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[music playing]

* I got the Cadillac

* I got the routine

* I got the girlfriend,
you know what I mean *

* I'm on the boulevard,
she be on my arm *

* And when the night falls,
I'll be back in my car *

* I own the streets
and you best be beat *

* Or I'll bury you
with a sleepless sleep *

* By the trashcans
and the alley cats *

* She wears her jewels
and I tip my hat *

* I got the routine,
I got the Cadillac *

* I got the girlfriend,
I got on the right track *

* I'm on the boulevard,
or in your back yard *

* And when the night falls,
I'll be back in my car *

* In my car

* My wheels spin fast
collecting my brand *

* Every corner deal
that's up in my hand *

* And I need you,
leave no escape *

* I take what's mine,
that's my fate *

* I got the Cadillac,
I got the routine *

* I got the girlfriend,
I got the cash machine *

* I'm on the boulevard,
she be on my arm *

* And when the night falls,
I'll be back in my car *

* I got the routine,
I got the Cadillac *

* I got the girlfriend,
I got the laptop *

* I'm on the boulevard,
up in your back yard *

* And when the night falls,
I'll be back in my car *

* Back in my car

Charles!

Hey, Trudy!
I thought that might be you.

I didn't know
you drove a NetCar.

I do. Hop in.

So where are we
headed tonight?

I'm headed
to Tatnuck Square.

Corner of Pleasant
and Copperfield.

[Trudy sighs]

You know, I don't
normally splurge
on a black car,

but this is
really nice.

So, working late?

Yeah, this Criminology
class is kicking my butt.

Look, I can help
you if you want.

Charles!

(sighs) Okay,
don't get all defensive,

it's just an offer.

Do you feel safe?

[clears throat]

How so?

You know, letting strange
people into your car.

I mean, you're bound
to get some crazies.

You know, my mother
always told me,

don't pick up
hitchhikers

or get into
strangers cars.

Well, I know more
about you than you
think.

Trudy O'Donnell,
four point seven stars.

What?

Someone didn't
give me a "five".

Clearly. You ticked them off
pretty bad if they only gave
you a "four".

Ah, clearly.

No, I feel safe
enough, though.

Plus, I don't have to
deal with any cash.

Mmm. That's true.

You know what, Charles,
just go a little further up.

Um, I'm on the right, 92.

See you later.

Thanks, Charles.

You are so welcome.

Hey, I'll see you
in class, okay?

-Yes, you will.
-All right.

Hey, Trudy...

you just earned
yourself five stars.

[laughs]
Oh, back at you!

* Hey, hey

* Hey baby why you always
get so high? *

* Thought we'd have asiago,
drink some wine *

* Don't leave me all here
by my lonesome self *

* You know a troubled soul
needs some help *

* Face against a painting,
mind off the wall *

* Hear a voice echo,
I swear I know it all *

* Like why gold glitters
and diamonds shine *

* but I still choose
ice cream every time *

[ vocalizing ]

* Finders keepers

[ vocalizing ]

* Finders keepers

Hey, what time is it?

A little before 2:00.

Did I wake you?

[yawning]
No, I had to pee.

You look exhausted.

I'm fine.

You're not fine!

You've got bags
under your eyes.

You're too skinny
and you haven't
showered in three days.

Two!

Three! I'm counting.

Yeah, well, I'm busy.

Oh, that's bull!
You're hiding.

Hiding from what?

Real life.

Yeah, real life
starts next year.

Oh, what?

When you work 90 hours a week
as a lackey in some high-powered
law firm?

Yeah, well, it's what I want.

You know what?

We're going to go out.

-Gretch--
-No, shh! Stop.

We're going out.
You need it.

Yeah, like a hole
in the head.

I am so sick of seeing you
moping around,

trying not to think
of that damn ex of yours.

We're going out.

We're not going out!

The classical theory
of criminal justice

revolves around the idea
that a person who breaks
the law

does so with
rational free will

and that society therefore
should design a punishment
of equal severity to the crime.

Miss O'Donnell.

But a pre-requisite
for the classical philosophy

is that all humans
are hedonists.

That we prefer pleasure
over pain and are therefore
deterred from committing crimes

by the threat of
uncomfortable circumstances.

I'm not sure
I buy that.

So you are more
of a positivist then?

Well, yes.

Like Comte, I think that
our criminal justice system

should work to improve
society, not cater to
its most base instinct.

The problem is,
is that our penal system

is absolutely classical
in its theory and design.

Okay, is it really
classical by design?

Or is that just
in practice?

The forces that push
people into criminal
behavior,

whether it's social
or psychological,

I mean, even biological,
those are the same forces

that push our penal system
back to that classical way
of thinking.

That is a frightening thought.

So you're saying
that people would rather
retaliate than rehabilitate?

Absolutely.

I mean, it is
human nature, right?
Eye for an eye? Hammurabi.

Society tries, but they
can't seem to reign in
that innate aggression.

[Dr. Bell] Hence the debate
behind the western philosophy
of legalism.

Thank you both so very much,
we're out of time for today.

Bring it back here
next time when we discuss

the vital importance
of an uncontaminated
crime scene

in the forensic examination
of trace evidence.

Don't come in here
if you don't do
the reading.

Hey, you know, I think where
the classical theory breaks down

is with the assumption that
the criminal mind is rational.
I mean, it's not.

Do you want to grab
a coffee and discuss it?

Nice try.

