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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.

[crowd noise]

players: [overlapping chatter]

- Come on, let's go.

[overlapping chatter]

- Kyle, go, go, come on!

Move, move, move, Kyle!
There you go!

Move, move, move, move!

- Kyle, Kyle!
- Come on, Kyle!

[crowd commotion]

[buzzer]

[crowd commotion]
[overlapping shouting]

- Oh, just what I need.

Jack pouting around the house
all weekend.

- Oh, it's--it really
wasn't his fault.

- That's right. Jim always says,
you win as a team,

you lose as a team.
- That's right.

- Damn it. What was that?

We were supposed to be better
than St. Lawrence.

- Let's hope they can
turn it around

before Rockville Center
on Wednesday.

- Poor Jack--
he'll be beside himself.

- He shouldn't have had the puck
in the first place.

I mean, Kyle had
his man beat.

He should have shot it.

Is he afraid of scoring goals?

Hey, hey! All right, Whitecaps!
- Come on, Whitecaps!

- Come on, Whitecaps!
- All right!

Let's put this one
behind you, now.

[overlapping shouts
of encouragement]

What do you say, Jackie boy?
Heads up, now!

[overlapping shouting]
- Jack, honey, you did great!

Okay, buddy!

- All right, listen up.

I'm not gonna say
much more about that game.

We all know what we need to do.

We got practice tomorrow,
here at noon.

Come ready to work.

- Are you serious?

You missed a wide-open shot!

- Can't believe you choked.
You suck, Wilson.

- Hey, enough.
- But Kyle,

he missed a wide-open shot!
- I don't care.

I said that's enough!

[dramatic music]

♪

- I don't understand
why you always have to

be the last one out.

You move like molasses.

Honey, what's wrong?

Did you get hurt
during the game?

- I'm fine.
- All right.

Clearly, this requires
your father's expertise.

You can talk to him about it
when you get home.

Hey, do you wanna stop
by the market

for a Creamline shake?

[thud]
Uhh--

Oh, God--Jack!

Oh, God,
where is that coming--

Oh, my God.

Jack!
Okay, oh, my God.

Oh, my God.
All right, Jack.

Come on.

[dark music]

♪

- Hey. What do we got?

- The victim's name
is Jack Wilson,

he's 13, he plays for
the New York City Whitecaps.

- Which is--
- The best youth

hockey program in the state.

Now Jack's team had
a game this morning,

but they lost after he missed
a last-second shot.

Now his mother noticed
he was bleeding

in the parking lot afterwards,
drove him over here.

- You talk to the doctor?
- Yeah.

He said there was tearing
in his rectum

caused by a blunt instrument.

Like a...

hockey stick.

Sounds like a hazing.

- No, that sounds like
sexual assault.

- [sighs]

[dramatic music]

♪

- It wasn't that big a deal.

- John Francis Wilson,
you tell these officers

who did it this instant.
- Mrs. Wilson,

I-I understand
that you're upset.

But it's probably best
if we take the lead.

So, Jack, can you tell us
what happened?

- I don't know.

- Look, I understand
that this is really hard.

But it's really important,
so do you know who hurt you?

- I don't remember.

- Okay, but somebody
did hurt you.

- No, I just fell.

- Don't be ridiculous.
The doctor said his--

- Hang on, hang on.

Where'd you fall?
- On the ice, during the game.

- You hurt yourself like that
by falling on the ice?

- So Jack...

we don't want you
to feel uncomfortable.

So if you don't wanna talk now,
we can come back later, okay?

- Jack? How you feeling, pal?

- I wanna go home, Dad.
- He just had to

be on the team, didn't he?

Foundation of the Earth
would crumble

if he wasn't a Whitecap?
- I'm sorry,

are you seriously gonna--
- Mr. and Mrs. Wilson,

how about we step outside
for a moment, okay?

Let's all just
settle down, here,

'cause I'm sure we want
the same thing.

- No, fundamentally,
we do not.

I didn't want him to join
this team in the first place.

