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by two separate
yet equally important groups,

the police
who investigate crime

and the district attorneys
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

Why did
Sylvester die?

Just got sick.

Why don't you take
him to the doctor?

No doctor's gonna
look at a guinea pig.

Can't make no
grave down here.

No, we're gonna burn
him up with the garbage.

Sylvester's
gonna be cremated.

Uh-oh.

Two little kids from
the building found her.

They were
coming down here to
get rid of a dead pet.

This a public area?

Not supposed to be,
but the lock on the door,

it's been broken for,
what, since Christmas?

This place is a trap.

The girl live here?

I never saw her before,

but one of the
kids told me she lives in
Building C across the way.

Anybody in
the neighborhood
been bothering the kids?

Oh, no, no, no, no,
nothing like that, sir.

Okay, stick around.

EMS says
forcible sexual assault.
She was beaten really badly.

Might not make it.

The girl was how old?

Ten, 11 tops.

Pants were torn off,
jacket collar's ripped.

Guy was in a hurry.
Left her backpack.

"Parables
of the Old Testament."

Bible.
"Malika Richardson."

What's that smell?

Insecticide.

Roach spray.
Perp emptied half
the can into her mouth.

Won't find that
in the Old Testament.

What hospital is she at?

St. Mark's.
The officers
will give you a ride.

What happened?

Was she raped?
It's possible.

That's for the
doctors to tell us.

Look, we're gonna need
a recent picture of Malika.

Okay.

When was the last
time you saw her?

She went to bible
class this morning.

She called
after class to
get permission

to go to
the public library
with her friend Fiona.

Did she ever mention
anyone hassling her?

No.

What floor
is Fiona on?

She lives downstairs
on eight.

It's my fault!

I shouldn't have
let her out alone!

Me and Malika
came home together.

Did anybody talk
to you or follow you home?

No.

Did you come up in
the elevator together?

Yes.

Was anybody on the
elevator with you?

No, she got off safe.

Fiona,

Malika lives on 11.
You get off before her.

Listen to me, sweetheart.

No matter what, you're
not in any trouble,
I promise.

Yes, I am.
We're not allowed to
walk home by our self.

Did you
leave Malika
alone someplace?

At the library.

We went to do our
school report on
Rosa Parks,

but I got
a stomachache,
so I came home.

Yeah, she was in
here this afternoon.

I usually don't
see her on weekends.

Something happen to her?
Big time.

Was anybody with
her when she left?

She came in
with her friend.

No, no, but
she left by herself.

Maybe somebody
followed her outside.

Somebody like who?

Somebody like the
guys who come in and
pretend to read books.

Oh. Those guys.

Yeah, there's
a couple of them.

Chico and...
What's-his-name... Owen.

Yeah.
I didn't see either
of them today, though.

They usually come
in on the weekdays.

When the kids are
here after school.

I see what
you're saying.

We're gonna need you
to come down to the
precinct,

talk to a sketch artist

and look at
a few mug shots.
Sure.

And is there any way we can
get a list of everybody who
borrowed a book today?

I can get one from
the librarian for you.

Can Henry
come to the phone?

Well,
have him
call us back.

Hospital called,
girl's still in a coma.
Any news on the rape kit?

Still waiting.
Latent came up negative

on the spray can.
It was wiped clean.

You check the lot number?

Stuff's only
available to the trade.

It was shipped
to the New York area
about four years ago.

Impossible to trace
which supply house.

The library guard?

Couple of nice sketches,
but he couldn't pick
his resident pervos

out of the sex
offender books.

Well,
show the sketches
around the project.

Whoa. You want us
out on the street,

or you want us to
make library calls?

I want you finding this doer.

We got about
a hundred more names
on the printout,

plus the call-backs.

We could use 10,
12 more bodies
on this.

All right, give the
printout to Profaci,

I'll put in
for some more help.

Curtis.
Uh-huh. LT, hold on.

Yeah.

Go ahead. Uh-huh.

Thanks.

Forensics. No fluids,
no fibers on the clothing.
Same deal with the rape kit.

So much for a DNA hit.

They found a paper napkin
in the girl's jacket pocket

with stains on it.
Olive oil and tomato sauce.

She stopped
for a slice.

We get a lot of
kids on Saturday.

You know what
she was wearing?

Red pants,
purple jacket,
braided ponytail.

