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01x01 - m*rder Habit

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "I'll Be Gone in the Dark". Aired: June 28, 2020 – June 21, 2021.*
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Michelle McNamara lived a quiet life, but as her family slept, she spent the night investigating and writing a book about the Golden State k*ller, delving into the world of online chat rooms and crime blogs.

01x01 - m*rder Habit

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(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(PHONE RINGING)

(DOG BARKING)

(PHONE BEEPS)

MICHELLE MCNAMARA: Hi, Cliff.

My name is Michelle McNamara.

I'm a crime writer

in Los Angeles.

I am doing a series

on unsolved crimes.

Hi, Kate.

This is Michelle McNamara.

-Hey, it's Michelle.

-PETE KOTZ: Hi, Michelle.

MICHELLE: Hi.

I-- I write a lot about

unsolved cases.

One that I, um,

am very fascinated with is

the East Area r*pist,

Original Night Stalker case.

I think it's very solvable.

There's a good likelihood

that he is still alive

and he's out there.

I think the narcotic

pull for me

is what I think of

as the powerful absence

that haunts an unsolved crime.

Murderers lose their power

the moment we know them.

We see their unkempt shirts,

the uncertain fear

tightening their faces

as they're led

into a courtroom.

When I'm puzzling

over the details

of an unsolved crime,

I'm like a rat in a maze

given a task.

And I mean that

in the best possible way.

The world narrows,

the search propels.

I felt, in the truest sense

of the word, gripped.

I had a m*rder habit

and it was bad.

I would feed it

for the rest of my life.

("AVALANCHE"

BY AIMEE MANN PLAYING) ♪

Well, I stepped

Into an avalanche ♪

It covered up my soul ♪

When I am not this hunchback

That you see ♪

I sleep beneath

The golden hill ♪

You who wish

To conquer pain ♪

You must learn ♪

Learn to serve me well ♪

(KEYBOARD CLACKING)

WOMAN: So,

what's in Herndon, Virginia?

PATTON OSWALT: Herndon, Virginia

is where my parents live,

so I was back there for a week,

and while my daughter

was visiting her grandparents,

I was in the basement

struggling to get

this afterword done

'cause it was hard going.

Um 'Cause I was also

re-reading the book.

And there were

those moments when

I would want to just

like, run upstairs

and go tell her something

because it felt like

I was listening to her

and then I'm like,

"Oh no. She's not"

-You know.

-Mm-hmm.

So it was just--

it was a very--

-Yeah. Well, I can only imagine.

-PATTON: For me.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

MICHELLE: That summer, I hunted

the serial k*ller at night

from my daughter's playroom.

I'd retreat

to my makeshift workspace

and boot up my laptop in search

of a man I'd never met

who r*ped and m*rder*d people

I didn't know.

In 1977,

the Golden State k*ller,

as I'd come to call him,

hadn't yet graduated to m*rder.

Long before he was known

by the acronym EAR/ONS

and even before he was known

as the Original Night Stalker,

they called him

the East Area r*pist,

who was attacking women

and girls in their bedrooms

throughout Northern California.

CAROL DALY:

This man is considered

to have an extremely

violent potential.

There isn't much

that you can do

except comply with his demands.

MICHELLE:

He always wore a mask.

The victims slept untroubled

until the flashlight's blaze

forced open their eyes.

Sleepy minds lumbered,

then raced.

A figure they couldn't see

wielded the light.

But who? And why?

The other thing that's so

interesting about this case

that I think about a lot

is, you know,

serial K*llers are, um

Oh dear.

-This is awkward.

-(CAMERON CHUCKLES)

Hi. (LAUGHS)

Why are you wearing a skirt

as a dress?

Oh, my God.

You are so funny.

CAMERON CLOUTIER:

So, how did you

Let's just start

at the very beginning.

How did you first

become interested in this case?

Like this particular case?

So, this particular one,

you know, what's interesting

is that I remember

the great tragedy of this case

to me

is that it's not better known.

I mean I can't, you know,

like, you know,

I wish Zodiac would get rid

of his 15 minutes of fame

so that EAR/ONS

could get a little heat,

-you know? Um

-CAMERON: Right.

And so I was very shocked.

I think it was just four

or five years ago

that I happened to be home

one night

and one of the E! shows

or something was on,

and I thought, "You've gotta be

kidding me. I've never-- what?"

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

MICHELLE: I looked it up.

And Larry Crompton's book

kind of got me.

That's been the last, like,

year kind of obsession.

-CAMERON: Mm-hmm. Right.

-Started with that book.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

WOMAN #1:

It was a Friday night.

It was probably after 1:00,

closer to 2:00.

WOMAN #2:

We were awakened by a voice

and a bright light in our face.

WOMAN #3: Then there he is

with his ski mask

and the only thing you can see

is his silhouette.

WOMAN #4: Then he said, uh,

"Don't move or I'll k*ll you."

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

MICHELLE:

Welcome to Crime Scene,

a podcast that examines

real life crimes.

I'm Michelle McNamara

of truecrimediary dot com.

The terror began

on June 18th, 1976,

when a masked man r*ped

a young woman home alone

in middle class

Rancho Cordova.

(DOOR OPENS)

Larry Crompton

is a retired lieutenant

from the Contra Costa

Sheriff's Department.

He worked on the r*pist

Task Force in the '70s.

LARRY CROMPTON: Okay.

All of these were suspects

that we-- we worked on

and, uh, eliminated.

