Blue Bloods s02e12 Episode Script

- Come on, come on.
- Oh, oh.
Got it.
Oh! Oh! Oh! Aah! Aah! What? Come on.
- Hands of stone.
- Come on.
Not again?! Got to catch it like That's the third pass he dropped.
I know.
Where's Frank? It's getting kind of late, you know.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, he slipped away after mass.
Said something came up.
Come on! Go for it! Fourth down.
Let's go.
Fourth and one.
They got to go for it.
They got to go for it.
On behalf of Jets fans everywhere, I'd like to thank the three of you for becoming cops and not coaches.
What do you mean? They get the first down here, they win the game.
Or they lose it if they can't convert.
The smart play a coffin corner kick.
- A what? - No.
What's that? Punt inside the five-yard line.
Mom, you are so weird.
Well, I grew up in a house full of guys.
What do you expect? Great, they're punting.
Oh.
See? See? See? What did I say? Coffin corner kick.
Hey, Francis.
Hi.
There you are.
Guys, it's time to wash up for dinner.
Ah, let 'em watch the end of the game.
You're missing a hell of a game, Dad.
Heard it on the radio.
You've been gone a long time.
Is everything okay? I'm fine.
Where do you get a beer around here? Fumble! Fumble! Fumble! Touchdown! Touchdown! J-E-T-S.
Jets! Jets! Jets! Let me hear you guys! J-E-T-S.
Jets! Jets! Jets! J-E-T-S.
Jets! Jets! Jets! That was a great dinner tonight, wasn't it, guys? Yeah.
Lively conversation as usual.
Yeah, I particularly liked the way you so subtly worked in our little neighborhood halfway house situation into the discussion.
I thought your father should know that the state of New York put a home for criminals a few blocks from where his grandchildren play, that's all.
He knows, and you know he knows.
Come on.
He's the police commissioner.
He's not the governor.
There's nothing he can do about it.
What was with your father anyway? He seemed quiet.
Babe, he does the same thing every Sunday.
He sits there, he groans, he grunts, and then he says one little thing.
Danny! Danny! Danny! What? Come on.
He's always quiet.
Well, I know.
Just more so than usual, you know? That's him.
I didn't notice anything.
I can't believe you Danny, look out! What was that? You all right? All right, all right.
Are you guys okay? - You okay? - Yeah.
Listen.
- Everyone stay here, okay? You sure? Stay put.
You guys okay? Yeah.
You sure you guys are okay, right? Yeah, I'm okay.
Hey.
You all right, buddy? Still breathing.
All right.
Hang in there, all right? Step away! Get the hell out of here! Why don't you take it easy with that, all right? I said go! Okay.
Listen, we got an injured man here, all right? Why don't you just take it easy, let me help him, all right? And then, we'll deal with it.
Do it! All right.
Police! Drop it! Danny? Danny! Danny! Danny? Danny.
You okay? Danny, I don't know.
I don't know.
Are you okay? You okay? Is anybody hit? No, but it's right here, Dad.
We're okay.
Oh, my God, Danny.
- You all right? - Yeah.
Oh, my God, Danny.
Hey.
Boy's asleep? Look, you're going to be all right.
Tell you what, as soon these guys are done, we'll get out of here, all right? You okay? Hey, guys, come on! Come on, guys.
Come on, guys I need two minutes with Jack; I'll be right back.
Hey, Jack.
Hey.
Look, thanks for coming in, dropping everything on your night off.
Stop sucking up.
You know you'd be my first call, too.
How we doing on the blood? I'm pretty sure I creased his arm.
Well, there's not a lot of blood, but there's enough for a DNA profile.
All right.
Remind those lab rats where they got their playoff tickets from, all right? And tonight, the blood, the slug from my car-- everything jumps the line, Jack.
I got it, Danny.
All right.
Go ahead, go take care of Linda and the kids.
I got lucky, you know.
I got him in the arm.
He left some blood at the scene, which means I got his DNA now.
It's gonna make it real easy to catch this son of a bitch.
I notified every hospital in the city.
Any gunshot wound shows up anywhere in the city, in any of the five boroughs, and I am the first call they're gonna make.
Odds are, a guy like that is in the system, you know? My money says he gets popped tomorrow, and if he does Danny.
