Law & Order: Special Victims Unit

20 years as coach at St. Valerie high.

Nine city titles.

Four state championships.

Runs the Barons too, his summer league team.

He's put hundreds of players in college

and a dozen in the pros.

Look at these fat cats.

He's made more millionaires

than Harvard business school.

Prince Miller, his biggest star,

couldn't be here tonight.

But he sent coach this solid gold key.

Fits any gym in the country.

Ohh, thank you.

But more important than molding players,

coach has molded young lives.

I'm not ashamed to say

I was a stray dog

and you rescued me.

It's our privilege to introduce

the newest inductee

to the Metro Basketball Hall of Fame.

It's coach Ray, baby. Ray Masters.

Thank you, coach.

Melo, Chris. All my friends.

How do I begin to thank you?

Hall of fame, my ass.

Boo!

You should be in jail, man, not the hall of fame.

Security, get him out of here.

You're a bum! You're scum of the earth!

You should be ashamed of yourself!

I, uh, guess I didn't give him enough playing time.

Get off me!

You know what you did.

Get off me!

Get off of me!

We're hiring another detective?

Well, we're short-staffed.

He's a good guy, out of warrants.

He starts tomorrow.

You have a problem with that?

Well, it's hard enough showing one rookie the ropes.

And now we have two.

I mean... what is this, a day care center?

Elliot's not coming back, Liv.

It takes me twice as long

to explain the job to somebody else

as it does to do it myself.

It's not your call.

Now you want to be here,

you're gonna have to start working with other detectives.

All right? Let him go.

And you can start by packing up his desk.

We can't keep it as a shrine.

Liv, we got something.

This is a disorderly conduct.

What's he doing at sex crimes?

Claims his basketball coach sexually abused him

when he was a kid.

Says he wasn't the only one, either.

This guy's jonesing.

Get a bus!

Hospital just called. Last night's discon is stable.

See if I can get a statement.

Folks, this is detective second grade Nick Amaro.

He just transferred in.

Second grader already, huh?

You must have caught some big fish.

Nah, just kissed a lot of ass.

Detective Amaro is being modest.

Two years under in Narcotics.

Warrants--he took down the MS-13 case.

Well, this is a whole different world, Serpico.

Not everybody has the stomach for it.

For the time being, we're gonna rotate partners.

Fin, Nick rides with you today.

Get his feet wet.

Oh, and, Amaro...

Clean yourself up.

You're not on the street anymore.

Come on, I got a guy that can shape you up real quick.

Don't let him take you clothes shopping.

Can I ask you something?

What was the deal with Benson's partner?

I heard some things.

Stabler...

He was a good cop.

Him and Benson were together for 12 years.

That's a decade longer than my marriage.

Where's my prisoner?

Uh--uh, I don't know.

I just went to take a leak.

How long a leak did you take?

How loose were his cuffs?

- I'm sorry, we'll find him. - No, you've done enough.

Go tell your captain you lost my prisoner.

Enjoy your suspension.

Wait, Stevie Harris?

Leave an address?

Nah, he's listed himself as homeless.

This kid was a legend.

I used to watch him play ball downtown.

I know where his crew hangs out.

Yo! Let me see the rock.

Ah! Brick!

- Brick. - You see?

That's why he's just a fan.

But you... you were good, though.

Yeah, I saw you play at the Rucker--

he was the only white boy getting a run.

That was a long time ago, man.

Yeah. Yeah, but you were pure point guard.

That's rare.

Always wondered what happened to you.

Detective Fin Tutuola.

This is detective Amaro from Special Victims Unit.

You were under arrest last night.

You think you can just get up and leave

whenever you want?

Look, I understand you're strung out,

and I can help you.

But right now, we wanna talk to you

about your coach, Ray Masters.

Look, man, I was just high the other night,

talkin' craz

can we just forget the whole thing?

You saying you lied about the allegations?

Nah...

Look, Steve,

the coach is around kids every day.

Right now.

If he did something to you,

you need to tell us.

Come on, man.

Get this off your chest.

First time, I was about nine.

Playing for the Baby Barons, his junior league team.

We was at a tournament in Boston,

and he came in to do bed checks,

make sure we were sleeping.

He sat down next to me and he started...

Telling me how good I was doing.

Uh, he's...

And then he started ruffling my hair.

And then he turned me over

and he started messing with me, man.

How do you mean?

Come on, man. You need a road map?

Okay, listen, Steve,

I know it's gonna be hard,

but it's really important that we know exactly

what he did to you, okay?

Did he use his hand, his mouth?

Yeah, man.

Did he make you touch him?

Not the first time, nah. But later on, man.

It got worse and worse.

Did he ever rape you?

Nah, man, he just...

He just put it against me, and he'd move it around.

But, damn.

Did you ever tell anybody?

Why not?

Coach Ray was like a friend of the family, man.

He was like an uncle.

He told me he could help me get a scholarship, man. D-1.

I help him, he helps me, man.

It was...

It was our little secret.

When did he stop abusing you?

I must have been about 15.

There were other kids he liked better.

I think I got too old.

You know what's funny, man?

That's when things really started falling apart.

I started getting high.

It was after he stopped.

Look, Stevie, you have anything

that could help us prove this?

A witness, another victim?

- No. - Sometimes people keep clothes.

I'm a junkie, man. I don't keep anything.

But he was paying me off.

What? Paying you off?

Was it hush money?

Every month. It was keeping me alive.

Till right after my last birthday, it stopped.

Come on, Green, let's go!

Ball, ball, ball!

- Yo, right here! - Ohh!

Uhh!

Whoa, that kid gets up.

That's Devon Tiswell, brother.

They call him the star child.

Supposed to be the next great city baller.

Hey, coach! Got a minute?

I've seen a lot of sad cases over the years,

but Stevie Harris is a real heartbreaker.

He was a magician with the ball,