Original subtitles

I'm retiring, Bern.

Right.

You won't be happy until I'm back in uniform.

What if I make a mistake that gets you hurt?

It looks like a 16-year-old girl.

Billie Tsosie just ran away from Saint Catherine's.

She was seen at the trading post with a young Navajo guy.

Her cousin, Albert Gorman.

All I know, if she's with Albert, she's in trouble.

-Red House Diner. -Billie's there right now.

Navajo tribal police!

Welcome home.

[machine clicking and rattling]

[Connie Francis' "Who's Sorry Now" playing on radio]

♪ Who's sorry now

♪♪

♪ Who's sorry now ♪

Can I get another one of these?

No.

OK.

♪ Whose heart is aching for breaking ♪

What'd you think, we'd find him in a day?

It's been three, Billie.

-I'm tired. -I need to find him.

I don't know where else to look.

God damn it, Billie, I need to find him.

Y'all OK down here?

We're fine.

♪ Just like I cried ♪

♪ Over you ♪

♪♪

♪ Right to the end ♪

♪♪

♪ Just like a friend ♪

I thought you said you worked in insurance.

I do.

So what do you need that gun for?

It's none of your goddamn business what.

-Fine. -Go without me, then.

See how that goes.

♪♪

LA's a dangerous place, all right?

♪

♪ Now you must pay ♪

♪

The neighborhoods I got to go to for work,

they're, you know...

you got to watch yourself.

Ever since you got me out of that school,

all you said is you need my help finding Leroy.

But I need to know what's going on.

Look,

here's what I need from you... all I need from you.

Help me find him.

Leroy and me will go.

That's it.

Maybe I want to go with you.

Maybe you ain't invited.

So you're just going to send me back to that school?

Bullshit, Albert.

[car whirring]

-Get up. -Get up now.

Let's go.

[tense music]

Be quiet. Be quiet.

What's happening?

♪

It's going to be all right.

Just... just don't make a sound.

[doorbell jingles]

♪♪

Hello, Albert.

What are you doing here?

Sonny send you?

McNair?

Who?

-Please come with me. -Now.

I don't think so.

Can I get you a menu, shug?

No, thanks.

We don't plan to stay, do we, Albert?

Come with me.

I ain't going anywhere with you.

Yes, you are.

We're going for a drive.

Look, Leroy is not going to say anything, all right?

-Neither am I. -It's too late for that.

We'll take whoever's here with you.

Ain't nobody here with me.

That is not your milkshake, Albert.

-Come on. -[grunts]

[screams]

[gunshots]

♪

[gunshots]

[suspenseful music]

[gunshot]

♪

[gunshot] Shit.

[gunshots]

[doorbell jingles]

[grunts]

[gasps]

[groans]

-[gunshots] -[screams]

Go, go!

Drive! [gunshot]

Go, go, go! Go! [gunshots]

Go, go, go!

[gunshot]

Oh. Oh, shit.

Drive, Billie, drive!

I'm trying!

Oh, I'm shot.

[groans] Sorry, Billie.

Just hold on.

[moody guitar music]

♪

[suspenseful music]

♪

[electricity crackling]

[coins clattering]

♪

[camera shutter clicking]

[door creaking]

Guy who owned this place,

his name was Lucius.

He and his wife, Gladine.

Met him the first year on the job.

They called me out here

because a man had a heart attack in his bathroom.

Lucius was pretty spooked.

He'd never seen a dead body before.

Kept telling me he was afraid

he was going to get ghost sickness,

that the dead man's [speaking Diné]

would get trapped in his restaurant forever,

haunting him.

[scoffs] Even though he wasn't Diné.

I was spooked too, back then.

And I'd seen bodies before, but...

I had this badge for four goddamn years

before I saw my first murder.

Now it just feels like every day, there's...

♪

It's just hard having to hold it all.

I'm sorry I'm asking you to.

[sighs]

[pensive music]

♪

-Register's full. -Lock is still safe.

I got casings for a .38 and a 9 millimeter,

crossfire starting at the front entrance

and leading all the way out here.

Looks like someone tried to kill Gorman,

but got two innocents instead.

Both Gladine and Lucius took two rounds, center mass.

There's no way you could shoot like that

with all those bullets flying around unless you got training.

So a trained killer showed up at the Redhouse Diner

in Kayenta to off Gorman.

Maybe he pissed off the wrong guy in LA,

and they followed him here.

Yeah, well, you don't bust a girl out of a school

and then bring her to a diner

if you think someone's after you.

Well, whatever the case, we've got two problems.

First, we have a known criminal

with at least one gunshot wound

on the run with a 16-year-old girl.

And two, we got a possible trained killer

somewhere out there who, I'm guessing,

wants to finish the job.

I'll go and check the hospitals.

-No. Chee can do that. -I want you with me.

Well, it's Chee's case.

He should go with you.

OK.

Do you see this?

Yeah.

♪♪

[engine turns over]

♪♪

Shooter lost a lot of radiator fluid.

Couldn't have gone too far.

