Law & Order: Special Victims Unit (1999–…): Season 1, Episode 11 - Bad Blood - full transcript

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.

What've we got?

A dead victim, head
bashed in, privates exposed.

Tech found seminal fluid on the face,
legs and mouth, and we thought of you.

Was she a resident
of the building?

He.



We've ID'd him as Seth Langdon.

He lived in the building
on the sixth floor.

Nice two-bedroom but he lived
alone as far as we could tell.

Looks like this is
where it went down.

Benson: This guy
didn't die quietly.

Somebody must've
heard something.

They did. There was a loud
party in the building in 3B.

Pretty ironic ending,
don't you think?

- Stabler: Why's that?
- Well, him being
Seth Langdon and all.

Son of William H. Langdon?

Head of The Moral Coalition?

Yeah, the guy who's always going around
preaching about good clean wholesome living.

Believes homosexuality
can be cured.

That's one way to fix 'em.



(theme music plays)

What's going on?

- Cragen: Here, John.
- What's this?

Police union found us
better health insurance.

This form is longer
than the last book I read.

- Don't you see
what they're doing?
- They're looking out for you.

Psychiatric coverage
increased to 80%.

Relax, it's just a medical form.

Right, as soon as they find out
that your mother had diabetes

or that your father had male
pattern baldness... sorry, Chief...

They'll have your entire genealogical...
not to mention, genetic fingerprint.

They'll know when you're
gonna die, how it's gonna occur

and what song you
want sung at your funeral.

There's two "r"
s in hemorrhoids.

I'm a desk jockey, what
do you want from me?

See, she's got the right idea.

Leave the father's side
blank, that'll mess 'em up.

Let's keep our eyes
on our own paper.

Okay, talk to me about our
rooftop homicide, people.

Name's Seth Langdon.

White male, 21.

He was at a party on the
third floor of his building,

made his way up to the
rooftop around 1:00 am.,

there was seminal fluid
found on the victim...

We're assuming it's pre-mortem.
Genitals were exposed.

He was beat up pretty
good, culminating in his head

being bashed up
against the AC unit.

- Lover's quarrel.
- Sexual predator
from the party?

Initial ME report has two types of
seminal fluid... one the victim's...

The other the doer's?

What do you say we
start with the hosts,

work our way
through the guest list.

Langdon? I just read this
piece about William Langdon,

spouting off about how
homosexuals can be cured.

- Victim was his son.
- Get out of here.

One out of every 10 men is gay.

Let's see how Mr. Langdon felt

about that statistic
hitting home.

Don't make any more
barbs about Benson's father.

Excuse me?

You don't know
the history there?

No, what was he, an alcoholic?

Deadbeat dad? Jehovah's Witness?

The only thing she
knows about him was

he was the man who
raped her mother.

Excuse me, who are you?
How did you get by reception?

We're Detectives Benson and Stabler.
We need to see William Langdon.

Mr. Langdon's not
seeing anyone today.

We're not here selling Amway.

It's all right, Steven,
you can let them in.

- Do you have any idea who might
want to do this to your son?
- No.

Was he involved with anyone?

Did he have a boyfriend?

Or boyfriends?

My son was not a homosexual.

Mr. Langdon, you are aware

of the circumstances
of your son's death?

Seth was merely...

going through a rebellious
phase, all children do.

We had it under control.

Just how do you control

a person's natural
sexual orientation?

Homosexuality is not natural.

It is a crime against God.

And AIDS is divine retribution.

Are you being flippant with me?

We're really just trying to find

your son's killer, Mr. Langdon.

That's our only agenda here.

Seth was so confused.

I did everything I
could to help him.

I got him into one of those
sexual rehabilitation centers.

They have an
excellent success rate.

Seth completed the
program two months ago.

Meaning he was "cured"?

Yes.

So, the party got a
little bit out of hand.

Oh, I see.

You hear "gay" and "party"

and naturally you
think S & M orgy.

No, but the last party I went
to, everyone made it home alive.

The victim's blood
alcohol was 0.15.

If you were a bartender
you'd be legally responsible.

I haven't tended bar
since Studio 54 closed.

Think... did anybody,
for any reason,

stand out that night
in one way or another?

If they didn't, they wouldn't
have gotten in the door.

Our guests were very prominent
members of the community.

Prominent or not, we need
their names and addresses.

- How well did you know Seth?
- He just moved in recently.

I guess we saw him a handful
of times in the building's gym.

