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Previously on Ray Donovan...

- Hey! - Get the fuck over here!

Get off her!

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Don't.

Harder.

Harder.

Harder.

You and your Polack cunt

are gonna back out of the mayor's race.

Ah... ah!

You shouldn't have done that.

I could, you know.

Uhh!

Jesus.

Yeah.

Someone broke into my house.

- Are you all right? - No, I'm not all right.

Someone broke into my fucking house.

Aw, what's wrong? Hey, hey, hey.

What's up, hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What? Are you hungry, huh?

You want Uncle Terry to get you some breakfast?

- Yeah. - Yeah. Yeah? All right.

All right. Good girl.

All right, let's go.

- No. - All righty.

- No. - You don't want none?

No? All right.

It's good.

What do you think?

I think she's a little old for ya.

I think you're a little fucking old.

If I didn't own the place, I'd sue.

I'll get you a drink.

You know, I've never had a break-in before.

I mean, I have orchestrated lots of break-ins

but I have never had a break-in.

God, today must be my lucky day.

Maybe you ought to sit down, huh?

I was knocked unconscious one other time

when I was working on a film, um,

Won't You Come Home, Thunder Jones?

You know the film with the disabled kid and the pony?

A key grip hit me in the back of the head with a ladder.

Why don't you sit.

I'm fine.

Here.

He told me to get out of the mayor's race.

He called Anita a Polack cunt,

so clearly he's very bright and cunning.

The guy today, not the guy

that hit me in the head with the ladder.

We should get you to a hospital.

He got to me, Ray.

He needs to know I can get to him.

I'll take care of it.

Thanks.

I'm gonna go see Ron.

You stay with Winslow.

What am I gonna do with you?

Huh?

What am I gonna do with you?

Yo. Big Easy. You wanna get some action?

Yeah. When?

Right now if you can. But we gotta get you warm.

Yeah, I ain't doing nothing. I'll be right over.

Oh, no, no, don't you worry, baby girl.

'Cause Uncle Terry's gonna fix it.

That's what I'm gonna do.

All right?

Hey, how you doing?

Hey. Hey, uh, could you do me a favor?

Could you come over to the gym?

- What's going on? - Well, I wouldn't ask,

but I need a favor, and I need you to come down.

What's that noise?

Oh, um...

They're just, uh, waxing the walls, yeah.

- What? - No, they're just...

They're just... they're waxing... Look, you gonna come or not?

I have a paper due Friday. I'm pretty slammed...

Bridget, please. Please, come on.

Jesus, okay.

I'll be there in an hour.

Thank you.

Hey, Maria. Bridget's coming.

Oh. Hello.

He left you to babysit.

- Sorry. - Well, come for the views.

Stay for the beatings.

I know people can't see in, but it feels like they can.

Especially at night.

When I was in my 20s, I had a boyfriend

and we lived in the East Village and he insisted

upon keeping the windows bare.

And that was in a ground floor apartment,

so you know everybody could see everything then.

I'm, uh, I'm sorry about what happened to you.

Ah, well, I play mean with mean people.

I'm just surprised that I haven't been

pistol-whipped before this.

So are you allowed to sit down?

Could you join me?

Where are you from?

- Philly. - Philadelphia?

And you're from money, aren't you?

Grandpa had money.

Vague.

Well, I never took any of his money.

Well, I would say good for you except that I think

that's really stupid, so I won't say anything.

How do you feel?

Mm.

How does it look?

It looks better.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

I bit him.

- You did? - Right...

here.

Good for you.

You ever bite anyone?

I did in jail.

Oh. Why were you in jail?

Uh, 18 months on aggravated assault.

Okay! I like that in my bodyguard.

Go on.

Well, there was a woman who was picking on

a smaller, weaker woman.

Got in a fight with her,

and I bit her.

Right...

Then you know.

The taste. It lingers.

Sounds like a living hell.

Oh, no, no. We stay on the outskirts of all that.

Hidden Luxury Camps.

Burning Man is the new golf course, Ed.

- Well that sounds dirty. - It's fantastic.

Last year I did peyote, and the women are unbelievable.

- I'll take your word for it. - No, Joel's flying us out

this year, super first rate.

- Yeah, I'll let ya know. - It'll change your life.

Uh-huh.

- Hello. - How are ya?

Oh, Boston.

- You got me. - Visiting?

Yeah.

Well, welcome to New York.

You crossed a line last night.

I beg your pardon?

Sam Winslow.

You crossed a line.

I-I have no idea what you're talking about.

Keep away from her.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Do you have any idea...

