Law & Order Special Victims Unit s16e15 Episode Script
Undercover Mother
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.
Van 1, Benson and Rollins on Howard street.
Party in progress.
Street's quiet.
What do you have on Lafayette? Car 1, all quiet here.
Still freezing our nuts off.
Funny, it's 70 degrees in Balmy a block west on Crosby.
I'm not asking for a weather report, guys.
Carisi hasn't moved in 20 minutes.
I'll goose him.
Okay, yeah, five minutes.
_ Hey, what are we talking here? Five minutes or five hours? 'Cause my wife gets home at 11:00.
Five minutes.
It's worth the wait.
They're young and fresh.
Better be.
Carisi says girls are on their way.
I got a minivan with blacked out windows.
Minivan, two in the front.
All right, chicas, time to work.
Wait a minute.
We know this woman.
That's Selena.
We got her son out of Mexico.
She's back to doing what she knows.
Fin, Amaro, all units.
The female handler is known to us.
We'll have to secure her before she gets upstairs.
Copy that.
Targets are in position on Howard street.
Copy that.
We'll get the girls, you go up.
Selena.
NYPD! Let's go! Ladies, hands up.
Hands up, you know the drill.
Up, now! Come in a line, form a "v.
" Come on, get your hands up.
You know the drill, come on.
We're going this way.
- Come on, come with me.
- You got it? - Got it.
- Let's go, let's go.
- Let's go.
- Mouths shut, entiende.
How about you shut your mouth? Up against the rail.
Let's go.
No entiendo, no habla ingles.
Save it, sweetie, 'cause I know that you speak English.
Police! Nobody move! Everybody down, down.
Do it now, down.
Don't shoot.
I'm just getting a drink here.
Put your hands where I can see them.
Cover me.
Keep your hands up.
Over here.
It's a private party.
It's legal.
You run this place? I'm a waitress.
Come on, it's just a party.
Party's over.
Get down.
Hey, man, I got to get home.
I got to go home.
Not tonight, Romeo.
Everybody's going to jail.
Come on.
On your feet.
Let's go.
Come on.
Come on.
If you work with us, we can help you.
Podemos ayudar.
I don't need your help.
I didn't do anything.
After everyone's processed, take this piece of crap into holding.
- No entiendo nada.
- Yeah.
You had five underage girls in your van.
Entiendes that? They're all 18.
Check their ids.
We did.
They're all fake.
Are those the girls? The girls from the van? I'm guessing you already know the answer to that question.
Can who's in charge? I need to talk to someone, please.
Please, we're losing time.
You got something? Better be good.
I'm undercover.
For who? I've been tracking this ring for a year.
For who? They have my daughter.
You better hope this checks out.
I need to talk to those girls you picked up.
Uh, Vice doesn't know you.
- You're not UC.
- I'm not a cop.
My name is Martha Thornhill.
I'm from Calgary.
My daughter Ariel was kidnapped three years ago.
And you think she was taken by traffickers? I know she was.
I've been tracking her from Toronto to Minneapolis to Buffalo.
I've seen her pictures in backstage, sex ads.
They took her to New York six months ago.
Did you contact NYPD? - No.
- Why not? Toronto police didn't believe me.
Ariel was 13.
We were on vacation in Toronto.
We were having lunch at a cafe.
I went to pay at the register.
I was gone two minutes tops.
The police thought my boyfriend and I had something to do with her disappearance.
- Did you? - No.
The three days they spent grilling us, that's when we lost her.
Why should we believe you? We just caught you red-handed trafficking.
Let me show you, please.
_ You live here alone? Yeah, I've been here for a couple of months.
I have to keep moving around.
- Hold up.
- Okay.
Liv, you got to check this out.
Okay.
See? I'm not a criminal.
We're gonna have to speak with our DA.
You gotta let me go.
Let you go? You told our uc underage girls would come into that brothel.
Ariel was supposed to be there.
Your daughter? How did you know that? Ariel called me six days ago.
I gave my number to a girl that knows her.
She didn't even know it was me.
She was crying.
She said, "mommy" They won't let me go.
" Who is this girl that you gave your number to? - Oh, I can't say.
- You have to say.
She doesn't know I'm Ariel's mom.
She thinks I'm a madam.
She's my only connection to Ariel.
I'm not giving up till I find my daughter.
I'm just not.
This woman was pretending to be a sex trafficker.
That's a new defense.
But the Toronto police confirmed that her daughter Ariel went missing three years ago.
Police suspected her boyfriend at the time of Brian Marks.
He was a pot dealer.
Then Marks died of a heroin overdose last year.
Police were never able to implicate.
Trail goes cold.
So Martha keeps searching.
She follows leads from Toronto to Indian reservations on the border, Minneapolis, Chicago, then Buffalo.
I mean, local precincts just blew her off.
So she goes deeper into the life, right, completely putting herself at risk and pretending to be a madam so she could get closer to these girls.
Touching story.
Tell me how posing as a criminal and engaging in criminal activity doesn't make you a criminal? She's recorded every single job that she's ever done, every single pimp who's ever supplied girls to the houses that she's worked for.
I mean, she's better than any UC we've seen.
That's because she wasn't undercover.
She's an actual trafficker, and she's done.
Hold on, she's been searching for her daughter.
I understand.
And assuming that she hands over all her records and turns state's evidence, I might take that into consideration.
- Oh, you might? - Yeah.
It's taken her three years to get this far.
She's not gonna work with us unless we help her get her daughter back.
She's not going back in.
Well, then maybe we go in for her.
You're gonna charge me? You broke the law.
Kidnapping, sex trafficking.
You are looking at 20 years.
My daughter has been passed from pimp to pimp for three years.
I've been in New York the past year.
You've done nothing.
I finally find the pimp who has her.
You decide to move in now? You're running a brothel.
I'm infiltrating to get to Ariel's pimp.
You scared him off.
She might be lost forever.
Martha, we're gonna keep looking for her.
Please, please, let me keep looking.
No, you're out of this game.
And if you do not want to do time, we need your names, your intel, all of it.
Martha, the girl who gave Ariel your phone number, that's where we start.
I can't.
It'll blow my cover.
I promised her I wouldn't give her away to anyone.
Well, guess what, you lied.
You thought that Ariel was gonna be delivered last night? Selena told my boss she was gonna bring seven girls.
Then she calls and says she's just gonna bring five.
Her pimp held back two so that he could discipline them.
Who's the pimp? They call him Timmer.
If a girl gets out of line, he boot-stomps them in front of the others.
Who told you that? I have not saved my daughter yet, but I've bought and sent home six girls.
Bought? Yes, if a girl causes enough trouble, a pimp will sell her for $1,200.
It's a slave trade.
Where do you get the money? Donations from my church.
Come on, it's a cash business.
The pimps deliver the girls at the beginning of the night.
When the night's over, they take them home.
They get 70%.
The house gets the rest.
You were going to buy back Ariel last night, weren't you? And her friend.
The girls we picked up should know Ariel, then.
