- 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.
- Hannah, you didn't eat your bacon.
- I told you, I'm a pescatarian, Mom.
I don't eat meat anymore.
- Since when?
Oh, since you started dating Ryan?
[computer chiming]
Honey, your computer keeps dinging.
I can barely hear myself think.
[computer chiming]
[apprehensive music]
♪
Hannah, can you come in here, please?
- Yes.
- I hope that's a girl, not a sportsbook.
- Dad, I-- - From Hannah.
Whoa.
I thought you two were just friends.
- We were. We still are.
- Peach emoji.
That's a bit more than friends, isn't it?
Are you two hooking up?
- It's not like that. I really like her.
- Okay.
Look, it's none of my business,
but if you are doing what I think you're doing--
- We haven't done anything yet, okay?
- When you do--
- I know, use a condom.
- And remember, women are the buyers.
- What does that even mean?
- That means that they have the power of choice.
Makes us the sellers.
So what are you gonna do to close the deal?
♪
Look, I'll tell you what.
I'm gonna cancel my first meeting so you and I
can have a little man to man.
- You looked at my screen.
I was gone for two minutes to wash
the bacon smell off my hands.
- Hannah, I didn't mean to invade your privacy.
- But you did.
- Just, I thought we still told each other everything.
- We do.
Mom--
- How could you not confide in me that you were
gonna have, you know, sex?
- I was going to tell you.
- I just wanna make sure that you're safe.
- We bought condoms.
- Sex is about more than that.
There are emotions involved.
- Well, I love Ryan.
- I know you do.
It's just he's your first boyfriend, Hannah.
And the first time might not be what you expect.
- Mom, I know he's the one.
- Where were you even planning to do this, his bedroom?
- God, no.
- A hotel? A car?
- Erica's house.
Her parents are in London.
- I'll tell you what.
Why don't you come here?
- In my room?
Where are you gonna be?
- I owe your aunt a dinner out.
After that, I'll take her to the movies.
You can have the place to yourselves.
Just don't do anything you don't feel ready for.
Okay?
- You like it?
Happy--happy early birthday.
Look, Jesse, you gotta be responsible with this, okay?
- I will.
- The only reason you're getting it
is so you can talk to Mommy when she's
traveling for her new job.
- When is she coming home?
- A few days.
Come on.
[tense music]
- You okay?
- Yeah, yeah.
♪
- Here, sweetie, come over here for a second.
Just wait here for me?
Hold this.
All right. I'll be right back.
Hey.
- Yeah. What's up?
- Those two girls, they're underage.
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- Yeah, you do. You're staring at them.
You're staring at my daughter.
- Relax, my guy.
- No, no. I'm not your guy.
Let me see your ID.
- You a cop? - What do you think?
Come on.
You keep your eyes to yourself
if you wanna keep them in your head.
Get out of here.
♪
Hey. Come on.
I promised your sister pizza for dinner.
Let's go.
- Two virgin piña coladas.
- These look delish.
- Oh, wait.
From my dad's private stash
to make our coladas not virgins.
- Like us.
Your dad has good taste.
- Yeah, well, he's been around.
- Mom?
See?
I told you she's not here.
- Okay.
I can't believe she left you the whole place to yourself.
- Let's go to my room.
[soft apprehensive music]
♪
- Do you know what happened to her?
- I came home after the movies. I found her in bed.
She was vomiting. Is she gonna be okay?
- I won't know until we do an MRI.
- MRI? - She could have a concussion.
Did you try to revive her, do CPR,
maybe have your hands on her?
- No, why? - There's bruising on her neck.
- Maybe it was the EMTs.
They were working on her on the way.
- We'll update you after we've examined her.
- Hannah.
Hannah, I love you.
[tense music]
♪
[dramatic music]
♪
- I saw your playground footlicker agreed to a deal.
Two years.
- Someone needs to warn his cellmate to keep his socks on.
- How is Rollins' new gig?
- Sergeant at the Intelligence Division, big time.
You know, New York has Intelligence agents
all over the world.
She's gonna be traveling a lot, Carisi.
- Nothing she can't handle.
- Tell her we're proud of her.
- Will do, Fin.
- So I appreciate the coffee, but you could have
called me for the plea deal.
- Actually, I need some advice.
- Work related or--
- Parenting.
