Ray Donovan (2013–…): Season 4, Episode 7 - Norman Saves the World - full transcript

Ray has a confrontation with a Hollywood agent and a former fixer; without the protection of the Russians, Ray helps Mickey secure his own safety.

Previously on Ray Donovan...

You want this money? Fuck you!

Throw the fucking can!

That money... was it to get Belikov out?

- Yeah.
- Take me downtown.

Where?

Police station.

I'll take the rap for the murders.

You're gonna kill him.

Really? You think so?

Yeah, I do.



Funny. He was fine with me...

before Romero, before you.

I got a job for you.

You got anything on Jackson Holt?

There you go.

Sherman fucking Radley?

The file I have on this guy

will shock the fucking world, all right?

You bring it to Holt, that guy will do

whatever the fuck it
is you need him to do.

Belikov's out. We're done.

We're done, but you know Russian men.

Just go see him.
Apologize for any problems

that you might have caused.



You've been useful for Sonia.

Now be useful to me.

The girl with the string.

We had a party. Party got bad.

She got excited. She break her neck.

Ship her back to my people in Moscow.

They will dispose.

Aah!

Look at me!

All right. Testing, one, two, three.

Testing, one, two, three, motherfucker.

You good to go, Josh?
You can hear me okay?

Yeah, Ed. Fine.

All right. Let's do this thing.

♪ Monday morning feels so bad ♪

♪ Everybody seems to nag me ♪

♪ Coming Tuesday, I feel better ♪

♪ Even my old man looks good ♪

♪ Wednesday just don't go ♪

♪ Thursday goes too slow ♪

♪ I've got Friday ♪

♪ On my mind ♪

♪ Gonna have fun in the city ♪

♪ Be with my girl, she's so pretty ♪

♪ She looks fine tonight ♪

♪ She is out of sight to me ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

You take your kids
to Knott's Berry Farm?

Place is packed with germs.

Every time I take my fucking
kids there, they get sick.

♪ I'll lose my head ♪

Hey! What the... Hey!

♪ I've got to get... ♪

Get down.

♪ Tonight ♪

♪ Monday I'll have
Friday on my mind ♪

All right.

That was pretty fucking awesome,

if I do say so myself.

I don't think you could
do it any better.

All right.

That's the whole EP.

Thinking of calling it
Underneath the Covers.

Get it?

'Cause it's all covers.

Yeah. Very good, Josh. Okay.

Um, can I have the hard drive, please?

I want to take it over to my mixer.

Cool. Yeah, she's all yours

once you square away the studio fees.

You owe 12,870 bucks.

Didn't we talk about this already?

Twelve hundred a day for ten days,

250 for snacks,

the Thai food the other night,

and 599 for the hard drive itself.

You're gonna charge me for the Thai food

that you ate most of, huh?

All right. You know what? It's all good.

What does that mean?

It means quod praebet universum,
motherfucker.

The universe provides.

Ray Donovan in the house!

Ow.

One. One, two.

One, two, three.

One, two, three, four.

Come on. Move your feet.

I need a break.

Oh, the hell you do, man.

My nigga, I'm trying to tell you

you got to sweat the
shit out your system.

What the fuck you thinking getting drunk

the night before a fight?

You can't win with a hangover.

He's right. Come on, get up.

Put your gloves up. Come on.

Hey, Terry, can we get a minute?

In the office?

One more. Under.

What's up, Punch?

Well, I...

I got a proposition for you.

Hector would like to train here.

Yeah, well, we like the vibe.

Uh, Hector's comfortable here.

He likes how real it is.

He wants to change things up.

Thinks of you all as family.

Right, Hector?

I do.

Hey, hey. What's good?

Hector wants to train here.

He's got a rematch with Whittaker.

Oh, that's what's up.

Uh, we're gonna cover all your costs.

Uh, basically, that means we're
gonna four-wall the place...

control the club, the hours,

who comes in, who doesn't, et cetera.

