All language subtitles for Law.and.Order.SVU.S11E02.HDTV.XviD-LOL

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.

- [grunting]

Hey, please don't hurt me.
Please don't hurt me.

Rusty.
- Get out, ed.

This treasure is mine.
- Not if I get there first.

- I'm f.T.F.
- No, I'm first to find.

- [laughs]
- it's my treasure, rusty.

[laughs]

Oh, my god.

- Dead female,
maybe 20, no I.D.

Stuffed in a samsonite.

- Was she raped?
- Not my area of expertise.

But who ever did her,
stripped her nude.

- Killer doesn't want
to leave any clues.

Where's our m.E.?

- If her name is warner,
she's still piecing together

A jumper
off the chrysler building--

Said to knock yourselves out.

- Neck is bruised.

Looks like she was strangled.

Boy, he had to bend her up
pretty tight

To fit her in the suitcase.

- But how'd she get here,
she get dumped off a train?

- There's a maintenance access
door about a quarter-mile east.

That's how the two
who found her got down here.

[guys squabbling]

- Fellas...

Fellas, nypd.

You found the body?

- Yes, sir.
- Uh, he did not.

- Shut up, rusty.
- No, I was here first.

- Yeah, and I opened
the suitcase.

- Girls, girls!
You're both pretty.

- What, this lard ass?
- No, I am not fat!

- Hey, hey, hey!
Listen to me, stop.

- He started it.
Scrawny little runt.

- Well, we're gonna finish it
down at the station.

Let's go.
- Oh, nice. Nice work.

- That's great.
Thanks, rusty.

- So who wants to explain

Why you were down
in that tunnel?

[both talking at once]

- Stop. One at a time.
You.

- We're geocachers.
- Come again?

- Geocaching.

It's like a high-tech
scavenger hunt.

Someone plants something
in the city.

Then they go online
and post clues about it

And the rest of us
race to find it.

- Finding a dead girl's
a game.

- Uh, no, there's no way
that she was the treasure.

- Which means it's still
out there.

- Well, we did find this
behind the switcher box

About 10 yards down
the tunnel.

- That's mine, that's mine.
- Hey, guys, enough.

It's nobody's until we decide
whether or not

It's evidence in
a murder case.

But seriously,
can you explain to me

How a bunch of pins
and a yo-yo are treasure?

- Geocaching isn't about
the money.

It's about the buzz you get
being first to find.

- Well, someone got a buzz
killing that girl,

So while you were down there
tripping over her body,

Did you see anyone?

- Just him.

- No trains went by,
no work crew?

- No, I only saw him.

- Okay, so what about the person
that planted this?

- Uh, there was no way
he did that, all right?

Geocachers,
we don't kill people.

- Maybe he saw who did.
Now give us a name.

- That geocacher
is a legend.

- But he only goes by
a nickname

On his website.

"the master baiter."

- [laughs]
every time!

- The master baiter.
- It's ingenious.

- That's good.
- It's really good.

- "techno-treasure hunt,

The world's best geocaching
courtesy of the master baiter."

- He hides his treasure
in crazy places.

Left a lunchbox under the bell
at the stock exchange.

Middle of the central park
reservoir.

Even managed to dangle one
off a gargoyle's nose

At st. John the divine.

- That the treasure
in our train tunnel?

- Yep.
Kicked it off yesterday

With a little video
announcement.

- [distorted voice]
you maniacs ready for

The master baiter?

You're gonna have to dig deep
for this one.

Let the hunt begin.

- Okay, so we got clues
to the lunchbox.

Anything to help us
find him?

- I.P. Address bounces
to a new location

Every time I try
to pin it down.

And the html code
is scrambled too.

- Come on.
Give us a "but."

- But it looks like
the site's updated

Using wi-fi access
on staten island.

A discount store
called the garb barn.

- Uh, customers rarely use
the wi-fi.

Employees love it, though.

Break time, they used to all
run outside and smoke.

Now all they wanna do
is log onto their facespace,

Or mybook or whatever the hell
it is.

- We're gonna need
to talk to them.

- Which one?
You got a name?

- Nickname.

- Look, I got 100 shoppers
in here.

