01x07 - Cassandra

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Monster: The Jeffrey Dahmer Story". Aired: September 21, 2022.*
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The story of one of the most notorious serial K*llers in the United States, largely told from the points of view of his victims.
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01x07 - Cassandra

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[locks clicking]

[grunting]

[Tracy panting]

Help me!

He tried to k*ll me!

Help me! Help me!

Help!

[baby crying faintly]

[gasps, whimpers]

[door slams]

[pensive music playing]

[panting]

[Tracy yelling] Help! Help me, please!

Somebody call the police!

He tried to k*ll me!

Help me!

[pensive music continues]

- [door slams]

- [lock clicks]

[chain lock rattling]

[gasps]

[dials]

[gasps softly]

- [hangs up phone]

- [exterior door slams]

[officer] Stay where I can see you.

[Tracy] I'm tellin' you. This is the guy

who's k*lling them. God as my witness.

[knocking on door]

[knocking continues]

[knocking echoes]

[officer, muffled] Anything you say will

be used against you in a court of law.

[Tracy] f*ck you!

For what I did, I should be dead.

[sighs]

[Glenda] What did Jeff Dahmer do?

'Cause I know he was doing something!

Clear it out. Make a path! Comin' through!

[sound muffles]

[intense music playing]

I knew you was up

to something, Jeff Dahmer!

And I called y'all!

And I told you

over and over a million times

that something was going on,

and you know what you did?

Y'all did nothing!

Nothing!

What? Y'all m*therf*ckers knew?

- You knew?

- Sir, calm down.

You knew this m*therf*cker

was k*lling people?

What'd y'all find in there?

[bulb flashes]

Hmm?

And what y'all gonna do

about this young man?

You see he obviously needs

to be taken care of!

Ma'am, this is police business.

Just go back inside.

I called y'all for months!

For months!

And now you finally came?

And it's too late!

Y'all came too late!

[reporter on TV] Some neighbors here

complained of a stench for almost a year.

But they never imagined

what might be causing it.

Milwaukee Police were led

to an apartment in this building

after they were flagged down

by a handcuffed man

[police siren blaring]

[people clamoring]

[siren chirps]

[reporter on TV] Fifteen human bodies,

including three heads

preserved in a refrigerator.

[loud banging on door]

[officer] Ma'am,

you have to leave the premises.

We're asking all residents to evacuate

for our investigation and their safety.

Wha What?

Wait a minute. [scoffs]

Where exactly am I supposed to go?

The entire building's a crime scene.

There's toxic chemicals in here

that could be a hazard.

Wait.

How many did you find?

Bodies?

[man on walkie-talkie]

Come out front. Over.

[officer] Copy that.

Ma'am, just pack your things

and vacate the building, okay?

[man on TV] On to the news desk. Ann?

[Ann] Thanks, Brian.

In the news this morning,

on a serious note,

police in Wisconsin this morning

are investigating a grisly discovery

in a Milwaukee apartment.

The discovery of pieces of bodies.

Police found parts

of as many as 15 human bodies inside.

Police were led there by a man

who told them

he'd been att*cked with a butcher Kn*fe.

Police are questioning the 31-year-old man

who lives in the apartment.

The Milwaukee newspapers

reporting the man had

- [police siren chirps]

- [horn honks]

[bangs shut]

[man] So far, we've identified

11 different bodies.

From what Dahmer's told our detectives,

we think there's more.

How many more?

Not sure. Sixteen, 17, maybe.

[sighs] Jesus.

Apparently, he k*lled

his first victim in Ohio.

[indistinct chatter]

The bodies in the apartment,

have we been able to establish identities?

Based on the condition of the victims,

we thought it might take a while,

but Dahmer's kept more than their bodies.

He kept their IDs.

One of his victims was only 14 years old.

Christ, could this case get any worse?

What?

So, you're saying that one of the victims

had actually managed to escape,

and two of your officers

escorted him back to Dahmer's?

[chief] Looks that way.

