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You should eat something, Dr. Shannon.

I know this is a Neolithic campsite.

Everything indicates it.

Even the Indians here on the reservation believe it.

But nothing.

Not a tool or an ornament.

Not even an animal bone.

You know, you could be wrong about this site.

Maybe we should try somewhere else. You were hired to handle construction and

excavation, Mandel. Not as my advice.

Good, George. Good to see you.

Been a long time, Washington.

So, Sam told you about what happened, didn't he?

Yeah, he did.

What have you come up with out here, George?

Nothing much. Got conflicting stories.

Some people say they saw it like Jeeps, pickup trucks, maybe two, twelve.

It happened fast, Washington.

Nobody saw much.

They're all running for their lives.

The only thing everyone agrees on is the guys that did it were all wearing war

paint.

Any idea who could have done this?

Tell you right now, it wasn't anybody from the Reds.

Black Fox is right.

We know these people, and we know them all.

Everyone's been real supportive of this dig.

Yeah, very supportive.

Especially, uh, Sam. He's been very supportive.

Very? Meaning what?

Meaning, uh, Dr. Nora Shannon. She's the archaeologist in charge of the dig.

Remember the time when Sam fell in love with, uh, Sarah Brightpath? Remember

that? Yeah, I sure do.

Yeah. Well, this thing he's got for the doc is, uh, much worse. Much worse than

that. Black Fox, you talk too much.

Hey, I'm just talking the truth.

Well, Sam, do you mind if I talk to Dr. Shannon about what happened out here?

Not at all. In fact, I've been wanting you to meet her.

Nora.

Hi, Sam.

Well, Cordell Walker, I presume.

Dr. Shannon?

Sam's told me all about you.

Eighty percent of which I couldn't believe it was so fantastic.

The remainder was... Simply incredible.

Well, Sam has a tendency to exaggerate.

Let's break for dinner.

Join us?

Sure.

Most evidence we have for the prehistoric hunting people I'm looking

been uncovered much farther north.

But I believe they were indigenous to this area before moving east and

well, the Cherokee, Creek, Chippewa, the great southeastern tribes.

You seem to know a lot about...

Native American history, Dr. O'Shaughnessy.

My passion.

But you're here to help investigate this incident, not listen to me run on about

anthropology. What's to investigate?

I mean, you got a half dozen reservation Indians who got all liquored up and

decided to pay us white eyes back for all their problems.

That's all.

What do you think, Dr. Shannon?

I think they were men with paint on their faces. That's all I'm certain

Despite Mr.

Mandel's belief.

And one other thing.

What's that?

Whoever they are, they're not scaring me off.

In the eyes of a ranger, the unsuspecting stranger had better know

of wrong from right.

Cause the eyes of the ranger are upon you.

Any wrong you do, he's gonna see.

When you're in Texas, look behind you.

Cause that's where the ranger's gonna be.

Jack Mandel.

Check first Oklahoma and Texas, then run him through the national files.

Any concrete reason why we're aiming at Mr. Mandel, or is this strictly in the

Cherokee hunch department?

Just a hunch.

All right, I've been wrong too many times to make corrects about your

intuition, so I'll run him down. If he's a bad boy, I'll find out.

Okay, great.

Keep your powder dry.

You bet.

Biote, is this the woman you choose for your wife?

Great Spirit, it is.

Woman, is this the man you choose for your husband?

Great Spirit, it is.

You don't seem to be too happy about their relationship.

Well, Doc, she's all right. It's just that, well, you know Sam. You know how

is. He's falling real hard.

Gosh, I should see our buddy get hurt, that's all.

Yeah, I'd hate to see that, too.

Congratulate me, guys.

I did it.

Did what?

I asked Nora to marry me.

What?

What did she say?

Nothing. I mean, I kind of just sprung it on her. I didn't want her to rush

a decision, so I told her to sleep on it.

She's gonna give me the answer in the morning.

But I just know it's gonna be yes.

No. Do you need more time to think about it?

No.

And neither do you.

Come on.

Let's forget it.

Carry on the way we have.

Forget that I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

Well, tell me how and I'll give it a try.

Nora, we need to talk about that.

Sam, we had fun.

Please don't ruin it now.

Ruin it?

I don't understand.

Then I'll make it crystal clear.

My career will not take the threat of a marriage, not to you, not to anybody.

Once I leave here, I leave everything behind.

Come on, Sam.

Let's talk.

How bad is it, Sam?

Bad as it gets.

I have never, ever felt this way before.

I'm not naive.

She said that she was in love with me.

She did.

I'm sure she did.

The first day I saw her, I knew.

She came to the tribal council, asked for permission to dig.

