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At that Florida Department
of Corrections facility

in Stark, Florida,

the signal has now come

shortly after 7:00 this morning,

Eastern Time.

The signal came
from the witness window

at the facility there
that Ted Bundy,

convicted killer
of a 12-year-old girl,

rape and murder of her in 1978,

had died in the electric chair.

Many of those outside the prison
who had maintained a vigil

broke into cheers

following the signal
that Bundy was dead.

After exhausting

a series of appeals
that lasted 10 years,

Ted Bundy is dead.

If it was...

something I could use,
I would use it.

I would learn their routine...

When they got home from work,

how often
they went out to dinner,

how often they ordered takeout.

If they had a boyfriend,
when would he stop by?

Did she have a dog?
Did it bark?

Those are the things
I would learn.

Then on the night
of the full moon,

I would make my approach.

The full moon is key.

You show a woman a badge
at night,

know some real details
about her,

she'll follow you right
to your car.

That's where I would hit her
over the head with a tire iron

hidden in the bumper
behind the wheel well.

Once she was out,
I would drive her out

to a spot I'd picked out
weeks before,

secluded, wooded, no traffic,

where no one would see my car.

That's what I would do,
if I did it.

But I didn't.

I'm innocent of the crimes
for which I've been convicted,

as well as those
I'm suspected of.

I'm an innocent man.

I was at Roger's
right before Korea

with my first wife.

It wasn't my wife.
They buried the pig.

Glad to hear that.
We're all here.

And as you all know,

no good deed goes unpunished.

You guys did such a fine job

with the first
36 research interviews.

the Deputy Director
wants another 36.

- Oh, so generous.
- So...

we're gonna expand our list

to include serial rapists,
child molesters,

and any of the serial murders

we didn't get to
the first time around.

So, we put together
a tentative wish list.

You guys all know the drill.
You volunteer or be volunteered.

First up is Berkowitz.
Myers.

I got friends on the staff
up in Attica.

- I'll take a run at him.
- Take it.

Sounds good. Bittaker.

I'll take Bittaker.
Worked the guy before.

You got some family
in California,

- don't you?
- Yeah, Cali boy.

I saw your hand shoot up there
really quick.

You j... You just want to
go to California. Alright.

- Got your number, bud.
- Alright.

Hold on here. Bundy.

No one's taking that.

- No.
- Anyone.

No way.

Yeah, I'll take him.

Don't waste your time, bro.
He won't talk to you.

He hates feds.
He won't talk to any of us.

I can always give it a shot.

- Yeah, give it a shot.
- I've been fortunate in the past

with developing informants
that nobody thought would talk.

We're all familiar
with your record.

So why don't you meet with me
after the meeting,

and we'll discuss this, okay?

Yes, sir.

Look, Roger,
I don't want to buck.

I'm the new guy here.

I don't want to step
on anyone's toes.

He's not gonna confess
to anything,

but even the simplest thing,
it might slip through.

Look, there are families
out there looking for answers,

and if we can provide
closure for just one,

it'll be worthwhile.

Alright.

I'll have them
pull the files for you.

Oh, um...

just the biography,

not the crime scene photos.

Hagmaier.

Hey, Bill. It's Will.

I reached out to the warden

about getting you
into that interview.

- Did you talk to him?
- Yeah, I did.

Bundy wants you
to write him a letter.

Write him a what?!

A letter.
Who knows with this guy.

Can you get it done
by tomorrow?

Yeah, sure.

- I can do that.
- Great.

You get it to me.
I'll get it to Bundy.

Yeah. Alright.

- Thanks, Will.
- Yeah.

Agent Bill Hagmaier.

- Sign here.
- Mm-hmm.

You've got
to check your weapon.

Okay.

Agent,
he's not gonna talk to you.

He hates the feds.

We've exchanged letters.

He has expressed interest.

Oh.

Yeah.
I need you to talk to Bundy.

I have an Agent, uh...

- Hagmaier.
- Agent Hagmaier.

Says he wants to talk to him
or something.

Yeah.
No, that's what I said.

Okay. Call me back.

A while back,
a TV network offered him $50,000

to do a special.

He turned them down.

So, he's not going to do
something like this for free.

Yeah.

Well, put him on.

I don't give a good God damn
what he's doing.

Put him on the phone.

Yeah, Bundy.
Are you sure about this?

Because I don't want
any goddamn bullshit

splattering on my desk over it.

You'd think
you're smarter than him.

You think
you're gonna be the one

that's gonna get him to confess?

I don't think I'm smarter, sir.

I don't think you necessarily
have to be smarter.

This is what's going to happen,
Agent Hagmaier.

Ted Bundy will come down.

He'll toy with you
for a little while.

He will cat and mouse with you.

He will make you think
you are getting somewhere.

Then he's gonna leave you there,

go back to his cell,

and jerk off at the memory.

Well, at least that'll give me
something to write about.

You know the drill.

Well,
say something.

You came to talk to me,

Mr. Bundy,
I'm Special Agent Hagmaier.

I know who you are.

Well, I'm grateful

for you to take the time
to see me today.

We're compiling
a series of interviews

to try to find common threads

in the way that people think,

and we're finding it...
very helpful to get an idea

of what people in your...

situation...

well,
what their childhoods were like,

what brings out
their aggression,

what makes them angry?

My situation?

Your situation is quite unique

in that you also have,
from what I understand,

an interest in the psychology
of serial murderers.

I do.

You've been writing to
an investigator up in Seattle.

Uh, yes.

You mean the Green River thing?

Yeah, that's a really
interesting case.

I don't have, uh,
access to everything,

but I-I've started to piece
some things together.

And that thought process is why
I wanted to speak with you.

Not, it isn't.

Th-This is purely academic.

I know this is.

You FBI guys,
you're all the same.

You think you're better than me.

You're all just Hoover disciples

riding through
on your high horses,

thinking you've got
the biggest brains in the room.

If you're so smart,
why aren't you bagging

serial killers left and right?

Why doesn't witness protection
actually work?

If you testify,
we'll grant you immunity,

and you can go
into witness protection.

Live out your life
in a quaint small town.

But it never works.
They always get killed.

- You can't protect them.
- Well, witness protection is...

You are liars in cheap suits
on government salaries,

and everything is
an elaborate trap with you,

all so you can
retire on a pension

- and write your damn book.
- Look, I'm just...

No, no, no! You...
sell that to the tourists.

You can never trust an FBI man.

Not for a goddamn minute.

Mr. Bundy...
is this meeting over?

No, sir, we were
just getting started.

Mr. Hagmaier,
is this meeting over?

