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In the criminal
justice system,

the people are represented
by two separate
yet equally important groups,

the police
who investigate crime

and the district attorneys
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

I served 18 years
with a clean conduct record.

The last six,
I worked in
the heating plant

without any
supervision whatsoever.

I got my GED and I finished
two years of college by
correspondence.

That's very good.

What we'd like to know,
Mr. Darnell, is if
you're released today,

how can we trust
you won't get
in trouble again?

I'm not the same man
I was 18 years ago.

I've had therapy.
I've got discipline.
I understand myself.

I'm responsible
for my actions.

What does
that mean to you,
to act responsibly?

If you grant me parole,
I plan to work hard

and support my daughter
and my grandchildren.

I plan to make restitution
to the people I hurt.

Nobody owes me a second
chance. I'm not saying
I deserve one.

But I'm giving it
to you straight here,

I know in my own mind,
I will never harm
anybody again.

Thank you,
Mr. Darnell.
Mr. McCoy?

Thank you.

I don't think
Mr. Darnell's
changed at all.

I think he's just as
dangerous as he was
when I prosecuted him.

He was found guilty
of six vicious rapes.

He was a suspect
in seven others.

He raped young women,
mostly teenagers,
at knife point,

in broad daylight,
in their own bedrooms.

He wrapped a pillowcase
around their faces,

to terrorize them and
heighten his pleasure.

I have here
letters from
those women.

They don't want
his restitution.

They don't want
anything from him.

All they ask is that
we keep him behind bars
for the next 12 years,

to serve out
the rest of
his sentence.

This is the third time
he's applied for release,

the third time
I've come here
to oppose it.

I ask you now to
again deny him parole.

Let him pay his debt
to society in full.

Thank you, Mr. McCoy.

Mr. Darnell,
we have taken into account
your psychiatric evaluation,

your conduct report,
and Warden Davies'
recommendation.

Though we are mindful
of Mr. McCoy's concerns,

we hereby grant your
request for early release.

The mother, Mrs. Perez,
found her in bed when
she got home from work.

She thought
she was sleeping.

At 3:00 in
the afternoon?

The girl had the flu.
She was staying home
from school.

You check the
doors and windows?

No sign
of forced entry.

But Mrs. Perez
says the front door

was locked
with the latch.

And the building?

Well, the door to the roof
is padlocked from the inside.

The only way in is
through the main door,

and the super swears
it's always locked.

Now, the canvass
turned up a friend
who saw her around noon.

She was going to
the basement to do laundry.
That's it right there.

Is this
how Mom found her?

She was on her side,
facing the wall.

Any injuries?

There's a bruise on
her right hand, a
small nick on her neck.

For all I know,
she stroked out
or had an aneurysm.

Well, what are
we doing here?

Ask the mother.

She says the girl
must've been raped,

because she never
sleeps naked.

And you say?

Yesterday, I found
out my 12-year-old
is a vegetarian.

I think this girl
just outgrew her
Dr. Denton's.

Except it's February
and she had the flu.

I didn't see
anything forcible.

Do ripped panties count?

You told the officer
that the front door

was locked when
you got home?

Yes. Just with
the handle, though.

Well, it locks by
itself when you
close the door?

Yes.

Did Teresa have
a boyfriend?

She didn't have time.
She was too busy
with school.

Isn't it possible
that she could've
found the time?

I wouldn't let her.

When I was her age,
I was pregnant with
Teresa.

I didn't want
that for her.

Oh, God,
my baby's dead!

My beautiful baby.

I met her coming
down the stairs,

I thought she was
gonna pass out.

She was sweating
and coughing.

I helped her carry
her wash down to
the basement.

What time was this?
I don't know.

It was just before
I went to the store

with my mom,
maybe around 11:30.

Mmm-hmm.

Did Teresa say
she was expecting
company later?

Her boyfriend, maybe?

No, she wasn't
expecting anybody.

But she did have
a boyfriend, right?

She didn't want
her mother to know.

It's Raymond Cartena.
He lives in the building
next door.

Was she...
Was she having
sex with him?

No. Teresa said they
talked about doing it.

He wanted to,
but she was scared.

I called her this
morning to see if she
was feeling better.

We were trying to
make arrangements
to get with each other.

And do what,
go to the ballet?

The movies, you know?
I mean, something
like that.

That's funny,
because

we heard you had
something else
in mind for her.

What's that
supposed to mean?

She was found naked
in her bed. Did you
do that, Raymond?

No!

Come on, Raymond,
we're all fellows here.
We know how it is.

You're popping wood
and she's giving you
the red light, right?

I did not do that.

No way.
Where were you today?

On West 83,
making a shower pan.

I'm gonna need that
contractor's number,
all right?

You're sure about
the times? Okay,
thank you very much.

