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(male announcer)
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.

(man)
If you point
your telescopes north,

you can just make out
Cancer, the Crab.

And just below it
is Ursa Major,

also known
as the great bear.

(boy)
I got something
great and bare

right here.

Let me see, let me see.
Let go!

I can't see her.

Emmet,
she's right there.

(man)
You're supposed to be
looking at the sky,

not spying on people.

Whoa.

What's the matter?

I think she's dead.

A bunch of scouts

stargazing from the roof
up there spotted her.

They're looking down
to see stars?

More like peeping
at other heavenly bodies.

Never got
that merit badge.

How'd you I.D. her?

Found her bag in the alley
next to the building.

Perp tossed it over the side,
cleaned it out first,

but missed
her driver's license.

(Stabler)
Allison Downey.
Address in Yonkers.

Must be a good one.

This is an $800 dress.

(Benson)
Out on the town,
picked up the wrong guy.

Who cracked her skull
with something blunt and heavy.

We didn't recover the weapon.

Fluids?
None.

But her panties
are pulled down

and there's trauma
to her vaginal area.

How long
has she been dead?

Based on body temp
and the cold weather,

I'd say between 20,
24 hours.

That's last night
between 8:00 and midnight.

There's no drag marks.

And if you used a gun
or a knife to force her up here,

why use a blunt object
to kill her?

Okay.
She must have known him.

They came up
to the roof to have sex.

She changes her mind,
he rapes her,

clocks her,

tries to make it
look like a robbery.

Both roof doors are
locked from the inside.

Maybe our perp's
someone from the building.

Have Munch and Fin
do a canvass.

We'll do notification.

It's my daughter.

It's Allison.

Mrs. Downey, we are
very sorry for your loss.

Can you tell us

when the last time
you saw Allison was?

Yesterday morning.

She's been living with us
since she graduated college.

But she often
goes into the city

to stay with friends
overnight.

Did she tell you
who they were?

I didn't ask.

Did she have a boyfriend?

A guy she met
at school.

He lives in Boston.

Mrs. Downey,
can you tell us how

we can get in touch
with your husband?

[doorknob rattles]

Oh, God, it's him.
I can't tell him.

I can't tell him.

Mom?

Allison?

Oh, God!

Oh, God!

They said you were dead!

They said you were dead.

[sobbing]

Where did you find
my license?

In the purse
of a murder victim

in Manhattan.

Any idea how it
could have gotten there?

I lost it.
I had to get a new one.

Elliot.

Check this out.

Who's this
in the picture with you?

My cousin Lisa.

(Stabler)
Where does she live?

In Queens.
Glen Oaks.

Could she have
taken your license?

No.

I mean, it's possible.

Lisa's younger
than you are, isn't she?

She just turned 15.

You gave her
your license.

[crying]
I'm sorry.

She was going out
with this college guy.

And he was into music,
and she begged me for my license

so she could
get into clubs with him.

She didn't do drugs,
never got in trouble.

I thought it was okay.

This, uh, college guy--
you know his name?

She never told me.

(Warner)
Cause of death is a massive
cerebral hemorrhage

due to blunt force trauma.

Crime Scene still hasn't
found the murder weapon.

Any idea
what we're looking for?

Something metallic
with a rounded end.

Ball-peen hammer?

There were metal fragments
in the wound.

I sent samples over
to a metallurgist.

Hopefully, he can
narrow it down for us.

How old's this bruise?

I'd say about
four to six weeks.

Somebody gave her
one hell of a black eye.

Probably why she had on
so much makeup.

That, and she wanted
to look grownup.

She's 15 years old.

What kind of parents
let their kid go out clubbing

on a school night?

Ask her father.

He's here.

[crying]
It's Lisa.

Oh, God, my baby!

Lisa.

[sobbing]

Who'd do this?

(Stabler)
We're still investigating.

You find
the son of a bitch.

Do you know where Lisa was
Monday night

between 8:00
and midnight?

