04x09 - Goodbye Beautiful

[bunniefuu]

Ray: Previously on Ray Donovan...

Mickey: Back in Primm, inside a casino there's a gorgeous green horseshoe filled with four million in cash.

No one's even watching it.

Tomorrow night, in the middle of the party, we cut the power, we grab the horseshoe, and we're out before anyone is the wiser.

[tires squeal]

sh*t just went bad, that's all.

Now we gotta get you hid.

We will figure something out, all right?

Good-bye, beautiful.

[soft dramatic music]

I'll be in touch.

Four million dollars in that f*cking horseshoe?

Yeah.

Other than the cops, who else is looking for it?

Just a cocksucker named Little Bill Primm.

I'll pick you up tomorrow morning.

Sylvie: Mickey?

Mickey: Yeah, it's me, babe.

[tires squeal]

Sylvie: Where are you, baby?

Mickey: Our van went to sh*t.

We're stranded on the side of the road.

Where? I'll come get you.

We're gonna act like this never happened.

[camera clicks]

Unless you ever return to Primm.

Bunchy: Her brother Marco just put her into a mental hospital.

How could you do that to family?

You're my wife, Teresa, and Maria's mother, and we're f*ckin' leavin'.

Ray: You want Belikov? Give me one day.

[Belikov grunts]

♪ ♪

Ray: 45's got his fingerprints on it.

There's a duffle of g*ns in the ceiling.

Eight counts of homicide's gonna stick a lot better than a trafficking charge.

Sonia: I vouched for you with very powerful people in Moscow who would have far preferred to retaliate against you for framing Mr. Belikov.

Ray: Belikov's out.

Ray: We're done.

Sonia: Go see him.

Apologize for any problems that you might have caused.

Belikov: You've been useful for Sonia.

Now be useful to me.

We had a party.

Party got bad. She got excited, and she break her neck.

Ship her back to my people in Moscow.

They will dispose.

Ah!

Look at me!

[g*nsh*t]

[dramatic music]

[Dmitri muttering in Russian]

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[footsteps approaching]

[phone clicking]

[phone chimes]

[phone chimes and buzzes]

[phone beeps]

[gasps]

[quietly] Oh, my God.

[phone rings]

[gasps]

[cell phone beeps]

Hello?

Dyadya?

Did you see?

Sonia: Yes.

He arrived in Moscow yesterday.

Why didn't you tell me he was missing?

I didn't know.

I'll be at the gallery at 7:30.

You meet me there with Vlad and Waller.

Sonia: Yes, 7:30.

We'll be there.

♪ ♪

[phone clicking]

Vlad, we have a problem.

♪ ♪

[police siren wails]

[car door closes]

What do you want, Barnes?

Tell me something, how is it that you manage to always get right in the middle of every f*cking thing, huh?

Customs official was found m*rder*d at port this morning.

I got nothin' to do with that.

Russians got to you, didn't they?

I don't know what you're talking about, Frank.

Let's cut the bullshit, Ray.

Frank: Word is Belikov is dead.

In about a minute, you're gonna come crawlin' to me for help.

That is if you can still crawl.

So if you got something to say, now's a good time.

[phone rings]

[phone beeps]

Yeah?

Ray: There was a m*rder at the port this morning.

Find out who it was.

Lena: All right, what am I lookin' for?

A f*ckin' m*rder.

Just do it, Lena.

[Bluetooth beeps]

Thank you, Lena.

[phone beeps]

You're welcome, Ray.

Mickey: Looks like a little cemetery of broken hearts.

Yeah.

You've seen it all, I bet.

Yeah.

Angry wives, screaming wives, cheatin' wives, and husbands too, of course.

You looking for something in particular?

True love, my friend.

Like anybody.

But small gestures won't do it for a man my age.

Tell you what, let me take a look at the .9 mil with the sil*ncer.

♪ ♪

You don't want to get rid of things.

You want to get rid of the feelings.

Ah, you sound like Ezra.

Ezra was a wise man.

You forget. I met him in shul.

[quietly] Yeah.

[elevator door gears grinding]

♪ ♪

Get out. I'll drive.

You got her a guitar?

Eh, this is for Bridget.

There were no good rings.

Come on, come on. Let's go.

