Law & Order: Special Victims Unit

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.

- No! - No!

No, I think she hit her head! Oh, no!

Let's go!

- Wait, I don't think she's breathing, man!

Get back in the car!

Come on, let's get out of here.

Let's go!

- Help! There's a girl on the ground over here!

She needs a doctor! Over here!

Help!

- He's a waffle guy. - Oh, I'm good with coffee.

Thanks.

Like I said, looked through hundreds of cases.

I'm sure you did.

And, uh, are there minor mistakes?

Yeah, sure.

License plate numbers transposed,

paperwork misfiled, small stuff.

I mean, you could find worse in my jacket.

Could we now?

- It's not like there was incompetence or corruption.

I'd like to decide for myself, Jake.

May I have the file?

Thank you.

You're wrong about this.

You're wrong about Benson, OK?

And whatever chain of command or BS you're hung up on,

let it go.

Wow.

Six months as a detective,

and he's ready to run the Bureau.

Do you remember when you had that problem in high school

with that kid and you called me?

I'm not doing that.

No, this is not about how many times you helped me

or how tight you were with my dad.

I'm not gonna look the other way

when you're doing something wrong.

What am I doing wrong?

You're undermining a good cop.

You're letting your ego make decisions.

Yeah.

And when you can't get to her,

you go after someone in her unit.

Then you set me up to be the fall guy.

- That's untrue. - I still don't understand why.

- If Captain Benson asks you to do something,

and you did the opposite,

what do you think would happen?

- That's not the same thing. - It's exactly the same thing.

I am not being unreasonable. I'm not even being political.

I'm being a boss.

If she does good,

you look good, right?

Why not just make her an ally?

I tried.

Benson's only ever allied with herself.

- There's a teenage girl in the hospital...

head trauma, signs of sexual assault.

Go

Jake,

you can leave the file.

We found her school ID in her pocket.

Emma Burns, 16, attends Carlton Prep.

- How is she doing? - Stable, but unconscious.

There's a subdural hematoma from getting

tossed out of the car, bruising and blood in her underwear.

Plus, the tox screen showed Lorazepam in her system.

- Anybody get a good look at the car that dumped her?

Witness said it was an SUV.

We can get you the security footage,

- but they said it's not helpful. - OK

- Sorry. - Thank you so much.

All right, Lorazepam is a benzo,

so that increases impulsivity, and it induces memory loss.

- Basically a roofie. - Yes.

Hey. How was your breakfast?

- You know, like talking to a charming brick wall.

- Yeah. - You back with us?

Told Cap don't make me a cake,

- but yeah, I'm back. - Well, that's good to hear.

So how about the two of you go through

the security footage and see if you can see

something that they didn't?

Something's up with this kid.

Think he knows something?

Let's ask.

Hey.

Hey, hey. Hey, stop.

Got me running the first day back?

- Seriously? - Hey!

Oh, and it's unlocked.

- Thanks, kid. - Hey, that's private property.

You can't take that.

Technically, it's abandoned property,

- which we can search. - Please, just give it back.

I didn't do anything wrong. I'm just here visiting someone.

- Look at this... - "At the hospital.

"Cops here.

Nobody better snitch."

- You know what the first rule about not snitching is?

Don't text about not snitching.

- You have to do it. - Oh, my God.

Ethan's social media helped identify

the kids in this video, all seniors at Carlton Prep.

Oh, I've heard of that.

- It's a high-end private school. - So these four...

Ethan Weiss, Matt Davis, John Gallagher, Casey Stewart...

were all on the group chat.

- Possibly the ones that took her to the hospital.

- And no luck with Ethan? - I tried.

He's not talking.

- These private school kids ain't gonna talk to the cops.

Their parents will pay for the best lawyers in the city.

Most of these kids are 17 years old,

so we don't need their parents' consent to talk to them.

Let's grab them on the way to school.

And ever since she cut her hair,

- she looks like a hippopotamus. - Hey.

- What the hell, bruh? - Come with me, bruh.

You too. Let's go.

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Hey. - Oh!

All sticks and stems.

You got beat, kid.

So let's start with an easy one.

Where was the party last night?

- Look, I'd love to help you, but I have no idea

what you're even saying right now.

- Casey, your friend may have been sexually assaulted,

and I think that you can help her.

- And I think I'd like to speak to my attorney.

Just tell us what happened.

We'll forget about the weed.

What weed?

Wise guy, huh?

Wise enough not to talk to cops.

So, John,

your friend, Emma,

she's in pretty bad shape.

She may have been sexually assaulted,

and we're just trying to figure out what happened.

So can you help me help her?

Lawyer.

We know you care about Emma.

You came to the hospital to check on her.

You tried to help her, right?

You saw that she was in trouble,

and you tried to help her?

Listen, I swear...

That's enough.

Ethan, I'm your lawyer.

Don't say another word.

- Calm down! - We are leaving

to Aruba tomorrow.

You need to release these kids immediately.

- I'm not gonna let this get in the way of my vacation.

These kids are not going anywhere.

I want to speak to my son.

- You're not gonna give us anything, Sergeant?

- I skipped donuts at the courthouse for this?

What a mess.

- Well, they all lawyered up and won't talk,

and we can't hold them.

Which means we got no leads.

There's nothing you can do?

All right, put all the lawyers

in the conference room.

I got an idea.

Just give us a minute, all right, guys?

Thank you.

- Hey. - Hey.

So I wanted to give you a heads-up.

I did some digging, and I found the retired

IAB detective who investigated your dad's shooting.

Oh, yeah?

OK, the case I'm on is a cluster.

All right, that's fine.

- It's best I talk to him anyway. - I owe you.

- Yeah. - I take Venmo.

Sonny, what's up with all the theatrics?

You know you can't talk to our clients.

Well, you're right.

I'm not gonna talk to all of them.

I'm only gonna talk to one of them.

- What does that mean? - Well, these kids are in deep.

And, uh, I'm gonna make an offer to the first one

that comes forward with useful information.

- The rest can drown. - Come on, Carisi.

There's a teenage girl in the hospital

because one of your dumb-ass clients

dropped her on her head.

This train is leaving the station,