Take Back the Night (2021) - full transcript

All official answers
must be limited to yes or no.

Okay, got it.

If a question is unclear,

it's your responsibility

to ask examiner
to clarify that question.

Sure. Great.

Lets do it.

The test has begun.

Regarding the incident
of July 8th of this year,

do you intend to answer
all the questions truthfully?

Yes.



Is this interview taking place

at the Los Angeles Police
central substation

on East 6th Avenue?

Yes.

Is your first name Jane?

Yes.

Are you aware of
that intentionally fabricating

an assault to any
official police personnel

may result in criminal charges

that carry up to
a five year prison sentence?

Yes.

Have you ever
intentionally withheld

information regarding
the alleged attack

on the night of July 8th?



No.

Have you ever been
convicted of a crime?

Yes.

Are any of the injuries
attributed to this assault,

self-inflicted?

What? No.

I mean, no.

Do you make
your living as a visual artist?

Yes.

Yes.

The train for Pershing Square
is arriving.

Please stand back
from the platform.

When you misled
the detective

regarding the details
of your alleged attack,

was your intention
to gain publicity?

What the fuck?

Why do you
keep saying, "alleged"?

Again the test subject
to remember to limit

her answers to yes or no.

What about my
responsibility to clarify

this bullshit question?

Lets just start
at the beginning.

Were you at
your art gallery opening

on the night of July 8th?

Yes.

Hey, everyone.

I'd like you guys
to raise a glass to Jane.

Congratulations on
her first art show,

and I'm so sorry
to all of you who missed out

because every painting
has already sold.

So can we just...

Can we just
cut this stuffy shit out

and really fucking party?

Ah, I'm going to need you
to take that whole thing.

Uh, no. I'm trying not
to get too fucked up

before my sister gets here.

She's finally coming
to one of these things.

How come
I've never met your sister?

Um, I don't know.

I mean, she doesn't
get out a whole lot.

You know what?

Oh, yes. That's my girl.

- She's back!
- Give me another one. Give me another one.

Deejay, turn that shit up!

- What is it?
- Does it matter?

Oh, shi...

I'm sorry, I am...

Oh, it's...

it's bathtub gin.

Get it?

Yeah.

Bathtub...

Do you want some?

Excuse me.

Hello?

God. What's a girl got to do
to get a drink around here,

- am I right?
- Yeah. Tell me about it.

Um, yeah, you're here?

Yeah, red door.

The red really industrial door.

Yeah, we're coming down.

Yeah, we'll be there
in a second.

I'm just waiting for my husband
to get out of the bathroom.

Can I make that two?

Thank you.

Here you go.

Hey, hey. Um, is that
JaneDoeDoes on Instagram?

- Yeah.
- Oh my God!

JaneDoeDoes,
it's me Alitosh63.

You did all these paintings,
right?

- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Yeah, you did.

The owner likes my stuff so...

Wow. Fuckin' great.

Yeah. Hell yeah.
Look, cheers to you, babe.

- Oh shit. Okay.
- Yeah. Woo!

Cheers. Cheers.

- You good?
- Yep.

- You good?
- Yeah.

Oh, hell no.
I'm sorry. You need to leave.

You need to get out.
You need to get the fuck out.

- Right now.
- Okay, okay.

I got it. I got it.

I'm sorry.
You need to go.

Yeah, uh-huh.
Fuck you, bitch!

Where did you learn
how to paint?

Your stuff is so nice.

Oh, thanks.

- You know my mom...
- Oh, careful.

I can't believe this is
happening tonight,

because I thought we were
going to meet at some point

and then it was tonight.

Really?

Oh my God.
You're a...

You're a lot heavier
than you look.

- Yeah.
- Yep.

You're the perfect height
to be my best friend.

Were'd you learn how to...

So now we go down.

Now we go down.

- How you feeling?
- Good.

Good?

Yeah.

Okay. okay, okay.

Alright.
Okay, look, we're there.

We're... Hey.

Hey. Hey.
We're there. C'mon.

Go, go, go, go, go.

Alright. Hey.

Great to meet you.

- You're gonna come with me?
- Oh, I can't.

I gotta go the...
other way.

- But you...
- You're not coming?

Okay. Feel better.

