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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.

Thank you.

Billy, are you crazy?

This is too much.

Well, it's our anniversary.

How are we gonna afford this?

You let me worry about that.

Hey.

Can I help you?

Yeah, checking in. Last name Moran.

Okay.

Mr. and Mrs. Moran, we've got you in a king suite

with a view of the park.

A king suite?

How about we stop worrying about it and start enjoying it?

Room 508.

Elevators are around the corner to the left.

Enjoy your stay. - Thanks.

$120 for a ribeye?

Seriously, don't worry.

I'll put it on the card. Excuse me.

Can my wife get a pinot grigio?

And you know what?

I will take a Macallan 12, neat.

You got it.

Hey, come on.

We're celebrating, right?

You've been sober for six months.

You were so proud of that.

Well, this is a special occasion, and no one's driving.

It's just one drink, Stacey.

Hmm?

Babe, trust me, you've had enough.

I'm not even drunk.

- Please. - No, come on.

Okay.

Baby, come here.

I love you so much. - No.

You look so pretty.

Come here. - No.

No. - Yeah, come here.

No. No!

Hey.

Baby, come on.

- See you later. - Hey, come back.

Baby.

Ugh.

Vodka soda, please.

Sure.

I didn't see you at the wedding.

There's a wedding here?

Can't you hear that cheesy '90s music?

- Brian. - Stacey.

Who got married, a friend of yours?

Um, my dad, actually.

Third time.

Speaking as someone who's only been married once,

believe me, I get it.

Where are we going? - Follow me.

Come on, come on.

Are you sure we're allowed to be here?

Door was open.

Don't worry about it. I was here last night.

Come on.

Did you go skinny dipping last night too?

No, I'll just wear my boxers.

Okay.

Turn around.

I don't think you can return the dress after the wedding.

I'm taking it to the cleaners on my way into work.

And I need to bring Ryan's tux back to the rental place

before they charge us for another day.

Is he in his room?

Still eating breakfast, I think.

What are you doing?

Where did those come from?

- Happy Monday. - Good morning, Captain.

So where are we on this guy who's been taking creeper shots

of people in porta-potties?

Caught him last night, chest deep in blue filth.

After unis hosed him off, they recovered his phone.

I'll spare you the evidence photos.

Oh, thank you.

I'll be in my office.

You want me to get this?

No, I'll take it.

Good morning. I'm Captain Benson.

How can I help you?

- This is my stepson, Ryan. - Hi.

Saturday night, at a hotel in the city,

a woman pressured him into having sex.

It wasn't exactly like that.

Ryan, you were taken advantage of.

Please, let me do the talking.

We're here to report an assault.

Okay, so I'll need a few more details.

Here's the only detail you need.

He's 16 years old.

Okay. Follow me.

So this woman was older than you, Ryan?

Yeah, that's right.

So how old would you say?

I don't know.

30, maybe. - Okay.

Can you tell us what happened?

Ryan?

Look, I get it.

You don't wanna say something

that might get someone else in trouble.

And maybe-- maybe it's somebody

that you're close with.

We're not close. It was just a one-night thing.

Oh, okay.

So how did you and this older woman meet?

At a hotel bar.

Ryan's father and I were married

Saturday night at the Atelier.

Ryan must have left the reception early,

and they served him alcohol at that hotel bar.

They served me at the wedding too.

Well, they weren't supposed to.

Dad lets me drink beer at home sometimes.

Not anymore.

Mrs. Perry, how about you and I go speak in my office?

He will be in good hands with Detective Bruno.

Come with me.

Hey.

I know you don't wanna be here,

but you're under the age of consent,

so you're not just a kid in the eyes of your stepmom.

You're a kid to the law.

I'm gonna ask you point-blank.

Did you have sex with this older woman?

And what's your relationship with Ryan been like?

He's a teenager, and I'm his second stepmother.

But he must trust you if he told you something like this.

He only told me what happened

after I found these in his suit jacket.

Okay, I'm gonna need to take those to the lab.

- Fine by me. - Okay.

Do you have any idea who they belong to?

Maybe a guest at your wedding? - Absolutely not.

Whoever she was, she took advantage of Ryan.

