Law & Order: Special Victims Unit (1999–…): Season 10, Episode 4 - Lunacy - full transcript

(male announcer)
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.

BEAUTIFUL, HUH?

EVERYTHING'S BEAUTIFUL
TO YOU TODAY.

THE WAITRESS, THE HOSTESS.

AH, DON'T START.



YOUR EYEBALLS
GOT QUITE A WORKOUT.

SO DID YOUR MOUTH,
GUZZLING ALL THOSE MIMOSAS.

AND IN THE BUFFET LINE, YOU--

NO. NO, NO.

I'M NOT GONNA DO THIS.

NOT TODAY.

JANICE...

WILL YOU MARRY ME?

I SAID WILL YOU MARRY ME?

WHO'S OUR FLOATER?

FEMALE, 30s.

I'D SAY SHE'S BEEN
IN THE WATER ABOUT 36 HOURS.

BRUISING AROUND THE NECK
INDICATES MANUAL STRANGULATION.

THAT HAS NOTHING
TO DO WITH US.



PELVIC REGION DOES.

PANTIES TORN,

GENITALS MUTILATED
FROM BITING OR CUTTING.

HARD TO SAY
TILL I DRY HER OUT.

AND THERE'S ANOTHER TWIST.

HANDS AMPUTATED, MID-ULNA.

THE KILLER DOESN'T
WANT US TO I.D. HER.

HE'S ANGRY AND HE'S SMART.

THAT'S A BAD COMBINATION.

LOOK UP ON THE ROOF THERE.
I THINK WE GOT COMPANY.

THINK IT'S OUR PERP
HANGING AROUND

TO WATCH US
SCRATCH OUR HEADS?

SOME CREEPS REALLY GET OFF
ON THE ATTENTION.

LET'S GIVE HIM SOME.

[woman screaming]

BASTARD'S ATTACKING
SOMEONE ELSE!

GET AWAY FROM THE GIRL!

[screams]

GET AWAY FROM THE GIRL!

DOWN TO THE GROUND!
GET ON YOUR KNEES!

ON YOUR KNEES!
ON YOUR KNEES!

COME WITH ME.
COME WITH ME.

GET DOWN!
HANDS ON YOUR HEAD!

(man)
WHOA! WAIT,
THIS IS A MISTAKE.

POLICE!

DON'T SHOOT ME.

DROP IT!
DROP IT!

RELAX!
WE'RE JUST MAKIN' A MOVIE.

YOU'VE GOT IT ALL WRONG.
HE WASN'T ATTACKING ME.

YOUR SCREAMS SURE FOOLED US.

IT'S CALLED ACTING.
WE'RE ACTORS.

ACTORS?
YEAH.

ACTORS.
AND I'M THE DIRECTOR.

AND I'M A JAMAICAN
JET PILOT.

YOU KNOW, I'VE SEEN THESE
RAPE-AND-TAPE SCAMS BEFORE.

YOU LURE THE ARAB GIRL
OFF THE STREET.

MARTIN "SCORSLEAZY" HERE
FILMS THE ATTACK.

SHOWS WHAT HE KNOWS.

ROSIE ISN'T ARAB.
SHE'S DOMINICAN.

PRETTY GOOD ACCENT, HUH?

I TOTALLY
RESEARCHED THE PART.

GOT THE CLOTHES
ON ATLANTIC AVENUE.

YOU WANNA HEAR ME
ULULATE?

NO.
[ululating]

YOU KNOW
WHAT I WANNA HEAR?

HOW YOU CAN SLEEP AT NIGHT
MAKING ANTI-MUSLIM RAPE PORN.

PORN?

IT'S ART.

SEX IS DANGEROUS.

I MEAN, AT ITS CORE
ITS A POWER STRUGGLE

BETWEEN MEN AND WOMEN.

NOT IF YOU'RE DOING IT RIGHT.

[scoffs]

PEOPLE LOOK TO PORN
FOR PROVOCATIVE IMAGERY.

SO...WE PROVOKE.

OKAY, ALL RIGHT.

YOU--PLEASE TELL ME

YOU'RE NOT AS BIG A CLOWN
AS YOUR FRIEND THERE.

WELL, HEY,
EVERYBODY'S GOT THEIR KINK.

OUR AUDIENCE POPS WOOD
FOR A LITTLE FAUX RAPE.

SO WHAT?

FAUX RAPE, MM-HMM.

EITHER ONE OF YOU GENIUSES
NOTICE A REAL RAPE AND MURDER

GOING DOWN ON THE STREET?

MURDER?

WE DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING.

NOT A CAR, NOT A PERSON,
NOTHING?

THERE WAS A CAB.

IT WAS PARKED DOWN THERE
THE LAST COUPLE DAYS.

KIND OF WEIRD,
JUST HANGING OUT.

JERK ALMOST RAN US OVER ON
SATURDAY WHEN WE WERE UNLOADING.

GET A CAB NUMBER?

MIGHT BE ON MY CAMERA.
IF IT STILL WORKS.

IT'S TOO FAR TO SEE
THE CAB NUMBER FROM HERE.

BUT...

HE GETS A LOT CLOSER.

COME ON.

[tires screech]

(Stabler)
FREEZE IT AND ZOOM IN.

CAB 2X89.

(Benson)
EDWARD DEPABLO.

DROP THE SPONGE,
STEP AWAY FROM THE BUCKET.

WHAT? WASHING A CAR
IS A CRIME NOW?

DESTROYING EVIDENCE IS.

[chuckles]
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT,
DESTROYING EVIDENCE?

(Benson)
WHERE WERE YOU FRIDAY NIGHT,
AROUND MIDNIGHT?

SAME PLACE I WAS
THE WHOLE WEEKEND.

FLAT ON MY BACK INSIDE.

DAMN SUMMER FLU.

EDDIE!
WHO YOU TALKIN' TO?

AH, IT'S THE COPS,
HONEY.

MRS. DEPABLO?

CAN YOU VERIFY YOUR HUSBAND'S
WHEREABOUTS THIS WEEKEND?

HE WAS ON HIS FAT ASS
ON MY COUCH,

BITCHIN'
HOW HIS HEAD HURTS.

WHERE WAS THE CAB
THIS WEEKEND?

NOBODY DRIVES THIS RIG
'CEPT ME.

I WISH SOMEBODY WOULD.

EVERY MINUTE
HE'S LYING AROUND

IS ANOTHER MINUTE WE AIN'T
PAYIN' OUR PHONE--

WHICH WE WOULDN'T HAVE

IF YOU WASN'T ON THAT DAMN
INTERWEB ALL THE TIME.

ELLIOT, CAB 2X89.

IT'S THE SAME MAKE,
IT'S THE SAME MODEL.

BUT THE CAB IN THE VIDEO
HAS NO DAMAGE.

THIS ONE HAS A RUSTY FENDER.

(Stabler)
WE'VE GOT TWO CABS
WITH THE SAME NUMBER.

STRING OF RAPES IN BROOKLYN,
QUEENS, AND THE BRONX

LAST 18 MONTHS BY A GUY
DRIVING WHAT APPEARS TO BE

THE SAME CAB.

NO VICTIM DESCRIPTIONS,

NO FLUID OR FIBERS
LEFT BEHIND.

SO HE BOUNCES FROM
BOROUGH TO BOROUGH

BEFORE THE COPS
CATCH HIM.

GUY KNOWS HOW
TO BE A GHOST.

BATTERY PARK'S THE PERFECT
PLACE TO BUST HIS CHERRY

IN MANHATTAN.

