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Yeah!

Better wipe that
look off your face

Or I'll grind it to hamburger.

Stick it in your eye!

Who says you can't get
blood from a stone?

Bigger question: Is it human?

Unfortunately,
the answer is yes.

Well, what we got here is a
good old-fashioned brooklyn

Labor dispute.

Union guys are
pissed at the scabs.

There's been ten arrests

At this construction site
since the strike broke out.

I wonder if this concrete burial

Has something to do with that.

Let's take a closer
look to find out.

There's definitely someone
buried under this concrete, mac.

Judging from the radar image,
it looks like our vic

Was laid lengthwise
under this slab.

Also looks like his arms

Are in a defensive position.

This wasn't just a body dump.

Our vic was buried alive.

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¶ I fight for my meals ¶

¶ I get my back into my living ¶

¶ yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. ¶

Thank you so much.

You got it.

I spoke with the site foreman.

The replacement workers
have been getting threats

From the strike guys for weeks.

Lost wages and benefits are
ample motive for murder.

We need to question
every employee

Connected to this strike.

Any leads on the concrete
burial? Foreman says

That he locked the
security gate when he left,

And when he came back
this morning, it was open.

The security chain

On the gate was busted

And there are tire treads

Coming into the site
that don't match any

Of the construction vehicles.

Pull footage from
traffic cameras

And nearby businesses.

Might help narrow
down your analysis

Of the tread pattern,

Get us to a make and
model of a vehicle

Sooner rather than later.

A man takes a big risk
crossing a picket line.

And this concrete tomb
just might be a message.

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Cases like this bring the
term "john doe" full circle.

It was first used as
a legal placeholder

During property disputes.

Seeing this,
I can't help but wonder

Exactly what type of dispute
led to our john doe's demise.

Looks like he took a beating.

Well, there's bruising on
the left side of his face,

His eyes are bruised,

A burn mark on his skin.

The official c.O.D.
Looks like asphyxia,

Judging from the petechial
hemorrhaging in the eyes

And the fact that
our vic's airways

Were blocked with concrete.

Getting close to an I.D.? Well,

We're hoping to get prints as
soon as we can clear a hand.

According to the
ultrasound images,

Our vic is approximately
six-foot-two

And about 200 pounds.

I've given that much
to missing persons.

Good.

Let's also compare it
to the employee records

From the construction site.

Someone out there
knows who he is.

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What do you got for me, linds?

Well, it's true what they say.

A chain is only as strong

As its weakest link.

In this case...

2,300 pounds of pressure per
square inch, which means

That we are looking for
a vehicle with at least

350 horsepower.

So our perp couldn't have
been driving anything

Smaller than an suv.

Here's the weird thing:
The tire treads I found--

They were a match

To snakehead 245/55/r18.

That's a brand of tires that's
usually used on a sports coupe.

And a sports coupe doesn't have

Enough horsepower to
break through that gate.

Now, I also found...

...Traces of black paint

On the chain,
so I ran it through gc/Ms.

I found a variety of
pigments and polymers,

So you'd think car paint, right?

Except there's no
trace of a solvent.

Well, that sounds more
like powder coating.

It's commonly used on metal,
like push bars.

(engine revving, chains clanging
loudly, (engine revving, chains
clanging loudly,

So we're looking for a
larger vehicle, any color,

With a black push bar.

Doesn't narrow it down much.
No, and the surveillance cameras

Were no help.

None of them had a clear angle

On the entrance gate.
Here's where we stand.

We have evidence for
a larger vehicle

And a small sports coupe.

The sports coupe
could have driven in

Behind the larger vehicle,
covering its tracks.

Which would mean we're
looking for two vehicles.

And possibly two perps.

Hey, what's up?

It's christmastime
in hollis, queens.

I'm serious.

The trace found under
our vic's fingernails...

...Is christmastime
in hollis, queens,

Also known as a blend
between marijuana

And salvia divinorum.

Salvia divinorum?

It's an organic
enhancer for marijuana.

It's kind of like a coffee
sweetener but for weed.

So we have a john doe
buried in concrete

With hyped-up marijuana
under his fingernails.

At least tell me we got
a hit on his prints.

No can do. I ran it
through afis and got nada.

also, none of the workers

Associated with the
construction site

Have been reported missing.
However,

I did get a match

On the marijuana blend.

I ran it through the interagency

Spectral library search

And I got a match

On a dea sample

From a sky high treatment
center in jersey.

