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I want you to meet Hector Campos.

He's gonna take care of you.

Hey, man. How you doing?

You ever been to Big Bear?

Got a quiet place
up there where I train.

Gonna take you there, help you recover.

How do you know Romero?

Father Romero make a miracle out of me.

You fucked up my sting.

You left Belikov out there to do this.

45's got his fingerprints on it.

There's a duffel of guns in the ceiling.

Eight counts of homicide's

gonna stick a lot better
than a trafficking charge.

I vouched for you with very
powerful people in Moscow,

who would have far preferred
to retaliate against you

for framing Mr. Belikov.

Belikov's out. We're done.

Go see him. Apologize for any problems

that you might have caused.

You've been useful to 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.

Look at me!

Why didn't you tell me he was missing?

I didn't know.

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

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

Disappear.

Or he'll kill you.

Yeah?

Bring me my niece or I kill your Jew.

Me and my brother Hector,
we love each other.

All the secrecy, I think
it's killing my brother.

Terry, you got to get out of here.

- But it was an overdose.
- You weren't here.

Tomorrow morning, you show up at
the gym like nothing happened.

I don't want to spend the
rest of my life in prison.

I want to fight.

Archie Whittaker's going
to knock you out

- in the sixth round.
- Fuck you, man.

You will place the bets.

And you'll return my art.

Tonight with the slips.

I need to meet Mr. Campos.

Tell him you're going to
take a fall in the sixth.

You get cold feet now,
he's gonna kill us both.

Get out of the car, Ray.

Who would've thought
that a rich divorcée

from Bel Air would be at the center

of Dmitri Sokolov's LA operation?

She won't talk.

Oh, she already did.

Sonia gave us everything.

You're fucked, Ray.

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FBI, Los Angeles office.

Get me all the files...

Yeah, must've been here.

Easy, coming your way.

Straight ahead.

Receipts and, uh, documents as well.

Come with me.

Wow, Ray,

what the National Enquirer
wouldn't pay for your files.

It's gonna be a lolla-pa-fucking-looza

of celebrity busts.

You don't want to do this, Frank.

Your threats don't mean
anything anymore, Ray.

You used to have teeth,
that much I'll give you.

Truth is, this time I've got more on you

than you can handle.

You gonna charge me or not?

You got a call...

while you were sleeping.

Dmitri wants to make sure
his tickets are ringside

for the Campos fight. Ringside.

So I got a guy get tickets

for a fight, so what?

I don't give a fuck
what you got going on

with this cocksucker
and the Campos fight.

That's the least of your problems.

You two remember each other, huh?

You recognize either of these people?

The man is Aleks Malkin.

Where is he from?

Winnipeg. He runs Dmitri's
operation in central Canada.

Belikov's replacement.

That'd be my guess.

The woman?

I've never seen her before.

Well, they're re-opening your gallery.

Apparently she's the new you.

I want you to call Sokolov.

- Set up a meeting.
- What?

Tell him that Sonia's back,
reached out to you.

I want you to pitch
yourselves as assets.

Assets? That's your fucking plan, Frank?

You want me to put her in a room

with Dmitri Sokolov and
tell him she's an asset?

She'll work him on the inside,
and when you're wired up,

he'll be ready to talk.

Make the fucking call, Ray.

Set up the meeting.

Unless you want to go to prison.

It's up to you.

What did Barnes promise you?

To make sure my daughter was safe.

Change her name.

Send her to a good
boarding school back east.

Frank Barnes is a lying sack of shit.

Just remember that.

Anything else I need to know
before we go in there?

It's essentially a
money laundering operation.

I bought art with their profits.

And I allowed them to use
my shipping containers

to move whatever they wanted to move.

Girls and drugs.

I never wanted to get involved
with all of that.

But you did.

I thought I could escape.

Use the art...

as a ladder to climb out of my life.

It would have been easier
just to accept who I was.

I'll try to make sure
your daughter's all right.

Thank you.

Plemyanitsa.

Dyadya.

Anna, please.

Come meet my niece, Sonia.

- Hello.
- Nice to meet you.

And this is Mr. Malkin.
He's working for me here now.

Mr. Malkin, my niece and her
associate, Ray Donovan.

You don't look so well.

Dyadya, I want to return
to work for you.

To make up for what happened with Ivan.

Here, diplomatic papers
to insure no inspections.

We can move a dozen containers
in the next month.

