Millennium (1996–1999): Season 1, Episode 20 - Broken World - full transcript
Frank arrives in North Dakota to investigate a series of horse murders. Normally the Millennium Group would not get involved in this, but the killings have a ritualized element to them and Frank fears that the killer may soon escalate his activities. He encounters resistance from farmers who react with disgust to his analysis of the killer's sexual motivations, and from local veterinarian Dr. Vaughn who is disgusted with the hypocrisy of farmers who mistreat and slaughter their horses asking for help when someone else kills them. Although Frank hopes to head off the killer before any human lives are lost, the man is already starting to shift his fantasies from horses to women.
SHH. [Horse Nickers]
GOOD GIRL. SHH.
COME ON, GIRL.
JUMPIN' AT YOUR OWN SHADOW.
[Horses Whinnying]
GOOD GIRL.
GOOD GIRL.
- HEY.
- [Nickers]
SHH, SHH. PETER?
IT'S OKAY.
IT'S OKAY. HONEY?
[Horse Whinnying]
[Clattering]
[Breathing Heavily]
QUEENIE.
OH, MY GOD! WHAT HAPPENED?
[Horse Whinnying]
[Dial Tone]
[Growling, Screaming]
[Line Ringing]
- [Man On Phone] HELLO.
- PETER. [Screams]
[Electrical Charge]
[Animals Squawking]
[Siren Wailing]
MR. BLACK?
I'M SHERIFF FALKNER. OH, IT'S
GOOD TO FINALLY MEET YOU.
SORRY TO FLAG YOU DOWN
ON THE ROAD LIKE THIS.
MUST HAVE JUST MISSED
YOU AT YOUR MOTEL.
YOU CAUGHT YOUR FLIGHT
BEFORE GETTING MY FAX?
I READ YOUR FAX. FELT I
SHOULD COME ANYWAY.
OH, MR. BLACK... FRANK.
FRANK, THIS REALLY DOESN'T WARRANT THIS
KIND OF CONCERN FROM YOU AND YOUR GROUP.
- THE WOMAN'S FINE.
- I THINK THE WOMAN
THAT WAS ASSAULTED...
MRS. DUMONT... I THINK
SHE'S LUCKY TO BE ALIVE.
LIKE I TOLD YOU, SHE
STARTLED SOME FREAK.
HE KNOCKED HER
DOWN. HE RAN AWAY.
NOW GRANTED, THERE HAVE BEEN A
FEW OTHER HORSE ATTACKS IN THE AREA.
TWENTY-ONE.
TWENTY-ONE?
FIVE IN THIS COUNTY
COUNTING THIS ONE.
SIXTEEN IN THE SURROUNDING COUNTIES
IN THE LAST TWO AND A HALF YEARS.
I'D LIKE TO HAVE A LOOK
AT THE CRIME SCENE.
MR. BLACK, HE KILLED AN ANIMAL.
THIS TIME.
MY WORK NORMALLY
BEGINS WITH DEAD BODIES.
MULTIPLES OF DEAD BODIES.
I CAME HERE BECAUSE I
THINK WE HAVE A CHANCE
TO STOP THIS KILLING
BEFORE IT STARTS.
WE'RE WITNESSING THE BIRTH
OF A PSYCHO-SEXUAL KILLER.
AS SOON AS I GOT THE CALL, I CAME
RUNNING DOWN. THIS IS WHERE I FOUND SALLY.
SHE HAD A BIG BRUISE ON HER
FOREHEAD WHERE HE HIT HER.
I THOUGHT SHE WAS DEAD.
IT SCARED THE HELL OUT OF
ME UNTIL SHE BLINKED HER EYES.
SHE DOESN'T
REMEMBER WRITING THAT.
BECAUSE SHE DIDN'T WRITE
IT. WHAT DOES SHE REMEMBER?
SHE REMEMBERS SEEING THIS
BASTARD'S BOOTS IN THE NEXT STALL.
- WHAT KIND OF BOOTS?
- GUM BOOTS.
DID YOU CHECK THE BLOOD?
IT'S BEING DONE NOW. WHAT
ELSE DID YOUR WIFE TELL YOU?
UH, SHE, UH, SHE
LET HER HORSE IN.
SHE... SHE PUT IT IN THE STALL.
SHE UNSADDLED IT, AND THEN
SHE HEARD SOMETHING, UH.
THIS IS WHERE SHE FOUND QUEENIE.
THE HORSE WASN'T DEAD YET.
THIS IS WHERE SHE SAW HIM.
- YOU'VE TAKEN SAMPLES HERE?
- WE'RE WAITING FOR RESULTS.
- WHAT KIND OF SAMPLES?
- BLOOD. SEMEN.
WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT
MEAN? WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?
HE KILLED THE HORSE.
IT AROUSED HIM.
OH, MY GOD!
TAKE IT EASY, PETE. WE
DON'T KNOW IF THAT'S TRUE.
THE KILLER STOOD IN HERE. HE
WATCHED SALLY ATTEND TO HER HORSE.
SHE SAW HIM.
YOU HAVE A VERY
BRAVE WIFE, MR. DUMONT.
SHE DIDN'T PANIC.
SHE MADE HERSELF WALK
FROM HERE TO THE PHONE.
FRANK, SO SHE'S ON THE PHONE.
HE... HE'S STANDING THERE. HE
KNOWS SHE'S ALONE, HELPLESS.
HE KNOCKS HER
DOWN AND RUNS AWAY?
I MEAN, IF THIS IS THE GUY YOU
THINK HE IS, WHY DIDN'T HE DO MORE?
MAYBE HE WAS SCARED.
WAS ANYTHING MISSING? STOLEN?
THERE'S A BRIDLE MISSING. UH, IT
WAS PHAETON'S, SALLY'S HORSE.
[Horse Whinnying]
- HE TOOK IT.
- WHY? WHAT WOULD HE WANT
WITH THAT?
HE FANTASIZES USING IT ON HER.
NOW YOU LISTEN TO ME, MISTER.
PEOPLE MAY GET UP FOR THAT KIND OF
THING IN LOS ANGELES OR SAN FRANCISCO...
OR WHEREVER YOU COME
FROM, BUT NOT AROUND HERE.
NOW I DON'T CARE WHO THE HELL
YOU ARE... F.B.I. OR WHATEVER...
I'M TELLING YOU RIGHT NOW
YOU ARE NOT TALKING TO MY WIFE!
WE DON'T NEED TO TALK TO HER.
COME ON, BABY. COME ON.
[Frank] EXCUSE ME. [Whinnying]
- CAN I HELP YOU?
- I DIDN'T MEAN TO STARTLE HIM.
UH, MY NAME IS FRANK BLACK.
I'M CLAUDIA VAUGHN.
I, UH, I SAW YOU BEFORE
WITH THE SHERIFF.
YOU'RE THE VETERINARIAN.
I'D LIKE TO ASK YOU A FEW
QUESTIONS... ABOUT HORSES.
WELL, IT'S A PITY YOU CAN'T TALK
TO THE HORSES THEMSELVES, HUH?
[Horse Nickers] MAYBE YOU CAN
TELL ME ABOUT THE OTHER ATTACKS.
- YOU KNOW ABOUT THEM?
- MM-HMM.
WELL, IT'S NOT BARBED WIRE
OR SOME DAMN COYOTE...
LIKE EVERYBODY AROUND
HERE WANTS TO THINK.
I KNOW. HE ALWAYS ATTACKS MARES.
NO, NOT JUST ATTACKS.
AT LEAST A DOZEN HORSES
HAVE BEEN KILLED THAT I KNOW OF.
HE KILLS HERE... ON THE JUGULAR.
YES.
DO YOU WANT TO
CATCH HIM, MR. BLACK?
- I HOPE SO.
- [Scoffs]
BUT IF SALLY DUMONT HADN'T BEEN ATTACKED,
YOU WOULDN'T BE HERE RIGHT NOW, WOULD YOU?
THE RED DOTS REPRESENT REPORTED
ATTACKS ON HORSES OVER THE PAST 29 MONTHS.
FIVE IN THIS COUNTY ALONE.
WE'VE TRACKED THE ATTACKS
OF THE PAST TWO YEARS.
THE PHOTOS WERE TAKEN FOR
INSURANCE PURPOSES, NOT FOR FORENSICS,
BUT THE M.O. IS
IDENTICAL ON THE KILL.