He's a nice kid.

Still finding himself...
So much turmoil.

Seth hook up with
anybody at this party?

On the contrary, you
might say he unhooked...

From the good-looking blond
gentleman he walked in the door with.

- This man have a name?
- He didn't stay long enough
for us to catch it.

After one drink, Seth
got a little flirtatious.

His friend got upset
and insisted they leave.

The next thing, they're
exchanging words in the hallway.

- They leave together?
- No.

Seth came back in by himself,

grabbed a bottle of beer
and headed for the balcony,

we assumed, to cool down.

What happened on the
roof was outside of our world.

This was a very
civilized gathering.

Woman: "Just
stay out of my life!"

And then we hear a beer
bottle smash outside our window.

- Is this your apartment?
- Yeah, the ground floor
apartment.

It's the only way we
can afford this building.

On top of which I
do light maintenance

and my husband's
the weekend super.

These are the detectives
investigating that man's murder.

Can't believe it happened.

What do you know
about the parties in 3B?

Normally they're quiet.

Except last night, we
get three phone calls

complaining about the music.

Finally, Jesse had to
go up and talk to them.

- And what time was that?
- Around 1:00.

By any chance, did you
happen to see him at that time?

No, I didn't go in.

I just asked them to turn
down the music and I left.

When you heard the bottle
smash, you look out the window?

- Yes.
- Benson: And what'd you see?

A blond guy getting
into a Lincoln Town Car,

you know, the
chauffeur-driven type.

Anything come up on
any of the party guests?

No, I just started
inputting them.

What?

Your father comment
I made earlier,

I didn't know he
was a... you know.

A rapist.

I know.

Listen, Cragen and
Stabler know. Otherwise I...

- Got it.
- Thanks.

- Ever catch the guy?
- Nope.

Were there any
leads at the time?

Nope.

You ever need
to talk to anybody,

I'm here.

Okay.

Hey, we got the kid
on the car service.

The man picked up in
front of the victim's building,

was driven to a brownstone
on the Upper East Side.

Name is Steven Hale.

Good.

What are you doing here?

You're boss had no idea, did he?

- About what?
- What you did to his son.

Daddy,

let's go!

Why would a gay
man work for Langdon,

one of the most conservative
bigots in the country?

Hale's not exactly
open about his sexuality.

Don't you think Hale's
wife and kid think

he has an uncanny
ability to accessorize?

Have you seen him? He
doesn't accessorize all that well.

- Maybe Hale's not gay.
- Right.

- How do you prove it?
- One very tried and true way... jealousy.

Witnesses said Hale was jealous

when Seth started
hitting on other guys.

Ah, the old green-eyed monster.

Maybe Hale thought that by
working for Langdon he'd be cured.

Like Langdon thought Camp
Wild Bunch cured his own son.

- And Daddy knows best.
- And makes damn sure
everyone else knows it.

I don't know how
people, smart people,

educated people, think that way.

I mean actually think you can
change the way somebody's wired.

You know anyone who would
actually choose to be gay...

Risk family rejection...
Discrimination?

- Choose all that heartache?
- Heartache is not unique
to being gay.

But I know what you
mean. In those camps

one of the treatments is
electro-shock therapy to the groin.

- Sound familiar?
- Yeah, Avenal's tried it
on sex offenders.

- With much the same success.
- You're saying we're
like William H. Langdon?

No, we don't try to rewire
people. We try to contain them.

Look at him. Steven
Hale is fuming.

Stabler: He's been living a
lie, we happen to catch him at it.

- Of course he's mad.
- Specifically, he's mad at you.

Mmm, which is why we thought
you'd have better luck with him.

Yeah, you're smart and
God knows you're patient.

I am not a homosexual!

Okay.

Part of my job was to
keep an eye on Seth.

Mr. Langdon is seriously eyeing
a run for a congressional seat,

but the scandal of an
openly homosexual son...

(chuckles)

look at the damage the
lesbian sister caused Newt.

Actually, she was a half-sister.

She may have been a half-sister

but unfortunately for
Newt, she was all lesbian.

You don't think Newt's problems

had anything to do
with his ethics violations

or him being a
pedantic megalomaniac

who espouses family values

while serving his cancer-stricken
wife with divorce papers

while she's on her
hospital deathbed?

Did that ever occur to you?

Anybody know where Cassidy is?

Seth didn't show up at his
father's fund-raiser that night,

Mr. Langdon asked
me to check up on him.

