Ray Donovan (2013–…): Season 6, Episode 10 - Episode #6.10 - full transcript

♪ uneasy music ♪

[Ray]
Previously on Ray Donovan...

Oh, so the sky just opened up
and decided to rain rock?

Hey, hand of God,
I don't smoke rocks!

♪♪♪

[Fetu] Shouldn't
be out here, man.

Fuck we doing out here
in Staten Island?

♪♪♪

I'm setting your bail
at $50,000.

♪♪♪

Feratti wants to see you.



...your sexual orientation

or your country of origin.

♪♪♪

[grunts]

Are you fucking kidding me?

[chokes]

♪♪♪

Teresa, no. Come on.
Don't you fucking do this!

Now where's my
fucking money, Sandy?

Brendan's got it.

It's for my family!

[grunts]

[crowd clamoring]

He's just a fucking
weight lifter.



[growls]

- [grunts]
- [crowd yells]

Yeah!

♪♪♪

[shower running]

♪♪♪

Dude! Stop!

♪♪♪

He's a cop.
He can help.

♪♪♪

[Mac] He shut down
the prison scam.

They're all pissed.

I gotta give him names.

Judge Scholl.

You got an IA problem.

- [Feratti] You got the name?
- [Ray] Scholl.

Said he was a judge.

♪♪♪

Thanks, Ron.

♪♪♪

I fucking trusted you.

[blow lands]

♪♪♪

You rat bas--

[rain pattering]

[thunder rumbling]

[grunts]

♪ suspenseful music ♪

[grunts]

[man] He jumped!

[men shouting indistinctly]

[man] So go get him!

♪♪♪

[man] There he goes.
Stop him.

[man]
Get after him!

Don't let him get away!

[men shouting indistinctly]

♪♪♪

[gunshots]

[grunts]

Fuck!

♪♪♪

Hey, it's taking longer
than I'd like,

but we are getting the land,

and once we do,
I get it to my board,

and they approve it.

We've heard that before.

By the end of the week,

I will sign the deed
for the Arthur Kill Prison.

By Monday, I can take it
to the board.

It is happening.

Hmm. You've been
singing that song

for quite a while now.

Ted, Ted, Ted,
look at me.

This is me giving you my word.

[indistinct chatter]

[music playing softly
over speakers]

♪♪♪

You okay?

You need help?

[sighs]

Can I use your restroom?

Yeah.

[sighs]

Thanks.

♪♪♪

[panting]

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♪ desolate music ♪

[wincing]

♪♪♪

[grunts]

[exhales sharply]

♪♪♪

[groaning]

[grunts]

[exhaling sharply]

[grunting]

[exhales sharply]

[cell phone clicks and beeps]

[line rings]

[cell phone ringing]

[cell phone clicks and beeps]

What?

Meet me at the Cheyenne Diner.

Why?

I have something you want.

[cell phone clicks and beeps]

♪♪♪

[grunts softly]

♪♪♪

- [sighs]
- [door clicks open]

[Smitty] Hey!

- Hey.
- Guess what.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

What took you so long?

We got a car!

Wait--

Yeah!

What?

It's a convertible.

Did you steal it?

No.

Who'd you get it from?

From a guy.

Who?

- Bobby.
- Oh, my God.

How did you pay for it?

Does that matter?

Mm-hmm.

Well,

I gave him a bunch of coke.

Are you kidding me?

But that's it.
It's all gone.

I-I swear to God,
it's all gone.

Come on.

Can you be excited?

Please?

Do you really
not have any more?

No.

- What?
- Well, I mean,

I have a little bit more.

Oh, damn it, dude.

But we also have

a 1988
Volkswagen Cabriolet.

You're a terrible person.

You're just terrible.

Yeah, but...you love me.

- [laughs]
- You love me.

[music playing softly
over speakers]

♪♪♪

All right.

What?

Reason Feratti wouldn't
sell you the prison?

He's making a fortune
in kickbacks.

Cops, judges--

they're all in on it.

You brought me out here
to tell me that?

No.

What's that?

- Feratti.
- Doing what?

Telling me to kill a judge.

Thanks.

Ray.

You gonna be all right?

[sighs]

You got a thousand bucks?

What for?

I'm gonna go somewhere.

What, with a thousand bucks?

What are you gonna do,
go live in the fucking woods?

I don't know.

The woods'll do.

Me?

I'd give 'em the old man.

Doesn't matter anymore anyway.

[sighs]

I need a new life.

Either that, or I'm gonna
fucking kill myself.

Hey, fuck you.

I just wanna go somewhere

where they don't speak
English, you know?

Fucking start over.