And, uh

and some of them really,

really did look good.

But, uh

MICHELLE: He recently

published a book on the case.

Sudden Terror

draws on police reports,

victim interviews,

Crompton's notes,

newspaper clippings.

What follows is my conversation

with him.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

-(LARRY MUMBLING)

-MICHELLE:

So, to put together your book,

you mostly went through

your files. Was that

-LARRY: Yeah, I had everything.

-Wow.

LARRY: And I was there.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

LARRY: Now present,

Sergeant Larry Crompton,

Sheriff's Office.

We're conducting

an interview for

case file 7917426

that occurred on 6-11-79.

MICHELLE: You talked about it

in the book so well,

sort of coming in,

and that you felt him

and I just wondered, like,

what that feeling was like.

LARRY: It's just--

it's hard to believe this,

but when I walked

into the house

I had a feeling.

The hair on the back of my neck

would just

feel like it was standing up.

It was just the

the fear that

was in the victims

and, uh, and listening

to what they--

what they said.

It

It just had a feeling

that this is a madman.

It wasn't anything

that we had dealt with before.

He always wore a mask,

always wore gloves,

talked through clenched teeth,

set the houses up

prior to the victim's arriving,

unlocked doors and windows,

opened gates.

Okay.

This is our backyard.

This was the window right here.

It's on the far side

of the house.

I came out here,

I walked down here,

and went this way

to the front of the street,

and that's how I got out,

right there.

This is the back fence

to get over.

LARRY: If there was a man

in the house,

he would throw shoelaces

on the bed

and tell the woman

to tie him up.

He would rummage and then

he would come back with dishes.

He'd put dishes

on the man's back

and tell him, "If I hear

these dishes rattle,

I'm gonna k*ll your wife."

WOMAN:

This is our family room

And that was what he was

putting into their minds,

that they were going to die.

And that's what he did

over and over and over.

Two-two-seventy-eight.

Twenty-three.

The attack happened

on May 14th, uh, 1977.

So this was my first birthday

after the attack.

This is mine.

That's the room it was in.

There's my kitchen.

Boy, I have not looked at

these pictures in a long time.

My job is to catch him,

and I didn't do that.

And, uh, I can't let it go.

MICHELLE: Were normally the

victims so relieved that

they were alive

-that they--

-LARRY: Oh, yes. Oh, yes.

-MICHELLE: Yeah.

-LARRY: Definitely.

MICHELLE: Yeah. I wondered.

I tried to put myself

in that situation,

you know, and, uh

to go into someone's home

is screwing with them

mentally too.

-LARRY: Yeah.

-MICHELLE: Ugh, yeah.

-That's scary.

-LARRY: Yeah.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

You know, I think the story

of the victim-- victims,

it has to be told.

PATTON: I remember Michelle

ultimately wanted to serve

helping to get this guy caught.

She looked at it

from the hopeful, optimistic,

humans putting puzzles together,

trying to get closure,

trying to make sense

of violence and despair.

I mean, what drives me

is the need to put a face

on a unknown k*ller.

And what-- what I love

is this intersection of sort of

technology and crime solving,

in that people can get sort of

wheeled out of their house

for something they did in 1957

because of the internet,

because of DNA.

I really get off on that.

That is so amazing to me,

and I wanna be a part of that.

Nothing-- it's, you know,

everyone has their cause,

and this just feels like

what I was born to do.

(KEYBOARD CLACKING)

I love digging for clues,

I love putting things together.

I love the puzzling part of it.

I love being wrong

because sometimes it proves

that you didn't know enough,

and you learn new techniques.

I love every single aspect

of it.

MAN: What led you

to starting this blog?

MICHELLE: Well, I always

followed crime stories,

and I was always a writer.

So I really just--

I started it on a lark, really.

KAREN KILGARIFF: I started

reading Michelle's blog,

True Crime Diary, basically

on a recommendation.

And I was obsessed with it.

Like, she couldn't post enough.

Her stories

and the way she told them,

made them so memorable.

You know,

they all stuck with you.

MICHELLE: Whatever light

existed was blotted out.

The sound of hurried footsteps

faded away.

It had that feeling of, like,

under the blanket

with a flashlight at night.

I was kind of amazed

at how quickly it caught on.

KAREN: When people talk to me

about finding that blog,

there's a real excitement

where people are like,

"I've read every single post."

It was like they were

drug addicts or something.

MICHELLE: I would say

about a year in,

I started to realize I wasn't

really in an echo chamber,

that people were kind of

starting to read it

and respond to it.

KAREN: Most of the TV shows

that would cover these stories

were very cold

or really kind of exploitive.

We spent a bunch of time

watching a reenactment

of a beautiful young actress

being attacked over and over

while wearing lingerie.

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

KAREN: But Michelle's blog kind

of changed, I think, the focus.

She personalized those people.

If you can remind people

about the humanity

at the other end of that g*n.

"This was a person with hopes

and dreams, with family,

that could've

done this, this, or this."

That's what Michelle did

in her writing.

CHRISTINE BLACKBURN:

All right. Here we go, folks.

We've got Michelle McNamara.

She's a writer

and a web sleuth.

She has taught college writing,

uh, worked as an editor,

sold TV pilots, and also

consulted for Dateline.

She is a truth seeker

is what she is.

-(MICHELLE LAUGHS)

-Let's face it.

You have a career,

you have a life

because people are always

gonna get m*rder*d.

