Untamed (2025) s01e03 Episode Script

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Everybody went looking for that kid.
Two days later, Turner found Caleb's body.
Caleb?
Their son. That whole thing
really messed Turner up.
Hello, you. It's been a while.
A lot of things keep me busy.
We're all busy.
You can still call someone back.
This tattoo. Now look,
who puts this on their tattoo?
The ink's got flakes in it. Actual gold.
Do any of you know her?
Any of you know this girl?
If you can help us
Do you know anything about gold tattoos?
I got nothing for you, T.
Just fucking leave it.
Yeah.
I found Jane Doe.
That's a pretty one.
- Mommy
- Hmm?
Why do we have to die?
Because this world is only the beginning.
And our people have other places to go.
El-o'-win?
Yes. Where we all cross over to
when our time here is finished.
What does it look like?
It looks like this.
Will we be able to fly in El-o'-win?
Anything you can dream of,
you can do there.
So, if you ever think of anything
you want to tell me,
you come here.
Hm.
I'm gonna walk back to the house.
Do you want to come with me?
In a minute.
Okay, my sweet girl.
Lucy Cook, seven years old,
reported missing from her father's home
here inside the park. July 19th, 2010.
- And we're sure this is our Jane Doe?
- It's her.
I thought I'd seen her.
That's why she looked familiar.
But she'd just grown up.
- What are we talking about?
- It was my case, Lucy Cook's abduction.
She disappeared from her father's house
at the edge of the park.
No sign of forced entry, no ransom note,
her blood on the rug, no trail to follow.
It all led to the father.
We all thought he killed her.
Not just you, Kyle.
Yeah, but I wasted a lot of time
trying to prove it.
Can you buy me, like, 24 hours
before you release the name?
Yeah, sure.
It's gonna be a shitshow around here
when folks find out about this.
Lucy's father, Rory Cook, was killed
less than a year after all this.
He moved to Fresno
to try and get away from it.
Someone found him,
beat him to death outside a bar.
Folks have their own way
of dealing with child killers.
Except he didn't kill her.
- Her mother worked in the park?
- Maggie. Nice woman.
She worked in
the administration office for years.
Until she got sick. Cancer.
Says here she died
three weeks before Lucy disappeared.
Her mom went to hospice.
Lucy moved in with Rory
and her stepbrother.
Was it James, I think?
Yeah, James Cook. Says here
he's got a current address in Fresno.
I'll go see what he knows.
You want me to tag along?
He probably won't think
to tell you, but, uh
well done ID-ing our girl.
I'm gonna need you to pull up
the last 48 hours of cell phone activity
for a Teddy Redwine.
You can't complain to Paul
about me harassing you this time.
Told you, I wasn't complaining.
I was concerned.
Old habit.
I went through some old stuff,
and I found this.
And a list of camp counselors
and people involved with the camp,
my years, in case, you know
you could use it.
I think we've ID'd her.
Oh. Well.
Never mind then, I guess.
No, I'm not happy.
You asked me the other day
and I lied and said I was, but I'm not.
I try to keep moving.
You know, keep my mind busy, but
I still just
you know, think
about all the things I miss about him.
And the lousy mom shit I did.
Today I drove past
the ice cream shop, and I
remembered the last time
Caleb and I were in there.
He was so happy.
His nose was pressed against the glass,
and he was just, you know
He was lost in all the, you know
flavors.
Trying to decide which one he wanted.
And I remember I kept saying
"Come on, Caleb, just pick one."
"Pick a flavor.
We got to go. Mommy's late."
Remember when he'd get really excited,
he'd do that thing where he
walked in place and kept
snapping his fingers and
I kept telling him to hurry. "Come on,
Caleb, pick a flavor. Just pick one."
"Let's go."
Until I just
I picked one for him.
Rushed him out
to get to the fucking post office.
So, just, you know
call me anytime you want.
Investigator came to talk to me
about Sean Sanderson.
Why about him?