Well, he got there
at 10:00 a.m.,
left just after 3:00.

Had lunch on the premises.

Well, he'll be relieved
to hear he didn't do it.

Plan B, it was
an inside job.

The super said
Teresa's building

was locked
tighter than
Fort Knox.

Yeah, unlike this place.
The lock's busted.
Anybody can get in.

Question is,
can you get from
this building to hers?

If any of that
garbage from next door

got into my building,
I want to kill him.

What's in there?

People used to keep
their strollers in there,
but we don't use it anymore.

It's locked.

Hey, Lennie.
What's that?

Could be a conduit.

The city used to have
pipes running between
the buildings.

It isn't nailed,
just jammed in.

Well?

The boiler room
next door.

The bruise on
her wrist might be
a restraint wound.

What about the cut
on her throat?

I've done worse
shaving my legs.

It's probably
a small knife
or scissors.

You want to take
a flyer on how
she died?

Suffocation, possibly.

There was petechial spotting
on the outer lining of her
heart and lungs.

That and a confession
gets you cause of death.

We assumed there's
a sexual angle.

No, I checked all
three ports of entry.

No fluids, but the
cervix was bruised.

Same timeframe
as her death?

I'd say during.
That's the whole
point, isn't it?

Raping her while
she's in the throes
of death?

It's not the same MO.

A young woman
raped in her own bed

in the middle of
the day at knifepoint.

There's no evidence
Darnell ever tried to
kill any of his victims.

Maybe 18 years in
prison taught him not to
leave any witnesses.

And to leave his
pillowcase at home?
Wasn't that his fetish?

He found a new one. Death.

I want him investigated.

In the six weeks
he's been out,

he's made all his meetings
with his parole officer
every morning at 8:00.

He cuts sheet metal
in the village from
9:00 to 6:00.

His PO says
he's got a perfect
attendance record.

He lives on West 50th
with his daughter
and her two kids.

His PO checks in
with him every night
at 7:00.

Have you talked
to his boss yet?
Not yet.

We're still checking on
a few other mutts in
the victim's neighborhood.

McCoy thinks
Darnell's a hot lead.

Yeah, well, maybe
the victim profile's
on the money,

but from what I know,

these deviants find
something that gets them
off, like a pillowcase,

they usually
stick with it.

Besides, the perp would
have to know that building
to get in,

and Darnell
grew up in Ohio,

and there's no record of
him ever having lived in
that building as an adult.

Except that 20 years ago,
he committed two rapes
within five blocks of there.

I guess we're
talking to his
boss, huh?

I've got five parolees
working for me, including
my fiancee.

The blonde file clerk?

Yeah.
Twelve months in Bedford
for passing bad checks.

The heart wants
what it wants.

Yeah, I guess
if you're gonna
get cleaned out,

it might as well
be by a pro, huh?

So, is Lewis Darnell
invited to the wedding?

He's here six weeks.
Not a big social mixer,

but he's polite,
he's helpful.

So he can be an usher.

Was he here all
day on Wednesday?
Uh-huh.

Except for lunch.

The guys usually go
down the street to
Feldman's Delicatessen.

What time was that?

We knock off
12:00 to 1:00.

But Wednesday, Darnell
said he had to run
an errand for his daughter.

Came back about
20 minutes late.

Oh, that poor girl!
It's so dangerous here.

Look at my locks.
You think they're
any good?

Yeah, they're fine. Please,
ma'am, if you could just
look at these pictures.

I've got a chain, too.

Maybe I should get a dog.
What do you think?

I think you should tell me
if you saw any of
these men on Wednesday.

No, I've never
seen them.

How about for windows?
What do you recommend?

Moving.
Look at each picture.

No, I didn't see them.

Did one of them
kill Teresa Perez?

We don't know.

She was nice.
I saw her that day
in the basement.

She was folding
her laundry.

She was sick, but
she helped me put my
clothes in the dryer.

It's so sad.

Yeah, it is.
Okay, thanks.

Wrong MO, no
eyewitness, and no
murder weapon.

This gets better
all the time.

The laundry in the
girl's room, did it
look folded to you?

What, the stuff in
the garbage bag? No.

There's nothing remarkable
about the laundry itself.

But I can tell you
what brand of fabric
softener they use.

Pass.
We're thinking
the perp

might've handled
the garbage bag.

Latent found only
the victim's prints on it.

But I noticed what
looked like the imprint
of an ear in the plastic.

I side-lit the bag to
highlight any indentations
and took a photo.

Want to dim the lights?

Here's what showed up.

I compared this image
to the autopsy photo
of your victim.

They match.

Her face made
an impression
on the bag

while she was
being suffocated.

Looks like Darnell
found a bigger thrill
than pillowcases.

It still doesn't
prove anything.

