Law & Order: Special Victims Unit (1999–…): Season 2, Episode 13 - Victims - full transcript

Elliot faces personal demons when Cragen asks him to investigate the murder of a convicted rapist that Elliot himself helped to put away.

(narrator) 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.

[police radio chattering]

I'm Winfield, Citizen Watch. I
was on patrol. Got here first.

You see anything? Just the body.

Thomas Marchek, pedophile.

You say Marchek? Yeah.



(Benson) You know the guy?

(Stabler) He raped
a seven-year-old girl.

Left her cut up and
unconscious in a drainpipe.

Yeah, I know.

And how are you so tuned in?

I'm just doing my job.

All right. Sir, did you touch
the body? I know better.

(Stabler) Not even
to check for vitals?

Shorteye's head was
practically blown off.

Look, if you want to talk to me,
here's a card with my numbers...

home and work.

It's nice to meet you.

(man) Five years ago,
I put this guy away.

You SVU?



(Stabler) Yeah, Benson,
Stabler. Who called us?

You got three shots,
point blank to the face.

Nine mil.

Wouldn't be surprised if the
slugs turn out to be hollow point.

Made quite a statement.

(Benson) And a mess.

Now, why'd you call us
in? This is a homicide.

Chief of Detective
reassigned by request.

You sent the guy up. I guess
that's why you're catching.

This is a dead ex-con.

This is not a victim of a
sex crime. Was he raped?

Do his wounds suggest
anything sexual in nature?

I feel for you, pal, but
this comes from above.

Your problem's not with me.

Who made the request?

A Captain Cragen.

[door bangs]

Elliot, give him a
chance to explain.

(Stabler) Why?

Excuse me?

Thomas Marchek
kidnapped Corrine Branson...

tortured her at knifepoint,
and left her for dead.

(Cragen) I read the file.

I was ready to cap
that dirtbag myself.

Now you expect me
to work his homicide?

One Police Plaza does.

They asked me to
take it, I said "yes".

To polish your political apple?

It's delicate territory and
you're familiar with the players.

I'll fill Homicide in. You
go talk to the parents.

I'll talk to the parents and tell
them the good news about Marchek.

But I am not telling them
that they're suspects.

According to the Chief, the
girl's mother threatened Marchek...

at the last parole hearing.

She should've threatened
the Parole Board...

Are you finished?

I don't want this case.

I'm through explaining myself to
you. You caught it, you make it.

I begged the Parole Board
to keep him in prison...

but they wouldn't listen.

Lindsay, why didn't you call me?
You know I would have testified for you.

(Lindsay) I thought
it was just a formality.

I never dreamed they
would actually let him out.

We don't want to cause
you any more heartache.

But I have to ask
you. I'm a suspect.

You threatened to kill him.

I was angry.

Can you blame me? No.

(Benson) Where
were you last night?

Right here with my child. I
won't let her out of my sight.

(Benson) And your husband?

(Lindsay) We're divorced.

(Benson) Where does he live now?

I don't believe you people.

Haven't we been through enough?

Hi Corrine. It's me, Elliot.

Do you remember?

I almost didn't recognize you. It's
been so long. You've grown a lot.

(Stabler) How've you been?

I remember you.

You caught that man.

Yes.

Thank you.

You never have
to thank me for that.

Why aren't you at school?

I have school here.
My mom teaches me.

Why?

I don't like it when
people look at me.

I'm ugly.

That's not true.

Yes it is.

(Tomassi) It's a
shame about Marchek.

He was a good driver. He
never tried to skip his shift.

You know him
well? Not to speak of.

We drove together
a couple of times.

What'd you talk
about? Usual stuff.

Women troubles, sports...

how the union ain't
what it used to be.

Marchek had problems with women?

Yeah, some ex of
his was stalking him.

He said he had a bad break-up.

He was with a new one and
the old one couldn't let go.

You ever see his former lady?
Yeah, hanging around once or twice.

