Last Podcast On The Left - Episode 685: Clifford Olson Part IV - Cash for Corpses

Episode Date: October 16, 2026

The Clifford Olson series comes to a close as the boys cover the final murders, Olson's long-overdue arrest, and the outrageous deal that saw Canadian authorities pay a serial killer $100,000 for the locations of his victims' bodies. For Live Shows, Merch, and More Visit: www.LastPodcastOnTheLeft.comKevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 4.0 Licensehttp://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/Subscribe to SiriusXM Podcasts+ to listen to new episodes of Last Podcast on the Left ad-free, plus get Friday episodes a whole week early. Start a free trial now on Apple Podcasts or by visiting siriusxm.com/podcastsplus. Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

There's no place to escape to. This is the last hot task. On the left. That's when the cannibalism started. The prison feeds of Canada. Ooh, this is important. This is super important. One of the better letters I've received ever.

Did not know this. Another wonderful example of the Canadian state of mind. So in prison, the worst thing you can call somebody is a goof. Yeah. Goof. Canadian prison. In Canadian prison. Goof means pedophile. Oh.

So if you call somebody a goof in prison, they will stab you to death. What do you call someone goofy? Oh, dude, you might as well be fucking, you're going to get raped. Like you're going to get beat to death. They're literally going to tie you down. They're going to beat you to death.

I think goofy means like he'll probably do it. And then a goof is definitive. He's the guy. Goofy is... Maybe goofish. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Goofy is the guy, essentially, 45-year-old man at the One Direction concert.

45-year-old man holding at a Taylor Swift concert. That's goofy. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, exactly. Welcome to the last podcast on the left, ladies and gentlemen. I'm not goofy. I'm Marcus Parks. I'm the most serious man you've ever met, Henry Zabrowski. Not even remotely goofy. I do not stand for this anti-goofy talk.

Whoa, he's one of these apologists. He's one of these goof apologists. Goofy is one of the great comedians of all time, and he does not deserve this slander. Understandable. That's not his fault that he chose that name or the anti-Semitic Nazi scientist that invented Goofy. Yes. Also proliferated the term. Guffinowitz, of course.

Of course. Well, we are here at Clifford Olson Part 4. We are here at the conclusion. Let's finish Big Boys. And when we last left Clifford Olson, he'd just killed his seventh victim. But one thing that we didn't really illustrate by the end of the last episode was just how quickly Clifford Olson had reached such a high body count. He'd killed Christine Weller in December of 1980. His seventh victim, Judy Cosma, was killed just seven months later in July of 1981.

But that wasn't one victim a month. He had waited four months between victims one and two, which means that victims two through seven, were all murdered between April and July. And to put it in even more perspective, Clifford Olson was caught in August, and he still had four murders to commit by the time he murdered Judy Cosma in July. Pop-Quiz word problem,

if Clifford had kept killing at this rate, how many bodies would he have produced by Christmas 1981? Please submit your answers to side stories LPOTL at gmail.com. Wow, this is one of those train things again. Yes. Another one of these fucking issues. That same body run was only ever matched by Pete Davidson.

Come on, you know. Come on, guys. Coming for him. Coming for you. Oh, man. So sending everyone aside stories to, we're flooding this. Well, only with people that are good with word problems. Oh, everyone's submitting.

Only correct answers. No joke answers. No joke answers. Does it matter? Like, the only thing is that I feel like the X factor is the fight in the lady. and the small boy. Well, that is true. How small the small boy is, how useful the boy is,

about whether or not he can get on the good side of Clifford Olson, finally get that rumored job that all these other boys keep hearing about? I'll pay you $10 an hour. Wait a second, wait a second. I'll say, tell me not. We're negotiating. It's negotiating. No, it was no small wonder why Clifford Olson

had decided to head out of town for a bit for his ill-fated trip to California, where, if you'll remember, he'd almost drowned his own infant son in a motel pool in a bid to get his wife to give him $4,000 that was supposed to repay a debt to Clifford's father-in-law. Goofy. Yeah. Super goofy. That's very goofy, baby. So, yeah, there's a lot going on in Clifford's life. But this was how Clifford had always lived his life.

It was just that when a man crosses the line the way Clifford had, that chaos has a way of catching up to you. Now going out of town for a bit, did in fact clear Clifford's head because when he returned to Vancouver, he decided that he was going to frame Randy, his 19-year-old drifter in training, for as many murders as possible. Clifford's head, however, was not clear enough to actually formulate a well-thought-through plan. See, Clifford figured that he could take some photos of Randy at the crime scenes using some excuse or another, not telling him, hey, we're going to go out to this crime scene. Just, you know, let's go take some pictures. Put your head on the skull right there. Put an accent up. Pretend he kiss it.

All day. That's great. That's funny. Hold. Hold. Hold. They're kiss it like it's your grandma. Kiss it like you love it.

Okay. I didn't realize he was an artist. Well, Randy was not very bright. So Randy would pretty much do whatever Clifford told him to do. But once Clifford had those pictures, he planned to murder Randy, plant the photos on his corpse as if Randy was some guy who just walked around with photos of himself posing at his own murder scenes and then lead cops to the body.

This Clifford Hope would ingratiate him to the police once again. Because the currency he'd gained from helping to convict Gary Marcoe of the rape and murder of Little Girl in 1976, that was starting to run out. I'll tell you, though, from the way the Canadian police operated in this

case, he probably isn't that far off. It seems like it's a crazy plan, but the way things are going, I feel like it could work. I feel like everybody. police officer, there is nothing they would love more than they have their favorite goof, take

them out to a corpse, be like, there is right there and it's covered in evidence. He's got covered in evidence. And they're just like, wow, open and shut gate, boys. We did it. All good work, everybody. And they're just like, high-fiving each other. Like, all right, time to go to the cottage. Somewhere make this man a

deputy. Well, based on how Fred Miley earlier had, you know, the very first murder, he's like, you know, there was blood. in that guy's hotel room, so, you know, I don't even need to arrest him. That good enough for me, solved. Move on. Done. But before Clifford could figure out a rock-solid way to pin the murders on Randy, his own

urge to rape and murder young teenagers was not in any way abating. In fact, Clifford's murders were about to get a whole lot worse. Almost immediately, after Olson got back from California, he left his apartment around 9 a.m. on July 23, 1981, with a case of beer, and a stack of Olson and Olson Enterprises business cards. That's like Molson without the aim. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. That's how you know it. That's how you remember it.

It's Moulson with no aim. I could just see him, like, making his first business card with taking a box of Moulson and just cutting the Olson off and then writing his information on the back of him. Here's my card. Cliff, you've done it again. Cliff, you're simply the best business man you've met today. Good work.

Now, Olson usually picked up kids hitchhiking or hanging around gas stations, but this time, Olson headed for the post office and the unemployment office because he figured those were good places to find desperate young kids. Kids love licking stamp. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Every time I go to the post office, I'm like, get these urchins off of me. Get out of here. But it is so nice because I hate the glue. You can give me a mail, sir. I got your mail. You want a mail?

You want a mail? You want a mail something? I'll ride it for you down the street. That's a federal crime. That's actually It's a little known thing that Canadians do when they're growing up. Getty Lee. He was a stamp licker when he grew up.

Oh, he looks like one. You call him that one more time. You don't want to know what stamp liquor means in Canadian prison. Is that how you end up looking like that? Stamp licking leads to goof it. Before long, Olson had picked up a 15-year-old named Raymond King, who was looking for a job so he could. could quit school and get his own apartment. Raymond actually thought he'd hit the jackpot when

Olson picked him up with tales of a $10 an hour job. But this time, Olson told his victim that the kid was going to be working with a nail gun. Raymond, however, had no idea that while nails were in his future, they would not be a part of any new job. Instead, a single nail would prove to be the instrument of Raymond's demise. You ever see one of these nail guns? You ever seen a nail gun? You've ever seen a The other gun, you ever see what that does? It's kind of crazy, right? You don't eat an ice? It doesn't need a holster.

Shoots. You ever see it? I love nail guns. I want one. We all do. Yeah, we all want one. They're really fun to fuck around with. But they also don't work like you want them to.

They don't shoot nails. That's a fat. That's a folk tale. Yeah, no, I would be really bad at it. I know that much. Yeah, they just kind of bounce off. It's not as cool as you think it is. It's not like a lethal weapon, too?