You go near her again, I'll fucking kill you.

Are we clear?

Drug dealer getting arrested with some considerable force.

Fifteen minutes of your partner's thoughts

on women's genitalia.

You got what you needed.

A judge levying an excessively high bail,

and that same judge later

talking on the phone to his wife.

None of that is a help, Officer.

Here you go.

And for you, sir?

Nothing for me, thank you.

You got what you fucking needed.

There was a name I heard.

When you were with Judge Scholl.

It gave me goosebumps.

He mentioned the mayor.

So...

hoping you'd help me learn more about that.

What the fuck?

- Hey, Bridge. - Wh-what is she doing here?

- Oh, Bunch dropped her off. - What?

Yeah, he gave me to her, and then he took off.

No, he gave her to me, then he took off.

What... what's wrong with you?

What?

Did you see Mickey?

No. And you need to calm down.

Are you on drugs?

What?

- Where is Teresa? - I don't know.

- You have any drugs? - Terry.

Does my dad know about this?

No. No and you can't tell him.

Listen, listen. I gotta thing I gotta do,

and I just need you to watch her.

- Okay, what thing? - It's just... just a thing.

- What kind of fucking thing? - Just a thing.

Just please say yes. Please say yes? Please.

Okay, how long do you need me to watch her?

Today, tomorrow. And then maybe the next day.

- What? - Come on. It's easy.

She eats pizza. She goes places.

It's easy. It's fine.

I can't watch her for three fucking days.

Terry. This is... a felony.

No, she's not a felony.

She's family. Hey. Hey, Maria.

You are so not a felony. You are so not a felony.

I love you, sweetheart. All right.

- I gotta go. Bye. - Bye.

Coming through! Coming through!

Hi, cutie.

Hi. Hey, how's it going?

What are we gonna do?

What are we gonna do?

What are we gonna do? What are we...

Oh, my goodness. You're such a smart lady.

All right, come on.

♪ Suck on my dick, make me feel like the shit ♪

♪ Then I turn her to her back then I lick on the clit ♪

♪ She be pulling on my hair while I eat that pussy right ♪

♪ And I got your legs shaking, loud moaning... ♪

Hey. How you doing?

Oh, hey, Father.

Uh, just some Christian hip-hop.

You know, gotta be in touch with the youth of today.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, sure.

Sure, sure, all right.

Uh, y-y-you got a smoke?

Oh. No.

- No, sorry. - Ah. Eh, I'm trying to quit.

- Good for you. - Yeah, yeah.

So what's your name?

Uh, Father Brady.

- Brady? - Yeah. Tom Brady.

Oh, you must take a lotta shit, huh?

What? Why?

Oh, you know, Father Deflategate over here.

Oh... yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm kind of known for my jokes and what have you.

- I bet. Ha. - Yeah, I actually do a routine

over at St. Michael's. Yeah, they...

they got a variety show there.

- It's actually pretty good. - Nice.

- That's nice. - You know, they got

- the singers, and the... - Oh, excuse me. Ha.

- Got my, uh, my phone's ringing there. - Oh, yeah.

Okay, yeah, yeah. Take care then.

Yeah, y-you rest in... rest in...

Peace be with you.

Yeah, and with you. And with you.

All right. Yeah.

Yeah, Father Tom Brady here. Yeah?

177 West 57th Street?

- Doorman building? - Yeah.

I was very sorry to hear about Abby.

Thanks.

I remember when I met her.

Oh, we were at Drift in Malibu with Ezra.

You know the place with all the airplane parts

and hazardous seafood?

And your wife...

I had never met her before in my life.

She came right over to me and she said,

"This place smells like a bucket full a hooker pussy."

Which it did.

So we got hammered on the patio.

Ah, shit, I was afraid of this.

What?

Tch. Secure server. I can't get in.

How about NYPD?

Yeah, sure, but, you know,

it's gonna take a couple of hours.

All right.

Love you.

Hey, what's up?

I need a favor.

What's that?

Security footage from last night.

177 West 57th between midnight and 4:00.

Can you get me the footage?

What for?

- Can you get it? - Uh, yeah.

Yeah, um, just give me a few minutes.

I gotta see a guy about it.

Thanks.

You're gonna pull over,

and no one's gonna get hurt.

Over there, church up there on the right.

Okay.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is a robbery.

And if no one does anything stupid,

you'll all walk away with a wild story

and tell your rich friends, huh?

- Quickly, quickly. - Open the fucking door.

Open the door!

Cover the driver.

Just take it.

That's it. Here. Okay. Here.

