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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.

- Guilty.

Guilty.

Guilty.

Guilty.

Guilty.

All right, that's 11 guilty.

Not guilty. [all groan]

- Who voted not guilty?

- It was her! - Take it easy.

- No, it's her every goddamn time.

What the hell is wrong with you?

I'm gonna lose my job.

- Everybody, just calm down.

- No, screw that!

You think this crappy stipend they give us

is enough for my family of four to live on?

- Okay. I admit it was me.

- [scoffs] Of course it was.

We've seen it, the bias.

And we all know why.

- Don't attack her.

She has a right to disagree.

- This guy, he's scum!

What are we doing?

- Stop yelling at me.

- I am sick of you.

I'm sick of all of you.

- All right, we have to take another vote.

- No, I'm not doing that.

No way.

She's got to change her vote.

I'm not sitting here another day!

- Okay! You've worn me down.

I've had enough.

I'll say whatever you want.

Happy?

[tense music]

♪

- We're here live at the courthouse,

still awaiting the verdict in the case

of George Brouchard,

the extradited Canadian citizen charged

with kidnapping Maddie Flynn.

Maddie, just 15 years old, was snatched

from a Manhattan home goods store

while shopping with her parents,

drugged and taken across state lines by rail,

and sold to convicted sex offender Leonard Fleming,

a known Peeping Tom who was beaten to death at Rikers.

Missing for six weeks before finally

being rescued by a joint FBI/NYPD task force.

The city of New York now finds itself waiting breathlessly

to find out what kind of justice will be dealt

to Canadian national George Brouchard.

- I still don't get why this went to trial.

- Yeah, our jobs would be a whole lot easier

if it weren't for this pesky jurisprudence nonsense.

- Maybe we should open a can

of ancient Babylonian justice on his ass.

- Hammurabi's Code?

- Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth.

- Bullet for a brain. - Yeah, that's funny.

It's not what I meant, though.

- Don't kid yourself.

All cops think like that, even Curry.

- Listen, all I know is, Benson saw Brouchard,

Maddie was willing to testify,

and Carisi still couldn't make a deal?

- Don't blame Carisi.

Blame the guy who was sexually attracted to trees.

- Stomped to death like a weed in a prison shower.

- Well, there's nothing we can do about it now, right?

- Except trust the jury.

- Twelve New Yorkers, all locked in a windowless room

just as the weather turns nice.

What could go wrong?

- If they don't decide by 5:00, Amanda,

it's gonna be another weekend.

No, I'm sorry. I miss you too.

Just tell the kids, it's their lucky day,

you know, pizza again.

- How's Amanda doing?

- Well, considering we haven't seen each other

in the past two weeks, she's fine.

Maybe she's just telling me she's fine, I don't know.

- Well, I always thought honesty was overrated

in a relationship. - Yeah, of course you do.

Why are you here? What, are you torturing me?

- We're here for, let's say, moral support.

- It's not that you want to know

what I've heard through the courthouse grapevine?

- That too.

Do you have any sense of how long this is gonna take?

- Well, seeing as the jury has already asked

for six clarifications in the last two days alone,

I'm not holding my breath.

[knock on door]

Please do not be another jury request.

- Eileen.

- Sorry to interrupt.

- Well, there's nothing to interrupt.

There's no word yet.

- I'm so sorry we don't have better news.

- Actually, Olivia, I was hoping

I could talk to you, if that's possible.

- Oh. Of course. - Thank you.

[soft dramatic music]

♪

- I'm worried about Maddie.

She seems really stressed.

- Well, waiting on a verdict can be emotionally draining.

- No, I know, but even before the trial.

I mean, a month into rehab,

she's still withdrawn, low energy.

She--she's not herself. - Okay.

So recovery from opioid addiction can be a process.

She's still going to her meetings?

- She says she is.

I mean, at least she's talking to me.

Peter just loses his temper.

- Well, that never helps.

- No, well, he thinks it does.

You know, tough love.

- How are you two doing?

Are you still going to therapy?

- Yes, family therapy.

All three of us. You know, we're trying.

- Eileen, this kind of work, it takes time.

But you and your family are going to get through this.

- I know, but sometimes it just--

no, most of the time,

it just feels like, what's the point?

This is never gonna be over.

And I don't even know if I'm capable of moving on.

You know, I just--

- Honey!

