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NARRATOR: 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 know it's your turn,

but Eric can't spend this weekend with you...

Adam, breakfast is ready!

Why can't I see Dad this weekend?

Hold on, Steve...

Because it's Grandma's birthday

and I promised we'd go out with her.

Come on, Mom.

Don't argue with me, Eric.

Just go get him, or we'll all be late.

Move it, shrimp, let's go...

Please, Steve, I never ask you to switch.

I'll owe you one...

Mom, come up here! Hurry!

Thanks, Steve.

I got to go. What's wrong?

Adam's gone!

What do you mean gone?

Look...

Oh, God, no.

I tucked Adam in at 8:30,

checked on him at 11:00 before I went to bed.

He was sound asleep.

Was the window locked?

I always leave it open a crack--

Adam likes to be cool.

Look, my bastard ex-husband did this.

Why would he climb up the fire escape?

He would do anything.

Peter agreed to take Adam Tuesday nights

and every other weekend,

but now, that's not good enough.

We had a court date this morning.

Peter's suing for sole custody.

But not for Eric?

Eric and Adam are half brothers.

The boys have different fathers.

Eric's from my first marriage.

Adam was watching me play The Hulk on my X-Box.

Then Mom put him to bed.

You guys play together a lot?

Sometimes.

Outside?

Only when Mom's with us.

Eric, do you ever notice any strangers

watching you while you play?

No.

STABLER: Liv, they need us

upstairs.

The dad could have taken Adam from school.

Why risk breaking in?

I don't think he broke in.

Take a close look.

See the edges of the cut?

BENSON: The screen's been pushed outward.

Perp sliced it from inside the house.

To make it look like Adam was kidnapped.

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CRAGEN: This flyer's gone out to every precinct in the city,

every police department in the tri-state, and the FBI.

Captain, any response to the Amber Alert?

We've had numerous calls; we're checking each one out.

Now, unless there are any further developments,

the next briefing will be in two hours.

All right, thank you. That's all.

Who has keys to the house?

Just the cleaning lady.

Comes twice a week, we're trying to locate her.

But we're still thinking it's a custody snatch.

Divorce wasn't finalized until a month ago,

and Peter didn't move out of the house until then.

He still has a working key?

Carolyn never changed the locks.

Divorce 101. First thing my ex-wives did.

Smart women.

You guys find Adam's father?

FIN: He wasn't home, and three shifts of doormen say

they haven't seen him since he left for work yesterday morning.

His and Carolyn's court date was set for 10:00--

that's 15 minutes ago.

Court officers haven't seen him yet.

The precinct cops say Peter's been here

every night for the past two weeks demanding to see Adam.

Any violence?

MUNCH: Everything but.

Except for last night, Peter didn't show.

Put details on Peter Forbes' home and office.

And let's get traps on his credit cards.

If he tried to skip town with Adam we can track him.

We might not have to.

Peter's on the set.

What are you doing here, you son of a bitch?

I'm Adam's father...

Where is he?!

You think I took him?

How could you do this to your own son?!

I don't have him, you crazy bitch. You liar!

Carolyn, Carolyn, Carolyn.

Listen to me, both of you.

You're going to have

to put your problems aside and work with us together.

Do you understand?

She's insane.

He stole my baby!

Mr. Forbes, I'm Detective Stabler.

I need to ask you some questions. Of course.

Do you mind if we wait for my attorney?

He should be here any minute.

I don't care what she told you.

I didn't kidnap my own son.

CRAGEN: Nobody is accusing you

of anything, Mr. Forbes.

But when there's a custody fight,

we have to rule everybody out.

God knows where Adam is and you're wasting your time with me.

STABLER: We wouldn't be if we knew where you were last night.

Oh, for crying out loud.

I was at my girlfriend's place.

Ira, help me out here.

My client will be glad to give you her name.

She'll vouch for him.

I'm sure she will, Mr. Rosenman.

Where'd you go from there?

Motor Vehicles. My license expired.

I was trying to renew it. I have receipts.

How come you didn't make your court date?

ROSENMAN: He was on his way in a cab

when he heard the news on the radio.

