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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.

- So you really
know him, Kitty.

- Fair to middling.
How about a drink?

- No, I don't think so.
Not right now.

- How's everything
going with you?

- I see you spared no expense.

- It's not like
we throw a lot of parties.

- Your name's Carisi,

and you're pulling
an Irish good-bye?

- I didn't want anybody
to make a fuss or anything, so.

- Mission accomplished.

How you feeling?

- I'm nervous.

Had to turn in my gun today.

This whole thing is a big leap.

It's risky,
but if I don't make

this move now, I'm--

- Yeah, I hear you.

Hey, before you leave me,

one last drink?

- Back in the day
in Liverpool,

every kid with a guitar
thought he had

the next big hit in
his back pocket, didn't he?

And a lot of the musicians,

and I was one of them,

were being ripped off, though,

by managers
and producers and the like.

Well, it turns out
I had a very good...

head for contracts.

And the artists trusted
me because I was one of them.

I mean, as head of one
of the world's largest studios

in the streaming services,

I mean, that bond still exists

between the artist and me.

Because if it didn't,
I'd still be just

another bloody shark
in bloody waters, wouldn't I?

[laughter]

Got any questions?

- Pilar?
Two minutes.

Sir Toby's finishing
a call with Hong Kong.

- Take no for an answer...
[laughs]

Thank you very much, everyone.

[dramatic music]

♪

[knock at door]

Come in.

Sorry to keep
you waiting, darling, eh?

Good night, Cindy.

See you Monday.

So, Pilar, right?
- Mm-hmm.

- Well, the team said a lot
of great things about you.

The one thing they didn't say
is how gorgeous you are.

[both laughing]

So we're gonna do
a little audition, right?

- Am I?
I-I don't have a script.

- There's one on the table.
Have a look through it.

Maybe you can improvise.
See where that takes us, hey?

- Is the director coming,
Sir Toby?

- Just call me Toby
like everybody else.

No, Rigo's stuck in editing,
but he might join us later on,

so why don't you just
put your sweater down,

have a look
through the script, relax.

No rush.

- [laughs]

- I know I'm a long way
from doing a trial, but...

I'm not gonna lie.
It's not like I didn't practice

Barba's summations
in front of a mirror.

- [laughs]

all: Surprise!

- Rollins, you...

- Yeah, we got you.
[all cheering]

- Querido, you're home.

That's all I ever wanted.

- No, Pilar,
I'm gonna stop you

right there for a minute
'cause you're still

a little too awkward.

A little...

a little stiff.
You've got to remember...

you're talking to someone who's
just come back from the war.

He's a shell of a man.

I've got an idea.

We...

are gonna have a drink.

Might help you relax a bit.

Cin cin.

- So listen up, listen up.

So Dodds told me
to check the paperwork,

but, no, it is not a mistake.

As of midnight tonight,
our Sonny Carisi--

- Is passing over
to the dark side.

[laughter]

- Will be bringing his charm

and his expertise

to the DA's
Special Victims Unit

under Bureau Chief Hadid.

Cheers.

- Here, here!

He's your problem now.

[laughter]

- Thank you, Chief Dodds

and Lieutenant Benson.

I'm sure the NYPD's loss
will be the DA's gain.

And if it isn't...

I understand
there's a 90-day return policy.

[laughter]

- She's kidding.

- How can you tell?

- Querido,
I just want to make you happy.

That's all I want.

I just want to make you happy.

- You know, this is getting
really good, Pilar.

The only thing that's missing,

'cause you
got the vulnerability,

is that...what's the word
I'm looking for--

sexuality.

Vulnerability and sexuality,

well, that's an irresistible
combination.

You know that, don't you?

- Yes.
- So...

why don't you try
taking your blouse off,

and we'll do it again, hey?

- Oh, wh--

Um...

I'm not comfortable doing that.

- Oh, you're not comfortable
with that.

You want this part,
don't you?

- Yes, I do.

- So...

take your blouse off.

[tense music]

Now.

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

- Hey.

You drove the victim
over from the 1-1?

- Pilar Reyes.

Says she was assaulted
by some media bigwig,

and my sergeant told me
after the Weinstein mess

not to put his name
on the radio.

- Thank you.
What's his name?

- His name's
Sir Tobias...Toby--

- Sir Tobias Moore?

From Picflix.

He just moved to New York
ahead of Brexit.

