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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.

Whatever you say will be confidential.

But you can still use it against me.

I'm not against you.

I'm making a recommendation, that's all.

Tell me about Olivia Benson.

What do you want to know?

What's she like as a police officer?

She's experienced, professional,

good with the victims.

People trust her-- they let her get close.

Does she become emotionally involved?

She does her job, and when it's done,

she goes home.

Hey, hey, lady.

Let me talk to you a second--come here.

Back off, I'm a cop. I'm a cop!

Back off, I'm a cop.

Freeze! Police!

Drop it! Drop it!

We're police. You drop it!

Drop it!

Who the freakin' hell are you?!

Manhattan SVU.

Faulkner and Joyce, Riverpark P.D.

All right, that's Detective Benson.

I'm Detective Stabler.

Let's everyone just calm down, okay?

Just calm down.

What's NYPD doing in Jersey?

We're working a case.

What case?

Not at liberty to say.

Fine.

Then you're not at liberty to return to Manhattan.

You gonna get in the car, or do we have to arrest you?

What are you doing here?

Trying to stop you from doing something really stupid.

You find your brother, but that's not enough--

you gotta stalk him?

This is none of your business.

Yeah, it is.

We're partners.

Not on this-- this is personal.

Are you gonna tell us why you're here,

or are we going to headquarters?

Drive.

Do you know why you're here, Olivia?

Yes.

Doesn't mean that I agree with it.

Tell me about Detective Stabler.

He's the best.

Smart, brave, dedicated.

Do you trust him?

He's straight with me, I'm straight with him.

I could tell him anything.

I already told you we were following a lead

from a C.I.

Without informing us.

Sorry about that.

Must be a real big case.

It's ongoing.

You're SVU,

so it's gotta be a rape.

Is that why you're set up on Simon Marsden?

Our house--you talk. You first.

Maybe we can work together.

I'm Captain Millfield.

You and your partner can go.

I spoke to your boss.

He assured me you won't step on our patch again.

What case were you working?

Samantha Hawkins.

That's almost four years old.

Still open.

That your story?

Yeah.

I should rip both of you

for taking guns and police vehicles

across state lines

without permission.

And you are damn lucky

Captain Millfield didn't lodge a formal complaint.

You do not go near Jersey again without my say-so.

Are we clear? Yes, sir.

And cancel your weekend plans.

While you were AWOL,

a third man was raped.

Another van in Central Park? Yep.

Gay groups are shouting "hate crime,"

blaming us for not protecting the community.

Munch and Fin are at the scene.

The victim is in St. Mark's.

His name is Ronnie Cavelle.

This van pulled up next to me.

Guy asked how to get to the Bronx.

So I walked over,

and suddenly the side door slid open,

and another guy pulled me inside.

And they started hitting and kicking me.

Just two men?

Yeah.

Were they wearing hoods?

No.

Can you describe them?

Two average-looking white guys.

Did they rape you, Ronnie?

I want to be clear about this--I'm not gay.

Well, it wouldn't matter if you were.

Rape is rape.

Look, I'm getting married in two weeks.

I love my fiancée very much.

She can't find out. She won't.

You're protected by the Rape Shield law.

No one can release your name.

But we've gotta hear what happened

so we can catch these guys.

Did they rape you?

Ronnie was raped, and he saw his attackers' faces.

But he won't look at mug shots,

and he won't testify 'cause he's too scared

his fiancée will find out.

So now we've got three victims who won't talk.

- Any luck? - Same story.

Guy gets raped,

then the crime scene gets driven away.

Every victim's described a different van.

So unless our perps are used car dealers,

they're stealing one for each attack.

No witnesses saw Ronnie get snatched,

so the perps must have followed him

to make sure he was alone.

We could re-trace Ronnie's route.

We might get lucky with the traffic light cams.

You and Olivia take Ronnie for a walk in the park,

see what it gives us.

- Benson... yeah. - Thanks.

Hey, did you hear the Captain?

Um, yeah.

Can you take Ronnie on your own?

I got you, Liv.

Thanks.

Yes?

You got it?

Simon Marsden's juvie record.

From a friend of a friend

in the Bergen County Prosecutor's office.

Two counts of joyriding.

The last arrest was 17 years ago.

Why is his DNA on the system now?

From a murder investigation in Jersey City six years ago.

Simon volunteered his sample

with 40 other young men who live in the neighborhood.

DNA dragnet.

He was questioned, cleared.

