All language subtitles for In Cold Blood (1996)

He comes to us as one

unknown, without a name

as of old.

By the river, He came to

those men who knew Him not.

He speaks to us the same word.

Follow thou me and sets us

to the tasks that He has to

fulfill for our time.

He commands and to those who

obey whether they be wise

or simple, He will reveal

himself in the toils,

the conflicts, the sufferings

that they shall pass through.

And as an ineffable mystery,

they shall learn who He is.

Here on the great prairie, we

are keenly aware of the turning

of the seasons.

As autumn turns to winter

and winter to spring, so do

the seasons of our lives turn.

And in each season of life,

there are certain tasks which

must be accomplished if we are

to grow into the next unimpeded

and unimpaired.

And if by circumstance or

neglect, we do not resolve the

issues of one season of life,

these unattended issues will

attach themselves to us and

haunt us from one season to the

next until they are resolved

in some manner.

St. Paul suggests in First

Corinthians another season

around the bend in the river

of life which we call death.

While we do not presume to

understand the full meaning of

death, we do see that there are

vast inequalities in life,

unless there is a life beyond

death in which God will

square things.

In life, we see through a glass

darkly, but then after life,

we shall see face to face,

understand each other as we long

to be understood,

know each other

as we long to be known.

Only upon the point of death

shall the great mystery

be revealed to us, and when we

die, we shall leave behind all

that we have and take with us

all that we are.

For the true and the righteous,

death should not be feared,

but welcomed as we welcome the

first rays of glorious sunshine

glistening on the river which

flows through all our seasons

for all eternity.

>> * I come to the garden

* Alone

* While the dew

* Is still on the roses

* And the voice I hear

* Falling on my ear

* The Son of God discloses

* And He walks with me

* And He talks with me

* And tells me I am His own

* And the joy we share

* As we tarry there

* None other has ever known

[ knock on door ]

[ pounding on door ]

[ pounding ]

>> All right, hold your horses.

I'm coming.

>> Hope you're feeling lucky,

Perry.

Today's the last day

you're gonna be poor.

>> You ever consider wearing

an eye patch, Dick?

>> Get dressed.

Come on, get dressed.

We got shopping to do

before we hit the road.

>> Where you been?

>> With my kids.

Went to see my kids.

>> Ah, your kids, right.

Come on.

>> I'm trying so hard to be

good, but I just can't help

myself.

But you mustn't tell anybody,

will you, Tom?

>> No, I won't. Indeed, I won't.

>> I love you.

>> Now it's all over

but the kiss.

[ crowd murmurs ]

Oh, ain't this fun?

Why, me and Amy Lawrence

down by the--

>> Amy Lawrence?

[ crowd laughs ]

Oh, Tom, how could you?

[ crying ]

[ crowd laughs ]

>> Roof's almost finished,

Perry.

>> We gonna be rich, Dad?

>> You bet your sweet ass, kid.

We're gonna be loaded! Hyah!

>> I'm gonna need one of these

hunting vests.

How's it look?

>> Yeah, looks good.

>> Do I look good?

>> Yeah.

>> Can you zip that up for me?

Just give it a zip. Don't worry.

I don't bite or nothing.

Oh, would you look at your

hands?

Those are pretty hands.

They're soft, too, huh?

>> Yeah.

>> Soft as a baby's

you know what, huh?

>> [ laughs ]

>> You do the dishes?

>> Uh, no.

>> I got a secret for you.

Give me your right hand.

Got it?

>> Yeah.

>> Slip it right in there.

>> No! No! No! Get away from me!

>> Are you buying that?

>> Knock-knock. Excuse me, sir.

We've been out hunting.

We got ourselves lost.

Could we kindly use your phone,

sir? [ laughs ]

>> What did you do to her, Dick?

>> What do you mean?

>> That girl.

She was acting funny.

>> Yeah? Didn't notice.

[ applause ]

>> How about that, huh?

>> Mrs. Hodgkiss! Come here.

[ cheers and applause ]

>> Hello, Herb.

>> Bess.

>> Hi, there, Herb.

>> Sadie.

>> Oh, wasn't that a swell job

of acting?

You know, I never cared

a plugged nickel for Becky,

not in the book.

But I sure liked that girl

of yours tonight.

An inspiration is what she was.

Don't you think so, Bonnie?

>> What happened to that good

strong arm of yours, Sadie?

>> Got herself clobbered by one

of them sacks of mail flies off

the train 100 miles per.

What got into her she wants

that job, I don't know.

>> I'm the only one in town

gets to work in a federal

building is what.

>> Did you hear that?

She's calling that outhouse

a federal building.

>> The stamps work, don't they?

And back where I work,

it's real cozy.

>> Herb?

>> Good evening, ladies.

Son?

>> What you said was,

we wouldn't need any money

after tomorrow.

>> That's what I said

on account it's the truth.

This guy's loaded.

Most successful farmer

in Kansas.

10 grand a week

is what Floyd said.

He gets that much out of the

bank just to pay his hands.

10,000 bucks.

>> Dick, nobody keeps $10,000

just lying around the house.

>> Sure, they do, baby.

They stash it nice and neat

in a private safe.

Why you carry all this junk

around with you everywhere?

>> What junk?

This book cost me 30 bucks.

It's got every song

I ever wrote in it, Dick.

Plus all the maps

we'll ever need.

Kaiser Mill, Dick.

Now that's a place where a man

can shed his clothes, put on

a relaxed grin and live like

a Rajah and have all the women

he can do for 50 bucks a month.

Cocos Island, Dick.

That's where the Spaniards

picked up tons of treasure.

A lot of their ships sunk, too.

Eldorado, man.

All we gotta do is get there,

buy us a boat, and, ooh,

follow the map.

>> Dad.

>> Nancy, please wait for me

in my office.

[ engine starts and revs ]

>> But I don't wanna date

other boys, Daddy.

Bobby's my best friend.

>> Honey, all I'm suggesting is

that it might be easier on you

when you go off to K State

next year if you resolve this.

>> I know Bobby's family being

Catholic and us being Methodist

means that there's no chance

that we'll get married.

>> I know, honey, I know.

I'm not asking you

to cut off all contact.

A gradual break

is all I'm saying, honey.

It's for your own peace of mind.

Don't you understand?

All right.

Go get some sleep now.

[ crying ]

>> No witnesses.

>> The last time I spoke to

the parole guys, they told me I

better never set foot in Kansas

again, and they meant it.

Where were you, anyway?

I waited at that bus stop

over an hour.

>> 'Cause the old man was

around, I didn't want him to see

me take a gun out of the house.

Christ, and he knowed I wasn't

telling the truth.

>> Known.

"You knowed" isn't English.

Anyway, what'd you

finally tell him?

>> Like we said.

Said we'd be gone tonight

and tomorrow night.

Said we were going to Ft. Scott

to visit your sister on account

of she's holding $1,500

for you.

[ engine starts ]

Ooh.

>> So is your daddy sore?

>> Sore? Why would he be sore?

>> 'Cause he hates me.

So does your mother.

I can tell the ineffable way

they look at me.

>> Hell, they just don't like me

seeing anybody from inside

the walls.

You know, anybody that wears

the old fraternity pin.

You understand.

>> I understand, I do.

You knew good people.

She's a real sweet person,

your mom.

* Every April

* Flights of parrots

* Pass on over me

* Red and green and tangerine

* Colors bright and free

* I hear them high and late

* Flying by

* I listen to their song

* Singing parrots

* Bringing April spring

* Singing parrots

* Bringing April spring

>> Parrots don't sing.

Talk maybe, holler, but they

sure as hell don't sing.

>> Hey, know what I wish?

I wish you wouldn't be

so damn literal.

>> You better watch out.

You're gonna become

an aspirin junkie.

>> I been one for seven years.

I got the habit in the hospital.

>> Doctors.

>> Yeah, they butchered my legs

after a motorcycle accident.

>> Doctors and lawyers,

what do they care?

You ever see a millionaire fry

in an electric chair?

>> Hell, no.

>> Hell, no.

Two kinds of laws, baby.

One for the rich

and one for the poor.

What do you mean, I should wear

an eye patch anyway?

>> Well, you're gonna have to

hide that eye, Dickie, in case

somebody recognizes you.

>> Ain't nobody

gonna recognize us.

No witnesses, remember?

>> Black stockings,

that's what we need.

Like nuns wear.

You can't recognize a man with

a black stocking over his face.

Black is foolproof.

[ baby cries ]

>> Thank you, Jake.

>> Alfred, I need you in here,

honey.

>> Morning, Mr. Clutter.

>> Morning, Alfred.

How you doing?

>> Well, we got a sick one,

the baby.

Me and the Missus been

up and down with her all night.

You have some particular work

in mind for today?

'Cause I been thinking about

carrying her to the doctor,

if that's okay with you.

>> Oh, of course.

You take the morning off.

>> Oh, thank you, sir.

>> Let me see that map

you and Floyd drew

of that Clutter guy's place.

Okay, now where's the office?

>> Here. That's where

the safe is, a wall safe.

>> Do you know how to...

>> Crack the safe?

>> Mm-hmm.

>> Hell, no. Do you?

>> Uh-uh.

>> We don't need to know

how to crack it, honey.

He'll do it for us,

Mr. Herbert W. Clutter.

He'll open it.

His combination. [ laughs ]

Tell me about that nigger

you killed in Vegas, Perry.

I like that story.

You think maybe they got some

black stockings

like they threw on for us?

Is that what you're thinking?

[ laughs ]

>> They're a bad luck bunch,

nuns, like snakes in a dream,

black spiders, only worse.

>> No such thing as bad luck

in my economy.

It's either a well laid out

plan or it ain't.

>> What can I do for you?

>> Fill it.

>> Yes, sir.

>> It's no good letting

ourselves get superstitious.

We got something we can bring

off beautiful here, a cinch,

a perfect score.

Oh, we don't need no black

stockings covering our faces

neither 'cause we ain't gonna

leave no witnesses, remember?

No witnesses.

>> No witnesses.

[ telephone rings ]

>> I'll get it.

