i was wigged out completely at that time. he must have got scared. and he jumped up and tried to push me aside and i thought he was attacking me. i stabbed him in the back. he took about three steps. i tackled him from behind, somehow got behind him and slit his throat. and i remember him saying please don't kill me. that's when i realized, oh, my god. what am i doing? >> our producer later described her interview with garner as exhausting as he often took the conversation on bizarre tangents. >> each and every nanosecond, moment, impulse second, whatever the latest measurement of time is. repressed freudian alien who had snowballed emotionally and was repressed with drugs and alcohol. and witnessed by 10,000 people at a country hoedown concert in detroit. >> it was another 30 minutes before our producer could bring him back to the details of his crime. what he told us was both shocking and disturbing. >> open up my -- i pulled his brain out and took a bite out of it. >> like frank street, garner was housed in the residential treatment unit. but it was clear that not only