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This is outrageous, plain and simple. The incompetence of the police

is on full display, people. I mean, what's the body count now? Eight? Nine?

And those are just the ones we know about.

What's it going to take for the Libs to do something?

Outrageous, I tell you. Simply outrageous.

A new terror has arisen as police in Portland, Oregon continue the statewide

manhunt. In today's news, the serial killer dubbed the Forest Park Stranger

continues his reign of terror in the Portland area.

Police are warning women to stay inside and lock all doors and windows.

Here's where I'm getting confused.

The press is saying we have a serial killer at large, but the police?

And that's the Portland police force. The police on everybody's left side now

the Forest Crime Service being attributed to a person known only as the

Park Strangler.

Police have no answers and the city is briskly clear in the wake of this string

of murders.

That brings the known body count to seven for the serial killer that the

has dubbed the Forest Park Strangler.

i think i just wanted my dad to love me you know she was my hero and i i

didn't matter he couldn't see me no matter what i did and i just wanted him

see me like look at me one time

and see the person i could become

i remember in third grade

There was this after -school program for ballet, and I thought, you know, my dad

can see me on stage, see me dance and fly, that he would be proud of me.

So I signed up, and I lied to him and told him I was taking football practice.

And every day I'd go up on that stage, and I'd pour my heart into it, and I

loved it.

I love dancing. I love the feeling, the movement, the music, all of it.

I practiced so hard.

And then the recital came, and I asked him to come watch me.

He did.

He sat in the audience, and I stood up there on stage, and I looked out, and I

smiled.

I danced my heart out.

I gave everything to the dance.

I flew through the air.

I turned.

And every time I got a chance, I'd look down and see if he was smiling.

The dance ended.

He didn't say a word to me.

Not a word.

We got in the truck.

He drove home and silenced me, just sitting there, dying.

Die, Dad, please look at me.

Tell me I did good.

Tell me you're proud of me.

Nothing.

We got home.

He opened the car door.

He said, come on, son.

I was about halfway out when he slammed the door on my leg, shattering it in

three places.

As I lay there screaming, he leaned over.

He grabbed me by the throat and he said, That's because there are no faggots in

our family, son.

so let's keep going

you

don't

give me what i need so let's keep going you

don't give

I need to honor I need some rescue

You're John, right? Yeah, I am. How are you doing, man?

I'm pretty good. How's it going?

Oh, it's all right. Where are you headed tonight?

Downtown. Let's get some music. All right.

Yeah. We'll get you there in just a few minutes.

you get another chance but you never say goodbye would you never learn to say on

your own whoa tripping over tongues and leading with disguise if

you're gonna run amok you'd better do a right a story but you can't unfold no

you

Pressure to the veins, your lies will lead me to the floor.

I can't just let it fly, I won't just let you go. If you're gonna face this

pain, you're gonna face it on your own.

It's time for you to feel the weight that I've owned.

Hey sweetie, how you doing?

Good, you?

I'm good, what's with the camera?

Filmmaker. Oh yeah, like in the movies?

Am I gonna be famous?

Yeah, maybe.

Looking for a date?

Yeah, how much?

$100 for the basic, $200 for Greek.

$50 if you're on a budget. No cameras, though.

Yeah, okay. Get in.

Hey, Lace, you good?

You got it.

You got someplace we can go?

Yeah, I know a place. Come on.

I keep driving all night long.

out and partying later then.

I'll say this for my mother.

She could take a punch.

I know I saw her take several that were headed for me.

When I was a baby, she stepped in front of them.

I'd look at her laying there, blood gushing from her nose, her eye black.

And she'd look at me and say, I did this for you.

And then one day she stopped.

She stopped protecting me.

And then the punches came for me.

And it was me on the floor.

Black eyes.

Blood coming from windows.

It was me.

She gave up on me.

I'll hate her till the day I die.

The more power you entail, the further you must

travel.

Two dimensions and realms,

not easy to unravel.

Our world has a...

me off back there.

And so what? You're filming me to put it on social media and call me a Karen or

some shit?

You owe me an apology.

Fuck you.

Fuck you.

Fuck you.

When

we

were little, my dad used to take his fist, you know, like...

this and just as hard as he can on top of our heads, right?

Right here.

He would just hit us and hit us.

And sometimes, you know, you'd wake up afterwards,

mouth full of blood where you'd bitten your tongue.

I remember thinking, that's my brain, man.

That's my brain.

And I wonder, I just wonder what that did to me.

I remember in seventh grade, I used to get in a fight every day after school

with this girl, Denise.

She'd show up at one side of the park and I'd show up at the other.

We'd come together and just start punting and scrapping and kicking.

We'd tear at each other looking for weak seams until there was nothing left.

