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My name's David Ferrier and I'm a journalist from New Zealand.

Five years ago, I started writing what I thought would be a very simple, quirky story.

But here I am, half a decade later, still trying to make sense of it all.

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I'm driving to an abandoned psychiatric hospital in the middle of nowhere,

which is funny because I do feel like I'm losing my mind.

What's he doing out there?

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I'm just going to pack up where we were a lot further on.

I'm not going to buy them.

I don't even know who I'm here to meet.

I just know that somewhere in these crumbling buildings lie the answers I need.

At least that's what I hope.

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So two people got out and walked in.

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Are we seeing who was in that cup?

No.

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What the fuck are you up to?

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I guess you could call the city I live in the Beverly Hills of New Zealand.

And on one of its most expensive streets, it's this high-end antique store,

Bashford Antiques.

During the day, it's quiet, uneventful, blue skies and canoodling pigeons.

But as the sun sets and the store closes,

things get crazy outside.

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You saw me go and get the cash.

You saw me.

Yes, you did.

You are a liar.

You saw me go and get the cash.

Yes, to go and get the cash.

You told me where the cash point was.

The owner of the Antiques store is Gillian Bashford,

and she's making a bold stand against anyone who dares park outside when it's shut.

When I bought the building over 15 years ago, there was no parking issues around the area.

How times have changed?

People think they've got a sense of entitlement to park in somebody's private car park.

To fix the problem, she's hired a man to watch her car park like a hawk.

When people park there, he waits till they walk away, then swoops.

Placing a clamp on their wheel or blocking them in with his van.

What makes you think you have the right to park here?

Does car park?

When they come back, the aggro begins.

You are a crook.

You are an heir to the crook.

Because it's private property, this is fully legal.

So if people want to leave, they have to pay him.

And I realise this car park is quite the money-maker for Bashford Antiques.

I'll meet you trying to give you 400 bucks cash, which is what you are for.

No, it is $760.

Charging $760 for half an hour's parking is ludicrous to me.

So I start writing about Gillian and her bonk is clamping.

You can please take and you'll be proud too.

No problem.

I'm ready to park.

I know.

Pretty soon, she's on the primetime news.

This week we heard that a full-scale war was breaking out on the streets of an Auckland suburb.

Dinas told us they were being preyed on by a wheel clapper who was then demanding they pay to get their vehicles back.

Hannah parked in front of Bashford's Antiques on Williamson Avenue.

Something in this report gets my attention.

I've seen Gillian and her clapper together a lot now.

And yet here she is saying she doesn't know anything about him.

I have nothing to do with Premier. They've put purely the people that do the clamping for me.

I don't understand why she's lying about this. So I give her a call.

Hello. Gillian speaking.

Oh, hey Gillian. It's David Ferrier speaking.

It's David Ferrier. I'm a journalist from the spin-off.

David Ferrier.

Yeah, hi.

No, I'm perfect. Thank you. Bye.

It's been over 300 claims.

We're on these properties.

So it ends up toward...

Part of the reason why.

Has their victims increased into the hundreds?

Gillian takes things up a notch.

Her legal representatives sense threats in all caps to people who are speaking out about it.

They're signed by an MDA organ.

I try and find him to interview him, but there's no lawyer with that name.

He doesn't exist.

The only organ I can find is this organ, who once made headlines claiming to be a blue-blooded prince.

I stare at the prince, and I see the clamper staring back at me.

The prince, the clamper, and the lawyer, I think they're all the same person.

Michael Organ.

This is exactly my kind of weird mess.

I know there must be more to this car park terrorist.

Something else is going on here? And I want to find out what?

Hi, it's David Ferri speaking. I'm a journalist based in Auckland. How are you doing?

I'm fine. I'm good.

It's a bit of a random call out of the blue. I'm looking into the background of Michael Organ.

Do me a favor. Now, you've asked me a question about Michael Organ, but I know I should do me a quick favor.

And you can answer this very quickly for me. It's right off the bat. When were you born?

I was born on Christmas Day, 82.

Nice one. You are David Ferri. The reason why I asked you that is because this is something that Michael would do.

So you'll forgive me if I had to check you there a little bit.

This paranoid voice belongs to jazz, a man who lived with organ in the late 90s.

Yeah. What was it? I just want to be talking about the day to day of living in that place.

It was hell. Every single day with Michael Organ is like hell. It's like high velocity hell.

He's the kind of guy that if you're talking to him for 10 minutes, that 10 minutes will turn it to 10 hours.

And it's not a good 10 hours.

I'd already heard of Michael before I moved into this flat.

What did you heard? Nothing nice.

It all was a bit sort of like urban legend that this man was a Satanist and part of the night's Templar, and he was dangerous, and he could put curses on you.

And that he was part of a fraud ring and all sorts of things like that.

There was just all these stories about him.

But because of the stories and the speed that he's doing it, he kind of catches you into it and you kind of get taken along for the ride.

It's like being in love. A lot of people go through it. You're in love and you don't realise just how bad the relationship is until you step away from it, because you're in it.

But once you step away from it, you realise how crazy shit got.

There's clearly more to Michael Organ than just being a vindictive clapper.

When he was living with jazz in the 90s, Organ ran a sex shop called Taboo.

When he stopped paying rent, the landlord changed the locks, evicting him.

Organ wasn't happy and decided he'd get back at the landlord.

This is the landlord, Renee Dunn.

He's sitting on his yacht, the Martier.

So, you know, revenge sets in.

So, he's got Martier in his sights.

And it was, you know, it was tied up to the pole mooring and one night Michael Organ went aboard the boat and tried to steal it.

You know, I mean, you can't just steal the boat, right?

But this is the gall of the guy. He tried to do it.

And the only reason why it failed is because Jamie Locker threw him off.

I was not expecting Jamie Locker to be a part of this.

Jamie hit the headlines in 2007 when police accused him of being a terrorist.

This is the man police alleged talked of training for guerrilla warfare and taking out white men with no manners.

He's known to be an intimidating man, which is why I'm a little nervous to meet him.

He lives three hours north, off the grid, moving from house to house.

The fact he was somehow involved in this story had me curious.

Jamie, how are you?

Sorry? I will go down. That's all right.

Nice to meet you, sir.

I'm done.

When I came to see me and said, Jamie, I want you to, you know, we found the boat. It's in West Haven. We want you to get it back.

You know, when I had organised another yacht, friend's yacht, where we all were on that and we cut the motor about a kilometre away.

It was a little bit bruised and early morning, so he couldn't even hear us coming and, of course, I did my old,

Bruce Lee jump onto the boat and just went downstairs and there was Michael Orgain.

He just couldn't believe me coming down the companionway.

He had a phone in one hand and he started trying to call somebody, so I just knocked the phone out of his hand.

And pretty well, just, you know, because I've been doing this all my life.

Okay, that's what karate is all about. And so what you do in situations like that,

when I have to manhandle another human being, and if they've got hair on their head, I'll come in and grab their head.

Right.

Of course, this is so strong that I actually can pull the skin up tight and the brain goes into a zombie mode.

So I come in and just go, I'm on his head and I've got it.