His disappearance.
Trying to put together
a wrongful death suit against the park.
Do they have anything new?
I don't know yet.
I'm sorry, Kyle.
You accidentally left me back there.
Wanted to save you the trip
of coming back to get me.
Okay. Got it.
Lab ran those pills.
Coke, ketamine, peyote,
couple other things.
Wild blend.
- Your friend at Mariposa PD
- Mm-hm?
Reach out, ask them
if they've come across any of it.
- Or the bottles with the X on it.
- All right.
I didn't know about your son.
I'm sorry.
I think about my little boy
and what you and your wife
had to go through and I
Cook's apartment.
- What number is it?
- 305.
You can wait here.
What? Why?
I'm the one who ID'd her, remember?
James Cook live here?
Damn it!
James Cook! Federal agent!
Put it down or I'll shoot.
You okay?
Good thing I disobeyed orders, huh?
I can get the money.
- What?
- Tell Hector I can get it this week.
Okay? This week.
Everything I owe.
Hey, hang on. Who are you?
Oh, Christ.
You heard me say federal agent.
I thought you were
just making that shit up.
This is why I like to stay
inside the park.
What do you know about Lucy Cook?
Huh? I don't know nothing.
Your half-sister?
- You and I talked about her 15 years ago.
- What? No.
I had nothing to do with any of that.
- Any of what?
- Her disappearing.
I told all you back then what I saw.
She was in her room, then she wasn't.
- Have you seen her recently?
- Seen her? What do you mean?
- When's the last time you saw your sister?
- Half-sister. Fuck.
I don't know.
Whatever that night was,
like you said, 15 years ago.
- Not since that night?
- No. Hang on.
How How would I have seen her?
What the fuck?
Is that Is that her?
You
You're saying she she grew up?
You ever hear from anyone
claiming to be Lucy?
No.
What about any of her friends?
What friends? And you can't go in there.
This is the first time
I've heard her fucking name
in close to a decade, at least.
Where do you get your meth?
There's rules about just-just
just digging through someone's shit.
Not for you, James. You just
took a swing at a federal officer.
Some of my boys came over.
They just left it.
Uh-huh.
- Who sells this?
- What is it?
Got no clue.
The X mean anything?
Maybe if a pirate gave it to you,
might find some treasure.
Fucking make yourself at home!
Did your father ever talk to you
about what happened to Lucy
the night she disappeared?
You mean before he got beat to death
for killing her?
Nah, we never hung out much
chatting about it.
Now you're telling me that little bitch
was alive the whole time?
- That's not very nice, James.
- Who's gonna make right by that, huh?
Huh? Who's gonna
fucking make right by that?
So what then? There was no abduction?
Something happened that night.
I mean, there was blood on the rug
in Lucy's bedroom.
Her father and James said
they didn't know how that happened.
Said they didn't know she was missing
until the next morning.
One of them hit her, maybe.
Then she runs away?
Seven years old? It's young to run.
Not if she gets desperate enough.
I mean, mother dies.
She ends up with those assholes.
I wouldn't have hung around long.
Not always as easy as that.
I guess. Yeah.
Otherwise, you might've left LA
a long time ago.
You were a beat cop in LA?
Uh
Yeah.
Plan was to work my way
to a detective desk, but
Your husband got suspended.
Under investigation
for stealing cash in a drug bust.
Like I said, Gael's father and I
were never married.
But we've been split for a while.
And yeah.
Seemed like a good time to make a move.
What about you?
Who ran you out of New York's
FBI field office 25 years ago?
I grew up on a ranch in Colorado.
New York's a long way from that.
I woke up one day
and I couldn't see the sky, so
And I prefer most animals to people.
- Especially my horse. Yeah.
- Especially your horse?
I spent my whole life in LA,
so it's taking some getting used to.
But I kind of get it.
There's something cool
about being in the park alone.
Just hearing things
you didn't even know existed.
I walked up on this big herd of deer
the other day.