May I ask where Ryan's biological mother is

in all of this?

She died of breast cancer when he was just a toddler.

So this woman at the bar, you never got her full name?

Just Stacey.

You two were drinking together?

Who was buying? - She was.

Okay. Then what did you two do?

Uh, we decided to explore the hotel.

We ended up at the pool.

Whose idea was that?

Both of ours.

Then what happened?

We started kissing and, I mean,

we were both a little drunk.

And then?

We moved to the hot tub and

you know...

had sex.

You tell her you were 16?

- She didn't ask. - Okay.

What happened after the sex?

We both fell asleep on two lawn chairs by the pool.

So you stayed there all night?

Yeah, when we woke up, we got dressed and left.

How'd you end up with her panties?

I--I was gonna give them back,

but she was in a hurry to just get out of there, so...

You happen to get her number or where she was visiting from?

So what have we got here?

16-year-old kid who doesn't think he's a victim.

Well, he's about to be educated.

So what's next?

A uni is taking Ryan and his mother to the hospital

to do a rape kit.

Okay, was he able to identify the woman?

Just a first name--Stacey.

Well, there's gotta be some record of her at the hotel.

Well, Ryan did say she bought drinks at the bar.

Then she either used her credit card

or charged it to the room. - Right.

So canvass the hotel and start with the bar.

Excuse us.

What can I get you?

We're on the clock.

Were you working Saturday night?

I'm here every night.

You recognize this guy?

Yeah. He was here at the bar.

Well, he's only 16.

He certainly didn't look it.

The lady he was with bought all the drinks.

Okay. What can you tell us about her?

White, brown hair.

How'd she pay?

I asked her if she wanted to put it on the room,

but she gave me her card.

We're gonna need a copy of those receipts.

Security footage too.

Am I in any kind of trouble?

Not if you keep cooperating.

All right, here they are leaving the bar.

And this is them 20 minutes later, approaching the pool.

Is this the best angle we have?

The hotel is still going through it.

This is what they sent us so far.

Then Ryan and Stacey leave together

about five hours later.

Ryan corroborated the timeline.

And no security cameras inside the pool area?

None that we found.

Were we able to ID this woman?

Yeah, her name is Stacey Moran

from Union, New Jersey.

A 28-year-old sixth grade teacher, married.

All right, so let's take a drive out to New Jersey,

talk to Stacey,

without her husband in the room.

Stacey Moran?

- That's me. Can I help you? - Hi, I'm Captain Benson,

and this is Captain Curry from Manhattan Special Victims Unit.

Manhattan? What brings you out here?

Well, we're just following up on an investigation.

Were you at the Atelier Saturday night?

Yes, with my husband. Why?

Do you know him?

- He looks familiar. - Yeah.

I mean, we know that the two of you were together in the bar.

Can you tell me what this is about?

Hey, what's-- what's going on?

Mr. Moran?

Yeah. Who are you?

We're from the NYPD.

We're looking into an incident that happened

at the Atelier this past weekend.

Well, we were there. Why? What happened?

Well, can we-- can we talk inside?

Yeah.

Billy and I were at the hotel to celebrate our anniversary,

but, to be honest, he got really drunk, so I left him.

And went down to the bar,

and that's when you met Ryan.

He was there by himself.

I mean, we had a few drinks together.

And then what?

I think, at one point, we snuck into the pool

and went swimming.

Was that all?

Why are you asking me about this?

I'm not proud of it,

but after Stacey left the room, I passed out.

- Why did she leave? - She was pissed at me.

Why, did she say I did something wrong?

- No, Mr. Moran. - Then why are you here?

Because I'll tell you right now,

I don't know anything about any incident.

Look, Mrs. Moran, I understand that you

may not want your husband to know what happened,

but there's been an accusation.

- From the hotel? - No, from Ryan Perry.

Did you know that he was 16 years old?

That's not possible.

He was at the bar. He had a drink in his hand.

Right, and he is a sophomore in high school,

and he claims that the two of you had sex.

Stacey, what is this?

What did you tell them I did? - No, nothing.

This isn't about you. - Then what's going on?

Well, I think it's best if I talk to your wife in private.

- Why? I don't understand. - Billy.

They're saying I-- I had sex with someone...

