True Story Page #7

she was taking it out

on our daughter.

And then I snapped.

I went crazy, Mike.

I must have killed

Zach and Sadie,

but I don't remember.

I don't remember anything.

I don't even know

which one I killed first.

It's just a blank.

The first thing I remember

is waking up in the airport.

You blacked out?

That can count

as temporary insanity.

Well, I have a new lawyer.

He's filing an appeal.

It's powerful.

But it makes no sense.

Even if MaryJane had wanted

to kill Madison,

she would have

had the entire day.

Why would she wait

for you to get home

so you could catch her

in the act?

Either she's calculating

or she's out of her mind.

You can't have it both ways.

The only thing that

makes sense is a break-in.

You came home,

you found everyone dead,

you panicked.

You thought someone

was trying to frame you.

So you dumped the bodies

and you went on the run.

But somebody else killed them.

Is that possible?

Maybe.

No, it's not.

None of those stories hold water

because they're

all f***ing lies.

You killed them, you sick f***.

You killed all of them.

Your lawyer called me

for the appeal.

He asked me to be a

character reference for you.

The first thing

I tell the judge is

look out for the lies.

Look out for temporary insanity.

Look out for self-defense.

Look out for intruder.

Look out for every wet-eyed

piece of bullshit he serves up.

How's the book, Mike?

How are the sales?

You didn't have to finish it.

But you did.

Because you couldn't

help yourself.

We're not so different.

Yes, we are.

All these stories.

You know what?

No one's listening anymore.

One person is.

You, Mike.

I'm the most important thing

that ever happened to you.

From now on,

you'll just be the guy

who talked to the guy

who killed his family.

And that's it.

And if I ever open my mouth,

you'll just come running.

"I hated him.

"I hated him in the intense way

"that you can only hate someone

"who you truly care about.

"I'd been fascinated by Longo.

"And also been fooled by him.

"He was gone, condemned to die.

"And I had the sense of

having survived something.

"A storm of sorts.

"But although

I was alive and intact,

"that was all

I'd been left with."

Thank you.

If we could, Mr. Finkel,

your publishers promised us

a Q and A.

I know there are a lot of folks

with questions.

Isn't that right?

Yes?

Mr. Finkel, do you think

he'll kill again,

like in prison maybe?

I doubt it.

He's locked up.

Will they have to restrain him?

With straps and stuff?

No.

Um, where would

you place him on a list of

comparable killers,

Mr. Finkel?

Like Ted Bundy?

Ed Gein, say?

Mr. Finkel,

may I ask you something?

Do you ever regret

contacting him?

What do you mean?

Well, it seems to me

that Christian Longo

has lost his liberty,

but hearing you read today,

I was just wondering

what you might

have lost as well.

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