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[MAN CHANTING]

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

[CHANTING STOPS]

[CHANTING RESUMES]

[PANTING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[MEN CHANTING
TO TRIBAL DRUMS]

Grandfather?

[CHANTING CONTINUES]

[WHIMPERS]

Stop it!

[WHIMPERING]

Grandfather?

[♪]

NARRATOR:
He was brought across in 1228.

Preyed on humans
for their blood.

Now, he wants
to be mortal again...

to repay society
for his sins...

to emerge from
his world of darkness...

from his endless forever night.

[GROWLS]

WOMAN:
We're standing in front

of the corporate offices
of Robinson Developers,

where a group
of demonstrators has gathered

to protest plans to build the
world's largest shopping mall

on a tract of land
just north of Toronto.

The rightful ownership
of this land

has become the focus in
a bitter and escalating debate

with emotions running high
on both sides.

[CROWD CHEERING]

Wooo!

WOMAN:
And where do you stand on this issue?

MAN:
The Mississauga Indians' claim to this land is valid.

But that hasn't
been proven yet.

It will be. And when
it is, you'll see

that they have every right to
be partners in this megamall.

It's not like they're trying
to stop the project.

I think the big problem
in all of this...

is Robinson and his greed.

[PHONE RINGING]

Well, believe me, there's
a lot of people out there

who won't wanna
patronize this mall

until the land claim issue
has been settled.

Yeah.

Right.

That's the story so far...

Okay, I'm on it, captain.

I'll catch up with him there.

[CAMERA CLICKING]

Friend found him
about an hour ago.

His name's
Gary Blackwing.

He's involved in the Mississauga
tribal land claim.

The Robinson megamall case?

He was their main advocate.

NATALIE:
Nick?

I'm thinking this is a clue.

Throat slit, knife missing
from matched set.

It's made of obsidian.
Volcanic glass.

It's very sharp
and very, very brittle.

If one like this
was used on him

it might have left
shards in the wound.

[GRUNTS]

What?

Uh...nothing.

I-I think it was just
a static charge.

What is it? A raven?

Yeah.

The power animal
of the medicine man.

Iktomi, the trickster bird,

was a very popular icon
in Native culture.

He stole the sun from his uncle
and gave it to the world.

Sixth grade.
Girl Guides.

Merit
badge in

Native American
cultures.

Let's talk to his friend.
Come on.

KNIGHT:
Mr. Nevins?

I'd like to ask what brought
you here at this time of night.

There's a hearing tomorrow.

I drove down from the reserve
to stay over with Gary.

I was late
coming in.

There's been a lot of press
about your tribe's land claim.

They wanna build the world's
biggest shopping mall

on our land, detective.

Lots of jobs there,
lots of revenue.

Lakotas have casinos,
Seminoles do bingo.

We got zilch:
turquoise and trinkets.

We just want to participate.
Our fair share.

No more
than that.

Our people need this.

Mr. Blackwing,

did he have
a lot of enemies?

You saw him.

Would you say that's
the work of a friend?

Was Mr. Blackwing

a medicine man,
Mr. Nevins?

Gary Blackwing did walk
the spirit plane,

but he was very much
of this earth in business

and in the interest
of his people.

Why do you think he was murdered
with a ritual raven knife?

Probably because it was sharp
and it was handy.

Robinson wanted to put up
a multimedia megamall

on land that wasn't his.

Gary had the original
surveyor's letter to prove it.

Where's the letter now?

He didn't say.
He didn't trust anybody.

Only said
he'd bring it.

You don't need to walk
among the spirits

to find his killer,
ma'am.

He's right here
on this earth.

[DOOR OPENS,
WOMAN GRUNTING]

I wanna see my grandfather!
Settle down. Take it easy.

Come on.
It's okay.

NEVINS:
Marian!

Marian. I was
gonna call you.

Jess,
where is he?

What are they
doing here?

I'm Detective Knight.
This is Detective Vetter.

Your grandfather's
been murdered.

