All language subtitles for Law & Order s17e20 Captive.eng

NARRATOR:
In the criminal justice system

the people are represented by two
separate yet equally important groups,

the police
who investigate crime

and the district attorneys
who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

Sixty-five dollars?

The meter's broken!

Yeah, you're only allowed
to park here for one hour.

That's ridiculous!

Tell it to my computer.
Have a good day, sir.

Hey, don't walk
away from me.

Get back here!

Hey!

Sir, it's a bus stop,
no standing.

(STARTING ENGINE)

Help! Help!

(ENGINE REVVING)
Sir.

Wait!

Not that I mind having a
couple of homicide cops

on the scene,
but what gives?

Just trying to beat
the odds, man.

Three out of four abducted kids get
murdered within the first three hours.

Officer Soto?
Yeah.

Detective Green.
Detective Cassady.

We need to go over
your statement.

You described the boy
as nine or ten,

brown hair,
some kind of injury?

Yeah, yeah, here.
Some kind of cut.

He was under
a dark-colored blanket.

Poor thing was scared
out of his mind.

And the driver was a
male, about 40, white?

With a baseball hat.
Anything else?

No, he wouldn't
really look my way.

There was some food from Astro
Burger on the back seat.

I saw that.

And the burgundy Honda,
you catch a plate?

Yeah, I wrote it down
as he pulled out of here.

E-Z-E-4. I didn't get
the last three numbers.

I'm sorry
I didn't do better, man.

I'm just supposed to write the tickets.
I kind of freaked out.

You did fine.
Thank you.

Fine would've been throwing
yourself in front of the car.

(sum-nus)

This is the tape from the drive-in window.
It runs from 12:00 to 5:00.

Okay, start around 3:00
and then work backwards.

There's like 97
buttons on this thing.

Can I see that?

VAN BUREN:
Find anything?

Hey. Still looking.

I put a FINEST message
out to all our commands

and the state police
haveissued an Amber Alert,

but there's still no Missing
Persons report to tie in to this.

There!
Play that forward.

White guy, baseball cap.

CASSADY: What's that
on the kid's shirt?

W-A?

W-A.

Warren.

Private school on 96th.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

What's this about?

It's really better if we
talk inside, Mrs. Fogarty.

Is your son, Kevin,
home from school?

No, I just got
in from work.

I was starting to wonder
why he wasn't here.

Is this your son?

Where'd you get that?
What's going on?

Have you heard
from Kevin?

No, I was trying to call
Josh on his cell phone,

and he wasn't
picking up.

Who's Josh?

A high school boy who
watches Kevin afierschooL

Where's my son?

We're pretty sure
he was in a car

on 31st and 10th
with a man.

Do you recognize him?

Oh!

Oh, my God! No!

Kevin.

We're doing everything we can
to find him, Mrs. Fogarty.

We'll need
a recent photo of Kevin.

I have one we took
last weekend.

And, uh, the boy, Josh,

we'll need
an address for him.

The Fogartys pay me
six bucks an hour

to watch Kevin
till they get home.

CASSADY: And you
were with him today?

Yeah.

But he's not here with you
and he's not at home.

I don't like
your tone, Detective.

Kevin's missing.

I don't know
anything about that.

I walked Kevin to his place
and I played video games

with him for awhile,
and then I came home.

This glitter on your face, it
looks like it's from eye shadow.

You weren't with Kevin
this afternoon.

You were making out
with somebody!

I met Kevin at his bus
like I usually do,

and then I got a text from
this girl that I know.

She said her mom wasn't gonna be
home for a couple of hours, so...

So you hooked up and left
Kevin on the street?

He was only three blocks
from his apartment!

Did you notice
anybody watching him

where the bus
let him off?

Somebody following
you in a car maybe?

Hmm. Last week
this guy tried talking

to one of the kids
when they got off the bus,

but after the kid screamed and
gave him the finger, the guy left.

ED: Do you remember anything
else about this guy?

He was old,
like my dad's age.

And he was standing
by his car.

A dark red car.

And I remember a decal
on its back window.

An eagle with a
football in its claws.

Flames coming
off its wings?

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

Maryland State
Blazing Eagles.

I dropped a lot of cash
on them a few years back.

DELGADO: You guys
locate the car?

There it is in the
driveway at 2767.

