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In the criminal justice system,

sexually based offenses

are considered
especially heinous.

In New York City, the
dedicated detectives

who investigate these
vicious felonies

are members of an elite squad

known as the Special
Victims Unit.

These are their stories.

Okay.

Mommy, Mommy, do another one.

- Put butter on it.
- And syrup.

That would make
too big of a mess.

But listen, remember
what I said,

not a word to Daddy.
Not a word, right?

- Okay.
- Not a word.

Not a word.
- I promise.

Sounds like you guys are having

way too much fun, huh?
- Oh.

Hi, buddy.

Mommy hid the extra
pancake in your briefcase.

She did, did she? She did, huh?

Today, of all the days.

Probably still warm
if you want it.

Mmm.

Hey, Magda's gonna
be here in a minute.

You got time for coffee?
- Listen, I would love to,

but the Bouchard case is over.

I got a mountain of
casework I gotta tackle.

It's just a busy day.
- Yeah, me too.

Oh, girls, Magda's here.

Go get your bags.
- Here you go.

- Here, baby.
- Go to your mom.

- Come here, baby.
- There you go.

All right, come on, girls.

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

- Hello.
- Hi, guys.

- Hey, Magda. How are you?
- Hi, Amanda.

Oh, here's your
water bottle, honey.

- Jesse, you got your inhaler?
- Yeah.

You still gonna pick
us up today, Daddy?

Yeah, of course.

Mommy deserves a
real first day off.

Right?
- I'll take care of him.

- Thank you.
- All right.

- Bye, girls.
- Bye.

- Bye.
- Bye. Thank you.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

It's just that this
weekend was a vacation.

Because you didn't
have papers to grade?

No, with you and the kids.

Let me ask you something,

and, uh, I want you
to be honest with me.

Okay, Counselor.

How long after I
walk out this door

is it gonna take for you
to start freaking out?

I've only been unemployed for...

I mean, since Friday.
- Uh-huh.

And I was bored
being a professor.

How do you think you're gonna
feel being alone all day?

Oh, just in the
deafening silence,

surrounded by my
own life choices?

Pretty good.

Listen, worst comes to worst,

I could always get you
a job as an investigator

in the DA's office.

Oh, the DA's office,
working with you,

so we can be together
all day and all night?

Huh?

Thanks for the pancakes.

In your eyes, I've found a home.

In your heart, a
furnace of love.

In your body, a willing
partner ready to navigate all

of life's toughest
roads with me.

Jenna, with you, I've
found so much more

than my other half.

I've found a
partner who makes me

twice the man that I am.

With this ring, I give
you everything that I am,

my unwavering support,
and my fidelity,

now and forever more.

Phillip, I...

I...

I'm sorry.

I can't do this.

Jenna!

Jenna!

Jenna!

I hear Fordham's
down a professor.

Are you calling to
say I told you so?

No, actually.

I know how hard you've been
working to find yourself.

Is that the answer you wanted?

Maybe.

So are you going crazy yet?

Took me an hour
to tune my guitar.

Ha! How about lunch?

I think I can fit
that into my schedule.

You hired that IAB captain
who investigated you?

Gotta be a little awkward.
- You know what?

Uh, it's not at all.
She's actually great.

Yeah?

And Bruno, isn't he
the whistleblower

that sued the force?

Yeah, but he used to
work SVU up in the Bronx.

Well, at least you're not
short staffed anymore.

Oh, are you trying
to say something?

So the weekend was great.

You know, I gotta hang out
with Carisi and the kids.

But you turned down a tenure
offer at Fordham University

to do what, exactly?

Captain.

Hey, come in.

- Sorry to interrupt.
- You're not interrupting.

Detective Bruno, this is my
friend Detective Rollins.

- Detective.
- It's nice to meet you.

Thanks for the desk.

Just got a call from
a church uptown.

Church?

Yeah, seems to be some kind
of runaway bride situation.

Why is this an SVU thing?

Well, according to the unis,
she's locked herself in a room

and doesn't wanna
speak to anyone but us.

Okay. I'll take
it, Bruno. Thanks.

A traumatized bride
locks herself in a room?

You know, I could use a
little help with that.

Hmm.

You asking me to come?

Is that you offering?

Excuse me.

Where can I find the bride?

Bridal dressing room, this way.

Jenna, I'm confused.

Come on, will you just
come out and talk to me?

- You must be the groom.
- You are?

Step aside, please.

