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And we're sure this
is our Jane Doe?

That's her. It was my case,
Lucy Cook's abduction.

She disappeared from
her father's house.

No sign of forced entry,
no trail to follow.

So where's Abuelo?

He's on a spiritual walkabout.

-What's your name?
-Don't talk to her.

Tell me.

Where you coming in from, Shane?

It's funny 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.

Did his father get
in touch with you?

-His father?
-Yeah, he called today.

Were you close with Maggie
Cook back in the day?

Yeah, of course
we were friendly.

Well, that girl who went off
El Capitan was her daughter.

Lucy?

Jesus! Fuck!

I found it up top.

You just may have stumbled
on something, Ranger Vasquez.

Can I help you?

Hold up! I just want to talk!

You shouldn't keep
helping them, Lu.

They're bad people.

Who isn't?

You!

I rally all who are chosen Who
don't let society hold them

Asylum for the hurt and the
broken Precious metal, I am golden

Of the moon and the sun Where
I'm from is outside of the matrix

It has begun, revolution
We gotta say this

Call it what you want
Call it what you need

There's a shift There's
a glitch in this rеality

Now it's up to us
Now it's up to me

To invoke what was spoken
Through thе air that we breathe

I'm not sure I understand.

I mean, I get these three.

X marks the spot and all.

But how are you connecting the
guy from the river with them?

Where does Teddy Redwine fit?

Well, anyone looking
for weed inside the park

would usually find
their way to Teddy.

He was into other shit as
well, but nothing too heavy.

I went and saw him to see if he
knew anything about the pills.

Put the squeeze on him to
find out what he could.

Next, he's getting
pulled out of the water.

It was a bad move by
me jamming him into it.

So Teddy, Lucy, the drugs.

You think this Abuelo guy
could be behind all of it?

Did you hear back from
your friend in Mariposa PD?

They seen any of
those pills there?

Said they're starting to see
more, but no idea of the source.

-We heading back to that mine?
-I am.

What, I get a time-out
'cause of yesterday?

You tell me what happens if I
hadn't found a horse missing.

Gosh, Dad, I don't
know. Nothing good.

I told you I screwed up.

I won't sneak the family car
out again without asking.

Someone told me you should
never go in those places alone!

There's some extra
gear in the box.

Would help out in
the parking lot?

I was hoping to slip out and have
lunch with my granddaughter today.

We could turn off the lights,
wait for them to go away.

That'll help.

If you're waiting for a ball game
to break out, I got two bad knees.

Oh. Oh, yeah, no. Uh...

I work at Foot
Locker up in Tahoe.

Uh-huh.

Um, sorry. I came
down because, uh...

I knew Lucy Cook
when she was little.

I don't know what to do with
that. Sorry for your loss.

Oh, no, no, no.
It's not like that.

I haven't seen her in...
I don't know. A long time.

Um...

Are you working on her
case? The disappearance?

No, that'd be Agent Turner,

but he's sort of moved on to the
next horrible phase of her life.

And he's not here.

Um, well, can I wait for him?

Sure. Yeah.

Yeah, he'd love to talk to you.

Nice guy. And it's
his birthday today.

Okay.

Thank you very much.

Yeah, thank you.

Nice and easy.

Don't want to go
down there again.

Okay.

The ground should
be stable here,

but if it gives a little
just step back, okay?

Okay.

This is what? An old gold mine?

Probably been here
since, like, 1850s.

Thousands of these
abandoned around the state.

-I didn't know this one existed.
-Lucky for us, I found it, huh?

It would definitely make
for a good place to hide.

Yeah. Or to be doing
something you shouldn't.

These are all connected somehow. It's
like an underground tunnel system.

Watch out for rusty nails, hey.

Temperature's way up down here.

Air's not going to be great.
Probably traces of arsenic.

Arsenic?

The bad guys use ventilators
and we get nothing?

Hold on.

What is that?

What? Is it a cave-in?

Close your eyes.

Fuck! What?!

Ah!

Oh! You never said
anything about bats!

Watch out for bats.

Using the mines to run product?

That would be the bet.

We're still inside
the park here, right?

Yeah. Looks like a shortcut
through the mountain.

Found something.

Animals got to it.

Vultures. Picked it clean.

I don't think Abuelo's coming
back from his walkabout.

This is Turner. I got
something for you.

Single turkey vulture working
on the maxilla bone there.

A couple ravens showed
up to crash the party.

What's your best guess on
how long this has been here?

Five or six days?

Looks longer than that.