It's a burgundy Honda
registered to Charles Wright.

Mr. Wright got a sheet?

No, just a BA in sociology
from Maryland State.

We're gonna go
check out the car.

Okay.

Okay, guys.
Let's do this.

House looks quiet.

I see a Blazing Eagle decal
on the rear windshield.

Hmm.

There's a dark blue blanket
folded in the backseat.

The little window near the
door, the blinds just moved.

Let's go ring
the doorbell.

MAN: Get back,
I have a gun!

ED: Are you
Charles Wright?

Did you hear what I said?
Get away from the house!

Okay, man.
We're sorry.

We're leaving.

Jackpot.
Mmm-hmm.

Suspect's in the house.
Says he's got a gun.

CASSADY:
No sign of the boy.

Okay, we sit.

We've got a hostage team
on the way.

Let's hope there is a hostage
and Kevin's still alive.

We got a couple here saying
they're the boy's parents.

ED: Yeah, that's them.

Deal with them, please.

Is Kevin in there
with him?

We're not sure,
Mrs. Fogarty.

The news said
the guy had a gun.

That's just speculation.
Listen, we have a command post

that's set up in this
house down the street.

The best thing for you to
do is to go there and wait.

We'll have this officer... No!

We're staying
right here.

DELGADO: We got
movement at the door!

(GUNS COCKING)

Sir!

Sir, can I
talk to you?

MAN: Get back,
or I'll start shooting!

All right, all right,
all right, I hear you.

I hear you.

Listen, I just need to
know that the boy's okay.

Whoa, what boy?

His name's Kevin.

I just need... I just need
you to bring him to the door

so I can see
he's okay.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Look, if there's been
a mistake here,

this is the time to clear it up, Mr.
Wright.

Well, my brother-in-law
ain't here.

You're not
Charles Wright?

You know who I am, you're
the ones got the warrant.

VAN BUREN: What kind of warrant?

The burglary?
In Flatbush.

We're not here
on a burglary.

We're looking
for a child abductor.

Hey, I'm no
child abductor.

Sir, if there's some
warrant out for you,

we can clear that up.

Right now, you haven't
done anything wrong here.

So just put your gun
on the doorstep

and we'll
straighten this out.

I don't even
have a gun.

Go, go, go!

And I didn't
take no kid!

Look, after CSU
clears the house,

check it.

Cellar to attic.

Damn.

John Lee Foster, wanted for
burg one in Kings County.

We had him transported
to court in Brooklyn.

We wasted a half
a day out there.

That car was a hit, Lou. The
numbers were right on the plates.

Well, I guess the meter
maid got the numbers wrong.

How are the parents?
Not good.

TARU set up a nest kit in their
apartment, but nobody calls.

Almost 40 hours.
That's not good.

(PHONE RINGING)

Van Buren.

Yes. Okay.

They're on their way.

The 1110 in Queens

got a call from a crew
from the Parks Department.

Over there.

(EXCLAIMS)

It's him.

That's him.

The boy was
smothered to death

between 7:00 and 9:00
night before last.

While we were busy
collaring a burglar.

Smothered with what?

Well, I found blue synthetic
fibers in his mouth.

Maybe from a pillow
or a blanket.

What else was
done to him?

RODGERS: If you're asking
about sexual abuse,

I found no
evidence of that.

Bruising on his
arms and torso

was probably from being pinned
down when he was being smothered.

Other than that, he's
as perfect and innocent

as the day
he was born.

Hasthelab been through
the garbage bags?

All the trash was traced to
houses in the neighborhood.

All the houses
checked out.

The doer probably picked
up bags along the way,

just to pile on top
of the dead body.

The shopping cart was from
a local grocery store.

Local cart, local trash.

See if there are any sex
offenders living in the area.

Yeah, I drive an Audi.
That's it right there. Why?

And you r whereabouts two nights
ago between 7:00 and 9:00?

Is this about the kid they
found over at the parkway?

You think I had something
to do with that?

You are a registered
sex offender.

Okay, 15 years ago, when I
was a senior in high school.

I had sex with a girl
in the ninth grade.

Consensual sex.

But her parents caught us, and I
was prosecuted for statutory rape,

and now I'm considered a sex offender,
like I'm some kind of pervert.

And now you're
gonna tell us

where you were
two nights ago.

