Ray Donovan (2013–…): Season 1, Episode 8 - Bridget - full transcript

- You never told me how Bridget died. - She was high on drugs.
She jumped off a roof.
That's really sad.
This place is great, a good investment.
You got money, right?
This is a cheque from the diocese for your settlement of $1.4 million.
- Didn't tell me he was buying a house. - What, he didn't ask your permission?
- No. No. No. - What the fuck?
- What did you do? - Let it burn.
Sully died 10 years ago.
Just tell him I'm here.
I want you to kill my father.
I can set you up wherever you wanna go.
It's not gonna be cheap.
- Is that your girlfriend? - Yeah, she is.
What's wrong?
I'm just happy you're here.
Well, good. Don't forget it.
Sean fucking Walker?
I have evidence that he shot a girl in Boston 20 years ago.
And then he frames a working joe from an honest family for the murder.
If I buy this story, I own it.
You cannot share this with anyone.
She was murdered in our own house.
- Fuck you, man. You knew. - Stay away from him, understand me?
Your dad thinks I'm gonna be a bad influence on you.
My dad's the bad influence.
I'm not ready.
- Pipe me, bitch. Come on. Do it. - Marvin! You asshole!
- What did he do? - He just got carried away.
I didn't mean to hurt her.
He's gonna kill him.
Mom.
Come away from the window.
- pretty proud of yourself. Now, let's get to it.
You're both ready to go face-to-face, are you?
- Yeah, we sure are, Tom. - Yes, we're ready.
So you're just gonna leave me here like a piece of shit?
You gotta stay here to take care of my mother.
Why should I?
Years I've been taking care of her.
Now you got to take care of me.
I cannot go through another winter in Boston, Patrick.
- I'm getting arthritis in both my knees. - See, I missed it now. Fuck it.
I have been living like shit for years with you.
Like a mole underground.
Moles don't get their hair done every week.
Now you're gonna be rich, and you're not taking me with you?
Well, who takes care of you like I do?
Who lays out your pills?
Who cooks for you?
Who rubs Bengay...
...on your sore shoulder? - Come on.
Who makes you hard?
Say it.
Who makes you hard, baby?
You got to say it.
Who makes you hard?
- China. - Right you are.
You do. You make me hard.
Now, shut up and blow me already.
Which president was in office when Uncle Sam first got...
- Hello? - That fire this morning?
- What? - That was a warning.
You burned my fucking house? I'll kill you.
What the fuck you want, huh?
The house you sold to Brendan Donovan...
...I want the money back or I'm gonna set fire to every property you own.
Fuck you, asshole. You...
- Yeah, Terry, what's up? - Hey, you coming?
Yeah, I'm coming. You think I forgot?
All right, see you soon.
See you.
Bridget?
You gotta put your shit all over the place?
Hi, Mama.
You went and got pierced, huh?
What?
I thought we talked about this. I thought we agreed...
...that I was gonna go with you, and pick the place.
- Now you're gonna get hepatitis. - No, I'm not.
It never leaves your system. Let me see it.
Oh, Jesus.
You let her do this?
- In principle, yeah. - The hell is that supposed to mean?
I told her she could do it...
...but not without me being there, and I was gonna pick the place.
- If she didn't go with you, who did? - I went by myself.
- When? - Yesterday.
What time yesterday?
I skipped my last two classes, but I'm getting A's in both of them.
You're gonna get punished for this.
- Why don't you beat her? - I'm not my fucking father.
The therapist said I could do it and you agreed, Mom.
Therapist? What therapist?
It's a way to reclaim my body after what happened.
I took her to see someone. She was sexually abused.
I wasn't sexually abused.
Are you fucking kidding me?
You let this go on?
I told you I was gonna decide some things. I told you that.
- Not this. - It's a symbolic gesture, Ray.
You're her father. Inappropriate for you to be involved.
What are you talking about?
That's exactly why I need to be involved in this.