So I had him on my, you know, I had him on my grip and he's just gone on to an instant try.

So I then have to manhandle him.

Because he can't manhandle, he's in a whole body stopped.

And I've got his hair so tight, and for good measure, I just did a nice heel kick on his phone and that broke,

which was probably shouldn't have done that, but, you know, so I got all gain into the dinghy.

We even provided a dinghy just in case he didn't have one, which I don't think he did.

So we had our own dinghy and I put all gain into the dinghy and I looked him in the eyes and said,

don't speak.

And then we saw all the police cars going over the bump and he bumps down Westhaven.

That's a bad idea to them.

So, you know, I'd committed an offence.

I got him out of the boat.

I accidentally stood on the cell phone, I suppose, but, you know, besides that, I used non-excessive force to get him off that boat

and I got him off that boat quickly.

No marking around.

Well, you know, Renee wanted me to do it. I don't think anybody else could have done it like I did it.

You should have seen him. He was running up the APS screaming, you know, and it's underpants.

Michael was sentenced to three years in prison for stealing the matier.

This is the article that got me hooked on Michael, the one that also mentioned he was a prince.

Well, the thing is, Michael Organ is constantly doing wildly strange things with his name.

He often misspells his first name.

But then he gets more elaborate, claiming to be a prince.

Sometimes a count.

I know about this because he's doing it all in court.

A lot.

He arrived for the big box, and it was very, very important.

It was held out as if to say, I'm very, very important, be careful of this, you know.

And at the appropriate time in the case, when he was trying to drive home how important he was,

he opened up the box and presented a crown and said that it was given to him by royalty

and he's dined with royalty.

Did he pop the crown on his head in the courtroom or just hold it?

I don't think he actually got to the point where he was allowed to because I think the judge almost instantly said put it away.

You know, the ending of the case was the interesting that because she said to Michael,

I'm going to ask you to leave first, and I'm going to walk you to the elevator,

and I'm going to watch you go down.

So I thought, oh, that's interesting.

So she walked out and John and I were sitting there alone for a few minutes, and I thought,

OK, I wonder why that was.

And she came back into the room and said, I'm sorry about that.

Michael and Michael have not recognized me, but I most certainly recognized him.

And she advised that we not just walk out of there, but run.

And she said, don't ever look back. Don't ever have anything to do with that man again.

I wonder if I should listen to the judge's advice.

The fact Michael's now into the legal system here speaks volumes.

He's obviously a litigious nightmare.

But not because he's a lawyer.

He's not.

I've checked his legal qualifications, and he doesn't have any.

But that doesn't stop him acting like he's a lawyer.

And as I look through other cases, Michael's been involved in,

I can't help but think of his behaviour clamping cars.

But the problem with Michael, if I don't get on with you,

she won't let go.

If he succeeds someone's giving you information,

then if he gets any inkling of who it might be or what it might be,

I'll tell you what, he'll go out to them. then if he gets any inkling of who it might be or what it might be,

I'll tell you what, he'll go out to them.

I'll tell you there.

Hello.

What do you want to talk about tonight?

Well, my name is Michael Organ.

And I'm the chap who's been cited in the media in regards to the clamping

and constantly, the journalist David Ferrier.

He's calling Talkback Radio about his bonk, his clamping, and he's read my articles.

With clamping, there are no real rules.

And in your situation, you were basically allowed to do whatever you liked.

And what I'm saying...

No, no, no, no, Jeremy...

On your property...

No.

Ferrier.

And this is one of the things that we have considered.

So, the very first record.

So, the very first time...

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

The very first time you clamped...

The very first time you clamped someone, not the 50th time or the 100th time,

or the fourth time David Ferrier did an article on you.

The very first time.

The final time.

The $760 for half an hour of illicit power parking.

Uncontrolled, exorbitant, and sometimes intimidating behaviour.

Best for an antique store record.

Thanks in part to Gillian's extreme stance on clamping,

Parliament is now debating whether the law should be changed.

I just simply can't get my head around that sort of practice and that sort of behaviour.

And it is time to bring it into it.

The question is that the motion be agreed to.

Those of that opinion will say, I, to the contrary, know the eyes have it.

No more clamping, and no more bashfits.

The clamping mania has scared a lot of people away, and Gillian shuts the shop down.

All that's left behind is the old sign.

I take it home as a memento to the madness.

I guess this is my final piece, eulogy.

But my mistake, bashfits isn't dead.

You're talking to me about allegation of the theft of business science from bashfit antics,

and that these are your rights here.

I need to read it.

So you have to write from my silent.

Do not have to make any statement.

Anything's the same will be recorded and may be given any.

It looks like Gillian wants me charged with theft.

This is fucking crazy because the sign was just trash for a store that no longer exists.

Then I get a court summons from Gillian.

She's taking legal action.

It's so ridiculous because the broken old things are just under my house.

I could have just given them back.

Reading her court filing, Gillian says we've met to talk about all this, but we've never met.

I tried calling her when all this started, but she just hung up.

I don't understand why Gillian is doing this, going to all these extremes.

And I wonder if it's really her, or if something else is going on.

When Michael stole that yacht, he had an accomplice, someone he had moved in with.

Someone he had made forged documents to make it look like Michael Organ owned the boat.

He was persistently gaslighting me.

And everything I did was wrong.

There was a sort of a, you know, a forever being.

I felt as if I was groomed to begin with.

Is he saying it was a really calculated decision by him to really get into your life and groom you in that way?

You couldn't think.

I couldn't.

And when you're under that stress in that situation, you can't make sensible decisions.

That's what was getting to me.

I couldn't be the master of my own destiny.

I mean, that's the worst space to be in.

It was really getting me down.

I had one or two people I could talk to over this.

And of course, Michael was trying to separate me from my friends.

Some of them were prohibited from visiting.

He begged me one day to just help him forge the signature on a contract.

I was in such a space then I would just do anything to keep him quiet.

I just said, oh, this will shut him up for half a day. It's worth it.

When Organ got arrested, Simon went down with him.

It was just my darkest time, all their other parts of my life that were dark, sort of watching the parents die or whatever.

But no, this was a dark year. It was a tough year.

I'm glad that your theft happened because that gave me an ounce.

It was a price I had to pay.

Yes, being arrested, sitting in a jail cell, doing that community service.

That's what I had to go through to get away from it, get away from him.

Our surprise, he was let out so soon.

He, I remember coming to a traffic, you know, to a pedestrian crossing.

And there he was across the street, sort of making this gesture.

And I was like, oh, I don't believe it.

It's clear to me that Michael Organ rarely affects people.

He can tunnel into their lives, draw them into his schemes.

And he refuses to let anything go.

Okay, so walking down the side of my house, which is where you get to the underside of our house.

And up until two days ago, the better antique signs were right there, and they're gone.

Just in time for my court appearance, the signs have gone missing from under my house.

It's the six-hour drive to Longinui, a small town in the middle of nowhere.

This is where Gillian filed her legal papers, so it's where I have to go.

As I wait outside court, a figure appears.

It's the man I've been learning so much about, the clamper, the prince, the yacht thief, Michael Organ.

He's not the disheveled man I saw clamping cars.