- All right. Well, my door is always open.
- Who decided that yoga pants and crop tops is
what girls should be wearing?
- Well, that would be girls.
What's up?
- I caught some pedo checking out Jesse yesterday.
- Oh, God, really?
She's nine years old.
- And then I caught him leering at two 13-year-old girls.
- So what'd you do? - I--
I'm not proud of this, but I might have--
might have threatened the guy.
It took everything I had not to lay hands on this creep.
If that had been my father with my sisters,
he would have decked the guy.
- Carisi, your father wasn't an ADA.
- What did Rollins say?
- She's in Texas.
She's doing a NYPD Border Patrol meet and greet.
We barely have enough time to say
good morning and good night.
- You know, I hate to break it to you,
but you better get used to this.
I mean, you're gonna have two teenage daughters
in your house soon.
- Hey, sorry to interrupt. - That's okay.
What's up? - Call from Mercy.
Mother brought in her 16-year-old
daughter last night.
- 16?
Sexual assault?
- Unclear, but the mother agreed to the hospital
calling SVU.
- So whatever happened to this girl,
she didn't tell her mother the whole story.
- Right.
- Okay.
- I was giving Hannah her privacy, so I--
I left the house for the evening.
- Privacy for--
- Hannah and her boyfriend, Ryan,
were going to lose their virginity to each other.
- And you were okay with that?
- Well, my first time was in the back of a Hyundai Elantra.
I wanted Hannah's experience to be special.
- Did Hannah tell you if they actually had sex?
- Uh--no.
I came home, she was passed out in bed, dizzy, vomiting.
- From what?
- Doctors say it's a concussion.
- A concussion? Has she stabilized?
- I spoke to her about a half an hour ago.
- Okay.
- She's feeling weakness on her left side.
- And was she able to tell you how she got hurt?
- She claims she doesn't remember.
- You don't believe her?
- At this point, I don't know what to believe.
The doctor said she's got a little alcohol in her system.
No drugs.
There's bruising on her neck.
How did that happen?
- Well, what can you tell us
about her relationship with Ryan?
- Ryan?
They've been friends since grade school.
Just became a couple.
- Okay. Were there any issues?
- He's a--he's a nice kid.
They seem to genuinely like each other.
- Okay, well, we'll talk to her,
if that's all right with you.
- Yeah, you know, she might be more forthcoming
if you're not in the room.
- Okay.
- Thank you.
- Ryan and me had it all planned out.
It was going to be special.
- Okay. And whose--whose idea was it?
- Both of us.
I wanted to.
- Hannah, do you remember having sex with Ryan?
- Not really.
Am I in some kind of trouble?
- No, no, no, not at all.
But, you know, you did get hurt, so your mom is--
is worried about you.
- Yeah. So whatever you can tell us.
- Ryan and I came home from dinner.
We were making out on my bed.
- Okay.
And then?
- I kind of remember falling out of bed.
And then Ryan was there.
- Did he say anything about how you fell out of bed?
- He was worried, said I blacked out.
- What happened next?
- I told him to go home.
That's when I got into bed and just went to sleep.
- And do you know how you got these marks on your neck?
- We were a little buzzed, rolling around.
It was fun at first.
- At first.
And then?
- I don't remember.
- Don't remember or don't wanna say?
[soft tense music]
- I don't want Ryan to get blamed.
- Hannah, look, we're here because we want
to make sure that you're okay.
Right, we're just trying to figure out what happened,
how you got hurt.
So why don't we let you rest and we'll talk
at another time, okay?
- Okay.
- This woman gave her daughter consent
to have sex in their apartment when she wasn't home?
- The mother couldn't have known how--
how wrong it could go.
- Sex is messy enough for adults
to navigate, let alone kids.
- Ah. Speaking from experience?
- Well, I know my son's no virgin.
- He told you?
- I found a condom wrapper stuffed under his mattress.
- So he hid it like most kids do.
- Yeah, the old-fashioned way,
just like I did with my parents.
- Is that any better?
- No.
- None of this is easy.
- Hannah's MRI showed a grade 3 concussion.
She's lucky there wasn't a brain bleed.
- Yeah, her memories seem pretty spotty.
- Partial amnesia is a symptom.
It should resolve in a day or two.
- What about the bruising on her neck?