SHOULDN'T THE A.S.P.C.A.
BE DEALING WITH THIS?
STAY WITH US, BOYS.
NO OFFENSE, MISTER, I MEAN, BUT THIS IS
A HELL OF A FUSS OVER A MISDEMEANOR.
WOULD YOU PREFER TO WAIT
UNTIL HE'S KILLED SOMEONE?
THE MAN WE'RE LOOKING FOR...
IS IN HIS EARLY 20s TO MID-30s.
HIS WORKING THE AREA MAKES
HIM ABLE TO TRAVEL UNNOTICED.
WELL, YOU HAD A
COUPLE THINGS RIGHT.
"HELP" WAS WRITTEN
IN HUMAN BLOOD.
AND THERE WAS A FINGERPRINT. NO MATCHES,
BUT IT DEFINITELY WASN'T SALLY DUMONT'S.
AND THEY FOUND SEMEN...
IN THE STALL NEXT TO
WHERE THE HORSE WAS KILLED.
FOR A FEW BRIEF MOMENTS, HE HAD
SOMETHING HE'S NEVER HAD BEFORE...
NOT A HORSE BUT A
WOMAN IN HIS POWER.
THE POSSIBILITY EXCITED
AND TERRIFIED HIM.
THAT'S WHY HE WROTE THE
WORD "HELP," MEANING "HELP ME."
WE'VE LEARNED FROM PAST EXPERIENCE
THAT AN EVENT LIKE THIS, A CLOSE CALL,
EXPANDS HIS SEXUAL FANTASY.
HIS ONLY SOURCE OF FEELING ALIVE
IS HIS URGE FOR SEXUAL PLEASURE.
HIS PARAPHILIA
HAS NOW DEFINED IT.
IT INTOXICATES
AND TERRIFIES HIM.
HE'S STANDING AT AN ABYSS,
AND HE'S HESITATING.
THERE WILL BE ANOTHER ATTACK SOONER
THAN THEY THINK. HE'S VULNERABLE NOW.
HE'S UNSTABLE AND
IN TREMENDOUS PAIN.
HE HASN'T FELT THE JOYS
YET OF WHAT HE'S DONE.
GOD HELP US WHEN HE DOES.
THERE'S ONLY ONE THING
TO DO. I HAVE TO TALK TO HIM.
REACH HIM ON A PERSONAL LEVEL.
IT'S RISKY.
IT COULD VALIDATE HIM AND GIVE
HIM A SENSE OF EMPOWERMENT.
HE'S EMPOWERING HIMSELF AS WE SPEAK. WE
CAN'T SIT BACK AND WAIT FOR THE ESCALATION.
WE'VE GOTTA MAKE CONTACT WITH
HIM NOW. IT'S THE PRECISE MOMENT.
HE'S TORMENTED.
HE FEELS REVULSION
TOWARD HIMSELF AND HIS ACTS.
BUT THE REVULSION HE'S
NOW FEELING WILL DIMINISH.
THE COOLING-OFF STAGE WILL END.
THE KILLER WILL BE
THINKING, RATIONALIZING.
HE'LL BE LEARNING TO
ACCEPT HIMSELF AND HIS NEED.
HIS ANGER AND RESENTMENT
WILL BE BUILDING UP AGAIN...
UNTIL HE HAS NO CHOICE
BUT TO ACT OUT HIS FANTASY.
BUT, BY THEN, HE WILL BE
MUCH HARDER TO CATCH,
BECAUSE HE WILL HAVE HAD TIME
TO REFINE NOT JUST HOW HE KILLS...
BUT ALSO HOW HE
ESCAPES DETECTION.
♪ HEAD 'EM OFF AT
THE PASS WHOO ♪
♪ MY HORSE IS A HARLEY ♪
♪ MY GUN'S A GUITAR ♪
♪ I'M JUST A SPACE-AGE COWBOY ♪
♪ WITH A STONE-AGE HEART ♪
DID YOU READ ABOUT THAT
HORSE FREAK? ♪♪ [Continues]
SAYS HERE THE GUY'S
FEELING DISGUST AND REMORSE.
EVEN GOT AN 800 NUMBER FOR HIM.
[Man #2] YEAH, 1-800-PONYRIDE.
[Men Laughing]
[Man #1] MAN SAYS HE KNOWS
WHAT HE'S GOING THROUGH.
[Man #2] I KNOW WHAT HE'S GOING
THROUGH... SHEEP, COWS, HORSES.
[Men Laughing]
[Man #1] SOUNDS LIKE THIS GUY'S GOT
A LOT OF YOUR QUALITIES, LITTLE FATS.
HEY, SOME DAYS YOU'RE JUST
LONELY. THAT'S HIS PROBLEM.
[Laughs]
[Coin Clatters]
HEY, WILLI, WHAT DO YOU
RECKON THIS GUY'S PROBLEM IS?
[Line Ringing] WELL,
HE'S A PERV, AIN'T HE?
I GUESS YOU'D KNOW, WILLI.
[Woman On Phone] WILLISTON
SHERIFF'S OFFICE. HELLO?
HELLO? [Coin Clatters]
♪ JUST A SPACE-AGE COWBOY ♪
[Pigs Squealing]
[Squealing Continues]
- [Pig Squealing]
- [Laughter]
[Pig Whimpers]
HEY! WHAT THE
HELL ARE YOU DOING?
- [Electric Charge]
- [Man Groans]
[Pigs Continue Squealing]
[Chattering]
THE DRIVER OF THE HOG
HAULER'S BEATEN TO DEATH.
A COUPLE OF COWBOYS DRAGGED
HIM OFF INTO THE WOODS OVER THERE,
KICKED THE LIFE OUT OF HIM,
AND THEN TOOK A KNIFE TO HIM.
HELL, THAT'S NOTHING NEW...
FRIDAY NIGHT AT LITTLE FATS.
THREE OR FOUR TIMES A YEAR, THIS
PARKING LOT TURNS INTO A KILLING FIELD.
THEY'RE NOT SATISFIED
WITH JUST KILLING THE DRIVER.
THEY ATTACK THE HOGS TOO.
YOU SAY THEY USED A KNIFE?
YEAH, THEY CUT A BIT
OF FLESH OUT OF HIM.
THAT'S THE ONLY THING
THAT DOESN'T FIGURE.
THEY GOT A KNIFE, BUT THEY
BEAT THE POOR BASTARD TO DEATH?
THESE TRACKS MOVE BACK
AND FORWARD BETWEEN HERE...
THE TRUCK AND THE WOODS
WHERE THE DRIVER WAS DRAGGED.
WE GOT THREE SETS... A PAIR OF WORK BOOTS
THAT MATCH THE ONES THE DRIVER WAS WEARING,
PAIR OF COWBOY BOOTS AND A PAIR
OF SOMETHING WITH A FLATTER SOLE.
THE TREAD ALL WORN DOWN. SALLY
DUMONT SAID HER ATTACKER WORE BOOTS.
GUM BOOTS. [Falkner]
YOU THINK THIS IS HIM?
WELL, THE TRACKS SAY
WE GOT TWO KILLERS HERE.
HE COULD HAVE INCAPACITATED THE DRIVER
AND GONE BACK TO HIS TRUCK TO CHANGE.
NO. WITH NO DISRESPECT
HERE, GENTLEMEN,
IT WAS A MAN THAT WAS
KILLED, NOT A WOMAN.
THESE ARE HOGS, NOT HORSES.
I THINK IT'S THE SAME MAN.
HE DIDN'T PLAN THIS ATTACK.
HE KILLED THE DRIVER OUT OF
RAGE, NOT SEXUAL GRATIFICATION.
HE'S FINALLY GONE OVER THE EDGE.
HE HAD A HELPLESS HUMAN LYING THERE.
HE DIDN'T CUT HIS THROAT.
HE KICKED HIM TO DEATH. WHY?
THE DRIVER WASN'T A WOMAN.
HE WAS THE WRONG GENDER.
AND SOMETHING ELSE
IS MISSING... NO HORSES.
IT'S PART OF THE RITUAL. HE
JUST DIDN'T KNOW IT UNTIL NOW.
HE'S LEARNED HOW TO KILL.
HE'S STILL WORKING ON
HOW TO ENJOY HIS KILL.
HE'S GONNA KEEP ON TRYING.
