All language subtitles for Law and Order SVU.S15E11.HDTV.x264-LOL

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.

How much longer, La Hoya?

You know we due at Liv's.

You can go on ahead.

Nah, I'll chill.

How many more times
do we got to celebrate

this damn sergeant's exam?

Hey, she earned it.

And I don't like it.

You know, they're not gonna
let her supervise us.

That means she's gonna be
transferred.

Rollins...

Would you do the honors?

You mean "pour"?

- Yeah. Wow.
- Brussels sprouts

- are delicious.
- You know, I'm glad

that somebody thought so.

I mean, these cops...
If it doesn't come

in a takeout container,
it's not food.

Oh, well, you're very sweet
to invite me.

Where's Brian tonight?

He's undercover...
Again.

Well, he was there for you
during the trial.

I mean, that's what counts.

Yeah.

Keep it coming, girl.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Mmhmm.

That's what I'm talking about.

How long we have to stay here?

Just let me make a toast, Fin,

and then you can
rush home to...

Whatever it is
you rush home to.

You want some more?

- No, I'm good.
- Nick, come on.

Don't you get tired of being
the choir boy?

Choir boy?

Good.

Okay, everybody.

All right, now, come on.
Listen up.

I know that everybody's
been worried

about all the changes at 1PP.

The new mayor has his agenda,

but we don't make the rules.
We follow them.

Is this a toast or a memorial?

And the good news is
that so many people

are leaving the department
because of these changes

that 1PP can't spare
a new sergeant for our unit.

So they have agreed
to let detective...

I mean sergeant Benson
stay on at SVU.

- Sweet.
- Okay.

Beautiful.

- That's beautiful.
- Hallelujah.

Congratulations.

Congrats.

- Sarge.
- I'll drink to that.

You drive?

Yeah.

Can I drop you somewhere?

Yeah, just the "F" train
on sixth.

That okay?

Yeah, sure.

Liv's our new sarge.
That's cool.

Better than having to teach
some baby-faced boss the ropes.

They gonna give you
a new partner?

How would I know?

No one tells me anything.
It's the NYPD.

I know, right?

Never yielding perpetual
dickaround.

I hadn't heard that one.
You make that up?

Police! Stop!

Stop!

Hey, hey, hey!

Are you all right?

- Stop!
- What's going down?

Hey, that kid...
We saw him do a deal.

I think he's got a gun.

Okay, call it in.
I'll back up his partner.

No, I'll go!
I'll go.

Wait, you saw a gun?

Partner did.

1013.
Officer injured.

We're on the 500 block
of west 55th street,

and we've got a plainclothes
officer in pursuit.

Perp may have a gun.

NYPD! Which way?

Adonde fueron?

- He didn't do nothing.
- Move!

Drop the gun and kick it
to me now!

- J'ai rien fait...
- What do you got?

Suspect has a gun.

- End of the hall.
- Alone?

Backed up against
the last door.

Saw him reach in his jacket,
and I took cover.

J'ai rien fait...

I said drop the gun!
Kick it away.

- J'ai pas un flingue!
- Shut up

- and just drop the gun!
- He doesn't speak English.

Leave that boy alone.

- I said back out now!
- Get her out.

I'm going in.
No, wait, stop!

- Stay down.
- Damn it!

Okay, come on, come on,
come on.

You okay?

I'm shot.

What the hell happened?

She's shot.

All right, keep pressure
on it, okay?

She's all right.
Backup's coming.

Keep your hands where
I can see them.

Mains! Show me le mains!

- Put your hands up.
- Get your hands up.

- Move away.
- Over here, sir.

Hands up.

Ma'am?
Ma'am, over here.

Secure the gun.

Get your hands up.
Get your hands up.

Where's the gun?
Where's the gun?

I don't see it.

Sucking chest wound.
Call it in.

Yusef!
Yusef! Yusef!

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We searched the apartment,
the stairs, the streets...

- We are missing a gun.
- Bag his hands for GSR.

He just shot a cop.

Come on, come on, come on,
let's go.

Nice triage.

You saved his life.

What is that?

It just fell out of his coat.

It's khat.
East African amphetamine.

