♪ New York, I love you ♪
♪ But you're
bringing me down ♪
♪♪♪
[grunts]
[choking]
♪ New York, I love you ♪
♪ But you're
bringing me down ♪
[sirens wailing]
♪♪♪
[grunts]
♪ Like a rat in a cage ♪
♪ Pulling minimum wage ♪
♪♪♪
♪ New York, I love you ♪
♪ But you're
bringing me down ♪
♪♪♪
[water running]
♪ New York, you're safer ♪
♪ And you're wasting my time ♪
♪♪♪
♪ Our records all show ♪
♪ You were filthy but fine ♪
♪♪♪
♪ But they shuttered
your stores ♪
♪ When you opened
the doors ♪
You don't look so good.
♪ To the cops who were bored ♪
♪ Once they'd run out
of crime ♪
♪♪♪
♪ New York, you're perfect ♪
♪ Oh, please don't change
a thing ♪
♪♪♪
♪ Your mild billionaire
mayor's ♪
♪ Now convinced
he's a king ♪
♪ And so the boring
collect ♪
♪ I mean all disrespect ♪
♪♪♪
♪ In the neighborhood bars ♪
♪ I'd once dreamt
I would drink ♪
♪♪♪
♪ And, oh ♪
♪ Take me off
your mailing list ♪
♪ For kids who think
it still exists ♪
♪ Yes, for those who think
it still exists ♪
♪ Maybe I'm wrong
and maybe you're right ♪
♪ Maybe I'm wrong
and maybe you're right ♪
♪♪♪
[g*nsh*t]
♪ Maybe you're right ♪
♪ Maybe I'm wrong ♪
♪ And just maybe
you're right ♪
♪♪♪
♪ And, oh ♪
♪ Maybe Mother
told you true ♪
♪ And there'll always
be somebody there for you ♪
♪ And you'll never be alone ♪
♪ But maybe she's wrong ♪
♪ And maybe I'm right ♪
♪ And just maybe she's wrong ♪
- ♪ Maybe she's wrong ♪
- [g*nshots]
♪ And maybe I'm right ♪
♪ And if so, here's this ♪
♪ Song ♪
♪♪♪
[muffled g*nsh*t]
♪♪♪
♪♪♪
[insects chirping]
Oof.
You wanna pull
that stopper, Sandy?
I got it.
Ugh.
[drain gurgling]
There we go.
[sighs]
[TV playing indistinctly]
Hey!
Gonna move your ass
anytime soon?
[sighs]
Your, uh, uncle picked
a dead raccoon
off the side of the road.
To keep police dogs
off the scent.
Okay, so they'll stop
if they f-find the raccoon?
That's what Sandy said.
[insects chirping]
[Daryll] Isn't this thing
deep enough?
[Mickey]
No, it's gotta go deeper.
What, you're gettin' tired?
[Daryll] Hell yeah.
[Mickey] Huh?
[laughs]
[Daryll] This hole's huge.
[grunts]
[grunts]
Why don't you go help Sandy
in the garage?
[chain saw buzzing]
[chain saw revving]
[retching]
Once you done a thing, son--
once you done a thing,
it's done,
so you go ahead,
get it all out now,
all the vomit,
all the tears,
'cause then you're gonna
shut your mouth about it
the rest of your
f*cking life.
- Oh, God.
- Yo, man,
why don't you grab a shovel,
help us out?
Well, I think
I'm dehydrated.
- [Bridget] Sandwiches?
- Oh, God, yes.
- Not for me yet, Bridge.
- Oh, thanks, Bridget.
Hey, Aunt Sandy,
want a sandwich?
Ah.
Ow.
You all right,
Aunt Sandy?
f*cking arthritis.
I can barely move my arm.
Hey, did you ever use
a chain saw?
What?
Uh, no.
It's easy.
You just pull the cord
and let the chain do the magic.
Oh, God, I c--
I can't.
- I can't.
- Okay.
I guess I'll have to go
ask one of the boys.
No, I'll do it.
- Oh, Bridget, no, no.
- I'll do it.
- Oh, please, God.
- Attagirl.
[chain saw buzzing]
[chain saw revving]
[chain saw continues buzzing]
[Mickey] Start cleaning
that bathroom.
Make yourself useful.