He's now in a velvet suit and deadly serious.

Arguing the signs I took weren't rubbish but precious and valuable.

He talks for hours.

He's incredibly comfortable in the courtroom.

And despite not being a lawyer, he absolutely wipes the floor with me.

Because those signs vanished into thin air, I can't give them back.

And so I lose the case.

And I'm ordered to pay nearly $3,000 for these.

Thank you, Anna.

Thanks, bye.

It is, bye.

It's going to be hard to beat that.

Hi, Mike. Good morning.

Yeah, hi. My name is Michael Organ, and I'm a director of Fashion and Antiques.

So Michael's a director at Gillian's now non-existent antique store.

And he's back on talkback radio gloating that he beat me.

And he's just clamping the clamping of people's wheels.

Yeah.

And the regurgitation of the $700, which was ascribed to us by a day of barrier, it never happened.

We've actually filed a legal proceeding against barrier, which we won.

He hasn't reported on that.

Now in that case, barrier had made assertions about certain maps.

Now because this is before the courts, and it's...

No, no.

Well, can we just get away from...

Hey, Mike, can we just get away from David Ferry?

You want to talk about clamping in general?

Yes.

Yes, I'm going to say it's no longer before the courts.

We won.

I stay in town for a few days to try and figure out what this unlikely pair is doing together.

When Gillian moved to the small town, she bought this beautiful old bank building.

But who's got the keys?

Michael Orgin.

Where he goes, she follows.

At this point, it's clear to me that the clamper she once denied knowing is deep.

Knowing is deeply involved in her life.

I need answers.

So I invite him to my hotel to talk.

For the last year, he's refused to speak to me.

That courtroom was the first time I'd met him, and all I got was animosity.

I figure there's no way he'll turn up.

But then...

I meet Prince Organsky.

As I head my hair collared the morning and the guy said, I'll do.

I'll do your beard, and I've never had a dumberful.

And he left all this residue, which is visible.

So, if you want to save me, I find you embarrassed.

Don't come in on my phone.

I'll take it in this tiny room and photo.

Oh, thinking of bloody feigned.

No, it's fine.

So what's going to happen? This is Danny. He works on sound.

Anyway, when this was Gillian, Danny, Gillian.

I still don't want to cut my hair.

It actually popped me off.

Because he did something, I don't want him to do.

That's charging us off.

Now, this is your chair, Gillian.

It was my site.

Already had a headache, and the smell of the chemicals you wanted to have.

If you wanted to have a face, I'd just do that.

There's tons over here.

This is a radio mic.

I just want to take cut, because the camera is going to have Michael there.

How did you two meet?

How did you come into each other's lives?

Are you both married? What's your relationship?

That's private, David.

You don't have much of an investigate of journalists if you don't or it.

Is this a rhetorical question?

You'd know.

So I thought I'd ask you directly.

Is this not a well?

We're going to say that's private.

I thought it would be a straightforward yes or no.

So what I'd like to cover here is...

Well, there's one thing.

There's nothing more, some of someone is controlling the nearest,

trying to control the nearest of when you're the person who should be doing it.

You have a particular reason to trust me.

But there are things that you may not realise fully the ramifications,

because I'm not telling you everything that I know and have evidence of.

I'm not telling you that, because you don't need to know it yet.

David, do you know this?

This was in the front of a tribunal or court of law,

or just a debate and so much that people had to make and assessment on point of fact.

There's not one thing that you've asserted, not one thing that would stand up.

And I'm not just talking about you couldn't prove it.

I could actually prove, beyond all reasonable doubt, that that assertion was false.

Because there's a difference between you not being able to prove something as true

and me being able to prove that it's false.

Why do you think I've got everything wrong?

No, you didn't get anything wrong, David.

You knew right from the start what you were doing.

You don't know all the facts, but you knew what you were doing.

But what does that make you think of me?

I just socketed it objectively, and Gillian's laugh.

Who says?

I've described you as a reptile for people.

It's a reptile, is that fair?

But it's such a shame because you probably would have been quite an interesting person

to know if you were such a cunt.

Your life's quite carried, actually, and it's quite extraordinary.

It must be quite extraordinary having Michael around.

Well, he is a genius.

Yeah.

I'm not joking.

Does he grow on you over time?

Sorry?

Does he grow on you over time?

Oh!

He's an absolute genius, and to be highly respected in every way, he has an extraordinary talent.

I'm just telling David that you're a genius, that's all.

Oh, no, that's just don't get into that stuff, Gillian.

What's your life been like since Michael's come into your life?

Michael has enriched my life immensely.

Oh, that sounds lovely.

Well, he's a very caring person, he is very, very kind to animals, and he's very kind to people.

Anyway, well, look, you've got to be taking off with your microphone.

Well, it's quite interesting because I mean, David's 37, I'm 67.

So it's a 30-year age care.

Yeah, there is.

I mean, that's quite a big age gap, really, isn't it?

Do you have any life advice for me?

I've got a bit to go as to you.

What would be your main thing?

What would be your takeaway for me as a sprightly 37-year-old?

Well, I think you already know.

Willows never give up.

And happiness is a place to come from, not to get to.

No, Gillian.

Well, thanks for meeting with me.

I know you mind it a little, you know, it's all very well-being jocular, but this is actually

the man who's helped fuel the fires of, in some cases, hatred.

You know, and you must take responsibility.

I'm not being necessarily duped to fault with anything.

But anyway, it's an eye opener for you in a few days.

It is.

Okay.

And I'll be safe out there.

Fuck it out.

Oh, shit.

What happened?

I don't know.

He's such an odd...

He's likable when he wants to be like, he's funny.

He's like a real funny fucker.

And Gillian's quite funny as well.

It's just a very different situation towards what you expect, but I don't know what I expected

with him, really.

I don't know.

I don't know what has happened.

This whole situation just doesn't make sense to me.

The ex-con clamber has embedded himself in Gillian's life.

And while neither of them wants to clarify anything, they seem perfectly happy.

Maybe I'm the problem, blowing all things out of proportion.

Annoyed, I just paid this man nearly $3,000.

People might talk but they're frightened.

I think the thing is, you can't use my name because he's taken part of terrible things.

He's a very dangerous man.

Over the next few months, I talk to over 30 of Gillian's friends.

And they're all terrified of Michael.

He can be a treating individual and I think you'll probably find some people a bit reluctant

to say much because I think he has been a bit scary to a few people.

I just always had your name to call.

OK, no, I'm sorry.

Don't quote me on anything.

New Zealand is a small place and they think if they talk to me, he'll come after them.

Only one person agrees to go on the record, Gillian's son.

He's just in your ear.

He's like the little devil on his shoulder.

He's just churns all out.

He managed to just drive a wedge between all the close friends, slowly tipping away.

More or less just scared them to a point where they didn't want to come in the door.

When Michael Orgen got out of prison, he filed for bankruptcy.

It was October of 2007.

Do you remember when Michael did turn up on the scene?

It was October 2007.

I remember it quite vividly.

I walked into the shop and he was this character sitting there, eating lunch with Mum.

And I felt this, as you do, I just sort of almost walked into it.

An aura.

And she just popped it off.

He's harmless.

