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- Another body
at Yates' burial ground.

- Someone committed
this horrific crime

to piggyback it onto crimes
I've been accused of.

- You know who the killer is.

- Dr. Carl Rudnick.

- Accusing the Deputy Chief ME
of rape and murder?

- Oh, you can't think that I had
anything to do with this.

- Carl Rudnick,
you're under arrest.

- Something happened to Susie.

She was supposed to call
this morning.

Rudnick's still in custody,
isn't he?

- No, he made bail last night.

- We're not sure it's Susie.

- We are now.

male announcer:
In the criminal justice system,

sexually based offenses are
considered especially heinous.

In New York City,
the dedicated detectives

who investigate
these vicious felonies

are members of an elite squad

known as
the Special Victims Unit.

These are their stories.

- What the hell
is going on here?

- Exigent circumstances.

- Oh, nice try.

I don't hear
anyone screaming for help.

You have a warrant
to search Dr. Rudnick's house?

- We had one yesterday.

- And now you need a new one.
- Really, Rita?

- We don't know
that Dr. Rudnick was involved.

- Where's your client, Rita?

- I haven't heard from him.

- He is the suspect
in this murder, okay?

You hear from him,
you better let us know.

- The only legal obligation
I have

is to make sure
that he shows up at trial.

- Wow. You're claiming
attorney-client privilege

for a psychopath
who's on the run,

who gutted a woman.

- I have no knowledge of that,

and I have no knowledge of
any future acts he may commit.

- His car is missing.

He's not answering
his telephone.

We need to search
this house now.

- And you can as soon
as you get a warrant.

- Fin's at Real Time
checking traffic cams.

Sarge is
at Rudnick's town house.

There's no sign of this guy.
He's in the wind.

- Yeah, well, he murdered
and dismembered Susie Frain.

I wouldn't have
stuck around either.

We're still missing
a left leg.

[camera shutter clicking]

Ah, that's a calf.

- Sawed off at the left knee,
not a lot of blood.

- [gags, groans softly]

- You guys got this, right?

- [clears throat]
Yeah, give me one second.

Oh.
[vomits]

- Oh, easy.
You all right?

- Yeah.
Yeah, I'm fine.

I am going
to drive us back, okay?

[camera shutter clicking]

- 12 hours
after Rudnick posts bail,

a potential prosecution witness

is found in pieces
with the morning tide?

- We're well aware
of the problem.

- Counselor.
- Where the hell is he?

- This is all we know, okay?

He was last seen posting bond
at 8:00 p.m. last night.

- Uber driver confirms
dropping him off

at his Harlem town house.

So, sometime between last night
and this morning,

he goes
to Susie Frain's apartment,

he dismembers her,
he bags the body,

dumps her in the water
at Fort Tilden,

and then he disappears.

- We've got a BOLO
out on his car,

his credit, his bank cards.

So far, no hits.

- No sightings,
no traffic cams.

Does everyone know
he dresses in drag?

- We've alerted state troopers
and the FBI.

- Oh, they already know.

The ME's office,
the mayor's office,

the people in my office...
[cell phone vibrating]

People are falling over
themselves to point fingers.

- Okay, I get it.
It's a mess, all right?

No leave, no vacation, no--

- Yes, I'll hold
for the governor.

Find him.
- Okay.

- Wow. Somebody
needs a vacation.

- You can't blame him.

I mean, the guy jumps bail,
and then he kills our witness.

- Speaking of,

we need to notify Yates
that his fiancée is dead.

- Look, that's not a priority
right now.

He'll find out on the news.

- I know he will,
but the photo, Sergeant,

the photo that Rudnick sent to
Susie pretending he was Lena--

CSU tore her house apart.
They couldn't find it anywhere.

- Yeah, of course
they couldn't.

That's why Rudnick went
to her house in the first place.

- So check her phone records.
Find out if she called Rudnick.

- What, do you think she was
using that photo for blackmail?

You know she did not come up
with that idea on her own.

- Which is why
I need to talk to Yates.

You know he's more open
when it's just the two of us.

- Nice try, Rollins.

