The Stranger Beside Me (2003) - full transcript

I wanted to believe.

I wanted to believe

there was a time

before the killing started,

that there was a moment

when he could have stopped.

He could have stopped

and so many people

could have been saved.

I wanted to believe,

but that's assuming



he was something else

before he became a monster,

that he was someone else before

he became Ted Bundy.

Oh, shit.

Please remain

in your vehicle.

Step out of the car, sir.

I'm not gonna ask you twice.

Do you know who I am?

Hello?

Is this Ann rule?

Yeah.

What time is it?



Pensacola police department.

We have someone here

who'd like to speak to you.

Ann? You there?

Yeah, I'm here.

It's me, Ted.

Yeah.

Well, I have to tell you

that doesn't sound

like an emergency, honey.

It sounds like the flu.

Well, it's making me

really depressed.

Well, the flu gives me

the blues, too.

Can you hold on a second?

Crisis clinic?

Who am I talking to?

Hang on one second, please.

Line two.

Okay.

Crisis center.

I think I'm in

a little bit of trouble.

I just wanted to sleep.

I took something, but I know

no one really cares.

Yeah, I understand.

It doesn't really matter.

Well, sure it does.

Bye.

I think it matters.

My name's Ted.

What's yours?

Sally.

Well, hey, I love that name.

I have a cousin named Sally.

Oh, you're lying.

No.

No, no, no lie.

She was the original

long tall Sally.

Cross my heart.

And hope to die?

No, no.

Sally, no one

is dying tonight, okay?

Look, I need you to tell me

what you took.

Seattle police department.

Hi, this is

the crisis clinic.

We have a possible o.D.

My boyfriend's gone.

He lied to me.

I'll connect you

to emergency services.

Yeah, well, you know,

hey, Sally.

Not two hours ago,

I went round and round

with my girlfriend.

She dumped me, you know,

so I know how you feel.

Have they picked up yet?

I'm still holding.

Yeah?

Well, you wanna see a movie?

That's it.

That's it, Sally.

We just have to move on,

don't we?

Now tell me what you took.

Can you just do that?

Can you tell me what you took?

Sally?

Sally?

Sally?

We've dispatched a unit

to 72 Hartford Avenue.

Sally, can you hear me?

Okay, they got a trace.

Paramedics are on the way.

Well, I'm not sure

she's gonna make it, Ann.

Sally?

Listen to me.

Can you hear me?

This is Ted.

This is your friend Ted.

Sally, you promised me a movie.

We can go see

a matinee at the Neptune.

Sally?

Do you hear that?

Sally? Stay awake now.

I don't want you to go to sleep.

There are people coming.

They're gonna help you.

Sally, can you hear me?

We're in.

Sally!

There she is!

Female, approximately

30 years old,

faint radial pulse,

BP 80 over 50!

Hey, you guys still on?

Yeah.

Yeah, we're here.

She'll be okay.

We're gonna transport her

to the hospital.

Good save.

These were great.

Oh, you read them all?

Well, yeah.

How many published authors

can I count as a friend?

Of course, I read them all.

It's not exactly Shakespeare,

but it puts food on the table

if I throw in enough adjectives.

You write like Truman capote

if he'd been a cop.

Do you miss it?

Being a cop? Yeah.

I mean, I'll always miss it.

But I get my fix doing this now.

Did I say something funny?

Well, yeah.

I mean, you used to be a cop.

You write crime fiction.

You work on

a suicide prevention hotline.

I'd say you have a pretty

healthy taste for the macabre.

It's true.

You know, every time a siren

goes by, my heart rate jumps.

You too?

I think it's Karma we met.

You know, I'd better go.

Leslie is gonna wake up soon.

I thought your ex-husband

had her weekends.

So did I.

So did she.

Ted, when you talked about

Victoria on the phone,

was it true?

Well, it wasn't

much of a fight.

She broke up with me.

I stood there.

I thought it was going well.

That's 'cause you were

listening to me

and I had no idea

what the hell was going on.

I'm sorry.

Victoria's always been

out of my league.

Don't you go changing

for anybody.

Oh, we'll meet again.

I'll make something of myself.

I don't doubt it.

Hey, I'll see you Tuesday.

Okay.

Okay, bye.

Girl's name was Kay munson,

15 years old.

Told her friend

she was running away to Oregon.

Man driving a truck

picks her up.

How long ago was that?

Two weeks.

Two days ago, her body

was found on a riverbank

near Olympia badly decomposed.

Did you check all the bars

and liquor stores

off the interstate?

In progress.

Guys like these

usually need to get drunk.

You'll do the usual?

Look at the file reports,

the autopsy findings?

Write up a narrative

for the d.A.?

Mm-hmm, and no magazine

pieces 'til the case goes cold.

Or until we nail

the son of a bitch.

Give me a little credit,

will you?

I give you the credit

you deserve.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

We gotta do something about

this goddamned hitchhiking.

Kids stick out their thumb

and get in a car with anybody.

Open season for psychopaths.

Mom?

I'm gonna go with Audrey

to Samantha's house.

Will there be boys there?

Yeah, and lots of drugs.

It's gonna be an orgy.

Sounds like fun.

Be home by 10.

How old was she?

Who?

The girl who got killed.

How do you know

someone got killed?

You closed the drawer, mom.

I heard you talking

on the phone with dick.

I'm not an idiot.

You know, you should

go have fun.

This isn't anything you

should think about.

This isn't anything

I want to think about.

Doesn't it bother you?

Yes.

God, yes, it bothers me.

Then why do it?

I don't know, baby.

I mean, I come from

a family of cops.

I was a cop.

Yeah, well,

you're not a cop anymore.

Once a cop, always a cop.

You're weird, mom.

Leslie?

Yeah?

Remember what you promised?

No hitchhiking.

Oh, but what

if he's really cute?

She was 15.

Sorry, mom.

Be safe.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Go have fun.

Thanks, bye.

Bye.

Boo!

Ted?

In the flesh.

What is this thing?

Your message was kind of vague.

Oh, it's a fundraiser.

I arranged it.

What do you think?

I think you've changed.

I mean, look at you.

You look like a...

A republican?

You can say it.

It's not a dirty word.

Ted?

Governor?

Yes. Can I speak to you

in a few minutes, please?

Well, yes, sir, of course.

Governor, I'd like you

to meet Ann rule.

She's a writer.

A writer? Hi, Ann.

Nice to meet you. Good.

Yes, sir. Right away.

That was the governor.

Yes, it was.

How does it happen so fast?

Well, I volunteered

for the reelection committee

and then the governor

needed a driver,

so I got the job.

