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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.

Those two girls, they're underage.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Yeah, you do. You're staring at them.

You're staring at my daughter.

Let me see your ID.

- You a cop? - What do you think?

- I heard something. - Like what?

I don't know, but I heard something.

She's alive.

She's barely breathing.

Hey! Hey!

Can you tell me what happened?

I was raped.

You got your warpaint on.

I guess.

You look nice,

when you want to.

Thanks, Mom.

I guess you're gonna be out late.

I know. None of my business.

But I don't like waiting up all night,

wondering if the police gonna knock on my door,

telling me you're not coming home.

You don't need to worry about me, Mom.

I'll be home before you and Freddie know it.

Baby girl, let me tell you,

all my man Sammy does is play "League of Legends"

and drain my Zelle account.

Oh, honey, he found out about that?

Stopped playing his game long enough to go through

my bag while I was asleep.

Next day, I wake up to nothing but a bunch of triple zeros

on my phone screen.

He gonna come home one day

and find that I sold his goddamn computer.

What about your pimp?

How much a percentage he let you keep?

- I don't have a pimp. - Oh!

We got ourselves a entrepreneur.

New girl likes to keep a low profile.

New girl,

what's your name?

It's Wallen.

I'll be honest, I'm not gonna remember that by tomorrow.

Better off that way, I guess.

I ain't doing this forever.

Yo, Alondra, time to clock out.

I'm coming.

Gotta go.

Someone's hangry.

Have a good night, Jade.

See you tomorrow, new girl.

Hey, break time's over, all right?

Your man Charlie's waiting for you back at the diner.

Hustle up.

You OK?

You want my jacket?

No, I... I'm all right.

What's under all that coverup?

It's a bruise?

When's your man picking you up?

I'm not a good earner.

To be honest, I don't think I'm cut out for this.

Here, clock out early.

I... I can't take that.

The good book says,

"You cast your bread upon the water,

it will return to you tenfold."

That's Ecclesiastes.

What are you guys still doing here?

We just wrapped up that dollar store ejaculator case.

Oh, let me guess.

He's making you do the paperwork?

What can I say? Seniority is a bitch.

Well, unless you're trying to actively

get some kind of award for most OT this month,

guys, go home. Get out of here.

- If you say so. - See you later.

You want to get a beer?

Does that mean I'm buying?

No, this one's on me. You're doing me a favor.

- Is Phoebe out of town? - Her mother's visiting.

Say no more.

Yo, Benson said we're off the clock.

Yeah, but if I don't answer it,

then I'm gonna be up all night

wondering who the hell called my desk phone.

You Detective Bruno?

This is Sergeant Tutuola.

- Who's the vic? - Sex worker.

Pretty banged up. Found your card in her purse.

"Detective Terrence Bruno, Bronx SVU."

Wallen?

What are you doing in Manhattan?

So you remember me?

Of course, I remember you.

- What happened? - I'm not sure, but I...

I think I was raped.

It's OK. It's OK.

It's OK.

We got you.

Hey, I gotta talk to you.

Oh, OK. Well, good morning to you too.

OK, look, you remember that...

that pedo that I was telling you about?

The one who checked out Jesse a couple of weeks ago

outside the phone store? - Yeah.

So I saw him again last night,

hanging around a couple girls at the pizzeria

in my neighborhood. You believe that?

OK, well, you said that you looked at his ID.

So did you check him out?

He is a substitute teacher in the New York City

public school district. - OK.

Turns out that his latest placement

was at some elementary school over on the Upper West Side.

All right, Carisi, and what would you like from me?

Well, I want you to come with me to talk to the school.

Really, Carisi?

Aside from how busy you know I am,

I think nobody knows better than you

that there's mandatory reporting

in the public school district.

That's if it was flagged on the record.

Liv, you know these schools.

You know, they just pass the trash sometimes.

- What, you think I'm crazy? - A little, yeah.

But I also know and understand that you are a father.

Liv, look,

if I find out that this guy

molested someone's kid,

I-I'm never gonna be able to forgive myself,

or you.

- OK, I'll go with you. - Good.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Fin.

Just wanted to give you a heads up.

Me and Bruno are still at the hospital with that case

we caught last night.

