My Favorite Murder with Karen Kilgariff and Georgia Hardstark - 229 - Live at the Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall in Portland (2018)

Episode Date: July 2, 2020

Karen and Georgia cover the murder of Larry Peyton and Beverly Allan, and Edmund Creffield and the Brides of Christ Church aka the Holy Rollers.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

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Hi, huh. Wow, this is our night, our second night here, and it just feels like the first. It's real exciting. It feels like the first. Thank you, no, stop it, stop it. I like how you have, you won't, you won't commit to it by singing the words. Right, that would be for nerds.

Instead, I make a joke of it, but I still get to do it anyway. Um, this is exciting, right? This is fun. Can I just talk about a couple things? Okay. Waving has been, if you can tell already. Oh, look at how many rings Georgia has on, first of all. This is, and I was waving, and some of them don't fit, and I was like,

don't throw a lot of money out to the audience. Look at that. Do you want to explain what these are? I do. Okay, so I have this friend who lives here in Portland named Carrie, Selen Vetter, hi, angel face. Hi, hi, Carrie. Oh, they put her all the way back.

Did you put her in the back? Yes. Sorry. Stephen. Sorry. She has a jewelry, like an antique jewelry that she sells under Cassidy Vintage Jewelry. And dot net dot gov.

And last night we were all drinking at a bar and she was like, do you want to wear my jewelry tomorrow? And I'm like, yes. And I'm going to, you're going to be regretting this tomorrow. Because whenever I hang out with her, like take all her jewelry off and put it on me in a playhouse. So there's like a ring box that's all open and Georgia's in it, like a fucking raccoon in a garbage can.

She's like, her both hands and part of her head were in this thing. And I'm thinking like, I picked one. I'm like, this is neat and interesting. Literally she's wearing one. Just, I don't need to floss. Georgia, on the other hand. I need to fucking floss. She's just like, hey, are you ready to go?

Hilarious. It's just like, I feel like it's a dream come true. Carrie, I should warn you, I've already lost my own wedding band. So. While I was going, it's with $100 from JC Penney. It's fine. Not careful, careful. Oh yeah.

They're on loan. We're just having fun. I just feel fancy. We're having fun with it in the schnitz. We're finally at the schnitz, you guys. Can you believe it? We graduated from that McMinnoman's bullshit. And now we're at the schnitz.

Can you believe I said that? Can you believe I said that in the state of Oregon? Karen is starting a turf war. I'm starting a turf war. Meet me outside. I'll fucking fight you off. I love it. I love it.

There's nothing I'd love more. Tell them about the bling on your boobs. Oh yeah. This is, thank you. It's from 1802. These are from Janet Jackson's last tour. No, they gave me, this happened right before we left. They called me from, I'm on a show that's not on anymore

called Talk Show, the game show. And they thank you up in the balcony. No, no, it's too late. And they called and said, hey, do you want all of your wardrobe from the show? And I was like, okay. And then they truly dropped off 25 pairs of shoes that I will never wear.

And, you know, like 50 shirt, it was crazy. It was just a haul. And so I've been wearing clogs with dresses for almost all of, all the tours we've ever done, mostly to piss my sister off because she gets really mad when she sees those dancegoes kicked out with a dress. It's for some reason. I don't know if she was hurt deeply by a nurse

or what happened to her about, she gets mad. It's hard standing up here for 10 minutes before we sit down. I know it's really hard. It hurts. It's difficult. Are you going to wear these? Are you going to go back to clogs? What do you think?

I'm going to wear these for the rest of my life. I'm not day, night, beach, mountain. 92 year old Karen's just like, I can't. God, fuck. I said it as a joke and now I have to do it. It was recorded. Also, really quick, my dress has pockets. Just so you know.

It's important. It's important. Big ones. Oh, and last night at the meet and greet. There were these two girls sitting right around where you guys are last night. You might feel their experience. They had, I kind of vaguely saw that they had,

what were they called, pentagrams on their shirt. Big pink shirts with brown pentagrams. And I was like, ignore those two. Can't get involved with Satanists right now. Yeah. But when they came in through the fucking meet and greet, we realized that the pentagrams were freezons. Yeah.

And by the time they got to us, like I'd say a good nine raisins had fallen off of each. So they were like quickly on the way to becoming stars with arches nearby. Like the pentagram theme was falling away quickly. But then literally I just had one in my pocket. I must have taken it off our shirt. Like, here's my prize for the evening.

I was like, what's that? That could be something bad. It is. It's a raisin. The worst thing there is. Here, we'll put that there for the hometown person. Oh, the hometown gets it. Yeah.

That's right. That's right. That's your prize. Oh, why did I touch it? Tell a good story. I just feel gross now. Oh, who likes old grapes? Who likes sad grapes, they're called.

So I told you the story last night about how when Vince and I were on the plane yesterday coming here without Karen. I missed my plane. Here, we forgot about that until just now. Here's the thing. When you live right next to an airport, you're like, I don't have to be there at the same time as normal people. I'm different than normal people.

I'm in the exception to the rule. The rule is you don't have to leave the normal time as normal people. You have to get there. You have to get there in time to make your plane. Turns out, I guess, that's the rule at airports. I love it like I did. Like, I don't have to get there early.

You just hop the fence because it's your backyard. You just go, I just have to hop the fence. Just run across the tarmac. It's me. It's me. Oh, it's the neighbor. It's a neighbor. Yeah.

Later on. It's fine. Does she need sugar? Or is she getting on the... Here's the thing about the fucking Alaska Airlines, those lunatic Christians. When I walked up and I honestly think I was like three minutes late, Max, when I walked up, I was like, put my ID down, and I was like flying to Portland.

And they're like, only 1120? And then I was like, yeah, whatever it was. Oh, yeah. And I was like, yeah. It was the 930. That might have been the problem. Oh, maybe. I do have a problem with a clock.

I think we actually landed at 1120. Okay. Did you get the wrong... No. Got it. No. Okay. I'm just fucking totally insane.

So when I tried to check in, the lady's like, for the 930, whatever it is. And I was like, yeah, of course. And then she's like, the door's closed. But the way she said it was like, either she was auditioning for a soap opera, or like, I ruined her birthday party. I was just like, hold on, I'm the one in peril here, right? Why are you mad at me? Fucking blue vested bitch.

I didn't say that. I didn't say it. Maybe she would let you on. And she's like, whoa. Whoa, there's an alpha in the room. Yeah. We're going to need her. We're going to need her on the plane for safety.

Yep. Once the shit kicks off, we want that crazy cunt on that plane. Nope. You know what actually happened? Yeah, the balcony likes the word cunt. Here's what... What? Lights up.

People are just falling off the balcony. Here's what happened though. So Vince, I text Vince, Georgia's husband, our tour manager, the greatest. Very good. My proxy Karen's husband too. He's my proxy. And I'm like, he's... So I missed the plane.

They're sitting on the plane. I missed the plane. And by the way, she could have fucking made it. If that chick had opened the door, whatever... I don't know, is there a magic door behind where you check in that they let you in? Karen could have made it. I probably could have. Someone lied to you.

But I text him, I'm like, I missed the plane. He's like, I'm getting you on the 11 o'clock, whatever. That was like the makeup plane. Yeah, yeah. And but guess what it was on? This is the way he's teaching me to never miss my plane again. Fucking Southwest. Have you lately flown on that fucking cattle truck of a horror show?

