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for bad acting
far more than abducting
Mormon priests.
She was having, really,
the time of her life.
There was no sense of anxiety.
She was just enjoying it.
And giving us all
this nonsense,
which was a totally sanitized
version of the truth.
And we were falling for it,
of course,
getting it all onto these little
tape recorders, and thinking,
"God, hasn't the Express
Joyce brought in this suitcase,
to get it in the room.
I daresay she just put
her finger on the button.
The thing exploded.
And these disguises
and wigs and...
not bondage gear,
I hasten to add.
At least, I didn't see any.
I expected the FBI
to come crashing in through
the windows at any minute,
'cause as far as I knew, I mean,
we were aiding
and abetting fugitives.
It wasn't clear, really,
except that he adored Joyce.
And Joyce kind of did,
from time to time,
treat him as if he was
in some kind
of mistress-slave fantasy.
Like, "Down, slave,"
she would say to him.
"Down, slave!
Down, slave!"
But she would say it
humorously, joking.
But it did occur to us
at the time
that this is all the language
of the world of bondage.
I speak as if I'm an expert,
but I mean...
I assume that you are.
But it's all this kind of
master-mistress power thing,
domination thing that seems
to run through this whole story.
It seems to be a theme.
Keith had probably
an obsession for Joyce
just like Joyce had
an obsession for Kirk.
The fact that he was just able
to be around her
and helping her
where he could
satisfied his emotions.
There are tabloids in England
that are filth.
At the top of the list
would be the Daily Mirror.
meantime...
had their reporters
in Los Angeles
digging up all this stuff
about her activities as a...
I don't know...
not a call girl, but as a...
well, I suppose she was.
I mean, she was being paid
for sexual services.
But this was all long before
her escapades in the U.K.
This was earlier
Joyce McKinney history.
They had a tip.
I think it was from
to one of our London reporters
that was covering the story,
who said that it might be worth
looking up an address
that we know
she had in Los Angeles
and a boyfriend called
Steve Moskowitz.
Joyce had been in touch with him
from England saying,
"Destroy any pictures.
If any journalists turn up,
do not talk to anybody."
Steve was very uncooperative
when I first met him.
Once he told me that he was
still madly in love with her,
I said, "Look, Steve,
if you want to be at her side
"for the trial
at the Old Bailey,
"we will pay
a first-class air ticket for you
and put you up in a hotel in
London so you can be with her."
The next morning,
I'm in the hotel
at Santa Monica.
the phone goes.
Steve.
"I'm downstairs."
He produced six strips
of black-and-white contacts.
There was nothing really
that bad on them.
She was sitting on a horse.
They were glamour pictures,
as such.
I said, "Well, look, Steve,
"this doesn't take us
very much further,
"but I will hang on to them.
We need more."
I said, "By the way,
the editor in London
wants me to take a picture
of you."
He said, "Can you make it look
as if I've not posed for it?"
I said, "What do you mean?"
He said, "Well,
I've got Joyce's car here,
"and I've got Millie.
"I often take the dog out,
put him in the car,
take the dog away for a walk."
He didn't want Joyce to know
he was cooperating.
So he's betraying her.
I don't think he realized
how much he was giving us.
It was only when he said to me,
in the Hollywood Free Press,
in Freep. "
He took us to one
of their offices,
which had back numbers
of some of the ads
that she'd posted in there,
and it read:
"Gorgeous former Miss USA
contestant desires work.
"Beauty, brains and talent.
The best gal in the Freep.
"38-24-36.
"Slim, sweet, Southern blonde.
"How would you like her
"lovingly blow dry/style
your hair,
"and then give you
a delicious nude massage
"on her fur-covered waterbed?
"Your fantasy is her specialty.
"S&M.
B&D.
"Escort service.
"Nude wrestling.
Modeling.
"Erotic phone calls.
"Dirty panties or pictures.
Mail your fantasy
or specialty to Joey."
I love this bit.
"P.S., Joey says,
'I love shy boys, dirty old men,
and sugar daddies."'
I couldn't believe
what I was seeing.
I could not believe
that that was Joyce
advertising those services.
But that was only the beginning,
because once we had
all of that,
we then had to start thinking,
"Who's got pictures
of all this?"
It was only when he named
that photographer.
He said, "I've never
photographed Joyce McKinney.
I have no idea who she is."
And I said, "Well,
according to a friend of mine
"and a friend of hers,
she always came on modeling
assignments with her dog."
"Ah."
He dug out some magazines.
Soon as I saw it,
I said, "That's her."
I took that away, and I thought,
"Job well done."
We were getting somewhere.
We went back
to Steve's apartment,
and he brought up a phone bill.
Every itemized phone call Joyce
had made from the apartment
in the last three, four months.
Right.
Away we went
with the phone bill.
Frank Power and I
spent three hours
hitting every one
Nobody had heard
of Joyce McKinney.
No idea who she was.
The dog was the link.
Always the dog.
It was only when Steve told me
that she took
the dog with her
that the photographer
could put a face to an alias.
You learn, when you're famous,
who your friends are.
When the payrollees come out,
the checkbook journalists.
People that are real jealous
or maybe didn't like you
or need money, it's, "Yeah?
What do ya wanna know about her?
How much you pay me?"
I had a false friend,
and his name was Steve,
and he was a creep.
He had the key
to the outside of my apartment
so he could go in
and walk my dog.
I had huge pictures of me in
there from a modeling portfolio.
He sold those to The Sun
and the Daily Mirror.
Both were in contests
to see who could do the worst
Joyce McKinney story.
reporters
showed up on his doorstep,
they turned him
They sent him and
his prostitute crony to Mexico
so that they
wouldn't be prosecuted
for breaking and entering
my apartment.
that somebody
was gonna get to him.
So we kept Steve out of the way
of all our opposition in Mexico
finished with the story.
He didn't realize that it was
to keep him out of the way.
I mean, he could've made
a lot of money
by telling his side
of the story.
All he got from us
was a promise
to be at the Old Bailey
when Joyce goes to trial.
We were coming up with more
material than you could believe,
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