Psychopaths

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HENRY:

I ain't never done nothing,

that nobody didn't

expect would happen

in some way or another,

you know what I mean?

DJ [OVER RADIO]:

If you're just tuning in,

Henry Earl Starkweather

is dead.

Henry Starkweather

ain't some oddity.

He ain't some

once in a lifetime

notorious-type figure,

you got it?

He's a vessel.

And if it weren't me,

it'd be somebody else.

It is somebody else.

It's a lot of somebody else's.

I've done bad things,

but I'm just one man,

among many.

[MAN SPEAKING

FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

I saw it in my own children.

Oh, it scared me, brother.

Scared me more than anything

scared me in my life.

That's why I tried

to burn them.

I tried to burn them alive.

[SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

You want answers from me?

[LAUGHS]

You ain't going to get none.

'Cause you're asking

the wrong questions.

Put a big f***ing question mark

on your film.

There ain't no why to evil.

Evil's a straight

and simple "just because."

Throw that switch,

you Hoosier bastard!

[LAUGHS]

And the evil inside me

ain't goin' nowhere.

You kill my body.

Go ahead,

but you ain't

going to kill my spirit.

I could've killed a dozen men

while you're sitting there

with your dick in your hand.

Lead me to the f***ing chair,

my children inherit the Earth.

I'll see y'all real soon.

[CACKLES]

I'm ready!

[MAN CONTINUES SPEAKING

FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

MAN:

Amen.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[]

[ELECTRICITY CRACKLES]

NARRATOR:

They executed

Henry Starkweather

beneath the full moon.

And that's when

the nightmare began.

[EERIE, DISTANT LAUGHTER]

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[DIRT CRUNCHING]

[COUGHS]

[GASPS]

[WEAKLY]

No.

N-No.

No.

[GUN CLICKS]

No--

[GUN SHOOTING]

[LIGHTNING CRACKLES]

[]

[CAN THUDS]

[EERIE BREATHS]

["THE FUNDAMENTALS"

BY ARTHUR AHBEZ PLAYING]

[FLAMES ROAR]

Journey to the center

Of my mind

And you'll find

Journey to the center

Of my mind

And you'll find

Journey to the center

Of my mind

And you'll find

Nothin'

Oh, nothin'

Journey to the center

Of my soul

And you'll know

Journey to the center

Of my soul

And you'll know

Journey to the center

Of my soul

And you'll know

Nothin'

No, nothin'

[]

[DISTORTED LAUGHTER]

NARRATOR:

In the minutes before

they pulled the switch on him,

American Monster,

Henry Earl Starkweather

promised a reign

of violence and terror.

In the minutes after

the medical examiner

declared him dead, well,

violence and terror

swept through the city

like a hurricane wind.

["THE BEAST KEEPS COOL"

BY JAYLE JAYLE PLAYING]

[WOMAN SCREAMING]

[SCREAMING]

No!

No!

Get the f*** away from me!

No!

Let go of me!

[PHONE RINGS]

And you assume

That the rain would come

And you assume

That the streets will flood

[SHUSHES]

We'll build a raft

And take it into town

[MUFFLED GASPING]

You're dragging your feet

Like the devil is done

[MUFFLED GASPS STOP]

[PANTING SOFTLY]

And he said

And he said

Oh, baby

Let's climb

The top of this mountain

[GRUNTS SOFTLY]

[HAIR RIPS]

"Don't you look"

"Good today"

And he said

MAN [YELLING]:

Management! Coming in!

[DOOR OPENS]

Get on the ground, motherfu--

[GRUNTS]

No!

[YELLING]

Just a slippery tongue

And the voice of an angel

[GROANING LOUDLY]

Ugh! No! No--

MAN:

No, no!

[SNORTS, SPITS]

NARRATOR:

Everybody kept calling it

a night of chaos.

By dawn, nobody knew

what to make

of the events

that transpired.

Chaos, they called it.

Chaos, that's a

funny word, ain't it?

[TIRES SQUEAL]

[]

DJ [OVER RADIO]:

Ladies and Gentlemen,

there is a killer

on the loose.

Lock your doors.

Lock your windows.

If you have the ability

to provide

additional security devices,

please do so.

A massacre has been

reported at Pink motel.

