05x11 - Michael

[bunniefuu]

Previously on Ray Donovan...

Now you listen to me, Raymond.

You can't save everyone.

You can't.

It was what she f*cking wanted.

It was her choice, not yours.

You have to help him.
You have to.

I can't lose another person.

Not him. He's all I've got.

I want you to put
my father away.

What?

I k*ll Avi.

You put Mickey away for Primm.

I'm gonna need you
to put your hands

- behind your back, Mick.
- What're you doing, Frank?

Sing, you f*ck!

- Sing this, fucker!
- What are you doing, assh*le?

You k*lled him.

He's the head of the FBI.

Hey, f*ck my wife too, bitch?

Stealin' my sh*t...

Drive, drive!

You left the boy when he was 13,

and now he's got a chance
at the big time,

you're coming out the woodwork.

I'm his father.

I'm done.

Done with all of it.

I'm not.

Doug and I had a deal.

I want you to k*ll him.

f*ck you.

I am
going to show you a miracle.

Now, the reason
our little nifty miracle range

is so incredible is...

You trust me, right, Sarah?

Buy a girl
a drink first, Chef Dave.

Ha ha ha. No worries, love.

No funny business.

I want you to put your hand

right on top of this cooktop.

Do I look stupid?

No, no.

I think we should get someone
from the audience.

What do you guys think, yes?

Come on, then.

Someone from the audience.

Who shall we pick... one victim?

- I mean...
- Come on down!

What about you, sir?

- There he is.
- What?

- To the left.
- Dashing.

- Who me?
- Give him a round

- of applause.
- Dashing young man.

All right.
I'd be happy to, doll.

- There he is.
- Come on down, darling.

On you go.

- All right.
- There he is.

Big fan, big fan.

- Rick Donovan.
- Thank you, thank you.

And you...

my love.

Again, we have four
bracelets to choose from.

- We have...
- This reminds me

- of my Uncle Tobiath...
- Ooh!

When he used to molest me.

You know what time it is now!

Hey, Uncle Tobiath!

There he is! Hideyho, neighbor.

Uncle Tobiath!

Uncle Tobiath,

what are you doing?

Ha ha!

Whoo!

All right, yeah!

Well...

Are you ready to try
our little miracle device?

Touch it.

Touch it!

Put your hand right there.

Touch it, touch it!

Touch it, touch it!

Touch it,

- touch it, touch it...
- Touch it!

Touch it, touch it

- touch it, touch it...
- Touch it...

Ray.

Ray. Ray!

- Get up.
- What?

Bridget got arrested.

In New York?

No, she's downtown.

Wwhat happened?

Bridget's in jail!

What's goin' on?

as*ault with a firearm, Ray.

Attempted extortion.

Breaking and entering, false...

What the f*ck are you
talking about?

Bridget.

I'm gonna keep her
out of processing

for a couple hours.

You need to get downtown.

Jesus Christ.

- How is she?
- She's scared.

If this goes to sh*t,

she could go to state prison
for three years.

Any sign of Barnes?

No, the guy disappeared.

f*ck.

You okay?

Yeah.

All right.

Sit down.

Sweetheart, it's important
you don't talk to anybody

except Lee Drexler
and Lena, all right?

I know you're scared, but...

I'm gonna take care of this.

I promise I'm gonna get you out.

I'm not scared.

I didn't have a choice.
You know, he's gonna die.

Who's gonna die?

Smitty.

Sweetheart, I want to talk
to you about...

Look, I need you
to get me to him, okay?

I need to see him.
Can you do that?

Can you get me
to him right now, please?

You gotta keep it together
in here, Bridge.

It's important.

I'm fine. Don't worry about me.

I'm gonna get you out.

I promise.

Hey... I love you.

Okay, Pop, you've been
to jail, all right?

I haven't. Like, and that DA?

Yo, that n*gga scares me, man.

Like, he... he... he's like
a weird m*therf*cking cat,

but a scary one.

Calm down.

I am calm, okay?

How about you act nervous?

Like, what are you
doing over there?

Are you choppin' up vegetables?

The tomato is a fruit.

I... I can't.

Settle down.

I'm making dinner for Linda.

Who?