My daughter gave me this, and I'm not giving it to you,

gun or otherwise.

You got a nice daughter? She'll give you another one.

Now hand it over.

- Ah! Jesus! - Hey!

- Asshole. - Oh, fuck.

- Yeah. - Fuck. Drop it.

I don't wanna shoot you, but I will.

This ain't even my gun. It's my brother's gun.

He'd be really pissed if I killed somebody with it.

But I will.

You wanna be a hero?

I can help you or you can live.

Drop the fucking gun.

If you shoot me, I'll shoot you back.

Don't you fucking shoot him, Pop.

- Shoot the both of 'em. - Listen.

Put the gun down, all right? We'll all get outta here.

I'm gonna shoot him.

Don't you fuckin' shoot nobody, Mick.

What do you propose we do?

Leave the shit and get off the bus.

No can do, Junior.

Hey, don't you shoot him, Mick.

I'll fuckin' sh... I'll kill ya.

I'll fuckin' do it.

Let's go.

Fuck.

But I'm taking this.

- No! - 'Cause you weren't nice.

You're gonna burn in hell!

You'll be right there with me, honey,

you and your fucking daughter.

Here, here. $32.

$32, here.

Gum, pantyhose, here. Here, it's yours.

- Have a fuckin' party. - Never fuckin' disappoint

when it comes to disappointment, do you, Mick?

Don't you ever do nothin' like that to me again.

- You understand me? - It wasn't right.

- Don't you ever do anything like that again! - It wasn't fucking right!

You heard me.

What are you doin'? What are you doin'?

See that check cashing place back there.

What?

I'm goin' in there.

We may wanna slow down a bit here.

We got people after us.

We gotta go in there right now, and do this, okay?

Let's go.

Okay then.

Here we fucking go.

Come on!

Everybody get on the ground now. Put your hands up.

Get on the fucking ground now. Get down!

Keys, get the keys.

Go!

Don't you fucking do it. Don't do it.

Keep your hands where I can see 'em.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

- Open all the drawers. - We have children.

Fuck.

See, you be nice and I'll be nice.

Stay the fuck down, all right?

Stay down for five minutes after we leave.

Don't be a fucking hero.

Please don't shoot us.

I'm not shooting nobody.

All right, come on. Come on!

Oh, isn't this convenient? Yeah.

It's all right. You're all gonna be okay.

Yeah.

- Let's go. Come on! - I'm comin'!

Thank you, ladies.

- Stay there. - Let's get the fuck outta here!

- Stay down! - You better get up!

Is that it, are you done?

Fight, men!

Oh!

Come on, man! Get back in there!

Lights out! Lights out!

Down! Down!

It's over.

That's it.

We did good, huh?

Huh?

We did real good.

We did good.

Together we did good.

- Watch the road. - We're a good team.

I got it.

We're a good team.

You and me.

Yeah.

God damn, man!

You put him in the hospital, baby.

Yeah, uh,

I'm sorry about that.

Since you just disqualified one of my best boys,

a spot opened up in The Eliminator.

What's that?

Eight fighters, last man standing wins 50 Gs.

Nah.

Nah, I...

I only did this 'cause it was small and you're in a bind.

And here I am in another one.

'Cause of you.

No. No, I can't help you out.

Why not?

All right, let me show you something.

- You see this? - You android or some shit?

Naw, that's for my Parkinson's.

Oh, word?

If I take this and I adjust it...

I got this on regular now, but if I turn it up

then what just happened out there,

it happens again.

And I don't think I should do it no more.

Well, I beg to differ, baby.

Sounds street legal to me.

Yeah, well, there's also the small fact that I could die.

Oh, we all gotta go sometime.

All right.

I'll see ya around.

50 grand.

Think about it.

Yeah.

- Bad news. - What?

The security camera on 57th is out of order.

- All right. - Yeah, they left a lot

of those cameras up for show,

but half the city's out.

Thanks for trying.

Forget about the NYPD.

- Why? - I just talked to a friend.

The camera's down.

No, it's not.

Here, look.

Is that the guy you're looking for?

I gotta go.

Come on, girl.

We got some stairs. You ready?

You ready?

Come on, girl.

You look like a super model.

Who's my smart, pretty lady? Is it you?

Is it her? Is it you?

Is it you?

I think it's you. That's right.

There we go.

Night, guys.

See you bright and early for that sensitivity training.

Ah, fuck. Totally forgot about that.

Assholes.

At least assholes got a use, am I right?

Good night, Pam.

Yeah. Tsss...

What are you doing here, Ray?

Why'd you lie to me? About the camera.

What?