IT'S A LONG WALK
TO THE NEAREST SUBWAY.

THERE'S A LOT OF SHOPS
AND BARS NEARBY.

IN OTHER WORDS,
LOTS OF TIPSY VICTIMS.

YOU TWO CANVASS AROUND
WHERE THE CAB WAS PARKED.

SEE WHAT YOU CAN FIND:

CIGARETTE BUTT,
FOOD, TRASH--ANYTHING.

LIV, ELLIOT,

SEE IF THE LAST
LIVING VICTIM

CAN GIVE US ANYTHING MORE
ABOUT HOW THIS SCUMBAG OPERATES.

(woman)
IT WAS MY BIRTHDAY.

THE BAR'S ONLY
FOUR BLOCKS FROM HERE,

SO...AROUND MIDNIGHT I...

SAID GOOD NIGHT
TO EVERYONE

AND STARTED
WALKING HOME.

THE POLICE REPORT SAID THAT
YOU WERE CARRYING SOME BAGS.

JUST A FEW PRESENTS.

BUT THEN IT STARTED RAINING.

AND OUT OF NOWHERE,
THIS CAB SHOWS UP.

I WAS CROSSING THE STREET,

AND SUDDENLY
I WAS IN HIS HEADLIGHTS.

COULDN'T SEE HIS FACE?

I WAS BLINDED.

SAID HE'D GIVE ME
A HALF FARE.

AND BEFORE I KNEW IT,
HE GRABBED MY BAGS

AND I WAS IN HIS CAR.

AND YOU CAN'T
DESCRIBE HIM AT ALL?

HAIR COLOR,
ANY DISTINGUISHING MARKS?

NO.

[crying]

HE TOLD ME TO...
LIE DOWN IN THE BACK SEAT

AND TURN OVER.

THEN HE WAS IN THE BACK.

ON TOP OF ME.

IN ME.

AND THE WHOLE TIME,

HE HAD HIS...

HAND AROUND MY NECK.

SAYING IF I EVEN
LOOKED AT HIM,

HE WOULD CHOKE THE LIFE
OUT OF ME.

AND I WISH HE HAD.

[cell phone ringing]

IT'S THE M.E.'S OFFICE.

EXCUSE ME.

DID THIS GUY KILL SOMEONE?

WE BELIEVE
THAT HE'S ESCALATED.

[crying]

OH, MY GOD!

LISTEN, YOU'RE HERE.

AND YOU'RE ALIVE.

GOOD NEWS.

SOMEWHAT.

WE'LL TAKE
WHATEVER YOU GOT.

SHE MAY HAVE BEEN RAPED,

BUT THE GENITAL MUTILATION

LOOKS LIKE IT WAS
MARINE ORGANISMS

FEEDING ON SOFT TISSUE.

SEVERAL SPECIES, PROBABLY,
INCLUDING

A JUVENILE ANGUILLA ROSTRADA.

(Benson)
YOU SURE?

IT WAS STILL ON THE JOB.

ALSO...I DON'T THINK

THE PERP AMPUTATED
HER HANDS.

THESE BREAKS DON'T INDICATE
A STRAIGHT, FINE-EDGED BLADE.

WHATEVER DID THAT
IS BLUNTER.

AND MORE CURVED.

AND DELIVERED A HELL OF A LOT
MORE FORCE THAN A HUMAN CAN.

LIKE A BOAT PROPELLER.

EXACTLY.

MAYBE SHE FELL OFF
ONE OF THOSE BOOZE CRUISES

THAT DEPART
FROM THE MARINA.

(Benson)
OR SHE WAS DUMPED.

THAT ALL YOU GOT?

WOULD I HAVE DRAGGED YOU
ALL THE WAY DOWN HERE IF IT WAS?

THE CARBON-14 LEVELS
IN THE LENS OF HER EYE

GAVE ME A PRECISE FIX
ON HER AGE.

35 YEARS, FOUR MONTHS.

SOMETHING WEIRD ABOUT THAT?

ONLY THAT SHE HAS THE BONES

OF A 60-YEAR-OLD.

THE FRACTURES
ALONG HER ULNA

SHOW A LOT MORE SHATTER
THAN YOU'D EXPECT

EVEN FROM A PROPELLER.

STILL DOESN'T TELL US
WHO SHE IS.

HER TEETH MAY BE
GETTING US CLOSER.

I'M SEEING SEVERAL AREAS
OF UNCORRECTED

MAXILLARY MALOCCLUSION.

ANY AMERICAN DENTIST
WORTH HIS SALT

WOULD HAVE LOBBIED
FOR BRACES.

A LACK OF FLUORIDATED WATER
WOULD EXPLAIN

THE NUMBER OF OLD CAVITIES.

MY BET: SHE'S EUROPEAN.

WELL, IF SHE ENTERED
THE COUNTRY LEGALLY,

STATE SHOULD HAVE HER THUMBPRINT
AND HER RETINAL SCAN ON FILE.

THINK WE MISSED THE BOAT
WITH THE THUMB.

SHE STILL HAS
ONE GOOD EYEBALL.

CALL US WHEN
YOU GOT A NAME.

HEY, YOU FIND ANYTHING
WHERE THE CAB WAS PARKED?

JUST THE USUAL
HUMAN DETRITUS

SEARCHING FOR MEANING
IN A MEANINGLESS UNIVERSE.

OH, YEAH, FIN FOUND WHAT MIGHT
BE OUR BAD GUY'S WHIZ.

CABBIE'S GOTTA GO
SOMETIME.

THERE'S NO DNA
IN URINE.

THERE IS IF SKIN CELLS
ARE FLOATING IN IT.

YOU EVER TRY TO TAKE A LEAK
IN ONE OF THESE THINGS?

GOTTA WORK HARD.

IT'S A TIGHT FIT.

WARNER GOT A HIT
OFF THE URINE SAMPLE.

CREDIT WHERE
CREDIT IS DUE.

IT WAS FIN AND HIS EXHAUSTIVE
KNOWLEDGE OF THE HUMAN PENIS.

I WANT YOU TO MEET
ORLANDO MCTEER.

FORMER DRIVER
FOR MIDTOWN CAB.

DID TIME UPSTATE
FOR AGGRAVATED RAPE.

PAROLED A YEAR
AND A HALF AGO.

THAT'S THE SAME TIME
THE CABBIE RAPIST

BEGAN STRIKING.

SO WE GOT THE CREEP'S
DNA FROM HIS PEE,

BUT WE DON'T HAVE DNA
FROM ANY VICTIM TO MATCH IT TO.

SO, IN LEGAL PARLANCE,
WE GOT SQUAT.

WELL, WE KNOW WHERE
HE HANGS OUT.

WE KNOW THAT HE PREFERS
BLONDES CARRYING PACKAGES.

LET'S SAY WE CATCH HIM
IN THE ACT,

TURN THE CASE FROM
CIRCUMSTANTIAL TO SOLID.

LET'S GO DANGLE SOME BAIT.

NEED A CAB, MISS?

NO, THANK YOU.

OH, A PRETTY LADY LIKE YOU
SHOULDN'T HAVE TO WALK.

TELL YOU WHAT--HALF FARE.

LET ME HELP YOU
WITH THOSE BAGS.

[handcuffs snap]

WHAT THE HELL?

JUST NEVER KNOW WHO
YOU'RE GONNA PICK UP,

HUH, MCTEER?

(man)
YOU EVEN LOOK AT ME,

I'LL CHOKE THE LIFE OF YOU.

