Good morning. It's time for the peninsula report.
After three weeks, the murder of a local burlingame girl
remains unsolved, and police have no leads
in the killing of Kathleen donlevy,
the eighth grader last seen alive
at a parking lot carnival.
Coroners say the victim was tortured...
Forced to drink bleach, window cleaner.
the investigation at a standstill...
Mary!
Mary, breakfast is ready!
Come on!
Mary, can you see my butt?
- I can smell it. - Shut up.
Can I speak with you?
Busted.
- What are these? - I don't know.
Don't tell me you don't know.
You know what these are.
What are they doing in this house?
I don't know. Where'd you find them?
It doesn't matter where I found them,
does it? The point is I found them.
Are they yours?
- They're not... - Tell me. Are they yours?
- No, they're not mine. - Mom, mom, mom.
They're mine. I mean... I mean, they're Liz's.
I was holding them so she wouldn't get in trouble.
It's okay.
We are gonna talk about this later...
shut up, little miss perfect.
What's up?
The question is why? Why did he kill her?
Didn't you hear me honking for you last night?
I met some guys at the park.
You know, maybe she represented
some kind of threatening female figure, you know, like mom...
one of them asked me to the exchange dance next Friday.
I bet it was one of those sick guys who totally got molested by his father.
- Mary. - It's so classic.
- It always happens. - Would you shut up?
Stop talking about Kathleen
like she's some kind of statistic.
- I wasn't. - Yes, you were.
This isn't in a magazine.
It's real. Margie's little sister is dead.
The guy could still be around. It's creepy.
Let me set you up next Friday for the dance.
Do you think I'm, like, the butt-ugliest?
No, of course not.
Then why have I never had a date?
Because every time you meet a guy,
you start talking about the five different kinds of head wounds.
The virgin Mary
is not only pure, but immaculate.
Not only virtuous,
but innocence itself.
She is sacred,
completely untainted by sin.
Mary giordano.
Yes, sister?
Please recite the hierarchy of values.
Um...
It's so nice to have you back, Margie.
Your sister has been in our prayers.
Thank you.
We were about to hear the hierarchy of values.
Supernatural, spiritual, intellectual, material.
Tell us in your own words
the hierarchy's significance.
Well, it's kind of like a structure,
a way of looking at things.
It's kind of like God gave us this plan,
and if we have faith in it
and follow its rules, he'll protect us.
In God's world,
there's a reason for everything.
Yes, Margie?
Margie?
Hey.
- Hey, new cadets? - Well, I hope so.
We're about to give them guns.
You want one?
Nah. I got to get in shape for my exam.
- Ah. - Is g-man here?
- Yeah, he's in his cell. - Great.
But, Mary, I wouldn't go back there if I were you! Mary!
Yeah?
Shit.
Don't you have piano lessons or something?
Tell me what you have on the donlevy case.
Didn't I help you write the paper on Jeffrey dahmer?
- Yeah. - Didn't I help you
build a model of San Quentin
for your California history class?
Yeah.
Then get the hell out.
Dad would have wanted you to help me.
Your dad was killed in the line of duty.
He'd want you to have a nice, safe desk job.
You know I'd be a good cop.
You want to know what police work is?
Most of the time you sit on your ass writing reports.
The rest of the time, you spend with the scum of the earth.
People are basically good. They just...
they're good and bad.
You better keep your eyes open,
or you're going to get in trouble.
Believe me. I know my business.
Really?
Is that why Kathleen's killer is behind bars?
Now you listen to me, you little shit.
This freak made her drink bleach,
window cleaner, and chopped her up. He's still out there.
So the last thing I need is for some snot-nosed junior miss
coming in here giving me advice!
But didn't you say that a detective's job
is to step into the victim's shoes and walk backwards?
That's right.
So unless you've stepped in miss donlevy's shoes yourself...
So I'm like, "how do you know?"
Go! Go!
Are you serious?
He took off my top, then my underwear.
No way.
Then he took off his pants.
What did you do?
- Woman: 13 more.
So who's your boyfriends?
