Law & Order Special Victims Unit s02e06 Episode Script
Noncompliance
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.
Morning, Maggie.
Maggie, where's my coffee? Maggie? Maggie? Oh, my God.
I need help.
Two victims.
Night manager, Margaret Sandomir.
As far as we can tell, she was raped and shot.
John Doe was by the trash stabbed several times in the back, chest, and genitals.
He is on his way to Mercy.
Who called it in? Alvin Maddox.
Works construction.
Mr.
Maddox? I'm Detective Benson.
How you holding up? I never did see a dead body in my life.
I mean, not before an undertaker got to them, you know.
I'll try to make this as quick and painless as possible.
I just need you to tell me what you saw.
I really didn't notice anything wrong until I got to the coffee pot.
There was none.
Then I saw all the blood and Maggie behind the counter.
Who would do that? Everybody loved her.
Did you know the other victim who was found outside? I didn't even see the poor bastard at first.
Almost lost my breakfast.
Mr.
Maddox, I'm gonna need your shoes.
Oh, my God.
I didn't I wasn't I just need to eliminate your footprints so I'll write you a receipt and we'll return them to you when we're done.
Are you kidding? Toss them or burn them.
I'll never wear them again.
Okay, sit tight.
I'll have someone take you home.
Body's been tampered with.
Shot in the back, but laying face up and the shoes are on the wrong feet.
The M.
E.
said he found no trace of fluids so it looks like our guy wore a condom.
So far, too much blood and not enough forensics.
Just what I like.
A smart predator.
Okay, so we got two victims, one shot, one stabbed.
One inside, the other out on the street.
But from the looks of it, it all started in here.
If he had a gun, why the knife? Something went wrong.
Maybe we're looking for two perps.
Money was still in the drawer.
$200 and change.
That's why we're thinking it's a rape that got interrupted.
Surveillance camera? Non-functional for some time.
It's not in a high crime area.
The owner thought its presence was deterrent enough.
Well, who's our corpse? Margaret Sandomir, night manager.
Works midnight to 6:00 a.
m.
Beloved by all.
Not entirely.
Has the family been notified? Mother took a sedative.
Our second vic has no ID.
Just a few dollars in his pocket and a set of keys.
So he's probably going in for a midnight snack and winds up getting stabbed in the chest and genitals instead.
Focused or frenzied attack? Both.
Two different guys, two different weapons so one was organized, the other one out of control.
What if we got one guy, two weapons? Maybe he was in control and lost it when our second victim interrupted his flow.
I'll check the computer to see if they got any hits on perps that like to carry both.
Until our victim wakes up to give us any pertinent information Munch, Fin, knock on doors.
If he's local, let's try to ID the guy.
Benson, Stabler, talk to the Sandomir family.
Get some background.
She was getting her Ph.
D.
in psychology at Columbia during the day.
We thought since the market was just two blocks away that she'd be safe.
It's our neighborhood.
Everybody knows her.
Did she have any enemies? Was there ever any trouble? She did have some difficulty with one of the patients at the clinic but she assured me that was taken care of.
What patient was this? Maggie interned at a mental health clinic twice a week.
This man fantasized that he and Maggie had a relationship.
He stalked her.
What's his name? Oh, I don't remember.
There was a police report.
Maggie assured me that he wasn't dangerous.
Do you have the name of the clinic? H.
M.
H.
Clinic.
Homeless Mental Health.
Hi.
Hi.
Can I help you? Could I see Dr.
Klein? She's in a session.
Need about five minutes.
She'll be done in 30.
So have a seat.
Great.
Thank you.
Guy stalking our victim is Ben Moreland.
She took out a restraining order.
So much for him not being dangerous.
You want to go and come back later? Let's have Munch take it.
They pulled the 61 on Moreland.
He was stalking our victim for almost a month.
Became agitated when approached by uniforms.
He had box cutters taped to his hands.
One cop almost got cut.
When was this? Two weeks ago.
He at Rikers? Claims insanity.
Said the Unis had laser beams for eyes and were trying to fry him.
The judge ordered him to take his meds and sent him home.
Address is West 54th Street.
What are the odds he's still not taking his pills? Hello? Ben Moreland? What's this about? Maggie Sandomir.
I'm not allowed within 500 feet of her.
Where were you last night? Right here.
Why? Anyone with you? Just me and the four walls closing in.
She say I was bothering her again? Because I swear I wasn't.
Miss Sandomir is dead.
No.
I just talked to her.
In person? She called me.
Wanted to know how things were going with the new shrink.
She referred him.
She was always good to me.
I guess that's why I'm fixated.
She helped me get my disability and get off the street.
Take my meds consistent.
The court order helped, too.
You still complying? I take Fluphenazine.
Guess I'm supposed to live with the drooling and the shakes.
You're very talented.
Only when I'm crazy.
I haven't been able to work since they forced me to take the medication.
Is it helping? Depends.
I'm not hearing voices telling me to rip my own throat out.
It's supposed to make me better, so I can hold down a job.
Who the hell's going to hire me like this? I don't work.
I'm going to be out on the street again.
It's tragic, what happened to Maggie.
Anything I can do? Yes, we need a list of her patients.
Anything except that.
Doctor, we understand you'd like to protect their confidentiality but this is a rape-murder investigation.
That list won't help you.
Why not? These people don't have addresses.
They're scattered all over the city.
Can we get the schedule of when they're due to come in for their medication? So they can be traumatized by the experience? I betray their trust, they don't show the next time.
It's hard enough to get them to take their meds to begin with.
We can get a court order.
Then that's what you'll have to do.
I'm not unsympathetic, just protective.
And uncooperative.
My patients suffer from manic depression mood disorders, and schizophrenia.
That doesn't make them killers.
Yet there's an unbelievable stigma when most of them are not violent.
Doctor, are all of your patients under control? If they take their meds and work with their doctors, yes.
And if they don't? Instead of hounding patients struggling with their disease you should be checking the subject of Maggie's thesis.
Mark Nash.
And why doesn't he fall under your protective cover? Mark Nash was non-compliant.
He refused to take medication.
I absolutely believe that medication and therapy give the best possible relief for schizophrenia.
Maggie advocated a patient's right to choose.
But how can a sick mind even recognize that it's ill? Lab came back on our footprints.
Only three sets.
The victim outside and our witness, Maddox.
Looks like we're looking for only one perp.
Nothing on Mark Nash.
No complaints, no violence.
Nothing.
Zip.
First time for everything.
So you think the guy goes from zero to rape and murder because he's schizophrenic? If he's not in his right mind, hell, yes.
And who is the arbiter of mental health? Are you sane? And how do you know if you're not unless somebody tells you? And how do they know they're not? What about Moreland? He look good to you? Nothing so far.
He's got no alibi.
But I don't see him going out in that condition.
He stalked her.
If anybody's seen him lately, we'll find out.
Be hard to miss him with all the facial twitches, tremors, and drool.
Probably extra-pyramidal.
I got Maggie Sandomir's thesis from Dr.
Klein.
That sounds like the side effects you get from long-term usage of anti-psychotics.
You get involuntary muscle spasms among other things.
That's why a lot of them refuse the medication.
