Hunter (1984–1991): Season 7, Episode 4 - Kill Zone - full transcript
A new case involving a murdered woman cuts deeply into Joanne Molenski's past.
-Homicide thinks this
may be Quy Trang.
She was grabbed last night
outside of her parents' grocery store.
-Any witnesses?
-No, but we found a
bootprint above the water line.
We made a cast.
I'm gonna warn you...
It's a really bad one.
Knife wounds, huh?
-Yeah.
-Same MO as the
Little Saigon murders.
-Looks like it may be a
serial, and it's all yours.
Take a look at this.
Forensic found it pinned
to the girl's, uh, blouse.
It's just like the other
two, an army medal.
-Vietnam, infantry.
-Yeah.
You look into this, let me
know what you find, all right?
Yeah, right.
-Thanks, Molenski.
-Come on.
Hey, Leo!
And as I was looking down
at them, watching them,
it occurred to me
that it was exactly
how it felt then when I did it.
When I killed her... when
I killed all three of them...
It was as if I was
watching somebody
else, studying somebody else.
I thought, this is strange.
But I felt like those
policemen must have felt.
Very objective, really.
Noticing how it happened,
even wondering why it happened.
But of course, you
and I know why.
The one on the left is
from the second murder victim.
On the right is your
DB from the beach.
They're identical.
Now, we're assuming that
these hairs on the victim's clothing
belong to the assailant.
-Yeah.
-Then we're talking
about a male, of course.
Caucasian, short hair.
You can see where
the ends were trimmed.
-Could be military.
-It could also be a drugged-out
punk or two, Charlie.
OK, when you get the DNA
checks on the hair samples
and the semen
samples, gimme a call.
-Absolutely.
-Thanks.
-Bye.
-Captain, Sgt. Hunter,
forensics gave us
a rush report on that bootprint.
Army-issued jungle
boot, manufactured 1988.
But the entire
series were rejects.
The Army never used them.
-Probably sold them off to
Army surplus stores, Charlie.
-Yeah.
I'll tell you what, Molenski.
You call the Army Office
of Government Issue.
It's in the Fed building.
They'll know which
stores got them.
-Right.
-Hi.
What can I do for you folks?
-Yes, sir.
Sgt. Hunter.
This is Officer Molenski.
LAPD.
-How you doing?
-That's a beauty.
-Yeah, it is, isn't it?
You know, I hand sharpen
all the knives I get in here.
The customers appreciate that.
-Really?
-Yeah.
-May I?
-It's got a nice
balance, doesn't it?
-Yeah.
-So what can I do for you?
-Looking for jungle
boots, Army-issued, 1988.
I hear you got them.
-Yeah, a while ago.
I got them in, uh, last month.
-Uh-huh.
A lot of people buy them?
-I don't know.
We could take a look.
-Good.
This way.
-Joanne.
-Well, let's see.
Hey, it looks like
20, 30 pairs sold.
You know, uh, the
kids love these boots.
I can't keep them in stock.
-Do you have a
permit for that gun?
-Yeah, I do.
-I'd like to see it.
Now.
All right.
-I've been held up
twice, you know?
-I understand.
Do you remember a
Caucasian man with short hair
buying these boots?
-Oh, gimme a break here.
Half the guys who buy these
boots got that kind of haircut.
Half the girls too.
-Look, this is a
murder investigation.
It would help us
a great deal if you
could remember
who bought the boots.
-Well, I don't know.
I'd have to go through
all my bills of sale
since I got them in, so...
-That's all right.
We'll have a guy here
in the morning for them.
-I think I can handle it myself.
-Well, we are doing it for
half a dozen other stores.
-Yeah, OK.
I mean, I do like to keep
on good terms with you guys.
-Oh, good.
Appreciate that.
Thanks for your time.
-You got it.
-Thanks a lot.
-Sure.
-What was that all about?
-Hey, the guy seemed nervous.
-Yeah, he was nervous.
You made him nervous.
Hell, you made me nervous.
-Sorry.
I am sorry.
-We got an awful lot
of work to do today.
Come on.
-Yeah, like chasing
down sex offenders.
-Hey, look.
I did my homework, Lieutenant.
Yes, I was persuasive,
charming, and endearingly modest,
if I must say.
How else do you get anything
done in a bureaucracy?
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm a damn
good shrink, and you
taught me everything I know.
OK.
Thanks, Lieutenant.
I'll see you tomorrow.
What happened?
You look awful.
-Thanks a lot.
Nothing happened.
I was just confirming that
we're on for burgers tonight.
-Confirming?
I'm supposed to be at
your desk in 15 minutes.
-Oh.
Good, 'cause I'm starving.
-Oh, wait a second.
I can go with you now.
Do you need to get
anything from your desk?
-Huh?
My desk?
No, why?