- The girl was crying
so hard in the car,

I thought I might have
to take her to the hospital.

- He sent his assistant home.

It was just us.

He said he wanted to tape me.

I'm so stupid.
I should have just left.

- No, that's not stupid, Pilar.
He's a very powerful man.

- He...

poured me a few drinks.

He said I needed to relax,

and then...

he made me
take my blouse off.

- Made you?

- He yelled at me.

So I did what he said.

And right away,
his hands were all over me.

I said no,
but he got angry,

and he pushed me
on the couch.

And he took out his, um...

his...

his thing and he said,

"Come on, you're a--
you're a big girl."

And I kicked him.

- And he let you go?

- He blocked my way.

And he forced me
to watch him while he...

while he finished.

All over the couch.

The lampshade.

[speaks Spanish]

♪

- Sir Tobias Moore?

Mr. Carisi's first day,
my first month.

You couldn't bring us
a subway groper?

- Welcome to the big top,
counselors.

- This story hasn't leaked yet?

- The longer we wait...

- The girl, she's credible?

- Very.
Her name is Pilar Reyes.

She's 20, naive.

She came up from Venezuela.

She disclosed immediately
after she was assaulted.

- No witnesses?

- No, he made sure
that the office was empty.

- So not his first audition?

- Unlikely, but we're doing
due diligence.

- We need warrants
for the screen test,

his couch, his whole office.

- Hang on.

We do that,
he's gonna lawyer up faster

than you can say DSK.

Work the case a little more.
Vet Pilar.

- She's not making this up,
Counselor.

- I didn't say she was,
but he will.

Mr. Carisi will be
the riding ADA on this.

Keep him involved
every step of the way.

- Thanks, Fin,
and take Rollins with you.

- Okay.

- So the new bureau
chief Hadid,

she seem a little...

reluctant to you?

- More like astute.

This case blows up,
it won't touch her.

- At least she put Carisi
on the case.

He's one of us.

- Was.
He works here now.

- Packing?
You going somewhere?

- My agent said
if I don't want trouble,

I should get out of town.

I already overstayed my visa.

- You're an NYPD
material witness.

You don't have to worry
about any of that.

- Nice basket.

- It got here
right before you did.

- "Lovely to meet you.

"Hope we get to work
together soon.

All the best,
Sir Toby."

He left his number.
Did you call him?

- No.
He makes me sick.

[speaks Spanish]

- Pilar, this means
that he's worried.

Okay, you could call him,
you could...

you could arrange a meeting.

Listen, we could have
eyes on you the entire time.

- I don't want to see
him again.

- Yes, you do.

- One white wine...

And tickets to the premiere
and the VIP party afterwards.

- Who's gonna be there?

- VIPs.

Everybody.

[laughs]

You...

you seem a little nervous.

- I am.

After what happened.

- What do you mean?
At the audition?

No, don't be so hard
on yourself, hey?

- Me?
- Yeah.

Don't be so hard on yourself.

I mean, everybody's nervous
the first time.

Could...

could give you
another shot at it.

- Another...

Audition, like, in your office?

- Well, now you've had time
to think about it,

and realize what it takes
to get the part.

- I guess so.

- Well, that's brilliant.

I've got a suite upstairs
with a camera in it.

Shall we, hey?
- Mm-hmm.

- Where is she going?

- I told her
to stay in the lounge.

- What's going to happen
to me this time?

- Excuse me?

- Will you force yourself
on me again?

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Force myself on you?

Is this some
kind of a shakedown,

because if it is,

it's not gonna work
out too well for you.

One call from me,

and you'll find
your provocative little ass

at a detention center
in Brooklyn.

- You get the idea.

- Would've been good to know

you were doing
a controlled meet.

- Things were moving fast,
Counselor.

- The point is,
he put himself

in the room with her.
He threatened her.

- We've arrested people
with a lot less.

- Carisi,
he has a premiere tonight.

There's gonna
be a lot of press.

- Come on, Carisi,
we gonna go to the party

or we gonna stay home?

- I have to run this
by Ms. Hadid.

I have to, but trust me,
she hears this tape,

she's gonna do the right thing.
Okay?

- Where the hell's Carisi?
- He'll be here.

- Well, there's nothing on TMZ.
That's a miracle.

- So I'd had enough
of all this doom and gloom.

I think everybody had, right?

The world seems
such a dystopian place.

So my wife, the Duchess,
as I call her here,

came up with
this brilliant idea.

