Law & Order (1990) s18e11 Episode Script
Betrayal
NARRATOR: In the criminal justice system the people are represented by two separate yet equally important groups, the police who investigate crime and the district attorneys who prosecute the offenders.
These are their stories.
ISAAC: You're a sweet disaster with no future, not without my healing hands.
(CHUCKLES) A sweet disaster.
Everything about you, your skin, so pale against your raven hair.
Oh! Look.
I I just don't give a damn about the laws of my profession.
I just want more.
I want I want more of you, my baby, and I don't want it to stop.
(slsl-ls) I'm I'm damned, but I just I don't care.
It's Dr.
Isaac Waxman, three to the chest and away he went.
He's a shrink.
He shares an office with a Dr.
Ahlers, that's who called it in.
ED: Was it a forced entry? No.
There's a keypad downstairs, so either the shooter had the code or Waxman buzzed him up.
I'm thinking one of his whackadoo patients.
(SIGHS) Good hunch, Cormack.
I think so.
Can you get somebody to open this door? The whole place was sprayed with bullets.
We got six in the bathroom door here, and four in the coat closet, all nine mil.
Somebody was on the hunt.
Yeah, and that hunt backed Dr.
Waxman up against this door.
Oh, damn.
Somebody was crashing here.
A kid.
It looks like ayoung girl, with brown hair.
I wonder what kind of therapy Dr.
Waxman was doing with her? The closet in his office? That's right.
He used it for patient files but he moved them into storage last year.
Have you seen anybody in his office that didn't belong, a Young girl maybe? His practice was adolescents.
What are you insinuating? Nothing.
How long have you shared an office with Dr.
Waxman? Fifteen years, ever since he moved his practice from New Hampshire.
But I never saw anything improper.
Any problems with his patients, threats, that kind of thing? No, he never mentioned anything.
His poor family.
Do they know yet? We haven't contacted them yet.
They only live two blocks away.
We got a shooter and a possible missing girl, either one of them could be patients, so we need to go through his files.
Not without a court order.
I'll call you as soon as I clear it with ajudge.
CATHERINE: Ifell asleep at 10:00.
When I woke up and Isaac still wasn't home, I called him.
His phone was off.
I thought maybe he fell asleep on his couch.
Then I walked the dog in Washington Square and took the kids to school.
At 10:00 last night, you went to your husband's office? No, 10:00 is when I fell asleep.
I was home all night.
It was laundry night.
We're going to have to talk to your kids.
Not today.
They just lost their father.
Are we done? ED: No.
We're going to need to take your fingerprints and a swab of your hands to check for gunshot residue.
That's incredible.
A psychiatrist who treats disturbed teenagers is murdered and you investigate his family.
It's just a formality, ma'am.
Look, one more thing, there was a closet in your husband's office, had a mattress in it, and evidence that a young girl was there.
You know anything about that? I'm sure it's not what you imagine.
The police believe Dr.
Waxman was holding this girl captive.
I'm not going to let them tromp through the confidential psychiatric records of innocent children.
Well, one of those innocent children might've pumped three bullets into Dr.
Waxman.
I'll meet you halfway.
I'll appoint someone to examine the records.
Someone, Your Honor? A psychiatrist I can trust.
My own.
Twenty-two of Dr.
Waxman's patients talked about exploding.
Bombs? No.
Figurative explosions.
Doctor, it's patients with a potential for actual violence that we're looking for.
Oh.
I'll take another look.
Please do.
Ah, thanks.
So, a CSU found this spent MetroCard in the closet.
It was swiped every day last week between 4:00 and 6:00 p.
m.
in Union Square station.
Not that much to go on.
No, but this is good.
This t-shirt? Spitfire makes skateboard wheels.
There used to be a corner of Union Square Park where skater kids used to hang out.
Oh, they still do, though I don't know how many of them wear $12 French lip balm.
Oh, yeah, Money Girl.
We don't know her name, man.
Sorry.
That's some pretty mean road rash, man.
Check this out.
I got it board-sliding a If you really skated Brooklyn Banks, then you know what part of Brooklyn it's in.
I don't, because it's in Manhattan.
Okay.
Her name's Amanda.
She went to the smoothie place, baby blue hoodie.
All right.
You a big skateboarder back in the day? No, Tommy was.
The scar's from falling off my bike when I was nine.
I'm going to go around.
All right.
Hey, Amanda.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! It's okay.
I don't want to go back! Don't make me.
Calm down! We're not gonna take you back to Dr.
Waxman.
Isaac? No, I meant my mother.
Isaac was protecting me! Amanda promised me no more cutting school.
I'm very hurt by this.
LIAM: You hurt and I'm losing half a day.
Why don't you call her father next time? Maybe he'll come in from Japan.
Liam, let's you and me take care of the paperwork so you can get out of here.
I can't control her.
Dr.
Waxman was willing to work with me and not get child services involved.
Involved in what? Amanda doesn't get along with Liam.
What did he do to her? Nothing she didn't deserve.
But Waxman thought it was best if Amanda stay away until I made Liam move out.
And how did that go over with Liam? Isaac called my mom and, like, bitch-slapped her.
He told her if Liam wasn't gone in a week, he'd call the cops.
So you were okay sleeping in his closet? A lot of his kids stay there when they need a time-out from their parents.
You just follow his rules, about curfews and stuff.
So why did you leave, Amanda? My mom told Isaac that Liam was gone, so I went home.
But the bitch lied, all of Liam's clothes were still there.
I really need to talk to Isaac.
(WHISPERING) She doesn't know he's dead.
You really trust Dr.
Waxman.
He saved me.
He said life gave me bad parents but that can be overcome.
He said be grateful I'm not messed up like some of his other kids.
Dr.
Waxman was killed last night.
No.
I'm sorry.
Did he talk about any patients who might be violent? He mentioned this kid from my school who was expelled.
His parents took him to another doctor.
Did Isaac say why he was expelled? He tried to buy a gun.
Isaac said he was, like, fixated on Virginia Tech.
(BANGING ON DOOR) MR.
DOHERTY: Brandon, open this door right now! I swear, if you don't unlock this door Mr.
Doherty, do you mind? Brandon, this is Detective Ed Green.
You're not in any trouble, we just want to make sure you're okay.
He just ate dinner with us.
HEATHER: Mom, Dad! Brandon's on his webcam! He's webcasting from his room.
Isaac promised me it would stop hurting.
Oh, my God.
But it's just getting worse.
Look what they're writing! The cops are here.
Isaac's dead.
It's all messed up.
just want it to stop.
No, let me go! No, let me go! Let me be with Isaac! No, let me die! It's all right, it's all right.
Shh! It's okay.
It's okay.
My husband said they're committing Brandon for observation.
It's the right thing to do.
These are the pills Brandon's taking? Yeah, since last week.
These are prescribed by his new doctor.
What did Dr.
Waxman have him on? Nothing.
He took him off his anti-depressants.
He put him on vitamins and organic food, meditation.
Doesn't sound so bad.
Brandon seemed to calm down at first.
He adored Waxman.