Right, but we can't possibly know which ones are dangerous when they are gonna snap That's why taking their meds shouldn't be an option.
You'd suppress an individual's right to refuse medical treatment? For the public safety? Absolutely.
Our John Doe is out of surgery and awake.
So let's get his statement.
All right, keep me posted.
How's he doing? He still got all his parts? Can't this wait? And if he croaks in the next five minutes? He just came out of major surgery.
We're trying to find out who put him there.
Don't worry, this'll be short and sweet.
Sir.
Yeah.
What's your name? Miller.
Earl Miller.
Can we call anybody for you? No.
Did you get a good look at who did this to you? Slight white in 20s or 30s brown hair crazy.
I saw him attack that woman.
Crazy? What, did he say something? Russian something.
He spoke with an accent? No.
Please.
Mr.
Nash? Mark Nash? "Raskolnikov "it was I who killed the old pawnbroker woman and her sister with an axe.
" Mr.
Nash, I'm going to need to see your hands.
"317 rubles.
" I need to see your hands.
"60 kopecks.
" Mr.
Nash, why don't you stand up slowly? Show me your hands.
Put your hands behind your head.
Down.
Mr.
Nash, you're under arrest.
"I do not repent.
" That's great.
Mark, we already know what happened, so it's okay for you to tell us.
You had an episode.
You got all lost in your head, right? Did she say something or do something that set you off? Is that why you hit her? No.
No.
No.
No.
Mark, I tell you, you hit her so hard, she came out of her shoes.
You felt bad, so you tried to put them back on her feet but you got them on the wrong feet, is that right? "Razumihin, you think I'm mad?" "Have a drink.
You'll feel better.
" You've had enough for all of us.
I can still smell the beer on you.
You're not drunk, are you? Is Maggie dead? You know she is, because you killed her.
And then you stabbed a witness.
He might not make it.
I hope he's dead.
So you did stab him? Yes.
Mark.
Just calm down.
Mark, calm down, okay? We just want to help, so why don't you sit down and we'll talk? We won't be getting anything out of him for now.
Not while he's delusional.
Defense is going to ask for a 730.
State Examiner will keep him until he's fit for trial.
Maybe we'll get his story instead of Dostoyevsky's Crime And Punishment.
We've got enough for the assault to confine him to a state hospital.
The blood on the knife came back as Miller's.
I'd like the gun to close it up tight.
The M.
E.
found two hairs on the body, follicles intact, so maybe we don't need it.
I never turn down evidence.
Munch and Fin are talking to Nash's mother in the interview room.
Let's serve her the notice while she's here, and then go toss the house.
When he didn't come, I went looking.
He didn't have his keys.
He loses them or forgets them.
I went to the market.
It was closed.
There was yellow crime scene tape over it.
I've been running everywhere trying to find my son.
In hospitals, police stations, even the morgue.
Now I'm here.
So, please, what did Mark do? Maggie Sandomir is dead.
She was sexually assaulted and shot in the back.
Oh, my Customer came in.
Wrong place, wrong time.
He got stabbed for his trouble, but he'll make it.
My son isn't violent.
Mrs.
Nash, he took a knife out of his pocket, and his clothes are stained in blood.
This is impossible.
He adores Maggie.
He was so withdrawn, and she took the time to reach him.
They spent evenings together.
Sometimes he helped her in the market.
They were close.
As close as Mark can be.
He would never hurt her.
Never.
He refuses to take any medication.
Has he ever been on anything? Clozapine made his white blood cells drop.
Chlorpromazine made him sleep in a day.
He refuses to try again.
Does he drink? Yes.
I never give him much money, but he always manages to buy beer.
Did he ever show any signs of violence? Never.
Do you own a handgun? Yes.
I understand if you're afraid of him.
I bought that gun to protect Mark against the neighborhood ignorants.
They chase him and frighten him.
They're obsessed, terrified that he'll freak out and hurt them or their children.
The media has done an excellent job of demonizing schizophrenics so that when people look at my son they don't see a human being.
Mark doesn't scare me, Detective.
Pathetic, narrow-minded people do.
Ms.
Cabot.
Matt Wooding, counsel for Mark Nash.
Alex Cabot for the People.
Nice day for a walk in the park.
Maybe.
What are you offering? a state hospital.
Court-monitored medication compliance for the duration.
That's a little stiff.
Six inside, remaining four on compliance.
No.
Have you seen the crime scene photos? You've only got him for Miller's assault.
Last I checked, he was still breathing.
Just barely and now he's missing a piece of action.
Eight inside, five on compliance.
But if I find the murder weapon, the deal's off the table.
You mean if you find a gun with Mark's prints on it, don't you? I'll talk to the mother.
We're looking for a.
38.
Suspect's mother owns one, so concentrate on her bedroom.
I guess this is his corner.
He's got the right idea.
It just seems nutty to me.
You know, maybe it's his way of making the shows more interesting.
Maggie gave Mark Nash a chance, and it cost her, her life.
Is that your reason for doing what you did in the interview? What did I do? Well, he was starting to talk.
If we had just gone at him easy, he would've come around.
I asked the hard questions, he confessed.
They should all be that easy.
Six months out of the Academy, I worked a crime scene where a schizophrenic hacked his father to death and then he offed himself.
Whole place was covered with blood.
Turns out he stopped taking his meds.
Look, Olivia, that is your experience with one guy.
Even shrinks can't predict their behavior.
It's for their good that they take their medication.
Okay, what are we gonna do? We gonna shove pills down their throats? If it will get the job done.
You're uncomfortable with the mentally ill.
No, I am uncomfortable with dangerous unpredictability.
I found this in her lingerie drawer.
Been fired recently? "People versus Mark Nash.
"The charges are one count murder in the second degree "one count of rape in the first degree "one count assault in the first degree.
" How do you plead? Not guilty.
Going for insanity.
What a surprise.
Self-defense.
Ms.
Cabot? Your Honor, remand without bail.
The defendant is a serious threat to the community.
We'd also like a psych evaluation to determine mental competence.
Objection.
There's no reason to assess the defendant's mental health.
We will stipulate that he suffers from paranoid schizophrenia.
A debilitating disease, but not an incapacitating one.
The defendant raped and fatally shot one victim known to him and severely maimed an innocent bystander who interrupted his crime.
I want to determine whether or not his illness is a factor in the commission of these brutal crimes.
The American Psychiatric Association would strongly disagree with Ms.
Cabot's narrow-minded assumption that mental illness is always a precursor to criminality.
That's very P.
C.
, Counselor but let's just see what the members of the A.
P.
A.
actually have to say about it.
Remand without bail, pending psychiatric evaluation.
The defendant reserves the right to refuse medication.
So noted.
Shouldn't have to take the poison.
Already got cyanide in my head.
Don't want any more.
It's in the water.
Mark.
Agranulocytosis.
Seizures, Tardive Dyskinesia Akathisia, Dystonia, Torticollis Hypotension, Parkinsonism.
Those are side effects of anti-psychotics.
Mark, is the reason you refuse medication that you prefer the world you live in to reality? I'd be crazy if I didn't, wouldn't I? Don't look at me.
Why not? Because you can see the books in my head.
What kind of books are they? Prognostication.
