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A couple was murdered and mutilated.

That was hatred, hatred. Just anger.

The victims were
Derek Haysom and his wife, Nancy.

The couple's daughter

is suspected of murder.

As is her boyfriend,
a German diplomat's son.

His name is Jens Soering.

The two of them
were a horrible puzzle

that fit together just right.

My parents died

because Jens and I
were obsessed with each other.

These were two lovers
who had turned on each other.

One day they said it was Elizabeth.

She said, "I've killed my parents."

The next day they said it was Jens.

He said that he'd killed my parents.

You lied, didn't you?

And then they switched back again.

I felt I didn't have any choice.

Jens acted of his own free will.
He had a choice.

Is Elizabeth Haysom
a beautiful and intelligent murderer

or the victim of an obsessive relationship
with a cold-blooded killer?

Do you know of any reason

why this court should not
now pronounce judgement in your case?

I'm innocent.

This has so many twists and turns.

Oh, my goodness!

And so they've both lied,
but who's lying now and why?

A couple convicted
in the murders of a Bedford County couple

back in 1985 are being set free.

...in the name
of federal police, welcome to Germany.

This is the best day of my life.

Soering still insists
that he has nothing to do

with the case for which he has spent
33 years in jail.

This case
has captivated people

for the past 35 years.

In the end all of this saga,

there's only two people
that know the real truth.

And that's Elizabeth and Jens.

I thought I was doing the right thing,

and did something very wrong.

This is family land.
I mean, I was born across the street,

lived in the same place all my life.

Parents live up the road
about three quarters of a mile,

so it's just a wonderful place to live.

You know, our town in the '80s,

I grew up
where you left your keys in your car.

You left your house unlocked.

You helped your neighbor.
You watched other people's property.

We were a little town
in the middle of nowhere,

and when this murder happened, it was...

It was unfathomable.

From the heart of Virginia,

this is News Center 13 at 6:00
with Jeff Taylor.

I was the, uh, managing editor
and the anchor of the newscast

at Channel 13 here in Lynchburg.

We were in our newsroom.

It was, uh, April, I believe, April 3rd.

We heard a call go out for a body

out on Holcomb Rock Road,

and they gave the address,
and I immediately knew

that was the Haysom's address.
I said, "We need to get a crew out there."

I had my radio on,

and I called my chief deputy,
"Ronnie, what have you got?"

He said, "Just need you
to go to Holcomb Rock Road."

"Something big has happened."

It wasn't long before there were

just lots and lots of people
on this narrow, windy road.

Authorities entered
the home of W.R. Derek and Nancy Haysom,

following a complaint from a friend

that hadn't been able
to contact the couple.

My whole job there that first night
was crime scene security. I...

went through the house,
and it was as brutal

as anything I've ever seen.

Police found
a grisly scene inside the house.

The couple's throats had been slashed,
and they had been stabbed numerous times.

The murders took place at least two days
before the bodies were found on Wednesday.

I went in the house
as they were taking the bodies out,

saw everything. It was awful.

The fact that I knew these people,

I knew who they were,
I'd spent time with them socially.

I went back to the station, and I said,

"I cannot do
the eleven o' clock newscast."

"I just can't."

The victims were
Derek W.R. Haysom and his wife, Nancy.

Haysom was a South African native
who later gained Canadian citizenship.

He was the president
of the Sydney Steel Corporation.

The Haysoms were socialites.

They were very well known

in their part of Bedford County
and in Lynchburg.

They liked to go to the country club
for drinks and dinner.

They liked to play bridge.

Basically, I was just their neighbor.
I helped them out. We were very social.

Derek was very, you know, quiet,
but you asked him a question,

you were going to get an answer,
whether you liked it or not.

He was very straightforward
and very proper.

He had been in South Africa
and turned this steel plant around,

and had been a tough taskmaster,

so he'd made a lot of friends.

But he'd made a lot of enemies too
in different places.

They lived in the East County.

This is where affluent people have moved,
so they can get a little space.

My sister's home
was called Loose Chippings.

I don't know why you have to name a home,

but... but that's...
that's kind of the way she was.

My sister's maiden name
was Nancy Astor Benedict.

