran into out here.
The thing I can't figure is,
why would either one want to loot your truck or your wallet?
I don't know.
Well... this way.
Thank you.
Hmm.
Are those prints?
Yeah.
They're the same ones we saw at the Cata scene.
Yeah, they ransacked the place.
I think it was George who looted my truck,
stole money from my wallet...
For a train ticket to Reno.
There's a train that leaves for Reno every Friday morning.
Tomorrow.
Well, whoever you ran into out here,
they found this schedule before us.
They're going to know where George is tomorrow, too.
What the hell is that?
I don't know, but it's not coal.
Give me that pail.
Whatever this was...
George didn't want anyone to find it.
Where's my camera?
Hey.
You're not going to go in there and do anything crazy.
I won't.
Good, 'cause you saw what Budge is capable of.
You go in there half-cocked, and I don't know what--
Yeah, I hear you.
Yeah, well, we got to figure something out...
a strategy together.
Let's talk about it over lunch.
Okay.
Lunch.
That son of a bitch.
PIG.
Ivan destroyed this... on purpose?
Why would he do that?
Because he's on Spenser's payroll...
along with Ed Henry
and I don't know who else in there.
Bern, we got to be careful here.
Look, I know what we saw,
and I know how they're doing it.
The girl from the river was trying to tell me.
Tell you what?
PIG-- Pipeline Inspection Gadgets.
They're designed to clean oil pipelines,
but they are perfect for smuggling drugs.
The drugs I saw in Juarez will be on Spenser Ranch shortly,
if they aren't already.
This is our chance to get them--
Spenser, Ed, Ivan, all of them.
Bern, this is-- - I know.
But I can't do this alone.
You're the only one I trust.
I know a judge.
She'll get us a warrant without tipping anyone off.
Good.
You're sure about this, right?
You're sure you want to do this?
- I'm sure. - Ivan.
Shit.
I'm supposed to go to lunch with him.
I'll get the warrant. Meet you back at my place.
- You ready? - Yeah.
Have fun, you two.
I wanted to return these.
I was also hoping we could talk.
I have nothing to say.
Well, then, if I may.
I'm sorry to speak so plainly, Mrs. Leaphorn.
But I believe your husband murdered BJ Vines.
You believe it, or you can prove it?
It's his alibi I don't believe.
You said he was with you all night
the night Vines disappeared.
Is that the truth?
Why are you doing this?
It's my job.
Did your husband make you lie for him?
Because you don't strike me as a liar.
You don't know me.
I know you're a good woman,
a respected matriarch in this community.
You spent your life helping others,
especially the young women on this reservation.
Nobody in Washington cares about us
or what happens on this reservation.
This is about you, isn't it?
Maybe about the reason someone sent you
all the way out here
to work on something no one cares about.
You're right.
No one in Washington cares about what goes on out here,
except for me.
I'm here now, and I--
I want to tell you, you're on the wrong side of this.
Your husband's life is a lie,
but yours doesn't have to be.
I'll be, uh, at the station
when you decide you're ready to talk, okay?
There's something in his mouth.
Take it out. - I can't.
What, uh-- what are you thinking?
I've seen this stuff before.
Where?
Bernadette.
I used a clay mold like this
when I melted down Joe Jr.'s belt buckle
into that feather I gave Bern.
Give me the Cata evidence box.
The arrowhead.
Shit.
Can I get you anything else, cowboy?
- No, thanks. - How about a check?
Here you go.
♪ If you see me walking... ♪
Not hungry?
Nope.
♪ If you see me staring... ♪
I decided I'll back you...
whatever you want to do about Spenser.
♪ If you think I still miss you... ♪
Well, I'm thinking of taking a step back.
It's not worth the risk.
Well, it's what you want, isn't it?
For me to drop it?
It just doesn't sound like you.
Yeah, well, watching someone die does that.
Yeah, but if you want to get Spenser,
this may be our only shot.
I don't think so.
You know, these guys make mistakes all the time, Ivan.
And sooner or later, Spenser will make another one.
Hey...
Come to my place tonight.
I'll cook.
No work, just us.
Maybe tomorrow.
At least let me pay. - No, I got it.
I insist.
Lieutenant Leaphorn, Sergeant Chee, how are you?
You leaving?
Yeah.
We lost our grant.
Dr. Reynolds left yesterday, and I'm leaving today.
Anything I can help you with?
Yeah, this.
That's the arrowhead that we found in Ernesto Cata's mouth.
I've seen Dr. Reynolds use molds like this.
It's a clay polymer sandblasted coating
to protect what you dig up.
Isn't that right?
Yes, but that didn't come from here.
I've personally overseen every single dig at this site.
There hasn't been an artifact unaccounted for.
Dr. Reynolds told me that arrowhead
was a souvenir, a fake.
Who makes a protective mold for a worthless souvenir?
- May I take a closer look? - Of course.
Oh.
What is it?
When Dr. Reynolds told me we lost our grant,
he told me to stop digging.
I didn't, not right away.
I found this yesterday.
This is a real Folsom arrowhead.
Uh, Dr. Reynolds must have brought it in
without my knowledge and...
chipped off the piece and buried it for me to find.
He's seeding the site.
Why?
'Cause he's a fraud.
You said he's been trying to prove his theory
for decades.
Maybe when he realized he couldn't make history...
he decided to manufacture it.
Flintknapping is a delicate process.
Only a handful of people could flake a Folsom arrow
for seeds.