Danny.
I'm gonna pop him real good, too.
Don't worry, babe.
- Just stop.
- Don't worry.
Just stop talking.
I promise you I'm gonna get him.
Stop talking.
What do you mean, stop talking? Just stop talking, please.
Just stop.
What's wrong? What's wrong? What is wrong?! How you doing? I'm good.
I'm good.
But the boys, you know, they, uh They were right there, Frank.
They-they saw the whole thing.
Yeah, I know.
Danny told me.
How are they now? I don't know.
Um Stunned, I think.
Jack has been quiet.
Well, give it some time.
It'll tell you what they need.
Yeah.
Can? I'm sorry, Frank.
Can I ask you a question? I just I want to know, uh Would you have done anything differently? Not a thing.
Call me if you need anything.
Okay.
Where were we? Chief Hunter's authorization request to run his undercover across the river in Newark.
It'll have to wait.
I'll be down on 13 with Garrett.
Well, what do you mean, he's not in the system? And I'm telling you, you're missing something, so run him again.
Danny, they ran it three times.
There's no DNA match.
What is the holdup with this hospital? Why can't I speak to my victim? They're checking with the doctor now.
Tell them that it is an urgent NYPD matter, okay? You don't think I told them that already? Well, then, tell them again.
Okay, we got no DNA match.
We got no surveillance video.
There's one way we're gonna find the shooter.
If their patient-- my victim-- tells us who the hell was trying to hunt him down like an animal in the street last night.
I will tell them that as soon as I'm off hold.
Great.
You at least get a name on the victim? Carl Patrick.
Good.
Can you run him? No, I didn't run him.
I just got it.
Can you give me a break, please? Kick him in the shins, Jackie, like I used to.
Hey, Erin.
Hey.
What are you doing here? It's nice to see you, too, Daniel.
It's been a tough one, okay? Forgive me.
I heard.
How are you doing? I'm fine.
Fine.
You look fine.
What brings you down here? Took a statement off a robbery collar downstairs.
Buy you a cup of coffee? Yes.
I'll be back.
Mm-hmm.
I'm sorry.
He's in a meeting.
May I take a message? He in? No, he's with you.
Baker, one of us needs glasses.
He said he was going down to your office.
I haven't seen him all day.
It's Detective Baker in the commissioner's office.
You got a 20 on the PC? Okay, thank you.
The commissioner has left the building.
Let me ask you a question, Erin.
When did you become a supervisor in the DA's office? A couple of years ago.
Why? No.
It was three years ago.
In those three years, how many times you come down to the squad to take a statement from a D felony robbery collar? You never done it.
So, what's going on now, huh? What, did Linda tell you to come talk to me? No, she didn't.
Okay, she just told me what was going on between you guys.
I thought maybe I could help.
We're fine.
Danny We're fine! Okay, you're not fine, and even if you were, she's not.
Look, do you really want in the middle of this right now? I'm your sister.
Yeah, and you should know more than anyone that if someone takes a shot at my family, I'm taking him out.
End of discussion.
Danny, I know.
Okay, but you need to look at it from her perspective.
Those were her babies in the back of that car.
They're my babies, too.
I know, but you're a cop, okay.
You're used to bullets flying around.
She's just a mom out there.
And I'm a dad out there.
Yeah? Something came up you're not gonna like.
The guy you ran over-- he's a resident at the halfway house in your hood.
What, he's an ex-con? Uh, released from prison last week.
Well, was it a hit? Is he a mob guy? What? Worse.
He's a child molester.
Unbelievable.
Shouldn't I know you? I don't think so.
I was working at a boys soccer camp Upstate when I Look, I'm not proud of what I did, but I'm better now.
I got help inside.
I'm healed.
Yeah? And what about Wyatt? The little boy you raped-- you think he's better now? You think he's all healed? I don't expect you to understand.
I don't understand.
But I paid my debt to society.
Yeah, well, someone out there thinks you shouldn't have your life, and I can't say I disagree with him.
Now, you said you believed that the guy chasing you around with a gun last night was this boy Wyatt's dad.
Bruce Richmond, yeah.
Bruce Richmond.
But you also said, when you left the halfway house, you saw someone come chasing up behind you with a mask on.