Lady Astor is, in fact, a relative of ours
through my mother's side of the family.

Lady Astor
was the first female member

of parliament in England.

She was born in Virginia.
She spent some time here in Lynchburg.

Her father was a tobacco baron.

My sister really felt

the pedigree was very important,
and she wanted to be the...

leader of Lynchburg Society, I think, and...

Mommy was a feisty woman

and Pop, uh, sort of
modeled himself after Churchill.

So, if you can imagine
a Churchill and a Lady Astor flashing,

loving each other
and raising a family together,

it... it was a wonderful family.

My sister had two children
with her first husband.

Derek had been married before as well
and had the three kids.

It was a good relationship.

Derek and Nancy
only had one child together,

Elizabeth Roxanne Haysom.

Elizabeth was ten years younger
than her half-siblings.

She dressed in all black.

And she had earrings, short hair.
It was very spiky.

She was just kind of punky and bubbly.

She lit up a room when she walked in it,
and you knew she was there.

So, she was a lot like her mom
in that respect.

I think Elizabeth really loved her mother.

I would see them walking hand-in-hand,

you know, like schoolgirls,
down the street.

I'd see her spending time with her father
on the front porch, talking.

So, that night,
I really felt like, "This is awful."

She was 20 years old
and lost both of her parents

and in such a way.

For the Bedford County
Sheriff's Department,

their work has just begun.

They'll be working all through the night,
trying to piece evidence together.

I'm Chuck Reid. Uh...

I've been in law enforcement for 30 years.

I originally started out in 1980

with the Bedford County Sheriff's Office.

I'd worked several homicides
prior to that,

but that was probably the worst.

There it is, y'all.

You know,
I was, like, in my thirties,

and Ricky was in his twenties, I guess.
It's been many years ago.

I was probably the fourth or fifth officer
on the scene.

My first assignment
was to canvas the neighbors,

asking them if they knew the Haysom's,
and if they'd seen anything that day.

It was probably six o'clock that evening

when I was allowed
to go inside the residence,

um, walked in the front door.

It was just... It...
I'd never seen anything like that before.

I can still see and visualize everything,
just almost perfectly.

You don't forget things like that.

You step in,
and it's like a slaughterhouse.

A scene like that,
you can smell it and you can taste it...

...when there's that much blood.

You were just
kind of overcome with emotion.

I was thinking it was a group
or a gang of people

who came in here and did this.

Mr. Haysom was stabbed 36 times,
and his throat was cut from ear to ear.

Severed every major structure in his neck.

They were almost decapitated.

The thing that made
the biggest impression to me

was at how she died.

Her throat was cut from behind.

She had a gold necklace on.
It was probably about as big as my pinky,

and it was down in her windpipe.

The blood in the kitchen floors
was so thick and so deep

that it had actually pooled up
away from the floor.

These people were not simply killed.

There was a lot of hatred here.

We took over a thousand pictures
of this scene.

Went to Richmond to get them developed.

They have a unit down there
that investigates satanic... killings.

They started picking out stuff
in the pictures.

Mr. Haysom
had a V cut in his chin.

Markings in the floor
beside of Mr. Haysom,

like a 666, the way the body was rubbed

and smeared
around the contour of the body.

And according to them,
that was another aspect of satanic.

From then on,
Bedford County was not the same.

Voodoo, black magic,

you know, fear of the unknown
when somebody dies,

that... that gets your juices flowing.

Everybody was looking at everybody.

There were all kinds of stupid things
that came up,

and, uh, it was... ridiculous, but...

that's what happens.

We were so shocked about the whole thing.

We just didn't know what to think.

We held onto
all of our information.

It was not a good time
to be wearing a uniform.

There was a lot of pressure.

Investigators
really don't know all that much more

than they did
when the bodies were discovered.

But it is hoped that by checking
every detail meticulously,

sooner or later,
a breakthrough will occur.

Ricky and I lived this case.

I'd wake up at two or three o'clock
in the morning,

just sit up on the side of the bed,
just thinking,

"What do we need to do?"

It was very obvious to us
there was no forced entry.

There was a little storage space
under the stairs.

And that's where we found
Mrs. Haysom's pocketbook.

Money was in it.
Nothing stolen, nothing taken.

