[Paxton enters the interrogation room in the middle of an interview with Dalton]
Yeah. For him to admit he killed and raped Audrey Hale. [to Stabler and Benson] I got tired of watching you 2 play patty cake. Sorry.
Dalton
How can I admit something I don't remember? Look, I had a history of blackouts in my drinking days. One time, I woke up in a hotel room in Phoenix. I had no clue how I got there.
[mocks] "The liquor made me do it! My partner made me do it!"
Dalton
He did! He admitted it!
Please. It's not like he slipped you a Mickey. And he's not the one who killed Audrey. You are. You lured her to your place, found out what she did for a living, and then you killed her in a drunken rage.
Dalton
I'm not even anti-abortion!
Okay. So, her profession was just a fluke. Then why did you kill her?
Dalton
I don't know! I swear, I have no memory of what happened that night.
Fine. Maybe this will jog your memory.
[she shows Dalton a video with a recreation of the crime scene, with his image]
Dalton
That's me.
Dalton
You can't show that to a jury, can you?
No. Not with your likeness. But everything else. I made this one just for you.
[Dalton shuts the computer]
Dalton
I wanna talk to a lawyer.
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I warn you: What you are about to see is graphically violent. And forensic evidence proves that these are the indisputable actions of the defendant.
[she plays the video of the recreation of Dalton beating Dr. Hale to death; however, Dalton's face is photoshopped on it]
Objection! Move for a mistrial, your honor!
Dalton
No! She can't play that! She told me the jury couldn't see this one!
Bailiff, remove the jury!
Wrong one! [stops and ejects the disc] Your honor, I have no idea how this happened.
[at the behest of the judge, Benson enters the courtroom with a breathalyzer]
Where would you like me to administer the test, your honor? Right at the defense table?
Dalton
Guess again.
Unfortunately, the prosecution.
No. You can't be serious.
Could you please clear this up, Olivia? They're trying to ruin my reputation.
I have no desire to ruin your reputation, counselor. [to Benson] Detective, were you drinking with Miss Paxton last night?
I saw her consume two drinks.
So you did lie to me. How many drinks did you have after Detective Benson left?
I object to this line of questioning, your honor.
No. I can attest, as an officer of this court, that I am not intoxicated.
Sonya, your eyes are bloodshot and watery, your speech is slurred, and you stink of booze. Now, blow.
I thought you were my friend.
Don't do this to me, Olivia. Please don't do this to me.
You did this to yourself, Sonya. Now, blow.
[Paxton exhales steadily into the breathalyzer; Benson removes it]
Bring it up here. Let me see.
I saw it, your honor. It's .07. It's legally sober.
For the record, your blood level count is .082.
That's residual from last night. I'm fine, your honor. I am ready to proceed.
Counselor, you have a problem. I'm ordering you removed from this courtroom.
[Benson and Dalton exit the courthouse after Dalton's trial has ended in a mistrial and dismissal]
I hope you know that you're the luckiest man alive.
Dalton
Ya think? No matter how long I live, no matter what I do with the rest of my life, my obituary is already written: Dalton Rindell, the man who killed Audrey Hale.
It's still all about you.
Dalton
I've destroyed so many lives.
You finally owning up to it? You know, you can never serve time for this, no matter what you tell me. So, why don't you get it off your chest? Tell me.
Dalton
After seeing all the evidence, after watching that prosecutor falling down drunk, ruining her own career, it was like looking in the mirror. [shook up] I finally realize that I'd done it. I killed her.
Dalton
[sobs] I swear, I don't know. I swear to God! [inhales] I had no reason to hurt her. My doctor told me that in an alcohol blackout, maybe I might've known exactly what I was doing. But the memory never formed. And it never will. Maybe the stress from my business going under made me snap and I took it out on her. I don't know. How am I supposed to live with that?