All language subtitles for Law and order S20E06 - Human Flesh Search Engine

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.

A little bit more.

Come on, Allie, come on.
You can do better than that.

Let yourself go. Nice.

Oh, my God.
Give me a pout, come on.

Feel the clothes
against your skin, baby.

There you go. That's it.
Think nasty thoughts.
I love it. Beautiful.

Hey, hey!

We're trying to sell
clothes here, man.
These are for billboards.

You got to think big.

I got it, Sid. I got it.

Who are they?

If I'm not paying
you to be here,
get the hell out!

Am I paying you?

I'm the DJ. I spin records
at one of your stores.

Oh, so you put
this song on?

You're fired.

You know what?
In fact, everybody get out!

Everybody! Let's go!
Come on! Out! Okay?

Not you, baby, everybody else.

I'll finish the shoot myself.
Thank you. Out!

Come on, baby.
That's it. Okay.

Oh, my God. I love it!

Oh yeah, that's it.

DOA's name is Sid Maxwell.

Neighbor came home
at 3:00 am and saw
the door propped open.

Almost had a heart attack
when he saw the body.

What do we got,
a sex mishap?

If it was erotic asphyxia,
he miscalculated.

No fluids. He lost
consciousness too soon.

The guy could've
saved himself
just by standing up.

Pushing the limits
is part of the thrill,

but if you take it
a little too far...

No happy ending.

These look like tights.

Double-knotted.
He was supposed to have
done this himself?

He could've tied his hands
in front, then stepped
over them, like this.

I'm just speculating.
It's not from experience.

Good.

There was
a photo shoot
going on?

Tripod, no camera.

Here's the
photographer's name.

Yeah, looks like
he missed the best shot.

I've got to get going.
We just caught a fresh one.

I'll alert the criminals
you're on your way.

May be no
criminals involved,

just solo sex gone
horribly wrong.

Solo sex?
That has to be wrong.

Well, here we go.
First day of the new me.

What do you think?

I always had a thing
for Grace Jones.

You're beautiful.

Sid seemed
fine yesterday.

Manic, total prick,
like always.

You can be that way
if you're rich, I guess.

How did he get rich?

By starting
Skintight Apparel.

He was the sexy
underwear king of
the Lower East Side.

He threw everybody out
around 6:00, including me.

He threw the photographer
out of a photo shoot?

Sid liked to do
things himself.

Yeah, so we gather.

The girl stayed
behind, though.

The model?

Model, hooker, girlfriend,
employee of the month...

It was kind of
a fluid position.

Mmm-hmm.

Sid and I met when I was
working three jobs and sharing
a loft with six roommates.

He hired me on the spot.

Hired you to do what,
exactly? Hold up.

Anything Sid wanted.
Working in the store,
modeling...

Spotting for him
during S and M sessions?

Sid said he wanted
to try something new.

I didn't want to
seem like a prude.

He just wanted
me to watch.

So did you?

I told him I had to
go get cigarettes
at the store.

I was weirded out.
I just went home.

So you just left him
hanging there with his hands
tied behind his back?

No, his hands were
not tied when I left.

Did any of his staff
have complaints?

Yeah, there was this one girl.
She got pretty freaked out.

I think she sued him.

That son of a bitch.

He pulled my top off
at a photo shoot

at the Saint Patrick's Day
parade.

No warning, just,
"Oops, you're naked."

And that was more than
what you bargained for.

My job description
didn't say "get raped
by leprechauns."

Sid's lawyers said
I should have understood

I was working
in a highly sexualized
environment.

That sounds like
you had a good case.

We'll never know.
Sid's lawyers buried my guy
in so many motions

I couldn't afford
to keep going.

I lost. Sid won.

When was the last time
you saw Mr. Maxwell?

I don't know.
Six months.

No contact after that?

I told myself the one good
thing was I'd never have to
hear his voice again.

And I didn't.

And now I never will.

Hmm. This guy had
a way with the women.

All sex all the time.

His company sells
five-dollar T-shirts
for 40 dollars.