No, no, we're just having a...

friendly conversation
on the state of the Bureau.

If you get up and put
your fingers in his face again,

you won't be using them
for a year.

Yes, sir.

You could've buried me there.

Do you know what
they would have done to me?

Yeah, I have a pretty good idea.

Look, I don't want
to get you on anything.

I'm not even gonna ask
if you killed anybody.

It doesn't matter to me.

W-Why would you want
to talk to me specifically?

Look, we both have
psychology degrees.

You almost have a law degree.

You have more education
than I do.

I know the guys on the row
come to you looking for advice.

And you help them
with their appeals.

We trust you.
They tell you things.

I'm not gonna ask you
anyone's secrets.

I-I just...

I just want to recruit you
to help me see

if we're going down
the right road on this.

Are we asking
the right questions?

Are we looking
at the right people?

I'm not here
looking for evidence.

I'm looking for understanding.

I don't know what you know.

I don't see what you see.

I don't hear what you hear.

I don't think you'd tell me
the truth,

even if I did ask you.

I'm just...
I got to start somewhere.

Why do they send you down here?

Why didn't they bring
the prima donnas in?

Why didn't they send in
Montgomery or Douglas?

Well, they didn't even think
you'd talk to us.

- Why, because I had feds?
- Yeah.

I don't know where
they get that idea about me.

I'll tell you what.

I bet they think they would
do a better job than you.

I bet you're right about that.
I'm just the rookie.

So, this is what
I get from the FBI, huh?

A God damn rookie.

Let me ask you something.

Shoot.

What do you think
about this thing...

the pornography
and violent crime?

I read Dietz's article about it.

- Which one?
- The one from the BSU.

How do you know about that?

Where'd you get all this?

These are FBI bulletins.
Even I don't have some of this.

It's some
pretty heavy reading material.

I'm impressed.

Do you have Playboys, too.

That's what the scrum have.

I-I-I didn't mean to imply...

Do you really think Playboy
makes people do these things?

- No.
- Neither do I.

I'll tell you what
the real bad pornography is.

The marriage of pleasure
with the thrill of control.

The real danger isn't

watching a woman get undressed
or reading a Playboy.

It's someone having the
euphoric feeling of having sex

and hurting someone
at the same time,

like in the detective magazines.

The ones with the girls
on the front covers

with their breasts
falling out of their dress

while someone garrots them
from behind.

"Read the true story
of one killer's obsession."

Exactly.

You know what those
are really good for, though?

- What?
- Learning how not to get caught.

I imagine they would be.

They are instruction manuals
on how to get away with it.

So, did you read a lot
of those growing up?

No, no, I never read them.

So how did you
end up in the FBI?

I think we should focus on...

- On me?
- Yeah.

You asked me to trust you, Bill.

But I don't know you from Adam.

I ended up in the FBI
by accident.

Oh, bullshit.

You've got to have a degree.
What's you get it for?

I wanted to be
a guidance counselor.

Oh, no. No way.

Seriously.
A guidance counselor.

How does a guidance counselor
end up in the FBI?

Two weeks after I graduated,
I was drafted.

- You want to 'Nam?
- No.

No, my brother was over there
and had just been shot.

That bullet spared me
from having to go over.

So, what did you do?

I ended up as a counselor
at a military prison.

And someone there
was a serial killer.

A few.

Did you counsel them?

Some.

I bet you never wanted
for a thing in your life.

What did your dad do?

Investment banking,
upper management.

Mailman.

Happy childhood?

No.

Were you close to him?

He was a drunk.

Okay.

Moving on.

Once you got in the FBI,

you chased a job in the BSU?

No, I was recommended.

Like I said,
I ended up here by accident.

You broke a big case.

I contributed.

Serial killer?

No.

No, I-I developed a CI
on an armored car robbery

that no one thought would talk.

He gave us everything we needed.

- That New York thing.
- Yeah.

Oh!

That is the biggest
armored car heist in history.

I've read about you.
You're no rookie.

You're some hotshot
young upstart,

and I'm your next big case.

You're gonna be
the guy who broke me.

- No.
- Come on.

You can't bullshit
a bullshitter.

I'm not.
I'm a scientist.

I-I just want to understand.

Oh, you want to understand.

Well, I'll tell you...

you and your colleagues
out there...

the investigators,
the detectives,

you're like fisherman
out on the water.

You throw your bait in.

You're trying
to catch your fish.

The smaller fish,

the inexperienced ones,

the ones who are still
driven by their ego,

well, they're gonna
fight for that.

They're gonna swim up,
and they're going to try

and get that hook.

They don't know it's a hook
because they're stupid.

They're arrogant.

And you'll... you'll catch
a lot of those fish,

but occasionally,

your bait will sink
a little lower,

to the middle level,

and that's where
the medium-sized fish are.

And they're hard to catch.

You only catch them
when they're lazy

or their egos get
the better of them.

You get them.
You pull them up.

You mount them on your wall.

You get you press conference.
You write your book.

But deep down...

in the deepest
depths of the sea,

is where the biggest fish are.

And you have no idea
how big they are.

You have no idea how long
they've been down there.

They see everything.

They watch everything.

Sometimes, they eat
the smaller fish.

But they don't take the bait.

The only way you can catch them

is to become one of them.

And you can't do that.

You won't do that.

Not yet.

Maybe someday...

if I can trust you...

I'll take you
under the water with me.

You can see how deep
all this goes.

Mr. Bundy, it's time.

- We're done anyway.
- Would you like me to come back

to continue this conversation?

Ah, we'll see.

Maybe I'll write you a letter
or something.

Oh, but if you do come back...

could you bring me some gum?

- Well, that's contraband,
- Yeah, I know.

The wrappers.

Look, maybe you can
talk to the warden.

I'll see what I can do.

So, did you get anything
we could use?

No.

But I got a pretty good
read on them.

Yeah.

You think he's capable
of all the other murders

he's suspected of?

Oh, he's...
he's guilty, alright.

- He all but admitted it to me.
- You're kidding me.

He wouldn't
say he did it.

He won't. Not yet.

But he wanted me
to know he did it.

He's proud...

proud of what he's done,

but even more so
that we can't prove it.

What do you think he wants?

Well, he says he wants me
to bring down case files

so he can help profile.

What do you say?

I say
it's more complicated than that.

I think you should
keep pulling at that thread

and see what's
at the other end of it.

Okay.

Man, how many times
do I have to tell you?

I've got nothing else to say.

Here you go, Bill.

Thanks, Tom.

Hello.

- You remembered?
- I did.

The warden was very particular
about the wrappers,

but since you played
nice last time,

he made an exception.