[ ring ]

[ ring ring ]

>> Hello?

>> Hi, Nancy.

>> Oh, yes. Good morning,

Mrs. Ketchum.

>> Nancy, would it be too much

of an imposition to ask you

to help Jolene with a pie

this morning, 'cause she--

>> Uh, Mrs. Ketchum, will you

hold the line for a moment,

please?

I just have to check with Daddy

on something.

>> Fine, dear.

>> Kenyon. I smell smoke,

Kenyon.

Dad?

>> Morning, honey.

What's the matter?

Is your mother--

>> No, she's sleeping. I checked

before I came downstairs.

It's just Mrs. Ketchum.

She's on the phone and asked if

I could teach Jolene how to

bake a cherry pie...now.

>> That's what you get

for winning all those ribbons.

>> No, but if I say yes

to Jolene, I'll miss

the 4H meeting, Dad.

And I won't be able to come

even for the last part 'cause I

have clarinet and then I have

student council and I just

don't know what to tell her.

>> Well, it's up to you, honey.

>> Hello?

>> Hello?

>> Hi. That'll be fine,

Mrs. Ketchum.

You can bring Jolene right over.

>> Oh, you are dream.

Thank you so much, my dear.

>> Oh, you're more than welcome.

>> Bye.

>> Bye.

>> Kenyon, Nancy's gonna stay

here and teach Mrs. Ketchum's

daughter how to bake a cherry

pie, which means you and me

are gonna go to 4H.

So you better get dressed.

Oh, Kenyon, what's 4H stand for?

>> Head, heart, hands

and health.

Why'd you ask? You know.

>> Well, I was just making sure

that you know.

That must mean you also know

that smoking's no good

for any of them, right?

[ telephone rings ]

>> Nancy? Come to the phone.

>> Coming!

Hello?

>> So tell me.

>> We went to the movies

and we held hands.

>> Was it scary?

>> Holding hands with Bobby?

Are you out of your mind?

>> No, the movie.

>> Well, Bobby didn't think so,

but you know me.

I'm a sucker for that kind

of thing.

>> Are you having breakfast?

>> No, why?

>> You're eating your

fingernails and I can tell.

What's wrong?

>> It's Daddy.

When I got home last night,

he started that crap again.

>> Gosh, I wish he could

understand that you love Bobby.

Can't he understand that?

>> I think he knows.

It's just when I say anything

to him, he looks like maybe I

don't love him anymore and then

all I wanna do is be a good

daughter and do what he wants.

[ car door closes ]

I'm sorry, Susie, I gotta go.

It's Mrs. Ketchum

and her daughter.

I gotta teach her how to bake

a cherry pie. Bye.

[ doorbell rings ]

>> Nancy.

Oh, it's so nice of you

to do this.

I been telling Jolene that

you'd been the Old Comanchero

Pie Champion for two years now.

>> Everyone knows that, Mama.

>> We saw you in "Tom Sawyer"

last night, Nancy.

I don't know how to tell you

how lovely you looked.

And that part when you thought

Tom was engaged to somebody

else?

Those were real tears

in your eyes.

As good as anything on TV.

>> Well, Jolene and I

better get started.

>> I've got some shopping to do.

I'll be back around lunchtime,

okay?

>> That'll be fine,

Mrs. Ketchum.

I might have to go when we're

done, but my mom will be here.

Somebody anyway.

>> What about us buying a boat?

Something cheap, but sturdy.

Then we can go to Japan.

>> I thought you wanted to go

diving for treasure.

What happened to that idea?

You just remember

you can't swim?

>> Yeah, we could sail all

the way across the Pacific.

Thanks.

It's been done.

Thousands of people have done

it.

I'm not conning you, Dick.

You'd really go for Japan.

>> How do you know?

>> I was there on R&R from

the Korea War to the--

>> Bronze Star.

>> Yeah, beautiful, gentle

people, the Japanese,

with manners.

They're really considerate.

Not just out for your dough

like they are here.

And the women?

Oh, Dick, the women.

Man, you never had

a real woman--

>> Yes, I have.

>> Not like I'm talking.

There's these baths in Kyoto.

There's this one called

the dream pool,

and you go in there

and you stretch out and these

beautiful knock-out type girls,

they come scrub you from head

to toe.

>> Yeah, yeah.

You told me all about it back

in grad school.

>> So?

I can't repeat myself?

I know what I'm thinking is

what we're gonna do with all

that dough, you know?

>> Diapers, Perry. Diapers!

Is that what you want

so you can do this

until you're a grown man?

Lazy, that's what you are.

Too lazy to get up.

Every night you end up doing

in your bed what the filthiest

animal wouldn't do

where it sleeps.

Come here!

We're going to clean you up.

[ boys laugh ]

>> He's getting a whipping.

>> What's the matter now?

What is it, honey? Tell me.

>> Where is she?

>> Who? Where's who?

>> * My yellow bird

* Taller than Jesus

* Brighter than the sun

* She folds me in her wings

* And lifts me up to paradise

* My amazing angel

>> You been dreaming, Perry.

You just been off in one of

them dreams you carry around in

that wild Indian head of yours.

What was it?

>> Can I get y'all

some homemade pumpkin pie?

>> Just the bill, sweetheart.

>> You're not going anywhere

with me, are you?

You don't wanna go to Mexico,

do you?

You don't wanna buy a boat

and I know you don't wanna go

to Japan, do you?

Hell, you don't even know

where we're headed at.

Holcomb, Kansas.

So where the hell is Holcomb,

Kansas, Dick?

You don't know.

You don't know this farmer

or where he keeps his money.

Hell, you don't even know

if he has any damn money.

All you know is what some con

told you back at the walls,

what he scribbled

on some silly-ass map.

Floyd.

Floyd Wells.

>> Wrong.

Wrong on all counts, honey.

I know what I'm doing

and I know the man's rich

and I know we're gonna score

this time and score big.

And then we're going to Mexico,

baby.

We'll buy us a boat.

We'll sail the damn thing

across the Pacific Ocean all

the way to Japan if that's what

you want, okay?

>> Y'all come back now.

>> Who was you really looking

for, Perry?

>> Were.

Who were you looking for?

Never mind.

It was just a dream.

Just a useless dream.

[ ding ]

>> Let's eat it right now.

Forget letting it cool

and stuff.

Let's both have a slice,

and you, too, Mrs. Clutter.

>> Well, I can't.

I have to be at Roxy Lee's.

Oh, Lord, I had to be there

for her clarinet solo

10 minutes ago.

I'm sorry, Jolene.

>> Well, you go, dear.

I'll keep Jolene company

till her mother gets back.

>> Bye.

>> Bye.

>> Mr. Clutter, you know,

travels a great deal.

Seems like he's never at home

sometimes.

But wherever he goes, he always

remembers how I dote

on tiny things.

You set yourself down

right here.

This one, he brought back

from San Francisco.

It only cost a penny,

but isn't it pretty?

>> Uh-huh.

>> Now, little things,

they really belong to you.

They don't have to be

left behind ever,

and they're easy to carry.

So you always have something

of your own with you, something

that's really yours in case

you never do come back.

You know, it's only a penny

thing, but I think it's pretty.

>> Me, too.

>> You keep it.

>> Well, thank you,

Mrs. Clutter.

>> You're welcome, dear.

[ doorbell rings ]

>> Hello?

Anyone home?

>> Mama, look what

Mrs. Clutter gave me.

>> Oh, isn't that adorable.

She gave that to you?

>> Yeah.

>> Oh, how funny.

>> Well, Herb Clutter.

My goodness.

To what do we owe this honor?

>> Well, now you're gonna have

to take that up with Al.

He's the one who's bringing me

here.

>> Good afternoon, Alvin.

>> Bess.

Cherry or apple today?

>> Rhubarb, and it's good.

You about pie and coffee?

>> Yes, ma'am.

>> I'd offer you some coffee,

but I know you don't drink it.

Could I get you something else?

>> Milk, and I'm gonna have

a piece of that pie, too, Bess.

>> Herb, I guess I'm talking

to you on a somewhat

official capacity.

On the other hand, I'm not

really supposed to be telling

you this.

>> Well, whatever we're talking

about, Al, if you wanted to

keep it in confidence, perhaps

we should have chosen

another place.

>> Well, Herb, how'd you like

to be Methodist Layman

of the Year?

Try and contain that

wild enthusiasm of yours.

>> Well, I'm grateful. I am.

The Bishop?

>> That's next week's meeting.

I just wanted to give you

some warning.

>> Well, then there's still

time to give it to someone else.

You, for instance.

>> Well, not me.

Besides, the bureau

wouldn't approve.

>> Oh, come on.

>> Oh, Mr. Hoover approves

the religion all right.

Just not of any of any of his

agents making big show-offs

of ourselves.

>> Well, it's the same deal

with me, Al.

You and I, we helped to build

God's house to praise Him,

not to ennoble ourselves.

>> Exactly what I told them

you'd say, which is why

I wanted to save everybody

the embarrassment, why I wanted

to check with you first.

>> Thank you.

>> Well, being that you're

standing there, why don't you

just go and tell us

what you think?

>> Herb Clutter, false modesty

doesn't suit you one bit.

Now you done us real proud when

Eisenhower appointed you

to that Farm Board deal.

Why don't you let 'em give you

a dinner over at the church?

Hell, they wouldn't even have

a building it if wasn't for you.

>> The reward I seek is not

of this earth, but in God's

kingdom.

>> Amen. Now which disciple

said that?

I know it.

It's on the tip of my tongue.

>> Darned if I know.

>> [ laughs ]

>> Make sure you got the clutch

all the way to the floor

before you shift.

>> Yes, sir. I'm trying.

>> All right, yeah.

All the way to the floor.

Attaboy. Doing fine.

Come on, son.

Clutch all the way to the floor.

There you go.

Easy, easy, easy.

Okay, now get ready to apply

the brakes, all right?

Now easy, easy.

Kenyon?

Kenyon?

Kenyon, wait a minute.

Kenyon!

Just running away from

something because it scares you

does not make it go away.

>> It doesn't scare me.

I just get nervous sometimes.

