(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.
BEAUTIFUL, HUH?
EVERYTHING'S BEAUTIFUL TO YOU TODAY.
THE WAITRESS, THE HOSTESS.
AH, DON'T START.
YOUR EYEBALLS GOT QUITE A WORKOUT.
SO DID YOUR MOUTH, GUZZLING ALL THOSE MIMOSAS.
AND IN THE BUFFET LINE, YOU--
NO. NO, NO.
I'M NOT GONNA DO THIS.
NOT TODAY.
JANICE...
WILL YOU MARRY ME?
I SAID WILL YOU MARRY ME?
WHO'S OUR FLOATER?
FEMALE, 30s.
I'D SAY SHE'S BEEN IN THE WATER ABOUT 36 HOURS.
BRUISING AROUND THE NECK INDICATES MANUAL STRANGULATION.
THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH US.
PELVIC REGION DOES.
PANTIES TORN,
GENITALS MUTILATED FROM BITING OR CUTTING.
HARD TO SAY TILL I DRY HER OUT.
AND THERE'S ANOTHER TWIST.
HANDS AMPUTATED, MID-ULNA.
THE KILLER DOESN'T WANT US TO I.D. HER.
HE'S ANGRY AND HE'S SMART.
THAT'S A BAD COMBINATION.
LOOK UP ON THE ROOF THERE. I THINK WE GOT COMPANY.
THINK IT'S OUR PERP HANGING AROUND
TO WATCH US SCRATCH OUR HEADS?
SOME CREEPS REALLY GET OFF ON THE ATTENTION.
LET'S GIVE HIM SOME.
[woman screaming]
BASTARD'S ATTACKING SOMEONE ELSE!
GET AWAY FROM THE GIRL!
[screams]
GET AWAY FROM THE GIRL!
DOWN TO THE GROUND! GET ON YOUR KNEES!
ON YOUR KNEES! ON YOUR KNEES!
COME WITH ME. COME WITH ME.
GET DOWN! HANDS ON YOUR HEAD!
(man) WHOA! WAIT, THIS IS A MISTAKE.
POLICE!
DON'T SHOOT ME.
DROP IT! DROP IT!
RELAX! WE'RE JUST MAKIN' A MOVIE.
YOU'VE GOT IT ALL WRONG. HE WASN'T ATTACKING ME.
YOUR SCREAMS SURE FOOLED US.
IT'S CALLED ACTING. WE'RE ACTORS.
ACTORS? YEAH.
ACTORS. AND I'M THE DIRECTOR.
AND I'M A JAMAICAN JET PILOT.
YOU KNOW, I'VE SEEN THESE RAPE-AND-TAPE SCAMS BEFORE.
YOU LURE THE ARAB GIRL OFF THE STREET.
MARTIN "SCORSLEAZY" HERE FILMS THE ATTACK.
SHOWS WHAT HE KNOWS.
ROSIE ISN'T ARAB. SHE'S DOMINICAN.
PRETTY GOOD ACCENT, HUH?
I TOTALLY RESEARCHED THE PART.
GOT THE CLOTHES ON ATLANTIC AVENUE.
YOU WANNA HEAR ME ULULATE?
NO. [ululating]
YOU KNOW WHAT I WANNA HEAR?
HOW YOU CAN SLEEP AT NIGHT MAKING ANTI-MUSLIM RAPE PORN.
PORN?
IT'S ART.
SEX IS DANGEROUS.
I MEAN, AT ITS CORE ITS A POWER STRUGGLE
BETWEEN MEN AND WOMEN.
NOT IF YOU'RE DOING IT RIGHT.
[scoffs]
PEOPLE LOOK TO PORN FOR PROVOCATIVE IMAGERY.
SO...WE PROVOKE.
OKAY, ALL RIGHT.
YOU--PLEASE TELL ME
YOU'RE NOT AS BIG A CLOWN AS YOUR FRIEND THERE.
WELL, HEY, EVERYBODY'S GOT THEIR KINK.
OUR AUDIENCE POPS WOOD FOR A LITTLE FAUX RAPE.
SO WHAT?
FAUX RAPE, MM-HMM.
EITHER ONE OF YOU GENIUSES NOTICE A REAL RAPE AND MURDER
GOING DOWN ON THE STREET?
MURDER?
WE DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING.
NOT A CAR, NOT A PERSON, NOTHING?
THERE WAS A CAB.
IT WAS PARKED DOWN THERE THE LAST COUPLE DAYS.
KIND OF WEIRD, JUST HANGING OUT.
JERK ALMOST RAN US OVER ON SATURDAY WHEN WE WERE UNLOADING.
GET A CAB NUMBER?
MIGHT BE ON MY CAMERA. IF IT STILL WORKS.
IT'S TOO FAR TO SEE THE CAB NUMBER FROM HERE.
BUT...
HE GETS A LOT CLOSER.
COME ON.
[tires screech]
(Stabler) FREEZE IT AND ZOOM IN.
CAB 2X89.
(Benson) EDWARD DEPABLO.
DROP THE SPONGE, STEP AWAY FROM THE BUCKET.
WHAT? WASHING A CAR IS A CRIME NOW?
DESTROYING EVIDENCE IS.
[chuckles] WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, DESTROYING EVIDENCE?
(Benson) WHERE WERE YOU FRIDAY NIGHT, AROUND MIDNIGHT?
SAME PLACE I WAS THE WHOLE WEEKEND.
FLAT ON MY BACK INSIDE.
DAMN SUMMER FLU.
EDDIE! WHO YOU TALKIN' TO?
AH, IT'S THE COPS, HONEY.
MRS. DEPABLO?
CAN YOU VERIFY YOUR HUSBAND'S WHEREABOUTS THIS WEEKEND?
HE WAS ON HIS FAT ASS ON MY COUCH,
BITCHIN' HOW HIS HEAD HURTS.
WHERE WAS THE CAB THIS WEEKEND?
NOBODY DRIVES THIS RIG 'CEPT ME.
I WISH SOMEBODY WOULD.
EVERY MINUTE HE'S LYING AROUND
IS ANOTHER MINUTE WE AIN'T PAYIN' OUR PHONE--
WHICH WE WOULDN'T HAVE
IF YOU WASN'T ON THAT DAMN INTERWEB ALL THE TIME.
ELLIOT, CAB 2X89.
IT'S THE SAME MAKE, IT'S THE SAME MODEL.
BUT THE CAB IN THE VIDEO HAS NO DAMAGE.
THIS ONE HAS A RUSTY FENDER.
(Stabler) WE'VE GOT TWO CABS WITH THE SAME NUMBER.
STRING OF RAPES IN BROOKLYN, QUEENS, AND THE BRONX
LAST 18 MONTHS BY A GUY DRIVING WHAT APPEARS TO BE
THE SAME CAB.
NO VICTIM DESCRIPTIONS,
NO FLUID OR FIBERS LEFT BEHIND.
SO HE BOUNCES FROM BOROUGH TO BOROUGH
BEFORE THE COPS CATCH HIM.
GUY KNOWS HOW TO BE A GHOST.
BATTERY PARK'S THE PERFECT PLACE TO BUST HIS CHERRY
IN MANHATTAN.
IT'S A LONG WALK TO THE NEAREST SUBWAY.
