Blue Bloods
Fridays 10:00 PM on CBSFrank Reagan Quotes
Tess: Tell your guys to let me go.
Frank: I can't do that.
TessL What? Of course you can.
Frank: Okay. I won't do that.
Tess: I thought my dad was your best friend.
Frank: He was my best friend, and that is why I am going to honor that by doing what is best for his daughter.
Tess: Wait. They call and YOU come?
Frank: Well, it is my name you dropped.
Tess: I figured it was more like a reference or something.
Sid: Jamie doesn't want anything to do with Joe Hill, and Joe Hill won't back down. I gotta say, thick-headed stuborn genes run in your family. No offense.
Frank: So pretend it's not my family and fix it.
Frank: The current system is a revolving door on criminals. That's the truth.
Chase: That's your truth. My truth is that you're looking to spread the blame on everyone but yourself.
Garett: You didn't even try!
Frank: I did try. You were there. You saw me trying.
Chase: Some days I feel like quitting. Ever feel like that?
Frank:Yeah.
Chase: So why don't you?
Frank: Over time, this job has become my definition. So if I ever quit or you fired me, I don't know who I'd be.
Garett: You read the talking points the City Council sent over?
Frank: I did, and I give them half a star.
Frank: I mean nerve isn't a strong enough word for it.
Abigail: Balls?
Frank: I'm not gonna say balls, and neither are you.
Abigail: We both just did.
Everything's political these days. Filling up your gas tank is a political statement to one side, windmills are one to the other.
Frank: This is an internal affair. We keep our own council. We speak as one and only after we’ve decided where we’ve landed. You got that Lieutenant?
Sid: Loud and clear. We let Harvey swing in the wind.
Frank: Watch it, Sid.
Frank: A tit for tat response would just be like a slap on the wrist in return for a punch in the face. What are we going to do, call them names?
Jamie: But this shock and awe, Dad, it seems like one step forward, two steps back in community relations and I’ve got mixed feelings about that.
Frank: How many times is that son of a bitch going to send you to take his heat?
Erin: You mean the District Attorney?
Frank: Yeah, if he’s going to pursue this ridiculous marijuana policy he ought to have the balls to show up himself.
Erin: Well, in that case, the right son of a bitch is here. It’s my policy, not his.