-MICHELLE: Well. Yeah.

The m*rder biz.

-You deal with the devil.

She was a pioneer,

she was somebody

who was creating, uh,

you know, something new.

Yeah.

Nothing was like that in 2007.

PATTON: Hi, Los Angeles.

Patton Oswalt

on Jonesy's Jukebox.

That was "Ceremony"

by New Order.

I am sitting here

with the lovely and intelligent

Michelle McNamara, my wife,

who is the writer and creator

of truecrimediary dot com.

I think this is one of

the best written

and creepiest crime blogs

on the web.

MICHELLE: You're such

a good husband. (LAUGHS)

PATTON: It is! No, it's a good--

I'm telling you, man.

If this site was awful, I would

have to be lying all the time.

-(MICHELLE LAUGHS)

-So, um, Michelle.

-MICHELLE: Mm-hmm?

-You were telling me about

something going on

in the Northwest right now.

MICHELLE: Yeah, I mean,

I have a theory that there is

a serial k*ller

operating in the Northwest

who is k*lling couples,

like, out camping.

There's been about

four or five cases

where there seems

to be no motive

and they are both shot

in the head.

PATTON: I remember

the Jenner case so clearly.

That was such

a turning point for her

because she became

very fascinated

with how crimes

are investigated.

MICHELLE: It's not easy

to get to this beach.

You have to negotiate

a tricky path

down a rocky cliff.

On Wednesday, August 18th,

a sheriff's helicopter

noticed two sleeping bags

on Fish Head Beach.

Despite the noise and nearness

of the helicopter,

the figures in the sleeping

bags didn't move.

Lindsay and Jason had each been

shot in the head at close range

with a .45 caliber

Marlin r*fle.

PATTON: That is a creepy beach.

MICHELLE: I showed you

all that evidence--

or all that footage,

it's a very creepy beach.

PATTON: The act of actually

going to the crime scene

and walking the case

made her go, "Oh

Yeah, I can't just be clicking

on the internet.

I have to go visit places

and look at places."

It changed the way

she wrote about it.

d*ck GORDON: When did you make

the shift, Michelle,

from just reading stuff

and absorbing it

to thinking,

"I can do something here.

I can start trying to connect

dots that I might see

that others have missed"?

MICHELLE: There was this,

um, kind of national news

about a kidnapping

that took place in Missouri.

This boy had been kidnapped

from a bus stop.

And it immediately reminded me

of a lesser known case

that had happened

five years before

that no one else

was talking about,

but there were things

that were interesting to me.

So I posted, um,

that I think whoever took

this boy, Ben Ownby,

probably also took this kid,

Shawn Hornbeck.

And I posted it on a Wednesday.

That Friday,

the police in St. Louis

went to investigate a tip about

where Ben Ownby might be,

and they knocked on the door,

and Shawn Hornbeck

opened the door.

d*ck: You mean, a kid who'd been

kidnapped years earlier

-answered the door?

-MICHELLE: Right. Right.

And again, this was three days

after I had posted,

"I think they're probably

taken by the same person."

That was a big moment for me.

I could start to see where my

head full of facts and details

could intersect

with technology.

You know, I had started

to kind of use internet tools

to figure out that

they seemed similar

and that they might be

connected.

JACKIE KASHIAN:

It's got to be amazing

when you find

a new sort of clue.

MICHELLE:

When people describe, like,

porn addiction or something.

And

-No, this is really weird.

-JACKIE: (CHUCKLES) Right.

MICHELLE: I can't stop myself,

time disappears.

JACKIE: Oh, right.

MICHELLE: You know,

all those things happen.

JACKIE:

So it's a genuine addiction?

-MICHELLE: Yeah. Yeah.

-JACKIE: You are onboard.

Are you doing this now,

currently?

MICHELLE: Oh, every night,

until like 2:00 in the morning.

(JACKIE LAUGHS)

I cannot remember

the specific time we started

talking about EAR/ONS

because every day,

there was so many cases

she was following up.

And then just organically,

that became the thing

that got narrowed down.

NANCY MILLER:

I looked at Michelle's blog,

truecrimediary dot com,

and I was really intrigued.

So she and I first met in 2011

to talk about

some story ideas.

And she was so smart

and so (SIGHS) cool

and down to earth.

And her sh*t was together.

Not only that, I really liked

how she was unpretentious

in a, obviously, pretty

pretentious city and business.

I remember

she wore these, like, clogs.

She had a backpack

like a-- like a--

that she bought at Target.

And she just showed up totally

like in a-- in a flannel shirt

and just as like

low-key as possible.

So we meet up,

we go to this cafe.

I think we met there

like at 11:00

and probably didn't leave

until about 3:00

in the afternoon.

Because she started telling me

this story about this guy.

MICHELLE: The case

that is sort of my--

the biggest case that

I'm most obsessed with is

The short version is,

basically, he's the worst

serial offender

in modern history

that no one really knows about.

He r*ped over 50 women

in California

and k*lled 10 people.

Um, and he's never been caught.

There's no one

like him out there.

There hasn't been before.

He is a such a unique offender.

This guy

was one of the most prolific,

violent, brutal, serial rapists,

and eventually a m*rder*r.

And I had never heard of him.

Like you'd heard

of Zodiac k*ller,

you heard Son of Sam,

like you hear all of these big--

especially in the '70s and '80s,

which seemed to be

the most fertile period

for these serial k*ller stories.

And I had never heard of him.