THERE'S A LOT OF SHOPS AND BARS NEARBY.
IN OTHER WORDS, LOTS OF TIPSY VICTIMS.
YOU TWO CANVASS AROUND WHERE THE CAB WAS PARKED.
SEE WHAT YOU CAN FIND:
CIGARETTE BUTT, FOOD, TRASH--ANYTHING.
LIV, ELLIOT,
SEE IF THE LAST LIVING VICTIM
CAN GIVE US ANYTHING MORE ABOUT HOW THIS SCUMBAG OPERATES.
(woman) IT WAS MY BIRTHDAY.
THE BAR'S ONLY FOUR BLOCKS FROM HERE,
SO...AROUND MIDNIGHT I...
SAID GOOD NIGHT TO EVERYONE
AND STARTED WALKING HOME.
THE POLICE REPORT SAID THAT YOU WERE CARRYING SOME BAGS.
JUST A FEW PRESENTS.
BUT THEN IT STARTED RAINING.
AND OUT OF NOWHERE, THIS CAB SHOWS UP.
I WAS CROSSING THE STREET,
AND SUDDENLY I WAS IN HIS HEADLIGHTS.
COULDN'T SEE HIS FACE?
I WAS BLINDED.
SAID HE'D GIVE ME A HALF FARE.
AND BEFORE I KNEW IT, HE GRABBED MY BAGS
AND I WAS IN HIS CAR.
AND YOU CAN'T DESCRIBE HIM AT ALL?
HAIR COLOR, ANY DISTINGUISHING MARKS?
NO.
[crying]
HE TOLD ME TO... LIE DOWN IN THE BACK SEAT
AND TURN OVER.
THEN HE WAS IN THE BACK.
ON TOP OF ME.
IN ME.
AND THE WHOLE TIME,
HE HAD HIS...
HAND AROUND MY NECK.
SAYING IF I EVEN LOOKED AT HIM,
HE WOULD CHOKE THE LIFE OUT OF ME.
AND I WISH HE HAD.
[cell phone ringing]
IT'S THE M.E.'S OFFICE.
EXCUSE ME.
DID THIS GUY KILL SOMEONE?
WE BELIEVE THAT HE'S ESCALATED.
[crying]
OH, MY GOD!
LISTEN, YOU'RE HERE.
AND YOU'RE ALIVE.
GOOD NEWS.
SOMEWHAT.
WE'LL TAKE WHATEVER YOU GOT.
SHE MAY HAVE BEEN RAPED,
BUT THE GENITAL MUTILATION
LOOKS LIKE IT WAS MARINE ORGANISMS
FEEDING ON SOFT TISSUE.
SEVERAL SPECIES, PROBABLY, INCLUDING
A JUVENILE ANGUILLA ROSTRADA.
(Benson) YOU SURE?
IT WAS STILL ON THE JOB.
ALSO...I DON'T THINK
THE PERP AMPUTATED HER HANDS.
THESE BREAKS DON'T INDICATE A STRAIGHT, FINE-EDGED BLADE.
WHATEVER DID THAT IS BLUNTER.
AND MORE CURVED.
AND DELIVERED A HELL OF A LOT MORE FORCE THAN A HUMAN CAN.
LIKE A BOAT PROPELLER.
EXACTLY.
MAYBE SHE FELL OFF ONE OF THOSE BOOZE CRUISES
THAT DEPART FROM THE MARINA.
(Benson) OR SHE WAS DUMPED.
THAT ALL YOU GOT?
WOULD I HAVE DRAGGED YOU ALL THE WAY DOWN HERE IF IT WAS?
THE CARBON-14 LEVELS IN THE LENS OF HER EYE
GAVE ME A PRECISE FIX ON HER AGE.
35 YEARS, FOUR MONTHS.
SOMETHING WEIRD ABOUT THAT?
ONLY THAT SHE HAS THE BONES
OF A 60-YEAR-OLD.
THE FRACTURES ALONG HER ULNA
SHOW A LOT MORE SHATTER THAN YOU'D EXPECT
EVEN FROM A PROPELLER.
STILL DOESN'T TELL US WHO SHE IS.
HER TEETH MAY BE GETTING US CLOSER.
I'M SEEING SEVERAL AREAS OF UNCORRECTED
MAXILLARY MALOCCLUSION.
ANY AMERICAN DENTIST WORTH HIS SALT
WOULD HAVE LOBBIED FOR BRACES.
A LACK OF FLUORIDATED WATER WOULD EXPLAIN
THE NUMBER OF OLD CAVITIES.
MY BET: SHE'S EUROPEAN.
WELL, IF SHE ENTERED THE COUNTRY LEGALLY,
STATE SHOULD HAVE HER THUMBPRINT AND HER RETINAL SCAN ON FILE.
THINK WE MISSED THE BOAT WITH THE THUMB.
SHE STILL HAS ONE GOOD EYEBALL.
CALL US WHEN YOU GOT A NAME.
HEY, YOU FIND ANYTHING WHERE THE CAB WAS PARKED?
JUST THE USUAL HUMAN DETRITUS
SEARCHING FOR MEANING IN A MEANINGLESS UNIVERSE.
OH, YEAH, FIN FOUND WHAT MIGHT BE OUR BAD GUY'S WHIZ.
CABBIE'S GOTTA GO SOMETIME.
THERE'S NO DNA IN URINE.
THERE IS IF SKIN CELLS ARE FLOATING IN IT.
YOU EVER TRY TO TAKE A LEAK IN ONE OF THESE THINGS?
GOTTA WORK HARD.
IT'S A TIGHT FIT.
WARNER GOT A HIT OFF THE URINE SAMPLE.
CREDIT WHERE CREDIT IS DUE.
IT WAS FIN AND HIS EXHAUSTIVE KNOWLEDGE OF THE HUMAN PENIS.
I WANT YOU TO MEET ORLANDO MCTEER.
FORMER DRIVER FOR MIDTOWN CAB.
DID TIME UPSTATE FOR AGGRAVATED RAPE.
PAROLED A YEAR AND A HALF AGO.
THAT'S THE SAME TIME THE CABBIE RAPIST
BEGAN STRIKING.
SO WE GOT THE CREEP'S DNA FROM HIS PEE,
BUT WE DON'T HAVE DNA FROM ANY VICTIM TO MATCH IT TO.
SO, IN LEGAL PARLANCE, WE GOT SQUAT.
WELL, WE KNOW WHERE HE HANGS OUT.
WE KNOW THAT HE PREFERS BLONDES CARRYING PACKAGES.
LET'S SAY WE CATCH HIM IN THE ACT,
TURN THE CASE FROM CIRCUMSTANTIAL TO SOLID.
LET'S GO DANGLE SOME BAIT.
NEED A CAB, MISS?
NO, THANK YOU.
OH, A PRETTY LADY LIKE YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE TO WALK.
TELL YOU WHAT--HALF FARE.
LET ME HELP YOU WITH THOSE BAGS.
[handcuffs snap]
WHAT THE HELL?
JUST NEVER KNOW WHO YOU'RE GONNA PICK UP,
HUH, MCTEER?
(man) YOU EVEN LOOK AT ME,
I'LL CHOKE THE LIFE OF YOU.
(second man) YOU EVEN LOOK AT ME, I'LL CHOKE THE LIFE OUT OF YOU.
