Hey.
Can I ask you a question?
Okay.
You know that the distance between here and here
is the same distance between here and here.
No I didn't know that.
Well now you know.
It's very smooth.
Who is that?
I don't know.
Ahhh.
No!
Ahhh!
Stop.
Hey!
Shh. It's gonna be okay.
Stay back here,
we'll tell you as soon as we know something.
Guys,
please.
The assailant parked his car
approximately twelve feet behind this car on the passenger side.
He then walked around to the driver's side and fired several shots.
Girl got out her door and started running.
Boy tried to go out the same way.
The assailant walked around the front of the car, came around,
shot the head in the head at point blank range.
He then turned, fired six shots at the girl.
Five shots hit her in the back in a tight cluster.
Only five? What happened to the sixth?
Or the first?
What?
Or the first.
The first?
Nobody could have hit her like that if she was running.
There was probably a warning shot to keep her from running away.
To bulls-eye five shots in total darkness at that distance.
He was a lucky man or he was a trained marksman.
You guys know how important it is to catch this guy?
And catch him fast?
There hasn't been a killing like this in this area in years.
Those vultures are gonna be all over us until we put somebody in jail.
This is it son.
I'm putting this whole mess in your hands.
Clean it up. Okay?
Yes sir.
Hey.
- Hi dad. - You're not supposed to be here.
I know. I just wanted to...
Get up. Come on. Let's go.
Let's go.
What happened?
Do you know who did it?
Not yet.
Hey inspector. So who did this? You have any suspects yet?
As you heard Chief Perkins say earlier this morning,
we are pursuing several leads.
Will you excuse us please?
But inspector, you can't expect the people of this city to...
Mr. Coverling, excuse us.
- Hi Mr. Perry. - Hi Bobbie.
It's Christmas vacation. You should be asleep still.
Yes sir.
Go.
You alright?
Are you alright?
Yes.
Get going. Follow her home.
Don't say a word to your mother. You were not here.
IT'S THE MOST WONDERFUL TTIME OF THE YEAR...
Hello?
Oh hey Jenna I was going to call you. I wanted to see.
No why?
No, not since.
Oh my god.
No that's awful I...
This was last night?
Okay, bye.
Ahh, oh my god.
Are you okay?
You scared me.
Johnny in bed?
I heard you're in charge, Detective.
Big news travels fast in a small town.
You're dinner is in the oven.
So, does this mean we're going to have to start locking the door?
Sure.
Coffee?
No? Alright then.
I know this isn't easy for you and Mrs. Boucher.
I assure you, I wouldn't be asking these questions if I didn't they could help.
Help? Do you have kids officer?
Yes, Ma'am.
How old?
I have a son and he's twelve.
She was so young.
Mrs. Boucher, help me. Help me help you.
What about the necklace and the earrings?
Did your daughter wear this sort of expensive jewelry all the time?
It was her first date.
She was so excited.
Have you ever been to Lake Helena road... at night?
No.
Why? Have you?
Uh uh.
And that's all of them?
Yep, that's the last one I found.
They came in just to the left of her vertebrae
but there's not exit wounds.
Probably just ricocheted inside.
As far as I can tell, he never touched her.
Before or after.
Or the boy for that matter.
Look at that,
almost done Johnny.
It's looking good.
- Honey? - Yeah?
- Have you seen this? - What?
This. It's that.
It's everywhere I go.
It's at the market, the post office, it's all anybody talks about.
People are asking me if I know anything.
People are scared Matt. They are more scared than you know.
Things like this just don't happen around here. Okay?
You think this guy came in from the city.
I was reading in the paper that they saw a car get...
I don't want to get into it Laura. Jesus Christ. Please?
It's just that Lake Helena...
Drop it!
This is my problem, okay?
It isn't just your problem.
I'm sorry.
You alright?
Bye Johnny.
No that's what I'm telling you.
I'm at the station now and they won't talk.
Yeah. No.
No I don't care what Perkins says.
It's not a robbery. The fact is, they don't know shit.
They don't know anything more this week than they did last week,
or the week before that.
Or the week before that.
They're not talking because they don't know anything.
You know,
we use to play bridge with the Boucher's.
Poor Diane is gonna be crying her way all the way to Easter,
for god's sake.
Hey, you've got a family so you understand the concern here.
Okay, tell me what we've got right now. Tell me straight.
The truth is sir, not a lot.
No weapons, no witnesses, no prints, no motive.
All you're telling me is what we don't have.
All right. He must have some kind of light attached to his weapon...
so he can aim it at her hand free for target fire.
He's good with weapons, there's no doubt about it.
He's driving along the outskirts of town
armed with a customized.22 Caliber loaded with long rifle slugs.
Yeah for raccoon hunting.