At least two victims.

And police are certain that

this is the doings of the

diabolical Serial Strangler,

who preys on women,

young and old.

He sneaks through windows,

and with his bare hands,

strangled and killed.

They called him

the Moonlight Strangler.

And he has only one desire,

the desire to kill.

[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

[]

[METAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[TAPE DECK CLICKS]

[MUSIC STOPS]

[TIRES SQUEAL]

[]

[CLEARS THROAT]

Excuse me, miss?

[WHISTLES]

Cuckoo?

[BRAKES SQUEAL]

WOMAN:

Are you talking to me?

[SIREN WAILING DISTANTLY]

Well, there's nobody else

around here.

WOMAN:

Well, you never know.

Where are you walking?

WOMAN:

Where I'm walking.

It's a dangerous terrain

for a flower like you.

You want a lift?

WOMAN:

How do I know

you're not a bad guy?

MAN:

Come on now.

Do I look like

a bad guy to you?

[DOOR CLOSES]

[ENGINE STARTS]

[SIRENS BLARING DISTANTLY]

[GROWLS]

WOMAN:

Easy, tiger.

Okay. Hey.

Hey.

[SHUSHES]

Hey.

[GRUNTS]

[MUFFLED GROANS]

Easy now.

[SHUSHES]

Slow down.

Sh-sh-shhh.

[GRUNTS]

It's gonna be okay.

[GRUNTS]

It's gonna be okay.

[LAUGHS]

[MAN GAGS]

[LIQUID SQUIRTS]

[GRUNTS]

[PANTING]

[]

NARRATOR:

Hindsight's got a funny way

of making coincidence

seem like prophecy, don't it?

When all was said

and done, though,

it was Starkweather, laughing

last from beyond the grave.

'Cause whether folks

cared to admit it or not,

his words did come

to pass that night.

When he said that chaos

would ensue, it did.

When he said that evil

inside him

would disperse

out into the world

and take control

of other vessels,

well, what he didn't say?

How many of them there were.

What he also didn't say

was where and when

they'd appear next.

[AUDIENCE CLAPS, CHEERS]

Let me call you sweetheart

I'm in love with you

Let me hear you whisper

That you love me too

[AUDIENCE APPLAUSES]

Keep the love light glowing

In your eyes so true

Let me call you sweetheart

I'm in love

With you

Let me call you sweetheart

I'm in love with you

Let me hear you whisper

That you love me too

Oooh

Keep the love light glowing

In your eyes so true

Let me call you sweetheart

I'm in love

With you

[AUDIENCE CHEERING, APPLAUDING]

[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

[CARS RUSHING, TRAFFIC NOISES]

[CAR HORN BLARES]

[CAR CRASHES]

[CAR HORN BLARING]

[MAN YELLING]

[CAR HORNS HONKING]

[SIRENS WAILING]

[INDISTINCT YELLING]

[FOOTSTEPS RUSTLING]

MAN:

Alice!

[WOMAN PANTING]

[MEN YELLING INDISTINCTLY]

INMATE:

God damn it,

die, motherf***er.

MAN:

Alice!

INMATE:

I'll f***ing do it!

MAN:

Alice. Alice!

[ALARM RECEDING]

[AUDIENCE CLAPS]

MAN:

Alice!

Alice.

[]

[SIRENS BLARE DISTANTLY]

[WOMAN HUMMING SOFTLY]

[FOOTSTEPS CRUNCHING]

[WOMAN HUMMING

"LET ME CALL YOU SWEETHEART"]

[DOG BARKS DISTANTLY]

[DOOR SQUEAKS]

[HUMMING CONTINUES]

[CLICKS]

[DOOR SQUEAKS OPEN]

[BRAKES SQUEAL]

GEORGE:

Brenda.

Don't.

Brenda.

BRENDA:

Just leave it.

[AUDIENCE CLAPS]

[SPOTLIGHTS TURN ON]

[MEN CHANTING]

["HATE" BY BENTWIND PLAYING]

How could I ever

See tomorrow...

Hey, you want a drink?

BRENDA:

Oh, don't worry about it.

NARRATOR:

It's worth it to note,

I suppose,

that George and Brenda

Kellerman of 42 Sirk Lane

weren't evil people.

Not by this story's standards,

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