THAT'S HIM!
YOU SURE? THERE ARE THERE MORE IN THERE.
HE'S THE ONE WHO RAPED ME. I KNOW HIS VOICE.
I'LL ALWAYS KNOW IT.
I'M TELLING YOU, I DIDN'T RAPE ANYONE.
HMM, WHO DO WE BELIEVE--
THE WOMAN WHO JUST ID'D HIM--
OR A CONVICTED RAPIST DRIVING AN ILLEGAL CAB?
YEAH, OKAY, I FAKED A MEDALLION,
BUT THAT'S ONLY BECAUSE NO REAL COMPANY WOULD HIRE ME.
BUT, LADY, I DIDN'T MEAN YOU NO HARM, I SWEAR.
WELL, YOU CAN SWEAR ALL YOU WANT.
THE JURY'S GONNA CONVICT YOU BASED ON YOUR RECORD.
AND IT'S NOT GONNA BE A NICKEL LIKE BEFORE.
YOU'RE LOOKING AT 25 TO LIFE, SO...
BYE-BYE, PAL.
OKAY!
OKAY....
I RAPED THAT GIRL.
THE OTHER ONES TOO.
BUT I SWEAR TO GOD, I DIDN'T KILL ANYONE.
PROVE IT.
YOU SAID THAT GIRL DIED ON FRIDAY NIGHT?
I WASN'T IN THE CITY FRIDAY NIGHT.
I WASN'T EVEN IN THE STATE.
I WAS IN PENNSYLVANIA VISITING MY OLD MAN.
LIKE THE FATHER'S NOT GONNA ALIBI HIS SON.
YOU DON'T NEED HIM.
HE WENT TO BED EARLY,
AND I WENT OUT.
IN MY CAB.
I PICKED A GIRL UP OUTSIDE THE MALL.
I HELPED HER WITH HER BAGS, AND THEN...
I DID THINGS TO HER.
SAID THAT IF SHE TOLD ANYONE,
I WOULD COME TO HER HOME AND GET HER.
I TOOK HER LICENSE. I STILL HAVE IT.
GO FIND HER.
SHE'LL TELL YOU WHAT I DID TO HER.
BUSHKILL P.D. FOUND THE VICTIM.
SHE CONFIRMS IT ALL.
THE MALL PICKUP, THE THREAT.
EVEN SAYS SHE SCRATCHED HIM.
SO HE'S A RAPIST, BUT NOT A KILLER.
GREAT, SO BROOKLYN, QUEENS, THE BRONX,
AND, UH, PENNSYLVANIA ALL CLEAR THEIR CASES.
YEAH, WE'RE BACK TO SQUARE ONE.
NOT EXACTLY.
THAT RETINAL SCAN PANNED OUT.
OUR DEAD WOMAN'S NAME IS MARGA JANTZEN.
AND THE REASON SHE HAD SUCH LOW BONE DENSITY--
PROLONGED EXPOSURE TO MICROGRAVITY.
WHERE'D SHE GET EXPOSED TO THAT?
IN OUTER SPACE.
MS. JANTZEN WAS AN ASTRONAUT.
AND OUR EXPERIMENTS IN LONG-TERM SPACE EXPOSURE UP HERE
WILL HELP US TO LIVE MORE SAFELY WHEN WE GO BACK TO THE MOON.
MARGA JANTZEN, NATIVE OF BELGIUM.
LUNAR SCIENTISTS FOR THE EUROPEAN SPACE AGENCY.
MARGA GAVE WEEKLY SCIENCE LESSONS
TO SCHOOL KIDS AROUND THE GLOBE.
THIS IS LAST JUNE ABOARD THE I.S.S.,
WHERE SHE LIVED FOR 207 DAYS
BEFORE RETURNING ON THE ATLANTA SHUTTLE.
FROM OUTER SPACE TO OUR MORGUE.
THAT'S ABOUT AS HARD A LANDING AS YOU CAN GET.
THOSE KIDS ARE GONNA BE DEVASTATED.
(Hagen) THEY'RE NOT THE ONLY ONES.
BELGIAN CONSULATE IS ASKING FOR THE RELEASE OF HER BODY
SO IT CAN LIE IN STATE IN BRUSSELS.
THEY MAKING ANY NOISE ABOUT US DOING THE INVESTIGATION?
I REMINDED THEM NYPD HAS JURISDICTION.
BUT IF WE DON'T CLOSE THIS FAST,
THEY CAN MAKE A FORMAL REQUEST TO THE STATE DEPARTMENT.
THE WOMAN SPENT SIX MONTHS LOCKED IN A TIN CAN
IN OUTER SPACE,
AND THEN SHE DOESN'T GO HOME TO BELGIUM.
WHAT'S SHE DOING HERE?
SHE WAS GIVING A SPEECH
AT A WEEK-LONG SPACE SYMPOSIUM
AT THE NEW YORK HALL OF SCIENCE.
(Stabler) BACK TO THE MOON. I LIKE THE SOUND OF THAT.
I'VE ALWAYS BEEN AMBIVALENT ABOUT THE SPACE PROGRAM.
BILLIONS OF DOLLARS SPENT, AND WHAT DO WE GET OUT OF IT?
TANG? SATELLITE NETWORK. HEART PUMP TECHNOLOGY.
BESIDES, EVERY KID NEEDS A REAL HERO.
I KNOW I ALWAYS WANTED TO BE AN ASTRONAUT.
HI, EXCUSE ME-- WE'RE LOOKING FOR
THE ASSOCIATE ADMINISTRATOR FOR SPACE FLIGHT.
WE UNDERSTAND HE'S AT THE CONFERENCE TODAY.
ADMINISTRATOR HARKIN'S ON THE DAIS AT THE MOMENT.
IT'S IMPORTANT.
WELL, IF THAT ISN'T THE SORRIEST DAMN EXCUSE
FOR A MARINE I EVER SAW.
LIKE I CAME ALL THE WAY OUT HERE
TO HAVE SOME DEVIL DOG PISS ON MY LEG.
COLONEL, HOW ARE YOU? ELLIOT STABLER.
HOW THE HELL ARE YOU? HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN?
HUH? TOO DAMN LONG, HUH?
WELL, THAT'S ENOUGH ABOUT US.
WHO IS THIS GORGEOUS WOMAN?
THIS IS DETECTIVE OLIVIA BENSON.
COLONEL RICHARD FINLEY, MARINE CORPS TEST PILOT.
LEGENDARY ASTRONAUT FOR APOLLO,
SKYLAB, HALF A DOZEN SHUTTLE FLIGHTS.
JEEZ, KID, DON'T LAY IT ON SO THICK, HUH?
IT IS A PLEASURE, OLIVIA.
THE PLEASURE IS MINE.
NOW, YOU'VE BEEN MY PARTNER FOR, WHAT TEN YEARS,
AND YOU'VE NEVER ONCE TOLD ME THAT YOU KNOW AN ASTRONAUT.
OH, LIKE I NEED THE COMPETITION.
WELL, LOOKS LIKE YOU'RE DOING JUST FINE TO ME.
SO WHAT BRINGS YOU TWO OUT HERE?
UH, BAD NEWS.
ONE OF THE CREW MEMBERS ON THE I.S.S.
