Law & Order: Organized Crime (2021–…): Season 3, Episode 5 - Episode #3.5 - full transcript
- In the nation's largest city,
the vicious and violent
members of the underworld
are hunted by the detectives
of the Organized
Crime Control Bureau.
These are their stories.
- Who's Frank Donnelly?
A friend.
He was a friend.
And a cop. A very good cop.
And a corrupt one.
And he killed himself...
- Broke my heart, pal.
- Frank!
Leaving behind a wife
and a little baby.
- Frank Elliot Jr.
How you like that?
- And I feel
responsible in some way.
- Stabler's undercover.
Prick's gonna burn us all.
- And that's why they
gave you the medal.
- Yeah.
Father Lin.
- I'm sorry.
I wanted proof you
were actually here
in case, you know,
He asks me later.
- Ah, come on. It
hasn't been that long.
- How old's my niece?
- Ten.
- I don't have a niece.
I have a nephew.
- Nephew. Chris.
- He's 15.
- Oh, yeah, yeah.
All right. Point made.
- Big day today?
- Yeah. Why do you ask?
- Twitter.
You and the Brotherhood
are trending.
- Yeah, I guess I was just
asking for a little backup.
- You know you don't have
to bribe Him to get backup.
- Well, it's New York City.
You know, a bribe never hurts.
- Anything you want
to get off your chest?
- Plenty, but not today.
Not here, not now.
But I appreciate it, Father.
- God be with you.
- Always is.
- Detective Elliot Stabler
has just given his testimony
in the long-awaited
Brotherhood corruption trial.
- Stabler, a
decorated detective,
was embedded with a unit
of dirty cops in the 37th.
Officers were both
cops and robbers.
- Get out of here!
- Detective, how did it feel
to testify against
your fellow cops?
- Stabler, with
your track record,
who are you to pass
judgment on other cops?
- Who am I?
Who am I? I'm a
detective with the NYPD.
I had to take an oath in
order to get this job.
And every day, I wake up,
and I try to honor that promise
that I made to this city...
- You don't know what honor is!
- My coworkers, and the
people who live here.
That's who I am.
- Do you think justice
was done today, Detective?
NYPD! Open up!
- Who you looking for?
- Don't move! On the ground!
- What the hell are you doing?
- I'm already on the ground!
- Let me see your hands!
- Okay, okay, okay!
- All clear.
- Stay on that damn couch!
- Don't be stupid!
- You, did I tell you to move?
- Hit it.
Bingo.
- Just like I thought.
Let's get this in the car.
- Please.
No! No!
- Come with us. Come with us.
Leave them alone!
- I told you to stay back.
Get in.
- Come on. Come on.
- No! No!
- Get up!
- Get over there!
- Rollins, hey.
- Hey.
Liv said it'd be all
right to give you a call.
- Of course, anytime.
How's the captain doing?
- She's good.
- All right, good.
So you got two vics?
- Yeah.
A mother and her teenage
daughter, they were assaulted.
- And?
- And... well, we don't
have a lot to go on.
They're both keeping quiet,
and neither one of them
consented to a rape kit.
- You think they're
covering for someone?
Rollins, why am I here?
- They're saying cops did it.
- Oh.
- The mom says that
officers showed up,
started smashing walls,
and raped her and her
daughter in a back room.
- NYPD?
- Just like the Brotherhood.
- No.
Rape was never part of
the Brotherhood's MO.
You know, they were about
the money, getting paid.
- Right, but then
they got busted,
so maybe they're about
something else now,
like sending a message?
- To who? Me?
How old's the daughter?
- She's 16.
Her name's Jazmin.
Her mother's Maria.
- Hi, Maria. I'm Elliot.
Detective Rollins has
told me what happened.
Police officers did this.
- And this was who I was
telling you about, my friend.
He polices the police.
- Can I talk with you?
- They wore masks.
They didn't have badges
on their uniforms.
- Do you remember
any physical details?
Names, hair color?
Anything will help.
- I tried to save my daughter,
but they beat me.
They made me watch.
- Maria, I'm gonna
make a promise to you.
I'm gonna do everything in my
power to find these people,
but I need to know
where this happened.
I need an address.
- Maria, the only people
you're helping now
are the ones who hurt you.
Help us find them.
So we can punish them.
- Only God can punish them.
- So help me be His backup.
- Let me take this investigation
to the next level.
- You know as well as I do
what the eighth floor will say.
- OK, convince them.
- Look, you caught
Henry Cole's killer
and took a crooked union
head out of the casino belt.
Take the win.
Parlay it into a better
position for yourself,
one with less time on the street
and more time with Jack.
- But what about OCCB?
- This task force was created
to take down Richard Wheatley.
You've done that and a lot more.
End on a high note.
- Wait, end?
- It's time for
everyone to move on.
Besides, after that circus
at the courthouse yesterday,
Stabler is not a good
alliance for you anymore.
- Stabler is my friend.
He's the best damn detective
I have ever worked with.
I will not abandon him
for doing the right thing.
- Ayanna, I have your
best interests at heart.
Trust me, it's time for you
to go to the next level.
I'll put some feelers
out for you at 1PP.
- Good morning.
- Is it?
- Hey, guys.
Sarge in? I need
to talk to her.
How long has she been here?
- You mean Cruella?
Too long.
- Deputy Inspector Goldfarb.
- Detective Stabler.
We'll talk soon.
- Anything about
that I need to know?
- Not yet.
Any leads on the home invasion?
- Yeah, it's cops.
And it's bad.
- This the mom's house?
- Son.
Son is the owner.
Gabriel Esparza.
He's also the owner of
a pretty good rap sheet.
Did time upstate
for drug dealing.
- Mom and daughter are
part of the operation?
- According to mom, no.
Didn't know anything,
and I believe her.
- That should give
us some leverage.
I'll do the talking.
I'll do the talking.
- Hey, what was that earlier?
Back at the office,
you were all jumpy.
- No, I wasn't.
- Jet, I'm a detective.
