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'In New York City's war on crime, 'the worst criminal offenders are pursued 'by the detectives of the Major Case Squad.
'These are their stories.
' You couldn't wait ten minutes to sell this place out from under me.
- She's barely in her grave.
- I didn't sell the house.
Mom did.
What? Who's gonna buy this dump? Some developer's putting up offices.
She got a good deal.
Oh! This is perfect! You are really something.
You never come out to see her and you complain that she sold the house, so she had something to live on! I'm upset, OK? I just buried my mother.
What is it, Ricky? You get kicked out of your apartment again? It's OK, Ricky.
They don't take possession until the end of the week.
Stay until then.
The phone's off butthe power's still on.
I need to find contact information for one of your members, Jay Lippman.
He's a mechanical engineer.
No, Lipp, with a P.
Two Ps.
Lippman.
You have to book the travel time as well as the appointment.
I don't wanna get there early and I don't wanna get there late.
And I don't know anyone named Rick Morrissey.
If he calls again, get rid of him.
I got some phone calls today.
- Who from? - Whoever it was just hung up.
Four times.
I don't know what you expect me to say.
Telemarketers do that.
Not when you pick up, Jay.
- I'm not going through this.
- You're wrong.
Don't the kids know when dinner is? Hello? Oh, sure.
How have you been? That's not gonna be possible right now.
Yes.
All right.
- I have to go out for a minute.
- That's just great.
That's how it's gonna stay.
- We got a problem, Jay.
- Sorry, I don't know you, OK? - That's the way it's gonna stay.
- Jay! We have to dig it up.
It's clay.
She was buried deep where it's cool.
That explains why it's only partial decomposition.
Plus the tarp was sealed.
No telling how long she was in the ground.
Not more than 20 years.
That's a black denim miniskirt from the London Limited.
They only made 'em the one season, 1983.
- You wore one of these? - I looked good in it, too.
Her fingers are in OK shape.
We might be able to get prints off 'em.
I'll need your men to canvas those buildings over there.
Somebody took the trouble to move her.
You gotta wonder why they picked such a public place to dump her.
Yeah, the question is why they took the trouble at all.
What? - That girl in the Bronx River.
- I told you, dump it to homicide.
It's one of yours.
Alyssa Cooney.
- Are you sure? - It's a tentative ID.
She had a previous injury, a broken leg.
Right.
The body had a broken femur and clavicle.
Alyssa had a skiing accident when she was ten.
That's her.
- Give it back to homicide.
- She was tortured, Captain.
She had rope burns on her wrists and ankles, her jaw was broken, she was penetrated with objects The case is too old, you'll never break it.
Killers like this, they don't stop after one ***.
Especially one they got away with.
We had one suspect.
Her boyfriend, Mike Heskey.
Last I heard he lived in Queens, off Astoria.
I told the police, I don't know how many times, what I knew.
The last time I saw her we were in a bar on Canal.
She was mad at me.
- Because you hit her.
- People in your dorm saw you.
That did happen.
I was studying for midterms and she wanted to party.
- I'm not making any excuses.
- Sure sounds like excuses to me.
I've never hit another woman again, in my life, you ask anyone.
What was the fight about, the one in the dorm? - Cos she was bored with me.
- She was shopping around? She had just moved to the city.
She was like someone who'd been let out of a cage.
Anything wild, that's You again.
I told you so many times, I don't know what happened to Alyssa.
We found the body.
- You found her? - We found her where you put her.
After you tied her up tortured her and killed her.
God is my witness.
I did no such thing.
It's all there.
Oh, God! There.
And there.
- And there.
- Look, I told you - There.
- God, help me.
There! What if I drove her into this? She was so mad at me.
Why didn't I stop her? He didn't do it, did he? Send him home.
Been a long time since I was out of the city.
Look, I've got that cough, that downtown cough.
I thought I'd go see my ex in Poughkeepsie.
$10,000 could take you a little farther than that, Ricky.
No, not to stop there.
She and I always talked about going to Maine, so I'm thinkingthis money, this could be a second chance for us.
You're looking to relocate? Good.
It's just erI hate to leave my sister.
Did you mention any of this to her? Any of this? - I didn't want her involved.
- Good.
I wanna see you get on that bus, Ricky.
I examined tissue from your corpse.
Whatever's in the ground water, the tissue would pick it up.
Trans-dichloroethelyne, xylene, ethylbenzene.
- Industrial-waste leakage.
- My first thought was the neighbourhood around the landfill.
It's a long ride from Staten Island to the Bronx with a body.