[CAMERA CLICKING]

I knew that.

[GASPS]

[SCREAMS]

I'm so sorry.

Come have
a seat.

[♪]

I saw...

my grandfather die.

What did you see?

You're here, Marian,
and no one called you.

What brought you?

Somebody...

cut his throat.

I saw it
on the spirit walk, Jess.

Her grandfather was
keeper of the old ways

among my people.

He used to say that
Marian had his gift too.

She only had to
embrace it,

and it would blossom
within her.

I never felt anything.

But tonight?

I dreamed we were
in this place

I'd never been before.

It was like a forest.

It was like a real place,
but then again, not real.

The spirit walk.

[NATIVE DRUMS BEATING]

Uh. There was this
young Native man there.

He-- He was dressed
real traditional, like...

I don't know how, but...

he was my grandfather.

Somehow, I just knew.

That was Gary.

In the spirit walk,
we are young forever.

Good deal, huh?

What did he
tell you?

MARIAN:
Nothing.

He never spoke.

He tried to
give me something.

A warrior's lance?

Yeah.

The symbol of
his power.

MARIAN:
And then...

somebody cut his throat.

[GASPING]

This is a new one
on me.

Well, it's not
unheard of

in close relatives,
captain.

Some sort of powerful
psychic link.

It's not what you'd call
admissible, doctor.

Is it?

No.

No.

Well, maybe
you saw something

that could give us a clue
as to who it was.

There was nobody there.
It was just him and me.

Is there some kind of
ceremony she could do

to go back
to the spirit walk?

Maybe you could ask
your grandfather what happened.

I think
we should go now.

Thank you.

NEVINS:
Even now, you see with Gary Blackwing's eyes.

Aren't you?

What do you see?

Darkness.

He's surrounded
by it.

There's this light
that I sense

that's trying to break free
of the darkness,

but it can't.

That's part
of the power.

You can take
darkness away.

You can heal.

[SIGHS]

Look, I'm sorry this
is taking so long. I under--

She sees you with her
grandfather's vision, detective.

She says a great
darkness encases you.

It strangles
your spirit.

You're not married,
are you, detective?

No.

Couldn't be that then.

Whatever it is,
she can heal it.

I'm certain of it.

Good night, detective.

I think Marian's got
a little crush on you, Nick.

[SIGHS]
[GIGGLES]

[♪]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[MEN CHANTING TO
TRIBAL DRUMS]

[BIRD CRIES]

[CHANTING CONTINUES]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[GASPS]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[MOANS]

You're here.

Why?

What's happening to me?

To us?

I was hoping
you'd know.

Maybe we could
help each other.

Huh. I wanna help you.
I mean...

I feel like I can,

but I'm just not sure how.

[SIGHS]

They say that
a medicine man...

looks for heat to learn
where the trouble lies.

My grandfather could do it
with a single touch.

But you,
you're so cold.

I know where
my trouble lies.

The sun.

Shh. It can't harm you here.

It's all right.

This...

was my grandfather's gift.

The power to heal.

Let it heal you.

[MOANS]

KNIGHT:
I just feel better, okay?

I'd like to see you.

With what I charge
for house calls,

you'd be better off
to wait till dark.

I think it worked.

But I don't really know
what she did to me.

Well, if I were you,
I'd still stay out of the sun.

You don't believe me.

Let's just say that

I am really skeptical
about this whole thing, Nick.

I have studied you
every which way from Sunday,

and if there's anything
I do know,

it's that your condition is not
a metaphysical disorder.

I wish you could feel
what it feels like.

It's like I've been freed.

Like the past has been erased.

That easy, huh?

[GROANS]

Nick, you okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine.

Look, Nat,
all I'm saying is...

I don't know what,
but something's changed.

Something's definitely changed.

[♪]

Look, the settlement money
is guaranteed.

Screw the settlement.
That's our land.

We're entitled.

Gary Blackwing speaks
to his granddaughter.

She'll find the letter.

[CHUCKLES]

He speaks to her?
Heh. Don't tell me.