They're not gonna talk to you.
Timmer owns them.
Not anymore.
And you have a choice: Cooperate with us or I'll charge you.
Please, please, please don't do this.
Please, 'cause my daughter might be lost forever.
Please.
I promise you, I'm gonna do everything I can not to let that happen.
_ You can't keep me here.
You said I wasn't under arrest.
You're 16 years old.
There's a missing persons report out on you from West Virginia.
We can send you back home.
Home.
My step-dad pimped me out to begin with, so Okay, well, we can put you someplace safe.
We're not gonna put you back out on the street.
What are you gonna do? Nail the windows shut? Lock the doors? Like Timmer? - Who? - I know he's rough with you.
Timmer, Timmer.
I've seen the photos.
Hmm, this? Yeah, that's nothing.
Just let me go back, okay? I've got nothing for you.
Okay, listen, come here.
Help me out.
Do you know this girl? Ariel? She still alive? That snow bunny? That's who this is all about? So you know her.
Was she supposed to be at the party last night? Till she mouthed off.
Timmer stomped the crap out of her in front of us.
Where is she now? How long I got to stay here? I didn't do nothing.
Just let me go.
All right, not today, Pilar.
Fine, arrest me.
Timmer will post bail or throw me to social services.
I go to a shelter.
I do the night guy.
He lets me run away.
And then you call Selena.
You're catching on.
Lose your girlfriend.
I'll do you right now, whatever you want.
Never seen her before.
I don't believe you.
You're lying.
Where is she? We're wasting our time.
In case you're wondering, child services picked up your son.
He's in their custody.
Miguel, mijo.
How is he? What do you care? We get him out of Mexico for you, and instead of making a home for him, you go right back to trafficking underage girls? I mean, you are one hell of a mother.
I was just going to a party.
That's not what the girls are saying.
Lil' mamas, those girls, all they do is lie.
And you taught 'em.
You know what, Nick? She is lying.
I'm out of here.
I'm wasting my time.
What about Miguel? What about him? No one's gonna let you post bail, so he'll go into foster care.
And there is not a judge in New York who will ever let you have him back.
And once you get sent upstate, you're gonna see him once a year, maybe.
Man.
Let's get out of here.
Forgetting about this desgraciada After we walked out on Selena, she had a lawyer call.
She wants to see her son again.
Well, I hope you didn't make her any promises.
Did she give up Timmer? No, but she did give us an address to a party house in queens, Hollis Court Boulevard, says she and Timmer rotate girls there.
Okay, anything on the owners? LLCS within LLCS, you know how it is.
Martha, do you recognize this? I've been there.
The madam's name is Tracy.
Okay, do we run the block? Yeah, well, it's a rough crowd.
In the last six months, five 911 calls for assault, for drunk driving.
They were all investigated, but no charges were filed.
Somebody's paying off that precinct.
How about I go in, I get eyes inside? How about we stake it out first so we know what it is we're dealing with? But if you see Ariel, you move in.
We will, if we can.
_ They start early.
It's the lunch rush.
Think we got our Timmer.
Three girls.
Different crowd from Manhattan.
More ethnic.
Selena's tip was good.
Well, that won't help her cause.
Look, I don't see our girl, do you? No.
Maybe she's on the other side of the van.
Hey, do you guys see Ariel? Not yet.
This girl's not gonna make it.
There's always one having a bad day.
That could be Tracy.
She must be pissed 'cause that girl's strung out.
Can you tell what's going on? Maybe she's not happy with the delivery.
She sent him back for more girls.
Okay, copy.
Well, let's follow him back to the nest.
We're staying with the van.
Copy, we'll stay with the house.
Looks like Carisi's driving.
Great.
Okay, slow down, fly boy.
I got it.
I got it.
He'll lose him.
Give Carisi a break.
You want to bet? Hold up.
We got a supplier.
Easy, easy, man.
That's what I'm doing.
Damn.
He's testing us.
So what? Do a yoo-ee too? Nah, he's not stupid.
Let him go.
He's coming right back past us.
I told you Carisi would lose him.
Okay, Nick, relax, okay? The guy made a u-turn.
Now none of us can follow him without setting off alarms.
- He was smart.
- Yeah, I'll relax.
- But we got nothing.
- Okay, maybe.
We still got our beer delivery guy, right? Illegal delivery of alcohol to an unlicensed, noncommercial establishment? Yeah, it is worth a conversation.
Let's let's give them some lead, all right? We don't want to pull him over anywhere near this house.
You know why we pulled you over? Tommy? I don't know.
Missed your quota last month? How about illegal distribution of alcohol to a residence.
They're having a party.
Does your boss know you deliver to a brothel? Or your wife? You guys kidding me? Come on, man, I'm trying to make a living.
Yeah, sounds like an admission to me.
There you go, okay.
That's Timmer.
Okay, Martha, anyone else? I know that Asian girl.
That's Nina.
That's Ariel's friend.
That's who I gave my number to.
Okay, good, keep going.
Um No Ariel.
Nina says Timmer uses her a lot.
Either She's injured, or Listen to me, Martha.
We're doing everything we can, all right? I'm gonna get started on these.
And I want you to keep looking to see if you recognize anyone else.
I'll be right back.
Martha identified two of the girls and the pimp, Timmer.
You run the plates? Upstate rental minivan.
It's licensed to a nonexistent church.
The guy's cautious.
He makes sure no one can follow him.
So far, he hasn't crossed any Bridges or tunnels.
Okay, so we know that the girls are housed in queens.
But no sign of Ariel? Not even in a disguise? No, most of these girls were ethnic.
I mean, it's a lower-rent crowd than the loft.
A little white girl like Ariel would be considered high-class.
Could be a special request.
Snow bunnies bring in the big bucks.
We need to get into that house.
Tomorrow's super bowl Sunday.
And we grabbed half of his girls at the Manhattan loft.
So he is going to be working every single one of them that he's got.
It's also a big day for beer delivery.
Your friend Tommy, he lawyer up yet? Not yet.
I think he's afraid of calling his wife.
I told you, I deliver beer.
That is all I do.
You never get a little on the side? You want to honestly sit there and tell us that you don't know what goes on in that house? Well, it doesn't take a rocket scientist If I help you guys out, you let me go home? We'll see.
Same girls every day, hmm? No, it varies.
They mix it up.
Different girls, I don't know, every couple weeks.
How about for special events? They bring the best girls and invite the best clients.
to get in the door.
It's very high-class.
Those are big delivery days for me.
Kind of like super bowl Sunday.
That's why you got to let me go back there tomorrow.
It's my biggest day of the year.
Tell you what.
We'll take that delivery off your hands.
Surveillance shows a few pimps and five girls already inside.
Okay, got it.
Okay, give us the word as soon as you get in.
Rollins and Carisi will cover.
You get a bad feeling, you get out of there.
Okay.
- Hey.
- Who are you? Tommy sent me.
One of his kids is sick or something.
No, he should have called.
Damn, lady, why don't you call him yourself? I'm just doing him a favor here.
