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When you say goodbye, that'll be the day. When you make me cry, you say you

don't mean it. You know it's a lie, but that'll be the day.

When I die.

Charlie? Young lady?

Hey, Gus.

Where you been?

Thought you were coming out hunting last week. Got screwed up.

I'll do it soon, I promise.

Figured I'd come out here getting a little target practice.

I'll be my guest.

Just don't wake up the corn.

Be real quiet.

Pretty good.

You're getting better.

It's like you're the greatest.

Catch me if you can.

I'm over here.

Know what we should do?

What? Build a cabin.

There's no TV out here.

Yeah, and there's nobody telling us what to do.

What about money?

We couldn't buy anything.

I'll get you some money.

How? By hauling trash seven days a week?

I ain't gonna be hauling trash no more.

What do you want?

Put your hands up.

Put them up!

Don't shoot, please.

I ain't gonna shoot you.

Unless you make me.

I won't.

I promise.

I've got a wife.

With her first baby on the way.

My girl's expecting, too.

That's why I need your money.

Open the safe.

Open the safe.

I can't.

I don't know the combination.

As long as the manager's got it, I swear.

Cash box.

Cash box!

How

much

is there?

About $130 and a bunch of change.

It's not...

don't you?

No.

Don't go lying to me. I hate people lying to me.

Okay.

Okay.

I've seen you in the station before.

Shall anyone, I promise, if I did, you'd always know where to find me.

Get out.

People got to learn.

Hey, don't get in my way.

Don't get me wrong, I feel good about this.

Real good.

I was going to make my mark.

There's something real bad.

Watch out, ladies and gentlemen, watch out.

Days of Charlie Stark, Weatherby, and everybody's whipping boy are over.

As long as I got Carol, and these fellas here,

it's all the friends I need.

One of my deputies found the gas station unattended, so he radioed in a report.

Just for the record, gentlemen, this is the first homicide we've had in the

county this entire year.

Sorry, fellas, I just need the county attorney for a few minutes.

You're taking this new job seriously.

Got to, Elmer. Nobody thinks I'm a real reporter anymore because I work for a

television station.

Okay, if you can stand right here.

All ready?

Give me one minute.

Any idea who could have done something like this?

Well, our guest is a transient, so we'll be checking home to motels and asking

people to watch for anyone casually spending money or buying things with

change.

Look.

Nancy. You going to see Carol today?

Yeah. You tell her I want to talk to her about that sweater she wanted me to

knit? I will.

Cooking, good looking.

Hey Chuck.

I got a little something for you.

What are you doing here?

You like it?

I love it.

The prettiest thing I've ever seen.

There's room in our back to get our names engraved.

How could you afford this? It must have cost you a fortune.

I robbed a bank.

I mean it, Carol Ann. Get in here now.

Howdy, Mrs. Bartlett.

I said now.

I'm going to be in big trouble.

I'll be at my place around five.

I say we get in the car and go.

Go where?

Washington, maybe.

Stay with my brother, Leonard.

It rains a lot, but I hear it's real pretty.

I'd rather go someplace sunny.

Like Florida.

Miami Beach.

I don't care where we go as long as we're together.

Where have you been?

Out. You should have been home four hours ago.

I was just out.

Don't get fresh with me. You tell me where you've been.

I'll tell you where she's been.

She's been off fornicating with her lover boy. Marion Bartlett, I will not

that kind of talk in my house.

Well, this is my house, too, and that girl is bringing shame on all of us. I

not. You just watch. Any day now, she'll come home and say that she's expecting,

and then good old Charlie Starkweather will drop her like a hot potato.

He don't know nothing about me and Charlie.

Maybe he ain't all grand.

At least he don't go around yelling at me and calling me names.

Hey, listen, young lady.

I got a right to take my strap to you.

No! No!

Don't you think I know what she was expecting?

Woman, nobody knows nothing in this house.

doing? I told you I'd pick you up.

I can't go with you today, Chuck.

Why not?

I just can't.

You gotta.

No.

You're coming.

Leave me alone. Get off

me. You're hurting me.

You're crazy.

Let's wait for a second.

I was rough with you.

But I had a real bad day.

Got in a fight with my boss. Got fired.

How'd that happen?

No matter. Stick a hole in trash anyhow.

Come on. Don't be mad at me.

I need a friend right now.

Probably was going to the movies.

I'm sorry, Chuck. I just can't see you anymore.

What are you talking about?

It's causing too many problems at home. It's just no good right now.

I can't believe I'm hearing this.

I'm sorry, Chuck.

I've got to be getting home.

Just cool me for a second, all right?

Let me talk to your folks, straighten things out.

They won't listen.

I'm sure they will. I'll make them listen.

It's just going to make everything worse.

I think it would be better if you started dating other girls, too.

What the hell does that mean?

You seen someone else?

No, Charlie.

Of course not.

You know how I feel about you.

And I never felt this way about any other girl.

About any other thing.

So you better know.

If I can't have you, nobody can.

You understand?

Please, let me go.

You better understand.

What do you want?

I was hoping we could have a little talk.

I got you these.

All right.

Carol says you won't ever see me anymore.

That's right.

She's too young and foolish to be running around with trash like you.

But I love her.

I do.

Don't I count for something? I'll tell you what it counts for.

I got a two -year -old baby.

And I don't want to be a grandmother next year. Stop raising your

child.

Look, I ain't going to argue with you about this. Will you just go?

And shaded from the sun by a colorful parchment umbrella.

And a gourmet chuck wagon.

What are you doing here?

Ain't going until we straighten this out.

Ain't nothing come between me and Carol.

Marianne, get out of here.

What?

What's going on in here?

Come here.

Talk about me and Carol.

But your wife don't want to.

There ain't nothing to talk about, so get the hell out of here.

No, sir, there's a lot to talk about.

Get!

Get!

even try to see my stepdaughter again.

What are

you doing

back? Where's your husband?

What are you doing?

Start with our chant.

Where is everybody?

Why are you acting so crazy?

Where's my mother?

My dad would kill you if he knew you were here.

I took your family to a hideout, I know.

What?

What are you talking about?

As long as you do as I tell you, you'll be okay.

listen so i told you i ain't gonna let nobody right nothing come

between us once they come to their senses i'll let them go

Hi, Carol.

I thought I'd bring the baby by to see Mother.

Can't come in today, Barbara. Everybody's got the flu.

Really? Even Mother?

Everybody. No, please, you just go home.

Well, let me go inside the house for a second. You want your baby to get sick?

If you know what's good for you, you'll just go home.

Why are you acting like this, Carol?

Go on.

It's going to go inside for a second. Get!

All right, I'm going.

Barbara?

What?

Listen, I'm sorry I was so cranky.

If you don't go home, Mother's going to get hurt real bad.

She will. Why? What are you talking about?

I can't say right now.

Just please go home. You've got to...

Well, I had to make sure she believed me so she wouldn't come back.

Think she will?

No.

Good.

Then I don't need more interruptions.

What you doing?

I'm in the mood, Chuck.

Because you're mad at me, right?

Of course I'm mad at you.

I'm going to... I'll get out and get my phone.

All right.

Carol?

Carol, please, open the door.

And don't open the door, you hear?

There's nothing to worry about, Granny. I'm nursing him fine.

I'm not worried about germs, child. Not at my age.

