American Crime Story (2016–…): Season 2, Episode 2 - Manhunt - full transcript

There are no journalists here.
There are drugs.
The therapies are complex, difficult.
But we have options.
When I was a child...
I had an older sister.
Before Donatella was born.
Her name was Tina.
At ten years old, she became very ill
with peritonitis.
My parents sent me away to live with my aunt and my uncle
while they nursed her.
But I couldn't be away from my family for long, so...
one day, I ran all the way back home.
And when I walked into the house,
I saw her,
my older sister,
in an open casket surrounded by white flowers.
No one had told me she had died.
Until that moment, I always believed
that if you get sick,
you can also get better.
I need to talk to him.
What is Versace without you?
It will be you.
Who am I without you?
You will find out.
You hate me, don't you?
He wasn't enough for you?
This house, this life.
You wanted more.
More fun, more men.
I understand. That is your business.
But why bring him into it?
'Cause he chose to.
No, he chose you.
He went along with it because of you.
Because he knew what you were thinking.
"Not handsome enough for handsome Antonio."
I am not a villain.
And he's not a saint.
My brother has a weakness for beauty.
He forgives it anything.
But I am not my brother.
But we can agree on something.
You knew he wanted a family.
Why didn't you give him one?
'Cause we're not allowed.
You could have found a way.
He celebrated your marriage.
He shed tears of joy in church for your fucking union!
What have you done but belittle me and criticize his choice?
What have you done for him?
What have you given him?
Stability? Safety?
Children?
If you had given him anything,
I would have given you respect.
But you've given him nothing.
I try not to be bitter, Antonio.
I was never bitter before.
If I was sad, I create.
If I was angry, I create.
But now, I'm too... I'm too sick.
I'm too sick to-to work and too sick to...
For the first time in my life, I-I'm jealous.
I'm jealous of him.
I'm jealous of her. I...
I just want it out, Antonio.
I just want it out, my love.
I just want it out.
Just get it out of me, my love. Get it...
I need us to be a family.
I cannot do this if we're not.
Donatella, please.
Please.
He's gone, Antonio.
There is no need for us to pretend anymore.
Donatella!
Versace!
Gianni.
Amore-amore mio.
Amore mio.
Amore mio.
After everything he survived,
to be killed like this.
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It's gonna hit a high of 84 degrees
and a low of 64 today in Florence...
...the investigation of the brutal murder of Lee Miglin,
with police pursuing suspect Andrew Cunanan...
Hello. I don't have a reservation,
and I know it's very unlikely because this hotel
has such a great position right next to the oceanfront,
but by any chance, do you have a room?
If you have I.D.
"Kurt DeMarrs."
- You're French? - I was born in Nice.
Have you ever been?
To Nice? No.
It's beautiful. You should go sometime.
I hope to go back soon, maybe raise a family... but first,
I need to make my way in the world.
I'm a fashion student... I traveled all the way here
just so I can share a few words with Mr. Versace.
I hear he's very open to having conversations
with young, aspiring students.
- A fashion student? - Don't judge by the clothes.
I don't have a dollar to spend on them.
But I think Mr. Versace will find
my conversation very excellent. I would say, "Sir,
"nothing is more inspiring to me
than that one outfit that Carla Bruni wore."
It was a skirt of crinoline,
like a giant floral handkerchief,
fastened with a gold belt,
and daringly mismatched with a denim shirt.
I don't know much about crinoline or Mr. Versace,
but how does $29.99 a night sound?
Cash only. Paid in advance.
No exceptions.
Are you saying that some people
actually leave here without paying?
All the time.
I chased one man.
Ran two blocks.
- Did you catch him? - No.
And I didn't want to.
I was just trying to make sure I kept my job.
I'll take this camera.
Uh, and that hat,
and... sunglasses, the black ones.
Andrew Cunanan, 27 years old.
He's killed four men.
His murder spree began in Minneapolis.
Next murder was in the countryside by East Rush Lake.
Third victim was in Chicago.
The fourth man was in New Jersey.
Why do you think he's now in Miami?
- We don't know where he is. - Well, he's made the Bureau's
Top Ten Most Wanted, which means right now,
every FBI office in the country has agents looking for him.
Do you think he's more or less likely to be here
- compared to, say, Los Angeles or San Diego... - We intend
to do our job on the assumption that he's coming here.
We're talking about a really small area.
The most popular gay venues are Twist,
Warsaw Ballroom, Salvation,
Amnesia...
The Beach on 12th Street, and we're here.
If he comes here,
pretty much he'll have to walk right past us.
We could visit these places in a day.
