Previously on Ray Donovan...
I know what I'm asking you to do is dangerous,
but I'm out of options.
I got nowhere else to turn but family.
I don't expect your help.
God knows I don't deserve it.
If any of you want to walk out of this room right now,
I wouldn't blame you.
Fuck you, Frank.
You want Sokolov, we do it my way.
Wear the fucking shirt, Ray, or you're done.
Arrest me.
- You want to win this fight? - Yeah.
Win it.
Time!
Our business is over, Mr. Donovan.
You are a very foolish man.
Hello, friend. Get in.
Here you go, buddy.
Good, now walk away. You don't want to see this.
What the fuck is this?
Cocaine, heroin, fentanyl.
The art came in, they loaded it up,
the art went back out.
You'll find Sokolov's body in Anaheim.
Nice work, Frank.
Looks like you brought down another crime boss.
It's fucking great to be a Donovan.
Yesterday I thought everything was over.
I thought that we'd never be able to come home again.
Now, look.
We got a fresh start, Ray.
I told you everything would work out,
didn't I?
Yeah, you did.
Don't you ever fucking doubt me again, Ray Donovan.
No one can touch us.
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All right.
Morning, Mickey.
I called in an order for ten boutonnieres.
Great, I'll get those for you.
Is someone getting married?
Yeah, one of my sons tomorrow afternoon.
That's wonderful.
Yeah, it's a happy occasion.
Happy occasion.
Stay here.
Don't chew nothing.
Raymond Donovan?
So...
you want to tell me what happened?
It's in the file, right?
In your words.
I got in a fight.
I see that.
Why did you get in a fight?
Ah, some stupid stuff, you know?
My family.
- Stupid stuff? - Mm-hmm.
Like what?
Oh, family thing. Brothers.
A family thing
that led to you getting arrested.
Yeah, well, the cops should've never been there.
But they were.
And you're here, so...
In your words.
Dad, stop!
Stop!
Are you gonna answer my question?
I told you.
It was a family thing.
Your 19-year-old daughter called the police.
Your brother and your father were hospitalized.
And what kind of family thing is that?
It says you were intoxicated during this family thing.
We all were.
- It was in a bar, so... - Mm-hmm.
You think you have a drinking problem?
No.
Have you ever been through any kind of therapy before?
Yeah. My wife.
How long were you in couples therapy?
About 10 to 15 minutes.
Why were you in couples therapy for only 15 minutes?
My wife said what she wanted to say, and...
we worked it out, so...
I left.
Yeah.
Fill this out for me.
Bring it back before the end of business today.
Look, I get it. I, uh...
I-I-I know why I'm here.
I'm a grown man. I shouldn't...
I shouldn't be fighting in bars.
I... You know, it... It's not the kind of thing
that's gonna happen again.
Is there some other way we can work this out?
Twelve sessions...
completed in 90 days.
Do that,
follow the rules of your probation,
and you will have fulfilled your obligations to the court.
Come back in two days... same time.
We'll pick up where we left off.
Yo, Terry, you okay in there?
Just tying a tie.
Need any help with that?
Fuck off. I'm fine.
What do you think?
Mm, man, you look fresh.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Does it fit good?
How about we lose the hat this time?
Yo, take off the hat, Ter.
Oh. Wow.
What happened?
I had surgery for my Parkinson's.
They put a pacemaker in his brain
and drilled holes into his head.
You want to see something cool?
What?
Show her, Ter.
My God.
You... you okay?
Yeah.
I got to go.
So can you get this ready by tomorrow?
Yes, Mr. Donovan.
Damon, you got to get yourself fitted up.
Make sure you look good for Maureen.
All right.
Aqu�.
Ah!
Come on, let's see what you got.
God damn it, Brenda!
It's Brendan.
You got to take two steps forward.
I know. I fucking know.
By the time they hit her the fourth time,
I need you back in the ring with the clothesline.
I got it.
Look, I-I got to get to work.
The audition's at eight.
Let's try not to fuck this up.
Ayúdame.
Come on, let's get back to work.
