Dark Winds

Previously on "Dark Winds"...

Seems to be the problem, officers?

The boy that was murdered, Mr. Cata.

Best friend, George Bowlegs.

Either one of them ever come around here?

Girl knows something she's not telling us.

Goes by "Budge." Works for Spencer.

Heard you were looking for me.

Here I am.

Did she take my gun?

Suzanne? He lied about my truck.

That Washington lady's been on the phone all morning.

Some kids found a body in a ravine.

Do you realize what you've done?!

I did what I had to do.

You got a phone?

AGS Industries.

How may I direct your call?

Extension 119.

I'm sorry, sir.

Can you repeat that?

119.

Hold, please.

Tell Mr. Spenser that we had to shut down,

that everything's cleared out,

that they'll never know we were there

or where we're going

or that we had anything to do with you.

Everything's gone.

Everybody's gone.

You have my word.

You got nothing to worry about.

Hello?

Good luck.

Tell you, Joe,

I can't even eat one damn meal in peace no more.

Now they're sticking their oars in my breakfast.

And that looks like a red truck.

Yeah.

What do you got?

Factory tire.

Small sedan.

Another Ford, maybe.

You?

Confirmed the powder Chee found

at the farmstead is cocaine.

You have any idea what Bernadette's picture

was doing out there?

Well, I take it, it wasn't because one of them animals

had a crush on her.

What reason you suppose they'd have to kill a kid?

Maybe Cata figured out what they were doing out there.

Halsey got afraid he'd talk.

You got any ideas?

One.

That's better than none.

Barbara's got you on the rabbit food again, huh?

40 years, man.

She still wants me svelte.

Well...

could be worse.

Yeah.

What?

Emma knows, Gordo.

About Vines.

She heard it on the radio.

She asked me if I knew what happened to him.

To which you said you wished you did,

but you didn't, because that'd be

about the only sensical thing you could say to that.

Mm.

Can't lie to her, Gordo.

Never could. Never have.

Thanks for breakfast,

and for not saying it.

Saying what?

That you warned me about Budge.

Mm-hmm.

Now I don't have to.

What are those?

Flowers are for dates.

And like you said, this ain't a date.

Well, it could be...

a date.

What, driving to the border to save your ass?

You didn't save my ass.

Yeah, I did.

Point taken.

How about a rain check then?

I'd like that.

But they're yours... if you want 'em.

I do want them.

Thanks...

for the ride.

No problem.

Hello?

- Hey, it's Chee. - Hey.

I found your photo on a bulletin board

in a drug house.

It's your official Border Patrol ID photo.

Found it along with a bunch of others,

jurisdictions from where you are to here.

Name Michael Halsey mean anything to you?

No.

What about AGS Industries?

No.

Bern, we both know there's only one way

that someone outside your office

can get ahold of your official ID photo.

From someone inside of my office.

Right.

Is there anyone down there you can trust?

Yeah.

I gotta go.

Thanks for the heads up.

Bern...

All is quiet.

They just brought her some food.

Good morning.

You saved me.

You shouldn't have done that.

You should have left me and gone after

that son of a bitch.

No.

We're gonna catch him.

You should eat something.

I knew he was up to something.

I didn't look 'cause I didn't want to see.

But deep down, Ernesto...

he was just a kid.

Yeah.

You should drink some water.

I saw it, you know.

What?

Where I'm going.

I thought it was a dream, but it was real.

This desert wasteland,

that's where I saw...

That's where I saw...

it.

It crawled out of this arroyo,

snatched my ankle,

dragged me into the wash.

I fought it as hard as I could till I saw its face.

Those eyes...

I've never seen anything so dead.

When I woke up, I was staring at you.

Where's Halsey, Suzanne?

Where would he go?

I don't know.

You know something, and you know him.

He knows we're looking for him.

He's not gonna be on the road.

Hey, he's somewhere.

Where do you think?

I told you I don't know.

Come on.

Suzanne, I need you to think about it a little bit more.

Come on.

Think.

There's a motel.

We went there sometimes to get away, you know?

OK.

I remember there were two motels,

one right near the other.

Good. That... that's good.

You think he'd come for me here?

I'm gonna make sure he doesn't.

Ed Henry keeps the photos

locked up in his office, right?

Are you suggesting our boss is part of

an interstate drug trafficking ring?

Are you suggesting that he couldn't be?

Yes, I am.

Were... are there copies of the photos that anyone has?

I don't know.

Have you told anyone else about this?

No.

- Morning. - Morning.

Don't,

because if it is Ed Henry behind this,

we're gonna have to come in guns blazing.

We only get one shot.

OK.

What are you doing here?

We gotta talk.

I didn't think you'd want to do it on the phone.

So you got in your car,

and you drove eight hours to see me?

Six.

Lead foot.

You know, I'm worried about you.

Yeah, well, I'm out of your jurisdiction, Chee.

Are you?

I got a shift.

Meet me at the way station, highway 10, mile marker 402.

These are good.

So AGS leases that farmstead where I found your photo.

They were posing as farmers.

Obviously, they're running drugs.