Law & Order Special Victims Unit s06e12 Episode Script
Identity
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.
You have arrived at your destination.
This doesn't look like a hot after-hours club to me, Herb.
It's covered with graffiti.
Let me see the address.
Maybe you punched it in wrong.
No, this dump is the right place.
Doesn't make sense.
Those models were totally into us.
It's 2:30.
I think we should just call it a night.
And you wonder why you don't get laid, Melvin.
I'm a scared little girl.
Someone might muss up my frilly The bus just took off with the car's occupants.
They see anything? Just the windshield up close and personal when the body hit.
Building's got no windows.
Must've taken a nosedive from the roof.
With his pants around his ankles.
Maybe he solicited the wrong hooker and she rolled him.
Don't think she'd have left this.
$2,000.
All in $50s.
Not quite fat enough to cushion the fall.
Judging by the blood spatter on the hood, his heart was still pumping when he hit the windshield.
Luis Vega, just turned 25.
Looks like he died two blocks from his house.
Then he was slumming it.
Check this out.
He's got a Rolex, diamond studs.
SCA, not his initials.
Could be his girlfriend's.
So they like having sex in dangerous places.
They had a mishap.
Then this girlfriend's got some serious issues with the relationship.
Why do you say that? She left deep bite marks on his penis.
About that bug that got scraped off the windshield A little respect for the dead, please.
We ran your dearly departed through the system.
Luis Vega.
Possession, assault, petty theft and burglary.
No sex assaults? He did a bullet upstate for knocking over an OTB.
Got out six months ago.
And went right back to his old ways, judging by the two grand in his pocket.
Not to mention the bling.
Any leads on a girlfriend with the initials SCA? That's no lady, that's a gang.
Stone Cold Assassins.
This wasn't the MO of a gang hit.
Well, maybe the guy wanted out and one of the gang girls set him up.
It's not like there's any retirement plan.
It's blood in, blood out.
He is a rapist.
I knew Luis Vega sounded familiar.
I took a DD5 on a rape a couple of months ago.
Complaining witness was an Don't tell me Novak pled out the gangbanger.
No.
Claudia recanted before I could track him down.
Well, maybe she decided to take justice into her own hands.
Let's see if we can't put Claudia on that roof with Luis.
How you doing, Claudia? Long time no see.
What do you want? A few words about Luis Vega.
I dropped those charges.
Yeah, well, someone dropped him off a roof last night.
Look, I have nothing to do with him or that gang no more.
You didn't say you were a member of the Stone Cold Assassins when we first met.
Maria, can you take over for me, please? Look, I never made it into the gang.
Yeah, but you tried.
Once you're in, you live the sweet life.
But I couldn't pass initiation.
Which was what? Ladies' choice.
I tossed the dice.
See how many gang members she'd have to have sex with.
I rolled an 11.
Made it through three, but I couldn't take it no more.
Was Luis one of the three? No.
He was number four.
You changed your mind, but he took his turn anyway.
I was almost home.
Got me in the stairwell.
Then why'd you drop the charge? 'Cause I wanted to live.
Thing is you're alive and Luis isn't.
You think I'm the only girl he ever raped? A lot of rubies had trouble with him.
Looks like two of Luis' rubies, glued to the pinball as promised.
Damn it.
Popo in the house.
Ladies, sorry for your loss.
I didn't lose.
I'm high scorer.
I'm talking about your gang brother, Luis.
We ain't no bangers.
Sweetie, you have SCA stenciled across your nails.
Gotta belong somewhere, yo.
Right, with a bunch of guys who abuse you? Assassins take care of us.
How? By using you as drug mules? Pimping you out? Beating you up? It's better than the crap I get at home.
How old are you? Sixteen.
Order up.
Yo, Carmen, our slices are up.
Well, Luis was 25.
He ever mess with you? Luis wasn't even hardly in the mix no more.
He only came around for the fringe benefits.
Meaning he raped you, too.
The girl who killed him was just trying to defend herself.
Okay? Defend herself.
Now, we don't want your boys retaliating against her.
Talk to us.
Protect yourself.
Or at least one of your sisters.
Wasn't no sister that killed him.
Just some crazy-ass homeless girl.
Deaf-mute.
But not ugly, though.
Everyone knows Luis liked to mess with her.
What makes you think she killed him? Word on the street, she'd been sleeping up on that roof.
Where can we find her now? just in this city.
I haven't met them all.
She's young, pretty, and deaf.
Why you looking for her? Stone Cold Assassins think she killed one of their members, Sister Peg.
Most likely in self-defense as he was raping her, but we doubt SCA's gonna split that hair.
Hey, where are you going? You won't find Katie without me.
And I know sign language.
That's her.
She's teamed up with Betty.
She must know that she's in danger.
She's 50 blocks from where she usually sleeps.
Upper East Side garbage has better pickings.
Katie, these people are here to help you.
She can lip read.
Relax, we just wanna talk.
Just wanna talk.
You have a history with this guy, Luis? She said she wasn't up there last night.
She slept at Grand Central.
Who said anything about last night? I got there after.
Saw him dead on the car.
We have a homicide that we can't close without your cooperation.
She swears she didn't do it.
Well, look, the Stone Cold Assassins are looking for you.
You're not safe on the street, so for your protection, we're gonna bring you in.
Hey! No, let her go.
Let her go.
She won't talk to you! I gotta talk to her! She trusts me.
Now, I'll work with her.
Bring her down to the precinct.
Let's go find Betty.
We have to talk to you about your friend, Katie.
How do you two communicate? She reads my lips, I read her notes.
She written you any notes recently about Luis Vega? No.
Well, maybe we could see some of her notes.
Do you have them in here? You can't have it! Luis pays us $50 for this stuff.
Why, what do you got in there? Luis had a roll of 50s on him.
I got 38 bucks.
I got $24.
Hey, Betty! Betty.
I'll give you $62 for those bags.
Here.
$62, right there.
Done.
Good.
Lots of papers.
Not just any papers.
Utility bills, credit card bills.
Wow.
Hundreds of them.
Everything you'd need to steal someone's identity.
Betty, you and Katie working for Luis? Luis pays a lot of street folks to do this.
Any idea where Luis takes this stuff? Federal Agents.
Everyone stay where you are.
Hands where we can see them.
Up against the wall! Warrant allows us to search the premises.
Carmen, hey.
Thanks for volunteering.
Why don't you give me a little office tour? I was just playing computer games! Looks like a spreadsheet to me.
We got names, addresses, dates of birth, Social Security numbers.
And people call me paranoid for shredding my junk mail.
Blank credit cards, embossing machines.
It's like printing their own money.
Ten million victims last year.
Cost banks and consumers $50 billion.
Six months, tops.
Probably suspended.
No.
No, no, no, no.
That's why the Feds are here.
Mail fraud, ongoing criminal conspiracy.
They'll be trying you under RICO.
Never heard of him.
Sweetheart, it's a law that'll keep you in jail till you're old and wrinkled.
Unless you wanna tell me who can call the dogs off Katie.
I ain't talking to no police! Let's go meet Rico, whoever the hell he is.
This street gang used the homeless to rack up over a million bucks? Doesn't anybody read their credit card bills? They never got them.
The gang would file a change of address to a private mail drop and then apply for new cards.
Lot of victims don't even know it yet.
Yeah, and they're not going to till they go buy their dream house with their perfect rating, which is now in the toilet.
Sister Peg.
What's the matter? I promised to protect her.
I told Katie she'd be safe in my shelter.
You were supposed to bring her here.
Where is she? Everybody was asleep.
