Check. Check. Is it good?
Okay. Thanks.
I don't want to knock the light.
-This here good? -That's great.
Alright.
Uh, when my son Henry was born,
he had a, uh, heart condition --
uh, Tetralogy of Fallot.
Um, it's actually a combination of four heart defects
that are, uh, fatal, uh, without surgery.
Multiple surgeries.
And...to watch your child go through that,
it was...a tough time.
But one thing that always cheered my family up
was the show "Paul's Place."
Mmm! Tastes good!
The star of the show, the boy who played Paul,
was Corey Harris.
He was so funny.
Henry would do the milkshake thing,
you know, pretending to be Corey.
"Mmm! Tastes so good!"
And he would make such a mess, but...
how could you be mad?
I always said to myself if I ever met him,
I would thank him.
You know, just shake his hand.
That was before I found out what he'd become.
I am the Prophet Jedediah.
And tomorrow, the 3rd of June,
is the day that we, the Worthy, shall ascend.
The time for questions is done.
...get the hell out of my class right now!
...drugs, alcohol...
I'm scared! I don't want to die!
I just couldn't believe what happened
to that sweet kid that my son looked up to, you know?
I couldn't believe that I was there for all of it.
Sorry. I'm just a little nervous.
That's -- I'm assuming that's normal, yeah?
-Oh, totally. -But there's no pressure.
We're just talking. Okay.
Uh, where -- where should I start?
Tell me about June 3rd.
Yeah. It started off like any other day.
A few mundane calls.
And then the world went crazy.
Los Angeles was thrown into chaos today
when the Emergency Alert System inadvertently sent out
a text message stating
a nuclear missile was headed for the city.
It felt like the end of the world.
We helped as many people as we could
and then headed for shelter.
That's when we saw them, standing on the ledge,
20 stories up, waiting for their...
How do I put it?
Their ride, uh, from the aliens.
Turned out there was this dude named the Prophet Jedediah
who told them that on June 3rd,
E.T. was coming to embrace his followers
during their...ascension.
All hail Children of the Stars.
And for the first time in history, a cult leader
actually guessed the right date for the apocalypse.
Turns out this prophet had been predicting for years
that June 3, 2019, would be the date for their ascension.
And it was just dumb luck
that the missile alert happened that day.
I mean, these people were so brainwashed
that they were gonna jump to their death.
Thank God that Officer Lopez was there.
I mean, she saved all of their lives.
You got to understand, we had no idea
who this Prophet Jedediah was.
And in the crazy days that followed,
he kind of fell through the cracks.
Not that it would've made any difference if...
Well, at least I don't think it would've.
7-Adam-15, possible 207,
9901 Violet Drive.
RP is on scene.
...my daughter out here!
Oh, good. The cops.
Debbie!
Look, my daughter is inside this house.
He's keeping her.
He won't let her leave.
He's brainwashing her.
Good morning, Officers. I'm so sorry
you had to be bothered with this.
I know you. You're Corey Harris.
You're from that, uh...
"Paul's Place."
Yeah. That was a lifetime ago,
but it's always nice to meet a fan.
You want an autograph?
It threw me.
Uh, the thing about celebrities is I think
they get locked in time in your head, you know?
Whatever that show is you loved them from,
that's the way you always expect them to be.
Corey Harris had done some other shows
since "Paul's Place" but nothing that stuck.
You know, people called him a child star,
as if that was some kind of failing.
But even so, I, um --
I was definitely a little starstruck.
I mean, it didn't really matter to me that he was famous.
I mean, this is L.A.
Every other house is owned by a superstar or a model
or...cult leader.
Will you arrest him?
He's keeping my daughter against her will.
He -- He's a cult leader!
It's not a cult.
It's a religious movement -- awaiting tax-exempt status.
Aurora is over 18 and here of her own volition.
Her name is Debbie.
Aurora has shed her birth name,
like a moth becoming a butterfly.
Caterpillar.
Moths don't become butterflies.
Uh, can we speak to Debbie, please?
Of course.
Aurora!
Yes, Prophet?
Can you tell these nice officers
that you're here of your own free will?
I'm here of my own free will.
Oh, that was convincing.
Debbie, please. This is crazy.
You got to come home.
I am home.
