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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.

Noah, call the police.

I was with my son, and a gang
came after me with a machete.

You all right?

I will be once I get
my hands on Oscar Papa.

Well, I got a call
under Bronx Gangs.

You call Duarte.

He's our expert on BX9.

Are you saying you wanna
liaise with me?

If you think that
you can separate

the gang problem from the
rape problem up there,

I would like to see you try.

SVU Bronx needs
a new squad now.

I don't have the authority
to hire anybody.

You and Bruno
should be vetting them.

While you go
after Oscar Papa?

It's the reason
that I came up here.

The kid that I shot
just got out of surgery.

Remember me?

You're that white lady
who shot me.

You're lucky
it wasn't your head.

Would have
been doing me a favor.

If you're worried
about retaliation--

We have armed guards
in the hall.

I don't care
what happens to me.

My whole life's a mess.

So why don't you let us
help you clean it up?

What do you want from me?

I want confirmation
that Oscar Papa is the one

who put the hit out on me.

You know I can't do that.

You're protecting a guy
that thinks you're disposable.

Is he talking smack about me?

What'd he say?

Nothing bad.

How old are you?

I'm 15.

Oh.

How did you get involved
in BX9?

I came up on La Bestia.

The beast.

Train from Chiapas.

I walked from El Salvador,

climbed up on the train
one night.

We rode the roof
for thousands of miles.

We?

It was so cold.

Me and some stranger
huddled together.

He taught me to look up
at the stars.

I liked those three
little ones all in a row.

Orion's Belt.

That makes sense.

Why'd you come to New York?

I was looking for my moms.

She came to New York
when I was ten to work.

Did you find her?

She didn't want nothing
to do with my ass.

And why is that?

Why do you think?

BX9.

They raped her,
threatened to do it again

if I didn't soldier up.

I told you, you should have
just shot me in the head.

- The kid give you anything?
- Not yet.

We're working him.

Working him.

Just a little bit
of empathy, Duarte?

You wanna hug that kid
in there, fine,

but do it after
I solve my case.

- Your case?
- Yeah.

The one McGrath
told me to solve.

All due respect,
you're still the victim here.

Little bastard did try
and chop you up, Captain.

Imagine if you hadn't
been packing extra heat

in those designer shoes
of yours.

Okay, look, I'm flattered
that you two wanna protect me

from what seems like
self-sabotaging denial,

but my first order
of business here

is to reconnect Fugazi
with his mother.

If you want, Captain, I can
take Muncy and go find her.

That's exactly what I want.

I see what you're doing, your
little ploy to flip that kid.

- That boy needs his mother.
- If you say so.

BX9 raped his mother
to force him into that gang.

He is a victim
just like his mother,

and she needs to know that.

I told you.

This gang stuff is a lot more
complicated than you think.

Is this about the apology
that you think I owe you?

I don't want your apology.

Not yet.
- No, you wanna savor it.

With a nice glass
of Cabernet.

That's still your drink,
isn't it?

That's not happening, Duarte.

That's not happening
until whoever

greenlit me is behind bars.

Well, that might happen
sooner than you think.

Let's take a drive.

I wanna show you something.

I should have worn
my hiking boots.

We're almost there.

Oh, God.

Enough, Duarte.

Please tell me this is not
what I think it is.

Not the first time rape has
been used as a weapon of war.

Just happens to be a gang war.

BX9 put this here.

Kids like Fugazi,
Sabo, Ricky, Sleep,

they come up from South
and Central America

thinking they escaped
the gang problem.

But they didn't.

The first day of school in
New York, they're approached.

And they say no once.

But no one ever says no
to BX9 a second time.

Because this is what happens
to their mothers if they do.

We got Ronnie Samuels
for the murder of Renee Perry.

It's about
12 rape cases clear.

Don't get ahead of yourself.

Ronnie still has
to go to trial.

Well, for now,
let's just pretend

this little stack is cleared.