Had the cabbie bring him here.

Businessman like you doesn't own a cell phone?

It was turned off.

But believe me, I got her crazy messages

as soon as I turned it back on.

Yeah, to call Mr. Rosenman here.

I brought Ira because I knew Carolyn

would try to turn this on me, just like everything else.

She got half my money, my house...

And Adam.

You're suing for sole custody.

Afraid you might lose?

You think I have Adam?

Search my place, take my DNA, my fingerprints,

whatever you need.

But I'm telling you, I love my son.

I would never put him through this kind of hell.

Motor Vehicles confirms

Peter got there just after 8:00 this morning.

Girlfriend swears he was with her all last night.

Forget the cleaning lady.

She's been in Antigua since Friday visiting family.

Which leaves Carolyn herself, or big brother Eric.

Is he capable of doing something to his little brother?

I didn't get that vibe from him.

But with the custody battle going on,

Adam's probably getting most of Mom's attention.

Eric got tired of it, anything's possible.

Maybe we should ask him, before he skips.

Eric...

Can I help you?

They're cops, Dad.

Detectives Benson and Stabler.

You're Eric's father? Steven Manning.

I'm taking Eric until this is ironed out.

Can I have a word with you?

Sure. Anything I can do to help.

Stay with the detective.

Why don't you have a seat over here.

Sorry that we, uh,

we got interrupted before.

So, Eric, you and Adam are pretty tight, right?

I guess.

And when you lived with Adam's dad,

were you pretty tight with him, too?

Not really.

I mean, Peter's cool and all, but I got my own dad.

Did Peter or your mom ever talk about taking Adam away?

If you know something, you've got to tell us.

I can't.

I'll get in trouble.

You'll get in trouble with who, Eric?

Mom.

What did your mom say?

Eric... it's okay.

That she'd hide Adam before she'd let Peter have him.

That was just talk.

I was angry.

I thought I was going to lose custody.

STABLER: We understand that.

Look, if someone threatened to take my kids,

I can't say that I wouldn't do something desperate.

You really think I'm hiding Adam?

That I would harm my own son?

Carolyn, we know that you wouldn't hurt Adam.

But the only way for us to focus this investigation

is to rule out everyone who had daily access to him.

Including you.

Detectives?

A moment? Now.

I'm pretty sure you can rule her out as a suspect.

I brought a dummy screen to show you, and this.

A fingerprint.

Fresh off the handrail of the fire escape.

Matches several prints on the screen.

Why is there a print outside

when the screen was cut from inside the house?

I asked myself the same question.

So I took another look at the screen

and found this under the microscope.

It's oxidation.

Happens when the screen and frame

are exposed to the elements.

So, what's the problem?

This side of the screen

is supposed to face out.

But it's less weathered

than the side that's supposed to face in.

So the screen was in backwards.

They took it out to clean it and just put it in wrong.

Which means that it was cut from the outside

by a perp who came up the fire escape.

You get a hit on those prints?

Sorry. Not in the system.

We got to go. BENSON: What's up?

Fin just called.

Adam may have been spotted three blocks from here.

FIN: A newspaper delivery guy saw

a man carrying a boy in pajamas

around the grocery store at 5:00 a.m. this morning.

Called when he saw the kidnapping on TV.

You think Adam and whoever snatched him are inside?

Precinct's cops said this place has been open

every day for 12 years, except today.

And they can't locate the owner.

How you want to play it, Captain?

Lift the gate. Let's take a look inside.

We've got a victim down. Some movement.

Take the door.

Give me your flashlight.

He's cut, but he's breathing.

Sir, we're the police.

We're going to get you to a hospital.

You hang in there, okay?

STABLER: Got another one here.

CRAGEN: Go. I got him.

All set?

That's stairs to a basement.

FIN: Clear on the left.

Clear on the right.

BENSON: Guys...

check this out.

Home sweet home.

One of the victims must sleep here.

Or whoever stabbed them.

Look at this.

STABLER: That was taken in the store here.

It's Adam.

The deceased victim is Lester Hale, store owner.

Multiple stab wounds to the chest.