So when you changed doctors, what did you tell Brandon? That it was a decision we made with Dr.
Waxman.
HEATHER: Mom, Dad's on the phone! Excuse me.
The way they put it, maybe the kid believed Waxman dumped him.
And so the kid shot him? Waxman thought the kid was all talk.
So much for talk.
DR.
OLNET: Brandon's clinically depressed.
Waxman should've increased his meds, not stopped them.
He's on meds now and we're looking at him for murder.
My partner thinks that all Brandon needs is a little Vitamin C and some moonbeam therapy.
I'm not saying I know the answer, but it's not always a pill.
There's a healthy discussion to be had about over-prescribing meds to kids.
But there is no discussion when it comes to this boy.
He's acutely suicidal, with homicidal ideations.
Waxman was irresponsible.
Brandon's mom said he adored Waxman.
Amanda thinks Waxman saved her.
He must've been doing something right.
Well, when I was 16, I loved my Uncle Joe because he bought me beer.
Exactly.
Waxman's a rule breaker and that's very seductive to adolescents.
You want it both ways.
Brandon loved his doctor and he killed him.
He said in his webcast that Waxman promised him he'd get better.
If he felt lied to, he'd take it very hard.
I bought that target off a kid at school.
I wish I had a gun.
I would have shot whoever killed Isaac.
You weren't mad at him for letting your parents send you to another doctor? No.
He told me I could still call him, even if I wasn't his patient.
When was the last time you talked to him? I think my son's said enough Like, shut up, okay? Four days ago.
I called him about my new meds.
I don't feel happier, but I feel better.
It's weird.
How did talking to Isaac make you feel? Good.
He reminded me to keep saying these, like, reassurances in my head.
Reassurances? Can you tell us one? Isaac told me I had to be a rock in a sea of chaos.
He told me to say that in my head when things got bad.
(LAUGHS) Okay, you can laugh, but I'd be locked up right now if weren't for Isaac.
Locked up for what? I did get a gun, a Glock 9 mil.
I was going to shoot these kids at school, but the stuff Isaac taught me kept me from doing it.
Where's this gun now? I gave it to Isaac.
He locked it in his desk.
It's not here.
All right.
There's a secret compartment back here.
Nice.
LUPO: Meredith.
ISAAC: Your skin, so pale against your raven hair.
Oh! {just don't give a damn about the laws of my profession.
just want more.
I want more of you, my baby, and I don't want it to stop.
He's talking about an underage girl.
He doesn't give a damn about the laws of his profession, so she must be a patient.
There's no Meredith on the roster.
Is she on these tapes? No, it's just him, and he loves to talk about sex on the couch, sex in the parking lot of a mental hospital.
So the shrink could have used a shrink.
Maybe that's why he recorded these tapes, to make himself feel better about having sex with a child.
If his wife heard this stuff I don't think he was hiding these tapes from the cleaning lady.
Maybe his wife has access to his office.
Have you verified her alibi? She keeps running interference with her kids.
We can't get near them.
You know? Maybe you can, if she's here looking at mug shots of known burglars.
For all we know, her husband was killed by a burglar.
I'll send a car to pick her up.
I was in the basement with Mom, while she did the laundry.
ED: That must've been very exciting for you, Donnie.
Is that short for Donald? Donovan.
That was my mother's name before she got married.
And I was doing my homework.
Mom was helping me.
How long did that take? As long as it takes for the washer and the dryer.
Mom never left.
She was downstairs doing the laundry.
LUPO: Where were you? Up in my room.
What about your brother, where was he? He came into my room a couple of times looking for Mom.
And did the two of you go look for her? Yes.
We checked in the basement.
She wasn't anywhere.
None of these people look familiar.
You should talk to Dr.
Ahlers.
(DOOR OPENS) Let's change the subject.
To what? LUPO: Laundry night.
You said you were home doing laundry.
That's right, until 10:00.
No, see, your daughter looked for you.
You weren't home.
You talked to Emma? Mmm-hmm.
Where did you go, Mrs.
Waxman? Nowhere.
Emma is confused.
We found your fingerprints in your husband's office.
As you would, I've been there many times.
Your fingerprints on the keypad to the office also.
I would let myself in, so I wouldn't bother him.
He gave me the code.
We had no secrets.
LUPO: No secrets? You mean, like Meredith? ISAAC: The age of consent, what the hell is that to us? We're not clocks, The pleasure that you give me, that you take from me, that's your consent.
I mean, you left your childhood on the couch, that first night with me.
Do you remember? We tore each other's Obviously, I've never heard this.
I don't know who or what Isaac is talking about.
You know exactly what he's talking about.
It's why you went to his office.
No, I didn't.
You knew he was having an affair with an underage girl.
CATHERINE: I did not.
You went to catch them in the act.
You were going to kill them both.
You had his gun you found in his desk.
You have no alibi.
lam a rock in a sea of chaos Your fingerprints were everywhere.
What are you doing, Mrs.
Waxman? I am a rock in a sea of chaos.
I will not be bullied or broken.
I am a rock in a sea of chaos.
I will not be bullied or broken.
I am a rock in a sea of chaos Your husband put you in an impossible situation, Mrs.
Waxman.
We understand that.
You're from Hanover, New Hampshire? That's where you met your husband? That's right.
How did you meet? At a party, at school? I mean, he was 20 years older than you.
What is that? He had a patient in Hanover, a 15-year-old named Catherine Donovan.
Give that to me.
Mrs.
Waxman.
Donovan, that's your maiden name, right? You can't look at that.
That's confidential.
You were a child, just like the girl on that tape.
Stop reading that.
It's all here, how he seduced you.
Isaac said he would destroy it.
He promised he would destroy it.
He liked them young, didn't he, Catherine? You found out he had a new girl, and you figured it was over for you.
No, he doesn't care about her.
She's a disaster.
He even says so.
On the tapes.
So you heard them.
No.
You knew about his affair.
Affair? Isaac has a sickness.
And when an animal is sick, you put it down.
That's what you did, you put him down.
He had no right to treat me like that.
Mrs.
Waxman, at this time, we're putting you under arrest for murder.
Her admission better hold up in court.
You know, you violated patient confidentiality by reading that file.
Sign-up sheet for the blood drive next week, composite sketch of the Murray Hill peeper, take-out menus.
Cool.
Mmm-hmm.
How'd you scam the grand jury to vote this piece of garbage, Ms.
Rubirosa? Table for 26 at Nobu? She offered them playoff tickets, McCoy's field box.
An admission that doesn't admit to anything, no murder weapon.
Her own daughter busts her alibi.
Tell them about Emma.
And we have motive in spades.
This alleged affair with the phantom patient? She's probably the one who killed him.
Let's not waste each other's time? I'll ask Judge Vittelli for expedited discovery and an early trial date.
Well, not so fast.
I'm not ready to Or we can settle this now with a plea to man one.
Fifteen years.
A six-week adjournment so she can get her affairs in order before she goes in.
In? No.
No.
Tell them about Emma.
Emma now remembers that her mother was home at the time of the murder.
Poor kid got her nights mixed up.
We're off on the wrong foot, a witness changing her story.