MICHELLE: He would eat

in the people's kitchens,

he would hide ligatures

under cushions

so that when he was attacking,

you suddenly

would watch this man

take a ligature

under your cushion,

you didn't even know

he had been in your house.

NANCY: I'm drinking this,

like, Arnold Palmer

that's like 36,000 ounces,

and I'm like sipping on it

and drinking it and drinking it

as she's telling me this story.

I needed to go

to the bathroom really badly

because my bladder

was like about to burst.

But I couldn't.

I couldn't.

And I just kept listening,

and listening and listening.

And that's how I knew

it was a great story.

You know, the challenge

for any magazine editor,

any reporter and writer, is

sure, you have, like, a person

or you have a topic,

really interesting guy

from a long time ago,

but there was nothing new

to say yet.

MICHELLE: What's fascinating

to me about this case,

is that it's rich

with so many clues

and it really seems to me

that it's just

time, energy, and curiosity.

And that, um--

and frankly it should be solved.

I mean, it just should be.

When I was so, um, gripped

by Crompton's book,

I googled "East Area r*pist

Original Night Stalker."

And this came up, this link,

to the Cold Case Files

message board.

And I was just

You know,

for someone like me, again,

it's like, "Oh, wow,

look at all these--

Oh, wow."

-(WOMAN LAUGHING)

-Like, "Wait!

Who would spend,

you know, all this time"

Well, me, I guess,

because it's a week later

and I've read 20,000 posts.

You know,

certainly in this case,

there was this community

of people.

They all had different reasons

for being involved in it.

Some of them, you know,

were from Sacramento

and remembered

and were still fearful

and wanted to see it closed.

Others were more

kind of just, um,

data mining,

sleuth kind of people.

You know, this was unique to me

because I've never actually

been part of

this sort of message board

community before.

They throw around clues,

you know, you just--

you go down the rabbit hole

kind of gleefully,

like, "Oh, there's just this

unending thread of information

that I can find."

EAR/ONS is an acronym

for the East Area r*pist

slash Original Night Stalker.

It's an awkward name befitting

a man who crossed jurisdictions

and flummoxed law enforcement

for decades.

What kind of man was he?

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

PAUL HAYNES: I'd been aware

of Michelle for, um,

probably a few years.

I was a fan

of her True Crime Diary.

I'd read True Crime Diary

in its entirety.

So when she finally wrote

about the East Area r*pist,

it was, you know,

it was exciting.

MICHELLE: I'm obsessed.

It's not healthy.

I know the strangest details

about him.

I know his blood type.

I know his p*nis size.

He vaulted fences,

he escaped foot chases.

But I believe it's the rare

moments when he was human

that will be his downfall

in the end.

Her writing evoked

the central, um, hook for me,

which was the mystery,

the question of

who is behind this crime?

She wasn't

a ghoulish gore-hound.

There was nothing tasteless

about her writing.

It struck just the right tone.

MICHELLE: An impressive

community of people

has come together

at an A&E sponsored website.

Unlike other

unsolved mystery communities,

the EAR/ONS community's

desire for justice

feels strong and sincere.

She reached out to me privately,

and we started corresponding,

and, um,

it was evident she was, like,

entrenched in this case.

As was I.

MICHELLE: I just kind of

I saw who seemed to be

some of the, like,

kind of leaders on the board,

and I just began kind of

personal messaging.

PAUL: You know,

we started exchanging notes

and, um, developed a rapport

pretty quickly.

You know,

we just built mutual trust

until we were just, you know,

openly sharing

our work with each other.

And that's when we discovered

that a lot of it

had intersected.

MICHELLE: We kind of started

just exchanging ideas

and theories

and things like that.

And we just kind of

forged a friendship,

you know, a strange friendship

over this strange

30-year-old case.

-(KEYBOARD CLACKING)

-Hi.

My name is Michelle.

I'm a longtime lurker

on the EAR/ONS board.

The case is of interest to me,

and you seem

really measured and thoughtful

in your responses.

I wanted to know if you have

any thoughts on something.

I spent an afternoon

doing some research,

and I feel like I've stumbled

upon a compelling suspect.

MELANIE BARBEAU: Hi, Michelle.

Thanks for trusting me

with this information.

I'm a Sacramento native

and have been investigating

this case for years.

Let's talk.

MICHELLE:

I traveled to Sacramento

to meet a woman

about whom I know very little,

including the spelling

of her last name.

The Social Worker operates

as a kind of gatekeeper

between investigators

and the board community.

This irks some posters

who accuse her of hinting

at confidential information

but then shutting down

when asked to share.

She greeted me

in the parking lot

by waving her arms

wildly overhead.

I liked her right away.

Well, we had been

in communication.

I knew she was flying

into Sacramento,

and she was another civilian

that was interested

in the movement.

And we would drive around

to the crime scenes.

I would take her to the areas.

And so we drove around

for hours.

We're gonna go

about five miles from here.

MICHELLE: Okay.

MELANIE: And I'm gonna take you

to the first crime scenes first.

MICHELLE: Okay.

Our language just immediately

became, uh, you know,

about the case facts

and about what we knew

and what this,

and what do you think of that?

It was a language

that nobody else probably

could've understood

what we were talking about

unless you have that experience

or you were aware of the case.

I just don't think it's gonna be

somebody that everybody thought,

"Oh, that's

the East Area r*pist."

-MICHELLE: Well, I mean,

I think you're right because

-I think it's gonna be--

MICHELLE: he wasn't caught.