- That's not fair.

I played on the Whitecaps
when I was his age, and I-I--

- I think arguing isn't
gonna help your son.

- Neither are two police
officers hovering over him.

- Mr. Wilson, your son's
injuries indicate

he's a victim
of a sexual assault.

- Sexual assault?

I saw the doctor on the way in.
He said Jack will be fine.

It was a prank
that went too far.

- Mr. Wilson, that's--
that's not how we saw it.

- Hey, Frank.
- Jim.

- And there he is.
Hey, Kyle.

- How's Jack? Is he okay?
What happened?

- Well, he--

- We think he's the victim
of a hazing incident.

- Oh--I'm sorry, this is--
- I'm Lieutenant Benson.

This is Detective Carisi.

- Hazing? All we heard was
he collapsed in the parking lot.

- So, uh, your name's Kyle?
You're on the Whitecaps, too?

- He's the star.

- Okay, so Kyle, did you
see anything unusual

in the locker room
after the game?

- No, it was quiet.

Everyone just got dressed
and went home.

- Did anybody
give Jack a hard time

after missing that last shot?
- No, we're a team.

Win or lose,
we stick together.

- Well, we're gonna
speak with

all the boys on the team,
but in the meantime,

if you think of anything
or remember anything,

please let us know.

- Let's check and see
if Jack's ready for visitors.

Seeing his best friend
ought to cheer him up.

- Is it all right
if we go see our son?

- Of course. Just--

just let us know
if he remembers anything.

All those players
in that locker room?

Someone had to have
seen something.

- Yeah. It's a team
full of young boys.

Nobody wants to
get out in front of this.

Even the victim won't talk.

- Okay, so call Rollins,

uh, have her head over
to the rink with Fin.

Talk to refs, talk to coaches,

and I want the name of every
single player

on either team.
- Got it.

And have CSU head over
to that locker room.

- Poor kid.
I hope he's gonna be okay.

- Well, he's recovering.
It's a serious injury.

- What makes you think
it was one of my players?

Could it have been someone
from the Squalls

or a Whitecaps player
in a different division?

- Division?
- Yeah, there are ten

Whitecaps squads, separated by
age and skill level.

Mites, squirts, peewees--
- Okay, but right now

we need to focus
on your kids.

- Sure, but I mean,
we compete

for the New York State
Championship every year.

- So?
- So none of my boys

would jeopardize that
by doing something this stupid.

- You got security cameras?
- Not in the locker rooms,

but I'm sure there are
cameras around.

Management can give you
whatever they have.

- Any troublemakers
on your team?

- [chuckles] Have you ever
traveled on a bus 4 1/2 hours

full of 13-year-olds?
They're all troublemakers.

- I mean repeat offenders.

Kids that like to do
stupid things.

- Um...
- Look, Coach,

I know you don't wanna give up
any of your players,

but, uh, you gotta cooperate.
- Come on.

- [sighs] Fine.

Timmy Brown and Will Harris.

They're wild. The boys call them
the "Bash Brothers"

'cause they tend to get
a little rough.

But--but they've never
done anything

like what happened to Jack.

It--they wouldn't last
in this program.

It's in violation of
their contract.

- Their what?
- Their contract.

It lays out our code of ethics.
Every player signs one.

So it couldn't have been
a Whitecap.

- Hey, where are we
with these Bang Brothers?

- The Bash Brothers.
Like McGwire and Canseco.

- No, like Reed and Portman.

"Mighty Ducks 2"?

Never mind.
Anyway, these guys

have never been
in trouble with the law.

They've got no juvenile records.

- Okay, you checked,
their contracts?

- All signed and notarized.
A lotta rules

for an eighth grader.

- I-I think I've got something.

So I've been taking
a look at the security footage

from the rink, look:

Here are players leaving
the locker room, right?

Most exit at the same time.

But this is the last kid
before...look: these two.

[tense music]

♪

Numbers 26 and 9.

And they're hauling ass, too.

It's ten seconds before our
victim, Jack, comes out.