[grunts]

[exhales]

[car engine turns over]

[grunts]

O'Connor's?

Avi: Look, when I was training to be a soldier in Israel, they teach you one thing above all else.

Don't look back.

I'm not a soldier, Avi.

Don't kid yourself, Ray. You're a soldier.

♪ ♪

Sonia: Is that girl dead?

Sonia, you're missing the point.

He k*lled Ivan.

Where did you get this?

Had to take care of an official at the port who wasn't friendly.

You brought Ray Donovan into this and he k*lled Ivan.

You're right, I did.

Dmitri will k*ll us all.

He'll be reasonable.

Vlad: He's not forgiving.

Vlad: You know this.

He's my uncle.

Vlad: He k*lled your father.

He will k*ll you and then he will k*ll us.

We're too valuable to him.

[computer beeps]

So...

...we wait.

Yes.

Go back to work. I'll take care of this.

What?

Hey, um, this a bad time?

What the f*ck do you think?

Look, Hector wanted me to give this to you.

Oh, what, am I his whore now?

I don't know, he just wants you to go away.

Go away?

With this?

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

photographer: Boom! One, two, boom.

Boom, yeah. Boom.

Hit a combo, I'ma hit you.

Bam! Love these combos.

Nice, champ.

Lovin' it. Lovin'.

Okay, what I want you to do now is, I want you to square up, cross your arms, give me that attitude, okay?

A'ight, that's easy.

[breathes deeply]

[photographer] Nice.

Head up.

[camera clicks]

Beautiful. Chin down.

Got you in the background. Beautiful.

Punch, why don't you get in the sh*t with your boy.

[camera clicks]

photographer: Nice, you guys.

You too, Terry.

No, you're good.

[camera clicks]

Come on. Get your ass up here.

Hector: Here he comes.

[camera clicks]

Welcome to the party, big guy.

[grunts]

photographer: Nice.

Come on, brother. Don't be shy.

Slide in with your boys.

[camera clicks]

Part of Team Campos now, man.

photographer: Nice.

We're doing, uh, tough stuff here.

I don't know if you heard. No smiling.

[camera clicking]

♪ ♪

What're we doing?

Going to see a friend.

But I have a history test.

That's okay, darling. You can take it tomorrow.

[car door alarm chiming]

Buckle up.

[car engine turns over]

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

sh*t. Terry!

Terry, there's a fire!

Hurry up.

Daryll: Oh, sh*t!

Sh... oh!

[lively music on TV]

There it is.

There she is.

[phone rings]

[phone beeps]

Hey, Bunch.

Bunchy: Hey, Abby.

How are you?

How's Maria?

Abby: She's good.

She just ate lunch, and now she's watching TV.

[chuckles]

Bunchy: Oh, good.

So, listen, we got Teresa, but we... we gotta make a little pit stop.

You think you could watch her for one more day?

Of course.

No rush, Bunchy.

Bunchy: Hey, honey, you wanna talk to Maria?

Hmm?

Go ahead. Talk to her.

Say hi.

[Maria babbles]

Hi, baby.

[coos]

Bunchy: Anyway, uh, thank you, Abby.

We'll get her out of your hair tomorrow.

Let you get back to your life, okay?

Okay, bye, Bunch.

[phone beeps]

Your mama's comin' home.

[doorbell rings]

[lively music continues on television]

♪ ♪

Ooh, go in here for a little nap.

There you go.

I'll be right back.

There you go.

Can I help you?

My name is Sonia Kovitzky.

This is my daughter, Katya.

[quietly] What're you doing here?

May we come in?

No.

Katya, put your music on.

Your husband k*lled an important man.

Your family is in trouble and so is mine.

Now, please, may we come in?

Jesus Christ.

Just wait here.

[sighs]

[phone beeps]

[phone dialing and ringing]

That woman's here.

She brought her f*cking kid.

[inhales sharply]

Ray: I'm on my way.

[phone beeps]

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Abby: Come in.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[phone buzzing]

Where the f*ck are we?

We're where I'm gonna get my money back.

Look at this.

What's in the bag?

Plasma cutter.

State of the art sh*t. Look.

I... got this for you. Here.

[quietly] What's the mat...

Teresa's in the back seat.

Yeah, she'll be fine.