Unless we can put
him in her building,
we're nowhere.

What about his alibi?

Well, the guy at
the deli remembers him
getting a sandwich to go.

Leaves him just over
an hour unaccounted for.

Enough time to get
to the Perez place
and back.

Depends what his daughter
says about this so-called
errand he did for her.

Let me know.

Dad picked up
some clippers I brought
in to get fixed.

There's a repair
shop near his work.

Can't be that close.

His supervisor says
he was 20 minutes
late getting back.

So maybe he
had to wait.

Clipper repair,
that's a tax-deductible
expense, right?

Yeah.
So you have the receipt?

Is there some problem
with his parole 'cause
he was late?

Oh, we don't get
out of bed for
parole violations.

See, Wednesday,
a young girl was raped

and murdered on
the Lower East Side.

And naturally you
thought of my father.
He's not a murderer.

He happens to be
a convicted rapist.

Those are all lies.

If you could see
him with my kids,
you would realize

that he's not
that kind of man.

Miss, you want to
look for the receipt?

Cute photos. Who's this?

That's my father,
when he was seven,
with my grandma.

He reminds me
of my little boy.

Lennie, the statue
in the background.

Looks like Union Square.

Was this taken
in New York?
I don't know.

Here it is. Right there.
The date, it's Wednesday.

There's no time stamped
on it. He could've gone
there after work.

My father doesn't
get off work till 6:00.

The repair shop
closes at 5:00,
all right?

Now, I've got
customers waiting,
okay? Do you mind?

Go to prison and win your
daughter's undying love.
If only I'd known.

So what do you
make of that picture?

Darnell's file has
him growing up in Ohio.

He's got a juvie
record there.

Well, where was he
before he got a record?

Lewis Darnell,
the lost years.

Darnell's mother
was a war widow.

She wasn't in any of
the old city directories,

but Uncle Sam sent
her GI survivor benefits
until she remarried in 1953

and moved to Ohio.

Until then, she shared
an apartment with her sister.

In the building
next to Teresa Perez.

What does Judge Richler
say about a search
warrant for Darnell?

He turned us down.
Darnell's connection
to the building

wasn't compelling enough
to support probable cause.

He wants to know
how many other rapists

lived in the building
in the last 50 years.

Can't Darnell's
parole officer
order a search?

We can always ask.
Get on it.

And I want him examined
for scratches and
bite marks.

If we're lucky,
the girl put
up a fight.

Do I look like
Sandra Day O'Connor?

A judge already dinged
the search warrant.
I can't overrule that.

Maybe, if you'd
have come to me first.

Hey, isn't busting
your parolees' chops
part of your job?

Unfortunately,
only for cause.

The judge said
there isn't any.

Should've talked
to me first.

See, I told you, Lennie.
It was a mistake
listening to Ross.

Who's that?

Ah, she's an A.D.A.,
doesn't know her
ass from her elbow.

She's the one who
had the bright idea
to take it to a judge.

Yeah. I tried to tell her
there was a better way,

but you know how
these pushy career women are.

Yep. I work for one.
Look, I'd really
like to help you guys.

You know, I just
thought of something.

Can you pull Darnell
in for a physical exam?

Sure, if I suspect drug
use. Should I suspect
drug use?

Absolutely.

I don't need
you to agree, Lewis.

Drug use is
a violation of
your parole.

You are required
to submit to
an examination.

Fine. I'll pee in a cup
and I'll get out of here.

After the doctor
checks you for
needle marks.

If you refuse,
I'll violate you
right back to prison.

He says the word,
you're on the next
bus to Sing Sing.

He had some minor
cuts on his hands
and forearms,

but that's normal for
someone who works
with sheet metal.

Other than that,
there were no scratches,
nail gouges or bite marks.

Bruises?
Nothing consistent
with a struggle.

But this bird has
some peculiar habits.
Like what?

Mr. Darnell has
no body hair.

He told me he shaves it
for personal hygiene.

Said it was a habit
he picked up in prison.

Explains why we didn't
find any of his hair
on the girl.

Hey, if rape was my business,
I'd shave before going
to work, too.

Sounds like Mr. Darnell
just gave you cause to
search his premises.

Here you go, pal.
Go see Mommy.
Thank you.

Come here, Jared.
Come here, sweetie.

Tami, can you take
them over to your place
for a second?

Sure. Let's go, kids.
We can watch cartoons
at my place, okay?

You've got no
right to do this.

Take it up with him.

Uh, Detective. I found
these in a cupboard
under the sink.

A few pair missing.

What? I use those
to color hair!

What's the hair salon
for, coffee klatches?
Bag it.

Hey, Lennie, in here.
No trophies from
the Perez girl,

but I found his
stroke material.
Check out the titles.

"Of Female Bondage,"
"Get On the Bitch,"
"Erase Her."

