Ray Donovan (2013–…): Season 7, Episode 10 - You'll Never Walk Alone - full transcript

♪ Linda Ronstadt's
cover of "Desperado" ♪

♪♪♪

Me, O'Malley, and Doyle,
we did this job back in '77.

You know who else
was on that job?

♪♪♪

- What the--
- [sirens blaring]

Hands up!

♪ Desperado ♪

♪ Why don't you
come to your senses ♪

♪ You been out ridin' fences ♪

♪ For so long now ♪



♪ Oh, you're a hard one ♪

♪ But I know
that you got your reasons ♪

♪ These things
that are pleasin' you ♪

♪ Will hurt you somehow ♪

♪♪♪

♪ Don't you draw
the queen of diamonds, boy ♪

♪ She'll beat you
if she's able ♪

♪ The queen of hearts ♪

♪ Is always your best bet ♪

♪♪♪

♪ Well, it seems to me
some fine things ♪

♪ Have been laid upon
your table ♪

♪ But you only want the things
that you can't get ♪

Look familiar?



I taped every fuckin' thing
Jimmy ever said to me.

- ♪ You know you ♪
- [indistinct chatter]

♪ Ain't gettin' younger ♪

♪ Your pain and your hunger ♪

- ♪ They're drivin' you home ♪
- [tires screeching]

♪ And freedom,
oh, freedom ♪

♪ Well, that's just
some people talkin' ♪

Fuck this.

♪ Your prison
is walkin' through this ♪

♪ World all alone ♪

I'll kill him, Ray.
I'll fuckin' kill him.

♪ Don't your feet
get cold... ♪

You're still workin'
for that piece a shit?

♪ The sky won't snow
and the sun won't shine ♪

- Ugh!
- ♪ It's hard to tell ♪

♪ The nighttime
from the day ♪

♪♪♪

♪ Your losin'
all your highs and lows ♪

♪ Ain't it funny
how the feelin' goes ♪

I shot him, he's dead.
What's the difference?

♪ Away ♪

♪♪♪

- ♪ Desperado ♪
- God damn it, I said stop--

[Perry] On the ground.

♪ Why don't you
come to your senses ♪

♪ Come down from
your fences ♪

♪ Open the gate ♪

♪ It may be rainin' ♪

Donovan just flipped
Judge Scholl.

- ♪ But there's a rainbow ♪
- Son of a bitch.

- ♪ Above you ♪
- [gunshot]

♪ You better let somebody
love you ♪

♪ Let somebody love you ♪

♪ Let somebody
love you ♪

♪ Before it's too ♪

♪ Late ♪

♪♪♪

[birds twittering
in background]

[animal calling]

[Ray grunts]

[nature sounds]

♪ suspenseful music ♪

♪♪♪

[owl hooting]

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

- [gunshot]
- Aah!

♪ intense music ♪

♪♪♪

[leaves rustling]

♪ tense music ♪

♪♪♪

- [gunshot]
- [grunts]

[man] Uhh--

[gunshots echoing]

[bird calling]

[animal croaking]

♪ foreboding music ♪

♪♪♪

- [gunshot]
- [thud]

[foreboding music continues]

♪♪♪

[panting]

Please, I-I won't
say a thing!

I-I swear, I won't say
a fuckin' thing.

[shaky exhale]

Let's go.

[owl hoots]

How you gonna
explain this?

You were never here.

Try to keep my daughter
off the stand?

She'll be waiting
for you at the station.

[quietly]
Thanks.

- [TV playing]
- [knock on door]

[woman] One size fit all, huh?

- [woman] Oh, wow!
- [woman] Hey, hey!

Look at my butt!
They fit me

like a really gorgeous,
beautiful glove.

When I tried these on...

[conversation on TV
continues indistinctly]

[door closes]

Come on,
let's get outta here.

[door opens]

[young Bridget on tape]
I'm goin' to college.

[young Gary on tape] No way
Mick's got money for that.

[young Bridget on tape]
I'm savin' up.

[young Gary on tape]
Jim Sullivan is payin' you

that much
to watch his little brat?

[young Bridget tape] It's none
of your fuckin' business.

If I wanna go to college,
I'm gonna go to college.

[young Gary on tape]
Jesus, fine--whatever.

[newscaster]
Socialite and philanthropist

Delores Young jumped
to her death earlier today.

Young had been suffering
from stage 4 ovarian cancer.

Young was,
as her daughter described,

a fighter,
not one to give up easily.