You know.

He got to like me and...

Horatio alger would love you.

Hey.

Oh, this is perfect.

You're the only two people

here who know me.

Ann rule, this is margo.

Margo, meet Ann.

Hi.

Hi. Nice to meet you.

Oh, honey, I thought you

forgot about me.

How could

I forget about you, huh?

I'll be back, I swear.

Oh, here's Ted.

I'm a big fan.

So you're Ted's

famous Ann rule?

Please.

No, really.

Ted, he talks about you

all the time.

He reads and

rereads your stories.

You're like some kind of

touchstone for him.

I've never seen him so happy.

Really?

Wow, you know,

that's really nice to hear.

We're talking

about getting married.

Oh, congratulations, margo.

Thanks.

It's hard to believe

how much he's changed.

Hello?

We've got more

missing girls, Ann.

How many?

Six, all college age,

all attractive

and five of them simply vanished

from their campuses.

I heard about a couple

of these, but when

did this escalate?

Oh, it's been like clockwork,

one a month.

And we've been trying

to keep it low profile,

but we just can't

keep a lid on it anymore.

Any more bodies?

One girl.

There was blood on her bed,

blood on her nightgown,

but her bed was made

and nightgown was hung up

in the closet.

A neat freak.

Or he was trying to delay

the discovery of his crime.

We're assuming she's dead?

No, no.

A jogger found

her body last week.

Next?

Another girl was found

in her bed beaten

and raped with a metal rod.

God!

She's been

in a coma for a week.

The doctors say

she's gonna recover.

Can she I.D. The rapist?

She was unconscious

when it happened.

You ever see anything like this?

If it's the same killer,

except for Albert desalvo,

no, I don't think

there's ever been anything

quite like this.

Well, great.

We've got our

own Boston strangler.

So what do you

wanna do today?

I need to do

some work at the library.

But it's Saturday.

I know. I'm sorry.

It's okay, isn't it,

if we don't

spend the day together?

Yeah, yeah, I guess.

Okay.

Can I have you tonight?

Of course. I promise.

Okay. See 'ya.

Excuse me?

Hi. How are you?

Fine.

Listen.

I was wondering

if you could help me.

I've got a dead battery up here.

I have cables,

but I don't know anyone

who lives nearby.

Yeah?

Well, if it's an

inconvenience, I mean,

I can get somebody else to help.

Where's your car?

It's just up ahead.

My name's Ted.

What's yours?

Katie.

Katie?

Wow, I love that name.

I got a niece named Katie.

This is me right here.

Yeah, it died on me last night.

It's been here ever since.

So you slept

in the car last night?

No.

No, I have a friend who lives

at few blocks from here.

But you said you didn't

know anybody around here.

You want me to wait here

while you get your car?

Yeah, do that.

This is it just up here.

So can you help me?

Uh, sure.

I'll bring my car around.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Thank you.

So what happened

to your arm, Ted?

Oh, it was

a sailing accident.

Stupid.

I've never been sailing.

Is it fun?

Oh, yeah, it's great fun.

Never been sailing?

You should try it sometime.

My granddad used to sail

on a tall ship.

You know what a tall ship is?

No. Actually, I don't.

Square rig masts

and everything?

Hey.

Hey.

You haven't eaten, have you?

I am starving.

Are you hungry?

Yeah, yeah, I could eat.

Corkscrew.

These are beautiful.

Did you get a lot done today?

I'm sorry?

I said, well,

did you have a good day?

Yeah, I had a great day.

Dance with me.

Mmm.

So what are we celebrating?

Just being alive.

Seattle police are baffled

as to how a young woman

at downtown's popular

east lake racquet center

could vanish without a trace

in broad daylight.

The latest victim brings

the total of missing women...

I'm gonna be so late, mom.

Have you been following

what's going on?

I mean, do you watch the news?

Do you talk

to your friends about this?

No. We're all feather heads.

We just yammer about who's

got the biggest butt at school.

I will drive you.

When?

Later.

I am going to be

on the bus, mother.

Look, you have

to wait for a bus.

You have to get off of a bus.

Okay, but, I'm not going

downtown to play tennis.

I'm going to see dad.

I could drive you right now

if you'd given me notice,

but you didn't, so you wait.

Well, what am I

supposed to do?

Just sit in my room?

Dad's waiting for me!

Calm down, will you?

I mean, call him.

You know, have him pick you up.

I'm fine with that.

Uh, bad timing?

Jack the ripper's roaming

the highways and my daughter's

insisting on going out alone.

Ann, I hardly think

it's that bad.

Thank you, Ted. See?

Though your mother

does know something

about the criminal element.

Yeah. Lucky me.

Detective mom.

I'm gonna go call dad.

Stay. Have lunch with us.

You want coffee?

Uh, yeah.

You know those girls

are probably hanging out

in a cult somewhere

getting stoned.

Those girls are dead

and buried.

I brought candy.

Oh, thanks.

What happened to your hand?

Oh, I sliced it on

a knife the other night.

It bled all over my dinner.

One of those girls

went to Leslie's school.

You're kidding. Which one?

Renee singleton, graduated

two years ahead of her.

Oh, wow.

You know, I didn't mean

to make light of your fears.

Leslie does fit the type.

She has long, straight hair.

Pretty, intelligent, slender.

You've done your homework.

Well, I'm consulting

with the taskforce

writing up a narrative

for the d.A.'S office.

Taskforce?

Well, that sounds

like a big deal.

Well, eight girls are dead.

It couldn't be a bigger deal.

Well, I don't know.

Could be 10 or 20.

I mean, it would be a bigger

deal with each murder,

wouldn't it?

Or does it become routine?

You're joking?

No, no, I...

Try joking.

You have a daughter in

the killer's bull's eye.

Try joking.

Oh, nothing's gonna

happen to Leslie.

It could happen to any

young girl anytime, anywhere.

Ann, listen to me.

I'm telling you.

Nothing will happen to Leslie.

Normally, this place

is packed.

Now everyone's avoiding it

like the plague.

Good.

Might save a few lives.

At least a dozen women

came forward saying

some guy approached them.

You know, you don't have

to be here.

I can walk

a crime scene by myself.

Well, I need

a fresh point of view.

Oh.

So he tried to pick up

more girls than

the two who are missing.

Uh-huh.

And they just got

right into his car?

They say

he's a good-looking guy,

a real charmer.

The place was packed,

broad daylight.

Any bolder, he'd have

to wear a sign.

Yeah, and he used

the same name

with everyone he talked to,

but it can't be

his real name, Ted.

No, that'd be

too much to hope for.

Well, I was tweaking

the article for the next issue.

