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Previously, on Ray Donovan...

I'll fucking kill you.

I'll fuck... Uhh!

Look familiar?

Put the money in the plastic bag.

Ohh! Stop!

Aah! Oh!

Smitty...

Aah!

Pop, come on.

Aah!

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This is it.

Someone's comin'.

The rate he's movin',

he won't be here for another week.

Check it out.

"Your name is Larry O'Malley.

The year is 2019.

You are in a nursing home

in Patterson, New Jersey."

See? He was pretty far gone.

Yeah. Check this out.

'Member those days?

Listen to this.

"You have two children.

Their names are Gary and Ronny."

And it lists the addresses and telephone numbers.

As the people would say here,

bingo.

- Fuck off! - Oh...

Oh, Dad!

Who are you?

I-I'm Molly.

You just scared the shit outta me, Molly.

- Can you give us a minute? - Yeah, of course.

What are you doin' here?

What's wrong?

What?

When you h-had affairs,

what did you do to make it better?

What happened, sweetheart?

I slept with Adam.

I slept with Adam, and then I told Smitty,

and then Smitty attacked him with a bat

and broke his arm and...

got arrested.

- Where is he? - I posted his bail, but...

the charges... can you... talk to Adam about that?

Talk to him?

Get him to drop the charges?

Sweetheart,

I think that's somethin' you gotta do.

Ha ha. Um...

Sorry. Who... who are you?

I'm Molly Sullivan.

- So? - I'm here with Ray.

- Well, where's Ray? - He's in with Bridget.

- Bridget's here? - Yeah.

Okay. Ha.

I lived a few blocks from you when we were kids.

- Molly Sullivan! - That's right.

Wow, uh...

Ray.

- I really need to talk to ya. - All right.

'Scuse me.

Sorry. Shouldn't take long.

What's goin' on, Bunch?

The kid I shot.

If I were you...

I, uh, I wouldn't touch our family with a ten-foot pole.

Thanks.

- I stole it. - From where?

- It doesn't matter. - Are you outta your fuckin' mind, Bunch?

I shot the kid.

Because he was tryin' to rob your store!

You said that I had stepped up,

that I did what I had to do.

But I didn't.

I'm just tryin' to do the right fuckin' thing.

Why didn't you just come talk to me?

I mean, for fuck's sake, if you need money,

- you can come work for me. - Really?

Yeah.

I'm sorry about that.

No need to apologize. I should go.

All right. I'll call you a car.

You know, my place is a lot less crowded.

Your daughter's a lot like you.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Smart, tough,

angry.

Honest.

Is she okay?

She's only been married four months

and she's already having an affair.

And... what about your brother?

He's all bent outta shape

'cause he shot some kid

who was robbin' the store he works in.

And you're the one in therapy.

Yeah.

I-I thought you went back to Boston.

Somethin' came up.

Well, don't you have a hotel?

Happy to see you, too, Moll.

Who wants a drink?

How's the family, Ray?

All right.

Yeah?

Musta been a hard year.

All that loss.

Yeah.

Have a seat. Sit down.

Go on.

You don't wanna sit with an old man?

- Dad, he wants to go. - It's all right.

Thanks.

So Mick went out in a ball of flame, huh?

How was the funeral?

We had a little wake at the apartment.

No body?

Somebody killed Billy Doyle.

Outside-a Boston.

You... Did ya know him?

But you knew Larry O'Malley.

The cop?

Yeah. They got to him too.

Fuckin' electrocuted him.

So here's the thing.

Me, O'Malley, and Doyle, we did this job,

uh, back in '77.

You know who else was on that job?

Your father.

Both-a those guys get killed

right after Mick supposedly gets his ass blown up

on a fuckin' bus.

I would feel a whole lot better

if there was a body, Ray.

And then I got 17 missed calls

from O'Malley's little runt of a kid, Ronny.

He thinks I'm killin' these people.

It would be fine if... if I was, but I'm not.

He thinks I'm trying to get his old man's tapes.

What tapes?

O'Malley was my inside guy for years.

Frickin'... wired his office

like he was Richard fuckin' Nixon.

He and his boys...

they are skids, that whole family.

They been holdin' those tapes over my head

ever since he left the force.

Thirty years payin' for their trips to Cancun,

their wives' fake tits.

You be me, Ray.

Who's bumpin' these guys off?

Thanks for the drink.

What the fuck is going on?

You know, I've always liked Ray.

He's a good worker.

Creative with violence.

See that address?

Four-oh-four.

Five six.

Those numbers mean anything to you?

