The Tortured Page #2

'in the basement of defendant...

'...John Kozlowski's backyard.

'No one at the police department

was willing to comment on this...

'...hidden under the cellar stairs.

'...collecting disability at the time

of the murder.

'Many residents of Rutland Country

were shocked...

'...Kozlowski's basement

days after..'

- She said she'd be here, right?

- Yes. She said she definitely would.

All rise.

Honourable Justice Everett Stanley.

Be seated.

This court is now in session.

Docket Number 7564.

Defendant John Kozlowski.

Two counts,

murder in the first degree.

Two counts, kidnapping.

Two counts,

forced confinement.

Two counts,

aggravated assault.

One count,

resisting arrest.

How do you plead?

May it please the court,

my client pleads not guilty.

Know that l will not rest

until Kozlowski pays for this,

l promise you.

What is the maximum sentence

Kozlowski can get?

Life without parole.

So there's no chance

he's ever getting out?

Well, practically none.

- What?

- What do you mean, ''practically none''?

Well, the iury could recommend

if they felt it was warranted

but that's highly unlikely.

Warranted?

My son was six years old.

How is killing a helpless child

ever warranted?

Look, do your iob!

And make sure this piece of sh*t

gets put away for life.

Once l opened the fortified door,

l discovered Benjamin's body.

He must have died

just moments before.

After paramedics responded

to Benjamin,

the investigation quickly

uncovered a mass grave

located in the defendant's

backyard.

Within the site,

numerous body parts in various stages

of decomposition were found.

Rutland County Forensics

is still trying to determine

the amount of victims

and their identities

through the skeletal remains

exhumed

from the defendant's property.

The task has been challenging

since no victims were intact

and the bodies

were systematically mutilated.

l wish he was dead.

Did you see the look on his face?

l want him dead.

Well, it's not our decision to make.

Elise.

Are you going to be all right?

Do you want to talk to someone?

l'm losing my mind now

because l want justice?

No.

l'm iust worried about you.

Has the iury reached a verdict?

Yes we have, Your Honour.

Would the defendant please rise

and face the jury?

Would you please tell the court

your verdict?

We the iury

find the defendant...

Twenty-five years to life?

He could be out in ten years!

lt was the only way they could get him

to reveal the locations of the other bodies.

- Oh, God.

- Their families needed that for closure.

They put tremendous pressure

on the D.A.

OK, come here.

l want you to help me get a gun.

- What?

- l want you to help me get a gun.

Jesus Christ, Elise, you...

You can't talk like that.

l mean, do you really

want to lower yourself to what he is?

- Aren't we more evolved than that?

- Don't give me that crap.

lt's not crap!

You don't want me

to be like him, Craig?

F*** off!

How could l ever be like him?

Look, killing him

is not going to change anything.

lt's not going to bring Ben back.

l want him dead.

Craig, l don't want him eating.

l don't want him exercising,

watching TV or f***ing jerking off.

- You're iust angry.

- Craig, how do you do this?

- Do what?

- Disconnect like this from reality?

We failed our son.

We failed him.

lt was our responsibility

to protect him.

And we failed to do that

and he's dead.

Now don't you feel

we need to do something?

For the dignity of our child.

F***.

l left the bills on your desk.

The electric bill is overdue.

Bye, Craig.

'Blow out the candles, buddy'

'Make a wish, Benji'

'Flying'

'Hold on!'

'Hi, Daddy'

'Every day we struggle,

knowing what our son went through.

'lmagine being assaulted

by a 13 foot giant.

'That's roughly the scale

of a child to a grown man.

'A monster of a man..'

'Shut the f*** up'

'...who subiects you

to the most repulsive depravities.

'lmagine on top of that

you were someone...

'...someone new to this world.

'A child'

'Bug, we miss you.

Here l am'

'Shut up.

'What are you going to do, Daddy?'

Killing him

is not punishment enough.

l don't like this, Craig.

Everyone knows you in there.

Not everybody.

Sh*t.

What the hell

are you doing here, Craig?

The Board

gave you six months, take it.

Elise is a f***ing wreck.

Everyday it just gets worse.

- l needed to get out of the house.

- So why did you come here?

You throw yourself into work,

hide in the back of an ambulance?

She needs you.

What happened was a tragedy

for her, for both of you.

- You know you can call me, right?

- Yeah, l know.

- Is this yours?

- Yeah.

Thanks.

Don't get yourself in trouble.

What do you see?

- It's him.

- Let me see.

Bastard.

- Let me see.

- No. Let's go, let's go.

There they are.

- Yeah, l see them.

- OK.

- Craig, please keep a distance.

- l know!

Can you please...

We've got to stay calm,

both of us.

Otherwise we're not going to be able

to pull this thing off.

l'm sorry.

They're not going to stop.

Look.

- How do you take it, black, cream?

- One cream, one sugar.

- You ready?

- Yeah.

- You have everything?

- Yeah... OK.

OK...

All right, go.

- l'll see you in there.

- OK.

There you go.

- There you go, sir.

- Thanks a lot.

You're welcome.

Can l help you?

Ma'am?

- Do they have any brown sugar?

- Don't see any.

Thanks.

- Hey, where's my change?

- What change?

l gave you 20 dollars

on pump five, where's my change?

- l'll give you no change.

- Give me my money.

l don't owe you any money.

All right, maybe you're right,

sorry.

F***ing mutt!

- Did you do it?

- Done.

lt should kick in

in about a half an hour.

- It's been 45 minutes.

- Yeah.

- You sure this is going to work?

- Elise, please.

Maybe they didn't drink

their coffee right away.

They're speeding up.

l think it's working.

They're looking for a place

to pull over.

- Here?

- l guess we have no choice.

All right, now!

Buckle your f***ing seatbelt,

a**hole.

Sh*t!

Hey! Stop!

Come on!

Come on!

- Let's go.

For Christ's sake, slow down.

Oh, my...

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Craig!

Craig!

God!

Craig!

Are you OK?

Oh, God!

Yeah, l think so.

He's over there!

- Oh, my God. Let me see.

- l'm OK.

- Are you OK?

- Yeah, l'm OK.

He may not have survived this.

- He's alive.

- Thank God.

Here we go.

By tomorrow,

he'll be out of the woods.

That'll be good.

l'm sure you've figured out by now

why you're here.

And what's going to happen to you.

lf you think

this is going to be over quickly,

you're very much mistaken.

You know, Craig is a doctor.

l can keep you alive for weeks.

And if you think you're iust going to

pass out, that's not going to happen.

l have drugs

to keep you conscious.

You're going to feel everything.

From now until the moment you die

you will know nothing but agony.

We will iust keep hurting you.

And hurting you.

And hurting you.

lmagine the worst pain

you've ever experienced.

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