- Another body at Yates' burial ground.
- Someone committed this horrific crime
to piggyback it onto crimes I've been accused of.
- You know who the killer is.
- Dr. Carl Rudnick.
- Accusing the Deputy Chief ME of rape and murder?
- Oh, you can't think that I had anything to do with this.
- Carl Rudnick, you're under arrest.
- Something happened to Susie.
She was supposed to call this morning.
Rudnick's still in custody, isn't he?
- No, he made bail last night.
- We're not sure it's Susie.
- We are now.
Male announcer: 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.
- What the hell is going on here?
- Exigent circumstances.
- Oh, nice try.
I don't hear anyone screaming for help.
You have a warrant to search Dr. Rudnick's house?
- We had one yesterday.
- And now you need a new one. - Really, Rita?
- We don't know that Dr. Rudnick was involved.
- Where's your client, Rita?
- I haven't heard from him.
- He is the suspect in this murder, okay?
You hear from him, you better let us know.
- The only legal obligation I have
is to make sure that he shows up at trial.
- Wow. You're claiming attorney-client privilege
for a psychopath who's on the run,
who gutted a woman.
- I have no knowledge of that,
and I have no knowledge of any future acts he may commit.
- His car is missing.
He's not answering his telephone.
We need to search this house now.
- And you can as soon as you get a warrant.
- Fin's at Real Time checking traffic cams.
Sarge is at Rudnick's town house.
There's no sign of this guy. He's in the wind.
- Yeah, well, he murdered and dismembered Susie Frain.
I wouldn't have stuck around either.
We're still missing a left leg.
[camera shutter clicking]
Ah, that's a calf.
- Sawed off at the left knee, not a lot of blood.
- [gags, groans softly]
- You guys got this, right?
- [clears throat] Yeah, give me one second.
Oh. [vomits]
- Oh, easy. You all right?
- Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.
I am going to drive us back, okay?
[camera shutter clicking]
- 12 hours after Rudnick posts bail,
a potential prosecution witness
is found in pieces with the morning tide?
- We're well aware of the problem.
- Counselor. - Where the hell is he?
- This is all we know, okay?
He was last seen posting bond at 8:00 p.m. last night.
- Uber driver confirms dropping him off
at his Harlem town house.
So, sometime between last night and this morning,
he goes to Susie Frain's apartment,
he dismembers her, he bags the body,
dumps her in the water at Fort Tilden,
and then he disappears.
- We've got a BOLO out on his car,
his credit, his bank cards.
So far, no hits.
- No sightings, no traffic cams.
Does everyone know he dresses in drag?
- We've alerted state troopers and the FBI.
- Oh, they already know.
The ME's office, the mayor's office,
the people in my office... [cell phone vibrating]
People are falling over themselves to point fingers.
- Okay, I get it. It's a mess, all right?
No leave, no vacation, no...
- Yes, I'll hold for the governor.
Find him. - Okay.
- Wow. Somebody needs a vacation.
- You can't blame him.
I mean, the guy jumps bail, and then he kills our witness.
- Speaking of,
we need to notify Yates that his fiancée is dead.
- Look, that's not a priority right now.
He'll find out on the news.
- I know he will, but the photo, Sergeant,
the photo that Rudnick sent to Susie pretending he was Lena...
CSU tore her house apart. They couldn't find it anywhere.
- Yeah, of course they couldn't.
That's why Rudnick went to her house in the first place.
- So check her phone records. Find out if she called Rudnick.
- What, do you think she was using that photo for blackmail?
You know she did not come up with that idea on her own.
- Which is why I need to talk to Yates.
You know he's more open when it's just the two of us.
- Nice try, Rollins.
[telephones ringing in the background]
- [sighs] Susie.
Can I see the body?
- That's not going to be possible, Dr. Yates.
- Are you sure it was her?
- We're sure. I'm sorry.
- So we were hoping, uh, to talk to you
about your last conversation with Susie Frain.
- Yes, of course.
How did Rudnick kill her?
- Still waiting on the autopsy.
- You are?
Could you ask the ME to test her HCG levels?
- Excuse me?
- I'd like to know whether Susie was pregnant.
That afternoon in April before I was arrested,
we made love.
I could sense that she was ovulating.
When we had our conjugal,
she agreed to take a pregnancy test.
It's quite possible that I was going to be a father...
and he took that from me.
[dramatic music]
♪
- You got something? - Yeah, I got a hold of Fin.
