06x01 - Staten Island, Part One

Episode transcripts for the 2013 TV show "Ray Donovan". Aired: June 30,2013 - February 2020.*
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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.
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06x01 - Staten Island, Part One

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[RAY] Previously on Ray Donovan...

[SLOW JAZZ MUSIC]

♪ ♪

♪ Start spreading the news ♪

♪ I'm leaving today ♪

♪ I want to be a part of it ♪

♪ New York, New York ♪

I know who did it,

and I know how much you paid him.

♪ ♪

♪ These vagabond shoes ♪

♪ Are longing to stray ♪

♪ ♪

I want you to k*ll him.

♪ ♪

♪ New York, New York ♪

♪ ♪

♪ I want to wake up in a city ♪

♪ Doesn't sleep ♪

♪ To find I'm cream of the crop ♪

♪ On top of the heap ♪

♪ ♪

♪ These little town blues ♪

♪ ♪

♪ If I can make it there ♪

♪ I'll make it anywhere ♪

♪ New York ♪

♪ ♪

♪ It's up to you ♪

♪ New ♪

♪ York ♪

Ah!

[GROANS]

sh*t's not mine, man!

[MAC] Oh, so the sky just opened up

and decided to rain rock?

Hey, hand of God, I don't smoke rocks.

- I'm out here exercising!
- Try exercising

- your right to remain silent.
- Come on, man!

[FETU] m*therf*cker, you listen to me!

[LINE RINGING]

Jesus.

[FETU] Come on, let me out of here, man.

Let me out! What are you doing?

You know I ain't even
supposed to be here.

Come on, let me out, man!

Ah, you don't let me out of here,

I'ma break these doors open!

Hey!

[SPEAKING SAMOAN]

[DISQUIETING MUSIC]

♪ ♪

[SHOUTING IN SAMOAN]

♪ ♪

[GROWLS]

♪ ♪

Come on.

♪ ♪

[MAC] That's it, buddy.

[GROANS]

[COUGHS]

Agh. I'm trying to help you, you f*ck!

♪ ♪

Hey!

♪ ♪

Hey.

You hear me?

[GRUNTS]

♪ ♪

[FETU] What the f*ck, man?

Why you shoving this haole
in the back here with me?

Hey, he needs help, man.

[SIREN WAILING]

[FETU] And where the f*ck we going?

He needs an ambulance, not no squad car.

Man, he's bleeding over everything.

[FETU] Hey, man, you listening
to what I'm saying?

[MAC] Shut the f*ck up.

♪ ♪

[FETU] This is bullshit, man. You know.

♪ ♪

[FETU] Where the f*ck you taking me?

♪ ♪

[FETU] Shouldn't be out here, man.

[FETU] f*ck we doing out
here in Staten Island?

♪ ♪

[LOUD PRISONER] I want
to see my lawyer...

[FETU] Hey, su1c1de.

Hey, su1c1de.

You got a name?

[LOUD PRISONER] I got
a wife and a daughter

all wondering where I am.

[FETU] I asked you.

You got a name?

No.

[FETU] You know, you're f*cked
in the f*cking head, bro.

You should be in a hospital,

not no f*cking lockup.

Hey, you see, you and me,

we gotta stick together,
get our story straight.

f*ck off.

Ah, you don't gotta be
like that, su1c1de.

Only asked you your name.

Since when was it illegal to
pull bottles out of garbage?

- What the f*ck, man?
- Watch your mouth.

What?

I said...

- quiet your mouth.
- All right, sit down. Relax.

Yo, let me out of here,
man. For real, man.

- Go get the key.
- Go sit down.

Hey, Donny.

Ray Donovan is free to go.

[DOOR BUZZES]

[GROANS]

[FOGHORN BLOWS]

Jesus.

Are you okay?

What's this?

[DISTANT SIRENS WAILING]

[LENA] She pulled some strings for you.

Give us a minute.

Please close the door.

Twenty-seven men d*ed
building the Brooklyn Bridge.

Did you know that?