[Chattering]
BUT THIS GUY, HE'S SOME KIND
OF FREAK FROM THE HIGHWAY.
HE AIN'T A REGULAR. WHAT
AM I SUPPOSED TO DO, HUH?
[Peter] YOU GET A LOT OF PEOPLE ON
THE HIGHWAY? [Little Fats] SURE WE DO.
TRUCKERS, HUNTERS,
TOURISTS. [Continues, Indistinct]
ONE DRINK, THEY'RE GONE.
NEVER SEE THEM AGAIN.
- I APPRECIATE YOUR TIME.
- NOT A PROBLEM.
THE BAR IS USED BY BOTH LOCALS
AND LONG HAULERS ON THE HIGHWAY.
HE WAS HERE. I THINK HE WAS
ABOUT TO CALL OR HE DID CALL.
I'LL HAVE THE PHONES CHECKED
FOR PRINTS AND CALLS MADE.
[Frank] EXCUSE ME. MM-HMM.
CAN I BUY YOU A CUP OF COFFEE?
THANKS.
I READ THAT INTERVIEW YOU DID.
SOUNDS LIKE YOU
FELT SORRY FOR HIM.
I FEEL SORRY FOR SALLY DUMONT
AND THE MAN WHO DIED HERE TONIGHT.
I'M JUST WORKING TO
FIND OUT WHY HE DOES IT.
WHY HE KILLS HORSES.
NORMALLY I WOULD SAY THAT
THEY WERE USED AS A PROXY...
FOR SOMEONE HE HATES...
A MOTHER, A FATHER, AN
ABUSIVE, CONTROLLING FIGURE.
NORMALLY, HUH? [Snickers]
I JUST DON'T THINK THAT
THAT'S THE CASE HERE.
I THINK THE HORSES ARE
AN END TO THEMSELVES.
WHY DO YOU THINK HE DOES IT?
WELL, FOR A LOT OF GIRLS,
THEIR FIRST LOVE WAS A HORSE.
YOU'RE SAYING HE'S JEALOUS?
THAT THE HORSES CUT
HIM OFF FROM WOMEN?
FROM SEXUAL INTIMACY?
WERE ANY OF THE
DEAD HORSES DRUGGED?
NO. WHY?
THEY JUST STAND THERE
AND LET HIM DO THIS TO THEM.
THEY COULD REALLY DAMAGE HIM.
THEY COULD KILL HIM WITH A SINGLE KICK.
BUT THEY JUST STAND THERE.
IT'S BECAUSE THEY'RE
REARED TO TRUST IN MAN.
I'VE SEEN HORSES TRAPPED IN THE
KILLING BOX AT THE SLAUGHTERHOUSE.
THEY CAN SMELL THE
BLOOD AND THE DEATH OF
THE ANIMAL THAT WAS IN
THAT BOX BEFORE THEM.
BUT DESPITE THAT,
THEY TRUST IN MAN.
THEIR EXECUTIONER IS STANDING
ABOVE THEM WITH A BOLT GUN,
AND THEY LOOK TO HIM FOR HELP,
AND HE FIRES A STEEL BOLT
STRAIGHT INTO THEIR HEADS.
I KNOW WHY THEY
STAND STILL FOR HIM.
[Police Radio Chatter] THAT SLICE
OF FLESH HE CUT FROM THE DRIVER,
WHAT WAS IT LIKE? DOC
SAID IT WAS A DEEP CUT.
REAL PRECISE. HE'S
USING A STUN GUN.
THAT'S HOW HE INCAPACITATES
THE HORSES HE'S GONNA KILL.
IT'S HOW HE KNOCKED
OUT SALLY AND THE DRIVER.
THAT'S WHY HE CUT THE SLICE OUT.
HE KNEW THE STUN WOULD LEAVE SUBCUTANEOUS
BRUISING. HE'S COVERING HIS TRACKS.
HE KNOWS WHERE THE JUGULAR
VEIN IS. HE KNOWS HOW TO CUT IT.
HE WORKS IN A SLAUGHTERHOUSE.
THAT'S WHERE WE'LL FIND HIM.
[Horse Whinnying]
YEAH, GOOD GIRL. HUH?
GOOD GIRL.
OKAY.
HAD A GOOD RUN, HUH? HUH?
THERE YOU GO.
COME ON. [Clicks Tongue]
[Clatter] [Gasps, Sighs]
YOU SCARED ME.
I'M SORRY. I WAS JUST
DROPPING OFF SOME STUFF.
MR. BURKE AROUND?
I HAVEN'T SEEN HIM.
THERE YOU ARE.
[Horse Nickers] I WAS
WATCHING YOU RIDE.
YOU LOOKED HAPPY.
I'M ALWAYS HAPPY
WHEN I'M RIDING MY GIRL.
AREN'T I, GIRL? YEAH. [Kisses]
YOU KISSED IT. YOU
KISSED THE HORSE.
SHE'S A GREAT HORSE, ISN'T SHE?
HOW YOU DOING, WILLI?
I'M HOLDIN' ON.
- I GOTTA GO.
- YOU TAKE CARE.
[Horse Whinnying]
[Horse Whinnying]
[Woman] BET YOU'RE
HUNGRY, AREN'T YOU?
[Inhales]
A MAN CAN'T FIGHT WHAT HE IS.
THREE, FOUR, FIVE
SLAUGHTERHOUSES IN THE STATE,
NOT COUNTING THE
UNLICENSED BACKYARD PLACES.
WE'RE CHECKING THEM OUT NOW. I
CALLED IN HELP FROM MINOT AND DICKINSON.
JACK. YEAH?
WE DID A CHECK ON THE BAR PHONE.
THERE WAS A CALL FROM THE BAR TO THE
800 NUMBER WE PUT OUT. CALLER HUNG UP.
THERE'S SOMETHING ELSE.
WE GOT 16 OTHER CALLS.
FIFTEEN OF THEM
LOONIES, AND THIS ONE.
[Woman] WILLISTON COUNTY
HOTLINE. SHERIFF'S DEPARTMENT.
[Willi's Voice] I WANNA
TALK TO FRANK BLACK.
MR. BLACK'S NOT IN RIGHT NOW.
WOULD YOU LIKE TO LEAVE A MESSAGE?
[Willi] YOU TELL ME TO CALL,
AND THERE'S NO ONE HOME?
IS THAT MY FAULT?
IF YOU'RE AS SMART AS YOU SAY
YOU ARE, IF YOU KNOW MY MIND,
THEN TELL ME, FRANK, WHERE TO?
WHAT NEXT?
[Dial Tone]
HE DID IT. HE KILLED AGAIN.
[Breathing Heavily]
[Willi Grunting]
[Police Radio Chatter]
[Birds Chirping]
[Chickens Clucking]
[Falkner] HER NAME
IS MARY ANN WRIGHT.
SHE HAD AN ARRANGEMENT WITH A
FARMER TO KEEP HER HORSE HERE.
HE CALLED IT IN AN HOUR AGO.
[Screaming]
WE FOUND THIS ON HER BODY.
WE'LL GET IT TESTED.
FRANK.
HOW WAS THIS HORSE KILLED?
JUST LIKE THE
OTHERS... BLED TO DEATH.
NO MUTILATION. HE
HAD HER FOR THAT.
BEFORE HE KILLED HER, BEFORE
HE BLED HER, HE STRUNG HER UP.
HE WANTED IT TO BE
LIKE A SLAUGHTERHOUSE.
HE DID TO THIS WOMAN
WHAT HE DOES AT WORK.
[Falkner] THEN THERE'S THIS.
[Footsteps Sloshing]
[Falkner] THERE'S SPLASHES
OF BLOOD ALL AROUND HERE.
WE FOUND PIECES OF MARY
ANN'S CLOTHING THROWN ABOUT.
HE GOT IT RIGHT THIS
TIME. HE WAS CELEBRATING.
[Screaming]
MR. BLACK? CALL FOR YOU.
I'LL PATCH IT THROUGH
FROM THE OFFICE.
[Phone Beeps] HELLO?
[Willi] DO YOU KNOW
HOW GOOD I FEEL?
WHO IS THIS?
[Breathing Heavily]
WHAT NEXT, FRANK?
TELL ME, DOES IT GET
ANY BETTER THAN THIS?
I KNOW YOU FEEL
ROTTEN RIGHT NOW.
YOU WISH YOU COULD WAKE UP
AND FIND THIS NEVER HAPPENED.