Slice and a Yoo-hoo.

Real polite,
paid with a 20.

You sure about the $20?

Yeah, 10-year-old kid
with a $20 bill?

Was anybody with her?

I don't think so.

She didn't have the
change in her pocket.

Maybe the perp
bought her a pizza and
waited outside for her.

When she was in
there, you remember
any other customers?

Let me see...

C-Berry usually
come in around then.

That's his corner.

He a drug dealer?

He's just
a lookout for
somebody else.

Has a slice for
lunch every day,

takes out
one large pie
almost every night.

A Hawaiian with
extra pineapple.

Yeah, all I'm saying
is keep Shorty there
until I get...

If you
gonna arrest me,
arrest me, all right?

I took care of
all my warrants.

Don't worry about that.
We're not looking for you.

What's your real name?

What's that,
a trick question?

Calvin Berry.

Calvin, who likes
extra pineapple
on his pizza?

Say what?

This girl came in
the pizza shop yesterday.

Man, I can't be talking
to you.

Hey, Calvin,
come on into my office.

Now, do you
remember this girl?

Hey, man,
I'm not real observant.

I tell you what,
Calvin, look at this.

Now, this is
a get-out-of-jail-free
card if you help us.

She bought herself
a slice.

She alone?

Some guy was with her.

All right.
Now, concentrate.

Try real hard.

Him.
You know who he is?

He ain't from around here,
I would have seen him before.

The lookout ID'd
one of the sketches.

Puts the
guy with Malika
outside the pizzeria.

Yeah,
we figure the guy
lives near the library.

If we got those
bodies you promised,

we could
do a hard canvass
of the neighborhood.

Well, I'm still
waiting to hear.

What the hell's going on, LT?

Look,
instead of bitching,
let's get some help.

What about the papers?

Come on, they ran
the story on page 36.

They probably figure
their readers don't care

what happens
above 110th Street.

Oh, is that right?

Well, maybe I should
talk to them.

Hey, partner,
check it out.
Page three.

Hey, Lennie.

One of
your snitches
called. Eddie Soto.

He say what he wanted?

He's in Rikers.
He wants you to
come see him ASAP.

Maybe he saw the paper.

What little girl?
I need a personal favor.

I'm jammed up
on a burglary.

I can't help you out,
Eddie.

This Detective Spivak
put a burg two on me.

He don't even have
me inside the joint.

That ain't
playing fair, Lennie.

Hey, I read
the arrest report.

You're in the car
with burglary tools
and the stolen goods

a half-hour
after the radio run.

I borrowed the car.

All right,
a couple of
misdemeanors.

Bullets back to back.
I can live with that.

Yeah, I know,
you can do two years
standing on your head.

Hey, if I blow trial,
I'm a third-time felon.

My legal aid tells me
I'm mandatory persistent.

16-years-to-life,
Lennie, minimum.

Tough break.

You gotta talk to that
Spivak guy who grabbed me.

I don't even know him.

You know something?

If that stolen property
should happen to get lost,

they can't
prove no burglary.

Now, I'm out of here.

You get me out of this

and I'll take care of
that guy who did your
daughter.

Yeah, Danny Jones.

Nice clean job, Lennie,

and nobody's gotta know.

What happened here?

Anonymous caller says this
crowd of good Samaritans
found our perp.

Patrol cars got here
just in time to save
his ass.

What's your name?

Stokes. Owen Stokes.

You own a library card,
Owen?

What are you
talking about?

You live in
the neighborhood?

Yeah, around the corner.
What's up with these people?

They was gonna kill me.

They think you did
that little girl over
in the Jefferson Houses.

Me? What for?

Look, I'm bleeding.

I think
my ribs are broken,
I gotta go to a hospital.

Yeah, well,
we got a stop to make

before we take
you to the hospital.

That aspirin's
not cutting it, man.

My jaw's starting to hurt.

It's all your damn fault,
tagging me as some kind
of pervert.

Here's your chance to
clear everything up,
Owen.

Why don't you
just tell us where you
were Saturday afternoon?

I want to get
with a lawyer.

Forget about a lawyer.
You're not under arrest.

I'm not?
No.

You can
walk out of here
anytime you want.

Well, soon as
the doctor says it's okay.

I gotta wait
for a doctor?

Oh, sure.

I mean, we just let
you walk out of here

and you keel over
from some brain injury,

we could get sued.

