Charles Chi-Tat Ng, it is
the judgment and sentence

of this court of which the
jury found you guilty on

February 24, 1999.

And it's just like I told
the judge, may God forgive me.

I want him dead.

Charles Ng has shown
nothing but contempt for

life, for law, for
anything and everything good.

He has killed many people
and for no reason other

than for his amusement.

They were dismembered,
burned, and then I feel

that they were crushed
in some manner.

And the jury having found
all 11 murders to be of

the first degree.

This is a cartoon that
shows a Asian individual,

and he has a
child by the legs.

And it appears that what he's
doing is he's cooking this
child.

What kind of person
does that to a child?

To a baby?

And the jury having
returned a verdict that

the penalty
shall be death.

I mean, if I had to
deliver a message to Charles Ng,

it would be, you know, you better repent now,

because when
the angel of death comes,

the time for
mercy is over.

...... case is, Mr. Ng.

In 1984, Charles Ng, a
Hong-Kong British subject,

and Leonard Lake, a native
Californian, committed a

series of horrific crimes
that devastated the lives

of everyone they touched.

Can't stop. Can't stop.

Won't stop. Won't stop.

Their shared obsessions
of militarism and lurid

sexual fantasy led to kidnap, torture, and murder.

And the evidence they left
behind stands as testimony

to the mayhem
they created.

Lake recorded his state
of mind in his journal.

Ng charted the murders
in a series of cartoons.

And they videoed the
torture of the women they

held as sex slaves.

Ng talked to us in
prison during his trial.

These are horrendous stuff
that they accuse me of doing.

You know, I can't
even hurt a puppy.

And Lake talked about
their fantasies in his

home-made philosophy tape.

What I want is an
off-the-shelf sex partner.

The combined sadistic
energies of these two men

became a lethal cocktail,
and their story shows how

devastating such deviance can become when it goes undetected.

When Leonard Lake was
arrested in 1985,

he committed suicide.

And it has taken 15 years
to bring Charles Ng to justice.

And whilst Ng protests his
innocence, and this woman,

Lake's ex-wife, has
immunity on 19 counts of murder,

this is simple
story of the horrors

created by this trio and
their devastating impact

on the lives of so
many more than their 25 victims.

Charles Chi-Tat Ng, you are remanded to the care, custody...

Charles Ng has spent those 15 years in solitary confinement.

And the man that knows Ng
better than most is his lawyer,

public
defender Bill Kelley.

In speaking about Charles
Ng's personality, if you...

appear annoyed or
irritated he initially...

let's say you're arguing
with him about something,

he starts to
assert himself.

Once he asserts himself,
you assert yourself.

Typically he just
withdraws, and he becomes

very meek and kind
of goes into a shell.

I would say he's without
confidence,

almost child-like in
a lot of ways.

Born on Christmas Eve,
1960, in Hong Kong,

Charles Ng was a constant
disappointment to his

demanding father.

As a child, he fought hard against his family's expectations.

This led to severe
and repeated beatings.

Patrick Callahan, a
criminal psychologist and

an authority on this case,
has spent many hours in

conversation with Ng.

Kenneth Ng, Charles'
father, was seriously

physically abusive
of, uh, Charles.

Interesting to note is
that while he was being

physically abusive, he was saying it was to make him strong.

Him, Charles, strong.

And he was also saying
while he was being beaten

and tethered to a
window, "I love you.

I'm doing this to
make you strong.

It's for your own good."

But this only made Ng
withdraw further into a

fantasy world of violence
and martial arts.

He began to set fire to
cars and to his school.

Charles Ng had become a
disgrace to his proud,

middle-class family.

So in 1977, he was sent
to a private school in England.

But Ng could not bond
with this new environment.

He became more violent,
stole from fellow pupils,

and harassed his teacher
with sexually explicit letters.

He was then sent to San Francisco to live with relatives.

And in October 1979, using
a fake birth certificate,

Ng joined the U.S. Marines.

