All language subtitles for Law and Order SVU s17e01e02 Devils Dissections.eng

Hello.

Yates chooses his victims
at random.

Nadia Decotis was tortured
and killed.

Yates transported her
to his burial ground.

- How many others?
- Seven so far.

No forensics, nothing
to tie him to any of them?

Green nail polish
was applied to the victims.

He either burned the bodies,
or he buried them.

He gets off on torture,
even in court.

- See what we saw?
- I just hope the jury saw it.

On the charge of murder
in the first degree,

we find the defendant
Gregory Yates guilty.

_

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.

[water sloshes]

What, was she dismembered,
or did she come apart in water?

No obvious tears, but there are

cutting marks
in the bones and tendons.

Another body here
at Yates' burial ground.

Yeah, some skinny-dipping
teenagers ditching class

kicked up the vic.

Local precinct gave us
the heads-up,

thought it might be one
we missed.

How?
We covered the whole island.

And Yates buried his bodies.

This one
we found floating in the water.

It just happens to coincide

with when and where Yates
dumped Nadia?

- Rollins.
- Okay.

What, he buried Nadia,
goes back out to Queens,

assaults two flight attendants,
has lunch with his fiancee,

and finds time
for a fourth assault?

- Come on.
- The man was on a spree.

For brunettes.

She's a redhead.
It's not his type.

We got nine dead bodies

found here,
all by the same killer.

And now we got the tenth.
Occam's razor.

Guys, listen,
we have two options.

One is bad.
The other one is worse.

Either we missed one,

or Yates has a copycat.

The victim is
a Caucasian female, late 20s,

probable cause of death...
fractured skull.

Right arm severed surgically
at the shoulder.

Dr. Rudnick,
are we interrupting?

No, not at all. Just notating
my initial findings.

Found in Pelham Bay,

so either she floated up
as the water warmed,

or CSU missed her in April?

So you think Yates did this?

I can't say definitively,

but there are findings
consistent with Yates' MO,

as well as evidence of injury,

both vaginal and anal,
consistent with rape.

Even after this long
in the water?

There's no question
the skull was fractured

just like those of the two
flight attendants and Nadia.

Yeah, but this body
was also dismembered.

- That's not part of Yates' MO.
- Correct.

However, I can tell you the cuts
were made by someone

with surgical training.

And another
interesting detail...

microscopic traces
of green nail polish

under two fingernails.

- Another coincidence, Rollins?
- It's public record.

If you say so.

_

[sighing] Ooh.

That poor, poor girl...
raped, tortured.

And her skull was fractured.

You think I'm responsible.

I understand.
It is the logical assumption.

We had a saying
in medical school...

if you hear hoof beats,
think horses, not zebras.

The ME found traces

of green polish
on her fingernails.

Really?

Now, that is fascinating.

Someone committed
this horrific crime,

and then he went out of his way

to piggyback it onto crimes
I've been accused of.

That was my initial response.

And the red hair...

[scoffs]
Gingers are anathema to me.

I prefer brunettes.
No offense.

It's a long story.

And the body dismembered...

it's so unnecessary.
It's so barbaric.

Well, any ideas
why somebody would have done it?

Well, I don't know.

Maybe the killer likes the act
of cutting into bone and flesh.

Do you mind if I...

- have another look?
- Go right ahead.

Mmhmm.

I'm really sorry.
You...

you have your work
cut out for you.

I appreciate your help, Doctor.

Thoughts are occurring.

If I can, uh, stew on them
for a couple of days...

I might have something for you.

[door buzzes, unlocks]

[door creaks, closes]

[dramatic music]

- sync and corrections by Zac -
- www.addic7ed.com -

- Yates told you that it wasn't him?
- Yeah.

I bet he still says
that Nadia wasn't him.

No, the timeline is too tight.
This girl was a redhead.

Okay, he's never dismembered
a body before this.

We found skulls
last time, Amanda.

Yeah, but that was skeletal
remains of decomped corpses.

This is different.

You know, his victims
were never prostitutes.

This girl is a Jane Doe.

Amanda, I don't know
what you're doing,

but this isn't police work.

I am cultivating a source.

Listen, Yates hinted that
he might know who the killer is.

Hinted, but didn't say.

So what, do you have to go
back there again,

and then he'll tell you?

He's playing you.
This guy's a psychopath.

Not to mention, Amanda,

you went up there
without clearing it with me.

I'm not trusting your judgment
right now.

Okay.

All right,
maybe you guys are right.

So say it is Yates.

Just let me keep
building a rapport.

Then maybe we can finally
get an ID on this girl.

[knock at door] Hey, Sarge.

Sorry to interrupt,

but I finally got a hit
from our DNA.

- From CODIS?
- No, military database.

Vic's name
is Brooke Groves, 28.

She was ROTC
at SUNY Plattsburgh.

Didn't the ME
say she was a working girl?

Well, yeah, but before that,
she had another life.

Last known address
was in Larchmont.

I'll go with.

Actually, Rollins, you
stay here with Fin.

I'll let you know
what we find out.

There you are.

Yeah, they spend all this
money renovating the squad room,

and there's still
nothing to eat.

How you feeling?

I'm just tired.

I've been taking too many shifts
since Nick left.

You talk to him?

Yeah.
Yeah, he's happy.

He's doing physical therapy
in Laguna Beach,

and he's got some kind of lead
with the U.S. Park Police, so...

You miss him.
Is that what this is all about?

No.
I'm pissed off, man.

I get grounded,
and this is my case?

I mean, I know more about how
Yates thinks than Carisi does.

Olivia's just looking out
for you, Amanda.

Yeah?
How do you figure?

You're good at getting
inside these guys' heads.

Don't let them get
inside yours.

_

Oh, no, bikes, toys...
she's a mom.

No, they're not hers.

If a mom disappears, they file
a missing persons report.

[doorbell rings]

[dog barks]

Can I help you?

Uh, Yeah, we're NYPD, um,
Manhattan Special Victims Unit.

We're looking
for a Brooke Groves.

That's me.

Actually, it was me.
I'm Brooke Norwalk now.

Hey, Tommy, Bobby,
go play on the iPad.

Did something happen
to my husband?

- No.
- No, no, no.

Um, we thought something
happened to you.

I don't understand.

It must have been a mistake,

but we got a body
in the morgue, actually.

Oh, no.

Rachel.

My twin sister.

Are you still in touch
with her?

Off and on.

My husband doesn't know that.

Those boys have never even...

After they were born,
my husband...

he said she couldn't come
around anymore.

She had problems?

Rachel went to pieces
after our mom died...

drinking, drugs.

She'd call me from the city,
swear she was going to get help.

I'd go into the city
and give her money.

A few months ago,
she called again really high,

and I told her
I was done enabling her.

[sighs]

How...

What happened to my sister?

I ran the DNA again.

You two were
identical twins, yes?

That's right.
When we were young, we...

[sniffles] Used to dress alike.

No one could tell us apart.

Brace yourself. There's
significant decomposition.

[metal curtain whirs]

[gasps]

It's Rachel.

[sobbing]

I'm very sorry for your loss.

[continues sobbing]

_

Rachel Groves...
she stayed here on and off.

- She was murdered?
- Yeah.

We think she was targeted
'cause she was on the fringes.

Somebody
who wouldn't be missed.

Rachel was troubled.

That's why I was so happy
when her mother came for her.

- Mother?
- I think it was her mother.

The last time I saw Rachel,
she left with an older woman...

gray hair, nicely dressed.

- When was this?
- I'd have to check.

It was still cold...
March, April.

I remember the woman
had a long coat and a hat on.

Okay, do you have
security cameras here?

Yes.
Come, follow me.

[telephones ringing
in the background]

So Rachel was last seen
with this woman.

Can the sister ID her?

No, I mean, their mother
died ten years ago,

and Brooke doesn't know

any other female relatives
or friends.

So who is she?

Obviously not Yates.

