Previously, on "Ray Donovan"...
You and your Polack cunt are gonna back out
of the mayor's race.
You go near her again, I'll fucking kill you.
Ah!
I was asked to... To do something,
to fake something.
To fake what?
An attempted rape.
Whoa.
Hey! Stop!
How many miles between us
is it gonna take, Dad?
How far do I have to go to get away from all of this?
Everybody get on the ground now.
Put your hands up. Get on the fucking ground now.
Get down!
Teresa, no. Come on, don't you fucking do this!
*RAY DONOVAN* Season 06 Episode 08
Episode Title : "He Be Tight. He Be Mean."
It's so fucking weird.
What happened to your arm?
"Forgive yourself."
Good luck with that.
I tried to forgive myself.
Trust me, I tried,
with shamans, charlatans, and shrinks,
but at a certain point, I realized that I didn't really
want to forgive myself.
We're only alive so long.
We should just, uh, take what we want
and, uh, stop thinking about it all the time.
Stop waiting for permission, don't you think?
Sam Winslow needs this to stop.
Who the fuck are you?
The last person you're gonna see, you cross her again.
Tell her I need to talk to her.
She's not interested.
Tell her I can explain everything.
Your employment has been terminated.
Sam gonna need the keys to your apartment,
keys to your car,
and that three million dollars you owe her
by the end of the day.
Hmm? We understood?
Fuck you.
♪ Bring your A game, shorty, bring your A game ♪
♪ I've been down... ♪
♪ Bring your A game, shorty, bring your A game ♪
Hey, what the fuck?
♪ Bring your A game... ♪
♪ Shorty, bring your A game ♪
- ♪ What? ♪ - ♪ Bring your A game ♪
- ♪ Huh? ♪ - ♪ Bring your A game ♪
- ♪ Who? ♪ - ♪ Bring your A game ♪
♪ Now you've been talking like you really got game ♪
♪ But all that talking... ♪
♪ Like it ain't no thing ♪
♪ Didn't even break a sweat... ♪
♪ I feel sorry for you, dog ♪
- Oh. - Ah.
Sorry, homes.
I swore I saw a squirrel.
Brendan? Oh, my God.
No, you fucking cunt. No, you don't.
Get your hands off me!
- Where's my money? - Yo, Bunchy!
Fuck you, you big ginger bitch.
I will piledrive you. Where is my fucking money?
- I don't got it. - Bullshit. Where is it?
- Bunch... B-Bun... - I don't have it!
- Wait, what are you doing? - Open that fucking door.
- Bro, what is... - Open the door!
- What? - Open the door!
- Boss! - Just do it!
All right!
How the hell did you ever find me?
Divine intervention.
Where are your brothers?
I lost them.
Same as before?
Sure.
Cops just left.
What'd you tell them?
Some faggots from L.A. came in here and messed my shit up.
Oh, uh, so you went with the truth.
Yep.
What are you doing here, Terry?
Oh, I'm just drinking,
like everyone else.
No, I mean in Boston.
Oh, well, uh, Bunch wanted to see Ma's grave.
You?
I like it here, you know?
Reminds me of when I was a young man...
My brothers, your aunt.
Fucking Donovans...
you always could fight good.
You're drunk, Gus.
Yeah.
You fight mean... all of you.
No fucking mercy.
Yeah, meaner than all you Donovans, though?
Abby Kelly.
She wasn't mean, you fucking cunt.
She just told the truth, and she told it fast.
L.A. prick.
She told the truth, and she told it fast.
Those are words to live by.
I didn't come back here 'cause I lost my brothers.
No?
No.
I came back here 'cause I want to go home...
with you.
Where's the money?
♪ Money, you my honey, money, be my bitch ♪
I lost everything because of you!
My chance at freedom, my father.
My fucking daughter's gone forever.
Oh, hold on. Maria's gone?
What the fuck?
Yeah, her mother just took her.
She just took her right away from me.
Oh, Brendan, I'm so sorry.
I know how much you loved that girl.
- Where's the fucking money? - It's in the refrigerator.
I only spent 20 grand.
I swear.
I only spent 20 grand on a gift for Maria.
It's right there in the bedside table.
I only came back here to show off.
Tell all my pals that I was a millionaire.
- Okay. - But...
But they're all fucking dead!