Your feet...
Are your feet?

Okay.

Jesus Christ.

No, no, no, no, no.

Shit.

Hello?

Hey, man.

Hey, man.

Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, wait a minute.

Hey, man.

Dude.

What the fuck.
Don't lock me in.

- Let me out.
- Who are you?

Jesus.
Dude, unlock the fucking gate.

What's in it for me?

- Okay. That's...
- Come on. Come on.

- That's fine.
- Alright. Have a good night.

- Yeah.
- I hope you find your boyfriend.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Fucking dick.

The primary advantage
of taking interviews

is that it provides a reliable
method of documentation.

And can help reduce
the number of...

So is it alright
if I record our interview?

Jane?

Jane?

Huh?

Is it all right
if I record our interview?

Yeah.

Yeah.

All right.

Did you recognize
your attacker?

Was it somebody
that you knew,

or maybe you had met
or even just seen at the party?

No, no, no.

I mean,
I didn't really get a good look,

but it was like a...

It was um,

I don't...

It's okay.
Just take your time.

Just try to remember.

There was this smell
and flies...

I don't really remember.

It's really common

in instances like this,

for things to be
a little bit fuzzy at first,

and that's okay.

Our bodies have a way
of storing memories

in different parts of our brain
after experiencing trauma,

so things might, you know,

feel a little out of order
or come back to you slowly.

- Okay.
- All you have to do

is just try your best to
remember anything that you can.

And I promise you,

I'll do my best
to catch this guy.

Um...

He pushed down

and I tried to push it off,

and then...

I got stuck in
something sticky and hot.

And then...

And then, um...

something was burning my wrist,

um, some...
I couldn't move my legs,

my whole body
went paralyzed.

And then I... I screamed.

I think I screamed.

I tried to but the sound
wouldn't come out.

You know, like when
you're stuck in a dream.

You're doing really well,
Jane.

Do you need a minute
or you're ready to keep going?

Just keep going.

Can you try to describe

the attacker
a little bit more to me?

Uh, it was like shredding it,

like, tearing at my dress
and I was just laying there.

Why was I just laying there?

It was...

It was definitely
going to kill me.

I remember thinking,
this is it, this is how I die.

Then there was this light.

It was like a bright light

that scared it,

that scared it away.

Why do you keep
using the word "it"

to describe the attacker.

Um...

It's okay.

Don't say another word
until we get you a lawyer.

I'm sorry, ma'am,
this is a closed interview.

- Absolutely not.
- It's okay, this is my sister.

I'm her sister and you're
not legally authorized

to continue questioning her
once the presence of a lawyer

- has been requested.
- There's no need for a lawyer

because she's not
being questioned.

Your sister
was the victim of an assault.

I'm okay.

I'm... I'm going to keep talking
to the detective, okay?

- It's okay.
- Okay.

I'll keep you updated

on any developments
in the investigation.

But if there's anything
that you can think of

or if Jane remembers anything,

please don't hesitate
to contact me.

Thank you.

Oh, uh, one more thing,

has Jane been in
some sort of trouble?

You seemed very concerned
with getting her a lawyer

when you came in.

She's just been through a lot.

Oh shit.
You scared me.

Sorry, sorry.

I'm going to go
jump in the shower.

Do you want me to drop you
off on my way to work?

You're sweet.

I'll take you up on that,
Officer.

Detective.

Hey, what are you doing?

- What are you doing?
- I'm sorry. Um...

You can't go snooping
through my stuff.

Look, I need to bring my work
home with me sometimes,

and if it's too
tempting for you,

then maybe
you shouldn't stay here.

No, no.

It's just I know
you were on call last night.

You came home,
all worked up, and it's scary.

- That poor girl...
- This is the first time the department's given me

the lead on
a big case like this,

and I just...

I really need to blow them
out of the water, you know.

I don't want you to worry, okay.

It's going to be okay.

So have a little bit
of faith in me, alright.

So I think it's too late
to cancel this open house.

I would, but I already feel like
I might be losing some clients.

I'll come straight
back after work,

but for now, we'll get you
set up in your own space

and you can get some rest,
okay.

Because I think right now sleep
is the best thing for you.

Yeah.

Are you sure
you don't want me to stay?

