Law & Order: Special Victims Unit (1999–…): Season 3, Episode 7 - Sacrifice - full transcript
The squad is called in to investigate when a detective discovers a man shot and sodomized in an alley behind a gay bar.
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.
I'll get a cab.
How's it going? Is
it a love connection?
I don't think he likes me.
That's crazy. You're adorable.
Definitely Steve's type. Talk to him.
Sorry. I didn't mean...
It's fine. It's all right.
I'm just really nervous.
Me, too. I think we both need to
relax. I know this great piano bar.
Get out of here. I'll call.
Hold it! Let me see your hands!
Now! Okay.
My name's Phil.
I sleep here.
Detective Nathan? Steve.
Olivia, this is Elliot.
Your John Doe's a
white male, early mid-20s.
Caught a slug in the gut.
Crime scene's an alley
off of a bar called Puffy's.
I'm not sure, but I think
I saw the victim inside.
Inside the bar?
I was on a date. Set up by friends.
Made a great first impression.
Do we suspect a gay bashing?
Can't say for sure. Victim was
gang-raped. That's why I called you.
Doctors found copious fluids.
Witness?
Name's Phil Kastner.
Brick chip caught him in
the cheek from the ricochet.
Claims he just got there
wanting to bed down.
What, you don't believe him?
Sounds good, but he's pretty
clean for a street sleeper.
Uniforms took him for a meal but
I'll make sure he gets to the squad.
Okay. Thanks for your help.
You need anything else,
you can reach me at the 25.
Okay. You know, Steve, if you
want a little discretion on this,
we can try and
keep you out of it.
I don't broadcast, but
the brass already knows.
Thanks for asking,
though. Okay. Take it easy.
I'll need to see
the wound, please.
It's an old scar. Doubt
he uses that hand much.
Okay. No other wounds,
no tattoos. So, just this scar?
Yeah. And a wedding ring.
Well, if he was in a
committed relationship,
we might be able to get
a hit off Missing Persons.
He's in a meat market bar. Let's hope
his partner's more committed than he is.
Thanks for the
shower and the clothes.
I do laundry on Thursdays, so I'll
wash these and I'll bring them back.
Yours to keep.
No, no, no, no. I appreciate
that but I've got plenty.
I'll give them to somebody
who needs them.
You a junkie, Phil?
Sugar gave me away, huh?
How long you been clean?
Sixty-four days,
five hours, twelve
minutes, six seconds.
Seven, eight, nine...
Sebastian, he's my counselor.
He gave me the watch.
Said I needed to tell time
to know how precious it is.
It's precious agony. Yeah.
Okay, the alley outside of Puffy's,
is that where you usually rest?
Yeah. The gays, they treat me human,
so I stay there when I can't find a bed.
Where do you usually stay?
Mission on 10th
when I'm not in rehab.
You see the shooter, Phil?
It was dark, but I got a good look
at him when he broke the alley.
Brown hair, between 5'10" and 6
feet. I didn't see his eyes, though.
You see the gun?
Snub-nose revolver.
Probably a .38.
I was a master
sergeant, Parris Island.
It was a lifetime ago.
You know, Phil,
veterans are eligible
for Uncle Sam benefits.
You know that, right?
Not without an address.
The waiting list for
housing, oh, it's awfully long.
How much of this addict's
statement can we believe?
I'd say all of it. He was
lucid enough for details.
If we find our shooter, Phil's testimony
won't hold up in court without help.
It's putting the proverbial
cart, don't you think?
Get him to agree
to a blood test.
If his tox screen shows he's clean
now, the lawyers can't argue later.
Good thing you know
the drug business.
Glad I could bring
something to the table.
I didn't mean that. Forget it.
Look, get on it before
we lose Phil to the street.
What's with him? What's
the word on our John Doe,
and what the hell was
he doing in that alley?
No solicitation, hits. Vice couldn't
ID him from the photo or the prints,
so he's not a known pro.
Doctors found three different
blood types in the semen.
This looks like a
rape gang-bang.
Good money's on a hate crime.
Perps are usually hetero,
or closeted and in denial.
Well, there was a ring on his finger.
So, maybe he's cheating, wanted out.
Picked up the wrong
guys in the meat market.
John, you're on missing persons.
While you two canvass that bar, see if
our John Doe introduced himself around.
Looked a hell of a lot
better than that last night.
Did you catch a name?
No. I'm not his type.
Pretty boys tend to stick together.
Did you see someone with him?
Yeah, one of our regulars, but
he's not into working guys over.
Well, we'll still need to talk to
him. This regular have a name?
Being gay doesn't mean being
violent. Whoever did that was straight.
As a matter of fact, gay
bashers look a lot like you.
Look, we really don't want a hassle,
but this is how it's gonna play out.
We come back here with a
warrant, we go through your receipts,
and while we're doing that,
we close down your bar.
Name's Willem. I know
him. He didn't do this.
They had a drink at the bar.
Will passed him a thick envelope.
Did you see what
was in the envelope?
No, and I didn't overhear
any conversation, either.
Music here gets pretty loud.
Did they leave together?
Your guy left alone.
Hard to believe,
with a body like that.
What about this Willem?
Left at last call.
Okay. We'll need to hear that from
him, so, do you have an address?
No, but you can find one
from the credit card receipts.
Yes?
You Willem Mueller?
No. Ray Borland. Willem's my
houseboy. What's he done this time?
We just need to
talk to him. Is he in?
He's picking up my
laundry. What's this about?
Have you ever seen
this man with Mr. Mueller?
No, I haven't. I'm pretty
sure he'll be back soon.
Okay. Have him give us
a call when he comes in.
Thank you, Mr. Borland.
Houseboy?
Guess that's what
they're called these days.
He fits the witness description.
Willem Mueller? We'd like
to talk to you about last night.
Seven years in Sing Sing.
Possession with Intent and assault two.
I've changed my evil ways.
Not in this lifetime.
Recognize him?
Had a couple drinks. So what?
He was found worked over in
that alley in more ways than one,
and you were the last
person seen with him.
I didn't touch him.
Not even for fun.
What's his name?
Peter Ivanhoe.
That for real?
It's what he said.
What was the envelope for?
I was paying for a job.
What was he running for
you, coke or crystal meth?
Not that kind of job.
I'm out of that business.
Well, what, then?
I plead the fifth.
He pleads the fifth.
You're not on trial. - Yet.
Terence Moore,
representing Mr. Mueller,
who is done talking
unless you're charging him.
He's free to go
after we get his DNA.
You're gonna need a warrant.
Not a problem.
Known violent ex-con
who just happens to be the
last person seen with the victim.
We're just waiting for the lab tech, so
why don't you have a seat, Counselor?
Have an orange juice. Natural
sugar's better than a candy bar.
Oh, thanks.
We're holding a suspect, so
if it pans out, we'll do a lineup.
You know where to find me.
You're thinking about it right
now, just using one more time.
All day, every day.
And one more time will kill
you, Phil. You know that, right?
Smoker doesn't know which
cigarette will give him cancer.
Drinker doesn't know which cocktail
will give him cirrhosis. It's a compulsion.
You gotta stop making
excuses. Take this.
We get Mueller's DNA?
It's on its way to the lab.
Anything on the victim
from Missing Persons?
National Center for Missing
& Exploited Children got a hit.
In Cedar Creek,
Arkansas, a 17-year-old boy
Wesley Jansen
went missing in 1993.
Juvenile records? No. Part
of the kids' fingerprint program.
You contacted his parents?
They're flying in.
What's the connection between
the runaway and the ex-con?
Well, Mueller played dumb on the
envelope, but he's been in the drug trade,
so it's a dope payoff
or money to make a buy.
If he's making bank selling drugs, then
why's he doing Ray Borland's laundry?
I checked with Narcotics.
Borland's a player.
Got caught holding on a couple
of big-time possession beefs.
Bought his way out from under.
He was connected. The real
laundry is cleaning money.
So, Mueller fronts as
Borland's man on the street.
Wesley Jansen, a.k.a. Peter
Ivanhoe, is either a dealer...
Thanks. Mule or a client.
Hospital just called. Our victim
is awake, so go ask him nicely.
Who's Wesley Jansen?
If that's the name of
my roomie, he's gone.
Do you know where he
went? He didn't talk to me.
Well, what time did he skip?
About 30 minutes ago.
He lost it when the nurse told
him the cops were on the way.
You let John Doe just walk
out of here with a gut wound?
He's ambulatory,
but just barely.
The dressing has to be changed.
He needs round-the-clock antibiotics.
This guy will be back
with a staph infection.
Did he have any visitors
coming in or out of here?
Not a soul. All he did
was yak on the phone.