The Laotian boy,

we're still investigating the matter,

but apparently a concerned citizen

tried to intervene and save the boy,

but she was ignored.

Glenda Cleveland.

- I hesitate to ask

- She's Black.

Goddammit!

Are you planning

to discipline these two officers?

I'd like to finish

our internal investigation first.

Can't you at least suspend them

to give the public the impression

that you're doing something about this?

Mayor, I have to tread carefully.

I've been chief in Milwaukee two years,

but the cops here still

consider me an outsider.

The police union tends to protect its own.

Okay, and I would advise you

to protect your own ass and mine

before this becomes more than just

a story about a deranged serial k*ller.

Understood.

Have you notified

the victims' families yet?

[sighs]

We're about to.

[car doors slam]

[doorbell rings]

- Yes?

- Afternoon. I'm Detective Kennedy.

This is Detective Murphy.

Are you related to Errol Lindsey?

Yes. Tony's my son.

[knocking]

Uh, hi. Uh, we're with

the Milwaukee Police Department.

What's going on?

Um

These men are with the police.

Is he dead?

[in Laotian]

- Can we speak to your mother and father?

- Pa?

- It's about Konerak?

- [Kennedy] May we come in?

[Sounthone in Laotian]

Is he okay?

- [boy in English] It's about Konerak.

- [Sounthone] Is he okay?

[Kennedy] Mr. and Mrs. Sinthasomphone,

I'm sorry to say that your son is dead.

[sobbing] Y'all found Errol's body

with those other ones, didn't ya?

[Kennedy] It appears he was m*rder*d

by a man named Jeffrey Dahmer.

- That man molested my brother Somsack!

- [woman sobbing]

He was supposed to be in jail!

You knew about him!

- Well No, we didn't.

- No, no, we only found out

- [boy] Konerak was only 14 years old!

- [woman sobbing]

Can we come in, ma'am?

No, you may not!

Glenda, can I have a word?

Mr. Lively, he saw the newspaper article

where you gave an interview.

I'm surprised he saw it.

They buried it on page 27.

Did the article upset him?

Yes. Yes, it did.

This is a very conservative business

with a very conservative clientele.

- And in the article

- Mm-hmm.

Well, what you said was very upsetting.

[Glenda] Well, when

the police arrived on the scene,

they believed Jeff over my daughter

and my niece who called 911.

Jeff told them this child

was his 19-year-old lover,

and they believed it!

Even though the baby

ain't had on no clothes,

couldn't speak a full sentence,

and was obviously drunk, drugged up.

Baby, can you tell us your name?

I don't know what grown person

in their right mind

could've looked at that baby

and not think he was in danger,

no less a man.

But I couldn't get that baby off my mind.

And I called the police over and over

to to check on his welfare

and make sure he was okay.

But they just told me they had it handled.

[woman] Mr. Lively is worried

about the press.

Our clients would not like

that kind of attention.

And Glenda

Yes?

There have been some complaints about you

from some of the other ladies

who work in your division.

They see you crying sometimes

at your desk.

Well, I try not to cause a scene.

I I I do. I try.

You gotta understand that.

I get up. I excuse myself.

I go to the restroom for a private moment

when those feelings rise up.

[sniffles]

[woman] This is becoming an HR issue.

And while I personally understand. I do

Do you?

[quietly] I'm sorry.

I am I am so sorry. It

[sighs]

I just feel

I just feel the pressure of the situation.

About your neighbor.

Who made the zombies.

Did you ever see the zombies?

I'm I'm just curious.

[sobbing softly]

[reporter on radio] We have an update

for you on the case of Jeffrey Dahmer,

the 31-year-old suspect involved

in a chain of grisly murders

throughout Milwaukee.

We are learning that Dahmer

would drug and asphyxiate

Reverend Jackson, I have to confess,

I have my reservations

about you getting involved in this case.

Go on, son, speak your mind.

Well

Rodney King,

Latasha Harlins,

the Central Park Five,

I understand how those cases

fit into our civil rights agenda.

But this Jeffrey Dahmer dude?