She's 14 and testifying against her mother, we should've expected it.
Too bad our whole case was resting on her young shoulders.
It's the case I got from the cops.
I see we're off on two wrong feet.
Not good.
If you ask me, sleeping with his underage patient, his wife deserves a medal.
That's a sentiment I don't want repeated outside this office.
By the way, have you talked to this patient? Meredith.
The police haven't identified her.
They're still searching.
But, on the promising side, the police found a phone call Catherine made the morning after her husband was killed.
It was to her mother in New Hampshire.
The mother who sent her to Waxman when she was 15.
That's a conversation I would have loved to have heard.
Don't forget to pack your duck boots.
I know.
I dated a boy from Dartmouth.
It is a weak case.
What's your plan? Motions to get Catherine's bail revoked and have her remanded to Rikers.
Keep piling it on until she cries uncle and takes a plea.
You hope.
And I'm going to do something about her alibi witness.
You don't want to know.
LUPO: This is Mr.
Cutter from the District Attorney's office.
I told him what you told me about your mother not being home the night your father was killed.
I just got mixed up.
She was in the basement the whole time.
Emma, I know you're protecting your mom.
But she's not protecting you.
What do you mean? You're a strong person, Emma.
I can see that.
I know you can probably stick to that lie when you testify in court.
But Donnie, I can break him down.
I'll have to, to get the truth, that's my job.
And your mom will be sitting there in court, watching him.
It's going to mess Donnie up forever.
I don't want to hurt Donnie but what happens to him is up to you.
Mr.
Cutter So, Emma, was your mother home that whole night? No.
What you told Detective Lupo the first time was the truth, wasn't it? Yes.
It's all my fault.
What do you mean, Emma? What's your fault? I found Dad's little tape player at home.
I listened to a little of it.
He was talking about that girl.
I didn't know what to do, so I just left it in the kitchen.
Mom found it.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
You learn that in law school? Right out of law school, nothing but drug cases for five years.
Would you feel better if I offered her a lollipop? I'd feel better if you hadn't roughed her up.
How do you think her mother got her to lie? I'm playing to win, Detective, and winning means putting Catherine Waxman in jail.
Is this some kind of sport to you? Stick with your law books, Detective.
On the page, the law is a much purer thing.
MAUREEN: Don't know why I'd talk to you.
You're trying to put Cathy in jail.
CONNIE: Well, my boss is.
He doesn't like women who stand up for themselves.
What did Cathy call you about that morning? Isaac didn't come home.
She was worried.
She loved him a lot.
He worked wonders with her.
Wonders? You're very forgiving, Mrs.
Donovan, considering what he actually did to your daughter.
Isaac loved Cathy.
He saved her, without medicines, without locking her up.
It sounds like she was very troubled.
When she was 14, she got mixed up with some frat boys over at the college.
Isaac saved her.
She loved him for it.
You listen to her that morning, youWlsee.
You have a tape of your conversation? I was at the grocers.
Cathy left a message.
It's still on there.
ED: Cutter! CONNIE: Hey, you've got to hear this.
It's the message that Catherine left on her mother's voice-mail the morning after the murder.
Mom, it's Cathy.
I'm out walking Baxter.
Isaac didn't come home fast night.
(SHIP HORN BLOWING ON TAPE) In the background? Three blasts from a ship's horn.
It's one of the cruise ships that leaves from the Westside Piers.
She was walking her dog along the river.
She told us she walked her dog in Washington Square Park.
After what you put that little girl through we have no alibi witness.
I've recommended my client accept your plea offer.
Man one, 15 years, if I recall.
Let me show you the newest addition to our evidence safe.
Police divers retrieved it in the shallow waters off Pier 59, aGlock17.
Ballistics matched it to the bullets that killed Dr.
Waxman.
We can prove your client was near that pier the morning after the shooting.
There's no more plea bargain.
You're reneging? I have everything I need to send your client to prison for 25-to-life.
But she's willing to take a plea.
Twenty-five-to-life, Mr.
Whitney, not a day less.
He browbeat a 14-year-old into changing her testimony, he sent Ms.
Rubirosa up to New Hampshire to trick a gullible old lady, and when we finally agree to his terms, he takes the offer off the table! Mr.
Cutter, in the interest of justice, can we find common ground here? Mr.
Whitney had ample time to recommend that offer to his client.
Instead, he allowed her to coerce her children into lying to the police.
YourHonon if he won't listen to reason His client sprayed that office with gun fire.
If she had caught her husband in the act, as she planned, we'd be talking about two victims, not one.
The People request you put this over for trial at the earliest possible date.
It looks like I don't have any choice.
You're the judge.
Can't you make them give the deal back? No, I can't, Ms.
Waxman, and I would suggest that you let your lawyer do the talking.
Catherine You're fired.
I want to represent myself.
Ms.
Waxman, you have the right to act as your own counsel.
But I am ordering Mr.
Whitney to remain as your legal advisor.
Fine, I'm changing my defense.
I'm going to tell the jury the truth.
Dr.
Waxman raped me when I was 15.
He told me it was part of my therapy.
He abused me.
He twisted my mind, and when I saw him preying on another young girl, destroying her like he destroyed me, I lost it.
I became like a child again.
I was violated and terrified.
I had to stop him any way that I could.
She's admitted to murder.
We're not worried the jury will acquit her, are we? Acquit her? You wanted to give her a medal.
Maybe you should've left that deal on the table.
Would you? (sums) Last year, a pastor's wife in Tennessee got 60 days for shooting her husband.
That better not happen here.
She's emotional and erratic, with no background in the law.
By all rights, it's a slam dunk.
People v.
Fisher.
Mr.
Fisher crushed his fiancée's skull with it.
Five people saw him do it.
He was covered in blood and brain matter.
The jury acquitted.
Wasn't my first case, or my 10th, it happened four years ago.
No such thing as a slam dunk.
Mom told me she was going to the basement to do the laundry.
And then, like, an hour later, she came upstairs.
How did she seem before she went to do the laundry? You know, normal.
She told me to get off the computer and to do my homework.
CUTTER: Did she seem frightened or agitated? Not really.
Thank you, Emma.
Ms.
Waxman, she's your witness now.
Hi, Emma.
Hi, Mom.
How are you, honey? Your Honor.
Ms.
Waxman, you have to keep your questions focused on the case.
Sorry.
Emma, can you tell about the time we planted lilies on the terrace? Do I have to? What did Dad do when he came home? You know.
He ripped them all out.
CATHERINE: Do you remember why? He said you didn't have his permission to plant flowers.
Do you remember when you left Dad's tape player in the kitchen, how I locked myself in the bathroom.
Uh-huh.
I remember because I heard you crying.
Oh, sweetie.
Ms.
Waxman, you cannot touch the witness.
Do you have any more questions? No, sir.
Redirect.
Emma.
Did you ever hear your mother say she loved your father? Yes, lots of times.
CUTTER: Thank you, Emma.
Dr.
Stronach? Our next witness, expert on child sex abuse.
Clinical psychiatrist, University of Pennsylvania.
Dr.
