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- 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.

- I want confirmation that Oscar Papa

put the hit out on me.

- I don't kill people, Captain.

- No, you have kids do it for you.

- I wanna show you something.

- 100 open rapes perpetrated by known BX9 recruiters.

- Maria Garcia ID'd both Bugbear and Sacrilege

as the guys who raped her.

- Can we get her to testify?

- So far, no.

- Benny Barros.

- My client has all his boss's phone conversations on tape.

- And he's willing to testify.

- Yes.

- Oscar Papa, you're under arrest

for rape and attempted murder.

- Everything okay?

- Just found out my cousin's dead.

Stabbed in Green Haven, along with his friend, Sabo.

- Oh, what happened?

- The cops put them on the same block

in Green Haven as 19th Street.

- After that subway thing?

- Yeah.

Just trying to flip them.

- This Duarte guy, he have any kids?

- No, but that bitch from the news does.

- Benson? - Yeah.

She got a son.

- All right.

We're gonna make this right.

- How?

- You know the rule-- blood for blood.

Get some principiantes to chop the little bastard up,

right in front of her.

[tense music]

- You heard enough?

- My client was in distress, expressing frustration.

There is a difference between intent and hyperbole.

- Well, unfortunately, this sick bastard's hyperbole

carries a lot of weight.

- Benny Barros is an amoral opportunist

who secretly recorded my client in exchange for what?

- Citizenship and a safehouse about as far away

from your client as possible.

- Benny, he's playing you.

- I think you'll find once your anger settles, that it is

the very man that you have in witness protection

who ordered a group of kids to attack you

and your son with machetes.

- Captain Benson, as I've stated,

I'm sorry you were hurt.

But it pains me more that your son was traumatized--

- If you say one more word

about my son,

it will be your last.

- I think we're done here.

We'll be charging your client with multiple counts

of rape in the first, not to mention

attempted murder of a police officer and her son.

♪

That was a huge mistake letting you go in there by yourself.

Counselor Swope is gonna claim NYPD bias.

- Promise me that he'll be convicted

because I need to know that Noah is safe

before I bring him home.

- Oscar Papa, you are charged

with 19 counts of rape in the first.

How do you plead? - Not guilty, Your Honor.

- And on the two counts of attempted murder

in the second? - Not guilty, Your Honor.

- People on bail?

- Oscar Papa is a career criminal who ordered

the gangland style hit of an NYPD captain

and her 11-year-old son.

He is the acknowledged leader of BX9,

and he's guilty of participation in at least

100 rapes--that we know of.

We request remand.

- Your Honor, these murder charges

are up to interpretation.

- The defense intends to paint Oscar Papa

as some kind of local youth advocate when, in fact,

we all know that he is the head of a criminal organization

that could more accurately be described as a death cult.

- He has never been charged with a crime.

- Well, he is now.

Defendant is remanded to Rikers pending trial.

Next case.

- Must feel good.

You wanna clean up our trash like the Italian cops

did with the Mob?

- Let's save the fist bumps til this prick's in prison.

- Well, DOJ's pulling out of the Bronx.

You know what that means.

You got a whole crew of new detectives

you gotta break in.

- Hell no. I'm done. I told you.

That deaf girl case was my last piece of unfinished business.

- What, you got some kind of monogrammed hammock in Mexico

I don't know about? - [scoffs]

Believe me, a settlement like that

isn't as good as it sounds.

- You expect me to believe that, right?

- Uncle Sam took half of it.

My ex-wife, Rose, took the rest.

- Poor Bruno.

- So thank you for picking up the check.

- You're not fooling anybody, Bruno.

- All right, tell you what.

Let's put your detective skills to the test.

- Let's go.

- If you can tell me what I have left

within one million, I'll pick up the tab.

- Okay.

Judging from the way you threw that Patek at that lab rat

like your wrist was on fire,

I'm guessing you got at least half

of that kickin' around somewhere.