A gay serial k*ller who eats people?

Who, it appears, mostly targeted

young Black and brown men.

I feel terrible for the victims

and their families, of course,

but it doesn't really feel like our fight.

Why? Because some of the victims

might have been gay?

You told me to speak my mind, Reverend.

It may not look like it,

but this Dahmer case,

it is our fight.

If you want to slay a dragon, son,

you got to att*ck it from all angles.

And injustice is one hell of a beast.

[dramatic music playing]

[Jesse] I was shocked by

the Dahmer murders like everyone else.

But the more I learned about the case,

the more I realized

it was not just a gruesome horror show.

It's a metaphor for all the social ills

that plague our nation.

Bad policing, underserved communities,

the low value we assign

our young Black and brown men,

especially if they happen to be gay.

The fact that Black and brown folks

still don't have a voice

and when we do speak up,

we're too often ignored.

And I'm hoping

that as the leaders of this fine city,

that both of you men would take swift,

immediate action to address

and redress these wrongs.

Reverend Jackson, we understand

your reasons for coming here,

but to be honest,

we're worried your presence

may complicate our own efforts.

How so?

The Dahmer case, I mean,

what he did to those young men

and that 14-year-old boy

The whole city's on edge,

and we are doing our best

to address the community's concerns.

But it's a delicate situation.

Our cops have been

getting rocks thrown at them.

We nearly had a riot break out.

The last thing that we need right now

What?

A national civil rights leader

shining a light

on your police department's incompetence?

For an outside agitator

to further inflame racial tensions.

With all due respect, Chief,

I think we are well past that.

[muffled yelling]

[Jesse] You got Black and brown folks

angry at the police,

calling for justice.

You got a city that's been traumatized

by these horrific murders, yes.

But also years of poverty,

high unemployment,

discrimination, police brutality.

Yes, Chief, I did come to Milwaukee

to be an agitator.

To hold you gentlemen accountable

and demand an end

to this pattern of racism and neglect.

I also came here

to do whatever's in my power,

as a leader, as a Christian,

to help this broken community heal.

So like it or not, gentlemen,

you're not getting rid of me.

Now, I assume you

spoke with Glenda Cleveland.

Actually, no, not yet.

Can you at least tell me

where I might find her?

- [knocking on door]

- [door unlocks]

Ms. Cleveland.

- Yeah?

- I'm

I know who you are, Reverend Jackson.

I voted for you. Twice.

May I come in?

Huh? Yeah.

[splutters] Uh, yes. Yes, yes.

[Jesse] So I hear

you're a data entry clerk.

[Glenda] Yes, that is right, Reverend.

I been doing it

since my daughter Sandra was a baby.

[Jesse] How old is Sandra?

- Just turned 18.

- Mm.

It's crazy 'cause I was that age

when I had her.

My mama had me at 16.

In Greenville, right?

I told you I voted for you twice.

You remind me of my mother.

Strong, resilient.

[chuckles]

Now, I know a Southern girl

when I hear one.

Where are you from originally?

- Mississippi.

- Mm-hmm.

[laughs] A little farming town

called Carthage,

but as good as it was,

I knew I wanted better for Sandra.

So, after I had her,

we moved to Milwaukee in '73.

Been just the two of us here ever since.

[sighs]

Mmm.

Lord knows it ain't always been easy.

I read the interview.

How you tried to save that Laotian boy.

[Glenda] It ain't right, Reverend.

And, you know, the police

still ain't called to talk to me.

I'm aware. It's inexcusable.

Here I am,

being pestered by reporters from France.

Paris, France!

And the cops right here in Milwaukee

ain't interested in what I got to say.

It's like

It's like our people don't count.

No matter what we do

or how loud we shout, it

They never listen.

I'll listen.

[soft emotional music playing]

[chuckles softly]

Well,

after the Konerak incident,

things with Jeff got really bad.

[chuckles]

[indistinct chatter on TV]

[faint clattering]

[can pops open]

[crowd laughing on TV]

[sniffs, gags]

[knocking]

[bottle clatters]

[locks clicking]

Glenda, hey.