-You got to stop her. -Why don't you wait inside while we talk to Debbie?
I can't, sir. She's an adult.
Only if that's what Aurora wants.
I have nothing else to say.
I'm happy here, with my real family.
But, D-Debbie --
Debbie, your mother's cancer -- It's back!
She's dying!
She's only got a couple weeks to live!
She needs you.
Aurora?
It was like a switch flipped.
Aurora w-- Um, not Aurora.
Uh, Debbie went back inside,
and she packed all of her stuff
and then she left with her dad.
I guess she just needed a cold, hard dose
of reality to bring her back.
You said earlier you wanted to thank Corey
for helping you and your son, shake his hand.
-Did you? -No. No.
It felt, um, super inappropriate at the time.
So we just headed out,
and I thought that was the end of it.
You the one who called?
Yes. I garden for Mr. Harris.
I found blood by the door.
Did you go in the home?
-No. -Okay. Go wait over by your truck.
We'll check it out and come back and get your statement.
Thank you.
Police!
Mr. Harris, are you home?
Control, 7-Adam-19, we've got blood
at 9901 Violet Drive.
We're gonna clear the house.
Notify supervisor, request additional units.
Blood.
Tim.
We have major blood loss at our location.
Send detectives and TID.
Is this gonna take long?
Because, uh, we got work to do.
Um...uh, what can you tell me
about the crime scene?
Well, I mean, that amount of blood,
if it came from one person, then that's fatal.
Without Corey's body, we had to treat it
as a missing-persons case while the lab ran the blood
against Corey's DNA.
But no one was home?
We didn't know that yet.
We hadn't cleared the house.
It -- Corey's disciples were at a drum circle downtown.
They did it once a week to recruit new followers.
Yeah. The house's security camera
captured them all leaving right before --
Oh, yeah. We have a video of them
downtown across from City Hall.
I'm sorry. I cut you off. I'm sorry.
I was just gonna say that the security system
was shut off right after they all left.
It took three hours to reboot.
So there's no video of the crime.
This is fun.
What is this about?
Look, I need to be at the hospital.
My wife doesn't have much time left.
We understand, sir.
Uh, you can take a seat, please.
We will try and make this quick.
Were you at the hospital yesterday?
All day and night.
Was your daughter there with you?
What do you think?
She hasn't seen her dying mother in years because of that man.
D-Do you understand the whiplash that Debbie's experienced
in the last two days alone?
Seeing her mother again has j-- opened her eyes
to everything that she has been missing in the world --
all the love, all the joy
that Corey has withheld from her all of this time.
Corey went missing yesterday.
There were signs of violence at his house.
Good.
He destroyed our family, destroyed Debbie's life.
It was just supposed to be an acting class.
You think the most important quality
of a great actor is talent?
Wrong!
It's the ability to be mercenary,
to do whatever it takes to get a part
and to use that role to get the next one.
Trust me. I'm living proof of what happens when you don't.
So when the acting jobs dried up,
Corey started an acting school.
And he basically just used it to air his grievances
about Hollywood...
After "Paul's Place," I just assumed
that the starring roles would keep coming, but they didn't.
...and to convince these kids that, you know,
he was the only one that could help them
navigate this evil world.
I'm not here to teach you methods.
I'm here to teach you that unless you're willing
to cross every line
and throw every inhibition you have out the window,
then you should get the hell out of my class right now!
But...if you stay,
I will help you.
I will nurture you.
I will give you a safe place to become a star.
And these twenty-somethings,
they fell for it,
and they paid thousands of dollars for these classes
that slowly just turned into pseudo-religious
character-building seminars.
He made them feel special.
You know, in a business that makes people
feel like garbage on a regular basis,
it wasn't long before Debbie and the others
started treating him like a...a guru.
You know, he literally told them how to act,
and in their eyes, he became infallible.
He could do no wrong.
He could commit acts of unspeakable evil
yet still be their savior from above.
I can't speak to Officer Nolan's comments,
but what we discovered at Corey's house that day
was pretty disturbing.
Tim.
Police!
Come out from under the bed.
Do it now.
Come out with your hands up.
Holy crap.
-What is it? -It's -- It's a --
A what?
A mummy.
In a suit.
What?
Is that...
It can't be.