[telephones ringing
in the background]

- [sighs]
Susie.

Can I see the body?

- That's not going to be
possible, Dr. Yates.

- Are you sure it was her?

- We're sure.
I'm sorry.

- So we were hoping, uh,
to talk to you

about your last conversation
with Susie Frain.

- Yes, of course.

How did Rudnick kill her?

- Still waiting
on the autopsy.

- You are?

Could you ask the ME
to test her HCG levels?

- Excuse me?

- I'd like to know
whether Susie was pregnant.

That afternoon in April before
I was arrested,

we made love.

I could sense
that she was ovulating.

When we had our conjugal,

she agreed to take
a pregnancy test.

It's quite possible that I was
going to be a father...

and he took that from me.

[dramatic music]

♪

- You got something?
- Yeah, I got a hold of Fin.

He and TARU have been going
through Rudnick's computers,

finances, flagging every credit
card that they could find.

- Okay, any hits?
- Not yet.

But they did find this.

So Dr. Crazy's been wiring
money from a trust

to four different
personal accounts

under four different names.

- So contact these people.
- We're trying, Sarge.

But as of now, their only
known addresses are PO boxes.

I mean, we can't find
any employers, phone listings.

- Okay, so they're
false fronts.

- I just got something
from the DMV.

See that Terry Fish account
up there?

I just found a Teresa Fish

that has an apartment
in the same zip as that PO box.

- Great.

- Oh.

Rudnick's a blonde now.

- Teresa got her license
in October of last year.

I'll put a BOLO out.
- You know what? I'll do that.

You two,
get up to that apartment.

If we get lucky,
Rudnick may be hiding there.

- Hey, you all right?

- Why wouldn't I be?
- I don't know.

Usually, you're two steps
ahead of me,

and I've never seen you queasy
at a crime scene before.

- Yeah, I had a bad bagel
yesterday.

I'm totally fine.

- I wondered if something
happened to poor Terry.

I ain't seen her in a while
here, maybe since April.

Is she okay?
We miss her around here.

- You know her?
You talk to her much?

- Is that a joke?

- Does it look
like either of us are laughing?

- It sounds like a joke.

Terry's mute, deaf too.

She used to write
me little notes, you know,

if she needed something,
but never a complaint.

She paid her rent a year
in advance.

[knock at door]
Terry!

Oh, what am I doing?

It's not like she can hear me.

- You lay this new floor
in here?

- I told you she was
a good tenant.

She must have put
that in herself.

- Right.

Carisi.

- Hey, I found more wigs
and floral print dresses,

lots of them.

- It's red hair,
just like Rachel Groves'.

And these look
like cutting marks to you?

- Totally.
I'll call CSU.

- I got your message
about Rudnick's aliases

so I rechecked
his Jane Doe autopsies.

The last one
was in October.

50-year-old homeless woman
found dead on the E train,

listed as natural causes.

- Never ID'd.

- Rudnick's paperwork says "no
match on fingerprints or DNA."

But I got a print hit

on a New York City food stamp
application--Teresa Fish.

- Rudnick wanted to make sure
that nobody would miss her

so he could steal
her identity.

- Identity thief,
rapist, killer--

the damage
he's done to this office,

it makes me furious.

- Not to mention they
brought him up from Dade County

instead of giving you
that promotion.

You know,
you should reapply.

- Before I do that,
I need to rerun DNA and prints

on every body he's ever sent
to Potter's Field.

- [sighs]

Thank you, Melinda.

- You were right.

One can see pronounced gouges
on this bottom layer.

- Any guess
on what the implement was?

- I'd say
it's a large, flat blade,

maybe a cleaver.
- Oh.

- Aha, it's a pattern,
white marks, strokes.

- So he tried to wipe off the
blood, maybe what, with bleach?

- Yeah, but he didn't
get it all, hence the glow.

- [grunts]

Okay.

Dried blood.

- Quite apparent something
barbarous happened here.

- Yeah.

- Hey, you up
for a flight?

- No, not really.
- Tough luck.

Our plane leaves
in 40 minutes.