Well, when's the doctor
gonna get here?

You know doctors.

You could grow a tumor time
it takes one to get around
to you.

I ain't
gonna spend
the whole day here.

Of course not.

So, about
Saturday afternoon.

No.

I want to get
with a lawyer.

Don't you want
to clear your name?

Because once you
talk to a lawyer,

no one's
gonna believe
anything you say.

That's just human nature,
Owen.

I don't trust what anybody
says after they've been
with a lawyer.

I don't know, man.
I just better not
say anything.

Profaci called in.

Berry's not
working his corner,
so he can't find him.

This hump's gonna run
as soon as he hits
the fresh air.

We gotta keep him here
till Berry comes in
for an ID.

Well, we can send him
to the hospital with
a uniform,

but I don't
see stalling
him past tonight.

You expect us to
find Berry by then,

we're gonna
need some help.

What about the cavalry?
They due anytime soon?

Five more teams for one shift.

That's all I need.

Can't spare them.

I bet if this was some
five-year-old white
beauty queen,

you'd be
out there ringing
the doorbells yourself.

This has nothing to do
with race.

Then it's me. My lawsuit.

Anita, don't get emotional.

Are you all so petty that
you would endanger the lives

of the people
who count on us
to protect them?

Petty?

The Department
has better ways
to spend its resources

than defending itself
against petty lawsuits.

I was within my rights.

The Department promoted
a white woman with less
seniority.

Maybe you all forgot, but
we can sit at the lunch
counter now.

That's crap.

People stuck
their necks out

to help you get
where you are, Anita.

You should be grateful.
Grateful?

No, no, no, no. I worked
hard to get where I am.

I'm appreciative, yes.

And I can
carry myself
the rest of the way

if you'd give me the chance.

As far as the
Department's concerned,

you had your chance.

All right, fine.

I'll step aside.
Reassign someone
else to the case.

Just put extra people
on the street.

Can't do that either.

Then what?

They want you
to resign, Anita.

Of course, they can't
make you, so you can stay

and keep banging your
head against the wall,

but the wall is
gonna stay there.

Come on, Lennie.
You've seen Danny Jones
standing,

you've seen him sitting,
now he's leaning.

You need to
see any more?

I'll let you know.

I mean,
what good's it doing?

Mallory'll make
the case against Jones.
It's just a matter of time.

Right.

Curtis. Yeah.

Figures.

Yeah, we'll try. Okay.

Well, so much
for the cavalry.

LT says
we have until
8:00 to find Berry,

then she's gotta
cut Stokes loose.

So where do you want to start?

The pizza joint.
Maybe Berry came in
for his slice-a-day.

Lennie, we don't
have all day.
Come on.

You gonna beat me
in the head, huh?

What I look like
ratting somebody out?

What are
my dogs gonna
say in the street?

Nah, I ain't putting
the finger on nobody.

We'll see about that.

That's her.

Listen, man,
it's too bad
what happened,

all right,
but stuff happens.

Not stuff like this.
After he tried to
choke her,

this bastard dumped a can of
roach spray down her throat.

That's besides what he did
when he violated her.
He tore her up.

Even if she comes to,
she's never gonna have a life.

Ten years old
and she's finished.

I don't know.

Come on, man,
take a look at her.

Look at how small
and fragile she is.

You gotta see
how this is wrong.

We can't let
this monster do this
to another little girl.

Okay. What I gotta do?

Take your time. Look
at each photo carefully.

Yeah.

You like this guy?

Him?

Uh, yeah, yeah.

Take a close look.

Mmm-hmm.
Yeah, yeah.
I like him.

Is that the man you saw
with Malika Richardson?

If it is, just say so.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, that's him.

I mean,
that's the dude
I saw with the girl.

Outside the pizza parlor?

You got it.

Okay,
send Profaci down to the
hospital to grab up Stokes,

and get
with the judge
for a search warrant.

Nice work, Calvin.

The police found
some borderline
kiddie porn,

but nothing that
connects him to
Malika.

You have an ID,
go to the grand jury.

It's thin, Adam.

Hardly enough to hold him,
let alone indict.

I'm not
going to the people
in Harlem empty-handed.

Tell them we got
a suspect in custody.

They know what that means.
I'm not going to insult
their intelligence.

They've always
been loyal to me.
And they vote.