Am I right?

- Close enough. - [chuckles]

- Just in time.

Phoebe wants me home.

So what are you gonna do now--climb Machu Picchu?

Surf the Gold Coast?

- [laughs] Ah, I don't know.

Probably sleep in for once.

Find Rose on a dating app and swipe right.

- That sounds healthy.

- Hey, yo, Orlando!

Stop! What the hell? - What?

- Everything okay? We're cops.

- I thought I heard something. - Like what?

- I don't know, but I heard something.

- Yeah?

[suspenseful music]

[person moaning]

Orlando, stop the compactor!

- Okay!

[person moaning]

♪

- Open up the back.

- She's alive!

She's barely breathing.

Blue-gray lips-- looks like an OD.

♪

- The hell is that?

- Some kind of dart.

- Send me a bus, corner of Bryant and Hunts Point.

- Hey.

Hey!

Can you tell me what happened?

- I was raped.

- We got you.

We got you, okay?

[dramatic music]

♪

- She was pretty out of it when we found her,

but she said she was raped.

- I found blood in her underwear, semen.

Arms are bruised up pretty good.

- She was held down.

- At least until the Wildnil kicked in.

- Wildnil?

- The tranquilizer dart you found.

Tested positive for a potent opioid.

Lucky she's a heroin addict.

- What makes you say that?

- Already has a built up tolerance.

- She's gonna pull through, right?

- I've never had to use three doses of Narcan before.

[pensive music]

♪

- Wow.

- Excuse me.

Liv? - Hey.

So I'm just heading up to Carisi's to prep witnesses.

You coming?

- I wish I could, but evidently,

I'm incapable of making it south

of the Washington Bridge.

- Hold on, you're still up in the Bronx?

- Yeah, me and Bruno stumbled onto a case.

- Oh, your new best friend?

[chuckles] All right, Fin, are you leaving me too?

- You've always been and will always be

my sister from another mister.

But I just can't drop this in the lap

of some green Bronx SVU detectives.

The woman was raped and dumped in the back

of a garbage truck.

- Well, then, you owe me a favor.

- All right.

- Let me call you Amanda from now on.

- Okay, and tell Carisi don't wait up for me.

I'll be working late.

♪

Listen, hon, why don't you take another sip

of that cola and slow down?

- I got low blood sugar.

- You wanna tell us how you wound up in the back

of that garbage truck?

- I pretended I was dead.

- Yeah, you pretended you were dead for who?

That's the question.

- Some white boy.

- Can you tell us what he looked like?

- Hell, all you white boys look alike to me.

- Whoa, whoa, where are you going?

- You cops.

Somebody catch me talking to you,

my pimp is gonna kill me.

- Someone attacked you.

- The nurse found evidence that he may have

forced himself on you.

- Ain't the first time.

- Don't you want us to catch who did this?

- If I don't earn, I get beat.

- How much are you making a night?

[apprehensive music]

- On a good night?

Two, three.

- Here then.

That's enough for a great night.

- He crazy or something?

- Yeah, but he's a good dude.

- What do you want in return for it?

- The truth.

Tell us everything you know about the guy who hurt you.

- After I passed out, I woke up in some kind of tile room.

And he was spraying me down with a hose.

- Do you remember anything else?

- It was like a medical room.

Then he kind of just did it to me.

Next thing I knew, I was in a dumpster.

We done here?

- Just promise us you'll go home and get some rest.

- If it's okay with you, I think I'll stay here.

♪

- We have our witnesses prepped, the few that we have.

- We got Benny Barros.

- Benny's not the most reliable guy I've ever met.

- Carisi's right.

- Yeah, the guy keeps making demands.

I mean, last night, it was a strict vegan menu.

- What happens if he changes his mind?

- Benny's got more to lose than anyone if he doesn't testify.

- And we got Fugazi in our pocket.

- Where are we with Maria Garcia?

