21x02 - The Darkest Journey Home

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Law & Order SVU - 21x02 - The Darkest Journey Home


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.

[DRAMATIC MUSICAL STING]

Thank you so much for seeing me after hours.

I'm glad you could make the time.

Well, the new Deputy Chief made it very clear

- that this was mandatory.
- [LAUGHS]

- So thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

So, um, I have been investigating sexual as*ault for years, and I'm pretty familiar with... with trauma-based interviewing.

Of course.

So you know, this part of the training is role-playing.

Can you think of a trauma in your life?

[CHUCKLES] A trauma.

Something that you may have thought about a lot already.

Uh, okay. Uh, yes, um...

I'm ready.

Olivia, tell me what brought you here.

Help me understand what happened to you.

Whatever comes to mind.

What you saw, what you heard, if anything.

Uh...

I remember I came to.

And... he was still in my apartment, and...

I just, uh... just remember his breathing.

Olivia... you ask victims when they're at their most vulnerable to go back to a place they'd rather not go.

♪ ♪

Okay.

Uh...

♪ ♪

[DRAMATIC WHOOSHING]

[GRUNTS]

♪ ♪

I felt, uh...

I felt him pulling the...

Duct tape...

Off my mouth, and it was burning.

Stinging.

I felt his...

I felt him breathing in my ear.

[DISCORDANT MUSICAL STING]

And the whole time, I just kept thinking...

I'm a cop.

♪ ♪

How could I have...

How could I have let my guard down?

Water?

Sure, yes. Thank you.

♪ ♪

[LAUGHS]

To a night out with my two best persons.

Love you both so much.

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING OVER STEREO]

Where's your ring, Raegan?

I didn't want to lose it.

Nothing to do with Richard working a double shift this weekend?

Oh, I don't know what you're talking about.

You're kidding, right?

Of course, I am. I love Richard.

And I love, love, love... no, adore you guys.

Dude, come on, like...

♪ ♪

He gave me something to drink.

It wasn't water.

It was vodka.

That he...

He forced down my throat.

Can you tell me what you felt?

Uh...

I felt his hand...

Ah!

Gripping my face.

Hard.

And then he put the...tape back on.

And then he kissed me.

And I couldn't breathe.

And I was so scared.

And I knew...

And I knew that I was gonna die.

My car's one minute away.

You sure you guys don't want to hit a club?

I have coke.

Put that away. Jesus, Raegan.

Pussies. Both of you.

There he is.

Nick. Kind of cute.

Are you sure you're okay, Raegan?

I am great.

Love you bores both to death.

[BRAKES SQUEAL SOFTLY]

- You're Nick?
- Yeah.

I'm Raegan.

♪ The whole world's scared, so I swallow the fear ♪

♪ The only thing I should be drinking is an ice-cold beer ♪

♪ So cold and limed, and we try, try, try ♪

Who are you?

I'm Julius. I'm your rideshare.

Oh, God.

Hey, you're pretty.

Wow. Shakespeare's got nothing on you.

[LAUGHS] Okay.

Out of my league. Got it.

What are you, afraid of me?

You okay? Seem pretty wasted.

Hey, uh, she gets dropped off first, right?

Shut up.

♪ Please, please, please ♪

♪ Don't you ever, ever feel ♪

♪ Like you're less than ♪

♪ Less than perfect ♪

♪ Pretty, pretty please ♪

♪ If you ever, ever feel ♪

♪ Like you're nothing ♪

♪ You are perfect to me ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ You're perfect ♪

♪ You're perfect to me ♪

♪ Pretty, pretty please ♪

♪ If you ever, ever feel ♪

♪ Like you're nothing ♪

♪ You are perfect to me ♪

Morning, Lieutenant. I mean Captain.

Should we throw you a party?

Please don't. And by the way, if you guys really want to make me happy, sign up for your trauma-informed interview training.

It's actually quite helpful.

What is this, a new Chief mandate?

It is, and he wants us to be better at our jobs, Fin, don't you?

If he wants us to be better, he should get us some more detectives.

We're working on that.

And by the way, nobody wants that

- more than I do.
- I hear you.

Hi.

Is this Special Victims?

It is. I'm Captain Benson.

- What's your name?
- Raegan.

Hey, Raegan.

Did something happen to you?

