Arctic Air (2012–…): Season 2, Episode 10 - Skeletons in the Closet - full transcript

Previously on Arctic Air...

Hang on, we're coming.

Brandon's sick.

You have to check his breathing
and his heart rate

every 15 minutes.

Honey, you're going to
be okay, you hear me?

I'm so glad
you were here today.

I don't know what
i would have done without you.

You're a tough old broad.
You would have done fine.

I love you, too, Mel.

We should get going, Nelson.



Come up and visit me
in the spring.

_

How are things going

back here?

Well, the in-flight
movie's no hell,

but the scenery's
sure making up for it.

Yeah, never gets old.

A fellow could
get lost down there.

You got a hunting guide
lined up?

I didn't say I was hunting.

No other reason

to go to Sibbeston
this time of year.

What are you looking for?

Whatsoever comes my way.



At my age, you sort of
take things as they come.

You'll be right at home
up here, Virgil.

We'll be on the ground in 15.

Let me know if
any of the other passengers

are bothering you.

Yeah, okay.

I'll do that.

So, how long has it been
since you've seen Rita?

Three or four months?

Something like that.

Not that it's
any of your business.

Seriously, you think
I don't know what's going on?

Mel Ivarson,

seeing a new woman every week?

Look, you're trying
to get over her,

but you can't

because you don't
want to get over her.

Thanks, Dr. Phil.

Why did you end it?

If you like her so much?

Who said "I" ended it?

I asked her
to move to Yellowknife.

She said no.

But she did ask you
to dinner tonight.

She invited us to dinner.

Just come along
and try to act normal.

A cab on every corner, you say?

Somebody'll give you a lift.

Well, nice meeting y'all.

See you later!

Virgil?

Virgil!

Mel, stay down.

Arctic Air 02x10
Skeletons In The Closet
Original Air Date March 27, 2013

Virgil?

Yeah!

You okay?

Yeah.

This your idea
of northern hospitality?

There's never a parade,

but they don't normally
shoot at us.

Cal's coming.

Glad to see
you're in one piece.

Yeah, me too.

Aw, bullet clipped
the oil cooler.

God...

We're going to have to
call Cece and Kirby,

get them up here.

We'll call it in from Rita's.

- Mel, you guys okay?
- Yeah.

Who the hell's shooting at us?

Some kid.

Took off on an ATV.

Joey's gone after him.

What, are they using us
as target practice?

No, no, they just shoot
out here sometimes.

It's away from town.

I guess, uh, I guess
they didn't see the plane.

Kind of hard to miss.

Don't mean to be
a pain in the ass, Cal,

but it's going to
cost us money.

Well, maybe
Joey'll catch the kid.

What good's that gonna do?

Scare the hell out of him?

Make sure it never
happens again?

Can I give you guys
a ride to town?

What about
the transient centre?

Rita's.

Oh, yeah?

You two, uh,
getting back together?

Bee's wax.

As in none of yours.

Okay.

9:07.

Which is why I have scones.

Which doesn't mean

that you're not
seven minutes late.

Blueberry scones.

This adds up to seven minutes,

but it's
a one-time offer.

- Okay.
- Get to work.

You don't approve?

Jury's still out.

- What's your take?
- On Tommy?

Nice enough kid.

He was in a gang, you know.

Yeah.

And he got out.

Turned his life around.

We'll see.

Ah... I get it.

What?

You're in mama bear mode.

I just don't want to
see her get hurt.

I don't think

you have to worry
about Caitlin.

Tommy is head over heels.

He follows her around
like a little puppy dog.

Yeah.

And some puppies turn into
dogs that bite.

Oh.

What's in the box?

Have you been
online shopping again?

Not after the little
black dress disaster.

Is it somebody we know?

Hey, hold up, Cal.

Hey, Brandon!

I'm heading to your mom's.

You want a ride?

Naw, I'm good.

I'll see you there, then.

Kid still loves you.

Why not?

I only saved his life.

So, they're your
grandfather's remains?

Great-great-grandfather.

Albert Boyer.

Why is he in a box?

Nah, it's a long story.

Oh, come on,
there has to be a short one?

Um, he died in the late 1800s,

but he was dug up
during the gold rush.