Yeah, vultures accelerate decay.
It can throw off a timeline.

This, definitely inside a week.

Think you can find me
some more of the remains?

Oh. It might take a while.

Can't we just look for
birds circling around?

You must be new
here. Is she new?

-LA.
-Ah.

It's a misconception that
vultures circle the dead.

They're too large to
flap their wings to fly,

so they find air thermals
to help them soar.

If you want a vulture
to help find a body,

you need to look lower, so
tree branches, fence posts.

-This needs to be a ground search.
-You stay here with Morris.

You're leaving me with...

Let me know if you
find something.

Vultures aren't
equipped to hunt,

which makes them the
only animals in the world

that depend on death
as a food source.

They hone in on the chemicals
that are released during decay.

They descend to the remains,
and they begin to feast.

They start with the eyes,
then the skin, tissues.

Always leave the spine.

They really are
amazing creatures.

Wish I loved anything as
much as you love these birds.

Now what vultures love
more than anything...

brains.

That's brains?

Crystalline.

Roughly a week old, I'd say.

What do you think, Ranger
Vasquez? Forty-five caliber?

Very close range.

Execution style.

As he was standing
against that tree.

Wow.

We found him.

Let's tidy up some
for our guest.

All alone?

What? You send your little
sidekick back to LA?

Vultures did a number on him.

Rest of Abuelo's half-buried
in a shallow grave.

You know, he was kind of
depressed when he left here.

Guess he decided to
punch his own ticket.

Bury himself before
pulling the trigger?

Halfway, you said.

Like most things Abuelo did.

The way I remember, you two
were a couple at one point.

Well, that just means that I
would wake up every morning

and hope that he would die.

Not that I would
actually kill him.

Well, reason to think
the person who shot him

might be responsible for a couple
other recent deaths in the park.

Aw, hell!

You called in the
cavalry, did you, Turner?

Just wanted to take a look around.
Make sure none of you in danger.

We are perfectly safe.

You can't just bust in on...
on people's property like this.

These are our
personal belongings.

We have constitutional rights!

Glory, you picked the
one spot to pitch a tent

the constitution
will not help you.

So, how is Glory's
bunch here involved?

It's all connected somehow.
Lucy Cook, the drugs,

Teddy, now Abuelo.

Just need to find
something to convince Glory

to help us fill in the blanks.

Found these. Under
a fucking bedpan.

Why would they have
a bedpan out here?

Just to dump it in the woods?

Skip the fucking
middleman, you know?

This your recycling?

Is that for me or you?

Get through this, you and
I can split one after.

Where'd you get these?

Couldn't say.

Let's say Abuelo
gave these to you.

Abuelo was not known for
his altruistic tendencies.

He didn't give me anything.

Oh, except for a
lingering case of herpes.

Well, let's say he sold these
to you. Where'd he get them?

I wish I knew. I'd get more.

And you got no interest in helping
us find the people who murdered him?

Good riddance.

Abuelo was an asshole.

And that... that young girl
who went off El Capitan...

Lucy Cook?

Whatever. That's just a name.

She doesn't mean anything to me.

The same as Abuelo.

That's a cold way to
look at things, Glory.

For over two decades,
I worked the same job.

I was very good at
it. Better than most.

And then, um, a week
after my 50th birthday,

I was not so gently
kicked out the door.

They even misspelled my name
on the termination letter.

And then, a short time later,

the doctor tells
me I've got cancer,

but no insurance to
do anything about it.

So I figured, fuck it.

If I'm gonna die,

let's do it far away from
the real world as I can get.

Where there's no
more fake sympathy

from nurses or doctors

or the insurance voices
saying how sorry they are

while they look
at their watches,

hurrying on to the next sad story
with a social security number.

That... was nine years ago.

And I'm still kicking.

Barely, sometimes.

Days where...

I hurt enough

or I am scared enough

that I will try
just about anything.

Except fake sympathy...

for girls that I don't know

or men that I don't like.

So forgive me, Agent Turner,

if my tone lacks a
certain degree of warmth.

That's what honesty sounds like.

What you sound like.

Let her go.

Well, that was shocking,
especially as she's always been

so happy to cooperate
with us in the past.

We'll keep the rest overnight,

see if any want to give us something to
help them get back out into the wild.

Let me do some
background checks,

see if we can find
something to leverage.

Speaking of background...

Here's Lucy Cook's DNA
results that you asked for.

They came to me for some reason.

Any interesting threads?

Just one.

No Rory Cook?