He and TARU have been going through Rudnick's computers,
finances, flagging every credit card that they could find.
- Okay, any hits? - Not yet.
But they did find this.
So Dr. Crazy's been wiring money from a trust
to four different personal accounts
under four different names.
- So contact these people. - We're trying, Sarge.
But as of now, their only known addresses are PO boxes.
I mean, we can't find any employers, phone listings.
- Okay, so they're false fronts.
- I just got something from the DMV.
See that Terry Fish account up there?
I just found a Teresa Fish
that has an apartment in the same zip as that PO box.
- Great.
- Oh.
Rudnick's a blonde now.
- Teresa got her license in October of last year.
I'll put a BOLO out. - You know what? I'll do that.
You two, get up to that apartment.
If we get lucky, Rudnick may be hiding there.
- Hey, you all right?
- Why wouldn't I be? - I don't know.
Usually, you're two steps ahead of me,
and I've never seen you queasy at a crime scene before.
- Yeah, I had a bad bagel yesterday.
I'm totally fine.
- I wondered if something happened to poor Terry.
I ain't seen her in a while here, maybe since April.
Is she okay? We miss her around here.
- You know her? You talk to her much?
- Is that a joke?
- Does it look like either of us are laughing?
- It sounds like a joke.
Terry's mute, deaf too.
She used to write me little notes, you know,
if she needed something, but never a complaint.
She paid her rent a year in advance.
[knock at door] Terry!
Oh, what am I doing?
It's not like she can hear me.
- You lay this new floor in here?
- I told you she was a good tenant.
She must have put that in herself.
- Right.
Carisi.
- Hey, I found more wigs and floral print dresses,
lots of them.
- It's red hair, just like Rachel Groves'.
And these look like cutting marks to you?
- Totally. I'll call CSU.
- I got your message about Rudnick's aliases
so I rechecked his Jane Doe autopsies.
The last one was in October.
50-year-old homeless woman found dead on the E train,
listed as natural causes.
- Never ID'd.
- Rudnick's paperwork says "no match on fingerprints or DNA."
But I got a print hit
on a New York City food stamp application... Teresa Fish.
- Rudnick wanted to make sure that nobody would miss her
so he could steal her identity.
- Identity thief, rapist, killer...
The damage he's done to this office,
it makes me furious.
- Not to mention they brought him up from Dade County
instead of giving you that promotion.
You know, you should reapply.
- Before I do that, I need to rerun DNA and prints
on every body he's ever sent to Potter's Field.
- [sighs]
Thank you, Melinda.
- You were right.
One can see pronounced gouges on this bottom layer.
- Any guess on what the implement was?
- I'd say it's a large, flat blade,
maybe a cleaver. - Oh.
- Aha, it's a pattern, white marks, strokes.
- So he tried to wipe off the blood, maybe what, with bleach?
- Yeah, but he didn't get it all, hence the glow.
- [grunts]
Okay.
Dried blood.
- Quite apparent something barbarous happened here.
- Yeah.
- Hey, you up for a flight?
- No, not really. - Tough luck.
Our plane leaves in 40 minutes.
Rudnick just got picked up in Syracuse for shoplifting.
Take a look.
- We ran the prints, but the system was down.
By the time we got a match, he was gone.
He said his flight was leaving in an hour.
- So you let him walk? Great.
- We thought we had a 50-year-old cross-dresser
near tears because his mother was dying in Canada.
He stole a frickin' box of Coffee Nips.
- All right, I get it.
- We did give him a desk ticket. - Good for you!
- Listen, Rollins, their system was down.
He said his mother was dying.
All right, we've had a long day.
- The good news is, no one with that name got on a plane,
train, or rented a car.
- Did you check his other aliases?
'Cause he has at least four.
- We did. Look, we got this entire town locked down.
He's not going anywhere. - Planes, trains, automobiles.
Did you check buses?
A Meta Bus left an hour ago for Buffalo.
He could walk to Canada from there.
- Yeah. - What time does it arrive?
- It just left Rochester.
It's going to be there in two and a half hours.
- We're going to need a squad car now.
- Here comes our bus.
- You're the detectives from New York?
- Yeah.
- Bob Hencamp, Buffalo PD. - Dominick Carisi.
This is Detective Rollins.
We call her Sunny.
- Sunny Rollins? Okay.
Troopers picked up the bus on I-90 an hour ago,
followed at a discreet distance.