This guy's the assistant manager, Emilio Vasquez.

Unconscious, but EMS thinks he's going to make it.

What about our basement resident?

The precinct cops say

the guy that works here, his name is Kevin.

Nobody's seen him today,

but people I canvassed say he's a little off.

Captain!

Get a sketch artist down here.

Perp left us some patent prints.

Forgot to wipe the blood off his hands

after he opened the doors from the inside.

So he stabbed the victims,

he takes Adam down into the basement

and they come out this way.

And goes who knows where.

The blood trail ends here.

What do you got?

So far, just this picture.

Found three more.

"I'm coming to get you, Son."

He thinks Adam is his boy.

STABLER: He's been stalking him for months.

Those kids are wearing winter jackets.

Here's the Forbes' brownstone, labeled "Tate's house."

"Tate's Room." He even scoped out Adam's window.

He's X-ed out the faces

of the other kids in this picture,

but he's completely obliterated

the face of the mother.

She's the one that could pose a threat to his fantasy.

So he snatches the kid,

and takes him down to his bedroom.

The victims catch him in the act with the boy.

He chases them upstairs, stabs them

so they can't talk.

Except that his bed is so neat you can bounce a quarter off it.

I don't think he'd take the time to make it

after he just stabbed two people.

Adam's not defaced

in any of these pictures.

A pedophile has his choice of any kid on the street,

but this guy believes

he has an absolute right to Adam.

So this isn't a pedophile.

I doubt it. But the clock's still ticking

and he's in a volatile state; so if Adam sets him off,

then he's going to probably kill him, too.

So we got to find out who this Kevin is in a hurry.

Maybe we should start with Carolyn.

The window's three stories high.

He knows it's Adam's room.

He must have been inside.

Kevin from the grocery store?

I never let him in here.

Why, did he do something?

Well, every time Adam and I were there,

Kevin gave him

a candy bar

and I thought it was a little weird.

( phone rings )

And you never once saw him follow you home?

No.

Stabler.

What kind of person stalks a five-year-old child?

Kevin believes that Adam is his son.

You just have to think positive,

that he wouldn't harm his own child.

Assistant manager just woke up from surgery.

Two of our detectives will be talking to him now.

Lester and I came in

and Carolyn was there with the boy.

This boy?

Kevin says he's his son,

but I knew the kid from deliveries.

Lester told me to take him back home.

What happened?

Kevin went loco.

He said we were "hombres malos."

I tried to grab the boy, and Kevin stabbed me.

Then Lester tried to stop him

and Kevin cut him, too.

Kevin ever mention any favorite places of his,

some place he might have taken Adam?

He mostly just talked to himself.

Lester said Kevin has demons in his head.

He feels sorry for him

because he lost his house and family,

so he let Kevin live in the basement

in exchange for work.

For how long?

Seven, maybe eight months.

Did Kevin ever make a delivery to Adam's house?

A couple days ago.

I was alone in the store and Kevin was all I had.

He said he knew where it was because...

he used to live across the street.

Carolyn's cleaning lady

let him leave a candy bar on Adam's bed.

Which explains how he knew where Adam's room was.

Okay, so the super in Kevin's building said

that he lived there till about four years ago.

He know what happened?

Said Kevin was a partner in some big accounting firm

until they fired him.

Kept showing up to work drunk.

About the same time, he got a bad case of paranoia,

started talking to himself.

He thought that everybody in his office

was staring at him.

What about the family?

Sold the apartment last year, moved away

when Kevin started begging on the street corner.

Kevin's wife take the son named Tate with her?

He's about five years old now, same as Adam.

Super doesn't know where they went.

Kevin lived across the street from Adam.

He panhandled on the corner,

worked three blocks away in a grocery.

Seems he likes it close to home.

STABLER: It's pretty risky to be hanging around

if he's got Adam with him.

They both got to eat

and Kevin's cut off from the grocery store.

Well, the precinct community cops might know

where Kevin used to go Dumpster diving

before he worked at the grocery.

Guess what.

He's not in this one, either.

Cragen wants us back at the command post.

Didn't take him five minutes to tell you that.