I do it before I see it and it's exactly like I saw it.
What do you see? I see the safe.
Do you understand what happened to Maggie? Maggie died.
She was murdered.
I know that.
She was raped, too.
Yes.
Ugly.
What is? How I feel about my mother.
Maggie understood that my hatred stemmed from a matriarchal obsession with Christ.
I focus not on the crucified but on the suffering of his mother.
Did you study psychology? Of course.
Sociology, theology pathology I'm an autodidact.
I sometimes hate my mother.
If it weren't for her great suffering then I could end all this.
Do you remember exactly what happened to Maggie? The safe.
The combination to the safe is needed to get within it.
My life is in the safe, and the keys are needed to get within.
Where is the safe? Below the floor.
In hell.
I dream of angels, but I live with demons.
Miller IDed the loon out of the photo array.
Words have power, Fin.
Keep up the bad karma I see the Alzheimer's in your future.
At least I won't remember how great I used to be.
What did I miss? Ben Moreland's prints were found at the crime scene.
And according to DNA, the hairs found on Maggie Sandomir's body are not Mark Nash's.
I can let you have that real cheap.
It's not yours to sell.
Mr.
Moreland is three months behind in his rent.
There's an eviction process.
It's the law.
I followed every step.
Furniture's mine and so is the art.
Moreland signed an agreement before I put him out.
He said it was like Picasso paying for his meals.
Any idea where he went? No.
I can let you have that for $50.
Take it inside or I'm gonna have to fine you.
I haven't seen Ben Moreland since the situation with Maggie.
We found him a new clinic.
Have you checked with them? They haven't seen him in two weeks.
And it wasn't a situation.
He was stalking her.
I don't have time for this.
I have a lot of patients waiting to see me.
I suggest you cancel the rest of your schedule because you're going to be in lock-up for the duration.
On what charge? Aiding and abetting a prime suspect in a murder investigation.
Now look, Doctor we're not asking you to reveal privileged information here.
Look, if Moreland was coming to you for his meds then that means he was homeless at the time.
So why don't you just tell us where he liked to hang out? Try the Shepherd's Flock Shelter.
They used to let him draw on the walls.
I think we should check out the psych wards also.
Stabler.
When did that happen? Thanks a lot.
Ben Moreland's in the tombs.
What for? Destruction of private property.
You lied to us when you said you hadn't seen Maggie.
No, I didn't.
We found your fingerprints in the market.
I lied to the other detectives, I didn't lie to you.
Did you kill Maggie Sandomir? I did.
I'd like to do my time at Creedmoor.
Just tell us what happened first.
I went to talk to Maggie.
I wanted her to tell that quack she sent me to change my meds.
She told me to leave before she had to call the cops.
Traitor.
That must have made you angry.
Sure.
Is that when you stabbed her? And then I hit her and she fell down.
And then I kicked her.
Twice.
Then what? Ben, how did you kill Maggie? You don't know? You know, they have an art studio there.
It's part of the therapy.
What is? Painting.
I could probably have my own wall.
Take a blood sample to match against the hairs.
If it comes back negative, cut him loose.
We are now down to zero suspects.
Any thoughts? We haven't looked at Miller.
You think our second victim's the doer? He's got no ID.
But wait, he just recently moved here, right? From New Hampshire.
They never heard of him either.
An alias? No hits on NCIC.
Granted it looks suspicious, but I hope there's another reason to turn the screws on one of our victims.
How about why that market when his address is I mean, that's a hell of a hump for a midnight snack.
When we asked, he said he was on his way home from visiting a friend.
This friend have a name? Oh, God.
I wonder when I can have solid food again.
So, what can I do for you? Just want to go over your statement.
Want to make sure we didn't miss anything.
Now you told detectives you were coming home from a friend's house, is that correct? That's right.
And the friend's name? Why? Depending on the D.
A.
, they might want to call your friend in to testify as to what time you went home.
I thought it was a no-brainer.
I heard the guy was found with the knife in his pocket and my blood on his clothes.
Just give us his name, Mr.
Miller, and we'll get out of your hair.
The thing is, I wasn't with a friend, actually.
I was with a pro.
Oh, okay.
Her place? Her car.
And her name? Why would I want to know that? Thanks.
Changing his story.
A prostitute in that neighborhood with a car? You notice his eating habits? It's convict posture.
It's pretty hard to shake.
Excuse me, miss.
Yes? Can you go into Mr.
Miller's room, and remove his food tray but don't touch anything on it? Sure.
No problem.
Thank you.
Earl Miller's prints belong to Earl Gilmore.
Did a seven-out-of-twelve-year stretch in Sing Sing for armed robbery.
So maybe he goes in to steal but he does Maggie instead Nash is the witness, he sees the attack on his friend grabs the knife and shreds his stem.
In his mind, poetic justice.
In anybody's mind.
Any sex offense charges that didn't hold up? Not one.
Seven years in Sing Sing could change anybody into a sexual predator and make them smart enough to know that DNA can nail you if you don't use a condom.
We run Gilmore's blood from the crime scene we'll get a DNA match, I guarantee it.
It's a chain of evidence issue.
Check with Cabot.
If it's a match, it might be enough for probable cause.
Munch, Fin, head up to Ossining and get his prison file.
Can't they send it? And while you're there, talk to anybody who recalls the ex-con's reputation.
Some incidents just don't make it into the file.
Earl Gilmore's file.
All you had to do is make a phone call.
I'd have sent it over immediately.
Truth is we wanted a drive in the country.
Gilmore cause any problems? The usual disruptions.
Nothing serious, or we'd have flagged him before parole.
Which guards were assigned to Gilmore's cellblock? Why? We'd like to talk to them and get some background on the prisoner.
Best people to do that are the ones that eyeballed him every day.
I don't think that's necessary.
All the information you need is in that file.
Now, if you'll excuse me.
I haven't seen tap dancing like that since Bring In 'Da Noise.
He's protecting his flank.
He wants no appearance that they paroled a convict with violent tendencies back into the unsuspecting population.
It says right here the shift changes at four.
Guard named Wheeler comes on then.
You want to wait? Why him? He filed most of the petty complaints.
He might've objected to the hump's early release.
You suppose we can get a home address on Wheeler? I'll wait right here while you go back and ask.
Gary Wheeler? You Wheeler? Yeah.
You remember an ex-con named Earl Gilmore? Got out last year.
Should've done the whole bit.
Why you say that? Was he a hard ass? When he rotated in, he had the usual bluster right up until lights out.
His cell mate initiated him into life at Sing Sing.
How bad was that? Fourteen stitches and a week in the infirmary.
Ouch.
It went from bad to worse till Gilmore decided to pump up.
Smuggled in steroids instead of the regular contraband.
Steroids made him more aggressive? And strong as hell.
He never once lifted a finger against the guards but when the new meat arrived, he was on it like a hungry dog.
Blood matches the hairs.
But don't arrest him yet.
Why not? It's all circumstantial.
I don't have the murder weapon and I need a credible witness to charge him with rape.
Mark Nash is a witness.
I said credible.
He's psychotic.
Even if I wanted to I couldn't instruct a jury to disregard his delusions.
So you're saying you can't win with what we've given you.