Sex is part of the brand.

And his
model/girlfriend/whatever
was fine with that?

According to her.

The building surveillance
camera shows her leaving
Maxwell's place at 10:00.

Then it stopped working.

Well, that's
a coincidence.

She left the apartment door
ajar so she could get back in.

The building door
had a keypad lock.

Maxwell gave her the
number, but she took off
for Brooklyn instead.

Where an ATM saw her
withdrawing cash at 10:30,

time of death was
after midnight.

Sag paneer, Lieu?

Oh, no thanks.
Me and food aren't
getting along that great.

"You are a hideous pig."

"I heard your lawyer quit.
Now how are you going to pay
for the boob job you need?"

It's a text message between
Sid Maxwell and Bonnie Allman,

the girl who sued him.

She said she hadn't heard
from him in six months.

She said she hadn't
heard his voice.

Maxwell sent this
to her last Monday.

Yeah.

Tuesday, Maxwell
filed a complaint.
His car was vandalized.

Bonnie Allman
strikes back?

"Text this, scumbag!"

Yeah,
"Love, Bonnie."

She saved the 10 cents
it would cost her
to reply by text,

and this was
so much more satisfying.

The car doesn't look
like it's been driven
since the incident.

The driver's window is
smashed, with shards of glass
embedded in the seat.

Whoever did this
used some force.

Yeah, somebody cared.

I've got some prints
where the basher may
have leaned in

to slash
the upholstery.

I'll get them
over to Latents.

Great.

No match.

The prints on the
car don't belong
to Bonnie Allman.

Do they match
anyone we know?

We got a dozen
hits for a guy
named Todd Bissell.

He's a perp that was
arrested for public
lewdness 12 years ago.

B-I, two "S's"?
Yeah.

All right.

Mr. Bissell.

Am I nuts,
or is that Sid Maxwell
with a mustache?

Twelve years ago,
lean and hungry.

He must have changed
his name when he became
the underwear king.

Okay, let's see
what else he was up
to as Todd Bissell.

What's that?

FlashPosse.net.

A site dedicated
to righting social wrongs.

Is he typing on that
with both hands?

Yes. And
FlashPosse is mad.

"This idiot veered
into my lane
on the FDR today.

"He was texting
while driving. I could
have been killed."

Look at this one
from Freddy-Six
in Long Island.

"Somebody needs to
kill him before he
does kill someone."

How did they
know who it was?

Hmm. "I identified
the car and model
from its dashboard

"and then hacked
into DMV records

"for every '79 Mercedes
that color in New York,
New Jersey and Connecticut.

"I found one that is
registered to someone
named Todd Bissell."

Mmm-hmm.

They posted his address.

"326 Bowery,
Apartment 11A

"in case anybody wants
to drop by and teach
this jerk some manners."

Somebody did.

It's not a blog.
It's a forum for
corrective social action.

Yeah, well, it struck
me like a well-chummed
shark tank.

Look, if somebody
lets their dog crap
on the sidewalk,

that's an offense to everybody
that walks by, right?

This is just a way
of striking back.

So you take
a picture of the owner,
find out who they are,

post their address
and phone number.

So people can tell them
what they think.

If they shove
dog crap in our faces,
they can take a phone call.

Hmm.

How do you get
this information?

FlashPosse.net has
thousands of visitors.

Between us, we have
a lot of expertise,
a lot of connections.

In China they call it
a human flesh search engine.

Yeah. There was
a woman there,

she posted a video
of herself stepping
on a kitten and killing it.

Just her shoe
and the kitten.

People blew up
the video,

they found out
where the shoe came from,

they identified a building
in the background...

They found out who it was.

She lost her job,
she had to go into hiding.

You feel bad for her?
I don't.

We're here about a man
named Todd Bissell,
and as far as I know,

he didn't massacre
any cats.

Bissell's just as bad.

Do you know how dangerous
texting while driving is?

Yeah. "Somebody
should kill this guy."
From your website.

I didn't realize
it deserved
the death penalty.

