We're gathered here to share some information...
... in regards to criminal conduct...
... that originated in the Portland metropolitan area...
... but that has far-reaching implications.
Let me introduce Special Agent-in-Charge...
... of the FBI's Portland field office...
...Richard Brooks.
Thank you, chief.
A week ago, a man was killed in this city.
This barbaric, cowardly murder was streamed live on the Internet.
As part of the killer's design, the more people who logged on to the site...
... to witness the victim's suffering, the sooner the victim died.
Millions of Americans chose to visit the site...
... believing that they were witnessing a mere hoax, a stunt or a prank.
Well, unfortunately, it wasn't.
Today a second individual...
... has appeared on the site and his life, too, is in jeopardy.
The victim is the doting father of two boys...
... a loving husband of 22 years...
... and a devoted son. In other words, he's a good American, one of us.
The torture that he is experiencing now is unimaginable in its cruelty.
We're doing what we can...
... to shut down the site and bring the killer to justice.
In the meantime, we ask that everyone stay away from the site.
Any visit to this site, no matter how brief...
...will only hasten the victim's death.
Any American who visits the site is an accomplice to murder.
We are the murder weapon.
- We ask that you spread the word... - Let's main-screen the website.
Hey, Tim, I think he's trying to say something.
Eight... Eight...
Eight, eight, eight.
Oh, I get it. It's an address, I think.
Eight... Eight-oh-eight...
...Newberry. - Newberry?
There's a Newberry Road in Laurelhurst.
Police! Open the door!
Basement's here!
It's the wrong house.
- Any American who visits the site... - He was here, though.
... is an accomplice to murder. We are the murder weapon.
Any American who visits the site is an accomplice to murder.
We are the murder weapon. Any American...
All right. We should send Forensics in here.
Any American who visits the site is an accomplice to murder.
We are the murder weapon.
Yeah, I understand that. Just have her check it again, okay?
- Six hours. So fast. - Twice as fast as Miller.
Nobody thinks they did anything wrong.
Why should they? They're curious about a website.
You check the headlines, check the stock market...
...watch some strangers have sex.
See a journalist get his head cut off.
When did the world go so fucking insane?
You've been working the streets too long.
He was definitely here. He just got moved and didn't know it.
So Mrs. Williams is checking her husband's e-mail for us.
She says he was contacted about the trains through the public TV website.
I guess in his bio, he mentions he's a collector. That was about a week ago.
Who owns the house?
Tom Park, 60s, widower. He's out of town visiting family in South Korea.
He runs a local market here. He makes the trip every year.
So our guy's a customer.
We're trying to get ahold of Mr. Park, see if he knows anything.
We'll do a canvass. Seems like a pretty tight-knit community.
Maybe somebody saw something.
Did you see this?
On the bright side, along with every other daily...
...they're not printing the name of the site.
Well, isn't that noble?
A little late, though.
Did Annie ever forgive you for bailing on the party?
Yeah. After 11 bedtime stories. Thank you.
You know, when we first met, I knew you looked familiar.
Nick and I came up together.
Nick Haskins. That was Annie's father, right?
Did he introduce us?
No. No, we never met. I saw you at the funeral.
Right.
Anyway, he was a... He was a great guy.
Yeah, he was a great guy.
It's apparent our subject is extremely organized...
...and sophisticated.
And based upon his ability to subdue his victims...
...transport them and maintain physical control over them...
...in a private setting, I'd describe the offender as highly capable.
Remember, he's not going after easy prey.
These abductions leave him exposed.
Even the kitten he stole in broad daylight. Why the risks?
Because each of these actions was absolutely essential to his purpose.
You wanna catch him, understand his goals.
You know, this guy...
...he's the same as the Unabomber, Tim McVeigh.
He's another terrorist trying to make a statement.
Maybe. Still, it goes back to his goals. Why kill these particular people?
And why is he killing them on the Internet?
My guess, none of it's random. None of it.
Okay. Every post Kilburn ever left. Thousands. And a couple of DVDs.
One for you, one for me. Every video clip that he ever uploaded.
That was his real hobby, was pulling the sick shit off the Net...
...and then posting it on shock-video sites.
Anyways, this is the last post before he died.
It's sort of a best-of compilation...
...something he called "The Best of the Worst."
Oh, yeah.
Poor Kilburn. He had so much to offer the world.
Yeah.
I got four more bodies from Brooks, so let's share the pain, shall we?
Great.
Okay.
Mom. TiVo's not working.
Okay, honey. Look, I'll be out in a minute.
Mom, there's a video of our house on the computer.
Watch whatever you want, honey. I'll be right out.
Hey, Griff. Good morning.
Annie.
Annie!
- Annie! - Mom?
Baby, what are you doing out here? What are you doing outside?
I was just gonna ride my bike for the camera.
You stay with Grandma.
Hey. Hey, that's evidence.
- I'm sorry. My daughter, she... - It's okay. We're here now.
It's okay. Do you know whose car this is?
Yeah, I think I have an idea whose car this is.
God.
Annie thought she'd downloaded a game from one of her friends.
It had a backdoor Trojan.