- Well, he's still on board.
- There was an E. Howard credit card purchase in Syracuse.
Bus didn't make any stops between Rochester and here.
- Okay, well, let's do this thing.
Nice and easy, all right? We don't want to spook him.
- Dr. Rudnick.
- This is your guy? - I'm Ellie Howard,
and I fully intend to pay my fine for shoplifting.
- Ms. Howard, stop.
Why don't you come with us, all right?
We'll sort this out.
- Hands behind your back, please.
- [sighs] Is that really necessary?
- Let him do his job.
[handcuffs clicking]
- All right, come on.
- So you got a cross-dressing rapist, murderer
in your ME's office.
You guys down in New York City really are progressive.
- Did he say anything?
- He bitched when we searched him.
Maybe because he had a money belt with 64,000 in cash.
- So why is he shoplifting Coffee Nips, then?
- Well, that's the $64,000 question.
Just give me a minute to finish paperwork,
and he's all yours.
- Do you have a cause of death?
- Manner, homicide.
No one ends up like this accidently,
Cause of death, exsanguination.
- So she bled out when he cut her up.
- No, the dismemberment occurred post-mortem.
The problem is I can't find the initial wound.
Most likely trauma to the femoral vein or artery...
Stab wound, maybe gunshot.
- To the missing left thigh?
- I would guess that's why Rudnick made it disappear.
There's something else.
Susie's tox screen came back clean,
but her HCG levels were high.
She was pregnant.
- We aren't actually going to drive
all the way back to Manhattan, are we?
- Shut up.
You took the bus up here anyway, right?
- Yes, when I was traveling incognito.
- What were you thinking, anyway,
skipping out on a $2 million bail?
- Well, what were they thinking?
They charged me with two murders, then let me go.
Who wouldn't run? [cell phone ringing]
- Hey, Sarge.
Yeah, we're making pretty good time,
as long as we don't get pulled over.
We should be back around...
Wait. Hold on. Let me check my app.
- Noon. - Wait. Hold on.
- Noon. - Noon.
All right, we'll be back around noon.
All right. Copy that.
They found his car.
- Why are you whispering?
Rudnick, they found your car.
- Well, give yourselves a gold star.
- We sure it's Rudnick's?
- Plates and all identifiers are stripped,
but we got the VIN off the engine block.
- Okay, so why here?
- The train to the plane is a block away.
- Oh, so had we found this any earlier,
we would have been searching JFK.
- While he got across the border on his Meta Bus.
He's not stupid, but he was in a rush.
He left blood.
Now, it's just a trace,
but that's all I need. - Great.
I'll call Barba.
- A young man like yourself working at SVU.
That has to be depressing.
- You work in a morgue. - I find peace in that.
I bring closure to people.
- Yeah, when you're not killing them.
- Death, in its way, is the ultimate closure.
- Is that a confession?
- Thanks.
Sure you don't want something more substantial?
- Mm, yes, I'm sure.
Do you people think about what you eat?
- Nope. - You should.
All that cholesterol...
I could tell you both right now what your livers
are going to look like when they're eventually on the slab.
- You know what? Don't.
- I don't mean to be a nuisance, but may I use the facilities?
- [scoffs]
- [sighs]
- Whoa. Hey, it's still occupied.
Hey, look, it's my uncle.
I'll see if I can hurry him along, okay?
- Well, This is unfortunate.
They think I killed that woman and cut her up.
I don't understand why.
Of course, I do understand. It's still offensive.
So are they.
[sighs]
Quiet, Doctor, quiet.
Good man.
[toilet flushes]
- Hey, Doc, come on, we got to go.
- Oh.
Could I trouble you for my phone?
I need to call my lawyer.
- Mr. Barba? - Uh-huh?
[scoffs]
Rita...
you have one hell of a client.
Kills a pregnant witness
and tries to cross the border in a dress.
- Dr. Rudnick was out on bond.
He was simply taking in the sights of Buffalo.
- Uh-huh.
We have a DNA match from Rachel Groves' hair
and blood on the kitchen floor of an apartment that he leased.
- He's an ME. He autopsied her body.
It could be cross-contamination.
- Well, he didn't autopsy Susie Frain,
and we found her blood in his car.
- They were old friends.
He gave her a ride.
She bled from a paper cut.
Both those cases were circumstantial,
and don't get me started on a 13-year-old body in a wall.