Somali pirates use it
to make themselves fearless.

That's why he ran,
why he had the gun.

With that amount,
small-time dealer.

Who's the other shooter?

I am.

Captain Howard. We've met.

- Detective Amaro, SVU.
- I'm detective Rollins.

You saved my guys.
Thank you.

I didn't know that SVU
was working my precinct.

No, we're not.
We came upon the scene.

We saw officer Dragin
get hit by a cab.

Officer McKenna gave chase.
I ran to back her up.

She rushed in, got shot,
and I fired to cover her.

How is she?

She lost some blood.
She'll be okay.

I hate to ask,
but I'm gonna need your weapon.

You know the drill.

You'll be escorted
to the hospital,

complete workup, blood alcohol.

It was a good shoot.

Kid was armed?
Find the weapon.

Nick, Nick, you okay?

Yeah.

Blood's not mine.

What happened?

Rollins and I ran into a mess.

Uni chasing a dealer.
He shoots her.

I shot him.

- Lucky for her you were there.
- Where is Rollins?

Doing a grid search.
The gun's still missing.

- Somebody may have dumped it.
- Precinct captain arrive yet?

Yeah, captain Howard.

That's my old lieutenant
from narcotics.

That's good. We know her.

Okay, even so, Amaro,
don't say anything to anybody

until your delegate shows up,
all right?

Come on, I'm going to
the hospital with you.

You two stay.
Find that gun.

Come on.

I had to shoot.
She was down.

You don't need to explain it
to me, Nick.

In fact, you might not want to.
Nothing's privileged.

I'm not sure
that boy's gonna make it.

Let's let the doctors worry
about that.

- Fin.
- Captain.

- Detective.
- Hey.

Wow, what,
the whole squad show up?

We were with Amaro and Rollins
before the incident.

So you didn't actually see
the chase or the shooting?

- No.
- Good.

Then I can put you to work.

I speak some French.
I can talk to the parents.

No, the translator's
on its way.

- Thanks.
- Okay.

You guys can't be
primary investigators,

but while we're waiting
on warrants,

you guys can canvass
for the gun.

Hey, big problem.

The window's open,
and it looks like

there's an older brother
that's missing.

Yeah, Berko Barre.
17.

He's got a sheet for peddling
without permits,

dealing khat.

- Well known to my squad.
- It's a couple stories down.

He went out the window
with the gun?

- You'll just feel a stick.
- Yeah.

Detective Amaro,
Didi Denzler, your delegate.

That the tox screen?

It's okay.
Look, I just had a couple...

Nurse, hold off on that.

I need to take his blood.

It's police business.
Confidential.

Technically, nothing you say
to me is privileged,

but if we're alone,
that's less of an issue.

It was two glasses of wine.

Did you eat dinner tonight?

Not a lot.

And I worked out earlier.

Why don't we review
the process?

Number one, you should speak

to the department
psychologist asap.

You know, let her take
my blood. I'm fine.

As I was saying, psychologist.

For now, we go over
all the details,

and we pray that somebody
finds that gun.

And that the kid lives.

He's what, 16?

They're claiming 14.

Captain.

Tucker. Brian.

2-7's got this
under control.

Not anymore.

The new mayor
and his commissioner believe

only IAB can conduct
an independent investigation.

Really? Is that anytime
a cop fires

or only when
a teenage black kid gets shot?

- That's a good question.
- Brian, you here as a friend?

He's on duty.
Cassidy's training at IAB now.

This will be his chance
to show me

he can conduct
an unbiased investigation.

- I'm just here to do my job.
- You do know what that means?

Our new mayor is looking for a
poster boy for excessive force.

IAB is here to serve up Amaro
as the sacrificial lamb.

The only one who was
sacrificed was Yusef.

Reverend Curtis,
that was quick.

Word travels fast when NYPD
shoots an unarmed boy.

Yeah, reverend,
you can dial it back.

We're still trying
to determine what happened.

We know exactly what happened.

You can't stop and frisk
anymore,

so now you shoot to stop.

This was
not racially motivated.

I thought we hadn't yet
determined what happened.

You know, the whole city
is watching you and the mayor.