I won't take a cut
for any of it, Dyadya,

to make it up to you.

What do you think of this
idea, Mr. Donovan?

I'd feel better if we were all friends.

I'm so looking forward
to the boxing match.

Ringside seats.

I've never been so close to the action.

See Mr. Donovan out.

Hey.

Got you some whitefish.

They wired my jaw in the back.

You eat it.

- Try that.
- Mmm.

So what did Barnes have on you?

Sonia ratted me out.

Hmm.

They raided the office.

He's got everything.

And what does he want?

He wants me to wear a wire.

You gonna do it?

I don't know if I have a choice, Avi.

How you doing?

Prayer to lie down in peace

and return to safety.

You really think anyone's listening?

When I was lying in that room,

those men... beat me.

And beat me.

That's when I prayed the most.

God was listening.

He sent you.

Oh, Ray, I was so worried.

I'm fine.

Did you get Avi back?

Yeah.

So it's over?

Sure.

Oh, thank God.

I got some news for you.

What's that?

My cancer's going away.

What are you talking about?

The doctor did the MRI...
and the blood work,

and it looks like it's
disappearing, basically.

That's great, sweetheart.

It's a miracle.

Yesterday...

I thought everything was over.

I thought I'd be dead within a year.

I thought that we'd never
be able to come home again.

And now look.

We got a fresh start, Ray.

Go back to sleep.

You've been out of the public eye

for three weeks, since
the death of your sister.

How has it impacted your training?

I'm ready. I'm strong.

You were knocked out
in less than two minutes

last time, champ. What really happened?

I wasn't in shape. I wasn't prepared.

Vegas has you as a
four-to-one underdog

in tomorrow's fight.
How do you feel about that?

I don't care about the odds.

Whittaker's predicting
another first round knockout.

Last time, Whittaker saw me at my worst.

He's gonna need luck himself
to come out of the first round.

Your sister's suicide must
be weighing heavily on you.

Of course.

When are you going to comment
on her allegations

of a sexual relationship?

Jessica, my love,

can you send Stella up here?

Oh. Tell 'em, Stella.

- Do you know da story?
- No, what's the story?

You're gonna da-story Whittaker.

My daddy's gonna da-story Whittaker.

Yah!

Come on, friends, you can't
argue with this face.

And my little girl, Stella,
mm, she is always right.

I'm gonna da-story Whittaker.

Hector, Hector...

Thank you for coming,
ladies and gentlemen.

We will see you tomorrow night.

- Morning.
- Morning, Dad.

Morning. We're late.

What's going on?

Look what Bridget just gave me.

She got in. She's going to NYU.

There's an orientation this weekend.

Thought we could fly her to New York.

- When?
- Today.

We can put her up in a nice hotel.

Sure.

- Yeah?
- I need you to come in.

- I'm busy.
- Now.

You should take her to the airport.

I know it would mean a lot to her.

Yeah, sure.

So, what's your fucking problem?

Yo, when the fight's over,

you gonna want me gone?

Want you gone?

After Hector wins tomorrow night,

I'm gonna put all my focus into you.

You're gonna be the next Hector Campos.

Yo, for real?

Here's the keys to the club.

Next time there's a banner on that wall,

it better have your fucking
picture on it.

Morning.

You're gonna look sharp.

Yeah? How's your dress?

Kinda tight.

I'm older than I was when I bought it.

I like you in a tight dress.

Well, that's what you're gonna get.

So, we're all set.

I got pizzas and cookies

and ice cream and lots of booze.

I don't know, you know.
What if he loses?

If he loses, it's even more important.

Yo, thank you, Terry.

I ain't ever had my
own key to nowhere before.

You're like... Come here, you're like...

Yeah, uh, come on, kid.

Get your fucking hands off me.

What the hell was that about?

I told him he's got
a place here, is all.

Gave him his own key.

You're a good man.

Yeah.

Well...

you do too.

- What?
- You got a place here.

If you want it.

With me.

You already got me to wear
a fancy fucking dress.

Let's just... start with that, okay?

All right, look here. Yeah, you.

Here.

Yep, just... Just watch the fingers.

Watch the fingers. Here, I got another.

- Mickey.
- One fucking bite.

You gotta start listening to the rules.

There it is. Here.

If you want to stay here,
you need to stop feeding him.

He slobbers all over the place.

You got the idea? She gonna
throw us both out.