Did you kill Marvin?
What? No.
- What did you do to him? - I did what had to be done.
What the fuck does that mean?
You don't talk to me like that. Take that out, now.
We had a deal. No piercings, no tattoos till you're 18.
You take that out now or you're not leaving this house.
Man, I've been hanging From a loose noose
Man, that can't be healthy
Looking for my mind
Mrs. Davis?
- Right this way. - Thank you.
What are you working on?
It's a treatment.
What they call a treatment for a movie.
Oh, yeah? What's it about?
My life.
That's it? You're gonna tease a girl like that?
I optioned my life rights to Sean Walker.
- Really? - Yeah.
Sean and I are... you know.
I mentioned that my back hurt. He sent me here today.
- Treats me like a brother. - So tell me what it's about.
My life as a criminal.
I got sent away for something I did not do.
- For how long? - Twenty years.
Gee, that's awful.
I write too.
Oh, yeah? I've been hearing a lot of that.
Guy who packs up my groceries is working on something.
- Same with the garbageman. - Oh, I really do write.
My husband was a big producer and part of my settlement...
...was a two-script deal.
Oh, good for you.
You a Jew?
How long's she been dead?
1987.
Do the math.
Never my subject, Ray.
Oh, yeah?
Remind me, Bunch, what was your subject?
Twenty-six years.
Come on. I can't not toast.
It's bad luck with water.
"Farewell, my dearest sister.
Fare thee well.
The elements be kind to thee and make thy spirits all of comfort.
Fare thee well."
- Who was that again? - William Shakespeare.
Sorry. Am I interrupting something?
It's our sister's birthday.
We do this every year.
Oh, that's really lovely.
It's Bridget, right?
Ray named his kid after her.
- Can I talk to you for a minute? - Sure.
- I can wait. - It's all right.
Come on.
So, what, you staying here every night now?
Yeah.
Why'd you light your house on fire, Bunch?
I don't like it.
Why'd you pull a gun on Pop?
I don't like him.
Yeah, that's really gonna help.
Go fuck yourself, Ray.
Thought you were gonna get my money back.
I'm working on it.
He do that to you? Your husband?
How the hell did you know I was married? Did you follow me?
You lied to me.
- And you led me on. - I'm sorry.
I wanted to tell you.
I don't love him.
But I can't leave him until my kid is out of the house.
- He's 17. - I'm not a sideman.
What does that mean?
What does it sound like?
What'd you come here for?
I don't know.
Thanks for the fucking support.
- See you. - We doing this or not?
"May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be ever at your back.
May..."
- You don't hit women. - Oh, come on, Ter, just...
Wait a minute, would you...?
Fuck.
Bridg?
I made your favourite.
Grilled cheese and tomato soup.
Bridget, I got the tray.
- You wanna talk about it? - No.
Hey, remember the last time we did this?
We beat the crap out of Charlie Conway and his brothers.
Wasn't he trying to take your lunch money or something?
It wasn't exactly my lunch money.
I just said that.
It was money I made selling coke I stole from Dad.
Jesus.
What the fuck am I doing?
Remember when Bridget got suspended?
- Which time? - She set her purse on fire.
She what?
What? I don't remember this.
She was smoking in the bathroom at school and someone came in.
She wanted to save the butt. Thought she put it out, stuck it in her purse.
She got back to class, and the purse went up in flames.
Oh, shit.
We get there...
...I go in alone.
So Ray said get rid of everything that's federal.
Anything that could bring federal charges.
- He say why? - No.
Jesus, everything we've done the last 15 years would bring federal charges.
- You want me to take over for a while? - No, that's okay. I have it.
Can I have some?
So, what happened with that woman?
She's a fucking hypocrite.
- Why? - Won't leave her husband.
She's using me. It's a midlife crisis, fuck-a-lesbian kind of thing.
- Really? - Yeah.
So why don't you talk to her?
About what?
I don't know, your feelings.
