Ted Bundy (2002) Movie Script
1
(plaintive guitar music)
(plaintive music cont.)
(plaintive music cont.)
- Hi, there.
Hi, there. My name's Ted.
Nice to meet ya.
Hi, there.
My name's Ted.
Nice to meet you.
(Ted making odd mouth sounds)
Hi, there. My name's Ted.
Nice to meet ya.
(plaintive music cont.)
(dog barking)
(plaintive music cont.)
(distorted guitar music)
(women chattering faintly)
- Now, the sociopath represents
a different set of problems
for the mental health worker.
For the sociopath does not suffer
from the sort of repressed impulses
that the neurotic patient needs
to examine and to recognize.
He will lie, he will cheat, even Kill
to attain his ends.
And not even the prospect
of swift and sure punishment
will deter him from his
path to gratification.
(upbeat music)
(upbeat music cont.)
(upbeat music cont.)
(upbeat music cont.)
(pulsing electronic music)
(people chattering and laughing faintly)
(pulsing electro-jazz music)
- Four beers, please.
- Want to dance?
- Oh, I just got here.
But thanks anyway.
(electronic dance music)
- Come on, dance with me.
I won't bite, I promise.
You won't regret it.
(electronic dance music cont.)
Are you a student?
- Uh-huh.
- Me too.
- Groovy.
(electronic dance music)
- [Woman] Whoo!
Uh, thanks.
- Sure.
(slow, moody music)
(girls laughing)
- I am so drunk I am hallucinating.
(slow, moody music)
(tense orchestral music)
(dog barking in the distance)
- Aw, hell. You again?
(Ted panting and grunting)
(Ted groaning)
- Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck!
Shit!
Fuck!
(woman yelps)
(blow thudding)
(woman screaming)
(woman crying)
(Ted laughing)
(Ted laughing)
(phone ringing)
- This better be good, Ted.
- I just needed to hear your voice.
- It's four in the morning.
- I know, Lee.
I've been hitting the books
so hard, I lost track of time.
- I haven't heard from
you in nearly a week.
- I've been studying, Lee. I'm sorry.
- Yes, I know you've been studying.
But God, I just...I hate the
way you make me feel sometimes.
- I need to see you.
- You only want to see me
when it's convenient for you.
Why can't you just be honest?
You don't really love me, not really.
If you did, you would call.
- Lee, I just...
I just need to hold you.
(foreboding music)
- Then why don't you come over right now?
I'll make you something to eat.
- How 'bout tomorrow, Lee?
I'm really tired.
- First, tell me what I need to hear.
- I love you, Lee.
And I haven't been seeing anyone else.
Now, get some sleep, okay?
(birds chirping)
- You can't hide from me, Ted.
- Ted!
- Hey, cutie pie.
How are ya?
- Whoa.
- Ooh, no.
- No
- Look, mommy, it's almost in outer space.
- It sure is, hon.
- Hmm...
- Make it come back.
- Well, I can't do that.
Did you ever hear the
story about the little girl
who was holding a balloon
and a gust of wind came along
and carried her away?
- That never happened.
- Yes, it did.
- You're just being silly.
- No, I'm not being silly.
(soft, serene music)
I'm not. (barking)
(girl yelling)
- Get off!
- [Ted] I'll show you, silly.
I gotcha.
I gotcha! I gotcha!
(Ted laughing)
- Be careful.
- If I had 1/10th her energy,
school would be a breeze.
- She's just showing off for you.
- Yeah, I seem to have
that effect on women.
- Oh, no, she really adores you, Ted.
So do I
- And I adore you, Lee.
- So, one day, maybe I
won't have to share you
with so many women.
- You're so stupid.
- Yeah, I may be stupid,
but not so stupid to think
you don't have plenty of other admirers.
- Yeah, Lee.
I have admirers, but just
because someone admires me
doesn't mean I'm sleeping with them.
- Look, look, I don't want
to start an argument, okay?
I was just hoping we could
commit to each other.
Like really commit, Ted.
- We are committed.
And I love you, so can
we just focus on that?
- Really?
- Yeah. Really.
- (moans) What's that?
- What?
- Look.
(Lee gasps)
What's that?
- Did you steal this, Ted?
- (laughs) No.
- Ted!
What, it's not like it's the first time
it's ever happened, huh?
- Just -- just
keep your voice down, okay?
- Why, you afraid somebody might find out
the wonderful Ted Bundy's a thief?
- You tell anyone and I will
break your fucking neck,
you hear me?
- No. Take it back. Give it
to one of your other girls!
- I didn't steal the watch, Lee!
Jesus.
- Look.
Listen to me.
You have a future.
And you've worked so hard.
What do you think is going
to happen to that future
if you get caught stealing, huh?
- Yeah, right.
- Why do you talk like this?
- It's easy. Because first,
I flunked out of law school
and now I'm flunking psychology.
- Ted, why didn't you tell me?
- I don't know, I just..
- Look, there's still two
months left in the semester
and I can still help you. But
if you just give up, Ted...
- Look, I didn't steal the watch.
I just wanted to get
something nice for my gal.
Show my appreciation.
After all you've done for me,
all the money you've given
me to stay in school,
I figured it was the least I could do.
- It's a beautiful watch, Ted.
Thank you.
I'm sorry I ever doubted you.
- [Ted] Is it good?
- Yes.
- Is it good?
- Yeah.
- Let's try something else.
- What?
- Come on, flip over.
- No! No, you know I don't like that.
It's disgusting.
- Lee, it's just another way to make love.
- No, it has nothing to do with love.
It's just...it's dirty.
- Lee, sex is only dirty
when you do it right.
- Let's just do it regular.
- Okay. Fine.
We'll do it regular.
- Okay.
- Okay?
- Yeah, okay.
- 'Cause that's what feels
like love, right? Yeah?
That feel like love?
Yeah? Good.
How 'bout that?
- Ted!
- Does that feel like love? Huh?
Does that feel like love?
- Ted!
- What about this?
Does that feel like love?
- Oh, you're choking me!
- That's what love feels like to me, Lee!
- No, Ted! (gasping)
(coughing) What, are you nuts?
- I gotta go.
- No. I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- No, it's fine, Lee.
It's fine.
- Am I gonna see you tomorrow?
- Yeah. I'm at the crisis
center from 11:00 to 3:00.
I'll call you when I'm done.
- [girl on phone] I remember
it was my birthday that day
and afterwards, when
all the kids went home,
he, um, came up into my room
and made me put it in my mouth.
- He put it in your mouth?
- [girl on phone] Yeah.
I didn't want him to be all mad again.
I wanted to make him happy.
- Did you tell anyone?
- [girl on phone] Yeah, my mother.
But she didn't believe me.
And if she did, she just
looked the other way.
- You must have a lot
of anger towards her.
- [girl on phone] I don't
know. She's dead now.
- [girl on phone] You still there, Ted?
- Mm-hmm, I'm still here.
- [girl on phone] Well, tell me one thing.
Why are men such assholes?
- Well, I think you just
haven't met the right guy.
- [girl on phone] You
sound like one of those
right kind of guys.
- Thank you, Karen.
Look, Karen, one day, you'll find a love
that's deeper and more meaningful
than anything you've ever imagined.
- [Karen] God. Do you
really think so, Ted?
- I know so.
- [Karen] Do you think
we could talk again, Ted?
I gotta go to work now.
- Uh-huh. Anytime, okay?
- [Karen] Okay.
- Take care, Karen.
- (laughs) All right.
- And don't do anything crazy.
- [Karen] All right.
(dog barking)
(door hinges creaking)
(clock ticking)
(blow thuds)
(blows thudding)
(Ted grunting)
(doorbell rings)
- Where have you been? Huh?
You said you were gonna
call and you didn't.
Ted?
Ted. Oh, my God!
Are you okay? What's wrong?
Are you sick?
- Actually, I'm really hungry.
(Lee sighs)
- You really were hungry, huh?
- Yep.
- Whatcha thinkin' about?
- The future.
How I want things to turn out.
- How do you want things to turn out?
- Well, I guess we could
start with the basic premise
that whoever dies with the most toys wins.
- [Lee] Okay. You want a lot of toys.
What else?
- Good job. Nice clothes.
New car.
All the things I didn't have growing up.
Maybe go into politics. I
still haven't given up on that.
- [Lee] Mm-hmm.
- But mostly, I just want to be normal.
- What? You don't think you're normal?
- I'm trying to be.
- Oh, Ted...
(somber music)
- I'm really trying to be.
(door latch clicks)
(suspenseful music)
Don't make a sound. You understand?
(woman whimpers)
Yes? Okay, now get up.
Get up.
- What do you want?
- Shut up and listen.
Cooperate and everything's gonna be okay.
Otherwise, I'm gonna Kill you.
- Okay.
- Do you believe me?
- Yeah.
- Good. Now, I just broke
into your apartment.
(Ted grunts)
(blow thuds)
Why do you want to believe me?
(people chattering)
(dog whining and panting)
(car engine starts)
(Lee laughs)
- A drink?
- Oh, yeah.
Whoa. Nice TV.
- Yeah, it's a gift from my parents.
They're cool, huh?
- Yeah.
So when do I get to meet your folks?
Oh, they look like nice people.
- They are nice people.
- So what's the problem?
- Who said there was a problem?
- What, do I embarrass you?
(Ted scoffs)
Huh?
- You're the most paranoid
woman I ever met.
- No, well, you've met my parents.
- Yeah, and someday, you'll meet mine.
- Someday?
- Don't start, Lee. Jesus.
- No, it's just...if there's a problem,
I want to know about it.
- Yes, there's a problem.
But just because there's a problem
doesn't mean that you're the center of it.
- Come on, please, just tell me.
I don't want there to be any
secrets between us. Please?
- I'm illegitimate.
- That's it?
- I'm a bastard.
- Oh.
That's an ugly word and
it should be removed
from the English language.
- Maybe so, but it's still true.
- Stop saying that.
Don't ever, ever, ever say that.
- Imagine being five
years old and finding out
that your sister is really your mother.
- Okay, that would be a little weird.
- Yeah, and then being 17 and finding out
that your father's not your father.
- Well, they still loved you, didn't they?
- Yes, they loved me.