My whole mind, you know?

Different language,
different food,

different fucking beer.

Yeah?

Go where?

Croatia?

What, near Greece?

No, that's over, uh--

oh, yeah, no, it's over
near there anyway.

Or New Zealand
or some shit.

They speak English there.

That'd probably be
fucking easier.

I just wanna--

[sighs]
I wish I could go back

and do things different,
you know?

I'd not do a lot of things.

Yeah, I'd not do
a lot of things too.

But you can't.

I got a thousand bucks

for a ticket.

You wanna come with me?

Nah.

Nah, I'd just slow you down.

- No, you wouldn't, Ter.
- Yeah, I would.

But you listen to me.
Don't-don't you let me

hear you talk about
fucking killing yourself

again, all right?
Don't even think about it.

It's gonna be all right.

We're gonna figure this out,

and it's all
gonna be okay.

Sure.

[music playing over speakers]

♪♪♪

[cell phone clicking]

[elevator bell dings]

[breathing heavily]

[elevator bell dings]

[soft footsteps]

[Mickey] I was there
for you...

[gun cocking]

Through Abby.

I helped every time
you asked me.

Every fucking time.

Jesus Christ.

Still you turn on me.

Every chance you get,
you turn on me.

Why is that, Raymond?

Tell me.

♪ desolate music ♪

[sighs]

You gonna shoot me,
just fucking shoot me, Mick.

I'm gonna need that money,
Raymond.

You hear me?

I need it now.

♪♪♪

[rain pattering]

Hey.

- [line ringing]
- [cell phone ringing]

♪ eerie music ♪

♪♪♪

[slurping]

[Mickey] Ah, there he is.

[sighs]

Why, Raymond?

Why what?

Why'd you try
to lock me up again?

You know how hard it is
for a man of my age?

And I gotta...I gotta change
who I am now because of you.

What are you talking about?

I need my fucking money.

What money?

My three million, Raymond.

I gave it back.

You...

you what?

I gave it back.

[sighs]

Could I get one of those?

Twenty years

is a long time.

Twenty years ago,
it was what?

Nineteen ninety-eight?

What if you were locked away

since 1998, no women,

no soft bed...

no comforts
of any fucking kind?

Sorry.

What?

I'm sorry.

Since when?

It's been a long time.

So you gonna help me?

I don't have
any more money, Mick.

Well, you got
other things you can do.

[whiskey pouring]

Yeah?
Like what?

You got friends.

You got, uh...
you got cops, I hear.

- You got this woman.
- [cell phone ringing]

You got friends
in high places.

[cell phone clicks and beeps]

Yeah?

I-I think
that something's wrong.

I mean, I was...

Uh, well, B-Bridget
was-was in the car,

and then--and then
I went up to, like--

to finish up some stuff, but
when I--when I came back down,

she was--she was just,
like--she was gone,

but, like--but the car door
was open,

and then her-her phone
is still in the car,

and her bag
was still in the car.

Slow down.

I don't...I just--

I feel like something's wrong.

I'll be right there.

[cell phone clicks and beeps]

- [winces]
- What's going on?

Something's up with Bridge.

Something's up with Bridge?

- Yeah.
- What?

What's going on with Bridge?

- Agh!
- You gotta take it easy.

You're not 100 percent.

Where you going?

I gotta go to Smitty's.

[cell phone ringing]

[cell phone clicks and beeps]

Yeah?

I never wanted it
to come to this.

- Come to what?
- I'm sorry.

- Where is she?
- [Mac] I'm sorry, man.

I-I don't got choices now.

I had to tell them
you got the recording.

- I gotta play it this way.
- [Ray] Listen to me.

Don't involve
my fucking daughter.

All right?
Whate--

[Mac] I didn't choose this.

Don't let that recording out.

Don't make any moves.

Once this election's over,

we'll let her go.

Then you can get the fuck
out of town.

No, no, I-I'll give you
the recording, okay?

I'll take care of it.

I promise.
Just tell me where she is.

I can't do that!

Make sure they get
what they want,

and I'll make sure
she stays safe.

Put her on the phone.
Let me talk to her.

[line clicks]

[cell phone slams on table]

What's going on, Raymond?

What's going on?

Fuck!

[grunting]

Talk to me, kid.

They took her.

- Who?
- Cops.

Cops? Why?

You know them?

You got an idea where?

I don't fucking know, Mick.

♪ desolate music ♪

[elevator bell dings]

♪♪♪

- [grunting]
- [Bridget whimpers]

[screams, grunts]

♪♪♪

What the fuck is this place?

Second door on your left.
Move.