I got the boutonnieres.
I told you not to bring the fucking dog
in here anymore, Mick.
It gets lonely, too.
Beckett.
Maureen's aunt is a 12-stepper,
so Terry told me to order more nonalcoholic beer,
which I did.
What's that?
Nothing. You got a pen?
What you doing, Mick?
Writing a screenplay.
It's gonna be a killer.
Ooh, writing.
I didn't even know you could read.
And I didn't know gas stations sold women's clothes.
You got a B on your health inspection.
Hmm.
That manager you got...
He's serving people sandwiches on moldy bread.
- You got to dump him. - Abby hired him.
I told you I was a front-of-the-house guy.
You wanted me to cook.
So, action, meet consequence.
You're losing 20,000 a month.
Sell now, stop the bleeding.
I got a lead on some self-storage units.
- I'm not selling, Harriet. - Oh, fine.
Just burn the money. Why the fuck you pay me?
All right.
I'll bite.
Oh, you're interested, huh?
Well, it's sophisticated.
Maybe I can dumb it down for you.
The lead character, Michael...
He's a tough Boston dockworker,
lost his wife, raising four kids on his own.
And when one of the kids gets sick,
Michael turns to robbing banks
to take care of the little one,
'cause that little sweet girl
needs a heart transplant.
Does she die?
Maybe.
It's what you call a tearjerker.
No, she shouldn't die. People wouldn't like that.
Hey. We're not open yet.
Hey, do... do I know you?
Sloan Kettering.
You're Bridget.
Jake, right?
Yeah.
- Well... well, uh, Smitty. - Right.
Uh, what are you doing here? Do you live around here?
No.
So, um...
what's... what's going on?
I found out you work here.
Okay.
That's creepy.
Oh, no, no, I'm...
I'm just... I'm just messing with you.
I know it's weird.
I-I called one of the nurses at the hospital.
Uh, how... how's your mom?
She, um...
Oh, my Go... I'm so sorry.
Aw, man.
I didn't mean to, um...
I'm gonna go. I'm sorry.
Well, hey, can... can I...
Can I walk with you for a second?
Don't you have to work?
I got time.
Okay.
Yeah?
I'm... I'm sorry, really.
I-I can't even imagine how you must feel.
Fuck.
- Sorry. - Yeah.
Hey.
Thank you.
Do... do you want to go back to my apartment
and... and get stoned?
It's really close. It's right by the IKEA.
I'll get you some Swedish meatballs.
Okay.
Come on.
People like a good cry, Harriet.
Not over a dead kid.
What about this?
There's a shootout in a bank.
And, uh, Michael realizes that he could die then and there.
So he runs out, he covers his heart with his hand.
He gets shot,
and his heart goes to his little girl.
That better?
It was better when she died.
- Why? - Write what you know, Mick.
You're late.
I had wrestling practice.
Jay, brah, you and I both know
that a rich, powerful black man in America...
It's a three-hole punch, Bunch.
- Huh? - Well, I didn't know.
Yeah, you did, 'cause I told you last time.
So take it back, all right?
White paper, no three-hole punch.
Make sure the coffee's whole bean, not ground,
'cause we have a grinder, in case you don't remember.
Fuck you.
I'm sorry?
If you roll with us,
you will get three of the best in Los Angeles
at crisis resolution.
- He didn't count me. - So what?
Four fucking people work here.
Not just three.
Fuck this.
What's going on, Bunch?
- Daryll's not counting me. - What?
And Lena, bossing me around with paper and fucking coffee.
Jesus fucking...
I moved my family back from Pismo Beach for you, Ray.
I'm here to help you.
I know you did, Bunch.
All right.
Well, I'ma be a luchador.
What?
El Trebol.
What the fuck does that mean?
"The Shamrock."
Three weeks, ten cities.
Lucha on tour.
So fuck this shit.
Fuck this shit!
I miss Avi.
Have you talked to him?
No.
Like, I wouldn't set this up
unless I knew that we could make something happen.
You know what I mean? Come on.
- Let's do this. - You're in the right place.