Man, I told him to call the cops,
but he said it wasn't worth it.

Would you recognize
her if you saw her again?

Blonde, little over 5'.

Drove a light blue Honda.

She's kind of old for him, though.
Maybe that's why he couldn't shake her.

Did he mention a
more recent girlfriend?

Yeah, Gloria something.

Check with the office.

Marchek said he didn't have family,
so she's probably his emergency notify.

(Munch) Thanks.

Gloria, how long were you
and Thomas Marchek dating?

About four months.

We were already talking
about marriage, kids.

Can't this wait?

(Fin) When was the
last time you saw him?

Night before last.

What about last night?
(Gloria) I was working.

(Fin) Where? Club
Devinyl on 34th Street.

I get off around 3:00.

(Gloria) Tommy had left for
work by the time I got home.

(Munch) He ever talk
about his ex-girlfriend?

I didn't know he had one.

He mention anyone following
him? Maybe giving him a hard time?

Yeah, there was this one guy.
Said he was with the Citizen Watch.

Put up flyers with
Tommy's picture on it.

He even followed us into a
restaurant and harassed us.

(Munch) And you are? Louise
Durning. I am a friend of Gloria's

And I have witnessed the
abuse they've had to endure.

(Munch) What kind of abuse?

He called Tommy names and
called me worse for being with him.

They couldn't go out without
being assaulted by this man...

or one of his storm troopers.

Nobody saw the
good in Tommy but me.

You know what he did?

He changed.

(Fin) It didn't bother you?

I loved him.

Can't you see she's in enough pain?
Where's your compassion, for God's sake?

With the little girl
Tommy raped and cut.

[sobs]

(Josh) You got to be kidding.

Mr. Branson, just answer the
question. I was in Chicago on business.

You want the receipts? I can
prove it. No, that won't be necessary.

Actually, it is.

You of all people.

Trust me, I don't like this
any better than you do.

(Benson) Thank you.

You talk to Lindsay,
Corrine? Yes.

(Josh) How're they doing?

Your daughter seems lonely.
Do you get to see her often?

Not as often as I should.

I can't take Lindsay
blaming me anymore.

Josh, it's not your fault.

When that monster Marchek raped
my little girl, he killed a part of me.

Your daughter is still alive...

and she misses you very much.

Her mother won't
let me near her.

(Stabler) She says they
don't get out very often.

She shut herself off.

[sighs]

I've tried to talk to her.

I even bought her a car, hoping she'd take
Corrine to the country where she can...

play outside and feel safe.

What kind of car? An Accord.

Why?

Does Lindsay take Corrine with her
when she goes out to run errands?

No, the neighbor across
the hall stays with her.

A sweet lady named
Virginia Koeler.

You think Lindsay
killed the bastard?

We don't think anything, Mrs.
Koeler. We're talking to everyone.

You take care of Corrine when
her mother is out. Is that correct?

I'm one of the only
people she trusts.

After the terrible thing that
happened, she's very careful.

You baby-sit Corrine
last night? (Virgina) Why?

Mrs. Koehler, do you think Lindsay
murdered her daughter's attacker?

No. (Stabler) Then
tell us the truth.

Did you stay with
Corrine last night?

Yes.

Lindsay went to
the grocery store.

(Stabler) And what
time did she return?

About 11:00.

She's all that little girl has.

Please leave her alone.

The DMV lists Lindsay Branson as
the owner of a '98 blue Honda Accord.

No tickets. No warrants.

Any registered weapons?

A Smith and Wesson 9mm registered
to Josh Branson, but not to the ex-wife.

Pick her up. Okay, why
are we doing this, now?

The gun is registered to the husband.
They're divorced. They live apart.

I want her in a line-up.

If Marchek's co-worker can ID Mrs. Branson
as the stalker, then we'll play it out.

This is based on
circumstantial evidence.

We've twisted suspects
in the wind for a lot less...

than what we've got
on paper right now.