I just left the room for a minute! And then he ran right into me.
He said he'd come back if I talked.
What did he do to Katie? He slit her throat.
Gangbanger cut her ear to ear.
He was sending a message, cutting her vocal cords.
It was completely pointless.
Yeah, we know.
I don't think you do.
I had a forensic odontist make a mold of her mouth to compare with the bite marks on Luis.
They don't match.
He killed the wrong girl.
Without a doubt.
I'm still waiting for DNA results from saliva off the bite marks, but I did run a chromosomal analysis to narrow down a few genetic traits.
Great.
We'll print up flyers, hope somebody recognizes her genes.
We've all got 23 pairs of chromosomes.
The 46th strand determines gender.
That's a "Y" chromosome.
Yep.
Luis was up there with a man.
There.
Halfway up the courtyard.
It was dark, but I think that's him.
It is.
That's the banger the Stone Cold Assassins sent to kill Katie.
Come on, you gotta see this.
Five minutes.
I'll leave the door open.
Come on, baby Good decision.
Take a hike.
He's mine.
I know you? Why are you playing me like that after everything we've been through? The hell? You're under arrest.
Hector Ramirez.
You have the right to remain silent.
You got the wrong guy! Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
Oh! What do we have here? Gravity knife.
What are you, stupid enough to carry the murder weapon with you? Who you calling stupid? You, stupid.
You killed the wrong girl.
I didn't kill nobody.
Luis wasn't on that roof with Katie.
He was doing a guy.
You're lying.
He has a dragon tattoo on his left wrist.
SCA.
Stone Cold Assassins.
Go back to the car.
I'm not afraid of this coward.
Well, you should be, bitch! You think you're a big man? Killing a deaf girl when she's asleep? She wasn't asleep.
She was scared and begging.
Be careful of his teeth.
We gotta make a cast to match the bite marks on Luis' genitals.
What? Is that why you killed Katie, huh? She see you with your boyfriend? I'm no maricón! You filthy liar.
You said Katie was begging? She couldn't even speak.
She tried.
Kept mouthing, "Wasn't me.
" Making this retarded hand signal.
Un-cuff his hand.
What was it? What was it? Doesn't make sense.
That's the sign for graffiti.
So this is where Katie called home.
Graffiti central.
Luis' body hit the car down there and this is the only way up.
Katie didn't get here after the attack.
She got here during it? She must've been trying to tell Hector she saw somebody else up here.
Someone with a can of spray paint.
Well, this is old and weathered.
You know, it's been here for a while.
That looks new.
Maybe that's our guy.
There's a signature inside the two.
SYK.
Rival gang? Luis comes up here to rape Katie.
Instead, he finds another banger tagging his turf.
And he teaches him a lesson by making him his bitch.
SYK isn't going for it.
So he bites down, barrels into Luis.
Who falls, rolls down this slope.
Three stories down.
Splat.
Right onto the car.
Totals out a damn fine Beemer.
So who are the B22Bs? B, Two, and two B's.
Born To Be Bad.
Originated out of a hoity-toity private school on the Upper East Side.
A gang of bored rich kids? Not a street gang.
A writing crew.
This was just a graffiti artist? Anti-Graffiti Task Force removed 16 million square feet of that art last year, all at taxpayers' expense.
They deface property.
They're criminals, not artists.
They get street cred for style, volume and degree of risk.
Like a three-story building in Harlem.
Yeah.
Highway overpasses, bridges, inner walls of subways.
We've had more than a few casualties.
So what's SYK? That's the tagger's signature.
He's calling himself Sick.
You run across him before? No SYK.
They've got a SYKO.
Says he pronounces it "Psycho.
" Real name's Logan Stanton.
What would I be doing in Harlem? Graffiti Task Force says you get around, Logan.
Subways, water towers.
Headmaster said you left your mark on every nook and cranny of this building.
It was a phase.
I got over it.
Being Psycho? Why would you call yourself that? My therapist said it was a desperate cry for attention.
But you worked through it? Yeah, 100 hours of community service did the trick.
Hey, that's my locker! Looks like someone still has the aerosol monkey on his back.
Logan, you need to tell us what happened on that roof.
I don't know how to dumb this down for you anymore.
It wasn't me.
You sprayed your name at the crime scene.
Someone ripped off my tag! Yeah, he went to a dangerous neighborhood, risked his neck climbing up those girders, just to hand you the credit? Why would he do that? I don't know.
People just like screwing with me.
Story of my life.
Logan, we understand that you're scared.
I'm not scared! I'm pissed! So maybe you think you're in too deep and you can't get out.
Look, sometimes, there are extenuating circumstances.
You just need to be straight with us.
Tell us exactly what happened up there, and this will be okay.
There's nothing to tell! I was home in my bed! So we should talk to your parents? How would they know what I do? They don't give a crap.
Logan.
Do you get off torturing people like this? Look, sit down.
Get me out of here! Help! Get me out of here! Get me out of here! I called you in because he was wigging out after Elliot and Olivia collared him.
What do you think? Aside from his anger issues, he's paranoid and unstable.
Why is he in there without a parent? They're on their way.
You're forgetting I used to be a cop.
They're in there practically spoon-feeding him self-defense.
He's an under-aged suspect.
You're manipulating the situation to get a confession out of an emotionally disturbed boy without an advocate in his corner.
Captain, the kid's parents are here.
Put them in my office.
He needs them in there.
And I need to hear their account of Logan's movements that night before he gets to talk to them.
Mr.
And Mrs.
Stanton, thank you for coming down.
There's been a horrible mistake.
Tell him, Lindsay.
Captain, this is Logan's twin sister.
My brother was home.
I saw him.
I saw him when I got up and went to his room.
In the middle of the night? He always falls asleep with his TV blaring.
It woke me up.
Now, what time was this? I remember thinking, "Two, three, four.
Right in order.
" Well, just because his TV was on doesn't mean he was in there.
I went in to turn it off.
He threw a book at me, and called me "butt-face," and he told me to get the hell out.
Well, in that case, this should be easy to clear up.
Will you authorize a DNA swab? Absolutely.
But our attorney says that Logan shouldn't say another word to you.
I hear the DNA came back on Logan Stanton.
Perfect match to the saliva on the bite marks.
He was on that roof with Luis.
Oh, what do we do now? Well, we thought it would be more humane not to pick him up at his school, so we're picking him up at his house.
How many children have you had who caused the death of their attackers? You have to appreciate how much that compounds the trauma of the sexual assault.
And you have to appreciate that this is an open homicide.
He's gonna have to work with us.
I don't have to tell you the staggering statistics on how few boys report their rapes.
No, you don't.
And there might be other factors.
If Logan is homosexual, he may feel he somehow brought it on himself.
He's coming to terms with his sexuality, he's conflicted.
It's a theory.
Mind if I come with you? Doesn't make sense.
Logan, get down here! Well, obviously, Logan had Lindsay lie for him.
This is a nightmare.
Logan, you have to tell these people the truth.
No one's blaming you.
They're here to help you.
What the hell are you talking about? Why did you lie to us? You swore on your grandmother's grave it wasn't you.
It wasn't! What's going on? Logan, please.
You're gonna have to come with us.
Where are you taking him? Mom! Why won't you listen to me? I can listen to everything you have to say.
Who the hell are you? I'm a psychiatrist.
Logan.
Logan.
Logan, no! I told you, no more shrinks! I told you! Relax.
Get your hands off of him! Lindsay! Hey! Let me go! Are you okay? Yeah, I'm fine.
Emergency services? Dr.