WHATEVER HUMANITY KEPT
YOU FROM DOING THIS BEFORE,
WHATEVER GOOD, YOU
BETTER LISTEN TO IT NOW.
ALL GONE, FRANK. ALL GONE.
YOU WOULDN'T BE
CALLING ME IF IT WERE.
YOU GOT THE POWER TO STOP THIS.
I KNOW I'VE GOT THE POWER!
IT FELT GOOD WHAT I DID!
- WE GET ANYTHING?
- FIRST THREE DIGITS.
DAMN IT.
HOW DO YOU LIVE LIKE THIS?
YOU HAVE A WIFE, DON'T YOU?
OR DO YOU JUST WEAR THAT RING
TO MAKE YOURSELF SEEM NORMAL?
I HAVE A FAMILY.
WELL, HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN TO THEM
WHAT YOU DO AND WHAT YOU SEE?
I DON'T.
WHERE ARE THEY HEADED?
[Claudia] SLAUGHTERHOUSE.
- FOALS?
- [Claudia] YEAH, THEY'RE
FROM THE P.M.U. FARMS.
WE'RE THE ONLY STATE
THAT STILL HAS THEM.
- P.M.U.?
- PREGNANT MARES URINE.
IT'S RICH IN ESTROGEN,
WHICH IS THE MAIN ELEMENT IN
HORMONE REPLACEMENT THERAPY.
IT'S ALSO THE MOST PRESCRIBED
PHARMACEUTICAL IN THE UNITED STATES.
IN NORTH AMERICA, UP TO 80,000
MARES ARE KEPT PREGNANT...
AND THEIR URINE COLLECTED SO THAT
WOMEN CAN STAY HEALTHIER LONGER.
BUT EACH TIME A MARE GETS
PREGNANT, SHE HAS A FOAL.
THE QUICKEST WAY TO MAKE MONEY
OFF OF 80,000 FOALS IS TO KILL THEM...
AND SELL THE MEAT
TO JAPAN AND EUROPE.
THE HORSES THAT WERE ATTACKED...
THEY WERE USUALLY MARES.
HOW MANY OF THESE
FARMS ARE IN THIS STATE?
AS FAR AS ANYBODY CAN TELL, WE'VE GOT ABOUT
15 FARMS IN THE WEST END OF THE STATE.
MANY OF THEM HAVE SHUT DOWN.
THERE WERE FOUR IN OUR AREA.
HAVERLY, JULY '94.
REDNER, OCTOBER '95.
BORGSEN, DECEMBER '94
AND SANDBERG, JANUARY '95.
FORENSICS, ON THE APRON, SHOWED
HUMAN SWEAT AND HORSE URINE.
- THE URINE WAS RICH IN ESTROGEN.
- THE GUY COULD'VE WORKED
ON ANY ONE OF THESE FARMS.
I THINK HE LIVED ON
ONE OF THESE FARMS.
PART OF THE RITUAL IS WEARING
CLOTHES THAT BRING HIM BACK TO THAT TIME.
IF HE GREW UP ON A
P.M.U. FARM, HIS EARLIEST
MEMORIES WOULD'VE BEEN
OF HORSES HELD CAPTIVE,
FOALS SLAUGHTERED.
HE LEARNED THAT'S HOW FOOD WAS
PUT ON HIS TABLE, CLOTHES ON HIS BACK.
FARM CLOSES, HE
LOSES HIS LIVELIHOOD.
HE LOSES THE MEANS
TO GRATIFY HIS IMPULSES.
FRANK, A LOT OF PEOPLE
WORK ON THESE FARMS.
THEY'RE DECENT, ORDINARY PEOPLE.
I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT
DECENT, ORDINARY PEOPLE.
I'M TALKING ABOUT ONE
MAN WITH A TWISTED MIND.
FIRST HORSE ATTACK
WAS IN FEBRUARY '95.
WHICH ONE CLOSED NEAREST THAT?
BORGSEN, DECEMBER '94.
SANDBERG WOULD HAVE
BEEN THE NEAREST...
JANUARY '95, ONE MONTH
BEFORE THE FIRST ATTACK.
THE PHONE CALL TO YOU,
FRANK, CAME FROM PREFIX 774.
THAT'S THIS AREA.
BORGSEN.
[Police Radio Chatter]
[Officer] CLEAR!
FRANK.
[Horse Whinnying]
PREGNANT. LOOKS LIKE SHE
COULD DROP A FOAL ANY DAY NOW.
CAREFUL.
GET CLAUDIA VAUGHN OVER HERE.
WHAT WAS THE NAME OF
SALLY DUMONT'S HORSE?
PHAETON.
HERE'S THE BRIDLE. HE'S JUST
STARTED COLLECTING TROPHIES.
[Phone Ringing]
YES?
IT'S FOR YOU, FRANK.
HELLO.
LOOKS LIKE I'M GOING TO BE
NEEDING A NEW MARE, DON'T IT, FRANK?
- WHAT DO YOU WANT?
- WELL, I WENT THROUGH
ALL THAT TROUBLE,
AND IT WASN'T GOOD ENOUGH.
I MEAN, DON'T GET ME WRONG.
SHE WAS BETTER THAN THE HORSES.
BUT IT WASN'T ENOUGH.
WHERE TO NOW? WHAT'S NEXT?
WHAT'S NEXT IS IT'S
GONNA GET WORSE.
I-I DIDN'T SAY IT WAS BAD.
IT WAS DAMN GOOD. IT
JUST WASN'T ENOUGH.
MAYBE I NEED TO SEE A DOCTOR.
- CLAUDIA VAUGHN.
- HER LINE'S BUSY. WE'LL KEEP TRYING.
[Gasps]
[Man] LET'S GO! LET'S GO!
[Guns Cocked]
[Man] CLEAR!
[Man] CLEAR!
NOTHING.
FRANK?
"A HORSE MISUSED UPON THE ROAD
CALLS TO HEAVEN FOR HUMAN BLOOD."
BLAKE'S "AUGURIES OF INNOCENCE."
THAT'S WHERE HE'S TAKEN
HER... HIS HEAVEN, HER HELL.
ANY RESULTS ON THE SLAUGHTERHOUSES?
NO, WE'RE STILL CHECKING.
WHERE DO THEY SLAUGHTER HORSES?
[Clattering]
[Pulley Squeaking]
[Police Radio Chatter]
[Guns Cocked]
[Door Closes]
[Steam Hissing]
[Machine Whirring]
IT'S FROM IN THERE.
[Mouthing Words]
[Whinnying]
- [Groans]
- [Yells]
[Clattering, Machine Stops]
[Groaning]
[Metal Clanging]
HEY. [Sighs]
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
[Peter] FRANK!
CALL AN AMBULANCE. FRANK!
THIS IS DEPUTY MAXWELL TO BASE. WE
GOT A MAN DOWN IN THE SLAUGHTERHOUSE.
REQUEST AMBULANCE.
COME ON.
[Metal Clanging]
[Horse Whinnying]
[Screaming]
[Electrical Charge]
EVER SEE A BOLT GUN WORK, FRANK?
THAT'LL MAKE YOUR
EYES WATER, WON'T IT?
YOU'RE WRONG ABOUT ME, FRANK.
YOU THINK I'M A LONER, A LOSER.
I'M NOT. I'VE GOT FRIENDS.
ASK ANYBODY AROUND HERE. I'M A
GREAT GUY. THEY'LL ALL TELL YOU.
WHAT'S ONE MORE HORSE? WHAT'S ONE
MORE HUMAN BEING ON THE FACE OF THE EARTH?
IT'S ALL JUST MEAT!
- [Bolt Gun Discharges]
- [Horses Whinny]
SOME MEAT'S USEFUL.
SOME MEAT AIN'T.
ONCE YOU FIGURE THAT OUT, THAT'S
WHEN YOU LEAVE YOUR MARK ON THIS WORLD.
[Whinnying]
[Frank] YOU'RE NOT GONNA
MAKE ANY MARKS ON
THIS EARTH. YOU DON'T
EVEN RATE A FOOTNOTE.
YOU'RE GONNA BE A JOKE FOR
A COUPLE WEEKS AT LITTLE FATS.
- [Electrical Charge]
- [Whinnying]
WELL, YOU AIN'T GONNA KNOW 'CAUSE
YOU'RE GONNA BE HANGING FROM A HOOK.
