One of the big revelations about “Going Clear,” Alex Gibney’s documentary about Scientology: the cult ended Nicole Kidman’s marriage to Tom Cruise. This will all come out when “Going Clear” airs in March on HBO. Gibney has former Scientologists on the record talking about how Cruise, persuaded by Scientology’s David Miscavige, authorized the wire tapping of Kidman’s phone. This was in 2000-2001. You may recall that just a couple of years earlier, Cruise and Kidman’s phones were tapped by a photographer who ultimately went to jail.

But I digress.

You may also recall that Cruise’s private investigator, Anthony Pellicano, is currently serving a long prison term for illegal wiretapping. Pellicano worked for Cruise’s attorney, Bert Fields. A Fields associate, and Cruise attorney, is one Ricardo P. Cestero, former Pellicano aide.

As I wrote in 2006: “But what most people don’t know is that before he went to law school and came to work for Fields, Cestero labored in the office of Anthony Pellicano as a private investigator. In fact, he was schooled at Pellicano’s very knee. Ricardo P. Cestero graduated from Oberlin College in 1991. According to the Greenberg Glusker Web site, he got his law degree in 1997 from the University of California Los Angeles School of Law. This differs from the Martindale.com Web site, which has biographical info for all attorneys. Cestero graduated from law school there in 1999. Either way, in the years between graduating college and getting his law degree, according to sources and reports, Cestero worked exclusively for Pellicano, who in turn worked for attorney Bert Fields. Fields has maintained throughout the Pellicano investigation that he knew nothing of the private detective’s activities and sanctioned nothing illegal.”

Just so we have that all in the same place.

Kidman was gobsmacked when Cruise filed for divorce in February 2001. Six weeks earlier, on Christmas Eve 2000, Cruise and Kidman had renewed their vows after ten years of marriage. While Cruise filed, he checked off a box on his divorce form indicating he and Kidman had not made the decade mark. Kidman, as I reported back then, had been observed with Cruise and family at the Hotel Carlyle in New York in October 2000, happy as clams.

When Cruise filed, she was dumbfounded. She went through a bad period. But the happy ending is that Kidman remarried (happily, to Keith Urban), they have two children, and she is close to her older son and daughter. When she mentions them, she lights up.

And Cruise? Katie Holmes and her daughter, Suri, escaped, mostly unharmed. Now Gibney and co. are calling for Cruise to denounce Scientology publicly. It’s not going to happen. For better or worse, they are his family.

Cindra Ladd is the wife of Alan Ladd, Jr., respected movie exec and producer, son of the great star who also bore that name. Cindra says in the Huffington Post that Bill Cosby drugged and raped her 45 years ago. She wants nothing– no money, trial, press conference or fame. She says she was 21, and Cosby was 32. She was working for famed producer Ray Stark. It was 1969. This is pretty devastating news. Even with 15 or 20 women, Cosby still could cling to all kinds of defenses– the women were crazy, money motivated, etc. But this is from the Hollywood Establishment itself. Very very bad.

Ladd writes: “One night we were going out to a movie. We agreed to meet at an apartment that he said belonged to a friend of his. I had a terrible headache but didn’t want to cancel the evening. He told me he had a miracle cure his doctor had given him that would get rid of the headache. He went into another room and came back with a capsule. I asked a couple of times what it was. Each time he reassured me, asking, “Don’t you trust me?” Of course I did. This was Bill Cosby.

“For more than 45 years I have tried to recall exactly what happened that night. To this day it remains a blur. I have a vague recollection of feeling like I was floating while walking through Times Square and watching some kind of Japanese samurai movie with him. I don’t remember where the theater was nor very much of the evening.

What I do recall, vividly and clearly, is waking up the next morning nude in the bed of his friend’s apartment and seeing Cosby wearing a white terrycloth bathrobe and acting as if there was nothing unusual. It was obvious to me that he had had sex with me. I was horrified, embarrassed and ashamed. There was a mirror above the bed, which shocked me further.”

Ladd says this is it, the one and only time she will speak on the subject. (No doubt every TV Booker in the world is outside her door right now. Barbara Walters is probably making pancakes in the Ladd kitchen.)

Ladd concludes: “Having come of age in the late 1960s and early 1970s before marrying in the mid 1980s at 37, I certainly have a history. The difference is that any other relationships were consensual … my encounter with Bill Cosby was most certainly not.

In the years since that night I have crossed paths with Cosby only once, when my husband, a highly successful Oscar-winning film executive and producer, introduced me to him. I was shaking, wondering if he would recognize me by my unusual first name. His reaction spoke volumes. To Bill Cosby, I was just another stranger.”