So for our first production
since we moved

to this side of the pond,
we are giving you a remake

of your fabulous
original Broadway production,

"My Fair Lady" with a twist.

- Hey!

Lieutenant.

- Counselor,
you're cutting it close here.

Are we doing this or not?

- No, not tonight.

Flag on the play.
- I called it.

- Carisi,
what the hell is going on?

- All I know is word came down

from the eighth floor
to slow things down.

- Son of a bitch.

I don't know
what kind of hooks he has.

He's not getting away
with this.

- Ta-ta for now.
Bye-bye.

♪

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- So you're new at the job.

What can you tell us
about your agenda?

- The DA has given
my office a mandate

to aggressively
pursue all predators.

On subways, in bars,
even boardrooms,

if you're an offender,
time's up.

- Thank you, Vanessa Hadid,

Manhattan's new
Special Victims Bureau Chief.

- She can talk the talk.

- Sure can.

Ms. Hadid.

I like what I'm hearing.

- You're up early
on a Sunday morning.

You can't be here
to just flatter me.

- Nope.
We want an arrest warrant.

- Have you developed
new information?

- Aside from
the controlled meet tape?

You heard his tone on that.

- What I heard was Sir Toby
accusing her of extortion.

If Mr. Carisi and I

had had the chance
to prep your victim...

- Oh, here we go.

So this is about turf.

- She might have been able

to elicit more
specific admissions.

- She did fine.

- She sounded emotional.

- Excuse me?

After what she'd been through?

Who she was up against?

- The point is,
can she stand up to him,

his legal team?

- You want a stronger case,

then get us search warrants
for his office.

- How about we subpoena
her audition tape?

I can sell that upstairs.

[somber music]

♪

- So no arrest warrant.

- She wants to take it
step by step.

- She's covering her ass.

- Yeah, maybe not a bad idea

'cause I've been
tracking Sir Toby.

MeToo lists,
blind items, blogs,

all over the internet.

- Any arrests?
- No, that's the thing.

The charges don't get dropped.
They never even get filed.

Or the victims suddenly recant.

- He rapes him,
then he pays them off.

- Probably, which means that
he's gonna go right for Pilar.

Listen, you two keep digging.

Call Carisi in.

- Where are you going?

- Hadid told us
she wants us to work the case.

It won't hurt
to go right at the target.

- Special Investigations.

Elegant woman like you,

I bet you got
some stories, hey?

- I have a few.

- Ever think of turning
them into a series,

you know where I am.

I can foresee a great
second act for you.

- I'm quite happy
with my first act.

Not quite ready for the second.

- Well, sometimes it has
a way of finding you.

Like you found me.

Or were you looking?

- I was.

I am following up on a tip

that you have been
targeted in a shakedown.

- Occupational hazard.
Where'd this tip come from?

- You know I can't
reveal my sources.

- Come on, love.
Give me a hint.

There's lots of heat-seeking
missiles around here.

- Look, I'll give you this.

It hit here.

- Ahh, young actress.

Pilar.
Wanted something from me.

When I wouldn't give it to her,
she threatened me.

But you know this story.

- I'm just trying
to get to the truth.

- You're the rape police.

What is this young girl
claiming?

- She's claiming
that you assaulted her.

- She's lying.
You know that.

- That was my take.

Look...

if you come with me right now,

I'm sure we can clear
this whole thing up.

- I also was not
born yesterday.

Seems to me like
this young girl

is the one you
should be checking on.

Cindy!

My people can
help you with that.

- That won't be necessary.

- Very nice
meeting you, Olivia.

♪

- Hello.

- His people
are checking me out?

What does that mean?

- It means that
we have to stay ahead

of Sir Toby, Pilar.

He's gonna try to dig up
any dirt that he can on you.

- There's nothing to find.

I lived with my mother
before I came here.

[knock at door]

- Liv, you have a visitor.

- I'll be right back.

What do you got?

Judge Barth.

Everything okay?

- A lot of changes.

Can we speak in private?

- Absolutely.
Step into my office.

So I heard you stepped down.

- It was my decision.

Ending my marriage wasn't,
but two kids in college,

it was either private practice
or public bankruptcy.

- I'm so sorry.
- No, no, no, it's fine.

It's great to be back
on the front lines,

and to get paid for it.

- There we go.

So what brings you here?

- One of my clients
called to tell me

that you interviewed him
without informing him

he was the focus
of an investigation.