[Whinnying]
[Nickers]
YOU LEAVIN'?
- ANOTHER MONSTER
I SUPPOSE, HUH?
- MMM.
- YOU RIDE?
- YEAH.
I THOUGHT SO.
COME ON. [Clicks Tongue]
[Engine Starts]
[Child] I MADE THIS!
GOOD GIRL. SHH.
COME ON, GIRL.
JUMPIN' AT YOUR OWN SHADOW.
[Horses Whinnying]
GOOD GIRL.
GOOD GIRL.
- HEY.
- [Nickers]
SHH, SHH. PETER?
IT'S OKAY.
IT'S OKAY. HONEY?
[Horse Whinnying]
[Clattering]
[Breathing Heavily]
QUEENIE.
OH, MY GOD! WHAT HAPPENED?
[Horse Whinnying]
[Dial Tone]
[Growling, Screaming]
[Line Ringing]
- [Man On Phone] HELLO.
- PETER. [Screams]
[Electrical Charge]
[Animals Squawking]
[Siren Wailing]
MR. BLACK?
I'M SHERIFF FALKNER. OH, IT'S
GOOD TO FINALLY MEET YOU.
SORRY TO FLAG YOU DOWN
ON THE ROAD LIKE THIS.
MUST HAVE JUST MISSED
YOU AT YOUR MOTEL.
YOU CAUGHT YOUR FLIGHT
BEFORE GETTING MY FAX?
I READ YOUR FAX. FELT I
SHOULD COME ANYWAY.
OH, MR. BLACK... FRANK.
FRANK, THIS REALLY DOESN'T WARRANT THIS
KIND OF CONCERN FROM YOU AND YOUR GROUP.
- THE WOMAN'S FINE.
- I THINK THE WOMAN
THAT WAS ASSAULTED...
MRS. DUMONT... I THINK
SHE'S LUCKY TO BE ALIVE.
LIKE I TOLD YOU, SHE
STARTLED SOME FREAK.
HE KNOCKED HER
DOWN. HE RAN AWAY.
NOW GRANTED, THERE HAVE BEEN A
FEW OTHER HORSE ATTACKS IN THE AREA.
TWENTY-ONE.
TWENTY-ONE?
FIVE IN THIS COUNTY
COUNTING THIS ONE.
SIXTEEN IN THE SURROUNDING COUNTIES
IN THE LAST TWO AND A HALF YEARS.
I'D LIKE TO HAVE A LOOK
AT THE CRIME SCENE.
MR. BLACK, HE KILLED AN ANIMAL.
THIS TIME.
MY WORK NORMALLY
BEGINS WITH DEAD BODIES.
MULTIPLES OF DEAD BODIES.
I CAME HERE BECAUSE I
THINK WE HAVE A CHANCE
TO STOP THIS KILLING
BEFORE IT STARTS.
WE'RE WITNESSING THE BIRTH
OF A PSYCHO-SEXUAL KILLER.
AS SOON AS I GOT THE CALL, I CAME
RUNNING DOWN. THIS IS WHERE I FOUND SALLY.
SHE HAD A BIG BRUISE ON HER
FOREHEAD WHERE HE HIT HER.
I THOUGHT SHE WAS DEAD.
IT SCARED THE HELL OUT OF
ME UNTIL SHE BLINKED HER EYES.
SHE DOESN'T
REMEMBER WRITING THAT.
BECAUSE SHE DIDN'T WRITE
IT. WHAT DOES SHE REMEMBER?
SHE REMEMBERS SEEING THIS
BASTARD'S BOOTS IN THE NEXT STALL.
- WHAT KIND OF BOOTS?
- GUM BOOTS.
DID YOU CHECK THE BLOOD?
IT'S BEING DONE NOW. WHAT
ELSE DID YOUR WIFE TELL YOU?
UH, SHE, UH, SHE
LET HER HORSE IN.
SHE... SHE PUT IT IN THE STALL.
SHE UNSADDLED IT, AND THEN
SHE HEARD SOMETHING, UH.
THIS IS WHERE SHE FOUND QUEENIE.
THE HORSE WASN'T DEAD YET.
THIS IS WHERE SHE SAW HIM.
- YOU'VE TAKEN SAMPLES HERE?
- WE'RE WAITING FOR RESULTS.
- WHAT KIND OF SAMPLES?
- BLOOD. SEMEN.
WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT
MEAN? WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?
HE KILLED THE HORSE.
IT AROUSED HIM.
OH, MY GOD!
TAKE IT EASY, PETE. WE
DON'T KNOW IF THAT'S TRUE.
THE KILLER STOOD IN HERE. HE
WATCHED SALLY ATTEND TO HER HORSE.
SHE SAW HIM.
YOU HAVE A VERY
BRAVE WIFE, MR. DUMONT.
SHE DIDN'T PANIC.
SHE MADE HERSELF WALK
FROM HERE TO THE PHONE.
FRANK, SO SHE'S ON THE PHONE.
HE... HE'S STANDING THERE. HE
KNOWS SHE'S ALONE, HELPLESS.
HE KNOCKS HER
DOWN AND RUNS AWAY?
I MEAN, IF THIS IS THE GUY YOU
THINK HE IS, WHY DIDN'T HE DO MORE?
MAYBE HE WAS SCARED.
WAS ANYTHING MISSING? STOLEN?
THERE'S A BRIDLE MISSING. UH, IT
WAS PHAETON'S, SALLY'S HORSE.
[Horse Whinnying]
- HE TOOK IT.
- WHY? WHAT WOULD HE WANT
WITH THAT?
HE FANTASIZES USING IT ON HER.
NOW YOU LISTEN TO ME, MISTER.
PEOPLE MAY GET UP FOR THAT KIND OF
THING IN LOS ANGELES OR SAN FRANCISCO...
OR WHEREVER YOU COME
FROM, BUT NOT AROUND HERE.
NOW I DON'T CARE WHO THE HELL
YOU ARE... F.B.I. OR WHATEVER...
I'M TELLING YOU RIGHT NOW
YOU ARE NOT TALKING TO MY WIFE!
WE DON'T NEED TO TALK TO HER.
COME ON, BABY. COME ON.
[Frank] EXCUSE ME. [Whinnying]
- CAN I HELP YOU?
- I DIDN'T MEAN TO STARTLE HIM.
UH, MY NAME IS FRANK BLACK.
I'M CLAUDIA VAUGHN.
I, UH, I SAW YOU BEFORE
WITH THE SHERIFF.
YOU'RE THE VETERINARIAN.
I'D LIKE TO ASK YOU A FEW
QUESTIONS... ABOUT HORSES.
WELL, IT'S A PITY YOU CAN'T TALK
TO THE HORSES THEMSELVES, HUH?
[Horse Nickers] MAYBE YOU CAN
TELL ME ABOUT THE OTHER ATTACKS.
- YOU KNOW ABOUT THEM?
- MM-HMM.
WELL, IT'S NOT BARBED WIRE
OR SOME DAMN COYOTE...
LIKE EVERYBODY AROUND
HERE WANTS TO THINK.
I KNOW. HE ALWAYS ATTACKS MARES.
NO, NOT JUST ATTACKS.
AT LEAST A DOZEN HORSES
HAVE BEEN KILLED THAT I KNOW OF.
HE KILLS HERE... ON THE JUGULAR.
YES.
DO YOU WANT TO
CATCH HIM, MR. BLACK?
- I HOPE SO.
- [Scoffs]
BUT IF SALLY DUMONT HADN'T BEEN ATTACKED,
YOU WOULDN'T BE HERE RIGHT NOW, WOULD YOU?
THE RED DOTS REPRESENT REPORTED
ATTACKS ON HORSES OVER THE PAST 29 MONTHS.
FIVE IN THIS COUNTY ALONE.
WE'VE TRACKED THE ATTACKS
OF THE PAST TWO YEARS.
THE PHOTOS WERE TAKEN FOR
INSURANCE PURPOSES, NOT FOR FORENSICS,
BUT THE M.O. IS
IDENTICAL ON THE KILL.
SHOULDN'T THE A.S.P.C.A.
BE DEALING WITH THIS?
STAY WITH US, BOYS.
NO OFFENSE, MISTER, I MEAN, BUT THIS IS
A HELL OF A FUSS OVER A MISDEMEANOR.
WOULD YOU PREFER TO WAIT
UNTIL HE'S KILLED SOMEONE?