>> Well, I know.

You wanna do well

and that's natural.

Everybody gets nervous

sometimes.

>> You don't.

>> I don't?

Well, of course, I do.

>> Yeah? When?

>> Well, I don't know.

I'm not too fond of getting up

in front of folks

and making a speech.

>> At church? Come on, Dad.

You can stand up there

and talk to hundreds of people.

Just nothing scares you.

>> * I come

* To the garden alone

* While the dew

* Is still on the roses

* And the voice I hear

* Falling on my ear

* The Son of God discloses

* And He walks with me

* And He talks with me

* And He tells me I am His own

* And the joy we share

* As we tarry there

* None other has ever known

>> Hey! Quit your billy

graham cracker hooey, will you?

>> You know, the trouble with

you, Dick, the only song

you know how to sing

is Dick's phooey.

The only way you know

is Dick's way.

And what the hell

am I doing here anyway?

>> You say you just wanna sit

there and sing about Jesus?

>> Well, what would you like me

to do, Dick? Huh?

Sit around all day and think of

the perfect score?

Plan that well laid out plan,

huh?

Hey, Dick!

I'm talking to you, Dick.

Okay, what are we gonna find

when we get there?

Who we gonna find

when we get there?

What are we gonna do with

who we find when we get there?

>> How the hell should I know

who and what we're gonna find?

>> You damn well better know

before dark, Dick, before we

get there or else it won't be

anything like the well laid out

plan, now, will it?

>> You wanna know how many

people there gonna be?

Is that it?

>> Yeah, for one.

And I wanna know if there's

neighbors and how far they live

from the house.

I mean, you didn't get much

from Floyd except that

crude floor plan.

Hell, he didn't even tell you

where the damn safe is.

And the ineffable happens,

you know, Dick? It does.

>> There's gonna be him, her,

the kid and a girl.

>> A girl.

How old is the girl?

>> Sweet 16, sugar.

Pretty as a fresh-picked flower

is what Floyd says.

Nancy Clutter, kind of kid

makes a boy's heart kind of

hurt is what he said.

[ laughs ]

>> You're not a boy, Dick.

>> Okay, okay. Let's see.

It's Saturday, so the two older

girls, two women, sisters

probably visiting.

They're married, I think.

That makes eight

and they might have company.

12.

The only sure thing

is no witnesses, right?

Ain't that what I promised you,

honey? No witnesses.

Plenty of hair on them walls.

>> Those walls. Yeah.

[ doorbell rings ]

>> Bob.

>> Herb.

>> Come on in.

>> How are you today?

>> I'm good.

We can convene in my office

to the left.

>> All righty. That'd be fine.

>> Bonnie is the only one

who drinks coffee in our house.

I can make you some

or you could have some water.

>> Oh, water's fine, Herb.

Thank you.

>> There you go.

>> Well, here it is,

what we call a solemn moment.

>> Yes. [ chuckles ]

>> You know, it's a time when

a man can look back on his life

and take measure of all that

he's accomplished.

I like to compare it

to signing a will.

It's a crossroads in some ways

except there's a long road

ahead for you, Herb.

>> Well, a lot of thought's

gone into this, Bob,

as you well know.

>> Yes, sir.

It was almost a year ago today

you first came to see me.

[ chuckles ] A year ago.

Of course, I knew about

Herb Clutter even then.

You know what someone

told me today?

The day haircuts went to $1.50,

Herb Clutter writes the barber

a check. [ laughs ]

It's what they said.

>> It's the only way

to do business, in my opinion.

Those tax fellows come poking

around, a cancelled check

is a man's best friend.

Cash money, I've heard tell,

is for tips and that is a fact.

Now, I've got plenty to be

grateful for in this life, Bob.

Wonderful things.

Take the kids.

I've been lucky there.

Here.

These are my older daughters.

This is my eldest, Evana,

and this is Beverly.

Evana's married to Don Jarchal,

and I can't tell you how much

I think of that boy.

And, Vern English, the man that

my Beverly had the good sense

to settle on, if anything were

to ever happen to me, I could

trust those boys to take full

responsibility.

>> Oh, hell, Herb,

you're a young man.

48 is young.

No, from the looks of you

and what the doctors are saying,

I reckon we'll have you around

for a few weeks longer.

>> Well, to tell you the truth,

Bob, I feel pretty good.

[ laughs ] Optimistic.

I got an idea a man could make

some real money around here

in the next few years.

Well, speaking of money, I've

got the first payment on your

policy and here's the check

that you've been dying to--

Oh, I won't say it.

[ both laugh ]

I won't say it.

There you go, Bob.

>> Hey.

>> Something to drink?

>> Yeah.

>> Yeah? Here, let me

help you out.

>> Oh, thanks.

>> Perry, come on in.

My angel.

My handsome little angel.

>> Come on. You get to play

with your mama all the time.

It's my turn now.

>> It's okay, Perry.

You go now, okay?

Go on. Go now!

>> Come on, let's go.

>> Go home, Perry. Now!

You whore!

[ arguing ]

[ fighting and screaming ]

>> Oh!

Stop!

Get off!

What are you doing?

What's the matter with you?

>> You been swimming that horse

in the river, girl, again?

>> Sure have, Mr. Stocklein.

Babe's gotta have a bath, too.

Look at how happy she is.

I heard your baby crying before.

>> Yeah, she's been sick

for two days now.

>> I'm sorry to hear that.

I'll bring you some apple juice

from the orchard after church

tomorrow.

Daddy just made some.

>> Well, thank you, Nancy.

>> Good night, Mr. Stocklein.

>> Good night.

>> You want a drink?

>> What is it?

>> Fruit and vegetable mix.

Potato and orange juice.

>> Mm. Vodka.

>> Yeah, vodka.

One more, save the rest.

We might could need it soon

on account of we're near the end

of the damn rainbow.

>> Is mama gonna come down

for supper tonight?

>> No, honey, mama's resting.

>> Didn't she look good

last night?

>> Where you been?

>> I was taking Babe for a swim.

>> Honey, Babe won't mind

the cold, but--

>> Babe's too fat to feel cold.

>> You go upstairs and change

before you get pneumonia.

>> Daddy, what about tonight?

>> No. No more going

to the movies, no more parties.

Not till after Thanksgiving.

You can ask Bobby Rupp to come

over and listen to the game

if you like.

>> Okay. I'll call him as soon

as I get some dry clothes on.

[ turns on radio ]

>> Kenyon?

[ turns off radio ]

Thank you, son.

>> * There's a race of men

* Who don't fit in

* Their spirits

* Can't sit still

* They break the hearts

* Of all they can

* And roam the world at will

* They range the field

* They row the flood

* And climb

* The mountain's crest

* 'Cause they got the curse

* Of the gypsy's blood

* And don't know how to rest

* If they just went straight

* They might go far

* 'Cause they're strong

* And brave and true

* But they quickly tire

* Of things that are

* And crave what's strange

* And new

>> Yeah, that's us,

brave and true.

But you forgot the rich part.

* Tired of being poor

* The craving to be rich

* And get a whole lot more

[ laughs ]

>> I've missed the best years,

Lord, the children, everything.

I am a ghost, Lord, a ghost.

>> Mama, don't say those things.

Don't even think 'em.

>> Oh, baby, it's true.

I'm too nervous to go

downstairs in my own house.

I don't know what's wrong.

I just can't seem to keep up

with any of you.

>> Came to the play last night

and you looked so beautiful.

Everybody was saying so.

You're getting better.

Even Kenyon can tell.

We're just gonna listen

to the game.

Bobby's coming over,

so it's just the five of us.

Why don't you let me help you

get your robe on?

>> No, no, no, honey.

I'm tired, really.

>> I'll make some coffee

for you.

Bobby likes you and you know

it, and you like him.

Please, mama?

[ vehicle approaches ]

[ car door shuts ]

>> Is daddy being spiky

about Bobby Rupp, baby?

Is that what's bothering you?

[ doorbell rings ]

He doesn't mean to, you know.

The last thing daddy wants

is to get in the way of anybody

over anything.

He just can't help himself

sometimes.

Go on.

You go downstairs

and enjoy yourself.

>> Good night.

I love you, Mama.

[ thunder ]

[ honk honk ]

[ honk honk honk ]

>> Fill 'er up?

>> Yeah. Check the oil

and water.

>> You all right, mister?

>> Hey, kid? You gonna fill it

this year?

>> Yeah, right away, sir.

>> Oh, man.

>> You getting a case of blood

bubbles all of a sudden, honey?

>> Here. Hold this.

>> Is that what it is?

We're close enough

to smell the damn money.

Now you think it's time

that you can help us?

I'm talking to you, Perry.

>> Dammit, I'm talking to you.

Don't you ever do that again.

Nobody lays a hand on me,

not you, not anybody.

You understand?

[ groaning ]

>> Back to pass, big rush

by the Wildcats, and Mercer

is thrown for a loss

back at the 45.

Great defensive play

by Kansas State's big tackle

Darren Wilson.

That makes it fourth and 17

for the Tigers.

Johnson back to punt

for Missouri.

There's the snap.

Johnson boots it,

a long high spiral.

Rose signals for a fair catch

at the 21 yard line,

and the Kansas State Wildcats

take over.

Still no score early in this--

>> No!

>> It's the first quarter.

>> No!

>> You've seen ball games

before.

>> Okay, he's calling signals,

fakes a hand-off, drops back,

pass is complete to Tommy Rose.

>> Yeah! Make-out, make-out.

>> Shut up.

>> Kansas State runs up

in a power T formation.

Second and two.

>> [ groaning ]

>> Oil's fine, sir.

So's the water.

That'll be 4 bucks.

>> Keep the change, kid.

>> Thank you, sir.

You here to hunt?

>> No. We're heading to Arizona.

We got construction work

waiting for us there.

That reminds me.

Do you know the mileage between

here and Tumcumcari, New Mexico?

>> Can't say I do.

Well, excuse me, sir.

I'm doing a job working

on a truck over there.

>> [ groaning ]

>> Yeah?

>> Want some candy?

They got a machine out here.