You never heard
of hyperbole, Detective?

It wasn't hyperbole.
Todd Bissell was murdered.

Under his other
name, Sid Maxwell.

And you think we had
something to do with that?

We'd like the names
of your members who posted
threats against Mr. Bissell.

No.

Hmm.

We are the police,
Mr. Leary.

And it's our job to take
"corrective social action."

No.

All right, all right.

So, you think this guy was
killed because he was seen
texting while driving?

Well, the comments
on the website are
pretty intense.

The comments on that website
are probably free speech.

It's not going to be easy
to uphold a subpoena.

Is this free speech?

It's from the site.
This is Maxwell's
vandalized car.

You think the guy
who vandalized the car
took the picture?

We can't prove it.

Neither can I.

Listen, if you can show
that FlashPosse's hot air
has real-world consequences,

I might be able
to convince a judge
to give us those names.

Yeah, well, that site
goes after a lot of people.

Find me a good one.
All right.

I thought the worst thing
that could happen was when
my husband committed suicide.

Then a month later
the phone calls started.

People I didn't know.

They called me a whore.
They said it was my fault.

The website posted excerpts
from my husband's diary
that it got from his parents.

They said I had an affair
and that's why
Donald killed himself.

I asked the website
to take them down.

They said they were
providing a public service,

letting the public
decide what was right
and what was wrong.

It's my understanding
that Mr. Leary
offered Ms. Davies

the chance to tell
her side of the story.

I'm supposed to go
on a public website

and tell the world
I had an affair,

but my husband
had 20, and he was
clinically depressed?

Isn't that private?
Shouldn't that be private?

Who made you God?

Why don't you
leave people alone?

Okay, okay.
Thank you, ma'am.

Okay, now what does
that have to do
with this subpoena?

It demonstrates
that threats made

on Mr. Leary's website
have consequences.

Ms. Rubirosa is talking
about constitutionally
protected opinions.

The subpoena
should be quashed.

No, I am talking about
specific threats made
to kill a man

who soon after was killed.

That's venting. It's hot air.
"I could kill that guy
who stole my parking place."

It's a figure of speech.

Not to Rebecca Davies,
it's not, as we just heard.

Look, if anyone harassed
that woman, arrest them.
They committed a crime.

But people who
expressed opinions
on a website did not.

I feel sorry for the lady,
Ms. Rubirosa. I really do.

But I honestly don't see
what she has to do
with Mr. Maxwell.

Rubirosa just called.
No subpoena for the names.

Bernard.

So we find another way.

Who is this?

Hey, screw you.

I'm guessing that
wasn't your mother.

Somebody calling me a Nazi.

You know, an hour ago
somebody called telling me
that I needed to go on a diet.

Maybe that was
your mother.

No.

Oh, boy.

FlashPosse.net.

"Detective
Kevin Bernard. Call and
tell him what you think."

Oh, they even posted
your cell phone number.
Thoughtful.

My unlisted number.
Somebody hacked it.

"Corrective social action."

New post coming in...

"This cop
bully should be
ashamed of himself."

You know,
if we were set up right,

we could trace
these messages
as they're posted.

That's when
the links are open.

So we wouldn't
need a subpoena.

Just a big juicy target
to get the ranters ranting.

What about Lupo?
He's juicy.

Thank you,
but four years in Intel,

we don't want anyone
digging through that.

Plus, you seem to be
the one they like, Detective.

These guys are good.

They've got your
credit record up now,
and police reports.

Were you arrested
for speeding
in California in 1996?

Look, I got a ticket.
I paid the fine.

Okay. And...

Here is BillyBoy14.

"This cop is an outrage.

"A policeman's first duty is
to protect our liberties."

And here is our trace
on BillyBoy.

Where is he?

He's in Astoria.

All right, write him back.

Okay... What's my screen name?

"Detective Bernard."
We want them to know it's you.

All right.

"My first duty

"is to arrest criminals

"who hide behind
bogus free speech."

Mmm. Nice.

All right, looking good.
You know how to piss them off.