And no forced entry,
then that tells you right there

that they didn't kill these people
because of robbery.

Well, of course, there were...
there was tons of evidence.

We sent truckloads of things to the lab.

There was a local fire marshal here

and I was sent to him and got his saw.

I didn't even know
what it was for at the time.

I found out later

that they were actually
cutting the footprint up out of the...

up out of the floor.

In the bathroom,
there was blood found.

So, someone took a shower
before they left.

It was hair
that was found in the sink there.

That was tested.
It didn't match Mr. or Mrs. Haysom.

That tells me,
that whoever was there knows that place

and knows to be relaxed enough
that I can do this

and nobody is going
to be coming around to bother me.

You could see Mr. Haysom
lying out of the dining room,

just inside the living room door.

Into the dining room, you could see

where the floor
was just smeared with blood.

The place settings
were still on the dining room table.

The chairs were pushed back
from the table.

There was only two place settings there.

You can see Mrs. Haysom
lying on the kitchen floor

with a similar wound,
as far as the throat was concerned.

We had 18 or 19 investigators
working on this case.

You know, we didn't...
we didn't leave any stone unturned.

Everyone felt
extremely sorry for Elizabeth.

She organized the funeral.

She arranged
what would happen at the funeral.

During the service,

she got up
and read a passage out of the Bible.

Everyone had a lot of empathy for her.

Everybody loved Elizabeth
because she was the youngest.

She kind of pulled all the...
the family members together.

She came across
as a very loving daughter

who really loved her family, her parents.

Basically, expressed to us
that she worshipped her parents

and was thankful
for all that they had done for her.

I talked to Elizabeth
five days after the bodies were found.

It was just
an informational type interview.

It wasn't anything accusatory.

Chief,
could I bum one off you?

Yes, ma'am.

The front door to your house,
was that kept locked or...

Only when they went to bed.

Did they have a maid or anything
that came in?

They tried that and...
but he just found it uncomfortable,

having such a small house.

Did your mother like to keep house?

- No.
- She didn't like to keep house?

She was brought up
with servants. Both my parents

were brought up with servants.

Her accent was impressive.
Obviously, she was very intelligent.

Did your father
have money coming in?

He had a couple of pensions.

I think they were fairly pathetic.

I mean, I think he got something like,

I don't know,
150 dollars a year or something, you know.

Their money basically came from capital.

I mean, they still sent me on,

you know, a thousand-dollar trip
to Yugoslavia, you know.

She never showed any emotion whatsoever.

Which was a little strange to me.

We asked her
where she was that weekend,

and she explained to us

that she was a freshman
at the University of Virginia,

and she had a boyfriend

by the name of Jens Soering
who was the son of a German diplomat.

That particular weekend,
they rented a car in Charlottesville

and drove up to Washington D.C.,

you know, sightseeing around D.C.

and then drove back
to Charlottesville on Sunday.

We wrote that down and sort of
put that in a memory bank

for later.

Well, a couple days after
our initial interview with Elizabeth,

we got the rental car agreement.

We found that there had been
669 miles put on that car that weekend.

I'm sitting there thinking,
"Wait a minute,

it's about a hundred-mile drive to D.C."

But it was like 440
some extra miles on the car.

And that's another thing
was strange to me.

Myself and one of the other investigators
drove to Charlottesville

and met Elizabeth
to get a second interview.

Elizabeth gave her fingerprints.
She was more than cooperative.

I said, "We need to talk
a little bit more about this rental car."

She explained
that her and her boyfriend had gotten lost

several times over the weekend.

If you get on Route 29 at Charlottesville,

that's going to take you
straight into Washington D.C.

So, how can anybody get lost?

Things just... just didn't add up.

It's approximately 120 miles
from Charlottesville to Washington D.C.,

240 miles round trip.

Then we added in the miles
to Loose Chippings back to D.C.

And Charlottesville.

And it was pretty close to 669 miles.

That was the big thing.

That kind of threw up
a red light right there.

I said, "How can we get ahold
of this Jens fellow?"

And she said that he was quite busy
and she would have him contact us.

He never did that.

He never would call us back.

We would go to Charlottesville
to his apartment,

and he wouldn't be there.