This is a safe neighborhood.

g*dd*mn it, Mickey.

Look, it's all pre-arranged.

All we gotta do is go in, cut the safe, get the money.

Gone in 15 minutes tops.

Look, the money inside?

Half of it is yours and Teresa's.

Two million dollars.

We don't need money.

[breathing heavily] Yeah.

Yeah, but... look, I need your help.

I wanna go back to Boston.

Live out my final years with Sylvie, but I can't do that if I got nothin' to offer.

f*ck.

15 minutes?

Yeah, tops.

[sighs]

[exhales]

[soft music]

♪ ♪

Beautiful.

Mickey.

[laughs softly]

Hey, baby. Ooh.

♪ ♪

Come on, Mickey.

[Mickey grunts]

Safe is behind the buffalo head.

Holy sh*t. [laughs]

Pretty sneaky, huh?

Hey, pop, who's that?

Ah, don't worry about her.

She's a mute.

May... maybe deaf too.

Okay, go keep an eye out.

Fifteen minutes.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Let's hit this.

Push it. [grunts and strains]

Look, just...

That was easy. Over here.

[grunts]

[breathing heavily]

There she is.

[torch compressor hums]

[Mickey exhales sharply]

Wow.

Watch the master work here.

This is gonna cut like butter.

woman on radio: Engine 2711, battalion eight.

[unintelligible radio chatter]

Hi.

Hi.

Your sister-in-law ever get her purse back?

Oh, yeah. Sh... she did.

Thanks.

So do you know this girl?

Uh, she's my fighter's sister, an... and they di...

Well, they have...

Yeah, I've seen the news.

She gonna go to jail?

She's gonna have to go for a night or two, yeah.

Ah.

I-I feel kinda bad for her.

Yeah, me too.

[indistinct chatter]

Okay, well, these guys should be out of here before too long, um, and you're gonna need a copy of the report for your insurance claim.

Okay, thanks.

Uh, wait.

Yeah?

Do you have a boyfriend or a husband or somethin'?

Why?

Well, I thought maybe you...

You'd like to have dinner with me sometime.

How 'bout a drink instead?

Yeah, that's even better.

You're looking well.

What the hell does that mean?

I know that you're undergoing treatment.

Is that so?

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be indelicate.

Talking about my cancer isn't indelicate.

Coming here after you f*cked my husband, that's indelicate.

♪ ♪

[sighs]

Did your daughter like the painting?

She thought it was very generous.

I really was sorry to hear about your diagnosis.

Are you in love with him?

Sonia: No, and even if I was, I have late stage cancer.

So you f*cked my husband because you're dying?

[sighs]

You're very blunt.

Look, this...

[sighs]

This is not new for me, and you weren't new for him.

Know that.

Man has his own apartment for f*ck sakes.

I know exactly where I am.

[phone dialing and ringing]

Sonia's at my house.

Avi: f*ck.

Ray: She's got a guy parked outside.

Ray, we're done here.

A customs official was ex*cuted.

Gates?

Avi: No, the guy who runs security.

Ray: All right.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[door opens and closes]

f*ck's going on here?

I need to speak with you.

Why is your boy parked outside?

I didn't realize he was.

Where are the kids?

Conor's out.

Bridget's upstairs in her room with her daughter.

Can I speak with you privately?

Whatever you have to say, say it.

There's footage from the port of the dead girl.

Of Ivan going in and not coming out.

You k*lled him.

Yes.

Sonia: After all of that?

He m*rder*d that girl.

So you make it your business to commit su1c1de and take me down with you?

Anyone else see the footage?

Vlad, Waller.

What're they gonna do?

My uncle's en route from Moscow.

He'll be at my gallery at 7:30.

I tried to hire a plane and get a passport, but Vlad, Waller, someone has cut me off from my resources.

I'll talk to him.

Sonia: They won't listen.

Please.

Please, I have nowhere to turn.

Help me and my daughter disappear.

Get rid of Vlad and Waller before my uncle finds out what you did.

f*ck no.

[quietly] Please?

♪ ♪

This is ridiculous.

They shouldn't be falling out like this.

Trudy, she's a very nice girl, but she does not understand white hair.

There's a guy in Vegas, does excellent work.

It's pricey, but it's worth it.