Yeah, the woman from the Bronx.

She has a memorable name. Wallen.

Wallen, right?

- Yeah, last name Sipes. - And how is she doing?

She's being examined right now.

Keep me posted.

Initial exam shows signs of sexual assault.

Anything specific?

Tearing, abrasions, vaginal and anal.

Did you photograph the ligature marks on her neck?

I tried.

She wouldn't agree to a rape kit.

She's pretty adamant.

She doesn't want the system involved.

Yeah, well, we're involved now.

If you want to try and reason with her,

I'd hurry up 'cause she's already dressed.

Whoa! Wallen, where you going?

- I got somewhere I need to be. - The stroll?

I'm clean now.

I'm not working the stroll no more.

Well, you have to forgive us, then, because the cop

who called us said you were found two blocks

from one of the biggest strolls in Manhattan.

I was visiting a friend.

Why you leaving, Wallen?

You told us you may have been raped.

The doctor confirmed.

I gotta go. My mother called me.

She needs me at home, and I've been raped before.

- Yeah, we know. - We solved that case.

We want to solve this one for you too.

But you got to help us. Any idea who did this?

Anyone you got beef with?

Anybody threaten you recently?

A pimp? A rival?

No, I told you I'm not hoeing.

Whoever this guy is, he tried to strangle you.

Almost killed you.

What if he goes after one of those girls

that is not as lucky as you,

one of the girls still out on the stroll?

Damn, you really trying to play me with

this nice cop/mean cop stuff?

You think I don't see it?

Just get a rape kit, please, will you?

Same thing as before?

Standard.

OK, fine. I'll do it.

First, I got to text my mom.

Thought your mama called you?

Well, look, just go back to your cubicle,

and we'll send the same nurse to come see you.

Benson said you might need backup?

Thank you.

We got a victim that doesn't trust cops.

Think she's hiding something?

Well, at least she agreed to a rape kit.

Yeah, but something tells me we need to stay here

to make sure she goes through with it.

OK. What do you need from us?

We haven't had time to look for cameras

or physical evidence yet.

A good canvass could help.

Any idea what we're looking for?

Ligature, like a belt, electrical cord,

maybe some kind of rope.

From the scrapes on her legs,

looks like she was strangled and then dragged.

Got it, Sarge.

My mother wants to know how long this is gonna take,

and I don't know what to say. - Hold on.

I'll talk to her.

Vincent said this vic was from a case

you two worked before?

First case we ever worked together.

Well, you must have done something right

'cause it seems like she trusts you guys.

I don't see any cams on these warehouses.

Oh, you want this to be easy?

We know that there was contact with our vic.

And every contact leaves a trace.

What is it? - Huh.

Broken heel.

Maybe Wallen can ID it as hers.

OK.

All right, so drag marks start here.

And they fall off the curb here.

Mm-hmm.

CSU might be able to pull prints

off one of these bumpers.

This is an electric car.

And it looks like someone dumped it.

Well, unless they also stole the battery,

these cars all come with cameras in them.

The footage will tell us a lot.

Well, just because she thinks

there's nothing substantial

doesn't mean there isn't something there.

So what's the next move?

OK, without a specific complaint, Carisi...

We're out of them.

What, so I just go back to court?

Maybe I-I wait till I see this guy as a defendant, huh?

Hold on, Curry and Silva need a warrant

for a car security cam.

It was parked near where Fin and Bruno's

victim was assaulted last night?

Yeah, can you bring it to the judge?

Yeah.

Is this you trying to distract me from Cottle?

Well, if keeping you focused on a perp

who committed an actual crime will distract you, then yeah.

What's taking the judge so long on that warrant?

You were right.

The car owner reported it stolen

from a driveway in Jersey.

So it's gonna take another phone call.

Carisi is well aware.

Does anyone know how these cameras work?

Motion-activated.

When someone gets too close, they turn on.

With coverage in almost every direction.

OK, anything else?

Yeah, we found a heel at the crime scene.

Three-inch stiletto.

- OK, did Wallen ID it as hers? - Not yet.

All right, so it's 24 hours later,

and your vic is still denying

that she was working the stroll?

Yes, she is.

