Dear Mr. Gacy Page #6

in six f***ing days.

My f***ing piece-of-sh*t lawyer

said it would never happen.

John, John, slow down.

I can't understand you.

- No, wait, Alyssa, don't leave.

- Forget it, you made your choice.

Jason, are you listening to me?

They're gonna kill me in six days!

Okay, John, slow down. Alyssa!

- Who the f*** is Alyssa?

- Jason, forget it! I'm done, okay?

I thought you said

you didn't have a girlfriend.

- It doesn't matter, John.

- I thought you were my friend.

I thought I could trust you.

Wait wait,

what are you saying, John?

You p*ssy-whipped

little cocksucking piece of sh*t!

John?

F***!

F***!

The room is nice. I like it.

I always close the curtains too.

So?

On the bed.

How original.

Take off your stockings.

How do you want it?

Lie down on the bed...

on your stomach.

On your stomach.

- What are you doing?

- Just stop talking.

I'm not comfortable with this.

- Just stay still.

- Motherf***er, let me go!

- Shut up, shut up.

- Stop it!

Someone... no! No!

- What are you f***ing doing, huh?

- Stop!

What are you doing?

Just shut up.

Shut up. Shut up.

Shut the f*** up!

Shut up.

Jason, there's a lot I want

to get off my chest before I die,

and you're the only one I can trust.

Yeah?

Like what, John?

I can't tell you over the phone.

I need to see you in person.

I'll even let you see

my top-secret files.

And don't worry,

I'll pay for the whole trip.

It'll be fun.

It's perfectly safe too.

I mean, there's cameras and guards.

I can even have

the warden call you if you want.

- The warden?

- Yeah, he can tell you how safe it is.

I already spoke to him. He said that

he would be pleased to talk to you.

Would you like me

to have him give you a call?

Sure.

Great.

I look so forward

to meeting you, Jason.

Hello?

Open up, please!

I need to talk to you.

Look, Gacy is gonna be executed, Glen.

I need to talk to you.

He wants me to come visit him.

Aw, f***.

I'm sorry to keep bothering you.

I know how hard this must be.

I need to figure out

who I'm really dealing with here.

And nobody knows that

better than you do.

So you're gonna go see him?

I don't know.

That's why I came here.

You can't go there.

Why?

Tell me what happened.

You want another Scotch?

- Yeah.

- Bottoms up.

Boo.

What are you doing?

Just clowning around, buddy.

I'm just clowning around. Oh.

You would be surprised all the tricks

you can do when you're a clown.

You want to see a magic trick?

Here you go.

Huh? Go ahead.

Put 'em on.

Make sure they're nice and tight.

- Yeah.

- Ready?

Huh?

It's your turn now.

Go on, put 'em on.

- Go on.

- What's the trick with these things?

The trick is to have the key.

I've got something real special

for you now.

I told you to shut your mouth,

you pathetic little cocksucker!

No. No.

Hey hey, relax.

You're really gonna enjoy this.

No! Let me out of here.

Let me out!

I got this specially

picked out for you.

Ah ah ah!

- Come on, step that fat ass up.

- Ah! Please.

Please let me go.

Please.

I jumped from the car.

And I broke

seven bones in my body

and I didn't feel a thing.

I hope that this helps you

make the right decision.

Hello, Mr. Moss, this is Warden Michaels

from the Menard Correctional Center.

I understand you have

some questions for me.

Yeah yeah, I was thinking

about visiting John Gacy

and I just wanted to find out

how safe it would be.

Well, Mr. Moss, there are a lot of

safety precautions here at Menard.

Well, is he going to be

in the same room as me?

No, you would be in two different

rooms with a glass partition between you.

Mr. Gacy will have his arms

and legs shackled

and there's a... there's a camera

in the room where the visitor is seated

that is monitored at all times.

And what about the guards?

Well, there'll be a number of guards

and you'll be under constant surveillance.

If there are any problems,

a guard will be right there.

There hasn't been an incident

here at Menard in many years.

Security is just too tight.

You trust me...

you'll be completely safe.

- Jacket too?

- Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Step through, please.

Arms up and out to the side.

Follow me.

He's all yours.

Sign here, here and here.

- What is this?

- A release form.

For what?

It says we're not responsible.

Excuse me?

In the unlikely event hostages are

taken inside the prison,

we won't negotiate for your release.

So what you're saying is

that if someone were to take me hostage,

you'd let them kill me

before you did anything to save me?

Exactly. Sign there, please.

- Have a nice day.

- Mr. Moss?

Officer Thompson.

Nice to meet you.

Mr. Gacy is very excited

to see you today.

That's good.

Right this way.

Go ahead.

Jason, oh my God.

It's so nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you too.

Look at you...

you look great.

Hey, Stan, would you mind taking

a picture of Jason and I?

- Yeah. Sure, John.

- A little something for posterity.

Something to remember me by.

Excuse me, guard?

- Where are you going?

- Have fun, boys.

Whoa whoa, hey hey hey!

What are you doing?

Where are you gonna be

if I need you?

Jason, come on, relax.

Everything's okay.

Please make yourself at home.

Sit down.

I mean, seriously, sit.

It's all right.

Hey, can I have

the guys bring you a pop

or a chocolate milk

or something like that?

- No. No, I'm good.

- You sure?

Yeah.

God.

This is perfect.

I can't believe you're here.

I mean, look at you.

Thank you for coming.

You know? Seriously, bud.

Yeah, no problem, John.

You know, I just wanted

to be here for you.

I appreciate that, you know?

So tell me about yourself.

Hey, you're not out there

hustling anymore, are you?

- No no no, not too much anymore.

- Mmm.

So how's the girlfriend?

Alyssa, right?

Yeah yeah, she's good.

She's still there.

Yeah?

Giving her the old hard one?

What's all this stuff?

Oh, this is everything I promised you.

Here, check this out.

Got everything...

newspaper clippings,

notes from my trial;

I got letters from "Inside Edition,"

channel 7,

all wanting interviews with me.

Look at all these letters.

I get thousands of them, you know?

I get 'em from all kinds of people...

movie stars,

rock stars, porn stars,

politicians, women.

You know?

Here, check this one out.

See this trailer-park b*tch?

She's got two sons

incarcerated right now.

She says she wants

to have my baby.

Can you imagine?

Why would I ever want

to get mixed up with trash like this?

Wait, it gets better. Here.

This is her sister.

They've offered to give me

the classic mnage trois.

Can you imagine? Between the three of us,

all this blubber moving around?

You look good.

Really.

This food's not so bad.

The fellas treat me pretty good

around here. Isn't that right, Stan?

You got it, boss.

Jason?

I ordered this dessert especially for you.

It's my favorite...

strawberry shortcake.

I'm full, John.

Thanks though.

So John, you know how at your trial,

you said that you didn't kill

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