[tense music]

♪♪

[grunts]

He's run dry.

Lots of places to hide out here, though.

-Yeah, he's not hiding. -He's looking for Gorman.

You doing OK?

That was a bad scene back there.

When you were talking to Bern, it seemed like you were, uh...

Yeah, I'm...

I'm fine.

It's the job.

♪♪

[mellow music playing over radio]

Don't track mud in here now.

♪

How's your night been?

Oh, OK.

Nothing special.

Anyone come in here in the last hour

or so with a busted-up truck?

Hell, that's all we get is busted-up trucks.

This one would have been overheating.

The driver would have been in a hurry.

No, no overheated trucks.

But some lady came in about half an hour ago

and bought some coolant and proceeded

to muddy up my floors.

So a woman?

Oh, yeah.

Tall, blonde hair, pulled back real tight.

She talked kind of funny too.

-Funny how? -Like an accent?

No, just funny.

What was this woman driving?

She wasn't.

She hoofed it in here and hoofed it back out.

I figured she broke down somewhere,

and she wasn't too friendly, so I didn't ask.

Which way did she go?

Out.

-Thank you. -[doorbell jingles]

♪♪

You can put out an APB on a tall, blonde woman.

There are not too many of them out here.

[grunting]

[tense music]

♪♪

Chee, come in.

Are you there, Chee?

-Yeah. -Go for Chee.

♪♪

Bern checked in.

No Gorman in Scarborough General or county.

IHS?

She's heading there next.

♪

There was a woman at the trading post yesterday.

Tall, blonde.

Watched us from the window when we left.

Are you thinking that she's the one we're looking for?

In a world where there aren't too many tall, blonde women,

she just might be.

♪

Grab Bern and start checking the motels.

I'll take IHS.

The sooner we find them, the better.

♪

[crickets chirping]

-[speaking Diné] -Hi.

Helen, hi.

Joe.

Looking for a gunshot victim that

might have come through here... Albert Gorman.

We haven't had any of those.

How about a 16-year-old girl, Billie Tsosie,

St. Catherine's student?

What'd they do?

[soft dramatic music]

They got in some trouble.

I'd appreciate a call if either of them show.

Of course.

Let me know if anybody comes asking about them,

specifically a tall, blonde woman.

What's she got to do with it?

Uh, she might be involved.

How's Emma doing?

Why don't you call her and ask yourself?

-That's a good idea. -Thanks.

She signed a lease in Los Angeles.

She seems happy.

-I'm glad. -Thanks, Helen.

[dramatic operatic music playing on radio]

♪♪

[operatic music builds]

♪♪

♪♪

[engine revving]

[sighs]

Why did you do that back at the diner?

Do what?

Joe asked you to go with him, and you told him to take me.

Well, it's your case.

-[clears throat] -What were you talking about

outside before I came out?

Nothing.

I'm sorry.

I don't know.

Something just feels weird, and I can't figure it out.

When Emma left, he started taking time off.

But he was still him.

These last couple of days, something's...

I don't know. Something's going on.

He seems the same to me.

[pensive music]

This is OK, right?

Us working together?

Of course.

It's not weird?

It's a little weird,

spending all this time together.

[chuckles]

I don't know.

I guess we have to get used to it.

[groaning]

[yells]

We gotta go to a hospital.

No! No.

No hospitals.

[speaking Diné], then.

Maybe the old woman who takes care of his goat,

she can get you medicine.

[car squeals]

Stay here.

[suspenseful music]

♪♪

Shit.

Little Joe, is it sure enough true

we're going to have bird's nest for dinner

at Jimmy Chang's birthday party?

That's what Adam told us.

[doorbell jingling]

I'm not sure I'm gonna like that.

$10 for the night, 3 for an hour.

-[softly] I got 6 bucks. -We could get two.

[chuckles]

Sorry about that. Obviously just a joke.

Are y'all looking for a room or a reason to ruin my night?

We're looking for a Navajo male, 22,

red two-tone car with California plates.

And he's traveling with her.

Well, unless you got a warrant,

yeah, it would be unethical for me to divulge

the personal information of our esteemed clientele.

Yeah, I don't think you want us poking around on our own.

She's 16.

[scoffs]

Protective organization composed of

civilized borders going on,

particularly the California gold mine.

♪♪

[knocking]

-Navajo Tribal Police. -Open up.

[dramatic music]

Open the door!

♪♪

[breathing heavily]

[groaning]

Just hang on, Albert.

[grunting]

♪♪

Hey! Hey, wake up.

Wake up!

Albert, wake up!

[groans]

She's gonna... she's gonna...

What?

She's gonna what?

She's gonna find us.

Shit!

[indistinct chatter]

[suspenseful music]

[tires screech]

♪♪

[groans]

♪♪

I'll be right back.

I'll be right back.

♪♪

Yeah, we're here for our appointment with Dr. Gilbert.

♪♪

[indistinct chatter]

[tense musical sting]

Oh, honey.

Can I help you?

I... I was visiting [speaking Diné] just now,

and something happened.