Hendrix admitting two This is all your fault! Why didn't you protect him? You said you just wanted to help me! I knew you were lying! I knew it! Pretty powerful swing you've got there.
You fractured one of my partner's ribs.
I'm sorry.
Assaulting a police officer is a very serious offense.
I was trying to protect my brother.
We weren't there to hurt him, Lindsay.
Your brother is a victim of a crime.
No, he wasn't.
I was.
You were on the roof with him? No.
I was alone.
Lindsay, that's not possible.
His writing crew won't let girls in.
I figured if I put my tag someplace cool, they'd have to take me.
It was your brother's tag.
I wanted them to be close.
His is SYKO, mine is SYKE, with an "E.
" I just didn't get to finish.
So tell me what happened.
I had just finished the "K" when I felt this tug on my leg.
And he pulled me down on this ramp.
And he was about to punch me.
And then he saw I was a girl.
And he said he had something better for me.
And he unzipped his pants.
So what did you do? I bit down as hard as I could.
And he stumbled backwards and fell off the edge.
Is this what your brother told you? No! It happened to me.
Lindsay, that's not possible.
It was your brother's DNA.
The tests prove it.
I have to talk to Logan.
Please, you have to let me see him.
Please.
Why is she taking the blame for him? They're twins.
They develop closer bonds than most siblings.
There are documented cases where one twin, thousands of miles away, knew the exact moment when the other one died.
What, Lindsay empathically sensed when Logan was attacked? He obviously gave her the details, but some twins are so enmeshed that Lindsay might actually feel like she's the one who was attacked.
Or Logan is the alpha twin and he's coerced her into covering for him.
He's here.
You always let your sister fight your battles for you? No.
She nearly took me out defending you.
She was pissed.
Yeah.
She knows you have no business with me.
Why is she trying to take the fall for you? What are you talking about? She told us what happened on that roof.
She gave us details only you could know.
How could I tell her about something that didn't even happen? I understand how difficult it is to talk about this, but you're only making it worse for yourself.
I need to talk to Lindsay.
Look, there's no reason to drag your sister into this.
I'm not saying another word till you let me talk to my sister.
I think you should put them together.
This is a homicide investigation.
What could it hurt? They've already collaborated on their stories.
Excuse me.
We got a statement yet? Close.
He channeled it through his sister, but can't admit that it happened to him.
The kid was sodomized.
He's hung up on it.
Well, does he realize he could be charged with murder? Everyone knows this was self-defense.
But if he used more force than necessary, it's involuntary manslaughter.
Can I talk to you in private? The twins were born here at Bellevue.
I just pulled their medical files.
You might want to subpoena them.
Why, what's in there? Well, I can't say they're at risk, but there are several red flags.
You're asking me to get a subpoena for a fishing expedition.
I need specifics.
I can't tell you.
Then, I can't help you.
What if I tell you what's not in there? I've never run across anything like this.
Entire chunks have been redacted.
Well, that usually means someone's trying to hide something.
So order the complete files.
I can't.
Their therapist pulled me off the case right after they were admitted.
I've already overstepped my bounds by reviewing these.
If there is a case, you've tainted it.
I had to find out why they've been seeing this particular therapist.
Why? Who is it? A sex therapist.
What sexual problems could these children have? They are abnormally close.
Incest? They're desperate to see each other.
I wanna see how they interact.
I'm sorry for dragging you into this.
No whispering.
Well, can we talk in private for a minute? We can't allow that.
Come on, Lindsay.
Why don't we all sit down? Logan, sit here.
So let's talk about who was on that roof.
It was me.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Time out.
None of that.
What the hell are they saying? It's a made-up language.
My twins had one when they were young.
Hey, enough! Guys, English only, okay? No.
No, no, no, no.
No more gibberish.
Talk to us.
Dr.
Hendrix.
We asked you that before Dr.
Blair.
These are my patients.
I thought I took you off this case.
The detectives are interviewing them.
I was just observing.
I'm Casey Novak.
I'm the A.
D.
A.
On the case.
So you're their therapist? Yes.
May I ask what you're seeing them for? I'm afraid that's privileged.
Have these detectives worked with children before? It's their specialty.
If you'll excuse me, I think my patients need me.
Well, I guess he won't be working with us.
The doctor won't talk, their parents won't talk.
Who else is gonna know what's going on in this family? I take care of the Stantons' house, not the kids.
How long have you been with them? Eight years.
It's a good job.
I would like to keep it.
Would you say that Lindsay and Logan are overly affectionate? Sometimes they go days without speaking to each other.
What's that about? Usually after they see the doctor.
You mean their therapist? When they come home, they lock themselves in separate rooms.
Won't even look at each other at the dinner table.
You ever ask them what that's about? They went through a lot of nannies.
Talk to them.
I was only with them for six months.
You know why they were seeing a shrink? Well, I'd assume it was over the fighting.
With the parents? Each other.
They're violent little urchins.
I couldn't handle them.
Fist fights? Wrestling? Knockdown drag-outs.
So Logan battered his sister? It was usually instigated by Lindsay.
So why was Lindsay so angry? There was so much tension in the house.
Was Logan ever inappropriate with her? No.
It was the mother.
Picked at her constantly.
For what? For everything.
Her hair, clothes, makeup.
And she'd force her to take these pills.
Said they were multi-vitamins.
What do you think they were? All I know is, A, they were prescribed by a doctor, and, B, I gave one to Logan once, Mrs.
Stanton went ballistic.
Was Lindsay sick a lot? Poor little thing was always in and out of the hospitals.
But that was back when she was a toddler.
What was wrong with her? Chronic bladder infections.
That's a lot of female trouble for such a little girl.
Never kept her down, though.
She was a handful.
Always running around the house buck-naked.
Who undressed her? She did.
Her mom would buy her the cutest dresses, and she would just rip them right off.
You know, she did have some scars down there, in her little area.
Lindsay suffered from urinary reflux.
She eventually had to have surgery.
Well, that might explain the internal vaginal scarring, but not the external.
I don't know where you're getting this.
My daughter doesn't have any scars.
Right, and you're not slipping her birth control pills.
Why would I? My daughter's 14.
She's not sexually active.
Well, we know that you're giving her something.
Weight loss pills.
Why are you telling her they're vitamins? She's very self-conscious about her appearance and we're just trying to help.
Well, we understand that you sent her to a sex therapist.
Along with her brother.
Is there something going on between them? Sexually? Oh, my God.
Of course not.
If you know they're having sex and you've allowed it to continue under your roof, we can arrest both of you for endangering the welfare of your children.
Okay, we're done here.
Get out of my house.
That pushed some buttons.
He's just pissed they ran out of excuses.
Detectives! I overheard you with Mr.
And Mrs.
Stanton.
You're wrong about them.
You're wrong about the children.
So why don't you set us straight? A couple of weeks ago, Mrs.
Stanton was so upset, she had to be sedated.
Why? She caught Lindsay in a very passionate kiss.
With her brother? No.
Another girl.
Lindsay's a lesbian? That kind of blows the incest theory out of the water.
Not necessarily.
Maybe it was non-consensual.
Would explain her violence towards Logan and his control over her.
And send her to the other team.
Dr.
Hendrix.
You got something? You're looking at the wrong person.
It wasn't Logan on the roof.
Well, who do you think it was? Lindsay.
Well, that's not possible.
DNA doesn't lie.
The twins were born July 14th, 1990.
Lindsay's birth certificate was reissued six months later.
Why is that? That's what I wanted to know.
I had no right to, but I pulled Amelia Stanton's hospital records.