Can't stop. Can't stop.

Won't stop. Won't stop.

Now, the Marine Corps,
of course, is not an individual,

but he saw the organization as
something

that he could belong to
and attach himself to and

be part of - something he never really felt with his father.

Can't stop. Can't stop.

Won't stop. Won't stop.

Ng had also found an environment
that

encouraged his love of violence.

But within two years,
Ng had been arrested for

stealing weapons.

He escaped, went on the
run, and sought out an

ex-Marine he had contacted
through a right-wing

survivalist magazine.

That man was Leonard Lake.

He was to become the
father figure Ng had been

searching for and would fuel his violent sexual fantasies.

Good evening.

It's a Sunday in October.

Twenty-second,
twenty-third,

something like that.

Very close to my
38th birthday.

And I'm starting this tape
without script or without

any real organization of
what I want to say,

but I do feel a need to explain.

At 17, Lake was an angry
loner,

showing signs of retarded sexual
development.

When he read a classic
novel called

"The Collector," it proved the
catalyst for the deviant

fantasies that would
shape his adult life.

The Collector is a
chilling story of an

obsessive young man
isolated from the world.

He fixates on a young
woman, Miranda,

and imprisons her in the hope
she will grow to love him.

Lake became obsessed with
this tale and over the

next 20 years distorted
it into a plan to imprison

women as sex slaves.

He called this plan
"Project Miranda" after

the imprisoned woman in
The Collector and called

his victims M-Ladies.

He even laid out a set of
rules by which he would

force his Miranda to live.

Just to quote, number
three is,

"I must never show my disrespect, either verbally or silent.

I must never cross my arms
or legs in front of my body,

or clench my fist
and, unless eating,

must always keep my
lips parted."

So you can see from that,
that Leonard not only

wanted physical
domination,

but he wanted psychological domination.

He wanted them to be
totally open to him so

that they lost their
individuality,

lost their personhood and totally became his victim.

I believe that I can, if
I can construct a holding cell,

I can create a
facility that is so stark,

and so empty that, fairly
quickly, by a combination

of, uh, painful
punishments when I'm displeased,

I can quickly
condition a young woman to

cooperate with me fully.

It may not work;
however, I want to try.

What had led Lake to such
a warped attitude towards

women was a repeated and compounding series of rejections,

first as a
child when his adored

mother abandoned him, then
by his beloved Marines

when he was discharged
with severe psychological

problems after two
tours of Vietnam.

And the last straw was his
first wife divorcing him,

as he later confided
to his sister.

In looking back on all
of the events,

I think it certainly was a
significant one in terms

of his developing or
re-enforcement,

I should say, re-enforcement of
his hatred of women.

Huh, let's see.

Despite this hatred, Lake
was to find a woman who

shared his extreme
sexual appetite.

In 1980, he met Cricket
Balazs, and a year later

they were married.

..... into my sweet little lap.

Her strong sexual hold on
Lake would give Cricket a

controlling influence
over him until his death.

He felt so rejected by
women that someone like Cricket,

who was not particularly beautiful or intelligent,

for him to be
involved with someone like that,

I think, reflects
his own self-esteem problems.

That, to me, was
clearly a dynamic.

Even though he claimed to
be smarter and cleverer

than her, he had no power
in the relationship.

But the relationship Lake could control was about to begin.

Charles Ng was on the run
after his arms theft from

the Marines.

He fled to Leonard Lake,
his survivalist pen pal.

Ng remembers the first
time he met this man.

At the time, I needed
somewhere to stay, so this

is why I was led to him.

He's older than me, of
course, like ten years or more,

and, you know, I
just took to him much like a,

a brotherly
fatherly figure.

As a threesome, they got
along very well,

and they spent a lot of
time together.

They lived very cooperatively and collaboratively.

They shared
care of the dog.

I mean they lived
like a family.

In Charles Ng, Lake had
found the perfect father

to help him realize
his Project Miranda.