Don't you guys have boyfriends?
- She sort of does.
You have a boyfriend?
- Yeah. - A little young.
That's what I told her.
You girls really shouldn't talk to strangers.
He's so cute.
Do you know that guy?
Sure. He's been hanging around here a lot.
Hey!
50 cents to crack the whip!
Only three balls, a chance to win the big prize.
Have a nice weekend.
Remember, graduation rehearsal
will be at 2:00 P.M. next Friday.
God, what is wrong with you?
Let me ask you this, Jay.
Do you ever feel any remorse after you kill?
Remorse? Why should I feel remorse?
Okay. Why don't we go to the phones?
- Line three, you're on the air.
I need you to go to the mini mart for me.
Well, can't John go?
He's at Jason's, and Vicky's at the mall.
I just need a few things.
It will only take you a minute.
Damn it.
Sir, I'm sorry. We are out.
- Sorry. - Excuse me.
Oh, my eyes!
What the hell is going on out here?
I can't see!
How was I supposed to know he was a cop?
Tony Campbell, a new cadet.
Highest test scores in his class.
I'm blind.
Why were you following me?
I saw you here at the station.
I thought you were one of donlevy's girlfriends.
I thought you might lead me to something.
I ought to kick both of you in the ass.
You know it's against regulations for a cadet
to be investigating anything.
That's why you don't have access
to files or any kind of information.
And, you, I'm citing you
for using unregistered mace.
And the next time that you want
to dream up some espionage,
I'm calling your mother.
You messed him up, you take him home.
What do you care about Kathleen, anyway?
No way I'm waiting 10 years to make detective.
You know, this case is very similar
to one that happened two years ago in...
Utah? I know.
Tammy Ryder.
Teenage girl disappears into thin air,
body parts scattered all over the place.
Police found nothing.
Searched the car, clothes, house.
Not even a flake of skin
to track the guy through DNA.
How do you know all that?
Are you really trying to find Kathleen's killer?
I mean, 'cause if you are,
as a cadet, you do have access
to all the computers.
I mean, we could track down
any suspect we got through Washington.
With more than one person,
we could cover twice as much ground,
- interview twice... - Whoa, whoa.
Wait a minute.
Why are you after this guy?
She could have been me.
I'm not into babysitting.
No! No, that's a foul!
That is a stupid foul! You idiot!
You are so stupid!
Is guinn in?
They tell me to bet against the clippers
'cause they can't win a game,
and now I've lost 50 bucks. Gosh.
Is guinn in?
You know it's his day off.
- Oh, yeah. - Oh, that's great.
But I left something in his office the other day,
- and I want to go get it. - Go ahead. Go ahead.
Come on!
Kathleen.
...0800, please report
to the kit room at the end of the shift.
- Repeat, three... - He said that?
- No way.
- Amazing. - Yeah, I know.
Hey, Sherlock.
Come on, man. Hey, Tony.
Hurry up!
Okay, I'm sorry about the babysitting comment.
If it's good enough, we could work together.
Please?
Come on.
Looks like an employee list
of the carnival. Big deal.
She was seen somewhere later.
What?
At the mini mart.
- Let me handle this. - Why?
Because you got to break into the records room.
Now it's my turn.
We're with the police department.
Like to ask you a few questions.
I already told you guys everything.
Well, we'd like to hear it again.
Were you working the night the donlevy girl came in?
- Yeah. - Can you describe the events of that night
and your contact with miss donlevy?
You guys ain't cops.
Excuse me.
Ow! Shit! Okay!
She came in about 12:30
and picked up some cleanser or something.
She stood around like she expected me
to say something, and then she left.
Was anyone with her?
No!
Ow!
Ow! Ow. Don't...
wait. There was a blue car in the parking lot.
I looked up later, and it was gone.
Thanks for your cooperation.
I can't believe you just did that.
He wasn't going to tell us anything.
You didn't have to hurt him.
It jogged his memory, didn't it?
It was illegal.
Hey, what do you think being a cop is, Mary?
You walk in, offer you a donut, and spill their guts?
