Blue Bloods

And the e-file authorization, sign and date.

See? Virtually painless.

Same thing your mom always said.

She also used to say that your dad and you

were her favorite clients.

None of that "procrastinating till April 14th" crap.

Those are mine.

Okay.

Till next year, then.

I'm not sure you should wait till then.

Wait for what?

Whatever the bad news is.

When I was studying to be a CPA,

my mom would always take me to client meetings,

get the feel for it.

I always used to get the willies coming to yours.

Why?

I was always like, "Do I have a joint in my bag

"or an unpaid ticket in the glove box?

Because he'll know."

Okay. Full immunity.

Melissa, it's pretty hard to get off the 14th floor

without my say-so.

When my mom passed away, I went through all the files

to get up to speed with my new clients,

including your father's.

Okay.

He had her making monthly payments to someone.

Her files only go back

12 years, but I get the feeling it's been even longer than that.

Any notation in her accounting?

No charitable deductions, no nothing.

Just cash disbursements.

Only cash?

Thanks.

Nice place.

Yeah, unfortunately, this'll probably go on the market

if we're here.

What do you got? Ted Bradley, 58.

Runs a big ad agency that comes up with names

for new pharmaceuticals.

Lipetra, Thunderlax, whatever those things are.

Downstairs neighbors heard a commotion and they called it in.

Well, that'll get the job done.

And a wallet and a Rolex Daytona

just out here in the open?

I'm not feeling this is a robbery.

Maybe the perp didn't want to take anything traceable.

$10,000 currency band,

minus the currency.

Guess that's not traceable.

Get your hands off me Hey, hey, hey...

This is a crime scene. You cannot enter.

- Okay? Hey! - Knock it off now!

This is my family home! The hell it is.

What are you talking about? Hey, hey!

Who the hell are you two?

I-I'm Ted Bradley's son. So am I.

Well, first things first. What brought you two here?

I couldn't reach him.

He and I were supposed to have lunch.

What's going on?

He's dead.

What?

My God.

We're very sorry.

You thought he cut you off again,

so you killed him. What? No.

Please. No. There...

This is your guy right here.

Whoa, whoa. Hey!

Come on.

Get them out of here. Come on.

This homework is gonna kill me.

"Foldable cell membrane"?

Are you kidding? It's so boring.

No, I was actually kind of hoping

that you would explain it to me.

Shut up, you're smart.

So maybe we could hang out later and you could help me?

Son of a bitch.

What does "ACAB" mean?

"All cops are bastards." Seriously?

Yeah, it's-it's a thing.

Maybe the janitor has something that'll clean it off.

Did he sleep over? Yeah, but on the couch.

You got more self-control than me.

I might have spent a little time on the couch with him.

And on the coffee table.

Let me see that again. Excuse me?

You're happily married.

You can look at the menu even though

you've already ordered, you know.

It's over there.

10-13. We got shots fired at 29042nd Avenue.

Possible active shooter.

Send a bus and additional units forthwith.

Copy, U29-Charlie.

Yeah. We're going in, Central.

He came back.

Who did?

He got fired,

but he came back.Okay.

Keep pressure on this.

I get what I'm owed or all of you die!

Do you hear me? Pay me my money!

Jerry, we paid you. We...

Police! Don't move!

Okay. Okay.Yeah.

You okay? Yeah.

Is he dead?

Yeah.

I'm Ted's real son.

Then that dick's mom over there broke up our family.

Well, he says your dad cut you off.

Because he convinced him to.

Look, my Dad would buy whatever he was selling.

His family was screwed up way before my parents met.

His mom was a total alcoholic.

Well, if he hates yours, why kill his dad and not her?

She died last year. Uterine cancer.

And you know what he did?

He called me on the phone and laughed.

It's called karma. Same way he says it's only right

he got named Junior.

I mean, look at him over there.

He's so smug.

And you think, since you were firstborn,

that you should've gotten that?

And yet I got nothing.

Dad gave Gerald everything.

Time and money, and it went right up his nose

or into his arm.

Every chance he had in life, he blew.

So you think he killed your father for the money?

He'd gotten it into his head he'd been cut out of the will.

Must've snapped.

I've made some mistakes, but I loved my father.

Do you have any idea why

he might've had so much cash on him?

Ask Junior.

He'd be the one who put him up to it.

I'll do that.

The guy must've shot her first thing he walked in the door.

Let's get you checked out, okay?

Let's go. Why? I'm fine.

Eddie, I did what I had to do.

What we trained to do.

Which one of you took him out?

She did.

Thank you for saving us.

Attagirl.

Mr. Bradley is dead?

Yes.

Did you know him well?

Well, only in that I've been his banker for the last few years.

Well, is there anything you can tell us about him?

He was a sweet guy, very old-fashioned.

You know, didn't like ATMs.

Liked the interaction with real people.

Did he make any large withdrawals recently?

Yes. He came in yesterday.

He said he needed a hundred thousand.

So I suggested a cashier's check, but he wanted cash.

You know, he wouldn't even let our guard

deliver it to his house.

We'll need to see your security camera footage.Sure.

He show any signs of depression lately?

You see any of that?

I don't know.

It was just a retail relationship, but...

But?

His wife passed away last year.

And have you met those two sons of his?

Did they bank here, also?

They're in every other week.

One will come in with Mr. Bradley to add his name

to his dad's accounts or change his PIN,

and then the other shows up to change it back.

Then everyone just starts yelling and screaming.

Did it ever get physical?

Only verbal, but they'd even go after him.

You know, "You're a terrible dad,

you love him more than me," et cetera, et cetera.

That's why I tried to be sweet to him.

Did either one of them seem capable of hurting him

or murder?

I just work in a bank.

Right, but you've seen them interact

and it hasn't always been pleasant.

He was a good man

with two ungrateful brats for children.

That's all I know.

Well, thank you for your help.

Not that she was much help.

Well, she tried.

Reagan.

Yeah, Sean's dad.

They wrote what?

What you doing? Studying.