With all the checks since 9/11 There are private dumps in the Bronx, places where construction companies unload waste, no questions asked.
The smell, some days just awful.
We tried to shut them down but City Hall doesn't care about us.
Seems so.
We've been to six other dumps here already.
Is there any construction starting up? Maybe a swimming pool? A swimming pool? That would be nice.
The heat in the summer here'll kill ya.
- Oh, there's an office complex.
- They're building offices? Where? Juniper and Second.
Some geniuses think that companies wanna move outta downtown to the Bronx because it's safer because of the tragedy.
- I'll believe it when I see it.
- Thank you very much.
They bought these houses here.
The Marinos', the Dugans' and then Sue Morrissey's across the street.
She just died, God rest her soul, a week ago Monday.
- Is anyone else living there? - No.
- Thank you for your time, Mrs Gambi.
- You won't find anybody! Everybody's gone but me! I'll go around back, see if there's a way in through the garage.
Down here! You find something? Yeah, it's a grave.
There was a body in my parents' house that whole time? That's unbelievable.
with my mother and father.
Did you know a girl named Alyssa Cooney? I didn't.
I don't know if my parents did.
They're both dead now.
Did anyone else live there in 1983? - Maybe your parents had tenants? - No, no.
Excuse me.
How about neighbours? Any of them have access to the house? That Easter Mom and Dad took me to Florida for a week.
Mrs Gambi across the street, watered the plants.
- She live with any other family? - Her husband.
Maybe someone broke in while we were gone.
Mrs Colton, do you know a Richard Morrissey? Oh, Ricky's my brother.
Why? His fingerprints were found at your parents' home.
They were recent.
Yes, of course.
He was there for the wake.
Erm When we askedwho else lived in the house, you didn't mention him.
Well, you said 20 years ago and he was living in the city then.
He was at Hudson University.
- And that's why I got confused.
- Oh.
He's been in trouble before.
- Mostly drug-related offences.
- That was just stupid mistakes, nothing like what you're talking about now.
Anyway, he's been to clinics.
He's cleaned up.
We still need to talk to him.
He changes addresses a lot.
Well, how about those drugs clinics you mentioned? The clinic should update its files.
Morrissey hasn't lived here in almost a year.
Guy was a deadbeat.
Landlord had to get a court order to lock him out.
Has he been back since? Why would he come back? To get the stuff you kept when you locked him out.
Next time, when you're gonna lie, don't answer a question with a question.
We got rid of his stuff.
We sold it.
You'd have needed a court order for that, too.
Can we see it? Look, one more thing.
If you're gonna tell a lie, make sure you can back it up.
- I know what happened here.
- Morrissey came back for his stuff, gave you money, you didn't tell the landlord, - which is none of our business.
- OK.
He came back a few of days ago, paid what he owed, three grand.
- Three grand cash? - Yeah.
He looked flush.
- Get a current address out of him? - No.
All he took was his wedding pictures.
Said he was going outta town.
- He has a wife.
- Ex-wife, in Poughkeepsie.
Maureen.
That woman ran circles around the poor guy.
I haven't seen Ricky in years.
Good riddance to bad rubbish.
Heard he was heading this way with your wedding album under his arm.
Oh, please! You're making me wanna cry.
I'm starting to see why the two of you didn't work out.
Too bad he came into all that money.
So I got lousy taste.
- I gotta go.
- Ricky's luck was a little better.
Now he should be able to step up from a burned-out housewife with a faux mink jacket.
That shows how much you know.
This is sable.
- $2400 at Drapers.
- Where'd you come by it? Off the back of a truck? Fine.
Ricky was here.
He bought this for me.
How'd you get him to do that? Did you get him drunk? Is that what you did? You got him drunk and took all his money.
He owed me.
All the time we were married, me working like a dog, waiting tables, he was putting it all up his arm.
How much did you take him for? Six grand in change.
Then I dumped him back at the bus station.
Jay! Hey! Over here! - I was surprised to hear from you.
- I know, I know.
It's just, the main plan fell through.
Wanna grab a beer? What I've been through, I gotta be honest, I could use a beer.
You can't stay in the city.
We talked about this.
Yeah, but I'm thinking, "Where am I gonna go?" I don't know anybody anyplace else.
Here, at least I got my sister.
- I mean it, Rick! - OK.
The thing is, if you can lend me a couple of bucks.
Not a whole other ten, just to tide me over.
Call me at the office on Friday.
Use a payphone.
- What's this? - Junk Morrissey left behind.