(second man)
YOU EVEN LOOK AT ME,
I'LL CHOKE THE LIFE OUT OF YOU.

THAT'S HIM!

YOU SURE?
THERE ARE THERE MORE IN THERE.

HE'S THE ONE WHO RAPED ME.
I KNOW HIS VOICE.

I'LL ALWAYS KNOW IT.

I'M TELLING YOU,
I DIDN'T RAPE ANYONE.

HMM, WHO DO WE BELIEVE--

THE WOMAN
WHO JUST ID'D HIM--

OR A CONVICTED RAPIST
DRIVING AN ILLEGAL CAB?

YEAH, OKAY,
I FAKED A MEDALLION,

BUT THAT'S ONLY BECAUSE
NO REAL COMPANY WOULD HIRE ME.

BUT, LADY, I DIDN'T MEAN YOU
NO HARM, I SWEAR.

WELL, YOU CAN SWEAR
ALL YOU WANT.

THE JURY'S GONNA CONVICT YOU
BASED ON YOUR RECORD.

AND IT'S NOT GONNA
BE A NICKEL LIKE BEFORE.

YOU'RE LOOKING
AT 25 TO LIFE, SO...

BYE-BYE, PAL.

OKAY!

OKAY....

I RAPED THAT GIRL.

THE OTHER ONES TOO.

BUT I SWEAR TO GOD,
I DIDN'T KILL ANYONE.

PROVE IT.

YOU SAID THAT GIRL
DIED ON FRIDAY NIGHT?

I WASN'T IN THE CITY
FRIDAY NIGHT.

I WASN'T EVEN
IN THE STATE.

I WAS IN PENNSYLVANIA
VISITING MY OLD MAN.

LIKE THE FATHER'S NOT GONNA
ALIBI HIS SON.

YOU DON'T NEED HIM.

HE WENT TO BED EARLY,

AND I WENT OUT.

IN MY CAB.

I PICKED A GIRL UP
OUTSIDE THE MALL.

I HELPED HER WITH HER BAGS,
AND THEN...

I DID THINGS TO HER.

SAID THAT IF
SHE TOLD ANYONE,

I WOULD COME TO HER HOME
AND GET HER.

I TOOK HER LICENSE.
I STILL HAVE IT.

GO FIND HER.

SHE'LL TELL YOU
WHAT I DID TO HER.

BUSHKILL P.D.
FOUND THE VICTIM.

SHE CONFIRMS IT ALL.

THE MALL PICKUP,
THE THREAT.

EVEN SAYS SHE SCRATCHED HIM.

SO HE'S A RAPIST,
BUT NOT A KILLER.

GREAT, SO BROOKLYN,
QUEENS, THE BRONX,

AND, UH, PENNSYLVANIA
ALL CLEAR THEIR CASES.

YEAH, WE'RE BACK
TO SQUARE ONE.

NOT EXACTLY.

THAT RETINAL SCAN
PANNED OUT.

OUR DEAD WOMAN'S NAME
IS MARGA JANTZEN.

AND THE REASON SHE HAD
SUCH LOW BONE DENSITY--

PROLONGED EXPOSURE
TO MICROGRAVITY.

WHERE'D SHE GET
EXPOSED TO THAT?

IN OUTER SPACE.

MS. JANTZEN
WAS AN ASTRONAUT.

AND OUR EXPERIMENTS IN LONG-TERM
SPACE EXPOSURE UP HERE

WILL HELP US TO LIVE MORE SAFELY
WHEN WE GO BACK TO THE MOON.

MARGA JANTZEN,
NATIVE OF BELGIUM.

LUNAR SCIENTISTS FOR
THE EUROPEAN SPACE AGENCY.

MARGA GAVE WEEKLY
SCIENCE LESSONS

TO SCHOOL KIDS
AROUND THE GLOBE.

THIS IS LAST JUNE
ABOARD THE I.S.S.,

WHERE SHE LIVED
FOR 207 DAYS

BEFORE RETURNING
ON THE ATLANTA SHUTTLE.

FROM OUTER SPACE
TO OUR MORGUE.

THAT'S ABOUT AS HARD
A LANDING AS YOU CAN GET.

THOSE KIDS ARE GONNA
BE DEVASTATED.

(Hagen)
THEY'RE NOT THE ONLY ONES.

BELGIAN CONSULATE IS ASKING
FOR THE RELEASE OF HER BODY

SO IT CAN LIE IN STATE
IN BRUSSELS.

THEY MAKING ANY NOISE ABOUT US
DOING THE INVESTIGATION?

I REMINDED THEM
NYPD HAS JURISDICTION.

BUT IF WE DON'T
CLOSE THIS FAST,

THEY CAN MAKE A FORMAL REQUEST
TO THE STATE DEPARTMENT.

THE WOMAN SPENT SIX MONTHS
LOCKED IN A TIN CAN

IN OUTER SPACE,

AND THEN SHE DOESN'T
GO HOME TO BELGIUM.

WHAT'S SHE DOING HERE?

SHE WAS GIVING A SPEECH

AT A WEEK-LONG
SPACE SYMPOSIUM

AT THE NEW YORK
HALL OF SCIENCE.

(Stabler)
BACK TO THE MOON.
I LIKE THE SOUND OF THAT.

I'VE ALWAYS BEEN AMBIVALENT
ABOUT THE SPACE PROGRAM.

BILLIONS OF DOLLARS SPENT,
AND WHAT DO WE GET OUT OF IT?

TANG?
SATELLITE NETWORK.
HEART PUMP TECHNOLOGY.

BESIDES, EVERY KID
NEEDS A REAL HERO.

I KNOW I ALWAYS
WANTED TO BE AN ASTRONAUT.

HI, EXCUSE ME--
WE'RE LOOKING FOR

THE ASSOCIATE ADMINISTRATOR
FOR SPACE FLIGHT.

WE UNDERSTAND HE'S
AT THE CONFERENCE TODAY.

ADMINISTRATOR HARKIN'S
ON THE DAIS AT THE MOMENT.

IT'S IMPORTANT.

WELL, IF THAT ISN'T
THE SORRIEST DAMN EXCUSE

FOR A MARINE I EVER SAW.

LIKE I CAME
ALL THE WAY OUT HERE

TO HAVE SOME DEVIL DOG
PISS ON MY LEG.

COLONEL, HOW ARE YOU?
ELLIOT STABLER.

HOW THE HELL ARE YOU?
HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN?

HUH?
TOO DAMN LONG, HUH?

WELL, THAT'S ENOUGH ABOUT US.

WHO IS THIS GORGEOUS WOMAN?

THIS IS DETECTIVE
OLIVIA BENSON.

COLONEL RICHARD FINLEY,
MARINE CORPS TEST PILOT.

LEGENDARY ASTRONAUT
FOR APOLLO,

SKYLAB, HALF A DOZEN
SHUTTLE FLIGHTS.

JEEZ, KID, DON'T
LAY IT ON SO THICK, HUH?

IT IS A PLEASURE,
OLIVIA.

THE PLEASURE IS MINE.

NOW, YOU'VE BEEN MY PARTNER
FOR, WHAT TEN YEARS,

AND YOU'VE NEVER ONCE TOLD ME
THAT YOU KNOW AN ASTRONAUT.

OH, LIKE I NEED
THE COMPETITION.

WELL, LOOKS LIKE
YOU'RE DOING JUST FINE TO ME.

SO WHAT BRINGS YOU TWO
OUT HERE?

UH, BAD NEWS.

ONE OF THE CREW MEMBERS
ON THE I.S.S.