- Still doesn't wanna testify.

- So how do we change that?

- She can be found in contempt.

- Do you really wanna put a victim

of sexual assault in prison?

- Well, all the same, the threat can't hurt.

- What about Sacrilege?

- What about him?

- Did you get him to tell us anything?

- The kid won't talk.

- I mean, I couldn't help to notice his track marks.

The kid's an addict.

It's been a while since his last fix.

- That ought to hurt.

- Well, it was your techniques that got

us here in the first place.

- Me? What did I do?

- Those recordings that we received from Benny

confirm that the hit on Benson was a direct result of you

putting Ricky and Sabo in stabbing distance

of 19th Street because you wanted to flip them.

- You almost got my son killed.

Thank you again for that.

- Captain, if you want, I can talk to him.

- We're getting very close to the trial.

I mean, is that worth a shot?

- A last-minute change of conscience

from the only gang recruiter left alive?

It's down to the wire, but it can't hurt.

- Okay, Velasco.

Take Churlish with you.

- Okay.

- Hector, Detective Velasco.

- She a lawyer?

- No.

- But where's yours?

- I, uh, represent myself.

- Bold words for a guy whose hands are shaking.

- That captain of yours left me in here to sweat it out.

- Yeah, he ain't no captain of ours.

Whoever uses withdrawal as a weapon hasn't been through it.

- You have?

[tense music]

- What the hell are you doing?

- We're supposed to be asking questions

and trying to flip him, but we both know

it's not gonna work if he's sweating like that.

- Can I talk to you outside? - No.

- Where'd you get that?

- Wheel well of that car your dealers were using.

[both speaking Spanish]

- This has gone too far.

- What are you gonna do, Captain America?

Huh?

You're gonna arrest me, hmm?

♪

- She's pretty uptight for a sister.

- Yeah, she grew up in the suburbs.

You can tell.

♪

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- I went to my car after work.

Two men were in the back seat, door open.

They pulled me inside.

They took turns raping me.

When they were done, they took my underwear.

- For what purpose?

- To show my brother what they could do

to the rest of the women in our family,

our mom or our baby sister, if he said no.

- Were these the two men who assaulted you?

- Yes.

- For the record, Lindsay del Toro,

AKA Bug Bear, is now deceased.

Hector Suarez, street name Sacrilege, is in Rikers.

Now, you heard testimony that DNA links both

of these men to Ms. Garcia's assault.

Ms. Garcia, did you tell your brother what had happened?

- I did.

He told me he had no choice.

That BX9 would target other women in our family

if he refused to join.

- Which is why you withdrew your initial complaint

to the police.

- I was afraid of retaliation against Rodrigo.

But he was killed.

- Two months ago.

- By rivals of BX9,

so he doesn't need me to protect him anymore.

- Thank you.

- I am--

I am very sorry for what happened to you, Ms. Garcia.

But haven't the men responsible for your ordeal

been brought to justice?

One is already dead, and the other is in jail

awaiting his own trial.

- Yes, but they were acting on Oscar Papa's orders.

- Well, do you have any direct knowledge of that?

Other than what the police and the DA have told you?

- No, but--

- Did your brother implicate my client?

- No--

- You know Oscar Papa, don't you,

from around the neighborhood?

- Everyone does.

He's a customer sometimes at my family's restaurant.

- You invited two NYPD captains to that same restaurant

under false pretenses?

- I had to do that.

I was afraid that--

- Of my clients or the police?

- Both.

- But you did lie to the police.

Well, did that motivate your decision to testify?

- Objection.

- Withdrawn.

Nothing further.

[tense music]

♪

- Captain Duarte, can you explain what this is

to the jury, please?

- A recruitment tool for BX9--

undergarments of rape victims, mothers and sisters,

hung from a tree to intimidate vulnerable teens

into signing up as principiantes.

- Principiantes?

- That's what they call new recruits at BX9.