I got eight cases here, more in the van, and it's a busy day.
Do you want 'em or not, huh? All right, come on.
All right, now.
Where do you want 'em? Table.
Here's good? That's the table, ain't it? Hey, how you doing? Hey, how old are these girls? What do you care? NYPD.
Hands where I can see them.
Hey.
NYPD! Hands up! Hands, now.
Put those phones down on the table now.
Get down.
You serving minors, huh? What the hell is this? You shaking me down on super bowl Sunday? Consider it a hostile takeover.
Come on.
This house is now our house.
Which one of these is your phone? The leopard one.
If you're the cops, where's the warrant? It's on its way.
Now listen to me.
If you work with us, we'll work with you.
What are you talking about? The party is gonna go on as planned.
But you're gonna tell us who's coming.
How many Johns, pimps, girls.
No surprises.
And when they bust them, we're gonna bust you too.
You make it look good, nobody's gonna ever know that you cooperated.
If I say no? Amanda, how many underage girls - you got over there? - We got two.
You say no, you're talking federal charges.
I didn't know, I swear.
Save it.
This girl She ever work here? Haven't seen her in a week.
Maybe she got arrested.
She didn't.
Make some calls, get her here.
Yo, I don't even know who she with.
Well, find out.
And then tell the pimp that you got a special request.
You got a whale here who's willing to pay top dollar for snow bunnies.
I'll do what I can.
Yeah, you will.
Stand up.
Un-cuff her.
Listen, anybody asks, I'm Bethany.
I'm here to help you out for the day.
And I'm your new supplier.
I'm with some girls here fresh from Vice.
And I'm your whale.
Make the Cal I need six of the youngest-looking UCs you've got, appropriately dressed.
I also need the house wired for sound and video.
Yes, today.
Asap, thank you.
So Ariel will be at the party? We've put in a request.
Timmer said that he'd make some calls.
Okay, okay, all right, I'll come with.
No, no, Martha.
That's not happening.
I know Tracy and Timmer.
I know how they work.
Listen, you need to go to your apartment.
You need to take care of yourself and get some sleep.
I don't sleep.
I've slept a total of two hours a night over the past three years.
When Ariel's back, I will sleep.
I don't know how you're still standing.
Well, moms don't sleep.
You know that.
They told me you have a little boy.
Does he ever get sick? Too often.
Oh, when Ariel was little, she used to get the worst ear infections.
She couldn't sleep.
If I left the room, she'd cry.
So I'd have to sit by her side.
I would read, I would sing, till she fell asleep.
And then I would just sit and watch her.
I wasn't tired at all.
I want that back.
I want her back.
Please, let me be there.
Are you going to a super bowl party? Um something like that.
Well, I'm glad you're getting out.
Ah, that's my date.
Oh, do you want me to get it? Come here, yeah.
- Come here, big boy.
- He wants to go to you.
- Come here, big boy.
- There you go.
I'm gonna miss you.
I'm gonna miss you tonight.
But you know what? Next week, just you and me.
All week.
Ready to roll? Ha, let's do this.
Okay.
Good night, little love.
Love you.
Love you.
Okay, player, is this more like what you're looking for? Oh, you a Seahawks fan? I'll make sure nothing's under-inflated tonight.
You do that, baby.
So you want to put your money on the pats, all right? They're gonna make sure new England wins this, even if they got to rig the last play of the game.
Come on, now.
All right, let's go, ladies.
Mix, mingle.
Gonna be busy tonight.
Uh-uh, uh-uh.
Who the hell is she? She's my sister-in-law Bethany.
Works a house in Nassau county.
I told you I needed the help.
We expecting a big night.
Are those your girls? Which ones do special requests? They do what I tell them to do.
That's what I like to hear.
You let me know if you need anything.
Will do.
You said she was going to be here.
Where's Ariel? Carisi says he hasn't seen her.
She's not working tonight.
Wait.
Who's that? It's not a car I know.
Hey.
Where's my blonde, huh? The skinny one with the nice rack? She'll be here, but While you're waiting Why don't you let my girl Nina take care of you, huh? There we go.
He has money.
Is Ariel actually coming? She'll be here, okay? Let me make another phone call.
Mystery pimp just pulled up in the driveway.
Timmer was the last pimp on that list that Tracy gave us.
Then we got a problem.
Hey.
Who just arrived in the black escalade? The bishop.
His ass crazy.
Timmer must have called him about Ariel.
But he's alone.
You like that, baby? I know you do.
Timmer.
Who are these trespassers? I don't know them.
I'm with Tracy.
We're all friends here.
You're no friend of mine, ma'am.
- Aah, what the - Shut up, bitch.
Hey, you.
Never speak to a woman like that.
You're done.
The game hasn't even started yet.
- Back off.
- Yours is over.
Who are you? I don't know you.
Now you do! Take it easy, man.
I don't know you either, superfly.
That's it, this party's over! Drop your gun.
You're sick, boyo.
I pray you didn't invite a pig to the party.
Drop the gun.
All right, all right, darling.
- Just take it easy.
- I said drop the gun.
Tracy, tell your bitch here to take a step back.
NYPD! Drop the weapon! Come on, man! Everybody drop your weapons.
- You sold me out, you're dead.
- I didn't, man! - You're dead! - I didn't! I didn't, man.
I swear to you I didn't! Everybody here is under arrest.
Give me that gun.
Turn around.
Do I want to know why you're dressed like that? We were undercover at a brothel, and before we could Wait, back up.
Who's we? Me, Fin, Carisi, the whole squad.
The whole squad was undercover at a brothel on super bowl Sunday? We don't need to get your approval.
And we made some good arrests, and Martha ID'd Timmer.
Martha was there? I told you she couldn't be involved.
Sorry.
Sorry? That's it? Actually, what I was trying to tell you is that before we could rescue Ariel, Declan shows up, deep undercover as a trafficker.
And we had to arrest him.
Declan Murphy, your former lieutenant.
Undercover for whom, Vice? I can't speak to that.
See if he can.
- Yo, what's up? - You sold us out.
- It wasn't me - Not a word.
We'll cut your balls off, salt them, and feed them to the seagulls, you understand? Yeah, man.
I said yes.
You two, out.
And you.
No, you, come on.
Take your ugly friend with you.
I don't know that dude.
He's crazy, man.
Hey.
Hey, what about me? Hey, shut up.
You made us miss the game.
What the hell are you doing? You put a gun in my face, then you pistol whip one of our guys? That mouse job's one of yours? Okay, let's do the introductions later.
You want to tell us what the hell you were doing back there? I should ask you the same thing! Nine months I'm embedding myself in the trafficking ring, and you want to blow it with a super bowl Vice bust? That's the dumbest, riskiest day of the year.
Okay, we're looking for a trafficked girl.
Just one? I thought I taught you to think big.
I'm tracking hundreds.
I'm working for Johnny D.
Johnny D? We don't know him.
Of course you don't.
That's what took me nine months to figure out.