Yes, they vote. I want
you to go to the police.

You tell them to
do what they have to

to get
a confession
from Mr. Stokes.

Whatever they have to?

And tell them
we're behind them 100%.

Detective Spivak.
Yeah, that's right.

What time?

Okay, tell him Lennie Briscoe
called from the 27.

Yeah.

It's about, uh, Eddie Soto.

Thanks.

Lennie.

McCoy just called.

He said,
"Take Stokes in a room

"and don't come out until
you get a statement from him."

Am I hearing right?

Mmm-hmm, he said
you get the statement,
he'll make sure it holds up.

All right,
make yourself comfortable.

Not that chair.
That one's mine.

This one's yours.

I don't like that chair,
it wobbles.

I'm sorry,
but this is
where you sit.

You know, the doctor
took some X-rays,

but he never told me
what they saw.

Oh, he told us
you're gonna live forever.

So what am I
doing back here?

Well, technically
you're under arrest,

but we're gonna
try to get you out

as fast as we can.
You thirsty?

Under arrest
'cause of that girl?

It wasn't our idea.
The word came down
from upstairs.

But I didn't rape...
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Wait a minute, now.

We want to hear
your side of it,

but first we gotta go
through the formalities.

Then we can straighten
this whole thing out.

Yeah, now
the first thing is

you know
you got a perfect
right not to talk to us.

That's a two-way street,
Owen.

You invoke that right, then
we can't tell you what
we know.

What's that?
What do you know?

Well, we'll have
a conversation
about that

after you sign off
on these rights.

Now, the
second item
you probably

know by heart from
watching the movies.

I got a right to a lawyer.

That's right.

And all that other crap
about how we have to
provide a lawyer for you

if you can't afford one.

You know that, right?
Yeah.

But what
about that lawyer
I asked for this morning?

Well, you remember
what we talked about, yeah?

A lawyer's just gonna make
this whole process real
hard on you.

I mean, if you don't want
to put your cards on the
table, that's fine,

but then we don't put
our cards down, either.

And I'll tell you what
I know from police work, Owen,

an innocent man's
got nothing to hide.

So, you want
to have a conversation?

Okay.

All right, just sign
right here on the bottom
and we're off to the races.

Okay.

Now,
what did you
want to tell us?

I never even
been near that girl.

Never even been to
the Jefferson Houses.

Never?

Come on, Owen,
we can check that out.

Okay, I used to have
a friend who lived there,

but that was
six years ago.

Good.
Just don't lie to us.

So, what building
did your friend
live in?

Building C.

Now, Saturday afternoon,
Owen,

I'm sure
you remember
where you were.

I was at a clinic.

Where?

I don't know. Some
walk-in in the Village.

Where in the Village?

I don't know.
I didn't know
the neighborhood.

But my leg was hurting,
so I stopped in and
I got some pills.

So, what about
this fascination
with little girls?

I don't got
no fascination.

No?

What about all this stuff
we found in your apartment?

"Summer of Innocence," huh?
What about that?

That's a art book.
I got it at the
Barnes & Noble.

What about this?

Children's
bathing suit catalogue?

I got nieces.
They got birthdays coming up.

Their parents know
you were convicted

of loitering
near a schoolyard?

I...

There wasn't
nothing to that.

Come on, Owen.
I read the report.

You approached
two little girls

and you asked them to
help you find your
lost kitten.

Where'd you ask them
to look?

In your pants?

No, I ain't like that.

What'd I tell you
about lying, huh?

Please don't hurt me.

We don't have to
do the hurting, Owen.

We're gonna put you
in the Tombs tonight.

In the general population.

They watch the news.
They know your face.

They know what
you're being charged with.

You think those people
on the street were
rough on you?

They were just
trying to kill you.

Those cons in the Tombs,
they're not gonna be
so merciful.

They're gonna
take their time with
a short-eyes like you.

You can't
put me in there.

That's
up to you, Owen.

If you
did something
that warrants us

putting you
in protective custody,
now's the time to tell us.

I didn't do that girl.

Well, then, we can't
justify the expenses
to protect you.

You're gonna fend
for yourself, Owen.

No, come on, now.

Just give us something
we can write down on
the requisition.

Okay.

I got this thing
for young girls.

That's
not gonna do it,
Owen.

You gotta be
more specific.

Spell it out, Owen.

