The Silencing

That's mine.

Well, I saw it first, shithead.

Well, actually, the deer's mine.

And you two shitheads are trespassing.

Come on, Rayburn.

You ain't going to miss one buck.

It's a goddamn zoo around here.

Well, that's the point.

This is a sanctuary, you dumbshit.

Now, put down your rifles.

Okay.

Rayburn Swanson is a goddamn tree hugger.

Who'd have thought?

Well, people change.

No, they don't.

You can pick up your guns later.

Don't let me catch you here again, all right?

Don't suppose you boys could give me a jump?

Hey, Thor.

How you doing, huh? Are you tired?

Any more activity?

Weren't you supposed to do the dishes?

A defunct paper mill on Sawbill Reservation

is now ground zero for the war on drugs.

The locals call it the Factory.

Sawbill Nation unanimously voted last night

to condemn the old paper mill next month.

Karl Blackhawk is with the tribal police

and has been working diligently...

Where'd you find him this time?

Over at the Factory.

Attracts trouble from all sides, Alice.

Trying to clean that place up, but... losing battle, I guess.

He's got blood on him.

What happened?

According to him, nothin'.

Just tripped.

Any trouble around town last night?

Don't recall a time there wasn't, Alice.

Anything involving him?

Not that I know of.

But I wouldn't, uh...

I wouldn't bet on it.

Thanks, Karl. I'll take him home.

Mm-hm.

I can't keep doing you favors, Alice.

Sooner or later your brother's gonna get caught up in something

you won't be able to get him out of.

Come on. Get out.

What were you doing in that place last night, Brooks?

None of your business.

You still taking your meds?

Every day.

Can you...?

Can you stop that, please?

Whose blood is that on your shirt?

Mostly mine.

Sam Moonblood beat the shit out of me.

What? Why?

A woman.

Why don't you take the back roads?

What woman, Brooks?

You have any idea what Moonblood does?

Whatever it is, it's outside of my jurisdiction.

Him and that creepy fuck Olsen, they push it all.

Drugs. Gambling.

Whoring.

Were you paying for sex?

Nah.

She wasn't a hooker.

Can you just turn around and take a different way home?

- No, I need to go this way. - I don't want to go this way.

I gotta go this way, I gotta do something.

I don't want to go this fucking way! Just turn around!

Oh, shit, I...

Shit, I'm sorry, Brooks. I...

I wasn't thinking.

Still think you're cut out for this?

Don't think I forgot what day it is.

I'm gonna come by the motel later.

I'm not sure I'll be around.

Well, I'm gonna come by anyway.

Unit one-three-one.

Go for one-three-one.

We've got a possible homicide out on Buck Lake.

Ten-four. I'm on my way.

Oh, shit.

Hey, kids.

Thank you for having us, Mr. Swanson.

This is a real treat for the students.

Well, my pleasure, ma'am.

Are you intoxicated?

Don't worry, the kids won't notice.

Welcome to the Gwen Swanson Wildlife Sanctuary.

Now, who knows what a sanctuary is?

No one?

Well, it's a place where no trapping or hunting's allowed.

A safe haven for animals.

You see this area here?

Look, almost 50 square miles.

That's my sanctuary.

My dad said you've killed more animals than anyone.

Used some real nasty traps too.

Done my share. like everyone else around here.

But I stopped all that.

Why?

My daughter didn't like it.

So now, instead of trapping animals for their fur,

I use humane traps to catch the problem ones,

and then I release them here,

where they can live without human threat.

Now, every now and then I...

I do snare kids...

...when they talk out of turn.

Can you turn her over?

The body was dumped postmortem in the water,

probably a good week ago.

What do you think this about?

Well, I'm not sure, but I'll make a note.

Get forensics up here.

Sheriff!

You think whoever killed her was hunting her for sport?

I wouldn't call that a sport, but, yeah.

She was hunted.

Somebody get a saw and cut this out.

Jesus. You pregnant?

Aren't you a bit old for that?

Still have no manners, huh, Rayburn?

Still got no personality, eh, Blackhawk?

Got something to talk to you about.

Well, you better come inside then.

Not you.

I missed you. Oh, I missed you.

I don't suppose you and Blackhawk came here

to pass out cigars.

Uh...

Karl and me want to hold a funeral for Gwen.

You know, five years is a long time, Ray.

I don't want to do this without you.

She's my daughter too.

I know.

I got a say in this, and I say no.

Ray, don't make this harder.

Well, you can't replace Gwen with Blackhawk's fuckin' baby.

Hey! That's not fair.

You think you're the only one who misses her?

After everything that's happened, you're still drinking?

Oh, shut up.

It's just a formality.

Just sign it and the court'll issue an official death certificate.

Listen, we bought a plot, and it's a really nice place.

Funeral's in two weeks.

Come in.

Wasn't easy, but we got it out.

You know, there's plenty of people happy you're sheriff.

You can't please everybody.

Thanks, Hansen.

This just in, breaking news.

We're here at a crime scene by Buckridge and Echo Falls.

Looks like there is a body of a young woman here,

and the identity has not been revealed.

We're trying to get some interviews with the police,

but it looks like they're getting ready to move the body.

We'll update you more live

as information becomes available.

For now, back to you.

You didn't have to get me anything.

Mm. It's not much.

Where'd you find this?

It was in the storage box in the attic.

Dad looks so young.

We should, um...

we should talk about what happened to you in the barn.

No.

I should have adopted you when Mom and Dad died.

I should have taken you to Chicago with me.

You didn't know nothin' about raising a kid.

Yeah, well, I knew more than those fucking people.

Hey, Alice?

Yeah?

If I messed up and did something bad, what would you do?

What are you talking about?

If I fucked up and did something stupid, would you help me out?

Sheriff?

Hold on a sec, all right?

I'm Rayburn Swanson.

I know who you are. What do you want?

I was told at the station I could find you here.

I need to see that girl. She could be my daughter.

I'm kind of in the middle of something...

Please.

All right, well, we'll finish this when I get back, okay?

Well?

No.

No.

Fuck.

I saw your brother earlier.

Someone sure did a number on him.

Hope he didn't give you any trouble.

I got to be honest, he has some bad habits.