And Ng's initiation
was his exposure to the

extreme sexual games
played by Lake and Cricket.

I mean that, that they,
they got this kind of bondage,

like whips and
handcuffs, and uh,

and stuff like that
in the house.

So, I mean, like, I
overheard it,

sometimes when I was in the living room or kitchen, cooking,

when they were doing these
things in the bedroom.

When he observed that,
there was an abreaction or

there was a connection
between the wedding of

pain and love that he felt
in his relationship with

his father and his mother.

And, and that, again,
bonded him more closely to

Lake and to Cricket.

Ng's life with his
surrogate family was

abruptly shattered when he
and Lake were arrested by

the FBI for weapons theft.

Ng went to prison, while
Lake jumped bail and began

life as a fugitive.

And as he wrote in his
journal, Lake completely

severed his links
with society.

Amazing.

Our land of the free
is not prepared to deal

effectively with
a truly free man.

What can they do to one
who carries cyanide in his

pocket when death
holds no fears?

From the time that Lenny
became a fugitive,

he had told us that he'd been
experimenting to find the

right dose of cyanide that
would, um, kill a man,

an adult male and that he
was to keep this cyanide

capsule with him at all
times - um, a fresh one so

that in the event that he
were ever captured, that

he was, that he would
rather die than be imprisoned.

In 1983, Lake persuaded
Cricket to buy a house in

the remote hills of
Calaveras County, three

hours from San Francisco.

The quiet hamlet of
Wilseyville was the

perfect place for
Project Miranda.

Wilseyville is, is typical
of a small town up here in

the foothills.

I think most people are
drawn up here for its

beauty and its quiet
and its openness.

I think Leonard Lake was drawn here for the isolation.

It was a ideal
place for him.

Nobody bothered him.

Nobody recognized him.

Nobody would ask
him any questions.

Lake began his obsessive
search for the perfect

M-Lady, the woman he would hold captive in his bunker.

I like very slim women,
very pretty, of course, petite,

small-breasted, long hair.

I certainly enjoy sex,
I certainly enjoy the

dominance of climbing on a
woman and using her body.

Lake needed a new
identity, which meant cold

bloodedly murdering
his best friend Charles Gunnar.

And he needed money to
build the bunker close to

his house, so he lured his brother Donny up to Wilseyville.

Lenny came to pick up
Donny to take him to this

supposed
house-sitting job.

He shot him in the head
while he was asleep.

He put like, point blank,
he shot him in the head.

To pull of project
Miranda, Lake would

require a constant supply of money and new identities.

Gunnar and Lake's brother,
Donny, were only the beginning.

Then, in June 1984, Ng
was released from prison.

He headed straight for
his new-found family in Wilseyville.

Finally, Leonard Lake,
Charles Ng, and Cricket

Balazs were
together again.

Now, operation Miranda
could truly begin.

Within the next year, a
total of 25 people would

disappear from San
Francisco and the

Wilseyville area,
never to be seen again.

The bunker was ready, and
Project Miranda had indeed begun.

Lake's chilling fantasy
was finally underway.

It will be interesting to
see how far this tape and

I actually go.

Leonard Lake - a name not
seen or much used these days.

My next year as a
fugitive, still with death

in my pocket and
fantasy my major goal.

The bunker was built.

Project Miranda was go.

And the next year would
see at least 25 violent deaths.

The murders that were
perpetrated by Leonard

Lake and Charles Ng
are very complex.

They include
individual murders.

They include families
where a whole family is

murdered, and they include
the murder of children.

Sean Dubs, and his parents
Harvey and Deborah, were

abducted from their home
in San Francisco when Lake

and Ng came to buy
their video camera.

And back in Wilseyville,
Brenda O'Connor,

Lonnie Bond, and their baby were
abducted from the house

next door to Lake's.

The fate of Sean Dubs
and Lonnie Bond, Jr.

is unknown, but Ng's cartoons
suggest a horrifying end.

