Stunning allegations
against a New York dad.
He's accused of
orchestrating a sex cult
made up of his daughter's
college classmates.
Today we announce
criminal charges
against this man, Lawrence Ray
who, for nearly a decade,
exploited and abused
young women and men
emotionally,
physically, and sexually
for his own financial gain.
Authorities
say he moved his victims
to Piscataway, New Jersey
where he allegedly restricted
their access to food and sleep
and forced victims to work
in the middle of the night
and to sleep outside.
Ray was arrested
this morning.
Two of the female
victims in the indictment
were in the residence
at the time.
Do you
have any comments?
Any comments?
That raid has
people around here wondering
what was going on
inside this house.
If found guilty,
he faces a maximum sentence
of life in prison.
Felicia. Felicia.
I've writ Isabella
a couple of letters,
but she doesn't reply.
The police say that
if she doesn't want
to see you, she does
not have to see you.
Yeah, I miss her.
I miss her every day.
What was it about her
that he had to keep her?
And he has Felicia, too.
I definitely
want us to get a dog.
A stress
dog? Yeah.
Especially now.
Do you think we could
have a basset hound?
Or, like...
Oh, really? Well,
what if we adopt one?
- A pure basset hound?
Or... I don't know.
I-I... this is how
much I know about dogs.
A therapy dog.
- I love
animals. - Yeah.
All right, so this
is the living room.
This is where we
worked, hung out, ate.
Larry sat over there.
Um, and then Izzy and
I would either be...
Izzy mostly would
be on that couch
and then I would be over here.
And we had to pull
up all of the carpet.
Um, so that's why there's
plastic on the floor.
Um, and there were huge spots
of black mold everywhere.
And we had to bleach
all of the floors
multiple times, actually.
These are our medical shelves
where we keep all of
our medical materials.
There's a blood
pressure monitor.
And then these are to help
with the muscle
spasms that we get
from-from having been poisoned.
I haven't worked as
a practicing doctor
since 2012
because I was poisoned.
I'm sure that they're
trying to blame me
not practicing as
a doctor on Larry.
But, really, he was
always my support system.
Yay!
- Hey, happy birthday.
- Thank you.
- Thank you so much.
- You're welcome.
Thank you.
- Cool.
- Oh, this is great.
Aw.
Kiko and me
dropped the cake before.
So over here,
this is the kitchen.
And this is our
Viking refrigerator.
And there is this lock that
we had... we have on it
to keep our food
safe from strangers.
This is the trommel.
And it's, uh, clearly
an industrial-grade
dirt screener.
The grass was taken
up multiple times
because it wasn't
put down correctly.
Izzy and I had worked with
Larry for a long time.
Like, worked through the day
and then worked
through the night
in-into the morning.
If it wasn't done correctly,
he would take it
all back up again.
But he always has
a can-do attitude.
That's why the Marine Corps
called on him routinely.
That's why NATO called
on him ro-routinely.
Or, like, that's why
Gorbachev...
That's part of why
they were so close
and they worked... They
worked together so well
because, well, Larry's, like,
"Okay, you need something
done? I'll figure it out."
He's always very encouraging.
Had it not been for
Larry, my husband,
I don't know where
I would have been.
Do you consider
him your husband?
- Yeah. He is my husband.
Like, I do consider
him my husband.
Like, he's-he's my honey
bunny. That's what I call him.
That's what we call
each other.
I'm his honey bunny lady
and he's my honey bunny man.
Um... and, yeah,
no. I-I definitely
consider him my husband.
Like, we're-we're, you
know, "common law married"
'cause we've been living...
Living together for howev...
You know, however many years
that we've been together.
Um, and that's what we...
That's what we call each other.
We say... we say we're
husband and wife.
I love him very,
very much.
He's the best.
No matter what people
say. I don't care.
They don't know
him. I do.
- Fel? FELICIA:
Yeah? Be right there.
So where was Larry
the morning of the FBI raid?
- Uh, in the room.
In my bedroom.