Wouldn't you have thought
it was ten times that,

making something so grand?

Sixty d*ed building the
Empire State Building,

six thousand digging the Panama Canal.

Progress is a lot like w*r:

built on the backs of the disposable.

Doug...

was disposable.

You have to stop b*ating
yourself up about him.

He was a piece of sh*t, and
you and I both know it.

I'm not gonna be a problem for you.

[SAM] Ray, I want to help you.

I'm fine.

You jumped off a ten-story building.

I didn't jump.

Really?

I did what you asked.

It's not gonna come back to you.

Look.

Why don't you come back
with me to the city,

and take a little time for yourself?

I'd prefer it if you did.

[UNEASY MUSIC]

♪ ♪

[CAR ENGINE TURNS OVER]

♪ ♪

Look, there's a five o'clock
out of JFK to head back home.

Let's go get on it.

♪ ♪

I'm not going back.

Go home, Lena.

♪ ♪

[LOU] What are you having?

Whiskey.

♪ ♪

Doctor, I am Pagliacci.

[LAUGHS]

I am Pagliacci. [LAUGHS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

♪ ♪

Who let you out?

[SOMBER MUSIC]

I'm talking to you. Who let you out?

♪ ♪

Bring it up with your supervisor.

I'm bringing it up with you.

♪ ♪

Appreciate your help, officer.

[UNEASY MUSIC]

♪ ♪

[FIREFIGHTERS ALL TALKING]

♪ ♪

[THUNDER CRACKS]

- _
- ♪ ♪

[ENGINE REVS]

[WOMEN CHEERING]

I got a fire for you right here!

Whoo! Whoo!

[OVERLAPPING CHATTER]

♪ ♪

[RAY COUGHS]

Can you call me a cab?

Maybe Sam Winslow could give you a lift.

Talked to my supervisor.

Told me you got friends in high places.

Come on, pulled your ass
out of the East River.

Least you could do is buy me a drink.

Two more.

So where you from?

Los Angeles.

With that accent?

Boston.

Staten Island, born and raised. Sláinte.

Lou?

You know, you're lucky.

I spent my summers as a
lifeguard when I was a kid.

You know, I figured

it was a great way to get some ass.

But the YMCA?

That's some old-ass ass.

[LAUGHS]

Eh.

These Japanese pitchers...

how did they get so f*cking good?

Umpires don't call corners in Japan.

- That right?
- [RAY] Mm-hmm.

[ANNOUNCER] Swing!

There you go, Ma.

Hit that f*cking corner.

- Another one down.
- [MAN] Hey, Lou.

So where'd you learn
how to fight like that?

Irish mob?

My brother's a boxer.

You don't fight like a boxer.

Me?

I'm a cop, obviously.

My father was a cop.

His father was a cop, and... so it goes.

And maybe my son, one day...

sh*t.

[SIGHS]

You were supposed to take
Jimmy to school this morning.

I know, I know, I know.
I got held up at work.

Oh, you got held up.

By what, about four drinks by now?

All right, I'll go apologize.

Yeah? In the middle of
fourth f*cking period?

Will you keep your mouth shut?

Okay? I'm gonna pick him up,

and I'm gonna take him to dinner.

[AMBER] No, you missed your chance.

You can see him this weekend.

I missed the chance to
see my f*cking kid?

Are you kidding me? I'm
living somewhere else

because you're f*cking a hose jockey!

- Go f*ck yourself, Mac.
- A hose jockey!

[ANNOUNCER] ... is at percent.

The last couple of starts,
he's thrown that fastball...

[MAC] I'm sorry.

[CHEERING ON TV]

[AMBER] Seriously. Go f*ck yourself.

♪ ♪

[DOOR OPENS, BELL DINGS]

[LOU] Mac, you don't want to do that.

- f*ck him.
- [LOU] Mac.

f*ck that guy.

[LOU] And here we go.

[TV CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY]

[CAR HORN HONKS]

[LOU] Your cab's here.

♪ ♪

[PEOPLE SHOUTING]

[BLOW LANDING]

There you go. Get up.