Jenna, this is Captain
Benson from SVU.

I understand that you
wanna talk to someone.

- SVU, what is that?
- Special Victims.

We investigate
sex crimes mostly.

- Sex crimes?
- Jenna?

- Nobody reported a crime.
- Someone did.

May we come in, please?
- Babe, is everything okay?

No, it's not.

Just...

Jenna, can you tell
us what happened?

I was raped last night
after the rehearsal dinner.

And where did this
assault happen?

At my parents' house.

I was... I was sleeping
there out of tradition.

My bridesmaids and
I were planning

to get ready there
in the morning,

and then, at 3:00
in the morning,

I feel someone climb
into bed with me.

He put his hand over my mouth.

Do you have any
idea how he got in?

The window was opened.

I... it was a warm night,

and I left it
cracked to get air.

I don't
wanna go out there.

I don't wanna see any family.
- You know what?

We can take you out through
the back door, okay?

Where are you taking her?

We're taking her
to Mercy Hospital.

She needs to do a rape kit.

A rape kit?

You can ride with us.

I need to ask you
a few questions.

So grab your things,
and let's go.

Am I gonna get my
wedding dress back?

They still need to check
it for residual DNA.

And your nightgown that
you wore last night

during your attack...
- He took it.

He took it?

Along with the bedding
and the pillow cases.

He threw them out the
window right before he left,

and when I looked
out, they were gone.

Okay.

How long does this
usually take to see

if his DNA is still on my body?

A few hours.

It's not like I have
anywhere else to be.

Just so I have the
story straight,

you said your
assailant was Black?

But I could barely see his face.

He was behind me.
- Okay.

Does anything else come to mind?

Did he say anything?

After he was finished, he said,

"You're going to remember me."

What do you think
he meant by that?

I think he was talking
about every day.

Like, for the rest of your life?

For the rest of my marriage.

I felt like he knew I
was getting married.

Are we ready?

All right, go
ahead and lay back.

And we'll start with
your hands, either one.

I'll need to take your rings.

- Is that necessary?
- Just need to be careful.

They'll swab every
part of your finger

in case you scratched him
or he touched your hands.

He

Put my wrists behind my back.

His hands were rough,
like he worked with them

for a living.
- That's helpful.

You'll stay with me?

Every minute.

Good to see you,
Detective Rollins.

The vic got raped last night

and didn't report it till today?

She had 200 people
coming to her wedding.

She was probably
on automatic pilot

trying to go through with it.
I mean, all that planning?

Maybe it was a
revenge type thing,

you know, jealous ex?

She said that it was a stranger.

The guy came in through
the guest room window

at the parents' townhouse.
- What about the groom?

He have any involvement?

He seemed genuinely
shocked to me.

He could have enemies.

Well, if he did, he
hasn't mentioned them yet.

I'll see what I
can get out of him.

What about our professor?
How's she doing?

She's... she's with the vic.

It's like she never
missed a beat.

Oh, but if she does wanna
help out with this case,

we probably need to
check the paperwork

that she filed on the way out.

You think it's possible
she could actually

still be a cop?
- It's NYPD, Finn.

I get it.

I'll have Curry make some calls.

Okay.

Hey.

Relatives keep calling
and texting me.

I don't know what to tell
them. I said my vows.

I put on a ring. Are
we even married yet?

Let's figure that out later.

Why wouldn't Jenna
tell me what happened?

My guess is, she was
trying to protect you.

What, like I would blame her?

Any reason she would think that?

No.

I don't blame her,

but I'm allowed to be,
like, angry, right?

Yeah, a sexual assault like this

is bound to bring up
emotions you didn't even know

you had in you.
- I'm not worried about me.

I'm worried about my wife.

What if this guy
is still out there,

some kind of stalker?

You have any idea of someone
who would wanna hurt her?

What, like a... like
an ex-boyfriend?

I can make a list
if that's helpful.

I just need to
check her computer.

We share all of our passwords.
- Okay. You two live together?

Yeah, why?

Well, Jenna spent last
night at her parents' house.

Yeah, we were trying
to be traditional

for one night, at least.

Anyone knew she
was staying there?

Our families, the wedding party.

Okay, I'll need that list too.

What'd you do last night?

Uh, we had the rehearsal dinner.

People got a little drunk,
made funny speeches.

Were any of your groomsmen
a little touchy with Jenna?

No.

No, we were so happy.

Jenna was so happy.