I have no idea.

♪ ♪

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪ ♪

I was with friends.

I took a QuikRide home.

I thought I was going home.

Can I see your phone?

Uh...

Okay.

I woke up in my bed.

I was all... sticky.

Sore.

I think I was r*ped, but I don't remember.

That's okay, Raegan.

We're gonna figure that out together.

So you took a QuikRide from Chelsea to Sheepshead Bay.

Hold on, what?

Sheepshead Bay.
I don't even know what that is.

? What the hell?

It should've been bucks.

May I have that back?

I just need to take a quick screen sh*t.

Thanks.

So... you remember anything else?

I think he had his hands on my leg.

Could I have some water?

You know, if I could just ask you to wait.

We're gonna go to the hospital to get a r*pe exam.

Which hospital?

I can't go to Mount Sinai.

Uh, okay.

Um... you know what?
Let me make a quick call.

And I'll be right back.

Anything?

This girl got taken for a ride.

She was picked up at a Casa Mezcal Dos in Chelsea.

One stop at West th, a rideshare, then up to th Street.

- Her home address.
- So he did take her home.

But then it looks like she changed her route.

She went over the Triborough Bridge into Astoria for a stop, and then to a bar in Sheepshead Bay.

Clemente's Maryland Crab House.

Okay, so canvass Clemente's, talk to her friends, track down the driver and the rideshare passenger.

You know there's only the two of us, right?

Who's gonna take the girl to the ER?

I'll take her.

[DRAMATIC MUSICAL STING] _

Cuts, abrasions, splinters in her feet.

Fingerpad-bruising on her neck, arms, and ankle.

She was held down.

And extensive vaginal and a**l trauma.

They did a number on this girl.

I didn't let her drink.
You took a mouth swab?

Blood and urine.

- She can take a break now?
- Yeah.

Hey.

Well, that sucked.

I'm so sorry.

It's not your fault.

I-I hate when people say that.
Can I go home?

Not quite yet, Raegan.

Unfortunately, you have a couple more procedures.

Let me... let me get you some water first.

Um... is there... is there anyone that I can call for you?

Like my friends?

Sometimes they care.

Sometimes they just can't wait to tell another crazy Raegan story.

But I feel like I can trust you.

You can.

Right.

So, full disclosure, I drank a lot of tequila at the bar.

Okay.

And I took a Xany in the cab.

I just wanted to sleep when I got home.

And you know what?

None of that matters.

None of it.

[SOLEMN MUSIC]

Ah, that one.

She was a mess. Slurring her words.

Yelling. She okay?

Let's let me ask the questions.

When's the last time you saw her?

I dropped her off at some clam bar.

She changed her route halfway through.

Anybody with her at the bar?

I didn't hang around.

What about the other passenger?

I dropped him off before her.

He'll tell you same thing.

This your car?

No, no, no, I lease.

They give me a different one every shift.

Look, she was crazy.

I just did what she asked.

No good deed, man.

She's okay, right? I mean, she's alive?

She may have had a problem with her QuikRide.

What happened this time?

This time?

We love Raegan, but she's dramatic.

Half the stories, she's making up.
The other half...

Okay, well, your friend may have been as*ault last night, so did you see her get in the car?

Yes, she said the driver was cute.

She mention any other plans she might've had?

No, I wanted her to wait for my boyfriend to drive her home.

But she had that look in her eye.

You try arguing with a drunk Raegan.

So much for the gel manicure.

Just a few more minutes, honey.

I need a Bloody Mary.

I'll get you some aspirin, and there are antibiotics for you to take.

So, honey, are you sure that there's nobody that I can call for you?

Your parents?

Mom and Dad are on a cruise on the Danube.

I do not want to worry them about this.

And I hate my sister.

Okay, Raegan... you, uh... you told me that you didn't want to go to Mount Sinai Hospital, right?

Can you tell me why?

My fiancé is doing his residency there.

You're engaged.

I don't want Richard to know about this.

He doesn't like me partying.

He'll be mad.

He has anger management issues.

Well, I could call him for you.

No, no. I-I'll call him.

But...

please be here when he shows up.

That girl from the rideshare?

She was, like, completely bipolar or something.

- How you mean?
- She was all over me.

She wanted me to go home with her.

Asked me if I had any dr*gs.

And you didn't go with her?