But thanks to some bureaucratic snafu,

his sample stayed in the system.

"Shoplifting." What did he steal?

The file says women's clothes--lingerie.

A kid stealing women's underwear,

that's not a good sign.

What else do you know about him?

He lives with his girlfriend and her six-year-old son

from a previous relationship.

And he works as a pharmacist

at an all-night drug store.

Olivia, what are you looking for?

It's personal.

Something to do with your father?

I ran my DNA through a kinship analysis.

Simon Marsden and I have the same father.

He's my brother.

Where's Olivia?

She had some urgent personal business,

but we got two possibles from the park's traffic cams.

Dark van, side doors, but we didn't get plates.

What's your next move?

Run surveillance on the park, watch for cruising vans,

any other suspicious behavior.

Each victim was grabbed

on the inner Park Drive highlighted here,

south of 72nd Street.

Which means the perps were trolling Central Park

to find victims.

Cover the drives, we might get lucky.

And you might not.

With this much heat on the case,

they might lay low.

Rapes took place on Friday and Saturday nights.

Tonight's Saturday.

I can't authorize any more manpower.

Won't need to-- the four of us are enough.

If Olivia's done with her personal business.

Hi, is Simon home?

He's at work.

Who are you?

My name's Olivia.

I'm an old friend of his.

Is it okay if I wait?

He won't be back till tomorrow.

I heard he's in trouble with the police.

He never did anything.

The police don't just go around making things up.

Look, I'd like to talk to you about it.

Maybe I can help.

Who are you?

Simon never mentioned an Olivia.

Well, maybe he has something to hide.

Mom.

I have to go.

If you want to see Simon, come back tomorrow morning.

We should talk.

Call me.

Has Detective Benson been under stress?

Stress is part of the job. You know that.

I mean recent stress.

Nothing she can't handle.

I thought I told you to stay away.

Are you arresting me, or are you buying me a drink?

Ah, it depends.

Going back to Marsden's house

when you knew we were sitting on him?

Not smart.

Well, he works nights.

I assumed you'd be following him

at the pharmacy.

Oh, so you snuck behind my back

to talk to his girlfriend.

Listen, if you know something, tell me.

Marsden's a bad guy.

I don't have enough to lock him up.

What do you like him for?

Three women have been stalked

in the last six months.

Has the stalker made contact?

No,

but they think he's been in their homes.

Things have been moved, clothing rearranged.

None of these women have been assaulted.

No, but it's just a matter of time.

But what makes you think that it's Marsden?

All three women go to the pharmacy where he works.

He's the only link.

He's the only male that works there?

He's the only one who works nights.

All the stalking incidents were during the day.

You said that he rearranged clothes.

What clothes?

What you'd expect from a perv--panty drawer.

Did you bring him in?

We got nothing out of him.

To be honest, without a new lead, I'm stuck.

Look, the case that I'm working is sensitive.

I mean, if anything breaks, I'll let you know.

Come on.

You're sex crimes, he's a stalker.

You've gotta know he's a rapist.

It's my partner. We're working tonight.

You can give me something.

I'll call you as soon as I can.

Yeah?

We set up?

Yeah.

You get anything?

I know, it's none of my business.

Liv, what is it?

Tell me.

My long-lost brother is Simon Marsden.

He might be a rapist.

Like father, like son.

Maybe there's a mistake.

He's stalking women, Elliot.

That's why the cops are looking at him.

Just a matter of time before he hits.

Did you see Marsden?

I talked to his girlfriend. Mm-hmm?

She's scared. She stonewalled me.

Well, look, maybe you should go talk to him.

And say what?

"Hi, I'm Olivia.

Your dad raped my mom?"

And, "Oh, I found you

because I illegally ran my DNA?"

I wish I never went looking.

You had to find out, Liv.

Last night, watching him in that window

playing with that little boy...

I wanted to be part of a family so much.

I've been alone my whole life.

I'm sorry, I'm whining.

You're not.

Family is everything.

I got something.

Go.

White Ford Transit passed me twice and Munch once.

License plate number ATV 768.

I ran the plate.

The van was reported stolen this morning

in Brooklyn.

Okay, where is it now?

Heading south on the Drive.

The van can leave the park at 72nd Street,

or continue south towards us.

John, stop the van.

Fin, cover Central Park West.

Liv will take West Drive, I'll take East--let's go.

I'm on my way.

Copy that.

Benson.

Lucy. Uh-huh.

What is it?

Yeah.

Lost the van--not on the Drive.