That hooker
from the other night.

You're ma... wait a minute,
wait a minute.

Ain't your d*ck sore?

It is, but...

I can still be there for her.

Okay.

If there was a real problem,
we'd be in jail.

We'll worry when we have to.

Have some. Here.

Don't say I never
gave you nothing.

It's hydroponic.

They grow it different.

They don't make it in the dirt.

It's scientific sh*t.

Steak for breakfast's
gonna heal you up.

Does it hurt?

Yeah, some.

I like it.

Yeah?

Yeah.

It's gonna make a sexy scar.

You're not mad?

Why?

You got robbed at gunpoint.

No, I'm not mad.

You love me, right?

Yeah, of course I do.

Why?

I don't know.

I just missed you.

Well, we're here now, right?

So how do you wanna do this?

Bloody.

Bloody it is.

Excuse me, Dr. Bergstein?

I just need a minute
of your time.

- I have a presentation.
- Yeah, I was hoping

you could talk to the D.A.,

maybe have him drop the
charges against my daughter.

- Absolutely not.
- She lost her mother

this year.

You know that.

You know us.

Please.

And I'm sorry
for her loss and yours.

Then help us.

Your daughter held me
at gunpoint, Mr. Donovan.

You need to take a closer look
at what's really going on.

This is Frank Barnes.
Leave a message.

f*ck.

Coke and fries.

Thank you.

So what exactly is gonna happen?

We're gonna get you outta here.

Then, when I leave this room,
what's gonna happen?

They have to book you.

God.

Hey, I've been through it
a dozen times.

It's not that bad.

What am I gonna have to do?

They're gonna take
your picture and prints.

And they'll swab
the inside of your mouth.

I feel like an animal.

That's what they want
you to feel.

You'll be fine.

What else?

They're gonna take your clothes,

and they're gonna
give you this...

they're like scrubs.

Are they gonna do a...?

Yeah.

It'll be fast.

I'm assuming they're gonna
take you to general holding.

- Okay.
- Just keep your head down

and stay quiet.

I'm guessing this is gonna be

ten hours, total.

You can do ten hours, right?

You can stand
on your f*cking head

for ten hours.

Not a big deal.

And your dad's not gonna stop
until he gets you out anyway.

I know.

We got you, all right?

Okay.

What the f*ck?

Hey, Kyle.

What do you want?

Frank Barnes.

He's on assignment in Mexico.

Yeah?

Call him.

We can't just call him.

Where is he, Kyle?

You want me
to have you arrested?

Look at you.

Look at this place.

Is that a Zegna suit
you're wearing there, Kyle?

Four years with Frank, and...

you're living on the West side?

How do you explain that
on an agent's salary?

Look, the f*cking guy's
missing, all right?

Department of Justice
is looking at it,

so everyone thinks
it's a homicide investigation.

When's the last time
you saw him?

Four days ago.

So... which came first?

An ageold question.

Now, this particular egg
is not a special egg.

Although now that I've said
that out loud,

I feel a little guilty about it.

I'm sorry, my friend.

We're all unique
in our own special ways.

I mean, I can't be made
into a creamy béarnaise sauce,

but you can.
That's good for you.

It's great for me...

Jesus Christ, give me
my f*cking hat.

Get out of here,
you f*cking assh*le.

Give me my f*cking phone.

Give me the... f*cking lunatic.

Yeah.

That's a good way
to f*cking die, assh*le.

Yeah, boy, ooh.

That's that speed.

Yo, D, D.

Hey.

Yo, what happened
to your face, man?

- The f*ck's he doing here?
- I flew him out.

I ain't know what was
going on with you.

Yeah, why'd you do that?

You haven't really
been around, Terry.

You've been in and out.

Even that weekend in Vegas.

Vegas was a f*cking year ago.

You still weren't there the
night before my fight, though.

Look, man, my dad...
He's trying to be here for me.

Yeah?

When were you trying
to be there for him

when he was homeless
on the street corner

selling f*cking cigarettes?

I was high... or in jail.

But I'm a year
and nine days sober.

Whoopdefuckingdo.

Trying to spend some time
with my kid.

Can't we just have him be
part of the team, Ter?