He wants to see
if you'll whitewash

this shooting like
all the others.

Reverend, I wouldn't
waste your time with us.

- The cameras are down the hall.
- What's going on?

- How's Amaro?
- I don't know.

Liv, I'm here as IA.

Oh, so we can't talk.

Okay.

So we're good to go?

You got my card.

I'm your delegate 24/7.
You need a lawyer.

We've got it covered.
Thank you so much.

The other cop's okay?

She's fine, but it's
a circus out there.

IAB, press, reverend Curtis,
enough brass for a band,

so I'm gonna get you out
the back door.

You're here,
so they found the gun.

No.

Older brother's still missing.

How's the boy?

Saved his life.

- So he made it?
- Yeah.

Except one of
the bullets hit his spine.

Doctors don't know what
that means yet.

Yeah, they do.

Kid may be paralyzed.

Doctor said Amaro
saved his life.

The family may not see it
that way.

Yusef... does he at least have
a record?

Ah, minor bust.

Street peddling
native art from Djibouti.

But his brother, Berko...
He's the bad apple.

Assaults, dealing.

So Yusef was working
for his brother

holding the gun,
saw the cops, bolted.

Problem is the only person
who saw the gun so far

was the female uni McKenna.

I mean, we did a grid search
for two blocks.

We got warrants
on the neighbors.

Clean.

His brother took it.
Find him, find the gun.

If he's stupid.

Or we're lucky.

He's a dealer.
He has known associates.

Put some pressure unofficially.

I paralyzed a child, father.

I heard.

The guilt must be a burden.

No, no, that's the thing.

According to my training,
I did everything

the way I was supposed to.

And according
to your conscience?

Tell me why you feel guilty.

Was there hatred in your heart?

No, I was trying to protect
the other officer.

Then why do you feel guilt?

I had a few drinks.

And this affected what you did?

No, but they'll think it did.

They'll say I shot him
because I was impaired

or because he's black.

So it's your pride
that's wounded.

I did everything right.

And yet God didn't give you
the results

you expected or deserved.

God planned for me
to paralyze Yusef?

No one knows God's plans.

Maybe one lesson you can learn
from this

is why pride is a sin.

Officer McKenna, good to see
you up and around.

I was just grazed.
My first time.

Yeah, it's tough.
Now all the questions.

My delegate told me
not to answer.

The thing is...
IAB is going after Amaro hard.

They think it was his gun
that shot Yusef.

- And the kid's gun is gone.
- You did see it in his hand?

When he was making the deal,
I saw a flash of metal.

Then in the hallway, I got hit
by a bullet that he fired.

What'd you see after that?

Kept my head down
until detective Amaro

pulled me to safety.

Maybe the woman
with the cell phone

got something as we ran in.

- What woman?
- I don't know.

Middle age, cop hater.

Detective Amaro told her
to get back,

but she just kept recording.

Detective.

Why is internal affairs here?

I've been made aware
of a bigger picture,

and we all agree that IAB
will take the lead.

In other words
1PP already knows

where they want this to end up.

Under the circumstances,
we will be exercising

my client's right
not to self-incriminate.

Detective Amaro's free to go,

but given the pressure
on this case

and the absence of a gun,

might be in his best interest
to talk to us.

I have nothing to hide.

Good.

Detective Cassidy, you're up.

- He's gonna question me?
- And I'll supervise.

Is that a problem?

Did you I.D. yourself
to the suspect, detective?

I joined in a hot pursuit
by uniformed police officers.

From my precinct.

When you thought you trapped
the suspect,

did you try and talk him down?

Did you wait for backup?

Officer McKenna
rushed the suspect.

Shots were fired.
She shouted she'd been hit.

I needed to protect her.

So you maintain that
the suspect was armed.

You see him holding the gun?

Did I stick my head
around the corner

to see if it got blown off?
No, I didn't need to.

Officer McKenna was hit.
Shots were flying.

Go look at the holes
in the wall.

Yeah, we're doing just that.

Continuing.
Earlier in the evening,

you were at a dinner party
where drinks were served.

You mean
at Cassidy's apartment.

After you were taken
to the hospital,

you refused to let the nurse
take your blood right away.

