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of an elite squad known
as The Special Victims Unit.

These are their stories.

Ming, please. Open the door.

Talk to me.

Ming, please. Let me in.

Ming?

Go away!

Ming, please open the door.

Are you all right?

Ming locked the bathroom door
and won't come out.

What's wrong?

I think she was raped.

Ming?

It's Ken Randall.

Are you okay?

Anything you tell me stays private.

This isn't a school problem.
I don't need an RA.

My dad's a cop.

I'm not going anywhere.

I'll ask him to come here.

No, I don't want anyone to see
a policeman at our dorm.

Ming, I promise.

If you talk to my father,
he will help you.

Ming?

When I got off the subway,

the platform was empty.

I was headed for the stairs,

and all of a sudden a man grabbed me.

Take your time.

He dragged me behind a pillar.

He bent me down.

He put his hand over my mouth.

Did you get a look at him?

Only for a second.

He had a bandana around his face.

I closed my eyes.

What did he do?

He made me tell him I liked it
while he did it to me.

Then he started choking me.

What happened next?

I heard shouting.

People yelling "stop."

He got up and ran away.

Did you see who was shouting?

No, when I opened my eyes,
everyone was gone.

They must've chased him.

You're doing good, okay?

This is gonna help us
catch the guy that hurt you.

I don't want to go to court.
My parents will find out.

It's okay, Ming.

You're not the first girl
at Hudson to get raped.

I knew I shouldn't have come here.

I can't do this.

I blew it.

Fix it.

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Dad, I couldn't convince
Ming to come back.

What do we do now?

There's not much else we can do.

So what, you just forget about her?

I can't force her to make a report
if she doesn't want to.

She's in shock.

Look, Ken...

going through a rape kit, testimony,
cross-examination can be hard.

Some women just want to move on.

Please, dad.

I said the wrong thing
and scared her off.

I gotta make this right.

- Saw Ken downstairs.
- He tell you how he screwed up?

Aw, he seemed pretty upset.

Well, he should be.

Look, he was trying to help.
You can talk to her.

The girl's a stone.
We don't have time to squeeze blood.

So you're not gonna do anything?

Ming's the one
throwing up the roadblocks.

So go around her.

Look, take a crack at this,
for your son.

I'll check the overnights to see

if anybody who saw Ming
being attacked called 911.

Yeah, they called it in, all right.

Why didn't you file a 61?

I didn't believe those two crazies.

No victim, no evidence of a crime.

What, you moonlighting
as a crime scene tech now?

You wouldn't have
filed a report either.

The perp they described
looked like the Unabomber,

and I haven't heard anything
on the news that he escaped.

Okay, I need the names of the witnesses.

I didn't write them down.

I'm definitely gonna write yours down.

Look, their eyes were bloodshot.

They were stoned out of their gourds.

That doesn't mean they couldn't help.

The way they were dressed,
they were the ones who needed help.

- What do you mean?
- His face was painted.

She had black feathers all over her.

Like they came straight
out of the nuthouse.

Claimed they got off work
at some restaurant.

Do you remember
the name of the joint?

I don't know.
Joe's? Moe's? Poe's?

Something like that.

Eddie Allen Poe's Restaurant
93 West 105th Street
Wednesday, December 6

Whoa!

This place is a first class freak show.

What's the deal?

It's a theme restaurant, sir.

We dress up as Edgar
Allen Poe's characters.

I'm the raven.

And I'm the telltale heart.

And I'm the cop.

I need to know about that
attack you saw last night.

That other cop didn't believe us.

The other cop said
you guys were wasted.

Look at where we work, man.

We gotta be high just
to make it through the night.

Doesn't mean we don't know a girl
crying when we hear it.

You see her?

They were at the other end
of the platform behind a column.

When we got closer,

I saw what he was doing to her.

I shouted and he ran off.

We tried to follow him,

but he cut through traffic
and disappeared.

Could this be the girl you saw?

Yeah, that's her.

What did her attacker look like?

I couldn't tell.

He was wearing a navy blue hoodie,
cheap sunglasses,

and had a dark bandana around his face.

You gotta sit down with a sketch artist.

- Just look at the sketch.
- No.

It's the only way we'll catch him
and stop him from hurting other women.

All right.

- That's him.
- Okay, I need more details.