They were
pounding on the door.
"FBI! FBI! Open the door."
And then they stormed in.
They took me back into my room.
Then they questioned me.
It was six hours.
They're assuming
that we were abused
and mistreated and manipulated
and extorted and...
used by Lawrence.
And that couldn't be
further from the truth.
They asked about how
much did I sleep.
Did I eat?
I wasn't asked
about how many hours I slept.
- Oh yeah.
- At least not that I remember.
- Yeah.
- Lucky duck.
No, I was asked about...
Mainly about prostitution...
- Yeah.
- And finances.
It was mostly things
related to sex and money.
Yeah. Sex and money.
When I
think about Lawrence,
it's like my heart's breaking
because he's in
prison innocently.
It feels like a Twilight Zone.
Really.
The prostitution...
They're telling me
this is what occurred even
though I know it didn't.
What are they
saying you're a victim of?
Of Lawrence.
Sexual abuse, physical
abuse, emotional abuse.
- That's very frustrating
because then I'm just,
like, this person
that Larry Ray, like,
did something to,
brainwashed, whatever it
is that they're gonna say.
Like, they asked my parents.
And, like, I haven't
spoken to them in years.
Like, many, many years.
And for good reason.
Like, they participated
in poisoning me.
They participated
in hurting me...
In hurting me and my family.
Which is... Like,
this is my family.
- Yeah.
- I am a victim of poisoning
and Claudia, and Santos,
and Yali, and Kerik,
and my parents.
That's who I'm a victim of.
I'm not a victim of Lawrence.
I'm prepared
to do everything
I can to make sure
that the right
thing happens here.
Like, I will not stop
until everyone knows the truth
and justice is served.
Felicia,
on a Friday,
she told me, "Hey,
can we talk tomorrow?"
I said, "Sure."
She tells me on the
advice of her attorneys
she thinks it's better
if we don't live
together anymore.
I don't know why.
But I think she's doing it
because it looks better for her.
I mean, I've always been,
regardless of what
anybody wants to say,
independent.
Um...
So this is just another
version of that, I guess.
You know?
So, like, this shirt I got him,
I have for a couple
different reasons.
One, this is what
I just associate
with Lawrence wearing the most.
You know, I guess
it makes me feel
a little less sad
at how f*cked up
the situation is.
I think it just is, like,
a symbol of a
certain type of hope
that, you know,
it's gonna be okay.
And, two, if he does get bail,
this could be one of his shirts.
And it's gonna really wrinkle it
if it's folded.
Early this morning,
my attorneys and I
had a meeting with
the prosecution.
And the prosecution
made it clear to me
that there's nothing
stopping them
from bringing
charges against me.
They do believe I was
victimized by Lawrence,
but also I was a
willing participant
in his illicit activities.
So then I'm faced
with the decision
either cooperate with
the prosecution's effort,
which is... based on these
completely false allegations,
or risk being charged
along with Lawrence
as a co-conspirator
and risk myself
up to life in
prison if convicted.
I believe it could happen.
Do I believe it will
happen? I don't know.
I definitely believe
it could happen.
But...
Okay...
So what? I don't know.
Then my mind kind
of stops there.
I was advised
by my attorneys
that it would be better
to live on my own.
I am in charge of my own time,
my space, my food.
And there's no
lock on the fridge.
Yeah, no. And
I can open it myself.
And I don't have to be worried
about somebody coming
in and doing something.
For so long, I had Larry
in my ear or in my face
telling me what was
real what was not,
what was me, what was not.
I have no idea what's true.
Other than what I saw myself
that I can remember
right now in this moment,
sitting here talking to you,
I don't eve... I mean, you
know, even part of that...
How much was... of
that was real or true
or was it, you know...
Can I ask
you one question?
Do you remember
meeting Bernie Kerik?
- When I was little, yeah.
'Cause they knew my
family. Yeah. Mm-hmm.
Okay, so you remember
meeting Bernie Kerik.
But is there any way
that that could not be true?