And Tuesday afternoon,
for that matter.

I was at work at my
office in the city.

I'm an accountant,
and it's almost April.

We're gonna verify
that with your employer.

Did you ever notice a
red Honda around here?

With an eagle decal?

Uh... Maryland plates,
right?

Yeah, I walk Nipper every day before work.
I've seen that guy.

He comes from that way
right around 8:15.

Can you imagine our guy
wheeling a shopping cart

through here
with a body in it?

Yeah, it's always
the quiet neighborhoods.

Hmm. Blue Velvet,
white picket fences

with a severed ear
on the lawn.

(CHUCKLING)
I love that movie.

Oh, burgundy Honda,
10 o'clock.

ED: Another
burgundy Honda.

What are the odds?

ED: There's residue
on the glass,

like something's
been scraped off.

A decal, for example.

F-Z-F-4-7-5-8.

Two out of seven
doesn't win the lotto.

Uh-uh, see how the bottom of the
plate is cleaner on the two "F's"?

Put tape there to make
them look like "E's."

E-Z-E-4.

Call in a 10-85
and check around back.

Manhattan homicide detective to
Central, requesting assistance.

No exits in the back.

There's a kid in there
playing video games.

"Roger Kraslow."

Hey.
Your parents home?

Uh, no, my dad's
at work.

Roger Kraslow, thafsyourdad?
Yeah.

When will he be back? Tonight.

Do you mind if we
come in for a minute?

I really have to go
to the bathroom.

Um, I don't know.

Please?

Okay, yeah. I guess.

It's just
down the hall.

Thank you very much.

TORY: Yeah.

It's a nice score, Tory. You're
whopping your dad's butt.

So where does he work?

Queens Plaza, he's the
manager at that copy place.

He knows about you
missing school today?

Yeah, he doesn't mind.
I was feeling sick.

GameBox Ill.

Tried to get my nephew
one of those for Christmas,

but they were sold out.

Yeah.

Uh...

Maybe you
should go now.

Why? ls there
something wrong?

Well, my dad just doesn't
like people in the house.

Why? Has he got
something to hide?

What?

Was there another boy
here a few days ago?

No.

Why do you keep
looking at your shoes?

I don't know.

ED: You sure
you're okay, Tory?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I don't think you are.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

What's going on, man?

(sum-nus)

Roger kidnapped me five years
ago, and I wanna go home.

ED: The kid's real name
is Tory Quinlan.

He was in Macy's when he
disappeared five years ago.

And he was in Queens
the whole time?

He says he was free
to come and go.

Even attends high
school in Flushing

under the name
Tory Kraslow.

When we first started
talking to him,

he was calling
Kraslow "Dad."

So why isn't this
Kraslow guy in custody?

Did you check out
where he works?

He hasn't been in
the last couple of days.

He's in the wind.

Looks like
Tory's parents.

Tory?

Tory, it's really you.

(GASPING)

(SOBBING)

It's good to have
you back home.

We never
gave up hope.

Oh!

And I thought
I'd seen it all.

Tory might know where Kraslow's hiding.
We need to talk to him.

Only the Lord knows what
this boy's been through, Ed.

If you press him
on the details

of the last five years, he
might shut down entirely.

Stick to where
we can find Kraslow.

If he's not at work, I don't
know where he's gonna be.

Does he have
any relatives?

His mother died.
She left him the house.

Did Roger ever take
you anywhere, Tory?

A friend's house?
Hotel?

Do we need to really put him
through this right now?

This won't take much longer, Mr.
Quinlan.

We mostly stayed home.

How about when Roger
got stressed out?

Was there a special
place he liked to go?

I don't know
what you mean.

I mean, a place where
boys might be playing.

A basketball court,
skateboard place?

Did Roger have a place like
that he always went to?

Well...

He said he liked to
watch the boats, but...

You know.

What is that, a sloop
or a schooner?

I can never tell
the difference.

Me neither. I just like
looking at the boats.

Really?

'Cause you were checking out
that basketball game over there.

No, lwasn't.

Any good
prospects, Roger?

Excuse me.

I'm taking you in, Roger, for kidnapping
and murdering that little boy!

No, I didn't
hurt anybody!

No, please,
I need to go home!

I need to make
dinner for Tory.

I need to get
home to my son!

We've got Kevin Fogarty's
blood in the defendant's car.