I don't got time to pull
my employees off the floor

So you can quiz them
about a nickname.

- Attention employees,
will the master baiter

Please report to register one?

Master baiter,
register one?

- Not a masturbator,
the master baiter.

- The dead girl in a suitcase?

- Found by a couple
of your fans

Near where you planted
the lunchbox.

- There was no suitcase
in that tunnel.

- You sure?

'cause it's pretty dark
down there.

- I went over that area twice
trying to find

The perfect cache spot.

Saw every nook, cranny,
and ten-pound rat.

- How about a human?
- None.

Not unless you count the ones
in the train

That ruined my video.

- We saw your video.
There was no train.

- Yeah, that was take two.

Take one,
train came round the corner

And ruined the shot.

- Still got the footage?

- You maniacs ready
for the master--

Damn it.

- See?
Screwed the shot.

- There's the suitcase.

- Tossed right off the train.

- Look guys,
I swear, I never saw it.

I mean, once the train left,
I got my good take and I ran.

- Rewind it.
Give me that train number.

- 173.
Orange express to florida.

I cross-refed the tickets
bought with the credit cards

With the dmv photo
and I found our jane doe.

Emily keefe, 20.
She lived in stamford.

- So our victim was
a passenger.

- Sleeping car
one way to tampa.

But the train left
45 minutes late.

It had engine problems.

- So the perp finds her alone
in the compartment,

He kills her,

He stuffs her body
into her suitcase

And then he shoves her
off the train

Once it gets rolling?

- It's a hell of a way to start
a trip to the sunshine state.

- Old school way
to get there too.

Who rides a train
in a private room?

- Only one way to find out.

- Say it wasn't my emily.

God.

What about tank?
Did you find him?

- Tank her boyfriend?

- Dog.
It's okay, she--

She would never have gone
on any kind of a trip

Without tank.

So see, sweetheart?
See?

You see, I mean,
it could be the wrong girl.

- There was no dog,

But your daughter was
the one we found.

- Oh... [sniffling]
- it's okay. You just rest.

That girl was
the world to him.

Even when she was
causing trouble.

- You're emily's stepmother?
- I tried to be.

She was pretty wild
by the time I married don.

Drinking, sneaking out,
dating the wrong types.

- Some girls like bad boys.

- That's why her dad was
so happy when she met owen.

- Owen's her boyfriend?

- Owen cassidy.
Real upscale kid.

Goes sailing.

Then he lost his job
on wall street.

Didn't even care.
Said he's on "funemployment."

- So how does owen
support himself?

- We never figured it out.

He spends all this time
partying and sailing.

- And emily was along
for the ride.

- She lived with him
on his sailboat.

79th street boat basin.

- Owen cassidy.

- What's up?
I'm kind of busy.

- Yeah, well,
fit us into your schedule.

- Hey, you're supposed
to ask permission

To board someone's boat.

- I already got it.

Hey!

Drop it!

Now get over here or
the next one deflates your head.

It's just Flare gun.

That's not a crime.

- Killing emily keefe is.

- What?

- She was found last night.
In a suitcase.

She'd been dumped from a train
headed for florida.

- I don't know anything
about that.

- You're just
the loving boyfriend

Who suddenly takes up running
as soon as the cops arrive?

- I was smoking a joint.
I got scared.

- Liv,
I guess we're wrong.

Owen here knows nothing
about emily.

- Really?
Nothing about florida either?

- This guy won't believe me.

- Then explain the boat-slip
that you own down in tampa.

Cell phone calls made from there
every other week.

- Hmm.

- I...Don't wanna talk
anymore.

- You're gonna talk.

- So owen, what happened?
[cell phone ringing]

Emily start nagging you
to get a job,

Cramping your "funemployment"?

What, did she threaten
to come down there

And ruin your good times?

- Detective tutuola.
What do you got for me?

- The reason your boy booked,

It was a dozen keys of uncut
coke stashed below deck.

- You're joking.

- Yeah, the weird thing is,

There was nothing of emily's
on board.

No clothes, no dog.

Just a tube of lipstick,

But it looked more like
his shade.

- Okay, thanks.
- Fin find anything fun?

- Kilos of it.

But nothing belonging
to emily.