Anything else you remember?

He talked a lot.

What did he say?

Nice things.
Like we were dating.

- It was weird.
- Go on.

He told me how good
he'd make me feel.

That he was a good lover.

Can you believe that?

Then he said...

"you're cuter than your little sister."

Were you with your little sister yesterday?

Yes, I had, I had lunch with her and
my parents at their house in Brooklyn.

Then I caught a train back to campus.

What time did you leave?

I don't remember.

Try, Ming.

3 o'clock, maybe.

Then you caught the train
straight back to Manhattan.

Yes.

Look, Ming.

You were attacked at 9 o'clock.

Then you say you left your
parents' house at 3.

The worst rush hour in history
wouldn't hold you up that much.

Is there anything else
you want to tell me?

I'm late for class.

I could drive a city bus
through the holes in that girl's story.

How well do you know her?

She's my advisee.

She's quiet, she's shy,
but she's not a liar.

Then what happened to
the missing 6 hours?

I don't know.

There must be something
she's hiding...

Or she's crying rape
'cause she had one too many

and woke up in the bed
with the wrong dude.

Oh, Ming's not making this up!

Two witnesses saw the attack.

Two witnesses saw her
struggle with a man

What if she knows him?

It could be her boyfriend
or cousin or professor.

Don't walk away from this.

You don't know how I work.

I'm going to talk to her sister,
find out what she's lying about.

- Birth control.
- For Ming?

Yeah, right.
You met her.

She's as clean-cut as they come.

The pills are for me.

She took you to get contraception.

At the Brooklyn women's free clinic.
Why is it your business?

Your sister was attacked last night.

What do you mean attacked?

Like mugged?

No, raped.

Oh, my god.

She didn't tell you?

No, she, she wouldn't tell anyone.

How come?

Our parents would freak
if they found out.

They're so traditional.

They arranged a marriage for Ming
to some guy in Hong Kong.

If he finds out she's not a virgin,
he'll call off the wedding.

What happened to my daughter?

Your daughter was attacked last night.

No, that's impossible.

Ming would call us.

Maybe she's afraid to talk to you.

Ming does not keep secrets.

Mr. Hao, I'm just trying
to help your daughter.

I appreciate your sense of responsibility.

But we can handle
the situation ourselves.

Mr. Hao...

If you talk to our daughters again,

I will sue you and the police department.

Dad, what's up with Ming's case?

Her folks are packing up her things
and moving her back home.

Maybe they just want her
on a tight leash.

Tight? Try medieval.

Her father's gonna escort her
to and from school every day.

That's her pops.
That's his call.

So her dad's gonna close the case.

I can't fight her family.

Tutuola, SVU.

Yeah, how can I help you?

This is bull.

Ming's parents are denying
she needs help.

Or they think that they can do a better job
of protecting her than we can.

You can take her rapist off the street.

Not without Ming's cooperation.

Thanks. We'll be right there.

- So we quit.
- Ken, it's not quitting.

It's called "running out of options."

We're back in the game.

Ming's rapist just struck again.

Soho Edge Gallery
173 Spring Street
Wednesday, December 6

I was here alone.

Setting up for the exhibit

and I had this the stereo up loud
so I didn't hear him come in.

Did you get a good look at him?

No, he was...

wearing a bandana and a sweatshirt
with a hood up.

Sunglasses?

Yeah.

What about his skin color?

Not white, but it could've
been anything else.

What happened when he came in?

He...

he put his hand over my mouth,

and took me in the back
and he raped me.

He was rough.

He shoved his fingers down my throat
so that I couldn't scream.

And then he started talking
and never shut up.

- What did he say?
- Uh...

he wanted me to tell him
how lucky I was to be with him.

And how he had the biggest
penis that I'd ever seen.

Play along?

He just wanted me to praise him.

I, I, I...

said anything I could think of
so that wouldn't kill me.

And then when he left, he said,

"you're even prettier in person."

Is this the man that attacked you?

That's him.

You got a pattern on your hands.

Same M.O.

Ming Hao and Kara Bawson
having nothing in common.

Kara Bawson.

Tom Bawson's daughter?
The real estate developer?

He buys buildings and sports teams
like we buy newspapers.

Daily and with pocket change.

Kara's a socialite.
Dabbles in the art world.