-Joanne, what's going on?
Hey, come on.
It's me.
-Um, nothing.
Uh, Hunter and I
are working on this,
uh, rape-murder case
and, uh, a serial killer.
-Yeah, the serial
murders at the beach.
I heard about that.
Are you OK?
Joanne, you're
obviously upset about this.
-Uh, it's... it's a
tough assignment.
-Well, how?
I mean, how is this different
from any other murder case?
Joanne?
-He's just so brutal.
-Wait, Joanne, you know you're
gonna have to talk about this.
-Hey, I've never been raped, OK?
-Well, you obviously need
to regain some objectivity.
-Karen, why don't we just
have dinner another night, OK?
-Joanne, are you
sure you don't want
to go out and talk about this?
-I appreciate your concern.
I do.
Thanks.
-You're welcome.
-It comes to the
same amount, $2.17.
Sorry, sir.
-Oh, that's OK.
My mistake.
Thanks for adding it up again.
-Oh, you're welcome.
OK, John, let me see
if I've got this right now.
You, Mr. Paulsen,
and Mr. Sanchez
left the bowling
alley at about 8:30.
You went to the Bamboo
Curtain for drinks.
From there, they dropped you
off at your house at about 1:30
in the morning.
Is that about right?
-You forgot the part where
the cops rousted me out of bed
tonight and dragged
my butt down here.
-You can go, Mr. Herman.
Go and get Mr. Paulsen
for me, please.
-Hey, listen.
None of the people I work
with know I got a prior for rape.
-Yeah?
So what's your point?
-I made a mistake 11 years ago.
I gotta pay for it
the rest of my life?
-Yeah, Mr. Paulsen,
right this way.
Your victim's paying for
it for the rest of her life.
-Anything?
-Just a nice bunch of
guys to get to talk to.
-What's up?
-The lab gave us a
new wrinkle on this one.
-Yeah?
-All three victims were
raped after they were killed.
-Sir, what woke you up?
-The cold.
The cold wind
from the open door.
He left the door open.
-About what time
was that, Mr. Tai?
-Let me have a way, Phil.
Thank you.
You didn't hear any struggling?
-No, nothing.
-You walked into the hall?
-Yes.
-You must've been so frightened.
Did you see my baby girl?
Did you see what he did to her?
-Yes, Mr. Tai, we saw.
-Did you see?
-Mr. Tai...
-Did you see?
Did you see?
Did you see?
-How you doing this morning?
Next.
-So you're the pouty,
sultry type, huh?
That's OK.
I like that.
-I'd really like
to be left alone.
-No, you just think you
want to be left alone.
-Find another stool.
-Look, what you
really need is someone
to provide you with a good time.
Now, I am that someone.
-Is this your hand?
-Sure is.
Ow, ow!
-This is mine.
-Cut it out!
That hurts.
I'm gonna call the cops.
-911.
-Geez, what is
your problem, lady?
You think it's easy to
be as precise as I am?
Most people are sloppy.
You know that?
About their work, about their
lives, or their emotions even.
Not me.
I take stock.
I study.
And only then do I act.
And there is a certain
pleasure in the accomplishment,
knowing I've done
what I set out to do
right down to the last detail.
There is a certain
pride in all that.
-Molenski, I just
got a complaint
that you manhandled
an insurance salesman.
What the hell is going on?
-The guy was
a first class idiot.
I could've arrested him for
misdemeanor sexual assault.
-Well, that would've been
preferable to making him kiss
that table like it was
the Blarney Stone.
Look, Molenski, you
are one of 11 women
in metro division
out of 200 people.
Now, how the hell do you
think this is gonna look?
-Probably not great.
-That's the
understatement of the year.
Listen, is there something
going on with you
I should know about?
-I'm fine.
I am.
Look, I'm sorry.
-Good morning.
-Come in.
-Am I interrupting?
-No, we're through.
-Good.
-I found this pinned
to the Tai girl's pillow.
-A Vietnam service medal.
-Yeah.
And so I contacted NCIC
for court martial transcripts
from that period pertaining
to serial rape and murder.
This one seems to
fit our killer's pattern.
PFC Martin Heller.
Seven counts of rape and first
degree murder, 1968-69, Saigon.
Yeah.
So far, all of our
victims seem to have
same backgrounds
as those in Saigon.
So what are you saying,
Heller's back on the street
recreating his crimes?
-I don't think so, Charlie.
-Why not?
-Because he's in
Atascadero State
Hospital for the
Criminally Insane.
How you coming with that?
-This guy, Heller,
I can't believe it.
Listen to this coroner's report.
"The exact number of stab
wounds was difficult to determine,
as the blade was
thrust repeatedly
through the same area."
Oh, I had to stop
reading for a bit.
-Charlie told me what happened
at the restaurant this morning.
