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Ray-donovan

Ed: What the fuck you lookin' at?
Ray: Your mom.

Ed: I really couldn't give a shit about you potato-eatin', river-dancin' mother fuckers.
Mickey: Aoh.

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Mickey: It wasn't always bad, Ray.
Ray: Wasn't that the summer you started fuckin' Claudette?
Mickey: That's why you was born, Ray, to be my fuckin' judge. That's always been your job.

He was my son. That was El Negro. This is El Blanco.

Mickey

Lena: You're a good singer. I've seen you perform.
Girl: You watch the show?
Lena: Oh yeah, I love it. And I think you've got a real shot, too. But if you don't follow the story I'm about to tell you, we're gonna shoot you again.

Listen to me. Do yourself a favor. Have your press conference. Tell your story. Enjoy your moment. America's Most Wanted is dead. You're a hero. God bless America.

Ray: I brought Sully out here to kill my father. Paid him $2 million to do it.
Frank: Jesus fuckin' Christ Ray.
Ray: Will you shut the fuck up?
Cochran: Well, ha, that didn't turn out so well now, did it? Either of you two guys want to tell me who in the fuck shot Sully?
Ray: My father.

Ray: I'm Ray Donovan.
Cochran: Oh I know who you are. You're a bag man for movie stars. You're also an extortionist, wire-tapper; well, basically you're an all around piece of shit.

Ray: What are you screaming for?
Avi: Because it f*ckin' hurts!

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