My special talent.

Any of those screen names
match people who threatened
Sid Maxwell?

Yeah, one or two.
Hit them again.

"You're cowards

"and you're stupid."

Okay, okay. We are matching,
matching, tracing, tracing...

They hate you, B.
They really hate you.

I see.

Wow.

I was just
blowing off steam.

That's not
against the law.

Hey. "If he can't keep
his hands on the wheel
and eyes on the road,

"maybe he ought to lose them.
Taliban justice."

It was a joke.

"This guy should be tied
in the middle of FDR Drive

"while texting drivers
try to dodge him,"
says Sly-Avenger.

That's you, right?

Well, that's not
what happened to him,
though,

is it?

I am so embarrassed.

Some of the things
I wrote about that man,

my language
was inappropriate.

Frankly, Ms. Sands,
you don't seem like the type.

I know. It's just...

Three years ago, my daughter
was killed by a taxi driver
who was texting.

I'm so sorry.

They never caught him.

When I saw the photo
of that man texting,

not even looking
at the road...

Some other child
could have been hurt.

Maybe I can look
into what happened
to your daughter.

That would be...

Thank you.

Somebody hacked into
the security system

at Sid Maxwell's building
the night he was killed.

You worked as
a security systems engineer.

So?

This is a photo
of Maxwell's vandalized car
uploaded from your IP address.

If your prints are found
in his apartment,
you're screwed.

I'm screwed?

A, I didn't kill anybody.

B, it's not my Social Security
number that got posted
online this morning.

So, I should be going.
Is there anything else?

No. We have your name
and your address.

Thank you for your concern.

Lieutenant,
that information
you requested.

Thanks.

Ms. Sands,

if you don't mind,
could you come back
and sit for a minute?

We checked accident reports
from three years ago,

and there was no report
involving a taxi and a child.

I saw it happen.

And you do have a daughter,
but she didn't die.

Social Services
took her away from you

because you offered her
to a Catholic church

as a human sacrifice.

I don't believe
in human sacrifices.

Ms. Sands, were you
at Mr. Maxwell's apartment
Friday night?

He was getting messages
from the Devil.

Who was? Mr. Maxwell?

Not just him.

He tells them whom to kill.

Who tells who whom to kill?

Mr. Maxwell? The Devil?

May I please see
a lawyer now?

Ms. Sands has informed me
that she has nothing else
to say at this time.

Except that people who get
texts while they drive are
servants of the Devil.

Except that.

She already mentioned
that Sid Maxwell was
one of those servants.

So you say.
I wasn't here.

Do you want to add
anything else, Ms. Sands?

That man was evil.

If you don't know that,
you shouldn't be a policeman.

Crazy enough for you?

Oh yeah. Do you have
any evidence against her
for the murder?

So far, just her rants
against Maxwell
on the website.

Well, that and this,
it's enough
for a search warrant.

Wow.

Texting while driving,
texting while driving,

Todd Bissell,
Todd Bissell...

This must be
Kerry Sands' daughter,

the one who isn't
actually dead.

Oh, yeah. The state
takes her daughter away
and she can't deal with it,

and she comes up with this?

I don't see
the connection.

Hey, check it out.

That's the girl
from the photo session

the night Bissell
aka Maxwell was killed.

Looks like
Ms. Sands took a souvenir.

That would put her
on the scene, but how did
she get in the building?

"8426."
That's the entry code,

right next to a picture
of the keypad.

And that's Maxwell's
apartment door,
propped open.

This looks like
a security camera still.

The camera that
mysteriously went dark.

She was the one
who hacked into
the security system?

No. The header says
FlashPosse.net,

her friendly neighborhood
social justice website.

Well, there's no time
or date on this.

If she got this stuff
the night of the murder,
that would nail things down.

The FlashPosse computer
would show us when
they were posted.

Can we go find out,
with a warrant? Please?

I'm calling my lawyer.

Yeah, when you do,
tell him the cop bully
is here

with a search warrant
this time.

Hey, you can't
take that!