Yeah, and in case his
VCR is on the fritz,
he's got magazines.

Page after page
of rape scenes.

So much for 18
years of therapy.

What can I say?
Some people like vanilla,
I like rocky road.

Yeah. I look at
pictures of ice cream,
I get hungry.

Do these make
you hungry, Lewis?

I learned in therapy
to control my urges.

This material helps me
relieve the pressure

so it won't
preoccupy my
thoughts.

What you learned is
a fancy way to blow
smoke up our ass, Lewis.

I have myself under
control. I see a state
shrink every week.

Yeah? You tell him how
you did that Kojak number
on your privates?

That's about hygiene.

It's about two body
hairs found in
Deborah Rourke's bed.

That's what got you
convicted the first time.

So you didn't want
to make that mistake
again.

That's a long time ago.
I want to talk about today.

I'm not under arrest,
but here I am.

You're detaining
me illegally.

You're being detained
at the request of
your parole officer.

This is one hell
of a system.

Well, it wasn't designed
for your enjoyment, Lewis.

You ever wear
disposable gloves?
No.

You sure? 'Cause
your prints were found

on a box of gloves
in your kitchen.

Perhaps I had to move it.

What about your
silver penknife,
where's that?

I never had
a penknife.

Somebody saw you
with it at work.

It's not in your locker,
it's not at home.

I never owned one.
Anything else?
Yeah.

Teresa Perez.
Who?

You'd know her better
as the girl you
raped and murdered

last Wednesday on
your lunch break.

I did no such thing.
I was running errands.

We know. You got
a sandwich and you
picked up the clippers.

What'd you do with
the rest of the time?

I walked and I ate.

Write down where you went.

I don't remember.

Ever been to 122A
East 11th Street?

Doesn't ring a bell.

Are you sure?
It's next door to
where Ms. Perez lived.

No, sorry.

You never went
down to the basement?

No.

Not even when
you were seven?

I don't have a clear
memory of my childhood.

So you don't remember
climbing through
a hole in that basement?

No.
But you do remember
that basement, right?

I don't want
to talk anymore.

It's not up for a vote.

If you had anything
on me, I'd be under
arrest right now.

I don't care if
you violate me,
I'm going home.

Sit down.
Detective.

Now arrest him!

Hey, hump, you're in.
You just violated
your parole.

You have the
right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and
will be used against you
in a court of law.

I can stall a hearing
on his parole violation
for 90 days, but that's it.

What are his
chances at
the hearing?

Well, he was late for work
and he walked out of
a police interview.

In the world of parolees,
gets him the good
citizen's award.

Mr. Munro, I'd like to
know we're on the same
page here.

The object is to
keep him behind bars

until we can make
a murder case
against him.

I'll talk to
the hearing officer,

I'll show him your
file on the Perez girl,

but I can't
promise anything.

Sounds like Darnell
can start planning his
welcome home party.

It's three months he
won't be on the hunt.

Mr. McCoy?
This just came
by messenger.

Darnell filed a writ
of habeas corpus.

Mr. Darnell's parole
officer signed off
on his arrest.

With a 400-pound
gorilla named Jack McCoy
breathing down his neck.

Your Honor, these
Mickey Mouse violations

are a pretext to
keep my client in prison

while Mr. McCoy
investigates a crime

totally unrelated
to his parole.

What crime is that?

A brutal rape and murder
committed with Mr. Darnell's
signature on it.

It must've been in
disappearing ink.

There's no evidence
he was involved.

That's immaterial.

His parole conditions
require him to cooperate
with the authorities.

He consented
to a physical exam.

He consented to
an interrogation.

He tried to leave.
After two hours
of questioning.

It does seem
unreasonable,
Mr. McCoy.

Your Honor,
that's for a parole
hearing to determine.

With all due respect,
he doesn't have a remedy
in this court.

He does, Your Honor,
if the detention
is illegal.

I agree. Mr. McCoy,
I don't see a significant
parole violation here.

I'm ordering
Mr. Darnell's release.

Isn't it heartening?

Even the rights
of a disturbed serial
rapist are protected.

How disturbed is he?

There is a procedure for
committing dangerous people
against their will.

Maybe we've just
been in the wrong
court.

I've read the mental
hygiene law, Your Honor.

There's no way my client
qualifies for commitment.

He's a diagnosed serial
rapist. He's a danger
to others.

You don't even have standing
to make this application.

Mr. Darnell's
state-appointed
therapist does.

Your Honor, he's trying
to use a civil statute

to impose criminal
sanctions on my client.

It's outrageous.
I'm within the
letter of the law.

No. Maybe within
the spirit, Mr. McCoy.

Now, I'll hear arguments
Thursday morning.

Mr. Darnell is
scheduled for release
from Rikers this afternoon.