Stronach's research was condemned by a Congressional resolution? Don't look at me.
Stronach wasn't my idea.
Catherine Waxman wants the jury to believe her crime was caused by her sexual abuse as ateenager.
I want to give the jury another point of view.
Dr.
Stronach's research will certainly do that.
It might also make the jury want to string you up.
In the course of my research, I analyzed 49 studies of college students who reported being sexually abused as adolescents by an adult.
What were your findings? Sexual interaction between willing adolescents and adults does not cause intense psychological harm.
Are you endorsing sex between teenagers and adults, Doctor? STRONACH: Absolutely not.
My study does not address legal or moral issues, nor does it apply to incest or forcible rape.
It speaks only to the psychological consequences of sex between an adult and awilling adolescent.
So, no intense psychological harm? STRONACH: Correct.
No trauma to trigger or excuse a murderous rampage? Not that I found.
Thank you, Doctor.
Not everybody in the psychiatric community agrees with your findings.
In fact, your study was condemned by Congress, isn't that right? It's probably the first time since Galileo that a scientist was censured by a government.
But the earth isn't the center of the universe, and my findings are accurate.
I mean, isn't it true that Do you have children? Two daughters, So if a 35-year-old man has sex with them, it's no big deal? Objection.
VITTELLI: Sustained.
Anything else, Ms.
Waxman? The witness is excused.
Thank you, Doctor.
They didn't subpoena me.
I volunteered to testify as soon as I heard you put that charlatan Stronach on the stand.
She's hardly a charlatan.
She's an academic, she studies studies.
I counsel victims.
You've historically testified for us, Liz.
Your appearance as a defense witness carries weight far beyond the substance of your testimony.
Catherine Waxman's using you to support a bogus defense.
And you're using bogus science to prosecute her.
There are a dozen clinicians in this town who can make that point.
It doesn't have to be you.
Stronach's position devalues what I do, who I am.
Liz I'm going to set the record straight.
You understand you're working for the other side now.
That means the gloves have to come off.
I can help you here.
You mean go after her credibility? I know.
She's a rape victim herself.
It goes to bias.
No.
Not that.
Dr.
Stronach only looked at college students.
Many of the child abuse patients I treat are so traumatized, they never make it out of high school.
Like me.
So you don't think what Isaac did to me was harmless? I'll speak about my patients.
Even the ones Dr.
Stronach would label as willing participants.
Many have profound and debilitating problems.
And how much worse is it if the abuser is their therapist? It's a terrible betrayal of trust.
An ethical violation that even in adult patients can have tragic, even violent consequences.
Okay.
Thanks, Doctor.
How many of your abused patients married the adult they had sex with? None.
But as Catherine's therapist, Dr.
Waxman was in a position to convince her that she was in love.
You firmly believe he crossed a line when he had sex with her, with one of his patients, correct? It's unforgivable.
You've never crossed that line? Of course not.
At one time, you worked for the police department counseling police officers, correct? Yes.
I'll ask you again, have you ever had sex with a patient? For instance, a detective who'd lost a partner? Many years ago, yes.
But I stopped treating him shortly after our relationship began.
But you had sex with him while he was under your care? Yes, but he wasn't a child.
But he was a patient.
We can assume you weren't worried this terrible betrayal of trust would have tragic, even violent consequences.
That hurt, Jack.
I warned you.
You betrayed a confidence.
You went to bat for a woman who shot her husband in cold blood and who would've killed anybody else she found in his office.
If I had to betray a confidence to ensure she goes to jail, so be it.
These are the rules we live by.
This isn't your finest hour, Jack.
Nor yours.
It was my fourth session with Dr.
Isaac.
I had just turned 15.
Isaac told me that I had to trust him.
He sat next to me, put his hands on me.
I told him, "Please stop.
" He said, "Do you want to get healthy, "or do you want to end up in a mental hospital?" I didn't know what to do.
My parents trusted Isaac.
I didn't want to get locked up, so I just let him do what he wanted, and I just stared out the window at the snow falling.
I went to Isaac for the next three years, and it was always the same.
Sometimes he told me that he loved me.
He would take me to a cottage on the lake.
I didn't tell anybody because he told me they wouldn't believe me and they would put me in an institution.
When I told Isaac I wanted to go away to college, he got angry.
He drove me out to a mental hospital in Concord.
He parked across the street and he told me that he would have me committed if I tried to leave him.
And then he made me have sex with him in his car.
I dropped out of high school.
Isaac announced that my therapy was a success and we were going to get married.
I didn't have any choice.
Isaac had me convinced that I couldn't get along without him.
Isaac said that if I ever tried to divorce him, he would take away my children.
When I listened to the tape that Emma found, I heard Isaac's voice talking about this young girl Meredith.
I could hear the sickness and the filth in his voice.
I had the gun that he took from a patient and I went to confront him at his office.
He told me that the tapes were none of my business.
That's when I shot him.
That's it, Judge, that's all of it.
VITTELLI: Mr.
Cutter.
(CLEARS THROAT) Instead of confronting him with a gun, why didn't you report your husband to the police? He would've talked his way out of it.
Why didn't you find out who Meredith was and call her parents? She would've denied it.
I'm sure he controlled her like he controlled me.
CUTTER: He controlled you.
You used to be out of control, correct? That's why your parents sent you to Dr.
Waxman? I abused drugs and alcohol, and I was promiscuous.
After you saw Dr.
Waxman, were you still abusing drugs or alcohol? No.
Were you still promiscuous? No, because Isaac said I could only have sex with him.
Is that the only reason? Your daughter testified you said you loved your husband.
I don't know what love is.
I only know what Isaac called love.
(DOOR OPENS) Mr.
Cutter.
Yes, Your Honor.
I'm sorry.
You testified that when you were young, Isaac took you to a cottage.
Do you remember where this cottage was? It was a place that he rented, on a lake in New Hampshire.
Lake Winnipesaukee.
Was it near a town? I don't remember.
I was a teenager.
What's that, Ms.
Waxman? Are you remembering the name of the town it was near? The town was Meredith, wasn't it? It may It may have been.
The name written on your husband's tapes.
You never heard the other tapes, correct? No.
I didn't have them.
People's 43.
This is from one of those tapes.
ISAAC: And we tore at each other's clothes, all sweaty and gasping.
h' anybody looked out of the windows of the psych ward on the third floor, they might have seen us there in the car.
But I didn't take you thereto scare you.
I took you there to convince you that my world ends if you go away from me.
(TAPE CLICKS) He was talking about you, wasn't he? About the time he drove you to the psychiatric hospital.
I don't know.
There was no betrayal, was there? No other girl.
There was just you, Ms.
Waxman.
It can't be.
And these tapes, notes for a memoir he named "Meredith," a journal of your affair.
Oh, God.
He wasn't cheating.
He was creating a record for posterity.
Of you.
You, his great love.
What did I do? Isaac! Oh, Isaac.
L--- lam a rock in a sea of chaos.
(SOBBING) I am a rock in a sea of chaos.
I am a rock Fine, and we won't oppose parole.
We'll send you the paperwork.