Ann, how many words

in your articles?

About 5,000. Why?

5,000, huh?

May I?

Sure, but only one.

They're for Leslie

and her friends.

Ow.

Oh...

Okay. 5,000.

How would you like

to try writing something,

say, 30 times that amount?

Well, you're kidding.

I'm an agent.

I don't have a sense of humor.

Well, you know

I'd like to write a book.

I mean, you know that.

But I don't think I have

a subject that's gonna

fill 400 pages.

Well, your subject

is all over your office.

You been covering

the missing girls since day one.

Yeah, but I don't think

that story has the notoriety

a no-name writer

needs to sell a book.

No, huh?

And I hope it never does.

Well, Norton thinks

it could be

the biggest crime story

to hit the west coast

since the donner party.

Yeah, but they'd never

sign off on me.

Well, they already have.

Joe?

Okay.

There's a couple of catches.

The advance is small,

teeny tiny.

It's $1,500.

It might as well be

a million.

And they'll only publish

if there's an arrest

and conviction.

So what do you say?

Have a cookie?

Have two.

Talk about killing

two birds with one stone.

Help us catch us a killer

and get rich?

You think I'm only

doing this to get rich?

Ann, it was a joke.

I hope both things happen.

What's with the vw?

That's our guy.

When he was at the racquet club,

he drove a vw.

I have a friend

whose name's Ted.

He drives a vw

and he looks a little

like the police sketch.

So what's your friend Ted do?

He's on governor Evans's

staff.

I met him when I worked

the suicide hotline.

Is he a good guy?

He's a great guy.

But these are

a lot of coincidences.

Ann, there are hundreds

of men with the name Ted

who drive a vw

within a 100-mile radius.

But they don't all

resemble the sketch.

Is he on the list?

Wait a minute.

We agreed that the killer

wouldn't use his real name,

right?

Right.

So right off the bat,

we know it's highly unlikely

that his name is Ted.

Right. I'd like to see

the list, please.

What's your

friend's last name?

Bundy.

To the most successful

true crime writer

since Truman capote.

Let me finish the first book.

Hi. Hello.

Hey.

Hi.

Ann rule.

I'm sorry.

I keep forgetting you guys

don't know each other.

Ann, this is Kelly Parker.

We work together.

Well, you deserve

a toast today.

Ted was just accepted

at law school in Utah.

Congratulations.

What about margo?

I thought you guys

were gonna get married.

Oh, her family's from Utah.

She'll visit.

It's kind of perfect

if you think about it.

Well, Ann, Ted was

telling me about your book.

That's great.

Great opportunity,

tragic subject.

It's only the greatest murder

spree since Jack the ripper.

You have to document it.

I'd rather catch

who's doing it.

You have any theories on

who this guy is?

He's someone women don't

feel threatened by,

but who's

probably threatened by them.

He's college educated.

Yeah, he's smart. I...

I didn't say that.

A diploma does not

a genius make.

He hasn't left

a shred of evidence.

The bodies are evidence

and there are dozens of people

ready to identify him.

If the cops ever catch him.

The guy's evaded detection

for months.

The taskforce

is going down the list.

Well, it's a big list.

Even I'm on it.

You, and a thousand others.

Is that true?

Yeah.

Well, cops even talked to me.

My name's Ted, I drive a red vw.

You're a suspect?

He's a person of interest.

I am an interesting person.

Hell, I should be

the number one suspect.

Then why don't you come down

and take a lie detector test

then?

Oh, you guys.

Come on, Ted.

Ann's gonna think

you're serious.

Oh, nonsense.

We're just two old friends

goofing around, right, Ann?

How's your hand, Ted?

It's fine.

Healed up perfectly.

Not even a scar.

Excuse me, miss,

did you park on lock street?

Yes. Why?

Well, we've had

several break-ins.

What kind of car do you drive?

A mustang.

Oh, jeez.

A mustang was one of the cars

that was broken into.

Oh, you're kidding me!

Yes, yes.

I'm sorry about this.

It happens a lot these days.

We've had three break-ins

the last week alone.

So you're a police officer?

Yeah.

We don't have to hurry.

I mean, it's not like

they're making a getaway

or anything.

Did you leave your car unlocked?

Yeah. I always do.

Stupid, huh?

No, no.

I think it's sweet.

You know, it shows

you're trusting.

It's kind of refreshing.

You know, you don't

look like a cop to me.

Well, that's

because I'm under cover.

So I guess I should

ask you for some I.D.?

Well, I should have done

that from the top.

Officer roseland.

Okay, there's my car.

There you go.

I should stop leaving

my doors unlocked.

Oh, I don't know

what the world's coming to

when people can't leave

their doors unlocked.

Nice car.

I don't see anything missing.

Well, we'll have to go down

to the station anyway

and fill out a report.

I didn't see anything.

It's procedure, really.

It'll just take five minutes.

Just down on state street.

We'll take my car.

That's your car?

Yeah. Do me a favor.

When we get to the station,

will you not tell anyone

that I forgot

to identify myself?

That's the kind of thing,

you know, you can get suspended

for and I can't afford

for that to happen.

My wife is due in two weeks.

It's our first.

I'm hoping to have a girl.

Okay.

Do you have a name picked out?

Oh, too many names,

too many names.

What's your name?

Julie.

Julie? No kidding.

That's on our list.

Bull.

No, no, no lie.

I have a cousin named Julie.

It's a great name.

You in school?

I work for the phone company.

Hey, I think you're going

the wrong way.

Can I ask you

a personal question, Julie?

The police station

is on state street

and it's--you passed it.

How often does your boyfriend

tell you you're beautiful?

My boyfriend?

Stop the car.

Stop the car!

Stop the car!

What are you doing?

Come here!

No!

Let me go!

Somebody! Help me!

Oh!

Help me!

Help me! Wait!

Stop!

Stop your car!

Stop! Stop your car!

Way to go, Ted.

That was just so stupid!

Screw it!

Look at yourself!

Hi.

Hi.

I have a dead battery

out here.

I was wondering if you could

help me with jumper cables.

Sorry, no.

My boyfriend's waiting for me.

Well, it would just...

I'm really late.

It would just take a minute.

Hi.

Hi.

Tell me you have

jumper cables.

What kind of an idiot

doesn't have jumper cables?

You're looking at him.

Hey, mom.

Oh, honey, I've got

some bad news for you.

It's about Renee singleton.

I'm sorry, baby.

I'm just so sorry.

Where did they find her?

Near cougar mountain

with three other girls.

They found four bodies?

All at once?

Yeah.

Mom?

Who would do this?