I want him held
for observation
until the hearing.

That's fine with me.
Have the papers on
my desk after lunch.

I don't see
a problem, Elizabeth.

His own therapist has
agreed to support the
application.

A therapist with 300
court-ordered clients.

I doubt he could
even pick Darnell
out of a lineup,

and I doubt it ever occurred
to him to have him committed
until you brought it up.

Darnell rapes and kills.
Isn't that a sign
something's wrong with him?

Like it or not,
his abnormality

is not a recognized
mental illness.

If you want to commit him,
petition the American
Psychiatric Association,

not a judge.
We're not reinventing
the wheel here.

Six states have laws
to commit sexual predators.

And they're all
being appealed to
the Supreme Court.

Until the nine Supremes
rule otherwise, I'm
having Darnell locked up.

The same way the Soviets
filled the gulag.

It's using psychiatry
to punish people.

Hey!
It's legally brilliant.

Bound to be a hit
with the public.

And you've no
business doing it.

You're an assistant
district attorney.

You work in criminal term.
If you can't beat them
there, that's it.

That's the end of the story.

You don't get
psychiatrists to front
for you in civil term.

I'm leaning on the police,
but it could be months

before we have enough
evidence for a murder
conviction.

Where do you
want him until then?

I'm on the side
of the angels here.

If I can stretch
the mental hygiene law,

it's worth doing to
keep him off the street!
Hopefully for good.

After examining
his file,

I'd say Mr. Darnell
has a sexual deviation
known as preferential rape.

He'd rather rape
than have a normal
sexual encounter.

He finds the force
and fear of rape
sexually exciting.

What provokes him?

Any number of stress
factors. Work, family,

even waiting in line
at the grocery store.

The pressure builds
until he feels
a compulsion to rape.

After he does,
what happens?

The pressures start to
build again and the
cycle repeats itself.

Is his abnormality
treatable?

Drugs can decrease
his sex drive.

His arousal can
be reconditioned.

But left untreated,
do you agree with
Mr. Darnell's therapist

that he'll continue to rape?

Yes. I have no doubt.

Thank you.

Dr. Olivet,
what's the characteristic
of my client's abnormality?

He commits sex crimes.

So he's abnormal
because he commits
crimes.

Can't the same be said
of a thief or a mugger?

I don't know of
any reported case
of compulsive mugging.

The treatments
you mentioned,

are they effective
in controlling my
client's abnormality?

Yes, to varying degrees.

In other words,
there's no meaningful,

long-lasting treatment
for serial rapists, is there?

No. There's no cure,

and there's no guarantee
that he won't re-offend.

Thank you.

Before
they got divorced,

my mom would take me
to visit him every month,

and then later,
when I was older,

I would go out by
myself on the train
every other week.

I waited 18 years to
get my father back. Now,
he served his sentence,

and I don't think
they should just be able

to take him away again
for doing absolutely
nothing.

Would you
describe your father as
loving and supportive?

Yes. Yeah. He always
told me to stay in school
and to get good grades,

and after my divorce
he encouraged me to
start my own business,

and you should see
him with my kids.

He plays with them
and he reads stories
to them.

Do you feel they're
safe with him?Yes.

Yeah, of course.
Look, my father is
a very gentle man.

Thank you.

Ms. Darnell,
did you know that
this "gentle man"

kept violent,
sexually-explicit
magazines in his room?

Those aren't real,
Mr. McCoy. Those
women are models.

It's fantasies.
You can't lock people
up for their fantasies.

I want you to
look at these photos.

Those wounds aren't
fantasies. Those
women aren't models.

Those are your
father's victims.

Objection.

Goes to
credibility, Your Honor.
I'll allow it. Go on.

My father
didn't do this.

He told his prison
therapist that he
raped them.

He admitted his guilt
to the parole board.

Because he had to,
or they would have
never let him out.

Did he tell you
that he lied?

No. He didn't
have to tell me.

I just know he
never raped anybody.

Then how do you
account for the evidence
used to convict him?

I have read
where people get
convicted of rape,

and then years later
they're found innocent.

Experts make mistakes,
Mr. McCoy. Witnesses lie.

Yes, Ms. Darnell,
and they can be deceived.

The whole time in prison.
I conducted myself in
a responsible way.

That's why I was
recommended for
early parole.

While you were in prison,

were you ever
hospitalized for
psychiatric reasons?

No, sir.
Did you receive
any kind of counseling?

I volunteered
for group therapy.

To change my
attitudes toward women

and to learn how
to express emotions
in constructive ways.

Did you achieve
those goals?
Yes.

Your Honor, I spent
18 years in prison

because Mr. McCoy said
I had a debt to pay
to society.

Well, I paid that debt.
I shouldn't have to
pay it again.

No more questions.