What? Did I say
something wrong?

I'm not interested,
Charles.

I told you
a million times.

Thanks again for the ride.

It's just coffee.

[sighs]

There are so many
things I should be
doing.

Hey, you know what?
For someone who looks
as hot as you do right now,

you complain a lot.

Okay, I need you
to do me a favor.

Change your attitude,
and have fun with me
tonight, please?

Come on.

Hi, Steve!

Good to see you.

-Come on. Thank you.
-Thanks.

[Gretchen whooping]

[dance music playing]

[Trudy] I did not need
that last Fireball shot.

That wasn't
the last one.

We're about to get another
round for those guys.

[Trudy] Oh, no,
no, no, no.

I am going home.

You're such a lightweight.

The night's just
getting started.

Really? Okay.

I'm having fun, I am.

But I have so much
to do tomorrow,

and I just need to go home
before it gets ugly.

Oh, come on,
that guy is so cute.

Ugh, I know,
that's why I need to leave.

Okay, honestly,
I'm not ready
to go yet.

Just stay then.
I'll take a NetCar.

-One more shot.
-Gretch.

-Okay, I love you.
-Bye. Love you.

* Chinese lanterns

* Strung over
downtown Los Angeles *

* Glow softly

* Makes the bums
seem at the party *

* Sooner or later,
sooner or later *

* Sooner or later
it all belongs to them *

* But, for this moment,
for this moment *

* It belongs to us

* And I remember

* What you told me

* Your night is wide

92, Pleasant.

* Your night is wide open

There's water back
there if you want.

* Get in the van

* The moon is pounding

Thank you,
I needed that.

* I'm not in the mood

* For this ride

* Jon's got a buzz on

* In the back

* That's when your words

* Came shining through

[breathing heavily]

[gasps]

[shuddering]

[Operator] 911 dispatch,
what is your emergency?

Hello?

-911 dispatch,
how may I help you?
-[sobbing]

I-- I think
I've been raped.

[police chatter on radio]

Okay, Trudy.

Now I need to do
a speculum exam,

which mean I need to do
an internal vaginal
and anal swab.

Would you like me
to continue?

Yes.

This is an emergency
contraceptive

and a clinic where
you can have an HIV test.

Thanks.

That rape kit exam
is not easy,

but it is crucial in gathering
the evidence we need to find,

try and convict this guy.

When will we get
the results?

That can take
several weeks.

Several weeks?

Trudy, this is a long
and difficult process.

But you've taken the hardest
step in reporting your assault.

Now you just need to be
patient and let us do
our job.

In the meantime,
what can you tell me
about what happened?

That's the thing,
I don't remember.

It's like it was
all just erased.

Sounds like Rohypnol.

A roofie?

Were you drinking
last night?

Yes.

It's really easy
to slip into a drink.

Plus, combined with alcohol,
it can cause memory impairment.

The tox screen will
confirm the results,

but for now it's a good
bet that it's Rohypnol.

Who had access to your
drinks last night?

I don't know,
the bartender--

Uh, the guys we were
dancing with,
they bought us shots.

Trud.

-Gretchen.
-My gosh!

I was so worried
about you.

Are you okay?

No.

Here, let's get you home.

I've brought you clothes.

We can continue
this later.

-Go home.
-Thank you.

Come on.

[sobbing]

That's the thing...

I don't remember.

I remember getting
into the NetCar...

and then waking up
in a motel room naked.

I shouldn't have
made you come out.

And I shouldn't have
let you leave alone.

I'm just glad
you're okay.

-I mean, those two
guys, I thought--
-What?

What? No, those two
guys were harmless.

Who was your driver?

I never thought
about that.

I got a "no show".

What does that mean?

It means my car showed up
and I wasn't there.

-Then who drove you?
-Exactly.

God, I'm such an idiot.

I mean,
I just hopped into a black car
and assumed it was my ride.

Trud, it was an honest mistake.

Okay? I would've
done the same thing.

-It's not your fault.
-No.

It's my fault.

-Hi, I'm Detective Jackson.
-Hi.

Westchester PD.

Were you on duty
the night of May 14th.

Uh, yeah.

Are you aware that a rape
occurred in room 106.

Yeah, my boss
had told me
about it.

I understand that the man
who rented that room paid
in cash.

Yeah, if that's what
it says in the ledger,
then yeah, I suppose.

And you didn't
ask him for ID?

Or have him fill out
an information card?

Hey, lady, look,
most of the people
that stay here,

they like to stay anonymous,
you know what I mean?

So it's your policy
not to ask for ID?

If they pay in cash.

Did you see what
he was driving?

Black town car, maybe?

Something boxy, dark.

License plate?

[scoffs] You serious?

I'm going to need to see
your security camera footage
from that night.

[scoffs] Good luck with that.

Do you think
this is funny?

[scoffing]

It's $9.99 online.

Put a double A battery
right in there,

and it makes that
little red light go.

Looks pretty convincing, huh?
It fooled you, detective, so--

All right, so what
can you tell me
about this guy?

[sighs] Pretty average.

5'10" or so.

A little heavy set.

How was he dressed?

Not bad.

Pretty sharp for somebody
that would stay here at least.

Would you be willing
to work with one of our
sketch artists?

Yeah, yeah, I mean--

If you want
to talk to my boss,
sort it out, so--

Okay, thank you
for your time.

-Yeah, sure.
-I'll be in touch.

Look forward to it.