Rudnick just got picked up
in Syracuse for shoplifting.

Take a look.

- We ran the prints,
but the system was down.

By the time we got a match,
he was gone.

He said his flight
was leaving in an hour.

- So you let him walk?
Great.

- We thought we had
a 50-year-old cross-dresser

near tears because his mother
was dying in Canada.

He stole a frickin' box
of Coffee Nips.

- All right, I get it.

- We did give him a desk ticket.
- Good for you!

- Listen, Rollins,
their system was down.

He said his mother
was dying.

All right,
we've had a long day.

- The good news is, no one
with that name got on a plane,

train, or rented a car.

- Did you check
his other aliases?

'Cause he has
at least four.

- We did. Look, we got
this entire town locked down.

He's not going anywhere.
- Planes, trains, automobiles.

Did you check buses?

A Meta Bus left an hour
ago for Buffalo.

He could walk to Canada
from there.

- Yeah.
- What time does it arrive?

- It just left Rochester.

It's going to be there
in two and a half hours.

- We're going
to need a squad car now.

- Here comes our bus.

- You're the detectives
from New York?

- Yeah.

- Bob Hencamp, Buffalo PD.
- Dominick Carisi.

This is Detective Rollins.

We call her Sunny.

- Sunny Rollins?
Okay.

Troopers picked up the bus
on I-90 an hour ago,

followed at a discreet distance.

- Well,
he's still on board.

- There was an E. Howard credit
card purchase in Syracuse.

Bus didn't make any stops
between Rochester and here.

- Okay, well,
let's do this thing.

Nice and easy, all right?
We don't want to spook him.

- Dr. Rudnick.

- This is your guy?
- I'm Ellie Howard,

and I fully intend
to pay my fine for shoplifting.

- Ms. Howard, stop.

Why don't you come
with us, all right?

We'll sort this out.

- Hands behind your back,
please.

- [sighs]
Is that really necessary?

- Let him do his job.

[handcuffs clicking]

- All right, come on.

- So you got a cross-dressing
rapist, murderer

in your ME's office.

You guys down in New York City
really are progressive.

- Did he say anything?

- He bitched
when we searched him.

Maybe because he had a money
belt with 64,000 in cash.

- So why is he shoplifting
Coffee Nips, then?

- Well, that's
the $64,000 question.

Just give me a minute
to finish paperwork,

and he's all yours.

- Do you have
a cause of death?

- Manner, homicide.

No one ends up
like this accidently,

Cause of death,
exsanguination.

- So she bled out
when he cut her up.

- No, the dismemberment
occurred post-mortem.

The problem is I can't find
the initial wound.

Most likely trauma
to the femoral vein or artery--

stab wound, maybe gunshot.

- To the missing left thigh?

- I would guess that's
why Rudnick made it disappear.

There's something else.

Susie's tox screen
came back clean,

but her HCG levels were high.

She was pregnant.

- We aren't actually
going to drive

all the way back
to Manhattan, are we?

- Shut up.

You took the bus
up here anyway, right?

- Yes, when I was traveling
incognito.

- What were you
thinking, anyway,

skipping out
on a $2 million bail?

- Well, what were
they thinking?

They charged me with two
murders, then let me go.

Who wouldn't run?
[cell phone ringing]

- Hey, Sarge.

Yeah, we're making
pretty good time,

as long
as we don't get pulled over.

We should be back around--

Wait. Hold on.
Let me check my app.

- Noon.
- Wait. Hold on.

- Noon.
- Noon.

All right,
we'll be back around noon.

All right.
Copy that.

They found his car.

- Why are you whispering?

Rudnick, they found your car.

- Well, give yourselves
a gold star.

- We sure it's Rudnick's?

- Plates and all identifiers
are stripped,

but we got the VIN
off the engine block.

- Okay, so why here?

- The train to the plane
is a block away.

- Oh, so had
we found this any earlier,

we would have been
searching JFK.

- While he got across the border
on his Meta Bus.

He's not stupid,
but he was in a rush.

He left blood.

Now, it's just a trace,

but that's all I need.
- Great.