Baby boy "A" and baby boy "B"? She gave birth to identical twins.
Lindsay's genetically male.
Was there any defect or deformity? No.
Amelia Stanton gave birth to two perfectly healthy boys.
What the hell did they do to her? You mean him.
What happened? You just had to have a boy and a girl? It was a freak accident.
They do it hundreds of times a day.
It's supposed to be a routine procedure.
What? Circumcision.
They took off too much? They use some sort of device to remove the foreskin.
It malfunctioned.
Burned him severely.
We spoke to all the experts, and they all said that he would never be normal.
He could have stayed a boy.
Never a fully functioning one.
Couldn't they have given him a prosthesis? Not until puberty.
And even then it would never fool anyone.
Imagine the abuse he'd take in locker rooms.
The humiliation of explaining it to the girl he fell in love with.
We couldn't put him through that.
You thought a sex change operation would be easier on him? What else could we do? Dr.
Blair convinced us it was the only hope our child had for a normal life.
He found us the leading surgeon in sex reassignments.
Promised us that it would work.
He promised us.
As long as we were committed to raising her as a girl.
Any plastic surgeon will tell you it's easier to dig a hole than build a pole.
I don't think it's quite that simple for Lindsay.
It entailed a few operations.
A suprapubic cystotomy to enable urination, removal of the testes, and, of course, a penectomy for the remaining penile tissue.
Slap a bow on her, call her a girl.
And those special vitamins that her parents are shoving down her throat, estrogen, right? Starting at puberty, it's important she develop feminine characteristics.
You mean breasts.
And hips.
It's all a part of the package.
In order for the experiment to work, she has to look like a girl, be treated like a girl, and taught to act like a girl.
Your experiment didn't work.
I disagree.
Lindsay's miserable.
What 14-year-old girl isn't? Mister, you can't change someone's sexual identity.
Children are born psycho-sexually neutral, a blank slate.
Gender identity is determined by nurture, not nature.
Just because you raise a boy as a girl, doesn't make him one.
That's because he still is physically a boy, and therefore, can't be completely and objectively treated as a girl.
Lindsay was physically made female, treated as a female and believes she is a female.
That's insane.
I'm curious.
Only a handful of people know about Lindsay's transformation, and, for her own good, they never talk about it.
How did you find out? Confidential.
That information came to us during the course of a criminal investigation.
I assume you'll be dropping those charges against Logan.
I discharged him from the hospital.
Well, surely you can appreciate our confusion.
Our A.
D.
A.
's gonna take a statement from Lindsay, and I think that's gonna raise a few questions for her.
It is imperative that she never be told she was born a boy.
You don't think that's gonna come out now? Not if I can help it.
For her welfare, I insist I be allowed to be there.
And that's everything that happened.
He tried to rape me, I bit him and he fell off the roof.
It was self-defense.
I'm not gonna press charges.
You just need to sign your statement.
But I don't understand.
Just sign it, Lindsay.
Then we can put this unpleasantness behind us.
But you said my brother had to do it.
They were wrong.
Well, how could that happen? You gonna take this one, Doctor? It's very complicated, Lindsay.
Stop it! Could you just tell me what's going on? I feel like I'm going crazy! Dr.
Blair, can I have a word with you? This is not a good time.
I'm afraid I'm gonna have to insist.
And I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave.
You know something, don't you? You've got to tell her.
The only thing I have to do is report your unprofessional conduct to the medical review board.
Please! You were born a boy.
How? Dr.
Hendrix! There was an accident right after you were born.
Lindsay, don't listen to anything they're telling you.
Shut up! I knew it! I never once felt right! I always thought I was a freak! You are a perfectly normal girl.
You've got to hold on to that.
Why didn't anybody tell me? Why didn't you tell me? It was for your own good.
What was my name? That's not important.
We can't go backwards now.
What was my name? Your name was Lucas.
You are finished.
Are you spring cleaning? Seems I've lost my privileges here.
Dr.
Blair made good on his threat.
Gives me time to prepare for the hearing over my license.
I'm sorry.
You did the right thing.
For a cop.
The good news is Lindsay has stopped taking estrogen.
She's decided He's decided to change back to his true genetic gender.
Benson.
A lot of painful operations ahead for her.
At least the right person's finally making the choice.
Okay.
Cragen wants us back at the house.
Take care.
Logan would like us to file charges.
Against whom? Dr.
Blair.
Well, I think his theories are dangerous, but unfortunately, they're not illegal.
He and your parents did what they thought was best for Lindsay.
He molested us.
He says it's been going on for years.
Okay.
What'd he do to you? He used to show us pictures of adults having sex.
Did he touch you? Just to put us in different positions.
It's okay, Logan.
Just tell them what he did next.
He used to make me and my sister, like, pretend we were having sex.
It was part of their treatment.
Something tells me you got more out of it than they did.
It was important to differentiate their gender roles.
Hers had to be learned.
But there was nothing wrong with Logan.
Why was he there? He had to be there.
They're identical twins, which makes him the perfect experimental control.
They're living proof that nurture, not nature, determines sexuality.
And what did making them have sex with each other prove? Please.
There was never penetration.
But it did the job for you, right? It clarified things for Lindsay.
She had to be programmed.
It's perfectly natural for young children to explore each other's bodies.
Dr.
Blair, do you realize that disseminating pornography to a minor is a felony? I showed them art books.
Doc, I saw the art in your office, and even I was uncomfortable with how many phalluses were on display.
That's because you're a bourgeois American, completely uptight about sex.
It's what screws up your children and turns them into sex offenders.
You lost me at bourgeois.
So you're saying that children would be healthier if they were sexually active.
All I'm saying is people should be more open about the human body, and not put taboos on it.
So you're not denying any of the allegations that Logan made against your practices.
Denying them? I'm writing a book about them.
Did it come in yet? $6,000, courtesy of the Crime Victim Boards.
Thank you.
I know how hard it is to get this released to a non-family member, but now I can give Katie a proper burial.
Blair made bail this morning.
He can afford it.
I'm surprised he sat in jail for three days.
Wheels of justice move slowly, especially when a file clerk friend of mine misplaces the paperwork.
Nice.
Have they set a trial date for Katie's killer yet? Yes, March 3rd.
But we're gonna need to go over your testimony before that.
She's been receiving threats.
She's the only one who can ID Hector Ramirez.
We really appreciate you doing this.
At least I'll be giving Katie a voice in the courtroom.
Stabler.
What? We'll be right there.
Dr.
Blair's been murdered.
Someone bashed his brains in.
Left the murder weapon.
Any prints? We've probably got DNA.
Was he raped? Killer spit on him.
I found traces of dried saliva.
Detectives, this is from the security camera in the hallway.
Is that Lindsay or Logan? Still got the hood up.
Can't tell.
So which one killed Blair? Lindsay or Logan? He's only answering to Luke now.
We've been grilling them for hours.
Their stories are locked.
They went to a movie together.
They got the ticket stubs to prove it.
Double feature.
Alibis one of them through the time of the murder.
Why only one? An usher remembers seeing two kids with matching parkas.
One of them left during the second reel.
And he has no idea which one.
We already have the DNA from the original case.
We know it's gonna be one of them.
Identical twins, identical DNA.
Yeah, but Lindsay was taking estrogen.
That's gotta distinguish hers from his.
She stopped taking it five days ago.
Which is exactly the amount of time needed for it to work its way out of her system.
Can we charge both of them? And what, have two separate trials? Dual theories of the crime give each of them grounds for dismissal.
They came up with the perfect crime.
Until you get one of them to flip.