If he's in, I'm out.

And all the money
in this place here too...

That's out.

No, no, I'm not having that.

- Come on, Ter.
- I'm gonna go, D.

We'll get dinner later.

You're looking good, boy.

Protect that head.

I love you.

You're f*cking cold.

So this is how it is now?

Yeah, this is how it is.

We start up again
tonight at 6:00.

Two sessions a day.

Back to basics, back to regular.

No f*cking deadbeats.

Just you and me, understood?

Understood?

Yeah.

Where's Mick?

Hey, listen...

I'm glad you're here.

I know what I wanna do
with my money.

Yeah? What do you wanna do

with your money?

I wanna buy the bar.

No.

What do you mean, no?

Is Mick here or not?

I'm right here.

What's the problem?

Where's Frank Barnes?

Well, the last time I knew,

you were dealing with him.

Don't f*cking lie to me.

What'd you do?

Why do you need him so bad?

Bridget.

Bridget? Wwhat's...

What's he got to do
with Bridget?

- She's in jail.
- What? What for?

She stole a g*n
and went after some doctor.

I need Frank to fix it.

Well, you're gonna...
need a different plan.

Yeah?

Why's that, Mickey?

Raymond, that cocksucker
tried to arrest me.

So did you k*ll him?

Is that what happened?

I can't go into the details,
but...

You can't get into details.

Your own f*cking
granddaughter's in jail,

and you can't
get into the f*cking details?

- Just calm... just calm down.
- What'd you do?

- Calm down.
- What'd you f*cking do?

You have to k*ll me, Raymond.

Oof!

What'd you do, Mick?

Give me some ice for this,
will you?

sh*t.

Yo.

Where are ya?

Work.

Ray's gonna come
looking for you.

For what?

It's about Frank Barnes.

Bridget got into trouble.

Ray needs Barnes.

He thinks I k*lled him.

Well, why would he think that?

Don't talk to him.

Bridge, they're gonna
process you now.

Can you do me a favor?

What do you need?

Sit down.

Frank Barnes is missing.

Okay.

You know anything about it?

What if I do?

Why don't you tell me?

What do you think it means
to be a man?

I always thought it meant
you take care of your family.

You're in deep sh*t, aren't ya?

You're in way over your head.

Why don't you tell me
what happened.

Let me help.

Help how?

Let me worry about that.

No, help how, Ray?

I'd give 'em Avi.

Wait, I th... I thought
Avi was dead.

He's not.

Tell me about Barnes.

I sh*t him.

He was... he was gonna
arrest Mickey,

and I k*lled him, Ray.

All right.

I'll take care of it.

Wait, wwhat are you gonna do?

Where's the body?

Hey.

Yyou gotta give me your word
that it's not gonna

come back to touch us.

Where's the body, Daryll?

I have to ask you
a personal question.

Okay.

Do you have a dad?

- Yes.
- Okay, good.

Not everybody has a dad.

We cannot take that for granted.

Now what I want you to do
is concentrate very clearly

on your dad's first name.
Can you do that for me?

- Yeah.
- Are you concentrating?

- Yep.
- Good. You, sir.

Would you participate
with me real quick?

- No.
- I just need you to do

me a favor. It's real easy.

Just take that piece of paper
out of your mouth.

Now is your dad's name...

Michael?

No f*cking way.

Are you f*cking kidding me?

That's crazy.

- Wow.
- Thank you very much.

Thank you. I'll be here all day.

I'll be here all week.
This is my job.

- Want a peanut?
- No, I'm good.

- Yeah.
- Terry?

Bridget needs a favor.

- No.
- The FBI's saying.

Frank Barnes
has been on special assignment

for the past four days.

He's not.

He's dead.

In over his head on a drug deal.

Why do you know that?

I can tell you where
the body is,

and I can tell you
who k*lled him.

My daughter got arrested.

I need the charges dropped.

What'd she do?

Possession of a firearm.

Breaking and entering.

Aggravated as*ault.

Kidnapping.

You wanna bring me
to Frank's body,

we can do that
at an appropriate time,

and then we can talk about
getting your daughter out.

f*ck you.

Wait.

Hold on.

