All language subtitles for Law . Order SVU S12E08 hdtv lol en

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.

Calvin!

Don't ever point a gun
at a cop.

Or anyone else
for that matter, okay?

Chillax.
I thought it'd be funny.

It's not.

But this is.

Ah, stop!

Oh, come on!
I have to pee!

- I have to pee.
- Okay.

Then you're going to bed.

It's after midnight, Calvin.

Dana.

You would not believe
the day I've had.

Sorry to barge in
on you so late.

Have you got any bourbon?

Uh, corner cabinet.
Top shelf.

Long time no see.

You still working undercover?

Funny you should ask.

And who might you be?

- Is this your girlfriend?
- No.

Agent Lewis works for the FBI.

She's here to arrest you.

Because you won't go to bed.
Now, scoot.

Thanks for blowing my cover.
Now I'm gonna have to kill him.

Go!
Good night.

When did you get a kid?

When his mother abandoned him.

Trying to track down
the father.

So...What brings you here?

I need a weensie favor.

I can't take this
to the FBI lab.

So can you run that rape kit
for me as a Jane Doe?

Who's the victim?

Me.

Sync: Rai

what's with
the cloak and dagger?

I promised I'd be discreet.

Uh...I dropped off a Jane Doe rape
kit on our office this morning.

- Vip?
- FBI.

Dana Lewis.

- She all right?
- She claims to be.

She refuses to report it
to her bosses at the bureau.

She's been undercover
for a year.

She's close to making a bust.

If she tells the feds now,
they'll pull her out.

And...They should.

She doesn' who attacked her.

If it's the target,
her cover's already blown.

She's only asking for a few
more days to close the case.

Which is?

She can't tell me.

So how do we investigate?
We can't even get a hold of her.

Look, she's a reluctant
complainant,

but she promised
she'd contact me today.

I'll hold off
calling her sac for a while.

But give me the full picture.

St. Paul's chapel
Monday, october 25

the labyrinth becomes a mirror

for where we are in our life.

It has only one path.

There are no tricks
and no dead ends.

I'm sorry what happened to you.

Me too.

I'm also sorry you brought him.

Dana, he's my partner.
I had to tell him.

No, you didn't.

I know you're just here
to see if I'm okay.

I'm fine.
I'm working.

Down by ground zero.
So it's an anti-terror case?

Ask me a question I can answer.

Come on.
You gotta fill in the blanks.

I'm working three cases
right now.

If my cover was blown
on one of them,

I need to know which one it is.

I never asked you
to investigate.

I just asked for a lab report.

And the second we get it, it's
all yours. But in the meantime,

why don't you just walk us
through your crime scene?

It's not necessary.
You've got everything there is.

Fresh pair of eyes can't hurt.

And if it's not
related to the job...

If you were a random victim,

he rapes somebody else,
then how are you gonna feel?

Oh, really?

You're playing the guilt card
on a fragile victim?

Really?
Fragile?

I mean, every time I'm near you,
I wind up in the hospital.

When you're chasing down
those aryans, I get shot.

When you're after those
eco-freaks, I get blown up.

Stop.
You had me at shot.

We can't be seen
going there together.

I'll give you the address.
You meet me there.

She didn't tell me she was
raped in her crash pad.

Well, they gotta pull her
out of here.

Her cover's
definitely been blown.

Well, they certainly pumped
a lot of money into this one.

Her fake kids
even look like her.

That's because they are mine.

And so is the apartment.

Where were the kids
when you were attacked?

They live in D.C.
With their daddy.

I'm shipping 'em off to Europe
till I can clean this mess up.

You've a very understanding ex.

Yes, but we're not divorced.
Married 20 years next month.

Really?

- Alec is a rock.
- Maybe you should surprise him

and join him
and the kids in Europe.

But don't you want me to
answer all your little questions?

Starting with
the romantic details?

Right this way.

I had just come home

after crawlin' around
in the dirt all day.

He yoked me
as I walked through this door.

He was 6'2", maybe 220.

- Get a look at his face?
- He was wearin' a mask.

I elbowed him in the ribs,
but he had me in a sleeper hold.

And you were out
in four seconds.

Yep. And, uh...

When I came to,
I was lyin' on the bed...

And he was on top of me
and, uh...

