Blue Bloods - Thirteenth Season

I don't want any trouble.

Oh, you don't want any trouble?

All yours, Sonny.

Take 'em down, Sonny.

You should've thought about that a long time ago.

Thought about what?

Come on, get up.

Come on.

Come on.

Mayor Chase!

Hey, when are you gonna fix all the potholes?

I didn't vote for you.

Hey, Mr. Mayor, can I take a picture?

All right, folks, late for lunch.

Ah, you again?

What's the matter, Mr. Mayor? Not happy to see me?

You've been harassing me all day.

Just exercising my right to free speech.

You're a public figure, remember?

You answer to the public, isn't that right?

Can you take care of this, please?

Thank you. This is illegal.

You can't do this. You can't detain me.

I am well within my rights to be here.

This is a public sidewalk.

You see what's happening? This could happen to you.

I have a right to speak out to a public figure.

- That's enough. - This is what's happening to all of us...

I know I'm always the one to say, "Yeah, but,"

but there's something else.

Let me guess. He's a cop.

- You know the guy? - No.

But you recognize him.

No, but I can do the math about you being in here playing this for me.

And he is off duty?

- That's right, boss. - Well, then we're good.

I'm not so sure about that.

Oh.

The mayor we know and love is not gonna take this lying down.

Especially since the D.A.'s office already sprung our guy.

Well, yeah, what he did isn't a crime.

Be that as it may, there is still the public relations concern.

- You mean the political. - That, too.

Well, I don't give a damn about either.

- Frank! - Garrett,

before you start going down the road

about how unreasonable I am,

let me remind you that this "camera in your face" thing

is what every cop in the city deals with every day.

A hundred percent.

Which is what I'm guessing

this cop is trying to demonstrate.

So, let's just give him a medal instead?

Technically, it'd be a commendation, Garrett.

Garrett, we ask our cops to suck it up and ignore it

every time John Q. Public springs a 60 Minutes ambush.

The least we can do is hold their boss, our mayor,

to the same standard.

You're not looking to start a fight with the mayor?

No.

But I won't back down from one either.

How are you holding up?

Happy I'm alive, to be honest.

That was a pretty bad beating.

We're sorry about that.

And for no reason.

Like, none whatsoever.

Did you know these guys at all? Have any dealings with them?

Did I know them?

I never saw those thugs before in my life.

Any ideas as to why they targeted you?

I was minding my own business

and these guys decided to jump me.

Maybe you can help us with a description.

What'd they look like?

They were mostly Asian guys. Like a dozen of them.

All of them on these scooters or bikes.

It was happening at hyper speed. Like...

a swarm descending on me at like a hundred miles an hour.

Is there any details you can try to remember?

Maybe a name?

An article of clothing that stood out?

Sonny.

Yeah, one of them kept calling the main guy Sonny.

Sonny.

- What? - Nothing.

What, you know the guy or something?

We're gonna have to check surveillance cameras in the area.

You rest up. We'll be in touch.

I got to be honest with you, Reagan,

- I'm putting you in a bad spot here. - Bad spot?

So whatever you're about to say about

how you don't want to do this or it's unfair,

I've been playing the scene in my head a million times,

so asked and answered if you know what I'm saying.

I don't.

And another thing. I wish I could tell you

I was tapping you for this 'cause you're my top dog.

But the truth is you're green as hell

and we got conflicts up the wazoo.

Conflicts, Lieutenant?

I guess you're the wrong man at the right time.

Would you mind telling me what's going on here, boss?

Before I proceed, keep in mind that everything we say in here

is being recorded.

The first voice you're gonna hear

belongs to Malcolm Argus, known drug dealer.

The second voice belongs to one of his unknown associates.

It's got to be after 4:00 on the 12th.

That's the time my cop works the sector.

Okay, so either the 12th or the 13th.

Listen to me. The 12th. Only the 12th.

Any other day and I don't know if my guy

is gonna be working. Has to be the 12th.

And he's gonna look the other way?

Hundred percent green light.

What about his partner?

Not a problem.

Boss?

You heard Argus mention a specific sector

and a specific date and time.

Yeah.

That's the 2-9's roll call for the 12th.

Badillo and Janko.

*BLUE BLOODS* Season 13 Episode 08

Episode Title: "Poetic Justice" Aired on: December 09, 2022.

That's definitely Sonny.

Looks like you inspired him to commit more crimes.

Very funny. I'll see you at the car.

Reagan.

Hey, Reagan, you got a sec?

No. I don't.

What do you mean no? I got to talk to you.

Yeah, you know, in all the years I've known you,

never once have you come to talk to me with good news.

Well, what can I say? You're the problem solver.

Like the great Wizard of Oz.

Humble am I in your presence.

Mm-hmm. What's it about?

Your sister.

See ya, wouldn't wanna be ya.

No, no, no, no. Come on, come on, Danny.

Come on, this is serious. I need your help.

Mm-hmm. And does Erin know you're here?

Of course not.

Well, then there you go, okay?

It's never a good idea to do anything for my sister

especially when it's behind her back.

Jack Boyle is trying to hook her up with Warren Bradford.

- The billionaire Warren Bradford? - Yeah.

Says he's willing to stake her campaign for her.

Sounds like a love connection to me, Chuck Woolery...

"Back in two and two."

Look.

Jack Boyle and Warren Bradford coming out of Peter Luger's

- after a three-hour dinner. - Why wasn't I invited?

Look closely.

- Look who they're with. - Wait a minute.

Nicky the Gent and Tommy Basile?

Two known mob figures.

Not exactly the kind of company

we want Erin keeping company with

even if it's by association.

True.

Except Warren is not the problem, Anthony.

It's Jack.

He's got dozens of clients like this.

And I got a case to work.

- Oh, got 'em. - Oh, come on.

Ah...

Ooh.

- Eddie, you got a minute? - What?

Oh, Jamie, hey. Where did you come from?

Got a minute?

Yeah, sure, what's going on?

Do you know this guy?

No, I don't think so.

What do you mean you don't think so?

Just that. I don't think I know him.

Well, you either do or you don't.

Not much you really have to think about, right?

Jamie, what's going on?

His name is Malcolm Argus.

He's a known drug dealer who works in the neighborhood.

Oh, I see.

No, I don't think we've ever crossed paths.

- You don't think so? - Oh, geez, here we go again.

Jamie, I have never crossed paths with him.

Okay, because he usually conducts business in your sector.

- Do you think I'm lying or something? - No.

No, no, no. Nothing like that.

Why are you asking me so many questions?

No reason.

No reason?

When you took this job

you said we weren't allowed to talk about work anymore.

And... that seems to be what you're doing.

This is not that big a deal. Forget I asked.

Jamie, is there something I need to know about?

No, forget it.