And look at the timecode...
April 15th.

Yates was in custody.

April 15, 2012...
that's three years off.

Yeah, and obviously it's a.m.,
but it reads as 11:30 p.m.

The timecode was glitched.
Okay, so check the machine.

See what it reads now
and then adjust it from there.

No, I tried that.

They already reset it once they
realized it was out of whack.

I'll have TARU take a look.

And, um, Sergeant...

in the meantime,
Yates called me twice.

He says
he has more information.

He won't talk
to anybody but me.

Go.

But not by yourself.

[indistinct chatter
in the background]

[door buzzes, unlocks,
creaks open]

You...

you brought backup.

I thought this was gonna be
just between me and you.

You thought wrong.

We're here because we were
able to identify

the victim from Pelham Bay.

You know, I already told you
that I had nothing

- to do with that girl.
- Mmhmm.

You also told me
that you would stew on this,

that you might be able to come
up with more information.

So it turns out...

she had a twin sister.

It sure would mean a lot
to someone

if we could bring her closure.

A twin?

Huh...

that is a real bond.

I would like to help,
but this is a long shot.

But I kept thinking
about those autopsy photos,

the medical training,
the red hair,

and suddenly I was reminded
of this incident that happened

back when I was becoming
a senior resident.

- That was what, in 2002?
- Yeah, about then.

I got a call from an attending.

He needed stitches.

He called you?
Why not go to the hospital?

Because he was embarrassed.

When I got to the town house,
I found out why.

He had bruising and cuts

and what appeared to be

human bite marks
on his inner thigh and scrotum.

He claimed it happened
during some sex game gone awry.

- But you don't believe him.
- No.

I asked him if his partner
needed medical attention.

He assured me that she was fine

and that she had left.

Whoever she was, I could sense
that she was still in the house.

There was a clump of red hair
on the floorboards,

and I...

- I could smell her.
- Okay, Doc.

No.
Really, I could,

and it wasn't the sex,
and it wasn't the hormones.

It was her fear.

It has a very real scent,
like ammonia.

What was the name
of the attending?

[chuckles]

I don't want
to incriminate anybody.

I...

I could be wrong, but...

I remember the street,
though...

Convent Avenue in Harlem.

The town house
has a lovely Juliet balcony.

_

Sarge, Fin,
I wasn't expecting you.

These are the Changs.

They bought the house four years
ago, did a renovation.

Before that,
it had fallen into disrepair

after the 2007 death
of Manon Favreau.

She was a widow
whose husband's family

actually built this house
in the 1880s.

Thanks for
the history lesson, Carisi.

Who lived here in 2002?

We're looking at tax records,
utility bills,

but realistically...

Yates could just be
pulling Rollins' chain.

I don't see
what he gets out of that.

So we're here.

The couple's given us permission
to do a noninvasive search?

Yeah, but after all this time,

what are the chances
we're going to find something?

Sergeant, you're here.
Come look at what we found.

The CSU techs picked up an image
using the GPR.

- What's that?
- Ground penetrating radar.

It's like a sonogram that can
see inside of that wall.

Yes. And see,
it used to be a chimney.

What's that shadow?
There's something in there.

I bet that's
another Yates victim.

So what, we rip down the wall?

Okay, go tell the owners

that that noninvasive search
just became invasive.

A little help here.

It's a suitcase.

Great.
Let's get it out.

[grunts]
There's something inside.

- Should we open it?
- Yeah, go ahead.

[camera shutter clicks]

She's mummified.

So Yates' tip paid off.

There was a body
in the Harlem town house?

In the wall, mummified.

Anything else in the house?

Fin and Carisi are searching
the place with CSU.

We're getting a DNA sample.

As soon as the ME
dates the decomp,

search missing persons.

Why not just ask Yates?
He's a convicted serial killer

who tipped you off
to the location of a corpse

in a house
where he also puts himself.

Rollins has been working him.

He swears that it wasn't him.

[scoffs]
You've got to be kidding me.

The incisions
seem to have been made

by a medical professional,
pubis and ilium scraped

where they were separated
from the adductors.

So she was dissected
just like Rachel Groves was.

The muscle was cut
away from the bone.

[clears throat] Mm.

Detective,
you look a little piqued.

I'm fine.
No, I'm good.

Dr. Rudnick, Rollins.

A sergeant
and an ADA at an autopsy...

should I be nervous?

Can you tell us anything?

An autopsy like this
is an enigmatic puzzle.

The body was cut, broken,

and tied with an electrical cord
to fit in the suitcase.

It had to be uncurled,
X-rayed, rehydrated.

Start at the beginning...
age, cause of death.

She was a white female.

Uh, from her teeth,
I'd guess about 25.

5'6", in good physical health.

Cause of death?

The skull was fractured,

but I believe the cause
was strangulation.

The hyoid was also fractured.

The body was wrapped
in a blanket.

The dry heat and smoke
from the common chimney

effectively mummified
the remains,

and she was in situ
for over a decade mostly likely.

How is it she was discovered?

Actually, it was a tip
from Yates.

Dr. Yates?

It's a tip or a confession?

- Is this another one of his?
- I noted no nail polish.

But the incisions do show
evidence of medical technique.

And the fractured skull is
not inconsistent with Yates' MO.

But strangulation is,
and the victim was a redhead.

Yes, so was Rachel Groves.

I'll need to do
a thorough examination.

So far, I've found no trace
of the killer's DNA,

which is also not inconsistent
with Yates' MO.

"Also not inconsistent
with Yates' MO."

That's ME talk for, "Yates did
it, but don't quote me."

Yates is appealing
his conviction.

Why would he tip us off
to another victim?

He's sick, but he's not stupid.

Rollins, all due respect...

Don't start a sentence
that way.

Fine.

If Yates didn't do it, then how
did he know that body was there?

[scoffs]

Your DA thinks I'm the one
who did this.

You know, I am the one
who told you all about her.

That's exactly
why he thinks you did it.

Is he always so circular
in his reasoning?

You told me that you
were called to that house,

that you knew
a woman was there.

Do you know who she was?

I do.

I even know who killed her.

But...

enough talk
about what I can do for you.

Let's talk
about how you can help me.

Yates wants to touch
his fiancee, Susie Frain?

Hasn't he touched
enough women already?

Look, they've been together
for 20 years.

He's never hurt Susie.

And she's ok with
conjugal visits?

- She called about it twice.
- Every pot has a lid.

Lovely. You do realize how this
would look if word got out, right?

Yates is already on the hook
for multiple rapes and murder.

Now he wants to trade crime tips
for conjugal visits.

If Yates is telling the truth,

there could be
another serial out there.

So pick your poison, Counselor.

Fine.
Bring the fiancee upstate.

Let them conjugate

and then interrogate
both of them afterwards.

You better be right
about this, Rollins.

[woman moaning]

Okay, we good?

Time's up, coming in.

Ms. Frain before you leave, uh,

my detectives have
some questions for you.

No one told me about this.

Oh, hey. It's all right.

Just tell the truth.

All right. We have some
questions for you too.

So much for afterglow,
but a deal's a deal.

Come in here.

We'll have more privacy.

I hope now that you've found
these two bodies,

you'll be releasing Greg
as soon as possible.

Come again?

I always knew Greg
wasn't capable of these crimes.

He was framed.

The poor girl in Pelham Bay...

she must have been murdered
after he was arrested,

or you would have found the body
when you first searched.

Oh, did Greg tell you that?

It's common sense.

And Lena...
we were all friends.

Greg was fond of her.

Hold up.
Who... who's Lena?

Lena Grunwald...

the girl in the wall.

I thought she had gone home
to Switzerland,

but she must have never left.

Lena was a lovely girl.

She was over from Switzerland
for her doctorate,

and they, uh...
they met at Columbia.

Met who?

Her fianc?.

No.
[clears throat]

When... The night
that I stitched him,

he said that it was
a sex game gone wrong,

but he had to have tortured...