No. Nails them. I always wanted to do that. It doesn't work. All right. So we're going to get in it. We're going to hop right into this. You're right. I'm sorry. So after taking Raymond out into a remote area of the Canadian woods,

Olson drugged and raped the boy. But this time, after Olson was done, he picked up a hammer and a nail. And after carefully placing the nail on the crown of Raymond's head, Clifford used the hammer to drive it straight into Raymond's skull. Now, Olson immediately tried prying the nail back out because he was usually pretty good about not leaving behind evidence of this nature. But when he tried removing the nail, he found that it was firmly stuck. Horrifically, though, Raymond was not only still alive throughout this struggle, but still conscious. So Olson raped Raymond again, while the nail was still sticking

out of the boy's skull. After finishing, Olson decided to forget the nail altogether. He dragged the boy to a gully and tossed him in with the nail still firmly implanted. And when the fall didn't kill Raymond Olson threw small boulders at the boy's chest until he was sure that a fatal blow had caved it in. God damn it. So I hate to just ask a weird question about this. Please wait, I love this. So the nail didn't go all the way into the head? It did not go entirely in. And he couldn't get it out. He couldn't get it out. It doesn't kill you immediately necessarily. It says a lot for the skull. It does. Not that the skull needs advertising. But the

It's pretty impressive It's true And Canadians are tough Yeah I mean that's the thing about Murder Is that that's what we find Throughout these processes

Is that it's a lot harder To kill someone than you think it is Yeah Like isn't it true Like sometimes when you're trying to stab someone If you like hit a rib The knife will break Yeah

That's crazy It's very hard to kill a human being Yeah It really is Unless you accidentally Hit that way Unless it's like con air And you accidentally

You know Kill a guy during a fight Which happens. Yep. Set or you systemically kill them. Yeah. Using pollution, you know, money, disparities, like a health care. Yeah, cutting social programs.

There's so many way to kill whole swaths of people really easily, actually. I still think the DuPonts are worse than Clifford Olson, yes. Wow. Yeah, yeah. No, I agree. Now, while that was the worst of Clifford's murders, well, I mean, arguably the worst, we're going to get to one more. It's still pretty bad. It certainly wasn't the last.

Two days after murdering Raymond King, Olson picked up an 18-year-old German tourist named Sigrune Arndt, who was visiting a cousin in Coquitlam as a part of a Canadian solo trip. I just see him with that wool hat on and the leaderhosen and a big leg leg leather bag. It's a woman. It's a girl. It's a good to go. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Apologize. I'm sorry women everywhere. Can we isolate that? Yeah. We can use it in the future. We can use it many times, many times. After picking Sigrun up, Olson disarmed her by his own. saying that his best friends were actually two Germans from Frankfurt,

Guter and Gisela Kleinschmidt. They trust me with everything. He has to like... He's like, one more use out of them. Yeah, he's like, do you know him? And he's like, nine, you know, Frank, Frankfurt, quite a big city. I don't know, I don't know the Kleinschmits. But in the end...

You ever met Adolf Hitler? Yeah, what's he like? If they ever met Albert Einstein? I wonder what he's like, big hair, huh? But in the end, Sigroon also fell victim to the hammer. This time, Clifford led Sigrune to a clearing near some railroad tracks. After he bashed her head in and started getting undressed, however, a train clacked by. The engineer actually locked eyes with Clifford Olson, who was standing above the body of an unconscious girl taking his shirt off.

Clifford Olson gives the guy a friendly wave. Hey, how you doing? Just goofing around. And according to Clifford, engineer just fucking waved back. I mean, that was a good move. Yeah. I mean, it seems like if you act casual,

that's how I get away with smoking weed everywhere. Of course. You just walk around and start doing it. Oh, I thought you were talking about there's a good move for the engineer. Did you guys? Hi. Hi, bye.

I mean, he's going by fast. I don't blame the engineer on this one. I actually am kind of, think the engineer should have been more suspicious because the correct move, and we all know, the correct move to a passing train is the horn move. And if that's what you do to distract an engineer.

You're right. You wave at boats and you pull the test. You're right. You're right. You're right. But going about Clifford's own recollections, it seems like he was obviously starting to lose his grip on the whole situation.

With Sigrim, he said he stood over her and hold her to ask God to forgive him for what he was doing. By his recollection, he said, quote, I want you to forgive me, Sigroon, for what I'm doing. I killed and raped eight other kids, Sigrune. I don't know why. Will you ask God to forgive me, Sigrune? Will you ask him for me?

I hate to bug him. I hate to get into his way. He's got so many things going on. I asked him for a favor last week and the week before. He's tired of hearing. And guess what? He gave both to me. He did both.

He allowed me to rape and murder with impunity. Okay. God so far has been great. All right? He's treating me like a regular priest. Wilson said that he was weeping as he said these words. A boo-hoo. I'm crying here.

Can God see how much I'm crying? A boo-hoo. A-a-wah. But just to signal. Sigrune asked God to forgive Clifford. He smasster in the head again and again at this hammer. This time, though, he finished the murder by drowning Sigrune in a ditch of scummy water. Clifford threw the body in, but it wouldn't sink.

So he tried using a branch to push her down. Because, I mean, that's the thing about Clifford Olson's, like, they're all, it's a comedy of errors every time. Every time. But if he would have planned, he would have gotten caught earlier. Yes, it really was. It's the chaos that keeps him from getting caught. Lean into what you're good at. And when pushing her down with the branch didn't work, he got into the ditch himself and stood on the body until he was waist deep in scum water and he stayed there until the bubbles stopped rising.

Tragically, Sigurin's disappearance was not noticed at all because she was traveling. And in 1981, it wasn't uncommon for someone to go months without contacting anyone. It wasn't until Clifford led authorities to her body that anyone even knew that something had happened to this incredibly unlucky German. tourist. So what you're saying is that sometimes America's lack of paid time off can save your life. It can save your life, yeah. And in Europe because you can just leave your job with impunity and you can like leave and go visit a mountain and that's like an excuse.

You can be like, I'm going to the fjord. And they're like, do need two or three weeks, Jernson? You know, and they let you go and then no one thinks about it. They don't care when you come back to work. It's great. But also, you go missing. No one's looking for you because guess who finds most dead bodies in America, an angry boss. Yeah, that is true. That is true. No, it is far better to just

work yourself to death and not have any fun at all and live to 70. Yeah, yeah, yeah, or 60. She lives in Germany, she's like, I'm going to Canada for vacation. People are like, oh, she's never coming back. Yeah, once she sees the pipes of the Yukon, once she gets her first

taste of Molson. Clifford, meanwhile, continued experimenting. Although Clifford always used very simple tools in his murders. I think it was just because they were, you know, weapons that were always on hand could be disposed of easily and could be replaced just as easily. So improvised weapons are also extremely difficult

to identify in investigations. Yeah. I don't think he had no, he had no knowledge of that. No. I just think he was doing whatever was easy to get a hold of and then get rid of. So it wasn't just a hammer. He used other things? With his next victim, 15-year-old Terry Lynn Carson, Olson placed a screwdriver on the crown of her head and drove the bit into her skull with his hammer.

He then wriggled the screwdriver back and forth trying to get it out, but the fucking handle broke off. You'll never learn. Yeah. Never buy from Canadian tires. So as to not leave behind evidence again, Olson actually stuck his fingers into the hole in her head to fish it out. Again, with the victim still very much alive. Again, he gave up, and again, he decided to drown his victim as a finisher. After dragging Terry's body to a nearby creek, Olson tried to drown her by standing on her back,

but Olson, again, had a bit of a blooper and slipped and fell into the water himself. But after composing himself, he finished the murder and went on his merry way, soaked but satisfied. Soaked but satisfied, Marcus. Yeah, okay, yeah. That one's on you. No, so, but satisfied. Okay, yeah. I like it.

I like it, too. I was actually kind of proud of that one. It is. No, it is. It's so upsetting. It's evocative. Yeah, it is. You're right.

The last time I was so soaked but satisfied was I just got done eating at Karksmah last night. Shout out for Karksmah. Kark's best Polish food in New York City? Oh, yeah. Now, while the RCP had been extremely slow to come around to the idea that there was someone actually murdering these missing kids, never mind that maybe this Clifford Olson guy was behind the whole thing, Colonel Fred Miley's serious crimes unit finally put surveillance on Olson on July 28th.