Three years ago, cops picked up Kevin

for yelling at some woman on the street

he swore was following him.

But they didn't collar him, or we'd have his prints.

They just sent him off to Bellevue Psych

and that's the last they heard of him.

Until now.

Across the street-- Dumpster.

That's him.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

I wonder if you can help me out.

I'm busy. I can't talk to you.

I was wondering if you could just help me out.

I'm looking for 569.

Sorry, I'm in a hurry. I can't talk to you.

My son's waiting for me. I'm in a hurry.

Do you mean Tate?

Kevin?

Cacisti! Cacisti!

My son-- don't let her take my son!

No one's going to take your son!

Don't let her take my son!

Cacisti! Cacisti!

I know she's back there, watching me behind the glass.

I know she is.

Kevin, I've told you before,

there's no one behind the mirror.

You lie like a rug. Snug as a bug in a rug.

You pull the rug out from under me,

I will go underground. I will go underground.

Kevin... You're cacisti.

You are cacistis, all of you.

You can run, but you can't hide.

Kevin, talk to me. Where's the boy?

I won't tell you where the boy is.

I won't tell you where he is.

I know who you are. I know what's going on here.

You're working for that witch behind the window,

and she is evil.

She is trying to steal my thoughts

and I will protect myself.

I work for you. I'm trying to help you.

Just tell me where the boy is. I want to protect the boy.

Elliot, can I talk to you for a minute?

...and they want to indoctrinate my son

and I will stop them!

I will stop them! I will stop you!

I will stop you!

I have news for you. I will stop you!

The guy's hopeless.

He's a paranoid schizophrenic

and these cacistis are his delusion.

You're not going to get anything more out of him.

Well, he's got a five-year-old kid stashed out there somewhere.

And he's decompensating.

Any more stress, and he could go into

a psychotic break and he'll never talk.

He needs medication.

You got a medical bag.

You got anything in there

to make him lucid enough to talk?

Yes, but I can't give it to him just to make him confess.

Why not?

Because he's not my patient.

I could lose my license.

We need to get him to a psych hospital

for treatment.

And lose him in the mental health system?

We don't have that kind of time.

Well, we don't have a choice.

Without medication,

he's never going to be able to tell you

what you need to know.

How fast can you make it happen?

I'll make some calls.

Any luck, he'll be able to talk tomorrow morning.

I appreciate that. Thank you very much. Bye-bye.

Hey. Found Kevin's wife and son.

Jersey City.

Doesn't want anything to do with him.

Oh, too bad. Did you get him in somewhere?

Yeah. Bellevue Psych's going to take him.

The bus is going to be here any minute.

( crash ) Is Elliot still in there with Kevin?

What the hell's going on?

You're one of them!

They sent you!

Elliot!

Need a little help in here! She sent you!

She's the one who did this! Elliot.

She wants Tate. You can't have him!

You can never have him!

He's locked away! Hidden away!

My medical bag's in your office. Go!

...secret police probes!

Your drones, your spies, your agents!

What the hell happened?!

I told him he was going to the hospital!

He freaked out on me.

Grabs a chair. Knocked over the table.

Your stealth weapons!

Oh, you can kill me, you can murder me,

but you can't find my son!

Here you go, Doc.

You will never find my son!

Come on, we got him, Doc. Let's go!

What are you giving him?

Ativan and Haldol.

Hold him still! Got it.

( screaming ): No!

No!

It'll take about ten minutes to kick in.

No!

He stable?

Enough to transport.

I need two minutes with him.

Well, you better make it quick.

He's on the express to La-La Land.

Kevin,

where's Tate?

Don't be scared, Tate.

Daddy'll be home soon.

Hey.

Kevin, Kevin!

You're not pulling that on me now.

Where's your son? Where's Tate?

Look out the window, baby.

Look out the window, Tater.

See the man with the big white hat?

Hey, hey!

Kevin, come on. Come on, Kevin.

Hey, what are you trying to do?

I'm trying to wake him the hell up.

A nuclear bomb won't wake him

with what the doc gave him.

FIN: We've been through

every building within 12 blocks

of the kidnap site.

