♪ C-notes, C-notes,gotta have cash ♪
♪ Drink the whole fifth downby the shot glass... ♪
(indistinct conversation)
(speaking French)
(speaking Italian)
Mira que fresca que tu eres
con esos zapatos tan lindos!
(speaking Hebrew)
(speaking Hindi)
Minamahal Kite.
Hey!
Ow!
(arguing in native languages)
Head er dit problem?!
(passengers screaming)
Vic's name is Amos Delaware.
Got it off his Native Americantribal ID.
Apparently, he was chiefof the Montiquan
Indian Nation.
Montiquans were one of the firsttribes to settle in Manhattan.
A real live native New Yorker.
Not anymore.
(speaking Hebrew)
The guy just bumpedinto us and then...
I saw him pull the gun out.
(speaking Italian)
(speaking Bulgarian)
Entonces estaba caminando...
(speaking Hindi)
(speaking Dutch)
(speaking French)
That's the sexiest thingI've ever heard.
Okay, guy why don't youexplain to me why you thought
it was a good idea to pull outa loaded gun on a crowded train.
(speaking Bulgarian)
Yeah, yeah, hang on.Do me a favor.
Tell it to that, would you?
(speaking Bulgarian)
One minute the man
was sitting there,the next he was dead.
Thanks.
Small caliber gunshotwound to the abdomen.
Not much bigger than a .25.
Yep, minimal blood loss,no exit wound.
Well, that's because the bullet
was definitely firedfrom the outside.
Come on, now.
A shooter out thereto hit a guy in here
on a moving train?
Lebron James couldn'thit that shot.
There's always that, uh,
last secondhalf-court shot
that somehow makes it in.
Question is:
Who fired it?
♪ Out here in the fields ♪
♪ I fight for my meals ♪
♪ I get my back into my living ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. ♪
Captioning sponsored by CBS, CSI NY PRODUCTIONS,
HAWKES: Okay, so this isthe Number Seven line
approaching Woodside, Queens,and according to the
Department of Transportation,the track stretches
a little less than halfa mile between that station
and the previous stop,which is 52nd and Lincoln.
And when you stack
what they're giving usfor rush hour train speed
against the witnessreports from the scene,
we can estimatethat the train
was travelingapproximately
32 miles an hourat 9:26.
All right, then.
We know the vic was seated
in the last carof a 10-car train.
Right, and based onthe position of his seat
and the bullet's impacton the safety glass at 5'11"
from the floor,it entered at roughly
a 70 degree angle.
HAWKES: Okay, soassuming Mac's right
about a .25 caliber bullet,
we can plug in astandard bullet speed
of 760 feet per second.
Trajectory angle of 70 degrees,
train velocity32 miles per hour,
track distance 2,640 feet
and time...
9:26 A.M.
And then all we have todo is run a simulation.
There, that's wherethe bullet hit the train.
All right, good to go!
Bang.
NYPD.
I'd like to speakwith you, ma'am.
(calling out)
Can we come in, please?
Step back from the door,please.
Did you hear any sortof gunfire this morning?
(speaking Korean)
GIRL: Sure he heard it.
He fired it.
Stop right there.
Don't move.
(speaking Korean)
No, I won't be quiet, Appa.
What happened?
Last night, my boyfriendspent the night.
So, this morning,my father tried to kill him.
You sleep with my daughterbefore marriage?!
Appa, Appa, stop it!
(speaking Korean)
I love him, Appa, stop!
Was your boyfriend hit?
No, thank God. Why?
Someone else was.
(indistinct screams)
Turn around, sir.
You're under arrest for thedeath of Amos Delaware.
(speaking Korean)
♪ The crowsbrought the message ♪
♪ To the children of the sun ♪
♪ For the returnof the buffalo ♪
♪ And for a better day to come ♪
♪ You can kill my body ♪
♪ You can damn my soul ♪
♪ For not believingin your god ♪
♪ And some world down below ♪
♪ But you don't stand a chance ♪
♪ Against my prayers ♪
♪ You don't stand a chance ♪
♪ Against my love ♪
♪ They outlawedthe Ghost Dance ♪
♪ But we shall live again ♪
♪ We shall live again ♪
♪ We used to dothe Ghost Dance ♪
♪ But we don't singthem kinda songs no more. ♪
Dr. Hawkes.
