The Binge Cases: Denise Didn't Come Home - Denise Didn't Come Home | 7. Evil Nice Guy

Episode Date: November 12, 2024

Host Anthony Scalia builds a relationship with a notorious serial killer and finally hears the full story about what happened to Denise Falasca the night she died. Binge all episodes of Denise Didn’t Come Home, ad-free today by subscribing to The Binge. Visit The Binge Cases show page on Apple Podcasts and hit ‘subscribe’ or visit GetTheBinge.com to get access.  The Binge – feed your true crime obsession. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Late afternoon, 1977. Medium Lewin is running for her life. I turn my head and I see a dark red Ford Falcon and a long gun barrel hanging out from one of the windows. He says, I am the man responsible for your life and your death. Four decades later, Medium is among the few to survive. I still ask myself, why did I survive? I'd say it was to bring justice. Season 3 of The Burden Avenger will be available everywhere you get your podcasts on October 23rd.

Hey everyone, just a quick heads up before we get started. This episode contains descriptions of violence and sexual assault, so please take extra care when listening. path at certain times. And I just believe that you're the person to do this. And that's why your heart is being stirred. When Karen passed away, she left me with a hole in my heart and a mountain of tape to go through. I didn't know what this project was without her. So I started to listen back from the beginning. But this really needs to be done. And you're yelling, you're full of energy, and you're

ready to look at this thing with fresh eyes and flush out the story that's in there. Because when I die, it will die, the whole story. And it shouldn't die." Now it was my turn to keep this story alive. Listening to the tape, Karen had found some measure of peace writing to Richard Cottingham, but she died without knowing all the details of what happened to Denise. I actually couldn't really nail him down on specific details that he should have had. People think, well, you don't want to know all the details because it'll just upset you. That's so wrong.

Not knowing is really the worst part of any of this. She really wanted to know why. How had Cottingham become the man who killed her sister? I needed to know things about him. And he did disappoint. Richard would have to be the one to tell us what happened that made him so evil. Such an evil, nice guy. I knew that I would need to get answers to Karen's questions, and those could only come from Cottingham.

I listened back to one of the last things she said to me. Is there anything that you would impart to me? Any sort of wisdom? Don't be afraid. When you get that that feeling inside you that go after something. Don't be afraid. Cottingham was known to reject interviews. It took a while, but then there I was sitting in my parents basement waiting for his call. You will not be charged for this call. Who's this call is from?

Dick Hamm. An inmate at the New Jersey State Prison. This call will be monitored and recorded. To accept this call, press 5 now. To decline this call, hang up. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hi, Richard.

Yes. Hi, this is Anthony. Can you hear me? Yes. Okay. Yes, yes, I can hear you. It's a bad time. Yeah. My name is Anthony Scalia.

From Truth Media and Sony Music Entertainment, this is Denise Didn't Come Home. When I'm done talking to Richard, I want to be done with Denise's case. We're talking about a guy who is the master of deception. He's a bad guy, but he is the one that has answers, believable or not. The person that stalked me that day, to me, was like the devil himself. Do you think that you saw Richard the night that Denise died? Do you think that person in the car was Richard? I know it was, no. I absolutely know it was. Hello Anthony, how are you? This is to you and your girlfriend. You know the one I'm gonna steal Good morning. Chapter 7. Evil Nice Guy.

Most people see me as a monster. I can understand that. I don't blame them at all. When they look at what I've done and everything, it has to come out to a monster. It has to come out to a scary, dangerous, ghoul-type of person. By the time I finally got on the phone with Richard Cottingham, he was a 73-year-old who had spent more than half his life in prison. He had been convicted of five murders and had confessed to four more. But he claimed to have killed around 80. I knew two things about him from talking to Bergen County detectives, that he was charming and manipulative, and that he loved food.

So on that first call, that's what we talked about. What do you miss the most food-wise? Pizza. I love pizza. I could eat pizza all day long. Hot dogs. I love hot dogs, too. Yesterday, we made fresh homemade tomato sauce. Oh, fuck you. I make it, too. I make ketchup and water. It's not just like watery ketchup.

I knew that I wouldn't be able to get into the big stuff right away. So on that first call, I kept it to small talk. You know who my biggest singer right now is? Kelly Clarkson. I love her music. Get out of here, really? I listen to them all day long. I got 65 of her songs. Wow. Karen called Cottingham an evil nice guy. I was starting to see why. You know, you said that you really did feel bad when it came to Karen. I felt horrible. I felt ashamed. I liked her. I liked her immediately.

