Blue Bloods

Where do they all go, anyway?

Who?

People that live in these neighborhoods.

Money moves in, they move out.

The poor get pushed out, but murder gets to stay, huh?

Sounds about right.

What do we got?

We got a male, white.

Counted a dozen stab wounds.

I.D.?

No wallet, no cell phone, but I'm pretty sure

that's Brent Madison.

What? You're kidding.

Nope, the wife and I got into farm-to-table cooking 'cause of him.

Well, he was a chef on a reality cooking show

a couple of seasons back.

He won big.

He opened up a place in Tribeca, the LES.

Yeah, that's him all right.

No cash register to rob, no knife,

no footprints in the blood.

May be a hit.

I may have a suspect for you.

Last week, my partner and I responded to a call here.

Two males having a verbal altercation.

- Mm. - It was the victim

out on the sidewalk having a screaming match with Marty Dustin.

Well, it wouldn't be the first time.

Another celebrity chef I should know?

Brent was Marty's mentor on the show.

They almost strangled each other on live TV

during the season finale.

And Brent was holding a knife that night,

although he said it was 'cause Marty threatened him.

Hmm.

And you were too starstruck to give a damn.

I guess you could say that.

Bet you Marty wasn't.

No, and you hide me away like you're embarrassed of me.

- Ma'am, roll down the window? - Just hold on.

If that's all I am to you, then we're done!

Honey...

-Ma'am! - Just...

What?

You been drinking tonight?

What makes you think that?

I just saw you blow through a red light.

Fine, maybe I had a glass of wine.

Ma'am, please turn off the ignition, step out of the vehicle.

- (sighs) - Officer, is this really necessary?

Sir, I'm not talking to you.

I understand, but I could switch places and just drive her home.

That's not how this works.

Ma'am, step out of the vehicle.

Do you not know who he is?

Jess, Jess...

He's the majority speaker for the state senate.

How nice for him.

I said step out of the vehicle.

Do we have to do this, son?

Sir?

Get back in the car, or I'm taking you both in right now.

She's right.

I am Senator Ted McCreary.

Then you should know that driving while intoxicated

is illegal in this state, Senator.

Just do me a favor-- look at this...

Stop right there! Take your hand out of your pocket now!

There, just look at this card.

This has the cell phone number of Commissioner Reagan.

Just call him.

Trust me,... you want to make this call.

Wait, he got mad at you because you arrested him at work?

After he robbed his coworker at gunpoint.

Said I was making him look bad in front of the boss.

See what happens when we take a day off?

- Weird things happen. - Speaking of.

What are they all looking at?

Something on their phones.

So people ignore each other, like, in big groups now?

Hey!

Hey!

Hey, are you okay?

- Are you okay? - What?

Talk to me. What's your name?

Were you with any of these people?

Jamie.

Hey, how did you get here?

How'd you get here? Talk to me, talk to me.

12 George to central, requesting a bus.

Washington Square Park, underneath the arch.

Possible O.D.

McCREARY: How are you?

- Frank. - Hey.

I'm sorry to be late.

You're right on time. I always factor in an extra 15 minutes

when I know it's you.

I thought you told me that Benny retired.

Well, he did, I just made sure that he left

strict instructions about how we like the hash.

Frank...

I'm sorry about last night.

An apology isn't what I was looking for.

Well, the kid wouldn't listen, I...

That kid... is a cop who was doing his job.

This isn't Albany, Ted, you got lucky.

I understand completely.

And I'm glad he talked me down

from waking you in the middle of the night.

- What were you thinking? - I wasn't.

I hadn't had a drop to drink.

I don't know why I didn't insist on driving.

Who is she?

Jess Weinstein, my deputy chief of staff.

She masterminded my last campaign,

she's sharp as a tack.

Until she becomes as dumb as a box of rocks

with one of my officers.

That is the only reason I dropped your card, Frank.

I just... I didn't want a scene.

And your officer, by the way, was really kind.

He let me drive her home...

And he dropped it down to a DUI.

She's still gonna have to appear, though.

Uh... that's a problem.

One she created.

It still has to go away.

Why?

Because she's the right hand of the senate majority leader,

who's campaigned his entire career on stiffer penalties for drunk drivers.

The headlines will write themselves, Frank.

I can't squash this because of some tawdry headline.

A false headline, Frank-- there's nothing going on between me and Jess.

That hadn't crossed my mind.

Well, it shouldn't.

But if the summons reaches the paper,

it'd place you in the car.

- Yes. - With a younger woman.

- A colleague. - Late.

After a night of drinking.

That is exactly the way Laura is gonna look at it.

And the tabloids.

And the jackals across the aisle from me in the State House.

I'm pretty sure any wife would look at it that way,...

especially if it's on the front page of every paper.

So, Frank,... please?

I'll look into it.

Ah, thank you, thank you.

Hey, how is she?

Not feeling too hot after getting her stomach pumped,

she'll live.

Anything else you can tell us?

Tox screen won't come back for a couple days,

but no signs of sexual assault.

Thanks, Doc.

Hey.

What's going on?

Why don't we start with your name?

Oh, Christina Henley. How did I get here?

We found you in Washington Square Park last night.

Were you with those people?

People?

There was a crowd on their phones.

They were doing something.

Uh, Ionic Siege.

It's this, um, augmented reality game we play.

"Augmented" means taking drugs?

It means playing in the real world against other gamers,

not alone in your room.

I don't do drugs.

Okay, so someone dosed you?

I was, um...

out of breath from running.

Some guys gave me a drink.

A-a minute later, I started to lose it.

- Did you know these guys? - No.

Oh, but I bet Trevor put 'em up to it.

- Who's Trevor? - My ex.

We met when Ionic Siege launched last year.

Couple weeks ago, I said I wanted to switch sides,

and Trevor got so mad, he dumped me.

A guy dumped you over a game?

He acted like I cheated on him or something.

Sounds pretty controlling.

Ugh.

He started out so sweet.

I thought he was different.

Okay, so do you want to file a complaint?

No, I...

I just want to go home, okay?

Wh-Where's my purse?

You didn't have a purse when we found you.

Wait, so my keys are gone?

How am I supposed to get into my apartment?

If you have a super, we can take you home,

and they can let you in, change the locks if you want.

I should.

Trevor never gave me his key back.

- Sorry, we're closed. - Not for us.

I'm not seeing Marty Dustin anywhere.