Ray Donovan s07e06 Episode Script
Inside Guy
1 [RAY.]
Previously, on Ray Donovan [DARK MUSIC.]
[GUNSHOTS.]
- [MAN.]
I'll fucking kill you.
- [SANDY GAGGING.]
I'll fuck [MOANS.]
Uhh! [GUNSHOT.]
[THUD.]
[DARK MUSIC.]
Look familiar? [DARK MUSIC CONTINUES.]
Put the money in the plastic bag.
[ADAM.]
Ohh! Stop! - [SMITTY GRUNTING.]
- Aah! Oh! Smitty [DARK MUSIC CONTINUES.]
- [ELECTRIC BUZZING.]
- Aah! Pop, come on.
Aah! [ALL SCREAMING.]
[DARK MUSIC BUILDS.]
[INSECTS CHIRPING.]
[DOG BARKS DISTANTLY.]
[WHEELS RATTLING.]
[UNEASY MUSIC.]
[SANDY.]
This is it.
[MICKEY.]
Someone's comin'.
[SANDY.]
The rate he's movin', he won't be here for another week.
[DOOR CLOSES.]
[LAUGHING.]
[SNORTS.]
Check it out.
[CHUCKLING.]
[CHUCKLING SOFTLY.]
[WOLF WHISTLES.]
"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? [CHUCKLING.]
[MICKEY.]
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.
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS.]
[MOLLY MOANS.]
- [THUD.]
- [MOLLY GRUNTS.]
[MOLLY GROANS.]
- [BRIDGET SQUEALS.]
Fuck off! - [MOLLY.]
Oh [BRIDGET.]
Oh, Dad! [EXHALES.]
Who are you? I-I'm Molly.
You just scared the shit outta me, Molly.
- Can you give us a minute? - Yeah, of course.
[SIGHS.]
[RAY, MUFFLED.]
What are you doin' here? - [BRIDGET SNIFFLES.]
- [RAY.]
What's wrong? - [EXHALES.]
- What? When you h-had affairs, what did you do to make it better? [CRIES SOFTLY.]
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? [SIGHS.]
Sweetheart, I think that's somethin' you gotta do.
[SOFT MUSIC.]
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS.]
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.
- [GIGGLES.]
- Wow, uh [AHEM.]
Ray.
- I really need to talk to ya.
- All right.
'Scuse me.
Sorry.
Shouldn't take long.
[WHEELS RUMBLING.]
What's goin' on, Bunch? The kid I shot.
[BUNCHY CONTINUES MUFFLED.]
If I were you I, uh, I wouldn't touch our family with a ten-foot pole.
[BUNCHY CONTINUES, MUFFLED.]
Thanks.
[DOOR CLICKS SHUT.]
- 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.
[SIGHS.]
[DOOR RUMBLES OPEN.]
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.
[MURMURS UNDER BREATH.]
And what about your brother? [INHALES.]
He's all bent outta shape 'cause he shot some kid who was robbin' the store he works in.
[SMALL EXHALE.]
And you're the one in therapy.
[CHUCKLES.]
[SOFTLY.]
Yeah.
I-I thought you went back to Boston.
Somethin' came up.
[MOLLY.]
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.
[GROANS.]
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.
- [UNEASY MUSIC.]
- 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? [UNEASY MUSIC.]
[CHUCKLES.]
Thanks for the drink.
[ELEVATOR DOORS OPEN, CLOSE.]
What the fuck is going on? You know, I've always liked Ray.
He's a good worker.
Creative with violence.
[MICKEY.]
See that address? Four-oh-four.
Five six.
Those numbers mean anything to you? - [SANDY.]
Not me.
- [DARYLL.]
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.
[DOG BARKS DISTANTLY.]
I'll be right back.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[UNEASY MUSIC.]
[PHONE THUNKS DOWN.]
[INHALES, EXHALES.]
[BUNCHY.]
Hey, Ray.
[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? - [SCOFFS.]
Jesus.
- I mean, I I put on a suit and everything.
- Where'd you get that? - What do you mean? [PHONE CHIMES.]