- Not me. - No.

Why, should it?

I guess I'm just lookin' for a sign...

things are gonna be right.

Pop, let me do this one.

What?

Yeah, let me do this one.

What for?

'Cause I don't want any more people killed.

Stay in the car.

I'll be right back.

_

Hey, Ray.

What's goin' on?

- What do ya mean? - What are you doin' here?

What... You said that I could come work for ya.

What?

Last night you said I could come work for ya.

Yeah, I-I know what I said, I-I...

I just didn't know you meant today.

- You forgot. - No, I didn't fuckin' for...

Where's Smitty?

- Jesus. - I mean, I...

I put on a suit and everything.

- Where'd you get that? - What do you mean?

_

Come on. I gotta get outta here.

All right.

- You look good. - Yeah?

Nice suit.

I really appreciate ya givin' me this job.

You know, I was thinkin',

I don't know, uh, how you do payroll or whatever, but...

you... you think I might get an advance?

What for?

That kid's surgery.

Sure, Bunch.

Thank you.

I-I'll work it off super fast.

So what are we doin'?

I'm gonna drop ya off at JFK.

I want ya to talk to a woman named Patty at Lufthansa.

Okay. Why?

I wanna make sure Mick got on that plane.

They're all dated.

They're all dated nice and neat.

Ha ha.

You're awfully quiet back there.

Daryll, it's not your fault he pulled a gun.

Put it behind you, Daryll.

It's the past. You done... you done your best.

Don't worry.

Don't worry.

Things are gonna go good. You'll see.

We got the goods. We got the goods here.

Yeah.

Hello?

Ronny?

Yeah.

Ronny's dead.

Jesus.

Fuck.

Whoever killed him cracked his safe.

Looks like they got what they were lookin' for.

Anything you wanna tell me?

I didn't do this, Ray. Hand to God.

This wasn't me.

I sent one of my guys over to O'Malley's nursing home.

Last thing anybody knew,

Larry went swimming.

A black guy signed him out.

What's the name?

J. White.

Common fuckin' name. Could be J-Jeffrey, J...

Fuck you.

I'll... You know what, I'll fuck your eye sockets

till that senile brain drips out...

your motherfuckin' ears.

Yeah, Dad.

I need ya to come back to New York,

do somethin' for me.

Why don't ya get Kevin? He can ruin his manicure.

I don't need Kevin.

Well, what do I get out of it?

We'll talk about that when you get here.

Yeah?

Hey, it's... it's Smitty, um...

Can I come in?

Door's fuckin' open.

What do you got, like a sun allergy or somethin'?

What do ya need?

I got arrested last night.

So?

I never been arrested before.

What did you do?

Ugh...

I beat some guy up

with a baseball bat.

Why?

He had sex with Bridget.

Ah, Jesus.

What do I do, Terry?

I thought that, you know, she loved me.

Di... didn't you think that she loved me?

Sh...

Where's... where's my phone?

I didn't think she'd cheat.

Everybody cheats.

What?

I don't think Mick got on that plane.

What?

I'm guessin' he's up to somethin' with Daryll.

Can you get to Sandy's and see if anyone's there?

Yeah. Uh, S-Smitty's here. He can drive me.

The fuck's he doin' there?

He's all bent outta shape over Bridget.

Jesus Christ.

Ah... all right, big poppy.

- You're drivin'. - So you think that you're...

Yo, yo! This is Double D,

Daryll Donovan, Mr. lucky producer.

- Busy motherfuck... - Oh, fu...

You know, when I first met Bridget, I was...

I was dying.

I wasn't really in the-the head space to think about,

you know, what she needed or...

Yeah, well, it w... it... it was a rough time for her too.

So what do I do?

I mean, am I... am I supposed to do somethin'?

Well, you beat up the guy.

Ya got arrested.

That's a good way-a showin' someone ya love 'em.

So now I just go back and...

just forgive her?

That depends. Does she wanna be forgiven?

Well, she hasn't apologized.

Look, I-I don't know shit

about women or love, bu-but I do know

that you can't give a woman somethin'

they just didn't fuckin' ask for in the first place.

Here you are, Sandy.

Aw, thanks.

Fuck!

Yo, Ray keeps callin' me.

Turn your phone off.

Fuck, Ray!

Ahh...

No, Sandy, not while it's ringin'!

He's gonna know I sent him to voicemail.

I hate fuckin' cell phones!

I miss... phone booths.

Nobody ever got eaten out inside a cell phone.

The shit on this tape is unbelievable.

