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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.

Operator: 911. What
is your emergency?

I've just been raped.

That's me. Gotta go.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
where are you going?

Hey, hey...

that was incredible.

Well, don't get used to it.

Hi, Olivia Benson,
Special Victims Unit.

- I'm looking for the 1034.
- Which one?

29-year-old female, white.

I guess that's me.

Hi, I'm Detective Benson.

Harper Anderson.

It's nice... it's not
really nice to meet you.

I know.

- How long have you
been waiting?
- 45 minutes.

And where's the officer
that brought you in?

I sent him to the cafeteria.

He was getting on my nerves.

I'm going to ask you for
a formal statement later,

but in order for us to do
the exam, Ms. Anderson...

Harper. Please. Just talk to me.

Okay, I need you to
describe the assault.

He... he grabbed my ankles.

He grabbed my wrists.

He hit the side of my face.

Did you lose consciousness? No.

Did he penetrate you?

Vaginally.

That's it.

Did he use a condom?

He... he ejaculated
on my stomach,

then he wiped it off
with one of my shirts.

Have you showered
since the attack?

Not since he made me take one.

Okay. Will you give me a minute?

Excuse me, I'm Detective
Benson. I need a rape kit done.

- There was a head-on M.V.A.
- Are they stabilized?

- They are now.
- Okay, then we're next.

Oral swabbing, fingernails,
you combed her pubic hair,

took vaginal swabs,
and did bloodwork.

I'll bag this,

and we need to do a
"UV" on her stomach.

A what?

We need to do a UV light,

and check for semen on her
stomach. We don't have one.

It's a small box.
It's about 8 " x 2".

Looks like a hardback
book with a cover.

I know what it is. We
don't have it at this facility.

Just forget it.

He made her take
a shower, anyway.

This is Ovral. It will,
as we discussed,

- prevent pregnancy, in case...
- I know, I know.

You need to take
two more in 12 hours.

We'll have your STD and AIDS
test results back within 24 hours.

You'll need to re-test at the
three- and six-month marks.

Who's paying for all of this?

Benson: The State is.

What else?

I'm gonna need to get a
formal statement from you.

But, if you're too tired
and you want to go back...

I just want this
to be over with.

Okay, I could take you down to
the station right now, if you're ready.

Ready.

- What'd you find?
- No real signs of trauma.

The blow to her face
could've been much worse.

The guy used the least
amount of force possible.

He ejaculated on her stomach, then made her
take a shower, so our DNA chances are...

Slim. If that.

Did you guys hear
about the stranger rape?

Yeah. Thanks.

Yeah, I was in the cafeteria,
and when I came back...

You left her?

She asked me to. I figured
she'd been through enough.

I don't care if she
pushes you away.

You don't leave a
rape victim alone.

Got it. Okay.

The crime scene? Secured.

We just need to
know what to look for.

My partner and I are gonna take
her to the station and get a statement.

- Can you voucher the rape kit?
- I'll take it to the ME.

Thanks.

You sure I can't get
you anything to eat?

No. Thanks.

So Harper?

Tell me what happened
from the beginning.

There was a
street fair that night.

I guess that would
be last night...

Which is still tonight.

It was loud, so I
put earplugs in.

I couldn't hear anything.

I woke up and...

there was this guy
standing there staring at me,

holding one of my
shirts in his hand.

He told me to shut my eyes.

He told me he had a gun.

He got on top and
jammed his knees

on either side of my
legs to keep them closed.

It happened so slowly...

but I looked at the clock. The
whole thing took 42 minutes.

He took my nightgown
and shoved it over my head.

My arms got tangled in it.

He took my ring.

The gown was over my face.

Over my eyes he
had stretched it...

Tight over my eyes.

He kept pushing it up so the
bottom half of my face was showing.

Then he tried to kiss
me. I jerked away.

That's when he hit me.

I should have kicked him.

I should have run away.

If he had a gun, you
didn't have a chance.

What'd he do next?

I heard him unzip his pants.

When he was ready, he
moved hard, five times.

He said, "Is this
the way you like it?"

And he ejaculated on my stomach.