Have the teams go two more blocks.

Adam has been gone for 36 hours.

What are we missing?

"Look out the window, Tater,

see the man in the big white hat?"

When did he say that?

He mumbled it when they put him on the bus.

Sounds like a parent talking to a baby.

Do we know where Kevin lived

immediately after his son was born?

Two-family house

in Astoria.

The 109 Precinct checked it

and the entire neighborhood--nothing.

What about where he grew up?

Maybe he's flashing back on his own childhood.

MUNCH: DMV has every address

where Kevin had a driver's license.

The earliest one was East 200th Street in the Bronx

when he was seventeen.

Manhattan Special Victims?

Stabler, Benson.

Thanks for helping us out here.

If you want to call it that.

There's your location.

The parking lot?

Sorry.

We checked the buildings on either side,

no sign of him.

We'll go through them again if you like.

Not necessary, thanks.

Hey, I hope you find your kid.

( tires squealing )

Damn it.

We have nowhere left to look.

Elliot, back up, back up, back up.

Man in a white hat, around the corner,

down that side street.

He was talking about that bakery.

Elliot, that building, boarded up.

The building's condemned.

Perfect view from here of the sign.

Adam!

Adam Forbes, you in there?!

Adam! This is the police.

If you can hear us, bang on something.

There's no way to get in back here.

( faint clanging )

Adam, do it again!

Bang again!

( clanging )

I can hear him,

I just can't tell where it's coming from.

( clanging )

Kevin's gotten in and out of there quickly.

We're going to need flashlights.

And a crowbar.

You okay?

Yeah.

Manhattan SVU to Central, requesting a bus and ESU

to 511 Valentine Avenue in the Bronx.

Watch it!

Place is a hellhole.

Adam, it's the police!

Knock again!

( clanging )

Elliot!

Are you all right?

Aside from my armpits killing me, I'm fine.

Take the flashlight.

Step back.

( clanging )

It's coming from upstairs.

Hold on.

( groaning )

( clanging )

( muffled cries )

Adam...

BENSON: Adam, we're police officers.

We're here to help you. Are you okay?

I think so.

You think so?

You okay?

We're going to get you loose here.

Is Kevin coming back?

No, you're safe now.

Kevin hurt those guys in the grocery store.

We know, sweetheart.

We're going to take you to your mommy and daddy now.

He said he had to protect me.

( sirens approaching )

Okay, you're going home.

Casey Novak?

Yes?

Rebecca Balthus.

Kevin Walker's Legal Aid attorney.

Your, uh, boss order you

to try my client?

No, that was my decision,

but the District Attorney did sign off on it.

Waste of time and money.

Kevin's a lunatic.

Your client kidnapped a five-year-old boy,

murdered a man

and almost killed another who tried to stop him.

And a jury will institutionalize him quicker

than you can say "cacisti."

He's schizophrenic.

He stalked Adam Forbes

for months.

He took photographs to help plan the kidnapping.

He knew what he was doing was wrong.

He tied the boy up,

and consciously tried to elude the police.

Because

a bunch of little men in his head told him to.

We're pleading insanity.

You'll get his psych records. Read them.

Not good enough.

I want him examined by our psychiatrist.

Thank you.

KEVIN: They started talking to me when I was 25.

HUANG: Who's "they"?

The cacistis?

Yeah, the drinking helped at first,

but after a while it didn't do anything.

Let's talk about Adam Forbes, okay?

Okay.

He came into the store one day.

The cacistis told me he was my son, Tate.

I try not to listen to them,

but they scream at me if I don't.

What are cacistis?

Secret police.

They know everything.

And are they talking to you right now?

No.

They go away when the doctors give me drugs.

Then why don't you stay on the medication?

I don't want to talk about that.

Okay. Fair enough.

Do you remember the night you took Adam?

Yeah, I went up the fire escape a couple of times before,

but they kept telling me to stop.

Cacistis kept telling me to stop.

Until that night, and they said it was time.

Yeah, I told him not to scream,

because I wasn't going to hurt him.

But he was scared.

Like Lester.

You feel pretty bad about Lester, huh?