The children were perhaps
tortured to further gain

the compliance
of the women.

Brenda O'Connor, Kathy
Allen, and possibly

Deborah Dubs were
imprisoned as M-Ladies,

tortured and then killed.

The men were killed quite
quickly because they were

a physical threat
to Lake and Ng.

And again, the fact that
they couldn't leave any

witnesses led to the death
of many of these people.

But when Lake and Ng
abducted Paul Cosner,

they could not have reckoned on
the desperate persistence

with which his sister,
Sharon Sellitto,

would search for Paul.

My connection with the
Ng case is that, uh,

my brother Paul Cosner was
one of their victims.

He put an ad in the
Chronicle in 1984 to sell a car,

a Honda Prelude,
and, uh, Leonard Lake

answered that ad and
decided my brother looked

enough like him
to use his ID.

Sharon reported Paul's
disappearance to the

police but was told
they wouldn't look for a

missing person over six
years of age,

but they would look for
a stolen car.

My brother's missing,
nobody cares at all or

will even do anything, but
a $5,000 stinking car is

gone and you're gonna send
somebody over right away.

So Sharon undertook her
own search, fly-posting

the city with
pictures of Paul.

Now I didn't sleep,
I didn't eat.

I kept thinking if I could
think of everything to do.

But it's like if I
forgot one thing, that it

wouldn't work.

Sharon's fight to find her
brother was not completely

in vain.

By reporting his car
missing every month for

seven months, she kept the
vehicle on the hot sheet,

and on June 2, 1985 this
was instrumental in the

capture of the men that
abducted her brother.

Because on that day, Lake
and Ng went to a hardware

store in San Francisco and
attempted to steal a vice.

When confronted, Ng fled
the scene, leaving Lake to

deal with the police.

On checking the Honda
Prelude Lake was driving,

the police found a gun
with an illegal silencer.

At the police station,
Lake was cautioned and

asked for his
identity card.

The car was traced to Paul
Cosner and the ID card to

another missing
person, Scott Stapley.

Determined not to be taken
alive, Lake swallowed two

cyanide capsules he kept
sewn in the lapel of his jacket.

Before he poisoned
himself, Lake wrote a

suicide note to
Cricket, his ex-wife.

Dearest Cricket,
I love you.

I forgive you.

Freedom is better
than all else.

Love, Leonard.

Before he lost
consciousness,

Lake gave the police Ng's name.

Mr. Ng is very clear.

He believes that, uh, he
was given up by Leonard

Lake in order to give time
for Cricket to get away,

and for her also to,
uh, dispose of whatever

evidence there may
be up at Wilseyville.

But Ng was not completely
betrayed, Cricket took him

downtown to collect
his clothes and guns.

Then she drove him to San
Francisco Airport,

and while Lake was unconscious
in hospital, Ng escaped.

Cricket had called and
told me that Lenny had

swallowed his
cyanide capsule.

He was on life support.

So about midnight that
night, my mother and my

younger sister
and I went to Kaiser/Cosner,

and there were
detectives waiting for us

in the waiting room of the
Intensive Care Unit who

wanted to ask us questions
about Lenny, and, of course,

at this point, we
had no idea of anything

that was about to unfold.

Within the four days it
took Leonard Lake to die,

this insignificant
shoplifting incident grew

into a horrifying
case of mass murder.

Police had searched Paul
Cosner's car and found

bullet holes as well as
an electricity bill in the

name of Cricket Balazs
that linked her to the

Wilseyville property.

After being questioned by
the police, Cricket took her chance.

It was June 3rd.

It was the day after my
brother swallowed the

cyanide capsule that Cricket came to my mother's house.

She was very nervous.

She was very agitated.

She actually asked me
to go up with her to the

Wilseyville house to what
she said get some personal

belongings out of the
house that she did not

want the police to see.

Lake's sister refused
to go with Cricket, but

Lake's mother agreed.

And my mother told me
later that she filled

several cardboard boxes
of things, including videotapes.

