All language subtitles for Murder In The Heartland 1993

When you say goodbye, that'll be the
day. When you make me cry, you say you

don't mean it. You know it's a lie, but
that'll be the day.

When I die.

Charlie? Young lady?

Hey, Gus.

Where you been?

Thought you were coming out hunting last
week. Got screwed up.

I'll do it soon, I promise.

Figured I'd come out here getting a
little target practice.

I'll be my guest.

Just don't wake up the corn.

Be real quiet.

Pretty good.

You're getting better.

It's like you're the greatest.

Catch me if you can.

I'm over here.

Know what we should do?

What? Build a cabin.

There's no TV out here.

Yeah, and there's nobody telling us what
to do.

What about money?

We couldn't buy anything.

I'll get you some money.

How? By hauling trash seven days a week?

I ain't gonna be hauling trash no more.

What do you want?

Put your hands up.

Put them up!

Don't shoot, please.

I ain't gonna shoot you.

Unless you make me.

I won't.

I promise.

I've got a wife.

With her first baby on the way.

My girl's expecting, too.

That's why I need your money.

Open the safe.

Open the safe.

I can't.

I don't know the combination.

As long as the manager's got it, I
swear.

Cash box.

Cash box!

How

much

is there?

About $130 and a bunch of change.

It's not...

don't you?

No.

Don't go lying to me. I hate people
lying to me.

Okay.

Okay.

I've seen you in the station before.

Shall anyone, I promise, if I did, you'd
always know where to find me.

Get out.

People got to learn.

Hey, don't get in my way.

Don't get me wrong, I feel good about
this.

Real good.

I was going to make my mark.

There's something real bad.

Watch out, ladies and gentlemen, watch
out.

Days of Charlie Stark, Weatherby, and
everybody's whipping boy are over.

As long as I got Carol, and these fellas
here,

it's all the friends I need.

One of my deputies found the gas station
unattended, so he radioed in a report.

Just for the record, gentlemen, this is
the first homicide we've had in the

county this entire year.

Sorry, fellas, I just need the county
attorney for a few minutes.

You're taking this new job seriously.

Got to, Elmer. Nobody thinks I'm a real
reporter anymore because I work for a

television station.

Okay, if you can stand right here.

All ready?

Give me one minute.

Any idea who could have done something
like this?

Well, our guest is a transient, so we'll
be checking home to motels and asking

people to watch for anyone casually
spending money or buying things with

change.

Look.

Nancy. You going to see Carol today?

Yeah. You tell her I want to talk to her
about that sweater she wanted me to

knit? I will.

Cooking, good looking.

Hey Chuck.

I got a little something for you.

What are you doing here?

You like it?

I love it.

The prettiest thing I've ever seen.

There's room in our back to get our
names engraved.

How could you afford this? It must have
cost you a fortune.

I robbed a bank.

I mean it, Carol Ann. Get in here now.

Howdy, Mrs. Bartlett.

I said now.

I'm going to be in big trouble.

I'll be at my place around five.

I say we get in the car and go.

Go where?

Washington, maybe.

Stay with my brother, Leonard.

It rains a lot, but I hear it's real
pretty.

I'd rather go someplace sunny.

Like Florida.

Miami Beach.

I don't care where we go as long as
we're together.

Where have you been?

Out. You should have been home four
hours ago.

I was just out.

Don't get fresh with me. You tell me
where you've been.

I'll tell you where she's been.

She's been off fornicating with her
lover boy. Marion Bartlett, I will not

that kind of talk in my house.

Well, this is my house, too, and that
girl is bringing shame on all of us. I

not. You just watch. Any day now, she'll
come home and say that she's expecting,

and then good old Charlie Starkweather
will drop her like a hot potato.

He don't know nothing about me and
Charlie.

Maybe he ain't all grand.

At least he don't go around yelling at
me and calling me names.

Hey, listen, young lady.

I got a right to take my strap to you.

No! No!

Don't you think I know what she was
expecting?

Woman, nobody knows nothing in this
house.

doing? I told you I'd pick you up.

I can't go with you today, Chuck.

Why not?

I just can't.

You gotta.

No.

You're coming.

Leave me alone. Get off

me. You're hurting me.

You're crazy.

Let's wait for a second.

I was rough with you.

But I had a real bad day.

Got in a fight with my boss. Got fired.

How'd that happen?

No matter. Stick a hole in trash anyhow.

Come on. Don't be mad at me.

I need a friend right now.

Probably was going to the movies.

I'm sorry, Chuck. I just can't see you
anymore.

What are you talking about?

It's causing too many problems at home.
It's just no good right now.

I can't believe I'm hearing this.

I'm sorry, Chuck.

I've got to be getting home.

Just cool me for a second, all right?

Let me talk to your folks, straighten
things out.

They won't listen.

I'm sure they will. I'll make them
listen.

It's just going to make everything
worse.

I think it would be better if you
started dating other girls, too.

What the hell does that mean?

You seen someone else?

No, Charlie.

Of course not.

You know how I feel about you.

And I never felt this way about any
other girl.

About any other thing.

So you better know.

If I can't have you, nobody can.

You understand?

Please, let me go.

You better understand.

What do you want?

I was hoping we could have a little
talk.

I got you these.

All right.

Carol says you won't ever see me
anymore.

That's right.

She's too young and foolish to be
running around with trash like you.

But I love her.

I do.

Don't I count for something? I'll tell
you what it counts for.

I got a two -year -old baby.

And I don't want to be a grandmother
next year. Stop raising your

child.

Look, I ain't going to argue with you
about this. Will you just go?

And shaded from the sun by a colorful
parchment umbrella.

And a gourmet chuck wagon.

What are you doing here?

Ain't going until we straighten this
out.

Ain't nothing come between me and Carol.

Marianne, get out of here.

What?

What's going on in here?

Come here.

Talk about me and Carol.

But your wife don't want to.

There ain't nothing to talk about, so
get the hell out of here.

No, sir, there's a lot to talk about.

Get!

Get!

even try to see my stepdaughter again.

What are

you doing

back? Where's your husband?

What are you doing?

Start with our chant.

Where is everybody?

Why are you acting so crazy?

Where's my mother?

My dad would kill you if he knew you
were here.

I took your family to a hideout, I know.

What?

What are you talking about?

As long as you do as I tell you, you'll
be okay.

listen so i told you i ain't gonna let
nobody right nothing come

between us once they come to their
senses i'll let them go

Hi, Carol.

I thought I'd bring the baby by to see
Mother.

Can't come in today, Barbara.
Everybody's got the flu.

Really? Even Mother?

Everybody. No, please, you just go home.

Well, let me go inside the house for a
second. You want your baby to get sick?

If you know what's good for you, you'll
just go home.

Why are you acting like this, Carol?

Go on.

It's going to go inside for a second.
Get!

All right, I'm going.

Barbara?

What?

Listen, I'm sorry I was so cranky.

If you don't go home, Mother's going to
get hurt real bad.

She will. Why? What are you talking
about?

I can't say right now.

Just please go home. You've got to...

Well, I had to make sure she believed me
so she wouldn't come back.

Think she will?

No.

Good.

Then I don't need more interruptions.

What you doing?

I'm in the mood, Chuck.

Because you're mad at me, right?

Of course I'm mad at you.

I'm going to... I'll get out and get my
phone.

All right.

Carol?

Carol, please, open the door.

And don't open the door, you hear?

There's nothing to worry about, Granny.
I'm nursing him fine.

I'm not worried about germs, child. Not
at my age.

Please, let me in.

