- 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.
- Gorgeous crowd.
For the most part.
- No woman is ever perfect enough for you, is she?
- One is, and I'm looking right at her.
Mm.
- Let's mingle.
- Okay, so, take some Blue Curacao,
add it to your Moscow Mule, and voilà, a Blue Mule.
- I love it!
- Yeah, it goes with the theme of the party, girl.
Drink your winter blues away.
- My God, your friends are so damn good looking.
- Yeah, get on out there.
Cuffing season is in full swing, you know?
- I mean just because it's cold and people are lonely
doesn't mean that they're desperate
to cuff up with some rando.
Although, wow, he could make me ignore my better angels.
- Ah, thank you.
- Where were we? - Hm...
- Ohh, last bad date, Chinese guy with the boat.
- Oh, God, you have been listening.
- Yeah, enough to know that that guy
brings nothing to the table.
- Eh, his family's rich. - Well, I'm broke.
But I'm fun.
- Hi there, are you the host? - Yes, guilty.
- Well, thank you so much for having us.
- My pleasure.
- Here, let me help you with that, uh...
- Trina. - I'll trade you, Trina.
- Okay. - These look interesting.
- Oh, I love Italian reds.
- Everything the French brag about, but cheaper.
- Hey, are you all right? - Yeah, yeah.
Just, um, too many Moscow Mules.
- My boyfriend's a doctor. Let me get him.
- Excuse me. Sorry.
Okay, everyone out. Let's go.
Bedroom's off limits.
- My bad. - I said everyone. Come on.
Have you seen Ava? - Who?
- The girl you were dancing with.
Um, blonde, petite. - So not as hot as you?
- She was wasted. I think she left.
Help me.
Help. Help me. Help, please.
Please.
Hello? Help.
- Ugh.
- Hello? - You got the wrong house.
- No! Wait, please. Please...
Please. - What's wrong?
Honey, what happened to you?
- I was raped.
- Bill?
- I'll call 911.
- Hey, Lieu, here you go. Almond milk, no sugar.
- Ah, you're the best. So the victim was found
wandering the streets ringing doorbells?
- Ava Parcell, she's 30 years old.
Tox screen showed MDMA, Clonazepam, and BAC was .15.
- Rape kit? - Minor trauma.
She had bruising in the thighs,
semen in the throat and her mouth.
The lab is running DNA right now.
- Oh, my God, with that level of intoxication,
let's hope she knows what planet she's on.
- I don't do drugs, ever.
- Okay, well, it's possible
that he may have slipped you something.
- Like, in my drink? - Maybe.
Do you remember where you were last night?
- Yeah, my new boss, Trina, had a party at her loft.
I had a few Moscow Mules. - Okay, were you with anyone?
- This guy, Lee. We were dancing.
My body started to feel heavy and hot.
- Do you remember what happened next?
- I went to the bathroom.
I thought I was going to throw up.
Then after that, everything just got fuzzy.
- Ava, you said that you were assaulted.
Do you have any idea where or when that was?
Was--was it at the loft party?
- I'm not sure.
I woke up in a strange bed.
My ankles were tied.
I untied them and then I just ran.
- Can you remember any other details, maybe?
A noise, a sound, a specific smell?
- He smelled--he smelled sweet.
Like--like Gucci Rush.
It made me think of high school.
- That's helpful. Was there--was there a woman?
- No, oh, my God, it was hers. It was hers.
My hands were pinned down and I couldn't move
and they were taking turns.
- They?
- It was a couple.
It was a man and a woman.
They both raped me.
- Oh, my God. That's horrible.
I found her purse and her phone last night under the table.
- Did you see who Ava left with?
- No, it was so crowded. Friends, friends of friends.
I don't even think I knew half the people that were here.
- So you didn't see her leave? - No, sorry.
- What about a guy named Lee? - Lee Black?
He didn't assault her. - You sound pretty sure.
- Yeah, because I am. He was with me all night.
- We're going to need to talk to him.
- I don't see why.
- Ava said she was raped by a couple.
- You don't think that I'm-- Okay, look.
Ava was long gone by the time Lee and I hooked up
and that was after 5 a.m.?
- Well, do you remember Ava hanging out
with any other couples at this party?
- Yeah, there was this-- this one couple.
I didn't really know them.
Um, I think the guy said he was a doctor.
- Did you get a name?
- No, but they did bring a bottle of wine.
I saw that it was expensive so...
I hid it.
- Lee Black. He's an unemployed actor.