Prospectors looking
for treasure.

Tried their hand
at grave-robbing.

Grave-robbers?

Indian artifacts.

Remains

and things buried with them.

They were sold
all over the world.

Where did your
great-great end up?

In a museum in Winnipeg.

For over a hundred years.

So, what happens now?

All hell breaks loose.

Loreen.

Aunt Mary.

It's nice to see you.

Where's Grandpa Albert?

We can start making
arrangements.

Hello?

Hi.

Hi.

There!

Hi, Rita.

Hi.

I should call the office.

Phone's in the kitchen.

Virgil.

So, flight okay?

Yeah, till we landed.

Someone shot at
the friggin' plane.

What?

Are you okay?

I am. Plane isn't.

Cal thought it was some kid.

Target practice.

Travis.

I thought he was done
with all that.

Guess not.

Now we're stuck here
until we can fly a mechanic up.

Well...

You having to
spend the night here

wouldn't be

the worst thing in the world.

Wasn't sure
how you'd feel about that.

Now you know.

No, it's good.

So?

Cece is hunting down
an oil cooler.

He'll be here tomorrow.

Figured.

I'll call our friend,

let him know we're not
going to make it.

Mel?

Not gonna make it this time.

Ran into a hitch.

Uh, is everything okay?

Yeah.

Might even turn out
to be a good thing.

I'll send another plane
with supplies.

Just make sure
you're out of sight

when they make the drop.

So, hey, how's...
How's my little sister?

Is Loreen still
driving her nuts?

Oh, yeah.

Doesn't like the new boyfriend.

Caitlin has a boyfriend?

She's a teenager,
of course, she has a boyfriend.

Anything I should be
worried about?

Mm-mm.

Loreen's on top of it.

Thanks, Mel.

You hang in there.

Yeah, I'm, uh, I'm hanging.

I'll talk to you later.

This has nothing to do with
your beliefs or my beliefs...

I need to take
Grandfather Albert

over to the church,

that's all I gotta say to you.

Loreen has taken on
a tremendous responsibility.

What do you mean?

Well, when my father dies,

we will have to wash him,

wrap him in rich cloth,

cremate him,

and then sprinkle his ashes
into the Ganges river.

Sounds like
a lot of trouble to me.

Only then can his soul
find a new home.

Come on, when
you're dead, you're dead.

Buried, cremated, whatever,
what does it matter?

It matters to Loreen.

As it should.

I am very fond of your bones.

I would care deeply
what happens to them.

What makes you think

you're going to see my bones
in 80 years?

Me, I'm going to be
in the middle of my own funeral.

Won't that be kind of hard
if you're dead?

No, you know that cop ritual?

Dress up your fallen brother,

take him to his favourite bar
for the last time.

What? Really?

Yeah, a good
old-fashioned wake.

Put me in a kilt,
prop me up against the bar,

dark rum in front of me,

let me be the life
of one more party.

Think anyone would notice
the difference?

Boy, that is so funny.

And you are pushing
those beliefs

on everybody around you...

So, what's going on?

I told him he's welcome
to stay for supper

and sleep on the couch.

I thought I'd join Virgil
at the transient centre.

Works for me.

So, saw Brandon earlier...

He's spending the night
at a friend's.

Okay, then.

Oh, my God.

Git...

It went through,
but he's bleeding badly.

I'll need to get
pressure on this wound.

We should get him
to the health centre.

Here.

Come around here.

Family reunion?

Meeting.

I'm waiting for reinforcements.

Aunt Mary's tough.

You're gonna need an army.

So.

You and Tommy have been
hanging out a lot lately.

He's a friend.

Close friend?

Yeah.

What's wrong with that?

Nothing.

It's just...

Loreen, we're here.

The troops have arrived
and not a moment too soon.

Kiri.

What the hell's going on here?

I don't know, they keep
shooting at him.

He's a stranger.

Why would anyone here
want to shoot at him?

I don't know.

Gotta be a reason.

Cops are on their way,

but it's gonna take a while.

Here, let's roll him
onto his side.

Here we go.

What have we got?

Okay...

I got this.

This makes no sense.

Found this on the ground.

Might be the shooter's.

Well, it's not used
for hunting moose.

