Killer Son Thinks His Mother's Death Is Hilarious

"She's in critical condition next." "Oh, thank you, boy." "You want to go back there real quick, old man?" This is 25-year-old Nicholas Hubbard. Just hours earlier, he savagely assaulted his own mother while his grandmother watched in horror. "My boy, my grandson is still in his mother." Nicholas is laughing, joking, and acting cheerful with police as if nothing had happened. And what makes it even more disturbing is how little he seems to care if his mother lives for dides. It was midnight in a quiet New Mexico town, when 911 dispatch received a call from a panicked woman who had just found her daughter brutally attacked and barely alive inside her home. But as the woman tried to explain what happened, police had no idea that the killer was still in the house, standing right behind the panicked caller. "What's this at?" "Nothing." "Where is the emergency?" "There's no emergency." "Okay, I just heard somebody yelling, so I'm going to say different." "What's going on?" "My grandma over-yaks, my grandma fell, she's eight-six, and she just over-yaks." "Okay, can you tell me where you are?" "I'm Nicholas." "Okay, can you tell me where you are?" "Oh, okay." After the abrupt end to the call, dispatch attempted to call back, but there was no response, so police immediately traced the phone's location and rushed units to the scene, fearing that the caller was trying to cover up something terrible. As the officers arrive on the scene, people outside alert them of something terrible going down. "There's probably the bomb inside the house." "Uh, the front is a filthy mother in the house." "That's breathing, she's not fluttering over." "I think they're in the chore here." "Okay, stay here." "This is the lady that's hurt?" "No, no, her hands are cruel to her." "My grandma, my grandma." "My grandson is killing his mother." "Yes, she is what?" "Killing his mom, his girlfriend." "Okay, what is he doing? What is he doing?" While an officer stands with the door to figure out how to proceed further, another officer approaches the woman who called 911, unharmed, but visibly shaken. She claims her grandson is inside right now, attacking his mother and trying to kill her. With no time to waste, officers prepared a force entry trying to stop the ongoing murder before it's too late. "Go, go, go, go." "I'm going to police farm here. Let me see your hands." "Let me see your hands." "Put your hands up. Turn around." "Turn around." "Keep your hands up. Keep your hands up." "Put your hands behind your back. Put your hand behind your back." "Look around." "Did you find it?" "Yes, I got him to check it out." "Put your hands up." Inside the house, officers find and detain the grandson. Nick covered in blood and casually taking a shower as if nothing had happened, while other officers are looking for his mother. "Did you got him?" "Yes, I got him to check out." "I got a ton of blood in here." "I got a ton of blood in here." "I got a ton of blood in here." Police discover Nick's mother Esther laying on the living room floor with multiple life-threatening injuries, barely clinging on to life. With this terrifying discovery, the officer's priorities shift to performing CTR and doing everything they can to try and keep her alive. Slow down your pump in a little bit. Don't stop. Don't stop. Don't stop. You need a break? Yeah. Okay, switch. Hey, we got blood everywhere over here, guys. We got weapons and everything, so we need to watch out for that, too. I haven't seen any signs of any breathing or anything. Okay, as soon as I jump up, you jump in, ready? Ready? Go. We got evidence everywhere, so we need to watch out for that, guys. "Do we have any clue what you got?" "We've got a pole here. We've got a knife here. Blood's all throughout the house, so we haven't even looked. We were just looking for her." By the time Medics arrived, Esther had regained a faint pulse, but it quickly became clear her chances of survival were slim. The pole and knife beside her had caused devastating injuries to her head and torso. Still, she was rushed to the hospital while Nick was secured and prepared for transport. Officers still had no idea what could have driven Nick to attack his mother so violently, but it wouldn't take long for them to start uncovering disturbing details. With the scene secured, officers turned to Nick's grandmother, the woman who initially called 911, hoping her account would help them piece together what had happened. "Who are you, guys? Sorry. She came. She was banging on my door. They called 911 and he took the phone from her. She was trying to talk to us. "Who's inside? That's her daughter. That's her grandson." "My grandson, I think you've already seen her because he's here very much." "This is a great description of what happened." They started arguing because they were accusing him of being on drugs. This is grandson, mom, grandma. They led to an argument, I guess, and he, from what grandma says, he was punching her, choking her, and they were fighting in the tent. After bleeding a lot, she tried calling 911, he took the phone from her, and then she ran over here. At the battle I can get because I really can't understand her." From their initial interview with Nick's grandmother, officers had a rough idea of what went down, though many details were still missing. So police turned to the neighbors present at the scene, hoping for an answer, and that's when one of them would deliver a chilling breakthrough. Mom did not live here, right? She came all the way over here because one of his friends called her saying that she thinks he's on something. And then so when they, when she came here, came here. That's when the argument that started in the bedroom, she also mentioned that he was at Lowe's today drinking beer. Okay. So he was apparently out at Lowe's drinking, and I wonder if that's that call. From earlier? From earlier. Yeah. From earlier. The officers realized something interesting. Earlier that night, police were called to Lowe's grocery, where Nick had been drinking at the local bar. Witnesses said he grew disruptive and confrontational, and when staff refused to serve him another beer, he became aggressive. When his grandmother came to get him, Nick turned his anger on her as