-Look.
I already got chewed out by him!
I don't need to
hear it from you!
-OK, but I still need to
know what's going on.
Every time I look at you,
you're somewhere else.
Is it this case?
-Yeah, it is.
When I was 14, uh, my best
friend was Mary Anne Delaney.
One night, I stayed at
her house and, uh, she
convinced me to go to
the movies to meet this boy.
We met at the movies.
It got pretty late.
We decided to take a shortcut.
It meant we had to go through
this really bad part of town,
but, uh, Mary Anne wanted to get
home before her mom found out.
There was no moon that night.
It was so dark.
Suddenly, this car
pulled up behind us.
We cut through this alley,
and, uh, a man got out.
He had a knife.
We started to run, and
somehow, uh, we got separated.
-Go on.
-He killed her.
He stabbed her 25 times.
-Did they ever find this guy?
-Yeah.
He also raped her.
-And what did you do?
-I ran.
I just ran and ran.
God, I ran.
-Joanne, are you all
right to work on this case?
-I have to.
-Oh!
Oh!
Don't ever do that, Jack.
You almost scared me to death.
-I'm sorry, baby.
I won't do it again.
Ever.
-Did you bring them?
-I brought them, Martin.
There'll be two of us outside.
-You're here to
talk about the girls.
-Yes I am, Martin.
There were seven of
them, weren't there?
-Well, if you include
the Caucasians.
I preferred the Asian girls.
The Asian girls
carry the godhead.
They have a different
experience in death.
You know, you been
away 14, 15 years,
it's not easy to keep
up with current styles.
I'm not blind, Sergeant.
People like you don't
come to me for nothing.
It was a big case.
-Yes, it was, Martin.
And now, there's someone
out there doing it all over again.
Does it disturb you
that there's someone
out there doing what you did?
-It's not possible for anyone
to do what I did to them.
-Why did you rape them
after you killed them, Martin?
-First, the ritual,
and then the act.
-Why wasn't that fact
brought out in the trial?
-Moccasins.
I like moccasins.
Hmm, they have
them in colors now too.
Bright colors.
-Who else knew about it, Martin?
-Prosecution, defense, tribunal.
That's all.
But I knew they all knew.
-I'm leaving now, Martin.
-He'll screw it up,
this copycat guy.
Oh, Sergeant?
Do you think bell bottoms
will ever come back?
-You're just like a little boy.
-Nothing wrong with that.
-So why do you like
this thing so much?
-She's the first thing I ever
remember doing with my dad.
-So when do I get to meet him?
-Who?
-Your dad.
You talk about him all the time.
-He's just a
really terrific guy.
-I'd like to meet him sometime.
-You will.
Maybe we'll go on a
fishing trip together.
-That'll be great.
You know, I'm kinda jealous.
-Really?
-I could never talk to
my dad about anything.
-You can talk to me.
-These days, everybody
knows about counseling
for victims of violent crime.
But the point is...
was... I wasn't the victim.
-Technically.
But you know what
happens to family members
when they see one
of their own get killed.
-Karen, I know what's broke.
What I don't know
is how to fix it.
-Yes, you do.
You know the drill, but you
just haven't wanted to do it.
Now, if you want to
get clear of it, Joanne,
you have to dig it up.
I think you're overwhelmingly
angry about the whole thing.
You think you could
have prevented it?
-Do I think I could
have prevented it?
-Yes.
-Maybe I could have.
-At 14?
You're also still very angry
with Mary Anne, aren't you.
-Why should I be angry at her?
She's the one who
got killed, not me.
-Joanne, a lot of reasons.
Now, what's the first
that comes to mind?
-It was a dumb thing to
do, going to the movies.
It was dumb staying out so late.
And that bastard.
We started to run, and
I shouted at Mary Anne.
Then he grabbed her.
He grabbed her.
I just wish she would
have listened to me.
-Joanne, what you're feeling
right now after all this time,
it's... it's... it's
powerlessness.
It's a survivor's
guilt, a... a rage.
And it's not just for
the victim, honey,
but it's for yourself.
-I just don't quite
know what to do with it.
-Oh, Joanne.
Now, you were always at
your best when cornered.
-Molenski, I ran every
name down associated
with the Heller case.
One flagged.
Get him up.
-Jack Cody, JAG.
Assistant for the civilian law?
-He was a prosecuting attorney.
I think the Heller case
made his reputation.
-So what's the flag?
-About six months
ago, Major Cody
went on a fishing
trip with his son
Jack Jr. The police
ended up fishing
the major's body out of a lake.
They haven't heard
from the son since.
-They list the cause
of death as drowning?
-Yes, they did.
-And they think Junior did it?
-Well, they want to talk him.
-And he would have
access to the old man's files.
-Mhm.
Which means he could've
known the victims were
raped after they were murdered.