You're in the right place messing with us.
Yes.
Jay White, I'd like to introduce you
to the man himself, my brother Ray Donovan.
Respect, man. I heard a lot about you.
How are you?
Hey, Ray, uh, this is, uh, Jay's...
His sensei, Shoota.
Come over here.
- He needs to bow. - No, it's all good.
Hey, uh, Jay's in town doing the remake
to the Sonny Chiba movie, G.I. Samurai.
- Yeah? - It's about an awesome platoon of
tough, black U.S. Marines
accidentally get sent back in time
to the... the feudal days of medieval Japan.
- Hey, we got to go. - All right, my nig.
- You stay up, okay? - Let's go, let's go.
- Huh? - It's good to meet you, Ray.
Hey, yo, we out!
That's a $400,000 samurai sword.
Yeah?
Ray, that was Jay White.
Oh, uh, Ray, uh,
Mickey called and said something about a boutonniere.
I got shoes already.
Shoes?
Boutonniere?
It's a fucking flower, Daryll.
The pictures of The Waterfall star
were taken during a trip to Jamaica,
but no word yet on who leaked them.
We have reached out to Natalie's reps to confirm,
and we'll keep you updated...
as we learn more.
This is Sandy Gagic reporting...
Yeah?
I need you over here, now.
Natalie James?
No.
Sam Winslow.
That was pretty good. Yeah.
I can't believe that you still smoke.
Well, it's not lung cancer, man.
These might be the best meatballs I've ever tasted.
- Dude, right? - Mm.
So you went through with the surgery?
No, I got kicked off the trial.
Mm, what do you mean?
I got sick.
Yeah, I was in pre-op,
and... and they found an infection, so...
Well, when are you gonna have it?
Um, I don't know.
I mean, I got to go through,
like, the whole lottery thing again, so...
it might not happen.
Wait, you, um...
You got an infection right before?
Yeah.
It was a real "fuck you" from Jesus, huh?
What kind of an infection?
Uh...
meningitis.
I'm so sorry.
Oh, it's... it's okay.
I mean, it's been a-a real nightmare, but...
If you don't... If you don't get it?
Well...
You're very beautiful.
I'm not trying to make things weird or anything.
I just... I think that you're beautiful.
How are you happy like this?
Well, I'm with you. Um...
I'm high.
There's birds outside chirping.
I never hear birds in New York.
Just got to listen.
See?
Hey, do...
Do you... do you want to, like, hang out?
I could go get a bottle of wine or something or...
Is... is that cool? Do... do you have to go?
No. Yeah, no, I can stay.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
All right, cool. Cool.
It's getting to be a running bet around here
that you don't show up with my coffee.
It's never gonna happen.
I'm gonna bring you your lunch every day
for the rest of your life.
- You get your suit? - Yep.
What about Damon?
He's trying his now.
Sweetheart, you just left him there?
What if he picks purple or orange?
Then he wears purple and orange.
Roberts needs you back in three.
Are you gonna say hello to Terry?
Jesus, Todd.
Terry.
- Todd. - See you later.
My father's got the boutonnieres
for you, your brother, and your uncle.
Yeah?
And I was wondering if you'd like to make a toast tomorrow.
I don't know about a toast.
Suit yourself.
I ran a check on you.
Some shit came up.
Well, Maureen knows I was in prison, so...
that's history.
Yeah, my sister knows about that.
But I don't think you told her about this.
That wasn't so fucking long ago, now, was it?
Thanks for getting here so quickly.
Sure.
- So what's the problem? - Oh, yeah. This.
It's coming out by day's end.
Who leaked it?
You know Tom and Vicky?
Yeah.
Thought they were supposed to be fixing problems,
not making them.
We got a board meeting in three weeks.
Is this true?
Yeah. Unfortunately, it is.
Sam brought them in house a few years ago.
They've been good soldiers for us,
but Sam overused them.
She built Tom and Vicky a wing in the administrative building,
and she's been spending company money
trying to fund her personal wars.
Where are they now?