THE MAN WE'RE LOOKING FOR...
IS IN HIS EARLY 20s TO MID-30s.
HIS WORKING THE AREA MAKES
HIM ABLE TO TRAVEL UNNOTICED.
WELL, YOU HAD A
COUPLE THINGS RIGHT.
"HELP" WAS WRITTEN
IN HUMAN BLOOD.
AND THERE WAS A FINGERPRINT. NO MATCHES,
BUT IT DEFINITELY WASN'T SALLY DUMONT'S.
AND THEY FOUND SEMEN...
IN THE STALL NEXT TO
WHERE THE HORSE WAS KILLED.
FOR A FEW BRIEF MOMENTS, HE HAD
SOMETHING HE'S NEVER HAD BEFORE...
NOT A HORSE BUT A
WOMAN IN HIS POWER.
THE POSSIBILITY EXCITED
AND TERRIFIED HIM.
THAT'S WHY HE WROTE THE
WORD "HELP," MEANING "HELP ME."
WE'VE LEARNED FROM PAST EXPERIENCE
THAT AN EVENT LIKE THIS, A CLOSE CALL,
EXPANDS HIS SEXUAL FANTASY.
HIS ONLY SOURCE OF FEELING ALIVE
IS HIS URGE FOR SEXUAL PLEASURE.
HIS PARAPHILIA
HAS NOW DEFINED IT.
IT INTOXICATES
AND TERRIFIES HIM.
HE'S STANDING AT AN ABYSS,
AND HE'S HESITATING.
THERE WILL BE ANOTHER ATTACK SOONER
THAN THEY THINK. HE'S VULNERABLE NOW.
HE'S UNSTABLE AND
IN TREMENDOUS PAIN.
HE HASN'T FELT THE JOYS
YET OF WHAT HE'S DONE.
GOD HELP US WHEN HE DOES.
THERE'S ONLY ONE THING
TO DO. I HAVE TO TALK TO HIM.
REACH HIM ON A PERSONAL LEVEL.
IT'S RISKY.
IT COULD VALIDATE HIM AND GIVE
HIM A SENSE OF EMPOWERMENT.
HE'S EMPOWERING HIMSELF AS WE SPEAK. WE
CAN'T SIT BACK AND WAIT FOR THE ESCALATION.
WE'VE GOTTA MAKE CONTACT WITH
HIM NOW. IT'S THE PRECISE MOMENT.
HE'S TORMENTED.
HE FEELS REVULSION
TOWARD HIMSELF AND HIS ACTS.
BUT THE REVULSION HE'S
NOW FEELING WILL DIMINISH.
THE COOLING-OFF STAGE WILL END.
THE KILLER WILL BE
THINKING, RATIONALIZING.
HE'LL BE LEARNING TO
ACCEPT HIMSELF AND HIS NEED.
HIS ANGER AND RESENTMENT
WILL BE BUILDING UP AGAIN...
UNTIL HE HAS NO CHOICE
BUT TO ACT OUT HIS FANTASY.
BUT, BY THEN, HE WILL BE
MUCH HARDER TO CATCH,
BECAUSE HE WILL HAVE HAD TIME
TO REFINE NOT JUST HOW HE KILLS...
BUT ALSO HOW HE
ESCAPES DETECTION.
♪ HEAD 'EM OFF AT
THE PASS WHOO ♪
♪ MY HORSE IS A HARLEY ♪
♪ MY GUN'S A GUITAR ♪
♪ I'M JUST A SPACE-AGE COWBOY ♪
♪ WITH A STONE-AGE HEART ♪
DID YOU READ ABOUT THAT
HORSE FREAK? ♪♪ [Continues]
SAYS HERE THE GUY'S
FEELING DISGUST AND REMORSE.
EVEN GOT AN 800 NUMBER FOR HIM.
[Man #2] YEAH, 1-800-PONYRIDE.
[Men Laughing]
[Man #1] MAN SAYS HE KNOWS
WHAT HE'S GOING THROUGH.
[Man #2] I KNOW WHAT HE'S GOING
THROUGH... SHEEP, COWS, HORSES.
[Men Laughing]
[Man #1] SOUNDS LIKE THIS GUY'S GOT
A LOT OF YOUR QUALITIES, LITTLE FATS.
HEY, SOME DAYS YOU'RE JUST
LONELY. THAT'S HIS PROBLEM.
[Laughs]
[Coin Clatters]
HEY, WILLI, WHAT DO YOU
RECKON THIS GUY'S PROBLEM IS?
[Line Ringing] WELL,
HE'S A PERV, AIN'T HE?
I GUESS YOU'D KNOW, WILLI.
[Woman On Phone] WILLISTON
SHERIFF'S OFFICE. HELLO?
HELLO? [Coin Clatters]
♪ JUST A SPACE-AGE COWBOY ♪
[Pigs Squealing]
[Squealing Continues]
- [Pig Squealing]
- [Laughter]
[Pig Whimpers]
HEY! WHAT THE
HELL ARE YOU DOING?
- [Electric Charge]
- [Man Groans]
[Pigs Continue Squealing]
[Chattering]
THE DRIVER OF THE HOG
HAULER'S BEATEN TO DEATH.
A COUPLE OF COWBOYS DRAGGED
HIM OFF INTO THE WOODS OVER THERE,
KICKED THE LIFE OUT OF HIM,
AND THEN TOOK A KNIFE TO HIM.
HELL, THAT'S NOTHING NEW...
FRIDAY NIGHT AT LITTLE FATS.
THREE OR FOUR TIMES A YEAR, THIS
PARKING LOT TURNS INTO A KILLING FIELD.
THEY'RE NOT SATISFIED
WITH JUST KILLING THE DRIVER.
THEY ATTACK THE HOGS TOO.
YOU SAY THEY USED A KNIFE?
YEAH, THEY CUT A BIT
OF FLESH OUT OF HIM.
THAT'S THE ONLY THING
THAT DOESN'T FIGURE.
THEY GOT A KNIFE, BUT THEY
BEAT THE POOR BASTARD TO DEATH?
THESE TRACKS MOVE BACK
AND FORWARD BETWEEN HERE...
THE TRUCK AND THE WOODS
WHERE THE DRIVER WAS DRAGGED.
WE GOT THREE SETS... A PAIR OF WORK BOOTS
THAT MATCH THE ONES THE DRIVER WAS WEARING,
PAIR OF COWBOY BOOTS AND A PAIR
OF SOMETHING WITH A FLATTER SOLE.
THE TREAD ALL WORN DOWN. SALLY
DUMONT SAID HER ATTACKER WORE BOOTS.
GUM BOOTS. [Falkner]
YOU THINK THIS IS HIM?
WELL, THE TRACKS SAY
WE GOT TWO KILLERS HERE.
HE COULD HAVE INCAPACITATED THE DRIVER
AND GONE BACK TO HIS TRUCK TO CHANGE.
NO. WITH NO DISRESPECT
HERE, GENTLEMEN,
IT WAS A MAN THAT WAS
KILLED, NOT A WOMAN.
THESE ARE HOGS, NOT HORSES.
I THINK IT'S THE SAME MAN.
HE DIDN'T PLAN THIS ATTACK.
HE KILLED THE DRIVER OUT OF
RAGE, NOT SEXUAL GRATIFICATION.
HE'S FINALLY GONE OVER THE EDGE.
HE HAD A HELPLESS HUMAN LYING THERE.
HE DIDN'T CUT HIS THROAT.
HE KICKED HIM TO DEATH. WHY?
THE DRIVER WASN'T A WOMAN.
HE WAS THE WRONG GENDER.
AND SOMETHING ELSE
IS MISSING... NO HORSES.
IT'S PART OF THE RITUAL. HE
JUST DIDN'T KNOW IT UNTIL NOW.
HE'S LEARNED HOW TO KILL.
HE'S STILL WORKING ON
HOW TO ENJOY HIS KILL.
HE'S GONNA KEEP ON TRYING.
[Chattering]
BUT THIS GUY, HE'S SOME KIND
OF FREAK FROM THE HIGHWAY.
HE AIN'T A REGULAR. WHAT
AM I SUPPOSED TO DO, HUH?
[Peter] YOU GET A LOT OF PEOPLE ON
THE HIGHWAY? [Little Fats] SURE WE DO.
