The Grim Sleeper Page #7

time. The Captain is waiting for me.

Just a minute. It's

about DNA. I know you've...

been checking exact matches

in the prison system.

What about family members DNA?

- I barked up that tree dozen times.

The prosecutor does not want to hear.

Familial DNA is not an option

open to law enforcement.

Not yet, but if you work for it,

really actually fight for it...

My only fight today is the one I'm

about to have with chief Braden.

They're talking about shutting down

the task force. - What? But why?

Because after months of work

and thousands of men hours,

we don't have a single solid suspect.

Not even close.

- I know, but...

And because The Grim Sleeper

is becoming old news.

Come on, hell it is!

- Their words, not mine.

They will shut down this task

force over my dead body.

We want action!

We will not give up!

Here's my ride.

I have to go. - Thanks Rona.

Detective Sims. - You hope to achieve

something, scolding with your own sign?

I knew that you'd be ready to

scold me, because I wrote the truth.

Actually I'm calling to

thank you. They can't...

pull the plug on the

task force while you...

keep the case under the public eye.

- The irony of you saying that to me!

Sorry, I did not hear you.

Must be bad connection.

Just tell them you

still pushing for the...

familial DNA match in

the prison population.

Of course I'm pushing. But, they

keep telling me same thing,

violation of privacy laws.

They need to re-wright case just

to consider prosecuting.

I guess that's my new article.

The attorney general isn't using all

that is on disposal to catch...

The Grim Sleeper. - You pissed

everybody in L. A., you might as well...

go for the whole state.

- Might as well. - See you, Pelisek.

I have to go see the chief. You and

Claymar be in my office when I get back.

Your dad said

I'd find you here.

He also said that it

was Zarina's birthday today.

She would've been 16.

Now I understand why you did not

came to the demonstration.

I wasn't there, because it does not

matter how much noise we make.

You can not make people care. - I care.

And I'm working really hard

on this, Melayna.

Because it's your job.

You care about the headline.

Is that really what you think?

I'm so tired of people telling

me they are working on this,

working on that, and

coming up with nothing.

I don't longer believe to

anybody, anywhere. Not anymore

I even don't believe in God,

and you expect me to believe you?

I'm so sorry.

Sorry. - It's okay, you don't need

to apologize. I see.

I am sorry. I have a feeling

I'm doing everything that I can...

I know. - I want to find him,

more than anything and...

I'm ready to star going door-to- door.

Really? On whose door

are you going to?

What is it?

Why can't we talk in your office?

- Because Brass don't trust that we...

can keep information

away of "LA Weekly",

and I told him that we

take every precaution.

The chief and the DA are on the twist.

State attorney has approved a familial...

DNA search for The Grim Sleeper.

- I never thought they would go for it.

The DA is sure it's gonna be a challenge

on a privacy issue and this case...

will be a legal nightmare for all of us.

This has never happened in this country.

When will the gonna run it?

- They already did. And they got a hit.

A kid was arrested on a weapon

charge few months ago.

He is the son of a man whose

DNA you've been chasing.

Months of police work. - And it

pops out of a computer just like that?

Not just like that.

They got a special team tracking him

and they get his DNA of pizza crust.

This is the name of the man you need

to arrest. I the signed warrant.

Lonnie Franklin Jr.

Why does that name sounds familiar?

- Oh, my God!

Thanks for the ride, Lonnie.

It's nice to see that

people are trying so hard.

They will find that son of a b*tch

who took your sweet girl.

She was sweet, wasn't she?

She was very sweet.

I used to have smoke breaks

with Franklin, I thought he was fun.

Come on, let's go!

Hi, Christine Palisek,

LA Weekly.

I have a question about someone

who used to lived here.

He worked for us!

LAP damn D!

No sirens. I don't

want to scare this guy.

Family man.

Come on, let me

I see your face. Look at me.

LAPD!

Put your hands up!

Keep your hands up!

No sudden movements!

On the ground!

You know why we arrested you,

don't you, Lonnie? - No, sir.

I think you do.

If you were in my garage and see those

things, I don't know anything about it.

You're a mechanic. You work on

cars for people from neighborhood.

Trying to help.

Have you worked on

an orange Pinto?

But you don't just work on cars.

You like to take pictures,

don't you, Lonnie?

We found a lot of pictures in your den.

Did you take this picture?

Looks like Ebony King.

The "Sleeper's" last victim.

Did you take this picture, Lonnie?

I already know you are.

You wanna know how I know?

Because it's your god damn DNA in

a saliva we found all over her body.

Who is this girl?

She didn't even look alive.

What about her?

What's her name?

We found dozens of pictures

of women in your den. Hundreds!

Dozens were unconscious. Even dead!

I think there never was a break.

There was never any gap at all, was there?

How many daughters did you steal, Lonnie!?

How many sisters did you take, Lonnie!?

How many of them ended

up in the city dumb?

I don't know what you

you are talking about.

I can promise you this:

there won't be any more.

Translation by hearing

angels

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