-I mean, obviously--

-Yeah, I think it's gonna be

somebody that they go, "Really?"

MICHELLE: Right, right.

Obviously, he didn't stand out

at the time.

There's something about

two women getting together

that have a common cause

and a common goal

and, you know, we're crusaders,

we're warriors,

we're on the path.

You know, that was the beginning

of a relationship.

We'll remain

lifelong friends forever.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

MELANIE: First, we're gonna head

into Rancho Cordova

to, um, his very early attacks,

number one and number three.

MICHELLE: Sacramento. I mean,

when you were growing up,

did it seem to be, like, a

lot of people who worked for--

-MELANIE:

It was a cow town, it was

-Okay. But there's a--

when you say "cow town,"

you mean that there was

-the outlying farms and stuff?

-MELANIE: Yeah,

it's kind of outlying farms.

-MICHELLE:

There's still a lot of, like--

-It's still outlying. Yeah.

MICHELLE: Well, you see,

it's interesting

'cause coming from LA,

you almost never see sort of

-big, open, empty spaces.

-Mm-hmm.

MICHELLE: And driving around,

it was like, "Wow."

MELANIE: We're entering

the Rancho Cordova realm.

MICHELLE: Okay. Yeah.

MELANIE: And I'm gonna take you

right into the heart of it all.

MICHELLE: Mm-hmm.

MELANIE: This is where

the first crime occurs.

When you first are, like,

learning about the case,

you just wanna get

a feel for, like,

where did these things happen?

Who were the players in this,

and, you know,

can you tell anything more

about this offender

by going into the places

he was in?

A few houses down on the right

is number three.

MICHELLE: Yeah, so these houses

are close together, yeah.

MELANIE: Yeah. And I'll actually

show you number one's house.

For Michelle, it's like,

"I wanna get in this guy's mind.

I wanna go to these places.

I wanna try to understand

Why this area,

and why so close together?

You know, was he from here?"

-This is his hotspot.

-MICHELLE: Mm-hmm.

MELANIE:

This is the house right here.

He cut the phone lines

and, uh r*ped her

and left the scene.

This was in June.

June 18, 1976, was this attack.

And the attack we're going to

was in August,

August 29, '76.

We're pulling up to

attack number three right now.

-That's how close he was.

-MICHELLE: Wow.

He had to be from around here.

MELANIE: "A 12-year-old saw a

masked man outside the window,

ran and woke her mother up.

The mother ran to the kitchen

and dialed the operator.

Moments later,

EAR was standing in the doorway

with a club and a g*n,

naked from the waist down.

He told the mother,

'Freeze or I'll k*ll you.'

The mother grabbed the g*n band

as he approached her.

He clubbed her

until she lay on the floor.

A neighbor had seen EAR

walking away with no pants on,

but could not

describe his face."

This is the second house in,

and if we drive

to the corner house,

and if you kind of just

look on the fence line

right here through,

this goes straight

to the attack,

uh, number one attack,

in June of '76.

The neighbor also said

that he was hearing,

for a couple months prior,

people jumping over his fence.

It's my guess

that he was actually, uh,

looking at these houses

long before he attacked.

It's amazing to me

that any one person

could get away

with this many crimes.

And you can just see

how they're just stones--

a stone's throw away

from each other.

And right down the fence line.

MICHELLE: But he wasn't walking

on those kind of fences,

was he?

-MELANIE: Yeah.

-MICHELLE: I mean, that's--

MELANIE: He's said to have been

walking them.

MICHELLE: Oh, wow.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

PATTON:

As Michelle was going up

doing drive-arounds

of Sacramento,

I saw her confidence growing.

It was really exciting

to have someone who was--

you're in love with someone,

and they're doing something,

and you can see how excited

and energized they are about it.

And that makes you excited

and energized.

(LAUGHTER)

I'm amazed I'm still funny.

I'm amazed I'm still funny

because I'm in love.

-I'm in love. I'm in love.

-(CHEERING AND APPLAUSE)

Yes, I am.

And there is nothing--

nothing ends a comedian's career

quicker than regular sex

and being in love.

It's the worst thing

on the planet.

My girlfriend is obsessed

with, like, true crime

and serial K*llers too.

All she does all day.

Watches FBI Files,

Forensic Files on TV,

the most graphic, disturbing,

depressing shows.

I walk in the house

every single day,

"The amount of semen

found in the chest cavity

lead investigators"

Oh, my God!

She's like, "Shh!

It's the Semen Cavity k*ller,

I wanna see what the"

(MUTTERS)

-(SIGHS)

-(AUDIENCE LAUGHS)

When I met Michelle,

it was on, um,

it was a show at the Largo.

I think it was May 20th.

I had been doing

The King of Queens

for five years,

and I'd had a couple specials

at that point.

But she wasn't that steeped

in the comedy scene,

so she didn't know who I was.

MICHELLE: This guy was funny.

More than funny.

He was moody and startling

but hilarious.

He could move the crowd with

the tiniest of expressions.

"Irish girls," he said.

He knocked the microphone

against his forehead.

"Irish girls are

my kryptonite."

And then I was just

sitting at the bar afterwards

and she was leaving,

and she literally tapped me

and just went,

"Irish women, nice." And I was--

and she was so f*cking, like,

steamroller gorgeous

that I was just stunned.

And I ran-- I literally

-ran around the street.

-(LAUGHTER)

And I went, "Hey!"