Newsletter from the Hudson University Chess Club, 1983.
Morrissey's chess record.
He's 0 for 12.
Receipts from a blood bank.
He didn't make ten grand selling plasma.
I want it covered anyway.
From his sister.
"Since you always hang up on me "and you don't come home any more, here I am writing you.
"I just wanted to say I don't blame you.
It wasn't your fault.
"Please, please, please, call me.
" It's March, 1983.
That's a month before Alyssa Cooney disappeared.
Morrissey was the only son.
Mom's favourite.
Until something happened.
Something that kept him from going home.
Too bad it wasn't a truck running him over.
Surveillance just called.
We got a winner.
You just can't stay.
There were cops here looking for you, did you know? Cops? It's nothing.
Look, Sally.
It's just till F-Friday.
You You won't even know.
I'll sleep in the rec room.
Ricky Sally! Wait.
- Oh, geez! - Rick Morrissey? - You're under arrest, Ricky! - No! Sally! Don't hurt him! I didn't do anything.
I don't know anything.
- This is a mistake.
- Story of your life, Ricky.
I don't know if I need a lawyer.
What do you guys think? That's up to you.
We can't tell you.
But if I get one, then you guys are gonna think Oh, man! - Maybe I'd better.
- He really can't make up his mind.
I know it's important but I I don't know.
While you're thinking about it, why don't we talk about this body in your mother's basement? There's no body in my mom's basement.
That's crazy.
There's no body because you moved it.
No, no.
Hey, I just thought, can I talk to my sister about this lawyer thing? No.
Ever borrow her car? She lent you ten grand, maybe her car, too.
No.
That money, see, I got that from selling my mom's house.
That's the story you're going with? Yeah.
My mom wanted me to have that house.
She cared about me.
You loved her, you depended on her.
- For sure.
- You wouldn't do anything - to disrespect her, her house? - No.
Like burying a body in the basement? No! That's my point, it's crazy! I wouldn't do it.
- It was somebody else's idea? - Yeah.
- You just helped? - No! Wait, wait, wait! No! No! No! No, after the fact, because, like you said, it was somebody else's idea.
Yeah, yeah, I said that because it wasn't mine.
This is Mr Morrissey's lawyer.
- He didn't ask for a lawyer.
- But his sister did.
You be quiet.
He's invoking his right to be silent.
Now, scoot.
His sister made his bail.
If Mr Morrissey turns up at trial, I'll eat my hat.
He's not the one we need to worry about.
The girl wasn't killed in a frenzy.
The wounds were deliberately and carefully applied.
The body was methodically wrapped in a tarp.
The crime required organised thinking, decision-making.
- Morrissey isn't capable of either.
- There's an accomplice? - A Leopold to Morrissey's Loeb? - Well, half a Loeb.
- The half he didn't fry on drugs.
- He was in a university chess club? With an 0-in-12 record.
Please find this accomplice.
Do you know how long it's been since I even looked at a chessboard? - You edited the club newsletter.
- Back then chess was life.
My brother had Frazier-Ali, I had Fischer-Spassky.
Do you remember a Rick Morrissey? He was a member.
This guy.
Oh, yeah, Ricky.
Sorta cute but he had no game.
I saw in your newsletter that his playing improved.
He get lessons? I don't know.
Ricky never fit in.
People thought he was a little strange.
Too strange for the chess club? That must be a record.
How about this guy? He spent his freshman year building a computer that plays chess.
- In 1982 that's no small feat.
- Lippman.
Brilliant player.
Complete snob.
But if anyone could teach Morrissey anything, it was him.
Excuse me.
No! No, no, no, no! Listen to me! "Building a machine that truly thinks isn't playing God, it's being God.
" This is gonna be fun.
It took me two years to program.
Only a month to beat.
Was it as much fun as teaching Rick? - You think? - We talked to people in the club.
They thought maybe you had.
What they said was if anyone could've taught him, it would've been you.
I think they meant it as a compliment.
Sure, I gave him a few lessons.
The other members of the club had too much fun beating him.
And then watching them get beat by Morrissey, that must have made it all the more pleasurable.
I bet he was a better student than this computer.
I mean, it can't learn from its mistakes.
Neither could Morrissey.
That's another difference between men and machines.
You can only teach someone as much as they want to learn.
After a while, Morrissey lost interest in the club.
Did you stay in touch with him? No.
I never saw him on campus.
I I think he dropped out.
You know anybody else who was friends with him? No.
And I wasn't friends with him.
I like how you did that.
Make me cross the room by keeping your voice down.