Please, let me in.

Go away, Granny.

You've got to go away.

Then don't you tell me he's not.

Mark my words, Carol.

I'm coming back.

I'm going after her. No, you leave her alone.

Come on, kill me.

Chuck, wake up.

The police are here.

Hi.

Can I help you?

Yes. Your brother -in -law asked us to investigate a possible problem out here.

My brother -in -law?

Name of Bob Von Bush.

Oh, well.

I know him, but we're not even on speaking terms.

He's a bit of a troublemaker, you know.

Well, ain't nothing wrong with here, save for everybody being sick.

Why are you turning everybody away?

Sir, doctor's orders.

Who is your doctor?

I think his name is Parson.

Would you like me to wake up my mother and make sure?

No, it's okay.

Just don't get sick, too.

What?

We got to get out of here.

Over here.

What's the matter?

You sounded awful worried on the phone.

Something's not right. Pansy Street was over here with the police, and nobody's

seen your brother Charlie or my in -laws in over a week. I don't know what's

going on, but we better check it out ourselves. Come on in. The front door's

locked.

Anybody home?

How come the cops didn't see this?

That's from my father -in -law's 14th.

It's no use, Chuck.

Now what?

You got me.

Well, Gus, the place is nearby.

I'll just wait here until you get back.

We ain't splitting up and we ain't staying here.

Come on, it's getting cold.

My feet hurt.

Want me to carry you?

Would you?

Sure.

Get your old glasses, please.

See if you can use that grubby old tub of yours.

I wonder if he has hot water all the way up there.

Who's there?

You better speak up.

It's me, Gus.

Charlie Starkweather.

Charlie, what the heck are you doing out here this time of day?

The car got stuck on the fire road.

My little schoolhouse.

Hi.

Remember Carol?

Of course I do.

Still don't know what such a pretty girl's doing with an ox like you.

Gonna need the horses.

Pull the car out.

You know where they are.

Why in the world were you driving that muddy road?

You must have stopped down there once before, didn't you?

You're not here for no electric us.

You gotta help wean them off them stupid pills.

Next you'll be trying to drive across Pawnee Lake.

What you laughing at?

Nothing.

Nothing, Charlie.

Better watch what you're saying, old man.

Tell you what, Charlie. When the good Lord handed out brains, you must have

in the potty.

Rodney, look at this.

What do you make of that?

Stay away, everybody thick with the flu, Miss Bartlett.

Who's Miss Bartlett?

That's what they call the baby.

How's that figure?

Come on.

I can't believe the police didn't even look back there. Check the sheds.

God!

Oh, my God.

Oh, God, the baby, too. Oh, my God. Oh, my God!

Thought you said, oh, good, she's going to help us. Now what are we going to do?

We're going to help herself.

Like that.

Why don't you run a tub?

Take a bath.

Loosen up.

You expect me to take a bath with a dead man lying on the floor?

At least you ain't going to worry about him peeking in on you.

I ain't taking no for an answer.

Hallelujah.

We're outlaws, Carol.

I can just find some money.

I can't trust Bill.

Bingo.

Maybe I'll go to have some money set somewhere.

Chuck, why don't you go on ahead now, on your own, and I'll just stay here.

What are you talking about?

I don't like any of this.

Sure you do.

No, I don't.

I want to go home.

We're in this together, Carol.

To the end.

No matter what happens, you'll always be my girl.

Promise me that much, won't you?

Yeah.

You know how to be standing, how to be falling.

This is better than a Saturday matinee.

I don't know, I guess once I got over the initial shock, the first thing that

went through my mind was, how could Little Red have done such a thing?

When you say Little Red, you're referring to your brother, Charles

Yes, ma 'am. He was a dead shot, and he knew more about firearms than anybody.

It hurts me to say, but I'm pretty sure my little brother was behind all this.

I'll take it.

You got an update, Elmer?

See what everybody's finding there, Elmer. Come on, Elmer, watch the door.

The coroner's preliminary report indicates...

Her parents died of small caliber wounds to the body.

A little girl from a skull fracture.

Time of death has not been determined, but we can safely say it was at least

several days ago.

Have there been any arrests?

No, but we are seeking for questioning Carol Ann Fugate, Mrs. Bartlett's 14

-year -old daughter from a previous marriage, and her boyfriend, Charles

Stardweather. Are they your prime suspects?

Well, let's just say we hope they'll be able to shed some light on our

investigation.

Excuse us. Come on, Elmer, level.

Grandmother's ready.

Betty and me, that's what I always called her.

We were very close.

Very.

In between divorcing Carol's father and getting married again,

we lived in the same building.

We used to have breakfast together every morning, and then we'd visit back and

forth.

Now I won't see her anymore.

With that little baby.

I'm sorry, I can't... I'm sorry too, Miss Street, for imposing on you at a

like this.

Perhaps it'd be better if we...

Talk to you again tomorrow.

Yes, perhaps it would be better.

But you all have to believe she didn't know anything about all this.

She loved her mama and her baby sister.

We appreciate you telling us this, ma 'am. We really do.

But what we don't understand is why did she stay on knowing her parents had been

killed?

Why did she keep turning visitors like yourself away?

As God is my witness, she didn't know anything about these killings.

I just pray to the Lord that that poor girl is still alive.

Can I stop and get something to eat?

I'm starved.

Pull in here.

Tire's flat.

Get it fixed, get something to eat.

Need anything else, Dad?

Any chance you could swing by American Legion, pick up some membership cards?

Sure. Since you'll be working late, I can drop them back.

No, just bring them home.

Say hi to Carol for me.

I will.

I want some real food.

There's a diner next door.

We'll order some cheeseburgers and fries to go. I'll be over in a minute.

Your order will be up in a minute.

Need another dollar.

Get back to old Guff's place.

Spend the night there.

I want my tea.

At least he doesn't creeps.

I'm tired. I'm going to freeze my butt off sleeping in the car.

That'll be, um, $2 .35.

Put you outside.

Thank you.

Right now.

He can wait a minute.

Oh, no, you go on. I can finish that.

It's a school night now, so don't be late.

Don't worry.

I'll be home early.

Hey.

Hi. How you doing?

Good, how are you?

Good.

You got away okay?

Yeah. Great. You look really nice. Thank you.

Transmitting bucket.

We're being punished for coming back here.

I just knew this wasn't right.

Save your preaching for Sunday school.

I'm not preaching.

I just don't want to go back to that place.

All right, son.

I'm off.

Kansas. Kansas?

You're going to Kansas, Chucky.

You're walking by yourself.

Might be. I'm going straight to hell and you're coming with me.

Looks like your prayers have been answered.

You need some help?

Yeah, he's right in town.

Transmission's broke.

Okay, hop in.

Why don't I put those in the trunk?

Ain't loaded.

You sure?

Absolutely positive.

Okay.

Hi.

Hi.

I'm Bob, and this is Kara.

I'm Charlie.

And this is Carol.

How about that?

Yeah, she spells it funny.

With an I.

I'm sure it's lucky we happened by this way.

Say that again.

They're nervous wrecks. It's not like my son to stay out this late.

Especially on school night.

I gotta figure that they had car trouble somewhere.

Else they'd have called.

Confirming the missing girl's name is Carol King?

Uh, yeah.

That's right.

She was wearing a blue sweater and saddle shoes.

Roger, we'll put this right out.