This is the real world. People get hurt,
bleed, die.
He could go to the police.
He won't. He's got four b&es
and a fear of going back to county.
Look, if we're going to work together, you got to trust me.
Why should I?
Because you lived your whole life in a suburban bubble.
I've seen the world for the shithole it really is.
You think I'm naive.
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to scare you.
You really think the world's that bad?
My dad gave me a bad attitude.
When I was growing up, he wanted me to be a diver.
Only one thing he never took into consideration,
I'm afraid of heights.
I remember one time
they made me go off the high dive.
Everyone was screaming for me to go,
and I just stood there petrified.
Tough cop, huh?
I got to go. I got to study.
Only two short blocks from central Avenue.
This fun-filled extravaganza
of rides and games will send you
and your family into a spin.
Carnival magic is in your neighborhood.
It's the final week of a month of fun,
so be sure and catch carnival magic.
It's brought thrills to boys and girls
up and down the west coast.
"Up and down the west coast."
Hmm.
Hey, you want the tilt-a wheel tonight?
- Hi. - On it!
Do you know where the main office is?
Right over there.
- Thanks. - Mm-hmm.
Hi.
I'm writing an article for my high school paper
on modern-day traveling carnivals,
and I was wondering...
Could you tell me what cities you've been to in the past year?
Yes.
No.
I'll do your dishes for a month.
Yeah, last time, I think I got
about 50 hours community service.
Uh-uh.
John!
All right. 100 bucks.
I can't get 100 bucks.
It's easy. You just take it from mom's stash,
replace it with money from your savings.
I'm not going to steal from mom.
Okay.
Yeah?
Okay.
You know, if mom snakes you doing this, you're dead meat.
Yeah, yeah, I know. Go. Do it.
These carnival employees,
I need to know what kinds of cars they drive.
No blue cars.
Cars seen near unsolved murder sites.
Okay.
Colt, tercel,
corolla, Malibu, karman ghia.
No. No. No.
No. No.
Colt. Corolla.
Tercel. Karmann ghia.
My God.
Earl parkins.
Hello.
We have a suspect.
Hi. I'm almost ready.
Come on in.
That's okay. I'll just wait out here.
Whatever.
The ring toss.
Come win, and play the ring toss.
- Let's go, dad. - Yeah.
Jesus. His hand is messed up.
Looks like it's deformed.
The only wild card is that blue Malibu
- suspected in Washington. - Hmm.
- Wonder why the cops didn't catch the pattern? - They weren't looking for it.
As far as they're concerned, these are separate murders.
The m.O.S are different.
They happened in different cities.
We've got a winner
on horse number three. Horse number three.
What about the carnival, though? It's an obvious link.
Maybe not all the victims went to the carnival.
I mean, why would the cops know about it
if there was nothing to lead them there?
The only reason i thought of it
was 'cause I heard the radio commercial
and remembered some of the west coast murders
in "true crimes'" unsolved file.
The victims were all teenage girls.
If he did it, I wonder why.
Maybe 'cause he's a freaking maniac.
Murder is a desperate cry for help,
someone reaching out.
If you can figure out why someone does something,
you can help them.
- Really? - Yeah.
Bang.
A woman's walking down a street.
A bullet hits her head.
Bang. A plane crashes into a Mountain,
300 people dead.
Bang. Baby gets leukemia,
dies at age three.
What's your point?
The world is chaotic.
Sometimes there are no reasons.
You're wrong.
You seriously think he wants to get caught?
Come on.
No way am I going up on that thing.
Oh, yeah. Afraid of heights.
Well, keep an eye on me.
I got to check something out, okay?
Hey. Hey.
Mary.
Going solo, huh?
Have a nice ride.
Where's he going?
Only one way to find out.
- Oh, my God. - Shh. Shh, shh, shh, shh.
He's going to kill her.
If anything happens, I'll break in.
Wait a second. Tell you what.
- Tell you what... - What?
I don't feel like anything.
Follow him. Follow him.
Get her plate number first.
Two...
You have fun today, Roxanne?
I did.