Spearmint.

How'd you know
it was my favorite?

I didn't.

Hmm.

That is very good.

So, tell me, what's the,
uh, tape recorder for?

I thought we'd talk
about some cases.

And you need a tape recorder
for that?

Well, you have a unique window
into this world,

and there's a good chance
you'll say a great many things

that I'd like a record of.

Okay.

- But if I say shut it off.
- It goes off.

Well, press record,

and let's get this
party started.

I'm gonna save this.

It is February 13, 1986.

This is Agent Bill Hagmaier.

I'm sitting with Theodore...

No, Ted.

I'm sitting with Ted Bundy.

Where do you wanna start?

Uh, I thought we'd
start with Green River.

I feel like
there's something

I could add
to the investigation.

I understand why they can't show
me pictures or tell me things,

but if I could just see some
of those crime scene photos,

I think it would be something
of a revelation.

I could see some of the changes

that this guy was going through,

at least on a superficial level.

Superficial?

This is a person that
we're looking for here,

assuming that
it's just one person.

This is a living, breathing,
viable human being,

who's just going about his life

in a way
that makes sense to him.

He isn't some kind of monster

because he wasn't
at the beginning.

He's sick, demented, sure.

But... when you start
using jargon like that,

those impassioned terms,

you forget that there's
a lot of him that in you.

I don't know about that.

There is nothing
that this guy has thought

that you haven't thought
at one time or another.

What, he's just...

taking it a step further
for one reason or another.

Well, sure.

They're crediting him
with 36 now.

And yet, he's still
avoided detection,

even with a vulnerable
victim class like prostitutes.

Not a real high-risk crime
for the offender.

Still bold as hell.

I'm amazed at some
of his crassness and luck,

going back to the same area,

even while all hell
was breaking loose.

All of the girls being

fully aware
of what was going on,

he still managed to get victims,

and then he just stops?

Now, do you think a person
like that can just stop?

It's unlikely,
though, if he did,

maybe he was exhausted.

Exhausted?

Do you have any idea

what a spree like this
would take out of you?

It's...

Too big a bite, man.
Too big a bite.

- I can't even begin to imagine.
- Yes, you can.

Do you think I don't know
why you're asking me

about this stuff?

What do you mean?

About the murders
in the Pacific Northwest,

Well, you said in your letters

that you wanted to discuss
the Green River case?

Do you want to ask me
about, um, Utah next,

or Florida or Idaho.

- What's in Idaho?
- I'm just naming states.

Look, I-I'm here to talk to you

about anything
you'd like to talk about.

Do you think there's a point
in a person's progression

where they... they say,
"This is my life's work.

This is what I need to do"?

Or do you think
it's a gradual escalation?

You know, it's gradual.

It's like a... a skier

who has been dreaming about
skiing their whole life.

They read the magazines.

They watch the movies
about skiing.

They think about it
all the time.

And one day, they just say,
"I got to try that."

Right, and some people will
start on the very steep hill,

and some will start
on the bunny slope.

Some people take lessons.

What's your thumbnail sketch
of the guy?

Well, I wouldn't go so far
as to say how old he is

or anything like that, but...

he's either unemployed
or works part time.

Um...

Based on the frequency
of his killing,

the fact that his victims

were taken every single
night of the week...

...indicates that
he doesn't really have

much of a schedule to adhere to.

Well, he's not married.

Probably doesn't have
a steady girlfriend

or anything that puts
regular demands on his time.

That's some solid profiling,

and you did that just with
some newspaper clippings.

Will you turn the tape off?

You know they think I'm crazy.

I'm tired of people
saying I'm crazy.

I'm tired of reading
psychiatrists

and some of your
FBI prima donnas say

that you have to have
some sort of complex

in order to kill people.

Normal people kill people.

Say...

what's the worst thing that
you remember about your father?

What do you mean?

Well, you told me
you hated him.

What's the worst thing
you remember?

Our house had a basement.

It was the only place to play
when my dad got home from work.

He like quiet
while he watched the shows.

One summer,
a rat moved into the basement.

I could hear it constantly.

Always chewing.

Always scratching.

It attacked me once.

Darn thing bit me.

I ran upstairs crying,

My dad, he didn't like me
interrupting his shows,

so he... he got up
and grabbed a baseball bat.

He hit you?

No.

No, he went down the stairs.

I could hear him cursing
through the floor,

and he battered the basement.

A few minutes later,
he came upstairs,

bat covered in blood,
lean it against this chair,

went back to his beer.

Told me to go downstairs
to clean it.

I went down there and...

the worst thing wasn't
the blood or that smashed rat.

It was the silence.

I-I couldn't
hear the rat anymore.

I couldn't hear the scratching
or the chewing.

Any time I went down there
after that, it was quiet.

I-I stopped going down there
after that.

You missed the rat.

Yeah, I guess.

Do you think
you could kill somebody?

I think you could.

Well, I'm an FBI agent.

I carry a gun, got a badge.

That's not what I'm saying.

Every morning, I say a prayer.

I put on my gun and my badge,

and I ask God
for the strength and wisdom

to know when to pull the trigger

and not one second sooner
and not one second later.

That's not what I'm asking,
either.

Could you kill somebody?

Yeah, I could.

And I could get away with it to.

I'm at least as strong as you.

Probably like sex
as much as you do.

I know how to dispose of a body,

how not to be noticed,

how to get in and out
and leave a scene looking

like it belongs to a series
of other murderers.

But that's not who I am.

I wouldn't do that.

But you could do it.

Yeah. Yeah, I could.

Are you crazy?

I don't think so.

Well, neither am I.

You understand that?

I understood that the first
moment I walked in here.

You're already better
at your job

than most of the guys
you work with.

They all think I'm Looney Tunes.

I hear
he's sending you letters

Pretty regularly.

He likes to talk,
likes to be heard.

Just how close are
you two getting?

What is that
supposed to mean?

I mean, I hear rumors.

Watch yourself.

When you get too close
to a guy like this,

you can lose your way.

Okay. Okay.

So then the teacher says,
"It's imagination time.

Today, we're gonna pretend
to be like animals."

And so she goes, "Little Susie,
what is a lion like?"

And little Susie rears up
and slashes a paw forward

and goes rawr!

She's like,
"That's great, little Susie."

So then she's like,
"Billy, what is a turkey like?"

And he flaps his wings
all around the room.

Gobble! Gobble! Gobble!
Gobble! Gobble! Gobble!

And then she gets to Brian,
and she says, "Brian,

what is an elephant like?"

And Brian stops.