Okay, now,
several of the patients

Consistently bought
both marijuana

And salvia,
but one in particular fits

The description of our john doe-
colby jenkins.

Put this in your
pipe and smoke it.

I got an address.

What up?

Nypd!

Open the door!

Police! Open up!

All clear.

Nobody's home.

Yeah, but by the looks of it,
we're not the first visitors.

No, we're not.

Maybe this is where
our perps jumped him.

Jumped who?

Who the hell are you?

Me?

Oh, no, I'm sorry,

The, uh, guy behind you there.

Yeah,

You!

Yeah, I'm clean colby jenkins.

And this is my humble abode.

I-I just stepped out

To get some toilet paper.

And, uh, where is
the toilet paper?

Oh, damn it. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Stay right there, cheech.

We need to talk to you.

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What are you doing? Oh,
don't worry.

I got plenty for you guys.

We're not worried.

Put it away.

But it's all legal
because of my illness.

What illness? Brain cancer.

That's what it says
on my medical card.

All right, look,

If you're colby jenkins...

Who's that?

Because we found
your particular meds

Under his nails.

Whoa, yo, sometimes I go out

At night, I run into
people looking to party.

They want to dip into
that prescription.

Hey, buddy.

That man was murdered. Okay?

If you know who he is,

You need to tell us.

I th... I think I
recognize this guy.

You remember his name?

Do you remember the
last time you saw him?

No, I don't.

But I remember
watching tv with him.

I think the muppet babies
is hilarious.

Muppet babies?

I gotta get my cartoon fix.

But, uh, the gladiator-
he-he wasn't into it.

The gladiator? Yeah.

That's what they call him.
I think.

Right.

So what are we
talking about here?

Something you have
to see to believe.

A gladiator.

Time of death

Was just over 48 hours ago.

What happened before
that makes me curious.

I lifted a bone fragment

From our john doe that
doesn't belong to him.

Adam's working to identify it.

Also, although our
vic was buried alive,

Based on a ct scan,

There was cerebral
hemorrhaging as well.

Bleeding of the brain.

Most likely a result
of the beating he took.

These don't look like the hands

Of someone used to
taking a beating.

More like someone used
to giving them out.

Indeed.

There's fresh
bruising on the skin,

Indicating that our
vic defended himself.

Also, I found calcium deposits
around the fifth metacarpals,

Indicative of
multiple fractures.

A common injury for boxers.

There's something familiar
about this gladiator.

There used to be
an amateur fighter

Who entered the ring
dressed in armor

Very similar to our vic.

Joe "the gladiator" carthage.

A three time amateur
fighting federation champion.

And you believe
this might be him?

I'm not sure.

Last I heard,
he retired from boxing.

Well, he definitely
wasn't in fighting shape

Leading up to his death.

Aside from marijuana use,

The tox report indicates
a high level of alcohol

In his system.

Not exactly the
breakfast of champions.

So why was he
dressed for a fight?

Rabbit, you're blessed.

You're blessed with
god-given talents.

Yours just happen to be beating
the crap out of people.

Now use it!

Use the jab!

Long distance, one, two.

Don't quit.

Keep it up. Come on,
rabbit, use 'em, use 'em.

Stay on your toes.
Come on, rabbit!

Telly gines?

Yeah, that's me.

I need to talk to you
about joe carthage.

Yeah, that's joe.

I saw him just last week.

I trained him his whole career.

I was the only family he had.

When we found him, he had drugs
and alcohol in his system.

Well, boxing caused
him a lot of pain.

Everybody's got
their own medicine.

You should have seen him

A few years ago at
madison square garden.

I worked the corner
for the gladiator

When he fought for
an amateur title.

I did see that fight.

One of the bravest
fights you'll ever see.

He went the distance and he won.

Joe always fought
with all his heart.

And it cost him.

Right after that,
he slipped into a coma.

Eventually he came out of it,

But they told him he'd
never fight again.

Did he mention any plans

For a comeback? No way.

The doctor diagnosed him

With grade iii brain contusions.

A single blow to his head

Could have killed him.

Did he have any enemies?

No, everybody respected
the hell out of him.

Do you know where he lived?
Where he worked?

Well, he lived wherever
he could find a bed.

As for where he worked--

He was catching
shifts as a barkeep

At dirty drew's bar.

Personally, I... I like
to remember him like this.