- And how many women were you able

to associate with rape cases?

- Through DNA and victim IDs, about 90.

- And what did your investigations conclude?

- Two mid-level recruiters, Sacrilege and Bug Bear

of the Tremont clique, were responsible

for most of the rapes.

- Now, do mid-level recruiters

for BX9 usually act independently?

- In my experience, no.

BX9 is a hierarchical organization.

There are multiple levels of the command chain.

- And how do gang members usually move up the ranks?

- Through committing acts of violence,

including rape and murder at the behest of their superiors.

- Does anything happen without the knowledge of the head

of the organization?

- No, it does not.

Orders of violence only spill down from the leadership

to the soldiers and the principiantes.

- And in your ongoing investigations

into the BX9 leadership, who did you focus on?

- That man right there, Oscar Papa.

- Thank you, Captain.

- Captain Duarte, you investigated

BX9 for five years.

Is that fair to say?

- Yes, that sounds about right.

- Well, isn't it also fair to say

that you have a personal vendetta against BX9?

- A vendetta, no. I'm just doing my job.

- But you--you did own a vintage Mustang?

- Yes. - What happened to it?

- Two BX9 gang members followed me home and set it on fire.

- And that made you pretty angry, didn't it?

- What do you think?

- Well, angry enough to push one of the boys off a roof?

- Objection. As Counselor Swope knows,

Sleep's death was ruled an accident.

- Sustained.

- But one of your colleagues, Captain Olivia Benson,

accused you of pushing the boy, didn't she?

- It was a misunderstanding.

- Well, is it true that you've had a few of those

involving BX9 members?

Do you recognize these two boys?

- Sabo and Pretty Ricky, two former principiantes

of the Tremont clique.

- They're deceased now, aren't they?

Stabbed in prison by rivals you requested

they be put in close proximity to in an effort to flip them.

Now, was Captain Benson aware that this decision

made her and her son a target?

- She is now.

- A lie of omission, just another one

of your misunderstandings?

- Objection, immaterial.

- Move it along.

- You're Mexican, right?

- What the hell does that have to do with anything?

- Well, in your experience, have you found

that Mexicans are prejudiced against Salvadorans?

- Humans are territorial, just like every other animal

on this planet.

- Are you territorial?

- Well, I'm human, aren't I?

But I'm not prejudiced against Salvadorans, only BX9.

They ruined the neighborhood I grew up in.

Before they came along,

people could walk their dogs at night.

Kids didn't have to worry about their mothers' dignity,

being hung from a tree as some sort

of a sick advertisement for a life they didn't even want.

- Well, it sounds to me that you do have a vendetta

against my client, Captain.

- Objection. - Withdrawn.

♪

- Yeah, pulled two Jane Does

out of here in the past few years.

- You run their DNA?

- Yeah, nothing in the system.

Showed their photos around Hunts Point, but nah,

no one wanted to talk. - So where are their bodies?

- Buried on Hart Island.

- What'd the M.E. say?

- Both OD'd, massive dose of opioids.

- Any sign of sexual assault?

- We're Homicide.

It's not like we ran a rape kit.

If M.E. found something, that was Bronx SVU.

That was their job.

You know better than anyone what really happened there.

- All too well.

- Yeah, thank you, man.

- See you fellas.

- I think we're looking at a serial.

- It'd be tough to prove,

unless we find that source of Wildnil.

- We may get lucky with the online complaint system.

Cross-reference doctors, dentists, pharmacists.

- And veterinarians, right?

I don't know of too many other kinds of doctors

who shoot their patients with a dart to put them out.

- So much for your retirement, huh, Bruno?

- Yep.

- I know I'm not supposed to have Misty here.

But she's gentle, quiet.

- We're not here to confiscate your dog, Ms. Morgan.

- Two years ago, you filed a complaint

against your veterinarian?

- Dr. Tim. That pervert.

- Can you tell us why you filed that complaint?