He comes across a couple in a dark remote spot
and attacks with hesitation.
The large number of rounds fired
and the patterns on the victims bodies indicate he attacked
with intention of killing those kids.
Wait, wait, wait! Hold on there son. See, I can see where you're going.
Between you and me, it's great, it's fine
but our official take on this is that
it's a botched robbery and nothing else,
until we have clear evidence to the contrary.
If it was robbery sir, why didn't he rob them?
Is that what you want in the headlines?
I have not seen any evidence on either side.
Sir, the killer did not take the boy's wallet
and did not take the girl's earrings. It wasn't robbery.
That is why I want you to catch this guy.
Yes, sir.
Now's not a good time, kiddo.
- Well, can I just stay? - Not today.
Not today.
Johnny, come here.
I'm sorry.
Oh, oh man I've got a lot of work to do.
It's all right, I'll just go.
Johnny.
Johnny. I'm gonna catch this guy.
I'm gonna get him, okay? I promise you.
This, Inspector Parish, is your first day off in months.
You're supposed to be having fun.
Mom? Can I go?
Yeah, you be home by nine though.
- Alright, eleven, thanks. - Come here, give me a kiss.
Ten, okay? You be home by ten.
Alright. Love you, bye.
Be safe.
It's gonna be fine.
I know.
I'll be back in a minute.
Johnny, come on.
You get comfortable?
Yes.
So... Why'd you bring me here?
Well, I thought maybe we could talk.
Shit!
Do you know him?
I think it's the cops.
Hello? Police Department.
I want to report a double murder.
If you'll go one mile east of Erikson Parkway to the public park,
you'll find kids in a red car.
They were shot with a 9 millimeter Luger.
I also killed those kids last year. Goodbye.
Call CHP, tell them we need help with a road block, right now.
Did you see him? Do you know him?
Did you get a look at him?
What did his hair look like, his clothes?
Short hair, brown I think. Dark clothes.
What about his car, did you see his car?
I think it was a Corvair.
We've gotta move.
I never saw it before.
You're gonna be okay. Logan, I need you to ride with him.
If he remembers anything, if he has any information,
any vital information, contact me immediately.
You're gonna be okay. Try to remember.
Fucker called the station.
When?
Couple minutes ago, Price took the call.
Gary, it's Dale.
You ready to finally give me an assignment?
No, bigger than that.
There's a god damned psychopath on the loose in Vallejo.
He shot two more kids. Uh-huh.
No, we missed the morning edition. It'll be in the afternoon's.
You want the story first?
You've gotta let me do it... on the morning show.
That's right.
Yep.
Yeah, I'll be there. Alright.
In what appears to be the second murderous assault on young lovers
in less than a year.
A Vallejo couple was viciously attacked last night
and I'm saddened to report that one of them has died.
While this small town has mourns the death of twenty-two year old Gail...
the miracle survivor, Scott Walter,
recuperates here at Sonoma County General Hospital.
You thought you were being followed?
Who do you think was following you, Scott?
Did uh, did her husband know you two were together?
Anything you can tell us, Scott.
Anything.
She dated a lot of guys.
So do you think, Scott,
that it might have been one of her boyfriends?
She was acting strange just before.
Sort of felt like we were being watched.
Scott, is there anything else you can tell us about his physical appearance?
He had the light in our eyes. I thought it was a cop.
Say that again.
I thought it was a cop.
I'm afraid you gentlemen are going to need to leave now.
He needs to rest.
Scott, listen.
If anything comes to mind, you contact us.
Please.
Even at this moment,
Scott Walton may be providing police with vital information
about the appearance of the deranged killer who attacked him and Gail Lewis
at the Himut Valley golf course on the fourth of July.
Perhaps an artists drawing will finally help the police
make some progress in capturing this elusive madman.
In his taunting phone call to the police
the killer boasted of a double murder
but in fact he failed to kill Scott Walton,
he failed to kill him.
Altitude now twenty-one thousand feet still looking very good.
Velocity down not to twelve hundred feet per second.
You're looking great there.
Give us a reading when the 12-02 programs reading alarm.
Roger we're go on that alarm. Good radar data.
We're now in the approach stage, everything looking good.
Man, this bullshit theory about there being a bloodthirsty killer on the loose
and we don't know this guy is the same guy that killed the other kid.
So what if he makes a phone call? What does that prove?
Proves he likes to brag, the son of a bitch,
doesn't mean he really did it.
I still think it was one of Gil's boyfriends.
Listen to you tow, boyfriends, husbands, it could have been anybody.
That guy, he didn't kill out of passion, he didn't kill out of anger,
he shot them at random just because they were there.
Wrong place, wrong fucking time.
I think that he might have had training as an officer.
Oh Matt, that's crazy, we don't, we don't have any evidence.