- That's very unlikely.
- So... but you see...
- But it's possible.
- Right. But you
see where I am now.
- Yeah.
- What's real?
What's-what's the truth?
I don't know.
So I just put
these out last week.
They were in a box, and
they've been here, but...
I wasn't ready yet.
So this is me dipping
my toe in the water.
It's been over five years
since I've seen my family.
In Larryland, these were all
the bad people in my life.
It's very hard to
undo what he did.
So I'm still very
scared of my parents.
My brother, my sister,
I want to talk to.
I just don't know how I'm
gonna do that right now.
Um...
According to Larry, they
had also tried to k*ll me.
But... so it's-it's...
It's a process.
With a picture, the
whole memory comes back.
I'd see the picture and
think about how sad I was.
We were poor,
living in a one-bedroom
apartment, ten people,
in the basement of a
house in the Bronx.
Every year there was some chaos,
some crisis that we
had to deal with.
Then I think about the Christmas
that my parents
went to Venezuela.
They brought me back
this really pretty dress.
I was going to show the
dress to both of my parents,
but I'm most excited
about showing the
dress to my dad.
And... I come out,
and my dad's not there.
And, um...
actually, I want to
change what I'm saying.
This is Larry brain.
So because the story
with that picture...
Is that...
This whole drama about me
showing my dad the dress
may have happened or
may not have happened.
Larry was using my own memories,
but then he twisted it,
and then he turned it into...
whatever-whatever
was gonna suit him.
Oh, my God.
Yeah. Yup. That's
what happened.
How did you
figure that out?
- I couldn't... because it
wasn't coming naturally.
It was com... it was...
I was hearing Larry's narrative.
Look... like, Larry
telling the story.
And he told it so many
times, that I learned...
I mean, I "learned" it, right?
What was
Larry's version?
That I was so sad
and that this crushed me
and, like, ruined my
relationships with men
for the rest of my life.
That this was the
moment where...
Felicia is, like, broken.
It's starting to
build a foundation
for the concept that I'm alone.
But Larry will be there for me.
But Larry will take care of me.
But Larry loves me.
Oh, these
were in storage
in one of, like, some
random box or bag of mine.
I threw myself the
birthday party.
I forget how old I
turned. Maybe ten?
I baked my cake and everything.
Did the invitations.
It was Scooby-Doo.
My mother sure as hell
wasn't gonna throw one.
She just, like, completely
at a certain point...
Really, after she had me...
Went off the deep
end with, like,
medication abuse and et cetera.
So...
Were there ever
good times with your mom?
Of course.
It was never all bad.
I have good memories for sure.
But I also have a
lot of shitty ones.
And... that's that.
You don't
wish you still had,
like, family in your life?
- I do have family in my life.
Blood relatives?
- What difference
does blood make?
Okay, you don't miss
your family from Texas?
- No.
There's certain things
that I coulda done more,
but I-I can't change the past.
Sometimes at home it wasn't
the best of environments.
It was chaotic at times.
Isabella was, like,
three when we divorced.
There was a-a lot of stress
'cause half the time he didn't
wanna pay child support.
Half the time he didn't pick
'em up when he's supposed...
You know, just the
same old same old
that every, just about,
divorced woman in America
has gone through. That's
all I can tell you.
Was drugs for
you just, like, a...
Escape.
I thought it made me feel better
is all I can say,
but it really didn't,
but I thought it did.
And that's why it
was kind of easy
to give it up before
Isabella was born.
And what
about drinking?
Yeah, till
she was seven.
She's never seen me drunk
since she was seven.
Next month'll be 22 years.
People often
described me as shy
when I was little. I-I
would never talk a lot.
I was always very quiet.
Like, I felt like
everyone was a part
of an inside joke except me.
Like, everyone just
knew something I didn't.
It was always kind of
there on the periphery
that I want to just,
like, get away from here
and start my life.
Like, a clean slate almost.
I had never left Texas before.
I was very hopeful
going to Sarah Lawrence.