In a related story,

tempers flared
out of control today

amidst the finger-pointing...
[voice fading]

♪ somber music ♪

♪♪♪

[gasps]

[exhales]

Ya all right?

Yeah.

Want me to take you
somewhere?

Someplace quiet.

[ambient background noise]

[boat horn blows distantly]

I don't know how to
forgive him.

Smitty?

Yeah.

What for?

For what he did
to our family.

He was tryin'
to protect you, Bridge.

Maybe I don't wanna
forgive him.

♪ When you walk ♪

♪ Through a storm ♪

♪ Keep your head ♪

♪ Up high ♪

♪ And don't ♪

♪ Be afraid ♪

♪ Of the dark ♪

♪ At the end ♪

♪ Of a storm ♪

♪ There's a golden ♪

♪ Sky ♪

♪ And the sweet ♪

♪ Silver song ♪

♪ Of a lark ♪

[crowd murmuring]

♪ Walk on ♪

♪ Through the wind ♪

♪ Walk on ♪

♪ Through the rain ♪

♪ Though your dreams...♪

[Bridget]
Dad?

[singing voice echoes, fades]

You...are you okay?

Yeah.

[sighs]
Come on.

Where are we going?

I'm takin' ya home.

- Mornin', Bunch.
- Mornin'.

[food sizzling]

Now, who wants eggs?

Want some?

[Terry laughs lightly]

Ya all right?

What?

What's wrong?

I'm late.

Gotta go.

[door opens, closes]

♪ somber music ♪

♪♪♪

[playing simple tune]

♪♪♪

[loud knocking on door]

[Terry]
Ya remember me?

Yeah, of course.

I looked you up.

I-I-I don't mean
to give ya the bum rush.

I-I hope
it's all right.

No, not at all, I--

Come on in, Terry.

I, uh...

I met this lady--
Well...

We were looking for some
kinda miracle at this ashram.

She was my friend,

and she killed herself
last night.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Yeah.
It's a'ight.

She's in a better
place.

And you?

- What?
- How are you?

[exhales]

Why don't you
have a seat?

Uh, y-you--

you fish.

- I did, yeah.
- What--

f-fly fishin'?

Yeah.

Oh, y-you--
Did ya tie 'em yourself?

- The flies?
- Used to.

Oh...yeah, a course.

Right.

Yeah, I, uh...I used to
do shit like that too.

One a my favorite things
was wrappin' a fighter's hands.

Doin' the wraps
and the tapes just right.

It's an art,
wrappin' a hand...

fittin' a glove.

Yeah, I bet.

- It's an art.
- Yeah.

But this disease takes
that kinda shit away from us.

It does.

You know who
Linda Ronstadt is?

Yeah, sure, the singer.

Yeah.
She got Parkinson's too.

- You know that?
- Yeah, I read about that.

Yeah.
She's a beautiful woman.

I mean, she could do
anything right.

With her voice.

I'm not even
a great music lover,

but I loved her voice.

And I read
that she's got it.

And she can't sing
no more.

And that made me cry...

thinkin' she's lost her gift...

before she lost her life.

Maybe she doesn't
see it that way.

♪ unsettling music ♪

There's this picture
that I saw once.

This woman dove off the top
of the Empire State Buildin',

and she landed
on top a this car

and she crushed the roof in.

She was a beautiful woman,

but she wasn't broken
or crushed or bloody.

She looked like she was
just asleep on top a this car.

Not even dead.

Just tranquil, you know?

Just restin'.

How long have you been
thinking about suicide?

♪ unsettling music ♪

A while.

Huh.

Have you talked to your
doctor about that?

No.

I'm talkin' to you.

[unsettling music continues]

♪♪♪

Okay, come on,
get yourself up.

You wait till
everything's done, huh?

[ambient background noise]

You're not stupid.

[quietly]
Auspicious.

What?

I just seen a robin redbreast

on the branch down there.

- Yeah, so?
- They're rare.

It's gonna be a good day.
[sucks teeth]

Gonna get some coffee.

[sighs]

[door opens]

Oh, thank God!

Thank God
you're all right!

What are you doin' here?

I got good news, boys.

I made a deal
for the papers.

We're gonna be, uh...
rich.

So where're the--
where are the papers?

Talk to Ray.

Uh...

Ray's got 'em?

[Bunchy] What're ya doin'
with him, Mick, hmm?

He's family, Bunch.

No, he's not.

He's a fuckin' rat.

