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The following story is fictional and
does not depict any actual person or event.

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.

Patty.

Patty.

So... I'm gonna go.

Yup.

I'm sorry Patty.
We're just...

We bring out the worst in each other.

Thanks Dr. Phil.

I love you.

Sometimes love's not enough.

Oh my God.

Go!

Tommy?

Hello.

Tommy...?

Hello.

- (Hello)
- Damn it, Berretta, you jerk.

(Pretty Bird)

Let you out again.

Mrs. Clifford.

- Berretta escaped again.
- (Hello)

God, it's disgusting in here.

- Mrs. Clifford.
- (Hello)

- I'm putting him back in.
- (Pretty Bird)

There you go.

Okay, so I'm gonna take off.

Just... make sure that door is closed.
Otherwise...

No signs of forced entry,
two bodies in the kitchen.

Looks like he got'em
before breakfast.

Simon Clifford, 47,
dead about five hours.

Deep cut across the throat
probably attacked from behind.

Check out the shallow wound
beneath his chin.

Hesitation mark.

It's from the blade.

Most likely from a
Guthook hunting knife.

- Typically used for butchering.
- Umm... lovely.

Lyla Clifford was on the run.
Cut's not nearly as clean.

Perp probably cut the husband
by surprise,

wife saw what happened,
tried to get away.

The third victim
wasn't cut at all.

Amy Clifford, 16.

Signs of sexual assault
but no semen or spermicide.

Either he couldn't get it up,
or got scared off.

He choked her.

Each one of them
up close and personal.

He's some killer.

I'll show you the kid's room.

Ryan age 9, Rebecca age 7.
Never showed up for school today.

No blood, no bodies...

Nobody knows where they are.

Sure we do.

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Law & Order SVU
7x19. Fault

ORIGINAL AIR DATE ON NBC: 2006/04/04
DVDrip Sync by JEREMY 2009

We got these from the school.

They're the most recent pictures
of Ryan or Rebecca.

We'll release them to the media,
all bridges and tunnels around manhattan.

Amber alert's already gone out.

What else we got?

Family's lived here seven years.
Turning out pretty sketchy.

Mom and dad, both popped
for drug possession.

Oldest son in Sing Sing
for armed robbery.

We'll get a list
of known associates.

Sounds like it's gonna be a long one.

Well, we're tracking down
the relatives.

There's none local,
so phones and cells are being dumped.

O'Halleron's trying
to get your attention.

Check this out.

See the depression in the soil?

Made by the same pair of
heavy-soled boots or shoes.

Looks like hundreds of prints
in a tight circle.

So he's been standing here for a while.

Yeah, and look what I got
a perfect view of.

Ryan and Rebecca's bedroom.

At night, lights on inside,
it's a free show.

Captain!

This is Mr. Schwarz.
He's a super of the building.

He knew Lyla's first husband
and the kid's real dad.

So Simon Clifford was
their stepfather? / Right.

Married Lyla last fall,

but they shacked up right after
Glenn moved out.

Glenn Portney, split two years ago.
Big custody fight.

To this day, they're still fighting.

"This is my weekend.", "No, no, no."
"This is my weekend"

- Glenn ever get violent with her?
- They both did.

Yelling out in the street
three in the morning.

Did you see him around this morning?

No, but he was 'round
a night before last.

They fight then?

He threatened to kill her.

But he does that on a regular basis.

- I didn't do this.
- Prove it Glenn.

How could I?

Amy?

I would never do anything to her.

But you'd kill your ex?

- That was just talk.
- That's big talk Glenn.

You said you were gonna kick her
head in, and dump her in the East River.

I was angry.

She wanted to move the kids
to Florida.

So you slit her throat
instead of kicking her head in.

No! I was never gonna do anything.

They make you crazy.
They know which buttons to push.

Death threats are a little extreme.

She was letting a drug addict
raise my kids.

Please, do you have any idea
where Ryan and Rebecca are?

Why don't you tell us?

