All language subtitles for Law.and.Order.SVU.S25E06.1080p.HEVC.x265-MeGusta

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.

Hola, guys.

[indistinct chatter]

[elevator dings]

Well, that didn't take long.

I feel almost human again.

Amazing what a shower can do--

and a pretty dress.

For my first night in New York.

Thank you for directions to H&M.

Anything else? I'm here all night.

That girl over there.

- The one sniffing her shirts? - Mm-hmm.

Remind me her name again.

Leah from Singapore.

She's checking out tomorrow, and we're looking

for a place for drinks.

What kind of vibes?

TikTok famous? Casual? Sports?

- Fun. - Hi-Jacks on 43rd.

I'll show you.

Give me your number, I'll send you the addie.

[laughs] Nice try.

AirDrop it is.

[chiming]

Thank you.

Singapore chick found a clean shirt.

You know what that means, don't you?

They're going out.

Only problem is our quarry's friend is hotter.

It is what it is.

Dude, have you really never been with an Asian girl?

A travesty.

Sexual invisibility often is.

And they're off.

Happy hunting.

May the best man win.

My man, where'd you send them?

- Send who? - The lassies.

Las hermosas. Les salopes.

You'll have to forgive my friend,

he only speaks in foreign clichés.

Oh, tonight we're making new clichés.

Hijacks on 43rd.

Where the hell is Dustin?

I texted him.

Dust Bin.

Stop calling me that.

You look like crap.

I think I have food poisoning.

- Again? - From what?

It must have been the everything bagel.

Suck it up, you nothing bagel.

We're going out.

I don't know, man. I might puke.

Well, do you smell that in the air tonight?

Like Malbec and orchids.

Argentina, Singapore. - Yeah.

I'll catch up.

Suit yourself, Dust Bin.

The guy needs a gastroenterologist.

I call dibs on the Singaporean.

So where exactly are you two gossamer creatures from?

Mara del Plata.

But you, you're from Singapore, right?

How do you know?

Um, what do you call this?

You know, I've actually been to Singapore twice.

He's never been to Singapore, except as a sex tourist.

You're one of those white guys

that fetishizes Asian women. - Exactly.

You'll have to forgive my boorish friend.

Watch yourself, or I'm gonna tell our friend

that you're hung like a light switch.

Murdered by Words.

So how do you two know each other?

We just met at the hostel.

Maybe we should go someplace else.

- No, no, no. - Let's dance.

That's a great idea, but first, two more doubles.

I have to pee.

I'll escort you.

[rock music playing]

♪ ♪

Ready?

♪ ♪

[groans]

- [chuckling] - Oh, oopsy daisy.

I'm fine. I'm fine.

That's it.

Hey, Laura, where are you going?

It's Maura.

Carpe noctem!

♪ I'm gonna come back for more ♪

♪ Got my name in the lights ♪

♪ All over the nights ♪

- Hey, you OK? - OK, OK, OK.

All right, you ready?

All right, there's a step down, so be careful.

Just watch your foot.

OK, watch your head.

Off you go. - Where to?

West Village International Hostel.

You getting in or not?

[sighs]

[chuckles]

[slurring] I want another drink.

You heard the lady.

Hey.

She better not puke in my cab.

[murmuring]

Singapore.

Wake up, Singapore.

We should get to the bus.

What about our rucksacks?

Dust Bin can get them.

Hey, buddy. Uh, we'll walk from here.

♪ ♪

Make sure she gets back to the hostel, OK?

♪ ♪

Dude, come on.

Let's go.

We have lived a life in a night,

and I bid you adieu.

[somber music]

♪ ♪

Well, you're all here early.

IAD queen made muffins.

Money bags is already on his second.

You should get one before they're gone, Captain.

I see you found my stash of hazelnut.

[chuckles] Yeah, all I need is a wicker couch

and a breezeway for this to be a perfect day.

You hear from Clay?

Brass in the Hoover Building rubber stamped the move.

They actually couldn't wait to get rid of me.