You had a thing
for Malika, yeah?

Yeah, okay. Her, too.

Just thinking about
it won't do it, Owen.

Okay.

I touched her.
And?

And?

I did it with her.

And afterward?

You felt ashamed, yeah?
You had to get rid of her.

That's why you tried kill her.

You gotta
say the words, Owen,
or we can't help you.

Oh, God.

Please, I can't.

Okay.

Okay.

I tried to kill her.

Okay, that's it, now.
That's it.

Okay, Owen.
We're gonna put you
in protective custody.

Thank you.

Don't mention it.

Do you recognize
anyone, Mr. Castillo?

Yeah.
The second guy
from the left.

Where do you
recognize him from?

From the projects.

The day the girl got attacked.

You read the papers,
Mr. Castillo?

I saw this guy on my
way to meet the engineer.

There was a broken
boiler that day, okay?

What time was that?

I don't know,
around 1:30.

Stokes confessed.

We have witnesses placing him
at the library, the pizzeria
and the projects.

Forensics?
No luck there.

But he has a conviction
for loitering on
school grounds.

Well, no plea bargains.

Mr. McCoy.
My pleasure.

Talk to Public Affairs.

Tell them to put out
a press release
immediately.

Lucky for everyone Malika
was raped just in time
for the election.

Motion to suppress
Stokes' statements
to the police.

He says he invoked
his right to counsel.

He only said
he wanted a lawyer

the first time
we talked to him.

What about
the second time?

He mentioned a lawyer.
It wasn't really a request.

What was it?

Let's say it was
an allusion to a lawyer.

Lennie and Rey threw some
double talk at him, and
he dropped it.

They get on the stand
and start playing
word games

and we're going to
lose his admissions.

Not if everyone does
their job.

A suspect
requests a lawyer,
you can't question him.

First week,
Police Academy.

He didn't make a request.

You wanted the guy,
we got him for you.
Make it stick.

We lose his statements,
it'll hurt.

Uh-huh.

Did you hear what I said?

Yeah, sure.
We'll be fine.

Pull out People v. Davis.

I said I wanted
to see a lawyer,

but they said I had
to see a doctor first.

In your mind, Mr. Stokes,

were you free to
leave the precinct?

No.

How could I be?
They wouldn't
let me go.

Police officer
took me to the
hospital.

Sat around
the emergency room
for five or six hours,

then the detective took
me back to the precinct.

Did the police start
questioning you again?

Yeah. That's when
they told me my rights.

I told them I wanted
to see a lawyer again,
but they wouldn't listen.

What do you mean,
they wouldn't listen?

They said if
I didn't talk to them,

they was gonna send me
to the general population

and tell them I attacked
that little girl.

So you signed the Miranda
waiver and spoke to them?

What else could I do?

Nothing further.

When you first
went with Detectives
Briscoe and Curtis,

you went voluntarily?

It was that,
or get killed
by that crowd.

And once you were in
the precinct,

the police told you that
you were not under arrest?

Well, that's
what they said.

Sometime later,
the police arranged

for you to
go to the hospital
like they promised?

With a police officer.

Were you handcuffed?

No.

And when you returned
to the precinct,

you were
advised of your rights,
and you signed a waiver?

Yeah.

And the only time
you said anything

about a lawyer
was when you asked,

"What happened to that lawyer
I asked for this morning?"

Something like that.

And after
you signed the waiver,

you confessed to
raping Malika Richardson?

No, I just said
that so I wouldn't
get killed in jail.

The cops wouldn't listen.

They ain't no better than
the people who was beatin' me.

I told them I was
on 125th Street when
the little girl got raped.

They just kept hitting me.

Nobody believes me.

Mr. Stokes requested
medical attention,

and the police
accommodated him

by sending him
to the hospital
with an officer.

Even if you buy that,
Your Honor,

when my client was returned
to the precinct, he was
in custody.

At which time, even
the defendant acknowledged

that he
never specifically
requested a lawyer.

The police
confused my client.

They double-talked
him out of his rights.

The police are allowed
to use cunning,

even deceit,
in an interrogation.

Mr. McCoy
is making an end run
around Miranda, Your Honor.

And a very adept one,
at that.

Since Mr. Stokes was
technically

not in police custody when
he initially asked for
the lawyer,

his reference to that
admission was ineffective.