That's not a problem.

Yeah, I'd also like to
do some interviews,

let the press see the new club.

- Press?
- Press is good.

Mm.

We want to do those this afternoon.

Couple of amateur fights
going off in half an hour,

but after that, it's all yours.

Yeah, I mean, guys,
everything sounds great.

You know?

Uh, champ, I just want to let you know

that, uh, I'm here for you,

whatever you want.

- Oh, yeah?
- Oh, yeah.

Yeah, whatever you need,
I got you. Done.

Good, good...

'cause my sister just got
kicked out of rehab.

I need you to go get
her and take her home.

Cool.

Wow, Ray, you're really
showing me the money.

You get the rest
when you finish the job.

Here, here, listen to
this. You'll like this.

New chord I'm working on.

Huh?

You said you had an idea.

What's the matter?
You're not a music lover?

Cut the shit, Cochran.

All right, all right.

Who is it you want to get out of prison?

My father.

Your father?

Same guy you brought Sully
3,000 miles to murder?

Same guy.

All right, great. Um...

What's he in for?

The Minassian shooting.

That shitshow out in Glendale?

You're telling me that geriatric fuck

took out eight armed
gangsters by himself?

You gonna help me or not, Cochran?

Uh, okay.

Where do they have him... Men's Central?

Yeah. I want to get him
into protective custody.

They got a special wing for gay people.

You want to pass off your
dad as a homo, huh?

No, no, that's... I love that plan.

Okay. Um, guy named
Burt Mancini runs that joint.

He is a genuine pain in the balls.

You're gonna need
some interview questions,

which I think I can get for you, but...

it's gonna cost you an extra
hundred thousand dollars.

I just gave you a million dollars.

Yeah, but you just ordered off the menu.

That's... that's extra.

That's not just my policy.
That's standard. Ask anybody.

It's all right if
you don't have it on you.

I know you're good for it.

Hey, Ray?

You think there's a reason
that we're working together?

No.

I do.

I think we're the instruments

for each other's enlightenment, man.

In here.

Fifteen minutes, Donovan.

How you doing?

I'm all right. You?

I'm all right.

That fancy lawyer of yours

is telling me he can get
it down to 120 years.

He's really good.

Ah, all things considered,
I'm hanging in.

I need you to memorize some questions.

You're gonna get interviewed
to get moved.

Moved? Why?

Russians aren't gonna
protect you anymore.

What happened?

What'd you do, Ray?

We're gonna move you
into protective custody,

K6G, the gay wing.

Gay wing?

You're not safe, Mick.

You want to live, you'll
memorize these questions,

and you'll tell the guards you're gay.

What?

You're gay.

That's really kind of loving,

you trying to keep me safe.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Just want you to
know I see it. That's all.

It's sweet.

Will you look at the fucking
questions, Mick?

I don't need a crib sheet.

Just ask me. Ask me a question.

Will you stop?

Hey, I did 20 years in Walpole.

Got the gay thing down.

Just memorize the questions.

Make you happy.

Yeah, sure. I know...
I know all this shit.

Yeah?

I got it.

Hi. Marisol?

- Yeah?
- Hi. Uh, I'm Daryll.

You new? Where's Benito?

Hector is, uh, changing some things up.

Cool.

Here's my bag.

Yeah. There you go.

Come on, put your fucking tray up here.

There you go.

Starch, they're good for your figure.

Potatoes.

- I know you?
- No. Potatoes.

Yeah.

Yeah. I'll be back in a second.

Hey. Uh...

I want to... I want to put in
for a transfer to the gay wing.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Hey, come on.

I'm not kidding here.

All right, inmate, back to work.

Cut the crap. I said back to work.

I'm serious. I had enough
of this fucking harassment.

You know how much shit
I've taken in my life?

What I've been cheated of?

All I had to survive?

I'm a gay man. I'm a
gay man. I know my rights.

I-I don't feel safe here.