Jimmy Sullivan'll give us anything we want.

Your future is secure, Daryll.

Yeah, how many dead bodies later?

Stop dwellin' on that.

Wasn't your fault.

Look, I told ya,

big guy upstairs is lookin' out for us.

There is no big guy upstairs, okay?

There is no fate guiding our fucking steps.

All I see is us fucking up.

I'm sorry, Pop, but I don't see what you see.

Well, you can't see love either.

- Oh, Jesus. - But it exists.

I made a promise

to your mother, Daryll, when you were a baby.

And I just wanna keep my word.

Remember when you came to visit me at Walpole?

You ran away from home,

took the Greyhound cross-country.

You remember that, huh?

Yeah, I remember.

Yeah, two decades in lockup, and that was...

that was the one greatest day.

Yeah.

The money from that heist shoulda gone to you kids.

And now I'm gonna get it for ya.

Sandy!

And this is where we had our wedding night.

Jesus Christ. Stop fuckin' moanin'.

Just go and check

if the car's out back.

Smitty!

What are ya doin'?

Check the garage, ya dumb fuck!

Yeah, I I... I got it.

You are sixty days behind

on your water and sewer bill.

Hey there's no car out there.

Hi, yeah, this is Chad here at Dusty Bottoms

in Rose Beach just calling to say

you left your credit card here.

You, um, gave me your number so, uh,

yeah, your card's here.

Yeah.

Mick never got on the plane.

Thanks, Bunch.

What should I do now?

I'll call you when I need you.

You got a warrant?

What?

Officer, please provide me

with your badge number and warrant.

I'm not a cop.

Let it be shown the officer refuses to provide a warrant.

My brother lives here.

Your brother?

Daryll Donovan.

You ever met Daryll?

Half-brother.

I'm calling the cops.

If he comes back, tell him I'm lookin' for him.

- Yeah, Ter. - I found her.

Rose Beach. Someplace called Dusty Bottoms.

Sandy left her credit card there.

Fuckin' idiot.

Hey.

I'm so sorry about what happened.

He busted up my car.

Ugh. You have insurance, right?

How easy do you think it is for me to replace

my Tom Murphy Les Paul?

And I can't fuckin' play.

I'm sorry you got your arm broken.

"I got my arm broken"? Like I fell off a swing?

You knew I was married.

You knew that there could be consequences.

Not getting hit with a fuckin' bat consequences.

I had to cancel three months of dates.

I need you to drop the charges against Smitty.

Well, that is not a fair thing to ask.

Adam...

is the story that you want out there

that you slept with your married 21-year-old intern

and then her husband beat the shit out of you?

It's not a very rock 'n' roll reason

to cancel a tour.

You could say you broke your arm...

trashing your own equipment

during a... a hot session.

I mean, that's kinda early Who bad-ass.

I like you.

I really do, and I-I-I love your talent.

Even when you plagiarize.

I'll drop the charges.

- You will? - Yeah, I'll tell the cops

it never happened.

Thank you.

Yo.

I need you to meet me.

Why?

I need a car.

Ray Donovan's workin' for you?

Ray did this on his own.

He's got a thing for Molly.

He says the tapes are gone.

And you believe him.

I dunno.

He's playin' you. Don't fuckin' delude yourself.

Okay, when I bring you the tapes, what do I get?

You get to save your own fuckin' skin.

We could lose everything we got.

Kevin's job.

- What? - I want Kevin's job.

I wanna... run the company.

No.

Why? 'Cause I didn't go to college?

I don't see your fuckin' diploma on the wall.

We go public,

you think the stockholders are gonna be able to trust you,

guy with your history?

You're on your own then, Pop.

Let me know how it all works out for ya.

Fuck!

You gonna answer that?

No.

Talk to your wife.

Hello?

- Hi. - Hi.

Adam's gonna drop the charges.

Why?

So you won't have to go to jail or get fined.

He's not even gonna charge us for the damages.

- "Us"? - Yeah, I'm your wife, so...

No, no, no, no, y-y-you don't get to say "us" anymore.

Smitty, p-please...

No... I-I...

I want those charges back, okay?

You have no right to undo

any of the things that I do, okay?

Did you hang up on her?

Yep.

Where's your fuckin' manners?

You know she cheated on me.

You ain't leavin' her, she ain't leavin' you.

- Oh, you don't know that. - Yeah?

K-kid, you married her forever when you killed that cop.

What's that supposed to mean?

We got bodies buried in the backyard.

You joined the family then.

I don't think you're leavin' anytime soon.

What are we gonna do?