I sure hope they didn't run into Starkweather.

Yeah, it's 10 -4.

He said something about bad weather.

Now there's a Starkweather Charles Starkweather. He's wanted for triple

over in Lincoln Triple murders. What are you talking about?

Believe me, sir. It's nothing to worry about we figure this Starkweather

character left the state a good 12 hours ago Why don't you go on home?

I bet your son and his girlfriend are waiting for you

Hello. It's Merle.

We just found Charlie Starkweather's car.

Where? Outside Bennett.

We got a farmhouse surrounded where we think he's hiding.

We're just waiting for some tear gas.

All right, I'm on my way.

What do we have here?

I've been talking to him. He's not responding. I want to go in and take

Try it again.

No sense kidding yourself, Charlie.

You can step out right now with your hands up, or we're going to force you

You've got one minute to make up your mind.

Not a second longer.

Let's move it.

Oh,

God.

Hold your fire. I'm coming out.

God.

Killed the old man and tore up the place.

Never had a chance.

What's that?

Shot him right in the back.

Nobody here.

Glad I got rid of those books. They're bad luck.

You're bad luck.

Thanks, bad luck.

Fuck this old hog.

Where are we going?

What is it, Elmer?

Another murder?

Two.

Missing teenagers from Bennett.

And it wasn't just murder.

I've never seen anything like that in all my years.

Well, there's no doubt about it now.

I've got a mad dog killer on my hands.

I don't need my glasses.

But you, how come you didn't eat?

I don't feel good.

You didn't eat.

I have to go to the bathroom.

Check,

please.

Come on, we gotta get going.

What are you doing in here?

Can I even go off my face?

You know how we heard about it?

It was a news bulletin on the radio.

Oh, my God.

You'd think somebody would have the decency to tell us first.

I agree with you, Mr. Jensen.

It was awful and inexcusable.

And one of the reasons I'm here is to personally offer my apologies.

For a parent to have to hear something like this out of the blue.

Believe me, the last thing I want to do is make excuses.

But nobody, not my people, the police, the press, nobody was

thinking straight on this.

Everyone was in such a state of shock and panic.

Why would anybody want to hurt Carol and Bob?

They were such good kids.

As a parent myself, I can't even imagine the loss you're feeling right now.

But as your county prosecutor, Mrs. King, I swear to you that I will spend

minute of every day to make sure these killers are captured, convicted, and

punished without mercy.

You have my solemn word on this.

Lancaster County Attorney Elmer Shields said police in all adjoining states are

helping in the manhunt and roadblocks are being set up.

The first -degree murder charges were filed late Tuesday night.

Mr. Shields said one of the victims, a 16 -year -old girl, had been subjected

an unnatural sex attack.

What are you listening to?

Basketball scores.

And in today's weather, the temperature outside right now, 32 degrees... I just

had a great idea.

What?

Go back to Lincoln.

The part of town you never saw?

My old garbage route.

What are we doing now?

We're going to suck out.

Here?

Mm -hmm.

Too tired to think.

This is the last place anybody would look for us.

We'll see you on Wednesday.

Good.

Thank you. Remember, have a meeting with the governor. It'll be a little late.

Okay. Good luck.

to haul this guy's trash every Thursday.

Bet he makes more in a day than my old man makes in a year.

He's heading for the garage.

We just found some of the Jensen boys' school books along the west shoulder of

Route 6.

No, it's not much, but at least we've got a trail.

Are you deaf or something?

Right.

Right.

Who else is in the house?

Let's go down and see what Lillian can whip up for us

You better turn that off before you burn the house down.

Oh, my God.

Do it.

Get rid of that dog.

Nobody gets hurt.

You got a real nice place here, man.

Real nice.

This here is my girlfriend, Carol.

Nice to meet you, Carol.

Please, you can put those guns away.

You can trust us.

We'll do anything you say.

Well, for starters, how about making some pancakes?

Carol, take the maid and lock her up somewhere.

She's deaf, so write her a note.

now believe the young fugitives may have already left the state. Fueling that

speculation was the announcement that federal charges of unlawful flight to

avoid prosecution have been filed against Starkweather and Fugate, and the

has now officially entered the case.

In addition, FBI Director J. Edgar Hoover has urged a nationwide crackdown

halt the rise of juvenile crime, blaming the Starkweather incident on, quote,

muddled sentimentalists and confused psychiatrists.

This has been a special bulletin. We now return to our regularly scheduled

program.

Turn it off.

How about that?

FBI's after me.

Hello? Oh,

hi. Can I call you back later? I was just running out the door.

Very good.

I promise.

It was just a friend.

May I go upstairs and change?

funny business.

You know?

What you doing?

Can't blame a guy for looking, though, can you?

You're such a classy lady.

Don't worry, you pretty lady.

I'll be waiting right here.

I'll be waiting for you right now.

I'll be coming in for you.

You know, it's a great country.

A couple of weeks ago, I was hauling your trash.

Now I'm the lord of the matter.

What happened?

Tried to kill me.

Is she dead?

I don't know. Where's the knight?

He's in the cellar.

Abracadabra. What do you think?

I think it looks weird.

I bet we could.

Are we going to leave now?

Hold your horses.

If you put something nice on this place, it's like a department store.

You pick something up?

Perfect, too.

Clara, I'm home.

Oh, dear.

I'll be right down, honey.

Everything's perfect.

Just perfect.

Beautiful car you got here, son.

Beautiful car.

Granddaddy's.

What's the damage?

$1 .50.

Figure I'll meet some bandits up the road?

Never know.

Where you all headed?

Guess it don't matter, does it?

I'll be right back when you change.

Forget it.

I don't care what their deadline is. They can attend the noon press

just like everybody else.

Somebody from Huntley Brinkley has to talk to me.

It's their lead story tonight.

What the hell am I going to tell them?

Yes, the local police have totally lost control.

Now, Governor, with all due respect, I don't think that's an accurate

of the situation. Albert, this is a nightmare.

Enough is enough.

Once a word of these killings gets out...

Lynn's going to blow up this community. If you override the authority of the

local police and sheriff, you will have anarchy on your hands.

We just heard a story about a young man over at the university. Somebody fought

with Starkweather, and if it wasn't for quick police action, the mob might have

killed him.

Elmer, Lauer Ward was a friend of mine.

Everybody knows that.

If one of the most prominent couples in Lincoln can get murdered right in their

own home, nobody's safe.

But, sir, bringing in the National Guard is not going to contain the panic.

Hell, half this town is already armed and trigger -happy. They're ready to

each other. I understand your position, Elmer. I do.

But Starkweather's like a natural disaster.

Like a killer tornado that swept across the plains and destroyed everything in

its path.

Right now, the people want reassurance.

By God, that's what we're going to give them.

make a block -to -block, house -to -house search for the fusion.

I'm going to have one hell of a search.

I'm going to step out of them all the way.

Look behind you.

Get down.

Reggie, this is Chief Ainsley.

I need an ID on that Nebraska car they're looking for.

Still behind us in the next stoplight. We're going to run for it.

Give me a shotgun.

Ford sedan, Nebraska license number 836392.

What's the feature of his hair color?

car you've got there.

Thanks, sir.

What are you doing?

Going to get a new car.

Yeah. We gotta swap cars.

What?

Unlock the door.

No.

I said open the door.

