Blue Bloods, Season 6

Frank:
It took a long time for this city to get its swagger back. Wouldn't that be a victory here?

Mayor Poole:
Who are you trying to protect?

Frank:
Nobody in particular, just the standards of this office.

Baez:
Why don't people get killed in high end spas or nice handbag stores?

Danny:
What fun would that be?

Danny:
Yes, hello, Michael Hicks? Congratulations! My name is Richard Mollo. I work with the New York Mets. And you, sir, have won a wonderful prize of a luxury suite to any New York Mets home game of your choice for this season. No, congratulations. Okay, all you got to do is meet me between 8:00 and 9:00 p.m. tonight at the box office at Citi Field and you can collect your prize. Yes, ask for me-- Richard Mollo. I'll see you then. Throw the pitch, make the catch.

Danny:
Can't save everyone.

Jamie:
We can try.

Sgt. Delgado:
Well, I never forgot the advice of my training officer, Lt. Gormley. Never bitch about a problem without pitching a solution.

Frank:
He does have a way with words.

Reverend Potter:
I've been waiting a long time for this. Frank Reagan coming to me hat in hand.

Frank:
I don't wear hats.

Eddie:
How did it go?

Jamie:
It wasn't the Spanish Inquisition but not for lack of trying.

Mr. Kyle:
You have to understand this is a boutique hotel.

Danny:
Got it.

Mr. Kyle:
With a reputation for utmost discretion.

Danny:
Got it. I'll be discreet, I promise. I left my bullhorn and machine gun in the car. (knocks) Police! Open up! Mrs. Cairo, open up! Okay, would you do your thing, Mr., uh, Kyle?

(Mr. Kyle unlocks and opens the door Danny enters as music is playing loudly)

Danny:
Mrs. Cairo? Detective Reagan. (shuts off music) Just want to ask you a few questions.

Mrs. Cairo:
You have no right! (throws glass vase with flowers at Danny)

Danny:
Hey! Hey! I'm a detective!

Mrs. Cairo:
So, my husband had me followed again?! Well, you tell him he's wasting his time.

Danny:
I'm a detective. Detective Reagan, NYPD.

Mrs. Cairo:
You're a police detective. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. Geez, are you okay?

Danny Yeah, I'm okay. You missed. Is anybody else in that bedroom?

Mrs. Cairo:
No

Danny:
How about you-- are you all right?

Mrs. Cairo:
I'm not supposed to be on my feet. I just had my boobs, ass and tummy done.

Danny:
Oh.

Mrs. Cairo:
And I had nothing to do with that damn car going missing. Assuming that's why you're here.

Baez:
Everything okay?

Danny:
Nothing is.

Garrett:
Most north eastern liberal arts institutions are not known for respect or appreciation for agencies of law enforcement.

Frank:
Preaching to the choir is for showboats and sissies.

Jamie:
Here, have a seat. You know when we add these four goons to the three my partner and I locked up the other day, it's like damn near arrested half your gang. Heavy is the head that wears the crown, huh?

Rainey:
What?

Jamie:
Just saying. Not a great week for you as boss, but maybe there's something you can do to fix that.

Rainey:
Here we go, hmm? Time for Let's Make a Deal. Guess what? Rainey don't deal.

Jamie:
You could save you and your boys a lot of jail time if you come clean about what's really going on.

Rainey:
You know what, man? I don't even, like, understand a single thing you saying.

Jamie:
Sure you do. You're smarter than you play. Why would you and your crew hit the same block six times in a month?

Rainey:
I ain't saying nothing.

Jamie:
If someone else is behind this, maybe we could trade up Get you and your crew a year, maybe just probation.

Rainey:
You know what, man? You're right. I am smart. Smart enough to know that the most we gonna get is six months, probably three if we wear ties to court. (chuckles)

Jamie:
Yeah, you're right, except there's this little known section of the penal law that I discovered when I was at law school. It's called "enterprise corruption.

Rainey:
Hmm.

Jamie:
I won't bore you with the details, but basically what it says is, since you've repeated the same crime multiple times, minimum for you is five years upstate.

Rainey:
Please. (laughing) You ain't go to no law school. You just a cop.

Jamie pulls out his Harvard law school ID Card and places it on the desk

Jamie:
(handcuffs rattling) Let's go.

Erin:
Thanks for coming down. Please, have a seat.

Louise:
You know, uh, I've been thinking about what you said about what hand Granderson used and all. I think I was right the first time. He reached in with his right hand, and he shot Victor with his left.

Erin:
Great. That's great. That's very helpful. Can you tell me who Richard Hart is?

Louise:
What?

Erin:
Who is Richard Hart?

Louise:
I don't I don't know anyone by that name.

Erin:
That's interesting. Because you make quite a few phone calls to him.

Louise:
Okay, I know him, but he's just a friend.

Erin:
Yeah. I think he's your boyfriend. And for quite some time, based on those phone records.

Louise:
Oh, God. Okay. Yes, he's someone I've been involved with. Look, I'm not proud of it.

Erin:
Which is why you never told this office or the police?

Louise:
I knew how it would come across. Husband is shot dead and wife is having an affair. I mean, we all know what that would look like.

Erin:
Like you had your husband killed so you can start a new life.

Louise:
That is not what happened.

Erin:
I think it is.

Louise:
Okay. I think I need a lawyer.

Erin:
Yeah.That's probably a good idea. But the truth is I think it's a little late for that.

Louise:
Oh, no.

Erin:
Yeah, bad move getting involved with a two-time felon. See, one more felony conviction and Richie goes away for life. Unless he cooperates.

Louise:
Richie loves me. He wouldn't say a thing.

