Monsters: The Lyle and Erik Menendez Story

Look, another TCBY.

It's a freaking gold mine.

This is... This is exactly what I want to do with Mr. Buffalo.

Everywhere there's a TCBY, there should be a Mr. Buffalo across the street.

I mean, healthy food, friendly service.

Come on. We'll be printing money. You mark my words, Erik.

What TCBY did for yogurt,

that is exactly what Mr. Buffalo is going to do for buffalo wings.

Could you put on fucking KIIS-FM?

- Please! - Lyle.

Fuck!

Just take it easy.

I feel like I've gotta tell this fucking guy every time!

Thank you! Thanks.

["Girl You Know It's True" by Milli Vanilli playing on radio]

I fucking love these guys.

I told Jamie, when these guys come to The Forum, we are, like, there.

And music, that's the other thing.

A Mr. Buffalo customer, he comes in to eat wings… and chill, right?

Music's gonna be a big part of that.

Are those Dad's shoes?

Are you wearing his shoes?

Yeah, we're going to fill his shoes now, right?

I was like, "What better way to..."

Actually, these are Alden 560s, so they run narrow.

I should try to get these in a nine-and-a-half wide.

Stop that.

Hey, Erik. Erik, listen to me. You're not fucking doing this right now.

I'm sorry.

Suck it the fuck up, and do not act like a goddamn pussy.

Hey, it's all right. It's all right.

Hey.

I love you. I love you!

- I love you too. - You're okay.

It's up to us now, right?

And they would be proud of us. They would be proud of us.

What did you say yesterday? What did you say to me?

Tell me.

That I think that they would be proud of us.

Erik, I know that they would be proud of us.

Hmm?

Hey, it's right up here.

Dipshit.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Fucking stop the car!

- I'm supposed to drop you around back. - No, no, no!

You're dropping us at the curb.

- It's just a big crowd. - Then fucking run them over.

What the fuck? They're supposed to go to the loading dock.

Erik! Erik, Erik, did the mafia kill your parents?

What?

- Di... - No, I'm Lyle.

Uh, I don't know. It certainly appears as such, but we've gotta find out.

Are you afraid the mafia could come after you?

Yeah. Hey, where's your camera?

Mafia, after what we've been through, I'd like to see you try.

- Okay. Okay. Come on. - Is that a threat?

You are targets, okay?

We're getting you full-time security 24-7, okay?

- Peter. - Hmm?

There's something I really need you to get right today.

Are you sure he's gonna be able to do this?

Don't worry. He's a great actor.

He did a Shakespeare monologue once.

Um…

I thought I'd start by sharing a story.

Um…

When Lyle and I were little…

…there was a big window in the front of the house.

These birds would always fly,

hit the window, and they'd fall and get injured.

And my mom, she'd scoop up the birds, and um…

She'd bring them inside and she'd heal them,

help them get better,

and… see them off,

and see them fly away.

It's just one of my favorite images of my mom.

Just how she cared for the birds.

I guess what I'd say to them is,

"Maybe someday, when I see you in Heaven,

we could all hit a few balls back and forth."

Thank you.

Those poor boys.

Lyle is obsessed we get this song right.

Icon.

Legend.

Captain of industry.

Husband. Tennis coach.

Most men could only dream of being one of these things,

but Jose Menendez was all of them.

And he was also our father.

Anyone who knew my dad will tell you that… he was tough.

Just ask a line judge who missed a call at one of mine or Erik's tennis matches.

Well, Dad, if you're listening, and I know that you are,

you can rest assured that I am ready to take up your mantle

and be the rock of this family.

And, Mom…

What can I say? Um…

If Dad was our foundation,

well, Mom, you were the wallpaper and the beautiful furnishings.

I know that it wasn't always easy having two rambunctious boys,

but you made every house that we lived in a home.

Uh, so, Mom, for my final words to you,

I will leave this to two poets who are much better at this than I.

In their words, "Girl, I'm gonna miss you."

I know, right?

It's been over two months since the brutal murders

of Jose and Kitty Menendez

in their Beverly Hills home.

But so far, the police don't seem to be any closer to finding their killers.

Come on, you fucking pussy! Don't stop.

Initial reports speculated

that it might have been a mafia hit,

possibly related to Jose Menendez's business dealings

in the home video industry, as an executive for Live Entertainment.

But detective Les Zoeller with the Beverly Hills Police Department

recently told reporters they're still pursuing all potential angles.

I can't give too many details,

but I can say that this is still very much an active investigation,

and that our guys will not rest

until whoever committed these senseless and heinous killings

is behind bars and facing the death penalty.

- -

What is that?

No!

- -

Can you believe that she actually said

she picked these dresses out because she felt that we could wear them again?

- - I could wear this again.

When Hell freezes over and I'm invited to the skating party.

Dr. Oziel speaking.

Dr. Oziel, it's Erik Menendez.

Erik?

I know that it's very last minute,

but, um, is there any way that I could see you today?

It's important.

Uh… Looks like I… I have a two o'clock if that… if that works for you.

No. Mm-mmm. I, uh…

I wanna be your last appointment.

I don't want any of your other patients to see me.

Please? Dr. Oziel?

Um… Yeah. Uh, how about four o'clock?

We could… we could talk as long as you need.

Okay. Four o'clock. Sounds good.

Okay. I'll… I'll see you then.

- -

Holy shit. Did you see that, Jamie?

He just fucking jumped like a little school girl. That was classic.

Don't be a prick, Lyle.

- Hey, Erik. - Hey, Jamie.

- You goin' somewhere? - Yeah, I just gotta run a few errands.

Okay. Well, hurry back. Jamie and me just bought a shit ton of Halloween candy.

Not the cheap shit. We got the good shit!

- You know how much I love Halloween! - Yeah.

Gotta keep up the family tradition, Erik.

Erik!

Please, come in. Have a seat.

You look amazing. It is so good to see you, young man.

Erik, come in.