Tell Mac not to goto the D.A. just yet.
What do you mean he didn'tdie from a gunshot wound?
Well, here, see for yourself.
Ooh, that's sepsis.
SID: And my bloodwork confirms it.
Our victim was dyingfor several days
before he finally expiredfrom acute bacterial
infection on that train.
Hang on, you're telling me
that a bullet managed to hitthe one man on a speeding train
who wasI know.y dead?
Worse odds than Atlantic City.
Yeah, but he looks likehe was in awfully good shape
to die from natural causes--
bacterial or otherwise.
Well, as my Lithuaniangrandmother used to say,
"Kame rya sviesos, ten it seseliu esti."
"Where there is light,there must also be shadows."
Oh, she drove me nuts.
Anyway, I found severalsmall perforations
through the outer wallof his small intestine.
See these around the jejunum?
Definitely would'vecaused the sepsis.
Any external wounds?
Aside from these superficialsplinters I pulled
from a contusionon his thigh,
not a one.
Maybe he swallowed somethingwithout knowing it?
Well, if he did,his esophagus
certainly showsno sign of trauma.
And nothing turned up along his G.I. tract
Come on, Sid.
You gotta be blowing smoke here.
I wish I were.
But now that you mention it.
Check out his lung tissue.
It's rainbow colored.
Some kind of inhaledparticulate, I suppose.
And they both look the same.
Yeah, but that wouldn'thave caused his sepsis
any more than those splinters.
No.
But until I go digging throughthe depths of his septic bowels,
I'm afraid all I can tellyou is that, in my own gut,
his death doesn't feelself-inflicted.
Is that your wayof asking for help?
Well, if there issomething in his body
too radiolucentfor an X ray to pick up
and you did decide to run
a high-res 3D-CT,
it would help save methe extra time and trouble
of poking through 30 feetof gastrointestinal tract.
I'll take that as a yes.
(mechanism beeping)
♪ ♪
I'm tracing the woundsalong his G.I. tract.
The wounds stop here.
You seeing what I'm seeing, Sid?
Uh... yeah.
Just below the descending colon.
Yeah, almost.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Okay.
Find anything?
Yeah.
But what the hell kindof murder weapon is this?
What do you thinkabout the name Louie?
I think he's goingto grow up to be a bookie.
How about Clemenza?
Influenza.
The kids on the playgroundwill call him a virus.
Ooh, easy.
Alfonse?
What'd you do, go throughthe cast list of Godfather II?
No, these are names ofpeople in my family.
(phone rings)
Messer.
All right.
Yeah, I'll be right there.
I got to go to the vic'shotel room with Stella.
Listen, you got plenty of timeon this name search.
I mean,the kid's not even here yet.
My mom and dadwaited six weeks
after I was born to name me.
Oh, they waited six weeksto name you Sheldon?
Yeah. What's wrong with that?
No, that's cool.
That's a great name.
I'll see you later, Sheldon.
♪ ♪
MAN: Such tragic news.
This was his room?
Indeed, it was.
MESSER:Whoa, whoa.
What are theydoing here, buddy?
Their jobs.
Is that a problem?
Yes, actually, it is.
Señora,
para, por favor,
el limpiar para ahora.
Uh, please, sir.
Don-Don't touch that.
But I have to packthis stuff up.
Mr. Connover isthe hotel's
information technologyconsultant.
The computer did not belongto Mr. Delaware.
All the same, we'd like youto leave everything
where it is right nowfor the time being, thank you.
Thank you, Mr. Connover,that will be all.
I'm sorry.
Are you telling me this room issome kind of crime scene?
We'll let youknow when we do.
Okay?Thank you.
All right, so we know ourlittle black mystery pick
is what killed him.
He died on a rush hour train.
This could bewhere he had his last meal.
Yeah, with all the trafficcoming through here
since then,let's hope we're not too late.
This looks like some kindof journal Amos was keeping.
Amos... Amos.
I like the name Amos.
I wonder if this writing isMontiquan.