It looks like, uh --
It was Charlie Chaplin.
Charlie Chaplin's mummy.
That was -- That was Corey's greatest treasure.
And where exactly did Corey obtain
this mummified body, Debbie?
He stole it.
We stole it.
From who?
From me. Yeah.
No. I bought Charlie at a secret auction
I found out about from Nic.
Cage.
I owe my entire career to Charlie.
He is my total inspiration.
I mean, that -- that tramp.
Oh, my God. I wouldn't be who I am today without him.
You know?
So when I found out I could own him --
Like, "Rainn, do you want to -- you want to own Charlie?"
It was like how could I say no?
You know what I mean?
So when I found out that I was robbed,
it's like I didn't care about my vintage cowboy hat collection.
You know what I mean?
I don't care about my solid gold retainer
or Catherine the Great's speculum,
my SAG awards, any of that stuff. No.
I care about...losing my best friend.
Charlie.
No. Of course it wasn't Chaplin's body.
So, apparently in the '70s,
there was someone who actually did steal his body,
and they held it for ransom,
but eventually it was returned.
However, there are conspiracy theories
that the real body was sold on the black market.
So the mummy that we found is just one of dozens
of fake Chaplins floating around.
Celebrities are nuts.
How did you feel when you learned
that Corey Harris was behind the theft?
Listen. I choose to live in a realm of total positivity.
I have nothing bad to say about anyone,
even a vain, talentless skid mark like Corey.
I've heard that he targeted celebrities
he felt had wronged him in some way.
Yeah. He -- He thought the role of Backstrom
should've gone to him.
Anyway, so he sicced his whole cult
of acting students on me.
And do you own any other celebrity mummies?
No comment.
Before they became a full-blown cult,
Corey turned his acting school into a burglary ring
that targeted celebrities.
I caught a bunch of calls back in 2018.
That was before I was on the job.
We arrested a few people, but no one would flip on Corey,
so he got away with it.
Yeah. Corey promised his students everything --
money, fame.
But all he did was insert himself
farther and farther into their lives.
He made them think he could control their destinies.
I don't know. Maybe it's because
he didn't have any control over his own.
What's that saying? Those who can't do teach?
You were literally my teacher.
What are you saying?
My love! When I thrust you with this knife,
why didn't you cry?
I've never seen a man die.
No, no, no, no!
Enough. Stop. Stop.
G-Get up right now.
What is this?
It's a-a knife. No.
This is a vehicle for the actor's soul.
It must convey all of your anger,
all of your emotion.
You just used this knife to take a man's life,
not chop onions in the back of a fast-food restaurant.
You know what I see when I look at you?
Hmm? I see an amateur,
a nobody going nowhere.
Charlotte. Charlotte, thank you.
Aurora.
What Charlotte means to say is anyone can simply memorize
or recite lines onstage.
But only a few dare to push themselves
where their minds won't allow them to go.
That's what makes a true actor.
I can help you get there.
What do you say?
Hey!
Turn that off!
What did I tell you about filming in my son's school?!
Corey was such a special boy.
Everyone's best friend.
Well, he didn't have too many friends,
come to think of it, but that's because
he was so dedicated to his craft.
He was a natural leading man, even as a boy,
and I knew he could succeed at whatever he chose in life.
And he and Charlotte together --
You couldn't ask for a better duo.
A better duo to brainwash people.
Corey always made Charlotte play the bad cop --
no pun intended.
So Corey could swoop in and be the savior.
Together they would brainwash a student
to the point where they would do anything to please him.
Yeah. And that's when he would induct them into his Bling Ring,
telling them that the only way to get
into the mind of a criminal was to become one.
He ruined people's lives.
Including someone you know.
What?
It's up here on the right.
Oh. Can I help you?
Sterling Freeman.
Is it true that you were once a student
of notorious acting teacher turned cult leader Corey Harris?
-What? No. -Okay. You can leave now, thank y--
In fact, your real name isn't Sterling Freeman, is it?
It's Skipper Young, and you participated
in a ring of celebrity burglaries in 2017
at the direction of Harris.
Okay. What the hell is he talking about?
Your name is Skipper?
How the bloody hell did you find me?
Whoa. Why are you talking all British?
So, I have a-a bit of a confession to make, Jackson.