That mean you guys
are leaving now?

It's gonna take a lot more
than that to get rid of us.

It's gonna take a lot more
than me, a D-3,

and a white shield
to get these cases cleared.

Well, as part of
our federal mandate,

we've been given broad latitude
to hire new detectives.

A full squad's worth.

That's great,
but who's gonna vet them?

According to McGrath, that's
what Benson's here to do.

Speaking of which,
where the hell is she?

She'll be back.

Well, until then,
you're an SVU sergeant.

Over two decades
under your belt?

I wouldn't even
know where to start.

Start here.

Don't look at me.

Who is she, some kind
of velvet house cat?

Hardly.

Churlish may be low
on the totem,

but she's got her sights
set high.

Guys around here used
to call her the Mayor.

She's gonna be both
our bosses one day.

I'll keep that in mind.

I want every single pair
of underwear cataloged

and processed for DNA.

There's gotta
be over 100 pairs.

And every one of them
is evidence.

A rape tree?

I prefer to call it what
it is, a recruitment tool.

How long did you
know about this?

A year, year and a half.

Oh, you knew about this
for a year?

You knew about this
the whole time,

and you didn't tell me?
- Hey, hey, hey, hey!

The whole time I was working
with you?

- What, do you not trust me?
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

- I don't trust anyone.
- Calm down. Muncy, calm down.

Take a second.

Are you kidding me, Duarte?

You knew about this.
- Listen...

Duarte, she worked with the
women from this neighborhood.

You've been sitting on this
for a year and a half?

I don't even know how
you're standing here,

but I gotta tell you,
this makes you just as bad

as the men
who use this to recruit.

I was trying to get a
surveillance op off the ground.

It's not like Bronx SVU
was any help.

Oh, yeah, well,
now everybody's gonna know.

'Cause neighborhoods like this,

gossip travels
at the speed of sound.

He's right--there goes
your surveillance op.

Well, now that you're here,
we don't need it anymore.

You were attacked by the
only witness that matters.

Who, Fugazi?

He was shown this tree,
brought here by the recruiters.

He can ID them.

So you wanna
bring him back here

so we can traumatize him
a second time?

If putting him back
in touch with his mother

doesn't do it first, yeah.

Thank you, Captain Duarte,
but your presence

in what is now a sprawling
sexual assault case

is no longer needed or wanted.

You're the victim
in a gang crime, which,

might I remind you,
has its roots in my borough.

I'll get McGrath involved
in this if I have to.

But let me assure you
that from here on out,

we're doing this my way.

Which means what?

Reading bedtime stories to the
kid that tried to chop you up?

We're gonna try to ID
as many rape victims as we can

who will undoubtedly point us
to the same recruiters

that you claim to be after.

You mean the same women that
have been silent for years?

Yeah, we're gonna
convince them to talk,

and it's gonna get us to
Oscar Papa, same way as yours.

My way's faster.

You're talking about changing
the way a neighborhood works.

I'm talking about putting
the screws to one kid.

One kid--and retraumatize him
more than he's already been.

Captain.

I'm talking to her, not you.

I'm gonna go to my
old girl gang contacts,

see if we can find
Fugazi's mom.

Maybe one of them knows
who the recruiters are.

All right,
that's a good place to start.

Velasco, I want you
back at Bronx SVU.

I want you to have the Feds
expedite the DNA

from this tree and have
Fin and Churlish and Bruno

help you make the IDs.

Chief.
- Captain.

Yeah, I just got a call from
Avital and Wise over at DOJ.

They're wondering
where you're at.

Well, do you
really wanna know?

Well, officially no,
but even Fin can't lie

to U.S. attorneys forever.

Look, you sent me up to the
Bronx to close open cases,

not to go to war
with Oscar Papa.

We may have just stumbled
on a way to do both.

Jesus, what am--
what am I looking at?

100 or so open rapes.