A little crazy's okay, but not the full fleabag.

She went to her apartment alone?

No, she got upset at me when
I wouldn't go up with her, and then she asked the driver to take her to some other bar.

You go there with her?

No, they dropped me off at home.

And where was she when you left?

She was in the backseat yelling at the driver.

Whenever I close my eyes, I can put myself there.

So, what, if anything, can you tell me, about what you... what you heard or what you saw?

I see... white.

[WATER SPATTERING]

Silver.

It sounded like water.

So tell me about water.

Ah... ah!

I-I don't want to think about it anymore.

- Okay.
- Captain?

Okay, okay.

I'll be right back.

The fiance’s here, Richard Rayburn.

Do you know what room she's in?

Great, thank you.

Dr. Rayburn.

Hi, I'm Captain Benson.

How is she?

She's been through trauma.

She told me. Um...

has she finished her r*pe kit yet?

She has, and we'll need to collect a sample from you as well.

For exclusion. I-I understand.

Um... does she want to see me?

She said that she does.

Because sometimes...

Sorry, uh...

it's... a lot.

- Richard.
- Baby! Oh.

It's okay, it's okay.
I'm here to take you home.

It's okay.

So, Raegan still doesn't remember anything.

Tell me that you got something from the r*pe kit.

Her blood alcohol was . . Presence of Xanax.

She disclosed the drinking and the dr*gs.

There were also traces of marijuana, of cocaine, MDMA, and Ambien.

Okay, that's a lot. Anything else?

Presence of semen from two different donors.

Neither matches the fiancé.

So the driver and the passenger.

- Not according to them.
- Mm-hmm.

Listen, her girlfriends implied that this isn't her first night as a blackout drunk.

I mean, there's been four visits to the ER over the past year, all alcohol-related.

Um, no family here. No siblings.

Her father's deceased.

Her mom's in an assisted living in Boca.

And these two suspects?

No records. Nothing on social media.

The passenger's app shows he was dropped off at his place at : a.m.

Well, that doesn't necessarily mean that he got out of the car.

Can anyone put her at Clemente's?

No, and there's nothing on security cameras.

Where are we with the suspects' DNA?

Counselor Carisi isn't sure that we have probable cause.

They have him on a short leash over there.

So retrieve abandoned samples.

Have CSU run her apartment.
She could've been r*ped there.

On it.

What?

Raegan reminds me of my sister.

She's the kind of girl that just craves drama.

I can see that.

But... something did happen to her.

It would just help if she could remember anything.

Yes, it would, and she's had a night's sleep, and I'm gonna talk to her again.

- All right.
- And Rollins.

This interviewing technique actually helps people remember things.

♪ ♪

There's sand and gravel in these shoes.

Some in the bed too.

Amanda. Ice matcha latte.

Amanda.

Hey. Uh, excuse me.

- That's oat milk, right?
- Yeah.

Hey, this doesn't look like oat milk.

All right, well, I made it myself.

Can you taste it?

- I can't just taste it.
- You can't?

Oh, you don't know how?
Come here, come here.

Listen, you just put your lips around the straw, and then... and then you suck it.

That's how you taste it.

Can you do it?

♪ ♪

That is oat milk.

- Thank you, Julius.
- No problem.

My bad. Thanks.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR] _

[GLASS SHATTERS]

Good luck.

[DOOR CLICKS SHUT]

Raegan?

Raegan?

Thank God you're here. He hit me.

Richard?

[LAUGHS]

You should see your face.

No.

He didn't hit me, but he obviously doesn't believe me.

Okay, Raegan, can we... can we talk?

Richard didn't hit me.
He's never even yelled at me.

I know he's mad. I wish he would yell.

I deserve it.

I cheated on him.

- Okay.
- But... you don't want to talk about this.

We can talk about whatever you want to talk about.

I had to pee.

I had to go so bad.

I begged them to let me up.

Please. Just to use the bathroom.

They just laughed.

[LAUGHTER]

They were raping me.

And...

I was worried about messing their bed.

♪ ♪

Okay, so this girl claims she doesn't remember changing her route to Sheepshead Bay?

Well, her memories are coming back in pieces, but we don't have the whole puzzle.

There's no evidence that she was ever in the bar, nothing on her phone indicates that she was meeting someone, and the cell got turned off at : a.m.