And this time we're serious about it. Before we were only just being little curious. This is firmly crossed the boundary into serious business. Well, quite unfortunately for Terry Lynn Carson, though, the SCU surveillance began hours after Olson had murdered her using his screwdriver. But incredibly, the surveillance on Clifford was called off later that day, because after just five hours, and I'm not even kidding here, they had decided it was too hard. According to the RCMP officers, Olson's day-to-day habits

were so bizarre and so erratic that the surveillance team just threw up their hands and deemed Olson as an impossible person to follow. He's just simply an invisible criminal, and we honestly, he beat us. Yeah. You know, if we keep following him, we're not going to have time to get drunk. You know what I was thinking? We start following on drinking. But the problem is, is that, you know, the bar that I like to end my night at,

we're going in the opposite direction. And I don't have enough gas to get back over there. This is fucking over. Ginties doesn't have the goddamn game on. Yeah, I got to go to Slurnaw in order to get my beautiful milk beer. the wonderful things that Canada has to offer. My shrimp chips, my ketchup drink.

The RCMP came to believe that Olson was, quote, jerking him around, playing games. Yeah, he was. He was being tailed by the police. But Olson, and I actually believe him on this, he had no idea he was even being followed that first day.

Olson lived his life in such a state of extreme chaos at all times that not even he knew what his next move was going to be. which is why I often compare him to the Joker. That chaos obviously served a purpose. And it probably went a long way towards keeping Clifford Olson from getting caught as often as he should have been. And this was still a guy who spent half his life in prison up to this point.

He should have been caught more. But if you're constantly zigging and zagging and there's no pattern to anything you do, cops depend on patterns. And if they don't have that, they're lost. Was Randy his number one guy? See, what is my favorite seeing that in Spanish? Two, and es me,

no, uno, Omory. Olson was playing a game at this point, but not the one the cops were expecting. Clifford was going full steam ahead with his plan to frame his number one guy, Randy, for all of his murders.

And Olson had set up a meeting with a detective named Dennis Tarr to lay down the groundwork. Olson was actually so confident in his plan that he actually brought Randy with him to this meeting so as to establish to the cops that the two men were known associates when it came time to tell his web of lies about Randy. Now the plan was that Clifford and Randy together were going to give information about drugs and robberies, which would get the cops on Clifford's side, although I don't know what Randy was getting out all this. He was, after all, an idiot.

So I'm sure Clifford fed him a good enough line to at least convince an idiot. idiot. The key to get, the key to avoid in cops is to get as close to him as possible. And tell them everything that we're doing, Randy. All right? Everything we're doing, but the big thing. Yeah. You get that, Randy? Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Okay, here's some beer. Thank you. But when the time was right, Alston was going to sacrifice Randy and take the credit for leading cops to this vicious killer of children who'd been haunting Vancouver these last seven months. They must have even orchestrated this with Clifford at this point, literally just being like, we know what's going on, but if you could get us Randy, that'd be, we'll be great, we'll take Randy.

Just give us anybody. Give us anybody and we'll be fine. And then promise to never do it again. You just go on pinky swear. Olson, however, was also good at improvising. See, Detective Tar wanted to immediately focus on the murdered and missing children. You want to know anything about drugs or robberies. So Olson, sped up the timeline. He told the RCMP that he might be able to lead him to these bodies, but only if they paid him $3,000 a month for his services. And so the meeting ended with Detective Tar agreeing to introduce Olson to other RCMP officers at a later time to perhaps solidify a deal for Clifford to get paid. At the same time, they also figured it was a good idea to put a tail on this

Clifford guy because Clifford was obviously shady. The man was asking for money up to top and the idea that they even could entertain that is so just out of my, it just boggles my fucking mind. Well, we can't pay him as much as we pay each other. Yeah, we have to think

about that. He'll be making more than Deputy Stevens. You know, like, we just can't let Deputy Stevens, no. Because frankly, it's not fair. It's not fair, but Cliff's great. Yeah, he's finding all the bodies. He knows where everyone is, and he knows how they died.

And he knows where they came from. He's got a hammer. He's crazy. He's a old hammer. He showed me what to do. But this RCMP unit was different from Fred Miley's serious crimes unit, who also decided to give the surveillance another goal. Come on, boys.

Let's come on. I know you can do it. You're smiling and you're not taking this serious enough. But the... Good, now that's a frown. I can believe it. It's not the frowning. It's a serious crimes unit.

You don't have to look like such a sour push all the time. Honestly, I need you to fix your attitude. You take that sad attitude over to the child rape area, which is considered the side wing of the Canadian police. The goofiest area we have, but you still cannot smile. Goofy is bad here. The serious crimes unit wanted to catch Olson red-handed with surveillance. So when Olson and Randy picked up two underage hitchhikers,

just 40 minutes after they met with Detective Tar, the SCU figured they were about to catch Clifford in the middle of mayhem. Yeah, now we can get him right after he kills somebody. Okay, wait till he doesn't. Wait, wait till he doesn't. Wait, to wait, they're kissing. The hammer's coming back. No, he's putting it down this evening. Oh, yeah. I did actually wonder at what point were they going to go, freeze.

But because the SCU and the RCMP weren't communicating, the RCMP swooped in to save the these two girls from being violated, and they arrested Clifford for the far smaller charge of contributing to juvenile delinquency. This, of course, completely fucked the SCU's plan. In fact, the SCU would have almost certainly caught Clifford red-handed because Clifford claimed that he'd fully intended to murder one or both of those girls that day. That was most likely the day he was going to initiate Randy. But because of the miscommunication, Olson was set free after this piddling arrest one more time to commit one more murder. Also, I like the idea of the crime that he was contributing to a juvenile's crime.

Yeah. That gets the idea that it wasn't even that. He was an accessory to a child's crime. Yep. Now, while the RCMP argued over whether or not Clifford could be trusted to give them real information, he picked up his next victim, a 17-year-old named Louise Chartron, and took her two hours north to Whistler Mountain. There, he raped and killed her with a hammer and left her body in a shallow depression in the ground

before covering the body with sand and gravel. His last one was a bit anticlimactic. Meanwhile, people were starting to discover more of Clifford Olson's handiwork, which altogether removed the rash of runaways narrative that some authorities were still pushing. On August 5th, a hiker caught the unmistakable scent of a dead body at Weaver Lake, where Judy Cosma's body had been found just 10 days earlier. Cop soon found the nail-riddled body of Raymond King.

And when this body was found, one RCMP inspector reportedly exclaimed, quote, How many other bodies are up there? Oh, great. Oh, this is the best phone call I've got all day. Where is he? Oh, yeah, you got it. Oh, buddy, we're sitting on a gold mine. We're going to solve all kinds of crimes today.

We've got one. Turns out this wasn't to the right away. I like to go and hang out in the corpse garden. It's up on Whistler Mountain. So now that the bodies of three boys have been found raped and killed, it was the media's turn to speculate on the homosexual pervert angle. Thankfully, though, the originator of that theory, Fred Miley of the SCU, the serious crimes unit, he had firmly decided that Clifford Olson was their man.

He had, however, perhaps decided a little too firmly, as we'll soon see. Now, when the SCU ordered more surveillance on Clifford, they found that he had skipped town. after he'd killed Luis Chartrom, Clifford had woken his wife Joan in the middle of the night just as he'd done after the murder of Judy Cosma. But this time, instead of going to Disneyland,

they were going to the second happiest place on Earth. Calgary! Oh, yay! I think Calgary is fun. I love Calgary. I had a great night there. We saw that weird hip-hop open-mic night there. White Canadian rap is the most interesting thing

you've ever seen in your life. I still put it among top 20 shows in my entire life. It was fun. It was so much fun. They're one of the youngest towns in Canada. Yeah, yeah. They very much remind. It reminds me of Lubbock.

Real goofy place. If everyone's children, it has to be goofy. Sure. Clifford told Joan that there were charges coming against him, but he was totally innocent. They still had to get out of town, though. He's totally innocent of these charges, but they're coming, and we got to go. Let's just say it's a whole. It's a whole thing. In reality, though, it seems like Clifford Olson may have been trying to tie up loose ends.