Oh, hey, stella.

We tested the bone
fragments that sid found.

Not only does it not
belong to our vic,

It's not even human. Really?

Yeah, we're still working on it.

Hawkes is processing
trace from the armor,

And sid gave me joe
carthage's medical history.

How does a guy who's
not supposed to fight

End up in the fight of his life?
Time to find out.

I can't believe joe's dead.

Is there anything you
can tell me about him?

He just did a shift
the other night.

His official title might
have been bouncer,

But in reality,
he did a lot of things.

Take it easy. Sorry, man.

Joe was charming.

He was a good worker.

And in a place where
everybody complains,

He was the only one who didn't.

He just did his job.

Even when things got dicey.

What do you mean?

The other night he got into
it with a couple of patrons.

I ain't joking.
Come on, seriously. Come here.

Hey, beautiful, why don't
you come take a break.

No, thanks. Can I order
you anything else?

I thought this bar
had good service.

That's a smooth way
to get her attention.

He's just trying to be nice.

Why don't you just
leave her alone.

Don't you ever touch me.
I will kill you.

Don't you mess with me!

Yeah, get it, son.
I'll drink to that, yeah. Yeah.

For a second,
I was actually pissed at him

For getting himself involved,

But I couldn't stay mad at him.

Joe stood up for me,

When no one else did.

Alex contoursi.

You and your brother, Rick,
were kicked out of a bar

The other night yelling death
threats at joe carthage.

My brother and I
yell a lot of things.

Maybe people should
mind their own business.

Super janitor should have
stuck to what he does best--

Mopping up beer.

The guy was a wiseass.

Not wise enough.

His ass is dead.

Yeah, I know your family résumé.

Your grandfather marco's in
prison on five counts of murder.

And you think we're living
up to the family name.

I take that as a compliment.

Is that why you wanted
to kill joe carthage?

To live up to the family name?

Unfortunately,
we know nothing about that.

Really?

Bar owner says you
and your brother

Waited outside at closing time.

Yeah, we were in that car.

A two-door camaro?

Yeah, so?

So the tires on that
car are the same brand

That left tread marks
at joe's burial site.

Let me tell you
what I'm thinking.

After joe embarrassed you,

You decided to
teach him a lesson.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You want to be a gladiator?

Tonight you die like one.

The gladiator?

That wasn't us.

You beat him down,

And then to add
insult to injury,

You went old school and
buried him in the concrete.

Whoa, whoa.

You seriously think we did this.

You got it wrong.

My brother and I--

We're not what you think we are.

With our last names,

We have to carry
ourselves a certain way.

But we didn't kill
anybody, okay?

Especially not a guy crazy
enough to wear gladiator gear.

You don't want to do this.
You really don't.

We never made a move, okay?

We just wanted a story
to tell our friends.

You know, keep our reputation.

Look, this won't be made

Public record, will it?

Hey, stell.

I know the contoursi
brothers may look the part,

But there's no way
they did this.

I went over their
camaro front and back,

Found nothing
linking to our vic.

Anything more on the tread
marks at the construction site?

I compared them to the
contoursi's tires.

They're the same brand but
different wear patterns.

Those tread marks were
made by a different car.

I've seen wise guys.

These clowns,
they're wannabes, okay?

They have no criminal record,
and to boot,

They're both on the
dean's list at hofstra.

Wow. All right,
we need to look at the trace,

And, hopefully,
get a lead on where

Joe carthage went after
he left that bar.

Yeah.

What do we got, doc?

Glass shards from
our vic's armor.

They're pieces of
brainy shades--

Windows that can be
tinted by remote control.

Gives you privacy,
saves energy and looks cool.

Huh. Brainy shades.

How did these pieces
end up on our vic?

Don't know about that,

But check this out.

I contacted the manufacturer.

This technology's not even

On the mass market yet.

But there are seven
businesses in the city

Listed as clients.

One of those businesses
dissolved and is now

A vacant office
space in midtown.

This is a good location
to commit murder.

Hey, doc, we got shards
missing from this window,

Same size as the pieces of glass
you pulled from the armor.

Signs of struggle here.

We've got blood.

Plenty of it.

Whatever happened here,

Our perps tried to
cover their tracks.

There's spackle everywhere.

And whatever it was, there was

An audience for it.
Why does an empty

Office space still
have security cameras?

And they're all pointing
in the same area.