[chain saw buzzing]
♪ melancholy music ♪
♪♪♪
[sirens wailing distantly]
♪♪♪
[cell phone clicks and beeps]
[cell phone ringing]
♪♪♪
[cell phone clicks]
Is that you, Ray?
♪♪♪
[Mickey] Ray?
♪♪♪
Did you love her, Mick?
Who?
Ma.
Did you love her?
Yeah, I loved your mother
with all my heart.
Why weren't you there?
What are you talking about?
Why'd you let her die alone?
She wasn't alone, Raymond.
She had all of you.
She loved you all so much,
you in particular.
She thought you were special.
She used to read to you
every night:
Shakespeare,
uh, Russian books in English.
She thought you should be, uh,
a Mr. Straight "A"s.
Remember she said that?
She did?
[Mickey] Sure, she did.
How was I gonna
compare to a...
to a mom like that?
I-I-I-I...
I didn't know nothing
from books,
only some story
that my-my father read
when he was drunk.
When I met your mother,
I, uh--I recited that story.
I memorized the end of it,
recited it to her,
and that's how I got her
to go out with me.
I recited it to you
sometimes too,
help you fall asleep.
Help me fall asleep?
[Mickey] Sure.
Put you to bed.
You're lying to me, Mick.
What are you talking about?
You were never there.
I was there, Raymond.
Maybe not always
when I shoulda,
but I w--I was there.
♪♪♪
Ray?
Raymond.
[cell phone clicks]
♪♪♪
[glasses clinking]
♪♪♪
♪♪♪
♪♪♪
[engine turns over]
♪ moody music ♪
♪♪♪
[faint indistinct chatter]
♪♪♪
♪♪♪
[faint scrubbing]
[birds chirping]
[scrubbing continues]
What the f*ck is going on?
[shovel scraping]
[grunts]
[grunts]
f*ck.
[grunts]
Who did you k*ll?
Three cops.
Three cops?
Yeah, the m*therf*ckers
took Bridget.
Jesus Christ.
[Daryll] It's all good.
We got her back.
Where is she?
In the garage.
Jesus f*cking Christ.
Hey, Terry.
How are you?
H-hey, Aunt Sandy.
Mick.
Mick, you gotta come with me.
Why?
They picked Bunchy up.
Oh...
[exhales]
The FBI lady said
that if you turn yourself in
and Bunchy testifies,
then she'll go easy.
Oh.
How easy, Ter?
[Terry] How easy?
How e--
f*ck you.
You got him into this.
Now you get your old ass
down to the federal building
and you get him the f*ck out.
[Mickey] Terry, Ter,
it don't go like that.
I go down,
turn myself in,
they'll take us both.
He's right, Terry.
Let's call Ray.
Mick, I already made
the f*cking deal.
Look, Ter,
if it comes to that,
I'll do it.
I'll do it, no matter what.
Okay, let me just finish
all this up here
so I can start
thinking straight.
Daryll,
toss in that raccoon.
♪ desolate music ♪
♪♪♪
[Feratti over TV]
Look where it was printed:
Sam Winslow's
New York Tribune.
[reporter over TV]
Are you saying
it was a publicity stunt?
[Feratti]
It's a total fabrication.
The idea that I would hurt
Judge Scholl
is a Hollywood fiction
created by a Hollywood insider
for her own gain.
[reporter] Judge Scholl,
do you have anything to add?
Get out and vote.
New York needs Ed Feratti.
- [woman] Anita!
- [reporter] Miss Novak.
Miss Novak,
how are you feeling today?
[Anita] Um, I feel pretty
good, actually. Thank you.
[reporter] How are you feeling
about your chances?
- I feel positive.
- [reporter] That's wonderful.
And what do you think
should happen to Ed Feratti?
Well, if the allegations
are true,
- then he should withdraw.
- [cell phone rings]
[reporter] You've run
such a fierce campaign...
- Yeah?
- [Ray] We need to talk.
[Anita] I'll be with my
volunteers, where I should be.
- Where are you?
- [reporter] Thank you.
Downstairs.
♪♪♪
I'll send Vinnie.
[cell phone clicks and beeps]
[clears throat softly]
Bridget comes
from a very strong mother,
and she's strong too.
You want to be
with a woman like that,
you gotta toughen up.