Of course they loved me.
- Yeah. Who could not love you?
- [Ted] Ah, damn.
- Ah.
Whenever I see anybody
carrying that many books,
they're studying to be a doctor.
- Yeah, well, in this
case, it's law school.
- Hmm. Well, those aren't law books.
- No, these are for everything else.
Is there any chance I can get you
to help me carry these to my car?
I'm basically helpless with this cast.
- Well, okay.
But if I need any legal
advice, you owe me one.
- It's a deal.
Just, uh, over here.
- Okay.
- I hope this isn't gonna
make you late for class.
- No, it's fine.
- If you could just, uh, put
them on the floor right there.
- [Woman] Okay.
(blow thuds)
- The Killer came in from the night.
- Just what this town needs, a
psycho Killer running around.
- Well, don't look at me.
I didn't do it.
- I think we can rule you
out as a suspect, Ted.
- I can't wait to see what
the son of a bitch looks like.
- You really think it's
just one guy responsible?
- You know, what the police
say and what they really think
are often two completely different things.
- Yeah, that's what I think.
I think that they hold a lot of stuff back
so that there's stuff only
the perpetrator knows.
- Do you think those women
could still be alive?
- No way. They're way dead. (laughs)
- Ted, this is a party.
No one wants to talk about this.
- Oh, really, Lee?
What subjects can we talk about?
- Actually, I think it's fascinating.
- Well, I think its sick and disgusting.
- Well, certainly murder
is aberrant behavior,
but I mean, the psychology
that motivates it
is really quite interesting,
don't you think?
- Totally.
- I think I need a refill.
- I'm sorry. I'm Betty.
- Hi, Betty. I'm Ted.
- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you, too.
(upbeat pop music)
(guests chattering)
- Lee, right?
- That's me.
- I'm Beverly from the crisis center.
You know, I work with
Ted at the crisis center.
- Oh, right. Hi.
- Oh, he is doing really great.
He has an amazing knack with the callers.
He always knows the
exact right thing to say.
- Yep, he sure has a way
with people, all right.
(suspenseful music)
(woman whimpering)
- Oh my God!
Please don't hurt me.
- I'm not gonna hurt you.
- What do you want?
- I just want you to listen to me.
Pay me a little bit of attention.
See, girls like you,
they don't pay attention
to guys like me.
Guys who don't come from good families.
Who don't go to top schools,
or drive fancy cars.
(woman whimpers)
Shut up and listen!
God!
Don't get me wrong.
I'm not some "share the wealth"
type of pinko creep or something.
- Don't do this to me.
- In fact, I'm a Republican.
I worked on a number of campaigns
and one day, I'm gonna be governor.
You don't even believe me, do you?
You probably just think
I'm some kind of loser.
Well, maybe you're right.
Maybe I'm not so important out there,
but here, I'm in charge.
Here, I'm in control.
Because this is the court of Ted!
What I say here is law!
You get the picture?
(woman screams)
(Ted mocking woman's cries)
Do I have your attention now?
And Julie's staying with
your parents for how long?
- All month.
I was kind of hoping maybe
we could spend some time together alone
before you went off back to law school.
- I told you a thousand times,
you can come with me if you want to.
- Your enthusiasm isn't
exactly overwhelming, Ted.
- Hey, you gotta make your own decision.
I mean, if things don't work out,
I don't want it to be my fault.
- I don't want to argue, okay?
I am just saying, we both know the reason
why I am not going with you to Salt Lake.
- Mm-hmm.
And what is it?
- You don't want me to go.
- You know, you're giving me a headache.
- Is she going with you?
- Is who going with me?
- That woman at the party.
The one you were talking to
that thought murderers
were oh so fascinating.
- You're certifiable, you know that?
You're 100% certifiable.
- That's right, Ted, just dismiss it.
Treat me like I'm crazy.
Anybody with the audacity to disagree
with the great Ted Bundy
has to be crazy, right?
- What the hell?
Asshole!
You're such a fucking jerk.
- [Ted] Look, I don't
know why you're so upset.
It was a joke.
- Where are my keys?
- [Ted] Don't ask me.
- What the hell are these?
- I don't know. I've
never seen them before.
(foreboding music)
Who's a pretty girl?
You are.
You're the pretty girl.
Yeah, you are.
(knock on door)
Who is it?
- [Lee] It's me.
- Just a minute.
- Look, I don't want to fight.
I just want us to enjoy our time together
before you have to leave.
Now, is that so much to ask?
- No. Nothing would make me happier.
(both laughing)
- Mm, what's that smell? Whew.
- I left a bologna sandwich
out on the kitchen counter.
- Well, it stinks.
- Mm-hmm.
Sorry.
- Oh, God, I love kissing you.
- Hmm, me too.
- What?
What?
- I have an idea.
- Oh, no.
What has that little brain of
yours come up with this time?
- It's just something I want to try.
- What?
- Have you ever heard of
a thing called submission?
- Well, I thought that's what I was doing
every time I opened my legs.
- Is that what it feels like to you?
- Sometimes.
- But did you ever think there might be
a little bit more to sex
than just opening your legs?
- I just want to make love.
- So, hmm, what could be more loving
than having me take total control?
- Okay.
Just make sure it doesn't hurt.
- It's not gonna hurt.
- And it doesn't make me
feel degraded, either.
- Will you stop worrying?
- Oh, God, Ted, I just
want to make you happy.
(Ted grunting)
- Goddamn it!
- I hope you're having
fun, 'cause I'm not.
- All right.
All right.
Um. All right, don't talk.
Don't move. Don't even breathe.
- What?
- What, you can't
pretend that you're dead?
- You serious?
- Yes, I'm serious!
Just give it a fucking try, okay?
- Okay! I love you, Ted, and
if that's what you want --
I want it.
Do it.
Okay, open your eyes.
Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah. Fuck you, bitch!
Fuck you, bitch!
(Ted grunting)
(people chattering)
Hi.
Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother you,
but, uh, I was wondering
if you could help me out.
- Help you out with what?
- Uh, with my sailboat.
I hate asking, but, uh,
I basically can't do
anything with this cast.
I'll take you for a ride
in it, if you'd like.
Please? Pretty please?
- Okay, okay.
Just don't beg.
- Sure.
It's, uh, right over this way.
I'm Ted. What's your name?
- Shawn.
- Hi, Shawn.
- Hey! I thought you needed
help unloading your sailboat.
- Yeah, it's at my folk's
place, just up the hill.
Didn't I mention that?
- No.
- Well, is that a problem?
- Mm, I guess not.
- Great.
Hop in.
(engine revs)
- Don't touch me!
- You know what?
I hope you're not gonna
act like this all day.
- Well, if you don't start
with me, I'll be fine.
- Are you on the rag or something?
- Shut up!
- Goddamn lemmings.
Look at them all. They
fester like a bunch of rats.
- If they're all rats and lemmings,
then what does that make us?
(man groans)
I like how you make me do all the work.
- Hey, I brought the cooler down.
- Whatever.
Where is everybody?
- They could be anywhere.
- Well, shouldn't we go look for them?
- Right now, I just want to drink my beer.
- Fine.
- Wh-whoa, where do
you think you're going?
- I gotta pee.
Is that okay, your lordship?
- Jesus.
- Excuse me.
Uh, I'm sorry to bother you,
but is there any chance
you could help me out with something?
- Help you out with what?
- Well, with my sailboat.
Um, see, I'm having trouble unloading it
with this stupid cast here
and I'd really appreciate
it if you'd give me a hand.
(tense music)
(woman gasps)
(car engine rumbling)
(woman grunts)
(both screaming)
(Ted laughs)
Okay, that was a mistake, bitch.
I'll be right back, kitten.
(woman crying)
(suspenseful music)
(woman whimpering)
(suspenseful music cont.)
(woman screaming)
(body thuds)
Hi, again.
(woman screaming)
(woman sobbing)
(Ted grunting)
(woman screams)
- [Woman] Get off!
(Ted laughing)
(woman screaming)
(rock thuds)
- Are you ready for some fun, kitten?
(laughs) Give me that.
Thank you, munchkin.
Well, guess this is it.
Won't be seeing you for
a while, little one.
- I don't want you to go.
When you're here, it's
like we're a family.
- Yeah, but I gotta go to college
so I can become a lawyer
and buy lots of nice
things for you and mommy.
- Will you still come see us?
- Mm-hmm.
And you can come visit me, too.
- In Utah?
- You got it.
You be good, okay, munchkin?
- Mm-hmm.
- All right.
(solemn music)
This is it.
- Call me, okay?
- As soon as I get settled.
See you in the funny papers.
- We just found a third body.
- What kind of shape's this one in?
- They're all skeletonized. Nothing good.
Seven heads and three bodies.
Jesus!
(upbeat '70s pop music)
- Thanks for the ride,
I really appreciate it.
- Sure.
- Where you headed?
- Silver Canyon.
How 'bout you?
- Me too.
Are you from around here?
- No.
(laughs) Holy shit. Look at that.
(blow thuds)
("70s pop music cont.)
(woman screams)
(grunts) Fuck you!
Fuck You!
Fuck!
("70s pop music cont.)
Fuck you, bitch!
(Ted groaning)
Excuse me, ma'am.
Ma'am. I'm Officer Roseland
with the Murray Police Department.
I'm sorry to bother you,
but it looks like somebody's
broken into your car.
- What?
- Yeah, I'm sorry, ma'am,
you're gonna need to come with me.
- Do you have any identification?
I mean...
- Ma'am.
- I mean, how did you know it was my car?
- Well, what kind of a car do you drive?
- Green imperial.
- I'm sorry, but that's the one.
- Fuck!
Mom's gonna kill me if
anything happened to that.
It's still locked. It
hasn't even been touched.
- I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you
to file a report, ma'am.
- But there is nothing
to report. It's fine.
- Our sub-station's just
around the corner here.
- This is so stupid!
You have, like, the
wrong car or something!
- It's for your own protection, ma'am.
- Your station's back here?
- Oh, it's a substation, ma'am.
It's really just an office.
Our headquarters is a
few blocks from here.
- Well, I hope it smells better than this.
- (laughs) I assure you, ma'am, it does.
We're just to the right, here.
Damn, it's locked.