He would have been in the
system. He should be in there.

Unless he wasn't the father.

Any talk of that back then?

There's no way that he would have
taken Lucy in after Maggie died,

if he'd known he wasn't her dad.

Hmm.

Let's see where some
of these names lead us.

Anyway, I'm not sure that
it matters now that, uh,

everything seems to be leaning
in a drug-deal direction.

Maybe not for her death, but it
could for what happened back then.

-Agent Turner!
-Yeah?

There's some kid
waiting for you.

-What's he want?
-Something about Lucy Cook.

Can I help you?

-Oh, Agent Turner?
-Yeah.

Yeah, I'm Matt Sturge.
Nice to meet you.

I was told to wait for
you. Uh, happy birthday.

The other ranger, he told
me it was your birthday.

What do you need?

It's about Grace McRay.

I'm sorry, Lucy Cook. She
was Grace when I knew her.

I don't follow you.

So I grew up over in Yelton.

It's a little anthill of a
town across the line in Nevada.

I saw in the news about her.

I'm pretty sure she lived
down the street from me.

-Lucy Cook?
-Yeah.

With a pastor's family.

See, I went to
their church, so...

Uh, she looked a little
different. Hair and stuff, but...

I'd put money on that
being her, for sure.

And that's me, right
there next to her.

Hmm. With a little
imagination, maybe.

-When was the last time you saw her?
-I don't know. Maybe ten years or so.

Pastor Gibbs and his
wife said back then

that she left to go live
with her real family.

They say where this
real family was?

No. Just sort of
got forgotten about.

Like Grace there.

You mind if I hold on to that?

Uh, yeah. Sure. Yeah.

Um...

And also, there's... articles,

online, about a reward
that was being passed out

for information about her
disappearance. $10,000.

Here we go.

Not really missing anymore.

Yeah, well, I thought since
nobody collected before,

there still might
be some left over.

This man here will take care
of all your reward details.

Okay. Thank you, sir. Thank you.

Okay.

Please don't run.

I really don't want to have to
chase you down on this thing.

Yeah, Lucy used to go
in that mine a lot.

What would she do in there?

Forget who she was.

Become someone else.

Someone without all her pain.

You met here in the park?

Yeah, when we were, like, 16.

Not long after I got here.

And Lucy was already here?

Yeah, yeah. She had a...

a tent somewhere out in
the middle of nowhere,

where no one could find her.

You did.

Well, no, she found me.

It was nice back then.

Felt like we had the
whole world to ourselves.

How long had she been out here?

I think she grew up around
the park until her mom died,

and then... she ran away from
some other place after that.

We had a spot up
on Garrison Ridge,

and we were there
for a few years.

And then, um...

Lucy got a crush on some guy,

and started being... gone a lot.

Sometimes for days.

What was the guy's name?

Terces.

That's what she
called him. It's...

It's "secret" spelled backwards.

Lucy had all kinds of secrets,
but... that one was her favorite.

I mean, God knows why. He's...

He's not a nice guy. He got
her into all sorts of bad shit.

And after that, when I'd see her,
she'd either be carrying drugs or cash,

just depending on which
direction she was going.

Did you ever go with her?

See who she was working
for? Where they were?

No, ma'am.

That shit scared me.

I remember she'd come back
all, like, beat up sometimes.

And, uh, one day she left,
and she never came back.

Did you see Lucy
again after that?

Maybe in the distance sometimes
when she was dealing with Abuelo.

Uh, they had a spot in this gulch
where she would go drop drugs,

and he'd swap it
out for cash and...

I saw her near there, like,
maybe a week or so ago,

and she was carrying the bag
that she uses for deliveries.

She was alone?

Yeah.

What about someone else
who worked with Abuelo?

He was with Pakuna a lot.

Pakuna?

Yeah.

-He lived with you guys?
-He was friends with Abuelo.

They'd go do their
walkabouts together.

I should clear out too.

You need somewhere to stay?

I got places, ma'am.

Can you tell me
where that gulch is?

Where Lucy and Abuelo
would make the swap?

Had it buried out
there, but it was empty.

And the girl? She saw
Lucy Cook make the drop?

Yeah.

If that buzzard dude's math is
right, Abuelo was already dead.

So someone else
knew it was there.

Could be this other squatter
she told me about. Pakuna.

Said he was the closest of
their bunch with Abuelo.

He's refused to talk so far,

but we're still holding
him at the station.

He might know who Lucy and
Abuelo were moving product for.

Well, whoever they are, their
operation would have to be

on the east side of the mine.