Tox screen shows MDMA and cannabis.
- But he's not the one who assaulted Ava?
- His DNA was not a match.
- Okay, so we're back to square one.
- Okay, but maybe--maybe not. The Calloway-Crowne,
they ID'd all the buyers
of their $500 Barbaresco in the last week.
There was a web order shipped to Connecticut,
a delivery to Brooklyn,
and an in-store purchase yesterday.
The name on the credit card is Dr. Heath Barron.
- The woman who threw the loft party,
she said the guy was a doctor.
- Right. Not just "a" doctor: Dr. Heath Barron.
He's a celebrity plastic surgeon.
"Mr. Mommy Make-Over." He does reality TV.
He's a regular on the talk show circuit.
And this is his girlfriend, Sadie Parker.
She owns Sadie's Sugar Shack. Designer cupcakes.
- Okay, so let's see if Ava can make an ID.
- That's him. The guy from the party.
- You sure? You--you recognize him?
- Yes, that-- he looks so familiar.
- Is it possible that you've seen him on TV?
- No, I don't watch TV. He was definitely there.
Trina said that he brought
a way expensive bottle of red wine.
- And what about her?
- She was so nice.
She took me outside when I was feeling sick.
- Do you remember getting in a car with those two?
- Uh, maybe. I don't know.
- Okay, what do you--
what do you remember about them?
- She gave me a drink from her water bottle
and after that I went into a dark hole.
But before I blacked out she said
that she was going to go get her boyfriend.
That he was a doctor.
- Dr. Barron, I'm Lieutenant Benson.
- Ah, the big gun. I'm impressed.
- Sorry we, uh, screwed up your lunch.
- Ah, I wasn't really feeling sushi anyway.
Come in.
So I'm sure we could put this to bed quickly.
About last night, uh, what can I say?
Sex can become complicated.
- Well, we're just trying to figure out why
Ava Parcell would accuse you of rape.
- Yeah, I would like to know that, too.
You can ask me anything.
- Okay. Did you drug her? - No.
Actually, she offered Sadie and me ecstasy.
Sadie took a pill, I didn't.
I had patients to see today... - Okay.
- Ava was into it.
Can I talk to her? Clear up the confusion?
- Well, she didn't seem too confused.
- Well, she must be.
- How did you meet at the party?
- We were drinking these horrible blue drinks.
We started sharing.
- Sharing what?
- She said I was pretty, Heath was handsome.
Uh, she mentioned she'd had a bad three-way in college
and that maybe it was time to try again.
- So, uh, Ava was coming onto you?
- Yes, but I didn't mind.
She wasn't into the guy she was dancing with.
I ran into her in the bathroom. She was queasy.
I took her outside for some air.
She offered me ecstasy. I took it.
- And then?
- We started rolling. We got handsy, we kissed.
Then Heath found us.
- Ava's tox screen showed that she also had
Klonopin in her system.
- Huh. That's a dangerous combination.
- So you didn't give that to her?
- No, that would be against any doctor's ethical code.
No, we, uh, we met, connected.
She suggested taking the party home.
Sadie and I like to have fun on our off hours.
- Whose idea was it to take her home?
- Hers.
She didn't have to twist my arm.
- And when you got here? - Ava pulled me on top of her,
then she told Heath to tie her up.
- Huh, the neckties. So that was--
that was her idea, too? - Yes.
We even had plans to go to breakfast.
When we woke up, she was gone. Whatever she's saying--
- She's saying that she was raped.
That she couldn't move, she couldn't scream for help.
That is what she's saying.
- I met this woman for the first time last night.
She seemed cool but she was obviously on drugs,
acting out a sexual fantasy.
She was using us.
- Hm.
- So, this is a regular thing, picking up other women?
- Sadie and I have been together forever.
We're like an old married couple.
She jokes, "Add sugar to maintain freshness."
She's a baker. That's why.
- And Ava was the sweetener?
- I have a public profile.
I don't know anything about this woman or her agenda.
Is that on me? Yes.
Did I or Sadie assault her? Absolutely not.
And if she keeps this up,
I'm going to have to call my lawyer, okay?
- You know, we've heard this sex-games-gone-wrong story
a hundred times before. You buying it?
- Well, Botox and Cupcakes? Sounds tempting.
- You would've? - No, but I can dream, right?
Dr. Barron, he's--he's good-looking and he's nice,
he's successful, and Sadie looks like she just stepped off
of a cover of some magazine, right?
I mean, if Ava's into that sort of thing
and you throw some vodka and ecstasy in the mix?
