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(narrator)
In the criminal
justice system,

sexually-based offenses

are considered
especially heinous.

In New York City,
the dedicated detectives

who investigate
these vicious felonies

are members of an elite squad

known as
the Special Victims Unit.

These are their stories.

(assistant)
Looks like
a good six inches

of standing water.

It's perfect
breeding conditions.

(Carol)
Center for Disease Control?

Terrorists poisoned
the water?

No, ma'am.
We're just screening

for mosquito infestation.

Is that bug spray?

No, it's an aspirator.

It collects specimens,
which are then

sent back to Atlanta
for testing.

For what?
West Nile virus.

We have that
on this block?

No, this is just
random testing.

Nothing
to worry about.

Could be some
in the bag, maybe.

Let's check it out.

(Dr. Kern)
Oh, my God.

Please. Tell me
that's a baby doll.

Newborn.
Caucasian female.

Five, six pounds tops.

Tossed down
the sewer.

If the water had been
any higher,

the little tyke would've been
washed out to the East River.

[Police siren wailing]

Umbilical cord's
still attached.

Tied off
with dental floss.

We got
a home birth.

Newborns:10 times more likely
to be killed

the first day of life
than any other time.

So odds are we're looking
at a mom who freaked out?

There's no obvious trauma.
ME here yet?

En route. But the guy
that found it is a doctor.

Knows a thing or two.

Endocrinologist.

Actually, uh,
I'm an entomologist.

I was studying
larval activity,

and I found
a blowfly on the body.

Maggot.

(Dr. Kern)
Freshly laid.
Which tells me

she had not been down there
more than 3 hours.

Well, if it was the mom,
she couldn't have

traveled far this soon
after delivery.

If she lives nearby,
shouldn't be too hard

to find a new mom
missing a baby.

Yeah, we got a tenant
about to pop.

Name's Brianna Morris.

Moved into 2-H
three months ago.

Who with?

Nobody. So she said.

Didn't mention
she was pregnant.

It's a hard thing to hide.

Well, she wore
bulky clothes.

When it became obvious,

I made a passing inquiry.
She denied it.

How old a girl
are we talking?

Uh, early 20s.

Boyfriends?

No. Not that
I was introduced to.

Miss Morris.

I got a leak down
in 1-H.

Got to check your pipes.

You there?

[Lock rattling]

Miss Morris,
I got some people with me.

Yo.

I don't think mom got rid
of the baby.

I don't think she made it
out of the delivery room.

Dead.

[Sighing]

Then who dumped
that baby?

I can't imagine

who would do something
that horrible.

Brianna have any family
or friends?

Not that
she ever mentioned.

You two were friendly?

She helped me
with my groceries.

And she picked up
some birdseed once,

when I ran out.

This was
at my birthday in August.

(Munch)
Hardly the life
of the party, huh?

She was a sad girl.

But my birds just loved her,

so she must've been
a good person.

Was there a daddy
in the picture?

No.

Any prospective
stepdaddies?

Not since
she moved here.

Poor thing.
She was always alone.

We know she had
a visitor last night

or early this morning.
Did you see anyone?

No.

Hear anything?

I'm sorry.

I'm stone deaf
without this.

The little buggers
make so much noise

in the morning.

I just put it in
an hour ago.

Heard someone
knocking over there
about 6:00 a.m.

Must have been
banging pretty loud.

No, just regular.
I work from home.

My desk's right
by the door.

What did you hear
after that?

Not a peep.

Woman had a freakin' baby
across the hall,

and you don't
hear that?

I don't know.
She was a quiet girl.

No woman's quiet
during childbirth.

Sorry.

Nobody saw
or heard anything.

Or bothered to get
to know her.

Girl that age carrying
that kind of baggage

had to reach out
to somebody.

Someone helped
deliver that baby.

Even cleaned up
the afterbirth.

So how did
he kill her?

I can't rule yet
that anyone did.

Like mother,
like daughter.

I have got no obvious cause
of death on either.

You think they might have
died in childbirth?

You rarely see it
nowadays.

But mom could
have had a blood

or amniotic fluid clot,
even a stroke.

I'll let you know
after the autopsies.

(Fin)
Phone line works.

She could've called
for help.

Well, killers don't
usually encourage that.

Killers usually cut
the phone lines

and don't wait around
for labor.

There's no evidence
of foul play yet.

What about a baby
down the sewer?

Someone who thought
they were helping?