TRUCKERS, HUNTERS,
TOURISTS. [Continues, Indistinct]
ONE DRINK, THEY'RE GONE.
NEVER SEE THEM AGAIN.
- I APPRECIATE YOUR TIME.
- NOT A PROBLEM.
THE BAR IS USED BY BOTH LOCALS
AND LONG HAULERS ON THE HIGHWAY.
HE WAS HERE. I THINK HE WAS
ABOUT TO CALL OR HE DID CALL.
I'LL HAVE THE PHONES CHECKED
FOR PRINTS AND CALLS MADE.
[Frank] EXCUSE ME. MM-HMM.
CAN I BUY YOU A CUP OF COFFEE?
THANKS.
I READ THAT INTERVIEW YOU DID.
SOUNDS LIKE YOU
FELT SORRY FOR HIM.
I FEEL SORRY FOR SALLY DUMONT
AND THE MAN WHO DIED HERE TONIGHT.
I'M JUST WORKING TO
FIND OUT WHY HE DOES IT.
WHY HE KILLS HORSES.
NORMALLY I WOULD SAY THAT
THEY WERE USED AS A PROXY...
FOR SOMEONE HE HATES...
A MOTHER, A FATHER, AN
ABUSIVE, CONTROLLING FIGURE.
NORMALLY, HUH? [Snickers]
I JUST DON'T THINK THAT
THAT'S THE CASE HERE.
I THINK THE HORSES ARE
AN END TO THEMSELVES.
WHY DO YOU THINK HE DOES IT?
WELL, FOR A LOT OF GIRLS,
THEIR FIRST LOVE WAS A HORSE.
YOU'RE SAYING HE'S JEALOUS?
THAT THE HORSES CUT
HIM OFF FROM WOMEN?
FROM SEXUAL INTIMACY?
WERE ANY OF THE
DEAD HORSES DRUGGED?
NO. WHY?
THEY JUST STAND THERE
AND LET HIM DO THIS TO THEM.
THEY COULD REALLY DAMAGE HIM.
THEY COULD KILL HIM WITH A SINGLE KICK.
BUT THEY JUST STAND THERE.
IT'S BECAUSE THEY'RE
REARED TO TRUST IN MAN.
I'VE SEEN HORSES TRAPPED IN THE
KILLING BOX AT THE SLAUGHTERHOUSE.
THEY CAN SMELL THE
BLOOD AND THE DEATH OF
THE ANIMAL THAT WAS IN
THAT BOX BEFORE THEM.
BUT DESPITE THAT,
THEY TRUST IN MAN.
THEIR EXECUTIONER IS STANDING
ABOVE THEM WITH A BOLT GUN,
AND THEY LOOK TO HIM FOR HELP,
AND HE FIRES A STEEL BOLT
STRAIGHT INTO THEIR HEADS.
I KNOW WHY THEY
STAND STILL FOR HIM.
[Police Radio Chatter] THAT SLICE
OF FLESH HE CUT FROM THE DRIVER,
WHAT WAS IT LIKE? DOC
SAID IT WAS A DEEP CUT.
REAL PRECISE. HE'S
USING A STUN GUN.
THAT'S HOW HE INCAPACITATES
THE HORSES HE'S GONNA KILL.
IT'S HOW HE KNOCKED
OUT SALLY AND THE DRIVER.
THAT'S WHY HE CUT THE SLICE OUT.
HE KNEW THE STUN WOULD LEAVE SUBCUTANEOUS
BRUISING. HE'S COVERING HIS TRACKS.
HE KNOWS WHERE THE JUGULAR
VEIN IS. HE KNOWS HOW TO CUT IT.
HE WORKS IN A SLAUGHTERHOUSE.
THAT'S WHERE WE'LL FIND HIM.
[Horse Whinnying]
YEAH, GOOD GIRL. HUH?
GOOD GIRL.
OKAY.
HAD A GOOD RUN, HUH? HUH?
THERE YOU GO.
COME ON. [Clicks Tongue]
[Clatter] [Gasps, Sighs]
YOU SCARED ME.
I'M SORRY. I WAS JUST
DROPPING OFF SOME STUFF.
MR. BURKE AROUND?
I HAVEN'T SEEN HIM.
THERE YOU ARE.
[Horse Nickers] I WAS
WATCHING YOU RIDE.
YOU LOOKED HAPPY.
I'M ALWAYS HAPPY
WHEN I'M RIDING MY GIRL.
AREN'T I, GIRL? YEAH. [Kisses]
YOU KISSED IT. YOU
KISSED THE HORSE.
SHE'S A GREAT HORSE, ISN'T SHE?
HOW YOU DOING, WILLI?
I'M HOLDIN' ON.
- I GOTTA GO.
- YOU TAKE CARE.
[Horse Whinnying]
[Horse Whinnying]
[Woman] BET YOU'RE
HUNGRY, AREN'T YOU?
[Inhales]
A MAN CAN'T FIGHT WHAT HE IS.
THREE, FOUR, FIVE
SLAUGHTERHOUSES IN THE STATE,
NOT COUNTING THE
UNLICENSED BACKYARD PLACES.
WE'RE CHECKING THEM OUT NOW. I
CALLED IN HELP FROM MINOT AND DICKINSON.
JACK. YEAH?
WE DID A CHECK ON THE BAR PHONE.
THERE WAS A CALL FROM THE BAR TO THE
800 NUMBER WE PUT OUT. CALLER HUNG UP.
THERE'S SOMETHING ELSE.
WE GOT 16 OTHER CALLS.
FIFTEEN OF THEM
LOONIES, AND THIS ONE.
[Woman] WILLISTON COUNTY
HOTLINE. SHERIFF'S DEPARTMENT.
[Willi's Voice] I WANNA
TALK TO FRANK BLACK.
MR. BLACK'S NOT IN RIGHT NOW.
WOULD YOU LIKE TO LEAVE A MESSAGE?
[Willi] YOU TELL ME TO CALL,
AND THERE'S NO ONE HOME?
IS THAT MY FAULT?
IF YOU'RE AS SMART AS YOU SAY
YOU ARE, IF YOU KNOW MY MIND,
THEN TELL ME, FRANK, WHERE TO?
WHAT NEXT?
[Dial Tone]
HE DID IT. HE KILLED AGAIN.
[Breathing Heavily]
[Willi Grunting]
[Police Radio Chatter]
[Birds Chirping]
[Chickens Clucking]
[Falkner] HER NAME
IS MARY ANN WRIGHT.
SHE HAD AN ARRANGEMENT WITH A
FARMER TO KEEP HER HORSE HERE.
HE CALLED IT IN AN HOUR AGO.
[Screaming]
WE FOUND THIS ON HER BODY.
WE'LL GET IT TESTED.
FRANK.
HOW WAS THIS HORSE KILLED?
JUST LIKE THE
OTHERS... BLED TO DEATH.
NO MUTILATION. HE
HAD HER FOR THAT.
BEFORE HE KILLED HER, BEFORE
HE BLED HER, HE STRUNG HER UP.
HE WANTED IT TO BE
LIKE A SLAUGHTERHOUSE.
HE DID TO THIS WOMAN
WHAT HE DOES AT WORK.
[Falkner] THEN THERE'S THIS.
[Footsteps Sloshing]
[Falkner] THERE'S SPLASHES
OF BLOOD ALL AROUND HERE.
WE FOUND PIECES OF MARY
ANN'S CLOTHING THROWN ABOUT.
HE GOT IT RIGHT THIS
TIME. HE WAS CELEBRATING.
[Screaming]
MR. BLACK? CALL FOR YOU.
I'LL PATCH IT THROUGH
FROM THE OFFICE.
[Phone Beeps] HELLO?
[Willi] DO YOU KNOW
HOW GOOD I FEEL?
WHO IS THIS?
[Breathing Heavily]
WHAT NEXT, FRANK?
TELL ME, DOES IT GET
ANY BETTER THAN THIS?
I KNOW YOU FEEL
ROTTEN RIGHT NOW.
YOU WISH YOU COULD WAKE UP
AND FIND THIS NEVER HAPPENED.
WHATEVER HUMANITY KEPT
YOU FROM DOING THIS BEFORE,
WHATEVER GOOD, YOU
BETTER LISTEN TO IT NOW.
ALL GONE, FRANK. ALL GONE.
YOU WOULDN'T BE
CALLING ME IF IT WERE.