Jeff, sorry to bother you,

but there's a smell

coming from your apartment.

A smell?

A stench came through the vent

so strong, I almost threw up.

Oh

I'm sorry.

It might've been the barbecue.

I was trying out a new way to cook it.

I guess I let the meat sit out too long.

You can smell it through your vent?

Like it was in the next room.

Hmm.

[sighs]

Well

I promise I'll throw it out first thing,

and I won't cook it like that again.

- I really am sorry. Good night.

- Wait, Jeff, is every

[locks clicking]

[baby crying faintly]

[grunts]

- [man 2] Can I take those?

- Get back!

Oh, I'm sorry.

I I didn't mean to scare you.

I'm Dean. I just moved in, 308.

[sighs with relief]

Mm. Glenda, 215.

Sorry I snapped on you.

You just You gotta be careful

in this neighborhood.

Well, I'm a good guy. Scout's honor.

Um May I?

- Okay.

- Okay. [chuckles]

[Dean grunts]

And don't leave your door unlocked.

We've had a string of robberies lately.

Mostly addicts looking

to score money for their next fix.

This cr*ck is out of control.

Most of the people in this building

are good and decent.

Now, you do got a few shady characters

that you gotta look out for.

Well, I'll keep my eyes open.

Thanks, Glenda. You have a good one.

You too, Dean.

[Jeffrey] Hey! You're the new guy, right?

[Dean] Yeah, I'm Dean.

Jeff.

Hey, Jeff.

I've seen you around.

[Dean chuckles] Have you, now?

[Jeffrey] So, Dean,

what kind of stuff you into?

Um, well

I'm into building monster models.

Monster models?

That's a thing?

[chuckles] Cool.

Mm. [laughs]

Well, um, maybe I could bring

some brewskis by your place,

and we could, uh, build one together.

[Dean] Brewskis?

[Jeffrey] A six-pack.

[Dean laughs] Sure. Yeah, um

Yeah, I'm down.

- [Jeffrey] Let me get your phone number.

- [Dean] Sure.

[sighs]

[bottles rattling]

[objects clattering]

[clattering]

[knocking on door]

[R&B music playing softly]

- Hey.

- Hey.

So, uh, I was thinking about

grabbing a beer and a slice over at Sal's,

if you, um, care to join.

[Dean chuckles] Um

Unless you'd rather stay here

with Frankenstein.

He can wait. Let me get my keys and sh*t.

- Sure.

- Okay.

[song stops]

- [game show bell chimes]

- [audience applauds]

[woman on TV] A P.

[chattering indistinctly]

[game show bell chimes]

[Glenda sighs]

[man faintly] No! No!

No!

- [objects clattering]

- [muffled yelp]

It wasn't my imagination.

I definitely heard somebody screaming,

and it was coming

from Jeff Dahmer's apartment.

[man 3] What do you

want me to do, Ms. Cleveland?

Your job! It's my fourth time calling.

I want you to go over there

and see what the hell he's up to.

I am telling you,

between the noises and the smells,

something ain't right!

I can give him a warning

about the noise complaint and the smells,

but Mr. Dahmer's a good tenant.

Yeah, I I called,

and I complained about him before.

I think I spoke with an Officer Baznorak

or Bouziak or

[man 4] Yes, I see

a record of the conversation.

So what's the issue, ma'am?

Okay, well, a few minutes ago, I heard

screaming coming from his apartment.

Screaming? Like an argument?

No, like somebody in pain.

Do you still hear it?

No, it stopped.

But, Officer, can you please just send

somebody out here to check it out?

I can send a unit

to stop by his place tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

Sir, tomorrow could be too late.

[man 4] I'm sorry, ma'am.

Unless it's an active situation,

that's the best I can do.

[Glenda] Whenever I call y'all,

you say the same thing.

"Oh, I'm gonna send somebody tomorrow!"

And nobody ever shows!

[man 4] Is there anything else

I can help you with, ma'am?