With friends like that...

Maybe it was somebody
who found her too late.

They pick up
where she left off,
hiding her dirty secret?

Who are they trying to kid?
It's obvious she gave birth.

It tracks with having it
at home.

Hospitals document newborns.

She didn't want
anyone to know.

Someone did.

Prenatal was prescribed
by a Dr. Curtis.

(Dr. Curtis)
Brianna wasn't due
for another 3 weeks.

When's the last time
you saw her?

Last Tuesday.

There was no indication
she was ready to deliver.

Years ago,
I was involved in a shootout,

my wife saw it on the news,

gave birth to our second kid
right there. A month early.

Extreme trauma,
emotional or physical,
can trigger labor.

Anybody causing
Brianna anxiety?

Maybe the baby's father?

She never
mentioned one.

Not once
in eight months?

Well, I only saw her
for the last three.

Before that, she went to
Manhattan Free Clinic.

That's a big price jump
to this place.

(Dr. Curtis)
Well, you get
what you pay for.

She took every test available
and spared no expense.

Any problems?

Medically, no.

But I had my concerns.

About?

She was very detached
from the pregnancy.

She didn't wanna know
the sex,

didn't wanna
see the ultrasound,

or even wanna
hear the heartbeat.

[Pager beeping]
Unusual for an
expectant mother?

Oh, I've got to take this.
Excuse me.

My secretary can help you
with anything that you need.

Thanks.

Did not sound like
Brianna wanted this baby.

Then why spend all
that money on its care?

I've had four kids.
Insurance does not pay

for any of those extra tests,
I'll tell ya.

Excuse me, Brianna Morris's
payment history.

Could I get a copy
of that?

It's in my problem file.

Last week's payment
was declined.

[Phone ringing]

The credit card is in the name
of Ron Wolcott. Who's that?

I don't know.
He's never been in.

(Stabler)
Not a bad place for a guy
with credit problems.

Maybe he gave
too much to charity,

helping out young,
unwed mothers.

May I help you?

Police. Does a Ron Wolcott
live here?

Yes. That's my husband.
What's this about?

We think he maybe
the victim of identity theft.

Someone's been using
one of his credit cards.

Oh, no. How much
have they charged?

$20,000 to a Dr. Curtis.

That's... that's Brianna's
OB-GYN.

You know Brianna?

Of course.
She's carrying our baby.

Why would somebody
kill our baby?

(Stabler)
Brianna was
your surrogate?

No, the baby was hers.

We were adopting it.

Emily Rose.

We've had that name picked out
for 10 years now.

That's how long
we've been trying.

We just couldn't
get pregnant.

We tried in vitro
three times.

And then you found Brianna?

She was living
in a hellhole.

We got her a place
in a safer neighborhood.

We paid her expenses.

She was doing manual labor.

It wasn't safe
for the baby.

Why'd you cut off
the credit card?

We didn't.

One of our cards
was maxed out.

I took care of it.

Um, which adoption agency
did you go through?

We didn't. It was set up
through a mutual friend.

(Benson)
Who's that?

Marcy Cochran.

She's the wife of one of Ron's
co-workers in R&D.

Where?

The Flavor Institute
in Bergen.

And how does this
Marcy Cochran know Brianna?

Marcy does a lot
of volunteer work.

Brianna called
her hotline.

[Phone ringing]

(volunteer)
Metro Help Line.

Are you having those
thoughts right now?

(Benson)
Brianna tried
to commit suicide?

No. But she was
thinking about it.

Why?

She just found out
she was pregnant.

She was overwhelmed.

She said she couldn't
handle her own life,

let alone the responsibility
of a baby.

(Stabler)
She have any family?

Father jumped ship
before she was born.

Mother was abusive, dumped her
in foster care at five.

She didn't want
the cycle repeating itself.

She ever mention
the baby's father?

Yeah. She met him
in the park.

He was the man of her dreams
till the next morning.

The number
he gave her was fake.

She never heard
from him again.

(Stabler)
You get this involved
with all of your calls?

We're not supposed to.

This girl broke my heart.

I gave her my home number.
We talked every night.

Convincing her
to give up the baby.

It was a win-win.

Ron and Kelly were desperate.

And Brianna could not
have found better parents.

When was the last time
you talked?

Four days ago.
And what was going on?

Whatever you're thinking,

the Wolcotts would never
have hurt Brianna.

Why would we think that?

