Mrs. Panichek, is your son at home? >> No. No, he's at preschool. >> You lied to me yesterday. >> Excuse me. >> Your husband wasn't a check. He was a Serb. I >> I I really don't see what that has to do with >> He was also under indictment as a war criminal. Look, that was just politics. >> If you want us to catch your husband's killers, we're going to need all of the information. >> This goes way beyond just politics. And I can see from your face that you know what he did. You don't know anything. Steven was a wonderful man. He was the greatest father I have ever seen. >> Let me ask you a question. What was it like sleeping with somebody who raped dozens of defenseless, terrified women? >> My husband is dead. >> And you know why? >> Get out. >> Go get out of my house. >> No. >> Well, that's the dumbest move I've ever seen you make. >> She wasn't going to be of any help. >> Oh, no. Not now. >> Not ever. She knew what he was. >> If she drops a dime on you, you're out walking a beat. You just verbally harassed the wife of a murder victim. She lied to a police officer. If anything, she's guilty of obstruction. >> No way in hell are you talking to my daughter again, filling her head with all that garbage? >> Fine. 8 a.m. tomorrow, we want to see you, your daughter, and your lawyer down at the station. >> Tell me, Virginia, does killing a man make you feel all grown up? >> Hey, can you get double prints on these? Cuz we could use a set for our bulletin board. Hey, >> little respect there. Don't get your boxes in a twist. She's NHI. >> What's NHI? >> No humans involved. >> Means no work too hard on this one. Why sweat? The victim was just a useless piece of garbage. >> Kind of like a cop who ought to retire. >> So, what happened that night? >> She calls him up, wants to go dancing, says she's even going to wear something wild for once. But Dennis stood her up and went home alone. That's why he asked me to lie for it. He's my friend. >> So get a new one. >> You raped her, then you pushed her. Her head hit the stone steps. Your semen samples back at the lab awaiting your blood. And when they match, you're going to stand trial for rape homicide. >> Come on, miss. You're badgering my client. >> It's detective, not miss. And we're not in court counselor. We're in my house. Why don't you save your lawyering for somebody who gives a damn? Wicked blame. >> We'll take this hammer walks to the shop. >> Well, I guess we'll have to take it out of your pay then. >> Hey, this isn't fair. I'm I'm clean. I'm employed. >> And you have a nasty habit of roughing up pretty women. >> That was years ago. >> Old habits die hard, Ricky. You measure them, you get to know them, beat the crap out of them. >> Call my PO. I haven't touched a piece of tape in years. >> You know something measuring me? We did just that. And he said you were half hour late for your Monday check-in. He also said next time you are tardy. >> You're going to spend a little time in the catacombs. >> Monday night, right? >> Mhm. >> This is about that creamy complexed little sweetie who got attacked. >> Yeah, I saw it in Women's Wear Daily. >> Did you know her? >> Sure. Her Kmart underwear ads were primo monkey spank fuel. >> Great. Where were you Monday night? >> We were watching football at the halfway house. >> Really? Who was playing? Jets and Steelers. >> Try again. Cowboys, 49ers. >> We must have been talking during the game. You know, you have great bone structure. 34, 25, 36. What? A cup? I still know people in the business. If you'd like, I could make a couple of calls for >> Okay, Ricky, let's empty your pockets, and if we find a measuring tape in there, we're going to take you in on a parole violation. Someone's trying to help. >> Yeah, I think you were trying to measure me, huh? >> Do yourself a favor. Stay home and watch football. >> Look, faster service, lower prices, fewer errors. >> Depends how you define error. >> You do a lot of business with Dr. Deak O' Conor. >> Yeah. Is that a problem? >> By problem, you mean he gets his meals intermediously and dumps in a diaper? Yes. That's something that the corner pharmacist may have questioned. >> Just tell me what you want. Oh, Conor's patient list >> there. And do we really need the attitude? >> Dozens of names and yet all the pills