Maybe we take a chopper
tomorrow. Take a look around.

-If we get lucky, we might spot something.
-Hmm.

Where'd all this
stuff come from?

It's from the house
Lucy Cook grew up in.

She always looked so happy.

Man, life can change in a blink.

I'm gonna go pick up my
kid. See you tomorrow.

In a blink.

Jim Beam.

Celebrating your special
occasions in public now, huh?

I admire that.

We are who we are.

What do you know about Abuelo?

Just that he's dead.

I need to find myself
a new witch doctor.

Quick.

Any thoughts on who killed him?

Abuelo dealt so much shit,
the list of possibles is long.

What was your cut?

I'm not sure I follow.

You're wildlife
management, right?

Yeah, not that wild.

Maybe the occasional discount
for looking the other way, but...

What about his supplier?

The one with the X?

What was your deal with them?

Beyond the point of entry, Kyle,
that is outside of my jurisdiction.

You've never been one
to turn away free money.

Maybe if I know who to send
a bill to, I would've, but...

like I said, I'm just
a loyal customer.

Hey, speaking of
interesting info,

that, uh, that Jane Doe of yours
who took a header off El Capitan,

she's a real miracle child, huh?

Comes roaring back to life
like Jesus Christ himself.

Just took 15 years
instead of three days.

Maybe you'll do better on
the case this time around.

French fries are my favorite.

Me too. Don't tell
anyone, though.

Mommy's gonna make us a spinach
smoothie, cover our tracks.

Come on. Whoop.

Okay, come on. Oop. Bah-bah-bah.

Wash your hands and
you can help me.

Mommy, look.

It lights up.

Where did you get that?

Gael!

Hey, Mommy.

Gael, come over here to me.

You shouldn't be here.

I'm just checking out the area.

You didn't tell me
you were heading here.

I'm pretty sure my lip
was too swollen to talk.

That shit again?

Well, you give as good
as you take, Naya.

It's time for bed, Gael.

Hey. I'll put him in.

He needs a bath first.

-Tell your father bye. He needs to leave.
-Where am I going?

Up to you, but not staying here.

Well, as you know, I'm not exactly
bringing in a regular paycheck right now.

-So unless you pay for my hotel...
-You need to go back to LA.

Hey, that sounds great.

You two come with me.

And while you're there,
you can tell those IA fucks

I had nothing to do with
that asshole's money.

I'm not lying for you.

I need my badge back, Naya.

Otherwise, what am
I supposed to do?

Not my problem.

Maybe.

Maybe not.

Hey, come here, G-man.

You like that?

That's a cool one, huh, G-man?

Get your hand off him.

Only three of us were in that
cooker's apartment, Naya.

Me, you, and Rowell.

You back my story...
it's two to one.

They got no proof of anything,
and I'm back on my job.

You got it?

Gael, go turn on the tub. Give
me the car. I'll be right there.

You can play with it after.

I stay here tonight.

We all go down tomorrow,
and then this is all over.

Fine.

Then we never see you again.

If you come near either of us tonight,
I'll shoot you in the fucking head.

I swear to God.

Naya...

I mean,

not exactly the warm
reunion I was hoping for.

Mommy!

Coming.

Not too hot.

Ayo, G-man.

Hey, remember we used to play
that bath ball game with...

Gael!

It's okay, baby. Stay down.

Hey, that bullet come back?

I shoot whoever
you thought I did?

I'm not sure yet.

Tell me who got shot, I'll
tell you if it's mine, but...

you know me, Kyle.

Not in the habit of shooting people
unless I'm getting paid for it.

Back in Kabul, we used to
throw 100 bucks in a pot,

me and the snipers,
for which of us...

Did you know her?

The girl.

Lucy Cook.

Kyle,

you and me talking like
this about dead bodies,

it's almost like we're
working together again.

We've never worked together.

Tomato, tomahto.

If you're in this somehow,

I'm gonna find out.

Then what, Kyle?

No, I'm curious.

Exactly what the fuck
would you do about it?

Hey, uh...

Esther Avalos.

Got a hell of a cute smile. But boy,
does she ask a lot of questions.

Mainly about you, by the way.

Wonder what you must have
done to pique her interest so.

I told her it'd been a few years,
I'd have to think about it,

see what I could remember.

What do you think I should remember
about that Sanderson fellow, Kyle?

When was the first
time I saw him, or...

maybe when was the last time?

I just love this song.

Who is this exactly?

Ah, never mind. You two are too
young to appreciate the finer things.