We hiring?

That's Loreen's family.

I hear Bobby's out of town.

Yeah.

Want to have a drink
with me and Alex tonight?

I don't know. I...

think I have some things
to do around the house.

Come on.

We could shoot some pool.

You're a sucker for punishment.

Oh, I like to think of it
as relentless determination.

You're on, Laviolette.

Okay, Minnesota Fats.

Just don't break my balls
in public, okay?

Can't make any promises.

Big thanks to Loreen

for bringing
Grandpa Albert home.

But now it's a family decision...

Setsi told us what to do.

With all due respect,
grandmother isn't here.

You know what she wants.

She's my mother
and I love her dearly,

but we don't follow
her ways anymore.

Grandpa Albert needs to be

put to rest properly.

Some of us
do follow those ways.

Setsi wants a Dene ceremony.

That's who Albert was.

If he was alive today,
he'd be Christian.

You don't know that.

The service will be
at St. Pat's.

His final resting place

will be there, in the cemetery.

His final resting place
will be on the land.

You know that's
what your mother wants.

Family gatherings
are a wonderful thing.

Ja.

I miss the Ostersund biathlons.

You mean that unusual sport

that combines the skiing
and the shooting?

Ja, my morfar?

World champion
three years in a row.

Until he got
the metal plate in his head.

Then he lost his aim a bit.

But he never lost
his love of the sport.

So every time
we would get together,

he would hold a competition.

Just for the family?

Ja!

Hmm.

I miss those
winter nights by the fire.

Drinking glog,

cleaning our guns.

I am surprised
you didn't shoot anybody.

I did.

My brother took off his jacket

and was wearing
a white t-shirt

in the snow.

Not my fault.

He was on crutches for a week.

Not a big deal.

I do miss having
my family nearby.

Hmm.

Me too.

We're going to do it
Albert's way!

Hey...

Is that really necessary?

But, uh...

sometimes, it is better
to have a continent

and two oceans between us.

That should do it.

He's got a lot of scars.

I worked the coal mines
in Putnam county as a boy.

It's a rough job.

Hey, welcome back.

Beyond rough as a cop...

I'm going to get
something for pain.

You're in Sibbeston Lake.

You've been shot.

You're gonna be fine,
but you need to rest.

Looks like you need
some clean clothes.

I'll get your stuff
at the transient centre.

Get a look at who shot you?

No.

Hi.

Corporal Patterson.

Is Mel Ivarson here?

Uh, he's not, but I am.

I'm his daughter, Krista.

Some artifacts were stolen
from a Winnipeg museum.

Postal records show
they were sent here.

Stolen artifacts?

A human skeleton.

Oh...

well, I Haven't seen
anything like that.

A lot of stuff
passes through here.

We'll...

take a look.

Okay.

I'll check back later.

See what you turn up.

Sure.

You stole them?

Technically,

I had them
stolen... taken.

They're just...

they're coming home.

Why didn't you just
do this legally?

No museum would turn down
a request like this.

Because that process
could take years.

My Setsi's sick.

She doesn't have
a lot of time left.

She wants to see her grandfather
laid to rest.

You know you would've
done the same thing.

Yeah, probably.

But now you've dragged
Arctic Air into it,

and the cops are involved.

This could get really ugly.

I'm not giving him back.

I'm not saying you have to.

But you can't leave them here.

I just need a little more time,

to get things organized.

Okay.

If the cop comes back,
I'll just tell him...

I don't know what I'll tell him,

but I will tell him something.

Thank you.

Feeling a little bit
better over there?

Yeah, just peachy.

You said you'd never been
here before, right?

No.

Well, you pissed
someone off real good.

Must have been a mistake.

Where's my nurse?

Oh, she'll be back in a minute.

Anything I can do?

Rita, right?

Rita Gilbride.

How'd you know?

Some guy
at the transient centre

musta have mentioned it.

How long has she been gone?

I'll go and see
what's taking her.

Rita?

Here!

What the hell are you doing?

I have to find Brandon.

Why?
Your patient needs you.

He'll be fine.

When you last saw Brandon,

did he say where he was going?

You said he was gonna
stay at a friend's house.

He didn't say which one!

Rita, what the hell
is going on?