- What? I'm right here.

- Jury's back.

- Okay. - Okay.

- Let's go.

♪

- Members of the jury, have you reached a verdict?

- We have, Your Honor.

- On the charge of kidnapping in the first degree,

how do you find?

- We find the defendant, George Brouchard, guilty.

[crowd murmuring]

♪

- Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, through your foreperson,

you have said you find the defendant guilty.

Is that your verdict, so say you all?

all: Yes.

- Mr. Carisi, Mr. Malone,

do either of you want the jury polled?

- People are satisfied, Your Honor.

[no audible speech]

♪

- Actually, Your Honor,

we would request the jury be polled.

[crowd murmuring]

- Mr. Foreperson, you've said you found the defendant guilty.

Is that your verdict?

- Yes.

Guilty.

- Juror number two, is that your verdict?

- Absolutely. Guilty.

- Juror number three, is that your verdict?

- That's not my verdict.

They made me change my vote.

The defendant is not guilty.

[crowd murmuring]

- Order. Order. [gavel bangs]

- Your Honor, approach. - Approach, Your Honor.

- Well, counselors, 20 years on the bench,

this is a new one for me.

- Clearly a mistrial, Your Honor.

- For one holdout?

No, you've got to send them back in.

- Both of you in my chambers now.

Along with juror number eight.

We are adjourned. [gavel bangs]

Bailiff, clear the courtroom.

- What now?

- We let Carisi do his job.

[dramatic music]

♪

.

- Just to be clear, I'm not a fan

of attorneys telling me how to do my job.

- Apologies, Your Honor. - I was defending my client.

This jury is clearly tainted.

- [scoffs] - What did I just say, Malone?

- Where should I sit, Your Honor?

I'm from Canada. I don't know how justice works

here in the States.

- Sit right here.

Ms. Slater Dent?

- Yes. - Have a seat.

You made some very serious allegations in open court.

- What they were doing was wrong--

- Without revealing anything specific

to the case that was discussed,

why did you feel coerced?

- I never coerced anyone.

I just wanted to go home.

- Thank you, Mrs. Gallow.

- Slater wasn't convinced by the prosecutor's evidence.

- I can be a dick a lot of the time,

but I'm not the one who used coercion.

- What do you mean by that, Mr. Donnelly?

- It was him, the defendant.

- My client had no contact with any of the jurors.

He's been at Rikers.

- It was the way he was looking at her.

- Looking at her?

- Like he was trying to seduce her.

- [scoffs]

- [chuckles]

- Thank you, Mr. Donnelly.

We'll take it from here.

[tense music]

♪

I'm obviously concerned by what I'm hearing.

- I didn't do anything.

- My client is entitled to look at the jury.

- Not if he's deliberately trying to tamper

with a specific juror, he's not.

- Through what exactly? Hypnosis?

- Clearly, there are indications this jury may be

incapable of continuing deliberations in good faith,

but I need to speak to Ms. Dent again before my final ruling.

- They said guilty.

How can the judge let them take it back?

- It's complicated, but the verdict

was not entered into the record.

- Because of what that woman said?

She's clearly crazy. - I can't stand this anymore.

I-- - Hey. Maddie, get back here!

- Peter, yelling won't work.

She is not a child anymore.

- Yeah, well, she's acting like one.

- Guys, I think the best thing to do here

is to take care of your daughter.

What's gonna happen?

- The other jurors denied coercion.

One is blaming George.

- For playing up to that female juror.

- He was staring right at her.

- That's what he said.

I did not notice anything overt.

- With him, it doesn't have to be.

I mean, you're the one who wrote the BAU profile.

- Messianic nihilist. - Yes, and we're seeing

evidence of the messianic part right now.

- Ms. Dent, the defendant never contacted you directly,

text, through an intermediary, passing a note?

- No, absolutely not.

- He's been locked up.

- It's not unheard of for an inmate to find

a way to send a message.

- He didn't contact me.

I just knew.

- Knew what, Ms. Dent?

- That we were gonna be together

when he was exonerated.

We have a connection.

♪

- So the judge declared a mistrial?

- Carisi is back at square one.

I mean, jury selection,

you know, presenting his case.

- Hierarchy of headaches.

- Captain?

Eileen Flynn is here.

- Send her in.

- Want an aspirin, Liv?

- Extra strength.

Eileen, I'm so sorry.

