Ray Donovan Quotes
If Ginger goes, we lose the girls. If we lose the girls, Mrs. Minassian's grandchildren will break our fuckin' hands.Mickey
Paige: Money is a kind of poetry. You know the poet Wallace Stevens?
Ray: Missed that one.
Paige: He was two things. Vice President of the Hartford Insurance Company and one of the 20th Century's greatest poets. That's my favorite line of his, money is a kind of poetry.
Ray: It doesn't rhyme.
Terry: They were gonna rip you off.
Bunchy: What do you know about it?
Terry: I know what I saw.
Bunchy: You know, we don't all have to spend our life fuckin' miserable.
Ray: I'll give you the phone for a piece of your NFL deal.
Paige: How much?
Ray: Five percent.
Paige: What if I told you you're insane?
Ray: You don't get a football team.
Paige: Two point five.
Ray: You get the phone when I see something in writing.
Paige: You need that? [she smirks] You don't trust me? Hmmm? [ they kiss] I wonder if you're out past your depth.
Ray: I'll manage.
Paige: I tried to hard for my father's approval, and he preferred feeling needed over feeling proud.
Ray: Maybe you should have just kidnapped yourself.
The bar's called Kelly's Place. You're a fuckin' Donovan.Abby's Dad
Abby: Hey dad.
Dad: You look like you're mother.
Abby: Yeah, I know.
Dad: It's hard on the eyes.
Paige: [on the couch in pain] God, I got these f--king braces 'cause I thought they'd help the headaches, but they only make it worse. There's a surgery, but I just haven't had any time. You do know why my dad hired you, right?
Paige: Because he doesn't want to face the f--king things he's done.
Hooker: What was Frances like?
Terry: She was nothing like you.
Hooker: I bet she couldn't suck dick like I could. [Terry shoves her aside and storms out]
Mickey: Jesus, kid, what happened in there? She swallow it whole?
Bridget: I think I deserve a modicum of leeway.
Mr. Donellen: Bridget...
Bridget: I'm having a hard time, and I'm sorry if it's affecting my calculus, but I just transferred in, my parents are at each others throats and my boyfriend was murdered.
Mr. Donellen: I'm sorry.
Bridget: I shouldn't have told you that. [leaves]
Coffee Guy: I have a medium Americano for Bridget!
Ray: Get your ass home, Abby.
Abby: You get your ass home, you f--kin' hypocrite.
We're talking about selling yet another American institution to a foreign company. I need a little more time.Finney