No.

Yeah, come on.

Have you any help?

Help me with the brake, I'll kill you.

Now, who killed the man?

Harley!

Harley, stop her!

The fugitive is heading west towards Douglas. We need roadblocks and highways

and 20.

He's driving a fancy car. I think it's blue. It's a possible Cadillac. He is

armed and extremely dangerous.

I got his girlfriend right here in the car with me.

You warn everybody, the fugitive is Charles Darkweather. Repeat, Charles

Darkweather.

It's okay, Jimmy. It's all over.

You're safe now.

Oh, it's a bad lad.

He is armed and extremely dangerous.

Well, look up there.

You think that's him?

It ain't the roadrunner.

Good, you got him.

and put your hands up!

Now get on the ground, face down, or the next one's for real.

Turn him over.

Take it easy, Hopalong.

You know, if I hadn't run out of ammo, you never would have taken me alive.

Is that right?

Uh -huh. Let's go. Now,

please, Carol, you have

to take off those dirty clothes and take a bath.

I don't want to take no bath. I want my mother.

Where's my mother?

Your mother and stepdad and stepsister were killed.

No, they weren't. Yes, by Charlie Starkweather. He never...

Please, young lady, just try to calm down.

Nobody's going to hurt you. I just need to do a routine examination to make sure

that you're okay and everything's all right.

I don't want anybody touching me.

I'm not sorry for what I did, because for the first time, me and Carol had a

of fun.

And if she comes back, don't hate her.

She had nothing to do with the killings.

to respect Mr.

Starkweather's privacy.

He's had himself a trying day.

Ain't some monkey in the zoo here.

You're a big celebrity, boy.

I've been getting phone calls from all over the world.

Is that right?

You gonna take me to see Carol?

This ain't a motel, Charlie.

You got some important visitors from back home.

Bring them along.

also found a couple interesting things in the Packard, in the girl's jacket.

There was some newspaper clippings about the crimes and a note asking the police

to help.

Just make sure everything gets sent back to Lincoln.

Yes, sir.

Hey, Sheriff.

How's my old buddy Dennis?

Good, Charlie.

He's doing good.

My son and him went to school together.

Charlie, I'd like you to meet our county attorney, Mr. Elmer Scheel.

Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Scheel.

If I were you, son, I'd reserve judgment on that.

You see, I'm here to make sure you pay for these killings in the electric

I know.

But I won't hold it against you.

First thing we need, Charles, is for you to voluntarily agree to return with us

to Nebraska.

Okay.

I got a gas chamber here, right?

much like the smell of gas.

Why did you kill all these innocent people, Charles?

Because I always wanted to be a criminal.

But not this big.

Do you think that's funny?

There's one thing, the only thing I'm going to ask.

Don't be rough on the girl.

She'd never think to do with any of this.

Is that true, Charlie?

Or are you just trying to protect her?

Like I said, she had nothing to do with any of this.

You know, if I'd have made it back in them mountains, the fellas would have

needed a seventh calorie to pluck me out.

I bet President Eisenhower would have sent in the army.

He knew what was going on.

He knows he'd already killed ten people.

Eleven.

He killed eleven, not ten.

Is there somebody we don't know about?

I didn't know about it. I just didn't figure it out.

The gas station boy.

Bobby Colbert?

Yeah, he was the first.

A few fellas have caught me on that one.

The rest will never happen.

Hey, Carol.

Come on, talk to me.

Come on, Carol, talk to me.

Why'd you run away like that?

I weren't right.

You should have been with me to the end.

You promised, remember?

You made that oath, and I'd be killed old guts.

That's enough.

No more talking.

They ain't mad at you.

Things did get a little crazy out there.

Listen.

They're going to try and drive us apart.

But don't let them.

Don't say nothing.

You let me do the talking.

I ain't going to tell you again.

Now be quiet.

I just want to talk to her. She don't want to talk to you.

Now go to sleep.

By the time anybody will read this, I will be dead for all the killings.

And they cannot give Carol a chair.

Lincoln, Nebraska, they got it.

January 29, 1958.

1958, killed 11 persons.

Charles killed nine, all men.

Carol killed two.

All girls.

Charles Starkweather.

For

security

reasons, Charles Starkweather is being held at the state penitentiary, while

Carol Ann Fugate is being held here.

at the state mental hospital in Lincoln. The reason for this is because Nebraska

law prohibits a minor from being held in a county or state jail.

when you're inside the ward house did you ever have a loaded firearm in your

hand yes did you point it at anyone the maid

why did you do that because chuck told me to

Let's talk for a minute about the killings of the two teenagers.

Starting right after they offered you a ride.

We drove back to Bennett, but nothing was open.

Where's the phone?

It closed up early.

That means they locked the phone up too.

You got any suggestions?

Yeah.

Let's head back towards Lincoln.

And then Charlie had another idea.

So we went back to the old storm cellar.

Get out.

Now flash light.

Yeah, I think I have one.

Get it.

What's she doing? Get her out of the car.

No.

Please let me stay here with you.

You've got to do what he says.

Otherwise he'll hurt you.

What are you going to do?

Stay put till I get back.

For what?

I'm something.

You sure are cute.

How'd you luck out getting a cute chick like this?

You can do what you want to me, but please just let her go.

Stop it.

Take it easy.

That was the last time you saw them alive.

Carol, you do know how to shoot a gun, don't you?

Yes, sir.

Is Chuck the one who taught you?

He used to go shooting for rabbits.

I'd come with him and shoot tin cans.

Did you use a rifle or a shotgun?

I think it was a rifle.

I bet you're a pretty good shot, huh?

Sometimes.

Well, I'll do what I can, Charles.

But I can't pull rabbits out of my hat.

You signed a confession and told all sorts of people that you did the

That's right, I did.

Then how do you expect me to plead you're not guilty?

Self -defense.

Self -defense?

You shot half of the people in the back with... We'd be laughed out of court.

It's your problem.

Please, you have to understand, I'm here to help.

I want to see you get a fair trial.

But your only hope, slim as it is, would be to plead not guilty by reasonable

insanity.

No way.

I'd rather just skip the trial and go straight to the chair.

Charles. No, I got a reputation uphold.

I kill them because they had it coming.

And that's it.

Nobody remembers a crazy man. Hey!

What's all the shouting about?

Oh, it's just a little spirited discussion, that's all. Nothing to be

about. I don't care what the hell you do.

You know, you ought to be nice to Mr. Gone, Charlie. He's a good lawyer.

He ain't good enough.

Sheila's gonna chew him up and spit him out.

Well, maybe so.

You know, you ask me, I think your biggest problem's Carol Fugate.

What the hell are you talking about?

She's been saying terrible things about you, Charlie.

No, really.

Shocking things.

It's a lot of crap.

Well, if you don't believe me, here it is.

Black and white.

She gave to all investigators.

She feared for her life every second.

Starkweather was like a wild animal.

Just killing people for the thrill of it all.

I had the chance.

Thanks. Carol, I'm John McArthur.

Nice to meet you.

Please, sit down.

You're even prettier in person than you are in the newspapers.

Thank you.

I don't know if anyone's told you who I am or why I'm here.

I haven't been told anything. I don't even know what I'm doing here.

Well, I'm an attorney, Carol. I've been asked by the court to represent you.

You do know what an attorney is, don't you?

