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Joanne? Look, I...
Don't be scared. This is just...
- I was just goofin' around! -
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After three days in the tomb, Christ lived again.
The resurrection of the body, the eternal life of the soul.
That is the message of the cross.
Triumph of life over death.
O God, who gave your only begotten son to the cross,
and by his resurrection delivered us from the power of death,
to you be the glory and majesty, dominion and power,
now and forever more.
Amen.
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You wanna go play with them, Brian?
Here. Give me your jacket. Go ahead. You'll be great.
- - There ya go.
You let him play football?
It's more like smear the queer.
The older boys are good with him. It's nice to see.
I just worry. They're so... big.
He'll be fine.
Rod and Harriet are coming today.
You remember him, right? He's with First Credit.
- He did the car loan. - Right.
- - They're looking to list their ranch.
Honey, it's a barbecue.
Yes, where people are sociable. Real estate is all word of mouth.
- Make a little effort. -
Mingle.
These are nice people.
I worked 65 hours this week.
I got two coolers of beer.
- Consider me a social butterfly. -
- Thanks, Harriet! - Oh, no problem.
- I'll see you there. - Okay.
There he is!
Mom, I played football.
Oh, Brian!
Look at your shirt.
He looks like a winner. Like he played the game.
In the car, Broadway Joe.
- Honey? -
- You gonna... socialize? - Just finishing these.
Okay.
Bill?
- It's Bill, right? - Bill Tench.
Rod!
- So glad you could make it. - Hey.
I got roped into a game of Frisbee tag for the last half hour.
Well, Bill was looking for a grilling partner,
so you could hide out here.
Thank you.
You got a really nice place. When did you buy?
About five years ago.
Could use a little work back here, if I had the time.
Well, you know Dale? He's got the Tudor around the corner.
He's got someone. Uh...
Dale! Come here.
- Bill Tench. - I was just saying
you have somebody help you with your landscaping.
Dale's in contracting, and Nancy said somethin' about Quantico?
I'm with the bureau. In the Psychology Department.
We work on special projects.
Top secret?
No. It's nothin' like that.
I'm in a unit that studies repeat offenders.
Things like what?
We deal specifically with people who commit...
compulsive crimes.
What is that exactly?
Like Son of Sam, Boston Strangler, like that.
How do you study them?
- We interview them. - In prison? They talk to you?
Some of them can't stop talking.
- Who do you talk to? Give us one example. - Yeah. What do they say?
You know, it's not really barbecue conversation.
Do they tell you why they do it?
Oddly, some of them love to talk about it.
One guy, the Coed Killer,
sat right across a table from us, two feet away,
and described, in detail,
how he murdered... ...six coeds.
That's nuts.
He killed 'em, then carved 'em up like a Christmas turkey.
- - Are they all so cold-blooded?
Depends.
When we interviewed Richard Speck...
You sat in the same room with Richard Speck?
You never told me that.
You know, I didn't sleep for a month after that happened.
Did you, Harriet?
I don't like to hear about things like that. I...
I make Rod turn off the news, or I'd never sleep.
Oh, honey,
Harriet said Rod takes his boat out on three-day weekends.
I told her you love to fish.
Come anytime.
So, what'd he kill, seven, eight nurses?
- Nine. - Why'd he do it? What'd he say?
- Lunch, everybody! - Trust me, you don't wanna know.
Sure we do.
Stop it. I don't want you talking about this
with these people here. Do you understand? Thank you.
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- -
- - Doctor!
- Doctor, he's doing it again! - Mr. Ford, please.
- I got it. - Please.
- - Agent Ford,
- I need you to calm down. -
Look at me.
- Breathe slowly. -
That's it.
I need to know you'll remain calm, and I'll release you.
- All right? - Uh-huh.
- -
One, two, three, four! Move! Move! Let's go!
Hurry up, guys!
- -
Shepard called.
He ordered copies of all our tapes and transcripts.
- I'm about to send them up. - Guess he doesn't want any more surprises.
I can't say I blame him.
He wants to see you this afternoon.
- - 4:30.
End of the day. He ask for Holden?
Just you.
There ya go.
- Hey. - Don!
What are you doin' down here?
Uh, I heard you'd been redecoratin' the cellar.
Yeah, I haven't been down here since we used to hit the shootin' range.
- What is that, 15 years ago? - Well, it's not much,
but we like to call it... the basement.
Speaking of, brought you a housewarming gift.
- It's been under my desk for three years. - I thought we were friends, Don.
It's gonna find its way to you eventually.
"BTK."
Bind, torture, kill.
Wichita PD used to call for consults now and again.
- Well, this has been cold for a while. - His last victim was in '77,
but a little while ago, he had a near miss.
Once Wichita confirmed it was him, they called.
I told 'em I'm no longer in the business, but I know a guy who is.
- How many does he got? - Seven, we think.
Plus this woulda, coulda, shoulda. Anna Williams, 63,
comes home from square dancin',
finds things missin' and her phone line cut.
They treat it as a robbery,
then she receives this poem and her driver's license in the mail.
He also mailed a copy to a local TV station.
"'Twas perfect plan of deviant pleasure,
so bold on that Spring nite.
"Oh, A..., Why Didn't You Appear?"
- Jesus. - As sorry a poet
as he is a criminal mastermind.
- Seven kills is pretty successful. - You gotta look at the first one.
So sloppy, it's a miracle he got away with it.
The Otero family, '74.
Four people. Broad daylight.
The father, two kids, and the dog were home.
There are so many things that were f... Nah, just couldn't have been planned.
Complicated knots.
What's that on his head?
Plastic bag and two T-shirts.
Couple of months later, the police got the first letter.
Gave details only the real guy could know. That's when they called.
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