[gasps]
Oh, he might have sealed her

in that wall
while she was still alive.

Stay with us, Dr. Yates.

Oh, yes, I'm sorry.

That poor woman.

You were gonna give us a name?

I was.
Apologies.

Uh, Carl.

Yes, when I was
a senior resident,

he was an attending...

strange man,
a little delicate, pale.

He kept to himself, which was
why we were so sort of surprised

when he got engaged to Lena

Does this delicate man
have a last name?

Rudnick.
Uh, Dr. Carl Rudnick.

That's it.
We're done.

Rollins.

- I went out on a limb for you.
- What?

You think this is a game?

You are going to be transferred
so far upstate,

your ass is gonna freeze.

- Rollins, let's go.
- What did I say?

Dr. Carl Rudnick,
Deputy Chief Medical Examiner

in the borough of Manhattan...
he's a serial killer.

Wait.
Carl became an ME?

Oh, no, that...
that really is...

that is...
that is perfect.

He never liked people,
but he always liked cutting.

[scoffs] Don't even try, Yates.

- No, stay. Please?
- I need to know.

Did he do any of the autopsies
on the girls you found?

Nadia maybe?

Come on, a man like that
with all those female bodies

being delivered to the morgue

having been tortured to death?

That is a trigger.

He would get off on them,

and then he would want to go
do another one for himself.

That girl,
the girl in Pelham Bay...

Did Rudnick do her autopsy too?

Have another ME
recheck the body.

His report didn't say so,

but I'll be you dollars
to doughnuts,

he cut that girl up
while she was still alive.

[door opens, creaks]

Accusing the Deputy Chief ME
of rape and murder?

And they offered
this conspiracy theory

right after
their conjugal visit.

- Yeah, I know.
- He worked you two.

Or the fianc? worked us.

Give Yates points.
That's a bold move.

I'm sorry. You all were right.
I was wrong.

Hold on, Rollins.

Now, look,
I'm still only mid-search,

but there was a Lena Grunwald

from Switzerland who went
to Columbia at that time.

Now, as far as I can tell,
she never graduates,

she just disappears off the grid
in winter of 2002.

You actually looked into this?

Yeah, Counselor, I did,

because if Yates
is taking a flyer for an appeal,

then we have to rule this out.

Now, I'm still new here,

but how well do you guys
know Carl Rudnick?

He got here
right before you did.

He came out of Miami-Dade,
I think.

Carisi's right.

Yates is looking
to overturn his conviction.

Did Rudnick ever mention

that he went to medical school
with Yates?

No, he didn't.

So what if he did?

Yates kidnapped, raped,
tortured, and murdered Nadia.

He is guilty.

The only reason he's bringing up
conflicting evidence

is for his appeal.

Still,
if they did know each other,

then Rudnick
should have recused himself.

That's easy enough to confirm.

Then while you're at it, see
if Rudnick has any connection

to the town house in Harlem

or if he even knew this supposed
fianc? of Lena Grunwald.

_

That's Lena
with Carl, me, and Greg...

New Year's Eve 2001
in Montreal.

So you knew each other
well enough

that you all go
on vacation together.

Oh, yeah,
Canada, Europe a few times.

Lena spoke French and German.

She was a great tour guide,
a lovely person.

What can you tell us
about her relationship

with Carl Rudnick?

Tempestuous.

They fought,
especially when they drank,

and they both drank.

She loved her Gewurztraminer.

Remember the last time
you saw her?

I remember when she left.

Greg threw me a birthday party,
and Carl brought a new date.

He said Lena
had broken off their engagement

and moved back to Switzerland.

And that was...?

Early February 2002.

So you didn't think
it was strange

that she didn't say good-bye
to you herself?

I did, actually.

In Montreal,
they were going at each other.

On the flight back,
Lena told me

that if anything ever
happened to her, Carl did it.

Why didn't you call the police?

I was going to,
but then I got a note from Lena

with a photo of herself
in her village... Grindelwald.

She apologized. She said
she just had to get away.

And you're sure
that it was her?

- I thought it was.
- You think you may have kept

that note and photo?

I have tons of boxes
in mini storage.

You think it will help
if I find it?

Okay, so Rudnick and Yates
overlapped in medical school,

and Lena was in business school
at the same time.

And Susie just told us
that they were all friends.

Which, as Carisi said,
Rudnick should have disclosed.

It still doesn't mean
that Rudnick is good for this.

Remember, Rollins,

Yates tried to pin Nadia's death
on Will Halsted.

He's an opportunist.
I know he is.

And I know he's good for Nadia's
murder and a dozen before,

but this woman in the wall...

I'm not sure about,
'cause look, I did a search.

I was trying to find who exactly
lived in this house in 2002.

Now, ConEd and phone bills
both went to Manon Favreau.

The name on the cable bill...

it's under Carl Rudnick.

While it was owned
by Manon Favreau?

So he was renting.
More like housesitting.

It turns out, the maiden name
was Manon Rudnick.

She's Carl Rudnick's
great-aunt.

I mean,
these ancestry Websites...

you'd be surprised
what they know about you.

Okay, so Rudnick neglected
to mention that the body

that we found
was in his aunt's house

and he was living there when it
was plastered in the wall.

Damn,
he autopsied his own fiancee?

13 years after he killed her.

We don't know that yet.

We don't even know
if the body is Lena's.

Susie told us that Lena sent
her a picture of herself

from Switzerland.

Well, if she did send
that photo,

that's the last trace of her.

Do we have any proof
that the body was hers?

DNA, dental records, anything?

I called Warner.

She said according to Rudnick,
there's no way to ID her.

There's a shock.

Okay, I'll call
the Chief Medical Examiner

and see
if he'll authorize Warner

to independently redo
both autopsies,

preferably
when Rudnick's not there.

The body's well-preserved,

most likely from
the frigid water temperatures,

which last well into April.

Let's stop here.

Dr. Rudnick's time of death
may be mistaken.

- Maybe?
- He says early April.

But based
on the crime-scene photos,

it appears the body wasn't
wrapped in plastic or a tarp.

Wait.
That's in his report.

Yes, but if this body went
into the water in mid-April,

the fish or crabs would have
nibbled away at the soft tissue.

So it's more likely early May.

I think so.

I'm surprised, frankly.

It's careless.

Dr. Rudnick is meticulous
to a fault.

He's one of the top MEs
in the country.

What else do you know
about him?

He's a guy
who works six days a week,

never puts in for overtime.

We all figure family money.

- He's obsessed with his work.
- Okay, okay.

So his timeline is off.

Is it possible
that he's overworked?

Maybe. And here's
another omission I noticed.

His report neglects to mention
that the dismemberment

took place antemortem.

So Rachel Groves was alive.
Are you sure?

Positive.

Cutting into live tissue
always causes a vital reaction

markedly different
from cutting into dead tissue.

And there's no way
an ME would leave this out

or possibly mistake the two?

No. Now, you want to tell me
what this is about?

I'm sorry, Melinda.
I can't.

This is, uh,
an active investigation.

Before I re-autopsy
this mummified body,

is there anything I should know?

Uh, well,
she may be a Swiss national.

We haven't been able to ID her.

That may be helpful.

Okay.

[door opens]

Melinda, watch your back
with Rudnick.

[door closes]

What am I looking at here?

It's proof that the body
in that wall was Lena Grunwald.

Okay, Warner
found these gold overlays

on her teeth that are specific
to German-Swiss dentists.

Yeah, another detail
Dr. Rudnick did not put

in his autopsy report.

We confirmed with her dentist
in Switzerland.

It is Lena's body.

She never went home.

Well, here's
where it gets tricky.

I finally heard back
from my guy at TSA.

Now, according to them,

Lena Grunwald
left JFK for Zurich

on February 11, 2002.

So? We can't pinpoint
her time of death.

She must have come back,
been murdered sometime later.

Yeah, but there's no record
of her coming back.