But I felt very quickly
just so... out of
tune with everyone.
I just... I shut down.
It's like, "This was
supposed to be different,"
I thought to myself.
But it wasn't.
How did things
start to change?
Oh, sh*t.
So this was September 25, 2010.
So the week he got out.
- A receipt?
- Yeah.
'Cause this was the
first grocery store trip.
I went with Lawrence.
I'd never seen anybody
buy that many groceries
in my life ever.
When I pick something
up and then he's like,
"Oh, you like that?"
You know, like, a
chips or something.
I'm like, "Yeah."
He's like, "Oh,
well, put it in."
I grew up where you
went grocery shopping,
you very much, with
food stamps especially,
couldn't buy seemingly
whatever you wanted.
You know, it-it
caught me off-guard.
It was crazy to me.
When people
ask you to describe
the nature of your relationship,
how do you even do that?
- He's someone... Lawrence
is somebody I've...
I trust... completely
in all different contexts...
Personally, sexually...
Just in whatever context
you can think of.
I trust him.
And I care for him very deeply.
You ever do
things that you regret
as a result of
trusting Lawrence?
- No.
Or to compromise
your integrity...
- I've never compromised
anything for Lawrence.
The last time I
talked to her was 2010.
When you say it out loud
it sounds like so long.
I just... It's just
so overwhelming.
If you had
told me one year ago
that I would be in the Bronx
looking for my parents...
I would have been
like, you're crazy.
Like, there is now way
I would ever talk...
Like, what are
you talking about?
I would never talk to
those people again.
I was thinking about...
kind of being excited
about maybe seeing them.
And then Larry comes back
like a default thought
that I'm doing something bad.
That I'm... That
I'm betraying Larry.
I don't want anyone
to recognize me.
Oh, my God, that's them.
That's my dad and that's my mom.
That's them. That's
both of them.
Oh, my God.
They're so close.
Like, they're right there...
But so far.
I mean, I'm scared
now, right now...
Just thinking about, like,
spending time with them
or, like, going to talk to them
or even sitting down
with them anywhere.
Just not ready.
I'm getting a lot of
flashbacks lately.
I get overwhelmed.
My time with Larry... I
don't have a chronology.
It's just like I
remember random things.
One of my goals, now,
is figuring out for myself
what actually happened,
what's actually true...
Giving myself a narrative.
I got file folders
and I labelled them each
with a... with a year.
So I started with the
year that I met Larry.
As I remember things,
I just write it down.
I remember it was the
second year of residency
on in-patient psychiatry.
I lived in LA.
It was gorgeous.
I made tons of friends.
I really liked my
residency program.
I loved my boss.
I'm finally gonna
start living life
as an individual, as
an independent person.
Then... I met Larry.
He was so interesting.
And then I was attracted
to him and his mind.
And I loved how we
were always learning
and he was so inquisitive.
And... it was exciting.
You know, growing up,
everything was falling
apart around us constantly.
As the eldest, I ended up
with a lot more
responsibility...
Helping to take
care of my siblings,
helping with their education,
helping to keep them on track.
But I'm allowed to be
vulnerable with Larry.
He's now the one that
takes care of things.
I would come back to New
York for the weekend.
And, of course, Larry's
very extravagant.
So we stayed at
these fancy hotels,
and we had fancy dinners.
I mean, it was...
This, like, balloon
of happiness.
I was weeks
away from taking my exam
that would say that I was
a fully-licensed medical doctor.
And then...
this is the beginning
of, like, everything
falling apart.
- There is a plot against Larry.
And I was somebody that
they could come after
in the hopes of
getting to Larry.
He wanted
everything recorded.
"September 2012.
FR..." Meaning me,
Felicia Rosario,
"Threatened, beaten,
and r*ped in California
"by men who
identified themselves
as associate of her father's."
But it's...
like, it doesn't feel real.
Or, like, I don't know...
I don't know what's true.
- I couldn't believe it.
I was... not that I
couldn't believe...
I'm like, "I guess?"