I talked to her
that afternoon.

She said she
was going out...

for pizza
with some friends.

When was the last time
you saw Lisa?

Monday morning.

Before I left.

I'm a truck driver.

18-wheeler.

You remember
what she was wearing?

Her school uniform.

You sure about that?

You don't think I know
what my kid wears to school?

It's just that when
we found Lisa,

she was wearing
an $800 cocktail dress.

You know anything
about that?

No!

Her cousin said that she was
dating an older guy.

Lisa never told me
she had a boyfriend.

(Stabler)
Her mother know?

Her mother died
nine months ago.

[sobbing]

I checked
Lisa's attendance.

She went to all
of her classes on Monday.

Last kid you'd think
something like this

could happen to.

Why's that?

When her mother died,
Lisa took over the household.

She cooked, cleaned,

and still managed
to get good grades.

She kept it together,
even though her mother was gone,

and her father
was never around.

Guy's gotta
make a living.

Of course,
but so many parents

work such long hours,

they're too tired
to deal with their children.

When kids don't get

the attention
and affection they need,

they look for it elsewhere.

You think Lisa
was one of those kids?

I don't think so.

The only time
I ever had to call her in

was over
the sex bracelets,

and I'm sure that
was just peer pressure.

Sex bracelets?

Different colored bracelets
the girls wear,

signaling which sex acts
they're willing to perform.

Uh, yellow's hugging,
purple's kissing,

red is for a lap dance,

blue is for oral sex,

and don't make me
say what black is for.

And Lisa
was wearing 'em?

Well, all the girls
in her grade were.

But to be honest with you,
I don't know

which girls were doing it
and which ones weren't.

Well, who would
know about Lisa?

Ask Angela Agnelli.

She was Lisa's
best friend.

The bracelets were just
a stupid joke.

We all wore them.

I called them
sex bracelets,

and all of a sudden
it was like this big thing

with the boys.

What boys?

Just some guys
in our class.

They started
calling us sluts

because we weren't
interested in them.

So Lisa didn't
have a boyfriend?

None of us do.

Boys are way too immature,
[cell phone rings]

and, anyway,
we're too busy.

Doing what?

Studying.

Lisa was really
focused on college.

It's what her mom wanted.

Can I go?
I've got Spanish.

Sure.

Thanks.

How many teenage girls
do you know

who are too busy
to have boyfriends?

None.
That was T.A.R.U.

Morales has something.

(Morales)
Lisa's BlackBerry.

(Benson)
Where'd you find it?

Dumpster back of the building
next to where she was murdered.

Tossing it in the dumpster

shouldn't cause
that much damage.

I think your perp
tap-danced on the thing first.

Didn't want us
to find his name on it.

Unfortunately,
water or some other liquid

got inside and fried
the CPU.

So how do you know
it's Lisa's?

The flash memory card
was pretty beat up,

but I was able
to extract some data.

Mostly stuff you'd expect
from teenagers.

One place she went
I think you'd find interesting.

(Stabler)
hotpersonals.net?

(Morales)
Teen singles web site.

I got Lisa's username
and accessed her profile.

"Likes:
Tattoos and six-packs.

Dislikes:
Piercings, ugly guys."

I also found
some of her emails.

Lisa's handle
is Queens Teen.

"Queens Teen: I'm so bored.

"Quick Nick: Me too.
Wanna hook up?

Queens Teen: We can play
Bill and Monica again."

(Morales)
Nick's not the only one.

There are others--
lots of others.

Her dad's on the road
all the time.

She's got the whole
house alone.

Pretty much do
whatever she wants.

Any idea who
this Quick Nick is?

I got his name
from the site's webmaster.

Neighbor of Lisa's
out in Queens.

Nicky Sims.

Lisa who?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I hooked up
with her for a while,

but that was, like,
months ago.

Hooked up?

Yeah, you know.

You do it
with no strings attached.

Friends with benefits.

Okay, so why did
the benefits stop?