From beyond the grave,
from the spirit plane.

Be careful of
how you mock

what you don't believe,
Little Cloud.

Even now, Blackwing
watches and hears.

WOMAN:
Well, Mr. Buckwater,

you've had sufficient time

to take your case
to the press apparently,

but not prepare
for this hearing?

BUCKWATER:
Your Honor...

[CHUCKLES]

...our proof rests in an
original surveyor's letter

showing Mississauga titles
on land not covered

in the treaties.

NEVINS:
But, Your Honor,

that letter was in the
possession of Gary Blackwing,

a tribal elder and a friend

who was killed
tragically last night.

I don't doubt
that he was murdered

because of his stand
against this injustice.

As tragic as
Mr. Blackwing's death is,

I have no patience for
unsupported allegations, sir.

Plaintiff is ordered
to produce evidence

to substantiate your claim
by 9 a.m. Friday,

or litigation will be
summarily dismissed.

One week, gentlemen.
No more.

MARIAN:
Your Honor,

may I be recognized?

You are not a signed party
to this dispute, Miss Blackwing.

But Gary Blackwing was.

MARIAN:
Your Honor,

I speak
for my grandfather now.

His cause is my cause,

and I wish to take his place
in this dispute.

Very well.

Not at all.

KNIGHT:
I don't feel guilty. That's what it is.

For the first time in my life
I don't feel guilty.

Really?

So how much
does it cost

to get your soul dry-cleaned
these days?

Maybe I'll send
mine out too.

I'm sorry, I just think
you're the victim

of the placebo effect.

So I just feel better
because I want to feel better?

Is that what you're saying?
Exactly.

What about the visions?

I don't know.

Maybe byproducts
of sleep deprivation.

Vivid daydreaming.

Basically, you need
to get more sleep.

You've a scientific explanation
for everything, don't you?

Even if you don't believe it.

I don't mean to burst your
morning-after bubble,

but you still don't tan,
you boil.

And you had three pints
of donated plasma this morning

for breakfast.

You are still a vampire.

But I don't feel like one.

Maybe that's
progress enough.

MARIAN:
It's one of mine.

Oh.

Come on in. Just don't
touch anything.

I'm-- I'm going over my work
to see if I missed anything.

I never even showed him my art.

Thought he'd
be disappointed.

Why?

It's really good.

[CHUCKLES]

It's more of his attitude
towards me.

The fact that I left the res
and his way of life.

Hm.

Well, he sure parked it

where everyone could see it.
Ha-ha!

[CHUCKLES]

Must have got it from a dealer.

Look, detective...

I've been thinking about
what you were saying

about using this power
that I seem to have inherited.

I think I need to try--

Try to finish
what my grandfather started,

even though I'm not even sure
where to just yet.

Well, once we get clearance,

we can start going through
his things.

Never gonna get
through this in a week.

Thanks a lot...

[SPEAKS NATIVE LANGUAGE]

Is he here?

[CHUCKLES]

I wish. Heh.

Ever.

You know, if he expected me
to finish this stuff,

he should have left a clue
where to start.

How old were you when
you left the reserve?

Seventeen.

I started working

and putting myself
through art school.

I never looked back.

And it was hard...

but it was the right thing
to do.

Look at it this way:

I'm probably
the only woman in town

with a master's degree
in fine arts,

and can skin a deer.

[LAUGHS]

[CHUCKLES]

You know, my whole
family's cops.

When I was a little kid,

I kind of thought
everyone was a cop.

So when I went to college

I tried premed,
prelaw, computers.

Anything but
another Officer Vetter.

But you know
what?

I am a good cop.

Sometimes I think
we're just meant to do

what we're meant to do.

Yeah.

I think I know what you mean.

[SIGHS]

VETTER:
Hello?

Anyone there?

[GASPS]

Jeez. Why do you
do that?

Because I can.

[SCOFFS]

You like what I've done
with the place?

Let's talk,
Mr. Concerned Citizen.