[tense music]

- You're working
for Sir Toby Moore?

- I am.

- I see.

- And now I've informed you
that he has counsel.

Is this Ms. Reyes?

Sir Toby is aware
of how easy it is

these days
to target prominent men,

so I would be especially
skeptical of this one.

- She's very credible.

- Is she?

There are rumors
that she was working

as a prostitute in Caracas.

- And I can guess
who started those.

- If it's out there,
we'll find it.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Mrs. Hadid told me
that she was gonna

subpoena the girl's
audition tape.

You could've just asked.

- And you're just gonna
hand this over?

- More than that.
It's the last five women

that auditioned for Sir Toby,

ending in Ms. Reyes,
and from the looks of it,

she's a much better actress
with you than she is on camera.

♪

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- Amore, I must have you.

- I've gotta stop you there,
Monica.

It's still awkward and stiff.

Just relax.
Just say it again now.

- You're still
a man in my eyes.

Let me make you whole again.

- That's good.
We're getting somewhere now.

If you can combine that
with that vulnerability

with a certain sexuality,

I think we've got
something here.

Do you want to try it again?
Yeah?

- Querido,
I just want to make you happy.

- The scenes always end before
he makes his move.

- He knows how to edit.

- Right.
So there's five auditions,

all with a blurred line
between coercion and direction.

- Lieutenant,
we know how this goes.

So does Sir Toby.

I mean, he's so used
to being above the law.

He didn't even
remove the footage

from his other victims.

- 'Cause he knows
they're not gonna talk.

He's taunting us.

- And maybe he just
overplayed his hand.

Find out if any of these women
will come forward.

- I met him eight years ago.
Film festival.

He saw my short,
and he swooped in on me.

Said he saw
a great future for me,

major films, awards.

- Take your time.

- Actually,
I can't talk about this.

You got to me too late.

- Excuse me?

- I am literally
not allowed to talk.

- And who told you to say that,
Sir Toby's lawyer?

- I can't talk
about that either.

- What can you talk about?

- He got kind of grabby.
I left, went up to my room.

- Okay.

- Turns out his room happened
to adjoin mine.

He came in
in this silk robe and...

He wouldn't take no
for an answer.

- Was this in New York?

- No, South By Southwest
in Austin.

- Okay.

And you still
auditioned for him?

- I've seen actresses
so traumatized by him,

they leave the business.

- You have friends
this happened to?

- It's a long time ago.
I was still in school.

- Amelia, please,
if I could just...

if I could just ask you
what you do remember,

I'd be so grateful.

- He was producing
a film in New York.

I took a job babysitting
his grandkids.

I thought it'd be a good way
to get to know him.

- Okay.

Amelia, please.

I need you to tell me.

♪

- He offered to walk me home.

And when we got to my door...

He groped my breasts.

I burst out into tears.

He left.

And then two days later,
he asked me to babysit again.

- And when was this?

- It feels like
it was yesterday.

I must have been
18 at the time.

I dropped out
of acting school after that.

I knew I didn't
have what it takes.

- Amelia...

would you be willing
to testify?

- I could never do that.

I'm sorry.

- This one's scared.

This one
is out of our jurisdiction.

- This woman right here, Nina,

she had an audition
with him on Tuesday,

and signed her NDA on Saturday.

- Yeah, well, Carisi
told me that

Pilar has got a lawyer now.

Her NDA's in the works.

- Well, that's that.
I'll tell Liv.

- Excuse me?

Is one of you Sergeant Tutuola?

- That's me.

- My name's Gemma Brooks.
I'm an actress.

You spoke to one of my friends
today about Sir Toby.

[dramatic music]

She can't talk, but I can.

- And you said that
this happened five years ago?

- Uh-huh.
We met at a party.

He said he had a script
for me in his room.

- The hotel,
do you remember the name?

- No, but...

I remember
there was a wall of glass

overlooking the highline.

He pushed me against it.

I-I remember people watching
while he raped me.

- I'm so sorry.

Do you want to take a break?

- Yeah.

- You believe her story?
- I do.

We have taken turns
interviewing her

for the last four hours.

She has specific details,
consistent,

has never worked
with him since.

Now, Gemma did sign
a non-disclosure agreement,

but she's willing to swear
that it was coerced.

- And she just walked in?

- Well, she heard
that we were investigating

Sir Toby
from another actress.