Catherine accepted That jury loved her.
We caught a break.
Well, the next time I say slam dunk, drop that on my foot.
These are their stories.
ISAAC: You're a sweet disaster with no future, not without my healing hands.
(CHUCKLES) A sweet disaster.
Everything about you, your skin, so pale against your raven hair.
Oh! Look.
I I just don't give a damn about the laws of my profession.
I just want more.
I want I want more of you, my baby, and I don't want it to stop.
(slsl-ls) I'm I'm damned, but I just I don't care.
It's Dr.
Isaac Waxman, three to the chest and away he went.
He's a shrink.
He shares an office with a Dr.
Ahlers, that's who called it in.
ED: Was it a forced entry? No.
There's a keypad downstairs, so either the shooter had the code or Waxman buzzed him up.
I'm thinking one of his whackadoo patients.
(SIGHS) Good hunch, Cormack.
I think so.
Can you get somebody to open this door? The whole place was sprayed with bullets.
We got six in the bathroom door here, and four in the coat closet, all nine mil.
Somebody was on the hunt.
Yeah, and that hunt backed Dr.
Waxman up against this door.
Oh, damn.
Somebody was crashing here.
A kid.
It looks like ayoung girl, with brown hair.
I wonder what kind of therapy Dr.
Waxman was doing with her? The closet in his office? That's right.
He used it for patient files but he moved them into storage last year.
Have you seen anybody in his office that didn't belong, a Young girl maybe? His practice was adolescents.
What are you insinuating? Nothing.
How long have you shared an office with Dr.
Waxman? Fifteen years, ever since he moved his practice from New Hampshire.
But I never saw anything improper.
Any problems with his patients, threats, that kind of thing? No, he never mentioned anything.
His poor family.
Do they know yet? We haven't contacted them yet.
They only live two blocks away.
We got a shooter and a possible missing girl, either one of them could be patients, so we need to go through his files.
Not without a court order.
I'll call you as soon as I clear it with ajudge.
CATHERINE: Ifell asleep at 10:00.
When I woke up and Isaac still wasn't home, I called him.
His phone was off.
I thought maybe he fell asleep on his couch.
Then I walked the dog in Washington Square and took the kids to school.
At 10:00 last night, you went to your husband's office? No, 10:00 is when I fell asleep.
I was home all night.
It was laundry night.
We're going to have to talk to your kids.
Not today.
They just lost their father.
Are we done? ED: No.
We're going to need to take your fingerprints and a swab of your hands to check for gunshot residue.
That's incredible.
A psychiatrist who treats disturbed teenagers is murdered and you investigate his family.
It's just a formality, ma'am.
Look, one more thing, there was a closet in your husband's office, had a mattress in it, and evidence that a young girl was there.
You know anything about that? I'm sure it's not what you imagine.
The police believe Dr.
Waxman was holding this girl captive.
I'm not going to let them tromp through the confidential psychiatric records of innocent children.
Well, one of those innocent children might've pumped three bullets into Dr.
Waxman.
I'll meet you halfway.
I'll appoint someone to examine the records.
Someone, Your Honor? A psychiatrist I can trust.
My own.
Twenty-two of Dr.
Waxman's patients talked about exploding.
Bombs? No.
Figurative explosions.
Doctor, it's patients with a potential for actual violence that we're looking for.
Oh.
I'll take another look.
Please do.
Ah, thanks.
So, a CSU found this spent MetroCard in the closet.
It was swiped every day last week between 4:00 and 6:00 p.
m.
in Union Square station.
Not that much to go on.
No, but this is good.
This t-shirt? Spitfire makes skateboard wheels.
There used to be a corner of Union Square Park where skater kids used to hang out.
Oh, they still do, though I don't know how many of them wear $12 French lip balm.
Oh, yeah, Money Girl.
We don't know her name, man.
Sorry.
That's some pretty mean road rash, man.
Check this out.
I got it board-sliding a If you really skated Brooklyn Banks, then you know what part of Brooklyn it's in.
I don't, because it's in Manhattan.
Okay.
Her name's Amanda.
She went to the smoothie place, baby blue hoodie.
All right.
You a big skateboarder back in the day? No, Tommy was.
The scar's from falling off my bike when I was nine.
I'm going to go around.
All right.
Hey, Amanda.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! It's okay.
I don't want to go back! Don't make me.
Calm down! We're not gonna take you back to Dr.
Waxman.
Isaac? No, I meant my mother.
Isaac was protecting me! Amanda promised me no more cutting school.
I'm very hurt by this.
LIAM: You hurt and I'm losing half a day.
Why don't you call her father next time? Maybe he'll come in from Japan.
Liam, let's you and me take care of the paperwork so you can get out of here.
I can't control her.
Dr.
Waxman was willing to work with me and not get child services involved.
Involved in what? Amanda doesn't get along with Liam.
What did he do to her? Nothing she didn't deserve.
But Waxman thought it was best if Amanda stay away until I made Liam move out.
And how did that go over with Liam? Isaac called my mom and, like, bitch-slapped her.
He told her if Liam wasn't gone in a week, he'd call the cops.
So you were okay sleeping in his closet? A lot of his kids stay there when they need a time-out from their parents.
You just follow his rules, about curfews and stuff.
So why did you leave, Amanda? My mom told Isaac that Liam was gone, so I went home.
But the bitch lied, all of Liam's clothes were still there.
I really need to talk to Isaac.
(WHISPERING) She doesn't know he's dead.
You really trust Dr.
Waxman.
He saved me.
He said life gave me bad parents but that can be overcome.
He said be grateful I'm not messed up like some of his other kids.
Dr.
Waxman was killed last night.
No.
I'm sorry.
Did he talk about any patients who might be violent? He mentioned this kid from my school who was expelled.
His parents took him to another doctor.
Did Isaac say why he was expelled? He tried to buy a gun.
Isaac said he was, like, fixated on Virginia Tech.
(BANGING ON DOOR) MR.
DOHERTY: Brandon, open this door right now! I swear, if you don't unlock this door Mr.
Doherty, do you mind? Brandon, this is Detective Ed Green.
You're not in any trouble, we just want to make sure you're okay.
He just ate dinner with us.
HEATHER: Mom, Dad! Brandon's on his webcam! He's webcasting from his room.
Isaac promised me it would stop hurting.
Oh, my God.
But it's just getting worse.
Look what they're writing! The cops are here.
Isaac's dead.
It's all messed up.
just want it to stop.
No, let me go! No, let me go! Let me be with Isaac! No, let me die! It's all right, it's all right.
Shh! It's okay.
It's okay.
My husband said they're committing Brandon for observation.
It's the right thing to do.
These are the pills Brandon's taking? Yeah, since last week.
These are prescribed by his new doctor.
What did Dr.
Waxman have him on? Nothing.
He took him off his anti-depressants.
He put him on vitamins and organic food, meditation.
Doesn't sound so bad.
Brandon seemed to calm down at first.
He adored Waxman.
So when you changed doctors, what did you tell Brandon? That it was a decision we made with Dr.
Waxman.
HEATHER: Mom, Dad's on the phone! Excuse me.