The next day, police went
with Cricket up to Lake's house,

but there was no
way they could ever have

imagined the magnitude
of the crimes they would

uncover there.

The case just started,
just mushrooming up from there,

and when the
Inspector from San

Francisco found that video
equipment to the Dubs family,

I think that's when things really started to roll.

The police found bullet
holes and blood stains in

the house.

This is the bed with the
sides had the four holes

or the two holes for each
hand, that looked like

were used for restraint.

And next to the bed was
the video camera stolen

from the Dubs family, the
camera Lake had used to

film the building of his
bunker and the execution

of his crimes.

So, here it is, a cut on
the earth about 21 feet across.

The backhoe worked
for 24 hours.

Myself and two young men
with our little picks and

shovels and wheelbarrows
worked for another three

or four days.

Cricket became more
nervous with every find

and refused to let
the police search the

padlocked bunker
close to the house.

Later on that day, we, uh,
we the brought the search

warrant to the residence
and took a look around the

grounds, and at that point in time there was a, uh, a tool shed.

It had all the regular
tools, just a typical workshop.

And it was from there,
detectives, after looking at it,

noticed that the
wall went farther back

into the hillside.

And then as they dug
around a little more,

they found that there was quite
a bit of the building that

went back into the dirt.

So, that made them think,
well, how do you get in.

And they started looking and they found a secret passageway.

What we're looking at is
what has been as described

as the inner cell
area of this bunker.

As you can see, the door
was hidden with a two false,

three
false shelves.

The inner cell of the
bunker was actually two

different compartments.

In the first, they found a copy of The Collector. Attached

to the wall
were photographs of 21

semi-clothed young women.

A two-way mirror provided
a spy hole into the second

compartment, which was, in fact, a tiny airless cell.

Next to the mirror was a
night sight, allowing Lake

to see into the darkness.

So actually in the cell,
if you go in there,

and close the door, and turn
the lights on, it's very

much like being
in a mineshaft.

It's just pitch black,
and you can't hear.

The police assumed that people had been held captive here,

but who were they?

And why were they held?

Lake had buried evidence
in front of the bunker

that would enable the
police to unravel this mystery.

The discovered Lake's
journal, detailing the

last 18 months of his
life, and his philosophy tape,

expounding his
plans for Project Miranda.

But most chilling was
a video labeled

"The M-Ladies Tape," filmed in
Lake's house, and showing

Lake and Ng torturing
innocent women.

If you don't go along with
us, we'll probably take

you into bed, tie you
down, rape you, shoot you,

and bury you.

What appears interesting
is, at least of the two

M-Ladies that we know,
that they were not as easy

to control as Leonard had
thought, and thus, I, uh,

I think their deaths
were premature.

At first, police had no
idea who these two women

were or whether they were
alive or dead, until they

found a trench that was 50
yards long and contained

the driving licenses of
Kathy Allen and Brenda

O'Connor, the two women
on the M-Ladies tape.

Amongst hundreds of
other items of personal

belongings, the police
also found Paul Cosner's ID,

and evidence that
Brenda's best friend had

also perished.

So it was right in here
that they found articles

of clothing belonging to
some of our victims,

one of them being
Scott Stapley.

He had a shirt that had
his name Scott written

above the pocket.

The property was literally
strewn with human bone

that had been
burnt or crushed.

And this is a plot, or
plot five, and in this

area it appeared that they
would bring the ashes down

and just throw 'em out.

It took police eight weeks
to sift through these

grizzly remains.

We found some teeth, we
found some baby teeth,

so we knew there was, at
least one child that had

been murdered as well.

We wound up with probably
about 45 pounds of this

bone that could constitute
as many as six or eight humans.

So, we knew that we had
a large number of people

that had been killed.

At this point, only six
identifiable bodies had

been found.

From the bones and other
evidence, they estimated

at least another
17 victims.

They dug a big section
like this out...