- How can you tell that's him?
You can't make out his face.

- Look, look there at the--
the sleeve.

You see that? Number 14.
That's Jack's number.

- Who are these two kids
that came out before him?

- Number 9, William Harris.
Number 26, Timothy Brown.

The Bash Brothers.

- Okay. Bring them in.

This wasn't a couple of kids
playing grab-ass.

We need answers.

- So you're telling us
you didn't see anything.

- No. I was in my own world.

We lost. I don't talk to
nobody when we lose.

- He's not kidding.
Not even to me.

- Any of your teammates
give Jack grief?

- No.
- Okay, when you left

the locker room, was it on
the early or the later side?

- Early. I like to get out fast.
Especially when we lose.

- Okay.

How do you explain this?

- Um, what are we watching?

- That's your son
and his pal Timmy

leaving the locker room
after the game.

- They were the last ones
to leave before Jack.

No one else was around.
- Wait, but that isn't me.

- No? It's not you?

You're wearing the exact same
jacket as you're wearing now.

Same number.

- So what happened, man?

He caused you to lose the game,
so you decide

to hang back
and teach him a lesson?

- No, that's not true.

We stayed to make sure
he was okay.

- You didn't assault him?
If we get a warrant

for your hockey sticks,
we're not gonna find Jack's DNA?

- Okay, I don't know what
you're implying here.

But my son--
- It wasn't our idea!

We just held Jack down,

but he made us do it.

He went crazy, I've never seen
him like that before.

- Timmy, slow down.
- You have to believe me.

He's the one
who grabbed the stick.

- No, Timothy--
- He was like an animal.

- You keep saying "he."
Who is "he"?

[dark music]

♪

- Kyle Turner?
- Yeah.

- Who are they?
- Adam, take Mark upstairs

and call your father.

What is this about?
- We need to talk to your son

down at the precinct.
- And we're gonna

need his hockey sticks.

All of them.
- What? Why?

- Because he's under
investigation

for sexually assaulting
his teammate.

- Sexual assault?
My son?

That's not--
that doesn't sound right.

He'd never hurt Jack.
They're best friends.

- Well, we have two eyewitnesses

who say that they saw him do it.

They claim that it was your idea

and that you were
the main aggressor.

- No. That isn't possible.

And I don't want him answering
any more questions about this.

Not until my husband gets here.
- That's fine, that's fine.

We can wait, right?
- Sure.

- Your number's 99?

You gotta be
a big Gretzky fan, right?

- He's the greatest
there ever was.

- Yeah, he sure is.

You miss 100% of the shots
you don't take, right?

- Right?
- You really love hockey,

don't you, Kyle?
- It's the best sport there is.

- What if, um...

what if it all went away?

- What?

- Well, we read
your player contract.

The one that you signed.

It explicitly forbids
violence against other players.

- Which is exactly what
we're dealing with here.

- No, that's not fair.

- You can't kick him
off the Whitecaps.

- You're right.
We could do a lot worse.

Like...
like arrest him, for example.

- Please, I-I don't know
who told you what,

but--but it's not true.

- Well, then tell us
what is true, Kyle.

- Excuse me, I'm Jim Turner,
looking for my son Kyle Turner.

He is in here somewhere.

- Okay, one second, sir.

Detective, Mr. Turner's
here to see you.

- Yes, Mr. Turner.

I'm Detective Rollins.

- Where's Kyle?
- He's with your wife.

They're in the middle
of an interview.

- I don't think so.
I'm taking him home.

- Well, we, uh,
we're allowed to question him

with the consent of one parent,
which we have.

- Look, I decide
what happens with my son--me.

Now where is Kyle?

- Mr. Turner? Can I help you?

- I don't know what
my wife agreed to,

but Kyle is done talking.

I cannot risk him accidentally
saying something

that's gonna ruin his career.

He's got too much to lose.

- Oh, I agree with you.

But we have two witnesses
who say that they saw him

assaulting Jack.
- I don't care

if you have 200 witnesses.

