All language subtitles for Untamed.2025.S01e02.720P.Hevc.X265-Megusta[Eztvx.To]

I'm looking into this girl
who went off El Capitan.

Heard anything about that?

Just that another tourist
got too close to the edge.

I'm no mineral expert,
but looks like gold to me.

Bullet wound through her left thigh.
Hidden by the other injuries.

So it wasn't just coyotes
she was running from.

Worth checking on any missing
Indigenous girls in the state though.

If you're stumbling a bit,
talk to me, okay?

What will you wish for?

Same thing I always wish for.

That is my godson, Caleb.

He passed away several years ago,
I'm afraid.

Death has come again to my people's lands.
Bodies will fall like the stars.

There's still no answer yet from the park

regarding the death of this young woman,

other than the investigation
is still ongoing.

However, with this recent fatality,

combined with resurfacing questions

regarding the disappearance
of Stockton businessman, Sean Sanderson,

it's putting the park's PR team
on the defense.

So, are you getting him settled in okay?

Sir?

Gael. New town and all.

Uh, yeah, he's pretty easy to please.

Preschool till noon.
Stays with a neighbor till I get home.

Little different vibe than LA.

Listen to me. The sign said
we could ride horses on the trail.

- Sit.
- I don't know what I did wrong.

The list is long, asshole.

Starting with you were not on a trail

and ending with
a cow is not a fucking horse.

Trailer tipped, and some cattle got loose.

- This...
- Hey, hey, hey.

...shit-faced rodeo clown

barebacks one of them
through a fucking fence.

What... Wait a sec. Wait a sec.

- Yeah, no, I'm not.
- I... I lost my phone.

I don't care.

I'm gonna start leaving
idiots like this out there.

Survival of the fittest and all that shit.

Yeah, I guess it's not exactly LA.

- Yeah.
- People don't ride cows in LA.

No, sir.

So, how's your other kid getting on?

Special Agent Turner.

Yeah, he's definitely tougher
than a four-year-old.

Mm.

Hell of a good agent though.

You stick close and watch,

you'll pick up a lot.

Yeah, he... he knows
his way around out there.

Found a bracelet Jane Doe was wearing
when she went off.

Connected it to a camp they used to run.

Wildwood Nature Adventures.

Yeah, for disadvantaged kids.
It's a while back.

From 2008 to 2011.

Wait, so he's...

he's got you here
looking for a match for a bracelet?

Mm-hmm.

Got 'em.

Gotta be kidding me.

Bart kept all this
in case they ever started a camp up again.

- Anyone could've picked up one of these?
- Just about.

Folks would come in and grab a handful
for a kid's party or something.

Right.

Remind him that my job is on the line.

Not that he'd care.

Vasquez.

We get the toxicology report back yet?

No.

Well, tell him we need it today,
no excuses.

Okay.

What are you
turning up with that bracelet?

Besides these things being handed out
as party favors for the past decade?

What's that mean?

There's a box full of 'em at the station
for anyone who wants one.

Probably just wasting time chasing these.

Yeah. Wasting time
until you realize you aren't.

That's the job, Ranger Vasquez.

Milch!

I'll trade for your cow rider.

So, personally, this is, uh,
this is my favorite.

It's a freshwater nine-foot, five-weight.

- Wow.
- Kind of feels like it's part of your arm.

Whoa.

Why don't we just save the big cast
for outdoors, yeah?

Uh... Yeah, excuse me.

Fuck me. Turner!

Turner. Turner!

What the hell, Turner? You can't just...

Goddammit, I don't...
I don't know how that, uh...

Double trouble, Teddy.

You're on federal land.
This feels heavy enough for distribution.

No, man. I'm...

I was just going over to Mariposa to hang.

That's just for me.

These too?

No. Fuck, man.

I don't know what that shit is.

It's about three years
for trafficking is what it is.

Dude... none of that was in my ride.

It kinda feels like
it could've been, though, doesn't it?

If it isn't yours, who do I talk to?

I got no idea.

- Who puts this on their product?
- No-- No clue.

I'll be right there, sir.

Just... hey, Turner.

Let me ask around, okay?

- You'll be straight with me, right?
- Yeah, shit.

- Who's this? Look.
- Fuck, man.

- You didn't look, Teddy.
- I don't need to see. I don't know her.

- Never seen her before?
- No.

- Part-time work?
- No.

- Maybe she hung out with your friends?
- I don't know who everybody hangs with.

Who do you hang out with?

Nobody.

Yeah, shocker.

What about this tattoo?

Now, look. Who does work like this?

Anyone with a sewing needle, bro.

It's a fucking X.