Wait. Sex? What?

But I swear to you, I don't remember any of it.

I must have blacked out.

I think it would be better if we spoke

about this in the precinct.

Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait.

Just--just tell me what happened.

I--I had a double vodka soda at the bar.

I don't remember much after that.

Is that usual, for you to have a strong drink

and then not-- not remember anything?

No.

So you were blacked out at the bar,

and this guy was there?

I know my wife.

She would never do anything like this.

She was taken advantage of.

All right, Mr. Moran. Let us handle this.

What, you call this handling it?

Okay, Mrs. Moran, I need you

to come with us to the station, okay?

No, no, no, not without me, okay?

Or a lawyer. I'm calling my brother, Grant.

No, I don't want that.

And I don't need a lawyer. - Yeah, you do.

My wife was raped.

So Stacey Moran, a New Jersey school teacher, allegedly

had sex with Ryan Perry, 16, in a Midtown hotel hot tub?

Who reported this?

- Ryan's stepmother. - Okay.

What's Mrs. Moran say?

Well, she says that they were drinking, but claims

she doesn't remember much after that.

Her side, after the husband found out.

Well, it doesn't matter. She's in her 20s. He's 16.

So any chance that this kid is just embellishing?

Her DNA's on the rape kit under the foreskin.

Hard to embellish that.

What were they both doing at the hotel?

Well, he was there for his father's third wedding,

and she was there celebrating her fifth anniversary.

She's got a novel way of celebrating it.

So she claims that she didn't know that he was underage.

What about Ryan?

Is he claiming force or coercion?

No, he only told his stepmother

after she found Stacey's underwear in his tuxedo coat.

The stepmother filed the complaint,

and due to his age, we had to take it seriously.

What about this woman? Any history there?

No, she is a highly respected teacher

working at the same school for five years.

Not one single complaint.

Well, we gotta get her lawyer to agree to a plea deal.

This guy's gotta be halfway decent.

You know he's got a billboard off exit 141 in New Jersey?

That and he's Stacey's brother-in-law.

This just keeps getting better and better.

I swear, I didn't know he was 16.

He was drinking in the hotel bar.

My client is the victim here.

Well, I'm sorry, Mrs. Moran, but the fact that

you didn't know his age is not a legal defense.

She was incapacitated.

So I'd like to hear more about that.

Like I said earlier, I had a few drinks at the bar.

They must have hit me harder than I realized.

Again, legally, that's not an excuse.

It was if she was blacked out.

Stacey, were you blacked out?

Before the pool, he handed me a small bottle of vodka.

After a few sips, I felt like--

like nothing I felt before.

How so?

Uninhibited and high.

But not blacked out.

That's not what she's saying. Who knows what he gave her?

She may have been drugged.

Mr. Moran, we don't know if he gave her anything yet.

Not to mention his tolerance.

Despite his age, he has at least 30 pounds,

a foot of height on her.

Stacey, did he-- did he force you in any way?

No, but he looked like a man.

If I knew his age, I never would have even talked to him.

Okay, we understand that this is, uh, complicated.

But regardless of how you might feel about it,

this was a criminal act.

Oh, you're not seriously gonna charge her with anything.

Due to the circumstances, we can offer her a plea.

Misdemeanor sexual misconduct, no jail time.

One thing is certain.

She's not going on the registry.

I'm a teacher.

I'd lose my whole life.

Unfortunately, in a case like this,

the registry is mandatory.

What am I gonna do?

My client needs a tox screen and a rape kit.

Stacey.

Grant, you fix this or what?

The situation is ongoing.

Well, can I take her home?

Your wife is facing potential charges, Mr. Moran.

Billy, they're saying I'm the rapist.

- What? - I have to go.

Wait. Where are they taking you?

Your wife will be escorted to the hospital to get some tests.

Well, I'm going with her then.

- No. - No.

Okay, you take Mrs. Moran to the hospital, please.

And then what?

Then, when you're finished, we will talk.

This isn't right. This isn't--this isn't fair.

Billy. Hey, hey. Let me take you home, okay?

We're gonna figure this out.

So what are we looking at?

Two drowning people trying to save themselves

from a night of bad choices.