- So why are you here, Rita?
- You have an ME accused of being a serial killer.
The last thing your bosses want is a long, drawn-out trial.
And these headlines... How are your migraines?
- Your solution is?
- Dr. Rudnick pleads to one count of tampering with evidence
and one count of unlawful disposal of a body.
This goes away as quietly as possible.
- Misdemeanors?
He killed three women.
I can offer manslaughter,
20 years on each, served concurrently.
- A public defender can get as much.
He is paying for more than that.
- I hope there's enough money in the world, Rita.
I really do.
- You better hope you don't get a conviction,
because if you do,
every case Dr. Rudnick touched will be subject to an appeal,
starting with Greg Yates.
- I was so worried...
about what might happen to Susie.
She was always so trusting.
She never saw the dark side of people.
- Like Dr. Rudnick.
What did she say to you when you last spoke?
- She firmly believed that if she asked him,
he would work to set me free in exchange for the photo.
I knew she was walking into the lion's den,
but she wouldn't listen.
I...
I think she wanted me out to be there when she gave birth.
- So she told you she was pregnant.
- No, she didn't need to.
I knew.
She had a slightly different scent...
like you do.
How far along are you, Detective?
- Ms. Calhoun, are you ready to proceed?
- We are, Your Honor. - Mr. Barba.
- Your Honor, in addition
to the two standing charges of murder one,
the defendant is now charged with the murder of Susie Frain.
- Dr. Rudnick, how do you plead?
- I apologize for being late, Your Honor.
John Buchanan for the defense.
My client pleads not guilty.
- I know who you are, Counselor,
but I'm not a fan of courtroom theatrics.
What's going on here, Ms. Calhoun?
- I just need a moment to confer with my client.
- So he is still your client.
- He is, Your Honor. Dr. Rudnick has retained us both.
- You have?
- Rita, the state saw fit to double down.
I thought it prudent to do the same.
Now, you both have my complete confidence.
- May we proceed?
People on bail. - Remand.
While out on bail, the defendant murdered
and dismembered a prosecution witness.
- Another wild accusation.
- More to the point, he is free to travel within the state.
He has violated no court order.
- That is absolutely correct. - Enough, Doctor.
Your bail was a privilege that has just been revoked.
You are remanded to Rikers.
- In that case, I have a motion to separate these three charges.
- As do I.
- Coordinate, and I'll let the presiding judge
know what he's in for.
Good day. [gavel bangs]
- Hey.
Missed you in court.
- Yeah. - You look green.
Have a ginger ale.
[can rattles]
- I'm good.
[can opens]
- So have you told anybody yet?
- Nope.
I just found out.
And not that it's any of your business,
but, you know, it's not Nick's, so...
- Okay.
What are you going to do?
- I'm not going to do anything.
- Well, you might want to tell the sarge.
- Whiskey. Does that mean it's bad news?
- [sighs] Rudnick's dream team just got their first win.
The judge granted their motion
to separate out the three charges.
- How? There's a clear pattern.
- [sighs] Not really.
The murders are spread out over 13 years,
and the motives are arguably different.
Lena was his fiancée.
Susie was blackmailing him,
and Rachel... she was just easy pickings, crime of opportunity.
- Okay, I get it. So the judge thought
that linking the three together would be
more prejudicial than probative. - Prejudicial than probative.
- Okay.
So what do you need from me?
- A thigh, to establish cause of death.
Susie Frain is our strongest case.
- The thigh is gone, but you don't need it.
He cut her up, Barba.
I don't care how good those lawyers think they are.
When the jury sees what he did to that woman...
he's done.
- [sighs]
- Were you able to identify the victim?
- Yes. In another bag we opened,
we found the decapitated head of Susie Frain.
It was...
one of the most gruesome crime scenes
that I've ever witnessed.
- Objection.
These injuries occurred after Ms. Frain's death.
They have no bearing on the murder charge
and serve only to prejudice this jury.
- Overruled.
I'll allow up to a point,
and I want to remind the jury
that you're here to determine the facts of the murder
and not what happened to the body post-mortem.
- Sergeant Benson, the body on the beach was Susie Frain?
- Yes, without a doubt.
DNA links all the pieces.
- Nothing further.
- Good morning, Sergeant.
When you first met Ms. Frain,
it was in connection with another murder case, correct?
- It was.
- The brutal kidnapping, rape, and murder
of a Chicago PD employee by Ms. Frain's fiancée, Greg Yates.
