Ray Donovan

It's a different world out there, Mickey.

Hey, Mick.

Good luck.

How does it feel, you cocksucker?

You like it?

Goddamn it. Fucking neighbours with their music.

Go back to sleep.

Think they put up with this shit in Beverly Hills?

Freaking moving, Ray.

- Yeah, Deonte, what's up? - I'm at The Caveat.

And I got a strange female in the bed with me.

All right, what's the problem? She want money?

No, man. I fucking think she's dead.

- Did you kill her? - No.

I didn't even fuck her.

She was doing blow all night.

I think she had an overdose.

Oh, my God.

All right, put your fingers on her neck and feel for a pulse.

I can'! do that.

I think there's blood there. She had a nosebleed.

Man, my dick is covered in blood.

This is so extreme, man.

Do it now, Deonte. If she's still breathing, we need to save her life.

I can't.

What if she passed?

You think you're the first person I've dealt with...

...woke up in bed with a dead body?

Take your fingers and feel for a pulse.

All right, hold on.

Oh, fuck.

She's dead, dog.

She-- Shit, man.

I don't even know her, man. I met her last night.

- I don't do drugs, I'm an athlete. - Listen to me.

Don't touch anything, don't call anyone.

I'm sending someone over now.

I just signed an $80 million endorsement, coz.

TMZ was following me around last night.

Calm down. I'm on it.

Just sit tight.

- Yeah? - Av?

We have a situation at The Caveat.

Deonte Brown's in bed with a dead girl.

I think she overdosed.

Get over mere and hold his hand, see what's what.

Okay, I'm on it, Raymond.

- Yeah, boss. - Lena, honey.

Get over to the office now.

I'll call you back in 10 minutes when I'm on the road.

Deonte Brown's at The Caveat with a dead girl.

I hate it when that happens.

Okay.

Hey, I gotta leave. Get dressed, let's go.

You're not going to school in that.

This is how they dress in Calabasas.

You want her to dress different she needs to go to Marlborough...

-...or Harvard-Westlake. - I'm not wearing a uniform.

- That's nice, honey. - She needs to talk to Bunchy and Terry.

She has to interview everyone.

How come they didn't have any kids?

- Terry's got Parkinson's, honey. - Does that mean we're gonna get it?

- What's that? - Your son's getting in fights.

Bullshit. I fell at soccer.

Are we gonna get it?

No, Terry got it from boxing. He got hit in the head too much.

Let me see that.

So why didn't Bunchy have kids?

- Well, you know, Bunchy's-- - He has issues.

He got molested by a priest when they were little.

- Really? - Yeah.

That's why Dad was always obsessed about nobody touching our privates.

And ifs why we don't go to church.

I gotta go. Where's my iPad?

You didn't tell me you're doing something for Stu Feldman.

- He's on the board at Marlborough. - I'll try.

Not good enough, Raymond.

Promise me.

I promise.

- Yeah? - You got it under control?

So far, so good.

Okay, you're the boss.

Lena, what's up?

I called our plant at TMZ. Nothing about Deonte or The Caveat.

Gem. Get me Lee Bremen.

Here's Lee. I'll stay on the line.

- Thanks, doll. - Yeah?

Lee, where are we with the Tommy Wheeler thing?

His career's finished, that's where.

Guy has a $200 million heterosexual movie coming out in a month?

Picks up a tranny on Sunset Boulevard?

Can you get him into your office now? Ten minutes or so?

Yeah, I'll teleport him.

Get him there as soon as you can. I got an idea.

We can kill two birds with one stone.

That is the stupidest thing--

You know what this asshole just told me?

That he was raised to help a woman.

A woman.

- Women don't have cocks, you moron. - It was the middle of the night.

- She ran out of gas. - Shut the fuck up.

- I didn't know it was a guy, on my life. - Yeah?

What about the one who told Marty at Stalkerazzi...

...you picked him up the month before?

You know how many people out there look like me?

Guys are asking for the Tommy Wheeler body at my gym.

You fucking cocksucking liar. You know what's gonna happen to you?

You are gonna be taking it up the ass in 3D for the rest of your life.

Lee.

- Let me handle this. - I didn't know it was a guy, I swear.

Guy had an Adam's apple the size of my fist.

Tommy, look at me.

I'm so sorry. I'm so embarrassed.

I feel like I'm addicted or something.

Tommy, listen to me.

I have a way to get you out of this.

Lena, call TMZ and leak the news...

...Tommy Wheeler is at The Caveat with a dead girl.

Then get over there and represent him.

You're his publicist or you work for the studio.

- Just try to control the story. - Got it, boss.

Did I kill her?

No, she overdosed.

Thanks for doing this, man.

I'm gonna get you courtside seats to all my games, dog.

Give me that.

- What'd you tell your wife? - That I got back from Vegas early.

Missed her. I'm gonna take her to The Ivy.

No, have breakfast here. That way, if someone sees you here...

...you're with your wife. Nobody connects you with the dead girl.

Erase those texts.

You.

Take this and smear it on your dick.

- What? - She had a nosebleed.

She bled on your dick.

Now go. Bring the cup back to me.

Now.

Let's go.

Okay, listen up. I can confirm Tommy Wheeler is in the hotel.

- That's all I can tell you at this point. - Give us more.

What's going on in there?

- This gonna fly? - Yeah, worked out fine.

They'll let him go in a few hours. Well put him into Voyages.

Suck one cock, you're a cocksucker for life.

Get caught with a dead girl, admit to a drug problem...

...go to rehab, no problem. Crazy town, right?

I'll deal with the studio.

Stu Feldman catted, you're late. You gotta get to Paramount.

- I was gonna go see Ezra. - My partner's fine. He's grieving.

You'll see him at the service. Get to Paramount.

Lee, he's no! fine.

And do me a favour.

Don't tell me what to do.

Marty, my friend, I told you he's not a fag.

Did you see that tranny? I would've fucked that tranny.

You drop the fag stuff, I will give you the first interview with him from rehab.

There he is. There he is. Tommy.

Tommy.

Want to make a statement, Tommy?

Tommy Wheeler, look at me. Tommy, look at me.

What happened over there?

Tommy, wanna make a statement? Tommy, look over here.

I've been seeing this chick. I want you to follow her.

See if she's fucking around on me.

I'm married.

Lee told you that, right?

You think I'm a scumbag, right?

Married, but fucking around with this chick?

I'm not here to judge you. It's not what I do.

You think I don't know what you do? Lee said you're the best in town.

I love my wife, but this chick has her claws in me.

My wife doesn't want to have sex with me anymore.

I don't feel good about myself.

You ever do growth hormone?

No.

You think it's kabbalah, right?

It's not. it's to remind me it's the hand of taking, you know?

It should be the hand of giving.

You know, I want to give more.

I don't want her to know that I'm having her followed. She has trust issues.

- Not a problem. - She was one of those Disney kids.

Parents stole all her money. Now she's a singer, like Britney.

All right, good, good, good.

You don't talk a lot.

I like that.

I'm gonna start doing that.

Makes you very mysterious.

I think I give away my power too much.

I'll be in touch.

- I'm gonna go sit on Feldman's girl. - Okay.

Terry's called three times.

All right, see if you can get him.

That's it. You go to the body, then you move upstairs.

Everything behind the jab.

Yo, Terry. Terry.

Your brother's on the phone.

- Which? - Ray.

- What's w'? -What's going on, Yer?

Bunchy had a slip.

Where is he?