The glow of the monitor illuminated a single freeze-frame—Chelsea Handler on stage at a Netflix roast, her face caught somewhere between a smirk and a grimace. The joke that had just landed wasn’t a joke at all. It was an accusation dressed up as comedy.

“In the Netflix comedy special, there was a slip-up involving Chelsea Handler,” the host said, her voice low. “She was called out for having an inappropriate dinner with Epstein. This dinner has been described as bizarre and creepy, and there were really, really young girls who were being employed by Jeffrey working at this dinner. This is just another example of what evil things are happening behind closed doors. So let’s get into it.”

She pulled up the clip. Shane Gillis, standing at the mic, delivering the line that would break the internet.

“Speaking of dead kids, she’s a big fan of—speaking of tossing tiny shrimp into a child’s mouth—Chelsea Handler went to dinner at Jeffrey Epstein’s house in 2010.”

The host paused the video.

“Oh, so uncomfortable. Back in 2010, too. I mean, pay attention to that timeline because at that point, Jeffrey was already convicted. She’s a fun one. I want you to look it up. There’s articles. It wasn’t like a big party. There was like seven people there. And it was like Prince Andrew and Woody Allen were there.”

She pulled up the reaction.

“Now, at first, there were some mixed reviews. Some people didn’t like that Shane brought this up. Not going to lie, I love Shane, but this is generally not funny. How is this funny? I don’t really think that this is supposed to be hilarious, guys, and I think that’s the point. It’s not supposed to be funny. This guy, Shane, saw this as an opportunity to call out Chelsea Handler for the deep ties that she has to some of these monstrous people.”

She pulled up a comment.

“Why is Chelsea Handler giving me Ellen DeGeneres energy right now?”

She nodded.

“I actually looked into Jeffrey’s old emails. You can go to jmail.com and you can access all of his emails. And you can see back in December—December 1st, 2010—there was this email going around about this dinner. And yes, Chelsea’s name was there, and she was being brought by Katie Couric.”

She pulled up the email chain.

“You can see that he, Jeffrey, is going back and forth with Peggy Siegal, who I’ve spoken about before. Peggy is a publicist. She worked with Timothée Chalamet at one point. And he’s asking her to keep the dinner relatively small, which is what Shane alluded to—that this was a small dinner. It looks like Jeffrey was actually more interested in Andrew being interviewed by George. It looks like there was a George Stephanopoulos and Prince Andrew was there. And of course, we know Prince Andrew has some answers he needs to provide.”

She pulled up the first hinge.

“The dinner wasn’t a secret. It was planned, curated, and documented in emails that are now public record. And everyone who attended—including Chelsea Handler—had to know exactly whose table they were sitting at. Epstein wasn’t a mystery in 2010. He was a convicted offender. And they went anyway.”

She pulled up Chelsea’s defense. The interviews where she tried to distance herself from the dinner, from the company, from the guilt.

“Chelsea Handler, who hosted the Critics’ Choice Awards tonight, she actually went to Epstein’s house for dinner but claimed that she didn’t know who Epstein was at the time. And this was right after he got out of prison for his thirteen-month sentence for doing unthinkable things to little girls.”

She pulled up Chelsea’s 2021 interview.

“She recalled it as a weird experience. I’m sure it was. She said, ‘I did go to dinner at Jeffrey’s house. I didn’t know who Jeffrey was. It was like 2010. I don’t know what year it was.’ Well, it was 2010. I can correct you there. ‘I went with Katie. Woody Allen was there with his wife, Soon-Yi. Charlie Rose was there. I was at that dinner party, but not very long. When I got there, I was like, wait, what is this gathering?’ And Prince Andrew was there with no one. He was just there with Jeffrey.”

She pulled up a comment.

“A weird group of people. And it’s exactly what Epstein likes to have at a dinner party—weird people who he could play in different parts of the industry or in politics.”

She paused.

“Chelsea Handler said that she went with Katie Couric to that party. Let’s be for real. How could you not know whose house you’re going to for dinner? Especially a dinner party where you’re going with Katie Couric and there’s going to be other celebrities there. And then once you get there, you really still don’t know where you are? And then Katie Couric wrote a memoir and said that the house was super creepy and it reminded her of Eyes Wide Shut.”

She pulled up the second hinge.

“Katie Couric said the house reminded her of ‘Eyes Wide Shut’—a film about secret elite societies, masked rituals, and hidden exploitation. She recognized the atmosphere immediately. And she stayed for dinner. That’s not innocence. That’s complicity dressed up as curiosity.”

She pulled up the timeline. The detail that unraveled the whole defense.

“Chelsea says she didn’t know who Jeffrey was. But Jeffrey was convicted in June 2008 in Florida, where he pled guilty. The dinner party was in late 2010. So if he was convicted in 2008, I mean, that means it was a done deal. It went to trial. He was convicted as an offender. He was definitely registered.”

She pulled up the question for Katie Couric.

“And Katie, you’re such a great reporter, right? You’re supposed to be like an all-star reporter, right? I can’t believe you didn’t do any research on this man before actually going to his home. You definitely knew.”

She pulled up the email exchange between Katie and Jeffrey.

“Katie writes on the 4th of December 2010, ‘I would love to, but I have a crazy packed weekend. Thanks for the invitation and thank you so much for dinner. That was interesting—a very eclectic crowd. Interesting. I know that you’re not a foodie, but the lasagna was rocking.’”

She let that sit.

“So did he not even eat at his dinner? That’s so weird. And she said it was ‘interesting.’ An eclectic crowd. She thanked him for it. So it seems like she had a relatively positive experience, at least from her end back then.”

She pulled up the follow-up email.

“After she replied stating that she couldn’t go wherever he had invited her, he wrote, ‘Andrew and I are disappointed. Fully understand.’ So it looks like Prince Andrew and Jeffrey wanted to hang out with Katie even more.”