Here's something that's gonna be hard to deny.

Wallen's rape kit came back.

Multiple samples of condom lubricant,

with three distinct semen samples.

- Any matches in the system? - Unfortunately not.

And the only way to connect one of these samples

to Wallen is Wallen.

And she won't even cop to the sex work

we know she's doing.

So you mean to tell me that you have

a relationship with Wallen, and she's still lying to you?

So does she trust you or not? - To a point.

So figure it out.

Do your job

and win her over.

I did a rape kit.

What else do you want? - It's morning.

New day. Figured you might be hungry.

So now you're trying to bribe me?

Oh, if we were trying to bribe you, we would have

taken you someplace a hell of a lot nicer

than this dump.

Wallen, you got us in hot water with our captain.

She doesn't think we can do our job.

You must have known we were gonna get

multiple samples on the rape kit.

Hey, look, no judgment.

We all get behind on our bills.

Take us through the night.

How many customers are we talking?

Enough to pay for half my mom's rent

and night classes at Hunter College.

You taking night classes?

For my GED.

Don't laugh.

Nobody's laughing, Wallen.

All right, three of the guys on the rape kit,

you had sex with them without a condom?

Some guys pay extra for that.

Anyone pay extra for something else?

Doctor said you had tears in another part

of your anatomy.

The guy who raped you later that night,

you see his face?

He came up from behind me, threw something around my neck,

and dragged me till I passed out.

But there was a guy earlier in the night,

around 11:00, who wanted ass.

I said no. - OK, tell us about that guy.

He got rough.

I fought him off, got out of his car.

He just drove away.

Is it possible that the guy that drove off

earlier that night is the same one

that followed you to the bus stop?

I guess.

Can you describe the first guy you saw around 11:00?

- Some Spanish dude. - Was he Puerto Rican?

Dominican? Cuban?

He asked for Jade.

Seemed like one of her regulars.

But you took the date instead?

Jade was having a slow night.

I gave her some cash, sent her home.

Now, hold up, you gave her cash?

Wasn't the whole point of you working

to make money that night?

The good book says,

"If you cast your bread upon the water,

it will return to you tenfold."

Hope this Jade woman finds it in her heart to help.

Why?

'Cause Wallen gave her money, sent her home,

then got attacked by one of her regulars?

- How's that for karma? - You believe in that?

Maybe it just moves slower for some folks.

New York doesn't give a rat's ass about karma.

Are you the owner of this domicile?

Yeah. Why?

We got a call about a domestic.

Nothing going on here.

Right, babe? - We're good.

See? She say we good, we good.

Yeah, we're not gonna leave until we talk to her.

- Mandatory follow-up. - From who?

Your parole officer.

Two nights ago, did a woman named Wallen

help you out with some money?

I don't really even know her, but yeah.

Why?

She was attacked that night and raped.

Is she gonna be OK?

She will be.

But we need to catch the guy.

I don't know what to tell you.

Second she gave me the money, I clocked out.

She thinks she may have picked up one of your regulars

after you left.

Latino, 30s.

Offered to pay extra.

Was pretty forceful about having anal sex.

His name's Miguel.

He's from the Bronx.

Know his last name?

OK, well,

what kind of car does he drive?

It was old but, like,

in the middle of getting fixed up.

It's with that gray patchwork stuff on it.

The rest of the car is some ugly champagne color.

Everything all right in here?

Fine, babe.

We were just leaving.

Thanks.

You ever need any help getting away from him,

don't hesitate to call.

OK, so what do we know about the timeline

of Wallen's assault?

It only takes five minutes to drive to the stroll

from the exit ramp off the bridge.

If I was him, I would have hopped back on the bridge

to go home right after the assault.

Did you get him leaving the city?

Not yet.

So for all you know, he could have abandoned

his car on the Manhattan side.

Yeah, this is why we focus more on his commute

into the city.

We gave it a window of three hours.

And?

We had a traffic jam of 1,223 cars to wade through.

Well, you can cut that in half right off the top.

Yeah, the half driven by women.

But how many champagne-colored cars

could there have been?

- I'm glad you asked. - Answer is 36.

How many of them are registered

to a guy named Miguel?

Four.