I'm not really from Tampa.
Get out. Get out!
Well, you have to understand that when I first arrived
in L.A. six years ago, I was a nobody.
Just a weird kid from Melbourne.
I had never even been to the States before.
But all I knew was I wanted to be a star.
And tell us how you first met Corey.
I knew who he was, of course.
"Paul's Place" was big in Australia.
Corey was a real actor, and so I just thought, "Why not?"
And I went to one class... and he hooked me.
He believed nothing in this business is given to you.
Whatever you want in life, you have to take it.
He said the burglaries would help us
internalize that mind-set.
Corey wanted to help us learn to conquer our fears...
push our boundaries.
And do you still believe in Corey's teachings?
No. No. Not at all.
Alright?
Well, we fell out right before my arrest,
and that's when things were getting really weird.
You know, over time, you could tell he was getting delusional,
talking about spirits,
calling us -- his students -- "the Worthy,"
calling himself a prophet.
Well, it got to a point where...
I told myself one last run with the crew
and then I'd leave.
Then I got caught.
No, I was not aware that my boyf--
Sterling --
Skipper was a felon.
Or Australian.
Yes, yes, I'm aware that cops are not permitted
to fraternize with felons.
Y-- This is an actual active matter,
and I have no further comment at this time.
Officer West -- I said I have no further comment.
Thank you.
Officer West, come on back.
How could you not tell me?
Hey, I am still Sterling.
No, y-you're not Sterling!
You're Skipper Young or whoever the hell that is!
No.
After I was caught, I served four months' probation
and I changed my name.
I'm different now.
Please.
That part of my life, it's -- it's behind me.
Do you believe me?
I don't know.
Jackson.
Obviously, uh, we knew that Sterl--
uh, Skipper had nothing to do with it.
He was in Prague shooting a movie when it happened.
So we still had a mystery on our hands --
a missing cult leader and a bloody crime scene.
That was when we became aware of Corey's connection
to someone who was a lot more dangerous
than a bunch of wannabe actors.
The Southland Stalker was a serial killer
that terrorized L.A. County starting in the fall of 2010.
He had no type.
He would hit single people, couples,
uh, even had a rampage in a hotel once.
Murdered three people that night.
But the Stalker got sloppy,
and one of his victims escaped,
went to a neighbor's home,
and Dan Marcie was caught in the surrounding area.
There had always been rumors
that the Stalker didn't work alone,
that he had an accomplice.
But Marcie maintained in court
that he did it all by himself --
a performance that we later learned
he had a little help with.
I met Corey in 2017 at one of his acting classes.
I was looking for ways to up my game,
gain people's trust.
And why was that?
So it'd be easier to get my victims
to come with me willingly.
You see, for people like me --
psychopaths -- there's a short circuit
in the part of the brain that feels empathy.
At least that's what the prison shrink tells me.
Without that part, it makes it difficult to relate to people,
to convince them to trust you.
I got tired of bashing people over the head,
dragging them to the car, so I thought it'd be much easier
if I could just charm them in myself.
So I asked Corey to help me.
And did he teach you how to fake empathy?
Oh, yeah.
It opened up a whole new realm of possibilities for me...
victim-wise.
There's a rumor that Corey also helped you
prepare for your trial,
to better connect with the jury.
Yeah.
Yeah, that's true.
I had the jury eating out of the palm of my hand.
But they still convicted you of first-degree murder.
Yeah. Well, once they saw the photos of her head in my fridge,
it was kind of over for me.
Dan Marcie was convicted of murder
months before Corey went missing.
But even though he wasn't a suspect in the disappearance,
his association with Corey definitely made us
take a closer look at who else was taking those acting classes.
And in the end, it wasn't a student
that gave us a break in the case that we needed.
It was Corey's old co-star and fellow teacher,
Charlotte Luster.
Well, no one had heard from her
since the day Corey went missing,
and we were about to find out why.
Been parked here a week,
and there's a really bad smell coming from the trunk.
Would you mind stepping away from the vehicle?
It belongs to a suspect in a violent crime.
Corey Harris and Charlotte Luster.
You played childhood sweethearts for eight seasons
on "Paul's Place,"
and now I hear you've become partners in real life.