- I get it.
- Hi. - Ava.
Hey, uh, why don't you step into my office?
- Yeah, can I get you coffee or anything?
- No, I'm fine.
So what are they saying?
- Well, they're claiming that the three-way was consensual.
- Consensual? No.
- They also said that you gave them the drugs.
- I told you that I don't do drugs,
so, no, I didn't drug them.
Do you believe them?
- We're just trying to figure out what happened.
All right, there were three people in that room
and two of them are saying that you're lying.
- I'm not lying. - Okay, well, Sadie also said
that you'd had a three-way in college.
Maybe you wanted to try it again?
- Even if I wanted to try it again, I did not want this.
Oh, my God. You don't believe me?
I did not want this.
They raped me! - Okay.
- Okay, what? What are you going to do?
Are you going to arrest them?
- We are going to build a case and we're going to start
by getting a search warrant for their apartment.
Okay?
- There must be a lot of beautiful people in this city.
- Couldn't pay me to inject poison in my face.
Damn, it's like a pharmacy in here.
Codeine, Oxy, Xanax, Ambien.
All prescribed to her by him.
- Perks of living with a doctor--nothing illegal.
- Yeah, but you don't stash your non-prescription drugs
in your medicine cabinet.
He's got some weed over here,
but he's got a prescription for this, too.
- Ey, whatever happened
to bottles of champagne and candles?
- You don't really want me to answer that, do you?
- No, I don't.
- Hey, I got some thumb drives over here.
Look at this.
- Number 12. Jane, Mary, Jenny,
Nita, Melissa, and Ava.
- Ava ever mention being recorded?
- You like watching, babe?
- You know I do.
- What about you, sweetheart?
- Ava is clearly unconscious. That's Rape One.
- We found dozens more,
all labeled with girls' first names and dates.
- Going back ten years.
- Lots of dilated pupils.
- And Ava's the first to complain?
- We could be looking at a lot of victims here.
- Well, let's start with one.
Pick up Sadie and Barron for the rape of Ava Parcell.
- Looking for Dr. Heath Barron.
- Aren't we all? Get in line, honey.
- Hey, where the hell is he?
- He's in a private booth.
- Mm, yeah.
- Excuse me, Dr. Barron?
- Uh, is there a problem, detectives?
I know you searched our house.
All the drugs were legal. You could have just asked.
Look, I've been accommodating, polite.
I know you're just doing your jobs
but this is getting irritating.
- Oh, it's getting irritating? - Yeah.
- Heath, can they do this?
- It'll be all right, Sadie. I'm calling my lawyer.
- You know what? That is a good idea,
because you're both under arrest
for the rape of Ava Parcell. - What?
- So three-ways are illegal now?
I thought this was New York, not Texas.
- The tyranny of the parochial, babe.
It's everywhere.
- You arrested my client because a party girl
enlisted him and his girlfriend for a threesome?
What am I missing?
- The video we have of our witness.
She's passed out in your client's bed,
incapable of consent.
- Yeah, you and your girlfriend
got quite a collection of sex tapes, Heath.
If watching sex is now illegal,
you're going to have to arrest 90% of the country.
- Well, that's a good point, but some of your victims
were too high to consent.
- That woman is unconscious.
- She's not unconscious.
She's pretending to be unconscious.
He name is Melissa Nochack.
She fantasized about being a living doll.
- So what, you can just do whatever you want with her?
- The important thing is it's what she wanted.
Don't judge it until you've tried it.
You wouldn't mind that, would you, Detective?
Two women, both melting under your touch,
every erotic sense in your body churning and churning
until they all explode simultaneously
in total mental and physical ecstasy?
- You got a number for this Melissa Nochack?
- So do you tape all of your threesomes?
- I like to watch.
- You do more than watch, Sadie.
- That's Jenny Abrams.
- And she looks like she's in quite a bit of distress.
- Oh, she was orgasming.
It was a big one.
- They say if you put photos side by side
of people in pain and people orgasming,
it's hard to tell the difference.
Have you ever made love to a woman?
Oh, I--I know you want to.
You want someone who understands you.
Your needs, your fantasies, your body.
Someone with gentle lips and a curious and generous tongue
searching your mouth while a man takes you hard, rough--
- No, that's okay.
- Sadie, are you aware
that your boyfriend brought a lawyer?
- I don't need a lawyer. - Did he tell you that?
- I have nothing to hide.
- They got an answer for everything.
- So did Ted Bundy, until he didn't.