-Every time, every
single time I need you,
you have pressing matters!
Something more
important than I am!
Well, I have
pressing matters too.
I'm very, very busy just now.
I can't say when I'll be
able to explain it all to you.
I gotta tell you, I don't need to
know what you think anymore.
Fact is, I'm getting real tired
of you judging me all the time.
You're supposed to help me.
You can't just
tune out like this.
I've tried to do everything
right, but now I'm in trouble.
It's pretty discouraging.
I gotta get out of this.
You gotta get me out this.
You better get me out of this!
I'm so tired.
I'm so damn tired.
-All of Heller's Asian
victims were killed in Saigon.
His first worked
in a camera shop.
So did Cody's.
His second victim ran
a newspaper stand.
Cody's worked in a bookstore.
Heller's third victim
was a waitress.
Cody's sold hot dogs.
-Are we ever gonna
be able to find this guy?
-His fourth victim was a nurse.
Now, Cody worked in
Minnesota as a lab technician,
so we've taken his
photograph and spread it out
to all the labs in
the local areas.
-That puts number
five in something
like a clothing store.
We've blanketed all the small
businesses in Little Saigon.
Those are neat.
-Thank you.
We have other
colors in the back.
I'm just bringing them out.
-Are they on sale?
-Mhm.
Two for $25.
-I'll take two, one
blue and one red.
-OK.
Excuse me.
911.
-Hello?
Hello, this is Bin Fu Clothing
Shop on Upford Street.
He's... he's here!
The man, he's here!
That's him!
That's him!
Help!
Get him, get him!
That's the killer!
Help!
-Hunter, let's go.
We just caught a break.
A lab in the Valley
ID'd Cody from a photo.
They gave us an address on him.
-Keep your head when
everyone else around you
is losing theirs, they say.
Well, I did.
I kept it.
And I got away, didn't I?
In the midst of them,
completely surrounded them
trying to rip me
apart, I got away!
Oh, I was good.
I was flying.
I was fueled by the
fear, not stopped by it.
So maybe I don't
have to do the next one.
Maybe I can skip it
and go on to the fifth.
I mean, maybe I could hurt her.
I guess I could get into it.
But it... but this time... this
time... why don't you hit me?
Go on.
Why not?
You... you can
always get into it.
You... you're never afraid.
You're so smart.
Well, I got news for you.
You're not so smart.
Your big glory case was a
lie, because he's still out there.
Heller is still out
there doing it.
Jack, it's me, Laurie.
Jack, who's in there with you?
Jack, are you all right?
Jack, open up.
-Dad?
Open up.
Jack, what's going on?
Jack, open the door.
Jack?
R-21 Charles to R-22 Charles.
You got the rear covered?
R-22, roger.
Roger.
-I'm Sgt. Hunter, LAPD.
This is Officer Molenski.
Are you all right?
-Yeah.
-What is your name?
-Laurie.
-Laurie, did Cody do this?
-Yeah.
He was yelling inside the
apartment when I got here.
He had let me in, and then he
slammed me against the wall.
He hit me really hard.
I thought that he
wanted to kill me.
And then he stopped.
Where did he go?
-He asked me if I wanted
a drink of water like nothing
had happened.
And I didn't answer.
I couldn't answer.
And he threw the towel at me
and told me to clean myself up,
that I was a mess.
And then... then he left.
He's very dangerous.
We need to find him.
Do you have any
idea where he'd go?
-Jack's not dangerous.
-Laurie, come with me.
I'll clean you up a little bit.
Come on.
Hi, this is 555-6712.
Leave a message at the
beep, and have a good day.
Listen, I need to see you.
I'm sorry I left.
I'm sorry I did that.
Let me see you please, Laurie.
And I'll fix it.
I'll make it better.
We'll... we'll go to the park.
We'll ride the horses.
Excuse me, Captain.
Sgt. Hunter.
-Yeah, Joe.
-Officer Loren's on
the phone for you.
He said that Cody just
called his girlfriend's house
and left a message.
- Great.
Tell him I want
to hear that tape.
I'll be right there.
Thanks very much.
This guy's not going
back to the clothing ward.
-And the attack
on his girlfriend,
a lab tech doing medical
research, that correlates
with Heller's fifth
victim, the Army nurse.
-She's his lifeline, Charlie.
He may not kill her,
but he's definitely
gonna go after her again.
-You sure you want in on this?
-Damn right I do.
-Laurie!
Laurie!
I'm sorry, Laurie.
I don't want to, but I have to.
Don't hit me!
Don't hit me,
you son of a bitch!
You coward!
Hold that elevator.
Howdy.
-Hi.
-So how's it going?
-Oh, fine.
-Fine, that's it?
-I guess it's what they call,
um, an ongoing process,
I think.
-Oh.