She was so beautiful.

I didn't think she would ever look at me twice, but she did.

And I knew, I knew right then and there that she was the one, the only one.

But I should have known better, right?

I mean, how could I have been so stupid?

You're not stupid then.

Love is never stupid.

But sometimes it's just not meant to be.

Maybe if I just went and saw her one more time. Maybe if we just talked one

time. I don't think that's a good idea.

But if Shelly knew how I felt... Why don't you just listen to our show, Sam?

Sam, there's nothing worse than a broken heart.

And only time helps ease the pain.

Believe me, I know.

But I don't know, Washoe.

And I don't want to lose her.

So, what can we do, Washoe?

Not much we can do, George.

Except be there when he needs us.

I've had enough time to study the core samples and the geological surveys, and

the tribe has no idea we've found enough oil on the reservation to drown the

entire southwest.

Yeah?

That's all well and good, Mandel. But what about this Dr. Shannon?

As long as she's there, we can't touch a thing.

And so far, your efforts to get her to quit haven't been very successful, have

they?

She's a tough woman to scare, Mr. Corman.

Well, what are you going to do, Mandel?

Don't worry about it.

I'll think of something.

How you doing, Sam?

Did you get any sleep last night?

Too much going on in my head.

And heart.

So where's Walker?

He's having breakfast with Judge Five Kills.

Breakfast? Now, you know what, Sam? That sounds like a dang good idea.

What do you say we mosey on over to Kate Broke Shoulders and pile on a stack of

hotcakes? What do you say, huh?

Well, good morning, Officer Coyote, sir!

She didn't even look at me.

Forget about it, Sam. Just let it fall.

I know all the reasons why I should.

But I can't.

Hello, Nora.

You're going to insist on making a scene, aren't you?

No, I...

Don't want to see you. I just want to talk to you.

Everything was said yesterday.

Can't we at least try to be friendly with each other? I mean, why do we have

be enemies?

Because, Sam, it's all you understand.

Well, Crazy Horse just don't quite get the message, I guess.

Stay out of this, Garson.

Yeah, Garson.

Some Indians who just don't know their place.

Ain't that the truth, Webb?

We know our place with a lady boy.

It's because you had a little taste, right?

Now you want the whole package.

No!

Hey, that's enough! That's enough!

That's enough!

So that's how it's gonna be, huh?

What's going on here?

You're insane.

You're really insane.

That's right, crazy horse.

It's clear the lady don't want no part of your kind.

Ah, that's enough, Officer Coyote.

Gentlemen, Dr.

Shannon, I suggest we all retire to the tribal council chamber and have

ourselves a little talk.

Well, after hearing both sides tell their stories and from what I observed

personally, this is my ruling.

You boys will donate $20 each to the Orphan Fund for disturbing the peace.

And Sam, you'll donate $50 for throwing the first punch, although I can

understand the provocation.

Now, George, there'll be no fine for you since you tried to stop it and then

acted in self -defense.

Now, Dr. Shannon, if there's any more trouble from any of your employees, I'll

be forced to withdraw your license to dig on reservation land.

There will be no more trouble, Judge Fivekill, if you can restrain Officer

Coyote from forcing his attentions on me.

Forcing my attentions? Your Honor... If Officer Coyote knows what's good for

him, he will stay clear.

Ma 'am.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Now, you listen good, Coyote.

If you lose your head again over this woman,

You lose your job with it.

Now, what's going on with this investigation about that raid on the

leads?

No, none yet.

Seems like an isolated incident.

Well, let's hope so.

The salt is perfection itself.

Mmm, the clams have opened up and about to slide in the pasta. Hope you and Sam

are hungry.

Well, I'm starving. Good.

You know what, Joe?

I'm thinking about starting my own TV cooking show.

Really? Yeah.

I'm going to call it Black Fox, the Cherokee Gourmet.

Yeah. Well, you know, naturally, I'm going to have like a live studio

to applaud after I finish up a lovely dish and then I present it with hookah

hay. Well, George, I don't think saying it's a good day to die is a great idea

when you're serving food.

I'm going to see what you mean.

Hey, Sam.

Hey, Coyote, where do you think you're going? I'm about to serve with the

linguine and clams.

I'm not very hungry.

I'm going to drive out to Bitterwater and have a talk with White Eagle.

Good idea, Sam.

Think White Eagle can help him?

She won't hurt anything.

No hope today?

No hope. game.

What are you doing here?

The murder weapon?

Yeah, multiple stab wounds.

Yeah, and we both know who killed her, don't we?

Nobody asked you, Mandel.

Does he have an alibi?

Yeah, it says he and his buddies, they were playing poker last night.