He thinks about it for a second,

and he stands up,

and he drops his britches
and drawers right then and there

and starts crab walking
around the room,

going, "Brr, I'm an elephant!

Brr!"

- Wait, how old was he?
- 4.

Did you get the call,
or did your wife?

It was her.
She was not happy.

Jesus, your son
sounds like a hoot.

Oh, he's a good kid.

He's got to be, what,

six months or so
older than Rosa.

- How old's your boy now?
- 5.

That sounds about right.

What do you imagine
they're doing right now?

You know,
while their daddies talk murder.

I haven't seen her.

I don't, uh...

I don't know what she does.

I like to imagine that
she's got a nice dollhouse,

but she goes out
riding her bike.

But then I also hope
that she's careful, you know?

A lot of dangerous men
in the world.

Too many.

Do you have a picture?

She's beautiful.

She takes after her mother,

Have you seen her mother
recently?

Not in a few months.

I miss the hell out of them.

- Rosa's getting to that age.
- That age?

When she understands
what people say about me.

Yeah, well, how do you even
explain that to a child?

How do you explain that
to an adult?

Full grown adults walk around
that don't understand

that they shouldn't believe

everything that they hear
in the press.

How can you expect
a 4 year old to?

Does your son know what you do?

He knows his daddy
protects people.

Well...

Rose's daddy...

well, he doesn't.

Did you get that letter I sent.

The latest one?

Is that the one about the girl

- who sends you the pictures?
- Yeah.

I mean, a lot of women
send photographs.

Well, not like these.

No.

I don't know where you would go

to get something
like these developed.

The wall of your cell must
be quite a sight to see.

Oh, I don't keep them.

No, I trade them
to other inmates for favors,

- commissary and the like.
- You don't like them?

I always know there will be more
in the next day's mail.

Turn the tape off.

I don't think I can
do this anymore.

Why not?

I...

You're getting inside my head,

I don't like people
being inside my head.

- I'm not inside your head.
- You're so full of it.

- No...
- I bet you think you know

what I would do
if I broke out of this place.

- I don't.
- Yeah, but you do.

I bet you think you do.

Tell me.

Tell me what
you think I would do

if I broke out of this place.

Well, the first thing
you would do is steal a car.

Then you'd probably head up
to the state of Washington.

You'd probably remove
a couple of people

- that are under your skin now.
- Yeah. Who?

Maybe a... an investigator

that's pissing you off.

Not returning the letters.

Maybe a journalist

who's been...

unkind.

Then there's somebody else.
I don't know.

A guy you think is
having sex with your wife.

Then you'd steal another car,

slip over the border
into Canada,

and never, ever come out.

We'd never hear from you
ever again.

Fuck you!

You can turn the tape back on.

A-Are you sure?

I wouldn't know what else
to do with my time.

You could write another book.

Oh, never again.

That didn't work out.

It was a bestseller

We did correctly anticipate

the baser desires
of the book-buying public.

They do want to be titillated.

There were people who read that
for genuine reasons,

- but they were misled.
- How so?

Well, it's a funny thing
when money gets involved,

and people do things for money
that they ordinarily wouldn't.

And those guys, they wanted me
to talk about things

that I was suspected of,

and I was like,
"I can't do that.

All I can do is speculate."

Anybody who read those books

knows nothing about me
or what actually happened.

Well, there are other people
who wrote books

who knew you before
any alleged criminal activity,

and they felt they knew you.

- You mean Ann Rule?
- Do you remember her?

Vividly.

In her own way,
she's a very nice person.

All we did was share shifts
at call-in crisis center.

We never saw each other
socially.

My former fiancee,

girlfriend, friend,
what have you, Liz,

she wrote a book about me.

She had a far, far
better opportunity

to get to know me.

Better than Diane Edwards?

Diane is a lovely person.

But we were only just friends.

We never lived together.

Now, Liz, she saw me day in
and day out for years.

Well, Diane is referred to

as someone you cared
very deeply for.

There are a lot
of theories about me

that are just
a bunch of bull crap.

Well, people think that
Diana and I broke up,

and somehow this was the...

traumatic episode in my life
that made me go over the edge.

But...

It's simply not true.

It's completely untrue.

I know in my heart

that that episode
was not important.

Now you have Liz, friends,
family, relatives...

they're all reexamining
our relationships.

You know, they're...

"Did I see it coming?
Could I have stopped it?"

You know how it is.

I saw it in him
when he was 5 years old.

People, they don't
want to feel fooled.

You know, there's,
"Oh, I knew he had it in him

when he wouldn't open the door
for me one time,"

- that sort of thing.
- Yeah, you kicked a cat.

Yeah, I kicked a cat,
and one time,

I jumped up out from behind
the bushes to scare Ann.

Well, who hasn't done that?

And one time, it was that I...

I-I walked along
the railroad tracks

to see how long I could go
without falling off.

I mean, come on.

It's ridiculous.
Give me a break.

Jumping out from the bushes
was never my thing anyway.

There are a lot of myths
and misunderstandings about me.

Like you're a...
a master of disguise.

Oh, my God.
Yes, yes.

Just half a dozen photographs
of my many faces.

But they were all taken
within a 10-year period.

They had
my graduation photo from '65

and my arrest photo from '75.

If you grow a beard, say,
just innocently grow a beard

or you come in...

in a different mood,
wearing a different expression,

people are gonna think you look
like a different person.

But this is the myth
that they wanted to tell,

the master of disguise.

But when you were caught,

you had to tell the police
who you were,

even though you were
on the FBI's top-10 list.

I told them.
They didn't believe me.

When you were a fugitive,
did that list have

any bearing
on the way he behaved,

My manner of survival,
yeah, yeah.

But to be honest...
and I don't mean

to insult your intelligence
or anything...

but I don't think
you all catch anybody.

Not really.

I mean, there are exceptions,
certainly, but...

I think most guys get
themselves caught.

Well, do you think sometimes

they want to get caught?

I never wanted to be caught.

I know that's a top-tier theory,

but it's more
pop psychology crap.

No, the truth is, is that
nobody looks at those things.

Nobody keeps their eyes
peeled all day long,

looking for somebody that they
saw on a "Most Wanted" picture.

Even cops,
they walk around.

They don't believe that they're
ever gonna run into that person.

So all you have to do is

go about your day,
don't act weird,

And everyone thinks
you're just a regular guy.

I imagine that's
how serial killers

get their victims, as well.

I imagine it is, too.

You know,
we should write a book.

You just said...

No, no, no, not about me.

About profiling.

We could call it
"The Bill and Ted Show,"

I'm not writing a book.
Not with you.

- Not with anybody.
- Why not?