So, on a hunch,
I looked at Rudnick's travel.

Now, this guy... he's got
the opposite problem, all right?

He returned from Paris to JFK
on February 15th,

but there's no record of him
leaving the U.S. or even Canada.

Okay, you got a theory
to go with this travelogue?

What if Rudnick left the U.S.
using Lena's passport

and then came back as himself?

You're suggesting he was able
to pass as a woman post 9/11?

Yeah, a red-haired lady
with a Swiss passport...

so outside their profile, nobody
took a second look at her.

And Rachel,
the victim from the bay...

I mean, she was last seen
leaving her shelter with a woman

or someone dressed like one.

Using facial-recognition
software?

We are.

Olivia's headed to 1PP now

to get the okay to bring Rudnick
in for questioning.

Call her off.

We'll ask forgiveness later.

For now, I'll find a pretext
to invite him to my office.

So, while he's with you, how
about a warrant for his house.

You know, knives, dresses...
who knows what we'll find?

[sighs]

Please come in.

Dr. Rudnick,
just so you know,

everything in this room
is recorded.

Have a seat.

Um, Yates
is appealing his conviction,

so this conversation
may be discoverable

as part of that process.

Of course,
I also record everything.

Oh, Sergeant Benson.

Yes. Dr. Rudnick, thank you
so much for meeting us.

Just have a few questions
for you.

Certainly.

Okay, this file...
do you recognize it?

Yes, it's the autopsy report

of the Jane Doe
you found mummified...

the Yates victim.

And the address
where the body was found...

do you recognize that?

That's bizarre.
I never noticed the address.

My eyes were
on the poor girl's remains.

So you do recognize
the address?

It was
my great-aunt's house.

Look at this.

He keeps
autopsy photos bedside.

He'll probably claim
he takes his work home with him.

And this woman,
do you recognize her?

Yes, of course,
that's Lena Grunwald,

an old flame of mine
from 15 years ago.

I'm sorry.
What's this all about?

We believe the body found
in the wall of your aunt's house

was Lena Grunwald.

Oh, my God.

I didn't recognize her.

And how could I in that state?

Are you suggesting
I autopsied my ex?

So you didn't know
that she was dead?

Well, of course not.

Last time I saw her
was at the airport

when she left for Switzerland.

She must have come back
without my knowledge

and fallen back in with Yates.

Who took her to your
aunt's house, killed her,

and entombed her in the wall?

That's an incredible
coincidence.

Not really.

We all knew each other,

and I occasionally entertained
at that home.

So you and Yates
knew each other?

Yes, of course,
it's public knowledge.

We were at med school at
the same time a few years apart.

He was always
rather jealous of me.

You and Yates were colleagues.

Did you ever think
to mention that to anyone?

Well, frankly, no.

When did you last
hear from Lena?

We broke up
amidst a hard winter.

It was 2002, 2003.

That son of a bitch...

He always had a thing for Lena,

and killing her is his way
of hurting me.

He did this to hurt you,

and you didn't know about it
for 13 years.

Well, what other explanation
could there be?

He knew the house.
He knew her.

And he's
a convicted serial killer.

Ipso facto...

Oh, you can't think that I had
anything to do with this.

We can't.

Oh, it's patently absurd.

Dr. Rudnick...

then you wouldn't mind

working through some
of the other inconsistencies

that we found.

Well, not at all.

Given the change
in tenor of this conversation,

I'm contacting my lawyer.

I'd like to exercise
that right.

[sighs] Feel free.

We will wait to continue
questioning you

until a lawyer arrives.

You realize that if he is
guilty,

then every case
he's testified in...

I know.
Every autopsy he's performed...

I don't even want to think

about how many convictions
will have to be reopened.

- Oh.
- Olivia.

Rita, what are you doing here?

I was working out a plea deal

- when I got a message from Carl.
- Carl.

You're representing
Dr. Rudnick.

Everyone is entitled
to the best defense

they can afford.

And Dr. Rudnick or his family
can afford a very good one.

And that, of course,
is all that matters.

My client's waiting.

He'll be coming with me.
He is done talking to you.

Actually...

he won't be leaving.

Rita, it's very good of you
to come on such short notice.

Of course, Carl, but I'm
afraid I have some bad news.

Carl Rudnick,
you're under arrest

for the murders of Rachel Groves
and Lena Grunwald.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can

and will be used against you
in a court of law.

You have the right
to an attorney...

We'll see you in court.

Dr. Rudnick,
how do you plead?

Not guilty, Your Honor.

He's a respected
Deputy Chief Medical Examiner

for the borough of Manhattan.

- I'm aware of that, Counselor.
- With an impeccable reputation.

We request ROR as the charges
are, on their face, ridiculous.

- Mr. Barba?
- Dr. Rudnick

has been charged with two counts
of first-degree murder,

one in which the victim
was vivisected.

The other was found entombed in
the wall of his family's home.

He's already tampered
with evidence.

His position has allowed him
to cover up the crimes.

Through several family trusts,

he has the means
and the motive to flee,

and we have reason to believe

that he has traveled
internationally using passports

from one of his victims
in the past.

Dr. Rudnick only
became a suspect

based on false accusations
by serial killer Greg Yates

in a desperate attempt
to throw doubt

on his own conviction.

Even if that's true,

I'm sure the state
would not waste my time

if they didn't have
more compelling evidence.

Dr. Rudnick,

you are to surrender
your passport to the court.

Bail is set at $2 million.

[gavel bangs]

Rudnick posted
a $2 million bail?

There's no money
like family money.

It was wired in
before he was even processed.

- Whoa.
- Hey, check this out.

"The ME Nobody Knows."

"A Monster in the Morgue."

I mean, these headlines...
they write themselves.

- This is a freaky story.
- Yeah.

Getting freakier by the minute.

Mommy and Noah
will get a little time later.

There you go, sweetie.
Okay.

All right.
[smooches] I love you.

Sarge, you're going
to want to see this!

Great.
You got something?

Yeah, facial recognition
came back.

That TSA photo,
it's definitely not Lena.

The jawline
is wide by two centimeters.

The symmetry is wrong.

And they also say it's not
inconsistent with Rudnick.

This guy has a closet
full of wigs and dresses.

We know it's him.

We may know it's Rudnick,
but Barba wants proof.

We need that photo
of Lena in Switzerland

that he sent to Susie.

Well, I've been trying
to reach Susie. So far, no luck.

All right, Rollins,
let's call Yates, now.

Something happened to Susie.

She was supposed
to call this morning.

She would never just forget.

When's the last time
you talked to her?

Last night.

- She said she had good news.
- Good news?

She said
that she had found the photo

that Lena supposedly sent
from Switzerland.

She felt it looked a lot
like Rudnick in drag.

Was she going to tell
Rudnick that?

No, I don't think so.

Wait. he's still in custody,
isn't he?

No, he made bail last night.

Oh, no.

[sirens wailing]

She's not here?

No, and I doubt she went
alone willingly.

Blood is mostly dried.
It's been a while.

Get a BOLO out on Rudnick asap.

Then head over
to Real Time Crime.

We're going to need
a task force, TARU,

TSA, Port Authority Police.

- You know the drill.
- On it.

Hey, Sarge. Sarge.

I might have heard something
come over the borough-wide.

Got freshly cut body parts
coming in with the tide.

Cut?
Were they female?

[sighs]

What do we have?

Well, we're still putting
the pieces together.

Some fishermen saw the bags
coming in about an hour ago.

This is why I hate fishing.

Learned that growing up
in Staten Island.

We're a long way from Elmhurst.

We're not sure it's Susie.

We are now.

[drill whirring]

What the hell is going on here?

Exigent circumstances.

Oh, nice try.

I don't hear
anyone screaming for help.

You have a warrant
to search Dr. Rudnick's house?

We had one yesterday.

- And now you need a new one.
- Really, Rita?

He cut Susie Frain up
into pieces.