Anyway, I'm officially embedded.

As a Fed or a splinter?

A bit of both.

Well, then you're gonna get along great

with my other investigators.

Guys, uh, Agent Sykes.

Pick a desk.

And, um, make yourself at home.

What's the matter, no coaster?

Hey, Rudy, what's up?

OK, thanks. I'm on my way.

The same nurse from Mercy called.

They have a vic. Who's with me?

- I am. - On it.

Me too.

There better be a muffin left when I get back.

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

...

Rudy, this is Agent Sykes and Captain Curry.

- Nice to meet you. - What are we looking at?

Vic's name is Leah Tan.

23, tourist from Singapore.

And, um, do you know which part of town

she was assaulted?

She doesn't have a clue.

She was out late drinking.

Leah agree to a rape kit?

We sent her blood work and swabs to the lab.

Is that the friend who brought Leah in?

Maura Ramos from Argentina.

Wouldn't call them friends,

just staying at the same hostel.

Thank you.

So divide and conquer.

You and I take Leah.

- Yeah. - I'll take Miss Argentina.

Maura? - Mm-hmm?

I'm, uh, Field Agent Sykes.

I'm with the FBI. - FBI?

Did I--did I do something wrong?

You can relax.

You're not in any kind of trouble.

Can you, um...

uh, tell me what happened?

I found her unconscious in the women's shower

of our hostel with the water running.

Well, usually when someone does that,

it's to get rid of DNA.

You didn't manage to preserve anything did you?

Her underwear.

They were still in her bunk.

You might not know her very well,

but you just helped her more than you know.

- I feel so guilty. - Why? Why is that?

- We went out last night. - Uh-huh.

Met some guys.

And I left her alone with them.

OK. Did you get their names?

What did they look like?

One was white, the other Asian.

We met at a bar in Midtown.

Me and Leah, we both just wanted

to have an American experience.

Like with boys?

A hookup or something.

Um, if you wanted to hook up with these guys,

why did you leave her alone with them?

Because I felt invisible.

It was like they were obsessed with her.

Hmm.

Can you tell us about the boys that you were with?

One seemed rich--

white, handsome.

And his friend?

The Korean guy.

He was witty.

In what way?

Played a game with his friend called Murdered by Words.

Can I go home?

I already missed my flight.

I understand, and, uh,

we can't tell you what to do-- - I just want to go home.

It would be very, very helpful for you to stay here

so we can find the person who did this.

What's the last thing you remember?

[sobbing] Waking up in the shower.

If my parents knew I'm no longer a virgin--

First of all, you don't need to share anything with them.

And, Leah, you're an adult now,

so we are not obligated to either, OK?

What happened to me?

♪ ♪

We're gonna try and find out.

- Do you recognize this girl?

Yeah, sure. Leah Tan.

Look, whatever happened to the girl,

I didn't have anything to do with it.

Are you aware of how defensive you sound right now?

Did you see Leah come back after her night out?

She came back with an older guy,

40s, Middle Eastern, Italian,

Moroccan maybe.

So we're looking for a swarthy guy

from half the known world.

Had her slung over his shoulder.

Did he say anything to you?

Just plopped her down and ran back out to his cab.

His cab?

One of those that preys on tourists

that don't know any better.

Gypsy cab.

You're not allowed to say that anymore.

Where was this cab parked?

Right out front.

We saw some cameras on the way in.

We're gonna need to look at those.

She was sick.

I helped her.

Where'd you pick her up?

Outside some dive bar in Midtown.

What's it called?

Uh, Hi-Jinx, Hi-Jacks?

Was she alone?

She was with two guys.

Young? Old?

20s. They were from out of town.

How could you tell?

Because they took a gypsy cab.

Most New Yorkers know better.

Why did you carry her over your shoulder?

I told you, she was sick.

Wasted.

These guys, did they try anything with her?

They were fighting over her, arguing.

One wanted to leave.

He asked me to pull over and just started walking.