She was very sincere. She wasn't easy on me. She told me off right away. She had a lot of hurt in her still, which really troubled me because I didn't realize after all these years, it would still be there. What brought me peace and happiness was making Karen feel good. Seeing that she was able to do what she wanted to do, and that she was able to do what she wanted to do, and that she was able to do what she wanted to do, and that she was able

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where she could enjoy her family, and, you know, it just seems like the good ones go early, and the bums like me, I'll probably be around until I'm 98. See, I'm going to go look at my bologna. You have 30 seconds remaining. Okay.

And you can eat your lasagna and stuffed meatballs and this will be awesome. Thank you. You don't have to worry. I'm doing this because I want to. I'm doing this for Karen. And I'll talk to you as long as it's necessary to take care of this project. Great. I'll write you. As soon as the phone cut out, I remember I went upstairs and my parents were like,

Oh my God, what was he like? I was like, he was normal. You could easily forget who you're talking to. But then I remembered what Karen told me about Cottingham. This man had been damaged to this point where there was no good in them. There was an evil that exists within this man, even to this day. 50 years ago, a young woman named Karen Silkwood got into her car alone. She was reportedly on her way to deliver sensitive documents

to a New York Times reporter. She never made it. And those documents she'd agreed to carry were never found. Do you think somebody killed her? There's no question in my mind. If someone killed her that night, I think they were trying to stop her in order to get the documents.

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In it, I explore hidden truths and reveal some eye-opening events, like covert experiments and secret operations that those in power tried to keep buried. Follow Redacted Declassified Mysteries with me, Luke Lamanna, on the Wondery app or wherever you get your podcasts. To listen ad-free, join Wondery Plus in the Wondery app or wherever you get your podcasts. To listen ad free, join Wondery Plus in the Wondery app. This call is from an inmate at a New Jersey state prison. To accept this call press 5 now. Hello. Hey Rich, how are you? It's been a whirlwind the last week and a half.

Oh, it's been a whirlwind the last week and a half. You know, it's prison shit, you know. After a few calls with Richard Cottingham, we started to get into a rhythm. We'd get on the phone, he'd complain about the prisoner's health. They got mad at me because I wouldn't go to the hospital. I'd ask a question or two. And then the 15 minutes would be up, and he'd have to call me back. But on those calls, I started to dig into one of Karen's unanswered questions. What had turned Cottingham into a monster?

Have you ever tried to seriously take the time and think about why you did these things? I thought about it thousands of times. There's no answer. There's just no answer. Thousands of times. There's no answer. There's just no answer. I had a perfect family life. I had two great parents, went to the best schools in the area, never went to bed hungry. Just a normal life.

Cottingham grew up in the nice part of Bergen County, with three sisters. His father worked for an insurance company. His mother was a housewife. raised honing pigeons. Every once in a while a bird would come back and have a broken wing or something and you'd have to kill it. I couldn't kill it. My father would have to go out and ring its neck because I just couldn't do it. But there was one thing that happened to Cottingham when he was a kid that he thinks might explain who he became. When I was four years old, I hit a car. And it made the papers because the article wasn't that a car hit a boy, the boy ran into the car.

I hit my head and I went to the hospital and the whole thing. You know, when a kid gets the head injury or something, it's possible that some area of your brain gets scrambled up or something like that. some area of your brain gets scrambled up or something like that. Cottingham says he started acting out at his elementary school, talking in class, cheating on tests and stealing. Yeah, I'd always take the chance. And more times than not, I got caught. Back then, when you went to Catholic school, the nuns beat the shit out of you.

Did you ever get hit by the nuns? Oh, I got hit all the time. Because I wasn't smart enough to get away with it. As he moved to high school, Cottingham says he got better at breaking the rules and getting away with it. And he was starting to enjoy it. It's that gambling instinct. If you did something bad like that, you were supposed to get caught. So when I didn't, it showed me that you can probably do anything you want and get away

with it. Cottingham told the cops that his first murder happened back in 1967, when he was 20 years old. The victim was a young housewife named Nancy Vogel. Was Nancy Vogel your first homicide? No. No way. I haven't told nobody when the first one, but it was well before Nancy Vogel.

I think I understand now that your first was in high school, right? Yes. And I'm not going to go too much into it. But he did end up telling me a little about it. She was also a young housewife from Bergen County. And at the time, he was only 16 or 17 years old. It was unintentional. Maybe 99, 98 percent unintentional. You know, maybe in the back of my mind, something was going to happen or something like that, but it wasn't intentional. Did you realize then that you were capable of this?

Or were you kind of surprised that you had done something like that? I was euphoric that I got away with it. You feel powerful. You feel like you know something that nobody else in the world knows. And that's a powerful thought. After high school, Cottingham went on to kill other young women in Bergen County, like Nancy Vogel, Irene Blaze, and Denise Velasca. Irene Blaze, and Denise Velasca.