Fin, you got anything?

One sec. I'm still 20 blocks away.

Yeah, sure, we can meet.

There's a bar.

I'm almost at 72nd on East Drive.

Liv, where are you?

I'm heading uptown on West Drive.

Listen, it's called Joe's Lounge.

What about tomorrow night?

I see a van on 72nd, but it's doubling back.

I'm blocked.

Liv, go east on 72nd.

I'm on my way.

Turn east and you'll see it.

Tomorrow night. Can you be there around 9:00? A white Ford Transit.

Great, I'll see you then.

Liv, do you copy?

Copy, El.

Are you and Stabler good partners?

We've worked together a long time.

I can anticipate what he's thinking,

what he's gonna do.

Yeah, we have a great rapport.

What the hell happened?

- I never saw the van. - Because you went the wrong way.

I told you to go easton 72nd.

I didn't hear you say 72nd.

Then why'd you say, "Copy, El"? We had 'em.

All cars in the 2-1 precinct,

10-34, male dumped from a van, Central Park at 102nd.

EMS transporting victim to Mercy Hospital.

I was out for a walk

when a van pulled up beside me,

and the driver asked for directions.

When I went over,

a side door opened,

and a second man pulled me inside.

And then what?

They punch and kick me.

They called me names.

And then the younger one went up to start driving

while the older one raped me.

Then I heard your sirens.

I was hoping you were coming to save me.

Obviously not.

Did you see their faces?

Yes, they were white, short, dark hair,

medium height and weight.

And one had a razor wire tattoo on his right arm.

Mr. Qinawi,

we'd like you to look at some photos

of possible suspects.

No.

We need an I.D. to arrest them.

My family and I fly home tomorrow.

I will not come back.

Mr. Qinawi, these animals attacked other men.

Innocent men like you.

Now, with your help, we can stop them.

I will never tell anyone what they did to me.

Not even my wife.

We're drowning here, Doc.

You got any ideas?

Given the stigma of male rape,

I'd say there are more victims

who haven't come forward.

I was hoping for something a bit more useful,

like how we can catch these creeps.

At first I thought it was a hate crime.

Young heterosexual men attacking gays.

But the only openly gay man

was the first victim, Anton Jaborski.

Maybe these bozos don't have good gaydar.

Come on, let's stay with it.

Both attackers beat the victims,

but only one of them committed the rapes.

Gotta be personal.

So he's full of self-hatred, and he turns it on other men.

Yes, but not because he's gay.

I think it's something else.

Revenge.

You're saying our rapist was raped?

Where do men get raped?

Prison.

He deals with the shame by inflicting it on others.

Identification with the oppressor.

I suffered, so I'm gonna make others suffer.

Check Qinawi's description against recent parolees.

See if we get a hit off one

who reported being sexually assaulted

in prison.

Most cons don't admit being raped.

They don't want to be raped again.

Even so, it's what I want you to do.

You two check out the stolen van,

and see if it throws up any leads.

Olivia, Elliot.

What happened last night?

I think the perps realized they were being followed

and changed direction.

You had four cars.

Somebody should have stayed on their tail.

Captain, I--

I gave Olivia unclear directions.

Is that true?

It was my fault.

I misheard Elliot.

That's all.

I see a van on 72nd, but it's doubling back.

I'm blocked.

Liv, go east on 72nd.

On my way.

Turn east and you'll see it.

White Ford Transit. Liv, do you copy?

I'll see you then. Bye.

Copy, El.

Can you clean up that last bit?

No problem.

I'll see you then. Bye.

Copy, El.

Who's she talking to?

I'm sorry,

Lucy couldn't make it.

But I just had to come and see this old friend of mine.

Oh, I'm sorry.

This is so embarrassing.

I thought you were somebody else.

I'm very sorry to waste your time.

Oh, Olivia, you're not wasting my time.

Or, you know, should I call you Detective?

What are you talking about?

Well, after I got your note,

I did some research on the net.

And it seems that you are quite the crime fighter, huh?

What--what's wrong?

Nothing.

This was a mistake.

Don't lie.

I know you're with them.

With who?

Those idiot cops

who keep accusing me of stuff that I haven't done.

Who hang around my work and my house,

making my life miserable.

Yeah, why would they do that?

You're the cop, why don't you tell me.

What do you want from my girlfriend?

Don't hurt her.

I have never hurt a woman in my life.

Just tell me what this is about.

Why me?

Have we met?

No, I thought you were somebody else.