He just got out in the middle of the street?

Yeah.

His friend wanted to stay, but she passed out.

Why didn't you call the cops?

The cops?

In my country, the police are worse than the criminals.

And from what I hear, yours are not that different.

Do you have any kind of recording device in your cab

that can back up your story?

No.

Anything at all that backs up your story?

[soft dramatic music]

Uh, the bus.

The guy said they had to get back to the bus.

Bus to where?

♪ ♪

So this gypsy cab driver took Leah to the hostel?

Guys got out a few minutes into the drive.

7th Avenue in the 30s.

- To take the bus. - Headed west.

All right, so Port Authority?

That's what we thought, but the next bus from there

didn't leave till 6:00.

That's a long time to wait

for two guys in such a hurry.

Well, maybe he took one of those budget buses.

OK, I'm on traffic cams now.

Any chance this driver is using these kids

as some kind of smokescreen?

I think this guy was telling the truth.

He even offered a DNA sample. - But that's the problem.

The lab said that there is no DNA from Leah's kit.

Leah, everything all right?

Did you guys get corroborating witnesses

from the bar? - Bartender placed

these two mouth-breathers outside with Leah.

OK, I'll get back to you.

Renee, is everything OK?

[sighs] I hate to put more pressure on,

but Leah just booked a flight back to Singapore.

Foreign vics on American soil hardly ever stick around

long enough to see a case through.

So this puts you two on a deadline

to track down our perps.

OK, I'm finding four budget bus stops in that area.

But according to the time stamp,

your driver carried Leah into the hostel at 3:30.

Not exactly rush hour.

Scrub forward 15 minutes.

♪ ♪

OK, this is the budget bus on 31st and 8th.

- All right. - Boarding the bus.

Hold on, stop.

Those are the guys.

Get their names from the bus manifest.

Looks like they're heading to Cambridge.

Yeah, which means that you and Bruno

are heading to Cambridge as well.

Now.

This young woman in New York filed a complaint

against Hayden and Frederick?

It's actually a bit more than that.

Rape One.

[sighs]

They're good students.

This program, it attracts kids in the 1%

of the 1% in intelligence,

minds that will one day reshape the world.

Well, those same minds might have reshaped

this young woman's world the other night.

And not for the better.

[machines whirring]

Hayden Foote? Frederick Hwang?

I'm Detective Velasco. This is Detective Bruno

from Manhattan Special Victims Unit.

Manhattan?

Yeah, we drove five hours to speak with you.

About what?

[machine beeping]

The girl from Singapore claims she was raped?

We have signs of physical trauma to support it.

I didn't do anything.

But you were with her that night.

Me and Fred both were.

But you were the only one that took her to the bathroom.

Big deal.

We made out and fooled around a little.

Leah?

Yeah, I was definitely trying to get with her.

Is that why you bought her so many drinks?

I'm a scholarship baby.

Trust me, bro, I'm not buying anyone a lot of drinks.

When's the last time you saw her, bro?

Me and Hayden put her in a cab.

We were already late to our bus.

The one from Manhattan

all the way back here to Cambridge?

That's right.

That's a long way to go to get laid, isn't it?

Oh, so the fooling around you two did in the bathroom

was consensual? - 1,000%.

And she would say the same thing?

I'd assume so.

We were dancing afterwards.

We were having fun.

Everybody?

Except for Maura.

What's that about?

How long did that bus take to get you down there that night?

Five hours.

Why go all the way to Manhattan?

♪ ♪

How many women do you see here?

♪ ♪

So, Leah, I know that you're anxious to get home,

but we would be so grateful

if you would help us ID the man that hurt you

so that he can never do it again to anyone else.

Most Anglo guys look very similar to me.

Scroll through again if you need to.

We're gonna need a definitive verbal indication, Leah.

Leah?

Yes, it's him.

So that--

that's the man that led you into the bathroom?

Yes, at the bar.

But he didn't lead me.

I led him.

Why didn't you tell us this earlier?