He's just coming in for lunch every day of the week and it's quite clever and he's really good at antiques

and he knows his stuff and I'm really enjoying the conversation with them.

It was sort of really the initial meeting and I just felt straight away this aura that was totally really creepy and evil.

I wonder why no one tried to get rid of Michael.

But here's the thing. They did.

I've done it twice. Twice I've actually formally trespassed them, packed all his belongings into boxes

and delivered it to wherever he was residing at the time.

And so where did he go and live in that time?

And I believe that's probably thinking about it now is probably around the time of the winter.

Those guys, instead of being beaten and abused and poor me, where was me, help?

We've obviously got into a conversation about homophobia or whatever it was.

And I had relayed the story of my growing up in a homophobic family.

And then a little while later, his story matched mine.

But it was aimed at Jillian Bashford.

I get treated like every day. I get homophobic comments and she beats me and she hits me.

The story resonated with me so much that I thought, oh, if there's any truth to that whatsoever, then I've got to help out.

And a couple of days after he'd moved on, I thought, oh my God, this is trouble.

It was a very weird, out-of-body experience.

I couldn't make huge tales of it. It was frightening.

He had this sort of control and hold over you.

And you found yourself doing all these things and putting up with various things.

But yeah, I didn't know how to handle it.

I didn't know how to get rid of them. It was like this pussy thing on you that won't go away.

A fairly desperate kind of situation that you're stuck in.

Yeah, yeah. I mean, I was pretty suicidal at the time anyway.

And that just sort of was pulling me over the edge because I just thought, this is what crazy world have I landed in here.

I mean, there were a few attempts that I shouldn't have survived.

And I wondered why when I did survive it, I was very angry about that.

I thought, no, I can't keep waking up unless we're old. I don't want to be a part of this.

So you've been a pretty terrible way around him and you just have no nothing, not how are you going?

No, never got a hello, how are you? Can I make your cup of tea? Are you okay?

And then I was just the man's servant.

Well, I mean, when he was obvious, when you were traumatized by that, I mean, you were almost, you were the one who was being dead.

Where was he? What was he doing?

Well, telling us stories, I don't know.

Yeah, but he's in the house with you.

Yeah, yeah.

Just ordering me around, getting me out of bed.

He had to be driving down Poncepe Road, and there was the van coming towards me, and I thought, this must be mum.

Sure enough, it was two weeks later, and there he was.

And the van wangled his way back in.

I think once organ latches on, he doesn't let go.

It's why he thrived clamping cars.

It was never about the money.

It was about physically trapping people so he could torment them for hours.

I don't believe Gillian ever wanted her signs back.

I believe it was Michael who wanted me and caught.

And thanks to that case, he's got my number.

One of your colleagues turned up and provided Gillian and I with a key to your property.

Sorry?

Whoa, who, I'm curious who.

I was going to tell you that at this stage.

I was just saying you've got a key to my house.

It's a male.

Yeah, it gave me and Gillian a key to your property, which we still have.

How come?

Because maybe it's a little bit like me, David, as you can't trust all the people around you.

The people who you think, that you allow into your circle, a trustworthy enough for you to confide on,

and yet they turn up to me who has never met before and give me a key to your home.

That does seem quite weird.

I mean, I'd prefer you didn't have a key to my house.

Well, you don't need to worry.

I'm telling you because I've got nothing to hide.

So, yeah.

Well, it's right.

I don't know what the point of any of it is.

Like, if he has a key for my house, it's like...

It doesn't give you a house that's very bizarre.

Like, the story is so light, it's so...

But what he's done is now made me think, Holy shit, who do I know has turned on me?

And if it is my key, then he's either fucking stolen it somehow, which makes me sound crazy.

Like, if I told anyone this, if that key opens my house, if I explain the situation to anyone,

it makes me sound like I've lost the plot, because it makes no sense.

Or, I spend the rest of my life now looking at every friend and every crew member going,

who gave Michael Logan my key.

Well, don't actually look happy, because we should be quite stern in front of Mr Fairer,

and so drawing how terrible he's been towards us.

Oh, are you going to film him?

I've got a hope and sort of...

Okay.

So, explain to me what is going on now, because this is an odd scene.

As we discussed earlier, no doubt, you record old.

This was a key that was governed to Jillian and I about three months after we vacated Ponsonby.

It's super weird, I'll admit that.

Will you trigger that scene?

And you've triggered it in our life, because this man came into our life, because of you,

personally, and because of what should publish.

Why did you tell me about this?

Because it tied him with some of the things that you were saying in our conversation,

an hour or so ago, that sometimes people, when you know them, or they get close to you,

or in your circle, throughout the people you know, may actually be...

I don't use the term walls and sheets, but that's what they can actually be.

You know, they can even sit there, they can eat your food, they can sit at a table,

and you share your wine, they can smile when they greet you, they can...

All those things...

These people are amongst us.

There is that side to some people.

Just don't know why anyone would want you in the house,

or to give you the opportunity to come into my house.

It's just a weird thing.

Well, I think I know.

Super weird.

Why?

What?

I don't want to document tree that I do. I mean, and the thing is,

you haven't played ball, and you've been printing bloody twaddle for years.

Okay.

Well, I thanks for giving Mikey back to me, and I appreciate that.

Yeah.

Thank you.

And are you okay, Gillian?

I'm doing well.

Of course.

I'm doing well.

Yeah.

Knowing what I know about organ, I worry about Gillian.

And now I'm worried that Mikey Logan somehow has a key to my house.

I don't know.

It looks like you're okay.

Yeah, it does.

He does look a lot like Mikey.

I think he does have the key to my house.

I just don't know how it fits in with the story at all.

What the fuck is going on?

Back at my house, away from Michael Organ, I try the key.

Fuck.

Michael knows I'm making a film about him, and I think he wants to be a part of it.

I wasn't expecting to be in this position, but I figured that if I spend enough time

with him, he'll show some cracks.

So me and Michael, well, we start to hang out.

Don't film inside, guys.

We're just kidding you, we're not...

Well, what?

You don't want to quit your actual place, so he...

I will call you.

Okay, well, despite inviting me and my crew in, he's hot and cold about us filming.

He seems to enjoy the power he has over me.

You see, he's filming and...

Yeah, but we're bringing it down.

I am out of interest.

I don't want to control your editing of it, but I'd love to see what...

Because you can play it back on the screen.

Just show me a few weeks here.

I'm curious.

He's being filmed, but he also loves it.

To the key.

I'm not going to tell you at this stage about the key.

Will you tell me at some point?

Because I think that's like a bit of a...

I think that's like a bit of a...

Because no, it's not a game because the person who provided that key would expect confidentiality.

It wasn't promised that they'd expect it, and they're not the kinds of people you want to cross.

He refuses to expand on why he's got my key.

Or say anything, really.

He avoids naming anyone.

Or being specific.

Are you a monarchist, David?

I'm not particularly known, to be honest.

Are you a rival?

I'm a leaf tender.

I'm a fended.

Damn.

Okay.

Yeah, we'll do this one here.

Well, you can't escape, you see.

Thank you.

Thank you, Michael.

No boys in the news.