- Consistent with a hand, maybe two, likely from behind.
- So is it possible to tell whether it
was accidental or deliberate?
- Not without a recollection.
- Did your exam show any evidence
that she had sex last night?
- There was some irritation and swelling,
but I can't be sure without a rape kit.
- Thank you, Doctor.
- What now?
- We get Hannah to agree to a rape kit
and have a conversation with Ryan.
- I don't understand why you have to talk to me
and my wife separately.
- It's just procedure.
- Do you know Hannah Brolin?
- Yeah, of course.
Sweet girl.
- Were you aware that she and your son
were together last night?
- Yes.
What's this about?
- Ryan and Hannah were on a date
or whatever it is kids call it these days.
- Did you know their plans?
- According to my credit card app,
they went to some lobster restaurant in Times Square.
- Huh, and after that, where did they go?
- To Hannah's house to hang out.
- Hannah's in the hospital.
Well, why?
- Apparently, she passed out last night.
- Okay.
Well, I'm sorry to hear that, but what does
this have to do with my son?
- Well, that's why we need to talk to him.
[door clicks]
[tense music]
- Mom.
Everything okay?
- The police are asking about Hannah.
You were with her last night?
- Yeah, she didn't come to school today.
I texted her, like, ten times.
- Well, how was she when you left her?
- She fell out of bed.
But she said she was fine.
- Son, go to your room.
- I wanna know how she is.
- You heard your father.
- We just have a few more questions.
- I understand you have to do your job,
but my son's not answering any questions without an attorney.
♪
- Well, Ryan seemed pretty worried about Hannah.
- He may have a reason.
- Well, maybe his parents are just being overprotective.
- Or they know their son did something.
- How's Hannah doing?
- Well, she's out of the hospital.
There's no semen on the kit,
but they did find evidence of condom lubricant.
- Neither of these kids denied that they
were planning to have sex.
- The problem is there was fingertip bruising on her neck,
and she had a concussion, and she doesn't
remember giving consent.
- What about the boy, Ryan? What's he saying?
- Oh, parents lawyered right up.
- Are we even looking at a case, Counselor?
- I mean, they're both 16, both underage.
- Well, there's no Romeo and Juliet exemption in New York.
Technically, they both could be guilty of a misdemeanor.
- Well, not if Hannah said no.
- Well, if she said no, then this kid, Ryan,
he's looking at felony charges.
- What about the bruising on her neck?
- She doesn't remember how she got it?
- Not the last time we talked to her.
- She didn't put them there herself.
- So she doesn't remember much of anything that night.
- I mean, like you said, she had a concussion.
- So either she honestly doesn't recall--
- Or she's protecting Ryan.
- Bring them both in.
Look, the real issue here is whether or not
she consented to any of this.
- So how are you feeling, Hannah?
- A lot better. - Good.
- I don't even think I need to be here.
- You passed out, honey.
There are marks on your neck. - Okay.
Why don't you have a seat?
Yeah.
So, Hannah, I know that this is, you know,
uncomfortable, right?
But the fact of the matter is, you are a minor.
- Yeah, so we do have to ask you some questions.
- What did the rape kit say?
- Mom, I wasn't raped.
- No one is saying that.
But the kit did have evidence that you had sex.
- Like I told you, it was fun at first.
- So you remember that.
- Kind of.
It's still a blur.
- Okay, well, why don't we start
with what you do recall, you know, clearly?
- We were kissing.
Then he started taking his clothes off.
- Mm-hmm.
- Mine too.
- And you were okay with that?
- Yeah, it was fine.
- You were fine the whole time?
- Yes.
But I was nervous.
It was awkward.
- That's understandable, right?
The first time and everything.
We know that this is awkward too.
But just tell us what happened.
It's okay.
- My friends who've done it said that guys
really like you to, you know,
act like what they see in the videos.
- Mm. In videos.
[soft tense music]
- We did it face to face at first.
- Okay.
- He said he wanted to try something.
- What was that?
- He--he turned me over on my stomach.
- Okay.
And then what?
- He was kind of holding on to me.
- By your neck?
- It wasn't like that.
- He did have his hands on your neck.
- Yes.
- So, Hannah, did you know
that he was gonna do that?
- I tried to say, you're hurting me, stop.
- What do you mean, you tried to say?
- I don't think he heard me.