Rapin' me.

Vaginal penetration only.

I am trained...

To get out of that situation.

You can't prepare for every
situation. Trust me. I know.

I couldn't move.

Don't blame yourself.

I don't, pinhead.

He had injected me
with a paralytic agent.

I couldn't...Scream.

But I could feel everything.

How long did it last?

Seven minutes of heaven.

Closer to 30.

He left pretty quick
aftehe finished and, uh,

the drug wore off
pretty fast after that.

I did my own rape kit

and got to your house
around midnight.

We'll get crime scene down here,
have 'em go over the place.

That will not be necessary.

I collected all of the evidence
there is, so, um...

If you'll excuse me,

there is someplace
I need to be.

Oh, you're not going
back to work.

Them qur'ans ain't gonna
burn themselves.

Dana, you are not going
back out in the field.

You could walk straight
into a trap,

and he could rape you again.

- I'll be fine.
- You either let us help you out

or we rat you out to your boss.

How 'bout that?

Okay. Okay.

There's gonna be a crowd...
So blend in.

And so help me,
if you blow my cover,

I will send you home
cryin' to your mama.

Park 51 Monday, october 25

no mosque here!

No mosque here!

No mosque here!
No mosque here!

- No mosque here!
- This is hallowed ground!

3,000 American heroes
gave their lives!

Yeah!

This mega mosque
is a spit in our faces!

Got a point.

Ever hear of freedom
of religion?

Hey, you, al-qaeda
is laughin' at us.

And you wanna let 'em build
their command center right here?

It's a community center.
Basketball court, pool.

- Available to kids of all faiths.
- You tell this woman

that that mosque is gonna be
a monument to terrorism!

Mark my words,

this mosque is gonna be the birthplace
of the next terrorist event!

Yeah!

They're trying to counteract
the hate and fanaticism

- of their own lunatic fringe.
- Liv.

What are you,
some kind of jihad Jane?

She's just very misguided.

Well, they can build
a mosque here...

She ditched us.

When we can build
a synagogue in mecca!

- There she is.
- No mosque here!

- No mosque here!
- It's gotta be her contact.

- Did he just abduct her?
- El, we gotta call it in.

- No mosque here!
- Ohio plates.

- No mosque here!
- Got it.

Van's registered
to David worthy from akron.

Bolo's out.

Yeah, I got a don't apprehend,
just notify.

What's this case...

stabler just hung up on me.
What case are they working?

- Need to know.
- What am I, chopped liver?

How come liv and el
get to work anti-terror?

Who told you that?

The guy they're looking for is
on six different watch lists.

He's a high-ranking member...

Of the s.C.B.

- Is that an anti-Muslim group?
- Anti-American.

Government, that is.

The sovereign
citizen's brigade.

Their members don't carry
driver's licenses

or register their kids' births.

Yeah. They hate taxes,
traffic laws,

- and making banks rich.
- Who doesn't?

What got 'em
on the watch lists?

One of their nuts
allegedly acting on his own

took out an irs agent.

Call Elliot back. Let 'em know
who they're dealing with.

We never should have let her
back in the field.

You the guys who put out
the bolo for the Ohio plate?

- Yeah. What happened?
- I saw them heading northbound

just past the peekskill hollow exit.
I called it in and kept pace.

The instructions were
to notify only, not follow.

My call.

- How many bodies?
- Just one.

- In the driver's seat.
- Looks male.

It must be David worthy.

Was this the driver?

- Yes.
- You saw the explosion?

In my rearview mirror.

I thought you said
you were following.

I was hanging back about
100 yards till they lost me.

They must have pulled in here,
and I drove right by 'em.

I went another mile...
Kaboom.

Wait a minute.
You keep saying "they."

How many people
were in the van?

I counted six occupants...
five male, one female.

By the time I got back here,
there was no sign of them.

And nothing around here
for Miles.

So where the hell
did they take Dana?

Federal bureau of investigation
Tuesday, october 26

you've gotta pull
agent Lewis out.

- Or...What?
- We don't know the particulars,

but we know it involves
the sovereign citizens brigade.

You heard about the van that
blew up on the taconic last night?

Should I have?

Well, the crispy critter inside

was more than likely
a guy named David worthy.

Now, we observed agent Lewis getting
into his van earlier in the day.

