Take Back the Night (2021) Movie Script

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.

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, 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?

Huh?

Is it all right

if I record our interview?

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.

- 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?

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!

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 really believe you, okay,

but the entire LAPD

is about to make its way

onto this roof, alright?

We have to go.

I'm so sorry.

Here.

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?

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