The way they put it, maybe the kid believed Waxman dumped him.
And so the kid shot him? Waxman thought the kid was all talk.
So much for talk.
DR.
OLNET: Brandon's clinically depressed.
Waxman should've increased his meds, not stopped them.
He's on meds now and we're looking at him for murder.
My partner thinks that all Brandon needs is a little Vitamin C and some moonbeam therapy.
I'm not saying I know the answer, but it's not always a pill.
There's a healthy discussion to be had about over-prescribing meds to kids.
But there is no discussion when it comes to this boy.
He's acutely suicidal, with homicidal ideations.
Waxman was irresponsible.
Brandon's mom said he adored Waxman.
Amanda thinks Waxman saved her.
He must've been doing something right.
Well, when I was 16, I loved my Uncle Joe because he bought me beer.
Exactly.
Waxman's a rule breaker and that's very seductive to adolescents.
You want it both ways.
Brandon loved his doctor and he killed him.
He said in his webcast that Waxman promised him he'd get better.
If he felt lied to, he'd take it very hard.
I bought that target off a kid at school.
I wish I had a gun.
I would have shot whoever killed Isaac.
You weren't mad at him for letting your parents send you to another doctor? No.
He told me I could still call him, even if I wasn't his patient.
When was the last time you talked to him? I think my son's said enough Like, shut up, okay? Four days ago.
I called him about my new meds.
I don't feel happier, but I feel better.
It's weird.
How did talking to Isaac make you feel? Good.
He reminded me to keep saying these, like, reassurances in my head.
Reassurances? Can you tell us one? Isaac told me I had to be a rock in a sea of chaos.
He told me to say that in my head when things got bad.
(LAUGHS) Okay, you can laugh, but I'd be locked up right now if weren't for Isaac.
Locked up for what? I did get a gun, a Glock 9 mil.
I was going to shoot these kids at school, but the stuff Isaac taught me kept me from doing it.
Where's this gun now? I gave it to Isaac.
He locked it in his desk.
It's not here.
All right.
There's a secret compartment back here.
Nice.
LUPO: Meredith.
ISAAC: Your skin, so pale against your raven hair.
Oh! {just don't give a damn about the laws of my profession.
just want more.
I want more of you, my baby, and I don't want it to stop.
He's talking about an underage girl.
He doesn't give a damn about the laws of his profession, so she must be a patient.
There's no Meredith on the roster.
Is she on these tapes? No, it's just him, and he loves to talk about sex on the couch, sex in the parking lot of a mental hospital.
So the shrink could have used a shrink.
Maybe that's why he recorded these tapes, to make himself feel better about having sex with a child.
If his wife heard this stuff I don't think he was hiding these tapes from the cleaning lady.
Maybe his wife has access to his office.
Have you verified her alibi? She keeps running interference with her kids.
We can't get near them.
You know? Maybe you can, if she's here looking at mug shots of known burglars.
For all we know, her husband was killed by a burglar.
I'll send a car to pick her up.
I was in the basement with Mom, while she did the laundry.
ED: That must've been very exciting for you, Donnie.
Is that short for Donald? Donovan.
That was my mother's name before she got married.
And I was doing my homework.
Mom was helping me.
How long did that take? As long as it takes for the washer and the dryer.
Mom never left.
She was downstairs doing the laundry.
LUPO: Where were you? Up in my room.
What about your brother, where was he? He came into my room a couple of times looking for Mom.
And did the two of you go look for her? Yes.
We checked in the basement.
She wasn't anywhere.
None of these people look familiar.
You should talk to Dr.
Ahlers.
(DOOR OPENS) Let's change the subject.
To what? LUPO: Laundry night.
You said you were home doing laundry.
That's right, until 10:00.
No, see, your daughter looked for you.
You weren't home.
You talked to Emma? Mmm-hmm.
Where did you go, Mrs.
Waxman? Nowhere.
Emma is confused.
We found your fingerprints in your husband's office.
As you would, I've been there many times.
Your fingerprints on the keypad to the office also.
I would let myself in, so I wouldn't bother him.
He gave me the code.
We had no secrets.
LUPO: No secrets? You mean, like Meredith? ISAAC: The age of consent, what the hell is that to us? We're not clocks, The pleasure that you give me, that you take from me, that's your consent.
I mean, you left your childhood on the couch, that first night with me.
Do you remember? We tore each other's Obviously, I've never heard this.
I don't know who or what Isaac is talking about.
You know exactly what he's talking about.
It's why you went to his office.
No, I didn't.
You knew he was having an affair with an underage girl.
CATHERINE: I did not.
You went to catch them in the act.
You were going to kill them both.
You had his gun you found in his desk.
You have no alibi.
lam a rock in a sea of chaos Your fingerprints were everywhere.
What are you doing, Mrs.
Waxman? I am a rock in a sea of chaos.
I will not be bullied or broken.
I am a rock in a sea of chaos.
I will not be bullied or broken.
I am a rock in a sea of chaos Your husband put you in an impossible situation, Mrs.
Waxman.
We understand that.
You're from Hanover, New Hampshire? That's where you met your husband? That's right.
How did you meet? At a party, at school? I mean, he was 20 years older than you.
What is that? He had a patient in Hanover, a 15-year-old named Catherine Donovan.
Give that to me.
Mrs.
Waxman.
Donovan, that's your maiden name, right? You can't look at that.
That's confidential.
You were a child, just like the girl on that tape.
Stop reading that.
It's all here, how he seduced you.
Isaac said he would destroy it.
He promised he would destroy it.
He liked them young, didn't he, Catherine? You found out he had a new girl, and you figured it was over for you.
No, he doesn't care about her.
She's a disaster.
He even says so.
On the tapes.
So you heard them.
No.
You knew about his affair.
Affair? Isaac has a sickness.
And when an animal is sick, you put it down.
That's what you did, you put him down.
He had no right to treat me like that.
Mrs.
Waxman, at this time, we're putting you under arrest for murder.
Her admission better hold up in court.
You know, you violated patient confidentiality by reading that file.
Sign-up sheet for the blood drive next week, composite sketch of the Murray Hill peeper, take-out menus.
Cool.
Mmm-hmm.
How'd you scam the grand jury to vote this piece of garbage, Ms.
Rubirosa? Table for 26 at Nobu? She offered them playoff tickets, McCoy's field box.
An admission that doesn't admit to anything, no murder weapon.
Her own daughter busts her alibi.
Tell them about Emma.
And we have motive in spades.
This alleged affair with the phantom patient? She's probably the one who killed him.
Let's not waste each other's time? I'll ask Judge Vittelli for expedited discovery and an early trial date.
Well, not so fast.
I'm not ready to Or we can settle this now with a plea to man one.
Fifteen years.
A six-week adjournment so she can get her affairs in order before she goes in.
In? No.
No.
Tell them about Emma.
Emma now remembers that her mother was home at the time of the murder.
Poor kid got her nights mixed up.
We're off on the wrong foot, a witness changing her story.
She's 14 and testifying against her mother, we should've expected it.
Too bad our whole case was resting on her young shoulders.