Take me back to Long Island, will you?
Bunch, that's the ransom money, right?
Come on. Come on, Bunch, let's go.
Teresa, it's me.
Please don't hang up.
Listen...
I got something for Maria...
something that's gonna change her life...
Your life.
Just, please...
tell me where you are.
Okay.
All right, I'll be there in a few hours.
Just don't go anywhere.
What... Bunchy, what the fuck is going on?
Teresa's staying with her cousin in Queens.
And?
I'm gonna give Maria all the money.
What? What?
Bunch...
Wait! No, Bunchy, man.
Don't do nothing stupid!
Where's the gift?
It's right there in the bedside table.
Take a look.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, don't stop.
Oh, yeah, that's nice. That's nice.
I'm not... No, I'm not gonna stop.
Oh, Jesus. Fuck. Oh, don't stop it.
I won't stop. Oh, my God, it's good.
- Oh, Jesus. - Oh, my God. I love you.
I love you, Abby. I love you. I love you.
I'm so... I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Shut up. Just keep going.
- Come on. - All right.
Who the mayor will be, there are also
several citywide bond measures to be considered.
Topping that list is bond measure eight,
which seeks to allocate
an additional four million dollars
for the completion of current road construction projects
and provide for additional...
Construction work
on the much-needed expansion of FDR Drive from 61st Street
to Harlem River Drive
stalled after costs exceeded those set aside
in the city's general fund...
What?
Mick's in Boston. I need you to go get the money.
You got to be kidding me.
Everything's gonna be fine, Lena.
I promise.
I just need to get that money back.
Get it yourself.
And now a Channel Six News interview
with Anita Novak.
So you've gone over the events in Central Park
with your staff?
Look, I'm sure Miss Evans has her reasons
for saying what she said, but I know what I saw.
I saw a woman in distress.
I saw a woman being attacked.
And the allegations that someone
from your staff paid her?
I can only assure you that neither my campaign
nor anyone affiliated with it did such a thing.
I can assure you that such a person doesn't exist.
Going somewhere?
What do you want?
Ed Feratti on tape.
I'm working on it.
It doesn't appear like you're working on it, Mr. Donovan.
It appears like you're running away.
- I need more time. - I don't have more time.
And neither do you.
Feratti on tape.
How are you feeling?
Oh, uh...
I'm fine.
Listen, I'm, uh...
I'm sorry about calling you Abby.
Don't worry about it.
Really?
Yeah.
I mean, why do you think my eyes were closed?
I was pretending you were Ryan Gosling.
Well, it's been said.
So Abby was the one that got away?
No, no, she didn't get away. She just...
Married the wrong Donovan.
No.
No, she married the right Donovan.
I...
I just would have made her miserable.
Well...
for what it's worth,
I think you would have made her happier.
Thank you.
Anytime, Mr. Gosling.
Uh, listen, I got a fight tonight in New York.
So?
So I want you to come with me.
You can be my lucky charm.
Why?
Oh, come on.
I'm gonna win this thing. I'm gonna get some money.
We can go anywhere.
Terry... you're sweet.
But we both know last night wasn't about me.
Come with me.
I got to work at 4:00.
And I got to pee.
Hey, uh, this is my spot.
She told me to sit here.
Barbara? Why is he in my seat?
- You're off the campaign. - What?
Your internship is over.
Are you firing me because of my father?
No, Bridget.
We have interns on for short cycles in order
- to give as many students... - Did he do something to you?
Did you sleep with him? Is that it?
Bridget, it's not personal.
We have interns on in two-week cycles.
Yours was up.
You did a nice job, and you'll get full course credit.
I was at this bar in Southie,
and there was a game of snap between a guy called Big Peter
and another guy called Peter the Painter.
This game of snap was for 100 bucks.
And not only were both these guys called Peter,
but they both had really bad stutters, too.
The bar was packed.
You couldn't move for the people watching.
Eventually two sevens were sitting on the table.
Oh, they started spitting
and... and... and... and... And swearing
and then getting all red in the face
and stuttering and, "Sn... sn... sn... sn... sn..."
And eventually Peter the Painter...
finally said,
"Sn... sn... sn... sn... sn... sn... snap!"
Just before Big Peter could.
Taxi!
We need to talk.
- Hey. - It's fine.
It's fine.