- I didn't have money to pay Misty's bill.

Dr. Tim said we could work something out.

- And what did he mean by that?

- He tried to get me to touch it.

- Touch what?

- What do you think?

His member, his tool, his wang!

- Okay, we get it.

- Okay, so what happened?

- I'm old, but I'm no idiot.

I touched it.

But I didn't like it.

- You licking your wounds?

- Yeah.

Why? Should I stop so you can pour some salt in them?

- Hey, you did your best.

- Which, let's face it,

might not have been good enough.

If Oscar Papa gets off-- - Don't even say that.

This is not over. We have a solid case.

[phone buzzing]

Captain Benson.

[sighs]

- [gagging]

- Velasco, what the hell happened?

- UNI says Benny's mom sent him a plate of food.

He took a few bites, and he started bleeding.

- Rat poison. - For a rat.

- Oh, my God.

Is it possible that they got to his mother?

- Either that or the kid who delivered it.

[suspenseful music]

♪

What are the chances Benny makes it?

- Well, if it doesn't, Oscar Papa walks free.

[siren wailing]

.

- Benny Barros is dead, huh? - Died in the ambulance.

- Yeah, which puts our case on life support

because Benny's tapes are no longer admissible.

- We know BX9 is behind this,

which means Oscar Papa gave the order.

- No kidding. So what are you doing about it?

- My detectives are all over it,

working BX9's girlfriends' contacts.

- What about Sacrilege?

You get anything?

- I got the kid on the hook.

- That's one word for it.

- What does that mean?

- Nothing.

- All right, I'll talk to the DA.

I'll see if I can't sweeten his plea deal.

- For 100 rapes? You gonna tell Benson?

- Hey, we're past that.

Don't you get it?

We need to start playing dirty, just like Oscar Papa.

- Copy that.

- [coughing] - He's been running a fever.

- I'm gonna send the nurse back over,

but if he gets any worse,

you have to take him to the hospital.

- No.

No, I'm fine.

- Albert, how are you doing, truthfully?

Huh?

- Why are there more cops around?

- Benny Barros was killed last night.

- I thought he was in witness protection.

- He was.

- Just like us.

- I just want my son to be safe.

- Believe me, so do I.

- I don't know why I ever trusted you.

I'll never be able to walk down the street

without looking over my shoulder again.

You should have just ended my life while you could.

- Don't say that, Albert.

- My son is not testifying.

- Mrs. Diaz, let's think about this.

- No!

Get out. Get out of our lives.

[tense music]

♪

[door buzzer blares]

- Captain Benson, you are a sorbet for the eyes.

- Hey, you wanted to talk, talk.

- Well, we both know that your lead witness is dead.

- Yeah, a pupusa full of rat poison.

You know, BX9 should publish a cookbook.

- We'll be filing a motion to dismiss

unless the DA has an offer.

- Well, your client pleads guilty

to 19 charges of rape, 2 counts of attempted murder.

- We'll think about it.

- You do that, but Benny may be dead,

but those recordings he gave us

have your client running his mouth

about half the gangs in the city.

Now, I might not be able to use that in court--

- But they would make a great mixtape

for all the bangers in here.

- Are you threatening me?

- That's not a threat.

It's a verdict.

No one gets away with trying to kill my son,

not without some form of justice.

And right now...

Yours is starting to sound pretty good.

You know the rule--

blood for blood.

♪

- Now, take your time, Ms. Sipes.

- That's him.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

I remember the eyes.

Who the hell is he?

- Dr. Tim Birch, a veterinarian.

We think he's good for the murders

of a few other prostitutes in the area.

- Why would he do that?

He could have just paid like the rest of the johns

up at Hunts Point.

Vets are supposed to take care of animals.

- Yeah.

Well, he is one.

- The judge won't grant a motion to dismiss,

but if Fugazi doesn't testify,

then I have no way to prove that Oscar Papa

ordered that hit on you and Noah.