WAS FOUND DEAD YESTERDAY,
MARGARET JANTZEN.

OH, NO.
HOW DID SHE--

SHE WAS MURDERED.

GOOD LORD.

ADMINISTRATOR HARKIN
IS COMING OVER NOW

TO TALK TO US.

YEAH, ED'S A GOOD MAN.
HE'LL HELP YOU OUT.

THE WHOLE AGENCY WILL.

BUT, UH, YOU KNOW, I'D BE GLAD
TO RUN POINT FOR YOU.

GREASE SOME WHEELS.

ANYTHING YOU CAN DO,
WE'D APPRECIATE IT.

LIKE IF YOU KNOW OF ANYBODY
WHO'D WANT TO HARM MS. JANTZEN.

NOT A SOUL.

MARGARET
WAS A HELL OF A GAL.

ALTHOUGH I DID HEAR
ABOUT AN ARGUMENT

BETWEEN HER AND ANDY
IN THE HOTEL BAR

THE OTHER NIGHT.

ANDY'S MARGARET'S HUSBAND?

WELL, GIRLFRIEND, ACTUALLY.

SHE'S A SEGMENT PRODUCER

AT THE NBC AFFILIATE
IN HOUSTON.

[gasps]

IT'S HER.

WAIT!

WHERE'S HER NECKLACE?

SHE HAD ONE
JUST LIKE MINE.

UM...

WE ONLY RECOVERED EARRINGS.

NO, I HAD
MATCHING NECKLACES MADE

WHILE SHE WAS IN SPACE.

I GAVE MARGA HERS
THE MOMENT SHE LANDED.

SHE SAID SHE'D
NEVER TAKE IT OFF.

WE HEARD YOU TWO
ARGUED AT THE HOTEL.

NO, NOT REALLY.
I--I ARGUED.

SHE JUST APOLOGIZED.

(Benson)
FOR WHAT?

LAST APRIL, BEFORE LAUNCH,

MARGA SAID WE'D
GO ON VACATION TOGETHER

WHEN SHE GOT BACK.

I--GOT A RENTAL CAR

AND BOOKED A LODGE UPSTATE.

WE WERE GONNA LEAVE
FIRST THING SATURDAY.

FRIDAY NIGHT,
SHE CHANGED HER MIND?

SHE SAID SHE WANTED
TO BE ALONE.

I TRIED TO CONVINCE HER.

SHE JUST LEFT ME
THERE IN THE LOBBY.

SAID SHE WAS GOING OUTSIDE
FOR A WALK.

AT MIDNIGHT?

[crying]

THAT WAS MARGA.

NIGHTTIME WALKS ALWAYS
HELPED HER TO CLEAR HER HEAD.

BUT WHY WOULD
SHE SUDDENLY BAIL?

[sighs]

MARGA WAS FREAKED OUT
ABOUT SOME KIND OF...

INCIDENT THAT HAPPENED
ON ORBIT

WITH ANOTHER ASTRONAUT.

SHE RAN INTO THE GUY
AT THE SYMPOSIUM.

(Stabler)
COLONEL.

COLONEL.

DO YOU KNOW ABOUT A NECKLACE
THAT MARGA JANTZEN WORE?

NECKLACE? NO.

BUT YOU KNOW ABOUT THE INCIDENT
ON THE SPACE STATION?

THAT YOU FORGOT
TO TELL US ABOUT.

EXCUSE ME.

THE AGENCY DOESN'T
NEED ANOTHER

ASTRONAUT-IN-A-DIAPER STORY.

YEAH, THERE WAS A SCARE
ON ORBIT LAST MONTH

WITH A FELLOW NAMED
LANCE CORLISS,

A PAYLOAD SPECIALIST.

THIS IS HIM.

WHAT HAPPENED?

WELL, CORLISS WAS ON HIS ASS
FROM THE GET-GO.

SPACE SICKNESS.

HE GOT DEHYDRATED,

STARTED BEHAVING
ERRATICALLY.

WELL, THAT'S NOT A GOOD THING
200 MILES ABOVE EARTH

IN A SMALL TUBE.

YEAH, AND THE DOCS
IN HOUSTON

OKAYED MARGA
TO GIVE HIM A SEDATIVE.

BUT THEN THERE WAS
A FAILURE

IN ONE OF THE SOLAR ARRAYS,

AND THEY LOST POWER
IN SEVERAL MODULES.

SO CORLISS FLIPPED OUT.

HE HAD A TOTAL BREAKDOWN.

DELUSIONS, PARANOIA.

ACCUSING MARGA
OF TRYING TO KILL HIM.

WELL, CORLISS
WILL NEVER FLY AGAIN.

HE'S BEEN BANNED
FROM THE POST-FLIGHT JUNKET

AND THE SYMPOSIUM THING,
ALL OF IT.

WE THINK
THAT HE CAME ANYWAY

AND FOUND MARGA
HERE FRIDAY.

OH, JEEZ.

COLONEL, WE NEED
TO FIND CORLISS--NOW.

(man)
DICK, I DIDN'T KILL MARGA.

SO WHY ARE THEY
ACCUSING ME?

JUST ANSWER THEIR QUESTIONS,
CORLISS.

BUT I DIDN'T KILL HER.

YOU CAME BACK TO NEW YORK
AFTER YOU WERE ORDERED NOT TO.

YOU TRACKED MARGA DOWN
AT THE SYMPOSIUM.

I HAD THE CHANCE
OF A LIFETIME...

TO FLY IN SPACE.

AND I BLEW IT.

I RUINED EVERYTHING.

THAT'S WHY
I CAME BACK HERE...

TO TELL HER
I WAS SORRY.

WELL, YOU FREAKED HER OUT.

I KNOW.

BUT SHE KEPT COOL,
JUST LIKE ON ORBIT.

NO WONDER NASA WAS TRYING
TO POACH HER FROM THE ESA,

GET HER TO HOUSTON
FULL TIME.

SO YOU WEREN'T AT THE HOTEL
FRIDAY NIGHT AROUND MIDNIGHT?

I WAS RIGHT HERE.

FROM 9:00 ON.

EVERY DAY SINCE.

I GOT NOTHING TO GO BACK
TO HOUSTON FOR.

YOU THINK I WANT
MY WIFE AND KIDS

TO HAVE A SCREW-UP
LIKE ME AROUND?

ASK EDDIE.

HE'LL TELL YOU
I WAS HERE.

YEAH, HE WAS HERE.

ANOTHER SUSPECT
BITES THE DUST.

I GOTTA SAY, I'M GLAD
IT WASN'T ONE OF MINE.

SO WHAT NOW?

WELL, I WAS THINKING

YOU SHOULD READ
SOME OF THE MAIL WE GET.

YOU KNOW,
MOSTLY FAN LETTERS.

SOME OF IT'S KIND OF WEIRD,
LIKE THREATS AND STUFF.

WHERE'S THE MAIL?

IT'S IN HOUSTON.

BUT I CAN HAVE IT
ON A T-38 AT ELLINGTON FIELD

IN A COUPLE OF HOURS
AND BE HERE TOMORROW.

SO, IN THE MEANTIME...

WELL, I DON'T KNOW,
ABOUT YOU TWO,

BUT, UH,
I'M WITH CORLISS.

I COULD USE A DRINK.

SO I'M AT THE MOUSETRAP
IN COCO BEACH,

HAVIN' A BEER
WITH PETE CONRAD,

WHEN ONE OF THE LITTLE
BAR GALS COMES UP TO US

AND IS CRYIN',
AND SHE SAYS NIXON

JUST CANCELED THE LAST THREE
APOLLO FLIGHTS.