"I love you. Don't
worry. See you soon."
Well, the idea of talking to
the cops spooked him so much
that he runs with a
bullet wound in his gut.
Someone had to pick him up. We'll
dump his phones and find out who.
Open up. Police.
TV's on. It's a good sign.
Oh, God. What?
Wesley Jansen? Yeah.
Can we come in?
Nice place. Sure
beats a hospital room.
Yeah. I'm gonna pay
for that bill, I swear.
This isn't about the bill.
It's about your assault.
Yeah. Okay.
We'd like you to come
down to the station
so we can take your statement, or
we can take you back to the hospital.
Look, I don't have any insurance, and
I didn't see the guy who attacked me.
So, I was mugged. It
happens all the time, right?
So, why are you packing?
I just thought I'd take
a break from the city.
You seem a little jumpy, a
little nervous. Even scared.
I was attacked.
How should I act?
Is someone after you? No.
You being threatened? No.
Wesley, we know about
the rape. That's crazy.
Well, we've got semen
from the three different men
and a gunshot wound here.
What are you doing out of bed?
You're gonna kill yourself.
Hi, Daddy. Hi, baby.
Are you the police?
Yeah. We're here
about Wesley's assault.
I'm Jaina, Wesley's
wife. This is our Mara.
Here's your pills.
Thanks.
So, did you catch that mugger?
No, sweetheart, I told
them that I'd be okay.
We're still gonna want Wesley
to come down to the station
to answer a few questions.
Maybe when he's feeling better.
Precinct or hospital, your choice,
but we need a statement now.
Like I said, the
whole thing is a blank.
We appreciate your time, anyway.
I'll show these people to
the interview room. This way.
What's going on?
Captain wants to see you.
About what?
Parents are here.
Wesley.
Mom, Dad.
No. Take it easy.
What happened, son?
Nothing. I'm okay.
It's been eight years.
I'm just so happy
to see you're alive.
Are you ready to talk, Wesley?
Why'd you call my parents?
I don't want them here.
Why'd you run away?
They do something to you?
I don't want to talk about it.
Fine. We're only interested
in your assault and the rape.
No one raped me.
Then how do you explain
the semen inside of you?
Was it consensual?
I'm married. I've got a kid.
Look, lots of people hit for both teams.
Now, either you were forced or you weren't.
Okay, I'm bisexual. Are we done?
No, who shot you?
You're hiding something,
and we're trying to help you.
No. You can't.
We take rape and
assault very seriously.
We keep investigating
with or without help.
All right. I was hit
outside the bar, all right?
I was knocked on the
head, and the rest is a blur.
What do you want from me?
Why don't we
start with the truth?
There's no evidence
that you were knocked out.
There's no contusions
to the back of your head.
Well, I don't know
what to tell you.
Any aliases? No.
Your husband's got two names.
You sure you don't want to amend that?
My name is Jaina Jansen, formerly
Jaina Tobias of Cedar Creek, Arkansas.
Just ask my mother-in-law.
When did you last see your
husband before his attack?
That afternoon. He'd gone
out to run some errands,
and when he didn't come
back, I called the police.
They said I had
to wait 48 hours.
Which precinct?
You don't believe me?
Wesley, it's really hard
admitting that you were raped.
You feel guilt. You feel shame.
But you've gotta deal with it,
for yourself and for your family.
Okay, I will. Is
the lecture over?
No. What was in the envelope
Willem Mueller passed you in the bar?
Payments for working
on Ray Borland's house.
All of it in cash? Yeah.
How much?
$4,500, which was
stolen when I got mugged.
That's an awful lot of
cash. Must've been a big job.
Do a lot of construction with
that bum right hand of yours?
My other one works just fine.
Then, why use an
alias, Peter Ivanhoe?
I don't know. I made it up
when Jaina and I ran away.
I thought my parents would be looking.
I just got in the habit of using it.
Well, what about
Jaina's parents?
They're dead. Her father killed her mother
in front of her and then offed himself.
Nobody looked out
for her except for me.
Maybe you knew your
hubby was making a drug deal
and you don't call
that into the police.
Oh, my God.
You've got Wesley
involved with drugs?
No, I don't,
but it's just like you
to blame me for this.
He never gave us any
trouble until he met you.
Yeah, I suppose I seduced him, too.
Got pregnant on purpose so he'd marry me.
I wouldn't put it
past a slut like you.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Now cut it
out, you two. Wesley loves me!
Ms. Jansen, wait in the
Captain's office or leave.
You park it and chill out.
What the hell is going on?
That lady called Mommy a
slut. What does that mean?
Wesley.
Son, wait. Let's go.
What... Wesley.
Well, that was a hell
of a family reunion.
I had a mother-in-law like that, I
just might take a swing at her myself.
We checked with Cedar Creek
PD about the murder-suicide.
Jaina was 10 when it went down.
She moved in with an aunt whose
boyfriend sexually assaulted her.
The parents said that Wesley's
always had a soft spot for Jaina.
He even tried to get
his parents to take her in.
Let me guess, they passed.
After that, he went from college-bound
to truant. It became all about Jaina.
Mara's seven years old, so
Jaina ran when she was pregnant.
To a city where the predators
know a victim when they see one.
But where are we on the rape?
Without a complaining
witness, it doesn't exist.
I don't know why this
guy is holding back.
But being this scared,
he knows his attackers.
Still got attempted murder,
unless you want to hand it off.
Have I ever?
All right, here's what we got.
Borland claimed that he didn't know
Wesley when we showed him his photo,
but Wesley was paid by Mueller
for Borland's alleged home repairs.
It's got to be a
drug connection.
Well, lean on Borland.
We'll get an explanation.
Lab report says
Mueller's DNA is a match.
Any takers on
Borland matching, too?
We can't get a warrant for his
DNA unless Mueller gives him up.
Let's bring them both in.
My client is willing
to cooperate fully.
But if the questions go outside
the scope, I'll bury you in paper.
Well, we dream in triplicate,
so let's cut the chest-thumping.
Wesley Jansen says that he
works for you. We're acquaintances.
Then why'd you lie to us when
you said you didn't know him?
Most people don't want to
get involved. I'm no different.
Sodomy in the First, along
with his convict history.
What do you think,
Munch, 18 to 25?
Minimum. I didn't rape anyone.
We're not allowed to talk to
you. You asked for a lawyer.
This is a no-brainer with the
DNA match in Wesley Jansen.
Damn, I hope the perp
can do this kind of time.
He wouldn't have to if he cooperated.
The D.A. likes to make deals.
What kind of work did
Wesley Jansen do for you?
Odd jobs.
You lied to us about knowing
him, and you're lying right now.
He was gang-raped by three men,
and we've ID'd one of his attackers
as your live-in, Willem Mueller.
That's it. Interview's over.
What are the odds the DNA sample
from you will match the evidence?
Get a court order,
otherwise hold your breath.
Mueller's facing some
pretty serious time,
so he's across the hall,
probably giving you up right now.
There's nothing he can
say to incriminate me.
So, where you think he'll do his
time, Dannemora or Sing Sing?
$100 on the big house in Ossining.
He's got old friends up there.
You got to show
me the cash first.
We were making a
movie. Nobody got raped.
You can't talk to us
without your lawyer.
I'll sign a release if
it'll get me out of here.
Hancock the bottom.
What kind of movie?
Gay porn.
I produce films.
I sent Willem Mueller to
pay Wesley for his services.
One of the best group
scenes we've ever shot.
And why should we believe that?
Well, I could screen the
film for you, if you'd like.
So, Wesley's one of
your gay porn stars?
Don't be ridiculous.
He's not gay.
Gay-on-straight sells a lot of
videos, especially if it's bareback.
Wesley's strictly gay-for-pay
at 1,500 bucks a bang.
Well, now we know why
Wesley wasn't cooperating.
He didn't want us digging
into his background.
He's either ashamed or
he's afraid of somebody.
A straight guy wouldn't want the
world to know he's doing gay porn.
Maybe he's in
trouble with the mob.
Porn is a multi-billion dollar
mom-and-pop industry now.
The mob got out
of it a long time ago.
And wise guys never walk
away from that much cheddar.
Your victim was shot in the
gut, not in the heart or the head.
That is a slow, painful way to
die. The motive's got to be personal.
You think it's a jealous gay costar
who bought into the make-believe?
If it is a criminal element, we
can offer Wesley protection.
Just remind him, whoever shot
him could come back for another try.
Excuse me, we're looking for the
Jansens. No one's answering their door.
Is he dead? I called the ambulance.
They got here pretty quick, considering.
What happened? I didn't
mind looking in on Wesley,
but the second time I went up,
he was out cold, so I called 911.