DNA and fiber matches on the throw
pillow used to suffocate him.

Two A-1 felonies
and a capital murder.

This guy Kraslow is a poster
boy for the death penalty.

You can only
dream, Arthur.

I want his cup
overflowing, Jack.

I want him charged
with everything.

Including the murders.

JACK: Tory Quinlan
alluded in a vague way

to Kraslow abusing him,

but we haven't
pushed for details yet.

Something you guys
gotta see.

So how does it feel to be
back home safe and sound?

I feel really
good about it.

Did you ever lose hope
that you'd be found?

TORY: Not really.

DOUG: We never stopped
looking for him, Callie.

I just wanted to thank
the police officers

who brought
our son home.

The last thing that boy needs is to be
trotted around like a circus freak.

Why don't you have a little
talk with the Quinlans?

Wherever we go with Tory, people
are just amazed at this miracle.

JACK: I'm not sure
it's the best thing

for your son to have
all this exposure.

Tory is getting
counseling, Mr. McCoy.

I'm glad to hear that.
How's he doing?

LISA: Really good.

He's not back in school yet, but
he's acting like a normal teenager.

He loves going to the studios
and doing the shows.

All these people
send these presents.

We're gonna sell most of this
stuff to pay for some bills.

Is Tory spending any time
with kids his own age?

He really doesn't
have any friends.

Except for the ones
at the school in Queens.

I'm sure it will be
a difficult adjustment.

He may have to testify
at Roger Kraslow's trial.

But you caught
the man red-handed.

I really don't want Tory to
have to go through atrial.

Come on, Lisa.

Tory's gotta tough it out. He's gotta
go to court and see this thing through.

Right, Mr. McCoy?

If we can spare him the
ordeal of a trial, we will.

In the meantime,

it'll be best to keep your
son out of the spotlight.

JACK: I'll be honest
with you, Ms. Kurland.

If the death penalty were available
to us, we'd be seeking it.

I won't make any deal
where your client

has the remotest chance
of getting parole.

Then what's in it
for him?

He avoids the public
humiliation of atrial.

And if he has any shred
of human decency,

he won't put
the victims' families

through more than what they've
been through already.

KURLAND: You have to
make it worth his while.

Twenty-five-to-life.

JACK: Not a chance.

Forty-to-life, and he
waives all right to appeal.

He'll have to allocute
to intentional murder.

And I want
a preview now,

so there are
no misunderstandings.

I told Kevin I was just going
to keep him for a few days.

And that if he didn't like it
with me, he could go home.

I let him stay
in Tory's bedroom

and play with
his old toys.

But...

But on the second night, I caught him
climbing out the bedroom window.

I got very angry?

and he started crying.

And that's when I threw
him down on the bed

and put one of the
pillows over his face

until he stopped.

A pillow from where,
Mr. Kraslow?

From the bed.

Describe it.

It's like...

Like what
you sleep on.

In a white pillow case.

(sum-nus)

The offer's
off the table.

Why?
What's going on?

We'll get back
to you, Ms. Kurland.

Wrong kind of pillow.

I even gave him a chance
to correct himself.

Maybe he thinks creating an
inconsistency about the murder weapon

will give him grounds
for an appeal later on.

Let's make sure
we've got this right.

Go back to the crime scene
with the detectives

and nail it down.

We got the right pillow.

Kraslow'sjust
messing with you.

You found his prints
on the shopping cart?

That doesn't
mean anything.

The next door neighbor
said Kraslow kept that cart

in the back
to use for gardening.

And what about
on the garbage bags?

Kraslow's prints were only on
the bag the boy was found in.

It came from a box we found
under the kitchen sink.

He could've been using
gloves when he was picking

those other bags
up along the way.

I don't see the problem here,
since he's copping to it.

Regardless of what he says, we have to
establish his presence in the house

between 7:00 and 9:00 on
the night of the murder.

There may be
one way to do it.

He liked to play
video games with Tory.

This keeps a record
of the players

and the score along with the
date and the times of each game.

Maybe he was playing
the night he killed Kevin.

First game here.
1:17 a.m.

Night of the murder.

Maybe that was just the
first game that was saved.

This box looks
brand new to me.

The GameBox was purchased the
night Kevin Fogarty was killed.

8:03 p.m. at the Toy Barn
in the Syosset Mall.