It got him all the way into my wireless network.
Which means that he has access to all my files.
Call me when you get there. I love you.
Why don't you just go with them?
What are you waiting for?
And do what? Hide out?
That's right.
I think you've sacrificed enough already, don't you?
Nobody's gonna blame you for taking cover.
The piece of shit's camped out on your front lawn.
Annie's already lost one parent to the job, so...
...yeah. Get lost.
Just my opinion.
- Yeah? - Hey, Jen. Did they get off okay?
Yeah. The Bureau's gonna put them up a couple hours away.
And I'm gonna stay someplace closer to work.
Good. So you wanna hear my theory why he did this?
Of course.
There is a connection between him and Kilburn...
... and he knows you're leading the team to find it.
I think I might know what that connection is.
Emphasis on "might." A few things I gotta check out.
I'm on my way in. Are you coming?
I need a couple hours.
I'll see you at the office.
Okay, I'll show you what I got then.
Okay.
- Griffin Dowd. - Hi. It's Melanie.
Melanie, hi. I didn't think I'd hear from you again.
Your e-mail was very sweet.
Thank you. Yeah, I spent a lot of time on that one.
So I heard you hung out at the roller rink.
Even had some cake?
Two pieces. But don't tell anybody.
Okay, well, your secret is safe with me.
Annie really liked you, and you know what they say about kids.
Along with dogs, they're terrific judges of character.
What can I say? I would have to agree.
I'm a total catch.
Hi, Ray.
- Where's Griffin? - Haven't seen him.
Brooks wants to see you.
- Now? - Now.
- Agent Marsh, sir. - Yeah, send her in.
You wanted to see me, sir?
How are you doing?
Well, it was an interesting start of the day. We're fine.
Good.
I want you to know I did follow up with the NSA.
As far as using their supercomputer goes, unfortunately the answer's no.
- Why not? - They're barred for domestic use.
Domestic? We've got him using mirrors in Russia, Malaysia...
It's too public a forum. They don't want their capabilities known.
As far as what they can and...
It's Griffin. It's Griffin!
Where do these tubes lead? What are those tanks?
Tim! Punch in on those tanks.
What's that say?
"Sulfuric acid"?
Sulfuric acid?
If that's water in that tank...
...pretty soon he's gonna be sitting in battery acid.
Don't wanna hear about bureaus and jurisdictions.
This is domestic terrorism, plain and simple.
Yeah? Well, just get it done. Yeah. All right.
You know, if no one was watching right now, you'd just be sitting in water.
But the whole world wants to watch you die, and they don't even know you.
It's so fast this time.
It's word of mouth, I guess.
Because I let you keep your badge on.
Ray! I need your help.
Tim, go in on his eyes.
I think he's trying to say something to us. Here.
Please. Do your best. Hurry!
Right eye's dots.
Left is... Left is dashes.
"S."
"I."
"D."
There aren't any other kids here...
... but the swimming pool's fun and there's satellite TV.
Mom, are you there?
We miss you, Mommy. When are you coming?
It's starting to get really boring. Your work isn't done yet?
I wish.
Mom?
I have to go now, honey.
Listen, you call me as soon as you wake up. Okay, bug?
- It's Box. - I will. Love you. Say hi to Griffin.
I love you too, honey. Bye.
Dinner.
I think I'll take a shower first.
The acid was stolen from a research lab at Marshall Junior College.
The thief apparently knew his way around.
Looks like... Looks like Griffin was baited with a phone call.
But we can't trace it because it was made with a spoof card.
Yeah, it's a phone card. Costs about 10 bucks an hour.
Lets you program any caller ID you want.
This guy breached my laptop. He must've owned Griffin's too.
Figured out where he was vulnerable.
Sorry.
I'm good at a lot of things, you know?
But I'm not good at losing people.
I'm bad at losing people.
Rush-hour suicide.
I'm pretty sure that's what Griffin was trying to say. I'm just not sure why.
Yeah, I remember.
He was a professor, that guy.
Andrew Kilburn included this in his greatest hits.
- I was just there, like a week ago. - Where?
At the Bridge Diner. You know, the one under the Broadway Bridge.
I was talking to Scotty Hillman...
...the guy who owned the cat. That's where he works.
What was this guy's name? Do you remember?
No. I think he taught Chemistry, though.
At Marshall Junior College?
Andrew Kilburn, a sophomore at Portland State. Died last month...
...but that didn't stop him from recommending, after he died...
...a new website called killwithme.com.
How'd he do that? He didn't. The killer did, using his account.
When Agent Griffin Dowd's investigation revealed why...
...this deceased college student was chosen...
...to promote the Kill With Me site, it cost him his life.
This is James Reilly.
Sixteen months ago...
...depressed over the recent death of his wife, a hematologist...
...Reilly staggered out into rush-hour traffic on the Broadway Bridge.
Traffic copters were out in force...
...but only one caught all the action from beginning to end...
...Channel 12.
The regular pilot was out sick that day, so the job went to Herbert Miller.
He later told friends he'd gotten lucky. At the right place at the right time.
The back of Reilly's skull...
...landed on the rooftop of this diner. So did his glasses.
