Serial Mom Page #4

good psychiatric help.

Well, look at that!

And in the house of God!

Gus, Sloppy, hi.

- Hey, what's up, Birdie?

- We said no, remember?

Please, you can't talk to him.

Stay with us, son.

She's awful!

She can't stay here!

Good morning, ladies.

So, tell me, Mrs. Sutphin,

are you "Serial Mom"?

- What?

- No comment!

"Serial Mom"?

She's headed in. Over.

Please stand.

Blessed be God,

Father, Son and Holy Spirit.

And blessed be His kingdom...

now and forever, amen.

Alleluia!

Christ is risen.

The Lord is risen indeed.

Bless the Lord,

who forgiveth all our sins.

This is Captain Lueker

from homicide.

Lab reports confirm Sutphin

latent print of index finger...

on "True Crime" books matches

those lifted from murder weapon.

Bingo, boys!

Bust the b*tch!

Copy.

Jesus said nothing

to condemn capital punishment...

as He hung on the cross...

did He?

If ever there was a time

to go on record...

against the death penalty,

wasn't it that night?

Capital punishment

is already the law...

in the state of Maryland.

So what are we waiting for...

fellow Christians?

Let's just do it.

- How ya doin'?

- All standing.

Let us pray

and humbly confess our sins...

unto Almighty God.

Most merciful God...

we confess that we have sinned...

against Thee

by what we have done...

and by what we have left undone.

We are truly sorry...

and we humbly repent...

so that we may delight

in Thy will...

and walk in Thy ways

to the glory of Thy name.

There she is!

- Scotty's car. Come on!

- Mrs. Sutphin, hurry!

We'll show 'em, Mom.

We'll go on "60 Minutes. "

You're bigger than Freddy

and Jason now...

only you're a real person!

Do you think I need a lawyer?

You need an agent!

- Is your wife a murderess?

- No comment!

Please, my wife is missing.

I'm worried sick about her.

Just a couple of shots, okay?

I'm Howell Hawkins

from the "Baltimore Sun. "

Misty Sutphin,

get in this car!

We're tailing Sutphin

husband and daughter...

but "Serial Mom"

is nowhere in sight.

She got away, boys.

Goddamn it, find her!

- In here, Mom.

- But Chip!

Come on, Mom,

I have to open.

Now, this is so silly!

Customers. Get the door.

Good morning, Mrs. Jenson.

Haven't you had enough violence,

Chip Sutphin?

- Turn that filth off.

- Sorry, ma'am.

Do you have the musical

"Annie"?

Sure do.

Did you bring back

"Ghost Dad"?

Here you go.

I just love Bill Cosby pictures.

Mrs. Jenson, I've told you:

You have to rewind the tapes

before returning them.

Why?

Because it's the rules.

I don't feel like rewinding them.

You see that sign?

It's a dollar fine

for not rewinding...

and this time

I'm gonna charge you.

$2.99 plus one dollar...

is $3.99.

Keep the change,

you son of a psycho!

What a b*tch!

It's the influence

of all those family films.

Right, Mom?

- Mom?

- Mrs. Sutphin?

Oh, sh*t!

- You don't think-

- She wouldn't!

What's Mrs. Jenson's address?

Jenkins- Jenson.

Emmy Lou Jenson, 19 Clark Avenue.

That's right up the street.

Come on, just in case.

Come on, Birdie. Let's go.

What is it, Sylvester?

A birdie?

Shh.

Mommy's watching "Annie. "

Quiet, Sylvester.

Nobody's there.

Come on. Lick Mommy's feet.

Get them all wet!

Come on!

- Number 19.

- That's it.

Come on.

Over here.

Chip, over here.

Come on.

Get up there.

Is she in there?

She's singing "Annie. "

Rewind!

Oh, my God!

I saw blood, and it's brown!

It's not red, like in the horror movies!

- Was Mom in there?

- No!

It wasn't like those gore movies

at all! It was real.

Come on. Cut through here.

Wear your seat belt!

It's a law!

- Out, please.

- What the f***-

Yes, ma'am.

Dear God, I promise I'll never watch

another sex film again.

I promise, I promise!

Dad!

- Have you seen Mom?

- No. Have you?

Oh, my God!

Get in!

All units, Serial Mom's headed south

on Keswick. Proceed with caution.

She is armed

and f***ing nuts!

Oh, sh*t!

Let me in!

- I.D.!

- Can I give it to you inside?

Nobody gets in without I.D.

- Birth date?

- December 14, 1972.

- Please!

- Okay, go ahead.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

- Hey, look, it's her.

- Who?

It's the murder lady,

the one on TV.

Cool. Is she in a band?

The police are after me.

I better get going.

Hey, you're Serial Mom.

Yes, I guess I am.

Come on in, lady, quick.

Coming through. Thank you.

Excuse me, please.

Watch it there. Thank you.

I think maybe

you better lock the car.

- Can't stop now.

- Is my mom in there?

Dad, look cool.

It's Hammerjacks.

Excuse me.

Kids, put me down!

Put me down!

Buckle up, Scotty.

Mrs. Sutphin,

I'll wear my seat belt!

Holy f***ing sh*t!

Hi.

Move it! You're under arrest!

- Honey.

- Shut up.

Serial Mom! Serial Mom!

- Please, just let us through.

- Do you believe your wife's innocent?

- She is!

- How does it feel to have a killer mom?

Mr. Sutphin,

how does your wife feel?

Beverly is devastated

by the charges against her.

Didn't I see you at Hinckley?

- I was there.

- I thought so.

- My husband thought I was crazy.

- She is.

Today we're covering day one

of the trial of Serial Mom-

Here they come.

"Stop the violence"? What is this?

Who are you working for?

Quiet in the courtroom.

This court is now in session.

Oh, hello, jury people.

I'm Beverly Sutphin. I like your jacket.

Mrs. Sutphin, I said quiet.

Honey, hi. Oh, kids,

are you doing your homework?

You are accused

of multiple murders.

This is a court of law,

not a coffee klatch.

Mr. Nazlerod,

your opening statement.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Good morning, ladies and gentlemen of

the jury. My name is Timothy Nazlerod...

and I hope we can be friends.

I have to tell you at the outset

that this is not a pretty case.

This defendant, Beverly Sutphin...

is a woman evil to the core.

A rotten apple, if you will...

who, beyond any reasonable doubt...

killed six innocent people.

That's right.

She murdered them.

Well, they sort of deserved it.

Evilly and with full premeditation,

with a speeding car...

a fire poker...

a pair of scissors...

a toppled air conditioner...

the lethal flames

from an aerosol can...

and, yes...

even a leg of lamb.

Ladies and gentlemen

of the jury...

this defendant...

this Beverly Sutphin...

she is not a woman.

She is a monster.

Defense attorney,

your opening statement for the jury.

And let's not take

all day, either.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I'm Herbie Hebden.

And you and I have

a tough job ahead of us.

I've known the Sutphin family

for 16 years.

Dad- Eugene- He's my dentist.

Chip and Misty

played with my own children.

But I found out that

I don't know Beverly Sutphin at all.

No one really knows

Beverly Sutphin. You see-

Beverly Sutphin is insane.

She committed these terrible crimes,

but that doesn't make her a bad person.

Your Honor, I would like

to make a motion.

I wish to fire my attorney

and defend myself.

Beverly Sutphin is not guilty

by reason of insanity.

Your Honor, I have the right to defend

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