I'll call Barba.

- A young man
like yourself working at SVU.

That has to be depressing.

- You work in a morgue.
- I find peace in that.

I bring closure to people.

- Yeah,
when you're not killing them.

- Death, in its way,
is the ultimate closure.

- Is that a confession?

- Thanks.

Sure you don't want
something more substantial?

- Mm, yes, I'm sure.

Do you people think
about what you eat?

- Nope.
- You should.

All that cholesterol--

I could tell you
both right now what your livers

are going to look like when
they're eventually on the slab.

- You know what?
Don't.

- I don't mean to be a nuisance,
but may I use the facilities?

- [scoffs]

- [sighs]

- Whoa.
Hey, it's still occupied.

Hey, look, it's my uncle.

I'll see if I can hurry
him along, okay?

- Well, This is unfortunate.

They think I killed that woman
and cut her up.

I don't understand why.

Of course, I do understand.
It's still offensive.

So are they.

[sighs]

Quiet, Doctor, quiet.

Good man.

[toilet flushes]

- Hey, Doc, come on,
we got to go.

- Oh.

Could I trouble you
for my phone?

I need to call my lawyer.

- Mr. Barba?
- Uh-huh?

[scoffs]

Rita...

you have one hell
of a client.

Kills a pregnant witness

and tries to cross the border
in a dress.

- Dr. Rudnick was out on bond.

He was simply taking
in the sights of Buffalo.

- Uh-huh.

We have a DNA match
from Rachel Groves' hair

and blood on the kitchen floor
of an apartment that he leased.

- He's an ME.
He autopsied her body.

It could be
cross-contamination.

- Well, he didn't autopsy
Susie Frain,

and we found her blood
in his car.

- They were old friends.

He gave her a ride.

She bled from a paper cut.

Both those cases
were circumstantial,

and don't get me started
on a 13-year-old body in a wall.

- So why are you here, Rita?

- You have an ME accused
of being a serial killer.

The last thing your bosses want
is a long, drawn-out trial.

And these headlines--
how are your migraines?

- Your solution is?

- Dr. Rudnick pleads to one
count of tampering with evidence

and one count
of unlawful disposal of a body.

This goes away
as quietly as possible.

- Misdemeanors?

He killed three women.

I can offer manslaughter,

20 years on each,
served concurrently.

- A public defender
can get as much.

He is paying
for more than that.

- I hope there's enough money
in the world, Rita.

I really do.

- You better hope
you don't get a conviction,

because if you do,

every case Dr. Rudnick touched
will be subject to an appeal,

starting with Greg Yates.

- I was so worried...

about what might happen
to Susie.

She was always so trusting.

She never saw the dark side
of people.

- Like Dr. Rudnick.

What did she say to you
when you last spoke?

- She firmly believed
that if she asked him,

he would work to set me free
in exchange for the photo.

I knew she was walking
into the lion's den,

but she wouldn't listen.

I...

I think she wanted me out
to be there when she gave birth.

- So she told you
she was pregnant.

- No, she didn't need to.

I knew.

She had
a slightly different scent...

like you do.

How far along are you,
Detective?

- Ms. Calhoun,
are you ready to proceed?

- We are, Your Honor.
- Mr. Barba.

- Your Honor, in addition

to the two standing charges
of murder one,

the defendant is now charged
with the murder of Susie Frain.

- Dr. Rudnick,
how do you plead?

- I apologize for being late,
Your Honor.

John Buchanan
for the defense.

My client pleads not guilty.

- I know who you are,
Counselor,

but I'm not a fan
of courtroom theatrics.

What's going on here,
Ms. Calhoun?

- I just need a moment
to confer with my client.

- So he is still your client.

- He is, Your Honor. Dr. Rudnick
has retained us both.

- You have?

- Rita, the state
saw fit to double down.

I thought it prudent
to do the same.

Now, you both have
my complete confidence.

- May we proceed?

People on bail.
- Remand.

While out on bail,
the defendant murdered

and dismembered
a prosecution witness.

- Another wild accusation.