You saw me
on television.

Mm-hmm.

This was a side of you
I was not aware of.

Let's just say
I have a personal stake

in the proceedings.

I thought you
didn't get involved.

[SIGHS]

I know the Mississauga claim
is 100 percent valid.

You've seen
the proof?

The surveyor's letter.

You forget,
I've been around.

It was more than
200 years ago.

Queen Anne's campaign.

The French-Indian
wars?

And more.

On and off...

for 75 years.

You know me.
Love a good fight.

At least,
that's how I used to be.

[SIGHS]

Sometimes...

fighting for
a losing cause...

no matter how right it is,

can frustrate you,
wear you down.

So whose side
were you on?

[BLOWS]

Whoever was losing.

I fought with the Iroquois
against the French,

the Ojibwas
against the English.

We were running
in small bands.

Hit-and-run stuff.

Harassing their scouts.

Harassing?

Yeah, harassing.

Interrupting supply lines,
so to speak.

[SNARLS]

I was there...

when the Mississauga tribe

negotiated
the land settlement treaty

with the government
of Upper Canada.

We were on our way
to bring the treaty

back to the tribes...

[SIGHS]

and we were double-crossed,
ambushed.

The pact was stolen,
and all real proof

of the tribe's territorial
rights disappeared.

I searched for years...

after.

Never found it.

And somehow, it turned up.

Gary Blackwing found it.

[SIGHS]

Anyway, it's not
my fight anymore.

Never really was.

Well, in that case,

you might want to
light one of those

candles for
Gary Blackwing.

He was murdered
last night.

[BLOWS]

[TRIBAL DRUMS BEATING,
BIRDS CALLING]

[♪]

[LOON CALLING]

I helped you.

Help us now.

[PANTING]

[PHONE RINGING]

Don't get comfortable,
Nick.

You've got something?

Warm body. Twenty-sixth
precinct picked it up.

Go and take a look
at it, will you?

It's, uh...

Robertson's lawyer,
Timothy Wade.

Eye for an eye it looks like.

Hooker called it in.

Thought it was a guy
hanging around for a party.

When she leaned him
to chat him up...

[♪]

TRACY:
I can see it now: "Land Claims Battle Comes to Toronto."

Lawyers get murdered
all the time.

Doesn't mean it has to do
with the land dispute.

Unless someone didn't like what
happened to Gary Blackwing,

which is not
an unreasonable assumption.

You have a time
of death?

We still got
some temperature.

Maybe 8 p.m.,

give or take 30 minutes.

[SHUTTERS CLICKING,
PEOPLE CHATTERING]

REESE:
It's just an interview, Mr. Buckwater.

Don't you realize what
this will do to our case?

We don't stand
a chance in court

if the public
turns against us.

Public opinion will have no
bearing on the judge's decision,

and you know that.

And nobody is under arrest.

Now, look.

The sooner we get
your statement,

the sooner we all go home.

[YAWNS]

Always the same,
isn't it?

Crime is committed.

Round up
the usual suspects.

That lawyer didn't have
any white enemies?

[CHUCKLES]

We won't keep you long.

JESS:
It's good that Marian has someone

to share
her spirit with.

She's too much
of a loner.

I always
tell her that.

Yeah. Nick's the same.

He's a secretive guy.
Keeps to himself a lot.

Not anymore.

I can't quite put my finger
on it, but I feel good.

Oh, there's
something to it.

I helped you.

You help us now.

We can't let the press
make a big deal out of this.

Listen.

I know what you were talking
about the other night.

[♪]

I had a dream with
Timothy Wade in it.

I think I dreamed
his death.

You found the spirit walk again.

This was real.

I just couldn't see
who killed him.

You know, I still see
my grandfather dying.

He used to say that...

life turned into dreams...

and dreams into life.

That's what I'm most
afraid of.

TRACY:
Please tell me you had nothing to do with this.

Not my fight anymore.

I told you.

And you'll stay out of it?

Absolutely.

How am I supposed to trust you?