He told me I was gonna
have to take a shower.

So he got off me, he
zipped up his pants,

he told me to get up.
And then he said...

he said, "Please."

So I got up, I walked
across the room.

My arms were still over my
head, in my gown, and I was cold.

He ran the water.

He asked me if it was too hot.

It was, so...

he adjusted it till
it was just right.

And then he gently...

took off my gown so
I could see to get in.

And then he washed me.

He told me I had pretty hair.

He touched my stomach, he...

he touched everything.

He handed me a towel,
he handed me the robe.

He told me to get on
the floor, and look away.

"Count to 20."

He said he wasn't
going to insult me...

by asking me not
to call the police.

Thoughtful, wasn't it?

Do you live with your boyfriend?

- Harper: No.
- Does he have keys
to your place?

No, but I have keys to his.

Can you tell us about the
gun the guy was carrying?

I didn't see it.

But he held it to
my head when...

when he caught me
looking at him in the shower.

- What'd he look like?
- Tall, thin...

White.

Sandy hair.

- Tell me about his eyes.
- Cold.

Stabler: How tall? I don't know.

Tallish. How old do
you think he was?

Around my age, I guess.

Like someone I would know...

Someone I'd hang out with.

Did you know him?

No.

Anything unusual happen that suggests
something like this might happen?

Strangers around the
neighborhood, odd phone calls?

No.

Was he nervous?

No, he wasn't nervous.

What did he smell like?

He was wearing cologne.

Subtle, not cheap.

Could you identify
him in a lineup?

Absolutely.

He took your ring.

Could you describe
that for us, please?

It's very rare. Platinum.

It has a small branch
with diamond leaves

curling over the band. It
was my grandmother's.

Did he take anything
else with him?

My wallet.

It was on the dresser
next to my jewelry box.

You said that he wiped your stomach
with a shirt, did he leave that behind?

No. He must've taken it
from the drawer before.

My "Rosie the Riveter."

You know, the girl flexing
her bicep... "We can do it"?

Near the restaurant
where I wait tables.

What laundromat do you use?

Can I get you anything?

No.

Okay, we are done. Thank you.

What now? Well we
can drive you to a friend's,

or if you have
family in town...?

No. I guess I'll go
to my boyfriend's.

Have you called him yet? No.

I didn't... I don't
know what to say.

- I got it from here.
- Okay.

I'm going to meet my
partner at your apartment.

Tell him thanks for the coat.

Sure.

The place is gonna be a
mess when we're done with it,

but at least we'll be
done soon. Great.

The State is gonna
pay for a locksmith

to change your locks
in your apartment.

That's standard procedure.
I'll give you the keys.

Also a counselor will be calling
you today to set up an appointment.

Also standard procedure? Yeah.

This is my pager number.

Call me any time, day or night.

I mean it.

Do you want me to come up
with you to talk to your boyfriend?

No, no.

Okay.

Hey. Hey.

I didn't know how long you'd
be, I thought I'd call him in.

Find any prints? Stabler: No.

No. Well, how'd he get in?

Window off the fire escape.

This one doesn't lock. And the
looks of things, it hasn't for a while.

See that?

Afterwards, he lets himself
out through the front door.

Okay, so, he comes in through
the window, sees her sleeping.

You said he pushed her
nightgown up? Yeah, and...?

Well, how did she see the clock?

Before and after.

He takes her wallet,

then he grabs
one of her t-shirts.

Maybe she gets high.
Maybe he was high.

He wouldn't have had the time.

And Harper didn't mention
him smoking anything.

She didn't mention
the pot at all.

Let's check for saliva. See
if there's two types of DNA.

At this point he
immobilizes her,

takes her ring and rapes her.

We still haven't found the
underwear she was wearing.

- You think he
took that too?
- Trophies?

Maybe. Then he
takes her to the tub.

Shower curtain's
wet. Soap's not.

No, I know where
you're going with this.

Women who stage rapes will wet the shower
curtain, but they'll forget the soap.

Harper didn't stage
this. I don't know.

What's this feel like to you?

A curling iron. Or a gun.

No.