I don't want to talk about that.

Why, because you did something bad?

Don't want to talk about it.

Kevin...

what did you do?

You know I didn't mean to.

I didn't want to kill him.

He's the only person who ever tried to help me.

Then why did you stab him?

Well, the cacistis

told me that he was going to call the police,

and that they would take my son Tate away from me.

So I grabbed a box cutter and I couldn't stop myself.

So the cacistis

told you to throw the chair at the police station?

Oh, no.

No, I did that because I was scared.

What were you scared of?

The police officer.

You were scared

of Detective Stabler?

Why?

When he came back in, he told me

the cacistis were going to take my son,

and that if I didn't tell them where the boy was

they would kill me.

It's not coercion.

HUANG: You pushed Kevin into

a psychotic break so I would drug him

so you could coerce his confession.

I did what I had to do to save that boy.

Great, what are you going to do next?

Bash in people's skulls to make them talk?

You know, your way,

Adam wouldn't have been found

till he was starved to death.

CRAGEN: All right, that's enough.

Both of you.

Did the medication hurt Kevin?

No.

Then what's the harm?

Unless a court forces him to, it's Kevin's choice

whether to take it.

We don't have the right to make that decision for him.

Do me a favor, stop treating this perp

like he's your patient.

He became my patient

the second I gave him that injection.

Do me a favor, start thinking

about the victims here.

The kid he kidnapped, the two people he stabbed.

They're your victims, Doc, not Kevin.

You made Kevin a victim,

and I'm going to testify on his behalf

if this goes to trial,

which Kevin will win

since you handed the defense its case.

How'd I do that?

They're going to make you say

that he wasn't rational until he was medicated,

which means he's not responsible

for his actions before then.

You get it now?

Let him go, Elliot.

I didn't do anything wrong here.

I understand why you did what you did.

You didn't have time to think about the consequences.

We saved that kid.

Kevin goes to trial, you testify,

what you did to him goes on the record.

Every perp you collar from then on,

their lawyer's going to make you tell the jury

how you coerced a confession from Kevin Walker.

( breathes deeply )

How do I make this right?

Well, you got some pop in that bat.

Bet you didn't come all the way here to watch me swing.

I need you to plead Kevin Walker out.

Why is that?

I can't tell you.

Oh, well, I don't really need to know, do I?

You're an officer of the court.

And you don't want whatever happened going on the record.

I don't know your detectives and I don't know you.

When you worked felonies,

you had a different cop on every case, right?

Yeah. So?

Special Victims, it's just us.

We got to trust each other.

You're asking for a hell of a lot of trust.

Either way, Kevin Walker goes someplace

where he can't hurt anybody.

You take him to trial, a good detective

loses his credibility

as a cop.

He'll never be able to testify in court again.

His only choices

will be to quit or finish his career

in the Property Clerk's office.

What this detective did was necessary?

Under the circumstances,

I can't say I would have done any different.

Can you assure me the defendant wasn't hurt

and I'm not going to get my ass kicked in court

on a technicality?

Yes.

KEVIN: I kidnapped Adam Forbes

because I thought he was my son Tate.

I stabbed Lester Hale and Emilio Vasquez

because I was afraid they would take him away.

I'm a paranoid schizophrenic,

and was not medicated at the time.

And though I am not being held

legally accountable for my actions,

I feel completely responsible for them.

You can never know how sorry I am

for all the harm I've caused.

Are the People

satisfied the requirements

of the plea agreement have been met?

We are, Your Honor.

The defendant will rise.

Kevin James Walker,

on the counts of second degree murder,

attempted murder and kidnapping,

I am entering a plea of not guilty by reason

of mental disease or defect.

I order you remanded to the custody

of the Commissioner of Mental Health

until such time... Mental Health?

You can't send me back there.

Kevin, take it...

Your Honor, you can't send me back there.

Please, be quiet Mr. Walker. They'll kill me.

Another word and I'll have you removed. They will murder me,

Your Honor, if you send me back...

Remove the defendant.

...just like they murdered Martha. No! No! No!

No, Your Honor, listen to me.

No, this is you!