WHICH MEANS I JUST
LOST MY RIDE TO THE MOON.

SO WHAT'D YOU DO?

WELL, I...ORDERED
ANOTHER BEER.

[chuckles]

BUT YOU STILL GOT
TO FLY IN SPACE.

OLIVIA, YOU'RE TALKING TO
THE LUCKIEST GUY IN THE PROGRAM.

YOU KNOW,
I FLEW SKYLAB, A.L.T.

I'M TIED FOR THE MOST
SHUTTLE FLIGHTS.

BUT, YOU KNOW, STILL...

EVERY TIME I LOOK UP
AT THE NIGHT SKY,

I THINK...WHAT I REALLY
WANTED TO DO BACK THEN

WAS GO TO THE MOON.

COLONEL FINLEY IS HEADING UP
NASA'S LUNAR RETURN

IN 2018.

AND I WOULD HAVE BEEN
THE YOUNGEST GUY

BACK IN '74--
NOW I'M THE OLDEST.

BUT, YOU KNOW,

AS LONG AS I GET THERE,
IT'S ALL GOOD.

SO HOW'D YOU TWO MEET,
ANYWAY?

COLONEL, UH, DICK,

WENT TO THE SAME HIGH SCHOOL
I DID OUT IN BAYSIDE.

I REMEMBER...
THIS HUGE PICTURE OF HIM--

IT'S STILL THERE--
IN THE SCHOOL TROPHY CASE.

HE'S GOT A SILVER
FLIGHT SUIT ON,

AND IT'S WHEN YOU FLEW
THE X-15.

IT'S ALL ANCIENT HISTORY.

SO MY SENIOR YEAR,
DICK'S COMING BY

TO GIVE A SPEECH
TO THE WHOLE SCHOOL.

AND THE STUDENT CLASS
PRESIDENT'S GONNA GO OUT

AND PICK HIM UP
AT THE AIRPORT.

[chuckles]

AND I PAID HIM OFF
TO GET SICK THAT DAY,

AND I WENT OUT INSTEAD
AND PICKED HIM UP.

SO, DICK, YOU GOT EL
INTO THE MARINES.

NOT THE TATTOO, THOUGH.

BACK THEN,
THIS WAS A CRAZY KID.

LIV, YOU GOT A SECOND?

UH, YEAH.

EXCUSE ME.

WHAT'S UP?

SOMEBODY'S BEEN
HITTING ATMs IN MIDTOWN.

SO...
HMM?

DICK, I'M MARRIED.

NEVER STOPPED ME.

YOU GOT THE FOUR DIVORCES
TO PROVE IT.

[laughs]

EL, SOMEBODY'S
HITTING ATMs

IN MIDTOWN USING
MARGA'S CREDIT CARD.

JUST SHOWED UP AT A GAS STATION
THREE BLOCKS FROM HERE.

YOU MIND IF AN OLD MARINE
TAGS ALONG?

UH...YOUR CALL.

YOU CAN NEVER
HAVE TOO MANY.

LOOK, THE STUPID PUMP
WON'T TAKE IT,

SO JUST RUN IT
ON THE REGISTER

AND GIVE ME THE CASH BACK.

I TOLD YOU,
YOU DON'T LOOK LIKE A MUGGER

AND YOU DON'T HAVE I.D.

DAMN IT!

PUT TWO BUCKS ON PUMP THREE
AND GO TO HELL.

HEY, POLICE.

PUT THAT DOWN.
GET AWAY FROM THE CAR.

WHAT'D I DO?

SHUT UP AND PUT YOUR HANDS
AGAINST THE POST.

[coughs]

STAY RIGHT THERE.

MATCHES.

AND METH.

SURPRISE OF ALL SURPRISES.

KID'S A WALKIN' PHARMACY.

HEY, NONE OF THAT
BELONGS TO ME.

I'M SURE IT DOESN'T.

ELLIOT!

ELLIOT!

UHH!

ONCE A MARINE,
ALWAYS A MARINE.

HELLOOO.

[sniffles]

SOMEONE GONNA COME
AND TALK TO ME?

I CAN HEAR YOU WATCHING ME!

YOOHOO!
COME IN, CALCUTTA!

WHERE'D THIS GUY
BEAM DOWN FROM?

PLANET METHAMPHETAMINE,

ALONG WITH
MARGA'S CREDIT CARD.

WE SURE HE UNDERSTOOD
MIRANDA?

HE SEEMED TO.

I WANT ANYTHING
WE GET FROM HIM

ABOUT HER MURDER
TO STICK.

WELL, IT'D ALSO BE NICE
TO KNOW WHO HE IS

SINCE HE WON'T
GIVE US HIS NAME.

HIS PRINTS
SPEAK LOUD AND CLEAR.

VINCENT BECKWITH.

12 ARRESTS
OVER THREE YEARS.

POSSESSION, BURGLARY,
SELLING STOLEN GOODS.

ALL A FAR CRY
FROM MURDER.

WELL, HOW ABOUT
A RESTRAINING ORDER,

A CONVICTION
FOR SECOND-DEGREE MENACING,

TWO SEPARATE VICTIMS.

OKAY, SO IT SOUNDS LIKE VINCE
HAS A PROBLEM FIXATING ON WOMEN.

AND IF HE'S
LOCKED ONTO MARGA,

MAYBE WE CAN FIND
SOME LOVE LETTERS FROM HIM

IN DICK'S BATCH OF MAIL.

(Cragen)
MUNCH, GO THROUGH IT.

HUANG'S ALREADY ON HIS WAY
HERE TO HELP.

COLONEL, IF YOU COULD
LEND A HAND,

SEE IF YOU
RECOGNIZE ANYBODY.

ANYTHING I CAN DO.

OKAY, WE'RE GONNA TAKE
A RUN AT ROCKET MAN.

VINCE, YOU READY
TO JOIN US HERE ON EARTH

TO ANSWER SOME QUESTIONS?

WELL, HOW 'BOUT YOU
ANSWER FOR THIS!

ONE OF YOU PIGS SLUGGED ME,
AND I WANT HIS NAME

AND BADGE NUMBER.

WHO SAYS IT WAS A HE?

ACTUALLY, VINCE,
IT WASN'T A COP.

AND HE DOESN'T
HAVE A BADGE,

SO, IN A WAY,
IT DIDN'T HAPPEN.

SEE HOW EASY THAT WAS?

NOW TELL US ABOUT THE WOMAN
YOU STOLE THE CREDIT CARD FROM.

WOMAN?
I DON'T KNOW ANY WOMAN.

EROTOMANIA IS DIFFERENT
FROM OTHER STALKING DISORDERS.

INSTEAD OF FIXATING
ON AN EX-LOVER

OR A WORK ACQUAINTANCE,

THE EROTOMANIAC
BECOMES CONVINCED

THAT HE'S LOVED
BY A CELEBRITY.

IT'S RARELY SEXUAL.

IT'S MORE OF AN OBSESSION

WITH AN IMAGINARY
SHARED DESTINY.

WELL, IS THERE ANYTHING
WE SHOULD BE LOOKING FOR

BESIDES THE NAME
VINCE BECKWITH?

UH, THREAT LANGUAGE.

ANYTHING WITH
A SPECIFIC DATE,

OR OWNING A WEAPON.

YOU KNOW, I'M NOT
SURPRISED YOU JET JOCKEYS

GET ALL THIS.