>> No. Oh!

>> You okay?

>> I'm fine.

>> Don't be all night.

Come on, baby.

We don't wanna be late

for the party, now, do we?

What's the matter, Perry?

You sick or something?

A natural killer.

That's what you are.

You should see yourself.

No ordinary punk

like they all said.

A natural killer,

like I always knowed.

>> Known.

>> * To be by your side

* Your best friend

* Wrote and told me

* Rat-a-tat

* You have teardrops

* In your eyes

* Daddy's home

* Daddy's home to stay

* Daddy's home to stay

* I'm not

* A thousand miles away

>> So you better cozy up

to that special Saturday night

someone now

before it's too late.

>> Bobby came to the house

this evening and we listened

to the K State game.

I love him.

I do and I don't care

what Daddy thinks.

This is forever between me

and Bobby.

>> [ gasp ]

>> Let's get out of here, Dick.

Let's just turn this car around

and get out of here before it's

too late, huh?

>> It's gonna be perfect, honey.

[ baby cries ]

>> Look.

I thought you said

there weren't any neighbors.

>> Will you look at this spread?

Don't tell me this guy

ain't loaded.

He's one of the richest farmers

in Kansas is what he is.

Mr. Herbert W. Cutter.

>> I don't like it.

>> It's the hired man's house,

baby. It's on the diagram.

Guy wouldn't never come

snooping around the big boss's

house in the middle of the damn

night, and if'n he does...

>> No, no. Count me out.

Count--no, Dick.

I don't want any.

>> What's putting the bubbles

in your blood, honey?

Or have I been wrong about you?

What'd you steal this big knife

for if you wasn't ready to come

here and do what we've come

here to do?

You just showing off?

You think maybe I don't got

the guts to do it alone, Perry?

Is that what you're thinking?

Well, I'll show you who's

got the guts and who don't.

>> I wish I'd had that drink.

>> Quiet.

That must be where the safe is.

>> Hey, Dick, give me the knife.

Hey, where's the other phone,

Dick?

>> It's in the kitchen.

>> No safe, huh?

>> It's here.

It's here somewheres.

I know it. It's gotta be.

>> Quiet, man.

Dick, Dick, Dick, Dick.

Let's get outta here.

There's no safe,

there's no money.

I don't like it.

Come on, Dick.

>> There's a safe in here

and it's full of money

and I'm gonna find it.

And when I do, I knows who's

gonna open the damn thing.

>> Honey?

Honey, is that you?

>> Are you Mr. Clutter?

>> Who are you?

What do you want?

>> We'd like to talk with you,

sir.

Could you step with us

into your office, please?

Have a seat.

Now, Mr. Clutter, sir, all we

want is for you to tell us

where you keep that safe.

Where is it?

>> Safe? I have no safe.

Whoever told you that is a--

>> You're lying, you rich

son of a bitch!

Don't you lie to me!

I know damn well you got a safe

in here.

>> Son, I'm sorry to disappoint

you, but I don't have no safe.

I've never had a safe.

I don't need one.

>> Look, mister, you tell me

where that damn safe is

or you're gonna be a whole lot

sorrier.

>> As God is my witness,

I am telling you the truth.

I don't need a safe.

Look, whoever told you boys

that there were money here,

if you're thinking you're gonna

find some, I'm afraid you come

to the wrong place.

>> No, sir! We heard you was

a rich man, Mr. Clutter,

a generous man, successful man.

We hear you keep a lot of cash

in that safe that you say

you don't have.

Now that's what we come here

for.

>> Whoever told you that

is a darn fool.

I don't keep any cash

in this house.

I don't keep any extra cash

in this house is the truth!

>> Where's your wallet?

Where's your damn wallet?

>> It's in my bedroom.

>> Keep moving.

>> Whatever money that I have

here is yours.

Here's my wallet.

>> 12 bucks?

You gotta have more than that.

What's upstairs?

>> Well, there's no one

upstairs but my family.

They don't have any money.

>> Yeah? Well, you gotta have

more than this. Come on.

>> Look, you tell me what you

need and I'll give it to you.

>> Let's go. Go!

>> You boys wanna be on your

way, I won't say a word

to anybody, I promise you.

>> What about your wife?

>> You don't wanna bother

my wife.

She's an invalid.

She's been sick

for a very long time.

>> Yeah? Well, let's go pay

the little lady a visit.

Maybe she's the rich one.

>> I don't know why you boys

want to do this.

I've never seen you before.

>> Shut up!

When we want you to talk,

we'll tell you.

>> It's all right, sweetheart.

There's no need to be afraid.

There's no need to be afraid.

These men, they just want

some money, that's all.

>> But, Herb, dear, I don't have

any money.

You know that.

>> I know.

Don't cry, sweetheart.

Everything's gonna be all right.

They're not gonna hurt us.

I gave them all the money

I had, but they want some more.

They think there's a safe

somewhere.

>> I thought I told you

to shut up, huh?

>> My husband's telling

the truth.

There isn't any safe.

>> I know damn well that you

got a safe in here, all right?

Now I ain't leaving

until I find it.

Where's your money, huh?

Where's your money?

>> There's some over here.

>> Well, get it. Get it.

Gimme that!

3 bucks.

>> Dick. Dick.

These people are telling

the truth, man. Can't you tell?

The only one who lied

is your pal Floyd.

>> They're gonna see that

there isn't any money.

They're gonna see that there

isn't a safe, and when they see

that there's nothing that we're

hiding, they'll go away.

>> They'll go?

>> Well, what about them

and the kids?

>> In the bathroom.

We'll put 'em in the bathroom

right there.

After that, we'll tie 'em up

one by one and in different

parts of the house,

and we'll look for the safe

and when we find it,

we'll just, uh...

we'll cut their throats.

Can't shoot 'em.

That'd make too much damn noise.

>> Sit down.

You comfortable?

>> Get up.

Get up.

Get up, punk!

What's the matter?

You deaf, boy? Is that it?

>> Dick, you don't have

to hit the kid.

Now leave him alone.

All right, kid. Sit down.

Here you go.

You better put some pants on,

kid.

>> What is this?

Some kind of joke?

>> My, my. You must be Nancy.

We need you to step

in the bathroom.

Get in. Go on.

Go on. Go on!

>> Now you stand guard.

I'll do some reconnoitering.

Ow.

Ow.

>> Get down.

>> Nancy, come with me.

Hey, come on.

>> You leave her alone, mister.

You hear me?

>> Nothing bad's gonna happen

to your little girl, ma'am.

As a matter of fact, I can

assure you that she's gonna be

very well taken care of, ma'am.

I can certainly assure you

of that.

It's all right.

>> Oh, Lord, give us strength.

Protect our family.

Protect our Nancy.

See us through this crisis.

We ask in Your name.

Amen.

>> [ crying ]

>> See you later, Dad.

>> Bye, hon.

[ doorbell rings ]

[ ding dong ]

>> Maybe they're around back.

>> Maybe they're still asleep.

>> That's not possible.

Can you imagine Mr. Clutter

being late for church

just for sleeping?

>> Let's drive over

to Kidwell's.

Susie will know where

they went to.

>> [ coughing ]

>> Over to Martin in the

frontcourt.

Martin to Baxter.

Baxter breaks open at the free

throw line, driving past.

Baxter takes the jump shot.

Scores. Kansas State takes

a one point lead in their

home opener.

>> [ snoring ]

>> Max Saulters with the ball

for the Boilermakers.

Saulters fakes left,

drives, shoots, misses.

Rebound to Stanley Wright,

K State's pick six sophomore

center.

Outside pass to Martin.

The team captain dribbles

upcourt...

>> Lord, I never thought I'd

see the day when he'd fall

dead asleep and miss a game.

>> Maxwell with the ball

at the top of the key.

>> Shoots. No good.

Rebound to Kansas State.

Dryden bringing the ball

up the floor for the Wildcats.

Pass ahead, Hawkins scores--

>> [ muttering ]

>> Boy, this Wildcat team

is ranked number one

in the country, and today

they're showing why.

Maxwell to Morris, swings it

over to English in the low post

for Purdue.

Fakes right, shoots...

Blocked! Maxwell picks up

the loose ball, guarded closely

by Dryden.

[ ding dong ]

>> Hello?

Nancy?

Hello?

Anybody here?

Nancy? Are you awake?

>> I guess they are

still asleep.

>> Anybody down there?

>> Well, I'm gonna look around

outside.

Y'all check upstairs.

>> Hello?

Nancy, it's Kathy and Susan.

Nancy?

[ screams ]

[ siren ]

>> Stay here. You stay here.

>> Jesus.

>> Earl?

I want to let you know

that Agent Dewey's here.

>> Al? Good to see you.

>> Earl.

>> This is Undersheriff

Wendell Meyer.

>> Who's the sightseer?

>> Alfred Stocklein.

Works the place.

>> Bess, there is something

radically wrong over at

the Clutter place.

>> You mean the ambulance?

You saw the ambulance going up

there again?

Oh, hell, Sadie, it's only

Bonnie having one of those

bad spells she gets.

You know that.

>> I saw two ambulances

and two police cars,

a steady stream of officialdom,

Bess, and it was all headed

straight to the Clutter farm.

[ telephone rings ]

>> Bess, for heaven's sakes,

who was that?

>> Mabel over at the paper.

Herb Clutter used to be rushing

around like a chicken without

his head, trying to make

everything run as good as that

outfit of his.

Won't be rushing around anymore.

>> What do you mean, he won't

be rushing around anymore?

>> Because he's dead!

>> Oh!

>> So's Bonnie and Nancy

and the boy.

>> Kenyon?

>> Somebody shot 'em.

>> Oh, Good Lord.

Do they know--

>> Who? Who did it?

Who the hell knows?

Somebody up that street, down

that road, their neighbors,

more than likely.

Neighbors are varmints anyway.

Always trying to slam

their door in your face.

>> Oh, Bess Hartmann, I am

truly ashamed to hear you talk

that way.

I'm scared.

>> Why? When your time comes,

it comes.

It's all the same in eternity.

Besides, we got nothing

to worry about.