(Stabler) Those suspects...

didn't have a daughter who was
raped and had her face sliced up.

She clears the
line-up, she goes home.

I'm not doing this.

(Benson) Elliot. No.
You know something...

this woman's
already living in hell.

And now you're asking me
to drag her in like a criminal.

I'm not doing it. This
isn't your call, Detective.

Counselor, you know
something, I don't answer to you.

(Cragen) You answer to me.

And I suggest you adjust your attitude
before I write you up on insubordination.

I just don't think we have enough
evidence. (Cragen) I say we do.

Either get right
with that or go home.

(Cragen) Can you identify the woman
who was following Tommy Marchek?

(Tomassi) Number
three. That's her.

(Cragen) Take your time.

What for? It's number three.

Can I go now? I got a
lot of deliveries to get out.

Yeah.

Search warrants were issued
for the premises and the car?

(Cragen) Munch
and Fin are on it.

Are you gonna be able
to do the interrogation...

or do I need to get
another set of detectives?

It's not a problem.

Can I get you anything?

No.

Do you understand
your rights? Yes.

Do you want a lawyer?

Lindsay, I really think you
should have a lawyer present.

I'm glad he's dead.

I thought I'd have
some closure...

but it hasn't made a difference.

Corrine is still afraid to go out and
then my family is still in shambles.

Did you follow Mr. Marchek?

Yes.

To his home, his job, even to his
girlfriend's apartment on Lexington.

Then each time I saw his face,
I saw him raping my little girl.

How long had you
been stalking him?

Since the day he got out of
prison, I've dreamed of his death.

What I would do to him.
How I would make him suffer!

Tell me what
happened last night.

[sighs]

I followed him...

from, um...

from the meat market to
some bar in Alphabet City.

And I waited for him outside.

(Benson) And did you have a gun?

I had my husband's.

(Lindsay) I followed him
for several blocks on foot...

his back made a perfect target.

But I couldn't do it.

Every night I had the chance
and I just, I couldn't do it.

And then somebody
else did it for me.

Yeah.

[knocking on door]

I don't have a confession.
You don't need one.

Police. Step aside. Thank you.

Hey. (Stabler) Hey.

Olivia, I'd like you to meet
a recent parolee and rapist...

Craig Moss, three
shots to the head.

If Cragen finds out I called
you... I got it off the scanner.

What's the deal here?
Check out this flyer.

(Stabler) That's
him. Second guy.

Same MO, 9mm,
hollow-point slugs.

Guess that lets
Lindsay off the hook.

Puts us on the
trail of a serial killer.

(Celeste) Did he suffer?
(Stabler) No, it was quick.

But not quick enough,
right, Detective?

Your son was murdered.

We're trying to
find out who did it.

What do you care? It's our job.

And my cross to bear.

Mrs. Moss, this
isn't about you. No?

If my son hadn't been born, those
two women never would've been raped.

I ask myself what I did
wrong and have no answers.

Did your son mention anything
about having trouble with anyone lately?

There were sex offender flyers
all over the neighborhood...

obscenities spray-painted
on my door and...

the man who beat
him to a pulp last week.

Did your son tell you
who this man was?

No, but I can guess.

The owner of the
corner market, Pulham.

He hated Craig.

Had half-a-dozen flyers
pasted in the store window.

I hated what he did...

but I loved my son.

He did his time...

was raped in prison and got HIV.

He suffered, too.

My brother-in-law
said to expect you.

Your brother-in-law? Yeah,
he's a patrol cop in Queens.

Figured my little run-in
with Craig the pervert...

would put me at
the top of your list.

According to Moss' mother,
you beat the hell out of him.

I kicked him out of my store.

And kept kicking?

He's a rapist.

Was.

Look, I caught him checking out a couple
of teenage girls who came in for sodas.

What am I supposed to do,
wait for him to rape them, too?

Where were you last night
between 8:00 and 10:00?

Right here.