Go away, Granny.

You've got to go away.

Then don't you tell me he's not.

Mark my words, Carol.

I'm coming back.

I'm going after her. No, you leave her
alone.

Come on, kill me.

Chuck, wake up.

The police are here.

Hi.

Can I help you?

Yes. Your brother -in -law asked us to
investigate a possible problem out here.

My brother -in -law?

Name of Bob Von Bush.

Oh, well.

I know him, but we're not even on
speaking terms.

He's a bit of a troublemaker, you know.

Well, ain't nothing wrong with here,
save for everybody being sick.

Why are you turning everybody away?

Sir, doctor's orders.

Who is your doctor?

I think his name is Parson.

Would you like me to wake up my mother
and make sure?

No, it's okay.

Just don't get sick, too.

What?

We got to get out of here.

Over here.

What's the matter?

You sounded awful worried on the phone.

Something's not right. Pansy Street was
over here with the police, and nobody's

seen your brother Charlie or my in -laws
in over a week. I don't know what's

going on, but we better check it out
ourselves. Come on in. The front door's

locked.

Anybody home?

How come the cops didn't see this?

That's from my father -in -law's 14th.

It's no use, Chuck.

Now what?

You got me.

Well, Gus, the place is nearby.

I'll just wait here until you get back.

We ain't splitting up and we ain't
staying here.

Come on, it's getting cold.

My feet hurt.

Want me to carry you?

Would you?

Sure.

Get your old glasses, please.

See if you can use that grubby old tub
of yours.

I wonder if he has hot water all the way
up there.

Who's there?

You better speak up.

It's me, Gus.

Charlie Starkweather.

Charlie, what the heck are you doing out
here this time of day?

The car got stuck on the fire road.

My little schoolhouse.

Hi.

Remember Carol?

Of course I do.

Still don't know what such a pretty
girl's doing with an ox like you.

Gonna need the horses.

Pull the car out.

You know where they are.

Why in the world were you driving that
muddy road?

You must have stopped down there once
before, didn't you?

You're not here for no electric us.

You gotta help wean them off them stupid
pills.

Next you'll be trying to drive across
Pawnee Lake.

What you laughing at?

Nothing.

Nothing, Charlie.

Better watch what you're saying, old
man.

Tell you what, Charlie. When the good
Lord handed out brains, you must have

in the potty.

Rodney, look at this.

What do you make of that?

Stay away, everybody thick with the flu,
Miss Bartlett.

Who's Miss Bartlett?

That's what they call the baby.

How's that figure?

Come on.

I can't believe the police didn't even
look back there. Check the sheds.

God!

Oh, my God.

Oh, God, the baby, too. Oh, my God. Oh,
my God!

Thought you said, oh, good, she's going
to help us. Now what are we going to do?

We're going to help herself.

Like that.

Why don't you run a tub?

Take a bath.

Loosen up.

You expect me to take a bath with a dead
man lying on the floor?

At least you ain't going to worry about
him peeking in on you.

I ain't taking no for an answer.

Hallelujah.

We're outlaws, Carol.

I can just find some money.

I can't trust Bill.

Bingo.

Maybe I'll go to have some money set
somewhere.

Chuck, why don't you go on ahead now, on
your own, and I'll just stay here.

What are you talking about?

I don't like any of this.

Sure you do.

No, I don't.

I want to go home.

We're in this together, Carol.

To the end.

No matter what happens, you'll always be
my girl.

Promise me that much, won't you?

Yeah.

You know how to be standing, how to be
falling.

This is better than a Saturday matinee.

I don't know, I guess once I got over
the initial shock, the first thing that

went through my mind was, how could
Little Red have done such a thing?

When you say Little Red, you're
referring to your brother, Charles

Yes, ma 'am. He was a dead shot, and he
knew more about firearms than anybody.

It hurts me to say, but I'm pretty sure
my little brother was behind all this.

I'll take it.

You got an update, Elmer?

See what everybody's finding there,
Elmer. Come on, Elmer, watch the door.

The coroner's preliminary report
indicates...

Her parents died of small caliber wounds
to the body.

A little girl from a skull fracture.

Time of death has not been determined,
but we can safely say it was at least

several days ago.

Have there been any arrests?

No, but we are seeking for questioning
Carol Ann Fugate, Mrs. Bartlett's 14

-year -old daughter from a previous
marriage, and her boyfriend, Charles

Stardweather. Are they your prime
suspects?

Well, let's just say we hope they'll be
able to shed some light on our

investigation.

Excuse us. Come on, Elmer, level.

Grandmother's ready.

Betty and me, that's what I always
called her.

We were very close.

Very.

In between divorcing Carol's father and
getting married again,

we lived in the same building.

We used to have breakfast together every
morning, and then we'd visit back and

forth.

Now I won't see her anymore.

With that little baby.

I'm sorry, I can't... I'm sorry too,
Miss Street, for imposing on you at a

like this.

Perhaps it'd be better if we...

Talk to you again tomorrow.

Yes, perhaps it would be better.

But you all have to believe she didn't
know anything about all this.

She loved her mama and her baby sister.

We appreciate you telling us this, ma
'am. We really do.

But what we don't understand is why did
she stay on knowing her parents had been

killed?

Why did she keep turning visitors like
yourself away?

As God is my witness, she didn't know
anything about these killings.

I just pray to the Lord that that poor
girl is still alive.

Can I stop and get something to eat?

I'm starved.

Pull in here.

Tire's flat.

Get it fixed, get something to eat.

Need anything else, Dad?

Any chance you could swing by American
Legion, pick up some membership cards?

Sure. Since you'll be working late, I
can drop them back.

No, just bring them home.

Say hi to Carol for me.

I will.

I want some real food.

There's a diner next door.

We'll order some cheeseburgers and fries
to go. I'll be over in a minute.

Your order will be up in a minute.

Need another dollar.

Get back to old Guff's place.

Spend the night there.

I want my tea.

At least he doesn't creeps.

I'm tired. I'm going to freeze my butt
off sleeping in the car.

That'll be, um, $2 .35.

Put you outside.

Thank you.

Right now.

He can wait a minute.

Oh, no, you go on. I can finish that.

It's a school night now, so don't be
late.

Don't worry.

I'll be home early.

Hey.

Hi. How you doing?

Good, how are you?

Good.

You got away okay?

Yeah. Great. You look really nice. Thank
you.

Transmitting bucket.

We're being punished for coming back
here.

I just knew this wasn't right.

Save your preaching for Sunday school.

I'm not preaching.

I just don't want to go back to that
place.

All right, son.

I'm off.

Kansas. Kansas?

You're going to Kansas, Chucky.

You're walking by yourself.

Might be. I'm going straight to hell and
you're coming with me.

Looks like your prayers have been
answered.

You need some help?

Yeah, he's right in town.

Transmission's broke.

Okay, hop in.

Why don't I put those in the trunk?

Ain't loaded.

You sure?

Absolutely positive.

Okay.

Hi.

Hi.

I'm Bob, and this is Kara.

I'm Charlie.

And this is Carol.

How about that?

Yeah, she spells it funny.

With an I.

I'm sure it's lucky we happened by this
way.

Say that again.

They're nervous wrecks. It's not like my
son to stay out this late.

Especially on school night.

I gotta figure that they had car trouble
somewhere.

Else they'd have called.

Confirming the missing girl's name is
Carol King?

Uh, yeah.

That's right.

She was wearing a blue sweater and
saddle shoes.

Roger, we'll put this right out.

I sure hope they didn't run into
Starkweather.

