asked Van Hazel, “or whatever you want to call it, become increasingly real to you, so you could visualize without pictures, just by closing your eyes?”
“Yes.”
“Were you increasingly obsessed with it?”
“Yes. It started the first time I went to a drive-in and started masturbating myself. I found that from that point on, I just increased it into a realm that I didn’t even realize.”
Then, gently guided by his attorney, Garrido admitted getting in Katie Callaway’s car at Ink’s Market, and seizing her when she stopped to let him out.
“Did you handcuff her?” asked his attorney.
“Yes.”
“Bind her with a strap?”
“Yes.”
“Did you take her with tape on her mouth across the line into Nevada?
“No,” answered Garrido. “She had no tape on her at that time. I didn’t tape her until I got to the gas station, and then I pulled into it, and only taped her for the few minutes that we were there until we left.”
Garrido admitted taking her across the state line against her will, saying he was powerless to resist his sexual impulses.
“I have had this fantasy,” he told the jury, “and this sexual thing that has overcome me.”
“Didn’t you know you could be caught and criminally punished for it?” asked Van Hazel.
“Criminally,” replied Garrido, “yes, I did know that.”
“Didn’t you think it was wrong?”
“No.”
“Well, who told you it was right?” asked the defender. “Did your parents bring you up to believe that was morally right to do?”
“No,” replied Garrido. “My parents never instructed me sexually at all. But just from my parents bringing me up—no.”
“You didn’t learn in school it was right, did you?”
“No.”
“But you didn’t think it was wrong?”
“Not at that point in time, no.”
Garrido then admitted telling Katie Callaway he was unable to control his behavior.
“Did you tell her you were sorry you were doing this?” asked Van Hazel.
“Yes.”
“Why were you?”
“Because she was so nice to me.”
“But you weren’t sorry enough to stop, were you?”
“No.”
The attorney then asked why he had not just had sex with her in the bushes while they were still in California, as she had offered.
“Because I couldn’t help myself,” replied Garrido, showing the first hint of emotion since he took the stand. “I had this fantasy that was driving me to do this. Inside of me. Something that was making me do it . . . no way to stop it.”
Then the attorney asked if he had wanted to be caught, giving his victim several clues to his identity, like his real name and wife’s occupation.
“No,” said Garrido. “She was convincing me that she was enjoying what she was doing, and I just didn’t know what I was doing to be able to tell her that.”
“You really thought she wanted to do that?”
“In my own mixed-up mind, yes.”
Finally, Van Hazel asked why he didn’t get his sexual gratification from the legal brothels in Nevada.
“I went once when I was younger,” he answered, “and it never did do nothing for me. I have had the advantage of being with many women . . . with their will.”
“But that isn’t your sex thing?” said his attorney. “That isn’t what drives you?”
“No,” said Garrido, shaking his head excitedly.
“And yet,” said Van Hazel, “you have stated, ‘I live a clean life.’ ”
“Besides this fantasy, yes,” he replied. “I don’t go breaking into people’s houses. I don’t go to hurt anybody.”
Before starting his cross-examination, prosecutor Leland Lutfy asked Judge Thompson to allow questions about his failed kidnap attempt, an hour before this alleged offense. Judge Thompson said he needed to hear some of the psychiatric testimony before making his decision.
Then the jury were summoned back into the courtroom and Lutfy began questioning the defendant.
“Do you know what the terms ‘right and wrong’ mean?” he asked.
“Yes,” replied Garrido
“Yes.”
“Were you increasingly obsessed with it?”
“Yes. It started the first time I went to a drive-in and started masturbating myself. I found that from that point on, I just increased it into a realm that I didn’t even realize.”
Then, gently guided by his attorney, Garrido admitted getting in Katie Callaway’s car at Ink’s Market, and seizing her when she stopped to let him out.
“Did you handcuff her?” asked his attorney.
“Yes.”
“Bind her with a strap?”
“Yes.”
“Did you take her with tape on her mouth across the line into Nevada?
“No,” answered Garrido. “She had no tape on her at that time. I didn’t tape her until I got to the gas station, and then I pulled into it, and only taped her for the few minutes that we were there until we left.”
Garrido admitted taking her across the state line against her will, saying he was powerless to resist his sexual impulses.
“I have had this fantasy,” he told the jury, “and this sexual thing that has overcome me.”
“Didn’t you know you could be caught and criminally punished for it?” asked Van Hazel.
“Criminally,” replied Garrido, “yes, I did know that.”
“Didn’t you think it was wrong?”
“No.”
“Well, who told you it was right?” asked the defender. “Did your parents bring you up to believe that was morally right to do?”
“No,” replied Garrido. “My parents never instructed me sexually at all. But just from my parents bringing me up—no.”
“You didn’t learn in school it was right, did you?”
“No.”
“But you didn’t think it was wrong?”
“Not at that point in time, no.”
Garrido then admitted telling Katie Callaway he was unable to control his behavior.
“Did you tell her you were sorry you were doing this?” asked Van Hazel.
“Yes.”
“Why were you?”
“Because she was so nice to me.”
“But you weren’t sorry enough to stop, were you?”
“No.”
The attorney then asked why he had not just had sex with her in the bushes while they were still in California, as she had offered.
“Because I couldn’t help myself,” replied Garrido, showing the first hint of emotion since he took the stand. “I had this fantasy that was driving me to do this. Inside of me. Something that was making me do it . . . no way to stop it.”
Then the attorney asked if he had wanted to be caught, giving his victim several clues to his identity, like his real name and wife’s occupation.
“No,” said Garrido. “She was convincing me that she was enjoying what she was doing, and I just didn’t know what I was doing to be able to tell her that.”
“You really thought she wanted to do that?”
“In my own mixed-up mind, yes.”
Finally, Van Hazel asked why he didn’t get his sexual gratification from the legal brothels in Nevada.
“I went once when I was younger,” he answered, “and it never did do nothing for me. I have had the advantage of being with many women . . . with their will.”
“But that isn’t your sex thing?” said his attorney. “That isn’t what drives you?”
“No,” said Garrido, shaking his head excitedly.
“And yet,” said Van Hazel, “you have stated, ‘I live a clean life.’ ”
“Besides this fantasy, yes,” he replied. “I don’t go breaking into people’s houses. I don’t go to hurt anybody.”
Before starting his cross-examination, prosecutor Leland Lutfy asked Judge Thompson to allow questions about his failed kidnap attempt, an hour before this alleged offense. Judge Thompson said he needed to hear some of the psychiatric testimony before making his decision.
Then the jury were summoned back into the courtroom and Lutfy began questioning the defendant.
“Do you know what the terms ‘right and wrong’ mean?” he asked.
“Yes,” replied Garrido
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