You have the wrong kid.

I guess I need to
call a lawyer, don't I?

Waste everybody's
time and money.

Is this what
you're telling me?

- That's not necessary.

Uh, if you wait here,
I will let your wife

and your son know
that they're free to go.

- Wait, so we--we just--
we're turning this kid loose?

- The lab ran the hockey sticks.
They're all clean.

There's no blood,
there's no DNA.

So Kyle must have
gotten rid of the one he used

after he saw us
at the hospital.

- So we don't have enough
to hold him.

- No, but we have Jack.

You and Fin, go to the hospital
first thing in the morning

and get him to tell you
who attacked him.

- So Jack,
we talked to Timmy and Will

and they told us
what really happened.

- We just need to
hear it from you.

- I don't know what
you're talking about.

- Look man, I get it, okay?

These are your teammates,
your friends,

and you don't wanna
rat them out.

- But that's not what
you're gonna be doing,

because we already
know who did it.

He was at the precinct
hours ago

and he feels terrible
about what happened.

- You talked to Kyle?

- Kyle?

Kyle Turner?

You said you didn't see
who attacked you.

Oh, it can't be.

Timmy and Will, sure,
they're idiots.

But Jack and Kyle have known
each other since kindergarten.

They're inseparable.

- You guys are sure
it was him?

- Yeah, we're sure.

- But we do need
your son to confirm it.

- Forget about
the team, Jack, just...

go ahead and tell them.

- I've never seen him
like that before.

- Who?

- Kyle, okay?

Kyle.

It was like he was this
whole other person.

Timmy and Will grabbed me.

I couldn't move.

Couldn't fight back.

Suddenly, Kyle had the stick.

And he looked at me
all crazy and he--

And I just--

I don't know.

And then it was over.

- I-I don't understand.

He came to see you here
at the hospital, I--

- If you don't mind,
we need some time.

Alone.

- Sure.

- What's going to happen
to Kyle?

- We're gonna arrest him.

- Tell him that...

that I know he didn't mean it.

[somber music]

♪

[knocking]

- NYPD.

- Yeah?

- Adam, right?
We're looking for your parents.

- Yeah, they're not here.

It's, uh, it's just me and Mark.

- So Kyle's not here?

- My, uh, my dad called.

Kyle hurt his arm
during practice.

They're at the hospital.

- Okay, thank you.

- What is this?
What are you doing here?

- We have a warrant
for your son's arrest.

- You're joking, right?
- Jim, what's going on?

- I got this, Helen.
Kyle's still with the doctor.

I know it doesn't
matter to you,

but he might have
broken his wrist.

- How did that happen?

- Hockey practice.

You know, we got enough
going on right now

without you harassing us,
okay?

- You don't wanna talk to us,
that's your prerogative,

but we are gonna wait here
until your son is released.

And then we're going
to arrest him.

Excuse me, Doctor,

I'm Lieutenant Benson.
This is Detective Carisi.

We saw you in there
with Kyle Turner.

How is he?
- Spiral fracture.

He'll be okay.
Uh, was he assaulted?

- Uh, actually,
he's a person of interest

in a case
that we're investigating.

- I-I see.

- And you asked
if he was assaulted, why?

- His injury suggests someone
twisted his wrist, violently.

- Which is hard to do
playing hockey.

- Hard, not impossible.

- Can we take a look
at the kid's medical records?

- Not without a subpoena.
There are laws--

- We're SVU,
we know the laws.

- We also know that
as a mandatory reporter,

you're required to call us
if you have any suspicions, so--

Do you?

- I found a few other
spiral fractures on his x-ray.

It appears as if
they went untreated.

- So you're saying
that it is possible

that Kyle has been
physically abused.

[tense music]

♪

- Hey, Kyle.
How you doing?

- Your wrist must still
be hurting, but Kyle,

we need to take you down
to the police station.

- Because of
what happened to Jack?

- Mm-hmm.
- Yes.

- Do we have to go now?

Where's my dad?
I need to talk to him.