I'm open till 11:00 every night.

And I got plenty of
customers who'll vouch for that.

(Stabler) Who enlightened you
about Mr. Moss' background?

A Citizen Watch guy
came in here with a flyer...

(Pulham) asking me to
post them on my window.

(Pulham) I asked for extras.

He said this guy Moss
raped a mother of four.

Predators like him,
they never stop.

I run a family business. This
kind of scum ain't welcome here.

You have any idea where we might
be able to find this Citizen Watch guy?

Yeah, sure, they rent a space in the
Rec Center, couple of blocks down.

They do a good job, too. I
haven't had a break-in in two years.

[phone rings]

Hello, Detectives,
good to see you again.

This is not a social visit.

We'd like you to stop
distributing these flyers.

We're not breaking any laws.

That remains to be seen.

Mr. Pulham assaulted
a man on your flyer.

(Stabler) And now
two of them are dead.

I'm sorry to hear that.

We only try to
inform and prevent.

You're inciting people to break
the law. To commit murder.

That's a long
reach, isn't it? Is it?

We've got two dead men...

(Benson) flyers that
you've distributed...

and Citizen Watch members
at both crime scenes.

Are we suspects?

We'd like a list of your members,
names, addresses, phone numbers, please.

You know, we're only
protecting ourselves

against these rapists
because you won't.

The system puts them in our
neighborhoods and then turns its back.

(Benson) And where exactly
would you like them to go?

Hell's good and hot.

Thank you.

The Chief's idea of a joke?

Much as I hate it,
there's nothing we can do.

Protecting rapists now.

To shield us from lawsuits...

and to keep anyone else on
that flyer from being murdered.

Now the remaining
two parolees on the list...

Trent Wills and James Campbell,
are to get round-the-clock protection.

Captain, what are
we supposed to do...

about the honest, hard-working
people who actually need us?

These men have rights and we
have jobs to do. Anything else?

(Munch) Ballistics came
back on Lindsay Branson's gun.

No match.

But we're looking at the
same 9mm for both stiffs.

And we're running background checks
on all the Citizen Watch members.

Well, this guy Winfield
sounds especially ripe.

Talk to the two parolees. See if
any of these "concerned citizens"...

were keeping too close a
watch on either one of them.

We'll take Wills.

And we'll take the other one.

Elliot?

How far you gonna
push this, Captain?

No, since I
assigned this case...

you have questioned my orders
and disrespected my command.

Now, I've cut you some slack
because of our relationship...

but this well is running
pretty dry. Are we clear?

Yes, sir.

I get enough crap
from the politicians.

I don't need any from
my own detectives.

I need a break, Elliot.

Find me one.

(Wills) Police protection. Does
this mean I get a ride to work?

No.

Anybody been stalking
you? Giving you attitude?

Yeah.

Two fat, ugly, old broads
with matching windbreakers.

I doubled back and
spooked the hell out of them.

A fun time was had by all.

Did you get their names?

Yeah.

Fat and Fatter,
Winfield's little army.

Any babes in this police detail?

Been a long time.
Getting kind of anxious.

[laughs]

Watch me, Daddy!

Your mother-in-law
said we'd find you here.

We try to live as
normally as possible...

but that watch group is
making our lives miserable.

After they put me on that
flyer, my boss fired me.

Didn't want a pervert
selling insurance.

Can you blame them for being
afraid? I'm not a danger to anybody.

Would Sandra Woodly agree?

I was 22. I met her in a club.

I wasn't thinking a 15-year-old
could even be out that late.

She said she was 19.
Was that your defense?

Look, I didn't deny any
of it, I went to prison.

What more can I do?

(Benson) A protective
detail will begin at midnight...

and continue around-the-clock
until the killer is found.

You're saying
that we're at risk?

Look, you're on the flyer, just like
the other two rapists who were killed.

So?

Has anyone from the watch
group been harassing you?

(Campbell) Sam Winfield.