WAS FOUND DEAD YESTERDAY, MARGARET JANTZEN.
OH, NO. HOW DID SHE--
SHE WAS MURDERED.
GOOD LORD.
ADMINISTRATOR HARKIN IS COMING OVER NOW
TO TALK TO US.
YEAH, ED'S A GOOD MAN. HE'LL HELP YOU OUT.
THE WHOLE AGENCY WILL.
BUT, UH, YOU KNOW, I'D BE GLAD TO RUN POINT FOR YOU.
GREASE SOME WHEELS.
ANYTHING YOU CAN DO, WE'D APPRECIATE IT.
LIKE IF YOU KNOW OF ANYBODY WHO'D WANT TO HARM MS. JANTZEN.
NOT A SOUL.
MARGARET WAS A HELL OF A GAL.
ALTHOUGH I DID HEAR ABOUT AN ARGUMENT
BETWEEN HER AND ANDY IN THE HOTEL BAR
THE OTHER NIGHT.
ANDY'S MARGARET'S HUSBAND?
WELL, GIRLFRIEND, ACTUALLY.
SHE'S A SEGMENT PRODUCER
AT THE NBC AFFILIATE IN HOUSTON.
[gasps]
IT'S HER.
WAIT!
WHERE'S HER NECKLACE?
SHE HAD ONE JUST LIKE MINE.
UM...
WE ONLY RECOVERED EARRINGS.
NO, I HAD MATCHING NECKLACES MADE
WHILE SHE WAS IN SPACE.
I GAVE MARGA HERS THE MOMENT SHE LANDED.
SHE SAID SHE'D NEVER TAKE IT OFF.
WE HEARD YOU TWO ARGUED AT THE HOTEL.
NO, NOT REALLY. I--I ARGUED.
SHE JUST APOLOGIZED.
(Benson) FOR WHAT?
LAST APRIL, BEFORE LAUNCH,
MARGA SAID WE'D GO ON VACATION TOGETHER
WHEN SHE GOT BACK.
I--GOT A RENTAL CAR
AND BOOKED A LODGE UPSTATE.
WE WERE GONNA LEAVE FIRST THING SATURDAY.
FRIDAY NIGHT, SHE CHANGED HER MIND?
SHE SAID SHE WANTED TO BE ALONE.
I TRIED TO CONVINCE HER.
SHE JUST LEFT ME THERE IN THE LOBBY.
SAID SHE WAS GOING OUTSIDE FOR A WALK.
AT MIDNIGHT?
[crying]
THAT WAS MARGA.
NIGHTTIME WALKS ALWAYS HELPED HER TO CLEAR HER HEAD.
BUT WHY WOULD SHE SUDDENLY BAIL?
[sighs]
MARGA WAS FREAKED OUT ABOUT SOME KIND OF...
INCIDENT THAT HAPPENED ON ORBIT
WITH ANOTHER ASTRONAUT.
SHE RAN INTO THE GUY AT THE SYMPOSIUM.
(Stabler) COLONEL.
DO YOU KNOW ABOUT A NECKLACE THAT MARGA JANTZEN WORE?
NECKLACE? NO.
BUT YOU KNOW ABOUT THE INCIDENT ON THE SPACE STATION?
THAT YOU FORGOT TO TELL US ABOUT.
EXCUSE ME.
THE AGENCY DOESN'T NEED ANOTHER
ASTRONAUT-IN-A-DIAPER STORY.
YEAH, THERE WAS A SCARE ON ORBIT LAST MONTH
WITH A FELLOW NAMED LANCE CORLISS,
A PAYLOAD SPECIALIST.
THIS IS HIM.
WHAT HAPPENED?
WELL, CORLISS WAS ON HIS ASS FROM THE GET-GO.
SPACE SICKNESS.
HE GOT DEHYDRATED,
STARTED BEHAVING ERRATICALLY.
WELL, THAT'S NOT A GOOD THING 200 MILES ABOVE EARTH
IN A SMALL TUBE.
YEAH, AND THE DOCS IN HOUSTON
OKAYED MARGA TO GIVE HIM A SEDATIVE.
BUT THEN THERE WAS A FAILURE
IN ONE OF THE SOLAR ARRAYS,
AND THEY LOST POWER IN SEVERAL MODULES.
SO CORLISS FLIPPED OUT.
HE HAD A TOTAL BREAKDOWN.
DELUSIONS, PARANOIA.
ACCUSING MARGA OF TRYING TO KILL HIM.
WELL, CORLISS WILL NEVER FLY AGAIN.
HE'S BEEN BANNED FROM THE POST-FLIGHT JUNKET
AND THE SYMPOSIUM THING, ALL OF IT.
WE THINK THAT HE CAME ANYWAY
AND FOUND MARGA HERE FRIDAY.
OH, JEEZ.
COLONEL, WE NEED TO FIND CORLISS--NOW.
(man) DICK, I DIDN'T KILL MARGA.
SO WHY ARE THEY ACCUSING ME?
JUST ANSWER THEIR QUESTIONS, CORLISS.
BUT I DIDN'T KILL HER.
YOU CAME BACK TO NEW YORK AFTER YOU WERE ORDERED NOT TO.
YOU TRACKED MARGA DOWN AT THE SYMPOSIUM.
I HAD THE CHANCE OF A LIFETIME...
TO FLY IN SPACE.
AND I BLEW IT.
I RUINED EVERYTHING.
THAT'S WHY I CAME BACK HERE...
TO TELL HER I WAS SORRY.
WELL, YOU FREAKED HER OUT.
I KNOW.
BUT SHE KEPT COOL, JUST LIKE ON ORBIT.
NO WONDER NASA WAS TRYING TO POACH HER FROM THE ESA,
GET HER TO HOUSTON FULL TIME.
SO YOU WEREN'T AT THE HOTEL FRIDAY NIGHT AROUND MIDNIGHT?
I WAS RIGHT HERE.
FROM 9:00 ON.
EVERY DAY SINCE.
I GOT NOTHING TO GO BACK TO HOUSTON FOR.
YOU THINK I WANT MY WIFE AND KIDS
TO HAVE A SCREW-UP LIKE ME AROUND?
ASK EDDIE.
HE'LL TELL YOU I WAS HERE.
YEAH, HE WAS HERE.
ANOTHER SUSPECT BITES THE DUST.
I GOTTA SAY, I'M GLAD IT WASN'T ONE OF MINE.
SO WHAT NOW?
WELL, I WAS THINKING
YOU SHOULD READ SOME OF THE MAIL WE GET.
YOU KNOW, MOSTLY FAN LETTERS.
SOME OF IT'S KIND OF WEIRD, LIKE THREATS AND STUFF.
WHERE'S THE MAIL?
IT'S IN HOUSTON.
BUT I CAN HAVE IT ON A T-38 AT ELLINGTON FIELD
IN A COUPLE OF HOURS AND BE HERE TOMORROW.
SO, IN THE MEANTIME...
WELL, I DON'T KNOW, ABOUT YOU TWO,
BUT, UH, I'M WITH CORLISS.
I COULD USE A DRINK.
SO I'M AT THE MOUSETRAP IN COCO BEACH,
HAVIN' A BEER WITH PETE CONRAD,
WHEN ONE OF THE LITTLE BAR GALS COMES UP TO US
AND IS CRYIN', AND SHE SAYS NIXON
JUST CANCELED THE LAST THREE APOLLO FLIGHTS.