Three weeks later, the
police found more bodies,

of two men, released into
the woods, and then hunted

down for sport and shot
as they tried to escape.

One of the bodies had
handcuffs, had ligatures.

Both of these
victims were shot.

And it was right down in
this area that there were

tuffs of fabric and
material on the ground

that had been dug up by
predators, and that's

where the bodies of Lonnie
Bond and Scott Stapley were found.

The pistol was shoved down
his throat, and it was

rammed around, breaking
all of his teeth out,

and then he was shot.

It just makes us shudder
to think of the torture

and what he must have
been going through.

Why did this have to
happen to these people and

two men causing such
tragedy in the lives of so

many people, and not just
the family lives of the

victims but other people
who were affected during

the investigation?

It's been hot
and tedious....

For the victim's families,
their fight for justice

was just beginning.

Many had no loved
ones to bury.

The police had no
suspects to question.

And the families' pain was
being made all too public

by the media.

And my answer machine was
blinking, and I turn it

on, and they said, uh,
Mr. and Mrs. Stapley,

this is so-and-so from
such-and-such television

station in San Francisco.

We would like to talk to
you about your son Robin

and the murders in
Calaveras County.

Our telephone number
is blah-bla-bla-blah.

Please call us.

But today we have
pictures, pictures that

will probably
leave many....

We were watching the news
one night and all of a sudden,

on the TV, there's
my daughter sitting in the

chair, in shackles, and
him cutting her clothes off,

and she was
begging for the baby.

These are some of the bone
fragments that have been found.

Pieces of human beings.

Investigators say
there are countless...

And they just
kept talking.

They showed their hands on
the TV at night and they

would have marble-sized
chunks of bone,

and you didn't know if it
was Paul, you know.

But in nobody's wildest
imagination did we expect

it to be this bad
and this horrible.

The shocking discoveries
at Wilseyville had left

the police with many
questions,

and the victims' relatives
reeling, desperate for justice.

But Lake was dead, and
Cricket refused to give

any information
without immunity.

That left Charles Ng,
and he had vanished.

An international
manhunt was underway.

Then on July 6, 1985, Ng
attempted to shoplift from

the Hudson Bay Department
Store Calgary in Canada.

He was arrested.

Within hours, FBI agents
were in Calgary to verify

that this man was Charles
Ng and to take him back to California.

But the Canadian
Government refused to

expedite Ng to a State
where he could face the

death penalty.

It took six years of
campaigning by Sharon Sellitto

and other
victims' relatives as well

as political wrangling
between governments before

Ng faced an
extradition hearing.

He doesn't have
any rights.

He made a decision, and it
was the wrong one,

and he deserves to suffer
the consequences.

Once the expedition was
granted, Ng was on a plane

back to California
within the hour.

And I knew that they had
this Ng taskforce all the time,

this whole six years
that he'd been in Canada.

They were just gonna kind
of have to pick him up and

dust him off and the
process would begin.

And, um, that's
not what happened.

The next seven years saw
a succession of delays due

to mismanagement of
the case and Ng turning

jailhouse lawyer.

Ng isn't even an American
citizen, and he's managed

to use our legal system
better and longer than any

criminal in the history of
the United States that was

born here.

He, um, changed attorneys
like he changed his socks.

Five teams of defense
lawyers, seven judges,

and three trial start
dates came and went.

Finally in 1994, Ng was
given the lawyer that

would defend him at trial.

I was appointed Charles
Ng's lawyer in November of 1994.

Immediately, I
went up to

Calaveras County just to get a sense

of how large the file was, and I was, of course, dumbstruck.

Six tons of paper and
machinery and bookshelves,

and all that.

Probably four tons paper.

That's what we estimated.

Ng had been charged with
the murder of 12 of the 25

Wilseyville victims.

Kelley needed three years
to prepare this huge case.

Then we realized that we
had waited 14 years for a

trial that was a farce.

They had spent 20 million dollars, um, putting this together,

um, for what?