Erin:
Yeah. He said everything. About how you two carried out the murder of your beloved Victor, as well as killing Robin Dunn, the only eyewitness that could contradict your testimony.

Louise:
(gasping) Wait. Wait. This was all Richie's idea. I will tell you anything you need to know.

Erin:
Yeah. He thought you might say that. Which is why he was smart enough to record all your phone conversations. You're under arrest.

Frank:
Battle for Peace is an oxymoron.

Garrett:
Emphasis on moron.

Frank:
That flag that you consider a prop and a stunt has draped the coffins of Americans who died to give you the right to ignore that sacrifice. You're spitting on their graves.

Garrett:
Broadway Frank Reagan and his merry band of head knockin', hard drinking, stewardess banging, mad dogs. There'd be no high moral ground left to you. There'd be no coming back.

Garrett:
What I do know is if that book gets published, you're handing your enemies a bat to beat you with, with nails sticking out of the business end.

Danny:
Did you forget how to dial a phone, Ronnie?

Ronnie:
I didn't know anyone was gonna do anything last night. Last time I saw those guys, Sal was telling us all to get out.

Danny:
Right, and you all just went home and watched The Bachelorette, is that it?

Henry:
I know you don't like the man or care about what happens to him.

Danny:
This thing is going to haunt you until you put it down.

Cop:
I got four under for criminal possession of a controlled substance.

Nicky:
It's not my drugs.

Cop:
I got three more saying the same thing. [pulls out Nicky's ID Card and sees her last name] Tell me you're not that Reagan?

Nicky:
My grandfather's the PC, if that's what you mean.

Cop:
Sarge? I think you need to get the CO down here.

Sid:
The barricaded situation is over. The hostage was released unharmed, and the perp, the perp gave himself up without incident.

Frank:
Good, I want the duty captain's 49 when it comes in. Sid, you come up with anything on what happened at my church?

Sid:
I had CSU dust the rectory lock box for prints. Uh, they lifted some latents. When latent ran the prints, they got a hit on one Mason Reyes, 20, from Bay Ridge.

Frank:
Priors?

Side:
He was arrested for grand larceny two years ago, assault a year ago, and drug possession eight months ago when he was 19. He was released on bail. You want to know who posted it?

Frank:
Who?

Sid:
Father Quinn. You want Reyes picked up?

Frank:
No, not yet.

[Garrett Enters]

Frank:
You're up late.

Garrett:
Nicky's been arrested for drug possession. Cocaine. Apparently, two grams were found in the car she was driving. Plain sight. There were three other kids in the car with her, including the kid the car was registered to.

Frank:
Anyone claim ownership?

Garrett:
No. She's being held at the 5-1 in the Bronx.

Frank Those drugs are not hers.

Garrett:
But your feud with the Bronx DA? For him, Christmas just came early.

Frank:
Well, there's no way that son of a bitch is gonna use my granddaughter for headlines.

Garrett:
That's gonna take a team of wild horses.

Frank:
Then put one together.

Garrett:
I'll see what I can do.

Sid:
I know Captain Bennett at the 5-1. I'll give him a call.

Frank:
Thank you.

Garrett:
You know you can't go up there. There's no detour, no excuse, no piece of business you can invent that has you just dropping by the 5-1.

Frank:
I know that.

Baez:
Well, they all didn't kill him. Someone's lying.

Danny:
Let's just arrest them all. Then we'll see who can break first.

Erin:
You can't do that. It will weaken my case down the line. A defense attorney will use that to cast doubt, by saying even the police had no idea who was responsible.

Danny:
Thing is, why the hell would they all take credit for it? I mean, just to cover for somebody else?

Erin:
It's pretty ingenious. I mean, if they all stick to their claim of doing it, we can't try them all for murder.

Baez:
So we thinking they all got a tutorial in how to get away with murder?

Erin:
Unless they're all playing “I Am Spartacus.”

[Jamie arrives at the 54th Precinct]

Danny:
What the hell are you doing here?

Jamie:
No one's hurt. Nicky's been arrested.

Erin:
What? Where? For what?

Jamie:
In the Bronx, drug possession. I can drive you.

Danny:
Go. Go, you got to go.

Adrian:
I was jogging.

Erin:
Jogging? In jeans, a hoodie, and work boots.

Mayor Poole:
Sorry to keep you waiting, Frank.

Frank:
It's what we do, you and I.

Garrett:
You'll play nice?

Frank:
Right up until nice doesn't work.

Frank:
It's hard to do the right thing when you don't know what the right thing to do is.

Danny:
You're the best cop I know, alright, and you can teach him things that I can't.

Anthony:
I'd arrest my own mother if I thought she was scamming cops.

Erin:
Your own mother?

Anthony:
But with lots of backup.

Danny:
Well, the good news is none of us is ever going to end up alone.

Erin:
Not while another one of us is still standing.

Jamie:
What if I told you I found some of the money?

Harry:
I'd say forget the brisket, you're taking us to Peter Luger's for family dinner.

Baez:
Been there, done that, lost the t-shirt.

Frank:
I am not going to put the other 35,000 men and women of this department through the ringer for one cop's crusade.

Frank:
You know, my granddaughter's growing up. She's almost an adult so I'm just gonna butt out.

Frank:
It's not an order it's a valuable suggestion or I could suggest it right over your head.

Erin:
Sometimes my job is like a game of chess and I need to be five moves ahead.

Anthony:
I know it's a hard choice. The right ones usually are.

Danny:
Officer Russell should have taken the one and a half seconds that stood between a knife and his throat and asked this Diego Perez character, Hey, how you feeling?

Frank:
You're three times as likely to die from a stabbing as you are a gun shot.