I notice these things.
You were jumpy.
Was it Bell? You
heard something?
- OK, now you're reaching.
- And you're lying.
- We'll take the front.
You guys take the back.
Gabriel Esparza! NYPD!
Elliot.
- Thought I heard something.
- Gabriel Esparza! Police!
Gabriel! NYPD!
Hey.
- You ain't coming
in my house again.
- OK, whoa, whoa,
whoa. Hey, hey.
Listen to me.
We're really the NYPD here.
We know what happened.
We're here to help.
- Oh, yeah, like last time?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Put the weapon down!
- We just came
from the hospital.
Maria and Jazmin.
They're the ones
who sent us here.
So let's... let's
drop the knife.
Drop the knife.
- You're that cop that
busted those other cops.
- That's right.
- Yeah, you're the rat.
- All right. I don't
care what you call me.
Listen to me. We're
all gonna calm down.
We're gonna talk.
And you're gonna drop the knife
or things are gonna
get really complicated.
- He means I'm gonna shoot you.
- Man, you two better
not be lying to me.
- How many were there?
- I counted six.
- Anything stand out?
Accents, tattoos?
- They were in
uniforms and had masks.
I couldn't see nothing.
- Who could have
tipped them off?
- I'm not gonna tell you that.
I start naming names, I
become a rat just like him.
- Found casings.
Three different weapons.
- Silver jackets, armor
piercing rounds, and .45 ACPs.
- It's from a MAC-10.
- Yeah, NYPD doesn't
issue MAC-10s.
- OK, all right, so
we're done here guys.
Let's go.
- Wait, hold up.
You're leaving?
- Yeah.
We're leaving because you
won't answer any questions.
Now I got your mother and
your sister in the hospital.
And you know what
happened to them
and you know why they're there,
but you want to do it your way?
All right, good luck to you.
- The leader.
He had these crazy blue eyes.
- You can track down someone
with crazy blue eyes, right?
- Oh, definitely.
Piece of cake.
- All right. Thanks
for your help.
- Word on the street,
he's straight up gangster.
Runs with a crew of the same.
Real killers.
- We need a name.
- If I had a name,
he'd already be dead.
That's all I know.
Swear to God.
- For your sake, I
hope He's listening.
Are we done?
- Yep.
- Let's track down
some gangsters
who are posing as cops
before they hit again.
- There he is.
- Get in here.
Come here! Aw!
- My man!
Whoo! Yeah!
- Man.
What's up, big dog?
- Damn, man.
You've been hitting that
iron hard in there, huh?
- Yeah, man. Trying to get
swole like you, big bro.
- So how does it feel
to be the last Black man
in jail for weed?
- Damn, man, I'm
trying to find out
where the weed at now.
- Oh, you know I got you.
- No, we got each other.
You ain't smoking
nothing in my new car.
Check this out.
- Hold on, this is you?
- This is us.
- God damn!
Yo, Vaughn, how'd
you pull this off?
- Bro, you ain't
seen nothing yet.
Wait till you see the crib.
- Why? What's at the crib?
- Get in. I'll show you.
- Uh-uh, uh-uh. Get
out of here, man.
I'm going shotgun.
- You know what...
- I've been in prison, man.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, go ahead.
- All right, bitch?
- Enjoy your time.
That's my seat.
- One of our vics, Maria,
said they were gloved up.
Wore masks, condoms,
and hairnets.
- That takes planning.
- Yep.
- OK, what about these casings?
MAC-10, that's not
something you see every day.
- So I clustered all
the gunfire reports
from the last three months
and their follow-ups.
Seven instances
reported MAC-10 casings.
- Cross-check that
with reported rapes.
- I already did.
Three hospitals
reported admittance
of sexual assault victims on
the same days as the shootings,
nine in total.
- All nine refused to
identify their assailant.
You know, I can
have a team from SVU
create a grid, locations,
timelines, the works.
- I'll follow up
on the shootings.
Maybe get Reyes on board.
- He's at court testifying
against the inmate
that poked him.
You give him a hand with those
MAC-10 shooting locations.
- Sure.
Are you serious?
- Welcome home, brother.
- Come on in.
Wow.
Vaughn, like, seriously, man,
like, how did you
get all this stuff?
Did you guys rob a bank?
- I'll show you.
Oh, damn, it's the cops!
- What... what's this?
- Hey, cops.
Why don't you wave to
my boy, Dante, here?
Sup, dude?
- Sup?
- This is my own
division of the NYPD.
The Robin Hood.
- 'Cause we be robbing the hood.
- Yeah.
We steal from the rich
and give to ourselves.
So now you get to
join our band of...
merry gangsters.
- I'm gonna call you Lil' Jon.
I'm Tuck. Vaughn's
King Richard.
- Vaughn, I don't know,
man. I mean, I just got out.
- Hey, I've been working hard
to put this operation together.
Waiting for you to get out.
Do you ever think about
what we went through?
Hmm?
Foster care with that bastard.
No help from the cops.
Well, now we got the power.
So let's use it.
- NYPD.
Want to talk about the
gunfire reported here
a few nights ago.
- Gunfire?
No, no, that wasn't gunfire.
Had the TV on too loud.
- Loud enough you
didn't notice the slugs
coming through the windows?
- I don't think
he wants to talk.
- What gives you
that impression?
- We got six more.
Let's keep going.
- NYPD!
Everyone on the ground now!
Right, now you spread out.
- Yeah.
- Tell whoever is in
there the same thing.
- OK.
All right, get on the ground.
- More savage.
You're a cop, bruh.
- I said get your
ass on the ground!
- Yes! Yes!
Now, once we're
in, you tear it up.
It's all timing.
Find the stash, get out.
And if you shoot...
shoot to kill.
- OK.
All right, let's go again.
- It feels good, doesn't it?
- Whoo!
- Let's go.
NYPD! Open up!
On the floor now!
- Get down! Get
on the floor now!
- Don't get up!
- Don't move.
- Don't move!
- Sit down!