Hey, any leeway from the eighth floor?

We cannot charge a misdemeanor sex crime

without her going on the registry.

She doesn't take this deal, I'm gonna have

to indict and arraign her.

Where she'll plead not guilty.

Then we're gonna go to trial.

But if the tox screen comes back and shows

that Stacey was indeed drugged,

she may have been incapable of consent.

Well, you know who else is incapable of consent?

The 16-year-old kid. - Give me a break.

Ryan didn't even wanna come forward.

Look, Curry has a point.

It was his stepmother that pushed the whole thing forward.

This woman's saying Ryan raped her?

Well, there might be evidence that she was incapacitated.

From what?

Well, they were drinking, and she's at the hospital

right now getting a tox screen for other substances as well.

You're blaming Ryan for that? Who knows what she took?

No matter what the circumstances,

we plan on pursuing what Stacey did as a crime.

Rape. That's what this is, right?

Well, depending on what is found on the tox screen,

there may be other charges as well.

- Against Ryan? - Emily, calm down.

- No, Frank. - Listen.

How about we all take a breath here, okay?

Our ADA is hoping to resolve all of this with a plea deal.

A deal? Is she gonna take it?

I think, right now, the thing that she's most focused on is--

is staying off the sex registry.

Well, she should have thought of that

before she raped our son. - Okay.

But you should know that if this moves forward,

Ryan will have to testify.

Captain, I need a minute.

Stacey's tox screen showed the presence of MDMA?

- Yeah. - Is it possible that she--

she took it herself, she just didn't wanna tell us that?

She doesn't strike me as a drug user.

And public school teachers get regular drug testing.

I mean, Carisi, it is possible that he slipped it to her?

Well, he's claiming he didn't have

any drugs on him that night.

Well, the lab can't prove either way

how she ingested the drugs. - Okay.

I can at least get a search warrant for Ryan's room.

But if he did give Stacey MDMA

and he didn't tell her about it,

it's gonna play in her favor with the jury.

I swear, Dad, I don't do drugs.

Then you have nothing to worry about.

Except maybe these.

Why do I get the feeling these aren't multivitamins?

You should know Stacey Moran tested positive for MDMA.

That's not what that is.

As much as we'd like to believe you,

that's what the kit's for.

- It's turning purple. - What does that mean?

That means this is MDMA.

Ryan, where did you get these?

I told you, they aren't mine.

What happens now?

Your son's under arrest.

- What? - Turn around.

You had to drag me to Manhattan

to talk to the police.

I was trying to protect you.

- Well, nice job, Emily. - Wait, wait, wait.

Where are you taking him?

We're booking him on drug charges.

And then what?

He's gonna explain exactly how Stacey Moran ended up

with his drugs in her system.

I already told you guys that Molly wasn't mine.

Your possession charge, that's up to Suffolk County.

Don't waste your lies on something

we don't even care about.

Then why are we even here?

My client is a victim of statutory rape.

Because his alleged attacker had Molly in her system.

Which she says she didn't take.

She's obviously the one lying to you.

Is that true, Ryan?

We're gonna find out one way or the other.

Doing drugs isn't the end of the world.

But lying on the stand is.

I'm asking you to trust me.

I do.

Then the way to show that

is by shooting me straight right now.

All right, okay.

Stacey's not lying.

So how did MDMA end up in her system?

I kind of crushed some pills and put it in a fifth of vodka.

- Ryan. - It's just--

it was just to get through my dad's wedding.

Mm-hmm.

So when Stacey and I made it to the pool,

she grabbed the bottle.

I turned around, and she took a sip.

Did you tell her it was Molly?

No,

but she said that she wanted to have fun.

What about what you wanted?

Where is this going?

TARU went through your phone.

Found a pretty interesting chat with what looks like

you and two of your closest buddies.

How is this relevant?

Let me read some.

"I'm sick of high school girls.

"My stepmom's got some thick- ass fire booty bridesmaids.

I'm gonna tag one of 'em tonight."

I'm assuming those "fire booty bridesmaids,"

they're around Stacey's age. - Yeah.

So you see how this looks, right?

You're on the hunt for an older woman,

you ran into one, and you drugged her.

And we are done talking.

