Blue Bloods

What time is it?

7:59.

So, in one minute, we're off duty,

and yet Central gives us this job.

Really? There was no one else available?

Just admit it. You want to see Jamie at change of tour.

Well, we are newlyweds,

we still like each other.

Maybe our new boss will show us some sympathy

and cut us loose.

Morning, boss. What do we got?

Neighborhood pool turned into a watery grave overnight.

Female Hispanic, early 20s,

looks like blunt force trauma to the head. Keep the crowd back.

You really need us?

Did I stutter?

No. I just mean...

girls need their beauty rest, right?

Our tour was almost over.

So was mine. Now it's not.

Ooh...

- All right, folks, let's get back. - Keep it back.

Let's get back here.

Your vic died of a myocardial infarction.

Neck bruises were from lividity, not strangulation.

So, no foul play. Natural causes.

Yeah.

Got to be kidding me.

Well, I guess I'll cut his brother loose then.

Tell him I accept tips.

Will do.

You okay?

Actually, uh...

- That-that couple. - Mm-hmm.

When I was here the other day, they were sitting right there.

They come in every couple of days, asking about Jane Does.

I show 'em photos of who I got, they say none

are a match and they leave.

And that doesn't strike you as strange,

that they're looking for Jane Does every couple days?

It's the morgue. Strange is what we do.

Scuse me.

Hey. How you doing?

Actually, I was wondering

how you're doing.

Um, Detective Reagan.

Do you mind if I ask you a question or two?

Sorry. No English.

That's funny. The doc said

- you speak English. - We go now.

Look, I just wanted to ask you a question or two.

Must go! Sorry.

Matt will start the welcoming remarks,

with Misty and Mindy following,

and then the three of you will introduce Commissioner Reagan.

Uh, are we supposed to write what we say?

Well, yeah.

I'm happy to help.

Or, shoot, I can.

I mean, your mom kept me awake

at I don't know how many rubber-chicken charity dinners

with great stories.

I'd be happy to share some.

That would be great.

We're kind of more public figures than public speakers.

Commissioner Reagan is a public figure.

You guys post selfies with people you don't know

and product endorsements for stuff you don't use.

- Could you just... - Oh, I'm sorry,

- Mindy, does the truth hurt? - Or you're just jealous.

Let's just keep our eyes on the prize here.

- What prize? - What this is all about,

honoring the great New York legacy

- of a great New Yorker. - More BS.

Okay, I think we've gone over everything...

Hold on a second.

Matt, seems like you have something to share here.

I've tried for months to get a meeting with you.

That's news to me.

Well, schedules never gelled.

This is all a fraud.

While my mother was telling you funny stories at dinner,

there were people all over this city

trying to pull her knife out of their backs.

Please don't listen to him. He's just...

No, you might want to protect yourself here.

Because when the real stories come out about my mother,

you're gonna look pretty silly polishing her statue.

I think I knew your mother pretty well.

A lot of people thought they did.

They didn't.

I'm done here.

I am so sorry.

- That... - Under the circumstances,

I need to see you two out as well.

Sorry.

Oh, boy.

Didn't expect to walk my first foot post with a sergeant.

Did I screw up already?

Nah, your training officer banged in sick.

I figured I'd help out.

So, graduated first in your class at the academy, huh?

I guess so.

Modest, too. You keep that attitude,

you'll go far in this department.

What's up with this?

You thinking what I'm thinking?

Yeah, or, uh, maybe he's the owner.

Uh, follow my lead.

Hey.

Excuse me, sir.

Can you step away from the vehicle, please?

Hey, it's not what it looks like.

- Put your hands on the car. - No, no, no, no, no, no.

See, my keys are all screwed up.

Keep your hands where I can see 'em. Hey!

Roland!

Roland! Roland.

Hey, Roland.

Hey, hey, Roland. What happened?

Hey, you hit?

10-13. Officer down.

Corner of Harlem River Drive and 135th Street. I repeat,

I got an officer down.

- Pool's closed today. - But my kids need to cool off.

There's another pool on 126th Street.

And a Y over on Amsterdam.

Hey, Rachel,

your ten o'clock, that guy in the back,

is he smiling at me?

Yeah.

Now he's smiling at me.

What, is he mocking us?

Or he killed that girl.

Oh. Where you going, Officer?

I'm just going to tell Detective Kotcheff there's a guy.

He's throwing a weird grin our direction.

So that's how that works now?

You just tack on the name Reagan

and, suddenly, you're running the crime scene?

What? No.

Boss, she's just trying to help.

Yeah, and I still go by Janko when I'm on the job.

And I go by chain of command.

So if you have any information

that you need to convey to the detective,

your patrol supervisor does it.

Fine.

Just right over there. You can see yourself...

Wait.

He's not there anymore.

So there's nothing to tell anybody?

If there ever really was.

Hey.

How you doing, Roland?

Can't believe I fell on my ass.

Yeah. Well, it happens to the best of us.

I thought the guy shot me.

Well, let's get you a ride home, where you can relax.

And we'll start again as soon as you're back to full duty.

Start again?

Yeah.

Get back on the horse.

But this is only my third day out of the academy.

What happens next time? Or the time after that?

We start slow.

And I got your back every step of the way.

But you were made for this job. I can see that in you.

You've also seen rookies die, right?

- That's not the point... - That's exactly the point.

It'll be my wife getting the flag,

not yours.

Mr. Morales, you've been very helpful.

Exit's the same way you came in. Thank you.

Hey. Solid lead in our furniture store murder.

Mm-hmm. Great.

Guess you I.D.'d the Chinese couple?

Not yet.

Well, then enough already.

- Come on. - Enough already, you.

I mean, aren't you even the least bit curious

about the Jane Doe they're looking for?

Or why the two of them blew me off?

Well, that I understand.

Very funny.

You know, you're really hilarious, Baez.

You're chasing your tail.

I'm not chasing my tail.

Something's going on, and I know it.

Okay, well, here we go.

The credit card used in the taxicab belonged

to one Jun Xi Chen.

Hmm. Okay, well, run it through BADS then.

I'm already doing it.

Jun Xi Chen was collared last year

when he clipped a pedestrian with the food truck he owns.

What do you know? He has a wife.

Wei-Feng Chen.

She was also collared when she interfered with the arrest.

They collared her for obstruction.