You ever hear of reasonable doubt? I need the gun.
This is exactly where Gilmore was found.
I don't see him getting very far in his condition.
He's laying here, he slips the gun in with the rest of the garbage.
He's home free.
Wait a minute, there was more garbage here before.
Yeah.
Trash is collected every Wednesday, if we're lucky.
That was last week? What company do you use? Hell if I know.
Lassiter.
Lassiter Sanitation.
Is it possible to pinpoint exactly where it is now? Sure.
Each truck carries It takes 70, 80 trucks to fill a barge.
Sounds like we're wasting our time.
Trust me.
Whatever you're looking for, we'll find it.
Look, even with 800 tons of garbage in a barge I know exactly where each of my trucks are off-loaded.
We'll just cart it to Staten Island, have the Hazmat guys sift through it.
When did we do the pickup? Last Wednesday.
I'm sorry, I can't help you.
Why not? Where's the barge now? Somewhere down river, on its way to Virginia.
You cannot force Mr.
Nash to take anti-psychotics.
He has rights.
One of those rights is the right to refuse medication.
Isn't there any way to use the assault charge to force him? He exhibited a violent reaction against someone.
Doesn't that constitute a danger to himself and others? Until I can prove it, no.
He hasn't been convicted of anything.
What about his mother? His mother has instructed their attorney that under no circumstances is her son to receive medication.
She's certain it's his wish, and she's adamant about it.
Then we're out of options.
Gilmore walks on murder, and the witness goes to jail for knifing him.
Rikers can't be all that comfortable for Mr.
Nash.
I can't imagine it's fun for anybody.
Why? The general population wouldn't be sensitive to his disease.
You want me to cut him a deal so he can go home.
In order to prove self-defense your client has to testify on his own behalf and I don't see him doing that without medication.
You have a suspect.
Earl Gilmore, ex-con, out on parole.
He went up once for armed robbery.
That's why he went in that market.
There was no money missing, so it's just conjecture unless I get a lucid statement from your client saying otherwise.
My client refuses medication.
Then he's going to prison.
I've got him cold for assault one.
What are you selling, Ms.
Cabot? I'll rule it justifiable in exchange for a statement about the entire event.
You want him on medication.
An injection of an anti-psychotic that'll last about a month.
Risks? Without psychiatric care, Mr.
Nash will be ill equipped to deal with reality.
And any medication carries the risk of side effects.
Why such a long-acting injection? If I need Mr.
Nash for trial, he's medicated.
If I get a confession from Gilmore, the drug will wear off and he could go back to his psychosis if that's what he still wants.
No.
No.
No.
I think you just got your answer.
Who did that to your face, Mr.
Nash? Would you like to go home? Yes.
I want to go home.
You have to agree to take your medication, or you have to stay here.
I'll take the medication.
I'd rather talk to you guys anyway.
Gonna do a lineup or something? No, you picked him out of the photos.
No question.
That guy shanked you.
But he tells a different story, so we were wondering if you wanted to amend your statement.
You're going to listen to a nut job over me? You said when you entered the store you didn't see anything right away, is that correct? Yeah.
You went to get a six-pack.
That's when you see the guy behind the counter over the victim, right? That's what I told you.
So why didn't he just shoot you? He came after me.
I ran, ducking between the aisles.
Maybe he couldn't get a shot off.
I don't know.
Is that when he stabbed you in the back? Yeah.
Hurt like a bitch, too.
You buy that? Yeah.
What if you're our perp? You get stabbed, there's a big struggle.
Somehow you manage to escape.
You've lost a lot of blood you collapse, crawl to the street because you've got to get rid of the gun put it in the trash, that was smart.
I don't know, Munch.
If I'm Gilmore and I got a gun why don't I just shoot the guy with the knife? He thinks he's alone.
Clerk's dead, so he put the gun in his pocket but when he got attacked he couldn't get to it, fending off knife blows from behind.
How's that sound? I want a lawyer.
Don't give my son anything.
Mrs.
Nash, he agreed to this.
Because you forced him.
You already know what happened in the market that night.
Mark's done nothing wrong.
Why are you doing this? Ma'am, because he is the witness to Maggie's death.
We can't make our case without him.
So you treat him like a criminal.
You never asked him.
You hold a gun to his head and you have the audacity to say that he agreed.
Prison or this.
Mark, you don't have to do this Mom.
I'll figure something out.
They told me I will find a way to keep you out of jail.
I can't go back.
The bars.
There's microwaves in the bars, so they can read your mind.
They put razors in the food.
I spit up blood.
He signed an agreement.
He didn't know what he was doing.
You would have to get a competency hearing to supersede his rights.
Months.
It would take months.
I talked to Maggie.
She told me she wanted to die.
You cut me! Show me your cards.
Seven years in prison turned your client into a sexual predator.
Really? How do you prove it? I find and put every man he raped in prison on the stand.
Not without making a lot of deals.
I don't think the public would appreciate it.
Next? He was at the scene.
He likes to shop there.
So what? So I've got a potential witness.
And what else? DNA.
Not possible.
Your client is a very stupid man.
Who you calling stupid, you scum-sucking bitch? Plead to life now or wait for my witness's statement and end up with a potassium chloride cocktail.
Ten minutes.
Do you remember what happened that night? Maggie was killed.
Did you see anyone enter the market? No.
I usually stayed in the cold case.
I like beer.
I heard a loud pop.
That's when I saw the guy.
He was standing over Maggie.
Her pants were down, but she wasn't moving.
Did you see him rape her? No.
But I know he did it.
He was exposed.
He was searching through her pockets looking for the keys to the safe.
Where's the safe? It's in the floor behind the counter.
I didn't know if Maggie was still alive.
That's when I grabbed the knife and stabbed him.
Did he have a gun? I saw the bulge.
It was in his pocket.
He lifted his hands to fight me so I stabbed him lower.
When he went down, I went to Maggie.
I didn't see him leave.
Mark was Maggie already dead? I couldn't let anyone see her like that.
I know she wouldn't have liked it.
So I did what I could and then I had to get away.
Why didn't you call the police? Why didn't you wait? For what? My friend was dead.
He did that to her and she didn't yell for me.
While he brutalized her threatened her with a gun she didn't make a sound.
Not once.
Deal's off the table.
Your client's headed for death row.
That's up to a jury.
For my sake and yours, don't talk to anybody.
Please stand up.
What's going on? See you in court.
Earl Gilmore you are charged with the murder and rape of Maggie Sandomir.
When I said I'd have dinner with you, I thought we might be sitting.
We'll sit in the car.
You're a classy guy, you know that? Yes, I am.
Yeah, I do.
You know something? I'm paying for it.
It's on me, don't worry.
Stabler.
Be right there.
What? Here.
Let's go to the hospital.
I'm Dr.
Warner.
You the SVU detectives? Yeah, Stabler.
This is Benson.
What happened? Strangulation.
Belt around the neck and hospital bed post.
He asphyxiated.
Very effective.
Why would he The meds made him lucid.
But with the voices gone, so were his friends.
Loneliness led to depression and then to suicide.
You can't face a reality you're not used to living in.
His parents been contacted? His mother's coming down to ID the body.
Mrs.