I don't like this war show.

This looks like the knife Sam keeps in the jeep.

He didn't come home last night.

Well, maybe he's out there with White Eagle.

Let's go see if he's come back. All right.

Hey, fellas.

What's up?

When did you get back?

A few minutes ago.

Did you see White Eagle?

No, he wasn't there.

But I stayed out there all night anyway.

Under the stars.

Thought all for what it was.

Had a chat with the Great Spirit.

And everything's gonna be...

Something wrong?

What's your knife, Sam?

I don't know.

Guess I lost it out in the boonies.

Is this your knife, Sam?

That's mine, man. What's the blood all about?

Dan, Nora was killed last night.

I didn't do it. I just couldn't do that.

We don't think you killed her, Sam.

No, we don't.

We've got to find out who did.

Sam Coyote, sir.

He's your man.

These boys will tell you he was all bent out of shape at the lady for dumping

him. Well, he sucker -punched me when I was just trying to cool him down. Yeah,

that's right. Sam Coyote.

He's crazy about her. And she dumped him. And we all saw it.

Run this guy down.

He's the only one with any reason to kill Dr. Shannon.

Sam Coyote, reservation cop.

All right, Mr. Mandel, you made your case.

He's trying to help.

We'll check it out.

Yeah, Mr. Corman?

Mandel.

Yeah, right. That's why I'm calling.

Everything's on track.

Yeah, I'd contact the tribe about those leases right away.

Okay.

We got a problem, don't we?

Yeah, we do.

Sam has motive and opportunity, but no alibi.

Exactly.

We may believe him, but I doubt if a jury will.

Especially a white jury.

No offense, Washoe, but Dr. Shannon was a big -time white woman, and, well,

Sam's a low -rent Cherokee cop. Who are they going to believe, right?

That's why you're going to have to arrest them.

What are you talking about?

Well, only the reservation police and the FBI can make an arrest on the

reservation. And if the FBI arrests them?

They're going to take them off the reservation for trial.

Senator Coyote, you have the right to remain silent.

Hey. If you give up that right, anything you say can and will be used against

you in a court of law. Now, you have the right for an attorney.

If you can't afford one, one will be appointed to you by the court. You

understand these rights, Sam?

Of course I do, but why?

Good, come on down here, because you're under arrest for the murder of Nora

Shannon.

Sam's already been arrested.

The hard way.

He didn't kill Dr. Shannon.

Well, you'll have about 72 hours to prove it.

By then, I'll be able to get a court order remanding Mr. Coyote here to FBI

custody.

Is this the woman you choose for your wife?

Great spirit, it is.

Woman, is this the man you choose for your husband?

Great spirit, it is.

Then be joined as man and wife.

It is not for human beings to be alone.

Replenish the earth with your love, my children.

Aho!

You okay, Sam?

No, Washo.

I'm not okay.

I, uh... I don't understand it.

Why would they want to kill her? Why?

I don't know.

Washo, I just can't stay inside here and do nothing while this killer is out

there still.

I am a cop.

Go get the guy that killed Nora.

What's to investigate?

I mean, you got a half dozen reservation Indians who got all liquored up and

decided to pay us white eyes back for all their problems.

Yeah, and we both know who killed her, don't we?

Dispatcher, this is Walker.

Patch me into Ranger headquarters.

I don't have it all yet, Walker.

What have you got?

All right, Jack Mandel owns a business in Seton, Texas. It's a small town just

outside of the Oklahoma border.

He also owns a police record.

He's got assault, extortion, second -degree murder, released lack of

What kind of business?

Mandel Drilling and Mining Equipment.

Is that important?

Well, it could be.

Trevette, I want you to run a check on applications for oil or mineral leases

the reservation in the last 48 hours.

And where will you be?

Seton, Texas.

All right.

I'll get that information to you as fast as I can dig it up. Then we'll talk

about backup.

You got it.

The federal government created reservations, the Bureau of Indian

judges like myself to administer the law here.

But when it comes to a high -profile case like this one...

The FBI come charging onto the reservation and want to take control.

Look, Judge Fivekills, I understand your anger and frustration, but... You don't

understand a damn thing, son.

The prisoner, Samuel Coyote, is hereby remanded to the custody of this court

bound over for trial before a jury of his peers.

I'm sorry, Judge, but when it comes to legal hardball...

I'm afraid I carry the bigger stick.

He's right, you know.

This is only a delaying action.

He'll be back with a federal writ by tomorrow afternoon.

It's all up to Washoe now.

Patch him through.

Hey, Parker.

What'd you find out?