It wasn't deliberate.
Come on, it's the classic Sicilian gambit to get me to the door.
We're done, anyway.
Erthank you for seeing us.
By the way You don't wanna know why we're asking about Morrissey? I can only imagine he's in trouble.
I really don't care.
I'm sorry I can't help you.
He was having a ball moving me around the room.
- He's a control freak.
What else? - No record, not even a speeding ticket, and we went back 20 years.
House in Westchester, wife, two kids, been a partner in an engineering firm for the last 15 years.
Put him together with Morrissey for something besides a chess game.
- Where'd they live at Hudson? - Morrissey on Mount Street, Lippman was in a dorm.
He have a roommate? Jay had a lot of theories about women.
They want this, they don't want that.
I doubt it was based on any actual fieldwork.
- He never had a date? - In the 80s, a lot of pharmaceutical experimentation was goin' on.
Lippman asked about quaaludes.
He needs some cos he's got a chick - who's hot to party with him.
- Know who she was? No, some high-school chick.
- When was this? - Right before spring break.
- So you helped him out? - Look, a couple of ludes.
A girl likes to party, why not? I don't think he closed the deal.
He would've told me about it.
OK.
Thanks.
Alyssa Cooney disappeared in April.
This doesn't fit.
Eames.
If you're going to stay in the city, you'll need a job.
I can introduce you to the foreman tomorrow.
I don't know.
I got a fear of heights.
We're not that high.
Come here.
I wanna show you something.
Come on, Rick.
Challenge yourself once in a while.
That's what you said that night.
"Challenge yourself.
" That was a long time ago.
A couple of cops came by my office today asking about you.
I didn't tell 'em anything.
You talked to them though, and you didn't tell me, Rick, did you? Don't.
Don't, Jay, cos I didn't.
I would never tell anything to anybody.
I know you, Rick.
Even after all this time, you think I don't know you? No, I mean it.
I didn't sayanything.
It's not so hard, Ricky.
Just a step.
No, no.
Come on.
Things just haven't worked out for you, Rick.
Your mom's dead.
- Your sister turned you in.
- No! No, she wouldn't do that! You must be tired of your life.
Never feeling safe.
Jay.
It's safety, Rick.
Don't you wanna be safe? Security guard came on duty at 8:00.
The gate had been left open.
Looks like a suicide.
Oh, yeah? What, did he have a note pinned to his chest? This is your fault.
You accused him without any proof.
He was scared.
That's why he did this to himself.
We don't think it was a suicide.
We think Ricky was murdered.
What? Over drugs? Is that what he was doing in that place? Sally, do you remember Jay Lippman? He was Ricky's friend in college.
Ricky introduced you.
- No.
- In February, before spring break? No.
Lippman got drugs from his roommate because he had a date with a high-school girl.
Youwere 17.
It wasn't me.
"I don't blame you.
It wasn't your fault.
" "Please, please, call me.
" You wrote this in March.
Your brother stopped coming home.
Why? Lippmandrugged you? Ricky had been telling me how smart Lippman was.
So we went to his dorm room.
Just for a couple of beers.
I started feeling woozy.
I couldn't even stand up.
AndLippman told Ricky to go down the hall and get us some cokes.
Ricky did.
It wasn't his fault.
What happened? I was lying on the bed, just out of it and Lippman opened my shirt.
He just looked at me.
Looked at you how? Ersort of fascinated, I guess, but frozen.
And then he started with one of the bottles.
And then the next thing, Ricky was banging on the door and they were yelling and then Ricky got me outta the room.
Thank you.
I know this wasn't easy.
Erone last thing.
Do you know where your brother got $10,000? Not from me.
He would have spent it on drugs.
Yes, my husband withdrew $10,000.
It was an investment.
So what? You have no business - snooping into our finances.
- We do have a warrant.
We were wondering why the bank calls you every time he takes out money.
Is it because you don't trust him any more, because he's had affairs in the past? I don't understand.
What has any of this to do with the police? Your husband could have gotten himself into serious trouble.
So please, just answer our questions.
There was one affair.
It was a very long time ago.
In '92.
It was very short-lived.
- You know the woman? - No.
How did you find out about it? Did he tell you? No.
He'd been increasingly unhappy and he'd left.
He was gone for a week, I don't know where, but when he came back, it was over.
Things have been fine ever since.
Before he left er what was his behaviour like? Ermwas he secretive? Impatient? I suppose, yes.
And when he came back from being away, - he was relaxed - Why is this? He was apologetic, erhe brought you gifts? Yes.
