All language subtitles for The.Iceman.and.the.Psychiatrist.2003

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NARRATOR: In two
previous HBO programs,

Richard Kuklinski,
known as the Iceman,

who is serving
multiple life sentences,

answered many questions
about his brutal,
cold-blood killings,

solving many cases,

but the unanswered question
remains--why?

[Camera clicking]

KUKLINSKI: I was
a person who was
able to hurt somebody

at any given time

with no remorse...

and who could do it
over and over again

without it bothering them.

MAN: Did you
think of yourself
as an assassin?

Assassin? Sounds so exotic?

I was just a murderer.

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[Indistinct chatter]

How are you doing?
Good.

How are you today?
Good.

NARRATOR: In July of 2002,
HBO invited Dr. Park Dietz,

a world-renowned psychiatrist
and consultant to the FBI

to search for an answer
to the mystery

of the twisted criminal mind
of Richard Kuklinski.

With the Iceman's cooperation,
Dr. Dietz spent 13 hours

over 4 days talking
with him

to try to understand
this human killing machine.

Richard, if I
understand you
correctly,

you're positive you
killed more than
50 people, and...

Definitely.
You think you
probably killed

more than
a hundred people.

Definitely.

You're sure
of that one?

Definitely.

But not sure it's
more than 200?

I wouldn't say
definitely to that.

Maybe yes, maybe no.

I would say--

less than 200 people?

Well, you tell me.

It's not less
than 200 people.

You killed more than
200 people.

Sure. Yep.

I killed basically more--
a hundred people

when I was a young man

before I even knew
anybody too much.

In one part of my life,
I killed people for nothing.

Just for somebody
to look at me wrong,
I would kill them--

stab them, shoot them.

[Camera clicking]

♪

You tended to shoot
people up close
and personal.

Definitely.

I wanted to tell them
just before they left.

I wanted to say good-bye.

You liked to look
them in the eye?

I wanted them looking
straight at me.

This was a long
way away,

the distance
we are now.

We were closer.

What did you want
them to think
as they died?

Just see
my pretty face.

I'd take it to them.

What the last thing
they ever saw was me,

and if they carried
that glimpse

to eternity, infinity,
or whatever it is,

they're gonna be
thinking of me
all that time.

[Camera clicking]

I'd be looking
in their eyes.

I would see the blankness
come over it.

I'd watch them die.

I just didn't shoot them
and walk away.

I saw the surprise,
the shock, the blank--

psshht--they're gone,

and all I saw was
my reflection,
but that's it.

Did you have
a favorite place
you'd like to shoot?

A favorite?
Yeah.

Well, most of the time
if you're up close,

you shoot them
under the chin.

You would shoot them.

I shot a guy one time
in his, uh...Adam's apple

to see how long it would
take him to die.

How long did
it take?

A few minutes.

He drowned actually.
He...

Drowned
on his blood.

Mm-hmm.

I was
with somebody else.

We had a $50 bet.

I lost.

[Camera clicking]

You thought he'd
go faster, huh?

Yes.

Do you know what
an adrenaline rush
feels like?

Oh, yeah.

What will give
you one?

Sex.

That's the only one.

I don't really get
anything from
hitting anybody,

hurting anybody,
shooting anybody.

Does nothing
for me.

The only thing that
gives me pleasure
is sex.

Well, that's
a different kind
of pleasure

than what
an adrenaline rush
would do to you.

It's the only
pleasure I get.

Yeah.

If I were to beat
somebody up,

it would do nothing
for me,

if I knocked them down
and stepped over them.

That's why, you see,
it doesn't bother me.

I don't care
to hurt anybody.

It does nothing for me,
killing someone else.

WOMAN ON RADIO:
I need 1484 immediate
to 20th Highland Avenue.

But you can never
get a feeling
out of it.

I never got one, no.

It was disappointing.

That's when I figured
I must be crazy

because I figured
some of--should have
some kind of a feeling,

something.

NARRATOR: The Iceman sessions
with Dr. Dietz reveal

that even at the age of 10
Richard Kuklinski

was already showing signs
of pathological behavior.