- Yes.
- Did Ms. Frain
maintain his innocence even after Dr. Yates' conviction?
- Objection. Relevance.
- Your Honor, I intend to show a direct line
between Ms. Frain's pathological desire to clear her fiancée
and the events that led to her death.
- I'll allow.
- Did Ms. Frain ever become aware that Dr. Carl Rudnick
was the Deputy Chief ME for Manhattan
who had supervised the autopsies of Dr. Yates' victims?
- Yes, and I know that it's your job
to try to make a connection between the two...
- Well, so let me do my job.
And after that,
did you and ADA Barba
helpfully arrange for a conjugal visit
between Ms. Frain and Dr. Yates?
- We did.
- Once reunited, did they both spontaneously accuse Dr. Rudnick
of a series of crimes?
- Yes, but there were also
two other women who had been murdered.
- So is it possible that they were colluding
to incriminate Dr. Rudnick in hopes of discrediting him
and thus bolstering Yates' chance for an appeal.
- Objection. Speculation.
- Is it?
Withdrawn.
Nothing further.
Thank you, Sergeant.
- Susie Frain was cooperating
with a separate investigation into Dr. Rudnick.
- Objection, Your Honor.
- This line goes directly to motive.
- I'll allow but only in that context.
- In what way was Ms. Frain cooperating?
- She was searching for photos
which we believed would provide evidence against Dr. Rudnick,
but she was murdered
before she had the chance to deliver them to us.
- Did you find these photos in her home?
- No, but as the crime-scene pictures show...
- People's exhibit 47A, 47B, Your Honor.
- Objection. This is prejudicial.
- It's a crime scene.
- Agreed. Overruled.
- So you can see her ransacked memento boxes,
and we also later obtained security footage
from her mini-storage facility.
- People's exhibit 48A.
- Where you can see the victim
had retrieved those same boxes the day before she was murdered,
so we believe whoever killed her
took the incriminating photos with them.
- Objection. Pure speculation.
- Sustained. Jury will disregard.
- Nothing further.
- You just said that Ms. Frain
had agreed to search for these photos.
Is there any reason to think that she found them?
- Sergeant Benson and I were informed of that fact
by Dr. Yates.
- Dr. Yates.
You mean the convicted murderer?
I see from the prison logs that you visited Dr. Yates
a half a dozen times in the last few weeks.
- I was hoping he could help me with a number of unsolved cases.
- Two of those visits you undertook on your own.
Is that common practice for a female NYPD detective?
- He was more open to me that way.
- So he confided in you.
Did he also enlist you to help him get a conjugal visit
with Ms. Frain?
- Sure. - Given that, it seems fair
to say that you had a relationship with Mr. Yates.
- Not in the way you mean. - Oh, how do I mean it?
- Objection.
- I'll rephrase.
Did anyone in your squad
ever think that Mr. Yates was toying with you,
attempting to implicate Dr. Rudnick
in an effort to exonerate himself?
- All informants have an agenda.
Good detectives...
evaluate their credibility.
- Your answer is yes, then?
- Objection.
- Withdrawn.
I'll quit while I'm ahead.
- Hey, you okay?
- Yeah, I thought it was Rudnick on trial, not Yates or me.
- A lot of pressure up there.
- It is.
Also, um...
I'm pregnant.
- Wow.
- Not Nick's.
- Okay.
Thanks for telling me.
- And I know with the squad being shorthanded,
it's not the best time for me,
but I want to promise you
this is not going to affect my ability to do my job.
- Actually, it is, Amanda, you know.
- Yeah, of course, but I just meant...
- Look, I know you're going to fight me on this,
but as soon as the Department hears,
they're going to put you on restricted duty.
- Can we wait to tell them?
I just want to work until the last minute.
- I know what a hard worker you are.
It's a really good thing, 'cause...
because being a single mom is, uh...
it's not easy.
- Well, I may not be on my own.
My mom might actually move up to New York.
- Good, good.
- Yeah.
- Well, I want you to know I'm... I'm really happy for you.
And, you know, if you want
or need to talk about anything...
I'm here.
- Okay.
She bled out.
- Yet you were unable to determine
where the initial wound was made, Dr. Warner?
- Correct.
I believe it was in the piece
of Susie Frain's thigh that remains missing.
- What made you come to that conclusion?
- The lack of blood in her other body parts.