[door slams shut]
♪ melancholy music ♪
♪♪♪
[engine turns over]
♪♪♪
[door squeaks open]
[door slams shut]
Hello, Ray.
♪♪♪
[door squeaks open]
- [button clicks]
- [elevator bell dings]
[clears throat softly]
[elevator rumbling]
Supposed to snow tonight.
♪♪♪
[button clicks]
♪♪♪
[elevator bell dings]
♪♪♪
[scoffs] Doesn't look
like you stopped by
to have a drink.
♪♪♪
I'm sorry.
♪♪♪
I'm really sorry
about the recording
and what happened
to your daughter.
That was a horrible thing
to do.
♪♪♪
You and I have...
We've done a lot
of horrible things.
Haven't we, Ray?
♪♪♪
I want to trust you again,
and I want you
to trust me.
Do you think that's possible?
♪♪♪
Oh, you look so tired.
Everybody wants something
from you, don't they?
What is it you want?
Tell me.
Tell me anything.
♪♪♪
[birds chirping faintly]
What are you doing?
I want you to wear this dress.
What?
And I want you
to take a shower,
get all that blood off you.
Then I want you
to put on this dress.
Why?
'Cause today
we're going down
to the justice of the peace
and we're gonna get married.
Today?
Just you and me.
♪ dramatic music ♪
We'll need a witness.
♪♪♪
[laughs]
- Is that a yes?
- Yes.
♪♪♪
[breathing heavily]
♪♪♪
[groans softly]
[cell phone clicks and beeps]
[cell phone keyboard clacking]
[line rings]
[Amiot] This is
Dr. Arthur Amiot.
Please leave
a detailed message,
and I'll return your call
as soon as possible.
[beep]
[engine turns over]
[woman 1 over TV]
Do you have to lay out
nude like that?
It's indecent.
[woman 2 over TV]
It's private property.
I have the right
to exercise my right
to do what I want
on my own property.
[woman 1] Well, you have
the right to do what you want,
but, you know, there are
people watching you.
You're outside.
[woman 2] The beach is lower
than the window, and if all...
Beach House in Malibu.
I used to watch this
when I was in high school.
I-I don't get
how Mary Jane's twin
is still on the show
after they m*rder*d her.
Her-her twin came back, but it
turned out she was her triplet.
[woman 2]
I'm not nude either.
Technically I have this
[indistinct].
Or doesn't that count
for anything
in your little
prayer hymnal?
[sighs]
[exhales heavily]
[woman 1]
Technically your body,
but I have a teenage son...
Did they hurt you?
They hit me.
[women speaking indistinctly
over TV]
Did they do anything else?
No.
[women speaking indistinctly
over TV]
Yeah, you should be smoking pot
and going to concerts, not...
not burying bodies
on Long Island.
If your mother was here, she--
If my mother was here,
she'd be doing
exactly what I'm doing.
[footsteps approaching]
- [Bridget] You look great.
- [laughs]
Now it's your turn.
What?
My turn for what?
Well, to clean up
and put on a suit.
[cell phone buzzes]
[cell phone clicks and beeps]
Yeah?
[Ray] Check your phone.
[Lena] Why?
[Ray] There's an address.
What are you talking about?
Just do it.
[cell phone clicks and beeps]
[train horn blows distantly]
[birds cawing]
Your mother...
your mother was
the love of my life.
What?
[Mickey] And you--
you, kid--
you wanted me
to be your father.
You actually wanted me.
[cell phone clicks]
[cell phone ringing]
[cell phone clicks and beeps]
[Ray] Mick.
They picked up Bunchy.
Did you know that?
[Ray] Yeah.
Ter made some deal
with the feds:
him for me.
Don't do anything
till I call you.
[cell phone clicks and beeps]
[Daryll] Pop.
- These the last two.
- [Mickey] Yeah.
All right.
- Hey.
- What?
Great kids come
from great fucks.
[laughs]
[both] One...
two...
three.
[water splashes]
Let's get the f*ck
out of here.
Come on.
[engine turns over]
♪ sedate music ♪
♪♪♪
[indistinct chatter]
♪♪♪
What number are we?
Is it 86?
Did you call Ray?
No.
Well, d-d-don't you--
don't you think you should?
No.
They're on 84.
[breathes deeply]
God.
Hey, do you want some water?
- No.