'Cause Lisa got bored.
Said it was time to move on.

How long were you two dating?

Only ugly people date.

Look, I gotta fly--

And you didn't care
that she dumped you?

No. I was hooking up with,
like, three other girls anyway.

Who else was Lisa
hooking up with?

Practically
every cute guy at school.

The girl was on a mission.

And you weren't?

I'm more into girls.

Lisa was for a while, too,
when she got tired of boys.

How long did that last?

Until she started doing
the older guys

she met on the Internet.

She wasn't scared
of having sex

with people
that she didn't know?

Why would she be?

You chat with them
online first,

and you can
check their profiles.

Lisa was looking
for mature men.

She find any?

Yeah, she really
liked one.

You know his name?

No, but Lisa's friend
Angela might.

Sweet.

Hi.

You forgot to mention
that Lisa was hooking up

with half of Queens.

Because she wasn't
doing that anymore.

You dress up like that
to do your homework?

Everyone dresses like this.

Including Lisa.

So what?

So you lied to us.

I'm sorry, I just--

I didn't want you guys to think
that she was a slut

and tell her dad.

Who is the older guy

that she met online?

It was a college student.

He took her to some clubs,
got her some clothes.

He was rich.

She was really into him until
he started getting jealous.

About what?

Her hooking up
with other guys.

Got so mad,
he hit her once.

Did she tell you that?

No.

But she had
this big, black eye,

and she said
she ran into a door.

But I knew he hit her.

What's this guy's name?

Andy Wall.

I don't know
any Lisa.

Well, maybe you know her
as Allison Downey.

That's not her name?

She used
her cousin's license

to get into clubs
with you.

She was only 15.

Oh, my God.

But she's dead?

How?

Somebody beat the hell
out of her.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
wait a second.

You think I killed her?

I would never hurt her.

We split up.
I haven't seen her in months.

You're still
talking to her.

We dumped your phones.

You called her
the day she died.

Friends talk to each other.
So, what,
you bash her head in

when you
ran out of words?
No, I didn't hurt her!

Now, we hear
that you got so worked up

when you found out about
all the guys she was doing

that you
smacked her around.

I loved her.

Pissed you off then

when she broke up
with you.

That's not what happened.
I dumped her.

But you loved her.
Why dump her?

Because when I confronted her
about the other guys,

she acted like I was
the one with the problem.

I never hit her,
and I swear I didn't kill her.

Where were you Monday night

between 8:00 and midnight?

I was studying
for a mid-term.

Anyone vouch for that?

Yeah,
my whole study group.

I was there
till 3:00 in the morning.

Cramming for an exam
on Camus' The Stranger.

Same story
from all five study buddies.

Lisa slept with guys
she met on the Internet.

Killer could be anywhere.

You know, when we were kids,
our parents told us

that we were too young
to date just one person.

Now you pray your kids
only date one person.

I'm sure Lisa's father
would agree.

What now?

Warner called.

Lisa had HIV.

Every kid she slept with's
been exposed.

A third of sexually active
teens in this country

have a sexually transmitted
infection.

So any one of the boys
Lisa was hooking up with

could have infected her.

And ever other girl
he had sex with.

That's a lot of kids
at risk.

More than
you can imagine.

This is a model used
by the CDC

to calculate
the spread of HIV

in urban areas.

Once there are
a certain number of carriers,

which we call
critical mass,

the disease begins to spread
exponentially

among those
who don't use condoms.

The red dots
on the screen

represent each person
infected in just one week.

And that's
after two weeks.

Now imagine that happening
in one part of Queens.

We're talking
about an epidemic.

Any way to get
the names of those red dots?

Each HIV infection
has to be reported,

but the names
are kept anonymous.

But I made a list
of Lisa's partners

from her web pages
and the interviews you did.

The health department will
notify the ones they can locate.

If Lisa confronted
the guy who gave her HIV,

maybe he murdered her
to keep it a secret.

Did she even know
that she was positive?

Yes.