That's not gonna happen.
They're way too close.
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.
You have arrived at your destination.
This doesn't look like a hot after-hours club to me, Herb.
It's covered with graffiti.
Let me see the address.
Maybe you punched it in wrong.
No, this dump is the right place.
Doesn't make sense.
Those models were totally into us.
It's 2:30.
I think we should just call it a night.
And you wonder why you don't get laid, Melvin.
I'm a scared little girl.
Someone might muss up my frilly The bus just took off with the car's occupants.
They see anything? Just the windshield up close and personal when the body hit.
Building's got no windows.
Must've taken a nosedive from the roof.
With his pants around his ankles.
Maybe he solicited the wrong hooker and she rolled him.
Don't think she'd have left this.
$2,000.
All in $50s.
Not quite fat enough to cushion the fall.
Judging by the blood spatter on the hood, his heart was still pumping when he hit the windshield.
Luis Vega, just turned 25.
Looks like he died two blocks from his house.
Then he was slumming it.
Check this out.
He's got a Rolex, diamond studs.
SCA, not his initials.
Could be his girlfriend's.
So they like having sex in dangerous places.
They had a mishap.
Then this girlfriend's got some serious issues with the relationship.
Why do you say that? She left deep bite marks on his penis.
About that bug that got scraped off the windshield A little respect for the dead, please.
We ran your dearly departed through the system.
Luis Vega.
Possession, assault, petty theft and burglary.
No sex assaults? He did a bullet upstate for knocking over an OTB.
Got out six months ago.
And went right back to his old ways, judging by the two grand in his pocket.
Not to mention the bling.
Any leads on a girlfriend with the initials SCA? That's no lady, that's a gang.
Stone Cold Assassins.
This wasn't the MO of a gang hit.
Well, maybe the guy wanted out and one of the gang girls set him up.
It's not like there's any retirement plan.
It's blood in, blood out.
He is a rapist.
I knew Luis Vega sounded familiar.
I took a DD5 on a rape a couple of months ago.
Complaining witness was an Don't tell me Novak pled out the gangbanger.
No.
Claudia recanted before I could track him down.
Well, maybe she decided to take justice into her own hands.
Let's see if we can't put Claudia on that roof with Luis.
How you doing, Claudia? Long time no see.
What do you want? A few words about Luis Vega.
I dropped those charges.
Yeah, well, someone dropped him off a roof last night.
Look, I have nothing to do with him or that gang no more.
You didn't say you were a member of the Stone Cold Assassins when we first met.
Maria, can you take over for me, please? Look, I never made it into the gang.
Yeah, but you tried.
Once you're in, you live the sweet life.
But I couldn't pass initiation.
Which was what? Ladies' choice.
I tossed the dice.
See how many gang members she'd have to have sex with.
I rolled an 11.
Made it through three, but I couldn't take it no more.
Was Luis one of the three? No.
He was number four.
You changed your mind, but he took his turn anyway.
I was almost home.
Got me in the stairwell.
Then why'd you drop the charge? 'Cause I wanted to live.
Thing is you're alive and Luis isn't.
You think I'm the only girl he ever raped? A lot of rubies had trouble with him.
Looks like two of Luis' rubies, glued to the pinball as promised.
Damn it.
Popo in the house.
Ladies, sorry for your loss.
I didn't lose.
I'm high scorer.
I'm talking about your gang brother, Luis.
We ain't no bangers.
Sweetie, you have SCA stenciled across your nails.
Gotta belong somewhere, yo.
Right, with a bunch of guys who abuse you? Assassins take care of us.
How? By using you as drug mules? Pimping you out? Beating you up? It's better than the crap I get at home.
How old are you? Sixteen.
Order up.
Yo, Carmen, our slices are up.
Well, Luis was 25.
He ever mess with you? Luis wasn't even hardly in the mix no more.
He only came around for the fringe benefits.
Meaning he raped you, too.
The girl who killed him was just trying to defend herself.
Okay? Defend herself.
Now, we don't want your boys retaliating against her.
Talk to us.
Protect yourself.
Or at least one of your sisters.
Wasn't no sister that killed him.
Just some crazy-ass homeless girl.
Deaf-mute.
But not ugly, though.
Everyone knows Luis liked to mess with her.
What makes you think she killed him? Word on the street, she'd been sleeping up on that roof.
Where can we find her now? just in this city.
I haven't met them all.
She's young, pretty, and deaf.
Why you looking for her? Stone Cold Assassins think she killed one of their members, Sister Peg.
Most likely in self-defense as he was raping her, but we doubt SCA's gonna split that hair.
Hey, where are you going? You won't find Katie without me.
And I know sign language.
That's her.
She's teamed up with Betty.
She must know that she's in danger.
She's 50 blocks from where she usually sleeps.
Upper East Side garbage has better pickings.
Katie, these people are here to help you.
She can lip read.
Relax, we just wanna talk.
Just wanna talk.
You have a history with this guy, Luis? She said she wasn't up there last night.
She slept at Grand Central.
Who said anything about last night? I got there after.
Saw him dead on the car.
We have a homicide that we can't close without your cooperation.
She swears she didn't do it.
Well, look, the Stone Cold Assassins are looking for you.
You're not safe on the street, so for your protection, we're gonna bring you in.
Hey! No, let her go.
Let her go.
She won't talk to you! I gotta talk to her! She trusts me.
Now, I'll work with her.
Bring her down to the precinct.
Let's go find Betty.
We have to talk to you about your friend, Katie.
How do you two communicate? She reads my lips, I read her notes.
She written you any notes recently about Luis Vega? No.
Well, maybe we could see some of her notes.
Do you have them in here? You can't have it! Luis pays us $50 for this stuff.
Why, what do you got in there? Luis had a roll of 50s on him.
I got 38 bucks.
I got $24.
Hey, Betty! Betty.
I'll give you $62 for those bags.
Here.
$62, right there.
Done.
Good.
Lots of papers.
Not just any papers.
Utility bills, credit card bills.
Wow.
Hundreds of them.
Everything you'd need to steal someone's identity.
Betty, you and Katie working for Luis? Luis pays a lot of street folks to do this.
Any idea where Luis takes this stuff? Federal Agents.
Everyone stay where you are.
Hands where we can see them.
Up against the wall! Warrant allows us to search the premises.
Carmen, hey.
Thanks for volunteering.
Why don't you give me a little office tour? I was just playing computer games! Looks like a spreadsheet to me.
We got names, addresses, dates of birth, Social Security numbers.
And people call me paranoid for shredding my junk mail.
Blank credit cards, embossing machines.
It's like printing their own money.
Ten million victims last year.
Cost banks and consumers $50 billion.
Six months, tops.
Probably suspended.
No.
No, no, no, no.
That's why the Feds are here.
Mail fraud, ongoing criminal conspiracy.
They'll be trying you under RICO.
Never heard of him.
Sweetheart, it's a law that'll keep you in jail till you're old and wrinkled.
Unless you wanna tell me who can call the dogs off Katie.
I ain't talking to no police! Let's go meet Rico, whoever the hell he is.
This street gang used the homeless to rack up over a million bucks? Doesn't anybody read their credit card bills? They never got them.
The gang would file a change of address to a private mail drop and then apply for new cards.
Lot of victims don't even know it yet.
Yeah, and they're not going to till they go buy their dream house with their perfect rating, which is now in the toilet.
Sister Peg.
What's the matter? I promised to protect her.
I told Katie she'd be safe in my shelter.
You were supposed to bring her here.
Where is she? Everybody was asleep.
I just left the room for a minute! And then he ran right into me.