My father is a church deacon in Jurong East.

His congregation looks to my family

as a moral example.

♪ ♪

My father, he expects me to stay a virgin

for my future husband.

OK, so you and the man in that photo

had consensual sex?

We didn't have sex.

I did another thing to him,

something I wanted to try but...

could never do back home.

Because?

People talk.

♪ ♪

But I wanted to

know what it feels like

to kiss a boy

down there.

♪ ♪

But I didn't finish.

I stopped.

And he let you stop, Leah?

Tell us if you recognize anyone else.

♪ ♪

Him, the funny one.

He was at the bar and at the hostel earlier.

The hostel?

I saw them in the common room

while I was looking for clean clothes.

Fact one, Leah and Maura were looking for a night

out on the town.

Fact two, by her own admission,

Leah had consensual oral sex with Hayden Foote.

And yet her rape kit said

she was forcibly penetrated vaginally,

which happened sometime after they left.

Explain that.

Can't. Not yet.

All right, I just told Carisi that we got a positive ID

on both suspects.

He didn't happen to have some evidence we don't know about,

did he? - Uh, no, he didn't,

and I purposely avoided telling him

that we're back at square one.

OK, if Internal Affairs taught me anything,

it's to look at all crime first through a lens of opportunity.

Well, hold on, hold on.

These are not, like, you know, dirty cops

standing next to a bag of coke.

This is Frederick and Hayden.

Their SAT scores alone put them in the top 1% of the world.

- So? - So they're complicated.

OK.

So what are you suggesting?

A bit of behavioral analysis.

All right. So play it through for me.

There's just something about this foursome

that defies, you know, normal economics of attraction.

Leah is sweet, but Maura is a bombshell.

And by her own admission,

she was actively trying to engage with the guys.

Right, but Maura kept stressing how these boys

were obsessing over Leah.

Any other foursome might have just paired up

and called it a night, right?

So why the doubling down on Leah?

Some guys like to, I don't know, hunt in packs.

She's a woman, not a wounded gazelle.

Look at this behavior.

This is not run-of-the mill mate-guarding behavior.

That is called collusion. That is predatory.

Where you see collusion, I see competition.

Either way, they're working as a team.

I want you to call every hostel on the east coast

and find out how many times those guys visited one

to search for prey.

And listen, it wouldn't hurt to call Clay and have him

run your behavioral analysis through ViCAP.

Yep.

Shannah,

nice colluding with you.

♪ ♪

- Got it, Captain.

Thanks.

What's the word?

Leah and Maura ID'ed our guys.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

One of them can put them at the hostel earlier that night.

But not after it.

Right.

We placed them on the bus.

I still don't understand why these guys got to travel

five hours by bus to get laid.

I mean, look around.

People like novelty, especially with sex.

That and a little bit of sexual strategy theory.

Men have a strong basic desire for short-term mating.

Smash and dash.

A disgusting phrase, but a phrase nonetheless.

These hostels are full of women who don't stick around

for too long.

Maybe even looking to have a fling with an American guy.

It's not a bad strategy.

Yo, check it out.

Who's the poindexter with our boy?

[mysterious music]

♪ ♪

[knocking on door]

NYPD.

Mind if we come in?

Sorry to interrupt.

We're detectives Velasco and Bruno

from Special Victims Unit.

Dusty. [speaks Japanese]

[speaks Japanese]

Don't worry, this won't take long.

Frederick Hwang--

is that one of your roommates?

Let's talk in my room, please.

♪ ♪

[door shuts]

Listen, if something happened,

I didn't even go out with those guys.

Who says something happened?

You're NYPD. A logical conclusion.

Is that your girlfriend out there?

Yeah.

You pulled us away from her kind of quick.

Is there something you don't want her to hear?

♪ ♪

Yo, Bruno!

♪ ♪

What do you think this is?

All the places they visited?

We ran their backgrounds.

Passports said they didn't travel much.

Red, green, and yellow pins.

I think we're looking at some kind of game.