Well, then I'd just be like all
the other prima donnas, right?

Yeah, but think about what
it could do for your career.

My career's fine.

You know,
if things were different,

I could be sitting
in that chair.

I could do what you do.

I have no doubt about that.

And if things were different,

you could be out there...

trolling the streets,

looking for the right girl.

And getting to know her habits,

how she does her hair.

which shoulder
she slings her purse over.

Does she bite her nails?

You could be that guy.

If things were different.

If things were different.

The U.S. Supreme Court today

said no to mass murder
Theodore Bundy.

The court refused to set aside
Bundy's conviction

and his death sentence
for the murder

of a 12-year-old Florida girl
more than a decade ago.

Boss man wants to see you.

Come on in.
Close the door.

What is it?

Governor Martinez signed
a death warrant.

How long does he have?

- 60 days?
- 7 days.

Seven days.

Can he do that?

It's irregular as hell,
but yeah, it's legal.

He's ready to talk.

- He wants the deal?
- Yes.

Said he's ready
to confess to everything,

but he'll only talk
to one person.

Well, it's about time.

You hold his hand,
you tell him who to talk to,

go in the room, be in there,

make sure he talks
instead of playing his games.

We've got seven days to close
God knows how many cases

and put these girls
and their families to rest.

Yeah, yeah.

That I can do.

We meet
on democracy's front porch,

a good place to talk
as neighbors and as friends.

For this is a day when
our nation is made whole,

when our differences,
for a moment, are suspended.

And my first act as President
is a prayer.

I ask you to bow your heads:

Heavenly Father,
we bow our heads

and thank You for Your love.

Accept our thanks for the peace
that yields this day

and the shared faith that
makes its continuance likely.

Make us strong to do Your work,

willing to heed
and hear Your will...

Thank you.

Well, look, we ran away
from the FBI to join the circus.

It's a madhouse here.

We got phones ringing
off the hook.

I got inspectors coming
from all over the country,

got media camping out
across the street.

Now you're showing up
to join Team Bundy.

No, I'm just here
to coordinate.

Yeah, Carolyn's not
gonna see it that way.

- Who?
- Oh, she's the ringmaster

of Barnum, Bailey, and Bundy.

His civil attorney.

What does a civil attorney
have to do

- with coordinating interviews?
- I don't know.

You figure that out,
let me know.

Oh, and also find out why
a civil attorney has to visit

their client 80 times
in three years.

Okay.
We need all signed petitions.

All signed letters.
That Tanner letter.

- Let's find it.
- Hello.

You be Special Agent Hagmaier.

Mm-hmm. Bill.

Mr. Bundy says good things.

Not exactly sure
how to take that.

- As a compliment.
- Excuse me.

We're still putting together
the schedule.

It was my understanding that
I was in charge of the schedule.

Then you were misinformed.

The governor's not gonna stand
for any more games.

The governor
is the one playing games.

He could've signed the death
warrant for 60 days, hell, 30.

He signed it for 7.

He's thinking more
about his own reelection

than he is about
doing what's right,

and if he wants to play
politics, then so can we.

This isn't the time to take

a stand
against the death penalty.

This is exactly the time
to take a stand against it.

There are people desperate
to find out

what happened
to their daughters.

- And we need to...
- Bill.

It's good to see you again.

I wish it were under
different circumstances.

You and me both.

Mr. Bundy, I was just
telling Mr. Hagmaier that...

He will be in charge
of conducting interviews.

I don't think that's wise.

Well, Bill knows most
of the guys here.

The ones he doesn't
know him by reputation.

There's no one here
they'll trust more than him.

Okay.
If that's what you want.

- It is.
- Okay.

Mr. Hagmaier, you can
be excused, and we'll...

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What are you doing?

We still need to brief
the investigators.

Not without Bill here.

I would like to remind you
that he's law enforcement.

Right.

- Right. Look.
- Yeah.

I need a moment with Bill.

I am not gonna leave you
alone with law enfor...

Carolyn.

- Mm-hmm.
- I told you.

This is different.

This is Bill.

He's my best friend.

Okay.

You know, we're gonna clear out
the room and let them...

let them have it.

Bill, we both knew
this day would come.

I'm absolutely certain that you
knew more about my activities

and thought processes
than I was comfortable with,

more than you ever let on.

How long have you known?

Since the moment
you walked in here.

Why didn't you
ever say anything?

I didn't have to.

How long have you known
that I knew.

Since the first moment
you walked in here.

Then why didn't you
say anything?

Same reason.

All this...
is it just theater?

Or are you really gonna
go through with it?

- Can't it be both?
- No, it can't.

The Florida Supreme Court came
back with their ruling tonight,

7-2.

I mean, I have one more appeal
with the U.S. Supreme Court,

but they really mean to kill me.

They really want to kill me.

You think this is funny?

You've been sitting here
for eight years.

What do you think
they brought you here for?

It's just now starting
to sink in?

Y-Yeah.
I knew it.

I knew I knew it,
but I just now thought about it.

They're going to kill me.

They're going to kill
my mother's son.

Maybe they will.
Maybe they won't.

Yeah. Yeah, you're right.

Let the bastards try, huh?

Look, you've got to do this.
You've got to come clean.

I will. I'm gonna do what
I can in a major way.

I'm gonna give them the truth,
but in a measured manner.

You can't hold
these girls hostage.

Not anymore.
That tactic will backfire.

If anyone senses that you're
stalling on this, you're cooked.

Oh, no, you're right.

It's time to come clean.

But we still have a couple
of cards up our sleeve.

- Like what?
- You'll see.

You just focus on making sure
the investigators bring

the right material
and stay on track.

What's the plan?

There are investigators
coming in from Utah,

Colorado, Florida, Idaho,

Idaho? Why Idaho?

I've got a couple surprises
for them.

I told you, you can't play games
with the governor of Florida.

You're not in any position
to extend your life

by giving them some
Henry Lee Lucas kind of stuff.

- What are you talking about?
- Why Idaho?

Don't worry, Billy.
I got us covered.

- I dropped two in Idaho.
- "Billy, I got us covered"?

Why would I be happy that you
killed two girls in Idaho?

No, you're right.
You're right.

But Florida isn't gonna
do anything for me.

Colorado, Washington, Oregon,
Utah can't do anything for me.

But Idaho...

They're gonna ask for more time.

And they can
petition the governor.

- Ted, you cannot...
- I'm not stalling.

I'm not playing games.

I'm coming clean.
And if that means bringing

other states into the mix,
then so be it.

- How many?
- Five.

Not how many states.
How many girls?

- Am I talking about?
- How many did you kill?