So, how can you be sure it was Bruce Richmond? Every day I was in prison, he sent me a letter, saying he was going to kill me when I was released.
Mm-hmm.
This morning, he sent those.
"Time's up.
Love, Bruce.
" Oh, I think it stinks.
Being a public figure? I would think you're used to being recognized.
I don't think I'll ever get used to it.
Or accept it.
You've been a cop all your life.
Cops aren't public figures.
They're public servants.
And I'm not a cop anymore, I'm a civilian employee.
When I became police commissioner, I had to resign from the NYPD.
How do you feel about not being a cop.
I miss it.
That's a lot to handle in five years.
You lost your wife, you lost being a cop, to become commissioner, then you lost your son.
This isn't about that.
If you say so.
That's not why I'm here.
Why are you here? You tell me.
Sorry, doesn't work that way.
You under a lot of stress lately? What I meant, as I think you well know, was: are you dealing with more stress than usual? Well, let's see.
We have a rapist targeting teenage school girls, unexplained rapid rise in subway crime, and another threat level increase out of D.
C.
No, no more stress than usual.
Have you tried any sleep medication? We don't do that.
Who doesn't do what? Reagans don't take drugs.
Oh.
Is there anything else Reagans don't do? This.
Frank, you are an intelligent man, and I have no doubts you are capable of successfully deflecting any of my questions for as long as you wish, but in 20 minutes, your hour will be up, as I suspect you will be tonight.
Where were you on 9/11? Here in the city.
Where were you when the first tower came down? I was sitting in this chair.
Everybody remembers where they were at that exact moment.
Where were you, Frank? I was in the North Tower.
This isn't gonna work.
"Time's up.
Love, Bruce.
" You write that? I did.
Black roses? Two years ago, you obtained a premise permit for a 9mm.
You still own that gun? It's in my closet.
You understand anything you say can be used against you, right Bruce? Wyatt used to love it here.
Every morning, I'd bring him out here.
Then again right after school.
Now look at him.
He begged and begged us to send him to soccer camp, but his mother wouldn't have it.
I always said she was too overprotective.
"What harm could one week could do?" I said.
I'm gonna need you to roll up your sleeve and let me take a look at your right arm, Bruce.
Maybe I should talk to that lawyer.
Look, my heart aches for you and your family.
Honestly, it does, Bruce.
But if that was you last night, then you took a shot at my family.
So, I'm gonna ask you right now, was it you? I read about the shooting in the paper; I wanted that son of a bitch to think it was me.
Wish I had the balls.
Well? It's not the guy.
Huh, you look relieved.
You know what, as bad as I want to nail this son of a bitch, the last thing in the world I really wanted was for Bruce Richmond to be that son of a bitch.
The poor guy.
Heartbreaker, huh? The worst.
All right, why don't we start over, okay? Walk it through from the beginning, see where we're at.
Well, I was thinking, why don't we just take a ride to Staten Island? What do you mean, Staten Island? What if Carl Patrick got into a beef with one of the other cons inside the halfway house? Or someone outside the halfway house.
Good thinking, partner; we should go.
- Where were you? - Urgent police business.
I've been looking all over for you.
We've been trying to cover Thank you, Baker.
Carry on.
Where have you been? Mrs.
Reagan.
You've gained some weight.
You left without telling anyone.
I went out.
I can do that, you know, Garrett.
Not without your detail, you cant.
I looked both ways before crossing the street, and I didn't talk to strangers.
Where's your pin? In my pocket.
Frank? Your spin is not necessary here.
My spin is not all I'm good for, Frank.
I know that.
Look, you're talking to a guy who's on wife number three.
I know how the start of an affair can be logistically challenging.
Boy.
I never could get one past you.
I can help you.
Going forward, I can put out your schedule in ways that won't raise any questions.
Thanks, Garrett, but I'm not sure it is going forward.
Oh, sorry to hear that.
What can you do? Just curious-- why not? Too young? Too old? More like the type that asks too many questions.
Been there.
Baker where were we? Halfway, no way! Our neighbors have been going at it like this for about a month ever since they turned this joint into a halfway house.
I got to tell you, Reagan, I got kids, and they put murderers and molesters next door to me? I'd be right out there with them.