Do you know which hospital?
Probably St. Martin's.
You know, no insurance.
Where's Jaina?
Well, she had to work.
She left me this
number. I called her.
It was some management company,
and they said they'd give her the message.
Pornography isn't illegal.
Making it isn't illegal.
Now is there some reason
you neglected to tell us?
It's none of your business.
Who shot you, Wesley?
I told you I wasn't raped.
I told you I wasn't gay.
So, why won't you believe
me when I say I don't know?
Because our experience has been someone
lies once, they make it a bad habit.
I didn't lie. Okay, omitting
the truth is the same thing.
I see the way
you're looking at me.
I'm scum because I make money having
sex. So, why do you care who shot me?
Because it's our job.
I got nothing else to say.
Look, if somebody's after you,
then no one in your family is safe.
Where's your wife?
You leave her out of this.
Either you tell us where she is,
or we will find your wife and
find out how much she knows.
Please don't involve Jaina. You
don't understand what you're doing.
Then you start explaining to us,
because we're running out of options here.
May I help you?
Jaina Jansen.
She in some kind of trouble?
If you could just wait, I'll
let them know back there...
Come on, Jaina. That's it, honey.
That's it, good. Pick up the pace a little.
Joey, just kneel down behind her. All right.
A little more to the left. Good. Good.
What are you doing here?
You ruined my shot. Who are you?
Police. We need
to talk to Jaina.
All right, no, no, no,
everybody just relax.
We're not doing
anything illegal here, okay.
I'm Cal Oman, the
director of this film,
and I assure you
everything's in order.
Look, this isn't about you.
Can we do this later, please?
No, Jaina, you need to get
dressed, because we need to talk.
Well, actually, she doesn't have
to, because she's not under arrest.
We're making a movie
here. Time is money.
All right, stand
over there, please.
Now, you know that
Wesley's back in the hospital?
Yeah, he called.
I was going to call him back
on my break. Is he okay?
He's fine.
Look, if I don't work, I don't get
paid, and we need this money.
Look, am I gonna have to call
a lawyer? Give me the phone.
Why don't you call two? They'll
both tell you to stay out of it.
Look, get a warrant
or get lost. All right?
This is my building,
and I don't want you here.
Mommy, can I have quarters
for the soda machine?
Jaina, I'm sorry. I tried to
get her, but I couldn't stop her.
What in the hell is your
daughter doing on a porn set?
Can I see my daughter,
please? She needs me.
You couldn't find a baby-sitter?
No.
Wesley's sick. I had
to take her with me.
What about your in-laws?
Why not ask them?
So they can teach
her to hate me?
Besides, nobody can take
care of Mara except me and Wes.
Yeah? Why's that?
I need to get her home.
You're not going anywhere,
and neither is Mara.
I didn't do anything wrong.
We're charging you
with child endangerment.
You took your
daughter to a porn set.
It's not exactly a healthy
and safe environment for kids.
Please, don't do this. If I go
to jail, who takes care of Mara?
Either Children's
Services or your in-laws.
She has cystic fibrosis.
She needs constant care.
I'm doing the best that I can.
There's doctor
visits and shots, pills.
Wesley's the only one that
knows how to do her chest therapy,
and somebody has
to bring in a paycheck.
Okay, we'll consider
putting you on notice.
That means Children's Services
will check in on you from time to time.
What's the catch?
Well, it's pretty obvious that Wesley doesn't
care about his own well-being. Do you?
I can't help you.
Jaina, somebody tried
to kill your husband.
You cooperate with us, and
you can walk out that door.
You're gonna have to arrest me.
We threaten to take her
kid, and she still won't talk.
It's not a threat. She
endangered a child.
That's enough to remove
a minor from her care.
Jaina is obviously terrified.
If the mob is connected,
we're just adding more pressure.
And the daughter's terminal.
I don't want to put a sick
child with Children's Services.
Can't the grandparents
take custody?
Well, that's not gonna
help Wesley and Jaina.
Somebody's squeezing them to keep quiet,
but aren't we just doing the same thing?
They're jerking us around.
If we have to force them to
cooperate, I'm fine with that.
Yeah, Wesley got very agitated when
we told him we were going to Jaina.
Maybe she's been the target all
along, and he just got in the middle.
If we're thinking mob, check
into this pornographer, Cal Oman,
see if he's a connected guy.
Ten minutes, then I
gotta block the next shot.
Vice gave us an earful about you. Lots
of charges from extortion to blackmail.
Lots of trumped-up
charges, but no convictions.
Yet. You ever thought
about doing a movie?
You look like you'd be a real natural.
You still work for the Santuccis?
Having friends from the old
neighborhood is not a criminal offense.
I am a filmmaker, not a hood.
Who finances those movies?
Look, why don't you just quit
fishing and get to the point?
Okay, you're pretty small
potatoes in the porn industry.
Jaina Jansen's your
only big star. Yeah.
For such a big draw, she
doesn't work that much.
Her husband get in the way?
The less she works, the
more the public wants her.
Wesley moonlighting, I mean,
that must've pissed you off.
Why? I don't use him that much,
and now with the bareback-riding
thing, I won't use him at all.
Yeah, but married
couples don't use condoms,
so he's putting
your star at risk.
You know, if Jaina wants to play
Russian roulette, that's her business.
I made her a star. I can
make another one just like her.
Yeah, but wouldn't it be
easier just to get rid of Wesley?
Look, I hate to disappoint you,
but I didn't shoot the bastard.
Okay, so, where were you that
night? Right here. Prepping a movie.
Who were you with?
I was rehearsing one of
the new girls, Delia Sarton.
Just like I used to with
Jaina in the old days.
You and Jaina were involved?
Long time ago,
but I've moved on.
Jaina's got mileage.
Who wants to be with a chick
that's been with a hundred guys?
So, where can we
find Delia Sarton?
She's getting a body wax. My
receptionist will tell you where she is.
Hi. Hi, Delia Sarton?
Yeah, that's me. Cal said you
wanted to ask me questions.
Yeah. Did he mention why?
No, he didn't tell me what to
say, if that's what you mean.
Where were you two nights ago?
From 8:30 to 1:00, I
was with Cal on set.
Do you always
rehearse that late?
All the time.
How'd you get
home? I took a cab.
What cab company?
It was yellow.
What'd you do before
you went to rehearsal?
Who were you with?
Where'd you go?
I don't remember.
Did you know that you can be
charged with obstruction of justice,
giving a false statement to a police
officer and perjury, if this goes to trial?
Sixteen months to three
years in Bedford Hills prison.
Delia, do you want to
change your statement?
I didn't mean...
I just want to be a star like Jaina.
Cal gives her all the best parts.
Is that what he promised
you if you vouched for him?
He set up a gang-bang for Jaina
in Vegas. 300 guys in 10 hours.
She's gonna be on Howard
Stern. Cal's crazy about her.
What do you mean, crazy?
He says she belongs to him.
Please don't tell on me. If
Cal finds out... Don't worry.
"File no 745243.
People v. Jaina Jansen.
"One count, child endangerment.
"One count, unlawful
dealing with a child."
Objection. Unlawful dealing covers minors
in bars, obscenities and prostitution.
That isn't the case here.
Pornography is a form
of legal prostitution.
The minor's physical, mental and
emotional welfare was corrupted.
I agree. How do you
plead, Mr. Schoenfeld?
Not guilty and request ROR.
The defendant is a porn actress.
She took her daughter to work, exposing her
to an environment of wanton sexual activity.
The minor child was confined to an area
where all members of the cast are clothed.
My client did everything
to shield her daughter.
Except to get a baby-sitter.
The defendant's in-laws were
in town and were never called.
The little girl suffers
from cystic fibrosis.
She can't be left in
the care of just anyone.
Then your client should
have thought of that
before she took an
innocent child to a porn set.
Your client has endangered
the welfare of a minor.
For the privilege of her freedom,
I want $5,000, cash or bond.
Next case.
"Docket number 28763..."
We know Cal's connected and we
know he's got a thing for your wife.
He tried to kill you. Next time
you're not gonna be so lucky.
Next time it might
be your daughter.
But maybe that's
what you want, huh?
I mean, you must be awful tired
of being saddled with a sick kid.
You just calm down.
Calm down. All right.
Now, you've just assaulted a
police officer and I'm gonna frisk you,
just in case any of Cal's
friends are hanging around.
And then I'm gonna arrest you
unless you start talking to us.
If I say anything, Mara
gets hurt and I can't risk it.
Then give us your statement
so we can put Cal Oman away.
We can protect you.
No, you can't.
Jaina already tried to leave.
He said that he made her and
that she wasn't going anywhere.