THE MOON HAS LONG BEEN
THOUGHT TO INFLUENCE BEHAVIOR.

THE WORD LUNACY COMES
FROM THE LATIN LUNATICUS.

LITERALLY: MOON SICK.

WELL, ME,
I'LL TAKE THE OBVIOUS NUT

OVER THE JOKER WHO THINKS
WE NEVER WENT THERE.

WELL, THERE'S
A LOT OF PEOPLE

WHO THINK THOSE JOKERS
ARE TELLING THE TRUTH.

YEAH, WELL, BUZZ ALDRIN
HAD THE RIGHT IDEA, YOU KNOW.

WHEN SOME JOKER TRIED
TO LAY THAT CRAP ON HIM,

BUZZ JUST PUNCHED HIM
RIGHT IN THE NOSE.

HERE'S ONE.

TO MARGA.

MARGA WHO?

JANTZEN.
SHE'S BEEN ALL OVER THE NEWS.

MY CABLE'S OUT.

MAYBE YOU REMEMBER
STRANGLING HER FRIDAY NIGHT

OUTSIDE THE ARGUS HOTEL.

WELL, I AIN'T BEEN
ANYWHERE NEAR THE ARGUS.

SO YOU DIDN'T
STEAL HER CREDIT CARD

AND TOSS HER PURSE
INTO A DUMPSTER?

PURSE?

I FOUND THAT CARD
ON THE STREET IN MIDTOWN!

FINDERS KEEPERS,
RIGHT?

THAT'S ENOUGH, VINCENT.

NO MORE QUESTIONS.

WHO SENT YOU, MS. WALSH?

MY FRIGGIN' DAD.

I'M COUNSEL
FOR BECKWITH AND SONS.

VINCENT'S FATHER RECOGNIZED HIM
ON LAST NIGHT'S NEWS,

AND HE HOPES THAT WE CAN
CLEAR THIS UP

AND FORESTALL
ANY FURTHER PUBLICITY.

BECKWITH AND SONS,
THE AUCTION HOUSE?

I'M THE FAMILY
EMBARRASSMENT.

WHO'S BEING HELD
ON SUSPICION OF MURDER.

FOR WHICH YOU HAVE
PRECISELY ZERO EVIDENCE,

AND FROM WHAT I OVERHEARD,

YOU CAN'T EVEN LINK HIM
TO THE VICTIM.

THAT'S BECAUSE WE'RE TRYING
TO LINK HIM TO REALITY FIRST.

GO SCREW YOURSELF!
VINCENT, BE QUIET.

YOU TOO, BITCH!

I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP
OR MY DAD'S, ALL RIGHT?

TELL ME SOMETHING GOOD, FIN.

HOW 'BOUT I FOUND MARGA'S
MISSING NECKLACE.

PRETTY DECENT PRINT
ON IT TOO.

ANYONE THERE
RECALL WHO PAWNED IT?

YEAH, THE OWNER SAYS HE DOES.

CAN YOU SEND ME A PIC?

OH, YEAH.

THE ONLY PERSON

MY OLD MAN CARES ABOUT
IS HIMSELF!

SO PULL YOUR HEAD
OUT OF HIS ASS, LADY!

HEY, VINCE.
WHAT?!

SAY CHEESE.

VINCE...

WILL YOU SHUT UP?

LIV, HE SAYS IT'S HIM.

THANKS, FIN.

GET IT TO CSU
TO VERIFY THE PRINT.

WELL, WELL, VINCE.

SO YOU'RE STILL SAYING
THAT YOU DON'T KNOW OUR VICTIM?

BECAUSE WE FOUND
THE NECKLACE

THAT YOU SNATCHED OFF HER NECK
WITH YOUR FINGERPRINT ON IT.

[clears throat]

MY CLIENT
WILL FULLY COOPERATE

WITH THIS INVESTIGATION
IN EXCHANGE

FOR CERTAIN CONCESSIONS.

SO YOU ADMIT
TO PAWNING THE NECKLACE?

YEAH, BUT I DIDN'T
STEAL IT.

I FOUND IT WITH THE PURSE
THAT WAS IN THAT DUMPSTER.

AND I SURE AS HELL
AIN'T A KILLER.

YOU'RE A STALKER.

AN UNFORTUNATE
MISUNDERSTANDING

WITH A GIRLFRIEND
AND A FORMER COUNSELOR.

VINCENT'S ACTIONS
WEREN'T PRUDENT.

BUT HE HARBORS NO ANIMOSITY
TOWARD WOMEN.

I CAN HELP.

YOU CAN HELP?
HOW?

JUST BEFORE I DOVE
THE DUMPSTER,

SOMEONE RAN PAST
AND THREW THE PURSE IN.

A GUY WEARING
A BASEBALL HAT.

AND YOU DIDN'T MENTION THIS
BEFORE BECAUSE...

HE'S MENTIONING IT NOW,

SO IF YOU BRING IN
A REAL SUSPECT,

HE CAN IDENTIFY HIM.

DICK FOUND
AN INTERESTING NEW CANDIDATE.

ANTON THIBODEAUX,
MARGA'S NUMBER ONE FAN.

THE GUY'S PRETTY WELL KNOWN
AROUND J.S.C.

HE GOT BUSTED LAST YEAR
FOR TRESPASSING IN FLORIDA

OUTSIDE THE ASTRONAUT
HALL OF FAME.

THIS ONE SAYS,
"SEE YOU IN NEW YORK, MARGA.

LOVE, ANTON."

SAW HIM OUTSIDE OUR HOTEL
ON FRIDAY.

THINK HE'S STILL THERE?

NOT SINCE HER DEATH,
BUT I KNOW WHERE HE WILL BE.

(Stabler)
CAN YOU DESCRIBE THE GUY?

SIX-FOOT-PLUS, BEARD,

DEFINITE WEIRDO VIBE.

LET ME TAKE
A WILD GUESS.

YEAH, THAT'S THIBODEAUX.

ALL RIGHT, YOU GO LEFT,
I'LL GO RIGHT.

AND THIS TIME, IF HE BOLTS,
DON'T PUNCH HIM.

HEY, YOU GUYS SEEN THIS?

THOSE ARE THE THREE
ASTRONAUTS.

THE APOLLO ONES.
I GOT ALL THREE OF 'EM.

I GOT 'EM.

THAT'S WORTH A LOT OF MONEY,
YOU KNOW.

HEY, HEY, YOU GUYS.

YOU EVER SEEN THESE GUYS?

THIS IS--
THAT'S GUS GRISHAM.

HE WENT UP IN FLAMES.

I GOT NEIL ARMSTRONG.
HE SPELLED IT N-I-E.

BUT I THINK
HE SPELLED IT WRONG.

UH...WELL.

COLONEL FINLEY.

WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG?

OH, I KNEW YOU PEOPLE
WOULD FIND ME

THE MOMENT I HEARD
THE AWFUL NEWS.

YOU DO KNOW THAT...

I SAW MARGA THE NIGHT
THAT SHE WAS KILLED.

YOU--YOU ADMIT
YOU WERE AT THE HOTEL.

WELL, OF COURSE.

PLEASE. SIT.

SIT.

WE TALKED.

SHE SIGNED MY BOOK.

LOOK, I HAVE IT
RIGHT HERE.

I HAVE ALL
THE ASTRONAUTS.

I HAVE MANY
OF THE COSMONAUTS TOO.

RIGHT HERE.

BUT MARGA AND I...

WELL, WE CORRESPONDED
REGULARLY.