I don't know, baby.

I don't know.

Cut the engine

to your car now, sir!

Oh, I'm sorry, officer.

I was just...

Let me see your license

and registration.

You having car trouble?

Oh, no, no.

I must have taken

a wrong turn somewhere,

so I stopped to get

my bearings and...

What were you doing

this evening?

I was on my way home.

I had seen a film

at the redwood.

I saw "the towering inferno"...

Mind if I have

a look in your car, Mr. Bundy?

No. Go ahead.

I'm not sure.

It was a few days ago.

I was really scared.

Just look at him, Julie.

Watch his face, how he moves.

Take your time.

Wait. That's him.

I can see it now.

You're sure?

Yes, I'm sure.

Ted, you want to tell us

why you got burglary tools

in the back of your car?

I am not a burglar.

Those are just things

I keep around the house.

A mask, a crowbar, handcuffs?

Either you're robbing houses

or you're a sex freak.

Which is it?

I am in law.

I'm a law student

and I know the law.

It's not a crime

to have that stuff.

Mm-hmm.

What were you doing when

officer Floyd found you?

I told officer Floyd.

I told you.

I'd seen "the towering inferno"

at the redwood, I got lost

on the way home,

I stopped to get my bearings.

Ted?

Yeah?

"The towering inferno"

wasn't playing at the redwood.

We checked you for priors

with the Seattle police.

They sent us something

interesting.

We know about the dead

and missing girls in Washington

and Oregon.

You want to explain those?

No. Do you?

And now we got

three missing girls

here in Utah:

Laurie Nussbaum,

Susan Wayne, Joan Raymond.

Look at their pictures, Ted.

Look at 'em!

I do not go around

abducting young women.

You can ask Dan Evans.

He's the governor

of the state of Washington.

I used to be his personal aide.

I'd rather ask Julie Wyatt.

And who is she?

She's the woman

you tried to kidnap.

She had handcuffs on.

We found keys in your car

and guess what?

They fit the cuffs.

This is sick.

These accusations against me...

No.

You know what's sick, Ted?

The night you failed

to grab Julie Wyatt,

you still had to get your fix

and you went after

another girl, Susan Wayne,

the same night, Ted.

That's sick, not this.

You.

Late night and early morning

low clouds and it'll be partly

sunny through next Thursday.

And now for the national news.

Theodore Robert Bundy,

former Seattle resident,

has been arrested in Utah

on charges

of attempted kidnapping.

Investigators believe Bundy

could be responsible

for a string of kidnappings

and murders stretching...

Mom?

...from Washington state

to Utah and Colorado.

The remains of four girls

were discovered near

cougar mountain last night.

Mom, is that our Ted?

One of the girls

was abducted last year...

But, you know,

I can't match the man I know...

Ann, Ann.

He did it, all right?

Just make the adjustment

and move on.

He was in my home.

He knows my daughter, you know.

I mean, he was sitting right

there where you're sitting.

I see him in every room.

Mom, I'll get it!

No, it's okay, honey.

I'm here.

Hello?

Ann?

It's me, Ted.

Ann, are you there?

Ann?

Yeah, Ted, I'm here.

I'm in a little bit

of trouble.

I heard.

It's on the news in Seattle?

It's nationwide.

You're infamous.

Well, they have blown this

thing all out of proportion.

I mean, Ann, they think

I killed all these young girls

and you know me.

I would never...

I wouldn't hurt a fly.

And this attempted

kidnapping charge?

I mean, the woman who I.D.'D me,

she made a mistake, Ann.

She said my eyes were blue.

They're not. They're Hazel.

I mean, obviously,

obviously, the police

pressured her and it was an

illegal search of my car.

There's no question.

Ann?

Ann, are you there?

Uh-huh.

You sound tired.

What's wrong?

We're getting by.

You know, a nickel a word.

And how is the book coming?

Have you seen a lawyer yet?

Ann?

You believe me, right?

You know I'm not capable

of these things

they say I did.

It's important to me

that my friends believe.

Ann?

I'm still your friend, Ted.

I know I can trust you.

I knew I could.

I know it's gonna be okay.

I'm gonna get out of here,

then I'll come see you.

I gotta drop the book.

Okay, one word.

Contract!

Two words, binding contract!

No, Joe.

Everything's changed.

Yeah, I know, for the better.

I mean, Ann, how great is this?

What?

That a friend of mine's

probably a mass murderer?

It's paradise.

No, the opportunity

to write something

with this kind of angle.

"Little did she know

that the prime suspect

in the series of brutal murders

would turn out to

be her good friend."

It's never been done.

Yeah, it's exploitative.

That's why it's never been done.

You're damn right it is,

and it's gonna make your career!

Okay.

You wanna keep writing in

these piss-poor detective rags,

scraping to get by?

Not the point.

You wanna send

Leslie to college?

Not the point!

Are you hustling them

for a bigger advance?

No!

It's a good tactic.

I mean, that I can understand!

I'm not!

I'm scared, all right?

I'm scared.

I know.

But, Ann, you are

the only person in the world

who can write this book.

And if you don't,

I can goddamn guarantee you

that you are gonna regret it.

Since Bundy's arrest in Utah,

we've been able to focus our

investigation here in Seattle.

Four people have identified him

as being at the racquet club

on the day Ashley George

disappeared.

Now after the abductions,

Bundy missed three days of work.

And he lived within a mile

of at least four

of the missing girls.

On top of that, his credit card

was used on the same days

and in the same areas

where the girls vanished.

Any questions?

Let's get to work.

How did I miss this?

He did everything

but confess to me.

"Nothing will happen to Leslie."

I mean, he made a promise

only the killer could keep.

Ann, you brought Ted up.

I was the one who said you'd

never know a guy like this.

I should have seen it coming.

I should have...Some signal,

some...

No, no, that's crap!

I mean, how?

Women's intuition?

Not funny.

I'm serious.

How the hell else

could you have known?

I just...I still

can't believe it.

I need to understand

how this could happen.

Don't go down that road.

I can tell you the things

I told the police.

I don't print anything

'til the trial's over.

Do you believe it?

The things they say he did?

It's hard to picture,

the Ted we know.

I wanted to marry him.

Even when things

started to go strange,

I was still hoping.

Strange?

I found a lug wrench taped

under the seat of his car,

a meat cleaver.

Uh, he took it to Utah with him.

When did you notice this?

When the girls

started disappearing.

He read everything

and he watched

the news all the time.

I told him people are really

gonna think you're the killer.

So you called the police?

I don't know why I did that.

Well, you were scared.

It made no difference.

They didn't arrest him.

