01x01 - m*rder on 42nd St.

[bunniefuu]

[ambient music playing]

[news anchor] At night,
the brightest reflection in the skies

over New York comes from the area
around Times Square and Broadway.

[news anchor 2] Thousands
of pleasure-seekers, like moths,

are lured to its light.

[news anchor 3]
These sights and sounds are only a part

of one of the most astonishing
and complicated areas in the world.

[upbeat music playing]

[man] The whole world
is attracted to Times Square.

They're entranced
and a little bit drunk off all the lights

and all of the show business.

But tourists don't know
what was there 45 years ago.

In the late '70s,

Times Square was considered an atrocity.

[woman] Times Square was
a very sexually-charged atmosphere.

The whole scene was something to see

because it was, like,
out of Dante's Inferno.

[sirens wailing]

There were guys walking around out there
that were pure predators.

[man] The fear behind that was palpable.

You could feel it.

It's not easy to find a newscast

with no reference
to violence and m*rder these days,

but this week got off
to an unusually violent start

right here in Midtown Manhattan.

[man] I was in the 10th Precinct
in Manhattan covering Times Square,

just, uh, a uniform cop on patrol.

This was December of '79,

and we're stopped at a light
at 42nd Street

when we saw fire trucks parked
in front of the Travel Inn hotel.

[tense music playing]

[indistinct chattering]

[man] When we pulled up,

they excitedly said,

"You better go up to the fourth floor."

[sirens wailing]

[man] There was a fire in room 417.

Rescue Company 1 was told that
there were likely guests inside the room.

So you had the smell from burning flesh,

and the smoke was thick.

They crawled into the room,
not being able to see.

[fire crackling]

[man] They made out the shape
of bodies on the twin beds.

[muffled chattering]

One of the firemen went to give CPR…

but she had no head or hands.

Knocked him back
against the wall, naturally.

The sergeant turned to me, and he said,

"A real sick b*stard did this."

[tense music playing]

[sinister music playing]

[fire truck sirens wailing]

[fire truck horn blaring]

[news anchor] Firemen were first to arrive
at the scene at about 9:30 this morning.

They were responding to a report
of a fire in a West Side hotel room.

They found much more
than they had anticipated.

Two women were found decapitated,
their hands cut off as well.

[female reporter] Did it seem
that the women had been k*lled recently

when you arrived?

I would say so, yeah,
within a couple hours.

[female reporter] It seems the suspect
tried to cover his tracks

by setting the two beds on fire.

Two separate fires,
two separate mattresses,

two separate beds.

For how long?

Five minutes, tops.

[knocking on door]

[man] I spent 31 and a half years
with the New York City Police Department.

You wouldn't believe the things I've seen.

And for something to stand out,

{\an8}it's gotta be really bad. It has to be
absolutely horrifying to stand out.

{\an8}And this case did stand out.

It was pretty much
the hotel room from hell.

[man 2] I saw the headlines before I got
the information from the NYPD,

and the case immediately intrigued me.

{\an8}I'm a homicide and forensic expert
and consultant.

{\an8}I'm the former commander
of Bronx Homicide.

{\an8}At the time, I called up Jerry McQueen,

{\an8}who was the detective sergeant
who was in charge of the investigation,

and he basically filled me in
what they had.

[indistinct radio police chatter]

[Geberth] The immediate problem
for the investigators was…

"Who are these victims?"

[projector whirring]

The first thing
you look for is fingerprints,

but in this case, you were deprived
of fingerprints 'cause there's no hands.

Our first inclination is that
he wants to prevent identification.

That's why the heads and hands are gone.

We had nothing else.

No wallet, no ID, no identification cards.

And don't forget, it's… it's 1979.

We don't have all this video surveillance
that we have today, okay?

We don't have DNA technology.

It won't... DNA technology won't come up
for another seven years.

Very frustrating.

[ominous music playing]

[man] The firemen said that
they felt it was a poorly conceived fire,

{\an8}more likely to draw attention to the room

{\an8}than it was to do any damage.