He said he'd come back if I talked.
What did he do to Katie? He slit her throat.
Gangbanger cut her ear to ear.
He was sending a message, cutting her vocal cords.
It was completely pointless.
Yeah, we know.
I don't think you do.
I had a forensic odontist make a mold of her mouth to compare with the bite marks on Luis.
They don't match.
He killed the wrong girl.
Without a doubt.
I'm still waiting for DNA results from saliva off the bite marks, but I did run a chromosomal analysis to narrow down a few genetic traits.
Great.
We'll print up flyers, hope somebody recognizes her genes.
We've all got 23 pairs of chromosomes.
The 46th strand determines gender.
That's a "Y" chromosome.
Yep.
Luis was up there with a man.
There.
Halfway up the courtyard.
It was dark, but I think that's him.
It is.
That's the banger the Stone Cold Assassins sent to kill Katie.
Come on, you gotta see this.
Five minutes.
I'll leave the door open.
Come on, baby Good decision.
Take a hike.
He's mine.
I know you? Why are you playing me like that after everything we've been through? The hell? You're under arrest.
Hector Ramirez.
You have the right to remain silent.
You got the wrong guy! Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
Oh! What do we have here? Gravity knife.
What are you, stupid enough to carry the murder weapon with you? Who you calling stupid? You, stupid.
You killed the wrong girl.
I didn't kill nobody.
Luis wasn't on that roof with Katie.
He was doing a guy.
You're lying.
He has a dragon tattoo on his left wrist.
SCA.
Stone Cold Assassins.
Go back to the car.
I'm not afraid of this coward.
Well, you should be, bitch! You think you're a big man? Killing a deaf girl when she's asleep? She wasn't asleep.
She was scared and begging.
Be careful of his teeth.
We gotta make a cast to match the bite marks on Luis' genitals.
What? Is that why you killed Katie, huh? She see you with your boyfriend? I'm no maricón! You filthy liar.
You said Katie was begging? She couldn't even speak.
She tried.
Kept mouthing, "Wasn't me.
" Making this retarded hand signal.
Un-cuff his hand.
What was it? What was it? Doesn't make sense.
That's the sign for graffiti.
So this is where Katie called home.
Graffiti central.
Luis' body hit the car down there and this is the only way up.
Katie didn't get here after the attack.
She got here during it? She must've been trying to tell Hector she saw somebody else up here.
Someone with a can of spray paint.
Well, this is old and weathered.
You know, it's been here for a while.
That looks new.
Maybe that's our guy.
There's a signature inside the two.
SYK.
Rival gang? Luis comes up here to rape Katie.
Instead, he finds another banger tagging his turf.
And he teaches him a lesson by making him his bitch.
SYK isn't going for it.
So he bites down, barrels into Luis.
Who falls, rolls down this slope.
Three stories down.
Splat.
Right onto the car.
Totals out a damn fine Beemer.
So who are the B22Bs? B, Two, and two B's.
Born To Be Bad.
Originated out of a hoity-toity private school on the Upper East Side.
A gang of bored rich kids? Not a street gang.
A writing crew.
This was just a graffiti artist? Anti-Graffiti Task Force removed 16 million square feet of that art last year, all at taxpayers' expense.
They deface property.
They're criminals, not artists.
They get street cred for style, volume and degree of risk.
Like a three-story building in Harlem.
Yeah.
Highway overpasses, bridges, inner walls of subways.
We've had more than a few casualties.
So what's SYK? That's the tagger's signature.
He's calling himself Sick.
You run across him before? No SYK.
They've got a SYKO.
Says he pronounces it "Psycho.
" Real name's Logan Stanton.
What would I be doing in Harlem? Graffiti Task Force says you get around, Logan.
Subways, water towers.
Headmaster said you left your mark on every nook and cranny of this building.
It was a phase.
I got over it.
Being Psycho? Why would you call yourself that? My therapist said it was a desperate cry for attention.
But you worked through it? Yeah, 100 hours of community service did the trick.
Hey, that's my locker! Looks like someone still has the aerosol monkey on his back.
Logan, you need to tell us what happened on that roof.
I don't know how to dumb this down for you anymore.
It wasn't me.
You sprayed your name at the crime scene.
Someone ripped off my tag! Yeah, he went to a dangerous neighborhood, risked his neck climbing up those girders, just to hand you the credit? Why would he do that? I don't know.
People just like screwing with me.
Story of my life.
Logan, we understand that you're scared.
I'm not scared! I'm pissed! So maybe you think you're in too deep and you can't get out.
Look, sometimes, there are extenuating circumstances.
You just need to be straight with us.
Tell us exactly what happened up there, and this will be okay.
There's nothing to tell! I was home in my bed! So we should talk to your parents? How would they know what I do? They don't give a crap.
Logan.
Do you get off torturing people like this? Look, sit down.
Get me out of here! Help! Get me out of here! Get me out of here! I called you in because he was wigging out after Elliot and Olivia collared him.
What do you think? Aside from his anger issues, he's paranoid and unstable.
Why is he in there without a parent? They're on their way.
You're forgetting I used to be a cop.
They're in there practically spoon-feeding him self-defense.
He's an under-aged suspect.
You're manipulating the situation to get a confession out of an emotionally disturbed boy without an advocate in his corner.
Captain, the kid's parents are here.
Put them in my office.
He needs them in there.
And I need to hear their account of Logan's movements that night before he gets to talk to them.
Mr.
And Mrs.
Stanton, thank you for coming down.
There's been a horrible mistake.
Tell him, Lindsay.
Captain, this is Logan's twin sister.
My brother was home.
I saw him.
I saw him when I got up and went to his room.
In the middle of the night? He always falls asleep with his TV blaring.
It woke me up.
Now, what time was this? I remember thinking, "Two, three, four.
Right in order.
" Well, just because his TV was on doesn't mean he was in there.
I went in to turn it off.
He threw a book at me, and called me "butt-face," and he told me to get the hell out.
Well, in that case, this should be easy to clear up.
Will you authorize a DNA swab? Absolutely.
But our attorney says that Logan shouldn't say another word to you.
I hear the DNA came back on Logan Stanton.
Perfect match to the saliva on the bite marks.
He was on that roof with Luis.
Oh, what do we do now? Well, we thought it would be more humane not to pick him up at his school, so we're picking him up at his house.
How many children have you had who caused the death of their attackers? You have to appreciate how much that compounds the trauma of the sexual assault.
And you have to appreciate that this is an open homicide.
He's gonna have to work with us.
I don't have to tell you the staggering statistics on how few boys report their rapes.
No, you don't.
And there might be other factors.
If Logan is homosexual, he may feel he somehow brought it on himself.
He's coming to terms with his sexuality, he's conflicted.
It's a theory.
Mind if I come with you? Doesn't make sense.
Logan, get down here! Well, obviously, Logan had Lindsay lie for him.
This is a nightmare.
Logan, you have to tell these people the truth.
No one's blaming you.
They're here to help you.
What the hell are you talking about? Why did you lie to us? You swore on your grandmother's grave it wasn't you.
It wasn't! What's going on? Logan, please.
You're gonna have to come with us.
Where are you taking him? Mom! Why won't you listen to me? I can listen to everything you have to say.
Who the hell are you? I'm a psychiatrist.
Logan.
Logan.
Logan, no! I told you, no more shrinks! I told you! Relax.
Get your hands off of him! Lindsay! Hey! Let me go! Are you okay? Yeah, I'm fine.
Emergency services? Dr.