Well, for whatever
it's worth, I think
you did a great
job on this case.
-Thanks for letting me.
may be Quy Trang.
She was grabbed last night
outside of her parents' grocery store.
-Any witnesses?
-No, but we found a
bootprint above the water line.
We made a cast.
I'm gonna warn you...
It's a really bad one.
Knife wounds, huh?
-Yeah.
-Same MO as the
Little Saigon murders.
-Looks like it may be a
serial, and it's all yours.
Take a look at this.
Forensic found it pinned
to the girl's, uh, blouse.
It's just like the other
two, an army medal.
-Vietnam, infantry.
-Yeah.
You look into this, let me
know what you find, all right?
Yeah, right.
-Thanks, Molenski.
-Come on.
Hey, Leo!
And as I was looking down
at them, watching them,
it occurred to me
that it was exactly
how it felt then when I did it.
When I killed her... when
I killed all three of them...
It was as if I was
watching somebody
else, studying somebody else.
I thought, this is strange.
But I felt like those
policemen must have felt.
Very objective, really.
Noticing how it happened,
even wondering why it happened.
But of course, you
and I know why.
The one on the left is
from the second murder victim.
On the right is your
DB from the beach.
They're identical.
Now, we're assuming that
these hairs on the victim's clothing
belong to the assailant.
-Yeah.
-Then we're talking
about a male, of course.
Caucasian, short hair.
You can see where
the ends were trimmed.
-Could be military.
-It could also be a drugged-out
punk or two, Charlie.
OK, when you get the DNA
checks on the hair samples
and the semen
samples, gimme a call.
-Absolutely.
-Thanks.
-Bye.
-Captain, Sgt. Hunter,
forensics gave us
a rush report on that bootprint.
Army-issued jungle
boot, manufactured 1988.
But the entire
series were rejects.
The Army never used them.
-Probably sold them off to
Army surplus stores, Charlie.
-Yeah.
I'll tell you what, Molenski.
You call the Army Office
of Government Issue.
It's in the Fed building.
They'll know which
stores got them.
-Right.
-Hi.
What can I do for you folks?
-Yes, sir.
Sgt. Hunter.
This is Officer Molenski.
LAPD.
-How you doing?
-That's a beauty.
-Yeah, it is, isn't it?
You know, I hand sharpen
all the knives I get in here.
The customers appreciate that.
-Really?
-Yeah.
-May I?
-It's got a nice
balance, doesn't it?
-Yeah.
-So what can I do for you?
-Looking for jungle
boots, Army-issued, 1988.
I hear you got them.
-Yeah, a while ago.
I got them in, uh, last month.
-Uh-huh.
A lot of people buy them?
-I don't know.
We could take a look.
-Good.
This way.
-Joanne.
-Well, let's see.
Hey, it looks like
20, 30 pairs sold.
You know, uh, the
kids love these boots.
I can't keep them in stock.
-Do you have a
permit for that gun?
-Yeah, I do.
-I'd like to see it.
Now.
All right.
-I've been held up
twice, you know?
-I understand.
Do you remember a
Caucasian man with short hair
buying these boots?
-Oh, gimme a break here.
Half the guys who buy these
boots got that kind of haircut.
Half the girls too.
-Look, this is a
murder investigation.
It would help us
a great deal if you
could remember
who bought the boots.
-Well, I don't know.
I'd have to go through
all my bills of sale
since I got them in, so...
-That's all right.
We'll have a guy here
in the morning for them.
-I think I can handle it myself.
-Well, we are doing it for
half a dozen other stores.
-Yeah, OK.
I mean, I do like to keep
on good terms with you guys.
-Oh, good.
Appreciate that.
Thanks for your time.
-You got it.
-Thanks a lot.
-Sure.
-What was that all about?
-Hey, the guy seemed nervous.
-Yeah, he was nervous.
You made him nervous.
Hell, you made me nervous.
-Sorry.
I am sorry.
-We got an awful lot
of work to do today.
Come on.
-Yeah, like chasing
down sex offenders.
-Hey, look.
I did my homework, Lieutenant.
Yes, I was persuasive,
charming, and endearingly modest,
if I must say.
How else do you get anything
done in a bureaucracy?
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm a damn
good shrink, and you
taught me everything I know.
OK.
Thanks, Lieutenant.
I'll see you tomorrow.
What happened?
You look awful.
-Thanks a lot.
Nothing happened.
I was just confirming that
we're on for burgers tonight.
-Confirming?
I'm supposed to be at
your desk in 15 minutes.
-Oh.
Good, 'cause I'm starving.
-Oh, wait a second.
I can go with you now.
Do you need to get
anything from your desk?
-Huh?
My desk?
No, why?
-Joanne, what's going on?
Hey, come on.
It's me.
-Um, nothing.