They can't arrest him

without something more concrete.

Maybe they can't arrest him

because he didn't do it.

Did you ever think of that?

What made you call

the police, margo?

He went cold physically.

You know.

He wouldn't have sex

unless he was

choking me or tying me up.

He wouldn't touch me.

I don't think that he could.

Maybe he's not interested

in a girl unless she's dead.

Hello?

Ann!

It's me, Ted.

I made bail.

I'm back in Seattle.

Where are you?

I mean, where are you staying?

With margo.

Really?

Uh-huh.

We had a long talk.

The guy's in town

three minutes,

he's back living with

the first woman

who suspected him

and about to have lunch

with the second!

Ted's not going

to hurt me, dick.

He's a frigging svengali!

What makes you think

he's not gonna hurt you?

You guys have him

under surveillance.

What can he do?

It's a bad idea, Ann!

I heard you before.

Well, I'll say it again.

It's a bad idea.

You think you're gonna figure

out what makes this guy tick?

That's horseshit!

It ain't gonna happen!

I'll tell you when and where.

Well, I'd lock

the sick son of a bitch up,

but we haven't got

enough evidence

to give the guy a goddamned

parking ticket!

Bye.

Well, leave your dental

records with the desk sergeant!

I'm telling you, Ann,

you don't know what freedom

is until they take it away

from you.

Well, you're

under surveillance.

How free can that feel?

Oh, keystone cops.

I take a few turns down

an alley and they're lost.

I shook a couple of them in

a bookstore on the way here.

Look, Ann.

This case in Utah

is gonna blow over.

I learned enough in

one semester at law school

to torpedo the prosecution.

And this woman,

this Julie Wyatt woman?

She's got skeletons to spare.

I'm gonna hire

a private detective, Ann,

and he's gonna prove

that she knows her attacker

and she's covering for him.

I heard the Utah case

was strong.

Well, that's 'cause

you're listening

to your friends in

the Seattle pd.

They think I did it.

Yeah, they do.

Do you think I'm guilty?

Let's just say I'm not

convinced of your innocence.

That's okay. I don't mind.

Your book is gonna be

a real murder mystery

now, isn't it? Suspects?

Red herrings?

This is gonna be great for you.

You must have questions for me

about my past,

writer type stuff.

Okay.

Uh, your childhood.

Was it happy?

All-American.

I even had a paper route.

Did your father beat you?

Never knew my father.

My mom raised me on her own.

Maybe that's why

I like you so much.

Single parent just like her.

Must have been

lonely for you.

Grandparents helped,

especially my grandfather.

I had an active fantasy life.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Oh, I think we need

a few minutes.

Wait a minute.

Are you Ted Bundy?

Yeah.

Yeah, I am.

I'm sorry, Mr. Bundy,

but can I have your autograph?

Well, sure.

Uh, thank you.

You want one too, Ann?

It might be worth

something someday.

Thanks.

I'll be back.

But it'll be worth more

if they execute you.

I am gonna beat this.

I have an airtight case.

I'm gonna go back to Utah

and, in a month,

this whole nightmare

is gonna be over with.

On the charge

of aggravated kidnapping,

the state of Utah

finds the defendant,

Theodore Robert Bundy,

guilty as charged.

Ann? Hi.

Do you remember me.

I'm Kelly Parker.

Yeah. Hi.

I'm a friend of Ted's.

Oh, sure.

We had lunch.

Are you living in salt lake?

No, no.

I just flew in.

To see Ted?

Well, yeah.

We've been writing.

He's really getting

a raw deal, huh?

You could say that.

Listen, will you do me

a favor when you see him?

Will you tell him he's too thin?

I mean, he hasn't

been eating enough

and I'm really worried

about his health.

Yeah, I'll bake him

some cookies.

That's you.

See you later.

Okay, bye.

And by giving me

1 to 15 years, it shows

the judge didn't really think

I was guilty.

He succumbed to

the pressure to convict.

It's like parking tickets.

They have a quota to fill.

Now I'm gonna file an appeal.

There are dead women

in Colorado.

I had nothing to do

with that.

They're charging you

with murder.

Extradition has begun.

I spoke to the people

in Colorado.

They have no claim on me.

They have credit card slips.

They can put you there.

Same town, same days

as the murders.

Well, that's not against

the law, Ann, to be in Colorado.

They found the victim's

hair fibers in your car.

Okay, fair enough.

I know what you're wondering.

You're wondering if

the sacrifice of life

was worth it.

Well, Ann, I may be a candidate

for rehabilitation,

but not for what I've done,

for what this system

has done to me.

I'm gonna write a book about it.

Be a good

companion piece to your book.

We could write it together.

You're not gonna

write a book.

Did I tell you

Gary gilmore's in here?

Norman mailer's writing

a book about him.

Gary gilmore's on death row.

Let me tell you

something about gilmore.

He's bad news, Ann.

The things he did, the way

he manipulated his girlfriend?

No, it's tragic.

He disgusts me.

He...he...

He is the kind of person,

Ann, that should be

in here, not me!

Now there's a ghoul out there

butchering women, but did they

they get the right guy?

No.

No, they take the first person

they see, me.

They put me in jail.

They lock me up.

They call me crazy!

Ann, there is a monster

on the loose.

He's killing with impunity, Ann.

Nobody is gonna stop him

because they think I did it.

I am not crazy, Ann.

The system's crazy.

Locking me up?

That's not justice,

it's madness.

It's madness.

So why are you here, Ann?

Well, I feel guilty.

Regarding what?

Well, what I do,

how I make a living.

Do you think you're normal?

None of us is normal, doctor.

Do you think

your childhood was normal?

As normal as yours.

You're a writer.

How does that invoke

a guilt response?

I write about people

who've endured

unimaginable horrors.

I feed off of that,

off of them, like a vulture.

Why do you choose to do it?

Their stories

deserve to be told.

Someone has to speak for them.

That's my job.

You could find another.

No. I'd miss it.

The writing or crime?

I'm fascinated with how

a seemingly normal person

can become a killer.

I like to perform what

I call psychological autopsies.

I want to figure out

how they got that way.

Your grandfather was

a very dangerous man,

was he not?

We've been doing our

homework, haven't we?

Which of my relatives

is loquacious?

Well, I'm not

at Liberty to...

That was a rhetorical

question, doctor.

Your attempts to pigeon-hole

me are demeaning to both of us.

My current assignment,

I personally know the subject.

Yes.

You mentioned that on the phone.

If I'd seen the signs,

paid more attention,

things would be different.

You mean that some of them

would still be alive?

Yeah.

Do you feel happiness?

All the time.

Do you feel pain?