We kept looking at
each other like,

how could we get so lucky?

Who would wanna ruin that?

We were all having fun.

No fights or drama.

Nobody threw a drink like
at my rehearsal dinner.

Sounds like a good time.

Did you notice any
of the male guests

paying special
attention to Jenna?

Brides are supposed to be
the center of attention.

What about the
waitstaff, bartenders?

Didn't get a creep
vibe from anybody.

And I'm pretty on
point with that.

What about this morning?

Looking back on it, Jenna
was a little removed.

Removed how?

When we were getting
ready to go to the church,

collecting the flowers and
all the last-minute stuff

from her parents'
place to bring with us,

I asked her why the
bed was stripped,

and she had almost
no expression.

I just chalked it up
to her mom being anal

about laundry and a
case of last-minute

pre-wedding jitters.

Jenna walked up the aisle.

She was smiling like
nothing was wrong.

Were you at the rehearsal
dinner last night?

Yeah, it was fun. Why?

Did you notice if any
of the male guests

were a little jealous that
she was getting married?

I was pretty wasted.

Anyone seem angry or upset?

Look, every guy there
has known Phillip

since high school.

The only thing any
of us are jealous of?

They both found the
love of their lives.

Some of us aren't so lucky.

Do you know how Jenna got
to her parents' house?

Phil drove her.

I bet he's kicking himself
now for not staying the night.

So the only people that knew

that Jenna was staying
at her parents'

were her family and
the wedding party?

No signs of forced entry.

Jenna said she opened the
window to let in fresh air.

It's a quiet street. We
canvassed the neighbors.

Nobody saw or heard anything.

We're still checking
traffic cams,

but so far, no matches to
the man Jenna described.

- Forensics?
- No fingerprints anywhere,

but that doesn't mean anything.
The guy could have worn gloves.

Yeah, still waiting on
DNA from the rape kit.

And there was nothing
missing from her house?

No, this wasn't a burglary.

So no other obvious motives?

Well, other than
the fact that it was

the night before her wedding.

Which could be totally random.

This doesn't seem like
a crime of opportunity.

So talk to me, Rollins.

So what he said was so specific.

"You're gonna remember me."

It's like he wanted to mark her
for the rest of her marriage.

You think this guy knew
she was getting married?

Jenna seemed to think so.

Whoever he was, he
was certainly paranoid

about leaving DNA
behind.

So are we sure that nobody
had a grudge against her?

We talked to everyone.

No angry exes, no
jealous girlfriends.

So let's start by checking
with wedding vendors.

DNA came back from
Jenna's rape kit.

And?

It's a match to the DNA
to an unsolved assault

in Brooklyn six months ago.

The rape happened the night
before the vic's wedding,

no suspects.

It's not random.

So we are looking
for a serial rapist

who targets brides.

Prima nocta, droit de seigneur.

English, professor?

It's a medieval rite.

The lord of the
castle can sleep with

any woman under his rule on
the night of her wedding.

Except the guy we're looking for

doesn't exactly
sound like a prince.

I'm an ER nurse.

I have experience
with rape victims.

I never fully understood
why they didn't fight back

or scream until now.

You protected yourself.

So your assault happened the
night before your wedding.

I was staying at my sister's
place in Park Slope.

Who else knew that you
were staying there?

Family, friends, wedding party,

a few vendors who delivered
last-minute supplies.

Our wedding was pretty DIY.

You said in your
initial police report

that he was Black and
of average height.

Yes. He was on the heavier side.

Is there anything else
that you remember?

As soon as he was done
and about to leave,

he doubled back,
stripped the bedding,

took my nightgown,
even the pillowcases.

You did a good job preserving
what little evidence

you had on yourself.

And your rape kit may be the
only way of solving this.

So he's still out there
doing this to other women?

Yeah, and we actually believe

that he's targeting
brides-to-be.

There's one other detail

I didn't tell the
police or my husband.

And what is that?

On his way out, he said,

"You're going to remember me."

Please don't tell Dean.

He was wonderful, so supportive,

but it's taken us a long time
to get past this as a couple.

Darcy Hamlin, her husband, Dean.

Darcy's assault matches the
general pattern of Jenna's.

Yeah, that and a DNA match.

And he said the same
phrase to both women.

We know we're looking
at the same perp.

Somebody who wants
to leave his mark.

All right, so how do
we catch this guy?

What do these couples have
in common beside a wedding?