Just... Oh, don't imply such things. I'm not into that.

Cheers.

Without being snobby, I'm proud of my ancestry.

These crown charters and much my ancestors are referred to as nobles.

We're talking about from the earliest days of the Norman Conquest.

And then things like the sheriff's of London.

Keeper of the seas.

In the medieval period.

And I'm actually proud of that.

And there's more stuff besides.

It's really hard just listening and nodding to Michael.

Taking in his insufferable topics like his disproven noble lineage.

For my own sanity, I try and steer the conversation towards things I actually want to know about.

I've never taken anyone to court myself.

You've taken, I think, more people to court than I have.

And I think you're quite good.

From what I can tell, I was looking through cases that you're quite formidable and quite good at it.

Is that a vehicle?

I'll only take, I only want to get involved in legal action as a last or close to last resort.

Because you can be represent yourself for your case as best as possible.

But you then, it's the vagaries of whoever's hearing the case.

It's amazing how much things come into play that really shouldn't.

No one knows this more than the people who end up in court with him.

They all talk about the wild story's organ spins.

His defense to even the simplest of allegations taking on fantastical twists and turns.

He knows his shit, including how to filibuster a pretty direct.

You stole that stuff from me, can I have it back?

And turning that into an international espionage, like deep plot.

He went into this big long parade about how the Russians and Norwegians were fighting over the rights to drilling in the North Sea.

And that, due to my family context and studies, I was obviously spying on behalf of, I don't know, one of these two great whale giants.

So that kind of took up most of the hearings, to be honest.

And he was pontificating, like he was in the fucking Supreme Court.

And he just wasted the court's time, basically.

We can laugh at it now, but in the moment, he's dared to intimidate you.

My friend who went to court with me, he actually left half way through.

He asked, can I go? I'm scared of this guy.

And I was like, yeah, totally, I understand. He's scaring the shit out of me too.

If you're in that position, you can't be cowardly. You can't falter.

And you've got to be on your toes as best as possible.

I mean, especially if people are lying through their teeth.

You'd be a good lawyer in another life, because you're good at this stuff.

Like you were good in that tribunal. I didn't, you know, you were...

If I'd represented myself in the OK, so I would never have been convicted, I wouldn't have got power space won.

Yeah.

So if you don't have your time again, you'd represent yourself. Absolutely.

Yeah.

I'm reminded of those emails coming from Gillian's account years ago,

the one signed off from a supposed lawyer, M.D.A. Organ, the man sitting in front of me now.

But according to him, he never wrote those legal threats.

You ran with that. I know who did it. Gillian knows who did it.

It wasn't me. It wasn't who. It wasn't done where they are consented.

You may have an inkling who it is, but that...

No, I don't know.

...I'll disclose later.

I'm just frustrated with him.

Frustrated with this process, frustrated with him not giving him a thing.

It's just a pointless exercise in talking to him. Like he can't crack him.

He sort of dodges around everything.

Just a lot of time in assuming I could out him in some way or show what he's like,

but he's better than me.

One thing he keeps coming back to is me.

Me and the articles I wrote about clamping when this whole thing started.

The more you reported it, the more people were parking there.

And they all, every one of them made reference to your articles.

Every single one.

Whenever he calls me about this, it's at least an hour on the phone.

There was something about those articles in the way.

We threw social media that it became sporting for people.

It got very, very strange.

But that's the way it happened.

Most people would think, oh God, I'm not going to pass it.

But it was literally, literally.

And I really wish we had more...

Yeah, not me.

Do you think we had to go through walking that more?

Do you see what he takes for?

In the last pit, as time went through with them.

I'll meet him soon.

We used to leave a lot of people.

It was weird conversation.

And then the next time I see him, I get this.

Let's walk out.

Oh, shit.

God.

How dare you?

You're an absolute maniac.

Michael.

You're an absolute maniac.

It's destabilizing.

As I don't know what version of Michael I'm going to get.

Three of us were in our pajamas.

And we're arguing over this receipt.

And he followed me down to my bedroom.

And he challenged me in the head six times.

So, yeah.

I ended up leaving as most flatmates with a police phone call.

So, in my case, he apparently went straight down to the bathroom.

And there was not a mark on him.

One of the flatmates even told the police that he came out of the bathroom

and suddenly had scratches on his face.

He'd actually gone to the bathroom and scratched his own face

to say to the police that I had assaulted him.

But at that time, I had blatantly chewed nails from the anxiety

living with him.

And I said, it's not freaking possible.

And you're moving house at three o'clock in the morning.

Get everything out on your trailer and everything.

The next old neighbor who's a registered teacher comes out

and who dressed in gowns says, Jesus Christ,

when are they going to put him away?

And I know.

Michael's clearly capable of physical violence.

And yet he simply denies it all.

There is not one piece of footage substantiating any allegations

of threats or a threatening behavior from me.

There is no...

I've seen you driving a van and trapping young females in their car park.

It's extremely threatening.

No, it's not.

The vehicle's had a wheeled vampire.

Yeah, you've been extremely threatening to people

and I've seen the video and I've heard the stories

and I'm going to believe 20 people that talk to me

about their interactions they had over what you're telling me.

I don't know why I would believe you were to them.

You have not seen any footage of me threatening anyone

because it never happened.

So that's how I know you are lying.

Because it never happened.

It's a fact that they cannot be for the job.

I'm talking about your mannerisms and you trapping people

in with your van.

David, if you want to get some copy which you're getting now,

be grateful for it and listen to what I'm telling you because it's fact.

Whatever the current version of reality is spilling out of his mouth,

that is the current reality that he lives in and he expects us to all accept.

And pushing back against that reality doesn't really do that much

because it's like you're not even there.

It's fact.

Yeah, I feel wound up by him every dose I have of him,

which is about, say, three hours at a time.

Living with him, like Simon has, and like Paul did,

and like Gillian has for a very long time, I couldn't even imagine that.

It's not too long a day now.

Do you know where everything is?

Yeah.

We've sort of photographed memories that have helped.

No, I don't have a photograph of me, Marie.

I've just got a good memory.

People with photographs that memories tend to be quite thick.

Oh, really?

One of those people I had really addicted to

because he had said and four of them,

that this is verbatim Jesus Christ,

was a sex pest with twelve boyfriends.

Do you know who I'm talking about?

No, I don't know.

If he'd said Muhammad...

Yeah, I would actually prefer if you didn't actually make that.

Yeah, I just tell you that.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, just...

Just so you don't deserve that, because I'm just going to be there as a vice.

You just don't want to go there.

Oh, goodness.

So I don't know, I'm just saying to you, don't, for your own personal safety,

as you're recording this, you make sure that that's exempt because I don't want that kind of thing being said

because it'll take the wrong person and you'll end up...

You just don't want to go there, okay, because there are people out there who could manipulate that comment

that you just made.

Just trust me, don't even make any reference to it.

You're not even meant to say the name without a certain preamble.

OK, which you didn't do, and you'll get some opportunity to come and keep.

No, no, no, no, no.

Don't. In the context of what we're talking about, please.

You know, that you just don't want to go there.

Because, yeah, he's impossible. Like, he's absolutely impossible.