Mr. Darnell,
when was the last time

you had consensual
sex with a woman?

I don't know.
Oh, come on.

You were released
from prison more
than two months ago.

By your own admission,
you're now a healthy,
normal male.

The opportunity
must've presented
itself.

Yes, I had sex.

Really? Who with?

I don't know her name.

Did she help
you act out your
rape fantasies?

No, sir.
Did she charge extra
for the pillow case?

Objection.
Withdrawn.

Mr. Darnell, the truth
is, you haven't changed
at all, have you?

No, I have changed.
How?

You still have
fantasies about
rape, don't you?

That's just in my head.
So,

you think about
it constantly?
No, sir.

But you still have
the urge to rape.

I am not interested
in raping anyone!

In prison, I learned
to control myself.

In prison, there were
no women available,
were there?

I'm controlling
myself out here, too.

By sheer
force of will?
Yes.

That works for you,

despite all the medical
evidence to the contrary?

Yes.

Even though you
still are turned on
by depictions of rape?

Yes.
Despite your
history of 13 rapes?

Despite being
investigated
for the rape

and murder of Teresa
Perez two weeks ago?

I had nothing
to do with that.

You're saying that
you can control yourself
for the rest of your life?

That's what I'm saying.
You're lying.

Objection.

You lied to the parole
board, you lied to your
prison psychiatrist,

you even lied to
your own daughter.

Sustained, Mr. McCoy.

You want me locked up
because of something
I might do.

You can't do that!
It isn't right!

You roaming the streets
isn't right, Mr. Darnell.

Mr. McCoy!

Withdrawn. I'm through
with this witness.

Even if we grant
that Mr. Darnell
is a serial rapist

and suffers from
a compulsion to rape,

Mr. McCoy still has no
right to lock him up.

I don't understand,
Mr. Granick.

Mr. McCoy has
a medical justification,

and he can prove
a continuing threat.

Isn't that what
the mental hygiene
law envisions?

The statute mandates
commitment for the
purpose of treatment

with the expectation
of eventual release.

The people's own
witnesses concede

there is no cure
for serial rapists.

Mr. McCoy is seeking
indefinite confinement
for my client.

That's a gross violation
of the Eighth Amendment
prohibition

against cruel and
unusual punishment.

If he's dangerous
and incurable,

all the more reason
to commit him.

Commit him because
he can't be cured.

He can't be cured,
so don't commit him.

This is a catch-22,
gentlemen.

It's Mr. McCoy
looking for a second bite
at the confinement apple.

Mr. Darnell has already
served his time in prison.

Your Honor,
the mental hygiene
law can be applied

as broadly or as
narrowly as you see fit.

We have a chance here
to take a serial rapist
off the street,

to offer him some
measure of treatment,
and to protect society.

Your Honor, if you
grant this application,

it will not stop
at serial rapists.

Anybody that
they can't convict
in criminal court,

they'll ship off
to Bellevue.

There's no slippery
slope here, Your Honor.
This is sui generis.

Mr. Darnell
is an exceptional
and egregious case.

JUDGE McLELLAN:
Thank you, Counselors.

I'll certainly
consider your
arguments

and render a decision
when we reconvene.

Court will recess
until 3:00 this
afternoon.

JUDGE McLELLAN: The Supreme
Court is presently considering
in Kansas v. Hendricks

the very issues
that you raised.

I'm loathe to precede
Mr. Rehnquist and
his brethren

into uncharted territory.

Mr. McCoy,
what you propose
is very tempting,

but I suspect
very perilous.

I'm going to deny
your application.

Mr. Darnell is
ordered released
forthwith.

No! No! No!

We conducted
nearly 300 interviews,

we showed his photo
to everyone in the
girl's neighborhood,

we canvassed subway
stations, bus stops,
cab companies.

The man blends in
like warm butter.

I want follow-up
interviews. And keep
showing his photo.

That's the plan.

Forensics compared
every kind of fiber from
Darnell's work and home,

from clothing to carpeting,
to what was found
at the Perez place.

Nothing matched.
That's not good enough.

I beg your pardon?

You've had this
case for weeks.

You haven't given me
a single piece
of evidence

I can hang
an arrest warrant on.

Mr. McCoy, when my
detectives get back

from their
needlepoint classes,

I'll put them on
the case. Anything else?

Yes. Starting today,
I want round-the-clock
surveillance on Darnell.

That was some
motivational speech.

Soon as we convict Darnell,
I'll send her flowers.

Open the case
before the grand jury
and let's get them busy.

Doing what?

Start by subpoenaing everyone
Darnell's talked to
in the last six weeks.

And I want a summary
of the Sex Offender
Registration Act

on my desk by
tomorrow morning.

Megan's Law?

I'm gonna give Darnell
something to think
about besides rape.