Okay. So what do you think?

Well, at least the kid's finally being honest.

Well, there's a difference between

honesty and self-preservation.

A jury's bound to find those text messages

pretty incriminating.

See, if he intentionally neglected to tell Stacey

that he crushed up Molly and put it in his vodka

and she wound up drinking it, that's a felony.

Yet the problem is, there's no way

that I can prove that that is what he intended to do.

And I don't see this kid as being

some kind of criminal mastermind.

Well, neither is Stacey.

Well, right now, she's the only one

that I can prove is guilty.

In fact, I'm due at her arraignment in 30 minutes.

Okay, well, she can still accept a plea deal.

Well, so far, she's not listening

to anything I have to say.

Stacey Moran, you're charged with rape in the third degree.

How do you plead?

Not guilty, Your Honor.

- People on bail? - 15,000, Your Honor.

For an E felony?

Given the circumstances of this case,

we believe that amount is warranted.

This is a first offense, Your Honor.

My client is a law-abiding citizen

who just wants to clear her good name.

Be that as it may, I agree bail is called for.

Make it 10,000.

But why are we talking about my wife?

He's the real criminal here! - Order.

My son is a minor! She's a pedophile!

- He took advantage of my wife. - Order! Bailiff.

Next case. - That's enough. That's enough.

Next case, docket number 2Y3874...

Stacey posted bail,

so it looks like we're going to trial.

She doesn't think that she raped Ryan.

Look, he gave her ecstasy without telling her.

He never offered her that bottle.

She grabbed it herself.

And the legal basis for prosecuting a case like this

is all about the numbers.

She's 28. He's 16. I can't change that.

She claims that she was incapacitated.

Believe me, her lawyer's gonna bring that up at trial,

which is why I need evidence that proves otherwise.

There's no witnesses?

There's no hotel security footage?

Just what you've already seen,

the two of them entering into the pool area.

But not the encounter in the pool.

No.

I mean, look, there was a couple of passersby.

They looked like they came from the wedding.

Can we ID them?

From the back of their head.

But if we show that footage to Ryan's parents,

then if they were guests of the wedding--

Then they might be able to identify them.

They're both clearly drunk.

I don't know what this is supposed to prove.

Well, we may have found some witnesses.

You recognize those guys?

My second cousin, Thomas.

What's he doing?

Looks like he's taking a photo.

Of our son being assaulted?

Well, we won't know that

until we look at your cousin's phone.

One of the wedding guests took this photo?

Yes, and then sent it to his girlfriend.

- Classy. - A one-word oxymoron.

Look, incapacitated people can still smile.

So does this help or hurt, Counselor?

The only way to know for sure is to get it

in front of the jury.

I was on my way back to my room past the pool.

What did you see?

What I thought was a couple,

but what I now know was my 16-year-old cousin

with the defendant.

They were having sex.

But you didn't recognize your cousin Ryan at the time?

No. I was intoxicated.

- And you took a photo. - Yes.

People's Exhibit 1, Your Honor.

Now, how would you describe the defendant's affect

during this sexual encounter?

She looked like she was enjoying herself.

And did she ever seem incapacitated in any way?

No, not at all.

Thank you, Mr. D'Angelo.

To state the obvious,

you weren't in the pool area during this alleged attack.

No, I was just walking by.

So could you hear what they were saying?

No.

Could you see under the water?

No.

So it's possible that Ryan was holding Stacey in place.

But she was smiling.

Have you ever seen somebody smile

out of fear or nervousness before?

I guess so, yeah.

So how do you know what kind of smile this was?

I guess I don't.

One more question.

Mr. D'Angelo, you said you were intoxicated.

If you were intoxicated, do you think that

you were the best judge of my client's state of being,

not to mention her own relative incapacity?

I guess not.

Nothing further.

We moved to the Jacuzzi because we were getting cold.

Okay, whose idea was that?

- Hers. - Then what?

She sat on my lap.

In what position?

Well, is she facing away from you?

Is she sitting off to the side?

- Straddling me. - Straddling you.

So her face towards yours, yeah?

Yes.

How'd that make you feel?

I mean, I'm only 16.

I've never had a grown woman sit on my lap like that,

especially in her underwear.