We found grit in her shoes and bed, all consistent with the marinas in the area.

Okay, so working theory is she was assaulted by the passenger or the driver?

Or both.

There were two semen samples, and her narrative is "they," "them."

So they r*ped her under a boardwalk?

Well, she remembers being in a bed.

It could've been a boat.
Clemente's is right by a marina.

- You did a canvass?
- The waterfront's dead after midnight.

Okay, so what do you need?

Credit cards, cell records, anything that will put Nick or Julius at that location after : when they both swear that they weren't there.

Captain, we got a hit from a m*llitary database on the DNA from one of the semen samples.

Nick or Julius?

Neither, it's...

It's some guy named Dennis Callahan.

Yeah, that's Dennis. My old boss.

I like your hair that way.

So, Raegan, can you help me understand why the lab found traces of Dennis' semen, from the oral swab in your Invisalign?

I couldn't tell you.

I didn't want Richard to find out.

Okay, well, you need to tell me now.

I gave Dennis a quick blowie that afternoon.

We were in Barney's,

I was helping him pick out something for his wife, the dressing room was right there.

You don't believe me, ask him.

I believe you.

But, Raegan, going forward...

I need you to tell me everything.

Do you understand?

Everything.

Please don't tell Richard.

Well, that's... that's not my place.

Tell me about your parents.

And your sister?

♪ ♪

Is that what this is about?

You're mad because I changed a few details?

I exaggerate sometimes. So what?

Life is boring, and my version is a lot more interesting.

I don't need this.

Raegan. Hold on.

- I thought I could trust you.
- Okay, Raegan...

You betrayed me!

I was r*ped. Screw you.

♪ ♪

- I don't want to talk to you.
- I gathered that.

You haven't returned any of my calls.

You're a real Angela Lansbury.

Raegan.

What do you want?

I want...us to start over.

I know that you were r*ped.

- How do you know?
- I just know.

Look...

Can we... can we try something?

Your memory is coming back in pieces, and that's normal.

But I think that... that you'll remember more details if we retrace your route.

If I don't want to?

Then we don't. And it stops here.

But I think that this is your best chance... and mine... to figure out what happened to you.

So how long does this take?

My captain wants me to do the training, but I'm right in the middle of a case.

Uh, that's not really how it works.

Oh, right, I'm...

I'm very interested in how this works.

I've read a lot about trauma-informed questioning.

That's great, but this is about experiencing it for yourself.

You want me to pretend to be a victim?

Actually, I'm going to ask you to think of some past trauma, some moment where you had control taken from you.

Like giving birth?

[LAUGHS] That could work.

Or a car accident.

Or something when you were young.

It's up to you.

Sure. Um... uh, sure.

Yeah, I mean, I have one, um...

It's okay if I'm over it?

Of course.

I was feeling invincible.

Like I could do anything.

I-I could see my friends.

Their lips were moving, but I couldn't hear what they were saying.

It was silent.

Okay, tell me about silent.

I tuned everything out.

Focused on my phone.

The driver's little picture.

Besnick.

Weird name.

I...

I-I got into the car.

I didn't hesitate.

Shouldn't I have had a premonition or something?

Not always.

And even when people do, they don't act on it.

They get into the elevator.
They stay in the car.

You're doing great.

[MELANCHOLY MUSIC]

I smelled the Jack Daniel's on his breath.

He was drunk.

I laid down on the bed like he asked me to.

Tell me more about that.

♪ ♪

I tried... to just lay there.

I was listening to the TV in the next room.

"The Price Is Right."

♪ ♪

Then he got... he got rough with me.

You know, I told him... to slow down.

Then he... he hit me.

Banged my head against the headboard.

I mean, I was... I was bleeding.

- You were bleeding?
- Yeah.

♪ ♪

We were here.

I know it.

- That smell.
- What smell?

From the fryers.

Sour in my mouth.

I kept thinking, "Where are my shoes?"

So you were barefoot?

Yeah.

Gravel.

Stuff under my feet.

It hurt.

- He started dragging me.
- He?

A big man.

Uh, he was older.

Then the smell changed.

The ocean.

Low tide. I was here.

I know I was here.

I heard the g*nsh*t, and I knew what it was.

And I saw my mom fall.

I tried to get to her, but I was a kid.