I'm willing to bet Dr. Reynolds is one of them.
You said those boys worked here.
They never thought he'd come back that night.
They had no idea they were unraveling Dr. Reynolds' plan.
Men like Dr. Reynolds...
they only care about one thing...
legacy.
He has made his reputation
by coming to places like this...
And taking whatever he needed...
from us...
and from our dead.
And no one is allowed to take a thing from him...
Not George Bowlegs...
Ernesto Cata...
not even you.
But wait.
I was with Dr. Reynolds
at a conference in Flagstaff that night.
We even had breakfast the next morning.
Flagstaff is four hours from here, round trip.
Plenty of time to get down and back
without anyone knowing he's gone.
This his?
Mine, but he has one just like it.
Oh, my God.
Where are you staying?
May Lake Motel in Scarborough.
Dr. Reynolds staying there, too?
He checked out yesterday.
Go there. Pack quickly.
Drive straight to Scarborough PD.
Chief Sena will take your statement there,
keep you safe until we find him.
Let's go.
- Reynolds is long gone by now. - He's not gone.
He's wounded.
George is the only witness to his crime.
Reynolds needs him dead. - It'll be nightfall soon.
Both of them'll have to hole up till dawn.
Yep, and we'll be waiting for 'em,
'cause we know something that Dr. Reynolds
doesn't know we know.
Where George'll be at 11:07 tomorrow morning.
- Along with Dr. Reynolds. - Mm-hmm.
Train leaves tomorrow morning at 11:07 a.m.
There'll be a crowd waiting to board.
Make it harder to see George but easier for us to blend in.
Yeah, it's important to keep a low profile.
This, uh, guy Reynolds so much as smells a cop,
and he'll run-- same with the kid.
So, if you see him, get on your radio fast, yeah?
Yeah.
Anything else, Lieutenant?
Let's bring George home safe.
Do you have a minute, Agent Washington?
Yeah, of course.
In private?
Does my office work?
Hey.
You were right.
About what?
I tried my best to be a good person...
a good mother, wife.
When my son died...
losing a child like that, it tested me.
When I found out BJ Vines
was responsible for my son's death,
I wanted him punished.
I did.
But men like BJ Vines are never punished.
They come into our communities,
and they take, and they take, and they take.
Surviving that kind of theft leaves a hole in your spirit.
And in that darkness, I found myself consumed
with violent thoughts of revenge.
But I choose not to live in that dark place.
And my traditional ceremonies have helped me heal.
When you found Vines' body...
I started reliving the loss of my son all over again.
At first, I blamed you, but I realized it's not you.
You are not the one...
keeping the ghost alive in my home.
The trauma of my son's death has consumed my husband.
It's taken all the room in his heart for me...
And the memory of our son
and our life together.
It's left me alone.
I blame him for that...
for his weakness.
I hope one day I can forgive him.
But until that day...
I walk alone.
Your husband wasn't with you
the night BJ Vines was murdered, was he?
Yes, he was.
He was with me all night.
♪ Crossroads
♪ Seem to come and go
♪ Yeah
♪ The gypsy flies from coast to coast ♪
Emma.
- How's your work? - It's fine.
What's all this in the back?
I'm going to my sister's in Fillmore.
For how long?
♪ But back home he'll always run ♪
Hey.
♪ To sweet Melissa ♪
Stop.
♪ No one hears his lonely sighs ♪
Just talk to me.
Please stop.
♪ Lord, in his deepest dreams, the gypsy flies ♪
♪ With sweet Melissa
♪ Mm-hmm ♪
I could've swore my door was closed for a reason.
I'm out.
Mm, your little girlfriend getting to you?
What, you think I don't know everything goes on around here?
No, the minute Spenser said
that he felt like he was being watched,
I knew it was Manuelito.
But you--
You're not fool enough to be drinking her Kool-Aid,
are you, Ivan?
You told me all I had to do was look the other way
and let the tankers go.
- Mm-hmm. - And I did that.
The past year, I've been doing that.
But she won't.
And nothing better happen to her because she don't.
Now, you see, that right there, that's the--
that's the reason I chose you for this--
'cause you're the loyal type.
But, son, don't--don't confuse where your loyalties lie,
you know?
Because it--
You know, with Budge...
There's no out.
♪ Hangman, hangman
♪ Hold it a little while ♪
♪ I think I see my friends coming ♪
Hey.
♪ Riding a many mile ♪
♪ Hangman, hangman ♪
♪ Hold it a little while ♪
♪ I think I see my brother coming ♪
♪ Riding a many mile ♪
♪ Brother, did you get me some silver? ♪
♪ Did you get a little gold? ♪
♪ What did you bring me, my brother ♪
♪ To keep me from the gallows pole? ♪
♪ Brother, I brought you some silver, yeah ♪
♪ I brought a little gold ♪
♪ I brought a little of everything ♪
♪ To keep you from the gallows pole ♪
♪ Yes, I brought you ♪
♪ To keep you from the gallows pole ♪
♪ Hangman, hangman
♪ Turn your head awhile ♪
♪ I think I see my sister coming ♪
♪ Riding a many mile
♪ Mile, mile, mile ♪
Where is everybody?
Relax. We got 'em, Bern.
I'll call the local cops, get us some backup.
What?
Reynolds is gonna want to grab George
before he gets on the train,
so be ready.
I'm going to enjoy this.
I came here to tell you something, Lieutenant.
I know what you did.
Gotta make sure that none of this falls on me.
Stop! Navajo Police!