[GRUNTING, BLOWS LANDING]

[FIREFIGHTER LAUGHING]

[DRIVER] Hey, you getting in, or what?

[LOW CHATTER]

Hey.

♪ ♪

[DRIVER] You're on your own, pal.

He's had enough.

Do yourself a favor...

[GRUNTS]

♪ ♪

[MAN] Take him out! Get a piece of this.

Here you go.

[GROANS]

Oh!

- [GRUNTS]
- [MAN] Stop.

[BLOW LANDS]

Oh!

♪ ♪

Think we taught those
cocksuckers a lesson, huh?

- [MAC GRUNTS]
- You all right?

Yeah.

There you go. I'll get you some ice.

Whiskey in the kitchen.

[MAC] Johnny f*cking Caputo.

You know, we all hated
him in high school.

I don't know why everybody
loves firefighters.

Is a firefighter going to stop a guy

from attacking your daughter?

No.

Cops save lives,

but firefighters are f*cking saints?

[RAY] I gotta go.

[MAC] Why'd you jump?

What?

Why'd you jump?

[POURING WHISKEY]

I didn't.

So you just went on the
roof, watched the sunrise,

and slipped on a f*cking banana peel?

I followed someone.

Who?

My wife.

[MAC] What was your wife doing up there?

She's dead.

d*ed a year ago. Cancer.

Grief changes shape,

but never ends.

- You know who said that?
- No.

Keanu Reeves.

Oh.

I'd better get going.

[MAC] Come on, sit. Have a drink.

Watch the game.

Your Sox owe us one.

[ANNOUNCER SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON TV]

Attacking the baseball

when the ball is in the strike zone...

[CHEERING ON TV]

[ANNOUNCER] Fly ball, center field,

Betts is there, tagging is Stanton.

- He will score...
- [GROANS LOUDLY]

[ANNOUNCER] ... a sac fly for Hicks,

and the Yankees are up, four to two.

[ANNOUNCER] Tell you what:
Mookie Betts didn't know

how many outs there were right there.

He was ready to run in off the field.

I think it kind of surprised him,

but a good at-bat by Hicks...

My dad was cancer.

Thick as thieves, we were.

[ANNOUNCER] Till the
reaction of Betts...

Fixing up his bike.

You see it out there?

[MAC] The old Harley?

He d*ed

before we got around to finishing it.

[ANNOUNCER] But Moreland
has to be wondering...

He d*ed

just in time for Amber to kick me out.

[TV CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY]

[SCOFFS] f*cking joke.

Almost , and having to
start all over again.

[SNORTS]

[SNIFFS]

This is a g*dd*mn good series.

[ANNOUNCER] Opposing starter since .

Had him on starts.

Number one on that list,

Pedro Martinez.

Started against the Yankees times.

Twenty-five of those
were quality starts.

Chris Archer, Kevin Brown...

[TV CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY]

[TRANQUIL MUSIC]

♪ ♪

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

♪ ♪

[GRUNTS]

Mm.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

[GROANS]

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Hello?

[SAM] Did I wake you up?

Who is this?

You know who this is.

[RAY] How'd you get this number?

Look, I need your help.

What for?

I'm going up to my office now.

Will you meet me there, please?

I told you, I'm done.

Ray, I wouldn't ask you if
it wasn't very important.

- [RAY] I gotta go.
- Ray!

[CAR APPROACHES]

[DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE]

[KNOCKS]

Hello. I'm Melinda Getkin,

New York Tribune.

Sorry. It's not my house, so...

So you're not Sergeant Sean McGrath?

- No.
- [DOOR SLAMS ON FOOT]

You're Ray Donovan.

You should move your foot.

Do you know a man named Fetu Autufuga?

Who?

Were you detained by the NYPD

on the morning of August th?

- What?
- The morning of August th,

with Fetu Autufuga,

- in Manhattan?
- I don't know what you're talking about.

Mr. Autufuga says you jumped

from the Hospital for Special Surgery.