Always on the society page
at some gallery opening.

World's apart from a first generation
scholarship student from Hudson.

Ming's Chinese, Kara's white.

Some rapists target women
of different races,

- but it's rare.
- You're looking for one guy,

and you'll find him
when you link the two victims.

And the three homicides.

Can I help you?

Detective Chester Lake,
Brooklyn SVU.

Captain Don Cragen.
This is Finn Tutuola.

What brings you over the bridge
at this time of night?

Your art gallery rape.
Heard it on my scanner.

Who listens to comm from
another borough on his own time?

I don't sleep much.

What makes you think our rapes
connect to murders in Brooklyn?

Three homicides
in the last three months.

Victims were raped and choked
in public places just like yours.

Mine aren't dead.

I've got a gut feeling
it's the same perv.

Gut feelings don't crack SVU cases.

Yeah, they crack mine.

Look, believe me or not,
your rapist is my killer.

These are three women
he killed in Brooklyn.

Anna Fischner, nurse.

Raped and murdered on subway
platform in the Heights.

Rose Davis was a waitress,

counting her tips after
closing up a diner on Hoyt street.

Maya Petroville was a teacher

working late grading papers
on Coney island.

I'm not feeling it.

Come on, your attacks were
in a subway station, art gallery.

Public places just like mine,

and your victims were raped and choked.

But not murdered.

Rapists escalate to homicide.

Why would a killer suddenly
lose his taste for blood?

I don't know yet.

Can you tie any of your victims
to my borough?

Ming Hao was in Brooklyn
right before she was raped.

See, I told you.

Kara Bawson never left Manhattan
the day of her attack.

Look, let me work the case with you
until we find a link between our victims.

I don't bat cleanup for Brooklyn.

You're making a mistake.

You're not gonna go far in blue

if you go around dumping
bodies on other cops.

I should take career advice from you?

What's that supposed to mean?

I did my homework
before I showed up.

Stabler and Benson get
gold stars in Cragen's class.

Where does that leave you?

I'd like to answer
that question outside.

I'm sure you would, friend.

But that would be even
dumber than ignoring me.

You don't like me, fine.

But you know there's a connection
between my bodies and your victims.

We don't find a link in 48 hours,

you solve your cases,
I'll solve mine.

Done.

Try to keep up.

Bawson Residence
209 Fifth Avenue
Thursday, December 7

Been to Brooklyn lately?

No, I've been too busy
setting up the new exhibit

to go anywhere but the gallery.

How about Hudson university?
You spend any time on campus?

No, but I used to date a guy
who got his MBA there.

You recognize her?

No.

Why? / She was attacked by
the same guy who raped you.

Sweetie, you ready to go?

Not yet, dad.

These are police officers.

Honey, you want to go
upstairs and finish packing?

She's taking a trip?

After what she's been through,
Kara needs to get away and rest.

Sir, your daughter's
a victim of a rape.

We need her here
until we finish our investigation.

Our numbers in Italy.

Call if you have something.

You're not helping by yanking her
out of the country.

- The press is all over this case.
- They can't print her name.

Everyone knows she works in that gallery.

We're trying to protect her from rumors.

We will call your daughter.

I think she's connected
to some of my cases in Brooklyn.

This bastard has raped other women?

An Asian-American college student
was attacked a couple of days ago.

Asian-American?

Start with Oliver Mitsakos.

- Who's that?
- Kara's ex-fiance.

My squash partner runs
the hedge fund where Oliver works.

He told me this little jerk
has a thing for young Asian hookers.

- You Oliver Mitsakos?
- Who wants to know?

Southeast Asian sex tourism board.

Congratulations, you won
a free cruise to Thailand.

Am I getting punked?

Did Andy and Amber put you up to this?

I'm not Andy and that's not Amber.

You're about to be hating life.

What the hell?

You getting your massages
with a happy ending?

We hear you like them
Asian and underage.

You meet a girl,
you ask for a birth certificate?

- Where were you last night?
- Home watching the Knicks lose.

You know her.

Never seen her before in my life.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I gotta go handle more money in 10 minutes
than you'll see in a lifetime.

My gut says he's lying.

Your gut's a genius.

All we need is Ming to ID him.

That's gonna be a problem.