So when Clifford went to Calgary, he contacted the woman we talked about in episode two, Debbie, whose weeks-long horror show with Clifford Olson in 1977 had landed her in a mental hospital. In fact, Debbie had just been released from the institution, and Olson had every intention to murder her. Debbie, however, wisely declined to meet up after Clifford contacted her to catch up on old times. There's another note I'm going to say to remind you all that I don't think there's any such thing as closure. And when somebody does that out of nowhere to call you after like years of not seeing you in that kind of way and then they're going to do so. I'm going to say a lot of times, just don't go. Don't pick up that phone call. Just don't go. I mean, if they're going through the steps.

Yeah, text them. Say hello. You can say hi. If they're going through the steps and trying to make amends. police, yeah. Take that, it's a phone call. Take the call. Take the call. Yeah. But don't mean them up.

You don't have to take the call either if they're a real piece of shit. And you really don't. You don't. Yeah, you really don't. It's up to you. Now, after Clifford Olson returned to Coquitlam on August 7th, the serious crimes unit continued their surveillance. Every single fucking time I say it, I feel like I'm making it. Serious crimes.

I feel like I'm making it up. Like, that's the name that I made up to make fun of Canadian police officers. Yeah. These aren't parking tickets. It's a serious crime. A serious big time. Crime. Imagine every time they have to explain what they are, they like spill something on themselves.

Oh, God damn it. He's like, stay falls over his shoes. He's a serious. Who put this banana peel here? The rest of the cops keep sneaking to their office to put whoopee cushions on their chair. This is ruined in the tone. This is a serious tone. Who gives me the ink-filled gum?

Well, after just a few days of watching Clifford Olson, Mounties saw Olson pick up two young hitchhackers and drive them out to the woods. Let's catch them on our horses, boys. Yeah. Now, by my reading of the situation, Clifford had been trying again and again for a double murder. It's not uncommon once killers enter the so-called berserker mode that usually gets them caught. I mean, Ted Bundy famously killed two women in the same day at the same time by picking them up. from a lake outside of Seattle, I think.

Yeah, and at four at the fucking, at the sorority. Well, that was the true berserker mode, yeah. But again, the Mounties intervened before Clifford could get too far. He and the girls were still in the drinking and carrying on phase, that's before shit turned really dark, but Clifford did not talk his way out of this one when the Mounties approached. Instead, he tried to make like a rabbit one more time and run, but this was the wrong move for the moment.

Once Clifford was caught and arrested, the Mounties perused the notebook he had on his person. And after carefully reading through every line, they found the name of murder victim Judy Cosma, written in her own handwriting just two weeks before Clifford had killed her. It was the first solid lead the cops had, but it was all they needed to finally pin at least one murder on Clifford Olson. For his part, Clifford would never see another day of freedom for the rest of his life. long miserable life. I guess the hockey game or something must have been over. They finally did some form of police work.

Oh, yeah. You know, like, it's almost like they finally, they were like just got bored enough to be like, all right. Oh, God. Why don't we look through the stuff he has? You know what? I don't think there's any hockey during August. I think that's what this is.

And maybe it's before soccer or after soccer? Baseball season's wrapping up. Yeah. And if they're not in it, yeah. Expos ain't fucking doing. shit. No, fuck the ex-post, I'm a fucking guard,

died in the old Mets fan. Fuck the expo. They're not even a team anymore. Fuck those motherfucking pieces of fucking shit. Repeat them, man. As you might imagine, the interrogation of Clifford Olson was not a simple process. As it often happens with

narcissists, they can't help but make contradictory and revealing statements once they feel like they have a platform to finally tell their side of the story. Especially because they can't, sometimes see their own like because they're so centered on their own point of view

their lack of empathy eventually does become a flaw. Yeah. Because they can't really see how other people are interpreting them. They think they're in control. And for the thing is that for the longest time they are. Like they usually are. Oh, he's been into control this entire fucking time. But the world that a narcissist

builds to protect themselves, it only works as long as the narcissist has control over the narrative. Yes. But when irrefutable evidence comes into play, the narcissist has to keep changing their story to fit the narrative. The narcissist has to keep changing their story to fit the new narrative. One lie begets another, which begets another. And pretty soon, the narcissist becomes trapped in reality, and he's only got two choices. They can either continue to deny reality and make up more stories. You know, O.J. Simpson, kept looking for the real killers until the day he died.

He died of exhaustion. He died of exhaustion searching. for those men, those many men. It took four men to kill those people. Yeah, he had the fucking mirrors removed from his home. Yes. Where is he? Where is he? Or the narcissist can make a full confession and see where that takes him. Olson, of course, tried both tactics before everything was said and done.

Now, for the first hour and a half of Clifford Olson's incredibly long interrogation, the Mounties focused on the delinquency charge they just arrested him on, while Olson calmly chatted about himself. They let him get comfortable for a bit. Finally, though, an SCU officer dropped the bombshell that Clifford was under investigation for the murder of Judy Kazma. Now, Clifford pretended that he had no idea who Judy was. Like, why are you even asking me about this?

Well, the cop said you've been charged with a lot of sexual assaults. Olson, having never been convicted, said that he'd been framed every single time. And if he ever found out which woman framed him, he'd quote, fix her clock. I'd kill her. I'd kill her and that Bella bury her with a hammer. I'd murder with a hammer. They would bury her in a shallow grave.

I'll tell you what, I'm never using these nails again. These nails, you just can't get them out of schools. These are honestly, Canadian tire has gone downhill. That's mostly what my crimes have been about. It's also so nice to you are to let me hold on to my hammer. Yeah, you might want to stop waving it around. You're making the detective nervous. Well, we want you to be comfortable.

Well, the officers then asked Olson about the repeated offers towards teenagers to wash windows for the ridiculous sum of $10 an hour, to which Clifford said, hey, come on here, I'm in construction. Look at my business cards. They're embassed. Oh, my God, seashell. Oh, my God, look at this mother of pearl. Right? I paid a lot of money for that.

But finally, when the officers played their best hand, and they told Olson that Judy Cosma's name have been found written in his notebook, Olson shut his mouth and asked for his lawyer. The aforementioned Bob Shantz. Oh, Bob Shants. You shants be going to jail. You choose Bob Shats. They were correct.

It took a long time for Bob Shantz to answer Clifford's phone call. See, in America, cops aren't technically supposed to keep questioning a suspect after they ask for a lawyer, in theory. But that's not how it works in Canada. can keep asking you questions as long as they want. So for a full week, while Olson waited for chance to call him back, Olson was questioned by the RCMP in sessions that would last up to 13 hours at a time. During this part of the interrogation, one of Olson's main antagonist

was a self-styled tough guy detective named Rick Rauchio. Like a lot of tough guys, Rauchio didn't have a lot of imagination. So his go-to interrogation tactic was to call Clifford Gay, then talk about how much Clifford probably like to give blow jobs like a gay because Clifford you're gay I bet you think you're real tough

I think you can get real tough now feel these muscles feel these muscles oh yeah you're gay right I forgot when I touch a man I'm gay look how tough I am go over here here sit in the back of my motorcycle

put your arms around my fucking waist I know I want you to do is I want you to press I want you to press against me hold me tight we're gonna go fast the top of my penis alright listen we're gonna go real fast right now Listen, now what I want you to do is I want you to sit in my lap, facing me. All right.

How does this make you feel? I, you know, I'm fine with you. It makes me feel a little gay, honestly. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I mean, I'm okay. I'm fine with it. What if I told you, Cliff, this is making me feel kind of gay? What if I told you?

I'm a bit of a friend of Dorothy myself. You know what I'm saying? It's not as much of a, it's not as much of a, uh, uh, uh, uh, a, uh, a, uh, a, uh, a, a, an insult as you believe it is. Do you want to go Pluto, which is when two adults goof? I see what you're doing. You're doing good cop gay cop.

Well, I'm the gay cop. If anybody's sucking dick, it's me. No, Roshio's bullying did nothing to budge Olson. But when Olson finally did get a hold of Bob Shantz, attorney at law, Shantz told him to answer whatever questions the cops had until they were

satisfied that Olson was not the person they were looking for. Horrible lawyer. No, just answer their questions. Just do it. Oh, you know, well, just keep answering questions I get there. Say whatever you need to say, okay?

In Canadian law, that's always the best thing is when the cops start asking you questions, answer all of them. And you know what? Don't even worry about me showing up. You don't need a lawyer. I shan't be showing up to the trial. I got to say, Bob, you get funny or every call.