Uh, Hunter and I
are working on this,
uh, rape-murder case
and, uh, a serial killer.
-Yeah, the serial
murders at the beach.
I heard about that.
Are you OK?
Joanne, you're
obviously upset about this.
-Uh, it's... it's a
tough assignment.
-Well, how?
I mean, how is this different
from any other murder case?
Joanne?
-He's just so brutal.
-Wait, Joanne, you know you're
gonna have to talk about this.
-Hey, I've never been raped, OK?
-Well, you obviously need
to regain some objectivity.
-Karen, why don't we just
have dinner another night, OK?
-Joanne, are you
sure you don't want
to go out and talk about this?
-I appreciate your concern.
I do.
Thanks.
-You're welcome.
-It comes to the
same amount, $2.17.
Sorry, sir.
-Oh, that's OK.
My mistake.
Thanks for adding it up again.
-Oh, you're welcome.
OK, John, let me see
if I've got this right now.
You, Mr. Paulsen,
and Mr. Sanchez
left the bowling
alley at about 8:30.
You went to the Bamboo
Curtain for drinks.
From there, they dropped you
off at your house at about 1:30
in the morning.
Is that about right?
-You forgot the part where
the cops rousted me out of bed
tonight and dragged
my butt down here.
-You can go, Mr. Herman.
Go and get Mr. Paulsen
for me, please.
-Hey, listen.
None of the people I work
with know I got a prior for rape.
-Yeah?
So what's your point?
-I made a mistake 11 years ago.
I gotta pay for it
the rest of my life?
-Yeah, Mr. Paulsen,
right this way.
Your victim's paying for
it for the rest of her life.
-Anything?
-Just a nice bunch of
guys to get to talk to.
-What's up?
-The lab gave us a
new wrinkle on this one.
-Yeah?
-All three victims were
raped after they were killed.
-Sir, what woke you up?
-The cold.
The cold wind
from the open door.
He left the door open.
-About what time
was that, Mr. Tai?
-Let me have a way, Phil.
Thank you.
You didn't hear any struggling?
-No, nothing.
-You walked into the hall?
-Yes.
-You must've been so frightened.
Did you see my baby girl?
Did you see what he did to her?
-Yes, Mr. Tai, we saw.
-Did you see?
-Mr. Tai...
-Did you see?
Did you see?
Did you see?
-How you doing this morning?
Next.
-So you're the pouty,
sultry type, huh?
That's OK.
I like that.
-I'd really like
to be left alone.
-No, you just think you
want to be left alone.
-Find another stool.
-Look, what you
really need is someone
to provide you with a good time.
Now, I am that someone.
-Is this your hand?
-Sure is.
Ow, ow!
-This is mine.
-Cut it out!
That hurts.
I'm gonna call the cops.
-911.
-Geez, what is
your problem, lady?
You think it's easy to
be as precise as I am?
Most people are sloppy.
You know that?
About their work, about their
lives, or their emotions even.
Not me.
I take stock.
I study.
And only then do I act.
And there is a certain
pleasure in the accomplishment,
knowing I've done
what I set out to do
right down to the last detail.
There is a certain
pride in all that.
-Molenski, I just
got a complaint
that you manhandled
an insurance salesman.
What the hell is going on?
-The guy was
a first class idiot.
I could've arrested him for
misdemeanor sexual assault.
-Well, that would've been
preferable to making him kiss
that table like it was
the Blarney Stone.
Look, Molenski, you
are one of 11 women
in metro division
out of 200 people.
Now, how the hell do you
think this is gonna look?
-Probably not great.
-That's the
understatement of the year.
Listen, is there something
going on with you
I should know about?
-I'm fine.
I am.
Look, I'm sorry.
-Good morning.
-Come in.
-Am I interrupting?
-No, we're through.
-Good.
-I found this pinned
to the Tai girl's pillow.
-A Vietnam service medal.
-Yeah.
And so I contacted NCIC
for court martial transcripts
from that period pertaining
to serial rape and murder.
This one seems to
fit our killer's pattern.
PFC Martin Heller.
Seven counts of rape and first
degree murder, 1968-69, Saigon.
Yeah.
So far, all of our
victims seem to have
same backgrounds
as those in Saigon.
So what are you saying,
Heller's back on the street
recreating his crimes?
-I don't think so, Charlie.
-Why not?
-Because he's in
Atascadero State
Hospital for the
Criminally Insane.
How you coming with that?
-This guy, Heller,
I can't believe it.
Listen to this coroner's report.
"The exact number of stab
wounds was difficult to determine,
as the blade was
thrust repeatedly
through the same area."
Oh, I had to stop
reading for a bit.
-Charlie told me what happened
at the restaurant this morning.
-Look.
I already got chewed out by him!
I don't need to
hear it from you!