Yeah, it's 10 -4.

He said something about bad weather.

Now there's a Starkweather Charles
Starkweather. He's wanted for triple

over in Lincoln Triple murders. What are
you talking about?

Believe me, sir. It's nothing to worry
about we figure this Starkweather

character left the state a good 12 hours
ago Why don't you go on home?

I bet your son and his girlfriend are
waiting for you

Hello. It's Merle.

We just found Charlie Starkweather's
car.

Where? Outside Bennett.

We got a farmhouse surrounded where we
think he's hiding.

We're just waiting for some tear gas.

All right, I'm on my way.

What do we have here?

I've been talking to him. He's not
responding. I want to go in and take

Try it again.

No sense kidding yourself, Charlie.

You can step out right now with your
hands up, or we're going to force you

You've got one minute to make up your
mind.

Not a second longer.

Let's move it.

Oh,

God.

Hold your fire. I'm coming out.

God.

Killed the old man and tore up the
place.

Never had a chance.

What's that?

Shot him right in the back.

Nobody here.

Glad I got rid of those books. They're
bad luck.

You're bad luck.

Thanks, bad luck.

Fuck this old hog.

Where are we going?

What is it, Elmer?

Another murder?

Two.

Missing teenagers from Bennett.

And it wasn't just murder.

I've never seen anything like that in
all my years.

Well, there's no doubt about it now.

I've got a mad dog killer on my hands.

I don't need my glasses.

But you, how come you didn't eat?

I don't feel good.

You didn't eat.

I have to go to the bathroom.

Check,

please.

Come on, we gotta get going.

What are you doing in here?

Can I even go off my face?

You know how we heard about it?

It was a news bulletin on the radio.

Oh, my God.

You'd think somebody would have the
decency to tell us first.

I agree with you, Mr. Jensen.

It was awful and inexcusable.

And one of the reasons I'm here is to
personally offer my apologies.

For a parent to have to hear something
like this out of the blue.

Believe me, the last thing I want to do
is make excuses.

But nobody, not my people, the police,
the press, nobody was

thinking straight on this.

Everyone was in such a state of shock
and panic.

Why would anybody want to hurt Carol and
Bob?

They were such good kids.

As a parent myself, I can't even imagine
the loss you're feeling right now.

But as your county prosecutor, Mrs.
King, I swear to you that I will spend

minute of every day to make sure these
killers are captured, convicted, and

punished without mercy.

You have my solemn word on this.

Lancaster County Attorney Elmer Shields
said police in all adjoining states are

helping in the manhunt and roadblocks
are being set up.

The first -degree murder charges were
filed late Tuesday night.

Mr. Shields said one of the victims, a
16 -year -old girl, had been subjected

an unnatural sex attack.

What are you listening to?

Basketball scores.

And in today's weather, the temperature
outside right now, 32 degrees... I just

had a great idea.

What?

Go back to Lincoln.

The part of town you never saw?

My old garbage route.

What are we doing now?

We're going to suck out.

Here?

Mm -hmm.

Too tired to think.

This is the last place anybody would
look for us.

We'll see you on Wednesday.

Good.

Thank you. Remember, have a meeting with
the governor. It'll be a little late.

Okay. Good luck.

to haul this guy's trash every Thursday.

Bet he makes more in a day than my old
man makes in a year.

He's heading for the garage.

We just found some of the Jensen boys'
school books along the west shoulder of

Route 6.

No, it's not much, but at least we've
got a trail.

Are you deaf or something?

Right.

Right.

Who else is in the house?

Let's go down and see what Lillian can
whip up for us

You better turn that off before you burn
the house down.

Oh, my God.

Do it.

Get rid of that dog.

Nobody gets hurt.

You got a real nice place here, man.

Real nice.

This here is my girlfriend, Carol.

Nice to meet you, Carol.

Please, you can put those guns away.

You can trust us.

We'll do anything you say.

Well, for starters, how about making
some pancakes?

Carol, take the maid and lock her up
somewhere.

She's deaf, so write her a note.

now believe the young fugitives may have
already left the state. Fueling that

speculation was the announcement that
federal charges of unlawful flight to

avoid prosecution have been filed
against Starkweather and Fugate, and the

has now officially entered the case.

In addition, FBI Director J. Edgar
Hoover has urged a nationwide crackdown

halt the rise of juvenile crime, blaming
the Starkweather incident on, quote,

muddled sentimentalists and confused
psychiatrists.

This has been a special bulletin. We now
return to our regularly scheduled

program.

Turn it off.

How about that?

FBI's after me.

Hello? Oh,

hi. Can I call you back later? I was
just running out the door.

Very good.

I promise.

It was just a friend.

May I go upstairs and change?

funny business.

You know?

What you doing?

Can't blame a guy for looking, though,
can you?

You're such a classy lady.

Don't worry, you pretty lady.

I'll be waiting right here.

I'll be waiting for you right now.

I'll be coming in for you.

You know, it's a great country.

A couple of weeks ago, I was hauling
your trash.

Now I'm the lord of the matter.

What happened?

Tried to kill me.

Is she dead?

I don't know. Where's the knight?

He's in the cellar.

Abracadabra. What do you think?

I think it looks weird.

I bet we could.

Are we going to leave now?

Hold your horses.

If you put something nice on this place,
it's like a department store.

You pick something up?

Perfect, too.

Clara, I'm home.

Oh, dear.

I'll be right down, honey.

Everything's perfect.

Just perfect.

Beautiful car you got here, son.

Beautiful car.

Granddaddy's.

What's the damage?

$1 .50.

Figure I'll meet some bandits up the
road?

Never know.

Where you all headed?

Guess it don't matter, does it?

I'll be right back when you change.

Forget it.

I don't care what their deadline is.
They can attend the noon press

just like everybody else.

Somebody from Huntley Brinkley has to
talk to me.

It's their lead story tonight.

What the hell am I going to tell them?

Yes, the local police have totally lost
control.

Now, Governor, with all due respect, I
don't think that's an accurate

of the situation. Albert, this is a
nightmare.

Enough is enough.

Once a word of these killings gets
out...

Lynn's going to blow up this community.
If you override the authority of the

local police and sheriff, you will have
anarchy on your hands.

We just heard a story about a young man
over at the university. Somebody fought

with Starkweather, and if it wasn't for
quick police action, the mob might have

killed him.

Elmer, Lauer Ward was a friend of mine.

Everybody knows that.

If one of the most prominent couples in
Lincoln can get murdered right in their

own home, nobody's safe.

But, sir, bringing in the National Guard
is not going to contain the panic.

Hell, half this town is already armed
and trigger -happy. They're ready to

each other. I understand your position,
Elmer. I do.

But Starkweather's like a natural
disaster.

Like a killer tornado that swept across
the plains and destroyed everything in

its path.

Right now, the people want reassurance.

By God, that's what we're going to give
them.

make a block -to -block, house -to
-house search for the fusion.

I'm going to have one hell of a search.

I'm going to step out of them all the
way.

Look behind you.

Get down.

Reggie, this is Chief Ainsley.

I need an ID on that Nebraska car
they're looking for.

Still behind us in the next stoplight.
We're going to run for it.

Give me a shotgun.

Ford sedan, Nebraska license number
836392.

What's the feature of his hair color?

car you've got there.

Thanks, sir.

What are you doing?

Going to get a new car.

Yeah. We gotta swap cars.

What?

Unlock the door.

No.

I said open the door.

No.

Yeah, come on.

Have you any help?

Help me with the brake, I'll kill you.

