Law & Order: Special Victims Unit (1999–…): Season 20, Episode 22 - Diss - 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.

Damn it.

Okay, girl. Be cool.

I know. I forgot to signal.



You've been drinking?

No, Officer.

Turn off the engine.
Step out of the vehicle.

Seriously?

- Come on. Let's go!
- Okay. Oh, no!

- Now!
- Okay, okay!

Easy! Easy!

Make sure to frisk her for drugs.

Look, I don't do drugs.

Can't you just write me a ticket?

If you boys want to have some fun,

at least let me look at you.

What'd I tell you?

Your gun.



Get down on the ground.

Get down on the ground!

All the way down.

And cut!

That one was money!

Enough sex appeal for you, Bill?

Oh, you're talking sex appeal,

and I'm talking police brutality,

Black Lives Matter, Me Too.

As long as you're shaking that booty

while you're talking, I'm good.

Can we go to Dave and Busters now?

Okay. You know, Daddy's
got his concert tonight.

Don't you wanna say goodnight?

- You promised!
- I can take Lexi, D.

Okay, um, Bill, what is this
about Veneshia opening

for Snake's concert tonight?

- Snake didn't tell you?
- No, he didn't.

Can Wallace take me? Please? Please?

Yeah, sure. Just... sure!

Just... just take me home before.

- I got her, Dallas.
- Thank you guys so much!

Have a great night. I really
appreciate all your time.

We're gonna get a goat.

I hear it's good with hot sauce.

Not to eat, silly. As a pet.

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Something's not right. Lexi, wait.

Come on.

Wait here.

Dallas!

You okay?

Dallas?

Dallas?!

Mommy! Mommy!

- Is that really her?
- Yeah.

- Jesus.
- Yeah.

And she fought back.
Maybe she shouldn't have.

How bad?

She was struck multiple times
on the back of the head.

She's got bleeding behind her ears.

Possible skull fracture.

They're just gonna have to do tests.

Was she raped?

We'll have to run a kit,
but her robe was torn.

I had a delivery down the street.

And I saw the cops

and someone said it
was Snake and Dallas.

So I waited to see what's going on.

All right, when you were riding by,

did you see anybody go in
or out of that building?

It was dark. I wasn't looking.

That's a nice bike.

What... what... what is that?

A Mongoose. Can I go?

Yeah. Get out of here.

- Did he know anything?
- Nah, he's just a lookie-loo.

I hate celebrity cases.

Ten Grammys, 25 nominations.

The President could be on that

gurney and get less media attention.

- Was it Snake?
- No. No comment.

Get out of here.

They found her in here.

A Glock.

I'll run it for prints,

but I'm guessing it's the victim's.

It was under her body.

All right, let us know
if you find anything else.

No sign of forced entry.
The alarms were off.

Security cameras were hacked last week.

So a neighbor walking her dog
around 8:15,

saw Dallas in a pretty heated
squabble with her husband

Justin Anderson aka Snake.

Yeah, I know who he is.

I doubt if he did this.

Maybe not, but I wouldn't bet on that.

The 3rd has already investigated

two domestic disputes at this
address in the last month.

Where's Snake now?

Bodyguard says he's in
concert at the Apollo.

Stand up, Harlem!

Yeah!

Oh!

Odafin Tutuola, baby!
Harlem's own, Harlem's own!

Bro, come out here, family!

Hey, show's over. Family emergency.

No!

You two know each other?

We grew up together.
Our moms were best friends.

Maybe you could've told me that.

Man, I appreciate you coming down here.

Talk to me face to face. Man, for real.

Well, actually, we... we have
some questions for you.

Who did this, Fin?

We're working on it, man.

I told her to stay away from
that Twitter or whatever.

These stalkers, man?

All right, listen.

Your neighbor told us that
you and Dallas had a fight

before you left.

I ain't never laid a hand on my wife.

Then why did the police
go to your house twice

over domestic disputes?

You know someday, when
you get yourself a woman...

We'll see if you don't yell
every now and then.

So that's all you did, man? Scream?

Wow.

You too?

The hell happen to you, B?

I'm just trying to find out
why you guys were arguing.

Veneshia.

I was on Veneshia's last record.