You're gutting the Fifth
Amendment here, Your Honor.

If you
keep moving back the line,
Miranda becomes meaningless.

And maybe it's high time
someone took the pruning
shears to Miranda.

The victims have
some rights, too,
Mr. Kusevitsky.

Mr. Stokes' confession
is admissible.

When do you
have to appear?

Two weeks from Monday.

Day before the primary.

Am I interrupting?

Just leaving.

You should hear this.

Later.
Stokes told the police

he was at a clinic
somewhere in the Village
when Malika was attacked.

At the hearing, he testified
he was on 125th Street.

He's brewing up an alibi.

Is there a clinic on 125th?

Check into it.
Last thing I need is
another October surprise.

Another October surprise?

Gary Feldman made good
on one campaign promise.

He made
a misconduct complaint to
the Disciplinary Committee.

"Adam Schiff has
clearly lost control
of this loose cannon,

"proving he can no longer
effectively supervise
his staff."

Sounds like
routine mud-slinging.

I'm the loose cannon.

Remember
that drunk driver
we prosecuted for murder?

The Dressler case.

The flight attendant?

Nothing to
lose sleep over.

First thing tomorrow,
look into this alibi.

I'm not supposed to
give any information
about our patients.

We know
Mr. Stokes comes here.

Then why
are you asking me?

We're checking on his alibi.

Alibi?

What do you mean?

Did he do something
to a little kid?

That's our allegation.
How'd you know?

He was here Saturday at 1:30
for his regular appointment.

For an injection of
Depo Provera.

You know what that is?

It's an experimental
drug for sex offenders.

Is Stokes getting it
under a court order?

Voluntary.

Legal Aid lawyer
set him up for treatment.

Guess it didn't take.

Maybe it did.

I spoke to Skoda
about the Depo Provera.

In the dosage
that Stokes was taking,

it's highly effective
in reducing aberrant
sexual drive.

Reducing.

There are cases where
the compulsion to act
overcame the drug.

The fact that he's taking
the stuff is no accident.
He's a pedophile.

Stokes scares me, too, Jack.

But what
scares me more is
that we might convict him

and leave the real
monster on the street.

We have two IDs.

One's from a convicted drug
dealer who made a shaky
identification.

Which was
corroborated by
the security guard.

Isn't he a straight shooter?

Mr. Castillo.
His timeline's out of kilter.

He couldn't
have seen Stokes
when he says he did.

Castillo said he was meeting
with the boiler repair man
that day.

Yep. April 19th,
and I started
at 1:25.

It took me two hours
to fix the damn thing.

I had to get into the storage
area next to boiler room to
check the L-collar.

Castillo
had the keys.
He disappeared on me.

How long was he gone?

I want to say a half hour.

I couldn't get in
to check the pipe.

So, what's back there?

You got supplies, back exit.

Hey,
there's some mean
mother rats in there.

Now you tell me.

So, before he left,
Castillo was with you?

Yeah.

Rey!

Look at this.
Roach spray.

Same lot number.

Looks like
Castillo's our guy.

We're picking up
the security guard.

Are you sure this time
that this is our man?

Mr. Castillo
has an arrest for
sexual assault in Virginia.

How did he get hired
as a security guard?

He was never convicted.

I want this wrapped up
before Feldman gets
his teeth into it.

Be tough to
hit a home run after
we accused the wrong guy.

Home run?
Just try for a base hit.

We need to dismiss
the Stokes indictment
before we arraign Castillo.

I'll advance the case.

Good.

I got a letter today.

The Disciplinary Committee
wants me to testify.

The matter of
Feldman v. McCoy.

I went to law school with
a woman who specializes
in this kind of thing.

It's okay.

I'm covered.

The bottom line, Feldman's
hands are as dirty as yours.

The Disciplinary Committee
won't give a damn.

This is about me, not him.

From what you
told me on the phone, you
haven't done anything wrong.

That's a generous reading.

I advised the flight
attendant's employer

that if
she remained in Colombia,
she could avoid our subpoena.

You mentioned that
the District Attorney
doesn't have jurisdiction

over a witness in
a foreign country.

You can spin it all you want.

It can still be construed
as prosecutorial misconduct.

Maybe even
obstruction of justice.

A statement of fact.

I know what was in my heart.

Wait, your heart? Is this...

This is what's
hanging you up?

I wanted vengeance.
I broke my oath.