Okay, look. We have no seminal
fluid, we have no vaginal trauma.

You think Harper made
those bruises herself?

Maybe she was high... paranoid.
Something might have freaked her out.

This morning she said it felt like it never
happened. Is that what you want to hear?

No... but maybe
that's the truth.

I can't believe you.

It's my job to question
the hell out of a situation.

Recreate how a crime
occurred, if a crime occurred.

Right now, there isn't enough
evidence to suggest it didn't.

There isn't much
evidence at all.

It is still an open case,
so let's proceed, okay?

The victim lived in a second
floor unit. Point of entry?

- Window off the fire escape.
- We're looking for a stranger.

- Someone who doesn't
have access to the building.
- No fingerprints.

No DNA. Well, that's
a start. Got a profile?

White, 30-something, sandy
hair, approximately 5'8".

She was hit on the
left side of her face,

so the guy we're looking
for is probably a righty.

Narrowing our suspect pool
down to 80% of the population.

She said that he smelled
subtle, which means expensive.

Probably not a
junkie looking to score.

He's smart. He
took the best jewelry.

He was careful not to
leave any evidence behind.

He planned this. Or he's
had a lot of experience.

Then our guy would
match other open MO's.

Unless Harper's his first
victim to report a rape.

Ring any bells?

There've been eight, nine
robbery-rapes on the Upper West Side.

The Upper West Side guy
doesn't talk to his victims.

This guy tried to kiss her,

wanted to know if she
liked it, said "Please."

In his fantasy world, he's
the perfect gentleman.

- A power rapist.
- A real charmer.

You know, Harper lives
at 101 Moore Street.

There was a Hallowe'en carnival
going on below her window.

I'll run a license check on
the vendors, check for priors.

If he went up the fire escape,
maybe we've got a witness.

I'll check pawn shops and
look for a leafy platinum ring.

You got to go back to Harper...
Ask her about the drugs.

The pot makes me nervous.

Well, we're not going
to bust her on that.

Canvass her neighbors.
Talk to the super.

See about recent break-ins.
Ask about gentlemen loiterers,

but first, talk to Harper.
If she's lying, you'll know.

Gut feeling is your best guide.

I'm going to kill
whoever did this.

Stay calm for us, Ben, okay?

You two been going
out long? A while.

What kind of sick, perv...

We're talking to
everybody in her building.

I knew she should
have moved in with me.

Right now, what Harper needs

is your unconditional
acceptance...

about everything.

We need to talk to
her. Where is she?

She couldn't sleep. She took
a shower and went to work.

How much pot did
you smoke last night?

Why?

You think I got
paranoid, just lost it?

No, we're just wondering
if there was a reason

why you didn't
mention smoking a joint.

It's a routine part
of the investigation.

Smoking pot is not
a part of my routine.

I had a job interview.

I was just trying to mellow out.

Nothing that happened last
night is part of my routine.

We just need to be thorough.

Great. Thank you
for all your hard work.

That went well.

Super: The city's
gonna pay for this, right?

- It'll be taken care of.
- Yeah? I'll tell you...

nothing like this ever happened
as long as I've been here.

We've had a few
domestic incidences,

there was a dead body
in the dumpster once.

- But nothing, never like this.
- Have you noticed anyone lately
who doesn't belong here?

- No.
- What about maintenance? Workmen, meter readers?

No. Ask the tenants.
See what they saw.

I'm sure I'm gonna
lose some over this.

I didn't see anything, but
I know someone who did.

Look... second
window on the left.

Uh-huh. Great. Thanks.

"Triple-I" on Sam Lardner.

Three previous
collars for trespassing.

I wonder if last
night makes four.

Harper Anderson. About
5'6". Long blonde hair?

No, no sorry. I don't know her.

Stabler: She's
single, lives alone.

Yeah, she lives in
this building, right here.

I hardly know the
people in my own building.

It's a great apartment.
It's got red walls,

- just on the third floor.
- Uh, second.

Stabler: So you do know it?

No, you just
described it. Just now.

Mm-hmm. Last night,
were you watching her?

Last night? No.

So you got tired of watching?