There were reports
that we were together.

They were false.

How'd you get that bruise?

I got into a fight with
a pain-in-the-ass papo.

He was too close to Lexi.
I was protecting my daughter.

Is that all right with you,
Wonder Bread?

Wouldn't it made the news?

My manager paid off the papo.

His name is Amir Khoury.

When I left Dallas, she was fine.

Thanks.

Dallas has significant brain swelling.

They had to put her into
a medically induced coma

to relieve the pressure.

- You do a rape kit?
- Yeah. I sent it to the lab.

Hey, hold up. Ain't nobody
said anything about rape.

Nobody's gonna say anything.

We just got to cover all of our bases.

You and I both know

whoever did this
is about to die, right?

Come on, cuz.

You sure this is a good idea, Sergeant?

I know he's your buddy and all
but he's still a suspect.

You know Snake?

I haven't seen him since we were 16.

But you think he's innocent.

I do think we need to talk
to that paparazzi.

What if Snake runs for it?

I mean, come on. Rollins is here.

I mean, where's he gonna go? You good?

Snake hit me and then he paid me,

and then that put an end
to our business dealings.

Well, in case you're interested,

your face did a real job
on his knuckles.

Look, I went easy on him.

You know, you want to be a celeb,

you've got to put up
with dicks like me.

But I hope Dallas is okay, right?

Her face is a lot prettier than mine.

Why? You think Snake was
the one who beat her up?

Well, it wouldn't shock me.

You never know when
Mr. Temper's gonna pop up.

Well, Snake was on stage
during the time of that attack.

Right, and OJ was in Chicago.

Well, you have proof
he wasn't on stage?

Snake's a celebrity.
People cover for celebrities.

What makes you say
that Snake has a temper?

You mean aside from this?

Look, guys running for saint

don't spend a lot of time
at Enfado's Playground.

What's that?

It's a rage room!

You know, where they
let it all hang out!

So people actually pay for this.

Hey, it's cheaper than a shrink

and a hell of a lot better.

So, what? You... you go into
a room, you... you scream,

and you smash a bunch of stuff?

You make it sound so trivial.

Snake comes here?

Under a pseudonym, sure.
He rents our deluxe room.

What do you get with the deluxe room?

A dummy, male or female.

Some people rent Donald,
others Hillary.

How much for both?

You wouldn't happen to record
these sessions, would ya?

Gentlemen, we live in
an age of litigation.

I wouldn't be caught without it.

Can we see Snake?

Bitch!

You don't own me!

Dallas, you bitch!

I'm in charge!

You still think he's innocent?

Dallas, I'll kill you!

You find the son of bitches
who hurt my baby?

Stand up.

You talked to Amir, right?

Yeah, we also talked
to Enfado's Playground.

Nah, man! Come on!

It's a mistake, man!
You don't understand!

It's not how it looks!

- Turn around.
- Hey, I'm deadass, man.

Turn around.

Come on.

I'm in charge! Dallas!

It's a rage joint.

It's for release.
It's better than taking pills.

But see you?

You wouldn't know nothing what
it's like to be in my life.

Not for real for real.

Your life?
Yeah, it's real rough being rich.

So what's going on?

Y'all having a little marital problems?

Last week, I died in a car accident!

- It's all lies, man!
- Until it ain't.

- Man, get up out of my face!
- What you gonna do?

What, you gonna hit me
like you do Dallas?

You know, you keep coming at me, man.

You keep pushing me.

I'm not sure Fin's the right
Detective for this case.

- I... I'll talk to him.
- You think Snake did this?

I think when a wife is assaulted,

the first stop is always the husband.

Look at you, man.

All the gifts God gave you.

And this is what you do?

You're a disgrace.

I'm a disgrace?

You might wanna look in the mirror.

Get up off me, man!

Fin, hey! What the hell?

Come get your boy.

It's the only language guys
like this understand.

Okay, you're taking
a step back on this case.

Okay, hands off.

Take a break, Fin. Take a break now.

Damn.

Jo.

Haven't seen you in a long time.

Ooh!

Maybe we need to talk in private, okay?

It's all good.

I took you in for six months
when your mama died.

I love you and I'll always be grateful.

I sat up with you night after night.