You have feelings, don't you?
- Not really, no. - You should talk to her.
Tell her you love her.
- But I don't love her. - Tell her anyway.
It's good to talk things through.
Listen to me.
I'll think about it.
Hey, you!
- Sir. No, you don't wanna do that. - Gene.
- Oh, jeez. - Break it up, guys. Break it up.
They got it under control. Come on, that's not fair... See?
Shit. Ter.
Bunch, what the fuck are you doing?
He's already down!
- Okay. Okay. - Get up. Get up.
I'm sorry, all right?
I didn't know she was married.
But you don't hit a lady.
She's not a lady, she's a fucking whore.
Get in the car, you maniac.
Ain't this something? Unisex.
So tell me about yourself, Mickey.
I got five kids.
Four boys.
One girl.
She's gone.
Oh, I'm sorry.
Drugs.
Four of them, I had with my first wife.
She died of cancer.
The youngest, I had with my girlfriend. She's married now.
She lives in Palm Springs with a big producer.
Allan Weisbrod.
I know Allan. Are you talking about Claudette?
Yeah. Claudette.
Ain't that something? We're practically related.
You're an interesting man, Mickey.
I thought all you guys from Boston were racist.
Not me. I'm not prejudiced.
I don't like black men much.
You're a trip.
Maybe we could collaborate on something.
Hey, Juliet, it's Mrs. Donovan. Abby.
I was just wondering if you'd seen Bridget.
I haven't seen her.
If she's with you, I'm not angry.
I promise I won't be mad or anything. Just, can you tell her to call me?
Thanks.
- Hello? - Hey.
I just called the house and no one picked up.
I'm just out doing errands.
She okay?
Yeah, she's fine.
She's sleeping.
All right. I'll see you later.
Why isn't Bridget in school?
- She got her belly button pierced. - So?
- What's wrong with that? - We had a deal. Nothing till she's 18.
You're a hard man, Ray.
What are you talking about?
You got to be careful with girls.
You got to be gentle.
What?
- You don't even have kids. - Yeah, you got a girl now.
- Now you're a fucking expert? - Right?
Fuck you.
Kids need rules.
Yeah, Av. You hear from the Armenian yet?
He's on his way here, and he's pissed off.
Good.
Kids need love.
I got something I gotta take care of.
- I'll be back. Finish what we started. - Suit yourself.
- All the way down, baby. - Yeah, I got it.
Right.
Hey, Lena.
She expecting you?
What are you doing here? Look, I'm sorry I didn't call you...
Oh, my God! I think you broke my nose!
Wendy, call security!
Oh, my God!
Hello, again.
- How are you? - Good.
Very relaxed.
I just got a rubdown.
Liked everything but the music.
So, Mickey, would you like to go and get a drink?
Well, I live over in Hollywood.
Got a bottle of Jameson. The place belongs to my son.
But it ain't no place for a lady like you. You don't wanna go there.
Well, I'm tougher than I look.
I like living on the edge.
Yeah?
- I'll see you in the lobby. - Okay.
Is this where your mom died?
Yeah.
Hey, no.
No, don't be crying, boo. It's okay.
She put herself there.
You think you intimidate me?
You motherfuckers. I'll kill you.
What the fuck?
You burn my fucking...
Tie him up. I'm gonna go get some coffee.
Ladies first.
We're out of toilet paper.
- You know how to twerk? - Twerk?
- What? - We'll get to that.
Do you have any ice?
Ice.
She's so pretty.
I'm sorry I was rough, shorty.
I fucked up.
It's okay.
I'm sorry too.
What did my father do to you?
Nothing.
- Brought me back where I belong. - You don't belong here.
Yeah, I do, shorty.
My house too.
I was born here.
I'm gonna make a music video, right here in the crime scene.
Re-Kon says my street cred's gonna go through the roof.
I think you're brave, Marvin.
Well, I'm the black Obi-Wan, baby.
