he would flash the headlights of his truck, the same truck he used to crash into luby's, precisely atat the girls would drive past to see jane. >> reporter: george hennard continues stalking jane bug and her daughters. >> it was a saturday morning before the shooting. i saw a bicycle. and he pulled right in front of the car. and it was just like he paused for just a minute. our eyes just locked on each other, and it's like the messages were just going back and forth. >> reporter: the communication is silent, but for jane, the silence speaks volumes. >> you're not going to hurt my girls. you're going to have to go through me first. and he was telling me that he might have to. >> reporter: shortly after this confrontation with jane bug, hennard crashes his pickup truck through the front plate glass window of luby's. and for ten minutes, wages war on petrified patrons. >>> when we come back -- >> he was coming towards me at that point. and it was almost like how dare you? like a control thing, that i was looking at him, how dare i. an e? what if we turned trash into surfboards? whatever