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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.

Thank you.

Billy, are you crazy?

This is too much.

Well, it's our anniversary.

How are we gonna afford this?

You let me worry about that.

Hey.

Can I help you?

Yeah, checking in.
Last name Moran.

Okay.

Mr. and Mrs. Moran, we've
got you in a king suite

with a view of the park.

A king suite?

How about we stop worrying
about it and start enjoying it?

Room 508.

Elevators are around
the corner to the left.

Enjoy your stay.
- Thanks.

$120 for a ribeye?

Seriously, don't worry.

I'll put it on the
card. Excuse me.

Can my wife get a pinot grigio?

And you know what?

I will take a Macallan 12, neat.

You got it.

Hey, come on.

We're celebrating, right?

You've been sober
for six months.

You were so proud of that.

Well, this is a special
occasion, and no one's driving.

It's just one drink, Stacey.

Hmm?

Babe, trust me,
you've had enough.

I'm not even drunk.

- Please.
- No, come on.

Okay.

Baby, come here.

I love you so much.
- No.

You look so pretty.

Come here.
- No.

No.
- Yeah, come here.

No. No!

Hey.

Baby, come on.

- See you later.
- Hey, come back.

Baby.

Ugh.

Vodka soda, please.

Sure.

I didn't see you at the wedding.

There's a wedding here?

Can't you hear that
cheesy '90s music?

- Brian.
- Stacey.

Who got married,
a friend of yours?

Um, my dad, actually.

Third time.

Speaking as someone who's
only been married once,

believe me, I get it.

Where are we going?
- Follow me.

Come on, come on.

Are you sure we're
allowed to be here?

Door was open.

Don't worry about it.
I was here last night.

Come on.

Did you go skinny
dipping last night too?

No, I'll just wear my boxers.

Okay.

Turn around.

I don't think you can return
the dress after the wedding.

I'm taking it to the
cleaners on my way into work.

And I need to bring Ryan's
tux back to the rental place

before they charge
us for another day.

Is he in his room?

Still eating breakfast, I think.

What are you doing?

Where did those come from?

- Happy Monday.
- Good morning, Captain.

So where are we on this guy
who's been taking creeper shots

of people in porta-potties?

Caught him last night,
chest deep in blue filth.

After unis hosed him off,
they recovered his phone.

I'll spare you the
evidence photos.

Oh, thank you.

I'll be in my office.

You want me to get this?

No, I'll take it.

Good morning. I'm
Captain Benson.

How can I help you?

- This is my stepson, Ryan.
- Hi.

Saturday night, at
a hotel in the city,

a woman pressured
him into having sex.

It wasn't exactly like that.

Ryan, you were
taken advantage of.

Please, let me do the talking.

We're here to report an assault.

Okay, so I'll need
a few more details.

Here's the only detail you need.

He's 16 years old.

Okay. Follow me.

So this woman was
older than you, Ryan?

Yeah, that's right.

So how old would you say?

I don't know.

30, maybe.
- Okay.

Can you tell us what happened?

Ryan?

Look, I get it.

You don't wanna say something

that might get someone
else in trouble.

And maybe... maybe
it's somebody

that you're close with.

We're not close. It was
just a one-night thing.

Oh, okay.

So how did you and
this older woman meet?

At a hotel bar.

Ryan's father and I were married

Saturday night at the Atelier.

Ryan must have left
the reception early,

and they served him
alcohol at that hotel bar.

They served me at
the wedding too.

Well, they weren't supposed to.

Dad lets me drink beer
at home sometimes.

Not anymore.

Mrs. Perry, how about you
and I go speak in my office?

He will be in good hands
with Detective Bruno.

Come with me.

Hey.

I know you don't wanna be here,

but you're under
the age of consent,

so you're not just a kid in
the eyes of your stepmom.

You're a kid to the law.

I'm gonna ask you point-blank.

Did you have sex with
this older woman?

And what's your relationship
with Ryan been like?

He's a teenager, and I'm
his second stepmother.

But he must trust you if he
told you something like this.

He only told me what happened

after I found these
in his suit jacket.

Okay, I'm gonna need to
take those to the lab.

- Fine by me.
- Okay.

Do you have any idea
who they belong to?

Maybe a guest at your wedding?
- Absolutely not.

Whoever she was, she
took advantage of Ryan.

May I ask where Ryan's
biological mother is

in all of this?

