05x04 - Sold

[bunniefuu]

Previously on Ray Donovan...

Jay White,
I'd like to introduce you

to my brother Ray Donovan.

Hey, Ray, this is, Jay's...

His sensei, sh**t.

Come over here.

Daryll got a guy,

big sh*t at ACA,

to read my script.

The agency's passing

on your script, Mickey.

Who's Marty Randell?

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.

What's the bag for?

I'm gonna stay at Todd's
for a while.

I need you.

If you leave me,

then I'ml'ml'm nothing.

During the Great Recession,

storage was one
of the only sectors

to post positive returns.

A complex there with 500 units,

in eight years,
you'll make 2.6 million.

What does the guy want?

1.2 million.

It's a good deal, Bunch.

What the f*ck are you doing?

- What?
- Take it off.

Take the f*cking shirt off.

My wife, she...

she passed a few months ago.

Yo.

It's here.

Let's do this.

Put down the bacon,
m*therf*cker.

Take your f*cking clothes off!

Morning.

Are you lost, sir?

Hello.

Are you looking
for the senior center?

That's a building down.

A trannie pianist fights
her way to Carnegie Hall.

This is what earns
a recommend for you?

Who are you?

Mickey Donovan. Four Leaf.

The Boston bank picture.

- No, not the heart transplant.
- That's right.

And you're here to give me
my 34 minutes back?

I'm gonna pass
on that remark, Marty.

Here.

I'd like you
to change my coverage.

What?

- No.
- Why not, Marty?

It's better than
this piece of crap.

Velvet Finch is
thoughtful and relevant

and, most importantly,

has Vanessa Franklin
attached to star.

Vanessa Franklin is a woman.

Yes, a woman playing a man

who is, in fact,
a transgender woman.

And who is attached
to star in Four Leaf?

I'm working on it.

Here.

Change your review.

I am the head reader at ACA.

My power is my objectivity.

- f*ck does that mean?
- I'm not for sale.

Everyone's got
their price tag, Marty.

Let me break it down for you.

You thought up a little story,
scratched it down.

Great. Now, go read it out loud
at your nursing home.

You slapped me.

- Change the coverage.
- No.

You're gonna change it, Marty.

I can't.

Help!

I know it's in there.

But I feel fine.

For God's sake.

All right.

Yeah?

Harriet.

It's Brendan. Brendan Donovan.

I'm in.

I just gotta go home
and get my money.

Your money?

Yeah, my settlement money.

II like it in cash.

You keep over a million dollars
in cash at your house?

It's in the safe.

Jesus f*cking Christ.
It's not a g*dd*mn drug deal.

Okay, so...?

So go home,

get your money,
take it to a bank,

and get a cashier's check,
for f*ck's sake.

Gotcha.

Ray.

What do you think, babe?

- Spandex?
- What?

I mean, what do you wear
to something like this?

Is black too obvious?

Will you stop?

He's the best oncologist in LA.
Ezra swore by him.

Yeah?

How'd that work out?

He's gonna give us
good news, Abby.

I got a feeling about it.

Yeah.

He better, right?

You look pretty in that blouse.

You don't know.

No, no.
It has to be floor seats.

Thatthat won't work.

Well, floor seats
are three grand a pop.

But listen, Lena,
this here ACA, okay?

I gotta show 'em some love.

It's not gonna happen.

Yeah. Excuse me. Yeah.

There's gotta be
somebody you can call.

If it was for a client, maybe.
But that's about it.

Wwhat about your boy at Staples

or thatthat Tommy Wheeler kid?

- Or how about...
- Daryll, come on, please.

f*ck, Daryll, floor seats
are three grand a pop.

Does that mean you'll do it?

Lena, I owe you big.

A'ight, I gotta go.

Kwamzilla.

Come on, fam.
Don't look at me like that, man.

You know I got you.

n*gga. You better got me.

Your grandpa slapped around
the agency's head reader.

I didn't even leave a mark.

I just dusted him a little.

You see what I'm dealing with?

I'm gonna need
a big f*cking carrot

to keep the cops out of here.

A'ight, done. I'll get you
those exclusive Jordans.

Already got 'em.

Okay, um...

but do you got courtside?

Clippers/Cleveland
tomorrow night?

f*ck out of here.

Come on, man. I ain't playing.