But only one had epoxy bodywork.

Meet Miguel Rivera.

5'7", 35, 163 pounds.

What do we know about him?

Does he have any priors, solicitation?

He's clean.

He's employed at an auto shop in Sunset Park.

And Wallen is still cooperating

with the investigation?

- Reluctantly, but yes. - OK.

So show her an array and see if she can pick this guy out.

Counselor. - Hey, you got a minute?

Sure.

You went to the Board of Ed's HR Department

and asked about Cottle?

Well, no, no, I didn't do anything.

My investigators did.

And?

And they found a complaint on file about Cottle.

- From when? - A little over a year ago.

Some teenage girl's mother

called the district superintendent

in Long Island City. - Saying what?

Saying that Cottle gave her daughter "ick vibes."

OK, did the Board of Ed's HR follow up

with any form of investigation?

The file said the claim was unsubstantiated or whatever,

but they removed him from the school.

So what's your plan now?

All right, look, I'm gonna...

I'm gonna turn this question around on you, OK?

What would you do if this were Noah's school?

Oh,

the exact same thing that you did...

so far. - So far?

All right, so, what, you think

I should back off here? That's what you're telling me?

What you're talking about falls in the morally gray area

of predictive policing.

This guy is going to offend.

But he hasn't yet.

What if he does?

Carisi, we are public servants.

We're not vigilantes.

So, what, we're just supposed to wait around

until this guy escalates and actually does something?

The system is built like that for a reason.

Innocent until proven guilty, remember?

Yeah, I remember.

But in this case... - You don't like it.

Do you?

They all look alike.

All we need to do is prove that he's the same guy

that attacked you later that night.

Then what?

Then we arrest him, take him to court.

Are you crazy?

I'd have to move out of the Bronx.

People from Tremont don't go to the police,

much less rat people out in open court.

I don't know... - Look, Wallen,

the second that uni found my card,

we were back in your world.

You cops are all the same. Just a whole lot of talk.

I am putting myself out here.

You're never gonna catch this guy.

Not with that attitude, we won't,

but we did a pretty damn good job

of solving your last case, didn't we?

That's him.

That's the guy I got in the car with.

Remember what color the car was?

Applesauce.

- Close enough. - That's good.

Now what?

The guy with the applesauce-colored car,

he pay you?

Money up front, or I don't even get in the car.

Good, then we can pick him up for solicitation.

I'm already late for class.

Relax.

We'll drive you.

What?

Warrant came through on that car footage.

TARU is going through it.

My assault is on video?

Hey, look, I know you're late for your class.

We'll write you a note.

We're gonna need you to come in with us.

To the station?

A room full of cops so that they can arrest me

on a prostitution charge or worse?

No, our captain sets the tone for our squad.

She's not like that.

This is not the Bronx, I promise.

Nobody's gonna arrest you or judge you.

We're not gonna abandon you

until we figure this out.

All we're asking is for you not to abandon us either.

Wallen, I'm Captain Benson.

We appreciate you coming in.

- Thank you, I guess. - Yeah.

Look, I know you've been through a lot.

I want you to know that we take all the cases seriously here.

But... but this one is personal.

And not just to them, but for me too.

Why don't you have a seat? OK.

You ready?

- Yeah. - Let's do this.

So around midnight, right,

that's when you told Fin and Bruno that you headed home?

- That's right. - OK.

I know that this is difficult to watch.

I can't.

I can't anymore. You understand me?

I just can't. - OK, OK.

OK.

Let's... let's take a break, OK?

OK.

Just take a breath.

So the one thing that I need to ask you,

is there anything, anything at all,

about the guy in this video that matches Miguel Rivera?

His... his shirt, maybe.

I remember it was like a work shirt.

He was wearing it when I was in the car with him earlier.

OK.

You see that?

He's missing a button.

That's because I ripped it off in the car

when he tried to get me to turn around.

Thank you.

That is very helpful.

Pick up Miguel Rivera and find out what time

he went back to the Bronx, and get a warrant for that car.

- I don't know who that is. - Problem is, she knows you.

Her name's Wallen.

She said you picked her up under the Macombs Dam Bridge

a few nights ago.

Says she got in your car,

and you tried to coerce her into anal.