But when I got to his floor,
Seth brushed right by me.

I followed, giving him
a piece of my mind,

and the next thing I knew,

I... I find myself
at that party.

You were upset that
he was flirting, right?

Because it was revolting.

Of course, I tried to
persuade him to leave.

He wouldn't but...

- And what he said
on the balcony?
- Was not a breakup.

"Stay out of my life" was
a message to his father.

If only I tried harder to
get him away from there,

he'd still be alive.

Okay, guys, where do we stand?

The wife confirms that
he never left the house

after the car service
dropped him off around 12:30.

He is mentioned in
the victim's journal.

But only in pejorative
terms. No love affair there.

And Mr. Langdon confirmed that
he sent him to check on his son.

Hmmm. We send Steven Hale home.

- With our apologies
for the inconvenience?
- Of course.

Okay, I guess that takes
us back to the party guests.

Yeah, I cross-referenced
them against the journal,

but no history with any of them.

Wow, this is some shindig.

We've got names from
the "Social Register,"

an assemblyman, a
major AIDS fund-raiser.

None of whom are likely to
be big fans of the victim's father.

Prominent or not,
let's check 'em all.

Andre Lasnik?

I'm in the middle
of rehearsal here.

And we're in the middle
of a homicide investigation.

(music stops)

Seth Langdon... did you
have any interaction with him?

We were introduced in passing.
It's horrible what happened.

What time did you
leave the party?

After 1:00... With
my first chair bassoon

and... another couple.

Lee Vaughn and Joaquin Morano.

We took a taxi to the Carlyle.

We understand
that Seth was very...

friendly at the party.

And that you two seemed
particularly chummy.

Look, I'm almost
20 years his senior.

We talked about his childhood.

I gathered, due to the
dynamic with the father,

Seth probably sought
out the affections

of older men or
unobtainable men.

So you of course
did the noble thing?

I... I admit I was torn.

I excused myself to the restroom

to get perspective.

When I came out he was gone.

Was anyone else gone
when you got back?

Not that I noticed. Maybe
you could tell from the tape.

- What tape is that?
- Oh, one of the guests
had a camcorder.

Had it going the whole time.
Assemblyman Rossi's boyfriend, Joe.

Joe Bandolini.

- Officer Bandolini?
- Yeah?

Hey, can we have a
few minutes of your time?

In private?

- The Langdon case?
- We understand you have
a videotape of the party.

The party, not the murder.

Your tape could show the
events leading up to the murder.

It doesn't.

You mind if we judge
that for ourselves?

Actually I do.

I've managed to keep my personal
life and the job completely separate.

No one in my squad
knows, not even my partner.

- I'd like to keep it that way.
- We are not looking
to change that.

This'll be handled
with discretion.

Right. Tape goes into
evidence and somehow

finds itself circulating
the precinct, I'm finished.

- It's not gonna happen.
- You're right, it's not.

Benson: You gonna
make us get a warrant?

Look, I'm a good cop.
If there was anything

on that tape to help your
investigation, I'd tell you.

Not good enough. You'll do
right by us, I promise you...

I'm promising you
we'll do right by you.

I'll come by your
squadroom in the morning.

Munch: How did we
solve cases back then?

No FBI link up, no
DNA, no forensics.

Good old fashioned shoe leather.

- Was Conklin a good detective?
- One of the best,
may he rest in peace.

I wish I could've talked to him.

Would've gotten you
more than reading his notes.

He was a spotty note taker,

but up here, a steel trap.

He remembered every
detail of every case he worked.

He didn't have much
on the Benson case.

Any idea what
"Pull in CK" means?

CK, this is '68.

That's gotta be Carl Kudlak.

We pulled him in on a
bunch of rapes back then.

Took us forever to
finally pin one on him.

- Why's that?
- Had a wife who alibied him
every time.

She killed herself in '72...

Or we never would've gotten him.

Thanks.

- (knocks)
- You wanted to see me?

Can you shut the door?

I believe you've
met Officer Bandolini.

And this is Mr. Shore,
his GOAL representative.

GOAL? Do we really need

the Gay Officers Action
League involved in all this?

We understand
you and your partner

have been harassing
Officer Bandolini.

I'm afraid we have to intervene.

Harassed? We in no
way harassed your officer.

We asked for him to turn
over a piece of evidence to us.

We don't consider
threats of legal action

and public
humiliation a courtesy.

