Blue Bloods
Fridays 10:00 PM on CBSFrank Reagan Quotes
Abigail, I'm tired. The kind of tired you can't sleep off.
Frank: Is there anything I can say?
Mayor Poole: You can give me your word that you'll be just as hard on my successor as you were on me.
Frank: You have my word.
Frank: Mr. Mayor, I think you have lost confidence in my command and I am prepared to step down.
Mayor Poole: Frank, this morning I paid a condolence call to the family of Fleming's last victims. Visits like that are the worst part of my job, yours too. I've done more than I can count, you probably ten times more than that.
Frank: I find no use in looking at that score board.
Mayor Poole: But it should offer some measure of comfort, Frank, and of hope.
Frank: That's all you can do.
Mayor Poole: Oh, but I didn't have it, Frank. I just couldn't find the words.
Frank: Sometimes there aren't any.
Mayor Poole: We should offer some hope. Hell, I won two terms on that message, but I didn't have it.
Frank: It was a tough week.
Mayor Poole: And this guy, this Evan Fleming. How many more of those are just walking around out there, waiting?
Frank: I don't know.
Mayor Poole: You can't know. I know. Or now I know.
Frank: Change the subject or you'll lose your mind.
Mayor Poole: You know I gave 28 years and the use of both my legs to this city. Loved nearly every single minute of it.
Frank: Oh, come on, Carter. You got a bar in here? Let's have drink.
Mayor Poole: Monday morning I'm submitting my resignation to the City Council and I wanted you to be the first to know. All I ask is that you respect my decision. Please.
Calls have been made. Things are motion. Those responsible will pay for what they did, and you know better than to ask particulars.
Garrett: The mayor wants you to handle the announcement solo.
Sid: Poole never missed a victory lap in his life.
Garrett: Until now.
Frank: It's about me taking the weight for six dead bodies.
Sid: But we caught the guy.
Frank: Yeah, but it comes soaked in blood and the mayor wants to keep his shoes clean.
Archbishop: I'll tell you what, you get Officer Macklan's health claim put through and also see that he gets promoted to Detective First Grade so that his family can receive the pay and benefits that go along with it, then we can revisit this conversation.
Frank: You're doubling down.
Archbishop: I’m defending the flock. May God bless you and keep you safe.
Garrett: We both knew this issue would land on our desk sooner or later.
Frank: It didn't just land, it was placed by the mayor.
Frank: As far as I'm concerned if you worked that pile and got sick, you and your family should be taken care of, end of story.
Garrett: You're not an insurance claims adjustor.
Frank: For which I thank God every day.
Jamie: You take a shot at the king, you better not miss.
Frank: My aim is true.
Erin: He's got the heavy artillery.
Henry: You can't fire him but he can fire you.
Frank: Either way, AG or the press, we end up looking like weasels, and by we I mean me.
Garrett: So we sit on our hands.
Frank: Not saying that, but I don’t want to make some kind of clever move that backfires and ends up washing the Mayor's hands for him either.
Then, Mr. Mayor, what the hell were you thinking when you personally called the presiding judge at seven fourteen this morning on the Jasper case and got bail squashed?
Look I have Sunday dinner with the former P.C., a detective, a beat cop, and an ADA. Did you really think all my intel flowed through you two?