Well, Smitty, you're what,
my father's new bitch now?

N-no.

Smitty...
[exhales]

you're a good kid,
and I like you.

But if you do not
get away from my father,

you are gonna end up dead.

Do you understand?

Please, son.

That's not fair.

- [ominous music]
- F-fair?

[laughs, mumbles]

Wait a minute--fair?

♪♪♪

But y-you know what,
you know what, Pop?

You're right.
It's not fair.

[sucks teeth]
But it's math.

Close the door
on your way out.

♪♪♪

[receding footsteps]

♪ dark music ♪

♪♪♪

[latches snap open]

[footsteps]

You okay?

Yeah.

Been listening
to those tapes.

Yeah.

There's something
I think you should hear.

What?

[young Larry]
No, Jim, check this out.

Gary said that she said
she went to the drugstore

and got one a those, um,
uh, pregnancy tests.

[young Jim]
Who got a pregnancy test?

- [Jim] Gary's girlfriend?
- Yeah, what's her face, uh...

[Jim] She bought
a pregnancy test?

- [Larry] Yeah, what's, uh...
- [Jim] Bridget Donovan.

[Larry]
Bridget fuckin' Donovan, yeah.

[Jim]
She's in the family way?

[Larry] Look,
that's what Gary says, Jim.

And you--you know
what I told Gary?

- I said, "That's on her."
- [click]

Did you know
she was pregnant?

♪ melancholy music ♪

♪♪♪

I'm so sorry, Ray.

[quietly]
She shoulda told me.

Hey, no, don't do that.

- I coulda done something.
- You weren't responsible.

You weren't back then,
you're not now.

♪♪♪

I told her--

[voice breaks]
I told her that--

[restrained sob]

♪ melancholy music ♪

♪♪♪

Hey, it's okay.

It's okay.

[exhales]

I'm here, okay?

I'm here.

I want to be here...

around you.

[whispers] And I want you
to stay around me.

I gotta go.

[melancholy music continues]

♪♪♪

I don't really
wanna go today.

Why?

I'm not feelin' so good.

So?

So maybe tonight's
not a good night.

Did ya tell him that
before?

No.

- You're not sick.
- I got cramps.

You don't just cancel
on Jim Sullivan.

[sighs] I'm not his bitch
like you, Ray.

I can do whatever
the fuck I want.

Yeah?

Get outta the fucking car,
Bridge.

Go to work.

Right.

♪ heavy music ♪

♪♪♪

[gulls crying,
background chatter]

[woman] Taxi.
Over here!

Taxi!

[indistinct chatter]

Look, Jews.

Yeah.

Hmm.

- Here, read this.
- What? It's Hebrew.

No, no, right here.

- Oh.
- That's the t'Shuvah.

That's Hebrew.
Repentance.

Catholics...see, we sin,

and we can go to some prick
who's a worse sinner than us.

But he tells us, you know,

four "Our Fathers,"
eight "Hail Marys"

and that's it, it's done.

We can do that
every day a the week,

but Jews...they, uh,

they only get one chance a year
of forgiveness.

And they don't fuck around
with the middlemen.

They go direct to God.
They say their worst sin

direct to Him, hoping He'll
give 'em a fuckin' break.

Yeah?

Yeah.

So do it.

- Do what?
- Say your biggest sin to God.

If He forgives ya--

and he knows
all the shit you did--

after that,
Bridge is a piece a cake.

You'll feel better.

Um, God...

please forgive me.

[sighs]

I was weak and I
betrayed my family.

Whoa.

Well, that's--that's--

That was good.

That's it?

Yeah, you're forgiven.

And, uh, your name
is written in the...

in the Book a Life
or some fuckin' thing.

Ha.
Great.

[phone rings]

[ringing]

- Hey, Bridget?
- [Bridget] Where are you?

Oh, I'm--
I'm with Mickey.

Can you please come home?
We need to talk.

Yeah, I, uh--I--Absolutely.

I can, uh, I-I'll--
I'll be right there.

Good.

I think it worked!

Where you goin'?

I'm goin' home.

I'm goin' home, man.

God...

You know me.

You know...

my heart, God.

Please forgive me.

I done [stammers] bad things,
many bad things.

Adultery.

I sold drugs, pimped.

Stole.

I killed people.

Uh...

Please forgive me.

I'm sorry if I offended Thee.

Amen.

[phone rings]

Oh...

[ringing]

- [beep]
- Frankie Lee?