I feel sorry for her, I do,

but we do not know
that Dr. Rudnick was involved.

Where's your client, Rita?

I haven't heard from him.

When's the last time you did?

Yesterday at the courthouse
when he posted bail.

He Ubered home, said he was
going to get some sleep.

Well, he lied to you.

Look...

I don't know where he is.

He is the suspect
in this murder, okay?

You hear from him,
you better let us know.

The only legal obligation
I have

is to make sure
that he shows up at trial.

Wow. You're claiming
attorney-client privilege

for a psychopath
who's on the run,

who gutted a woman.

I have no knowledge of that,

and I have no knowledge of
any future acts he may commit.

His car is missing.

He's not answering
his telephone.

We need to search
this house now.

And you can as soon
as you get a warrant.

Fin's at Real Time
checking traffic cams.

Sarge is
at Rudnick's town house.

There's no sign of this guy.
He's in the wind.

Yeah, well, he murdered
and dismembered Susie Frain.

I wouldn't have
stuck around either.

We're still missing a left leg.

[camera shutter clicking]

Ah, that's a calf.

Sawed off at the left knee,
not a lot of blood.

[gags, groans softly]

You guys got this, right?

[clears throat]
Yeah, give me one second.

Oh.
[vomits]

Oh, easy.
You all right?

Yeah.
Yeah, I'm fine.

I am going
to drive us back, okay?

[camera shutter clicking]

12 hours
after Rudnick posts bail,

a potential prosecution witness

is found in pieces
with the morning tide?

We're well aware
of the problem.

- Counselor.
- Where the hell is he?

This is all we know, okay?

He was last seen posting bond
at 8:00 p.m. last night.

Uber driver confirms
dropping him off

at his Harlem town house.

So, sometime between last night
and this morning,

he goes
to Susie Frain's apartment,

he dismembers her,
he bags the body,

dumps her in the water
at Fort Tilden,

and then he disappears.

We've got a BOLO
out on his car,

his credit, his bank cards.

So far, no hits.

No sightings, no traffic cams.

Does everyone know
he dresses in drag?

We've alerted state troopers
and the FBI.

Oh, they already know.

The ME's office,
the mayor's office,

the people in my office...
[cell phone vibrating]

People are falling over
themselves to point fingers.

Okay, I get it.
It's a mess, all right?

No leave, no vacation, no...

Yes, I'll hold
for the governor.

- Find him.
- Okay.

Wow. Somebody
needs a vacation.

You can't blame him.

I mean, the guy jumps bail,
and then he kills our witness.

Speaking of,

we need to notify Yates
that his fiancee is dead.

Look, that's not a priority
right now.

He'll find out on the news.

I know he will,
but the photo, Sergeant,

the photo that Rudnick sent to
Susie pretending he was Lena...

CSU tore her house apart.
They couldn't find it anywhere.

Yeah, of course they couldn't.

That's why Rudnick went
to her house in the first place.

So check her phone records.
Find out if she called Rudnick.

What, do you think she was
using that photo for blackmail?

You know she did not come up
with that idea on her own.

Which is why
I need to talk to Yates.

You know he's more open
when it's just the two of us.

Nice try, Rollins.

[telephones ringing
in the background]

_

[sighs] Susie.

Can I see the body?

That's not going to be
possible, Dr. Yates.

Are you sure it was her?

We're sure. I'm sorry.

So we were hoping, uh,
to talk to you

about your last conversation
with Susie Frain.

Yes, of course.

How did Rudnick kill her?

Still waiting on the autopsy.

You are?

Could you ask the ME
to test her HCG levels?

Excuse me?

I'd like to know
whether Susie was pregnant.

That afternoon in April before
I was arrested,

we made love.

I could sense
that she was ovulating.

When we had our conjugal,

she agreed to take
a pregnancy test.

It's quite possible that I was
going to be a father...

and he took that from me.

- You got something?
- Yeah, I got a hold of Fin.

He and TARU have been going
through Rudnick's computers,

finances, flagging every credit
card that they could find.

- Okay, any hits?
- Not yet. But they did find this.

So Dr. Crazy's been wiring
money from a trust

to four different
personal accounts

under four different names.

- So contact these people.
- We're trying, Sarge.

But as for now their only
one addresses is a PO Boxes.

We can't find any employees,
phone listings...

Okay, so they're false fronts.

I just got something
from the DMV.

See that Terry Fish account
up there?

I just found a Teresa Fish

that has an apartment
in the same zip as that PO box.

Great.

Oh. Rudnick's a blonde now.

Teresa got her license
in October of last year.

- I'll put a BOLO out.
- You know what? I'll do that.

You two,
get up to that apartment.

If we get lucky,
Rudnick may be hiding there.

Hey, you all right?

- Why wouldn't I be?
- I don't know.

Usually, you're two steps
ahead of me,

and I've never seen you queasy
at a crime scene before.

Yeah, I had a bad bagel
yesterday.

I'm totally fine.

_

I wonder if something
happen to poor Terry.

I ain't seen her in a while
here, maybe since April.

Is she okay?
We miss her around here.

You know her?
You talk to her much?

Is that a joke?

Does it look
like either of us are laughing?

It sounds like a joke.

Terry's mute, deaf too.

She used to write
me little notes, you know,

if she needed something,
but never a complaint.

She paid her rent a year
in advance.

[knock at door] Terry!

Oh, what am I doing?

It's not like she can hear me.

You lay this new floor in here?

I told you she was
a good tenant.

She must have put
that in herself.

Right.

Carisi.

Hey, I found more wigs
and floral print dresses,

lots of them.

It's red hair,
just like Rachel Groves'.

And these look
like cutting marks to you?

Totally.
I'll call CSU.

I got your message
about Rudnick's aliases

so I rechecked
his Jane Doe autopsies.

The last one was in October.

50-year-old homeless woman
found dead on the E train,

listed as natural causes.

Never ID'd.

Rudnick's paperwork says
"no match on fingerprints or DNA."

But I got a print hit

on a New York City food stamp
application... Teresa Fish.

Rudnick wanted to make sure
that nobody would miss her

so he could steal her identity.

Identity thief,
rapist, killer...

the damage
he's done to this office,

it makes me furious.

Not to mention they
brought him up from Dade County

instead of giving you
that promotion.

You know, you should reapply.

Before I do that,
I need to rerun DNA and prints

on every body he's ever sent
to Potter's Field.

[sighs]

Thank you, Melinda.

You were right.

One can see pronounced gouges
on this bottom layer.

Any guess
on what the implement was?

I'd say
it's a large, flat blade,

- maybe a cleaver.
- Oh.

Aha, it's a pattern,
white marks, strokes.

So he tried to wipe off the
blood, maybe what, with bleach?

Yeah, but he didn't
get it all, hence the glow.

[grunts]

Okay.

Dried blood.

Quite apparent something
barbarous happened here.

Yeah.

Hey, you up for a flight?

- No, not really.
- Tough luck.

Our plane leaves in 40 minutes.

Rudnick just got picked up
in Syracuse for shoplifting.

Take a look.

_

We ran the prints,
but the system was down.

By the time we got a match,
he was gone.

He said his flight
was leaving in an hour.

So you let him walk?
Great.

We thought we had
a 50-year-old cross-dresser

near tears because his mother
was dying in Canada.

He stole a frickin' box
of Coffee Nips.

All right, I get it.

- We did give him a desk ticket.
- Good for you!

Listen, Rollins,
their system was down.

He said his mother was dying.

All right,
we've had a long day.

The good news is, no one
with that name got on a plane,

train, or rented a car.

Did you check
his other aliases?

'Cause he has at least four.

We did. Look, we got
this entire town locked down.

He's not going anywhere.
Planes, trains, automobiles.

Did you check buses?

A Meta Bus left an hour
ago for Buffalo.

He could walk to Canada
from there.

- Yeah.
- What time does it arrive?