Strike me down, I come back two times stronger.
Look at me. Look at me.
- You took advantage of my brother. - What you mean, "took advantage"?
He's grown man.
- I want the fucking money back. - No way.
Go fuck yourself.
Fuck you!
Let's try this again.
I want my brother's money back.
Not all of it. There was fire.
Smoke damage very bad.
I want the money back.
Okay.
I make settlement, huh? Half.
All.
Okay, okay.
- You take cheque? - Cash.
Can't do. No cash. Okay!
Yes, cash.
- Keep him here till you get the money. - Okay.
- Hey, boss. Where you going? - Got a family thing.
Hi.
Hey.
So did you talk to her?
Yeah, sort of.
And how did it go?
Not bad.
- So that's federal, right? - Yeah.
- Wanna see my belly button piercing? - Yeah.
Dang, that hurts.
Let me see.
My fucking parents overreacted.
You know, you're lucky you have folks who care about you so much.
I wanna have sex.
I do.
I don't think so.
Why not?
- Why not, Marvin? - Your father put a gun in my mouth.
That's why.
It's why I'm sleeping here.
It's why I'm not coming back to Calabasas.
I shouldn't even be touching you.
I'm staying here tonight.
- Bridget. - Mrs. Donovan, it's Marvin.
- Bridget's here with me. - Oh, thank God.
Where are you?
It's for your own good, baby girl.
Whisky.
It's good.
Yeah. It's good.
I was good-looking back in the day.
You're good-looking now.
I don't think I could fuck you. You're too old for me.
How about a blow job?
I couldn't.
I'm kind of over it.
Come on.
You'd have to put a gun to my head.
Would you excuse me for a minute?
- Get on your knees. - Oh, God.
Get on your knees.
Now, suck it. Suck it.
Oh, shit.
I thought I was following your lead.
Oh, shit, I've been in the can for 20 years.
Maybe I don't know how to be with women.
I'm sorry.
I'm gonna leave now.
Don't try and stop me.
Stop you? Stop you?
You think I could stick my dick in you with your white ass and your fake tits?
Get the fuck out of here, you fucking tourist.
Am I authentic enough for you?
"May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be ever at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face...
...and the rain fall softly on your fields.
And until we meet again...
...may God hold you in the hollow of his hand."
What does that mean?
"The hollow of his hand"?
His palm?
And she didn't have no fucking fields either.
- They couldn't have been rained upon. - Don't be disrespectful.
I'm not.
Hey, remember when we dislocated her shoulders?
Jesus, we did. We were pulling her between us, right?
Yeah. We both wanted to play with her...
...so we kept pulling on her and pulling on her...
...until you heard that crack, crack.
Dislocated both her shoulders.
Ma beat me so bad, I couldn't sit for a week.
Mickey did that to her.
- What, Ray? - Her shoulders.
Mickey did that to her.
- No, he didn't. - Yeah, he did.
He didn't, Raymond.
- Bunchy and I did. - You sure?
Sure, I'm sure. I remember getting beat for it.
We both got the belt.
Did you fuck him?
You don't use that language.
You're from Calabasas.
You're so upper class. You're so spiritual.
You and Daddy are racists.
You're just a racist fucking housewife.
And you live with Daddy who put a gun in Marvin's mouth.
He's an animal. You're married to an animal.
Shut up! Just fucking shut up!
If that boy got you pregnant...
...I'm not taking you for an abortion.
You'll have the kid.
And ruin your fucking life.
You cut her pigtails off and threw them behind the radiator.
- I did? - Yeah. You were jealous of her...
...you waited till Ma wasn't around, you got a scissor...
...and you whacked off her pigtails so she wouldn't look so fucking cute.
You don't remember that? That whole winter, every time the radiator went on...
...Ma was like, "What's that smell?" - "What's that smell?"
My boys are here.
Why all the sad faces?
It's your daughter's birthday, you prick.
What about my money, Ray?