Took a stroll across
the street? Wait, wait.

I was here.

I saw everything.

Stabler: What'd you see?

Don't I need a lawyer? For being a
peeping Tom? No, just a good shrink.

- What'd you see?
- I saw this guy climb
the fire escape.

The previous tenant had
broken the lock on the window.

She was laying there asleep...

and she woke up.

And he pulled the
gown up over her eyes.

She...

She what?

She doesn't wear
underwear when she sleeps.

He raped her on the bed...

and then he took
her into the bathroom.

Why didn't you call the police?

Then what?

I couldn't see.

What'd he look like?

- I really couldn't see him.
- You can see a broken lock,

you can see a nightgown, but
you can't see the rapist's face?

I wasn't looking at him.

Not at him.

What're you going to do to me?

The same thing you did for her.

I've been cross-checking
Harper's CSAAT...

You know, looking for victims
who used her hair salon,

her grocery store,
her dry cleaners.

- You find anything?
- I found victims
at each place,

but none of their attackers
had similar signatures.

You think Harper
is the kind of woman

that would buy $500 worth
of hand-packed meats?

Not even if it was on sale.

Someone used her credit card.

Munch and Cassidy are bringing
the suspect over from the 27.

- This is Ron Johnson.
- Yeah, the meat lover.

Cassidy: Hey, Olivia.

You left this behind last night.

Oh right, great. Thanks so much.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
wait, wait, wait, wait.

I want to see you again.

Cassidy...

we went to Maloney's,
we got drunk.

And I wanted it to happen
as much as you did,

but that's all I
wanted to happen.

This is about what happened
in Harper's apartment?

No, it's not. My
doubting... not doubting,

but my questioning you,
and questioning Harper...

I mean, that was just a
job. That wasn't personal.

Hey, you know what?

Neither was last night.

- Where's the meathead?
- Interrogation.

500 pounds of meat.

You think he'd be a
little more creative.

Yeah, buy a DVD
player or something.

Or even lottery
tickets. Up his chances.

Can you imagine if that guy
won the lottery? You know, I can.

How long have you been
sleeping with Cassidy?

Uh, I'm not.

Your stomach just
dropped two floors, Olivia.

The unconscious
doesn't lie. I'm not lying.

Not much. Um-hmm.

Is it that obvious?

I'm your partner.
For better or worse.

Everybody knows too much about
everybody else in this office, anyway.

I broke a rule, Elliot...
A personal one,

and now he wants
to see me again.

Can you blame him?

I can't do it right now.
I didn't mean for this...

I mean, I guess you never do.

Sometimes you do.

Be nice to him...
Maybe even over-nice.

He'll be cold, but
he'll get over it.

It happens.

Really? Really.

Cragen's waiting for us.

Stabler: Rap sheet reads
like a how-to on robbery,

from "five-finger
discounts" to "B and E"s.

Which escalated to rape?

Boredom. Opportunity.

He fits the description
of Harper's attacker.

She's on her way down
here to make a positive ID.

Benson: What
time did you get up?

I don't know, 11:00?

What'd you do then?

I had a bowl of
cereal, took a shower,

and then kinda, you
know, walked around.

Stabler: Where'd you
"kinda walk around"?

- You know, around.
- What'd you do then?

- Hung out.
- Yeah, what did you do
last night?

Look, what's the big deal?

The "big deal" is that last night a
guy who looks an awful lot like you...

Benson: who also had
nothing better to do...

broke into a woman's
apartment and raped her.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, I did not rape anybody!

Stabler: You were
using her credit cards.

Look, I've done a lot of
things, but I've never done that.

Last night I was
in a holding cell.

- What for?
- I jumped a turnstile
getting on the "1-9."

- What time did you get out?
- I don't know, like, 1:00 a.m.

Stabler: Where'd you
get her credit cards?

I found a wallet
in a garbage can.

Corner of Moore Street. It
had been picked clean of cash.

I took that wallet, but
I never raped anyone.

His arraignment's not here.

What time did you
get that printout?

Around 5:30. Why?

Because they update
the records every day...

At 6:00 p.m. 6:00 p.m.