[Bridget gasping]

♪♪♪

- I know you.
- Shut up.

You're my dad's friend.

I said shut up.

♪♪♪

[Bridget breathing heavily]

[grunts]

Hey.
Keep her quiet.

Don't fucking talk to her.

♪♪♪

[whispering]
Just try to stay calm.

Okay? Relax.

This'll be over soon.

♪♪♪

[muffled crying]

Wait here.

All right.

[elevator bell dings]

[silverware clattering softly]

I need that recording back.

Why?

They got Bridget.

Feratti's guys.

You can't release
the recording.

Why don't we make sure
she's okay

- and then we'll proceed--
- If you do, they'll kill her.

♪ disquieting music ♪

Well, then I-I w--
I won't release it.

I need the drive.

♪♪♪

Course.

♪♪♪

Thanks.

♪♪♪

[cell phone clicks and beeps]

[line rings]

I need some numbers.

♪♪♪

[sighs]

[cell phone clicks and beeps]

[line rings]

[Mac] Yeah?

I got the drive back.

Okay.

[Ray] Where do you want
to make the trade?

Well, there could be millions
of copies out there by now.

- There's not.
- [Mac] No trade.

It's not what they want.

They want everything quiet

for a couple of days.

Then when it's over,

- we can talk.
- [Ray] No.

Listen to me.
You're not keeping

my fucking daughter.

I got what you asked for.
Now--

[Mac] It's not up to me.

[cell phone clicks]

- [line clicks]
- [cell phone beeps]

Fuck.

Fuck!

Hey.

Hey, think, Raymond.
Stop and think.

Think about what?

You're smarter than these guys.
You know what to do.

This is war, Raymond.
They take one of yours,

you take one of theirs.

♪♪♪

Right?

♪♪♪

[cell phone clicks and beeps]

- [line rings]
- [sighs]

- [Daryll] Yeah, what's up?
- [Ray] Daryll, I need you

to go to Red Hook
and pick up Smitty.

- Meet me in Staten Island.
- [Daryll] What?

No, I ain't driving
all the way out there.

Bridget's in trouble.

Get Smitty and meet me on
the corner of Post and Decker.

[cell phone clicks and beeps]

[engine turning over]

[engine revving]

[grunts]

If I take that gag off,

will you be quiet?

You promise?

Because I'll shove it back in
if you're not.

All right.

Hold on.

[coughs]

[coughing]

Better?

Yeah.

All right.
You know what?

Why don't we watch something
and just try to relax?

[commentators speaking
indistinctly over TV]

Okay.

This is a good one.
This is a classic.

You know this?

Yeah?
You like it?

Okay.

All right.

[Max over TV]
And why did I do that? Why?

I shouldn't have
to remind you.

This is a family place.

That means you keep
your fingers

out of the water,
your hair out of the soup...

Why are you doing this?

This isn't up to me.

[Max over TV]
All the daughters.

None of this is up to me.

Then can you let me go?

I can't.

They'll kill me.

My father can help you.

No, he won't.

Not now.

[Max over TV] Well, if it
isn't the entertainment staff.

Listen, wiseass,
you've got your...

I'm sorry.

[Max over TV] Teach them
the mambo, the cha-cha,

anything they pay for.

That's it.

That's where it ends.

This fucking gin.

[Max over TV]
...no conversations,

and keep your hands off!

[Rodriguez over TV] It's
the same at all these places.

You know, I don't care
about me,

but I got a kid,
I got a wife, you know?

[Max over TV] You think
you can keep that straight?

But if I don't play this right,
they'll find them.

I know these guys.
They'll do anything.

[Johnny over TV] You just put
your pickle on everybody's...

So your dad better do
the right thing

and just keep his mouth shut.

And if he doesn't?

[Max over TV]
Sit down. Sit down.

Maybe we shouldn't talk
anymore.

[Marjorie over TV]
Thank you, Max.

Okay.

[Max over TV] This is Dr.
and Mrs. Houseman, Baby, Lisa.

This is your waiter...

Help me, please!

- Hey, stop!
- Somebody help me!

- Hey, don't you fucking--
- Help, please!

- Somebody--
- Stop!

Fuck!

[gasps]

Fuck!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, but you have
to sit still

and be quiet.

Okay?

[Jake over TV] Robbie,
Baby wants to send...

[breathing raggedly]

[Jake over TV] So, uh,
anything we don't finish,

you wrap up.

Max, our Baby's gonna
change the world.

[Max over TV] And what are you
gonna do, missy?

[Baby over TV] Oh, Lisa's
gonna decorate it.

[Robbie over TV]
She already does.