You're not getting that money back, Bunch.
- Why? - We're back to the old arrangement.
I got things that I wanna do.
"Things"? What things?
Ever since he's been back, he's been putting shit in your head.
You've been drinking, out of control. Come on.
Yeah, maybe you're right.
He's been messing with my head.
You're right.
All right.
It's my fucking money.
Do you have any idea what I had to go through to get that money back, huh?
I burned a building down and tortured a guy.
I've always taken care of you, Bunch. And I always will.
All right.
Yep, it's all here.
Okay.
Please.
It's a pleasure doing business with you.
You know, you're making a big mistake.
Because you had a great deal with that house.
Very foolish.
First you follow me home, then you beat up my husband?
You knew I was gonna do that.
That's why you come over here.
- He hit you. - I threw the first punch.
Good for you.
Sweetheart, what are we doing?
You're cheating on him.
- It's not fair. - Fair?
Who cares about fair?
I'm in love with you.
There are arrangements that people live with.
That's indecent. You can't go from his bed into mine.
If it was so indecent then why did you keep fucking me?
You knew about it.
So it's over between us.
You okay?
Jesus, Ray, you stink.
Come here.
How's Bridg?
She's a little bitch.
She thinks I'm an idiot and you're an animal.
Well, she's right about one of us.
- I love you, Abs. - All right, Ray.
I'll buy you anything you want.
What do you want?
- What I want, you can't give me. - Try me.
Emotional honesty.
Oh, jeez.
You've been seeing that therapist you sent Bridget to?
Fuck you. Maybe I should.
All right.
What would I tell him, Ray?
Conor hitting that kid in the back of the head?
- The way we fucked up our kids? - We didn't fuck up our kids.
How you hate your father?
The way we have to hide out in Calabasas?
The way you fuck?
- I thought you liked the way I fuck. - I do.
It taps right into my own issues.
- You're fucking nuts, you know that? - Am I?
Why was there a handcuff in your bathroom?
- You had a girl in there, didn't you? - Oh, come on, Abs.
Make up your mind. I'm in love with a dead girl, I'm in love with a live girl.
- Which is it? - You tell me.
You're fucking crazy.
There's nothing to tell.
I could smell her on you.
- What? - That night...
...when I went to your apartment and surprised you...
...I could smell her sex on you.
I need confession.
I'm gonna start.
May I ask your name?
Terrence.
Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
How long has it been since your last confession?
Three years.
It's a sin not to go to church.
You're here now.
What do you wish to confess?
I committed adultery.
You're married and you've transgressed?
The other way around.
I'm not following.
I'm not married.
She's married.
It's a mortal sin.
You've been here less than two minutes and you've committed two sins.
- What's your point? - You're very hard on yourself.
God doesn't condemn us.
Yeah, come on.
Here you go.
Still want a ride or no?
What's on your heart, Terry?
Do you live alone?
Yeah.
Is that hard?
Is it lonely?
I committed adultery.
Plain and simple.
Do you intend to stop?
You know, Terry...
...everyone needs love.
You're not helping me.
Come in.
- Hey. - Hey.
Am I in trouble, Daddy?
Not with me.
Are you drunk?
A little.
Why?
It's your Auntie Bridget's birthday...
...and my brothers and I, we like to raise a glass to her every year we're together.
That's beautiful.
Remember when I told you that she killed herself...
...and I didn't tell you why?
She was pregnant.
And she was on drugs.
See, honey, that's why...
That's why I worry about you so much, because...
...some things in life, you can't take back.
Some things change you forever.
What?
My piercing hurts.
You didn't take it out?
No.
Bridg.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
- Oh, that looks sore. - I know.
- And it hurts, Daddy. - Oh, sweetheart.
Come here.
This bed is so freaking small.
I know. I thought it was just me.
It is you.
You're big.
God, you got so big.
You remember that song you used to sing to me when I was little?
Yeah.
Will you sing it with me?
All right.