My partner must have
already taken the guy in.
- What guy?
- The one who broke into your car.
- But nobody broke into my car, so --
- Sorry, ma'am, I'm
going to have to ask you
to accompany me to the station.
- In this?
It's the dumbest looking
cop car I've ever seen.
- It's a civilian car, ma'am.
Department budget only goes so far.
- Oh, great.
The police station's not over this way.
What the fuck are you doing? Fuck.
Fuck!
What the fuck! What
the fuck are you doing?
What the fuck are you doing?
You son of a bitch!
What the fuck are you doing, you fuck?
I'll fucking kill you!
- [Ted] Oh, fuck. Fuck.
(Ted groaning)
I'm gonna fuckin' kill you!
- Don't fucking move, or
I will blow your head off!
You hear me?
- Yes.
- Are you gonna be a good little girl?
- Yes.
- Huh?
- Yes!
Fuck.
- Jesus.
(woman grunts)
Fuck!
(tires screeching)
- [Woman] Open up!
- God!
Stupid, stupid, stupid!
Ted, don't mess around!
Ted, hit her in the head!
(soft R&B music)
(group chattering)
- Bye. See ya later.
- Hey.
- Oh my God!
You scared me to death.
- Here, let me get that for you.
- Oh, thank you. That's so sweet.
- Don't mention it.
Wow, you're just a kid, aren't you?
- No, I'm actually almost 18.
- I didn't mean to
insult you, it's just...
No, forget it.
- Wait.
- Yeah?
- I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to sound like such a bitch.
I just, you know, I don't
like when people say
I'm like some kind of baby or anything.
- That's okay, kid. Forget it.
- Boy, you're batting
a thousand, aren't you?
- Look, I'm sorry.
I don't mean to be a jerk.
It's just that when I first
saw you, I got kinda turned on.
But now that I can see how young you are,
no offense intended there, either,
but...well, let's just say
that I'm too old for you
and leave it at that.
- Well, you may be too old for me,
but that still doesn't make me a kid.
- Good point.
(blows thudding)
(bells jingling)
("Jingle Bells" plays)
- Another one? Okay.
What is it?
- Oh, boy, look at this!
- Oh, is it a boy or girl?
- It's a girl.
- We know.
- [Ted] You must have been
a really good girl for Santa
to bring you all these presents.
- Uh-huh, I was.
- Okay, well, let's see what's next.
Why don't you try this one?
- Oh my gosh!
- I know.
- Just what you needed!
- Thank you!
- You're welcome.
("Jingle Bells" cont.)
- Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
Jesus, mister.
What is it, your heart or something?
(Ted groaning)
(jazz music playing)
(siren wailing)
(jazz music cont.)
- (chuckles) Sorry, officer --
- You stop right there.
- I didn't see you back --
- Now!
Put your hands above your head!
- Okay, no problem.
- [Officer] Turn around!
Put your hands on your head.
- All right.
You don't need to explain the law to me.
I go to law school.
- [Detective] Yeah, we checked
that out and you sure do.
- And I worked on the Thompson
for Governor campaign,
you can ask him about me.
- A law student active in politics.
But what's a groovy guy
like you driving around
with a rape kit in his car?
- Look, I told you, it's not a rape Kit.
I can explain to you every
single thing you found in there.
- I don't know, Ted. (laughs)
A nylon stocking mask with eye slits,
a hacksaw, a crowbar with
duct tape around the handle,
a knife, a rope, handcuffs,
lock-picking tools?
So far, you haven't explained anything.
- I think I've explained
things pretty well.
- Well, let me ask you
something else. Okay, Ted?
- Look, it's your show, dig it?
Knock yourself out.
- Great.
So, um, you ever hear of
a girl named Tina Gabler?
- No.
- Well, that's funny.
She saw your picture and she insists
that you're the guy
that tried to kidnap her
from the mall a couple months ago.
- Well, she's wrong.
- Well, you wouldn't mind standing
in a lineup then, would you?
- (scoffs) You're wasting your time,
but if it'll make you happy, go ahead.
- Look, why don't we get
back to that stuff later?
I'm gonna read you a list of names
and see if any of them ring a bell, okay?
- Look --
- Just shut up.
Okay, Ted, listen.
Barbara Vincennes?
(soft dramatic music)
Karen Stills?
Suzanne Welch?
Karen Parks?
Brenda Ball?
Patricia Garber?
Miriam Cutler, Shawn Randall?
Lucy Lee, Melissa Smith?
Wendy Fitz, Anita Mintier?
Stephanie Merkson?
Ellen Carter, Betsy Walter, Lynn Adams?
You never heard of any of these women?
- Look, I don't like
the tone of your voice.
This interview's over.
(door buzzes)
(door clangs)
(soft dramatic music cont.)
(cell door slams)
[V.O.] My dearest Lee,
I feel my heart is gonna
break as I write this letter.
Here I sit in a cage,
like some kind of animal.
So much for the humanity of mankind.
The so-called authorities are
continuing to persecute me,
even though their case is a total joke.
They act like I'm
supposed to be remorseful,
even though I've done nothing
to feel remorseful for.
Maybe it's all for the better
(Lee sobbing)
'Cause it makes me appreciate
our love all the more.
For even if I'm locked in a cage,
I think of the love we have
and I am able to be free,
if only for a moment.
I know I haven't always treated
you the way you deserve,
but I'm only a man and
sometimes, it's just so hard.
But all that melts in the face of the love
as strong as the love I feel for you.
(Lee sniffling)
Ever lovin', Ted.
(Lee sobbing)
- [Lee] I want to talk
to you about something.
- [Ted] Sure.
- [Lee] Please don't think that I'm trying
to add to your problems here, okay?
I mean, I know you've got
a lot on your mind lately.
Okay?
- Okay.
- Okay, and the years
that we've been together,
I have been completely faithful to you,
an honor that you haven't
always reciprocated.
Even here in prison, I've been willing
to give you the benefit of the doubt.
But when I hear on TV
that you've got some
girlfriend coming visiting you,
that's when I have to ask
myself, "What am I doing here?"
- | s that what this is about?
Look, Lee, that woman is working for me.
She's trying to get me outta here.
I'm in prison, for Christ's sake.
I can't control what they say on TV.
Lee, honey --
- No!
No more "Lee, honey!"
Now, you tell me right now,
is that woman your girlfriend?
- No. You're my girlfriend, Lee.
Now, there's something I need to tell you.
- Okay.
- I'm being charged again.
- What?
- For some girl's murder.
- Some girl?
- Yeah, but their case is totally weak.
They will never get a conviction.
(unsettling music)
- Oh my God.
Oh my God.
No.
- Lee.
Lee!
- [Lee] Get me out of here.
- Lee!
- Theodore Robert Bundy
was taken from his cell
in Colorado State Prison
and brought to Aspen,
where he will stand trial
for the murder of Terry Bell,
whom authorities claim was abducted
from the Pinewood Ski
Resort last Christmas.
(chains jingling)
- All right, Ted, let's get
these chains off you, buddy.
- All right, Randy. Thanks.
- You seem kind of excited this morning.
Cooking up something
for your defense, huh?
- [Ted] Yeah, I got a few ideas.
- [Randy] Let's get the
legs off real quick.
- [Ted] Hey, Randy.
- [Randy] Yeah, Ted, what's goin' on?
- Why do women wear
makeup and use perfume?
- I don't know. Why, Ted?
- Because they're ugly and they stink.
(Randy chuckles)
- For your sake, I sure hope
you've thought this through.
You know the old saying:
"An attorney that represents himself
has a fool for a client."
- Yeah.
That's what I've heard.
Thanks, man.
- Good luck now, buddy.
After you.
Hey, Ted.
I'm gonna have a smoke in the hall, okay?
- Okay.
- Bastard!
(dramatic music)
Bundy's loose! I repeat, Bundy's loose!
Bundy's loose!
- Bundy jumped out of
this second story window
at the front of the Pitkin
County courthouse this morning.
Witnesses say he left in a hurry.
However, nobody saw him open the window.
And he escaped clean in
an unknown direction.
(dramatic music cont.)
(Lee screams)
(gasps)
Oh my God! Oh my God, this is so terrible!
- It's okay.
(Lee sobbing)
Oh, God. How could I do it?
- You didn't know.
- How could I have ever touched him?
(woman shushing)
Oh my God.
- It's okay.
- Oh my God!
(suspenseful music)
- Hi, Ted.
Welcome back.
(dramatic music)
(people chattering)
(woman yelps)
(woman panting and moaning)
(man grunting)
- Oh, God. (moaning)
Oh, Ted.
(Ted grunts)
Oh, Ted.
(woman groaning)
(Ted chuckles)
(both panting)
(people chattering indistinctly)
- If I didn't have this
visit to look forward to,
I think I'd go insane.
- I tried to come last week,
but you know, with Christmas and all,
I just couldn't find the time.
- No, it's okay.
- Did you get the money I sent?
- Yeah, thanks.
I'm gonna pay you back.
- I know you will.
Just as soon as we get
you out of this place.
- Yeah.
We'll see.
They wanna kill me.
- What are you talking
about? Who wants to kill you?
- They're moving my trial
to Colorado Springs.
- I don't understand.
- They're asking for the death penalty.
They don't think they've got justice
unless they kill somebody.
- But their case is so weak.
- They framed me once,
they can frame me again.
- Okay, Bundy, wrap it up.
- Okay.
Look, I'm sorry.
I haven't seen you in two weeks
and here I am talking about myself.
How are you? How was Christmas?
- Oh, it was good.
I liked seeing my parents.
- What they must think of me.
- Don't worry about it.
I'm here and I love you, bunny.
And soon...
Very soon, we're gonna be together, okay?
- Yeah.
- Come on, Bundy, let's go.
- Whatever happens, just
know that I love you.
- [Woman] I love you.
(unsettling music)
- [Reporter] Theodore Robert
Bundy, believed by authorities
to be the worst mass
murderer in U.S. history,
and who some investigators
are saying is responsible
for up to 150 brutal sex
murders throughout the country,
has escaped from custody
for the second time.
One detective familiar with the case
is warning the public that Bundy
should be considered extremely dangerous
and that it's only a matter of time
before he Kills again.