By the time I'm through,
he'll run back to Sing Sing.

We've got a warrant
to search Mr. Darnell's
locker.

Again?
We're still looking
for a penknife.

You mind showing
these officers the way?

The warrant's also good
to search your work area,

which pretty much
covers the entire place.
Start right here.

Okay! Everybody gather
around for mail call.

Do we have a
Christopher White here?
Right here.

Here you go.
It's an invitation
from the grand jury.

They want to talk to you
about your friendly
neighborhood serial rapist.

Neal Dawson?
Yeah, that's me.

Neal. Anybody who
doesn't show up gets
cited for contempt.

I'm sure you'll all want
to thank your friend
Lewis in a big way.

Rob McAllister?

We're finished
with the search.
Sorry for the bother.

What about this?
You're dragging my
neighbors into court.

It's not court,
it's the grand jury.

Yeah, well, I don't give
a damn what you call it.
This is harassment.

We're conducting
a lawful investigation.

You live with
a rapist and
a murderer,

you have to put up
with a few minor
inconveniences.

This might be lawful
in Peking or in Havana,

but we're talking about
New York City here!

Look. Look at this!
Look at this crap!

You've got our phone number
and our address on here!

You have no right
to do this!

That didn't come
from the department
or the D.A.'s office.

Yeah? Whoever did this
got the information
from somewhere.

Hey, Megan's Law
says we have to
inform local agencies

that there's a sex
offender living in
their area.

You got a problem
with that, call
Governor Pataki.

Hey, Lewis! Look at you.
Twenty-five blocks
and hardly a drop of sweat.

I guess all that
walking around the yard

in Sing Sing
really paid off, huh?

So, what's the matter? Your
local bodega ran out of your
favorite breakfast drink?

Hey, Rey, look what
I found on the floor.

Must have fallen
off the board.

You know,
that's a really
good likeness, Lewis.

He was
hounded from his job.

He hasn't been
able to find
a new employer.

His face has been
plastered all over
the West Side.

He's a virtual pariah
in his neighborhood.

He has no choice
but to apply for
a change of residence.

Who do you know
in Binghamton, Lewis?

A cousin.

He owns a pizzeria.
He said he can give me
a job making deliveries.

Mr. Munro, I notified
the Broome County
District Attorney's office.

He plans to oppose
his relocation.

Lewis, is there anywhere
else in New York State?

We sent notifications
to every county in the state.
No one wants him.

Mr. Darnell's been in
contact with a relative
outside Akron.

Yes. George Radford
in Greensburg.

The Summit County D.A.
doesn't want Mr. Darnell
in his jurisdiction, either.

How did you know
about Radford?

We have a court-approved
wiretap on your
client's phone.

Now, if Mr. Darnell
finds life in New York
so intolerable,

he can live on the grounds
of the Camp Gabriel's
work farm.

I'm not going
back to prison.

You wouldn't be an inmate.
You'd be on work release.

Work where?
It's in the middle
of the damn woods.

Screw your work release.

Knock it off, Lewis.

Mr. Granick,
my hands are
tied here.

Until Lewis comes up
with a community
willing to take him,

I have to deny his request.

You son of a bitch!

I'm warning you.
You better step off,
you understand?

You leave me
the hell alone!

There's only three ways
that's gonna happen,
Mr. Darnell.

Either you'll kill me,
kill yourself or go
back to prison.

Here's one from
the director of the
division of parole.

You're interfering with
the proper administration
of their field services.

It was their brilliant
idea to grant him parole
in the first place.

Save your witticisms
for the police
commissioner.

His office thinks that
your little operation
is costing too much overtime.

I'm prosecuting a murder.
I'm not looking to save
pennies.

By the way,
how is that
case going?

He hasn't led
his police escort

to a secret
stash of evidence?

I'm stunned.

What am I supposed
to do, Adam?

Darnell won't oblige
me with a confession.

I need to tell these
people what you're doing

serves some
legitimate purpose.

I'm pushing hard
to break a suspect.
Is that good enough?

Darnell isn't going
back to prison quietly.

He got the Southern
District Court to issue
a restraining order.

How bad is it?
He's putting us
out of business.

And he's got the
A.C.L.U. on board.

A.C... Oh, boy.

Forty-seven subpoenas,
six search warrants,
three wiretap warrants,

24-hour surveillance.
It's abusive.

It's entirely
within the scope

of my prosecutorial
authority.

Your Honor,
an independent magistrate

signed off on each
and every warrant.

The Gambinos never got
this kind of attention,
Your Honor.

Mr. McCoy, is there
a realistic hope

of uncovering
relevant evidence here?

We're looking for
the knife used in
the crime,

the clothes worn
by Mr. Darnell,

and any person
he might've spoken
to about the crime.

Some of these
witnesses have been called

before the grand
jury four times.