WHICH MEANS I JUST LOST MY RIDE TO THE MOON.
SO WHAT'D YOU DO?
WELL, I...ORDERED ANOTHER BEER.
[chuckles]
BUT YOU STILL GOT TO FLY IN SPACE.
OLIVIA, YOU'RE TALKING TO THE LUCKIEST GUY IN THE PROGRAM.
YOU KNOW, I FLEW SKYLAB, A.L.T.
I'M TIED FOR THE MOST SHUTTLE FLIGHTS.
BUT, YOU KNOW, STILL...
EVERY TIME I LOOK UP AT THE NIGHT SKY,
I THINK...WHAT I REALLY WANTED TO DO BACK THEN
WAS GO TO THE MOON.
COLONEL FINLEY IS HEADING UP NASA'S LUNAR RETURN
IN 2018.
AND I WOULD HAVE BEEN THE YOUNGEST GUY
BACK IN '74-- NOW I'M THE OLDEST.
BUT, YOU KNOW,
AS LONG AS I GET THERE, IT'S ALL GOOD.
SO HOW'D YOU TWO MEET, ANYWAY?
COLONEL, UH, DICK,
WENT TO THE SAME HIGH SCHOOL I DID OUT IN BAYSIDE.
I REMEMBER... THIS HUGE PICTURE OF HIM--
IT'S STILL THERE-- IN THE SCHOOL TROPHY CASE.
HE'S GOT A SILVER FLIGHT SUIT ON,
AND IT'S WHEN YOU FLEW THE X-15.
IT'S ALL ANCIENT HISTORY.
SO MY SENIOR YEAR, DICK'S COMING BY
TO GIVE A SPEECH TO THE WHOLE SCHOOL.
AND THE STUDENT CLASS PRESIDENT'S GONNA GO OUT
AND PICK HIM UP AT THE AIRPORT.
[chuckles]
AND I PAID HIM OFF TO GET SICK THAT DAY,
AND I WENT OUT INSTEAD AND PICKED HIM UP.
SO, DICK, YOU GOT EL INTO THE MARINES.
NOT THE TATTOO, THOUGH.
BACK THEN, THIS WAS A CRAZY KID.
LIV, YOU GOT A SECOND?
UH, YEAH.
EXCUSE ME.
WHAT'S UP?
SOMEBODY'S BEEN HITTING ATMs IN MIDTOWN.
SO... HMM?
DICK, I'M MARRIED.
NEVER STOPPED ME.
YOU GOT THE FOUR DIVORCES TO PROVE IT.
[laughs]
EL, SOMEBODY'S HITTING ATMs
IN MIDTOWN USING MARGA'S CREDIT CARD.
JUST SHOWED UP AT A GAS STATION THREE BLOCKS FROM HERE.
YOU MIND IF AN OLD MARINE TAGS ALONG?
UH...YOUR CALL.
YOU CAN NEVER HAVE TOO MANY.
LOOK, THE STUPID PUMP WON'T TAKE IT,
SO JUST RUN IT ON THE REGISTER
AND GIVE ME THE CASH BACK.
I TOLD YOU, YOU DON'T LOOK LIKE A MUGGER
AND YOU DON'T HAVE I.D.
DAMN IT!
PUT TWO BUCKS ON PUMP THREE AND GO TO HELL.
HEY, POLICE.
PUT THAT DOWN. GET AWAY FROM THE CAR.
WHAT'D I DO?
SHUT UP AND PUT YOUR HANDS AGAINST THE POST.
[coughs]
STAY RIGHT THERE.
MATCHES.
AND METH.
SURPRISE OF ALL SURPRISES.
KID'S A WALKIN' PHARMACY.
HEY, NONE OF THAT BELONGS TO ME.
I'M SURE IT DOESN'T.
ELLIOT!
UHH!
ONCE A MARINE, ALWAYS A MARINE.
HELLOOO.
[sniffles]
SOMEONE GONNA COME AND TALK TO ME?
I CAN HEAR YOU WATCHING ME!
YOOHOO! COME IN, CALCUTTA!
WHERE'D THIS GUY BEAM DOWN FROM?
PLANET METHAMPHETAMINE,
ALONG WITH MARGA'S CREDIT CARD.
WE SURE HE UNDERSTOOD MIRANDA?
HE SEEMED TO.
I WANT ANYTHING WE GET FROM HIM
ABOUT HER MURDER TO STICK.
WELL, IT'D ALSO BE NICE TO KNOW WHO HE IS
SINCE HE WON'T GIVE US HIS NAME.
HIS PRINTS SPEAK LOUD AND CLEAR.
VINCENT BECKWITH.
12 ARRESTS OVER THREE YEARS.
POSSESSION, BURGLARY, SELLING STOLEN GOODS.
ALL A FAR CRY FROM MURDER.
WELL, HOW ABOUT A RESTRAINING ORDER,
A CONVICTION FOR SECOND-DEGREE MENACING,
TWO SEPARATE VICTIMS.
OKAY, SO IT SOUNDS LIKE VINCE HAS A PROBLEM FIXATING ON WOMEN.
AND IF HE'S LOCKED ONTO MARGA,
MAYBE WE CAN FIND SOME LOVE LETTERS FROM HIM
IN DICK'S BATCH OF MAIL.
(Cragen) MUNCH, GO THROUGH IT.
HUANG'S ALREADY ON HIS WAY HERE TO HELP.
COLONEL, IF YOU COULD LEND A HAND,
SEE IF YOU RECOGNIZE ANYBODY.
ANYTHING I CAN DO.
OKAY, WE'RE GONNA TAKE A RUN AT ROCKET MAN.
VINCE, YOU READY TO JOIN US HERE ON EARTH
TO ANSWER SOME QUESTIONS?
WELL, HOW 'BOUT YOU ANSWER FOR THIS!
ONE OF YOU PIGS SLUGGED ME, AND I WANT HIS NAME
AND BADGE NUMBER.
WHO SAYS IT WAS A HE?
ACTUALLY, VINCE, IT WASN'T A COP.
AND HE DOESN'T HAVE A BADGE,
SO, IN A WAY, IT DIDN'T HAPPEN.
SEE HOW EASY THAT WAS?
NOW TELL US ABOUT THE WOMAN YOU STOLE THE CREDIT CARD FROM.
WOMAN? I DON'T KNOW ANY WOMAN.
EROTOMANIA IS DIFFERENT FROM OTHER STALKING DISORDERS.
INSTEAD OF FIXATING ON AN EX-LOVER
OR A WORK ACQUAINTANCE,
THE EROTOMANIAC BECOMES CONVINCED
THAT HE'S LOVED BY A CELEBRITY.
IT'S RARELY SEXUAL.
IT'S MORE OF AN OBSESSION
WITH AN IMAGINARY SHARED DESTINY.
WELL, IS THERE ANYTHING WE SHOULD BE LOOKING FOR
BESIDES THE NAME VINCE BECKWITH?
UH, THREAT LANGUAGE.
ANYTHING WITH A SPECIFIC DATE,
OR OWNING A WEAPON.
YOU KNOW, I'M NOT SURPRISED YOU JET JOCKEYS
GET ALL THIS.