Come on.
I gotta get outta here.
All right.
- You look good.
- Yeah? Nice suit.
[SMALL LAUGH.]
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.
[INHALES, EXHALES.]
Sure, Bunch.
Thank you.
I-I'll work it off super fast.
[AHEM.]
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? [SIGHS.]
I wanna make sure Mick got on that plane.
[TAPES CLATTERING SOFTLY.]
They're all dated.
They're all dated nice and neat.
Ha ha.
[SUCKS TEETH.]
You're awfully quiet back there.
[MICKEY.]
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.
[SOFTLY.]
Don't worry.
Things are gonna go good.
You'll see.
We got the goods.
We got the goods here.
[MURMURS.]
Yeah.
[DOG BARKS.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Hello? Ronny? [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[DARK, UNEASY MUSIC.]
[LINE RINGING.]
- [PHONE RINGS.]
- 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 [PHONE BEEPS.]
[CLICK.]
- [PHONE RINGS.]
- Fuck you.
I'll You know what, I'll fuck your eye sockets till that senile brain drips out - your motherfuckin' ears.
- [RINGING.]
[INHALES.]
- [EXHALES.]
- [RINGING.]
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.
[TERRY.]
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'? [TERRY.]
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.
[SMITTY.]
What do I do, Terry? I thought that, you know, she loved me.
Di didn't you think that she loved me? - [PHONE RINGS.]
- Sh - Where's where's my phone? - [RINGING.]
[RINGING.]
I didn't think she'd cheat.
[RINGING.]
- [MICKEY.]
Everybody cheats.
- [PHONE BEEPS.]
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.
- [UNDER BREATH.]
Jesus Christ.
- [PHONE BEEPS.]
[CLICK.]
Ah all right, big poppy.
- You're drivin'.
- So you think that you're [LINE RINGS.]
[SIGHS.]
[DARYLL.]
Yo, yo! This is Double D, Daryll Donovan, Mr.
lucky producer.
- Busy motherfuck - [WHISPERS.]
Oh, fu [PHONE BEEPS.]
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.
[SIGHS.]
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.
[LIGHT CLATTERING, LIQUID POURS.]
[OBJECT THUNKS DOWN.]
Here you are, Sandy.
Aw, thanks.
- [PHONE RINGS.]
- Fuck! Yo, Ray keeps callin' me.
[RINGING.]
Turn your phone off.
[RINGING.]
Fuck, Ray! [GROANS.]
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.
[CHUCKLING.]
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.
- [MICKEY.]
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.
[MICKEY, SOFTLY.]
Yeah.
The money from that heist shoulda gone to you kids.
And now I'm gonna get it for ya.
[UNSETTLING MUSIC.]
Sandy! And this is where we had our wedding night.
Jesus Christ.
Stop fuckin' moanin'.
- [CANE THUDDING.]
- Just go and check if the car's out back.
Smitty! What are ya doin'? Check the garage, ya dumb fuck! Yeah, I [STAMMERING.]
I I got it.
[CLICK, BEEP.]
[FEMALE VOICE.]
You are sixty days behind on your water and sewer bill.
- Hey there's no car out there.
- [BEEP.]
[CHAD.]
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.
[CLICK.]
[PHONE RINGS.]
- [BEEP.]
- Yeah.
[BUNCHY.]
Mick never got on the plane.
Thanks, Bunch.
What should I do now? I'll call you when I need you.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[DOOR BANGS OPEN.]
[DOG BARKS DISTANTLY.]
[TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES.]
[WOMAN.]
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.
[PHONE RINGS.]
- Yeah, Ter.
- I found her.
Rose Beach.
Someplace called Dusty Bottoms.
Sandy left her credit card there.
Fuckin' idiot.
[TIRES SCREECH.]
[DOOR THUDS CLOSED.]
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.
[BEEP, LINE RINGS.]
[PHONE RINGS.]
[BEEP.]
Yo.
[SIGHS.]
I need you to meet me.
[TERRY.]
Why? I need a car.