- Here, one more.
- Come on.

Come on, sweetheart. Come on, out.

Out you go.

All right, look, see. He did.

You're right. He slobbers on everything.

Reminds me of me.

Very loving, but he makes
a mess everywhere he goes.

What?

Bridget got into NY-fucking-U.

Oh!

She's got her mother's smarts.

Little Abby genes
running around in there.

Good for her.

Abby, my darling,

by any chance,

would you be interested
in giving me a loan?

What for?

I got an inside line on a sure thing.

Yeah, sure you do.

I'm pawning everything.

I'm pawning my Sansui speakers.

I'm pawning my... Maybe my watch.

My vintage porn is worth something.

Look, it's really good odds.

Maybe 30 to one.

And, uh, if anything happens,

we just have to make sure
the family is covered, don't we?

Have money in the bank for those
beautiful children of yours.

How much you talking about?

Hundred thousand will do it.

We don't got that kinda
cash around here.

Okay.

I understand.

But I do got something I'd
like to get the fuck rid of.

Sell it, place the bet.

- Sure.
- I'll split the money with you.

FBI, Los Angeles office.

We're wiring you for the fight.

It's gonna be loud, so
you need to be close to him.

- You hear from Sonia?
- Of course.

'Cause I haven't.

Well, she's with her people.
I'm sure she's fine.

You think?

The camera and the microphone
are sewn into the shirt.

Tomorrow night, you
meet us at the arena.

We connect you to the surveillance van.

From that point on, you get him to talk.

We arrest him. It's as simple as that.

I wear this wire, you
give me back my files.

You do this and I'll forget everything.

Hell, I'll personally move
your family to Idaho.

We good?

Thank you, Ray.

Fuck you, Frank.

Burnin' for Black, right on.

Black Liquorice and Sweet White Cream.

- There you go.
- Yeah, they're all classics.

But this one, look.

This is a... This is a famous painting.

By, uh, a famous painter.

Yeah, so?

It's one of his early works.

You can check it on the Internet.

It's worth 60 grand.

I'll give it to you for 50.

Look around, hmm.

You see any fucking art here?

Well you never know

who a man might know.

Businesses like this

usually overlap with businesses
that are less formal, right?

Yeah, well, I might, uh,

know somebody.

I'll tell you what.

I'll give you all this vintage smut

plus the Sansui speakers.

You give me a connection.

You give me a name.

Hey, listen, I-I hate... I
hate to give away this stuff.

I mean, I... I'm gonna miss it.

This one, ooh-ooh.

2000 and Cum:

a Face Odyssey.

That's a really good picture.

Actors got some, you know,

they got some, uh, chops.

It's like you're really there.

May I come in?

Sure.

I've missed you in confession.

Yeah? Well, you know, I've been busy.

Yeah, yeah. I've heard

you're not going to meetings anymore.

What can I do for you, Father?

Hector called me.

He asked for confession.

Yeah?

He told me about his sister.

- And your arrangement.
- So?

He doesn't want to lie anymore, Ray.

What's that supposed to mean?

He wants to fight tomorrow to win,

and then face the consequences
of his actions.

Oh.

You tell him that was a good idea?

- I encouraged him.
- What happened, Father?

You get a little call from the Cardinal?

Pope wants to see a Catholic
wearing the belt?

You sound paranoid, Ray.

Paranoid?

And all of a sudden,
you come crawling out

from the fucking floorboards
asking me to forgive

a debt you don't know anything about.

A debt paid for in lies.

- What?
- Enough, Ray.

Hector called me.

He wants to turn back to God.

Sure as fuck didn't call you
when he was drowning his sister

in a bathtub, did he?

Didn't call God then, did he, Father?

No, Ray, he called you.

That's right, he called me.

He called me, Father.

And I solved his fucking problem.

Not God.

I thought you were still
up in Pismo Beach.

Teresa and Maria are.

I drove down this morning.

Hey.

You remember that
church retreat we went on?

Where we made those paper boats
to race down the river?

Sure.

Last night, I had this weird dream.

Me and Ray...

were racing those boats
down the Charles.

And his boat was out in front, and...

he was giving me shit about it.

And then, out of nowhere,

this Jaws-like fucking shark...

just came out and ate his boat.

A fucking shark in the Charles.

Why are you telling me this?

When I woke up, Pop called me.

Looking for money.

So, what's new?