Lab found traces of Combivir
and D-four-T in her blood.

Someone was prescribing her
anti-retrovirals.

So we find this doctor.

Maybe he knows
who infected her.

What?

I know one of these boys.

(Stabler)
Kathleen.

Uh, see you later.

Dad, what are you
doing here?

I need to talk with you.

You and mom
are getting a divorce?

No, no, no.

I wouldn't tell you
this way, anyway.

That boy Jed that you
were going out with--

what's his last name?

Uh, Baldwin.
Why?

When did you
go out with him?

A couple of months ago.

Why are you
asking me this?

I don't want you
to get the wrong idea.

Okay.

But...did you
do anything with him?

You mean did we have sex?

Yes.
That's private.

I know.
Then why
are you asking me?

I can't tell you.

So then why
should I tell you?

Because I'm your father,
and it's really important.

I didn't have sex
with Jed.

Did you do anything else
with him?

No, that's why
he broke up with me.

Because I wouldn't.

You okay, Dad?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm fine.

I love you.

I'll pick you up
Saturday.

You're welcome
to take a look,

but your people
already searched the room.

Mr. Downey...

has Lisa been
to the doctor lately?

No, our, um,
medical insurance

was through
my wife's job.

We lost it when she died.

Why?

Traces of two medications

were found
in Lisa's blood.

She never told me
she was sick.

She didn't
want you to know.

She had HIV.

Oh, God.

Who gave it to her?
We don't know.

That's what we're
trying to find out.

Have you noticed any
pill bottles around the house?

No.

We only got
one medicine cabinet

in the bathroom.

I would have
seen them.

Mr. Downey...

did Lisa have a job?

She was supposed to be
studying, not working.

Why?

This closet is filled
with designer clothes.

Thousands of dollars worth.

Her allowance
was 25 bucks a week.

Any idea who
bought her these?

I don't know.

It's like I don't
know anything about her.

Most of her clothes come from
a place called Her Boutique.

Elliot...

D-four-T.
Combivir.

Prescribed
by Dr. Derek Tanner,

Whitestone
Hospital Center.

Lisa was just in here
last week for a follow-up.

I, um, saw her picture
in the paper.

Do you know
who killed her?

Well, we're hoping that
you can help us find out.

Now, do you know
how Lisa got exposed?

You know HIV information
is confidential.

But, Dr. Tanner,
we have reason to believe

that Lisa
was sexually active

with a very large
number of partners.

I told her
to contact all of them.

I referred her
for counseling.

I did everything
I could legally do.

But I couldn't
force her to do any of it.

Right, now,
what about the people

she may have infected?

Look, get a release
from Lisa's father

and I'll tell you
everything I can.

I want to help you,
I do.

But I have
to protect my patients.

Lisa didn't
have insurance,

so she had to pay
for the medication

and all those clothes?

Must have cost her
thousands of dollars.

I bet college boy Andy
wasn't so generous.

Maybe she had
a sugar daddy.

We can start with the bags
in her closet

from Her Boutique.

That's the dress
Lisa was wearing.

Uh, can I
help you?

Yeah, police.

Can you tell us if you've
seen this girl in your store?

I don't remember her.
We get a lot of customers.

Has any one of them
bought this dress recently?

I'll look.

Last one we sold
was Monday.

Paid for
with a credit card?

Cash, but I wasn't
working then.

So I really
can't help you.

Do you have
a surveillance system?

(Stabler)
There's Lisa.

(woman)
Sale was registered
at 11:10 A.M.

Who's the guy?

Brian.
He's one of the managers.

Where's she going?

Probably to the fitting rooms,
back here.

He's going with her.

I've never had a male manager
help me try on clothes.

Can you fast forward?

Sure.

Stop.
Stop.

Right there.
There she is.

Time code says they were gone
for over 10 minutes.

That's weird.

Sales in the system,

but she never
went near the register.

Maybe Brian
bought it for her.

Is he working today?

He's taking sales inventory
in the stock room.