[Frankie Lee] The original
deal fell through.

Shit!

But I got you a new one.

- A new one?
- A tit for $25 million.

$25, huh?

It's less, but it's real.

You wanna meet today?

What time?

Sunset Diner, corner of
Meeker and Monitor,

five o'clock.

Make it five-thirty.

Ya all right?

[soft Italian speech on TV]

Ya wanna tell me
what happened?

[softly]
No?

[Italian speech continues]

You know when I first
found out about you?

When Terry told me
you even...existed?

I didn't say nothin'
for like a minute.

And Terry thought...

I was all upset.

He said, "Bunch, you don't
ever have to see him."

Ya know what I said?

I said, "Not see him?"

[scoffs]

"He's my baby brother,
Ter."

"No matter what...

he's always gonna be
my baby brother."

♪ somber music ♪

♪♪♪

[phone rings]

[ringing]

[ringing]

[beep]

Yeah.

- Been worried about you, Ray.
- Yeah?

Why's that?

Well, I haven't heard
from you is all.

You got the papers?

- Yeah.
- Ha.

You gonna bring 'em to me?

No.

Uh...

Come to my office.
I got 'em there.

[phone beeps]

[Jim grunting]

♪ heavy music ♪

♪♪♪

[line ringing]

[phone rings]

- [beep]
- [whispers] Oh, God.

- Ray.
- I heard what you said to me.

About us.

I wish it were possible,
Molly.

You wish what were
possible?

To stay around you.

But it's not.

- Where are you?
- Doesn't matter.

No, it does matter.

[emotional]
Ray...

it was my father,
wasn't it?

- Good-bye, Molly.
- [phone beeps]

[phone beeps]

[background chatter,
music playing]

♪ I think you better ♪

♪ You better go home, girl ♪

♪ You better go home,
yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I think you better...♪

[Arty] Tired of making
goddamn excuses.

- It's all he does!
- [Mark, indistinct]

♪ Better go home now ♪

Uh, ya owe me
for babysitting.

♪ Better go home ♪

Sorry to bother you here,
Mr. Sullivan.

It's just that we got
rent comin' up.

[music continues
in background]

Okay--[clears throat]
Give us a minute, boys.

♪♪♪

What are ya...what are ya
doin' here, Bridget?

♪♪♪

The fuck am I supposed to
do with that?

Okay.
[exhales]

Okay, okay.

What's that for?

You know damn well
what that's for.

♪ quiet music ♪

♪♪♪

[can clicking]

♪♪♪

[recording] Welcome
to the world-famous

Empire State Building.

Please proceed
to the elevators on your right

to go to the observatory.

Welcome to the world-famous
Empire State Building.

Please proceed...

[animal calling]

[line ringing]

[ringing]

- [click]
- Dad?

Dad, are you there?

[click, dial tone]

♪ uneasy music ♪

♪♪♪

[trigger cocks]

You gonna shoot me, Mick?

Don't turn around.

Put the valise down.

Fuck you.

Put the valise
on the floor, Ray.

It always comes down to money,
doesn't it?

I'm not gonna
tell ya again, Ray.

This that legacy
you were talkin' about?

Huh?

You don't understand,
huh?

I did this all for you.

[laughs softly]

[quietly]
Yeah.

Did you know Bridget
was pregnant

when she killed herself?

What?

Yeah.

You know Jim Sullivan
was the father?

Fuck.

[Ray] Every one
of your children, Mick...

left alone to be preyed on
by wild fucking animals.

And for what?
Huh?

So you go down to E street
and get your dick sucked.

So you'd have your freedom.

And you thought this was
gonna make it better, huh?

Money.

♪ heavy music ♪

Take it.

It's fuckin' poison.

No one wants it.

No one wants you
or your fuckin' money, Mick.

[Italian speech on TV]

[phone rings]

[ringing]

Yeah?

- Mick took the stocks.
- How?

Doesn't matter.

I put a tracker
in the briefcase.

Follow it--don't let him
outta your sight.

[beep]

Ray wants us
to follow the briefcase.

You comin'?

[light laugh]

[softly]
Auspicious.

[whispers]
What?

I saw a robin outside
the window this morning.

Okay.

Mickey said that
that's auspicious.

[laughing]

Hey, listen, um...

Mickey's got somethin'
that's big

that could make everybody
really rich.

W--

What? No.

Yeah, we could all
make so much money,

we could do
whatever we wanted.

[stammers]
Just f-forget about the money.