- I got 'em. I got
'em. I got 'em.
- Where's the stash, huh?
Show me where it is,
or it only gets worse.
- It's in the wall over there.
- Over here?
- Yeah.
- Hit it.
- Yeah.
- We got it!
- There it is! There it is!
There it is! There
it is! There it is!
We got it. We got it.
- This is getting too easy.
- Yes, sir.
Jackpot.
All right. You ready?
What's going on?
- No!
No! No! No!
No! No!
No, stop!
No, please!
Please!
No!
- Whoa! Hey, hey!
What are you doing?
- No! No!
- Vaughn, what are you doing?
- You said my name.
You said my name.
- No!
No, no!
- Yo! Hey, stop!
What are you doing?
Get off me!
- You see what you made me do?
You see what you made me do?
- Come on, dude. Come on.
We got to go. We got to go.
- But he...
- Go! Go, go!
- Excuse us, please.
- It's the same MO.
Shell casings everywhere.
Silver jackets, hollow points,
even the ACPs from a MAC-10.
What do we know about the vic?
- Tiana Samuels, 23.
Sister of the homeowner,
Ramon Samuels.
She was shot point blank.
No sign of sexual assault.
- It doesn't fit the pattern.
- Yeah, point blank.
That's personal.
- Yeah.
- Maybe she was
trying to fight back.
We'll have to check
her nails for DNA.
- Sergeant Bell.
- Yeah?
- Found this next to the body.
- The vic's?
- I don't know.
Maybe the brother knows.
- Come on.
Ramon?
I'm Sergeant Ayanna Bell, NYPD.
- Did they take her?
- Yeah.
- She didn't deserve that,
man. She was just a kid.
- Do you know if this
belonged to your sister?
Look, I know that you
already gave your statement,
but if there's anything
else you can remember...
Did one of the men
have blue eyes?
- Yeah.
The one that was in charge.
He was a big guy with blue eyes.
He was the one that
grabbed my sister.
- Did you see anything,
hear anything?
Anything that stood out?
- When I came to,
one of the guys was yelling
at the big guy to stop.
They started fighting.
My sister, she was screaming.
I heard the glass table shatter.
And then came the
shot that...
- Thank you, Ramon.
I'm really sorry for your loss.
- What do you think?
- I think somebody
tried to stop the rape,
which is why it doesn't
fit the pattern.
- Sergeant, found another
Christmas present.
- What do we got?
- Glass.
From the broken table upstairs.
- Blood on it?
- Sure looks that way.
- If this is from
one of the crew,
we just got our
first solid break.
- You want to say something?
- What was that last night?
That girl did not deserve that.
- You shouldn't
have said my name.
I did what had to be done.
- I'm talking
before that, Vaughn.
'Cause ain't nobody say
that was part of it.
- Sometimes it is.
Sometimes it isn't.
- Well, I'm not
down with it, OK?
Uh-uh, I'm good.
- You don't get to
just walk away now.
We're brothers, remember?
- Yeah, well, brothers
don't do this to each other.
- Yo, Dante, chill.
- No, no, no, Manny.
He needs to chill.
- You want out?
You want to turn your
back on the one person
who stood up for you
when you couldn't?
Go ahead.
Leave.
- I just hung up with Lillian.
She's got questions.
- We're working on answers.
We've got fake cops robbing,
raping, and now murder.
- Which makes us
front page news.
- But the blood evidence...
- I told her.
We're running it,
but she's impatient.
- We all are.
- Labs are in.
CODIS got a hit. Manny Rivera.
- Rivera got a last known?
- Jamaica, Queens.
83rd and Chelsea.
- Hi. Sergeant
Ayanna Bell, NYPD.
- Detective Elliot Stabler.
How are you today?
- Good, good.
- Are you Leonard Baker?
- I am.
- Okay, you're listed as
the last known address
for a Manny Rivera.
Is he here?
Those your kids?
- Those are my foster kids.
Yeah.
Manny was one too, but I
haven't seen him in years.
What happened?
- So he did live here.
Do you remember how long ago?
- Must have been, I don't
know, six, seven years ago.
- Have you had any contact
with him since then?
Manny
was a troubled kid.
- What kind of trouble?
- I don't like to speak badly
about a child in my care.
I try to give them
every opportunity,
but I have rules that
need to be followed.
And Manny sadly wasn't
able to do that,
so I had to send him away.
- And what does that
mean? You sent him where?
- Back in the system.
I don't know what
happened after that.
What kind of trouble is he in?
- If you hear from him, or if
you can think of anybody else
who can put us in touch
with him, give us a call.
- Sure.
- Thank you. Have a great day.
- What you thinking?
- I think he's covering.
- Yeah, I'll get a warrant,
pull his file in ACS.
- You know, I was also
thinking about... what is it...
50% of the people under 20,
they live their lives online.
Let's get Jet on it and
see what she comes up with.
- Yeah.
- Standard F-boy content.
He geotags location, you know,
"Look at me. Look where I am."
- Check out his Story for today.
- Hmm, Club Luxe.
- It's an underground speakeasy
at the 28th Street Station.
- As in the subway station?
- Yeah, it's a thing.
It's like the weirder
the location, the better.
- I like my booze above ground.
- OK, boomer.
- Well, you'll see who
Manny rolls with tonight,
'cause there's no
way he's going alone.
Right, Gen Z?
- You know as well as I do
that this could be a
lot for them to handle.
- I do, but Maria might be
stronger than you think.
- Not Maria that
I'm worried about.
Take all the time you need.
- He looks familiar.
- Familiar how?
- His eyes.
- OK, so let's just keep
looking so we're sure.
- It's just hard to tell.
- That's him.
- What?
- That's him.
The one in the middle.
He's the one who raped me.
It's him.
- OK.
- Thank you, Jazmin.
That's really helpful.
- Do you ever dance
when you go out?
- What?
- The other night,
when we actually had
to look like we were having a
good time on the dance floor,
I got the sense you
were more of a person
who goes and just
watches people.