Amos...Daniel...
Messer.
Danny, at some point,you might want
to consider thepossibility that you
and Lindsay could have a girl.
My mom had two boys,her mom had three boys.
I'm gonna have a boy.
(camera shutter clicks)
According to this,the Montiquans shared
a meal ofoysters
to settle disputes.
I mean, this stuff ishundreds of years old.
It should be protected,you know, and preserved.
(rustling)
Maybe that's what this was for.
Montiquan NationalCultural Center.
There are very fewtribal members still left.
From what I know,a few hundred years ago,
the Montiquans were athriving, peaceful people.
This look peaceful to you?
No, sure doesn't.
It just looks likeDelaware had some big plans
for his little tribe.
Yeah, and if that's true,
how come it all ended upin a wastebasket?
And what dispute were theytrying to solve with oysters?
Well, I hope you cansew this button back on.
I've had some practicewith stitches.
Meanwhile,I think I figured out
what this mystery pick isthat Sid pulled
from our vic's gut.
I ran it through GCMS
and it spiked for keratin,
but it isn't any kindof bone or antler
from a land-dwelling mammal.
According to DNA,it's baleen.
Baleen?
From a whale's mouth?
Yep, and if you ask me,
this is how it got from thereto our vic's intestines.
The baleen would have beentoo long and sharp
and difficult to swallowlike this, but...
if you couldsomehow
fold it overand tie it like this,
it'd be a lot easier to swallow.
Yeah, witha little In Worcestershirebe.
or cocktail sauce.
Now,ghs)
once it's taken a nice bath
in your gastric acids...
Ouch.
Instant bellyache.
Explainshow it might have ended up
passing through his GI tract.
It also confirms itwasn't an accident.
Somebody tied it upand fed it to him.
But the use and sale of baleenis strictly controlled
by the Marine MammalProtection Act,
so I looked for a list ofpossible sources in the city
and found one.
Agra Imports in Jackson Heights.
Hey, Mac.
I ran a Lexis/Nexis search
on the addressfrom those blueprints
that we found at Delaware's place.
Turns out he was involved
in a pretty heatedproperty dispute.
4024 Radford wasapparently on land
once owned by theMontiquan Tribal Nation.
Until it wasreclaimed
by the Bureau of IndianAffairs in the 1800s.
Right.
Only last year,Amos found a sympathetic judge
who agreed that the BIAhad broken a treaty.
He was willing to deed theland back to the Montiquans,
so this promptedthe previous owner
to file suit against the chiefand his entire tribe.
And who are they?
Agra Imports
in Jackson Heights.
That's the same placethat imports baleen.
Don Flack.
Just the guyI need to see.
♪ ♪
(whooping and laughter)
How you doing?
You the ownerof Agra Imports?
Third generation.
Leila Vara.How can I help you?
Maybe you can tell usabout your property dispute
with Amos Delaware andthe Montiquan Indian Nation.
That matter has been resolved.
I guess death has away of doing that.
I'm sorry?
We believe ChiefDelaware was murdered
and you might be able to tell ussomething about it.
Hai Bhagwaan.
I knew nothing about it.
You named himin a lawsuit
over the land seized from youby the state.
I did, indeed.
It may not seem like muchto you and that judge in Albany,
but that property was givento me by my grandfather.
He used to run thisvery business there.
But I am not animmigrant like he was.
I am an American citizenborn in this city
and I knDo they includets are.
gutting Amos Delawarewith a piece of baleen?
You import that,too, don't you?
In certain pieces ofceremonial art, yes.
I can assure you I no longer hadany grievance with Mr. Delaware.
That's not what the suit says.
No, you don't understand.
He gave the land back.
He came in here two days ago
and he saidthat he needed to talk.
You've got a lot ofnerve coming in here.
You going to tryand take this Wait, wait, wait.
Listen.
I made a mistake.
LEILA: He said that by gaining the land,
that his tribe had lost its integrity,
that he'd have an attorney draw up the papers
and he'd give it back.
He even apologized.
Check out his lung tissue.
HAWKES:It's rainbow colored.
And when he walked out the door,
I'm telling you,he seemed almost relieved.