And then that was the first word

I ever said to her was, "Hey!"

-Screaming.

-(AUDIENCE LAUGHS)

And then she turned around,

and I'm like,

"I'm not gonna play

any f*cking games.

I want your name and number

so I can take you on a date

-this weekend, are you free?"

-WOMAN: Yeah!

And she went, "Yeah."

I went, "Good!

-Give me your number."

-(AUDIENCE LAUGHS)

It was just the most awkward,

non-James Bond moment

I could've had.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

CAROLINE MEREDITH:

Take off my mask.

PATTON: Our first date in LA,

they show movies

at the Hollywood

Forever Cemetery.

So we went and watched

an Italian film

called The 10th Victim.

(g*nsh*t)

-(g*nsh*t)

-(MAN GRUNTS)

Really goofy Italian

science fiction film.

I was too nervous to really

do a lot of talking that night.

She did way more of the talking

because she just was--

and the more we talk, I'm like,

"Oh, my God,

she's so smart and so cool,

I'm gonna screw this up."

I remember I called her

late at night 'cause I was up,

and I'm like, "The Creature

from the Black Lagoon is on,"

and she goes, "I'm watching it!

It's one of my favorite movies."

And that was one of the things

we bonded over really early.

We loved that.

MICHELLE: We loved many

of the same things,

like Creature

from the Black Lagoon,

tales of the grim and offbeat,

and good food.

I didn't like the way his

comedian friends,

including him, seemed to tell

jokes but never listen.

He thought I was thin-skinned.

For a while, it seemed

it might not work.

But one night,

he was saying goodbye to me,

and he won me over

with an adorable

Edward G. Robinson impression.

And I was doing that "Yeah, see.

Look at the getaway sticks

on that tomato."

Like, you--

like, chatting her up,

but in that old kinda slang,

and she thought

that was so hilarious.

MICHELLE: I laughed

and grabbed him.

"More," I said.

PATTON: "Ooh, look at the

keister on that hot number."

You know, couples have in-jokes

with each other,

and that became

one of my, you know

It was just all that '30s

gangster slang.

I'd, you know,

however you wanna say it.

I can't-- Oh, God.

MICHELLE: I wouldn't let him go.

After a while, we gave up

and moved in together.

PATTON: I made

this custom desk for her

that was in this kind of

half-moon shape.

Like, I wanted her to have,

like, this command center.

MICHELLE: I've never tired

of the Robinson impression.

I've never tired of Patton.

ADAM DRUCKER: Michelle knew

that she was a marrying

a famous person,

and as much as she lived a life

that, you know, a lot of people

might fantasize about,

none of that mattered to her.

And I mean really.

She was a regular

salt-of-the-earth

Midwestern gal.

And she didn't wanna be

anything else.

PATTON:

The whole being photographed

and going to premieres

and stuff,

that meant nothing to her.

MAN: Patton,

can we get a quick single?

Especially if you're someone

who's thinking,

"I wanna go home

and write later,

I wanna get up tomorrow

and write."

ADAM: One of her favorite things

in the world

was to be in her room

under the covers,

like, with a fan, reading.

-(PAPARAZZI CLAMORING)

-You want Patton alone?

MAN: Do you want to leave?

(LAUGHS) Yes, I do.

SARAH STANARD:

She went to the Oscars,

she went to the Grammys.

We just always giggled about

it. I mean, it was just, like,

so different

from how we grew up.

She usually would wear black,

and she would joke

that they would think

she was like a PR person.

She was just an introvert.

That's all.

ADAM: She was really good

at making herself

sort of a fly on the wall

and inconspicuous.

I think it's one of the reasons

she had an incredible insight

into people,

she listened, she watched,

she didn't need to be

the center of attention.

She didn't want to be.

I think she'd always been

sort of

singled out as,

"You're a terrific writer."

And then she got to LA

where, you know,

there's a gazillion people

trying to do the same thing,

and that was hard for her.

She hadn't experienced,

you know,

that degree

of consistent rejection

and failure

and disappointment.

Her ultimate dream

was always to write books

or for The New Yorker.

She also really,

really wanted a child.

Four years after we got married,

our daughter was born.

-MICHELLE: Alice, hi.

-(ALICE COOS)

MICHELLE: Hi.

It was so amazing.

-MICHELLE: Look at (LAUGHS)

-(PATTON HUMMING)

MICHELLE: Oh, Alice. (LAUGHS)

PATTON: And I think Alice

was about two or three

when Michelle was meticulously

due diligence researching

about, you know, EAR/ONS.

MICHELLE: In Sacramento,

the air is immediately better.

Struck by the big, open spaces.

A little over half a million,

or about half a million people,

but feels--

coming from Los Angeles,

feels so much smaller.

WAITRESS:

How are you doing in here?

MICHELLE: I'm good.

Um, I might have--

Okay, this is crazy.

Can I have one more latte?

-WAITRESS: Of course.

-(MICHELLE LAUGHS)

-WAITRESS: Got it.

-MICHELLE: All right.

-But this was really yummy.

-WAITRESS: Good.

When Michelle interviewed me,

we met for breakfast

down at the Citizen Hotel

in Downtown Sacramento.

Talking about the attack

is difficult, but Michelle,

she was so serious

about the case.

She was just the easiest person

to talk to.

MICHELLE:

So, I'm from suburban Chicago.

So all of this

is so foreign to me.

But what I wanted--

I'm trying to get back

into sort of the mindset.