He even tried to stop me from
enrolling my daughter in his kid's school.

Who the hell does
he think he is?

All roads lead to Winfield.

Who is this guy? An
ex-cop from Albany.

He took an early
retirement after a bad shoot.

(Cragen) It doesn't
prove anything.

But I had a heart-to-heart with his
partner at the time of that bad shoot.

It involved a rapist.

He also has an arsenal
of weapons registered...

including a 9mm.

Marchek's girlfriend said a man from
the Citizen Watch was harassing them.

And her friend said
it got pretty heated.

Show them both the photo array.

If they can ID him, let's invite
him down here for a little chat.

(Louise) There you
go. She's doing so well.

She's a brave little girl.

Thank you. I'll
see you next week.

Louise Durning? Yes?

I'm Detective Benson. This is
my partner, Detective Stabler.

You're here about Gloria?

Come this way.

We understand you were with
Gloria and Thomas Marchek...

when a man from Citizen
Watch approached you.

Yes. In the restaurant.

Do you think you'd remember
this man if you saw him again?

(Louise) I think so.

Okay, can you tell us
if he's one of these?

(Louise) Yes, he's this one.

Do you think he had something
to do with Thomas' murder?

(Benson) Do you remember
what he said in the restaurant?

Nothing to me.

He showed Thomas his
gun and told him to watch out.

I already gave a statement.
What more do you need?

You said Sam Winfield, the
guy from the community watch...

harassed you and Tommy.

He followed us everywhere.

Even came in here a couple of
times, went straight to Glo's station.

I tried to avoid him, but he complained
to my manager. I had to wait on him.

Did he say anything?
Awful stuff about Tommy.

He said if I knew what was good for
me, I'd leave him and never see him again.

One time Tommy came in
and he was talking to Glo...

I thought for sure there
was gonna be hell to pay.

What happened? Tommy
grabbed Winfield by the shirt

lifted him right
out of his chair.

Winfield split Tommy's
head open with an ashtray.

Said if he ever touched
him again, he'd kill him.

Finally caught up with Gloria.

She ID'd Winfield
from the array...

and confirmed that he
threatened Marchek with a gun.

Now she's scared for her life.

At the rate this guy's going, we're gonna
have to assign another protection detail.

Dispatch just got a call from the
Campbell residence. Shots fired.

Scared the hell out of
my wife and little girl.

And where are they now?

I sent them to a motel
where they'll be safe.

Not that you give a damn what
happens to me or my family.

That's not true, Mr. Campbell.

Well, then where was that
protective detail that you promised?

The shift doesn't
start until midnight.

How convenient.

Did you see who fired the shots?

I didn't have to.

I saw Winfield standing across
the street, staring at the apartment.

A few minutes later
the window explodes.

Had he threatened you?

(Campbell) Coming up
the street he grabbed me,

and told me to get out
of the neighborhood.

When I told him to go to hell...

he said if I didn't listen, I was
gonna end up like the other two guys.

Okay. When the protective detail gets
here, we'll escort your family back home.

No, thanks, Detective...

they're safer where they are.

I worked at the shop until
10:00. Then I went home.

You go out for dinner
break? About 6:00.

(Stabler) Where'd you go?

For a walk.

James Campbell said that you wound
up at his place, threatened his life.

I tried to save his neck,
but he wouldn't listen.

Instead he gets in my
face, calls me a stalker.

I don't have to take that from
anyone, least of all a stinking rapist.

That why you took a shot at him?

I didn't shoot at anybody.

(Stabler) He saw you
outside his window.

He was mistaken. Like
I said, I was at work.

(Benson) Anybody with you?

My partner Paul Cormick.

We're rebuilding an
engine, the block is cracked.

How many guns do you own?

(Winfield) Five...

counting the engraved Marine Dragoon.
But you already know that, don't you?

You expecting a war?

I shoot competitively.
But you know that, too.