He says you were rescued
from the East River

by a Sergeant Sean McGrath.

[EERIE MUSIC]

Mr. Autufuga says

you were both transported
to Staten Island

in the same squad car.

[MELINDA] Can you confirm
that your arresting officer

transferred you from
Manhattan to Staten Island?

♪ ♪

Mr. Donovan?

♪ ♪

Here's my card.

I'd love to get your comment

before we go to press.

♪ ♪

[PRISON INTERCOM] Guard station five.

One transfer to the east...

♪ ♪

Yard recall, yard recall.

Commence rotation to the east yard.

♪ ♪

Transport detail report to gate four.

♪ ♪

[GAVEL SLAMMING]

[JUDGE] Mr. Donovan, hand
the child to the bailiff.

Stop!

[BAILIFF] Sir! Sir, stop!

Sir!

- No, you can't have her.
- Stop.

Stop.

Sir.

Sir, if you take another step,

this'll get so much worse.

They can't take her from me.

- Give me the child.
- No.

- Sir.
- Once a week?

How am I supposed to only
see her for once a week?

Sir, you will be arrested.

[MARIA FUSSES]

I'm a good father.

I didn't do nothing.

This isn't the way to do it.

Believe me, it's not.

[MARIA FUSSES]

[MOURNFUL MUSIC]

[SOBS]

[MARIA CRYING]

You can't just do that to people!

♪ ♪

f*ck you!

♪ ♪

[ROCK MUSIC OVER SPEAKERS]

♪ ♪

- Ray D.
- [RAY] Hey, Rad.

[BIANCHI] It's not that way, babe,

but when you say it like
that, you make it sound

like I did something wrong.

[BIANCHI] I did stand up
for you, to both of them!

[MUFFLED] Look who it is.

Generator should be coming today.

Might be able to get the bike started.

- Like the last generator, huh?
- It'll work. Hey, pal.

Jimmy got b*at up in school.

You all right?

His mom told him not to fight back.

I gotta go.

♪ ♪

Hey, text me after school.

Reporter came by the house this morning.

♪ ♪

What?

She was looking for you.

Um, wanted to talk about
the night I fell,

and, you know,

that-that-that big guy who was
in the back seat with me.

f*cking Samoan.

She's asking me about

why you drove us out to Staten Island.

♪ ♪

Shoulda just gone to
the in Manhattan.

You fell from the f*cking sky,

and it was late,

had to go get Jimmy...

♪ ♪

I...

I just drove out.

♪ ♪

Hey.

This a problem for you?

♪ ♪

You all right?

No.

The Trib running an article

the week that I gotta fight
for custody of my kid...

I got IA up my ass

and all sorts of bullshit.

[LAUGHS]

♪ ♪

I gotta go arrest the donuts.

♪ ♪

[FOGHORN BLARES DISTANTLY]

[UNEASY MUSIC]

♪ ♪

[GROANS]

♪ ♪

[DIALS PHONE]

[LINE RINGS]

[SIGHS]

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

♪ ♪

Ray?

You still need me?

♪ ♪

[TV REPORTER] Jay White and his director

Antoine A'Shawn Anderson
have turned back the clock

years to , and are planning...

You know how to play?

[REPORTER] ... Pacific
Pictures film, Mr. Lucky,

an homage to the Blaxploitation genre.

Jay White said he loved
Anderson's script so much,

he tapped the screenwriter to helm it.

- Anderson...
- [MICKEY] No, don't.

Turn that sh*t up.

... a longtime White collaborator.

Casting for the film is ongoing

and rumors are swirling

K'Lei Hughes is circling the script.

Production is set to begin
in Harlem in two weeks.

It's your turn, Mick.

Mr. Lucky will be the first
straight-to-streaming

- big-budget film...
- f*ck it.

[REPORTER] ... produced by Sam
Winslow's Pacific Media.

I'm walking.

[REPORTER] ... Featureflix
has been dominating

financial headlines for weeks.

In other Jay White news,
his rumored breakup

from girlfriend and
former yoga instructor

Janice Reigstrom has been
confirmed by several sources,

citing his...

