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.

Hey, kid! Stop!

Hey.

I said, stop!

Oh, my God! What did you do to him?

Nothing. I'm just trying to help.

Did that man hurt you?

No visible injuries on the kid. Blood's not his.

Voucher the cloth. We'll run DNA.

Hi, how you doing? My name is Elliot. What's yours?

Tommy.

Hi, Tommy. What's your last name?

Hey, what's your mom's name?

Mommy.

Okay, I'll tell you what, buddy. We're gonna get you home, okay?

I want my daddy!

Okay, we're gonna find him.

We're gonna find him.

Tommy is been like that for an hour. He will not let go.

The whole time at the hospital he screamed if Elliot tried to put him down.

- He checks out okay? - Medically,

but there's no telling what he's been through until we find his family.

Fin, anything from missing persons?

No kids Tommy's age are missing in the tri-state.

Patrol's going door to door,

but there's over 600 apartments on the block where we found him.

We'll have them keep canvassing.

A three-year-old can't get too far without somebody

in the neighborhood recognizing him.

Unless he doesn't live there.

from somewhere else

and dropped him off on the upper west side.

Or somebody killed the parents and didn't want to hurt the kid

so they dropped him as far away from the crime scene as possible.

That kid could be from anywhere.

I'll call a buddy from channel 10,

see if we can't get his photo on the air.

Well we can have him do a live story and really milk it.

Think it'll traumatize the kid?

Not if Elliot keeps holding him.

If you recognize Tommy, please call the NYPD tip line

at the number on your screen.

This little boy needs his family.

You couldn't be more right, Detective. And I hope one of our viewers can help.

We will keep you up to date on Tommy, the boy with no last name.

From Manhattan SVU, I'm Jackie Judd.

Cragen wants us to drop Tommy at ACS and start running down leads.

I think the kid's gonna freak if I leave him.

Well, we can't take him with us.

Well, have Fin and Lake help you out.

I'll stay here and man the phones.

Oh, Elliot, he's so exhausted. He needs to rest.

Not to mention a bath and fresh clothes.

I'll take care of that.

STABLER RESIDENCE 72-12 CASTLESIDE STREET GLENOAKS QUEENS, NY THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 15

It's been a long time since we did this, huh?

15 years.

You ready to do it all over again?

Still think it's a girl?

I haven't been wrong yet.

That's true.

But you really want a boy.

I want it healthy.

Just want a healthy baby.

Tell the truth.

Well, the little guy is cute. I mean, you got to admit that.

We can't keep him.

I know.

He's such a good boy.

But I can't seem to keep him in the house.

- There he is. - Oh, Tommy!

There he is. Come to mama.

- Ma'am, please. - Tommy, Tommy!

- It's me, Tommy. - Come on, ma'am.

- Sweetie, what's wrong? - Can you get her out of here?

- Don't you know your own mother? - Let's go.

You have to go now.

She sounded legit on the phone. I didn't know she was from planet zero.

Right, anybody more local?

Desk sergeant's setting up another one.

All right, well, uh...

He's not gonna be part of it. We're gonna be in here.

Is Tommy here?

Where's my son?

Sir, calm down. I'm Detective Benson.

Can you tell me your name?

I'm Jake Keegan. I'm Tommy's father.

And why didn't you report him missing?

I thought he was at home. My cousin said he saw him on the news...

Where is Tommy? Why can't I see him?

Sir, can you just give me one minute? You're welcome to sit down here.

Elliot, check out the possible with me.

You got it.

Hey, Tommy.

I want you to jump on to that table. Okay? Go.

Hey, look out the window. You recognize anybody?

Daddy. You found him.

Daddy!

Tommy, hey!

How'd you go three blocks without anybody seeing you?

I don't know how he got the door open.

Sir, have you tried to get in contact with your wife?

Yeah, I called Leah at home, left a message on her cell.

She didn't answer.

Did something happen?

When we found your son he had blood on his clothes.

Oh, God. I gotta go home.

Okay, we'll go with you.

And your son, he should stay here. We got a room he can play in.

Okay.

Leah must've left the door unlocked.

That explains how Tommy got out.

Leah.

- That's blood. - Wait outside... wait outside.

I gotta find my wife.

Leah.

Leah.

Oh, God... no.

I'm sorry.

There's no pulse.

That's not my wife.

Do you know who she is?

It's Jodi, our nanny. But she was supposed to be off today.

She was raped then beaten to death.

Based on the liver temp, I'd say time of death was around 11:00 this morning.

Forensics?

I found fresh semen on the comforter so we've got DNA.

Gotta love a perp who leaves a calling card.

Some old stains too. I'll need Jake Keegan's DNA to exclude him.

Well maybe we shouldn't exclude him.

You think he did it?

He would be the first dad trying to diddle the babysitter.

Jake.

Need to ask you a few questions about Jodi.

Can this wait? We need to look for Leah.

When was the last time you spoke with your wife?

This morning when I went to work she said she was going to be home the whole day.

Leah's credit card was used to gas up on the New Jersey Turnpike at 12:30 pm.

Do you know of any reason why your wife would be in Jersey?

Security camera at the toll booth shows Leah driving with a man in the passenger seat.

She must've been kidnapped. Is there any way we can trace the car?

We did. It's yours.

Let's go. / No, you stay here. Tommy needs you.

We'll call when we have any news.

Come on, I'll take you back to the station house.

There was a second charge on the card for a motel room in Morristown.

HOLLAND MOTEL MORRISTOWN, NEW JERSEY THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 15

A guy checked in alone.

He was a young guy, kind of rough-looking.

Oh, here it is, room eight.

Give me the key.

- Police. - Hands up where we can see them.

- What the hell? - Show me your hands, as swipe.

- You're safe, Leah. - Safe?

Who are you? What do you people think you're doing?

Wait a minute... wait a minute.

- You know this guy? - Yes, he's my boyfriend.

You have to understand.

I love my husband, but he's a workaholic.

I was lonely. Matt made me feel very special.

I've got to get home to my son.

Hold on. We need to talk about Jodi.

Look, she's a nice kid. A Mormon from Utah.

I don't know anyone who'd want to hurt her.

End of story. Look, please can I go home now?

You know, it would've been nice if you were this concerned about Tommy

before you ran off to that motel.

Now you had Jodi come in on her day off

so that you can go and screw your boyfriend, right?

- That's it... I gotta get out of here... - Leah, we're looking for Jodi's killer.

Now, you knew her the best so I need you to sit back down

and answer our questions.

I'll answer yours but I'm not talking to detective dick.

How did you find Jodi?

- We advertised in the papers. - In Utah?

Everyone knows that Mormons make the best nannies.

They're from big families, they don't drink, they don't smoke...

And they speak English.

So aside from you and your husband, who else had the key to your house?

Just Jodi.

Would she open the door to a complete stranger?

No, absolutely not.

Utah's a far different world than New York City.

She was from a small town but she wasn't naive.

It must've been someone she knew.

Do you have any idea who?

I only met two friends.

They were Mormon nannies.

Becca and Kimberly.

They used to take the kids to the playground together.

BRADBURN PLAYGROUND 435 COLUMBUS AVENUE FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 16

Oh, my heck. That's so awful.

Do you have any idea who killed her?

Not yet.

She make any new friends here in the city?