It just left Rochester.

It's going to be there
in two and a half hours.

We're going
to need a squad car now.

Here comes our bus.

You're the detectives
from New York?

Yeah.

- Bob Hencamp, Buffalo PD.
- Dominick Carisi.

This is Detective Rollins.

We call her Sunny.

Sunny Rollins? Okay.

Troopers picked up the bus
on I-90 an hour ago,

followed at a discreet distance.

Well, he's still on board.

There was an E. Howard credit
card purchase in Syracuse.

Bus didn't make any stops
between Rochester and here.

Okay, well,
let's do this thing.

Nice and easy, all right?
We don't want to spook him.

Dr. Rudnick.

- This is your guy?
- I'm Ellie Howard,

and I fully intend
to pay my fine for shoplifting.

Ms. Howard, stop.

Why don't you come
with us, all right?

We'll sort this out.

Hands behind your back, please.

[sighs]
Is that really necessary?

Let him do his job.

[handcuffs clicking]

All right, come on.

So you got a cross-dressing
rapist, murderer

in your ME's office.

You guys down in New York City
really are progressive.

Did he say anything?

He bitched
when we searched him.

Maybe because he had a money
belt with 64,000 in cash.

So why is he shoplifting
Coffee Nips, then?

Well, that's
the $64,000 question.

Just give me a minute
to finish paperwork,

and he's all yours.

Do you have a cause of death?

Manner, homicide.

No one ends up
like this accidently,

Cause of death, exsanguination.

So she bled out
when he cut her up.

No, the dismemberment
occurred postmortem.

The problem is I can't find
the initial wound.

Most likely trauma
to the femoral vein or artery...

stab wound, maybe gunshot.

To the missing left thigh?

I would guess that's
why Rudnick made it disappear.

There's something else.

Susie's tox screen
came back clean,

but her HCG levels were high.

She was pregnant.

We aren't actually
going to drive

all the way back
to Manhattan, are we?

Shut up.

You took the bus
up here anyway, right?

Yes, when I was traveling
incognito.

What were you thinking, anyway,

skipping out
on a $2 million bail?

Well, what were they thinking?

They charged me with two
murders, then let me go.

Who wouldn't run?
[cell phone ringing]

Hey, Sarge.

Yeah, we're making
pretty good time,

as long
as we don't get pulled over.

We should be back around...

Wait. Hold on.
Let me check my app.

- Noon.
- Wait. Hold on.

- Noon.
- Noon.

All right,
we'll be back around noon.

All right.
Copy that.

They found his car.

Why are you whispering?

Rudnick, they found your car.

Well, give yourselves
a gold star.

We sure it's Rudnick's?

Plates and all identifiers
are stripped,

but we got the VIN
off the engine block.

Okay, so why here?

The train to the plane
is a block away.

Oh, so had
we found this any earlier,

we would have been
searching JFK.

While he got across the border
on his Meta Bus.

He's not stupid,
but he was in a rush.

He left blood.

Now, it's just a trace,

but that's all I need.
Great.

I'll call Barba.

A young man
like yourself working at SVU.

That has to be depressing.

- You work in a morgue.
- I find peace in that.

I bring closure to people.

Yeah,
when you're not killing them.

Death, in its way,
is the ultimate closure.

Is that a confession?

Thanks.

Sure you don't want
something more substantial?

Mm, yes, I'm sure.

Do you people think
about what you eat?

- Nope.
- You should.

All that cholesterol...

I could tell you
both right now what your livers

are going to look like when
they're eventually on the slab.

You know what?
Don't.

I don't mean to be a nuisance,
but may I use the facilities?

[scoffs]

[sighs]

Whoa.
Hey, it's still occupied.

Hey, look, it's my uncle.

I'll see if I can hurry
him along, okay?

Well, This is unfortunate.

They think I killed that woman
and cut her up.

I don't understand why.

Of course, I do understand.
It's still offensive.

So are they.

[sighs]

Quiet, Doctor, quiet.

Good man.

[toilet flushes]

Hey, Doc, come on,
we got to go.

Oh.

Could I trouble you
for my phone?

I need to call my lawyer.

- Mr. Barba?
- Uh-huh?

[scoffs]

Rita...

you have one hell of a client.

Kills a pregnant witness

and tries to cross the border
in a dress.

Dr. Rudnick was out on bond.

He was simply taking
in the sights of Buffalo.

Uhhuh.

We have a DNA match
from Rachel Groves' hair

and blood on the kitchen floor
of an apartment that he leased.

He's an ME.
He autopsied her body.

It could be
cross-contamination.

Well, he didn't autopsy
Susie Frain,

and we found her blood
in his car.

They were old friends.
He gave her a ride.

She bled from a paper cut.

Both those cases
were circumstantial,

and don't get me started
on a 13-year-old body in a wall.

So why are you here, Rita?

You have an ME accused
of being a serial killer.

The last thing your bosses want
is a long, drawn-out trial.

And these headlines...
how are your migraines?

_

_

Your solution is?

Dr. Rudnick pleads to one
count of tampering with evidence

and one count
of unlawful disposal of a body.

This goes away
as quietly as possible.

Misdemeanors?

He killed three women.

I can offer manslaughter,

20 years on each,
served concurrently.

A public defender
can get as much.

He is paying
for more than that.

I hope there's enough money in
the world, Rita. I really do.

You better hope
you don't get a conviction,

because if you do,

every case Dr. Rudnick touched
will be subject to an appeal,

starting with Greg Yates.

[telephone ringing]

Barba, what's up?

You still have a back door
to Yates?

Yeah, I think so.

I need you to open it.

Go up to Green Haven
and speak to him.

Liv doesn't want me do that
unless she or Fin comes with,

and Yates
won't talk to me if they do.

Well, then don't tell her.

What is it you want?

More.

Rudnick's legal team
is going to claim

all these murders
were circumstantial.

He cut up Susie Frain.

No left thigh,
no witnesses, no clear motive.

What are you talking about?

Yates had Susie call Rudnick
to her house to blackmail him.

That's why he killed her.

Tell Yates you need his help
to put Rudnick away.

See if he has anything
we can use.

I was so worried...

about what might happen
to Susie.

She was always so trusting.

She never saw the dark side
of people.

Like Dr. Rudnick.

What did she say to you
when you last spoke?

She firmly believed
that if she asked him,

he would work to set me free
in exchange for the photo.

I knew she was walking
into the lion's den,

but she wouldn't listen.

I...

I think she wanted me out
to be there when she gave birth.

So she told you
she was pregnant.

No, she didn't need to.

I knew.

She had
a slightly different scent...

like you do.

How far along are you,
Detective?

_

Ms. Calhoun,
are you ready to proceed?

- We are, Your Honor.
- Mr. Barba.

Your Honor, in addition

to the two standing charges
of murder one,

the defendant is now charged
with the murder of Susie Frain.

Dr. Rudnick,
how do you plead?

I apologize for being late,
Your Honor.

John Buchanan for the defense.

My client pleads not guilty.

I know who you are, Counselor,

but I'm not a fan
of courtroom theatrics.

What's going on here,
Ms. Calhoun?

I just need a moment
to confer with my client.

So he is still your client.

He is, Your Honor. Dr. Rudnick
has retained us both.

You have?

Rita, the state
saw fit to double down.

I thought it prudent
to do the same.

Now, you both have
my complete confidence.

May we proceed?

- People on bail.
- Remand.

While out on bail,
the defendant murdered

and dismembered
a prosecution witness.

Another wild accusation.

More to the point, he is free
to travel within the state.

He has violated no court order.

- That is absolutely correct.
- Enough, Doctor.

Your bail was a privilege
that has just been revoked.

You are remanded to Rikers.

In that case, I have a motion
to separate these three charges.

As do I.

Coordinate,
and I'll let the presiding judge

know what he's in for.

Good day.
[gavel bangs]

Hey.

Missed you in court.

- Yeah.
- You look green.