- No?
Do you want some water?
No?
I'm gonna go get some water.
Okay.
Okay.
What's wrong?
Bridget?
Did you know he tried
to k*ll himself?
My dad?
What?
[Smitty sighs]
They said it's gonna
be a while.
[breathes deeply]
When?
I don't know.
A few months ago, he...
he jumped off a building
into the river.
That cop saved his life.
What, the one
from Staten Island?
[woman] Number 86?
What?
Number 86?
Hey. [laughs]
That's us.
[woman] Do you have a witness?
[Smitty] Yeah.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
I'm-I'm-I'm the witness.
Follow me.
♪ disquieting music ♪
♪♪♪
[man]
I got Ray Donovan down here.
Yeah, I don't like that.
Can I help you?
I need to see Feratti.
♪♪♪
[grunts]
On the floor.
♪♪♪
Hey!
Put the g*n down!
[man] Drop it!
Drop the g*n!
Stop! Stop this!
Ray!
Jesus Christ, are you out
of your f*cking mind?
♪♪♪
Look, I know I f*cked up.
I know that.
But I certainly had nothing
to do with your daughter.
Radulovic is clearly
out of his f*cking mind.
You don't have to believe me,
but you should.
And I certainly didn't
release that tape.
That was Sam Winslow
selling you out.
♪♪♪
[sighs]
You know I got a family,
just like you?
And I'd f*cking fight and die
to keep them safe.
But if you pull that trigger,
what happens to them?
What happens to us?
You dead.
The headlines--
Jesus and Mary, the headlines.
Is that what you want?
Is that what
your daughter wants?
No?
No.
You got things
to do, Ray.
You gotta keep
your family safe,
you gotta get your brother
out of prison.
♪♪♪
I'll tell you what.
You work with me,
I'll work with you.
We can bring all this
to bygones.
♪♪♪
Number 111!
Number 111?
♪♪♪
♪♪♪
♪♪♪
[camera shutters clicking]
[reporters clamoring]
[reporter] Mr. Donovan!
[Melinda] Mr. Donovan.
I'm standing here
with Ray Donovan,
the man who allegedly made
the tape of Ed Feratti's thr*at
toward circuit court judge
Gregory Scholl.
Mr. Donovan, how did you
come to be involved
- with Ed Feratti?
- f*ck.
[man] Anita?
[Ray over TV]
I was hired by Sam Winslow
to help out
with Anita Novak's campaign.
[Melinda over TV] I see.
To help with security.
No, to undermine
Mayor Feratti's
campaign for reelection.
[Melinda] Undermine him how?
Cesar Martinez
was a paid plant.
The att*ck in Central Park
was staged,
and, uh, Justine Evans was paid
for her participation.
As for the mayor,
I never met the man,
and that conversation
never occurred.
[Melinda] Mr. Donovan,
what about the tape?
On the recording,
the mayor clearly states--
Yeah, the mayor clearly states
a lot of things every day.
That's how the tape was made.
I'm sorry.
I have no further comment.
[Melinda] Mr. Donovan?
Mr. Donovan?
♪♪♪
Cesar Martinez
was a paid plant.
The Central Park att*ck
was staged...
Ah, aluminum, right?
Aluminum guy.
[laughs]
I told you, didn't I?
[Ray] As for the mayor,
I never met the man.
- Cement.
- [Melinda] Mr. Donov--
♪♪♪
[cell phone keyboard clacking]
[sent tone blips]
[water dripping]
[wind whistling softly]
Oh. Thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you.
[sniffles]
Oh.
[exhales sharply]
I never thought anyone
would come up in here.
[sighs] Will you help me out
with my hands?
Do you know who I am?
What?
Do you?
[chuckles]
No.
What--
Don't--
f*ck is wrong with you?
Mm!
♪ desolate music ♪
Oh.
You're Lena.
Right?
♪♪♪
Now, Lena...
[chuckles]
♪♪♪
Lena?
♪♪♪
Lena!
♪♪♪
- [bones cr*ck]
- [Vinnie grunts]
♪♪♪
[Anita over TV]
We fought hard,
and we fought
for the right things:
education, g*n control,
public housing.
We had a lot to say, and...
- [cell phone rings]
- You know what?
- [cell phone clicks and beeps]
- We were heard.