Look, I'm just trying to
find a way in, that's all.
And you seem, I don't know,
even more anxious lately.
- You're still new, OK?
You don't get to make
those calls about me.
- Well, if you want me
a part of this team,
you got to let me
in at some point.
- That might not be necessary.
- What's that mean?
- Nothing. Forget it.
- See, that's what
I'm talking about.
Every time I ask a simple
question, you just...
- Ready to roll?
- I am.
That's it.
- How do we get in?
- There's a knock pattern
known only to members.
I hacked the owner's database.
- Thanks.
Cheers.
- Cheers.
- It doesn't bother you
what Vaughn's doing?
- Shut up, man. No names.
- Man, I'm just saying.
What he's doing to women,
he's just repeating
what happened to us.
- Why are you getting
all serious, man?
Don't you see all these
fat asses in this club?
We need to get you some.
- Yeah, it's been a minute.
- Hey, is this seat taken?
- It is now, sweet thing.
- Do you get all your lines
from the cheese counter?
- Got you.
- I'm just warming up.
Sit down.
If you want what's good.
- Well, is there a
drink in it for me?
- Baby, I'll get
you the whole bar.
- She's good.
- Yeah.
- Might want to
tell yourself that.
- I will as soon
as I stop worrying.
- You know Jet is a pro.
- So you went with
the pink shirt, huh?
Where'd you get that thing?
- It's salmon, man.
Why, you like it?
- Yeah, it's nice.
It'd look good on
my ex-girlfriend.
Who, Gina?
Only thing that would look
good on her is a nose job.
- Shut up. Don't
listen to him.
This man, he's crazy.
- He knows. It's the truth.
- I'm so sorry to
cut this short.
My friends are ready to go.
- Well, can I at least get
your number or something?
Wow.
- Damn, you're gonna
do me like that?
- Where's your phone?
- She likes to be on top.
- Now I got you, and you got me.
Got him.
Thanks to TARU, Special
Narcotics, and no sleep,
the court's got us
up on Manny's phone.
We have all his texts and
contacts, GPS on the phone,
and a tap that the backup
squad is monitoring.
- What about the
other guy he was with?
- Working on it. Just
gonna take a minute
'cause I didn't get a
chance to clone his phone.
This is Manny.
- You want privacy?
- Please.
Hey, handsome.
- Hey, pretty lady.
When you gonna let
me take you out?
- Uh, you tell me.
- Well, I was thinking,
how about coming to this
party with me tomorrow night?
- Tomorrow?
I thought you said
you were interested.
- Oh, I'm definitely interested,
but, uh, I'm just busy tonight.
I'll hit you up tomorrow
with details. Cool?
- All right, fine.
Wear the pink shirt.
Bye.
Guys like that have
no idea what to do
when a woman takes charge.
Wait, what's that coming up?
Manny's making
another call. Hang on.
- Hey, we got another
raid. Biggest score yet.
We're meeting at
the spot at 9:00.
We're trying to win
this and be out.
- Word. Then and there.
- "Win this and be out."
- One last hit.
- It'll be our last chance.
- How'd the trial go?
- Good. Got done early.
My wife wanted to
go to Williamsburg.
I thought that meant hopping on
the L, shopping with hipsters,
but she meant
Williamsburg, Virginia.
An educational
trip with the kids.
- I like Virginia.
It's for lovers.
- 16 hours with under-12s in
the back of the car fighting?
I didn't love that.
- Well, good to have you back.
- Good to be back.
- That was Jet.
Strap in. We're close.
- NYPD! Open up!
NYPD!
Don't move! Don't move!
- OCCB 10-13. Shots
fired, shots fired.
- Backup's here.
- There they are!
Whoa!
- What are they doing?
They're shooting at us?
- Hey, we're on the job!
We're on the job! Cease fire!
- Retreat!
- Police! Don't move!
Police!
- Ow!
- Leave him!
- Get up, man! Get up! Get up!
- I said let's go!
- I can't leave him!
- Show me your hands!
Show me your hands!
Face to the ground!
Face to the ground!
Don't move!
Got him?
- Rey?
- So this is what we've got.
Two IDs
and your blood at
the crime scene.
I mean, forget about
putting you in prison.
We can put you under the prison.
But you work with us,
your situation gets a
whole hell of a lot better.
- Dante is in
critical condition.
You're the only one that
stopped to help him.
The others didn't hesitate
to leave him there to die.
Those the kind of people
you want to be loyal to?
- You help us,
you help yourself.
- How about you help
me find my lawyer?
How about that?
- Well, how about you take
a look at these pictures
and you tell me?
Lawyer's gonna help
you out with that?
- You want a lawyer? We're
gonna get you a lawyer.
Right away.
- In the meantime,
take a look at those.
- I'll call Lillian and have
her press the DA for no bail.
- I had him.
- You almost had us in
trouble, is what you had.
- Hey, let's talk about tonight.
The cops shooting at us.
- They were returning fire.
- At us.
- Not all cops are
crooked now, Elliot.
- Is that what you
think I'm saying?
- What I think is,
you need to stay quiet
until we can get to
the bottom of this.
- Hey, so we had the team at SVU
run the list of
victims you asked.
Nine women, 17 to 45,
each of them sexually assaulted
by someone posing as a cop.
- And Dante, he was the guy
with Manny at Club Luxe.
Just confirmed it.
- Well, if Manny doesn't work
out, maybe we've got Dante.
- Now he just needs
to stay alive.
Hey.
- Hey.
I spoke to the doctor.
They have to stabilize
him before surgery.
- Is he gonna live?
- It's touch and go.
- So when are you gonna
tell me what's going on?
I saw you at the scene.
You two know each
other or something?
- We were in the
same foster home.
We were brothers.
That's Dante, the one in
there fighting for his life.
One in custody, Manny Rivera.
They called him
D-Man growing up.
- And this is you?
- They called me Little Rey.
- Who's the white kid?
- Vaughn.
Vaughn Davis.
- Blue Eyes.