You... you talk to whoever
you got to talk to

and tell them that you got a guy

who's on the fucking ledge here,

on the fucking ledge.

Yeah, what's up, Ray?

You're gonna get a call from a deputy

who works at Men's Central.

Why?

He's gonna ask you if Mickey's gay.

What?

You're gonna say he is.

But he ain't gay.

Yeah?

How do you know?

He needs protection from
the Armenians, Terry.

I don't get it.

Just tell the guy he's gay, all right?

They're gonna put him
in a protective wing.

Make sure you tell Bunchy, too.

Was that Ray?

Yeah.

Now, we get a call from the jail,

we got to say Mick's gay.

I actually think he might've
done some stuff

back in Walpole.

Might've blown a guy or something.

I don't want to hear that.

Eh, he's actually kind of proud of it.

Said it... it's like being ambidextrous.

Just tell Daryll, okay?

Wait. Is... is this it?

Be right back.

Well, you want me to get
your bags, bring them...

I said I'd be right back.

Fresh from the FBI basement.

Fiona Miller. You remember her?

No.

She played Coffee Shop Girl
on Norman Saves the World.

Oh, don't tell me you don't
watch Sherman Radley's sitcom.

Ray, you're missing the
best show on television.

He's a successful father
of two, but then his mom dies,

so he starts to dress up
like her, you know, as you do,

because he can't break it to
the kids that grandma's dead.

Sounds kind of stupid
when you say it out loud,

but it... it's genuinely hilarious.

Yeah, you probably
don't watch much TV, do you?

You have an actual life.

What about Fiona Miller?

Well, she disappeared about...

God, it was ten years ago already.

The papers said it was drug-related.

And?

It wasn't.

Radley tried to force himself
on her one night

at his mansion after a taping.

And she wasn't having any
of it, so he lost his shit,

and he fucking stabbed her to death.

You got proof?

I do, actually.

Somebody at the FBI
was paid by Radley's people

to make key evidence disappear
out of the FBI locker.

- You?
- Very good, Ray.

One murder weapon,

complete with Sherman's
DNA and his fingerprints.

No, no, no. Very handsy, Ray.

You got a body?

Nick Lowell, the agent. You know him?

- Sure.
- Yeah, of course you do.

You know every douche bag in town.

He's Sherman's guy.

He hired me to get rid of the knife,

but he hired somebody else
to get rid of the body.

- Who?
- Well, I don't know.

That's what you're gonna
get him to tell us.

I'll broker the deal with Holt.

What?

I want you to know something, okay?

This version of me...
This was not how I started out.

I had good intentions, okay?

Now, this... it's
important to me that you know this,

for some fucking reason.

You were born a scumbag. I just...

I got worn down.

Eyes on me. Don't worry about them.

Keep your eyes on me.

Spit.

How'd I let you talk me into this, man?

Don't worry. You can beat this kid.

Terry, come here.

Listen, the kid reeks
of booze and vomit.

He can't fight like this.

That's just the way he smells.

- Come on, Terry.
- The kid's all right.

Start slow. Build your wind up.

Watch the left. And don't
forget, breathe.

Let's go, Damon. Let's go, baby.

On your toes.

Oh!

Whoa! Yeah!

There you go.

Three, four,

five, six,

seven, eight.

It's over.

Can I go back to bed now?

Yeah.

You still stink like shit.

So how long you been gay?

As long as I can remember.

Of course, where I'm from,
you got to hide it.

And I tried.

Got married, had five children.

But it was never who I really was.

Have you come out to your children?

Sure.

They're grown now, you know.

Do you know what a size queen is?

Guy who's into big dicks.

Do you know what a bear is?

Big fat guy, lot of body
hair, like a bear.

Do you know what a wolf is?

No. Sorry.

That one, I don't.

You made that one up, didn't you?

That's a trick question.

Right?

Where do you meet your partners?

Uh, here and there.

I'm not as active as I used to be.