Oh, [speaking Diné].

Do you need a bathroom?

Please.

I can take you.

You can... you can just tell me where it is.

You must be busy.

-Oh, don't worry about it. -I have plenty of time.

[speaking Diné]

Good morning.

He knows something is going on.

-Did you get your coffee yet? -I made it strong.

He thinks you're acting strange.

We should just tell him and get it over with.

I'll tell him.

When?

When I'm ready.

Joe.

There are lot of pieces to this, Bern.

I don't want the whole office knowing I'm leaving yet.

Well, I'm not saying we have to tell everyone, just Chee.

There is an old Indian proverb.

It's not a secret if three people know.

Actually, it's Gaelic, but I stole it.

The longer we wait to tell him,

the more it's going to hurt when he finds out.

[soft dramatic music]

♪♪

This is a big job I'm asking you to do, Bern...

long hours, lots of stress, lots of responsibility.

It's hard on relationships. I don't know...

Yeah, well, it's harder if you have to lie.

Look,

as a favor to me, I am asking you to keep this to yourself

until I am ready to share it.

That's all. All right?

I'm not asking you to lie.

It feels like you are.

This is the job, Bern.

♪♪

[phone rings]

Navajo Tribal Police.

Be right there. Thanks.

-[knocking] -Yeah?

Billy Tsosie just showed up at IHS.

[tires screeching]

That's the car.

Helen say anything about Gorman?

Just Billie.

Said she's been stealing meds, probably to take back to him.

[tense music]

♪♪

[bird cawing]

♪♪

-Shit. -Chee, go around back.

-Yeah. -Billie!

[suspenseful music]

♪♪

Billie!

♪♪

[grunting]

[panting]

[groans]

[tense music]

Ah, shit.

♪♪

[grunts] Come on, Billie.

♪♪

[whimpers]

She's out the window!

♪♪

[grunts]

[speaking Diné]

[grumbles]

[door bangs]

[speaking Diné]

[yelps]

Shit.

Hey!

Billie.

Hey! Let me go.

-Hey, hey, hey. -Billie, Billie.

Let me go!

Calm down.

-Sorry, Billie. -[engine turns over]

-He's in the car! -He's gonna die!

[tires squealing]

Albert! Albert!

Stay right there.

♪♪

[engines grinding]

What's happening?

I don't know.

[panting]

♪♪

-Hey, got it. -All right.

Shit.

Bigman will be here in half an hour

with new ignition coil wires.

All right.

When she's finished, find out if Billie knows

where Gorman is headed.

I'm going to put out an APB.

You know, I've been thinking about what you said earlier

about how now that you're back at work,

we're spending more time together.

Well, I wasn't saying it was a bad thing.

No, I know.

It's just, we have to get used to it.

Yeah.

[phone ringing]

Why don't you move in with me?

I'm serious.

I know I haven't always been...

Well, I heard you that night down at the border.

I know you need more from me.

I just want to...

I want you to know that I...

[soft music]

How much I care about you.

Sometimes it's hard for me

to say how I feel.

So I want you to know

that I'm in this all the way, whatever happens.

♪♪

So you think we should move in together?

Yeah, I do.

Chee...

I know this is weird,

and you don't have to answer right now.

But I've been thinking about it.

I think it's a good idea.

She's ready to go.

How you doing?

Did you find him?

Well, we were hoping that you could help us.

He said she'd find us.

That's why he didn't want to come.

And now she's after him.

[ominous music]

♪♪

There's still a lot we don't know, OK?

We have time to figure it all out.

But right now,

we need to find your cousin.

I told you, I don't know.

♪♪

Billie, you two are family.

If he was hurt or scared,

where would he go?

Hm?

[suspenseful music]

♪♪

Check for tracks.

♪♪

We got a blood trail.

Just us and this car.

Doesn't mean she's not here.

Chee, go around this way.

♪♪

[wind whooshing]

Got no smoke.

♪♪

Hole on the north side.

[speaking Diné]

Damn it.

Navajo Tribal Police.

Is anyone in there?

Ashie Begay's traditional.

If Gorman was bleeding out, he wouldn't let him die in there.

-Maybe it happened too fast. -Yeah.

♪♪

-Someone's in there. -They ain't moving.

Chee, wait.

It's a death hogan.

It's fine. It's the job.

[grunting]

[flies buzzing]

[tense music]

♪♪

What do you got, Chee?

♪♪

[exhales]

It's Gorman.

[ominous music]

[low chanting]

♪♪

[muffled shouting and grunting]

♪♪

[frenzied singing]

♪♪

This is Lieutenant Leaphorn. Who's this?

You know who it is.

[Camera shutter clicks]

Two rounds at center mass, point blank range.

-[Gunshots] -[Groans]

-What did Albert want? -My cousin Leroy.

There's something I have to tell you.

Woman: I decide who's safe and who's not.

Do you copy? Joe, please answer me.

Woman: Be careful. I'll have to come for you.

♪

[pensive guitar music]

♪♪