Why is that?

Detective Amaro followed
procedure as per his delegate.

She asked for a moment.
It wasn't long.

Long enough to lower
blood alcohol content?

So at this party,

did you happen to notice
how many drinks

detective Amaro had?

I wasn't counting,
but he was sober.

You and detective Amaro
encountered

the officers in hot pursuit.

Yes, officer Dragin

told us that his partner
saw that the suspect was armed.

Detective Amaro
joined in pursuit,

and I called in
the 10-13.

So you didn't actually see
the gun.

No.

How many drinks did
you serve detective Amaro?

I didn't serve him.

Don't be cute, detective.

Was he served
at your apartment?

Maybe two glasses of wine
over the course of two hours,

and he ate dinner.

When he left the party,
he was unimpaired.

They'll ask you that
on the stand.

Would you say
the same thing under oath?

So Amaro's going to be charged?

Tucker let it slip that
he wants it to go to trial.

It's not Tucker's call.
Regime change.

What, so their first act
is to crucify Amaro?

Nick.

You sure you should be here?

I called him.

- He needs to see this.
- See what?

A concerned citizen
posted the shooting

on eyes-on-cops.

NYPD. Which way?
Adonde fueron?

- That way.
- He didn't do nothing.

Move!

There's nothing there.

Here's the problem.

- J'ai rien fait...
- I said drop the gun!

Kick it away!

- J'ai pas un flingue.
- Speak English!

- Leave that boy alone.
- I said back out now!

Get her out!
Going in.

No, wait. Stop!

Stay down. Stay down.

After that,
the recording's useless.

Before that, it's B.S.

And what I said was,
"he doesn't speak English."

She edited this.
I'm being set up.

She posted it anonymously,

and eyes-on-cops hides
behind the first amendment,

so it might take a while
to get the original.

Don't worry, Nick.

We'll find the full clip,
or we'll find her.

Amaro, we've been
looking for you.

He's already told you
everything he knows.

Here's something
he doesn't know.

Cassidy.

Yusef barre
had no gunshot residue

on his hands or his clothing.

The only shots fired came from

officer McKenna's gun
and yours.

This "third" gun
you and your squad

are unofficially looking for...

You can stop now.
It was never fired.

But McKenna was shot.

By a ricochet from her own gun.

Officer McKenna
admitted that her finger

was on the trigger
when she tripped.

Just hold up.

Detective Amaro believed that

a fellow officer
had been shot by the perp.

- He was trying to save her life.
- Maybe.

But officer McKenna's refusing
to cooperate in any way.

One more thing.

Detective Amaro had
a blood alcohol content of .049.

Almost two hours
after the shooting...

Which means you were
possibly impaired

when the shooting occurred.

As a courtesy,
you'll have until 9:00 am

tomorrow morning
to turn yourself in.

You're arresting him
before he's indicted?

This is a farce.

Better get your affairs
in order, detective.

The D.A. has rushed
to overcharge this,

And detective Amaro is a
dedicated career officer.

We request release
on his own recognizance.

Not in my court.

Given the serious nature
of the charges,

I will set bail at $500,000.

What?

Is this punitive or political?

Bailiff, next case.

They want me in jail.

They know I don't have
that kind of money.

You own your home, right?

With my wife.
We're separated.

She'll have to sign off on it.

Detective, this way.

Come on.
Order.

- This way, detective.
- Detective!

Order!

Detective Amaro,
turn around, come on.

All eyes are on
the new administration.

During the campaign,
they pledged

to change NYPD's culture
of racism and brutality.

This will be a test case
of those promises.

It's a hell of a show.
They're railroading him.

Nick's lawyer
sees the big picture.

He listens to her,
he's gonna be okay.

This might help.

Yusef's brother Berko
stopped by the hospital

to check in on him.

- Unis are holding him now.
- Did they call IAB?

No, I kind of told 'em
to sit tight

on Berko till we got there.

- Kinda?
- Nice work.

So go talk to him.

See if he knows anything
that can help us.

We know Yusef was selling
khat for you.

Yusef delivered for me.
That's it.

He never sold.
He didn't own a gun.

Why'd he run?