And he'll keep being fine. Like, he'll keep drifting through life doing this,

and it kind of works for him.

He's got more money than I have.

He's done pretty well.

So, yeah, that'll do for the day.

So, it's 12.20 a.m.

And I'm lying awake thinking about Michael Organ.

Fucking Michael Organ.

There's a gap in my blinds, and I keep thinking he's going to be, um...

Like, when I open my eyes, I'll see him staring back at me here again.

I know Michael had my key,

and I know somebody crept around to take those signs from the back of my house.

I know he's capable of stuff like this,

as I find more and more cases of people Michael's gone after.

This is so much.

It gives me a headache just thinking about the number of things to chase.

So, everyone you talk to mentions about five other people's names,

and says,

you have to talk to them.

And it's like,

just like, get anxiety just thinking about it.

Hey, Michael, I'm good.

How are you doing?

Spending time with Michael as a paradox.

On one hand, it's intriguing and fascinating.

But at the same time, his stories are so complex and impenetrable,

I feel like I'm getting a lobotomy.

Everyone I've met talks about this side to him.

He wears you down by talking for hours on end about absolutely nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

You pay a soul tax every minute you spend with Michael Organ.

And when those minutes turn into days and weeks, months and years,

well, that soul tax adds up.

As a filmmaker, I'm used to finding amazing subjects,

but this is the opposite.

Michael Organ is a black hole, and I'll fall in and.

Because I, like, why, he's, he's...

He's what?

Well, I just, I don't know what to do with him.

He's, like, a void.

Like, he...

And I don't know how to express this.

Like, I don't know how to, like, I don't know.

I don't quite understand why he winds me up so much.

Like, I can spend time with, like, a lot of dimwits

and, like, a lot of people that are boring,

but it's like, I can't be in the room with him.

I'm trapped.

It's a weird situation for me, because I'm trapped with him.

Like, if I was in a friendship with him or something,

or he was a flatmate, like, these other people that encountered him,

I just leave and get on with my life,

but I'm literally trapped with him.

Because I have to...

Because I have to make a film, right?

So there's no out.

Except to spend more time with them until something magically happens.

Yeah.

Well, it's... I feel stupid being so round up about it.

But it's like...

It's what, um...

It's like a few people have talked to me about this.

They're like, you think it's going to be interesting,

and it's just, like, so boring that drives you insane.

And it's like, I've kind of fucked up in...

Like, I feel like I fucked up in, like, pitching the film in the first place,

because it's so...

Like, it's so obvious there's nothing there.

It's like, he's a fuckwit who bores people to death

until they, like, jump off a building.

But now I'm in his world.

He just keeps calling me.

And he's back to the yacht case,

the one big court case he's lost,

his downfall.

Who was your lawyer in that case again?

Um...

Yeah, I think, look, I think you're going to have to do an awful lot of fact,

thinking with Michael,

if you're going to do some sort of documentary.

Um...

Yeah.

So, is he got some sort of disorder,

or is he just a bit out there,

or what do you think his deal is?

Because I've been spending a lot of time with him,

and I cannot make heads or tails of what's going on in his brain.

You know, I'm not a psychologist, but he's, um...

Yeah, Michael, I mean, Michael's down from, uh,

he's struggling, yeah,

so I'm quite a wealthy dude.

Michael was sort of like,

like, hound in the family.

That was far, that was always a little bit bullish with him.

But, um...

But, uh, I think he's,

once he started getting charged with criminal fixes

and the whole thing ended up in his newspapers

with, uh, the title on the website,

stuff like this.

But I, uh, I think the family's relationship sort of...

Um, uh...

I guess his father, in particular,

probably brings him away a little bit,

and some are so soft.

And...

and...

brothers...

are falling at the...

So, Michael's brother is a real lawyer.

Dean Organ.

I'd actually contacted him when I was trying to find the fake lawyer,

the mysterious M.D.A. Organ.

Back then, Dean hadn't been forthcoming.

And all he said was,

saying,

don't know anything about this.

It would have been nice if he'd said,

that's my brother.

Now I know his family,

maybe he can provide some insight.

I drive to his office,

which appears to be just his house.

Oh, hey, Dean.

I'm David.

Are you recording me?

Yeah.

Well, I'd rather not talk to people who turn up with my door recording.

What's this about?

Okay, I can...

I'm...

been looking into your brother, Michael, for some time.

I just, I just said,

I'd rather not talk to people who I don't know who turn up to my door.

Yeah, no, I understood.

Yeah, understood.

Could you leave the property place?

Yeah, I definitely don't want to create any angst.

I'm trying to know who you are.

Yeah.

I'm not terribly impressed, but...

No, I certainly don't mean...

I certainly...

No, no, because what I'm trying to do is try and figure out...

Figure out what?

I'm trying to learn about who Michael is,

because the effect Michael's had on people over the years is what I'm interested in.

No idea what you're talking about.

Okay.

And I'm saying that maybe if you operate a little bit differently,

people would be more inclined to talk to you.

Yeah, I'm with you.

Well, journalists, right?

Yeah.

Well, when I emailed you as a journalist,

I guess my issue was I emailed you saying,

you know, there's an organ that's saying he's a lawyer.

Is this you?

And I guess what would be so helpful at that point

when I'm looking into something is for you to go,

it's not me, but it's my brother and maybe just be wary or something.

I don't know.

It was just...

Well, that's your friend.

And you're on top of that idea.

But at the end of the day, as I say,

I'm not a person who would be a hurry to talk to anybody,

a stranger about anything to do with family.

Hello.

Oh, hi. Is that Albert?

Speaking.

Oh, hey. It's my name's David Ferrier.

I'm a documentary filmmaker based in New Zealand.

How are you?

Fine. Thank you.

Good.

It's a bit of an obscure phone call to get out of the blue,

but I'm making a documentary about Michael Organ.

That I'll do. Thank you.

You don't... I'm just trying to figure...

Oh, thank God. I know your name and I know your reputation.

I'll leave it at that. Don't find here again. Thank you.

I just want to try and figure out why your son is doing what he's doing.

All right. I guess that's a no from the parents.

It's about his brother Michael. It's a weird one.

I'm the guy that was... I'm David.

I was writing about him a little bit.

Yeah, I don't really know.

I really don't think he's going to be interested in...

No, no. And that's totally valid and fair.

And I just wanted to reach out.

And I know it's...

So, yeah, if you could just hold back from the family,

because it's...

Okay.

Yeah, it's not...

It's not a good thing to be probing into with our family.

It's a good thing.

Yeah, she just felt...

It didn't feel...

I think she was different to Dean.

She was more like just paying by it.

Like she was just like, oh, I'll make this go away.

It was kind of her vibe and not necessarily to protect the family,

but just like kind of got the vibe that Michael had been a real fucking asshole or something.

She just felt a bit more damaged.

She didn't feel like she was being devious.

Um...

Like Dean was just straight up making me the bad guy.

There was none of that from Paris.

She was just like, I think like, oh, this is just awful.

You should leave it.

Yeah.

I'm just going to take this to the concert.

It's not a concert.

It's a concert.

I can't.

I can hear you.

It's a council related meeting, so we can't...