In fact, one detective said to me

it was the cleanest crime scene
he's ever seen.

It was totally devoid of evidence.

[Reiman] Spatter, gore, puddles,
fingerprints, there was nothing.

How… how can you behead two women,

chop off the… the hands of two women,

and not have gore
from one end to the other?

[Riegel] I did see the clothing
from the victims

was piled neatly in the bathtub.

You know, it seemed strange
to me at the time.

[female reporter] This k*ller went
to great lengths to destroy

the women's identities.

So why would he leave behind
the women's clothing?

Possibly they were his gimmicks,
planted there,

like the little fire he started Sunday.

{\an8}[man] One of the maids
from the fourth floor,

{\an8}uh, discovered smoke
coming from under the door

and, uh, trying to open the door
to, uh, get in there.

[female reporter] Had anybody heard
any kind of a struggle?

Any noise in that room?

It was don't disturb.
Don't disturb. That's all.

The don't disturb sign,
was that up all along?

Yes.

[bell ringing]

[Geberth] The offender came in
on November 29th into that hotel,

and he did not leave till December 2nd.

A period of three days.

He very cleverly signed in
as a Carl Wilson

from Maryland, New Jersey,

which was a fake name.

The only time he was seen
was at registration.

[suspenseful music playing]

[Riegel] A woman stood behind him
as the subject was registering.

He was alone. She was alone.

But for whatever reason,
she paid attention…

and they drew a composite
from her description.

[female reporter] This is the sketch
of the man wanted for questioning.

He's white, 35 years old,
about 5'10" tall,

and weighing 175 pounds.

They say he has brown hair,
which is blow-dried.

By that, they told me they mean this man
is very meticulous about his appearance.

[Reiman] In a case like this,
the police have an uphill battle

because of the location
down in Times Square.

Back then, it was rampant crime
of every description going on

on every block,
on every corner, in every alleyway.

[sirens wailing]

[Reiman] This was a place
where someone could go unnoticed.

When you're looking for a k*ller
in 1970s Times Square,

you're looking for a needle in a haystack.

[horns honking]

There was more of a crowd in Times Square
than anywhere else in the city.

There were tourists,

countless businessmen…

Yes, sir, what can I do for you, buddy?
What do you need today?

…hustlers and three-card monte guys.

Guys right out of Rikers Island.

[horn blaring]

[man] When you have the entire world
passing through,

anybody could be in there.

It's a hustle and bustle

that's unparalleled
anywhere else in this country.

[man] I spent my entire twenties

in the 1970s and '80s in Times Square.

I was a writer covering the neighborhood
for men's magazines.

{\an8}There's probably no "official"
official designation

{\an8}of exactly to the foot
which makes up Times Square…

[upbeat music playing]

…but because it's in my blood,
and I've spent so many years there

between 42nd Street and 50th Street,

between 8th Avenue and 6th Avenue.

Those 13 blocks,

that's my definition of Times Square.

[man 2] "The Deuce" was a nickname
at the time.

It really referred to 42nd Street itself,

{\an8}particularly between 7th and 8th Avenue,
which is really the heart of Times Square.

At its peak, it was a meeting place.
It was a place of entertainment.

It was part
of the central business district.

Almost all subway lines
come to Times Square.

The Port Authority Bus Terminal
brings people from New Jersey

but also people from around the country.

[man 3] For me,
it's always been a destination.

I remember coming here and seeing

the Camel ad where
the guy blows smoke rings.

{\an8}That was so cool.

{\an8}I mean, anything else
paled in comparison to that.

[woman] There were Broadway shows,
and theaters were bustling,

and it was like an element
of being in the Wild West.

{\an8}You know, where you didn't know
what was gonna happen,

{\an8}and you were going there
because you wanted to have an adventure.

[man] Times Square 42nd Street
was a collecting point…

{\an8}for all sorts of people.
It was like a… like a drain, you know?

{\an8}Everything came there.