What was the name of the
last gay bar you went to?

The Buggy Whip in Palm Springs.

Last time I was there,

I went home with a guy named Jose.

I'm a little silly for the Latins.

Yo!

Can we go see my brother?

Okay. I mean,
what... What the hell was that?

Sorry.

Fuck.

I'm cool, man. It's all good.

Oh, fuck.

Can we go now?

I was just supposed to take you home.

We can go home, just after I see Hector.

What are you talking...
I'm not taking you

to see Hector like this.

I'm fine. Chill.

Give me the address, the right one.

I mean, come on. You
just got out of rehab.

Come on, man, I'm sick.

I'm an addict. That rehab
shit didn't work.

I need to find another one.

I'm in a really bad place,
and I need to see my brother.

Does any of that
make sense to you at all?

All right, we give you Sherman Radley,

and you let Mickey Donovan go.

The body and the murder weapon?

Yes, Jackson, with DNA
and fingerprints intact.

Is that a yes?

I just charged this guy
with eight counts of homicide.

Best I could do is let him
plead to felony manslaughter

and release him quietly in a few months.

Best you could do is admit
this Minassian thing

is a dog turd of a case and say yes.

Eh, maybe, but if there's even
a whiff of quid pro quo on this...

There will not be.

I don't like this.

First, we lose Muncie.

Then Ronnie Price came to
me. Did you know that?

He wanted to get
Belikov out for these murders.

What are we even talking about here?

I don't understand.
This is Sherman Radley, okay?

The guy is an icon.

You put him away, it's
a straight shot for you

to the Governor's mansion.

I mean, I'm... I'm fucking jealous.

Mickey Donovan serves
three months minimum.

That's the best I can do.

You know, I think you're mistaking this

for a negotiation.

This is a simple yes or no, okay?

Mickey Donovan gets out the day
after we give you this evidence,

or I take all this stuff to the FBI,

and we let the Feds gloat.

Now, please don't make me do that.

I fucking hate those guys.

Yes.

Excellent.

That's the right decision.

Do you mind if I use your bathroom?

I'm sorry. My bathroom?

Yeah, I had a lot of Mexican for lunch,

and there's
absolutely no way I'm making it

back to the West Side.

Yeah.

Thank you.

This fucking guy.

He's tried to fuck you I
don't know how many times.

Keep an eye on Holt.

Let me know if anything changes.

Cochran cannot be trusted.

I got this, Avi.

You never listen to me, Ray.

Please, stop.

Think it through.

Why should you listen to me?

I'm just the one
who always has it right.

Hello?

This is Brendan.

Oh. Yes.

Yes, he... he dates men.

I don't know.

Um, they usually don't have names.

He just...

brings them by,

uh, doesn't even introduce
them or anything.

Okay.

Yeah, no problem.

I got a feeling you're next.

Yeah, great.

Hey.

What's happening?

We're clearing out for Hector Campos.

Hector Campos?

Yeah, he's training here as of today.

Gonna be on the news and everything.

We're gonna be a big part of it.

What, here, at the gym?

Yeah. Why?

Nothing.

You're just gonna have
your hands full. That's all.

Yeah, champion of the world.

He's gonna put us on the map.

Wow.

Hello?

Y-yeah, I'm his son. Yeah.

Yeah, he goes with men.

Uh, yeah, he goes with men.

Yeah, he's gay.

He's gay with men.

Good. Thank you.

What the fuck was that about?

That was the county jail.

We got to say Mick's queer.

Hey, uh, Abs, can I ask you something?

Yeah.

Do you think maybe you could
watch Maria a little bit longer?

What, like, for tonight or what?

Maybe longer.

Bunchy, I mean...

She needs a mother right now,

and... and I can't do it
with all I got going on here.

You're the best mother I know.

All right, fine. Fuck it.

- Thank you.
- What else am I doing?

Aw, you're gonna stay with Aunt Abby.

Ray Donovan?