I'm happy to take you around.
Let's get the flyers out,
meet the bar owners, community leaders...
All right. Detective...
you haven't read the case files,
but Cunanan won't be a regular tourist.
He's a predatory escort, which means he's going to target
closeted, older, wealthy homosexuals.
Now, I've been told that bars in Fort Lauderdale
serve those kinds of men.
So, you don't want to canvass South Beach as well?
- Get the flyers out there. - We only have ten right now.
We're having more printed.
When will they be ready?
The flyers aren't a priority for us.
Well, that's certainly clear.
I don't want to be a pain.
I don't want to be a pain. I don't want to be a pain.
I don't want to be a pain, but growing up, I spent my summers
swimming off the coast of Saint-Jean-Cap-Ferrat,
so, being this close to the ocean,
but not being able to see the water...
it makes me sad.
Don't tell anyone...
...or they'll think I'm going soft.
I won't say a word.
Hey, is that girl Angie still locked up?
I'm sure she'll be out soon. It's fine.
I'm Andy.
I heard Miriam call you Kurt.
What does Miriam call you?
Everybody calls me Ronnie.
Know where to score?
I don't do this kind of work anymore.
I mean, I've done it, but...
Look at me. Who am I kidding?
Did you have a bad experience?
I didn't have a good one.
I worked at an AIDS awareness initiative in San Diego.
I was a volunteer.
I've helped a lot of people in my life.
When they were sick, when they were short cash,
or when they needed someone...
they came to me.
You sick?
No.
- Would you tell me if you were? - I might.
You know, I don't tell most people, 'cause...
most people freak out.
I'm not most people.
A few years ago, I was so close to dying.
I had said all my good-byes, spent all my money.
Living like I had one month to live.
And then...
they gave me these magic pills, and...
suddenly I'm not gonna die.
They had handed me my life back, and...
I didn't know what to do with it, so I came out here.
I read someplace that people like living by the ocean
who don't have much living left.
You lose anyone?
Lost my best friend.
And the love of my life.
I'm sorry.
Recently?
This year.
Both of them?
Yeah.
What brings you to Miami?
- I know people. - Oh, yeah?
- Versace. - Versace?
- He's a fashion designer, lives in... - No, no,
- I know who he is, just... You're friends? - Yeah, we met
in San Francisco.
I was helping him with the costumes for Capriccio.
It's an opera he was working on.
And one night...
he treated me to a meal at Stars.
Anyone who's anyone eats there. You know it?
Uh, Stars? No.
It made a celebrity out of its head chef.
Jeremiah Towers?
Well, anyway, that's when he proposed to me.
Didn't work out, but...
we're still friends.
You ever wonder "what if"?
Every day.
Yeah, he's a big deal out here.
Very popular. He's always around.
You can say hi, he'll say hi back.
Nice man.
I'm not that into his clothes, though.
Well, that's because you don't know him.
I don't know him.
No, I don't know him, but his stores have windows.
I can see through the glass.
The more you know him, the more you'll like his clothes.
Is that so?
The man invented his own fabrics.
When they told him what he wanted wasn't possible,
he just created it himself.
Ever heard of Oroton?
Oroton?
It's a fine chain mail mesh of aluminum alloy
so light that a woman can wear it on a hot summer's day.
- Sounds real nice. - I...
I don't see something nice.
I see the man behind it.
A great creator.
A man I could have been.
Been with?
Yeah.
Andy...
Don't worry about money.
I'm gonna share this with you 50-50.
I look after my friends.
That's always been important to me.
I don't know what to say.
How many times have you done this before?
- Two? Three? - Yeah.
How many people do you employ in business?
300?
5,000... globally.
I can be submissive.
You have no idea.
You're helpless.
Accept it.
Accept it.
Accept it!
Accept it.
Hey, hey, hey.
Last chance.
Isn't that special?
Anything else, sir?
If you could come back in... 30 minutes for the trays.
Of course, sir. 30 minutes.
You know, my mom used to bring me lobster when I was at school.
She'd bring it to me for lunch.
While all the other kids were eating
peanut butter and jelly sandwiches,
here I was
with my little sachet
of cracked black pepper
wrapped up like a little gram of cocaine.
911. What's your emergency?
I...
What's your emergency?
Nothing.
Why does she have to hire these women?
What don't you like?
They look ill.
- Donatella! - Over here!
Girls, can you give us the room?
I need to talk to my brother.
Mamma mia. Okay.
I will continue later. Okay?
What happened? You agreed to try them.
Yes, Donatella, but I want my models
to look like they enjoy life!
Like they eat, at least.