well. Outside the bar, he would rip off his shirt and try to fight employees until his grandmother pulled him back, and just as police arrived, they hurried into the car and drove away. With the bar's employees' statements and the evidence collected at the scene, the picture became clearer, pointing to a drug-induced violent outburst. Meanwhile, as Nick was transported to the police station, he showed no concern over whether his mother lived or died, and acted as if he didn't even deserve to be under arrest. Nick, I'm making this in the faxie of your car, dude. That's correct. Like, bro, like, what the fuck am I being in this case for, bro? I was in the shower, and y'all fucking crap out of this shower, and like, like, for what? You're being detained for the investigation, bro. For what? Whatever happened at the house. I don't know. I don't even know what the fuck I'm talking about right now. Yeah, we'll figure it out. Okay, sir. I'll be cool with you. Yeah, be cool with you, bro. Like, can I have some drugs? If I can find some, yeah? Like, you pull me out of the shower, don't you know what I mean? You want me to put your towel up? Yeah, pull the towel up. Like, that's fine, yeah. If you don't want it, you don't want it clear? No, you don't. Well, what I'm saying is, like, can I have some drawers, bro? Before I go into jail, dog? Yeah, you're not going to jail. You're just being detained here. Okay. Yeah, yeah, I'll hold that side and that side. Okay, let's look at this way. Okay, before I get strapped up, I can't see a pistol, bro. No, I think I'm going to piss myself right now. I have to get something else to put around you. And then yes, bro, I'm about to piss right here and all over this. I'll let you know. But I have to get a ventilator for you first, okay, so first let's do this, okay? And then I'll get that take it off and you can try the mobile. Thank you. Do your best, put your knee back up there please. During the entire transport to the police department, Nick wouldn't show any concerns or remorse for what he did and once handcuffed at the department he would slowly start getting agitated and aggressive. In front of your whole floor, I don't want to make a mess, but I don't want to let you please put the back up and I don't want to make a mess. Like, let it go, let it go. Okay, I'm about to make a mess. Yeah, at least put it down. I'm going with you, I'm not going to make a mess on the floor, you know what I mean, bro? I appreciate it. Like, can you at least just put it on? Okay, hold on. Like, put me in general population, okay? Like, like, like, just put me in jail, God. Like, like, why am I in this fucking position? I'll bend over and shit. And with three handcuffs all over me, I'll bend over and shit. Fuck. Like, what the fuck? I'm still in the American system. Like, what the fuck? Why am I in this fucking position? Fuck my back and shit off. After Nick's rants about being handcuffed in an uncomfortable position, he eventually calmed down and began chanting with one of the officers. That's when, for a short moment, he broke down while talking about his past, hinting at underlying motives suggesting the attack wasn't random, but driven by trauma and revenge. Did you go to school, dude? Yeah, I graduated from a high school, but I spent most of my time in high school in the living or not in Christian school. And, uh, they could see Christianity coming up here, didn't they? I have, yeah, let's go. Yeah, I broke about a month at a time there. My father died whenever I was, um, in these after my little birthday. I'm sorry to hear that, but can I do what I thought I could go through? Yeah, I'm on bike to Rico Island. And here she is. Do you need me while I'm out of here? I'm sorry, but I hope. And, uh, she buried my, it's got a father. The rest of the father worked two nights. It's got to make you decide to go through, man. Next brief breakdown made it seem like he was finally realizing what he had done and hinted at past trauma that could be used in his defense. But any hint of remorse or distress would quickly prove to only be temporary. Soon after, he was taken to the same hospital where his mother was fighting for her life to have his blood tested for alcohol and psychoactive substances. From there, his mood shifted. Nick grew oddly excited and cheerful as if nothing had happened. All just hours after brutally assaulting his own mother. Give me a second hold on. No, I understand those things are not fun to walk in. Now, let me get a wheelchair. I mean, like, that would be cool. You want to go get a wheelchair real quick? Hold on. That would totally be tight as fuck, dude. Like, I ain't got a complaint. Okay. Well, we'll get one and we'll make it easier for our ankles and everything. Yeah. Plus my feet are close to fuck. I wish they gave me some chocolate for some. Oh, thank for Lord. Nick's behavior at the hospital made it clear he felt no remorse. His mood was detached, even cheerful, despite heavily injuring his mother a few hours earlier. But just down the hall, his mother's condition was rapidly declining, despite doctors' best efforts. Esther's injuries were too severe and she died in the same hospital where her son was being taken for a drug test. Nick was then taken to the police department and formally charged where the reality of his future quickly sat in, wiping the smile from his face in an instant. You want to fix it? We're going to sit down. And with that, Nick was taken to jail. Later interrogations with his grandmother revealed that when Esther came home to check on her son, a violent confrontation broke out. Nick punched her repeatedly, knocking her down and continued the assault. Even as his grandmother tried to intervene and called man 1-1. He snatched the phone to stop the call, then resumed the attack until his mother was dead. Although the exact motive is still unclear, investigators believe drugs played a major role in fueling Nick's rage. Mind with the troubled past he had already spoken about, it culminated in a violent outburst that ended with the brutal beating and stabbing of his mother. On July 19, 2024, Nicholas Hubbard was charged with murder in the first degree, tampering with evidence, and interference with communications, and was convicted for 30 years in prison.