- Okay, I don't think Maddie can go through this again.

- I know that this will be difficult.

- No, she's at her breaking point.

A few months ago, I got knee surgery.

They gave me Oxy. I got home tonight.

I needed to sleep.

Half the bottle was empty.

- Maddie? - Yeah.

I confronted her, and she was high.

And she completely broke down, and she--

She said that she had some kind of sexual contact

with George Brouchard.

- Did she elaborate?

Because her rape kit was negative.

- She said that he kissed her,

and he touched her body, and--

and she's saying it was all consensual.

- Yes, but--she may think that, but it wasn't.

She was 15 and high on fent.

- So what he did to her, he can be charged for this?

- You bring Maddie in here tomorrow,

and we're gonna get her statement on the record.

And then Carisi can go back to the grand jury,

and we can add charges of sex abuse.

♪

- So you're not giving up on us?

- Giving up?

I'm just getting started.

.

- I know I should have said something before

in the hospital. - It's all right, Maddie.

We completely understand.

You'd just been through a major trauma.

- But we do need to make sure

the ADA knows the whole story now.

- My parents said I have to tell you.

- So what's important, Maddie, is that this comes from you,

right, what you recall.

Not what your parents want you to say, okay?

- I saw George walk out of that courtroom.

He didn't even look at me,

like he had forgotten all about me.

- Okay.

All right, so again,

let's just start from the beginning.

Tell us what happened, exactly what you remember.

- After the van ride, he brought me to a motel.

There was another girl there.

- She's talking about Tanya Garcia.

- Motel room in New Jersey, yeah.

- This girl didn't seem happy.

- What makes you say that?

Did she say something specific or--

- George had his hands all over me.

She was yelling at him.

- Tanya's statement never mentioned

Brouchard touching Maddie.

- Tanya was high on fentanyl.

- So was Maddie.

- When's the next time you had physical contact with George?

- We were in another motel room.

He wanted to cut my hair.

I didn't--I didn't want that.

- And then what?

- He kissed me.

- He kissed you how?

- [sighs softly] With his tongue.

It was the first time I'd ever done that with anyone.

- Okay.

And then what happened?

- I let him...

c-cut my hair.

[soft dramatic music]

♪

He--he even saved some of it.

He put it in that leather pouch he wears around his neck.

Inside his shirt.

- So you saw him with his shirt off?

- Mm. Yes.

- And did he see you with yours off?

- He got me ready for bed,

unbuttoned my shirt,

took my bra off...

[stammers]

Kissed me good night.

- And then what?

- What do you want to hear?

I trusted him.

He fed me.

He bathed me the night before

he brought me to Leonard Fleming.

- Dendrophile, the tree guy.

- George washed me...

Down there.

- Why didn't you tell anyone this before?

- I didn't want my parents to know.

- It's okay.

- [cries]

- Counselor?

- Okay, yeah.

I can supersede the indictment.

I can add Sex Abuse 1.

- And then what?

- It's not gonna add much to his sentence.

Kidnapping's the higher charge.

Maddie's gonna have to testify, though, twice--

grand jury and at trial.

- She's gonna have to explain why she didn't mention this

in her first disclosure.

In fact, she denied it.

She's a risky witness.

- I can finesse that. - It's worth the risk

if her testimony convinces another juror not to fall

for this guy's fake Jesus act.

- Exactly.

So I got a long night of filing motions ahead of me.

Amanda's gonna kill me.

- You'll make it up to her, smooth it over.

- Isn't that one of the joys of marriage?

- Says the two divorced guys in the room, huh?

- We appreciate you meeting with us, Mr. Carisi.

- Well, I'm sure we'd all rather cut

to the proverbial chase here.

We have your client on multiple charges now.

- The grand jury indictment adding sex abuse?

The girl was lying.

- From what I hear, the grand jury will

indict a ham sandwich.

That's hardly fair.

- We have Tanya.

She's all cleaned up.

Memory's getting better every day.

- Tanya was what I'd refer to as a suppressive.

- A suppressive?

- A person with a set of negative characteristics

that spread, not unlike a social contagion,

to other people in her vicinity.

I was trying to cure her of it.

- Good to see your months in Rikers

haven't dimmed your grandiosity.

- The jury didn't believe her the first time around.

What makes this time any different?

- Because I'm gonna make damn sure

you're not making puppy dog eyes at this jury.