You did this!

They sent you

to shut me up so I wouldn't talk about Martha!

Don't let them kill me!

Don't let them kill me like they killed Martha!

Don't send me back there! Please don't send me!

What the hell was Kevin talking about?

I have no idea.

So it has nothing to do

with whatever you got me to cover up?

I'm not covering up anything.

I put my ass on the line for you when I pled Kevin out.

Now he's lucid, screaming about someone killing Martha.

Well, I'm telling you I don't know who Martha is.

You better find out.

If there's been another murder in this case,

I am holding you responsible,

and your dirty little secret's going on the record.

Elliot, Novak is digging in her heels.

She wants an answer by tomorrow.

Is there any chance we can get Kevin's psych records?

His pleading out takes away our right to see them.

Then how in the hell am I going to prove to Novak

that I'm not trying to cover up for murder?

We have to figure out what Kevin was rambling on about in court.

Well, I just spoke with Kevin's social worker.

Says he was never institutionalized.

Well, where was he

before Lester Hale's grocery store?

BENSON: Three years at an adult home

for the mentally ill, out in Queens,

called Jackson Manor, until he walked out a year ago.

What about our mystery murder victim Martha?

Don't know. But Jackson Manor

says there hasn't been

a homicide there since the early '80s.

They say why Kevin left? No, but they couldn't

force him to stay.

He did tell an aide that he was going home

to his wife and son.

I told the detective on the phone

that I didn't want to talk about Kevin.

Mrs. Walker, I'm sorry.

I just need to ask you one question.

Did Kevin ever talk to you about a woman named Martha?

A woman who lived next door to him at Jackson Manor?

Yes, constantly. Why?

Because in court this morning,

Kevin talked about someone named Martha being murdered.

Then maybe you should ask his cacistis instead of to me.

Kevin's been on medication ever since

we arrested him.

He wasn't delusional.

Then I don't know what to tell you.

If that's all...

Do you know why he left Jackson Manor?

He said they kicked him out.

When did he tell you that?

Last year...

when he asked to move back in with me and Tate.

You let him come back?

He called from the home.

Said he was on his meds, doing great,

that he wanted to see us.

I told him he could come over the next day.

What happened?

He showed up at the apartment a week later.

Said the cacistis wouldn't find him here.

I told him to leave.

He lied to me, just like all the other times.

He wasn't taking his meds.

Did you ask him why?

I loved him... I still do,

but I couldn't stand the lies anymore.

He said Jackson Manor ran out of his medication.

How could that happen?

I hear you're jammed up.

Word travels fast.

I got a call from Novak.

I told her the injection didn't harm Kevin, and...

he's right where he belongs.

I'm sure you didn't come all the way up here

at this time of night just to tell me that.

No.

Martha Davis, age 45.

Lived in the room next to Kevin at Jackson Manor.

And I thought I was going to have to go through

every obituary on the Internet.

How'd you find out about Jackson Manor?

Friend at the Health Department.

This friend of yours know how a place like that

could run out of medication?

You know, the good adult homes

help schizophrenics lead productive lives.

The bad ones, the flophouses, just provide minimum care

while their owners line their pockets with government money.

So instead of drugs

for their patients, they use the money

to buy themselves Mercedes.

What was Martha Davis' cause of death?

Uh, suicide.

Why'd Kevin say she was murdered?

Let's ask him.

What's he doing here?

We need to speak to Kevin.

Speak to him?

Or send him into another psychotic break?

STABLER: I know you didn't mean to kill Lester.

And I'm sorry

about what happened.

Kevin, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for what I did.

( sighs )

That little boy might have died if I hadn't found him.

Yes, I know.

I know.

What do you want?

We know you were telling the truth about Martha in court.

I can't talk about that.

Why can't you talk about that?

Because they'll get me.

HUANG: The cacistis?

No. No.

No, the people from the home.

Kevin, nobody from Jackson Manor can hurt you now.

But if you're right--

if they killed Martha,

you know they're going to do it to someone else

some time unless we stop them.

We need your help.

Last summer, one day during the heat wave

Martha shut herself in her room

and wouldn't come out.