[tense music playing]

[woman] You have those
who are the denizens of the Deuce,

who have lived there, they worked there,

they partied there.

{\an8}But you have all these newcomers
who did not learn to be street-smart.

And if you are not used
to being in a place

where there are so many people
bumping up against you,

so many lights, loud music,

everything else,

it's easy to become a victim

because there were bad people out there.

[sirens wailing]

[news anchor] For the past two weeks,
we've told you about the hunt

for whoever m*rder*d and decapitated
two women in the Times Square hotel.

Authorities are asking anyone
with information about this man

to call a special number.

[Geberth] The media put out
a composite sketch of a potential suspect,

but at the time,
that sketch didn't help the investigation.

Because nobody came forward.

Very frustrating.

[female reporter] Police have had
to resort to the barest of evidence

as a means of tracking down
the victims' identities.

Over at the 20th Precinct,

we saw the sorry remains
of the two young women.

A pair of Bonjour jeans size 7/8,

a pair of patent leather boots,
a red sweater,

a black fur jacket waist-length,

a pair of white leotards,

and a pair of black high-heeled shoes.

[phone ringing in distance]

[Geberth] Now, in order
to try to identify the victims,

the investigators came up with the idea
of why don't we take these clothes

that had been left behind
in the hotel room

and see if we get some feedback
from the general public?

One of the detectives said,

"Listen, in Midtown,
we have all these department stores."

"Why don't we get mannequins
from the department store

and dress the mannequin in the clothing

to see if anyone could identify these gals
based on the clothing?"

[female reporter] Police tell us
they'll call a press conference tomorrow.

The purpose is to dress up some mannequins

with the same clothes
they showed us last week.

[tense music playing]

[shutter clicking]

[Geberth] So the mannequins were dressed,

photographed,

and circulars went up all over the place.

They were in the newspaper.
They were on television.

They were at 42nd Street.

They were on light poles.

Wherever you could stick
a poster with that, they were there.

[reporter] If you recognize
the victim's clothing,

or if you have any information
that might help the police,

the number to call is 477-74...

[voice distorts]

[typewriter clacking]

[indistinct chattering]

[man] In 1979,

I was a crime reporter.

[suspenseful music playing]

[man] I had covered crime,

but I had never covered crime

{\an8}as salacious and as evil

{\an8}and as, uh…

{\an8}brutal, really.

I got to know the detectives on this case

and took a lot of interest
in what they were doing.

[phone ringing]

[Rod] And finally, they were given a tip
about one of the victims.

[phone ringing]

[woman] A woman named Rose
called the police

and said, "I recognize the outfit
that you have put on the television

in regards to this woman."

"These were my friend's clothes."

She said it was the outfit and shoes

her friend left the house in.

Although police apparently aren't close
to making any arrests,

they had a major break today

when they managed to identify
one of the victims.

[reporter] Police called on
the public for assistance

and received numerous phone calls.

One of these calls was part of the process
which led to identification.

Medical records were checked,

and identification
came from distinguishing characteristics

of certain bones and scars on the body.

If you feel the back of your neck,

uh, there are bony prominences
that can be noted,

and those had
a very characteristic, uh, shape.

It's on that basis
that the identification was made.

[dramatic music builds up, ends]

One of the victims from the Travel Inn

was identified as Deedeh Goodarzi,

who… was my birth mother.

[tense music playing]

[woman] I was adopted…

at ten weeks.

When I was a child,

being adopted
was difficult for me to understand.

I was an unknown.
I don't know where I came from.

I wanted to find my biological mother.

When I turned 26,

I found the orphanage that I came from.

{\an8}And they said,
"We would love it if you came to see us."

{\an8}"We have a file for you to look through."

I was expecting a Lifetime movie

where I would get to meet, possibly,
the woman who gave birth to me.

But they gave me

these terrible newspaper articles
about how she was k*lled.

There was a gorgeous picture
of my mother. [chokes up]

So…

half of me is so excited
to see my mother's face,

and then feeling angry…

[inhales deeply]

…because her life was taken
in such a horrific manner.