Yeah.
Ms. Novak just conceded.
[Anita] We may not have won
the popular vote...
[Feratti] Mr. Donovan,
you there?
[Anita]
But the establishment...
Turn this down.
[Anita] heard our cry,
and that is what's most...
I've been thinking
I need someone like you.
A good man to show people
the light
when simple reason won't do.
[Anita] I want to thank
each and every one of you
for believing in me.
There's nothing good about me.
[Feratti] Don't sell
yourself short, Ray.
You're not a thug.
You should work for someone
who doesn't think of you
as one.
[Anita] And carry on,
'cause that's what New York
has always done.
[Ray sighs]
[Anita]
Keep up the fight, New York.
[laughter]
[Terry] Ah, one thing's
for sure.
You won't forget
your f*cking anniversary.
♪ melancholy music ♪
♪♪♪
[indistinct chatter]
[door buzzes]
[door clicks open]
♪♪♪
Why did the golfer
change his pants?
Why?
He had a hole in one!
[laughter]
How do you make holy water?
You boil the hell
out of it.
[laughs]
Two cannibals
are sitting around,
eating a clown,
and one says to the other,
"Does this taste funny?"
[laughter]
Sandy,
ladies and gentlemen.
♪ In Dublin's fair city ♪
♪ Where the girls
are so pretty ♪
♪ I first laid my eyes ♪
♪ On sweet Molly Malone ♪
♪ As she wheeled
her wheelbarrow ♪
♪ Through the streets
broad and narrow ♪
♪ Singing, "Cockles
and mussels ♪
♪ Alive, alive, oh ♪
♪ Alive, alive, oh ♪
- ♪ Alive, alive, oh" ♪
- [laughter]
♪ Singing, "Cockles
and mussels ♪
♪ Alive, alive, oh" ♪
[cheers and applause]
Still got it, man.
[laughs]
I put food on the table,
didn't I?
What are you talking about,
Mick?
[Mickey] When your mother
got sick.
Children think their father
can protect them from anything,
stop anything
from hurting them,
but cancer?
Some things you can't stop.
Jesus Christ, you're drunk.
I was there.
I was there enough.
♪ This is the first day
of my life ♪
♪ I'm glad I didn't die
before I met you ♪
♪ And now I don't care ♪
♪ I could go
anywhere with you ♪
♪ And I'd probably
be happy ♪
♪ So if you want
to be with me ♪
♪ These days,
there's no telling ♪
♪ We just have
to wait and see ♪
♪ But I'd rather be working
for a paycheck ♪
♪ Than waiting to win ♪
♪ The lottery-y-y-y-y-y ♪
♪ Who knows, maybe this time
is different ♪
♪ I mean, I really think ♪
♪ You like me-e-e-e-e ♪
♪ Yours is the first face
that I saw ♪
♪ I swear I was blind
before I met you ♪
♪ I don't know where I am ♪
♪ I don't know
where I've been ♪
♪ But I know
where I want to go ♪
Did Mick ever read to us?
Mick? What?
Did he--when we were kids,
you know...
He ever read
to you in bed?
Why the f*ck
you asking me that?
I don't know.
Did he?
I don't know.
f*ck, if he did, I just...
Well...
I don't remember much
about being a kid.
[insects chirping]
[car approaching]
Well...
at least you look better
than the last time I saw you.
All right.
Go right in.
We'll be there.
Come on.
You stick around,
I'll stick around.
What?
Next time you feel
like doing yourself in,
you call the person
who f*cking loves you
more than anything else
in the world.
Remember that.
♪♪♪
[laughter]
[Mickey scatting]
- [laughs]
- Yeah, Bunch!
He did it!
He got us out!
[smooches]
Thinking about you,
huh?
He couldn't get us both out.
Ah.
I'm sorry.
Yeah.
[sighs]
Yeah.
It was James Joyce!
What?
James Joyce, The Dead,
the story
I used to tell you
when you were...
you were kids.
Used to know it by heart.
What are you talking about,
Mick?
Raymond said
that I never was there
when your mother
was putting you all to bed.
I was there.
I was f*cking there.
[Terry] Hey.
Hey, remember
Andy O'Shea's daughter,
Andrea?
Really?
- Andi with an I.
- Jesus f*ck.
[Sandy] I remember her.