I'm your n*gga, come on.

Next to the bench?

Don't push it.

Good to go.

Catch you later, bro.

Courtside.

Mr. Donovan?

II have Maria's
bottle and chickie,

but I can't find her pacifier.

Yeah, pacifier's in the, sink.

I gotgot a...

business deal today.

It's a real estate transaction.

It's really none of my business.

- Come on.
- Yeah.

Heyhey, listen,

you mind going
to the grocery store

after you drop her off
at day care?

There's nothing in the house,
and I'ml'm starving.

Sure, Mr. Donovan.

Thank you.

There. Right there.

He senses exhaustion,
then goes for the combo.

Just like clockwork.

- You paying attention, kid?
- Yeah.

- This's important.
- Yeah.

Don't f*cking "yeah" me.

Yo, can you relax?

I got it.

Yo, give me a second.

- What was that?
- What?

- Don't f*ck with me.
- Yo, it was nothing, man.

Yeah? Didn't look like nothing.

- You just gave that guy money.
- Yeah, so?

So who was he?

It's my dad.

I thought you said
your dad wasn't around.

He just got back
to LA a few days ago.

From where?

Prison.

I see.

So he just got out of prison
and you gave him money?

It's mine, isn't it?

Listen, Damon.

I seen this
kind of thing before...

And what kind of thing
is that, Terry?

You get a little success,

and then people start
coming out the woodwork.

He's not "people."

- He's my dad.
- Yeah?

Well, my dad was a c**t.

Look, Ter, I know things
between you and Maureen

didn't go that well last night...

Don't go there.

Yo, can we just study the tape?

Well, he's a liar
and she should divorce him.

Yes, I know that.

Yes, I know that too.

Yes, I know that, Tammy,

but a liar is a liar is a liar.

Well, you asked my opinion.

Well, he's a jerk,

and I just wouldn't
marry someone like that.

I know. I understand.

It's hard.

- Be right back.
- All right.

All right. Bye.

- Wait here.
- What?

I left the ticket upstairs.
Wait here.

How long?

Well, as I said,
it's not precise.

Three? Six?

- What?
- In that range.

Yeah.

And then what? After that, what?

Well, then there's,
palliative care.

Morphine?

Yeah.

Among other things.

You gotta do something.

You gotta save her.

I'm sorry, Mr. Donovan.

She's all I got, you know?

So...

Take a trip.

Spend time with your kids.

What the f*ck
are you talking about?

II don'tl don't-

I don't know
what's wrong with you.

Okay, you cannot be
going up into

an agency like ACA
and start slapping people.

He had it coming.
He deserved it.

Whether he did or he didn't,
that's not a way

to get your movie made, Pop.
Believe me.

'Cause in this town,
they're raised to be assholes.

- Here.
- Pop...

- Pick a page. Pick a page.
- I'm driving.

Look, I'm gonna read it,
and then you'll see.

I don'tl don't want
to hear that right now.

- It's a great script, this one.
- I'm sure it is.

Just not now.

Okay, it's your loss.

Yeah.

JDub, what up, boy?

You good?

What... Waitwait, what?

Nno, Jay, slow down.
Whatwhat are...

You what?

No, no, no. No, no, no, no.

Don't do that.

Yeah.

Jdon't move, okay?

Don't move. I'm on my way.

sh*t...

we gotta make a little detour.

Pop, you wait here, okay?

Sure.

Jay.

sh*t.

What's up, big dog?

sh*t.

I f*cked up, man. I f*cked up.

Okay, okay. That's why I'm here.

Show me.

"Michael, cool as a cucumber,"

approaches the young, beautiful

black bank teller,

ass like two scoops
of chocolate ice cream.

She takes Michael in.

Smiles,

ever so flirtatious.

'Afternoon, handsome.

Would you like to open
a bank account?'

Michael

casually sets
his daughter's lunch box

onto the counter, opens it

to reveal

a .38 Special inside.

"Smiles back."

"'I'd like you to open"

your money drawer.

Unmarked bills.

No distress code. No dye packs.

Put the cash
in my kid's lunch box.

"That and your phone number,
honey.'"

That and your phone numb...

That and your phone number,
sweetheart.

No, "honey's" good.

II...

I've never seen anything
like this, Pop.

So II don't know. This is bad.

- This is really bad.
- Okay.