Rubbing your back for hours

until the nightmares went away.

Just like you was one of my own!

How could you?

How could you arrest my baby

without so much as a phone call?

You were next on the list.

Ain't him as good as family to you?

Where's your loyalty?

Do you really believe that
my child could do that?

Come on, there's no point to this, Jo.

I'm his mama.

I gotta do something.

Look, if you really wanna do something,

tell me what's going on with
Justin and Dallas.

I mean, what's happening
in that household?

They married, okay?

Come on. You know what
I'm talking about.

When Justin first made it...

the riffraff wouldn't leave him alone.

Lord only knows the trouble
they brought him.

But Dallas? She changed all that.

- She cleaned him up good.
- And now?

I don't get to see my baby
as much as I would like.

Was it because of Dallas?

She's a superstar. She makes the rules.

So you think Justin
is threatened by her success?

He would never, ever raise
his hands to that girl.

Okay, Jo, I'ma
be totally honest with you.

It does not look good
for Justin right now.

And you... you've got to fix it.

Odafin, you owe us.

You owe me.

Okay, listen,

you go home and you take care of Lexi.

And I'll call you.

And now Snake's mother is
asking Fin to lie for him?

I want him off the case.

I will take care of it.

You saw that?

She called you family, Fin.

Um, my old man thought
he could get over

by ripping off the
neighborhood truck dealers.

When the OGs figured it out,

they shot at us when we came
out of the local bodega.

Me and my pops went untouched.

My mother died on the street
on the corner

of Adam Clayton Powell
and 116th street.

I'm so sorry.

Jo took me in.

She took me in until my
grandmother and grandfather

moved back from Fayetteville.

She's the one who kept me
out of the system.

But that doesn't mean that
you can cover for Snake, Fin.

Yeah, Rollins?

I'm on my way.

Dallas is awake.

What about Snake?

Keep him in the cage.

I'm sorry, Fin.

_

He has never laid a hand on me.

Look, Justin was mad when he left.

I will not deny that.

But someone else did this to me.

I can prove it.

Okay. We're listening.

So after he left,

I Facetimed with my mom in Boca.

She's in a nursing home.

So you can check the records.

You'll see Justin was already
at the Apollo.

So Dallas, tell us what
you remember about the assault.

Okay, when I got off
the phone with my mom,

I went to bed

and I heard something downstairs.

And I thought it was Lexi and Wallace.

And the next thing I know there was...

this man standing in my room.

He was wearing a mask and gloves.

And that's when I ran to get
the gun from behind the bar.

And he just hit me and hit me
and hit me and hit me.

Okay, Dallas. I know
how difficult this s.

We are so sorry to ask but...

but were... were you raped?

I... I...

I... I know we're famous,
but we're just people.

You know, it's just part of the deal

that we make with the world, I guess.

No, no.

No one deserves what happened to you.

Well, there's a whole world on Twitter

that would disagree with you.

What do you mean?

Justin and RB Banks are in a diss war.

They badmouth each other in their raps.

And they don't mean
nothing by it, you know?

It's just... it's good for publicity.

It's good for sales.

But there's some fans out there who...

who take the whole thing seriously.

I think that's enough for today.

I think she should rest now.

Thank you.

Fin, the nursing home confirms

that Dallas Facetimed with her mother

around 9:00 for five minutes.

NYPD said Snake arrived at the Apollo

at 8:45 for sound check.

And the bodyguard discovered
Dallas around 9:30.

Cut him loose.

Snake, you didn't do it.

Yeah, I appreciate you.

I can give you a ride to
the hospital if you need it.

Nah. I can get there on my own.

There's a lot of press outside.

Safer than you.

Liv, look at this.

This was posted on Dallas's
Instagram page two weeks ago.

Looks like a happy kid.

Yeah, but look at Snake.

See that's a smart lock?

And if you put it in slow mode...

see him pressing the buttons?

Right, you can see the code.

I mean, this could be how
the perpetrator got in.

The only problem is this video
got over 200,000 likes.

So we could be looking at a stalker.

Her manager is getting a list together

of any people that she's
had trouble with in the past.

Hey, listen to this.

"Come at me again,
I'm gonna side step you.