Mel, I have to find my son.

Okay, then we'll find him.

Got you a shirt.

Thanks.

I got something else
for you, too.

U.S. Marshal?

Yeah.

So you're not here
to hunt, are you?

Didn't want to stir things up.

Or tip someone off.

Who are you looking for?

Is there any way
I could help you?

I came for a fugitive
named Tanya Pitkins.

She's wanted for murder
in West Virginia

for 21 years.

I don't know a Tanya Pitkins.

She goes by Rita Gilbride now.

Michael hasn't seen him.

Maybe he's at Neil's.

Rita, this is crazy.
Just stop...

He lives out by the runway.

Hey, you need to tell me
what's going on.

Can we please just
find Brandon first?

And then
I'll tell you everything.

You've got the wrong woman.

Rita's been
in Sibbeston Lake...

Seven years.

You've been following her?

Lost her trail in '93.

I tracked her
to Eau Claire, Wisconsin,

but I was a day late.

She must've crossed the border

in Minnesota.

How do you know you've got
the right person?

Facial recognition software.

Somebody posted her picture
on Facebook

and I tracked her here.

Wait, let's hold on
till the cops get here.

You're hurt.

I'm not letting her
get away from me this time.

I know Rita.

She's a good person.

She's helped
a lot of people here.

It doesn't change
what she did.

Brandon!
We gotta talk!

Rita, no one's home!

Well, where is he?

Well, he'll come home
eventually.

The kid's gotta eat.

Well, I can't wait!

Is Brandon in trouble?

What is it?

You know that man
who got shot?

He came to arrest me.

Arrest you? For what?

Something that happened
a long time ago.

I'm wanted for bank robbery...

and murder.

When I was young
and pregnant with Brandon,

my boyfriend robbed a bank.

He came back to the car,
waving a gun,

and he told me to drive...

Fast.

Someone ran out, and...

I hit a boy.

And I wanted to get out,

and I wanted to
make sure he was okay,

but then he put the gun
to my head,

and he told me to keep driving.

Your boyfriend didn't have
a gun to your head forever.

Why didn't you give yourself up?

Because I knew
if I went to jail,

they would take my baby away.

So you just ran?

Yes, I ran.

For 20 years.

That's why you wouldn't
move to Yellowknife.

You didn't want to be found.

I need to talk to Brandon
before Virgil finds me.

All this time.

You didn't trust me enough
to tell me?

I've never told anyone.

Except for Brandon.

I'm sorry. I...

I should have told you.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

You should've.

I've got a job to do.

Look, Rita is the lifeline
to this community.

She's the closest thing
they have to a doctor.

The nearest hospital
is a two-hour flight...

The woman took a life!

She's spent the last 20 years
saving the people here.

Delivering babies,
working with the elders.

That's time she
should've spent in prison.

Well, what good
would that have done?

Then she'd have lost
the years that boy lost.

She's on the run.

Rita just saved your life.

Doesn't matter.

I'm bringing her back.

She has a son.

Just let this go.

Please.

Look, I'm not a judge.

It's not up to me
what happens to her.

I just find her
and bring her home,

let the courts decide.

Do you even
have jurisdiction here?

I intend to do my job.

Krista, I need you to check
something out for me.

That cop come back?

Not yet.

Where'd you hide the bones?

Somewhere safe.

What they did to your grandpa,
it's so not right.

No, it isn't.

Don't people get arrested
for robbing graves?

Depends.

On what?

Well, if someone digs up

someone's non-native
great-great grandpa,

it's illegal.

If someone digs up
one of our ancestors,

it's archeology.

That's bullshit.

Yeah.

If someone digs me up
in a hundred years

and puts me on display,

I'll come back
and haunt their whole family.

Yeah, I'll bet you will.

Well, I'm outta here, so...

I spoke with
Constable McKinnon.

It's all true.

About Rita.

God, this is gonna kill Mel.

So Haggard is on the level.

No, no.

She checked him out, too,
and he's no longer a marshal.

What?

He retired
a couple of years ago.

So why is he still on the case?

Well, the boy who got killed,

he was Haggard's son.

Rita killed Virgil's son?

Bobby, this isn't about
arresting her.

It's about revenge.