Hey.

Not going
to class today?

No, I don't feel
up for it.

Uh, do you want me
to stay with you today?

-No.
-You sure?

Yeah.

All right, well...

get outside.

Get some exercise
or something.

I will.

-Seriously.
-I will.

It sounds like
a good idea.

Hey.

You're gonna be okay.

Am I?

Of course, you are.

You are a strong, angry woman
who can make a difference.

Yeah, but how?

Well...

that's something you're
gonna have to figure out.

-Bye.
-Bye.

-Love you.
-Love you, too.

[sighs]

[vibrating]

[sighs]

[over phone] Hello.

Mom.

Sweetie?

What's wrong?

[sobbing]

[knocking]

Trudy, come in.

I was just about
to call you.

The results of your
tox screen have come back.

And?

You tested positive
for the drug Flunitrazepam.

Rohypnol, as we suspected.

What about the rest
of my rape kit?

Well, none of the forensic
diagnostics have been done yet.

Unfortunately, there's
a backlog of these.

But the lab technician
did tell me that there
was vaginal swelling

consistent with intercourse,

and that she was able
to identify a small piece
of latex and a semen sample.

Great. So he raped me
and the condom broke.

Yes, but that does
give us an advantage.

He doesn't necessarily
know this and now we have
a DNA sample.

I mean, did you
learn anything else?

Anything at the motel?
Did anyone at the club
see anything?

No. Unfortunately not.

He knew what he was doing,
and he covered his tracks
pretty well.

[sighs]

Did this case fit
any other MO?

Any other case that
you might be looking into?

We cross-referenced his methods,
the car, the motel,

but until we get forensic
evidence back from the lab,

it's just too early to tell.

Just out of curiosity,

how many of these cases
do you actually solve?

I don't know,
it's hard to say.

Educated guess?

20 to 30 percent.

I actually looked into it.

And nationally, only 32%
of all rape cases are reported.

That sounds about right.

7% of those lead to an arrest
and only 2% are convicted.

Yes.

That means that 98%
of all rapists are walking
the streets free.

Not very good odds.

No.

I'm afraid not.

[Trudy over phone]
Hi, Charles.

[Charles over phone]
Trudy, hi!

Did you change your mind
about that coffee?

[Trudy] I want to learn
to drive a NetCar.

Hey.

[sighs]

Wait, so you know
how the app works?

Yeah.

You get an alert when
you're in the vicinity
of a fare.

Seriously, pay attention
to that star rating.

You do not have to pick up
anybody that you are not
comfortable with, okay?

-Okay.
-Okay.

You upgraded
your insurance?

Yes.

Do you have a case of water
in the trunk?
-I get it, I get it.

-You got it? You got it?
Okay. Really, you're
gonna be awesome, okay?

Call me if you have
any questions.

Thanks, Charles,
I really appreciate it.

You're welcome.

You know, you never
did exactly tell me,

why're you doing
this anyway?

A little extra cash,
just like you.

Huh.

Something more to it
though, isn't there?

Yeah, okay.
I got it.

Listen, good luck.
You're gonna be great, okay?

[laughing] Charles.

[girls laughing]

[Girl 1] I can't believe
you told him you were
from Sweden.

[Girl 2] What?
Wasn't I convincing?

No, not even close.

Okay, we're going
to 14 Schuster Road.

"Vit Logn"
is a little white lie.

I tell you
a little vit logn.

You are the most
handsome man I see today.

And he goes, "really?"

Classic.

You girls go to Becker?

Yeah, one more year.

Nice. I got my undergrad there.

Really? And now
you're driving NetCar?

It's really encouraging.

Sorry, just kidding.

You know, you don't
know anything about me.

Sorry, I was
just kidding.

I didn't mean
anything by it.

Like, seriously,
you don't know
anything about me

and you just hopped
right into my car
and gave me your home address.

You should be
more careful.

I saw you arriving
on my phone.

Driver Trudy,
grey Corolla.

-What? That's not you?
-No, that's me.

But people aren't always
who they say they are.

Whatever.

[club music playing in distance]

[bleeping]

-Hi.
-Hi.

So how long have you
been using the NetCar
service for?

Oh, couple of years now.

Couple of years
and you still have five
stars, that's impressive.

Well, let me tell you,
a little courtesy goes
a long way.

Oh, isn't that
the truth. [sighs]

God, I just snapped
at a customer...

cost me about
half a star.

Yikes!

Eh, what happened?

It-- It doesn't matter.

Just having a tough
couple of weeks.

Worst chapter
of my life, really.

Oh, well, I'm not
having a great week
either.

My girlfriend
broke up with me.

I'm sorry.

That's all right.
It's not your fault.

I should've seen
it coming.

Let me ask you this,

when a woman says,
"it's not you, it's me."

Like, should I
believe that?

-Honestly?
-Yeah.

No, she's just
softening the blow.

[scoffs]

Well, thank you
for the ego boost.

I mean, it maybe
her feelings that
have changed,

but, I mean, it's you
she fell in love with.

Are you okay?

-Hmm?
-You okay?

Oh! Oh, yeah.

Yeah. [sighs]

Better to face these
things head on, huh?

-That's what I always say.
-That's right.

-Still-- Still stings though.

Yeah.

[Donovan] This looks
good right here.
That's great.

[Trudy] Okay.

Uh...look, I'm sorry
for emotionally unloading
on you like that.

No problem.