So, one of the priorities
we put at the top of the list

was to sit down
and talk to this, uh, Jens Soering

because he obviously was avoiding us.

I came to the University of Virginia
as an Echols scholar.

The Echols Scholars Program
brings in the top 6% of the entering class

and puts them all
in the first-year dorm together.

It's an intense and...
and heady sort of time.

You're in a whole dorm full
of the smartest kids in the school,

you know, coming from everywhere.

In 1984,
Jens Soering and Elizabeth Haysom

came to college as Echols scholars
one year behind me.

Jens was from a diplomatic household.

His father had been dispatched
from Germany to the Atlanta area.

Jens went to
a very good private high school.

Jens was both an Echols scholar
and a Jefferson scholar.

The Jefferson Program actually provides
a full academic free ride.

The friends that Elizabeth and Jens
and I had in common

continue to marvel to this day,
continue to say,

"We don't know what she saw in him."

Everybody was surprised
that these two ended up together.

Many people have said,

"You don't even want
to be in the room with Jens."

He is so argumentative and so arrogant,

no one liked him.

Can you describe
the first evening with her? How you met?

Yes.

Yes, so...

25th August,

1984 was my first day
at the University of Virginia.

We were all carrying our few belongings
into the student dorm.

And I saw a female student.

She was really hot.

So, I started chatting to her.

Um...

Briefly, I saw her roommate.

That roommate was Elizabeth Haysom.

She looked totally different
from all the other students.

She looked like she hadn't washed.

Um...

With her ruffled-up hair. Um...

She was always going outside to smoke.
Of course, none of us others smoked.

She spoke differently too.
She had this British accent.

I met him
the very first day I was there.

There was a barbecue
for the Echols scholars in the evening.

And I was introduced to him.

My very first thought of him
was that he was...

he was very rude.

He was very hostile,
he was very aggressive.

But he was also very brilliant.

He was introduced to me
as the German. And I think...

that appealed to me.

We were all nerds. We were all the same.

But she'd led this crazy life.

She went to a British boarding school
and ran away with her lesbian friend.

They travelled back and forth
across Europe for a year and a half.

Um...

And she shot heroin.
That's what she told us.

So, here was a young woman
who was very attractive,

but who was also a foreigner.

So, like me,

she was also a bit of an outsider.

Elizabeth was two and a half years
older than me.

At 18, that's a big difference.

Lots of boys were in love with her.

Some girls too,
because she said she was a lesbian.

Of course,
we were always thinking about literature.

I wanted to learn from her.

I only wrote articles
for the school paper.

She was writing a whole novel.
I thought that was great.

"Dear Jens... Jens, I love you."

"I love you selfishly,
and I love you with pain."

"For ten years, I've been despising myself
and you changed that."

"All my defenses are down."

"You are the only person I've ever loved."

It was a real shock for me.

I admired her so.

"Age and decrepitude

can have no terrors for me."

"Loss and vicissitude cannot appall me."

"Not even death can dismay me."

"Fixed in the certainty
of love unchanging,

I feel utterly secure in you."

"I am a part of you."

"Elizabeth."

"Dear Liz,

I do love you."

"I do love you more
than I have loved anybody,

and I love you differently
than I've loved anybody before."

"You have been there to prop me up
as I was just about to go under."

"I love you forever and ever.
Yours, Jens."

For the first time,

I had the feeling,
"Here's someone who accepts me."

Despite all my weaknesses,
she loved me.

That affirmation was one factor.

The other, to be quite honest, was sex.

It was the first time in my life...

I had sexual intercourse.

On their return
from the summer break in September,

I phoned Elizabeth
in Charlottesville at school.

Ricky and I, we went to UVA,

talked to Elizabeth
and we got her footprints and her blood.

Everyone we had as a person of interest,
we got their footprints

and compared those
to the suspect prints at the scene.

That's what a criminal investigation is,

you're trying to eliminate people.

And if you eliminate people,
then you can move on to the next person.

Jens finally did agree
to drive to Bedford County on October 6th.

When he walked
into the office that day, he was like...

a little nerd.

His cheeks were real rosy, real timid.

With the big, thick,
black-framed glasses and...

He's a kid.