You know, Robin, when you grow up with someone on TV,
it just...
it bonds you. Mm.
Charlotte was always like family.
And when she and Corey started dating,
I couldn't have been happier.
I treated her like my own daughter.
And if I'm being frank,
she was the luckiest girl in the world
to be able to date my son.
Corey, it's no secret that you struggled after the show ended.
Drugs, alcohol, even an arrest
for indecent exposure at an Emmy party.
Oh, that was all a misunderstanding.
But what is true is that when "Paul's Place" was canceled,
I was a --I was a mess, adrift.
It was Charlotte who brought me back.
She saved me.
Breaking news -- Charlotte Luster,
the former child star known for the '90s sitcom "Paul's Place,"
has been missing since Sunday.
She is the prime suspect in the bloody disappearance
of Corey Harris.
Even though we found Charlotte's car at the airport,
we couldn't find any recent records
of her boarding a flight at LAX.
Uh, Detective Harper and I were dispatched
to Charlotte's apartment to begin a search,
try to find some indication of where she might've gone.
-And did you? -No.
But we did find something that shed some light.
What was that?
A screenplay.
For a movie.
It's L.A. It's not the first time
I've found a script at a crime scene.
I've only been on the job for a year,
and I've already found three.
Have either of you ever written one?
God, no.
It was for a class.
It was the title that caught everyone's eye --
"The Worthy." ...the Worthy...
...the Worthy......the Worthy.
Same as Corey's cult.
This script is...
...500 pages long.
So we assigned three of our rookie officers
the task of reading it.
What did you think of it?
Look, I'm no screenwriting expert,
but I thought it was, uh...dense.
Convoluted.
The worst thing I have ever read.
"Exterior, rooftop, day."
"Aurora, 19,
beautiful but doesn't know it,
speaks the prophecy aloud."
"Heed ye the Noon Star Harvesters,
for they shall descend from the heavens
so the Worthy can ascend."
"So sayeth the Prophet Jedediah."
"All hail Children of the Stars."
All hail Children of the Stars.
Yep.
He based his freakin' cult off a bad sci-fi script.
That Charlotte wrote with him.
I've been a film producer for like 25 years, okay?
This is the strangest thing I've ever seen.
Well, second strangest.
Anyway, it was like five years ago,
and I heard about this script making the rounds.
And listen. It's not uncommon for actors to, you know,
try their hand at writing when the roles dry up, right?
And P.S. -- everyone thinks they got the next "Rocky."
But a 500-page space opera written
by two former child stars raised a few eyebrows.
I took the meeting.
I mean, out of morbid curiosity more than anything, right?
It was...uncomfortable.
And Charlotte,
she seemed totally willing to receive feedback, you know?
Corey, he just flatly refused to make any cuts to the script.
I told them as politely as I could.
"It's a pass."
And then what happened?
Well, then I forgot about it for a long time.
And then things got weird.
Today, police rescued five people
from a Mid-Wilshire rooftop.
The group identified themselves as members of "the Worthy"
and were preparing to commit ritual suicide
based on the teachings of their leader,
known simply as the Prophet Jedediah.
You want to know why Corey wasn't on that rooftop
ready to jump with the rest of his followers?
Because he was filming it.
The day after the missile alert,
I get an e-mail from Corey.
The subject line -- "Proof of Concept."
I...I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
Five people almost died
because some washed-up narcissist
thought that the world he dreamed up
in his screenplay had become real.
Along with the video, Corey also sent Sheila
a revised version of his script.
Yeah. W-With Charlotte Luster's name removed.
He was trying to cut her out --
from the script, the cult, and the money.
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, right?
Cool.
Way to trivialize female anger.
Hey, I'm not trivializing.
All sorts of crimes are motivated
by jealous ex-partners.
And how many of those ex-partners are men?
Most.
I heard it was Officer Chen
who broke the case wide open.
I d-- I don't know
if I'd describe it quite that way.
How would you describe it, then?
Her addiction to social media finally paid off.
T-That is hurtful.
I...
Can you tell us what happened?
I was on my phone, doing...research
-when I got a notification. -Ah.
And -- You know what?
I-I still have the video on my phone.
Just let me...
Look at that.
That's -- Uh, that's -- Sorry.
That's not what -- No.
