Olivia had known something was up. When she entered her apartment, she had that feeling—the one where the creepy-crawlies made every hair stand on end—on her arms, on the back of her neck. Ignoring it would cost her dearly, and she would never forgive herself after this. She knew that, once her own gun was pointing towards her head, and that sick fuck Lewis was at the other end.
Elliot saw the denunciar on the news about the rapist set free in Manhattan, and he couldn't help thinking of her. She would be horrified right now—obsessing over the injustice...
One of my favourite things about SVU is the amazing dialogue the charcters have. Here is a selection from season 1.
Narrator: 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 a elite squad known as the Special Victims Unit. These are their stories.
(Cragen chews out Olivia for not arresting a woman who then committed suicide.) Don Cragen: You just used your Get Out of Jail Free card, Olivia. There’s only one in the pack.