The investigation of an impregnated 12-year-old girl leads to a religious cult led by a con-artist.
Melanie Cramer, a 12-year-old pregnant girl who is weeks if not days away from going into labor, is reported to the Special Victims Unit by the hospital she is staying in, and Detective Benson is called in to interview the girl, who claims to have a husband. Upon investigating the home of her alleged husband, she and the rest of the NYPD find that he is the leader of a Branch Davidian-type religious cult called the Church of Wisdom and Sight. The leader later turns out to be a career con-artist named Eugene Hoff, who is using her pregnancy to inherit a vast fortune from her mother, one of his mostly female followers.
Episode summary
Benson: You know, if you want, I can also try to find the father of your baby. Can you tell me his name? Melanie Cramer: Abraham. Benson: And who's Abraham? Melanie Cramer: He's my husband. Cragen: CSU found an old tunnel under the house leading to a vacant building on the next block. So far, that's where the trail ends. Abraham Ophion has no known criminal record, though it is likely a fake name. We do know eight years ago he tried to obtain tax exempt status for his group, the Church of Wisdom and Sight. That, along with the way they lived and the events surrounding their deaths, indicate we may be dealing with a cult. Other members may have escaped through the tunnel. Our priority now is to find them and to identify the victims. In addition, I want to make sure you're all taking care of yourselves. The department is providing psych support and you're all to sit down and talk to one of these people sooner rather than later. It is not optional. Dr. Huang: What's the first thing you remember seeing after entering the building? Stabler: Dead bodies. Dr. Huang: Can you be more specific? Stabler: A bunch of dead bodies. Dr. Huang: Well, what do you want to talk about? Munch: Well, it doesn't really matter. We could all talk till we're blue in the face. It's not gonna change the fact that the human race is ever-evolving and will always come up with elaborate, repulsive, and depraved ways to kill each other. Dr. Huang: And that's what really bothers you, isn't it? That you can still feel disgusted. Cragen: Elliot, can you step in here?
[Stabler goes into Cragen's office]
I'm referring you to psych services. Stabler: I just talked to them. Cragen: We've determined you require something ongoing. Stabler: [to Dr. Huang] What do you want me to do? You want me to cry? Is that it? Dr. Huang: If you won't take care of yourself, then you have to allow us. Stabler: If you stayed out of my head and let me do my job, there wouldn't be a problem! Cragen: You're out sick until psych says you can return. It's a week, at most. Take it. And you don't need to be carrying a gun around right now.
[Stabler places his gun on Cragen's desk and leaves] Melanie: [to Olivia] I'm not talking to you. Benson: Melanie, I know that you think that I want to hurt you and your family, but that is not true. Melanie: Just go away. Benson: Your mother was asking about a little boy. Is that your little brother? Is that Samuel? [Melanie holds her magazine close to her, but Olivia pushes the magazine away] Melanie, do you know what happened the night that you came to the hospital? Melanie: I'm not listening. Benson: Something terrible. Abraham is a liar. He killed your little brother. He killed your friends. He might kill your mom. Now, I can protect her, but I need you to tell me where she is. Melanie: Mom said Abraham was taking them to a safe place. Munch: [tries to talk to one of Eugene's followers] I'm gonna try this one more time. May I have your name, please, as well as any aliases? [the woman is silent and stares straight ahead] I hereby christen you "Jane Doe #3." Dr. Warner: All of the victims have the same father except the shooter. Munch: Abraham, father of many. Had children with his own children. Now we know why. Warner: Why what? Munch: Abraham's nothing more than an incestuous pedophile. You kill the victims, nobody can testify against you. Warner: There's still one victim left: the 12-year-old in the hospital who's having his baby. Benson: Sarah was Abraham's wife in the Bible, right? From what I recall, Sarah whored out her servant to her husband so that he could have a child. Is that why you let Abraham have sex with your daughter? Of course, your Abraham is different because he likes to have children with his own children. Sarah/Cindy: Melanie is not his daughter. Cragen: And we're supposed to believe you now because you've been so