The Adderall Diaries

- Okay, now are you ready? - Yeah.

Okay. We're gonna go... you gotta hold on tight.

Squeeze, squeeze. You ready?

You're the one who should be in front of the camera.

What are you doing, hiding back there?

There she is, ladies and gentlemen, the most beautiful woman in the world.

Just like out of a fairytale.

Wave to Daddy.

Wave to Daddy.

- Hi, Daddy. - Throw Daddy a kiss.

Get off me.

Get the fuck off me, Dad. I just wanna sleep.

Shut up! Get up!

Help! Somebody help!

Hi.

- Pick up the phone! - I can't find it.

I got some news you're gonna want to hear.

Oh, yeah? What?

Penguin loved the proposal.

- Shut the fuck up! - We've got a deal.

Are you serious?

- That's awesome! - Yeah. They're wiring the money today,

and I got you twice what you asked me for.

What? You're the best!

Yeah, I'm a miracle worker.

Holy shit! That's great.

So wha... What now?

So now you write it.

All they need is a 20-page excerpt every month

and other than that, you're a free man...

Oh, and they wanna have a party in a few weeks...

black tie, canapes, et cetera, et cetera.

Whoa! What?

Go buy yourself a nice suit.

- All right! - Okay, hon. Talk later.

Wait for it, wait for it.

- First bucket, baby! First bucket! - Here we go.

That's one, that's one, that's one!

Bam! Yeah! Yes, motherfucker!

I will ruin you! Your kids will weep at your funeral!

Break that streak! Pound it!

No, no, no! No!

- No, no, no! Come on, man! - That's what I'm talking about!

That's my money. Give me that money!

You pay up, bitch. Gimme that money!

You are such a bitch.

Really? What is this, down payment?

Hey, you missed everything.

I know, I know. I had to go to the courthouse.

Yo, come on. What are you doing?

- It's over, right? - No, we're watching the recap.

- I gotta watch this real quick. - I wanna see...

No body, no weapon.

Next week, Hans Reiser goes on trial for the murder of his wife.

Big questions arise... did he kill her,

or did she simply leave her family to escape a bad marriage?

It's a haunting story,

as the investigation of Nina Reiser continues.

The direct physical evidence against Hans is limited,

but police have built a detailed circumstantial case.

Police have confirmed they believed Hans Reiser acted alone.

- According to some, Nina... - What is this?

It's Hans. He made the Linux operating system...

big nerd celebrity.

I'm profiling the case for Wired.

Hans says he lives for his kids.

In divorce court, a critical ruling...

Hans lost legal custody of his precious children.

His life was falling apart.

I don't know where Nina is.

All I know is that the woman that I love is gone

and her children keep asking me when she's coming back

and I don't know what to tell them.

I'm just a husband and a father.

I'm a victim in all this.

No one took Nina, no one hurt her.

She just left.

Nina left her family.

And with that, the last man known to have seen Nina alive heads back to his cell.

- Hey, can you get me in? - To the trial?

- Yeah. - Why?

...the question: Where is Nina?

Sure.

Hey, Stephen, it's Jen.

I know you know those pages are due at Penguin next week.

I hope it's going well. Give me a call.

Hey, man, it's Josh. I got you the Reiser interview.

You're welcome. Call me.

Who are you?

I'm Stephen Elliott.

Uh, look, I'm not talking to reporters.

I'm not a reporter.

I just want to write a book.

Well, it's... it's kind of hard to trust your kind of people.

Writers, they have a way of spinning things

the way they want to.

Yeah, I know. I have a lot of ex-girlfriends

that have accused me of the same thing.

Well, what do you want to know?

Anything. I just...

I just want to hear your story, that's it.

I'm not interested.

There's something there. He's sitting on something,

just waiting for a big reveal.

Like maybe he killed his wife.

Yeah, maybe, but why is the question.

Hey, is anybody dead out there?

I want to pitch a book to Jen. A true crime thing.

- Yeah. - My In Cold Blood.

Yeah. Better. But probably better.

What the hell is that?

Flip it.

That's my team, from down below.

- Sniff it. - You gave me your team?

- Yeah. - Yum.

- You got any blueberry sauce? - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Put it where it goes, though.

Yeah, yeah.

The key is to put a little bit of butter in the balls like so.

Then you put a nice sloppy helping on there,

and then let the blood flow right to the other part.

A little wet, and look at that.

Looks like shit.

All right! Hot cakes are ready!

Get your asses in here for some cakes!

- Hey! - We cut my hair.

Whoa! Check out this haircut.

God damn it!

Oh-oh! Wow!

He's got it! That is just...

What do you... What do you think of it?

- You like it? - I think it's awesome.

- I think it's pretty awesome. - I think it's awesome

that you feel awesome for the last day of school,

but I gotta tell you, man, that looks terrible.

Hey, you know what, though? Maybe you should put a shirt on.

Looking like a deranged little ragamuffin with no shirt on.

This is not the kind of parent who disappears without warning.

This is not a mother who abandons her children.

Nina Reiser was president of her school's Parent-Teacher Association.

She chaperoned field trips. She did the class laundry.

Nina's children were her entire world.

She would have never, ever left them willingly.

And she most certainly wouldn't have left them with her estranged husband

of whom she was afraid.

The police were called to the Reiser house

three times during the months leading up to the separation.

Hans appeared twice in Family Court

for refusing to pay for his children's medical expenses.

The last time he appeared in court,

his request to have the children for Labor Day weekend was denied.

12 hours later, Nina Reiser disappeared from the face of the Earth.

When he was arrested, he was carrying $9,000 in cash,

two books about unsolved homicides

and a three-page letter.

The letter begins:

"I've been telling you about Nina and nobody listens.

I may be a danger to the worldview of some,

but I am no danger to my children."

Hey!

You forgot your notebook.

- This is where you say thank you. - Thank you.

How much did you read?

Nah, just a little.

I had to find your name.

I want to see if I should be embarrassed.

I wrote, "Hans Reiser trial. Get transcript of letter thing."

With search terms like that, should be a breeze.

Let me see what you wrote.

Whoa!

This is thorough.

I feel really inadequate,

Miss Lana Edmond.

I write for the Times. Are you covering the trial?

Not sure yet.

Do you want to get a drink?

- Like right now or in general? - Right now.

I have to take a raincheck.

I have to do something for work.

All right. I totally understand. It's a really big decision.

You have to think about it a lot.

So you'll have plenty of time to do that on our way there.

No fucking way! Is this your bike?

Yeah.

I'm driving.

That's Hans' mother's house.

They're right, you know. The body is buried here.

There's no way he buried the body that close.

Oh, yeah? Where would you dump a body?

Hudson Canyon.

Okay. It's weird you had an answer for that, but...

It's in New Jersey, off the coast.

It's this underwater canyon.

It's starts in the basin and goes out in the ocean, like 400 miles.

It's as big as the Grand Canyon, but nobody knows about it,

so people just abandon things there all the time.

I once dropped an engagement ring in there.

Sorry.

I don't know why I just said that.

Jesus Christ!