You look like hell, Ray.
You walk into a door or something?
I'm gonna get your money back.
Good.
But I know that's not what you really want.
- No? - No.
You want the prison...
The land trust that Feratti controls.
I can get it for you, but...
you're gonna have to trust me.
Trust you?
I can take Feratti down.
And what about Anita?
We'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
Doesn't matter who's mayor.
It only matters that it's not Feratti.
So you have a plan?
Yeah. There's a catch, though.
Of course.
It's gonna get worse before it gets better.
Anita's gonna have another bad news cycle?
Not Anita this time.
- Who? - You.
You're delusional.
You're fucking delusional.
I want my money, and then I want you out of this city.
You're making a mistake.
It's gonna go down either way.
No...
it's not.
Terry?
What can I get you?
Uh, Johnnie Walker Black, uh, neat.
Another one.
Just tell me straight.
Your stunt yesterday...
That's why she's dead.
It was that cunt Sam Winslow.
She didn't want her to talk.
I don't know.
I'm gonna kill her.
- Let me take care of it. - Oh, yeah?
Okay. Fuck you.
Lena...
She did everything you asked her to do.
I'm sorry.
I know you think you do all this
for the sake of your family.
But where is everyone, Ray?
Where are your brothers?
Where's Bridget?
And Conor... he joined the fucking Marines
to get away from you.
You know what, Ray?
You're gonna die alone.
You deserve it.
There he is.
My motherfucking Boston Bulldog.
What's going on, T-Bone?
I'm here to fight.
You know the drill, man. Get yourself ready, man.
Tonight's the big one.
Finally. Hey, Bunch.
I got to go piss real quick, all right?
Hurry the fuck up.
I got to meet Teresa in Queens.
Thanks, Brendan. You're a good man.
Take care, Aunt Sandy.
I don't trust those fingerprint sensor locks.
Yeah, I know what you mean.
They won't be getting in that house.
That's for sure.
Well, look who it is.
The two Judas fucks.
I should have known that you'd be in cahoots with each other.
Oh, man, Mickey, what are you doing?
I should shoot the both of yous.
I saw my chance, and I took it, Mick.
You would have done the same.
And why the hell are you dressed
in your brother's clothes?
I haven't touched those clothes since the day he died.
Yeah, you're a real sentimental bitch.
Tell me about it.
I need a fucking drink.
Pop, listen to me.
Okay, you got to know
that Frank Barnes was going to kill you.
All right, I saved your life. I mean, you have to know that.
Jesus Christ, I mean, you're the one who went
and blackmailed Jay White into making a movie.
Like, I was fine. I was okay working with Ray.
And you think this makes it all right?
What an asshole. Who do you think I am?
That's some twisted fucking understanding.
What you did was foul. You betrayed your own father.
It was Ray.
Fuck Ray.
Pop, he said you... You would rat me out,
that you were gonna talk.
That's the one thing I would never do,
is rat on my own family.
Even knowing that I might never get out of that jail,
that I would die there, I didn't rat you out.
I never said one word.
I never would, see?
That's who I am.
But I done enough bad shit, so...
So here we are... The scumbag reunion.
Now, where's my fucking money, Sandy?
Brendan's got it.
I gave it back.
Hey, hey, Pop.
Can I get a cut of that?
No, you don't get a cut.
The person who pays the ransom doesn't get a portion
of the fucking ransom.
Get out of the car.
It's a long story, Ray.
Get out of the fucking car, Bunch.
Where's the money, Bunch?
I'm taking it.
I got to do something right for a change.
Do it for my family.
- Where's the money, Bunch? - You can't have it, Ray.
Where's the fucking money?
You can't have it. It's mine.
You can't fucking have it.
No, you don't... No.
No, you can't have it. You can't...
It's for my family!
No, damn... no!
Fuck... No, no, no!
No, no! You fucking...
You can't have it!
Ray.
Vinny. Vinny, Ray.
Oh, you gentlemen have already met.
You didn't have to kill her.
Are you talking about your prostitute friend?
You're the one that... that made her lie on national TV,
and then you were the one that humiliated her afterwards.
I didn't have a choice.
Are you saying I did?
Listen, Ray...
if it weren't for the things that you did,
that woman would still be alive.
You think about that.
You should have let me handle it.
I did.