It's kind of like a lawyer, right?

It's exactly like a lawyer, just a different name for it.

I've seen a lot of them on TV.

Well, that is different, Carol, because this isn't make -believe. This is a very

serious business.

You're about to be charged for being an accessory to first -degree murder.

I didn't kill anyone. It was Chuck.

All they told me was that I was going to be a witness. That's all they said.

And nobody's told you... You mean nobody's told you that you're going to

trial for exactly the same crimes as Charles Starkweather?

Nobody's told me anything.

Nobody's even come to see me.

Where's my sister and my grandma?

I don't have no family no more.

No friends.

I just want to go home.

Granny Street will take care of me.

Carol, I don't want to upset you any more than you already are, but you have

understand something.

You're in very serious trouble.

all my years of practicing law.

The only thing I'm halfway sure of is my sixth sense. I spent several hours

questioning this child.

She's in the eighth grade, Elmer.

She answered every question consistently without hesitation. She didn't try to

change the subject.

I just don't think she's sophisticated enough to fool me.

You obviously haven't read her confession.

Confession? What confession? You have a statement.

that she never signed and she never should have given without benefit of

counsel. We followed the letter of the law, John. You stretched the letter of

the law from A all the way out to Z.

This whole thing is just moving too fast. At the very least, I want a delay.

Well, you may not need it. We're going to try them separately and start

up first.

We were hoping she might like to testify against him. No, no, no, no way. If you

call her, I'll have her take the fifth.

Somehow I thought you might say that. One more thing.

Just so you know, I'm filing in the morning to have her case moved to

court.

I'll never let it happen. The law is very specific, Elmer. She's only 14.

Well, Carol King was only 16, and Robert Jensen was only 17.

I made a promise to this kid's parents, John, and I'm going to keep it.

Carol Fugate is not going to have her wrist slapped in juvenile court.

She's committed an adult crime, and she's going to be tried in an adult

So, Doctor, based on your psychiatric examination of Charles Starkweather,

exactly is your one overriding conclusion?

That Charles Starkweather was suffering from a severe mental disease, which

prevented him from knowing right from wrong.

And during your examination, Doctor, did you ever observe any feeling on the

part of the defendant for any of the alleged acts he was supposed to have

committed? I don't believe he is capable of any real feelings, certainly not

guilt or remorse.

To him, the act of killing was no different than stepping on a bug.

If his favorite automobile ran into a river, he might be sorry, but a human

life, well, that means nothing to him.

You're with us.

Dr. Quill.

Are you familiar with the legal test of sanity adopted and defined by our courts

known as the McNaughton Rule?

Yes. Could you briefly summarize this rule for us, please?

Simply stated, it says an accused person need only be aware of the nature and

quality of the criminal act and know the act was wrong when it was committed.

And using the McNaughton Rule, is it possible that someone suffering from a

medically recognized mental illness Could still be legally sane at one and

same time?

Yes, sir.

That's all, Your Honor.

There's certainly no legal reason why they should move your case to a juvenile

court. It's absolutely incredible to me that the Supreme Court of this state

could reject this appeal.

They're just playing politics with this thing.

What does that mean?

It means you're going to have to stand trial in a real courtroom.

An adult courtroom, just like Charlie.

Okay. They'll concentrate on the murder of the boy and the related charge of

murder during the commission of a robbery.

They're not accusing you of actually pulling the trigger, but they don't have

to.

Just being an accessory makes it a capital offense.

Well, are they going to give me the chair, too?

They're not going to give you the chair. Don't even start thinking about that.

Absolutely no physical evidence. I can't believe that there is a jury anywhere

that's going to take the word of Charlie Stark with her.

I thought he told them that I was innocent.

Well, that's the other thing.

Charlie's changing his story.

Seems like he comes out with a brand new confession every other day or so.

What about the note that I wrote to the police asking them for help? I mean...

That must show that I was trying to get away.

Unfortunately, nobody can find that note. The sheriff in Wyoming, he

taking it out of your jacket. He claims he sent it on to Lincoln. The

prosecution says they never saw it.

Seems like I'm never going to get out of this place.

You will help me, won't you?

Carol, that's the one thing I can absolutely guarantee you. I will never,

stop fighting to get you out of here.

Okay.

Ladies and gentlemen, do not believe when the prosecution argues that not

by reason of insanity means that someday Charles Starkweather will go free.

Not even an act of Congress could ever make that happen.

Our society, which spawned this young man, has ironclad

uncompromising rules to ensure the proper punishment of the criminally

Now if you decide that revenge must triumph over reason, that

two wrongs do make a right, I will ask each of you to come with

me. when I bring my client to the death house.

There, with his trousers cut to his knees and his arms stripped bare, you

see him strapped in that chair. And watch as the switch is pulled.

We will all stand back in horror as the electricity

surges, the smoke comes from his head and his lifeless body.

falls forward.

In the name of mercy and the great commandment,

thou shalt not kill.

I ask you for the life of Charles Starkweather.

I understand you have reached a verdict.

We have, Your Honor.

We find the defendant guilty on all counts, and it is our unanimous

recommendation his penalty should be death.

in the electric care.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, thank you.

You are now dismissed.

Charlie,

what about Carol Fugate? You plan to help her?

Yeah, when they strap me in the chair and pull the switch, I'm going to make

sure Carol's right there with me.

Sit in my lap.

You had no right to change her hairstyle, not without my permission.

Need I remind you, sir, that she's my prisoner and not yours? If I had wanted

shave her head, that's my prerogative. You knew we had scheduled this interview

for today.

Somebody put you up to this, didn't they? I resent that. Now, you apologize

me. The girl needed a haircut, and we cut her hair.

Excuse me.

What was that all about?

By sheer coincidence, they cut Carol's hair. Today.

They gave her spit curls.

Totally changes her appearance. She looks five years older.

I wish I never let you talk me into this.

do when you see her. Don't mention her hair. She's nervous enough as it is.

That makes two of us.

Excuse me.

Right here, please.

Please.

Unless everybody quiets down and the photos stop,

we will not begin. In fact, you keep this up. I'm going to call this whole

off right now.

As you know, I've strongly opposed my client granting any press interviews

because I believe pretrial publicity is improper.

Detrimental to the defendant's right to a fair trial.

Unfortunately, the prosecution has decided to use you people to whip up

a frenzy of negativity against Carol Ann Fugate. We felt we had no choice.

but to let her take her case to the people.

Now, as we planned, there'll only be one person asking questions. Joneth Fox.

Joneth?

Now, Carol, before this all began, didn't you go out with Charlie

for quite a while?

Yes, I went with him the year before, and then I told him that I never wanted

see him again.

Why didn't you want to go out with him anymore?

Because he was crazy.

Since nobody's seen you since your capture, there's been a rumor you were

pregnant and secretly had Charles Starkweather's baby.

No, I've never been pregnant, and I've never had a baby, and I'm not pregnant

now.

When was the first time you found out that your parents and little sister were

dead? When we were captured.

Out there in the desert?

Yes.

Now, Charlie said in one of his confessions that you held a gun on the

That's not true.

How about when the policeman came to your front door?

Why didn't you say something? Why didn't you try to escape then?

Because Charlie Starkweather had a gun on me, and he would have killed us both.

Did you ever break down and cry or beg him to let you go?

Yes, I cried all the way.

