Original subtitles

Come catch me!

Mr. Roland, there's a buzzing sound.

Okay (speaker drowned out by voices).

Quiet, please!

All right, quiet down, everybody.

Oh, it makes sense.

- Shh.

All right, everyone, quiet down.

Shh.

Quiet.

All right.

I don't care if anyone has to go

to the bathroom, all right?

We're just trying to wrap things up here.

Um, wait, we need a little bit more light.

Can you open those up a little bit?

Yeah, that's perfect.

You ready?

Okay.

And.

- Hey, my name is Matt Ortaga.

I go to Cliff Ridge High School here in Colorado,

and this is my senior project.

- Shh.

Good, good, camera good?

Sound good?

All right, this is what we call IDing your film, all right?

It's expected of everybody

at the beginning of their project.

You can read more about it in the handout.

I expect it from every video, no exceptions.

And remember, be genuine.

Be truthful.

Okay?

You look pretty wicked right now.

- Yeah.

Show me a couple poses.

- Oops.

This film is about Jessie Martell,

who used to be my girlfriend.

It's also about how darkness can take over your life,

even when you think you have it under control.

It didn't start this way.

It was gonna be just about me and Jessie

and our trip to LA.

Cool.

Well, Jessie.

Oh, it's a.

- Look up.

That was a great movie.

- That was good.

As much as I'd like to say

it's a happy-go-lucky film,

it's not.

About two days ago,

I received this packet.

Inside, there was a DV tape and a note.

It said, "Leonerd Sawyar."

Underneath that, the freaky drawing of an eye,

and the words "the end."

This is the DV tape.

This tape shows most of what happened to Jessie.

If I were to run it all right now,

she'd be another face, another name.

She'd just be like any other story

you might have heard.

But you wouldn't know the girl.

So I wanna start at the beginning.

It seemed that before her folks split up,

she was happy.

That's when they lived in Empire.

She's always smiling, goofing around.

Then her dad left,

and everything got screwed up.

Not just Jessie, but her mom.

She's always drinking.

Their place is a mess.

I didn't like to go there much.

Even when her mom tried to do something

nice for her birthday,

it was a complete disaster.

- This is for you, and for me.

Cake in my.

Blow it out.

- I already did, like three times.

- Shit!

Happy birthday to you.

When I first got to know Jessie,

things were simpler.

It was just the two of us playing

stupid, creepy hide-and-seek.

Are you coming or are you just gonna stand there?

This is our shortcut from school.

They tell you never to take the shortcut

because it's dangerous.

I don't believe in that kinda shit.

We're just a bunch of irresponsible thrill-seekers.

Yep.

We're playing with fire,

just waiting to get in trouble.

That's us.

My mom says we're just asking for it.

Asking for it.

I don't believe in that kinda shit either.

Woo hoo!

Come on, you stupid psychopaths!

Crazy serial killer freak motherfuckers!

What are you waiting for?

Oh shit.

- No fucking way.

There's probably some

old dude sitting in his car right now

thinking, "Should I chop them up?

"Should I kidnap 'em first

"and lock 'em up?"

Do you see that in your mind?

- Oh yeah.

He'd probably kill me first.

I'd be stabbed everywhere,

blood all over.

And then he'd come after you.

- And then we'd both be dismembered.

Heads,

feet,

hands.

We'd be chopped up into little pieces.

But, in a weird way, we'd be together.

Cool.

- That's January 2nd.

On May 16th, last year,

I drove with Jessie to LA.

Three months later, she was dead.

When I went to the funeral,

Becky and Mikey from school were there.

Plus, of course, Wren Myer and Liz Gaint.

These are the girls that she used to smoke with.

That was their kinship, or something like that.

I know deep down they looked up to her.

- Jessie loved you very much.

You know that, right?

- I know.

I can't say why people didn't come.

I think they got the wrong idea about Jessie

and what she'd been up to.