It did not appear
to be voluntary.

There were five other
subjects on board.

We have reason to believe
her cover's been blown

and she's in serious danger.

Worthy, before he became
barbecue,

had a bullet
pumped into his head.

We can't reach Dana.

She hasn't returned
to her apartment.

- Has she made contact?
- Not in about 12 months.

She's that deep under?

Dana...Left the bureau

about a year ago.

Who the hell is Dana working for?

She's a pain in the ass,

but one of the alphabets
would have scooped her up.

NSA, atf, dod

got over a thousand government
agencies working counterterr.

And that's not even counting
the private sector.

All right...

She's stonewalled us
on every detail.

She spent the day playing us.

The anti-mosque crowd...
that was a smokescreen.

But she did meet
a real target there.

So that's it.

The citizen's brigade...
we gotta track them down

before they wind up putting
a bullet in her head.

They're paranoid
conspiracy theorists, right?

Time to call in the expert?

The learning area
Tuesday, october 26

"the seminar
you can't afford to miss.

"Today only, tom Marshall

of the sovereign
citizen's brigade."

"How to avoid foreclosure.

What the government
doesn't want you to know."

Don't drink the kool-aid,
munch.

We came here to sweat this guy,

not sign up for
his master class.

A secret identity was created

for each and every
one of you at birth.

It's called a straw man.

It's linked to an account
at the U.S. treasury

which they use as collateral
on foreign debt.

If you file the right documents

at the right offices,
that money can be yours.

Right.

Each of us can regain
our sovereignty,

actively opt out of
government enslavement.

How do I break these shackles?

I've compiled
all the forms you need.

Bill of exchange,
promissory Bond...

There's more than
enough to go around, gentlemen.

They'll be available for
purchase after the lecture.

You *** the strong many accounts

it's called a redemption scam,
folks.

Sadly, it's been repeatedly
rejected by the courts.

Don't give this charlatan
another dime.

See what's happening here?

The government has sent its
lackeys to obfuscate the truth.

You want truth? You've
been preyed upon by wall street,

banks, and mortgage companies.

Dot is schmendrick con you too.

You're under arrest for fraud.

You're tools
of an illegitimate government.

I don't recognize
your authority.

Or your laws.

David worthy.
He's part of your pack.

He's with the Ohio chapter.
Yeah.

I used to read his blog.

I never met him.

You're not going to, either.

Your s.C.B. Boys have started
getting a little paranoid

and killing each other off,
and that's fine by me,

but they've kidnapped
a federal agent.

- I don't know anything about that...
- The feds know you do.

They know you do.

Now, unless you want to end the rest
of your life in a fema death camp...

You better start talkin' to me.

Don't look at the mirror.

All I know...

Is that David started
to sound crazy on his blog.

He said the time
for nonviolence is over.

Where's his compound?

I don't know.

S.C.B. Believes in peaceful
solution to world enslavement.

When we refused
to resort to violence...

David found a group that would.

Who?

"Patriots against tyranny"?

Militia group based
right here in New York.

Yeah, who Mr. worthy found
more in sync with his ideology.

In the past two years,

there's been a 300% increase
in active militias.

As they see it, someone's out
to take their guns away.

That's why they're stockpiling 'em,
going out and training in the woods.

For what, a revolution?

The usual... pat's mission is to end
the current system of government,

one way or another.

My contact's
got a bead on the pats.

Their compound's
in staten island.

Tuesday, october 26

- what the hell?
- Hey, who's in that bus?

No idea.
There's bodies everywhere.

Feds really screwed the pooch
on this one.

- What happened?
- Waco meets Ruby Ridge.

There's the son of a bitch
right there.

Hey, dowling.

Cannot believe that you
looked us in the eyes and you lied.

You never gave me the code.

If Dana wanted me
to share information with you,

you'd know it already.

You're interfering with
a federal investigation.

El, there's the other guy from the rally,
the one that shoved her in the car.

Where's Dana?

When you came in screaming
the sky was falling,

we had to try to get her out.

But their surveillance
blew our cover.

She was embedded
when the raid went down.

She's in the house.

Oh, my God.

There were no survivors.

Who let these jokers in here?

You're okay.

Yeah. No thanks to you.