Do you think Charlie got what he deserved when he was convicted to the

chair? Stop those little brats.

I wish they'd called me for this jury.

Would you help a minute?

Again, it's not my place to say.

Louise, do you believe that?

Listen, I got 50 big ones that says she gets the chair, too.

Make it a dollar, you got a bet.

A dollar it is.

Deputy Romer, did you have any further conversations with Carol Fugate before

you arrived in Douglas?

Yes, sir.

Right before we got into Douglas, she told me she had seen Mr. Starkweather

ten people.

Ten people?

Did she say who they were?

She said she had seen him kill her mother, her stepfather, her stepsister,

and a girl, a farmhand, and four other people.

So she said to you that she was present when her mother, stepfather, and

stepsister were killed. Yes, sir. I'm going to object to this as leading.

It is leading.

Objection sustained.

No further questions, Your Honor.

Deputy Romer, when you first encountered Carol Ann Fugate there in Wyoming, was

she at any time armed?

Or did you see her aiding and abetting Starkweather in any way?

No, sir.

Now, you stated that she was hysterical. What do you mean by that?

Well, she was sobbing and crying. She could hardly talk.

Did you get the impression that she was afraid of Starkweather while he was

still on the loose?

Yes, sir, I did.

Did you hear what was told to Carol Ann to get her to return to Nebraska?

I heard some of it.

Did she have any attorney present to advise her of her rights during this

interview?

No, sir, she didn't.

Thank you.

John, you have to admit, it was a pretty good day for the prosecution.

That was one of their prime witnesses.

What about the inconsistencies in Carol's story? How could she say she

know her parents were dead if she told the deputy she'd seen them killed? She

was hysterical. She didn't know what she was saying. Besides, he remembers it

the way he wants to remember it. John.

At this time, the people would like to call Charles R.

Starkweather. Objection.

We've not been advised that this witness would be called. Your Honor, his name

was submitted on our list of possible witnesses. Along with a thousand other

people, it was never specified that Starkweather would be called to testify.

Objection overruled. Is he outside?

Then bring him in.

Look at that.

Do

you

solemnly swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth,

help you God?

I do.

Mr. Shields?

Charles, when you arrived at the Bartlett house on January 21st, who was

The baby and Carol's mother and Mr.

Bartlett. And what happened then?

I got in an argument with Mrs. Bartlett.

She slapped me so I didn't hit her back.

She screamed and her husband come in.

And then?

I shot him.

And her too.

And the baby, Betty Jean?

I threw a knife at her.

What are you doing back?

Where's your husband?

What are you doing?

Where was Carol Fugate during all of this?

She was in another room.

I'll say, um, 2 .45.

2 .45 is Mrs. Leon's final bid. Mrs. Young, you're at 125.

So I'll say it's 2 .45.

You kill him?

Ready, Dean, too?

Yeah.

You need to stop screaming.

Good riddance.

I get so sick of her always yelling.

Gonna help him clean up this mess?

You made the mess, you clean it up.

Gotta get him out of here.

Can't you see my favorite television program's on?

Did you remain at the Bartlett house that evening?

Yeah, except when I went out to buy a few things.

And when you left, Charles, did you do anything to Carol, like tie her up?

Nope. And you left the house several other times over the next few days?

Yeah. Every day I left to get something or make a call.

And you never tied her up on any of those occasions?

No, sir, never.

Charles, let's talk about the killing of the two teenagers, Robert Jensen and

Carol King.

Starting right after they stopped and offered you a ride.

Well, after they picked us up.

Could you speak up, please? I'm having a little trouble hearing.

Yes, sir.

After they picked us up, we went to Bennett to make a phone call. The phone

locked.

Where's the phone?

It closed up early.

That means they locked the phone up, too.

Got any suggestions?

Yeah.

Get back to work, Lincoln.

God, please. That's not funny.

Nobody's laughing.

Don't worry.

They're not going to hurt us.

Isn't that right?

You do as we say, or I'll kill her right now.

Do you hear me?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Good. I know you're not the guy who wants to hurt anybody.

I know. I can tell. I really can.

And I want to thank you.

Shut up!

Did you get his money?

Ain't no magician.

Give me her billfold.

Now,

Charles,

where was Carol when you took the Jensen boy and the King girl down into the

storm cellar?

She was waiting by the car.

What the hell you been doing down there so long?

I had to take care of the boy.

The girl gave me some trouble.

Come

on,

don't be sore at me.

Go back to the farm.

No, I don't think so. I think you done had enough for one night.

Still alive?

Yeah.

What are you doing?

So it's your contention that Carol Fugate... is the one who killed Carole

Yes, sir.

And you also maintain that Lillian Fentel, the maid in the ward house, was

killed by Miss Fugate.

I didn't kill the maid. I didn't kill that girl.

Both of them was definitely alive when I left them.

Mr.

MacArthur.

Charles.

Why did you kill Carol Fugate's stepfather?

Because he come at me.

And her mother?

She threatened me with a knife. And a little baby?

I don't want to talk about those murders.

Oh, I can understand that, Charles.

But you said earlier you did kill little Betty Jean, didn't you?

He said I threw a knife at her.

Didn't say I killed her.

I see.

Now, Charles.

I'm handing you a copy of a photo.

The reporter has marked exhibit number 27.

This is a photo of the confession that you wrote on the wall of the Goering

cell in your extradition back to Lincoln.

Is that correct?

Yeah.

Now, according to this confession, you said, Charles killed nine.

All men.

Carol killed two. All girls.

I don't understand, Charles.

You, of all people, should know.

There were six males and five females killed.

I ain't never been too good at adding things up. You ain't never been too good

at telling the truth, either.

Objection, Your Honor.

Objection sustained.

Strike that last statement from the record.

You realize, Charles, she was a...

You have given the authority something like seven or eight different accounts

how each killing took place?

All different. Let me give you a couple of examples.

In your statement to Mr. Shields, signed and dated February 2nd, 1958, you

answered the question, did Carol Fugate ever fire a weapon at one of the

victims? If she did, I didn't see it.

You also said the night of the Bartlett family killings, I tied up Carol real

tight to make sure she'd be there when I got back.

You also said in a recorded phone conversation with your parents, Carol

nothing to do with the killings. Isn't that what you said?

Yeah. In your confession in Wyoming, January 28th, weren't you asked, did

Fugate ever know you killed her family? And didn't you answer, no, I don't

believe so. That's what I said.

It ain't true.

All that stuff you're reading is a bunch of hogwash. Hogwash?

Hogwash. Just like everything you said here today.

Objection. Badgering the witness.

Sustained. Mr.

MacArthur.

I believe that's all.

Mr. Shields?

Just a few more questions, Your Honor.

Now, Charles...

You have admitted to some falsehoods in some of your earlier confessions.

That's right.

But in your later confessions, after you were in the state penitentiary, those

were all pretty consistent, all truthful and accurate. Isn't that correct?

Yes, sir.

So why did you give us those earlier statements?

To protect her.

Let the record show he pointed at the defendant, Carol Fugate.

Why did you decide to stop protecting Carol Fugate?

Because I got tired of lying.

Look, I'm going to die. I'm going to get what's coming to me.

So I got nothing to win or lose by any of this.

I don't care if you people believe me or not.

But I'm through alibying for her.

She was no more a hostage than I was.