You are never gonna believe
the celeb sighting I just made
during my Malibu silent retreat.
That's Corey Harris.
He was alive.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can be used against you in a court of law.
You have the right to an attorney.
If you cannot afford one, one will be provided for you.
Do you understand?
Do you understand, sir?
Corey?
Uh, he took the "right to remain silent" part real seriously.
Very seriously.
How long did he stay quiet?
Five and a half hours.
Wow.
That was invigorating.
72 hours of silence.
You guys should try it.
Now, what'd you want to ask me?
What a putz.
So, Corey, while you were, uh, playing your little quiet game,
we were getting the forensics report
back from the lab.
Do you care to guess what it said?
That I'm innocent.
No. That the blood that we found at your house
and in Charlotte's car belong to the same person.
Who?
Charlotte.
Oh, my God!
That's horrible! My -- My poor girl.
Wow. You're right. He is a good actor.
I told you. Mm-hmm.
So what happened to Charlotte?
I have no idea.
I haven't seen her in weeks.
And I've been at the silent retreat since last Monday.
I-I'm sure they have a record.
Yeah. An employee recalls checking you in
at 10:00 a.m. Sunday morning.
Unfortunately, no one else remembers seeing you
until the welcome bonfire that evening.
That leaves an eight-hour window that is unaccounted for --
plenty of time for you to leave the retreat,
go back home, and kill Charlotte.
Do you have any proof of that?
Of course not, because I didn't do it.
I could never hurt another person.
What about your followers,
the ones you almost persuaded to jump off a roof for you?
For me?
They were doing it for themselves,
for their own enlightenment,
so they could ascend into a higher state of being.
I wouldn't expect someone as limited as you to understand.
Is that what you call the people
who can see through your little act?
Was -- Was Charlotte limited?
In some ways, yes.
Is that why you killed her?
I think I need a lawyer.
Because she saw the real you.
Because she had the power
to send your house of cards toppling.
Lawyer.
I can't talk about clients.
I told you that when you called yesterday.
-Even given what happened?
Yeah.
Corey built his whole empire
on a script he stole from Charlotte,
and she was gonna expose him.
That sounds like motive for murder to me.
Hey, speculate all you like.
There was never any evidence.
There was video.
Which did not show my client.
Now leave me alone.
Enter the "momager."
Mom and manager.
It's all a hybrid.
I thought that was clever.
Anyway, once we saw the footage
of her tampering with the evidence,
it was clear to us that Laurie Harris played
at least some small or, shall we say,
behind-the-scenes role in the crime.
I don't get it.
I'm not gonna make any more jokes.
So, Mrs. Harris, what happened to Charlotte?
Last I heard, she was flying to Cabo.
So...soakin' up the sun, sippin' on margaritas?
Charlotte is not in Cabo, Mrs. Harris.
Was it Cancun?
You drove her car to the airport,
and then you left it there to make it look like
she had left town.
Oh.
That?
She asked me to leave her car there.
Really? That's weird, because we found her blood
at your son's house
and then also in the trunk of her car.
And we also just found what remains of her body
dumped heartlessly
20 miles up Interstate 5.
T-- My God.
That's...awful!
Poor Charlotte.
Clearly, Corey did not get his acting talents
from his mother.
Seriously. That wasn't even believable.
But you have bigger problems than your lack of acting chops.
Charlotte's car had GPS tracking.
You should've disabled it before you dumped her body.
You can't prove I was anywhere but the airport.
Did you kill her, Mrs. Harris,
or were you just cleaning up
another one of your son's messes?
I have no idea what you're talking about.
I think Corey checked in at the retreat
and then he left to go meet Charlotte.
He killed her and called you to clean it up.
Then he went back to his silent meditation
while you dumped the body of a woman you'd known
since she was a child like so much trash.
Corey had nothing to do with it.
Are you sure?
Yeah.
I killed her all by myself.
Can you blame her for trying to protect her son?
Uh, yeah.
She killed somebody.
Sure. But if your son had done something
that would destroy his life,
wouldn't you try and protect him,
throw yourself on the grenade?
Your job as a parent is to protect your children
as much as you can.
But that also means teaching them right from wrong.
And there has to be consequences.
Doesn't mean you love them any less.
It just means...
parenting is hard.
