Monster: Inside the Mind of Aileen Wuornos

Operator: We have a call to Room 160 from Lee.

Moore: Uh, yes, go ahead.

Wuornos: Hey, Ty?

Moore: Yeah.

Wuornos: What are you doing?

Moore: Nothing. What the hell are you doing?

Wuornos: Nothing. I’m sitting here in jail.

Moore: Yeah, that’s what I heard.

Wuornos: How… what are you doing down here?

Moore: I came down to see what the hell is happening.

Wuornos: Everything’s copacetic. I’m in here for a… a… vi… uh… con… carrying a concealed weapon back in ’86… and a traffic ticket.

Moore: Really?

Wuornos: Uh huh.

Moore: Because there’s been officials up at my parents’ house asking some questions.

Wuornos: Uh oh.

Moore: And I’m getting sacred.

Wuornos: Hmmm. Well, you know, I don’t think there should be anything to worry about.

Moore: Well, I’m pretty damn worried.

Wuornos: I’m not going to let you get in trouble.

Moore: That’s good.

Wuornos: But I tell you what. I would die for you.

Moore: Would you?

Wuornos: Yes, I would. That’s the truth. I’ll gladly die for you. And I’ll just wait and see you on the other side. But you didn’t do anything. Are you really by yourself?

Moore: Yes, I am.

Wuornos: Aw, I’m so proud you work in a factory… What do you make?

Moore: Buckets.

Wuornos: Is it… is it boring?

Moore: Time goes by pretty fast. Four dollars fifty-five.

Wuornos: Oh, that’s cool. Good. I’m so happy for you. When I get this cleared out, I can’t wait to get out of here and get me another job and everything.

Moore: I know.

Wuornos: It is really mistaken identity. I’m telling you it is. I know it is. And I know it’s one of those girls or somebody at work must have said, Hey, those look like… that looks like Lee and Ty and everything else, you know. God, Ty, I miss you so much… we couldn’t pay the rent no more and everything. We had to go… that you had… it would… it was best for you to go back up and get… because I knew, I told you if you go up you’d find a job in a heartbeat… and I was thinking about going getting up there but I said, Shit, it’s snowing and stuff and there’s no sense in me going up there in the snow and everything when I didn’t really have any real good, you know, help or anything like that.

Moore: They’re coming after me. I know they are.

Wuornos: No, they’re not. How do you know that?

Moore: They’ve got to. Why are they asking so many questions then?

Wuornos: Honey, listen… do what you got to do, OK?

Moore: I’m going to have to because I’m not going to jail for something that you did. This isn’t fair. My family is a nervous wreck up there. My mom has been calling me all the time. She doesn’t know what the hell is going on.

Wuornos: I… listen, you didn’t do anything and I’m… I will definitely let them know that, OK?

Moore: You evidently don’t love me any more. You don’t trust me or anything. I mean, you’re going to let me get in trouble for something I didn’t do.

Wuornos: Tyria, I said, I’m not. Listen. Quit crying and listen.

Moore: I can’t help it. I’m scared shitless.

Wuornos: I love you. I really do. I love you a lot.

Moore: I don’t know whether I should keep on living or if I should…

Wuornos: I’m not going to let you go to jail. Listen, if I have to confess, I will.

Moore: Lee, why in hell did you do this?

Wuornos: I don’t know. Listen, did you come down here to talk to some detectives?

Moore: No. I came down here by myself. Just why in the hell did you do it?

Wuornos: Ty, listen to me. I don’t know what to say, but all I can say is self-defence… Don’t worry. They’ll find out it was a solo person, and I’ll just tell them that, OK?

Moore: OK.

Wuornos: And you’ll be scot-free. You didn’t do anything. All you did was work, eat and sleep. You never were around.

Moore: But, Lee, I knew for a year about the first one, at least. I mean, that’s a hell of a long time.

Wuornos: I don’t know. I think that you didn’t know. I think I pretty much left you out of that.

Moore: No, you didn’t. You came right out and told me about that one, and then I saw it on the news.

Wuornos: Ty, what do you want to do? Go to prison? Tell them everything. Although… it… I told you everything just before you left. You were thinking about turning me in.

Moore: When you did it the first time, I should have said something and…

Wuornos: Well, you were confused and scared, Ty.

Moore: I know I was.

Wuornos: You’re not the one and I’m not going to let you go down on something you didn’t do. I love you too much to do that. I love you more than… I love you right next to God… You know what? I’m going to tell you something.

Moore: What?

Wuornos: When I die, my spirit’s going to follow you and I’m going to keep you out of trouble and shit and, if you get in an accident, I’ll save your life and everything else. I’ll be watching you. I probably won’t live long, but I don’t care. Hey, by the way, I’m going to go down in history.

Moore: What a way to go down in history.

Wuornos: No, I’m just saying… if I ever write a book, I’m going to have… give you the money. I don’t know. I just… let me tell you why I did it, all right?

Moore: Mmm.

Wuornos: Because I’m so… fucking in love with you, that I was so worried about us not having an apartment and shit, I was scared that we were going to lose our place, believing that we wouldn’t be together. I know it sounds crazy, but it’s the truth… I just hope you find somebody that loves you as much as I do. I don’t want you to live alone all the rest of your life. You’re a good person.

Moore: After you, I may live by myself for the rest of my life.

Wuornos: Ty, I don’t want them messing with you. You go first and then I’ll tell them. OK? I’d rather have you with your parents. Alrighty? I just wish… I never went… met Toni. Because Toni turned me into a lesbian… then I fucked up because I… see, when I have somebody I love them all the way and I love them with all my heart and all my soul and all my mind. And I’ll do anything. I go nuts.

Moore: You turned me against everybody. I won’t trust a person for the rest of my life.

Wuornos: I love you very much.

Moore: I know that.

Wuornos: Will you get over me?

Moore: Yeah… I don’t think it’ll be any problem at all.

Wuornos: OK. I’m sorry. I know this hurts. It is hurting you a lot. It hurts me because I don’t have a family and I’m thinking about you. And you got a family. I know. I wish I had you so I could hold you and hug you and kiss you and tell you how much I’m sorry. Here is a kiss… OK, I’m going to eventually confess. What time do you check out? There’s a tap on the phone.

Moore: Eleven… really?

Wuornos: Yep.

Moore: I didn’t even hear it.

Wuornos: I heard a little tick.

Moore: Well, I’m getting ready to leave so, if you want to go ahead and get it over with, go for it.