Get me the body,
tell me who did it,

and I'll let your daughter out.

Good.

And I'm gonna need
a m*rder w*apon, Ray.

All right, you can rinse.

Give me a minute.

Hey, kid.

It's...

it's weird that she'd go
to LA and not even tell me.

It's a family thing.
She'll be in and out.

Well, what family thing? Wh...

It's a thing with her brother
and his m*llitary school.

It's some honor thing
they're giving him.

Um... thank you.

I, II don't know, but, um...

bu... but thank you.

So... somebody b*at you up
for some reason?

Now you're here
lying to a dying man?

Does that help?

Well, it doesn't hurt.

Can I?

Yeah, of course.

Can I put on some music?

Yeah. Sure.

She's okay though, right?

Yeah, yeah, she's fine.

No, but then you b*rned her
on her face too,

then on her sides.

Yeah, that's right.

Then I b*rned her on her sides,
but it's not like...

It's not like we didn't keep
going back in...

And telling her, "Hey, hey,
if you just tell us"

where the f*cking car is..."

Right?

Bridget,

tracked down the cancer doctor.

She... she stole Ray's g*n,
her dad's g*n,

and she went to the doctor
to try to make her

do the operation on you,
but she got arrested,

and she's in jail in LA.

- f*ck.
- Yeah. Yeah, but don't worry,

'Cause... Well, you remember how
Ray... he almost k*lled you

to get Bridget's mom
onto that cancer trial?

- Yeah.
- Yeah, well,

Ray loves Bridget even more.

So thousand bucks she'll be
here with you tomorrow

in this room.

Thousand bucks.

I can't believe she did that.

Yeah, a good woman?

She changes everything.

I wish I was as lucky as you.

- You know what I mean.
- Yeah.

She didn't have to tell anybody
that was us though.

She didn't.

- Dumb bitch.
- Dumb bitch.

Crying for her daddy.

Yeah, that's right.

Daddy, Daddy!

Hey, Bunch.

Hey, Mick.

Hey.

What's going on with Bridge?

Working on it.

Frank Barnes was
a son of a bitch.

A cancer on this family.

Yeah.

So whatcha gonna do
about Bridget?

I said I'm working on it.

What did you do?

Giving 'em Avi.

Avi still with us?

South America.

And you're framing him
for m*rder.

She'll be out
by the end of the day.

Good.

Good.

Just last night,

I dreamt I was walking the dog

at Fenway during the game,

right in the field, and bam!

Baseball hit me
right in the face.

Right here too, right here.

- Yeah?
- Ha.

You know who
you looked like earlier?

Who's that?

My father.

Michael Donovan, senior.

I wish you'd met him.

Nine fingers.

Yeah, nine fingers.

Lost this one
in a Kn*fe fight at age 11.

He was the meanest person
I ever knew.

Here's to your pop.

I gotta go.

Good night, son.

Good night, Mick.

Hey, can you take me
to the airport?

I need to get back to New York.

Let me take you in the morning.

You can either drive me,
or I'm gonna get a lift.

It's your call.

If Abby was here,
she'd want you to have it.

If Abby was here,
she'd be f*cking runnin' it.

You know what? f*ck it.

I mean, I liked the idea
because you liked it,

but really I'm relieved.

Lot of f*cking work.

All right, me too.

Yeah?

Yeah.

It's not important.

We'll find something else,
right?

Only thing that's important
is right here, right now.

What's the matter, baby?

I...

I have to tell you something.

Okay.

What is it, baby?

Hey, what is it?

I slept with someone.

You what?

You what?

What do you mean?

On tour I slept with someone.

You slept with someone else?

Are you f*cking kidding me?

f*cking Zorro Astuto?

You f*cking slept with
the sly fox?

I didn't know him.

It was just some guy
that came to the show.

Just... were you...
Were you f*cking drunk?

I'm sorry.

You were gone
for a few f*cking days.

Just some guy
who came to the show?

I'm sorry, I f*cked up.

I'm so sorry.

Are you f*cking kidding me?

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry,
I'm so sorry, Brendan.

Let me get her.

- No!
- I'll get her, I'll get her.

- Please, no, please.
- Brendan, Brendan...