[Phone ringing]

This is gonna sound horrible
for someone in my position.

Brianna and I had a fight.

About what?
My idiot husband.

I told him something
in confidence,

and he went
and told Ron Wolcott.

What did he tell him?

That Brianna was
keeping the baby.

Why would
the Wolcotts lie?

To cover the grand poobah
of all motives.
They were ripped off.

(Benson)
They were desperate
for this baby.

She was the only light at the
end of a 10-year-long tunnel.

It just wasn't
the emotional investment.

I pulled their financials.
They were stretched tight.

They'd dropped
a chunk of change
trying to get pregnant.

Now they've got
doctor's bills,

maternity clothes,
rent, food.

This baby was bought
and paid for.

And they're left
with squat.

No baby, no refund.

And no recourse.
The biological mother

can change her mind
at any time.

The Wolcotts
must've been furious.

They go
to Brianna's apartment,
try to reason with her...

Things get ugly,
maybe a shoving match.

Brianna falls,
goes into labor.

And what? They deliver
the baby themselves?

Well, they give it
the old college try,

but things go south.

First the mother dies,
then the baby.

Which goes down the sewer
along with their dreams.

That's pretty out there.

Let's run this by Warner.
See if any of it floats.

(Warner)
They baby exsanguinated.

Bled to death.
How? There were no wounds.

Through the
umbilical cord.

But we saw it.
It was tied off.

Not until after
the baby had lost

more than
half her blood.

Maybe this
was an accident.

The Wolcotts
wanted that baby alive.

Well, someone definitely
wanted the mom dead.

Perp knew how to kill her
without leaving a mark.

She bled out, too?

That would've taken
much longer

for a full grown adult.

This woman was burked.

What the hell is that?

An arcane method
of suffocation,

dating back to
19th century Scotland.

Thought up by two men
selling cadavers

to medical schools
who ran out of dead bodies.

So they created
their own.

Quickest way was to sit
on the victim's chest

while holding
the nose and mouth.

You found
petechial hemorrhaging?

Which I originally attributed
to pushing during labor.

But then I found this.

Compression indentation here
on the sternum

matches the button
on her maternity dress.

Perp sat on her.

Any defensive wounds?
Fingernail scrapings?

She couldn't fight back.
She was injected with Versed,

a powerful sedative
that paralyzes.

But doesn't
knock you out.

Brianna would've felt
everything going on,

but couldn't move to resist.

Wait a minute.
How can you go into labor
if you're paralyzed?

Pitocin. Causes the cervix
to dilate.

Which pregnant women
produce naturally.

But I found evidence
of a synthetic form

in the anal cavity.

I'd say your perp
incapacitated her

with the Versed,
and then gave her

a Pitocin suppository
to induce labor.

And then ripped
the baby right out of her.

[Phone ringing]

You know when you said
Flavor Institute,

we thought you worked
in a candy store.

What are you doing here?
Oh, what are you?

C-H-3-C-0-0-5-H-11.

(Stabler)
He's a chemist.
What are you cooking?

Not that it's any
of your business,

but isoatyl acetate.

Wow, that sounds
pretty hardcore.

It's the dominant component
in banana flavoring.

And what the hell
is this about?

Your degree in Chemistry,

and the fact that Brianna
was drugged before her death.

You can't possibly think

I had anything
to do with that.

You and your wife both knew
Brianna had changed her mind.

Now, why did you
lie to us?

I knew. But she didn't.

That's why I didn't want to
say anything in front of her.

You expect us to believe
that you didn't tell your wife

that she wasn't
getting the baby?

I thought I could convince
Brianna to do the right thing.

By killing her.

By cutting off
my credit card

to show her she couldn't
possibly support a child.

(Stabler)
And Brianna put quite
a dent in your bank account.

She owed you.

You were just taking
what was rightfully yours.

You really
botched it up, though.

This was my daughter.

I didn't do this.

Brianna was having
last-minute doubts.

But I knew
she'd come around.

Not according
to your phone records.

You were hounding her
right until the day she died.

Not in person.

I might've
called her too much,

but I certainly
didn't kill her by phone.

[Phone ringing]

[Police siren wailing]

There's a bathroom upstairs.
Luminol.

Anywhere he might have
washed up.

Why are you doing this
to us?

'Cause your husband
has a penchant for lying.
You never noticed?

No. Ron is honest
to a fault.

Mrs. Wolcott,
he swore that you had no idea

that Brianna
was keeping the baby.