His mom confessed.
And Corey Harris passed the polygraph,
so we had to release him.
Doesn't sound like you believe he's innocent.
My belief or lack thereof is irrelevant.
The decision to charge lies solely with the D.A.'s office,
and they didn't think it was a case they could win.
Does that make you angry?
No. I mean, a high-profile case like this
and a guilty plea ready to go?
I wouldn't have charged him either.
That doesn't mean I think he should've gotten away with it.
Well, but he didn't actually get away with it, did he?
Well...
Good evening, Worthy ones.
Welcome to my evening sermon,
streamed across all my social platforms.
You know, we are so blessed.
So blessed to shine in the light of Our Saviors Above.
You don't know the comfort I've drawn
knowing that one day soon,
they will come to lift us all up.
Hello?
Nobody's supposed to be here.
Uh...where was I?
Um...right.
Our Saviors.
They spoke to me last night.
The stars seemed to part as I was out in the night sky,
and I could hear their voices just as clear as you hear mine,
and they said --
What the hell?
The electric bill's on auto-pay.
Hello?
Aurora Number 2, is that you?
This isn't funny!
Come on.
Be right back.
Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
Aah! How is this so heavy?!
Oh, my God!
Oh, no, no, no.
Siri -- Siri, dial 911, please.
Pick up. Pick up. Pick up.
911. What's your emergency?
Help. Someone's in my house.
I'm in danger.
I am the savior, the Prophet Jedediah.
I can't die.
Sir, are you still there?
Oh, no!
I'm scared! I don't want to die!
Police! Don't move!
Drop your weapon!
Hands on your head.
Interlace your fingers. Now!
You got him? Yeah.
Don't move.
Give me your other hand.
Ronald Sanchez.
Where's Corey Harris?
Most of him's inside.
Except his eyes.
You just found those.
Harper.
You got to bag them as evidence
and we got to clear the house.
What happened here, Ronald?
My coming-out party.
Yeah. It turned out the Southland Stalker
had an accomplice after all,
and he was pissed that Corey convinced Dan
to take all the credit during his trial.
I'm sorry. Can I say "pissed"?
Look, I know it's crazy.
But, I mean, this dude's a freakin' serial killer who --
who puts eyes in his pocket.
He's not exactly firing on all cylinders.
Control, we got one in custody.
Going back inside to look for the homeowner.
Ready? Uh-huh.
Oh, no.
Control, we got a 187.
Mobilize detectives, a supervisor, and TID.
I think...
I think this thing is still on.
It was.
By the time Harper and Nolan secured the scene,
Corey's live stream had 400,000 viewers.
Okay. Look. The case was definitely weird.
But I mean, come on.
All this?
This feels so exploitational.
The low-hanging fruit of celebrity scandal and murder.
You should be making serious documentaries
about things that really matter.
My last film was about climate injustice
in Puerto Rico.
It won a BAFTA.
Oh.
Well, alright, then.
I j-- I just want to say this has been so fascinating.
I love true crime, and to be in a documentary,
it's just -- it's a dream come true.
Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you so much for doing this.
Yeah.
You got -- You got something in your hair.
What? It's kind of --
Has it been there the whole time?
Yeah. It's pretty big. Let's get out of here.
I would tell you if you had broccoli in your teeth, man.
What the heck?
Were you surprised that Ronald killed Corey?
No, no. Not at all.
Guy's out of his mind.
He was always super jealous of my fame too,
so I guess he needed to get some for himself.
The eyes thing was a nice touch, though, I will say.
Do you have a takeaway from this experience?
Um, I'm honestly still processing
everything that happened.
And have you talked to Skipper?
Who?
Oh, um...no.
No. We, uh...
We've gone our separate ways.
Was this your craziest case?
Oh, yes.
This was definitely the craziest case I have ever worked.
Oh, it's nowhere near the craziest.
Really? Can you tell me more?
No.
Uh, we're done here. I'm gonna go.
Actually, I have a few more questions
if you had an extra minute or two,
Detective Harper.
D-D-Detective Harper?
Mmm! Tastes good!
You know what I want to be when I grow up?
An ice cream sundae.
Silly.
You can't be an ice cream sundae when you grow up.
Then I never want to grow up.
Still funny.
Murderer.