So he shot you
to prove it to her?
We never thought
he'd go that far.
He would've killed me if that
homeless guy hadn't shown up.
So, stand up and say that.
My daughter is dying. We
do porn to pay for her bills.
Do you understand that? There
is nothing that I wouldn't do for her.
I'm going to bail my wife out.
If you keep coming after us,
you're just gonna make it worse.
He's boxed in pretty tight.
Since Cal Oman
lied about his alibi,
maybe we should bring him
in and do a little two-on-one.
Well, it sounds like fun, but
that'll give him a heads-up
and too much time to be working out
another explanation with his friends.
Okay, so we pull our
witness in and do a lineup.
He IDs Oman, we lock
him down, with no way out.
That's if Munch and
Fin can still locate Phil.
What a surprise,
Phil's back in rehab.
His ID won't be any good.
That's for Cabot to decide.
It's a waste of time. What?
Don't you think you're taking
Phil's relapse too personally?
He's jeopardizing the case
and making my job harder.
I always take that personally.
Early on, I had a partner like
you used to get worked up.
What happened? He ate his gun.
I need you to focus, Phil. I've
got some pictures you need to see.
Okay. I'm hurting bad.
We need you to identify the
guy you saw do the shooting.
What shooting?
That's it. I think
we're done here.
Where's the fire,
Alex? We need this.
Is it against the rules to
remind him of the incident?
Jog his memory about what he
went through and nothing else.
How'd you get that
scratch on your face, Phil?
It hurts.
Phil, you wanna be a stupid dick
and kill yourself, you go right ahead.
I need you to look at
these damn pictures.
You gave me orange
juice. You're a nice guy.
Yeah, I'm a nice guy. Look at
the pictures. You see anybody?
Brunette. Snub-nose revolver.
I can't take these to a judge.
Your witness is coming off of heroin.
He was clean
during his statement.
We got a tox screen, thanks
to my partner, so we're covered.
Can't you call in a favor?
After working with this unit
I don't have that many left.
Move! Move!
Clear.
Clear.
It's Cal Oman.
Okay. Get me an evidence bag. I
want Prints and Ballistics on this.
Tell the lab. Make it a rush.
Entry wound's through the
back. He was running away.
Well, that tends to happen when
you're facing the barrel of a gun.
All right, take it easy. We
got a sick child in there.
Clear. Clear.
Clear.
They're running.
With Wesley's prints all
over the murder weapon,
this goes out citywide,
he becomes a mark.
Well, they're broke, so
they can't get that far.
We know where his parents
are staying. Let's go alone.
My son didn't do this.
Mom, you have to do this
three times a day, okay?
She will whine. She'll say it
hurts. You can't let that stop you.
She will die if you don't.
Say you understand.
I understand. On
your feet, Wesley.
Please. Just give
me a second, please?
There's six positions. Chest,
back, both sides, all right?
Five minutes each. Try
to make her cough after.
If she gets a fever, call her
doctor, Dr. Lawrence Baylord.
That's her pulmonologist. See
she takes pancreatic enzymes also.
Don't worry. I'll take
good care of her.
Don't go. Sweetie,
sweetie. All right, listen.
Grandma's going to finish,
because I have to go with the police.
Daddy, please! Okay,
we're not gonna cuff you
in front of her, but you
have to come with us now.
I love you, honey. Wesley.
It'll be okay. Please don't go.
Come on, Mara, be a good
girl. Please, Daddy, don't go!
Please. Daddy,
I'm gonna miss you.
You have the right
to remain silent.
You have the right...
Daddy, please!
Daddy!
Daddy!
My parents took out a second
mortgage on their house for Mara.
She's on the transplant list. She's
gonna be in the hospital for a while.
Jaina didn't need to do
the gang-bang anymore.
So, I just went over there,
and I tried to reason with Cal.
Reason with the
man who shot you?
It sounds more like a
motive for murder to me.
Well, that's not true. I mean,
I'm in enough trouble as it
is, why would I need to lie?
Because it's the difference
between parole and a life sentence.
I didn't mean to kill him.
We fought, and he pulled the
gun, and we struggled with it,
and it went off.
Are you claiming self-defense?
Yeah. Well, yeah.
That's how it happened.
Well, the evidence
doesn't support your story.
There were no signs of
a struggle in that room.
And if it went down like you say, the
prints on the gun would be smudged.
Where's Jaina?
She's taking care
of a few things.
She's moving back to Arkansas with
my parents. She's gonna live there.
Okay. You need to change your
story, and you need to do it now,
because once we walk out this room,
we're gonna recommend to the prosecution
that they go for the maximum.
But if you tell us the truth,
we will try to get you leniency.
Our phone was
ringing off the hook.
Guys were calling
from L.A. and Vegas.
They wanted to sign her up
for bigger and better stunts.
You know, just lining up to
turn her into a sideshow freak.
So, you shot him?
I just wanted her out. I
didn't mean for him to die.
"File number 565429.
People v. Wesley Jansen.
"Manslaughter in
the First Degree."
How do you plead?
I'm guilty, Your Honor.
The defendant confessed to SVU
detectives and signed his own statement.
We're satisfied with the facts.
Fine. Remand until
allocution. Next case.
"Docket number 5128763."
Take some.
Detectives. Look, is there
anything you can do for my son?
Mr. Jansen, your son
has confessed to homicide.
There's nothing... It's
completely out of our hands.
You know, it's just not in him.
Well, with all due respect, sir,
you haven't seen your
son in a number of years.
I know my son didn't do this.
This is her fault.
You keep blaming Jaina
for Wesley's bad judgment.
Well, where the hell is she? She told
us she's not going back to Arkansas.
Wesley's going through hell.
She's nowhere to be found.
Is Mara going with her?
Mara's going to live with us.
Well, even if we wanted to help,
the preliminary lab report shows
your son's prints on the murder weapon.
I know people change, but
my son didn't shoot anyone.
I hunt. I have rifles.
Wesley, he never touched them.
Never.
Did you find any other
prints besides our perp's?
None. No smudges
and no partials,
but I did find prints
belonging to the victim
on the other rounds
inside the weapon.
That doesn't make any sense
unless you wiped it clean.
Can you tell us which
hands made the prints?
His right.
That's a tight trigger.
Wesley doesn't have the
dexterity to fire that gun.
So, why did he wipe it off
and put his prints all over it?
Who has he been
protecting from day one?
You leaving? I've
got a bus to catch.
You weren't in court today.
I just couldn't deal with it.
Your husband's going
to prison. Don't you care?
Of course I care,
but I have to accept
it and deal with reality.
I gotta start over.
They have porn in Arkansas,
or are you just giving it up?
Porn isn't what you
think. A lot of it's fake.
And there's no
way I'm going back
to where small town people
with small minds judge me.
So, where are you headed?
Vegas, then L.A.
It's my last chance.
I really need this.
If I'm not a star before I'm 30,
I can forget about being a
producer, a director later on.
What about your daughter?
She's gonna stay
with my in-laws.
I'll make enough money and
send it back till I get a nice place,
and I'm gonna hire
the best lawyer for Wes.
So, you get to be the porn queen
while your husband takes the
fall for a crime he didn't commit?
You think he's innocent?
The evidence proves that he is.
Thank God.
When's he getting out?
Why don't we go
inside and talk about it?
Yeah, let's go back inside.
Have you fired a
gun recently? No.
Then you'll agree to
a gunshot residue test.
Why?
If we find traces of gunpowder
on your skin or on your clothes,
you're gonna need to
explain that to a judge.
Gunpowder doesn't wash off right away,
so if there are traces, we can find it.
We're gonna need the clothes you
were wearing the day Cal Oman was shot.
So, are they in this
bag here or on the floor?
This isn't happening.
The court will probably go
easy on you. Terminally ill child.
You were a minor who was
coerced into child pornography.
There won't be a
dry eye in the house.
We know you shot Cal Oman.
We just have to get you to
the lab, and we can prove it.
He slapped me around.
He threatened me.
I had to shoot him.
He was shot in the back,
Jaina, trying to escape.
You didn't know him.
I had to defend myself.
So, then you let Wesley
make the sacrifice.
I was a wreck. I told
him what happened.
And I didn't ask him to, but
he knows Mara needs me.
But you're not going to
Arkansas to be with her.
You're leaving your child
with her grandparents.
You don't understand what it is
like to be trapped with a sick kid,
doing three guys at a
time to pay off my debts.
I have a $50,000 contract
waiting for me in Las Vegas.
And Cal would've
taken all of it.
He was never gonna let me go.
Well, neither will Bedford Hills.
At least not for 15 years minimum.
What happens to Jaina now?