When I'm hurting.

What causes you to hurt?

I don't like

being humiliated.

Who humiliated you?

Doesn't matter.

People.

Did anyone else

see the signs and stop him?

No.

So why should you have?

I was a police officer.

I supposedly have skills

that others don't.

Let me ask you. Are you god?

No.

Then why are you assuming

so much responsibility?

The victims.

I just can't get

their faces out of my head.

You're being

extradited to Colorado.

Your murder trial starts soon.

Are you concerned?

I'll be representing myself.

You'll be in control.

Hmm.

Does that make you

feel like god?

I feel capable of

a miracle or two.

He cut through

the goddamned ceiling tile.

He just squeezed right up

through it.

Stopped eating

until he could fit.

I can't believe he escaped.

Do they have any leads?

Mm-mm.

He faked being sick,

skipped dinner.

They found him gone

at breakfast.

That's a 14-hour lead time.

Yeah.

He'd be anywhere by now.

It has been six days

since suspected mass murderer,

Theodore Robert Bundy,

escaped custody

from his Colorado jail cell.

Authorities are baffled

as to his whereabouts.

Bundy is considered armed

and extremely dangerous.

In local weather,

Tallahassee can look forward

to partly cloudy

conditions continuing...

Chris hagen.

I'm Chris hagen.

My name is Chris hagen.

Nice to meet you.

I only have

the first month's rent,

but I promise in three months

I'll have it all.

Oh, I moved here to be

next to the water.

I love the water.

Yeah, I grew up near the water.

I find it...I find it...

I find it calming.

Yeah, sure. See you.

It's gonna be so incredible.

I can't believe it.

Scott's coming.

No!

Uh-huh.

You're kidding.

Night, Amy.

Goodnight.

Call me tomorrow.

Okay, see you.

Please remain

in your vehicle.

Step out of the car, sir.

I'm not gonna ask you twice.

Do you know who I am?

Get out of the car, sir.

Let me see your hands.

Come on.

Up against the car.

Hands on the roof.

Shoot me!

Just shoot me!

Why don't you just shoot me?

Tallahassee, Florida.

Sigma theta sorority.

While they were sleeping,

two girls were beaten

with a flashlight

and they survived.

Two others didn't.

They were beaten and mutilated.

He's making it up

as he goes now.

And while the police were

at the sorority house,

he goes down the street

and attacks another girl.

No, no.

This doesn't make sense.

This doesn't fit

his m.O. At all.

Before, it was all planned,

deliberate.

Something's changed.

Nothing's changed, Ann.

He's still a monster.

Hey, hey!

There he is!

Over here, Ted.

Well, well.

What could we have here?

Let's see.

Oh, I see.

Looks like an indictment.

Must be an election year.

Why don't you read it to me?

No, please.

Why don't you read it to me?

"The state of Florida

hereby proclaims

that Theodore Robert Bundy,

on the night

of January 14, 1978,

unlawfully killed

a human being, Ellen glazer,

by strangling and/or beating

her until she was dead."

He said he was gonna get me.

Now he has an indictment.

I guess that's about

all he's gonna get.

"And the said

Theodore Robert Bundy

unlawfully killed

a human being, to wit,

Stacey hunter, by strangling

and beating her

until she was dead."

You displayed

the prisoner now.

I think it's my turn.

He's been talking for six months

while I've been gagged.

Well, I will plead

not guilty right now.

They leave the lights on

all night long, you know.

And even if they didn't,

I couldn't sleep

because it's cold.

It's freezing in here.

Am I supposed

to feel sorry for you?

No, no, no.

There's nothing wrong

with my life that reincarnation

couldn't fix.

You know, they let me out

for the first time in months

the other day

and two armed guards

and three attack dogs

watched me exercise.

I don't know what they think

I am, the bionic man?

You have escaped before.

And now I am cause celebre.

God, Ann, this whole sorority

situation is bizarre, isn't it?

I mean, think of it.

The combination of my name

with a case like this

is gonna keep me

in the limelight

for a long, long time.

There's a rumor going

around in the press pool.

Press?

Is that what you are now?

You're press?

The cops say

that you saw a priest.

Well, I have always been

fascinated with catholicism.

Did you confess to him?

Well, the father

took my confession

and I said a few hail Marys.

That's not what I mean.

You know that's not what I mean.

Ann, I can't confess

to something I did not do.

If you're not

gonna be truthful with me,

I'm not gonna just sit here

and feed your fantasy.

You need an ending.

No. I need you to own this.

You are here

because you need an ending.

Then give it to me.

Patience, Ann.

I have a lot of show left in me.

I'll give you an ending.

I'll give you a bestseller.

Counsel, are you ready

for opening statements?

Your honor, we'd like

a 24-hour continuance.

Sorry, miss Neal.

We will begin today.

Then you'll start

without me, your honor.

Oh, bless your heart,

Mr. Bundy.

I hope you stay with us.

If you don't, we will miss you.

But then all these people

won't pay their good money

to come see me.

Just take a seat, young man.

Officer, can you

tell us anything more

about the crime scene?

Anything?

Anything unusual?

Well, there was a

considerable amount of blood

not just on the bed,

but the entire room.

He's enjoying this.

He gets to play lawyer today.

Can you describe to us,

uh, the condition

of Stacey hunter's body?

She was lying face down.

Here eyes and her mouth

were open.

There was a nylon stocking

knotted around her neck.

Her head was bloated,

discolored.

Did you touch anything

in either of the rooms?

I may have.

So you tampered

with the crime scene.

Objection!

I object to his objection,

your honor!

He's got a little fan club.

Please refrain

from doing my job.

I mean, this is not

a slam dunk.

They've got almost

no physical evidence.

The eye witness barely

got a glimpse of him.

I mean, if they don't put Bundy

at the scene, he could walk.

He could be sent back

and tried in Colorado.

I want the son of a bitch

in Washington state.

You know what

Ted Bundy's favorite book is?

"Little women".

You know what his last job's

gonna be in jail?

Conductor.

Unbelievable.

Yeah.

It's just the beginning.

Look, I gotta get out of here

for a while.

Kelly?

Hey, Kelly?

Ann rule.

I'm just helping him out

any way that I can.

I didn't know anything

about law before I met Ted.

Did you know he was

gonna be a lawyer?

Yes, yes, I remember.

Since the trial began,

I haven't been able

to see him. How is he?

Oh, he's terrific.

I mean, I think all this

adversity is just

making him stronger.

You know, I actually think

that the other prisoners

enjoy seeing a once republican,

white middle class guy

attack the system.

He's gonna beat this.