- This is the dress you wore
the night he attacked you?

- I know it's crazy,
but I saved it.

- Does Sir Toby
know she's here?

- No, but he's been
ahead of us so far.

So call Carisi in?

- Hold off.

Keep this under wraps until
we can get Sir Toby's DNA.

- I already have it.

I took his glass
from our drink at the bar.

- Test the dress.

When it's a match, pick him up.

- Then we're good to go?

- We're NYPD.

We arrest people
all the time

without the DA signing off.

- Okay.

- Gemma, you need to know
that when you do file charges,

he will do anything he can to--

- I know.

That's how he keeps
getting away with this.

I can't let him do to one
more woman what he did to me.

- We should've
picked him up at his office.

- Dodds said to keep it quiet.

He doesn't want
the press to find out

before he can tell Hadid.

[tense dramatic music]

- Let's do this.

♪

- Tobias Moore.

- Olivia.
- You're under arrest.

- Am I?
And you brought cuffs, too.

How lovely, hey?

So where are we going?

- SVU.

- I'll call Ms. Barth.

- And all the rest.

[chuckles]

- You find this amusing?

- I do, actually.

There's nothing as funny
as watching a beautiful woman

make the biggest mistake
of her life.

.

- Oh, thank you.

Sergeant Tutuola, right?

- Can't talk to you.
You lawyered up.

- It's a shame.

Black sergeant working
with the old boy network

of the NYPD.

I bet you got
some stories to tell, hey?

- Not to you.

- My client.
Now.

- Oh, he's all yours.

- Nice stunt, Lieutenant.

- Thank you.

- You know,
you knew he had counsel.

Courtesy would've been to
arrange his arrest through me.

- Good evening, Counselor.

Don't get your knickers
in a twist.

These bizzies
are only doing their job.

- I came as soon as I heard.

They completely disregarded
all protocol.

- Did they?

Why would you do that?

The DA already dismissed

that young girl's
casting couch story as fantasy.

- Well,
it turns out that a number

of other women came forward
with additional accusations.

- Oh, a number.
Sounds like a MeToo witch hunt.

No names, Olivia?
No?

Oh, and how's the judge
supposed to represent me

if we don't know
what the charge is?

- The charge is rape.

In the first degree.

Standard Hotel.

The woman said that people
could see it from the highline.

- Gemma.

How the hell
did they get to her?

Hmm?

- You're telling me
your friends at NYPD

didn't give you notice?

Tell me why I shouldn't
fire you right now.

- Mrs. Hadid, I'm between
a rock and hard place here.

They know you're my boss.

They kept me in the dark
as much as they did you.

- The main reason I hired you

was because you have
a history with these people.

- I do, and all due respect,
they didn't feel

the office was serious
about pursuing Sir Toby.

- This does not end well.

- For what it's worth,
they have a case.

- Do they?

- There's a pattern
to his assaults.

Late night auditions
in his office and hotel rooms.

At least a dozen women
that we know of.

- A dozen?

Within the statute
of limitations?

In our jurisdiction?

How many do they really have?

- They have one.
For now.

But she's solid.

[cell phone chimes]

- Tell me her name
isn't Gemma Brooks.

[indistinct TV chatter]

- Last night,
the NYPD falsely arrested

my client Sir Toby Moore,
accusing him of assaulting

Ms. Gemma Brooks.

She's here today
to tell the truth

about this witch hunt.

Gemma.

- My name is Gemma Brooks.

I've been a friend
of Sir Toby Moore's

for over five years.

Though we've never
worked together,

he's been a mentor to me.

And friend.

Over time, our friendship
turned into something more,

a secret
but consensual affair.

- Oh, God, I can't...

- An affair that's lasted
over four years.

- Sir Toby.

- While I am deeply grateful
to Gemma for coming forward,

I am at the same time
profoundly ashamed.

The emotional distress
that I've caused my family,

this will take time to heal,

but it is a private matter

between my loving wife
of 40 years and myself.

- I can't believe this.
- Gemma played us.

- Oh, not just Gemma.
Sir Toby.

That tape that Barth handed us
was his Trojan horse.

- You told me you vetted her.

- I took the disclosure myself.

She's not making this up.

We even confirmed
her outcry to friends.

She's telling the truth.
- Part of it.

- So what's she doing now?

- She wouldn't be the first vic

to start a consensual
relationship with her rapist

in order to gain
some sense of control.

- Try explaining
that to a jury.