They wouldn't let me get to her.

Tell me more.

♪ ♪

I just wanted her to get up.

That's all I wanted. I just wanted her to get up.

Okay.

I see what you did there.

You help the vic go back there, and you just stay out of the way.

- Am I right?
- That's right.

Sometimes this can bring up feelings you may not want to have.

It's okay.

I know they're still there.

I think I was here.

Okay.

Just anything that comes to you.

They were laughing, singing.

You remember what they were singing?

They were making fun of me.

Calling me uptight.

Uptight girl.

Uptown girl?

♪ ♪

- No!
- [MAN SPEAKING FAINTLY]

Oh, God.

This is it.

I can't go in there.

- Raegan, Raegan...
- Please don't make me.

- It's okay.
- Don't make me.

It's okay, honey. Honey, it's okay.

- Don't make me.
- It's okay.

Hey, Raegan.

Honey, you don't have to.

I just...

I just want this not to have happened.

I know, I know, I know.

We're done, we're done. We're done now.

I know.

We're done, and you did great.

You did great.

The nine-nine called, and they just picked up the owner of the boat, Anthony Marino.

He lives in Brooklyn.
They're bringing him in now.

Turns out Julius the passenger used to work at Marino's restaurant.

Phone record shows Julius calling Marino from the car.

We've also got Marino at Clemente's on security cams with an unidentified dark-haired man.

Now, Raegan remembered an older man.

This may be a fourth r*pist.

So this guy Julius gets into a car with a drunk girl, and he and the driver have two friends that they can call at : in the morning for a g*ng r*pe.

What kind of animals are these guys?

Lowlifes know lowlifes.

- Have Nick or Julius invoked yet?
- Not yet.

Okay, so we work these scumbags until they confess.

Nobody walks out of here tonight.

Hmm. Anthony Marino.

Yeah, I don't know anybody by that name.

Wrong answer.

You called him at : that morning.

- Misdial.
- For four minutes?

Last chance, Julius.

Hey, have you ever heard of a butt dial?

You wrote this on your IG.

Now, either you're stupid or you think I'm stupid.

Okay, yeah. I used to work for the guy.

But that doesn't mean that I met him on his boat for a g*ng bang.

So what do you mean?
You just set it up?

I want a lawyer.

I dropped her at Clemente's.
I went home.

- Stop it.
- I-I...

I said stop it!

We have CSU techs going over every inch of that boat.

We're gonna put her there.
We're gonna put you there.

- I drove home.
- I don't believe you.

You want to know why?

'Cause you turned off your cell at : .

You didn't want anybody to track you?

I was trying to save the battery.

You know what I'm noticing?

Nick, you're getting really stressed out.

Worried about keeping track of your lies?

- No.
- No?

I mean, yes.

Yes. I-I mean, yes.

Yeah, I thought so.

The victim remembers your boat, Anthony.

I don't know nothing about that.

Not according to the driver.

Look who else is here.

Your friend Julius.

He sold you out.

His lawyer's on his way here to cut him a deal.

Look, I don't know what those guys are saying, but swear to God, Julius called to borrow my boat.

I figured he was hooking up with somebody.

If I'd known it was this...

I got a daughter, I'm going through a divorce.

- I'm on the straight-and-narrow, man.
- That's good.

The victim remembers a big, older man.

Now, that is you, right?

Tell us how to find this guy.

I don't remember his face.

I'm sorry.

That's okay.

But the other guys, the driver, the passenger, they're under arrest?

Well, they're being interrogated now.

What are they saying?

Well, they're lying, but... but we're gonna sort that out.

The older man.

I-I can't remember his face, but I can...

I-I can remember him holding me down.

Holding you down?

What did your body feel like?

My arms were above my head.

He had me pinned down.

[GROANS]

H-he had a... he had a tattoo on his arm.

It was a flag.

Uh, the face was all black with a white bandana around the eyes.

That is very helpful.

Frank Corso?

Yeah, what's this about?

Can you go ahead and step outside?

You may not want your wife to hear this.

- So?
- So you're under arrest.

I'll go, but don't cuff me in front of everybody.

Turn around.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be held against you in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

Can't afford one, one will be appointed to you.

Yes.

That's it, what is it?

It's a Corsican flag.

He was the one.