[Max over TV] Doc, I want
you to meet someone.

You want a drink?

[Max over TV]
My grandson Neil.

Goes to the Cornell School
of Hotel Management.

[Jake over TV]
Well, Baby's starting

Mount Holyoke in the fall.

[Neil over TV] Oh, great.

♪ dark music ♪

♪♪♪

[indistinct
police radio chatter]

♪♪♪

[men speaking indistinctly]

♪♪♪

[engine turning over]

[sirens wailing]

[Baby over TV] I'll just keep
my shoulders down,

my head up...

You want water or something?

No.

[Baby over TV]
What if I forget the steps?

[sighs]

Sure you don't want a drink?

Yes.

All right.

[Baby over TV]
...and fall on my face.

Will you turn that off, please?

[Baby over TV]
...head up, my eyes open,

tension in my arms,
my frame locked...

I watched this movie
with my mom.

She died.

Please.

♪♪♪

[cries]

♪♪♪

[groans]

[crying]

I'd call it razor-thin.

But within
the margin of error.

Your candidate has
a one-point lead.

It's what I like to call
a soufflé.

Lovely,
but one false move,

and all you've got is
a ramekin full of hot pudding.

She has a chance,

and it's a miracle,
considering.

Okay.

Uh, thanks.

That's all I need.

[cell phone clicks and beeps]

- [line rings]
- [woman] Yes.

I need to see Melinda Getkin.

[woman] Yes, Ms. Winslow.

[cell phone clicks and beeps]

[Ray] Get in.

W-what are we gonna do?

You're gonna wait in the bar.

Well, how do you know
they're gonna be in the bar?

I don't.

[Ray] What about my brother?

[Feratti] Kill him.

[Ray] Who?

[Feratti] Scholl.

Kill him.

Make him disappear.

- [cell phone clicks and beeps]
- [Melinda] Holy shit.

Unbelievable.

Will Ray Donovan
corroborate?

No.

He won't confirm
this is his voice,

- that he was there?
- No.

Well, then this is j--

I need this out right away.

Well, I'm gonna have
to vet this, Sam.

I want copy in three hours.

There's literally no way.

Surprise yourself.

♪ desolate music ♪

♪♪♪

[Penny over TV] I'm scared.

I'm so scared.

[Baby over TV] Don't worry.

You'll be fine.
You'll be fine.

[cries]

♪♪♪

[cell phone rings]

[cell phone clicks and beeps]

Yeah.

The feds got Bunchy.

[sighs]

[Terry] You hear me?

Yeah, I heard you.

Kid's life is ruined.

Remember when he drove that car
into the Taco Bell?

You remember?

He just got his license.

I was sitting
in the passenger seat,

you were sitting in the back,

and I climbed into the front

to make sure that he
didn't get in trouble.

And we told Mick
that I did it.

You remember?

And the old bastard
just hit me?

I'm sorry.

[Terry] What?

I'm sorry.

What-what are you sorry for?

That Mick hit me?

All of it.

Everything.

Are you--are you all right?

Yeah.

No.

I gotta go, Ter.

Ray?

[cell phone clicks and beeps]

[sighs]

[commentator speaking
indistinctly over TV]

What are we doing here?

I don't know.
Ray said come here, so...

Yeah, but we should be
out looking for her.

Hey, listen.

You don't know my brother
like I do, okay?

He would kill
everyone in New York

to find Bridget.

Yeah, so would I.

The point is,
just trust him, all right?

Just relax.

[sighs]

[cell phone rings]

[cell phone clicks and beeps]

Yeah.

I ran into
a difficult situation today,

and I'm afraid I had to give
the recording

to my reporter at the Tribune.

♪ suspenseful music ♪

Why?

I tried, I really did,
to find another way.

It's already done.

[line clicks]

[cell phone clicks and beeps]

♪♪♪

[cell phone clicks and beeps]

[cell phone keyboard clacking]

["message sent" tone]

- [indistinct chatter]
- [cell phone chimes]

I'm not doing this
right now, Allie.

I'm not fucking doing it.

[whispering] That's our guy.
[whistles]

Let me get a tequila
and a Miller Lite, Lou.

♪♪♪

[indistinct chatter]

So, Lisa, what were you
planning to sing?

My wife loves this movie
too.

It's a good movie.

[Mac sighs]
Jerry Orbach's dead.

You remember him
from Law & Order?

[man over TV] They're still
in last place, cousins.

Come on, Mets,
let's do it.

He was great.

You look much better.

I'm sorry about your mom.

[Penny over TV]
He's such a wonderful man.

Makes you think.

[Baby over TV]
I didn't realize.