And now, thanks to you, I'm gonna have to spend a week at Rikers until that gun charge is dropped.
I hand the reins to you, and you gotta bollocks everything up? Okay, I missed you too, Declan.
We're looking for this girl.
- Ariel.
- She alive? In a sense.
She's damaged goods.
Your friend Timmer did a number on her before he sold her to Johnny D.
Where does Johnny D keep her? He's just bought girls from me.
He's never taken me to his lair.
Buying, wow.
So now you're trafficking.
I'm earning his trust.
And you do not relay that to 1PP.
Then you You tell Johnny D that you want to buy Ariel from him.
You overplayed that hand.
He's too smart.
He'll smell the trap.
Listen to me.
I made a promise to that girl's mother.
That's a promise you're not gonna be able to keep.
It's too late for Ariel.
Those girls are so broken, they won't save themselves.
No one's gonna talk.
Johnny D doesn't think twice about killing some whore or pimp.
Even a cop.
If alone with him, given the chance, I'll put a shiv in him and just walk away.
But you got to put me back in holding before you make this whole thing worse.
Now, please.
Do you know her? Her name's Ariel.
I know lots of people.
Come on, where is she? Nina, helping us is helping yourself.
I say a word to you, and Timmer does to me exactly what he did to her.
What did he do to her? Everything was supposed to be all set and ready to go.
This lady pimp Martha? Yeah, Martha.
She was gonna buy us.
Then Timmer walked in on Ariel on the phone with her, and he beat her until she blacked out.
So just call Timmer's lawyer.
I don't want to die.
I almost got my daughter killed.
You were trying to save her.
Let me talk to Nina.
She knows more than she's letting on.
She's not gonna help us.
Please.
Please.
I asked for a lawyer.
And I asked to talk to you first.
You came on like a madam, said you were gonna take care of us.
You're just another cop.
I'm not a cop.
- I'm Ariel's mother.
- Can't be.
Her mom's boyfriend pimped her out in Canada somewhere.
It's not true.
I've been looking for Ariel since the day she disappeared.
Ariel has a real mom.
Nobody ever came looking for me.
Who told you that? Timmer.
And you believed him? What do you want from me? I just want my daughter.
I don't care if you testify.
I don't care about anything.
Just tell me where she is.
I'm sorry.
Nina Please, where is she? Look, this is how it is.
The morning after he beat her, Timmer drove her to hell.
He killed her? He took her to Johnny D.
Timmer always talks about how lucky we are to be with him.
Johnny D keeps his new girls chained up for a whole week, lets all these pimps come in, do whatever they want to them.
That's how he breaks them.
So this whole thing was a setup, huh? So what? I was at a super bowl party, baby.
Come on, we know you're a pimp.
We've been following you for a year.
We tapped your phones, bugged your house, and turnt your girls.
Selena, your bottom, we embedded her.
Martha, the madam, another UC.
It's over.
Nobody's afraid of you anymore.
Listen, sweetheart.
I'm a local businessman, huh? With ties to the community.
So I think I'll call my lawyer now, huh? So that's it? It's over now? Not yet.
The know what they're doing.
You don't need a lawyer.
Well, it's my right.
We're releasing you and the bishop.
Illegal search.
Now, bishop thinks you set him up, and Johnny D.
So they gonna be waiting on you when you get outside.
Come on, player, nobody snitching on them.
That doesn't matter.
It matters what it looks like, and it looks like you set him up.
I'm not even looking at you right now.
I'm looking at a dead man.
Your body just doesn't know it.
I ain't set nobody up, all right? Okay, so you want to live.
Where is Ariel? _ NYPD! No, no, please, don't! Please don't Okay, take it easy.
I got you.
Please, no, please.
It's all right, you're okay.
You're okay.
You're safe.
- You're safe.
- Over there.
I got it.
Hey, hey, listen, you're okay.
It's all right.
Hey, I need an ambulance! So far, three girls, all in bad shape.
No sign of Ariel? Let go of me! Someone help! Please help! Let go of me! Stop it! Hey! Put your hands up.
Let her go.
Drop the glass.
Drop it now! Drop the glass.
Johnny D, it's over, all right? Hey.
Let her go.
This is the girl you want? Say good-bye.
You kill her, you die too.
Is she really worth it? Let her go.
I want my lawyer.
Drop the glass.
Hands against the door.
Come on.
Spread your legs.
Hands behind your back.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Ariel.
Mommy? Yeah.
Mommy's here.
You're safe.
You're safe.
It's okay.
You're safe now.
You're safe.
Thank you, Amanda.
You've been under a long time.
You okay? I'm fine.
Some of these girls are telling me that you actually pimped them out.
You can't believe a word they say.
They're liars.
Huh.
What about you? You walking the walk? Yeah, I hit a rough patch.
But What doesn't kill you Makes you a better detective.
Heard you found your girl.
We did.
How is she? Bruising, fractured ribs.
That'll heal.
The rest, though One can only pray.
So we took your man down.
Found him in his lair with four sex slaves as prisoners.
He'll be going away for life, for federal charges.
Maybe.
He's trafficked for over 20 years, no paper trail, not a single arrest.
Do not turn your back on him.
Can you come in from the cold now? You want me back in charge that badly? Hmm.
Johnny D.
was the king.
For the time being, he's out of commission.
That makes me the heir apparent.
The gun charge.
You should be ashamed of yourselves for the illegal search.
It'll get dropped.
I'll be back out on the streets in no time.
And every trafficker in the northeast will be kissing my ring.
So make it look good.
Cuffs? By the book.
Till we meet again.
You have a good team here.
Take care of yourselves.
You too, Declan.
_ John Drake, otherwise known as Johnny D, how do you plead? Counselor? Not guilty, your honor.
We request R.
O.
R.
My client has never had so much as a parking ticket.
Your honor, he was found in a hell hole with girls imprisoned as sex slaves.
He knows nothing about that.
They were girls he trafficked, bought and sold.
He was taken while holding a piece of glass to one victim's neck.
He was also being held against his will when who he perceived as strangers burst in.
The minute he understood it was police, he surrendered.
Your honor, he's looking at life in prison.
He has the means to flee.
There may be other women in jeopardy.
If ever a situation called for remand Agreed.
Mr.
Drake, you are remanded to a federal penitentiary pending trial.
Can you help me? Turn it, ready? Go, and Hello, young friend.
Good.
Good one Huh.
Who's that at our door? Who's that at our door? Melinda.
Everything okay? I'm sorry to bother you at home, but I wanted to keep this off the books.
- Oh, okay, come on in.
- Thanks.
Keep what off the books? I need to know the legal status of your relationship with Noah.
What? Why? Just tell me.
Have you started the adoption process? Well, there's a pile of paperwork.
But the second that I'm allowed to adopt him, I will.
What's going on? There was a hit On Johnny Drake's DNA when it went through the system.
It was a familial match in an unrelated case, which is not discoverable in Drake's current case.
- He never needs to know.
- Needs to know what? What are you saying? What I am trying to tell you Johnny D.
is Noah's father.