♪ ♪

[NURSE] Name.

No, no, no, I'm not here for pills.

Uh, it's a... it's a private matter.

Ain't no private here.

Well...

there are certain nights

where I find it difficult
to get to the john.

[MICKEY] I've had a few incidences.

A few, uh, accidents, if you will.

[NURSE] You need diapers?
We got diapers.

Ah, I mean, I'm sure you can understand

I'd rather maintain a
modicum of dignity.

Well, then what do you want?

Just a bedpan.

Not allowed.

Look, the situation I'm in,
I can't wear a diaper.

You know how many of these guys

have pedophiliac tendencies?

♪ ♪

[DOOR ALARM BLARES]

♪ ♪

Thank you, sweetheart.

[MICKEY] I'm a sensitive type.
You've saved me

from some very painful, painful moments.

[NURSE] Next. Name.

♪ ♪

[ASSISTANT] Mr. Donovan? Hi.

Miss Winslow is waiting. This way.

♪ ♪

[SAM] Once the land deal is done,

then we get the approval of our board,

and then we announce it
to our shareholders.

[SAM] I need a moment.

[DOOR CLOSES]

It's a pleasure to see you, Ray.

You too.

Put on a little weight.

Yeah.

Oh, it's good,

and I like the beard.

Said you needed me.

Of course. Business.

I have a friend who has found herself

in a sensitive situation.

What'd she do?

It's not what she did.
It's what was done to her.

Her name is Anita Novak,

and she's very important to me,

because she is my candidate for mayor,

and she, uh...

well, she's human.

She'll explain it to you.

One of your reporters
came by the house today.

- Why?
- [RAY] I don't know.

She's writing some story about cops

and racial profiling in Staten Island.

Since when do you care about
cops in Staten Island?

One of them saved my life.

So what's the reporter's name?

Melinda Getkin.

I'll talk to her editor.

And you'll get back to
me about Miss Novak?


Yeah.

Bring 'em back in.

[MELANCHOLY MUSIC]

♪ ♪

[STAFFER] Let me help you
with that, Miss Novak.

Oh, I got it.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

But I could use a Dunkin' Donuts run,

- if you got that in you.
- No problem.

All right, how about a dozen,
and then I'll take a regular?

- On it.
- Thank you.

Hey.

Hey.

You're from Sam.

Yeah.

Okay, come with me.

Sorry. We're just, um, moving in,

so it's a bit of a mess.

[GRUNTS]

What's your name?

Ray Donovan.

How do you know Sam?

I did some work for her in LA.

[ANITA] You known her a long time?

- No.
- [ANITA] No.

- You a cop?
- [RAY] No.

Private investigator?

No.

[ANITA] What do you do, exactly?

You want to tell me who b*at you up?

Concealer's not doing it, huh?

[SIGHS]

I wish I knew.

Wish you knew what?

I lied to Sam.

I told her that I got mugged,
and the guy took my phone,

and there were pictures on my phone

I didn't want the public to see.

What's the truth?

I met a man at a bar.

We met because we had arranged to meet.

What for?

[LIGHTER STRIKES]

I worked in the DA's
office for years.

I've run across a few fixers in my time.

f*cked up a few of my cases.

- Yeah?
- [ANITA] Yeah.

So I'm not used to guys
like you being on my side.

So, uh...

The guy you met with, he's
the guy who b*at you up?

We had a drink.

Bar at the NoMad.

He'd arranged for a room.

We went upstairs.

We were having sex, and I turned around,

and he had his phone out,
and he was taping me,

and obviously, I can't afford
for something like that

to be made public.

Did you try contacting him?

[ANITA] All I have is an email address,

and it bounced back.

So you don't know his name.

I just said that.

But you got an email.

Yeah, it's a cover.

I mean, the one I used is fake, too.

All right. What's the email?

[UNEASY MUSIC]

I'll be in touch.

♪ ♪

[LINE RINGING]

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

What do you want?

How you been?

What do you want?