- What happened in that house,
I think it's why
he's doing this.
- What happened in that house?
the vicious and violent
members of the underworld
are hunted by the detectives
of the Organized
Crime Control Bureau.
These are their stories.
- Who's Frank Donnelly?
A friend.
He was a friend.
And a cop. A very good cop.
And a corrupt one.
And he killed himself...
- Broke my heart, pal.
- Frank!
Leaving behind a wife
and a little baby.
- Frank Elliot Jr.
How you like that?
- And I feel
responsible in some way.
- Stabler's undercover.
Prick's gonna burn us all.
- And that's why they
gave you the medal.
- Yeah.
Father Lin.
- I'm sorry.
I wanted proof you
were actually here
in case, you know,
He asks me later.
- Ah, come on. It
hasn't been that long.
- How old's my niece?
- Ten.
- I don't have a niece.
I have a nephew.
- Nephew. Chris.
- He's 15.
- Oh, yeah, yeah.
All right. Point made.
- Big day today?
- Yeah. Why do you ask?
- Twitter.
You and the Brotherhood
are trending.
- Yeah, I guess I was just
asking for a little backup.
- You know you don't have
to bribe Him to get backup.
- Well, it's New York City.
You know, a bribe never hurts.
- Anything you want
to get off your chest?
- Plenty, but not today.
Not here, not now.
But I appreciate it, Father.
- God be with you.
- Always is.
- Detective Elliot Stabler
has just given his testimony
in the long-awaited
Brotherhood corruption trial.
- Stabler, a
decorated detective,
was embedded with a unit
of dirty cops in the 37th.
Officers were both
cops and robbers.
- Get out of here!
- Detective, how did it feel
to testify against
your fellow cops?
- Stabler, with
your track record,
who are you to pass
judgment on other cops?
- Who am I?
Who am I? I'm a
detective with the NYPD.
I had to take an oath in
order to get this job.
And every day, I wake up,
and I try to honor that promise
that I made to this city...
- You don't know what honor is!
- My coworkers, and the
people who live here.
That's who I am.
- Do you think justice
was done today, Detective?
NYPD! Open up!
- Who you looking for?
- Don't move! On the ground!
- What the hell are you doing?
- I'm already on the ground!
- Let me see your hands!
- Okay, okay, okay!
- All clear.
- Stay on that damn couch!
- Don't be stupid!
- You, did I tell you to move?
- Hit it.
Bingo.
- Just like I thought.
Let's get this in the car.
- Please.
No! No!
- Come with us. Come with us.
Leave them alone!
- I told you to stay back.
Get in.
- Come on. Come on.
- No! No!
- Get up!
- Get over there!
- Rollins, hey.
- Hey.
Liv said it'd be all
right to give you a call.
- Of course, anytime.
How's the captain doing?
- She's good.
- All right, good.
So you got two vics?
- Yeah.
A mother and her teenage
daughter, they were assaulted.
- And?
- And... well, we don't
have a lot to go on.
They're both keeping quiet,
and neither one of them
consented to a rape kit.
- You think they're
covering for someone?
Rollins, why am I here?
- They're saying cops did it.
- Oh.
- The mom says that
officers showed up,
started smashing walls,
and raped her and her
daughter in a back room.
- NYPD?
- Just like the Brotherhood.
- No.
Rape was never part of
the Brotherhood's MO.
You know, they were about
the money, getting paid.
- Right, but then
they got busted,
so maybe they're about
something else now,
like sending a message?
- To who? Me?
How old's the daughter?
- She's 16.
Her name's Jazmin.
Her mother's Maria.
- Hi, Maria. I'm Elliot.
Detective Rollins has
told me what happened.
Police officers did this.
- And this was who I was
telling you about, my friend.
He polices the police.
- Can I talk with you?
- They wore masks.
They didn't have badges
on their uniforms.
- Do you remember
any physical details?
Names, hair color?
Anything will help.
- I tried to save my daughter,
but they beat me.
They made me watch.
- Maria, I'm gonna
make a promise to you.
I'm gonna do everything in my
power to find these people,
but I need to know
where this happened.
I need an address.
- Maria, the only people
you're helping now
are the ones who hurt you.
Help us find them.
So we can punish them.
- Only God can punish them.
- So help me be His backup.
- Let me take this investigation
to the next level.
- You know as well as I do
what the eighth floor will say.
- OK, convince them.
- Look, you caught
Henry Cole's killer
and took a crooked union
head out of the casino belt.
Take the win.
Parlay it into a better
position for yourself,
one with less time on the street
and more time with Jack.
- But what about OCCB?
- This task force was created
to take down Richard Wheatley.
You've done that and a lot more.
End on a high note.
- Wait, end?
- It's time for
everyone to move on.
Besides, after that circus
at the courthouse yesterday,
Stabler is not a good
alliance for you anymore.
- Stabler is my friend.
He's the best damn detective
I have ever worked with.
I will not abandon him
for doing the right thing.
- Ayanna, I have your
best interests at heart.
Trust me, it's time for you
to go to the next level.
I'll put some feelers
out for you at 1PP.
- Good morning.
- Is it?
- Hey, guys.
Sarge in? I need
to talk to her.
How long has she been here?
- You mean Cruella?
Too long.
- Deputy Inspector Goldfarb.
- Detective Stabler.
We'll talk soon.
- Anything about
that I need to know?
- Not yet.
Any leads on the home invasion?
- Yeah, it's cops.
And it's bad.
- This the mom's house?
- Son.
Son is the owner.
Gabriel Esparza.
He's also the owner of
a pretty good rap sheet.
Did time upstate
for drug dealing.
- Mom and daughter are
part of the operation?
- According to mom, no.
Didn't know anything,
and I believe her.
- That should give
us some leverage.
I'll do the talking.
I'll do the talking.
- Hey, what was that earlier?
Back at the office,
you were all jumpy.
- No, I wasn't.
- Jet, I'm a detective.
I notice these things.
You were jumpy.
Was it Bell? You
heard something?