forthcoming? Sarah/Cindy: Her father abandoned us when she was a baby. Abraham took care of us. Benson: Abraham raped your daughter. Sarah/Cindy: I don't expect you to understand. Benson: Don't try to tell me for a minute that you believe this is right because I know you don't. You took Melanie to the hospital. You called us to see if Abraham had murdered your son. Sarah/Cindy: No, no. Benson: Your son was shot along with all these other children. Those women out there might be brainwashed, but you're not. You know exactly what he is: a murderer and a child rapist. Sarah/Cindy: That's not true! Benson: You knew who he was and you let this happen! You let all those children die! Sarah/Cindy: It was God's will! Benson: No, Sarah! It was your will! You can blame God, and you can blame Abraham, but we all know the truth! You did this! You sat there, and you watched as a man raped one of your children and then murdered the other! You might has well have killed him YOURSELF!! Cragen: Olivia! Benson: [calmly] He has one of your children and he has your unborn grandchild. Sarah/Cindy: This is a test. I won't be tempted. [Benson leaves the room in disgust] Reggie: Oh my God. Munch: God's not gonna help you, Reg. He doesn't like fraud committed in His name. Reggie: I want a lawyer. Benson: Oh, you're gonna need one. You're screwed. Munch: [talking Reggie through a sting with Abraham] Take a few deep breaths, relax, and just pretend you're embezzling thousands of dollars like it's any other day. Benson: Tell me where Melanie is. Eugene: How can you stand it? How can you invite this depravity into your mind, your body, your soul? It will kill you. Every horror, every torment afflicts your body. Like a cancer. It's devouring you, and you can't see it. Open your eyes. Benson: You know, I just thought that you were just another con artist. Seeking out people who were starved for anything that would give them meaning in their life. They're easy marks. You talk about God, the apocalypse and they give you all their money. But you are much more pathetic than that. You actually believe your own hype. You've conned yourself. [Olivia tosses a wallet on the table in front of Cindy] Benson: Do you recognize that? Cindy? Felicia Chatham: Her name is Sarah, Detective. Get your cases straight. Benson: Belonged to John, your husband. The one that you said abandoned you 10 years ago. [Cindy picks up the wallet and looks at it] This is what's left of him. He was shot in the back of the head and buried in the wall in the house where you lived. Chatham: Are you accusing my client of murder? Benson: No. Just of being stupid. And gullible. You know, it's interesting how Abraham only surrounds himself with women and girls. There's no men anywhere. I wonder if he didn't like the competition. Cindy Cramer: [teary-eyed; shakes her head] No. Benson: No? He killed your husband. The father of your child. What exactly does he have to do for you to stop defending him? Cindy Cramer: Abraham told me that John fell in love with another woman and I believe him. Benson: [holds an evidence bag that has John's wedding ring in front of Cindy] He was wearing it when he died. [throws the bag onto the table; Cindy picks it up and starts to cry] Chatham: What do you want from her? Benson: Abraham was last seen at Grand Central Station. He's going to wherever he's keeping Melanie. Now, she's gonna have her baby, he's gonna get his hands on her trust fund and then your daughter is dead. Where are they? Chatham: What are you offering? Benson: A chance to do the right thing for Melanie. Something you've never done her entire life. Chatham: That's not good enough. Cindy Cramer: [as she still clutches her husband's wedding ring] Up north. This warehouse. Eugene: All these men have come to kill me! Benson: Shut your mouth, Eugene! Eugene: Why?! Because they know! They know that I am greater than man! I am greater than God! And they're afraid of what I can do!
[a gunshot is heard and Eugene hits the ground dead; Melanie is holding the gun and she starts sobbing; Benson rushes over, takes the gun away, and comforts her] Benson: Melanie, it's okay. It's okay, honey. It's okay. Put it down. It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. Melanie: That was a lie. Benson: What was? Melanie: He said he was greater than God, but nobody is.
Special Victims Unit
Squad Room
Wednesday, October 27
Apartment of
Carl and Simone Buchman
Queens, New York
Wednesday, October 27
New York Savings Bank
609 West 112th Street
Thursday, October 28
Church of
Wisdom and Sight
104 West 120th Street
Friday, October 29