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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.
Is your Instagram handle @JaneDoeDoes?
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. - 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
known as @JaneDoeDoes,
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.
Is your Instagram handle @JaneDoeDoes?
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. We have to go.
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?
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