Only problem here is that Olson was very much the person they were looking for. But despite Olson's erratic behavior throughout his life, he had gone to great lengths to ensure that no evidence was sitting in his home waiting to bite him in the ass. He'd always burned all of his clothes and the clothes of his victims after murders. He used new weapons every single time. And if he did keep truffies, it was never for very long. He might hold on to a ring for like a day before flicking it out the window. He truly did not care about a single other person.

Did not care about it. No, like sentimentality is none. Because normally even sewer killers keep trophies as a way to control their victims later on. And to relive the crimes. Yeah. And I just feel like he was so empty. He didn't even have that. Like he didn't even have the, I need to go and obsess about what I did already.

He was so quickly making new bodies and moving on. Well, that's, it also speaks to, you know, they say he never felt bad about anything. He has no sense of reflection, no sense of the past, none whatsoever. so whatever. It's like because, you know, B.TK kept a, you know, a treasure trove in his daughter's tree house for years. And you'd go up there and you'd relive his crimes. A lot of guys do this. Did we go into the, did you go into Dennis Raiders' journals? Did you hear all about this? I'm about how, like, that's why his daughter finally stopped talking to him after all this time. She's, she kind of flipped her lid too. But because he had put in his journals, all of the

times he had fantasized about raping his own daughter. And he wrote it in the journal. And it That's also, so that's an example of how deep the obsession can go and how Clifford Olson doesn't have any of that. It's the exact opposite side of the spectrum. And it also, but I also think, like, I mean, you keep making the ADHD joke, but. I, yeah, I'm just, it's just funny to make it as an excuse to get out of murder. But I do believe he does have ADHD. He doesn't have object permanence problems. But the thing is about it is that he is with ADHD, there's always certain things that you focus on.

and that you're really good at, and that you can always pay attention to and get into no matter what. For Clifford, it was murder. He knew how to get out. He knew he could concentrate when it came time to cleaning it up because it mattered to him.

And he's the ultimate example of you do what you love. They say that you never work a day in your life, but actually it's like more that you do work even more than you've ever worked before. Yeah, it's like you do. It just means you're constantly working. Yeah.

If you don't want to work, you shouldn't choose a job that involves hammers. You're right. That is true. Thank you, Eddie. That is true. No, by the time cops searched Clifford Olson's house from top to bottom, there was nothing linking him to any murders at all. I'd say, Olson, he might have even skated on these murders because the only evidence against him was Judy Cosma's name written in his notebook.

I mean, yeah, they had the nail in Raymond's head, but it's a fucking nail. It's not like he was going and buying like special nails from a specialty nail store that they could trace. I'm still going to say that the cops did. not go as far as they should have gone in this case. So, like, the idea that, like, I feel like if they had just dug, maybe a foot deeper.

Yeah. Yeah. They stopped following him voluntarily. Yes. Yeah, no, there's... He beat the cops. Every time. He did. Yeah, the cops definitely were they were baffled by him. Yeah, and with the cash for body scandal, he ultimately won all together. He became a cop.

Yes. Yeah. Well, I think it's also a case of, you know, we were talking about it in the very either the first or the second episode, they don't know how to deal with this shit. They have, like, I think Clifford Olson scares the ever-living fuck out of them. And they don't want to go digging around in a corpse pit. You didn't want to find all of the horrible things that they missed. Yeah.

Now, even though Judy Cosma's name written in his notebook was the only evidence linking him to any murder at this point, Clifford began to think he was smart enough to talk his way out of these seemingly endless interrogations. Why wouldn't he? So, after a week of Canadian good cop bad cop, You gotta say something, because if not, we're taking, we're gonna take those beers

we put in your cell away from you, or you. You listen to that, you're gonna do that, and you're gonna smoke this whole pack. Yes, and then we're gonna switch it to American bacon. Yeah, you know how you like that. That's only half the bacon you're used to getting.

And I'm only gonna let you watch the first period of the Oilers game. That's what I want that for. That's too much. That's, guys, I'm calling the Supreme Court. After a week of that, Olson began alluding to a friend who might know quite a bit

about missing and murdered children in the Vancouver area. Olson would only tell investigators about this friend if they agreed to a deal. And his name is Blifford. Blifford Grohlson. The first deal Olson put forth was pretty simple. He said that he did have information on 9 to 16 missing children, give or take.

But he would only give that information if he could get a guarantee that any part he may have played in their deaths would get him sent to a mental institution instead of a federal penitentiary. I mean, no way he was obsessed with the mental institution because he really did feel like once he got in there, he could either talk his way out or escape. Yep. Do you think that he actually didn't know the number? Like part of me of things that he didn't know how many people he killed. And that was legitimate. He's like, I don't know, five to 16. No, he knew.

He knew exactly as me. Yeah, he knew exactly. It's kind of, he's, this whole time, remember, he is running a con. He is running, he's a con man. And at this point, if he's like 9 to 16, you know, you have to start big and then narrow it down. You let them tell you how much they know. So he can go 9 to 16, and eventually they'll tell him how many bodies they eventually found. And then he can, you know, he can move around his story,

move around the pieces however he wants to get what he wants. But once Olson started talking about his so-called friend, the Mounties knew that Olson was all but ready to confess. They just had to drag it out of him. And the man to do it was Corporal Fred Miley from the serious crimes unit. Now, instead of berating Olson about his supposed sexuality, Fred Miley related to Clifford Olson on a human level and tried a little kindness. Hey, you're gay.

Yeah. Gay. Let me just... It's cool to be gay. It's cool to be gay. It's great to be gay. David Bowie's half gay. Yeah.

And look how cool he is. Yeah, that's cool as hell. The coolest guy around. I mean, cannot. The coolest part of him is the gay part. Now, while being kind is far harder to do than just beating and berating a suspect, especially when you got a guy in front of you that you're pretty sure is murdered a bunch of children. Being kind and treating someone like a human is, from what I've seen,

the tactic that most often leads to a true confession. But raiding and beating, that leads to false confessions. Or if the suspect is a hardened career criminal like Clifford Olson, it only causes them to clam up in defiance. Fuck you, I'm not telling you nothing. Beat me all day long if you want. Yeah, they're already a sociopath. Yeah, either way, the idea that you catch more flies with honey than vinegar, it works just as well for criminals as it does for anyone else. I also did get a very interesting email talking about how there is several studies that show that psychopaths,

experience pain different. Yeah, they don't feel it as much. They don't feel it as much. Yeah. And so Fred Miley let Clifford feel superior. He let Clifford brag about his career as the prison escape artist, formerly known as Senator Rabbit. He let him brag about his manipulation of court documents to get early release and all the other times that Clifford had out smart of the cops, which it's a long list. I bet he was genuinely impressed.

Wow. Wow. Some of these are pretty serious crimes. But this was all a prelude. Once Miley got Clifford to the point where Olson didn't want to stop talking, Miley brought up the fact that Judy Cosma's name had been written in Clifford's notebook. Now, Clifford obviously did not want the conversation to stop, but he couldn't link himself to Judy explicitly.

So he started talking again about his friend. And Clifford again said that he might give information if he had a guarantee that he'd be sent to a friend. a mental institution. Blyford is completely allergic to Salisbury State. So I don't think he can make it in jail. And Blyford needs so many things for doctors. He needs thawazine. Blifford is pretty sensitive.

Yeah. And he needs a subscription to Cracked Magazine, not Mad. Not Mad Magazine, those leftist fucks. So Miley said, sure, sure, maybe. maybe and that was just enough to keep Clifford going. Now by this point Clifford was on a role so he started in with the hypotheticals about means and motive. Olson said still talking about his so-called friend and by the way we're now into the realm of direct quotes because all of this shit was recorded and a lot of it was played in court. Let's say it was pittles and booze.

Let's say Blifford, my friend, let's see he knows what he's doing but at certain times, He don't give a fuck. What options are open to this guy? How many children are missing? How many's been found? So, Miley showed Olson, a list of 16 missing children asking about each one. Olson said he knew some. Got him, got him, need him, got him, got him.

You have the cards? Yeah. What are their stats? I can look at that. It's really just, I need to heights and weights. He denied no one others, and the rest he was non-committal on. And this made sense because Clifford had killed a lot. 11 kids, not 16.

Lord knows what happened to the other five. Now, what's really interesting here is that Fred Miley sort of tried to give Clifford Olson some outs, but Olson refused to take the outs once he got himself talking. When Miley offered that Clifford's friend, Blifford, had a split personality. And by the way, Blifford is not there. Lifford is something we made up. We made up. I want to be clear that Blifford is something we made up.