Just like a little momma's boy.

We took about
a four-hour interview with him.

You've got about
400 unaccountable miles on the car, okay?

Y'all must have been pretty lost
to put 429 extra miles on the car.

Well, I don't recall
any major trips, but...

we did a lot of driving around Washington,
looking at the sights.

Okay? Because it was drizzling.
And, um, it was really nasty.

It was... It was cold and not nice.

It was getting to the point where I was,

you know, I was just...
"I don't believe you."

We need your fingerprints.

Then we need your anatomical footprints,
and we need your blood.

Um... Being German,
I don't like police.

My grandfather was hassled a lot
by the Nazis, okay?

He thought that he was
just smarter than what we were.

He didn't realize that we didn't
fall off a turnip truck yesterday.

We had decided
that we were gonna do

the good cop, bad cop.

I let it be known that I thought
he had something to do with the murders.

This guy, Reid, was taking Jens' side.

Well, I'm 99% sure
at this point that you did not do it.

I can't say 100%
because we haven't got your blood

or footprints to send for elimination.

Okay. Well, the thing is,

I feel very threatened by the idea
that it could have potential effects

on my family, on me and on my future.

We could go talk
to the Commonwealth's Attorney

with the evidence we have right now.

Okay, I'm going to be point-blank,

- and it's on tape.
- Sure.

And if... if tit came to tat,

then there would be problems, I'm sure.

- We could go that route.
- Mm-hm.

You know, and ruin your future.

So, when he left that day,

he told me, he said, "Look."
He said, "Let me go back to university."

"I'll think about it and give you a call
and let you know what I've decided to do."

I got a call
about ten o'clock, Sunday night.

We needed to get to Charlottesville,

that Elizabeth and Jens
had skipped the country.

And when they ran,
all suspicion went out the window.

Everybody thought, "Ah, they did it."

The car had been found
in the parking garage at the airport.

I contacted Interpol.

Just told them, "We don't have enough
to get warrants for them."

"We have no idea where they are."

We met up in Paris.

From there, we drove to Luxembourg.

From Luxembourg to Yugoslavia.

From Yugoslavia to Italy.

"Dearest all, what is the point to life

if we forsake those
who love and trust us most?"

"I must destroy my way of life here."

"I must follow and support Jens."

"We believe in the same things

and are searching for a similar life."

Elizabeth and Jens
had left letters for their family

and for the investigators.

"Dear Officers Reid and Gardner."

"I'm certain that sooner or later
you will become involved

in whatever investigation
may be made into my disappearance."

"I assume that,
especially you Mr. Gardner,

will be very excited by now,
which is why I hate to disappoint you."

"Well, that's not exactly true."

"I'm afraid you must remain,
as Officer Reid put it,

only 99% sure of my innocence."

And then we flew from Austria to Thailand.

We thought we could get jobs there,
and I could take Thai citizenship

because I was born there.
But it didn't work out.

So, we flew from Thailand
via Malaysia to England.

While on the run, we thought
the whole world was looking for us.

That meant we had no choice
but to stick together

and isolate ourselves from everybody else.

We couldn't talk to anybody

because we had this terrible secret.

We automatically assumed,
we'll let something slip.

Our money ran out.

And we were afraid of taking normal jobs.

Um... We thought...

"Oh, boy! You're in trouble now."

I worked at the time
in a small police station

in Richmond, London.

I'd been working there for almost a year
in the criminal investigation department.

A lot of the time, it's not so exciting.
We're not racing around in fast cars

and doing this, and doing all sorts
of Starsky and Hutch moves. We're not.

A lot of it is paperwork.

It was just a normal mundane day.

But it was the telephone
on my desk that rang.

A store detective
from a local store

had become highly suspicious

of a young couple
purchasing goods in the store.

I knew the store detective,

and I knew she was very,
very good at her job.

And I said, "If she was suspicious,

arrest them and bring them
into the police station."

The female suspect
was most indignant, but...

something was... something was wrong.

We started to question them both

and we discovered an address
that they were living at.

We took him, and we went
and searched the apartment.

We did find
several other bags of clothing.

Wigs.

False identifications.

We found his passport
in the name of Jens Soering,

and another passport in the name
of Elizabeth Roxanne Haysom.