-OK, but I still need to
know what's going on.
Every time I look at you,
you're somewhere else.
Is it this case?
-Yeah, it is.
When I was 14, uh, my best
friend was Mary Anne Delaney.
One night, I stayed at
her house and, uh, she
convinced me to go to
the movies to meet this boy.
We met at the movies.
It got pretty late.
We decided to take a shortcut.
It meant we had to go through
this really bad part of town,
but, uh, Mary Anne wanted to get
home before her mom found out.
There was no moon that night.
It was so dark.
Suddenly, this car
pulled up behind us.
We cut through this alley,
and, uh, a man got out.
He had a knife.
We started to run, and
somehow, uh, we got separated.
-Go on.
-He killed her.
He stabbed her 25 times.
-Did they ever find this guy?
-Yeah.
He also raped her.
-And what did you do?
-I ran.
I just ran and ran.
God, I ran.
-Joanne, are you all
right to work on this case?
-I have to.
-Oh!
Oh!
Don't ever do that, Jack.
You almost scared me to death.
-I'm sorry, baby.
I won't do it again.
Ever.
-Did you bring them?
-I brought them, Martin.
There'll be two of us outside.
-You're here to
talk about the girls.
-Yes I am, Martin.
There were seven of
them, weren't there?
-Well, if you include
the Caucasians.
I preferred the Asian girls.
The Asian girls
carry the godhead.
They have a different
experience in death.
You know, you been
away 14, 15 years,
it's not easy to keep
up with current styles.
I'm not blind, Sergeant.
People like you don't
come to me for nothing.
It was a big case.
-Yes, it was, Martin.
And now, there's someone
out there doing it all over again.
Does it disturb you
that there's someone
out there doing what you did?
-It's not possible for anyone
to do what I did to them.
-Why did you rape them
after you killed them, Martin?
-First, the ritual,
and then the act.
-Why wasn't that fact
brought out in the trial?
-Moccasins.
I like moccasins.
Hmm, they have
them in colors now too.
Bright colors.
-Who else knew about it, Martin?
-Prosecution, defense, tribunal.
That's all.
But I knew they all knew.
-I'm leaving now, Martin.
-He'll screw it up,
this copycat guy.
Oh, Sergeant?
Do you think bell bottoms
will ever come back?
-You're just like a little boy.
-Nothing wrong with that.
-So why do you like
this thing so much?
-She's the first thing I ever
remember doing with my dad.
-So when do I get to meet him?
-Who?
-Your dad.
You talk about him all the time.
-He's just a
really terrific guy.
-I'd like to meet him sometime.
-You will.
Maybe we'll go on a
fishing trip together.
-That'll be great.
You know, I'm kinda jealous.
-Really?
-I could never talk to
my dad about anything.
-You can talk to me.
-These days, everybody
knows about counseling
for victims of violent crime.
But the point is...
was... I wasn't the victim.
-Technically.
But you know what
happens to family members
when they see one
of their own get killed.
-Karen, I know what's broke.
What I don't know
is how to fix it.
-Yes, you do.
You know the drill, but you
just haven't wanted to do it.
Now, if you want to
get clear of it, Joanne,
you have to dig it up.
I think you're overwhelmingly
angry about the whole thing.
You think you could
have prevented it?
-Do I think I could
have prevented it?
-Yes.
-Maybe I could have.
-At 14?
You're also still very angry
with Mary Anne, aren't you.
-Why should I be angry at her?
She's the one who
got killed, not me.
-Joanne, a lot of reasons.
Now, what's the first
that comes to mind?
-It was a dumb thing to
do, going to the movies.
It was dumb staying out so late.
And that bastard.
We started to run, and
I shouted at Mary Anne.
Then he grabbed her.
He grabbed her.
I just wish she would
have listened to me.
-Joanne, what you're feeling
right now after all this time,
it's... it's... it's
powerlessness.
It's a survivor's
guilt, a... a rage.
And it's not just for
the victim, honey,
but it's for yourself.
-I just don't quite
know what to do with it.
-Oh, Joanne.
Now, you were always at
your best when cornered.
-Molenski, I ran every
name down associated
with the Heller case.
One flagged.
Get him up.
-Jack Cody, JAG.
Assistant for the civilian law?
-He was a prosecuting attorney.
I think the Heller case
made his reputation.
-So what's the flag?
-About six months
ago, Major Cody
went on a fishing
trip with his son
Jack Jr. The police
ended up fishing
the major's body out of a lake.
They haven't heard
from the son since.
-They list the cause
of death as drowning?
-Yes, they did.
-And they think Junior did it?
-Well, they want to talk him.
-And he would have
access to the old man's files.
-Mhm.
Which means he could've
known the victims were
raped after they were murdered.
-Every time, every
single time I need you,
you have pressing matters!
Something more
important than I am!