- Don't worry,
he's gonna come with us too.

Okay?
So how'd that happen?

- I got tripped up
at practice.

Landed on my wrist sorta funny.
- At practice?

Okay, so somebody else
can verify that?

- Well, it was only
me and my dad.

He--he didn't see it, though,
w-when I fell.

- Okay, well here's
the thing, Kyle:

we don't think
you're telling us the truth.

And the doctor's pretty sure
that's not the way it happened.

- And your medical records
show that...

that this isn't the first time

that you've been
injured this way.

- I-I don't know
what you mean.

- Kyle, has anybody
been getting physical with you?

At home? Grabbing at you?

- N-no!

I-I fell.
- Kyle, listen to me.

We wanna help you.

And there's a real chance
that you could go to prison

for what you did to Jack.

- But I thought only adults
could go to prison.

- Nope.
Sometimes kids go, too.

So you need to talk to us
and tell us

if somebody put you up to this

or if somebody threatened you.

You need to tell us that, okay?
- What the hell are you--

How many times
do I have to tell you

you do not have my permission--
- Hold on.

Look, we have more questions.

- Not without our consent.

- Actually, we don't need your
consent in this situation.

- What are you
talking about?

- We have evidence that
that your son has been abused.

Physically.

- [laughs] Abused?

That's ridiculous.

- I-I already told them
that I fell.

- So we have two choices.

I can arrest Kyle right here,
right now.

Or we can all go down
to the precinct

and talk this through.

- Your other sons, too.

- Fine.
Let's talk it through.

Get to the bottom of this.

'Cause we got nothing to hide.

- So, uh, why am I here?

- We just wanna know a little
bit more about your family.

- Yeah, like what?

- Let's start with Kyle.

You two tight?

- Yeah, sure.

You know, he gets on my nerves
sometimes, but you know,

he's my little brother.

That's his job.

- Would you ever
do anything to hurt him?

Beat him up?
Something like that?

- You serious?

No, no. We're best friends.

We look out for each other.
Always have.

Always will.

- Okay. How about Kyle
and your dad?

How do they get along?

- Kyle and Jim have
a great relationship.

He wants what's best
for Kyle.

- Does, uh, does he ever
get rough with Kyle?

- No.

That is not something
that goes on in our house.

- 'Cause, uh,
your son's medical records

tell a different story.

Mrs. Turner, I don't--

I-I don't think you understand.

Kyle has committed
a serious crime.

It's aggravated sexual assault.

He can be charged as an adult.

And if he's convicted,
he's gonna go away.

- But he's only a boy.

- Which is why we want to
give the prosecutor

some reason to help your son.

But you're gonna have to
help us out to do that.

- How?

- You gotta tell us
what's going on

between Kyle and his dad.

At least do it for Kyle's
little brother Mark.

- Listen...

What you did to Jack,

they're gonna lock you up
for that.

But if you can tell me
who really hurt your wrist--

- I can't!

- Listen, if you're afraid
of your dad,

we can keep you safe.

We can get you away from him.

- I love my dad.

He's just...

helping me
become a better player.

- Yeah, well...

It's not gonna matter
when you're in prison.

You understand?

- This is
just a misunderstanding.

That's all.

How do we make it go away?

- We don't. We can't.

But we might be able
to find a way

to make his punishment
less severe.

- How?

- You admit to abusing Kyle.

- Excuse me?

[scoffs]

Look, my parenting style
might be old-school,

but I'm never physical.

Kyle wants to be
a great player.

I know how to get him there.

Came close to
playing pro myself.

- How do you explain
the spiral fractures,

all those untreated injuries?

- He's a hockey player.

Sometimes he gets hurt.

But he plays through
the pain.

He doesn't complain
like most of his pansy friends.

That's just who he is.

- Well, we tried. I mean,

clearly, this family
is not gonna budge.

- So what do you wanna do?

- Kyle Turner,
you're under arrest

for aggravated sexual assault.
You have the right

to remain silent...
- Kyle, don't say anything.