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.
Van 1, Benson and Rollins on Howard street.
Party in progress.
Street's quiet.
What do you have on Lafayette? Car 1, all quiet here.
Still freezing our nuts off.
Funny, it's 70 degrees in Balmy a block west on Crosby.
I'm not asking for a weather report, guys.
Carisi hasn't moved in 20 minutes.
I'll goose him.
Okay, yeah, five minutes.
_ Hey, what are we talking here? Five minutes or five hours? 'Cause my wife gets home at 11:00.
Five minutes.
It's worth the wait.
They're young and fresh.
Better be.
Carisi says girls are on their way.
I got a minivan with blacked out windows.
Minivan, two in the front.
All right, chicas, time to work.
Wait a minute.
We know this woman.
That's Selena.
We got her son out of Mexico.
She's back to doing what she knows.
Fin, Amaro, all units.
The female handler is known to us.
We'll have to secure her before she gets upstairs.
Copy that.
Targets are in position on Howard street.
Copy that.
We'll get the girls, you go up.
Selena.
NYPD! Let's go! Ladies, hands up.
Hands up, you know the drill.
Up, now! Come in a line, form a "v.
" Come on, get your hands up.
You know the drill, come on.
We're going this way.
- Come on, come with me.
- You got it? - Got it.
- Let's go, let's go.
- Let's go.
- Mouths shut, entiende.
How about you shut your mouth? Up against the rail.
Let's go.
No entiendo, no habla ingles.
Save it, sweetie, 'cause I know that you speak English.
Police! Nobody move! Everybody down, down.
Do it now, down.
Don't shoot.
I'm just getting a drink here.
Put your hands where I can see them.
Cover me.
Keep your hands up.
Over here.
It's a private party.
It's legal.
You run this place? I'm a waitress.
Come on, it's just a party.
Party's over.
Get down.
Hey, man, I got to get home.
I got to go home.
Not tonight, Romeo.
Everybody's going to jail.
Come on.
On your feet.
Let's go.
Come on.
Come on.
If you work with us, we can help you.
Podemos ayudar.
I don't need your help.
I didn't do anything.
After everyone's processed, take this piece of crap into holding.
- No entiendo nada.
- Yeah.
You had five underage girls in your van.
Entiendes that? They're all 18.
Check their ids.
We did.
They're all fake.
Are those the girls? The girls from the van? I'm guessing you already know the answer to that question.
Can who's in charge? I need to talk to someone, please.
Please, we're losing time.
You got something? Better be good.
I'm undercover.
For who? I've been tracking this ring for a year.
For who? They have my daughter.
You better hope this checks out.
I need to talk to those girls you picked up.
Uh, Vice doesn't know you.
- You're not UC.
- I'm not a cop.
My name is Martha Thornhill.
I'm from Calgary.
My daughter Ariel was kidnapped three years ago.
And you think she was taken by traffickers? I know she was.
I've been tracking her from Toronto to Minneapolis to Buffalo.
I've seen her pictures in backstage, sex ads.
They took her to New York six months ago.
Did you contact NYPD? - No.
- Why not? Toronto police didn't believe me.
Ariel was 13.
We were on vacation in Toronto.
We were having lunch at a cafe.
I went to pay at the register.
I was gone two minutes tops.
The police thought my boyfriend and I had something to do with her disappearance.
- Did you? - No.
The three days they spent grilling us, that's when we lost her.
Why should we believe you? We just caught you red-handed trafficking.
Let me show you, please.
_ You live here alone? Yeah, I've been here for a couple of months.
I have to keep moving around.
- Hold up.
- Okay.
Liv, you got to check this out.
Okay.
See? I'm not a criminal.
We're gonna have to speak with our DA.
You gotta let me go.
Let you go? You told our uc underage girls would come into that brothel.
Ariel was supposed to be there.
Your daughter? How did you know that? Ariel called me six days ago.
I gave my number to a girl that knows her.
She didn't even know it was me.
She was crying.
She said, "mommy" They won't let me go.
" Who is this girl that you gave your number to? - Oh, I can't say.
- You have to say.
She doesn't know I'm Ariel's mom.
She thinks I'm a madam.
She's my only connection to Ariel.
I'm not giving up till I find my daughter.
I'm just not.
This woman was pretending to be a sex trafficker.
That's a new defense.
But the Toronto police confirmed that her daughter Ariel went missing three years ago.
Police suspected her boyfriend at the time of Brian Marks.
He was a pot dealer.
Then Marks died of a heroin overdose last year.
Police were never able to implicate.
Trail goes cold.
So Martha keeps searching.
She follows leads from Toronto to Indian reservations on the border, Minneapolis, Chicago, then Buffalo.
I mean, local precincts just blew her off.
So she goes deeper into the life, right, completely putting herself at risk and pretending to be a madam so she could get closer to these girls.
Touching story.
Tell me how posing as a criminal and engaging in criminal activity doesn't make you a criminal? She's recorded every single job that she's ever done, every single pimp who's ever supplied girls to the houses that she's worked for.
I mean, she's better than any UC we've seen.
That's because she wasn't undercover.
She's an actual trafficker, and she's done.
Hold on, she's been searching for her daughter.
I understand.
And assuming that she hands over all her records and turns state's evidence, I might take that into consideration.
- Oh, you might? - Yeah.
It's taken her three years to get this far.
She's not gonna work with us unless we help her get her daughter back.
She's not going back in.
Well, then maybe we go in for her.
You're gonna charge me? You broke the law.
Kidnapping, sex trafficking.
You are looking at 20 years.
My daughter has been passed from pimp to pimp for three years.
I've been in New York the past year.
You've done nothing.
I finally find the pimp who has her.
You decide to move in now? You're running a brothel.
I'm infiltrating to get to Ariel's pimp.
You scared him off.
She might be lost forever.
Martha, we're gonna keep looking for her.
Please, please, let me keep looking.
No, you're out of this game.
And if you do not want to do time, we need your names, your intel, all of it.
Martha, the girl who gave Ariel your phone number, that's where we start.
I can't.
It'll blow my cover.
I promised her I wouldn't give her away to anyone.
Well, guess what, you lied.
You thought that Ariel was gonna be delivered last night? Selena told my boss she was gonna bring seven girls.
Then she calls and says she's just gonna bring five.
Her pimp held back two so that he could discipline them.
Who's the pimp? They call him Timmer.
If a girl gets out of line, he boot-stomps them in front of the others.
Who told you that? I have not saved my daughter yet, but I've bought and sent home six girls.
Bought? Yes, if a girl causes enough trouble, a pimp will sell her for $1,200.
It's a slave trade.
Where do you get the money? Donations from my church.
Come on, it's a cash business.
The pimps deliver the girls at the beginning of the night.
When the night's over, they take them home.
They get 70%.
The house gets the rest.
You were going to buy back Ariel last night, weren't you? And her friend.
The girls we picked up should know Ariel, then.
They're not gonna talk to you.
Timmer owns them.