- Oh my God.

Maybe they felt ashamed, I don't know.

But I wasn't.

I just thought of her like always.

- Yeah.

Hey, handsome.

You comin' over to say hi to me?

Here, let me give this to someone else.

Those were the good times.

Just crazy and fun, for the most part.

Except for when Wren, who had a crush on Jessie,

got all heavy.

The day she found out that Jess was leaving,

well, everything blew up.

- I don't know what to say.

What do you want me to say?

- Come on, you can do better than that.

If you love that guy so much,

why are you leaving your man?

Bullshit, Wren, she doesn't have to answer that.

- Hey. - No, it's okay.

I think I'm going because

it's what I've always wanted to do.

You know, just check it out.

Hey, it's LA, isn't that reason enough?

But I guess the real reason is that

it's easier to leave the people you love

before they leave you.

- And those words said it all.

It wasn't about me, Mikey, or Wren and Liz.

Jess was dealing with something deeper.

It was pushing her away, some place darker.

And, in a way, you could see she was feeding into it.

When news came out about what happened to Jessie,

the police did nothing.

Four months passed, and there's nothing to show for it.

Not one thing.

When the case went cold, I started the blog.

At the time, I didn't know what else to do.

I had to do something.

In the beginning, the newspapers

were writing all kinds of stuff about the case.

But then, after a while, you didn't hear anything,

like it never happened.

For Jessie's mom, I think that the blog helped

'cause she could see that there were people who cared.

All the leads I got were pure crap

up until two days ago when the package arrived.

And, at first, I thought I should

turn it over to the cops, of course.

But, then, as I looked at the legal possibilities,

I realized that nothing would happen.

Person responsible would go to jail and then what?

Nothing, there would be no justice.

You like my camera?

It's part of my class.

- Well, it's very professional looking.

That's because I'm professional.

Really.

Here it goes.

Woo hoo!

Whoa!

You okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

I've always loved doing that.

I don't know why, it's just so fun.

It's like, you know, kinda like I'm flying,

like I'm free,

free from rules,

free from school and what people think

I'm supposed to be.

Just free!

- Blink. - One, two, three.

I love it here.

It's my favorite spot.

Um,

my mom has some rum, maybe some OJ.

- Mm, think maybe some half and half

and cranberry juice.

- That's gross.

- You're gross.

♫ Somewhere in the kingdom

♫ Of my memory

♫ A mirage of youth

♫ A stream of infancy

You know mom says I'm not supposed to be

dressin' like this when I go to school.

Sends the wrong signal.

♫ You give me half the love I need

I don't deserve this probably, right?

- So quick to agree.

Surprising.

- You know, I surprise myself every day.

♫ A little death to laugh

No, just so you know,

I actually didn't finish that because

I think when my mom is saying all that,

she's talking about most students.

You know, most young girls.

Thing is, I'm not like most students.

I mean, somebody has to be different.

Our school, for the most part,

it's pretty uptight, don't you agree?

- Obviously.

That's the consensus of almost every person

on the planet.

- Okay, so let's get to the more basic,

like every day kind of stuff.

For example, take a look at my choker.

It's kind of sexy, I know,

maybe too much for some.

But, hey, it's a choker, and I like it.

I like the pressure on my neck.

Do you really think I can do that?

That I can tone it down?

I mean, maybe.

I guess I could.

- No.

No way.

- I think Jessie Martell does

whatever the hell she wants.

And that's it.

♫ A little death to laugh

About two weeks ago, I started having

some random stuff happen to me.

The built-in camera on my laptop

lit up by itself.

That's pretty weird, right?

Made me feel like someone was watching me.

Second thing that happened was I searched my name,

and, normally, what pops up is

like social network, normal shit.

But this time, my name and address

were repeatedly being highlighted.

So it was obvious that somebody was trying to track me.

And when I got the packet,

I guess that person had found me.