Let your father help you out.

Maybe we should, go call Ray.

Let me take a look.

Your brother's got enough
on his plate right now.

Who the f*ck are you?

Mickey. Mickey Donovan.

Is that a real samurai sword?

You related to this guy?

Yeah, he's, me and Ray's father.

But it's all good. He's cool.

As a cucumber.

What happened here?

Ko Gasumi, with the hero sword.

Menuchi, thrust to the head.

Only I lost track
of the numbers, man.

He counts in Japanese,
in f*cking Japanese!

And I swung too early.

f*ck me, man. f*ck!

We were just training
for a movie and...

- f*ck, man!
- All right.

Relax, relax.
This ain't a problem.

What do you mean,
this ain't a f*cking problem?

Look, you already
cut his head off.

- Half the work is done.
- What?

I'll need cleaning supplies.

Trash bags.

Concrete. Thick towels.

Ttowels are by the pool.

Cleaning supplies
are in the house.

Go get the towels. All right.

Go grab what you can
from inside the house.

The stronger the chemical,
the better.

And then get back here.

Go ahead.

Let me see one of these.

What you gonna do?

Here goes.

What's next now?

A leg.

Is your avocado nonGMO?

Well, is it, or isn't it?

Drop your phone.

Drop it!

Move.

Give me your ATM card
and PIN number.

How are ya?

Um...

I'll take a...

The chicken teriyaki sandwich,
please.

Yyou all out
of chicken teriyaki?

Wallet, cell phone,
and your f*cking bag.

All right. All right.

Come on.

All right. Herehere's the...

Give me the bag.

- Give me the f*cking bag.
- No, no, no.

- Give me...
- Do what he f*cking says.

f*cking...

- Move, m*therf*cker.
- f*ck you.

- Get on your f*cking knees.
- f*ck you guys.

Stop fighting, you dumb sh*t.

- Give me the bag.
- f*ck you.

What's your ATM PIN?

f*ck you!

You're f*cking dead.
You hear me?

I knew something was wrong.

What you mean?

Hearing things.

Raccoons.

Holes in the wall.

I'm not crazy anyway.

Course you're not.

No, I'm just dying.

You could go
anywhere in the world,

where do you go?

I don't know.

Italy?

India?

What?

Back in time.

I gotta make it to Christmas.

f*ck is that... what...

What do you mean,
you gotta make it to Christmas?

Yeah, for the kids.

I don't want to ruin it
for them forever.

You're gonna make it
longer than Christmas, Abby.

Yeah?

Maybe New Year.

Don't you f*cking quit on me.

- Ray, for f*ck's sake.
- Hey.

We're gonna find a doctor.

We're gonna find somebody
who can fix this.

And until then,
you don't get to f*cking quit.

All right? So pick.

Italy or India?

Give me your car keys.

Just give me
the f*cking car keys.

Gonna love my husband.

I'm gonna love my kids.

And I'm gonna fix
this f*cking bar!

All right, you m*therf*cker?

That family from Evanston,

they still interested?

Can you bring 'em over?

Yeah, today.

Thanks, Deb.

There once was a girl
named Sapphire,

who succumbed
to her lover's desire.

She said, "It's a sin,
but now that it's in",

could you shove it in
a few inches higher?"

That's...

- That's really good!
- No, it's not.

That's good. That'sthat's from...

- Shh.
- That's from your mom?

Yeah.

I love you.

I'm sorry.

- That was insensitive.
- No.

No, itit was. It was.

Because, um...

the cancer.

No, I take it back.

I don't love you. Take back.

Really?

Listen...

I'm listening.

My father

is a person who does things.

What does that mean?

Okay, so he covers up crimes

for famous people

and he does crimes

and he knows a lot
of powerful people.

He covers up crimes?

- And he doeshe does crimes?
- Yes.

It's serious.

And... andand...

you're telling me because...?

Um...

you know, because he can...

he can be dangerous when someone
doesn't give him what he wants.

That's... II'ml, like...

I don't understand.

You, um... you got sick,

right before your trial,
with meningitis.

Um...

Wait, whatwhatwhat
are you saying?

I think my dad might've

made you sick
before your surgery.

I wanted to see

what could have happened
for my mom, you know?

II thought

that you'd gotten
the surgery, Jake; I did.