WELL, I-I KNOW THAT YOU...
WROTE TO HER.

DID SHE WRITE YOU BACK?

WELL, NO.

NO, OF COURSE NOT.

NO, NO, SHE WAS
VERY, VERY BUSY.

SHE WAS ALWAYS UP THERE
DOING VERY IMPORTANT WORK.

WORK THAT I OBVIOUSLY
CAN'T TALK TO YOU ABOUT

BECAUSE YOU DON'T HAVE
THE PROPER CLEARANCES.

NO OFFENSE.
OH, NONE TAKEN.

WELL...MARGA AND I WERE...

WE WERE VERY, VERY CLOSE.

I WROTE HER 33 LETTERS
THIS LAST YEAR.

I DON'T--I DON'T WRITE
ON THE EMAIL.

'CAUSE I DON'T TRUST
THE EMAIL.

SHE WAS...

SHE WAS MY GOOD FRIEND.

WELL, WHAT
DO YOU THINK, DOC?

HE FITS THE DESCRIPTION

OF A MALE
IN A BALL CAP.

STALKERS BECOME VIOLENT
WHEN THEY'RE REJECTED.

THE WAY THAT HE TELLS IT,

MARGA TREATED HIM
WITH RESPECT.

HE'S OBSESSIVE, CLEARLY.

BUT I'M NOT SEEING
THE NECESSARY VOLATILITY.

DID YOU NOTICE ANYONE
SUSPICIOUS AT THE HOTEL?

NO.

BUT WHOEVER DID THIS,

I DON'T LIKE HIM.

HE TOOK MARGA
AWAY FROM ME.

AND THAT'S A BIG MISTAKE
TO DO THAT.

THAT'S A BIG,
BIG MISTAKE TO DO THAT.

ANTON, LET'S SIT DOWN.

MARGA AND I,

WE WERE DESTINED
TO BE TOGETHER!

I DON'T LIKE
WHOEVER DID THIS!

I COULD REALLY HURT--

I COULD REALLY HURT
THE PERSON WHO HURT HER!

IT'S OKAY.
I UNDERSTAND.

I UNDERSTAND.
THAT ENOUGH
VOLATILITY, DOC?

WE'LL RUN A LINEUP

AND SEE IF BECKWITH
CAN I.D.

JUST TAKE YOUR TIME,
VINCE.

LOOK AT EACH ONE.

I DON'T SEE HIM.

YOU SAID YOU WOULD
RECOGNIZE THE GUY

WHO THREW THE PURSE
INTO THE DUMPSTER.

AND I WOULD!

VINCE, MAYBE YOU SHOULD
TAKE ANOTHER LOOK.

HOW MANY TIMES
I GOTTA SAY IT?!

NONE OF THEM IS THE GUY!

MAY I HAVE A MOMENT
WITH MY CLIENT?

HE'S PLAYING US.

HE KILLED HER
IN A ROBBERY GONE WRONG.

MAYBE, BUT WE CAN'T
HOLD THIBODEAUX.

YOU SURE?

HE'S A PRETTY ODD DUCK.

WHO WE'VE GOT NOTHING

BUT CIRCUMSTANTIAL
EVIDENCE ON.

CUT HIM LOOSE.

I-I DON'T WANNA LEAVE.

LOOK, WE APPRECIATE YOUR
COOPERATION, MR. THIBODEAUX.

BUT WE CAN HANDLE IT
FROM HERE, SO--

BUT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.
MARGA WAS MY GOOD FRIEND.

I CAN HELP YOU FIND
THE MONSTER THAT DID THIS!

LOOK, TELL HIM
TO KEEP AN EYE

ON THE FOLKS AT
THE HALL OF SCIENCE FOR US.

OKAY.

HEY, ANTON.
MY FRIEND.

LET ME BEND YOUR EAR
DOWN THE HALL FOR A SEC, HUH?

I KNOW EXACTLY HOW
YOU CAN HELP US OUT.

SO WHAT'S NEXT?

TAKE ANOTHER SHOT
AT BECKWITH?

HEY, OLIVIA.

DICKIE?

LOOK HOW TALL YOU ARE!

RIGHT?
YEAH.

AND I KIND OF
GO BY DICK.

COURSE YOU DO.

SORRY ABOUT THAT.

WHAT BRINGS YOU HERE?

I WANTED HIM TO DROP BY.

SO HE COULD MEET THE MAN
THAT HE'S NAMED AFTER.

COLONEL!

COLONEL, YOU GOT A MINUTE?

OH, LET ME GUESS.

KID AS HANDSOME AS THIS
GOTTA BE NAMED DICK.

DICK STABLER,
MEET COLONEL DICK FINLEY.

IT'S AN HONOR, SIR.

AH, IT'S ALL MINE.

YOUR DAD TOLD ME
A LOT ABOUT YOU.

SO ARE YOU REALLY
GOING TO THE MOON?

AS A MATTER OF FACT,
HERE'S THE LAUNCH VEHICLE

THAT'S TAKING ME.

NOW, WHEN YOUR TEACHER'S

TALKING ABOUT THAT
IN CLASS,

YOU TELL 'EM YOU KNOW
THE GOOD-LOOKIN' SON OF A BITCH

THAT'S GONNA FLY THAT THING.

YOU!

YOU KILLED MY FRIEND!

GET OUT!
KEEP YOUR HEAD DOWN!

ANTON, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?

I DID IT!
I GOT HIM!

THIBODEAUX, DROP THE GUN!

NOW!

DROP YOUR WEAPON NOW!

[struggling]

[gunshot]

SOMEBODY CALL A BUS.

I DON'T EVEN KNOW
WHERE TO START ON MY REPORT.

I'M GONNA DO MINE TOMORROW.
I GOTTA GET MY BOY HOME.

GO.

I'LL WALK YOU OUT.

YOU KEPT A BLOOD BATH
FROM GETTING A LOT WORSE.

I JUST SAW THE GUN
AND REACTED.

WE'D ALL BE LUCKY
TO REACT THAT FAST.

LOOK, I DON'T KNOW HOW
THE HELL YOU GUYS DO THIS.

I GOTTA GET BACK
TO SOMETHING SAFE,

LIKE FLYING ROCKETS.

(Munch)
NOT SO FAST, COLONEL.

AUTOGRAPH FOR A FAN?

YEAH, YOU BET, JOHN.

THANK YOU.

APPRECIATE IT.

IN CASE I'M WRONG.

I THINK IT JUST
STARTED SNOWING IN HELL.

[bell dings]

WELL, DETECTIVE.

OHH.

IT WAS REAL NICE
GETTING TO KNOW YOU.

YOU HAVE A CUT
ON YOUR HEAD.

YOU KNOW WHAT, LIV?

I GOT A MARINE CORPS FUNCTION
I GOTTA GO TO TONIGHT.

BE A LOT MORE FUN
IF YOU WERE THERE.

YOU'RE SERIOUS.

YOU'RE DOUBTING THE WORD
OF A LEGENDARY ASTRONAUT?

I WOULD LOVE TO GO.

SHOULD I CALL ELLIOT
AND SEE IF HE CAN JOIN US?

OH, I THINK YOU AND ME
CAN HANDLE THIS.

MEET YOU AT THE HOTEL
AROUND 8:00?

OKAY.

OKAY.

(Stabler)
I'M SORRY YOU HAD TO SEE
ALL THAT.

YOU SURE YOU'RE OKAY?

YEAH.
IT WAS KIND OF SCARY.

BUT I DIDN'T
SEE ANYTHING GROSS.