Hudson University Alexander Hall
Thursday, December 7

We need to talk to Ming,

but we can't call her house
and her cell phone's disconnected.

The only time we can see her
is when she's at school.

That'll be tough.

Her father's always with her,
watching her like a hawk.

Well, if he sees us,
we're facing a lawsuit.

Look, can't you get us somewhere
we can talk to her in private?

She's in class right now.

I'll go in,
say the dean wants to see her.

I can't talk to them.

Please, they have a lead.

My father's waiting for me.
Leave me alone.

Another girl was attacked.

Just look at the picture.

I know him.

That's Oliver Mitsakos.

He was a TA for "intro to econ"
my freshman year.

You have any contact with
him outside the classroom?

He tried to make me come
to his office hours,

but I wouldn't.

- Why not?
- He always flirted,

but he was aggressive about it.

Was he ever physical or violent?

It wasn't like that.
Just really desperate.

It creeped me out.

Do you think he did this to me?

I would never rape anyone.
You've gotta believe me.

Why? You lied about knowing Ming.

She was in my class 3 years ago.

She never spoke.
I barely remember her.

Well, she remembers you.

"Come to my office for
a little 101 tutoring."

I never said that.

Well, what did you say?

I, I told her that
she needed extra help

'cause her papers were poorly written.

You're still lying, kid.
You flirted with her every day.

- You were aggressive.
- And desperate.

That was a long time ago.

Old wounds still burn.

So you went back and raped
all the women who've rejected you.

No!

Anna. She dump you?

Maya. Break your heart?

Rose. Blow you off?

Is that why you raped
and murdered them?

I don't know those people.

Let me tell you about them.

You thought they were
all Brooklyn trash.

Nothing but warm-ups
for your ultimate target.

Kara Bawson, your ex-fiance.

You're crazy.

No, you lost your meal ticket
and your chance of getting rich quick.

You wanted revenge.

I didn't do anything.

I swear.

Finn, a moment?

You just got an emergency call, urgent.

You can talk. That's Chet Lake.
Brooklyn SVU.

- Chester.
- Elliot.

You got the wrong guy.
Your perp just hit again.

Victim's in the ER at Mercy.
Name's Edie Rimpo.

Mercy General Hospital
365 West 32nd Street
Thursday, December 7

He talked nonstop while he did it.

What did he say to you?

"Do you know who I am?"

I said I didn't.

He got mad, said,

"I'm famous. You're lucky
to be with me."

Then what happened?

My lips swelled up
and my throat closed.

I couldn't breath.

I'm allergic to latex.

He was wearing gloves.

Did you get a good look at him?

No.

He had me face down in the dirt.

Do you mind if I look at your neck?

Go ahead.

Finn.

The bruises on Edie's neck
match my victims in Brooklyn.

Same size hand, same position.

I'm with you,

but we still don't know
how he targets his victims,

and they have absolutely
nothing in common.

Ages range from 20 to mid-30s.

Races are all over the map.

Black, Asian, white.

Nothing consistent about
the neighborhoods either.

Like, one all the way
in Brooklyn Heights.

A body in Carroll gardens.

One all the way in Coney island.

The subway stop in Hudson's a long way
from Kara Bawson's gallery in Soho.

All right, we got
a teacher, a waitress...

Amy Fischner is a nurse.

Doctors use latex gloves.

Ming hao went to a clinic
the same day she was attacked.

You think we got a Dr. Strangelove?

Anna Fischner volunteered
at the same clinic

Ming took her sister
for the birth control.

Brooklyn women's free clinic.

Now if we can tie the other
victims to the clinic,

we've got our link.

Why would I go to
a free clinic in Brooklyn?

My GP's on Park avenue.

We'll need a list
of all your doctors.

I only go to st. Catherine's
medical on the Upper eastside.

That's our link.

This is how we connected the victims.

Anna Fischner, my first victim,

was a volunteer nurse
at the Brooklyn clinic.

Ming Hao went there
on the day she was raped.

Edie Rimpo's OB/GYN is
at st. Catherine's in Manhattan.

Dr. Rankesh Chanoor treats
Edie at st. Cat's

and he founded the women's
clinic in Brooklyn.

So he works at both places.

Is he linked to the other victims?

We'll need his clinic files
to answer that.

If the doctor's your man,

getting a subpoena for
his records will tip him off.