were mailed to the exact same address. This didn't strike you as odd. >> Well, yeah. I guess we need to uh upgrade our software. >> Yeah, >> Mr. 7:32. >> Thanks a lot. >> Close the door, please. >> What's that? >> What is that? >> I didn't know that was in the envelope. It was just a job. >> Good. Keep talking. Keep talking. Cuz the more you lie about the pills, the easier it's going to be for us to make you on a murder charge. >> I'm a courier. I get paid a h 100red bucks a week. I didn't kill anybody. >> Who set this up? >> My buddy. He he used to do this run, but then he landed the lead playing Stonewall Jackson in this outdoor Civil War drama. See, >> what do you do with the package once you pick it up? >> I repackaged the envelope and then the the return address says Morgan Talent Management and I deliver it to 7th and 36th >> Llo's building. >> Yep. >> What was it like before you became a detective? >> What was what like? >> I mean, did you wear a uniform? You're still wearing one now, although >> Oh, come on now. We're not here to talk about me. >> I get it. Enough about me. What do you think about me? >> Right. >> Well, for openers, your alibi for Fitzgerald is shredding. >> Oh, >> yeah. The lock box. Seems that anybody could have used it if they had your code. You didn't have to be there. >> But I was. >> See, this is what's weird. Cuz your partner says you weren't. >> She wasn't telling the truth. >> How can you be so sure? >> Because you're not. >> Oh, >> you dress down, but you're very attractive. >> Ah, is this some of your famous charm, White >> Richard? Olivia, >> it's Detective Benson. >> I know. A year and a half in the special victim's unit, a graduate of Sienna College. It's public record. You can find almost anything if you know where to look. >> You know who you are. >> A realer. >> You're a nosy Parker. >> And you're a >> Did I hit a nerve? >> I don't have any nerves. How about you? We'll see. I'm sorry. What is it you think I did? You're under arrest for the murder of Seth Langden. You don't have Jack. >> Yeah, you're right. All we have are witnesses who put you at the building that night. >> But then we have something else. >> Oh, yeah. You left a little evidence in the victim's mouth. >> Great. >> Don't worry, they got the wrong guy. Wrong guy. But you'll look right to the jury. Out one month and back to your old tricks. Think you'd throw them by switching from highways to rooftops? >> Use the same excessive force and beat your victims to a pulp. Just like you did Seth. Ray, >> you had a little trouble adjusting back to civilian sex, didn't you, Ray? >> You didn't have no trouble. >> Shut up. >> You're a little confused. >> Okay. Why Seth? Why'd you pick him? >> I picked nobody. >> Did you even know him? >> Used to see him in the gym. Me and Jesse used to work out every day. Sometimes he'd be there. >> Mhm. >> He was pathetic. Him trying to pump up that puny body of his. >> So, what happened? What? Did he hit on you or was it you? Did you start to like him puny like that? >> Well, now you mentioned it. He did remind me of a I had in prison. >> You're pathetic. What's wrong? You jealous, sweetheart? >> Easy. >> Not, sweetheart. >> Yeah, >> that's Detective Benson. All right. >> Want an apology from you? >> I don't need an apology from this slime bag. >> But I am starting to get really sick of sarcastic little remarks. Right. >> Do you think we're from Peep Patch, Frank? Cuz this this isn't a farm. But you are in some pretty deep horse manure. The call that we're talking about is at 8:22 p.m. Frank, not A.M. 8:22 in the evening, New York City time. >> Well, like I said, my assistant will verify. >> Stop with the CEO routine, okay? We're all just plain folks here. >> Hey, you don't have to get nasty. >> Nasty. Nasty is putting out your cigarette on your executive assistant's thigh. Nasty is cheating little old ladies from Tennessee out of their life savings. And choking the air out of Leila Briggs windpipe, then leaving her corpse for her mother to find. That's definitely nasty. >> You know, I am not going to participate any further until I speak with my lawyer. >> You called him three hours ago. He hasn't returned your call. >> Yankee checked your credit. Jolene has turned you in. Amy has turned you in. >> Looks