- More to the point, he is free
to travel within the state.

He has violated
no court order.

- That is absolutely correct.
- Enough, Doctor.

Your bail was a privilege
that has just been revoked.

You are remanded to Rikers.

- In that case, I have a motion
to separate these three charges.

- As do I.

- Coordinate,
and I'll let the presiding judge

know what he's in for.

Good day.
[gavel bangs]

- Hey.

Missed you in court.

- Yeah.
- You look green.

Have a ginger ale.

[can rattles]

- I'm good.

[can opens]

- So have you told
anybody yet?

- Nope.

I just found out.

And not that it's any
of your business,

but, you know,
it's not Nick's, so...

- Okay.

What are you going to do?

- I'm not going to do anything.

- Well, you might want
to tell the sarge.

- Whiskey.
Does that mean it's bad news?

- [sighs] Rudnick's dream team
just got their first win.

The judge granted
their motion

to separate out
the three charges.

- How?
There's a clear pattern.

- [sighs]
Not really.

The murders are spread out
over 13 years,

and the motives
are arguably different.

Lena was his fiancée.

Susie was blackmailing him,

and Rachel--she was just easy
pickings, crime of opportunity.

- Okay, I get it.
So the judge thought

that linking the three
together would be

more prejudicial than probative.
- Prejudicial than probative.

- Okay.

So what do you need from me?

- A thigh,
to establish cause of death.

Susie Frain
is our strongest case.

- The thigh is gone,
but you don't need it.

He cut her up, Barba.

I don't care how good
those lawyers think they are.

When the jury sees
what he did to that woman...

he's done.

- [sighs]

- Were you able
to identify the victim?

- Yes.
In another bag we opened,

we found the decapitated head
of Susie Frain.

It was...

one of the most
gruesome crime scenes

that I've ever witnessed.

- Objection.

These injuries occurred
after Ms. Frain's death.

They have no bearing
on the murder charge

and serve only
to prejudice this jury.

- Overruled.

I'll allow up to a point,

and I want to remind the jury

that you're here to determine
the facts of the murder

and not what happened
to the body post-mortem.

- Sergeant Benson, the body
on the beach was Susie Frain?

- Yes, without a doubt.

DNA links all the pieces.

- Nothing further.

- Good morning, Sergeant.

When you first met Ms. Frain,

it was in connection with
another murder case, correct?

- It was.

- The brutal kidnapping,
rape, and murder

of a Chicago PD employee by
Ms. Frain's fiancée, Greg Yates.

- Yes.

- Did Ms. Frain

maintain his innocence even
after Dr. Yates' conviction?

- Objection.
Relevance.

- Your Honor,
I intend to show a direct line

between Ms. Frain's pathological
desire to clear her fiancée

and the events
that led to her death.

- I'll allow.

- Did Ms. Frain ever become
aware that Dr. Carl Rudnick

was the Deputy Chief ME
for Manhattan

who had supervised the autopsies
of Dr. Yates' victims?

- Yes, and I know
that it's your job

to try to make a connection
between the two--

- Well, so let me do my job.

And after that,

did you and ADA Barba

helpfully arrange
for a conjugal visit

between Ms. Frain
and Dr. Yates?

- We did.

- Once reunited, did they both
spontaneously accuse Dr. Rudnick

of a series of crimes?

- Yes, but there were also

two other women
who had been murdered.

- So is it possible
that they were colluding

to incriminate Dr. Rudnick
in hopes of discrediting him

and thus bolstering
Yates' chance for an appeal.

- Objection.
Speculation.

- Is it?

Withdrawn.

Nothing further.

Thank you, Sergeant.

- Susie Frain was cooperating

with a separate investigation
into Dr. Rudnick.

- Objection, Your Honor.

- This line goes directly
to motive.

- I'll allow
but only in that context.

- In what way was Ms. Frain
cooperating?

- She was searching
for photos

which we believed would provide
evidence against Dr. Rudnick,

but she was murdered

before she had the chance
to deliver them to us.

- Did you find these photos
in her home?