- [Glenda] Thank you for your time.

- [hangs up phone]

[knocking on door]

[reggae music playing softly]

- [man 5] Ms. Cleveland.

- We need to talk.

[man 5] Building manager.

[knocking]

Okay, see?

This letter is postmarked two weeks ago.

That's around the time

I saw him talking to Jeff.

He ain't picked up his mail since.

Mr. Vaughn?

We comin' to drop off your mail, Dean.

See? Open the door.

Glenda, the guy's not here.

I can't just let you into his apartment.

[Glenda] Take a good whiff.

Does that smell right to you?

[manager] And you didn't cook

anything strange?

No, I'm telling you, it's next door.

It's coming from this vent.

[sniffs]

Ugh.

Yeah, okay.

[Glenda] He keeps making excuses.

"Oh, it's the meat that went bad,"

and then nothing happens.

And then I complain,

and nobody does anything.

And I know

I'm not the only one complaining, sir!

Yes, yes, I know. I was going to

Pamela Bass,

she complained about the smell.

Pat from across the hall,

she complained to you,

and there ain't nobody listening to us.

It's gotten so bad

that me and my daughter

can't stand to sleep in our own home.

Smells so bad most nights,

she goes and stays at her boyfriend's.

Right now I got the fan going

and the window open,

and I still can barely stand

to be in here.

So I am asking you,

Mr. Princewill,

to please evict him.

[faint whirring]

- [whirring continues]

- Mr. Dahmer

Uh

you know, you've been a good tenant,

you pay your rent on time

[slurring] Sorry, what?

Could you just step outside, please?

[chuckles]

Uh

I'm sorry, but I gotta give you this.

Okay.

It's an eviction notice. I'm sorry.

What?

[tense music playing]

What are you talking about?

No, no, come on.

It's the smell, Jeff.

I keep getting complaints.

[tense music playing]

Well, that's why I got a cleaning crew in!

Cost me $49.

Well, okay, but it doesn't matter.

You have 30 days. Okay? I'm sorry.

[inhales sharply]

[intense music playing]

Come on, man.

You know I just got fired today.

I'm sorry, Jeff.

People have been complaining.

You're not the only person

I've got to look out for.

f*ck!

Hey, Sopa. Look, I'm sorry. I just, like

I never meant

to cause any trouble. I just

I'm sorry, Jeff.

I really am.

It was Glenda, wasn't it?

She's the one who complained!

I'm sorry, Jeff.

[soft knock on door]

Hey, Glenda.

Hi.

[Jeffrey] So listen, I just want to say

I'm really sorry. Okay?

And if you take back the complaint,

I promise I won't cook anymore.

No, Jeff. It's done.

All right?

Wait, hold on. Hold on. Hold on.

Can I just

Can I come inside just for a sec?

Why?

Because I got a cleaning crew in today

that cost me $49,

which I don't have

'cause I just got fired.

So, I just wanted to see

if I was still stinking up your place.

Okay?

[Glenda sighs]

Okay.

[Jeffrey sniffing]

See?

Smells nice.

I don't smell nothing.

Is your daughter here?

What is that?

That's your present.

What is it?

Are you gonna sit down,

or are you just gonna stand there?

Like, what?

You're scared of me.

I am not scared of you.

Well, come on. Sit down then.

Jeez. I got you something.

I'll sit down with you.

But it ain't gonna change nothing.

You're getting evicted,

and it ain't my problem.

I know, 'kay?

I'm just trying to make peace here.

Say I'm sorry.

So you gonna open your gift?

It's a sandwich.

Thank you. I'll eat it later.

No. Eat it now.

I used to be a butcher.

I made that just for you.

Go ahead.

I don't know what's in that.

It's just meat.

What kind of meat?

It's like a, uh

pulled pork.

I'm not eating that.

Why?

Are you a vegetarian?

No, I'm not a vegetarian,

but I'm not eating a sandwich

that my neighbor made

when his apartment been smelling

like a dead raccoon's ass,

stinking up my house

since the day he moved in.