Mabel said the Feds

is on the case.

It's Alvin Dewey from Garden

City and the big shot Bureau

boys from Topeka

riding to the rescue.

>> Sheriff? Here it is, sir.

>> Bernie.

>> All right, I'll talk facts,

but not theories.

Now the big fact here is we're

not dealing with one murder,

but four.

We don't know which of the four

was the primary victim.

>> Wasn't the father the only

one with his throat cut?

>> He was the most abused, yes,

but it doesn't necessarily

follow that Herb Clutter

was the main target.

>> Who was killed first?

>> It would help if we knew

in which order the family died,

but the coroner can't tell us

that.

>> How many killers?

>> Don't know yet.

>> Was the women molested?

Was there any signs

of sexual assault?

>> No, ma'am, they were not.

>> Any fingerprints?

>> I can't answer that.

>> Can't or won't?

>> Both.

>> What about shell casings?

How many cartridges?

>> Now, look, I'll be honest

with you, we don't have

a lot to go on here.

No obvious suspect, not much

in the way of clues.

There's no evident motive

'cause of all the people in the

world, the Clutters were the

least likely to be murdered.

Now, I think KBI has assembled

a strong team here headed by

three of our ablest

investigators, Special Agents

Harold Nye on loan from

Philadelphia, Roy Church

and Carl Duntz

from our Topeka office.

I'd like to make a personal

statement at this time,

if I may.

And then if it's okay,

we'll get back to work.

This is something of a personal

proposition for me.

My wife and I were real fond

of Herb and Bonnie.

We saw 'em at church.

We visited with them

back and forth.

But even if I hadn't known 'em

and liked the family so well,

I would not feel any different

because I've seen some

bad things,

I sure as hell have,

but nothing so vicious

and brutal as this.

However long it takes, maybe

the rest of my life,

I'm gonna know what happened

in that house.

>> If you ain't gonna eat

that burger, I'll take it.

>> All right, go ahead,

but shut up. I'm reading.

>> You don't have to read it

50 times.

>> It says here,

"This killer or killers."

That's bad English.

It should say "This killer

or these killers."

But, anyway, I don't believe it,

this no-clue stuff.

>> I told you, if them prairie

bellies would have made

the slightest connection,

we would have heard 'em

100 miles off by now.

>> You know Willy J

back at the walls, huh?

He told me I was a natural born

medium.

He knew about stuff like this

and he was interested.

He said I had a high degree

of extrasensory perception.

Take for example right before

my motorcycle accident,

I saw the whole thing happen

in my mind.

I saw the rain, I saw the skid

marks, I saw me lying there all

bloody and my legs all broken.

Anyway, it was a premonition.

Well, that's what I got now.

Something tells me

that this is a trap.

>> [ laughs ]

>> What?

>> Your problem is all you

ever do is eat aspirins

and drink root beer.

Get them bubbles

out of your blood, honey.

We scored. It was perfect.

>> Perfect.

>> Okay, I had some

wrong information.

>> Hallelujah.

>> Except for that, we hit

the ball right out of the park,

baby, and it's lost.

And it's gonna stay lost

on account of there ain't one

single connection.

>> One? I can think of one.

>> Floyd Wells?

That who you mean? Floyd Wells?

Hell, it might be worth it

if'n I get nabbed on

a check-bouncing charge

just to get back in there.

[ laughs ]

Right through the heart, honey.

[ both laugh ]

>> God offers us courage,

love and hope,

even though we walk through

the valley of the shadow

of death.

Herb, Bonnie, Nancy and Kenyon

Clutter, in life and in death,

walked in fellowship with Jesus.

And in fellowship with Jesus,

we mourn with the surviving

members of the Clutter family,

beloved Evana and Beverly

and their families.

And I know many of you here

today are asking why.

Why, oh, Lord, did you allow

Herb and Bonnie and dear Nancy

and Kenyon, such honest loving

people, to be taken

from our midst?

Jesus says you believe in God...

>> You seen Alfred Stocklein?

>> In my Father's house

are many mansions.

If it were not so,

I would have told you.

I go to prepare a place for you.

Let us pray.

Our father, Who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name,

thy kingdom come,

thy will be done,

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily

bread and forgive us our

trespasses as we forgive those

who trespass against us.

And lead us not into

temptation,

but deliver us from evil,

for thine is the kingdom

and the power and the glory

forever. Amen.

>> We're going to Mexico, baby,

and I got me a list of places

we're gonna hit.

All you gotta do is just stand

there and don't laugh.

And don't act like you're

surprised at nothing, okay?

I know what you're thinking.

What an unlikely pair

of friends.

Well, you're right, but that's

what we are, friends.

We've been friends

since we was boys.

You may not believe this.

I can't hardly believe it

myself.

He's getting married next week.

As his best man, I'm helping

him shop around for what he'll

need.

We don't want him going to the

altar looking like that,

now, do we? [ laughs ]

What he requires, and I'm gonna

give it to him as a wedding

present, is what you might call

his trousseau.

>> Well, I'm sure

I can help you.

>> Well, that'll be fine.

That'll be fine, just fine.

>> Well, let's have a look.

>> You know the Eden Roc

in Miami Beach?

>> Oh, sure do.

>> That's where they got

reservations.

>> Well!

>> Yeah, it's a gift

from her folks.

Two weeks at 40 bucks a day.

How about that?

Ugly runt like that

making it with a honey.

>> [ laughs ]

>> And you should see her.

Not only is she built,

but she's loaded, too.

[ laughs ] Yeah.

Okay, okay. Go change.

Cigarette?

>> No, thanks.

I don't smoke in the shop.

>> Got a light?

>> Sure.

Here you go.

>> Oh, that's a nice lighter.

Can I see it?

>> Yes, of course.

>> Yeah, that's pretty.

Oh, look at this.

No, I don't like that at all.

>> You don't?

>> No, I don't like that.

>> You can get married

in something like that.

>> I don't think it'll stay on

very long, if you know

what I mean.

Damn it! Excuse me.

I forgot my cash.

Sorry, boy. Looks like we're

gonna have to return all this

unless...no, forget it.

Thank you for your time, sir.

I'm so terribly sorry.

I don't suppose you'd take

a check.

No, of course not.

You don't even know me.

Terribly sorry

for your trouble, sir.

>> No, no. It's no trouble.

Do you have any identification,

Mister...

>> Hickock, Richard Hickock.

Just like Wild Bill,

my distant cousin.

Be okay if I round out to 200?

>> Yeah, that'd be just fine,

Mr. Hickock.

>> [ laughs ]

I mean it, man.

You are amazing.

It got to where I believed

every word you were saying.

>> Yeah, well, we'll get us

enough radios and cameras

and TVs.

It's the best investment

a man can make, honey.

Easy to hock anyway.

>> And then there's Mexico.

Cozumel, here we come! Yeah!

>> This is your place here,

Mr. Stocklein, right?

>> That's right, sir.

>> See, I'm not from around

here, so perhaps I'm missing

something.

But it's a little hard for me

to believe, with your place

here, you didn't hear a car

driving here or four blasts

from a shotgun here?

I don't know.

You wanna explain that to me?

>> You're not the only one

who's suspicious of us, sir.

The missus and me, we didn't

get two hours sleep that night

'cause of the baby.

Alls we heard about quarter

to eleven, I heard a car drive

away and I made the remark

to the missus "There goes

Bob Rupp."

>> Alfred, why do you think

you heard only Bob Ruff's car

and nothing else?

>> I truly don't know, sir.

>> Mr. Stocklein, do you wanna

tell me why you burned all the

furniture and the bedclothes

from the crime scene?

>> That's my job, mister.

Everything Mr. Clutter gave me,

I earned.

I ain't gonna up and leave

without first putting his house

right the way he'd want me to.

>> What do you mean, leave?

>> We've slept our last night

in that place.

We're moving to a house

along the highway.

>> Oh, so you'll still be here

and you won't be afraid to take

a lie detector test?

>> Alfred, see, we're thinking

about giving polygraphs to

everybody with anything at all

to contribute.

Now, it's for investigative

purposes only and, of course,

it's you're right to decline

if you so wish.

>> No, sir. I'm ready.

Whenever you wanna schedule

that deal, Mr. Dewey,

I'm here to help.

>> Well, I'm much obliged.

>> [ speaking Spanish ]

>> [ speaking Spanish ]

>> We're salesmen.

>> [ speaking Spanish ]

Okay.

>> Shoot.

The hell with premonitions.

We're in Mexico, baby.

Cozumel, where the senoritas

go for 50 bucks a month.

[ laughs ]

[ singing in Spanish ]

>> Nancy loved Bobby

very, very much, that's all.

>> And she wasn't really upset

on the phone?

>> Not really upset.

Did my mom say that?

>> Well, I sure don't wanna get

crossways with you and your

mama, but she did kind of get

the impression from you that

there was trouble brewing

between Herb Clutter

and Bobby Rupp.

>> Trouble brewing?

That is just an overstated way

of talking about the problem.

>> What was the problem, Susan?

>> Well, Mr. Clutter was very

opposed to them continuing

to get more serious

with each other.

>> Did Bobby know about

Mr. Clutter's feelings?

>> Oh, sure. Everyone did.

>> Everyone?

>> Sure.

>> How?

>> Nancy. She told everyone

how her father said because the

Rupps was Catholic, they could

never get married, so they

should break it off now

and save all the pain later.

>> Excuse me, Miss Ewalt.

I'm not from around here.

>> I know.

>> Well, so could you explain

to me why Bobby Rupp being

Catholic would mean that he

and Nancy Clutter couldn't get

married?

>> The Clutters are Methodist.

>> I see.

>> Bob Rupp?

>> That's me.

>> I'm Carl Duntz, KBI.

Do I have to show you my badge

like they do on TV?

>> I don't care what you do,

sir.

>> That why you haven't

returned any of my calls?

>> Maybe.

>> Hi. I'm Carl Duntz, Special

Agent with the Kansas Bureau

of Investigation.

There's my badge.

>> I sure wanna thank you for

coming in to talk to us today,

and I want you to know how

sorry we all are for your loss.