The lady sitting next to me had her leg over my thigh. It was just like, let's just make the best of this. It was so awful, so awful on that. It's like they open the door to run so you can go to the plane because in Burbank you have to like walk across the tram and they're like, they just yell, run! Every single person you've ever been stuck behind on the fucking freeway just starts... Oh, I hate everyone. Just...

So once we take off, Vins gets your flight. We take off. I am A. I am a very ugly sleeper. I sleep with my fucking head full tilt back. I have fucked up jaw, so my mouth, I sleep like this. Like wide fucking, almost like a snake. John Hinch. It's pretty, actually.

You could eat a large egg if you were sleeping. Uh-huh. Cool. Absolutely. And the fucking asshole in front of me is the... Listen, look around on a plane next time. Listen and look around on a plane. Look and listen and look.

Are you the only person with your fucking window open? You're an asshole. Everyone hates you. Everyone hates you. She means the shade. Roll that fucking window. Roll it up. I'm on.

Roll it up. Stopping an asshole and killing everyone. So then, what happens? I have my sunglasses on because I'm fucking too cool and that guy won't shut his fucking window. Right. I have my hood. It's a combination of those two things.

My hood on. Well, you know what? And then Vins takes a photo of me. Oh, do we get to see it? Yeah, last night I forgot. I forgot. But then, okay, let me just show you. Okay.

Oh. Oh. Oh, I guess we're not exaggerating. Oh, I see. Kind of a beautiful photo, right? It looks like you're doing an impression of that Lindsay Lohan paparazzi photo. It does.

I'm not even drunk. It's like 9 a.m. when I haven't had a drink. I'm not even drunk. Okay, so here's what happened next. Paddington on her little plane. Look at her. The coolest Paddington ever. Her teeth look pretty great, love.

No, your teeth are great. When I wake up, Vins is like giggling and he shows me the photo. And I must love him so fucking much because normally this is off limits. Don't take a photo of me when I'm sleeping because I look like that. But I think it's funny.

But then he shows it to me and he has his earbuds in because he's listening to something. So you know how you yell shit when you think and you're on a plane? But you think you're speaking like a respectful waiter? Right. He points it at me and he goes,

he yells this on a plane. Unabomber. Yeah. He's correct. He's right. But he just yelled unabomber on a plane. He's not wrong. He's not wrong.

He's not wrong. How good is that? If the unabomber was like, I love Paddington there. And marmalade sandwiches. I don't want it anymore. And then I, yeah. By the way, welcome to,

this is my favorite murder podcast, by the way. Just, just in case. Okay, sure now. That's Karen Kielgarra. This is Georgia Hardstar. Thank you. Thank you. Stephen's not here.

Oh, right. He literally hasn't been like a year, you guys. But he's taking care of my cats at home. And I'm always talking about like photos. He sends me stuff. So afraid you're going to throw that raisin away. Don't touch it. Stop touching it.

I'm going to put it on my ring. Oh my God. Why hasn't anyone come out with a line of raisin jewelry? It's instead of carrots. How many carrots is your ring? It's actually just one raisin. It's just the raisin. We decided to go with one raisin.

But he sends me photos of the cats and videos. And I'm always, my hair just came off of me and flew right onto you. It was on me? Yeah. Leave it. It's good luck. He sent me a photo this morning as I was,

as I, this morning is noon, as I woke up and changed my murder last minute. And I was like, send that to Vince because I need to put it up on the screen tonight. Because I need to show you guys what my life, it's the best. Get you a fucking cat sitter who does shit like this. Oh.

Karen hasn't seen this. This is great. The fuck, the fuck is he doing? I'm afraid I'm going to kill Kelsey Grammer and fall off this stage, but. Here. Here. Here.

Lean back. Thank you. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Look at Mimi fucking mad dogging him. Mimi's like, are you, send this to my mom. Send this to my mom. Let her know how I feel. Let her know what's going on.

Please. He's just, it's like every day is a new journey for Stephen. Every moment. He's not broken yet. No. Well, we're going to fix that. I think that he might not, he might be completely Teflon. He's like Kevlar.

Let's, his teeth look good too. Yeah. He know he looks good. He doesn't look good. I mean, how could you not be like, I'm fine. The cats are fine. Mimi's not fine. Look at that face.

No, Mimi isn't. Mimi is traumatized. He's doing something before or after that picture. Yeah. What's in his hand that we can't see? Yes. Oh, what if he was like the most fucking psychopathic? Like he's Mr. Sweet Stephen.

And then like he's taking these pictures and showing you like, I just poked your cat with a needle. And then he's like, No way. What? Go with me. This is a fun improv. It's funny.

What if somebody was secretly torturing your animals? No, no, no. Just my thing. What if he just didn't have pants on in that photo? What if he's naked from the waist down in this photo? That's got to be it. Now Mimi knows. Mimi has a very small cell phone in her hand.

She's like touching that emergency number. Mimi's poking him. What if Mimi's poking him with a needle? And he's like, I don't care. I love cats. I don't care what they do to me. Tell my mom everything's fine. Tell her.

Tell her you like it. So that's Stephen and what else is there? Should we? How's your nails? Should we sit down? I just painted them. Truly. Two minutes. I put this ring on and then what I had on every fingernail before was just

the very last vestiges of this exact fingernail polish from two weekends ago. When you painted them backstage in Durham, North Carolina. That's right. So, right? Derms in the house. So I put this ring on and I'm like, well, that would be gross. It might have been had. This is like, you know, Lady Musgrove's fucking engagement ring or whatever.

I mean, the history of these. Someone insane must have worn these. They're haunted as fuck. They're haunted. There's no way they're not. But look how fancy I look. Okay. Let's sit down, shall we?

Yeah, let's do it. Let's sit down. Oh. Just a, this is a fun fact. We have, we love trivia here. You know how we love trivia. These chairs, not only do they circle all the way around. Full rotation.

Mine didn't last night and I got real angry. And so someone obviously got the note. Yeah. Your side clears as does mine. Okay, great. We can sit down. Thank God. These were flown in by special request from Anderson Cooper and Andy Cohen.

So you don't have to. Here's how they do it. They go, they do this exact same thing at places like this and they order a set that must be very similar to this, although I bet you they go with a different kind of rug. But then they leave the chairs behind because it's too expensive to ship them wherever they're going next. So they just buy new chairs in every city.

And we keep following them. And then getting these sweet ass chairs where we're just like fuck. Like you don't normally get an armrest, a cushion alone is a big deal. Yeah. Much less a tasteful Heather Gray. That's right. I mean everything about it is fucking. Swivel even.

There you go. I don't know what that was. I don't either. Here, take your fucking disgust. Give me my fucking raisin out of here. Mine. You're nasty old. I'll take my nasty tissue and you take your nasty.

What if I got them mixed up on accident? Oh my god. Shove that raisin right up my nose. Can you imagine? How to get taken to the hospital from here. Just go like this. Just on a place. I'm going to feature it.

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Goodbye. Hey, I'm Mike Corey, the host of Wondery's podcast against the odds. In our next season, three masked men hijack a school bus full of children in the sleepy farm town of Chowchilla, California. They bury the children and their bus driver deep underground, planning to hold them for ransom. Local police and the FBI marshal a search effort, but the trail quickly runs dry.