All the same, we're goingto have to confiscate
every piece of baleen thatyou're selling in the store.
Look, you can takeeverything that you want,
but you're gonna haveto take my word along with it.
I was angry at a lot of people
over what happenedto my family's property,
but I believe deeply in karma,
and somehow,I think that man did, too.
Think she's lying?
Well, he did die beforehe gave her the deed back,
but it's up to ourfriends back at the lab
to keep her motive alive.
What do you say?Want to head back?
Sure, but mind if we goa less colorful route this time?
(lively instrumentalmusic playing)
No problem.
Oh, heads up.Come here.
You've got some shmutzon yOh.
Hey!
(laughs)Yeah.
You, too.
NYPD blue.
Mac, you got a second?
What's up?
What do you thinkabout the name Kurt?
(sighs)
That's, uh...That's German origin.
Means courageous, I think.
Yeah.y?
Have you discussed
any of these nameswith Lindsay?
Yeah. I mean, no.
I mean, not yet.
I'm kind of justdoing my homework.
Me, too.
Right. Right.I'm sorry.
What are we lookingat, 4024 Radford?
Yeah. These are twoseparate satellite images.
One from a year ago.
And a second,six months old.
Tell me what the difference isbetween the two.
Hmm, fencinghas been added.
It's an air conditioningunit atop the building.
Service vehicle out front.
Clearly,
some activity hasbeen going on.
But otherwise, it'sjust another building
in a threesquare-mile area.
Wait, wait a second.
I've seen this land before.
Yeah.
This is a painting from
Delaware's place.
A few hundredyears ago,
this was the Montiquanancestral home.
Good catch.
So, what's it being used fornow?
I don't know, but Ithink we should take
a closer look.
TAYLOR:This is as closeas we're gonna get
without a federalwarrant.
It's hard to believe
the Montiquans usedto own half the waterfront,
and this is all they got left.
(camera shutter clicking)
Looks like brand newfiber optic connection.
Put in a callto the telecom company.
See if you can find outwhat they're feeding.
This ground may be sacred,
but it's also keeping secrets.
(rapid beeping)
Brushing up on your ABCs?
Uh, actually, I'm tryingto learn Chief Delaware's.
Outside of a few commonAmerican Indian characters,
this strange writing
in his journal iscompletely unique.
And if it'sMontiquan, I-I...
I'm thinking that he wasthe last person left
to actually speak it.
Some Native American populationshave gotten so fractured
that their languagesare actually endangered.
Yeah?
Well, I thinkthis one died with him.
There are a fewother words here
that are similar to othertribal equivalents.
(computer chirping)
"Uncertainty.Anger. Pain."
He was obviously upsetabout something.
And one word appearsover and over,
and I can't for the life of me
figure out what it means.
(computer chirping)
"Tehonzuk."
You're on your own there.
Thanks, Danny.
Come on. You're tryingto tell me something.
It's just lost in translation.
Sliotar. Caman.
Adam? ar...
What are youtalking about?
Uh, sorry.
Uh, this is a Sliotar,and this is a Caman.
And both are usedin the Gaelic game of hurling.
Ah. The playing fieldon the Montiquan property.
Mm.
Mac asked me to follow up on it.Then I analyzed the splinter
that Sid pulled from Chief Delaware's thigh.
Turns out to be ash wood.
But not just any ash wood--
Irish ash wood from Ireland.
So once I paired it to the shapeand size of his leg contusion,
I started thinking, you know,
it might have been causedby a caman like this.
Used by a cretin like this.
It's Finn Wexford, captainof the Queens Hurling Club
and proud recipientof an A-misdemeanor
for cruelty to animals.
What does this mean to us?
Well, apparently,Mr. Wexford didn't like
stray dogs leaving messeson his practice field,
so, like any good boyfrom the Old Country,
he stuffed nailsinside of hamburger meat
and took careof the problem.
But that was last year.
This year, he gothis practice field taken away
when the Montiquansreclaimed their land.
♪ ♪
(grunting)
(indistinct chatter)
(whistle blowing)
(indistinct,overlapping chatter)
(speaking Gaelic)
What do you think,you're
the only one whose grandpataught him a little Irish?