Because you people chased him.

Because every time we talk
to police, we get in trouble.

Permits, fines,
any excuse to mess with us.

Why would anyone talk to you?

Why'd you run?

They shot my brother.

Wouldn't you run too?

Hey.

Come on in.

Hi, Zara.

- Cesaria.
- Hi, Olivia.

Daddy, I want to play.

I need to talk to Olivia
about work.

You know, I'd offer you
a drink,

but they might say
you're impaired.

How you doing?

Great.

I mean,
there's wanted posters up

for me as a kid killer.

I had to put my house up
as collateral.

That thrilled Maria.

And you have Zara
to take care of.

I want her here.

My mother will take her down
to D.C.

once the trial starts.

Nick, we're gonna figure
this out.

We shouldn't have to.

What does that mean?

Your boyfriend.

Is he enjoying this?

Nick, this is politics.
Brian hates this.

- He's caught in the middle.
- Does he?

And leaking IAB files
and sandbagging me in the press?

- That's what, bonus points?
- If you're gonna be paranoid,

then you need to think
a lot bigger than this.

1PP is hanging you out to dry.

- They're making you the fall guy.
- Whatever you say.

Nick, all of us have your back.

Down! Get down!

Zara? You okay?

Si, si, si!
Zara, you all right?

We have a 10-13.

Shots fired
at 2022 Boiler Avenue.

Copy that.
Backup's on its way.

NYPD! Stop!

I said stop!

Hands up! Follow him!

Follow him!
Don't move.

You two, put your hands up
where I can see 'em, okay?

Y'all goin' shoot us too?

Keep your hands up
where I can see 'em.

Now, you wanna tell me
what happened?

Nothing.
It's just a quiet night.

Yeah, we didn't see nothing.

They're lying.
Stop lying.

Maybe someone saw you
with a gun.

You shoot up my house
with my daughter inside!

Nick, I got this!
Back up. Back up.

- Back up!
- Do you? Cuff 'em now.

You heard your mama.
Go inside.

- Where's the gun?
- Nick?

You sure there was a gun?

Maybe you just imagined it.
Police.

You want to shoot me?
I'm standing right here.

He's got a bat!

Back.

Put the bat down.

It's okay.

We're on the job.
On the job.

With a bat.
Y'all hit us.

- Police brutality.
- Nick.

Okay.

They found a .22 in the
sewer grate down the block.

Bringing two of
the three kids in.

- Well, what's the point?
- If the slug's a match...

The shooter got away.
They wiped the prints.

The precinct's got this.

Captain, I called him in.

Nick, I had to.

But they shot
through my window.

They could have killed
my mother, my daughter.

I appreciate your anger,
detective,

but you can't go
after civilians

with a baseball bat.

Oh, but they could shoot at me?

Nick, stop.

Lieutenant,
they shot at his daughter.

I understand that,

but I still have to investigate
the incident.

That's great.
Just keep doing your job.

How much are you making now?

Tucker, will you please
give us a minute?

Amaro, for what it's worth,

I would have done
the same thing you did...

Or worse.

We got to get you
and your family out of here.

Yeah, I'm on it, captain.

My mother will take Zara
home tonight

and to D.C. in the morning.

Yeah, and what about you?

I'm good here.

Nick.

Nick, why don't you
come home with me?

With you and Cassidy?

No way.

Nick, he's never home.

Okay?
We have a comfortable couch.

Why don't you just try it out
for a few days?

Please.

Look, Maria, just listen.

Wait.

No, I get it.

What?

She wants sole custody,
at least until my case is over.

Oh, Nick, I'm sorry.
That's...

That's tough.

Well, I mean,
I can't argue with her.

It's safer for Zara.

But if I get convicted,

I'm gonna have to ask Maria

to bring Zara up
for prison visits.

Nick, don't catastrophize...

I'm wapapast that.

And I'm thinking...
I should cut a deal.

Nick.

You know who I miss right now?
Munch.

We all do.

Who am I gonna talk to,
my lawyer, the NYPD shrink?

Why don't you pick up
the phone and call him?

Hi, babe.

Hey.

Hi, Nick.

You okay?