Mr. Darnell's home
and workplace have been

searched on three
separate occasions.

When does this stop?

When I'm satisfied
all leads have
been exhausted.

I don't take a lot
of comfort from that,
Mr. McCoy,

but Mr. Granick,
I don't see where
your client's

civil rights
have been violated,

no matter what
the A.C.L.U. may
have told you.

With due respect,
Your Honor, you're
missing the big picture.

Now Mr. Darnell's name,
address and prison record

have been distributed
throughout his neighborhood

and made available
on a 900 number.

Now, the neighborhood
watch, school boards,
women's groups

have all been
notified of the same...

All of which is required
under the Sex Offender
Registration Act.

It's a high-tech
scarlet letter.

Now, the state
punished Mr. Darnell once.

It shouldn't have the right
to punish him again
for the same crimes.

This is not punishment.
It's fair warning
to his neighbors.

Mr. McCoy, my legal sense
tells me you're treading
pretty close

to an injudicious use
of prosecutorial power.

I'm simply using
the tools the state has
made available to me.

Yes, you are. And I'm
gonna be watching you
very carefully.

Mr. Granick,
the restraining
order is lifted

and your application
for an injunction
is denied.

Step lightly, Mr. McCoy.

"9:00 a.m. Subject exited
premises to purchase
a newspaper.

"2:26 p.m. Subject exited
premises for cigarettes.

"2:29 p.m. Subject
looked in the direction
of the surveillance car

"and made an
obscene gesture."

At least he's keeping
his sense of humor.

Somebody isn't.

About once a day
his daughter comes
by to spit on the car.

I'm sorry she's caught
in the middle of this.

Counselor, this
turning of the screws,

is this an
open-ended arrangement?

That's up to
Mr. Darnell.

The girl told her mother
just a few days ago.

Why did she
wait so long?

She didn't want
her mother to know

she'd ditched
school that day,

but when she saw
the posters, she
recognized Darnell,

decided to do
the right thing.

Ms. Ross is from the
district attorney's office.

Why don't you tell
her what happened?

It was last month.
Natalie was home
from school.

She was in the kitchen.
She heard noises
at the front door.

Natalie, tell her.

Someone was
jiggling the lock.

I saw it was that
man through the hole.

He said that
the super wanted him
to check the radiators.

He kept asking
her to open the door.
Tell them what you said.

I told him that if
he didn't go away,

I'd call the cops.
That scared him off.

It's that man. He's
sick. You gotta put
him back in jail.

Thank you.

At the very least,
it's attempted trespass.
We can violate Darnell.

And we can have this
girl arrested for
impersonating a witness.

She might as well
have been reading
off a teleprompter.

Hey, look,
McCoy's been pushing
us hard for a break.

This one just walked in.

If he wants to look
behind the curtain,
that's up to him.

Check out her story
and get back to me.

The school had
a note on file from
the girl's mother

for the same day
the girl claims
she ditched school.

It was for
a dentist's appointment
she had during lunch.

That note's
probably a fake.

The school verified
the mother's signature.

What does
the dentist say?

He confirmed there was
an appointment that day.

So the girl went
home instead of
the dentist's.

They seem to remember
she had her cavities filled.

"Seem to remember."

What does the girl say?

She and her mother
swear they changed
the appointment,

but I think
it's a non-starter.

Well, if this lie
doesn't get Mr. Darnell
out of the neighborhood,

try a lynch mob.

If there's evidence
they're lying,

it's up to Darnell's lawyer
to present it to a jury.

You want to
arrest him?

You'll do nothing
of the kind.

The girl's story is
credible on its face.
My evidentiary burden is met.

I don't care.
You can thumb your
nose at a federal judge,

but I won't let
you drag the law

through a sewer
to catch a rat.

It's not worth it.
To put him
back in his box?

We arrest him now,
it'll be six months
before a jury sorts it out.

Stop. Listen to
what you're suggesting.

An arrest you know is false.
The inquisition is over.

I'm sorry, Jack.
I should've kept
my mouth shut.

It's okay. He's right.

Mr. McCoy, Detective
Briscoe's on line one.
He said it's urgent.

She was on her way
to her apartment

when she saw
the door was open.

She heard noises inside,
so she came in.

The baseball bat was
in the umbrella stand.

He was on top of her
friend. He had a knife
to her throat,

and that bag over her face.

She took two
major-league swings.

One to the right temple,
one to the forehead.

Her friend's in there.

She's got trauma from
the rape and the
partial suffocation.

E.M.S. says she'll be
all right, considering.

I guess the pressure got
to Darnell. He had no
place else to go.

Where is she?
In here.

We'll get her statement
back at the squad room.

Make it painless,
and get her back home.

I'm sorry it had
to happen this way.

Not all that sorry.