Yeah, Carol was in on it every step of the way.

You convicted me for what I'd done. That's okay.

But I ain't covering for her no more.

That's the truth.

I believe that's all, Your Honor.

Sheriff, you may return the witness.

Well, it's coming up on the hour, so I think this is a good time to take our

afternoon recess.

The spectators will remain seated until the jury has left the room.

And I want the jury to remember the admonitions I have given you many times.

Do not talk among yourselves or with anyone else about the case.

Three to go.

It's an anonymous letter. We don't know if it's true.

Well, why don't we assume for a second that it is true? Let's just assume that,

uh... One of our jurors made a public bet that Carol Ann Fugate would get the

electric chair.

Can I assume you're going to declare a mistrial?

Assumption's the mother of all screw -ups, John.

The fact is, we have no intention to ask for the death penalty.

I really think you're blowing this out of proportion, John. You have to be

kidding me.

Elmer's right.

Even if this is true, we are not going to start it all over again.

Hell, I doubt that we could find a potential juror who doesn't believe that

is guilty.

I'm going to quote you on that when this goes to the Court of Appeals. Oh,

that's your prerogative.

My question is, why are we even going through this charade? Why don't you just

take the girl out and hang her from a tree?

You control yourself, Counselor. You hear me.

John, there's no great conspiracy here. The problem is, you seem to be the only

one in the state of Nebraska who doesn't know she's guilty.

No, no.

The problem is, I seem to be the only person in the state of Nebraska who

believes in the United States Constitution.

Now, Carol, what went through your mind when you first saw Robert Jensen's

automobile pull up and they offered you a ride?

Well, I was relieved because I'd been thinking that Charlie was going to kill

me, too, just like he did Mr. Myers.

And he asked Robert Jensen if he'd give us a ride into town so that we could use

the telephone.

But when we got there, it was all locked up.

That's when he put the gun to Robert Jensen's head and told him to keep

It closes up early.

And that means they locked the phone up, too.

You got any suggestions?

Yeah.

Let's head back towards Lincoln.

No, let me take you to another phone.

I know where one is! I do!

Don't talk back to me, or I'll shoot you right here.

Oh, my God. No, Chuck, don't shoot him.

Hey, don't hurt him.

Shut up.

Besides, you're on anyhow.

And what happened after that?

Well, he asked Robert if he had any money, so Robert handed him his billfold

with some dollars in it, and Chuck took the money and handed it to me to hold.

Now, what was Carole King doing through all this?

She was too scared.

Well, you heard Charles Starkweather say she thanked him for being so good to

her.

No, sir. That's not true. She never said a word.

All he ever did was scream at her, especially when we got out to the old

cellar.

And that's when you told her to get out of the car?

Yes, sir.

Carol, can you tell us why you felt the need to point the gun at Carol King?

Well, I had to.

Chuck told me to.

And you were afraid if you didn't follow his order... Well, he'd kill us all.

After the girl got out of the car, I asked him again if he please wouldn't

them.

He just told me to shut up, stay in the car.

How long before you saw or heard anything else?

Well, I was shaking the whole time.

And a few minutes later, I heard the shots being fired.

I started to cry because I knew what he'd done.

Carol,

why didn't you jump out of the car and run away?

I couldn't move, sir. I was first and with a fright.

Did the thought ever cross your mind to take your father's gun and do something

to Charles Stark with it? No, sir. I never killed anybody, sir.

How long after the shots were fired did you wake in the car?

Seemed like very long time sir.

Why did you have to shoot them?

What were you doing down there?

Why did you do that?

He tried to jump me.

She's dead. He's still alive.

He deserves it.

Where are we going now?

Maybe I'll take you home.

But instead, you ended up in South Lincoln, at the home of C. Lauer Ward.

Yes, sir.

After that, he told me to go and lie down on the Davenport.

And it's when I woke up that he told me that he killed Mrs. Ward.

And then he handed me the murder knife and he told me to go take it to the sink

and wash it off.

Get all the blood off it.

I'm doing the best I can.

Go in the bedroom.

Get rid of the smell.

Find something.

When did Charles bring the maid back upstairs?

It was after dark because I was standing at the window with the flashlight.

He told me to do that so that I could make sure and see if anybody came home.

After you left the ward house, how long did you drive that night?

All night.

Did Charles Starkweather talk to you while he was driving?

Yes, sir.

I kept asking him about my family, telling him how much I wanted to see

I begged him to take me home, but all he'd ever say was no.

Now, speaking of home, Carol, when you left school that day...

You returned home to find an armed Charles Starkweather waiting inside the

house.

Yes, sir.

And for the next five days, you were his hostage.

Yes, sir.

Do you recall the first time that Starkweather left you alone in the

Not really.

It was at night.

I tore up a piece of my mother's... dishcloth and tie my hands behind my

and then tie my feet together and then tie those to the chair and he left me

like that every time he'd leave the house

Charlie.

Charlie?

Charlie, don't leave me here.

Carol, during your captivity, some relatives, even some police, came to the

front door.

Why didn't you try to warn them?

I did.

Charles Starkweather said that he'd shoot anybody that walked in the door,

did write that note for everybody to see.

You mean the note that you attached to the front door while you were there in

the house with Starkweather?

Yes. Yes, sir.

I'm handing you what's been identified as Exhibit 45.

Would you please tell the court what it says?

Stay away. Everybody is sick with the flu. Signed, Miss Bartlett. Who is Miss

Bartlett? My sister.

Miss Bartlett is my sister, sir.

She's too little to write a note.

My last name is Fugate. My mother never would have signed it that way. So, you

were trying to send a warning.

Yes.

Just like you tried to send a warning when you took Bobby Jensen's and Carole

King's school books and you threw them out of their car.

Yes, sir.

Well, I figured that somebody would open them up and see the names and at least

I'd start looking for them.

How did you feel when Charles Starkweather was brought into this

testify against you?

I was scared to death.

And why is that?

I don't know.

I figured somehow we'd get there.

Take a break, Shakespeare. It's dinner time.

Hey, Calvin.

People always got in my way.

And everybody blames me for hitting back.

But if you pull the chain on a toilet, you can't blame it for flushing, can

Charlie, what are you planning to do with all that scribbling?

I'm getting it published.

Parade magazine. I got a contract and everything.

Yeah, well, you better write fast.

I hear they're getting ready to set a date with the electrocutioner.

Well... At least I know for once I'll get a decent meal.

Yeah.

Hey, uh... Did you hear about your little girlfriend in court today?

Yeah.

Level with me, Charlie. I mean about you and the girl.

You really love her?

Before I met her, I hated everybody, everything.

And I started a new way of thinking.

I had something to live for.

How long didn't matter.

Just as long as we were together.

And then you turned on her.

She turned on me first.

I protected her to the end.

Carol, you have admitted to having numerous opportunities to escape and

several occasions you had a loaded firearm in your hand when Charles

Starkweather either had his back turned to you or he was unarmed. Isn't that

correct?

Yes. If you were so afraid he was going to kill you, why didn't you just shoot

him?

I didn't know how.

You didn't know how to shoot the gun? Is that what you're saying?

Yes.

Carol, in your confession, which you gave to me in front of several

Objection! Objection! Miss Fugate never gave any confession.

And the statement that Mr. Shields is referring to was given without benefit

any counsel and was never signed by Miss Fugate.