You know, if I ever
need another ride,

is there a way that
I could just request you?

Uh, well, you have my work
phone number in your cell.

So if I'm available
I'd be happy
to pick you up.

Well... that's not
what I meant.

What did you mean?

I meant I want
to call you.
You know?

Call you-call you.

I don't think
that's a good idea.

No, you're right,
that's stupid.

Sorry.

Well, you have
a good night,
all right?

-You, too.
-Okay.

Any experienced
crime scene officer
is going to tell you,

that the most important thing
they can do to ensure that
any evidence that they find

stands up in court...

is to control and secure
that crime scene.

So we're talking
about a large perimeter.

We're talking about
essential personnel only.

What about the victim?

Victims get attended to.

Attended to?

Dr. Bell...

every TV crime drama I've ever
seen is hammered home the idea
of a clean crime scene,

but shouldn't the rights
of the victim and her
well-being come first?

No.

Not at the expense
of evidence that's going
to convict a perpetrator.

Really? So...

a rape victim
for example,

who is just been violated
and assaulted,

and can't shower

has to sit through five hours
of a de-humanizing rape kit
examination

before anybody asks her
if she's okay.

I think the majority of our
crime scene officers and our
law enforcement personnel

are more compassionate
than that, Miss O'Donnell.

[door slams shut]

Which way did he come from?

That way.

I mean, he was waiting
for someone like you.

He might've already
been watching.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

He was parked
right there.

Perfect view
to the entrance
of the club.

I mean, he was just waiting
for a single girl to come out

who looked like she was
going to get a NetCar.

I was a sitting duck.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Uh...

Do you mind if we take
a look at room 106?

I'm not really supposed
to just to let you into a room.

You know what?
It's fine. It's fine.

You just make sure
that nobody's in there.

Nope.

You, uh--

You don't mind if I ask you
what this is all about, do you?

Did you work the night
of May 14th?

Uh, yeah, I did
as a matter of fact.

But, the cops
already came

and I told them
everything I know. So--

Yeah, I was the girl.

Oh.

That's messed up.

I'm sorry.

Is this you? Mark?

Uh, no, no.
Mark's the manager here.
I'm Roger.

[Trudy] Oh, um--
Give me the pen.

Roger what?

Uh, Roger Dennison.

Great.

Okay.

Oh, sorry, it's--

-It's the silver one.
-I'll bring it right back.

Take your time.

Gosh, this place
is a dump.

What do you remember?

[Trudy sighs]

I woke up right here.

[crying] It just
doesn't make sense.

I mean, it's his face--

It's bizarre.

It's okay. It's okay,
don't force it.

I put up a fight.

I remember that.

[Gretchen] Is this helping?

[Trudy] Yes.

I want to get
inside his head.

Find the flaws
in the system.

I've been thinking
about it 24/7 anyway.

Might as well feel like
I'm actively answering
questions.

And the cops
still have nothing?

Nope.

All right. Well,
don't work too late.

-I won't.
-All right. Um...

before I forget.

What is this?

It's pepper spray.

If I could buy you
a gun, I would, but...

just in case.

Be careful.

Hey, Gretch.

Thanks for everything.

[phone ringing]

Detective Jackson.

Uh, it's, uh--

It's Trudy O'Donnell.
I thought about something.

He knows where I live.

Okay, it's all right.
How does he know your
address?

I told him.

When I got in the car,
I told him my address.

I'm usually so careful
to just give them
the cross streets.

Has he been there?
Have you noticed
anything suspicious?

No.

I can't believe I gave
him my address.

Trudy, the crime he committed
against you was not personal.

It was violent and intimate,
but not personal.

Nothing you did
caused the attack.

You were just in the wrong
place at the wrong time.

Do they ever go after
the same person twice?

I can't say that
it never happens,

but it is rare.

These kind of crimes
are opportunistic.

It's not your fault.
Do you understand me?

No, I don't.

Bye.

[sighs]

Hey, you look like
you could use one.

-Hey, Charles.
-Hey.

Yeah, I could actually
use a coffee. Is there
cream in it?

Cream and one equal.
Just how you like it.

Thank you.
How do you know that?

I pay attention.

So...

how is the NetCar
driving going?

You never warned me
that I'd have to become
a therapist.

People do tell you
their problems,
don't they?

Oh, my God,
do they ever?

Vanderbilt rape case?

Yeah, what do you
know about it?

Well, they were idiots.

I mean, not that
it's any less atrocious,

but they didn't go out
that night planning
to rape that girl.

Circumstances just took a dark
turn when they brought her back
to the dorm passed out.

Do you know the prosecutors
knew that because the boys
kissed her?

Really?

Yeah.

Like she was
their girlfriend.

And like,
she might be
turned on.

Like, there might
be consent.

But of course,
there wasn't.

She was unconscious.

Charles...

what does a kiss
mean to you?

I mean, do you
want me to show you?

Charles!

Okay, all right.

Sorry.

But a kiss can be
even more intimate
than intercourse.

Yeah.

[device bleeping]

Hey, baby, how are we
doing tonight?

Where are you headed?

Oh, oh, oh, why so cold?
What's a smoke show like you
doing working for NetCar?

I'm not your baby.

Oh, I don't know
about that.

I do know you're smoking hot.
I'd do you in a heartbeat.

Get out. Get out.
Get out of my car.

-Get out of my car.
-Hey!

There ain't no point
in making a scene.