Seven months later, I'm getting ready to do it again,

but this time, I'm by myself.

Here you go, Jessie, this one's for you.

See that?

Not the best day for a road trip,

but it's now or never.

By the time you see this,

most of you will already now who I am.

But for those of you who are seeing this

for the first time, my name is Matt Ortega.

Like Mr. Roland said,

"Beginning, middle, and end."

If it was up to me, I'd go right to the end

and get this over with.

So here it goes.

These are my folks.

And this is my house.

- For the record, Matt promised

he'd throw out the trash.

Get on it.

This is our dog Buddy.

Buddy is very loyal, and that's what makes him the best.

- I don't think they've done it yet

but it's coming

and she's way ahead of him, so--

- He doesn't know what to do.

- I don't know how much, you know.

I really, really.

- You were supposed to be helping me.

Remember our deal?

I let you use the car if you help me clean it.

This is part of my school project.

Um, Dad, can you loosen up?

Close your eyes.

Okay, now smile.

And then look up at me.

My dad is a good guy, and he works really hard.

And, like most parents, he asks me

obvious questions about life and school

that I don't really wanna answer.

Like, sometimes, stuff about Jessie.

I don't think either of them were happy

about Jessie and I being together.

For them, she was trouble, they knew that.

So, in the end, they kinda left us alone.

- No.

I don't wanna.

You do wanna have sex?

But you don't want me to kiss you?

- Yeah.

Is that okay?

- But that's not normal.

Look, just put your hand right here.

Now fuck me. - Stop.

This is weird.

- No. - Yes.

Just kiss me.

- Hit me.

Hit me!

- Just do it, I like it.

- Yeah, I don't always want it

to be so lovey-dovey.

That's just how I feel right now, okay?

Look, it's just make-believe.

- You're so weird.

- But that's why you love me.

Just say it.

Say it!

- Piece of shit.

Whore.

- Fuck, Matt.

Fuck, Matt.

Oh, Matt, I love you.

- It wasn't like we were having sex all the time.

Maybe once, twice a day.

But what I remember most was just that feeling,

that something wasn't right.

Can you just be careful with that thing, please?

'Cause I told Mr. Roland I was gonna be responsible.

- Look, do you want everything to be about me?

Some day, you're gonna be like,

"Man, I was kinda cute."

- I didn't wanna be obvious about it.

Plus, you're not just cute.

I wouldn't want my man to be just cute.

Nice.

- It's the second time for me.

A day doesn't pass that I don't wonder,

would she still be here

if I hadn't driven her down there?

When you look at the name Leonerd Sawyar,

certain letters were darker.

If you line 'em up, it spells Leor Sawa.

I looked up the name.

What came up was pure evil.

This freak murdered a bunch of people in Canada,

got locked up in juvenile,

but somehow was released.

Then, back in '82, he was arrested again

with some dude named Barski for murdering

three coeds from the Washington State Theater School.

He plea-bargained as a witness against Barski

and was put into a witness protection program.

It says here his identity was changed,

and information regarding his release

was not formally shared with the public.

You see this blade?

It's pretty sweet, right?

Well, uh, my uncle says that it's protection

or it keeps me safe or somethin', I don't know.

But the mistake that people make

is they think that because this is not very big,

it's not a machete, that it's not gonna cause

too much damage.

But it will.

Drive sucked a little bit, it was pretty cold.

But, other than that, I got here safe and stuff, so

I guess it's all right.

Well that's good to hear.

Now, son, I know you got this,

but when you get down to LA,

try to do your best and call us.

Please take care of yourself.

All right? - Yeah.

It just sucked, you know,

'cause I was like losing her,

and she was,

she was goin' away, and then as soon as,

I was hoping that,

that when she would go down there,

you know, that things wouldn't work out,

and that maybe we could be together in some way

because I really,

I really thought that at the end of,

I thought that at the end of things

that it was just gonna be her and I.