How were you
with animals
at that age?

Deadly.

[Meow]

Cats, dogs?

Cats, dogs.

I used to tie
two cats' tails together

and throw them
over a clothesline
and watch them

rip each other apart.

How long
does it take?

Not long.

They both die?

I don't know.
I never stood around

to see the final thing.

Ahem. I would say
eventually they both died

because they were both
pretty well tore up.

That's got to be
noisy.

It was quite noisy.

What else did
you do with cats?

Well...we had
the incinerator

in the projects there,
so I threw a cat

in the incinerator.

Then I threw a book
of matches in there,

and through the door,
I watched the fire get

bigger and bigger,
and this cat was
running around,

trying to get away.

Eventually the fire got
too big for him,

and he didn't
run anymore.

You only did
one cat?

No.

That was a pastime.

Did they all
behave the same way?

Mostly. One almost
got out the door.

He almost jumped back up,
came out the door

I threw him in
because that's
where I was looking,

and he almost
came back out.

How about dogs?

I'd get them off
the roof,

tied them
to the back of a bus.

Then they'd just
be dragged once
they got tired.

Never saw the end
of those things, though,

just did it.

Do you remember
any feelings
associated with it?

I don't think so.

Might get maybe
a little excitement.

Most of the time, though,
after that, I felt disgust

that I did it...

because I didn't
really do anything

that took any kind
of a challenge.

I just did it on some
kind of helpless nothing.

They couldn't stand
up to me anyway.

And you'd be alone
when you did this.

Yes.

Did you say
you were bored?

Mm-hmm.

Is that mostly
what it was about,

fighting
the boredom?

Probably.

When there's--you had
nothing to do, so you look

for something
to break the monotony.

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NARRATOR: Richard's father
Stanley was the adult who

had the most impact
on his childhood.

It was from him
that Kuklinski learned

how effective
violence could be.

What's the worst
beating you
ever took

from your old man?

Heh heh heh.

I don't think there's much
difference in any of them.

They were all pretty bad.

He, uh, left his mark
on me pretty much.

And he did most
of that before you
were, what, 11?

Yes. I was young.

And was that worse
when he was drinking?

With Stanley, it didn't
really matter whether

he was drinking
or he wasn't drinking.

He was a nasty son
of a bitch,

and he always will be
till the day he died,

and even when he died,
he was a nasty
son of a gun.

Did you go
to his funeral?

No, I didn't.

Was there one?

Yes.

I didn't like him
in life.

Why would I want to
go see him in death?

I was glad he was dead.

How about your mom?
How was she?

Over the years,
I got to dislike
my mother a great deal,

but now that
I have more time to think

about it, she was just
a victim of her own life.

As a kid, how
did you see her?

Hateful.

Disliked her
a great deal.

She didn't believe
in sparing the rod either.

I mean, she used to hit me
with a broomstick

if I did something wrong.

Where would
she hit you?

Wherever it hit.

NARRATOR: As Kuklinski
grew older, he swore

that no one would ever again
treat him with disrespect.

He held unreasonable grudges

and would sometimes stalk
his victims for days.

How much would
somebody have
to humiliate you

before you'd
become obsessed

with killing them?

It would--it
would be the degree
he humiliated me.

If it were not mu--
and it would be the time.

It would be how
my attitude was.

If I was jumpy or edgy,
it wouldn't take much.

If I was passive, then he
might get away with it,

but no one really knew.

I took a guy down one time
just following him around.

He was with a few people,
and as they went to the bar,

this person decided
he couldn't wait to get
inside to urinate.

He never did.

Everybody else went in.

He stayed outside to
urinate, he urinated.

He went comfortably
anyway.

He had an empty bladder,
but I actually strangled him.

From behind, I assume.
Definitely.

I actually did it
in a way that's maybe--

maybe this
is original, maybe not,

I don't know,
but I put the rope
around his neck,

twisted it, then threw him
over my shoulder

and held him there,
so actually, I was
the tree hanging him.