You and my wife both.
Well, there's nothing like a mother protecting her young.
Halfway, no way! So how is she? All right.
So you really think one of your neighbors here is the shooter? I don't know.
Crime's up ten percent since they opened this place.
Look at them.
They've clearly had enough.
Staten Island, you know, not exactly known for turning the other cheek.
Mm.
Yeah, well, why don't we swing by the local precinct.
See if any sector car took any complaints.
Good idea.
Hold on.
Hey.
O-Okay, slow down, slow down.
What happened? He what? Okay, I'm, I'm on my way.
All right.
What happened? Hey.
How's Jack? He's okay; he's fine.
What do you mean, he's okay? You said he was crying.
He came home from school; he never comes home from school.
He just, he wanted to come home.
Because of last night? Yeah.
The nurse said that he just keeps seeing the flash from the gun.
Always point it in a safe direction.
Number two? Never touch the trigger unless you're ready to shoot.
And rule number three? Assume every gun is loaded.
That's right.
I was just a little bit younger than you the first time my dad let me hold his gun.
But he trusted me to be responsible and safe.
The same way I'm trusting you.
You understand? Yeah.
Okay? Mm.
All right.
Chamber's empty.
Gun's clean.
Okay.
Give me your hand.
Get your thumb under there, right there.
Watch the trigger.
Keep your finger outside the trigger guard.
Support it with your other hand.
Keep it aimed down.
Okay.
Down is safe 'cause no one's below us right now.
All right? It's kind of heavy.
Yeah, it's heavy.
It's not a toy.
Jack, what you saw the other night There are times in life when you're gonna have to stand up for yourself.
You're gonna have to defend yourself and your family.
I'm so sorry you had to see that.
But you did.
You gonna be all right? Yeah.
What's going on? Hey.
Jack, give that back to Daddy right now.
Linda, it's fine.
You heard me, Jack.
It's all right.
Go on upstairs.
Go ahead.
Linda, he was afraid.
He was curious.
He asked if he could see it.
So you said yes.
It's time.
Two days after he's almost shot is-is time for him to play with your gun? He wasn't playing with it, Linda.
I'm teaching him about it.
Look, we-we can either make him a part of it with my supervision, or we can wait.
We can wait until him and his kid brother are snooping around in the closet one day when we're not home, and then God forbid.
Those are wonderful options, Danny.
Look the biggest mistake we can make is to pretend that my gun does not exist in this house.
Okay.
Listen to this.
Cops at the 1-2-5 took a robbery complaint just three hours before the shooting.
Oh, what do we got here? An irate father threatening to kill somebody after a 16-year-old girl was held up at gunpoint for an iPhone? What's the connection? Keep going.
Why would a guy pissed off about a robbery want to hunt down Carl Patrick? Look at the description she gave of the perp.
Six-two, male, white, reddish hair.
That's Carl Patrick to a tee.
What do we got here? A case of mistaken identity? Well, I'm thinking the guy's in such a rage that he goes after the first person he sees coming out of that halfway house that fits the description.
Come on, give me a name.
Unbelievable.
I know this schmuck.
A friend of yours? No.
Our boys were on the same football team together, that is, until he yelled at my son, and we almost came to blows.
Oh, so this should be fun.
Come on, harder, harder.
Square your shoulders up.
I can't.
I'm sorry.
I don't know the meaning of that word.
Come on, let's go.
Be a man.
There! Welcome to the NFL.
Come on, get up.
Hey, Wayne.
How's it going? Reagan? This is my partner, Detective Curatola.
I see Dylan still hits like a bull.
Yeah, well, practice, practice, practice.
Uh-huh.
You got a second? Go on, take a blow.
What's up? We understand your daughter was the victim of a crime the other day.
Yeah.
Jennifer.
One of those halfway house dirtbags mugged her right on Richmond Avenue.
I'm sorry to hear about that.
She did get a good look at the guy though, right? I thought you worked in Manhattan.
What? You get bumped down to Staten Island now? I take a special interest in cases close to home, you know? Yeah.
Well, what do you want to know? I-I already told the cops down at the precinct everything.
Yeah, sure you did.
We just want to know if you or Jennifer have seen the guy since.
No.
