Drifter: Henry Lee Lucas Page #5

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My arms started swinging

and my hands started clapping

My hips started shaking and

my fingers started snapping

Oh, Mummy

The party is in full

swing as you can see

Now everybody wants

to dance with me

And who am I to turn and flee

When a pretty young corpse

wants to boogie with me

Tappin' and slappin'

and clappin' and snappin'

Tappin' and slappin'

and clappin' and snappin'

When the ball was

over to clear my head

I headed for the dungeon

It felt more undead

I told them I was

tired and going to bed

They told me to stay and

dance with them instead

Tappin' and slappin'

and clappin' and clappin'

And snappin'

Dancing fool

[Reporter #2] And you didn't get caught.

See, being a criminal is easy.

You just gotta do the crime

when there's no police around.

Buried in

replacement skin, yeah

Travels well

Time to begin, yeah

Ah, she ain't your type.

Oh, but she sure is yours.

I'll let you have her first.

Yeah, I ain't too good with girls.

She ain't a girl.

She's just juicy white meat.

I'll handle it.

[Ottis] Hi.

Hi.

- Looking for a ride?

- Maybe.

How far you going?

Just drifting.

Me, too. Just drifting.

What you waitin' for? Get in.

- I'll take that. Don't worry about it.

- Thanks.

- Hi.

- Hi.

[engine starts]

- [Ottis] So what's your name?

- Jenny.

Jennifer? You know

what they say, don't you?

One in every three men

has screwed a Jennifer.

Don't know what it is about

girls with your name, sweetheart.

[laughing]

Where you headed to?

Galveston, maybe. Maybe somewhere else.

You sure say "maybe" a lot.

Maybe I do. Do you mind?

... Ah

You're a peppery one, ain't ya?

I take care of myself pretty good.

- [Ottis laughs]

- Aw, just leave her alone.

Oh!

Looks like Henry likes her.

I'm gonna have to pay

for this ride, huh?

What do you mean?

You know damn well what I mean.

Might just as well get it over with now.

Not afraid of nothin', are you?

I'm afraid of gettin' hurt.

So I figure it's better I

just give you what you want.

I've done it before.

Bet you have, sweetheart. Bet you have.

Hear that, Henry?

Let's give her what she thinks we want.

- Henry?

- Mm-hmm?

[Jenny] Jesus...

[Jenny grunting, whimpering]

[grunting, screaming]

[screaming]

[screaming]

[Ottis] F***!

[Jenny screams] No!

[car door closes]

[engine starts]

[Ottis] Well, if you wanted

her, why didn't you take her?

I ain't like that.

[Ottis] What, then?

I don't know. Just wasn't interested.

You know, watching and all.

It wasn't what I expected.

It was fine for me, though.

I like a woman on her period.

Like a little blood.

What's a little blood between friends?

[Ottis sighs] I don't get you, man.

What you need to be satisfied, boy?

I get you these pumps,

and you ain't right with it.

You still owe me, though.

- You wanna go again?

- No, not yet.

Well, I need to.

Please, not now.

Can't wait.

- Please, not now.

- I can't wait!

No, please, not now!

Let me rest a little.

- Well, you can't stop me!

- No! No! No!

Come on! Get her! Get her!

- Leave me alone! No!

- Come on! Kill her!

Choke her!

No! Let me go! No!

- [screaming]

- Go on! Choke her now!

- [screaming, gagging]

- Damn it, kill her!

Damn it, kill her!

[no audible dialogue]

I want her dead! I want her dead!

Is she dead? Is she dead?

- Come on!

- [gasping, gagging]

She dead? Come on! Kill her!

[no audible dialogue]

Come on. Get her feet.

[Ottis cackles]

You want one?

[whistling]

[dogs barking]

[grunts]

[whistling]

[panting]

[grunting]

Come on, baby. Comeon.

Come on. [grunts]

[Henry] Yeah. Oh, yeah.

Come on. You watchin' this?

Come on.

- [Ottis chuckles]

-I'm almost done now, okay?

Look at me . Look at me . [coughing]

You're a good ol' boy, Henry.

[Henry panting]

Good ol' boy.

[exhales] Yeah, man.

You want some of this now?

Uh-uh.

You're a sick bastard.

[laughing]

Come on. Let's bury this b*tch.

Ain't workin'?

- [Ottis chuckling]

- Hey, don't f*** with me.

Or should we just leave her here?

I don't give a f***.

What you wanna do?

Isn't that funny...

how dead people always

look like they sleepin'?

Ain't nothin' to it.

When you don't dream,

sleepin' and dea th ain't no different.

Sleep tight, baby. Sleep tight.

Thanks for the memories. [kisses]

[D.A. Farino] I don't wanna

talk about it, and I don't wanna discuss it.

Y'all just get outta my way.

Uh, excuse me, Mr. Farino.

Where you goin'?

I have some very important business

I need to discuss with the sheriff.

If you want to talk to the sheriff,

you need to make an appointment.

The hell I do. I'm the district

attorney of this county.

I have every right to be in

this police station. Step aside.

- What the hell's this?

- You tell me, Sheriff.

Looks like a bunch of receipts

and journal writings and, uh,

- check stubs and...

- That's right.

What's this?

All right.

These circles, they indicate

the locations of the crimes.

Now, the contrasting triangles

indicate Henry's actual

location during those crimes.

Now, on June 14, 1979,

Henry said that he was with

that girl in Oklahoma City.

He was working for a

roofing company in Florida

I got a cancelled

payroll check to prove it.

Don't prove nothin'.

Proves he didn't murder

that girl in Oklahoma City,

and if he lied about that,

he's probably lying

about all these other murders

that he so-called "confessed to."

Mr. Farino,

how do you know that

somebody else didn't, uh,

cash that payroll check

in Florida for Henry?

No disrespect, Sheriff,

but you got no right

to ask me questions.

Now, you don't have

one shred of evidence

that links him to that

girl in Oklahoma City.

We have his confession.

You're gonna go on the

confession of a social outcast

like Henry Lee Lucas?

Mr. Farino, it sounds like you

don't wanna solve these murders.

Of course I wanna solve these crimes.

But I like to put away real murderers.

I'm tired of going off on some wild-goose

chase on some self-described necrophiliac.

I've heard about enough

of you, Mr. Farino.

I'm just getting started.

I'm on to you.

You couldn't just go off

and solve these crimes.

No. You had to go out

and try and be famous.

Get this man outta here.

Don't you touch me.

I am the D.A., for God's sakes.

I will have you in court before dinner!

[door closes]

He ain't gonna give the Texas Rangers

a bad name, that's for damn sure.

I know what you're doing, Mr. Lucas.

I'm on you like a pig in mud.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Sheriff round here been

real good to you, ain't he?

It's good to be a cop.

Get to play detective.

Solve all your own murders.

No, sir. I'm just trying to

make up for what I've done.

Come on, Henry.

You claim to a murder in Louisiana when

you were still a prisoner in Virginia?

How'd you pull that off?

Soon enough protection

around here gonna be gone.

You're gonna be a prisoner

in with the big boys.

Soon enough, you're

gonna be on death row.

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