Search my house,
do what ever you want.

Oh, God...

I've gotta tell my son Calvin.

It's been taken care of.

Sing Sing Prison Interview Room
Ossing, New York
Tuesday, March 28

I'm very sorry for your losses, Calvin.
Now we need your help.

Who would do this?

We were hopin' you'd have some idea.

You makin' friends inside?

- Why?
- Cuz friends come with enemies.

You think somebody in here did this?

It only takes a phonecall.
You in the Arian Nation?

No. / I've already seen an 88
on your wrist brother Calvin.

8th letter of the alphabet.
H.H. Heil Hitler.

Look, I like my ass the way it is,
so I gotta fall in with somebody.

You know, the Arians are killing more of
their own than anybody else these days.

Nice knowin' you Adolf.

I don't know what else to do, okay?

You don't know how it is in here.

Nobody's gonna protect me.

I mostly keep to myself.

I know I didn't piss anyone off
enough to kill my family.

I got no reason to lie about that.

Okay, how about acquaintances
of your mother and stepdad?

He's not my stepdad.

But he's scum so he probably
hangs out with scum.

When's the last time
you talked to your brother and sister?

A week ago.
To Rebecca.

- And I think something was wrong.
- Why?

She answered the phone
in the middle of the school day.

I asked her why she wasn't in school,
she said they sent her home.

Mom was... real weird about it.

Something bad happened,
but she wouldn't say what.

Rebecca didn't do anything wrong.

She was sent home because she was
upset about the man in the schoolyard.

What man?

Rebecca and her friends were
outside playing

when some man tried to talk to them.

I only found out about it
when one kid came and told me.

By the time I got there,
Rebecca was at the fence,

and he was...

- He was masturbating.
- Okay, so what did you do?

I pulled her away
and he ran off.

Security couldn't find him.

Several of the girls including
Rebecca were so upset

that the nurse sent them home.

The police said that I probably scared
them off and he wouldn't try again.

But I drew this just in case.

I'm the art teacher.

We should hire this woman.
That's the best sketch I've ever seen.

Precinct that caught the school case
posted'em all over the neighborhood.

They have no other leads. / All right,
get this out to the media right away.

They're basically waiting for him
to try the same tricks.

Well, I wish he would've.

Well, nobody would expect public indecency
to escalate into a triple homicide,

let alone a double kidnapping.

I mean, if this is our guy,
he's lost it.

Or he had nothing to lose.

Somebody cleared out
Lyla Clifford's bank account.

- How?
- ATM in midtown.

Account only had about sixty bucks in it,
so he'll be looking for more.

- How long ago?
- Bank said two hours.

Get that sketch out to the neighborhood.
See if anybody saw him.

Check the ATM security camera,
have the video enhanced.

Just got the footage right now.
Haven't even looked at it.

It's a security camera tape from the ATM
at the corner of 47th and 2nd.

This is the time code for when
the card was used. / Hold on.

Go back, go back.

There, at the bottom of the screen.

Right there.
Pause it.

Looks like a child.

Blond hair.

He made the boy Ryan use the ATMs.

Smart, he's too short for the camera.

Mom must have told him
the pin number.

Wish I could've shown you more.

Well, you've shown us that
one of the kids is alive. That helps.

Benson.

That was quick.

Made an ID on the sketch.

Outdoor Adventures
116 West 30th Street
Wednesday, March 29

I remembered him right away
cuz he bought this about a month ago.

Spying scope.
Eight. Top of the line.

Two grand.
Only sold three other.

Digital camera, auto focus,
telephoto lense.

What else did he buy?

A couple of kid's sleeping bags,
rope, and this hunting knife here.

High carbon stainless
with a guthook.

No background check required
on that I suppose.

Hey, cash or plastic,
and he opted for the latter.

And we check ID.

Thanks.

Victor Paul Gitano.

Arrested six weeks ago in Pennsylvania
for molesting a 9 year old girl,

subsequently skipped bail.

Registered as a sex offender for rape
of a child with serious bodily injury.