No? You didn't go after him, go looking for him? Try to find him? Yeah, well, you told the cops down at the station you were gonna find him yourself.
How'd that work out for you? No.
No, I, uh, had something to do that night.
Mm-hmm.
What'd you have to do that night? Dinner.
Dinner? Where'd you go, locally, restaurant? No, it was here at home.
Hello, Hollie.
Hey, Danny.
How's Linda? She's good.
Will you tell her that I said hello? I will.
So, Mrs.
Rivano, you had, uh, dinner here on Sunday? That's right.
And who was here with you? The kids.
Anyone besides a family member who could corroborate your story? Corroborate my story? We're just trying to sort out what happened that night.
Yeah, well, one of those animals from the halfway house stuck a gun in my daughter's back.
That's what happened.
Yeah, told us that already.
Do you own a gun, Wayne? What's going on here, Danny? Do we need to call a lawyer? I don't know, Hollie.
Wayne, do you need a lawyer? You know what? This conversation is over.
Get the hell off my lawn.
As you wish.
Well, if it walks like a duck, talks like a duck Must be a duck.
But I'd have to prove it, which I can't.
Not with what I got, which is nothing.
It's just a warrant.
Let me run his DNA against the blood I found at the crime scene.
I promise you it'll match.
Based on what? Based on he took a shot at my kids.
Your nephews.
That is a low blow, even for you.
You're right.
I'm sorry.
Can I get the warrant? I'm sorry.
Hey, Hollie, nice to see you.
I wish I could say the same.
One phone call from your father-in-law, that's all it would have taken to shut down that damn halfway house.
I'm sorry, you know, but that's not exactly true.
You Reagans you-you walk around like you're big shots, but when it's time for you to put that big name of yours to use, you don't lift a finger.
You know what, Hollie? I don't have a clue what you're talking about, but, as usual, it just sounds like a bunch of trash.
Excuse me.
You think you're so much better than the rest of us, don't cha? No, Hollie.
Just you.
You tell your husband the next time he steps foot on my property, he'd better have a warrant.
Or a Swat team.
It's 4:00 in the morning, Pop.
You should be asleep.
I was about to tell you the same thing.
I know you were.
I got a full day tomorrow.
Knock it off.
We live in a hundred-year-old house.
You think I haven't heard you working the floor every night? Francis why do you still wear your wedding band? Old habit.
Mary got sick.
That wasn't your fault.
Pop, you sound like a shrink.
It wasn't your fault when the mayor offered you the PC job a month later either.
The department needed you to step up.
She wanted me to take the job.
You never told me that.
What she didn't want was her youngest joining the family business.
Oh, yeah, she was so proud when he graduated law.
And relieved.
Francis, that was Jamie's choice.
Well, I still see it as my job to worry for both of us.
When Tom Costello took that bullet standing next to you, how'd you feel? Every cop's worst nightmare: their partner dying in their arms.
Did you ever ask yourself, why him and not me? Every day.
Was there a moment you were glad it wasn't you? John McKenna's not doing well.
Oh You guys went through a lot together.
Competed for different promotions.
I lost touch.
I hadn't seen him since he went on disability.
We were side by side in the North Tower.
When the South Tower went, we just looked at each other, and we knew that twice as many people were trapped above the impact in our building.
We lost almost 3,000 that day, but it's not over.
People are still dying.
Son I don't know why Chief McKenna got sick from the air down there, and you didn't.
Just like I don't know why he took Mary and Joe from us too soon.
But I see God's light in this family every day.
And though I may not understand it I trust in His plan for us all.
Heavenly Father, we thank you for this food we are about to receive, for the love that you show our family and for the wisdom that you grant us in making the right decisions.
Amen.
Amen.
What a beautiful blessing, Aunt Linda.
Really nice.
Yeah, especially the bit there at the end about making the right decisions.
I'm just saying grace, Danny.
Yeah, and Erin's potatoes aren't soggy.
Beg your pardon? Everything all right down there? Everything's fine, Gramps.
Fine, my ass.
You two still fighting? Could we talk about this another time, please? You brought it up.
Grandpa never misses family dinner.
Why isn't he here? Well, he just said that something came up, and he didn't have time to explain, that's all.
I'm waiting, Detective.