[breathing shakily]
It was hard to talk with his hand there.
- But you wanted him to stop.
- Okay.
Then what happened?
- I guess I passed out.
Next thing I remember, I was on the floor.
Ryan said I hit my head on the nightstand.
I don't remember any of that.
- Why don't we take a little break here, huh?
You want some water...
- Yeah, I'll take you. - Or maybe a soda or something?
- Go ahead, honey. It's okay.
♪
- Was Hannah-- was Hannah assaulted?
- This is a complicated case, Ms. Brolin.
- I thought Ryan was a decent, sweet kid.
Did I misjudge him?
- If she wanted him to stop and he didn't, that is a crime.
- This is all my fault.
I let them have the apartment.
- Let's not go there right now.
Look, the most important thing is that we take care of Hannah.
And she's gonna need her mom.
And in the meantime, I will speak with Ryan and our ADA.
- Thank you.
Thank you.
- So Hannah tried to say, stop, you're hurting me,
but because Ryan's hands were on her neck,
she couldn't speak clearly?
- Exactly. And then she passed out.
- If she tried to withdraw consent at any point,
that's rape.
- That's right.
- Shouldn't we hear what Ryan has to say?
- He's on his way down here.
- Oh, I can't wait to hear this.
- Carisi, maybe we should let Fin do the interview?
- Look, okay, if this were Billie or Jesse,
I would kill this kid.
I admit that.
But I'm not gonna let being a parent
prevent me from doing my job.
Come on, you guys.
I'm good.
- I didn't hear Hannah say stop.
I didn't hear anything.
- Okay, Ryan, is it possible she tried to talk but couldn't?
- Well, yeah, I mean, maybe.
- Was she facing away from you?
- We were trying, you know--
- Trying what?
- Doggy style.
- Where were your hands?
- I was just holding her.
- Oh, you're just holding her, huh?
Just holding her. So explain this to me.
She had strangulation marks on her neck, Ryan.
- Yo, we're here to cooperate.
No need for the adversarial tone.
- My son would never hurt Hannah.
What is she saying?
- We're just trying to hear what he has to say.
Tell us more about the holding.
- With my hands.
- On her neck?
- Well, yeah, I saw it online.
- What, like a video?
- Porn?
- We don't allow pornography in our house.
We have parental controls.
- Okay.
Where'd you see it, Ryan?
[tense music]
- Do I have to answer that?
- Just tell the truth.
- I'm sorry, Mom.
- Hey.
Where'd you learn to choke during sex, Ryan?
- [whispering] Just tell us.
- Some of the older guys on the fencing team showed me.
They said that girls like it.
I'm really sorry, Mom.
♪
- Somebody's angry.
- Well, his kid's in interrogation.
Guys like that, not used to feeling helpless.
- Yeah?
- Just saying, a little man-to-man.
- You know, those machines can be a little tricky.
You want me to get you something from the break room?
- Thank you. I'm good.
- Your kid being questioned, that's gotta be tough, huh?
- Well, my wife made me sit it out, so...
- Teenage boys, they can test your patience.
- You have kids? - No.
- [chuckles] I don't blame you.
- I want them.
I just--I don't know.
I think maybe it's just the job, you know?
- I'm sorry that we got off on the wrong foot yesterday.
I was just being protective.
- I get it.
- My son, whatever he did, it's not his fault.
- What, you think maybe he got some bad advice?
- Well, he's a good kid.
He doesn't deserve to have his life ruined.
Look, these are two teenagers.
It's their first time.
All right. Sex is hard to figure out.
- That is true.
- We really don't need to go further down this road.
My firm does fundraisers for the NYPD.
- I did not know that. - Yeah.
We're all about supporting cops, not defunding them.
- Hmm.
- So if you have any recommendations.
- I'm not--I'm not sure I understand.
- Well, anywhere you think the money would be well spent,
underprivileged kids or anything that you might
be personally invested in.
- It doesn't really work that way, Mr. Blake.
♪
- What's going on?
- Ryan told us his side.
- And since the police don't have enough to arrest,
we're leaving.
- You all right, son? - What do you think?
After this, Hannah won't even text me back.
- So this is over?
- We'll be in touch.
- So Ryan didn't exactly confess.
- He admitted to the choking.
Said he saw it online.