Ah, jeez.

What, are you out of your mind?

Perpetrated by known
BX9 recruiters against women

and children whose cases
are no doubt languishing

in Bronx SVU's open pile.

Well, that's
a coincidence, isn't it?

No.

No, it isn't.

Look, gang violence
is sexual violence.

We all learned that this past
summer with the subway case.

So if these cases are open,

that means you're gonna
close them, right?

It's a pretty good way
to get the DOJ

off your back, isn't it?

What, so this is about me,
about my image?

Not about you chasing down
Oscar Papa?

- I didn't say that.
- Wow.

Well, at least you and Duarte
are finally on the same page.

I didn't say that, either.

I gotta go.

And--

This must be the end of
the line for the free donuts.

Feds asked Fin and Bruno
to put together

a new Bronx SVU squad.

DOJ's leaving?

Not yet, but they agreed
to expedite DNA

from that tree you guys found.

Maria.

You'll meet up with us?

Great. I'll see you there.

- One of your contacts?
- Yeah, Maria Garcia.

I got her a job
at the dollar store.

Went to go talk to her,

some guy came in
and she clammed up,

but I could tell there was
more she wanted to say.

Well, sometimes silence
says it all.

It turns out she was raped by
two guys in the Tremont clique

last year right before her
brother got jumped into BX9.

What happened with her case?

She withdrew.

Jesus.

Why is she so willing
to talk now?

Because her brother Rodrigo
got mowed down

a few weeks ago by 19th Street.

I hate to be the beneficiary
of bad luck, but...

Yeah.

What happened to my brother
is a tragedy.

Yeah, your parents came here
for a better life.

Yeah, they weren't expecting
to lose their son.

We're so sorry about what
happened to your brother,

Rodrigo, but there may be a way
to get justice for both of you.

No.

I told you, I'll talk about
what happened in private.

She doesn't wanna speak
in court.

And why not?

My parents don't know
what happened to me.

In their minds, my brother
is still a good kid.

I'd rather keep it that way.

Did Rodrigo ever
mention this tree?

No.

But you remember
the circumstances

around your brother
joining BX9.

The day he turned 13,
Rodrigo came home upset.

Me and my mother
asked what happened.

He said he was approached
by BX9 at school.

Muncy said that
your brother was

a really sweet kid, a good boy.

He liked comic books.

He had a kitten he loved.

He said no to them at first.

And then, one night,
I was leaving work.

Hey.

No one is gonna know
you talked to us.

Okay, I promise.

It's okay.

Go on.

Two guys were waiting
in the backseat of my car

when I got in to drive
to my boyfriend's house.

They surprised me.

And when they were done,
they stole...

more than just my smile.

Are you saying one
of those is mine?

BX9 uses rape
to recruit members.

Rodrigo joined
the gang that night.

Do you know who
recruited him, Maria?

The same guys who raped me.

We're gonna need
their names.

And no one will know
that you talked to us.

We promise.

We're looking
for Lindsay Del Toro, age 28,

street name Bug Bear,
and Hector Suarez, age 27,

street name Sacrilege.

- Sacrilege?
- Yeah.

From what I hear,
he robbed a church.

Adorable.

This way.

No, don't move!

Muncy, he's going out the back!

Let me see your hands!

Go, go!
Let me see your hands!

Yo, okay, all right!

No, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

It's meant to kill grizzlies.

Drop it!

- NYPD!
- Oh, okay!

- Hands up!
- Okay, bud!

No sudden moves,
just stay put.

I think I messed myself.

Thanks.

You Mirandize this guy?

He didn't ask for a lawyer.

He just wanted dry pants.

Do I wanna know why?

Not really.

What about his buddy,
the one Duarte shot?

At the hospital.

But he was wearing a vest,
so alive, unfortunately.

This guy doesn't need
to know that.

Wanna take a run at him?

Sure, why not?

Age before beauty.