Ray Donovan's workin' for you? Ray did this on his own.
He's got a thing for Molly.
[COUGHS.]
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.
[SMALL LAUGH.]
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.
[HEAVY MUSIC.]
[TIRES SCREECHING.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[WHISPERS.]
Fuck! [PHONE RINGS.]
You gonna answer that? [HUFFS.]
No.
- Talk to your wife.
- [RINGING.]
[BEEP.]
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 [STAMMERING.]
I-I I want those charges back, okay? You have no right to undo any of the things that I do, okay? - [CLICK.]
- [HUFFS.]
[EXHALES.]
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.
[SIREN WHOOPING.]
[SMITTY EXHALES.]
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.
- [CUFFS CLINKING.]
Turn around, put your hands behind your back, Mr.
Smith.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[TERRY GRUNTS.]
Hey Ow! Watch your head.
[HEAVY MUSIC.]
[BRAKES SQUEALING INTERMITTENTLY.]
[DANCE MUSIC OVER SPEAKERS.]
- [OVERLAPPING CHATTER.]
- [PERSON WOLF WHISTLES.]
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? [LOUD DANCE MUSIC.]
[WHOOPING, CHEERING.]
[EMCEE.]
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.
[CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY.]
[MAN.]
Hey! [EMCEE.]
Keep it movin', boys.
Keep it movin'! [THUMPING DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES.]
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? [SOFT CHUCKLE.]
Yeah.
[THUMPING DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES.]
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.
[SNAPS.]
Went right like that.
Survival of the fittest, huh? [SOMBER MUSIC.]
Want a stick? Suit yourself.
Your wife's dead grandfather he capable of killing three cops all by himself? [SMITTY.]
Mickey? [SCOFFS.]
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.
[DISTANT BOAT HORN BLOWS.]
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.
[JONATHAN AND SINGERS.]
That thing, that thing I like That thing, that thing you do That thing I like Now you got me goin' craz - [CLICK.]
- [MUSIC STOPS.]
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.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
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.
[GUM PAPER RUSTLES.]
[WHOOPING, YELLING.]
[HONKY TONK PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS.]
[EMCEE.]
Whoo-ee! This cowpoke can come ride my bull anytime! Hee-haw! Ha ha ha ha ha! - [EMCEE.]
Mickey? - [MICKEY.]
Hey, baby.
[EMCEE.]
Gimme a hug! So good to see you.
- [MICKEY.]
Good to see you.
- [EMCEE.]
Muah, muah! [MICKEY.]
Muah! - Take care of yourself.
- [MICKEY.]
All right, baby.
- [EMCEE.]
All right - [MICKEY.]
Take care-a that bull.
[EMCEE.]
The man owes me $5.
[CROWD.]
I'm here, I'm queer, and I'm Country! [WHOOPING, CHEERING.]
[THUMPING MUSIC.]
[MUSIC THUMPING DISTANTLY.]
[RAY.]
Oof! [GROANS.]
Ohh [GRUNTS.]
[BREATHING HARD.]
What are you doin', Daryll? You know, fuck you, Ray.
What's goin' on? Y-you know, Ray Ray, you don't get it.
[GRUNTS.]
What don't I get? Why you're following Mick around like some fuckin' trained monkey? [SPITS.]
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! [SHRILL CRY.]
Aah! Ohh Ohh! [DARYLL GROANS.]
- [DARYLL.]
Motherfucker! - Aah uhh [DARYLL GROANING, GRUNTING.]
[DARYLL.]
Motherfucker.
[GRUNTS.]
[GASPING.]
[WHEEZES.]
- [RAY GRUNTS.]
- [DARYLL GASPING.]
When we first met I saw it on your face.
You was thinking, "This nigger " What? Yeah.
[PANTING.]
So I want you to say it to my face.
[HUFFS.]
Say what? You never thought of me as a brother.
[RAY.]
Go fuck yourself, Daryll.
[BOTTLE SCRAPES.]
Uhh! [THUD.]
[DARK, HEAVY MUSIC.]
[DARK MUSIC CONTINUES.]