There it is.

Damn.

That's the best lead we had.

No DNA, no fingerprints,
that's the only lead we had.

Look, I've got paperwork
coming out my ears.

We're looking at
a dead case here.

Harper: Detective Benson?

Harper.

- Where is he?
- We don't have him.

- But you said...
- We were wrong.

I'm so sorry.

We changed the locks
on your apartment.

So he's still out there?

- You look nice.
- Oh, thanks.

- Going out?
- Yeah.

You know, six months ago you
didn't have time for a relationship.

Oh, come on, Bri, it's not you.

- Yeah, obviously.
- No, it's a personal policy.

You don't fall in love
with people you work with,

- no matter
how great the sex was.
- So now you're in love?

I don't know... If
I'm lucky, yeah.

- You'll be bored
out of your mind.
- I'll still have my job.

- Well, whoever you marry...
- If I get married.

You will. As long as you have this
job, your marriage will be an affair.

Cragen: Benson, can
I see you for a minute?

I really think you
want to hear this.

Detective Benson, this
is Detective Halligan.

- Robbery, the 31.
- How are you doing?

I want you to listen
to what he just told me.

Four days ago, a guy
breaks into an apartment,

and finds a woman alone. He's wearing
a mask, tells her that he has a gun.

He whacks her a couple of times
then pushes her onto the bed.

But he's real polite, saying
"Please," stuff like that.

Only, to his surprise, she has a
gun hidden between the mattresses.

She pulls the gun on
him, flips on the lights,

what was he using for a gun?

- A curling iron.
- She's holding a .22,

he's holding her curling iron.

It's Harper's guy. Maybe.

We had a similar case about
six months ago... a rape case.

Did she shoot him? She froze up.

Guy stumbles down the stairs.

Last she sees, he's
limping down the street.

That's when we picked
him up. Could she ID him?

We even had her close her eyes, had
the guy saying "Please," but nothing.

Where is he now? He's out.

Out? Yeah.

The guy didn't have a mask, didn't have
any gloves on him. Had a fantastic lawyer.

That's just it... This
West Village guy

has enough money that
he has a lawyer on retainer.

But why the "B and E"?

This is the same neighborhood
as Harper... Tribeca, same MO.

He came off the fire escape, used a curling
iron instead of a gun, he said, "Please."

Only this time he used a mask.

- He's getting better.
- And more violent.

But he didn't rape
this woman, Jane Tyler.

In my gut, I know it's him.

His address is
right in that file.

We're gonna have to get
an ID from Harper Anderson.

Look, before we bring him in,

I want to you to get a
statement from Jane Tyler.

Make sure that the MO matches
up as much as you think it does.

We don't have any
forensics on this guy.

Okay.

You know, this really
could wait till morning.

My guess is she's not sleeping.

And I'm sitting there holding
this gun on him, and I can't...

Even after everything
he did to me...

I can't pull the trigger.

That's okay.

He took off through
the front door.

That's when I
managed to call 911.

He took my father's watch.

It had his name on it... "Leo."

That isn't in your
police report.

I know.

They got here
and I couldn't talk.

Jane, what else isn't
in your police report?

Did he rape you?

Did he use a condom?

No, he...

Did he ejaculate
on your stomach?

Yes.

He made me take a shower.

I told the police
that I had just gotten

out of the shower
when I found him.

Why wasn't the rape
in your police report?

That, or the watch?

The police were
touching everything,

looking for fingerprints
and I wanted them gone.

It was so embarrassing.

He kept saying...

"Isn't this how you like it?"

when he was pushing inside me.

I bought that gun for
self-protection, and I didn't even...

Jane... you did the one thing

that you're supposed to do
when somebody threatens you.

Survive.

You sure this is
the right address?

This is the address
he gave police.

- Hello?
- Hi, we're looking
for Kenneth Cleary?

Kenneth!

I'm Kenneth. This is Detective
Benson, I'm Detective Stabler...

Elliot, her ring.

I'm just such a klutz.

I just stepped off the curb and my
ankle went right out from under me.

What were you doing on Leonard
Street at 2:45 in the morning?