That.

Yes, that.

Let's say 30.

Let's say we talk
about the real number.

30 is a nice round number.

How many?

I don't know.

What do you mean you don't know?

I didn't keep score,
and it gets confusing.

I don't understand
what gets so confusing.

I'm not even sure
all of them are dead.

There are several girls,

girls that I hit over the head
and put in my car.

When I would drag them
out to the woods.

they would wake up,
sometimes in my arms.

Sometimes when I went back
to my car to get my tools.

They all took off
into the woods,

and I couldn't find them.

I'd go home.

I'd watch the news,
but not a peep.

No news.

So did they run home
and change their name,

never to tell anyone
what happened,

afraid that I would
come back and try again?

Or did they die in those woods?
I don't know.

So, it could be more than 30?

Then there are the dry runs.

Dry runs.

There are a lot
of girls I stalked,

learned everything about,
staked out my spot,

walked up to their door,
passed them on the street,

and just walked away.

Why?

Because every time
I did this, I asked myself,

am I going to kill this girl?

Sometimes I said no,
and I never went back for her.

I didn't understand.

Because the minute I say no
and couldn't walk away,

it was the minute I was
on the road to being caught.

Diane Leach.

I couldn't say no.

She was a mistake.

I should never have killed
a 12-year-old girl.

- She was a mistake?
- Yes.

- And the others?
- Choices.

Can't really call those
mistakes, can I?

So 30.

I can for sure admit to 30.

Why am I here, really?

Bill, we've spent a good deal
of time together.

Not as much as some
of the others.

Yes, but you knew all along,

and you treated me
like a human being.

You just wanted to understand.

I still do.

That's why you're here.

Each of the investigators
get two hours.

I have a handful
of other interviews.

And then
when everything is clear,

you and I will sit down
and have the conversation

you've wanted this whole time.

What are you going to tell me?

Everything.

What's this... gizmo?

This will pick up everything
you're saying

and everything that we're saying
over here on the other side.

Well, let's just
get it out in the open now.

Mike, I know you have
some intense feelings about me.

- No.
- Well, you may or you may not,

but if you think
I'm bullshitting you,

you tell me.

If I thought you
were just gonna...

jack it around all day,
I wouldn't be here.

All right.

I've been sent here
to talk to you

about Grand Junction.

Where?

And Vale.

Let's start with
Bountiful, Utah.

I really need a map for that.

Eugene, Oregon.

And then we'll move on
to West Linn and in Corvallis.

So, where exactly, Mr. Bundy,
did you take these girls from?

- Excuse me?
- Well, there are a number

of unsolved disappearances
in the state of Idaho.

Frankly, sir,
we have no idea

which victims are yours.

Is there any need
as far as the Western slope

of Colorado is concerned,

for us to go back
before 1975,

maybe even as far back as '68?

No.

I didn't get to Colorado
until '75.

I really need a map for that.

I mean, didn't your
office tell you.

Yes, we're trying to get maps
down here as soon as possible.

The clock is ticking here,
so...

If you want
to describe the area,

I know it pretty well.

I could try.

Well, that was a long time ago.

I mean, that was...

There were... a lot...

There were a lot of girls
since then.

Did you clean the car
afterwards.

I don't remember.

if you were driving
60 miles an hour

traveling south for...

Didn't think there'd be math
on this test, did you?

- No, I did not.
- No, no, me neither.

You said that was north
of Pocatello, yeah?

- I don't know its name.
- Okay.

But you drowned her there.

No, I drowned her
in my hotel room.

I only dumped her body
in the river.

And then what did you do...

after you killed her?

I'm trying to work
with you here.

I know.

Look...

I think we're getting
close to lunch.

Alright.
Let's break for lunch.

We'll resume this after.

Y...

You're stalling.

No, I'm lying.
There's a difference.

What happened to giving up
everything in a major way?

- You didn't see it.
- See what?

- He knew her.
- What? Bull.

- How could you tell?
- I don't know.

I don't know. Something
in the way he talked about it.

I don't know.
It was in his eyes.

I don't know if they were dating
or romantic or whatever,

but he had a relationship
with that girl.

Well, I didn't see it.

That's because you
weren't sitting across from him.

- You would've if you were.
- So, you didn't tell him...

Because I didn't want
to tell that guy

that I made love
to his dead girlfriend

right before I cut her head
clean off.

Jesus.

I'm going to lunch.

Okay. Let's go back
to Grand Junction.

May I ask you something,
just briefly.

- Certainly.
- Did you know her?

Yes, I did.

I had a feeling.
I could just, uh...

sense the emotion.

Yeah. Well...

It's an emotional thing.

Sure, I know that.

I would appreciate it
if you didn't let that

color our conversation here.

I think we should
move on to Vale.

I still have a few more
questions about...

Vale.

You drive back safe.

Yeah.

So, about tomorrow.

- You mean the Dobson thing.
- What Dobson thing?

Some radio preacher,
televangelist.

Carolyn set it up.

We said no media

We'll you'll have
to talk to Carolyn.

Okay. Can you do me a favor?
Put your father on.

Hi.

Yeah, no, it's...

no easier today, no.

Oh, yeah. Comes with
the territory, right?

Uh-huh.

Yeah, no, I'm leaving now.

Mm-hmm.
I should, uh...

I should go.

Okay. Yes.
I will see you soon.

Yeah. Okay.

Okay, Yeah.

Yes, got to go.
Okay. Bye.

What's the schedule tomorrow?

- You have a very light day.
- I mean Dobson.

You won't be needed for that.

All of the interviews
are supposed to go through me.

All the law enforcement
interviews were to be

scheduled through you,
and they were.

What the heck are you trying
to pull here?

I'm just trying
to give my client a chance

to tell his side of the story.

Do you think Dobson will
petition the government for...

Dr. Dobson
is a very well connected man.

- We said no media.
- And he knows the rules.

He just wants to talk to him.

Ted will tell him what
he wants to hear.

- He wants a poster boy.
- And we'll give it to him.

Dr. Dobson, this is
Special Agent Bill Hagmaier.

- Special Agent.
- Doctor.

It's good to meet you.
I've heard a lot about you.

You're doing
the Lord's work here.

We've done what we can.

But we still have
a lot of investigators

left to squeeze in.

Well, your two hours
are counting down.

I won't keep you.

Carolyn, I'm going
to check on our setup.

- Mm-hmm.
- Get me something to drink.

That was rude.

How long of an interview
can he get with all the setup?

The setup doesn't count.

What do you mean
it doesn't count?

This is a real production.

You don't just
point a camera and shoot.