I'm Korea, from Nick Lowell's office.

- Hi.
- You ready?

Sure.

Mm-hmm.

We've been over this, folks.

She has to fly private.

She's bringing her whole family.

You want coconut water?

No. I'm good.

Yes.

She understands the budget parameters,

but she's got a lot on her plate.

Kombucha?

What?

It's okay. He's good.

No. No.

No, she's not a 16-year-old.

She's an international superstar.

I have a 16-year-old at home.
She doesn't fill stadiums.

She flies coach.

O-okay, you know what?
Talk amongst yourselves.

I have somebody in the office.

What's up, Ray?

Which one of my clients is in trouble?

I wanted to talk to you
about Tommy Wheeler.

I fucking love Tommy.

He's my favorite actor
who I don't represent.

Well, it's, uh... it's not
working out with his agent.

Not working out for Tommy
or not working out for you?

Neither of us.

Are you giving me Tommy Wheeler, Ray?

- He wants to meet first.
- When can he come in?

Not here.

He wants to be discreet.
No, no, no, I get it.

My apartment, Sunset Towers.

Yeah. Come here. Mm.

God damn. Ray to the motherfucking D.

Sometimes...

you come across something
so sweet in life,

and then it all disappears.

She sounds lovely.

She can sing, too...

Like a nightingale.

How you get a job in the kitchen?

You want a job in the kitchen?

Put your name on the
clipboard back there.

Donovan.

I'll be back.

So we need another number.

I'm not getting through
to your middle son.

- Ray?
- Yeah, Ray.

- I gave you his cell.
- It's not working.

He's not picking up.

I can give you his home in Calabasas.

It's an 818 number.

How's my application coming?

I'm working on it. Don't worry.

Thank you.

Hey, that's my fucking lunch.

You want it back?

Not now, you fucking slobbered in it.

Piece of work.

Let me wipe it.

You're like a baby. Look.

Yeah, yeah.

Is this really necessary, Ray?
I don't need a new agent.

I've been with Steven
for over ten years.

Shit.

Ray to the motherfucking D.

Tommy, it's good to see you.

You look great. Doesn't he look great?

Yeah.

Look at you.

Huh?

- You got some guns there.
- Thanks, man.

- Right?
- Thank you.

Tommy, I got to tell you.

I'm sitting, I'm having
breakfast with the boys

from Paramount this morning.

They fucking love you, bro.

- Really?
- Yeah.

That's good to hear, 'cause it seems

like they're dragging their feet
on the Bo Bronson sequel.

No, they're gonna make the movie.

They want to make the movie.

Nick, can I talk to you for a minute?

- Do you mind, Tommy?
- No, not at all.

A-list.

What the fuck, Ray, I was right
in the middle of my flow.

- Yeah.
- Okay, you can't just...

What the fuck?

Hi, cutie.

What the hell is he doing here?

You want Tommy, you're gonna
have to give up Sherman Radley.

Give him up? Give him up to who?

To the fucking DA's office,
you cocksucker...

for Fiona Miller's murder.

Remember that?

Go fuck yourself.

Tommy Wheeler's not worth that much.

Hey, Nick...

just fucking tell us
where her body is, huh?

What, you're gonna fucking shoot me?

That's the idea, yeah.

Okay, pal,

I am the co-chair of the motherfucking

Motion Picture Department at ACA.

Fuck you.

Co-chair, huh?

Oh, God!

Fuck!

Did you really just let
this fucking asshole punch me

with this fucking face?

No, he did that on his own.

Are you really okay with this?

Oh, done.

You are so fucking done, Ray.

I mean, do you have any fucking idea

how fast I can end
your whole fucking world?

Right.

Well, I don't know
about you, but this feels...

This feels pretty nice.

What?

You and me working together like this.

You're out of your
fucking mind, you know that?

All right, you don't have to admit it,

but I think you're feeling
kind of close to me right now.

I'm gonna get a bucket.