He would
be so persistent
and so aggressive that until...
Like, he would
not leave me alone
until I told him
some sordid story.
- People were following us.
Then they were
trying to k*ll him.
Then they were
trying to k*ll us.
- I was working, like,
ridiculous hours.
You know, like,
12-, 14-hour days...
Running on, like, no sleep.
I was stressed at work.
And then the only person
that I'm talking to
outside of work is Larry.
And that's, like,
morning, noon, and night.
After weeks of this,
I started to believe
what he told me about me.
I'm scared!
I think people are chasing me.
I end up barricading
myself in my apartment.
He has me drag my mattress
into the living room
and buy some webcams.
- It's really that bad?
Larry sent some guy...
He said he was a
former federal agent...
To pick me up at my house
and escort me all the
way back to New York.
I'm a Harvard-,
Columbia-educated physician
who had already started
her psychiatry training,
and I'm living in this
sh*thole apartment
with these other
people's crap everywhere.
And I'm sleeping with
him and this other woman.
It was the three of
us in the bedroom...
Me, Larry, and Isabella.
He did not allow anyone
to sleep with clothes on.
Larry sleeps in the
middle, face up.
And Isabella and I
are each on one side.
Isabella sleeps like this...
With her hand on
Larry's genitals.
So I come in there,
I'm supposed to be
this guy's girlfriend.
And then I'm sleeping
with him and this girl.
And this girl has her hand
all up in his stuff.
And I'm su... and I'm
just supposed to be okay.
He's like, "Oh, she's just
more comfortable that way."
"Like, what's the big deal?
Like, aren't you like a
smart, liberated woman?"
It hurts my head still,
like, thinking about it.
He brought me back here.
I got evicted from my apartment.
I got dismissed from my job.
He got me
right before I
became a full doctor.
He tore up my documents
from residency,
and he threw them
out the window.
I needed those
documents to be able
to even start trying to
crawl my way back to work.
Then Yalitza
confesses that
she and my mother
had poisoned me with mercury.
My parents wanted me to die.
My mind couldn't take
everything that was going on.
So then I had to
turn it all off.
And I was operating on, like...
like a child.
Aah! Aah!
Aah! Aah!
- Sit.
- I wanna sleep!
- Please! Please!
It was so shameful.
So embarrassing. There
was so much guilt.
So much fear...
That I couldn't even try.
And... he left me on the ground.
Then he was the only
one that came over
and picked me up.
No! Aah!
He took
away my career,
my friends,
my family.
He took every piece of me away,
and that all that
was left was...
Me to him.
There was no, like, Fel.
There was n-no... Like
the rest of me just...
There was no rest of me.
Well, I recently
got a job at Amazon,
and I'm just one of
the warehouse workers.
It's not intellectually
stimulating or anything,
but it's a job, especially
during this time
with COVID and my circumstance.
But, yeah, I
interact with people,
and they ask, oh, do
you have Instagram
or do you have,
you know, Facebook?
I'm like, I'm not into
social media, you know, um...
It's hard to really fully
integrate with people
without like kind
of busting open
this huge f*cking, um...
I don't know what
you would call it...
Kinda is like a
Jack-in-the-box, almost.
The prosecution,
they're also now
specifically referencing
that I participated
in some of the allegations
that they're
accusing Lawrence of.
That line is now drawn.
I'm Associate-1.
They're saying I participated
in interrogations,
I participated in furthering
the sex trafficking.
Claudia... she termed it as
"she wanted to make repairs."
That's what she called it.
For the damage she
had done to our lives,
and more specifically,
our quality of life.
Because had we
not been poisoned,
I have no doubt Talia would
have gone to law school,
I would have gone
to medical school,
and Lawrence would have
succeeded at any career
he was choosing to go down.
She then
started escorting.
She said it was the fastest way
she could make money.
That was her
explanation as to why
she chose prostitution.
At the beginning,
Claudia was applauded
for her efforts in
making reparations.
But then whenever she
stopped paying him,
he started escalating.