From that point,
the picture started coming together.

Thailand was the place
where they had a lot of forgeries made.

Driver's licenses, student cards.

Which allowed them to get a checkbook.

They were buying clothing on a check.

And then they took that clothing back,
saying it didn't fit

or it wasn't the style
that they really wanted.

They were getting cash back.

Most certainly, the fraud was successful.

Their gain was in the region
of about 6,000 pounds.

I just don't know how they hit
on the idea, but they knew the system.

In the apartment,
we found lots and lots of lots of letters.

Diaries.

We didn't know whether the letters
were part of the fraud,

so we decided to put everything together

and study it at a later date.

Time went on, of course,
but my colleague, Terry Wright,

who was a detective constable,
he was reading the letters.

Picking out various extracts,
which really led him to think

that something untowards
had happened in Virginia.

The letters were quite lengthy,

and some of them
were written in diary form.

"My dearest Jens,

a day of raining loneliness."

"This morning, I built my father a desk
for his computer."

"It took all morning."

"I didn't smoke."

And then right out of the blue,
there were these little extracts

that gave us the clue
to what was happening.

"My parents began to drink."

"My mother begins her sixth gin."

"I pray she'll use the poker
on my cold, goading father."

"Would it be possible
to hypnotize my parents,

do voodoo on them, will them to death?"

"Why don't my parents
just lie down and die?"

"I despise them so much."

That letter was before
the Christmas of 1984.

And then, of course,

we found another letter
back from Jens to Elizabeth.

"Dear Liz,
I love you. Je t'aime. Ich liebe dich."

"Love is a form of meditation

and the ultimate weapon
against your parents."

"Depending on his mental
and emotional flexibility,

your father, for example,

could quite well die
from a confrontation with it."

"My God, how I've
got the dinner scene planned out."

"By the way, yes,
voodoo, etc. is possible."

There's no doubt about it.
Those letters turn this case.

If Terry hadn't gone
through those letters, word by word,

he would have never made
the telephone call to Ricky Gardner.

May 25th of 1986...

I received a telephone call
from a detective constable, Terry Wright.

Of course,
he'd seen the mention of two names,

of, uh, Gardner and Reid,
amongst diary entries.

From that point on,
he did a lot of work to... to find him.

He asked me
if I knew Jens or Elizabeth Haysom,

and I said, "Sure, I do."

Second question he asked me was,
"Are her parents dead?"

And I said, "Yes, they are."

And he said, "Well, let me ask you,"
he said, "Were they murdered?"

"Yes."

And he said, "Well, perhaps you might
want to fly over to London."

"I believe we have
the murderers locked up here,

and you may want
to come over and talk to them."

Well, you know, I'm not believing
this is happening.

I said, "You stay right where you are."

And I said,
"I'll call you back within an hour."

"Don't move. Don't leave the phone,
I'll call you right back."

I mean, you know, "Who are you again?"
You know? Right.

So, I drove up to the courthouse

to Commonwealth's Attorney,
Jim Updike's office

and I started telling him. I said,
"I just got off the phone with...

and then he told me... And Jens
and Elizabeth's in jail in England,

and I... You know,
we got to go over there".

The London Daily Mail
screamed the news,

Elizabeth Haysom and Jens Soering

are being held in a London jail.

The two were arrested for writing

about six thousand dollars in bad checks.

The story exploded,

and media from all over the world

got interested.

The voodoo killings.

Suddenly, Elizabeth was, quote, unquote,
"an heiress of the Astors,"

and Jens was her lover.

Sheriff's investigator Ricky Gardner

and Commonwealth's Attorney
James Updike are in London.

According to Scotland Yard,
they may question

the 23-year-old Haysom girl
and 19-year-old Jens Soering today

at the Richmond Police Station
in Southwest London.

More than a year after the murders,
police are hoping that by questioning

their daughter
and her boyfriend in London,

they're able to close the final chapter
on the bizarre case once and for all.

Over the next three days,

we interviewed Jens and Elizabeth
four, five times, keeping them separate.

They were never allowed
to be in the same room.

Elizabeth was brought
into the interview room

with her solicitor.

She saw those letters
laying out on their desk.