Have a ginger ale.

[can rattles]

I'm good.

[can opens]

So have you told anybody yet?

Nope.

I just found out.

And not that it's any
of your business,

but, you know,
it's not Nick's, so...

Okay.

What are you going to do?

I'm not going to do anything.

Well, you might want
to tell the sarge.

Whiskey.
Does that mean it's bad news?

[sighs] Rudnick's dream team
just got their first win.

The judge granted their motion

to separate out
the three charges.

How?
There's a clear pattern.

[sighs] Not really.

The murders are spread out
over 13 years,

and the motives
are arguably different.

Lena was his fiancee.

Susie was blackmailing him,

and Rachel... she was just easy
pickings, crime of opportunity.

Okay, I get it.
So the judge thought

that linking the three
together would be

- more prejudicial than probative.
- Prejudicial than probative.

Okay.

So what do you need from me?

A thigh,
to establish cause of death.

Susie Frain
is our strongest case.

The thigh is gone,
but you don't need it.

He cut her up, Barba.

I don't care how good
those lawyers think they are.

When the jury sees
what he did to that woman...

he's done.

[sighs]

_

Were you able
to identify the victim?

Yes.
In another bag we opened,

we found the decapitated head
of Susie Frain.

It was...

one of the most
gruesome crime scenes

that I've ever witnessed.

Objection.

These injuries occurred
after Ms. Frain's death.

They have no bearing
on the murder charge

and serve only
to prejudice this jury.

Overruled.

I'll allow up to a point,

and I want to remind the jury

that you're here to determine
the facts of the murder

and not what happened
to the body postmortem.

Sergeant Benson, the body
on the beach was Susie Frain?

Yes, without a doubt.

DNA links all the pieces.

Nothing further.

Good morning, Sergeant.

When you first met Ms. Frain,

it was in connection with
another murder case, correct?

It was.

The brutal kidnapping,
rape, and murder

of a Chicago PD employee by
Ms. Frain's fiancee, Greg Yates.

Yes.

Did Ms. Frain

maintain his innocence even
after Dr. Yates' conviction?

Objection.
Relevance.

Your Honor,
I intend to show a direct line

between Ms. Frain's pathological
desire to clear her fiancee

and the events
that led to her death.

I'll allow.

Did Ms. Frain ever become
aware that Dr. Carl Rudnick

was the Deputy Chief ME
for Manhattan

who had supervised the autopsies
of Dr. Yates' victims?

Yes, and I know
that it's your job

to try to make a connection
between the two...

Well, so let me do my job.

And after that,

did you and ADA Barba

helpfully arrange
for a conjugal visit

between Ms. Frain
and Dr. Yates?

We did.

Once reunited, did they both
spontaneously accuse Dr. Rudnick

of a series of crimes?

Yes, but there were also

two other women
who had been murdered.

So is it possible
that they were colluding

to incriminate Dr. Rudnick
in hopes of discrediting him

and thus bolstering
Yates' chance for an appeal.

Objection.
Speculation.

Is it?

Withdrawn.

Nothing further.

Thank you, Sergeant.

Susie Frain was cooperating

with a separate investigation
into Dr. Rudnick.

Objection, Your Honor.

This line goes directly
to motive.

I'll allow
but only in that context.

In what way was Ms. Frain
cooperating?

She was searching for photos

which we believed would provide
evidence against Dr. Rudnick,

but she was murdered

before she had the chance
to deliver them to us.

Did you find these photos
in her home?

No, but as the crime-scene
pictures show...

People's exhibit 47A,
47B, Your Honor.

Objection.
This is prejudicial.

It's a crime scene.

Agreed. Overruled.

So you can see
her ransacked memento boxes,

and we also later
obtained security footage

from her mini-storage facility.

People's exhibit 48A.

Where you can see the victim

had retrieved those same boxes
the day before she was murdered,

so we believe
whoever killed her

took the incriminating photos
with them.

Objection.
Pure speculation.

Sustained.
Jury will disregard.

Nothing further.

You just said
that Ms. Frain

had agreed to search
for these photos.

Is there any reason
to think that she found them?

Sergeant Benson and I
were informed of that fact

by Dr. Yates.

Dr. Yates.

You mean
the convicted murderer?

I see from the prison logs
that you visited Dr. Yates

a half a dozen times
in the last few weeks.

I was hoping he could help me
with a number of unsolved cases.

Two of those visits
you undertook on your own.

Is that common practice
for a female NYPD detective?

He was more open to me
that way.

So he confided in you.

Did he also enlist you to help
him get a conjugal visit

with Ms. Frain?

- Sure.
- Given that, it seems fair

to say that you had
a relationship with Mr. Yates.

- Not in the way you mean.
- Oh, how do I mean it?

Objection.

I'll rephrase.

Did anyone in your squad

ever think that Mr. Yates
was toying with you,

attempting to implicate
Dr. Rudnick

in an effort
to exonerate himself?

All informants have an agenda.

Good detectives...

evaluate their credibility.

Your answer is yes, then?

Objection.

Withdrawn.

I'll quit while I'm ahead.

Hey, you okay?

Yeah, I thought it was Rudnick
on trial, not Yates or me.

A lot of pressure up there.

It is.

Also, um...

I'm pregnant.

Wow.

Not Nick's.

Okay.

Thanks for telling me.

And I know with the squad
being shorthanded,

it's not the best time for me,

but I want to promise you

this is not going to affect
my ability to do my job.

Actually, it is,
Amanda, you know.

Yeah, of course,
but I just meant...

Look, I know you're going
to fight me on this,

but as soon
as the Department hears,

they're going
to put you on restricted duty.

Can we wait to tell them?

I just want to work
until the last minute.

I know what a hard worker
you are.

It's a really good thing,
'cause...

because being a single mom
is, uh...

it's not easy.

Well, I may not be on my own.

My mom might actually
move up to New York.

Good, good.

Yeah.

Well, I want you to know
I'm... I'm really happy for you.

And, you know, if you want

or need to talk
about anything...

I'm here.

Okay.

Susie Frain's cause of death
was exsanguination.

She bled out.

Yet you were unable
to determine

where the initial wound
was made, Dr. Warner?

Correct.

I believe it was in the piece

of Susie Frain's thigh
that remains missing.

What made you come
to that conclusion?

The lack of blood
in her other body parts.

And how many
different body parts

were you able to examine?

Objection.

The prosecution keeps trying

to poison this jury with what
happened to the victim's body.

Overruled. But let's
move it along, Mr. Barba.

Despite being unable
to locate the initial wound,

what did you list
as manner of death?

Homicide.

No one ends up cut
into pieces like this

after an accidental
or natural death.

Nothing further.

Dr. Warner...

both Ms. Frain's
and my client's blood

were found
in Ms. Frain's house.

- Isn't that right?
- Yes.

Defense exhibit 13.

My client had defensive wounds
on his hand and forearms

when you examined him.

Yes, he did.

However, I can't tell you
how he sustained those injuries.

Just like you can't tell us
how Ms. Frain

sustained her fatal injury.

Dr. Rudnick walked
out of that house.

Susie Frain did not.

And yet your own autopsy can't
determine how she was killed.

Dr. Rudnick was hired as
your supervisor two years ago.

Did you apply
for that position?

- Yes, but that's not...
- Withdrawn.

Nothing further.

Redirect, Your Honor.

In your opinion,
could Dr. Rudnick's wounds

have been self-inflicted
after he killed Ms. Frain?

Yes, absolutely.

Thank you.
Prosecution rests.

[elevator bell dings]

Hey, Counselor,
you did a nice job in there.

I'll feel a lot better
when this whole thing is over.

It's already over. Rudnick's
team... they got nothing.

I mean, are they really going
to claim self-defense

when he cut her into pieces?

Something's coming.

I've never seen a legal team
so cocky or a defendant so calm.

That's hubris.