So far, nothing

where they work live, grew up,

went to school,
no mutual friends.

Still checking vendors,
but so far, no overlap.

See if any of them were
on the sex registry.

I can do that.

Well, actually, you and I have

someplace to be right now.

Where? Doing what?

Think of it as a date.

So is this the department
making me requalify

or you, Finn?

You want your gun back
to work this case or not?

I guess you do.

And after this case?

Listen, I've been
unemployed for one day.

I wouldn't read
too much into it.

Forgive me for asking.

The thing is, brides
are being raped.

I know what it's like to be one.

I know what it's
like to be in love.

Speaking of which, have
you litigated all this

with the counselor yet?

I'll tell him tonight.

Marriage is all about
little white lies

of omission, isn't it?

Enough about me.

How's unmarried life?

Phoebe and I have
never been happier.

I highly recommend it.

So I ran open rape cases
in the last five years

with no DNA on file.

None of the attacks happened
on the night before a wedding.

This guy obviously
knows these vics

are less likely to report.

Well, I mean, weddings
are a big deal.

If I ever made it that far,

I'd think twice
before calling it off.

Captain Curry, some detective

from uptown is here to see you.

How can we help you?

You know, they say gossip
travels at the speed of sound.

My girlfriend
works at a DNA lab.

Must be convenient
for rush jobs.

Well, we're getting
married next month,

and she's freaked out.

DNA match between cases, a
pattern rapist of brides.

And you came to us because
your girlfriend's freaked out?

About a year ago, I go on a call

a woman that was getting
married that night

at the Park Milano Hotel.

What'd this woman say?

She asked what would it entail

if she was to report a rape.

- And?
- And I walked her through it.

And I guess she
changed her mind.

She said nothing happened,

and she was sorry
for wasting my time.

Please tell me you
kept the logbook.

- Can I help you?
- Mrs. Richards?

- Yes?
- Hi, I'm Captain Benson.

And this is Sergeant
Tutuola from Manhattan NYPD.

- What is this about?
- Bree? What's going on?

They're police from Manhattan.

- Manhattan?
- Yeah.

So you were married on the
Upper East Side last March?

Yeah, what about it?

Well, there was a robbery
at the Park Milano.

Same night of your wedding.

So we're just
talking to everyone

who had an event there.

I didn't hear anything about a
robbery when we stayed there.

It was really chill.

Well, uh, sorry for
the interruption,

but if anything
does come to mind,

do give us a call.

Okay. Thank you. Good night.

Is there anything at all,
anything that connects

Jenna and Darcy's cases?

They both used totally
different vendors.

No registered sex
offenders worked

for either of the companies.

The only common
denominator is, the attack

happened the night
before the wedding.

And the perp knew
that the bride-to-be

would be sleeping alone.
- And where.

Yeah, like Breena
Richards' case.

Somehow he knew what
hotel she'd be at.

But it doesn't matter.

No police report filed, no case.

So we've gotta be
missing something.

Jenna said that her
attacker had rough hands.

So we know we're not looking
for a wedding planner.

Or a photographer.

Mrs. Richards.

Hi.

Can I talk to you,
um, in private?

Yes, of course.

My husband doesn't know.

That Joseph is not
his biologically?

I did a DNA test when he
was about a month old.

Frank didn't even question.

He was so happy when
Joseph was born.

He said the baby
looked like my father.

You never told him
about the rape?

No.

I thought he wouldn't
love me anymore

that he'd think I
was broken, damaged.

You're not damaged.

You survived.

Believe me, it wasn't easy to.

Obviously, you
showed up at my door

because he's done this again.

Two other women that we know of.

So if there's anything that
you remember that you can share

with us, we'd be so grateful.

He was Black, a big guy.

How did he get into
your hotel room?

Frank and I stayed
in separate rooms,

you know, tradition.

I heard a knock.

I thought it was Frank,
that he couldn't spend

the night apart.

I opened the door,

and this guy just
pushed his way in.

And... and then...

Did he say anything?

He said, "You're
gonna remember me."

Then he put the bedding in
a bag he brought with him,

not that I could sleep
that night anyway.

So you called the
police the next morning?

I thought it was the
responsible thing to do.

And then the officer
explained to me

that I would have to
go to the hospital,

that I'd have to
give a statement,

and that it could take hours.

You never filed a police report?

The thought of disappointing
all those people

who had flown in

my parents, my grandparents...

So you went through
with the wedding.

And I don't regret it.