You sure you saw him
out near the airport?

Yeah.

I can't believe
he'd shoot somebody.

Mom!

You okay?

We've got to get out of here.

Were you actually
trying to kill him?

I know the whole story.

I just wanted to scare him.

Okay?

The bullet hole in his side
probably scared him plenty.

I didn't have a choice.

He was heading
towards the house,

and he had his gun out.

So you shot him?

I couldn't let him
take you away.

This is all my fault.

I should've
turned myself in years ago.

No, mom,

you can't go to prison.

And I've made you a criminal.

That's the last thing

I ever wanted.

That doesn't matter, okay?

We have enough supplies.

We have to get away.

And go where?

Constable McKinnon,

the police in West Virginia
didn't even know he was here.

I'm telling you,
this is a vigilante thing.

Just get your people
up here fast.

Caitlin's phone,
but not Caitlin.

Who's this?

Uh, it's Caitlin's boyfriend.

Caitlin's boyfriend, huh?

Yeah, that's right. Tommy.
Who's this?

Just put Caitlin on, okay?

Who did you say this was?

Don't tell me.

Loreen?

I cannot believe you would...

Why is some guy
answering your phone, Caitlin?

Are you okay?

You can't just talk to people!

It's not safe!

Well, maybe you shouldn't
let other people

answer your phone.

Now they know where you are,

they're not going to
give up looking.

If we can just get out of town

before the other cops show up,
we should be all right.

We can hide.

We've done it before.

It's not going to be easy.

I don't care.

Brandon, you know
what this means, right?

You leave everything behind
forever.

No friends, no texting...

I know.

We're starting all over again.

It will be okay.

Okay.

We've got to try.

Maybe if you just turned
yourselves in...

We'd both go to jail.

I don't care about me,

but what about Brandon?

They don't go easy
on people who shoot cops.

You sure this is what you want?

He's only 20.

He's got his whole
life ahead of him.

All right.

Thank you.

I'll call a friend,
get you a plane.

He can land north of here
and pick you up.

All right, let's go.

Brandon...

I'm so sorry.

You're really
not going to tell me

who called before?

Why do you care so much?

I just didn't know
there was another guy.

Oh...

So you're jealous?

I wouldn't say jealous
exactly.

Well, what would you say, exactly?

I would say you're not telling
me who that guy was.

A cousin from back home,
calling to say hi.

As long as he's not
a kissing cousin.

Definitely not.

I don't spend much time
kissing anyone else anymore.

Not "much" time?

Okay, none.

You've got a lot to answer for.

There's tons
of broken hearts out there.

Well, at least you're not
full of yourself.

I'm not leaving
without grandfather Albert.

Where is he?

Somewhere safe.

Don't think you can steal him
and get away with it.

I didn't steal him.

We placed his remains...

Are we talking about
the missing artifacts?

No.

Because we're getting
a lot of calls from the museum.

We need to send them back.

If by "artifacts,"
you mean Grandpa Albert,

then yes.

A human being,

with family who loved
and cherished him.

I'm sorry.

Whoever it is,

we're talking about
stolen property.

Property?

Look, who stole what here?

What about the people
who dug up our ancestor

and dragged his bones
to your Wheti museum?

Those were the real thieves.

I wonder if the press would
be interested in this story?

I bet they would.

"Women seek

to take their beloved ancestor
out of a dusty museum

and bury him with love
and respect."

"White male cop

persecutes
first nations women,

who seek to give
a family member

a proper burial."

Okay, then.

"The bones
have not been recovered.

Investigation closed due to...

Insufficient personnel."

Sounds about right.

Ha. Good choice.

Ladies.

Don't think we'll
see him again.

Nope.

Now we can organize
for a church burial.

Setsi wants him buried
at Habinaw Lake

in the traditional way.

I won't let him burn in hell.

He needs to be buried
by a priest.

This is not your place, Loreen.

Okay, Auntie.

We'll do it your way.

Thank you, my girl.

You're doing the right thing.

I'll tell everyone
the good news.

Mel!

Rita!

In here!

Hurry!

He took my mom.

He's got a gun.

He's going to kill her.

Don't worry,
we'll get your mom back.

Any idea where he went?

The building next door.