Let's just--let's-
let's go somewhere.

Where you wanna go?

I wanna go back to Los Angeles.

I wanna go home.

Will you...
will you do that?

Will you go there
with me?

[whispers]
Yeah.

[normal voice]
Of course.

I'll go anywhere with you.

[door opens]

The NA meeting's
two doors down.

Who's buying
the Sullivan stock?

I'm sorry.
Do I know you?

Who's your contact
for the Sullivan stock?

Look,
I don't know who you are,

- or what you want--
- I'm sorry, I--

Let me introduce myself.
I'm Declan Sullivan.

[inhales] Yeah,
you recognize the name?

I'm here to find the man
who stole from my father.

Are we clear?

♪ dark music ♪

♪♪♪

♪ dark music ♪

♪♪♪

[grunts]

[wind whistling]

♪ soft music ♪

[door opens]

This the best you could do?

Tequila warehouse
in Greenpoint?

[breathing hard]

You want, Ray, I got a lotta
space I could give ya.

I like it here.

You get the papers?

Well done.

Well done, Ray.
Well fuckin' done.

Ha ha.

We gotta...

we gotta go out.

We gotta go out, uh,
celebrate.

Over to Luger's.

Sure.

Well...

you gonna--you gonna
give 'em to me or not?

The papers.

You read that review
in "The Times" about Luger's?

I mean, Jesus Christ,

how do you give the best
steakhouse in the country

zero stars?

How they--how they--
I mean, that elitist fuck.

What does a--what does a guy
like that know

[laughs] about steak,
you know?

I mean, maybe, uh,
truffle-coated cockroach balls

or some shit like that
but, uh, not steak.

The only problem with, uh,

the only problem with--
with Luger's

is gettin' a reservation,
you know?

Ha.

I kn-I know--but I know a guy.

A teamster.

What the fuck is that for?

What'd you do
to my sister, Jim?

What?

I-I don't know what the fuck
you're talkin' about.

♪ ominous music ♪

Come on.

Gimme the gun.

Kid, gimme the gun.

[whispers]
What'd you do to her?

Look, Ray,

- back--
- [gunshot]

♪ ominous bass notes ♪

♪♪♪

♪ uneasy music ♪

♪♪♪

[background chatter]

[clattering in kitchen]

Things are workin' out,
huh?

[chuckles]

So you found Ray?

Yeah.

And he just
gave it to you?

Pffft.

Well...

well, you got it.

That's what's important.

Hey.

What's goin' on?

Nothing comes
without a price.

Nothing.

But I was
brought back to life

to bring my family
back to life.

There it is.
Let's go.

So what do you got?

Ah, there it is.

Yeah, ha ha, yeah.

That's...good.

Now yours.

Ya look familiar.

[Mick] Do I know you?

[continuing indistinctly]

[Mickey] Let's just exchange
the fuckin' valises

and get the fuck outta here.
Come on.

Kevin.

Hand that stuff over.

Fuck you, Declan!

♪ suspenseful music ♪

Hand it the fuck over!

- [gunshot]
- [commotion]

- [gunshots]
- [people screaming]

[people shouting]

♪♪♪

[engine turns]

[tires screech]

You did this.

You.

Daryll!

[car doors close]

[tires screech]

[gasping, gagging]

[ominous music
changes to mellow guitar]

♪♪♪

- ♪ When you walk ♪
- [Smitty gasping]

♪ Through a storm ♪

- ♪ Hold your head ♪
- [gasping]

- ♪ Up high ♪
- [silence]

♪ And don't ♪

♪ Be afraid ♪

♪ Of the dark ♪

♪♪♪

[beep]

♪ At the end ♪

♪ Of the storm ♪

♪ Is a golden sky ♪

♪ And the sweet ♪

♪ Silver song ♪

♪ Of a lark ♪

♪♪♪

♪ Walk on ♪

♪ Through the wind ♪

♪ Walk on ♪

♪ Through the rain ♪

♪ Though your dreams ♪

♪ Be tossed ♪

♪ And blown ♪

♪ Walk on,
walk on ♪

♪ Walk on, walk on ♪

♪ With hope in your heart ♪

♪ And you'll never ♪

♪ Walk ♪

♪ Alone ♪

♪ You will ♪

♪ Never ♪

♪ Ever walk ♪

♪ A ♪

♪ A-ah-lone ♪

♪♪♪

[animal calling]

[crickets chirping]

♪ soft, unsettling music ♪

♪♪♪