Previously, on Ray Donovan [DARK MUSIC.]
[GUNSHOTS.]
- [MAN.]
I'll fucking kill you.
- [SANDY GAGGING.]
I'll fuck [MOANS.]
Uhh! [GUNSHOT.]
[THUD.]
[DARK MUSIC.]
Look familiar? [DARK MUSIC CONTINUES.]
Put the money in the plastic bag.
[ADAM.]
Ohh! Stop! - [SMITTY GRUNTING.]
- Aah! Oh! Smitty [DARK MUSIC CONTINUES.]
- [ELECTRIC BUZZING.]
- Aah! Pop, come on.
Aah! [ALL SCREAMING.]
[DARK MUSIC BUILDS.]
[INSECTS CHIRPING.]
[DOG BARKS DISTANTLY.]
[WHEELS RATTLING.]
[UNEASY MUSIC.]
[SANDY.]
This is it.
[MICKEY.]
Someone's comin'.
[SANDY.]
The rate he's movin', he won't be here for another week.
[DOOR CLOSES.]
[LAUGHING.]
[SNORTS.]
Check it out.
[CHUCKLING.]
[CHUCKLING SOFTLY.]
[WOLF WHISTLES.]
"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? [CHUCKLING.]
[MICKEY.]
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.
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS.]
[MOLLY MOANS.]
- [THUD.]
- [MOLLY GRUNTS.]
[MOLLY GROANS.]
- [BRIDGET SQUEALS.]
Fuck off! - [MOLLY.]
Oh [BRIDGET.]
Oh, Dad! [EXHALES.]
Who are you? I-I'm Molly.
You just scared the shit outta me, Molly.
- Can you give us a minute? - Yeah, of course.
[SIGHS.]
[RAY, MUFFLED.]
What are you doin' here? - [BRIDGET SNIFFLES.]
- [RAY.]
What's wrong? - [EXHALES.]
- What? When you h-had affairs, what did you do to make it better? [CRIES SOFTLY.]
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? [SIGHS.]
Sweetheart, I think that's somethin' you gotta do.
[SOFT MUSIC.]
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS.]
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.
- [GIGGLES.]
- Wow, uh [AHEM.]
Ray.
- I really need to talk to ya.
- All right.
'Scuse me.
Sorry.
Shouldn't take long.
[WHEELS RUMBLING.]
What's goin' on, Bunch? The kid I shot.
[BUNCHY CONTINUES MUFFLED.]
If I were you I, uh, I wouldn't touch our family with a ten-foot pole.
[BUNCHY CONTINUES, MUFFLED.]
Thanks.
[DOOR CLICKS SHUT.]
- 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.
[SIGHS.]
[DOOR RUMBLES OPEN.]
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.
[MURMURS UNDER BREATH.]
And what about your brother? [INHALES.]
He's all bent outta shape 'cause he shot some kid who was robbin' the store he works in.
[SMALL EXHALE.]
And you're the one in therapy.
[CHUCKLES.]
[SOFTLY.]
Yeah.
I-I thought you went back to Boston.
Somethin' came up.
[MOLLY.]
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.
[GROANS.]
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.
- [UNEASY MUSIC.]
- 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? [UNEASY MUSIC.]
[CHUCKLES.]
Thanks for the drink.
[ELEVATOR DOORS OPEN, CLOSE.]
What the fuck is going on? You know, I've always liked Ray.
He's a good worker.
Creative with violence.
[MICKEY.]
See that address? Four-oh-four.
Five six.
Those numbers mean anything to you? - [SANDY.]
Not me.
- [DARYLL.]
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.
[DOG BARKS DISTANTLY.]
I'll be right back.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[UNEASY MUSIC.]
[PHONE THUNKS DOWN.]
[INHALES, EXHALES.]
[BUNCHY.]
Hey, Ray.
[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? - [SCOFFS.]
Jesus.
- I mean, I I put on a suit and everything.
- Where'd you get that? - What do you mean? [PHONE CHIMES.]
Come on.
I gotta get outta here.