♪ ♪

What game are you referring to?

Well, does this clear things up?

- No. - No?

We checked your credit cards, dumbass.

Your friends', too.

OK?

Now, looks like you've been doing a lot of traveling--

But not with your passport.

- Only hostels. - Interesting.

Murdered by Words.

It's not illegal to have sex with women.

Do I need a lawyer?

Well, that's your prerogative.

I mean, word gets out that you're a person of interest

in an active rape investigation?

How long before your school's in the news?

What happens to your future?

A person of interest?

Yeah, it's what we call somebody

who looks good for a crime.

But I didn't rape anybody.

Well, here's the thing, there's the law

and then there's ethics.

I wonder what color you are, Frederick.

Dust Bin told you about the rules of the game?

Yeah, it's very clever.

I used to play a lot of games, too, when I was a kid.

My favorite was cops and robbers.

What do you want to know?

Tell me about the night Leah Tan was raped.

You're not gonna question my girlfriend, are you?

We tried, but she doesn't speak English.

So we can get her a translator.

No. It'll ruin it.

Ruin what, Dust Bin?

It's not funny, bro.

Hey, ruin what?

My relationship.

You got something special?

We're each other's first.

[laughs] From what she says anyway.

Don't listen to him. He's divorced.

She's beautiful, man.

Did you learn Japanese for her?

That's very impressive.

You must be very smart.

We'll see how smart.

- Am I in trouble? - No.

If you were, you'd be in the interrogation room

like your friends. - Why is he being so mean then?

Must be tough being the yellow pin.

Piss color.

We talked to your friends.

They said they looked for brown ones.

Couldn't find them.

All right, you know what, man, can you get out?

I'm just having a little fun.

A game.

- You want to know about it? - Yeah.

Only if he leaves.

Why don't you start from the beginning?

A year ago, we decided the girls on our campus

were a lost cause.

Why?

- You both went to college? - Yeah.

I hear it was different back then between men and women.

Different how?

The sexual politics.

You say that like it's a bad thing.

It's scary.

You afraid of women?

Yeah.

What they could do to me.

One wrong turn, one bad night.

So you just decided to prey on them.

The girls are from everywhere,

but they seemed into us 'cause we're American.

Who came up with the game?

H-Hayden.

And how's it work?

You get a point for each girl from a different country,

and no repeats.

Oh, so the map's just to keep track.

- Yeah. - Mm.

It must have gotten very competitive.

W-why would you say that?

Frederick...

Because of the rape of Leah Tan.

No.

No, no, you-- you don't understand.

Forcing someone is against the rules.

It's not allowed.

♪ ♪

I mean, if you ask me, it doesn't look fair.

I'm not good at the game.

I thought he was leaving.

Nowhere else to eat.

Do you think maybe-- maybe your friends cheat?

Maybe they add some extra pins?

Maybe you're just a loser.

I met Suki, didn't I?

What about Hayden and Frederick?

They seem pretty into the game.

They probably do cheat.

I've seen them.

Getting girls drunk, treating them like sluts.

If someone did that to Suki or my mom--

Hayden's a brilliant guy.

I hate to admit it, but it's true.

National Merit Scholar,

developed his own kind of photodetector at 17.

He was in the "New York Times" for it.

But you're at the same school, too, Frederick.

You're brilliant too.

Hayden has natural talent.

Me, I just work hard.

Right, he was born with things.

He's handsome. He's confident.

White.

♪ ♪

[indistinct whispering]

Oh.

♪ ♪

Yeah.

What was that?

- Oh, it's, uh-- - No, what was that?

- Something your friend said. - What was that?

I do think that you should take me back

to your competition with Hayden.

Frederick was right behind you.

And he was nipping at your heels.

Almost as many green pins as--

As red ones.

Kid's got a good sense of humor.

Dimples too.

Must make him pretty popular with the ladies.

Maybe you couldn't bear the thought of him

beating you at something.

Especially Frederick, who refused to learn his place.

Frederick and I are best friends.