Doc, do me a favor

And spray as much luminol
on this wall as possible.

Perfect.

All right, you ready?

There's your answer.
It's covered in blood.

What kind of audience
watches this?

And who was the main attraction?

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Mac, I got something
you need to see.

You're not going to believe this.
Honestly, whatever

They've got can't be
weirder than what I have.

Whoa, one at a time here.

Blood samples from
the office space

Match our victim.
That office space

Is our crime scene.

I also found blood
from other sources.

Could be the killers. Well, that

Backs up my find.
I found a partial print

In the wall spackle that doesn't

Match our vic.

Bone analysis here. The fragment

That they found inside
joe carthage is a match

To the bone fragment I
found in the office wall.

All right, but get this.

It's whale bone.

That is weird.

You win. Lindsay: Wait.

Not so fast.
I did a little research.

That circular pattern
I found on the wall?

It's a norse battle crest,

Typical on viking
warrior shields.

Whale bone was

A common material used
in viking helmets.

So what are we saying?
That there was

A viking in the room?

More than that.

A viking killed our gladiator.

It looks insane

But it's blood and
guts brawling.

It's an underground

Wrestling league where people
dress up as different personas

And then fight each other

In unusual locations.

Like, uh, mr.
Happy-face lumberjack

Versus the viking mauler
in a parking garage.

Or the gladiator

Versus the viking mauler
in an office space.

Explains why joe carthage
was dressed in armor.

Also explains the
fresh battle scars.

Yeah, it's all about spectacle.

The bloodier, the better.

They get ten million hits

On the internet
for these fights.

Which means big money
and big sponsors.

Except it's all for show.

Their weapons are hollowed out.

They're not supposed to actually
try and kill each other.

So our vic gets dressed up
in his old gladiator armor,

Leaves his job at the bar
and heads to an empty

Office space for some
blood and guts brawling?

Carthage knew the risks

Of getting hit in the head.
It doesn't add up

Why he'd take the
chance by fighting.

It's also hard to imagine

Building security not
noticing something like this.

Well, adam's checking
with the security footage

From the night that
carthage was killed.

He's also tracking
the output sources

For those ceiling cameras. Good.

Because someone saw everything
that happened in there.

Surveillance from the entrance
of the office building

Didn't show anything
out of the ordinary.

That means whoever
attended the fight,

Must've entered through
the service entrance.

There's no surveillance there.

The ceiling cameras
from inside the office

Traced back to an ip
address from this location.

The guy's name is al branson.
He's the promoter

Of blood and guts brawling.

mr. Branson, nypd!

Mr. Branson, I'm detective bonasera.
This is detective flack.

We'd like to ask you
a few questions.

About what?

The murder of joe carthage.

I don't know the viking mauler.

Thing is, I never meet
most of these fighters.

I don't talk to
them on the phone.

I don't see them.

I mean, I don't even
attend the fights.

So, how do you run
this operation?

Grass roots meets high-tech.

I arrange a location,

Then about hour before
each fight, I twitter,

Text or e-mail the
time and place.

Fans show up,
the fighters show up.

After that, it's all
about streaming video.

I mean, this is where I was
the night of the fight.

We need to see what you saw.

Fight's on the flash
drive right there.

I was going to post
it online today.

From what I saw, it looked good.

You know, both fighters,
they were alive at the end.

Unfortunately,
that's no longer the case.

And we are going to
need everything you used

To correspond with
those fighters.

It's all on my phone.

I'm sorry to hear about joe.

You know, he wasn't
like the other fighters.

What do you mean?

He didn't seem very
happy in his situation.

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In joe's case, I barely
had to organize anything.

He was just eager to fight.

Al branson,

You're under arrest

For the organization
of illegal fights.

Oh, come on, man!
This is how I make my living.

Yeah? Find a new line of work.

Let's go.

All right, all right,
that's enough.

It was a good fight.

It was a good fight, man.

It was a good fight.

Yeah!

Yeah!

Al branson just posted bail.

But his story checks out.

Carthage was alive at
the end of this fight.

But the effects of a
cerebral hemorrhage

Aren't always immediate.

Well, he may have fallen
unconscious later.

The killer must've panicked
and dumped his body.

All we need is a positive I.D.

On the viking mauler
and a dna match,

And we might have our killer.

This is joe's apartment.

Just make sure you lock the
door on the way out, all right?