She pulled up another message.

“Here’s another message where you can see Katie wrote back to him later on that day writing, ‘I’m on my way home. Do you want me to stop by in fifteen minutes? If you’re busy, no problem.’ He replied later on stating, ‘I’m outside.’”

She paused.

“So it looks like they had maybe a second meeting a few days after this dinner. The dates are really close—the original emails are on the 1st, these are on the 4th. So it happened relatively quickly. But there’s more that Katie’s not telling us.”

She pulled up the third hinge.

“Katie Couric didn’t just attend one dinner. She texted Epstein afterward, offering to come over in fifteen minutes. She called the lasagna ‘rocking.’ She thanked him for the experience. This wasn’t a one-time mistake. This was a relationship. And the only thing more disturbing than the dinner is the follow-up.”

She pulled up the girls. The victims in the room.

“Back to Chelsea because we do have more information about what happened at this dinner. She has stated publicly that Woody Allen was there. And she said that she asked Woody how he and Soon-Yi met, and that’s when she left. She said at that point of the night, ‘I was like, this is such a ridiculous dinner party. Who are these people? I was really curious. I had forgotten for a moment, so I asked them what I would ask any other couple—like, how’d you guys meet? But as soon as it came out of my mouth, I knew it was too late and I was like, ‘Oh.’”

She pulled up the context.

“Let me fill in some blanks if you’re not familiar with Woody Allen and Soon-Yi. Woody met his future bride Soon-Yi when she was ten years old as he began dating her adoptive mother, Mia Farrow. So yes, he literally left his ex and decided to get with her adopted daughter, which is so freaky because he was kind of like a father figure. Soon-Yi claims that their first friendly interaction occurred when she was in eleventh grade and broke her ankle. Shortly after 1990, she began attending the New York Knicks basketball games with him. Then their affair happened when she was in college. The reason we know is because Mia found nude photos of Soon-Yi taken at Woody Allen’s home.”

She paused.

“So he is a freakity freak. The freakiest you could be.”

She pulled up the detail about the young girls.

“Katie noted that even Chelsea Handler in that moment realized that these girls were really too young to be up in this house. I’ve never actually seen Eyes Wide Shut. Comment below if you have seen this film, but that’s supposedly what the party reminded her of. Did they wear masks? Here are some visuals from the film. It looks like a ritualistic type of event. According to Google, it looks like Eyes Wide Shut is really intense. It’s appropriate. It’s about the secret elite societies. So it looks like she was kind of alluding to seeing this world that maybe she hadn’t seen prior.”

She pulled up the fourth hinge.

“Chelsea Handler asked Woody Allen how he met his wife. She knew the answer was monstrous. She asked anyway. She laughed. She left. And somewhere in that house, young girls were taking coats, serving food, being groomed for horrors no one wanted to name. That’s not a dinner party. That’s a crime scene with place settings.”

She pulled up the question that everyone was asking.

“The Cindy McCains and the Katie Courics that continue to say, ‘Oh, it was a known secret.’ It wasn’t a secret. It’s not a secret if you knew it in the moment. You knew it in the moment. You just chose not to do anything about it. That’s not a secret. That’s ignorance.”

She pulled up the comments.

“Yeah, sure she didn’t know and she was a reporter. She knew.”

Another: “Why did she go when she knew that he was a criminal? This is BS. Her email thread is from 2010. Everyone knew what he did.”

She pulled up the defense that didn’t hold up.

“To be fair, if it was her, I probably wouldn’t have assumed that Katie would have brought me to a registered offender’s house. The lies, they all knew. This was in 2010, no one knew who Jeffrey was. The world didn’t even know. That’s also false. Remember Jeffrey was convicted before the big one and he was let go. And during that time when he was let go, this dinner party occurred.”

She pulled up the fifth hinge.

“The ‘nobody knew’ defense is a lie. Epstein was a convicted offender in 2008. The dinner was in 2010. The emails are public. The witnesses are alive. ‘I didn’t know’ is not an excuse. It’s an admission that you didn’t care enough to ask.”

She pulled up the bigger picture. The pattern of silence.

“Point it out to her how young the coat-check girls were. And yet she just continues to say, ‘Oh, it was a known secret.’ I mean, come on. The Cindy McCains and the Katie Courics that continue to say, ‘Oh, it was a known secret.’ It wasn’t a secret. It’s not a secret if you knew it in the moment. You knew it in the moment. You just chose not to do anything about it. That’s not a secret. That’s ignorance.”

She pulled up a comment.

“If you watched Chelsea lately, it doesn’t come as a surprise. Everyone in Hollywood had one degree of separation between themselves and Jeffy.”

She paused.

“That’s the part that keeps me up at night. Not that Epstein existed. Not that he had a house. Not that he had a plane. Not that he had an island. But that he had dinner parties. In 2010. After his conviction. With journalists. With comedians. With princes. With the people who were supposed to expose him. And they sat at his table. They ate his lasagna. They laughed at his jokes. And they left.”

She pulled up the final hinge.

“Chelsea Handler went to Epstein’s house. Katie Couric went to Epstein’s house. Woody Allen went to Epstein’s house. Prince Andrew went to Epstein’s house. They all ate, laughed, networked, and left. And somewhere in that house, young girls were working. Young girls who couldn’t leave. Young girls who didn’t have a choice. The people at that dinner had one job: to see. And they chose not to. That’s not a dinner party. That’s a failure of humanity dressed up as an invitation.”

She reached for her water.

“I hope you guys enjoyed this video. Let me know what you think in the comments below. And let me know what you want me to talk about next because I don’t know what I’m going to talk about tomorrow. No idea. So let me know in the comments below. Bye, guys.”