Not anymore.
And you have a choice: Cooperate with us or I'll charge you.
Please, please, please don't do this.
Please, 'cause my daughter might be lost forever.
Please.
I promise you, I'm gonna do everything I can not to let that happen.
_ You can't keep me here.
You said I wasn't under arrest.
You're 16 years old.
There's a missing persons report out on you from West Virginia.
We can send you back home.
Home.
My step-dad pimped me out to begin with, so Okay, well, we can put you someplace safe.
We're not gonna put you back out on the street.
What are you gonna do? Nail the windows shut? Lock the doors? Like Timmer? - Who? - I know he's rough with you.
Timmer, Timmer.
I've seen the photos.
Hmm, this? Yeah, that's nothing.
Just let me go back, okay? I've got nothing for you.
Okay, listen, come here.
Help me out.
Do you know this girl? Ariel? She still alive? That snow bunny? That's who this is all about? So you know her.
Was she supposed to be at the party last night? Till she mouthed off.
Timmer stomped the crap out of her in front of us.
Where is she now? How long I got to stay here? I didn't do nothing.
Just let me go.
All right, not today, Pilar.
Fine, arrest me.
Timmer will post bail or throw me to social services.
I go to a shelter.
I do the night guy.
He lets me run away.
And then you call Selena.
You're catching on.
Lose your girlfriend.
I'll do you right now, whatever you want.
Never seen her before.
I don't believe you.
You're lying.
Where is she? We're wasting our time.
In case you're wondering, child services picked up your son.
He's in their custody.
Miguel, mijo.
How is he? What do you care? We get him out of Mexico for you, and instead of making a home for him, you go right back to trafficking underage girls? I mean, you are one hell of a mother.
I was just going to a party.
That's not what the girls are saying.
Lil' mamas, those girls, all they do is lie.
And you taught 'em.
You know what, Nick? She is lying.
I'm out of here.
I'm wasting my time.
What about Miguel? What about him? No one's gonna let you post bail, so he'll go into foster care.
And there is not a judge in New York who will ever let you have him back.
And once you get sent upstate, you're gonna see him once a year, maybe.
Man.
Let's get out of here.
Forgetting about this desgraciada After we walked out on Selena, she had a lawyer call.
She wants to see her son again.
Well, I hope you didn't make her any promises.
Did she give up Timmer? No, but she did give us an address to a party house in queens, Hollis Court Boulevard, says she and Timmer rotate girls there.
Okay, anything on the owners? LLCS within LLCS, you know how it is.
Martha, do you recognize this? I've been there.
The madam's name is Tracy.
Okay, do we run the block? Yeah, well, it's a rough crowd.
In the last six months, five 911 calls for assault, for drunk driving.
They were all investigated, but no charges were filed.
Somebody's paying off that precinct.
How about I go in, I get eyes inside? How about we stake it out first so we know what it is we're dealing with? But if you see Ariel, you move in.
We will, if we can.
_ They start early.
It's the lunch rush.
Think we got our Timmer.
Three girls.
Different crowd from Manhattan.
More ethnic.
Selena's tip was good.
Well, that won't help her cause.
Look, I don't see our girl, do you? No.
Maybe she's on the other side of the van.
Hey, do you guys see Ariel? Not yet.
This girl's not gonna make it.
There's always one having a bad day.
That could be Tracy.
She must be pissed 'cause that girl's strung out.
Can you tell what's going on? Maybe she's not happy with the delivery.
She sent him back for more girls.
Okay, copy.
Well, let's follow him back to the nest.
We're staying with the van.
Copy, we'll stay with the house.
Looks like Carisi's driving.
Great.
Okay, slow down, fly boy.
I got it.
I got it.
He'll lose him.
Give Carisi a break.
You want to bet? Hold up.
We got a supplier.
Easy, easy, man.
That's what I'm doing.
Damn.
He's testing us.
So what? Do a yoo-ee too? Nah, he's not stupid.
Let him go.
He's coming right back past us.
I told you Carisi would lose him.
Okay, Nick, relax, okay? The guy made a u-turn.
Now none of us can follow him without setting off alarms.
- He was smart.
- Yeah, I'll relax.
- But we got nothing.
- Okay, maybe.
We still got our beer delivery guy, right? Illegal delivery of alcohol to an unlicensed, noncommercial establishment? Yeah, it is worth a conversation.
Let's let's give them some lead, all right? We don't want to pull him over anywhere near this house.
You know why we pulled you over? Tommy? I don't know.
Missed your quota last month? How about illegal distribution of alcohol to a residence.
They're having a party.
Does your boss know you deliver to a brothel? Or your wife? You guys kidding me? Come on, man, I'm trying to make a living.
Yeah, sounds like an admission to me.
There you go, okay.
That's Timmer.
Okay, Martha, anyone else? I know that Asian girl.
That's Nina.
That's Ariel's friend.
That's who I gave my number to.
Okay, good, keep going.
Um No Ariel.
Nina says Timmer uses her a lot.
Either She's injured, or Listen to me, Martha.
We're doing everything we can, all right? I'm gonna get started on these.
And I want you to keep looking to see if you recognize anyone else.
I'll be right back.
Martha identified two of the girls and the pimp, Timmer.
You run the plates? Upstate rental minivan.
It's licensed to a nonexistent church.
The guy's cautious.
He makes sure no one can follow him.
So far, he hasn't crossed any Bridges or tunnels.
Okay, so we know that the girls are housed in queens.
But no sign of Ariel? Not even in a disguise? No, most of these girls were ethnic.
I mean, it's a lower-rent crowd than the loft.
A little white girl like Ariel would be considered high-class.
Could be a special request.
Snow bunnies bring in the big bucks.
We need to get into that house.
Tomorrow's super bowl Sunday.
And we grabbed half of his girls at the Manhattan loft.
So he is going to be working every single one of them that he's got.
It's also a big day for beer delivery.
Your friend Tommy, he lawyer up yet? Not yet.
I think he's afraid of calling his wife.
I told you, I deliver beer.
That is all I do.
You never get a little on the side? You want to honestly sit there and tell us that you don't know what goes on in that house? Well, it doesn't take a rocket scientist If I help you guys out, you let me go home? We'll see.
Same girls every day, hmm? No, it varies.
They mix it up.
Different girls, I don't know, every couple weeks.
How about for special events? They bring the best girls and invite the best clients.
to get in the door.
It's very high-class.
Those are big delivery days for me.
Kind of like super bowl Sunday.
That's why you got to let me go back there tomorrow.
It's my biggest day of the year.
Tell you what.
We'll take that delivery off your hands.
Surveillance shows a few pimps and five girls already inside.
Okay, got it.
Okay, give us the word as soon as you get in.
Rollins and Carisi will cover.
You get a bad feeling, you get out of there.
Okay.
- Hey.
- Who are you? Tommy sent me.
One of his kids is sick or something.
No, he should have called.
Damn, lady, why don't you call him yourself? I'm just doing him a favor here.