He was just messing with you.
He didn't mean nothing by it.

Come on, can we just
all get back in and
go where we need to go?

No! Get out
of my goddamn car.

Oh, hey, look.

I'm sorry about what I
said. It was wrong. It
won't happen again.

Listen, it's not worth
a bad customer rating.

Hmm?

Really. I'm sorry.

Come on, Trudy, me and my boy
Carlos here, we're not looking
for any trouble.

We just want to go out
and have a little fun.

Yeah?
Where are you going?

Ah, what's that strip club
down on Southbridge Street.

Sweaty Betty's.

Typhoon Betty's, really?

Oh, yeah! No doubt.
You know it?

Come on, I'll be good,
I promise.

No hard feelings.

Okay.

One more crack
and you're out.

I like your fight, girl.

Yeah, get in the car.

Hey, Carlos' sister,
she's a dancer down
at Sweaty Betty's.

We just going to keep
an eye on her.

No, seriously, yeah?

Carlos and me, we get all
the tail we want. We don't need
to go hang out at no strip bar.

[both laughing]

All right. Okay, yeah, I know.
"Watch my language."

I'll shut up!

You know, it's not about
the language. It's about
respecting women.

Oh, I respect
Carlos' sister.

[laughing] Yeah.
Oh, she is a dime piece.
Oh, yeah.

See? That. That right there.

You immediately
sexually objectified her.

No, I respect her beauty.

Oh! Do you? Or do you
just want to have sex
with her?

Well-- [laughing]

Maybe. But, you know,
she's Carlos' sister.

He'd probably like,
straight up kill me,
right, Carlos?

No doubt.

[laughing]

Hey, so...
what's the deal?

You don't like guys
or something?

Are you a lesbian?

Okay, just stop
talking, okay?

And I will get you
to Sweaty Betty's.

Fine. Whatever.

Hey, I don't know
if you believe me,

but no means
no with me.

I take that stuff
really serious.

[cell phone vibrating]

[in Spanish] It's Manuel.

Uh, hey, Trudy.

Change of plans,
pull over here.

[in Spanish]
Stay in the car!

End our ride.

But you're not
getting out.

Please, I freaking respect you.
Now just do what I told you
and end our ride.

No! Not if you're not
getting out of the car.

Oh, my! Oh, my God. Okay.

[gasps] There!
I ended it.

What do you want?
I don't have any cash.

Give me five stars.

There! Okay, fine.
I gave you five stars.

Now turn off your phone.
You're going on break.

God, please don't hurt me.

There, it's off.

Good. Turn around.
U-Turn.

We're going
to get Manuel.

Okay, look--
Look, I'll cooperate,
but you're making me

really nervous with that
gun in my face, okay?

Can you please
put it away?

Yeah. Sorry.

But if you try anything
it comes right back out.
Understand?

Okay. Okay.
Okay, fine.

Thank you.

Where are you
taking me?

It doesn't matter.
Take a right up ahead.

Ay, ay, ay! There he is.

[Trudy] You guys!

Is he-- Is he okay?

[speaking in Spanish]

Guys, we need to take
him to a hospital!

Shut the hell up!

We gotta get him
to Doc Espinoza.

No, no, no.
He needs an ambulance.

No ambulance!

-Get in the car.
-No!

-Get in the car.
-No!

-Mira.
-Okay.

Let's go.

It's okay. It's okay.

[groaning]

Memorial Hospital.
It's the closest.

No, no, I told you,
no hospitals. We have
to get him to the doc.

He needs a hospital.

Listen, the hospital
will call the cops.

Now go to Winter and Harding,
behind the metal shop.

Carlos, check his pockets.
He got anything on?

-You got anything?
-Nothing.

[Juan] Ah, Manuel,
I told you to keep
it simple.

Why'd you have to go
mess up like this?
Now you're shot!

[Manuel groaning]

Yeah, I know, it hurts.
I know. It's okay.

I'm gonna get you
to the doctor.

Don't you--
Don't you think
about dying on me.

Don't you die!
Don't you die!

What are you
looking at? Drive!

-[Manuel groaning]
-[Juan] It's okay.

Hey! You're not going
to tell anybody about
this, right?

-No.
-Okay.

Seriously, don't
tell the cops.

-You know,
you're good, right?
-Mmm-hmm.

We didn't hurt you
or nothing. Okay?

Good. I owe you one.

[panting heavily]

Trud, what do you mean,
a drug dealer got shot and
bled all over your back seat?

Trud, why didn't
you wake me up?

-Did you call the police?
-No.

Okay, one had a gun
and made me promise
not to tell the police.

He threatened
you with a gun?

Trud! Stop!
Talk to me.

[crying]

I was so scared.

I never had a gun
pointed at me before.

Let's go inside, okay?

Have you had
anything you eat?

No? I'll make
breakfast, all right?

-Okay.
-Let's go inside.
We'll worry about this later.

[Trudy sighing]

I didn't sleep
at all last night.

I bet.

Look, I really don't
want to tell the police.

Why not?

I just don't.

Trud, he had
a gun to your head.

I honestly don't think
Juan was going to hurt me.

He and I kind of bonded.

You bonded with
a gang banger?

They could've
killed you.

Those guys are criminals.
They need to be put behind bars.

They're only trying to survive
the only way they know how.

I mean, do you really want
to clog the courts with
a couple of dope dealers

when there are serial
rapists out there?

