Ray Donovan
Sundays 9:00 PM on ShowtimeRay Donovan Season 3 Quotes
Father Romero: You're not listening to me! I have everything you need.
Ray: Yeah? What do I need?
Father Romero: Forgiveness. I want to forgive you. Admit what you did. Come with me, right now, to the chapel, and confess. Accept God, and you and I will forget everything that came before this.
Ray: Forgive me father, for I have sinned. It's, uh, been 36 years since my last confession. I uh... [bolts from the confessional].
Father Romero: Wait, Ray! Don't Go! Prison will not help you, or your brother, only God will.
Ray: You got nothin'.
Father Romero: You believe, Ray, I know you do. You would not have hesitated at the door of a confessional if you didn't. Don't walk away from this. Repent! Repent now or face excommunication!
Ray: What?!
Father Romero: Repent now or face excommunication.
Ray: I'm the sinner? You hide and protect these men who should be fuckin' dead and I'm the fuckin' sinner?!
Father Romero: I know you feel hate:
Ray: Fuck You!
Father Romero: I know how badly he hurt you, and I know how much you loved him! [Ray beats the crap out of him]
Ray: I don't want a new boss.
Abby: You don't?
Ray: Look, Abs, ahhh...I've been trying to make a few changes. Make a better life for us.
Abby: What do you mean?
Ray: I sold my business.
Abby: What? Why? Who did you sell it to?
Ray: I'll tell you about it later. Listen, I want you to go to Barney's today and I want you to buy the best dress you can find. You're going to meet the governer tonight.
Abby: How do you know the fuckin' governor?
Ray: Don't worry about it. I told you, I'm making some fuckin' changes.
Teresa: I told you, I go where my people go.
Bunchy: Maybe I'm your people.
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: Three.
Paige: OK.
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?
Ray: No.
Paige: Because he doesn't want to face the f--king things he's done.