It was unbelievable.

It is ludicrous for this
defendant to come to court

and ask for any release.

What we're looking at
now is a motion for new trial...

Ng did everything he could
to disrupt the trial.

He presented dozens of
motions to the court,

including complaints of
travel sickness and bad food.

I'm sorry, Mr. Ng appears
to be sort of dozing off here.

Mr. Ng are you able to
listen to what's going on?

No, I'm not able to
concentrate, sir.

Why?

I'm real tired.

How much sleep did
you get last night?

I stayed up all night.

Why?

I changed the motion
of, these motions, sir.

You were working on the
motions that you filed today?

Yes.

Not much to pack.

The last straw came when
Ng telephoned a juror in

an effort to
cause a mistrial.

After I found out that it
was, in fact, Charles Ng

that had called me and
had been able to reach out

from his cell and
get into my house.

And it's scary.

He doesn't belong here.

I couldn't just leave
it at court anymore.

It was at home with me
now, and I resent that.

Leonard Lake clearly had
a great deal of influence

over Mr. Ng...

The victims' relatives
endured eight months of

horrific evidence and
a defense case that

presented Lake as the
manipulator and Ng merely

an accomplice.

The evidence fails to show that he was an actual killer.

The one person who
knew the truth was not

questioned in the trial by
either side for fear she

would damage their case.

But despite damning
evidence, Cricket Balazs

had been given immunity
on 19 counts of murder.

She knew what
was going on.

I think she procured.

Girl, I think she lured
people up there for them,

and I think, um, she was a
willing participant, also.

Um... let's see.

We've talked about
underage performers, and...

There's one particular
conversation where Cricket

is actually seen looking at photographic albums of young girls.

...But I've seen some
awfully cute-looking girls

- 14, 15 year
olds that I .... watching them

do something interesting.

And they mention, uh,
making some of the girls

at the school
disappear at that time.

Cricket was a teacher's
aide at a school.

I think it was
a high school.

They're actually talking
about making people disappear.

But the immunity
agreement stood.

I mean, she, you know,
they couldn't prove that

she lied, and so there it
was, and so off she went.

So the prosecution could
get Cricket Balazs to

court, but they could not
risk questioning her on

the stand.

But they did have two
pieces of evidence that

were damning proof of
Ng's true roll in the

Wilseyville murders.

Now, unfortunately, Ng did
a number of drawings, some

of which specifically were
connected to the victims

in the trial.

As pieces of evidence, uh,
they were not good from my

perspective.

What you have here is
two individuals, and it

appears that what they are
doing is they are dropping

this person into a fire.

We just don't want to
believe that these two men

were capable of taking
living human beings and

placing them into a fire,
because we know from the

fourth picture that they
were awake because they

were able to speak when
they were placed in the fire.

Few of the victims'
bodies were ever found.

Just the crushed bones
from the many burn sites

scattered around
the property.

However the evidence that
finally proved Ng's guilt

to the jury was
the M-Ladies tape.

Kathy Allen and
then Brenda O'Connor were

kept prisoner in
the bunker cell.

The videotape shows them brought to this room in Lake's house.

Their clothes were
cut off at knifepoint.

They were threatened with
rape, beatings, and the

death of their babies
and themselves.

These tapes cannot be
taken lock, stock,

and barrel the way it is.

This is like the
three scenes of them.

You know, the first scene
is Leonard Lake with Kathy Allen with me.

The second scene was a massage scene?

The third scene was
Leonard Lake talking to,

uh, Kathy Allen when I'm not on the property at all.

The fourth scene is the
Brenda O'Connor scene with Leonard Lake, me.

That's basically the
totality of the tapes.

The tape that my daughter was on, it was a tape of torture.

Mental torture and him
cutting her clothes off

and everything, had a
truly big effect on the jury.

The one juror still has
nightmares, still hears my

daughter's voice.

And Brenda just wanted to
know where her baby was,

and they all
sleep like a rock.