I, uh... begged them to help her

because she was burning up.

You see, she was burning up.

And they won't turn the air-conditioning on there

unless you pay extra, and she couldn't afford

to pay extra.

Kevin, what happened?

Well, the same night, I heard a commotion.

They tried to save her.

They put her in a tub full of ice water,

and... you know it was too late.

And I asked them what happened,

and they said she slit her wrist;

but they were lying.

I knew they were lying.

So I started screaming.

I started screaming, screaming at them

calling them killers,

telling them that I'm going to tell the police.

And the next day

I went for my medication,

and they told me that they ran out.

And the same thing the next day,

and the next day,

and then on the fourth day, they told me

that they didn't have any room for me

and I was going to have to leave.

BALTHUS: Kevin...

why didn't you tell anyone?

Well, they said if I did,

what happened to Martha would happen to me.

Whoever runs Jackson Manor's as guilty of killing Lester

as if he put the knife in himself.

STABLER: Kevin, thank you.

I promise you, we're going to make this right.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Can I ask you something?

Yes.

When I moved out of there,

they wouldn't let me take my things,

and in my room I had a really nice photo of my son Tate.

Could you just bring it to me?

You got it.

STABLER: No security. Anyone could walk in here.

Yeah, or out.

A health facility and they're smoking?

Who's going to stop them?

Who's going to put this guy's pants on?

You got nobody supervising these people.

Except her. She's handing out meds.

She must work here.

Tomlinson.

Tomlinson.

Police. We need to see Kevin Walker's records.

( speaking Russian )

She don't speak English.

Of course she doesn't,

but she's passing out the medication.

Actually, this is exactly what I'm looking for.

Thank you.

MAN: Put that down.

Those records are confidential.

Excuse me. Who are you?

Randall Haber, the owner.

Mr. Haber, this is a binding consent

signed by Kevin Walker and his attorney

permitting us to see his records.

Why don't you stand there and read it.

It says here that Kevin Walker was given

ten milligrams of olanzapine before bedtime last night.

Mr. Haber, we find that really very funny

because Mr. Walker hasn't lived here in a year.

I don't know how this happened.

BENSON: Sure you don't.

Why don't you put your hands behind your back,

since you're under arrest for fraud.

You're making a mistake.

My wife is on the city council.

Really? That's great. I'll tell you what.

We're going to make a phone call,

see if she wants to join you

when we parade your sorry ass in front of the TV cameras.

I didn't even know Kevin Walker was gone.

NOVAK: Your administrator's going to testify

that you ordered her to keep Kevin on the books

so you could get his money from the State.

Those people are no longer your own

personal cash cows.

MAN: That's enough.

You think you have a case,

charge him so he can make bail.

Fine.

What the hell is this?

STABLER: Randall Haber,

you're now under arrest for the murders

of Lester Hale and Martha Davis.

Murder?

Martha Davis committed suicide.

STABLER: We exhumed her body.

She died of severe heat stroke.

Because you told them

not to turn on her air-conditioning.

A jury's going to believe him?

He murdered that grocer in cold blood.

STABLER: Which only happened

because you withheld his medication

and kicked him out on the street.

That makes you responsible for Lester Hale's death.

Okay...

one count of Man Two with a sentencing recommendation.

Are you crazy? I'm not making a deal.

KEVIN: Why did you tell

the aide to cut Martha's wrists?

I heard you.

He doesn't know what he heard.

He's a mental patient.

NOVAK: He's back on his medication.

He's perfectly lucid, and he's our star witness.

Two counts, Man One, concurrent.

He does his 15.

15 years?

That or a jury can sentence you to 25 to life.

It's your choice.

A deal.

A deal.

How are you doing?

I'm okay.

Good.

You found my picture?

Uh, no. I'm sorry. They tossed everything.

I did get you a camera, though.

What's that for?

I brought him to see how great

his father's doing.

It's okay, Tate. Say hello.

Hello, Daddy.

( chuckles )

Hey, hey... hey, Tate.

Hi.

How you doing?

Good.

I missed you.

I missed you, too, Dad.

I missed you very, very much.

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