You got a better idea?

Yeah, run the subpoenas
through the medicaid fraud unit.

He'll think we're investigating
his billing practices.

You pull that off, Casey,
I'll give you my badge.

And I'm buying dinner.

I'm not a cheap date.

I'll remember that.

I'll get to work on your warrants.

Nothing here.

This one's a bust.

Rose Davis was a patient at the clinic.

One visit 16 months ago.

And look at this.

Maya Petroville was the doc's neighbor.

Thought you said
she was from Coney island.

Doc lives in Brooklyn heights.

So did she 3 years ago.

Her apartment was right across the street
from the doctor's brownstone.

Henry, that is not mopping.

It's spreading dirt and filth.

Do it over.

- Take some pride in your work.
- Dr. Rankesh Chanoor.

Yes, how may I help you?

You can start by coming with us.

Why, what is this about?

Your own dirt and filth.

Rankesh Chanoor, you're under
arrest for rape and murder.

- What?
- You heard him.

You messed up a lot of lives, doc.

Choked three to death in Brooklyn.

3 more rapes in Manhattan,
and that's just what we know about.

- This is all a mistake.
- No, it's not.

I've been hunting you for months.

I'm not gonna let you go now, friend.

I'm telling you,

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

We're talking about Ming Hao,
Kara Bawson, Edie Rimpo.

Anna Fischner.

Did she fight back?
Is that why you killed her?

Maya Petroville, Rose Davis.

All these women are linked to you.

How, how can this be?

Your patients,
your clinic, your neighbors.

I'm Dr. Chanoor's counsel.

I know you're not grilling my client
without his lawyer present.

Oh, we're not grilling.
We're just chatting.

Debi, what they accuse me
of is insane. They...

Not another word, dad.

Okay, daddy.

It's time for your lineup.

You're prettier than
your little sister.

No.

I'm famous.

That's not the guy.

Tell me I'm a great lover.

Wrong voice.

Don't you know who I am?

That's not him.

I can make you feel so good.

He's not the man.

None of them are.

It's easy to alter
your voice during an attack.

We're done here.

We have other ways
to ID your client.

Obviously you don't,

or we wouldn't be leaving.

My gut tells me he's not our guy.

That's not your gut,
that's indigestion.

We'll start with his female
colleagues at st. Catherine's.

I think we should
get back to Brooklyn.

This is my turf, my call.

What's your problem?

Your gut is starting
to give me indigestion.

I think you got a thing about
working with guys from Brooklyn.

I come from Brooklyn narcotics.

I got nothing but love for that place.

Oh, so you got a problem with me.

I wouldn't want to be with you 24/7.

Let's just say I feel
for your partner.

I work alone.

Yeah, that explains
you walking into my squad room

acting like you had all the answers.

- I'm just working the case!
- In my borough!

Your borough?

Look out this window.
What do you see?

Buildings.

That's right.
And my father built them.

Thought your last name
was Lake, not Vanderbilt.

I didn't say owned.
I said built.

My father was an iron worker.

Just like all the men
in my family for 3 generations.

I got respect for the working man.

I've walked every inch
of every block of this city.

Don't ever tell me that
I don't belong here.

I'm not trying to
knock heads with you.

Good.

What about the doc?

Maybe he's our guy,
maybe he's not.

Either way, we got to
get to know him better.

Saint Catherine's Hospital
1300 East 97th Street
Saturday, December 9

I've gotten dozens of complaints
against Dr. Chanoor

For what?

He's verbally abusive
and sexually inappropriate.

We'll need to check out those records.

There aren't any.
The girls just come to me informally.

And what, you just tell them
to keep their mouths shut?

No, but I do explain the paperwork,

the risk to their job security,

and the success rate for nurses
who go after doctors.

Dr. Chanoor ever bother you?

You kidding?
I'd slice his nuts off with a scalpel.

Wish the younger girls
had more backbone.

Any younger girls have
any problems recently?

Joanne Bing for one.

- Where is she?
- At another hospital.

Rather than report him, she quit.

What happened?

Joanne wouldn't let him
feel her up in the supply closet.

Dr. Chanoor didn't like that,

so he put his hand
around her throat.

What are you guys doing here?

Searching Dr. Chanoor's locker.