- They were forthcoming about details
I wouldn't want to get into.
- Yeah, and they know we're going to check.
- So we check all of them.
Talk to each of the women they named
and anyone else you can find from the tapes.
- Yeah, that's me.
- Uh, Jenny, I'm not trying to embarrass you here, I just--
I need to know if what happened on this night
was consensual or not. It's--it's fine if it was.
- It was.
- Did you know that they were filming you?
- Sure. We watched it together after.
- You seem pretty out of it on the video, Nita.
- Wait, you watched me?
Cool.
- So this isn't a regular thing?
- I wouldn't tell you if it was.
Look, I'm an attorney at a high profile firm.
My private life is my private life.
- That's fair enough, Melissa.
I just need to know if what happened with Dr. Barron
and Sadie Parker was consensual.
- So someone they've been intimate with
alleges it wasn't, right?
Well, I can only speak for myself,
but we had a very enjoyable evening.
Can I go?
- Okay, thanks, Peter.
Heath and Sadie have been arraigned and released R.O.R.
- Of course they were. - These guys are Teflon.
We couldn't find anybody else to say anything bad about them.
- We've still got Ava.
- Whose story will be a lot less compelling to a jury
after they hear the other girls.
- Okay, so keep looking. Somebody's got to step up.
- Or not.
Heath and Sadie obviously aren't worried.
- Now there are some very troubling allegations
against you, specifically that you've had non-consensual sex
with a number of women.
- Yeah, and they are all 100% false.
- Oh, they're going on the offensive.
This must have been aired this morning.
- You have one of the most successful
plastic surgery practices in the city.
- Well, thank you. - So what's going on?
- Look, I certainly would have preferred to have kept
my sex life private but, uh, yes.
The fact is, I enjoy having sex
with my girlfriend and our friends.
- And what about you, Sadie? Are you up for this?
- Frankly, it was my idea. It's normal, what we do.
- Isn't she beautiful?
Look, I think in this one instance, Ava--uh, sorry--
this young woman got embarrassed after the fact,
which is a shame.
- They're liars.
- Ava. - I-I saw it.
My phone has been ringing off the hook.
They're making me out to be the bad guy.
The--the prude.
- You're not a prude,
because you didn't want to be assaulted.
Listen to me. You just put that
out of your head. That's--that's false.
- I'm being vilified on TV, online.
They're saying that I am doing this for a payoff.
- Okay, just--just-- let's--let's take a breath.
- You know, let's just drop the whole thing.
I don't want to press charges. I'm done.
- Ava, they're going to keep going.
There's going to be more girls, more victims.
- Let them testify.
- Hey, Lieu, I finally got something on that S.O.B.
I found an encrypted video on the doc's computer.
TARU enhanced it.
It's, uh-- it's particularly vivid.
The ending's no surprise.
- She can't be more than 14 or 15.
- I don't think the feds are going to prosecute
for possession of one video, but look at this.
Medical books.
- You think that Barron made this video?
- Yeah. I sent that girl's image to NCMEC.
Now they matched it through facial recognition.
Her name is Ceci Taylor. She went missing
from Brooklyn 14 years ago. That is one year before
Heath Barron graduated Stony Point Med.
- That's two hours north of the city.
- Now, if we can just prove that he shot this video there--
- Go, go.
- The Dean told me you were in Heath Barron's class
in med school, Professor.
- Louise is fine. My little Heath Bar.
That's what I called him. It was a long time ago.
- So you two were close? - Sure.
How do I put this? He wanted to be a lot closer.
- But you didn't want that.
- I was dating a guy with dirt under his fingernails.
Contractor.
- How did Heath handle rejection?
- Let me count the ways. Flowers, candy.
Once I went to his place to study.
He had a five course meal laid out
including some chichi bottle of Italian red.
Cost more than my rent.
- Do you remember where his place was?
- It's out near the lake.
I live out that way if you want to follow.
- Oh, my God.
- I'm so sorry, Mr. Taylor.
- One day Cecilia went to school
and she never came home.
That's not out there on the Internet?
- No, no, no, no.
As far as we know, it's just on one person's computer.
- What the hey?
Thank heaven for the little things.
She's dead, isn't she?
- We don't know.
- My wife and I didn't raise her like that.
Ceci was a good girl.
Sure, she smoked a little weed. Who didn't?
But she told us about it.
She and Ruth were so close.
- Your wife?
- Passed away last year.
Hit by a drunk driver on Nostrand Avenue.
Ceci and Ruth talked about everything.