- No, but as the crime-scene
pictures show--

- People's exhibit 47A,
47B, Your Honor.

- Objection.
This is prejudicial.

- It's a crime scene.

- Agreed. Overruled.

- So you can see
her ransacked memento boxes,

and we also later
obtained security footage

from her mini-storage facility.

- People's exhibit 48A.

- Where you can see the victim

had retrieved those same boxes
the day before she was murdered,

so we believe
whoever killed her

took the incriminating photos
with them.

- Objection.
Pure speculation.

- Sustained.
Jury will disregard.

- Nothing further.

- You just said
that Ms. Frain

had agreed to search
for these photos.

Is there any reason
to think that she found them?

- Sergeant Benson and I
were informed of that fact

by Dr. Yates.

- Dr. Yates.

You mean
the convicted murderer?

I see from the prison logs
that you visited Dr. Yates

a half a dozen times
in the last few weeks.

- I was hoping he could help me
with a number of unsolved cases.

- Two of those visits
you undertook on your own.

Is that common practice
for a female NYPD detective?

- He was more open to me
that way.

- So he confided in you.

Did he also enlist you to help
him get a conjugal visit

with Ms. Frain?

- Sure.
- Given that, it seems fair

to say that you had
a relationship with Mr. Yates.

- Not in the way you mean.
- Oh, how do I mean it?

- Objection.

- I'll rephrase.

Did anyone in your squad

ever think that Mr. Yates
was toying with you,

attempting to implicate
Dr. Rudnick

in an effort
to exonerate himself?

- All informants
have an agenda.

Good detectives...

evaluate their credibility.

- Your answer is yes, then?

- Objection.

- Withdrawn.

I'll quit while I'm ahead.

- Hey, you okay?

- Yeah, I thought it was Rudnick
on trial, not Yates or me.

- A lot of pressure up there.

- It is.

Also, um...

I'm pregnant.

- Wow.

- Not Nick's.

- Okay.

Thanks for telling me.

- And I know with the squad
being shorthanded,

it's not the best time for me,

but I want to promise you

this is not going to affect
my ability to do my job.

- Actually, it is,
Amanda, you know.

- Yeah, of course,
but I just meant--

- Look, I know you're going
to fight me on this,

but as soon
as the Department hears,

they're going
to put you on restricted duty.

- Can we wait to tell them?

I just want to work
until the last minute.

- I know what a hard worker
you are.

It's a really good thing,
'cause...

because being a single mom
is, uh...

it's not easy.

- Well, I may not be on my own.

My mom might actually
move up to New York.

- Good, good.

- Yeah.

- Well, I want you to know
I'm--I'm really happy for you.

And, you know, if you want

or need to talk
about anything...

I'm here.

- Okay.

She bled out.

- Yet you were unable
to determine

where the initial wound
was made, Dr. Warner?

- Correct.

I believe it was in the piece

of Susie Frain's thigh
that remains missing.

- What made you come
to that conclusion?

- The lack of blood
in her other body parts.

- And how many
different body parts

were you able to examine?

- Objection.

The prosecution
keeps trying

to poison this jury with what
happened to the victim's body.

- Overruled. But let's
move it along, Mr. Barba.

- Despite being unable
to locate the initial wound,

what did you list
as manner of death?

- Homicide.

No one ends up cut
into pieces like this

after an accidental
or natural death.

- Nothing further.

- Dr. Warner...

both Ms. Frain's
and my client's blood

were found
in Ms. Frain's house.

Isn't that right?
- Yes.

- Defense exhibit 13.

My client had defensive wounds
on his hand and forearms

when you examined him.

- Yes, he did.

However, I can't tell you
how he sustained those injuries.

- Just like you can't tell us
how Ms. Frain

sustained her fatal injury.

- Dr. Rudnick walked
out of that house.

Susie Frain did not.

- And yet your own autopsy can't
determine how she was killed.

Dr. Rudnick was hired as
your supervisor two years ago.

Did you apply
for that position?

- Yes, but that's not--
- Withdrawn.

Nothing further.

- Redirect, Your Honor.