THE MOON HAS LONG BEEN THOUGHT TO INFLUENCE BEHAVIOR.
THE WORD LUNACY COMES FROM THE LATIN LUNATICUS.
LITERALLY: MOON SICK.
WELL, ME, I'LL TAKE THE OBVIOUS NUT
OVER THE JOKER WHO THINKS WE NEVER WENT THERE.
WELL, THERE'S A LOT OF PEOPLE
WHO THINK THOSE JOKERS ARE TELLING THE TRUTH.
YEAH, WELL, BUZZ ALDRIN HAD THE RIGHT IDEA, YOU KNOW.
WHEN SOME JOKER TRIED TO LAY THAT CRAP ON HIM,
BUZZ JUST PUNCHED HIM RIGHT IN THE NOSE.
HERE'S ONE.
TO MARGA.
MARGA WHO?
JANTZEN. SHE'S BEEN ALL OVER THE NEWS.
MY CABLE'S OUT.
MAYBE YOU REMEMBER STRANGLING HER FRIDAY NIGHT
OUTSIDE THE ARGUS HOTEL.
WELL, I AIN'T BEEN ANYWHERE NEAR THE ARGUS.
SO YOU DIDN'T STEAL HER CREDIT CARD
AND TOSS HER PURSE INTO A DUMPSTER?
PURSE?
I FOUND THAT CARD ON THE STREET IN MIDTOWN!
FINDERS KEEPERS, RIGHT?
THAT'S ENOUGH, VINCENT.
NO MORE QUESTIONS.
WHO SENT YOU, MS. WALSH?
MY FRIGGIN' DAD.
I'M COUNSEL FOR BECKWITH AND SONS.
VINCENT'S FATHER RECOGNIZED HIM ON LAST NIGHT'S NEWS,
AND HE HOPES THAT WE CAN CLEAR THIS UP
AND FORESTALL ANY FURTHER PUBLICITY.
BECKWITH AND SONS, THE AUCTION HOUSE?
I'M THE FAMILY EMBARRASSMENT.
WHO'S BEING HELD ON SUSPICION OF MURDER.
FOR WHICH YOU HAVE PRECISELY ZERO EVIDENCE,
AND FROM WHAT I OVERHEARD,
YOU CAN'T EVEN LINK HIM TO THE VICTIM.
THAT'S BECAUSE WE'RE TRYING TO LINK HIM TO REALITY FIRST.
GO SCREW YOURSELF! VINCENT, BE QUIET.
YOU TOO, BITCH!
I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP OR MY DAD'S, ALL RIGHT?
TELL ME SOMETHING GOOD, FIN.
HOW 'BOUT I FOUND MARGA'S MISSING NECKLACE.
PRETTY DECENT PRINT ON IT TOO.
ANYONE THERE RECALL WHO PAWNED IT?
YEAH, THE OWNER SAYS HE DOES.
CAN YOU SEND ME A PIC?
OH, YEAH.
THE ONLY PERSON
MY OLD MAN CARES ABOUT IS HIMSELF!
SO PULL YOUR HEAD OUT OF HIS ASS, LADY!
HEY, VINCE. WHAT?!
SAY CHEESE.
VINCE...
WILL YOU SHUT UP?
LIV, HE SAYS IT'S HIM.
THANKS, FIN.
GET IT TO CSU TO VERIFY THE PRINT.
WELL, WELL, VINCE.
SO YOU'RE STILL SAYING THAT YOU DON'T KNOW OUR VICTIM?
BECAUSE WE FOUND THE NECKLACE
THAT YOU SNATCHED OFF HER NECK WITH YOUR FINGERPRINT ON IT.
[clears throat]
MY CLIENT WILL FULLY COOPERATE
WITH THIS INVESTIGATION IN EXCHANGE
FOR CERTAIN CONCESSIONS.
SO YOU ADMIT TO PAWNING THE NECKLACE?
YEAH, BUT I DIDN'T STEAL IT.
I FOUND IT WITH THE PURSE THAT WAS IN THAT DUMPSTER.
AND I SURE AS HELL AIN'T A KILLER.
YOU'RE A STALKER.
AN UNFORTUNATE MISUNDERSTANDING
WITH A GIRLFRIEND AND A FORMER COUNSELOR.
VINCENT'S ACTIONS WEREN'T PRUDENT.
BUT HE HARBORS NO ANIMOSITY TOWARD WOMEN.
I CAN HELP.
YOU CAN HELP? HOW?
JUST BEFORE I DOVE THE DUMPSTER,
SOMEONE RAN PAST AND THREW THE PURSE IN.
A GUY WEARING A BASEBALL HAT.
AND YOU DIDN'T MENTION THIS BEFORE BECAUSE...
HE'S MENTIONING IT NOW,
SO IF YOU BRING IN A REAL SUSPECT,
HE CAN IDENTIFY HIM.
DICK FOUND AN INTERESTING NEW CANDIDATE.
ANTON THIBODEAUX, MARGA'S NUMBER ONE FAN.
THE GUY'S PRETTY WELL KNOWN AROUND J.S.C.
HE GOT BUSTED LAST YEAR FOR TRESPASSING IN FLORIDA
OUTSIDE THE ASTRONAUT HALL OF FAME.
THIS ONE SAYS, "SEE YOU IN NEW YORK, MARGA.
LOVE, ANTON."
SAW HIM OUTSIDE OUR HOTEL ON FRIDAY.
THINK HE'S STILL THERE?
NOT SINCE HER DEATH, BUT I KNOW WHERE HE WILL BE.
(Stabler) CAN YOU DESCRIBE THE GUY?
SIX-FOOT-PLUS, BEARD,
DEFINITE WEIRDO VIBE.
LET ME TAKE A WILD GUESS.
YEAH, THAT'S THIBODEAUX.
ALL RIGHT, YOU GO LEFT, I'LL GO RIGHT.
AND THIS TIME, IF HE BOLTS, DON'T PUNCH HIM.
HEY, YOU GUYS SEEN THIS?
THOSE ARE THE THREE ASTRONAUTS.
THE APOLLO ONES. I GOT ALL THREE OF 'EM.
I GOT 'EM.
THAT'S WORTH A LOT OF MONEY, YOU KNOW.
HEY, HEY, YOU GUYS.
YOU EVER SEEN THESE GUYS?
THIS IS-- THAT'S GUS GRISHAM.
HE WENT UP IN FLAMES.
I GOT NEIL ARMSTRONG. HE SPELLED IT N-I-E.
BUT I THINK HE SPELLED IT WRONG.
UH...WELL.
COLONEL FINLEY.
WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG?
OH, I KNEW YOU PEOPLE WOULD FIND ME
THE MOMENT I HEARD THE AWFUL NEWS.
YOU DO KNOW THAT...
I SAW MARGA THE NIGHT THAT SHE WAS KILLED.
YOU--YOU ADMIT YOU WERE AT THE HOTEL.
WELL, OF COURSE.
PLEASE. SIT.
SIT.
WE TALKED.
SHE SIGNED MY BOOK.
LOOK, I HAVE IT RIGHT HERE.
I HAVE ALL THE ASTRONAUTS.
I HAVE MANY OF THE COSMONAUTS TOO.
RIGHT HERE.
BUT MARGA AND I...