You saw him, didn't you?

Yeah.

You speak to him?

It was a mistake.

He's trouble.

Munch called.

They found the van.

Torched and abandoned.

No night watchman, no security cameras.

The perps just dumped and ran.

Any footprints?

- A couple hundred. - Hey, get anything?

Soda can.

That's toast-- why bother?

Well, with any luck

we'll get a clear thumbprint.

The intense heat etched the print into the aluminum.

Feel--you can't rub it off.

And if he's an ex-con--

The prints will be in the system.

Police--search warrant!

What the hell?

Get on the ground! Get on the ground!

Bobby Trapido?

This is your wake-up call, pal.

- Here's another one. - Let go of me!

And what's your name?

Eat me, bitch!

Get down!

It's got a nice ring to it.

Don't you hurt my brother!

Oh, a family of rapists here.

No, I already told you no.

I'm not identifying anybody

and I'm not testifying.

Then more men will suffer like you.

I'm just about holding my life together here.

So don't try and guilt me into anything.

We know the moment victims talk

about what happened

is the moment they start to heal.

Really?

I got tested for HIV yesterday.

I'm negative, except I gotta wait another month

to get tested again, just to make sure.

It could take weeks to turn positive!

Look, Ronnie, the probability--

Screw probability!

The absolute certainty is

I'm getting married in two weeks,

and I'm not gonna know.

You can't have that hanging over you.

You've gotta tell your fiancée.

You don't think she'll support you?

You don't think she'd want to see

the men who hurt you punished?

Is she still gonna support me

when the defense claims it wasn't rape?

The defense can't dispute the photos of the bruises

all over your body.

I didn't tell you.

When they were doing it...

I got aroused.

Ronnie, that means nothing.

The body responds automatically.

It doesn't matter who's touching it.

This your fiancée?

The jury sees you with this beautiful woman,

they're not gonna think you're gay.

Now, look, all you've gotta do

is pick out your attackers and tell the jury what happened.

And you'll be putting away some real bad guys.

We did everything we could, Ronnie wouldn't bite.

Okay, we've got four victims,

two perps, and no case.

And that is piss-poor.

If the victim won't talk--

It's your job to make 'em talk.

A job you used to be able to do.

What does that mean?

You could have had these creeps red-handed--you blew it.

Captain, there was only four of us.

All of Central Park, mistakes can happen.

Yeah, if your heads are so far up your asses

you can't tell east from west.

You got a problem with us? Just say it.

I listened to the radio tapes.

It was amateur night out there.

Well, maybe you need a new squad.

Maybe I need detectives who care about the job.

Now you're questioning our commitment?

Where the hell have you been?

If it's a bad time--

Where have you been?!

Been talking to my ex-partner.

He's a C.O. up at Attica.

You were just shooting the breeze

or did you get something useful?

Bobby T belonged to a prison gang.

So what--every con is in a gang.

You're not hearing me, Captain.

He belonged to a prison gang.

They owned him.

You and Munch get those cons on tape.

And we'll talk in the morning.

How far does your loyalty to your partner go?

I don't understand the question.

I'll put it another way.

Say you had to choose

between saving a member of the public--

I already faced that situation.

And?

I saved my partner, a boy died.

What would Detective Benson do?

I don't know. You'll have to ask her.

Detective Benson.

How do you know where I live?

I followed you from the precinct.

You're good at following women, aren't you?

I want to talk.

I got nothing to say to you.

I know why you look familiar.

Where the hell did you get this?

In my father's stuff.

Where is your father?

He died ten years ago.

Oh.

Then why does he have this?

I don't know, and neither did my mom.

That's why I kept it.

It didn't make any sense.

Do you have a picture of him?

This man raped my mom.

My dad?

I'm his daughter.

No--no way.

No, he was a normal guy.

He loved my mom.

He loved me.

And rapists often lead double lives.

You can't prove a word of that.

I prove it.

You're my brother.

You knew about me.

You came looking for me.

How did you know?

It was chance.

Here you go.

And you're not connected to the cops

that are watching me?

No.

Do you know why they're on you?

Yeah, that's crap.

I told you, I could never hurt a woman.

When you were a kid, you stole some stuff.

Some lingerie.

For my girlfriend, as a stupid bet.

And my dad kicked my ass for doing it.

You've really been looking at me, huh?

Some people think that sexual violence is genetic.

Oh, so because my dad may have raped your mom,

now I'm a rapist too?

Well, I'm not.