Andy jumped the g*n
when he named her.
[laughs]
He wanted a junior.
He ended up with five boys
after that. [laughs]
Yeah, so Andi O'Shea
with an I--
she's over the house,
'cause Bunchy finally
screwed up the nerve
to ask her out.
You're really gonna do this?
[Terry] She's waiting
in the living room,
but Bunchy's not there, right,
'cause Bunchy's
over at the mall,
and he's stealing
Air Supply's Greatest Hits
on cassette,
'cause he heard
it was good make-out music,
right?
And while he's out
stealing Air Supply,
Ray comes home,
and he takes Andrea
up to his room.
What are you talking about?
You took Andi upstairs,
not me.
No, no, it was you.
I never touched her, Ter.
No--if you say so.
It was you, Terry.
[Bunchy scoffs]
Don't blame Ray.
f*cking assh*le.
Maybe you're right.
No, you're right!
[laughs]
[laughter]
"Newspapers...
were right.
The newspapers were right.
Snow was general
all over Ireland.
It was falling
on every part
of the dark central plain,
on the treeless hills,
falling softly
upon the Bog of Allen,
and farther westward,
softly falling
into the dark,
mutinous Shannon waves."
♪ melancholy music ♪
♪♪♪
"It was falling, too,
upon every part
of the lonely churchyard
on the hill
where Michael Furey lay buried.
It lay thickly drifted
on the crooked crosses
and headstones,
on the spears
of the little gate,
on the barren thorns."
♪♪♪
"His soul
swooned slowly
as he heard
the snow falling faintly
through the universe
and faintly falling
like the descent
of their last end
upon all the living
and the dead."
♪♪♪
I was there.
I was f*cking there.
♪♪♪
♪♪♪
[cell phone clicks]
[cell phone keyboard clacking]
[cell phone ringing]
Hello.
[Amiot] Are you there?
Yeah.
[Amiot] Is this Mr. Donovan?
Yeah.
[Amiot] You called me
several times, didn't you?
How've you been?
All right.
[Amiot] Uh-huh.
Any more episodes?
I don't know.
[Amiot] You don't know?
I don't know where to start.
How about tonight?
How about we just start
with the fact
that you called me?
That was brave, Ray.
Y-you know, that took
a lot of courage.
Why don't we just sit
with that?
You there?
Yeah, I'm still here.
So what's next?
[Amiot] Next,
I'd like it if we could
talk together again,
in person,
but that's up to you.
What do you think?
Are you willing to do that?
- All right.
- [Amiot] Good.
How about--how about Monday
at three o'clock?
Sure.
[Amiot] Okay.
Good night, Ray.
♪ Trampled by Turtles'
"Ghosts" playing ♪
♪♪♪
♪ We never could shake it ♪
♪♪♪
♪ Like there's nothing
to lose ♪
- [crowd cheering]
- [chuckles]
All right.
♪ All the hearts
that were breaking ♪
♪♪♪
♪ We pretended we knew ♪
♪♪♪
♪ There's blood
on the hillside ♪
♪♪♪
♪ The roots hold
the landslide ♪
♪♪♪
♪ Through pain
and in young skies ♪
♪ I waited for you ♪
♪♪♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪♪♪
♪♪♪
♪ There were ghosts
in the forest ♪
♪♪♪
♪ And they're calling to you ♪
♪♪♪
♪ Never brighting
by daylight ♪
♪♪♪
♪ Never frighting
by dark night ♪
♪♪♪
♪ If I just keep it inside ♪
♪ I swear that it's true ♪
♪♪♪
♪ Through breakers
at low tide ♪
♪♪♪
♪ Rough places
and long rides ♪
♪♪♪
♪ I'm constantly shaking ♪
♪ With the echoes of love ♪
♪♪♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪♪♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪♪♪
♪ somber music ♪
♪♪♪
07x01 - Faith. Hope. Love. Luck.
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Ray Donovan works for the powerful law firm Goldman & Drexler, representing the rich and famous. Donavon is a professional "fixer" for the rich and famous in LA, who can make anyone's problems disappear except those created by his own family.
Ray Donovan works for the powerful law firm Goldman & Drexler, representing the rich and famous. Donavon is a professional "fixer" for the rich and famous in LA, who can make anyone's problems disappear except those created by his own family.