It's just, uh, inconceivable.

[Jennifer] Deedeh's life started in Iran.

[somber music playing]

She came to America when she was
around eight or nine, and she

went to Holy Family School in Brooklyn,

but she never finished high school.

She had run away a couple times.

When she became a young adult,
she moved to Trenton, New Jersey,

and I came to find out

that she would take the train
on the weekends to New York City…

[inhales deeply]

…and she was a sex worker there.

[Jennifer] Deedeh was considered
a high-priced escort.

She was working in bars,
working at massage parlors.

She was the type of sex worker
that only had a couple clients in one day.

The last time anyone
but her k*ller saw her alive

was when she was in Trenton
getting on a train for New York

just two days before
she was found m*rder*d.

[female reporter] Police are still looking
for information about the other victim.

Is it your impression that these two women
might have worked together?

I feel that she did, uh,
meet with the unidentified girl

here in the New York City area.

[man] It's still a mystery

how Deedeh Goodarzi ended up
in that room with the other girl.

{\an8}The other girl we know nothing about.
Not a thing.

[Reiman] She remained a Jane Doe.

But based on Deedeh being a prost*tute,

these detectives thought the other victim
was likely a prost*tute as well.

[projector whirring]

[Rod] The area of Times Square
near the Travel Inn

had become known for sex workers…

who worked the streets,

who worked the hotels,
who worked the bars.

[Josh] Times Square was thick
with prostitution.

I mean, there were upwards
of 1,200 prostit*tes a night.

[Dr. Chateauvert] There were women
and men working.

There might be trans women on one block.

There might be g*y hustlers on another.

In the late 1970s,
the operative term for being a sex worker

was "prost*tute."

The problem with using
the word "prost*tute"

{\an8}is it is so combined
with the notion of sexual shame.

{\an8}She's nothing but a sl*t.
She's a prost*tute. She's a wh*re.

All of those terms
would later be challenged,

and they coined the term "sex worker."

[tense music playing]

[Reiman] In the 1970s, Times Square became

a sort of epicenter for the sex trade.

It was a sex carnival.

{\an8}Times Square offered
what you couldn't find anywhere else.

[woman] One silver dollar,
we'll make you c*m, c*m, c*m.

[Reiman] It was a place where
you could fulfill forbidden fantasies

in all sorts of different ways.

[Veronica] There were the book stores,
the peep shows,

burlesque clubs,

and the sex emporiums,

with barkers whose main cry was,

"Wall-to-wall p*ssy."

[chuckles] That was one
of the favorite cries.

[woman] Work my body, baby. Ah, yeah.

There was the illusion
that, yes, anything goes,

because that is what brings people in.

[man] People in this country
want to see sex.

You know,
it's like a Chinese proverb that says,

{\an8}you know, "That which is
the least obtainable is the most desired."

{\an8}"That which is the most obtainable
is the least desired."

{\an8}[interviewer] Nothing as sweet as
a stolen cookie.

{\an8}Yeah, basically.
That's about the size of it.


because of my father,

Martin Hodas,
the porno king of New York City.

He was in the right place
at the right time

{\an8}and saying,
"Oh my God, do I got a good idea."

[upbeat music playing]

[Anthony] In the beginning,
before XXX Times Square emerged,

there were dirty bookstores

where you could get girly magazines,
as they were called at the time.

Very tame stuff by today's standard.

But then in 1967,

Marty Hodas invented the peep show
in Times Square.

[Romola] The first peep shows
that my father had,

they were the peep machines,

and you'd put a quarter in,
and you'd be watching porno films.

[Larry] White-collar workers
could sneak off there on their lunch break

and take in something X-rated.

It had a certain appeal to certain people

because of the feeling
of they're doing something naughty.

They're doing something dirty, you know?

They're doing something
they're not supposed to be doing.

That was the appeal.