Nash I'm so sorry.
Go to hell.
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.
Morning, Maggie.
Maggie, where's my coffee? Maggie? Maggie? Oh, my God.
I need help.
Two victims.
Night manager, Margaret Sandomir.
As far as we can tell, she was raped and shot.
John Doe was by the trash stabbed several times in the back, chest, and genitals.
He is on his way to Mercy.
Who called it in? Alvin Maddox.
Works construction.
Mr.
Maddox? I'm Detective Benson.
How you holding up? I never did see a dead body in my life.
I mean, not before an undertaker got to them, you know.
I'll try to make this as quick and painless as possible.
I just need you to tell me what you saw.
I really didn't notice anything wrong until I got to the coffee pot.
There was none.
Then I saw all the blood and Maggie behind the counter.
Who would do that? Everybody loved her.
Did you know the other victim who was found outside? I didn't even see the poor bastard at first.
Almost lost my breakfast.
Mr.
Maddox, I'm gonna need your shoes.
Oh, my God.
I didn't I wasn't I just need to eliminate your footprints so I'll write you a receipt and we'll return them to you when we're done.
Are you kidding? Toss them or burn them.
I'll never wear them again.
Okay, sit tight.
I'll have someone take you home.
Body's been tampered with.
Shot in the back, but laying face up and the shoes are on the wrong feet.
The M.
E.
said he found no trace of fluids so it looks like our guy wore a condom.
So far, too much blood and not enough forensics.
Just what I like.
A smart predator.
Okay, so we got two victims, one shot, one stabbed.
One inside, the other out on the street.
But from the looks of it, it all started in here.
If he had a gun, why the knife? Something went wrong.
Maybe we're looking for two perps.
Money was still in the drawer.
$200 and change.
That's why we're thinking it's a rape that got interrupted.
Surveillance camera? Non-functional for some time.
It's not in a high crime area.
The owner thought its presence was deterrent enough.
Well, who's our corpse? Margaret Sandomir, night manager.
Works midnight to 6:00 a.
m.
Beloved by all.
Not entirely.
Has the family been notified? Mother took a sedative.
Our second vic has no ID.
Just a few dollars in his pocket and a set of keys.
So he's probably going in for a midnight snack and winds up getting stabbed in the chest and genitals instead.
Focused or frenzied attack? Both.
Two different guys, two different weapons so one was organized, the other one out of control.
What if we got one guy, two weapons? Maybe he was in control and lost it when our second victim interrupted his flow.
I'll check the computer to see if they got any hits on perps that like to carry both.
Until our victim wakes up to give us any pertinent information Munch, Fin, knock on doors.
If he's local, let's try to ID the guy.
Benson, Stabler, talk to the Sandomir family.
Get some background.
She was getting her Ph.
D.
in psychology at Columbia during the day.
We thought since the market was just two blocks away that she'd be safe.
It's our neighborhood.
Everybody knows her.
Did she have any enemies? Was there ever any trouble? She did have some difficulty with one of the patients at the clinic but she assured me that was taken care of.
What patient was this? Maggie interned at a mental health clinic twice a week.
This man fantasized that he and Maggie had a relationship.
He stalked her.
What's his name? Oh, I don't remember.
There was a police report.
Maggie assured me that he wasn't dangerous.
Do you have the name of the clinic? H.
M.
H.
Clinic.
Homeless Mental Health.
Hi.
Hi.
Can I help you? Could I see Dr.
Klein? She's in a session.
Need about five minutes.
She'll be done in 30.
So have a seat.
Great.
Thank you.
Guy stalking our victim is Ben Moreland.
She took out a restraining order.
So much for him not being dangerous.
You want to go and come back later? Let's have Munch take it.
They pulled the 61 on Moreland.
He was stalking our victim for almost a month.
Became agitated when approached by uniforms.
He had box cutters taped to his hands.
One cop almost got cut.
When was this? Two weeks ago.
He at Rikers? Claims insanity.
Said the Unis had laser beams for eyes and were trying to fry him.
The judge ordered him to take his meds and sent him home.
Address is West 54th Street.
What are the odds he's still not taking his pills? Hello? Ben Moreland? What's this about? Maggie Sandomir.
I'm not allowed within 500 feet of her.
Where were you last night? Right here.
Why? Anyone with you? Just me and the four walls closing in.
She say I was bothering her again? Because I swear I wasn't.
Miss Sandomir is dead.
No.
I just talked to her.
In person? She called me.
Wanted to know how things were going with the new shrink.
She referred him.
She was always good to me.
I guess that's why I'm fixated.
She helped me get my disability and get off the street.
Take my meds consistent.
The court order helped, too.
You still complying? I take Fluphenazine.
Guess I'm supposed to live with the drooling and the shakes.
You're very talented.
Only when I'm crazy.
I haven't been able to work since they forced me to take the medication.
Is it helping? Depends.
I'm not hearing voices telling me to rip my own throat out.
It's supposed to make me better, so I can hold down a job.
Who the hell's going to hire me like this? I don't work.
I'm going to be out on the street again.
It's tragic, what happened to Maggie.
Anything I can do? Yes, we need a list of her patients.
Anything except that.
Doctor, we understand you'd like to protect their confidentiality but this is a rape-murder investigation.
That list won't help you.
Why not? These people don't have addresses.
They're scattered all over the city.
Can we get the schedule of when they're due to come in for their medication? So they can be traumatized by the experience? I betray their trust, they don't show the next time.
It's hard enough to get them to take their meds to begin with.
We can get a court order.
Then that's what you'll have to do.
I'm not unsympathetic, just protective.
And uncooperative.
My patients suffer from manic depression mood disorders, and schizophrenia.
That doesn't make them killers.
Yet there's an unbelievable stigma when most of them are not violent.
Doctor, are all of your patients under control? If they take their meds and work with their doctors, yes.
And if they don't? Instead of hounding patients struggling with their disease you should be checking the subject of Maggie's thesis.
Mark Nash.
And why doesn't he fall under your protective cover? Mark Nash was non-compliant.
He refused to take medication.
I absolutely believe that medication and therapy give the best possible relief for schizophrenia.
Maggie advocated a patient's right to choose.
But how can a sick mind even recognize that it's ill? Lab came back on our footprints.
Only three sets.
The victim outside and our witness, Maddox.
Looks like we're looking for only one perp.
Nothing on Mark Nash.
No complaints, no violence.
Nothing.
Zip.
First time for everything.
So you think the guy goes from zero to rape and murder because he's schizophrenic? If he's not in his right mind, hell, yes.
And who is the arbiter of mental health? Are you sane? And how do you know if you're not unless somebody tells you? And how do they know they're not? What about Moreland? He look good to you? Nothing so far.
He's got no alibi.
But I don't see him going out in that condition.
He stalked her.
If anybody's seen him lately, we'll find out.
Be hard to miss him with all the facial twitches, tremors, and drool.
Probably extra-pyramidal.
I got Maggie Sandomir's thesis from Dr.
Klein.
That sounds like the side effects you get from long-term usage of anti-psychotics.
You get involuntary muscle spasms among other things.
That's why a lot of them refuse the medication.
Right, but we can't possibly know which ones are dangerous when they are gonna snap That's why taking their meds shouldn't be an option.