Oh, I'll call it after two.

Okay, I'll call you back after two.

Um, so if Michael is in a council meeting till two,

that means Jillian might be home on her own, so I think it's worth just going over

and seeing if I can talk to her without Michael there,

which would be like a gift.

I think that's it.

Is that the front door?

I guess it is.

Hello.

What does he need?

No one home.

Hey, Michael.

He might want to film me doing something moving over that.

Okay.

Because I didn't trust you before, I was going to serve you at the last eight years,

I should.

Oh, so this is a trespass notice for your house.

Okay.

Wanted to go and catch up, Jillian.

But no one was home, so we left.

You're actually crossing the line.

You've proved your excuses that you're giving us the right to reply.

My reply to you is you can get fucked.

Okay.

You know what we've been filming this documentary with you?

You are quite prepared.

And you've been very hot and cold on it.

You are quite prepared.

And this is a cold bit.

You are quite prepared to override more by committing conversion.

As the court said,

I find it really hard to trust anything you tell me.

I'm not an trusted David.

Because you're not interested in the truth.

It's a challenge because of the shame that you must lead Parliament.

I didn't miss lead Parliament.

You must lead Parliament.

I've got you on camera saying you were charging $760 to remove a clamp.

I've got footage of you saying that.

You've been continuously telling me that you never said it.

That was on for a clamp.

That was for two clamps.

Oh, goes for two clamps.

Not one clamp, but two.

Yeah, exactly.

Okay.

It's like, I know you stole that yacht.

Like, I know.

Well, I did it.

Those signatures were forged.

I know you removed the yacht.

Like, that's a fact.

Adams?

Like, you stole that yacht.

Like, that's just a fact.

And so, when you're continuously calling in...

No, I did it.

David.

It was you, Michael.

It was you.

You can say it as much as there's...

You like it's supposition.

That's a good choice.

I think you go through life creating your own version of reality.

Unless you are calling Jillian a liar.

Jillian.

And still talking about you.

Before we part ways, do you want to have a coffee with just a casual coffee and a relax?

Oh, yeah.

That's fine.

Let's just have a nice coffee.

What sort of coffee would you like?

Probably an Irish one after this, but...

Ah, chill.

Excuse me just for a moment.

No, get in there.

Are they, Michael, speaking?

How did you meet, Mike?

Helen?

How did you meet, Michael?

Yes.

Michael was a customer, a client, that came in to buy antiques and the...

Right.

...in the store.

Sorry, good.

Sorry.

I'm actually...

Would I be able to...

What was your first impression?

Was that okay?

Although he was very knowledgeable.

Thank you.

Very informed by him.

Did you ever lie, Michael, about anything?

That, um...

...is not relevant, nor is it your business.

It's pretty relevant.

I would say that that would be a...

No, it's pretty relevant.

You're calling other people liars.

Call me a liar.

You've put a lot of other people liars.

No, I said you've been dishonest and that you've hidden the truth from people.

Yeah.

Yeah, I don't know. It's just...

I just see you accuse a lot of other people, a lot of things.

Oh, if someone testifies Falsi in court, then they're a bloody liar.

Right.

But you didn't see evil.

In what context?

Just in life.

Yeah.

As I said to you, I'm not answering that.

It's none of your business.

If I'm totally honest with you, Michael...

You're sounding like you're a little bit peaked.

I find it, like...

It's frustrating...

...spending all this time with you because you do...

...continuously...

...lie...

...about everything.

No.

And I mean everything.

And it's a really...

I haven't been around someone like you before that does...

So, what are you wanting me to do?

Are you wanting me to say I stole a yacht when I didn't steal a yacht?

Is there anything else, Gillian, you wanted to add...

To any of this discussion?

I can't think.

Really?

Can I ever talk to you just on your own, just to eat your take on everything?

Well, not at the moment, I can't.

Because I feel I've talked to Michael a lot, but I'd love to talk to you at some point.

If you're open to that.

Not at the moment, not today.

It's been too much today.

If you want to do some time, that would be really neat.

I've heard from a lot of people that you have come into contact with over the years...

...that you have moved in on in a fairly systematic way...

...to sort of ingratiate yourself into their lives.

And I think you've left people behind who are incredibly damaged.

Oh, what a load of rubbish.

Who is people?

It's absolute.

What a load.

Rubbish.

Absolute rubbish.

Someone like Brent Lewis, do you know Brent Lewis?

He owned a bookstore in a stromo box.

He was a very good friend of ours.

The thing about Brent is, he was just a bit mad.

You know what I mean?

In a nice way, not for crazy, slightly crazy, but not enough.

I mean, he didn't have any bone in his body.

Yeah, right, right, right, right. I'm with you.

And it also transpired in latter life that he was gay.

And he didn't try to hide it. He came out, you know, just basically had nobody to hide it from.

But it didn't mean that he had a soft spot for younger men around the shop.

Right, right, right.

He had a little circle of people, young guys, that were interested in poetry.

And it was almost like he was running a little poetry club up there, you know.

Yeah, yeah, I'm with you.

Does that sort of open us to sharing ideas, poetry and things like that, with younger men,

that allowed Morgan to get a foot in the door at Master Remo?

Right, so that's a remet organ.

Yeah, yeah.

The story, as I recall it, was that Brent had been given,

I think it was a model yacht to put on display in the shop window.

And Michael Organ then had taken a complaint to the police that Brent had stolen it.

Now, I know Brent, Brent didn't steal anything, you know.

He was totally honest, and it was causing him real anxiety.

I think Michael Organ, he accused him of stealing some model boat,

who arose out of something as simple as that,

and he accused Brent and he worked on him psychologically.

He was very fearful of him. He was fearful.

He thought that he would cause him some harm,

get it at him some way and cause him harm.

It's really all I can say about it, I think.

Was there anything any friends could do around him?

Like, what was your take that you could sort of do, you know,

because it's hard to know how to deal with someone when they're scared of something

and you don't really know whether that's valid or not?

Well, it was had to be valid because he felt it.

I just remember the haunted look in Brent's eyes when he talked about this.

Nothing like this had happened to him before.

He was on medication to deal with it.

But for reasons that we don't clearly understand one night,

remember it back in 2009, I'd seen him just a week earlier,

he was staying in a flat on Simon Street on the seventh floor

and he went on to the balcony and jumped off.

And that's how he lost his life.

I remember sadly looking at the hollow in the ground,

it had been left by the impact of his body when he jumped.

And just the overwhelming feeling, Brent, what was in your head

that things had become so bad that you thought you had to do this?

Now, in his bookshop, coming into his bookshop, there was this,

I won't name names, we know who he is.

Those who were round the bookshop know who he was.

He was a demonic character and he wore Brent down.

He could not deal with it, he could not face up to that kind of mental cruelty.

And he thought and believed that the fellow was praying on him.

Watching Orgen being talked about at Brent's funeral is surreal,

this whole story I've just been told is surreal.

That Orgen accused Brent of the crime he himself had carried out,

stealing a yacht.

It seems almost poetic in a way, but it's not poetic, it's horrible.

And I just think it's to do with Michael Orgen's psychological interest

in manipulating Brent because he saw him as a ready victim.