Maybe he's playing some kind
of waiting game, you know?
Piece of crap.
- What's your poison? - Huh?
Drink. I'm having a beer.
- You want a beer? - Yeah, sure.
Make yourself comfortable.
Have a seat.
Thanks.
Cheers.
Big drinker, huh?
Blue Malibu.
The blue Malibu.
Where the hell is the blue Malibu?
Well, let's take into consideration
the kid at the mini mart could be full of shit.
True.
All right, so here's the plan for tomorrow.
After class, I'll keep an eye on Earl.
You track down that girl.
Okay.
What's that?
Um...
They're just family photos.
- Family photos? - Yeah.
I've never seen anyone so nervous
- about family photos. - They're just...
Just what?
Oh...
when'd you take these?
When I followed you.
Come here.
There's fingerprints on 'em.
Did you look at them?
We can't do this. We can't do this.
Mary.
Mary!
You're just a kid.
I know I'm not pretty.
You're beautiful.
I don't want to scare you.
I'm not afraid.
She was out till 3:00 A.M.,
wouldn't tell me anything.
I'll take care of it.
Where the hell were you last night?
What?
Get your damn clothes on.
Yeah, go ahead and send him in.
Settle that stuff when we have...
you want to see what happens to little girls
when they stay out all night?
Ow.
Get a shot of the body.
Hands are cut off.
This guy is not gonna stop.
Do you understand?
What are you doing?
I've never seen mom so upset before.
Vicky! Vicky, are you dressed?
Mary.
Sherry tarnley.
No, just listen to me.
- I didn't lie. I... - You're lying.
You're lying to me.
No, I...
you're just like every damn one of them, aren't you?
Aren't you?
Ahh.
Unh!
All right, you take care of the...
Get down, Moore.
Moore, get the hell down.
Just settle down, buddy. Settle down.
What's going on?
You know the girl they found this morning?
Turns out she's been dead for at least a month.
She was covered in the same kind of trace dirt
that they found on the donlevy body.
So the neighbors, they I.D. This guy
they see hanging around... Melvin Moore.
Turns out he's got six prior sex offenses with minors,
was at the carnival,
and had in his possession a bloody hunting knife
that appears to have cut through flesh.
It's all over.
That's all, Kathleen.
- You can do it.
- You got it. Come on. - Yeah.
- Whoo!
You did it. Hooray!
Good girl.
It's weird.
Sometimes when I come in here...
I think she's still alive.
Margie!
My mom's not doing too well.
I'll be right back.
Earl.
What night of the week did Kathleen disappear?
A Friday.
Why?
March 25th. Friday.
April 29th, it's a Friday.
They're all Fridays.
They're all last Fridays of the month.
Oh, my God.
One day away.
Paper.
Paper. Paper.
I tried to call, but...
Jesus Christ. You scared the shit out of me.
- How'd you get in? - I picked the lock.
You picked the lock?
Um...
Guinn has a suspect.
Yeah, I know.
Turns out the guy was locked up
for three months around the time the girl was killed.
They released him an hour ago.
What about the knife?
Animal blood.
But while everyone was going ape-shit over this guy,
I logged into n.C.I.C. Guess what.
Our friend Earl parkins is a felon,
did hard time at the point of the Mountain.
What's wrong?
Nothing. I'm just tired.
Hey, you okay about last night?
Yeah. I got to go home.
I'm grounded.
glass cleaner. Everybody has bleach.
It's no big deal.
And then I found the car.
I can't believe you've been doing
exactly what I told you not to do.
All right.
I'll check the plates of the Malibu
to see if they're registered to Campbell.
But I want you to stop
this Nancy drew bullshit right now!
You think I'm imagining all this, don't you?
A cop has to be able to distinguish
between fact and fantasy.
What if I eliminate my other suspect
and prove my instincts are right?
I want you home. Now.
And Jesus said unto them,
"suffer the little children up to me."
- Excuse me. Is Sherry home? - She's at work.
Put your hands on the radio, and feel the power of...
have you traveled with him at all this year?