I'm gonna be all over you.

- George, I think we should consider

the DA's plea offer.

That is why you're here, isn't it?

- 25 years, both charges.

- I'd go on the sex registry.

No. - George--

- No!

It's my life.

- And you may be doing life if this goes to trial.

- You're a suppressive too,

aren't you?

Sorry you wasted your time.

Guard!

- On the charges of kidnapping in the first degree

and Sex Abuse 1 of a minor, how do you plead?

- Not guilty.

- People on bail?

- Remand, Your Honor.

- My client's not a flight risk.

- He's the very definition of a flight risk.

- I would disagree, Your Honor.

- I apologize for my client.

- No need, and I'm no longer your client.

- Excuse me?

- I'll be petitioning to represent myself, pro se.

I'm firing my current representation.

- On what grounds? - Incompetence.

My lawyer pissed off the trial judge.

I no longer have faith in his judgment or professionalism.

- George.

- I truly have enjoyed our time together.

- [scoffs]

Speak for yourself.

- I think I will.

- I feel sorry for you, Mr. Carisi.

- It is your right to represent yourself, Mr. Brouchard.

- Yes, I'm aware.

I can only hope that my skills et is worthy

of the New York sense of jurisprudence.

- Mr. Carisi, anything to add?

- Nothing whatsoever, Your Honor.

- I admire your sense of repose, Mr. Carisi.

And thank you, Your Honor.

- Oh, don't thank me yet.

We're gonna be here for a long time.

- You know what this means for us?

- That if we take the stand,

he can ask us anything he wants.

And you know what?

I can't wait.

.

- Okay. Thanks for the heads-up.

- I am not loving that look on your face.

- The court clerk says Brouchard just posted bail.

- Oh, my God. - He's a free man.

- A million dollars?

$1 million.

Who did he con to put up their house?

- Whoever his benefactor was,

the Department of Corrections doesn't care.

- Yeah, well, apparently, neither does the judge.

- Guys, guys, the issue is that

he managed to seduce a female juror

from his cell in Rikers.

Who's gonna stop him now?

- Keeping tabs on Brouchard is beyond my purview.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I've got to prepare for a trial again.

Not to be redundant, I'm calling you both as witnesses.

- Okay, what about federal charges?

- My boss has decided to defer.

They're waiting for a state conviction.

- George is representing himself, and he made bail?

- Eileen, I was about to call you

and tell you-- - Yeah, too late.

I never should have listened to you.

I should have come to the arraignment.

- We have to let ADA Carisi do his job.

- Okay, so far, I'm not impressed.

George is out in the world, free to threaten us.

- The judge ordered an electronic monitoring bracelet.

- We are going to keep you and Maddie safe.

- No one can protect her on the stand or off.

Maddie told me that that sick bastard

keeps a lock of her hair in a tiny little leather pouch

around his neck. He wears it every day

like some sort of love spell.

- Okay, can we--can we just

take a beat here for one second--

- Why did she cover for him?

She didn't say one word about him touching her

at the first trial. - Well, there's a lot

of reasons why a young girl would be reluctant

to tell her whole story. - [scoffs]

- Captain Benson.

Agent Sykes. - Officer.

- Okay. - Will you please escort

this man out of the building? - Yes, ma'am.

- Would you like a ride to your home

or wherever it is that you're going?

- Kind of you, but I'm good.

Always good to see you, Mrs. Flynn.

- All right. All right.

- When does this end?

- When he goes to prison.

He is going to be convicted.

- Eileen, this is not over.

- Who decides that, you or him?

I have to get back to Maddie.

- Carisi's right.

That monster needs eyes on him.

- Well, you won't get any objections from me.

- Fin.

- Okay, you got it, Liv.

Captain needs a detail on Brouchard.

He just left the courthouse.

- Can't hobble far with an ankle bracelet.

- Well, she wants to know who goes to him.

Any communication with the outside world--

witnesses, court officers.

- He gave the court a residence address?

- Yeah, some motel near the stadium.

- I've never been on a stakeout before.

- Okay.

Velasco, why don't you take our IAB queen

and sit on Brouchard's ass 24/7.

It's the captain's words, not mine.

[kids shouting, laughter]

- Get it!

Yeah! - Oh, go, go, go!

- He got there in time.

[playful shouting continues]

- Anything?