Kelly, have you ever

considered that Ted

might be guilty?

No.

There's no question in my mind

Ted did not do this.

There is evidence

against him in four states.

No way.

Not my Ted.

Not my bunny.

Bunny?

Ann, you know him.

He's not evil.

He's good and he's kind

and he's loyal.

Your honor, these images

are inflammatory

and of no probative value!

Don't shake your finger

at me, young man.

That's better.

You could shake

that finger at your lawyer.

Overruled.

How would you describe

the wounds we see here?

As bite marks.

The clearest examples

taken from the buttocks

of miss glazer.

Is this correct?

Yes, sir.

And how would you compare

the bite marks

from the victim to those

of the defendant,

Theodore Bundy?

You're honor, I'm very sorry,

but I cannot let this continue.

Well, object.

Object, Mr. Bundy,

but don't assume that you

can set the rules in this court.

I object.

Bless your heart,

but I'm gonna overrule again.

Continue.

How do the bite marks on

the victim compare

to the teeth of the defendant,

Mr. Bundy?

They are identical

to the dental impressions

taken from the defendant.

Are we in a ballroom,

your honor?

Are we dancing a minuet?

Well, you are leading

the witness, Mr. Baines.

Objection sustained.

I'll rephrase.

In your opinion, who made

the bite marks on

the victim's buttocks?

The defendant,

Theodore Bundy.

Thank you.

No further questions,

your honor.

Your honor, I object!

They did it.

They put him at the scene.

Prosecution contends that

the killer had a chip

on his incisor.

I contend that my tooth wasn't

chipped prior to my arrest.

The court has already

ruled on this, Mr. Bundy.

Your honor, if you would

allow me to introduce evidence

with regard to this,

we could avoid

this entire graphic sideshow.

That's enough now, Mr. Bundy.

I have always contended,

your honor, always,

from the beginning,

that they have taken my teeth

and they have twisted them

every which way but loose

to fit the evidence.

Mr. Bundy, sit down!

Mr. Bundy, on the night

of the sigma theta sorority

murders, can you tell us

where you were?

Well, that was a year ago.

And if I'm not mistaken,

memory doesn't improve

with time.

Do you know where

you were that night?

If I was charged with

a crime, you bet I would.

Well, I'm not on trial

for a bad memory.

So you have no alibi?

It's safe to say what

I was not doing that night.

I was not performing

open heart surgery.

I was not trekking in timbuktu.

And I certainly was not

slaughtering young women.

Mom, when do you think

you're coming home?

The jury's only been out

a few hours.

We could be here for days.

Verdict's in!

Hey, what's going on?

Oh, my god, they already

have a verdict.

Honey, I gotta go.

I'll call you later.

I love you. Bye.

Will the defendant

please rise?

Bailiff, hand me the judgment.

And I expect the courtroom

to maintain its decorum,

regardless of the outcome.

I will be reading

the verdict for the jury.

We, the jury, in the case

of the state of Florida

versus Theodore Robert Bundy,

on the charge of

first degree murder,

find the defendant

guilty as charged.

I'm so sorry.

Victoria?

I didn't want to talk to you.

What changed your mind?

The sentencing is next week.

Everybody's talking about him.

Ted told me that you were

the love of his life

even after you ended it.

Ted was in love.

I wasn't.

We didn't have any contact

for about three years.

Then one day,

he called me out of the blue.

Really?

He never told me.

He had completely

transformed himself.

He was so confident,

so charismatic.

He had become exactly the man

that I thought that I wanted

and then he proposed.

And?

And I told him yes.

I told him yes

and he stopped calling me

and stopped returning my calls.

When I finally got hold of him

and I asked him what was wrong,

he said, "I don't know what

you're talking about"

and he hung up.

It must have been calculated.

He'd planned it.

Can you remember when this was?

I know exactly.

It was January 2, 1974.

It was three days later.

The first girl was

attacked three days later.

She looked like me.

They all look like me.

I know.

I'm sorry.

You know, it's always

in the middle of the night

I wake up

and I wonder why

he didn't kill me.

Why?

Should I feel guilty?

No, no.

It's not your fault.

Don't blame yourself.

But it started with me.

No.

I don't think...

I think it started

long before he met you,

long before he met any of us.

He said what?

That his family

was close, loving.

I don't want you to go away

thinking it was

a house of horrors,

but we had our secrets.

Ted's mother, especially.

We all do.

Ted tell you

he was illegitimate?

No.

Nobody told him either.

He spent his first

three months in an orphanage.

He was finally taken home.

His grandparents stood

in as mother and father.

Ted grew up thinking

his mother was his sister.

When did he learn the truth?

Not 'til he was almost 20.

That's a long time

to hide it.

Hmm, like I said, secrets.

Tell me, does it shock you,

the things that Ted's done?

Ted's grandfather,

he was a violent man.

Ted had kind things

to say about him.

He was the type

who could swing a cat

over his head by

the tail and enjoy it.

Leaves an impression.

Know what I mean?

Did you ever see

that kind of violence in Ted?

No, no.

I never saw it, but I...

But there was a little girl

went missing in '62.

Her name was Sarah Jane sweeney.

She just vanished.

Her house was

on Ted's paper route.

Could you explain for us

how you met the defendant?

Uh, me?

We met in Olympia,

Washington and became friends.

And then several years later,

our relationship evolved into

a more romantic sort of thing.

And is it...Would you say

it's serious?

Serious enough that

I want to marry him.

Have you ever seen

or even known Ted Bundy

to behave violently?

No, never.

And I have been associated with

Mr. Bundy in virtually

every circumstance.

He is a warm, kind,

patient man.

Do you want to marry...

I'm sorry.

Let me rephrase that.

Will you marry me?

Yes.

Yes, I will.

Then I do hereby marry you.

Okay, Mr. Bundy.

Mr. Bundy, you can stop

the little Valentine

charade right now.

He married her.

Florida law says, if you phrase

a proposal just so in a court

of law in front of a judge,

it's binding.

Ted Bundy just got married.

Hey.

Hey.

Oh, what's gonna

happen next, Ted?

It's okay.

We did it, didn't we, baby?

We're gonna get through it.

I know, bunny, for better

or for worse, right?

That's my girl.

I went out and bought

myself a ring in a pawn shop

down the street.

I guess that makes

this our wedding night,

doesn't it, hmm?

Ted, the guards

are gonna see us. Don't.

No, they won't.

They won't see us.

I won the lottery.

What are you talking about?

All of us on the cell block,

we put $5 in.

When the pot gets up to $100,

we draw lots.

The winner gets 20 minutes.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

And I guess you are

the winner, huh?