And laughing at her.

And making fun of her.

And then when they had her
strip down to take her to

the shower, she got faint.

And Leonard Lake is over
there, fondling her and

pretending to be nice to
her and, oh, here, let me

help you, and it
just made me sick.

It still makes me sick.

Just, the tape only lasts,
I mean, the segment that I

was involved in only
lasts, at the most, 20 minutes.

And the prosecution tries
to tell the jury that this

20 minutes, this is
the real Charles Ng.

But there's no doubt that,
that Charles Ng enjoyed

what he did.

And in his drawings, the
cartoons that he produced,

he does state in one
of them, "No kill, no thrill,"

which would suggest that, for him, the enjoyment,

what he got out
of the behavior that is

exhibited on M-Ladies was
the thrill of control.

The trial they had waited
14 years for lasted eight

months, and in February
1999, the jury gave their

verdicts on 12
counts of murder.

For Sharon Sellitto,
those verdicts proved a

devastating end to her
long fight for justice.

Before they ever even
started, my mother was

sitting there with her
hands in her lap,

turned up, and the tears were
just running down her face

and filling up her hands,
and the court clerk got up

and read the verdicts.

We, the jury, in the above
entitled case,

find the defendant, Charles
Chi-Tat Ng, guilty...

They go, you
know, "Count one."

and they go, "Guilty,
guilty, guilty, guilty,

guilty, guilty, guilty,
guilty, guilty."

and they'd say
"Count two."

and go "Guilty..."

It was 11 murder one's.

And a mistrial on Paul,
and I couldn't take it.

It was like 124 damn
guilties and they couldn't

do one stinking
guilty for Paul?

My name is David Douglass
Bond, I'm the brother of

Lonnie Wayne Bond, and
the uncle of Lonnie Wayne,

Jr. and, uh, brother-in-law of Brenda O'Connor.

In '85, Mr. Ng took their lives by murder, rape, and pillage.

Part of the punishment is
listening to what you, to

the havoc that you have
caused, the pain that

you've caused to the
families, and that they

are your victims, too.

The baby was beautiful,
and he loved his grandpa.

He followed him all over.

May God forgive me, but
I want Charles Ng dead.

Everybody in that
courtroom, every family

member was the victim of
Charles Ng and Leonard Lake.

I don't have any fancy
speech to give you.

I just wanted to come up
here and stand before you

and tell you that my
sister was loved and is

missed very, very much.

There are times, many
times, Dwight and I cling to,

and hold each other,
and silently scream for

the unendurable loss
of our youngest son.

We sometimes cry for hours
and hours with longing to

see our dear son,
Scott, again.

No one should ever have to
lose a child, especially

in such a sadistic manner.

Human beings deserve
dignity in death.

Deborah, Harvey and Sean
Dubs, Kathleen Allen,

Brenda O' Connor, Lonnie
and Lonnie Bond Jr.,

Scott Stapley, Clifford
Peranteu, Jeff Gerald,

Michael Carroll, and my
brother deserve to live.

And Charles Ng,
you deserve to die.

Charles Chi Tat Ng, it is
the judgment and sentence

of this court that you
shall be punished by death.

This penalty shall be
inflicted within the walls

of the California State
Prison in San Quentin,

California.

You may show up proud
and fuck me, Judge.

Let alone the case is, Mr. Ng....

Charles Ng is now on death
row in San Quentin Prison.

His execution is unlikely
to happen within the next 15 years.

Leonard Lake is dead and
has never been punished.

And Cricket Balazs is
enjoying a new life in San Francisco.

Most of the victims'
families have no remains

to bury and so have never
been able to lay their

loved ones to rest.

Remarkably, some can draw
hope from this terrible ordeal.

There have been good
things happen to us all

the way through.

You know, people are good.

There's a saying that no
matter how anything evil happens,

good will come of it.

And this has been just about as evil as anything can be,

and everything
we've had is just as good

as anything could be.