Watched 'em for a second
before they took off everywhere
and sent your horse bolting off
about a mile for me to chase down.
On foot, the bucks will scatter.
The rest will follow.
But on a horse, if you stay calm,
you'd ride right through the middle.
I'll remember that next time
you abandon me out there.
When Mr. Redwine didn't arrive at work,
his manager attempted to reach him,
but got no response.
Was the victim on park business
at the time?
He was not.
Has the family been notified
in this situation?
We're looking at all areas.
You know that squatter girl?
- I think we should take another stab at--
- Not right now.
But she might be able to
Has the department come across any leads?
She might give us more information.
Maybe later.
We're going to continue the investigation
and we will keep you alert to any new
Hey, what's going on out there?
They're running Hamilton
through the wringer
about the kid we pulled out of the river.
You explain, Paul.
I don't have enough information
to keep myself from
looking like a fucking
Better yet, you do it.
What am I doing exactly?
You're going to tell everyone
why people keep dying in my park.
I don't know why yet.
How about you tell me
what you do know, Agent Turner?
I can't do that, not yet.
We're talking about
ongoing investigations here, Lawrence.
I'm aware what we're talking about.
I also know there's a level of information
I should be provided.
And that isn't the case.
Hasn't been for a while.
Well, we can make sure you get--
I reached out to NPS in Washington.
Voiced very serious concerns
regarding your work here.
Your lack of focus and cooperation
these past few years.
Expressed my sympathies for what
you've gone through, but made it clear.
I'm going to file a formal request
for your transfer the fuck out of my park.
I expect to hear something soon.
Well, he is a son of a bitch, but, uh
he's not completely off base.
He needs answers to questions,
and we're not helping any.
I think they were both murdered.
More than likely,
the killings are connected.
Shit.
A bullet went through Lucy Cook's leg.
Someone was chasing her.
Christ if you really think we have
a serial killer running around the park,
we need to let folks know.
Doesn't feel like that. Not yet.
What kind of bullet was it?
It was a .284.
Hunting rifle, long range.
What did I miss back then, Paul?
When Lucy Cook disappeared.
Clears the gun, not the shooter.
But we don't want it to be him, right?
What's your pleasure?
I'm all good, thanks.
Here, compliments of hotel management.
What's with you tonight?
Hmm?
You're, like, extra serious, even for you.
I had a case go a place
I wasn't expecting,
I didn't want.
Well, don't forget our arrangement.
Hmm?
As soon as we lock that door
everything out there just goes away.
Yeah, I'm just finding it harder
and harder to turn off.
I screwed up and got a kid involved
in something I shouldn't have.
Too late to get him out?
Sorry.
A few days ago, Caleb and I were
going to go down the lake together.
Just jump in and disappear.
Right before we did, I got a call
about this girl that went off El Capitan.
Something inside me is like, "It's some
kind of cosmic message," you know?
A sign from God,
telling me not to go with Caleb yet.
Yeah, maybe it was.
No.
I was just scared.
And if I hadn't have been,
would've been me they were pulling out
of the water instead of Teddy Redwine.
How about next time
that you are thinking about
going to the lake
how about you give me a call?
I'll tag along, and
Hell, we'll go skinny-dipping.
- No one but me will pick him up.
- Understood.
And if you're running late,
we have an after-hours program.
- We'll slide him over.
- Great.
And you'll let them know too?
That I'm the only one who can get him?
Yeah, I'll make sure of it.
Hey, I know you like to wander sometimes,
but not today.
- You stay with your teacher, okay?
- Okay.
Okay.
Mm!
Gentle. Gentle.
- You ready?
- Thank you.
Hi, hi. Love your outfit today.
- Big winds last night.
- Yeah, it gave my place a shake.
- Thought I was gonna lose my roof.
- This is gonna burn off soon.
Think your gang
can handle that pine without you?
We gonna go fishing?
Hey, see you white boys back at the shop.
This is Turner, leave a message.