AND I GOT
TO MEET THE COLONEL.

YEAH, HE'S A PRETTY
COOL GUY, HUH?

HOW MANY
OF YOUR FRIENDS CAN SAY

THEY WERE NAMED
AFTER AN ASTRONAUT?

HE'S LIKE YOUR HERO,
ISN'T HE?

MM, TILL YOU CAME ALONG.

SO WHY DON'T YOU
TRY TO BE LIKE HIM?

GO INTO SPACE TOO?

I DID TRY.

YOU KNOW,
YOUR GRANDPA AND ME,

WE, UM...
BUTTED HEADS A LOT.

YOU KNOW, DICK KIND OF
TOOK ME UNDER HIS WINGS.

HE'S THE REASON WHY
I JOINED THE CORPS.

YOU KNOW,
APPLIED TO O.C.S.

HE EVEN PULLED SOME STRINGS
TO GET ME INTO FLIGHT TRAINING.

BUT I, UH...

CHICKENED OUT?

NO, IT'S MORE LIKE
I SAW WHAT I ALREADY HAD.

YOU KNOW, YOUR MOM...

MAUREEN ON THE WAY.

I THOUGHT YOU GUYS
GOT MARRIED

AFTER YOU GOT OUT
OF THE MARINES.

DUDE, YOU KNOCKED UP MOM?

MY POINT IS THAT...

IT WASN'T ABOUT ME
BEING A FIGHTER PILOT ANYMORE.

I MEAN, I HAD A WIFE
AND NEW BABY ON THE WAY.

I WASN'T EVEN 20 YEARS OLD.

SO IT WAS EITHER...
FOLLOW MY DREAM

OR TAKE RESPONSIBILITY.

YOU KNOW, UH...

YEAH, I WANTED
TO BE LIKE DICK.

BUT, UH...

NOT AS MUCH AS I WANTED
TO DO RIGHT BY OUR FAMILY.

THAT MAKE SENSE?

I DON'T KNOW, DAD.

FLYING JETS
WOULD BE TOO COOL.

AND GOING TO THE MOON.

YOU'D GIVE UP YOUR FAMILY
FOR THAT?

I'D DO ANYTHING
TO GET THERE.

OH, REALLY?
ANYTHING?

DAD, ANYBODY WOULD.

[knock on door]

HEY, ELLIOT.

WASN'T EXPECTING YOU.

BET YOU WEREN'T.

HEY, DO YOU MIND?

HUH?

YOU! TIME TO LEAVE.

[grunting]

ALL RIGHT, HERE.

WHOA! HEY!

THIS YOURS?
HERE.

DICK...
BYE-BYE.

HON, I'M SORRY.
HE'S AN OLD FRIEND OF MINE.

WELL...

THAT WAS,
UH, AWKWARD, HUH?

OKAY, OKAY.

I'M SORRY ABOUT OLIVIA.

YOU KNOW,

I SHOULD HAVE
CHECKED WITH YOU

BEFORE ASKING HER
OUT TO DINNER.

I MEAN...IF YOU'RE
NOT GONNA MAKE A MOVE.

DINNER WITH OLIVIA'S OFF.

I THINK THAT'S UP TO HER
TO DECIDE.

DON'T YOU?

SO EXCUSE ME.

I GOTTA GET DRESSED.

DICK, I KNOW.

KNOW WHAT?

YOUR GAME.

WHAT ARE YOU
TALKING ABOUT?

YOU RAN POINT
FOR US, ALL RIGHT.

YOU POINTED US
TO MARGA'S GIRLFRIEND

AND HER CREWMATE...

AND WHEN THAT JUNKIE SAID
HE SAW A GUY WITH A BALL CAP...

YOU POINTED US
TO THIBODEAUX,

KNOWING YOU COULD WIND
THAT NUT JOB UP

AND PULL THE PIN.

LOOK, IF YOU GOT SOMETHIN'
TO SAY, MARINE,

SAY IT...OR GET OUT.

TELL ME WHY
YOU MURDERED HER.

I NEVER MURDERED ANYBODY.

NO, NO MORE LIES.

YOU OWE ME
AT LEAST THAT MUCH!

I OWE YOU SOMETHING?

I LOOKED UP TO YOU.

WELL, I'M SORRY
TO DISAPPOINT.

LOOK, WHY DON'T WE JUST
CALM DOWN!

I MEAN, THIS IS ALL NUTS.

I'M YOUR FRIEND, ELLIOT.

I ALWAYS HAVE BEEN.

THEN YOU COME AND BARGE
IN HERE WITH ALL THESE

WILD ACCUSATIONS.

COME ON,
HAVE A DRINK, HUH?

WHAT WAS IT?

AFRAID YOU WEREN'T GONNA
BE THE HOTSHOT ANYMORE?

WAIT.

I'M NOT THE ONE
WHO WASHED OUT.

YOU KNEW YOU WERE
ABOUT TO,

HEADING UP
THAT LUNAR RETURN.

YOU KNOW THAT WAS JUST
A BONE THEY WERE THROWING YOU.

THAT WAS AN EMPTY TITLE.

I MEAN, 2018.
THAT'S A LONG WAY AWAY.

IS THIS WHAT HAPPENS
TO COPS?

EVERYBODY
BECOMES SUSPICIOUS?

MARGA JANTZEN,
LUNAR EXPERT--

AH, SHE'S A ROOKIE.

SHE'S NASA'S NEW HOTSHOT.

IT'S A GOOD THING
YOU DIDN'T TRY TO BECOME ME!

BECAUSE YOU NEVER
WOULD HAVE MADE IT!

THAT NIGHT
AT MARGA'S HOTEL--

WHAT PISSED YOU OFF SO MUCH?

WAS IT BECAUSE SHE WAS YOUNG?

SHE WAS GONNA TAKE
YOUR JOB IN HOUSTON?

OR WAS IT WHEN
YOU SWEET-TALKED HER,

IT WAS JUST FALLING FLAT
'CAUSE SHE WAS A LESBIAN?

GET THE HELL OUT.

SO YOU GRABBED HER,

BUT YOUR REFLEXES
AREN'T WHAT THEY USED TO BE.

AND ALL YOU GOT
WAS A NECKLACE.

DAMN IT, STABLER,
I'M GONNA THROW YOU THROUGH--

WHY ARE YOUR FINGERPRINTS
ON THE NECKLACE?!

IT'S A PERFECT MATCH
TO THE ONE THAT YOU LEFT

ON THE MODEL ROCKET.

THE LAB JUST
CONFIRMED IT FOR ME.

IT'S NOT THE JUNKIE'S.
IT'S YOURS.

WELL, IF YOU AREN'T
SOME KIND OF LITTLE PISS-ANT!

YOU KNOW, I NEVER SHOULD
HAVE LIFTED A FINGER FOR YOU!

ARGH!

SHE WAS GONNA TAKE
THE MOON FROM ME.

OHH!

HYUH!

UHH!

ARGH!

GET UP.

I SAID GET UP.

[grunting]

OHH.

COME ON, ELLIOT.

HEY, IT DOESN'T
HAVE TO GO DOWN THIS WAY.

WE CAN SOLVE THIS.

TWO MARINES, HUH?

WORKIN' TOGETHER.

YOU MURDERED THAT WOMAN.

YOU DUMPED HER BODY
IN THE RIVER.

YOU HAVE THE NERVE
TO SHAKE MY BOY'S HAND!

[groans]

(Benson)
ELLIOT.

IS EVERYTHING OKAY?

NO.