I'm happy with Lucy.

I want to marry her.

You gotta believe me.

I always wanted a sister.

And not a brother, a sister.

So how does it feel?

Whoa, no, no-- not so fast.

You gotta pass the test.

Really?

Yeah.

All right, you're ten years old.

Strawberry or chocolate ice cream?

Strawberry.

Cap'n Crunch or Cocoa Puffs?

Oh, Cap'n Crunch. Really?

Dukes of Hazzard, or Little House on the Prairie?

Dukes.

Quarters or Anchorman?

Come on.

Three out of three.

It's in the blood.

So tell me about him.

Your dad.

He always had his problems,

but he was--

he was always good to me.

That's why I can't believe--

But here you are.

My sister.

You said you found me by chance?

Yeah.

It was just something my mom said.

Where is your mom?

She's dead.

So you're on your own now?

Pretty much.

Hello?

Thought you'd want to know,

our stalker finally popped his cherry.

Raped one of his targets, Donna Leonte.

When?

Tonight, of course.

What time? She hasn't said.

She's so traumatized,

she doesn't even know what day it is.

Well, she better remember,

because up until three hours ago,

your prime suspect was in my apartment.

Doing what, exactly?

Three hours-- still plenty of time

to get back to Jersey and rape someone.

Don't worry, they can't see you.

Just take your time, Donna.

I--I think number five.

Are you sure?

Number five.

He raped me.

Thank you.

Not much doubt there.

Well, she could have recognized him

from the all-night pharmacy.

I just hope your forensics are good.

You're defending this guy?

I just want to make sure that your case is airtight.

Oh, thank you. You can go.

Your captain will hear all about this.

Look, could I talk to Marsden?

Why?

Because I'm pissed that he tried to use me

as an alibi.

You can listen in.

Why would I want to do that?

Give her five minutes.

They're trying to frame me.

I never even met this woman

I'm supposed to have raped.

Wrong.

She goes to the pharmacy where you work.

So do hundreds of women.

I didn't rape her.

I asked Lucy to send you a package

of photos and stuff.

Why?

So you'd get to know me better.

Being cute with Cap'n Crunch isn't gonna make a difference.

Why don't you try facing who you really are?

What's your connection to Marsden?

He's my brother.

How did you find him?

Coincidence.

Nothing to do with those cold case DNA samples

that Doc Warner ran for you?

I can't say.

What does your partner know about this?

Nothing.

Elliot.

Well, if he knows nothing,

why was he with you in New Jersey

four nights ago?

Your partner just told me her good news.

She's got a baby brother.

How did she find him?

I think that's for Liv to say.

I've put my head on the block dozens of times for you two,

and you're gonna hit me with this thin blue line crap?

You've already compromised one case--

maybe others.

Why should I keep you together?

Why should I keep you at all?

Hey, Captain,

remember our man-on-man rapist Bobby Trapido?

We got two of his Attica boyfriends on tape.

Just go home.

Yeah, we're in a gang.

It's religious in nature.

The Devil's Disciples.

Was Bobby Trapido a member?

Bobby, he was gang property.

What does that mean?

We owned him, we'd use him.

You mean sexually?

When we were bored, we rented him out.

A lot more of that, and another six cons

singing the same tune.

Can you use this?

You bet.

I'll need Huang.

Did Bobby resist?

Sure she did, at first.

Then we held her down,

and the little princess enjoyed it even more.

Freakin' fag!

Easy, easy, princess!

Why are you listening to these pieces of crap?

I've never had sex with men!

We got six other pieces of crap

that say you did.

It's a bunch of lies.

It's not, Mr. Trapido, but it is a disgrace.

You were raped in prison, but no one did a thing.

That's why we're here.

I'm a psychiatrist with the FBI.

We want to use your case to build support

for President Bush's Prison Rape Prevention Act.

You what?

We're giving these tapes

to Dateline,

so the American people can learn all about the trauma

that you suffered in prison.

You can't do that.

Everybody in the country

is gonna know about you, Bobby.

And it'll do you a lot of good

to speak publicly about your sexual humiliation.

Please, don't do this to me.

There's only one alternative, Bobby.

You go to court, and you tell the judge

everything you did.

I'll testify that the crimes that you committed outside

were caused by the crimes that you suffered inside.

And I'll recommend any prison time be served

in a psychiatric facility,

where you'll be safe, and you'll get treatment.

This is your chance to make it right

for all the victims.

For yourself.

Did you rape this man?

Yes.