- You heartless
son of a bitch.

Already scrubbed her
out of your life.

Probably chucked her dog
overboard too.

- Do you hear gurgling?

That is the sound of you
drowning right now.

- Okay.

Okay, I've been dealing,
but I didn't kill emily.

I wasn't even here yesterday.

I was sailing back from tampa
after picking up that coke.

- Do you ever tell the truth?

- Ask the yacht club
down in cape may.

I docked there on Tuesday,

Partied with a buddy
from my old firm.

- So why was emily
going to florida?

- Don't ask me.

She didn't even know
I was down there.

We broke up months ago.

- Your stepmother said that
she lived with you.

- For a week.
But she hated it.

Got seasick
tied up to the dock.

At least that was her excuse
for moving out.

I think she met someone else.

- Someone more fun than you?
That's hard to believe.

- I swear, she moved out.
Her and tank.

- Give us an address.

I think we've got blood here.

Maybe not.

Strawberry jam.

[dog barking]

Well, you must be tank.

- Little guy got hungry.

Boxes from tiffany.

Oh, look at this.

We've got
a thousand-dollar vase

On a yard sale end table.

This girl can't make up
her mind.

- Or pay for half of it.

These stubs say she last worked
in January at a nail salon.

- Maybe her new boyfriend's
paying the bills.

[typing on computer keyboard]

- Maybe this is where
she met him.

- Tastysugar.Com.

"kiss me here for
a personal message."

- Hi, I'm emily.

If you're into excitement,
I'm into you.

You can send me an email here
at tastysugar.Com.

- Tasty sugar is just one
of a dozen ventures

Owned by ad-vance united.

- And it's a dating service.

- We prefer social networking
with a romantic twist.

All of a.V.U.'s companies
are web-based.

- Oh, wish the precinct
was like this.

- What, munch on a scooter?
I'll pass.

- Our founder, vance shepard,

Wants the workplace
to be profitable and fun.

We get everything free here.

Dry cleaning, catered meals,

Even a rent break on some lofts
a.V.U. Owns here in soho.

- Oh, well, you keep 'em
at work, they keep working.

- Something like that.

- Your boss putting something
in the water too?

- We have a very generous
health plan.

Cosmetic surgery included.

- That's what
I'm talking about.

- There he is.
Vance.

- Who wins?
Boss wins. Boss wins.

Yeah. Wh--

Oh.
I don't like the look of this.

- Police make you nervous?

- No, ties.

A.V.U. Is strictly
a no tie zone, my friend.

Vance shepard.

What can I do you for?

- We wanna ask you
a few questions about

A member of tastysugar.Com.

- Do I own that?

- Acquired it three months ago.
- Right.

[laughs]
sorry.

I'm more of a big picture guy.
You know, I--

The best way to be a boss

Is just to hire
the right people

And let them handle
the details.

- The detail here
is murder.

A young woman on tasty sugar.
Her name is emily keefe.

- Oh, god.

You sure she's a member?
- Positive.

- We're wondering if
she connected with someone

On your site.

We need access
to her dating history,

Any emails or chats
that she had.

- Yeah,
that's not gonna happen.

- The fun suddenly stop?

- Nothing personal.

I just prefer to draw
a very bright line

Between privately-owned
companies

And any kind
of government intrusion,

Friendly though it may be.

- We can get a warrant.

- Great.
That's all I'm saying.

Do it legal,
I'll throw the door wide open.

- I couldn't find emily
on tasty sugar.

- You sure?
We saw it earlier.

- Website must have
taken it down.

It's almost like they're trying
to hide something.

- You know, she's not down
the memory hole forever.

Every heard
of the wayback machine?

- Only the one that sherman
and mr. Peabody used.

- No, this one's no cartoon.

Takes digital snapshots
of the web

To compile an independent
archive.

So with a little luck here...

Voila.

- We can get her measurements
from the morgue.

What I need to know
is who she was dating.

I'll call paxton, have her
get started on the warrant.

- Now wait a second.
Look at the bottom of the page.

Emily says,
"shy? I also double date

With my bff pamela."

Now click her name.

[computer beeping]

- I'm pamela.

I'm looking
for rich experiences.

Send me an email.