She died of breast cancer
when he was just a toddler.

So this woman at the bar,
you never got her full name?

Just Stacey.

You two were drinking together?

Who was buying?
- She was.

Okay. Then what
did you two do?

Uh, we decided to
explore the hotel.

We ended up at the pool.

Whose idea was that?

Both of ours.

Then what happened?

We started kissing and, I mean,

we were both a little drunk.

And then?

We moved to the hot tub and

you know...

had sex.

You tell her you were 16?

- She didn't ask.
- Okay.

What happened after the sex?

We both fell asleep on two
lawn chairs by the pool.

So you stayed there all night?

Yeah, when we woke up,
we got dressed and left.

How'd you end up
with her panties?

I... I was gonna
give them back,

but she was in a hurry to
just get out of there, so...

You happen to get her number
or where she was visiting from?

So what have we got here?

16-year-old kid who doesn't
think he's a victim.

Well, he's about to be educated.

So what's next?

A uni is taking Ryan and
his mother to the hospital

to do a rape kit.

Okay, was he able to
identify the woman?

Just a first name... Stacey.

Well, there's gotta be some
record of her at the hotel.

Well, Ryan did say she
bought drinks at the bar.

Then she either
used her credit card

or charged it to the room.
- Right.

So canvass the hotel
and start with the bar.

Excuse us.

What can I get you?

We're on the clock.

Were you working Saturday night?

I'm here every night.

You recognize this guy?

Yeah. He was here at the bar.

Well, he's only 16.

He certainly didn't look it.

The lady he was with
bought all the drinks.

Okay. What can you
tell us about her?

White, brown hair.

How'd she pay?

I asked her if she wanted
to put it on the room,

but she gave me her card.

We're gonna need a
copy of those receipts.

Security footage too.

Am I in any kind of trouble?

Not if you keep cooperating.

All right, here they
are leaving the bar.

And this is them 20 minutes
later, approaching the pool.

Is this the best angle we have?

The hotel is still
going through it.

This is what they
sent us so far.

Then Ryan and Stacey
leave together

about five hours later.

Ryan corroborated the timeline.

And no security cameras
inside the pool area?

None that we found.

Were we able to ID this woman?

Yeah, her name is Stacey Moran

from Union, New Jersey.

A 28-year-old sixth
grade teacher, married.

All right, so let's take
a drive out to New Jersey,

talk to Stacey,

without her husband in the room.

Stacey Moran?

- That's me. Can I help you?
- Hi, I'm Captain Benson,

and this is Captain Curry from
Manhattan Special Victims Unit.

Manhattan? What
brings you out here?

Well, we're just following
up on an investigation.

Were you at the
Atelier Saturday night?

Yes, with my husband. Why?

Do you know him?

- He looks familiar.
- Yeah.

I mean, we know that the two of
you were together in the bar.

Can you tell me
what this is about?

Hey, what's...
what's going on?

Mr. Moran?

Yeah. Who are you?

We're from the NYPD.

We're looking into an
incident that happened

at the Atelier
this past weekend.

Well, we were there.
Why? What happened?

Well, can we...
can we talk inside?

Yeah.

Billy and I were at the hotel
to celebrate our anniversary,

but, to be honest, he got
really drunk, so I left him.

And went down to the bar,

and that's when you met Ryan.

He was there by himself.

I mean, we had a
few drinks together.

And then what?

I think, at one point,
we snuck into the pool

and went swimming.

Was that all?

Why are you asking
me about this?

I'm not proud of it,

but after Stacey left
the room, I passed out.

- Why did she leave?
- She was pissed at me.

Why, did she say I
did something wrong?

- No, Mr. Moran.
- Then why are you here?

Because I'll tell you right now,

I don't know anything
about any incident.

Look, Mrs. Moran, I
understand that you

may not want your husband
to know what happened,

but there's been an accusation.

- From the hotel?
- No, from Ryan Perry.

Did you know that
he was 16 years old?

That's not possible.

He was at the bar. He
had a drink in his hand.

Right, and he is a
sophomore in high school,

and he claims that the
two of you had sex.

Stacey, what is this?

What did you tell them I did?
- No, nothing.

This isn't about you.
- Then what's going on?

Well, I think it's best if I
talk to your wife in private.

- Why? I don't understand.
- Billy.

They're saying I... I
had sex with someone...

Wait. Sex? What?