WELL, WE CORRESPONDED REGULARLY.
WELL, I-I KNOW THAT YOU... WROTE TO HER.
DID SHE WRITE YOU BACK?
WELL, NO.
NO, OF COURSE NOT.
NO, NO, SHE WAS VERY, VERY BUSY.
SHE WAS ALWAYS UP THERE DOING VERY IMPORTANT WORK.
WORK THAT I OBVIOUSLY CAN'T TALK TO YOU ABOUT
BECAUSE YOU DON'T HAVE THE PROPER CLEARANCES.
NO OFFENSE. OH, NONE TAKEN.
WELL...MARGA AND I WERE...
WE WERE VERY, VERY CLOSE.
I WROTE HER 33 LETTERS THIS LAST YEAR.
I DON'T--I DON'T WRITE ON THE EMAIL.
'CAUSE I DON'T TRUST THE EMAIL.
SHE WAS...
SHE WAS MY GOOD FRIEND.
WELL, WHAT DO YOU THINK, DOC?
HE FITS THE DESCRIPTION
OF A MALE IN A BALL CAP.
STALKERS BECOME VIOLENT WHEN THEY'RE REJECTED.
THE WAY THAT HE TELLS IT,
MARGA TREATED HIM WITH RESPECT.
HE'S OBSESSIVE, CLEARLY.
BUT I'M NOT SEEING THE NECESSARY VOLATILITY.
DID YOU NOTICE ANYONE SUSPICIOUS AT THE HOTEL?
NO.
BUT WHOEVER DID THIS,
I DON'T LIKE HIM.
HE TOOK MARGA AWAY FROM ME.
AND THAT'S A BIG MISTAKE TO DO THAT.
THAT'S A BIG, BIG MISTAKE TO DO THAT.
ANTON, LET'S SIT DOWN.
MARGA AND I,
WE WERE DESTINED TO BE TOGETHER!
I DON'T LIKE WHOEVER DID THIS!
I COULD REALLY HURT--
I COULD REALLY HURT THE PERSON WHO HURT HER!
IT'S OKAY. I UNDERSTAND.
THAT ENOUGH VOLATILITY, DOC?
WE'LL RUN A LINEUP
AND SEE IF BECKWITH CAN I.D.
JUST TAKE YOUR TIME, VINCE.
LOOK AT EACH ONE.
I DON'T SEE HIM.
YOU SAID YOU WOULD RECOGNIZE THE GUY
WHO THREW THE PURSE INTO THE DUMPSTER.
AND I WOULD!
VINCE, MAYBE YOU SHOULD TAKE ANOTHER LOOK.
HOW MANY TIMES I GOTTA SAY IT?!
NONE OF THEM IS THE GUY!
MAY I HAVE A MOMENT WITH MY CLIENT?
HE'S PLAYING US.
HE KILLED HER IN A ROBBERY GONE WRONG.
MAYBE, BUT WE CAN'T HOLD THIBODEAUX.
YOU SURE?
HE'S A PRETTY ODD DUCK.
WHO WE'VE GOT NOTHING
BUT CIRCUMSTANTIAL EVIDENCE ON.
CUT HIM LOOSE.
I-I DON'T WANNA LEAVE.
LOOK, WE APPRECIATE YOUR COOPERATION, MR. THIBODEAUX.
BUT WE CAN HANDLE IT FROM HERE, SO--
BUT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. MARGA WAS MY GOOD FRIEND.
I CAN HELP YOU FIND THE MONSTER THAT DID THIS!
LOOK, TELL HIM TO KEEP AN EYE
ON THE FOLKS AT THE HALL OF SCIENCE FOR US.
OKAY.
HEY, ANTON. MY FRIEND.
LET ME BEND YOUR EAR DOWN THE HALL FOR A SEC, HUH?
I KNOW EXACTLY HOW YOU CAN HELP US OUT.
SO WHAT'S NEXT?
TAKE ANOTHER SHOT AT BECKWITH?
HEY, OLIVIA.
DICKIE?
LOOK HOW TALL YOU ARE!
RIGHT? YEAH.
AND I KIND OF GO BY DICK.
COURSE YOU DO.
SORRY ABOUT THAT.
WHAT BRINGS YOU HERE?
I WANTED HIM TO DROP BY.
SO HE COULD MEET THE MAN THAT HE'S NAMED AFTER.
COLONEL!
COLONEL, YOU GOT A MINUTE?
OH, LET ME GUESS.
KID AS HANDSOME AS THIS GOTTA BE NAMED DICK.
DICK STABLER, MEET COLONEL DICK FINLEY.
IT'S AN HONOR, SIR.
AH, IT'S ALL MINE.
YOUR DAD TOLD ME A LOT ABOUT YOU.
SO ARE YOU REALLY GOING TO THE MOON?
AS A MATTER OF FACT, HERE'S THE LAUNCH VEHICLE
THAT'S TAKING ME.
NOW, WHEN YOUR TEACHER'S
TALKING ABOUT THAT IN CLASS,
YOU TELL 'EM YOU KNOW THE GOOD-LOOKIN' SON OF A BITCH
THAT'S GONNA FLY THAT THING.
YOU!
YOU KILLED MY FRIEND!
GET OUT! KEEP YOUR HEAD DOWN!
ANTON, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?
I DID IT! I GOT HIM!
THIBODEAUX, DROP THE GUN!
NOW!
DROP YOUR WEAPON NOW!
[struggling]
[gunshot]
SOMEBODY CALL A BUS.
I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE TO START ON MY REPORT.
I'M GONNA DO MINE TOMORROW. I GOTTA GET MY BOY HOME.
GO.
I'LL WALK YOU OUT.
YOU KEPT A BLOOD BATH FROM GETTING A LOT WORSE.
I JUST SAW THE GUN AND REACTED.
WE'D ALL BE LUCKY TO REACT THAT FAST.
LOOK, I DON'T KNOW HOW THE HELL YOU GUYS DO THIS.
I GOTTA GET BACK TO SOMETHING SAFE,
LIKE FLYING ROCKETS.
(Munch) NOT SO FAST, COLONEL.
AUTOGRAPH FOR A FAN?
YEAH, YOU BET, JOHN.
THANK YOU.
APPRECIATE IT.
IN CASE I'M WRONG.
I THINK IT JUST STARTED SNOWING IN HELL.
[bell dings]
WELL, DETECTIVE.
OHH.
IT WAS REAL NICE GETTING TO KNOW YOU.
YOU HAVE A CUT ON YOUR HEAD.
YOU KNOW WHAT, LIV?
I GOT A MARINE CORPS FUNCTION I GOTTA GO TO TONIGHT.
BE A LOT MORE FUN IF YOU WERE THERE.
YOU'RE SERIOUS.
YOU'RE DOUBTING THE WORD OF A LEGENDARY ASTRONAUT?
I WOULD LOVE TO GO.
SHOULD I CALL ELLIOT AND SEE IF HE CAN JOIN US?
OH, I THINK YOU AND ME CAN HANDLE THIS.
MEET YOU AT THE HOTEL AROUND 8:00?
OKAY.
(Stabler) I'M SORRY YOU HAD TO SEE ALL THAT.
YOU SURE YOU'RE OKAY?
YEAH. IT WAS KIND OF SCARY.
BUT I DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING GROSS.