Now, if he did know,
he lied to us.

If he didn't,
he lied to you.

You have no idea
what I've been through.

He lied to protect me.

Mmm-hmm.

Did your husband ever bring
his work home with him?

No.
No?

Then what are these?

I don't know.

They look like
pharmaceuticals to me.

It's in the warrant.
Bag it.

Who the hell are you?

That's our new ADA.

Casey Novak,
Olivia Benson.

Olivia,
this is Casey Novak.

Do I know you?

Yeah, shortstop, cop's team.
Come here.

Oh, right.
Didn't recognize you

when you weren't
covered in my dust.

That's very good.
What are you doing here?

It's my case.

It's not your job.
We're the detectives.

And I'm very hands-on.

I like to see my cases through
from beginning to end.

Well, things are being
handled just fine here.

Great. Tell you what?
Let me take a quick sweep,

then we can go
to the crime scene together.

It's already
been processed.

Not by me.

(Stabler)
So what microscopic piece
of evidence

do you expect to find
at Brianna's apartment

that the crime techs
didn't turn up?

You never know. Death doesn't
stop the mailman.

Anyone check her box
since she died?

Had it rerouted
to the station.

Brianna hit the gravy train
with this couple.

Why would she
cut them off?

Because her maternal instincts
finally kicked in.

Or she found
a higher bidder.

Let's look for a paper trail
to another couple.

We could, but it'd be
a waste of time.

Why? 'Cause
I suggested it?

Uh, no.
Because she just checked out

all these books
on child rearing.

She was keeping the baby.

How do you know
when she got them?

Because they were checked out
from the library.

And I'd say judging
from the due date,

a couple of days
before her death.

"Skin Diseases
of the Elderly"?

Now, why would a 22 year-old
pregnant woman need this?

(Stabler)
Beats me. But we'll be sure

to let you know
as soon as we find out.

[Sighing]

(Fin)
Recognize this girl?

(Giddens)
Oh, of course.

She'd just sit and read
the periodicals all day.

So what else can you
tell us about her?

She was determined
to better herself.

Always checked
out self-help books.

Like what? "Cashing In on
Your Inner Child"?

Seems like
you got to know Brianna.

Just from her reading list.

I tried to talk
about the baby,

but it was
a touchy subject.

Until last week.

She cleared off
the baby shelf.

Oh, it was
the oddest thing.

First she came to the counter,
very anxious.

Asked how she could
find information

about someone
in her magazine.

Who?
I don't know.

I sent her to Josephine,
in Computers.

(Josephine)
Yeah, I remember her.

The article was
from a new magazine
called Good Looks.

What was it about?
A celebrity? Athlete?

Dermatologist.
I looked up his bio for her.

He wrote a book called...

"Skin Diseases
of the Elderly"?

That's it.

(Fin)
Dermatologists are MDs.

Easy access to drugs like
Versed and Pitocin.

Yeah, and everybody who goes
to medical school learns
how to deliver a baby.

Dr. Archibald Newlands.

(Fin)
She say why she wanted
information on this guy?

She didn't have to.

The next thing she asked was
how to file a paternity suit.

(Dr. Newlands)
How can I be the father
of her baby?

I never met her
till last week.

Let me refresh
your memory.

Eight months ago?
Maybe a quickie.

No.

She just came to you
out of the blue?

No.

A magazine article.

Apparently, I bore
a striking resemblance

to an ex-boyfriend.

You two work through this
at your apartment?

No, my office. I tried to
tell her she was mistaken,

but she caused a scene.

I had to call security.

(Benson)
What time did you get in
to work on Monday?

Traffic was heavy coming in
from my beach house.

I didn't get in
until about 9.30.

Yeah, morning commute
is a bitch.

Uh, what time
did you leave?

Around 7:00.

Can anyone vouch
for that?

My wife.

She's also my partner,

doing sclerotherapy
down the hall.

You guys commuted
together?

Usually.

But that day
my wife had grand rounds.

Grand rounds.

It's a nice looking family.

I can't comprehend

why someone would try
to hurt them like this.

(Benson)
Well, it's easy enough
to clear up.

Just take a paternity test.

I was just about
to suggest that.

So, who's our daddy?

(Stabler)
Results aren't back yet.

You were supposed to call
as soon as you found anything.

What's this I hear,
you're onto a new suspect?

We found a guy
that Brianna believed
was the father.

He's not copping
to it, though.