I thought that
when we met that you'd...

you'd be healthy.

I swear.

So wh...

why would your dad
want to get me sick?

So you wouldn't get the surgery

and my mom could
take your place in the trial.

I should've just
called my lawyer, man. f*ck!

Jay, just relax, okay?
We got it covered.

Hey, man, my whole f*cking life,

my whole career is sitting
in the back of your car

in buckets of concrete.

This old man even know
what the f*ck he's doing?

Yeah, man, I mean, we got this.

"We"? n*gga, "we"?

The old man is
the only one making moves.

All you f*cking got
is bubble guts.

f*cking "black Ray Donovan."

You the f*cking
wack Ray Donovan.

f*ck outta...

Jay White
sitting in the parking lot.

No way.

Yeah, we,

doing some deep sea fishing,

doing some research
for his newest role.

The White House.

The White House, man. Yeah.

That was my jam
back in high school.

II used to get
bussed into Pali High.

Nothing but
white people everywhere.

Thanks, man.

Hey, "Check's in the mail,"
right?

That's right.

"Check's in the mail, baby."

Hey, do you think
I can get a picture with you?

Yeah, of course, Officer.

Yo, he one of them
cool celebrities.

He'll take a picture with you,
no problem.

Okay, there it is.

Aw, perfect.

See, nobody would
believe me otherwise.

Yeah, no problem.

"Check's in the mail."

n*gga, please.

Every black person been
the only black person someplace.

Jay, you cool?

I'm calling my lawyer.

- You doing what?
- I'm calling my lawyer.

This is...
Hey, yo, what the f*ck?

I said no lawyers, didn't I?

Yo, give me
my f*cking phone, man!

No, f*ck you; After this sh*t,
you're fired, m*therf*cker.

Do what you gotta do.

We're good to go.
We're good to go.

What's going on?

He wants to call
his lawyer, Pop.

No, no. No, no.

Here.

Come on. You come with me.

Daryll, no.

Stay here.

Ben? Ian?

Yeah, I'll be there.
Give me about 30 seconds.

Hey.

What's up, Ter?

What about dinner tonight?

I was thinking Bludso's.

Maybe El Carmen?

- You choose.
- I can't.

- I'm buying.
- Yeah, um...

my dad wants to meet up.

What, twice in one day?

All right.

You want a ride?

Nah, it's cool.

I'll Lyft over.

So I'll see you at home tonight?

Yeah. Of course.

They can't be more than, like,

20 miles away, right?

So you gotta get in your car,

put your siren on,
andandand call

- the highway patrol.
- Sir.

Get 'em to put up
those barricades.

I understand you're upset, okay?

Yeah, I'm upset...

They robbed me.

They held us all hostage
atat gunpoint.

The best thing we can do

is let our detectives
try to find the culprits.

- Try? No, you can't just try.
- Yes, sir.

Okay, I had over $1 million

in my daughter's diaper bag
they took.

You had $1 million
in your daughter's diaper bag?

I know it sounds unusual.

But look, I was going

to a big real estate
transaction, okay?

I was going to the bank
to get a cashier's check,

and I justl stopped there
'cause I was hungry.

I'll be sure to notate that
in my report:

"Victim had $1 million."

It's 1.2. Look.

Please.
I'm telling you the truth.

Yes, sir. We'll put
a dedicated task force on it.

You're not f*cking
listening to me!

Sir. You need to calm down.

I'm sorry.

Please. You gotta help me.

Sir, why don't you
go over to the ambulance,

let 'em take a look at you?

Okay, start tossing.

Let's go.

Chopchop.

Let's go.

I'll help you here.

I got it.

All right, one, two, three!

Look at me.

He was the professional,

and he put this f*cking
razorsharp w*apon in your hand.

Whose fault is that?

See?

You got some kind of

formal Jap goodbye or something?

You can do it now.

Speaking Japanese.

All will be well.

It's a great big ocean
and a very tiny sensei.

Home is the hunter,
home from the hill,

and the sailor home
from the sea.

Let's get back to land.

Hey, Ray.

What are you doing here?

I gotta talk to you
about Sam Winslow.

All right.

Go get the security cam footage.

Hold up. Hold up.

I don't know
what arrangements you made

with my son,

but my services aren't included.

No?

No.

So what do I owe you?