Well, I have
pressing matters too.
I'm very, very busy just now.
I can't say when I'll be
able to explain it all to you.
I gotta tell you, I don't need to
know what you think anymore.
Fact is, I'm getting real tired
of you judging me all the time.
You're supposed to help me.
You can't just
tune out like this.
I've tried to do everything
right, but now I'm in trouble.
It's pretty discouraging.
I gotta get out of this.
You gotta get me out this.
You better get me out of this!
I'm so tired.
I'm so damn tired.
-All of Heller's Asian
victims were killed in Saigon.
His first worked
in a camera shop.
So did Cody's.
His second victim ran
a newspaper stand.
Cody's worked in a bookstore.
Heller's third victim
was a waitress.
Cody's sold hot dogs.
-Are we ever gonna
be able to find this guy?
-His fourth victim was a nurse.
Now, Cody worked in
Minnesota as a lab technician,
so we've taken his
photograph and spread it out
to all the labs in
the local areas.
-That puts number
five in something
like a clothing store.
We've blanketed all the small
businesses in Little Saigon.
Those are neat.
-Thank you.
We have other
colors in the back.
I'm just bringing them out.
-Are they on sale?
-Mhm.
Two for $25.
-I'll take two, one
blue and one red.
-OK.
Excuse me.
911.
-Hello?
Hello, this is Bin Fu Clothing
Shop on Upford Street.
He's... he's here!
The man, he's here!
That's him!
That's him!
Help!
Get him, get him!
That's the killer!
Help!
-Hunter, let's go.
We just caught a break.
A lab in the Valley
ID'd Cody from a photo.
They gave us an address on him.
-Keep your head when
everyone else around you
is losing theirs, they say.
Well, I did.
I kept it.
And I got away, didn't I?
In the midst of them,
completely surrounded them
trying to rip me
apart, I got away!
Oh, I was good.
I was flying.
I was fueled by the
fear, not stopped by it.
So maybe I don't
have to do the next one.
Maybe I can skip it
and go on to the fifth.
I mean, maybe I could hurt her.
I guess I could get into it.
But it... but this time... this
time... why don't you hit me?
Go on.
Why not?
You... you can
always get into it.
You... you're never afraid.
You're so smart.
Well, I got news for you.
You're not so smart.
Your big glory case was a
lie, because he's still out there.
Heller is still out
there doing it.
Jack, it's me, Laurie.
Jack, who's in there with you?
Jack, are you all right?
Jack, open up.
-Dad?
Open up.
Jack, what's going on?
Jack, open the door.
Jack?
R-21 Charles to R-22 Charles.
You got the rear covered?
R-22, roger.
Roger.
-I'm Sgt. Hunter, LAPD.
This is Officer Molenski.
Are you all right?
-Yeah.
-What is your name?
-Laurie.
-Laurie, did Cody do this?
-Yeah.
He was yelling inside the
apartment when I got here.
He had let me in, and then he
slammed me against the wall.
He hit me really hard.
I thought that he
wanted to kill me.
And then he stopped.
Where did he go?
-He asked me if I wanted
a drink of water like nothing
had happened.
And I didn't answer.
I couldn't answer.
And he threw the towel at me
and told me to clean myself up,
that I was a mess.
And then... then he left.
He's very dangerous.
We need to find him.
Do you have any
idea where he'd go?
-Jack's not dangerous.
-Laurie, come with me.
I'll clean you up a little bit.
Come on.
Hi, this is 555-6712.
Leave a message at the
beep, and have a good day.
Listen, I need to see you.
I'm sorry I left.
I'm sorry I did that.
Let me see you please, Laurie.
And I'll fix it.
I'll make it better.
We'll... we'll go to the park.
We'll ride the horses.
Excuse me, Captain.
Sgt. Hunter.
-Yeah, Joe.
-Officer Loren's on
the phone for you.
He said that Cody just
called his girlfriend's house
and left a message.
- Great.
Tell him I want
to hear that tape.
I'll be right there.
Thanks very much.
This guy's not going
back to the clothing ward.
-And the attack
on his girlfriend,
a lab tech doing medical
research, that correlates
with Heller's fifth
victim, the Army nurse.
-She's his lifeline, Charlie.
He may not kill her,
but he's definitely
gonna go after her again.
-You sure you want in on this?
-Damn right I do.
-Laurie!
Laurie!
I'm sorry, Laurie.
I don't want to, but I have to.
Don't hit me!
Don't hit me,
you son of a bitch!
You coward!
Hold that elevator.
Howdy.
-Hi.
-So how's it going?
-Oh, fine.
-Fine, that's it?
-I guess it's what they call,
um, an ongoing process,
I think.
-Oh.
Well, for whatever
it's worth, I think
you did a great
job on this case.
-Thanks for letting me.