How long?

We have seven hours blocked.

- Seven hours?!
- Correct.

He's guilty.

This won't help anyone.

Excuse me.

You are guilty of
killing many women and girls.

Is that correct?

Yes.

Yes, that's true.

Ted, how did it happen?

Take me back.

So much grief, so much sorrow,

so much pain for so many people.

Where did it start?

How did this moment come about?

That's part
of the tragedy

of this whole situation,

because I grew up
in a wonderful home

with two dedicated
and loving parents.

I'm one of five
brothers and sisters.

But AS a boy,

and I...

and I mean 12, 13...

I encountered,

outside of the home again,

in the local grocery stores,

the local drugstores,

soft core pornography.

Soft core,

What people call soft core.

And as I think I explained
to you last night, Dr. Dobson,

an anecdote, as boys do,

we would explore
the back roads and sideways

and byways of our neighborhood.

And oftentimes,
people would dump the garbage

or whatever they were clearing
out of their house.

From time to time,
we'd come across

old pornographic books

of a harder, more explicit,

graphic nature

than what we'd encounter

in, say,
your local grocery store.

And this included such things

as detective magazines.

Those involved violence.

Yes, this is something
I want to emphasize,

is the... the...

the most damaging kinds
of pornography in...

And again, I'm talking
from personal experience here,

hard real personal experience,

are those that involve violence,
sexual violence,

because of the wedding
of those two forces,

I only know too well,

brings out a behavior
that is just...

too terrible to describe.

We are your sons,
and we are your husbands,

and we grew up
in regular families.

And pornography can reach out

and snatch a kid out
of any house.

It snatched me out of my home

20, 30 years ago.

...as good a Christian home...

Were you happy
with the interview.

Very.

His message is going
to go out to the world

and save untold thousands
of lives and souls.

- And the governor?
- Is going to love this.

So, you'll talk to him.

The governor was never
going to pardon him.

He's a murderer.

But now he can go on
to meet the Lord

with a clean soul
and an unburdened heart.

Thank you for this
tremendous experience.

This is going
to change lives.

And now, if you'll excuse me,
I have to go across the street.

No, we had
an agreement. No press!

This is too big.

The world needs to know why

he killed those girls.

It was a pleasure meeting you,
Bill.

Yeah, hi. It's me.

I need everyone down here ASAP.

Today in Florida,
a notorious serial killer is

sustaining a string of very
last-minute confessions.

Ted Bundy is trying
to stay his execution,

which is scheduled for tomorrow
in the electric chair.

Ted Bundy has now confessed
to at least some

of the violent murders
he's suspected of,

bringing some measure of relief
to the victims families.

Jennifer Strother
was a co-worker

of Julie Cunningham,
a Vale ski shop employee

Bundy has confessed to killing.

Bill. Word?

Bundy's people are calling
for a sanity hearing.

Well, that's straight
out of the playbook.

Governor will send down
his people,

who will find him sane,

as the governor
has instructed them to do.

And then, of course,
Carolyn will call in her team

of heavy hitters,
who will...

They'll find him nuts,
whether he is or not.

Whether he is or not.

So, it will come down

to any interviewing
law enforcement officials

who spent significant time
with him.

You're saying I'm the guy
that's actually gonna decide

whether or not
he gets the chair.

It's a hell of a thing
to put on to a man, but yes.

That's who you want
to be president.

Former head of the CIA.
That's who you want.

Some one who knows
what it's like on the ground.

- Absolutely. Absolutely.
- You know?

- Get stuff done.
- Get it done. Get it done.

Hey, Bill, you've met
Assistant Warden Decker, right?

Yeah, I think we met at
the Crime in America conference.

I don't remember.

Good evening, everyone.

Ted Bundy has 13 hours to live,

and he is using those hours to
try to buy himself more time.

Shortly after 2:30
this afternoon,

a diesel engine that will
power tomorrow's execution

arrived at the Florida
State Prison for testing,

showing the first signs
of what is to come.

You said he wanted to
do something for the families.

You don't exactly have a lot
of time left to do that.

We're still
waiting on the court.

...Bundy T-shirts for sale.

This one says,
"Burn, Bundy, Burn."

And the vendor says
business is good.

I'm not making a lot
of money on this.

But I'm getting
the message out.

And they say I'm crazy.

The governor isn't gonna call.

This is it, right?

The governor has identified
three psychiatrists, good ones.

They're interviewing staff,
administrators,

anyone who's come
in contact with you

to ask
if they've noticed any change

in your behavior
over the last week.

Well, that's alright.

They're gonna ask you.

I mean, who have you
spent more time with

over the last three days?

And if you tell them
that I'm not crazy...

I'll be executed.

That is the likeliest outcome.

I need to make a phone call.

Yeah, you have
all the calls...

To my mother.

What the hell do I say to her,
Bill?

- I don't know how to...
- You tell the truth.

You apologize.
You say you're sorry.

Write her a letter.

I don't know how
to write that, Bill.

Alright.
Let's work this out.

Here you go.

Well, you're asking me
to do something.

Just start with, "Dear Mom."

Dear...

How long's it been
since you've talked to her?

- Three years.
- We'll start with that.

You only have a few hours left.

What did you have in mind?

You told me once,
when you were ready,

you'd take me under the water.

I did.

So...

...where are we going?

I'm, uh...

pretty tired.

I think I should get some rest

before the morning.

Ted...

you said you wanted to confess,

tell the truth.

You can't get right with God,

holding all that in.

If you consider me a friend...

I'm going to...

take you somewhere...

that I've never
taken anyone before.

And I will do the talking.

She's...

beautiful.

She's...

radiant.

And very familiar.

Her dad is sick.

He's, uh...

He's in and out of the hospital.

I hear her talking about it

over a pay phone.

He has heart problems.

I have a badge

that I got in the usual way,

a local police badge.

And tonight...

full moon.

She looks amazing.

She's exactly like one
of the girls from the magazines.

- The detective magazines.
- Spitting image.

Walk up to her.

I'm Officer Ted,

Officer Ted Bundy.

Something's happened.

She goes pale.
"What do you mean?"

"Your father's
had a heart attack.

I was sent to find you.
My car is over this way."

She rushes with me.
It all happened so fast.

She doesn't have time
to clock the police officer

is picking her up
in a Volkswagen.

I open the door for her.

Before she realizes there's
no passenger seat, wham!

I hit her
in the back of the head

with a tire iron.

She's out.

Isn't she beautiful?

Her dark hair parted
down the middle.

Gorgeous.

I want her so bad.

But no.

Not yet.

Stick to the plan.
Just a few more miles.