As the air supply for the trapped children dwindles, a pair of unlikely heroes emerges. Follow against the odds wherever you get your podcasts. You can listen ad free on the Amazon music or Wondery app. All right. This is I'm going to do you Portland. My God, it's hard to come here because you guys have so many good murders, which means which means we've done a lot of them.

So we have to dig, but that's fun too. So then sometimes you have every you have these ones that everyone grew up knowing about who is from Portland and around here. And then people like us who aren't had never heard of them. And then there's like, you're like, Holy shit. Anyways, I don't know. This is one of them. What if you were doing a third one?

Then I'm just like, I'm not doing that. Then there's. Yeah. No, I am doing the Peyton Allen murders. Nobody you guys didn't grow up. No, it's too. It's definitely too late for that. Very unnatural to clap after a three second hold.

Okay. So I got a lot of information. There is one really great article from the register guard called Hidden History and Mystery by Randy Bjorgstad who fucking they moved into this house. They tear down a wall. They find a bunch of papers in this wall like clippings and weird drawings and shit. And one of them was a clipping of this murder that took place in 1960. And and it's and there's some mystery around it.

And the guy's like, what the fuck? Yes. So he fucking tracks them down and found out that it was a kids room. And like the little brother. He was a child murderer. No, it was like 12 years old. And just fascinated with his brother was like he's dead now. And his brother was like he was fascinated with murders.

And he got really into hypnosis. And there was like a notepad with all this hypnosis shit in it. And like it's just bananas. But they wrote about it. A little murdering now. Just waiting to just waiting for his time. Hiding shit in the walls. Pretty great.

Okay. So in 1960, Larry Peyton of Portland and Beverly Allen of Port Townsend, Washington. You said Washington like you've never heard that word before. Washington. Washington is how you say it. Okay. Washington. They're 19 year old sweethearts and students.

He's at Portland State College and she's at Washington State College. Maybe the fighting. Mulberries. Right. And the wrestling. Men. Sometimes they can just pick men, right? That's true.

Then does anyone have a what do you call it? Baskot that's just a man. That fighting man. The fighting dude. You know they got fights with everybody. He's out there fighting. The fighting drunk. Just a drunk guy.

Oh, that's Notre Dame. Okay. So they had met during the summer of 1960. They were both students and had summer jobs at Crater Lake Lodge, which had fallen in love. What a lake. What a lodge. The lake and the lodge. Oh, they go so well together.

That's right. Crater Lake is where I had done a murder there before too. Yes. And I did the mysteries of Crater Lake. That's right. We know. We're fucking experts. We know everything.

We know. We're walking Wikipedia. Which means incorrect and too many commas. Filled with it. Our heads are filled with that. So Thanksgiving weekend in 1960, they had both spent the weekend with their families. And then so on the 26th, they met up to Smooch. Like, let's be honest, they're 19.

They're like, we're going to go into town. No. They're like, we're going to neck. And heavy pet. Heavy pet and neck. It was 1960. That's what your parents did. Okay.

So the couple go out for a drive and they end up, as fucking couples do in horror movies and in the 1960s. On a dirt road. On a dark lover's lane. Yep. It's one of these stories, necking. Maybe. Maybe they were talking.

I don't know. They weren't talking. I'm a lover's lane. So anyway, do you like maps or horticulture? I do. Cool. Cool. Cool.

Sorry, I started the scene over here, but I should have done it with you. No, now it's creepy. That wasn't cool at all. Now there's three people in the car on lover's lane. And I'm in the middle. Lucky Pierre. And they're, they're in Forest Park in Portland Hills, which is like, it's so weird. Cause in LA, I hear like, oh, they're in, on the Portland Hills and they're in like a beautiful,

you know, outdoorsy area. So I'm like, they must be hours and hours from town. Cause in LA, there's nothing beautiful there. Ever. It's a dad. It's a sad, it's a sad dad. It is the saddest dad in the whole parking lot. That's all it is.

But it's actually just like, you can see it from here. It's like a 10 minute drive and then you're in the most beautiful fucking place in the world. It's great. Oh, the dads are stoked as fuck up there. Dads everywhere. Dad's loving life. They park in his 1949 Ford and start necking. Here's a photo of them.

Of them necking. I know. He looks like suddenly Seymour. He is. And then look at how gorgeous she is. They're just like, yeah, it's like out of a fucking movie. Larry Payton and Beverly Allen. Okay. So the next cut to the next evening.

To Multnomah. Multnomah. Multnomah. County Sheriff's Deputies. They're trolling the forest park in remote areas looking for stolen cars when they happen upon Larry Payton's car the next evening at 9.32 p.m. That's gotta be creepy, right? Anybody in that car?

Larry Payton is found dead in the car. He's discovered in the front seat of his car. He had 23 stab wounds. I know. And a severe blow to the head. There's blood inside and outside of the car. He had obviously fought for his life. There's a bullet hole found on the passenger side of the front window.

All the bullets are gone though. There's a man sock on the road nearby and also 18 inches of green nylon cord lying behind the car. And finally there's a small pen knife that had been placed on the hood of the car. But what's missing is Beverly Allen. But part of her blouse is discovered in the car. And her handbag which had money was on the floor, not taken. Her jacket is there as well, spattered with blood on the front seat.

And her glasses are by the car smashed as well. Yeah. News of the crime fucking grips you guys. And also all over the fucking country people are, you know, it's a lover's lane slang. It's crazy. And it's like everything you've ever heard by a fucking campfire. Right. Like it's so, it's scary just a car on a lover's lane is scary by itself.

Totally. And it's 1960s so everyone's like, this doesn't happen, you know. So boop, boop, boop, boop. Okay. People comb officers and volunteers comb the hills looking for Beverly. And when we can 600 people show up including a contingent. I obviously copied and pasted that. From Crown Zellerbock paper company where her father works.

Oh my God. The heiress to the Crown Zellerbock paper fortune is here tonight. What's up Ashley? She's like, I'm going to buy all those jewellery. She's like, I will have every ring you're wearing. Ashley Zellerbock, what's up? She's like, what, cheered for a paper camp? I'm like, this town rules so hard.

Lo paper. Beverly's dad worked there so everyone came out to look for her as well. And they couldn't find her. People kept reporting seeing someone who looked like her. But of course it turned out to be cases of misidentification. Because sadly 43 days after they found Larry, he on Monday, January 9th, 1961, Beverly's body was discovered by highway workers down a slope off Highway 26, 40 miles west of Portland in the town of Timber.

So there's a student named Phil Stanford. He was a private investigator and a former colonist for the Portland Tribune in Oregon. He wrote a book about this case called The Peyton Allen Files. He says that the authorities of course ruin the crime scene. Quote, they didn't secure it and people were walking all over the place, reporters and photographers and cops leaving footprints and dropping cigarette butts. I mean, I feel like that's the 1960s essentially. There's people walking on anything and putting cigarette butts everywhere.

I also think that with crime scenes happened up until like 1997. It's very recent that people are like, you know what, we're not going to have the reporters come in first. We're going to get some scientists in here first before reporters and photographers. Have you seen this new fangled invention called gloves? Yeah, I don't trust them. I don't trust them. It turns out they're not just for blowing up and hitting them at each other.

You put them on before you touch a crime scene. No, I'm Catholic. I can't do that. Sorry, not doing it. Okay. Okay. Fine. Detectives chase many leads.

They questioned a sailor who went missing from Tongue Point Naval Station. Why didn't you look at me like that before? Because it's named Tongue Point Naval Station and we have one recruit from there. Thank you so much for your service. Thank you for your service. We do appreciate it. That's near Astoria. He had gone, there's one guy from there.