In your opinion,
could Dr. Rudnick's wounds

have been self-inflicted
after he killed Ms. Frain?

- Yes, absolutely.

- Thank you.
Prosecution rests.

- The defense
calls Dr. Carl Rudnick.

Dr. Rudnick, tell the jury
in your own words

what happened the night you went
to Ms. Frain's apartment.

- She attacked me
with a kitchen knife.

There was a struggle.

I killed her accidently
in self-defense.

Dr. Yates
had brainwashed Susie

into believing
I'd been setting him up.

She accused me of tampering with
the autopsies of his victims,

which is patently absurd.

He'd operated
in several disparate states.

And I made the impertinent
mistake of laughing.

- And what did she do?

- She grabbed a knife
and attacked me.

I defended myself, resulting in
these cuts on my hand and arms.

- Could you step down

and demonstrate how you received
those wounds, Dr. Rudnick?

- Objection. Prejudicial.

- What?
How will the jury know

what really happened
if I can't demonstrate?

- Your Honor,
I think a demonstration

could be informative.

- I'll allow it,
but don't milk it.

- Is this how she held it?

- Yes. She pulled the knife
from the butcher block

and swung it down at me.

- Like this?

- Yes, I fended her off
for a moment.

- But she kept coming.

- Unfortunately, I pushed
her wrist on the downward swing.

She put her body weight
into the thrust,

and momentum drove the knife

into her left thigh.

[breathing shakily]

- Doctor...

do you need a moment?

- No.

I'm fine.

Thank you.

Thank you.

[sighs]

- What happened next?

- Well, when I saw the blood,

I knew it had hit
the femoral artery.

I was in shock,
uh, bleeding.

I momentarily lost
consciousness,

and when I came to,
it was too late to save her.

- And then what happened?

- I stitched my cuts,

because I was afraid
to go to the hospital.

- Why was that?

- I felt
if I went in bleeding,

no one would believe
a word I had to say.

- How would you describe
your state of mind?

- I was panicking.

That's why I tried to get rid
of Susie's body.

I'm not proud of that,

but by then, I felt the whole
system had turned against me.

It was fight or flight,
and I chose to flee.

- And when you fled, you
disguised yourself as a woman.

- Everyone was looking
for Carl Rudnick.

No one was looking for Carla.

It seemed to be a good idea
at the time.

- Thank you, Doctor.

- Mr. Barba.

- Dr. Rudnick, are you the
Deputy Chief Medical Examiner

for Manhattan?

- I was.
I believe I'm on leave now.

- As such, you would know
exactly how to mimic

defensive wounds, wouldn't you?

- Are you implying that--

- Yes or no.
- Yes.

- And you would know how
to cut up and dispose of a body.

- An unfortunate area
of expertise

for someone accused of murder,
but it is mine.

- Did you use
a reciprocating saw

and bolt cutter to do so?

People's Exhibit 52--

a receipt for a saw
and bolt cutter...

From Home Depot...

paid with Carl Rudnick's
American Express card at 11:50

on the night Susie Frain
was murdered.

- Yes, luckily, I was
able to make it there

before closing time.
- Ha.

As you said, you knew
exactly what you were doing,

so it is no accident
that the one part

of Susie Frain's body,

the piece that could confirm
or refute your story,

her left thigh,
is the part that's missing.

- Well, you're not suggesting
I can control the vagaries

of the tides, are you?

It is my most fervent wish
that Susie's limb be found,

because it would prove
what I'm saying.

I mean, the angle
of the blade's entry

would show her wound
was self-inflicted.

- Self-inflicted?

Did she dismember herself too?

- No, obviously I did that.

I didn't know of any other way
to get her out of there.

- That was brutal.

- You got some good shots in
towards the end of your cross.

- Did I? Two hours--
every time I lunged, he parried.

The longer he was up there,
the more the jury liked him.

- How is that possible?

- I don't know--
I mean, he's peculiar,

but there's something
interesting about him.

It's weird,
but at the end of our road trip,

I kind of missed the guy.
- You kind of miss--

You missed him?
- Yeah.

- I thought you two
talked too much.