Looking for money to bet the fight.

Looking for money to bet against Campos.

And the way he was talking

was real specific.

Your driver's name is Ted.

He should have one of those, you know,

those card things when you get there.

- You told me.
- I did?

- Mm-hmm.
- All right,

when you get to the hotel,
ask for Archie Leach.

He's a friend. Trust
me, whatever you need,

- he'll take care of it.
- You told me.

- You got your credit cards?
- Dad.

- Cash?
- Yeah, I got it.

Listen, Bridg, I want you to know...

I'm gonna miss my flight.

Go, go.

You all right?

All set, miss.

For your safety and
the safety of others,

please do not sit, stand...

Raymond?

You all right, Terry?

Tell me you're making
Hector throw the fight.

What?

Don't lie to me.

Tell me fucking straight.

Tell me.

Yeah.

I'm making him throw the fight.

When?

Sixth round.

So he killed her?

You know he did.

And you?

I cleaned it up.

Why?

Because I owe the Russians more
than I can ever pay them back.

So I gave them Hector.

I was changing my life.

I was looking for a house.

I was thinking about doing all this shit

that I have never done

before I get any sicker.

Sorry, Terr.

Yeah? Well, you know what?

Now my life is based on lies.

And they're fucking lies
that you make me tell.

You knew what was going on.

Come on, Terry.

You asked me for help, remember that?

Only fucking reason
Hector Campos is training

in your gym is because I told him to.

Now...

you want to start playing along, fine.

But know this...

if Campos doesn't throw that fight,

they're coming after us all over again.

I'll put something in his eyes.

So he... He can't see it coming.

So he can't back out.

What was that all about?

I thought you said it was over.

I thought you said you'd
taken care of everything.

What are you not telling me, Ray?

You were right about Sonia.

What about her?

Feds caught her. She ratted me out.

Jesus.

They want me to talk too.

- Yeah?
- You need to meet me.

- What's going on?
- Not on the phone.

I gotta go.

The body came in three days ago.

No one's been allowed to
identify her or touch her.

Orders from above.

Something, huh?

Huh?

I hate to part with it.

But, you know, gotta make
room on the walls for the...

For the new shit.

It's real. It's real.

Bought it from the Kovissy Gallery.

Kovitzky.

Yeah.

You steal this?

'Course not.

I'll give you 10k.

It's worth 60.

10's good.

It's worth 60.

I gotta open her up.

Help me flip.

Be my guest. There we go.

I can go to 50.

What'd you see in there?

What happened?

Sonia's dead.

How do you know?

I just saw her body at the morgue.

Ray...

...we have to go.

We need to leave now.

I can't, sweetheart.

Fed will arrest me if I try.

You should go.

Get away from me while you still can.

What are you talking about?

After the fight, and after
Hector takes a dive,

they won't need me anymore.

- Once Sokolov gets his money...
- No.

We stay together...

and we deal with what comes next.

Nothing good comes next, Abbs.

Don't you see that?

I go to prison. That's what comes next.

Or we start running from the
mob for the rest of our lives.

Then that's what we do.

Oh, I'm sorry to interrupt.

Here.

What the fuck is that?

Cocaine, heroin, fentanyl.

Inside the art. Look.

I went to sell this

and the art guy opens it up.

Look, in the back.

And look. Huh?

The Russians...

they're smuggling drugs...

in the art.

Duplicitous fucking people,
these Russians, huh?

The fucking Feds picked up
that woman from the gallery,

and she ratted me out.

The Feds sent her back to her people,

and her people fucking
shot her in the head.

So I can't trust the Feds,

and if Sonia told they got to me,

I'm dead no matter
what happens with the fight,

no matter if Hector
takes the fall or not.

I know what I'm asking
you to do is dangerous,

but I'm out of options.

I got nowhere else to turn but family.

I don't expect your help.

God knows I don't deserve it.

If any of you want to walk
out of this room right now,

I wouldn't blame you.

Frank, he's here.

Fuck you, Frank.

You want Sokolov, we do it my way.

Wear the fucking
shirt, Ray, or you're done.

You don't like it, arrest me.

Goddamn it.

Hey, you're gonna kill him!

- You want to win this fight?
- Yeah.

Win it.

Thank you.

Don't thank me. I didn't do it for you.

Let's go, Hector.

Good luck, Terr.

You did the right thing.

Let me ask you something, Father.