I'll take care of this.
- Where are you taking him?

- To be processed.

- You people are unbelievable
with this PC crap.

They're kids.
They were just screwing around.

- Kyle will be arraigned
in family court

later this afternoon.

[somber music]

♪

- Hey.
- Hey. How'd arraignment go?

- Released
into his parents' custody.

I spoke to a lawyer
at Corporation Counsel.

She said she's getting
a lot of pressure from upstairs

to try Kyle as an adult.
- I thought we were

just using that as a ploy.
He's just a kid.

- There's been a lot more
hazing incidents lately,

and they wanna make
an example.

- I know he's our perp,
but...the kid's a victim too.

There's no doubt that father's
doing a number on him,

and the mother too.

- The mother?
- Yeah.

She just sits there,
watches it all happen,

stands by silently?
That's abuse.

- I get what you're saying,
but it's not that simple.

- Yeah, it is.

Somebody lays a hand
on Jesse,

I'm gonna have something
to say about it, I guarantee it.

- Hold on,
so this woman Helen,

you don't think
that she's a victim too?

You think her husband's
sending her roses every day?

- Oh, come on.
- Well, it's not just about

the physical abuse--
it's the shame of it.

- I know that!
And that's why bullies

keep getting away with
being bullies.

[phone vibrating]
- You're missing my point.

- I'm not.
I'm hearing what you're--

- Hey, Lieutenant.

All right,
I'll meet you down there.

I gotta go meet Liv
at the hospital,

talk to Jack
and his parents again.

All I'm saying
is that sometimes

it's not as easy as you think
to be a hero.

- Excuse me.

Hi, can you tell us where
Jack Wilson's been moved to?

He's not in his same room.

- Are you with
the Special Victims Unit?

- Yes.

- Didn't someone call you?

- Call us about what?

- Jack. He died
20 minutes ago.

- He had a fever.

Um, they said
all he needed was fluids,

some antibiotics.

We didn't think anything of it.

- Then his blood pressure
started dropping.

They rushed him
to intensive care, but...

They said it was an infection.

- We are so sorry for your loss.

- Someone needs to
pay for this.

- We'll be charging Kyle Turner
with manslaughter.

- Go ahead, charge Kyle.

But it's his sick
son of a bitch father

you should really be after.

- How do you mean?

- Jim got into Kyle's head,
turned him into a bully.

I've seen what he did
to the older one, too.

Who knows how long Mark has
before that lunatic

starts in on him?

- You've witnessed abuse?

- He's always berating,
pushing, grabbing.

- Have you ever seen him
hit Kyle?

- I didn't have to. With guys
like him, you can tell.

I didn't think it was
my business,

but all that pressure
and rage--

it was only a matter of time.

If you ask me, his father is
just as responsible as Kyle is

for my son's death.
[both sobbing]

- Jack's parents
were right.

Jim Turner
looks good for this.

- What do you mean?
You found something?

- Maybe. We canvassed
the other parents on the team.

We found this cell phone video
taken right after the game.

- It looks like Kyle's father
is giving him an order--

give Jack a beatdown or else.

- Where did this come from?
- The goalie's mom.

She was waiting for
her older son's game to begin.

She caught this
accidentally.

Kyle comes out of
the locker room.

He's in his street clothes.

He talks to his dad,
gets an earful.

[muffled audio]

- We've got TARU,
our tech experts,

retrieving the audio
from this video.

Pretty soon, we're gonna
know exactly

what your dad said to you.

- If he told you to hurt Jack--
- He didn't.

- You're sure about that?
- Yes.

- Listen, Kyle,
Jack is dead.

And somebody's gotta be held
responsible for that.

- He answered the question,
Detective.

- Just tell them the truth,
for God's sake!

- Adam, stop!

- Mom!
[stammers] I mean--

- Kyle will be fine.
Everything is going to be okay.

- Mrs. Turner, everything
will not be okay.

That ship sailed once
Jack stopped breathing.

If you wanna help your son,

have him tell the truth.

