Dating Game Killer Page #2
- Year:
- 2017
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they're giving away tickets
to knott's Berry farm.
-Really? that's very awesome.
-Far out.
Woman:
Becky?Becky! who's this?
Um, he's taking
our picture.
-You girls should know better.
-Please don't tell our moms.
We're sorry, joanne.
-What time is it?
-Oh, you know, after 3:00.
Oh, gosh. I gotta go.
It's my first day on the job.
-Okay.
-oh, wanna take my bike?
Uh, no, I'm okay. Thanks.
No, you don't wanna be late.
Take the bike.
Okay. cool. Far out.
Come quick! Get on!
Don't worry! Just go!
Hey, thanks.
-Bye!
-bye!
Hello?
Oh, hi. How's my girl?
What do you mean?
Wait, she's not there?
I don't understand.
No. she's fine.
She was very excited.
I can't imagine she'd miss it.
Okay. well, um...
I'll call Becky
and -- and I'll ask my boys.
But this really isn't
like Tammy.
Okay, thank you.
I'll keep you posted.
Bye-bye.
I gotta go
we got a story that'll
save the day
evacuation style,
evacuation style
my heart's been boiling
and I can feel the sun
more than you, I gotta move
far away
far away
far away
Carol:
but I'm telling you,she's not a runaway.
But -- but Tammy wouldn't
do that.
If she could, she'd call!
-Yeah.
-officer, hi.
Tammy is
a responsible young lady,
and now she's missing.
[ Panting ]
she's not at the park.
But Tim is still out
looking for her.
Michael! turn off the TV!
God, I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry, sweetie.
Okay?
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Mommy is just really
upset right now.
You can go watch TV
in the other room, okay?
I hate to bring this up again,
but there was something creepy
about that guy taking
the girls' pictures.
Oh, god.
As soon as I came over,
he took off.
-Becky!
You and Tammy know better than
to talk to strangers.
Oh, for god's sake.
[ Crying ] it's gonna be dark.
It's gonna be dark.
It's gonna be dark.
[ Wind whistling ]
[ Door opens ]
[ Door closes ]
-la cocina.
Hola, mam.
How did the job interview go
at knott's Berry farm?
It was fine. They love me.
It was great.
But there are no openings.
But they said
they would call me
as soon as something
pops up.
Rodrigo, did you spill
something on your shirt?
-Let me see.
-It's nada, mam.
I can take care of myself.
[ Crunching, coyotes howling
and growling ]
Oh! please.
[ Speaks indistinctly ]
Please. [ sobs ]
No. his nose wasn't
that big.
It was sorta normal.
But his hair,
it was a lot longer.
We sent Tammy's picture
in a press bulletin
to all the local papers
and TV stations.
Um, might be smart
to have flyers made,
you can post around the area.
-I can help with that.
So she's officially a mi--
[ Indistinct conversations,
telephone ringing ]
Ma'am, you should know
that the media may contact you
about some similarities between
your daughter's disappearance
and some recent child
abduction murders up north.
Now, at this point,
we don't see any connection.
But we want to prepare you
for any...Media speculation.
That's him!
Joanne, come here. Look.
Joanne:
that's him.[ Wind gusting ]
[ Wind whistling ]
Lange:
let's meet our firstthree eligible bachelors.
Bachelor number one is
a much in demand
professional photographer.
So at the age of 13,
he snuck into the dark room
and started developing.
Shauna:
number one,what is the best time
for a first date,
day or night?
Rodney:
nighttime, of course.
It's the best time
for anything.
And why is that, number one?
Well, choose me, shauna,
and you'll find out.
[ Laughter ]
I'll be damned.
Ted!
Come here.
Look at this.
-Bachelor number...
-"The dating game."
You are not gonna
believe this,
this guy's got a history
Oh, hey, little girl.
...and the son of a b*tch
is a match
for a composite
Let's say you're
a healthy snack...
This sicko has got a record
dating back 10 years.
How does a monster like this
get out of his cage?
Looking for detective Ryan.
James hamell.
Call me Jim.
Man, you made it down
from Hollywood
in record time, detective.
Once you said Rodney alcala,
i blared that siren all the way.
Ten years of tracking
that prick.
How did you connect him
to your missing child?
You know, I put together
a photographic lineup
for the witnesses
who saw a long-haired man
and a friend at the beach.
Everyone points
to the photo of alcala.
You know, if this turns out
to be alcala,
there's no happy ending.
We've popped this scumbag
so many times,
but he keeps getting
back out.
He knows how to work
the system.
[ Laughs ]
and now he's on TV.
-Unbelievable.
-yeah.
"Dating game" no less.
Yeah, recruiting lambs
for the wolf.
Only in America.
Look, I really appreciate
your help on this, detective.
The clock's ticking
on our missing girl.
Anything besides
the beach I.D.?
Not really.
I want to bring him in.
But since you know alcala
better than anyone,
I thought I'd talk
to you first.
Yeah. you don't want
to spook this guy.
After he attacked
Rosie Hoffman,
he slipped through the cracks,
disappeared for 3 years.
-That was in '68, right?
-Yeah. I was a beat cop then.
I jumped on his trail
as soon as I made detective.
Where'd you finally
bust him?
You'll never guess.
Rodney and campers: with
the moon shining all around
Hamell:
alcala fled to New York,
enrolling at N.Y.U.
Under the alias of John burger.
That summer in New Hampshire,
he became a counselor
at a camp for girls.
Until the moon grooves in
he said you better kiss me
or get out and swim
Mungo Jerry:
if her daddy isrich, take her out for a meal
-Girl:
that was so good.-Girl:
Yeah. It's been so hot.-I agree.
-It's been really hot lately.
The whole summer!
When the sun goes down
-Smile.
- you can make it
make it good
and really fine
Gotcha.
Hey, why aren't you two campers
in my photography class?
Oh, we have swim lessons
this period.
We're getting our
lifeguard certifications.
You are? That's great.
Good for you.
Hey, listen.
Practice your mouth-to-mouth
resuscitation really hard
because someday you might
have to save my life.
-Oh. gag.
-Gross.
-It's not that ew.
-Yeah.
-It's pretty ew.
-It is.
Come on. Let's take a picture.
Take a picture with me.
Ready? one, two, three.
Yeah. [ laughs ]
A souvenir, my pretties.
Um...
And don't forget to take
my class next session.
-Okay?
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