One night,
Larry was like,
we're gonna go stake
out her apartment.
And we're gonna get my money,
and we're gonna
get her to confess
to all that she's
been doing to us.
We ransacked the apartment.
I was very upset.
I didn't wanna be there doing
what we were doing.
I hated having
Claudia do this video.
She admitted to doing all
these horrible things to him,
so that way he had
more leverage over her.
"Do you want me to post
that on the internet?
You'd better get to work."
Everything's going
up on the website...
Everything.
Everything's going
up on the website
because it's the truth.
He really
wanted me to help him,
and... I wasn't willing
to blackmail Claudia.
He tried to get me
to give him information on
my sister and my brother
so he could make
websites on them
the same way that
he did on Claudia.
He's like, "This is the only way
you're gonna redeem
yourself... as a Rosario."
This is the only way you're
not gonna be a Rosario anymore.
That you're not gonna
be part of that, like,
dirty criminal family.
And I just wouldn't do it.
Somehow, I had enough of me left
to question what was
going on around me...
but I just didn't have any way
to do anything about
what was happening.
Well, he doesn't get
anywhere with me,
so that's how Isabella ended up
doing all of this
stuff with Claudia.
I know my process.
I would meet Claudia
at her hotel, and
just pick it up.
She would say, "Oh,
this is 3,200?"
But, 'cause I didn't trust her,
I would always
count it and verify.
I even noted that in
my ledgers and notes.
Do you remember
how much a year?
700,000 and change,
and I forget what
the other year was.
One night,
Larry and Isabella leave
to Manhattan because
Claudia was behind
in her payments.
I go to bed.
They get home in
the morning, and...
start telling me about
the night that they
had with Claudia.
"On one occasion,
the defendant and Associate-1
"came to female
Victim-1's hotel room.
"During that visit, the
defendant hit Female Victim-1,
"told her to strip and
tied her to a chair,
"placed a plastic
bag over her head
and threatened to k*ll her."
You have
zero memory of this?
- Correct. I have zero memory.
'Cause to my memory and
knowledge, it never occurred.
Is this scenario
completely made up,
or is there something
that Claudia is...
- It's completely made up.
It is completely made up.
When I
first met Izzy...
she had a very
well-formed moral compass.
As time went on with Larry,
it wasn't goodness anymore.
Her true north became Larry.
He could say the sky is red,
the sky is purple...
It wouldn't matter.
If he said it, it was true.
It was as if God
had said it himself.
She wanted to be a psychiatrist.
She wanted to be a child
psychiatrist, no less.
You know? She wanted
to help people.
I would hear her
be like, "I can't
do this anymore."
"I can't do this anymore.
I can't live like
this anymore."
And she would get so sad.
They would have fights.
They would argue.
What makes you think
you're getting in here?
Stupid! This is wrong,
Izzy, it's wrong.
And if you're not
gonna behave right,
there's no chance.
Get a grip on yourself!
Then Larry would
talk her through it,
and they would just go
back to how they were.
That's what's so scary, because
someone who's a
truly good person...
Lost their own
sense of self,
their own sense of
right and wrong.
That just speaks to how
evil Larry is.
That he was able to just...
To so fully destroy someone.
- FBI, open the door!
Isabella Pollok,
open the door. FBI!
FBI! Open the door!
- I'm coming.
- Come out, come out, come out.
Come to me. Take my hand.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Come out, come out.
FBI!
I have four charges.
Extortion...
sex trafficking,
money laundering,
and racketeering.
The only one that carries
the mandatory minimum
is the sex trafficking.
That means we-we can
be found not guilty
in every single
other f*ck' charge.
If we're found guilty
in sex trafficking,
bam... mandatory minimum.
No parole, no probation.
15 years in prison.
What happened
in the arraignment?
My lawyer's...
Who oddly enough,
called me Ms. Ray.
The court had to correct him.
Um... said that he
had substantial reasons,
or whatever he called it,
to believe I may
not be competent.