Tell you what...

why don't the two of you
tell me what you want...

and I'll tell you if I'm
gonna make it easy...

or I'm gonna make it hard.

Give up your 9mm
for testing. No.

Then why do we have
to go through this, then?

You gonna play us, we'll
just keep right on digging.

Then grab a shovel, brother.

No probable cause,
no warrant, no guns.

We know that you
followed these guys.

And no one filed a complaint,
so what's the problem?

The problem is anyone you
don't like, they wind up dead.

Pedophiles and rapists.

Don't waste your pity.

You used to be a good
cop, what happened?

Are you guys gonna
charge me with anything?

Or can I go home now?

(Cragen) That was Munch.

Cormick's wife puts her
husband at home by 9:00 pm.

Well, there goes
Winfield's alibi.

We'll need warrants to
cover the garage and home.

Cabot's already on it.

Take a look at this.

(Cragen) I called
Winfield's captain in Albany.

Got the off-the-record
on his bad shoot.

Turns out the gun the perp
was carrying had no prints.

It was a drop?

(Cragen) Serial
number was filed clean.

Winfield had eight
commendations up to that point?

That's why they offered
him early retirement.

The case he was working
on was real bad ass.

Captain said it ate
him to the bone.

(Cragen) The warrants
are on the way.

I already sent Munch
and Fin to the residence.

You two go to the business.
The unis'll meet you there.

What the hell is this?

Sorry, Sam. I
couldn't stop them.

So much for
professional courtesy.

You brought this on yourself.

Just another day on the
thin blue line, Detective?

You better watch out. Yeah.

Or you'll wind up just like me.

Well, thanks for the advice.

Just let us do our job and
we'll be out of your hair.

[yells]

You all right? Yep.

I'll get the first-aid kit.

Detectives, found this
in an oil drum out back.

Mr. Winfield, I won't
forget about that first aid kit.

You're under arrest for the murder
of Thomas Marchek and Craig Moss...

and the attempted
murder of James Campbell.

You have the right to remain
silent. I know my rights.

Well, then, let's
get out of here.

Ballistics report came back
positive for the Campbell attack.

But it's no match
on the murders.

(Cabot) You sure?
Tested it twice.

We don't have the murder weapon.

Then we don't have a case.

The most I can charge him with is
attempted murder on Mr. Campbell.

Unless you play hardball.
What are you suggesting?

You could threaten to kick up enough
dust to re-open the Albany investigation.

Look, wait a
minute, I read the file.

There was a kid in the car and
he thought the perp was carrying.

The skell had already raped
and tortured the kid's mother.

(Cragen) I know the facts. But
we've got two murders to close.

So we pad our win column
at the expense of a good cop...

because he made a judgment call?

If he killed those men, I don't give a
damn how many commendations he had.

He's a murderer and
we're going to nail his ass.

Now do you have
a problem with that?

All I'm saying... What? What
are you saying, Detective?

I think I understand him.

And I'm asking
for a shot at him.

You know, these
rooms all look the same.

They've got one up in Albany
with a window just like this one.

Same rusty gratings, same size.

(Winfield) Rooms
even smell the same.

How long on the job?
(Winfield) Sixteen years.

Solid, from what I hear.

I was on my way
to being Captain.

Then Alan Cryter came along.

I had my own Alan Cryter.

Insurance salesman. Ran his business
out of a converted garage in Queens.

Well liked. Would invite the neighborhood
kids up for ice cream and stories.

One day, a six-year-old
girl goes missing...

from a playground in Soho.

Actually...

long story short, we find her...

underneath the floorboards of his
office, along with three other children.

(Stabler) All of them in
various stages of decomposition.

But he is gone, and I'm left...

with a cold case.

And two years
nothing but silence...

and headaches.

I developed these
debilitating headaches.

I wasn't sleeping a lot.

I kept having these
recurring nightmares...

where my own children would
be underneath these floorboards...

that I couldn't pry up.