Hendrix admitting two This is all your fault! Why didn't you protect him? You said you just wanted to help me! I knew you were lying! I knew it! Pretty powerful swing you've got there.
You fractured one of my partner's ribs.
I'm sorry.
Assaulting a police officer is a very serious offense.
I was trying to protect my brother.
We weren't there to hurt him, Lindsay.
Your brother is a victim of a crime.
No, he wasn't.
I was.
You were on the roof with him? No.
I was alone.
Lindsay, that's not possible.
His writing crew won't let girls in.
I figured if I put my tag someplace cool, they'd have to take me.
It was your brother's tag.
I wanted them to be close.
His is SYKO, mine is SYKE, with an "E.
" I just didn't get to finish.
So tell me what happened.
I had just finished the "K" when I felt this tug on my leg.
And he pulled me down on this ramp.
And he was about to punch me.
And then he saw I was a girl.
And he said he had something better for me.
And he unzipped his pants.
So what did you do? I bit down as hard as I could.
And he stumbled backwards and fell off the edge.
Is this what your brother told you? No! It happened to me.
Lindsay, that's not possible.
It was your brother's DNA.
The tests prove it.
I have to talk to Logan.
Please, you have to let me see him.
Please.
Why is she taking the blame for him? They're twins.
They develop closer bonds than most siblings.
There are documented cases where one twin, thousands of miles away, knew the exact moment when the other one died.
What, Lindsay empathically sensed when Logan was attacked? He obviously gave her the details, but some twins are so enmeshed that Lindsay might actually feel like she's the one who was attacked.
Or Logan is the alpha twin and he's coerced her into covering for him.
He's here.
You always let your sister fight your battles for you? No.
She nearly took me out defending you.
She was pissed.
Yeah.
She knows you have no business with me.
Why is she trying to take the fall for you? What are you talking about? She told us what happened on that roof.
She gave us details only you could know.
How could I tell her about something that didn't even happen? I understand how difficult it is to talk about this, but you're only making it worse for yourself.
I need to talk to Lindsay.
Look, there's no reason to drag your sister into this.
I'm not saying another word till you let me talk to my sister.
I think you should put them together.
This is a homicide investigation.
What could it hurt? They've already collaborated on their stories.
Excuse me.
We got a statement yet? Close.
He channeled it through his sister, but can't admit that it happened to him.
The kid was sodomized.
He's hung up on it.
Well, does he realize he could be charged with murder? Everyone knows this was self-defense.
But if he used more force than necessary, it's involuntary manslaughter.
Can I talk to you in private? The twins were born here at Bellevue.
I just pulled their medical files.
You might want to subpoena them.
Why, what's in there? Well, I can't say they're at risk, but there are several red flags.
You're asking me to get a subpoena for a fishing expedition.
I need specifics.
I can't tell you.
Then, I can't help you.
What if I tell you what's not in there? I've never run across anything like this.
Entire chunks have been redacted.
Well, that usually means someone's trying to hide something.
So order the complete files.
I can't.
Their therapist pulled me off the case right after they were admitted.
I've already overstepped my bounds by reviewing these.
If there is a case, you've tainted it.
I had to find out why they've been seeing this particular therapist.
Why? Who is it? A sex therapist.
What sexual problems could these children have? They are abnormally close.
Incest? They're desperate to see each other.
I wanna see how they interact.
I'm sorry for dragging you into this.
No whispering.
Well, can we talk in private for a minute? We can't allow that.
Come on, Lindsay.
Why don't we all sit down? Logan, sit here.
So let's talk about who was on that roof.
It was me.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Time out.
None of that.
What the hell are they saying? It's a made-up language.
My twins had one when they were young.
Hey, enough! Guys, English only, okay? No.
No, no, no, no.
No more gibberish.
Talk to us.
Dr.
Hendrix.
We asked you that before Dr.
Blair.
These are my patients.
I thought I took you off this case.
The detectives are interviewing them.
I was just observing.
I'm Casey Novak.
I'm the A.
D.
A.
On the case.
So you're their therapist? Yes.
May I ask what you're seeing them for? I'm afraid that's privileged.
Have these detectives worked with children before? It's their specialty.
If you'll excuse me, I think my patients need me.
Well, I guess he won't be working with us.
The doctor won't talk, their parents won't talk.
Who else is gonna know what's going on in this family? I take care of the Stantons' house, not the kids.
How long have you been with them? Eight years.
It's a good job.
I would like to keep it.
Would you say that Lindsay and Logan are overly affectionate? Sometimes they go days without speaking to each other.
What's that about? Usually after they see the doctor.
You mean their therapist? When they come home, they lock themselves in separate rooms.
Won't even look at each other at the dinner table.
You ever ask them what that's about? They went through a lot of nannies.
Talk to them.
I was only with them for six months.
You know why they were seeing a shrink? Well, I'd assume it was over the fighting.
With the parents? Each other.
They're violent little urchins.
I couldn't handle them.
Fist fights? Wrestling? Knockdown drag-outs.
So Logan battered his sister? It was usually instigated by Lindsay.
So why was Lindsay so angry? There was so much tension in the house.
Was Logan ever inappropriate with her? No.
It was the mother.
Picked at her constantly.
For what? For everything.
Her hair, clothes, makeup.
And she'd force her to take these pills.
Said they were multi-vitamins.
What do you think they were? All I know is, A, they were prescribed by a doctor, and, B, I gave one to Logan once, Mrs.
Stanton went ballistic.
Was Lindsay sick a lot? Poor little thing was always in and out of the hospitals.
But that was back when she was a toddler.
What was wrong with her? Chronic bladder infections.
That's a lot of female trouble for such a little girl.
Never kept her down, though.
She was a handful.
Always running around the house buck-naked.
Who undressed her? She did.
Her mom would buy her the cutest dresses, and she would just rip them right off.
You know, she did have some scars down there, in her little area.
Lindsay suffered from urinary reflux.
She eventually had to have surgery.
Well, that might explain the internal vaginal scarring, but not the external.
I don't know where you're getting this.
My daughter doesn't have any scars.
Right, and you're not slipping her birth control pills.
Why would I? My daughter's 14.
She's not sexually active.
Well, we know that you're giving her something.
Weight loss pills.
Why are you telling her they're vitamins? She's very self-conscious about her appearance and we're just trying to help.
Well, we understand that you sent her to a sex therapist.
Along with her brother.
Is there something going on between them? Sexually? Oh, my God.
Of course not.
If you know they're having sex and you've allowed it to continue under your roof, we can arrest both of you for endangering the welfare of your children.
Okay, we're done here.
Get out of my house.
That pushed some buttons.
He's just pissed they ran out of excuses.
Detectives! I overheard you with Mr.
And Mrs.
Stanton.
You're wrong about them.
You're wrong about the children.
So why don't you set us straight? A couple of weeks ago, Mrs.
Stanton was so upset, she had to be sedated.
Why? She caught Lindsay in a very passionate kiss.
With her brother? No.
Another girl.
Lindsay's a lesbian? That kind of blows the incest theory out of the water.
Not necessarily.
Maybe it was non-consensual.
Would explain her violence towards Logan and his control over her.
And send her to the other team.
Dr.
Hendrix.
You got something? You're looking at the wrong person.
It wasn't Logan on the roof.
Well, who do you think it was? Lindsay.
Well, that's not possible.
DNA doesn't lie.
The twins were born July 14th, 1990.
Lindsay's birth certificate was reissued six months later.
Why is that? That's what I wanted to know.
I had no right to, but I pulled Amelia Stanton's hospital records.
Baby boy "A" and baby boy "B"? She gave birth to identical twins.
