Boston Blue

What a game. What a game!

- Calm down, dad. - Not gonna calm down.

- I have reasons to celebrate, okay? - Yeah?

It's your first day on the job and a mets win

- over the stinkin' Red Sox. - Shut up!

My first day is tomorrow, and I'd like to live to see it,

- so... - You'll be fine, Sean.

And not for nothing, you were in a coma three weeks ago.

Forgive me for being excited

that you're gonna follow in the family footsteps, okay?

- Not nervous, are you? - No.

I can stay a few more days,

- keep an eye on you. - I'm fine, dad. I...

- I'm serious. All right. - I'm good. I'm more than fine.

Any fear, any hesitation...

- Compartmentalize? I know. - That's right.

I'm taking those feelings, putting them right here

- in my pocket, just like you taught me. - All right.

- I'm ready. - All right.

Then I hope Jonah's ready to keep up with you.

How's that for fresh paint?

You nervous about tomorrow, shooting like that?

You know, one of them's out of center mass.

- Show-off. - That's right.

Lena, just give me the big sister advice

that you came here to give me, please.

What happened to your childhood best friend Sheila?

We stopped hanging out after junior high.

Yeah. Why?

Because we kissed, and it got awkward,

but you don't have to worry, because me and Sean

- don't plan on kissing. - Well, you're not gonna need to,

'cause you've already changed the nature of your relationship.

It's the same as Sheila.

I don't want you stuck in the sidekick zone.

- He's my best friend. - No, no, no, no, no.

Tomorrow, friendship goes out the window.

Okay? It's all about partnership tomorrow.

No more friendship.

That's a whole different ship.

Every partnership has a hero and a sidekick.

And you, Jonah silver, are the hero.

You are Sherlock.

What?

You know Sherlock and Watson?

Yeah.

Tomorrow's gonna set the tone for your partnership,

so you got to show Sean who's boss,

or you'll be Watson forever.

You got to be Batman, not Robin.-

establish yourself right out of the gate

so nobody thinks that you're getting a free pass

just 'cause you're a Reagan.

This isn't New York.

I'm the only Reagan in Boston pd.

That's true. You are the only Reagan in Boston.

Plus, Jonah's got way more to worry about.

Both his sisters are cops, his mom's the D.A.,

- his dad was a judge. - Right.

So, tomorrow, you got to make sure that you drive,

- that you pick the music... - Wow.

You have some serious partnership baggage?

And make sure you pick lunch, 'cause otherwise,

you're gonna be hearing Sean talk about

how the food is better in New York.

Trust me, I've been there with new partners.

You got to drive, you got to pick the music,

and you got to pick where you get lunch.

Sean and I have been best friends since the academy.

We are gonna be fine.

All right, that's enough pointers out of you.

- All right. - Let's just enjoy

your last day here and then get you back to New York.

Trying to get rid of me already?

No, it's actually been nice having you around, you know?

All the doctor's appointments and rehab.

Thank you.

It's been good for me, too, kid.

Get out of the way.

Police! Move!

NYPD! Move it!

Move out of the way!

Step back! Back up!

Get a bus.

I said call it in, Sean.

Come on!

Yeah, this is officer Sean Reagan.

Shots fired outside of Fenway.

Appears to only be one victim. We're gonna need ems.

Hey, guys, get back! Go. Come on.

This is an active crime scene, okay? Get back!

Dad, what the hell's going on?

I don't know.

Trouble follows you?

Only in Boston.

- Thank you for calling. - Yeah.

- Is Sean okay? - He's good. He gave a statement

and went home to rest for tomorrow.

I was first on the scene.

That why you call? So we could work it together?

Technically, I am still on loan to bpd,

and you seem to still be riding solo.

Sure you won't get distracted? Sean and Jonah's first tour?

Know you were helping Sean through rehab for a whole month,

- so you got to be nervous for him. - Yeah, I'm good.

I can put that aside.

I know how to compartmentalize.

Well, all right, Brooklyn. What do we got?

One Vic. Male, white, middle-aged.

Single gunshot wound to the back.

Gagged, bound. In silk pajamas.

- Someone roughed him up pretty good. - Yeah, they did.

Csrus are scrubbing for shell casings.

We got a witness, too.

Excuse me, sir.

Detective Reagan, detective silver.

Can you tell her what you saw?

He jumped out of a blue Van, ran to the park.

I heard shots go off, and he just dropped.

A-And then the Van took off around that corner.

Did you get the plates?

Make or model?

No.

All right, thank you.

We need that footage.

Fenway is surrounded by security cameras.

Yeah. What's your mom doing here?

What is the district attorney doing at our crime scene?

Hey, mom, what's going on?

- You're working this case? - Yeah.

Killer shot into a crowd where me and my son were walking

and killed this guy.

I assume you haven't I.D.'d the victim yet,

otherwise there'd be cameras here by now.

- Why? Who is he? - Winston Ballard.

He walked away from a fortune to move forward

as a whistleblower in my case against Lou malakov.

Ponzi scheme guy. That's a huge case.

Yeah. Winston's testimony would've been a sure conviction.

It would've brought justice to a hundred families

that malakov stole from.

Any idea what he's doing around Fenway?

That's what I was gonna ask you.

Stick around, work with Lena, find out who did this.

Ready to run it back, Brooklyn?

Try and stop me, bean town.

Attention.

Officer Reagan, officer silver, welcome to the rank and file.

They say the police belong to the people

and the people belong to the police, but above all,

you're partners, you belong to each other.

Look out for each other.

Something happens to one of you,

it's the other that's got to tell the family.

Get your patrol assignments at the desk,

come back in one piece.

Dismissed.

Bruh, it's been a rough three weeks.

Good to have you back.

I'm sorry.

You, you nervous about today?

I was just thinking about the guy

that got killed at Fenway.

Kept me up last night, you know?

My dad and I were standing right there.

It was crazy.

Hey, we've been working towards this since the academy.

All right? It's gonna be great.

- Yeah. Yeah. - Okay?

Yeah.

Can you tell us what happened, Mrs. Ballard?

They crashed into the apartment, tied Winston's hands.

They were white. I could see through

the-the holes in the mask.

You say "they." Are you saying there was more than one?

No, I-I couldn't tell whether it was a-a man or a woman.

They didn't talk.

They just started hitting Winston with a gun.

I was so scared.

And then they took him.

They pushed him into a blue Van.

Can you think of anything else?

No.

Mrs. Ballard, I... You were supposed to protect us.

There were supposed to be cops watching our house.

I am truly sorry for what happened.

Winston blew the whistle on Lou malakov's Ponzi scheme

because he wanted to do the right thing.

But I begged him not to come forward.

Detectives silver and Reagan are outstanding investigators,

with the full resources of the major case unit behind them.

We will get justice for your husband.

Call me if you remember anything.

Thank you.

She's right.

I rarely get involved with these cases.

25,000 cases flow through this office every year.

I have 160 prosecutors, but her husband took a big risk,

so it inspired me to make personal assurances

I shouldn't have made.