(unsettling music cont.)
(dog barking)
- Lord have mercy.
Listen, mister, whatever
you're selling, I ain't buying.
- I'm here about the ad in the paper.
You still got that room for rent?
- No offense, but you don't much look like
you'd know what to do with
a room if'n you had one.
- I got money. Right here.
- Mama!
Mama!
- All right, what the hell
are you carrying on about?
- Mama, this here is...
- Chris Hagen.
- Mama, this here is Chris.
And he'd like to rent a room.
He gives me his word he can pay.
Hell, I'd give a dog the
best room in the house
he had the money to pay for it. (laughs)
Cash.
- Yes, ma'am.
You won't regret it.
- Yeah.
And don't be botherin' me anymore.
(dogs barking)
(electricity crackling)
(engine cranking)
- I couldn't believe it.
I mean, I know we haven't
been dating that long,
but I at least expect him
to buy me something for Christmas.
- He didn't give you anything?
- Sure, he gave me something.
It's the only thing he's
been trying to give me
all year long.
- What are you talking about?
- You know what I mean.
- No, I don't.
- Tell you what, a few more of those
and I will just tell
you all about it, girl.
- Good evening, ladies.
Would you like to help me
finish my pitcher of beer?
- We love being helpful.
- Great.
I'm Chris.
- Howdy, Chris. I'm Vicky.
This is my sister, Lara.
- Sisters, huh?
- Sorority sisters.
- Right.
So, obvious question, I know, but, uh...
what are your majors?
- You know, I haven't quite decided yet.
- Mine's pre-law.
- Pre-law? (laughs)
That's a total waste of time.
- What kind of thing is that to say?
You know what? I'm outta here.
- Where are you going?
- See ya.
- I don't think your sister likes me.
- No, she's just not really
good in social situations.
She'll be all right.
So, are you a teacher here?
- Yeah.
Yeah, I am.
If you'll excuse me.
- No excuse.
(slow saxophone music)
(both laughing)
- Wasn't tonight fun?
- Yes.
(knocking on door)
- Come in!
- Hey, what are you guys doing?
- What does it look like we're doing?
- Right.
I met the biggest creep
at the bar tonight.
- Ooh.
- Anyway, I just came to say goodnight.
- Okay. Goodnight.
- Goodnight, Lara!
(both laughing)
(girl squeals)
(suspenseful music)
(dog barking)
(floorboards creaking)
(clock ticking)
(door latch clicks)
(hinges squeaking)
(suspenseful music cont.)
(blows thudding)
(suspenseful music)
(blow thuds)
(dog continues barking)
(blows thudding)
(car horn honking)
- Goodnight.
See you tomorrow.
(suspenseful music cont.)
Asshole!
Jesus.
(girl screaming)
- Some fucked up shit.
(police siren wailing)
- How you doin', Randy?
- Tell you what, Chris, it's
a crazy world we're livin'in.
- No argument there.
(police siren wailing)
- Hear about that psycho last night?
Went and killed two girls
and then beat two others half to death.
Less than a mile from here.
- Yep, I heard about that.
- Why would somebody do
a thing like that for?
- I wish I knew.
I mean...
Goddamn.
- Well, I guess some people
are just compelled to Kill.
- I'm compelled to hit my mama
over the head just about every day,
but I don't do it, god damn it.
- But still, you gotta
admire the guy who did it.
Get in there like that, have
his way with those girls
and then get away.
Takes cunning and guts.
- I ought to smack you in the mouth
for saying something like that!
- I'm just saying, man --
- Aw, fuck you!
(door slams)
(siren wails)
- You're right, Randy.
Fuck me.
(girl humming)
Hey, little girl, what's your name?
- [Suzanne] Suzanne.
- Suzanne, there's a --
there's been a bit of an accident.
Your father's been hurt.
- My dad?
- Yeah.
He asked me to come get you.
- Is he okay? Where is he?
- Uh, he's close to here.
Yeah, he's gonna be okay.
- Well, what happened?
- Well, he had a little accident and...
Here, why don't you get in.
- Is he okay?
(unsettling music)
(Ted grunting)
- Fuck, fuck.
Fuck. (groaning)
Fuck! (yelling)
Fuck!
(Ted yelling)
(unsettling music)
(moaning) God.
(pants) She's dead.
Oh, I'm coming. (moaning)
(unsettling music cont.)
Fuck.
(police radio chattering indistinctly)
(Ted panting)
(unsettling music cont.)
(Ted grunting)
You should've killed me.
(unsettling music cont.)
- It is further ordered
that on such scheduled date,
that you be put to death
by a current of electricity
sufficient to cause your immediate death.
And such current of
electricity shall continue
to pass through your
body until you are dead.
(solemn music)
- I can tell you that
everything's moving ahead
with plans for the execution at 7:00 a.m.
Bundy was offered a last
meal about 40 minutes ago.
He was offered steak and
eggs and he refused it.
Prison officials are now
preparing to shave his head
and prepare him for
execution at seven o'clock.
- I would like to go right
in there and see him fry.
S Hey, goodbye -
- Burn.
- Ready for him to die.
- Snap, crackle, pop, buddy.
(men chuckling)
- Justice. Justice is gonna be
served at seven o'clock, bud.
(crowd chattering)
- I don't want to die,
I'm not gonna lie to you.
(somber music)
I admit that.
And I'm not asking for clemency.
I'm not asking for forgiveness.
I'm not asking for sympathy.
| Know they're gonna
Kill me sooner or later.
You don't need to worry about that, but...
there's a lot of crimes I could solve
if the state could just
see fit to let me live
for two or three years longer.
I mean...
(somber music cont.)
Look, I know I'm not like other people.
I know I can't...
feel sympathy for other people.
But I'm still human.
And then I cut her head off with a hacksaw
and I took it home with me.
(Ted chuckles)
I mean, there's so much
more to me than this guy
that goes around doing those crazy things.
So much more.
(electricity crackling)
- Yea, though I walk through
the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for thou art with me.
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table for me
in the presence of mine enemies.
Thou a no in test my head with oil.
My cup runneth over.
Surely, goodness and mercy will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house
of the Lord forever and ever.
Amen, Ted. Amen.
Amen, Ted.
Hallelujah.
(tense music)
- Hello, Ted.
- Now, you take it easy now, Ted.
And just...you just
keep your mind on Jesus.
- It's time, Ted.
Come on out now.
Got a couple things to take care of.
Now, either you come out,
or we'll come in and getcha.
- Don't make us come
in there, Ted, come on.
- [Officer] Come on.
(Ted whimpers)
- Take it easy, now.
Take it easy, now. It's all right.
Take it easy, now.
All right.
(tense music cont.)
- What's he doing?
- Don't you worry about him.
- Ted, listen to me, okay? Listen.
I want you to stay real
still for me, all right?
Can you do that?
(clippers buzzing)
(Ted sobbing)
- This okay, Uncle Bob?
- God damn it, how long
you been practicing that?
- All right, there you go, Ted.
You're all done, okay?
You look beautiful.
- What's that for?
- That's to stuff your butt.
So you don't mess yourself.
- What are you talking about?
- Ain't nothin' to be ashamed of.
They all do it.
You will, too.
Now...drop them pants.
- No.
- Come on, Ted, don't make
it any harder than it is.
- Come on, Ted.
- No!
- Come on.
- No! No!
- Come on.
(Ted groaning)
- Just relax, now.
- If you relax,
it'll be a lot easier, okay?
(Ted yells)
Take it easy.
(Ted yells)
Take it easy. Try to breathe.
(Ted yells)
Just try to breathe.
- Is this okay, Uncle Bob?
- Yeah, that's good, Wesley.
Keep it comin'.
(Ted yells)
Feels good, doesn't it?
Boy. Oh, got cotton balls.
(Ted screams)
Oh, no! (screams)
- Just relax.
- More, Uncle Bob?
- Just like that, boy.
- Stop! Oh, God!
(solemn music)
- Come on, now. We're gonna stand up, now.
Come on.
You're all right. Just
breathe deep, breathe deep.
All right now, son.
Come on, now.
Stand up.
Hold up, hold on.
We got one more little,
itty-bitty thing to do now.
- It's for your own good, Ted.
We're good.
- That's a good boy.
That's a good boy, huh?
Now, you ready?
We don't want to keep
your fans waitin', do we?
Come on.
Come on.
(eerie, pulsing music)
(eerie, pulsing music cont.)
(eerie, pulsing music cont.)
- Theodore Robert Bundy,
do you have a final
statement you'd like to make
before the sentence of
the court is carried out?
- Yes.
Tell my family I love them.
Tell them...
(tense music)
(electricity humming)
(chair rattling)
(power shutoff clanks)
(solemn music)
(solemn music cont.)
- [Reporter] Authorities said that Bundy
spent the night weeping and praying.
Then at 7:00 a.m., he was
moved to the electric chair.
- That's it, that's it. That's it.
(crowd cheering)
- Theodore Bundy was
executed at 7:16 this morning
in the electric chair
at Florida State Prison.
He was executed for the murder
of 12-year-old Kimberly Leach
of Lake City, Florida.
You know, he was also
under sentence of death
for the murder of two
young women in Tallahassee.
Everything was carried
out according to the book.
- [Reporter] What will happen to the body?
- [Man] The body will be taken
to a funeral home in Gainesville.
(solemn music)
- Finally.
- I can't believe it.
I was with him for years.
But I never knew him. I
never knew him at all.
- Who was that guy?
Who was Ted Bundy?
(solemn music)
- I'm Ted Bundy.
- I'm Ted Bundy.
- I'm Ted Bundy.
- I'm Ted Bundy. (giggles)
(solemn music cont.)
(child giggling)
(somber orchestral music)
(somber orchestral music)
(upbeat music)
La lalala la la la
La la
La lalala la la la
La la
La lalala la la la
La la
La lalala la la la
La la
La lalala la la la
(upbeat music cont.)
La lalala la la la
La la
La lalala la la la
La la
La lalala la la la
La la
La lalala la la la
La la
Moshi, moshi
Moshi, moshi
Moshi, moshi
Moshi, moshi
Moshi, moshi
Moshi, moshi
Moshi, moshi
Moshi, moshi
Everybody
Moshi, moshi
(upbeat music cont.)
