Terry: Raymond, it's Terry.
Ray: What the fuck, Terry?
Terry: I fucked up. I went somewhere I shouldn't have gone. A whore house.

Therapist: So, you want to tell me what happened?
Ray: It's on the file, right?
Therapist: In your words.
Ray: I got in a fight.
Therapist: I see that.

Mickey: I got the Boutin airs.
Ray: I told you not to bring the fucking dog in here, Mick.
Mickey: Picked them slowly too.

Manager: What you doing, Mick?
Mickey: Writing a screenplay. It's going to be a killer.
Manager: Writing? I didn't even know you could read.
Mickey: And I didn't know gas stations sold women's clothes.

Manager: You got a B in your health inspection.
Ray: Uh.
Manager: That manager you got, he's serving people sandwiches on moldy bread. You gotta dump him.
Ray: Abby hired him.

I can’t trust the feds. I got no one else but family.

I thought you said you had taken care of everything.


My life is based on lies. Lies that you make me tell.


Frank: Set up a meeting. Unless you want to go to prison.
Ray: Fuck you.

You go to prison for life. I get five years.

Bridget: To do what?
Conor: Help him.
Bridget: Grow up.
Conor: F*ck you.

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Hector: Thank you, for everything.
Ray: You’re going to throw the Whittaker fight.
Hector: What the fuck you talking about?

Ray Donovan Quotes

Mickey: I got a good one for ya.
Bunchy: Dad, don't.
Stan: It's alright.
Mickey: What's the difference between acne and a priest? Acne waits until a boy's 14 to come on his face.

Who lives in Calabasas anyway? Sinbad, Howie Mandel? Jesus Ray.