Now, who killed the man?

Harley!

Harley, stop her!

The fugitive is heading west towards
Douglas. We need roadblocks and highways

and 20.

He's driving a fancy car. I think it's
blue. It's a possible Cadillac. He is

armed and extremely dangerous.

I got his girlfriend right here in the
car with me.

You warn everybody, the fugitive is
Charles Darkweather. Repeat, Charles

Darkweather.

It's okay, Jimmy. It's all over.

You're safe now.

Oh, it's a bad lad.

He is armed and extremely dangerous.

Well, look up there.

You think that's him?

It ain't the roadrunner.

Good, you got him.

and put your hands up!

Now get on the ground, face down, or the
next one's for real.

Turn him over.

Take it easy, Hopalong.

You know, if I hadn't run out of ammo,
you never would have taken me alive.

Is that right?

Uh -huh. Let's go. Now,

please, Carol, you have

to take off those dirty clothes and take
a bath.

I don't want to take no bath. I want my
mother.

Where's my mother?

Your mother and stepdad and stepsister
were killed.

No, they weren't. Yes, by Charlie
Starkweather. He never...

Please, young lady, just try to calm
down.

Nobody's going to hurt you. I just need
to do a routine examination to make sure

that you're okay and everything's all
right.

I don't want anybody touching me.

I'm not sorry for what I did, because
for the first time, me and Carol had a

of fun.

And if she comes back, don't hate her.

She had nothing to do with the killings.

to respect Mr.

Starkweather's privacy.

He's had himself a trying day.

Ain't some monkey in the zoo here.

You're a big celebrity, boy.

I've been getting phone calls from all
over the world.

Is that right?

You gonna take me to see Carol?

This ain't a motel, Charlie.

You got some important visitors from
back home.

Bring them along.

also found a couple interesting things
in the Packard, in the girl's jacket.

There was some newspaper clippings about
the crimes and a note asking the police

to help.

Just make sure everything gets sent back
to Lincoln.

Yes, sir.

Hey, Sheriff.

How's my old buddy Dennis?

Good, Charlie.

He's doing good.

My son and him went to school together.

Charlie, I'd like you to meet our county
attorney, Mr. Elmer Scheel.

Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Scheel.

If I were you, son, I'd reserve judgment
on that.

You see, I'm here to make sure you pay
for these killings in the electric

I know.

But I won't hold it against you.

First thing we need, Charles, is for you
to voluntarily agree to return with us

to Nebraska.

Okay.

I got a gas chamber here, right?

much like the smell of gas.

Why did you kill all these innocent
people, Charles?

Because I always wanted to be a
criminal.

But not this big.

Do you think that's funny?

There's one thing, the only thing I'm
going to ask.

Don't be rough on the girl.

She'd never think to do with any of
this.

Is that true, Charlie?

Or are you just trying to protect her?

Like I said, she had nothing to do with
any of this.

You know, if I'd have made it back in
them mountains, the fellas would have

needed a seventh calorie to pluck me
out.

I bet President Eisenhower would have
sent in the army.

He knew what was going on.

He knows he'd already killed ten people.

Eleven.

He killed eleven, not ten.

Is there somebody we don't know about?

I didn't know about it. I just didn't
figure it out.

The gas station boy.

Bobby Colbert?

Yeah, he was the first.

A few fellas have caught me on that one.

The rest will never happen.

Hey, Carol.

Come on, talk to me.

Come on, Carol, talk to me.

Why'd you run away like that?

I weren't right.

You should have been with me to the end.

You promised, remember?

You made that oath, and I'd be killed
old guts.

That's enough.

No more talking.

They ain't mad at you.

Things did get a little crazy out there.

Listen.

They're going to try and drive us apart.

But don't let them.

Don't say nothing.

You let me do the talking.

I ain't going to tell you again.

Now be quiet.

I just want to talk to her. She don't
want to talk to you.

Now go to sleep.

By the time anybody will read this, I
will be dead for all the killings.

And they cannot give Carol a chair.

Lincoln, Nebraska, they got it.

January 29, 1958.

1958, killed 11 persons.

Charles killed nine, all men.

Carol killed two.

All girls.

Charles Starkweather.

For

security

reasons, Charles Starkweather is being
held at the state penitentiary, while

Carol Ann Fugate is being held here.

at the state mental hospital in Lincoln.
The reason for this is because Nebraska

law prohibits a minor from being held in
a county or state jail.

when you're inside the ward house did
you ever have a loaded firearm in your

hand yes did you point it at anyone the
maid

why did you do that because chuck told
me to

Let's talk for a minute about the
killings of the two teenagers.

Starting right after they offered you a
ride.

We drove back to Bennett, but nothing
was open.

Where's the phone?

It closed up early.

That means they locked the phone up too.

You got any suggestions?

Yeah.

Let's head back towards Lincoln.

And then Charlie had another idea.

So we went back to the old storm cellar.

Get out.

Now flash light.

Yeah, I think I have one.

Get it.

What's she doing? Get her out of the
car.

No.

Please let me stay here with you.

You've got to do what he says.

Otherwise he'll hurt you.

What are you going to do?

Stay put till I get back.

For what?

I'm something.

You sure are cute.

How'd you luck out getting a cute chick
like this?

You can do what you want to me, but
please just let her go.

Stop it.

Take it easy.

That was the last time you saw them
alive.

Carol, you do know how to shoot a gun,
don't you?

Yes, sir.

Is Chuck the one who taught you?

He used to go shooting for rabbits.

I'd come with him and shoot tin cans.

Did you use a rifle or a shotgun?

I think it was a rifle.

I bet you're a pretty good shot, huh?

Sometimes.

Well, I'll do what I can, Charles.

But I can't pull rabbits out of my hat.

You signed a confession and told all
sorts of people that you did the

That's right, I did.

Then how do you expect me to plead
you're not guilty?

Self -defense.

Self -defense?

You shot half of the people in the back
with... We'd be laughed out of court.

It's your problem.

Please, you have to understand, I'm here
to help.

I want to see you get a fair trial.

But your only hope, slim as it is, would
be to plead not guilty by reasonable

insanity.

No way.

I'd rather just skip the trial and go
straight to the chair.

Charles. No, I got a reputation uphold.

I kill them because they had it coming.

And that's it.

Nobody remembers a crazy man. Hey!

What's all the shouting about?

Oh, it's just a little spirited
discussion, that's all. Nothing to be

about. I don't care what the hell you
do.

You know, you ought to be nice to Mr.
Gone, Charlie. He's a good lawyer.

He ain't good enough.

Sheila's gonna chew him up and spit him
out.

Well, maybe so.

You know, you ask me, I think your
biggest problem's Carol Fugate.

What the hell are you talking about?

She's been saying terrible things about
you, Charlie.

No, really.

Shocking things.

It's a lot of crap.

Well, if you don't believe me, here it
is.

Black and white.

She gave to all investigators.

She feared for her life every second.

Starkweather was like a wild animal.

Just killing people for the thrill of it
all.

I had the chance.

Thanks. Carol, I'm John McArthur.

Nice to meet you.

Please, sit down.

You're even prettier in person than you
are in the newspapers.

Thank you.

I don't know if anyone's told you who I
am or why I'm here.

I haven't been told anything. I don't
even know what I'm doing here.

Well, I'm an attorney, Carol. I've been
asked by the court to represent you.

You do know what an attorney is, don't
you?

It's kind of like a lawyer, right?

It's exactly like a lawyer, just a
different name for it.

I've seen a lot of them on TV.