- OK, now you're reaching.
- And you're lying.
- We'll take the front.
You guys take the back.
Gabriel Esparza! NYPD!
Elliot.
- Thought I heard something.
- Gabriel Esparza! Police!
Gabriel! NYPD!
Hey.
- You ain't coming
in my house again.
- OK, whoa, whoa,
whoa. Hey, hey.
Listen to me.
We're really the NYPD here.
We know what happened.
We're here to help.
- Oh, yeah, like last time?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Put the weapon down!
- We just came
from the hospital.
Maria and Jazmin.
They're the ones
who sent us here.
So let's... let's
drop the knife.
Drop the knife.
- You're that cop that
busted those other cops.
- That's right.
- Yeah, you're the rat.
- All right. I don't
care what you call me.
Listen to me. We're
all gonna calm down.
We're gonna talk.
And you're gonna drop the knife
or things are gonna
get really complicated.
- He means I'm gonna shoot you.
- Man, you two better
not be lying to me.
- How many were there?
- I counted six.
- Anything stand out?
Accents, tattoos?
- They were in
uniforms and had masks.
I couldn't see nothing.
- Who could have
tipped them off?
- I'm not gonna tell you that.
I start naming names, I
become a rat just like him.
- Found casings.
Three different weapons.
- Silver jackets, armor
piercing rounds, and .45 ACPs.
- It's from a MAC-10.
- Yeah, NYPD doesn't
issue MAC-10s.
- OK, all right, so
we're done here guys.
Let's go.
- Wait, hold up.
You're leaving?
- Yeah.
We're leaving because you
won't answer any questions.
Now I got your mother and
your sister in the hospital.
And you know what
happened to them
and you know why they're there,
but you want to do it your way?
All right, good luck to you.
- The leader.
He had these crazy blue eyes.
- You can track down someone
with crazy blue eyes, right?
- Oh, definitely.
Piece of cake.
- All right. Thanks
for your help.
- Word on the street,
he's straight up gangster.
Runs with a crew of the same.
Real killers.
- We need a name.
- If I had a name,
he'd already be dead.
That's all I know.
Swear to God.
- For your sake, I
hope He's listening.
Are we done?
- Yep.
- Let's track down
some gangsters
who are posing as cops
before they hit again.
- There he is.
- Get in here.
Come here! Aw!
- My man!
Whoo! Yeah!
- Man.
What's up, big dog?
- Damn, man.
You've been hitting that
iron hard in there, huh?
- Yeah, man. Trying to get
swole like you, big bro.
- So how does it feel
to be the last Black man
in jail for weed?
- Damn, man, I'm
trying to find out
where the weed at now.
- Oh, you know I got you.
- No, we got each other.
You ain't smoking
nothing in my new car.
Check this out.
- Hold on, this is you?
- This is us.
- God damn!
Yo, Vaughn, how'd
you pull this off?
- Bro, you ain't
seen nothing yet.
Wait till you see the crib.
- Why? What's at the crib?
- Get in. I'll show you.
- Uh-uh, uh-uh. Get
out of here, man.
I'm going shotgun.
- You know what...
- I've been in prison, man.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, go ahead.
- All right, bitch?
- Enjoy your time.
That's my seat.
- One of our vics, Maria,
said they were gloved up.
Wore masks, condoms,
and hairnets.
- That takes planning.
- Yep.
- OK, what about these casings?
MAC-10, that's not
something you see every day.
- So I clustered all
the gunfire reports
from the last three months
and their follow-ups.
Seven instances
reported MAC-10 casings.
- Cross-check that
with reported rapes.
- I already did.
Three hospitals
reported admittance
of sexual assault victims on
the same days as the shootings,
nine in total.
- All nine refused to
identify their assailant.
You know, I can
have a team from SVU
create a grid, locations,
timelines, the works.
- I'll follow up
on the shootings.
Maybe get Reyes on board.
- He's at court testifying
against the inmate
that poked him.
You give him a hand with those
MAC-10 shooting locations.
- Sure.
Are you serious?
- Welcome home, brother.
- Come on in.
Wow.
Vaughn, like, seriously, man,
like, how did you
get all this stuff?
Did you guys rob a bank?
- I'll show you.
Oh, damn, it's the cops!
- What... what's this?
- Hey, cops.
Why don't you wave to
my boy, Dante, here?
Sup, dude?
- Sup?
- This is my own
division of the NYPD.
The Robin Hood.
- 'Cause we be robbing the hood.
- Yeah.
We steal from the rich
and give to ourselves.
So now you get to
join our band of...
merry gangsters.
- I'm gonna call you Lil' Jon.
I'm Tuck. Vaughn's
King Richard.
- Vaughn, I don't know,
man. I mean, I just got out.
- Hey, I've been working hard
to put this operation together.
Waiting for you to get out.
Do you ever think about
what we went through?
Hmm?
Foster care with that bastard.
No help from the cops.
Well, now we got the power.
So let's use it.
- NYPD.
Want to talk about the
gunfire reported here
a few nights ago.
- Gunfire?
No, no, that wasn't gunfire.
Had the TV on too loud.
- Loud enough you
didn't notice the slugs
coming through the windows?
- I don't think
he wants to talk.
- What gives you
that impression?
- We got six more.
Let's keep going.
- NYPD!
Everyone on the ground now!
Right, now you spread out.
- Yeah.
- Tell whoever is in
there the same thing.
- OK.
All right, get on the ground.
- More savage.
You're a cop, bruh.
- I said get your
ass on the ground!
- Yes! Yes!
Now, once we're
in, you tear it up.
It's all timing.
Find the stash, get out.
And if you shoot...
shoot to kill.
- OK.
All right, let's go again.
- It feels good, doesn't it?
- Whoo!
- Let's go.
NYPD! Open up!
On the floor now!
- Get down! Get
on the floor now!
- Don't get up!
- Don't move.
- Don't move!
- Sit down!
- I got 'em. I got
'em. I got 'em.
- Where's the stash, huh?