The sex offender status
was the result of a 1987 conviction

when he served 18 years
for raping a 12 year old boy.

Police!

He held a boy prisoner for 8 hours,
during which time he also tortured him.

Burned his body with cigarettes,

cut him with a hunting knife
and sodomized him.

Bedroom's clear!

Clear!

Clear.

Got somethin'.

Little girl was here.

We missed him.

Mr. Gitano has self-reported
that as a teenager,

he sexually assaulted more than
a dozen boys and girls, all strangers.

What are you reading?

Gitano's end of sentence
psychiatric evaluation.

He maxed out his prison time, Pennsylvania
was planning to civilly commit him.

Sexuality and inflicting pain
were fused for him at an early age.

He was a pedophile even back then.

Well, actually, I don't believe that
Gitano is a pedophile in a classic sense.

He's a sadist.

And I suspect that he chooses children
because they're just easier to control.

Tools of the trade.

Mr. Gitano is sexually excited
by violence.

Pornography does not interest him
unless it depicts pain.

This would be
Victor's version of Juggs?

Methods of torture
in the middle ages.

- In a manner of speaking.
- And look at these.

Surgery texts, autopsy books,
all depicting bodies being cut apart.

Who wrote out that evaluation?

Dr. Paula Greenfield with the Pennsylvania
Department of Corrections.

Gitano was in her treatment program
for sexual offenders

for nearly three years
before she kicked him out. / Why?

Mr. Gitano has demonstrated
no effort to stop his behavior.

He has refused to participate
in therapy, and,

expressed a desire to
continue his behavior upon release.

She just gave up?

Well, there was nothing she could've done
that would've made any difference.

Oh hey, here's something for you.

Commit the bastard.

He didn't fit the criteria.

She said he expressed a desire
to continue the behavior.

- That sounds like reoffendin' to me.
- Yes, but you see,

psychotherapy encourages you
to express your desires.

You have to admit your fantasies
without the fear of being

- punished as a part of the treatment.
- Well it's a bunch of BS.

Although there are grave concerns
Mr.Gitano is still a risk to the community,

there is insufficient evidence to indicate
he meets the criteria for civil commitment.

So she's practically begging the corrections
department to dig up more evidence.

Here's something.

The clothes he wore
to kill the Cliffords.

Maybe Paula Greenfield can
help us figure out his next move.

Office of Dr. Paula Greenfield
Yardley, Pennsylvania
Wednesday, March 29

Gitano planned this for months,
maybe years.

The identity of the victims
didn't matter.

It was the planning that excited him.
Coffee?

No thanks. Do you have any idea
where he might've gone?

- Any place that he feels safe?
- Not a clue.

I'm not entirely sure what his life
was like before incarceration.

He was a consumate liar.

He was molested by his mother,
or his mother was an angel.

He moved around because his
father was in the military,

or he never knew his father.

After a while,
you realize he's just playing you.

Men like Gitano were the reason
I left the prisons.

These kinds of sex offenders
have the worst kind of pathology

because they make you believe
that you can help them.

You can't help a sociopath.

This whole debate about whether or not
sex offenders can be cured...

Can I cure you of needing oxygen?

And yet you thought that
you could help Victor Gitano.

He's kinda...

not booksmart or intelligent,

but he sees weaknesses in you.

And he exploits it.

And what was your weakness?

My revulsion.

I listened to every intricate,
intimate detail of how he mutilated or

tormented, or terrorized,
or humiliated a child.

He would sit for an hour
weaving his tales

as if he were speaking about
a pleasant childhood memory.

I couldn't wait to
get out of the room.

He knew that.

He used that.

And in the end my great
accomplishment

was teaching him how to imitate
normal human behavior.

Essentially, I made him
even more dangerous.

Paula, I used to treat
sex offenders early in my career.

But after a while, it just wasn't
enough to get a guy

to admit his fantasies
about his two-month-old daughter.

So why do you think I try to
catch'em now?