You'll get it back.

There's more gear
back here.

Anything else
you want me to take?

Let me check.

This is harassment.

No. Calling my cell phone
and telling me I'm a Nazi,
that's harassment.

Is that what this is about?
You can't stand a little heat?

Look, I'm doing my job.

This is about a murder
and a woman named Kerry Sands.
Do you know her?

The woman whose kid
wasn't killed by a taxi?

Yeah. We're open
to the public.
We take all comers.

That's it.
You ready to go?

Yeah.

Oh...

Bye.

Here's the full dump
of material

from the Sid Maxwell section
of FlashPosse.net.

Yeah, the good stuff was
in a password-protected area

for people who had
a special interest
in Mr. Maxwell.

The code to his
building's front door?

Right, just in case
somebody wanted to drop by.

Ms. Sands accessed
this photo just
after midnight.

A few minutes later,
she takes a car service
to Maxwell's apartment.

Do you have the driver?

Mmm-hmm. He remembers
her pretty well.

She told him she doesn't
take taxis because
of their link to the Devil.

Hmm. Arrest her for murder
and I will apply with
the court for a 730 exam.

I found the police report
you filed about the taxi
striking your daughter.

The police didn't do anything.
They wouldn't do anything.

The report says
they investigated.

The taxi hit
a garbage can.

Nobody was injured.

Why would it say that?

Do I have to explain
everything to you?

Do you mind?

I don't know.

Will you help me?

Help you do what?

Stop the killing.

Stop the evil.

Like Sid Maxwell?
Was he evil?

He got a message
when he was driving.

That's when they send
the messages.

They think no one can see.

What do the messages say?

Whom to kill.

So Sid Maxwell was
going to kill someone?

Isn't that why we're here?

And you were supposed to do
something about that?

There was no point
calling the police.
That report proves that.

I had to take care
of that man myself.

So I did.

She's a pretty
well-managed schizophrenic.

It's not immediately obvious.

Unless you start talking
about texting while driving.

Or about the Devil.

He sends messages
to his servants while
they're in their cars,

telling them which
pure-hearted people to kill.

But she tried to have
her own daughter killed

by human sacrifice.

For purification.
Her delusion was
a little different then.

When the state took
her daughter away,
it rattled her reality.

That same day, she saw
a taxi driver plow
into a garbage can.

The garbage can
became her daughter.

The taxi driver
became evil.

Suddenly everything
made sense.

Perfectly.

Is Ms. Sands competent
to stand trial?

No. And if she ever is,

the verdict will be
"not guilty by reason
of mental disease or defect."

She needs to be locked up,
for everybody's good.

Call Judge Hiram
and the woman's attorney.

Work out a plan
for institutionalization.

Thank you, Doctor.

I'll book some time
in the grand jury.

What for?
The woman's insane.

Not for her.

Did you see the file
on FlashPosse.net?

That place
on the World Wide Web?

Actually, they don't
call it that anymore.

Excuse me, should I have said
"wireless telegraph"?

FlashPosse whipped up
a frenzy against Sid Maxwell.
It was a virtual lynch mob.

A lynch mob sitting
at computers typing things?

Yeah, things like
"this guy ought
to be killed"

and "here's how to
get into his apartment."

All delivered
into the hands
of a crazy woman.

"A person is guilty
of murder when they
recklessly engage

"in conduct which creates
a grave risk of death
to another person,

"and thereby
causes the death
of another person."

I know the law.

The shoe fits, Jack.

Kerry Sands was the bullet,
the website was the gun.

You really want to do this?

You'll be pushing the limits,
trying to make new law.

Like you did
with gun manufacturers

and Justice Department
torture memo writers?

So, these FlashPosse people,
whom exactly are you
planning to indict?

All of them.

All of these
people are parties
to this motion?

Not by choice, Your Honor.
For some strange reason

the District Attorney has
chosen to indict

half of New York City
for the murder of Sid Maxwell.

Only because
they all helped kill him.

It's preposterous.