Show me where it is,
or it only gets worse.
- It's in the wall over there.
- Over here?
- Yeah.
- Hit it.
- Yeah.
- We got it!
- There it is! There it is!
There it is! There
it is! There it is!
We got it. We got it.
- This is getting too easy.
- Yes, sir.
Jackpot.
All right. You ready?
What's going on?
- No!
No! No! No!
No! No!
No, stop!
No, please!
Please!
No!
- Whoa! Hey, hey!
What are you doing?
- No! No!
- Vaughn, what are you doing?
- You said my name.
You said my name.
- No!
No, no!
- Yo! Hey, stop!
What are you doing?
Get off me!
- You see what you made me do?
You see what you made me do?
- Come on, dude. Come on.
We got to go. We got to go.
- But he...
- Go! Go, go!
- Excuse us, please.
- It's the same MO.
Shell casings everywhere.
Silver jackets, hollow points,
even the ACPs from a MAC-10.
What do we know about the vic?
- Tiana Samuels, 23.
Sister of the homeowner,
Ramon Samuels.
She was shot point blank.
No sign of sexual assault.
- It doesn't fit the pattern.
- Yeah, point blank.
That's personal.
- Yeah.
- Maybe she was
trying to fight back.
We'll have to check
her nails for DNA.
- Sergeant Bell.
- Yeah?
- Found this next to the body.
- The vic's?
- I don't know.
Maybe the brother knows.
- Come on.
Ramon?
I'm Sergeant Ayanna Bell, NYPD.
- Did they take her?
- Yeah.
- She didn't deserve that,
man. She was just a kid.
- Do you know if this
belonged to your sister?
Look, I know that you
already gave your statement,
but if there's anything
else you can remember...
Did one of the men
have blue eyes?
- Yeah.
The one that was in charge.
He was a big guy with blue eyes.
He was the one that
grabbed my sister.
- Did you see anything,
hear anything?
Anything that stood out?
- When I came to,
one of the guys was yelling
at the big guy to stop.
They started fighting.
My sister, she was screaming.
I heard the glass table shatter.
And then came the
shot that...
- Thank you, Ramon.
I'm really sorry for your loss.
- What do you think?
- I think somebody
tried to stop the rape,
which is why it doesn't
fit the pattern.
- Sergeant, found another
Christmas present.
- What do we got?
- Glass.
From the broken table upstairs.
- Blood on it?
- Sure looks that way.
- If this is from
one of the crew,
we just got our
first solid break.
- You want to say something?
- What was that last night?
That girl did not deserve that.
- You shouldn't
have said my name.
I did what had to be done.
- I'm talking
before that, Vaughn.
'Cause ain't nobody say
that was part of it.
- Sometimes it is.
Sometimes it isn't.
- Well, I'm not
down with it, OK?
Uh-uh, I'm good.
- You don't get to
just walk away now.
We're brothers, remember?
- Yeah, well, brothers
don't do this to each other.
- Yo, Dante, chill.
- No, no, no, Manny.
He needs to chill.
- You want out?
You want to turn your
back on the one person
who stood up for you
when you couldn't?
Go ahead.
Leave.
- I just hung up with Lillian.
She's got questions.
- We're working on answers.
We've got fake cops robbing,
raping, and now murder.
- Which makes us
front page news.
- But the blood evidence...
- I told her.
We're running it,
but she's impatient.
- We all are.
- Labs are in.
CODIS got a hit. Manny Rivera.
- Rivera got a last known?
- Jamaica, Queens.
83rd and Chelsea.
- Hi. Sergeant
Ayanna Bell, NYPD.
- Detective Elliot Stabler.
How are you today?
- Good, good.
- Are you Leonard Baker?
- I am.
- Okay, you're listed as
the last known address
for a Manny Rivera.
Is he here?
Those your kids?
- Those are my foster kids.
Yeah.
Manny was one too, but I
haven't seen him in years.
What happened?
- So he did live here.
Do you remember how long ago?
- Must have been, I don't
know, six, seven years ago.
- Have you had any contact
with him since then?
Manny
was a troubled kid.
- What kind of trouble?
- I don't like to speak badly
about a child in my care.
I try to give them
every opportunity,
but I have rules that
need to be followed.
And Manny sadly wasn't
able to do that,
so I had to send him away.
- And what does that
mean? You sent him where?
- Back in the system.
I don't know what
happened after that.
What kind of trouble is he in?
- If you hear from him, or if
you can think of anybody else
who can put us in touch
with him, give us a call.
- Sure.
- Thank you. Have a great day.
- What you thinking?
- I think he's covering.
- Yeah, I'll get a warrant,
pull his file in ACS.
- You know, I was also
thinking about... what is it...
50% of the people under 20,
they live their lives online.
Let's get Jet on it and
see what she comes up with.
- Yeah.
- Standard F-boy content.
He geotags location, you know,
"Look at me. Look where I am."
- Check out his Story for today.
- Hmm, Club Luxe.
- It's an underground speakeasy
at the 28th Street Station.
- As in the subway station?
- Yeah, it's a thing.
It's like the weirder
the location, the better.
- I like my booze above ground.
- OK, boomer.
- Well, you'll see who
Manny rolls with tonight,
'cause there's no
way he's going alone.
Right, Gen Z?
- You know as well as I do
that this could be a
lot for them to handle.
- I do, but Maria might be
stronger than you think.
- Not Maria that
I'm worried about.
Take all the time you need.
- He looks familiar.
- Familiar how?
- His eyes.
- OK, so let's just keep
looking so we're sure.
- It's just hard to tell.
- That's him.
- What?
- That's him.
The one in the middle.
He's the one who raped me.
It's him.
- OK.
- Thank you, Jazmin.
That's really helpful.
- Do you ever dance
when you go out?
- What?
- The other night,
when we actually had
to look like we were having a
good time on the dance floor,
I got the sense you
were more of a person
who goes and just
watches people.
Look, I'm just trying to
find a way in, that's all.