Shit.
No fishing rods.
Were you close with Maggie Cook
back in the day?
Shit, yeah. Of course we were friendly.
I was lucky.
Maggie was one of the nicest humans
I've ever known.
I never saw her when she wasn't smiling.
Even when she was sick,
she always asked me how I was doing first.
Well, that girl who went off El Capitan
was her daughter.
Daughter? Lucy?
You sure?
Yeah.
I thought Lucy's father killed her.
So did everybody else.
Except him, I guess.
How long has she been in the park?
Well, that's what we're fishing for.
Mr. Begay?
Agent.
Jay.
Sorry to bother you. I was just wondering,
did you know Maggie Cook?
Maggie? Sure, some.
This used to be her place
before she crossed over.
And you've lived on this property
the last ten years?
Give or take a few months.
- Is there some kind of problem?
- No, I was just wondering.
Have you seen a young girl
in this area the last few years?
What's this about, Jay?
Young woman went off the peak.
Agent just wants to do right by her.
Would you take a look at this for me?
I'm sorry, it's not pretty.
No, never seen her.
- Should I have?
- Just thought maybe she'd been around.
Like I said, not that I saw.
If you don't mind,
I'll take a look around.
Feel he's looking to
accuse me of something.
Ah, you can trust him.
He's just rough around the edges.
Ever since
Ho!
Now I know why you needed a Tonto.
Keep all the other Indians
from slamming the door in your face.
Think he was telling the truth?
With your people skills?
Hell, who would lie
to a charming guy like you?
Some of Maggie's things left behind
when Mato's family moved in.
Said he didn't know who to give them to,
and it felt wrong to throw them away.
Saw a girl up on the ridge above.
Said he never got close enough
to know if it was the same one.
She'd run off when she saw him coming.
He say when was the last time he saw her?
Months ago.
She came back here
because it felt familiar.
Safe.
Last time I was up here was with Lucy.
When our people released
her mother's spirit.
Sent her off to El-o’-win.
Never saw Lucy again after that day.
Why do you care so much
where she spent her last years?
Wouldn't change where she ended up.
Unless you think it wasn't just a stumble
that sent her over the edge.
These mean anything to you?
Real old Miwok magic.
Keep evil spirits away.
Evil spirits?
Evil anything.
Siri, give me directions
to a meadow filled with old hippies.
It's to the right, yeah?
Let's go. Come on.
Jill Bodwin?
- Hi.
- Hi.
Esther Avalos
with the Butler Carson Law Firm.
You know, if this is
about property transactions,
we're already aligned with a firm.
No, sorry. This is about Sean Sanderson.
He went missing in the park
about six years ago.
Your ex-husband Kyle Turner
led the investigation.
I'm sorry, there were
a lot of those cases back then.
Yeah, it seems like
an easy place to get lost.
Um, I actually spoke with Agent Turner
a couple of days ago.
He walked me through what he remembers
about Mr. Sanderson's disappearance,
but I thought that you might have
You know, I only volunteered
in the park a few summers.
- As a counselor.
- Understood.
No, sorry, this is more
about the park's investigation
and what you recall.
If you found anything unusual about it.
Unusual? In what way?
I guess just compared to
Agent Turner's other investigations.
Well, I'm sorry uh, Ms. Avalos.
I'm not sure how much time
you spent with Kyle,
but he doesn't share
a lot of information, about anything,
much less his work.
So, even when we were married,
he really didn't discuss cases with me.
I'm sure that during this period of time,
there was even less work discussion.
You and Agent Turner had lost a son
a few months before this, correct?
I don't mean to
I'm not sure what my son
has to do with this.
I'm simply trying to grasp
Agent Turner's state of mind
at the time of the investigation.
If he wasn't fully engaged,
which, I doubt any of us would be
following a situation
You'll have to ask Kyle about that.
Though, I'm not sure I'd recommend it.
And if you'll excuse me,
I have my own work to take care of.