All right.
- You look good.
- Yeah? Nice suit.
[SMALL LAUGH.]
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.
[INHALES, EXHALES.]
Sure, Bunch.
Thank you.
I-I'll work it off super fast.
[AHEM.]
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? [SIGHS.]
I wanna make sure Mick got on that plane.
[TAPES CLATTERING SOFTLY.]
They're all dated.
They're all dated nice and neat.
Ha ha.
[SUCKS TEETH.]
You're awfully quiet back there.
[MICKEY.]
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.
[SOFTLY.]
Don't worry.
Things are gonna go good.
You'll see.
We got the goods.
We got the goods here.
[MURMURS.]
Yeah.
[DOG BARKS.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
Hello? Ronny? [SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[DARK, UNEASY MUSIC.]
[LINE RINGING.]
- [PHONE RINGS.]
- 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 [PHONE BEEPS.]
[CLICK.]
- [PHONE RINGS.]
- Fuck you.
I'll You know what, I'll fuck your eye sockets till that senile brain drips out - your motherfuckin' ears.
- [RINGING.]
[INHALES.]
- [EXHALES.]
- [RINGING.]
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.
[TERRY.]
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'? [TERRY.]
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.
[SMITTY.]
What do I do, Terry? I thought that, you know, she loved me.
Di didn't you think that she loved me? - [PHONE RINGS.]
- Sh - Where's where's my phone? - [RINGING.]
[RINGING.]
I didn't think she'd cheat.
[RINGING.]
- [MICKEY.]
Everybody cheats.
- [PHONE BEEPS.]
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.
- [UNDER BREATH.]
Jesus Christ.
- [PHONE BEEPS.]
[CLICK.]
Ah all right, big poppy.
- You're drivin'.
- So you think that you're [LINE RINGS.]
[SIGHS.]
[DARYLL.]
Yo, yo! This is Double D, Daryll Donovan, Mr.
lucky producer.
- Busy motherfuck - [WHISPERS.]
Oh, fu [PHONE BEEPS.]
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.
[SIGHS.]
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.
[LIGHT CLATTERING, LIQUID POURS.]
[OBJECT THUNKS DOWN.]
Here you are, Sandy.
Aw, thanks.
- [PHONE RINGS.]
- Fuck! Yo, Ray keeps callin' me.
[RINGING.]
Turn your phone off.
[RINGING.]
Fuck, Ray! [GROANS.]
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.
[CHUCKLING.]
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.
- [MICKEY.]
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.
[MICKEY, SOFTLY.]
Yeah.
The money from that heist shoulda gone to you kids.
And now I'm gonna get it for ya.
[UNSETTLING MUSIC.]
Sandy! And this is where we had our wedding night.
Jesus Christ.
Stop fuckin' moanin'.
- [CANE THUDDING.]
- Just go and check if the car's out back.
Smitty! What are ya doin'? Check the garage, ya dumb fuck! Yeah, I [STAMMERING.]
I I got it.
[CLICK, BEEP.]
[FEMALE VOICE.]
You are sixty days behind on your water and sewer bill.
- Hey there's no car out there.
- [BEEP.]
[CHAD.]
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.
[CLICK.]
[PHONE RINGS.]
- [BEEP.]
- Yeah.
[BUNCHY.]
Mick never got on the plane.
Thanks, Bunch.
What should I do now? I'll call you when I need you.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[DOOR BANGS OPEN.]
[DOG BARKS DISTANTLY.]
[TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES.]
[WOMAN.]
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.
[PHONE RINGS.]
- Yeah, Ter.
- I found her.
Rose Beach.
Someplace called Dusty Bottoms.
Sandy left her credit card there.
Fuckin' idiot.
[TIRES SCREECH.]
[DOOR THUDS CLOSED.]
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.
[BEEP, LINE RINGS.]
[PHONE RINGS.]
[BEEP.]
Yo.
[SIGHS.]
I need you to meet me.
[TERRY.]
Why? I need a car.
Ray Donovan's workin' for you? Ray did this on his own.
He's got a thing for Molly.