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Are you gonna tell me
how you got hurt?

I fell.

You fell?

I fell.

All right, well, thank you.

Don't go.

Please.

I have to.

You hardly know the guy.

You... you're right, and I'll
never get to know him.

- Bridge.
- Because he's dying.

All right.

I'm sorry, okay?

I'm...

I'm sorry for everything.

For what you did.

Yeah, for what I did.

What's the f*cking point,
Bridge?

- What?
- Think about it.

You find a guy
with the same cancer

as your mom,
you start dating him,

I mean, come on,
what's that about?

I fell in love with him.

- Jesus.
- You don't have to do this.

You don't have to go
through it all over again

with someone
you don't even know.

It's not your fault.

You think I don't
f*cking know that?

- I...
- I love him, all right?

You're not the only one
who knows what f*cking love is.

- Sweetheart...
- What I... what is this anyways?

And since when do you have
some kind of insight

into the, like, human condition.

Are you f*cking kidding me
right now?

That's not what I...

- Drop off only.
- Back off.

- I'll loop around.
- No, I'm getting out.

- Don't!
- We're not done yet.

Fine, all right, I want you
to tell me

that you didn't
sleep with Natalie James

when Mom was dying.

You heard me.

Where'd you get that?

All right, if that's how
you want to play this, fine.

I don't blame myself
for what happened with Mom.

You shouldn't... that's not...

Let me finish.

I don't blame
Uncle Terry either.

I blame you.

I blame God, who's clearly
a f*cking prick.

And I blame you.

And you know
what I'm gonna do now?

I'm gonna go back
to New York, to my boyfriend,

to watch him die,
and I'm gonna hold his hand

while he dies because that is
what a decent person does.

So you better stop
the f*cking car,

or I'll get out
while we're moving.

All right.

Hey, you're gonna spoil
your appetite.

No, I won't.

That is good, baby.

All right, come on, let's go.

Soup's up.

Knock that off. Come on over.

Turn the television set off.

It's a good fight.

We're gonna have a nice little
civilized meal here.

Yeah, a little family affair,

Like an Oreo cookie.

Jesus, here we go.

Yeah, see he's sensitive
because he's a r*cist.

- God.
- You two always talk

- like this?
- A little.

We say this, we say that.

For my beautiful...

Who's that?

Let's see...

Here.

Just a... a salesman probably.

- Ignore it.
- No, Pop, let me get that.

Is that enough for you?

'Cause you're a growing girl.

- Open up!
- Hello?

- Police!
- sh*t!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Step back!

- Michael Donovan?
- What the f*ck?

What are you doing
in my f*cking house?

What's the charge, you assholes?

This is a country
with f*cking laws!

- Call Ray.
- Come on, come on!

Who the f*ck are you?

f*ck.

Sláinte.

You gave 'em Mick.

Yeah.

Ray, what did he ever do to you?

Dddid he burn you with
cigarettes?

Did he b*at you
with a tree branch?

What?

Where's the g*n, Daryll?

I ain't found it yet.

You didn't find it, okay.

Here's what's gonna happen.

You're gonna get me that g*n.

Then you're gonna go down
to Lost Hills sheriff station,

and you're gonna tell them
that Mickey Donovan

sh*t Frank Barnes.

You're gonna tell them you know
this because you saw it.

Then, you're gonna get back
in your car,

and you're gonna drive home,
and you're gonna go to sleep.

It's that simple.

You follow me?

I don't know
what Mickey did to you...

But, whatever it was,

it sure as hell f*cked you up.

These are so elegant,
so classic.

And again, you can dress them up

or dress them down.

Now, rubies are
the July birthstone, so...

Yeah?

Hello there.

Hey, Mick, how are you?

I'm using this one call
from here.

Using it on you.

Yeah?

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

Did you send Barnes
to arrest me?

Tell me. Tell me the truth.

Of course I did.

That all you need, Mick?

No, one more thing.

What's that?

You f*cked me for the last time.

I'm gonna get you, Raymond.

That's it, Donovan, let's go.

And that means six easy payments

and any of these
are coming home with you.

Now, I want to make sure
that you guys see

the emeraldcut ring again.

This one is very low
in quantity...