She was mostly happy till high school.
She told Ruth all about her--her first crush,
Rob Kurtz.
You know how it is with teen girls.
She wasn't in with the "in" crowd.
So she assumed it was because she wasn't...
pretty.
There was nothing we could do or say
to convince her otherwise.
Rob's a lawyer now out in LA.
- Mr. Taylor...
I know how difficult this is.
Is it possible that Ceci ever--
ever tried to get ahold of you via text or via email?
Maybe--maybe the phone rang and no one was there?
- Believe me, we prayed every night
for a sign she was alive.
Seven years ago on Ceci's birthday,
Ruthie and I had a fake funeral.
Father John said it would give us some kind of closure.
There's no such thing as closure.
What the hey?
Maybe it's a good thing Ruthie's gone.
- Come on, girls, here we go. Coo, coo-coo-coo.
- Excuse me. - Huh? Hmm?
Oh, can I help you?
- Sergeant Tutuola, Detective Carisi.
Can we talk to you for a minute?
- Is something wrong? - We just want to ask you
about somebody who used to live here.
Heath Barron?
- Yeah. Oh, please.
- I'll get it. - Thanks.
Yeah, so my husband and I just split up.
- Sorry to hear that.
- Ugh, Noel ran off with our lawyer's assistant.
This house just had too many memories.
My sister asked me to move in with her in Philly.
That's where we grew up.
And Heath was the first person to answer the ad,
so I rented it to him.
- Mrs. Kimbel, um, did anybody ever move in here with Heath?
- You mean like a girl? - That's exactly what we mean.
- I doubt it. - Why's that?
- When he came to look at the place,
we had a cup of coffee and a long talk,
and he told me he was fixed on this med student,
but she was living with another guy who worked construction.
So I told him about girls like that,
girls who prefer men with calluses on their hands
to grey matter in their heads.
I'm a girl like that. Look where it got me.
- Does this house have a basement?
- Yeah. - Can we take a look?
- Yes, of course.
- He shot the video right there.
- Let me see it.
Mrs. Kimbel, did you do any remodeling down here?
- No, never.
- So you didn't replace any of these panels?
- Actually, I never noticed that before.
- Mrs. Kimbel, would you do me a favor
and wait for us upstairs?
- Oh, sure.
- Guess we know what happened to Ceci Taylor.
- Seven years for child porn. Murder he goes away for life.
- Oh, my God!
- He covered the body in lye to stop the smell.
- Something a med student would know.
- Well, he's not just a perv anymore.
He's a perv murderer.
- Guys, let's--let's not get out ahead of our skis.
- Let's not get ahead of our skis?
Lieutenant, no disrespect but we got a little girl on video.
We got a little girl's bones.
From where I'm standing, two plus two equals four.
- And sometimes it doesn't.
The ME ran the DNA from the bones in the bag
against a sample from a hair brush that her father gave us.
It doesn't match up.
- The body in the bag is not Ceci Taylor?
- Not if you believe science.
- Maybe that new video of Ceci will convince Ava to testify.
- That video was very convincing.
Maybe it'll convince someone else.
Thanks for coming in, Sadie.
- I didn't really have a choice, did I?
- No, you didn't.
- I actually feel sorry for Ava.
Sex shouldn't be a shameful thing.
Heath's lawyer says she doesn't want to testify.
- Well, not everyone's as open as you are.
But I actually didn't want to speak to you about Ava.
Why don't you have a seat?
- Is someone else telling more lies about us?
- I wanted to talk to you about a video
that Heath kept hidden on his computer.
Yeah, I wondered why he didn't want you to see this one.
- Her name is Ceci Taylor.
She was 14 when you recorded this
so that makes you a pedophile, Doc.
You think that's me?
Oh, for God's sakes.
Somebody emailed it to me. - And you kept it.
- It was years ago. I forgot about it.
I have no idea who made that.
- That's weird, because it was recorded
when and where you lived during med school.
The odds are pretty good that, uh,
that you're telling a little white one here.
- Pretty good doesn't cut it in a criminal trial, Detective.
- I'm sorry, how do you know
where I lived during medical school?
- I'm glad you asked me that. Your old classmate, Louise,
took my colleagues there.
Yeah, did you know Louise teaches at your alma mater now?
- You spoke to Louise?
- Yeah. Looks like somebody
might still be carrying a torch.
Please, that's ridiculous.
- That's one possibility.
The other possibility is that you've been looking
for Ms. Louise ever since she walked out
of your five course Italian feast 14 years ago.