Yeah, except the ink's got flakes in it.

Actual gold.

Shit, I've never heard of that before.

It's way too pricey for any artist I know.

But you're gonna ask around for me, right?

About the pills, the girl, the tattoo?

Yeah.

Jesus, I'll ask.

Okay.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey.

My stuff?

You give me something,
I'll give you the stuff, Teddy.

Come on, man.

...a room service menu
as well as the Wi-Fi password.

Yosemite Falls should be beautiful
today at sunset.

Anything else you need,
don't hesitate to give me a call.

- Thank you.
- We're good.

- Enjoy your stay.
- Thanks.

Hello, you. It's been a while.

Thought you'd got lost
in the wilderness or something.

A lot of things keep me busy.

Yes, right.

Well, you know, we're all busy.
Still call someone back, huh?

Yeah.

Sorry.

You're not here to see me
right now either.

- Work stuff.
- Right.

Yeah.

Uh...

Well, look at that.
Now I get to be too busy for you.

Uh, but I will see you around, maybe.

Yeah, okay.

Front desk, Lana speaking.

You do realize nothing happens
unless you push the button.

What do you know about these carvings?

Well, just that they came with the place
and... been here a lot longer than I have.

- Feel like a cheeseburger?
- No.

Sure you do.

So how's our Jane Doe coming along?

You buying me this lunch or is Hamilton?

Yeah, he checked in a few times,

so I guess...
Lawrence and I are splitting the tab.

Found a couple of things.

Not sure where they lead yet.

What, like the camp bracelets?

Vasquez mentioned that.

I won't be getting
Lawrence's hopes up on that one.

We take what we can get.

I, uh... had a call last week from a buddy

who, uh, runs a park up at Glacier.

He's... looking for an agent
to station up there.

More of a presence.

I heard.

Might be a good opportunity.
Change of scenery for a bit.

Just temporary, he says.

Look, let Vasquez or Milch
take over Jane Doe.

And if it turns into something, then,

we'll bring an ISB agent
from some other park.

Why do I feel like Jill may be picking up
part of this lunch tab too?

Hmm?

No, she didn't bring up Glacier.
That was my idea.

But she is concerned.

She's got no reason to be.

I'm guessing
that your 2:00 a.m. phone calls

aren't helping your case any there.

You've locked yourself away
in this park, Kyle.

It's not healthy.

You've been in that cabin for years,
still living out of boxes. Jesus.

I'm fine. All right?

I'll tell Jill.

Better yet, you tell her,

so I don't scare her with another call.

Listen, what happened with... with Caleb,

there's no getting past that.

But there is a fine line between
staying to hang on to something

and staying to just hurt.
If you don't know the difference--

You know what, just tell everyone
I said thanks for lunch.

Yeah, it's a great home for a family.

There's lots of open space
to run inside and out.

There's a beautiful little park.

Neighborhood park down the block.

Uh, it's a top-ten school district.

I used to be an elementary school teacher.

I'm so sorry, I gotta grab this.

- But, um, feel free to look around, okay?
- Of course.

I'm in the middle
of showing a house, Kyle.

Is everything okay?

I need you to do me a favor

and not pull the Paul Souter alarm
every time I call you after 6:00 p.m.

Okay, you know what?
I don't have time for this right now.

But I only mentioned it to Paul

because it's been happening
more frequently lately.

And I'm worried.

Well, don't worry. It won't happen again.

It really is lovely place.

Yeah, it's a larger lot,

so it's an extra quarter acre.

I mean, I think your kids could have
a really good time out here.

You have children?

Uh, I do.

Um...

I have, uh... two girls

and a little boy.

- That's perfect.
- Yeah.

I'm really lucky.

Agent Turner,
I was just leaving you a note.

Esther Avalos.

How can I help you?

I'm the investigator for the firm
representing Sean Sanderson's family.

Mr. Sanderson disappeared
just over five years ago.

I remember.

I'm working on
the family's wrongful death case.

Whose wrongful death?

Sean Sanderson. As you know, he--

You said he went missing.

In California, a petition may be filed

after a missing person has not
been seen or heard from for five years.

We have reached that point.

I'm hoping to get a little clarity
from you on a few things. Um...

Two days after
Mr. Sanderson's disappearance,

his vehicle was found parked
on a service road outside the park?

Yeah, I'm the one who found it.

And at the time, you weren't able
to track his movement into the park?

Well, tracking someone on foot

isn't quite as easy
as it looks in the movies.

And a few days later, three campers
contacted the county sheriff's department,

saying they had spoken to a man
thought to be Mr. Sanderson

at the North Pines campground site.