Kyle, can I borrow
you for a moment?

Just in time.

-Good to see you, Shane.
-You too, Paul.

Say hi to Jill, Kyle.

Keep going, buddy.

What, you're coming
home with me now?

Well, if I was, I'd sure as hell
be holding those keys and not you.

Why am I missing a
spark plug? Really?

I'm sure it'll turn up
when you're ready to go.

Oh, I'm ready to go now.

How do you think this ends?

Find out what happened to her.

I'm not talking about Lucy Cook. I'm
talking about you, this right here.

I don't know, Paul.

What do you want me to say?

It wasn't your fault.

Not Caleb, not Lucy, not
the kid from the bait store.

None of it!

So at some point, you have
to stop torturing yourself.

You have to.

And if that means taking a break
from this place, then so be it.

I'm not leaving here.

I'm not leaving him.

That part of Caleb that you hang on to,
that'll be with you wherever you go,

whether it's Glacier or Acadia.

But you have to stop beating
yourself to death with memories.

Yeah.

Maybe after.

But I owe this girl.

Do something right by her.

Thanks.

Wasn't sure if you're in the
mood for steak or chicken,

but, you know, back in the day
when I was doing it too hard,

there's nothing like banana
cream pie to clear the fog.

You want to tell me what
that was with Maguire?

No.

Okay.

There's a restraining order, so
he's not supposed to come near us.

I thought moving up
here might be better.

He's naturally lazy, so I figured the
drive wouldn't be worth it to him.

I thought you said he had
no real interest in you two.

He doesn't.

Not for him.

It's just a power move.

Letting me know he'll do what he
wants unless I help clear him.

You still thirsty?
Can I get him a drink?

Yeah. Bourbon's
behind the coffee.

Ha-ha-ha.

You're so close.

How old are you?

Four?

You like being four?

Enjoy it. It gets harder.

-You have a lot of boxes.
-I like boxes.

No, no. Not that box.

All right. Gael,
here. Have some water.

All right. We gotta
go to bed now.

It's okay we steal your couch?

I'll get something
figured out for tomorrow.

-You sure you don't mind?
-Are you kidding me? I love this.

I told Kyle I wasn't
gonna go in today so...

Thank you so much. I'll grab
him as soon as we get back.

No rush. We'll just be here.

All right, playing, maybe
we'll go take a walk

and see what we find.

Raccoons?

Do you like raccoons?

Okay, then no. No raccoons.

Okay, you be good
for Miss Jill, okay?

Uh-hee-hee.

Let me grab my stuff.

Nice of you to do this.

Oh, please. Thanks...
for asking me.

Bye, Gael!

Anything?

Just more trees. Lots of them.

That green blood the girl told
you was close to Abuelo...

Pakuna.

I want you to reach out to
Milch. Have him pull him out.

-You wanna ask him some questions?
-No.

I want him to take him back to
the meadow and cut him loose.

No supplies. No food.
No water. No nothing.

Copy.

Which one of you
is Gary Horowitz?

It's Pakuna.

Means "deer jumping downhill."

Yeah? Good for you.

Bruce Milch. Means "I
don't give a shit."

Let's go.

There's nothing here.

Just as God intended.

What am I supposed to do now?

I don't know, Pakuna.
Go get a fucking job.

Sunshine beating
on the good times

Moonlight raising from the grave

String band playing
Worn-out honky-Tonks

Pretty young thing Going
dancing in the rain

High-heel lady Spitting
at the Nickajacks

Businessman with a
needle and a spoon

Coyote chewing on a cigarette

Pack o' young boys Going
howlin' at the moon

Hey darlin' Sleeping
on the blacktop

Hey darlin' Running
through the trees, honey

Hey darlin' Leaving
for the next town

Less'n my sense
catches up with me

Three dead in a
crash on the number 4

Two witnesses below and up high

Not sure whose will be done

You can call me a sinner
For a-wondering why

Hey darlin' Sleeping
on the blacktop

Hey darlin' Running
through the trees, honey

Hey darlin' Leaving
for the next town

Less'n my sense
catches up with me

It's me.

Pakuna.

Rangers came. Took everything.

Then they found Abuelo.

How?

I don't know. But they
asked a lot of questions.

-What did you tell them?
-Nothing.

I swear.

I told you. I'm not like Abuelo.

I won't ever skim or
screw you guys over.

At least not as long as you
get what you want, right?

I won't screw you over.

You said that.

Let's hope that you're right.

Let's have a chat, Pakuna.