[RAY] I got an email address.

I need to find out who it belongs to.

Out of the f*cking blue,

and you call me for an email address.

Can you please...

can you please just run it for me?

I thought you were retired.

- Lena...
- Fine.

[RAY] I'll text you the email address.

- Fine.
- [CELL PHONE BEEPS]

"Oh, thank you, Lena, so much.
Thank you so much

for changing your life
around for me a thousand

m*therf*cking times. Thank
you every time I f... "

- [CELL PHONE RINGS]
- What?

Thanks.

[CAR HORN HONKS]

[CELL PHONE BEEPS]

[PARLIAMENT'S "SUPERGROOVALISTIC-
PROSIFUNKSTICATION" PLAYING]

♪ ♪

All right, vigilante films.

Pam Grier plays a nurse,

goes after drug dealers
after they k*ll her sister.

That's Coffy.

Ah, very good. Okay, Rudy Ray Moore.

A pimp and his karate expert call girls

gonna get even with the police.

- Dolemite.
- Dolemite. Excellent.

My man! All right.

Okay, last one.

Tamara Dobson, all right?

She's a U.S. special agent,

joins forces with the local police

in the w*r on dr*gs. Who's that?

Cleopatra Jones.

Cleopatra... [YELLS]

[LAUGHS]

♪ Get the people what they
want when they want it ♪

♪ And they wants it all the time ♪

Ah, Supergroovalistic-prosifunkstication!

- Come on!
- [BENJAMIN] Baby do the throw-down!

[ANTOINE] Oh, here it is, baby.

[LAUGHS] Antoine, my man.

My man.

And who's your beautiful friend?

Oh, no, this is...
this is not my friend.

- This is my producer.
- Man, you stupid.

What's up, man? I'm Daryll Donovan.

Yeah... oh, my bad.
Let me introduce you.

Daryll Donovan, this is
Benjamin Carter Judges.

- You're Daryll Donovan?
- That's right.

Mm, mm, mm.

I'd like to costume him.

- Nah, man, no costuming.
- Are you ready?

Yeah, let's get it on, man.

I've been working, waiting,
for this my whole life, man.

Let the show begin!

♪ ♪

Ah. Dynamite!

♪ Give the people what
they want when they want ♪

♪ And they wants it all the time ♪

♪ Give the people what
they want when they want ♪

♪ And they wants it all the time ♪

That is Mr. Lucky. Good job, man.

- Some of my best work.
- Right on.

[ROARS]

Okay.

[ROARING]

What's happening?

Oh.

You know, he's a method actor.

[ANTOINE] Um, so...

- his style is...
- [ROARS]

Stanislavski, via Meisner.

Uh, okay.

Sincerity. The art of representation.

That's... that's his...

no, he's just being method.

[GROWLING]

♪ What they want when they want ♪

[ROARING]

n*gga been studying lions for
the past couple of months.

- [DARYLL] Lions?
- [ANTOINE] Yeah, like,

the-the cat? The lion,
the king of the jungle?

[DARYLL] But there ain't
no lions in the movie.

[ANTOINE] I know, but
it's the concrete jungle,

so he's looking at it as, you know,

"I want to be the king
of the concrete jungle."

- So he just decided...
- [DARYLL] Oh, okay.

"Yeah, I'm gonna study
some... some lions."

♪ Baby can you throw down ♪

[HISSES]

♪ Baby can you throw down ♪

Man, that's a lot of ass.

Well, it's good to be the king.

♪ ♪

♪ Give the people what
they want when they want ♪

♪ And they wants it all the time ♪

Oh, come on. You're not
stroking a p*ssy, all right?

You're in a fight.

[RAP MUSIC OVER SPEAKERS]

It's just love taps, all right?
It's all about the body.

[TERRY] You gotta twist
the body, all right?

Save it for your old lady, all right?

Come on, snap it.

Give me five.

♪ ♪

Look at you.

You look good.

No, I don't.

So how you been?

All right. You?

What's with the hat?

What?

♪ ♪

Jesus. Yeah, yeah.