You really think Dr. C did all those rapes
I read about in the Ledger?

Why would you say that?

I was there when you busted
him the other day.

Yeah, I remember.

What's your name?

Uh, Henry.

How long you been
working here, Henry?

Feels like forever.

He was yelling at you.

Yeah, he's pretty hard on me,
but I can take it.

Take what?

Him thinking I'm no good.

Says that all the time.

There's nothing here.
Let's check the office.

Well, good luck.

Hey, for what's it worth,

I think you got it wrong.

Dr. C could never do those things.

He's got another daughter, Anita.

She's a doctor.

Look at all these diplomas.
The place is a shrine for his girls.

Place is a mess.
There's nothing in this desk.

Debi went to Princeton and Harvard law.

Anita to Yale and then
med school at Johns Hopkins.

Overachievers just like their father.

Yeah, the guy's got enough
awards and honors for 10 men,

but our rapist wants
his victims to stroke his ego.

Why does Chanoor need the compliments?

Look at this.

What, a photo album?

Scrapbook.

What is this?

Ask your father.

I've never seen this before.

Don't be so modest.

Take pride in your hobby.

I didn't know that was a hobby.

Scrapbooking is one of
the most popular hobbies in America.

Don't you watch Martha Stewart?

I know Martha Stewart doesn't
save stuff like that.

What are you two going on about?

Go ahead. Take a look.

Brooklyn Perv Kills Third

Rapist Kills in Heights Subway

My Revenge!!

Oh, my god.

You moved by all the fond memories?

Don't say a word.

She can't help you now,
but we can.

You're a lock for this.

You don't talk, you're done.

Dad, think about what you're doing.

Whatever you're hiding, friend,

it's time to give it up now.

The handwriting is not mine.

Don't betray him.

My son wrote this.

You have a son?

How come they're aren't
any pictures on your trophy wall,

and there's no diplomas.

Henry has never done
anything of value.

Henry?

Is that the kid who's
working at the clinic?

Your son's the janitor?

That's all he's good for.

- He's your blood.
- He's a criminal!

Where's Henry right now?

He's a coward.

He will run.

Okay, Chester,
I notified the airlines.

They red flagged his passport.

Earth to Lake.

Sorry.

What, you need naptime?

I'm just thinking about this kid.

Loser son with a family of superstars.

Two successful sisters.

Father never believed in him.

Yeah, a lot of families
have a black sheep.

Most of them don't grow up
to be killers and rapists.

How about world travelers?

Henry Chanoor's credit card was used
this morning at port authority.

He bought a ticket to Montreal.

State police are holding
the bus in Leeds, New York.

What's up, Henry?

- What are you guys doing here?
- You first.

I'm going to visit a friend in Montreal.

Yeah, and I'm Dudley Do-Right.
Get up.

You've made a mistake.

No, you did.

"I'm finally doing something
great with my life."

"Three papers ran my sketch."

- "I'm famous."
- This guy's tripping.

"I'm the best."

"I'm finally fulfilling my potential."

He wanted to please papa.

Finally, he found something
he's good at.

Then why did he stop killing?

I don't think he ever
intended to start.

He wrote in the scrapbook
that choking excites him.

Overdid it with his first
three victims and they died.

Yeah, but practice makes perfect,
and he got it right with Ming Hao.

Kara Bawson still doesn't fit his M.O.

She lives in Manhattan and is not
connected to Dr. Chanoor's clinic.

She's in here.

His sketch ran next to Kara's photo.

That's how he picked her.

Fame turned him on.

Everybody wants their 15 minutes.

Maybe we should give him his.

Henry, you are good.

Really?

I've been a cop 20 years,
never met a guy like you.

He works Manhattan.
I work Brooklyn.

You're the best we've ever seen!

Do you mind if I stretch my legs?

Make yourself at home.

Thank you very much.

So do you, uh,
do you mean it, what you said?

Hell, you wouldn't even be here
if your father hadn't turned you in.

Truth is, we've got nothing.

You've been too careful,
too good, too smart.

I bet his dad ratted him out
'cause he's jealous.

He may be a successful man,

but he's a loser with the ladies.

Probably why he became an OB.

Only way he could get women
to let him down there.

I know you don't have any
problems in that department.

No.

No, I go to a club.

I walk out with 20 girls.

They all want me.

