The Dead Girl

[pigeon cooing]

[bird crying out]

(Mother)

Arden?

(female voice)

Arden?

Are you down there?

Arden?

Arden?

(Mother)

All right.

Right there.

(officer No. 1)

Ma'am,

please wait here.

Oh, shit!

(officer No. 2)

Dispatch 27,

got an 1 144--

What did they

say to you?

- [doorbell]

- Nothing.

Twenty five minutes

of nothing?

There's a dead girl.

They just asked

some questions.

What are they

asking you for?

You don't

know anything.

I found her.

And you

called the Police.

You're the reason

those bloodsuckers

are out there,

swarming all

over my yard,

ringing my bell,

like they know me.

Before I know it,

they're going to be

pouring into my cupboards,

climbing up my stairs!

I just told them

about the dead girl!

You found her.

So what!

You keep walking!

You keep your

mouth shut!

You stupid!

Are you the one

that found the body?

(woman reporter)

Could we just get

an interview?

(male reporter)

What were you doing

in that area?

Did you know

that she

was mutilated?

[muted voices]

[upset breathing]

[supermarket music]

[indistinct female voices]

(female cashier)

And 60 cents change.

You want help out?

That's okay.

U h, where is--

where is your car?

Hey, you look

sweet on Tv.

That was you,

wasn't it?

Yeah, some people--

some people are mean,

you know,

you can see it

right here but--

you look real sweet.

Oh, I got it.

You want 'em in the back

or the front?

Back, please.

Uh, you--you need

to open it.

I'd like to take

you out sometime.

Oh!

I don't really--

You don't want

to go out with me?

Come on.

Come out with me.

It'd be fun.

I get off

at 1 1.

I can't.

Why? You got

a boyfriend?

No.

I'm not

gonna hurt you.

Thank you.

So, I'll see

you at 1 1?

(female voice)

Arden?

What did you do

to your face?

Nothing.

What's that stink?

Nothing.

The milk is sour.

[agh]

Take that off.

No!

Take it off!

You look like

a two dollar hooker.

You'd have

to pay them!

Where are

the cameras now,

Miss America?

Prancing up and down,

look at me!

Iook at me!

Spending all

my money on

all this crap!

Looking in the mirror

day and night

like a goddamn whore!

Oh, Jesus!

He took

the wrong one!

It shoulda been you,

not my boy!

Don't you talk

about him!

Don't you ever!

[breaking glass]

[gasps]

Ah!

[glass falls

on floor]

(Mother)

You filthy thing!

I'll tell them

what you did!

They'll arrest you!

You leave me,

nobody can want you.

You have nothing.

I'm bleeding.

Arden, I'm bleeding.

There 's blood on me!

[soft music on radio]

So, what was it like?

What was what like?

Finding that dead girl.

I don't know.

Sad.

I guess.

She had cuts

on her hands, right?

How do you know?

It's defense.

It means

she tried to fight.

Her clothes

were all cut up,

too, right?

She wasn't wearing

any clothes.

Why would

her clothes

be cut up?

Not a functional cutting.

That's what they call it

when the cuts don't

serve any purpose.

The 405 killer

did the same thing.

All of his victims

had these cuts

in their clothes

that the cops

couldn't explain,

'cause they didn't

make any sense

with the wounds

the girls had.

And then,

when they

finally caught him,

they realized

that it was part

of his foreplay.

And then,

when they looked

into his records,

they found out

that he'd been caught

stealing women's clothes

off the clothesline

when he was 12

years old.

And the cops went

to his parents' house

and they asked him

why he did it,

and he started crying

and he handed over

a box full

of women's underwear

bras and nylons

and underwear

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