And I told you already,

Leah passed out, so we took her home.

End of story. - Then answer me this--

♪ ♪

why are there two pins in Singapore?

♪ ♪

You think Frederick took a bus back down and raped her?

Well, that all depends on how badly he wanted to win.

♪ ♪

- Your little ruse work? - No.

I think these guys might be telling the truth.

Disgusting as it is.

- What happened with your guy? - I cut him loose.

He lawyered up. - Yep, same.

Hayden too.

You know, I've seen my share of college cases, but--

First case of sex tourism?

Without even leaving the city.

The thing I don't get, for a couple of competitive guys

willing to roll on each other,

they sure seem to trust

each other's scorekeeping. - Right.

Like, what prevents them from sticking a pin

in every country when no one's looking?

[phone buzzing]

Maybe there is a scorekeeper.

Hey, Clay. Any luck on ViCAP?

Wait, which--which consulate?

OK, tell her we're coming.

Just got a hit on a similar assault,

a young Bulgarian woman here on her gap year

reported it to her consulate.

Tell me that she's still in the country.

Uh, no, but Uncle Sam is flying her in.

Thank you for getting back to us so quickly,

Madam Consulate.

I owe Clay a few favors.

He said you had a victim.

Nikol Rakovsky.

Came in two months ago, reported a sexual assault.

A man she met at a hostel. - OK.

And she didn't notify NYPD, why?

You can ask her yourself.

Nikol, these are the women I told you about,

NYPD Special Victims.

I'm Captain Benson.

This is Agent Sykes.

Have you arrested the guy who raped me?

Not yet, but we will with your help.

I love to travel.

No routines, no permanence.

Sounds like an interesting life.

Then I came to New York,

and it's so alive.

The city pulses with romance like a Gershwin song.

Yeah. When--um, when was this?

New Year's Eve.

I came in for the party in Times Square,

and I stayed in a hostel.

And did you, um,

meet anyone staying there?

There were these guys, Americans.

So what can you tell us about these guys?

Do you know their names, or?

I'm bad with names.

There were three.

One left early with food poisoning,

one was cute,

the other one tried very hard.

Did you, um--did you go anywhere with them together?

They invited me to a bar in the area.

We had fun.

I liked them.

They were a little forward and obvious.

What do you mean obvious?

At first, I felt flattered,

but then it got ugly.

Like, I was a prize.

And did you leave together?

That's when it got bad.

We were in their room.

They were waiting each other out.

And one of them fell asleep.

Which one?

The Asian boy.

The other one, he followed me back to my room

with a bottle of champagne

to toast the new year.

He kissed me.

I said no.

But he didn't stop.

He pulled down his pants.

He lifted up my skirt.

And that's when he forced himself.

We are so sorry that that happened.

Um, Nikol, I'd like to show you some photos,

and you let me know if any of them

is the one who assaulted you.

♪ ♪

Him.

He's the one who crawled into my life and raped me.

Well, thank you.

Everything you've told us has been very helpful

for our investigation.

There's one more thing.

About a week later, I got a strange phone call

from 23andMe

saying they had found genetic indicators

for cystic fibrosis.

OK, why-- why is that strange?

Because I never submitted a sample.

Were you able to trace the call Nikol received?

Number blocked.

Is there any way that the Cambridge Institute

of Technology is involved in this?

They do have a genetics department.

Wait, how does genetic material

factor into these boys' game?

These are data-driven guys.

And this may be their only way

to prove their little conquests.

In addition to rape, these guys are collecting

DNA samples without consent.

Check CIT's genetics laboratory

and see if there's any crossover

with the robotics department. - On it.

Here you go.

And there's our scorekeeper.

It's a research lab.

We practice a lot.

Processing DNA isn't illegal.

Oh, so these girls gave consent?

Look, we know you have a conscience.

You called this woman to warn her

about a genetic marker for cystic fibrosis.

None of this was my idea.

Why don't you tell us how you got involved with these guys?

Did they come to you?