like the rats have jumped ship. Frank, >> where were you Tuesday night? >> You know a judge named Warren Verilla? >> Nah. >> Nah. Funny. You threatened him in open court. Yeah. Got it right here. >> I was mad. >> You >> I didn't do nothing to his fat ass. What's he whining about? >> Dead men don't whine. Now you've been picked up on weapons charges before. Your tech nine man, huh? >> Hey, if I still had a gun, it wouldn't be no nine mill. Man, no style. You buy him a gun shows and Kmart for the cowing buying crowd. >> I got imagination. >> All right. Well, Feno, we're just messing with you. But at least we now know that your favorite weapon is the heat seeeking missile. So, let's try this one more time. Where were you Tuesday night? >> That's parenting classes. >> You could check it out. >> Okay, your kid breaks curfew. What do you do? What? What's curfew? >> Why were you parrolled? You see, we've been checking you out and you threatened to kill the judge at your parole hearing and 3 days later you're out. >> Ask my accountant. >> Very funny. >> Not to me. It wasn't. 2,226 bucks. >> Oh, lawyers aren't cheap. What' you expect? >> No, not to my lawyer. To that fat judge. >> Oh, so you bribed the judge. Of course. >> It's very original, Dino. >> He said I had to give to some charity or else. >> Bye-bye. >> I ain't do nothing. >> Of course you did. You failed the parenting midterm. >> You know how easy it would be to convict you? >> No. >> You were at Andrews. You tied him up. You and your friend Sonia left fingerprints. You were being sued. Come on, Ka. I know you're not an idiot. A jury would find you guilty in a heartbeat. >> I am not guilty. >> So, help us catch Alex. >> I'm busy. >> So, what? You don't care if a murderer gets caught? You don't feel any fear or any guilt? Who are you? Some sex machine with a cash register between her legs? >> What are we looking at? No sign of forced entry. Two glasses of half-drunk wine. Two clean sets of prints. Lover's quarrel. >> Lovers quarrel. Usually kissing makeup. Detective. >> Pack of ultra ribs. >> Looks like maybe they did more than kiss. >> Yeah, he read her a little Walt Whitman. They made hot, passionate love. Then right before he rolled over and fell asleep, he heaved her out the window. Excuse me. Through the window. >> I'm not sure what this uh outburst is leading up to. >> Rape. Like I said, no forced entry. >> I didn't say it was a stranger. What happened the last time you saw her? >> She called me up crying. I asked her if she wanted to meet for a drink. I had some time before dinner. As soon as I sat down at the table, she told me that she had been sleeping with her psychiatrist. It had been going on intensely for a couple of weeks. >> Why would she confide in you? >> Because I'm a good listener. >> When you want to get into somebody's pants. >> If you want to get snotty, detective, I'll call my lawyer right now. You can forget about mutual cooperation. Then I'll call your lawyer and ask him if you killed Gretchen. >> Where is she? >> Who? >> The girl you're torturing in all those photos. >> Honey, I'd like a mineral water. No ice. >> And I'd like your balls in a blender, but ain't life a >> You know, >> are we flirting or are we working? >> We're always working. >> Oh, so you're not flirting. >> No, I'm offering my undying love for the 10 millionth time. >> Well, maybe tonight. 10 million in one. You may get lucky. >> Really? >> Nice article, Nikki. >> Olivia, I was just going to call you. >> Of course you were. Right after I get reamed by my boss for letting you read a confidential police transcript. >> Okay. You didn't let me read it. I dug it up on my own. >> Oh, I know you did. Reporter's instinct. Only problem is, see, my captain's not going to care about the details. So, it looks like I screwed up. >> All right, Olivia, you're being too hard on yourself. >> Yeah, why don't you save it? Really? >> What's this? >> Read it. >> It's a cold case. I mean, you want a good story, you should check that out. >> Philip Sternhagen, convicted of a strangulation torture. >> Who the hell is this? >> A man with a rich fantasy life who couldn't stop. A man who uses women without the slightest twinge of regret. >> Okay. Okay. >> A man like you, Gancer. A man like you. [Music] [Music] [Music]