Every city. He had gone AWOL the day after the murders and it turns out they just determined that Beverly had probably died right around the time she was kidnapped so she wasn't held anywhere. So it turns out two weeks after he had gone AWOL on January 23rd, 1961, the day two weeks after Peyton's body was discovered, the sailor named Wayne Budd, he, dude, okay, you guys ready for this, he was discovered 20 miles east of Astoria along Highway 30 and according to the story in the Oregonian, his body was found, quote, blown to bits by a charge reported as TND. Either he, he blew himself up or someone else blew him up, but they thought that he might be the

killer. I'm sorry, Wiley Coyote was in the area. I don't, that's crazy. Did they ever find out what he was, what happened? No, but he'll come, we'll talk about him in a minute. Oh, that's not just your random fact. I mean, it is. He did, okay.

There might be more, I don't know. I see, I'm sorry. You're trying to lay out possibilities. Am I? Am I or did I just finish this 20 minutes ago? Another suspect was a local who was picked up a week or so after the murders. He was, he had been paroled, he was a paroled convict who had recently come to Portland. He had a bullet wound in his arm, a recent one.

I remember there was like a bullet, but there was no hole, but there was no bullet. He said he got it while target shooting. You know, when you're like, I'm going to get the target behind me. And you're like, shoot, shoot behind you. You're next. Uh-oh. Oh, shit. Yeah.

Sure, dude. But before, please bring him in before they could question him any further. In all the articles, it says that he escaped. But then in a couple, I could find, like a couple old ones I found them, it says a man showed up who said he was the detainees parole officer and someone just let him go. So we might have escaped by outwitting the cops, but they're just like, just say he escaped at the end of the day. So he, and then he took the fuck off, which is, which is what innocent people do.

Yes. You just have to leave sometimes. Yes. More on him later. Okay. Okay. Despite the fervor of the community wanting this crime solved, the case goes cold for eight years. And that is until August 1968, when three men are charged for the murders, brothers Edward and Carl Jorgensen, they're 36 and 28 and their friend Robert Brom,

they all get charged because a witness had come forward, a woman named Nikki Essex, and she's like, look, look, here's what happened. I started going to therapy and recovered this crazy fucking memory. It's so bananas. Her memory had been wiped away by the trauma of the incident, she said, and restored years later, only after extensive therapy, including hypnosis and truth serum. Sodium pentothal, right?

Yeah. No, wait, is that, yes. Yeah, yeah. I was like, but that's cyanide. No, it's not. No. Oh, I remembered after taking cyanide. But also, how bad is your therapist if you have to use truth serum?

She had then remembered and then testified for the prosecution at the trial that she had been with the Jorgensen brothers and she said that they had, she had once had a quote, and this is in the papers, confidential relationship. That's what I'm fucking. I see a lot of manila folders and like raincoats and shit. I think that's 1986 terms where they were boning. Yeah. Probably.

Confidentially. A confidential relationship with Edward. Off the record boning. Right. Okay. And that the night she was with Edward and Brom the night of the murders, and that she had seen them fighting with Larry Payton after he nearly forced, like they had been drag racing and supposedly Larry with Beverly in the car

had like almost driven them off the road. And so she says that basically they killed them because of that. And that one, and obviously she's probably full of shit, right? But one thing. We're all getting that feeling. Yeah, we're all on that. That's not a surprise. Everyone thinks she's full of shit.

Getting stabbed 23 times usually doesn't come into play when you're doing a chicken thing with cars. Yeah. Usually. We don't know who can judge. I mean, but one thing she did say that that struck me that wasn't in a lot of the articles was that she said to them that they had put socks on their hands like mittens to wipe away the fingerprints. And remember, there was a sock lying near the car that didn't make much sense. I do remember.

But that could have just been that like could have been fed to her by the, you know, police. So who knows if that's true. The jury, though, finds Ed Jorgensen guilty and he receives life sentence plus 25 years. And then several months later at his own trial, his brother or several months later, his brother, they all get separate trials, Carl. But Carl, the brothers acquitted of the murders because his attorney successfully argues that the young woman had been quote brainwashed. So he kind of got a good attorney, it sounds like.

Just the one guy, the younger brother, the older brother gets 25 life and plus 25 younger brothers acquitted. Then in early 1970, their friend, the friend Brahm, who's the last to be tried, is also convicted and sentenced to life for 25 years. And the case is officially closed. And that's the end. No, it's not. I'm just going.

This is all this is all just type words. This is my food diary. It's really long. Okay. There we are. Then inexplicably in 1973, so that was 1970 and 68 and 70. Five years after being convicted, Jorgensen is paroled from prison. Oh, yeah.

Brahm is released in 1977. That's just seven years after he had been in the work release program in Portland for a year. They released him, the chairman of the parole board at the time said that that prison officials considered Brahm to be the best inmate they had ever had. He was so polite. He was so fun at dinner. He was on time. He just was good with like banter and conversation.

He just made, he relaxed other prisoners. Never threatened anyone with a homemade shiv. No, that's all it took. It just wasn't what he was about. Yeah. Great at basketball, great at concrete, not killing people, sports, concrete sports. I don't know. What's that?

LeBron, come explain to us what concrete sports are. What I was talking about is kind of like a playground. The different things you would do and like for your hour outdoors. I don't know if I ate a lot of protein tonight before the show is really just hit me. Sorry about that. You know what, you did concrete sports. Okay, fine. Let's share it. Fine.

Let's split have these Tuesdays with it. I don't know if I did either. Okay, but all the men, so all those dudes are like great and fucking split Oregon, because that's what you do. Yes. They're like, fuck this place. But the guy got life plus 25 and he was out in seven years. And the other guy, they're both out at this point.

Okay, okay. And they fucking later it out of town. Great. But of course, there's a lot of doubts that still linger that these guys were even guilty at all, obviously. And the Oregon parole board, okay, because at the time, especially even then, especially, the parole board were really fucking like, their sentencing was strict and they stuck to it. So it was really weird to everyone that they let them out and it set up to a lot of people

that even they knew that they didn't do it. So they let them go. And in Phil Stanford's book about the case, the Payne Allen files, he argues that the convictions were an injustice and points to a more likely suspect in the case. So now we're going to name our favorite theories. Okay. Okay, remember that dude? It's right.

Remember that dude with the bullet hole who shot backwards? I'll never forget him. In his arm. He was picked up early, early after the murders. He was also seen hanging around the crime scene when they were like photographing it and shit, like a looky loo, those kinds of people. Oh, yeah. Turns out that he was around there too and had a bullet hole in his arm.

No, and no one noticed because they were like, I want to scan the crowd, but I have to smoke and throw it down in this crucial area 15 times. Put it out in the blood. Yeah. Well, he split town after, remember, he was like, he escaped after, before they could question him and they were like, that's weird. Anyways, let's look into someone else. Yeah.

Guess what his name is? Jerry. No. Can I guess again? Yeah. Dan. No. Edward Wayne Edwards.

Oh, we know him. Oh, wait, I think I have some other photos. Let's catch up real quick. Here's a photo of the car. We're directly underneath the screen. I can't see it. I have to back it up. Right, right.

Okay. And then, okay, so those are the three guys who went to, oh my God, I should have caught up. I should write picture on my notes. Steven. Yeah, seriously, they look like the cast of Arrow or something. What the fuck is this? These are some hot pieces.