La lalala la la la
La la
La lalala la la la
La la
La lalala la la la
La la
La lalala la la la
La la
I Moshi, moshi, moshi, moshi
Moshi, moshi
Moshi, moshi
Just a moment
Ring, ring
Ring, ring
La lalala la la la
La la
La lalala la la la
La la
La lalala la la la
La la
La lalala la la la
La lalala la la la
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La la
Moshi, moshi, moshi, moshi
Moshi, moshi
Moshi, moshi
(plaintive guitar music)
(plaintive music cont.)
(plaintive music cont.)
- Hi, there.
Hi, there. My name's Ted.
Nice to meet ya.
Hi, there.
My name's Ted.
Nice to meet you.
(Ted making odd mouth sounds)
Hi, there. My name's Ted.
Nice to meet ya.
(plaintive music cont.)
(dog barking)
(plaintive music cont.)
(distorted guitar music)
(women chattering faintly)
- Now, the sociopath represents
a different set of problems
for the mental health worker.
For the sociopath does not suffer
from the sort of repressed impulses
that the neurotic patient needs
to examine and to recognize.
He will lie, he will cheat, even Kill
to attain his ends.
And not even the prospect
of swift and sure punishment
will deter him from his
path to gratification.
(upbeat music)
(upbeat music cont.)
(upbeat music cont.)
(upbeat music cont.)
(pulsing electronic music)
(people chattering and laughing faintly)
(pulsing electro-jazz music)
- Four beers, please.
- Want to dance?
- Oh, I just got here.
But thanks anyway.
(electronic dance music)
- Come on, dance with me.
I won't bite, I promise.
You won't regret it.
(electronic dance music cont.)
Are you a student?
- Uh-huh.
- Me too.
- Groovy.
(electronic dance music)
- [Woman] Whoo!
Uh, thanks.
- Sure.
(slow, moody music)
(girls laughing)
- I am so drunk I am hallucinating.
(slow, moody music)
(tense orchestral music)
(dog barking in the distance)
- Aw, hell. You again?
(Ted panting and grunting)
(Ted groaning)
- Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck!
Shit!
Fuck!
(woman yelps)
(blow thudding)
(woman screaming)
(woman crying)
(Ted laughing)
(Ted laughing)
(phone ringing)
- This better be good, Ted.
- I just needed to hear your voice.
- It's four in the morning.
- I know, Lee.
I've been hitting the books
so hard, I lost track of time.
- I haven't heard from
you in nearly a week.
- I've been studying, Lee. I'm sorry.
- Yes, I know you've been studying.
But God, I just...I hate the
way you make me feel sometimes.
- I need to see you.
- You only want to see me
when it's convenient for you.
Why can't you just be honest?
You don't really love me, not really.
If you did, you would call.
- Lee, I just...
I just need to hold you.
(foreboding music)
- Then why don't you come over right now?
I'll make you something to eat.
- How 'bout tomorrow, Lee?
I'm really tired.
- First, tell me what I need to hear.
- I love you, Lee.
And I haven't been seeing anyone else.
Now, get some sleep, okay?
(birds chirping)
- You can't hide from me, Ted.
- Ted!
- Hey, cutie pie.
How are ya?
- Whoa.
- Ooh, no.
- No
- Look, mommy, it's almost in outer space.
- It sure is, hon.
- Hmm...
- Make it come back.
- Well, I can't do that.
Did you ever hear the
story about the little girl
who was holding a balloon
and a gust of wind came along
and carried her away?
- That never happened.
- Yes, it did.
- You're just being silly.
- No, I'm not being silly.
(soft, serene music)
I'm not. (barking)
(girl yelling)
- Get off!
- [Ted] I'll show you, silly.
I gotcha.
I gotcha! I gotcha!
(Ted laughing)
- Be careful.
- If I had 1/10th her energy,
school would be a breeze.
- She's just showing off for you.
- Yeah, I seem to have
that effect on women.
- Oh, no, she really adores you, Ted.
So do I
- And I adore you, Lee.
- So, one day, maybe I
won't have to share you
with so many women.
- You're so stupid.
- Yeah, I may be stupid,
but not so stupid to think
you don't have plenty of other admirers.
- Yeah, Lee.
I have admirers, but just
because someone admires me
doesn't mean I'm sleeping with them.
- Look, look, I don't want
to start an argument, okay?
I was just hoping we could
commit to each other.
Like really commit, Ted.
- We are committed.
And I love you, so can
we just focus on that?
- Really?
- Yeah. Really.
- (moans) What's that?
- What?
- Look.
(Lee gasps)
What's that?
- Did you steal this, Ted?
- (laughs) No.
- Ted!
What, it's not like it's the first time
it's ever happened, huh?
- Just -- just
keep your voice down, okay?
- Why, you afraid somebody might find out
the wonderful Ted Bundy's a thief?
- You tell anyone and I will
break your fucking neck,
you hear me?
- No. Take it back. Give it
to one of your other girls!
- I didn't steal the watch, Lee!
Jesus.
- Look.
Listen to me.
You have a future.
And you've worked so hard.
What do you think is going
to happen to that future
if you get caught stealing, huh?
- Yeah, right.
- Why do you talk like this?
- It's easy. Because first,
I flunked out of law school
and now I'm flunking psychology.
- Ted, why didn't you tell me?
- I don't know, I just..
- Look, there's still two
months left in the semester
and I can still help you. But
if you just give up, Ted...
- Look, I didn't steal the watch.
I just wanted to get
something nice for my gal.
Show my appreciation.
After all you've done for me,
all the money you've given
me to stay in school,
I figured it was the least I could do.
- It's a beautiful watch, Ted.
Thank you.
I'm sorry I ever doubted you.
- [Ted] Is it good?
- Yes.
- Is it good?
- Yeah.
- Let's try something else.
- What?
- Come on, flip over.
- No! No, you know I don't like that.
It's disgusting.
- Lee, it's just another way to make love.
- No, it has nothing to do with love.
It's just...it's dirty.
- Lee, sex is only dirty
when you do it right.
- Let's just do it regular.
- Okay. Fine.
We'll do it regular.
- Okay.
- Okay?
- Yeah, okay.
- 'Cause that's what feels
like love, right? Yeah?
That feel like love?
Yeah? Good.
How 'bout that?
- Ted!
- Does that feel like love? Huh?
Does that feel like love?
- Ted!
- What about this?
Does that feel like love?
- Oh, you're choking me!
- That's what love feels like to me, Lee!
- No, Ted! (gasping)
(coughing) What, are you nuts?
- I gotta go.
- No. I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- No, it's fine, Lee.
It's fine.
- Am I gonna see you tomorrow?
- Yeah. I'm at the crisis
center from 11:00 to 3:00.
I'll call you when I'm done.
- [girl on phone] I remember
it was my birthday that day
and afterwards, when
all the kids went home,
he, um, came up into my room
and made me put it in my mouth.
- He put it in your mouth?
- [girl on phone] Yeah.
I didn't want him to be all mad again.
I wanted to make him happy.
- Did you tell anyone?
- [girl on phone] Yeah, my mother.
But she didn't believe me.
And if she did, she just
looked the other way.
- You must have a lot
of anger towards her.
- [girl on phone] I don't
know. She's dead now.
- [girl on phone] You still there, Ted?
- Mm-hmm, I'm still here.
- [girl on phone] Well, tell me one thing.
Why are men such assholes?
- Well, I think you just
haven't met the right guy.
- [girl on phone] You
sound like one of those
right kind of guys.
- Thank you, Karen.
Look, Karen, one day, you'll find a love
that's deeper and more meaningful
than anything you've ever imagined.
- [Karen] God. Do you
really think so, Ted?
- I know so.
- [Karen] Do you think
we could talk again, Ted?
I gotta go to work now.
- Uh-huh. Anytime, okay?
- [Karen] Okay.
- Take care, Karen.
- (laughs) All right.
- And don't do anything crazy.
- [Karen] All right.
(dog barking)
(door hinges creaking)
(clock ticking)
(blow thuds)
(blows thudding)
(Ted grunting)
(doorbell rings)
- Where have you been? Huh?
You said you were gonna
call and you didn't.
Ted?
Ted. Oh, my God!
Are you okay? What's wrong?
Are you sick?
- Actually, I'm really hungry.
(Lee sighs)
- You really were hungry, huh?
- Yep.
- Whatcha thinkin' about?
- The future.
How I want things to turn out.
- How do you want things to turn out?
- Well, I guess we could
start with the basic premise
that whoever dies with the most toys wins.
- [Lee] Okay. You want a lot of toys.
What else?
- Good job. Nice clothes.
New car.
All the things I didn't have growing up.
Maybe go into politics. I
still haven't given up on that.
- [Lee] Mm-hmm.
- But mostly, I just want to be normal.
- What? You don't think you're normal?
- I'm trying to be.
- Oh, Ted...
(somber music)
- I'm really trying to be.
(door latch clicks)
(suspenseful music)
Don't make a sound. You understand?
(woman whimpers)
Yes? Okay, now get up.
Get up.
- What do you want?
- Shut up and listen.
Cooperate and everything's gonna be okay.
Otherwise, I'm gonna Kill you.
- Okay.
- Do you believe me?
- Yeah.
- Good. Now, I just broke
into your apartment.
(Ted grunts)
(blow thuds)
Why do you want to believe me?
(people chattering)
(dog whining and panting)
(car engine starts)
(Lee laughs)
- A drink?
- Oh, yeah.
Whoa. Nice TV.
- Yeah, it's a gift from my parents.
They're cool, huh?
- Yeah.
So when do I get to meet your folks?
Oh, they look like nice people.
- They are nice people.
- So what's the problem?
- Who said there was a problem?
- What, do I embarrass you?
(Ted scoffs)
Huh?
- You're the most paranoid
woman I ever met.
- No, well, you've met my parents.
- Yeah, and someday, you'll meet mine.
- Someday?
- Don't start, Lee. Jesus.
- No, it's just...if there's a problem,
I want to know about it.
- Yes, there's a problem.
But just because there's a problem
doesn't mean that you're the center of it.
- Come on, please, just tell me.
I don't want there to be any
secrets between us. Please?