The skull was turned over to the coroner...
...but the glasses were retrieved by one of the diner's employees...
...Scotty Hillman.
He put them up for sale online.
And they sold quickly.
Kids were home from school. Parents were outraged.
They called the TV stations. The TV stations apologized.
Except for Channel 12.
They'd been having a little problem in the ratings, but not that afternoon.
Their numbers were sky-high.
And knowing a good thing when it fell into their lap...
...they rushed a veteran reporter to the scene.
This is David Williams...
He got lucky, landed an interview with a local businessman...
...whose parked Cadillac had been struck by Reilly's falling body.
When the interview ended...
...Channel 12, as a courtesy to those who might have missed it...
...aired the entire video one last time.
Within minutes, Andrew Kilburn had pulled it off his TiVo...
...and posted it on five different shock-video sites.
From there, Reilly's suicide was public domain.
Something for five billion people to feed on, laugh at, gossip about.
Reilly had a son, Owen.
He was brilliant. Good at electronics, mechanics and computers...
... but he was disturbed. He was troubled. He was withdrawn.
Owen took his father's suicide very hard.
He had to be hospitalized. And six months ago he was released.
This x-ray image is supposed to be Owen's father.
The number on the left, the date his father died...
...followed by the number of his autopsy report.
Owen lives alone now at his father's house in Fairview.
What do you say we arrest the piece of shit?
Go! Go!
Basement's clear!
This is bad.
There are new developments in the Internet murder investigation...
... tonight out of Portland, Oregon. For more, let's turn to Marilyn Deutsch.
Right. Police now say they know who is kidnapping people...
... in this area and then killing them live on the Web.
Take a look at this picture. Police say the suspect's name is Owen Reilly.
He is 20 years old, and just nine months ago...
First...
...I just wanted to say how sorry I am.
This was a loss for all of us...
...but most deeply for you, and we know that. I know that.
You've done everything you possibly could. You've given enough.
- I want you to take some time off. - What?
Why? Because now it's personal?
This guy's still running around, the case is open.
The kid's face is everywhere.
He's driving around in a 40-year-old VW bus with electronics in it.
We'll have him by this time tomorrow.
- Maybe. - Jennifer, I'm not only thinking of you.
Now join your family. Just for a week.
I'll take a day.
- Hey. - Hey.
So, what'd he say?
He told me to get lost.
Well, he's right.
And what did you say?
That's what I figured.
This has been America News Radio.
Now back to your local ANR station for news.
Good evening. You're listening to KMZR, Portland.
This is the news at the top of the 10:00 hour.
Dominating the news again here and across the nation...
... is the increasingly urgent search for the Internet killer...
... now known to be Owen Reilly of Portland.
His most recent victim, an FBI cyber-crimes agent, Griffin Dowd...
... was discovered dead in Reilly's Fairview home basement this morning.
In what the FBI is describing as the most serious Internet crime wave...
... since the computer age began...
Shit!
Hello, Jennifer.
Look out the front window.
Under that streetlight.
That's where my father's body fell over the railing.
Some websites show the whole thing in slow motion...
... because it's just so much better that way.
One archives it in a section called "whoa."
That's it. Just "whoa."
You and the people you work with...
... you let people say and do almost anything they want.
It doesn't matter who it hurts.
I'm sorry, Owen.
Owen, are you there?
- Call Answering Center. - Listen.
I'm an agent with the FBI.
I need you to connect me to the Portland field office.
Do you understand?
- Yeah. - It's Owen!
He's hacked into my car's computer and my cell phone.
I'm on the Broadway Bridge.
Don't move. I'll send a black-and-white. Stay there.
All right.
- Box. - Lieutenant, I'm on the bridge.
There's no sign of Marsh.
Okay. Relay that to FBI Portland. I'm minutes away.
- Hurry. Get the director on the phone. - Yes, sir.
Shut down every road to and from the Broadway Bridge.
Every car gets stopped now.
I need you to run a check on a 2006 Saab.
Get me a location, start tracking. Name: Jennifer Marsh.
Portland, Oregon.
Fucker disabled her car's computer. We can't track her.
Hello.
You know...
...l'm only doing to you what they're going to do to me.
Only...
...they'll use potassium chloride, and they won't let very many people watch.
But not for long.
You see, soon...
...executions will be delivered live to our TVs...
...our computers, our phones, our handhelds...
...and it won't cost much.
Maybe 10 bucks.
Millions of eyes...
...all watching the same thing at the same time.
One big, happy family.
And all of it brought to you by...
It doesn't matter.
They'll have no trouble finding sponsors.
What's going on? We have a signal?
We're still locked out.
- Stay on it. - Yes, sir.
I wonder if they'll kill you faster or slower.
Based on what I've seen online...
...the awful things that men do to women that other men pay to watch...
...my guess would be faster.
Much faster.
Jesus Christ, it's Marsh!
- This is Box. - It's Brooks. He's got Marsh on his site.
Send it to me.
You're giving me my best numbers.
That's... That's her basement. He's got her in her own basement.
No, no.
- Did you see that? - Fuck!
Fuck!
Yes!
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