- Yeah, he does talk.

I mean,
he went into the bathroom.

He was alone in the stall.
He thought nobody was listening,

and he kept
the conversation going alone.

- You know what? He talks
during his autopsies too.

He records everything.

I don't know--
we might go through them,

see if he let something slip.

They're city property,
public records.

- It's worth a shot.
Make a night of it, Rollins?

- Caucasian female,
late 20s, red hair.

Like so many redheads,
less susceptible to anesthesia.

She felt everything
that was being done to her.

- I found out
why he likes redheads.

That's all I got.
- Shh.

I think I got something.

- From an autopsy?

- No, video,
and it's not from the morgue.

I'm contacting my lawyer.

I'd like to exercise
that right.

- Feel free.

We will wait to continue
questioning you

until a lawyer arrives.

[footsteps departing,
door closes]

- They can't pin these on you.

Rachel was a crack whore.

And with
the green nail polish

and the proximity
to Yates' victims...

That's far too much
reasonable doubt.

And Lena,

nobody
will buy Yates' word.

And my only risk there
is Susie.

She's dumb as a post,

but she still can put
two and two together.

And if she does...

I suppose
I'll have to kill her...

just like the others.

[sighs]
Kill them all, Carl...

Whatever it takes.

[door opens]

Rita, it's very good of you
to come on such short notice.

- Of course, Carl, but I'm
afraid I have some bad news.

- This is clearly inadmissible,
Your Honor.

- I understand
why you'd like to think that.

Walk me through the provenance
and chain of evidence.

How did this fall
into your hands?

- We asked Dr. Rudnick
to come in for an interview,

and he gave us permission
to record it.

- Your Honor, Dr. Rudnick
had asked for counsel.

- And when he did,
we immediately stopped

questioning him
and left the room.

- Yes, but you
left the camera on.

- He knew that he was
being recorded.

We weren't interrogating him.

This was
a spontaneous admission.

Your client talks to himself.

- Not only is this inadmissible
under Miranda,

but it's also Brady material

that should have been
made available to us.

- It was.
A copy of this video

has been in your possession
since day one.

You must have stopped watching
when we stopped questioning.

- He's right, Mr. Buchanan.

If you turned this off,
it's on you.

This is admissible.

- I was simply thinking
out loud.

- Carl.

- We'll let the jury
determine that.

- You had the recording
for the entirety of my ordeal,

and you didn't know it?
- Carl.

- Your Honor, I immediately move
for new counsel

on the basis
of incompetent defense.

- [chuckles]
That's your right.

I should caution you,
though--

this material is admissible
no matter who defends you.

Dr. Rudnick, I understand
you'd like to change your plea.

- Yes, Your Honor.

- On the charge of murder in
the first degree of Susie Frain,

how do you plead?

- Guilty as charged.

[audience murmuring]

- And to the outstanding charge

of murder in the first degree
of Rachel Groves?

- I'm afraid
I'm guilty on that one as well.

- Your Honor, at this time,

the prosecution would like
to withdraw its charge

of murder in the first degree
of Lena Grunwald.

- All right, Counselors,
thank you for your time.

And now that justice
has been served,

I declare
this court adjourned.

[gavel bangs]

- Wait. He gets away
with Lena's murder.

- Well, he'll still do
25 to life

for the other two charges.

Maybe you two will be
roommates one day.

[chuckles]

- He did it, you know.

Lena--he strangled her
to death.

- Her skull
was also fractured.

- Strangulation
was the cause of death.

Skull fracture
was post-mortem.

- You sound pretty sure
about that.

- I'm just
piecing it together,

but if I had to guess...

Lena was his first time.

Carl screwed up,

and he had to call someone
with more experience

to help him finish.

- And how did
this person help?

- He probably advised Carl

to keep Lena alive

as long as possible.

Such a waste
to have her die so quickly.

- Why are you telling
me this now?

- Because I believe
when one life ends,

another begins.

You are bringing life
into this world

just as I lost my wife
and my child.

I feel a connection to you.

You'll be back.

And I will be here.

[wolf howls]