You'd suppress an individual's right to refuse medical treatment? For the public safety? Absolutely.
Our John Doe is out of surgery and awake.
So let's get his statement.
All right, keep me posted.
How's he doing? He still got all his parts? Can't this wait? And if he croaks in the next five minutes? He just came out of major surgery.
We're trying to find out who put him there.
Don't worry, this'll be short and sweet.
Sir.
Yeah.
What's your name? Miller.
Earl Miller.
Can we call anybody for you? No.
Did you get a good look at who did this to you? Slight white in 20s or 30s brown hair crazy.
I saw him attack that woman.
Crazy? What, did he say something? Russian something.
He spoke with an accent? No.
Please.
Mr.
Nash? Mark Nash? "Raskolnikov "it was I who killed the old pawnbroker woman and her sister with an axe.
" Mr.
Nash, I'm going to need to see your hands.
"317 rubles.
" I need to see your hands.
"60 kopecks.
" Mr.
Nash, why don't you stand up slowly? Show me your hands.
Put your hands behind your head.
Down.
Mr.
Nash, you're under arrest.
"I do not repent.
" That's great.
Mark, we already know what happened, so it's okay for you to tell us.
You had an episode.
You got all lost in your head, right? Did she say something or do something that set you off? Is that why you hit her? No.
No.
No.
No.
Mark, I tell you, you hit her so hard, she came out of her shoes.
You felt bad, so you tried to put them back on her feet but you got them on the wrong feet, is that right? "Razumihin, you think I'm mad?" "Have a drink.
You'll feel better.
" You've had enough for all of us.
I can still smell the beer on you.
You're not drunk, are you? Is Maggie dead? You know she is, because you killed her.
And then you stabbed a witness.
He might not make it.
I hope he's dead.
So you did stab him? Yes.
Mark.
Just calm down.
Mark, calm down, okay? We just want to help, so why don't you sit down and we'll talk? We won't be getting anything out of him for now.
Not while he's delusional.
Defense is going to ask for a 730.
State Examiner will keep him until he's fit for trial.
Maybe we'll get his story instead of Dostoyevsky's Crime And Punishment.
We've got enough for the assault to confine him to a state hospital.
The blood on the knife came back as Miller's.
I'd like the gun to close it up tight.
The M.
E.
found two hairs on the body, follicles intact, so maybe we don't need it.
I never turn down evidence.
Munch and Fin are talking to Nash's mother in the interview room.
Let's serve her the notice while she's here, and then go toss the house.
When he didn't come, I went looking.
He didn't have his keys.
He loses them or forgets them.
I went to the market.
It was closed.
There was yellow crime scene tape over it.
I've been running everywhere trying to find my son.
In hospitals, police stations, even the morgue.
Now I'm here.
So, please, what did Mark do? Maggie Sandomir is dead.
She was sexually assaulted and shot in the back.
Oh, my Customer came in.
Wrong place, wrong time.
He got stabbed for his trouble, but he'll make it.
My son isn't violent.
Mrs.
Nash, he took a knife out of his pocket, and his clothes are stained in blood.
This is impossible.
He adores Maggie.
He was so withdrawn, and she took the time to reach him.
They spent evenings together.
Sometimes he helped her in the market.
They were close.
As close as Mark can be.
He would never hurt her.
Never.
He refuses to take any medication.
Has he ever been on anything? Clozapine made his white blood cells drop.
Chlorpromazine made him sleep in a day.
He refuses to try again.
Does he drink? Yes.
I never give him much money, but he always manages to buy beer.
Did he ever show any signs of violence? Never.
Do you own a handgun? Yes.
I understand if you're afraid of him.
I bought that gun to protect Mark against the neighborhood ignorants.
They chase him and frighten him.
They're obsessed, terrified that he'll freak out and hurt them or their children.
The media has done an excellent job of demonizing schizophrenics so that when people look at my son they don't see a human being.
Mark doesn't scare me, Detective.
Pathetic, narrow-minded people do.
Ms.
Cabot.
Matt Wooding, counsel for Mark Nash.
Alex Cabot for the People.
Nice day for a walk in the park.
Maybe.
What are you offering? a state hospital.
Court-monitored medication compliance for the duration.
That's a little stiff.
Six inside, remaining four on compliance.
No.
Have you seen the crime scene photos? You've only got him for Miller's assault.
Last I checked, he was still breathing.
Just barely and now he's missing a piece of action.
Eight inside, five on compliance.
But if I find the murder weapon, the deal's off the table.
You mean if you find a gun with Mark's prints on it, don't you? I'll talk to the mother.
We're looking for a.
38.
Suspect's mother owns one, so concentrate on her bedroom.
I guess this is his corner.
He's got the right idea.
It just seems nutty to me.
You know, maybe it's his way of making the shows more interesting.
Maggie gave Mark Nash a chance, and it cost her, her life.
Is that your reason for doing what you did in the interview? What did I do? Well, he was starting to talk.
If we had just gone at him easy, he would've come around.
I asked the hard questions, he confessed.
They should all be that easy.
Six months out of the Academy, I worked a crime scene where a schizophrenic hacked his father to death and then he offed himself.
Whole place was covered with blood.
Turns out he stopped taking his meds.
Look, Olivia, that is your experience with one guy.
Even shrinks can't predict their behavior.
It's for their good that they take their medication.
Okay, what are we gonna do? We gonna shove pills down their throats? If it will get the job done.
You're uncomfortable with the mentally ill.
No, I am uncomfortable with dangerous unpredictability.
I found this in her lingerie drawer.
Been fired recently? "People versus Mark Nash.
"The charges are one count murder in the second degree "one count of rape in the first degree "one count assault in the first degree.
" How do you plead? Not guilty.
Going for insanity.
What a surprise.
Self-defense.
Ms.
Cabot? Your Honor, remand without bail.
The defendant is a serious threat to the community.
We'd also like a psych evaluation to determine mental competence.
Objection.
There's no reason to assess the defendant's mental health.
We will stipulate that he suffers from paranoid schizophrenia.
A debilitating disease, but not an incapacitating one.
The defendant raped and fatally shot one victim known to him and severely maimed an innocent bystander who interrupted his crime.
I want to determine whether or not his illness is a factor in the commission of these brutal crimes.
The American Psychiatric Association would strongly disagree with Ms.
Cabot's narrow-minded assumption that mental illness is always a precursor to criminality.
That's very P.
C.
, Counselor but let's just see what the members of the A.
P.
A.
actually have to say about it.
Remand without bail, pending psychiatric evaluation.
The defendant reserves the right to refuse medication.
So noted.
Shouldn't have to take the poison.
Already got cyanide in my head.
Don't want any more.
It's in the water.
Mark.
Agranulocytosis.
Seizures, Tardive Dyskinesia Akathisia, Dystonia, Torticollis Hypotension, Parkinsonism.
Those are side effects of anti-psychotics.
Mark, is the reason you refuse medication that you prefer the world you live in to reality? I'd be crazy if I didn't, wouldn't I? Don't look at me.
Why not? Because you can see the books in my head.
What kind of books are they? Prognostication.
I do it before I see it and it's exactly like I saw it.