Hey, what part of me
ditching you at the rally

did you not get?

I met up with a contact

that I was working
for six months.

Everything was under control.

Control include that van
you were in getting blown up?

That was an unscheduled
boom boom

which wouldn't have happened
had you bozos

not sicced
the state trooper on us.

She wasn't supposed
to follow you.

Well, she did!

The pat's plan

was to spark a revolution
by killing a cop,

and you guys served up that state
trooper on a silver platter.

Then, after all of New York's finest
would attend the funeral,

they would just blow
everybody else up.

- Hey, hey...

I don't have a good track
record with you and explosives.

Oh, relax, Nancy.
Pin's in it.

How did you stop them?

By reminding them...

That all of the pats
were supposed to be there

when the spark was ignited.

We were a few members short.

- Well, did you get 'em all?
- Would have...

Had the raid gone down
when it shoulda.

All the big boys
were comin' in from out west

tomorrow.

Why did they kill worthy?

When we pulled off
into the trees,

he accidentally
hit his brights and...

They thought that he was
signaling to the state trooper.

They're a paranoid bunch.

So where'd you go?

There's nothing for Miles
around there.

We didn't pull off the parkway

until we had the car in place.

It brought us straight here.

Sorry I didn't have a chance
to check in with mommy and daddy.

I killed three people today
that I meant to take in alive.

Do you have my lab report?

We've been kinda busy.

Well, would you please redirect
all my evidence to the FBI lab?

They'll be handling it
from here.

We're done.

We're not handing this case
over to the feds.

- Let it go, liv.
- It's our jurisdiction.

Dana is never gonna
cooperate with us.

Let them deal with her.
Maybe they'll have better luck.

No, I say we give her
a day or two to calm down,

- and then we go back at her.
- Okay.

Guys, you gotta get Dana
down here asap.

Okay, that's not gonna happen.

Well, suck it up
and say pretty please.

We just caught a case where
the victim was choked out.

And injected with
a paralyzing agent, then raped.

Sound familiar?

The same m.O. As Dana.
He hit again.

New victim's name is
Jennifer Briggs, 27.

She was attacked in her soho
apartment early this morning.

Well, they're connected.
Is she FBI?

Much more dangerous.
An accountant.

Where is she?
We need to talk to her.

Unfortunately, this is
where the pattern breaks.

He let Dana live,
but Jennifer wasn't so lucky.

Look, we really
appreciate this.

Our calls were going
straight to voicemail.

Last thing I owe you two
is a favor.

Tell cragen we're square.

Flunked High School
typing, huh?

Usually, my handler
types up my reports.

But since I've been benched...

Don't keep her too long.

You guys created a Mountain
of paperwork for her.

I'll leave you ladies to chat.

Look, Dana,
we're not here about you.

- We've already apologized.
- We're here about Jennifer Briggs,

your rapist's newest victim.

Who wasn't as lucky as you.

She's dead.

Well, maybe if y'all had
concentrated on my lab report

instead of getting knee-deep
in my business, she'd be alive.

Wait a minute. How 'bout if you had
cooperated from the beginning?

You do your own rape kit?
You process the crime scene?

I mean, who knows what evidence
you screwed up?

Here's your lab report.

Shoot.
No DNA.

The only way we're gonna break
this is to work the pattern.

Can't do that without you.

Okay.

But I can't talk about it here.

You recognize her?

- No.
- If your attack was related

to one of your cases,
you two have to be linked.

Could she be somebody's girlfriend
in the patriots against tyranny?

I've never heard her mentioned.

You spent the entire day
with them.

After you were attacked,

anyone jump out at you
as a possible suspect?

Well, there was one guy

who was eyeing me
a little bit funny, but...

He was in a body bag before
this little girl was murdered.

How about one of your
other cases?

Tell me about her.

She lived in soho.

She worked
in the diamond district.

Really.

Bureau was cooperating
with interpol

on a series
of international heists.

Apparently, some of the diamonds
have found their way over here

into the stonecutter's
institute.

Okay. Jennifer worked at
kauffman fein as an accountant.

Maybe she got her hand
caught in a diamond jar.

It's funny you should say that,

because he broke
every one of hers.

One at a time.

Well, that must have been
incredibly painful.

Course... she couldn't
do anything about it.