You first, moneybags.

I'm Sergeant Tutuola.
This is Detective Bruno.

How you doing, Lindsay?

Nobody calls me that.

You're not Bug Bear here, son.

And trust me,
you don't wanna be.

I didn't do nothing.

You ran from the cops.

We didn't know they was cops.

Thought it was a rip crew
coming to rob us.

That why your buddy
pulled his grizzly gun?

Self-defense.

Kinda had the opposite effect.

What you mean?

How do I say this?

You boy Hector's dead.

Now, what I wanna know is,

what your crew gonna say
when they find out that you ran

and left him to die.

We can put that word
on the street real easy, huh?

Yeah.

Unless you give us who told you
to start using rape

as a recruitment tool.

How's Amanda?

She's grading papers.

You know what that means?
No machetes, no black eyes.

Yeah, but paper cuts
are a bitch.

Speaking of paper,
your boy Duarte is gonna be

buried under some, huh?

Yeah, I'm talking to FID
about it right now.

Look, he's gonna be fine
despite having a grizzly gun

aimed at his vest.

Would have ripped
right through that.

And the next five
apartment buildings.

I hear Duarte shot the perp
who robbed Saint Anne's.

As a practicing Catholic,
let me thank you both.

What do you need from me?

Multiple blood
warrants for DNA

on whoever he and his friend
will flip on,

ideally Oscar Papa.
- Well, he's elusive.

He could be
in San Salvador by now.

That's the bastard
who raped my mother!

I'll kill you! Let go of me!

Let go of me!

I'm gonna kill him!
I'll kill you!

You disrespect my mom,
I'll kill you!

Disrespect my mom!
- Hey.

- I'll kill you!
- You think it's funny?

I don't even
remember his mom, so--

You know, we found
your rape tree, dumbass.

And the Feds are combing
through it as we speak.

You don't think they're
gonna find your DNA on it?

I want a lawyer.

I bet you do.

Looks like you wasted
a trip, Counselor.

What about that kid
you shot, Fugazi?

You think he'd be willing
to talk to us?

You mean Albert Diaz.

Let's just call him the kid
who attacked you

with a machete
from now on, okay?

He's a child.

So what?

Well, he's also a gangbanger,

so he's not the most
reliable witness.

Yeah, but he did just
make a de facto positive ID.

He's on painkillers, right?

So you wanna fight
that battle in court?

Well, I'll get the nurse
to put him on non-narcotics.

Well, I'd prefer
not to, okay?

He's in pain,

he's unaccompanied,
and he's scared.

Who's the victim here,
you or him?

Look, we're not in court, Counselor,

so how about you not
cross-examine me?

Okay, well, then,
as your friend,

you're protecting this kid.

Why?

So we've made major inroads
on the Tremont clique,

but the only way to
dismantle this group

is to take down our
new favorite person.

Oscar Papa.

So what do we have so far?

Lindsay Del Toro,
aka Bug Bear.

He copped
to his boy Sacrilege

using that tree you found
as a recruitment tool.

How did you get him
to do that?

We told him
we'd tell his crew

he ran from the police raid.

So you lied to get
the confession out of him?

It's not technically illegal,

but his lawyer
could make it seem coerced.

Well, it's not
our finest police work,

but it did put some of our
new Bronx SVU candidates

to the test.

And with their help,
we managed to link

upwards of 20 open rape cases
directly to BX9.

And Muncy has another one.

- Here it is.
- Who's she?

A contact of mine.

She ID'd both Bug Bear
and Sacrilege

as the two guys who raped her.

Did she report it?

Over a year ago
and then pulled it,

and they never followed up.

But she did ID a garment
of hers in the tree.

That's a good start.
Can we get her to testify?

So far, no.

So what do we actually
have that substantiates

arresting Oscar Papa?

A whole lot of nothing.

Even worse.
Something gonna waste.

Churlish.