YOU GOT THE POWER TO STOP THIS.
I KNOW I'VE GOT THE POWER!
IT FELT GOOD WHAT I DID!
- WE GET ANYTHING?
- FIRST THREE DIGITS.
DAMN IT.
HOW DO YOU LIVE LIKE THIS?
YOU HAVE A WIFE, DON'T YOU?
OR DO YOU JUST WEAR THAT RING
TO MAKE YOURSELF SEEM NORMAL?
I HAVE A FAMILY.
WELL, HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN TO THEM
WHAT YOU DO AND WHAT YOU SEE?
I DON'T.
WHERE ARE THEY HEADED?
[Claudia] SLAUGHTERHOUSE.
- FOALS?
- [Claudia] YEAH, THEY'RE
FROM THE P.M.U. FARMS.
WE'RE THE ONLY STATE
THAT STILL HAS THEM.
- P.M.U.?
- PREGNANT MARES URINE.
IT'S RICH IN ESTROGEN,
WHICH IS THE MAIN ELEMENT IN
HORMONE REPLACEMENT THERAPY.
IT'S ALSO THE MOST PRESCRIBED
PHARMACEUTICAL IN THE UNITED STATES.
IN NORTH AMERICA, UP TO 80,000
MARES ARE KEPT PREGNANT...
AND THEIR URINE COLLECTED SO THAT
WOMEN CAN STAY HEALTHIER LONGER.
BUT EACH TIME A MARE GETS
PREGNANT, SHE HAS A FOAL.
THE QUICKEST WAY TO MAKE MONEY
OFF OF 80,000 FOALS IS TO KILL THEM...
AND SELL THE MEAT
TO JAPAN AND EUROPE.
THE HORSES THAT WERE ATTACKED...
THEY WERE USUALLY MARES.
HOW MANY OF THESE
FARMS ARE IN THIS STATE?
AS FAR AS ANYBODY CAN TELL, WE'VE GOT ABOUT
15 FARMS IN THE WEST END OF THE STATE.
MANY OF THEM HAVE SHUT DOWN.
THERE WERE FOUR IN OUR AREA.
HAVERLY, JULY '94.
REDNER, OCTOBER '95.
BORGSEN, DECEMBER '94
AND SANDBERG, JANUARY '95.
FORENSICS, ON THE APRON, SHOWED
HUMAN SWEAT AND HORSE URINE.
- THE URINE WAS RICH IN ESTROGEN.
- THE GUY COULD'VE WORKED
ON ANY ONE OF THESE FARMS.
I THINK HE LIVED ON
ONE OF THESE FARMS.
PART OF THE RITUAL IS WEARING
CLOTHES THAT BRING HIM BACK TO THAT TIME.
IF HE GREW UP ON A
P.M.U. FARM, HIS EARLIEST
MEMORIES WOULD'VE BEEN
OF HORSES HELD CAPTIVE,
FOALS SLAUGHTERED.
HE LEARNED THAT'S HOW FOOD WAS
PUT ON HIS TABLE, CLOTHES ON HIS BACK.
FARM CLOSES, HE
LOSES HIS LIVELIHOOD.
HE LOSES THE MEANS
TO GRATIFY HIS IMPULSES.
FRANK, A LOT OF PEOPLE
WORK ON THESE FARMS.
THEY'RE DECENT, ORDINARY PEOPLE.
I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT
DECENT, ORDINARY PEOPLE.
I'M TALKING ABOUT ONE
MAN WITH A TWISTED MIND.
FIRST HORSE ATTACK
WAS IN FEBRUARY '95.
WHICH ONE CLOSED NEAREST THAT?
BORGSEN, DECEMBER '94.
SANDBERG WOULD HAVE
BEEN THE NEAREST...
JANUARY '95, ONE MONTH
BEFORE THE FIRST ATTACK.
THE PHONE CALL TO YOU,
FRANK, CAME FROM PREFIX 774.
THAT'S THIS AREA.
BORGSEN.
[Police Radio Chatter]
[Officer] CLEAR!
FRANK.
[Horse Whinnying]
PREGNANT. LOOKS LIKE SHE
COULD DROP A FOAL ANY DAY NOW.
CAREFUL.
GET CLAUDIA VAUGHN OVER HERE.
WHAT WAS THE NAME OF
SALLY DUMONT'S HORSE?
PHAETON.
HERE'S THE BRIDLE. HE'S JUST
STARTED COLLECTING TROPHIES.
[Phone Ringing]
YES?
IT'S FOR YOU, FRANK.
HELLO.
LOOKS LIKE I'M GOING TO BE
NEEDING A NEW MARE, DON'T IT, FRANK?
- WHAT DO YOU WANT?
- WELL, I WENT THROUGH
ALL THAT TROUBLE,
AND IT WASN'T GOOD ENOUGH.
I MEAN, DON'T GET ME WRONG.
SHE WAS BETTER THAN THE HORSES.
BUT IT WASN'T ENOUGH.
WHERE TO NOW? WHAT'S NEXT?
WHAT'S NEXT IS IT'S
GONNA GET WORSE.
I-I DIDN'T SAY IT WAS BAD.
IT WAS DAMN GOOD. IT
JUST WASN'T ENOUGH.
MAYBE I NEED TO SEE A DOCTOR.
- CLAUDIA VAUGHN.
- HER LINE'S BUSY. WE'LL KEEP TRYING.
[Gasps]
[Man] LET'S GO! LET'S GO!
[Guns Cocked]
[Man] CLEAR!
[Man] CLEAR!
NOTHING.
FRANK?
"A HORSE MISUSED UPON THE ROAD
CALLS TO HEAVEN FOR HUMAN BLOOD."
BLAKE'S "AUGURIES OF INNOCENCE."
THAT'S WHERE HE'S TAKEN
HER... HIS HEAVEN, HER HELL.
ANY RESULTS ON THE SLAUGHTERHOUSES?
NO, WE'RE STILL CHECKING.
WHERE DO THEY SLAUGHTER HORSES?
[Clattering]
[Pulley Squeaking]
[Police Radio Chatter]
[Guns Cocked]
[Door Closes]
[Steam Hissing]
[Machine Whirring]
IT'S FROM IN THERE.
[Mouthing Words]
[Whinnying]
- [Groans]
- [Yells]
[Clattering, Machine Stops]
[Groaning]
[Metal Clanging]
HEY. [Sighs]
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
[Peter] FRANK!
CALL AN AMBULANCE. FRANK!
THIS IS DEPUTY MAXWELL TO BASE. WE
GOT A MAN DOWN IN THE SLAUGHTERHOUSE.
REQUEST AMBULANCE.
COME ON.
[Metal Clanging]
[Horse Whinnying]
[Screaming]
[Electrical Charge]
EVER SEE A BOLT GUN WORK, FRANK?
THAT'LL MAKE YOUR
EYES WATER, WON'T IT?
YOU'RE WRONG ABOUT ME, FRANK.
YOU THINK I'M A LONER, A LOSER.
I'M NOT. I'VE GOT FRIENDS.
ASK ANYBODY AROUND HERE. I'M A
GREAT GUY. THEY'LL ALL TELL YOU.
WHAT'S ONE MORE HORSE? WHAT'S ONE
MORE HUMAN BEING ON THE FACE OF THE EARTH?
IT'S ALL JUST MEAT!
- [Bolt Gun Discharges]
- [Horses Whinny]
SOME MEAT'S USEFUL.
SOME MEAT AIN'T.
ONCE YOU FIGURE THAT OUT, THAT'S
WHEN YOU LEAVE YOUR MARK ON THIS WORLD.
[Whinnying]
[Frank] YOU'RE NOT GONNA
MAKE ANY MARKS ON
THIS EARTH. YOU DON'T
EVEN RATE A FOOTNOTE.
YOU'RE GONNA BE A JOKE FOR
A COUPLE WEEKS AT LITTLE FATS.
- [Electrical Charge]
- [Whinnying]
WELL, YOU AIN'T GONNA KNOW 'CAUSE
YOU'RE GONNA BE HANGING FROM A HOOK.
[Whinnying]
[Nickers]
YOU LEAVIN'?
- ANOTHER MONSTER
I SUPPOSE, HUH?
- MMM.
- YOU RIDE?
- YEAH.
I THOUGHT SO.
COME ON. [Clicks Tongue]
[Engine Starts]
[Child] I MADE THIS!