Don't let him bleed on my rug.

Okay, here's
what's gonna happen, Nick...

Your brain's gonna tell
you that you're drowning,

and you kind of will be really drowning,

so you're gonna start to believe it.

Basically, this is
all the fun of drowning

without having to leave the dock.

Now, I'm not gonna lie to you.

This is going to really, really suck,

so my advice to you is to tell us

who took care of Fiona's body right now.

Hmm?

Fuck you!

Defiance. Defiance.

That's an extraordinarily
stupid attitude.

But I like it. I really do.

Hey, did they teach you that

at those douche-bag company retreats

you guys always take?

Mm-hmm.

Okay.

You like that?

There you go.

You got something to tell us?

Who took care of the body, Nick?

Suck my dick!

Wow.

Suck your dick?

Okay.

Yeah.

Tommy.

You can go. I'll call you later.

No, actually, I'm good.

Uh, may I?

Sure.

Yeah. All right.

Ezra fucking Goldman.

Okay?

I called him. I called Ezra.
He took care of it.

Okay?

I called Ezra.

Why am I not surprised by that?

Yes?

Find the Texan.

What?

Ezra had somebody get rid of the body.

If it wasn't me, it was the Texan.

Ray, you don't want
to mess with this guy.

Find him, Avi.

Did you get a name?

I'm working on it.

Well, I'll get to Holt,

set up the details of
the evidence transfer.

Yeah. Okay.

After my fight against Whittaker,

I realized I needed
to change everything...

...starting with my gym.

Give me a second.

Got to take care of something.

Ladies and gentlemen,
would you like to follow me?

What the fuck?

You can't fucking return my phone calls?

I can't deal with this fucking
shit right now, Marisol.

Okay? I'm getting my shit together.

I'm fighting again.

And I get locked up
with a bunch of rich pendejos

who do too much fucking coke
at their beach houses?

Lower your fucking voice.

You need to go home.

You're fuckin' high?

You let her get high?

Man, I didn't let her get shit.

You need to get out of here.

Where am I supposed to go?

Just go to rehab.

Get better.

I can't get better without you.

Would you slow...

Look at me.

You need to leave.

Get the fuck out of here!

Hey, look, Champ, sorry.

You said you wanted
to work with me, right?

Yeah. Yeah.

Then next time I
tell you to do something,

just fucking do it, hmm?

- Yeah.
- Get the fuck out.

And now we just add the raisins.

You can never have enough raisins.

Okay, voilà!

Grandma's scrumptious oatmeal
cookies are almost ready!

Yummy!

Oh, just a second.

Norman? It's Roger. I just
came from the office.

Oh, uh, I'll be right with you, Roger.

Okay.

Okay, kids...

Okay, kids.

Grandma's gonna go take
a little nap now.

Your daddy will be right
down any minute.

Okay.

- Lena?
- Yeah?

I need you to stay on Sherman.
Cochran just left my place.

Pretty sure he's heading your way.

God willing he'll get here

before I have to watch
any more of this crap.

Hello?

Hi. This is Burt Mancini
from Men's Central

calling about Mickey Donovan.

Okay.

I'm calling about his sexual orientation

for the last phase of his
classification verification.

What?

I just need you to verify for the record

that Mickey is a gay man.

Who?

Mickey Donovan.

He's a homosexual. Is that correct?

No, it's not correct.

So you're saying that's not correct?

I'm saying you're
the fucking homosexual.

Who is this?

So you're stating that Mickey Donovan

is a heterosexual?

He's got four fucking kids

and, like, a thousand ex-girlfriends.

Go back to jerking off.
I'm fucking busy here.

Oh, my stomach.

- What's the matter?
- My stomach!

Something's wrong.

Oh, God, my stomach.

Oh, my God.

Shit.

Hey! Hey! My cellmate.

My cellmate is sick. He's real sick.

Hey!

Oh, oh, God. My God, it hurts.

It hurts.