We'd lay there on the grass, bloody, exhausted, too tired to move.

Sometimes we'd hold hands.

I think that's the happiest memory of my entire life.

Thank you.

Yes, ma 'am.

How are you folks doing tonight?

You want to see a movie?

Yeah, how was it?

Good, how'd it go?

You able to get in all right? Yeah, I'm good.

They'll have to get to work.

Well, fair enough. We'll get you there.

Great.

How's your night going?

Quiet so far.

That's good.

Let's see if we can get out of this driveway here.

Good -looking apartment complex.

Yeah, not too bad.

Yeah?

You live there by yourself, or you got a roommate?

Right now, by myself with my daughter.

Oh.

She's my friend this morning.

Fair enough.

Bathroom's bigger than you get to it.

Dad?

How do you get a child?

A defenseless person who only looks up to you to love them and protect them.

All they want, all I wanted, was to be

seen by you.

What you did changed me.

I will forever wonder what I could have been.

I will forever wonder if I could have been normal.

And you took that from me.

I loved you.

And you beat me.

And what I am now is because of you.

I'll never forgive you for that.

You made me what I am.

I just wanted you to see me.

Why can't you see me?

Me, Dad?

I'm here.

I'm right here in front of you. You can't see me.

Why don't you love me?

I was there.

I was there for you.

I have a solution Wait out the storm You've left inside

me

Bye.

Hey, baby.

How's it going?

Wait, I recognize you.

We picked up sugar a couple weeks ago.

Where is she, you fuck? What'd you do?

Bobby, get your ass over here.

This guy just helped me do it. What?

What's going on?

Hey, hey, hey, buddy.

I have this recurring dream.

I'm playing in the backyard with another little boy.

He's smaller than me.

He's sweet.

He's innocent.

And we're digging holes.

Donut boys do.

And this hole's gotten deep.

Bottomless.

And we stop to look into it and I shove him.

I take this sweet innocent boy and I push him down into the darkness.

He's looking up at me.

And I can see him.

He's begging me, please.

Please don't do this.

Don't put me down here.

And instead I get a shawl.

And I bury that little boy.

And I'm in the hole.

And I can't breathe.

And it keeps coming.

And I'm screaming.

And I'm screaming, let me out!

Don't put me down here!

Get nice and comfortable back there.

Daddy thought.

Because I have a lot of love for you and I never want to let you go.

All she wants is a brand new diamond ring and my love doesn't seem to mean a

thing. But I've never felt this way before.

If you told me to, I'd stay here with you.

We could do everything you always wanted to. You think you're

summer hot, even when you fall.

But the weather's changed, it's cold outside and it's time for you to...

All I want is someone to hold

me tight

One time I came home from school.

I was in trouble for something. I don't know what.

And my dad told me to go out in the backyard and pick a

stick that he would beat me with.

He gave me a saw and a knife.

And he told me if I picked wrong, he would pick and it would be worse.

So I went out in the backyard and I started cutting branches down and

beating myself and just whipping them across our skin until

blood was running down our back.

I was out there for hours just beating myself with these branches trying to

figure out which one would hurt the least.

i slept in the dirt outside that night afraid to go in and in the morning

when i finally went inside to take my beating

my dad had already gone to work he'd forgotten all about me

Why didn't he love me?

Wasn't I enough?

We won't see each other.

You've created a wave.

My pond is affected.

Closer to you, guys.

Giving perspective.

Walk off the edge, feel the water, wake me one time.

you

Yes.

I don't understand people.

I don't know if I ever did.

I see them walking down the streets or at the park playing with their kids and

wonder what's inside of them.

Do they have thoughts, feelings, emotions?

Or are they just empty shelves?

My ex used to say I was nothing but darkness inside.

So I cut her open looking for the life that wasn't there.

She was empty.

I keep looking. I keep trying to understand what makes me different than

Why am I the way I am?

And they get to be happy.

What is wrong with me that I don't have whatever it is inside of them that makes

them happy?

It makes them more... I keep looking and I can't find it.

Sir, he's got a camera.

My wife ordered one of those.

Somebody keeps stealing her packages.

Oh yeah? Is that it?

Can I help you guys?

Good afternoon. Are you the homeowner?

Yeah.

The reason we stopped by today is one of your neighbors called in a noise

complaint.

Said she heard screaming.

Screaming here at this house?

Yes, sir.

I mean, I'm watching a movie, but I don't know about any screaming.

Are you the only one here?

So, who called? You said it was one of your neighbors? Are you the only one

here, Mr. Hamilton?

Um... Yeah, I'm just wondering who called. Is there any reason why somebody

would call in a noise complaint?

I don't understand remorse.

