JUDY HICKS: If you start to hurt let us know and we’ll take a break. JULIA CAMPBELL: Are you sure you got him? DWIGHT RILEY: You got him, ma’am. When you tackled him out that window. JULIA CAMPBELL: Sure, yeah, go me. Last time there were two. JUDY HICKS: If we can return to the night of the murders? JULIA CAMPBELL: Well, I came in the door of our room and there he was and I didn’t think. I just did it. DWIGHT RILEY: Ma’am, um, are you in pain? JULIA CAMPBELL: Sorry, winded. DWIGHT RILEY: Want us to call the doctor? JULIA CAMPBELL: I’m not in pain. I can’t feel any pain. If my legs are broken they should hurt like hell. JUDY HICKS: Let’s return to the night you encountered Raymond Carlton. JULIA CAMPBELL: How many painkillers do they have me on? DWIGHT RILEY: Should we get the doctor? JUDY HICKS: We should get—­ JULIA CAMPBELL: Why can’t I feel it when I pinch my legs like that? DWIGHT RILEY: Just one moment, ma’am—­ JULIA CAMPBELL: Please. Please. Don’t pretend you can’t hear me. Why can’t I feel anything?

—transcript of San Diego PD officers Dwight Riley and Judy Hicks interviewing multiple homicide survivor Julia Campbell, October 23, 1992