Here, here, here.

Leo, yeah, oh.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Okay, okay, yeah, yeah.

Pull your pants up.
Yeah, pull your pants up.

We'll get you to the...
We'll get you to the bed.

Here, come to the bed.

No, no.

- Jesus.
- Oh, God, it hurts!

Oh, my God!

What the fuck?

Oh, no, don't die on
me. Don't fucking die on me.

Hey, Av.

What, you found the Texan?

Yeah. I'm looking at him right now.

Really? How's he look?

I don't know.

Older.

Ezra loves him...

for the dark shit,

stuff he wanted to protect you from.

I would've thought
he'd be off riding a yacht

in the Bahamas or something.

Yeah? Well, he's in Canoga
Park, pushing a lawn mower.

That's Lena. I'll call you back.

Yeah, you're right.

Cochran's going into
Sherman's trailer right now.

Good. Let him go.

- But he's fucking you over.
- I know he is.

Let him.

- This it?
- Yes, sir.

Mr. Radley will be with you
as soon as the taping ends.

- Oh, lovely.
- If you want, there's water.

There should be snacks in there.

If you need anything,
just let me know. I can...

Hey, Sherm. Wow.

It's quite something
to take in in person.

What the hell are you
doing here, Mr. Cochran?

Oh, that's impressive.

It's always very nice when big
celebrities remember the names

of the humble public servants
that they used along the way.

Look, what is this all about?

Well, if I'm here, you
kind of know what it's about,

don't you, Sherm?

Nick Lowell gave you up to Ray Donovan,

and he's about to find
Fiona Miller's body.

Look, I don't know nothing about...

Oh, Sherm, I'm a big fan.

I could listen to you
bullshit all day long,

but you got about 30 minutes

before your entire life
face-plants, okay?

All right. Asshole.

How much is this gonna cost me?

Five million dollars.

- What the fuck?
- Oh, Sherm, relax.

You pay that to have your balls
loofah'd in Beverly Hills.

What do I get for that?

I make Ray Donovan disappear.

I also need to move
that body from wherever it is

you got her buried...

you know, after you killed her.

Sherm, are you familiar
with Ray Donovan?

Heard of him. Never met him.

Yeah, well, you don't want to meet him,

especially if he gets
to that body before I do.

So the clock is ticking.

Where's she buried, man?

The storage room of my crab restaurant

in Inglewood.

The Crab Grab. I remember that place.

- It's closed now.
- Oh, really?

Drive-through crab legs didn't work

out in Inglewood, huh?

Go figure.

Got yourself a new celly, pop.

27!

It's over.

You ruined my life.

Cochran came to my dressing room
while I was filming my show.

He... he... he knows where the body is.

You were supposed
to get rid of the body.

What did you tell him?

I didn't tell him anything.

What do you want me to tell him?

Ah, shit.

Fuck.

Hey, partner. Did you
find out where the body is yet?

- Where are you?
- I just left Holt.

I'm at the In-N-Out
grabbing a burger.

Why? You want me to meet you?

You want to kill me, Cochran?

Is that it?

Ray, you sound a little bit paranoid.

You need to get out of there.

You don't know who you're dealing with.

Ray, I... you're talking
crazy, my friend.

I'm at the
In-N-Out.

Did you really think Radley was
gonna let you blackmail him?

He's setting you up.

Ray, would you like
a burger or not, man?

You need to get out of there.

Where? What the fuck
are you talking about?

Fine. Do whatever the fuck you want.

Fuck.

You don't listen, do you, Cochran?

Give me the gun.

Here.

- Where is he?
- He's back there.

Where's the body, Marty?

Back room, in that corner...

in the drywall.

So, it was in the wall, huh?

Jeez.

Am I still getting paid?

You want the money,

call Holt and tell him
where the body is.

Open 27!

Mickey Donovan...

you are transferred to Ward K6G.

Let's go.

Oh.

Are we off?

Yeah, we're off.