[COUGHS.]
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.
[SMALL LAUGH.]
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.
[HEAVY MUSIC.]
[TIRES SCREECHING.]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
[WHISPERS.]
Fuck! [PHONE RINGS.]
You gonna answer that? [HUFFS.]
No.
- Talk to your wife.
- [RINGING.]
[BEEP.]
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 [STAMMERING.]
I-I I want those charges back, okay? You have no right to undo any of the things that I do, okay? - [CLICK.]
- [HUFFS.]
[EXHALES.]
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.
[SIREN WHOOPING.]
[SMITTY EXHALES.]
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.
- [CUFFS CLINKING.]
Turn around, put your hands behind your back, Mr.
Smith.
[TENSE MUSIC.]
[TERRY GRUNTS.]
Hey Ow! Watch your head.
[HEAVY MUSIC.]
[BRAKES SQUEALING INTERMITTENTLY.]
[DANCE MUSIC OVER SPEAKERS.]
- [OVERLAPPING CHATTER.]
- [PERSON WOLF WHISTLES.]
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? [LOUD DANCE MUSIC.]
[WHOOPING, CHEERING.]
[EMCEE.]
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.
[CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY.]
[MAN.]
Hey! [EMCEE.]
Keep it movin', boys.
Keep it movin'! [THUMPING DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES.]
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? [SOFT CHUCKLE.]
Yeah.
[THUMPING DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES.]
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.
[SNAPS.]
Went right like that.
Survival of the fittest, huh? [SOMBER MUSIC.]
Want a stick? Suit yourself.
Your wife's dead grandfather he capable of killing three cops all by himself? [SMITTY.]
Mickey? [SCOFFS.]
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.
[DISTANT BOAT HORN BLOWS.]
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.
[JONATHAN AND SINGERS.]
That thing, that thing I like That thing, that thing you do That thing I like Now you got me goin' craz - [CLICK.]
- [MUSIC STOPS.]
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.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC.]
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.
[GUM PAPER RUSTLES.]
[WHOOPING, YELLING.]
[HONKY TONK PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS.]
[EMCEE.]
Whoo-ee! This cowpoke can come ride my bull anytime! Hee-haw! Ha ha ha ha ha! - [EMCEE.]
Mickey? - [MICKEY.]
Hey, baby.
[EMCEE.]
Gimme a hug! So good to see you.
- [MICKEY.]
Good to see you.
- [EMCEE.]
Muah, muah! [MICKEY.]
Muah! - Take care of yourself.
- [MICKEY.]
All right, baby.
- [EMCEE.]
All right - [MICKEY.]
Take care-a that bull.
[EMCEE.]
The man owes me $5.
[CROWD.]
I'm here, I'm queer, and I'm Country! [WHOOPING, CHEERING.]
[THUMPING MUSIC.]
[MUSIC THUMPING DISTANTLY.]
[RAY.]
Oof! [GROANS.]
Ohh [GRUNTS.]
[BREATHING HARD.]
What are you doin', Daryll? You know, fuck you, Ray.
What's goin' on? Y-you know, Ray Ray, you don't get it.
[GRUNTS.]
What don't I get? Why you're following Mick around like some fuckin' trained monkey? [SPITS.]
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! [SHRILL CRY.]
Aah! Ohh Ohh! [DARYLL GROANS.]
- [DARYLL.]
Motherfucker! - Aah uhh [DARYLL GROANING, GRUNTING.]
[DARYLL.]
Motherfucker.
[GRUNTS.]
[GASPING.]
[WHEEZES.]
- [RAY GRUNTS.]
- [DARYLL GASPING.]
When we first met I saw it on your face.
You was thinking, "This nigger " What? Yeah.
[PANTING.]
So I want you to say it to my face.
[HUFFS.]
Say what? You never thought of me as a brother.
[RAY.]
Go fuck yourself, Daryll.
[BOTTLE SCRAPES.]
Uhh! [THUD.]
[DARK, HEAVY MUSIC.]
[DARK MUSIC CONTINUES.]