- I'm illegitimate.
- That's it?
- I'm a bastard.
- Oh.
That's an ugly word and
it should be removed
from the English language.
- Maybe so, but it's still true.
- Stop saying that.
Don't ever, ever, ever say that.
- Imagine being five
years old and finding out
that your sister is really your mother.
- Okay, that would be a little weird.
- Yeah, and then being 17 and finding out
that your father's not your father.
- Well, they still loved you, didn't they?
- Yes, they loved me.
Of course they loved me.
- Yeah. Who could not love you?
- [Ted] Ah, damn.
- Ah.
Whenever I see anybody
carrying that many books,
they're studying to be a doctor.
- Yeah, well, in this
case, it's law school.
- Hmm. Well, those aren't law books.
- No, these are for everything else.
Is there any chance I can get you
to help me carry these to my car?
I'm basically helpless with this cast.
- Well, okay.
But if I need any legal
advice, you owe me one.
- It's a deal.
Just, uh, over here.
- Okay.
- I hope this isn't gonna
make you late for class.
- No, it's fine.
- If you could just, uh, put
them on the floor right there.
- [Woman] Okay.
(blow thuds)
- The Killer came in from the night.
- Just what this town needs, a
psycho Killer running around.
- Well, don't look at me.
I didn't do it.
- I think we can rule you
out as a suspect, Ted.
- I can't wait to see what
the son of a bitch looks like.
- You really think it's
just one guy responsible?
- You know, what the police
say and what they really think
are often two completely different things.
- Yeah, that's what I think.
I think that they hold a lot of stuff back
so that there's stuff only
the perpetrator knows.
- Do you think those women
could still be alive?
- No way. They're way dead. (laughs)
- Ted, this is a party.
No one wants to talk about this.
- Oh, really, Lee?
What subjects can we talk about?
- Actually, I think it's fascinating.
- Well, I think its sick and disgusting.
- Well, certainly murder
is aberrant behavior,
but I mean, the psychology
that motivates it
is really quite interesting,
don't you think?
- Totally.
- I think I need a refill.
- I'm sorry. I'm Betty.
- Hi, Betty. I'm Ted.
- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you, too.
(upbeat pop music)
(guests chattering)
- Lee, right?
- That's me.
- I'm Beverly from the crisis center.
You know, I work with
Ted at the crisis center.
- Oh, right. Hi.
- Oh, he is doing really great.
He has an amazing knack with the callers.
He always knows the
exact right thing to say.
- Yep, he sure has a way
with people, all right.
(suspenseful music)
(woman whimpering)
- Oh my God!
Please don't hurt me.
- I'm not gonna hurt you.
- What do you want?
- I just want you to listen to me.
Pay me a little bit of attention.
See, girls like you,
they don't pay attention
to guys like me.
Guys who don't come from good families.
Who don't go to top schools,
or drive fancy cars.
(woman whimpers)
Shut up and listen!
God!
Don't get me wrong.
I'm not some "share the wealth"
type of pinko creep or something.
- Don't do this to me.
- In fact, I'm a Republican.
I worked on a number of campaigns
and one day, I'm gonna be governor.
You don't even believe me, do you?
You probably just think
I'm some kind of loser.
Well, maybe you're right.
Maybe I'm not so important out there,
but here, I'm in charge.
Here, I'm in control.
Because this is the court of Ted!
What I say here is law!
You get the picture?
(woman screams)
(Ted mocking woman's cries)
Do I have your attention now?
And Julie's staying with
your parents for how long?
- All month.
I was kind of hoping maybe
we could spend some time together alone
before you went off back to law school.
- I told you a thousand times,
you can come with me if you want to.
- Your enthusiasm isn't
exactly overwhelming, Ted.
- Hey, you gotta make your own decision.
I mean, if things don't work out,
I don't want it to be my fault.
- I don't want to argue, okay?
I am just saying, we both know the reason
why I am not going with you to Salt Lake.
- Mm-hmm.
And what is it?
- You don't want me to go.
- You know, you're giving me a headache.
- Is she going with you?
- Is who going with me?
- That woman at the party.
The one you were talking to
that thought murderers
were oh so fascinating.
- You're certifiable, you know that?
You're 100% certifiable.
- That's right, Ted, just dismiss it.
Treat me like I'm crazy.
Anybody with the audacity to disagree
with the great Ted Bundy
has to be crazy, right?
- What the hell?
Asshole!
You're such a fucking jerk.
- [Ted] Look, I don't
know why you're so upset.
It was a joke.
- Where are my keys?
- [Ted] Don't ask me.
- What the hell are these?
- I don't know. I've
never seen them before.
(foreboding music)
Who's a pretty girl?
You are.
You're the pretty girl.
Yeah, you are.
(knock on door)
Who is it?
- [Lee] It's me.
- Just a minute.
- Look, I don't want to fight.
I just want us to enjoy our time together
before you have to leave.
Now, is that so much to ask?
- No. Nothing would make me happier.
(both laughing)
- Mm, what's that smell? Whew.
- I left a bologna sandwich
out on the kitchen counter.
- Well, it stinks.
- Mm-hmm.
Sorry.
- Oh, God, I love kissing you.
- Hmm, me too.
- What?
What?
- I have an idea.
- Oh, no.
What has that little brain of
yours come up with this time?
- It's just something I want to try.
- What?
- Have you ever heard of
a thing called submission?
- Well, I thought that's what I was doing
every time I opened my legs.
- Is that what it feels like to you?
- Sometimes.
- But did you ever think there might be
a little bit more to sex
than just opening your legs?
- I just want to make love.
- So, hmm, what could be more loving
than having me take total control?
- Okay.
Just make sure it doesn't hurt.
- It's not gonna hurt.
- And it doesn't make me
feel degraded, either.
- Will you stop worrying?
- Oh, God, Ted, I just
want to make you happy.
(Ted grunting)
- Goddamn it!
- I hope you're having
fun, 'cause I'm not.
- All right.
All right.
Um. All right, don't talk.
Don't move. Don't even breathe.
- What?
- What, you can't
pretend that you're dead?
- You serious?
- Yes, I'm serious!
Just give it a fucking try, okay?
- Okay! I love you, Ted, and
if that's what you want --
I want it.
Do it.
Okay, open your eyes.
Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah. Fuck you, bitch!
Fuck you, bitch!
(Ted grunting)
(people chattering)
Hi.
Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother you,
but, uh, I was wondering
if you could help me out.
- Help you out with what?
- Uh, with my sailboat.
I hate asking, but, uh,
I basically can't do
anything with this cast.
I'll take you for a ride
in it, if you'd like.
Please? Pretty please?
- Okay, okay.
Just don't beg.
- Sure.
It's, uh, right over this way.
I'm Ted. What's your name?
- Shawn.
- Hi, Shawn.
- Hey! I thought you needed
help unloading your sailboat.
- Yeah, it's at my folk's
place, just up the hill.
Didn't I mention that?
- No.
- Well, is that a problem?
- Mm, I guess not.
- Great.
Hop in.
(engine revs)
- Don't touch me!
- You know what?
I hope you're not gonna
act like this all day.
- Well, if you don't start
with me, I'll be fine.
- Are you on the rag or something?
- Shut up!
- Goddamn lemmings.
Look at them all. They
fester like a bunch of rats.
- If they're all rats and lemmings,
then what does that make us?
(man groans)
I like how you make me do all the work.
- Hey, I brought the cooler down.
- Whatever.
Where is everybody?
- They could be anywhere.
- Well, shouldn't we go look for them?
- Right now, I just want to drink my beer.
- Fine.
- Wh-whoa, where do
you think you're going?
- I gotta pee.
Is that okay, your lordship?
- Jesus.
- Excuse me.
Uh, I'm sorry to bother you,
but is there any chance
you could help me out with something?
- Help you out with what?
- Well, with my sailboat.
Um, see, I'm having trouble unloading it
with this stupid cast here
and I'd really appreciate
it if you'd give me a hand.
(tense music)
(woman gasps)
(car engine rumbling)
(woman grunts)
(both screaming)
(Ted laughs)
Okay, that was a mistake, bitch.
I'll be right back, kitten.
(woman crying)
(suspenseful music)
(woman whimpering)
(suspenseful music cont.)
(woman screaming)
(body thuds)
Hi, again.
(woman screaming)
(woman sobbing)
(Ted grunting)
(woman screams)
- [Woman] Get off!
(Ted laughing)
(woman screaming)
(rock thuds)
- Are you ready for some fun, kitten?
(laughs) Give me that.
Thank you, munchkin.
Well, guess this is it.
Won't be seeing you for
a while, little one.
- I don't want you to go.
When you're here, it's
like we're a family.
- Yeah, but I gotta go to college
so I can become a lawyer
and buy lots of nice
things for you and mommy.
- Will you still come see us?
- Mm-hmm.
And you can come visit me, too.
- In Utah?
- You got it.
You be good, okay, munchkin?
- Mm-hmm.
- All right.
(solemn music)
This is it.
- Call me, okay?
- As soon as I get settled.
See you in the funny papers.
- We just found a third body.
- What kind of shape's this one in?
- They're all skeletonized. Nothing good.
Seven heads and three bodies.
Jesus!
(upbeat '70s pop music)
- Thanks for the ride,
I really appreciate it.
- Sure.
- Where you headed?
- Silver Canyon.
How 'bout you?
- Me too.
Are you from around here?
- No.
(laughs) Holy shit. Look at that.
(blow thuds)
("70s pop music cont.)
(woman screams)
(grunts) Fuck you!
Fuck You!
Fuck!
("70s pop music cont.)
Fuck you, bitch!
(Ted groaning)
Excuse me, ma'am.
Ma'am. I'm Officer Roseland
with the Murray Police Department.
I'm sorry to bother you,
but it looks like somebody's
broken into your car.
- What?
- Yeah, I'm sorry, ma'am,
you're gonna need to come with me.
- Do you have any identification?
I mean...
- Ma'am.
- I mean, how did you know it was my car?
- Well, what kind of a car do you drive?
- Green imperial.
- I'm sorry, but that's the one.
- Fuck!
Mom's gonna kill me if
anything happened to that.
It's still locked. It
hasn't even been touched.