I got eight cases here, more in the van, and it's a busy day.
Do you want 'em or not, huh? All right, come on.
All right, now.
Where do you want 'em? Table.
Here's good? That's the table, ain't it? Hey, how you doing? Hey, how old are these girls? What do you care? NYPD.
Hands where I can see them.
Hey.
NYPD! Hands up! Hands, now.
Put those phones down on the table now.
Get down.
You serving minors, huh? What the hell is this? You shaking me down on super bowl Sunday? Consider it a hostile takeover.
Come on.
This house is now our house.
Which one of these is your phone? The leopard one.
If you're the cops, where's the warrant? It's on its way.
Now listen to me.
If you work with us, we'll work with you.
What are you talking about? The party is gonna go on as planned.
But you're gonna tell us who's coming.
How many Johns, pimps, girls.
No surprises.
And when they bust them, we're gonna bust you too.
You make it look good, nobody's gonna ever know that you cooperated.
If I say no? Amanda, how many underage girls - you got over there? - We got two.
You say no, you're talking federal charges.
I didn't know, I swear.
Save it.
This girl She ever work here? Haven't seen her in a week.
Maybe she got arrested.
She didn't.
Make some calls, get her here.
Yo, I don't even know who she with.
Well, find out.
And then tell the pimp that you got a special request.
You got a whale here who's willing to pay top dollar for snow bunnies.
I'll do what I can.
Yeah, you will.
Stand up.
Un-cuff her.
Listen, anybody asks, I'm Bethany.
I'm here to help you out for the day.
And I'm your new supplier.
I'm with some girls here fresh from Vice.
And I'm your whale.
Make the Cal I need six of the youngest-looking UCs you've got, appropriately dressed.
I also need the house wired for sound and video.
Yes, today.
Asap, thank you.
So Ariel will be at the party? We've put in a request.
Timmer said that he'd make some calls.
Okay, okay, all right, I'll come with.
No, no, Martha.
That's not happening.
I know Tracy and Timmer.
I know how they work.
Listen, you need to go to your apartment.
You need to take care of yourself and get some sleep.
I don't sleep.
I've slept a total of two hours a night over the past three years.
When Ariel's back, I will sleep.
I don't know how you're still standing.
Well, moms don't sleep.
You know that.
They told me you have a little boy.
Does he ever get sick? Too often.
Oh, when Ariel was little, she used to get the worst ear infections.
She couldn't sleep.
If I left the room, she'd cry.
So I'd have to sit by her side.
I would read, I would sing, till she fell asleep.
And then I would just sit and watch her.
I wasn't tired at all.
I want that back.
I want her back.
Please, let me be there.
Are you going to a super bowl party? Um something like that.
Well, I'm glad you're getting out.
Ah, that's my date.
Oh, do you want me to get it? Come here, yeah.
- Come here, big boy.
- He wants to go to you.
- Come here, big boy.
- There you go.
I'm gonna miss you.
I'm gonna miss you tonight.
But you know what? Next week, just you and me.
All week.
Ready to roll? Ha, let's do this.
Okay.
Good night, little love.
Love you.
Love you.
Okay, player, is this more like what you're looking for? Oh, you a Seahawks fan? I'll make sure nothing's under-inflated tonight.
You do that, baby.
So you want to put your money on the pats, all right? They're gonna make sure new England wins this, even if they got to rig the last play of the game.
Come on, now.
All right, let's go, ladies.
Mix, mingle.
Gonna be busy tonight.
Uh-uh, uh-uh.
Who the hell is she? She's my sister-in-law Bethany.
Works a house in Nassau county.
I told you I needed the help.
We expecting a big night.
Are those your girls? Which ones do special requests? They do what I tell them to do.
That's what I like to hear.
You let me know if you need anything.
Will do.
You said she was going to be here.
Where's Ariel? Carisi says he hasn't seen her.
She's not working tonight.
Wait.
Who's that? It's not a car I know.
Hey.
Where's my blonde, huh? The skinny one with the nice rack? She'll be here, but While you're waiting Why don't you let my girl Nina take care of you, huh? There we go.
He has money.
Is Ariel actually coming? She'll be here, okay? Let me make another phone call.
Mystery pimp just pulled up in the driveway.
Timmer was the last pimp on that list that Tracy gave us.
Then we got a problem.
Hey.
Who just arrived in the black escalade? The bishop.
His ass crazy.
Timmer must have called him about Ariel.
But he's alone.
You like that, baby? I know you do.
Timmer.
Who are these trespassers? I don't know them.
I'm with Tracy.
We're all friends here.
You're no friend of mine, ma'am.
- Aah, what the - Shut up, bitch.
Hey, you.
Never speak to a woman like that.
You're done.
The game hasn't even started yet.
- Back off.
- Yours is over.
Who are you? I don't know you.
Now you do! Take it easy, man.
I don't know you either, superfly.
That's it, this party's over! Drop your gun.
You're sick, boyo.
I pray you didn't invite a pig to the party.
Drop the gun.
All right, all right, darling.
- Just take it easy.
- I said drop the gun.
Tracy, tell your bitch here to take a step back.
NYPD! Drop the weapon! Come on, man! Everybody drop your weapons.
- You sold me out, you're dead.
- I didn't, man! - You're dead! - I didn't! I didn't, man.
I swear to you I didn't! Everybody here is under arrest.
Give me that gun.
Turn around.
Do I want to know why you're dressed like that? We were undercover at a brothel, and before we could Wait, back up.
Who's we? Me, Fin, Carisi, the whole squad.
The whole squad was undercover at a brothel on super bowl Sunday? We don't need to get your approval.
And we made some good arrests, and Martha ID'd Timmer.
Martha was there? I told you she couldn't be involved.
Sorry.
Sorry? That's it? Actually, what I was trying to tell you is that before we could rescue Ariel, Declan shows up, deep undercover as a trafficker.
And we had to arrest him.
Declan Murphy, your former lieutenant.
Undercover for whom, Vice? I can't speak to that.
See if he can.
- Yo, what's up? - You sold us out.
- It wasn't me - Not a word.
We'll cut your balls off, salt them, and feed them to the seagulls, you understand? Yeah, man.
I said yes.
You two, out.
And you.
No, you, come on.
Take your ugly friend with you.
I don't know that dude.
He's crazy, man.
Hey.
Hey, what about me? Hey, shut up.
You made us miss the game.
What the hell are you doing? You put a gun in my face, then you pistol whip one of our guys? That mouse job's one of yours? Okay, let's do the introductions later.
You want to tell us what the hell you were doing back there? I should ask you the same thing! Nine months I'm embedding myself in the trafficking ring, and you want to blow it with a super bowl Vice bust? That's the dumbest, riskiest day of the year.
Okay, we're looking for a trafficked girl.
Just one? I thought I taught you to think big.
I'm tracking hundreds.
I'm working for Johnny D.
Johnny D? We don't know him.
Of course you don't.
That's what took me nine months to figure out.
And now, thanks to you, I'm gonna have to spend a week at Rikers until that gun charge is dropped.