Yeah, well, they seemed sure.

We did a search of the surrounding area,
but didn't find anything.

Yes, well, a note was recently discovered

where Mr. Sanderson had scribbled
the words, "Meet CA at North Pines."

Do you think that could mean anything?

Him referencing a meeting
at this location?

Is the note dated?

Not that I'm aware.

Then I have no idea
if the two are related.

I would suggest going through his contacts
for a match to that CA that you mentioned.

I already did that,
but thank you for the tip. Um...

In your report, you stated that
you headed a weeks-long investigation.

The way I understand your position,
an ISB agent investigates crimes

inside the park system.

If you didn't feel
that there was any foul play,

why not just let the rangers
handle the search?

I didn't have any other
open investigations at the time,

so, situations like that...
I like to pitch in.

Understood.

One last thing, Agent Turner.

Do you feel that you were
in a proper condition

to head the search for Mr. Sanderson?

I saw that you took a voluntary leave
just a few months earlier

due to a personal matter.

Yeah, I was fine.

Okay, then.

- Thank you.
- Have a good day.

Caleb!

Caleb!

Caleb!

No!

Toxicology came back clean on Jane Doe.
No trace of anything.

Tell Milch he owes me 20 bucks.

Yeah, I'm not touching that one.

So what's our next move?

We talk to some people.

Can I get to these people in a Jeep?

No.

- I don't wanna ride another horse.
- You won't be.

You'll be riding the same horse.

Equine humor.

Hilarious.

I haven't seen this view before.

You can't get here in a Jeep.

And this is all part of the park?

People come here to explore.

They see maybe 10% of the park.

The rest of it's out there.

Picked up more
of Jane Doe's tracks earlier.

Found these.

Getting them tested.
My guess is some kind of a blend.

But she was clean.

So we talk to someone who isn't.

What is this?

A squatter village.

You think those pills
might've belonged to one of them?

Maybe.

Gives us a good excuse
to ask some questions.

Where do these people come from?

All over.

Greenbloods, old hippies,
conspiracy fanatics.

Or just hiding from the world.

This isn't legal, right,
for them to be here?

You move them on, they just
turn up another part of the park.

It's like Whack-A-Mole with bad BO.

Boo!

Sounds like you're not
very welcome here, Agent Turner.

Unfortunately, I'm the only one of us
supposed to be here, Glory.

This little show would land stronger if
they'd stop breaking into people's tents

and cars and stealing gear.

Oh, I wouldn't know
anything about that. Yeah.

But those people,
they are part of the system.

Invaders.

You're a fresh face, darling.

This is Ranger Vasquez,
she's new, up from LA.

Oh, and the first thing you do
is bring her up here to hassle us.

Yeah.

We don't hurt anyone.

We wanna live here in peace
and just enjoy this land.

We are guardians of the wilderness.

Yeah, that's what you are, yeah.

So where's Abuelo?

Get out of here.

He's on a spiritual walkabout.

And how long do these usually take?

Hours, days, weeks.

Abuelo returns when he's found his center.

Or when the mushrooms have worn off.

Is this, uh, his artwork?

Abuelo is many things,
not really an artist.

Is this the sort of thing
that you have chosen

to sell your conscience for?

I guess.

Was this girl part of your group?

What happened to her?

Went off the summit.

Her choice?

Trying to figure that out.

Any of you know this girl?

Do you recognize this girl?

- Do any of you know this girl?
- Our land...

Any of you know this girl?

Our earth, our land.

Jesus... Really?

Our earth, our land.

Do any of you know her?

Why is Abuelo so popular?

Just trying to connect some dots.

Yeah, that's what De Niro said.

What I don't like is all of you
trying to connect your dots to us.

De Niro?

I don't know, your Deer Hunter ranger,

came by here last night.

Do you recognize her?

Do any of you know this girl?

If you can help us...

What's your name?

- Hey, tell me.
- Don't talk to her.

Excuse me. Help me.

- Hey...
- Don't put your hands on me.

Hey.

Back up. Now.

Ranger, let's go. We're done here.

She knows something.

- What's your name?
- Ranger...

- There's more here to--
- Vasquez.

- We're done.
- Better go.

Bye-bye.

Things are handled differently here.

Maybe you should just
go back to the big city.

Fuck you, lady.

And brush your teeth.

She knew something.

Yeah, maybe.
But she wasn't gonna say anything,

not with that group cheering her on.

So this cult here,
they get to call the shots?

For today.

Then what was this about? Who's Abuelo?

Resident squatter shaman.

Their version of a dealer?

Pretty much.

Head southwest to the canyon
and then follow the trail.

Where are you going?