Lindsay's genetically male.
Was there any defect or deformity? No.
Amelia Stanton gave birth to two perfectly healthy boys.
What the hell did they do to her? You mean him.
What happened? You just had to have a boy and a girl? It was a freak accident.
They do it hundreds of times a day.
It's supposed to be a routine procedure.
What? Circumcision.
They took off too much? They use some sort of device to remove the foreskin.
It malfunctioned.
Burned him severely.
We spoke to all the experts, and they all said that he would never be normal.
He could have stayed a boy.
Never a fully functioning one.
Couldn't they have given him a prosthesis? Not until puberty.
And even then it would never fool anyone.
Imagine the abuse he'd take in locker rooms.
The humiliation of explaining it to the girl he fell in love with.
We couldn't put him through that.
You thought a sex change operation would be easier on him? What else could we do? Dr.
Blair convinced us it was the only hope our child had for a normal life.
He found us the leading surgeon in sex reassignments.
Promised us that it would work.
He promised us.
As long as we were committed to raising her as a girl.
Any plastic surgeon will tell you it's easier to dig a hole than build a pole.
I don't think it's quite that simple for Lindsay.
It entailed a few operations.
A suprapubic cystotomy to enable urination, removal of the testes, and, of course, a penectomy for the remaining penile tissue.
Slap a bow on her, call her a girl.
And those special vitamins that her parents are shoving down her throat, estrogen, right? Starting at puberty, it's important she develop feminine characteristics.
You mean breasts.
And hips.
It's all a part of the package.
In order for the experiment to work, she has to look like a girl, be treated like a girl, and taught to act like a girl.
Your experiment didn't work.
I disagree.
Lindsay's miserable.
What 14-year-old girl isn't? Mister, you can't change someone's sexual identity.
Children are born psycho-sexually neutral, a blank slate.
Gender identity is determined by nurture, not nature.
Just because you raise a boy as a girl, doesn't make him one.
That's because he still is physically a boy, and therefore, can't be completely and objectively treated as a girl.
Lindsay was physically made female, treated as a female and believes she is a female.
That's insane.
I'm curious.
Only a handful of people know about Lindsay's transformation, and, for her own good, they never talk about it.
How did you find out? Confidential.
That information came to us during the course of a criminal investigation.
I assume you'll be dropping those charges against Logan.
I discharged him from the hospital.
Well, surely you can appreciate our confusion.
Our A.
D.
A.
's gonna take a statement from Lindsay, and I think that's gonna raise a few questions for her.
It is imperative that she never be told she was born a boy.
You don't think that's gonna come out now? Not if I can help it.
For her welfare, I insist I be allowed to be there.
And that's everything that happened.
He tried to rape me, I bit him and he fell off the roof.
It was self-defense.
I'm not gonna press charges.
You just need to sign your statement.
But I don't understand.
Just sign it, Lindsay.
Then we can put this unpleasantness behind us.
But you said my brother had to do it.
They were wrong.
Well, how could that happen? You gonna take this one, Doctor? It's very complicated, Lindsay.
Stop it! Could you just tell me what's going on? I feel like I'm going crazy! Dr.
Blair, can I have a word with you? This is not a good time.
I'm afraid I'm gonna have to insist.
And I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave.
You know something, don't you? You've got to tell her.
The only thing I have to do is report your unprofessional conduct to the medical review board.
Please! You were born a boy.
How? Dr.
Hendrix! There was an accident right after you were born.
Lindsay, don't listen to anything they're telling you.
Shut up! I knew it! I never once felt right! I always thought I was a freak! You are a perfectly normal girl.
You've got to hold on to that.
Why didn't anybody tell me? Why didn't you tell me? It was for your own good.
What was my name? That's not important.
We can't go backwards now.
What was my name? Your name was Lucas.
You are finished.
Are you spring cleaning? Seems I've lost my privileges here.
Dr.
Blair made good on his threat.
Gives me time to prepare for the hearing over my license.
I'm sorry.
You did the right thing.
For a cop.
The good news is Lindsay has stopped taking estrogen.
She's decided He's decided to change back to his true genetic gender.
Benson.
A lot of painful operations ahead for her.
At least the right person's finally making the choice.
Okay.
Cragen wants us back at the house.
Take care.
Logan would like us to file charges.
Against whom? Dr.
Blair.
Well, I think his theories are dangerous, but unfortunately, they're not illegal.
He and your parents did what they thought was best for Lindsay.
He molested us.
He says it's been going on for years.
Okay.
What'd he do to you? He used to show us pictures of adults having sex.
Did he touch you? Just to put us in different positions.
It's okay, Logan.
Just tell them what he did next.
He used to make me and my sister, like, pretend we were having sex.
It was part of their treatment.
Something tells me you got more out of it than they did.
It was important to differentiate their gender roles.
Hers had to be learned.
But there was nothing wrong with Logan.
Why was he there? He had to be there.
They're identical twins, which makes him the perfect experimental control.
They're living proof that nurture, not nature, determines sexuality.
And what did making them have sex with each other prove? Please.
There was never penetration.
But it did the job for you, right? It clarified things for Lindsay.
She had to be programmed.
It's perfectly natural for young children to explore each other's bodies.
Dr.
Blair, do you realize that disseminating pornography to a minor is a felony? I showed them art books.
Doc, I saw the art in your office, and even I was uncomfortable with how many phalluses were on display.
That's because you're a bourgeois American, completely uptight about sex.
It's what screws up your children and turns them into sex offenders.
You lost me at bourgeois.
So you're saying that children would be healthier if they were sexually active.
All I'm saying is people should be more open about the human body, and not put taboos on it.
So you're not denying any of the allegations that Logan made against your practices.
Denying them? I'm writing a book about them.
Did it come in yet? $6,000, courtesy of the Crime Victim Boards.
Thank you.
I know how hard it is to get this released to a non-family member, but now I can give Katie a proper burial.
Blair made bail this morning.
He can afford it.
I'm surprised he sat in jail for three days.
Wheels of justice move slowly, especially when a file clerk friend of mine misplaces the paperwork.
Nice.
Have they set a trial date for Katie's killer yet? Yes, March 3rd.
But we're gonna need to go over your testimony before that.
She's been receiving threats.
She's the only one who can ID Hector Ramirez.
We really appreciate you doing this.
At least I'll be giving Katie a voice in the courtroom.
Stabler.
What? We'll be right there.
Dr.
Blair's been murdered.
Someone bashed his brains in.
Left the murder weapon.
Any prints? We've probably got DNA.
Was he raped? Killer spit on him.
I found traces of dried saliva.
Detectives, this is from the security camera in the hallway.
Is that Lindsay or Logan? Still got the hood up.
Can't tell.
So which one killed Blair? Lindsay or Logan? He's only answering to Luke now.
We've been grilling them for hours.
Their stories are locked.
They went to a movie together.
They got the ticket stubs to prove it.
Double feature.
Alibis one of them through the time of the murder.
Why only one? An usher remembers seeing two kids with matching parkas.
One of them left during the second reel.
And he has no idea which one.
We already have the DNA from the original case.
We know it's gonna be one of them.
Identical twins, identical DNA.
Yeah, but Lindsay was taking estrogen.
That's gotta distinguish hers from his.
She stopped taking it five days ago.
Which is exactly the amount of time needed for it to work its way out of her system.
Can we charge both of them? And what, have two separate trials? Dual theories of the crime give each of them grounds for dismissal.
They came up with the perfect crime.
Until you get one of them to flip.
That's not gonna happen.
They're way too close.