- Clearing my head.
- Mm-hmm.

I've got a couple of accounts
that are weighing me down.

Leonard Street's what, 18
blocks from where you live?

They're big accounts.

You didn't try and clear your
head at Jane Tyler's apartment?

I'm sorry, who?
Beautiful woman...

blonde... six months ago
you did someone else?

Please.

What kind of cologne do you use?

Whatever my wife buys
me. I don't know the names.

Where did you
buy your wife's ring?

About that, I think I should
probably talk to my lawyer.

Don't worry about it. He's on his way
down here. So where did you get it?

I probably shouldn't say.

I bought it on the street. I
knew it was probably hot,

but I bought a Rolex from
that guy before, so I thought...

- What about your watch?
- Been in the family for years.

- May I see it, please?
- Sure.

Who's "Leo"?

That's my astrological sign.

Who's your jeweler?

TJ.

"TJ"?

He's a black guy. Sometimes he's on the
sidewalk between Canal and Mott Street.

Canal and Mott intersect. He
can't be between Canal and Mott.

Tell you what,
why don't you just

diagram it out for
us where "TJ" is?

- He smells expensive.
- "Ladies and gentleman
of the jury,

I ask you to smell
the defendant."

- Well, how many rapists
do you know smell expensive?
- Depends where they shop.

The watch, the ring... these
are trophies from the victims.

"Victim." See, we don't
have two victims here,

because only Harper
reported her rape,

and only Harper
reported anything stolen.

But Jane told me...

You know and I know that we
are not going to re-open her case.

There's no forensic
evidence and she can't ID him.

No jury will convict him.

All right, look...

Cleary's wife was wearing
Harper Anderson's ring.

Right now we might be able to get
him for possession of stolen property.

But without Harper's corroboration,
we don't even have him on that.

She'll ID her ring,
but more importantly,

she said that she can
ID Cleary as her rapist.

Well, you better get
her down here now,

'cause he has the right to a speedy
arraignment, which in New York,

thanks to a few very expensive
lawsuits, means 24 hours.

And that 24 hours
started at 9:00 a.m.

Where's Harper? She never
spent another night here.

When did you move
in? A few months back.

I knew I couldn't rent the
apartment to anyone else.

- You know where she went?
- No, she moved out so fast,

I still have her
security deposit.

She didn't leave a
forwarding address.

I tried to be understanding...

I did, really...

But it got to the point
where it couldn't work.

Why?

She stopped eating.

She lost her job because
she hardly ever slept.

At first, she could only
sleep during the day.

When she could
finally sleep at night,

every single light had to be
on, which meant I couldn't sleep.

My boss was totally
getting on my case.

It must've been
very hard for you.

She couldn't sit
through a movie.

She started working
out like a fiend...

dressing differently.

She always wore
her running shoes...

Even when she would
sleep... Even under the covers.

I guess she thought that if she had
them on that night, maybe she could've...

- Did she see a therapist?
- She never shed a tear.

We never had sex again.

A few months ago,
she broke up with me.

You know where she went?

New job, new place.

A whole new Harper.

Harper?

Harper, it's Detective Benson.

I don't care what you want.

Don't ever come here again.

Cleary's wife was no help.

She always remembers him
sleeping straight through the night.

Munch and Cassidy find out anything
about this "TJ" at Mott and Canal?

There's not one TJ, there
are five, and... funny thing...

They're all upstanding, tax-paying citizens
who deal exclusively in electronics.

- No jewelry?
- No.

And no knowledge
of our Kenneth Cleary.

What about a warrant?
We'll search his place,

maybe we'll come
up with other trophies.

But there are no other victims.

I'm sure that there are. We
just don't know about them.

Exactly. So, you don't
know what to look for,

so, I can't get you a warrant.

Isn't there some legal way

that we can compel
Harper Anderson to talk?

What about outstanding
parking tickets

- or moving violations?
- Cragen: Olivia...!

I'm not going to rape her
a second time, Detective.

That's not what I meant.

As it stands right now, we
have no forensics on either rape.

And as far as the
State is concerned,

Jane Tyler's rape
never even happened.