-Howdy, stranger!
-Hey, hey!

-Trudy!
-How'd you know I was
in the neighborhood?

I didn't. I didn't.

I guess
it's my lucky day.

Get in.

[Trudy] So?
What's going on
this evening?

[Donovan] Just meeting some
clients for some drinks.

I got an idea.

Why don't you join me?

-With your clients?
-Yeah.

Well, they're clients,
but they're friends of mine.

It actually sounds
like a lot of fun.

I wish I could.

Come on. What time's
your shift end?

Late.

What do you do,
by the way?

We kind of skipped over
this small talk last time.

Investment management.

Super dull.

But, pays the bills.

I imagine it pays
'em quite adequately.

Yeah, I suppose it does.

Look, why don't you call
whoever you have to call

and just tell 'em
you're clocking out.

You don't want to bring
your NetCar driver to
have drinks with your clients.

Oh, but I do.
I do.

Oh, wait, hold on.
Is that a smile?

That's a smile. Yeah.

Maybe you're finally turning
the page on the worst chapter
of your life.

I actually just got
held up at gunpoint

to go pick up a drug dealing
gun-shot victim in an alley.

Come on.

Are you kidding?

New chapter.

-[Donovan] Better.
-[Trudy] Yeah.

I'm sorry.

The last thing
you need right now

is an overly emotional woman
breaking down on you.

Mmm. Yeah.

Kidding. I'm kidding.

Listen, no, there's no where
else I'd rather be than right
here with you right now.

Yeah, what about
your clients?

[sighs] They can wait.

Do you want
to talk about it?

No!

No.

I don't want to trouble
you with my problems, okay?

You don't even know me.

Well, honestly,
I'd like to get
to know you.

-Are you flirting with me?
-Yes.

Hard.

[both laughing]

Sorry. Was that
inappropriately honest?

Yes.

Should I have denied that
I was flirting with you?

No.

Okay. Well, yeah.
Honesty is one
of my faults.

I'm not sorry.

You shouldn't be.

It's refreshing.

[sighs] It's not really
the best circumstance
for flirting.

Well, that's not really
your call to make now,
is it?

I'm damaged goods.

We're all damaged goods.

[club music playing]

[Gretchen] Why didn't you
go out for drinks with him?

[Trudy] He is just some guy
I met in my NetCar. No.

That is not the way
I want to meet somebody.

He's smart.

Attractive. He has money.

I mean, what more
do you want?

I don't know.

I broke down. I mean...

I cried like a baby
and I don't even know him.

I guess I just want
a little more romance.

Ugh, I hate
feeling desperate.

That is so romantic!
Are you kidding me?

Look, he stumbled
into my life twice.

If it's meant to be...

he'll stumble in again.

[Gretchen]
That's a positive
way of thinking.

Gretchen. Gretch!

Holy crap!

Is that him?

Here. Write this down.

-Ready? Mass plate--
Are you ready?
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Go. Go.

1-4-8-N-K-3.

[Gretchen]
N-K-3. Got it.

I mean, should we
call the cops?

Not, yet. He hasn't
done anything.

I mean it might be
a legit NetCar.

I mean, what do you want
to do? You just want to
sit here and wait

to see if he maybe
rapes someone?

Well, hopefully we can
call the cops before
something happens,

but yes, okay,
we need to find
something incriminating.

-Gretch! Gretch! Gretch!
Wake up! Wake up!
-Oh, my gosh, what?

Look, look, look.

She just requested
a NetCar.

[Gretchen]
How do you know?

Do you think he's monitoring
the NetCar system, too?

I imagine it's possible.

Oh, my gosh, look,
he's pulling up.

He's not a NetCar.
He's not on the GPS.

What do you
want to do?

We're gonna follow him.

-Oh, my gosh.
-Put your seatbelt on.

[Gretchen] Don't you think
we should call the cops?

Trudy?

Well, now you have
something to report.

Oh, my God.

What?

It's him.

-Who?
-Donovan.

Donovan?

[cell phone ringing]

[sighs]

Jackson.

-Trudy--
-I--

Trudy, are you there?

Give it. Hi. Hi,
I'm Trudy's roommate.

Look, we're at the
Slumber Haven Motel.

He's here.
He's got another
girl with him.

Wait, slow down.
What is your name?

My name is Gretchen Healy.
I am Trudy's roommate.

Is Trudy there
with you?

-Yeah.
-Is she okay?

Yeah, she's fine. I'm fine.
We're in the car.
We followed him here.

Okay, do not
go in there.

Stay away from the motel.
I'll send a unit right over.

Okay. Okay.
Thank you.

-They're on their way.
-He was in my car.

He was in my car!

He gave me coffee.
He had to know it was me.

Maybe he didn't.

God, I'm so stupid.

[gasping] Oh, God!

-I thought I liked him.
-Hey, hey, hey.

You were smart, okay?
You followed your instinct.
You didn't have drinks with him.

But I wanted to!

Do not do this to yourself.

God!

What is he--

Hold on.

God, she's wasted.

Let me see.
Let me see.

I need to help her.

-The cops are on their way.
-We gotta get her out of there.

Detective Jackson said
to wait in the car.

No, I don't care. Okay?

[panting]

[Donovan]
Uh, just a second.
Hang on!

Police. Open up please.

Hey, sorry,
I was just in the shower.

-Are you alone?
-Yeah.

-Why?
-We're investigating
a possible kidnapping.