There's two aspects
to legal competence...
One, that you're
able to understand
the charges against you,
which he acknowledges I do.
Two, if you're
able to participate
in your own defense,
meaning aid your attorneys
in conducting your defense.
It's the second part,
according to him,
that he has reason to believe
that I may not be competent.
It feels shitty
when somebody, especially
my own attorney,
questions my competency.
The message being the only
reason you think he's innocent
is 'cause he manipulated
you and brainwashed you
and you don't know any better.
That's what they're saying.
Recently, my aunt and my mother
have reached out to my lawyer.
Oh, they're worried about
me. They're there...
They're here for me, whatever.
I told him please tell them
I do not wish to speak with them
or any other member of my family
and to please refrain
from reaching out to me
in the future.
And he did.
Hair is a big
thing for Dominican women.
My mom has this amazing hair.
It's, like, down to her
waist, it's, like, gorgeous.
Thankfully, I
inherited her hair.
With Larry, I was so out of it
that my hair was... a ball.
Like a bird's nest.
He watched me grow this knot
and did nothing.
And then he was like,
"Okay, now I'll rescue you."
And he combed out all
of the knots himself.
"See how I take care of you?
"I spent a whole
week taking that...
"those knots outta your hair.
That's how much I love you."
That's what he would say to me.
As I get more clarity
about what he did to me,
that has helped me
see my parents more clearly.
- Hello?
- Hello?
Hello?
- Mami.
- Huh?
Oh, my gosh!
Oh, my gosh.
- Si.
- Um...
- Si, claro, Mami.
- I love you. Bye.
- Con Dios. Bye.
Hello.
So you were having
trouble sleeping last night?
Well, I
woke up at 3:00.
I mean, potentially
it coulda been
'cause of the status
conference today,
but it just happened
seemingly randomly.
What happened at
the status conference?
A
psychiatrist concluded
that I am competent
to stand trial.
But my lawyer filed a motion
to withdraw as my counsel
due to disagreements
in legal strategy.
So...
But I was hoping after this
competency evaluation happened
it would kinda give him
relief in any doubts
that maybe I was being
brainwashed, manipulated,
or whatever.
It didn't.
"Her speech was fluent,
articulate, and precise.
"Ms. Pollok was able to
provide a coherent narrative
"and discuss the pertinent
facts of her case
in a logical and
reality-based manner."
Yes, yes, yes, yes.
Once I accepted
that I was in a cult
for ten years, effectively,
I had been living
in a shelter system,
I was meeting people at work.
Except I had to
become very, like,
adroit at dodging any
type of personal question
because... like,
how can I, like...
"Why didn't you
graduate school?"
How could I answer that?
Like, "What about your parents,
what about your family?"
Uh... I don't
really talk to them.
They're not... They're
not good people.
I was just kind of...
existing... but
barely by a thread.
Me and Felicia started
re-engaging as siblings.
Our lawyers had told us both
don't talk about the case.
Even though there was
this elephant in the room,
like, it was still,
like... nice to be able
to talk to each other
and have each other.
Hey, hey.
Hey, dude, what's up?
I'll have a sip,
but I'm on a diet, though.
Oh, diet
Coke. That's right.
It's past 12:00.
My brother's an
incredible human being.
I've been thinking about
reaching out to Yali.
There's no reason why we
shouldn't be talking anymore.
Larry's in jail.
He can't hurt us anymore.
And... we love each other.
And he tried to break that.
And... I...
I just want my sister back.
- Hi!
Hello?
It's Fel.
- Hi!
- How are you?
- I love you.
I miss you.
- I love you more
and I miss you a lot.
- I'm here for you.
- I'm... well...
- I love you so much,
and I'm so happy
to hear your voice.
Like you don't know.
I've been dreaming
about you every night.
I get it if you want
to talk to your lawyers
and ask them if we can talk.
- I just... I love you so
much, and I'm so sorry.
Okay, yeah.
I'm so sorry!
I love you.
I get a
knock on the door.