- But he claims he didn't hear Hannah say stop
and wasn't aware she was unconscious.
- That doesn't matter.
If we can prove that she withdrew consent,
you can go after him, right?
- Yes, given his age, we might be looking at juvenile court.
First thing, I gotta talk to the DA.
- Captain, we got a call.
Another choking.
Possible sexual assault of a teenage girl
in a park off the West Side Highway.
- Head down there. Grab Velasco.
- I'm going with.
Come on.
♪
- What are we looking at?
- Two boys attempted to rape a 12-year-old, Eliza Quinn.
- Where's the vic now? - She tried to get away.
Ran onto the West Side Highway, got hit by a cab.
- She able to tell you anything?
- No. She's in pretty bad shape.
She's on her way to Stuyvesant.
- What about these kids, they know anything?
- Girl over there told us about the assault.
- I got it.
Hi. We're good. Thank you.
Hi, honey. What's your name? - Simona.
- Simona, you saw what happened?
- Toby and Andrew, they were high.
Started messing with Eliza.
- How so? - Trying to kiss her.
Then it got worse.
They pulled up her skirt, grabbed her.
- That's why she ran into the street?
- They had their hands on her neck.
- On her neck?
- She ran to get away.
- Okay.
Thank you, Simona.
- What the hell are we looking at?
- Today?
Nothing good.
- Is it ever?
- Two sexual assault victims with a choking MO in two days.
How's the victim?
- Still in surgery.
Multiple internal injuries from being hit by the cab.
- So the driver was cleared?
- Yeah. Traffic cams confirmed.
- So the fault belongs with two 13-year-old boys
who chased and assaulted her?
- Yeah, they're in interrogation now.
- And those are the victim's parents?
- Mm-hmm. - What do they know?
- Just that the injuries sustained from the car accident
were significant.
- So now we have a difficult conversation.
- I mean, shouldn't we wait until their daughter's
out of surgery?
- Wait?
You're a mother.
Wouldn't you wanna know the whole story?
[suspenseful music]
- Yeah.
Yeah, I would.
- It's after midnight.
My son has school in the morning.
- Your son might not be going to school tomorrow, Mrs. Moore.
- Whatever they said I did, I didn't do, Mom, I swear.
- We have witnesses that saw you
and your friend Andrew assaulting Eliza.
- We were just fooling around.
- You pulled up her skirt.
You choked her.
- The girl who ran onto the highway that got hit by a cab?
- Yeah. She might not survive.
- What?
- Your son could be looking at murder charges.
- We didn't do anything.
- You better tell them everything, Toby.
- Did you or did you not attempt to choke Eliza Quinn?
- Yeah.
Okay, but Andrew told me that girls like that sort of thing.
- Eliza was flirting with us.
- Before or after you lifted up her skirt
and you started choking her?
- Wait, what?
- I'm sorry.
- You sorry you tried to rape her or are you sorry
you got caught?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
My son is 13.
- Our victim, who might die from her injuries, is 12.
- It wasn't our fault.
- Whose fault was it?
- You're in a lot of trouble here.
Tell them the truth.
- You're not gonna like the answer, Dad.
- Just answer the question.
- Someone showed us.
A few days ago.
- Who showed you the porn?
- My cousin.
- What's his name?
- So you're telling me that one of our 13-year-old
choking rapists is Ryan Blake's cousin?
- Says Ryan shared a porn video his dad showed him.
- Yeah, the realtor likes choking videos.
- So this is not a coincidence.
- No, it's more like negligence.
- Andrew said Ryan showed him the video a few days ago.
- And neither of these boys knew that Ryan got in trouble
for the exact same thing?
- They seem to have no idea.
- So much for the Blake family's no porn policy.
- Carisi, what are you thinking?
- If Ryan's father allowed him access, encouraged him to look
at choking porn, then that is endangering
the welfare of a child.
We could have a case here.
- Mr. Blake is not the type to admit it.
- No, he's not. He tried to bribe me.
- And his son has lawyered up.
- So what if we just happen
to run into him after school?
- I didn't hear that.
Did you?
- Not a word.
[bell tolling]
[indistinct chatter]
- Yo, Ryan.
- Are you okay? What's the matter?
- Hannah, she broke up with me.
She won't even look at me. - Yeah, that sucks.
But we're here about another girl.