That was the ammunition
that we were gonna use.

She wouldn't answer any questions at all.

She would shake her head, nod her head.

She went from being very cooperative
to not cooperative at all.

And so, we had to start talking to Jens.

He knew his rights,
and he chose not to have a solicitor.

Always, throughout the four days,

he maintained a level of confidence.

And he was always in full control.

The following statement
is being taken from Jens Soering

on June 5th, 1986.

Okay, uh, Jens, let's start with Friday,

which was March 29th...

- Right.
- ...1985.

We picked up
from that interview in Bedford

and started talking
about the rental car again.

Well,
we drove to Washington D.C.

and checked into a motel.

And the next day, I drove
in a rented car back down to, uh...

- Lynchburg.
- Lynchburg.

And to be...
can you be more specific? Lynchburg...

At, um, the residence
of Derek and Nancy Haysom.

Okay.

He was always very, very careful
how he answered questions.

Now was anyone with you?

No, absolutely not.

You left Elizabeth
in... in Washington?

Yes, Elizabeth stayed in D.C.

Um... Going to cinema.

Was she preparing an alibi?

Um...

He wanted to stress
that Elizabeth wasn't there.

He went alone.

Did Elizabeth know
where you were going?

Oh, yes.
She knew where I was going, right.

Did she know
the reason you was going there?

I don't think...

that either she or I

were truly clear
about what was going to happen.

God knows, I was not at all...

set.

Set to do what?

Set to kill them.

He asked if the tape could be turned off,

and that happened numerous times.

Then the Sunday,
the 8th, I believe,

he made a confession
to Ricky Gardner but off tape.

He wouldn't let me record it,
he wouldn't let me take any notes.

So, then we went through it a second time
with Beever and Wright in the room.

Jens re-enacted the murder

and told us everything
that had taken place.

And it got to the very,
very end of the interview

and Terry's made this note.

This is what Jens said to us.

"I fell in love with a girl."

"We talked about killing her parents."

"I drove to her house and killed them."

"I got caught."

Today, we presented indictments on both

Jens and Elizabeth for murder.

After he confessed
that Sunday evening,

she rang the bell and wanted to talk.

She wanted to make it clear
that they were both equally as guilty.

Elizabeth Haysom faces
two first-degree murder charges.

Jens Soering,
two murder charges plus capital murder.

He faces the death penalty.

Prosecutor Jim Updike
says there's no timetable

on extradition proceedings.

It'll have to wait
until British authorities

are through with their own charges
before they will be released.

In jail in England,

Elizabeth wrote Jens a letter,
severing their relationship.

She said, "Look,
I'm going to go back to Virginia."

"I'm going to admit
to my part in my parents' death."

"I don't love you anymore."

"You're on your own."

We finally got her back in May of 1987.

At about 8:30 tonight,

the plane carrying
23-year-old Elizabeth Haysom

touched down in Roanoke.

The former University of Virginia student
was extradited by British authorities

and brought home by two US Marshals.

I went over to the jail
to visit with her.

She said to me, "I'm doing okay."
And, "I just want to take a deep breath."

And she took a deep breath,
and that was it.

She cut off all contact with everybody.

She was very remorseful
that her parents were gone.

What say you, are you guilty
as charged in the indictment

or not guilty?

Guilty as an accessory before the fact.

There was no more worry,
no more rumor mill about,

you know, some voodoo killing.

That all went away.

Elizabeth had made her bed,

and now she's going
to have to sleep in it.

She came into court,
very demure with a long dress.

Back it up.

With her hair back.
Wore black and white.

Black dresses, white dresses,
nothing of any color.

When she came into the courtroom,

I felt like she was assuming
the role of Joan of Arc,

that she was submitting herself
to the persecutors.

Here you have a young woman.

She was very bright,
she was very brilliant,

and her entire future blew up

right in front of her face.

I just cannot
wrap my head around it.

Why... why she would want her parents dead?

People who have given you life?

The questions gotta be that,
why did Elizabeth go do this?

I mean, this... this has got to be awful.

This has got to be
the worst thing in the world.

Ms. Haysom,

the major question that I'd like to ask is

why did your parents die?

Why?

Why?

Why?