We got a report of suspicious
activity here at the motel.

-Mmm.
-Mind if we take
a look around?

I'm pretty sure you need
a warrant, but no, you know,
help yourself. Go ahead.

You, uh...

notice anything
out of the ordinary?

Mmm. Like what?

Loud guests.
Screaming, arguing?

[Donovan] No.

It's been a pretty
quiet night actually.

All right.

Thank you for your time.

-Of course.
-Good night.

Night.

You two put yourselves into
a very dangerous situation
tonight.

I sat with him
right here
in this diner.

He has ridden in my car.

But can you positively
identify him from the night
of your assault.

God dammit, no!

Do you recognize this man?

No.

It's an artist's sketch
based on the motel clerk's
description of your assailant.

-That doesn't make any sense.
He wasn't--
-This...

is our best lead right now.

Where was the girl?

Trudy, you know the law.

There was absolutely
nothing wrong in that
motel room tonight.

Nothing suspicious.

-No victim. No arrest.
-[sighs deeply]

We saw him
take her in there.

But you can't
identify him.

And the man in that motel room
doesn't even remotely resemble
this drawing.

I need you two
to back off

and let us do
our police work.

You have no idea
what I've been through.

I can't just sit
around and wait.

Unfortunately...

I do know what
you've been through.

I've been
through it myself.

This is a victim's advocate.

She works with social services
and I think she could be a big
help to you right now.

She'll help you navigate this
system and give you some place
to vent your frustrations.

In the meantime,
you need to go home.

Let me do my job.

We're gonna get his guy.

[sighs] We're not going home.

[Trudy] What is he
still doing in there?

[Gretchen] Probably sleeping.

Trud, it's 4:00 in the morning.

He's not our guy.
Can we please just go?

No. He's not sleeping.

Then what is he doing?

-She's not even in there.
-Yeah, where did she go?

She has to be.
We saw him bring
her in there.

I don't know.
Maybe he got...

adjoining rooms
or something.

Look.

Duck. Duck. Duck.

-Put your seatbelt on.
-Oh, my gosh. What's happening?

Just duck.

[Gretchen]
What are you doing?

I'm so confused.

[Trudy] I'll come
talk to her later.

Let's let her
sleep it off.

[knocking on door]

[doorbell ringing]

-What are you doing here?
-Hi.

My name is Trudy O'Donnell.

I'm not selling anything.
I think we had similar
experiences.

What are you
talking about?

A couple of weeks ago
I got into a black NetCar

and I was raped
by my driver.

Do you remember how
you got home last night?

Um-- What?

What? I think you
better go away.

-No, no, no. Please, just--
-Go or I'll call the police.

Let me talk, please.
Please? Okay?

I just want to help.

I know who the man was,
and I don't think
he assaulted you.

Well, how did
you find me?

I followed you home
from the motel.

What motel?

How much do you...
know about what happened...
last night?

Um--

Okay, just--
Let me get dressed.

Okay.

Do you feel like
you've been...
sexually assaulted?

I mean, do you feel
like you've had sex?

No.

I don't think so.

I think I would know.

Good. Good.
That's what
I thought.

He's too smart
to go through
with it.

[sighs] Oh, my God.

-What the hell happened?
-It's not your fault.

He's not a NetCar driver.

He just pulls up
in a nice black car
and we unsuspectingly get in.

And he raped you?

Yes.

Oh, my God.

I have to go
to the police.

Would you?

[sighs] I was hoping
you'd say that.

This could really
help my case.

Yeah. Of course.

I'm so sorry.

Donovan.

Thank you for coming in.

Am I under arrest?

No.

I just wanted to talk to you
about what happened at the motel
the other night.

Okay, well, then you're aware
that I'm here completely
at my own prerogative.

And I can leave
at any time.

I'm not accusing
you of anything.

I just wanted to tell you
what we know

and see if maybe you could
fill in a few holes for us.

We have a witness that saw you
pickup Elise Steele in front of
the Paladium last Friday night.

Did you know Miss Steele
before she got into your
vehicle?

We also know that she had
Rohypnol in her system
the following day.

That same witness...

saw you drop Miss Steele off
in front of her home just
a few hours later.

Please...

I'm just asking
for a little
cooperation here.

Listen, detective...

I know my rights.

I know how
this works.

I don't mean to be obstinate...

but I'd prefer to share
any information I do

or do not know
in a court of law.

If and when
that should occur.

Oh, oh! And by the way...

your officer who didn't
have a warrant

did a completely
illegal search
of my premises...

and I'll press
charges if I need to.

Okay then.

I'm going to leave now.

Oh, and thank you for your
service to our community,
detective.

Hi, Trudy.

[gasping]

What are you doing here?

I was in the neighborhood.

Oh!

How do you know
where I live?

Let's not play games
here with each other,
Trudy.

I know you followed me
to the motel.

-May I come in?
-No.

I don't want you to.

Why would you
follow me?

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

No, I think you do.

You're afraid of me,
aren't you?

You should be.

-I'll scream.
-No, you won't.

You know...

[sniffing]

I really thought that
we had a connection.

I felt it.

Didn't you?

You have nothing.
Do you understand?

Nothing.

It's your word
against mine.

You don't have a shred
of real evidence, so...

unless you want
to live your life
in fear...

how about you get off
this little vigilante
crusade of yours...

and just go back
to living your pretty
little life.

Stop.

Stop.

Go ahead!