I was aware of their robotics work.

Everyone is.

Right, but when did you first meet them in person?

Second semester, freshman year.

And that's when they told me about the game.

And they use you to verify the points, correct?

After the deed, they swab themselves.

Then I run the cytogenetic analysis.

So what's in it for you?

I mean, the fact that I can tell where people were born

from their DNA, travel the world without leaving campus,

it's fascinating.

OK, but what's the prize?

- The prize? - For winning.

Winning is the prize.

What was the last sample they gave you?

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

Here it is.

From Singapore.

♪ ♪

Who gave that to you?

♪ ♪

Dustin Renfrow!

You're under arrest for the rape of Leah Tan.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will

be used against you in a court of law.

No matter what language it's in.

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Dustin raped her?

You sound surprised.

Wouldn't you be? He's one of my closest friends.

Last chance to help yourself.

You didn't see anything that night?

No, no. No, no, I swear.

Dustin didn't confide in you?

Why would he?

He would have had to admit he broke the rules.

Game's over, Frederick.

Not to mention your academic career.

Are they gonna kick me out of school?

That's beyond our purview.

My client had no idea what happened to that girl.

He did nothing illegal.

We're not charging him.

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Look, I was young once too,

and I played my share of stupid games.

But the question for you, Frederick,

is what kind of man do you want to grow up to be?

You might want to start spending less time

with machines and more with people.

[door closes]

You have a Bulgarian girl's word against my client's.

So what? - We have a lab tech

willing to testify in open court

that they were handed his victim's DNA.

Doesn't prove lack of consent.

I don't even remember her.

A drunken hookup on

one of the biggest nights in the city?

You ought to be embarrassed.

One thing juries hate is having their time wasted

with pillow fluff.

But one thing that juries love

is when a victim remembers every excruciating detail

of their assault. - And is willing to testify.

Nikol Rakovsky.

Whatever she's saying, it's a lie.

Oh, so you do remember her.

- Bulgaria. - Just another pin in his map.

We have a statement, her genetic material.

And your best friend Frederick

just flipped on you.

That little bitch.

Hayden, stop talking.

I'm gonna need a minute with my client.

Take as many as you need,

because where he's going,

he's gonna have a surplus of them.

So I was raped

because of a competition?

These boys,

they preyed on women

from different countries.

For a sick game.

Which one was it?

Uh, his name, uh, was Dustin Renfrow.

We believe that he snuck into your bunk at the hostel

after the cab driver dropped you off.

We tracked down another victim of this group.

And here's the good news, Leah.

The other victim remembers everything

and is willing to testify.

And Dustin and his lawyer are with our ADA now.

They're gonna take a plea,

and he's going to do serious time.

I feel like I'm going to be sick.

We're so sorry.

You know, we--

we have resources that we can offer you.

We can help with counseling.

♪ ♪

[sobbing]

OK?

I just want to go home.

Can I?

♪ ♪

Of course.

♪ ♪

Um, whatever you need.

We can help with your travel.

Whatever you need.

♪ ♪

I want the student body, alumni,

and public at large

to know that this institution in no way condones

the actions and behaviors

of these three students

who have been expelled

pending the conclusion of the police investigation.

I'm glad I don't have sons.

Hey.

Easy.

Figure of speech.

But it's never easy, right? Boys or girls.

Children can...

break our hearts.

I've seen it firsthand.

You always knew you wanted kids?

Actually, it was, uh,...

something that just...

fell into my lap.

What about you?

I'm guessing you're like a five-year year planner.

Transferring to SVU was one of the first impulse decisions

I made in my life.

What about you? - Uh, me?

I'm, like a-- you know, a tumbleweed.

The whole reason I wanted to embed here, actually.

What about you, Benson?

You expect to be at SVU all this time?

25 years?

No. [laughs]

No.

I mean, come on, you must've had some kind of plan.

Actually, with this job, uh...

I think it had a plan for me.

[soft music]

♪ ♪

[wolf howls]