Overruled. However, you may omit the word confession from the record. You may

proceed. All right, I am reading now from your statement.

Question. Now, Carol, you do know how to shoot a gun, don't you?

Carol. Yes, sir.

Question. Is Chuck the one who taught you? Carol.

Yes.

Question. Did you use a rifle or a shotgun?

Carol. I think it was a rifle.

Question. I bet you were a pretty good shot.

Carol.

Sometimes.

Do you recall telling me that?

No, I don't remember.

You don't remember saying that?

No. Well, is it true?

Do you or do you not know how to shoot a firearm?

I don't know how to kill anybody.

Well, let's go back for a minute to the killings of the teenagers.

Did you at any time point a gun at the king girl and tell her to get out of the

car? I had to. Charlie Starkweather told me to.

Well, if Charles Starkweather had told you to shoot her, would you have done

that too?

No.

Objection. Argumentative.

Sustained.

Now, when you and Chuck...

We're going together.

Did he treat you pretty well?

Yes. Did he buy you things?

Sometimes. And did you buy him things?

Sometimes. In fact, didn't you and Chuck open a savings account in both your

names at the First National Bank?

No.

You sure of that now, Carol?

Well, the way you're saying it makes me sound like we went and did it together.

Charles Starkweather opened a bank account and he asked me to sign in.

In case he got killed while he was running around with that gang he was in.

But isn't this the bank's signature card you both signed when you opened up your

joint account? I didn't sign it at the bank. He brought it to my house.

But this is your signature, and you did sign it.

Let the record show that the witness nodded in the affirmative.

Carol, now when you and Chuck were alone at your house after he killed

your parents,

Did you and he engage in any sexual relations?

Objection. Your Honor, this is an attempt to introduce inflammatory,

matter into the record. It is entirely outside the scope of this case.

Overruled. Answer the question.

I don't know what he means.

Well, you do know what sexual intercourse is, don't you?

Yes. Did you and Charles Starkweather engage in sexual intercourse during the

time you were at your house?

Yes. And how many times did you have sexual relations there with Charles

Starkweather? Objection!

And the form of the question is improper, Your Honor.

Overruled. This line of questioning is allowed.

How many times did you have sexual relations at your house with Charles

Starkweather? I think twice.

And how about after the three killings in the ward house?

At any time after that, did you have sexual relations with Charles

Yes. And where did that take place?

In the car on the way to Wyoming.

And did you at any time following the ward murders kiss Charles Starkweather?

Yes. And did you at any time tell Charles Starkweather that you loved him?

but only because he said he was going to kill me. Please, just answer the

question yes or no.

Yes.

I believe that's all, Your Honor.

By her own admission, Carol Fugate...

warned Charles Starkweather that a policeman was at the front door.

And she also admitted to having numerous other opportunities to escape

or warn others during this murderous rampage.

And let's not forget, ladies and gentlemen, that Carol Fugate admitted to

voluntary sexual relations with Charles Starkweather after she had witnessed the

savage killings of his innocent victims.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the true nature of their relationship.

They were lovers and they were partners.

And between them they left a trail of bloodshed and horror the likes of which

this country has never seen before.

But even 14 -year -olds must realize that they cannot just go on eight -day

murder sprees.

No, ladies and gentlemen.

The time has come for Carol Fugate to face the consequences of her conduct.

And the time has come for you to send an unequivocal message to violent

criminals of all ages.

If you break the law,

you will be caught.

If you break the law, you will be prosecuted.

And if you break the law, you will be punished.

Mr. MacArthur.

Let me be very blunt, ladies and gentlemen.

The twelfth victim of Charles Starkweather is Carol Ann Fugate.

The 13th victim may very well be our Bill of Rights.

Why do I say that?

Because the legal system I so cherish and support has totally

collapsed around this case.

This community's almost tribal need for vengeance

whipped up daily by sensational newspaper headlines has turned this

into a 16th century witch hunt.

The state's prime witness being Lucifer himself.

Can anybody seriously believe the testimony of a madman like Charles

Stunt?

And without accepting his

His incredible and inconsistent allegations as the gospel truth. Where

physical evidence required, required to convict Carol Ann Fugate?

The county prosecutor wants you to consider that Carol may have had some

physical chances to escape, but he wants you to forget her mental state of being

during this nightmare.

Remember what happened to the older, wiser, and stronger people who defied

Charles Starkweather during his reign of terror.

The prosecution also wants you to ignore the fact that this girl, this child,

this child, was only 14.

An eighth grader.

With no history of any disciplinary problems, yet somehow, overnight, she

transformed into a wild -eyed killer.

Only to revert back to her peaceable nature the second that Charles

was captured?

No, no, no, no.

There is only one rational explanation here, that Carol Ann Fugate was too

young, too confused, too terrified.

to act in any other way.

And even when she tried to send a warning with a note signed by a two

who obviously could not write, her plea for help was ignored.

Every action or inaction that she is accused of occurred while she was being

held hostage by the most feared and savage mass murderer in the history of

country.

She was 14, ladies and gentlemen, 14.

Please, you must remember that.

Think back to when you or your children or your grandchildren were that

befuddled age.

Then ask yourself if you or they could have witnessed such violence and

not... been traumatized. Ask yourself if you or they at 14 would surely

possess the courage, the presence of mind to physically challenge a monster

Charles Starkweather.

And finally, ask yourself if you or they at the age of 14

would have acted any differently than Carol Ann Fugate.

Then if your answer is yes, oh, yes, yes, I certainly would have acted

differently. Well, then ask yourself if you're equally certain that you or they,

your children, your grandchildren, would still be alive today

to tell us about it.

I understand you have read the verdict.

We have, Your Honor.

Would you please read the verdict?

On the charge of murder in the first degree with premeditation and malice, we

find the defendant not guilty.

On the charge of murder in the first degree while in the perpetration of a

robbery, we find the defendant guilty as charged.

I remind you that these proceedings are not over.

And it is our recommendation her sentence should be life imprisonment.

Mr. President, I am now 15 years old.

A year and a half ago on a day I was in public school, 19 -year -old Charlie

Starkweather killed my two -year -old baby sister, my mother, and my

Starkweather later confessed that I had nothing to do with his murder, which is

true. Later, he changed his story and said that I helped him, which is not

At midnight on June 25th, Starkweather will be executed, and I have been

denied... by our governor a request to see him.

I still think that he may tell the truth before he's executed.

I know that you are very busy, President Eisenhower, but please help me in any

way you can.

As I have nowhere else to turn because he killed all the family that I was

living with.

Sincerely, Caroline Fugate.

I think it's very good.

I sure want to help you.

Do you think he'll get it in time?

Just send a telegram right away.

I want to write Chuck one last letter.

I really don't see the point, Carol. I mean, he hasn't answered any of your

letters. I know.

There's something I have to do.

You have the letter?

Dear Chuck, there's so little time left, I'm asking you once again to please

tell the truth about what happened.

Please tell him I had nothing to do with the killings.

You know I'm innocent.

Please tell the truth.

Carol.

Time's come, Charlie.

Why don't you hurry?

Dermot Fugate.

Dark weather case.

Entirely a state matter.

The person has no jurisdiction or authority in any way to comply.

Do you have any final thing you'd like to say, Charles?

Yeah.

You can tighten the strap a little loose.

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