Smack in the middle of our
time of death window.

Who bought it?

Roger Kraslow.

I saw the store
video myself.

He was in Toy Barn at the time
Kevin Fogarty was killed.

There's no wiggle room
in these numbers?

The mall is an hour from his
house in light traffic.

So Kraslow wasn't even home
at the time of the murder.

Pedophiles often share their
victims with other pedophiles.

Maybe he has
an accomplice.

If anybody knows about
that, it'd be Tory.

Let's talk to him.
Without his parents.

No, I never met any
of Roger's friends.

I don't... I don't
think he has any.

How about someone
he invited over

to spend
time with you?

To molest you?

No.

JACK: We know
this is hard for you, Tory,

but we need the truth.

Did Roger let
anyone else abuse you

or abuse Kevin?

No.

But, um...

JACK: But what?

Well, the first night
my dad, uh...

I mean...
I mean Roger.

It's okay, Tory.

Well, the first night
he brought the kid home,

I was in the park
shooting baskets,

so I don't know
who was there.

I didn't get
back till late.

Kevin was already upstairs?

Roger told us he had
given him your room.

Yeah, he told me
to sleep on the couch.

It sounds like
you didn't mind.

Yeah. I mean,
I slept there a lot.

You know, watching TV.

What about
the second night?

The second night, I was in
my room doing my homework.

And Roger was
in his room.

Where was Kevin?

Kevin... Kevin ran away.

He ran away
after dinner.

You know, Roger
was kind of bummed out,

and so he just stayed
in his room all night.

Hmm.

Is...

ls Roger gonna go to
jail for a long time?

Yes, probably for the
rest of his life.

The fact that Roger's going
to jail make you feel bad?

He's... He's a criminal.

He should be in jail.

Then why are you upset?

I don't know.

I guess 'cause of
what he did to me.

Am I done?

JACK: Almost.

Tory, the night Kevin died,

you absolutely sure everything
happened the way you describe?

Yes.
Can I go now?

I wanna go home
with my family.

That's fine.

He said Kraslow
was home all night,

which we know is a lie.

He told us Kevin
had escaped.

Which could be true.

Then how did he end up
dead in the shopping cart

that Kraslow kept
in his backyard?

Hold on, Tory.

Officers, arrest
this young man.

Arrest him?
For what?

The murder
of Kevin Fogarty.

But it was that man
who killed him!

Tory! You can't take him
away from us again!

You can't do this!
You're not taking him!

Step back, Mr. Quinlan.

Just get out
of the way, Dad.

(sum-nus)

KURLAND: If you're not
charging murder,

we need to revisit
the plea offer.

First, I wanna know why he never
told anybody he had an alibi.

What difference
does it make?

You were sending me to jail for
the rest of my life anyway.

I always appreciate
a freebie, Mr. Kraslow,

but I think
there's more to it.

I know you think
I'm a monster.

But I loved Tory
like a son.

Like a son
you sexually abused.

At first, yes.

I'm not in any mood
for a sob story!

You're a predator,
Mr. Kraslow!

But I'm still human.

As hard as that is
for you to accept.

And after
everything I did,

it just wasn't right to let Tory go
to jail if I could do it for him.

Enough of your
treacly mea culpas.

KURLAND: All right,
let's talk numbers.

Fifteen-to-life for two
counts of kidnapping.

I was taking his plea
to spare Tory Quinlan.

That's something I'm not that
concerned about anymore.

What makes you think
Tory wants a deal?

Your client has been
through far too much.

I don't think 25-to-life
is his best option right now.

So dismiss.

We'll agree to intensive
psychiatric counseling.

Murder two,
ten-to-life,

get counseling
from the state.

I don't think you fully grasp
the situation, Mr. McCoy.

This boy was held in
captivity for five years.

He was Roger Kraslow's
sexual plaything.

I've got the most
sympathetic defendant

in the annals
of criminal justice.

Facts win trials,
Mr. Young.

Which is why
I'll change Tory's plea

from not guilty
to not responsible

by reason of mental disease.

On what basis?

He killed because his free will
was overborne by his captor.

He was suffering
from Stockholm Syndrome.

TORY: When Roger
first kidnapped me,

he kept me
locked in a room,

and he would come in
and do things to me.

DR. OLIVET:
Sexual things?