Teach that black Taylor Swift
wife of yours a lesson."

It's a rap by RB Banks.
It dropped last week.

Well, that sounds like it's
about a lot more than publicity.

- Yeah.
- Liv, look at this.

RB Banks liked this Instagram
post of Lexi dancing.

That gives him means.

Talk to him.

_

I know why you here.

Yeah, bitch got what she deserved.

You realize we're cops, right?

Yeah, but I ain't done nothing.

Yeah, except for teaching that black

Taylor Swift wife of his a lesson.

Have you heard her sing?

Okay, I understand you're
in a diss war with Banks.

That sounds pretty personal.

That boy Snake accused me
of having a ghostwriter.

That's personal to me.

Um, I'm... I'm curious.

Where were you when Dallas was...

- What? Getting her ass beat?
- Yeah.

Oh, I was at home. All night, alone.

Can anyone vouch for you?

Mm-hmm. My doorman.

I don't mean to be rude,
but I got things to do

and I got way more customers
before I get to you.

Now beat it.

Rape kit came back negative.

Thank God for the little things.

Would someone please explain

why our investigation is
on the front page of the paper?

It's got to be your paparazzi friend.

Bottom feeder.

Not good. This could pop off.

I hope Snake doesn't
do something stupid.

We should get to Banks' studio.

Okay, Jo is at the hospital
with Dallas and Lexi.

She said Snake took off
when he heard the headline.

What?

I mean, all the Bentleys
and private jets,

and it's still hard
to get past disrespect.

How you doing?

- Why?
- Fin.

I'm pissed, I'm embarrassed.
A lot of things.

There's Banks.

And here we go.

NYPD. Drop the gun.

Drop it. Don't make me shoot you.

- Out of the car!
- Look...

- Now! Don't move.
- Look.

Nice and easy!

Get your hands up!

- Hey! Banks!
- Get him on the car.

You did this, Banks?

Are you coming to take me out?

What you think?

- Yeah, I did it.
- You don't deny it?

That bitch got what she deserved!

Hey, hey, hey!

Come on!

Come on, relax, relax.

Take it easy.

Hey, come on. Come with me.

So you're telling me not
to believe my own ears?

What do I know? Maybe you need a Q-tip.

No, no.

My ears are just fine.

And they heard you confessing
loud and clear

to giving Dallas what she deserved.

I was referring to what
I said in my rap.

Uh-huh. Okay, try again.

No way I beat her.

Well, that alibi that
you were talking about?

The video from your building?

That also confirmed
that you weren't home

the night that Dallas was attacked.

You really gonna make me do this?

It's either that or you go
straight to Rikers.

Man, my ass is gonna fry
if this gets out.

Well, it's up to you.

I didn't touch her.

Okay.

All right, look, check it out.

See, I can't use my bitch as an alibi

because I wasn't with my bitch.

Okay.

Well, then I'm gonna need
the name of your other bitch.

Trying ruin my happy home?

You really think it's
a good idea bringing her home?

I got a doctor on call.

Now you know, so you can go.

He's trying to help, J.

Yeah, Jake, I just want
to let you know.

Regardless of what Banks said,
he alibied out.

- He didn't do it.
- Then go find who did this!

Nice shot.

Thank you.

- You play with your dad?
- No. Grandma Jo.

Your grandma's here?

No. Daddy told her to leave.

- Why?
- Mommy told him to.

_

I just wanna know about you and Dallas.

Are you asking me as family
or as a cop?

I was family first.

All right.

Dallas and me used to be good.

- What happened?
- Money.

She thinks Justin
is gonna piss it all away

if she ain't tying the strings.

But didn't he buy you a place?

That was ten years ago.

And it needed fixing up.

So I go to Bill Maples...
that's his business manager...

and he writes me a check, as usual.

Can I ask how much?

- 250,000.
- That's a lot of fixing.

Yeah, I know, but she must've
found out about it

because I go back and asked for
some more to finish the job,

and he tells me no.

That's my baby's money.

So did you talk to Justin?

I didn't want to start nothing

between Dallas and Justin.

Later.

Hey, I went through Jo's bank accounts.

I hope Jesse and Billie
take care of me like that.

What you got?

Three months ago,

Jo wrote a check
for $250,000 to a Vic Lewis.