- Guy's a creep.

- Don't need a detective badge to deduce that.

- He's just...drawing something and watching the kids.

- He needs to be working on his defense.

- What would his defense be against what he did?

- What I learned at IAB--

these guys usually sit back and hope their accusers

can't come through with their receipts.

- What kind of receipts are we talking about?

- Should I ask why you're asking?

- Probably not.

- Gonna be a long night.

- Yep.

- How about we take shifts?

- You gotta be kidding me.

That belongs on a plane, not a stakeout.

- Man, you don't know what you're missing.

You can try it when it's my shift.

- Okay.

- Go home, Liv. - Yeah, I wish.

I've been spending so much time in court,

I haven't had time to do my paperwork.

- Paperwork will survive.

- Anything from Curry and Velasco?

- Brouchard's holed up in a motel.

No visitors, nothing suspicious.

- [sighs]

This guy and this case,

it seems like it will never end.

- You're burning at both ends.

- And in the middle.

Mr. Flynn.

- Captain.

- Is Maddie okay?

- It's not Maddie.

It's Eileen.

- Okay, why don't we go speak in my office?

[tense music]

- So what's going on?

- I have to show you something.

I found some texts.

And from the way it looks,

Eileen may have fallen under the spell of George Brouchard.

- Hold onto this for a sec.

♪

.

- I met George on a train.

- The defendant? - Mm-hmm.

- Can you point him out to the jury, please?

- That's him.

He got me hooked on fent,

left me to die-- - Objection!

Besides being patently untrue,

it's beyond scope, Your Honor.

I'm not being charged with anything involving Ms. Garcia.

- That can be arranged. - Sustained.

Jury will disregard.

- Ms. Garcia, when did you first encounter Maddie Flynn?

- George brought her to our motel room.

- And what was your impression of her state of mind?

- She didn't want to be there.

She was out of it-- probably on fent too.

- Objection, the witness is neither a psychologist

nor a pharmacologist.

- Sustained.

[tense music]

♪

- Eileen.

- I know I haven't called you back.

- Yeah, I was worried about you.

- Don't be. Peter and I talked.

I know he came to you.

He's just being paranoid.

- So you didn't text with George?

- I was trying to get him on my side.

- That was a bad idea.

- I know that now.

- George Brouchard is not someone

that I recommend toying with.

♪

- I appreciate more than I can say

what you've done for me and for my family.

- That's my job,

and I care about you all.

- We're gonna get this bastard.

- I was exiting the tunnel,

and I saw George Brouchard,

the defendant, driving a van.

Maddie Flynn was in the front seat.

I didn't realize at the time that she was the girl

who had been reported missing.

- And how did the investigation proceed?

- SVU and the FBI immediately formed a task force,

and we got a tip saying that Maddie had been

taken across state lines by train.

- What happened next?

- We identified Mr. Brouchard,

we tracked his travel, and we arrested him.

And then we used his cell phone data

to identify the man that he sold Maddie to.

And, fortunately,

we rescued her.

- Thank you, Captain Benson.

- Captain Benson, that's your name, isn't it?

- Yes, it is.

- Cool.

No questions, Your Honor.

♪

- After his arrest in Pittsburgh,

we extradited the defendant to New York.

He and his lawyer, at the time,

agreed to speak with us,

but he wasn't interested in cooperation.

- What was he interested in?

- Goading us.

In my opinion as an FBI behavioral analyst,

he fits the profile of a psychopathic personality,

a messianic nihilist.

- In layman's terms, please.

- You know, he's someone with a distorted sense

of his own importance.

But one of the hallmarks of his psychopathology is

a complete lack of empathy for the feelings of others.

And what is worse, he likes to toy with people.

- Thank you.

- Your witness, Mr. Brouchard.

- Agent Sykes, nice to see you again.

So a messianic nihilist doesn't care

about other people's feelings?

- That's reductive, but yes.

- A lack of regard for others' emotions--

sound familiar?

I'm talking about the incident on the train

when you physically attacked me while I was handcuffed.

- Objection, Your Honor. Relevance.

- Goes to this witness's bias against me, Your Honor.

- I'll allow.

- Did you or did you not grab me,

shake me violently while I was powerless?

- You weren't powerless.

- Yes or no?

- Yes.

- Did you have any sense of empathy for the terror

I felt in that moment? - Your Honor--

- Move this along, Mr. Brouchard.