Driver number 17,
report to loading dock 12 for pickup.
Driver 17, report to 12.
Earl loves me.
If you remember anything about those Friday nights,
will you please call me?
Go away.
It's Mary giordano. I need to talk to you.
Is he screwing you too?
He's a suspect in a murder case.
I'm trying to establish his whereabouts.
You know the problem with little rich girls?
They stick their lily-white noses in
where they don't belong.
Look, in order to clear him,
I need an eyewitness alibi
for at least one of the Friday nights I gave you.
You want to tell me where he was, great.
If you don't, I'm going to get
the cops down here now and ask you
where you were the night of the murder.
Get out.
Please.
He's in trouble.
I'm trying to help him.
He has Friday nights off.
He went out of town the last Friday in march.
Where did he go?
His mother tried to kill herself
in some kind of institution in Phoenix.
Earl went down there to see her.
Do you know the name of the place?
Sunnybrook.
Like the farm.
Good evening. Sunnybrook.
Hi. I'm the daughter of a patient there, a Mrs. parkins.
My brother's missing, and I'm trying to locate him.
Can you tell me whether he visited her on march 29th?
I'm sorry. We do not keep detailed records.
All I can tell you is whether or not she had any visitors that day.
Well, could you please do that?
Let's see.
Mrs. may parkins.
All right, had one male visitor on the 29th.
He arrived at 7:00 P.M. and left at 9:00.
He came back the next day at noon.
Are you sure?
Absolutely. I recorded it myself.
What are you doing?
Baiting a trap.
Hi there. This is Tony.
I'm not here right now.
Leave a message at the beep,
and I'll call you back.
Hi. It's me.
Meet me at the mini mart at 9:00.
I need to talk to you.
Hi.
Look, we got to make this fast.
I got to get back to Earl the pearl.
Earl didn't do it.
What do you mean?
I thought you said you didn't have a car.
I don't.
Then why is there a blue Malibu parked in your garage?
What?
There's a blue Malibu parked in your garage.
It must be my landlord's.
Does that have anything to do with the bleach...
you killed her.
Shit. For a second, I thought...
Excuse me.
I have to go murder someone.
Tony: Mary.
Unh!
Mary, Mary.
- Row number three...
- Mary, you okay? - Will stand up.
It's just a dream.
- Just breathe slow.
Are you all right?
Take her out of the sun. Get her some water.
What the hell is going on?
You don't return my calls.
Please stay with me tonight.
It's the exchange dance.
Please.
Come with me.
That info on the Malibu plates came in.
Is there a girl with...
Blonde hair that lives here?
She's not here right now.
I need to talk to her.
Um...
Something's happening, and I...
I want you to watch your sister.
What's going on?
I don't know. I mean, some weird girl
stops by the house today, right,
totally freaks out my mom.
Who was it?
She had, like, this gigantic bruise over her arm.
It looked like somebody kicked the shit out of her.
What?
Some weird girl stopped by the house today.
It looked like she was on something, you know?
What did she say?
Nothing. She just said
she wanted to talk to you.
I'll be right back. I got to go see her.
You see?
She's acting like a total psycho.
Why didn't you answer your phone?
Damn it.
No way am I going up on that thing.
Oh, my God.
No!
Stop it!
Are you okay?
Mary.
I'm sorry I hit you.
I thought you were going to take us both down.
I'm not going to hurt you, Mary.
I was scared to death up there.
Why was today circled on your calendar?
I had my final exams this morning.
I passed. I'm a cop.
Overheard Earl and that woman Roxanne
talking about you.
I got worried.
I borrowed my landlord's car
to make sure you were okay.
Here.
You dropped these.
Come with me.
I don't want to leave you here.
Where are you going?
Sherry tarnley's been reported missing.
Hey, hey, what's going on?
We found the decomposed girl's jacket.
Forensics looked at a print off one of the buttons,
and they matched to a guy who works at the carnival.
Who?
An ex-con named Earl parkins.
Sherry.
Oh, my God.
- Shh, shh, shh.
Quiet. Quiet.