How am I supposed to know that
anything you tell me is true?

Find the letter.

You'll see.

When you find the letter.

[DIAL TONE]

REESE:
Knight!

In here a sec.

Have you are seen Tracy?

In the morgue,

I think.

What's going on with you
and Marian Blackwing?

It's not what
you think.

You don't want to
know what I think.

But I'll tell you anyway.

Marian Blackwing's a suspect.

We're running everyone's alibi.

I just don't think she's
capable of such brutality.

Nevertheless,
I want someone on her.

Well, let me handle her.
All right?

Well, you keep your head on,
okay?

Yeah.

NATALIE:
Nearly took his head right off.

Just like Gary Blackwing.

Well, not quite.

Gary Blackwing's throat wound
was much shallower,

a more tentative cut.

Fatal enough.

Wade here nearly
got decapitated.

Different killer,
stronger, maybe.

Or same guy. More
confident in his technique,

now that he's
had some practice.

Well, one thing
is certain.

You were right about
the ceremonial knife.

I found microscopic flakes
of obsidian in both victims.

The lab will tell us
if they're from the same blade.

One knife or two.

Whoever it was sure
knew how to use 'em.

LACROIX [ON TAPE]:
It's Indian legend time.

A native American fairy story

for children of all ages.

Legend has it...

that when the world

was young and unfinished,

the Great Spirit Father
made the mistake

of leaving his paints where
his children could get them.

Raven begged Eagle
to paint him

as beautiful and grand
as the Great Spirit

had made Eagle himself.

And so he did.

Or so he tried.

But when Raven looked
at his reflection in the water,

he didn't like what he saw.

Raven became angry.
He and Eagle fought.

And the Great Spirit Father's
paints were spilled over Raven

and made him all black.

Black wings, black eyes,

black breast.

Raven ran into the river
and flapped his wings

against the current,
but the color was indelible.

The water wouldn't
wash it away.

"This is your punishment,"

said the Great Father,

"for interfering with my work."

[♪]

"Black you are...

"and black you will stay.

You will never come clean."

Not much of a legend at that,
is it, children?

But I rather like the moral.

[TRIBAL DRUMS PLAYING]

[♪]

[GASPS]

[MAN SCREAMING]

[GASPS]

WOMAN [ON RADIO]:
Eighty-one Kilo. Eighty-one Kilo.

Please respond.
Eighty-one Kilo.

Eighty-one Kilo.
Please respond.

[♪]

Crime scene's in
the 44th jurisdiction.

They won't let me
near it.

And you've lost your partner.

Dispatch keeps trying.

Does Knight know
about Roger Bland's murder?

I don't know.

Has anyone called Andrew
Robertson, so that maybe

he'll want to watch his back.
No luck yet.

Apparently he's
overseas on business. [SIGHS]

Dr. Lambert's the ME
on call.

Talk to her about Bland.

Hell, she might know
where Knight is too.

We have been trying to get hold
of Nick for over an hour.

The last thing we heard he was
over at Marian Blackwing's.

And...?

And we checked.

There's no one there.

Well, if he, uh, calls here,
I'll let you know.

So?

So Roger Bland
was stabbed to death.

With the ceremonial
raven knife?

Well, can't tell
for sure,

but I did get
the lab results back,

and they are 99 percent sure

that Gary Blackwing
and Timothy Wade

were both killed with
a weapon made of obsidian.

Problem is that although
obsidian has a distinct

chemical signature,
we can't tell if--

It is the missing knife from
Gary Blackwing's matching set,

or--

One of a dozen
or so fashioned

out a huge block of the stuff.

[SIGHS]

Thanks.

[SIGHS]

I guess we're both
troubled.

Where's Marian?

Don't know.

Came here a little
while ago.

Can you tell me why I feel
as if she's in trouble?

I'm sorry. No.

I need to find her.

She cured you, didn't she?

I don't know.

She took away your darkness?

Strange things have been
happening to me since. Visions.

Spirit plane.

You've been there.