No, no, I'm fine.

Okay.

You're going to need some food.

I forgot
you don't have a fridge.

Okay.

So...

the doctors said
to take these

if you're having
trouble sleeping.

You wanna move to the bed?

No.
Sis, seriously.

I'm fine.

Jane, I'm so sorry
that this has happened to you.

I am fine, really.

No, you're not fine.

And that's okay.

Okay, listen.

I really appreciate you

coming to the hospital.

I really do.

You were...
You were amazing.

But I don't really
want to dwell on this.

You know?

I mean, it could have been
a lot worse,

so I say we just go
back to our lives, seriously.

Jane.

I'm here for you, okay?

Whatever you need.

Yeah, thanks.

Well, okay.
Um, I'm going to go to work.

I'll pick you up some
groceries when I get back.

Oh, can we do
Chinese instead?

I kinda feel like I'm gonna want

some General Tso's
chicken later?

- Hmm?
- Sure. Whatever.

Whatever you want.

- Awesome.
- Yeah.

Just try to get some sleep,
okay?

Yeah. No,
it shouldn't be a problem.

Hey, it's Jane.

I don't check these,
but do your thing.

Well, I hope you
check your email

because I sent you
a bunch of therapists,

that I think
you would really like

and I know you said
you wanted to move on,

but I just think
it won't be like last time.

So...

Oh, I have to go.
I'll call you. Bye.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- How was it?
- It was good.

- Yeah?
- It was good. Yeah.

Okay, well, let me give you,
let me give you one of these

and just give me a call.

- That's my information right there.
- Thanks.

And um, you know, if you
want to come see it again,

I'm happy to show you again
and we can talk more details.

Yeah, I got it.
No problem. Thank you.

Yeah, thank you.
Have a good one.

You didn't have any
questions or...

- No, I'm good. Thanks.
- Okay.

Alright.
Well, drive safe.

Enjoy the sunny weather.

Patrols take an 11-10
at 424 San Pedro.

Bloody footprints
on an old breezeway.

Possible connection
to your 261 from last night.

Headed there now.

Hey. Uh, how fast can you get
ECT van down here

to the Toy District?

I'm pretty sure I'm looking at
a secondary crime scene.

Jane?

Jane?

I'm making this video

because the monster
that did this to me

is still out there.

Um, I reported to the police.

They took photos of my injuries.

I went through the whole
process, the whole thing.

And that should
make me feel better.

It should make me
feel empowered.

But it doesn't.

We have to take some
responsibility

for our community.

Things like this
keep happening

because we aren't
willing to see them,

because we aren't
willing to talk about them,

and we leave them in the dark,
and let them feed

on her fear,
and our shame.

So...

So I'm not ashamed.

I'm not going to let some thief

who would take my
sense of safety,

my autonomy,

I'm just,
I'm not going to let it win.

So DM me,

leave me a message
in the comments.

If you have any information
email me at JaneDoeDoes@...

Jesus! Jane.

Hey. Jane. Jane.

Jesus Christ, it's just me!

That's not what I'm saying,
I'm just...

I'm saying that you
definitely shouldn't be

publishing your personal
email address on the internet.

Well, how else
are they going to contact me?

Why would you
want them to contact you?

Did you see the video?

Yes.

Did you call that therapist yet?

Oh my God.

You need to focus
on your own recovery.

- That is what I'm doing.
- Is it?

Yeah.

I'm sorry, I'm just having
a very difficult time

wrapping my brain around
the video or whatever.

Shocker.

Why would you want people
to know what happened to you?

Because I don't want
anyone else to get hurt.

Okay.

I understand that,

but what you're doing,
it's reckless.

You're opening yourself up
to more dangerous situations,

you have to take
responsibility

because if you're going
to live a certain way...

What?

No, no, please go on.

If I'm going to live
a certain way...

You know what I mean?

No.

No, I don't.

You drink, you party.

Oh, here we go.

We've worked so hard
to get this far,

you need to have
some common sense.

- You walk home alone at night.
- Oh my God.

Are you saying
that I deserve this?

No. No, I'm not saying that.

What happened to you
was a terrible, terrible thing.

Just because I don't
have a blood diamond

on my finger.