[man groaning]

What's that
sound like to you?

[groaning continues]

Yo! Brian!

Hey!
Hey, hey.

You're in trouble.

Elliot.

Angela.

I don't see
what you're so upset about.

You're selling yourself
for clothes.

No, I'm not.

Brian just likes
to buy me pretty things.

Yeah, in exchange
for sex.

Have a seat.

I do not have sex
with him.

No? Then what do you call
what you did to Brian?

It's only oral.

Oral sex, Angela.

So what?

It's the same thing
I usually do when I hooked up.

At least this way,
I get something out of it.

Louis Vuitton bag,
Prada shoes,

Dolce & Gabbana top.

That's at least
two grand right there.

You're telling me that one guy
spent that much on you?

It's not like
I do this all the time.

You want to wind up
like Lisa?

No.

So she was hooking
at the mall with you, right?

Yes.

Until she started
using the hotel.

What hotel?

The Barrington.

She used to bring me
little soaps

and shampoos.

When did she start
turning tricks at the hotel?

Couple months ago.

But I never did.

You still use the stock room.

I only
did it for clothes!

But Lisa
was way into it!

Especially after the guy

told us how much
money we could make.

What guy?

He picked us up
at the mall.

We were--we were
window shopping.

That's how we got guys
to buy us stuff and--

He said that we could
make some real money

at this hotel.

He works there?

At the front desk.

I think his name
was Jerome.

Here's your room key,
Mr. Stabler.

Is there anything else
I can get for you?

Well, you know,
I'll tell ya,

I'm, uh, a little stiff
after my long flight.

How about a massage?

How much for your best one?

Well, that can be
quite expensive.

Well, that's not a problem.

You just make sure
that she's young

and good
at what she does.

I think I can find
what you're looking for

in, say, half an hour?

[knock on door]

Hi.
I'm Brandy.

You're late.

I wanted to look
pretty for you.

You're awfully cute.

[clicks tongue]

So how much?

300...an hour.

2,000
for the whole night.

[both chuckle]

Two, three.

I gotta ask you something.
Why do you do this?

God, you're not
one of those, are you?

No, I'm one of these.

Crap!

Can't interest you
in a freebie?

Not tonight.

So, Brandy,

tell me...

What's Jerome's cut?

What do you think I am,

a pimp?
You bet.

Okay, so the girls
throw me a 20 once in a while.

You're recruiting them
from shopping malls.

Brandy says that you
take 70%.

You gonna bust my balls
for something that happens

in every hotel
in the country?

And you're gonna tell me
every hotel in the country

has child prostitution?

What are you talking about?
Brandy's 19.

Yeah?

This girl was 15.

Never seen her before.

Why don't you take
a better look,

unless you want your
high-class hotel to find out

you're being questioned
for murder?

Murder--Allison's dead?

Oh, well,
now he knows her.

Her name's Lisa.

Haven't seen her
for months.

Were any of your guests
particularly fond of her?

There's one guy
always asked for her.

Didn't want to see
anyone else.

(Benson)
Can you describe him?

Early '30s,
reddish-blonde.

Good-looking guy.

First time he stayed with us
was for a medical convention.

Derek Tanner?

Yeah.

Dr. Tanner's
with a patient right now.

[crash]
What was that?

(Mr. Downey)
You're gonna tell me
what I wanna know!

Oh, damn it.

(Tanner)
I don't know anything!

You knew Lisa had HIV!

That's enough!

Mr. Downey!
He's crazy!

Inside, let's go!
In here.

I want him charged.

Yeah, well, you're the one
who's gonna be charged.

With what?

Having sex with
his 15-year-old daughter.

What is it?
You wanna go to jail too?

I want to find the guy
who killed my little girl!

That is my job,
and you're gonna let us do it!

And the next time,
I'm gonna lock you up!

Lisa's gone, my wife's gone!

What difference does it make
what happens to me?!

I have seen
a lot of good people

who have lost everything.