Yeah.
And he eventually just
stopped kicking...

and I let it loose
at one end,

and he slid down
to the ground,

and I put him over
by the garbage and left.

Had you brought
a length of rope
with you?

No. Actually,
I--heh--um...

this guy--these people had
a, um--around the back

of the bar--they must
have lived upstairs.

There was an apartment
upstairs,

and they had one
of these things

where they had rope
across this thing,

and they had a couple
of these lines

going across this way,
and that's what I took.

You talking
about clothesline?

Yeah.

Now what had this
guy done to you?

I didn't like him.

He just made me mad
some reason or other.

For me to track him
and wait for him,

I was mad at him
for something.

Do you remember what
his body did while you

were hanging him?

Yeah. It was
twitching and kicking.

How long did
it take?

I don't really know.
Didn't look at my watch,

so I really couldn't
say, you know.

I kept him awhile.

Even after he stopped,
I kept him awhile

just to make sure.

Did you have
another weapon
with you?

Yes.

But this
was quieter.

It was more personal.

I actually felt him die.

Did you like that?

Didn't do anything,
but I did feel him die,

I felt him go limp.

And you got
your relief?

Yes.

Basically, I didn't
have anymore pressure,

no more tension.

It was almost
like a cure-all.

Unbelievable.

♪

NARRATOR: Kuklinski's
early years were plagued

with a hair-trigger temper.

If he had a problem,
he solved it

the only way he knew how.

I was driving
in Georgia one time,

and we were riding
down the road,

and there was a couple
of vans running around,

and they were whooping
and hollering there.

I guess they were having
a good old time and maybe
drinking and whatnot.

♪

They decided--I guess it
was interesting to play

with a guy from New Jersey,
and they started to

click-clack with their vans
and push me here

and push me there
off the road,

and they were running
in and out,

and what their problem
was I really don't know,

never did know,
but, uh...

it came to a point where
I got extremely mad

about that and, uh--
but it was silly of me

because I was
away from home.

I had no backing,
I had nothing--a problem.

I only had one weapon,
which was in the trunk,

which was a .357
with a hair-trigger.

So I stopped the car
and got out, opened the trunk.

Had the release in the--
went in the trunk

and took the .357
and just stood there.

Apparently their eyesight
mustn't be too good

because I don't think
I'd walk up on a guy

with a .357 standing
by his side,

but these fellas did.

Foolish mistake.

They all died.

[Gunshots]

And I didn't
even know them.

How many?

It was a few of them.

I reloaded.

[Gun cocks]

Killed every
last one of them?

Yeah, and wasn't even
one I wanted to do.

Do you think that
they what they did was

a capital offense?

What they did?

You mean, playing with me?

Yeah.
Well, they could
have killed me.

What if they ran me off
the road and I died?

Bad behavior,
no argument.

Reckless endangerment,
reckless driving,

host of bad things.

Is it a capital
offense they committed
against you?

Apparently.

I did kill them,
so to me it must have been

because when I had come
to that point--

and that point,
that is the last point
they come to--

I don't back off
once I go forward.

Once I go forward
and I take a gun,

I do not back off.

I didn't know
how many they had,

I didn't know
what they had.

They could have
had guns.

They could have
had anything.

They wanted to
play with me.

I didn't want to play,
so we didn't play no more,

and I would have
taken whatever came.

You almost made me mad.

I know.

What made you
mad about that?

I don't know,
but you almost did.

Can you figure
out what it is?

No.

Try to look at it.

Look at what made
you mad there.

I don't know.

I think it must have
been something you said.

Heh. Yeah.

Obviously,
but I don't know
what it was.

Could it be that
I was challenging you

and it sounded
judgmental?

Could be.

Hmm. Yeah, could be
because you've got me

annoyed with you now.

Yeah.
That's the truth.

How mad are you?

Not bad.

Pretty.

I feel a little flushed,
so that means that I've

reached the point
in my life that I'm
a little annoyed.

What would
you like to do?

Doesn't matter.