But I swear to you, I
don't remember any of it.

I must have blacked out.

I think it would be
better if we spoke

about this in the precinct.

Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait.

Just... just tell
me what happened.

I... I had a double
vodka soda at the bar.

I don't remember
much after that.

Is that usual, for you
to have a strong drink

and then not... not
remember anything?

No.

So you were blacked
out at the bar,

and this guy was there?

I know my wife.

She would never do
anything like this.

She was taken advantage of.

All right, Mr. Moran.
Let us handle this.

What, you call this handling it?

Okay, Mrs. Moran, I need you

to come with us to
the station, okay?

No, no, no, not
without me, okay?

Or a lawyer. I'm calling
my brother, Grant.

No, I don't want that.

And I don't need a lawyer.
- Yeah, you do.

My wife was raped.

So Stacey Moran, a New Jersey
school teacher, allegedly

had sex with Ryan Perry, 16,
in a Midtown hotel hot tub?

Who reported this?

- Ryan's stepmother.
- Okay.

What's Mrs. Moran say?

Well, she says that they
were drinking, but claims

she doesn't remember
much after that.

Her side, after the
husband found out.

Well, it doesn't matter.
She's in her 20s. He's 16.

So any chance that this
kid is just embellishing?

Her DNA's on the rape
kit under the foreskin.

Hard to embellish that.

What were they both
doing at the hotel?

Well, he was there for his
father's third wedding,

and she was there celebrating
her fifth anniversary.

She's got a novel way
of celebrating it.

So she claims that she didn't
know that he was underage.

What about Ryan?

Is he claiming
force or coercion?

No, he only told his stepmother

after she found Stacey's
underwear in his tuxedo coat.

The stepmother
filed the complaint,

and due to his age, we
had to take it seriously.

What about this woman?
Any history there?

No, she is a highly
respected teacher

working at the same
school for five years.

Not one single complaint.

Well, we gotta get her lawyer
to agree to a plea deal.

This guy's gotta
be halfway decent.

You know he's got a billboard
off exit 141 in New Jersey?

That and he's Stacey's
brother-in-law.

This just keeps getting
better and better.

I swear, I didn't
know he was 16.

He was drinking
in the hotel bar.

My client is the victim here.

Well, I'm sorry, Mrs.
Moran, but the fact that

you didn't know his age
is not a legal defense.

She was incapacitated.

So I'd like to hear
more about that.

Like I said earlier, I had
a few drinks at the bar.

They must have hit me
harder than I realized.

Again, legally,
that's not an excuse.

It was if she was blacked out.

Stacey, were you blacked out?

Before the pool, he handed
me a small bottle of vodka.

After a few sips, I felt like...

like nothing I felt before.

How so?

Uninhibited and high.

But not blacked out.

That's not what she's saying.
Who knows what he gave her?

She may have been drugged.

Mr. Moran, we don't know if
he gave her anything yet.

Not to mention his tolerance.

Despite his age, he
has at least 30 pounds,

a foot of height on her.

Stacey, did he... did
he force you in any way?

No, but he looked like a man.

If I knew his age, I never
would have even talked to him.

Okay, we understand that
this is, uh, complicated.

But regardless of how
you might feel about it,

this was a criminal act.

Oh, you're not seriously gonna
charge her with anything.

Due to the circumstances,
we can offer her a plea.

Misdemeanor sexual
misconduct, no jail time.

One thing is certain.

She's not going on the registry.

I'm a teacher.

I'd lose my whole life.

Unfortunately, in
a case like this,

the registry is mandatory.

What am I gonna do?

My client needs a tox
screen and a rape kit.

Stacey.

Grant, you fix this or what?

The situation is ongoing.

Well, can I take her home?

Your wife is facing
potential charges, Mr. Moran.

Billy, they're saying
I'm the rapist.

- What?
- I have to go.

Wait. Where are
they taking you?

Your wife will be escorted to
the hospital to get some tests.

Well, I'm going with her then.

- No.
- No.

Okay, you take Mrs. Moran
to the hospital, please.

And then what?

Then, when you're
finished, we will talk.

This isn't right. This
isn't... this isn't fair.

Billy. Hey, hey. Let
me take you home, okay?

We're gonna figure this out.

So what are we looking at?

Two drowning people
trying to save themselves

from a night of bad choices.

Hey, any leeway from
the eighth floor?