Yeah, I'm almost there, baby.

I'm almost there.

[torch compressor humming]

It's taking a long time, pop.

It's almost there.

[torch compressor stalls]

f*ck.

Mickey: What the... f*ck.

This piece of sh*t.

Probably made in Rangoon or some f*ckin' place.

All right, let's go. Okay?

You gave it a good try.

No.

Go keep an eye on the old lady.

I'm not gonna go scare her.

Just sit with her.

Make sure the .9 mil is in your lap, visible.

You said 15 minutes.

I'm not gonna go hurt nobody.

No one's gettin' hurt. Trust me.

♪ ♪

[sighs]

Hey.

You're a good boy.

f*ck you, Mick.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Sylvie: Hold this before I let you go downstairs.

Top of the mornin', cocksucker.

We leave the lady out of this, eh?

Come here, sweetie.

Really?

Algoma always warned me not to live with show-women.

Look, I need the combination to the safe.

The combination?

I-I-I don't think I remember the combination.

I'm not playin'.

Mickey: You reported it stolen, didn't you?

And I'm sure you collected on the insurance.

You got your money, now...

...I want mine.

The combination is: 21, 36, go f*ck yourself.

Go to your window. What do you see?

Now tell me what you see.

That's my other son.

He's got a screw loose.

There's not telling what he might do.

[whimpering]

M-m-m-mama!

[muffled] Mama!

[breathing heavily]

I'm not a very strong swimmer. [chuckles]

You know? I mean, I could swim, play in the water, but... [sighs]

When I was little, my mother, she took my brother Ray and me to this swim class at the Y.

[exhales]

First day there, this kid fell in, hit his head, almost d*ed.

Frickin' lifeguard didn't even jump in to save him.

You understand, Mr. Donovan, I know everything about you.

Where you live, where you're from.

You think I'm not prepared for this sort of thing?

He seemed prepared to you, sweetie?

Hell, no.

You don't seem prepared to me.

Here, you f*ck.

Move. Move, you f*ck.

They scooped him out with that... That big hook.

You know, the big blue hook.

And there was all blood in the water.

Me and my brother, we were really scared, right?

So from then on, when we were supposed to go to class, we... we'd skip it.

We'd go to the park.

We'd get our... our suit and our hair wet in the drinking fountain. Yeah.

Anyway.

I'm not a real strong swimmer.

You?

You f*ck, here.

[grunts]

You hurt that woman, you destroy an entire ancestry.

Good, then give me the combination.

[panting]

My men'll hunt you down and k*ll you.

Mickey: Your men ain't been west of Primm.

Yeah, try your luck.

Give me the f*ckin' combination.

The combination is, one, two, f*ck you.

Hey! [grunts]

[grunting]

[straining]

[grunts]

[grunts] What... you little fucker.

How long for the passport?

Ah, that's easy. Shouldn't take long at all.

[Ray sighs]

Look, let's k*ll her now, then k*ll him, and the lawyer.

She has a kid.

What about your kids, Ray?

First thing we gotta do is get her boy out from in front of my house.

Lena: Sonia and I are the same size.

Similar cheekbones too.

Avi: Mm-hmm.

No.

Yeah.

I put on her clothes, I do my hair, I get in her car, that dickbag follows me, and I'll take him somewhere quiet.

And then what?

You know what.

You know, she actually does look a lot like her.

What if he gets the drop on you?

He won't.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[breathing shakily]

You want him to sh**t her?

No, no.

Mickey: Bunch...

Mickey!

[g*n cocks]

sh**t him, Larry.

Drop the g*n, Chip!

Mickey: There's something in it for you, Larry.

[crying softly]

Look, help me get the safe open, I'll cut you in, easy breezy.

Algoma's outside with a g*n to her head.

What do you want me to do, boss?

Either you walk out of here or Larry sh**t your girl.

f*ck you.

No, no, no.

Little Bill: Do it! Do it!

Sylvie: Don't!

Now drop the f*cking g*n!

Ah!

[grunts]

♪ ♪

[breathing shakily]

[g*nsh*t]

[g*nshots]

[whimpering and crying] Jesus Christ.

Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ.

6-26-76.

Battle of the Little Big Horn.