I don't wanna
talk about that.

Okay, I understand.

Did you ever
try to run away?

Or ask somebody
at school for help?

Well,

I was... I was scared to.

But I prayed, you know,
that my family would find me.

Even these
last few years?

Well, eventually
I lost hope,

but by then, Roger had
started being nice to me.

You know, taking me out and
buying me clothes I wanted

and CDs and videos.

Why do you think he came
home with another boy?

Well, I don't know.

I mean, lwasn't
around much this year.

You know, I got
on JV track.

DR. OLIVET: Roger was
okay with that?

We had a big
fight about it.

He didn't want me to.

So you won
that argument.

When Roger
brought Kevin home,

did that affect you
in any way?

Like how?

He let Kevin
use your room.

Play with your things.

Didn't he buy Kevin
an expensive video game?

It wasn't like that.

Was that a video game that
you wanted for yourself?

No. Roger didn't
care about Kevin.

Kevin was taken from his
family just like you were.

Did you ever think
of trying to help him?

Why should I?

I mean, he was... He was
trying to run away.

Is that why
you killed him?

I tried to get him to stop,
but he wouldn't.

He wouldn't
listen to me.

So that made you angry?

Well, yeah,
because if he ran away,

then Roger would
get in trouble.

Which would mean you would have
to go back to your parents.

(WRITING)

I have no doubt
that the boy

was traumatized
and damaged.

To the extent that
he couldn't escape?

Well, escape
is the wrong word.

They'd settled
into a dynamic

that resembled a family.

A symbiotic father-son
type relationship.

What about his relationship
with Kevin Fogarty?

I'd have to say
that Tory demonstrated

a striking lack of empathy
to Kevin's situation.

JACK: Because his moral
sense had been eroded?

I think he viewed
Kevin as a rival

for Kraslow's affections,
as twisted as that was.

Tory was essentially
being replaced

with a younger
version of himself.

Are you saying
he killed Kevin

because he was
jealous of him?

Partially.

I think he was also
lashing out at Kraslow

for replacing him.

Tory's not an automaton
who was programmed

to do Roger
Kraslow's bidding.

He had free will,

and he certainly
knew right from wrong.

I told Kevin
that if he was good,

I would buy him
something special.

I went to the store to buy
him one of those GameBoxes.

And Tory was
supposed to watch him.

And when you got home...

Tory said that Kevin got away
while he was in the bathroom.

And I thought
it was true

until I saw it
on the news.

When was the last time
you molested Tory?

The last time

was two years ago.

JACK: The last time you
threatened him or hit him?

I never hit him.

And I didn't have
to threaten him.

I just grounded him if he
didn't do his homework

or his chores,
that's all.

YOUNG: So you stopped
molesting my client

after three years
of captivity.

Why?

Because he stopped
being a little boy?

I didn't wanna
do it anymore.

Oh.

You didn't want to.

In those first three years,

how often did
you molest Tory?

Once a day?

I'm not sure.

Twice a day?

Three times?

I... I don't know.

You lost count.

Tell us.

Did Tory every cry

when you molested him?

Sometimes, but, uh...

He was afraid,
wasn't he?

Afraid of getting hurt.

Well, at first, but...

Afraid of getting you angry.

Of doing the slightest thing
that would provoke you

to hurt him even more.

I don't know
about that.

Even of running away.

No.

No.

We...

We were a family.

A family?

Maybe in your
deviant mind.

Withdrawn.

Nothing further
for this witness.

MINDY: Tory exhibits a classic
case of capture bonding,

better known
as Stockholm Syndrome.

Bonding with
his captor as a son

was Tory's best
hope for survival.

Tory was free
to attend school,

spend time with friends.
How is that captivity?

Tory may have been
free to come and go,

but he was bound
by invisible chains.

But these invisible
chains only explain

why Tory failed to escape.

How do they explain
an unsolicited act

of homicidal rage?

MINDY: Consider what the boy's
been through, Mr. McCoy.

From Tory's point of
view, this was survival.

No.

It was murder.

Of a defenseless
little boy.

Withdrawn.

CONNIE: We're getting
our asses kicked.

Thanks for sugarcoating it.
Any suggestions?

Call Young.
Offer man two.

Because we're losing or because
you feel sorry for Tory Quinlan?