- Eliza Quinn.
- Yeah, I heard she got hit by a cab.
- You also hear she was assaulted by your cousin?
- I didn't hear anything about that.
- Not what your cousin said.
- Andrew?
What did he say?
- You showed him choking porn.
- That you got from your dad. - No, wait.
It was the guys on the fencing team.
I told you. - Did your dad tell you to lie?
- No.
- He probably gave you some advice before your big night
with Hannah, right?
- Yeah, but not porn.
He just kind of gave me some pointers.
♪
- If I were you, I'd get a new coach.
- So Ryan wouldn't admit that his father showed him the porn?
- Yeah, he's protecting him.
- Well, his nephew isn't.
He stuck by his story that the porn came from Ryan's dad.
- That's enough for a warrant.
[pounding on door]
[indistinct radio chatter]
- [sighs]
We told you, nothing without our attorney.
- Sorry, Mrs. Blake, but we have a search warrant,
and we have an arrest warrant for your husband.
- You can give this to your attorney
if he has any questions.
- Josh!
- Top to bottom, any electronics.
- What's going on?
- Stay in your room.
We're being searched.
- Are you people insane?
- Mr. Blake--
- They have a warrant for your arrest.
- For what? I didn't do anything.
- Endangering a minor.
- Dad, I swear I didn't say anything.
- Josh, what is this about?
- It's nothing to worry about, all right?
Call Kagan.
Tell him to meet me at the precinct.
- I was just trying to be a good father.
My son, he's a little shy.
He was having sex for the first time,
so I gave him some advice.
- By showing him porn?
- I never showed anyone porn.
- Not according to your nephew.
- Andrew goes to public school. - So?
- So he's always been a handful and apparently a liar.
- This is a total overreach by the DA's office.
- We don't think so.
- Well, whatever my nephew told you,
he was pressured by your detectives.
- He and his friend attempted to choke a 12-year-old girl.
Scared her enough to run into traffic.
- She might not make it.
- That would be a tragedy.
But it has nothing to do with me.
- And what about Hannah, the girl your son choked?
- Let me ask you, did you find any pornographic material
of any kind on any of my client's devices?
- TARU is still going through the hard drives.
- So that would be a no.
Let's go, Josh.
- Your client is still under arrest.
- On a misdemeanor?
I'll get a judge to release him in an hour.
- Josh Blake wouldn't admit that he
showed his son pornography.
- It's not a surprise.
I mean the guy makes million-dollar deals
for a living. He's slick.
- TARU find anything? - Nope.
And Josh's defense lawyer filed a motion to dismiss.
- So Carisi's hands are tied. - Yeah.
I saw his face.
Angry Carisi.
- Well, he may be projecting.
- Meaning?
- He's got daughters. [phone buzzing]
Any half-decent father would feel the same.
- Captain Benson.
Okay.
All right, thank you for letting me know.
[somber music]
- What is it?
- That was the hospital.
Eliza Quinn.
They couldn't save her.
♪
Ah--
- Eliza was only 12 years old.
- I'm so sorry.
- You're sorry.
What are you doing to get justice for my daughter?
- The two boys will be held liable.
- They should go to prison for life.
- They're only 13, so unfortunately,
that's probably not gonna happen.
- They will go into the juvenile system.
- We lost our daughter forever.
Oh, my-- [crying]
We're never gonna see her graduate.
We're never gonna see her get married.
- And these boys just walk away when they're 18?
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- [crying]
Oh, my God.
Oh, my baby.
- What can we do about this?
- Get them justice.
[phone buzzes]
- Fin.
I'll meet you there.
- We are fine. You don't need to be here.
- Somebody called in a disturbance.
- I did.
- You know that girl is dead because of him.
- You know about Eliza.
- My sister called me in tears.
Her son could be looking at a murder charge.
- I'm sorry that the girl is dead.
- You're a liar and a cheater.
- I never cheated. - Hey!
Mr. Blake, back up, please.
Thank you very much. Fin.
- Talk to me, Ryan. What happened?
- Everything's all screwed up because of me.
I love Hannah.
I didn't know I was doing anything wrong.
I didn't mean to hurt her.
- My husband is a salesman.
All he cares about is manipulating people,
and he is not gonna do it to me or my son.