(Novak)
That's why
you have to come to me.

I can get an order
for a paternity test.

He offered
it up voluntarily.

Usually a bad sign
when we get it so easily.

What about the chemist?

(Cragen)
His alibi is solid.

Well, everybody's after
the flavor of the month,

so the place he works in
has hidden cameras everywhere.

He got in at 6:00
and was there all morning.

And what about
the pharmaceuticals
we found at his house?

That was a sample case
a sales rep sent him.

Our techs said no combination
can make Pitocin or Versed.

So he really
was shielding his wife.

Last call for bets on
Dr. Newlands' paternity test.

(Cragen)
Just give us
the results, John.

What do you want,
the good news
or the bad news first?

John.
He's not the father.

So what's the good news?

We cleared a cold case.

You can't come in here.

There's no need to get
a worry wrinkle.

I'm sure Dr. Newlands' wife
will be happy to
finish your Botox.

Why?
You need to come with us.

I didn't touch
that woman.

We know, you like them
much younger.

What are you
talking about?

We ran the sample
that you volunteered
through our system.

We got a hit.

To what?

DNA left
in a 6-year-old girl
that you raped in '98.

There must be
some mistake.

DNA doesn't lie.

Well, then you know
that I'm not the father
of that dead girl's baby.

Doesn't mean
you didn't kill her.

Why on earth
would I?

Brianna making all
those wild accusations.

That could have
ruined your practice,

broken up your family.

I see what you're doing.

You can't get me
on murder,

so you frame me
for this other thing.

Hey, you, this other thing,
is an innocent girl

whose childhood
you stole.

I didn't.

You know what her
biggest fear was before you?

Starting the first grade.

She told her mom that she was
ready for big-girl clothes,

so they drove
to the mall in Paramus.

(Stabler)
You were lurking
in the children's department.

I've never been to Paramus.

You lured her
into the dressing room.

It doesn't make any sense.

You want to know
what doesn't make any sense?
That you could stop at one.

It's not
in a pedophile's nature.

I'm not a pedophile.
Yeah, you are.
Just a well-read one.

DNA convictions
start hitting the news,

you start
covering your tracks.

And your Johnson.

We're gonna find
your other victims

and all of your cellmates
are going to know

exactly how many you raped.

Detectives, a minute.

[Phone ringing]

Where's Cragen?

(Novak)
I don't know.

Then you don't interrupt me
when I'm in there with a perp.

You stand here, watch through
this one-way,

and see where we are.

Where we are
is three months past

the 5-year statute
of limitations.

We can't touch him.
I know that.

He's technically
not under arrest.

Then why is he in there?

He's a person
of special interest
in a string of other cases.

Yeah, which ones?

That's what
we're trying to find out.

By the book?

Trust me, that guy in there
has a lot of other victims,

whose time hasn't run out.

We still like him
for Brianna.

[Phone ringing]

[People chattering]

ADA Novak, Trevor Langan.

I assume you're here
to protect your pedophile?

Alleged pedophile.

And Casey and I go way back.

To Wall Street.
Most of his clients

just screw employees
out of pension plans.

Well, this one
didn't screw anyone.

If he's not charged,
I'll be collecting him.

(Langan)
Det. Benson, my client has
nothing more to say to you.

Not gonna be
talking to him again.

Did you get anything?

No, thanks to you.

There's got
to be other victims.

We ran the MO.
There's nothing at malls.

There are security cameras
everywhere.

He knew
to change it up.

The smart ones change MOs,
but no one changes signature.

[People chattering]

Look, we've both been
through Molly's file.

If he had some kind
of telltale quirk,

they didn't get it
out of her.

She's older now.

Maybe there's something
she remembers.

I don't know.
I was a kid then.

It was a long time ago.

Molly, we found
the man that did it.

Good. I hope
they kill him in jail.

Actually,
he's not in jail yet.

Why not?

[Sighing]

The law lets us pursue someone
for only so long,

and we caught this guy
a little too late.

You guys suck.

I hate to do this to her.

It's for her.

Molly, I know it seems like
everyone let you down,

but we want to make it right.

Well, you can't.

We think that he's hurting
other little girls.

So go bother them.

Well, we need your help
to figure out who they are.

How would I know?

Maybe there
was something

that he did with you

that could link him
to the others.

Then we could
put him away.

Like what?

You know,
it could be anything.

Something small
that at the time

you didn't even realize
meant anything.