Is there anything that you can tell me
that might help us catch Gitano?

I've got his journals.

And several taped sessions.

And I have spoken with
some of his victims.

I'm not sure any of it
will help you catch him.

But at least you'll know
what you're dealing with.

The incredible part is the blood.

I've never seen so much of it.

Maybe he had a disease or something
because it was...

I mean... it was all over us.

I didn't really know him.

I'd seen him around
the neighborhood.

One day, he stopped me
as I was walking home from school.

He had something to show me,
he said.

Took me to these woods
behind our street.

That's when he took out the knife.

Why do you think
the blood stuck in your mind?

Well I suppose uh...

I suppose it was because
he was such a...

such a little boy.
Small, you know?

Small bones,
hardly any muscle.

Had this fair, pale skin
like a baby.

And it was just... kinda funny

that so much blood could
come out of a little person.

Isnt' it?

I kept begging him to stop.

I never knew people would do things
like that to your body.

Never knew people could be so evil.

I don't leave here, you know?

I haven't gone outside for years.

I have a job over the phone,

I help people with their computers.

Order anything I want
on the internet.

Got TV.

It's not a bad life.

Not a bad life at all.

What do you think
happened to that boy?

Him? I don't know.

He lived. I know that.

Think he testified against me
a couple of times.

I don't really think about it.

How many more of
these tapes you got?

Fifteen.

Well watch'em in your own office.
I'm done.

I don't know how useful they'll be
for our purposes.

There's no new understanding I can
glean from watching him lie over and over.

Well here's what I don't understand.

Why did he decide to murder
three people to kidnap his victims?

It's completely new behavior.

His arrest six weeks ago
was probably a trigger.

He had a fantasy he wanted
to fulfill before he got put away for life.

Unfortunately, he got the chance

when the judge from Pennsylvania
granted him bail.

You think those kids
are still alive?

I don't know.

But if they are,
they won't be for much longer.

Gitano was just spotted at the George
Washington Bridge Bus Terminal.

He was here about 45 minutes ago.

He said he was expecting
a 500 dollar money transfer.

I didn't recognize him
until I saw the kids.

He had the little boy and girl
with him?

They were just standing there
like zombies.

Where did they go?

Well, there actually wasn't a
money transfer in his name,

but I told him that there was.

I said I just had to process it.

Figured that'd stall him
until you guys got here.

Just felt so bad for those kids.

I told him it would be ready by 4.

That's any minute.
We need ears. / Okay.

You can use this room. / This guy'll
get spooked if he sees a cop.

Hold back all uniformed officers
and replace them with plain clothes.

Range should work through
most of the terminal.

Have all responding units
come in silent.

I don't think we can wait.

You know, I've been thinking. This guy's
probably gonna be really mad.

Not at you.
Don't worry about it.

Yeah, but he killed people right?

I should probably call my manager.

Just relax.
Do what you normally do, okay?

This is what I normally do.

Do it without looking terrified.

Heads up.

Right there.
That's him.

He's coming.

Coming at you.
No kids.

Ryan and Rebecca have to be
around here somewhere.

Finn, look for those kids.

He's looking right at us.

I think I'm spooking him.

Look away.

Look away.

Don't leave me.

What do I do?

He's running.

- You see him?
- No.

Split up. / Yeah.

Finn! Gitano made us.

No sign of the kids.
I'll grab him up top.

Hey, man!

- Out of the way!
- Hey!

Go, go, go.

Police. Out of my way.

Out of the way. Move!

Ryan!

Ryan! Hey buddy.

Come here.

Freeze!

Move! Olivia!

Oh my God.
No! No!

It's okay.
I'm okay.

I'm okay.
Where's Gitano?

Go Elliot, go!
I'm fine.

Go! Go!

Finn.

- Don't.
- What is it?

He killed him, Elliot.
Cut his throat.

The girl?

What about the girl?

Gitano still had her in his arms
and he just disappeared.

Your lucky day, detective.