That right?

She was the most beautiful girl in the world.

When I see those other pictures or video,

it's just make-believe.

- And this is us tryin' to get to Red Cliff.

Except we didn't get very far, did we, Matt?

- You know, it could help if you got a flatter rock.

Here ya go.

So, Matt, looks like you, uh,

got some sort of special technique there.

What do you call that?

- Um, this is called the Let's Hope It Works.

All right.

- Right on, Matt!

Woo hoo!

We are now officially unstuck.

See, Matt, this is amazing.

That's the thing about this world.

It's all here for the taking.

You just have to try.

- Jessie, don't talk to me like that.

- Don't talk to me like that.

- Like as if I lack ambition or I don't get it

when, in reality, it's you.

- You don't have to get upset with me.

- Well, I'm not trying to.

Some people actually have to work and go to school.

- Well I guess you've got it all figured out then.

Yay!

Excellente, Mr. Matt.

Can you hear that?

I can hear the wind.

Some birds.

It's incredible.

Thank you so much for taking me here.

- I wanted to.

- You know, I

wanted to--

- We're gonna be okay.

You can always come visit me.

- Yeah, and you can always come visit me.

- I will.

- Honestly, Jessie, you shouldn't be going there.

And I think you know that, too.

- Hello, Mr. Matt.

What ya doin' over there?

You whittlin'?

Can I talk to you about something?

- Yeah.

- You know, I don't tell you what to do

or what to say

or where to go.

I don't.

- I'm not.

- My problem is that I'm pissed off

that you're moving, and I'm gonna miss you.

- I'm going to miss you so much.

Do you get that?

- We're gonna do this my way.

- Okay.

- And I need you to know that I love you.

- I know you do.

- And I don't wanna hit you.

I don't like that.

- Okay.

- And I don't want anyone hitting you.

Do you understand?

- Yes.

- Good.

- Ready, Freddy.

- In the end, we are all just regular people.

We are all the same,

but we've got to do things right.

And what happened to Jessie wasn't right.

Jessie's body had been dumped in the morning,

right next to the road.

Just like when people throw away stuff

that they want the city to pick up.

There was just garbage and crap everywhere.

The coroner said that she'd been strangled with something,

that she had struggled.

There was a lot of other stuff that happened to Jessie.

I can't talk about it right now.

So how does this all work?

How do rapists, serial killers, and pedophiles

get released into society every day?

This sick fuck started when he was young.

Same old story.

Spent some time in juvie, then he was out again.

When he got out, he killed a whole family.

But first he raped and tortured the children.

This guy murdered his classmate in France.

He then decided to eat her.

They said he was mental, so they sent him

back home to Holland.

Afterward, he was let go.

He's free to this day.

Not only do they get out,

but then they have their own websites.

They sell their art,

and they make it seem like they are the victims.

This guy killed a seven-year-old girl.

He was sentenced to death 15 years ago,

but the state law changed.

He's now a free man.

Makes no fuckin' sense.

♫ Eyes lit

♫ I want short breaths

♫ I found dark eyelids

♫ Nice breasts

♫ Like the summer

♫ Into rough hands

This is for you, Mr. Roland.

I would like to thank you

for letting me check the camera out

as many times as I did.

You always asked us to be honest and genuine.

This is me trying my hardest.

So thank you.

♫ Eyes lit

♫ I want short breaths

♫ I found dark eyelids

So, I'm sorry, I'm a little lost.

I, I can't find my hotel because I'm not from here.

- Yeah.

- A couple days.

- Yeah, well, more like one day.

- You've gotta stay longer.

A day, it's nothing in Vegas.

What's around here?

- I don't understand why you had to ask her.

There were plenty of people around.

You could've asked anybody.

- She was standing right there.

- You're the one who flirts with everybody.

- No, I don't, I don't do it right in front of you.

- No, that's not what I'm saying.

- I don't know, I, you know,

you just really piss me off.