We cannot charge a
misdemeanor sex crime

without her going
on the registry.

She doesn't take this
deal, I'm gonna have

to indict and arraign her.

Where she'll plead not guilty.

Then we're gonna go to trial.

But if the tox screen
comes back and shows

that Stacey was indeed drugged,

she may have been
incapable of consent.

Well, you know who else
is incapable of consent?

The 16-year-old kid.
- Give me a break.

Ryan didn't even
wanna come forward.

Look, Curry has a point.

It was his stepmother that
pushed the whole thing forward.

This woman's saying
Ryan raped her?

Well, there might be evidence
that she was incapacitated.

From what?

Well, they were drinking,
and she's at the hospital

right now getting a tox screen
for other substances as well.

You're blaming Ryan for that?
Who knows what she took?

No matter what
the circumstances,

we plan on pursuing what
Stacey did as a crime.

Rape. That's what
this is, right?

Well, depending on what is
found on the tox screen,

there may be other
charges as well.

- Against Ryan?
- Emily, calm down.

- No, Frank.
- Listen.

How about we all take
a breath here, okay?

Our ADA is hoping to resolve
all of this with a plea deal.

A deal? Is she gonna take it?

I think, right now, the thing
that she's most focused on is...

is staying off the sex registry.

Well, she should
have thought of that

before she raped our son.
- Okay.

But you should know that
if this moves forward,

Ryan will have to testify.

Captain, I need a minute.

Stacey's tox screen showed
the presence of MDMA?

- Yeah.
- Is it possible that she...

she took it herself, she just
didn't wanna tell us that?

She doesn't strike
me as a drug user.

And public school teachers
get regular drug testing.

I mean, Carisi, it is possible
that he slipped it to her?

Well, he's claiming
he didn't have

any drugs on him that night.

Well, the lab can't
prove either way

how she ingested the drugs.
- Okay.

I can at least get a search
warrant for Ryan's room.

But if he did give Stacey MDMA

and he didn't tell her about it,

it's gonna play in her
favor with the jury.

I swear, Dad, I don't do drugs.

Then you have nothing
to worry about.

Except maybe these.

Why do I get the feeling
these aren't multivitamins?

You should know Stacey Moran
tested positive for MDMA.

That's not what that is.

As much as we'd
like to believe you,

that's what the kit's for.

- It's turning purple.
- What does that mean?

That means this is MDMA.

Ryan, where did you get these?

I told you, they aren't mine.

What happens now?

Your son's under arrest.

- What?
- Turn around.

You had to drag me to Manhattan

to talk to the police.

I was trying to protect you.

- Well, nice job, Emily.
- Wait, wait, wait.

Where are you taking him?

We're booking him
on drug charges.

And then what?

He's gonna explain exactly
how Stacey Moran ended up

with his drugs in her system.

I already told you guys
that Molly wasn't mine.

Your possession charge,
that's up to Suffolk County.

Don't waste your
lies on something

we don't even care about.

Then why are we even here?

My client is a victim
of statutory rape.

Because his alleged attacker
had Molly in her system.

Which she says she didn't take.

She's obviously the
one lying to you.

Is that true, Ryan?

We're gonna find out
one way or the other.

Doing drugs isn't
the end of the world.

But lying on the stand is.

I'm asking you to trust me.

I do.

Then the way to show that

is by shooting me
straight right now.

All right, okay.

Stacey's not lying.

So how did MDMA end
up in her system?

I kind of crushed some pills
and put it in a fifth of vodka.

- Ryan.
- It's just...

it was just to get
through my dad's wedding.

Mm-hmm.

So when Stacey and I
made it to the pool,

she grabbed the bottle.

I turned around,
and she took a sip.

Did you tell her it was Molly?

No,

but she said that she
wanted to have fun.

What about what you wanted?

Where is this going?

TARU went through your phone.

Found a pretty interesting
chat with what looks like

you and two of your
closest buddies.

How is this relevant?

Let me read some.

"I'm sick of high school girls.

"My stepmom's got some thick-
ass fire booty bridesmaids.

I'm gonna tag one
of 'em tonight."

I'm assuming those "fire
booty bridesmaids,"

they're around Stacey's age.
- Yeah.

So you see how
this looks, right?

You're on the hunt
for an older woman,

you ran into one,
and you drugged her.

And we are done talking.

Okay. So what do you think?

Well, at least the kid's
finally being honest.