- Public humiliation?
- Obviously, there's
a misunderstanding here.

Don't forget we're
all on the same side.

Let's sit down and see if we
can work this out amicably.

That's necessary. We've
both reviewed the tape

and I assure you it contains
no compelling evidence.

With all due respect, sir,
that's really our call to make.

All we need to do is to view it.

You have your needs,
we have our rights.

Meanwhile, if Officer
Bandolini is outed,

even accidentally on purpose,

you'll be hit with
a defamation suit

that will make your head spin.

Thank you.

Well, this is just great.

They filed an injunction.

- I think you better
get Benson in here.
- Yep.

I had a little free
time last night,

so I looked up your case.

- The Langdon case?
- No, your mother's.

The detective who
investigated is dead

so I spoke to one
of his proteges.

Munch, it's not that I don't
appreciate the thought,

but I'm already on it.

I can't tell you how many
times I've gone over the report,

listened to his statement,
gone through six packs.

- Spoke to investigators,
visited the crime scene?
- Trust me...

I've pulled everything
there is to pull.

I don't think this was pullable.

I don't know what
it will come to,

but from what I've
heard, he's right for it.

- You bothering my partner?
- No.

- Huh?
- Huh? No.

I have to warn you, The
RFLP wasn't back yet.

But I ran a couple
of quick test results

through the databank,
and I got a hit.

- What's the name?
- This isn't going to hold up
in court, mind you,

but I ran the PCR and the
mitochondrial. They're quick but...

The name?

Ray Gunther.

Why do I know that name?

We studied him at the academy.

He was the guy who terrorized women
for an entire summer in the early '80s.

He was known as
the Parkway Rapist.

But they put him away.

He's out.

There's no way they
would release Ray Gunther.

He brutally raped seven women... two of
which had to have reconstructive surgery.

Maybe he escaped.
Anything from Sing-Sing?

They've had me on
hold for 10 minutes.

If he escaped, he took the
whole administrative staff with him.

Yes, I need to speak with the DA
who handled the Ray Gunther case.

- He was paroled.
- That was my guess.

- When?
- Cragen: A month ago.

- Why?
- He served 15
of his 25-to-life.

Prisons are overcrowded,
got to make room somehow.

So by all means
let out Ray Gunther,

knowing the recidivism
rate of sexual predators.

He's gotta file with the
Sex Offender's Registry.

- We got an address?
- We do.

And you shouldn't have
too much trouble finding it.

It's in the same building
where Seth Langdon was killed.

(knocking)

- Uh, hi.
- Hey, Jesse Hansen, right?

Detectives, did
you catch the guy?

No, but we think
we're pretty close.

Do you need anything else?
Do you have any more questions?

Just one.

Is there a Ray Gunther
staying with you?

No, no one staying with us.

That's funny.

This is the address he gave
authorities after his parole.

Any idea why he
would've done that?

He's my brother.

So why'd you change
your last name, Jesse?

Come on, you legally
change your last name.

There's got to be
a reason for that.

- Was "Gunther" not too popular
a name in your neighborhood?
- No, it wasn't.

- People give you a hard
time about it, I bet.
- Yeah, they did.

Don't let Ray cause any more trouble than
he already has. Just tell us where he is.

I don't know where he is.

But you know what he did.

Don't you?

Why do we have to be separated?

It's just standard procedure.

I know my husband. He's
not going to say anything.

But you don't know the psychological
hold that Ray has over him.

We're listening.

Jesse was 15 when
they locked Ray up.

Reporters snuck into his high
school and asked him questions...

in front of his classmates.

Jesse said he thought
Ray should be put to death.

They ran that as a headline.

Ray has been working
that guilt ever since.

Is that why Jesse let him
stay with you when he got out?

Yes, but I couldn't take it after a
week. I had to put my foot down.

He was talking to Jesse about getting
him a job in his construction crew.

- That would have been bad?
- It would've ruined his life.

Because they would've
found out he was Ray's brother.

Because they would've
found out he was a Gunther.

The whole family's bad.

The father was in and out
of jail his whole miserable life,

The mother is a
piece of garbage.

And I don't have to
tell you about Ray.

There is nothing but bad
blood in that whole family.

Did you see Ray in your building

the night Seth was killed?

He was in our apartment
till 1:00 in the morning.

- Where is he now?
- I don't know.

There's a piece of white trash,
used to visit him in prison...