Do you have something
you wanna say?

A direct order
to greenlight an NYPD captain

might not be a bad thing
to have in our back pocket.

What do you say, Captain?

Let's go rattle
that banger you shot.

It's not like we have
any other viable leads.

You know what they say, Liv.

If three people tell you
you're drunk, you're drunk.

Point taken.

Muncy, any luck finding
the boy's mother?

Yes, she's a seamstress
at a shop not far from here.

Me and Churlish,
we're gonna go there next.

Okay. Pick her up.

Meet me and Duarte
at the hospital.

Visiting hours end at 5:00.

Hey there.

If you were in BX9,
you know what

your street name would be?

Aspirin--
'cause I get a headache

every time you're around.

Well, I'm basically a member

since you and your buddies
jumped me in.

Talk to us, Albert.

This way, we don't have
to keep coming back.

I already told you
everything I know.

You're just here to use me
and throw me out,

just like everyone else.
- That's not true.

Look at me.

You're not disposable anymore.

- My life is over.
- Why?

Because a monster
raped your mother?

Albert, your life
is just starting.

He was right there,
laughing at me.

Sacrilege isn't gonna be
laughing like that for long.

He's going to prison.

And you're gonna help us
put him there.

You wanna soldier up?

This, this is how you do it.

This is your chance
to be a hero.

Yeah, a dead one.

We can put you
in Witness Protection.

You and your mother together.

My moms? Are you stupid?

I told you, she don't want
nothing to do with me.

I'm not stupid, Albert.

But I am a mother.

And I know what
that kind of love is like.

And it's a lot tougher
than you think.

When you came to kill me
the other night,

I would have died for my son.

But I wanted to live
for him more.

And that's what
your mother wanted to do,

is live for you.

And that's why she
couldn't be around.

Your mom got hurt once.

That's why she
had to stay away.

No. No.

What Captain Duarte
is trying to say

is that she wanted to be there

when you grew up,
when you got out.

You don't know that!

You two are just playing me
to get me to talk.

She don't want me.

Why don't we let her
be the judge of that?

Albert.

Mommy.

I'm so sorry.

He made me do it.

Maestro, he forced me.

He told me to kill her.

Gotta hand it to you, Benson.

This touchy feely stuff
is brutally effective.

You think I was
playing the kid?

Look, I did what I had to do
to give them a chance.

That boy needs his mother.
- Either way, it worked.

All we gotta do now
is have this little prick

tell us who this maestro is.
- Look, tomorrow, all right?

For now, let's just give them
a few hours to get settled.

I hate to say it,
but one of these days,

your empathy is gonna be
your undoing.

Yeah, well,
I could say the same thing

about your lack of it.

Muncy.

Captain, I got a call
from Maria Garcia

as we were leaving just now.

She said she had some kind
of change of heart.

You think she'll testify?

No idea.

She's at her parents'
restaurant, La Capital.

Okay.
Have her come in tomorrow.

I don't know, I'm worried
she'll change her mind.

You know where this
restaurant is, La Capital?

It's a few blocks from here.

I could hop out
and meet you there?

Uh, no.

You and Velasco make sure
that Albert

and his mother get settled.

Duarte and I'll take it.

Okay.

- Hello?
- Anyone here?

I see you got my message.

You know this guy?

You do too.

From your crime board.

Ah.

Oscar Papa.

I hope you like pupusas,
Captain, because Mrs. Garcia,

she makes the best
in the neighborhood, no?

Please, have a seat.

No, thanks.

You could use some meat
on those bones, Captain.

Well,
I'd almost be flattered

if you hadn't tried to kill me.

I don't kill people, Captain.

No.

No, you have kids
do it for you.

That's a pretty galling
accusation, don't you think?

Coming from a woman
who just crippled a teenager?

Mm.

What's up, Duarte?

You were right.
These are good.

So you two
do know each other.

We've never had the pleasure.