Well, there's a
difference between

honesty and self-preservation.

A jury's bound to find
those text messages

pretty incriminating.

See, if he intentionally
neglected to tell Stacey

that he crushed up Molly
and put it in his vodka

and she wound up drinking
it, that's a felony.

Yet the problem
is, there's no way

that I can prove that that
is what he intended to do.

And I don't see
this kid as being

some kind of
criminal mastermind.

Well, neither is Stacey.

Well, right now,
she's the only one

that I can prove is guilty.

In fact, I'm due at her
arraignment in 30 minutes.

Okay, well, she can
still accept a plea deal.

Well, so far,
she's not listening

to anything I have to say.

Stacey Moran, you're charged
with rape in the third degree.

How do you plead?

Not guilty, Your Honor.

- People on bail?
- 15,000, Your Honor.

For an E felony?

Given the circumstances
of this case,

we believe that
amount is warranted.

This is a first
offense, Your Honor.

My client is a
law-abiding citizen

who just wants to
clear her good name.

Be that as it may, I
agree bail is called for.

Make it 10,000.

But why are we
talking about my wife?

He's the real criminal here!
- Order.

My son is a minor!
She's a pedophile!

- He took advantage of my wife.
- Order! Bailiff.

Next case.
- That's enough. That's enough.

Next case, docket
number 2Y3874...

Stacey posted bail,

so it looks like
we're going to trial.

She doesn't think
that she raped Ryan.

Look, he gave her ecstasy
without telling her.

He never offered
her that bottle.

She grabbed it herself.

And the legal basis for
prosecuting a case like this

is all about the numbers.

She's 28. He's 16.
I can't change that.

She claims that she
was incapacitated.

Believe me, her lawyer's
gonna bring that up at trial,

which is why I need evidence
that proves otherwise.

There's no witnesses?

There's no hotel
security footage?

Just what you've already seen,

the two of them entering
into the pool area.

But not the encounter
in the pool.

No.

I mean, look, there was
a couple of passersby.

They looked like they
came from the wedding.

Can we ID them?

From the back of their head.

But if we show that
footage to Ryan's parents,

then if they were
guests of the wedding...

Then they might be
able to identify them.

They're both clearly drunk.

I don't know what this
is supposed to prove.

Well, we may have
found some witnesses.

You recognize those guys?

My second cousin, Thomas.

What's he doing?

Looks like he's taking a photo.

Of our son being assaulted?

Well, we won't know that

until we look at
your cousin's phone.

One of the wedding
guests took this photo?

Yes, and then sent
it to his girlfriend.

- Classy.
- A one-word oxymoron.

Look, incapacitated
people can still smile.

So does this help
or hurt, Counselor?

The only way to know
for sure is to get it

in front of the jury.

I was on my way back to
my room past the pool.

What did you see?

What I thought was a couple,

but what I now know was
my 16-year-old cousin

with the defendant.

They were having sex.

But you didn't recognize
your cousin Ryan at the time?

No. I was intoxicated.

- And you took a photo.
- Yes.

People's Exhibit 1, Your Honor.

Now, how would you describe
the defendant's affect

during this sexual encounter?

She looked like she
was enjoying herself.

And did she ever seem
incapacitated in any way?

No, not at all.

Thank you, Mr. D'Angelo.

To state the obvious,

you weren't in the pool area
during this alleged attack.

No, I was just walking by.

So could you hear
what they were saying?

No.

Could you see under the water?

No.

So it's possible that Ryan
was holding Stacey in place.

But she was smiling.

Have you ever seen
somebody smile

out of fear or
nervousness before?

I guess so, yeah.

So how do you know what
kind of smile this was?

I guess I don't.

One more question.

Mr. D'Angelo, you said
you were intoxicated.

If you were intoxicated,
do you think that

you were the best judge of
my client's state of being,

not to mention her own
relative incapacity?

I guess not.

Nothing further.

We moved to the Jacuzzi
because we were getting cold.

Okay, whose idea was that?

- Hers.
- Then what?

She sat on my lap.

In what position?

Well, is she facing
away from you?

Is she sitting off to the side?

- Straddling me.
- Straddling you.

So her face towards yours, yeah?

Yes.

How'd that make you feel?

I mean, I'm only 16.

I've never had a grown woman
sit on my lap like that,

especially in her underwear.

I guess she could tell
that I was excited.