If Hector wins this fight,

you really think
he's gonna turn himself in

and come running back to God?

I hope he does.

Hey, don't worry about
it. Let's get inside.

Hey, hey, hey. What's up, my guy?

Yo, this Maybach is clean.

- What?
- Uh, listen.

I was wondering, can I buy, uh,

a few bottled waters off you. I ran out.

And I do not feel like paying the price

- at the concession stands.
- No.

You can't extend a professional
courtesy to a brother?

- Fuck off.
- Wow, really?

- Fuck off.
- Hey.

Okay.

I was hoping I see you again, eh.

Huh? Huh? Big man, huh?

Huh, not so big.

It has been a wild five rounds.

But that fourth round was very close,

so the judges might
see it the other way.

Whittaker looks strong here,
controlling the ropes.

Campos is doing a lot better

in the middle of the ring.

Campos is gonna have to use his speed...

Here.

Take 'em both.

Are you enjoying yourself, Mr. Donovan?

Where's Sonia?

You're worried about her?

Haven't heard from her, that's all.

Campos is clearly the better fighter.

A shame.

So where is she?

She decided to go back to Grenada.

That's funny. She didn't say
anything to me about it.

That's just her way.
She's always been impulsive.

Unpredictable. Her father indulged her.

You understand.

Do you like Italian food, Mr. Donovan?

Sure.

We were thinking of
taking a drive up the coast

to Malibu after the fight.

You'll join us, of course.

Sure.

He is an excellent actor.

Jesus Christ, what are you doing?

Get off the fucking ropes!

Get off the fucking ropes!

- Here we go.
- Come on.

Think about it, then breathe.

Breathe!

Get on him! Get on him!

You got him, you got him.

Turn him! Turn him!

Turn him!

Use your feet!

Beautiful, beautiful.

Time!

Go back to your
corner. Go back to your corner.

Our business is over, Mr. Donovan.

You are a very foolish man.

Take control, all right?
All right, it's up to you.

It's your turn now, all right?

Hello, friend.

Get in.

Drive.

Fuck.

Okay.

Here you go, buddy.

Good. Now walk away.
You don't want to see this.

Avi, it's not my
first rodeo, okay? I'm cool.

No, you're not. Walk the fuck away.

Kovitzky Gallery, now.

Come alone.

Drop the gun.

Are you going to shoot me?

With a baseball bat?

Drop the fucking gun.

We'll work something out.

We work together.

I cut you in on the business, hmm?

Take you up on your offer
of being useful.

Would that appeal?

Ray?

Ray?

What the fuck is this?

Cocaine, heroin, fentanyl.

The art came in, they loaded it up,

the art went back out.

You'll find Sokolov's body in Anaheim.

Nice work, Frank.

Looks like you brought
down another crime boss.

The trainer... of the world champion.

You want to say something?

No, no.

- No, I'm good.
- He won fair and square.

You trained him.

You trained a fucking champ.

Stand up. Take a fucking bow.

Hey, hey, Terry's gonna say something.

Uh...

Yeah. Hector...

Hector fought good.

He did good. Uh...

but, uh, I don't got nothing...

without my family.

And, uh...

that's it.

I just want to thank you all...

for coming out tonight.

I love you all.

And...

I don't care what they
say ckn Southie, you know?

It's fucking great to be a Donovan.

That's right.

Here, here.

He's the greatest trainer in the world.

Trainer of champions.

I love you, son.

What do you want, Hector?

I just want to say thank you, Ray.

I won 40 fights before,

but this is the
first I win as a free man.

Free man?

It's all done now.

They're ghosts.

My sister, my... my priest,

all of them.

It's all in the rear view mirror.

What about Romero?

Fuck Romero.

Yeah?

And God?

All I know is that I'm the motherfucker

who knocked Archie Whittaker
on his ass tonight.

Not God.

Are we good?

No, Hector, we're not.

There's nothing good about us.

Go home. I'll call you when I need you.

You made a miracle out of me, Ray.

A fucking miracle.

You're okay?

Yeah, sure.

You?

Yeah.

What did Hector say?

Oh, he just said I, uh,

I made a miracle out of him.

I told you.

I told you everything
would work out, didn't I?

Yeah, you did.

Don't you ever fucking
doubt me again, Ray Donovan.

No one can touch us.

You hear me?

No one.

Come on.

Come upstairs and dance with your wife.

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