A, uh, smell,

a phrase that
he kept repeating.

Molly.

Or maybe something
too embarrassing to tell, huh?

Hmm?

It's okay, honey.

[Molly sobbing]

It's okay.

(Stabler)
He tells her they're giving
away free candy.

She follows him
into a back dressing room.

Where was mom?

Ten feet away, digging through
the sales rack.

He locks the door,
exposes himself,

squirts honey on it,
tells her to lick it.

He carries
a bottle of honey around?

A packet. Probably got it
at the food court.

He tells her
that she's gonna like it.

That it's sweet.
Tastes like a lollipop.

She doesn't want to,
but he won't open the door.

She's six
and scared.

One lick flips the switch.
He rapes her.

We've been going
through the Tri-State 61s,
looking for a match.

(Fin)
I got one.

Alicia Hahn,
8 years old.

Happened
at the Bronx Zoo.

Lured into a bathroom.
Same packet of honey.

When?
Two months ago.

Bring Newlands in
for a line-up.

You can't do that.

Why?

The victim's
8 years old.

And she deserves justice.

(Stabler)
And if she picks
the wrong guy,

you've just given him
exculpatory evidence.

Which is admissible
at trial.

I'm willing to take
that chance.

A line-up is a bad idea.
Adults have enough
trouble making an ID.

It's way too risky
with a kid.

It happened two months ago.

How could she
possibly forget him?

[People chattering]

I don't know.

(Langan)
Good enough for me.

Take your time, Alicia.
It's very important.

Yeah, she knows that.

Do you need
to stop now?

Please, all right?
Just one more look,

and this time,
really concentrate.

I was.

(Langan)
She can't see
what's not there.

(Novak)
Do you see him?

Is it number...

Is it number...

two?

Excuse me.
I have a motion to file.

Was it wrong?

You did just great, Alicia.

I'm gonna take you
home now, okay, honey?

Come on,
it's okay.

I'm sorry.

(Benson)
Could you have been
any tougher

on that little girl?

Like she hasn't already been
traumatized enough?

I'm sorry.

Nobody thinks that
they can do this at first.

I wanted straight homicides,
you know?

All the glory,
no living victims.

Lesson number one.

Nobody can
handle the children.

How do you?

I'm not going
to lie to you.

It doesn't get easier.

It's all this
sickness and perversion.

I mean, what do you say
to your boyfriend

when you go home at night?

I don't actually
have one.

Because of the job?

Well, I try to date.
Things go great

until they ask
what I do.

Not exactly
dinner conversation, huh?

The ones that don't pull away
immediately, uh,

lean in, way too interested
wanting to hear all the sick,

twisted details, and, um...

Either way,
it's always the last date.

It must be easier
for the male detectives.

Well, let's see.

Fin never talks
about his love life at work,

and Elliot doesn't talk
about work at home.

And... and Munch
has just given up.

Then why do you guys do it?

Because somebody has to.

Did you ever take
your girls to the Bronx Zoo,
Mrs. Newlands?

A few times.

Lynette is obsessed
with giraffes.

A lot of kids are.

Your husband must have
really enjoyed himself.

That's not funny.

He told me all about these
ridiculous new allegations.

They're not allegations,
they're fact.

We've been married
15 years.

I think I would've picked up
on something like that by now.

If you haven't,
you're in serious denial,

which is frightening,
given your daughters' ages.

That is sick.

He has never been
inappropriate with them.

What about
with their friends?

I think you should go now.

Listen to me.
There is no question

that your husband
is a pedophile.

He's done the line-up.

What more do we have to do
to convince you?

DNA evidence
is irrefutable, Doctor.

We have his
in one of the victims.

He never told me that.

Who are you?

(Novak)
Casey Novak,
Assistant District Attorney.

What the hell
are you doing here?

Please.

If you've been covering up
for him, tell me now.

Get out.

Think of your little girls.

I'm calling my attorney.

(Langan)
She has nothing linking
my client to this crime.

I have a particularly
vile and unique MO.

She has no DNA,
no witnesses.

The victim picked
a different man
from the line-up.

This was a scared little girl
who blocked out her assailant.

Remember
she'd been brutalized.

Yeah, according to her,
by suspect number two,
not my client.

That's such bull.
Maybe.

You haven't established
a prima facie case, counselor.

If you've got something,
time to show your cards.

I have a prior victim,

same approximate age,
same packet of honey.

And I do have
his DNA in this one.