- Mrs. Blake, I understand that you're upset,
but your son is here, so it would be best
if you let us handle it, okay?
- Upset?
I want him out.
- Okay.
Fin, please take Mr. Blake to a hotel.
- No. I'm not leaving my own house.
- You have two choices.
You leave on your own, or we arrest you on a domestic.
- Mr. Blake, let's go.
- I always knew he was self-serving.
I just--I never realized how much.
Ryan, is your room upstairs?
Okay, why don't you go to your room, okay?
- Mom? - No.
Just go.
I'll be fine. I'll be all right.
I knew.
Deep down, I knew. - You knew what?
- That my husband was lying to me all these years.
- About his porn use?
- He had a VR headset he was hiding.
He'd watch it on that.
[suspenseful music]
Ryan told me his dad lent it to him.
You know the worst part?
He was willing to let his own son
go to prison to take the fall.
- Mrs. Blake, do you or Ryan know where that headset is now?
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- I got it.
- We're sure this is Josh Blake's headset?
- It's exactly where his wife told Benson it would be.
I'm guessing his search history is on it.
- Okay, well, we'll take it to TARU
and have them recover Josh's private stash of choking porn.
- Hey, I need a bag. - Enough for you, Counselor?
- Yeah, enough to re-arrest the son of a bitch.
And this time, his high-priced lawyer is not
gonna be able to help him.
- How you doing?
- Well, I just watched two parents say goodbye
to their daughter forever.
So, Carisi, where are we on this case?
- TARU found choking porn on Josh's VR headset.
- So Josh weaponized pornography to try
to turn his son into a man?
- He's like one of those parents
who hands a gun to their kid.
- And now a little girl is dead because of it.
So what charges are we gonna throw at him?
- Unfortunately, not many.
Child endangerment.
It's a misdemeanor.
- Eliza is dead because of Josh.
And I wanna make sure that he knows that.
- Okay, look, I handed my son a VR headset,
but I didn't tell him to choke anyone.
- Do you really believe that your son would have strangled
the girl he loves on the night that they were losing
their virginity to each other if you hadn't introduced
this subject matter?
- My client is willing to plead guilty
on the child endangerment charge.
- That's a smart move, considering we found
the choking porn in his search history,
which Ryan watched and then showed his young cousin.
- We should go after you for the murder
of a 12-year-old girl.
- Hold on, hold on. That is not happening.
- Your client is at fault here.
- No, my son is at fault.
- So, wait, wait. Hold on.
Are you blaming your son for that?
- Well, he's the one that got confused
between fantasy and real life.
- Well, no, he may have pulled the trigger,
but you gave him the gun.
- Your son will stand before a judge.
But all of this started because you tried and failed
to teach your son how to be a man.
- You wanna be a real man?
[tense music]
Then take accountability.
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- My son's actions were wrong, but my own negligence
played a major role.
I should have never let my son Ryan
encounter such graphic material.
It was my responsibility to teach him
how to behave towards women,
and instead I introduced him to a world that demeans women.
I failed my wife.
I failed my son.
And most of all, I failed the young women who were hurt.
My whole adult life, I've just--
I've thrown money at problems when all along I didn't realize
the main problem was me.
Thank you, Your Honor.
- Is Ryan's father going to jail?
- You know, we don't know that yet, Hannah.
- And Ryan?
- Well, the court is mandating some things.
You know, he's gonna have weekly meetings
with a psychologist, assault prevention classes.
- Maybe all this will stop some other kid
from making the same mistake.
- And hopefully, some parents as well.
- Thank you, Captain Benson.
- You two take care of each other, okay?
- Nice work today, Counselor.
- I did what I could.
- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm gonna be a lot better in four hours.
Rollins is on a flight home.
- Time to let me buy you that drink?
- You always know when I need one.
Whiskey neat? - Sure.
- Good, 'cause I don't have any ice cubes.
- [chuckles]
So I talked to Josh's wife, Paula.
She is filing for divorce.
And she says that Ryan won't even speak to his father.
- Good.
He deserves to lose his family.
After the public shaming we just put him through,
I doubt his realty company is gonna keep him
on deck any longer.
- Well, then he's not gonna have much money left
after Eliza's parents take him to civil court
for wrongful death.
- Ah.
To justice.
- Is that what we got?
- It's a start.
- Sometimes that's the best we can do.
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