And he got into Brent's mind and her degree dominated him.

The Germans have that term, you know, dark mind that people get a satisfaction

from spreading misery or seeing somebody in some form of what they see as crisis

or something awful.

Suddenly, all the conversations I've had with Michael start to make sense.

Sometimes people when you know the poor they get close to you

or in your circle through other people you know

may actually be, I don't use the term walls and sheets below

and that's what they can actually be.

They can even suck here, they can eat your food, they can sort of attain

when you share your wine.

They can smile when they greet you, they can almost...

These people are about this.

There is that size to some people.

For years, I've been trying to get Michael Orgen to tell me

who's behind all the crazy stuff I've been discovering.

And I to the stage do not know what the name of that man is,

but if I was lined up, I could kick him out of any crowd.

If I told you what the person looked like and how he spoke,

then you would be able to ascertain who it was, I would think.

Of course I could, because I think they're all him.

It's my theory that anyone Michael doesn't name is himself.

The person who provided that key would accept confidentiality.

It wasn't promised that they'd expect it,

and they're not the kinds of people you run across.

He knew who stole my key the same way he knew who sent those legal threats

from Gillian's email account.

You may have an inkling who it is, but that...

No, I don't know.

I'll just buy his life.

And Michael gets very specific,

telling me the person who set a map spelt his name wrong.

A tell with it was that what was written...

One of the things that was written, someone spelt my name wrong.

I think they put E-A-E-L instead of A-E-L.

But Michael's been signing his own name like this for decades.

And of course Michael Organ had told me he knew who'd harassed Brent Lewis.

It was someone who sounded very familiar.

And it was very strange because there was a lawyer.

All I remember is he said it was why I never had his name.

And he started becoming involved in doing this weird stuff with Brent.

And when I first saw him he was quite disheveled,

and not that always can't be disheveled,

but I thought, is this guy actually a lawyer?

And I thought at the time he's seen very dodgy.

So who was this guy?

The Chicago guy.

I don't know his name.

Never knew his name.

Even in our very last meeting he started making allegations about someone else.

The police referred to him as predatory.

So as soon as I heard that I thought, that's it.

We don't do predatory.

I wonder who we're talking about,

because you and I know we both know who we're talking about.

I've got a suspicion of who we're talking about.

Yes.

I thought all my time with Michael had been wasted, that I'd learnt nothing.

But the truth is, Michael had been telling me about himself from the first day I met him.

He's a man almost attached from his own body, occupying this unique place in society.

Free from consequence, free from the law, free to do whatever he wants to people.

I've been trespassed from all Michael's properties now.

Well, his and Jillian's.

The house, the bank.

It's all off limits.

But there's one place I can go, another place Michael lived, up until a few months ago.

While I'll never understand Michael's mind, maybe this place will provide answers.

King's seat was an old psychiatric hospital, originally opening back in 1932.

Patients would later complain of abuse, tiny locked rooms, dead bolts on the doors, physical and mental torture.

It shut down in 1999, but some people still choose to live out here, cheap rent, sprawling grounds.

Michael lived in one of the old psychiatric wards.

I wonder what he left behind.

Who he left behind.

Yeah, well, see, he had most of this whole interior of the villa to himself, because he was the head tenet.

So he was letting out rooms to people, getting them into rent and that.

So this was sort of where the four eras, this is all, it's a big place.

Yeah, although they had a lot of people here at once, they had fifty to a hundred people, they'd bring them in here when they were running the mental hospital.

So where was his old, where was his room?

This is upstairs, look upstairs and have a look.

I'll show you where his head is bedroom and their kitchen and their lounge and that sort of thing.

But he used to like to spend most of his time dwelling around other people's areas.

Being a parasite, he would come into their area.

I've been tidied up a lot, he's a bloody mess of a pigsty head.

Yeah.

Yeah, he poisoned me off, he left me angry and crazy in the head.

And that's what, that's his trademark.

You know, soften the map, poison them off and shoot them down in flames.

And what do you mean by poisoning people off?

What he does, he tries to get inside their head and psycho dysfunctionalise them, muck them up and dull them down and try and give them, you know, stun them and turn them into a zombie and then dig deep.

See, I've been filming with him over the last couple of years and I've been feeling elements of that.

Like it's hard to explain to people why you get that way, but it's like he does it.

And that's what he does, he just victimises people, that's all he's all about, just crushes and chews and shits on people as he goes basically.

He wanted me to go and move down to Wonga Nui with him.

And to him?

He was trying to talk me into leaving here and going and moving with him to Wonga Nui.

I thought he might as a jump out the bloody window, he'd better off.

Hopefully he'd break your legs or your neck and he'd be dead, rather than go with him.

He didn't end up dead anyway.

He used to come in my room quite a bit, but he loves to go around when you're a bed of sleep and get in your room.

He's got this really sort of weird, sneaky, creepy thing.

It's a certain vibe, isn't it?

Because he sort of long, very boring story, but when the shop closed down, I took some old signs that would buy the bin, and then he accused me of stealing them.

They did that right.

And then I was going to give them back to them and they disappeared overnight from where I had them.

When he was gone and taken them.

You live in Tamponsenby?

I'm in Tamponsenby.

He's been around your house, sneaking around your house.

How do you know that?

He goes and prowls and looks after people.

That's what he does.

He goes around people's houses and that and spies on them and that.

So how did you know that he had been to my house?

Because he's talked all about you and said that he's gone to you.

Fucking hell.

He's been going around.

He's got a key to your house.

He does have a key to my house.

That's actually illegal.

He's not supposed to be doing that because it's your house and your property.

So he openly talks about this.

In his head he gets delusioned about making victims out of people.

Once he gets the idea and is head about he's going to go for someone or go after someone.

That's the end of it.

What do you do?

That's the thing.

In the old days they see people to places like that.

Like here.

What they've done now is they just chuck them into the street.

But he weirdly ended up here anyway.

But it's not mental.

Yeah, well, Twitter is too late for doctors and the nurses.

I'm here anymore.

But he could fill this place up on his own.

Oh yeah.

You just get him to go around the general population.

He could make plenty of customers for this place.

Poisoning people like making people mental crazy.

Destabilizing people.

That's his function.

Yeah.

Fuck.

He makes up so much muck about people.

Like you're some evil person.

Yeah.

Oh, there's this bastard who's going on making this documentary about me.

And on one sort of hand you can sort of see that he's loving it.

And he's getting his euphoric pleasure from it.

But the same time it's bugging him or biting at him as well.

Psychologically because it's the truth that really he's a bastard.

And he's gone around just poisoning the world off and leaving everybody in

a wake of destructive mess that he leaves behind with everybody afterwards.

That's all he does.

Yeah.

Just to add up.

Well, what has, like I said, his whole life will just spend expanding

continuously goes along just getting people and just trying to poison them off.

That's what he does.

Possibly he's an evil spirit.

That's why he runs the way he does.

I wonder if Michael will end up.

If he went down to hell,

then Satan would be up banging on the door asking God,

please get me away from Michael.

You have crossed the line and films of Level 3 felt.

Okay.

Bye, Mike.

Just happy.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.