But he exhibited more anger
at her than at me.

It means that he had
a closer connection to her.

When he was...
Done with me,

he held my hand

and he said,

"you're just lucky you never
did anything to piss me off."

We gotta find this guy.

Kauffman fein jewelers
Wednesday, october 27

I don't know why anyone
would want to hurt Jennifer.

Model employee?

Model human being.

Ah, don't touch
the merchandise, please.

Maybe he wanted to buy me
something pretty.

It is our
ten-year anniversary.

Mazel tov.

- Was Jennifer seeing anybody?
- No, no.

She had her heart broken
a year ago,

spent her free time
doing charity work.

- For who?
- You name it.

Soup kitchens,
community gardens...

You know, she used to
write to prisoners.

I warned her
no good would come of it.

Did she go through
a pen pal service?

Yeah.
She thought it was safe.

They never gave out
home addresses,

and they only reached out
to Jewish inmates.

We got the list
from project mitzvah.

Jennifer's corresponded
over the last five years

with eight different prisoners.

I gotta have a connection
with one of them. Give me the list.

Uh..."Sam mendelsohn.

Peter skolnick."

No. I didn't put
any of these guys away.

Five of 'em
are still locked up.

Well, that means three are out.
Let's pull 'em up.

Paul klein.

He's 5'4".
I think that rules him out.

Yep.

Jonathan marks. 5'11".
He's in the ballpark.

Well, he's got violence.
It says there he killed his wife.

And they let that boy out.

Yeah, compassionate release.
Thmug shot is from '85.

He's now in his '70s
and on a ventilator.

Next.

- Seth Coleman.
- Ha!

6'2', 224.
Released last week.

That's it.
That's him.

- Level three sex offender.
- No bodies on him.

But he choked out
both his victims.

It's gotta be him.

But he's not a pat.
He's not a member of s.C.B.

What is his connection to me?

I hate to be
a self-hating Jew, but...

He doesn't look like
a member of the tribe to me.

Division of criminal justice services
Wednesday, october 27

Seth Coleman isn't Jewish.

But he was a jailhouse convert
to the Aryan brotherhood.

I had to catalogue
his prison tats.

How did he get on
the Jewish prisoners' list?

Oh, how would I know?
Talk to his parole officer.

We did.
Coleman never checked in.

He had the pleasure
of visiting with you 15 days before

he got out
to register as a sex offender.

You were supposed to
verify his placement.

I did.
His aunt said she'd take him.

She changed her mind.
She got cold feet.

Happens all the time.

Do you have any idea how hard
it is to place a sex offender?

Which is why
you should always follow up.

I did my job.

First address he gave me had
a felon living in the building,

and I denied it.

Please tell me
you kept that address.

Well, that was a bust.

This where he lives?

What are you doing here?

So you stalking us now?

Dana.

You know that you can't
bring in your own rapist.

Hey, you had my back.
Now I've got yours.

I take it he wasn't home.

You can take it any way you want.
Just let us do our job.

Unless you wanna
compromise the case.

You're the only living witness.
We need a clean I.D.

Assuming you
bring him in alive.

Get outta here now.

That's him.

Dana, go back to the precinct.

Seriously, Dana,
let us handle it.

Come on, pal, don't run.
My knees are killing me.

She's gonna run him over!

She's not gonna be happy
till she kills me.

- Dana?
- Bitch!

Coleman.

Coleman, put the nail gun down.

No. She puts hers wo
first.

It's three to one.
Don't be stupid.

Got you cornered.
Can't move, can you?

I'm just defending myself, man.

Are you paralyzed yet?
How's it feel?

Would you please
arrest this lunatic?

No, no, no.
No one's getting arrested here.

- Dana.
- Come on, scum.

Come on, come on, we got
ourselves a fair fight now.

All right, no one has to get
hurt here. Both of you, stand down.

Dana, we got him.

Uncle.

- Nobody move!
- Agent Lewis, that's enough!

He's mine!

Okay, coward.

You filthy coward!

Make peace with your maker.

- What?
- Got any last requests?

Don't let her kill me.

Honey, you are already dead.

How's it feel

- to be powerless, you mother...
- Dana!

- Oh, my God, what happened?
- It ricocheted off the beam.

Oh, my God.

