- Col Pruett: They found one of the knifes and the ice pick here right under these bushes and the club was found right about here.
- Freddy Kassab: It doesn't make any sense. Why would four murderers fleeing the scene of the crime stop to throw their weapons under a bush right outside the back door?
- [Freddy sees four Valentine's Day card standing upright on top of a china cabinet seven feet off the floor in one corner of the living room at the crime scene]
- Freddy Kassab: Those four Valentine's Days cards that my wife mailed to Jeff and his family, were they there that night?
- Peter Kearns: That's right.
- Freddy Kassab: Still standing just way they are?
- Peter Kearns: Just like that. Nobody touched them.
- Freddy Kassab: And he fought them off in here... in this room?
- Peter Kearns: Right.
- [Freddy stomps his feet hard on the floor several times, and all four of the cards quickly fall over]
- Freddy Kassab: Some fight.
- Freddy Kassab: [to Pruett and Kearns] Impossible. Jeff made two phone calls two minutes apart. In those two minutes he claims to have looked out the back door, then went to the bathroom to check his wounds, washed his hands, checked Colette to see if there was any signs of life, gave her mouth to mouth resuscitation, then checked the kids Kimmy and Kristy, then staggered into the kitchen again to wash his hands and make the second phone call. Impossible. Absolutely impossible! Nobody could perform all those functions in a two minute time span!
- [Freddy then lays down on the living room couch]
- Freddy Kassab: Now, here's another thing. I'm asleep here on the couch. I wake up hearing Colette screaming. I open my eyes, I sit up... I see both of you standing over me and I describe you just before you attack me. The blonde woman with the floppy hat, the black man with the army sergeant's strips on his sleeve, and the two other men. I describe everything. How? How for God's sake? This light next to the couch was off.
- [Freddy turns out the light and the room is in near darkness]
- Freddy Kassab: I can't recognize or describe either one of you in this dim light!
- Freddy Kassab: Thank you for you time.
- Col Pruett: Are you satisfied?
- Freddy Kassab: [bitterly] Yes, I am. I now know that my son-in-law murdered my daughter and my two grandchildren.
- Col Pruett: I might as well tell you, Freddy, that what evidence we do have against Jeff MacDonald is still circumstantial. It's only fair to warn you if you plan to pursue it... if you plan to bring a case to bring Jeff MacDonald to trial... it could be a very long haul.
- Freddy Kassab: It's okay. I plan to live a long time. And I have the patience of Job.
- Brian Murtagh: Look, we know now that MacDonald had extramarital affairs with at least two women during his marriage that Colette was unaware of.
- Victor Worheide: So what? Extramarital affairs does not prove the man's a killer.
- Brian Murtagh: But he lied about it! Just like he lied to her about going off to Russia with the Army boxing team when all he wanted to do was get the hell away from her.
- Victor Worheide: So, he lied to his wife. So he cheated on his wife. Who doesn't now and then?
- Brian Murtagh: Look, the guy was on a 24 hour shift at the hospital on the day and night before the murders. Then, he put in a full day at the office on the 16th. So, maybe he was taking those Eskatrol diet pills found in his home to keep himself going. Those pills are strong amphetamines. Too many of those and you're just asking for trouble.
- Victor Worheide: He was tested for drugs at the hospital on the morning after the murders. They found nothing. Not even aspirin or alcohol.
- Brian Murtagh: Wait a minute. He was tested for heavy drugs like PCP, LSD, MDNA, cocaine, heroin, marijuana, painkillers... but not amphetamines.
- Victor Worheide: We're not bringing it up because we don't know that he ever took those pills. We don't even know what he and Colette were fighting about. What set him off? His infidelity? His youngest kid wetting his side of his bed?
- Brian Murtagh: It's possible.
- Victor Worheide: It's not a motive that we can prove, Brian. We don't have a motive.
- Paul Strombaugh: Excuse me, gentlemen. If we could put aside the motivation for a moment, I'd like to point out how fortunate we are.
- Victor Worheide: Fortunate?
- Paul Strombaugh: Only one family in a thousand... ten thousand... have different blood types. The father, the mother, the children... all different. And because of this, we are able to determine what happened that night even if we don't have the motive or the reason why he did it.
- Victor Worheide: It's not complete. It will never complete without the "why". Why did a happy married man, with no history of violence, kill his wife and two children? And I can promise you this: Jeff MacDonald will never tell us.
- Victor Worheide: You haven't ansered my question. Isn't it true that your brother, Jeff MacDonald, does have a violent temper and once almost beat you to death with a baseball bat when you were both children after you beat him in a one-on-one baseball game?
- Jay MacDonald: My brother's getting a raw deal from you people!
- Victor Worheide: It that it?
- Jay MacDonald: This whole thing's a sham. A farce!
- Victor Worheide: Is that it?
- Jay MacDonald: This whole thing is rigged from the beginning!
- Victor Worheide: Is that it?
- Jay MacDonald: Look, as far as you and all of these investigators, I'm on the 20th floor and I think you are all a pile of garbage! I didn't know they piled it that high!
- Capt. Jeffrey MacDonald, MD: Next week, we should take my boat, Recovery Room, down to Long Beach. I know a guy there when I was with the Green Berets who can get us a good deal with a hotel room.
- Randi: How long were you in the Green Berets?
- Capt. Jeffrey MacDonald, MD: Not long. Just over one year.
- Randi: Did you see any combat?
- Capt. Jeffrey MacDonald, MD: I'm a doctor. I work with my hands. I save people. That's what I am. That's all I wanted to be.
- Randi: Tell me Jeff, what was she like?
- Capt. Jeffrey MacDonald, MD: Who?
- Randi: Colette.
- Capt. Jeffrey MacDonald, MD: [confused] Who's Colette?
- Randi: You're wife.
- Capt. Jeffrey MacDonald, MD: Oh... right. Well... I loved here. She was my high school sweetheart. She was my everything.
- Randi: That must have been horrible what you went through. You wife and two children being murdered like that. I can't even imagine...
- Capt. Jeffrey MacDonald, MD: [suddenly agitated] Yeah... I really don't want to talk about it.
- Randi: I'm sorry. Did I say something?
- Capt. Jeffrey MacDonald, MD: [calms down] No... I'm sorry. It's just something I really don't want to talk about or think about.
- Randi: Well, what can I do?
- Capt. Jeffrey MacDonald, MD: Just be here with me. Just be here. That's all I want.
- Randi: Sure. I'm not going anywhere. If there is anything I can do to make you forget about that night, let me know.
- Capt. Jeffrey MacDonald, MD: I'll never forget that night. Never.