A lot of people will say

that the EAR crimes--

crime period--

was kind of the end of innocence

for Sacramento.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

FIONA WILLIAMS:

We have the confluence

of the American

and Sacramento Rivers.

It was built up

being a commerce center,

and it became

the state capital.

We have both Mather Field

and McClellan Air Base.

So military was a big aspect

of the economy

and the people who lived here.

Back in those days, you did

know more of your neighbors,

people didn't lock

all their doors

or their cars, necessarily,

all the time.

And terrible crime

was just not that common.

RICHARD SHELBY:

Seventies Sacramento,

being a cop was

like a cop anywhere else.

It was pretty slow.

And then June comes along,

and you got this pervert

later known as

the East Area r*pist.

I responded to a home invasion,

a r*pe, 1976, October 5th.

Jane Carson

over at Wood Parkway.

At the time the East Area

r*pe cases started,

I was working homicide.

And I think

it was the fifth case

I was called to the scene on,

which was Jane Carson.

What's the feelings

that you're going through,

and wondering

whether you did the right thing

or whether you did

the wrong thing

and could you have done

anything any differently.

And I think you handled

the situation very well.

JANE CARSON: Well,

I had thought of kicking him,

but it would've been useless,

as my hands were tied

and I was blindfolded

-and my child was with me.

-CAROL: Okay.

RICHARD:

When the husband left for work,

the r*pist was in their house

and on her.

He knew down to the minute

what was going on

in Jane's house

and the neighborhood.

When I left there that day,

I was convinced

that this probably wasn't

just a routine r*pe.

In fact, I know it wasn't.

And then I started

digging in deeper.

In the meantime, we have

a couple more r*pes.

At that point,

there's no question

we had a serial r*pist.

He had a definite pattern.

CAROL: When we realized that

we first had a series going,

the sheriff did not want

the media to be aware of it.

Because we didn't

have anything.

Because of what was

happening within the r*pes,

he didn't want the word

to get out

to make fear in the community.

We just-- we just weren't ready

to handle anything coming in.

You know, we didn't have

that many people working it.

MELANIE:

"This is attack number eight.

And this victim was accosted

outside of her house

as she drove her car

into the driveway.

She was taken into the backyard

of her neighbor's house,

and there were strips of cloth

already laid out for ligatures.

Her ankles were tied with cord.

She was blindfolded, gagged.

Jingling her car keys,

the EAR said

he'd be back in five minutes.

Car was reportedly

found in the area

with the dog

locked in the trunk."

CAROL:

The media became aware of it.

The sheriff said,

"Please don't print anything,

we're gonna catch this guy."

And then as time went on

and we didn't catch the guy,

the media, uh, said, "Okay,

we're gonna start printing."

That was when the whole

community was brought in.

MELANIE: What happened

right after number eight

on 11-3-76,

the r*pe series came to light

during this meeting

on crime prevention.

There were 500 people

in attendance.

You can use

a simple alarm system.

Mount a bell device

on the outside of your home.

String some wires

to a power source

and then string

the other set of wires

right to a nightstand

and have a toggle switch there.

If you ever hear

the glass breaking,

reach over on your nightstand

and flip the switch,

the bell goes off

on the outside.

MELANIE:

Other than by word of mouth,

where people might be talking

about a neighbor

that had been r*ped,

there wasn't a lot

of information until this time.

On 11-4-76, the first

newspaper article on the EAR

appears in the Sacramento Bee.

RICHARD: Warren Holloway

was a reporter.

And I'd put a little

one-paragraph note

out to the detectives.

"Got a r*pe series going

in the East Area."

And he walked out, he saw that.

The next day on the newspaper,

"East Area r*pist."

It just got picked up

and there it was,

"East Area r*pist."

MELANIE: Three weeks

after attack number eight,

where it was announced,

there was a town hall meeting

in Rancho Cordova.

Of the 35 that attended,

only one of those was a male.

Following two weeks later,

"Publicity May Have

Curtailed r*pist"

is written

in the Sacramento Bee.

Then he has his tenth attack.

LARRY: A lot of people

don't realize this,

but six r*pes in Sacramento,

out of the first ten,

six of them were teenagers.

And two of them

were 15 years old.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PAYING) ♪

(CAR DOOR OPENING)

KRIS PEDRETTI: This one here

is probably, um, Christmas Day,

which, so it'd be a week

after it happened.

It was December 18th.

There was a high school dance,

and I had a cold.

So at the last minute,

I decided to stay at home.

Uh, my parents were going

to a Christmas party

and my sister was at work.

My parents left

probably around 6:30-ish.

And I think

I put a pizza in the oven,

I remember

having my slippers on,

and I decided

to go play the piano.

I heard a noise,

but at 15 years old,

you always hear noises

in your house

when your parents aren't home.

So I didn't think much of it.

I stopped.

I do remember stopping

and listening and

uh, didn't hear anything else,

so I continued to play.

It wasn't very much longer,

maybe a couple minutes,

that I felt

um, a presence next to me.

And I looked up and, um,

then I felt a knife

at my throat.

And then he told me in my ear,

you know,

"If you scream or move,

I will put this knife

through your throat

and I'll be gone in the dark."

He moved me down the hallway,

through the garage,

and into the backyard,

um

where I was left out

in the, uh

on a picnic bench

while he went back

into the house.

And he told me he'd be

watching me every 10 seconds.

He, uh, came back outside

and that is where

he cut my clothes off.