I guess she could tell that I was excited.

So how did this progress to sex?

Well, I was wearing boxers, and she reached in

and just kind of, like...

just pulled it out.

Then what happened?

She pushed aside her panties

and put me inside of her.

So she was the one who initiated sex?

Yes.

Did she ever seem incapacitated?

She was a little drunk, but so was I.

But she did consume alcohol from a bottle

that you had mixed with MDMA.

Yes.

Did you ever offer her that bottle?

No.

She picked it up off the ground.

And, Ryan, the night in question,

did Stacey Moran ever once ask you your age?

No.

I tried talking to her about my life,

but she said that she didn't want to share sad stories.

Thank you, Ryan.

No more questions.

Well, you met Stacey at the hotel bar, correct?

Yes.

And you had a drink in your hand.

I ordered it at the bar.

Oh, oh.

So Stacey saw you sitting at the bar drinking

after the bartender already served you.

Seems like she wasn't the only one

who assumed you were over 21.

I guess.

And who decided to go to the pool?

We both did.

And at that point, you were both drinking

from your small vodka bottle that contained MDMA.

Yes.

Did you tell Stacey that there was drugs in that vodka?

I didn't think it was that big of a deal.

You didn't think it was a big deal?

Everybody does it.

Not Stacey Moran.

At any point during the encounter, Ryan,

did you say "stop" or "slow down"

or indicate that you were uncomfortable in any way?

No, not--not really.

And did you communicate your relative sexual inexperience?

I thought that she could tell.

Oh, she say something to that effect?

No.

Ryan, you were looking to get lucky that night, weren't you?

Before you answer, can you read this?

It's Defense Exhibit A, Your Honor.

Go ahead.

Is that a text message that you sent to two of your friends?

Yes.

Could you read that out loud for the jury, please?

"I'm sick of high school girls.

"My stepmom's got some thick- ass fire booty bridesmaids.

I'm gonna tag one of 'em tonight."

"Tag one of 'em."

Based on that text, is it fair to say

that you were looking to have a sexual encounter

with an older woman?

Objection, relevance.

I'm going to allow.

Yes, I guess so.

And when you found one, you slipped her drugs,

hoping to get lucky.

Objection, asked and answered.

Withdrawn.

Ryan...

did your stepmother find a pair of my client's underwear

in the pocket of your rental tuxedo jacket?

Yes.

Did you keep it as a trophy?

No, it was an accident.

I'd like to remind you that you're under oath.

Ryan...

isn't it true

that if your stepmother hadn't found those panties,

you never would have come forward and accused my client?

Objection--yeah, Your Honor--relevance.

I'm going to allow.

No, I wouldn't have.

Nothing further.

Hey.

Are you okay?

Yeah. Why?

You forget who you're talking to.

What's going on?

Ah, for a minute there, I just felt like

I was watching myself up on that stand.

When I was about 15,

my parents used to have all these cocktail parties,

and at one of them, our newly divorced neighbor,

Mrs. Olson, came upstairs and snuck into bed with me.

I was in nothing but my boxers.

She, um, put her hand through and...

started touching me.

What did you do?

I didn't say a word.

I didn't want to embarrass her.

You tell anyone?

Yeah.

You, right now.

I've been married to Stacey for five years.

We were at the hotel for our anniversary.

And how would you categorize your marriage?

We're committed to each other.

It's not perfect.

It's got its ups and downs.

And that night at the hotel, was that one of the downs?

Which is on me.

She never would have left the room if I hadn't provoked her.

- Well, how so? - Your Honor.

We object to this entire line of questioning.

Relevance.

I'm going to allow.

Uh...

I broke my sobriety, which is inexcusable.

Our marriage is still in trouble,

but I hope to repair things.

It just may take a while.

And yet, you're here today testifying on her behalf.

Because I know my wife would never

knowingly hurt a teenage boy.

She's been a dedicated teacher her whole career.

She made one bad choice that night,

but she does not deserve to have her entire life ruined.

Thank you.

Mr. Moran, you just said, "I know my wife would never

knowingly hurt a teenage boy."

But let me ask you-- did you know that,

after helping you break your sobriety,

your wife would keep the party going

by heading straight to the bar and picking up

the first guy she met?