Hurry up, come on.

Brandon, we're
going to find your mom,

we've just got to
be smart about this.

What do you want me to say?

I'm sorry?

I am.

More than I can
possibly tell you.

You had a son.

You watched him grow up
and become a man.

Tell me, what was that like?

Tell me.

Because I'll never know.

My wife and I
used to see families,

together in the park,

eating dinner, in church,

and she would always wonder,

"what kind of a man
would he have been?"

Virgil, I am so...

And it just killed me...

to hear her.

And before she died,

I promised her...

I promised her
that I would find you,

and I would make you pay

for what you stole from us.

Please.

No!

You have to
listen to me, please.

It's no excuse, but...

When that happened,
I was young.

I was stupid,

and I made a horrible choice,

and running away
just made it worse.

And it haunts me
every single day.

Do what you have to do,

but if I could take it back,
you have to know that I would...

But you can't!

You can't take it back!

Virgil, don't do this.

I told you to stay out of this!

The police are on their way!

Just put the gun down.

She took my boy from me.

I know.

I know she did.

Look, I have a son,

and I can't imagine...

You can't imagine.

You can't imagine!

Now, if somebody
took your son and killed him,

you tell me,

what would you do?

I...

That's exactly what I thought.

Virgil!

Mom, come on, let's go.

Let's get out of here.

I'm sorry for taking
your son from you.

Rita?

Please don't take
mine from me.

- I can't keep running.
- What are you doing?

I made that mistake once.

If you go with him...

I know.

I'm tired.

Take me.

Mom...

Leave my son out of this.

Well, how's Brandon?

He must be a mess.

Yeah, he's torn up,
but he's a tough kid.

What's going to happen to her?

They'll take her
to Yellowknife.

She'll get a lawyer,

and we'll just have to wait
for the extradition hearing,

I guess.

I can't believe it.

Is there any way around it?

I don't know.

How's my dad?

Ah, he's Mel.

Well, bring him home
soon, okay?

I will.

You're saying it was
an accidental discharge?

A man gets old,
he gets careless.

So you shot yourself?

It's kind of foolish, I guess.

You know you're facing
some pretty serious charges.

I know.

I was a lawman for a long time.

Weren't acting like one today.

No.

I did what I had to do.

Now she has to pay
for what she's done.

I, uh...

My bank card's in my wallet.

The pin number's 05-15.

It's your birthday.

There should be enough in there

to keep you going for a while.

I'll be okay, mom.

I'll pack up my stuff here,

and Mel said
he'd fly me down to YK.

I love you.

I love you.

It's not quite the reunion
I was hoping for.

I am so sorry...

Don't.

Just, um...

Just come back.

Keep an eye on Brandon
for me, okay?

Oh, hey!

What are you looking at?

Nothing.

Okay, I don't know
if I really want to know.

Okay, you caught me.

I'm looking at...

Crotches, nurses and kisses.

Pool shots. Really?

Yup.

And I'm ready for you.

Let's go... Fats.

Well, I'm sorry,

but I am gonna have to
take a rain cheque.

I've got to help Loreen
with something.

Oh.

It's kind of important.

Another time?

Sure.

It'll give me a chance
to brush up on...

Hickeys, jaws, and... snakes?

Who comes up with this stuff?

You're doing the right thing.

I hope so.

You didn't have to come.

I know.

But this is important.

You know what
Bobby went through,

not knowing
what happened to his dad.

But after he found
the wreckage...

He could move on.

Yup.

This stuff matters.

Saying goodbye.

What are you
going to tell Aunt Mary?

The truth.

Setsi always said

home is where the bones
of your ancestors are buried.

I'll tell her
I brought him home.

♪ I ain't no Saint ♪

♪ nor never will be ♪

♪ till the sweet apple grows ♪

♪ on a sour apple tree... ♪

You know these things
can drag on for a few years,

especially with a good lawyer.

I'll make a few phone calls
when I get home.

I think it'll help
that she gave herself up...

Bobby.

♪ But still I hope ♪

♪ the time will come ♪

♪ when you and I ♪

♪ shall be as one... ♪

What?

You have no idea...

Don't!

Lay it all on me.

Why didn't you take me with you?

When you left?

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