Law & Order: Special Victims Unit

- 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.

There you go, son...

The genuine Teddy "Brown Sugar" left hook.

Don't forget to pick up some of my TKO barbecue sauce.

It's bone-sucking good.

Teddy, hi!

Crystal!

My favorite Southern belle.

You look lovely as always.

Thank you.

And who's this little lady?

This is my niece, Amber.

Remember I told you about her?

Her momma's been sick.

Of course.

You didn't tell me she's a bombshell

like her auntie.

OMG, it's really you,

Teddy Hawkins.

In the flesh.

Go ahead, pinch me.

No.

Come on, go ahead.

Teddy is brazen.

This UC know what she's doing?

I mean, she looks awfully young.

- That's why she's here. She's still in the Academy.

Rollins prepped her and primed him.

Carisi, you got eyes?

- Big Teddy's not wasting any time.

- Iced teas, Long Island style. - Oh, thank you.

Do I need ID?

Not when you're with Teddy.

Drink up.

Amber, it's fine.

When do you get the chance to meet

a real life heavyweight champ?

- Mmm, it's sweet. I like it.

- I like taking care of my ladies.

- Well, Amber can use all the help she can get.

She's had a rough year this year.

Are those your real belts?

Replicas.

But Teddy can show you the real ones...

from all four reigns.

- I mean, they're right downstairs in his office.

Wow.

Aunt Crystal, can we?

- If Teddy doesn't mind showing you.

Not at all.

Come on.

Go ahead.

- Hey, y'all, you enjoy yourselves.?

Good deal. Hey, guys.

- Rollins goes downstairs, I lose sight of them.

Ah, after you, my dear.

Thank you.

Careful on the stairs.

- We still have visual on Rollins' cam.

No way.

Wow, Mr. Hawkins.

Call me Teddy, y'hear?

My God.

Wow.

Oh...

You got the face of an angel

and a body for sin.

Come, sit.

How old are you, again?

Almost 16.

So young.

You ever think about modeling?

My friend runs an agency.

How about we take some photos for him?

That would be amazing.

All right.

Smile for me.

- That's it. Beautiful.

Now, uh...

stretch a little.

Yeah.

So pretty.

Maybe...

maybe open that blouse a little more?

Oh, that's lovely.

You got to let Uncle Teddy see more of those.

Can you take that top off?

If that's what Teddy wants.

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- Beautiful. - Like that?

Oh, yes.

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Why don't you turn around and unhook that thing?

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Mmm, mmm, mmm.

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My goodness.

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Now I'm starting to get other ideas.

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Why don't you get on your knees, little girl?

NYPD.

Why don't you put your hands up in the air?

Hey, now, what is this?

Nothing happened!

Oh, yeah it did, champ.

I know my rights.

You can't just burst in here.

- Teddy Hawkins, you're under arrest

for attempted rape.

Attempted rape?

Nice work.

Yeah.

You stay in this job long enough,

all your heroes die.

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- This is harassment. Mr. Hawkins was set up.

I didn't hear him say no.

- Right, because when this woman approached me

with her foul come-ons,

I decided to gather evidence.

Is that why you asked my niece

to get on her knees?

- I wanted to see how far you'd go

before I made a citizen's arrest.

- Who is this exemplary human being?

Teddy "Brown Sugar" Hawkins.

He's the former boxing champ.

He's the current face

for all those shopping mall barbecue joints.

- Does he realize how much trouble he's in?

Oh, not yet.

He's been doing it so long,

he thinks he's bulletproof.

- There they are, my two favorite people,

and with good news for a change.

Deputy Commissioner Abraham,

word travels fast.

You got him on attempted rape.

What else? What about child porn?

- TARU tossed his home computers.

That's clean, but they did find

some bad sites on his restaurant servers.

But we can't prove that he accessed them.

Still, he's a big get.

One-P-P wants him schlonged...

Perp-walked, cuffed,

his punim on every cable news show in the country.

Well done, Lieutenant.

An attaboy from Hank Abraham.

Cue the Apocalypse.

- She told you she wasn't even 16,

and you still took photos of her

without her top on.

That's child pornography.

- That Amber... - That Amber is no child.

- This is straight up entrapment.

We entrapped you?

Good luck with that.

Might want to get your client camera ready.

It's time for your perp walk.

Slow it down, Lieutenant.

Perp walk? - NYPD needs a win.

Teddy, you're about to trend worldwide.

Front entrance. Press is en route.

- Hang on a minute there, sweetheart.

All right.

You got Teddy all wrong.

Do I?

Teddy's a hero.

And I'm gonna get you the real bad guys.

- My client is prepared to expose

an online pedophile ring.

Okay?

So tell Barba to stop

admiring himself in that glass

and come in and do his job.

Excuse me, Naomi.

Can you give me a minute with my handsome, single son?

I'll be back.

- You're on leave, and you couldn't find the time

to return your old man's calls?

- I'm doing better, Dad. How are you?