- And how many different body parts
were you able to examine?
- Objection.
The prosecution keeps trying
to poison this jury with what happened to the victim's body.
- Overruled. But let's move it along, Mr. Barba.
- Despite being unable to locate the initial wound,
what did you list as manner of death?
- Homicide.
No one ends up cut into pieces like this
after an accidental or natural death.
- Nothing further.
- Dr. Warner...
both Ms. Frain's and my client's blood
were found in Ms. Frain's house.
Isn't that right? - Yes.
- Defense exhibit 13.
My client had defensive wounds on his hand and forearms
when you examined him.
- Yes, he did.
However, I can't tell you how he sustained those injuries.
- Just like you can't tell us how Ms. Frain
sustained her fatal injury.
- Dr. Rudnick walked out of that house.
Susie Frain did not.
- And yet your own autopsy can't determine how she was killed.
Dr. Rudnick was hired as your supervisor two years ago.
Did you apply for that position?
- Yes, but that's not... - Withdrawn.
Nothing further.
- Redirect, Your Honor.
In your opinion, could Dr. Rudnick's wounds
have been self-inflicted after he killed Ms. Frain?
- Yes, absolutely.
- Thank you. Prosecution rests.
- The defense calls Dr. Carl Rudnick.
Dr. Rudnick, tell the jury in your own words
what happened the night you went to Ms. Frain's apartment.
- She attacked me with a kitchen knife.
There was a struggle.
I killed her accidently in self-defense.
Dr. Yates had brainwashed Susie
into believing I'd been setting him up.
She accused me of tampering with the autopsies of his victims,
which is patently absurd.
He'd operated in several disparate states.
And I made the impertinent mistake of laughing.
- And what did she do?
- She grabbed a knife and attacked me.
I defended myself, resulting in these cuts on my hand and arms.
- Could you step down
and demonstrate how you received those wounds, Dr. Rudnick?
- Objection. Prejudicial.
- What? How will the jury know
what really happened if I can't demonstrate?
- Your Honor, I think a demonstration
could be informative.
- I'll allow it, but don't milk it.
- Is this how she held it?
- Yes. She pulled the knife from the butcher block
and swung it down at me.
- Like this?
- Yes, I fended her off for a moment.
- But she kept coming.
- Unfortunately, I pushed her wrist on the downward swing.
She put her body weight into the thrust,
and momentum drove the knife
into her left thigh.
[breathing shakily]
- Doctor...
do you need a moment?
- No.
I'm fine.
Thank you.
[sighs]
- What happened next?
- Well, when I saw the blood,
I knew it had hit the femoral artery.
I was in shock, uh, bleeding.
I momentarily lost consciousness,
and when I came to, it was too late to save her.
- And then what happened?
- I stitched my cuts,
because I was afraid to go to the hospital.
- Why was that?
- I felt if I went in bleeding,
no one would believe a word I had to say.
- How would you describe your state of mind?
- I was panicking.
That's why I tried to get rid of Susie's body.
I'm not proud of that,
but by then, I felt the whole system had turned against me.
It was fight or flight, and I chose to flee.
- And when you fled, you disguised yourself as a woman.
- Everyone was looking for Carl Rudnick.
No one was looking for Carla.
It seemed to be a good idea at the time.
- Thank you, Doctor.
- Mr. Barba.
- Dr. Rudnick, are you the Deputy Chief Medical Examiner
for Manhattan?
- I was. I believe I'm on leave now.
- As such, you would know exactly how to mimic
defensive wounds, wouldn't you?
- Are you implying that...
- Yes or no. - Yes.
- And you would know how to cut up and dispose of a body.
- An unfortunate area of expertise
for someone accused of murder, but it is mine.
- Did you use a reciprocating saw
and bolt cutter to do so?
People's Exhibit 52...
A receipt for a saw and bolt cutter...
From Home Depot...
paid with Carl Rudnick's American Express card at 11:50
on the night Susie Frain was murdered.
- Yes, luckily, I was able to make it there
before closing time. - Ha.
As you said, you knew exactly what you were doing,
so it is no accident that the one part
of Susie Frain's body,
the piece that could confirm or refute your story,
her left thigh, is the part that's missing.
- Well, you're not suggesting I can control the vagaries
of the tides, are you?
It is my most fervent wish that Susie's limb be found,
because it would prove what I'm saying.
I mean, the angle of the blade's entry
would show her wound was self-inflicted.