This is the agency ad that Jessie answered.

She sent them her pictures,

and they loved them.

She could model, make money,

live in Hollywood.

It was a dream come true for Jessie.

I didn't know who this Christiane or Maurice were,

but it just didn't seem real to me.

- Ta da!

Finally.

- Yes.

Your cell?

Oh, found it.

- Well, hello there.

Nice of you to join us.

What brings you here?

- I'm actually here to see Maurice.

My name is Jessie.

We just got in from Colorado.

- Yes, I am.

- Love the choker.

- Thank you.

- Model's boyfriend.

- All right, let's see what we can do.

Follow me.

And this is Ashley.

If you're very, very bad,

he might give you an interview.

Have you seen Christiane around?

- Hello, I'm Christiane.

- Hi, it's nice to meet you.

- You look more natural than in the pictures.

I love your nose.

You must be Matt.

Well, we've been expecting you.

Let's put your bags away.

Follow me.

I think you'll really love it here.

People are warm and open-minded.

Hello.

Hello.

Welcome, make yourself at home.

Those are all your bags?

You travel light.

- Uh, we have some more in the car.

- I see.

Who's that?

- It's Rocky. - Come in.

- Yes, everything just fine.

- I'll see you in a bit. - Okay.

Oh, this is Matt.

This is Jessie.

- Matt, Jessie.

Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.

- I'll see you later. - 'Kay.

Protection.

- Matt, be cool.

- This is fucking insane.

That afternoon was a blur.

We had drinks and hung out by the pool.

Christiane introduced us to her partner Maurice.

It was like we were in some crazy-ass cartoon or something.

They made it sound like Jessie was on easy street.

- Hey, Matt.

She already had two bookings.

It was all so quick. - Wow, look at her.

You new in town? - I am.

I'm from Colorado actually.

- Well you two have to be best friends.

She's one of my favorites.

- All right, which one you had

the, uh, roofies?

- Uh, that would be her. - Okay, yeah,

that's what I thought. - I love roofies.

- I'm kidding.

You didn't think I was serious, did you?

- She is going to do so well.

She's got something in her eyes,

beautiful smile, great vibe.

You put all of it together,

well, she could go the distance,

- Um. - I was telling her.

- Yeah. - Kind of.

- I mean, I make art, I'm an artist.

You know? - He's brilliant.

- Thank you.

- You are.

I want my art to be beautiful.

- Yeah.

- And I think you can bring

beauty to my art.

- You know, your girlfriend's really sexy.

- Thank you.

So are you.

- Thank you for saying that.

- I'm not just saying that, I mean it.

- I knew right from the start

there was this

connection.

Because people need to, to dream.

They need to, to imagine.

That's what I say.

Yeah, it's like a moving picture show.

Dreams can,

can loop around and around in your head.

And we're attracted to it.

Yeah, we're attracted to that.

It's like a, it's kinda like a golden light.

It drives us

until we make it a reality.

Most people think that's crazy,

but it's not. - I don't think

that's crazy at all.

Neither do I.

You know, you just have to stay focused.

Well, you gotta believe it.

- Well say something.

- Okay.

How did you like the trip?

- It was fun.

Actually,

it was amazing.

I'll always remember this.

Forever.

- Not just the trip.

Like, I'll always remember you and me.

And everything that we've been through.

So, yeah,

forever.

Wherever we are, it doesn't matter.

We're always together, right?

Hey, that Christiane.

How crazy was that?

- I couldn't believe what she was saying.

It's like she wouldn't stop.

- I mean, how many times do you have to say no?

- Like fifty million.

- And even that's not enough.

- I love you.

- Love you, too.

- Here you go.

- Thanks.

Well we better get goin'.

- Okay.

After I left LA, we took a break.

I just wanted her to do her thing.

And that she did.

I like the pressure on my neck.