'Cause you a player.

He's the man.

He doesn't need to rape anybody.

You know, my father never
thought I had it in me.

You showed him.

What about your mom?

She loves me.

So do my sisters.

But my father always treated me
like garbage my entire life.

He always pretended
that I didn't exist.

He can't ignore you now.

Exactly.

It's only the beginning.

Exactly.

Arraignment Part 46
Monday, December 11

A remand, your honor?
The defendant's a flight risk.

He was arrested on a bus
heading for Montreal.

My client had no idea
he was under suspicion.

He has no criminal record and
comes from a prominent family.

Your family, Ms. Chanoor.

He's the sole caretaker of our
ailing mother who's diabetic

and needs him to administer
shots along with other treatments.

Why? Your father's a doctor.

He's too busy to give her
the constant care she requires.

Certainly you can afford
to hire a nurse.

We tried.

My mother almost died 'cause she
refuses to take her medication

if anyone other than Henry
gives her the injection.

Only my son knows how to do
the shots without hurting me.

Mrs. Chanoor, please.

I have a solution.

My client will surrender his passport

and submit to house arrest
with electronic monitoring.

I assume you can provide proof
of your mother's medical condition.

From who, her husband?

From any physician you choose.

This is an unusual request.

But I'll allow it.

Henry Chanoor forfeits his passport

and is forbidden to leave the house.

You violate these terms,

and you'll wait for trial at Riker's.

Well, Henry's done
terrorizing the city.

Yeah, onto the next freak.

There's plenty of them in Brooklyn.

Oh.

Thanks for hanging in with me.

I'll see you and your gut at trial.

- Heard you got Henry Chanoor.
- Finally.

Congratulations.

How'd you like working with Lake?

Brooklyn cats got their own style.

Tutuola.

What?

Miss me already?

Got a call from probation.

They lost the signal
from Henry's ankle bracelet.

He's in the wind.

Chanoor Residence
Brooklyn Heights, NY
Tuesday, December 12

I thought Henry was asleep.

I have no idea where he is.

I bet you know.

No, he gave me my shot at 11
and said he was going to bed.

You're lying.

Geeta, if you know something,
you must tell them.

If you lie to us, lady,
you're going to jail.

You helped him run, didn't you?

He's my boy.

It's a mother's duty
to protect her son.

How can you speak of duty?

He has disgraced our family.

Henry is my baby.

He is not our son anymore.

He will always be mine!

He is a rapist, a killer!

You made him that way!

You never loved him!

He has done nothing
to deserve my love.

I know you love your son.

He's a good boy.

He's a man now.

You gotta stop protecting him.

Look, I have a son too,
and I'd do anything to protect him.

But the kind of help of Henry needs
he's not gonna get by running away.

Put me in jail.

I won't betray my son.

No visuals at train stations,
bus stations, or the airports.

No charges on his credit cards.

The whole eastern
seaboard's on alert.

Nobody's laid eyes on him.

Should be using their ears.

Little bastard's on the morning news.

Can we trace the call?

No, I checked.
This kid is smart.

He's using a cell phone
with an analogue signal.

Untraceable.

Turn that up.

That whistle.

It's at the recycling plant
on Conover street in Red hook.

How do you know that?

I told you.
I don't sleep, I walk.

The sounds of the city,
I know them all.

So you think he's
at the recycling plant?

No, he said he's leaving the country.

Then where is he?

Gotta be a freighter docked
at the international shipping port

three blocks away on Van brunt.

Any ships left yet today?

No, she's the first one out.

Stop the lines.

You nuts? Why?

Stop the lines.

I would like your listeners to know

that I have always been
destined for great figure...

Hey, come here.

Drop it, Henry!

Down on the ground.

Let the kid go!

Why?

I'm gonna make him famous.

I'm gonna make you famous.

We can help you.

I don't need your help.

Yes, you do.

How does that feel?

Tell me it feels good.

Henry...

he's nobody.

From a third world country.

Who cares?

I'm a cop.

You really want to have fame?

Take me.

I'm bleeding.

Am I gonna die?

It's just a flesh wound.
You're gonna live.

Come on.

Now will there be a trial?

Count on it.

- Televised?
- You bet.

Look! Look!

They're already here.

Just for me.

Now you're really gonna be famous.

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