Even if you don't buy the defense,
Jack, it mitigates what he did.

Which can be addressed
when he's sentenced,

after he's convicted.

CONNIE: Tory keeps brushing
something from his jacket.

And earlier
in the courtroom,

I could've sworn
he was wearing makeup.

The kind my sister used
to wear after a bad night

with her abusive boyfriend.

How thoroughly did we
check out the Quinlans?

Well, there wasn't
much to check out.

They moved to New York
18 months

before Tory
was abducted.

Find out where
he used to live

and pull everything
you can find.

And we may need Lisa Quinlan
as a rebuttal witness.

Doug and I moved here from
Ohio when Tory was ten.

Doug thought he could catch on
with the construction company.

But you've been on and
off public assistance?

That's right.

Doug isn't Tory's
biological father, is he?

No, he isn't.

Back in Ohio,
when Tory was nine,

the school called
social services

when he showed up in class with
a broken jaw, isn't that right?

I have the records
right here, Mrs. Quinlan.

That was nothing.

Tory fell off his bike.

That's what your husband told
the authorities backthen.

They had their doubts.

What about today,
Mrs. Quinlan?

Why does Tory
have a black eye?

He doesn't have
a black eye.

Your Honor, I'd ask
that a court officer

use this handkerchief
to wipe the area

below the defendant's
left eye.

Objection. No one's
touching my client.

JUDGE: Sustained.

What's going
on, Mr. McCoy?

Mrs. Quinlan,
as we sit here today,

isn't it true that your
son has a black eye

under some makeup?

Because he wasn't
used to being home.

He walked
into a door.

JACK: A door?

A bicycle?

Is it possible, Mrs. Quinlan,
that one of the reasons

your son didn't return home
for five years

is that he was afraid
of your husband?

No!

That's a lie.

He was kidnapped!

It screwed up his head!

JACK: Or maybe he found
more love and acceptance

with a stranger
than with his stepfather.

YOUNG: Objection!
JUDGE: Sustained.

Nothing further.

Your grandstanding's
gonna backfire.

If anything, you've made
him more sympathetic.

I can see the argument for
extreme emotional disturbance.

I'll take a plea
of man one.

I suggest you
seriously consider it.

It's considered.
And rejected.

I can't imagine what
you've been through, Tory.

But if you snapped or made
an error of judgment,

you can do your time
and put this behind you.

TORY: No.

Roger brainwashed me.

He made me do it.

Roger was 40 miles away.

You knew exactly
what you were doing.

I don't even believe that Kevin
was trying to escape that night.

I think you just wanted
to make him go away.

You don't know
what it was like!

You don't know.

Blame the victim.

That's the People's case.

And you should
be outraged.

Rather than accept
the fact

that Tory Quinlan
was manipulated

and brainwashed

by a sexual predator,

they want you
to blame his family.

And now Tory
needs your help.

Because instead
of psychiatric care,

the prosecution
wants to send him

to jail.

He's already been in jail,
ladies and gentlemen.

Roger Kraslow's
house of horrors.

We've entered a world here that's
truly outside our experience.

Can we ever really
explain why Tory

didn't walk away?

Didn't seek the help
of his teachers

or the police
outside his school?

Something compelled
him to return

each day to that house,
to that man.

But think about
the brutality

it requires
to suffocate a boy

with a pillow.

Can Stockholm Syndrome,
even if it exists,

explain that?

Can it explain

concealing the victim
in a garbage bag,

carting his body
through the neighborhood,

and dumping it
in the woods?

These acts were driven

by the history of
violence in Tory's family

and by some of the oldest
motives in the book.

Jealousy.

And betrayal.

So he resorted
to the last refuge

of the desperate.

He put a pillow
over his rival's face

and held it there

until Kevin Fogarty
was dead.

JUDGE: Has the jury
reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

JUDGE: On the charge of murder in
the second degree, how do you find?

We find Tory Quinlan
guilty.

Oh!

(INAUDIBLE)

WOMAN: Excuse me.

Until we dug up the dirt
on the Quinlans,

I would've bet on
a not responsible verdict.

It was a good
catch, Connie.

(sum-nus)

And what if Tory was a well-adjusted
kid from a good family?

Not our facts.

I hope we never
have to try that case.

I take it you'll be
recommending the minimum?

It was a good win, Jack.

Nobody won.

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