Thought they had nothing
left to live for

after a loved one's murder.

But you gotta keep going.

Think about Lisa.
Your wife.

Would they want to see you
sitting in prison?

You can get through this.

Have you got a priest
you can talk to?

[scoffs]
Yeah, I guess.

What about Dr. Tanner?

I'll deal with him.

How'd it feel?

How'd it feel?
Get off me!

Screwing a 15-year-old.
You like that?

I didn't know she was 15.
You're a liar!

You were
banging her for weeks!

Come on.
She came on to me.

Where,
the high school?

I was in town from Providence
for a convention.

She approached me
in the hotel lobby.

She was beautiful.

She was 15!

She said that she was 21!

Look, I never
paid for sex before.

But that night I did,
and it was incredible.

You're pathetic.

I couldn't stop seeing her.

I was addicted.

So why'd you kill her?
I didn't.

You knew she had HIV.

You knew your love affair
would come out sometime.

You think I care
about that?

I quit my job to move here
so I could be with her.

I gave her everything
that she wanted!

I loved her.

[grunting]

[door closes]

You okay?

Yep.

[grunt]

[panting]

What a world.

Same as always.

No, things have changed.

Maybe you have.

Yeah, maybe.

You lose a family, whew.

That's when it all starts
to disintegrate.

Elliot...

you have great kids.

That's what
Lisa's father thought.

Check out Dr. Tanner's
alibi?

We had to let him go.

Hospital said he worked
a night shift on Monday.

It's almost impossible
for him to get away for an hour

to kill Lisa.

Yeah, well, he did
claim that he loved her.

Really?

Then why was he about
to go back to his family

in Rhode Island?

He was married?

With a kid.

I just talked to his wife.
Tanner was broke.

Credit cards
were maxed out.

He spent all his money
on Lisa.

Now he's begging his wife
to take him back.

Maybe Lisa
didn't want him to go.

Give me two minutes.

Let's check out what else
Dr. Tanner forgot to tell us.

[indistinct voices]

No pulse.

I told him.

I told him!

You think
Lisa's father did it?

Who else?

You promised you'd
stay away from Tanner.

I didn't kill Tanner.

You were
in his apartment.

Your fingerprints
were on the doorknob.

All right,
I followed him home.

I had to find out
who hurt my baby.

I went upstairs,
the door was open,

I went inside.

But he was already dead.

Tim, listen to me.

I know you've
been through a lot.

Losing your daughter,
finding out she had HIV.

I mean, my God.

And if I'd found out

she'd been with an older man
in some hotel...

I'd have
shot the bastard too.

What are you talking about?

Are you saying
my little girl was a whore?

Lisa was a good girl!

He murdered her,
didn't he?

I didn't shoot him.

But I sure as hell
wish I did!

Crime Scene searched
Downey's truck,

his car, his house--
no gun.

He could have
tossed it anywhere.

They find anything
in Tanner's apartment?

So far, the only prints
are from Tanner, Lisa,

her father, and one
unidentified person.

Tim Downey is still
our best bet.

Captain,
Downey did not know

Tanner had sex with Lisa
until I told him.

I don't think
he's our guy.

What'd you guys find?

Nothing more
in Tanner's apartment.

But we found this
in his locker at the hospital.

Scarf from St. Tabitha's
high school.

It's gotta be Lisa's.

Well, then,
she has two,

because I found one
exactly like that

in her closet.

There's a monogram on it.
"AA."

As in Angela Agnelli.

Locker number 503.
Right here.

It's not exactly
your school uniform.

Hey!
You can't go in there!

School says we can.
Locker's their property.

But that's my stuff!

What's on the tape?

I don't know.
It's Lisa's.

She asked me
to hold it for her.

Hmm. Why don't we
take a look at it?

(Benson)
A little girl-on-girl
action.

(Cragen)
There's our scarf.

(Stabler)
And there's our Dr. Tanner.

Whoa.
Hey, baby, I got somethin'
for ya!