I didn't get off killing anybody. I enjoyed getting away with things. You know, it was the excitement, it was the adrenaline pumping in you, knowing you could do something so dangerous and not have to worry about getting caught. By the 70s, Cottingham was married with three kids living in my hometown of Lodi. He had a steady job working the night shift as a computer operator at Blue Cross Blue Shield in In the 1970s, Cottingham was married with three kids, living in my hometown of Lodi. He had a steady job working the night shift as a computer operator at Blue Cross Blue Shield in New York City. I'd get off work and I'd have five or six or seven hours every night to go to the bars or pick up girls stalking people and doing what I wanted to do.

I went to Times Square at three o'clock in the morning. You couldn't imagine what Times Square was. The excitement, it was like electricity in the air. You could walk down the street and almost guarantee you see somebody get stabbed. You know, the pimps would be shooting each other. You'd always hear the hordes fighting with each other. You'd always see the whores fighting with each other, and it was a wild place. Everything a man just out for some fun could want

was right in that area. I loved women. I could never get enough of them. I was always mysterious. I would sit at the end of the bar, and I would just look enough of them. I was always mysterious. I would sit at the end of the bar and I would just look disinterested. And before I know it, they'd be running after me.

I wasn't a bad looking guy back in those days. I dressed well. And I had the knack of just being able to start a conversation or be friendly, or maybe I looked safe or, I don't really know what it is. I never really thought that anything bad was gonna happen at the end. Sometimes Cottingham says he would pick up a nurse or a waitress who had just gotten off her shift.

But most of the time he would pick up a prostitute and bring her to a seedy motel. I would just put the fear of God into the net. You know, if you make any noise or anything, you're not gonna see it tomorrow morning. All I would have to do is tell them what to do, and they would do it. I didn't get off hurting anybody.

I wasn't fighting or yelling or screaming or punching or any of that stuff that you might think it would be. It wasn't violent. The bodies Cottingham left behind told a different story. He would sexually assault these women. He would torture them for hours, sometimes for days. He cut them with knives, bit them, and beat them. The autopsies in these cases are clear. It was almost like playing God.

It's a powerful situation. It's a powerful feeling. The day after I'd done something, it was out of my mind already. I never looked over my shoulder. I never watched the night sleep. You know, I didn't think about it no more. I didn't have to think about it no more. Come home, sleep two hours, play with the kids for two hours, take my wife to the store for an hour, and then go right back and do it over again.

Night after night night week after week year after year if you had not been arrested you think you would have continued to do these violent crimes definitely you have 60 seconds remaining does friday around the same time work for you? Is that okay? Yeah, unless they give me parole before that, you know. I might just knock on your door one night and say, hey, guess who's? This call is from an inmate at a New Jersey state prison. To accept this call, press 5 now. Hello. Hello. How'd you go?

Good, good. I wanted to jump into some questions about Denise because I'd been talking to Richard Cottingham every week for a few months, hoping to gain his trust. And now that I felt that I had it, there was one more murder I wanted him to tell me about. Could you just talk me through that initial moment when you saw Denise and what followed afterwards? I was driving on Old Look Road at night. It was desolate, so to speak. There's no houses.

There's nothing but woods. In that timeframe, it was almost impossible to drive two or three miles and not see a hitchhiker. Everybody hitchhikes, and usually it was mostly girls. I don't think Denise was actually sticking her finger out. I'd seen her on the other side of the street going the opposite way, and she was just walking alongside of the road. And I pulled over and she just came right up,

opened the door and said, you're going to Westwood? She was very pretty, she was sexy. I said, yeah, she just hopped in. I think I asked her if she wanted to go for a drink or something and she giggled or something like that. She had a very young sounding voice. She was just too young.

But when you pick them up and they're already in your car, it's too late. She wanted to go to a pizza shop in Westwood. And that was only about maybe a five minute drive at the tops. So I had to make a decision right away, whether I was going to kidnap her or hurt her or whatever, or let her go and just let her go on her way. Obviously, I decided to do it. She told me she was supposed to meet her friends at the pizza shop. But as we approached the pizza shop,

you could see there was nobody there. You know, I told her something to the effect, well, why don't we go in and have a slice of pizza and wait for your friends? And her friends didn't show up. I said to her, you know, can I take you someplace else or whatever? I went and got the car and just honked a horn and she was

still on the corner in front of the pizza shop. She didn't know what to do. It all depended on if she got back in the car and she just hopped in. Cottingham told me that he drove Denise to the parking lot behind his old Catholic elementary school. It was the place where he first started breaking the rules. It was a beautiful place to be alone and, you know, not be bothered. It was a really perfect place where people want to do bad things. Back then, you got to remember the seats are like one big bench seat. So I scooted over towards her.