Which is inadmissible.

The clock ran out of that case
three months ago.

Molineaux.
Her testimony would be

introduced solely
to establish pattern.

Your Honor, if you let
that in, it's all over.

The jury will convict
on the prior bad act alone.

I'll have to agree.

The physical evidence
is too dispositive.

Your Honor...
Let's split the difference.

DNA is out, but I'll allow you
to argue MO.

[People chattering]

[Langan whispering]

(Langan)
Thank you.

Right.

Your Honor,
the People are ready.

Where is your client,
Mr. Langan?

I have just put in a call
to his wife,

and my assistant is checking
local hospitals.

Please. He hasn't been
in an accident.

He's obviously fled.

(Preston)
If you have any knowledge

of your client's whereabouts,
Counselor...

I don't.

But if I could just
have a short recess.

Bail is forfeited.

I'm ordering a bench warrant
for his arrest.

[Clearing throat]

Let's hope
he didn't flee the country.

I'll get started
on freezing his accounts.

Check out Langan.

He just got
a phone call.

I'd rather
check his caller ID.

Anyone we know?

[Whispers]
Where?

Where can I meet you?

[People chattering]

You know,
it wouldn't take much
to swank this place up.

You ever think of investing
in a restaurant or bar?

With your track record?
No way.

I heard about that dive
of yours in Baltimore.

I'd stay away from the food
and beverage industry.

If you're looking
for a good tax shelter...

Can you make it
any more obvious

that you're
talking to us?

He was supposed to be here
20 minutes ago.

I don't have all day.

Maybe you tipped him off
already.

Why would I do that?

Eyes forward,
bottom feeder.

I don't need this.

So help me,
if you're playing us.

So what are we thinking?

Newlands must have
made us.

[Phone ringing]
How? He's never seen
you or Munch.

That lawyer Langan scum
could've signaled him
over the phone.

Stabler.

Where is he?

(Stabler)
Saved the taxpayers
a pile of money.

Suicide?

I doubt it.
No sign of the gun.

[Police radio chattering]

Kind of hard to shoot yourself
in the back of the head.

Executed.

A little ahead of schedule.

Where were Newlands' wife
and kids?

They moved out
the day that Novak
made the house call.

Well, that must've been
a tense situation.

Wasn't his wife
also his partner
in the dermatology practice?

Yes. He destroys
her home life,
jeopardizes her livelihood.

Double motive.

She was at the office
at the time of his death.

Could've hired someone.

Easier lead to follow
than the painfully
obvious one.

Family member
of one of his victims.

I don't want to make
these people relive

what that sick bastard
did to their kids.

[Phone ringing]

Cragen.

They're standing right here.

That's impossible.

They're on their way.

(Munch)
Six-year-old girl went missing
around 9:00 a.m.

Courtney Jones.
The mother had to be sedated.

Newlands got killed
around 9:00. Can't be him.

He lives
a couple of blocks away.

He could have
grabbed her earlier.

That's not part of his MO.

That's definitely
his signature.

What's that?

A stirrer
that dispenses honey.

You find them
in your upper end cafes.

Yeah, I found it in the trash
over here by this bench.

(Benson)
It could have been anybody
sipping tea.

We interviewed
all the mothers.

Couple of them
put a man sitting right here.

Caucasian, late 30s.
No tea.

Well, we didn't
attack her here.

There's no privacy.

And what's... what's
with the honey?

Excitement. That straw
was sucked dry.

The taste alone
was enough to trigger
his memory of past assaults.

Let's send
this thing to the lab.

See if the saliva
matches Newlands' DNA.

Any chance
the girl's still alive?

Well, we've been
through his apartment.

He didn't take her there.

He wouldn't have.
It's too risky.

He was facing
a long prison sentence.

This was
his last hurrah.

Maybe something on him will
tell us where he took her.

Warner should be starting
the autopsy now.

What are you doing?

Digging.

For treasure.

What's that?

Some kind of tube.

What for?

I have no idea.

There's blood in it.

How'd it get in there?

He's a doctor.
Maybe he did it himself.

How?

He could have
given himself a local,

inserted the tube,
and stitched himself back up.

Why would he do that?

To beat a paternity test.

(Benson)
Son of a bitch.

Newlands was the father
of Brianna's baby.

He put somebody else's blood
in that tube.

Hold on a minute, hold on.

You have professional people
taking blood out of his arm.

Wouldn't they notice that?