¶ ¶

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Ring announcer: Ladies
and gentlemen,

In a stunning upset,

With the winning final
knockout,

Your new amateur fighting
federation champion,

Joe "the gladiator" carthage.

Our viking mauler's
name is erik overson.

34 years old.

Works a 9:00 to 5:00
at an insurance firm.

There's only a few
misdemeanors on his record.

Hmm.

No apparent connection

To joe carthage
before the fight.

It fits the story, though.

Overson does the
weekend warrior thing,

Fights our vic,
thinks he killed him

Panics by dumping the body.

There's also

No connection between overson
and the construction site.

That office space is in midtown.

Why drag a body

To a construction site
in brooklyn to dump it?

When I left joe,

He was alive.

Hey.

Good job tonight.

Should get a lot of
hits on the internet.

Thanks.

But I'm just glad to be back.

Right on, man. See ya.

I didn't kill him.

And I didn't dump his body.

Yet, we have evidence

That you attacked joe
with blows to the head.

That's felony assault.

How was I supposed to know
the guy had brain injuries?

You put yourself in a
reckless situation.

You knew there were
risks involved.

Not like this.

You know how many
times I've hit guys?

You know how many times
guys have hit me?

What was that guy
doing there anyway?

Hawkes. Hey, mac,

You said we needed a connection
to carthage's burial?

We got one.

The trace I found in
the concrete?

It's an amateur fighting
federation pendant.

Now, they're only given
to trainers of amateur

Boxing champions.

And this one has
initials inscribed.

"t.G."

Telly gines.

Yeah.

There's a reason
there's no connection

Between our viking mauler

And that concrete burial.

It's 'cause he didn't do it.

Mac,

Telly gines buried joe carthage.

I'm back for round two.

That's right.

Don't talk.

You're a busy man.

Trainer by day,
burying bodies at night.

You want to fill me
in on how that works?

I'm not sure I know what
you're talking about.

Now you're playing games,

And I'm really not in the mood.

Let's try another question.

How well do you know al branson?

Did you know he
recruited joe to fight?

Joe carthage.

The gladiator.

That's me.

I barely recognized you.

I mean, you trained under telly gines-
you might have been

The greatest fighter I ever saw.

I mean, you ever think about
giving it another shot?

Honestly?

Yeah.

But there's no way.

Oh, right because of the...
The brain injuries.

I heard about that.

But hey, you know, there's a lot
we don't know about the brain.

I mean, you've had a
lot of time to heal.

And that's where you came in.

How do you convince a
guy who can't fight

To do just that?

You give him a sanctioned

And trusted opinion.

You've got to talk to him.
I mean, you know how many

Sponsors I could draw on a
fight involving the gladiator?

You would get a
piece of the action

And you know how many
opportunities that would open up.

Joe can't take another hit.

What about that don't
you understand?

You haven't had a decent payday
since you were managing joe

And you're about lose this gym.

What about that don't
you understand?

We have his phone records.

Branson texted you seven times,
a few nights ago,

Right after he showed
up at the office.

Hey, man, what are
you still doing here?

It was a good fight,
but you've got to clear out,

So I can clean this stuff up.

Joe?

You hear me?

Joe, hey...

He discovered joe,

Unconscious from blows
to the head.

Probably figuring that there
was still a chance to save him,

He called you.

He's done.

There's nothing we can do.

Hey... We're both
in this together...

...So we both need
to clean this up.

So you went with al.

Took his body to the site.

And then dumped it in a pit.

You were joe's family.

You knew his situation

And you still exploited
it for your own good.

I ain't the one who
hit him on the head.

The viking had no prior

Knowledge of joe's
health conditions.

There's a defense there for him.

That was an accident.

This was murder.

Like a snake in the grass,

You took advantage of
joe's passion for fighting

Because of your
passion for money.

You convinced him
he was healthy,

And you led him to slaughter.

If you'd seen joe
in that barroom...

He was a champion,
reduced to nothing.

I gave him his dignity back.

For one brief moment
before joe died,

At least he lived again.

Except you don't
have the authority

To make those decisions.

And you're wrong
about something.

He fought his heart out.

He fought to the very end the
way he did in every fight.

He wasn't dead.

You buried him alive.

The brain injury joe suffered put
him in a coma-like state.

Joe was recovering

Until he drowned in
that cement.

And now for the main event!

With an amateur fighting
federation record of

21 wins and two losses.

The one, the only

Joe "the gladiator" carthage!

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