A couple of more centimeters,
you'd be buying a pine box.

You won't even need a stitch.

I don't suppose you want
a day or two off?

Yeah, I didn't think so.

We got reports of sightings on the bridge,
uptown A train downtown 9.

Nothing solid.

Kid was right in front of me.
Five yards away.

Why didn't he run?

He was traumatized, Elliot.

This man murdered his mother and sister,
possibly right in front of them.

All I had to do was grab him.
Few steps and just grab him.

Now look. Let's not go down
this road right now.

Elliot, it was chaos.
There was nothing that you could...

Please don't try to
help me out right now.

Why did Gitano bring them to
this location and risk getting IDed?

Maybe he's local. He could be
holed up in this neighborhood.

Captain, just got word
of a carjacking two blocks away.

- He had a little girl with him.
- Go!

I was driving up the street
and he just jumped in front of my car.

He had this little girl in his arms.
There was blood all over him.

Is the girl hurt?

I don't know,
I mean she was crying.

He pulls out this big knife,
he tells me to get out of the car.

I just did what he told me to do.
You know... I was so scared.

Get all the information on the car.
Officer Ramirez here will take you home.

Thank you.

- Hey, let's get back to the house.
- Wait.

Look, this is the one street
that we know he is not on.

Elliot.

Elliot, what the hell are you doing?

Car has a flat tire.

So what?

Why here?
Why did he come to this street?

Because he knows that the bus station
is crawling with law enforcement.

You know, he was coming back
to get his car, but he couldn't drive it.

So he took another.

How do you know that
this is his car?

Check out the tags.

There are none.
He stole this.

Now we know who was supposed
to send him the money.

Eddie Lumis. 500 bucks.
Area code 856.

That's South Jersey.

I didn't send the money.

Well he thought you did.

I said I would.

- Don't lie to me.
- I'm not.

I just wanted to get him off the phone.
It was 4 o'clock in the morning.

Hey Eddie, right now,
you're an accessory to murder.

No, I have no idea what he did.

- Don't lie to me.
- Where did Gitano get...

How do you know him again?

We were buddies in the airforce.
I haven't seen him in 20 years.

- Where is he right now?
- I have no idea!

- Where was Gitano...
- I found you know anything, anything,

I'm gonna hunt you down.

You free to go.

Hey.

Hey. / He doesn't know anything.

Have you got something
you wanna say to me?

Cuz if you do, let's hear it.

Why didn't you shoot Gitano?

He was using the child as a shield.

How could you let him
get so close to you?

There were innocent civilians around.
I couldn't get a shot.

Well he got close and Ryan's dead.

- So this is my fault?
- No, I can't do this anymore.

I can't be looking over my shoulder
making sure you're oay.

You son of a bitch.
You know that's not true.

I need to know you can do your job
and not wait for me to come to your rescue.

All right, that's enough.
Knock it off.

Now, in case you've forgotten, there's
still a little girl out there with a psycho,

if we're lucky and he hasn't
already slit her throat.

I have to say this again to you,
you're both suspended.

Now get your asses down
to the morgue.

Warner's got something to show you.

How's the search?

Sucks. / Too bad.

When you find this monster,

give him a special kick in the nuts
for me, will you?

So what have we got?

These are the clothes
the little boy was wearing.

This jacket is actually
an adult size.

It belonged to either
Ryan's step father or Gitano's?

I'm hoping it's Gitano's.
I'll show you something.

Hit the lights.

When I was taking autopsy photos
I noticed something strange. Watch this.

Flashing.

What's that?

Something phospherescent.

It reacts top the light.

- The lab hopefully.
- Why haven't you already sent it?

I sent it when I saw it, detective.
I'm waiting for the results.

So why are we here,
for a light show? God!

Next time use the phone.

Sometimes, all that brooding
intensity is just annoying.

This cell phone was found
with the boys as well.

It's locked.
You'll need a security code.

All the family phones
have been accounted for.

This one must belong to Gitano.

You are going to love me.