- What did he bring you? - A necklace.
And these little black-and-white cows for the children.
The necklace, do you remember what store it came from? The box said something like Bernard's orBerger's.
I don't remember.
Why are you asking me? It's all right, Mrs Lippman.
You've been very helpful.
One more thing, if you wanna tell your husband we were here, by all means.
We have no secrets from him.
The more he knows, the better it is.
- Tell me exactly what you told them.
- That it was a stupid affair - a long time ago! - This isn't about an affair! What is going on, Jay? Be a good boy, keep a nice home.
Everything's fine.
You can handle it.
- Jay? - I can handle it, Anne.
This isn't a problem.
It's going to be fine.
Bernard's Jewellery in Montpelier, Vermont.
That fits with the Ben and Jerry's cows.
He took his mistress for an ice cream in Vermont.
How does this? We sent the Alyssa Cooney file to the Vermont police.
We haven't heard.
Before he went to Vermont he gave every sign he was heading for a crisis, an eruption.
When he came back, the crisis was resolved.
Simple explanation.
He broke up with his mistress.
Linda Messaly.
21-year-old *** found November 1992 on Route 14 near Montpelier.
The manner of death matched Alyssa's.
The broken jaw, rope burns, suffocation, genital trauma, wrapped in tarp.
Her *** was the prime suspect but they never made the case stick.
I don't know that we'll have better luck sticking it on Mr Lippman.
- The forensic evidence is long gone.
- For crying out loud.
You can't establish a connection between Lippman and Morrissey's death and Morrissey is the only person to connect him to the Cooney girl.
Erm Well, forget about convicting him.
Do we have enough to arrest him? Well, if you had the right judge.
I know the right judge.
My client is more than happy to cooperate with your investigation but we can't understand the basis for his arrest - or for his humiliating treatment.
- It's for his own protection.
Jay.
Here.
Your lawyer tells us that you want to cooperate.
That's good.
The first item, thisincident with Rick Morrissey's sister, Sally.
- Incident? - She said you drugged her - and assaulted her.
- We're not talking about something the Statute of Limitations precludes you from prosecuting.
What's the harm in talking about it? We refuse to answer any questions about it.
End of story.
I get it.
Your lawyer's in charge, so we'll justtalk to him.
Er, the sister's statement It made it very clear your client and Morrissey were close friends - in the spring of 1983.
- You're talking about a statement - I haven't seen.
- I'll answer that.
- Jay - I can talk to them.
I have nothing to hide.
Morrissey told me his sister wanted a date with a college man.
He said she liked doing drugs.
I misunderstood her intentions.
As soon as I realised my mistake, I stopped, the date ended, Morrissey took her home.
One of the interesting details that Sally remembered is you were wearing boots, Frye boots.
Interesting because we found some old boot prints in the basement where Alyssa Cooney was buried.
II can't see Oh, oh, oh, oh, I didn't say you could touch that.
That'sevidence.
We went back over some of the old newsletters from the chess club.
We found a photo of you that's very pertinent.
I think it shows you wearing boots that might fit that imprint in the basement.
See? Those aren't boots, those are loafers.
I never wore boots, so you're wrong.
But now you're sitting where I want you to sit.
Another thing Sally told us is you tried to inserta bottle.
- That's categorically untrue.
- But significant because it's consistent to what was done to Alyssa Cooney.
It was Morrissey, right, who picked up Alyssa, brought her back to you, to make up for taking Sally away? Your partner has the insane notion that I was Rick Morrissey's puppeteer.
Nothing could be further from the truth.
I don't know that Morrissey killed that girl but if he did, he did it on his own.
He was a very disturbed Well, now I can hear you.
Andyou can hear me.
What was disturbing to you? Was it that Morrissey had something that you didn't? - Love that you'd never had? - That's not true.
Love that you would do anything to get? I bet that you were awkward withwith girls.
Oh, you didn't know how to talk to them.
They had their own ideas about what they wanted.
- No, no.
- Your *** gropings werewell, infantile, and clumsy and unsatisfying.
My client wants to return to his cell.
To get this girl, thislove you needed someone like Morrissey tooffer up his sister.
To bring you Alyssa Cooney.
You got it out of your system and got on with your life.
You became an exemplary man, with a wife, and a family, a home.
And for a while, these needs, these thoughts, were kept .
.
quiet inside you.
But they came back, didn't they? And you surrendered to them.
And you went north.
For ten years you held on.
Ten years! This took skill.
It took control, it took grand mastery.
And that was the real feat, wasn't it? You have no idea.