I saw the murders.

Did you see Gary Blackwing?

No, but I saw Marian.

You two have forged
a powerful bond.

If she has opened your heart
and soul to the spirit plane,

then you share her gift.

The power of the elders
are within you now.

You can use them.

And you needn't look
for her anywhere else.

You can find her there
anytime you wish.

Open yourself to
the spirits again.

They will guide you
to her.

And if you should see
Gary Blackwing...

tell him I miss him

and love him
like a brother.

But he still
owes me money.

Yes, sir, I'll have
those preliminaries

for you ASAP, captain.

What?

Yeah, I'll tell him
if he turns up.

Good night.

[FOOTSTEPS]

I showed up.

Are you all right?
Everybody's looking for you.

There's been another killing.

I know.

I think I did it.

[♪]

I don't know, detective.

I don't think that Mr. Bland
is gonna like this.

Hard to argue
with a warrant.

And besides I don't think

Mr. Bland is in much
of a position to argue.

Okay.

[DOOR SHUTS]

[♪]

It's the perfect irony,
isn't it?

She took away the guilt.

She took away
the very thing thing

that kept the vampire in check,

and now I kill without remorse.

There has to be
some other explanation.

I'm telling you I was there.

It was as real
as talking to you.

The spirit plane.
Or something.

I don't know.

But I was there
when Wade was murdered too.

I saw blood on my hands.

You saw the murders?

I saw the knife.

What else?

Their faces.

Are you holding the knife?

I know this is ridiculous.

It's not ridiculous, Nick.

Not if you're right.

Are you holding
the knife?

I don't know.

[SCREAMS]

I'm looking through my eyes...

but not my eyes.

Not mine.

Marian.

She took the killer out of me...

and into herself.

BLAND:
Buckwater. Are you listening, Buckwater?

BUCKWATER:
I'm here.

Okay.

You can consider that
we have an agreement then.

I'll work with
Gary Blackwing.

I'll...hold him up
as long as I can.

Wade will see to your
compensation.

[CLICKS]

Wade will see to
your compensation.

[CLICKS OFF]

Lawyers.

[♪]

[TRIBAL DRUMS BEATING]

[SCREAMING]

MARIAN:
Whatcha doing...

Mr. Buckwater?

[SIGHS]

Jeez, Marian,
you scared me.

Um...

without that surveyor's
letter we're screwed.

[SIGHS]

I didn't think
it would hurt to look.

I know where it is.

You knew the whole
time?

No.

My grandfather tried to
tell me, but...

I wasn't listening.

I couldn't see.

It's, um...

here?

Yes.

His gift
to me

in my gift to him.

Even when I didn't know it...

it was in me.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

How could you be--?!

[SCREAMS]

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

[GUN COCKS]

[THUDDING]

Oh.

Blackwing's...

dying wish
was for vengeance.

It wasn't Blackwing,
Marian.

It was me.

What have you made me do?

It was what you took from me.

It was a darkness
that made you kill.

It wasn't your fault.

[GRUNTING]

Then...

it will die with me.

[CRYING OUT]

No.

[WHIMPERS]

[TRIBAL DRUMS BEATING]

[LOON CALLS]

[♪]

The letter.

[VETTER GASPS]

This should prove
Gary Blackwing's case.

At least he got
his wish.

How?

Blackwing showed me
where to find it...

in the spirit plane.

Marian was there too.

I'm sorry.

It's not your fault,
detective.

This was fate.

Tragedy is always
close to my people.

It's almost
a birthright. Huh.

Tell me, Nick.

Marian did help it,
didn't she?

Oh, there was something.
I'm sure of it.

But she took it back.
All of it.

Marian didn't have time

to learn all the ways
of the elders.

She didn't know
that a wise healer

takes the pain not
into themselves.

They transfer it.

They put it into an animal
sometimes, or a mountain,

or a stream that
carries it to the ocean.

She didn't have time to learn.

There was no one to teach her
when Gary Blackwing died.

My heart is too heavy
tonight.

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