That's probably her contractor.

Only there are no
contractors under that name

listed in the city.

- You got an address?
- Mm-hmm.

- I'm coming with.
- I can handle it.

I know you could

if you were still running point
on this case.

_

I never heard of her.

No offense, Vickie,
but it doesn't seem like

you get whole lot of $250,000
checks around here.

Jo Anderson. A nice black
lady about 78 years old.

If I said she was investing...

I'd say she has better taste than this.

I was entitled, you know.

With all this Me Too stuff
flying around.

What, you and Snake?

About a year ago,
I was at his show at the Garden

and I found myself backstage.

And the next thing I know,
his manager, Timmy, invites me

to Snake's hotel suite.

I needed the cash to start
this place, okay?

I got to Jo,
I couldn't get close to Snake,

and she offered me the money

and told me to keep it all quiet.

Guess she didn't want
Dallas finding out

her man playing around.

Might tarnish the royal couple image.

I already told you I never
cheated on Dallas, okay?

All right, so your mother's
been paying this woman

a whole lot of money for nothing.

It was one time.

What happened?
She threw herself at you?

Thirst is real, B.

Shut up!

She came to me.

I didn't want to see his face
next to hers on the cover

of "People" magazine.

But where'd you get that
type of paper from though?

I went to Mr. Maples.

What about Timmy?

Damn, you're old.

Timmy passed in '06.

Snake's former manager, Timmy Rackham,

died in a head-on outside
of Boston, January 2006.

2006.

There's no way he hooked up
Snake and Vickie last year.

Why would she lie about that?

'Cause she's high or she's stupid

or just cause
she was talking to the cops.

It's a natural reaction like a tic.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Just who I'm looking for.

Ballistics reported the gun
we found under Dallas.

Prints were hers.

That's what I figured.

Did you figure
she didn't get it legally?

Lands and grooves match
the gun with an 18-year-old

unsolved murder of a gangsta
named Malik Harper.

Okay, thank you.

I retired ten years ago.

Damn if I remember one
particular corpse.

Yeah, but this is Malik Harper, okay?

You found his body in a Dumpster.

Maybe that'll jog your memory.

You know those cops who never
forget an unsolved case?

It eats away at them till they
take their last breath?

I ain't one of 'em.

You never gave a damn?

I didn't have enough damn to give.

Okay, well, just look
at this one more time.

His last known was
257 East 122nd street.

Whoa, that's right above Eleanor's.

Best ribs in the city.

They tore that place down
about six years ago.

Yeah, yeah. Malik Harper.

His girlfriend worked the counter.

When I told her Malik was dead,

she tossed a plate of ribs at me.

You know her name?

Sorry. But she was a crazy white chick.

Preggo out to here.

Thanks.

- Goodnight!
- Hey, Liv.

I... I may have something.

Uh, I dove deeper into
Dallas' socials, right?

And check this out.

There behind Lexi dancing, right?

And then in this next post... there.

Behind Dallas on the left.

Looks like the same bike, right?

So Dallas could've been
stalked by the guy who owns it.

- Yeah.
- Hold on that...

that bike's a Mongoose.

I... I talked to the, uh, the owner.

The kid from the crime scene.

- The lookie-loo.
- Yeah.

You get his name?

Yeah, I think so.

Andreas Harper.

Bring him in.

I told your guy at the scene.

I had a delivery down the block.

I saw the cops and sirens

and somebody said it was
Snake and Dallas.

I went to check it out.

That's what we call a lookie-loo.

You got a pretty bad case
of it, huh, Andreas?

That's your bike, right?

I... I can't tell from here.

How about from here?

They look similar. I can't be sure.

Okay, well, the problem is... is, uh,

we called all
the food delivery services.

And none of them have a record of you.

Okay, okay.

I'm a huge fan.

You know?

And I figured maybe if I hung outside

the apartment long enough,

Snake would come out and talk to me.

Talk to you about what?

I don't know. Just talk.

Well, I can understand that.

I mean, hell, I had a, uh, cousin

who once traveled halfway
across the world

to... to follow Jerry Garcia.

Who?

Doesn't matter.
The point is I understand

rock stars, right?