I don't regret a thing,
especially Joseph.

Uh, there is one thing.

My husband and I were
trying to save money.

I could have sworn
I saw this guy

at the flower wholesaler.

We're gonna need the
name of that wholesaler.

Yeah, that's from here. Why?

There's a couple got married
at the Park Milano last March.

Mixed race, 30s, Breena
and Frank Richards.

I'd have to check the records.

Anyone else have
access to your records?

Addresses? Maybe a delivery guy?

We're wholesalers. We
don't do deliveries.

Half the flower
shops in the city

buy from us at a discount,

but they bring their own vans.
- Okay.

How about something more DIY?

Well, there's a maintenance guy

that will help out
from time to time

for a big enough order.

You mean for a big enough tip.

Yeah.

You think you can
introduce us to this guy?

Yeah, Leon Wallace is his name.

He was just here.

Leon, cops wanna talk to you.

Mr. Wallace, you got a minute?

Mr. Wallace?

Sorry, I'm a little
hard of hearing.

Well, we'll try and talk loudly.

My manager doesn't like
me taking personal time.

We're pretty busy today.

Well, we appreciate
you talking to us.

So you gonna tell me
what this is about?

We're investigating a
series of robberies.

All the victims bought
an unusually large amount

of flowers from this wholesaler.

I don't interact
with the customers.

I just keep the place clean.

This was a couple staying
at the Park Milano Hotel

the night before their wedding.

They had two rooms,
March 6, 2023.

You expect me to remember
what I was doing last year?

Okay, how about last Monday?

Another wedding.

- Monday?
- Yeah.

Not too many people get
hitched on a weekday.

Why we thought you might
have remembered it.

What I do remember,
Monday is my one day off.

Market's closed.
- Okay.

And the night before,
where did you go?

I was home with Mrs. Pritchard.

Mrs. Pritchard?

Lady I rent a room from.

She's like a grandmother to me.

So she can confirm where
you were Sunday night?

We were on the couch,
watching her stories together.

Leon has been a godsend to me.

He says he thinks of
you as a grandmother.

He's a lot more thoughtful
than my own grandkids,

that's for damn sure.

Can you tell us where
Leon was on Sunday?

At home with me.

I made bucket of popcorn,
and we watched my stories.

You know, I
feel sorry for him.

Sorry enough to lie for him?

I don't lie for nobody.

If we could check your
phone, Mrs. Pritchard.

Sure, check away.

Whatever you think
he did, you're wrong.

Leon is the gentlest
soul I've ever met.

That's all right.
We trust you. Okay.

Just so I can make it
good with my captain,

is it okay if we check his room?

Well, you're not
gonna find anything.

He cleans up after himself.

But if you must, you must.
Come on, it's downstairs.

Well, you're right.

Leon respects your house
enough to take care of it.

If you're thinking about
taking that brush, I wouldn't.

I'm just looking around.

Well, there's no love
lost for my grandkids,

but the eldest girl,
the only smart one

in the bunch, is a
lawyer. One call.

We're gonna get out of
your way, Miss Pritchard.

Thank you so much for your time.

So did you make this
flower wholesaler employee?

Our main suspect for
the bridal rapes.

Guy's got motive, opportunity,

and a manufactured alibi.

Well, no offense to your
investigative instincts,

Detective, but did you get
anything solid that places him

in any of these scenes...

GPS, traffic cams,
security cams, anything?

Unfortunately, no.

So we don't have
any actual evidence.

But we do have two rape
kits with matching DNA.

We did make a play
for abandoned DNA.

And?

We got outplayed by a
retired burlesque dancer.

So we could use a court
order for Leon's DNA.

I wouldn't count on it.

Well, it turns out that
Jenna and Darcy's florists

got their flowers from
the exact same wholesaler.

Okay.

But neither of them could
pick Leon Wallace out

of a photo array.
- Well, Breena probably could.

But she's made it
abundantly clear

that she will not be
cooperating with us

because she doesn't wanna
break up her marriage.

In that case, my wife is right.

I mean, if you don't have
probable cause for an arrest,

then getting a court order
for DNA is a non-starter.

- So how do we get this guy?
- Well, his first assault...

As far as we know.

Okay, Counselor, you're right,

as far as we know.

Breena, she shopped for flowers

at the same wholesaler
where Leon works.

It's how she recognized him.

The manager says Leon sometimes

helps out with the big
orders for extra cash.

So what, he overhears the
hotel room number and...