A normal nine to five

and a boring 3-2
in fucking Englewood,

- does not mean that I deserve that.
- I'm so sorry,

that I worked hard
and saved up money,

- and bought a house.
- Just because I'm not like you

doesn't mean
that I deserve this.

- I'm not the one on trial here.
- You think you're better?

You're not better.

We come from the same
shit slog of a childhood.

So I drank.

I party.

Sorry, I can't dress up
my fucked up in J. Crew

and play house
like a good little girl.

But you know what?

Everyone knows.

You're not fooling anyone.

If you don't like
the therapist I recommended,

I can send you a list
of really great ones.

All in the neighborhood.

I don't want
a fucking therapist?

I want to move on.

How is this moving on?

You're broadcasting
to strangers on the internet

and drawing an incredible
amount of attention to yourself.

- You're so unfair.
- You're basking in it.

That's the exact opposite
of moving on,

even pulling this shit
since we were kids.

I am helping people.

These people
don't deserve your help.

Oh my God.

Have you read their comments?

They're saying
terrible things about you.

Who gives a shit?

You're looking into your past.

There's stuff about
Mom on there.

What about Mom?

Hello.

Yeah, this is Jane.

Yeah. No, that's,
that sounds great.

I, um...

No, I would be honored.

Oh, I... I don't know
how brave it is.

I'm just doing
what I think is right.

Yeah. Great.

Yep, I'll be there.
Okay.

Well those YouTube haters
can fuck off

because I'm going to
get to say my piece.

What?

Tomorrow night
on Goodnight L.A.

Guess who
is the guest of honor?

This guy.

Primetime interview.

You're call has been forwarded

to an automatic
voice message system.

Please record your message.

Hey, babe.

Some paperwork
just came through

that I need to review,

so you should go ahead
and eat without me.

I'm gonna work through dinner.

Miss you.

Hello.

This is Jane.

Am I in trouble?

What's up?

Nothing. It's just
out of all the times

I've ever called somebody
down to the precinct.

I've never had
an innocent person

ask if they were in trouble.

You told me...

Jane, you told me that you were
attacked around 1:00 a.m.

Why didn't you just tell me in
your own words, what happened?

Can you stop that?

Okay, Jane,

let's just take it
from the top, okay.

Can you go over the events
of your evening two nights ago?

Why are you
making me do this?

You have it all written down
right in front of you.

Because it's difficult
to get the department

to allocate funds
for a full investigation

on cases like this.

It's difficult to
get a conviction.

If you could just help me
clarify some things then...

Okay. Clarify what?

There's some inconsistencies
with your story.

- Like what?
- Like, for example, your whereabouts.

You told me that you were
heading home around 1:00 a.m.

from a warehouse party
at 4th and Central, right?

Mm-hmm.

So here it shows that you made

a couple of purchases
at 1:17 a.m. and 1:52 a.m.

at bars in Korea Town.

That's a lot closer to the
hospital where we met at,

which is over here.

And I'm just I'ml just
trying to connect the dots.

How did you get
from here to the hospital?

- What?
- How did you get to the hospital?

Because there's three others

within closer walking
distance over here.

So did you take a car

or did you have somebody
drop you off at the hospital?

I don't...

I just...
I can't really...

This is the results of
your toxicology screening

that says is that
you had cocaine, MDMA

and methamphetamine
in your system

in addition to the alcohol.

I did not do meth.

Well, it ended up
in your system somehow.

I took a pill.

And I just thought it was
regular ecstasy or whatever,

but it must have been
laced with something.

Yeah,
it must have been.

The point is you never mentioned
this to me in our interview,

I went back
and listened to all the tapes

and there was no mention
of the little pill.

So why would you
withhold that form me?

Why would I neglect
to tell an officer of the law

that I spent the evening
dabbling in illegal drugs.

Yeah. Illegal drugs that
can cause you to hallucinate

or see things that aren't there.

To exaggerate your story?

I mean, this could get
the entire case thrown out.

What?

No. That's bullshit.

I was attacked.

No, I was attacked.

I was at...
I was attacked.

Jane?

I need you to think
long and hard

about what you say here.

I want to help you,
but you have to tell the truth.

- Yeah. Yeah.
- Okay?

What about these abrasions?

How did you get these?