What's hot? What? Next week on the OC. Yeah. God, guys. I know. Let's stay here for a minute. I mean, imagine if they had like just a nice acoustic trio.

Oh my God. The traveling Jorgensen? Oh, that'd be sweet. It's a damn shame. I bet one plays a steel guitar. I love a steel guitar. I love a steel guitar. I love a steel guitar.

I love a steel guitar. I love a steel guitar. That was good. Thank you. That was a good. I've been practicing. Boop, boop, boop. Okay, so then we get to, sorry to make you stand up again.

That's all right. Edward, wait. This fucking guy. Remember this dude? Did we ever post the, you did him at a live show. Right. Did we ever post that? I don't know.

I know. Boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop, boop. Wait, boop. You got it. Okay. Edward, wait, okay, let's talk about him. So at the time of the Peyton Allen murders, Edwards was on parole out of Dear Lodge Prison in Montana.

Holy shit. Really? Are you being sarcastic? They meant it. Well, he was living in Portland on probation. And in early 2009, the Wisconsin state police, they had a cold case from 1980. Someone had followed two young lovers as they walked home

from a wedding reception and stabbed the man to death and raped and strangled his fiance. The killer's DNA was taken and preserved. And when the technology caught up in 2009, the DNA was tested and it came back to match Edwards who by at that time was just like a career criminal, but I don't think any murders had been pinned on him. So they get him, they take, they have his DNA.

They arrest him. He's just fucking, he's this old man and in a wheelchair on oxygen. He's charged with two counts of murder in 2010. He also confesses that he was the murder of two young lovers in Doyleston, Ohio in 1977. Again, execution style with a shotgun blast to the back of the neck. One of those people who suspects Edward Wayne Edwards of not just the Peyton Allen killings, but also being the Zodiac, wrote about it

on in August 7th, 2009 on her true crime blog, True Crime Diary. Oh, she thinks. Michelle McNamara. Michelle McNamara. So she writes, she thinks he's responsible for this murder, the Peyton Allen murders, and that he's the Zodiac. Does she really? Yeah, she writes, one of the strange results of DNA technology,

and this is right when they caught him, is technology advancements, is that it means a lot of tired old men suddenly have to pay for their sins from 30, 40, 50 years ago. That's right. And she says it now suspects in the coldest of cold cases, so close to making it to the finish line without punishment, or being punished into or being pushed into courtrooms in their wheelchairs. Yeah, that's right.

That's so prophetic. It's fucking nuts. That's crazy. I know, when I found it, I got fucking goosebumps. So Edward Wayne Edwards died on April 7th, 2011, just a few weeks into his life sentence in Wisconsin. Yeah, he never said, he never said whether he did or didn't kill Larry Peyton and Beverly Allen and Montenama.

Thank you. They, County decided not to reopen the investigation after he was caught. And so we're not totally sure who the killer is, but a lot of people think it's Edward Wayne Edwards. And that's the murder of Larry Peyton and Beverly Allen. Wow, that was great. Thank you. Tonight, I'm going to present to you the very bizarre story of Edmund Creffield

and the Bride of Christ cult. Yeah. So this is a story that takes place, the most part, for the most part, it takes place in Corvallis, Oregon. Yeah. Okay. Oh, church war. Yeah, because it's University of Oregon versus Oregon State.

Oh. Of course, Oregon State, the fighting. Hold on. She's going to answer. Well, now I know it's Beavers. I know. Now, I was going to say the fighting fighter tins. Yeah.

And then of course, University of Oregon. Who are the Dutch? Yeah. The fighting Dutch. Right. The fighting Dutch versus the fighting fire tins every year. It is vicious. There are colors.

There are lines drawn families separated brother against brother. Who will win the Dutch or the fire tin? I said the fighting fighting tins. The fighting fighter tins. The fire tins is good too. They don't care. They don't care. And they don't care.

I don't care. It's because they're fighting so hard. They don't give a single shit. It's all that fighting. Guys, don't fight with each other over sports. Fighting. Fight with each other over turf. It's cooler.

Oh, I guess it is. Rings. And rings. I got most of the information that I'm about to read to you from an article written by someone named Finn J.D. John. So that's a name, some initials, and then another name. It's not a real person clearly. No.

But thank you so much. It doesn't work. Could try. It was like an alien. It was like, how do humans name themselves? PhD at the end. Okay. Good job.

He wrote it for offbeatoregon.com, your favorite website. Oh, sure. They love it. And of course I used the fuck out of Wikipedia because there's nothing I love more than going into a document when I cut and paste a big chunk of text and then just deleting commas. I'm not kidding. I think I might make a video just talking about commas and how we all you need to do is say it aloud in your head.

And if you pause, you can stick one there. Like she just paused. Comma. If you pause, you stick one right in there, but if there's no pausing, take your finger off that fucking comma button. Comma. Period. Period.

We're going to period that one. Okay. That's my new. And close your window on a plane. Aggressive grammar tips from Karen. Franz Edmund Creffield was born somewhere in Germany in 1870. It's unclear how I'm just starting with a lot of question marks, but Edmund is what he went by and he first appears in Portland in 1903.

He's in his 30s. So he does what we all do when we're in our 30s. We join the Salvation Army. And he actually, he gets sent on a mission to Corvallis to fucking fix it. Dun, dun, dun. Dun, dun. Here's the thing. Soon after he decides to break with the Salvation Army because they're not holy enough.

Good choice. Those people fucking love the Bible. I don't know what this person was talking about. So he decides to form his own church, which he calls the Brides of Christ. The fighting brides of Christ. And look at him. Of course he wants a bunch of brides. God.

Holy shit. They look like fun. Here's the thing about Christ. I wanna marry him. And be his bride. Bet they, yeah. Yeah. I see the name Esther.

I see the name Mae. You can? I see the name Maude. I'm not kidding you. Get in there. Fucking names. About Esther again. Did I say Esther?

Esther again. Una. There's an Una. There's an Edna. Jesus. This is old-timey. Is Methuselah up there? All the best old-fashioned names.

OK. We can leave that up there just so you understand what's happening. Just so you can creep the fuck out. They're all ghosts. What you can't see is that none of them have eyes. Oh, no, no, wait. They have eyes.

Oh, they do. OK, I just don't have my glasses on. So the brides of Christ. So his church, since the Salvation Army wasn't holy enough for him, his church, they're going to get strict. That's what this guy's all about. Great.

So the brides of Christ are made to pray face down on the floor. They're planking? Yep. They're abs for a rock hard. Yeah. Shavasana. Christ is like, I don't know who to pick.

You're all so fit, but then as the service progresses and his services were super long, he was really loud. He was like crazy screamer. Great. And as he preached, they would go from praying face down on the floor to rolling around on the floor, like writhing around for the Lord.

He loves that. Yes. That's his favorite. He loves it. Move. He's burning bushes, rolling on the floor. He really was like, I'm into break dancing, but they didn't know what it was yet.

Yeah. He was like, it's just a feeling I have. It feels good. You know, you got to use a piece of cardboard on the ground or you're going to hurt yourself. They're like, no, no, that idea is crazy. Hold it till the 80s. Late 70s.

But this is where we get the term holy roller. What? Yeah. That's rad. I'm not kidding. I love one of these songs. I fucking swear to God. How come I was the only person who got excited about that?