Well, that is different, Carol, because
this isn't make -believe. This is a very

serious business.

You're about to be charged for being an
accessory to first -degree murder.

I didn't kill anyone. It was Chuck.

All they told me was that I was going to
be a witness. That's all they said.

And nobody's told you... You mean
nobody's told you that you're going to

trial for exactly the same crimes as
Charles Starkweather?

Nobody's told me anything.

Nobody's even come to see me.

Where's my sister and my grandma?

I don't have no family no more.

No friends.

I just want to go home.

Granny Street will take care of me.

Carol, I don't want to upset you any
more than you already are, but you have

understand something.

You're in very serious trouble.

all my years of practicing law.

The only thing I'm halfway sure of is my
sixth sense. I spent several hours

questioning this child.

She's in the eighth grade, Elmer.

She answered every question consistently
without hesitation. She didn't try to

change the subject.

I just don't think she's sophisticated
enough to fool me.

You obviously haven't read her
confession.

Confession? What confession? You have a
statement.

that she never signed and she never
should have given without benefit of

counsel. We followed the letter of the
law, John. You stretched the letter of

the law from A all the way out to Z.

This whole thing is just moving too
fast. At the very least, I want a delay.

Well, you may not need it. We're going
to try them separately and start

up first.

We were hoping she might like to testify
against him. No, no, no, no way. If you

call her, I'll have her take the fifth.

Somehow I thought you might say that.
One more thing.

Just so you know, I'm filing in the
morning to have her case moved to

court.

I'll never let it happen. The law is
very specific, Elmer. She's only 14.

Well, Carol King was only 16, and Robert
Jensen was only 17.

I made a promise to this kid's parents,
John, and I'm going to keep it.

Carol Fugate is not going to have her
wrist slapped in juvenile court.

She's committed an adult crime, and
she's going to be tried in an adult

So, Doctor, based on your psychiatric
examination of Charles Starkweather,

exactly is your one overriding
conclusion?

That Charles Starkweather was suffering
from a severe mental disease, which

prevented him from knowing right from
wrong.

And during your examination, Doctor, did
you ever observe any feeling on the

part of the defendant for any of the
alleged acts he was supposed to have

committed? I don't believe he is capable
of any real feelings, certainly not

guilt or remorse.

To him, the act of killing was no
different than stepping on a bug.

If his favorite automobile ran into a
river, he might be sorry, but a human

life, well, that means nothing to him.

You're with us.

Dr. Quill.

Are you familiar with the legal test of
sanity adopted and defined by our courts

known as the McNaughton Rule?

Yes. Could you briefly summarize this
rule for us, please?

Simply stated, it says an accused person
need only be aware of the nature and

quality of the criminal act and know the
act was wrong when it was committed.

And using the McNaughton Rule, is it
possible that someone suffering from a

medically recognized mental illness
Could still be legally sane at one and

same time?

Yes, sir.

That's all, Your Honor.

There's certainly no legal reason why
they should move your case to a juvenile

court. It's absolutely incredible to me
that the Supreme Court of this state

could reject this appeal.

They're just playing politics with this
thing.

What does that mean?

It means you're going to have to stand
trial in a real courtroom.

An adult courtroom, just like Charlie.

Okay. They'll concentrate on the murder
of the boy and the related charge of

murder during the commission of a
robbery.

They're not accusing you of actually
pulling the trigger, but they don't have

to.

Just being an accessory makes it a
capital offense.

Well, are they going to give me the
chair, too?

They're not going to give you the chair.
Don't even start thinking about that.

Absolutely no physical evidence. I can't
believe that there is a jury anywhere

that's going to take the word of Charlie
Stark with her.

I thought he told them that I was
innocent.

Well, that's the other thing.

Charlie's changing his story.

Seems like he comes out with a brand new
confession every other day or so.

What about the note that I wrote to the
police asking them for help? I mean...

That must show that I was trying to get
away.

Unfortunately, nobody can find that
note. The sheriff in Wyoming, he

taking it out of your jacket. He claims
he sent it on to Lincoln. The

prosecution says they never saw it.

Seems like I'm never going to get out of
this place.

You will help me, won't you?

Carol, that's the one thing I can
absolutely guarantee you. I will never,

stop fighting to get you out of here.

Okay.

Ladies and gentlemen, do not believe
when the prosecution argues that not

by reason of insanity means that someday
Charles Starkweather will go free.

Not even an act of Congress could ever
make that happen.

Our society, which spawned this young
man, has ironclad

uncompromising rules to ensure the
proper punishment of the criminally

Now if you decide that revenge must
triumph over reason, that

two wrongs do make a right, I will ask
each of you to come with

me. when I bring my client to the death
house.

There, with his trousers cut to his
knees and his arms stripped bare, you

see him strapped in that chair. And
watch as the switch is pulled.

We will all stand back in horror as the
electricity

surges, the smoke comes from his head
and his lifeless body.

falls forward.

In the name of mercy and the great
commandment,

thou shalt not kill.

I ask you for the life of Charles
Starkweather.

I understand you have reached a verdict.

We have, Your Honor.

We find the defendant guilty on all
counts, and it is our unanimous

recommendation his penalty should be
death.

in the electric care.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, thank
you.

You are now dismissed.

Charlie,

what about Carol Fugate? You plan to
help her?

Yeah, when they strap me in the chair
and pull the switch, I'm going to make

sure Carol's right there with me.

Sit in my lap.

You had no right to change her
hairstyle, not without my permission.

Need I remind you, sir, that she's my
prisoner and not yours? If I had wanted

shave her head, that's my prerogative.
You knew we had scheduled this interview

for today.

Somebody put you up to this, didn't
they? I resent that. Now, you apologize

me. The girl needed a haircut, and we
cut her hair.

Excuse me.

What was that all about?

By sheer coincidence, they cut Carol's
hair. Today.

They gave her spit curls.

Totally changes her appearance. She
looks five years older.

I wish I never let you talk me into
this.

do when you see her. Don't mention her
hair. She's nervous enough as it is.

That makes two of us.

Excuse me.

Right here, please.

Please.

Unless everybody quiets down and the
photos stop,

we will not begin. In fact, you keep
this up. I'm going to call this whole

off right now.

As you know, I've strongly opposed my
client granting any press interviews

because I believe pretrial publicity is
improper.

Detrimental to the defendant's right to
a fair trial.

Unfortunately, the prosecution has
decided to use you people to whip up

a frenzy of negativity against Carol Ann
Fugate. We felt we had no choice.

but to let her take her case to the
people.

Now, as we planned, there'll only be one
person asking questions. Joneth Fox.

Joneth?

Now, Carol, before this all began,
didn't you go out with Charlie

for quite a while?

Yes, I went with him the year before,
and then I told him that I never wanted

see him again.

Why didn't you want to go out with him
anymore?

Because he was crazy.

Since nobody's seen you since your
capture, there's been a rumor you were

pregnant and secretly had Charles
Starkweather's baby.

No, I've never been pregnant, and I've
never had a baby, and I'm not pregnant

now.

When was the first time you found out
that your parents and little sister were

dead? When we were captured.

Out there in the desert?

Yes.

Now, Charlie said in one of his
confessions that you held a gun on the

That's not true.

How about when the policeman came to
your front door?

Why didn't you say something? Why didn't
you try to escape then?

Because Charlie Starkweather had a gun
on me, and he would have killed us both.

Did you ever break down and cry or beg
him to let you go?

Yes, I cried all the way.

Do you think Charlie got what he
deserved when he was convicted to the

chair? Stop those little brats.