Hey, want me to bag the noose?
Nah. It's a slam-dunk suicide.
It's all my fault.
Why didn't you tell me about parkins?
Keep the tape up.
Get the lab here.
I want you in my office
at 8:00 A.M.
Yes, sir.
Looks like the guy left us a note.
We got to run this stuff back down.
These young women
will now step into the world...
And take with them an education
that will serve them well.
Girls, you've only just begun your journey.
May your lives be filled with love,
charity, hope, and happiness.
We're so proud of you.
Well, we wouldn't miss this for the world.
Not for the world.
Excuse me.
Party! Party!
Party! Party! Party!
Hi.
Congratulations.
Sherry came to me.
Chevy Malibu registered to Daniel Henry moffat.
Sir, we're going to order out for some Chinese.
Do you want some?
Jesus.
How many people did you interrogate today?
Parkins was in the joint for forgery.
He never hurt a flea.
Now all of a sudden, he confesses to six murders?
Yeah, well, the note contains details
only the killer could know.
The guy wasn't a whacko.
All his jail psych tests were normal.
He's a guy with no reason to kill.
Get this dusted for me.
I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. tarnley,
but I need to ask you one more question.
To your knowledge, did parkins have any female friends
other than your daughter?
Did Sherry ever mention anyone?
She mentioned an ex-wife a couple of times,
said she was real jealous. "Jealous," I said.
"Now, that's what you get for fornicating against the lord."
- You throw down his commandment... - Please.
This ex-wife, do you remember the woman's name?
Roxanne.
Roxanne something.
This is one-Stanley-seven.
I need to get an a.P.B. On the teletype right away.
Roxanne dicarlo...
Caucasian, 35,
may be dangerous.
Have a nice ride.
Earl loves me.
Looks like the guy left us a note.
Suicide.
The noose.
There's no way he could do this with one hand.
You like my photos?
Hmm?
I was working that night.
A person can get upset.
Hey, we got that print info back on the styrofoam cup.
What is it?
Jesus Christ.
Aren't you going to ask any questions?
Cops are supposed to ask questions.
Earl and I go way back.
I did him a favor once.
When he got out, he let me borrow his cars.
Nice guy.
Till he fell in love with Sherry.
Then he got the idea
the world was a beautiful place.
I had to teach him a lesson.
It was so easy to set it all up.
You know, I followed you that day,
from the station to the pool,
don't you, Mary?
I watched you at night,
looked through your window,
saw you touching my picture.
The moment I saw you,
marching around in that little uniform...
So sure of the world...
just knew I had to be your teacher too.
You planted the rabbit's foot at Kathleen's...
The prints that implicated parkins...
The suicide note.
It's time to open your graduation present.
Did she say where she was going?
- No. - Did she say anything?
After the graduation,
she kept asking me why this girl Sherry
would go to a recycling place alone
with someone who she knew was dangerous.
Kathleen?
She was the easiest one of all.
Hi.
I told her I was a police officer.
I needed her to check out
some illegal activity over at the mini mart.
Good. It's a good job, very serious job.
Apparently the clerk there
had been selling drugs to junior high school kids
who brought cleaning supplies to the counter.
Could she go in, purchase some,
see if he approached her?
She was such a good little citizen.
No. He didn't try to sell me anything.
Don't get up.
You don't want to get up.
Bang.
Hold it right there, Campbell.
Put your hands up slowly.
Well, if isn't papa cop...
Come to save little baby cop.
Shut up.
You know, after we had our little talk,
I got to wondering who the hell you were,
so I lifted your prints
off the coffee cup you left in my office.
Then I got a match from the f.B.I.
Daniel Henry moffat.
Roomed with Earl parkins
in the Utah state penitentiary.
Whose prints did you use
for your cadet exam, moffat?
The girl we found up on skyline?
Get on the floor.
Get on the floor!
Put your hands behind your back.
Ohh!
No!
Ohh!
Aah! Aah!
Why?
No reason, Mary.
That's the real world.
Ohh!
Oh, my God.
Mary.
Can you reach?
No.