They're all like, oh, we got taught that in third grade. This is Oregon. What's that called? The thing of the terms? Anomology? Yep. I love that so much. Where things come from?

Yes. Well, then fucking drink it in. Should we take a pause? I'm always like, where did I come from? Where did the term holy rollers come from? Whole nine yards. What's that all about? You know?

These are the mysteries of the universe. First of all, you came from your parents. I think I had too much protein today. Were you just like chowing down on cheese? Lots of meat. OK, so holy rollers. Sorry. No, no, it's fine.

This is what we're here for. These church services are loud, intense, and disruptive to the neighbor. It's full of wailing and the gnashing of teeth, which that could definitely be, that was definitely ripped straight out of Finn J.D. John's writing. So he might have just been exaggerating, although I love the idea, especially if you're gnashing

your teeth facing the ground. How many fucking raisins would you end up eating then? Oh, my God. Gay. Pick up a little dirt. OK, so, and they would last for hours and hours. And finally, when the church services started running into the early morning, the neighbors

were like, get the fuck out of here. And back then, it's not like they're next, like they shared walls. No, no. This is like a guy lived fucking eight miles away, and he was like, shut the fuck up. All of my livestock is awake now. What are you doing?

Yeah. God doesn't like you more. That's what I would have said from my field. That's what I would have shouted over the barbed wire, the handmade barbed wire. So eventually, Creffield is barred from holding his services within the city limits of Corvallis.

OK, so they get around it, though, because one of the devotees, one of the brides, one of those gorgeous ladies up there, the one named Sarah Hurt invites the flock to move into her house. It's just outside a town with her and her three children, Maude, Frank, and Mae. So they end up burning, what?

This is so fucking weird. They move in, and then they end up burning everything that was in the house. So I'm sure. A purpose? Yeah, yeah. They're like, no more, you don't get any earthly possessions. Goodbye.

Yes. Yeah. They burned everything, including. That's a beautiful vintage furniture. Yes. Furniture, RIP. It says utensils, which I was like, did they carve forks out of wood?

How did your utensils burn? Air looms, and family pets. What? Oh. Yeah? This dog's like, leave me the fuck out of this. Not only did they burn everything, they're living in a big, empty house, all the people.

They bar the windows. And then eventually he starts saying, you're not allowed to talk to any outsiders. He does the classic cult thing of, if they're not in this sect, then they can't be trusted there. He calls them infidels. And what ends up happening is, because he's so strict,

and he has all these rules, and he makes everything, he starts controlling what they can wear and all this stuff, when they started out, it was like 20 families or whatever that were in this church. But slowly but surely, all the husbands are like, yeah, I'm not fucking going to that church anymore. That guy's not the boss of me.

You know how men are. So slowly but surely, the men are just like, you can go to that thing by yourself. So the wives stay in the cult, the men are out, and then Edmund starts saying, well, if your husband's not in the church, you have to stop talking to him. And you have to stop fucking him.

And basically, you have to stop being his wife. And the way I was like, great. Oh, no, that's totally false. Only God didn't want this. I guess I'll stay here and burn shit with my friends. Sorry, Herbert. And they're like, by the way, keep the dog. Keep the dog, keep the dog.

Leave that fucking dog alone. So now we get to the clothing. He basically is like everything because it's strict and it's religious and everything has to be very plain and simple. And it's the turn of the century. So he's like, no petticoats, no aprons, no extras. And then, well, eventually, the women

start wearing basically a plain cloth robe. That's creepy, which is horrifying. I went to fucking Bliss Spa's, No Bragg, the other day in Los Angeles to get a massage. And I put that robe on. And it was just a little small. And I felt like I was walking around nude. It was one of the most embarrassing.

So just to walk around in a robe. Or can we roll around more likely? To roll around where your robe can go hither and yawn. Noah, zip it up. Get some buttons on there. You're a calf tan, girl. I fucking hear you. I'm turtleneck unitard, girl.

That's my jam. So essentially, the neighbors can see that there are women. It's 1905 or whatever. And they're fucking walking around these fields in just kind of a loose robe. And people are like, what the fuck is going on over there? I see ankles. I see ankles.

Oh my god, look at those ankles. There's people lined up to stare at ankles. But of course, the robes are inadequate to protect female modesty. And of course, very easy to take off. So the whole town is, of course, just gossiping their asses off. They're just like, who are those people?

How much do they fuck? Let's talk about the fucking. I love fucking. But I can't talk about it because it's 1903. So let's talk about them fucking. They got to leave their husbands. What? What this is, Asa?

And they're all, it doesn't help that they're all, it's two men and then like 20 women living in a house together. So of course, everyone's, it's gossip. Central. The period sink. It's crazy. It's one big red tent.

So I said that already. And now they're out of sight. They can't talk to their loved ones. They're at, you know, and now this is when Edmund starts saying that God is talking directly to him and telling him things. Keep your eye out for that one always. Just in and around your life, somebody

like hips you to the fact that God is speaking to them. You just fucking nope right out of there. That's your right. And also, the locals are like, if you all live in, quote, live in the same locked house with a number of young girls and you do nothing, like, how could you do nothing in the world but be religious? That's impossible.

So in January of 1904, 20 vigilantes called the White Caps seized Creffield. Vigilantes are never. Well, you know what they're about? What? In Corvallis in 1904, they take him down to the river and tar and feather him. Oh, what did he do?

Yeah. What he do? No, but no. Yeah. That sucks. I'm on the White Caps side. I think this guy's a creep. Let's not fight like the fighting firetons.

They tell him to leave town and never come back. And he responds by appearing the very next day at the courthouse. Al, stop tarring and feathering me. Al, this hurts. It's really hot. Yeah. The next day, he shows up at the courthouse in Lynn County. His skin is bright red from scrubbing.

He rakes of turpentine, which is the only way to get that shit off. And he is there to marry one of his followers, Maud, who is the daughter of Mrs. Hurt, the house that they live in. And she is the family. That family is very highly respected Corvallis pioneers, which is a great idea. So basically, he's trying to legitimize himself

and maybe keep from having that ever happen to him again. So in February of 1904, the next month, he is accused of having adulterous relations in Portland with Maud's aunt, the girl he marries. She has an aunt named Donna. In 1904, someone's named Donna, which is the best either a humongous mistake or the best thing that's ever happened. Yeah, like they spelt the real name wrong.

Or what if there's just a lady with super tight bellbottom jeans that's like in 1904 Corvallis? She's having a glass of chablis. She's just like, what's up? I'm Donna. She's chewing gum and drinking wine at the same time. Smoking a fucking Virginia Slim. Yeah, I'm Donna.

She's like, I painted my own nails, and I'm here to party. It's me, Donna. Time travel is real. Yes, I'm here to prove it. So because back then, adultery was a criminal offense, a warrant is put out for Edmund's arrest. But he, of course, is nowhere to be found. A statewide manhunt goes on for months.

And meanwhile, the holy rollers are fasting, and they're spending all their days laying flat and praying for him. Oh my god. He's like, he's not there. He won't know. You can tell him you prayed for him. He won't know.

Also, there's a roller derby team called the holy rollers. And I can't stop thinking about them instead. They're all actually direct descendants of these people. They're great at skating. So in June, most of the brides of Christ end up getting committed to an insane asylum. Oh. Yep.