Stripper named Cindy Stocklash...
Might be shacked up with her.

Any clue where she could be?

The one time I met her,

she was explaining how
she wanted to change motels.

Apparently, hers
didn't get porn.

Porn.

That narrows it down.

Detective: Please
state your name, miss.

Serina: Serina Benson.

Detective: Address?

Serina: 1104 West End
Avenue, Apartment B.

Detective: You were raped?

Serina: Yes.

Detective: You gotta
speak up, honey.

Serina: The...

campus library
closed at midnight.

I took the shortcut
home I always take.

It was darker than usual.

I was halfway through when
something hit me from behind.

Detective: You were
knocked unconscious?

Serina: Yes.

When I came to I
was on a landing

below street level.

There was a man on top of me.

He was...

He pushed on my dress.

(sobbing)

Detective: He engaged
in sexual intercourse?

Can you describe him?

Serina: He had sideburns and...

I don't know.

Everything looked distorted.

(horn honks, car screeches)

Cassidy: What
number was that, four?

(grunting, moaning)

Man: Come on! Come on!

(knocks)

- Woman: Who is it?
- Detectives, Ms. Stocklash.

We'd like to ask
you a few questions.

Everything okay in there?

- (grunts) - What do we
have here? Ray Gunther.

- You okay?
- Nope.

Good.

Ray? Did you hurt him?

Did they hurt you, Ray?
Don't you touch him!

You shut the hell up!

- He didn't do nothing.
- I said, shut up!

I'm sorry, what is
it you think I did?

You're under arrest for
the murder of Seth Langdon.

You don't have jack.

All we have are witnesses who
put you at the building that night.

- Didn't we have
something else?
- Oh, yeah.

You left a little evidence
in the victims mouth.

- Ray!
- Don't worry,
they got the wrong guy.

Wrong guy, but you'll
look right to the jury.

Out one month and
back to your old tricks.

Think you'd throw them by
switching from highways to rooftops?

You used the same
excessive force.

You beat your victims to a
pulp, just like you did Seth.

But you had a little trouble adjusting
back to civilian sex, didn't you?

- He didn't have no trouble.
- Shut up!

You're a little confused.

- Okay, why Seth? Why'd you pick him?
- I didn't pick nobody.

- Benson: Did you even know him?
- I used to see him in the gym.

Me and Jesse used to work out
every day. Sometimes he'd be there.

- Mm-hmm.
- He was pathetic.

Him trying to pump up
that puny body of his.

So what happened?
What? Did he hit on you?

Or was it you? Did
you like them puny?

Now that you mention it, he did
remind me of a bitch I had in prison.

- You're pathetic.
- What's wrong,
you jealous, sweetheart?

- Easy.
- Not sweetheart.

That's Detective
Benson, all right?

I want an apology from you.

(groans)

I don't need an apology
from this slimebag.

But I am starting
to get really sick

of the sarcastic
little remarks, Ray.

Look, if this is about me getting
a little overzealous with Ray...

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
what are you talking about?

Nothing. What's up?

We got real problems here. The
lab just got the full DNA report back.

- Yeah, and?
- And it ain't Ray's.

Remember, I told you
the DNA results I gave you

wouldn't stand up in court.

All I remember is you giving
us the name Ray Gunther.

Yeah, but when I
gave you Ray's name,

it was off the quickest
tests available.

Of which there are two.

Naturally, I assumed the
hit came from the PCR.

As it turns out, the
results weren't from PCR

which narrows it
down one in thousands

as compared to RFLP

which narrows it
down one in billions.

- This actually came
from the mitochonrial.
- What's the difference?

Mitochonrial only narrows
it down to bloodline.

So while it's
definitely not Ray,

you are still looking for
somebody from that family.

A father, a son...

Or a brother.

Stabler: Okay.

Look, here's the problem.

We got this pain in the ass DNA.

This make any sense to you?

No.

Yeah, me either, but it just
let your brother off the hook.

And it puts you in the hotseat.

Which really doesn't
make any sense to us.

We know your brother's bad, but
you've been clean your whole life.

- Can you explain this, Jesse?
- No.

- A blood sample will.
- I have to give one?

We could hold you for 24 hours,

during which time we could
get a court order for you to take it.

I got to tell you, though, refusing
to take a blood test that'll clear you...

That doesn't look good.

Maybe...

I should call a lawyer.

You're free to go.

At his trial in '84, they had Ray dead
to rights, so he made a sympathy play.

