Dear Mr. Gacy Page #2

Cool.

Does he write his letters in blood?

Frank, are you hearing any of this?

Come on, Valerie,

what's the point?

Let him write the letter.

Probably won't even write back.

- I don't care. The answer is no.

- Valerie...

- No, I'm telling you...

- Dear Mr. Gacy,

my name is Jason Moss

and I'm an 18-year-old college student.

I'm writing because I thought you might

get bored or lonely where you are

and might want someone

to correspond with.

I've been seeing you on TV a lot lately

and I wanted

to talk to you directly

as I'm sure most of what the media

says about you is a lie.

At the moment I live at home

with my family.

And if they found out I was writing

to you, they'd probably kill me.

But my mom is pretty much against

everything I do anyways,

so what's the difference?

I have to admit that

I'm really not much of a student.

I barely graduated from high school,

so it's a miracle I even got into college.

But I'm just gonna go

for a year or so to appease my parents

and then when I can get

enough money together

I'll move out.

I can't wait.

At this point, I don't really know what

else to say until you write me back.

If you should need anything like paper

or supplies, just let me know.

I'd be happy to help.

I'm sure there are

many others who write you,

but I hope you take the time

to write me back.

You'll see that

I'm a pretty nice guy.

I look forward

to hearing from you soon.

Your friend, Jason Moss.

Look, Sam, I need to know how long

this habeas corpus review is gonna be.

I mean on average...

how long does it take?

I know that, Sam.

I'm just trying to figure out

how much time it's gonna buy me,

you know?

I know you're working hard.

I know that.

Listen to me, buddy,

you've got to know

that I'm counting on you here, pal.

All right, all right.

All right, keep me posted.

If you hear anything, get back to me.

Good news?

He's an attorney;

there's never any good news.

But no worries.

You know me, Stan.

I got friends in high places

pulling strings for me.

I'm sure it'll all work out then.

Yeah, it's no problem, buddy.

...and his motive unclear.

In the summer of 1985,

Southern California was held hostage

by a rabid creature of the night,

a phantom killer who cloaked

himself in darkness

and soon became known as...

What the f***?

Look at this.

- What is this?

- It's a questionnaire.

Where'd you get it?

It's from John Wayne Gacy.

The serial killer?

Yeah.

I told you, I'm writing him

for my criminology paper.

No you didn't.

I didn't? Really?

Look, you know, I probably

didn't think it was a big deal

because I never thought

he'd write me back, but...

"What's your relationship

like with your parents?

Do you have a girlfriend?

How often do you masturbate?"

That's disgusting.

Why are you writing to this guy?

I just told you...

it's for my paper.

You couldn't think of anything else

to do your paper on?

No, this is what's intriguing to me.

You're not really gonna tell him

about yourself, right?

No no.

That wouldn't be

the best approach, would it?

So I see Victor Leon Carsenos

is back on your most-wanted list.

Didn't you guys arrest him in '92

for felonious homicide?

Yep, but he got off

on a technicality.

So what's the urgency, Mr. Ross?

Uh, it's... it's this, sir.

And it's "Moss."

- A questionnaire?

- From John Wayne Gacy.

Okay.

I wrote him for my criminology term paper

and he sent me that back,

so I was hoping the FBI would be able to

give me some more information on him.

Well, unfortunately you're barking

up the wrong tree, son.

We don't have any information here

on John Gacy.

If we did have anything, it'd probably

be at the Chicago bureau.

Really? 'Cause, well,

he lived here in '62.

He worked part time

as a janitor at a funeral parlor.

And then shortly after that,

he was convicted of child molestation

for which he served only 18 months

of a 10-year sentence.

Mmm.

Well, you know

so much about him,

what do you need me for?

Well, I was hoping you could tell me

something I didn't already know.

Look, son, like I told you before,

we don't have anything here

on John Gacy.

And the only thing I heard about him

was about some kid

that claimed he had

an encounter with Gacy.

But that was all over

the news when he moved here,

so I'm sure you already

know about that.

An encounter?

Like what do you mean...

he survived an attack?

Who was it?

I don't remember the kid's name.

Have you guys ever tried writing him

from a potential victim's perspective?

All psychological profiling's

done out of Quantico,

so you'd have to talk to them.

Yeah? Okay, do you have someone

I can contact there?

Listen, kid, you're what... 18?

Go get laid.

Find a party, have fun.

Don't get caught up in

all this sh*t

'cause it's only gonna

lead to trouble.

Write your term paper

about legalizing marijuana

and go be a teenager,

for Christ's sake.

Okay. Well, thank you.

So tell me about

your relationship with your father.

I could never get along

with my dad.

I mean, he was always

just too overbearing.

I was always dumb and stupid.

I would never amount to anything.

So I said to hell with it.

I remember one time I was

rasslin' around with some older kids

and I passed out.

So I was always more or less

a sickly kid, you know.

And I guess that embarrassed him.

Okay, so you continue to deny

the murder of those 33 young boys,

but how do you explain the bodies

found beneath your house?

The state wants you

to believe this fantasy theory, right,

that the motive was sex

and that they were all killed so that

they couldn't tell anyone what they saw.

That's ridiculous.

It doesn't hold water.

The facts don't match the fantasy.

Which raises the question

who John Gacy really is...

the 34th victim.

Are you a homosexual?

I would definitely not

be homosexual.

Now I have nothing against

the things that they do

and I openly admit

that I've engaged in sex with males.

But I would be bisexual.

I mean the idea that

I'm some crazed homosexual killer

strolling around the streets

stalking and murdering

young altar boys is ludicrous.

Hell, if you could have

seen my schedule,

you'd know damn well

I was never out there.

I would definitely not

be homosexual.

Now I have nothing against

the things that they do

and I openly admit

that I've engaged in sex with males.

But I would be bisexual.

What are you doing?

What does it look like?

Since when does

Jason lift weights?

Since now, okay?

Hey hey, go get your camera.

I need you to take

some pictures for me.

Of what?

Come on, let's go.

- This is ridiculous.

- Would you just hurry up, please,

before Mom comes home?

Why are you trying to look sexy?

Because, buddy,

Gacy's a homo

so I need to look like a homo,

do you get that?

- Come on.

- This is so disgusting.

Just take the picture.

Oh, wait wait wait.

How are my abs? Are they good?

I'm not gonna look at your abs.

Alex, could you just

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