So how did this progress to sex?

Well, I was wearing
boxers, and she reached in

and just kind of, like...

just pulled it out.

Then what happened?

She pushed
aside her panties

and put me inside of her.

So she was the one
who initiated sex?

Yes.

Did she ever seem incapacitated?

She was a little
drunk, but so was I.

But she did consume
alcohol from a bottle

that you had mixed with MDMA.

Yes.

Did you ever offer
her that bottle?

No.

She picked it up off the ground.

And, Ryan, the
night in question,

did Stacey Moran ever
once ask you your age?

No.

I tried talking to
her about my life,

but she said that she didn't
want to share sad stories.

Thank you, Ryan.

No more questions.

Well, you met Stacey at
the hotel bar, correct?

Yes.

And you had a
drink in your hand.

I ordered it at the bar.

Oh, oh.

So Stacey saw you sitting
at the bar drinking

after the bartender
already served you.

Seems like she
wasn't the only one

who assumed you were over 21.

I guess.

And who decided
to go to the pool?

We both did.

And at that point,
you were both drinking

from your small vodka
bottle that contained MDMA.

Yes.

Did you tell Stacey that
there was drugs in that vodka?

I didn't think it was
that big of a deal.

You didn't think
it was a big deal?

Everybody does it.

Not Stacey Moran.

At any point during
the encounter, Ryan,

did you say "stop"
or "slow down"

or indicate that you were
uncomfortable in any way?

No, not... not really.

And did you communicate your
relative sexual inexperience?

I thought that she could tell.

Oh, she say something
to that effect?

No.

Ryan, you were looking to get
lucky that night, weren't you?

Before you answer,
can you read this?

It's Defense Exhibit
A, Your Honor.

Go ahead.

Is that a text message that you
sent to two of your friends?

Yes.

Could you read that out
loud for the jury, please?

"I'm sick of high school girls.

"My stepmom's got some thick-
ass fire booty bridesmaids.

I'm gonna tag one
of 'em tonight."

"Tag one of 'em."

Based on that text,
is it fair to say

that you were looking to
have a sexual encounter

with an older woman?

Objection, relevance.

I'm going to allow.

Yes, I guess so.

And when you found one,
you slipped her drugs,

hoping to get lucky.

Objection, asked and answered.

Withdrawn.

Ryan...

did your stepmother find a
pair of my client's underwear

in the pocket of your
rental tuxedo jacket?

Yes.

Did you keep it as a trophy?

No, it was an accident.

I'd like to remind you
that you're under oath.

Ryan...

isn't it true

that if your stepmother
hadn't found those panties,

you never would have come
forward and accused my client?

Objection... yeah, Your
Honor... relevance.

I'm going to allow.

No, I wouldn't have.

Nothing further.

Hey.

Are you okay?

Yeah. Why?

You forget who
you're talking to.

What's going on?

Ah, for a minute
there, I just felt like

I was watching myself
up on that stand.

When I was about 15,

my parents used to have
all these cocktail parties,

and at one of them, our
newly divorced neighbor,

Mrs. Olson, came upstairs
and snuck into bed with me.

I was in nothing but my boxers.

She, um, put her
hand through and...

started touching me.

What did you do?

I didn't say a word.

I didn't want to embarrass her.

You tell anyone?

Yeah.

You, right now.

I've been married to
Stacey for five years.

We were at the hotel
for our anniversary.

And how would you
categorize your marriage?

We're committed to each other.

It's not perfect.

It's got its ups and downs.

And that night at the hotel,
was that one of the downs?

Which is on me.

She never would have left the
room if I hadn't provoked her.

- Well, how so?
- Your Honor.

We object to this entire
line of questioning.

Relevance.

I'm going to allow.

Uh...

I broke my sobriety,
which is inexcusable.

Our marriage is
still in trouble,

but I hope to repair things.

It just may take a while.

And yet, you're here today
testifying on her behalf.

Because I know my
wife would never

knowingly hurt a teenage boy.

She's been a dedicated
teacher her whole career.

She made one bad
choice that night,

but she does not deserve to
have her entire life ruined.

Thank you.

Mr. Moran, you just said,
"I know my wife would never

knowingly hurt a teenage boy."

But let me ask you...
did you know that,

after helping you
break your sobriety,

your wife would
keep the party going

by heading straight to
the bar and picking up

the first guy she met?

No.