[Penny over TV] Oh, you
couldn't have. It's okay.

[knocking at door on TV]

[Johnny over TV] Hey.

I'm sorry I hit you.

I'm sorry.

[commentator] And Ilovitz
with the move inside

under the basket, and...

Look, you see that?

You see that?

A little boop,

and he gets a technical
on that.

Fucking pussy game, Lou.
Huh?

Are you a fan?

You a fan of this shit?

No.

No?

What do you do for a living,
if I might ask?

Lou, uh, get the old guy here
a drink on me, huh?

Yeah, Lou, that's it.

Hey, that's very nice
of you.

[clears throat]
Isn't that nice?

Hey, look,
I appreciate it.

Here's to you.

Here's to you.
Here.

[grunting]

[Lou] What's going on here?

[Mickey] All right, get him
out--get him out of here!

Get the fuck out of here!

Get him out of here.
Don't do nothing.

- [Mickey] Don't do nothing!
- Whoa, easy.

- Whoa.
- Don't do nothing!

Yeah, okay,
don't do nothing.

♪ uneasy music ♪

This is about
affordable housing,

better schools...

Well, I...

I will. I mean,
I appreciate you too, and...

Yes,

thank you very much.

Let's talk.

[Ray] Who?

[Feratti] Scholl.

Kill him.

Make him disappear.

[Anita sighs]

He ordered a hit
on a fucking judge.

[sighs]

It's hilarious.
He's insane.

Really?

I don't know that you have
much room to talk.

I'm here because I want
to have a discussion

about what to expect.

Okay.

By tomorrow night,

you will be the most powerful
politician in New York,

and you will remember
who put you there.

You are gonna win
this election.

But I will be mayor.

You will answer to me.

I fucked up
my whole entire life.

Wow.
Fuck.

Oh, Penny, that's great.
That's really great.

[Penny over TV] So...
how'd it go last night?

[Johnny over TV] Good.

I just don't know how...

it got so bad.

You know what I mean?

I can't remember

the last time I felt good.

[Baby over TV]
I guess I'm gonna go.

Bye.

[Johnny over TV] See you.

Can't remember.

[breathes deeply]

♪ dark music ♪

♪♪♪

[Bianchi grunting]

- Where is she, asshole?
- Fuck you!

- Where is she?
- [grunts]

Come on, talk to me!
Where the fuck is she?

She's up my ass,
you motherfucker!

[Bianchi grunting,
blows landing]

♪♪♪

Where is she, Danny?

I walk without an answer,

my father's gonna kill you.

You know that, don't you?

He'll kill you.
I'll kill your wife

and anyone else
I get my fucking hands on.

[Bianchi laughs]

I won't stop, Danny.

You understand me?

I won't stop.

Never.

All right.

♪♪♪

Say good-bye.

No, no, no, no, no.
Ray!

Ray.
[coughs]

Two seventy-four Rosemary,
Staten Island.

Put him in your trunk.
Take him to Sandy's.

Daryll'll give you the address.

♪♪♪

[engine turning over]

♪♪♪

[Robbie over TV]
Hey, well, it looks like

I picked the wrong sister.

That's okay, Baby...

[cell phone ringing
and buzzing]

[Baby over TV] Oh, Johnny!
Johnny!

[grunting and yelling over TV]

[cell phone clicks]

Yeah?

He took Bianchi.

What--

[coughs]
Who?

Your buddy.
Who the fuck do you think?

I'm on my way over.

Wait, he did what?

[Big Al] Some guys got Bianchi

and took him
out of O'Donoghue's.

I fucking told him
not to do nothing!

[Big Al] Hey, calm down.

God damn it!

[Big Al] It ain't a big deal.

We'll just handle it.

[line clicks]

[cell phone clicks]

♪ eerie music ♪

♪♪♪

[labored breathing]

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

[movie playing indistinctly
over TV]

♪ suspenseful music ♪

♪♪♪

[gunshot]

[body thuds]

♪ somber music ♪

♪♪♪

[Baby over TV]
I'm sorry I lied to you.

But you lied too.

You told me everyone was alike
and deserved a fair break,

but you meant everyone
who is like you.

You told me you wanted me
to change the world,

make it better,

but you meant by becoming
a lawyer or an economist

and marrying someone
from Harvard.

I'm not proud of myself,

but I'm in this family too,
and you can't keep

giving me
the silent treatment.

There are a lot of things
about me

that aren't what you thought,

but if you love me,
you have to love

all the things about me.

And I love you.

[crying] And I'm sorry
I let you down.

I'm so sorry, Daddy.

But you let me down too.

♪♪♪