Hang on.

Shit.

Thanks.

You're killing me, horse.

No, no! Come back!

Fuck.

What's mine is yours.

Hmm.

I hoped you'd feel that way.

How you doing, Kyle?

Mm.

Better now.

Thought those were off limits to you.

Nah.

A special occasion.

What qualifies as
a special occasion nowadays?

Well, I'm a positive thinker.

I can find something special in anything
if I put my mind to it.

Where you coming in from, Shane?

I had to ride out to the Clemmons Gap.

For deer.

Glad it wasn't further,
the cooler would have been empty.

Station said a few of them
have got chronic.

Yeah, some of the females.

Trying to clean them out
before it spreads too deep.

Did someone get in touch with you
about a coyote attack on a hiker?

Yeah, out near Washburn.

Looking into it.

How did you know where I was camped?

You've never been patient enough
to hide your trail.

Yeah, it's a habit
of being Wildlife Control, I guess.

I'm usually the one doing the hunting.

So what's a phony shaman like Abuelo
have to do with sick deer?

Yeah, I have a feeling I should have been
looking over my shoulder for a while now.

I just had some questions for him.

Abuelo's suddenly a wildlife expert?

I'm not like you, Kyle. I got hobbies.

Hobbies or habits?

Habits are the one thing
we both got, I guess.

What you know about the girl
who went off El Capitan?

Jesus Christ, a lot of questions.

You wanna shine a flashlight in my eye,
set the mood?

I just need to know if I need to
look into it or if I can pass it on.

All I know is what I heard on the radio.

Anything beyond that,
that's your department, not mine.

Funny how you should turn up looking
for Abuelo around the same time as me.

Yeah, well, who's to say?
The world's full of coincidences.

I'm not one of them Smokey the Bear
rangers, works under you, Kyle.

Just looking to swap mine out.
I'm curious about the weight.

Huh.

Nice feel to it.

What's the top range
before you lose accuracy?

I haven't found it yet.

Fuck! Jesus Christ!

The fuck is wrong with you?

It's a neat little trick.

Just trying to see
what kind of secrets you got, Shane.

We all got little secrets, Kyle.
You gonna tell mine before I tell yours?

I'll know soon enough, I guess.

Yeah, I guess.

Thanks for the beer.

Again, I'm sorry I'm so late.
Work was a little crazy today.

I didn't mind one bit.
He's such a sweet boy.

Well, thank you.

Oh. Did his father get in touch with you?

His father?

Yeah, he called today.

I'll call him tonight.

- Thank you.
- Okay.

And can you make its wings
look almost like flowers,

like they're blooming off its body?

Can do whatever you want.

- Hey.
- Yo, T.

- How's it going?
- It's going.

Hey, that's cool.

Gonna make the wings like flowers.

- Nice.
- How are your pockets, bro?

Empty.

Fuck, dude. Who did that to us?

Uh...

Okay, this asshole ranger jacked my stash,

but I'm gonna get it back
from him tomorrow.

- It'll be smoked by then.
- No, no.

Not... not this guy.

Do you know anything about gold tattoos?

Like, um, using real gold
as ink or some shit?

Fuck, yeah. That would be so drip.
Around the wings, like pixie dust.

There's no such thing.

Well, this ranger,
he said he found a gold X

on some girl that went off El Cap.

Said it matched a design on a pill bottle.

He don't know what he's talking about.

You can't put gold on people.
Fucks up the skin.

Okay, like how?

Ain't real.

He shoved a picture in my face.
Looked pretty fucking real to me.

Fuck that dude. Let him keep the weed.

Go grab us some new.

Linson, if I don't give
this park cop what he--

Look, I got nothing for you, T.

Just fucking leave it.

Now, fuck off.

Go.

Okay, I'm going.

Jesus.

This fucking guy.

Yeah.

Looks sick, see...

Okay.

Oh. Marlon.

Before you sneak out...
I need you to run these for me.

Let me know
if they came from the same gun.

Lab closed 45 minutes ago, Turner.

Goddamn it.

- But I'm not running them till tomorrow.
- All right, results to me only.

Jesus!

L is for the way you look at me

O is for the only one I see

V is very, very...

Thanks for the cake.

Wasn't sure you'd show on a Saturday.

Free food.

I don't know about this cake choice.
How many people actually like coconut?

Didn't take you long to move past
the perk of it being free.

It's just common sense, you know? Math.

I think they said it's Mary's favorite.

With this many people,
you do not get cute with the cake.

Why is he doing that?

Oh, I get it. You already had some, huh?

We shared a slice.

What? Now you want this one?

Jesus Christ. Here.