A schizophrenic
named Kerry Sands
murdered Sid Maxwell,

as the state
freely acknowledges.

These people did nothing
but post comments
on a website

that Ms. Sands
occasionally visited.

Is that true, Mr. Cutter?

"Post comments" is
an understatement.

They encouraged
Ms. Sands to commit
violence against Mr. Maxwell.

If I yell "kill the umpire"
and some psychotic does it,
I'm not guilty of murder.

The website went
beyond exhortations
to kill Mr. Maxwell.

It gave instructions
on how to do it.

Some of its members
took actions that
enabled Ms. Sands

to enter and leave
his apartment undetected.

What are we
talking about here,
exhortations or actions?

In this case, Your Honor,
it's a pretty fine line.

Not to me.

Any comment about Mr. Maxwell,
even negative ones,
are protected speech

and may not be
used in any way
in your prosecution.

There is the First Amendment
exception about shouting
fire in a crowded theater.

Were any of these people
in physical proximity
to Ms. Sands or the victim?

No.
Then the theater
wasn't crowded.

You are free to proceed
in accordance with my ruling
if you still have a case.

Do we?

We'd better.
If we don't stop
them now, who's next?

You're lucky the judge
didn't throw your
case out entirely.

She's living
in the 20th century.

Words on the Internet
have consequences.

Actually, she's living
in the 18th century,

when the Bill of Rights
was written,

which, on balance,
is a good thing.

Well, if it weren't for
what people on that website
said and did,

Kerry Sands would have
never murdered Sid Maxwell.

Yes, but now you'll
have to forget
about the "said."

I'm dropping the charges
against the cheerleaders,

but I'm still moving
against the guy
who ran the site

and the people
who sent out the photos
and the door code.

They'll say they were only
encouraging people to send
Maxwell a message,

that they never intended
for him to be killed.

They were dealing
with a crazy woman.

They didn't have to
intend for her to kill him.

If they recklessly
disregarded the likelihood
that it would happen,

they're guilty.

Good luck.

"Thank you for sharing the
information about
this accomplice of the Devil."

That was one of the messages
posted by Kerry Sands

on the Sid Maxwell section
of the website.

And how many messages
did Ms. Sands post
there altogether?

More than 400.

And who posted
the second largest amount
of messages there?

Someone with
the screen name Kewpie-Doll.
She posted 22.

Twenty-two versus 400.

Did Ms. Sands' messages
stand out in any other way?

No one else mentioned Satan.

No one else mentioned
that God's angels would
take vengeance on Mr. Maxwell

and dance in his evil blood.

Would you characterize
her messages as sane?

Objection. The witness
is a psychiatrist.

Her judgment isn't the same
as that of a layperson
reading those messages.

I'll sustain that.

Dr. Olivet, please
read some more of
Ms. Sands' postings.

"God's angels will sing
in heaven when this man
gets his just reward.

"Death shall be
answered with death,
the Lord commands us."

"Death shall be
answered with death."

Pursuant to a search warrant,
we seized a computer server

from the residence
of Mr. Leary

and turned it over to
our Computer Crimes Squad.

And what did
that squad determine?

That Mr. Keegan had
hacked into and manipulated
the security cameras

at Mr. Maxwell's
apartment building,

and Mr. Mason
cracked and posted

the code to the front door
of his building,

while Ms. Sands obtained that
information from the website

less than an hour
before she murdered
Mr. Maxwell.

Was there any sign
the defendants attempted
to limit Ms. Sands' access

to that kind of information

after they saw
her hundreds of messages
on the website

about the Devil and angels
and death and doom and blood?

No. In fact Mr. Leary
made a point of sending
private e-mails to Ms. Sands

alerting her whenever
new information was posted.

Really?

To your knowledge, Detective,
was Mr. Leary aware

of Ms. Sands'
delusional condition?

Yes. When we executed
the warrant,

I asked him if he knew
Ms. Sands, and he said,

"The lady whose kid wasn't
killed by a taxi? Yeah."

So he knew
she was delusional?

