Law & Order: Organized Crime

In the nation's largest city,

the vicious and violent members of the underworld

are hunted by the detectives

of the Organized Crime Control Bureau.

These are their stories.

I know Wheatley killed my wife.

You had nothing to do

with the murder of Kathy Stabler.

Not at all!

Angela Wheatley is up next.

Any reason I shouldn't be there?

Why would you ask me that?

I was in love with him.

Are you still in love with him?

I wish I could trust you, Elliot.

How you doing with all this?

I wish people would stop asking that.

Where's Eli?

- Mama, I'm on my way. - Son of a bitch.

He emptied out her medicine cabinet.

I'm declaring a mistrial.

- What does that mean? - Means we lost.

I have to find my son.

- Eli! - I told you he's not here.

Get her down from there.

Don't you just love Christmas?

You think Mrs. Claus has sex with all those guys?

I mean, polygamy aside.

The libido on that woman, after all these years.

I mean, pfft.

I'm not slut-shaming her either.

I just... you know, more power to the lady.

It's just, like, where does she find the time?

Not to mention all the elves she's probably banging.

Whoa.

- I'm sorry. I... - No, no, no. It's cool.

Just wasn't expecting that.

Dark.

I'm Mia.

Eli.

So what are you doing out here, sitting in the dark,

all by yourself, Eli?

You meeting your dealer?

- What? No. - Relax, I'm kidding.

So seriously, what are you doing

sitting out here,

staring at the water?

It's kind of personal.

Everything's personal.

This is.

I'm listening.

My mother was killed.

Killed?

Murdered.

Jesus. I'm so sorry.

Did they catch the person?

The trial was this week.

Today, they were supposed to come back with a verdict.

- And? - I don't know.

I didn't go.

I couldn't.

I don't blame you.

You want to get out of here?

- Okay, Dickie, you try. - Maybe he'll pick up your call.

- I shouldn't have let him go. - I'm sorry. It's my fault.

- It's not your fault, Mama. - Yeah, it is.

He's probably fine.

So Fort Lee.

What's wrong with Fort Lee?

What, are you one of those Manhattan snobs?

I live in Long Island City.

So you're one of the Five Boroughs snobs.

I got nothing against Jersey.

Springsteen. Bon Jovi.

Sinatra. Queen Latifah. All Jersey-born, baby.

Your phone's been blowing up.

You sure you don't need to get that?

No, I'm good.

So Eli, what should we drink to?

To new friends?

Sounds good.

Ugh.

Was that your first shot of tequila?

No.

- My second maybe. - Mm-hmm.

Well, you ready for number three, Mr. Big Partier?

Hey, I party.

See? I'm just not, you know...

You are just full of surprises, aren't you?

Okay.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

Uh, to new friends with prescription benefits.

- Ooh. - Oh.

Mia?

Mia?

Mia?

Mia?

Hey, I gotta go, it's, like...

It's, like, 4:00 in the morning.

Hey.

Mia.

Mia.

- Where you headed? - Long Island City.

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I put out a citywide alert.

- I tried Brett. - He hasn't seen Eli.

I made him put his mom on the phone.

She confirmed. We're gonna find him, Dad.

Yeah, I just hope we don't find him dead.

Grandma!

- I'm sorry. - You startled me.

- It's okay. - It's okay. Here.

- Be careful. - All right, go ahead.

- Say it. - Say what?

- It's my fault. - They were my pills.

- It's not your fault. - It doesn't matter that...

I know what you're thinking!

- You don't know what I'm... - You're sorry...

- Mom, you don't know... - That you took me in.

- If you hadn't taken... - I'm glad you're here, Mama.

I'm glad you're here.

Shh. I'm the parent. He's my kid.

Just hold on a second.

Eli? Eli? Hello?

Dad?

- Eli, where are you? - What happened?

Something happened. Are you hurt?

- What's happening? - No.

Is he all right?

- Are you hurt? - No.

Are you with someone, or are you alone?

- I am alone. - Okay.

Whatever's going on, it's gonna be okay.

I just need to know where you are.

- Uh, Fort Lee. - New Jersey.

- I don't understand. - I... I... I...

What's he doing in New Jersey?

- I don't know what happened. - I... I need help.

- Well, I'm here for you. - I'm gonna help you,

but I need to know exactly where you are.

A payphone.

Bridge Plaza North and Lemoine Ave.

Stay put. You hear me?

Dad, I... I'm sorry.

- Don't move. - I'm coming to get you.

There's something wrong. He didn't sound right.

- Elliot, he's okay. - We know that he's alive.

He had the sense to call you.

Yeah. He just... he said, "I'm sorry,"

as if he disappointed me or something.

It just sounded like he was in trouble.

And whatever happened, we're gonna go,

and we're gonna bring him home.

We're gonna find out what is going on here

and take it one step at a time.

Thanks for coming, Liv.

Where's the phone? Do you see it?

Yeah. Right there.

Eli!

- Hey, man. - What's going on?

What's your name?

My name's Lucas. Luke. You can call me Luke.

You don't want to tell me your name.

That's okay. You don't have to.

Eli.

Okay. Eli.

You scared, Eli?

Yeah, of course you're scared. Me too.

You know, this is only my third day on the job?

Lucky you, huh?

Out of all the police officers in New Jersey, you get me.

I screwed up.

Yeah. We all screw up, man.

You know how many times in the last couple days

I screwed up? I lost count.

I almost turned in my badge after the first day.

You know what my grandmother said to me?

She said,

"You quit, your partner's gonna have to arrest me for murder."

Dude, I swear that's what she said.

I don't think she was kidding, either.

Sounds like your grandma and my grandma would hit it off.

- Oh, yeah? - Maybe, I don't know.

My dad's gonna kill me.

- No, no, no. - No, he's not.

Look, I don't know your father,

but I'm sure he loves you very much.

I'm sure your grandmother does too.

Eli, come on, man.

Just think about your family right now.

I can tell you love them.

Just think about them,

and come down.

Take my hand.

Take my hand, Eli.

I got you.

Good. Come on, I got you.

I got you.

Eli Stabler. Where is he?

- Detective Stabler? - Yeah.