So then, guess what happens? Tell me what happens then. I turn the page. In July, Krefffield is discovered nude and starving underneath the house that they all lived in. What? So the whole time he had just been under there, he was like, I've got the perfect hiding place.

And now I'm going to strip down to my nothings. I just need to wait for my ladies upstairs to hand me food. And then, but he does another all gone. Oh, he's just like waiting for me. They've all been carted away. Then he would have known if they weren't praying for him. Ooh, good one, Edmund. OK, his trial begins in fall of 1904.

He claims that he's innocent. And he tells the court that having sex with Donna was part of that God-ordered purification ritual that he convinced his followers was real. So he basically, because he was getting messages from God, of course, you know the next step is he's going to claim that he is God. Just spoiler alert.

And he's a cult spoiler alert. Right. It's the same every time, like a horror movie. So he convinces everybody that you have to be purified by him, the one closest to God. And of course, the way you purify people, you fuck them. So that holy dick. We know that.

Get that God given D. Talking about, what is this? There are children here. No. God, that'd be horrifying. When he gets out, wait, here, they send him. He's found guilty, of course, immediately. And he serves 17 months in the Oregon State Penitentiary. Let's hear it for now.

Pearl. When he gets released a year and a half later, he claims he is Jesus Christ, risen from the dead. Wow, that was a quick turnaround. Yeah. And then his resurrection is his emergence from prison. Right. It's all so symbolic.

I feel like that's been tried before. Yeah. And it probably doesn't work. People are like, you're just not that Jesus-y to me. He also claims, this is a good one, that he was responsible for the 1906 San Francisco earthquake. That was him.

What a dick. He did it. You know, he had to. He was forced. Oh, yeah. And all of his followers who have since been released from the asylum and have come back, they all believe him, of course.

And then the rumors, of course, are now it's crazy, because now they're back and they're getting their act back together. And everyone's going nuts. And so the rumors are, some of the rumors are mothers in the sect are being debauched in front of their daughter. So it's like group sex rumors, essentially.

But they took a really long time to say it in 1903. They're rumors of child sacrifice, which were not true. And were not in any way proven. But of course, fun thing to gossip about. The one that caught hold was that, because he admitted to that God sanctified purification right of fucking everybody, then this weird rumor started that he believed that Jesus was coming back

and one of the brides of Christ was going to be Mary. And so he had to choose who Mary was by the laying on of hands, which, you know, boss. I bet. Right? Laying on of hands. So they also began to say that the new Mary was a 16-year-old girl named Esther Mitchell, who

was in the group. But so it's basically like the town is just creating these fictions because this crazy shit is happening right outside of town. Oh, here's him. This is Edmund Creffield after he got out of jail for adultery. I'm excited. Look at him.

Oh, my god! Oh, my god! Well, he looks just like Jesus Christ. He is the spitting image of Jesus Christ. Look at his face as like he's saying, can you fucking believe I'm getting away with this? He's like, come here, girl. Let me purify you.

Yeah. I mean, the stink waves that must have been coming off this fucking fella. Jesus. He didn't realize pictures were permanent. He didn't. He's like, I'm going to be pouting in mine because I'm mad I went to jail.

Oh, my god. William Defoe will play him in the film. Totally. Right? OK. What's that? What's going on? They have front dandruff?

That's horrifying. How do you cure that? OK. The laying on of hands. Among the devotee brides of Christ are a woman named Cora Hartley and her daughter Sophia. And so Cora's husband, Louis, or Louie, I am not sure, he's a wealthy mine owner.

OK. And they had all joined the church together. Louis immediately was like, thank you, but no, thank you. And then his daughter and wife stayed in and then stopped talking to him. And we're like, you're bad and you're an infidel. But when Creffield went to jail, they just went back to the house. And they were just like, well, we're not talking to you,

but we're stewards. So we're going to live here. Of course, all of the men whose wives stayed in this cult were very shamed, publicly cuckolded. Once all this rumor started of this one guy is fucking all these people, the horror and the scandal was a lot. When she gets home, she tells Louis or Louis, her husband, Edmund Creffield is Jesus Christ when she does decide to talk to him.

He condemned the city of San Francisco and brought the earthquake. And he has condemned the city of Corvallis and an earthquake will destroy this place. Great. Did you see I put in a toilet? It's an in-house. I only want to talk about the earthquake. It's like an outhouse, but in the house.

He will destroy you. Great. Where is my robe? Yeah, Cora went nuts. OK, you like him. We get it. So Creffield now calls his flock back. He's like, I'm out of jail, and now you

need to follow me into the wilderness, which was Newport. I guess back then it was nuts abandoned or something. So Cora and Sophia immediately packed their bags and they're just like, thank God. They packed their one robe in their bag. They have a huge bag. Single, very see-through robe goes inside of it. Small Bible, toothbrush.

Cardboard. But Louis is watching them. Cardboard for breakdancing. Exactly. Louis is watching them, and he's just like, yeah, this isn't happening. So he basically follows them. And he brings a gun.

And so just as Edmund Creffield and his flock of holy rollers are boarding the ferry, Louis hardly walks up and he fires a revolver four times at Creffield. Creffield is not killed. He's not shot. What happens is Louis fucked up, and he used center fire cartridges for a rim fire gun. Can you believe that down ass fucking, oh, what people do that?

I'm just like, watch your cartridges. But what would be more convincing if you were in a cult and the guy that's like, I'm God and Jesus and you have to fuck me? And then someone's like, and he's like, anyway, let's get on this ferry. We have got to get to that wilderness ASAP. You would double down on that D.

Yes. You would just be like, purify me tonight, Edmund. Ew. Oh, no. I take it back. Ew, he's gross. I don't know about these live shows. They seem a little crazy.

OK. So angry husbands and fathers are on the way to kill this man. They all had it. So Edmund knows this isn't going to be the only one. So he takes his wife, Maude, and they flee to Seattle. So I mean, OK. Save it for tomorrow night. So one of the other people that was super pissed off

and had a gun that he knew how to use was a guy named George Mitchell. And he was the brother of 16-year-old Esther Mitchell, who everybody was talking about and saying she was the Virgin Mary and that she had been purified by creepo. And so George Mitchell actually followed Edmund to Seattle, walked up behind him in front of witnesses,

and shot him twice in the back of the head and killed him. Oh, my god. Wow. Some bloodthirsty motherfuckers up here. The murder attracted natural attention and was major news in the Pacific Northwest for weeks. And there was widespread sympathy for George Mitchell, the murderer.

George claimed that the law wouldn't keep Creffield away from his sister, so he had to do it himself. And that defense worked to jury find Mitchell not guilty. In spite of the fact that he had admitted an open court that he had, in fact, murdered Edmund Creffield. He was like, guilty. And they were like, not guilty. No, you're not, buddy.

No, you're not. You keep it up. You old so-and-so. You, bro. But wait. I wrote that down. Two days later, Esther Mitchell asks her brother George what he's free.

She's like, can we please meet at a railroad depot? You know how brothers and sisters do. For what family members hoped was going to be a reconciliation. But instead, Esther walked up and shoots her brother twice in the back of the head, just like her brother had shot Edmund Creffield. Shut up.

I won't. And the gun she used to do that was bought by Creffield's wife, Maude. Holy shit. And before the case even goes to trial, Maude takes a massive amount of strict nine and kills herself. Oh my god.