That's what he said, yes.

Thank you.

You don't like
Mr. Leary, do you?

I don't like him
or not like him.

When he objected to your
investigation of his website,

didn't he organize people
to call you and accuse you
of being fat and a Nazi?

Those people never said
who told them to call.

So you didn't know that
your phone number was listed
on Mr. Leary's website?

I knew.

When you served the warrant
for his computers,

didn't you complain
that he had been
harassing you?

I might have mentioned that.

Did you or didn't you
accuse him of harassing you?

I did, and he was.

So now you're telling us
that this man who was
harassing you

told you, and only you,
that he knew Ms. Sands
was delusional.

Yes.

Aren't you making that up
because it makes him look like
he was guilty of something?

No.

Because you want to
get back at the man
who was harassing you?

No.

You're not lying?

No.

Really?

Detective Bernard,
can you tell us
who's in this picture?

I have a copy
for the District Attorney.

Where did you get this?

Online, posted by
a classmate of yours
from the police academy

at some kind of
graduation celebration.

That is you in
the picture, isn't it?

Objection. What is
the relevance of this?

It goes to the credibility
of this witness, which will
become apparent very soon.

It had better. Proceed.

Thank you. Detective,
who is the young woman
in the picture?

Her name is Rosemary.

Rosemary Franklin.
Is that correct?

Yes.

Did you and she have
a child together?

Yes.

And did you sign
a child support
agreement with her

before the baby was born?

Well, you know everything.
Why ask me?

Your Honor...

Yes.

Did you sign an agreement
promising to pay Ms. Franklin

500 dollars a month
to support that child?

And did you fail to send
that money three times
in the first six months?

There was a question
about paternity.

Did you promise to pay
and then fail to do so?

If you lied to the mother
of your child about
supporting your son,

why should we believe
anything you say to us now?

You couldn't do
something to stop that?

No, no, I couldn't.

Hey, you have a kid?

I'd just finished
the academy, all right?
I busted loose a little.

There were some
cop groupies at a bar.

Once the blood test came back,
I paid every month.

Look, we'll bring
that out on redirect.
We have to recoup.

I don't want to
talk about it.

Hey. Hey!

How much trash did
you people have to
sort through to dig this up?

The photo, the agreement,
the violations, it's all
on the Internet.

You just gotta know
how to look.

Yeah, so this is how
you defend yourself, huh?

Dragging people
through the mud?

He's a 10-year-old boy.

Come on, B.
No, no, no!

You want to play dirty, huh?
You want to get personal?

Detective!

That didn't help.
What do you expect?

That a thin-skinned cop
doesn't destroy my case.

Mike...
Look, do you realize

how much his testimony
is worth right now?

All right. Listen, Leary
told him he knew about
Kerry Sands and her daughter.

Yes, but who's
going to believe it?

I do. You do.

All we have to do
is find out how Leary knew
the woman is nuts.

We get that into evidence,
it won't matter what he did
or didn't say to Bernard.

Okay, okay, but Leary's
not going to tell us,

and Kerry Sands
is in cuckoo-land.

So how are we
going to find out?

There's got to be a record
somewhere, a meeting,
a conversation, an e-mail...

Something somewhere.
Pretty big haystack.

He was texting
on the FDR Drive

and almost ran a car
with three kids in it
off the road.

One of our members
analyzed the photo

and determined it was
going 73 miles per hour
at the time.

Sid Maxwell deserved
to be exposed.

The point was to get him
to change his ways
before he killed someone.

But not to kill him?

We're not murderers.

We spend our days
in front of computers.

We're just a bunch
of well-meaning nerds

who want to make
this city a better place.

Thank you.

So, you and your colleagues
don't get out much?

Then why did you
post Mr. Maxwell's
address on your site?

In case somebody wanted
to write him a letter.

And the code
to his building's door?

From your website,
"In case anybody wants to

"drop by and teach
this jerk some manners."

Some people
feel very strongly

about people
like Sid Maxwell.

There was a woman in China
who crushed a...