Did we contact
Angela's parents?

They're in Europe.

They gave us
permission to talk to her,

but they didn't want
to interrupt their trip.

That's nice.

Tanner videotaped

his own
little love train.

That explains why

he had Angela's scarf.

She knew about Lisa and Tanner
the whole time.

This is humiliating.

Y-You didn't watch it,
did you?

Uh, ahem...

Yeah, we did.

I didn't wanna do it,
but Lisa begged me.

She said that she
needed cash,

and Dr. Tanner was willing
to pay us a lot of money.

How much?

$500.

Each.

It's true.

Angela, you have
lied to us about everything.

We're trying
to catch the person

who murdered
your best friend,

and you just
keep lying.

Because I didn't want you
to find out what I did.

So what else
have you done?

Nothing.

I swear.

What about Lisa?

[sighs]

She made
some other videos.

A lot of other videos.

She was doing hardcore?

Yeah.

She took me
to a porn store

and showed me
all of her DVDs.

She said I could
use the video

as an audition tape,

and I could
make a lot of money.

I never wanted
to do it again.

Who was Lisa
making movies for?

Some guy named Max.

(man)
Okay, Gina,
that's great, great.

Now take him
over to the couch.

That's it.

Okay, move the camera.
Let's get the camera in.

Max Long.
Shh.

Police.

Gaa! Cut!

We're filming here.

Not anymore.

We're not doing
anything illegal.

What the hell
is this about?

Child porn.

What, you think
I'm stupid?

I don't make that stuff.

Yeah, well,
then who's this?

Trudi Strutz starring in
Trudi, Madly, Deeply.

What are you
talking about?

That's Allison.

She's 19.

No, that's Lisa.
She's 15.

And she's dead.

No, I checked
her driver's license.

She's 19.
I have it on file.

It was her cousin's.

Well, you can't
bust me for this.

It's an honest mistake.
This is child porn.

Where were you
Monday night?

Filming--
Wendy Does the White House.

Where?

An apartment on Eighth Avenue,
till 2:00 a.m.

You think I killed her?

That girl was like
a daughter to me.

You get off watching
your daughter have sex?

She wanted to do porn.

You should be
talking to her boyfriend,

not harassing me.

Who's the boyfriend?

Derek Tanner.

Guy's obsessed with her.

We've already spoken
with Dr. Tanner.

He's a doctor?

Was--treated Lisa
for HIV.

She had HIV?

Let's not pretend
you don't know.

You think I'd be
filming if I did?

I gotta shut down production,
call my actors.

Get 'em all tested.
You gotta give me some time.

Sleaze bag's
talking to his lawyer.

All we've got him on

is promoting the sexual
performance of a minor.

He's gonna make bail
in five minutes.

What about Long's alibi?

Clears him
for Lisa's murder.

Not for taking her
the final step into hell.

How did this happen?

Six months ago, she was
just another 15-year-old.

Till she started hooking up
with half of Queens.

After that,
it's no big deal

to have sex
for designer clothes

or prostitute yourself
in a hotel.

And she ends up
as Trudi Strutz, porn star.

She ends up
dead on a roof.

(Fin)
You better take a look
at this.

Hospital was investigating
Doc Tanner's billing.

He gave a bunch of patients
fake names

and social security numbers

so nobody could trace
the tests he ran on them.

HIV tests.
And STDs.

Who was paying?
Company called Long Video.

As in Max Long.

Tanner was giving HIV tests
to Max Long's porn stars.

Which means Max was lying.
He knew Lisa had HIV.

Why would Tanner
risk his license

to do the tests?

Because Max Long
was blackmailing him.

Max knew that he was
having sex with a 15-year-old.

It still doesn't explain
who killed Lisa.

Take a look at this.

Max said his porn shoot
was at 695 Eighth Avenue.

Lisa was found
at 590 Ninth.

It sounds like
they're blocks apart.

They're both
on 44th Street.

They could
back onto each other.

John, Fin, get up there.