You okay?

Oh, no.

Elliot...
I am so sorry.

Well, it's... it's all
they had in the gift shop.

How you feeling?

I already fessed up.

And you'll be happy to know
that they took my gun away

and, um...
I'm suspended without pay.

You should be.

What are you doing?

You were out of line
shooting at an unarmed man.

You're right, you're right.

The fact that Coleman
raped and tortured me

doesn't excuse what I did.

Liv said that you tried
to crash the interrogation.

I just want an update.

I hear they've been
tag-teaming him for over 12 hours.

Have they got anything?

He confessed to raping
and murdering Jennifer Briggs.

They found his DNA on her.

And what about me?

I never raped no FBI skirt.

Look, you're already facing
25 to life for Jennifer's murder.

Admitting that you raped
agent Lewis

is not gonna add anything
to your sentence.

- Bitch ain't my type.
- Your type?

Your type seems to be
anything with...Lady parts.

Mae ling.

22-year-old doctoral student.

Danielle figeretti.

43-year-old. Divorced.
Mother of four.

It's bull
that I did seven years.

They were begging for it.

Why? 'Cause they went out
clubbing?

Well, when I was workin'
the door,

they were all over me,

whispering in my ear...

Shaking it in my face.

I think they were just trying
to get past the rope.

Well, they gave me
their addresses.

You were carding them.

Now, both of these women
rejected you

when you asked them out.

Just like Jennifer.

She stopped writing to you when

you asked her to send you
naked pictures.

She was looking for a husband.

Why else would you write
to men in prison?

I don't know.

Why would you

sign up for a Jewish pen pal

when you're a Neo-Nazi?

I just hung out with them
for protection, okay?

I've always had a thing
for Jew girls.

They're freaks in bed.

Where is she even going
with this line of questioning?

She's just trying
to keep him talking.

Maybe he'll slip and give us
something on agent Lewis.

A misogynist like him
is not gonna confess to a woman.

Munch and fin went at him
for five straight hours.

Well, I only have three hours
before I have to arraign him.

Get them back here.

I understand daddy
was a locksmith.

- So?
- Picked up some tricks.

Explains how you got into
all those apartments.

Oh, hey, you got me, man.
Now you know all my secrets.

We alsknow that Dana's
apartment was broken into.

- By an expert.
- What are you, deaf?

- That wasn't me.
- That's funny.

'Cause the lab just confirmed
that the paralytic used on Jenny

was the exact same one
used on Dana.

Well, I can't be
the only guy in New York

that doesn't like
their women to squirm.

You're a moron.

There's no way you could have
thought of this on your own.

Did some crooked doctor
make you his bff on the inside?

Lotta rapists in there.

What, do you guys have
a think tank, compare notes?

You know what?

I want a lawyer.

Office of assistant district attorney
Friday, october 29

Seth Coleman refused all pleas.

- We're going to trial.
- I can't.

Dana, you don't have to
go through this alone.

Oh, really?
Are you gonna be there

when my colleagues
order up the trial transcripts

and pass them around for kicks?

That's not going to happen.

Look, they'll never
take me seriously again.

If I can't even
watch my own back,

how are they ever gonna
trust me to watch theirs?

It's not easy for anyone
to confront their attacker,

but you, of all people,
know how important this is.

First of all, I'm not afraid
to confront my own attacker.

But you've already got him
for murder...

what do you need me for?

I have a legal obligation
to prosecute this case.

Don't force me to subpoena you.

Make it go away.

Dana...

It's the only way you're ever
going to find peace.

You've gotta stop following me.

I don't know who you
bribed to get in here,

but this is a bad idea.

Hey, what are you doing?

You're gonna compromise
the case.

We need to talk.

What, so you can
shoot at me again?

If I wanted you dead, you'd be in
a piney box, not this lap of luxury.

- What do you want?
- An explanation.

Why me?

Dream on, lady.
I don't know you.

- I know it was you.
- You're wrong. Guard!

I recognize your voice.

I remember your smell.

Get this crazy broad
out of here!

Please... I need to know...
why me?

You tell me why me.
What was in it for you?

- Why me?
- Dana.

- I need to know.
- Come on.

Wait. Just wait.
Why me?

- You tell me, why me?
- We have to go.