But all the same,
I know this prick.

He likes to buy diapers
for my guys' girlfriends

when they get pregnant.

Rented an ice cream truck
one day for all the kids

in the neighborhood like
some kind of little perv,

giving out candy from a van.

You rape moms and groom
their sons to be killers.

And I'm a perv.

I didn't rape no one.

So then what is
all this about?

I wanted to clear the air.

That's pretty funny
coming from the head of BX9.

Ah--
I'm a concerned citizen.

Hmm?

I have a mother,
a girlfriend, a daughter.

So let me guess.

They just found out that you
use rape as a tool to recruit?

I didn't have anything
to do with that tree.

But you knew about it.

I found out
when you found out about it.

How is that possible?

I've been sitting
on that for a year.

Nice guy.

Believe what you wanna believe.

All I know is,
that tree is embarrassing

to everyone with Latin blood.

So why am I here?

Maybe if Bronx SVU
wasn't so messed up,

you wouldn't have evidence
of 100 rapes

literally hanging on a tree.

You know that
I'm not Bronx SVU.

But everybody in NYPD knew
that place was messed up,

probably the brunt of jokes
for years now, I'm telling you.

So what now?

I just wanna
let you know that

the problem's being dealt with.

You wanna clean up this mess,
turn yourself in.

For what?

Racketeering, smuggling, prostitution,

murder, extortion.

How about systematic rape?

Hey, guys.

I'm just a local businessman.

With a whole crew
at his disposal?

Well, that's what
you don't get, Duarte.

I started BX9 in high school
to protect me

and other South
and Central American kids

from being picked on
by norteños like you.

Okay, so I'm the bully.

We're not a gang.

We are a brotherhood.

An idea.

And you just can't
kill one of those.

Unlike people.

That looks like it hurt.

You want some ice for that?

Are we free to go?

You're free to go.

I'm sorry.

That makes two of us.

I've seen psychopaths before,

but never one
with an army behind them.

Fin.

DNA came in from that tree.

We can tie Bug Bear
and his buddy, Sacrilege,

to about 100 potential rapes.

Well, that's leverage.

So we play them
against each other

and we see who flips first.

You lied to me
about Sacrilege.

He's in here alive.
- You wanna talk about lies?

We can connect your DNA
to the underwear on that tree.

That's 100 rapes.

If they're consecutive,
might get you out in what,

400, 500 years?

Unless you talk.

Are you crazy?

This place is crawling
with 19th Street,

not to mention BX9.

For my client to talk,
he's gonna need protection.

And he'll get it.

But first, we need to know
what he's offering.

And it'll have to include
testifying at trial.

I gotta think.
I gotta think.

And we're out of time.

We're talking
to Sacrilege next.

And what if
neither of them talk?

We still got Maria.

Maybe she's willing
to make amends

for setting us up
by testifying.

Well, I wouldn't
hold my breath.

What the hell is that?

Well, I guess
we know what Oscar Papa meant

by the problem
being dealt with.

So Bug Bear's dead?

More holes than a colander.

He died from his injuries

an hour after getting stabbed
in front of me and Duarte.

So Duarte's leaning
into Sacrilege.

If he wasn't talking before,

he's sure as hell
not talking now.

So I got DNA,
but I got no viable witnesses.

What about Maria Garcia?

Maria has always
been a good girl.

I should have seen it
for what it was.

A setup?

Well, in the meantime, I got
no case against Oscar Papa.

Not for the rapes, not for
the hit on an NYPD captain.

What about that kid you shot?
Did he tell you anything?

Albert, he kept talking
about some maestro

putting him up to it.
- Maestro.

You mean maestro, teacher?

I didn't press him on it.

He hadn't seen his mother
in God knows how long.

So he just needed a minute.

Now that they both
know their safety

is our number one priority,
maybe you should ask him.

I think the biggest hurdle
is gonna be his loyalty,

and not to his mother,
but to his gang.