Thank you, Billy.

That's all I need.

Mr. Moran, call
your next witness.

The defense calls Stacey Moran.

Ryan and I were at the bar.

I finished my drink.

When we left, we decided
to stop by the pool.

And then what happened?

We stripped down to our
underwear, got in the pool.

We were having fun.
- And were you still drinking?

Out of a fifth of vodka
that Ryan brought with him.

And were you aware
that there was a drug

commonly called ecstasy
dissolved into that vodka?

No, I had no idea.

In fact, you were
completely unaware

until you saw your toxicology
report, weren't you?

That's right.

So... so Ryan failed
to mention that.

He didn't say anything.

And had you ever
tried ecstasy before?

No.

Oh, so you didn't even
know what it felt like.

I could tell I felt good.

I thought I was just drunk.

I now know I was
taken advantage of.

I was drugged.

And we heard all about
your participation.

But would you have
done any of that

if you hadn't been under
the influence of drugs?

No, it was out of
character for me.

Ryan was the first one to get
undressed and jump in the pool.

And then once in the
pool, what did he do?

He approached me and kissed me.

Oh, so he was the one who
initiated physical contact?

That's right.

And then who decided
to go to the hot tub?

He did.

That doesn't seem like someone

who was nervous or
inexperienced at all, does it?

Objection, leading.

Withdrawn.

Thank you.

Mrs. Moran, when you first
encountered Ryan at the bar,

who was buying the drinks?

Ryan already had a drink
by the time I arrived.

I bought one drink for myself,

a double, but it hit me hard.

And would you describe yourself

as being incapacitated?

I wasn't before I drank out
of Ryan's bottle of vodka.

- At the pool?
- Yes.

And yet right after
you had that drink,

you immediately disrobed,
got into the pool,

all without the assistance
or coercion from Ryan.

- Yes.
- Okay.

How'd you get from the
pool to the hot tub?

I don't remember.

Well, did Ryan have
to drag you there?

- I'm not sure.
- You're not sure?

Mrs. Moran, we're talking
about trace amounts

of a diluted stimulant.

We're not talking
about a roofie.

You heard testimony from a
witness who took a picture

of you straddling Ryan.

You seemed to be
very much in control.

You saw the photo, didn't you?

- Yes.
- All right?

You were participating.
You were smiling.

How do you explain that?

He took advantage of me.

Well, I know that that's what
you want us all to believe,

but did you ever ask
Ryan how old he was?

Objection, relevance.

I'll allow.

- Not explicitly.
- Why not?

- He was sitting at a bar.
- Hmm.

Miss Moran, I know
you're a teacher,

and this is not your subject,

but, unfortunately for you,
this is all a question of math.

He looks older than he
is. He has a deep voice.

He has a deep voice?
You're 28 years old.

He's 16.

How's that for math?

Nothing further.

Don't be fooled by
Ryan Perry's age.

He's savvy enough to formulate
a plan to seduce my client

and weaponize a bottle
of vodka for any woman

unfortunate enough to
wind up in his path

the night of his
father's wedding.

He's calculated enough
to use his dad's wedding

as a hunting ground.

You heard the text
read out loud.

Ryan Perry was looking
to have a sexual conquest

with an older
woman at all costs.

And when he struck
out at the wedding,

he went to the hotel bar,
where he found my client,

and he decided she was
gonna be his next target.

Thank you for your time.

Mr. Carisi.

The proper
application of the law

is, and always has been,
centered on fairness.

It's one of the pillars
of our justice system.

Now, ladies and gentlemen,
make no mistake,

your job now is to
faithfully apply

the law to the facts of this
case without sympathy or bias,

and the facts are these.

The victim, Ryan
Perry, was a minor,

and the defendant, Stacey
Moran, was an adult.

But what if that minor
were a young girl

and the adult was a grown man?

I wonder, would that change
your viewpoint at all?

And if it did,
would that be fair?

Well, today it's up to
each and every one of you

to ensure that it is.

Thank you.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

- No, Your Honor.
- You haven't?

On the single charge of
rape in the third degree,

we are still, at this moment,
hopelessly deadlocked.

Do you think more
time deliberating

will allow you to reach
a unanimous verdict?

Honestly, no.

All right.

Then I'm declaring a mistrial.

The state of New York thanks
the jury for their service.

You are dismissed.

You're free. It's over.

It's over. It's over.

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