Boston Strangler: The Untold Story Page #6

In fact, everybody else

is downstairs celebrating.

They're shaking hands.

- Are they?

- Yeah.

So you coming downstairs

and celebrate?

Yeah, of course I am.

As a matter of fact, I'm gonna

come down and buy you a drink.

I'll be right down.

You got it, sir.

Michael, Sondra,

I want you to meet

a very good friend of mine.

This is Frank Asarian.

Frank, this is my brother Michael

and my sister-in-law Sondra.

My pleasure.

My pleasure.

Al, it's a family meeting.

No, it's all right.

Frank is my family in here.

Come on, let's sit down.

- So?

- I just don't get it.

I just don't know what to say.

There is nothing to say.

I made some mistakes.

Some mistakes?

You call killing innocent women mistakes?

Listen, Albert,

we just don't understand

how or when all this happened.

I mean, I know that you got your problems

with the broads and all,

but murder?

Look, you don't understand, okay?

There's a lot to the story

I ain't telling you, okay?

It's very complicated.

All I can say, though, is

I'm gonna make a whole lot

of money off of this deal.

And I'm already pretty famous, right?

You're not famous, Albert.

You're infamous.

It's different.

Sondra.

Look, I know we never seen eye to eye

on a few things, okay?

But any sort of fame

is all right by me, you know?

I just don't get it.

There's reward money.

Frank's gonna collect that.

There's gonna be television interviews.

There's gonna be book deals.

I even got a call about a movie.

Listen, they want to make

a friggin' movie about me.

And guess who's gonna play me.

- Tony friggin' Curtis.

- This is crazy.

You kill people,

and all you can think about

is being a movie star?

The way we're looking at it is that

I'm already gonna be in jail

for life for other crimes.

Why not make the best out of it?

And Frank's come up with

this really good plan for my incarceration.

Tell them, Frank. Go ahead.

Well, uh...

we decided with our lawyer,

Stuart Whitmore,

to go for an insanity plea.

Mr. Whitmore made a deal

with the attorney general

that nothing Albert says

about the Boston Strangler case

can be used against him.

I mean, they already got him

in the court of public opinion anyway.

So why bother trying him in court?

So they're gonna try him

for the Green Man offenses.

Al, what's going on here?

Is Asarian here

your legal representation, too?

He's a smart guy, okay?

So just let him speak, Mike, all right?

Come on. Go ahead, Frank.

As I was saying,

Mr. Whitmore's gonna suggest to the jury

that Albert's completely insane.

And instead of going to Walpole,

he's gonna go to a country club

run by the state.

It's brilliant.

It's friggin' brilliant.

Michael, I've had enough.

They're demented.

Why are you giving up so easy?

Let them prove you guilty.

This is an opportunity.

I got a chance here to make the name

Albert De Salvo mean something.

I mean, Ma worked her whole life

for us to mean something.

No, this ain't what she meant, Albert.

I'd rather just be a plumber

my whole life...

than to be in the mess

you're in right now.

I love you, Albert.

I'll visit you every week.

I promise.

Maybe next time we can

just play some cards

or something like the old days.

Yeah.

Yeah, sure, Mike.

Just like the good old days, huh?

Don't worry, Al.

You're making the right decision.

He ain't in your predicament.

He don't know.

He's a plumber.

Yeah, you're right, Frank.

He doesn't know my predicament.

No.

She mapped it all out.

Look at all the details she got here.

You'd think she committed the murders.

Now, listen to this.

There was a pack of cigarettes

sitting on the ground

underneath a pink chair

with flowers on it.

Mmm. Yeah, see.

This is the kind of information we need.

We need to know the murders

in more detail than anyone else.

Exactly.

Look, right here it says,

"Ida Irga was wearing a blue robe

with flowers sewn on it. "

Not pictures,

but actual knitting.

That's what I'm talking about.

What are you doing?

I gotta look at it.

I gotta see it.

I gotta let the pictures sink in.

What the f*** are you talking about?

What?

I've got a, you know, photogenic memory.

You've got a photographic memory,

you moron?

What, are you serious?

Why didn't you tell me?

What? I thought everyone had one.

What are you talking about?

This is like a gift from God.

Do you know what that means?

No.

Just look at that one,

look at that one.

I'm looking, I'm looking.

Oh, my God.

They're gonna...

You're gonna know better

than the murderer.

Well, look, right here,

you see these pictures right here?

Just look at it, just look at it.

- All right.

- Okay, okay?

I got... Oh, my God.

- You got it?

- I got it.

Perfect. Look at that.

Okay.

Next, next.

We're gonna... That fast?

- Come on.

- Here you go.

- Okay.

- Jesus Christ.

So, you're Albert De Salvo.

Certainly is a pleasure

to meet someone so famous.

The most famous person

I ever met was Miss Ohio of 1957.

Uh...

I didn't agree to no lie detector test.

Relax, Albert, it's a tape recorder.

For the record,

we're going to record your confession.

I ain't afraid of no lie detector,

I'm just saying we never agreed on that.

Don't worry about it, Albert.

We all have secrets.

We're only interested in the ones

you're confessing to.

Ready?

Sure.

Mr. De Salvo...

No, please, call me Al.

Let's get this thing started off

on the right foot, eh?

I couldn't agree more.

Albert,

when was the first time

you met Anna Slesers?

Well, I wouldn't say

I actually met her.

- She was just a pretty girl that...

- Pretty girl?

But Anna Slesers was 55 years old.

Yeah, yeah. Anna Slesers.

But she was a real looker for 55.

See, I was, uh...

I was hiding in the closet, right?

And I watched her walk inside.

Usually, I'm hiding in

the bedroom or something,

but this time I was hiding

in the foyer closet.

And, uh, she was, uh,

she was holding a bag from Gimbels.

Oh, well, that's strange.

Because I'm sure that

it was a bag of groceries.

Yeah, that's right,

it was a bag of groceries.

Uh, you know, there's meat,

milk, the normal stuff.

James, are you home?

So after she finished putting

the food and stuff away,

I stayed in the closet.

You do remember that you

killed her in the bedroom.

You're talking about

Anna Slesers, right?

Yes.

Right. Yeah.

So she walked into the bedroom

and I followed her, very quietly.

Sh-sh-she didn't know I was there.

James?

Ahh!

Ahh, ahh!

Stop! Help! Help me!

Help me! Ah!

Ahh! Help!

Help! Someone help me!

Ah, God! Help!

Ah! Oh!

Oh, God!

Help me! Stop!

So when did you use the stocking

to strangle her?

Where'd you get it?

See...

See, now you're trying

to trick me, Mr. Addison.

I remember this one very clearly.

So I took the tie to the robe,

I wrapped it around her neck.

And I'm pulling on it,

and I'm pulling on it.

She's fighting me

and fighting me, right?

I mean, she even scratched me

with her nails.

It was terrible.

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