And you seem, I don't know,
even more anxious lately.
- You're still new, OK?
You don't get to make
those calls about me.
- Well, if you want me
a part of this team,
you got to let me
in at some point.
- That might not be necessary.
- What's that mean?
- Nothing. Forget it.
- See, that's what
I'm talking about.
Every time I ask a simple
question, you just...
- Ready to roll?
- I am.
That's it.
- How do we get in?
- There's a knock pattern
known only to members.
I hacked the owner's database.
- Thanks.
Cheers.
- Cheers.
- It doesn't bother you
what Vaughn's doing?
- Shut up, man. No names.
- Man, I'm just saying.
What he's doing to women,
he's just repeating
what happened to us.
- Why are you getting
all serious, man?
Don't you see all these
fat asses in this club?
We need to get you some.
- Yeah, it's been a minute.
- Hey, is this seat taken?
- It is now, sweet thing.
- Do you get all your lines
from the cheese counter?
- Got you.
- I'm just warming up.
Sit down.
If you want what's good.
- Well, is there a
drink in it for me?
- Baby, I'll get
you the whole bar.
- She's good.
- Yeah.
- Might want to
tell yourself that.
- I will as soon
as I stop worrying.
- You know Jet is a pro.
- So you went with
the pink shirt, huh?
Where'd you get that thing?
- It's salmon, man.
Why, you like it?
- Yeah, it's nice.
It'd look good on
my ex-girlfriend.
Who, Gina?
Only thing that would look
good on her is a nose job.
- Shut up. Don't
listen to him.
This man, he's crazy.
- He knows. It's the truth.
- I'm so sorry to
cut this short.
My friends are ready to go.
- Well, can I at least get
your number or something?
Wow.
- Damn, you're gonna
do me like that?
- Where's your phone?
- She likes to be on top.
- Now I got you, and you got me.
Got him.
Thanks to TARU, Special
Narcotics, and no sleep,
the court's got us
up on Manny's phone.
We have all his texts and
contacts, GPS on the phone,
and a tap that the backup
squad is monitoring.
- What about the
other guy he was with?
- Working on it. Just
gonna take a minute
'cause I didn't get a
chance to clone his phone.
This is Manny.
- You want privacy?
- Please.
Hey, handsome.
- Hey, pretty lady.
When you gonna let
me take you out?
- Uh, you tell me.
- Well, I was thinking,
how about coming to this
party with me tomorrow night?
- Tomorrow?
I thought you said
you were interested.
- Oh, I'm definitely interested,
but, uh, I'm just busy tonight.
I'll hit you up tomorrow
with details. Cool?
- All right, fine.
Wear the pink shirt.
Bye.
Guys like that have
no idea what to do
when a woman takes charge.
Wait, what's that coming up?
Manny's making
another call. Hang on.
- Hey, we got another
raid. Biggest score yet.
We're meeting at
the spot at 9:00.
We're trying to win
this and be out.
- Word. Then and there.
- "Win this and be out."
- One last hit.
- It'll be our last chance.
- How'd the trial go?
- Good. Got done early.
My wife wanted to
go to Williamsburg.
I thought that meant hopping on
the L, shopping with hipsters,
but she meant
Williamsburg, Virginia.
An educational
trip with the kids.
- I like Virginia.
It's for lovers.
- 16 hours with under-12s in
the back of the car fighting?
I didn't love that.
- Well, good to have you back.
- Good to be back.
- That was Jet.
Strap in. We're close.
- NYPD! Open up!
NYPD!
Don't move! Don't move!
- OCCB 10-13. Shots
fired, shots fired.
- Backup's here.
- There they are!
Whoa!
- What are they doing?
They're shooting at us?
- Hey, we're on the job!
We're on the job! Cease fire!
- Retreat!
- Police! Don't move!
Police!
- Ow!
- Leave him!
- Get up, man! Get up! Get up!
- I said let's go!
- I can't leave him!
- Show me your hands!
Show me your hands!
Face to the ground!
Face to the ground!
Don't move!
Got him?
- Rey?
- So this is what we've got.
Two IDs
and your blood at
the crime scene.
I mean, forget about
putting you in prison.
We can put you under the prison.
But you work with us,
your situation gets a
whole hell of a lot better.
- Dante is in
critical condition.
You're the only one that
stopped to help him.
The others didn't hesitate
to leave him there to die.
Those the kind of people
you want to be loyal to?
- You help us,
you help yourself.
- How about you help
me find my lawyer?
How about that?
- Well, how about you take
a look at these pictures
and you tell me?
Lawyer's gonna help
you out with that?
- You want a lawyer? We're
gonna get you a lawyer.
Right away.
- In the meantime,
take a look at those.
- I'll call Lillian and have
her press the DA for no bail.
- I had him.
- You almost had us in
trouble, is what you had.
- Hey, let's talk about tonight.
The cops shooting at us.
- They were returning fire.
- At us.
- Not all cops are
crooked now, Elliot.
- Is that what you
think I'm saying?
- What I think is,
you need to stay quiet
until we can get to
the bottom of this.
- Hey, so we had the team at SVU
run the list of
victims you asked.
Nine women, 17 to 45,
each of them sexually assaulted
by someone posing as a cop.
- And Dante, he was the guy
with Manny at Club Luxe.
Just confirmed it.
- Well, if Manny doesn't work
out, maybe we've got Dante.
- Now he just needs
to stay alive.
Hey.
- Hey.
I spoke to the doctor.
They have to stabilize
him before surgery.
- Is he gonna live?
- It's touch and go.
- So when are you gonna
tell me what's going on?
I saw you at the scene.
You two know each
other or something?
- We were in the
same foster home.
We were brothers.
That's Dante, the one in
there fighting for his life.
One in custody, Manny Rivera.
They called him
D-Man growing up.
- And this is you?
- They called me Little Rey.
- Who's the white kid?
- Vaughn.
Vaughn Davis.
- Blue Eyes.
- What happened in that house,
I think it's why
he's doing this.
- What happened in that house?