Ed made up Blifford on the spot. But Glyford is not a part of the interrogation. Clifford is real. Clifford did these crimes. I'm continuing to look for him. He's a giant blue dog. You don't know. You didn't see it.

You'd scream if you saw him. Well, when Miley offered that Clifford's friend had a split personality and couldn't control themselves when they were on alcohol and pills, Olson actually argued Miley's point. Clifford said, quote, No, you're wrong. You're wrong, Fred. right he can control it but he still does it even though he knows it's wrong it's the booze and the pills and with that fred mily knew that the good cop track was going to take him straight to confession town

so now that the strategy was set another inspector named larry proke came into the room to stroke olson's ego even more and olson was really starting to feel the fantasy here he started saying that he knew the locations of 30 bodies but he would only give those locations if he could get that guarantee of a stay in a mental institution. I want to live one flu over the cuckoo's neck. What a great movie. Yeah, really good movie.

Do you want to watch it? Do you want to leave the salad? We'll go watch it. What do you think, happen to Chief after he left? I think that he went to Indian heaven. Which is Kevin. Unfortunately, Eddie, it's not. Unfortunately, it's very much not. I know. I've read the stories.

When Inspector Proke asked, Olson what his lawyer thought about all this, Olson declared himself to be the smartest person in the room, saying, quote, Fuck shats! No one tells Cliff Olson what to do. The moment you hear someone say that in interrogation, you're like, got him. Thank God. Except they didn't.

Yeah, well, yeah. Now, Inspector Proke told Clifford that he couldn't draw up the mental institution agreement without the location of at least one body, but Clifford flat out refused. He told them, in no uncertain terms, that he held most of the cards here, which was actually true. Olson did give them a little hint, however, about the nail found in the skull of Raymond King to kind of draw them along, because they're both trying to play a game at the same time. See, the nail hadn't been reported in the press, making it something that only the killer would know. So Olson gestured to the crown of his head when talking about

Raymond to show the cops that he was on the level without actually saying, you know, nail in the head, he's like, you know, the kid with the, you know, the up top. But Olson, he's just a cop, you know, the then switched to talking about his crimes as if his friend had done it, giving reasons why he knew there was no physical evidence linking him to any murder. Olson said in what is now the extremely recognizable cadence of a narcissist, quote, My friend, when he went out, disposed of everything, this guy was a nut. He burned everything.

All right, say five people were missing. He burned five pairs of shoes, five pairs of pants, five pairs of socks, five shirts. You get what I'm getting? That's why I know for a fact that you can't link any close to the crime. Mm-hmm. Proke and Miley knew it was all but certain that Olson was their man, especially because Olson had begun to slip here and there when talking about his killer friend. Blyford!

I mean Blifford! For example, when Prok straight up asked, why'd you do it, Cliff? Olson said, in a direct quote, I remind you, It was the pills and the drinking. I might have been drunk, but I, you know, I always knew what I was doing. I mean, my friend always knew. It's him. I'm talking about.

Bliffer. Not me. Yeah, and he kept doing that over and over. He was like, yeah, you know, when he took the hammer and I really, I mean, when my friends took the heck. My friend took it. And they're like, this is what happens when I don't take my vance. And then every single time. They were like, huh, another mistake.

But it's like not even anything, you know. Now, Bob Chance was now officially a part of Clifford's team here. Well, he was Clifford's entire team. And he had recognized that his client was definitely guilty of these crimes. So he changed us to him and said, oh, wait. Oh, so you did it? You should stop talking. At this point, you should stop talking.

His chance be saying anything. Because Chance told him, cops can't make guarantee. When it comes to sentencing, that's not something a cop can promise. No, they can lie. Yeah, they can lie. He's like, the mental institution plan, he's like, it's a pipe dream. Not going to happen. But Olson had started looking forward to his daily interrogations.

At long last, he could finally talk about everything he'd done, everything he'd gotten away with. And he was still hoping that he might get away with all of this as well. I thought he could. I would have gotten away with everything if it wasn't for those meddling police. Yeah. But on August 20th, Fred Miley finally told Olson that there was no way he could guarantee him a stay in a mental institution if he had anything to do with child murder. So, Olson made a counteroffer, which would go down in legal history as the most controversial deal ever made in Canada.

Olson told Fred Miley that he'd give him 11 bodies in exchange for a payment of $100,000. Olson would give evidence and make statements that only the killer would know, while the money would go directly to his wife, and his infant son Stephen. Now, Miley balked, because while he knew that this was definitely going to be a controversial move, no matter what, it would be absolutely humiliating if they spent all that money, and Clifford ended up being nothing more than a con man. As if that's the humiliating part truly, where it's just like, no, just giving money to a child rapist is enough. It's enough. That's humiliating enough.

It's definitely like, so lazy. It's the laziest shit. It's like, it's been a week. It's been a week. It's been a week. Maybe nine days. Investigations can go on for months. Like, they should have been digging in and finding every single person who ever knew him and going through all of the stuff that they need to do.

They have the fucking resources for it. They just didn't want to. The thing was, Clifford was a con man. And I think it also, it's not just them not want. It's a combination of them not wanting to. And Clifford Olson being smarter than them. I mean, you got to find these bodies. bodies fast. It's going to get cold in four months.

Yeah. And you know the cold, all it does is preserve the bodies. The thing is, since Clifford was a con man, his counteroffer, when Miley said like, I can't do that, it's pretty much the exact same thing as the last offer, but put in different terms. Clifford said, all right, there's seven bodies you haven't found yet. You can give me $10,000 per location, and then you can give me $30,000. for additional information on these four bodies you already found. Then to close the deal, Olson said, quote, I'll even give you a freebie.

One body for nothing if we agree on the $100,000. It's the same fucking deal. It's the same exact fucking deal. But Fred Miley was both impatient and desperate to bring this horrific chapter of Canadian history to a close. And apparently, so was everyone else in the Canadian government. This makes me sick. It's not like Fred Miley went rose. and did this all on his own,

he took it to the Attorney General of British Columbia. He took it to the Solicitor General of Canada. He took it to the RCMP Commissioner. All of them said, yep, sounds good. Sign off. Done and done. You know, like I said earlier, in America, they would have just taken the money back.

Yeah. You know, they would have just lied and said, sure, and then took them around everywhere and nobody would have gotten fucking anything. To be honest, like, that's what you do. You lie to a child rapist. You do. You're allowed.

You're allowed to do that. You can do that. We'll give you permission. Yeah, yeah. But they signed the devil's bargain on August 24th, 1981, and Olson was on a field trip two days later with Fred Miley to reveal the location of the first of seven bodies. Now, Olson's time in jail pre-trial was far more difficult than his usual stents because Clifford Olson's crimes had finally earned him the reputation as the most notorious Skinner. in Canadian history. As such,

Olson got abuse from both sides. When Clifford got his first prison-issued shirts from the guards, he saw that someone had written Baby Fucker on the back

of all of his shirts. Now, this is just artless. Yeah, yeah, yeah. This is just low-hanging fruit. There's no reason to come at me for this. There's so many other reasons why I look like

that little critter. There's so many other things. Timu Pedro Pascal. There's so many things. Actually, little critter sounds like another horrible name for like a cute name for a horrible thing. Like a little critter. Oh yeah,

he's a guy that likes the mentally challenge. That's a little critter. He's a real little critter. Do you believe that a baby fucker used to wear these clothes? Unbelievable. It's like one of those Native American things where your last name's your job. As far as the inmates went, they delighted in throwing cups of piss at Clifford from behind the bars of their cell.

I mean, that's American and Canadian. That's classic. And you're lucky I like piss. Man, those cops, you know, cops did not want to lead him anywhere. In other words, Clifford's manic narcissistic charm had run out completely once the scope of his crimes began circulating. But Olson did prove that he still had charm when it counted. When Olson underwent a psychiatric evaluation to see if he was fit to stand trial, he bragged to Fred Miley that no evaluation would matter because Olson,

could trick any doctor they sent who might try to figure out old Clifford Olson. And sure enough, when the psychiatrist arrived in a room where Clifford was waiting and asked hey, are you Clifford Olson? Clifford acted drunk and said, I'm not Olson.