I nearly sent a man
to the death chamber.

Hey, hold it, hold it.
Now, the key word
here is nearly.

In the end, you came clean.

No harm, no foul.

Anyway,
the Disciplinary Committee

doesn't know what
was in your heart.

They're bound to ask me
what I was thinking.

I thought I'd
dodged the bullet.

There's no one
else that knows for sure
what you intended, right?

Jamie Ross knows.

In my opinion, I don't see
you getting disbarred
over this.

If I get any kind of
reprimand or suspension,

Adam'll take the
hit on election day.

You can always quit.

You're moving to
dismiss, Mr. McCoy?

That's right,
Judge Feldman.

State your reasons
for the record, please.

The People can't
prove the case against
Mr. Stokes

beyond a reasonable doubt.

More accurately,

the bumblers
in the D.A.'s office
prosecuted the wrong person.

Mr. Stokes,
my apologies to you.

I recommend at this point
you speak to a civil attorney.

The indictment is dismissed.
You're free to leave.

You've indicted
another suspect?

Jesse Castillo.

Has this
Mr. Castillo
been arraigned?

He's in the bullpen now
for arraignment in
Part Eleven.

Get him up here now.

Who's representing
Mr. Castillo?

I am, Judge.

Mark Considine.
I'm here to observe
the dismissal motion.

Step up, Mr. Considine.

I'm gonna arraign
your client right here.

Your Honor...
Quiet, Mr. McCoy.

I want
this case assigned
to this part for trial.

With all due respect,
Your Honor,

you can't
handpick your cases.
They're put into the wheel.

This one don't.

This is Castillo?

Yes, Your Honor.

Mr. Castillo,
you're charged with
Rape in the First Degree

and Attempted Murder
in the Second Degree.
How do you plead?

Not guilty.

Well, well, look who found
his way back to the
judge's corridor.

It's improper for you
to take the Castillo case.

When you get a seat
on the appellate bench,

then you can tell me
what's improper.

You brought
a complaint against me.

How can I expect a fair
shake in your courtroom?

Still questioning
my impartiality?

No. Your ethics.

You're using
a 10-year-old rape victim

to advance your
political ambitions.

Before I get a couple of
court officers to throw
you out of here,

let me tell you
something, McCoy.

I'm gonna be all over
your ass on this case.

You screw up,
I'll come down on
you like a ton of bricks.

So Feldman's turning this
into a personal vendetta.

It's a tough case
even without Feldman.

We've got two witnesses
who ID'd the wrong guy.

We still have
the roach spray in
Castillo's work area.

Yeah, which 1,500
residents had access to.

We may not even have enough
to force Castillo to take
a plea,

let alone take him to trial.

Tell Briscoe and Curtis
to put on a full-court
press.

Somebody must have seen him
talking to the girl prior
to the assault.

Okay?

Sure.

Jack, I'm leaving
the D.A.'s office.

No.

It's the only way I can
fight Neal on Katie's
custody.

And still get married?

You can beat it.

I'll finish out this case.

I'm sure
you'll be happy.
David's a great guy.

You know,
I've had some problems
with some of our cases.

No explanations
necessary, Jamie.

And that
Disciplinary
Committee thing,

you don't owe me anything.

Go out like you came in.

I appreciate that.

Smart lady.

Says
what's on her mind.
Always respected that.

I hope you still do
after she testifies at
the Disciplinary Committee.

Only two ways she can go.

Back you up or
burn her bridges.

I can head it off, Adam.

I'll resign.

I've had a good run here,
up until now.

I don't want
to be a liability.

Don't get weepy on me.
I'm not Nixon, you're
not Erlichman.

I won't accept
your resignation.

Feldman has only
just started up
on this.

I'll take the heat.

On top of everything,
the Castillo case
is crashing.

He's gonna
pile it on, Adam.

Feldman is out
of your control.

Get your head
back into this case.

We can't lose sight of
what we're doing here.

Whatever else happens,
I want that creep locked up.

I don't remember him.

The security company's
always bringing new
people in.

Did you ever hear
Malika mention
his name?

No.

How could they hire
somebody like this
to watch over us?

To watch over my baby?

Doctor.

Is there any chance
Malika will come out
of her coma?

We tell the family there's
always a chance. But
realistically...

There's enough brain
function to sustain life.