- We also found this at the house.
Now my guess is that's another one
of your boyfriend's victims.
You think Heath killed somebody?
- I do.
A teenage runaway that he used before he found Ceci.
- She was a great substitute for Louise for a minute,
but then you got tired of her. Enter Ceci.
- And I suppose I killed her too?
- I'm thinking we'll be digging up her bones
sooner or later, yeah.
- God. What is it with you people?
Do you hate sex or are you just scared of it?
We enjoy what's natural, what's beautiful.
You get your jollies by turning it all
into something sick and criminal.
- Truth be told, I couldn't care less what you and Heath
do in your private life,
as long as nobody else gets hurt.
That's the only thing that I'm concerned with.
But somebody else did get hurt, Sadie.
Somebody ended up in the wall of his house.
Now I'm assuming that you didn't know about that.
- He's a healer, not a killer.
What the hey? You'll never prove any of it.
- Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
You're Ceci.
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- You're the girl in this video.
- You're crazy--look at her. She looks nothing like me.
- Of course she doesn't,
because Dr. Heath Barron took care of that.
He got bored with Ceci, so he turned her into Sadie?
- Stop!
- Stop? Ceci, you were 14.
You should have been out shopping for prom dresses or--
or gossiping with your friends about Rob Kurtz.
- I said stop!
- He's in LA, by the way. He's a lawyer there.
Heath Barron stole all of that from you.
It's time for you to stop protecting him.
- You've never been in love, have you?
- But does he love you?
- That's a stupid question.
I'm everything to him.
- Then why does he keep inviting
other women into your bed?
- Her name is Moira.
I met her at a bowling alley in Brooklyn.
It was raining. I didn't have my umbrella.
She said her friend would drive me home.
- But he took you up to his lake house?
- I thought it would be fun.
- So what happened to Moira?
- One day I woke up and she was gone.
He told me she went back home to her mom.
I saw him re-paneling the wall,
but he said it was a water leak.
- Do you know what I think, Ceci?
I think that Moira
didn't live up to his fantasy
and so...
He's not a killer.
Oh, that's-- that's not what he is.
- Maybe it was an accident.
Maybe he didn't mean to kill her.
But whatever it was, when he got bored with her,
you became his fantasy girl.
And then when he got bored with you,
he molded you into what he saw as perfection.
- No, no! He loves me.
- No, he loves the idea of you.
The perfect beauty.
But beauty fades, Ceci.
Even the perfect beauty that he created.
That's why he brings other women home to your bed.
Because he's searching for something
that can never, ever really exist.
- Look, women are fragile beings.
They're tortured by the what-ifs.
What if I didn't have that damn mole?
What if my lips were a little plumper?
What if my breasts were a little firmer?
- I'm sure you know what I'm talking about, Detective.
I'm sure you've spent more than one sleepless night wondering,
"What if my body doesn't return to where it was?"
- We don't need to talk about me.
- Why not? You're a woman.
You have fantasies.
I make those fantasies real.
I do not kill little girls.
- You don't care about your patient's fantasies.
You care about your own.
But that's the thing about fantasies.
They're not going to be about flesh and blood.
They're never going to be real. - Okay, you know what?
I've heard enough of this. Let's go home.
- The only place you're going is Rikers; sit down.
- He's already been R.O.R. - Yeah, for Ava's rape.
Now he's looking at murder, so I said sit.
- Did you rape Ava Parcell?
I know that you weren't in control of what you were doing,
and I know that you did everything for him.
- He needs me. - Yes, he does.
But you don't need to spend
the rest of your life in prison.
So tell me what happened, Ceci, and we can work out a deal.
- We gave Ava a lot of drugs. It's not like we hurt her.
- Yes, you did.
And you more than anyone should know that.
- I didn't mean to. I just like being--
- Being what, Ceci?
Being beautiful.
- She's so sad.
- They were both searching for something that didn't exist.
- I'll testify.
- Good.
It's the right thing.
- So Stone says he'll work with Ceci
if she testifies against Barron.
- NCMEC found two Moiras missing in the time frame.
- I would not want to make those calls.
- Mr. Taylor.
- I came as soon as I could. Is she okay?
- She's a little rattled,
but I'm sure that this will help.
This way. Hey, can we open it up?
Hi.
- Ceci?
- Daddy, I'm sorry.
- Oh, baby. Oh, baby, ohh.
Oh, baby. - I'm so sorry.
- Oh, it's okay.
Oh, it's okay. Ohh.