>> Thank you, sir.

>> Of course, this is a great

loss for all of us around here.

Much as we might not like it,

we have to do our jobs.

So I'm gonna ask you to do us

a big favor, Bobby, and agree

to take a polygraph examination.

>> Am I a suspect?

>> I have to rule out

all the possibilities.

>> Do you think I did it?

>> No, son, but you were the

last person we know of

who saw them alive.

>> You think I don't know that?

I told the sheriff everything

I know about that night.

I'm just trying to forget it.

>> It's all right, Bobby.

We know.

>> I loved Nancy Clutter more

than anyone in this whole

world, sir.

And whoever has the idea that I

could have done anything like

what was done to her and her

family, well, that person

is just sick, sir.

So I will be here next Tuesday

to take your damn test and we

can get all this crap over with.

>> The kid's no killer.

[ singing in Spanish ]

>> You know what I think?

I think there's something wrong

with us to do what we did.

>> Did what?

>> Gotta be something wrong

with somebody to do a thing

like that.

>> You can count me out of

that crap, baby.

I'm normal.

You was lying, wasn't you?

About that nigger in Vegas?

>> I killed him.

You know what bugs me

about the other thing?

I just can't believe that

somebody can get away with

that, that somebody can do

what we did and just 100%

get away with it.

>> Just shut up about it,

Perry, huh?

Just shut up.

>> You don't gotta yell at me,

Dick.

>> Well, I didn't believe it

when I heard the news

on the radio.

I couldn't afford to.

Lord, I had Herb Clutter's

check right here in my pocket

and the policy, a piece of paper

worth tens of thousands

of dollars if what they were

saying were true.

But I thought, you know,

things like that don't happen.

You don't sell a man a big

policy one minute and he's dead

the next, murdered,

being a double indemnity.

>> Surviving daughters?

>> Yes, sir. 80 thou each.

>> You arrested anybody yet?

>> No, sir, not yet.

>> Well, why don't you boys

arrest somebody and quit

bothering my daughter?

>> All right, y'all, you gonna

eat that pie or flap your lip?

>> Hell, Bess, ain't that

what we're paying 'em for?

To catch 'em?

>> No. We're paying to find out

the truth about what went on

out there, not throw people

in jail to keep idiots like you

happy.

And I'll tell you

something else.

From what I seen of these KBI

boys, they're over there in the

office before I open up in the

morning and most nights they're

still there when I go home.

So I would say we are getting

our money's worth out of 'em.

>> And you make a darn good

cup of coffee, Bess Hartmann.

>> You bet your butt I do.

>> Officers investigating

the tragic slaying of four

members of the Herbert W.

Clutter family have appealed to

the public for any information

which might aid in solving

this baffling crime.

Clutter, his wife and their two

teenage children were found

murdered in their farm

near Holcomb.

>> Gentlemen.

>> Sit down.

>> Hey, Munoz, any chance we

can do without the jewelry, huh?

Oh, come on, man.

So.

>> So?

>> Hey, anybody got a cigarette?

>> No.

He don't smoke either.

>> All right, cool.

>> We've driven seven hours to

talk with you today, Mr. Wells.

>> Floyd. Please call me Floyd,

man.

>> So let's just slide on past

the cool talk, Floyd.

Now, your warden tells us

you might have something for us.

We don't believe you,

so it's your job to convince us

that we're wrong.

>> Right to it, huh?

[ laughs ]

Whoo! I like that.

But first we gotta talk about

my deal. I mean--

>> Guard!

Goodbye, Floyd.

>> All right, all right,

all right!

[ sigh ]

First I talk, then we deal.

I was feeling kind of cooped up,

you know, just wanting

to head out.

And it wasn't on account of no

bad deal with Mr. Clutter.

Nothing like that, no, sir.

He always treated me straight,

same as he treated any man

who ever worked for him.

Fact is, I liked Mr. Clutter.

I did. His whole family.

Nice people.

Anyway, it was about 10 years

after, I pulled three to five

in here, petty stuff.

I mean, come on, man.

I took a lawnmower--

>> How'd you meet Hickock?

>> They put us in the same cell

together for maybe a month.

I don't remember

how it first come up.

Must have been we was

discussing jobs, you know,

different kinds of work

we'd done.

>> That was when you told him

what a nice man Clutter was?

What a nice family he had?

>> That's right.

So he asked me if Clutter

was rich and I said sure.

After that, man,

Dick wouldn't let up.

How big was his farm?

How old were his daughters,

right?

Did Clutter keep a safe?

And I told him, yeah.

Well, something like a safe

around his desk somewhere.

Next thing I know, man,

Dick's talking about killing

Mr. Clutter, right?

>> All by himself?

Hickock was going to go down

there and kill Clutter

all by himself?

>> Nah, nah, man, with Perry.

Perry Smith, a real quiet guy,

says he's part Indian.

But Dick always said, man,

if ever a chance for a big score

come up, he could count on

Perry to go partners with.

>> [ speaking German ]

>> * In this world today

* That we are living

* Some folks say

* The worst of us they can

>> [ speaking German ]

>> * When we're dead

* And in our caskets

* They'll always put

* Some lilies in our hand

* Won't you give me flowers

* While I'm living?

* Give me flowers

* While I'm still alive

* Won't you please

* Give me some flowers

* While I'm living

* Don't save all the flowers

* Till I've died

>> Ya, ya, that's good.

>> * Don't save all

* The flowers till I've died

>> Whoo!

>> Bravo, bravo, bravo!

>> This is it, ain't it, baby?

The way it ought to be.

>> Hey, Perry.

Why don't you go fishing?

Catch us some dinner, ya?

>> Ya.

>> I'm paying enough

for this damn boat.

At least we can have

free dinner.

That is good. Ya, ya.

[ speaking German ]

Ya. [ laughs ]

[ reel spins ]

>> Oh, shit! Oh, shit!

>> He's got a fish!

[ all talking at once ]

[ applause ]

>> Ya, good. Now shake hands.

>> Well, I hope you find him,

for his own sake.

He wouldn't have run

unless he was in trouble again.

>> How many bad checks

this time, sir?

>> Seven.

I can't pay any of 'em.

Wish the Lord could tell me

what happened.

>> Ma'am, have you ever met

this man?

His name is Perry, Perry Smith.

>> That's the one.

That's what happened to

Richard, that friend of his.

>> When did you meet him?

>> Oh, Richard brought him home

one time.

He said he was a friend

and wanted to know

could Perry sleep here.

>> I said no.

One look, and I saw what he was.

Clear as water where Dick

had met that one.

[ coughing ]

>> They went off on a weekend

trip and I know that that Perry

Smith put him up to writing all

them bad checks after they got

back from that trip.

>> Your son tell you where

they were going, ma'am?

>> Ft. Scott. Perry's got

a sister down there.

She was holding money for him.

>> $1,500.

>> They were gone overnight.

>> When was that?

>> It was a Saturday,

Saturday, November 14.

>> And then they came back

on Sunday, November 15?

What time?

>> Noon. It was noon.

Dick ate him a late breakfast

and then he fell asleep.

Guess you could say

that was unusual.

>> It was 'cause of a hunting

rifle that Richard was first

sent to prison.

>> That's his gun.

Him and his brother go out once

in a while after rabbits mostly.

>> All he done was borrow

a hunting rifle

from a neighbor's house.

He had no idea of stealing it

and it was the ruination of him.

That penitentiary in Lansing,

when he came outta there,

he was a plain stranger to us.

>> You have any idea where

your son might have gone?

>> Open a map,

point your finger.

I don't know.

>> Where are the keys?

>> Huh?

>> Dick, where are the keys

to the car?

>> What car?

>> No! [ speaking Spanish ]

>> You're gone.

>> No. [ speaking Spanish ]

>> Not now.

So where's the money, Dick?

Where's the money, Dick?

>> What money?

>> The money we were gonna get

for selling that car was gonna

buy us a boat, Dick.

It was gonna get us

to Cocos Island.

You already sold everything

we came down here with, Dick!

I let you get stolen my guitar,

and you spent it all.

You don't feel a thing

about anything, do you?

You don't know what it's like,

Dick, to have a guitar as long

as I had mine and get it stolen.

Wax it, shine it and put it to

your voice, you know.

You'd feel like it was a girl

you really had some use for

instead of one of those whores

you're promising on marrying.

>> Here.

You wanna buy a boat, huh?

Go ahead.

Buy your damn boat.

Sail across the Pacific Ocean

if that's what you wanna do.

I'm going home,

back to the old U.S. of A.

That's right, baby, with or

without you 'cause there just

ain't no way I can make

decent money here.

>> What about Cocos Island,

Dick?

>> Peruvian treasure?

You can have it, the whole

enchilada,

all $6 million.

The way I figure it, by the time

you dug it up, it might even

be worth 10 million.

Only you'd be 100 years old!

You still got that 40

from Kansas, right?

>> Yeah, I have it.

Yeah, but that was supposed to

be our insurance money, Dick,

a bus ticket, though, right?

The entire Clutter fortune...

$40.

Well, if we're going, let's get

out of here so we don't have

to pay for another day

in this flea pit.

>> What are you doing?

>> I'm gonna go to the post

office to send my stuff back

to Vegas.

Why don't you go pawn

that stuff with Jesus

across the street?

Hell, he's got everything else

we came here with.

I mean, if we're going north,

we don't wanna be carrying

any evidence, do we, Dick?

And if we get caught,

we get caught together.

Isn't that what you said, Dick?

>> Yeah.

[ telephone rings ]

[ ring ]

[ ring ]

>> Al Dewey.

>> Yeah, this is Nye.

I'm sorry to call you so late.

>> What's up, Hal?

>> Just got off the line with

a buddy of mine from Vegas.

Had him showing our boys'

pictures around, checking

pawn shops.

>> They're in Vegas?

>> Might be.

He got an ID on Smith and the

address of his rooming house

from a pawn ticket.

>> I'm on my way.

>> See you there.

>> It's so cold, I wouldn't care

if this whole place caught fire

and burned me alive.