- You grabbed me by the shirt, asked, "Where is she?"

- Yes.

- You weren't talking about Maddie

in that moment, were you?

[tense music]

[sighs]

You were talking about your missing sister,

weren't you?

♪

Can you ask the witness to answer, Your Honor?

- Agent Sykes?

- Yes, I was talking about my sister.

- I felt sorry for you in that moment.

You had no feelings for me.

♪

So who's the nihilist now, Shannah?

- Objection, Your Honor. Badgering.

- Withdrawn.

Nothing further.

♪

- We were in a motel room.

He cut my hair.

He put a lock of it in the leather medicine pouch

he wears around his neck.

- How did that make you feel?

- Captured.

- Even more than you already were?

- I was crying.

- What did he do then, Maddie?

- He tried to calm me down.

He kissed me,

massaged my back, my...breasts.

- Anything else?

- He gave me a bath...

Washed me down there.

- Now, Maddie, you didn't tell the police any of this

after you were rescued.

Why was that?

- Uh, I-I'm not sure.

♪

- Was it because you were worried

about what your parents would think?

- I guess.

Um, I--I don't know.

- That's okay, Maddie.

Is everything that you've said in this court today

true and accurate?

- Yes. - Okay.

Thank you, Maddie.

That's all I need. No more questions.

- Mr. Brouchard.

- I don't want to traumatize this witness

any more than Mr. Carisi has.

- Your Honor, approach.

Mr. Brouchard is completely out of line right now.

- Mr. Brouchard, just because you're representing yourself

doesn't mean you're not bound by professional conduct.

- I understand, Your Honor.

- You're entitled to a cross,

but tread carefully.

Step back.

- Hello, Maddie.

- Hi.

- I have a few questions that may be uncomfortable.

Are you okay with that?

- Yes.

- When you first spoke to the police,

you didn't tell them about the bath, did you?

- No.

- You didn't mention a lot of things.

- No.

- Like how we looked at the stars

out the window of the train?

- Your Honor, relevance.

- Goes to her inconsistent prior statements.

I want to give her a chance to explain to the jury.

- I'm going to allow,

but move it along, Mr. Brouchard.

- I just want to know if there was a part

of being with me that you liked,

and that's why you didn't tell anyone?

- Yes.

There was a part.

- What did you like, Maddie?

- Objection, Your Honor.

Again, relevance.

- I'll allow.

Witness may answer.

- Um, the stars?

For six weeks, the stars were our only constant.

- And the bath?

[soft dramatic music]

- Um...

♪

A little?

- So it felt good, the bath?

And that's why you didn't tell the police or your parents,

because they wouldn't understand?

- Your Honor. - I just want the jury to see

that I am not a monster because Maddie doesn't

see me as a monster.

- I'm going to sustain the objection.

Jury will disregard.

- Nothing further.

- Mr. Carisi.

- The People rest, Your Honor.

- Mr. Brouchard, do you plan to call any witnesses?

- No. The defense rests, Your Honor.

- Then we'll reconvene tomorrow for closing arguments.

- Look, none of Maddie's cross matters.

She was 15, on drugs, and incapable of consent.

- I never should have put her on the stand--or Sykes.

- Sykes held her own.

- You had to make your case, Carisi.

- Brouchard just unmade it.

- Whether Maddie likes him or not

is irrelevant to the charge.

- It might not be to the jury, Liv.

[phone vibrating]

- Velasco.

- Captain, we've got a problem.

[dramatic music]

♪

- I'm on my way.

- What is it?

- Eileen Flynn just showed up at Brouchard's motel.

♪

.

- Hold them there. - Is Eileen all right?

- Not sure,

but it sounds like George definitely is not.

- Eileen, put the gun down.

- Not until I get that leather pouch around his neck.

- Eileen, let's talk about this.

- You shut up.

- Eileen, what is going on?

- I want what he took from my daughter!

- What, her hair?

- And what were you planning to do after, Eileen?

- What he did to Tanya.

Put him in a bag, leave him in a tub,

and make him drink bottled water tainted with pain meds.

- Eileen, you are clearly traumatized.

I get that.

- Stop talking to her.

- She's been texting me.

She came to my door.

It's not like-- I can't walk away.

I can't go anywhere. I'd be in violation.

- Don't talk to me either.