Did you fall

or maybe you got in
a little scuffle at the party?

They took swabs
and cultures.

You have DNA evidence.

We're not
going to be running that

unless we know
that there's an actual suspect

that we should be looking for.

What are you talking about?

Jane, the department
has a backlog of 13,000

physical evidence recovery kits.

Each one costs $800 to run.

That's 13 times...

It's over $10 million.

So unless you can convince me

that there is a perpetrator
that we should be looking for,

I'm not going to waste manpower

and tax dollars
to bump you up in the queue.

You know what?

Fuck you.

The prosecutor
is going to imply

that these wounds
are self-inflicted.

Fuck you.

You are supposed
to be protecting me.

I came here for help

and to try to stop this thing,

and you're treating me
like a fucking criminal.

Okay.

Just calm down, okay.
We're not done here.

Yes, we are.

Sit down.

Am I under arrest?

- No, but we...
- Then we're done.

So I went to the cops again,

and once again they are
doing jack shit for me.

- Just what.
- She's back.

Somebody take this
seriously for once.

Do your fricking job,

is that so much to ask for?

And can somebody
please explain to me why

It should matter
if I'm having to drink or...

Always matters, damn.

I'm nervous to even post
anything about this, actually,

because I'm sure
all the little trolls

will have heyday with it,
but...

Like, why are you checking
my credit card statements

when I'm the one
that was attacked?

What now?

Hang on a second, guys.
I'm having some car trouble.

That's just what I need.

Great.

Ladies and gentlemen
and my non-binary beauties,

May I present to you...

a flat tire.

Let's do this.

Okay.

All right, for those
of you still with me,

if there's anything I've learned
in the last couple of days,

it's that you have to be
self-sufficient

because even on
the worst day of your life,

no matter how much of a damsel
in distress you may actually be,

chances are no one's
coming to save you.

So for tonight's
lesson in autonomy,

changing a tire.

Step one,
loosen before you lift.

All right,
so we're trying to do this

when your car's up on a jack,

the wheel is just going
to spin around and round.

But if you do it
while it's on the ground...

Woo!

Look at that,
nice and loose.

You put this guy in here,

and then we just hoist
this bad boy up.

Alright.

So...

Alright.

Now we are going
to take the tire off.

Lesson number two in autonomy.

Keep the receipts.

That way, no one
can accuse you of lying.

Now this next part
is really important

so I just need you to all pay
really close attention.

Are you ready?

Oh shit. Oh Shit.

Oh God. Oh God.

Holy shit.
Did you see that?

What the fuck was that?

Oh my God.

None of you saw it.
What the fuck.

I told you I was attacked.

I fucking told you.

None of you saw.
What the fuck.

Charles, not the time.

Holy shit.

Are you guys seeing this?

Are you seeing this?

Who's lying now?

I told you,

I told you I was attacked.

Look at this thing.

Um...

I'm at the corner
of Fletcher and...

Oh my God.

"Dark, death shadow creatures

"have crept through the ages,

"the demons first
appeared in prehistory

"searing moon shaped scars
into their victims,

"stalking them for weeks,
for years,

feeding off their fear
before feeding on their flesh."

"By the Bronze Age
the victims begin to fight back

"against the demons.

"Through attacks and battle,
they learned,

"no stone or sword could
defeat the shadow creatures,

"except the bronze dagger

crafted by the hands
of the hunted."

"In the early light morning,

the survivors collected medals
to craft the only fatal weapon."

Hey.

Oh, sorry.
I know it's early.

Listen, I need a favor.

Jane, I can't find my keys
will you buzz me up?

Hey, have you seen
my cigarets?

Oh my God.

You can't wear that.

What, is it too revealing?
I felt like...

It's sick.

Why would you want
to weigh that?

I don't I don't,
I don't understand.

You went and bought

the exact same dress
to wear on television?

It's my favorite...

Black car service for Jane.

I'll get it.

Do you think
we'll ever be happy?

I don't know.

Okay, thanks.

What?

That cut is new

and you got a big bruise
on your eye.

What's going on?

Okay, I know I sound crazy,

but there's... there's
an actual monster after me.

I don't know. It's got like,
teeth and claws

and the hold deal like,
straight out of a fucking movie.