Your wife's pled not guilty.
She's going for self-defense.
What are her chances?
Doesn't look good.
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.
I'll get a cab.
How's it going? Is
it a love connection?
I don't think he likes me.
That's crazy. You're adorable.
Definitely Steve's type. Talk to him.
Sorry. I didn't mean...
It's fine. It's all right.
I'm just really nervous.
Me, too. I think we both need to
relax. I know this great piano bar.
Get out of here. I'll call.
Hold it! Let me see your hands!
Now! Okay.
My name's Phil.
I sleep here.
Detective Nathan? Steve.
Olivia, this is Elliot.
Your John Doe's a
white male, early mid-20s.
Caught a slug in the gut.
Crime scene's an alley
off of a bar called Puffy's.
I'm not sure, but I think
I saw the victim inside.
Inside the bar?
I was on a date. Set up by friends.
Made a great first impression.
Do we suspect a gay bashing?
Can't say for sure. Victim was
gang-raped. That's why I called you.
Doctors found copious fluids.
Witness?
Name's Phil Kastner.
Brick chip caught him in
the cheek from the ricochet.
Claims he just got there
wanting to bed down.
What, you don't believe him?
Sounds good, but he's pretty
clean for a street sleeper.
Uniforms took him for a meal but
I'll make sure he gets to the squad.
Okay. Thanks for your help.
You need anything else,
you can reach me at the 25.
Okay. You know, Steve, if you
want a little discretion on this,
we can try and
keep you out of it.
I don't broadcast, but
the brass already knows.
Thanks for asking,
though. Okay. Take it easy.
I'll need to see
the wound, please.
It's an old scar. Doubt
he uses that hand much.
Okay. No other wounds,
no tattoos. So, just this scar?
Yeah. And a wedding ring.
Well, if he was in a
committed relationship,
we might be able to get
a hit off Missing Persons.
He's in a meat market bar. Let's hope
his partner's more committed than he is.
Thanks for the
shower and the clothes.
I do laundry on Thursdays, so I'll
wash these and I'll bring them back.
Yours to keep.
No, no, no, no. I appreciate
that but I've got plenty.
I'll give them to somebody
who needs them.
You a junkie, Phil?
Sugar gave me away, huh?
How long you been clean?
Sixty-four days,
five hours, twelve
minutes, six seconds.
Seven, eight, nine...
Sebastian, he's my counselor.
He gave me the watch.
Said I needed to tell time
to know how precious it is.
It's precious agony. Yeah.
Okay, the alley outside of Puffy's,
is that where you usually rest?
Yeah. The gays, they treat me human,
so I stay there when I can't find a bed.
Where do you usually stay?
Mission on 10th
when I'm not in rehab.
You see the shooter, Phil?
It was dark, but I got a good look
at him when he broke the alley.
Brown hair, between 5'10" and 6
feet. I didn't see his eyes, though.
You see the gun?
Snub-nose revolver.
Probably a .38.
I was a master
sergeant, Parris Island.
It was a lifetime ago.
You know, Phil,
veterans are eligible
for Uncle Sam benefits.
You know that, right?
Not without an address.
The waiting list for
housing, oh, it's awfully long.
How much of this addict's
statement can we believe?
I'd say all of it. He was
lucid enough for details.
If we find our shooter, Phil's testimony
won't hold up in court without help.
It's putting the proverbial
cart, don't you think?
Get him to agree
to a blood test.
If his tox screen shows he's clean
now, the lawyers can't argue later.
Good thing you know
the drug business.
Glad I could bring
something to the table.
I didn't mean that. Forget it.
Look, get on it before
we lose Phil to the street.
What's with him? What's
the word on our John Doe,
and what the hell was
he doing in that alley?
No solicitation, hits. Vice couldn't
ID him from the photo or the prints,
so he's not a known pro.
Doctors found three different
blood types in the semen.
This looks like a
rape gang-bang.
Good money's on a hate crime.
Perps are usually hetero,
or closeted and in denial.
Well, there was a ring on his finger.
So, maybe he's cheating, wanted out.
Picked up the wrong
guys in the meat market.
John, you're on missing persons.
While you two canvass that bar, see if
our John Doe introduced himself around.
Looked a hell of a lot
better than that last night.
Did you catch a name?
No. I'm not his type.
Pretty boys tend to stick together.
Did you see someone with him?
Yeah, one of our regulars, but
he's not into working guys over.
Well, we'll still need to talk to
him. This regular have a name?
Being gay doesn't mean being
violent. Whoever did that was straight.
As a matter of fact, gay
bashers look a lot like you.
Look, we really don't want a hassle,
but this is how it's gonna play out.
We come back here with a
warrant, we go through your receipts,
and while we're doing that,
we close down your bar.
Name's Willem. I know
him. He didn't do this.
They had a drink at the bar.
Will passed him a thick envelope.
Did you see what
was in the envelope?
No, and I didn't overhear
any conversation, either.
Music here gets pretty loud.
Did they leave together?
Your guy left alone.
Hard to believe,
with a body like that.
What about this Willem?
Left at last call.
Okay. We'll need to hear that from
him, so, do you have an address?
No, but you can find one
from the credit card receipts.
Yes?
You Willem Mueller?
No. Ray Borland. Willem's my
houseboy. What's he done this time?
We just need to
talk to him. Is he in?
He's picking up my
laundry. What's this about?
Have you ever seen
this man with Mr. Mueller?
No, I haven't. I'm pretty
sure he'll be back soon.
Okay. Have him give us
a call when he comes in.
Thank you, Mr. Borland.
Houseboy?
Guess that's what
they're called these days.
He fits the witness description.
Willem Mueller? We'd like
to talk to you about last night.
Seven years in Sing Sing.
Possession with Intent and assault two.
I've changed my evil ways.
Not in this lifetime.
Recognize him?
Had a couple drinks. So what?
He was found worked over in
that alley in more ways than one,
and you were the last
person seen with him.
I didn't touch him.
Not even for fun.
What's his name?
Peter Ivanhoe.
That for real?
It's what he said.
What was the envelope for?
I was paying for a job.
What was he running for
you, coke or crystal meth?
Not that kind of job.
I'm out of that business.
Well, what, then?
I plead the fifth.
He pleads the fifth.
You're not on trial. - Yet.
Terence Moore,
representing Mr. Mueller,
who is done talking
unless you're charging him.
He's free to go
after we get his DNA.
You're gonna need a warrant.
Not a problem.
Known violent ex-con
who just happens to be the
last person seen with the victim.
We're just waiting for the lab tech, so
why don't you have a seat, Counselor?
Have an orange juice. Natural
sugar's better than a candy bar.
Oh, thanks.
We're holding a suspect, so
if it pans out, we'll do a lineup.
You know where to find me.
You're thinking about it right
now, just using one more time.
All day, every day.
And one more time will kill
you, Phil. You know that, right?
Smoker doesn't know which
cigarette will give him cancer.
Drinker doesn't know which cocktail
will give him cirrhosis. It's a compulsion.
You gotta stop making
excuses. Take this.
We get Mueller's DNA?
It's on its way to the lab.
Anything on the victim
from Missing Persons?
National Center for Missing
& Exploited Children got a hit.
In Cedar Creek,
Arkansas, a 17-year-old boy
Wesley Jansen
went missing in 1993.
Juvenile records? No. Part
of the kids' fingerprint program.
You contacted his parents?
They're flying in.
What's the connection between
the runaway and the ex-con?
Well, Mueller played dumb on the
envelope, but he's been in the drug trade,
so it's a dope payoff
or money to make a buy.
If he's making bank selling drugs, then
why's he doing Ray Borland's laundry?
I checked with Narcotics.
Borland's a player.
Got caught holding on a couple
of big-time possession beefs.
Bought his way out from under.
He was connected. The real
laundry is cleaning money.
So, Mueller fronts as
Borland's man on the street.
Wesley Jansen, a.k.a. Peter
Ivanhoe, is either a dealer...
Thanks. Mule or a client.
Hospital just called. Our victim
is awake, so go ask him nicely.
Who's Wesley Jansen?
If that's the name of
my roomie, he's gone.
Do you know where he
went? He didn't talk to me.
Well, what time did he skip?
About 30 minutes ago.
He lost it when the nurse told
him the cops were on the way.
You let John Doe just walk
out of here with a gut wound?
He's ambulatory,
but just barely.
The dressing has to be changed.
He needs round-the-clock antibiotics.
This guy will be back
with a staph infection.
Did he have any visitors
coming in or out of here?
Not a soul. All he did
was yak on the phone.
"I love you. Don't
worry. See you soon."