- The phone belongs to Gitano.
- Better.

Belongs to his employer.
KNV Trucking.

They think his name is
Victor Franklin.

How was that better?

Because like many companies,
KNV doesn't entirely trust its employees.

That's why they opted for
a little technological reassurance.

- Backend tracking.
- Which is?

All cell phones have GPS locators,

but they only transmit
when 911 is dialed.

This cellular company offers this service
for an additional fee.

You can track your employees
or your 15 year old daughter.

All the time?

As long as the phone is on,
and doesn't just give you the cell site.

Latitude, longitude
altitude, and speed.

Victor Paul Gitano's wherabouts
of the past month.

You're right.
I do love you.

Come in.

I heard about yesterday
at the bus terminal.

It's terrible.

I'm really sorry.

You know, in situations like this...

Please don't tell me
there's nothing I could've done.

Thanks.

I was going to say, in situations like this,
there's no good choice.

Every choice becomes a sacrifice.

Not true.

You had to choose between
saving the little boy or saving Olivia.

Yeah, but she didn't need me.

You didn't know that.

I wish I didn't...

Didn't what?

Didn't care so much?

Elliot, that's what makes you
a good partner.

She made me turn away.

How?

How does she make you do anything?

She didn't.
It was my choice.

Nobody else was responsible
for it but me.

Thanks.

Elliot.

Detective Stabler.

Yeah.

Why, what've you got?

Repeat that second one.

Right, thanks.

Lab results on the glowing substance
from Gitano's jacket.

What is it?

Traces of copper and
zinc cadmium sulphide?

- What the hell is that?
- I know what that is.

In the 50s and 60s the military secretely
sprayed it all over the country.

They were trying to determine
how nuclear fall-out travels

and zinc cadmium sulphide
is of a similar weight.

Of course it was later deemed
carcinogenic

and the military claimed
they never knew that.

Gitano used to be airforce.

Now how the hell would he
get on his jacket now?

He could've been on a military base
where they stored the stuff.

An abandoned installation.

Maybe it was one of those
EPA superfund sights.

God knows they haven't
cleaned those up.

You should call Olivia.

- Where is she?
- Tracking Gitano's cell phone.

She has a list of everywhere
he's been this month.

Benson.

Oh, so rathole restaurant in Jersey.

They don't remember seeing Gitano.

Okay, what's your next stop?

I think it's Cannon road.

Yeah, Cannon road, near Route 44,
about 15 miles from hear.

Okay, I'm gonna meet you there.

Do you have any military bases
on your list?

I don't think so.
Why?

Wait for me.

J & R Industrial Site
Bayonne, New Jersey
Thursday, March 30

What is this place?

Metal plating facility.
Looks deserted.

Good a place as any
to hide a kidnap victim.

Yep, plus I think it was
once your military installation.

Check this out.

Warning, restricted area,
as per Secretary of Defense.

- I'm calling for back up.
- Tell'em we can't wait.

Cigarettes.

Drop it!

Drop your weapon now.

Drop it! Drop it!

- I'm gonna shoot him.
- Shoot him.

Don't be an idiot Gitano. / Pull the trigger,
don't even think about it.

You hear me, he's gonna die.

Shoot him!

Shut up!
Everybody shut up!

Victor, there's no way out of this.

Stop talking.

You know what's gonna happen
if you don't put that gun down.

- Now, enough people have died.
- Olivia.

And I know you don't wanna die.

You could've pulled the trigger
on detective Stabler,

and then I would've had to kill you.
But you didn't do that.

You didn't do that
because you were being smart.

You've only got one chance.
You gotta take it.

Where's Rebecca Victor?
Is she alive?

I'm not gonna tell you dick
until you drop the gun, bitch.

- Shoot him!
- Shut up Elliot.

Start moving or he's dead.

And then what?

Do you really think
you're gonna walk out of here?

Because that's not gonna happen.

Now this is your choice.

- Dead or alive?
- I go, he goes.