I've been getting
some excellent feedback

on this little film
that I wrote.

Four Leaf?

Yeah, as in clover.

And you and I know

that, nothing
gets made in this town

withoutwithout a star.

Listen, Mr. Donovan,
this is not how things work.

Look,

The time to call your lawyer

was before you called my son.

We understand each other?

We'll hold on to those.

They'll be safe with us.

I'll... I'll take care of,

Sensei's car.

You can go.

What'swhat's that...

that line you're famous for?

"Check's in the mail, baby."

You were great in that.

Occupy yourself
with other things.

This day never happened.

We'll be in touch.

We'll be in touch!

How well do you know Tom?

I knew his brother better.

Do you consider him a friend?

No.

Tom became unreliable.

You're not unreliable,
are you, Mr. Donovan?

I mean, when someone
brings you into their problem,

you're discreet.

What's he got on you?

I first met my husband Roger

when I was
a script girl at Pacific.

He was 56. I was 29.

The film was The Absolute End.

He proposed to me

the night he won the Oscar.

What happened?

Our daughter, Ainsley, was born.

Roger bought a house
on Point Dume.

Which I hated.
The constant driving.

Ainsley and George liked to play

at the Madisons' when he
wasn't with his mother.

And the Madisons lived nearby.

We drank, she and I.

Too much.

It was fourthirty.

I remember because I was
due in town at sixthirty,

and I was running late.

December 16th.

The sun was going down.

Kids were in
the back of the car.

I turned onto the PCH.

I was drunk.

Very drunk.

The kids were...

in the back seat.

Um, Tom belonged
to Roger at that time,

and he came to the hospital.

I was handcuffed to the bed.

And Tom did what he does. He...

he made it disappear.

And Ainsley's death

became a tragedy
instead of a crime.

That must have been
hard for you.

I suspected
that Tom kept things.

Obviously, he did.

I'll take care of it.

Will you, Ray?

Will you do that for me?

Damon is going out
to dinner tonight.

With his father.

His father?

I didn't know
he was in the picture.

Yeah.

Me neither.

Teresa's...

out with the Crafty Fox.

The what?

El Zorro Astuto.

It's another luchador.

That's a sh*t name.

I was El Trebol,

The Shamrock.

That's a better name.

'Cept I ain't got no luck.

Me neither, Bunch.

Me neither.

Two glasses, Bunch.

Three of my four boys

and a bottle of whiskey,
what could be grander?

Gentlemen.

Gentlemen, it's time to toast

your old man's newly
greenlit motion picture,

starring the enchanting
Jay White.

The "Check's in the mail" guy?

None other.

Jay White's black, Pop.

This is the modern times, Bunch.

They can do all sorts of sh*t
with their computers.

What the f*ck
are you talking about?

No, I'm serious.

They got this other picture

where a woman is playing a man

who's dressed as a woman.

They can do all sorts of sh*t.

To be continued.

Kitchen's closed, but I can

throw something
together for you.

What are you doing?

What?

You were supposed
to take care of things.

Avi showed up
at my house last night,

my f*cking home.

Totally off the rails.
Higher than sh*t.

I'm not k*lling Avi, Frank.

Robbery
turned quadruple homicide.

Cowboy. Fat guy.

Black lady. Indian.

So what? I'd do it again.
They k*lled my girl.

The Vegas Bureau called
and I buried this for you,

you f*cking degenerate.

Now, if I go down, this is
the first damn thing to come up.

Do you understand that?

And your boy's gonna
get called in to talk.

Bunchy's a good boy.
Leave him be.

And from what
I understand about him,

that f*cking halfwit,

he won't last all of
five minutes before he cracks.

Tomorrow, Avi's gonna be at

the Spearmint Rhino
Gentlemen's Club.

Eleven o'clock a.m.

Get it done.

Hi, it's me.

I f*cked up.

I know. I...

I should have...

told you.

Call me.

I really liked it.

Yeah, me too.

The bedrooms...

Yeah, nice kitchen
and everything.

So if you have any
questions, please call me, okay?

- Thank you so much.
- Sure. Thanks, Deb.

Pleasure, pleasure.

Same here.

You know,
I just want to go over...

Okay.

Good news.

They're going to offer
50 under asking.

Do you want to counter?

- What for?
- What do you mean, what for?

Just sell it, Deb.