Okay.

Fine.

Try to do a nice thing, you know?

You're just like my mom.

My grandma too.

Telling on me

when I ain't done nothing wrong.

I ain't your mama, Jeff.

Take back the complaint.

I told you, it's done.

No, it isn't.

It doesn't even smell in here.

Take back the complaint.

I made you a sandwich.

What do you do in there? Huh?

- Where?

- In that damn apartment.

The smells, all all the power tools

going all hours of the night.

I'm just building something.

Well, what about the screaming?

What screaming?

I hear screaming

coming from your apartment.

Mm.

Sometimes I have nightmares.

What about that little Asian boy?

[sighs] I don't know.

We broke up.

And what about Dean Vaughn?

You was talking to him in the hallway,

then I never saw him after that.

Tell you what,

you tell me where he is,

I'll take back the complaint.

I don't know where he went.

All right then.

You're movin' out.

Eat the sandwich. I made it for you.

I'll eat it later.

I want to see you try it.

See if you like it.

[suspenseful music playing]

Get out of my apartment.

Eat it.

Get outta my house.

- [doorknob turning]

- [keys jangling]

[girl] You better open up!

[indistinct yelling]

[door bangs]

[suspenseful music continues]

Okay.

- [door shuts]

- [gasps]

[exhales sharply]

[TV host] All right. Here we go.

Top seven answers are on the board.

We asked 100 married women

[door slams]

[Jeffrey] Relax.

[man 6] I know. I'm just saying,

I got a wife and two kids, okay?

[Jeffrey] Oh, that's not a big deal.

It's just some photos,

you know? Artsy stuff.

It ain't gonna take long.

Besides, it's 100 bucks.

- [man screams] No!

- [loud clattering]

Ow!

- [clattering]

- [man screaming]

[loud groans]

[clattering]

- [man 6] No

- [Jeffrey] Hey, hey

[man 6] Stop! No! It hurts!

- [Jeffrey grunting]

- [dull thuds]

[clanging]

[Glenda gasps]

[silence]

[dialing]

[line ringing]

[operator] 911.

Hello, this is Glenda Cleveland.

Can you send an officer

to the Oxford Apartments?

What's the emergency?

Well, I I think it's a fight

going on next door,

and somebody

somebody is either being hurt or k*lled.

Can you go make sure?

What? What? No, I can't!

I said I think somebody is being k*lled.

I ain't going next door!

We'll send a car over.

Wait. You're not even going

to ask me the apartment number?

Ma'am, I said we'd send somebody.

Y'all always say you gonna send somebody,

and nobody ever shows!

I done called y'all like 50 times!

- I need you to lower your voice, okay?

- [loud whirring]

If you keep calling us all the time,

how are we gonna know

when it's an emergency?

911 is a resource, okay?

I am saying somebody is being k*lled!

Do you get that?

[intense music playing]

[faint clattering through vent]

[metal clanging]

[sniffles]

[electric saw whirring]

[whirring stops]

[sobs softly]

[electric saw whirring]

[whirring stops]

[water running]

[water stops running]

[metal scraping]

[Glenda softly] Please

[metal scraping]

[clattering]

[Polaroid camera clicking, whirring]

[Polaroid camera clicking, whirring]

[Polaroid camera clicking, whirring]

- [electric saw whirring]

- [splattering]

- [gasps, gags]

- [cracking sounds]

[sobs]

[intense music fades]

You knew he was a monster.

[softly] I knew.

But nobody heard me.

I hear you, Glenda.

I hear you,

and finally others have too.

Tomorrow, Chief Arreola's

suspending the two officers

who ignored you about the boy.

I'll be honest.

It's just the first step in a marathon.

It's nearly impossible

to hold cops accountable,

but this first step wouldn't have happened

without you, Glenda.

Your voice is gonna make a difference.

[sniffles] Oh.

- [whimpers]

- Let it out, now.

[sobs]

Yeah.

[sobbing]

[continues sobbing]

[muffled sobbing]

[eerie music playing]

[music continues]
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