What the fuck is Danny Bianchi

doing in Sam Winslow's apartment?

What the fuck were you thinking about going after the mayor?

Look, I am sorry, but you can't be here.

Hey, everybody's fucking watching you.

- Who's watching me? - The shit at the park.

You think they don't know what you're doing?

I can't cover for you no more.

What are you talking about?

The best thing for you to do is leave town.

I need you to trust me.

Close your office and go. No more Sam Winslow.

No more Anita Novak.

What are you guys into, Mac?

Listen to me. Forget you ever saw that tape.

Forget everything. Get the fuck out.

I'm telling you. I'm your friend.

And I am telling you that this is a big fucking shitstorm.

You want nothin' to do with it.

Walk away, Ray.

I'll be right here.

Just get the kid and go.

Bridge.

What're you doin' here?

What's the matter?

- I'm sorry. - Where's Maria?

- What's going on? - She's okay.

What? Where's Maria?

What happened to you?

Bridget, can you take her for a minute, please?

It's okay.

So what the fuck was all this?

Let me remind you of something,

I'm not the one who wanted a divorce.

I cheated on you. I did.

And it was terrible, but I told you about it.

Because I wanted to fix it.

- Okay, let me... - Shut up.

But you wanted to throw me away like a piece of trash.

Take my baby, my baby, from me because I fucked somebody?

You did this.

You did all this.

I didn't do it 'cause you fucked somebody.

Speak up.

I didn't do all this

because you fucked somebody.

Then why'd you do it?

Because I thought you loved me.

And then you told me that.

And there I was with our baby.

And we were missing you the whole time.

I could never do that.

I would have never fucked around on you.

Not in a million years.

And then it was just...

It felt like...

It was all a big lie.

It was.

- Don't say that. - No.

It was.

I wanted to love you, but I never did.

All right.

We were a family.

We made that little girl. You and me.

And you decided to throw it away. You did.

And I've been missing her for weeks.

Crying for weeks. Throwing up for weeks.

If Bridget hadn't called me,

how the fuck would this have gone, huh?

Every part of this...

every fucking part of it is your fault.

So you get to have it both ways?

You never loved me,

but it's all my fault.

You went and fucked someone.

But I'm the one who threw it all away?

I'm the one that takes care of her.

But you're the one she needs and the court sides with.

F... Ha.

Fuck you. You know what? Fuck you.

That's why I took her away from you.

Because you're mentally ill.

I should have never broken you out of that fucking nut house...

Thank you for calling me.

Teresa, no. Come on.

- Don't you fucking do this! - No, no. No.

What did you do?

What the fuck did you do?

Bunchy, that is her baby.

That is her mother. Don't you understand that?

No. I don't fucking understand.

We're family. How could you do that?

Because I know what it feels like

to live in a world without my mom.

So the fuck do I.

It just... it can never be easy.

You know, it can never be fucking easy.

Come on.

It's gonna be all right.

It ain't.

It ain't never,

ever gonna be all right again.

Where the fuck you been?

There's cops all over here.

Where's the kid?

- It's over, Mick. - What?

She took the baby, all right?

What? Wha...

I'm done. I ain't going to Vietnam. I just...

I just can't anymore, all right?

I'm just fucking done.

I don't want to go without you, son.

Bye, Mick. I love ya.

Bunch.

I love ya too.

What's going on?

What did you find?

Guy that broke into your house...

I know him.

You know the man?

Yeah. He's a cop.

So, Feratti has the cops.

Once, I wanted to buy the world's largest

Arab telecommunications company.

It was a hostile takeover.

All the old Arab men couldn't believe

a woman was going to buy them out.

I got death threats.

I got rape threats. I won.

And I sold it two years later at a huge profit.

You go up against the cops,

I can't promise I can protect you.

If they come after me, I'm gonna go after them harder.

That's who I am. That's what I do.

Who are you, Ray?

I'll get some answers.

- Where you goin'? - Staten Island.

Yo, Big Easy.

You still need a fighter?

Hey.

I don't wanna fight with you.

I don't wanna fight with you either.

You all right?

Yeah, I just... I miss Mom.

Yeah, I miss her too.

And I don't wanna lose you.

Hey. You're not gonna lose me.

You could never lose me.

Okay, Bridge?

Roll down your windows, throw your keys on the ground,

put your hands up where I can see them.

Where are you?

I'm sorry, sweetheart, but I gotta go.

Yeah, all right.

How you doing, Ray?

Hey, Rad.

You, uh, you mind stepping out of the car?

Danny.

Ah!

Easy, Dan.

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