Your daughter...
I heard about the shooting.

She's shaken up, but fine.

That's good.

That's real good.

Thanks.

Let me know
if you need anything.

That was Munch.

He thinks I should
just take a plea...

Get this over with.

He said that?

He said just because
I'm paranoid

doesn't mean
I don't have enemies.

Well, that sounds like Munch.

You're a good cop.

Good cops make enemies.

Wait, so you agree?

If I can keep my pension,
I should just take it and run?

Nick, I can't make
this decision for you,

but have you thought
about what your life

would be like
without your badge?

Yeah, I don't know.

Have you?

I could move to D.C.

I'd be closer to Zara,
pick up security work.

Yeah, as long
as this doesn't stick to you.

Oh, yeah,
I'm damned either way.

I wish I could say NYPD
looks out for its own...

But I'm not gonna lie to you.

Ms. Calhoun.

It's good to meet you
in person.

I've heard a lot about you.
Counselor.

Detective Amaro,
it's good to see you again.

How's that son of yours?

All good.

Shall we get to it?

Yeah, it's a tragic
situation for everyone.

In view of
the current environment,

my client is willing
to plead guilty

to misdemeanor reckless
endangerment.

He is willing to leave
the department,

keeping his pension
and no jail time.

That's okay,
but given the circumstances,

I can't just let him walk.

He'll have to serve at least
a year's probation.

He's willing to do that
as long as there's

no felony charge on his record.

That may be an issue.

Excuse me?

There's a sentiment

he should plead guilty
to a hate crime.

A hate crime?

Well, that bumps it up
to a felony.

Where's this coming from,
reverend Curtis?

I'm not a racist.

- Nick, easy.
- You shot a black 14-year-old.

You went aerer two black kids

on the street
with a baseball bat.

That's it. I'm done.

You may think so, detective,

but honestly
I'm just getting started.

This had nothing to do
with hate.

Do you seriously think
you can count on a jury

knowing what was in your heart?

This is why I like
defending criminals.

They are much less trusting.

I won't admit to something
I didn't do.

If that's pride, so be it.

The grand jury's gonna indict me
either way.

Officer McKenna, did detective
Amaro ididentify himself?

He flashed his shield,

but he didn't verbally
identify himself.

And after you accidentally
fired your weapon,

what happened next?

He immediately started firing.

I was about to draw
the detective's blood

when his delegate asked me
to leave the room.

They let you back
in 40 minutes later,

and even with that delay,

his blood alcohol content was...

.049

Well, that's just under .05,

which is legally impaired,
is it not?

Yes, it is.

So the night in question,
you volunteered

to aid officer McKenna,

but detective Amaro,
despite having had a few drinks,

overruled you
and insisted he'd go.

Yes.

Have you ever known him
to use excessive force?

- No.
- Are you aware

he physically assaulted a man he
suspected was sleeping with his wife?

I can't comment on that.

You've ever known
the detective to overreact?

No that I can recal.

- How bad was it?
- It's a grand jury.

Strauss can say things that
he can't say in a courtroom.

Just making insinuations,
that's all.

So it was bad.

We should get you out of here.

He testifies, I'm indicted.

Maybe I should plead
to the hate crime.

I said before
I can't tell you what to do,

but you take their plea,

you won't be able to live
with yourself.

Come on, let's go.

Testifying before a grand jury
that's investigating you,

that's a cardinal sin.

Look, Strauss can ask you
anything he wants,

and it all can be used
against you.

We can put you on the stand
at trial.

I don't want to be indicted
for a crime I didn't commit.

I want the grand jurors
to hear my side.

I can't be in there with you.

Don't worry about it.
It's not on you.

- You sure about this, Nick?
- Yeah.

I am.

So in spite
of your blood alcohol content

and the fact you shot
an unarmed boy,

you still maintain you did
everything right?

There was
a female officer down.

I did what I was trained to do.

- A female officer.
- An officer.

The other times you fired
your weapon,

it's been in defense
of a female officer as well,

hasn't it?
When a woman is in danger,

do you feel compelled
to rescue her

to the point where reason
goes out the window?

I made the only decision
I could under the circumstances.

Yeah, well, let's review
those circumstances.