I know, crushed a kitten.
So emotions run high?

They can.

Sometimes people want
to confront people
like that in person.

Sometimes that's
the only way people like
that get the message.

"People like that,"
including Sid Maxwell?

Yes. But that
doesn't mean that I,

or anyone else
on FlashPosse.net,

thought he'd be
physically harmed.

Not even by Kerry Sands,
who posted

400 messages about revenge
and the Devil and death?

Have you ever read
the Internet, Mr. Cutter?

It's full of
ranting and raving
and exaggerated threats.

Everyone says everyone else
should drop dead.

It's just a place
for letting off steam.

So you thought Kerry Sands
was just letting off
harmless steam?

She and 50 million
other people.

Even though you knew
she was living in the midst
of a psychotic delusion.

I didn't know that.
You told Detective Bernard.

I never told him that.
I couldn't have,
I didn't know it.

It's from Lupo.

Mr. Leary,

were you with Kerry Sands
last August 20th

when she physically
assaulted a cab driver

who she accused of being
the evil spawn of Satan?

Your Honor, this is
the first we've heard of
any such alleged incident.

If the People have
some supposed evidence,
I'd like to see it.

New information has just
come to our attention.

Then share it
with the defense.
We'll recess until tomorrow.

Now, we knew
Kerry Sands had a thing
for cab drivers, right?

Well, there are cabs
around all the time,

so I figured she might have
had some interaction.

It was just a matter
of checking drivers' logs.

There are 13,000 taxis
in New York City.

All right. So it was
kind of labor-intensive.

Now there were 209 that
reported violent behavior
by women in the last year.

102 of those were
on the street in range of ATM
or other security cameras.

That's hundreds of cameras,
all on different systems.

Right. So,

here's a camera still
of Kerry Sands assaulting
a driver on 42nd Street.

I talked to the driver.

He said she was screaming
that the Devil told him
to murder her daughter.

And to find him,
you searched
13,000 taxi logs,

and then every
security camera
near 209 incidents?

Sort of. The driver
also told me there was
a man with Kerry Sands.

He walked away after
she started getting violent.
This is him, right here.

Well, all I can see is
the back of his head.

You see the reflection
in the store window there?

With the right
software, boom.

Leary.

Did you have a subpoena
for the cameras,
for any of this?

I'm not the one
who got them.

This took
a few thousand people
working around the clock.

The entire NYPD?

Chinese people,
a "human flesh search engine."

I have a friend
in the Shanghai PD
from my days in Intel.

I told him
a cop needed a hand.

Fire with fire.

Our Internet posse
against Leary's.

And none of these came
from Leary's home or office.

It's admissible.

Mr. Leary, can you
tell us what's happening
in this picture?

Your Honor,
may we approach?

We're still not satisfied
as to the origin
of this material.

It came from
a lamppost security camera.

Where did the state get it?
There's no record of
any process being served.

It doesn't matter.

Mr. Leary has no expectation
of privacy in the middle
of 42nd Street.

Even if he didn't,
there's no context to explain
what's happening here.

I'll ask him to explain.

And if he can't remember,
then we'll bring in
the taxi driver.

That works, Mr. Margolis.
Mr. Cutter, you may proceed.

You told us yesterday,
Mr. Leary,

that you had no idea
Kerry Sands was
violent or delusional.

Doesn't this picture show us
that you did know?

That's arguable.

It was a crazy,
violent outburst,

right in front of your face.

But you still kept goading
her to go after Sid Maxwell.

I never told her
to kill anybody.

The woman was
dangerously out of control.

What did you expect?
What did you
reasonably expect?

Yup. All right.

That was Cutter.
Leary and the others
took pleas.

They're going away
for manslaughter.

Good.

Thank you.

You know,
if we'd have known...

I mean, I would have
put myself out there
as the target.

I never thought
they would dig that up.

How is the kid?

His mother and I...

She ended up marrying
her actual boyfriend.

We both decided
that it would be better,

less confusing,
if I didn't see him.

I guess I could
look him up on the Internet.