Well, the idea of talking to
the cops spooked him so much
that he runs with a
bullet wound in his gut.
Someone had to pick him up. We'll
dump his phones and find out who.
Open up. Police.
TV's on. It's a good sign.
Oh, God. What?
Wesley Jansen? Yeah.
Can we come in?
Nice place. Sure
beats a hospital room.
Yeah. I'm gonna pay
for that bill, I swear.
This isn't about the bill.
It's about your assault.
Yeah. Okay.
We'd like you to come
down to the station
so we can take your statement, or
we can take you back to the hospital.
Look, I don't have any insurance, and
I didn't see the guy who attacked me.
So, I was mugged. It
happens all the time, right?
So, why are you packing?
I just thought I'd take
a break from the city.
You seem a little jumpy, a
little nervous. Even scared.
I was attacked.
How should I act?
Is someone after you? No.
You being threatened? No.
Wesley, we know about
the rape. That's crazy.
Well, we've got semen
from the three different men
and a gunshot wound here.
What are you doing out of bed?
You're gonna kill yourself.
Hi, Daddy. Hi, baby.
Are you the police?
Yeah. We're here
about Wesley's assault.
I'm Jaina, Wesley's
wife. This is our Mara.
Here's your pills.
Thanks.
So, did you catch that mugger?
No, sweetheart, I told
them that I'd be okay.
We're still gonna want Wesley
to come down to the station
to answer a few questions.
Maybe when he's feeling better.
Precinct or hospital, your choice,
but we need a statement now.
Like I said, the
whole thing is a blank.
We appreciate your time, anyway.
I'll show these people to
the interview room. This way.
What's going on?
Captain wants to see you.
About what?
Parents are here.
Wesley.
Mom, Dad.
No. Take it easy.
What happened, son?
Nothing. I'm okay.
It's been eight years.
I'm just so happy
to see you're alive.
Are you ready to talk, Wesley?
Why'd you call my parents?
I don't want them here.
Why'd you run away?
They do something to you?
I don't want to talk about it.
Fine. We're only interested
in your assault and the rape.
No one raped me.
Then how do you explain
the semen inside of you?
Was it consensual?
I'm married. I've got a kid.
Look, lots of people hit for both teams.
Now, either you were forced or you weren't.
Okay, I'm bisexual. Are we done?
No, who shot you?
You're hiding something,
and we're trying to help you.
No. You can't.
We take rape and
assault very seriously.
We keep investigating
with or without help.
All right. I was hit
outside the bar, all right?
I was knocked on the
head, and the rest is a blur.
What do you want from me?
Why don't we
start with the truth?
There's no evidence
that you were knocked out.
There's no contusions
to the back of your head.
Well, I don't know
what to tell you.
Any aliases? No.
Your husband's got two names.
You sure you don't want to amend that?
My name is Jaina Jansen, formerly
Jaina Tobias of Cedar Creek, Arkansas.
Just ask my mother-in-law.
When did you last see your
husband before his attack?
That afternoon. He'd gone
out to run some errands,
and when he didn't come
back, I called the police.
They said I had
to wait 48 hours.
Which precinct?
You don't believe me?
Wesley, it's really hard
admitting that you were raped.
You feel guilt. You feel shame.
But you've gotta deal with it,
for yourself and for your family.
Okay, I will. Is
the lecture over?
No. What was in the envelope
Willem Mueller passed you in the bar?
Payments for working
on Ray Borland's house.
All of it in cash? Yeah.
How much?
$4,500, which was
stolen when I got mugged.
That's an awful lot of
cash. Must've been a big job.
Do a lot of construction with
that bum right hand of yours?
My other one works just fine.
Then, why use an
alias, Peter Ivanhoe?
I don't know. I made it up
when Jaina and I ran away.
I thought my parents would be looking.
I just got in the habit of using it.
Well, what about
Jaina's parents?
They're dead. Her father killed her mother
in front of her and then offed himself.
Nobody looked out
for her except for me.
Maybe you knew your
hubby was making a drug deal
and you don't call
that into the police.
Oh, my God.
You've got Wesley
involved with drugs?
No, I don't,
but it's just like you
to blame me for this.
He never gave us any
trouble until he met you.
Yeah, I suppose I seduced him, too.
Got pregnant on purpose so he'd marry me.
I wouldn't put it
past a slut like you.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Now cut it
out, you two. Wesley loves me!
Ms. Jansen, wait in the
Captain's office or leave.
You park it and chill out.
What the hell is going on?
That lady called Mommy a
slut. What does that mean?
Wesley.
Son, wait. Let's go.
What... Wesley.
Well, that was a hell
of a family reunion.
I had a mother-in-law like that, I
just might take a swing at her myself.
We checked with Cedar Creek
PD about the murder-suicide.
Jaina was 10 when it went down.
She moved in with an aunt whose
boyfriend sexually assaulted her.
The parents said that Wesley's
always had a soft spot for Jaina.
He even tried to get
his parents to take her in.
Let me guess, they passed.
After that, he went from college-bound
to truant. It became all about Jaina.
Mara's seven years old, so
Jaina ran when she was pregnant.
To a city where the predators
know a victim when they see one.
But where are we on the rape?
Without a complaining
witness, it doesn't exist.
I don't know why this
guy is holding back.
But being this scared,
he knows his attackers.
Still got attempted murder,
unless you want to hand it off.
Have I ever?
All right, here's what we got.
Borland claimed that he didn't know
Wesley when we showed him his photo,
but Wesley was paid by Mueller
for Borland's alleged home repairs.
It's got to be a
drug connection.
Well, lean on Borland.
We'll get an explanation.
Lab report says
Mueller's DNA is a match.
Any takers on
Borland matching, too?
We can't get a warrant for his
DNA unless Mueller gives him up.
Let's bring them both in.
My client is willing
to cooperate fully.
But if the questions go outside
the scope, I'll bury you in paper.
Well, we dream in triplicate,
so let's cut the chest-thumping.
Wesley Jansen says that he
works for you. We're acquaintances.
Then why'd you lie to us when
you said you didn't know him?
Most people don't want to
get involved. I'm no different.
Sodomy in the First, along
with his convict history.
What do you think,
Munch, 18 to 25?
Minimum. I didn't rape anyone.
We're not allowed to talk to
you. You asked for a lawyer.
This is a no-brainer with the
DNA match in Wesley Jansen.
Damn, I hope the perp
can do this kind of time.
He wouldn't have to if he cooperated.
The D.A. likes to make deals.
What kind of work did
Wesley Jansen do for you?
Odd jobs.
You lied to us about knowing
him, and you're lying right now.
He was gang-raped by three men,
and we've ID'd one of his attackers
as your live-in, Willem Mueller.
That's it. Interview's over.
What are the odds the DNA sample
from you will match the evidence?
Get a court order,
otherwise hold your breath.
Mueller's facing some
pretty serious time,
so he's across the hall,
probably giving you up right now.
There's nothing he can
say to incriminate me.
So, where you think he'll do his
time, Dannemora or Sing Sing?
$100 on the big house in Ossining.
He's got old friends up there.
You got to show
me the cash first.
We were making a
movie. Nobody got raped.
You can't talk to us
without your lawyer.
I'll sign a release if
it'll get me out of here.
Hancock the bottom.
What kind of movie?
Gay porn.
I produce films.
I sent Willem Mueller to
pay Wesley for his services.
One of the best group
scenes we've ever shot.
And why should we believe that?
Well, I could screen the
film for you, if you'd like.
So, Wesley's one of
your gay porn stars?
Don't be ridiculous.
He's not gay.
Gay-on-straight sells a lot of
videos, especially if it's bareback.
Wesley's strictly gay-for-pay
at 1,500 bucks a bang.
Well, now we know why
Wesley wasn't cooperating.
He didn't want us digging
into his background.
He's either ashamed or
he's afraid of somebody.
A straight guy wouldn't want the
world to know he's doing gay porn.
Maybe he's in
trouble with the mob.
Porn is a multi-billion dollar
mom-and-pop industry now.
The mob got out
of it a long time ago.
And wise guys never walk
away from that much cheddar.
Your victim was shot in the
gut, not in the heart or the head.
That is a slow, painful way to
die. The motive's got to be personal.
You think it's a jealous gay costar
who bought into the make-believe?
If it is a criminal element, we
can offer Wesley protection.
Just remind him, whoever shot
him could come back for another try.
Excuse me, we're looking for the
Jansens. No one's answering their door.
Is he dead? I called the ambulance.
They got here pretty quick, considering.
What happened? I didn't
mind looking in on Wesley,
but the second time I went up,
he was out cold, so I called 911.
Do you know which hospital?
Probably St. Martin's.
You know, no insurance.
