Blue Bloods

Should I order something in?

I'm okay.

We have to eat.

Does anybody wish that I never found Joe in the first place?

Nobody's wishing that, Sean.

Push that thought out of your head. I mean it.

Yeah, it never even occurred to me.

Something did occur to me.

Though I probably shouldn't say it.

Then probably don't.

What occurred to me

is that if two heads are better than one,

we have, what, six here?

Yet some of us didn't make the cut.

There was no cut. That's not how it worked.

Four of us were left out.

You can't make an equation out of this.

Sure I can.

The top cop putting the job first,

plus a kid brother with a penchant

for getting a little something extra for himself.

You're out of line, Danny.

- Whoa. - Minus

three experienced cops and a prosecutor,

equals one thing.

Hey, leave me out of it.

You were already left out of this.

We sent Joe out there without all the brains

and all the backup at this family's disposal.

The equation I see here, that someone goes off like that

in the heat of a moment like this

flags himself as a security risk.

Yeah.

And that's confirmed?

Thank you.

The body in the car wasn't Joe.

Still haven't heard from him yet, though.

Well, at least there's reason to think you might.

I'm gonna order some food.

Pizza okay with everybody?

Good, then. Pizza it is.

I can't take another funeral.

I can't bury another one of us.

Whatever it takes, from each of you

bring him back alive.

No, seriously, after all I've done,

- that's the bonus I get? Whacked? - Yeah.

Except you're sitting here and you're still bitching about it,

which means you didn't get whacked.

Yeah, but it was clearly part of the plan.

After all I've done.

Richmond gets too hot to move weight through,

- who figures out -the work-around? Me. - You, yes.

But if recent history teaches us anything,

it's that when people do the things that they ask them to do,

it's not really what they wanted, is it?

No.

So how you want to get back at them, then?

It's David versus Goliath!

You're just gonna take this lying down?

Where are you going with this?

Kenny's got something big in the oven. All right?

He wouldn't tell me what it was,

he wouldn't tell me what was cooking

or where it was going down,

but Ty, it is something big, man.

It's something big.

What you know about it?

Look, maybe we throw a little monkey wrench in their plans.

We get some revenge.

Get a little something for you and me.

Look around, man, it's just us!

Ty, I will even do all the work, all right?

I'll do everything. All you got to do

is give me the geography, that's it.

Gas, lotto, beer, cigarettes, in two miles.

Yes, of course, but answer the question.

A smoke, a beer and a couple scratch-offs

is the only answer I got, Joe.

It wasn't meant to shut you out.

Yeah, well, that's what happened.

And it's not like I even volunteered for it.

You didn't have to volunteer for it.

You're the chosen one, so you were chosen.

What does that mean? What does that even mean?

What it means, little brother,

is that I'm right and you know it.

Look, I didn't get the gene

that's part cop, part parish priest like you did.

I got the gene that's all cop, all the time.

Leave the politics to you and Dad.

Is there a statute of limitations

- on self-pity here? - I don't know. Maybe.

Hold on.

What kind of cell phone did Joe have?

That kind.

Okay.

Well, he is one of us.

You're undercover, you need to reach out

but your phone is gone. What do you do?

I get a text every time

his undercover credit card runs a charge.

He's at a gas station in Kinderhook, New York,

- or at least -his card is. - Okay, so we got him.

I'm gonna go run up and take a look.

I'm in.

Just because he's my guy...

He's our guy.

Doesn't mean I get to take a look at his actions

through a filter.

Nobody's asking you to.

Fact is, he's AWOL.

His contact at ATF

hasn't heard from him in over 24 hours.

And there isn't any evidence,

except for an efficient execution of Max Fagan

by Detective Hill and Mr. Dickson.

You sound like a prosecutor. You should leave now.

Not before you tell me what's in his profile

that explains any of this.

Okay, here goes.

He is a decorated NYPD detective,

which makes him the finest of the finest,

with deep experience in the Firearms Investigation Unit,

which makes him uniquely qualified for the operation

you requested him for.

I know all that.

And your profile?

You broke our agreement when you worked him

in the confines of this city.

Undercover agents go with the flow, wherever it takes them.

Not when it takes them into broad daylight.

You didn't have his back.

Your man went there. Your man made that choice.

Your rep is you stand by your cops no matter what.

So stand by this one, and his choices.

- I do. - Then stop blaming me

and set your sights on him.

Well

my grandson can be a little gung ho.

Just keep it on Detective Hill, please.

I am.

Detective Hill is your grandson?

Yes.

And he has contacted the NYPD sergeant

who has been handling him.

You are a piece of work.

I've been told that before.

Detective Hill is on assignment with ATF.

He gets handled in our house.

Copy?

Copy that I heard what you said.

Need a key for this? Nope.

- Help yourself. - Thanks.

Excuse me.

Detective Reagan, NYPD.

You're a little out of your jurisdiction.

Yeah, well, we got a, hit on a stolen credit card.

Couple of bad actors we like for a double homicide

down by us, so we're wondering

if we can take a look at your security tapes.

I'm alone here today, I can't just leave the register

and, play them for you.

What kind of security system you got here?

Deja View, the old version.

You mind if I take a peek?

It's just past the freezer case there.

Okay. Thanks.

Yeah.

Okay.

Deja View.

Okay, there's our boy.

I'm okay? That's it?

Yeah, he's testing our response, I'm guessing.

No way we see this tape unless we drive all the way up here.

So he wanted us to drive all this way

just to give us a thumbs-up?

Point is, is that we did. I mean,

he's still driving his undercover G-ride,

so he knows we can track him, with the credit card

and the license plate readers, right?

Okay, but track him where?

That I don't know.

I don't know if he realizes

that the guys he's ratting on are not the type of guys

to give up if they try to whack you and miss.

I'm sure he knows that.

Well, I'm starting to think he doesn't.

Thanks for your help.

What if I get a warrant to search Fagan's apartment?

We could at least harvest some sense

of where Joe is headed, set up a perimeter

and then intercept him.

Yeah, we thought about that.

About a warrant?

No, about intercepting him.

But he may not want to be.

What, be brought in safe?

No, pulled off of his assignment.

Is he out of his mind? These guys don't fool around.