- Okay, so she has
a cute friend.

So she can give us answers
faster than

We can get a warrant.

- Can you tell I have
expensive tastes?

- Can you tell that I have
a weakness for beautiful women?

Sounds like a win-win to me.

- [laughs]

I should also mention $5,000
is my absolute bare minimum.

- Minimum?

- Allowance. Per month.

- You move quickly.

- When I like what I see.
- Mm-hmm.

- Oh, and when we travel,
I always fly first class.

- You make it sound like
a business arrangement.

- Oh, my god.

Is this your first date?

This is so awesome.
My last daddy was a virgin too.

- Daddy?

- Sugar daddy.

I'm gonna be your sugar baby.

Okay.

I'm gonna need a charge card
from barney's.

And I can do getaways
on any weekend

But the last of the month.

That's when my boyfriend's band
plays at re:Bar

And I never miss a show.

- You have a boyfriend.

- Well, he's more like
a fiance.

- Does he know that
you're doing this?

- Of course.

Don't worry, daddy.

You spoil me,
and I'll spoil you

All night long.

- Oh, yeah.

Let's say I want to introduce
another person

Into this little arrangement
of ours.

I saw that you had
a bff, uh, emily?

- Oh. You're dirty too?

- Mm-hmm.

- That'll cost an am ex.

And it'll have to be
another bff

Because emily's an idiot.

- Why do you say that?

- She fell in love.

She and I totally
used to party

But then she met this guy.

On a double date with me,
in fact.

- Oh.

You recall his name?

- No.

But I took a ton of pictures
that night.

He was hot.

He was all over emily.

Kept saying he was so happy
with our date

He was gonna buy tasty sugar.

- Hmm.

- Here he is.

- Vance shepard.

- Mr. Shepard, we appreciate you
coming on in here.

A little surprised
you don't have

An army of lawyers
with you though.

- Well, I've got nothing
to hide.

So what can I tell you?

- Where you were the night
that emily keefe was murdered.

- I was having dinner with
my assistant.

- And is she the one
who gazed at you adoringly

Like you were bill gates
but with better hair?

- [laughs]

Lysette would never lie
for me.

- That's something only
the boss does?

- Okay, look.

I fudged the truth
a little.

I'm the public face of
a very successful company.

Not to mention,
I've got a 17-year-old daughter.

- Who wouldn't understand
her daddy

Being some other girl's
sugar daddy?

- Actually, I think chantel
would understand.

She's got a great head
on her shoulders.

My ex, not so much.

Joyce has,
uh, anger issues.

- Even before you started
trolling the web

For women half your age?

- Look, I joined tasty sugar
because I have

A very hectic schedule,

And being up front about
the arrangement just saves time.

- Time is money.
In your case, a lot of money.

- Simple economics.

- So is that how it went down
with emily keefe?

Zero to bed in six figures?

- Are you asking
if we had sex, detective?

- Just how much
you paid her for it.

- Yes, I helped her
financially.

But I was a lot more
than her sugar daddy.

I loved emily.

- Oh, god, here we go.

- No, no, listen, I--

I took her to museums,
you know?

I--I encouraged her
to go to college,

I tried to broaden
her horizons.

- Detective, how many times
have we heard that song?

- The ballad
of the loving john?

At least once a week.

- You think
I can't get women?

- Without opening
your checkbook first?

- Yes, a lot of the girls
on tasty sugar are like that.

Emily was not.
She was different.

And I was different with her.

Look.
I don't know.

Maybe I tried to help her
because I'd screwed up

So badly with chantel.

Long hours, gone every weekend,
that wasn't--

I haven't exactly been
the world's greatest dad.

But emily,

I loved her
with all my heart.

Which is why I broke up
with her.

- So you broke up
with the woman you loved.

- I didn't want to,
believe me.

But I had to know.

- Know whether or not
she loved you

For more than just
your bank account.

- And this break-up
happened when?

- Wednesday afternoon,
emily cried.

She pleaded,
and she got pissed.

Packed up her stuff
and stormed out.

Said she was gonna hook up
with an old boyfriend.

- So you had a messy break-up
with your plaything,

And then a couple hours later,
she winds up dead?