My guess is he got it
off the carbon paper

of the order forms.
- He gets a taste.

So what's he after
here? Power? Control?

He wants to ruin
someone's happiness.

So I think the play here is
to give him an opportunity

to find that feeling again.

Not me.

Phoebe's not gonna be
too thrilled about me

getting pretend married.

Well, there are two
other people in the room

that wouldn't have to pretend.

So this is all very last minute.

Last second, honey.

We're actually getting
married tomorrow.

Oh, well, we're used to rush
jobs, so whatever you need.

Well, we don't have a florist.

We're just kind of
doing it ourselves.

- What are you thinking?
- Hey, whatever the boss wants.

Oh, hydrangeas.

Or maybe

oh, roses, dozens
and dozens of roses

maybe Cherokee roses.

That's the Georgia State
flower for my mother.

Well, we might have to
order those special.

- What is my budget, honey?
- For you?

Sky's the limit.

Ah, okay.

Then I'll go take a look around.

Take your time.

Hey, you got anybody
that does deliveries?

No, we're wholesalers.

We usually sell
directly to the florist,

and they have their own trucks.

Let's cut out the middleman.

Come on, I'll pay you
extra. Come on. Come on.

Hey, Leon.

I got a job for you.

So, listen, we're gonna
sleep apart tonight.

Ah, you're a gentlemen.

And I want you to
surprise my bride-to-be

with all the hydrangeas
and the flowers she wants.

Let me know, whatever you need.

What time you need
them delivered?

Any time before 10:00.

Here, let me give
you my address.

- Great.
- Not a problem.

What are y'all talking about?

Nothing, just a little
surprise for you.

- Ah. For me?
- Mm-hmm.

Mm. He's a keeper, huh?

You ready for this?

Are you?

I'll be wearing a wire,

and you'll be right
outside in the van.

Okay, just a word of caution.
This guy's onto us, okay?

Well, after being questioned
by two cops, I would think so.

What?

You got this spark in your eye.

I haven't seen it
since you left SVU.

Yeah, it's been a long time.

I am kind of excited about this.

I'll be right outside.

I bet he makes his delivery,

then tries to circle
back at 3:00 a.m.

Like all his other
rapes, his MO.

The only problem is, this
guy knows we're on to him.

Well, I got a uni
stationed up the block.

If he runs, we
pull his ass over.

- She's all set.
- Check her wire.

Rollins, can you hear us?

Pouring myself a drink.

Carisi could use one out here.

Incoming.

This guy is cagey.

Yeah, wouldn't you be?

He doesn't wanna get
his DNA on the boxes.

That's why he took all
the bedding after he raped

Jenna, Darcy, and Breena.

Yeah, well, let's hope he pricks

his finger on one
of these roses,

bleeds all over the floor.

Ought to be enough
DNA from that.

My guess, we'll
be here all night

waiting on him to come back
and climb through a window.

Rollins, coming to you.

Coming!

Hey.

Are you really gonna make
me carry those inside?

I don't normally do deliveries.

I just got my nails done
for the big day tomorrow.

I'd hate to ruin them.

Just right there.

Thank you.

There you go.

Hey, can I get you a drink?

I really shouldn't.

Just one drink.

Hmm?

To my last night
of freedom. Huh?

What the hell is she doing?

- Her job, Counselor.
- Yeah, well, I'm doing mine,

and this is starting to feel

uncomfortably close
to entrapment.

As long as he takes
that drink, we got him.

You can have a sip.

Tomorrow, I am gonna be married
for the rest of my life.

That's a pretty long time.

But tonight,

I guess I'm still single.

I'm good.

That's it. I'm going in.

Hey, give her a chance.

Carisi, what the
hell are you doing?

- Come on, Amanda, pick up.
- Hold on.

Wait, wait. He's coming out.

We got enough to
arrest this guy?

All right, I want unmarkeds
following this guy

for the next 24 hours.

Copy that. Rollins, you okay?

Amanda?

Amanda, answer me.

Guys, we got him.

How? He just left.

Get CSU down here
with the swab kit now.

- I want a lawyer.
- We'll get you one.

Not that it's gonna
help you much.

So the DNA was a match?

All three of our cases.

But Mr. Wallace wants
to wait for his lawyer.

Well, escort him to
the holding cell.

Rollins okay?
- She's fine.

Carisi drove her home.

Well, it sounds like she
hasn't lost the touch.