I wish they'd called me for this jury.

Would you help a minute?

Again, it's not my place to say.

Louise, do you believe that?

Listen, I got 50 big ones that says she
gets the chair, too.

Make it a dollar, you got a bet.

A dollar it is.

Deputy Romer, did you have any further
conversations with Carol Fugate before

you arrived in Douglas?

Yes, sir.

Right before we got into Douglas, she
told me she had seen Mr. Starkweather

ten people.

Ten people?

Did she say who they were?

She said she had seen him kill her
mother, her stepfather, her stepsister,

and a girl, a farmhand, and four other
people.

So she said to you that she was present
when her mother, stepfather, and

stepsister were killed. Yes, sir. I'm
going to object to this as leading.

It is leading.

Objection sustained.

No further questions, Your Honor.

Deputy Romer, when you first encountered
Carol Ann Fugate there in Wyoming, was

she at any time armed?

Or did you see her aiding and abetting
Starkweather in any way?

No, sir.

Now, you stated that she was hysterical.
What do you mean by that?

Well, she was sobbing and crying. She
could hardly talk.

Did you get the impression that she was
afraid of Starkweather while he was

still on the loose?

Yes, sir, I did.

Did you hear what was told to Carol Ann
to get her to return to Nebraska?

I heard some of it.

Did she have any attorney present to
advise her of her rights during this

interview?

No, sir, she didn't.

Thank you.

John, you have to admit, it was a pretty
good day for the prosecution.

That was one of their prime witnesses.

What about the inconsistencies in
Carol's story? How could she say she

know her parents were dead if she told
the deputy she'd seen them killed? She

was hysterical. She didn't know what she
was saying. Besides, he remembers it

the way he wants to remember it. John.

At this time, the people would like to
call Charles R.

Starkweather. Objection.

We've not been advised that this witness
would be called. Your Honor, his name

was submitted on our list of possible
witnesses. Along with a thousand other

people, it was never specified that
Starkweather would be called to testify.

Objection overruled. Is he outside?

Then bring him in.

Look at that.

Do

you

solemnly swear to tell the truth, the
whole truth and nothing but the truth,

help you God?

I do.

Mr. Shields?

Charles, when you arrived at the
Bartlett house on January 21st, who was

The baby and Carol's mother and Mr.

Bartlett. And what happened then?

I got in an argument with Mrs. Bartlett.

She slapped me so I didn't hit her back.

She screamed and her husband come in.

And then?

I shot him.

And her too.

And the baby, Betty Jean?

I threw a knife at her.

What are you doing back?

Where's your husband?

What are you doing?

Where was Carol Fugate during all of
this?

She was in another room.

I'll say, um, 2 .45.

2 .45 is Mrs. Leon's final bid. Mrs.
Young, you're at 125.

So I'll say it's 2 .45.

You kill him?

Ready, Dean, too?

Yeah.

You need to stop screaming.

Good riddance.

I get so sick of her always yelling.

Gonna help him clean up this mess?

You made the mess, you clean it up.

Gotta get him out of here.

Can't you see my favorite television
program's on?

Did you remain at the Bartlett house
that evening?

Yeah, except when I went out to buy a
few things.

And when you left, Charles, did you do
anything to Carol, like tie her up?

Nope. And you left the house several
other times over the next few days?

Yeah. Every day I left to get something
or make a call.

And you never tied her up on any of
those occasions?

No, sir, never.

Charles, let's talk about the killing of
the two teenagers, Robert Jensen and

Carol King.

Starting right after they stopped and
offered you a ride.

Well, after they picked us up.

Could you speak up, please? I'm having a
little trouble hearing.

Yes, sir.

After they picked us up, we went to
Bennett to make a phone call. The phone

locked.

Where's the phone?

It closed up early.

That means they locked the phone up,
too.

Got any suggestions?

Yeah.

Get back to work, Lincoln.

God, please. That's not funny.

Nobody's laughing.

Don't worry.

They're not going to hurt us.

Isn't that right?

You do as we say, or I'll kill her right
now.

Do you hear me?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Good. I know you're not the guy who
wants to hurt anybody.

I know. I can tell. I really can.

And I want to thank you.

Shut up!

Did you get his money?

Ain't no magician.

Give me her billfold.

Now,

Charles,

where was Carol when you took the Jensen
boy and the King girl down into the

storm cellar?

She was waiting by the car.

What the hell you been doing down there
so long?

I had to take care of the boy.

The girl gave me some trouble.

Come

on,

don't be sore at me.

Go back to the farm.

No, I don't think so. I think you done
had enough for one night.

Still alive?

Yeah.

What are you doing?

So it's your contention that Carol
Fugate... is the one who killed Carole

Yes, sir.

And you also maintain that Lillian
Fentel, the maid in the ward house, was

killed by Miss Fugate.

I didn't kill the maid. I didn't kill
that girl.

Both of them was definitely alive when I
left them.

Mr.

MacArthur.

Charles.

Why did you kill Carol Fugate's
stepfather?

Because he come at me.

And her mother?

She threatened me with a knife. And a
little baby?

I don't want to talk about those
murders.

Oh, I can understand that, Charles.

But you said earlier you did kill little
Betty Jean, didn't you?

He said I threw a knife at her.

Didn't say I killed her.

I see.

Now, Charles.

I'm handing you a copy of a photo.

The reporter has marked exhibit number
27.

This is a photo of the confession that
you wrote on the wall of the Goering

cell in your extradition back to
Lincoln.

Is that correct?

Yeah.

Now, according to this confession, you
said, Charles killed nine.

All men.

Carol killed two. All girls.

I don't understand, Charles.

You, of all people, should know.

There were six males and five females
killed.

I ain't never been too good at adding
things up. You ain't never been too good

at telling the truth, either.

Objection, Your Honor.

Objection sustained.

Strike that last statement from the
record.

You realize, Charles, she was a...

You have given the authority something
like seven or eight different accounts

how each killing took place?

All different. Let me give you a couple
of examples.

In your statement to Mr. Shields, signed
and dated February 2nd, 1958, you

answered the question, did Carol Fugate
ever fire a weapon at one of the

victims? If she did, I didn't see it.

You also said the night of the Bartlett
family killings, I tied up Carol real

tight to make sure she'd be there when I
got back.

You also said in a recorded phone
conversation with your parents, Carol

nothing to do with the killings. Isn't
that what you said?

Yeah. In your confession in Wyoming,
January 28th, weren't you asked, did

Fugate ever know you killed her family?
And didn't you answer, no, I don't

believe so. That's what I said.

It ain't true.

All that stuff you're reading is a bunch
of hogwash. Hogwash?

Hogwash. Just like everything you said
here today.

Objection. Badgering the witness.

Sustained. Mr.

MacArthur.

I believe that's all.

Mr. Shields?

Just a few more questions, Your Honor.

Now, Charles...

You have admitted to some falsehoods in
some of your earlier confessions.

That's right.

But in your later confessions, after you
were in the state penitentiary, those

were all pretty consistent, all truthful
and accurate. Isn't that correct?

Yes, sir.

So why did you give us those earlier
statements?

To protect her.

Let the record show he pointed at the
defendant, Carol Fugate.

Why did you decide to stop protecting
Carol Fugate?

Because I got tired of lying.

Look, I'm going to die. I'm going to get
what's coming to me.

So I got nothing to win or lose by any
of this.

I don't care if you people believe me or
not.

But I'm through alibying for her.

She was no more a hostage than I was.

Yeah, Carol was in on it every step of
the way.