FLACK:Yeah.rrupting a game.
I'm surprised to see that.
Didn't the chiefof the Montiquan Nation tell you
that you neededto find a new practice field?
I think he got that messageloud He dand clear.ong.
Meaning?
He's dead.
Don't pretendlike you don't know.
Okay, look,
the guy alreadycame by here once
telling us we had tofind a new place to play.
Then he showsup again.
I tell himwe aren't going anywhere.
It gets heated.
My ancestors were herebefore you.
Well, perhaps you'd liketo join them then?
Look, I just cameto say you can stay.
Why should we believe you?
I really don't carewhat you believe, sissy.
Well, you damnwell better.
Because I believe
that you wanted to make surehe wouldn't change his mind,
and so you gave himthe stray dog treatment.
Am I right?What'd you do?
Take him out for lunch,and add a little extra kick
into his corned beefand cabbage?
What are you accusing me of?
What are you denying?
(scoffs, then groans)
Okay, now that you'veharassed an officer,
why don't we head backto our playing field downtown?
Sound good to you, Flack?
♪ ♪
The splinters are amatch to the caman,
and Wexford's printsare all over 'em.
But priors aside, we can'tconnect him in any way
to the baleen thatkilled Chief Delaware.
And none of the itemsthat Flack and Angell
(beeping) Leila Vara match
what Hawkes and Sid foundin Delaware's gut.
Hold on a second.This might help.
According to carbon dating,our murder weapon
is over 300 years old.
♪ ♪
(horns honking)
(computer trilling)
(trilling and beeping)
(beeping)
BONASERA:Gentlemen, I give youthe Wolfkiller.
Centuries ago,the Montiquans carved
and folded sharp stripsof baleen,
tied them up tightlywith catgut cord,
and tucked theminto chunks of raw meat.
Then they deftly scatteredtheir murder weapons
in the wilderness of Manhattan
to kill wolves,wild boar and bears.
Not to mention Indian Chiefs.
TAYLOR:Somebody obviously
blew the dust off this oneand put a new spin on it.
Let's geta list
from the Bureau of IndianAffairs of all living
members of theMontiquan Nation.
You think Chief Delawaremight have actually been killed
by one of his own?
Well, I can tell you this much.
Whoever took this weaponfrom his room
not only knewhow to use it,
but who they were using it on.
Sounds likea pretty painful betrayal.
BONASERA:Maybe the Montiquans weren't
such a peaceful tribe after all.
Hey, okay, according to the BIA,
there's a handfulof Montiquantribal members
still living in Oklahoma.
Aside from Chief Delaware,
there's only oneregistered member
in the New York City area.
That's a Liam Connover.
Mr. Connover is the hotel's
information technology consultant.
Connover?
That's the name of the I.T. guy.
The one that was tryingto take the computer
out of Chief Delaware's room.
So, what didn't hewant you to see?
Welcome to the real MontiquanNation Cultural Center.
An online gambling site?
That's what's going oninside our warehouse.
Poker Native.com.
And the telecomcompany confirmed
that high speedfiber optic lines
were installed at the warehouse.
And the industrial cooling unit
is consistent withwhat it would take
to maintain ideal temps
for server storage.
So, we did a littlepacket sniffing.
Packet sniffing?
What our littlebearded friend
from the Tech Republicis trying to say is
that we use a subpoena
to, uh, analyze thedata between the servers
and the network users.
It's basically likebugging a phone
except we digitally figured out
what was going oninside the warehouse
without actually going in.
According to this log in window,this site is currently hosting
884 games just likethis around the world.
I thought it was against the law
to run online gamblingoperations in the U.S.
MAC: It is, but someNative American tribes
have started taking advantageof their sovereign land status
to build sites like this
instead of expensive brickand mortar casinos.
Sounds like somegrey legal ground.
Yeah, not only that, but fromwhat we've learned about hi,
Chief Delaware was all about
preserving the integrityof his tribe.
It just doesn't seem like hewould front something like this.
HAWKES: But why not?
Even if runninga gambling operation
was hard for himto swallow at first,
in this day and age,
it can go a long way
to promoting prideand especially prosperity
for all kindsof Native Americans.
