Ray Donovan
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Abby: You're going to talk to a hooker on our anniversary?
Ray: Yeah.
Maureen, you are beautiful, and you're smart. So, forgive my confusion it comes to today. This one over there, he did 20 years. That one there is some sort of Hollywood scumbag.
Todd
Detective: I said take a fucking walk.
Mickey: That's not the way two assholes should talk to each other.
Mickey: What are you asking me to do here?
Detective: My problem is your problem is Ray's problem. Lord knows, Ray has enough on his plate as it is.
Rob: Who the fuck are you?
Lena: Nobody.
Ray: I, uh, I passed. Seventy-three.
Therapist: Good.
Ray: Can I go?
Therapist: The night you were arrested. Is that the day your wife died?
[Ray nods.]
Therapist: Did your brother say something to you insensitive?
Ray: No.
Therapist: Then maybe you can explain to me why you attacked him.
Ray: A misunderstanding.
Therapist: Just a misunderstanding. Nothing else?
Ray: Yeah.
Therapist: This type of counseling doesn't work for everybody, but you already know that, right?
Ray: No, I just...
Therapist: It doesn't work because most people don't have a reason to make it work. You know, you're not a nineteen-year-old punk with a drug problem. You have a home. A family. Some success. You have kids that need you more than ever. You didn't beat your own brother repeatedly and trash your own restaurant over a misunderstanding.
Terry: Tell my wife I want to speak to her.
Todd: She's not going to want to...
Terry: Now, you fucking prick!
Ray: You could go anywhere in the world. Where do you go?
Abby: I dunno.
Ray: Italy? India? What?
Back in time.
Abby: I gotta make it to Christmas.
Ray: Fuck. What do you mean you gotta make it to Christmas?
Abby: Yeah, for the kids. I don't want to ruin it for them forever.
Ray: How long?
Doctor: Well, as I said, it's not precise.
Ray: Three? Six? What?
Doctor: In that range.
Ray: Yeah, and then what after that?
Doctor: Well, there's a palliative of care.
Ray: Morphine.
Doctor: Hmm.
Ray: Yeah.
Doctor: Among other things.
Ray: You gotta do something. You gotta save her.
Doctor: I'm sorry, Mr. Donovan.
Ray: She's all I got, you know?
Here's to you and me and the beautiful mess we made.
Abby
Ray: He wants two million dollars and your husband's Oscar.
Sam: I hope you're joking!
Ray: That's what he said.
Sam: I'll pay him the money, but no Oscar.
Ray: That could be a problem.