And then one day I'm just gassing
up my car in Chelsea and there he is.

(Stabler) And before I
know it I've got his face...

sandwiched between his
windshield and the muzzle of my gun.

And I'm yelling, "Freeze."

And I realize that
I'm yelling at myself.

Because I can't stop my
finger from pulling the trigger.

And I'm praying for him to
blink. I'm praying for him to twitch.

Just do something
to give me an excuse.

And then I see a
face inside of his car.

It's...

a girl, this beautiful,
little six-year-old girl...

these big eyes.

I figured she'd seen enough.

Yeah, she'd seen enough.

Your headaches go away?

Yeah.

It's the only
difference between us.

I didn't see the kid's eyes.

The perp pulled him from the
car and used him as a shield.

After what the loser had done
to the mother and the sister...

I had no doubts what
he'd do with the boy.

Anyway, the boy bit
him and ran. I shot.

I could have sworn that
son of a bitch had a gun.

But maybe...

it was just wishful thinking.

We've got to do
the right thing here.

I didn't kill those men.

I handed out flyers to
inform and prevent. That's all.

James Campbell?

James Campbell
was next on the list.

I figured if I scared him
off, at least he'd be alive.

Anything else you can tell me?

On the night of Marchek's
murder, I was on duty.

I heard the shots. I
ran towards the sound.

When I got there, I saw a
woman fleeing the crime scene.

Description?

5'6", brown hair, 120-ish lbs.

Black leather jacket, flapping
open, blue sequined top, dark pants...

boots.

Why didn't you
tell us this before?

When I saw it was Marchek, I
figured he got what he deserved.

Can you do me
any favors on this?

Gloria's not here,
Detective. She's off today.

But she was on
Thursday. Yeah. Why?

Her time card said
she worked till 3:00 am.

So? She work the whole night?

Must've.

How well did you know
her boyfriend? Not very well.

She said he was nice.

Which she deserved after
the long line of scuzzballs...

who mooched her money
and beat the crap out of her.

It was sad when they broke up.

Broke up? When did that happen?

About a week ago.
Glo took it hard.

I think she still loved him.

Missed a lot of work.
Almost got canned.

But she worked until
3:00 last Thursday?

You checked her time card.

We have a witness
that says otherwise.

Unless you want to be
charged as accessory to murder,

I suggest you tell us the truth.

Gloria ducked out about 11:00.

(Fin) Where'd she
go? I don't know.

Did she come back? No.

Manager didn't miss her, so I
punched her card when I left.

Did she work night before
last? It was her night off.

Look, I know Gloria.

She's a little messed
up, but she's a sweet girl.

She wouldn't hurt anybody.

You sure about that?
Okay, John, thanks a lot.

Seems Gloria's
alibi just went south.

Here it is.

♪♪[music playing]

Gloria!

Detectives Benson and
Stabler. We spoke this morning.

Wow.

She said that she'd be here,
as if she could really hear me.

Gloria?

Damn inconsiderate.
Did you get any answer?

And who are you?

Earl Zito, I live below
in 2-C. Listen to that.

How long's this been
going on? Over an hour.

Yeah, I called the
super, but you know, it's...

Stay there please.

I hope the deadbolt isn't on.

♪♪[music continues playing]

(Stabler) Olivia!

Call for a wagon. I got
a pulse here. Very faint.

(Benson) 2414 to
central. 2414 to central.

Got a 1054 attempted suicide...

at 28 Lexington
Avenue and 26th Street.

Put a rush on the bus.

Grab another towel.
I'm making a tourniquet.

(medic) Bus is on the way.

(Benson) Okay.
Here's the tourniquet.

Can you tie the
other one for me?

(Benson) We need to get her
downstairs. Gloria, can you hear me?

Stay with me.

She's a lucky young woman...

another minute or two and
she would've bled to death.

Can we talk to her now?

Before you do, I need to inform
you about your potential exposure.

To what?