After Sam cut ties with them,
they took files and disappeared.
All relevant and Pacific-pertaining materials
in their possession must be returned.
Any discussion of their relationship
with Samantha Winslow, written or verbal,
is strictly forbidden
and any further contact with any employees
of Pacific Pictures or its holding company ceased.
Sam isn't interested in litigating this thing.
She just wants her stuff back.
So what's she offering?
The money will be refreshed annually,
so long as Sam is still chairman
of Pacific Pictures and its parent company.
Your payment.
Ray Donovan.
Winslow, Ray, really?
Sorry about your wife.
She was a real beauty.
Winslow needs you to return what you took.
What are the terms?
Landry gave me two bags, 500 in each.
You get the same every year moving forward.
Landry says no more business with Pacific.
And that means no more business in Hollywood.
That's what he says.
That's what Sam says.
Maybe she'll retire in a year or two.
You can start up shop then.
She's not done. She's not gonna retire.
She'd rather die than retire,
and she'll probably never die.
You taking the money or not?
What other choice do we have?
That's all of it.
Winslow's not fit, Ray.
What she does, the way she does things.
- Have you met her? - No.
Do yourself a favor, don't.
Yeah.
I found a very motivated buyer.
I have a good feeling about this couple.
Three kids, moving here
from Evanston, Illinois.
Can you meet me at the house?
Sure.
Yeah?
Hey, Con.
Yeah?
You make varsity?
Got to cut weight, but, yeah.
What are you cutting to?
One thirty-eight.
Call Terry. He'll give you a hand.
It's wrestling, not boxing.
It's cutting weight, Con.
You want me to come out there, see the match?
You're busy.
Not that busy.
You talk to Bridget?
All right, I got to go. I have class in five.
They're looking for good schools
and some space for...
You said you were gonna fix that, Ray.
He took a shit so big,
I could hardly get it in the bag.
Oh.
We got a showing?
Mm-hmm.
All right.
I'll make myself scarce.
God, it's all so beautiful.
We should let Mickey move in.
He's lonely.
We got room.
You're out of your fucking mind.
The kids are growing up. They're gonna be leaving soon.
Well, that's exactly why we don't need
to be letting Mickey in the house.
It's a huge house.
He saved our fucking ass tonight, Ray.
? Fade into you ?
You know what this song reminds me of?
Mm-hmm.
What?
Your 25th birthday.
What?
Of course I remember.
How come we never have sex in the bath anymore?
I don't know.
- Hey, Bridge. - I met the kid.
What kid?
You know what kid.
Ray? They're here.
Ray?
You okay?
I can't do it, Deb...
not today...
not yet.
Okay.
Hi. I am so sorry, but, uh, the owner's elderly father
hasn't found a new place to live.
But there are three wonderful homes nearby
I can show you.
Yeah?
Where are the boxes?
What?
The boxes from Vicky and Tom.
I got 'em.
I'm at Sam's house.
I need you to bring them over immediately.
What's the address?
I'm Ray Donovan.
Uh, Doug Landry's expecting me.
You an actor?
No.
You could be an actor.
Yeah?
Oh. Thanks, George. He's here for me.
You get everything?
Yeah. It's in the car.
My husband, Roger, used to go on these ridiculous safaris
for weeks at a time.
He...
He wanted to be John Huston.
But, uh, actually, he was more
like Woody Allen.
Roger used to tell this story about a...
man from Australia
who was famous for killing lions
and a lion from Kenya, who was famous for killing men.
This particular lion
had killed and eaten over 25 villagers.
And the hunter thought,
Well, this creature must be the fiercest creature
he will ever encounter.
When he got to the village, he...
He built a-a blind
right at the edge of the trees.
And he waited.
He was terrified. He... he felt vulnerable.
I mean, what kind of creature was this
that could kill 25 men and never be stopped?
Night came, and as the hunter
looked out into the bush,
he didn't realize that behind him
the villagers had gathered up their goats
inside their huts to keep them safe.
But then there wasn't enough room
for everyone to sleep,
so they pushed the elderly outside...
for the lion, you see.