I don't think it's gone
to the point that I'm

actually gonna do
anything stupid.

Just curious to myself
why--why it happened.

I don't know
why it happened.

I'm--I'm--actually
almost glad it did happen

because you had a chance
to see something,

but I don't know
why it happened.

Did you feel
I was criticizing you?

Yes.

Is that what did it?

I think so.
Because who--

Maybe that's
the part that did it.

who used to
criticize you the most?

Of course, my father.

Yeah.

♪

NARRATOR: In his 20s,
Kuklinski's proficiency

at remorseless killing
caught the attention

of the Mafia,
and he graduated

from the impulse murders
of his youth to his new career

as a contract killer.

He tells Dr. Dietz
about his first murder for hire.

They gave me
a picture of him

and, um, a description
of what he does

and what he generally does
and where he goes,

places he goes,
and, uh, so I went
to the area

where they said
he might be,

and I saw somebody
who looked like him,
similar to him.

He had a knack
for smoking,

and they told me he
smoked big cigars,

Churchill cigars
or something.

[Camera clicking]

♪

So I pulled up
alongside of him.

At the time, I was riding
a motorcycle,

and I just said,
"Cuban? Are they Cuban?

Looks like
a good cigar."

And he wasn't
a happy camper
because he said,

"Fuck you."

Heh. And when he said,
"Fuck you,"

he looked my way,
and I got a clear
shot of his face.

It was the picture I had
of the man they wanted,

and I said, "Nah. Don't
fuck me, fuck you,"

and I just took
this weapon out

and blew his head off.

[Gunshot]

[Glass shatters]

Just disintegrated
his--pppffooo.

Like, you see a pumpkin
get hit with a shotgun

or something,
they just--pffff--
spread out,

and that's
what happened,

and the light
turned green

about the time
I shot him,
and I left.

[Motorcycle revving]

[Motorcycle pulls away]

Does it give you
any response
in your guts to

see a man's head
explode?

It surprised
me a lot.

A response in my gut.

What kind
of response do we want?

I don't know.
I don't have any response.

Most people when they
see horrible things,

if they see somebody
badly injured,

certainly see
something that awful,

have a visceral
reaction.

They feel nauseated.

They may want
to vomit.

Hmm.

It makes them
very uncomfortable
all over real fast.

Did you get anything?

No. It's a good thing
I didn't have to vomit

because then I would have
had real problems

on that motorcycle,
but I didn't have
that problem.

I didn't have any
sickness, dizziness,

or upset stomach
or anything like that.

It helped you adapt
and cope not to care.

Definitely.

Not to care is
much better.

Because it's
a weakness to care.

That's right. It is.

♪

Then you have baggage.

When you care,
you can't just move.

You have worry.

And you got
something to lose.

That's right.

NARRATOR: By the late
Sixties, the Iceman had

become one of the Mob's
most efficient contract killers.

His most brutal murders
took place

at the Gemini Lounge
in Brooklyn,

a favorite hangout
for the Mafia.

Dismembering bodies,
did that turn

your stomach?

I don't think so.

I remember having pizza
one day while were doing

something like that.

Pizza in one hand,
chainsaw in the other?

No. Ahem, ahem.

I didn't like chainsaws.

That's another fable that
they've come up with,

that I used chainsaws.

See, chainsaws are messy.

Yeah.

All you get is little--
all over me,

I have these
little pieces of meat.

Now that's
a pain in the neck
if I use chainsaws.

Now would I want to ruin
a good shirt

with a chainsaw?

That would be
downright stupid,

and I definitely have
the wrong--I don't
think I could walk

around with bits of meat
hanging off me

or bits and pieces
of somebody's body
hanging off me.

I would probably smell
a little bit bad, also,
at that point.

So what's a better
way to dismember a body?

Just a knife,
a butcher knife.

You know, you cut
it around the bone

and a little slice here,
a little slice there,

wrap it, ship it.

[Camera clicking]

♪

Do you understand
that most people
can't imagine

doing that to a human?

Sure.

I can understand
that a great deal.

I can't understand
why I can.