It's a crazy man's stunt, Dick,

going back to Kansas City

like this.

You know, they're gonna get us

for parole violation

if nothing else.

>> It's the only place I'm sure

I can hang a lot of paper.

I know we gotta be careful

on account of they got a warrant

out for what we hung before.

So we'll move fast.

What is it, honey?

That other deal?

Why the hell can't you

just forget it?

They never made any connection.

They never will.

>> You could be wrong, Dick.

And if you are, it means

the coroner for both of us.

>> [ laughs ]

Comedian. You kill me.

Take a ride on the big swing?

Both of us? No way.

>> Dick, look.

>> [ laughs ]

>> Good morning, ma'am.

>> Morning.

>> I'm Special Agent Nye

and that's Special Agent Dewey.

>> Ma'am.

>> Could we ask you

a few questions?

>> Sure.

>> Thank you, ma'am.

You know him?

>> Nope. Never seen him.

Yeah, he's stayed here

a couple of times.

He's not here now, though.

He left weeks ago.

Wanna check the register?

There.

He pulled out November 11.

>> He say where he was headed?

>> Nope.

What do you got

against him anyway?

A nice punk like that.

You oughta heard him talk.

All these big long words

coming out of this whispery,

lispery voice.

>> He's wanted on a warrant

for parole violation in Kansas.

>> Y'all came all the way

from Kansas on a parole case?

Well, I'm just a dizzy blonde

and I believe you,

but I wouldn't tell that tale

to a dark-haired woman.

>> So what did he do

with himself while he was here?

>> He tinkered with his car,

was looking to sell it.

Just before he left, I heard

some colored man bought it.

>> But he never said

where he was going?

>> You think I keep an eye on

every crawly that comes in here?

I'm not interested.

I got a daughter

married big, big.

>> Nancy Clutter

was my best friend.

I can't believe it's been

three months since she died.

We planned to go to college

together.

We were going to be roommates.

Nancy loved the river.

Summer nights, we used to ride

double on her horse Babe.

Rode straight to the river

and right in the water.

I keep wondering what will ever

become of Babe.

I suppose they'll sell her,

and I think wouldn't Nancy

have just hated that.

>> [ yawning ]

>> Tex Smith?

>> Over yonder.

>> You're here about Perry.

>> Yes, sir.

We spoke on the phone

day before yesterday.

>> Mm-hmm. You are Church.

Huh. Funny name for a cop.

I remember. And you are, sir?

>> Duntz, Carl Duntz, sir.

>> Good name for a cop.

>> I appreciate you taking

the time--

>> Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Well, just sit yourself down.

No need to be so formal up here.

Barkeep! Could we have some

fresh coffee for my friends

here?

>> As I told you, we found

a letter from you among your

son's possessions in Las Vegas.

>> That's how we traced you

here, sir.

>> Mm-hmm. Where is he now?

>> That's what we were hoping

you could tell us, Mr. Smith.

>> Uh, nope. Last address

I have on him is Vegas.

What's he supposed to have done

this time?

>> Your son is wanted as a

material witness in connection

with a multiple homicide

in Kansas.

>> You gotta be kidding.

You're thinking Perry's

a killer?

>> Sir, the fact is, we're not

really interested in your boy

for these murders,

but we would like it if you

could help us with a little

information.

>> So he ain't a suspect

is what you're telling me.

>> Not at this moment per se.

>> Well, per se, did you know

my boy ain't even allowed to

set foot in the glorious state

of Kansas or else he's gonna be

incarcerated immediately?

>> We're aware of the

conditions of your son's parole.

>> Are you also aware, sir,

that I personally wrote

a 13-page letter entitled

"The History of My Boy's Life,"

which was read into the official

record of the Kansas State

Parole Board?

Are you aware of that, sir?

>> There's no need to raise

your voice to us, old man.

We're just doing our job.

Now, your boy is no angel,

that's for damn sure, but

that don't make him no killer

neither.

>> Your son's best chance would

be to come forward and help

himself, sir.

>> And you are the one

that has to tell him that, Tex.

You need to impress that on him

as strongly as you possibly can.

>> I do, huh?

>> Tex, John Smith married

a Cherokee girl,

Florence Buckskin.

They had a rodeo act

and the kid together.

Did okay until Perry

was about six, and then, quote,

she took to whiskey

and took the kid and left.

Perry told me later his mother

had soured her soul

with liquor and men. End quote.

>> A poet.

>> She puts the kid

in a Catholic orphanage

in San Francisco

where he almost dies,

but the Lone Wolf comes to the

rescue, takes the kid to Alaska,

where, quote, I taught him

to hunt for gold

in the sandy beds

of snow water streams.

Taught him how to use a gun

and hunt.

>> Oh, he taught him how to put

a 12-gauge shotgun three inches

from a 16-year-old girl's head

and blow her brains against

the wall.

Good. Now we know.

>> The kid joins the Merchant

Marines, signs up for Korea,

wins the Bronze Star.

>> God bless America.

>> All right, Brother Nye,

let's just settle down.

>> No, no. This, if you excuse

the expression, is one big

circle--

>> Now wait a minute. There's

some interesting stuff here.

>> Like what?

We built us a hunting lodge,

just me and my son.

And when we finished,

we danced on the roof.

'Course, nobody never came.

It was a big failure.

Well, that's it.

You boys cracked the case.

Congratulations.

>> I don't have to stay here

and listen to the king

of the crime busters!

>> Hold on, Carl, hold on.

Now I know we're all

frustrated, so let's just think

about what we got here.

Two boot prints,

a shotgun of the same caliber

as the one used on the Clutters,

fancy knots and the word of

a convicted thief and perjurer.

Now, we could nab these fellows

tomorrow and never be able

to prove spit.

Without a confession,

we'll never get a conviction.

That's my opinion.

>> What, are you sick, Perry?

Why you hiding out here?

>> You son of a bitch.

Where you been, Dick?

Where you been, Dick?

>> Come on, honey.

You hungry?

We're eating again.

Lunch is served.

I'm sorry.

I knowed if I didn't show up

when I said, you'd get

the bends.

But I was having such a run of

luck, I figured I oughta

let it ride.

Come on, join the picnic.

>> Hey, what happened

to the old plates?

>> It's at the bottom

of the K.C. reservoir.

I got some new ones courtesy

of my former employer,

Markl Motors.

Nobody saw me coming or going.

>> Isn't that stealing?

>> Well, that's the national

pastime, honey,

stealing and cheating.

[ laughs ]

>> Hey, let's go to Vegas.

>> Why, you wanna get that

stuff we sent up from Mexico?

>> Uh-huh.

>> Okay, let's go to Vegas.

Sunshine is sunshine.

>> Ah-ha!

>> And, uh, let's just keep

this between us.

>> So they're broke, right?

They figure a quick trip

to Hickock's back yard.

They steal some plates,

they hang some paper.

>> Hey, not necessarily.

>> Hal, I don't care if Hickock

was the only one ID'd.

These animals stick together.

>> Why?

>> Creatures of habit.

>> Okay.

Means one of two things.

They're still here or they

headed back to Smith's

home turf.

>> Which means?

>> You're on your way to Vegas.

>> Hey, fellas--

>> Hold it right there!

>> Hands behind your back.

>> Okay, we're driving you

to the station.

Come on.

>> Brother Nye.

>> Good to see you, Hal.

>> You, too, my friend.

>> This is Detective John Pike.

He helped me apprehend

our friends.

>> Pleasure to meet you,

Mr. Dewey.

>> Well, thank you, sir.

>> Okay, this way.

Smith's in the room on

the right, Hickock on the left.

>> Now, the name Clutter

has to hit 'em like a hammer.

>> Right between the eyes.

>> Nice and easy,

Brother Nye. Carl?

>> Richard,

I'm Special Agent Nye.

>> Dick. And you are...

>> Agent Church.

>> Sit down.

I know the form.

I've been questioned before.

>> Good. Now, Richard, you been

on at least two big check

sprees in the Kansas City area

since your parole.

>> Uh-huh. Hung quite a few.

>> You think you could give me

a list?

>> Sure I could.

First we hit the clothing shop

in Olathe.

>> Olathe?

>> Yeah, and a camera shop

in Kansas City.

>> A couple of jewelry stores,

but mostly cameras, radios

and TVs.

Easy pickings.

I mean, easy for Dick, that is.

People just like him.

I could never do that on my own.

>> Folks don't trust you, Perry?

>> No.

>> So you got out in August

and you were doing swell

until November.

Then all of a sudden

you start to hang paper.

You wanna tell me what happened

in November, Richard?

>> That'd be a book, sir.

Look, it's all on account

of Perry, if you wanna know

the truth.

He got out before I did.

He wrote me this letter

reminding me about this deal

we used to talk about,

about Mexico.

Perry wrote me that he's got

this sister that lives in

Ft. Scott and she was holding

some heavy change for him.

The idea was to buy us a boat

and take tourists

deep sea fishing.

>> As far as I knew,

she was living in Ft. Scott.

You know, my dad left me the

money which, as I told you, she

was holding for me in Ft. Scott.

My plan was to go there and

collect, but, you know, things

didn't work out like I was

hoping.

>> And when did you leave

for Ft. Scott?

>> Saturday.

>> November 14.

>> And that was on Saturday,

the 14th of November?

>> Well, that's when I found out

she'd moved.

>> Must have been quite a blow

after counting on a big piece

of money.

>> Yeah, because, you know,

we were counting on that money

to go to Mexico.

>> Now when you found out that

Perry's sister didn't live

there anymore, what'd you do

right then?

>> Drove back.

>> [ laughs ]

>> You just went home?

>> Nah, K.C.

We stopped at this little

drive-in, ate burgers,

and then tried Cherry Row.

>> Cherry Row?

>> You don't know Cherry Row?

[ laughs ]

Every cop in Kansas

knows Cherry Row.

It's this stretch of park where

you pick up, you know, mostly

hustlers, but that's not all.

There's plenty of amateurs,

nurses, secretaries.

We ended up with

a pair of rollers.

They were sisters, I think.

>> Do you remember their names,

by any chance?