Yeah, she got the guy's
DNA under her fingertips

and on the rim of a glass...
enough for CSU to process

and make a case.

I'll call the victims,

and as soon as his
lawyer gets here,

I want Wallace in a lineup.

I told you already, I didn't
get a good look at his face.

Memory is elusive,
but it can come back,

especially when
there's a visual cue.

So all I'm asking,
if you could just

do your best.

Are we ready?

Now, there's gonna be six guys

standing behind the glass.

Now, just remember, they can't
hear you, they can't see you.

We have nothing to worry about.

Yeah, you'll be fine.

Just look at them all carefully,

see if you recognize the
man who attacked you.

- Mm-hmm.
- Ready?

You can take your time.
As much as you need.

N-number four, I think.

- She thinks?
- I saw his silhouette

as he was leaving.

You're gonna need a lot
more than that, Counselor.

Rollins said that
you heard his voice.

You mean your wife,

the detective who
arrested my client?

Just because my involvement
in the investigatory stage

of this case precludes me
from being able to prosecute,

that doesn't mean I'm
not gonna see it through.

Jenna,

do you remember
what he said to you?

You're gonna remember me.

That wasn't him.

You're going to remember me.

Mm, no. Not him.

You're going to remember me.

Yes. Th-that was him.

That was his voice.

Are you sure?

I'll never forget.

I'm gonna need some
time with my client.

Great job, Jenna.

I'll walk you out.

Do you think this
will go to trial?

With all the evidence we
have and your voice ID,

I seriously doubt it.

By the way, I like your haircut.

- I needed a fresh start.
- Yeah.

Well, it suits you.

So how are you doing?

- It's been a lot.
- Yeah.

Calling all the wedding
guests and my family...

- Mm.
- I didn't go into detail,

but they needed to hear
I still love Phillip.

Captain Benson?

- Breena.
- Thank you for everything.

Yes.

- Bye.
- Take care.

I heard you arrested someone.

Is she another one
of his victims?

You know, she made
a... a voice ID,

but unfortunately, she didn't
get a good look at his face.

I did.

That's why I'm here.

So you're willing to
file a police report

and make a... make a visual ID?

I wanna help with this case,

any way I can.

Well, that is great news.

Come on.

We have your client's DNA
on three separate rapes.

One in Brooklyn,
two in Manhattan.

Plus the voice ID,

and now we got
Breena's corporeal ID.

All right, so what
are you offering?

I just talked to the
Kings County prosecutor

and he wants 40 years for
the Brooklyn rape alone.

How old are you, Leon?

- 36, ma'am.
- 40 years?

We might as well roll
the dice at trial.

He gets convicted, though...

In front of the right
kind of judge...

He'd be looking at 100 years.

So... I'd die in prison?

Yeah.

So, Leon,

how much of a gambler are you?

Especially

given what you did.

I'm not a bad person.

You set out in a
premeditated fashion

to ruin the best day of
these people's lives.

Why?

Leon!

Why?

I don't know, ma'am!

I guess I just got tired
from waiting for my own

best day.

Leon's lawyer
agreed to the deal.

Now I just gotta get the
Kings County DA to sign off.

Great work, Carisi.

Nah, it was Rollins.

Yeah, gotta be honest, it
was good to have her back.

But?

I may have been
a little worried.

Well, what can I
tell you, Carisi?

You married a wild card.

That's kind of what
I love about her.

And I guess if she wanted
to come back to SVU, I'd...

I'd figure out a way
to be okay with it.

You know, I think that she's
looking for something new.

I have something
that belonged to you.

I think Bruno was getting
a little creeped out by it.

Unless, of course, you left it
on your old desk for a reason.

Like the earring I left
on Carisi's nightstand

after our first date?

Maybe an excuse to come back?

So are you saying you
don't want me back?

Amanda, even if I did, I
don't have a desk for you.

Yeah, I noticed that.

It's just my luck.

I'm finally available,

and you're not
understaffed anymore.

This is not about you
fitting into the squad room.

This is about where you
belong in your life.

You were unemployed for one day.

I couldn't handle the boredom.

Exactly.

And I don't want SVU
to be your safety net.

How about you take some
time and figure out what

what makes you happy?

You of all people know
how hard that is for me.

Yeah, I also know how
hard you've been working

on confronting your
demons, for healing.

Yeah.

Well, the truth of
the matter is, Liv,

I have a little more work to do.

You and me both.

Hmm.