Did you have
to cultivate
that ability,

or is that natural
for you?

I don't know.
I don't recall.

I did it.

I don't recall
when I started doing it

or why or the feeling
I had when I did that.

I don't know.

Jeffrey Dahmer told
me that when he cut
bodies apart...

I know. Yeah.

it repelled him,
he found it horrible.

He had to get himself
drunk to overcome that
natural revulsion.

Stink. Yeah.

That's because
it's disgusting.

Yes, it is.

But to you, you could
just do it, no feeling.

No.

The smell sometimes
was annoying,

but I would
put cologne on.

I would generally put
cologne across here

so I could smell the cologne
a lot better than I could
smell anything else.

Canoe or something like
that was always nice.

Now you're dating
yourself with that.

But it was still nice.

What else would you
use for the smell?

Spray, you know,
any deodorizers, you know,

spray, put it in the air
and try to kill the smell,

but the deodorizers
actually were worse

than the smell because
when they mingled,

somehow or another
they gave off a more
distasteful smell,

so what I would take
is the bottle of Canoe

and just throw it all over
the walls and the floor

and everything,
and I'd have a $25
nice smell in the room.

That was an expensive deodor,
but it worked.

♪

NARRATOR: Guns, knives,
strangulation,

even cyanide were all part
of Richard Kuklinski's

repertoire of murder.

He even froze some
of his victims' bodies

to confuse their time of death,
earning him the name of Iceman.

In his sessions
with Dr. Dietz,

he reveals that some
of his clients wanted
his victims to suffer

before they died,
and Kuklinski obliged

by offering them
a nightmarish death

of sheer torture,
a death he often
captured on film.

[Projector clacking]

I used to have
a thing where I would take

somebody into a cavern
or a cave,

whatever you
want to call it,

and I would, uh--heh...

I would tie them up
or tape them,

their hands
and their feet together,

and then I would
leave them there,

and I'd leave
a camera on,

and, um, rats
used to eat them.

[Projector clacking]

♪

Rats used to kill
these people.

It was a very painful
death for these people

because rats would
eventually smell them

or come near them and...

and, uh, start
nibbling away at them.

The people would
definitely scream and yell

and holler and try
to get away,

and, uh, eventually,
more rats would come,

and they would consume
these people eventually,

you know,
but there was a lot

of screaming
and yelling in between.

When I did that
and I watched it on--tkk--

what the devil was that?

Super 8, I think it was.

I found it distasteful,
and it used to make me
nervous for some reason.

So that was some type
of a feeling

which I wasn't too
keen on having,

but I did it because
it gave me a feeling
of some kind,

and therefore, I was trying
to find out what it was
that was giving me some type

of feeling, whether it
was the horror of what was

going on or the screaming
that was happening

or just
the nastiness of it,

but I never
figured it out,

but I did that quite
a few times, too,

maybe too many times.

And watched it?

Yes.

[Projector clacking]

[Projector stops]

I beat a guy
to death one time.

I had blood in my shoes,
his blood in my shoes.

Just goes on that way.

Had to throw
all my clothes away.

There I was, driving
a big Lincoln Town Car with--

butt naked.

Ha ha ha!

Had a sheet
wrapped around me.

We're having too much
fun, you know that?

You realize that?

I'm coming across
like a nice guy.

Nobody's gonna
believe this, nobody.

I wouldn't believe this
if I was watching this.

Because I'm the furthest
thing from a nice guy.

I am what you call
a person's nightmare.

Because of the way
I project myself,

people think
they can get by,

and then all
of a sudden

when they wake up,
it's too late.

They already hit
the stop sign...

and that's a dead stop.

But there have been
people you've been good
to, aren't there?

Not many. There
have been people.

I don't know what
you consider good.

Your interpretation
of good might be different

than mine, I don't know.

What do you mean good?

Well, how do you
think you were
with your kids?

Oh, the kids.

♪

Now you're talking
completely different.

Now you're talking
black and white.

There was nothing
I wouldn't do

for my children, nothing.

I'd kill everybody
in this room for them.