It's the case I got from the cops.
I see we're off on two wrong feet.
Not good.
If you ask me, sleeping with his underage patient, his wife deserves a medal.
That's a sentiment I don't want repeated outside this office.
By the way, have you talked to this patient? Meredith.
The police haven't identified her.
They're still searching.
But, on the promising side, the police found a phone call Catherine made the morning after her husband was killed.
It was to her mother in New Hampshire.
The mother who sent her to Waxman when she was 15.
That's a conversation I would have loved to have heard.
Don't forget to pack your duck boots.
I know.
I dated a boy from Dartmouth.
It is a weak case.
What's your plan? Motions to get Catherine's bail revoked and have her remanded to Rikers.
Keep piling it on until she cries uncle and takes a plea.
You hope.
And I'm going to do something about her alibi witness.
You don't want to know.
LUPO: This is Mr.
Cutter from the District Attorney's office.
I told him what you told me about your mother not being home the night your father was killed.
I just got mixed up.
She was in the basement the whole time.
Emma, I know you're protecting your mom.
But she's not protecting you.
What do you mean? You're a strong person, Emma.
I can see that.
I know you can probably stick to that lie when you testify in court.
But Donnie, I can break him down.
I'll have to, to get the truth, that's my job.
And your mom will be sitting there in court, watching him.
It's going to mess Donnie up forever.
I don't want to hurt Donnie but what happens to him is up to you.
Mr.
Cutter So, Emma, was your mother home that whole night? No.
What you told Detective Lupo the first time was the truth, wasn't it? Yes.
It's all my fault.
What do you mean, Emma? What's your fault? I found Dad's little tape player at home.
I listened to a little of it.
He was talking about that girl.
I didn't know what to do, so I just left it in the kitchen.
Mom found it.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
You learn that in law school? Right out of law school, nothing but drug cases for five years.
Would you feel better if I offered her a lollipop? I'd feel better if you hadn't roughed her up.
How do you think her mother got her to lie? I'm playing to win, Detective, and winning means putting Catherine Waxman in jail.
Is this some kind of sport to you? Stick with your law books, Detective.
On the page, the law is a much purer thing.
MAUREEN: Don't know why I'd talk to you.
You're trying to put Cathy in jail.
CONNIE: Well, my boss is.
He doesn't like women who stand up for themselves.
What did Cathy call you about that morning? Isaac didn't come home.
She was worried.
She loved him a lot.
He worked wonders with her.
Wonders? You're very forgiving, Mrs.
Donovan, considering what he actually did to your daughter.
Isaac loved Cathy.
He saved her, without medicines, without locking her up.
It sounds like she was very troubled.
When she was 14, she got mixed up with some frat boys over at the college.
Isaac saved her.
She loved him for it.
You listen to her that morning, youWlsee.
You have a tape of your conversation? I was at the grocers.
Cathy left a message.
It's still on there.
ED: Cutter! CONNIE: Hey, you've got to hear this.
It's the message that Catherine left on her mother's voice-mail the morning after the murder.
Mom, it's Cathy.
I'm out walking Baxter.
Isaac didn't come home fast night.
(SHIP HORN BLOWING ON TAPE) In the background? Three blasts from a ship's horn.
It's one of the cruise ships that leaves from the Westside Piers.
She was walking her dog along the river.
She told us she walked her dog in Washington Square Park.
After what you put that little girl through we have no alibi witness.
I've recommended my client accept your plea offer.
Man one, 15 years, if I recall.
Let me show you the newest addition to our evidence safe.
Police divers retrieved it in the shallow waters off Pier 59, aGlock17.
Ballistics matched it to the bullets that killed Dr.
Waxman.
We can prove your client was near that pier the morning after the shooting.
There's no more plea bargain.
You're reneging? I have everything I need to send your client to prison for 25-to-life.
But she's willing to take a plea.
Twenty-five-to-life, Mr.
Whitney, not a day less.
He browbeat a 14-year-old into changing her testimony, he sent Ms.
Rubirosa up to New Hampshire to trick a gullible old lady, and when we finally agree to his terms, he takes the offer off the table! Mr.
Cutter, in the interest of justice, can we find common ground here? Mr.
Whitney had ample time to recommend that offer to his client.
Instead, he allowed her to coerce her children into lying to the police.
YourHonon if he won't listen to reason His client sprayed that office with gun fire.
If she had caught her husband in the act, as she planned, we'd be talking about two victims, not one.
The People request you put this over for trial at the earliest possible date.
It looks like I don't have any choice.
You're the judge.
Can't you make them give the deal back? No, I can't, Ms.
Waxman, and I would suggest that you let your lawyer do the talking.
Catherine You're fired.
I want to represent myself.
Ms.
Waxman, you have the right to act as your own counsel.
But I am ordering Mr.
Whitney to remain as your legal advisor.
Fine, I'm changing my defense.
I'm going to tell the jury the truth.
Dr.
Waxman raped me when I was 15.
He told me it was part of my therapy.
He abused me.
He twisted my mind, and when I saw him preying on another young girl, destroying her like he destroyed me, I lost it.
I became like a child again.
I was violated and terrified.
I had to stop him any way that I could.
She's admitted to murder.
We're not worried the jury will acquit her, are we? Acquit her? You wanted to give her a medal.
Maybe you should've left that deal on the table.
Would you? (sums) Last year, a pastor's wife in Tennessee got 60 days for shooting her husband.
That better not happen here.
She's emotional and erratic, with no background in the law.
By all rights, it's a slam dunk.
People v.
Fisher.
Mr.
Fisher crushed his fiancée's skull with it.
Five people saw him do it.
He was covered in blood and brain matter.
The jury acquitted.
Wasn't my first case, or my 10th, it happened four years ago.
No such thing as a slam dunk.
Mom told me she was going to the basement to do the laundry.
And then, like, an hour later, she came upstairs.
How did she seem before she went to do the laundry? You know, normal.
She told me to get off the computer and to do my homework.
CUTTER: Did she seem frightened or agitated? Not really.
Thank you, Emma.
Ms.
Waxman, she's your witness now.
Hi, Emma.
Hi, Mom.
How are you, honey? Your Honor.
Ms.
Waxman, you have to keep your questions focused on the case.
Sorry.
Emma, can you tell about the time we planted lilies on the terrace? Do I have to? What did Dad do when he came home? You know.
He ripped them all out.
CATHERINE: Do you remember why? He said you didn't have his permission to plant flowers.
Do you remember when you left Dad's tape player in the kitchen, how I locked myself in the bathroom.
Uh-huh.
I remember because I heard you crying.
Oh, sweetie.
Ms.
Waxman, you cannot touch the witness.
Do you have any more questions? No, sir.
Redirect.
Emma.
Did you ever hear your mother say she loved your father? Yes, lots of times.
CUTTER: Thank you, Emma.
Dr.
Stronach? Our next witness, expert on child sex abuse.
Clinical psychiatrist, University of Pennsylvania.
Dr.
Stronach's research was condemned by a Congressional resolution? Don't look at me.
Stronach wasn't my idea.