You convicted me for what I'd done.
That's okay.

But I ain't covering for her no more.

That's the truth.

I believe that's all, Your Honor.

Sheriff, you may return the witness.

Well, it's coming up on the hour, so I
think this is a good time to take our

afternoon recess.

The spectators will remain seated until
the jury has left the room.

And I want the jury to remember the
admonitions I have given you many times.

Do not talk among yourselves or with
anyone else about the case.

Three to go.

It's an anonymous letter. We don't know
if it's true.

Well, why don't we assume for a second
that it is true? Let's just assume that,

uh... One of our jurors made a public
bet that Carol Ann Fugate would get the

electric chair.

Can I assume you're going to declare a
mistrial?

Assumption's the mother of all screw
-ups, John.

The fact is, we have no intention to ask
for the death penalty.

I really think you're blowing this out
of proportion, John. You have to be

kidding me.

Elmer's right.

Even if this is true, we are not going
to start it all over again.

Hell, I doubt that we could find a
potential juror who doesn't believe that

is guilty.

I'm going to quote you on that when this
goes to the Court of Appeals. Oh,

that's your prerogative.

My question is, why are we even going
through this charade? Why don't you just

take the girl out and hang her from a
tree?

You control yourself, Counselor. You
hear me.

John, there's no great conspiracy here.
The problem is, you seem to be the only

one in the state of Nebraska who doesn't
know she's guilty.

No, no.

The problem is, I seem to be the only
person in the state of Nebraska who

believes in the United States
Constitution.

Now, Carol, what went through your mind
when you first saw Robert Jensen's

automobile pull up and they offered you
a ride?

Well, I was relieved because I'd been
thinking that Charlie was going to kill

me, too, just like he did Mr. Myers.

And he asked Robert Jensen if he'd give
us a ride into town so that we could use

the telephone.

But when we got there, it was all locked
up.

That's when he put the gun to Robert
Jensen's head and told him to keep

It closes up early.

And that means they locked the phone up,
too.

You got any suggestions?

Yeah.

Let's head back towards Lincoln.

No, let me take you to another phone.

I know where one is! I do!

Don't talk back to me, or I'll shoot you
right here.

Oh, my God. No, Chuck, don't shoot him.

Hey, don't hurt him.

Shut up.

Besides, you're on anyhow.

And what happened after that?

Well, he asked Robert if he had any
money, so Robert handed him his billfold

with some dollars in it, and Chuck took
the money and handed it to me to hold.

Now, what was Carole King doing through
all this?

She was too scared.

Well, you heard Charles Starkweather say
she thanked him for being so good to

her.

No, sir. That's not true. She never said
a word.

All he ever did was scream at her,
especially when we got out to the old

cellar.

And that's when you told her to get out
of the car?

Yes, sir.

Carol, can you tell us why you felt the
need to point the gun at Carol King?

Well, I had to.

Chuck told me to.

And you were afraid if you didn't follow
his order... Well, he'd kill us all.

After the girl got out of the car, I
asked him again if he please wouldn't

them.

He just told me to shut up, stay in the
car.

How long before you saw or heard
anything else?

Well, I was shaking the whole time.

And a few minutes later, I heard the
shots being fired.

I started to cry because I knew what
he'd done.

Carol,

why didn't you jump out of the car and
run away?

I couldn't move, sir. I was first and
with a fright.

Did the thought ever cross your mind to
take your father's gun and do something

to Charles Stark with it? No, sir. I
never killed anybody, sir.

How long after the shots were fired did
you wake in the car?

Seemed like very long time sir.

Why did you have to shoot them?

What were you doing down there?

Why did you do that?

He tried to jump me.

She's dead. He's still alive.

He deserves it.

Where are we going now?

Maybe I'll take you home.

But instead, you ended up in South
Lincoln, at the home of C. Lauer Ward.

Yes, sir.

After that, he told me to go and lie
down on the Davenport.

And it's when I woke up that he told me
that he killed Mrs. Ward.

And then he handed me the murder knife
and he told me to go take it to the sink

and wash it off.

Get all the blood off it.

I'm doing the best I can.

Go in the bedroom.

Get rid of the smell.

Find something.

When did Charles bring the maid back
upstairs?

It was after dark because I was standing
at the window with the flashlight.

He told me to do that so that I could
make sure and see if anybody came home.

After you left the ward house, how long
did you drive that night?

All night.

Did Charles Starkweather talk to you
while he was driving?

Yes, sir.

I kept asking him about my family,
telling him how much I wanted to see

I begged him to take me home, but all
he'd ever say was no.

Now, speaking of home, Carol, when you
left school that day...

You returned home to find an armed
Charles Starkweather waiting inside the

house.

Yes, sir.

And for the next five days, you were his
hostage.

Yes, sir.

Do you recall the first time that
Starkweather left you alone in the

Not really.

It was at night.

I tore up a piece of my mother's...
dishcloth and tie my hands behind my

and then tie my feet together and then
tie those to the chair and he left me

like that every time he'd leave the
house

Charlie.

Charlie?

Charlie, don't leave me here.

Carol, during your captivity, some
relatives, even some police, came to the

front door.

Why didn't you try to warn them?

I did.

Charles Starkweather said that he'd
shoot anybody that walked in the door,

did write that note for everybody to
see.

You mean the note that you attached to
the front door while you were there in

the house with Starkweather?

Yes. Yes, sir.

I'm handing you what's been identified
as Exhibit 45.

Would you please tell the court what it
says?

Stay away. Everybody is sick with the
flu. Signed, Miss Bartlett. Who is Miss

Bartlett? My sister.

Miss Bartlett is my sister, sir.

She's too little to write a note.

My last name is Fugate. My mother never
would have signed it that way. So, you

were trying to send a warning.

Yes.

Just like you tried to send a warning
when you took Bobby Jensen's and Carole

King's school books and you threw them
out of their car.

Yes, sir.

Well, I figured that somebody would open
them up and see the names and at least

I'd start looking for them.

How did you feel when Charles
Starkweather was brought into this

testify against you?

I was scared to death.

And why is that?

I don't know.

I figured somehow we'd get there.

Take a break, Shakespeare. It's dinner
time.

Hey, Calvin.

People always got in my way.

And everybody blames me for hitting
back.

But if you pull the chain on a toilet,
you can't blame it for flushing, can

Charlie, what are you planning to do
with all that scribbling?

I'm getting it published.

Parade magazine. I got a contract and
everything.

Yeah, well, you better write fast.

I hear they're getting ready to set a
date with the electrocutioner.

Well... At least I know for once I'll
get a decent meal.

Yeah.

Hey, uh... Did you hear about your
little girlfriend in court today?

Yeah.

Level with me, Charlie. I mean about you
and the girl.

You really love her?

Before I met her, I hated everybody,
everything.

And I started a new way of thinking.

I had something to live for.

How long didn't matter.

Just as long as we were together.

And then you turned on her.

She turned on me first.

I protected her to the end.

Carol, you have admitted to having
numerous opportunities to escape and

several occasions you had a loaded
firearm in your hand when Charles

Starkweather either had his back turned
to you or he was unarmed. Isn't that

correct?

Yes. If you were so afraid he was going
to kill you, why didn't you just shoot

him?

I didn't know how.

You didn't know how to shoot the gun? Is
that what you're saying?

Yes.

Carol, in your confession, which you
gave to me in front of several

Objection! Objection! Miss Fugate never
gave any confession.

And the statement that Mr. Shields is
referring to was given without benefit

any counsel and was never signed by Miss
Fugate.