That's just to
show you a point,

not that I would
or want to.

I'm just saying I would.

If it meant I had to
for them, I would do it

without even
thinking twice.

It might upset me,
it might hurt me,

but I would do it.

Does that answer
your question?

To a point,
but then you're not sure.

All right.

Who else were
you good with?

Good with?
Yeah.

There aren't many
people I was good with.

It was only my family.

I was good to my family,
and even those
people I hurt.

How?

Just by being there.

I was a nasty
son of a gun.

I am a nasty
son of a gun.

What would
happen at home?

You name it.

Violence, I think
they call it,

domestic violence, yes.

I've cornered it all.

There's nothing
I haven't done

and nothing she hasn't
put up with.

I'm not proud of it.

That's the way it is.

I could say I'm sorry.

What good would it do?

I couldn't
have been too sorry.

I did it again,
but yet I was sorry.

I couldn't control it.

It's one of those things.

Couldn't control it.

I found something
I couldn't control,

almost a hate-love,
hate-love relationship

because I really
liked, loved the girl,

but when I got mad,
I forgot all that

and wound up hurting
the person I love,

so where did
I really love her?

I still hurt her.

I got to trust her more
than I trusted anybody
in my whole life.

She's the only person
I ever really trusted.

NARRATOR: He reveals
to Dr. Dietz how far

he would go to prove
his faith in his wife,

even in the midst
of a violent quarrel.

I believe
I tempted her to do it.

I gave her the knife
and told her,

"Here. Here's a chance
you'll never get again,"

or something like that,
and I turned around.

Now she had a chance.

She didn't do anything.

She dropped it
on the floor and walked away,

and I left the house.

There was a stabbing
between your parents,
wasn't there?

Yes, there was.

What room was that in?

I don't remember,
I don't remember.

What happened?

I don't know.

Stanley, uh,
stabbed, uh, Anna.

Why, I don't recall.

I don't remember what
it was all about,

but I remember
it did happen, yeah.

Stabbed her
in the back.

Might have. Yeah.

And here you are
inviting Barbara
to do that to you.

Stupid, wasn't it?

Yeah, but I did.
It's true.

Were you testing her?

You're trying
to--I don't know.

I might have been.

It would have been
a powerful thing
if I was wrong.

Heh heh heh!

Yeah.

I definitely would
have got the point.

Heh.

Told you you had
a sense of humor.

I know you did.

That's why I threw
that in there,

but it's not
a joking matter.

It's a very serious thing.

Domestic violence
is very serious.

It's--I believe that's
probably why my daughter

dislikes me a great deal,
probably because she lived
through a lot.

You know, they
lived through it all.

Heard it, saw it.

Saw it, everything.

Psychologically,
I probably hurt them

in some way because
they have that
in their mind

as I have things
in my mind.

Why did you
decide to talk to me?

Well, basically
I think I tried to--

I decided to talk
to you would be

so I could find out
more about myself.

Since I don't know
the answers

and you are
a person who is
highly qualified

to give me
answers possibly
of what's going on,

I figured this would be
a good time to talk

to somebody like you
or you, you know?

Well, why don't we turn
the tables here

and you interview me?

I'll answer
your questions.

Interesting.

I could live with that.

Just so happens I might
have a question for you.

Hmm. Hmm, hmm, hmm.

What do you
think about me?

Anything good, bad,
or indifferent?

Yeah, some of each.

The, uh, the issues
about your behavior,

I think there are
really a couple
of things to say.

The things that
I'm most sure of

based on the information
you've told me

are that your
principal problem
has been a warp

in your personality,

and we classify
personality according
to different types,

and there are two types
of personality features

that you have
a great deal of.

The first of them
is called antisocial
personality disorder.

What it refers to
behaviorally is someone

who does not have
a conscience,

does not have remorse,

does not feel
a sense of guilt

about most of the bad
things they do,

is impulsive
and violent.