She's lying.

We got a license plate reader that got you coming over

that bridge at 10:55 p.m.,

and we got a girl named Jade Walker,

says you're one of her regulars.

Are you gonna take some hooker's word over mine?

Yeah, we are.

OK, so we swab your DNA.

What do you think the chances are we find that

in Wallen's rape kit?

OK, look, we had sex, but I paid her for it.

Why would I do that and then rape her?

'Cause you didn't get what you wanted.

So you took it.

Put a belt around her neck from behind.

Dragged her up the street.

And you raped her between two cars.

Only you were too dumb to realize

one of the cars had cameras.

I have no idea who that is.

OK, let's just pretend that's the truth.

Are you denying you got in a fight with Wallen

in your car earlier that night?

'Cause we're searching it right now.

You won't find anything.

All I did was pay a woman for sex.

Then I drove home right after.

I was in bed 20 minutes after that ho turned her trick.

- Can anyone vouch for that? - Yeah, my sister.

We're roommates.

And I'm not answering any more questions.

Not without a lawyer.

So we know that Wallen's rape occurred just before midnight.

Can we pinpoint what time Miguel left Manhattan?

Got him coming into the borough,

but nothing on the outbound tag reader.

So if he did go home after he raped Wallen,

chances are he took a different route.

So find out which one. Check the traffic cams.

Check the Triborough Bridge.

Where are we on his car?

CSU garage is going through it with a fine tooth comb.

OK, and what about the button that

Wallen ripped off Miguel's shirt?

I specifically told CSU to look for that.

They still haven't found anything.

Well, make sure that they are still looking.

And in the meantime, check his alibi.

- OK. - His sister?

Do we really believe that she's gonna tell us the truth?

Well, maybe not,

but what she doesn't tell us might be just as valuable.

I know my brother's not perfect.

I'm sure he's got his secrets.

Like going to prostitutes?

I didn't know that, but it doesn't surprise me.

I know he goes to strip clubs.

I found body glitter on his pillow last year.

But Miguel would never hurt a woman.

You seem pretty sure about that.

He protected me.

From what?

My father.

- There's a history of abuse. - Every family's got stuff.

Is yours perfect? - No.

Neither is mine.

These sex workers, they're just after money

all the time.

One of those strippers I talked about

drugged my brother a few years back

so her boyfriend could rob him out in the parking lot.

Came home with a broken eye socket.

You know what that sounds like?

Half a story.

What time did your brother come home the other night?

- Midnight. - And how do you know that?

He forgot his key.

Rapped on the window, woke me up.

I was so pissed, I could have killed him.

Hi.

Where are we with Miguel Rivera?

Well, the sister is sticking to her alibi.

He was at home sleeping in bed at the time

of Wallen's assault. - Like a little angel.

There's still no evidence of him driving back to the Bronx?

- Still checking cams. - Guy turned off his phone.

Oh, that's not suspicious at all.

What about the search of his car?

It came up clean.

For all we know, he could have had it detailed.

And so this button that Wallen was so sure of

was not found in his vehicle?

Which leaves us where with you, Counselor?

Well, he's under arrest for patronizing a prostitute,

which is a misdemeanor. It's his first offense.

So, likely, he'll just pay a fine.

I better go break that to Wallen.

Tell her I'm sorry.

Well, if it's where we are, it's where we are.

Are you doing all right, Counselor?

Eh, I've been better.

I'm Timothy Cottle.

Did he tell you about me? - I know who you are.

What are you doing here?

You just got me fired from my teaching job.

Asking about my record? - Yeah.

- Why? - Because we were following up.

On what?

That you think I was staring at your daughter?

Oh, no, no, no, you were staring at her.

She's nine.

It's not against the law to look at other pedestrians,

is it? - Nobody is saying that it is.

She's nine years old.

And you seem like a smart guy.

You seem smart enough to know that there is a difference

between looking and intent.

So I want you to look me in the eye right now

and tell me that day on the street,

I hallucinated that whole thing.

Huh? Come on! I'm waiting.

Tell me that! - Carisi.

He's right.

I am sexually attracted to young girls.

What'd I tell you? What'd I tell you?