After having had
a couple glasses of wine,

you gave chase without
identifying yourself.

Then when officer McKenna
went around the corner,

tripped and shot herself,
you determined

without any visual confirmation

that she'd been fired upon.

Then without looking,

you poked your gun
around the wall

and started firing.

Without looking, yes?

- Yes.
- How many rounds?

I fired until I ascertained
the shooting had stopped.

But you were
the only one shooting.

What you mean is you fired
until you stopped firing.

Look, I couldn't know
those bullets were ricocheting.

The hall was an echo chamber.

Bullets fly,
and an officer down...

I mean, it's easy for you
to judge in hindsight.

It took CSU 24 hours
to figure out

what you expect for me
to have figured out

in that moment.

Do you think it would
have been any easier

for you to figure it out
if you hadn't been drinking...

Or if officer McKenna
had been chasing

a 14-year-old white girl?

No further questions.

You can step down,
detective Amaro.

Excuse me?

We can ask something, right?

Sure, go ahead.

Detective, do you think

it would have made
a difference that night

if you hadn't been drinking?

Ma'am, my judgment
was not impaired.

What if,
like the prosecutor said,

it had been a 14-year-old
white girl?

I didn't shoot Yusef
because he's black.

So you honestly think
you did everything right?

There's no right way
to shoot a 14-year-old boy,

cripple him,
and put him in a wheelchair.

I've always prided myself

on following my training

and my professionalism
and respect for the law.

Since that night,
I've been struggling

to reconcile
how doing everything right

could lead to such
a horribly wrong result.

And yet...

If I were in
that situation again,

I'd do the same thing.

And do I regret it?

Yes.

Yes, ma'am, I do.

Hey.

You want to go take a walk?

Calhoun says it's a quick vote.
It only takes 13 to indict.

You were right, counselor.
It was a mistake.

No, I was wrong.

Ten voted to indict,
eight didn't.

You are free to go.

Well, for how long?

- They'll just charge me again.
- No.

I'll tell the press
the D.A. overreached.

The mayor and the commissioner
will trip all over their...

Ties walking away from this.

Thank you, Rita.

Yeah.

So...

What do you say we get
the hell out of here?

- Yeah.
- Come on.

Just give me a minute.

Now's not the time, officer.

Not the time.

Welcome back, detective.

What does 1PP want?

Well, after two days
of negotiating,

you're looking
at a command discipline,

anger management,
and mandatory retraining

to be done using vacation days.

And for the moment,
you're on desk duty.

Until when?

Well, until Benson
says you're not.

What are you talking about?

All right, everybody,
listen up, please.

I didn't want to announce
this until

Nick's situation got resolved,

but it's done, and so am I.

I'm leaving.

What?

Now?

Hey, is this part of the deal?
Was this their pound of flesh?

- Because if it is...
- No, no, no. No.

This is my call.

Where you gonna go, captain?

Around the world, actually.

Eileen has two tickets
for a six-month cruise,

and I have enough
accrued leave to take me

through
my mandatory retirement date.

If I stay, I make less
than if I leave.

Cap, cruise.
Okay.

If anyone's earned it...

I'm proud of my time here.

And I'm honored and grateful
to have worked

with the finest unit
of detectives I've ever known.

Nick, you're gonna get
through all this.

You're too good a cop
and too good a man not to.

Amanda, I was never sorry that
I brought you up from Atlanta.

I would do it again.

And Fin.
What can I say?

For a guy who never should
have been an SVU detective,

you're okay.

Right back at you, captain.

Nobody could ever take
your place.

Well, for the meantime,
detective Benson will.

She's ready.

Now, it's not easy going
from player to coach,

so don't bust her chops.

But if they do,
you bust 'em right back.

- We should throw you a party.
- I don't like parties.

This is good.

Um...

Word of advice?

Oh, please.

I gave my whole life to NYPD,

and I forgot to live my own.

Me and Eileen...

It's a hail Mary.

It's a shot at happiness.

You know, people used to say
this to me all the time,

and I never understood
what they meant...

But take care of yourself.

You deserve it.

Oh, and Olivia...

Do something with the place,
will you?

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