That's a pretty amazing
coincidence.

- You can't possibly think
that I'd kill her.

- Why, 'cause you're
the cool boss of a cool company?

- Look, I'm telling you
the truth.

Emily came to my place
at 3:00.

She was gone by 3:45.

- You sure you don't want
to revise those numbers?

- I think it's time
I talked to my lawyer.

- Good, 'cause we're gonna call
your secretary

And get a copy
of your very hectic schedule

And find out where you were
every minute of the day

That emily was murdered.

- Yeah, vance was here
on Wednesday,

5:30 to 7:30.

Not that he needs it.

Guy should be training me.

- He was in my office
all morning from 8:00 onward.

We're helping a.V.U. Break into
the chinese market.

- I had vance's table
for lunch.

Bunch of folks from a.V.U.

Arrived at noon,
cleared out around 2:45.

- Thanks for your time.

- 2:45 gets him home by 3:00
to meet emily.

She's gone by 3:45.

Any appointments after that?

- Daughter's soccer game,
4:00.

- It was us against
the monarchs in central park.

We kicked their butts.

Why?

Did--did something happen
to my dad?

- We just need to know
if he attended your game.

- Yeah. He was there.

- Chantel,
don't lie for that bastard.

- Mom, I'm not lying.

- She was in tears
when she got home,

Said he never showed,
as usual.

- Chantel,
we need the truth.

Was your father
at your soccer game or not?

- Well, no,
but that's only because

He's got so many
important things to do.

- The only important thing
he has to do is be a prick.

He gets her hopes up
and then he shatters them

And I get to pick up
the pieces.

- Yeah, 'cause you're never
a bitch.

- Can you give us

Some insight into your, uh,
ex-husband,

The way he thinks,
the way he deals with people.

- Vance shepard is a child.

Immature,
craves attention,

He texts more than chantel.

And when he doesn't get
his own way,

He throws big fits.

- Has he ever been abusive
to you or chantel?

- Physically?

[laughs nervously]

He came close
a couple of times.

But mentally?

Every moment of our marriage.

He filed divorce papers on me
two days after I had

A double mastectomy.

- Joyce had a mastectomy
because she is a freak.

A total hypochondriac.

Perfumes, peanuts,

One chemical sensitivity
after another.

- But then she got
breast cancer.

- No, she never
had breast cancer.

She saw some tv show
about women with

The breast cancer gene who have
preventative mastectomies.

- Joyce never had the gene.

- Or any family history.
Right?

But that didn't stop her
from going on and on

About how her, her breasts
were ticking time bombs

That had...
[sighs]

You know, in a weird way,
I think she wanted to be sick.

To save the marriage.

But it was already long over.

- Well, your problems
are just starting.

You never showed up
for your daughter's soccer game

After you said emily keefe
left your apartment.

- I was too upset about
the break-up.

- Are you sure
you weren't too upset

About having just strangled
your mistress?

- Emily ran out.
I stayed home and had a drink.

I was there maybe 90 minutes
before I went and had dinner

With my assistant.

- Vance.

Admit it.
You're gonna feel better.

Now you killed her,
you stuffed her in that suitcase

And you dragged it
to grand central

Because you wanted everyone
to think

That dead girl was on her way
to see her boyfriend.

[door unlatches]

- Uh, your dead girl
certainly looked alive

Leaving my client's building.

Care to see for yourself?

Miss keefe arrives
at 3:02 p.M.

Like my client said.

Fast forward, please.

Miss keefe departs
at 3:47 p.M.,

Like my client said.

- And you just happened
to drop by

With the instant replay.

- No, vance asked me
to pick it up on the way.

Said there was proof
he'd done nothing wrong.

- This doesn't prove
anything.

She left, he followed her,

He killed her on the train
at grand central.

- Watch the tape.

Mr. Shepard doesn't leave
his building

For another 90 minutes.

Again, like he said.

- I told you.
I had dinner with lysette.

- And now he'll be having
dinner with me.

Let's go, vance.

These detectives have
a job to do

Trying to find the real killer
of that lovely young woman.

- So you just let him
walk out.

- We have nothing
to hold him on.

- Oh.

Other than murdering
emily keefe.

- Shepard was alibied
all day long.