I'm sorry.

That's good work.

Not very ethical, but we got a result.

I'd like your advice on something, Doc.

Benson and Stabler.

If you had to choose between saving your partner

and saving a member of the public,

which would you do?

Olivia?

Yeah.

I'm done.

Thought you could use some company.

El, whichever way this goes,

it doesn't have to take you down too.

Why don't we see what happens?

What's this stuff?

Simon Marsden sent it over to me

so I could get to know him better.

Get to know him better?

Think he's guilty?

My head says, yeah, he's guilty,

and my heart says...

how could he be?

He's my brother.

But there's things about this case

that I don't like.

Like, a good lawyer could get that lineup thrown out

in a heartbeat.

And Captain Millfield has focused on Marsden

since the beginning,

at the exclusion of all others.

What was that name-- the captain's?

Millfield. Julia Millfield, why?

Carrie Millfield.

Sister?

They sure look alike.

Captain Millfield's sister went to school with your brother?

Did Marsden say anything?

I don't think he ever met her.

I mean, how many of our perps meet Cragen?

And the one time that I suggested

that we talk to him together,

she refused.

Of course I knew Carrie.

I went to school with her.

And Julia?

Yeah, I knew her,

but I had no idea she was involved,

or even that she was a cop.

Any reason that she might have a grudge against you?

We checked her employment file.

Six years ago she was working

a homicide investigation in Jersey City.

Yeah, I remember.

I gave DNA samples.

And I was questioned by the cops.

But I never saw Julia.

Well, maybe she saw you or saw your name.

Somehow, your DNA is still in the system.

That's how I found you.

All right, why don't we start

telling the truth here?

Does Julia have a grudge against you?

Simple question: does Julia have a grudge against you?

It's because of her sister Carrie.

What does that mean?

We liked each other

and she was my date at the school dance.

And afterwards, you know, we were in the car,

and we were kissing and stuff.

And it started getting pretty hot

and then suddenly she pulled away.

I thought she was just playing around,

so I pulled her back and kept going.

But I tore her dress and she started to cry.

And, you know, I said, "I'm really sorry."

And I drove her home

and she seemed okay.

And then the next day, her dad came around and told me

I assaulted her.

And that if he ever saw me near her again,

he was gonna call the police.

But nothing happened.

Nothing.

I work sex crimes, remember?

I deal with rape victims, rapists--

I'm not a rapist.

Well, I don't know what to tell you,

'cause it all adds up.

The stalking incidents, Donna Leonte,

and now Carrie Millfield, where it all started?

I didn't do any of it.

I never hurt Carrie.

- You ripped her dress. - It was an accident!

That's not what she told her dad.

She lied!

Just like all the other girls?

Yes.

Why don't you just admit it?

You're a rapist like your father.

No, I am not like my father.

I swear to you, Olivia.

I swear.

You know me.

How can I know you?

You knew I was out there,

and you came looking for me.

That's how you found me.

No, I could never lie to my big sister.

I could never lie to you.

Never.

Ooh, I haven't seen Marsden in over 16 years.

I had no idea it was the same man.

He's got the same name.

And he's the guy who allegedly

assaulted your sister.

It's hard to believe you didn't make the connection.

It doesn't matter what you believe, Detective Benson.

It does matter what a good lawyer

can make a jury believe.

I mean, even a bad one can spin

a pretty convincing story of police persecution

out of this mess.

Let's see how he spins this.

DNA results from hairs found on Donna Leonte's panties.

Perfect match to Simon Marsden.

And just so you know,

after the night nothing happened with Simon Marsden,

my sister flunked out, became an alcoholic,

and has been in and out of psych hospitals ever since.

Still think he's innocent?

Thanks for calling.

Riverpark P.D. went to pick up Marsden.

He jumped bail.

Does the girlfriend know anything?

No.

Do you?

What are you saying, Elliot?

You're family, aren't you?

I would never interfere with an investigation.

Never.

And screw you for saying that.

Look, I'm sorry, but I had to ask.

Thanks for waiting.

I discussed your situation with George Huang,

and at his recommendation, I want you to undergo

an independent psychological assessment.

Why?

So I can decide if it's appropriate for you

to continue working together.

And if we refuse?

You make my decision easy.

In my opinion,

detectives Benson and Stabler have

a degree of mutual reliance

and emotional dependence

that compromises their effectiveness

as police officers.

In other words?

They're too close.

You recommend I split them up?

If you want to lose your two best detectives.