And at first I didn't really,
I didn't really remember.

But then I started
having flashbacks

and weird dreams.

And then last night,
I swear to God,

I'm driving home
from the police station

and I hit it
with my fucking car.

I got a good look at it and...

There's my girl.

We're going to get started
in about five minutes, okay?

Okay.

I know this is
going to be difficult.

So just stop me
if you get uncomfortable, okay?

Yeah.

Alright.

Please don't say the word
monster on national television.

Please.

Hello and welcome
to Goodnight, L.A.

Our guest tonight
is a brave young woman

who took her tragedy

and turned it into
a viral sensation.

Just two nights ago,
Jane, a talented local artist

and popular
social media influencer

suffered a brutal attack
after walking home from a party

in the Arts District.

Long day?

- Short marriage.
- Thanks for talking with us.

Now let's get right into it.

Some people
are trying to discredit

the alleged events
of that evening

based on your trouble
with the law in the past.

- How do you feel about that?
- That bitch?

Well, I. I was arrested once

for carrying
a dime bag of marijuana,

but I thought that was the
great thing about California.

I mean, we all know there's
nothing you can't cure

with some yoga, avocados
and a little bit of weed, right?

Very funny.

All jokes aside, though,

that can't feel very good

to have people
bringing up your past like that.

Look, I have admittedly been

a little bit of
a troublemaker in the past,

but that's completely
irrelevant to the fact

that I was hunted down
and violated.

It's, it's also completely
irrelevant to the fact

that the monster that did this
to me is still out there.

It feels like
a huge step backwards

for women to live in fear
of something as basic

as a walk home at night.

You know, honestly,
I am just terrified

that this is going to happen
to someone else.

Monsters are real.

We have to shed light
in all of the dark corners...

Los Angeles has been
your home for a long time.

Yeah.

You were raised by
a single mother

who was one of
the most prolific artists

to come out of
the city at the time.

Much like yourself.

Um...
She was very talented,

that's a kind of comparison.

But much of her art was fueled
by her psychotic episodes.

Is it true that she was
diagnosed with schizophrenia

and committed when
you were just 14 years old?

Um, she was very sick...

That must have
just been terrible.

What she did to you

must have had an immense effect
on the rest of your life.

I don't really, I don'...

Police records show that
your mother was committed

after she tried to drown you.

I understand that you
were committed yourself

at age 17,

when you spent some time
at Hyacinth House,

an inpatient facility
specializing in mental health

and psychiatric rehabilitation.

No, no,
I was um... that was for stress.

I, I had just lost my mother
and I took some pills, and...

You did what?

Is it possible you saw something
in common with your mother,

beyond a love for art?

No, I, I was young and...

Um...
Can we cut?

Jane.
Jane, just calm down, okay.

Just take a breath.
It's going to be fine.

I'm not crazy.
I didn't make this up, okay?

I'm not like Mom.

I just need you
to take a beat

before we talk to anyone else.

Just get you
to the right doctor the time.

Oh my God.

You don't believe me.

Jane.

What?

Oh, I'm actually
glad you called.

No, I was going to
say that the...

Yeah.
Yeah, I'm on my way.

All right,
let's just get this typed up

and have you sign
on the offer?

Uh, you can wait there, Jane.

I'll be right with you.

We just got a visit
from a woman

who signed a sworn affidavit
about your activities,

the night of the crime.

What, like a witness?

Character witness.
Yeah.

She claims that you
had extramarital affairs

with her husband
in a bathroom

moments before what would
have been the alleged attack.

Wait. What do you mean
by alleged attack?

The DNA evidence

from the crime scene
came back inconclusive.

I'm not making this up.

Your story has changed
too many times, Jane.

It changed
on national television,

alienating any possible juror.

No, D.A.
is going to touch this case.

I am not lying.

Why would you go on
Good Night. L.A.?

That bitch tricked me.

Okay, sit down.

Shit.

You want to know
what I think happened?

I think you had
a few too many drinks.

You took some drugs

and you woke up
in the hospital.

You were embarrassed.

The hospital staff
starts asking questions,

you just start answering.

The more you start talking,

the more you develop
your story, this villain.

The monster.