AND I GOT TO MEET THE COLONEL.
YEAH, HE'S A PRETTY COOL GUY, HUH?
HOW MANY OF YOUR FRIENDS CAN SAY
THEY WERE NAMED AFTER AN ASTRONAUT?
HE'S LIKE YOUR HERO, ISN'T HE?
MM, TILL YOU CAME ALONG.
SO WHY DON'T YOU TRY TO BE LIKE HIM?
GO INTO SPACE TOO?
I DID TRY.
YOU KNOW, YOUR GRANDPA AND ME,
WE, UM... BUTTED HEADS A LOT.
YOU KNOW, DICK KIND OF TOOK ME UNDER HIS WINGS.
HE'S THE REASON WHY I JOINED THE CORPS.
YOU KNOW, APPLIED TO O.C.S.
HE EVEN PULLED SOME STRINGS TO GET ME INTO FLIGHT TRAINING.
BUT I, UH...
CHICKENED OUT?
NO, IT'S MORE LIKE I SAW WHAT I ALREADY HAD.
YOU KNOW, YOUR MOM...
MAUREEN ON THE WAY.
I THOUGHT YOU GUYS GOT MARRIED
AFTER YOU GOT OUT OF THE MARINES.
DUDE, YOU KNOCKED UP MOM?
MY POINT IS THAT...
IT WASN'T ABOUT ME BEING A FIGHTER PILOT ANYMORE.
I MEAN, I HAD A WIFE AND NEW BABY ON THE WAY.
I WASN'T EVEN 20 YEARS OLD.
SO IT WAS EITHER... FOLLOW MY DREAM
OR TAKE RESPONSIBILITY.
YOU KNOW, UH...
YEAH, I WANTED TO BE LIKE DICK.
BUT, UH...
NOT AS MUCH AS I WANTED TO DO RIGHT BY OUR FAMILY.
THAT MAKE SENSE?
I DON'T KNOW, DAD.
FLYING JETS WOULD BE TOO COOL.
AND GOING TO THE MOON.
YOU'D GIVE UP YOUR FAMILY FOR THAT?
I'D DO ANYTHING TO GET THERE.
OH, REALLY? ANYTHING?
DAD, ANYBODY WOULD.
[knock on door]
HEY, ELLIOT.
WASN'T EXPECTING YOU.
BET YOU WEREN'T.
HEY, DO YOU MIND?
HUH?
YOU! TIME TO LEAVE.
[grunting]
ALL RIGHT, HERE.
WHOA! HEY!
THIS YOURS? HERE.
DICK... BYE-BYE.
HON, I'M SORRY. HE'S AN OLD FRIEND OF MINE.
WELL...
THAT WAS, UH, AWKWARD, HUH?
OKAY, OKAY.
I'M SORRY ABOUT OLIVIA.
YOU KNOW,
I SHOULD HAVE CHECKED WITH YOU
BEFORE ASKING HER OUT TO DINNER.
I MEAN...IF YOU'RE NOT GONNA MAKE A MOVE.
DINNER WITH OLIVIA'S OFF.
I THINK THAT'S UP TO HER TO DECIDE.
DON'T YOU?
SO EXCUSE ME.
I GOTTA GET DRESSED.
DICK, I KNOW.
KNOW WHAT?
YOUR GAME.
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
YOU RAN POINT FOR US, ALL RIGHT.
YOU POINTED US TO MARGA'S GIRLFRIEND
AND HER CREWMATE...
AND WHEN THAT JUNKIE SAID HE SAW A GUY WITH A BALL CAP...
YOU POINTED US TO THIBODEAUX,
KNOWING YOU COULD WIND THAT NUT JOB UP
AND PULL THE PIN.
LOOK, IF YOU GOT SOMETHIN' TO SAY, MARINE,
SAY IT...OR GET OUT.
TELL ME WHY YOU MURDERED HER.
I NEVER MURDERED ANYBODY.
NO, NO MORE LIES.
YOU OWE ME AT LEAST THAT MUCH!
I OWE YOU SOMETHING?
I LOOKED UP TO YOU.
WELL, I'M SORRY TO DISAPPOINT.
LOOK, WHY DON'T WE JUST CALM DOWN!
I MEAN, THIS IS ALL NUTS.
I'M YOUR FRIEND, ELLIOT.
I ALWAYS HAVE BEEN.
THEN YOU COME AND BARGE IN HERE WITH ALL THESE
WILD ACCUSATIONS.
COME ON, HAVE A DRINK, HUH?
WHAT WAS IT?
AFRAID YOU WEREN'T GONNA BE THE HOTSHOT ANYMORE?
WAIT.
I'M NOT THE ONE WHO WASHED OUT.
YOU KNEW YOU WERE ABOUT TO,
HEADING UP THAT LUNAR RETURN.
YOU KNOW THAT WAS JUST A BONE THEY WERE THROWING YOU.
THAT WAS AN EMPTY TITLE.
I MEAN, 2018. THAT'S A LONG WAY AWAY.
IS THIS WHAT HAPPENS TO COPS?
EVERYBODY BECOMES SUSPICIOUS?
MARGA JANTZEN, LUNAR EXPERT--
AH, SHE'S A ROOKIE.
SHE'S NASA'S NEW HOTSHOT.
IT'S A GOOD THING YOU DIDN'T TRY TO BECOME ME!
BECAUSE YOU NEVER WOULD HAVE MADE IT!
THAT NIGHT AT MARGA'S HOTEL--
WHAT PISSED YOU OFF SO MUCH?
WAS IT BECAUSE SHE WAS YOUNG?
SHE WAS GONNA TAKE YOUR JOB IN HOUSTON?
OR WAS IT WHEN YOU SWEET-TALKED HER,
IT WAS JUST FALLING FLAT 'CAUSE SHE WAS A LESBIAN?
GET THE HELL OUT.
SO YOU GRABBED HER,
BUT YOUR REFLEXES AREN'T WHAT THEY USED TO BE.
AND ALL YOU GOT WAS A NECKLACE.
DAMN IT, STABLER, I'M GONNA THROW YOU THROUGH--
WHY ARE YOUR FINGERPRINTS ON THE NECKLACE?!
IT'S A PERFECT MATCH TO THE ONE THAT YOU LEFT
ON THE MODEL ROCKET.
THE LAB JUST CONFIRMED IT FOR ME.
IT'S NOT THE JUNKIE'S. IT'S YOURS.
WELL, IF YOU AREN'T SOME KIND OF LITTLE PISS-ANT!
YOU KNOW, I NEVER SHOULD HAVE LIFTED A FINGER FOR YOU!
ARGH!
SHE WAS GONNA TAKE THE MOON FROM ME.
OHH!
HYUH!
UHH!
ARGH!
GET UP.
I SAID GET UP.
[grunting]
OHH.
COME ON, ELLIOT.
HEY, IT DOESN'T HAVE TO GO DOWN THIS WAY.
WE CAN SOLVE THIS.
TWO MARINES, HUH?
WORKIN' TOGETHER.
YOU MURDERED THAT WOMAN.
YOU DUMPED HER BODY IN THE RIVER.
YOU HAVE THE NERVE TO SHAKE MY BOY'S HAND!
[groans]
(Benson) ELLIOT.
IS EVERYTHING OKAY?
NO.
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