Meetings, dinner,
then home.

- Same home his mistress
strolled out of

In living color.

- Yeah, so bust his ass
on prostitution.

Do I have to hand-hold
you people?

- No, but here's
a news flash.

Vice handles prostitution,
not special victims.

- Don't pass the buck,
stabler.

- Who says their arrangement
was prostitution anyway?

- Oh, come on.

It's the world's oldest
profession.

I think we've settled
on the definition.

She got what's in his wallet,
he got what's between her legs.

- Unless he got
something more.

You know, since the '70s,

Courts have ruled that
as long as a woman gets paid

For something in addition
to sex,

Shopping advice, companionship,
it's not prostitution.

- Oh, okay, I get it.

So--so if it's a back-alley
hand job for 5 bucks,

She's a hooker, right?

But if it's 5 gs a month
and all the shoes she can buy,

Then she's some kind of what,
entrepreneur?

- Times have changed,
sonya.

Or have you not been
on craigslist lately?

There are some women
who believe that just--

- I can't believe that
you're arguing this, olivia.

- Why, because all women
have to have

The same opinion
on everything?

- When it's this obvious,
yeah.

- Look, we'll get shepard.

We'll just keep
the pressure on him.

We'll find a crack
in his little cult.

- Okay, what about
the secretary?

- Uh, lysette,
we spoke with her.

She knows nothing.

- The secretary always
knows something.

- You think you can do
a better job?

- Watch me.

- But I already told everything
I know to the detectives.

- Tell me, hon.

- She's running the show now.

- Let's go.

- On Wednesday night,
vance dropped by my place

So we could share a cab
to dinner.

It must have been about 5:30.

- And his mood?
- Fine.

He asked if he could
pour a drink,

But he's done that before.

- And at dinner,

He was the same old super boss
he always is.

- Pretty much.

- And just for the record,

You would never
lie for him, right?

- No.

- Even after he bought you
that very impressive rack?

- Excuse me?

- Well, come on.

A pair that nice
has got to make a girl

Feel pretty grateful, right?

- That's none
of your business.

- Sit down.

Hon, everything's my business.

Your boss, your boobs,

Your belligerent
little attitude.

You need to start
telling me the truth

Or I'll throw you
in lock-up,

Where that
cute little body of yours

Will get you all the attention
you can handle.

- Incoming.

- What are you doing?

What, harassing my employees?

- Listen, you murdered
one of yours.

Oh, oh, I'm sorry.
That's right.

You called emily
your girlfriend.

- What are you,
another cop?

- You'll get to know me
at your trial.

Which is coming up soon,
by the way,

Because your double-d alibi here
is pretty shaky.

That's why these detectives
are headed

To grand central station,

Where they're gonna scoop up
every single security tape.

And guess what?

They're gonna find you
on the platform

Following that poor girl
onto her train.

I bet they even find you
hopping off down the line.

Wiping the blood
from your hands.

- Get the hell out
of my office.

- Mm-hmm.

See you soon, wonder boy.

- We're leaving?

I thought you were gonna
break the secretary.

- Oh, I rattled the boss.
Mission accomplished.

- Could grand central
have more security cameras?

- Yeah, I'm gonna call kathy,

Tell her I won't be
coming home anytime soon.

- I'll make us a pot of coffee.

- Detectives.

- Lysette, what's going on?

- I can't lie for vance
anymore.

- Did he tell you to?

- Yes. Wednesday night.

But I--I don't wanna
go to jail.

That lady scared me.

- Lysette, tell us
what happened.

- Vance and I went
to dinner,

But he got to my place
a lot later than I said.

He was disheveled,
freaked out.

We barely made
our reservation.

- Did he say why
he was upset?

- He said he got bumped
by a cab,

Knocked down
in the crosswalk.

And then...

He gave me this
to get dry cleaned.

Told me not to tell anyone.

I think my boss
killed that girl.

- Okay, listen up.

I make this shot,
blue team goes home for the day.

Right?
But wait for it.

Red team stays to finish
the broadband proposal.

[awws]

I know, I know.
Here we go.

- Vance shepard.
Drop the ball.

Put your hands behind
your back.

- What the hell is this?