You only have to roll
your sleeve up to the elbow.

The scar would've been hidden.

Thought I'd seen everything.

This puts him back
on killing Brianna
and that baby.

If that's not his blood,
he didn't rape Molly Stratton.

No. Whosever blood
he stole did.

And that's the guy
that's still out there
with Courtney Jones.

So in order to beat
a murder rap,

Newlands used
someone else's blood.

Just happens to
be our pedophile's.

The honey rapist reads
about the trial,

whacks him.

Newlands must've known
the rapist's real identity.

He could've turned him in
at any time.

Why didn't he?

Newlands turns in
his own blood to clear himself
of child molestation,

we get him
on double homicide.

He was screwed.
He knew he didn't rape
those two girls.

He just couldn't figure out
a way to prove it.

Okay, the first day
of the trial,

he panics,
he doesn't show.

He calls his lawyer
to tell him the truth.

Unfortunately,
dead men don't talk.

So how are we going
to find the honey rapist?

Well, one thing
we know for sure.

Newlands had access
to his blood.

It's one of his patients.

Who's experiencing
a new-found sense of freedom

now that everyone thinks
he's dead.

And he grabs another girl.

But he can't lay off
the honey.

It's a compulsion.

He didn't use it
in his usual way.

He never dreamed
we'd make the connection.

He doesn't know we have.

If he's gonna keep up
his charade,

he's gonna
have to kill this girl.

We've got to subpoena
Newlands' patient list.

Let's see if the widow
can save us some time.

I don't know where to start.

25 percent of our patients
are male.

But how many have
blood work done?

Not the dermabrasions,
acne treatments, resurfacing.

None of these.

I lied for him.

The day he killed her,

he was already gone
when I woke up.

Ma'am, it's got to be
one of his patients

and we really need
that name.

He probably took
the blood sample

the same day
he put the tube in.

He told me he cut himself.

I remember exactly
when that happened.

It was our
daughter's birthday.

The 18th.

It was right after Brianna
first contacted him.

Nothing.

I know that was the day.

What about your patients?

Did you take
any blood that day?

Just when I thought
that bastard

screwed me over
every way possible.

Who is he?

Peter Nestler.

Botox and collagen.
He's in his 30s,

but panics whenever
he sees a wrinkle.

Okay, why do you think
it's him?

He had a small melanoma
on his back.

I did a workup to make sure
it hadn't spread.

He's the only one I took
blood from that week.

Police!

Nestler!

(SWAT officer #1)
Bathroom's clear.

(SWAT officer #2)
Clear over here.

(Stabler)
Kitchen's clear.

(Benson)
Here, too.

He's definitely our guy.

Sick freak.

(Novak)
Any sign of Courtney Jones?

What are you doing here?

Search warrant.

No, really,
you here to supervise us?

I'm not here
to make sure you can do it.

I'm here to see if I can.

Kiddie porn.
Closet's full.

(Novak)
That doesn't tell us
where he is.

What is she doing here?

He's a fisherman.

Plugs, poppers, reels loaded
with 50-pound test.

It's rust.
He fishes salt water.

He's got a boat. Honey Do.

"Peter Nestler on his boat,
the Honey Do,

caught a 40-pound striper."

(Stabler)
Where?

City Island. Looks like
he's got a slip there.

There's his boat.

You stay here.

Elliot. Half-way down.

Got him.

Yo, Nestler.

Don't move.

Police!

[Nestler grunting]

I'll take the boat.

[Nestler coughing]

Where is she?
The girl. Where is she?

Next time you go down
you're not coming back up.

Help me. Somebody!

[Screaming]

Courtney.

Elliot.

Elliot, Casey's got her.
She was in the cooler.

Come on.

[Sputtering]

Is she okay?

She's alive.

Okay.

[Knocking on door]

Got a minute?

When you rescue
a little girl, you get two.

Have a seat.

I can't do it.

Sure you can.

Just bend your knees
and let gravity take over.

That's not
what I'm talking about.

I know.

I want out.

Why?

When you've got a slam dunk
in your very first case?

I can't let go of what that
little girl went through.

I was watching you
for this job

when you were
in white collar.

Knew you were tough,

but wasn't sure
you were the right person.

I'm not.

The fact that it effects you
like this tells me

my first instincts were right.

What are you
talking about?

This case
was the ultimate test.

And you passed
with flying colors.

But I don't want it.

You will.

[Phone ringing]