Victor, tell us where Rebecca is
and we can end this right now.

Dead.

I used her up
and bled her dry.

You wanna hear how she screamed?

- How she begged for her mommy?
- Stop it.

She was a slut down.

- A real little whore.
- ????

and I'm just gonna
end out a dead man.

Any closer, and you're gonna be
wearing his brains on your coat.

Olivia, there is no reason
to keep this piece of crap alive.

Pull the trigger right now.

Olivia, pull it!

Shoot him!

You know...

you know that little girl?

It's possible she isn't dead.

She could be locked up
in this building somewhere, huh?

Or someplace else, 15 miles away.
You don't really know, do you?

You're a liar.

Yeah, well, that's the point.

- Tell us where she is, Victor.
- She's here.

She's not dead, otherwise
he would've been long gone.

Unless you like'em dead.
You sick like that, Gitano?

- You like to play with corpses?
- Yeah, I like that.

The deader, the better.
They don't fight as much.

Olivia, you think about me,
Rebecca is dead.

Pull that trigger.
Shoot him.

Shoot him.

- Olivia, shoot him.
- Yeah, do that.

But you better make sure
you take me out with one shot.

One perfect, perfect shot.

Of course,
my reflexes are pretty tight.

I could pull the trigger
before the bullet even hits me.

Or maybe you miss me
all together.

Either way, there's an 80% chance
I'm gonna take this guy's head clean off.

But you try it, definitely.
You'll probably turn out great.

You can kill us both, Victor.

- You'll still never walk out of here.
- Right.

Right... cuz uh...

Cuz you've got some
buddies comin', huh?

- When's that going down?
- Any minute.

Great.

Great.

Just tell us where you hid her.

You know,
you could put the gun down.

At least then, you might find her.
Otherwise, she's gonna die.

She's gonna die, he's gonna die,
and it'll be all your fault.

Just like the little boy.
How's your neck?

It's not the same thing, Olivia.
You know that.

Yes it is, Olivia.

God, you two couple are screw-ups.

How could you let that
little boy go?

- Olivia, look at me.
- Maybe you're just incompetent.

You can do the right thing.
I didn't.

I made that choice with Ryan
and it was wrong.

Elliot. / It was my fault.

- Don't do it.
- Shut up.

- Don't make that mistake.
- Stop talking.

- I would've done the same thing.
- I said shut up.

Don't make my mistake.

Drop it. Drop the gun.
Drop it now.

Put the gun down now.

You cops don't come in here,
or everybody dies.

Hey!

Hey! Hey!

I'll tell you where she is.

Where?

She's in a van
parked in garage in Newark.

She might still be alive.

He's lying.

I know.

He's never gonna tell us.

You're right.

We can all walk out of here alive
if you just put the gun down.

It's all right.

I'm sorry.

Suspect down.
Move in, move in.

Damn JB.
You took half his face off.

Nice job ???.

Let's get an ambulance
out here anyways.

Might as well pretend
we tried some sort of... / Quiet.

Everybody quiet.

Rebecca!

Rebecca Clifford!

Say something honey.

Rebecca!

Rebecca!

Rebecca honey, come on out.

Come on out, you're safe now.
Come on out.

Come on out.

It's okay.

Okay.

Okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

The good news is, they spent
much of the time on the run.

He didn't have long enough to inflict
serious physical injury on her.

How's she doing, mentally?

She says she doens't remember
most of it so...

We'll see about that.

I called the father.
He's coming down.

If that sniper
hadn't beaten you to it,

I know you would have
taken the shot, Olivia.

No, I wouldn't have.

Did you really expect me to?

Did you really expect me to
cause your death?

- What about your kids?
- I don't know.

Just couldn't get that
boy out of my head.

What about me?

Look, we both chose each other
over the job.

I'll never let that happen again.

Otherwise...

We can't be partners.

I can't believe you're saying that.

You and this job are the
only things I've got anymore.

I don't wanna wreck that.

Couldn't take it.

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I want a new partner.

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