- Your arrest for the murder
of emily keefe.

- For god's sake,
you have nothing.

- Except for her blood
on your shirt.

And a witness
willing to testify.

Let's go, shepard.

- You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say
can and will be used against you

In a court of law.

- You can't believe them.

- You have the right
to an attorney.

If you cannot afford one,

One will be appointed
to you.

- I didn't mean to do it.

I mean,
I was in love with her.

- So walk us through it.

You said emily arrived
at 3:00.

- God, she was so beautiful.

You know, I, uh--

We took a train to maine
last March

And she said it was
the most romantic thing

Anyone had ever done
for her.

Then she goes and breaks up
with me.

- You said you broke up
with her.

- No, uh, as it turns out,
I was too old for her.

She says. Yeah.

I tried.
You know, I tried.

I tried to like her music,

I let her pick the movies.

I gave her that.
I gave her so much.

And she betrayed me.

- What's going on?

- Wonder boy is done.
- Where's his lawyer?

- Shepard said
he didn't need him.

Just wanted to get it
all off his chest.

- Oh, the hell he will.

- I just got so angry--

- Mr. Shepard, stop talking.
- Do you mind?

- He's not saying another word
until I can get

Dwight stanitch in here.

- We waived counsel twice.

Now you're calling his lawyer?

- Wait, wait, no, no--
- don't talk!

Your suspect is clearly
distraught,

Which is exactly what
stanitch will argue,

And out goes
any confession.

Do I have to make it
any clearer for you?

- Slow down, come on.
- Get your hands off me.

- Let's go outside.
- Where are you going?

Where are you going?
I haven't finished yet!

- What's your problem?

First you tell us to nail him,
now you want us to back off.

- My problem is,
I wanna win this case, stabler.

The right way.

- And us rubes
don't know how to do that.

- Would I be here
if you did?

- You are such a sanctimonious
bitch, you know that?

- Detective stabler,
that's enough.

- School's in session and
you've got a lot to learn, hon.

- Oh, hon.

If I'm gonna learn anything,
I promise you

It won't be an adolescent
a-hole like you.

- Hey!

I'm trying to confess here.
Will someone listen?

- I did it.
I--I did it.

I killed emily keefe.

What--

- Docket ending 1316.

People of the state of new york
versus vance shepard.

Murder in the second degree.

- How does the defendant
plead?

- I'm guilty.
- Be quiet.

Defendant pleads not guilty,
your honor.

- Request for a remand,
ms. Paxton?

- $5 million.
- Preposterous. $100,000.

- The defendant owns
a very lucrative

Internet company
and has amassed

A considerable
personal fortune.

- I don't want bail,
I killed her.

- Vance, enough.

Your honor,
my client's company

Has experienced
a very sharp contraction

In the past several months.

We will be pursuing
an affirmative defense,

Extreme
emotional disturbance.

My client's professional
reversal of fortune

As well as the unwanted
break-up with miss keefe

Was too much,
he simply snapped.

- The only snapping
was the victim's limbs

As he stuffed her
into a suitcase.

The man
is a calculating killer.

- No, no, I loved emily!

- Mr. Stanitch,
you'll get your defense.

- Miss paxton,
I'll meet you partway.

Bail is set at $1 million.

[gavel bangs]
we'll take a ten-minute recess.

- You cannot do that
in a courtroom.

- I told you what
I wanted to say.

Why are you making me--
- are you happy now?

Tossing us aside for some...

Young girl?

- Mom, it's okay.

- Okay, I need your help.

We need to go through
those tapes after all.

If stanitch is arguing
e.E.D.,

The everything rests
with shepard's state of mind

Before and after the murder.

- So a shot of him
looking happy and smiling

As he gets on or off
that train

Blows the defense
out of the water.

- Let's do it.

- I've seen three dozen shots
of emily boarding the train.

There is not one of vance
getting on or off.

I give up.

- Keep looking,
he's there somewhere.

- Or we're chasing
our tails.

- Sonya.
- Hmm.

- You do know there's
no smoking in this building.

- Ooh. What are you gonna do,
bust me?

[scoffs]

Okay, fine.

Can I at least get
a good cup of coffee?