♫ As we fall into sequence

♫ And we're eating our young

♫ Remain silent and still for

♫ Modesty

♫ When the splints have been broken

♫ And they can't help you now

♫ Do you pray with your eyes closed

♫ Naturally

♫ Follow me

♫ Into nowhere

♫ Woven with the utmost care

- I fuckin' love.

Fuckin' love it.

All right, let's get you over here.

Oh yeah.

Let's get you over here.

All right, face me a little bit.

Yeah, there ya go, good.

Good, good.

Stick it out.

Yeah, that's it.

Can you squat?

Okay, this is what I wanna do.

Just keep that wide, yeah.

Keep that wide, yeah.

All right.

Open your mouth, baby.

Yeah, okay, this is gonna be like,

be like, yeah, that's it, that's it.

Yeah, got it?

Okay, good.

Keep it open.

- No, no, no, keep it open.

It's really sexy.

Okay, can you stand up?

What's your name?

- Uh, it's Lacey,

and, actually, I just turned 18.

I got this as a present.

You like it?

- Yeah, I like it.

It's not your birthday suit, though.

That's what you have when you take that off.

- You're funny.

You think I'm funny?

What are you?

Are you sassy?

You're a fighter?

Like to fight?

Yeah, I can be a real prick, too.

You wanna see that?

- Not really.

I mean, I guess you kind of have to be, right?

You don't wanna get walked all over.

- Everybody likes a little fight.

- Yeah.

Otherwise, it's no fun.

Nice.

That's it.

You got a boyfriend out here?

- Um, yeah, he's in Colorado.

- I'm not sure.

As for her pictures, that didn't bother me.

In fact, they were good.

It was more about the people she was hanging out with.

I didn't like any of them.

They were just so fake.

So she was working?

- Yes, she was, at first.

Then we started getting offers from our, uh,

older and more established clients.

She wasn't into it.

So there wasn't much we could do.

- Well, you know, harder stuff.

- All right.

- When Jessie first got here,

you called her a few times, looking for her,

and, uh, well, she, uh,

she never got the messages.

- I'm telling you, I'm very sorry

about what happened to Jessie, okay?

But I'm trying to be straight with you here,

doing you a favor.

I don't need you to start freaking out on me.

You know, every day so many girls come here

from buses and trains and wherever the fuck,

and most of them know they have to do

whatever it takes to make it.

Some of the girls get it quick, and some don't.

Jessie sent us, uh, her photos and wrote us,

and how she wasn't shy and she was,

she was free,

but when it came down to it,

she was just this little girl.

It's all the same shit.

They build you up and then they tear you down.

Then people act like they never knew that person.

It is all bullshit.

In this case, people knew about Jessie

and what happened to her.

- I met her on a photo shoot,

and

I just worked with her that one day.

- I don't make it a point to know their names

or know much about them.

What I can tell you is that she was sweet.

- So we are here with Lacey,

who is the new it girl on the block.

Thanks for takin' the time. - No prob.

- Uh, so let's start with the basics, right?

First off, look at you, you look stunning.

Mm hmm, thank you.

For sure.

- Oh, thank you so much.

- You're welcome.

- Looks like you are really keeping busy.

- Yeah, I am. - Seems like you fit right in.

- Yeah, I mean, the outfits are really sexy

and the pictures are super cute.

- So tell me about this layout.

- Uh, well, we are doing a whole punk rock thing

mixed with a 1940s vibe.

It's super cool.

One way or another, there's always a damsel in distress,

which is me.

- I know that you're gettin' tied up.

- You know, I do, I get tied up,

and people love it.

So it kinda makes me feel

normal, in a way.

- And you get to have all these beautiful friends with you.

- Exactly.

- Just try to keep busy

and, uh, just saving up some money

so I can go home for a while

just to check up on some things.

You miss back home?

- There is someone that I miss a lot.

- I will.

- I mean, you promise. - I promise.

This was the last time that I talked to Jessie.