[rock music playing]

[Romola] But then people wanted more,

and my dad loved pushing the envelope.

Any man has the right to view
whatever he feels like viewing,

{\an8}which is a wonderful thing.

[Romola] So my father expanded

and expanded and expanded.

He started to make his own films…

and they were hard-core films.

[Larry] I started making films for him.

I tried to make, you know,
little stories and all this stuff.

Didn't matter.

The viewers, they were in it for the sex.

And once Marty opened the floodgates,

porn had gone from being
this underground thing

to very overtly overground.

X-rated theaters started popping up
all over the place.

Then he started doing the live peep shows.

[woman] Come on, check it out.
It's all live.

And it's all happening right here
at Show World Center.

[Romola] You'd go into a booth,
and you'd put a quarter in,

and the slot went up,

where you'd watch five girls, about,

dancing, stripping, whatnot.

The idea was to keep teasing the patron

so that the patron would keep
popping those tokens into the machine.

[Veronica] At that time, I was a porn star

and a writer for Penthouse.

{\an8}I covered the sex scene in Times Square,

and I would interview
all of the people who worked there.

Everybody was, you know,
open about being horny.

It was a place
where you could lose yourself.

[Dr. Vronsky] With every year,
it would get… more transgressive,

more radicalized,

more sexualized.

And then they took the glass
out of the peep shows

so you could interact with…
with the model.

[Veronica] Men could put their hands
through that hole,

and he could touch the girls.

Or he could put his body part in there,

and the girls could give them
hand jobs and blow jobs.

{\an8}Everybody was really fascinated with sex
and the availability of sex.

{\an8}People pushed the limits.

The barriers were down, anything went.

And so these businesses,

which seemed to be
about pleasure on one side,

definitely have a much darker side.

[Romola] There was something…
more than sleazy.

There was something like…

like a little dangerous.

A lot of bad things
just came along with the… business.

[sirens wailing]

[Romola] There were p*mps and drugs
all over the place,

and the mob was really big back then,
Five Families.

[Josh] Gambino family ran p*rn*graphy,

but secretly behind the scenes,

all the property and… and the financing
of just about every porn place,

{\an8}uh, they were mob-owned,
and they were mob-run.

[Romola] The porn industry
breeded bad people coming in,

and I think it caused more crime.

Yes, I do.

It brought it like a magnet.

[Dr. Chateauvert] I think
some men saw women

as people who could be purchased,

and once they said,
"Oh, I'll do anything,"

those men took that to the limit.

[sinister music playing]

[Veronica] There were predators.

People who came
just to prey on the sex workers.

To be rough with them,
to physically abuse them.

[Jennifer] These people are scary.

They think that since no one
can see what they're doing,

that no one's gonna care.

And the sex workers are the ones
that take the wrath.

[sirens wailing]

[Jennifer] I think [inhales]
that whole world

was the reason
why my mother lost her life,

is because it was complete mayhem.

[police radio chatter]

[radio static]

[police radio chatter]

[Dr. Vronsky] Once they identified
Deedeh Goodarzi,

that was the biggest break they had.

Then the police very much shook the bushes

{\an8}on trying to find a motive
for Deedeh's m*rder

{\an8}and a perpetrator.

[Reiman] You're looking at the people
who are in her world,

in her circle of existence.

Johns, p*mps, drug dealers.

That's who you're looking at
and expanding your way outward.

[Dr. Vronsky] Deedeh had a pimp,
a guy called James Thomas.

She worked for him for years.

She also worked
out of some of the mob-owned bars.

She was familiar
with a number of Iranian drug dealers

that they had interviewed.

But after investigating
all these possible perpetrators…

it came to nothing.

Nothing, nothing, nothing.

[crowd cheering]

[male reporter] Goodbye to the '70s.

A decade of dreams.
A decade of nightmares.

A decade to which
they said farewell here last night.

[cheering continues]

[tense music playing]

[Geberth] I had just come back
from Quantico,

and I basically came in
on the ground floor of criminal profiling,

which was new at the time.