- Swill's the only blend
we serve.

- Oh, that's great.

Oh, this guy shepard
is pissing me off.

- We all know he's guilty.
Put him on the stand.

Half the jury'll know it too
right off the bat.

- No, not good enough.
We need facts to nail him.

Facts don't lie.

Facts can't be fudged.

You slam someone
with the facts,

The son of a bitch
never gets back up.

- Oh, my god.
- What do you got?

- We're not finding
vance shepard

'cause he was never at
grand central station.

Emily either.

- What are you
talking about?

- Look at this.
Here she is.

This is the first picture

I've actually been able
to see her face.

Only emily isn't emily.

- Why are you here?

- To ask you
the same thing.

- You know why.
I'm guilty.

- Not of killing emily.
As an accessory, maybe,

But it wasn't you.

- You don't know what
you're talking about.

- Look, you may not be
the world's greatest dad,

But doing this
is not gonna stop her

From seeing justice.

- Her?

- You think I killed
that girl?

- That must have
driven you crazy.

Your dad dating somebody
so close to your age?

Someone who even
looked like you.

- I didn't do anything.

- You killed emily keefe.

And then you wheeled her body
to grand central station,

The whole time masquerading
as her.

- Masquerading?

- And the worst part is,

You almost got away
with it.

- Hard to tell apart,
aren't they?

Except the real emily
is dead inside that suitcase.

- I swear,
I loved that girl.

- But you love
your daughter more.

That's why you didn't call
the police.

- He wasn't home
when I got there.

I had some time
so I waited.

And then somebody put a key
in the lock

And I thought it was him,
so I ran to the door.

And then
this chick walks in.

- Did you even know
he was dating?

- Only that he was
blowing me off.

'cause he was screwing
that bitch.

And when I saw her,
I just,

I couldn't believe
that she was...

She was--
- barely older than you.

- And she smiled at me

Like we were gonna be
best friends.

That's when it all went
blurry.

I grabbed her
by the neck.

It felt so good.

- And I walked in
and saw her lying there.

Her eyes were open
but she--

She was so cold.

And that's when chantel
stepped out and said, uh--

- Daddy...
Both: I did something real bad.

- But I guess he didn't
see me standing there.

He spun around and...

For a second,

He looked like
I was gonna kill him too.

- The look in her eye...

It was as dead
as emily was.

And I made her that way.

I've been such
a selfish bastard for so long.

But that's when I realized

God was giving me
one last chance.

- He took off her clothes,

Jammed her
in the suitcase.

He was crying.

He never once cried
over me.

- So I told her to put on
emily's dress

And take that suitcase
all the way down to florida.

- So her old boyfriend
would be blamed.

But then the stupid train
wouldn't go.

- Finally,
the train started moving again,

But, uh, chantel
couldn't take it anymore.

- So I pushed that whore
out the window.

- That's when it all started
coming apart.

You said you were gonna watch
those tapes, and...

I told lysette to give you
the bloody shirt.

- He took the blame.

Said he killed her.

That proves my daddy
loves me, right?

- Chantel,
this isn't the way

A father's supposed
to prove his love.

- How do you know?

Maybe your father
never loved you.

- You know what,
he didn't.

But I still know
that this is wrong.

- No.

What he's doing is right.

- I'm helping my daughter.

- You're throwing your life
away.

- You'd do the same
exact thing.

No, no, come on.

I can see that
in your eyes.

You'd go
to the ends of the world

If your child
was in trouble.

Please, detective.

Just leave this one alone.

- It's over, vance.

- Could you do me one favor?

I'd like to see my daughter
one more time

Just to, uh, say good-bye.

- Hey.

There's my girl.

- Daddy,
you said it would work.

- Yeah, I know.

But they figured it out,
sweetheart.

- But...

You promised me.

- I know.

- [sobs]
- I--

Please, just for a second.

- [continues sobbing]

- Make it quick.

- I'm sorry, sweetheart.

I'm sorry for everything.

- I'm sorry too, daddy.

- I know.

- Even for this.

- [screams]
- no! Oh, god!

- [gagging]

- Somebody call a bus!

- Oh, my god!

- Come on.

- You'll never break
another promise to me.

- Oh, god.

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