Jamie Mustard

or a dad, and you're put on this thing, you won't be speaking to your child or your spouse for seven years or five years.

And if, say, your kid sees you walking down what they call L. Ron Hubbard Way in the middle of Hollywood, North Berendo, when I was a kid, and, Dad, he sees you running because you're on the concentration camp, and you wear all black, and you wear armbands for what your behavior is, like right out of Dachau or Auschwitz, okay?

Your five-year-old says, Dad,

Unless your kid says something to you, you're not allowed to speak to your child.

And so when I was seven years old, eight years old, maybe a year after I was in the FBI raid, the largest FBI raid in history because Scientology had committed the largest industrial spying campaign on the U.S.

government in history.

A year later, I hadn't seen my mom.

She'd been off training.

They said, oh, we're going to bring you to see your mom from the dormitories.

And she was on this concentration camp.

It was like a literally like a room with a bunch of card tables and everybody's wearing black.

It was like a visiting room for a prison.

So when I was seven years old, I was woken up at 11 or midnight.

All of us kids were being jostled out of bed.

That never happened before.

And we were told that we all had to get up and go over to the main building because there were people that were visiting.

They were going to come in to our bedrooms and they wanted to protect us from an inspection.

I think they might have phrased it as an inspection.

So they take us over to the big blue building that everybody sees on TV, which is an old hospital, very Orwellian with a big sign on top.

And they put us into this place called Lebanon Hall, which is a big theater type room where they have speeches.