[whimpering and crying softly]

I want you to call Margaret and tell her you're leaving for Boston in the morning.

The f*ck I am.

[sighs]

You're taking our kids and you're going to stay with your sister, Abby.

You don't f*ckin' get it, do you?

I k*lled someone. Remember?

I am not the f*ckin' little woman anymore, Ray.

That part's over.

I need to know the kids are safe.

They will be, but I am staying.

[sighs]

Abby: Listen to me.

I am so f*ckin' tired of not being able to control what happens to me with this f*ckin' cancer.

Or what happens to you or what happens to this family.

[soft music]

Do you get that?

[sighs]

I'm not losing you, Abby.

You won't, but I'm stayin'.

♪ ♪

All right.

Call Deb, see if she can take the kids.

Ray: You don't have to do this.

It's gonna be fine, Ray.

I'm sending Avi with you.

Look, I know you wish Avi could do everything, but you forget who you're dealing with.

Lena: I'm gonna be fast. I promise.

It's gonna be fine.

All right.

You see anything off, anything, keep driving and call one of us.

I promise. Okay?

Enough. I will call you when I'm done.

She can do it. No problem.

You don't know her like I do.

It's not right.

Avi: It's the only way, Ray.

Sh... she's tougher than the both of us.

Listen.

You have to k*ll that woman.

Just take care of the lawyer.

Listen, if you don't trust her, you have to do it.

[car engine turns over]

[car engine turns over]

Pop.

You guys wait outside.

All right.

Thank you, son.

♪ ♪

[sighs]

I had mercy on you and your boy. [crying]

You did.

Out on the highway, I...

...I let you go.

I coulda put a b*llet in both your heads.

You shoulda.

Don't k*ll Algoma.

She's simple.

She doesn't know what's goin' on.

Sure.

[exhales]

All right, I'll be back in a couple hours.

Okay.

You're not gonna k*ll her, are you?

No.

Even if you should?

If she fucks you over...

She might.

What do you want, Abby?

I don't f*ckin' know anymore, Ray.

[breathes heavily]

♪ ♪

May I?

Sure.

[Helen Reddy's Delta Dawn plays on radio]

Hmm. [chuckles softly]

♪ What's that flower you have on?... ♪

Do you remember the battle of the sexes?

♪ ...faded rose from days gone by?... ♪

Tennis?

Yeah.

This song was huge in '74.

Bobby Riggs and Billie Jean King?

[chuckles softly] Yes.

That was 1973.

My father threw his low-ball, Scotch and all, right across the room after that match.

He had a huge wager on it.

I was four years old and I remember being in our great room, and my father saying to me that no woman could ever b*at a man, not in a game of strength and strategy.

♪ ♪

There was a lot of laughing.

Until there wasn't.

She b*at him.

Annihilated him.

And my father and my uncle and all those men, they were so furious that this woman had lost him all that money.

♪ Mansion in the sky... ♪

He was beside himself.

You remember all that from four years old?

♪ What's that flower you have on?... ♪
♪ Could it be a faded... ♪

I remember everything.

Don't you?

♪ And did I hear you say... ♪

No.

♪ ♪

♪ To take you to his mansion in the sky ♪

[tires squealing]

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Sonia, this is not...

[elevator bell dings]

♪ ♪

[lock clicks]

[quietly] Hey, on your knees.

[forceful whisper] Now!

[scoffs]

Get.

Okay, okay, okay.

Okay.

[all grunting]

Ah.

Why are you doing this?

Why am I doin' what?

Helping me.

I k*lled your man.

Put you in a bad position.

Still.

It would have been easier to just k*ll me.

No, it wouldn't.

If it comes down to it, don't deal with Dmitri.

Disappear.

Or he'll k*ll you.

Take care of yourself.

You can keep the money.

I don't want it no more.

Pop.

I don't want it.

I don't want nothin'.

I thought...

I thought I was gonna have a new life.

I thought...

I'm really sorry.

You're a good girl.

[phone ringing]

[phone beeps]

Yeah?

Avi: [coughs]

[crying]

I'm... I'm sorry, Ray.

Avi?

Dmitri: Mr. Donovan, bring me my niece or I k*ll your Jew.

[coughing]

[phone beeps]

Avi?

[jet engine rumbling]

♪ ♪