Hey, sweetheart.
Now?
All right, I'll get there as soon as I can.
Hey.
You all right?
Why didn't you teach me how to drive?
What?
You made Mom do it.
Why?
No, I didn't.
Yes, you did.
Why?
What's going on, Bridge?
Please answer me.
I don't know. Maybe, uh...
Maybe I was nervous.
Uh...
You didn't want me to grow up.
What?
Because you love me.
Of course I loved you, sweetheart.
But you didn't want me to grow up.
What's this about?
You wouldn't teach me to drive because you
wanted to protect you... Not me, you.
And you wouldn't let Mom die the way she wanted to...
Needed to... because you didn't want to hurt yourself.
You were protecting you.
If I want to be happy, I have to move away.
I have to get away from you.
You'll never let me be happy.
And it's not your fault.
It's not. And I know you're hurt.
And I know you try.
But you can't touch anything without fucking breaking it.
And I'm gonna get married.
I'm gonna have a family.
I want a life. I want a future.
And you have to let me go, okay?
Can you do that? Can you let me go?
Let you go?
You're my daughter.
And you're my dad... forever.
We can't keep doing this.
We have to say good-bye.
Free in a way you'll never be.
Whoa.
Hey. Hey, buddy. Buddy, are you okay?
It's all right. It's okay. It's all right.
Come on. Come on, let's get to your feet.
Get to your feet. You're gonna be fine.
You all right?
What, were you in a fight?
You don't look so good.
You want some water or something?
Dude!
Stop! Stop!
Get him down! Get him down! Get him down!
I'd like to talk freely for a minute,
if you don't mind.
You're a severely traumatized person, Ray.
You blame yourself...
For the trauma inflicted on you
by others... You control it that way.
You make it your own that way.
I know you know
about post-traumatic stress disorder, right?
I mean, it's destructive.
And it kills people, okay? And you have that.
And it needs to be treated.
I thought that's what we were doing here.
These are things you got to work on
your entire life.
But you need tools for that, Ray...
Group therapy, medication, one-on-one therapy.
Now, I know you don't want to hear this right now.
But that's what it takes to learn how to forgive others
for what they did to you... To forgive yourself.
Forgive myself for what?
Ha!
Kick his ass!
How you feeling?
Where am I?
Grandview Hospital.
What?
Grandview Psychiatric Hospital.
What happened?
I'm going to have to give you some medication, Mr. Donovan.
No, you're not. Get your fucking hands off me.
Hey! What the fuck are you doing?
- Get off me. - Just relax.
I don't want any fucking med...
Shh. Calm down. Calm.
That's it.
♪ I know that somewhere ♪
♪ My Redeemer lives ♪
♪ What a comfort ♪
♪ This sweet sentence gives ♪
♪ He lives, he lives ♪
♪ Who once was dead ♪
♪ He lives ♪
♪ In my ever-living head ♪
Yeah! Yeah!
Yeah!
Hey, keep going, man!
Oh, he's got a death wish, man!
What's wrong with him?
♪ He lives to grant me rich supply ♪
You murderer!
♪ He lives to guide me ♪
♪ With his eyes ♪
♪ He lives to comfort me
♪ When faint ♪
♪ He lives to hear ♪
♪ My soul's complaint ♪
♪ He lives to silence ♪
♪ All my fears ♪
♪ He lives to wipe away ♪
♪ My tears ♪
♪ He lives to calm ♪
♪ My troubled heart ♪
♪ He lives all blessings ♪
♪ To impart ♪
♪ He lives and grants me ♪
♪ Daily breath ♪
♪ He lives ♪
♪ And I shall conquer death ♪
♪ He lives my mansion ♪
♪ To prepare ♪
♪ He lives ♪
♪ To bring me safely there ♪
♪ He lives ♪
♪ All glory to his name ♪
♪ He lives, my Savior ♪
♪ Still the same ♪
♪ Oh, sweet the joy ♪
♪ This sentence gives ♪
♪ I know ♪
♪ That my Redeemer lives ♪
♪ He lives ♪
♪ All glory to his name ♪
♪ He lives, my Savior ♪
♪ Still the same ♪
♪ Oh, sweet the joy ♪
♪ This sentence gives ♪
♪ I know ♪
♪ That my Redeemer ♪
♪ Lives ♪