You can do whatever you want.

The air is cold.
It's crisp.

Now we're there.
We're there.

I drag her out of the car.

I drag her through the woods

to the place I have
all picked out.

That spot.

She's lying there
in the moonlight.

Her curves, her skin,
her blouse.

I can see her curves.

...don't get caught.
That's how you don't get caught.

I need my kit.
It's in the car.

Back of the wheel well.
Get rid of it after I'm done.

Never use the same kit twice.
That's you get caught.

You didn't let them
catch you with it.

You got to know
where to drop it.

...and I undress her.

I wrap the garrot
around her neck.

And I bend her over.

And I wake her with
the smelling salts.

And she wakes, and she screams.

Shhhhhh!

"Please, please, please,
don't do this."

Don't cry. Don't cry.

- Just be quiet.
- Please, don't do this.

I live out all the fantasies.

I fuck her until I...

...I've ever dreamed of.

It's just that moment.

I wrap the garrot tighter.

I wring her neck.

I choke her.
She's bucking.

She's gasping.

Oh!

I feel her going limp.

And...

I wrap her...

I wrap my arms around her.

And I turn her around.

And I kiss her.

I swallow her last breath whole.

She knows.

She knows...

that it's her last moments
on earth.

- And she's mine.
- This is it.

This is it.

She's mine.

We went out for food.

But nothing was open this late
but a gas station.

Thanks.

So, what'd he tell you?

Special agent.

Governor's team
is ready for you now.

Alright.

I think we have
everything we need.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

Thank you for your time,
Agent Hagmaier.

I failed.

No one could've saved him
after what he's done.

Carolyn...

you need to go home
to your husband,

go home to your kids,
get some sleep?

Has anyone ever told you

that you need to go home
to your kids?

I know what people say.

The guards, everyone.

About Ted and I.

People say things.

You want to know what
I think about Ted Bundy?

I will tell you.
I hate him.

I... I think I hate him more
than anybody I've ever hated.

Then why defend him?

Because murder is murder,

and... in the end,

we all have to be accountable
for what we've done,

and that includes me
as much as it includes Ted,

and it includes you, too,

Whether you realize it or not,

you just helped pull
the trigger in there.

It's between him and God now.

I just told the truth.

Him and God. Right.

God is what gets you
through this?

Goodbye, Bill.

"He maketh me to
lie down in green pastures.

He leadeth me beside
the still waters.

He restoreth my soul.

He leadeth me in the paths
of righteousness

for His name's sake.

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..."

Look down and give
comfort to your son, Ted,

As he prepares to make
his final...

Oh, no! No!

In a place where thine...

The Lord of hosts.

He is the king of glory.

I can't fucking hear anything!

♪ And praiseth me ♪

♪ My song shall be... ♪

I wanted
to say something.

You know, while I still can.

Thanks for being here,

for being a friend.

Everyone always wanted
something from me.

I was a noteworthy client,

or... or... or another brick
on their road to salvation

or a name on their cover
to sell a book, but...

But you...

all you ever wanted from me
was to understand.

And that's all a friend is.

You know, someone
who wants to understand.

All they want to believe
is that the worst person

in the world got smoked?

You know what?
Screw that.

I'm not gonna give the state
the satisfaction of killing me.

They can bury me if they want,
but they can't kill me.

You see this pen?!

I can put this in my arm
right now.

I can bleed out before
anybody gets in here.

I've researched it.
I've seen other guys do it.

- I can do it.
- You don't think I trust you?

What, you want me
to grab that pen

and stop you from
killing yourself right now?

I'm not gonna do it.

If that's your plan...

But you wanted to do some good
before you went.

And I've done it.
I've done all I can.

- You said so yourself.
- Not all.

Those families,

they need to know that you
died for their daughter.

Each one of them independently
is going to believe

that you died
for their daughter.

That's why you have
to die in the morning.

It's for them.

What's gonna happen to me?

I don't know.

I can't get what
I need from here.

What do you mean?

I have been reading
this fucking thing.

I just don't know.
I don't know. I don't know.

Well, what we do know is you're
going to die in the morning,

and there will be
a final judgment.

How am I going
to explain all this to God?

There's a thing called remorse,

a thing called repentance.

Salvation has to come
from within first.

You're not gonna be able to lie
your way out of this one, Ted.

Seven days!

That fucking governor...
he gave me seven days!

It could've been 30.
It could've been 60!

I could have had some time
to do some good.

I could have had time
to figure out how to live.

But that selfish bastard,

he wanted to put
a notch on his desk.

"I'm the guy who fried him!"
That motherfucker!

They want to kill me
for their own satisfaction,

all so they can feel better,

but they are not better than me.

They are not better than me!

Why, Bill?!

Why did this happen to me?

Wait a minute! Wait a minute!

You're asking me,
so I'm gonna tell you right now!

How many of your victims
had the opportunity

that you have, huh?!

To prepare for death,
to call your mom?

You don't even know
how many girls there even were!

All those children!

All those children who died!

They weren't all children.
Most of them were women...

They were all somebody's child,
Ted!

- Yeah, yeah.
- You're somebody's child.

Yeah.

You're pissed at me, aren't you?

Yeah.

Yes, I am.

You think they should kill me,
don't you?

You think it's my turn to die.

Frankly, they probably should've
done it a long time ago.

I have to pray.

Mr. Hagmaier.

It's time.

Will I see you out there?

Yes.

Did you get what
you came here for?

Do you know why I did it?

Because you wanted to.

I hope to see you
on the other side.

Could be.

♪ Na na na na,
hey hey, goodbye ♪

♪ Na na na na,
hey hey, goodbye ♪

Florida State Prison.

I'm sorry.

He's not available
at the moment.

I'll be sure
to give the message.

Look, Bill.

The warden invited
a family down.

- To watch?
- Yeah.

And they did a head count.

I was supposed to have a seat.

Florida State Prison.

I'm sorry. He's not available
at the moment.

I'll be sure
to give him the message.

It's the warden's discretion.

He must have a big family.

He does.

I'm sorry.

They're ready for you, Paul.

I got to walk him down.

Can you man the phones?

Yeah.

Florida State Prison.

Is Ted Bundy there.

I'm sorry. He's not available
at the moment.

When you see him, will
you tell him, I smell bacon?!

Hello.
Hagmaier residence.

Hey, sport.

Oh, hi, Papa.
I'm so excited!

I wanted to tell you
about this thing that...

That's great, buddy.

That's great.

Is Mama around?

There's more.

Like, the pirates
have all these swords.

That's wonderful, buddy.

Um, yeah, can you put
mama on the phone?