He just left. So the doctor said, okay, sorry to bother you, sir. Jesus, some fucking people are so fucking stupid. You're taking a prisoner's word. Going in there literally a man that you told is a list, a five-page long list of crimes, murder and rape. And you just go in and he's like, well, he said

he's not him, so I'm going home. Yeah, I'm going on. I can't believe. I'm like, the American justice system is better. It's like, it's crazy. The psychiatrist walked right back out the door, and Fred Miley was actually waiting outside.

So when the doctor left the room, Miley was like, geez, doctor, that's a quick. And dog said, oh, I haven't started. Where's Olson? Miley says, he's in that fucking room you just came out of. And doctor said, no, you idiot. That's not Olson. That's just sucks.

I'm drunk, and finally, Miley says, Jesus Christ, that's Olson. He's got you gone, too. This is literally a Marks Brothers fucking movie, dude. It's like one step away from who's on first. He went that way. Yeah. Well, Olson could certainly trick a psychiatrist for a moment.

He was by no means smart enough to manipulate one for his own grand purposes. Clifford Olson was not only found fit to stand trial, but was deemed by every psychiatrist to be. be a non-candidate for the insanity defense. Every mental health professional who saw Clifford Olson told attorney Bob Shantz that insanity wouldn't work because Clifford clearly knew the difference between right and wrong. Clifford actually tried to manipulate one psychiatrist into working with him on a book and a subsequent movie deal, which is not something that insane people generally tend to discuss when they have interviews with psychiatrists to determine their sanity. But for the wise

psychiatrist, you can offer quite the many dividends. Yeah, definitely probably a better paycheck. Yeah. And so Olson was left with no choice but to do a plain old not guilty plea for all his charges. When the trial came, however, Olson seemed both bored and mortified by the entire process. Most of the time, he was calm and callous, loudly sighing at regular intervals. But he also got agitated, particularly when he heard recordings of his own voice because he hadn't expected to sound so sleazy and weak.

don't sound like that. Listen to my voice and listen to that book. Play it back. Play it back. Did Rick Moranis do this? Is this an impressionist? Is this SCTV? In the end, it seems like Olson just felt like the whole thing was taking too long. And so, because he probably saw the trial as a lost cause anyway, he changed his plea to guilty halfway through. The judge immediately gave him a term of life in prison for each murder with a minimum of 25 years before he could be eligible for parole.

In an uncharacteristic move for the Canadian criminal justice system, though, and this might have been the judge thrown a little bit of shade on every parole board who would let Clifford go again and again. The judge explicitly added that he hoped that no future parole boards would ever consider freeing Clifford Olson. Wow, and those are some strong words. And I just feel like that really, wow, that really nailed it down. him just going, I really hope that somebody does the things different in the future.

I hope that they consider it. So at long last, on January 14, 1982, after a lifetime causing untold amounts of chaos, anguish, and death all across Canada, Clifford Olson's charm finally ran out at the age of 42. Oh, that's our age. It's my age. Yeah, I'm a little old. Wow. That's my age. Now, the bodies for money scheme. have been kept out of the press before the trial.

No, wait, I'm 43. Yeah. I'm the baby. Now, the Bodies for Money scheme have been kept out of the press before the trial because while Canadian journalists had known about the Bodies for Money scheme, Canadian journalists don't have First Amendment rights

like we do when it comes to trials. We can put anything we find out in the papers. In Canada, if a government doesn't want it in the papers, it doesn't go in the papers. Interesting. Yeah, it's so as to not bias, it's for the trial. So it's actually a, it's a better way of doing it. Yeah, it's a smarter way of doing it because it keeps people, because it keeps stuff like people, juries already just, it keeps people that are already like swayed by the news before they even get added to a jury.

Yeah. But that's just during the trial. Once the trial was over, the media immediately broke the bodies for cash story. And the condemnation was so universal and so vigorous. that the attorney general decided to just retire because he didn't want to fucking deal with it. Pussy! You fucking pussy!

He's like, hold on, I can just retire and you pay me and I never have to talk about this? So I just... Oh, I quit. I quit. Overall, though, the government argued that the bodies would have likely never been found without Olson's cooperation. Because you suck. Well, I mean...

Who knows? They didn't even try. To be entirely fair, we wouldn't have found half of Gary Ridgeway's victims had he not personally led us to those bodies? Yeah, you do it the old fashion way where you break down the motherfucker. You just do it the way you're supposed to do it. Over time. Yes. Or you get

the team of a hundred people and you comb the fucking woods and shit. You just go and go and go and you put lots of money and time into the investigation. Yeah, but the woods here were, I mean, even more vast than the woods outside of Tacoma. There's a lot of woods from Canada. I do understand that this

made it easier and it happened. It did make it easier, but the media didn't buy this excuse. Of course. It amounted to the cops, justifying a shortcut to justice by putting taxpayer money in the pocket of a killer, or at least the wife of a killer, because all the money went to Joan. It basically went to him because then she can put it in the fucking kitty for him. She could do lots of different stuff with that money. I think Joan fucked off. Yeah.

I think Joan was finally like, okay, he's in prison. I don't have to deal with him anymore. But speaking to Joan, the media got even more vicious when Joan Olson got the body. for cash check for $100,000. And at the very same time, in fact, like the same week, the mother of Clifford Olson's last teenage victim, she had her welfare benefits cut in half because she was no longer supporting a child because Clifford Olson had murdered that child. It's a real bad comparison.

That's a technical that I kind of agree with. Because as soon as you kill all the children of a family, they're not parents anymore, right? Did Joan pay her father back? Oh my God, oh no. Jones, so you got this $100,000. I'm just saying, that eight grand, I mean, it's an outstanding debt. Yeah, we can think about it. But that mother, eventually, the mother of Clifford Olson's last victim,

she was eventually awarded $4,000 from the Criminal Injuries Compensation Board of Canada. Coincidentally, this was the same board that had awarded Clifford Olson $3,500 in 1974. after he'd been stabbed in prison with a pair of scissors for being a snitch. I mean, Canada's just a wacky mixed up place, ain't it? They're trying to figure your stuff out. I mean, we all are. Yeah. So she got 4% of the murderers money.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Yep. Cool. Yeah. Now, Olson naturally lived a solitary life in prison, but he kept himself busy by talking extensively to Peter Worthington, the author of the book we used as a main source for our series,

predator. Like, Clifford Olson, they're only supposed to have something like two phone calls a month, but Clifford Olson charmed his way into a pay phone every day for like dozens of calls a day and collect calls. And then he did it through when we listened to the, what was it the, there was the, that podcast that was calls from a killer, that same thing where he just got to talk for hours on the phone. Yep.

Well, otherwise, Olson filled his time by filing repeated complaints in prison. In 1992, Olson filed a complaint because he was denied the right to purchase a solid pleasure, life-size, revolutionary, not-inflated sex doll for the low, low price of 2495. What does that mean non-inflated? You've got to blow it up yourself. So it's plastic? It's not inflated yet. It's foam? Yeah, solid, life-size.

Okay, so we're talking. It's like an inner tube that hasn't been inflated yet. I'm flipping through men's magazines' ads in my head for 1992. Is it shaped like a pussy in a butt? Is it just a whole... It's a whole woman. It's a full sex doll, but not inflated, which meant it was probably foam. But if it's 2495, it's going to be...

It can't be a great one. It's not going to be a good one, no. Not inflated doesn't mean it's not inflatable. Exactly. Yeah. Because you can't, yeah, I'm trying to... I'm looking it up. Continuous.

Well, Olson argued that the doll would greatly improve his mental and physical health. But after his request was denied, he actually tried taking the case all the way to the Supreme Court of Canada. He did not, however, make it to the highest court of the land. But speaking of threats, Olson also threatened to sue anyone, any journalist who called him a sex criminal, because Clifford had technically never been convicted of sex crimes. Murder? Sure, but never sex crimes. But those lawsuits, of course, also went nowhere. Why would they even let them file them? I mean, you know, but we've had our own run-ins with serial killers being angry about the things that we say.

Yeah. They don't get anywhere. Like, it mostly amounts to them to talk in a lot of trash. It doesn't actually make it to court. If you have money to do it, you can sue anybody you like. Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. But if you're in prison for serial killing, you don't have a whole lot of money, usually.

Yeah. He's got $100,000. Now, Olson, well, that money was kept by his wife. Olson supposedly didn't see a dime of it. I'm going to just say, I am my heart of hearts. There is no way he didn't see some of that money. Sure. Now, Olson did at long last decide to completely confess to everything in even greater detail than he confessed to author Peter Worthington.