Why? A guy pulls up right behind a car at an angle, driver's side.
That's standard police procedure.
Walks up to the car, approaches them with a flashlight,
shines them right in the face so they can't see his.
That's another standard police procedure,
it's obvious that this guy is familiar with weapons.
Specifically handguns.
Probably years of training with handguns.
This shit moves in and out without leaving a clue,
a fucking clue.
Matt, where are you going with this?
No, no, no, where are you going with this?
You think we should start looking for cops in our own department?
All I'm saying, all I'm fucking saying...
Mare Island.
What if he was from the Naval base?
What the fuck are you two talking about?
It's Mare Island.
They've got a at least four thousand stationed there.
Have any of us interviewed any of these guys?
No.
I don't know, somebody who, somebody who got discharged,
somebody who got into trouble with the short patrol.
- Think about it! - He's got a point.
Matt, you've got a point.
Okay, engine stopped, we copy you down Eagle.
The eagle has landed.
I guess that means they did it.
Come on, it's the moon.
...That's one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.
Dear Editor,
this is the murderer of the two teenagers last Christmas at Lake Helena
and the girl on the Fourth of July near the golf course in Vallejo.
To prove I killed them I shall state some facts
which only I and the police know.
Christmas. One, brand name of ammo was Super X.
Two, ten shots were fired.
Three, the boy was on his back with feet to the car.
Four, the girl was on her right side, feet to the west.
Fourth of July.
One, girl was wearing patterned slacks.
Two, the boy was also shot in the knee.
Brand name of ammo was Western.
Here is part of a cipher,
the other two parts of this cipher are being mailed to
the editors of the San Francisco Chronicle and San Francisco Examiner.
I want you to print the cipher on the front page of your paper.
In the cipher is my identity.
If you do not print the cipher by the afternoon of the first of August,
I will go on a kill rampage Friday night.
I will cruise around all weekend killing alone people in the night,
then move along to kill again
until I am done with a dozen people over the weekend.
Fucking Shit!
Who the hell does this guy think he is?
What'd the lab say?
He used a blue tip pen, nothing unique about it.
Could probably pick one up at any drug store in the country.
Same goes for the paper.
Umm, he was probably wearing gloves when he handled the letter.
Wearing gloves?
Print analysis won't be back for at least,
what, a couple hours but it doesn't look good.
Oh, according to the NSA guys,
he's right handed but could have been writing with his left.
You see the way that the k's and the t's slant.
Yeah, he's just trying to fool us.
what about all the misspelling? Tell us anything about his background?
I... I don't know.
You got any word on cipher?
Well, it's a fairly elaborate cryptogram or code,
similar to those used by military intelligence in World War Two and Korea.
He wrote them in three parts.
If you put the three parts together,
there's a message but it's gonna take a lot of time to decipher.
We don't have any time,
it says here he's gonna start killing people tonight.
Yeah? Perkins here.
What about these symbols? You recognize any of them?
No, random as far as I can tell.
This is bullshit, that's what...
Did the feds say how long they thought it would take?
Yeah, they said it'd take about a week.
...Well? Why the hell not?
Twisted fuck.
God damn it! Well, they're gonna run it.
It's gonna hit the stands tomorrow morning.
A killing rampage!
I mean this town is already on the verge of panic.
What are these people going to think
when they find out that some guy wants to kill twelve more of them?
I got an idea.
Your hair looks nice.
Hey why don't you relax, move a little closer.
Maybe put your head on my shoulder.
What?
Here we go, here we go.
Freeze! Get your hands up! Aww! What are you doing?
Do you guys know what's going on right now?
Do you have any idea what's going on right now?
Get outta here!
- I didn't touch her. - Shut up!
Get outta here!
Be a gentleman and you take her home right now and you stay home.
Get sticky at home, go!
We have no comment at this time!
Why do you think he hates the police so much?
What about the cryptogram, have you figured that out yet?
No! No we have not and as soon as we do, we will get to you guys, okay?
Detective, come on, you've gotta give us a comment about something.
Dale, give me a break! What?
Can I help you?
Yes, ma'am. Uhh, could I have a word with you?
Sure I guess.
She always had a lot of boyfriends but, but none of them are serious...
And Gail's husband, Randall, he was okay with this?
Sure, it wasn't a big deal, alright?
She usually brought the guys home to meet Randall.
She didn't want to hide anything from anyone.
I know we've asked you this before Patsy,
but, can you think of anyone that might have wanted to hurt Gail.
No, Gail would have told me.
Did she ever date anyone from Mare Island?
No, sailor boys aren't her type.
There was this one guy, Sammy,
I think he worked at Mare Island for a little while.
He had a couple of screws loose so she finally told him to get lost.
That was months ago.
You got a last name?
Caruso I think or Carasko.