For the lion.
Cheers.
Do you think that there's a moral
to this story, Mr. Donovan?
I don't know.
Don't get old.
Don't get pushed out.
Thanks for the drink.
Did you meet my stepson?
Who?
George. When you came in.
Yeah.
He doesn't drive.
He needs a lift.
Do you mind?
Sure.
You ready?
Okay, marido, let's do this.
? And in the end... ?
? And in the... ?
You ever been to that hotel in Culver City
where all the Munchkins stayed
when they were working on The Wizard of Oz?
No.
Yeah.
We got to talk.
What's up, Ter?
It's fucking important.
I can't talk right now.
Yeah, well...
it's fucking important.
Where are you?
I'm in the club.
Yeah, so...
that's where all the little people stayed
when... when they were doing the movie.
There was, like, drunken Munchkin orgies.
One little fella... He killed himself on set.
You can... you can see it in the movie.
There's a little guy, like,
hanging from the tree in the Tin Man scene.
Your heart's pounding.
- Is it? - Yeah.
What's going on?
Nothing.
I feel good.
I think.
Barely recognize it, huh?
Abs...
- What do you want to do? - I could go for a burger.
No, I mean, you know...
Now that the kids are leaving the house and...
we're getting older.
I'm not getting older.
Seriously.
If you could do anything you want,
what would it be?
- Anything? - Yeah.
Maybe open a bar?
A bar?
Yeah.
It'd be someplace for the family to get together
and someplace for Bunchy to work...
and Conor.
God knows he's gonna need a job.
Abs,
you left Boston to get away from running a bar.
I'm drunk.
You asked me what I wanted, and...
I don't know... It would just...
It would remind me of home, you know?
Ray!
You okay?
Yeah.
You got a little bump on your head.
All right.
Can you move?
- Yeah. - Okay.
Oh, of course,
now they've mastered out the... The little dead guy.
But you can't erase things like that
from people's minds.
You can't.
Once you see horrible things,
you can't erase them.
I-I saw my sister die.
What?
"Home is where the heart is."
That's what Dorothy said.
"There's no place like home."
Exactly.
Exactly. That's my point.
Come on, baby!
Shit!
Come on. Come on, get them! Let's go!
No! No!
Oh, shit.
Um...
El Tigre. Kevin.
Oh, fuck.
Ayúdalo.
Ter?
Ray.
What's going on?
Sit down.
What's up, Ter?
I got something to tell you.
Ab...
Abby...
What?
Abby was right.
I shouldn't have lied.
Lied about what?
Ah.
You know, it's over between me and Maureen.
What are you talking about?
Her brother found out about Nevada.
So?
You made a mistake, Ter. It happens.
Take it.
No.
Abby wanted her to have it.
Not like this, Ray.
Not like this.
I'm sorry, babe.
We'll be fine.
You still have your job at Ray's office.
I can stay home and look after Maria.
You go.
You go on the tour.
- Yeah, but what about... - Go.
I'll stay home with Maria, all right?
At least that's one thing I ain't so bad at.
You ain't so bad at a lot of things, Brendan.
Michael's got his semiautomatic in one hand
and the bag of cash
for his daughter's heart in the other.
"Drop the gun," says the cop.
"Drop the gun."
Michael whispers to himself,
"I can't let you down, Angela."
"Drop the fucking gun."
Michael drops the money
and keeps his gun pointing at the cops,
knowing they'll shoot.
"Not in my heart,"
says Michael moving forward.
"Whatever you do, not in my heart.
You hear me?
My little girl needs my heart."
You startled me.
Did you tell Terry I got the boutonnieres?
They're in the fridge.
Dad.
What happened?
Now the camera is close up, on gurney wheels
moving fast.
And the nurse says,
"Angela, we have a match.
You're gonna live. You're gonna live."
And off Angela's face,
not knowing she's getting Michael's heart,
we see finally a ray of hope.
Hope.
It's a triumph.
It's a fucking triumph.
She was the brightest star in the sky.
You sleep, kid.
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