- Tell me why you raped me. Why.
- Let's go. Enough.

Bye-bye.
Sweet dreams.

I know I will.

Supreme court
Monday, November 1

- so you saw his face.
- He wore a mask.

Any identifying marks
on his body?

I couldn't open my eyes.

My attacker used
a paralytic agent.

But you saw
that it was my client.

I told you I couldn't.
He paralyzed me.

But you knew it was him.

I heard his voice.

Did you pick him out
from a voice lineup?

- No.
- Oh, that's right.

They couldn't do one because
when you heard my client,

- he was pleading for his life...
- Objection.

- When you shot at him.
- Overruled.

- I never intended...
- You shot at an unarmed man

who was surrendering
at the time.

- I only wanted to...
- You picked my client

out on the street and tried to run
him over with your motorcycle!

I was giving chase.

Did you identify yourself
as law enforcement?

No.

You're not a member
of the NYPD.

I'm a special agent

of the federal bureau
of investigation.

And since when does
the bureau have jurisdiction

over Manhattan rape cases?

I was investigating
my own rape.

Interfering is more like it.

You took your own rape kit,

which produced no evidence
pointing to my client.

And when detectives told you
he'd raped another woman,

you jumped on board...
maybe for the attention.

This is bull.

Is there really any evidence
that you were even raped?

I mean,
other than your own word.

And given your recent actions,
that isn't worth much.

- Objection!
- Withdrawn.

I'm done with this witness.

- Redirect, your honor.
- Proceed.

Dana.

On the evening of the rape

when you entered
your apartment,

what's the first sound
you remember hearing?

An oof...

When I elbowed him in the ribs.

This is while he was choking me.
I was aiming for his nuts.

Did he ever say
anything to you?

Yeah. He was a talker.

And when I came to on the bed,

he was chattering on about...

You know...

Sex stuff.

What did he say to you?

Is this really necessary?

Answer the question.

What exactly did he say?

While he was unbuttoning
my blouse...

He commented
on my black lace brassiere

and what a dirty
little slut I was.

Anything else?

When he ripped...

My panties off,

he told me that
he knew I couldn't move

but he hoped
I was awake for it.

Then he slapped me
several times across the face

and cursed at me.

What happened next?

He bit my breast.

And I heard him
unzip his pants.

Then he...

He...

He pulled my jaw open
as far as it would go, and he...

I couldn't breathe.

Do you need a minute?

No.

He...

he said I had a velvet throat.

And he...

Stuck his fingers in me and...

Said he was glad
I was enjoying myself.

That's when I felt the full
weight of his body on me

and his belly...

Slapping... against me.

And... he said,

"you sure are a star."

And I... I just...

I just...
Wanted to die.

I just... oh, God.

Let's take
a ten-minute recess.

Dana.

He called you star?

I shoulda
put it together myself.

But I haven't used that alias
star morrison in over four years.

It's the only name
Brian Ackerman knew you by.

There's the connection
to Seth Coleman.

Brian ran the revolution-Aryan warriors
and he's doing life in attica.

Where you put him.

This is payback.

I killed his son, Kyle.

To save your ample ass
in that courtroom shoot-out.

Doesn't make us even.

Look, just play nice.
It's a long ride upstate.

Attica correctional facility
Tuesday, November 2

Brian Ackerman.

Long time no see.
How's prison treating you?

It's giving me a whole new
population to educate.

The revolution-Aryan
warriors are stronger than ever.

Really?

Since you went away,
we elected a black president.

Yeah. I hear he's Muslim.

Don't believe everything
you read on your own website.

How much did you pay
that dimwit Seth Coleman

to track me down and rape me?

Uh...lt was a bargain
at twice the price.

You enjoy
your evening with him?

You're confessing.

Well, I'm already
doing life...Right?

I mean,
what more can you do to me?

Hardly makes us even for you
killing my son Kyle, but...

It's a start, I guess.

No more access
to your band of losers,

no more privileges.

Enjoy your lifetime
spent in solitary.

Hey, do you know what's
gonna get me through, star?

Replaying everything
Coleman did to you.

Name's Dana.

And I'm gonna get past this.

I'm gonna go home
to my lovin' husband,

and I'm going to watch
my kids grow up.

Unlike you,
I'm going to have a life.