{\an8}Profiling, basically, is an understanding

{\an8}of the dynamics and behaviors
of offenders and crime scenes.

We look at victimology,

we look at signature, autopsy results,

and we look at MO.

[shutter clicking]

[switch clicking]

[Geberth] In this case,
the medical examiner was able to determine

that the heads and hands had been removed…
after death, both of them.

[Reiman] Oftentimes you'll find someone
who's not very experienced at cutting

leaving something called hesitation marks.

You'll see a slice
and then maybe a deeper slice.

They're trying to get a feel
for how difficult it is.

But the k*ller…
did not seem squeamish at all.

He cut right in and kept on cutting.

[Geberth] This tells us
that this individual felt very confident

about what he was doing.

[female reporter] The one thing we've got
is plenty of questions.

We asked one of the medical examiners
who conducted the autopsies.

Was there any indication that this k*ller

may have inflicted sadistic injuries
before he k*lled them?

Yes, there…there were linear abrasions,
scratches all over the body.

No obvious signs of struggle, and, uh,

which appears strange.

But there were... There are a lot
of scratch marks on the body.

[Geberth] There were puncture marks,
incise marks.

One victim had been bound face down,

and he had taken the blade
and gone up and down her back,

elongated incised type wounds,

and the other victim has similar wounds.

They were t*rture marks.

They were designed to cause pain,
repeated pain.

Can you imagine your whole body being cut?

And… and that's… that's what he was doing
over a period of three days.

They had also been sexually assaulted.

Deedeh Goodarzi was stabbed
through the back into the lung.

The ME declares cause of death
as the stab wound.

[Reiman] What they determined in time
was these women died at different times.

So one endured witnessing
what had happened to the other.

[sinister music playing]

[Jennifer] I had awful visions
of what could have happened in that room.

Because the fire,
because the mutilation, the decapitation.

All of it was…

It was just awful.

[sinister music playing]

The behavior cried out that we're dealing
with a psychopathic sexual sadist.

These people have a tendency

to want to hurt and cause pain

in order to get sexually satisfied.

They're basically trying
to fulfill a fantasy.

Usually, it goes back
to their early childhood.

At first, they use p*rn*graphy
to implement the fantasy.

And like any other stimulant,

what happens, it becomes addictive,

and they want more of it.

Ultimately, in the mind
of the psychopathic sexual sadist,

at a certain point, you'll see these guys
they wanna actually get a real victim,

but the victim is just a prop
to fulfill the fantasy.

So there's no empathy.
All right, there's no remorse.

There's no feeling. There's no connection
that there's another human being there.

[Dr. Vronsky] There is this struggle
to transform one's fantasy into reality

and… do it in a way
that's as perfect as the fantasy.

And it never is.

[Geberth] You ever hear
of the psychology of evil?

That's what we're talking about here.
The psychology of evil.

But if you're a true
psychopathic sexual sadist,

you can fool people.

They can present as "normal"

to their neighbors, relatives,
and co-workers…

because they've been able
to compartmentalize that evil.

[sinister music playing]

[computer tape reels clacking]

[phone ringing]

[man] Back then,
I was working on 3rd Avenue…

{\an8}not far from the bright lights
of Times Square.

I worked at Blue Cross Blue Shield
on a Honeywell H8200 computer.

H8200 is about the size
of one floor of an office building.

- [projector whirring]
- I sat there with a bunch of engineers.

They loved to brag about adventures

like most guys do at work.

[phone ringing]

[Dominick] There was one guy,

most of the people called him Richie.

His last name was Cottingham,

so instead of saying that long word,
I used to call him "the Cott."

He talked a lot about prowling
the streets of Times Square,

picking up prostit*tes.

He had endless energy
when it came to that.

[horns honking]

I can't tell you
what I had for breakfast yesterday,

but I could remember
everything about this man.

Times Square
was attractive to Richie because

all these extracurricular activities
was all in one place.

His shift was from 4:00 p.m. to 11:00 p.m.