>> Thank you. I never asked.

>> You spend the night

with two girls and you never

asked their names?

>> They were just whores.

>> Name of the motel, then.

Do you remember the name

of the motel?

>> Uh...

Ask Dick. He'll know.

I never remember junk like that.

>> So we took 'em to Fun Haven.

It's on Blue Ridge Road.

It's 10 bucks for the keys

to one of them cabins.

Next morning, we woke up

and they rolled us and beat it.

Perry lost his wallet,

40, 50 bucks.

>> You notify the police?

>> [ laughs ] Notify the police.

Both of us on parole, not

allowed to drink or associate

with another grad

or prostitutes?

We had some breakfast and then

I drove him back to his hotel

in Olathe.

>> Perry, how far is Ft. Scott

from Kansas City?

>> Oh, I couldn't say.

>> Well, how long did it take

you to drive there then?

>> Can't remember.

>> Of course you can't,

'cause you've never in your life

been to Ft. Scott, have you?

Now the fact is, nothing you've

told us is true, is it, Perry?

>> How much did you haul in?

I mean, what would you say,

before you went to Mexico?

>> A couple of Gs.

[ all laugh ]

>> You know what I don't

understand, Dick?

Why do these people

accept your checks?

What's the secret?

>> The secret is people

are dumb.

That's the secret. [ laughs ]

>> Guess you know

why we're here.

>> Oh, sure, he knows

why we're here.

He realized that we wouldn't

come all the way to Nevada just

to have a chat with a couple of

two-bit check chiselers.

>> What?

>> Who'd come all this way

just to talk about

a bunch of hung paper,

a bunch of bounced checks?

>> Can't think of any other

reason.

>> I think it's time

we straighten Perry out,

don't you, Mr. Duntz?

>> Yes, sir.

It's about time.

>> Now you listen good, Perry,

'cause Mr. Duntz is gonna

tell you where you really were

that Saturday, November 14,

where you were

and what you were doing.

>> You ever heard of

the Clutter murder case?

>> Whoa.

Now hold on here.

I ain't no damn killer.

>> You were out there

in Holcomb, Kansas in the home

of Mr. Herbert Clutter.

And before you left that house,

you killed all the people in it.

>> Never. I never.

>> Never what?

>> I never knew anybody

by that name, Clutter.

>> We have a living witness,

Perry, someone you overlooked.

>> Living witness?

Can't be!

>> Why? Because you thought

you got rid of everyone?

>> There ain't nobody can

connect me to any damn murder.

Bad checks,

little petty thievery.

I ain't no damn killer.

>> Would you take off

your boot for me, Richard?

Now, this is a one-to-one

reproduction of certain

footprints found on the dusty

floor near Mr. Clutter's body.

Perfect match.

Now, your buddy Smith,

he was even more careless.

We got his boots, too,

and they exactly fit another

set of prints in blood.

Bloody boot prints,

just like a signature.

You boys signed your work.

Look at me, Hickock.

Look at me.

Now I'm gonna tell you

what's gonna happen to you.

You'll be taken back to Kansas

and you'll be charged with four

counts of first degree murder.

Count one, that on or about

the 15th day of November, you

did knowingly and willingly--

>> Perry Smith

killed the Clutters.

It was Perry.

I tried to stop him.

He killed 'em all.

>> You got any aspirin?

They took away my aspirin.

>> Is he okay?

>> Yeah, she just fainted.

Come on, Hickock.

Come on, come on.

>> Where am I?

>> Thanks.

>> Your friend Hickock,

he wouldn't harm the fleas

on a dog, he says.

But he says

you're a natural killer.

Says you whipped a colored man

to death in Vegas just for fun.

>> Ha. The tough boy.

Thought you guys were pulling

a stunt, you know.

I didn't believe you that Dick

would spill his guts like that.

Okay.

I'll tell you what happened.

>> I'm sorry.

I need you to lie down.

Okay, would you turn over

for me, please?

Okay, put your hands

behind your back, please.

So you like horses?

>> Yes.

Do you like horses?

>> Oh, yeah.

My mother was a champ

rodeo rider.

>> Where did she ride?

>> All over.

Wyoming, Idaho, Nevada, Utah.

She was part Cherokee.

So you play the clarinet?

>> Yeah. Not very well,

I'm afraid.

>> That's all right.

That's all right.

You just keep playing.

I play the guitar.

Taught myself.

Doing that, I just got

kind of good, you know.

Yeah, you will, too.

Don't worry.

We'll be gone soon.

>> Let's go!

Come on!

Basement.

Go on.

Sit down. Sit down here.

Lie down.

Get him in there.

>> Come on.

>> Let's go.

>> Don't move.

>> Sit down. Sit down.

>> I'm gonna ask you to please

leave my wife alone, young man.

She's been sick for years.

She's just now beginning

to improve.

>> Well, Dick?

Any qualms?

Give me the knife.

All right.

Here goes.

>> My wife. Is she all right?

>> She's fine.

She ready to go to sleep.

Pretty soon, it'll be morning.

Somebody'll find you all

and all of this, me and Dick,

will seem like

something you dreamed.

Oh!

Here. You finish him,

tough boy.

You'll feel better.

[ gunshot ]

>> No! Oh, please, no!

[ screaming ]

[ gunshot ]

[ footsteps ]

>> He said it over and over.

He drummed it into me.

No witnesses.

Well, I said you gotta shoot

the daughter and Mrs. Clutter,

'cause I don't kill any women.

So he did.

I thought I could make him

argue me out of it, you know,

make him admit he was a phony,

a coward.

See, it was something

between him and me.

That's what you meant

by a living witness.

Dick.

>> Hickock?

>> Yeah?

>> How's it feel, Hickock?

>> Floyd, is that you,

you lying son of a bitch?

>> Hey, what you think

they gonna do to you now?

>> Nothing.

I'm gonna bust out of here.

I'm gonna grab a car

and raise some dust.

>> Uh-huh.

After your mama testifies

or before?

>> They took my boy Richard

when he was a pup and they

threw him in a cage with these

wild animals and they tormented

him until he became

as mean as they were.

Then they just threw him

in the world.

But it seems like people

are looking at me and thinking,

well, she must be to blame

somehow, and maybe I did

something wrong.

Only I don't know

what it could have been.

We're plain people, just

country people, getting along

the same as everybody,

and I can't make excuses

for what he did.

I'm not forgetting that family.

I pray for them every night,

but I pray for Richard, too,

and that boy Perry.

I got nothing but pity

for him now.

>> Hello, Perry.

>> Mr. Dewey.

Hey, thanks for coming.

There's something

I needed to tell you.

See...

I lied to you about

a couple details and I'd like

to correct 'em.

>> All right.

>> You know, I wanted to fix

Dick for being such a coward

and dropping his guts all over

the floor, but I don't have

anything against his family.

And his mother,

she's a real sweet person, and,

well, I think it might be some

comfort to her to know that

Dick did not pull the trigger.

I'm the one who killed all

of 'em, but they never hurt me

like some people,

like people have all my life.

I guess the Clutters had to be

the one to pay for it.

>> Well, I'll make sure I talk

to Mr. and Mrs. Hickock

and tell them what you say.

>> Mr. Dewey...

I'm not scared.

You know, I died once already

in Alaska.

>> How do you mean?

>> Well, you know, when our

lodge went bust, my dad pulled

a gun on me.

It was just the two of us

living this big failure

and he blamed me.

He said I was a greedy,

selfish bastard and I should

just get the hell out.

>> He pulled a gun on you?

>> Oh, yeah.

My hands, they grabbed

his throat and they just wanted

to choke him to death.

But, you know, Dad,

he's a slippery one, and

he tore loose and he grabbed

his gun and he pointed it at me

and he said, "Look at me.

"I'm the last living soul

you're ever gonna see."

Well, I stood my ground

and he pulled the trigger.

See, he was so messed up,

he forgot to load it.

So I just left.

I walked till it was night

and when I got back, everything

I owned was lying out there

in the snow.

Mr. Dewey...

are you gonna be there?

>> Yeah.

>> Mr. Dewey...

I'm so ashamed.

>> Any kin of the Clutters

present?

>> No.

You have heard

the order of execution,

Richard Eugene Hickock.

Do you have any last statement

to make?

>> Yes, sir.

>> Okay.

>> Just wanna say that I don't

have any hard feelings.

You're sending me to a better

place than this ever was.

Mr. Nye.

Mr. Church.

Mr. Duntz.

Nice to see you, Mr. Dewey.

>> Okay.

>> Our Father, who art in

heaven, hallowed be Thy name.

Thy kingdom come, thy will

be done on earth

as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily

bread and forgive us our

trespasses as we forgive those

who trespass against us.

And lead us not into

temptation, but deliver us from

evil, for thine is the kingdom

and the power and the glory

forever and ever.

Amen.

The Lord giveth and the Lord

taketh away.

Blessed be the name of the Lord.

May the Lord have mercy

on your soul.

>> Not necessarily capable

of murder individually,

together the two men formed

a third homicidal personality.

The crime was a psychological

accident, a twist of fate,

virtually an impersonal act.

The victims might as well

have been killed by lightning.

[ sigh ] This is just junk.

I'm just so glad it's over.

>> Yeah.

>> I think it's a hell of

a thing to take a life

in this manner.

Maybe I had something

to contribute, something.

It would be meaningless for me

to apologize,

even inappropriate,

but I do.

I apologize.

>> Our Father, who art

in heaven, hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come, thy will

be done on earth

as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily

bread, forgive us our

trespasses as we forgive them

who trespass against us.

And lead us not into

temptation, but deliver us

from evil.

For thine is the kingdom

and the power and the glory

forever and ever.

Amen.

The Lord giveth and the Lord

taketh away.

Blessed be the name of the Lord.

May the Lord have mercy

on your soul.

>> * There's a race of men

* Who don't fit in

* Their spirits

* Can't sit still

* They break the hearts

* Of all they can

* And roam the world at will

* They range the field

* They row the flood

* And climb

* The mountain's crest

* 'Cause they got the curse

* Of the gypsy's blood

* And don't know how to rest