It wasn't in person.

But it was good.

It's cool out here and all,

but

there are

a lot of freaks.

I don't know.

It's just, like,

everyone's got an angle.

You know, like everyone's telling me to do this or that.

- Well if it doesn't feel right, don't do it.

Don't listen to them, okay?

- Well,

it's not easy when you're like this pathetic moth

in front of this bright light.

It, it's just not.

Hey, thanks for the advice,

and just do me a favor,

just don't make me look like a dork.

That trip.

I was such a mess.

I got all mad when I shouldn't have.

And I'm sorry.

- Don't worry, I'll be cool.

You know, Jessie,

you don't have to stay in LA.

Just come home.

- I love you, Matt.

I love you, too, Jessie.

- Bye.

Her Honda had been abandoned

in a motel parking lot.

She was supposed to do a photo shoot

three days earlier, but she didn't show up.

Her agency thought she flaked

and didn't report her missing.

This is the room where Jessie was staying.

Christiane, the lady from the agency,

said that Jessie got pissed

and bailed from the place.

My mom says we're just asking for it.

Asking for it.

Come catch me, come catch me, come catch me.

I love you, Matt.

Ever since I got the package,

it's been hard to keep everything in check.

All I had to go on was a frame

that I pulled from the tape.

As I look at everything in this room,

all I keep thinking about is Jessie.

And now,

somehow these memories,

they're all getting mixed up together.

- I feel terrible about what happened to your girl.

- It's really, really hard for me to talk about.

- She was sweet,

but broken.

She is going to do so well.

- Man, I don't concern myself

with what other people are doing.

My focus is mainly on what I'm doing.

I don't have time for that other shit.

That's what I do.

Some people like my shit, some don't.

It's not my problem.

I wish that I could say her dad and I were better,

but we weren't.

Still, Jessie had to know that I loved her.

She had to know that. - She did, she knew that.

She talked about you all the time.

- She didn't have to go.

How are things going for you?

- No one wants to talk yet.

- Yeah, well, we knew that.

That's what happens when you're dealing with scum.

Sick, sick people who know, they know,

and it's gonna come back to them

because

people make mistakes, and they will get found out

for what they did to my daughter.

Matt, I gotta go.

I gotta go, honey.

There's no gun shown, okay?

No gun involved.

Can you describe what you saw?

- I just looked over

and saw her in the ditch.

I thought

that's a little girl.

And I thought, who would ever do something like this?

When I first got this, I checked around,

but there was nothing on Leonerd Sawyar.

It was like he was a ghost or something.

Then, out of the blue,

I got this through my blog.

After trading a couple of emails,

we agreed to meet up when I got in town.

I couldn't tell Jessie's mom about this,

the tape, or anything about my trip.

This was the only person that I was able to connect with

that actually knew anything about Leonerd Sawyar.

Listen, I can't stay long,

so let's get to business.

Do you have my little donation?

- Yeah, I got it.

Are you 100% sure?

How do you know?

- Because it's important. - Then let's get to it.

All right.

This dude Leonerd, the guy that lives here,

as far as anybody knows, he's just an amateur.

But if he really is this Leor Sawa person like you say,

then I don't have any problem passing this on.

You know, people get to do whatever they want around here.

But not that kind of shit.

- People meet up all kinds of ways.

They get drawn to certain stuff.

Listen,

that's all I got, this is it.

This is where they found Jessie's body.

It's about five miles from the address

that I'm holding in my hand.

Are you coming

or are you just gonna stand there?

This is the address.

2246 Entrada.

My first thought was, it seems too quiet.

I didn't hear any birds, nothing.

It was like somebody took a switch

and turned the sound off.

All I could think of was, stay put.

Don't move.

Just wait till somebody finally comes out.

And then someone did.

Do you see that in your mind?

As I watched him standing there,

it seemed as if everything froze in time.

It was now or never

because all I wanted was for this to be over.