Or guilt.

Why do people feel these things? I mean, you did it.

You must have meant it.

Why feel guilty?

Why feel regret for something you chose to do?

I mean, I don't understand people at all.

I see them.

I talk to them. I interact with them. But they're aliens.

Completely alien.

Have a good day. You too.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Norbert camera.

Do you have the footage from that for today?

Around 1 p .m.? No, I haven't really figured out how to work it yet.

I see.

Probably have to get one of the kids to come by and help me out.

Yeah, probably.

Yeah, sorry.

All right, well, have a good rest of your day.

All right, you too.

Thank you.

They tried to warn me about you And

what they said was true You

show up at the worst times I

don't know what to do I knew this day

would come

Hey baby, you looking for a day?

Yeah, how you doing tonight?

Feeling good, how you doing tonight?

Good, how much?

$100.

Are you working by yourself tonight?

I am working by myself tonight.

Yeah, okay, get in, I know a place.

Okay.

Yeah, let's do it, sweetheart.

Alright.

You were right.

Hey dad, I found this game, can I play with it?

Uh, I don't think that's a good idea, son.

No.

You can ask me, I'll take him.

Alright, go see your mom, son.

Hey, Noah?

I love you.

When you're a little boy, God's name is Daddy.

I will take you to forever land.

I only want to make things right.

You had a chance. Time is up. You're mine.

I will take you to forever land.

I only want to make things right.

You had a chance.

Time is up. You're mine.

I will take you to forever land.

Just want to be alone.

Can I help you?

Got your food here.

Yeah, I didn't order anything.

Any two or three Chatterley?

Ronnie Briggs, double cheeseburger fries?

Yeah, sorry, no, this is Cambridge.

Shit, stupid GPS.

Know where Chatterley is by chance?

I don't.

It's cool. Have a nice day.

Hang on just a second. Can I sit at my seat?

Every time I put my hands around a woman's neck, I think of you laying in

hospital bed and how you wouldn't even look at me at the end.

That goes to the front of the flag to take out what is compelling.

We come from under the sun. Enter the one. The computer game mainframe that

how we're playing it.

Whatever been running, speeding away so far wanted to be here today from the

wreckage.

Here's play tricks on me, hide on the TV, the radio, the big screen, what I

comes from a machine.

The knob turners, no sheet, go with the flow, keep swimming, tread water from

the undertow.

Why

am

I unlovable?

Is there something wrong with me that I can't see and you can?

All my life, I have just wanted to be loved for who I am.

But if you can't love me, then by God, you'll fear me.

I don't know what happens next I'm not entirely sure

what's happening now

No

They're all dead, Dad.

They're still walking.

And every time I wrap my hands around their necks, all I can think is, can you

see me now?

Can you see me now, Dad? Are you proud of me now?

Can you see me now?

All I ever wanted as a child was for you to love me the same way that

I had loved you.

You couldn't do it.

You just couldn't do it.

The cops are here.

Let's end this.

In the news tonight, we have confirmation from the Portland Police

that the man allegedly responsible for the deaths of more than a dozen women

been killed during a shootout with local authorities. What motivates a man to

commit a murder on a scale?

The fact is, we don't know.

All we know is that a man is dead and that he leaves behind no less than 15

victims, including his wife and son.

On today's episode, we dig into the theory.

on what makes a serial killer.

Are they born or made?

In the next episode, we'll discuss a society's fascination with serials and

taking an in -depth look at the motivation that drives a man to murder

young women. Are men like these born human?

Shaped by events in their lives.

Tune in next week to find out.

This is just you and Sam. The police are reporting tonight. This is just you and

Sam. The police

are reporting

tonight. This is just you and Sam.

He talked to Randy, the only known survivor of the Forest Park Strangler,

the woman made him leave to be responsible.

Yeah, basically, I couldn't give a shit less, so we killed some Oz. You know

what? Man was doing society a favor, that's what I think. He's doing what the

city couldn't.

Cleaning up our streets.

I gotta tell you, Cal, I think he's hot.

Guys like the Forest Park Strangler, there's just something about them.

Who are they?

take control and just go for what they want.

I'm a fan.

and you didn't know how much sense we were making.

Keep up, walk along,

or stay in the shadows.

The world won't wait for you to decide where we

go on this ride.

Show me a friend.

I'll show you where you're going.

I took a look at your shoes to see how much money

you saved walking.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I'll show you where you're going.

I took a look at your shoes to see how much money.

Get sick or die, trying to figure out life

gets given.

Show me a friend, I'll show you where you're going.

I took a look at your shoes to see how much money you saved

walking.

Show me a friend.

I'll show you where you're going.

I took a look at your shoes to see how much money

you saved.