Catherine Waxman wants the jury to believe her crime was caused by her sexual abuse as ateenager.
I want to give the jury another point of view.
Dr.
Stronach's research will certainly do that.
It might also make the jury want to string you up.
In the course of my research, I analyzed 49 studies of college students who reported being sexually abused as adolescents by an adult.
What were your findings? Sexual interaction between willing adolescents and adults does not cause intense psychological harm.
Are you endorsing sex between teenagers and adults, Doctor? STRONACH: Absolutely not.
My study does not address legal or moral issues, nor does it apply to incest or forcible rape.
It speaks only to the psychological consequences of sex between an adult and awilling adolescent.
So, no intense psychological harm? STRONACH: Correct.
No trauma to trigger or excuse a murderous rampage? Not that I found.
Thank you, Doctor.
Not everybody in the psychiatric community agrees with your findings.
In fact, your study was condemned by Congress, isn't that right? It's probably the first time since Galileo that a scientist was censured by a government.
But the earth isn't the center of the universe, and my findings are accurate.
I mean, isn't it true that Do you have children? Two daughters, So if a 35-year-old man has sex with them, it's no big deal? Objection.
VITTELLI: Sustained.
Anything else, Ms.
Waxman? The witness is excused.
Thank you, Doctor.
They didn't subpoena me.
I volunteered to testify as soon as I heard you put that charlatan Stronach on the stand.
She's hardly a charlatan.
She's an academic, she studies studies.
I counsel victims.
You've historically testified for us, Liz.
Your appearance as a defense witness carries weight far beyond the substance of your testimony.
Catherine Waxman's using you to support a bogus defense.
And you're using bogus science to prosecute her.
There are a dozen clinicians in this town who can make that point.
It doesn't have to be you.
Stronach's position devalues what I do, who I am.
Liz I'm going to set the record straight.
You understand you're working for the other side now.
That means the gloves have to come off.
I can help you here.
You mean go after her credibility? I know.
She's a rape victim herself.
It goes to bias.
No.
Not that.
Dr.
Stronach only looked at college students.
Many of the child abuse patients I treat are so traumatized, they never make it out of high school.
Like me.
So you don't think what Isaac did to me was harmless? I'll speak about my patients.
Even the ones Dr.
Stronach would label as willing participants.
Many have profound and debilitating problems.
And how much worse is it if the abuser is their therapist? It's a terrible betrayal of trust.
An ethical violation that even in adult patients can have tragic, even violent consequences.
Okay.
Thanks, Doctor.
How many of your abused patients married the adult they had sex with? None.
But as Catherine's therapist, Dr.
Waxman was in a position to convince her that she was in love.
You firmly believe he crossed a line when he had sex with her, with one of his patients, correct? It's unforgivable.
You've never crossed that line? Of course not.
At one time, you worked for the police department counseling police officers, correct? Yes.
I'll ask you again, have you ever had sex with a patient? For instance, a detective who'd lost a partner? Many years ago, yes.
But I stopped treating him shortly after our relationship began.
But you had sex with him while he was under your care? Yes, but he wasn't a child.
But he was a patient.
We can assume you weren't worried this terrible betrayal of trust would have tragic, even violent consequences.
That hurt, Jack.
I warned you.
You betrayed a confidence.
You went to bat for a woman who shot her husband in cold blood and who would've killed anybody else she found in his office.
If I had to betray a confidence to ensure she goes to jail, so be it.
These are the rules we live by.
This isn't your finest hour, Jack.
Nor yours.
It was my fourth session with Dr.
Isaac.
I had just turned 15.
Isaac told me that I had to trust him.
He sat next to me, put his hands on me.
I told him, "Please stop.
" He said, "Do you want to get healthy, "or do you want to end up in a mental hospital?" I didn't know what to do.
My parents trusted Isaac.
I didn't want to get locked up, so I just let him do what he wanted, and I just stared out the window at the snow falling.
I went to Isaac for the next three years, and it was always the same.
Sometimes he told me that he loved me.
He would take me to a cottage on the lake.
I didn't tell anybody because he told me they wouldn't believe me and they would put me in an institution.
When I told Isaac I wanted to go away to college, he got angry.
He drove me out to a mental hospital in Concord.
He parked across the street and he told me that he would have me committed if I tried to leave him.
And then he made me have sex with him in his car.
I dropped out of high school.
Isaac announced that my therapy was a success and we were going to get married.
I didn't have any choice.
Isaac had me convinced that I couldn't get along without him.
Isaac said that if I ever tried to divorce him, he would take away my children.
When I listened to the tape that Emma found, I heard Isaac's voice talking about this young girl Meredith.
I could hear the sickness and the filth in his voice.
I had the gun that he took from a patient and I went to confront him at his office.
He told me that the tapes were none of my business.
That's when I shot him.
That's it, Judge, that's all of it.
VITTELLI: Mr.
Cutter.
(CLEARS THROAT) Instead of confronting him with a gun, why didn't you report your husband to the police? He would've talked his way out of it.
Why didn't you find out who Meredith was and call her parents? She would've denied it.
I'm sure he controlled her like he controlled me.
CUTTER: He controlled you.
You used to be out of control, correct? That's why your parents sent you to Dr.
Waxman? I abused drugs and alcohol, and I was promiscuous.
After you saw Dr.
Waxman, were you still abusing drugs or alcohol? No.
Were you still promiscuous? No, because Isaac said I could only have sex with him.
Is that the only reason? Your daughter testified you said you loved your husband.
I don't know what love is.
I only know what Isaac called love.
(DOOR OPENS) Mr.
Cutter.
Yes, Your Honor.
I'm sorry.
You testified that when you were young, Isaac took you to a cottage.
Do you remember where this cottage was? It was a place that he rented, on a lake in New Hampshire.
Lake Winnipesaukee.
Was it near a town? I don't remember.
I was a teenager.
What's that, Ms.
Waxman? Are you remembering the name of the town it was near? The town was Meredith, wasn't it? It may It may have been.
The name written on your husband's tapes.
You never heard the other tapes, correct? No.
I didn't have them.
People's 43.
This is from one of those tapes.
ISAAC: And we tore at each other's clothes, all sweaty and gasping.
h' anybody looked out of the windows of the psych ward on the third floor, they might have seen us there in the car.
But I didn't take you thereto scare you.
I took you there to convince you that my world ends if you go away from me.
(TAPE CLICKS) He was talking about you, wasn't he? About the time he drove you to the psychiatric hospital.
I don't know.
There was no betrayal, was there? No other girl.
There was just you, Ms.
Waxman.
It can't be.
And these tapes, notes for a memoir he named "Meredith," a journal of your affair.
Oh, God.
He wasn't cheating.
He was creating a record for posterity.
Of you.
You, his great love.
What did I do? Isaac! Oh, Isaac.
L--- lam a rock in a sea of chaos.
(SOBBING) I am a rock in a sea of chaos.
I am a rock Fine, and we won't oppose parole.
We'll send you the paperwork.
Catherine accepted That jury loved her.
We caught a break.
Well, the next time I say slam dunk, drop that on my foot.