How's he able to bankrollsomething like this?
Well, according to the telecomcompany, he didn't.
A firm called LCV paid for it.
STELLA: Liam Connover Ventures.
Oh, we gotta find outwhere this guy is now.
I think he's right there.
TAYLOR:Adam, run an IP addresson this player,
LCV.
Then, tell me:Why in the world would he
fold on a full house...
unless he's cheating?
(beeping)
Okay, he's in there.
He's alone.
♪ ♪
(typing)
(electronics powering down)
Don, turn your light off.
TAYLOR:Danny, hold still.
TAYLOR:Don't move.
♪ ♪
TAYLOR:Psst.
(body blow, groan, thud)
Tehonzuk.
Cheater.
That's what it means,
doesn't it?
It's the best translationI can offer
for the combinationof "game" and "weasel".
Sounds about right to me.
You don't knowwhat you're talking about.
Then, why don't you educate us?
Just like Chief Delawaretried to do for you, Liam.
I didn't care about anyof that old-school crap.
All I know ishe asked me to set up
a gambling site.
As a meansto an end.
He just wantedto raise the funds
to renovate that warehouseinto a cultural center
Except you moved in
and got greedy.
TAYLOR: Then, Chief Delaware caught you
cheating dozens of people out of thousands of dollars.
In small increments,
it probably didn'tseem like much to you.
We might not have evencaught it ourselves
without our computerssearching every winning hand
of the past three months.
BONASERA:To Chief Delaware,that cost was immense,
so he confronted you.
Wanted to settle the disputethe way your ancestors had.
It's not right!
Relax, it's just a game.
To you, maybe.
Tehonzuk.
After all the timeI've spent with you,
have you learned nothingof our history?
I'll give the land back
before I allow this tribeto be disgraced.
Okay, you're right.
I'm sorry.
I'll cleanthis mess up.
I promise.
TAYLOR: Unfortunately for you,
sepsis takes a little whileto kill someone.
BONASERA:So, Chief Delawareused that time
to try to makethings right,
while your actions caused hima slow and painful death.
He was already ancient history.
Listen to me.
You didn't justbetray a good man.
You betrayedyour heritage.
I promise you... it will be
many years beforeyou ever find
the peace that your peopleonce knew.
Hey.
You callingit a night?
Yeah, I just wantto run a couple
of these filesover to the lab, first.
Why, you got something in mind?
As a matter of fact, I do.
(click, electronic tonerattling)
Passez a mon appartement plus tard et je vous montrerez
des relations internationales.
(electronic tone rattling)
DIGITIZED FEMALE VOICE:Stop by my place later,and I'll show you
the true meaningof international relations.
Ooh-la-la.
No, no, it's our pleasure.
Okay.
Oh, thank you so much.
Hey... just gotoff the phone
with a rep from the Museum
of the American Indianin Battery Park.
They're goingto take in all
of Chief Delaware'scollection.
So the Montiquan Nationlives on.
Yeah.
It's funny, you know.
We ride trains,share sidewalks, rub elbows
with so many different kindsof people in this town
from so many different places,
and sometimes,we don't notice a culture
until it's almost gone.
I guess, to bea true New Yorker,
you got to keep your eyes, heartand mind open at all times.
(chorus of laughterin the distance)
ROSS:No, come on.
YouWhat's so funny?man.
What's wrongwith Cosmo?
I mean, it's great, you know,if you're a superhero.
(laughter)
No, what you needis a tough TV cop name.
That's right.
How about Crockett?
What's wrongwith Tubbs?
TAYLOR:Hey, don't tell me
we're still playingthe name game.
FLACK:Yeah, we've gone
(phone ringing)nd Harry
to John, Paul,George and Ringo.
Why don't you throw Macinto the mix?
(laughing) Yeah, Mac.
(stops laughing)Yeah, it's a...
it's a great name.
I like your name.
MESSER:Nah, Mac's no good.
That was Lindsay.
She all right?
Yeah, she's fine.
And so is the baby girlin her belly.
Ooh!
FLACK:There you go.
Oh, man.gratulations.
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