What do you see? I see the safe.
Do you understand what happened to Maggie? Maggie died.
She was murdered.
I know that.
She was raped, too.
Yes.
Ugly.
What is? How I feel about my mother.
Maggie understood that my hatred stemmed from a matriarchal obsession with Christ.
I focus not on the crucified but on the suffering of his mother.
Did you study psychology? Of course.
Sociology, theology pathology I'm an autodidact.
I sometimes hate my mother.
If it weren't for her great suffering then I could end all this.
Do you remember exactly what happened to Maggie? The safe.
The combination to the safe is needed to get within it.
My life is in the safe, and the keys are needed to get within.
Where is the safe? Below the floor.
In hell.
I dream of angels, but I live with demons.
Miller IDed the loon out of the photo array.
Words have power, Fin.
Keep up the bad karma I see the Alzheimer's in your future.
At least I won't remember how great I used to be.
What did I miss? Ben Moreland's prints were found at the crime scene.
And according to DNA, the hairs found on Maggie Sandomir's body are not Mark Nash's.
I can let you have that real cheap.
It's not yours to sell.
Mr.
Moreland is three months behind in his rent.
There's an eviction process.
It's the law.
I followed every step.
Furniture's mine and so is the art.
Moreland signed an agreement before I put him out.
He said it was like Picasso paying for his meals.
Any idea where he went? No.
I can let you have that for $50.
Take it inside or I'm gonna have to fine you.
I haven't seen Ben Moreland since the situation with Maggie.
We found him a new clinic.
Have you checked with them? They haven't seen him in two weeks.
And it wasn't a situation.
He was stalking her.
I don't have time for this.
I have a lot of patients waiting to see me.
I suggest you cancel the rest of your schedule because you're going to be in lock-up for the duration.
On what charge? Aiding and abetting a prime suspect in a murder investigation.
Now look, Doctor we're not asking you to reveal privileged information here.
Look, if Moreland was coming to you for his meds then that means he was homeless at the time.
So why don't you just tell us where he liked to hang out? Try the Shepherd's Flock Shelter.
They used to let him draw on the walls.
I think we should check out the psych wards also.
Stabler.
When did that happen? Thanks a lot.
Ben Moreland's in the tombs.
What for? Destruction of private property.
You lied to us when you said you hadn't seen Maggie.
No, I didn't.
We found your fingerprints in the market.
I lied to the other detectives, I didn't lie to you.
Did you kill Maggie Sandomir? I did.
I'd like to do my time at Creedmoor.
Just tell us what happened first.
I went to talk to Maggie.
I wanted her to tell that quack she sent me to change my meds.
She told me to leave before she had to call the cops.
Traitor.
That must have made you angry.
Sure.
Is that when you stabbed her? And then I hit her and she fell down.
And then I kicked her.
Twice.
Then what? Ben, how did you kill Maggie? You don't know? You know, they have an art studio there.
It's part of the therapy.
What is? Painting.
I could probably have my own wall.
Take a blood sample to match against the hairs.
If it comes back negative, cut him loose.
We are now down to zero suspects.
Any thoughts? We haven't looked at Miller.
You think our second victim's the doer? He's got no ID.
But wait, he just recently moved here, right? From New Hampshire.
They never heard of him either.
An alias? No hits on NCIC.
Granted it looks suspicious, but I hope there's another reason to turn the screws on one of our victims.
How about why that market when his address is I mean, that's a hell of a hump for a midnight snack.
When we asked, he said he was on his way home from visiting a friend.
This friend have a name? Oh, God.
I wonder when I can have solid food again.
So, what can I do for you? Just want to go over your statement.
Want to make sure we didn't miss anything.
Now you told detectives you were coming home from a friend's house, is that correct? That's right.
And the friend's name? Why? Depending on the D.
A.
, they might want to call your friend in to testify as to what time you went home.
I thought it was a no-brainer.
I heard the guy was found with the knife in his pocket and my blood on his clothes.
Just give us his name, Mr.
Miller, and we'll get out of your hair.
The thing is, I wasn't with a friend, actually.
I was with a pro.
Oh, okay.
Her place? Her car.
And her name? Why would I want to know that? Thanks.
Changing his story.
A prostitute in that neighborhood with a car? You notice his eating habits? It's convict posture.
It's pretty hard to shake.
Excuse me, miss.
Yes? Can you go into Mr.
Miller's room, and remove his food tray but don't touch anything on it? Sure.
No problem.
Thank you.
Earl Miller's prints belong to Earl Gilmore.
Did a seven-out-of-twelve-year stretch in Sing Sing for armed robbery.
So maybe he goes in to steal but he does Maggie instead Nash is the witness, he sees the attack on his friend grabs the knife and shreds his stem.
In his mind, poetic justice.
In anybody's mind.
Any sex offense charges that didn't hold up? Not one.
Seven years in Sing Sing could change anybody into a sexual predator and make them smart enough to know that DNA can nail you if you don't use a condom.
We run Gilmore's blood from the crime scene we'll get a DNA match, I guarantee it.
It's a chain of evidence issue.
Check with Cabot.
If it's a match, it might be enough for probable cause.
Munch, Fin, head up to Ossining and get his prison file.
Can't they send it? And while you're there, talk to anybody who recalls the ex-con's reputation.
Some incidents just don't make it into the file.
Earl Gilmore's file.
All you had to do is make a phone call.
I'd have sent it over immediately.
Truth is we wanted a drive in the country.
Gilmore cause any problems? The usual disruptions.
Nothing serious, or we'd have flagged him before parole.
Which guards were assigned to Gilmore's cellblock? Why? We'd like to talk to them and get some background on the prisoner.
Best people to do that are the ones that eyeballed him every day.
I don't think that's necessary.
All the information you need is in that file.
Now, if you'll excuse me.
I haven't seen tap dancing like that since Bring In 'Da Noise.
He's protecting his flank.
He wants no appearance that they paroled a convict with violent tendencies back into the unsuspecting population.
It says right here the shift changes at four.
Guard named Wheeler comes on then.
You want to wait? Why him? He filed most of the petty complaints.
He might've objected to the hump's early release.
You suppose we can get a home address on Wheeler? I'll wait right here while you go back and ask.
Gary Wheeler? You Wheeler? Yeah.
You remember an ex-con named Earl Gilmore? Got out last year.
Should've done the whole bit.
Why you say that? Was he a hard ass? When he rotated in, he had the usual bluster right up until lights out.
His cell mate initiated him into life at Sing Sing.
How bad was that? Fourteen stitches and a week in the infirmary.
Ouch.
It went from bad to worse till Gilmore decided to pump up.
Smuggled in steroids instead of the regular contraband.
Steroids made him more aggressive? And strong as hell.
He never once lifted a finger against the guards but when the new meat arrived, he was on it like a hungry dog.
Blood matches the hairs.
But don't arrest him yet.
Why not? It's all circumstantial.
I don't have the murder weapon and I need a credible witness to charge him with rape.
Mark Nash is a witness.
I said credible.
He's psychotic.
Even if I wanted to I couldn't instruct a jury to disregard his delusions.
So you're saying you can't win with what we've given you.
You ever hear of reasonable doubt? I need the gun.