The typical things we
see before age 15

in people who are
in that label are
cruelty toward animals,

cruelty toward people,

and an awfully
interesting part

of that condition
is that we've got

a little bit
of knowledge

of what causes it
and where it comes from,

and that's where
there's some good
news and some bad news.

The bad news is that
part of where that comes
from is hereditary,

that there's
a genetic basis to being
a fearless person,

and you've told me
about how rarely
you have any experience

that even
begins to resemble
nervousness or fear.

It takes extreme things
to make you have a sense
of impending danger.

Normal people
get fearful

about a wide variety
of things frequently

and would be
beside themselves

with the kinds
of experiences

that you had
on a weekly basis.

You couldn't have done
the things you did

if you were capable
of ordinary fear,

but the fact that you're
born with a genetic
predisposition

to fearlessness
doesn't mean that
it's inevitable

for you to become
a criminal

because some people
who have that
genetic predisposition

to fearlessness become
prosocial risk takers.

They do things like
drive racecars,
test fly planes,

fighter pilots,
bomb disposal
technicians.

Those are all jobs where
it helps to have a lot

of fearlessness,
and in fact,

some people
in law enforcement

are brave and have
that same capacity
to be fearless.

And the difference
between the people
who grow up to be

risk-taking good guys
with white hats

and the people
who grow up to be

risk-taking bad guys
with a long, long
rap sheet

and a lot of crimes has
to do with how their
parents raise them.

If you raise a kid
with love and kindness
and affection,

most of the time,
you've got a good
shot at their growing up

to be decent, caring,
loving human beings

and treating
their own kids well,

but if you raise
a kid the way

Stanley raised you
with no love,

no affection,
constant abuse,

beatings for no reason,
all you teach is hatred.

You make it impossible
for that child

to grow up and form
strong attachments

and loving,
caring relationships

or to be willing
to risk themselves
to protect the world.

So I think you got to be
this kind of antisocial
psychopathic person

both by getting
Stanley's genes

and having
Stanley's parenting

and your mother's cold,
standoffish way
of treating you.

In other words,
that part of you

was both born and made,

but your own kids
and your own
grandchildren

will turn out according
to how you and Barbara
raised them

despite whatever genetic
influence there may be.

The other thing
that I think is
true about you

is another personality
style where I think it's

fair to say that you've
got the features

of what we call
a paranoid
personality disorder.

The general rule
for someone who
is paranoid

is to trust no one,
let no one get
too close to you,

and to never
forgive anyone
who does you wrong.

If somebody
criticizes them,

they're quick
to respond with anger
or to counterattack.

If somebody
humiliates them,

then they
must have revenge.

About 1% to 2%
of the population has

the paranoid personality
disorder.

About 2% to 3% of males
and 1% of females

have the antisocial
personality disorder,

and then there's
a smaller group
that has both,

and it was having both
that allows you to have

this career that you've
had and that allowed you

to profit
from your capacity

for completely
emotionless, fearless,
remorseless hit.

By being free
of any conscience

and also free
of friends and of people

who could bring
you down,

you were able to have
a very long run

as a successful
contract killer,

which is quite unusual.

And you wouldn't have
been able to do that

had you not had both of
those personality flaws.

In your line of work,
they turned out to be

major advantages,

kind of preconditions
for a successful career.

I appreciate
your taking the time

and explaining this to me.

I am probably
the loneliest person

in the world because
I have nothing I care for,

and I can't make
any friends to have

any kind
of a relationship or--

so I've lost everything.

I've lost everything
I ever cared for,

everything I ever wanted.

It's down the toilet.

Since there's no love
in my life,

I must have something
to replace it,

so I replace it
with hate,

constant hate,
constant reminder to hate.

What's that do for you?

Keeps my left foot going
in front of my right foot.

Keeps me moving.

Without it, I would
probably just--ppllpp--

plop down someplace
and have no reason
to continue.

Is that all you've
got left is hate?

It's all I've got left.

Everything that I ever
cared for is gone,

everything I ever liked
is gone,

everything that meant
anything to me is gone,

so hate.

That's all you
started with, too.

Then I've
come full circle.

It's time for me to die.

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