You look scared, Matthew.

- Fuck you.

- And you're bleeding.

Well, no, no matter, you, you're here now, right?

And your camera, too.

Now why don't you just gimme the knife

so we can do this right?

You're still gonna get what you came here for.

- You don't know what the fuck you're talking about.

- If, if I'd wanted to kill ya,

I'd have killed you already, right?

I mean, back at the hotel, I saw you.

All alone.

Typing, sleeping.

Dreaming about your girl.

- Don't talk about Jessie.

You don't know anything about her.

- Oh, but I do.

The very first day

you came here,

you left her alone at the party.

She was looking for ya.

She was looking for you,

but, no, 'cause you were too busy,

you were too busy with that, that lady friend.

- No.

- Oh yes, 'cause that's how we met.

- You're full of shit.

- Yeah, I know it's hard, it's a,

but you gotta understand,

there's nothing, nothing you could do.

Mm mm, it was all predestined.

I know because,

because she imagined me.

And I imagined her.

And that's how it happens.

I saw it in her eyes.

Just like the others.

It's not what I wanted.

But this, too, is meant to be.

Now get outta here.

Get back, outta the way.

Make sure that thing is still running.

'Cause every picture

should have a good ending.

My time is up.

There is nothing left for me to see.

Oh my God!

I'm not sure that something dark like this

can ever go away.

Leor Sawa made me his witness,

and there's nothing I can do about it.

But I do know we can't hide from it.

People need to understand

this does exist.

This is where Jessie was killed.

In a basement

in a house

just like any other house on a street

that could be yours or mine.

I've made a lot of mistakes,

and I can't change that.

But I was right about this trip back

and everything that was a part of it.

My memories of Jessie will always be the same.

Beautiful.

- Don't worry about it.

Just walk straight that way.

Do you know where we're going?

- Yeah, almost there.

- Thank you, Matt.

Thank you so much.

I love you, Matt.

You see this rock?

I want you to keep it.

And when I'm not with you,

you can feel like I am.

♫ Everything change

♫ And we'll all change again

♫ Sun sheds the light

♫ As the life sheds the skin

♫ You kiss your wish

♫ To the heart of the world

♫ Secrets are safe with

♫ Will not break the spell

♫ Come on, let's go home

♫ Buried in your womb

♫ Sing a song of death

♫ Till there's none left

♫ Love comes close

♫ But chooses to spare me

♫ Death comes close

♫ But ceases to take me

♫ I want to twist

♫ The knife a bit deeper

♫ To siphon the love

♫ From the hearts I believed in

♫ Look outside

♫ World is exploding

♫ Stay inside

♫ Still never knowing

♫ Taking cover

♫ With each other

♫ Sleeping off

♫ The century of hope

♫ Every day's changing

♫ Will remain the same

♫ Silhouettes shy

♫ As the rain rots the drain

♫ Every day's decay

♫ Debases the dream

♫ The ghosts that will haunt you

♫ Are not what they seem

♫ Still you say you're dead

♫ To depravity

♫ But that can't be true

♫ 'Cause I know you can hear me

♫ Love comes close

♫ But chooses to spare me

♫ Death comes close

♫ But ceases to take me

♫ I want to twist

♫ The knife a bit deeper

♫ To siphon the love

♫ From the hearts I believed in

♫ Look outside

♫ World is exploding

♫ Stay inside

♫ Still never knowing

♫ Taking cover

♫ With each other

♫ Sleeping off

♫ The century of hope

♫ Love comes close

♫ But chooses to spare me

♫ Death comes close

♫ But ceases to take me

♫ I want to twist

♫ The knife a bit deeper

♫ To siphon the love

♫ From the hearts I believed in

♫ Look outside

♫ World is exploding

♫ Stay inside

♫ Still never knowing

♫ Taking cover

♫ With each other

♫ Sleeping off

♫ The century of hope