Beyond that is
wishful thinking.

Jamie, I'd like to talk
to Dr. Charters alone
for a minute.

Doctor,

you'll probably get a call
from an attorney named
Considine.

He represents
Jesse Castillo.

He'll ask you about
Malika's condition.

I'd like you to tell
him that Malika's become
aware of her surroundings

and the chances
of recovery are good.

I know what
I'm asking you to do.

Good. Then
you know why I can't.

You know more than anyone
what was done to that
little girl.

Yes. But I have
an ethical duty.

So do I.

Mine is
stopping monsters
like Jesse Castillo,

and yours is keeping
more Malika Richardsons

from turning up in
your emergency room.

Put Malika Richardson
on the witness list.

Considine will
call her doctor.

I know.

Jack, are you sure?

In for a dime,
in for a dollar.

Put her on our list.
Send it to Considine.

I was surprised to hear
from you, Mr. Considine.

Ms. Ross
sent over your discovery.

Your case is a little
stronger than I thought.

What are you looking for?

My client will plead
to rape one to cover.
Six-to-12.

Twelve-and-a-half-to-25.

That's the maximum.

It's a slap on the wrist.

There shouldn't be
a maximum for what
you did.

You go to trial, and
you'll do consecutive
12-and-a-halves.

I don't know.

You'd rather face
Malika in court?

All right. I'll take it.

Let's hear it, Mr. Castillo.

Look,
I'm saying I did it, man.
Can we just leave it at that?

I want the whole story.

I met the girl
on my way to work.

Said I'd buy her some pizza
if she brung me back
the change.

Told her
I'd meet her
in Building B.

When she came back,
I took her down to
the basement.

I took her clothes off.

I don't know.

I thought she liked me.

You know the rest.

And you took the
roach spray to
kill her?

This is unacceptable.

Twelve-and-a-half-to-25.

It's as good as
I would've gotten at trial.

No. I was ready to
impose consecutive terms.

Assuming
he was found guilty.
You know the case was weak.

That's your burden.

You haven't got
the guts to put it
in front of a jury.

I'm just
not stupid enough to
play in a rigged game.

I'll ignore that.

Besides,
what are you
whining about?

I heard your victim
regained consciousness.

She's on the witness list.
She can identify Castillo, no?

Another fast one,
huh, McCoy?

Don't worry about me, Judge.

You're signing off
on this plea.

You forget who you're
speaking to, pal.

If you force this case to
trial and we lose, it'll
be your ass, Judge.

Adam Schiff will make sure
that whenever the voters
think of you,

they also think
of Jesse Castillo
and his roach spray.

If you think you can
blackmail me...

You don't have a choice.

Couldn't you at least
wait till I finish dinner?

Well, if shaking
hands with Al Sharpton
couldn't spoil your appetite.

What do you want, Carl?

To offer my
congratulations to you.

This may
be the last time
I have occasion to.

Congratulations for what?

Jesse Castillo.

Your man, McCoy,
piled the sandbags high
and deep around Feldman.

Just doing his job.

Well, come
what may next week,
no hard feelings, old friend.

Why you'd risk putting
the District Attorney's
office

in the hands
of that twerp
is beyond me.

No personal grudge
could excuse it.

Good luck at the polls.

You seen this?

"Feldman predicted
to win primary."

Predicted by who? His mother?

Tomorrow night,
we'll know if she's right.

Aren't you going to appear

before the Disciplinary
Committee this afternoon?

Uh-huh.

Shouldn't you be preparing?

Well, I shredded
all the documents,

erased the tapes,
paid off the witnesses.

I'm covered, Adam.

Too bad
the Committee doesn't
share your sense of humor.

Good luck.

Right back at you, Adam.

May the one who
makes peace send peace
to all who mourn

and give comfort to
all the bereaved
among us.

And let us all say amen.

Amen.

Thank you very much, Rabbi.

I'll see you
at your brother's.

Lennie Briscoe?
Harry Spivak.

Oh.

Hi.

Sorry about
your daughter.

Yeah.

Do you want
to talk here?

In my car.
The blue sedan over there.

Give me a couple of minutes.
Sure.

Remember, any
question you don't
want to answer...

Whether I like
the question or not,
I'm going to answer it.

Jack,
what are you doing?

Relax, Carter.
It's my career.

Mr. McCoy,

the Committee
is ready for you.