- What's up, Carisi?

She fired you already?

- I'm hanging on by a thread.

- Oh, we all are.

And that's the Commissioner.
Excuse me.

Dodds here.

- Toby is cold.

He taped that statement
in the same room he did Pilar.

- Just another way to punk us.

- Or maybe he finally
screwed up.

Rollins,
you got Pilar's audition?

Can you throw it
up there, please?

Son of a bitch.

You notice anything?

[dramatic music]

♪

- Different couch.
- Pillows. Lamp.

- He was afraid that
we were gonna get a warrant,

so he swapped them out.

- When did he have time
to do that?

- So here's Pilar.
Friday evening, 7:00 p.m.

She's entering
Sir Toby's building.

Now this is Pilar
an hour later.

She's in the lobby.
She's in tears.

Her clothes are a mess.

And we've all seen this
as she's exiting his office,

but then we skip ahead
to Sunday night, 11:55 p.m.

This is his assistant Cindy.

She's supervising three movers

as they pull the new couch
out of a truck.

Ten minutes later,
they're pulling out

Sir Toby's old couch and lamp.

- Good luck finding those.

- This is a specialty
cleaning crew

at 6:00 a.m. on Monday.

At 7:45 a.m.,
Sir Toby and Cindy walk in.

She stays downstairs,
and ten minutes later,

on the march.

A former U.S. Attorney
for the Southern District,

a former Attorney General.

- Wow.

- Cabinet member,
Deputy Mayor.

- I've heard of power teams,
but this...

- It gets worse.
Fifteen minutes later,

look who walks in.

♪

- Vanessa Hadid
and half of the eighth floor.

- They're going
into Toby's office.

Why, to kiss his ring?

- To destroy
Pilar's credibility.

- Like I said, he's got
this whole game rigged.

- Yeah, he may,
but you know what?

We have his assistant
on tape destroying evidence.

- Bring her in.

- He's my boss.

I was just
setting up meetings for him.

- Come on, Cindy.

You bring these women into
his office, his hotel room.

They trust you,
then he assaults them.

That makes you
accessory to rape.

- I don't know
what he does with them.

- You don't know?

You mind telling me
why you were swapping out

his furniture Sunday midnight?

That's destroying evidence.

Listen...

he will not think twice

about throwing you
under the bus,

and then backing up over you.

- He can't know.
Please.

- That didn't take long.

- Guys like this,
they rule by fear.

Nobody likes them.

- Okay, so maybe now
we take a run at Gemma Brooks.

Maybe she'll walk
back on her denial.

- It's too late.

It turns out after
her press conference,

she hopped a plane
to New Zealand.

She's directing
a movie for Picflix.

- He has a way
to get to everybody.

- Maybe we need someone new.

- Hmm.

- Call Vice.

- Yeah.

- Katriona Tamin.

- Call me Kat.
It's faster.

- Is it cool to talk here?

- I grew up around here.
Everyone knows I'm on the job.

- Okay.

So Vice gave you the rundown?

- I watched the tape.
Read all the DD5s.

Looks like you didn't
upload everything.

Should I check the spirals?

- Just more of the same.

- This guy's a real
piece of crap, isn't he?

- He is a serial predator
and he knows how to pick

his vics and he knows
how to manipulate them.

- Played you guys
pretty bad, too, huh?

- He did.
Not just us.

You should know
that this guy is connected

to the DA's office,
to City Hall, D.C.

- Harder they come,
harder they fall.

What's my play?

- Aspiring local actress.
La Guardia High.

- Where I went.
- That's why I chose it.

So you are thrilled to meet,

maybe even audition
for the great man.

- Like what he did
to the Venezuelan girl?

Isn't that the rap
he just beat?

- Yeah, it is.

He can't help himself.

- Yeah, junkies gotta score.

You wire his office?

- So he keeps
a hotel room in Midtown.

The good news is
that his assistant

is cooperating with us.

We'll be across the hall.

Pull you out before
it gets too rough.

- Don't do that.
- Excuse me?

- You want to get this guy,
make sure you got him.

Let him rough me up a little,
rip my blouse.

I'll signal for when
you can come in.

I can take care of myself.

♪

.

- When I look at you,
I don't see the wheelchair.

I see the man I love.

- You know, I'm gonna
stop you right there because...

'cause acting, well, it's...

it's not about words,
it's about choices.

- You're right.
Different day, same script.