Honestly, Gramps, it's nothing.
Just because your father isn't here doesn't mean that the rules have changed.
Everything has been fair game at the Reagan family dinner table.
Always has been.
Always will be.
Yeah.
So what's going on? Well, Linda wants me to drop the case.
I didn't ask you to drop the case.
I asked you to hand it off.
Same difference.
No, it's not.
Oh, great, you're lawyered up now.
No, she didn't lawyer up.
I just happen to agree with her.
Oh.
Danny, no one wants this guy who shot at our kids nailed to a wall more than I do, but, you know, this is just-- this is too much.
It's too close to home.
What, is there 300 other first-grade detectives who could take the case? Yeah, but none of 'em are as good as Uncle Danny is.
Nicky.
I'm sorry, but it's what I think.
Thank you.
Isn't that another rule at family dinner? Everybody's opinion counts.
That's right.
It's my opinion, too.
Danny's the best we got.
You got to let him see it through.
You know, I I'm done playing second fiddle to the NYPD.
The only thing harder than being a cop is being married to one.
What'd you used to say about Danny? He is cursed with the gift for the job.
I'll tell you this, he's got the Reagan temper.
Yeah, I know, now that I'm a big-time diplomat, I got to sit on mine, but I see myself in Danny every day and it makes me proud.
Worry about Erin-- the divorce.
Raising kids by yourself can be rough and daughters are special as you well know.
Oh, here's one for you: my youngest, my Harvard lawyer is a cop-- something Mary didn't want.
John, I'm sorry I haven't been around for you.
When you went out on three-quarters, I I'm not gonna blame it on the job.
Life plays tricks on you.
Bye, old friend.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on.
This belong to that house? Yeah.
Okay, great, know what? Leave it with me, I'll take care of it.
All right? Hey! You stay right there, all right? What the hell do you think you're doing, Reagan? I said don't move.
Get the hell out of my trash.
You leave trash out on the curb, and it can be searched without a warrant, Wayne.
I'm calling a lawyer.
You go do that.
What are you gonna do with that? I'm gonna lift the DNA off it and match it to the blood you left at the crime scene when I shot you in your arm.
You're out of your mind.
I'm out of my mind? You say I'm out of my mind? Hey, take it easy, all right? You could have killed my kids, and I'm out of my mind? Hey.
Take it easy, would you, Reagan, all right? What's the matter? Not so tough without your mask? I didn't do it, all right? Good, prove it.
Come on, roll up your sleeve.
Just listen to me.
I'll give you three seconds to roll up your sleeve.
Ho, ho, ho, just take it easy.
Three Listen to me.
Two All right, all right, all right.
One! All, all right.
This is for my family.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
I still remember the first time I saw you in your dress blues.
That was outside of Pizza Amore.
Yeah and you were in trouble with me, then, too.
Why do you think I wore the uniform? Now I only ever see you in it when we're going to a funeral.
I was going to wait till later to give this to you, but What is that? Open it.
Danny.
I love being a cop, Linda-- it's always been more than a job to me-- but nothing on this planet is more important to me than you and those boys.
I do not want you to stop being a cop.
I just need you to know that I would.
Oh, Danny.
I love you.
I love you more.
Where were you on 9/11? That question has become part of the fabric of our lives as Americans.
On 9/11, I was with a hero.
I was with John McKenna.
On that beautiful, cloudless morning that seemed to promise nothing but goodness, John and his dear wife Molly were about to pull out of the driveway for a much-needed and long-overdue vacation, but when news of the attack came over the radio they both knew that Montauk would have to wait.
Molly kissed him good-bye, urged him to be careful, as she had done every day for the almost 30 years that he served and protected this city.
And then John headed for Ground Zero.
Where were you on 9/11? On September 11, 2001, John McKenna saved more than 100 lives.
You see this? It's worn by the first responders that day.
John could wear it as proudly as anyone who was there.
Why them and not me? As a cop, I've asked myself that question many times.
But I have come to realize that just about any New Yorker could ask themselves the same question.
And some questions have no answers.
All that is left for we, the living, to do is honor them, take care of them and rededicate ourselves to the cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion.
John may the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face, the rains fall soft upon your fields, and until we meet again, may God hold you in the palm of his hand.