- And blame my husband?

His father?

Do you know what
you're asking him to do?

- Dad.
- What is this?

What now?

- He--he didn't tell me
to do anything.

- [quietly]
Okay.

If you say so.

The prosecutor will
be charging Kyle

with sexual assault
and manslaughter.

As an adult.

[somber music]

♪

- On the additional charge
of manslaughter

in the first degree,
how does the defendant plead?

- Not guilty, Your Honor.

- People on remand?
- We see no reason why

the defendant
shouldn't be released

back into his parents' custody,
pending trial.

- Are the defendant's parents
present?

- We are.

- You are willing to take
custody of your son,

to see that he follows a curfew,

ensure that he shows up
for trial?

- Absolutely, Your Honor.

- If that's the case,

then I will release him
into your custody.

But any infractions,
and he will be remanded.

Next case.

- Adam!
- This is crap.

My brother's going to jail.

Right?
Look, why aren't you guys

trying to help him?

- With Jack dead,

the only thing that's gonna
move the needle on this

is Kyle testifying that your
father told him to assault Jack.

- Listen, he won't do it.

Okay? My--my dad has just
got him all twisted up.

- Then help us.
Help us change his mind.

[phone rings]

- Carisi, SVU.

All right, Mrs. Turner,
just calm down.

All right,
we'll be right over.

Rollins, we gotta go.
- What's going on?

- Jim Turner just beat
the hell out of Adam.

- I'll call
the local precinct.

[police radio chatter]

- [pained groaning]
- Adam.

Adam, we're getting you
some help, okay?

- What happened?
- Adam just kept

pushing Jim's buttons.

I couldn't stop it.
- Where's your husband

right now?
- He ran out of here.

I don't know.
- Where's Mark?

- He's not here.
I sent him to my mom's.

- Listen--no, no, no,
listen, Adam,

don't move, we're getting you
an ambulance.

All right, baby?
Stay right there.

- You needed a way
to get Kyle to talk.

This is it.

I got it on video.

[dark music]

♪

Don't protect him anymore.

He doesn't deserve it.

- You're letting Kyle
go to jail for this!

And you told him to do it.

Didn't you?
- Kyle will be fine.

- Oh, no--
How is he going to be fine?

- Just stay the hell
out of it!

[overlapping shouting]
Stay out of it!

- You know what
the worst part is?

He believes that your BS
is actually helping him.

And now what, you're just
gonna let him go down for it?

- Keep talking--
- No, I'm not afraid of you!

You're a loser!
- [muttering]

- And a coward!

- What did you call me?

[grunting, thudding]

Yeah? Who's a coward now?

- [screaming]
Stop it!

Stop i--
[click]

- Well, this should
make Kyle flip.

- Kyle's confused.
Jim has this...

hold over him.

- Well, Helen,
for God's sakes,

don't you get it?

Your son
is gonna go away.

- If I tell Kyle to testify,
Jim goes to jail.

- But he is abusing your sons.
He broke Kyle's wrist.

He beat the hell
out of Adam.

- He didn't mean to.
He loves them...

and they love him.

He's a good man.

He just--
- He just what,

has a bad temper,
he gets impatient?

That's a cop-out, Helen.

- Every day,
for the past five years,

I wake up and say,

"I'm going to take the boys
and leave."

But then he...

he does something that makes me
see the other side.

He mows my mother's lawn

or pays for her arthritis
medication.

Or tells me that he...

he loves me.

And I say to myself,

"This is a good man."

But then...
- He changes.

He gets abusive.

Because that's part of
who he is too.

- You're right.
It is.

It's just so hard
to accept the fact

that you...

that this is the man you picked
to spend your life with.

To have children with.

So you keep trying
to fix things.

- Even though
it's not fixable.

Listen...

Kyle's a boy.

You can fix him.

Okay? But first of all,
you've gotta convince him

to testify, to go on record
and say that his dad

forced him to assault Jack
with that hockey stick.

- Adam was right.

My dad...

he told me to do it.