Plenty. I got a big -time outfit called Silver Ridge Oil and Mineral. They just

purchased a lease to search for oil on the land where Norris Shannon's

archaeological site was located.

Quite a coincidence.

Yes, it is.

Got something else for you. I checked out Jack Mandel's accounts with the

tax board.

He's been on the payroll of Silver Ridge Oil two times in the past three years.

Who's the head of Silver Ridge Oil?

A guy named Dick Corman.

I checked him out already, too.

Nothing criminal, but he's had his share of unfair business practice charges.

Anything else?

Yeah, I'm on my way to Seton, Texas to back you up.

Not yet, Trevette. I need you to keep digging.

How deep?

Well, if you could find a paper trail that links Corman and Mandale to

conspiracy and murder, that would help.

Oh, is that all?

Well, if anyone can do it, you can.

Okay, well, if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to digging.

Please stay in touch. Okay.

What's he want here?

Have you found something out?

I wish he hadn't. You do nothing unless I say so. You got that?

Well, fancy seeing you here, Walker.

We need to talk, Mandel.

Alone.

I got no secrets from them.

What you want to talk about?

How about your connection to Silver Ridge Oil?

Do a lot of consulting.

Did you consult them to take out a lease on reservation land?

Exactly where Dr. Shannon was killed?

You're going to have to prove that, Walker.

I'm going to prove it, Mandel.

I'm going to prove that you're the one that killed Dr. Shannon.

And I'm going to prove that Dick Corman is involved.

And when I start squeezing him, he's going to give you up faster than you can

say plea bargain.

Good argument.

You just talked yourself into dying.

Take him out.

What now?

We'll take them on a little trip to the Badlands.

Walker,

this is Trev.

Walker, come in.

Get air. Walker, come in.

What are we supposed to do about that?

Nothing. Just remember what I told you. Take them way out on 152 East and make

it look like an accident.

You got it, Mandel.

Hey, Officer Black Fox, this is Trevette Walker's partner. Have you heard

anything from him in the past few hours?

No, Ranger. Trevette Walker hasn't called here. Is there a problem? I've

trying to contact him.

Last time we touched base, he said he was heading to Seton, Texas to check on

Jack Mandel.

I'm heading there right now.

I don't like the sound of this.

It's not like Walker would leave his partner hanging.

Well, I'll tell you what. I'll go ahead and drive down to Seton myself.

I'll meet you there.

All right. I appreciate it.

Coyote and Fox.

No. Coyote and Fox. When we were kids all the way till now, Coyote and Fox

always did it together.

Not this time, Sam, okay? I can't. So don't even ask me.

Coyote and Fox, George, and one other, Washoe, Cordell Walker. He could be in

trouble, and you want to leave me behind?

All right, boy.

As much as I'd like to, I can't be privy to what's going to happen here because

I'm an officer of the court.

The Great Spirit go with you. Thank you.

Cover your back.

Both of them.

Thank you.

Where's he going?

Darling, come on, let's go!

Where are you going?

I wonder what's keeping them. They should have been here a half hour ago.

You told them to take him way out.

It's Walker.

Get the guy.

All right, split up.

So who are these guys?

Don't know. FBI.

Yeah, but they're shooting at him. So we're shooting back.

There he is.

What's going on? Well, sir, we're just in the middle of a little gun battle,

that's all.

Where's Mark?

Haven't seen him.

Put your hands up and drop your gun.

And Dale,

stop.

You're a killer.

All right.

Let's go.

I'm glad to see you guys.

You okay, Washer?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Hey, I was calling you all the way out here. Why didn't you answer your radio?

Well, I was just a little bit tied up to it.

I'm tired of being stuck back there with a computer while you're having all the

fun, man.

Does it look like I was having fun?

Hmm?

Can't cut your tongue?

Well, Washoe, thanks to you, we got Sam back on the job.

And it's a very good possibility we'll have an oil strike on the reservation.

I hope so, Judge.

That money will be a good thing, especially for the kids.

George, good seeing you again.

Thanks for your help, Washoe.

Sam?

Why?

You gonna be okay?

Yeah, like you always say, time heals everything, brother.

Yeah, it does.

See you next time. Okay, bud.

Paper trail expertise.

That's what I'm cursed with.

Nobody as good as you at following the paper trail, Trevette.

Isn't that what you said?

Yep, you're the best. Well, I'm tired of it.

Man. You know what we need is a division of labor.

A division of labor? Yes, a division of labor.

Okay, okay.

Would it make you happy if I took a computer class?

You really would?

No.

You just said you would.

No, I said would it make you happy. That's not fair.

Well, no one said life was fair to them.

When you're in Texas, look behind

you.

Because that's where the Rangers.

going to be.