Bingo.

I find it absurd to ask

for mercy for something

I didn't do.

I sympathize with the families

of the young women who died,

but I am telling this court,

if I had

had competent counsel,

I would be acquitted

because I am not...

I am not...I am not

the one responsible for

the reprehensible actions

at the sigma theta sorority.

And yet I know

I will be sentenced,

but it is not me

that you've sentenced.

It is a sentence on someone else

who is not standing here

before you.

Theodore Robert Bundy,

having been adjudicated guilty

in the charge of murder

in the first degree,

it is the order of this court

that you be put to death

by a current of electricity,

that the current be passed

through your body

until you are dead.

You take care of yourself,

young man.

I say that sincerely.

It is a tragedy to see such

a total waste of humanity.

You're a bright young man.

You'd have made a good lawyer.

I would have loved to have you

practice in front of me.

But you went another way,

partner.

I don't have

any animosity toward you.

I want you to know that.

Thank you, sir.

Bailiffs?

Hey, congratulations, man.

Yeah, thanks, d.J.

We're gonna get

this thing overturned,

I'm telling you.

The supreme court

should be looking at

the legality of this evidence

and I'm gonna be out of here.

Aw, Ted, the baby.

Yeah, it's great, isn't it?

I'm gonna live forever.

How do I look?

Thin.

Planning another escape?

No, no.

I'm a vegetarian now.

It's a slimming diet.

The Florida state prisons

don't cater to

special diet requests,

you know, unless it's

a religious thing.

So I converted to hinduism.

Do you think I look too thin?

You look fine.

Yeah.

Well, I'll be in perfect health

when they kill me.

You should put that

in your book.

I don't want to talk

about the book.

You come here as a friend?

I want to know when it began.

There are no answers.

Did it start

with Sarah Jane sweeney?

She was a sweet kid.

Used to follow me around

like a puppy dog.

I'm afraid, back then, I was

just a normal 14-year-old boy.

You remember exactly how old

you were when she disappeared.

Well, that was big news

in our neighborhood.

I found out

about your childhood.

You mean about

my mother passing herself off

as my sister?

How'd you feel being lied to?

Adopted children are lied to.

It doesn't make them killers.

Was it your grandfather then?

What do you

want me to do, Ann?

Do you want me

to make up something?

No.

'Cause I'll do that.

I'll make up something.

Okay, my grandfather raped my

mother and created a monster.

Is that what you want to hear?

I want to understand it.

It?

You mean me, don't you?

I'm less of

a threat that way, aren't I?

If I'm something else?

I'm not like you,

then I'm demented.

I have some defect.

You do have a defect.

I do not.

I do not.

I can't tell you the truth, Ann,

because there is

no truth to tell.

99% of...

Tell me you did it.

Give me that.

99% of the time,

I'm just like anyone else,

like you, but still...

Say you killed them!

Still you judge me,

you who have known me so long.

Show me the 1%.

Show me what they saw!

Why do you judge me

so harshly?

If I even begin to

answer that, I'll never stop.

Do you remember

long tall Sally?

The crisis clinic girl

you saved?

Her name wasn't Sally.

I tracked down

the medical workers

who helped her that night.

I got her address

and her real name.

Ted...

A year later,

almost to the day,

she slit her wrists and

bled to death in her bathtub.

I had to wonder, what good

did I do that night, huh?

Well, what do you think?

Goodbye, Ted.

And if I didn't do any good,

is there any such thing?

Is there?

Listen to me, sweetie.

Listen.

Are you listening?

What we need is time, okay?

I have what these families want.

I can help them.

I can give them closure.

What do you mean?

Some of the victims

haven't been found yet.

I can provide information.

I want you to go

to these people.

I want you to tell them

that I am willing to talk,

that I can tell them

where they can find

their daughters.

But they have to ask

the governor for clemency.

What are you saying?

You know where these girls are?

I can...Speculate.

Oh, my god!

Sweetheart, come here.

Say goodbye to daddy.

Bye, daddy.

No! Stop it!

Listen to me!

I need you to do this for me.

I can't do this anymore, Ted!

Yes, you can!

If I can do it, you can do it!

I'm counting on you.

Goodbye, Ted.

Daddy?

Ted Bundy, who has been

on death row for nine years,

has once again

drawn attention to himself.

His execution is

only three days away...

I know, I know.

I've heard.

Every reporter in the country

has called.

No, it's his

fourth death warrant...

Hey, can you

hang on a minute?

I got a call coming in.

Hello?

Yes, this is she.

No. I'm so sorry.

I can't.

I'm doing "Larry king" then.

Can I call you back?

Thanks.

Hello?

All right,

here's my proposal.

Three more years.

I get three more years

and I will tell you

where the bodies are buried

and also about the girls'

last moments on earth.

I mean, that ought to be

some comfort to the families.

Ted, we spoke

to the families.

They refuse to intervene

on your behalf.

The execution has not

been stayed.

You have

to do something, okay?

You have to do something.

Have you called

all the families?

I mean, you're certain

you've called all of them?

They have to want to know.

You could give this

information without asking

for something in return.

Why won't

these people help, huh?

Why won't they help?

Well, you heard about his

last-minute offer, right?

Yeah.

Jeez, the guy's got

a hell of a lot of nerve.

Well, it's a confession.

Think about it.

I mean, that alone provides

a tremendous amount of closure

for hundreds of people.

Well, that's one way

to look at it.

Hey, will you remember

to tell my family...

Just tell them I'm sorry.

Maybe we could start

by telling me

a little bit about the girl.

The little girl's name

was Sarah Jane sweeney.

She vanished from her home

in march 1961.

Ted was a paper boy

and the sweeney home

was on his route.

One day Sarah Jane

stayed home from school sick.

Her mother thought she was

asleep, but when she went

upstairs to check on her,

Sarah Jane was gone.

She just disappeared.

They never found her body.

Do you think she was

his first victim?

Ted denies it.

Yes.

Yes, I think she was his first.

She was 8, he was 14.

How do you feel right now,

Ann?

Has justice been done?

Oh, you can never right

what Ted's done.

Surely his death must be

some consolation to

the victims' families.

Wait, wait.

When they arrested him

in Florida, one of the cops

told him he was a suspect

in 36 murders.

You know what Ted said?

"Add a digit."

What does that mean,

add a digit?

37 murders?

Or is it 136?

Did it start with Sarah Jane?

Did it start after?

Was Ted born a monster?

Did he become one?

There is no answer.

That's the only truth Ted

ever gave me.

We think we know evil

when we see it, but we don't.

It just exists

and we don't know why.

I don't know why.