It's not mine. I'm...

staying with somebody. I
went out of the house, so...

You still out in Staten Island?

Yeah. Guy I'm staying with, uh,
is going through a divorce.

His-his kid's not taking it real well.

Yeah?

Keeps getting b*at up at school.

- I thought, you know...
- Bring him in.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Any friend of yours.

Thanks, Ter.

You're fat.

What?

You should come and
work out with the kid.

Go f*ck yourself.

[BRIDGET] Dad?

♪ ♪

Bridge. Hey.

You're-you have a beard.

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Cut your hair.

Oh, yeah, a while ago.

Looks good.

What are you doing in the city?

I just, uh, came by to see Ter.

[BRIDGET] You should've called.

Didn't know I was coming.

What are you doing here?

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[BRIDGET] We're going to dinner,

if you want to come.

No, that's all right.

Yeah, uh... had something anyway.

Okay.

Another time?

Another time.

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[SOMBER MUSIC]

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[BABY CRYING]

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[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Yeah.

Check your texts.

All right, so there's this huge Indian

at one end of the bar,

an old, ancient hooker at the other,

and a bear in a cage
with a rotten tooth.

Sign behind the bar
says, "Win $ million."

My brother says you can
bring Jimmy by anytime.

That's great.

Yeah, that'll be good.

[ROCK MUSIC OVER SPEAKERS]

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I talked to my friend about the article.

Yeah?

It's not gonna run.

Not in the Trib.

I appreciate it, but
I'm taking care of it.

What do you mean, you're
taking care of it?

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What's that?

I gotta deal with this guy,

or he's just gonna go to another paper.

- You gonna pay him off?
- Yeah.

I gotta see and make sure
that he stays quiet.

How much you got there?

It's five grand.

It's all I could pull together, but, uh,

I figure I'll pay him that
monthly till this blows over.

It's a bad idea.

Paying him?

Everybody likes money.

[RAY] No, you paying him.

You can't go near that guy.

You know you can't.

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You don't have to do this.

You got an address?

He's got a repair shop in Brooklyn.

Not too far.

I'll call you when it's done.

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[DISQUIETING MUSIC]

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[SHOP BELL DINGS]

Ray Donovan.

Five grand a month for
the next two years.

You told that reporter I was a liar.

That's grand, all in,

just for keeping your mouth shut.

[FETU] Keeping my mouth shut?

Who sent you?

That's not important.

Take the money.

[FETU] You threatening me?

No, I'm not. I'm asking you, please,

just take the f*cking money.

[SIGHS] Look.

You were there that night.

- You know what happened.
- Yeah.

He took us to f*cking Staten Island.

Doesn't matter where he took us.

He broke the f*cking law.

Yeah, and you're a f*cking drug dealer.

- That's not the point.
- What?

Take the f*cking...

[SOMBER MUSIC]

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[CELLMATE] Hey, cut it out.

I'm trying to get some sleep
here, sh*t-for-brains.

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[CELLMATE] Yo, what the f*ck, man?

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Yo, cut the sh*t. Jesus.

[GASPS]

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Hey.

Hey! Hey, the old man's down!

Hey! You all right, man?

Hey, hey, he's f*cked up, man.

He's f*cked up.

Hey, come on. Come on.

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[CAR ALARM BLARING]

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

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[CELL PHONE RINGS]

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[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Yeah?

[PANTING] It's Anita.

[GROANS]

[GRUNTS]

Who?

I'm in SoHo.

I'm at the address that...

the-the one that you sent Sam.

I called the phone number that...

that you... you gave to Sam,

and I-I called him, and we
agreed on a price, and I...

Slow down.

[PANTING] Went here because
I just needed to get...

I just needed to get that video back,

and I can't... and I...

I-I can't say it on the phone.

All right.

Don't do anything till I get there.

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[DOORBELL BUZZES]

[LOCK CLICKS]

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[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

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[RAY SIGHS]

[BREATHING RAGGEDLY]

Thank you.

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I-I know.

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It's bad.

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