Where's Ray keep his registration?

Don't open the fuckin' glove box

in front of the fuckin' police.

Take it easy.

I-I-Is there a problem, Officer?

Get out.

What, am... am I in some sort of trouble?

Get out of the car.

Turn around, put your hands behind your back, Mr. Smith.

Hey... Ow!

Watch your head.

Hey, Tab Hunter.

Yeah, you, boo thang in a suit.

Come here. Let me lay one on you.

They're only temporary.

Not like what you're doing to my heart right now, Hunty.

You know where I could find Dusty Bottoms?

One block down, take a right, you can't miss it.

Well, come back if you change your mind?

Ride 'Em Night starts in about an hour, folks.

Who wants to ride Mr. Angus McBangus over there?

Sign up with me, Hedda Lettuce, at the DJ booth.

Hey!

Keep it movin', boys. Keep it movin'!

What can I get for you, sweetie?

I'm here to pick up a credit card.

Sandy... Patrick?

- Yeah. - And you are?

- Her son. - She's your mother?

- Yeah. - What was it like growing up with her?

I'll take a Johnnie Walker Black, neat, please.

I get it. Save it for your therapist.

Wanna start a tab?

Yeah.

Uh, excuse me.

There was a boy in that room.

You know, he had his mother there all the time...

Mateo Santiago?

Are you a family member?

Friend of the family.

Let me get someone else to speak with you.

Just a moment.

Well, why can't you speak with me?

Why? Where'd ya move him to?

Hey, Brendan.

Oh, guess you heard.

- Heard what? - The punk you shot.

He didn't make it.

He had an infection.

Went right like that.

Survival of the fittest, huh?

Want a stick?

Suit yourself.

Your wife's dead grandfather...

he capable of killing three cops all by himself?

Mickey?

Ugh... oh, he...

he was a bad guy.

But three?

In one night?

And cut 'em up in pieces and drop them in the Sound?

He was really scary.

He terrified me.

Why do you think Mickey would kill three cops

he didn't know?

You'd have to ask him.

Mm.

Your father-in-law... Ray.

Mm-hmm.

Does he know that he's putting you and your wife

into all sorts of trouble?

- What do you mean? - Did you know, Mr. Smith,

that murdering three cops

earns you three consecutive life sentences?

Did you know being accessory to that crime

carries the same sentence?

Just like you killed them yourself.

On the night of November 7th,

you were at the JWH show at Madison Square Garden.

- Yeah, that's right. - Okay.

♪ That thing, that thing I like ♪

♪ That thing, that thing you do ♪

♪ That thing I like ♪

♪ Now you got me goin' craz... ♪

What's the next line?

- Hmm? - In the song.

The next line.

- I-In that song? - Come on...

number one on the charts for 18 weeks.

I don't... I don't know that... that song.

I don't know, I mean... I'm just not...

You know, I-I'm not really like a lyrics guy.

Girl, your body got me saying ooh...

Ooh... Oh, ooh. Yeah, okay, that one.

Why even give me an alibi?

- What? - I wasn't even looking at you.

And I wasn't even looking at your wife.

But then I started to.

Your father-in-law makes it his business

to avoid consequences,

but you, your wife... you're easier to spot.

What... Are you arresting me?

Either you were lying for your father-in-law,

or he is lying for you.

- Are you arresting me? - We're just talking.

But you need to start listening to what I have to say.

Whoo-ee!

This cowpoke can come ride my bull anytime!

Hee-haw! Ha ha ha ha ha!

- Mickey? - Hey, baby.

Gimme a hug! So good to see you.

- Good to see you. - Muah, muah!

Muah!

- Take care of yourself. - All right, baby.

- All right... - Take care-a that bull.

The man owes me $5.

I'm here,

I'm queer, and I'm Country!

Oof!

Ohh...

What are you doin', Daryll?

You know, fuck you, Ray.

What's goin' on?

Y-you know, Ray... Ray,

you don't get it.

What don't I get?

Why you're following Mick around

like some fuckin' trained monkey?

What did you just say to me?

I called you a fuckin' monkey.

Oof!

Okay.

You wanna know what I was doin', hmm?

You wanna know what I was doin' with Mick?

Oof!

Aah!

Ohh...

Ohh!

- Motherfucker! - Aah... uhh...

Motherfucker.

When we first met...

I saw it on your face.

You was thinking, "This nigger... "

What?

Yeah.

So I want you to say it to my face.

Say what?

You never thought of me as a brother.

Go fuck yourself, Daryll.

Uhh!

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