What Cleary does have
is Harper Anderson's ring.

But no priors, and a great
lawyer who will plead Cleary out

on his possession
of stolen property.

Six months ago,
Harper Anderson told me

that she could
"absolutely" ID her rapist.

Now, she won't even talk to us.

Then you'll have to use your own
powers of persuasion, Detective,

because I can't help you.

- Thanks, Abby.
- Sorry.

Thanks.

Stabler is digging up
anything he can on Cleary

while Munch treads
water with his lawyer,

but they haven't
given anything up.

Get his picture, put it into a
photo array, get it to Harper.

- Take Cassidy with you.
- Okay.

You know, it's almost midnight.

In a few hours,
we let Cleary go.

Aggressive accounting
doesn't mean illegal accounting,

although it does raise an
eyebrow every now and then.

"Aggressive accounting"?

Here, I'll show you what I mean.

Attorney: Kenneth.

You make what, probably a
good 50 a year, 80 with overtime?

You're a Cancer, not a Leo.

- All right, it's a nickname.
- For whom?

You don't have to answer that.

My grandfather.

Ah, no, his name is Percy.

Wouldn't you prefer "Leo" to
that? Now, no wedding ring means

you're either
single or divorced.

Let's say single. Let's say
you have disposable income.

I could take that money, with
the market like it is, get you 20%.

- 20%?
- You get to Tribeca a lot?

You don't have to answer that.

What questions can
your client answer?

Anything that's a
matter of public record.

I want to know what my
client's being charged with.

You don't have to answer that.

Harper, we need to talk to you.

We're perfectly happy
to stay here all night.

I almost prefer
homicides to rapes.

You don't have the
relentless pain of the victim.

It's awful. And it's not over.

Harper, you know I'm
just as stubborn as you are.

Fine.

We've picked up a
guy that raped a woman

almost exactly the same
way that you were raped.

Only this time, he
was wearing a mask.

The woman wasn't able to
make a positive identification.

All we need you to do is
take a look at this photo

to see if it's the same
man who raped you.

- I don't ever want
to see him again.
- Harper.

- What about that other
woman that he raped?
- I don't care.

You are the only eyewitness
that we have on this guy.

Other women, and
there are other women,

either haven't come forward,
or haven't been able to ID him.

Without you, we
don't have a case.

And what good is that
supposed to do me?

We could put him
away for starters.

Is that gonna change
anything for me?

Is that supposed to give
me some sort of closure?

Because I've already made
peace with what's happened to me.

I already did the
one-on-one therapy,

the yoga, I cut my
hair, I lit a candle

and guess what? I'm over it!

God, what a mess.
I don't know...

maybe he's not the guy
who did her, you know?

"Did" me?!

The guy who "did" me?!

- He raped me, you ass!
- Then why don't you do
something about it?

I did everything that I
was supposed to do.

And you are obviously not fine!

Who are you to tell
me that I am not fine?!

Because closure is a
myth. I've heard survivors...

That survivor stuff is crap!

I've heard them say, this is
something you never get over.

- I have!
- You think you're
back to normal?

Then tell me, when was the
last time you slept in your bed

without wearing running shoes?

The truth is, everybody
changes every day.

And some things are more
devastating than others,

but we never are the same.

There are two ways to
deal with these changes.

You either accept them, or
fight them like hell all the way.

Now please, come with
us back to the station.

Take a look at this guy. It's gonna
help you more than you know.

I don't want any more help.

Then come back with us for us.

I will be right there with you.

Okay.

Would you each say the
phrase, "Is this how you like it?"

Starting with number one.

Is this how you like it?

Is this how you like it?

Man #3: Is this how you like it?

Is this how you like it?

Man #5: Is this how you like it?

Are you sure?

He's not here.

Have a seat.

Harper, I have something...

that I want to show you.

I'm so happy he wasn't in there.

Where did you get that?

From a man you
couldn't identify.

He was in there?

I thought so.

I always thought
that I would recognize

the man who did this to me.

My mother died a
horrible, long death.

And I had always thought
because of that, you know...

that nothing else bad
could ever happen to me.