They're like... they're
like gods to... to fans.

I mean, you must've been
that way with Snake.

That's right.

Yeah. So how come...
how come you stalked his wife?

I mean, you were at the townhouse

and Snake was at the Apollo onstage.

- No, I didn't know he was...
- If you were a real fan,

you would've had tickets months ago.

You were there for Dallas.

I wasn't there for Dallas.
I was there for Snake.

This isn't my first time with stalkers.

You see, I've seen 'em all.

From the sad guy who just wants
a selfie to...

to a psychopath who has
a fantasy about living together

happily ever after with his target.

Yeah.

As soon as she gets to know him better.

So what happened, Andreas?

Hmm?

She told you to hit the
bricks and you just...

you just lost it?

Don't I get a lawyer or something?

Sure you do.

But don't forget to show them...

This bicycle lock.

I was just about
to take this to the lab.

And if there's any
of Dallas's DNA on it...

We don't have anything to talk about.

I told you. I'm not on the case.

So why are you bugging me?

Because right now
my colleagues have a young kid

named Andreas locked in a dark room.

They're about to charge
him with assault on Dallas.

I know he's your kid, Vickie.

Nobody said he wasn't.

And he's got no reason to hurt Dallas.

But you're gonna play
these games with me?

I got a long list.
Let's just start with revenge.

For what?

To get back at the man
who killed his father,

Malik Harper.

Nobody knows who killed Malik.

Least of all Andreas.

He... he wasn't even born yet.

You know Snake killed Malik.

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

He definitely convinced
his mother Jo you did.

I mean, I'm from here.
I know how this goes down.

So you know I'm not gonna say anything.

- You said something to Jo.
- She owned me, okay?

And there is no way I'm gonna
help you put my son in jail.

My lawyer says not to talk to any cops.

I can respect that.

I'm telling you.

Nothing we say will
be used against you.

Everything we talk about is
just between you and me.

What kind of a cop are you?

One that saw his mom get shot
dead in front of a bodega.

You saw that?

I actually saw who pulled the trigger.

Did you go to five-oh?

Nah, man. You know
that's not how it's done.

I laid awake every night

just thinking about payback
and revenge.

Did you get it?

He killed my moms.

He killed the person I cared
about most in this world.

I wanted him to feel
the same pain I did.

Killing him wasn't enough.

He should've suffered.

She should've died!

Dallas?

He would've hurt then.

It wouldn't have been enough,
but he would've hurt!

I got nothing to say to you.

That's good 'cause I'm gonna
talk and you're gonna listen.

Wow, man. This is really beautiful.

You're wasting my time, man.

No, you did it, man.
You deserve all this.

Is that what you came here
for? To look at my stuff?

Nah, actually to talk about my mother.

She was a good lady.

Yeah. Thank you, man.

I have to ask you a question.

You think I should've turned Yusef in

after I saw him kill my mother?

B.

That's not how it's done.

Yusef and his boys thought
you was a snitch,

you would've been dead before dinner.

True.

That's not how it's done.

And the cops ain't
about to change that.

It didn't do anything for
that kid who attacked Dallas.

But everything you do in your past

will eventually come back on you.

I wouldn't know.

Yeah, you wouldn't know.

Let me ask you, back in the day,

did you ever roll with Malik Harper?

Damn.

I ain't heard that name in years.

Yeah, he got dead about 18 years ago.

Tough break.

The crazy about Yusef,
though... dig this.

30 years after he kills my moms,

I get a call up to 127th street.

There he is, stretched out on
the concrete,

facing the garbage.

Two in the back of the head.

You catch the dude?

Nah, and I didn't break my
back looking for him either.

Yusef was a piece of trash
just like Malik.

Malik was a bad dude.

No doubt.

You think if whoever killed
him did it in self-defense,

would it make any difference?

If the shooter could prove
it, he wouldn't be charged.

You'd never believe him.

You know what I mean?

I mean, you know how it is.

It's where we're from, man.

That's where we're from.

Yeah.

But you got to remember one thing, J.

Everything you do in your past

will eventually come back to bite you.

Take care of them ladies upstairs, man.

Church.

Hey, Mister! Does Snake live here?

Nah, he still lives uptown.

And always will.