- I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you
to file a report, ma'am.
- But there is nothing
to report. It's fine.
- Our sub-station's just
around the corner here.
- This is so stupid!
You have, like, the
wrong car or something!
- It's for your own protection, ma'am.
- Your station's back here?
- Oh, it's a substation, ma'am.
It's really just an office.
Our headquarters is a
few blocks from here.
- Well, I hope it smells better than this.
- (laughs) I assure you, ma'am, it does.
We're just to the right, here.
Damn, it's locked.
My partner must have
already taken the guy in.
- What guy?
- The one who broke into your car.
- But nobody broke into my car, so --
- Sorry, ma'am, I'm
going to have to ask you
to accompany me to the station.
- In this?
It's the dumbest looking
cop car I've ever seen.
- It's a civilian car, ma'am.
Department budget only goes so far.
- Oh, great.
The police station's not over this way.
What the fuck are you doing? Fuck.
Fuck!
What the fuck! What
the fuck are you doing?
What the fuck are you doing?
You son of a bitch!
What the fuck are you doing, you fuck?
I'll fucking kill you!
- [Ted] Oh, fuck. Fuck.
(Ted groaning)
I'm gonna fuckin' kill you!
- Don't fucking move, or
I will blow your head off!
You hear me?
- Yes.
- Are you gonna be a good little girl?
- Yes.
- Huh?
- Yes!
Fuck.
- Jesus.
(woman grunts)
Fuck!
(tires screeching)
- [Woman] Open up!
- God!
Stupid, stupid, stupid!
Ted, don't mess around!
Ted, hit her in the head!
(soft R&B music)
(group chattering)
- Bye. See ya later.
- Hey.
- Oh my God!
You scared me to death.
- Here, let me get that for you.
- Oh, thank you. That's so sweet.
- Don't mention it.
Wow, you're just a kid, aren't you?
- No, I'm actually almost 18.
- I didn't mean to
insult you, it's just...
No, forget it.
- Wait.
- Yeah?
- I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to sound like such a bitch.
I just, you know, I don't
like when people say
I'm like some kind of baby or anything.
- That's okay, kid. Forget it.
- Boy, you're batting
a thousand, aren't you?
- Look, I'm sorry.
I don't mean to be a jerk.
It's just that when I first
saw you, I got kinda turned on.
But now that I can see how young you are,
no offense intended there, either,
but...well, let's just say
that I'm too old for you
and leave it at that.
- Well, you may be too old for me,
but that still doesn't make me a kid.
- Good point.
(blows thudding)
(bells jingling)
("Jingle Bells" plays)
- Another one? Okay.
What is it?
- Oh, boy, look at this!
- Oh, is it a boy or girl?
- It's a girl.
- We know.
- [Ted] You must have been
a really good girl for Santa
to bring you all these presents.
- Uh-huh, I was.
- Okay, well, let's see what's next.
Why don't you try this one?
- Oh my gosh!
- I know.
- Just what you needed!
- Thank you!
- You're welcome.
("Jingle Bells" cont.)
- Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
Jesus, mister.
What is it, your heart or something?
(Ted groaning)
(jazz music playing)
(siren wailing)
(jazz music cont.)
- (chuckles) Sorry, officer --
- You stop right there.
- I didn't see you back --
- Now!
Put your hands above your head!
- Okay, no problem.
- [Officer] Turn around!
Put your hands on your head.
- All right.
You don't need to explain the law to me.
I go to law school.
- [Detective] Yeah, we checked
that out and you sure do.
- And I worked on the Thompson
for Governor campaign,
you can ask him about me.
- A law student active in politics.
But what's a groovy guy
like you driving around
with a rape kit in his car?
- Look, I told you, it's not a rape Kit.
I can explain to you every
single thing you found in there.
- I don't know, Ted. (laughs)
A nylon stocking mask with eye slits,
a hacksaw, a crowbar with
duct tape around the handle,
a knife, a rope, handcuffs,
lock-picking tools?
So far, you haven't explained anything.
- I think I've explained
things pretty well.
- Well, let me ask you
something else. Okay, Ted?
- Look, it's your show, dig it?
Knock yourself out.
- Great.
So, um, you ever hear of
a girl named Tina Gabler?
- No.
- Well, that's funny.
She saw your picture and she insists
that you're the guy
that tried to kidnap her
from the mall a couple months ago.
- Well, she's wrong.
- Well, you wouldn't mind standing
in a lineup then, would you?
- (scoffs) You're wasting your time,
but if it'll make you happy, go ahead.
- Look, why don't we get
back to that stuff later?
I'm gonna read you a list of names
and see if any of them ring a bell, okay?
- Look --
- Just shut up.
Okay, Ted, listen.
Barbara Vincennes?
(soft dramatic music)
Karen Stills?
Suzanne Welch?
Karen Parks?
Brenda Ball?
Patricia Garber?
Miriam Cutler, Shawn Randall?
Lucy Lee, Melissa Smith?
Wendy Fitz, Anita Mintier?
Stephanie Merkson?
Ellen Carter, Betsy Walter, Lynn Adams?
You never heard of any of these women?
- Look, I don't like
the tone of your voice.
This interview's over.
(door buzzes)
(door clangs)
(soft dramatic music cont.)
(cell door slams)
[V.O.] My dearest Lee,
I feel my heart is gonna
break as I write this letter.
Here I sit in a cage,
like some kind of animal.
So much for the humanity of mankind.
The so-called authorities are
continuing to persecute me,
even though their case is a total joke.
They act like I'm
supposed to be remorseful,
even though I've done nothing
to feel remorseful for.
Maybe it's all for the better
(Lee sobbing)
'Cause it makes me appreciate
our love all the more.
For even if I'm locked in a cage,
I think of the love we have
and I am able to be free,
if only for a moment.
I know I haven't always treated
you the way you deserve,
but I'm only a man and
sometimes, it's just so hard.
But all that melts in the face of the love
as strong as the love I feel for you.
(Lee sniffling)
Ever lovin', Ted.
(Lee sobbing)
- [Lee] I want to talk
to you about something.
- [Ted] Sure.
- [Lee] Please don't think that I'm trying
to add to your problems here, okay?
I mean, I know you've got
a lot on your mind lately.
Okay?
- Okay.
- Okay, and the years
that we've been together,
I have been completely faithful to you,
an honor that you haven't
always reciprocated.
Even here in prison, I've been willing
to give you the benefit of the doubt.
But when I hear on TV
that you've got some
girlfriend coming visiting you,
that's when I have to ask
myself, "What am I doing here?"
- | s that what this is about?
Look, Lee, that woman is working for me.
She's trying to get me outta here.
I'm in prison, for Christ's sake.
I can't control what they say on TV.
Lee, honey --
- No!
No more "Lee, honey!"
Now, you tell me right now,
is that woman your girlfriend?
- No. You're my girlfriend, Lee.
Now, there's something I need to tell you.
- Okay.
- I'm being charged again.
- What?
- For some girl's murder.
- Some girl?
- Yeah, but their case is totally weak.
They will never get a conviction.
(unsettling music)
- Oh my God.
Oh my God.
No.
- Lee.
Lee!
- [Lee] Get me out of here.
- Lee!
- Theodore Robert Bundy
was taken from his cell
in Colorado State Prison
and brought to Aspen,
where he will stand trial
for the murder of Terry Bell,
whom authorities claim was abducted
from the Pinewood Ski
Resort last Christmas.
(chains jingling)
- All right, Ted, let's get
these chains off you, buddy.
- All right, Randy. Thanks.
- You seem kind of excited this morning.
Cooking up something
for your defense, huh?
- [Ted] Yeah, I got a few ideas.
- [Randy] Let's get the
legs off real quick.
- [Ted] Hey, Randy.
- [Randy] Yeah, Ted, what's goin' on?
- Why do women wear
makeup and use perfume?
- I don't know. Why, Ted?
- Because they're ugly and they stink.
(Randy chuckles)
- For your sake, I sure hope
you've thought this through.
You know the old saying:
"An attorney that represents himself
has a fool for a client."
- Yeah.
That's what I've heard.
Thanks, man.
- Good luck now, buddy.
After you.
Hey, Ted.
I'm gonna have a smoke in the hall, okay?
- Okay.
- Bastard!
(dramatic music)
Bundy's loose! I repeat, Bundy's loose!
Bundy's loose!
- Bundy jumped out of
this second story window
at the front of the Pitkin
County courthouse this morning.
Witnesses say he left in a hurry.
However, nobody saw him open the window.
And he escaped clean in
an unknown direction.
(dramatic music cont.)
(Lee screams)
(gasps)
Oh my God! Oh my God, this is so terrible!
- It's okay.
(Lee sobbing)
Oh, God. How could I do it?
- You didn't know.
- How could I have ever touched him?
(woman shushing)
Oh my God.
- It's okay.
- Oh my God!
(suspenseful music)
- Hi, Ted.
Welcome back.
(dramatic music)
(people chattering)
(woman yelps)
(woman panting and moaning)
(man grunting)
- Oh, God. (moaning)
Oh, Ted.
(Ted grunts)
Oh, Ted.
(woman groaning)
(Ted chuckles)
(both panting)
(people chattering indistinctly)
- If I didn't have this
visit to look forward to,
I think I'd go insane.
- I tried to come last week,
but you know, with Christmas and all,
I just couldn't find the time.
- No, it's okay.
- Did you get the money I sent?
- Yeah, thanks.
I'm gonna pay you back.
- I know you will.
Just as soon as we get
you out of this place.
- Yeah.
We'll see.
They wanna kill me.
- What are you talking
about? Who wants to kill you?
- They're moving my trial
to Colorado Springs.
- I don't understand.
- They're asking for the death penalty.
They don't think they've got justice
unless they kill somebody.
- But their case is so weak.
- They framed me once,
they can frame me again.
- Okay, Bundy, wrap it up.
- Okay.
Look, I'm sorry.
I haven't seen you in two weeks
and here I am talking about myself.
How are you? How was Christmas?
- Oh, it was good.
I liked seeing my parents.
- What they must think of me.
- Don't worry about it.
I'm here and I love you, bunny.
And soon...
Very soon, we're gonna be together, okay?
- Yeah.