The paramedics found Viracept, a protease
inhibitor, in Gloria's medicine cabinet.

She confirmed that
she's HIV-positive.

Since there was a lot
of blood at the scene...

Elliot. Okay, Doc.
Thanks for the heads-up.

We should talk to Gloria
while she's still awake.

[woman chattering on PA system]

You should've just let me die.

(Stabler) That's not an answer.

How do you know?

Did you hurt yourself
because of Tommy Marchek?

Yes.

(Benson) Because
he broke up with you?

I broke up with him.

(Stabler) Why? Son
of a bitch gave me HIV.

Is that why you killed him?

Isn't that enough?

And Moss?

Who?

Craig Moss.

I killed him, too.

Why'd you use a knife
on him? What do you care?

He's dead. I did it.

Now leave me alone.

(Stabler) She's lying.
She's protecting someone.

The question is, who?

We still haven't found any
connection between Gloria and Moss.

I don't even think
she knew the guy.

Hold on. Wait a minute.

Gloria said Marchek
gave her HIV.

Moss had HIV.

Did CSU get everything
from her medicine cabinet?

Yeah.

Viracept. It was prescribed by a
Dr. Williams at the State Street Clinic.

Crime lab reports Marchek and Moss
both got their meds from the same place.

Gloria's friend, Louise,
works there as a social worker.

How much you wanna bet she
counseled Marchek and Moss?

Check the phone records
and meds on all three...

and run a background
check. Then bring her in.

(Cragen) How long has she been
waiting? (Benson) Twenty minutes.

(Cragen) Doesn't
look too rattled.

She brought work with her from
the clinic. Now that's dedication.

She's also got a
permit for a 9mm Glock.

Finished?

My work is never finished.

Seems a lot like our job.

Well, in your job, don't
you sometimes win?

(Stabler) What I meant was
don't you people say that...

HIV is no longer
a death sentence?

Yes, we do.

We can treat it,
but we can't cure it.

We were hoping that you could
tie up some loose ends for us.

What kind of loose ends? (Stabler)
Thomas Marchek, Craig Moss...

they were patients of
yours, weren't they? Yes.

Gloria Palmera? Yes. Yeah.

Gloria confessed to
murdering Marchek and Moss.

She did?

(Benson) After she tried
to kill herself last night.

Oh, God.

Is she all right?

Well, she's weak.
She's confused.

She wasn't really making
a whole lot of sense.

That's because she
was trying to protect me.

(Benson) Tell us.

I counseled Thomas
Marchek for four months.

And he told me he wasn't
being intimate with anyone.

And then one
session he let it slip.

Bragged about his girlfriend's
insatiable appetite for him.

I told him to tell Gloria
to come in to be tested.

Did she? No.

He kept making excuses about
why he hadn't told her. So I told her.

At first she
wouldn't believe it...

but then when the test
results came back positive...

she finally saw him for
the bastard that he was.

Why did you kill him?

He murdered her with his lies.

That's why.

And Moss?

Why would I give him another chance
to do that again to somebody else?

It's bad enough to
be raped, Detective...

but when the rapist has HIV, he
leaves you with a daily reminder...

that'll last you for
the rest of your life.

I know, I was raped
nine years ago.

You're HIV-positive?

No, I have AIDS.

I'm dying.

(Louise) Drugs don't
work for me anymore.

I wasn't gonna let
them kill another woman.

You think the Grand
Jury will indict her?

She did murder two men.

Will she live long enough
to serve her sentence?

You okay?

You wanna go grab a
drink? No, I should go home.

Sure? Yeah.

Okay. I'll see you
tomorrow. You will.

Elliot...

how'd it go with the doc?

She said the bandage probably kept most
of Gloria's blood from entering the wound.

Just in case, she gave me a
month's supply of antiretrovirals.

Then what? Wait and see.

That's gonna make
for a hell of a month.

Listen, if there's
anything... I got it covered.

Well, you got my number.

Captain?

Thanks.