I mean, they're not digging up
any character witnesses,

and no way in hell Rudnick
takes the stand.

_

The defense
calls Dr. Carl Rudnick.

Dr. Rudnick, tell the jury
in your own words

what happened the night you went
to Ms. Frain's apartment.

She attacked me
with a kitchen knife.

There was a struggle.

I killed her accidently
in self-defense.

Dr. Yates
had brainwashed Susie

into believing
I'd been setting him up.

She accused me of tampering with
the autopsies of his victims,

which is patently absurd.

He'd operated
in several disparate states.

And I made the impertinent
mistake of laughing.

And what did she do?

She grabbed a knife
and attacked me.

I defended myself, resulting in
these cuts on my hand and arms.

Could you step down

and demonstrate how you received
those wounds, Dr. Rudnick?

Objection. Prejudicial.

What?
How will the jury know

what really happened
if I can't demonstrate?

Your Honor,
I think a demonstration

could be informative.

I'll allow it,
but don't milk it.

Is this how she held it?

Yes. She pulled the knife
from the butcher block

and swung it down at me.

Like this?

Yes, I fended her off
for a moment.

But she kept coming.

Unfortunately, I pushed
her wrist on the downward swing.

She put her body weight
into the thrust,

and momentum drove the knife

into her left thigh.

[breathing shakily]

Doctor...

do you need a moment?

No.

I'm fine.

Thank you.

Thank you.

[sighs]

What happened next?

Well, when I saw the blood,

I knew it had hit
the femoral artery.

I was in shock, uh, bleeding.

I momentarily lost
consciousness,

and when I came to,
it was too late to save her.

And then what happened?

I stitched my cuts,

because I was afraid
to go to the hospital.

Why was that?

I felt if I went in bleeding,

no one would believe
a word I had to say.

How would you describe
your state of mind?

I was panicking.

That's why I tried to get rid
of Susie's body.

I'm not proud of that,

but by then, I felt the whole
system had turned against me.

It was fight or flight,
and I chose to flee.

And when you fled, you
disguised yourself as a woman.

Everyone was looking
for Carl Rudnick.

No one was looking for Carla.

It seemed to be a good idea
at the time.

Thank you, Doctor.

Mr. Barba.

Dr. Rudnick, are you the
Deputy Chief Medical Examiner

for Manhattan?

I was.
I believe I'm on leave now.

As such, you would know
exactly how to mimic

defensive wounds, wouldn't you?

Are you implying that...

- Yes or no.
- Yes.

And you would know how
to cut up and dispose of a body.

An unfortunate area
of expertise

for someone accused of murder,
but it is mine.

Did you use a reciprocating saw

and bolt cutter to do so?

People's Exhibit 52...

a receipt for a saw
and bolt cutter...

From Home Depot...

paid with Carl Rudnick's
American Express card at 11:50

on the night Susie Frain
was murdered.

Yes, luckily, I was
able to make it there

- before closing time.
- Ha.

As you said, you knew
exactly what you were doing,

so it is no accident
that the one part

of Susie Frain's body,

the piece that could confirm
or refute your story,

her left thigh,
is the part that's missing.

Well, you're not suggesting
I can control the vagaries

of the tides, are you?

It is my most fervent wish
that Susie's limb be found,

because it would prove
what I'm saying.

I mean, the angle
of the blade's entry

would show her wound
was self-inflicted.

Self inflicted?

Did she dismember herself too?

No, obviously I did that.

I didn't know of any other way
to get her out of there.

That was brutal.

You got some good shots in
towards the end of your cross.

Did I? Two hours...
every time I lunged, he parried.

The longer he was up there,
the more the jury liked him.

How is that possible?

I don't know...
I mean, he's peculiar,

but there's something
interesting about him.

It's weird,
but at the end of our road trip,

- I kind of missed the guy.
- You kind of miss...

- You missed him?
- Yeah.

I thought you two
talked too much.

Yeah, he does talk.

I mean,
he went into the bathroom.

He was alone in the stall.
He thought nobody was listening,

and he kept
the conversation going alone.

You know what? He talks
during his autopsies too.

He records everything.

I don't know...
we might go through them,

see if he let something slip.

They're city property,
public records.

It's worth a shot.
Make a night of it, Rollins?

Caucasian female,
late 20s, red hair.

Like so many redheads,
less susceptible to anesthesia.

She felt everything
that was being done to her.

I found out
why he likes redheads.

That's all I got.
Shh.

I think I got something.

From an autopsy?

No, video,
and it's not from the morgue.

Given the change
in tenor of this conversation,

I'm contacting my lawyer.

I'd like to exercise
that right.

Feel free.

We will wait to continue
questioning you

until a lawyer arrives.

[footsteps departing,
door closes]

They can't pin these on you.

Rachel was a crack whore.

And with the green nail polish

and the proximity
to Yates' victims...

That's far too much
reasonable doubt.

And Lena,

nobody will buy Yates' word.

And my only risk there
is Susie.

She's dumb as a post,

but she still can put
two and two together.

And if she does...

I suppose
I'll have to kill her...

just like the others.

[sighs] Kill them all, Carl...

Whatever it takes.

[door opens]

Rita, it's very good of you
to come on such short notice.

Of course, Carl, but I'm
afraid I have some bad news.

This is clearly inadmissible,
Your Honor.

I understand
why you'd like to think that.

Walk me through the provenance
and chain of evidence.

How did this fall
into your hands?

We asked Dr. Rudnick
to come in for an interview,

and he gave us permission
to record it.

Your Honor, Dr. Rudnick
had asked for counsel.

And when he did,
we immediately stopped

questioning him
and left the room.

Yes, but you
left the camera on.

He knew that he was
being recorded.

We weren't interrogating him.

This was
a spontaneous admission.

Your client talks to himself.

Not only is this inadmissible
under Miranda,

but it's also Brady material

that should have been
made available to us.

It was.
A copy of this video

has been in your possession
since day one.

You must have stopped watching
when we stopped questioning.

He's right, Mr. Buchanan.

If you turned this off,
it's on you.

This is admissible.

I was simply thinking out loud.

Carl.

We'll let the jury
determine that.

You had the recording
for the entirety of my ordeal,

- and you didn't know it?
- Carl.

Your Honor, I immediately move
for new counsel

on the basis
of incompetent defense.

[chuckles] That's your right.

I should caution you, though...

this material is admissible
no matter who defends you.

_

Dr. Rudnick, I understand
you'd like to change your plea.

Yes, Your Honor.

On the charge of murder in
the first degree of Susie Frain,

how do you plead?

Guilty as charged.

[audience murmuring]

And to the outstanding charge

of murder in the first degree
of Rachel Groves?

I'm afraid
I'm guilty on that one as well.

Your Honor, at this time,

the prosecution would like
to withdraw its charge

of murder in the first degree
of Lena Grunwald.

All right, Counselors,
thank you for your time.

And now that justice
has been served,

I declare this court adjourned.

[gavel bangs]

Wait. He gets away
with Lena's murder.

Well, he'll still do 25 to life

for the other two charges.

Maybe you two will be
roommates one day.

[chuckles]

He did it, you know.

Lena... he strangled her
to death.

Her skull was also fractured.

Strangulation
was the cause of death.

Skull fracture
was postmortem.

You sound pretty sure
about that.

I'm just piecing it together,

but if I had to guess...

Lena was his first time.

Carl screwed up,

and he had to call someone
with more experience

to help him finish.

And how did this person help?

He probably advised Carl

to keep Lena alive

as long as possible.

Such a waste
to have her die so quickly.

Why are you telling
me this now?

Because I believe
when one life ends,

another begins.

You are bringing life
into this world

just as I lost my wife
and my child.

I feel a connection to you.

You'll be back.

And I will be here.

[door buzzes]

[sighs]

Dr. Yates.

Carl.

Might I join you?

I suppose so.

[sighs] It's been a while.

Yes.

We have a lot to catch up on.

[sighs]

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