And the bigger the monster got,

the further away you got

from taking responsibility
for what actually happened.

I swear this is real.

I am not, I am not
making this up, okay?

I'm sorry I didn't tell you
about the drugs,

I guess I should have
told you about that guy,

but you have to believe me.

I just, I didn't think of it.

It's like another life,
it's another person.

There's this split in time,

there's old Jane
on one side

and new Jane
on the other side,

just cracked
right down the middle.

I don't recognize
myself anymore.

You have to believe me.

You have to believe.

It's too late, Jane.

No.

I'm sorry.

I need you
to write a statement.

Saying that you
were under extreme duress

and that you
fabricated the incident,

as originally reported.

The judge will only
give you probation

and maybe some mental
health counseling.

I mean, I'll take
a lie detector test.

I can't just give you
a lie detector test, Jane.

You're making this harder
than it has to be.

Just say that you were confused

that you're sorry
and we'll close the case.

I mean, you were there.

You saw what this thing
did to me.

Okay.

Okay, I'll give you
a lie detector test.

But if you fail,

I'm charging you
with false reporting,

obstruction of justice,

and I'll throw an assaulting
an officer for good measure.

Fine. Yeah, whatever.

Let's do it.
Let's take it.

Okay.

We're done here.

All official answers
must be limited to yes or no.

Regarding the incident
of July 8th of this year,

do you intend to answer
all the questions truthfully?

Yes.

Have you ever
intentionally withheld

information regarding
the alleged attack

on the night of July 8th?

No.

Is this interview taking place

at the Los Angeles Police
Central Substation

on East 6th Avenue?

Yes.

Do you make your living
as a visual artist?

Yes.

You know you're it for me,
right?

I don't have anyone else,
really.

I will go to the fucking ends
of the Earth for you, Jane,

even if you lie
about the whole thing.

I will lie with you.

I just need to know.

I'm not making this up.

Jane?

Come with me.

Is your first name, Jane?

Yes.

Are you aware
of that intentionally

fabricating an assault
to any official police personnel

may result in criminal charges

that carry up to
a five year prison sentence?

Yes.

Have you ever intentionally
withheld information

regarding the alleged attack
on the night of July 8th?

No.

The train for
Pershing Square is arriving...

Have you ever been
convicted of a crime?

Yes.

Train for Pershing Square
is arriving in one minute.

Were any of the injuries
attributed to this is assault

self-inflicted?

What?

No. I mean, no.

Yes.

When you misled
the detective regarding

the details
of your alleged attack,

was your intention
to gain publicity?

What the fuck?

Why do you keep saying,
"alleged"?

The train for
Pershing Square is arriving.

Please stand back
from the platform.

I believe you.

Is, uh, is Jane home?

She's...
Jane doesn't live here.

Does Jane have a scare?

Get off my property, please.

Does she have a scare?
A moon shaped scar?

There's ah,

there's these online communities

all across the country,
like, across the world,

and people are starting
to make connections

for the first time because of
technology or whatever, but...

All of these women
are running or dead.

The point is,
is that it will be back

and we'll be back
for your sister,

like it was you for
all these other people that.

Shit.

Okay. Thank you.

Call Jane.

- Uh, pick up, Jane.
- Hey, this is Jane.

- At the tone please record your message.
- Fuck this traffic.

Jane, um...

Uh, don't don't go home,
okay?

Um, go to a bar or...

Oh, shit.

I don't, I don't care where,
where the hell you go,

just, just don't go home, okay?

I'm really sorry,
I didn't believe you.

Jesus Christ!

Is that a gun in your hand,
are you happy to see me?

Get in here.
You're not supposed to be here.

What are you doing?

You can't do that,
I don't know if you noticed,

but I'm actually
supposed to enforce the law.

Oh, then arrest me, officer.

It's Detective.

Guess who got the
lead story on the 11 o'clock?

Wow.

Aren't you going
to congratulate me?

A local L.A. artist
and social media...

Congratulations.

Well, I couldn't have done it
without you.

...She stands to
alienate almost a million fans,

her family and the police force
in the lie that she created.

A lie the shape of a monster.

While the authorities
don't know what motivated Jane

to tell these lies,

what I do know
is the case has been closed

and Jane will face a court date

where a judge will decide
the extent of her punishment.