Where's Jaina?
Well, she had to work.
She left me this
number. I called her.
It was some management company,
and they said they'd give her the message.
Pornography isn't illegal.
Making it isn't illegal.
Now is there some reason
you neglected to tell us?
It's none of your business.
Who shot you, Wesley?
I told you I wasn't raped.
I told you I wasn't gay.
So, why won't you believe
me when I say I don't know?
Because our experience has been someone
lies once, they make it a bad habit.
I didn't lie. Okay, omitting
the truth is the same thing.
I see the way
you're looking at me.
I'm scum because I make money having
sex. So, why do you care who shot me?
Because it's our job.
I got nothing else to say.
Look, if somebody's after you,
then no one in your family is safe.
Where's your wife?
You leave her out of this.
Either you tell us where she is,
or we will find your wife and
find out how much she knows.
Please don't involve Jaina. You
don't understand what you're doing.
Then you start explaining to us,
because we're running out of options here.
May I help you?
Jaina Jansen.
She in some kind of trouble?
If you could just wait, I'll
let them know back there...
Come on, Jaina. That's it, honey.
That's it, good. Pick up the pace a little.
Joey, just kneel down behind her. All right.
A little more to the left. Good. Good.
What are you doing here?
You ruined my shot. Who are you?
Police. We need
to talk to Jaina.
All right, no, no, no,
everybody just relax.
We're not doing
anything illegal here, okay.
I'm Cal Oman, the
director of this film,
and I assure you
everything's in order.
Look, this isn't about you.
Can we do this later, please?
No, Jaina, you need to get
dressed, because we need to talk.
Well, actually, she doesn't have
to, because she's not under arrest.
We're making a movie
here. Time is money.
All right, stand
over there, please.
Now, you know that
Wesley's back in the hospital?
Yeah, he called.
I was going to call him back
on my break. Is he okay?
He's fine.
Look, if I don't work, I don't get
paid, and we need this money.
Look, am I gonna have to call
a lawyer? Give me the phone.
Why don't you call two? They'll
both tell you to stay out of it.
Look, get a warrant
or get lost. All right?
This is my building,
and I don't want you here.
Mommy, can I have quarters
for the soda machine?
Jaina, I'm sorry. I tried to
get her, but I couldn't stop her.
What in the hell is your
daughter doing on a porn set?
Can I see my daughter,
please? She needs me.
You couldn't find a baby-sitter?
No.
Wesley's sick. I had
to take her with me.
What about your in-laws?
Why not ask them?
So they can teach
her to hate me?
Besides, nobody can take
care of Mara except me and Wes.
Yeah? Why's that?
I need to get her home.
You're not going anywhere,
and neither is Mara.
I didn't do anything wrong.
We're charging you
with child endangerment.
You took your
daughter to a porn set.
It's not exactly a healthy
and safe environment for kids.
Please, don't do this. If I go
to jail, who takes care of Mara?
Either Children's
Services or your in-laws.
She has cystic fibrosis.
She needs constant care.
I'm doing the best that I can.
There's doctor
visits and shots, pills.
Wesley's the only one that
knows how to do her chest therapy,
and somebody has
to bring in a paycheck.
Okay, we'll consider
putting you on notice.
That means Children's Services
will check in on you from time to time.
What's the catch?
Well, it's pretty obvious that Wesley doesn't
care about his own well-being. Do you?
I can't help you.
Jaina, somebody tried
to kill your husband.
You cooperate with us, and
you can walk out that door.
You're gonna have to arrest me.
We threaten to take her
kid, and she still won't talk.
It's not a threat. She
endangered a child.
That's enough to remove
a minor from her care.
Jaina is obviously terrified.
If the mob is connected,
we're just adding more pressure.
And the daughter's terminal.
I don't want to put a sick
child with Children's Services.
Can't the grandparents
take custody?
Well, that's not gonna
help Wesley and Jaina.
Somebody's squeezing them to keep quiet,
but aren't we just doing the same thing?
They're jerking us around.
If we have to force them to
cooperate, I'm fine with that.
Yeah, Wesley got very agitated when
we told him we were going to Jaina.
Maybe she's been the target all
along, and he just got in the middle.
If we're thinking mob, check
into this pornographer, Cal Oman,
see if he's a connected guy.
Ten minutes, then I
gotta block the next shot.
Vice gave us an earful about you. Lots
of charges from extortion to blackmail.
Lots of trumped-up
charges, but no convictions.
Yet. You ever thought
about doing a movie?
You look like you'd be a real natural.
You still work for the Santuccis?
Having friends from the old
neighborhood is not a criminal offense.
I am a filmmaker, not a hood.
Who finances those movies?
Look, why don't you just quit
fishing and get to the point?
Okay, you're pretty small
potatoes in the porn industry.
Jaina Jansen's your
only big star. Yeah.
For such a big draw, she
doesn't work that much.
Her husband get in the way?
The less she works, the
more the public wants her.
Wesley moonlighting, I mean,
that must've pissed you off.
Why? I don't use him that much,
and now with the bareback-riding
thing, I won't use him at all.
Yeah, but married
couples don't use condoms,
so he's putting
your star at risk.
You know, if Jaina wants to play
Russian roulette, that's her business.
I made her a star. I can
make another one just like her.
Yeah, but wouldn't it be
easier just to get rid of Wesley?
Look, I hate to disappoint you,
but I didn't shoot the bastard.
Okay, so, where were you that
night? Right here. Prepping a movie.
Who were you with?
I was rehearsing one of
the new girls, Delia Sarton.
Just like I used to with
Jaina in the old days.
You and Jaina were involved?
Long time ago,
but I've moved on.
Jaina's got mileage.
Who wants to be with a chick
that's been with a hundred guys?
So, where can we
find Delia Sarton?
She's getting a body wax. My
receptionist will tell you where she is.
Hi. Hi, Delia Sarton?
Yeah, that's me. Cal said you
wanted to ask me questions.
Yeah. Did he mention why?
No, he didn't tell me what to
say, if that's what you mean.
Where were you two nights ago?
From 8:30 to 1:00, I
was with Cal on set.
Do you always
rehearse that late?
All the time.
How'd you get
home? I took a cab.
What cab company?
It was yellow.
What'd you do before
you went to rehearsal?
Who were you with?
Where'd you go?
I don't remember.
Did you know that you can be
charged with obstruction of justice,
giving a false statement to a police
officer and perjury, if this goes to trial?
Sixteen months to three
years in Bedford Hills prison.
Delia, do you want to
change your statement?
I didn't mean...
I just want to be a star like Jaina.
Cal gives her all the best parts.
Is that what he promised
you if you vouched for him?
He set up a gang-bang for Jaina
in Vegas. 300 guys in 10 hours.
She's gonna be on Howard
Stern. Cal's crazy about her.
What do you mean, crazy?
He says she belongs to him.
Please don't tell on me. If
Cal finds out... Don't worry.
"File no 745243.
People v. Jaina Jansen.
"One count, child endangerment.
"One count, unlawful
dealing with a child."
Objection. Unlawful dealing covers minors
in bars, obscenities and prostitution.
That isn't the case here.
Pornography is a form
of legal prostitution.
The minor's physical, mental and
emotional welfare was corrupted.
I agree. How do you
plead, Mr. Schoenfeld?
Not guilty and request ROR.
The defendant is a porn actress.
She took her daughter to work, exposing her
to an environment of wanton sexual activity.
The minor child was confined to an area
where all members of the cast are clothed.
My client did everything
to shield her daughter.
Except to get a baby-sitter.
The defendant's in-laws were
in town and were never called.
The little girl suffers
from cystic fibrosis.
She can't be left in
the care of just anyone.
Then your client should
have thought of that
before she took an
innocent child to a porn set.
Your client has endangered
the welfare of a minor.
For the privilege of her freedom,
I want $5,000, cash or bond.
Next case.
"Docket number 28763..."
We know Cal's connected and we
know he's got a thing for your wife.
He tried to kill you. Next time
you're not gonna be so lucky.
Next time it might
be your daughter.
But maybe that's
what you want, huh?
I mean, you must be awful tired
of being saddled with a sick kid.
You just calm down.
Calm down. All right.
Now, you've just assaulted a
police officer and I'm gonna frisk you,
just in case any of Cal's
friends are hanging around.
And then I'm gonna arrest you
unless you start talking to us.
If I say anything, Mara
gets hurt and I can't risk it.
Then give us your statement
so we can put Cal Oman away.
We can protect you.
No, you can't.
Jaina already tried to leave.
He said that he made her and
that she wasn't going anywhere.
So he shot you
to prove it to her?
We never thought
he'd go that far.