Eileen, listen to me for one second.

I just want you to listen to me.

- No, I'm done talking.

- Okay, you and I can figure this out together.

I know that we can.

- I'm not letting him go

until I get that lock of hair.

- Okay.

I hear you.

I hear you.

[suspenseful music]

Okay?

Ben, I would like you to cuff Mr. Brouchard now.

- You're cuffing me? You're the thief.

You just stole something from me.

- She's saving your life, asshole.

♪

- And now, Fin, I want you to leave.

- Liv. - Just go.

It's okay. It's okay.

All of you, go. I got it.

- We'll be right outside. - Okay, go.

Eileen, come on.

Stop.

Listen to me.

You can put the gun down now.

You don't have to hold it on him.

- No, my husband almost killed himself

because of this monster.

My daughter will never be the same!

- You need to give your daughter a chance,

and this gives her no chance, Eileen.

- You heard Maddie on the stand.

She doesn't want to get better.

She wants him, like that juror!

- It may seem like that right now,

but Maddie is young, Eileen.

She has her whole life in front of her.

He's going to prison.

- You don't know that! - You know what I know?

I know that if you go through

with what you're threatening, you'll be the one in prison.

And then he wins.

- Yeah, well, he'll be dead.

- And haunting your daughter and your husband

for the rest of their lives.

And they'll have to deal with all of that--

losing you.

Is that what you want for your family?

- I'm no good to them anymore.

- Then you need to learn how to be better.

And you need to learn how to be stronger.

Because that is what mothers do.

Okay?

- [sobbing] It's not fair.

- I know it's not.

It's the only choice we have.

- [sobbing]

♪

- And in conclusion, members of the jury,

I would remind you that the People's case needs

to be proven beyond a reasonable doubt,

a standard which ADA Carisi has failed to meet.

Given that, it is your sworn obligation

to find me not guilty...

on all charges.

Thank you.

- Ladies and gentlemen,

the evidence in this case is overwhelming.

[soft dramatic music]

Maddie was 15 years old.

She didn't consent to being taken

from that store by the defendant.

She certainly didn't consent to being sold by him.

He gave her drugs, which made her

physically incapable of consenting

to what the defendant did to her--

all of it.

The truth is, the defendant abused Maddie Flynn

in that van, on that train, in that motel room,

and he abused her again on that stand.

Now, you all heard the psychological analysis

of his nihilism, his grandiosity,

but he is the worst predator I can imagine.

He's a self-pitying coward

who plays the victim.

I'm just asking you to do what's right here.

Find this coward guilty on all charges.

♪

- Good work, counselor. - Whoa, whoa,

are you trying to jinx me on my second swing

at the plate? I'm not getting a third, Fin.

- The jury heard you. - I don't know.

I don't know anything with this guy.

- Don't let him get to you the way he got to Eileen.

- That's easy for you to say, Detective.

- So what's gonna happen with Eileen?

- Since the gun was unloaded, it's a class A misdemeanor.

The DA's gonna take her circumstances

into consideration. - Which means?

- No jail time, possible community service.

[phone chimes] DA could offer a disposition,

which would mean no criminal record.

[tense music]

Jury's back.

- Members of the jury, have you reached a verdict?

- We have, Your Honor.

- What say you?

- On the charge of kidnapping in the first,

we find the defendant, George Brouchard,

guilty.

[crowd murmuring]

On the charge of sexual abuse of a minor in the first,

we find the defendant, George Bouchard,

guilty.

[crowd murmuring]

- Mr. Brouchard, do you want the jury polled?

[tense music]

♪

- No, Your Honor.

- The defendant will be remanded to Rikers

to await sentencing.

Members of the jury, the State of New York

thanks you for your service.

- Eileen, Peter.

- Thank you. - For everything.

- You know, I was wondering if I could borrow Maddie

for a couple hours.

- Are you gonna tell me where we're going?

- You know, I wanted to introduce you to somebody

that I think might be able to help you.

- I've been to therapy, to group.

It--it's not working.

- This is different.

[soft music]

♪

Dr. Lentz, thank you so much for meeting us.

- Of course.

You must be Maddie?

- Hi.

- Why don't you come inside the office with me?

- It'll be okay.

- No.

- I'm gonna be right here waiting for you,

however long it takes.

♪

You got this.

- Thank you. - You got this.

[wolf howls]