- Come on, Bundy, let's go.
- Whatever happens, just
know that I love you.
- [Woman] I love you.
(unsettling music)
- [Reporter] Theodore Robert
Bundy, believed by authorities
to be the worst mass
murderer in U.S. history,
and who some investigators
are saying is responsible
for up to 150 brutal sex
murders throughout the country,
has escaped from custody
for the second time.
One detective familiar with the case
is warning the public that Bundy
should be considered extremely dangerous
and that it's only a matter of time
before he Kills again.
(unsettling music cont.)
(dog barking)
- Lord have mercy.
Listen, mister, whatever
you're selling, I ain't buying.
- I'm here about the ad in the paper.
You still got that room for rent?
- No offense, but you don't much look like
you'd know what to do with
a room if'n you had one.
- I got money. Right here.
- Mama!
Mama!
- All right, what the hell
are you carrying on about?
- Mama, this here is...
- Chris Hagen.
- Mama, this here is Chris.
And he'd like to rent a room.
He gives me his word he can pay.
Hell, I'd give a dog the
best room in the house
he had the money to pay for it. (laughs)
Cash.
- Yes, ma'am.
You won't regret it.
- Yeah.
And don't be botherin' me anymore.
(dogs barking)
(electricity crackling)
(engine cranking)
- I couldn't believe it.
I mean, I know we haven't
been dating that long,
but I at least expect him
to buy me something for Christmas.
- He didn't give you anything?
- Sure, he gave me something.
It's the only thing he's
been trying to give me
all year long.
- What are you talking about?
- You know what I mean.
- No, I don't.
- Tell you what, a few more of those
and I will just tell
you all about it, girl.
- Good evening, ladies.
Would you like to help me
finish my pitcher of beer?
- We love being helpful.
- Great.
I'm Chris.
- Howdy, Chris. I'm Vicky.
This is my sister, Lara.
- Sisters, huh?
- Sorority sisters.
- Right.
So, obvious question, I know, but, uh...
what are your majors?
- You know, I haven't quite decided yet.
- Mine's pre-law.
- Pre-law? (laughs)
That's a total waste of time.
- What kind of thing is that to say?
You know what? I'm outta here.
- Where are you going?
- See ya.
- I don't think your sister likes me.
- No, she's just not really
good in social situations.
She'll be all right.
So, are you a teacher here?
- Yeah.
Yeah, I am.
If you'll excuse me.
- No excuse.
(slow saxophone music)
(both laughing)
- Wasn't tonight fun?
- Yes.
(knocking on door)
- Come in!
- Hey, what are you guys doing?
- What does it look like we're doing?
- Right.
I met the biggest creep
at the bar tonight.
- Ooh.
- Anyway, I just came to say goodnight.
- Okay. Goodnight.
- Goodnight, Lara!
(both laughing)
(girl squeals)
(suspenseful music)
(dog barking)
(floorboards creaking)
(clock ticking)
(door latch clicks)
(hinges squeaking)
(suspenseful music cont.)
(blows thudding)
(suspenseful music)
(blow thuds)
(dog continues barking)
(blows thudding)
(car horn honking)
- Goodnight.
See you tomorrow.
(suspenseful music cont.)
Asshole!
Jesus.
(girl screaming)
- Some fucked up shit.
(police siren wailing)
- How you doin', Randy?
- Tell you what, Chris, it's
a crazy world we're livin'in.
- No argument there.
(police siren wailing)
- Hear about that psycho last night?
Went and killed two girls
and then beat two others half to death.
Less than a mile from here.
- Yep, I heard about that.
- Why would somebody do
a thing like that for?
- I wish I knew.
I mean...
Goddamn.
- Well, I guess some people
are just compelled to Kill.
- I'm compelled to hit my mama
over the head just about every day,
but I don't do it, god damn it.
- But still, you gotta
admire the guy who did it.
Get in there like that, have
his way with those girls
and then get away.
Takes cunning and guts.
- I ought to smack you in the mouth
for saying something like that!
- I'm just saying, man --
- Aw, fuck you!
(door slams)
(siren wails)
- You're right, Randy.
Fuck me.
(girl humming)
Hey, little girl, what's your name?
- [Suzanne] Suzanne.
- Suzanne, there's a --
there's been a bit of an accident.
Your father's been hurt.
- My dad?
- Yeah.
He asked me to come get you.
- Is he okay? Where is he?
- Uh, he's close to here.
Yeah, he's gonna be okay.
- Well, what happened?
- Well, he had a little accident and...
Here, why don't you get in.
- Is he okay?
(unsettling music)
(Ted grunting)
- Fuck, fuck.
Fuck. (groaning)
Fuck! (yelling)
Fuck!
(Ted yelling)
(unsettling music)
(moaning) God.
(pants) She's dead.
Oh, I'm coming. (moaning)
(unsettling music cont.)
Fuck.
(police radio chattering indistinctly)
(Ted panting)
(unsettling music cont.)
(Ted grunting)
You should've killed me.
(unsettling music cont.)
- It is further ordered
that on such scheduled date,
that you be put to death
by a current of electricity
sufficient to cause your immediate death.
And such current of
electricity shall continue
to pass through your
body until you are dead.
(solemn music)
- I can tell you that
everything's moving ahead
with plans for the execution at 7:00 a.m.
Bundy was offered a last
meal about 40 minutes ago.
He was offered steak and
eggs and he refused it.
Prison officials are now
preparing to shave his head
and prepare him for
execution at seven o'clock.
- I would like to go right
in there and see him fry.
S Hey, goodbye -
- Burn.
- Ready for him to die.
- Snap, crackle, pop, buddy.
(men chuckling)
- Justice. Justice is gonna be
served at seven o'clock, bud.
(crowd chattering)
- I don't want to die,
I'm not gonna lie to you.
(somber music)
I admit that.
And I'm not asking for clemency.
I'm not asking for forgiveness.
I'm not asking for sympathy.
| Know they're gonna
Kill me sooner or later.
You don't need to worry about that, but...
there's a lot of crimes I could solve
if the state could just
see fit to let me live
for two or three years longer.
I mean...
(somber music cont.)
Look, I know I'm not like other people.
I know I can't...
feel sympathy for other people.
But I'm still human.
And then I cut her head off with a hacksaw
and I took it home with me.
(Ted chuckles)
I mean, there's so much
more to me than this guy
that goes around doing those crazy things.
So much more.
(electricity crackling)
- Yea, though I walk through
the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for thou art with me.
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table for me
in the presence of mine enemies.
Thou a no in test my head with oil.
My cup runneth over.
Surely, goodness and mercy will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house
of the Lord forever and ever.
Amen, Ted. Amen.
Amen, Ted.
Hallelujah.
(tense music)
- Hello, Ted.
- Now, you take it easy now, Ted.
And just...you just
keep your mind on Jesus.
- It's time, Ted.
Come on out now.
Got a couple things to take care of.
Now, either you come out,
or we'll come in and getcha.
- Don't make us come
in there, Ted, come on.
- [Officer] Come on.
(Ted whimpers)
- Take it easy, now.
Take it easy, now. It's all right.
Take it easy, now.
All right.
(tense music cont.)
- What's he doing?
- Don't you worry about him.
- Ted, listen to me, okay? Listen.
I want you to stay real
still for me, all right?
Can you do that?
(clippers buzzing)
(Ted sobbing)
- This okay, Uncle Bob?
- God damn it, how long
you been practicing that?
- All right, there you go, Ted.
You're all done, okay?
You look beautiful.
- What's that for?
- That's to stuff your butt.
So you don't mess yourself.
- What are you talking about?
- Ain't nothin' to be ashamed of.
They all do it.
You will, too.
Now...drop them pants.
- No.
- Come on, Ted, don't make
it any harder than it is.
- Come on, Ted.
- No!
- Come on.
- No! No!
- Come on.
(Ted groaning)
- Just relax, now.
- If you relax,
it'll be a lot easier, okay?
(Ted yells)
Take it easy.
(Ted yells)
Take it easy. Try to breathe.
(Ted yells)
Just try to breathe.
- Is this okay, Uncle Bob?
- Yeah, that's good, Wesley.
Keep it comin'.
(Ted yells)
Feels good, doesn't it?
Boy. Oh, got cotton balls.
(Ted screams)
Oh, no! (screams)
- Just relax.
- More, Uncle Bob?
- Just like that, boy.
- Stop! Oh, God!
(solemn music)
- Come on, now. We're gonna stand up, now.
Come on.
You're all right. Just
breathe deep, breathe deep.
All right now, son.
Come on, now.
Stand up.
Hold up, hold on.
We got one more little,
itty-bitty thing to do now.
- It's for your own good, Ted.
We're good.
- That's a good boy.
That's a good boy, huh?
Now, you ready?
We don't want to keep
your fans waitin', do we?
Come on.
Come on.
(eerie, pulsing music)
(eerie, pulsing music cont.)
(eerie, pulsing music cont.)
- Theodore Robert Bundy,
do you have a final
statement you'd like to make
before the sentence of
the court is carried out?
- Yes.
Tell my family I love them.
Tell them...
(tense music)
(electricity humming)
(chair rattling)
(power shutoff clanks)
(solemn music)
(solemn music cont.)
- [Reporter] Authorities said that Bundy
spent the night weeping and praying.
Then at 7:00 a.m., he was
moved to the electric chair.
- That's it, that's it. That's it.
(crowd cheering)
- Theodore Bundy was
executed at 7:16 this morning
in the electric chair
at Florida State Prison.
He was executed for the murder
of 12-year-old Kimberly Leach
of Lake City, Florida.
You know, he was also
under sentence of death
for the murder of two
young women in Tallahassee.
Everything was carried
out according to the book.
- [Reporter] What will happen to the body?
- [Man] The body will be taken
to a funeral home in Gainesville.
(solemn music)
- Finally.
- I can't believe it.
I was with him for years.
But I never knew him. I
never knew him at all.
- Who was that guy?
Who was Ted Bundy?
(solemn music)
- I'm Ted Bundy.
- I'm Ted Bundy.
- I'm Ted Bundy.
- I'm Ted Bundy. (giggles)
(solemn music cont.)
(child giggling)
(somber orchestral music)
(somber orchestral music)
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