Like they laugh, like they dance, they make love.
- What do those girls enjoy? - Front covers.
So, you think I cannot make the front cover anymore?
Everybody's talking about Galliano and McQueen.
What are they doing next?
Should I be asking myself, "What are people talking about?"
If you want to sell any clothes, yes.
No, Donatella. It comes from here first.
From here, and then, you hire the photographers,
and then you throw the parties, and then you ask celebrities
to wear our clothes, but that comes second.
I'm worried, Gianni. Our shows were the future once.
When did I become the past?
People see the same models, and they say the same thing.
"Versace, great, masterful, but I know this guy.
I knew him ten years ago, and here he is again."
Donatella, I get better every day, stronger.
It's a miracle.
Maybe one day, I will tire of being thankful that I'm alive.
Maybe one day, it won't seem like a miracle,
and I will be able to produce a show as dark
and as morbid as you desire.
But until that day, life is special.
Life is precious, and that is how I feel.
And my shows must be about what I feel.
If not, they are about nothing.
Do you really think people will hear those words
- when they see your clothes? They won't. - You're wrong.
They will know. They won't know the details, of course,
but they will feel those emotions
because the clothes will make them feel them.
Okay, you dress your girls, I dress mine.
- We'll see who wins. - Perfect. Let's fight.
We're family, it's okay to fight. We'll fight.
- What dress will end the show? - A bride in a silver dress
with a veil pulled back behind her head, not covering her face.
Mm. How original.
Not a virgin bride, a Versace bride.
She will be a woman who's loved many men before.
A woman who's finally found her equal, a match for her passions.
She won't be dainty, she won't be timid.
She will be proud and strong.
And that's how I will end my show.
Our show.
Our show. Now get the girls.
I used to be a florist, you know.
I was a good one.
I was thinking about starting up again
here in Miami.
Just running a little kiosk.
It would need two people to run it.
Y-You and me.
And...
we get along well enough, I think, yeah?
Anything's got to be better than working that beach.
Don't you think? Andy?
I'm gonna take a shower.
Okay.
Yeah, yeah, a sh... uh, a shower. Why not?
Andrew?
What'd you do?
Nothing.
I've done... nothing.
I've done nothing my whole life.
That's the truth.
We're out.
I'll get more.
Hey, one second.
Hey. Come join us.
I will. I will be there.
G-Go play. Go play.
I don't want this anymore.
I want you.
I want to marry you.
You can say it in the morning.
But can you say it in the evening?
Where'd you get this?
It's a remarkable story.
Baby!
Your sister's here!
Come on, Gianni. I'm here.
The real Donatella has a key.
- Oh, come on, Gianni. Let me in. - Not tonight.
Come on, baby. Gianni.
No, no, no, baby.
- Gianni, let me in! - Babe, baby, I've to...
Baby, I've told you so many times.
I-I can only handle one Donatella. One is enough.
- I wear Versace. - Versace. Yeah, brava.
Baby, big kiss for you, but I cannot let you in.
One is enough. Okay?
Will I see you again?
I'm sure of it.
You don't have that money, do you?
We were friends.
That was real, right?
When someone asks you if we were friends...
you'll say no.
Cunanan has been the subject
of a manhunt for months.
He's 27 years old,
stands five feet, 10 inches,
dark brown hair and eyes,
with a gift of changing his appearance.
He's sought in connection to four murders.
Two in Minnesota,
one in New Jersey, and another in Illinois.
Hi. What would you like to order?
Tuna combo.
$2.99.
Keep the change.
Tuna.
Can you cover me?
911.
- What's your emergency? - I don't know his name.
He was on America's Most Wanted.
- Is this man black or white? - White guy.
The white guy who killed four white guys.
He's here. No joke.
Send everything right now.
Hey.
How are you? Good to see you again.
Let me see your I.D.
Ah.
Ciao.
Hey.
- You good? - Yeah.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
- Hey. - Sorry. Hi.
- Hi. So nice to meet you. - You're amazing.
I don't want that anymore.
I want you, Gianni.
I want to marry you.
Let's go. Let's go.
I'm Brad.
I'm Andy.
So, what do you do?
I'm a serial killer.
What?
I said I'm a banker.
I'm a stockbroker. I'm a shareholder.
I-I'm a paperback writer.
I'm a cop. I'm a naval officer.
Sometimes I'm a spy.
I build movie sets in Mexico
and-and skyscrapers in Chicago.
I sell propane in Minneapolis.
I import pineapples from the Philippines.
You know, I'm the person least likely to be forgotten.
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I'm Andrew Cunanan.