The charges include
false reporting

and obstruction of justice.

Jane to face hefty fines

and pending
a psychiatric evaluation,

she will also receive
court ordered psychotherapy.

This seems to be the classic
case of the apple

not falling too far
from the tree.

There inability to distinguish
reality from fantasy

may stem from her
immense trauma she suffered

from the hands of her mother.

A mother,
plagued with mental illness.

Some assume the case
an elaborate publicity stunt,

others maintain it to be
a sad and public display

of the onset
of a genetic mental illness.

Okay. Stop, stop, stop.

What we desperately need

is now the least
law enforcement can do...

I can't do this.

I need you
to get out of the car.

...outpouring for this woman
and a deep concern...

You can catch a bus right
up there in like, five minutes.

The bus?

Protect and serve, my ass!

Fuck you.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

It's not real,
it's not real.

It's not real. It's not real.

No!

No!

No! No, no, no, no...

No, no. No!

No.

No, no...

No!

Hey!

No means, no, motherfucker.

Okay, Jane.

It's going to be okay.
Help is on the way.

I can't feel my legs.

You're going to be okay.

I can't feel my legs.
I think it paralyzed me.

Just try to stay still, okay?

The medics are on their way.

You did it.

They're all going to see now.

The knife.

- The knife, I need...
- Don't move.

I dropped the knife.

What?

Only that can kill it.

You have to kill it
with the knife.

What?
What knife?

Jane!

Jane. Oh my God. Jane.

Oh my God.
Are you okay?

I'm so sorry,
I'm so sorry.

Did you see that?

- Did you see it?
- Jane.

You saw it, right?

- Jane...
- We have to kill this thing. We have to kill it.

- It's never going to stop.
- Okay, okay. But...

We have to kill him.

But there is
a dead cop down there

and you are standing
off the ledge

that she just fell off.

No. No, I didn't do this.

- She was trying to save me.
- I know. I know. I know.

I believe you.

I believe you.
I really believe you, okay,

but the entire LAPD
is about to make its way

onto this roof, alright?

We have to go.
We have to go.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Here.

I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.

- Come on.
- Okay.

Okay. I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

Um, I know that the
media is saying some

pretty crazy shit
about me right now,

but I did not push that woman.

She was trying to save me.

And until we got everything
sorted out with the cops,

I have to go silent for a while,

but keep messaging me.

Keep reaching out
to each other.

Keep sharing your stories.

Keep posting.

Keep using the hashtag.

Let me know
where you are fighting

and I will come fight with you.

A manhunt underway
across the south this evening,

according to police sources,
the well-liked female detective

fell to her death,

or should I say,
was pushed to her death

from a fourth floor rooftop
in downtown Los Angeles

earlier this morning.

The manhunt has expanded from
Los Angeles to city and county

to state wide and further.

Now we go live to a news
conference in progress.

The last vehicle
that they stole

did have two hand guns in it.

And we know that they probably
know they're in there.

And certainly that raises
the level of alert

for any officer
that may encounter them,

and any civilian
that may approach him either.

I think we should
remember one thing here.

There's a difference
between leads

of what we've been getting
thousands of leads,

- and a credible sighting.
- And a credible sighting Right.

Now, we've had credible...

I just think that you're
being a little nonchalant

about this whole
on the run thing.

I have a wig.

Can you chill?

You are seriously demented
if you think that

that wig helps you blend in?

But this whole thing
is pretty demented.

We can only do
what we can do, sis.

We are fucked
six ways to Sunday.

At least
we're fucked together.

Oh, I would not agree to that.

You're so gross.

- You know what I meant.
- You're disgusting.

That's disgusting.

Take it.
Twinkie twins.

I just brushed my teeth.

We should probably um,
get a move on pretty soon.

We're starting to
wear out our welcome.

We can head out
first thing in the morning.

So...

where two next?

Does it matter?

Mexico.

Do you know
I've never been to Mexico.

Do you really think
that thing is still...?

How long do we have to hide?

Does it matter?

Scooch.

I can't believe
I'm eating this.

Yes, you can
Adjust the light?

Yeah.

I think they're good for you,
if you only eat one.

I think they use
real cane sugar in these.

Yeah, right?