He actually filled 30 notebooks at 50 pages each, full of details on how he picked up every victim, what he said to them, what his thought processes were, and what his fantasies had been. He then went into the rapes, the murders, and even the necropedophilia, to steal a phrase from cannibal corpse. Cute. You understand what they're saying? Cannibal corpse? I can read the lyrics. Yeah, they'll read the lyrics. And also, the song is called necropetophilia.

I can read the song titles on the sleeve of the record. Oh, okay. I'm a big cannibal corpse fan. These notebooks were not for public consumption. Olson had written these to be delivered to his fucking son when little Stephen finally turned 19. In the year 2000, he figured 19's old enough. As Olson said, he didn't want Stephen to learn about his dad from others, and these notebooks would help set the record straight.

Now, Olson tried making more deals for bodies in an attempt to get him transferred to a mental institution at long last, but nobody wanted to take another risk on making a deal with Clifford Olson after what happened last time. And so Clifford became just another man to be denied parole again and again. But in 2006, Olson was feeling particularly chatty during this parole hearing. He told the parole board that serial killers should never be paroled, adding quote, That's my opinion. I'm not trying to be facetious or smart or being a jackass or anything.

I think serial killers need to be punished. Now, Olson didn't name anyone specifically, but all signs point towards him talking about Carla Hamulka, who'd been granted parole the year before. I think we're seeing sexism talking about it. I don't want to talk out of turn. I know. I think Clifford Olson might have been a bit of a misogynist as well. It could be.

Carla was one half of the Ken and Barbie killers with Paul Bernardo. And it seems like also was miffed that Hamulka had been released. Nobody in Canada is happy about it. No, not even Clifford Olson was happy about Carla Hamulka being released. She just actually covered inside stories not too long ago. She was just discovered in another Facebook mommy group where because she's under an assumed name in a private area. Yeah. And so she keeps being disresed.

and then having to flee wherever she's at. So she just recently was discovered again on like a mommy group on Facebook. She just needs to stay off social media. She needs to throw herself in a fucking lake. Olson wasn't done making waves during this 2006 hearing. He said that it didn't matter what the parole board said because they had no jurisdiction over him anymore. Instead, Olson claimed that he had been granted immunity by the United States. States Department of Homeland Security. Why? Well, apparently, Olson, according to his own testimony,

had provided key information during the investigation into 9-11. Oh, thank you. You do? New York thanks you. Yeah, we're in New York right now. New York Comic-Connor. New York definitely thanks you. Now, Olson did not reveal what information he provided, only that he had rung the alarm bell all the way back in 1999, he told people that 9-11's going to happen. And he knew who was going to do it, too. Yeah. Didn't say how he knew or how he'd found out about this being in solitary for, you know, the last 20, 30 years. Cut to a little scene, a little bar in Coquitlam.

Osama bin Laden's visiting, you know, walking around after taking, doing college in America. And he's just doing a little tour of Coquitlam. And he sits down to a little rascally. little critterly looking man. And they tell each other their whole life stories and they laugh and they laugh all night. So, Osama, let me ask you, if you had a million dollars and you could do anything, what would you do? Destroy America, my friend. You know me too.

Me too. Now I'm going to tell my friend Carl Rove all about this. Don't worry. I love God. God is my friend. What is those? Some have been running pizza shop

He doesn't like him You like a pornography Yeah Me? I like a pornography I love it a pornography The parole board Of course was not impressed By Clifford's last grand

Narcissistic Gamble And therefore denied his release By 2011 Clifford Olson Had come down with cancer And he finally died At the age of 71 Taking all of his 9-11

secrets with him. Give him a hundred grand for the secrets behind 9-11. Yeah. I didn't care about 9-11 and this proves it. Actually, you know, the truth is that Toronto had the first major investigation into 9-11 outside of the United States of America. They, Toronto, devoted an entire world of resources to investigating 9-11. They were obsessed with it and there was a whole, there was a place called conspiracy culture that used to be a bookstore in Toronto

that was like the heart of like this is where David Ike used to first show up used to go hang out like all the good cool guys and they yeah they put Baluga Team 6 on the whole thing and they mostly were just like we're gonna get back to this after the summer don't forget wasn't there like a whole musical written

about the jet that had to land in Newfoundland? Was it Newfoundland or New Zealand? It was Newfoundland. Yeah, oh it's definitely Newfoundland trust me, yeah yeah but you know what I don't need to see that because I'm too busy spending all money, all my money, going down and buying premier tickets to Slam Frank. Have you seen this?

I've seen Slam. I thought it was fake. I thought it was AI. It sounds fake as hell. It is a rap, musical about fucking and Frank. If it's not all whispers, I can't see. I got my period. I got my period.

And you know that's bad when the blood's in the water the Nazis come back. Hey, kitty, this is shitty. It's a bridge too far It's where Stomp used to be It's trying too hard You got a rat I'm sorry, but you can't just sit still You gotta know that you sit with your mother inside

For the rest of your life It would be too offensive to do Anne Frank Stomp Oh my God Well this was great Yeah this is fun I had so much fun with this It was fun to do true crime again And next week we're going to get into an old tiny flimflam man that y'all are going to love this story.

Love all the timey flunk, man. And we got some spooky shit coming up. I'm so excited. Yeah, and the next head on the Mount Rushmore of Evil is going to be put up within, I think, a month and a half, somewhere around there. Yeah, pretty soon. Maybe even sooner. Going to get thick. Yeah, it's going to be really thick.

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Yeah, no, it's a lot of fun. We've got a whole other series coming up there. I think we're going to dive into David Cronenberg. It's going to be a fucking blast. I can watch David Cronenberg for a full fucking month. It's so good, dude. I have all the DVDs now, man. I bought Shivers. It's good. I've never seen it. You're going to love it. Well, come see me on the road.

I'm going to be in Pasadena on December 3rd. The Ice House. That's going to be a lot of fun. Ed Larson and friends. Oh, I'm there, right? Yeah, you're coming. You're hosting. September 13th, St. Louis. I'm going to be at the Helium. That's going to be a blast. January 24th, Nashville, January 29th and 30th, Rochester, at the Comedy at Carlson, and on January 31st, Albany, New York, at the Funny Bone. We're having a blast. We're doing fun. A lot of these shows, I'm bringing my buddy Logan Mets to the one in St. Louis. Danny Bedrosion is going to be hitting up the Rochester and Albany shows.

Oh, playing the Keys. Yeah, and then I got the reformed horrors opening for me in Nashville. It's going to be a fucking blast. Fantastic. Awesome. And then, of course, Henry and I got a whole bunch of dates coming at you. We just finished our leg in New York and Connecticut. And then we're going to Columbia, Missouri. We're going to Portland, Maine.

We're going to Burlington, Vermont. And we're going to, what's that other place that we're going? Iowa City! They said we'd never go! We're going to only the best cities in this country. And we're going to see you there in each one. And we're going to try barbecue probably in every fucking city. So please send us what else to eat.

Rabbit. Is that Kronenberg? Rabbit is Krona? Yes. That was the last one as well. Yeah, that was the last one I saw. The brood is great. All right. It's a big shout out to Melrose podcast. Thank you so much for housing our sounds here, as always. Very, very professional.

Thank you, man. You guys crushed it. And I'm sorry for what we said. Hell Satan, everyone. Helge. I don't know. This guy's... Hail New York. Hell New York.

New York. It is very nice to be here. It's wonderful. Wonderful to be home. It feels so... Very sweet to be so good. So great. I've had nothing but delicious pizza, delicious food.

I've had it all. I've had Greek food. I've had Polish food. I have pizza. It's fucking great. Hail the Astoria Seafood Market and hail bagel bobs. That's who I want to hail. Go to the Astoria Seafood Market.

It is so fucking good. It is a unique New York experience that is absolutely delicious. The best seafood I've had outside of Florida. Oh man. I wouldn't have drinks with my buddy Ivan on Monday night at the library. Yeah. And man, it's so, I always forget that, that bathroom's squeaky clean on Mondays. But like, by Saturday, it's bad.

Well, you know, remember last time we went and we saw, like, the fight? There was like an open fucking fist fight. Yeah. At the library, that's fucking awesome. That app's pretty off. I mean, it's the library. It's fucking great bar. Were they not being quiet?

No. No, they weren't. People really react badly to being shushed.