But I swear, I swear I have never once

ever acted on any impulses. I... I never touched anyone.

I... I never looked at child porn. I...

All right. Why are you here, Mr. Cottle?

I came to ask for help.

Help? Help?

- OK. - Help?

All right.

All right.

So we are going to need some time to think about that.

What are we supposed to do now?

I don't know,

but I know that we have to do something.

So this Miguel guy, he's just gonna get

some weak ass solicitation charge?

Unfortunately, his sister alibied him out.

- She's lying. - We both know that.

But you can't ID him from the video,

so we can't prove it.

I fought with him.

We got physical.

What about the button? - They didn't find it.

Then he's just gonna be right back out on the street.

How is that fair?

We're not gonna stop working the case.

You're not gonna finish your burger?

I was so stupid for keeping your card.

Ouch.

Can't say that I blame her.

We let her down.

Day's not over, man.

Besides, this guy's MO is pretty specific.

Lassoing a woman with a belt,

using her own drag weight to choke her out.

If this guy's a regular on that stroll,

it might be worth a canvass.

Hey, baby!

Hey, baby.

- Evening, gentlemen. - Good evening.

Looking for some company?

I don't go raw or the back door.

No kissing, no filming.

Money up front.

How much for just a conversation?

$250, officers.

Well, actually, it's detectives,

but we're not vice.

We could do $250. Pay her $250.

- What? - Come on, give her $250.

Each.

- Ah, come on. - Give her $250.

Hey, stop. That's half.

You get the other half if you meet us down the block.

What do you want to talk about?

You hear anything about an attack

down here the other night?

Baby girl from the Bronx.

Choked from behind with a belt.

You know him?

Yeah, what happened to her almost happened to me.

I was in the back seat of his car.

We were doing our usual. He couldn't finish,

so I tried to get out of the car.

He come after you?

Pulled his belt off, made a loop,

started choking me with it.

- What made him stop? - I did.

No one goes with that fool anymore

unless they're desperate or new to the stroll.

You ever hear any other girls talk about him?

Miguel Rivera assaulted other sex workers.

A few that we found out about,

but there could be more.

And in one case, the woman was raped.

Any of these women willing to come forward?

No, but two of the incidents were reported.

But how were they reported?

Some citizen found one of them passed out,

and she gave a description that sounded a lot like Miguel.

And the other one, an anonymous call

that reported Miguel specifically

to the NYPD Complaint Service.

Sounds a lot like he bragged to some friend

with a conscience.

So neither of these victims were willing to cooperate.

So, what, the investigation's just dead-ended?

It's worse than that.

In both of the cases we followed up on,

Miguel was alibied out by his sister, Tiana.

Well, when we spoke to her,

she said that he had altercations

with sex workers before.

It sounds like it's time to have another chat with Tiana.

- To prove that she's lying? - Oh, no.

It's not about convincing her to tell the truth.

It's about confronting her with it.

Let's do it.

You see the time stamp on that, Tiana?

Let me read it for you.

11:58. - That's not my brother.

Yes, it is.

And I don't know who that woman is.

That woman has a name,

and her name is Wallen.

This is Amalia and Yvonne and Delphine.

You're lying.

Yeah, I wish we were.

Cops will do anything to make their cases.

Yeah? Is that what your brother told you,

maybe when you asked him why

there were two detectives in your dry cleaning shop

earlier today?

Miguel works hard.

He's a good man, a good brother.

Look, I get it.

He's your brother, and you want to protect him

the same way he protected you.

But knowing what you know now,

you're just as guilty of hurting these women

as he is if you continue to protect him.

Which could also be a crime.

You're a seamstress for a living, is that right?

That's right.

Yeah.

Let me ask you a question.

Have you recently sewn a button on to one of Miguel's shirts?

Yeah,

Miguel said it just popped off.

It didn't just pop off.

Tiana, she ripped it off.

She ripped it off while she was defending herself.

From what?

When Miguel didn't get what he wanted from her, he took it.

How many times has he done this?

You tell us.

How many times have you given an alibi for him?

Come on, video from a car camera at night,

with a durag pulled down over the assailant's face?

Not to mention, this victim couldn't pick

Miguel out of a photo array as the man who assaulted her.