See if there's access
across the rooftops.

Olivia, Elliot,
check with the crime lab,

where they are
in forensics.

About time.

My client's been
extremely cooperative.

Forensic metallurgists
found traces

of brushed aluminum
in the wounds on Lisa's head.

Just like
the tripods you use.

Lots of things
are made of aluminum.

That is true,
but the tripod head,

like this one that we found
in your client's office,

had Lisa's hair, skin,
and blood in the screw threads.

So, Max...

why'd you do it?

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

You knew that Lisa

was infected with HIV,

and you let her go on
making porn.

I told you I had no idea
she was positive.

Saw the hospital records.

Test results
were sent to you.

Plus, your alibi
is not very good.

To get from the porn shoot
on Eighth Avenue

to the building where
Lisa was found on Ninth Avenue

takes under three minutes.

Adjoining roofs.

That was clever.

20 people will swear
Mr. Long was working

at the time
of the girl's death.

We'll see.

Why don't you come
with me, Mr. Long?

(Novak)
I'm sure you recognize the cast
of Wendy Does the White House.

(Long)
What are they doing here?

(Benson)
We thought
they'd want to know

that you concealed
Lisa's HIV status from them.

And I thought you were
the porn producer

with a heart of gold, Max.

All that stuff about
caring for your actors, that...

really got to me.
I do care.

Okay, I admit I made
a mistake with Lisa, but--

Yeah, you did,
and they're pissed.

You exposed them all
to HIV.

I didn't want
to start a panic.

No, you didn't want
to stop filming.

I had a chance
to chat with your cast,

and they had a lot
to talk about.

Like how whenever
Lisa complained,

you slapped her around
to shut her up.

And how you left the set
for 20 minutes

around 10 P.M.
the night Lisa died

to shoot
some establishing shots.

You even took your camera
and your tripod with you.

You knew a child

with HIV would ruin you.

So you told her
to meet you up on that roof

and you beat her brains in.

Problem solved.
Fascinating.

But it's all speculation.

You think?

A 15-year-old victim

and a big,
ugly porn producer

with motive, means,
and opportunity.

I cannot wait to get this
in front of a jury.

And once we get you
for Lisa's murder,

then we'll get you
for Dr. Tanner's.

I didn't kill...Tanner.

We're gonna
prove that you did.

You won't.

Mr. Long was at a charity dinner
last night

along with
several hundred people.

There's a table
full of witnesses.

Fine.

Max Long,
you're under arrest

for the murder
of Lisa Downey.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can
and will be used against you

in a court of law.

You have the right
to an attorney...

Mr. Downey.

They told me you got the guy
that killed Lisa.

I wanted to say thanks.

How are you doing?

Ah, I'm getting there.

I know how much
you loved Lisa.

You look after yours, okay?

(Cragen)
Elliot...

Max Long
didn't kill Tanner.

I know.
I checked his alibi.

No, no, no.
We got more than that.

The lab called.

The mystery prints
in Tanner's apartment

match the prints
on the videotape

of Angela and Lisa.

[school bell rings]

[laughing]

Bye. See ya.

Hey, what's up?

What's up?

We found the man
who murdered Lisa.

It was Max Long.

Wow, so I guess
it's over.

Well, he didn't
kill Dr. Tanner.

Do you know who did?

No. Why would I?

This tape that we
got out of your locker.

Lisa didn't ask you
to keep it for her.

She did.

For once,
don't lie to me.

I swear.

There's gunshot residue
on the tape.

Your fingerprint
is in the residue.

You went to Dr. Tanner's
apartment,

you took
your father's gun.

Why'd you shoot him?

I asked him
to give me the tape.

He said he couldn't,
because he would go to jail.

All I kept thinking was...

that somebody would see it.

And my life would be ruined.

I pointed the gun
at him and...

He grabbed it.

And it went off.

I'm sorry!

I'm so sorry.

I just wanted
my life back!

[sobbing]

Shh. Shh.

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