It was a skeleton crew,

so no one cared about
what we did on our shift.

If you wanted to take a hike,

k*ll a couple hours
in all these massage parlors,

or the film p*rn*graphy,
live p*rn*graphy peep show places,

he could get away with it.

[tense music playing]

[Dominick] He would give you
a detailed map

if you wanted to know
where the girls were.

He was like a… a tour guide for hookers.

The thing that'd draw
the women to him was C-A-S-H.

Cash, lots of cash.

Richard, at any time, would have two
or three thousand dollars in each pocket.

And he waved it around.

He made sure you… you saw it.

He bought what he wanted.

He said, "If I pay a girl,
she's gonna do anything I tell her to do."

Richie talked a lot about Plato's Retreat,

the swing club right off Times Square.

[Allen] So as a photographer,
as a journalist, there were places that

{\an8}I would go to on my own

just because I was very curious.

[chuckling] I was there with a camera.
I… I got a lot of great photos.

Plato's Retreat was a place
that, uh, couples could go

and swap partners with other couples,

or even engage in, uh, group sex

in what they called the orgy room.

There were cubicles which were private.

You know, lock the door.

You don't know what people
are doing in there.

Plato's Retreat is more than just a club.
It's an institution.

It's a monument to sexual freedom.

[Dominick] It was just, uh…

a sewer of, uh… sexuality.

Richard would talk about
how easy women were to get into bed.

Everyone there
was fascinated with, uh, with sex.

There was an open almost exchange
of, uh, sex acts and, uh, behavior.

Plato's attracted a crowd,

a lot of women…

and a lot of sex workers.

This includes, uh, incidentally…

Deedeh Goodarzi,

one of the victims at the Travel Inn.

[dramatic music playing]

[fire truck horn blaring]

[sirens wailing]

[Geberth] Now it's May 15th
in New York City,

and the firefighters are once again called

to a hotel, the Hotel Seville.

It was right off Madison Avenue
and 29th Street,

which is east of Times Square.

The police were called,
detectives responded,

Manhattan South Homicide responded.

[projector whirring]

[Reiman] There was a room set on fire.

And when they went inside…

there's another mutilated woman.

[dramatic music playing]

[Reiman] She was found beaten…

tortured, naked,

sexually assaulted…

strangled to death.

[projector whirring]

[Geberth] Once again,

it looked like
a psychopathic sexual sadist.

But in this case,
the heads and hands were not taken.

But instead, he removed both her breasts

and placed them on the headboard

for shock value.

[shutter clicking]

[Reiman] Once again,
looking at the crime scene,

it was very neat.

There was no evidence.

But this time, the hands,

they were left behind

so they could be used for fingerprints.

[Geberth] She was identified
as Jean Ann Reyner.

She had been arrested for prostitution,

ironically just a couple of weeks before.

Jean Reyner was… a young mother.

She was a daughter. She was a sister.

She… was k*lled horrifically,
leaving behind a small boy.

[Dr. Vronsky] She was working
as a sex worker

essentially to finance
a custody suit she had

to retain custody of her son.

That's about all we know about her.

[Geberth] When you compare
the presentation of the crime scene

to the Travel Inn,

and the type of injuries to the body,

you'd have no doubt
they were inflicted by the same person.

Also, the fact that you're looking
at another prost*tute getting k*lled.

As a profiler, that says one thing.

I got a serial k*ller. That's it.

[Dominick] The Hotel Seville
was not that far from work.

We called it "slaughter at the Seville."

And that's exactly what it was.

One morning,
Richard and I were sitting at the console,

and Cottingham
was in his chair rocking away,

and one of our peripheral operators
came in, Bob,

with the newspaper in his hand,
and it was on the front page.

And Bob threw it down
on the console and said,

"What sick son of a b*tch
could do something like this?"

Cottingham's rocking back and forth
in his chair,

and he looked up at Bob,
and he said, "Bob,

could've been you, could've been me."

[sinister music playing]