You sound like
you know about that.

Better than you think.

Congratulations.

You just became my maestro.

You're coming with me.

I can't tell you who
the maestro is.

You said you rode the top
of the train with him.

You told me that
he showed you the stars.

This is the guy that told
you to kill Captain Benson.

Look at me.

I know what you're
going through.

I know what it feels like
to be your age

and to have no identity.

But guys that age, they just--

They know more stuff than
what they're telling you.

At least he saw me.

So is that what it is?
You feel invisible?

'Cause you're not.

Don't let him be invisible.

Albert, do you wanna see
the stars again?

I know that you do.

But you gotta tell me
who the maestro is.

Tell me.

A driver.

He works for Oscar Papa.

He approached me
and my friends,

offered us a way to make
the jump to soldiers overnight.

By killing me.

Policia! Policia!

Kids, stay back.

- Benny Barros!
- NYPD!

- Hands up!
- Baby, who are they?

- I don't know.
- You're in trouble again?

And I thought you put
all this behind you!

Ma'am, sit down!
Be quiet!

Hey, don't talk
to her like that!

Hey! Let's go.
We're taking you in.

I didn't do nothing.
You hear me?

You got the wrong guy.

Here, let's go.

You gotta hit me.

- What?
- Seriously, hit me.

Otherwise, they're gonna kill
me in jail just like Bug Bear.

Shut up, you son of a bitch!

You're wanted for the attempted
murder of a police officer.

- It wasn't me!
- Get in the car now!

Ugh!

What the hell was that?

Empathy.

I told those kids
the first one

to kill Captain Benson
gets to soldier up.

"Soldier up"?
What does that mean?

That they become
full-blooded members of BX9.

Why do they call
you "maestro"?

Because Oscar Papa
is the word, knowledge.

I'm the one who spreads it.

And by that, you mean
you're his mouthpiece?

Correct.

Unfortunately, I can't
just take your word for that.

I can corroborate
everything I'm saying.

I know names, dates, places.
- Victims.

My client has all his boss's
phone conversations on tape.

Kept a recording device
in his car.

And he's willing to testify
to this in open court?

Under the right protection?

Yes.

Ever since my cousin Ricky
was shivved,

I've been waiting
for you guys to show up.

What do you want in return?

Freedom.

From?

There's only two ways
out of BX9.

One's the witness box,
the other's the pine box.

Let's just say
I'm choosing the former.

That enough?

Yeah. For now.

Let's get started
on your grand jury testimony.

- It's pretty quiet in here.
- Yeah.

Like the morning
after a snowstorm.

Well, it turns out
you were right.

- It's not the first time.
- Yeah.

Yeah, but this time,
we both got what we wanted.

I mean,
you're about to bring down

the guy who tried to kill you--

And you got the DOJ out
of your underwear drawer.

Yeah, speaking of underwear,

100 cases on their way
to being cleared in two days.

That's--well, that's a hell
of a clearance rate.

I can't tell if you're happy.

Well, I'll be happy
when Oscar Papa is in prison.

That makes two of us.

Where do you want
the new detectives to sit?

Let them sit
based on seniority.

I'm not giving up my desk.

So what are you gonna do
now the DOJ's clearing out?

I don't know.

I was so focused
on the deaf case we closed,

I don't even think about it.

How about a round?

You buying?

I could, but you're rich.

That's fair.

Ahh.

Thanks for waiting, man.

Oh, that woman just won't quit.

Not a problem, Mr. Papa.

Hey, you're not Benny.

I wouldn't make
any sudden moves.

She seems really pissed.

Oscar Papa,
you're under arrest

for rape and attempted murder.

Ah.

I have never been in a
position like this before.

I guess I need a lawyer.

Yeah. You do.

Would you like
to do the honors?

You've been after this guy
longer than anyone.

That an apology?

No, but it's as close
as you're gonna get.