- Self-inflicted?
Did she dismember herself too?
- No, obviously I did that.
I didn't know of any other way to get her out of there.
- That was brutal.
- You got some good shots in towards the end of your cross.
- Did I? Two hours... Every time I lunged, he parried.
The longer he was up there, the more the jury liked him.
- How is that possible?
- I don't know... I mean, he's peculiar,
but there's something interesting about him.
It's weird, but at the end of our road trip,
I kind of missed the guy. - You kind of miss...
You missed him? - Yeah.
- I thought you two talked too much.
- Yeah, he does talk.
I mean, he went into the bathroom.
He was alone in the stall. He thought nobody was listening,
and he kept the conversation going alone.
- You know what? He talks during his autopsies too.
He records everything.
I don't know... We might go through them,
see if he let something slip.
They're city property, public records.
- It's worth a shot. Make a night of it, Rollins?
- Caucasian female, late 20s, red hair.
Like so many redheads, less susceptible to anesthesia.
She felt everything that was being done to her.
- I found out why he likes redheads.
That's all I got. - Shh.
I think I got something.
- From an autopsy?
- No, video, and it's not from the morgue.
I'm contacting my lawyer.
I'd like to exercise that right.
- Feel free.
We will wait to continue questioning you
until a lawyer arrives.
[footsteps departing, door closes]
- They can't pin these on you.
Rachel was a crack whore.
And with the green nail polish
and the proximity to Yates' victims...
That's far too much reasonable doubt.
And Lena,
nobody will buy Yates' word.
And my only risk there is Susie.
She's dumb as a post,
but she still can put two and two together.
And if she does...
I suppose I'll have to kill her...
just like the others.
[sighs] Kill them all, Carl...
Whatever it takes.
[door opens]
Rita, it's very good of you to come on such short notice.
- Of course, Carl, but I'm afraid I have some bad news.
- This is clearly inadmissible, Your Honor.
- I understand why you'd like to think that.
Walk me through the provenance and chain of evidence.
How did this fall into your hands?
- We asked Dr. Rudnick to come in for an interview,
and he gave us permission to record it.
- Your Honor, Dr. Rudnick had asked for counsel.
- And when he did, we immediately stopped
questioning him and left the room.
- Yes, but you left the camera on.
- He knew that he was being recorded.
We weren't interrogating him.
This was a spontaneous admission.
Your client talks to himself.
- Not only is this inadmissible under Miranda,
but it's also Brady material
that should have been made available to us.
- It was. A copy of this video
has been in your possession since day one.
You must have stopped watching when we stopped questioning.
- He's right, Mr. Buchanan.
If you turned this off, it's on you.
This is admissible.
- I was simply thinking out loud.
- Carl.
- We'll let the jury determine that.
- You had the recording for the entirety of my ordeal,
and you didn't know it? - Carl.
- Your Honor, I immediately move for new counsel
on the basis of incompetent defense.
- [chuckles] That's your right.
I should caution you, though...
This material is admissible no matter who defends you.
Dr. Rudnick, I understand you'd like to change your plea.
- Yes, Your Honor.
- On the charge of murder in the first degree of Susie Frain,
how do you plead?
- Guilty as charged.
[audience murmuring]
- And to the outstanding charge
of murder in the first degree of Rachel Groves?
- I'm afraid I'm guilty on that one as well.
- Your Honor, at this time,
the prosecution would like to withdraw its charge
of murder in the first degree of Lena Grunwald.
- All right, Counselors, thank you for your time.
And now that justice has been served,
I declare this court adjourned.
[gavel bangs]
- Wait. He gets away with Lena's murder.
- Well, he'll still do 25 to life
for the other two charges.
Maybe you two will be roommates one day.
[chuckles]
- He did it, you know.
Lena... he strangled her to death.
- Her skull was also fractured.
- Strangulation was the cause of death.
Skull fracture was post-mortem.
- You sound pretty sure about that.
- I'm just piecing it together,
but if I had to guess...
Lena was his first time.
Carl screwed up,
and he had to call someone with more experience
to help him finish.
- And how did this person help?
- He probably advised Carl
to keep Lena alive
as long as possible.
Such a waste to have her die so quickly.
- Why are you telling me this now?
- Because I believe when one life ends,
another begins.
You are bringing life into this world
just as I lost my wife and my child.
I feel a connection to you.
You'll be back.
And I will be here.
[wolf howls]