He would bring me inside

and he would r*pe me,

take me back outside,

inside, r*pe me again,

back outside.

And then another time.

Yeah. (CHUCKLES)

So that was my first,

um, memory of that.

Um

(KETTLE WHISTLING)

I think during

that time though, I was--

there wasn't a lot of feeling

going on.

I was pretty numb.

And, uh--

but what I do remember

is he had moved the couch

very close to our fireplace.

But because I was blindfolded

and couldn't see,

I thought he had caught

our couch on fire.

And I think

that was probably, uh

that was--

that was really scary.

Because I thought

I was gonna die.

Um and then he was gone.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

KRIS:

I stopped playing the piano

shortly after the attack.

It was difficult for me to play

because I always

felt like there was

somebody behind me.

It was just a few hours,

but it changed everything.

REPORTER: It had been a month

since he last struck,

but he has struck again.

This time,

it was a 15-year-old girl.

Again, it was in a northeast

Sacramento neighborhood.

Again, he knew she was alone,

forced his way in using a knife

to threaten her,

and r*ped her repeatedly

for several hours,

and forced her to perform

perverted sex acts.

The latest victim

was younger than the others

and the attack took place

early in the evening,

where the others took place

between 11:00 at night and dawn.

But it definitely

was the same r*pist

who has eluded authorities

for over a year.

NANCY: When Michelle and I

talked about this story,

it was one of those things

that you just kind of

keep thinking about

and keep thinking about.

Michelle had already done an

incredible amount of research.

And I remember thinking, "Okay.

We've got a few hurdles.

Um, I have to pitch this

to my editor-in-chief."

Everyone loves a story

about a k*ller. (CHUCKLES)

But in order

to get her interested,

I had to convince her

that this story was relevant now

and that it was, like,

a Los Angeles

and a California story.

Michelle was an incredible

intrepid reporter.

As we were sort of trying

to put the pitch together,

she would go on her own

and just research things.

You could be

completely confident

that she was going

to come back with something,

something good.

And not just get

the facts right,

but also be able to have

that relationship

with that person

that she would need.

That no one else could get to.

MICHELLE: I pitched

LA Magazine the EAR story.

And they're interested

in doing it, possibly,

which would be amazing.

I mean, that would be like

the kind of publicity

that just-- you can't buy.

You know?

I mean, I just think this story

-is so important to be told.

-MELANIE: It is.

MICHELLE: I mean, it's--

it gets me that this person--

-I just feel like he's smirking

somewhere, going like

-MELANIE: Yeah.

-MICHELLE: "I don't have to

pay for this ever."

-f*ck him.

If there's any way I could

look at whatever you have,

and I won't copy anything, I

just look at it and take notes

and then give it

back to you tomorrow?

At least then I can say

I saw case files.

MELANIE: Can I

let you, while you're here,

look at some stuff?

MICHELLE: Um

MELANIE: Because

I've sworn confidentiality,

that I would never, uh,

release it

out of my possession.

MICHELLE:

Right. Yeah. I mean,

so what you're thinking

is that I could sit there

-MELANIE: You could sit there

and go through them.

-Okay.

-MELANIE: I just can't

let them leave my home.

MICHELLE: Right. How many pages

are there all together, like?

MELANIE:

Probably four or five thousand.

-MICHELLE: Oh, my God.

-MELANIE: Yeah, it's big.

-MICHELLE: Yeah.

-MELANIE: It's all the r*pes.

-MICHELLE: Right.

-It's every-- all 50 r*pes.

MICHELLE: Wow.

MICHELLE: Wow.

MELANIE:

MICHELLE:

These underground trades,

the result of furtive alliances

forged from a shared obsession

with a faceless serial k*ller,

were common.

Online sleuths,

retired detectives,

and active detectives,

everyone participated.

(CAR BEEPS)

(CELL PHONE PINGS)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PAYING) ♪

MICHELLE:

The grandiose seeker in me

couldn't wait to insert

the flash drive into my laptop

back at my hotel.

At every stoplight,

I touched the top pocket

in my backpack

to make sure the tiny rectangle

was still there.

Once in my room,

I immediately changed

into the crisp

white hotel bathrobe.

I lowered the shades

and turned off my phone.

I dumped a bag of minibar

gummy bears into a glass

and set it

next to me on the bed,

where I sat cross-legged

in front of my laptop.

Ahead of me

was a rare 24-hour stretch

without interference

or distraction.

No tiny hands slicked with

paint asking to be washed.

No preoccupied hungry husband

to inquire about dinner.

I inserted the flash drive,

my mind in mail sorter mode,

my index finger

on the down arrow key.

I began to not so much read

as devour.

Drainage ditches

and cement-lined canals

come up frequently

in the police reports.

It's clear from the start,

from footprints, evidence,

suspicious sightings,

and even bringing

one victim down there,

that the East Area r*pist

traveled this way,

like a subterranean creature.

He was doing reconnaissance.

He was studying people.

Learning when they were home.

That means that women exist

who, because of change

of schedule or luck,

were never victims.

But they felt

something terrifying

brush against them.

Hours vanished.

The gummy bears were gone.

I was jittery from sugar,

hunger,

and spending too much time

alone in the dark

absorbing a 50-chapter

horror story.

Part of the thrill of the game

for him, I believe,

was a kind of

connect-the-dots puzzle

he played with people.

You may not think

you have something in common

with your neighbor,

but you do.

Me.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)