At least this time
there's a wheelchair.

- She's doing a good job.

- She studied the tape.
She knows where he's going.

- Now you made
a very brave choice

auditioning for the lead
in this movie,

which I think
you're a bit green for.

But I have an idea.

There's another part
in the film.

Smaller role, of course.

It's a woman,
very integral to the movie,

who's put upon by men.

Humiliated,
do anything to get on.

Well, basically she's a whore.

- Um...

does she have lines
in the script?

- Well, that would depend
on how we improvise together,

providing you're willing
to do that.

- Of course.
You just tell me what you want.

- No, it's not what I want.

It's...

it's what you want.

Well, actually,
it's what you need.

Because you do need to get

your first part in a movie,
don't you?

- Yes.
Very much.

- He's flipping
the script on her.

- What's her signal word?

- Bastard.
Her idea.

- So why don't you stand up?

- Okay.

- Just turn around.

Yeah.

Now, we'll walk towards
that door over there.

Okay, stop there.

Now put your hands up against

like medium height
in the window.

You know, as if he's attacking
you from behind.

You smell fantastic.

You know that?
You really do.

[grunting]

You know what I'm gonna
do to you, don't you?

- I don't want to do this.
- You don't?

Well, I do.

- Get your hands off me.
Let go.

Ow.

You're hurting me.

- I'm not hurting you.

In five years' time,
believe me, love,

it's the only way
you're gonna want it.

Hey.
[grunting]

You will not open your mouth
until I tell you to.

- You're choking me.

- How long we gonna let
this go on?

- Go. Now.

- She didn't say "bastard."

- I know, but I don't care.
We're going in.

♪

- You're choking me.

- Am I choking you?

- I can't breathe.

- You can't breathe?
Really, you can't breathe?

- Please.

- Come here.
Come here!

- Stop!

[grunting]

- NYPD.

- Step away from her.

- What the hell?

- Tobias Moore,
you're under arrest.

- What, for auditioning?

- You doing all right?
- Yeah, I had it.

Why'd you guys rush in?

- Okay, you got what we needed.

- You little skank.
You set up me up, did you, hey?

- Yeah, not so green
after all, huh?

- You really are
a stupid bitch.

Do you really know
who you're dealing with?

- Get him out of here.
- [laughs]

♪

This is a farce.
Pure entrapment.

I'll be out in an hour.
- Not a chance.

- Who are you really
angry at, Olivia, huh?

Your uncle, daddy,
or just all men, hey?

- Sir Toby, you do this one?
- Absolutely not.

- Toby, they have you
on film this time?

- Pictures lie.
I should know.

It's my business, hey?

- You're saying it's a setup?

- NYPD's got a vendetta
against me.

They'll pay for it.
That's all I intend to say.

- Get him out of here.

♪

- Hold up.

- What are you guys doing here?

- It's your first arraignment.
We wouldn't miss it.

- Well, spoiler alert.
Sir Toby's gonna get bail,

and then it's gonna be
a motion a day for 10 months.

- Look, these guys believe that
they can't be held accountable,

but...

you need to take him down.

[somber music]

♪

- Thank you...
for believing me.

- Of course.

- ADA Carisi and I want
to thank the NYPD

for helping our office
send a message

that it doesn't matter
how rich or powerful you are,

sexual assault will not
be tolerated in New York City.

- Joe, please.
Can you turn this down?

- She can turn on a dime.
Give her that.

- Well, she's back
on our side for now,

and at least Carisi's safe.

It's all good.

You okay?

- The powers that be have
decided that I can't be trusted

to work with the DA's
office going forward.

- What does that mean?

- I'm being send to Coventry.

As of Monday morning,
I'll be riding point

for the Traffic and Pedestrian
Safety Task Force...

on Staten Island.

- No, no, no,
they can't do that.

- Feathers were ruffled,
so a head has to roll.

- I will call the press.

I will call 1PP.

I will call whoever I have to.

This is ridiculous.

- Liv, let it go.

I've had a good run.

And it's not time
for you to stick your neck out.

- I'll be the judge of that.
- No.

You've still got work to do,
and gas in the tank.

It'd be a wasted sacrifice...

Captain.

I made it a condition
of my exile.

Don't worry about me.

I'll be back.

♪

- You're a good man,
William Dodds.

- You are a class act,
Olivia Benson.

Long may you run.

[triumphant music]

♪

.

[dramatic music]

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