Overruled. However, you may omit the
word confession from the record. You may

proceed. All right, I am reading now
from your statement.

Question. Now, Carol, you do know how to
shoot a gun, don't you?

Carol. Yes, sir.

Question. Is Chuck the one who taught
you? Carol.

Yes.

Question. Did you use a rifle or a
shotgun?

Carol. I think it was a rifle.

Question. I bet you were a pretty good
shot.

Carol.

Sometimes.

Do you recall telling me that?

No, I don't remember.

You don't remember saying that?

No. Well, is it true?

Do you or do you not know how to shoot a
firearm?

I don't know how to kill anybody.

Well, let's go back for a minute to the
killings of the teenagers.

Did you at any time point a gun at the
king girl and tell her to get out of the

car? I had to. Charlie Starkweather told
me to.

Well, if Charles Starkweather had told
you to shoot her, would you have done

that too?

No.

Objection. Argumentative.

Sustained.

Now, when you and Chuck...

We're going together.

Did he treat you pretty well?

Yes. Did he buy you things?

Sometimes. And did you buy him things?

Sometimes. In fact, didn't you and Chuck
open a savings account in both your

names at the First National Bank?

No.

You sure of that now, Carol?

Well, the way you're saying it makes me
sound like we went and did it together.

Charles Starkweather opened a bank
account and he asked me to sign in.

In case he got killed while he was
running around with that gang he was in.

But isn't this the bank's signature card
you both signed when you opened up your

joint account? I didn't sign it at the
bank. He brought it to my house.

But this is your signature, and you did
sign it.

Let the record show that the witness
nodded in the affirmative.

Carol, now when you and Chuck were alone
at your house after he killed

your parents,

Did you and he engage in any sexual
relations?

Objection. Your Honor, this is an
attempt to introduce inflammatory,

matter into the record. It is entirely
outside the scope of this case.

Overruled. Answer the question.

I don't know what he means.

Well, you do know what sexual
intercourse is, don't you?

Yes. Did you and Charles Starkweather
engage in sexual intercourse during the

time you were at your house?

Yes. And how many times did you have
sexual relations there with Charles

Starkweather? Objection!

And the form of the question is
improper, Your Honor.

Overruled. This line of questioning is
allowed.

How many times did you have sexual
relations at your house with Charles

Starkweather? I think twice.

And how about after the three killings
in the ward house?

At any time after that, did you have
sexual relations with Charles

Yes. And where did that take place?

In the car on the way to Wyoming.

And did you at any time following the
ward murders kiss Charles Starkweather?

Yes. And did you at any time tell
Charles Starkweather that you loved him?

but only because he said he was going to
kill me. Please, just answer the

question yes or no.

Yes.

I believe that's all, Your Honor.

By her own admission, Carol Fugate...

warned Charles Starkweather that a
policeman was at the front door.

And she also admitted to having numerous
other opportunities to escape

or warn others during this murderous
rampage.

And let's not forget, ladies and
gentlemen, that Carol Fugate admitted to

voluntary sexual relations with Charles
Starkweather after she had witnessed the

savage killings of his innocent victims.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the
true nature of their relationship.

They were lovers and they were partners.

And between them they left a trail of
bloodshed and horror the likes of which

this country has never seen before.

But even 14 -year -olds must realize
that they cannot just go on eight -day

murder sprees.

No, ladies and gentlemen.

The time has come for Carol Fugate to
face the consequences of her conduct.

And the time has come for you to send an
unequivocal message to violent

criminals of all ages.

If you break the law,

you will be caught.

If you break the law, you will be
prosecuted.

And if you break the law, you will be
punished.

Mr. MacArthur.

Let me be very blunt, ladies and
gentlemen.

The twelfth victim of Charles
Starkweather is Carol Ann Fugate.

The 13th victim may very well be our
Bill of Rights.

Why do I say that?

Because the legal system I so cherish
and support has totally

collapsed around this case.

This community's almost tribal need for
vengeance

whipped up daily by sensational
newspaper headlines has turned this

into a 16th century witch hunt.

The state's prime witness being Lucifer
himself.

Can anybody seriously believe the
testimony of a madman like Charles

Stunt?

And without accepting his

His incredible and inconsistent
allegations as the gospel truth. Where

physical evidence required, required to
convict Carol Ann Fugate?

The county prosecutor wants you to
consider that Carol may have had some

physical chances to escape, but he wants
you to forget her mental state of being

during this nightmare.

Remember what happened to the older,
wiser, and stronger people who defied

Charles Starkweather during his reign of
terror.

The prosecution also wants you to ignore
the fact that this girl, this child,

this child, was only 14.

An eighth grader.

With no history of any disciplinary
problems, yet somehow, overnight, she

transformed into a wild -eyed killer.

Only to revert back to her peaceable
nature the second that Charles

was captured?

No, no, no, no.

There is only one rational explanation
here, that Carol Ann Fugate was too

young, too confused, too terrified.

to act in any other way.

And even when she tried to send a
warning with a note signed by a two

who obviously could not write, her plea
for help was ignored.

Every action or inaction that she is
accused of occurred while she was being

held hostage by the most feared and
savage mass murderer in the history of

country.

She was 14, ladies and gentlemen, 14.

Please, you must remember that.

Think back to when you or your children
or your grandchildren were that

befuddled age.

Then ask yourself if you or they could
have witnessed such violence and

not... been traumatized. Ask yourself if
you or they at 14 would surely

possess the courage, the presence of
mind to physically challenge a monster

Charles Starkweather.

And finally, ask yourself if you or they
at the age of 14

would have acted any differently than
Carol Ann Fugate.

Then if your answer is yes, oh, yes,
yes, I certainly would have acted

differently. Well, then ask yourself if
you're equally certain that you or they,

your children, your grandchildren, would
still be alive today

to tell us about it.

I understand you have read the verdict.

We have, Your Honor.

Would you please read the verdict?

On the charge of murder in the first
degree with premeditation and malice, we

find the defendant not guilty.

On the charge of murder in the first
degree while in the perpetration of a

robbery, we find the defendant guilty as
charged.

I remind you that these proceedings are
not over.

And it is our recommendation her
sentence should be life imprisonment.

Mr. President, I am now 15 years old.

A year and a half ago on a day I was in
public school, 19 -year -old Charlie

Starkweather killed my two -year -old
baby sister, my mother, and my

Starkweather later confessed that I had
nothing to do with his murder, which is

true. Later, he changed his story and
said that I helped him, which is not

At midnight on June 25th, Starkweather
will be executed, and I have been

denied... by our governor a request to
see him.

I still think that he may tell the truth
before he's executed.

I know that you are very busy, President
Eisenhower, but please help me in any

way you can.

As I have nowhere else to turn because
he killed all the family that I was

living with.

Sincerely, Caroline Fugate.

I think it's very good.

I sure want to help you.

Do you think he'll get it in time?

Just send a telegram right away.

I want to write Chuck one last letter.

I really don't see the point, Carol. I
mean, he hasn't answered any of your

letters. I know.

There's something I have to do.

You have the letter?

Dear Chuck, there's so little time left,
I'm asking you once again to please

tell the truth about what happened.

Please tell him I had nothing to do with
the killings.

You know I'm innocent.

Please tell the truth.

Carol.

Time's come, Charlie.

Why don't you hurry?

Dermot Fugate.

Dark weather case.

Entirely a state matter.

The person has no jurisdiction or
authority in any way to comply.

Do you have any final thing you'd like
to say, Charles?

Yeah.

You can tighten the strap a little
loose.

you