So she's out. Wow. Just don't bring her up again. We're not talking about her anymore. Goodbye. Esther's brought to trial, and she's found not guilty by reason of insanity. And she's committed to Western State Hospital

in Stila Coom, Washington. Stila Coom, I said. The press tries to get Esther to tell them that she killed her brother because God told her to. Just tell us that God. It's funny. It's interesting. We won't quote you.

But instead, she tells them she did exactly what her brother did. The law did nothing about her brother killing Edmund Creffield, so she had to kill him herself. And then she pointed out that George had done exactly what he'd accused Creffield of doing. He'd branded her a fornicator because she said she'd never had sex with Creffield.

And by making the statement that he killed Creffield because Creffield had ruined his sister, George had in effect ruined his sister. Esther is released from the asylum in 1909. And a few days later, she takes a massive dose of strict nine and fucking kills herself. And that is the end of the Brides of Christ holy rollers Edmund Creffield cult.

The end. The end. Mayhem, death and mayhem. That was a fucking war coaster. That was a raisin in your pocket, wasn't it? Great job. That was amazing. Thank you.

Do we have time for a hometown? You know we do. We have to. Ladies and gentlemen, it's Vince Averill right there. Oh, he brought her a sandwich. He brought me some protein. So nice of you. Also, Vince, show them what you're wearing.

Oh, no, you didn't wear. I thought he was going to wear a ring out. I forgot the prom. All right. We have some rules to wear the hometown that you've heard a million times, but somehow ignore them. It's good to update. So here's the thing about the hometown.

So God, this theater is so gorgeous. It's crazy. It's so beautiful. You didn't build it. Look at the like a cantaloupe ceiling. Yes. It's really beautiful. That's right.

Uh-huh. Listeners at home, we promise. We're in a huge cantaloupe right now. Inside, I can't. Georgia and the giant cantaloupe. It is the most vegan show we've ever done. So if you get picked to tell your hometown, it has to be. We really need it to be from Oregon.

It's what everybody wants. If it can be from Portland, that's cool too. Please do not come up here and tell us shit from Chicago. We don't care tonight. We care a different time. If you're like, I'm from here, but my murder happens. And then I move there. Then don't.

Then we both kill you with our eyes. Let's see. What else? If you're drunk, make sure you can tell a story drunk. And not like, oh my god, this is crazy drunk. And shouting out to people that no one cares about. And all that kind of stuff. Stay on point.

Beginning, middle, end. Make it quick, because everyone hates you for getting picked. And now Georgia will choose the hometown for tonight. OK. OK. Oh, this is so hard and scary and sad. Just go with your gut. OK.

Feel, feel, feel it. Let's do it again. Yes. Come on up here. Go over there. Go that way. She's been chosen. The hometown has been chosen.

Let's all look at my rings while she's on her way. Can we get the lights turned down so she doesn't have a panic attack? Oh yeah. Cassidy Jewelry. It's called Cassidy Vintage Jewelry. Thank you. Da-da-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo.

She'll be walking out of here tonight with a bag of jewelry, so just grab them if you want. No. Hello. Carrie. Come on. Get Rob. Hey.

Hi. Come here. You've got a good point. Now it's your turn to speak for my mom. OK. Great. Hi. She said I'm a mom.

What? We're not going to be nice to you. is you're a mom. It's terrifying. Isn't horrible. You're doing great. There's a raisin in this for you. You might earn a raisin. So I'm shaking. So I work for a local children's hospital here in Portland. 37 years. How many? 37. 37 years? Yeah. I'm your oldest hometown bird right back. Back in 2007, our security guard, Shar, we both worked the early shift. I worked in medical records and Shar had a son. I'm shaking. I am too. Michael. Michael was 36 and he had this girlfriend

named Jacqueline. She kind of was stalking him. And so he finally broke up with her and got a restraining order against her. Well, we're at work one day and on the news is a story about a murder in, sorry, Southeast Portland and Shar's watching the news. It's her house. Oh, fuck. And Jacqueline, two weeks before, had convinced some poor girl to call Michael to tell him that she had committed suicide. Well, she hadn't. She was crazy. So we believe you. Some months before that, she had actually stolen his house keys, had gotten in there and I said, Shar, you're kind of like worried. She goes, oh, no, she's fine. Anyway, so

Shar sees the thing on TV and is going, oh my god, that's my house. Jacqueline was outside and Michael had no clue. Thought she was dead. Michael comes out to go to work and she murders him in front of his, in front of his house out on Southeast Boise Street. Anybody who knows Portland and Shar is watching this on TV. Oh my god. Well, the police knew that Michael lived with his mother, but they thought she was some old lady upstairs. She wasn't. She was our badass security guard at the Children's Hospital. Amazing. And so the police get there. Jacqueline takes off in her car. She's like 30 years old. She takes off on speeds of 100 miles an hour

to Central Oregon to Bend. And yeah, yeah, man. They finally catch up with her. She shoots herself in the head, ends up in the Bend hospital and she dies. So she didn't go to jail for this. Well, come to find out. She had had over 80 restraining orders filed against her. So they, I don't know if I'd ever gotten put into effect that when restraining orders are filed for those things, that the person filing the restraining order is supposed to know about them because if Michael had known, he would have gone into hiding. She was she was absolutely crazy. Most heartbreaking thing, though, for Shar to watch that on the news at work and

realize, oh my god, that's my son. So that's fine. That's my hometown murderer. Amazing. Oh my god. Jesus. You guys give it up for Mary Ann. That was the best. Wait a second. What that? That's for you. I got the raisin. Yeah, you earn that. That's for you. I'll keep it forever. She gets the raisin. Thank you so much. Great job. Holy shit. Good pick. Thank you. Now I have to eat the whole sandwich. That's what we're looking for. That's what we're looking for. Come on. Mary Ann. Mary Ann. Mary Ann. Beautiful. Amazing. Man, we need to bring a raisin every show. The magic raisin. That's the fucking Auntie a little bit. It makes

people really perform. Yeah. Oh my god. Portland. Two magical nights with you guys. This has been honestly. We love it here so much. You guys specifically Portland has, you guys have been so supportive of us since the fucking beginning. We could just do shows here forever. Truly. Love it here. You also, I like it because I see, it's, I have observed that it seems like you guys are the ones that get the angriest when you don't get tickets and I like that too. That's, that's just as good as getting tickets. It's just rage, total rage at us on Twitter as if we can fucking control it. But here's the thing. You guys have been there from the

beginning. Like that's when they very first were planned these tours. They were just like the art, our tour agents just, they do it all by numbers and by like listening numbers and breaking it down. Math. I don't know. They're all up in your computer, but they're just like, well, you have to go to Portland and then we had to do three show. We had to add three shows the first time and then we had to do two for, they had to add a show to this. It's amazing. So thank you guys so much for supporting us. Also fucking love it here. We talked about it a lot, but Portland, one of those first Portland shows was the legendary one where

everyone got so fucked up because they were doing a drink special of Tall Boy beers. Nick Minimans and that girl threw up and then crawled up the aisle to the bathroom. So you guys have a special place in our hearts. I mean, I'll never stop loving you because of that. Truly. But truly, this is all you guys and you guys supporting each other and coming together and, you know, making friends and making these groups and just being the fucking best. Thank you so much. We were really, really grateful for everything you guys do for us. It's very fun. We're having the time of our lives. We really are. It's the weirdest fucking

experience, but it is the best and it's because you guys and your support. So thank you so much and stay sexy. Bye, you guys. Thank you, Portland. Thank you.