- What do you say?
- Thanks!

- Yeah.
- Yeah, all right.

He was gonna kill me for it anyway.

Kid's got little shark eyes.

Yeah.

What can I get ya?

Club soda, please.

Thank you.

Wanna dance?

No.

It's a joke, Kyle.

We never danced.

Um, could I get a red wine, please?

We danced once.

- A little dive bar down La Paz.
- Oh, yeah.

Honeymoon.

That was more like drunk moving around.

Good old days.

Oh...

Happy anniversary, you two.

- Oh, it's so good to see you, darling.
- You look beautiful.

Thank you. You too.

Happy anniversary.

It's a long time to spend with this guy.

Yeah, well, every time she tries
to sneak off, I... I bring her back.

You and Turner find anything yet
on that Jane Doe?

What, are you already playing
his elite strike force

nobody-gets-to-know-anything game?

I'm just being a good little ranger
and doing what I'm told.

Can he come swing?

- Souter's granddaughter, Sadie.
- Hi.

Hi.

You wanna go swing with Sadie? Okay.

Just stay right there.
We gotta leave in a few minutes, okay?

We're actually going to the swing!

No wandering, please, Sadie!

Okay.

That's the mistake Turner makes.
We all see shit out there.

He should include us. We could help.

And he thinks all we can handle
is stolen beer coolers.

There's Scott.

There he is.

- Hey, Scott.
- Hey.

Good to see you.

Hey, sorry I'm late.
I had to drop the kids off with friends.

We're just glad you made it.

- Welcome.
- Well, thank you for having me.

Jill says it's your 40th.

Yeah, it means we're getting old.

Or you, you know,
just found the right person, huh?

I mean, 40-year anniversaries
are pretty rare these days.

Not easy to do.

- Yeah.
- Not that the... you know, the right...

situation... I guess I just...

I just meant congratulations.

- Thanks, Scott.
- Thanks.

Yeah. How's it going, Kyle?

Well, that tooth you worked on,
it still doesn't feel quite right.

Oh.

- Ah. Uh...
- Yeah.

Quit while you're ahead.

Hey, who is that?

I saw her at Turner's place the other day.

Well, that's... That's his ex, Jill.

What's their deal?

She married some dentist in town
a few years after Caleb died.

Caleb?

Their son.

What?

Shit.

Yeah, like... five, six years ago.

He was out in the park
with some children's group hiking,

and I think Caleb
drifted off from the group.

Nobody thought much about it
because, you know,

him and Turner were
out there all the time.

Hell, Caleb knew more about
those woods than the counselors,

but they lost track of him.

And some sick fuck grabbed him
without anybody knowing about it.

- Jesus.
- Mm-hmm.

I didn't...

Everybody went looking for that kid.

Two days later, Turner found his body...
down around Grouse Lake.

Did they find who did it?

But that whole thing
really messed Turner up.

He started drinking hard.

Would've lost his badge if...
Souter hadn't helped him hang on to it.

Doesn't mean he's not still
a fucking prick to work with,

but at least he's got a good reason.

Didn't know that kind of stuff
happened up here.

Something about putting people
in the wilderness.

They figure nobody's watching,

so they do whatever bad shit
pops in their head.

First time I've been
to Captain Souter's house.

Nice spot.

Yeah.

How's your Saturday going?

Like all the rest.

I've put a little dent
in those camp archives.

Gonna head to the station now.

Waste some more time.

Until I'm not.

See you suckers!

Hey, you. You were supposed
to stay with Sadie.

She just kept making me push her.

Ah.

This is mine. Gael.

This is Agent Turner.

Hi, Agent Turner.

Hi.

Hey, I'm gonna head back to work too.

Let me know if something
turns up on your end.

Mm.

Wow. Brian and Corrine
are going to Costa Rica next month.

Honey, you hear that?

- Did...
- Oh. I...

Yeah, you know, Scott and I
have been trying to do that,

but we haven't been able
to pull the trigger.

You got this, Shelbs.

No, she's gonna back out.

Shut up. You don't have to jump.

Ignore them.

Let's go. Let's go.

Whoo!

Oh man!

Oh, my God, yes!

- Yeah!
- Way to go, Shelbs!

Whoo!

Yeah!

Hey, Sam.

Did you get those two files
I just sent you?

Can you run facial recognition on them?
I'm looking for a match.

And any way you can mirror me
so I can see the results?

- This is Turner.
- Uh, we got a situation.

Yeah, I'm watching.

Shit.

The bait shop kid?

Teddy?

Some of the kids working in this park,

the shit they get into.

Not his fault.

Yeah.

I found Jane Doe.