Because your coward of a client

attacked her from behind.

She never saw his face.

Besides, we don't need her ID.

We have a preponderance of evidence.

Go ahead.

Where'd you get that?

Well, your sister gave it up.

Admitted to sewing on a missing button.

Which matches the victim's story exactly.

That's because we fought,

but earlier in the night, before we hooked up in the car.

I didn't choke nobody. I was home in bed.

I swear. I swear.

OK, well, your sister also gave us this.

There must be hundreds, if not thousands, of men

in the Bronx who own white bandannas

and brown leather belts.

Yeah, but how many of them

happen to own a belt with Wallen Sipes'

DNA caught in the buckle?

You see, Miguel, I really don't even have

to put your sister on the stand.

But I will.

And she's made it clear she doesn't intend

to do jail time for perjury.

I got no family now.

You just took that from me!

You two scumbags happy with yourselves?

- Sit down. - Miguel, stop talking.

All right, cards on the table.

We're willing to consider a plea.

Well, Counselor,

what I'm willing to offer you,

you're not gonna like.

Miguel confessed.

Yeah, he agreed to a plea deal.

He's in Rikers pending his sentencing this afternoon.

What about your other case?

What other case?

The one you found on the street.

Timothy Cottle?

He looked you in the eye and he asked for help, Carisi.

Yeah? Well, boo-hoo.

- I'm serious. - Yeah, so am I.

You don't think he was just saying that?

Either way, you told me that

you would never forgive yourself

if he ever harmed a child,

and he seemed genuinely remorseful

when he told us about his urges.

So, technically, I think that puts us on the same side.

How am I supposed to help this guy, Liv...

There are options.

I've never used them before,

but there are.

So what do you say I make a few calls?

Counselor, what's the word?

Miguel's gonna do double digits

for the assault on Wallen.

And what about the other women?

Well, with his sister's grand jury testimony,

the DAs in Queens and the Bronx,

they're gonna reopen those two cases.

We'll let Wallen know.

I gotta head out too.

- About what we talked about? - Yeah.

All right. I will meet you there.

Sometimes I feel like a monster.

Instead of pushing our feelings aside,

let's try to understand them.

Make sure we're in control, not our urges.

Sexual behavior modification.

Does this stuff even work?

There's no guarantees.

I consulted some experts I know from the courts,

and it seems like behavioral therapy,

coupled with androgen blockers, might help you

make a pretty significant change.

That's what you want, isn't it?

Thank you.

You didn't have to do this.

Actually, I did.

It's not gonna stop me from wishing you good luck, though.

Excuse me, everyone. This is Timothy.

- Thanks for having me. - Good to meet you.

He's in good hands, Carisi.

Yeah, I hope so.

Thanks for the recommendation.

Of course.

Hey.

I'm proud of you.

You're proud of me? For what?

For not decking him, like your father would have.

Yeah, maybe you can take the Staten Island

out of the boy after all.

Maybe you can.

Let's get out of here.

Miguel will go to prison?

For a long time.

And I don't need to testify?

Nope. You helped enough.

Which we know wasn't easy.

So are you ready to tell us the real reason

you were hesitant to cooperate?

And why you told us Miguel's car

was the same color as applesauce?

His name is Freddie.

Congratulations.

I was afraid once you found out,

the system would force you to get CPS involved.

CPS isn't gonna hear anything from us.

Wallen, you got a lot to think about.

This is the second time we worked a case with you.

It's one thing to protect your son,

but it's another thing to protect yourself.

- I'm tougher than you think. - I know.

But everyone's luck runs out eventually.

What am I supposed to do?

Let us help you,

if you need it.

Tell you what, you keep going to get your GED,

and I'll see what I can do to find

a scholarship or some kind of vocational program.

The way you helped those other girls,

you might make a hell of a social worker.

You want to meet Freddie?

Been waiting on you to ask.

Meet Sergeant Tutuola...

Hey, Freddie.

And Detective Bruno.

Hey, big guy.

- You want to hold him? - Oh, no.

- Here. - I'm not good with kids.

All right. Hey.

Hey.

You'll be OK, Wallen.

I told you.

Told me what?

I cast my bread upon the water.