So, have a great afternoon.
I didn't mean to upset you, Mrs. Bodwin.
Oh, I don't know you well enough
for you to upset me.
- Thank you for your time.
- You bet.
Fuck.
Look at us, horse.
Smallish foot.
See, Turner, this shit's not so hard.
Where do you need them?
"Lay off the gold tattoo shit."
Say again?
Why'd you send that message
to Teddy Redwine?
Yo, whoa, dude. Who the fuck are you?
Why did you send him that message?
What kind of badge is that shit?
A fucking zookeeper?
This isn't going to work
if we're both asking questions.
I got nothing to say.
Fuck, man.
What the fuck, dude?
"Lay off the gold tattoo shit.
Nothing good there. Not healthy."
- You were warning him about what?
- I'm telling you, man. I don't know.
You two were friends?
Fuck.
- Me and T.
- And the gold tattoos, what were they?
- I don't know.
- What were they?
- I don't know!
- Who gave it to 'em?
They're like a brand.
Like on a cow or some shit.
These connected to the tattoos?
Hmm?
You're closed.
Fuck.
We're closed.
- I got an appointment.
- Bro, I said we're closed.
Fuck you.
- Fuck. You're costing me customers.
- These connected?
I've seen those before.
And I heard about the gold tattoos.
But I make damn sure
I don't know nothing about any of it.
There ain't no future in that shit.
Not for me, T, nobody.
Not for you either, bro.
And you got no idea
where they're coming in from?
Not even if someone walked in
with a fucking map.
But I tried to tell Teddy.
Can't even acknowledge this shit exists.
Hello?
Hello?
Ah!
Ah!
No!
Vasquez, you in there?
Goddammit.
No.
God.
Help!
Oh, fuck.
Fuck!
Fuck.
Okay.
Oh, Fuck. Oh, fuck.
Help!
Help!
Help!
No!
Ah!
No!
Please
Vasquez!
Turner!
- Turner!
- I'm here!
I'm here! I'm here!
I see you. It's okay. Hey.
I can't move. There's water coming in.
You gotta pull me out.
You're okay.
I can't get to you.
- You can come back to me.
- I'm fucking stuck.
You gotta pull me out.
The water's coming in.
You made it there. Nothing has changed.
You can make it back.
You have to stop fighting it.
Close your eyes.
Slow your breath.
You're on your bed.
Your son is beside you.
He's looking at you.
Perfectly still.
You can feel his heartbeat.
Just slow your breathing down.
Just think of your son.
Just slow it down.
I moved.
Okay
I got you. There we go.
It's okay. Take your time.
Shh
You're okay.
- Oh God.
- Well done.
It's all right.
- Hey. You're okay.
- Yeah.
I know.
Oh my God.
I'm sorry. Jesus.
It's okay.
That was so so stupid.
How'd you find me?
You left a pretty good trail.
I'd have been here sooner, but the tracks
kept going round in circles.
Ha-ha-ha.
I found it up top.
You just may have stumbled
on something, Ranger Vasquez.
- Hi
- Hi.
Oh
When I was young
And I was barely free
Just a boy upon my mother's knee
Was that the wind
Howling through the trees?
Or was that you calling me?
Calling to me
You showed me where
The candle flame was black
I said, "Oh, baby
I never noticed that"
And with your breasts
Pressed against my back
You were laughing in the bath
Laughing in the bath
Take a look at this face of mine
Is it cool? Is it crystalline?
Or a pale imitation?
A brand-new tessellation?
Tell me what you see
Moondog, you're all I need
My mind keeps circling back to you
Just like the universe, it begs me to
What frightens me
Is what frightens you
Oh, babe, what are we gonna do?
Lucy, I told you to stay out of my shit!
I’ll beat your little ass!
I want Mommy.
Then she shouldn't have died!
- Jimmy!
- Coming, Dad.
Get in here and clean this shit up!
Turn this shit off.
Give me a cigarette.
Hi.