This is exactly where Gilmore was found.
I don't see him getting very far in his condition.
He's laying here, he slips the gun in with the rest of the garbage.
He's home free.
Wait a minute, there was more garbage here before.
Yeah.
Trash is collected every Wednesday, if we're lucky.
That was last week? What company do you use? Hell if I know.
Lassiter.
Lassiter Sanitation.
Is it possible to pinpoint exactly where it is now? Sure.
Each truck carries It takes 70, 80 trucks to fill a barge.
Sounds like we're wasting our time.
Trust me.
Whatever you're looking for, we'll find it.
Look, even with 800 tons of garbage in a barge I know exactly where each of my trucks are off-loaded.
We'll just cart it to Staten Island, have the Hazmat guys sift through it.
When did we do the pickup? Last Wednesday.
I'm sorry, I can't help you.
Why not? Where's the barge now? Somewhere down river, on its way to Virginia.
You cannot force Mr.
Nash to take anti-psychotics.
He has rights.
One of those rights is the right to refuse medication.
Isn't there any way to use the assault charge to force him? He exhibited a violent reaction against someone.
Doesn't that constitute a danger to himself and others? Until I can prove it, no.
He hasn't been convicted of anything.
What about his mother? His mother has instructed their attorney that under no circumstances is her son to receive medication.
She's certain it's his wish, and she's adamant about it.
Then we're out of options.
Gilmore walks on murder, and the witness goes to jail for knifing him.
Rikers can't be all that comfortable for Mr.
Nash.
I can't imagine it's fun for anybody.
Why? The general population wouldn't be sensitive to his disease.
You want me to cut him a deal so he can go home.
In order to prove self-defense your client has to testify on his own behalf and I don't see him doing that without medication.
You have a suspect.
Earl Gilmore, ex-con, out on parole.
He went up once for armed robbery.
That's why he went in that market.
There was no money missing, so it's just conjecture unless I get a lucid statement from your client saying otherwise.
My client refuses medication.
Then he's going to prison.
I've got him cold for assault one.
What are you selling, Ms.
Cabot? I'll rule it justifiable in exchange for a statement about the entire event.
You want him on medication.
An injection of an anti-psychotic that'll last about a month.
Risks? Without psychiatric care, Mr.
Nash will be ill equipped to deal with reality.
And any medication carries the risk of side effects.
Why such a long-acting injection? If I need Mr.
Nash for trial, he's medicated.
If I get a confession from Gilmore, the drug will wear off and he could go back to his psychosis if that's what he still wants.
No.
No.
No.
I think you just got your answer.
Who did that to your face, Mr.
Nash? Would you like to go home? Yes.
I want to go home.
You have to agree to take your medication, or you have to stay here.
I'll take the medication.
I'd rather talk to you guys anyway.
Gonna do a lineup or something? No, you picked him out of the photos.
No question.
That guy shanked you.
But he tells a different story, so we were wondering if you wanted to amend your statement.
You're going to listen to a nut job over me? You said when you entered the store you didn't see anything right away, is that correct? Yeah.
You went to get a six-pack.
That's when you see the guy behind the counter over the victim, right? That's what I told you.
So why didn't he just shoot you? He came after me.
I ran, ducking between the aisles.
Maybe he couldn't get a shot off.
I don't know.
Is that when he stabbed you in the back? Yeah.
Hurt like a bitch, too.
You buy that? Yeah.
What if you're our perp? You get stabbed, there's a big struggle.
Somehow you manage to escape.
You've lost a lot of blood you collapse, crawl to the street because you've got to get rid of the gun put it in the trash, that was smart.
I don't know, Munch.
If I'm Gilmore and I got a gun why don't I just shoot the guy with the knife? He thinks he's alone.
Clerk's dead, so he put the gun in his pocket but when he got attacked he couldn't get to it, fending off knife blows from behind.
How's that sound? I want a lawyer.
Don't give my son anything.
Mrs.
Nash, he agreed to this.
Because you forced him.
You already know what happened in the market that night.
Mark's done nothing wrong.
Why are you doing this? Ma'am, because he is the witness to Maggie's death.
We can't make our case without him.
So you treat him like a criminal.
You never asked him.
You hold a gun to his head and you have the audacity to say that he agreed.
Prison or this.
Mark, you don't have to do this Mom.
I'll figure something out.
They told me I will find a way to keep you out of jail.
I can't go back.
The bars.
There's microwaves in the bars, so they can read your mind.
They put razors in the food.
I spit up blood.
He signed an agreement.
He didn't know what he was doing.
You would have to get a competency hearing to supersede his rights.
Months.
It would take months.
I talked to Maggie.
She told me she wanted to die.
You cut me! Show me your cards.
Seven years in prison turned your client into a sexual predator.
Really? How do you prove it? I find and put every man he raped in prison on the stand.
Not without making a lot of deals.
I don't think the public would appreciate it.
Next? He was at the scene.
He likes to shop there.
So what? So I've got a potential witness.
And what else? DNA.
Not possible.
Your client is a very stupid man.
Who you calling stupid, you scum-sucking bitch? Plead to life now or wait for my witness's statement and end up with a potassium chloride cocktail.
Ten minutes.
Do you remember what happened that night? Maggie was killed.
Did you see anyone enter the market? No.
I usually stayed in the cold case.
I like beer.
I heard a loud pop.
That's when I saw the guy.
He was standing over Maggie.
Her pants were down, but she wasn't moving.
Did you see him rape her? No.
But I know he did it.
He was exposed.
He was searching through her pockets looking for the keys to the safe.
Where's the safe? It's in the floor behind the counter.
I didn't know if Maggie was still alive.
That's when I grabbed the knife and stabbed him.
Did he have a gun? I saw the bulge.
It was in his pocket.
He lifted his hands to fight me so I stabbed him lower.
When he went down, I went to Maggie.
I didn't see him leave.
Mark was Maggie already dead? I couldn't let anyone see her like that.
I know she wouldn't have liked it.
So I did what I could and then I had to get away.
Why didn't you call the police? Why didn't you wait? For what? My friend was dead.
He did that to her and she didn't yell for me.
While he brutalized her threatened her with a gun she didn't make a sound.
Not once.
Deal's off the table.
Your client's headed for death row.
That's up to a jury.
For my sake and yours, don't talk to anybody.
Please stand up.
What's going on? See you in court.
Earl Gilmore you are charged with the murder and rape of Maggie Sandomir.
When I said I'd have dinner with you, I thought we might be sitting.
We'll sit in the car.
You're a classy guy, you know that? Yes, I am.
Yeah, I do.
You know something? I'm paying for it.
It's on me, don't worry.
Stabler.
Be right there.
What? Here.
Let's go to the hospital.
I'm Dr.
Warner.
You the SVU detectives? Yeah, Stabler.
This is Benson.
What happened? Strangulation.
Belt around the neck and hospital bed post.
He asphyxiated.
Very effective.
Why would he The meds made him lucid.
But with the voices gone, so were his friends.
Loneliness led to depression and then to suicide.
You can't face a reality you're not used to living in.
His parents been contacted? His mother's coming down to ID the body.
Mrs.
Nash I'm so sorry.
Go to hell.