Sympathy for a
serial rapist? Right.

What'd he say, "Women
just don't understand me"?

No, claims he and Jesse
were raped growing up

by their dad.

Hmm, the old Menendez defense.

Could explain a few things
about good old Jesse, huh?

Except the prosecution
put Jesse on the stand

and he said that Ray
completely fabricated the story.

Cassidy: So how do we
know which one is lying?

Don't worry, I'm sure
he'll have plenty to say

once we get the
go-ahead to take his blood.

How about you guys?
You find anything?

Just a piss-poor gene pool.

You think Jesse
was just born bad?

Stabler: Destiny
isn't predetermined.

I don't know... there've been
cases of twins separated at birth,

growing up in completely
different environments,

who go on to commit crimes
with the same MOs. It's eerie.

Actually, They've proven
transplanting genes

from one species to
another can alter behavior.

We're not rats, we're humans. It all
comes down to how you were raised.

You instill morals, values, the kid'll turn
out all right. If not, then you got trouble.

Nature, nurture, ad nauseum...

You're assuming a
level playing field at birth.

I don't know that there is.

Hey, something wrong?

It's just hitting a
little close to home.

How's that?

The only way that Jesse
makes sense in all this,

is that they're fruit of
the same poisoned tree.

You don't really
believe that, do you?

I understand your DNA tech
pulled a little Arkansas two-step.

Actually took you
to the brother first.

Yeah, he's been ruled
out. The only way his name

came up at all was because
it was the same bloodline.

Jesse's lawyer is already
waving the old ACLU banner

asking, "Where does it
stop? Are we going to test

every relative of
Ray Gunther's?"

No, just the one who
lives in the victim's building.

I fast-tracked the hearing
on the blood test for tomorrow.

It would be nice to have a safety
net. What have you got besides DNA?

What we've got are lawyers
sandbagging us at every turn.

Right, the video.

What video?

Only Seth at a party
minutes before his death.

But that is tied
up in litigation, too.

Any way of getting it untied?

Let me see if I can make
an end run of my own.

Officer Bandolini.

My representative is not
going to be happy about this.

I realize I'm bending
procedure here.

I appreciate you
meeting with me.

You know we need that tape.

And you know
what it can do to me.

Oh, yeah.

In 1926,

Bobby Jones was
winning the US Open.

He hits his ball into the woods.

He removes a leaf from under
the ball and accidentally moves it.

Now, nobody sees this.
He hits it out, saves par.

I assume there's
a point to this story.

Mr. Jones did the
honorable thing.

He declared the penalty.

And he went on to win the Open?

No, he lost by a stroke.

But he said he never
lost any sleep over it

because he did the right thing.

That was just a game.

This is my life
we're talking about.

And how are you sleeping?

(sighs)

I don't know why I brought the
damn camcorder to the party.

That's what I keep
kicking myself over.

There's nothing illegal or criminal
on that tape, but the consequences...

I will do everything in my power
to make sure there aren't any.

You have my word on that.

You planned on handing
this over all along, didn't you?

Yeah.

But I enjoyed the golf story.

Benson: Okay, that's Seth.

Stabler: Okay, fast
forward. Forward.

- Forward.
- Stop!

Rewind and play.

Stop.

Enhance section A6.

Zoom in on the door.

Yep, there's Jesse. Let's
see if he joins the party.

You know a lot about
video analyzing, Munch.

Munch: I dabble a little.

Damn it, he didn't even come in.

Stabler: Forward.

Stop!

Go back to the part
about the door again.

Go back to just before
the door opened.

Stop!

Zoom in on the mirror.

That ain't Jesse. That's Ray.

Back to Ray.

We need to talk
to Lorraine again

find out what time each of
them actually came back.

I told you, Jesse
came right back down.

- And Ray didn't come with him?
- No, we went to bed
right after that.

Mrs. Hansen, I need
to tell you that providing

a false alibi is a felony.

It's insane you have my husband
accused of his brother's crime.

Ray has been hell-bent on
destroying Jesse his whole life.

- Why? Why would he
want to do that to him?
- I don't know.

Ray would call from
prison every week,

until Jesse would finally
cave in and go see him.

And after the visits,

Jesse would come home and
go into these deep depressions.

He wouldn't talk to me about it.

He'd just go on
these alcohol binges

and disappear,
sometimes even for days.

That must have been
really hard for you.

When he came back,
he'd be his old self again.

