Crooked Arrows Page #2

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You know my position, son.

We have no more land.

Dad, land is all we have.

And land is all we need.

Come on, let's just enjoy the celebration.

Celebration? What celebration?

Nobody came to the Pow Wow.

Drive downtown

and see the men begging for work.

And then tell me

that the land is all our people need.

Our people.

We haven't been your people

for quite some time, son.

Well, I'm here now, and I have a plan.

But I'm running out of time.

It'd be nice to have your support

at the tribal council.

Not just as an elected official,

but as my father.

Oh!

How'd she get her pajamas on?

I didn't look, Mr. Logan. I swear.

Our partner, Geyer Enterprises, projects

that our annual share of gaming revenue...

...will exceed 10 million dollars.

And in five years, we'd be able to build

a hospital, along with the school.

But can we trust his vision?

Have you seen his casino?

We have seen the new school buildings...

...and have decided that Abooksigun may build

on the land between the casino and the river.

What? This is not acceptable.

Your blood cloud your vision, Hagawa?

We are not finished.

Abooksigun, you may expand the casino...

...under the condition

that you first re-examine your spirit...

...and prove yourself worthy

in the manner of your father's choosing.

You play redskin to the whites,

then white to your people.

It's just for show.

To show what exactly?

Hey, Grandma.

You have forced me

into a very difficult position, Mother.

For the good of our people.

Yes.

Hey, Lady Bug, how is the leg?

- It still hurts a little.

- Keep it elevated.

- So the swelling goes down.

- I am.

I have decided the manner

of your spirit quest.

You will return to the Creator's game.

Return? You mean, like, play?

No, you don't play.

Our coach quit

and I'm not a suitable replacement.

Well, neither am I.

I have a business to run.

Which will not expand as you wish,

unless you do as I require.

Dad, you know why I don't play anymore.

I do, and they call it

the "medicine game" for a reason.

Let it heal you.

Our next game is tomorrow,

the season ends on Memorial Day.

I'm only half Sunaquot,

shouldn't that mean only half a season?

Restore pride to our people,

and their game.

That is your first obligation.

- There's more?

- To re-examine your spirit.

Yeah, can you give me some

defined deliverables on that?

No, but I know who can.

Is it within my power to assign

him a spiritual advisor?

It is most certainly.

Good, then I assign you.

So, what? You're my babysitter now?

- That's howl roll, baby.

- Heh, heh.

Great.

I like the ones who, I like the ones who

I like the ones

I like the ones who like to show me things

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