- The UNIs assigned to Fugazi and his mother--

They just rushed him to the hospital.

- Not another poisoned pupusa, is it?

- Nope. This time, it's my fault.

♪

- They said I'm gonna lose my leg.

- We're getting you the best doctors, okay?

- I'm afraid. - I know, honey.

I know. - Where's my mom?

- She's just upstairs.

She's filling out some paperwork.

- I'm sorry. We have to take him in now.

- She's gonna be with you the whole time, okay?

♪

.

- I'm running out of witnesses.

Upside is, I might be home early.

I love you too.

Hey.

You look like you could use a cup of coffee.

Come in, come in.

- Been at the hospital all night with the Diazes.

- The doctors manage to save Fugazi's leg?

- Oh, man, this kid is gonna be out of commission for months.

- Wouldn't be the first time

I had somebody testify from a hospital bed.

- Be that as it may, the mother is not budging.

- I'm not a miracle worker.

I mean, I got a 48-hour continuance after Benny,

but I gotta put somebody on that stand tomorrow.

- Thank you.

- How's Noah doing? - [chuckles]

He's fine. He's good. He's safe.

You know, Woodstock PD's got unmarked cars

on the McCanns' block, but--

I see what you did there, Counselor.

- Me? What'd I do?

- Brought up Noah to remind me which kid

I should really be thinking about.

- I plead the fifth. - [chuckles]

- Thanks for not telling Benson.

- About what?

- Those drugs that we confiscated

from these bangers.

You know it was all theater, right?

The guy was a junkie. He was sweating.

I just dangled some of his product in front of him.

- You didn't give him any? Because that would be illegal.

- Oh, of course not.

- You know I'm just a white shield,

but I have a whole future to worry about.

- I get it. You got your sights set on 1PP.

- Don't laugh.

- Look, if you wanna keep your nose clean so you can be

the next Black female commissioner or whatever,

that's on you.

But my job right now is to flip a bishop

to take down the king.

Okay, and you heard Carisi. We gotta play dirty.

- If push comes to shove, I'm never gonna lie for you.

- No one's asking you to.

[tense music]

♪

What's up, homey?

- What, no care package?

- We're cops, not dealers.

- Yo, nobody's talking to you, bicha.

I'm only interested in my friend here.

[speaking Spanish]

- [speaking Spanish]

- What did he say?

- It's a waste of time.

He's being vulgar.

- About me?

- So what do you say, bicha? Huh?

How about I, uh, show you the rest of my tattoos?

- You know what, Churlish? Why don't you give us a minute?

- Knock yourself out.

♪

- [speaking Spanish]

- Never good to drink alone.

- Well, it beats sleeping in my house that way.

- Is that an invitation?

- [laughs] You wish.

I was talking about my kid.

- What she's having.

- Oh, that's defeat on the rocks.

- Actually, I'll have a bourbon.

- So Carisi is going to subpoena Fugazi.

- What, you didn't crack him in the head

with that bleeding heart of yours?

- It's all out of blood.

- Oscar Papa will do that to you.

Guy's like a bed bug.

- You know, I finally understand

why you are the way you are.

- He's ruined hundreds of lives.

- Not to mention taking me away from my son.

[pensive music]

- [chuckles] - He's never looked so happy.

- They look really--

normal.

- Yeah, they do.

So I hate to say it, but you were right.

We should have gone after Oscar Papa

right after the subway case.

- Does that mean you're sorry for reducing my five-year

whale hunt for one of the biggest scourges

this city's ever seen into a simple rape case?

- Don't push it.

- No.

If that's as close as I'll get tonight,

I'll sleep a happy man.

♪

- Thank you. You didn't have to do that.

- What, picking up the check?

What can I say?

Ever since you got jumped, I've been racking the overtime.

- [laughs]

Are you sure that we can't drop you somewhere?