Scream.

[gasping]

What the hell happened?

-He was here.
-Who?

Donovan.
He saw us at the motel.

My God, did he hurt you?

No.

But I know
it was him.

Are you sure? You're not just
wanting him to be the guy?

No, I'm sure.

It has to be.

Okay, you need
to call Detective Jackson.

So she can tell me
the same thing
you just did?

That I'm projecting
my memories...

that the witness' sketch
doesn't even match his
description.

That damn motel clerk.

Yeah, I did a little
research on him.

Several arrests.

Did a little time for B&E
and cocaine possession.

Maybe he's working
with Donovan.

Yeah, my thoughts exactly.

I have a plan.

But I'm going
to need your help.

Only if you're willing.

[club music playing
in distance]

-Hello?
-[Trudy] Okay, he's in place.

Take a shot
for courage.

Okay.

Love your guts.

Love you more.

[exhaling deeply]

Uh, can I have
a shot of bourbon,
please?

Okay, we're on route.

Remember the crime scene.
Do not leave a trace.

I have some water
back there if you want.

Thank you.

You all right back there?

Yeah. [yawning]

Yeah, I'm just sleepy.

You know what they say...

water's the best
thing for you.

Yeah.

[Juan speaking in Spanish]

-How're you doing?
-Good.

-Can I get a room?
-Yeah.

45 bucks for the night.

I'll need you to fill in
these out for me.

Hey, where the hell
is Green Street?

It's, um, downtown.

Canal district.

Ah! [in Spanish]
Okay, yeah.

[in Spanish]

How long does it
take him to get here?

This time of night, probably
about 15 to 20 minutes.

[sighs] Okay. Thank you.

-Car trouble.
-Mmm-hmm.

So we all good
here or what?

Yeah.

Listen to me,
this is the last
goddamn time.

[whistles] Hey, mira.

Here we go.

So, Manuel's on his way,
but it's going to take him
like 20 minutes to get here.

The guy inside, he says
he's coming down
Canal District way.

Come on.

Had too much to drink.

Come on.

I got a picture

of you taking $200
from that douchebag.

Now...

I know what you did.

So why don't you
give me the master key

and I won't tell
the cops what I know.

Whatever you want, bro.

Hey.

Why don't you go have
a chat with your boy
Roger?

Carlos and me,
we've got some
work to do.

Thanks, Juan.

Hey, Trudy.

I told you,
I owe you one.

Hello, Roger.
I'm Trudy.
Remember me?

Why don't you tell me
about that sketch?

What the hell?
Where did he go?

Check the bathroom.
Check the bathroom.

It's locked.

Whoa, whoa.
What the hell?

Hey, who are you?

-Drop it. Drop it.
-[Gretchen screaming]

[Juan]
Just the wrong room, man.
Just the wrong room.

-[Gretchen screaming]
-Call the police.

Easy, man. Easy, easy.

I checked. This is
the wrong room. I know.

But Roger, he told me
to come down to 105.

You know, that's it.
That's all I was doing.

-[Charles] Shut up.
-Hey, what's going on in there?
Hey, is she okay?

[Donovan] Yeah. She's fine.

All right, looks like--

[screaming]

Get off her!

Hey, get off her.

Get off her!

Get up!

-What took you so long?
-I'm sorry.

What took you so long?

They're brothers.
They're brothers.

They're freaking brothers!

Take off the mask!

Take it off!

Hi, Trudy.

You're brothers?

-Trudy--
-How could you?

Huh?

I trusted you.

God, I cared about you.

You violated me!

You breached me!

I'm going to make sure that
they put you away for a long,
long time.

But you know
they won't.

I'll see you
in five years?

Free on good behavior.

[laughing]

I'll be waiting.

Are you okay?
I'm sorry.

-I'm sorry.
-[sobbing]

You won't believe
what they said.

When they thought
I was unconscious.

Don't tell me.
Don't.

All I know is I got
in the wrong car that night.

Okay, well. We're going
to stick to the plan.
You have to get out of here.

Okay. You have
the pepper spray?

Yeah.

I guess it came in handy.

Okay.

I love your guts.

I love you more.

You got the DNA sample?

That's my girl.

[sirens wailing]

* I saw him in the city,
oh how I feel for ya *

* Drapin all over,
it wasn't pretty *

* You thought it'd never happen,
well who ya kiddin? *

* It's time to let it go,
let it go *'

* Unless there's
something goofy *

* Like in the movies like
perhaps a body double,
a doppleganger *

* He called you from her car
while his hands were on her *

* What an animal, animal

* Loud, say it loud and clear

* Something you don't

* You don't want to hear

* Well, devil's got
your boyfriend *

* He's got the one who said
he'd always love you *

* He'd never leave you

* The devil's got
your boyfriend *

* He's got your boy
and he'll never let go *

[ vocalizing ]

* Then at Tippitina's,
you wont believe it *

* I heard it from another,
a New Orleanian *

* Well anything can happen,
maybe his sister? *

* But he said she lived
in Bend, Oregon *

* That slip was
something Freudian *

* And once you notice its like
peeling up an onion *

* Layer by layer

* And lair by liar
it gets later and later *

* And you haven't done a thing
done a thing *

* Loud, say it loud and clear

* Something you don't

* You don't want to hear

* Well, devil's got
your boyfriend *

* He's got the one who said
he'd always love you
he'd never leave you *

* Devil's got your boyfriend