He would've killed me if that
homeless guy hadn't shown up.
So, stand up and say that.
My daughter is dying. We
do porn to pay for her bills.
Do you understand that? There
is nothing that I wouldn't do for her.
I'm going to bail my wife out.
If you keep coming after us,
you're just gonna make it worse.
He's boxed in pretty tight.
Since Cal Oman
lied about his alibi,
maybe we should bring him
in and do a little two-on-one.
Well, it sounds like fun, but
that'll give him a heads-up
and too much time to be working out
another explanation with his friends.
Okay, so we pull our
witness in and do a lineup.
He IDs Oman, we lock
him down, with no way out.
That's if Munch and
Fin can still locate Phil.
What a surprise,
Phil's back in rehab.
His ID won't be any good.
That's for Cabot to decide.
It's a waste of time. What?
Don't you think you're taking
Phil's relapse too personally?
He's jeopardizing the case
and making my job harder.
I always take that personally.
Early on, I had a partner like
you used to get worked up.
What happened? He ate his gun.
I need you to focus, Phil. I've
got some pictures you need to see.
Okay. I'm hurting bad.
We need you to identify the
guy you saw do the shooting.
What shooting?
That's it. I think
we're done here.
Where's the fire,
Alex? We need this.
Is it against the rules to
remind him of the incident?
Jog his memory about what he
went through and nothing else.
How'd you get that
scratch on your face, Phil?
It hurts.
Phil, you wanna be a stupid dick
and kill yourself, you go right ahead.
I need you to look at
these damn pictures.
You gave me orange
juice. You're a nice guy.
Yeah, I'm a nice guy. Look at
the pictures. You see anybody?
Brunette. Snub-nose revolver.
I can't take these to a judge.
Your witness is coming off of heroin.
He was clean
during his statement.
We got a tox screen, thanks
to my partner, so we're covered.
Can't you call in a favor?
After working with this unit
I don't have that many left.
Move! Move!
Clear.
Clear.
It's Cal Oman.
Okay. Get me an evidence bag. I
want Prints and Ballistics on this.
Tell the lab. Make it a rush.
Entry wound's through the
back. He was running away.
Well, that tends to happen when
you're facing the barrel of a gun.
All right, take it easy. We
got a sick child in there.
Clear. Clear.
Clear.
They're running.
With Wesley's prints all
over the murder weapon,
this goes out citywide,
he becomes a mark.
Well, they're broke, so
they can't get that far.
We know where his parents
are staying. Let's go alone.
My son didn't do this.
Mom, you have to do this
three times a day, okay?
She will whine. She'll say it
hurts. You can't let that stop you.
She will die if you don't.
Say you understand.
I understand. On
your feet, Wesley.
Please. Just give
me a second, please?
There's six positions. Chest,
back, both sides, all right?
Five minutes each. Try
to make her cough after.
If she gets a fever, call her
doctor, Dr. Lawrence Baylord.
That's her pulmonologist. See
she takes pancreatic enzymes also.
Don't worry. I'll take
good care of her.
Don't go. Sweetie,
sweetie. All right, listen.
Grandma's going to finish,
because I have to go with the police.
Daddy, please! Okay,
we're not gonna cuff you
in front of her, but you
have to come with us now.
I love you, honey. Wesley.
It'll be okay. Please don't go.
Come on, Mara, be a good
girl. Please, Daddy, don't go!
Please. Daddy,
I'm gonna miss you.
You have the right
to remain silent.
You have the right...
Daddy, please!
Daddy!
Daddy!
My parents took out a second
mortgage on their house for Mara.
She's on the transplant list. She's
gonna be in the hospital for a while.
Jaina didn't need to do
the gang-bang anymore.
So, I just went over there,
and I tried to reason with Cal.
Reason with the
man who shot you?
It sounds more like a
motive for murder to me.
Well, that's not true. I mean,
I'm in enough trouble as it
is, why would I need to lie?
Because it's the difference
between parole and a life sentence.
I didn't mean to kill him.
We fought, and he pulled the
gun, and we struggled with it,
and it went off.
Are you claiming self-defense?
Yeah. Well, yeah.
That's how it happened.
Well, the evidence
doesn't support your story.
There were no signs of
a struggle in that room.
And if it went down like you say, the
prints on the gun would be smudged.
Where's Jaina?
She's taking care
of a few things.
She's moving back to Arkansas with
my parents. She's gonna live there.
Okay. You need to change your
story, and you need to do it now,
because once we walk out this room,
we're gonna recommend to the prosecution
that they go for the maximum.
But if you tell us the truth,
we will try to get you leniency.
Our phone was
ringing off the hook.
Guys were calling
from L.A. and Vegas.
They wanted to sign her up
for bigger and better stunts.
You know, just lining up to
turn her into a sideshow freak.
So, you shot him?
I just wanted her out. I
didn't mean for him to die.
"File number 565429.
People v. Wesley Jansen.
"Manslaughter in
the First Degree."
How do you plead?
I'm guilty, Your Honor.
The defendant confessed to SVU
detectives and signed his own statement.
We're satisfied with the facts.
Fine. Remand until
allocution. Next case.
"Docket number 5128763."
Take some.
Detectives. Look, is there
anything you can do for my son?
Mr. Jansen, your son
has confessed to homicide.
There's nothing... It's
completely out of our hands.
You know, it's just not in him.
Well, with all due respect, sir,
you haven't seen your
son in a number of years.
I know my son didn't do this.
This is her fault.
You keep blaming Jaina
for Wesley's bad judgment.
Well, where the hell is she? She told
us she's not going back to Arkansas.
Wesley's going through hell.
She's nowhere to be found.
Is Mara going with her?
Mara's going to live with us.
Well, even if we wanted to help,
the preliminary lab report shows
your son's prints on the murder weapon.
I know people change, but
my son didn't shoot anyone.
I hunt. I have rifles.
Wesley, he never touched them.
Never.
Did you find any other
prints besides our perp's?
None. No smudges
and no partials,
but I did find prints
belonging to the victim
on the other rounds
inside the weapon.
That doesn't make any sense
unless you wiped it clean.
Can you tell us which
hands made the prints?
His right.
That's a tight trigger.
Wesley doesn't have the
dexterity to fire that gun.
So, why did he wipe it off
and put his prints all over it?
Who has he been
protecting from day one?
You leaving? I've
got a bus to catch.
You weren't in court today.
I just couldn't deal with it.
Your husband's going
to prison. Don't you care?
Of course I care,
but I have to accept
it and deal with reality.
I gotta start over.
They have porn in Arkansas,
or are you just giving it up?
Porn isn't what you
think. A lot of it's fake.
And there's no
way I'm going back
to where small town people
with small minds judge me.
So, where are you headed?
Vegas, then L.A.
It's my last chance.
I really need this.
If I'm not a star before I'm 30,
I can forget about being a
producer, a director later on.
What about your daughter?
She's gonna stay
with my in-laws.
I'll make enough money and
send it back till I get a nice place,
and I'm gonna hire
the best lawyer for Wes.
So, you get to be the porn queen
while your husband takes the
fall for a crime he didn't commit?
You think he's innocent?
The evidence proves that he is.
Thank God.
When's he getting out?
Why don't we go
inside and talk about it?
Yeah, let's go back inside.
Have you fired a
gun recently? No.
Then you'll agree to
a gunshot residue test.
Why?
If we find traces of gunpowder
on your skin or on your clothes,
you're gonna need to
explain that to a judge.
Gunpowder doesn't wash off right away,
so if there are traces, we can find it.
We're gonna need the clothes you
were wearing the day Cal Oman was shot.
So, are they in this
bag here or on the floor?
This isn't happening.
The court will probably go
easy on you. Terminally ill child.
You were a minor who was
coerced into child pornography.
There won't be a
dry eye in the house.
We know you shot Cal Oman.
We just have to get you to
the lab, and we can prove it.
He slapped me around.
He threatened me.
I had to shoot him.
He was shot in the back,
Jaina, trying to escape.
You didn't know him.
I had to defend myself.
So, then you let Wesley
make the sacrifice.
I was a wreck. I told
him what happened.
And I didn't ask him to, but
he knows Mara needs me.
But you're not going to
Arkansas to be with her.
You're leaving your child
with her grandparents.
You don't understand what it is
like to be trapped with a sick kid,
doing three guys at a
time to pay off my debts.
I have a $50,000 contract
waiting for me in Las Vegas.
And Cal would've
taken all of it.
He was never gonna let me go.
Well, neither will Bedford Hills.
At least not for 15 years minimum.
What happens to Jaina now?
Your wife's pled not guilty.
She's going for self-defense.
What are her chances?
Doesn't look good.