I promise you,
Jesse's a good man.

It's his brother that's poison.

I can't say we
disagree with you.

The problem is, it's
not Ray's seminal fluid

we found in Seth's mouth.

But it's definitely
the same bloodline.

You're lying.

Mrs. Hansen...

why do you think Jesse
won't give us the blood test?

Ray came over at 7:00.

He drank the whole night again.

He went up at 1:00
about the music

and Jesse did come
right back down, alone.

Stabler: Then what happened?

Ray came back a few minutes
later, dragged Jesse out with him...

Jesse didn't come
home till after 2:00.

(sobbing)

- Ray: It was a joke.
- A joke?

- We'd see that little
fag in the gym...
- That was Seth.

Right, Seth.

When we'd see that
little fag, Seth, in the gym,

I'd rib Jesse that
it was his girlfriend.

- That's hysterical.
- Oh, it gets funnier.

I'd catch his eye,
nod over to Jesse,

and wink.

Seth would blush
like a little schoolgirl.

- I'm still waiting
for the punch line.
- It came that night.

Start with going up to the party

because we have
you on tape, with Seth.

When they opened the door,

I see him looking out.

I go right in to the old bit.

I nod over to Jesse

and give Seth a big old wink.

When the door closes,

I ask Jesse if he
saw his girlfriend.

He throws a punch,

but he's so plastered
he misses by a mile.

- Then he staggers off
down the hall.
- And you wait?

Yep... and out prances Seth.

I put my arm around him and say,

"Go up on the roof,
Jesse'll be right up."

Then you went and you got Jesse.

Why?

Sibling rivalry.

Our daddy did
everything I said he did.

Jesse should've been a man
and stood up for me at my trial

Jesse was 15
when you were tried.

15 is a lot of years.

Someone had to
serve because of him.

I could've been out in five.

You did 15 because
of what you did,

not Jesse.

I think it's horrible

that my baby
brother killed a man,

but... he did.

And as much as you'd like to,

you can't pin it on me. I
had nothing to do with it.

You set it up.

I set up a practical joke.

Is there a law against that?

Ray told us everything, Jesse.

Your brother set you up.

I lied at his trial.

Ray was telling the truth.

Our father really
did do those things.

Benson: To both of you?

I tried to forget.

Ray wouldn't let me.

Even as kids he would tell me

how awful it was for
him, but that I liked it.

Nobody thinks that, Jesse.

You were only seven years old.

Whenever I'd visit Ray
at Sing-Sing, he'd tell me,

"You just wait, you'll end
up here sooner or later.

It's your legacy."

Jesse, tell us what
happened on the roof.

I was wasted.

I don't even remember
how I got there.

All... all I could hear

was Ray's voice
drawing me up there.

It didn't seem real.

Someone was on their knees...

and...

my pants were down...

and...

I don't know.

I killed him.

I killed him.

I'll file charges for Man One.

Benson: Jesse, you
said that you heard

Ray's voice drawing
you up to the rooftop.

Abby, hold on.

Stabler: Could you hear his
voice once you got up there?

Jesse: I could hear him
laughing at me, yeah.

Jesse, that's because
he was there, wasn't he?

(sobbing)

I just remember
coming out of a fog,

and then seeing Ray
standing in the doorway.

He was laughing.

And I looked down,

and I saw what Seth was doing.

And Ray said, "I told you."

I told you what,
that you were gay?

That I wanted to kill him.

Why?

What did he do to you?

Not Seth, Ray.

I wanted to kill Ray.

I just started
lashing out at him

'cause in my mind,

I was hitting Ray.

But he just kept
laughing and laughing.

I had to shut him up.

I took his head

and I stated bashing

and I just bashed it

and bashed it as
hard as I could.

It was finally quiet...

but I looked down
and it wasn't Ray,

it was Seth.

Where was Ray?

He was...

He was still standing
in the doorway.

And he said...

He said, "Welcome
to the family."

Tell me we can charge Ray.

Mm-hmm.

Inciting a murder,

depraved indifference,
accessory...

That's good for a start.

With Ray's priors, he'll end
up doing more time than Jesse.

Make sure he does, Abby.

You heard him.

Ray was screwing with his
brother's mind his whole life.

It had nothing to do with blood.

What Jesse did happened
because Jesse believed it would.

You know that, right?

There's something
I'm going to need to do.

Olivia, what good is it
going to do you to know?

He's not my father.

You sure?

Positive.

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