- No, thank you. I think I'm gonna walk.

- Okay. Good night, Mike.

- Good night, Captain.

- [laughs]

- Help you?

- Can I get a pack of Reds, please?

[tense music]

♪

- Get on the ground.

Call 911.

Tell them it's a police officer involved.

Do it.

Ahh!

[gunshot]

[shouting]

♪

.

[tense music]

- You okay, Liv?

- How is he?

- Still in surgery.

- The doctors say he lost a lot of blood.

- Oh, my God.

- Every unit in the city is on the scene canvassing,

pulling traffic cams.

- Bodega cameras caught the whole attack.

We're running facial recognition.

- We're gonna get these guys. [phone buzzing]

- That's my boy Manny from Bronx Gangs.

- Velasco's on the scene. Muncy came in on her day off.

- I can't believe this, but I was just with him.

- It's not over, Liv.

We did catch a serial.

Picked him up off vic ID.

DNA linked him to the rape kit.

And I'm really impressed with Moneybags.

This guy is driven. He's on a mission.

And I was thinking, now that Rollins is gone,

we could use another body. - No, I just--

I was too hard on Duarte.

He's a good cop, Fin.

- We all know that.

♪

- Bobby Santos, Jose Cruz, Carlos Lopez--

you recognize them?

- You should.

They're three of the five principiantes

that you ordered to kill Captain Duarte,

and they're willing to testify.

- Testify to what?

- Well, unlike Fugazi, they say that

they got their orders to kill Duarte from a prison call.

- Which are all recorded.

- You had to know that.

- I'm not denying anything, Captain.

You got me dead to rights.

- I need to confer with my client.

- No, you don't.

Sit down.

- We're listening.

- I just wanted to say

I know how much you respected Captain Duarte.

- And that's why you killed him?

- You know the rule.

- Blood for blood.

- He wanted to take away everything I've built.

I couldn't allow that to happen.

♪

- You knew that you could run your organization from here.

- Most of my crew is in here.

And like I said, you can't kill an idea.

- So you knew exactly what you were doing

when you made that call.

The question is, why?

- The truth?

I got a soft spot for you, Captain.

I see the way you look at me.

Most women say they would kill for their kid,

but not a lot of them would go toe to toe

with a guy like me for them.

You are a better mother than I've ever had.

- We can talk about your childhood later.

What I need to know is, is your client going

to plead guilty to murder?

- But not the rapes.

♪

- Hang on.

I need you to assure me

that my son is safe.

- He won't be harmed.

I got what I wanted.

So we're even now.

♪

- 25 years for the attempted murder on you.

25 to life for Duarte.

He'll be eligible for parole around 2096.

- And the five principiantes?

- We're gonna go after them all.

Noah headed home? - He is.

Stabler's driving him down.

And I'm going to meet them at home.

I didn't wanna drive after the day that we've had.

There's nobody that I trust more to bring my son home

in one piece than Stabler.

- I'll give Amanda your love.

- Please do.

Officer Churlish, you're a long way from the Bronx.

- I have something I wanted to give you.

- Okay.

- I left my phone on when Detective Velasco

was talking to that recruiter.

- Aside from it being a felony,

why would you do that?

- You'll see when you listen to it.

♪

- He's out like a light.

- He's had a hard week. - Yeah.

- So did you.

- Thank you, Elliot.

Thank you for picking him up.

- You're family.

- What are you looking for?

- Sugar?

- It's here.

I have some here somewhere.

- Why didn't you call me?

- Because I knew that you would try to protect me.

- And there's something wrong with that?

I care for you.

[pensive music]

♪

Liv, look at me.

- Here it is.

- Liv.

- Elliot.

Elliot, I want to.

I want to, but I can't.

- Why not?

- Because what if it doesn't work out?

- And what if things work out?

- Elliot, I'm not ready for this.

I'm not ready for this.

I'm not ready for this.

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

[wolf howls]