- Did he admit it?
- Not yet.

- And the others?
- They're... they all have different stories.

Like what? I'm crazy and I wanted it?

Raegan, let's not get ahead of ourselves.

You're not going to tell them about me and my old boss, are you?

Raegan, if this goes to trial, then everything in your r*pe kit goes to discovery.

They're going to get away with this.

Promise me they won't.

I can't promise you that.

Captain.

♪ ♪

We got Corso's DNA on the r*pe kit, and DNA puts all four of them on the boat.

What's Corso saying?

Nothing new. The girl was wild.

She couldn't get enough of him.

Of course.

And what about Anthony?

Still claiming he was never there.

Also, his DNA is not in the r*pe kit.

Okay, and where are we with the driver and the passenger?

Nowhere, they both lawyered up, and they're digging into Raegan's past.

Liv, how do you think

she's gonna hold up on the stand?

I don't know.

I wanted all four of these guys to go, but maybe we gotta cut one of them a deal.

On a g*ng r*pe?

Carisi, I can't tell Raegan that.

As much as I hate to say it, I think Carisi's right.

It's better to get three than none.

Yeah, and Anthony Marino is in the middle of a custody battle.

He's got the most to lose.

♪ ♪

Okay.

Mr. Marino.

- Are you ready to talk?
- I am.

One word for you.

Lawyer.

♪ ♪

We're listening, Counselor.

Your client took a call from one of the perps.

He then called Frank Corso, who met him at Clemente's.

His DNA is all over the crime scene.

Ah, no.

You mean all over his boat.

Not the r*pe kit.

That's why we're sitting here.

You want him to cooperate, he walks.

Not on this, he doesn't.

This girl remembers more every day, and now she places him on the boat.

- That girl's a bagful of crazy.
- Anthony.

How would you know that, Anthony?

Since you were... you were never on the boat.

Right?

All right, I was there.

But the minute I saw how messed up she was, I left.

I didn't want nothing to do with it.

You just... you left?

You didn't intervene?
You didn't call the police?

- Nothing?
- He's here now.

Good Samaritan.

You want him to testify against those other three g*ons,

- he walks.
- Uh-uh, he just placed himself on the boat.

And now we take him right back off again.

Look, you're new to this, Mr. Carisi.

The only thing that matters is what we decide right here, right now, in this room.

And if you want him to flip, he goes home to his family.

Either he was there, or he wasn't.

My client got a call from an old friend.

He loaned him his boat.

He had no idea what was going on, and if he had known, he would've called the cops.

That doesn't help my case.

He only realized what happened when he saw the mess on his boat.

He confronted his friend who told him about the g*ng r*pe in detail... which we will provide.

No, I'm not gonna have him lie on the stand.

Oh, you don't want this to go to trial.

That girl, she'll be a puddle when I get through with her.

So the owner of the boat, Mr. Marino, good family man, he told us, that he wasn't there for any of this, and that if he had been there, he would've stopped it.

What? It's his boat. He was there.

Well, his story is, he didn't r*pe her.

You and the other guys did.

He's lying. He tried.
He couldn't get it up.

Nick, hold on.

We tell you what happened...

I'll take it into consideration.

Look, this whole thing was my passenger's idea.

He calls the boat guy. They set it up.

Boat guy calls his friend. I didn't even r*pe the girl.

Okay, so maybe you just held her down, touched her.

- No!
- No, you didn't touch her at all?

You didn't at least cop a feel?

No, I put her shoes back on, made sure she had her purse and phone.

I drove her home.

If I hadn't done that, who knows what would've happened to her?

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You know what, Nick? I-I believe you.

I do, you're the, uh, the good guy here.

I'm just gonna... just gonna need you to write out a statement.

Okay? Everything that you just said.

Okay.

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Boat owner turned first, and then the driver turned on the boat owner and the passenger.

So this isn't going to trial.

Everybody's gonna take a plea.

Okay. Is that supposed to make me feel better?

Raegan, this is going to take time.

How many times have you told that to someone?

Too many.

Raegan, it's not gonna be easy.

But you survived the as*ault.

And you're going to survive this.

You've said that before too,

- haven't you?
- I have.

Because it's true.

How do you know?

Because I did.

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So if you ever want or need to talk...

I'm here.

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I know.

It's gonna be okay.

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