You know, I put my arm around her and I don't think she knew how to handle the situation. At some point, she didn't want to go no further. And I was going to have my way. Cottingham sexually assaulted Denise. He told me that when it was all over, he questioned her, trying to get a feel for whether he could let her go. Are you going to get in trouble if you come home really late? What are you going to say when you go home? I think she asked me if I had

any sisters, what high school did I go to? And you know, of course I didn't tell her the truth. I knew immediately what she was getting at. I could sense that she was trying to find out a little bit about me. I got the sense that she would not be afraid to go home and tell her parents exactly what happened. It's not going to end if I just let her go home. She was a lot smarter than I gave her credit for in the beginning. If she was a little more stupid, I think she might be alive right now. At that point, she is very dangerous to me.

You're out in the woods and there's a bear there, and you don't want to shoot the bear because he's a beautiful animal. But you know this bear is going to tear you apart if you don't shoot him first. You realize now in retrospect the hypocrisy is something like that. She was just a sitting duck. You're the bear. I mean, that's the way I see it. There's no way to justify something like that. She was just a sitting duck. You're the bear. I mean, that's the way I see it. There's no way to justify something like that. When I met her, she was the sitting duck. She was helpless.

She didn't do anything wrong or anything like that. If I were to let her go, then it turns around, and now she becomes the danger, and I'm the one that's sitting duck. But you put yourself in that danger. Oh, of course. I'm not blaming her at all. And I chose to put her in that position. To me, in my mind, it was her or me. Cottingham says that once he made up his mind, the only question left was where it would happen. I just started, I went down to Saddlebrook around that area, which I knew. I had used it before. Cottingham had killed another girl in that area, just a few months before.

It was a safe place, you know, a little eerie with the cemetery on the other end. just a few months before. I pulled off to the side of the road. I remember shaking her, grabbing her around the head, you know, around the neck to calm her down. She was bent over, almost laying on her back, and they strangled her. It's amazing how heavy a 95 or a 100 pound girl can be when they're dead. And you're on the side of a road and the wind is going by, you're rushed, you know, you can't take your time. In a way, it's an exciting type of time because that's where the danger is. Karen told me she wanted to know all the details, that not knowing what happened was the worst part. But by the time Cottingham was finished, I was glad she would never have to hear them all.

Do you have any idea what Denise's last words may have been? Yes. Well, I'm not going to tell you. Are you lying to me? No. That's quite an important thing. Is there any way you could just tell me because it is a big deal to me. It's a hard thing to talk about. I get very emotional when I talk about it. I will tell you. I just gotta be in the right mood. For weeks, I pushed Cottingham to give me Denise's last words. It started to feel like he was stringing me along to keep me calling. But then, finally, he said he would tell me on our next call.

What made you not want to talk about it until today? I wasn't going to talk about it at all. I didn't have no intention the entire time to really speak of it. OK, so what were they? During the actual ending of her life, she looked at me, and I was looking at her, and she looked red at me, and she said, I love you. I was shocked. It was emotionally terrifying. Nobody's ever said anything like that. One part of me didn't want to do it and the other part of me said I had to do it. I would never be able to know if Cottingham was lying to me about this. But for some reason, it felt like the truth. I thought about Karen,

about everything she and her family would go through after that moment. A moment that Cottingham would repeat many more times. He murdered so many women. And he destroyed so many families. Do you think people will ever know the extent of all that you've done? Do you think people will ever know the extent of all that you've done? No. Simple answer, no. There's only one person in the world that knows what went on, and it's me. I really am the one that determines what is going to come out by what I feel like talking about. In a lot of ways, Cottingham is still the kid he was in high school, holding secrets in his head and taking pleasure from the fact that no one else knows.

He could help more people like Karen, but he chooses not to. There's really not that many corn where people are still even living safe. I can assure you that there are a lot of people who are still looking. Oh, I'm sure there are. Karen got enough from Cottingham to bring her some peace. But there was one more question she asked him that he didn't give a clear answer to. Do you think that you may have seen Karen that night? We talked about that extensively. If you seen a blue car, she said,

and the way the guy looked at her, she always wondered about that, was that the person that eventually met her sister? She wanted to hear that I saw her. Sometimes I wanted to say things to her just to make her feel good, but in the long run I said that's not the right thing to do. So I told her I really just didn't remember. I don't remember the incident. You know, some people have imaginations and they start to imagine things. Karen might have said something over and over and over until she got convinced of it.

On the next and final episode of Denise Didn't Come Home, I finally get my hands on Denise's case file and learn things Karen always wanted to know. And I learned some things Karen didn't want me to know. You can actually sometimes convince yourself that you did something or you saw something that you didn't. Unlock all episodes of Denise Didn't Come Home ad free right now by subscribing to the Binge Podcast channel. Not only will you immediately unlock all episodes of this show, but you'll get binge access to an entire network of thrilling true crime and investigative podcasts, all ad

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