No.

Thank you, Billy.

That's all I need.

Mr. Moran, call your next witness.

The defense calls Stacey Moran.

Ryan and I were at the bar.

I finished my drink.

When we left, we decided to stop by the pool.

And then what happened?

We stripped down to our underwear, got in the pool.

We were having fun. - And were you still drinking?

Out of a fifth of vodka that Ryan brought with him.

And were you aware that there was a drug

commonly called ecstasy dissolved into that vodka?

No, I had no idea.

In fact, you were completely unaware

until you saw your toxicology report, weren't you?

That's right.

So--so Ryan failed to mention that.

He didn't say anything.

And had you ever tried ecstasy before?

No.

Oh, so you didn't even know what it felt like.

I could tell I felt good.

I thought I was just drunk.

I now know I was taken advantage of.

I was drugged.

And we heard all about your participation.

But would you have done any of that

if you hadn't been under the influence of drugs?

No, it was out of character for me.

Ryan was the first one to get undressed and jump in the pool.

And then once in the pool, what did he do?

He approached me and kissed me.

Oh, so he was the one who initiated physical contact?

That's right.

And then who decided to go to the hot tub?

He did.

That doesn't seem like someone

who was nervous or inexperienced at all, does it?

Objection, leading.

Withdrawn.

Thank you.

Mrs. Moran, when you first encountered Ryan at the bar,

who was buying the drinks?

Ryan already had a drink by the time I arrived.

I bought one drink for myself,

a double, but it hit me hard.

And would you describe yourself

as being incapacitated?

I wasn't before I drank out of Ryan's bottle of vodka.

- At the pool? - Yes.

And yet right after you had that drink,

you immediately disrobed, got into the pool,

all without the assistance or coercion from Ryan.

- Yes. - Okay.

How'd you get from the pool to the hot tub?

I don't remember.

Well, did Ryan have to drag you there?

- I'm not sure. - You're not sure?

Mrs. Moran, we're talking about trace amounts

of a diluted stimulant.

We're not talking about a roofie.

You heard testimony from a witness who took a picture

of you straddling Ryan.

You seemed to be very much in control.

You saw the photo, didn't you?

- Yes. - All right?

You were participating. You were smiling.

How do you explain that?

He took advantage of me.

Well, I know that that's what you want us all to believe,

but did you ever ask Ryan how old he was?

Objection, relevance.

I'll allow.

- Not explicitly. - Why not?

- He was sitting at a bar. - Hmm.

Miss Moran, I know you're a teacher,

and this is not your subject,

but, unfortunately for you, this is all a question of math.

He looks older than he is. He has a deep voice.

He has a deep voice? You're 28 years old.

He's 16.

How's that for math?

Nothing further.

Don't be fooled by Ryan Perry's age.

He's savvy enough to formulate a plan to seduce my client

and weaponize a bottle of vodka for any woman

unfortunate enough to wind up in his path

the night of his father's wedding.

He's calculated enough to use his dad's wedding

as a hunting ground.

You heard the text read out loud.

Ryan Perry was looking to have a sexual conquest

with an older woman at all costs.

And when he struck out at the wedding,

he went to the hotel bar, where he found my client,

and he decided she was gonna be his next target.

Thank you for your time.

Mr. Carisi.

The proper application of the law

is, and always has been, centered on fairness.

It's one of the pillars of our justice system.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, make no mistake,

your job now is to faithfully apply

the law to the facts of this case without sympathy or bias,

and the facts are these.

The victim, Ryan Perry, was a minor,

and the defendant, Stacey Moran, was an adult.

But what if that minor were a young girl

and the adult was a grown man?

I wonder, would that change your viewpoint at all?

And if it did, would that be fair?

Well, today it's up to each and every one of you

to ensure that it is.

Thank you.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

- No, Your Honor. - You haven't?

On the single charge of rape in the third degree,

we are still, at this moment, hopelessly deadlocked.

Do you think more time deliberating

will allow you to reach a unanimous verdict?

Honestly, no.

All right.

Then I'm declaring a mistrial.

The state of New York thanks the jury for their service.

You are dismissed.

You're free. It's over.

It's over. It's over.