- He told you
to assault Jack.

- Yeah.

He wanted Jack to know that
he couldn't screw up anymore.

- Your dad told you
to use the hockey stick?

- He says that's the way
you're supposed to do it.

I don't even remember
what happened.

I-I really didn't
want to hurt Jack.

He was--he was my friend.

- Okay.

So you're ready to say
in court

that your dad told you to
assault Jack.

- He's still my dad.

I-I don't want him
to get in trouble.

- You know something, Kyle?
When I first saw Jack

laid up in that hospital,

I was pretty upset.

I was angry at who did it.

Because right away,
Jack reminded me of...

of me.

You see, I was the scrawny kid,
way back when.

Guys in the neighborhood,

they used to
pick on me every day.

The worst was this--
[sighs]

this kid, Bobby Bianchi.

One day when we were at school,

he grabbed me
by the hair and he...

he shoved my face through
a plate glass window.

- Must have hurt.

- I was bleeding,
I was all cut up.

The principal asked
what happened.

Now I could have put
an end to it.

Right there, all I had to do
was say Bobby's name.

But I didn't.

Because I didn't want Bobby
to get into trouble.

- He got away with it?
- That's right.

Nobody ever knew what
happened.

You know where Bobby
is now?

He's in Sing Sing

for stabbing
some poor sap to death

during a bar fight.

And I always think, what if
I would have said something?

What if I just would have
said something?

Maybe...

that guy would still be
alive.

I missed my shot, Kyle.

Not a day goes by
that I don't regret it.

But this is your shot.

Right now.

- And if not for you, Kyle,

do it for your little brother.

Because what happens
when he gets older,

and you're not around
to look after him?

Hmm?

You ever think about that?

Look, if you're willing
to talk to the judge,

we can get this case
sent back to Family Court,

and you will get
a reduced charge.

Which means do less time.

- Okay.

I'll do it.

- Okay, good.

And Kyle, we'll also need
your help finding your father.

[somber music]

♪

- Nice story, man.

Didn't know you're so quick
on your feet.

- You gotta do
what you gotta do, right?

- That's right.
- You didn't make that up,

though, did you?

That really happened to you,
didn't it?

- So?

What's got you so worried
that I needed

to come all the way out here?

- Everything's screwed up.

You told me
to do that to Jack.

You said it was gonna help him.

Help the team.
- Yeah, I know I said that.

And guess what? Not everything
always goes according to plan.

Do you think I wanted
any of this?

We just gotta roll with it,
that's all.

- They're gonna send me away.
- Hey, cut it out now.

Don't talk like that, all right?
Listen, you're gonna be fine.

Stud athletes like you
don't go to jail.

- The police said--
- Never mind them.

All right?
You keep your head up,

you keep your mouth shut

and you let the lawyer
do the rest.

Now you gotta stay focused,
all right?

You gotta think about
all the good things to come.

Everything
that's coming your way.

A few more years of this.
Then what?

College puck.

And then you're gonna go pro.

And then, hey, when Mark
gets a little bit older,

can you imagine?

We teach him.
You and me.

We toughen him up, we train him,
we whip him into shape.

Then the Turner boys
are the face of the league.

We can have our own dynasty!
- That's not gonna happen.

- Mr. Turner.
- We've been looking

everywhere for you.

- There's nowhere to go.
- It's best if you

come with us quietly.

[tense music]

♪

- Did you set me up?
Are you wearing a wire?

- Hey! You're under arrest.
- Everything I did,

I did it for you.
You know that, right?

Listen to me, listen to me.
Look at what you have.

- Hey, come on.
- Look at what

you've accomplished!

Huh? How did you
get there, huh?

Who taught you how
to work for it?

Kyle! Don't let them
do this to me!

- I'm sorry, Dad.
[shouting fades]

I let you down.

♪

- Come on, let's go.

- A few years in juvie

is a lot better
than ten in state prison.

- Small victories,
I guess.

- And Liv...we got that
father out of the house.

- 13 years too late.