Felicia's standing right there,
and the f*cked up part
is like it triggered me.
By the child-like demeanor,
like the desperation...
Like in my head, it
was like, oh, my gosh,
she's still like she
was in Pinehurst.
Oh, my God, is
she still, like...
in-involved with Larry,
is she still, like,
in that mindset?
It's like a w*r in my head:
can I trust her?
But at the same time,
I really wanted to...
I've been missing her so much.
Like thinking
about her every day
and, like, how much I miss
having my big sister around.
But then th-the sh*t
that got in the way of
that moment, you know?
And then...
I was afraid.
But then, a few weeks
later, I hear the knock,
I see Felicia and Santos
through the peephole,
both of them.
And then we just
hear a gasp like: Ohh!
And then she opens the door
and she's like, "Oh, my God!"
It was nice. It was very nice.
Are we
all doing the same?
Same-sies? Kay. SANTOS: Yeah.
Do we have aprons?
- You know what? Stop!
- No, I'm serious!
It'll be fun.
The
uncertainty of, like,
are they still
involved with Larry?
That didn't really matter,
'cause they're there
in front of me,
and I was like...
I am whole again.
Yo, you talking
sh*t? - No!
Come on!
- The kitchen's too
small for three.
We're talking
about how great you are.
Uh-huh.
You're the best.
Shut up!
Despite all the sh*t,
like... that doesn't matter.
They love me, ha,
and I love them.
And that's the most
important thing.
And now it's like,
okay, I know who I am,
and I have my people.
Let's go, force.
I don't feel
like myself recently,
and I don't know what it is.
All I know is that
there is something wrong
with me right now.
And I, like, grew up with
a shitty circumstance.
Then Lawrence is indicted.
I'm indicted.
I'm accused of
being incompetent.
How much worse can
it f*ck' get?
But it's like I
know this is not me.
I don't even recognize myself.
I don't know what to do.
I don't.
I'm processing,
to be honest, the terror
of being put in prison.
If I keep sinking into this
discomfort...
You know, will I render myself,
ironically, incompetent to
participate in my own defen...
Like, who knows? Who knows
what the mind's capable of?
I don't wanna find out.
JAMES Are you optimistic about
your new lawyer?
- I am, yeah.
It's been limited
interaction, but...
the interactions we
have had, he's...
been very, um...
open, straight-forward.
You're hopeful.
- Of course I'm hopeful.
At times I think
about in the future,
if we get through this,
Talia and, like, Lawrence
and me watching, like, TV,
and, like, Talia's with
her kids and I'm with mine.
Things like that.
You know, it's
like a "what if?"
But things like that
make me feel better.
Being here now,
I almost can't believe
that I made it out...
And that I'm here,
free...
mostly.
I say mostly because...
The conditioning...
of Larry is still there, so...
Like, he's still there.
So I'm not totally free.
I hope he stays in jail forever.
You want
Isabella to go to jail?
- I don't want her to.
Because she's gonna use jail...
being in jail and
being prosecuted
as a reason to be angry,
as a shield.
And she's not going to...
confront the actual situation.
But if she didn't go,
she has to live
with what she did,
on her own.
But I don't know if she
spent so much time with Larry
that she's just
gonna go spinning on
what he already told her.
I pray that she starts
to care about herself
enough to honor herself
and honor the truth
of what happened.
To her and to the rest of us.
I'm not judging her.
She can tell me anything.
I still love her,
and I want her back.
I know this sounds odd, but
sometimes I think
she, like, walked in
or I think she's,
like, on the other...
Like the love seat,
and I'm on the couch.
I know that sounds weird,
but it's... I don't know why.
It's like... I
think she's, like,
when she's gonna come
and tell me somethin'.
I feel
like a new person.
I have a family.
I have... a past.
I have a future... which
I didn't have before.
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
- I had been... trapped
for so long...
Closed off from everyone.
It feels like I'm
coming out and...
there's... light.
- And, like, he believed
like the fake names,
- and I'm like...
- really?
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