I hand the reins to you, and you gotta bollocks everything up? Okay, I missed you too, Declan.
We're looking for this girl.
- Ariel.
- She alive? In a sense.
She's damaged goods.
Your friend Timmer did a number on her before he sold her to Johnny D.
Where does Johnny D keep her? He's just bought girls from me.
He's never taken me to his lair.
Buying, wow.
So now you're trafficking.
I'm earning his trust.
And you do not relay that to 1PP.
Then you You tell Johnny D that you want to buy Ariel from him.
You overplayed that hand.
He's too smart.
He'll smell the trap.
Listen to me.
I made a promise to that girl's mother.
That's a promise you're not gonna be able to keep.
It's too late for Ariel.
Those girls are so broken, they won't save themselves.
No one's gonna talk.
Johnny D doesn't think twice about killing some whore or pimp.
Even a cop.
If alone with him, given the chance, I'll put a shiv in him and just walk away.
But you got to put me back in holding before you make this whole thing worse.
Now, please.
Do you know her? Her name's Ariel.
I know lots of people.
Come on, where is she? Nina, helping us is helping yourself.
I say a word to you, and Timmer does to me exactly what he did to her.
What did he do to her? Everything was supposed to be all set and ready to go.
This lady pimp Martha? Yeah, Martha.
She was gonna buy us.
Then Timmer walked in on Ariel on the phone with her, and he beat her until she blacked out.
So just call Timmer's lawyer.
I don't want to die.
I almost got my daughter killed.
You were trying to save her.
Let me talk to Nina.
She knows more than she's letting on.
She's not gonna help us.
Please.
Please.
I asked for a lawyer.
And I asked to talk to you first.
You came on like a madam, said you were gonna take care of us.
You're just another cop.
I'm not a cop.
- I'm Ariel's mother.
- Can't be.
Her mom's boyfriend pimped her out in Canada somewhere.
It's not true.
I've been looking for Ariel since the day she disappeared.
Ariel has a real mom.
Nobody ever came looking for me.
Who told you that? Timmer.
And you believed him? What do you want from me? I just want my daughter.
I don't care if you testify.
I don't care about anything.
Just tell me where she is.
I'm sorry.
Nina Please, where is she? Look, this is how it is.
The morning after he beat her, Timmer drove her to hell.
He killed her? He took her to Johnny D.
Timmer always talks about how lucky we are to be with him.
Johnny D keeps his new girls chained up for a whole week, lets all these pimps come in, do whatever they want to them.
That's how he breaks them.
So this whole thing was a setup, huh? So what? I was at a super bowl party, baby.
Come on, we know you're a pimp.
We've been following you for a year.
We tapped your phones, bugged your house, and turnt your girls.
Selena, your bottom, we embedded her.
Martha, the madam, another UC.
It's over.
Nobody's afraid of you anymore.
Listen, sweetheart.
I'm a local businessman, huh? With ties to the community.
So I think I'll call my lawyer now, huh? So that's it? It's over now? Not yet.
The know what they're doing.
You don't need a lawyer.
Well, it's my right.
We're releasing you and the bishop.
Illegal search.
Now, bishop thinks you set him up, and Johnny D.
So they gonna be waiting on you when you get outside.
Come on, player, nobody snitching on them.
That doesn't matter.
It matters what it looks like, and it looks like you set him up.
I'm not even looking at you right now.
I'm looking at a dead man.
Your body just doesn't know it.
I ain't set nobody up, all right? Okay, so you want to live.
Where is Ariel? _ NYPD! No, no, please, don't! Please don't Okay, take it easy.
I got you.
Please, no, please.
It's all right, you're okay.
You're okay.
You're safe.
- You're safe.
- Over there.
I got it.
Hey, hey, listen, you're okay.
It's all right.
Hey, I need an ambulance! So far, three girls, all in bad shape.
No sign of Ariel? Let go of me! Someone help! Please help! Let go of me! Stop it! Hey! Put your hands up.
Let her go.
Drop the glass.
Drop it now! Drop the glass.
Johnny D, it's over, all right? Hey.
Let her go.
This is the girl you want? Say good-bye.
You kill her, you die too.
Is she really worth it? Let her go.
I want my lawyer.
Drop the glass.
Hands against the door.
Come on.
Spread your legs.
Hands behind your back.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Ariel.
Mommy? Yeah.
Mommy's here.
You're safe.
You're safe.
It's okay.
You're safe now.
You're safe.
Thank you, Amanda.
You've been under a long time.
You okay? I'm fine.
Some of these girls are telling me that you actually pimped them out.
You can't believe a word they say.
They're liars.
Huh.
What about you? You walking the walk? Yeah, I hit a rough patch.
But What doesn't kill you Makes you a better detective.
Heard you found your girl.
We did.
How is she? Bruising, fractured ribs.
That'll heal.
The rest, though One can only pray.
So we took your man down.
Found him in his lair with four sex slaves as prisoners.
He'll be going away for life, for federal charges.
Maybe.
He's trafficked for over 20 years, no paper trail, not a single arrest.
Do not turn your back on him.
Can you come in from the cold now? You want me back in charge that badly? Hmm.
Johnny D.
was the king.
For the time being, he's out of commission.
That makes me the heir apparent.
The gun charge.
You should be ashamed of yourselves for the illegal search.
It'll get dropped.
I'll be back out on the streets in no time.
And every trafficker in the northeast will be kissing my ring.
So make it look good.
Cuffs? By the book.
Till we meet again.
You have a good team here.
Take care of yourselves.
You too, Declan.
_ John Drake, otherwise known as Johnny D, how do you plead? Counselor? Not guilty, your honor.
We request R.
O.
R.
My client has never had so much as a parking ticket.
Your honor, he was found in a hell hole with girls imprisoned as sex slaves.
He knows nothing about that.
They were girls he trafficked, bought and sold.
He was taken while holding a piece of glass to one victim's neck.
He was also being held against his will when who he perceived as strangers burst in.
The minute he understood it was police, he surrendered.
Your honor, he's looking at life in prison.
He has the means to flee.
There may be other women in jeopardy.
If ever a situation called for remand Agreed.
Mr.
Drake, you are remanded to a federal penitentiary pending trial.
Can you help me? Turn it, ready? Go, and Hello, young friend.
Good.
Good one Huh.
Who's that at our door? Who's that at our door? Melinda.
Everything okay? I'm sorry to bother you at home, but I wanted to keep this off the books.
- Oh, okay, come on in.
- Thanks.
Keep what off the books? I need to know the legal status of your relationship with Noah.
What? Why? Just tell me.
Have you started the adoption process? Well, there's a pile of paperwork.
But the second that I'm allowed to adopt him, I will.
What's going on? There was a hit On Johnny Drake's DNA when it went through the system.
It was a familial match in an unrelated case, which is not discoverable in Drake's current case.
- He never needs to know.
- Needs to know what? What are you saying? What I am trying to tell you Johnny D.
is Noah's father.