Blue Bloods

Isn't this place charming?

As advertised,

but you didn't invite me here for the charm or the ice cream.

We can't just have ice cream?

We can, but not in this instance.

Better chance of being hit by lightning.

Okay, I have a problem.

Well,

first of all, your mom's got a lot on her plate,

and I think she's doing an outstanding job considering...

It's not about Mom.

Oh.

It's about my teacher.

- It's like she's made it her - (phone rings)

mission in life to keep me from ever graduating.

Turn that thing off.

But what if it's important?

Choose.

Look, here's the problem.

She's notorious for being harder on the girls,

but when she found out I was from a family of cops...

I should really check it.

Choose.

Grandpa...

How would you feel if I was constantly interrupting?

Deputy Commissioner Moore just walked in.

Hold that thought.

A cop's been shot.

Who and where?

North End bus yard,

multiple precincts rolled,

but radio chatter's not clear on a name,

how bad they're hit.

We've got conflicting descriptions of perps and direction of flight.

Tell me something we do know.

Whoever's down

is a detective out of Danny's precinct.

This is Detective Reagan. Leave a message.

Hey, Danny, it's me; give me a call.

Let me know everything's okay.

Hey, voice mail again?

Yeah, third time. You heard anything new?

Lady called 911,

said she was out walking her dog,

heard yelling from behind a fence.

Someone being accused of being a cop.

Shots fired.

There's still no name?

Only that he was rushed to St. Benjamin's.

A couple of guys are headed over.

All right, I'm gonna ask the boss if we can, too, just in case, all right?

Okay, come on, there's got to be 15 detectives in the 5-4 squad.

- Odds are it isn't your brother. - (phone ringing)

Danny's wife.

No way she's heard anything.

Unless she got the call.

Hey, Linda.

Jamie, it's not Danny.

He called you?

Yeah, in case I heard, but he's fine.

He's working a case in Murray Hill,

and he said he was gonna call your dad as soon as he hung up with me.

Thank God.

Yeah, no kidding.

Listen...

- Hi, Mom! - Awesome!

Yeah, I'm picking the boys up right now, so could you call Erin and Henry?

You know, make sure they're not worried, too.

Yeah, they already are. Thanks, Linda.

I'm glad it wasn't Danny.

There, I said it.

I felt the same way.

Danny's family.

Steve Tomlin has one, too.

Let's hope for the best.

Dino says

Steve has been undercover for the last year,

working his way up the chain of a

drug operation run by Santo Castillo.

Somebody made him.

Word is, after Castillo shot him,

Steve managed to put a slug in Castillo, who ran off.

Tough cop.

Gave him the Combat Cross in '09.

Commissioner?

How's my officer?

Um, I'm afraid he's gone.

Three bullets, one through the carotid.

He lost too much blood by the time he arrived.

Thank you, Doctor.

I'll need to talk to his wife.

Lorraine.

Married to Steve for 22 years, tax accountant by trade.

They have a home in Staten Island.

Frank, she's here.

Two daughters, Bella and Lucy,

both in college.

Mrs. Tomlin?

I'm so sorry.

Can I arrange to get Lucy and Bella home from school?

Oh, that, uh...

Uh, yes.

Um, thank you.

My department owes Steve a deep debt of gratitude for his years of service.

Anything we can do to help,

you only need to ask.

Catch whoever murdered my husband.

We will do that.

Tell me we got the son of a bitch.

Wish I could.

That's not the answer I want to hear, Dino.

Yes, sir.

- Morning, Baker. - Morning, sir.

Castillo was shot.

That would've slowed him down.

He hasn't turned up in any E.R. in the tri-state.

I've got the whole department out looking.

Half of them are doing it on their own time.

Who'd you put with the family?

Johnson and Garcia. They came up in the ranks together.

And on the case?

Sergeant Gormley said he gave it to the best detective he's got.

On the ground!

Get on the ground!

Move it!

Back away from that sink!

On the ground now!

Turn around, get on the ground, put your hands behind your head!

Where's your boss?

Who?

You heard me. Castillo.

- Yo, we're just cleaning crew. - Yeah?

My cleaning lady keeps a bazooka, too.

Still enough here to send you down the drain.

- What's your name? - Ticky.

Ticky, you want a break? Give up the cop killer.

Like he said, we don't know anything.

Fine, you want to play stupid with me, get your hands up on the sink.

Move!

I got all the time in the world till you decide to wise up.

As far as I'm concerned,

each one of you pulled the trigger on Steve Tomlin.

You're all coming for a ride; let's go.

Get them out of here.

Erin, that was impressive.

Well, sometimes when you get the right witness,

the whole case will fall into place.

Well, I'll get her statement typed up and to the DA by lunch.

Great.

Can you find the car?

Lady, can you give me some help?

Sorry, I don't have any change.

I mean a different kind of help.

Tyler?

What?

Tyler Jeffries. I'm Nicky's mom.

- Uh, my-my name's not Tyler. - From Blessed Heart.

You came to our house for Nicky's birthday party

- last year. - I said I'm not him.

Forget it.

Tyler, are you okay?

Here we go, Erin.

Yeah, I'll be right there. Tyler!

Put him in interrogation.

This one in the radio room.

Cuff the others to something solid.

Don't let them talk to each other or so much as trade glances.

This goes real easy, fellas.

First one to give up Castillo wins the prize.

You get the radio room; I got the box.

Got it.

Reagan, you want help? - No.

I got cops from a dozen precincts

volunteering to turn the screws on these guys.

No, we're gonna get a crack at them first.

All right, listen, Steve kept me in the loop on this Castillo.

Says his people are unusually loyal.

Boss of the year? Great, I'm jealous.

Well, I'm just saying, you might hit a brick wall.

Then I'll drag his family in here.

If you can find them.

Apparently he has a sister, but Castillo made her change her name

so nobody could find her and use her against him in some way.

Do you have any more words of encouragement here, Sarge,

'cause this level of optimism is really firing me up.

All right, just-just holler

- if you need help, all right? - If you hear any hollering, it won't be me.

Open it up.

Hi.

Hey.

What are you doing?

Homework.

Without being asked?

Who are you and what have you done with my daughter?

How was your day?

Weird.

You know that boy from your class, Tyler Jeffries?

Yeah.

What's his story?

Funny.